- Klaus Mikaelson: Sister. The years have been kind to you.
- [they hug]
- Freya Mikaelson: Just sunblock, the love of a good woman, and literally witchcraft.
- [chuckles]
- Freya Mikaelson: You can't stay. Hope's home.
- Roman: So, your blood turns werewolves into vampire Hybrids?
- Hope Mikaelson: Hmm. And my kiss turns princes into frogs. Maybe. The theory remains untested.
- Roman: [scoots nearer on leather couch] It must have been so lonely keeping your life a secret all this time.
- Klaus Mikaelson: [angrily calling] Hope!
- Hope Mikaelson: You have to go! He will literally wear your spine as a necklace! Leave!
- [Rowan darts away]
- Klaus Mikaelson: [appears] Please tell me it isn't true. *What* have you done with your mother?
- Freya Mikaelson: [next to the bloodstained coffin] I can't tell any magic here. I just feel Hayley's... fear.
- Roman: [standing outside Hope's door] Can I come in?
- Hope Mikaelson: Hmm.
- Roman: You do know that I'm a vampire, right?
- Hope Mikaelson: Hmm.
- Roman: So, I kinda need you to say it out loud.
- Hope Mikaelson: Oh, yeah... Come on in!
- Roman: [he enters, looking at her] Nice jammies!