- Alexis: Drink deep, but beware, what you broke is past repair. All your oaths you betray, Your sacred vows you sever. And now you see that nothing last, for always and forever. Three yet remain, two already crossed. Yet in one year's time, you'll all be lost. As your family is undone, you will seed the beast that is to come.
- Camille O'Connell: I didn't come here to appreciate art. If you wanna talk about your progress as a person striving for empathy, fine. If not, I'll go.
- Klaus Mikaelson: Have I offended you?
- Camille O'Connell: I agreed to see you... professionally, but... I was very clear when I set our boundaries, and they don't include private art shows.
- Klaus Mikaelson: Well, well, then, perhaps you prefer to escort me to tomorrow's opening?
- Camille O'Connell: Call me if you wanna talk.
- [starts leaving, then stops]
- Camille O'Connell: Wait. You're worried no one else will come. Rebekah's gone, Marcel's angry, Elijah won't even look at you. You'll be alone.
- [walks back to him]
- Camille O'Connell: You're scared. Because the people you love are angry with you. Maybe you need to think about that.
- [her cellphone buzzes]
- Camille O'Connell: I have to go.
- Freya Mikaelson: [babysitter to baby Hope] Hello, sweetie. You'll have to excuse your Auntie Freya. I've had a few big girl drinks tonight.
- Camille O'Connell: Someone tortured and killed a local. Left the body right out in the open. I think it was a vampire.
- Camille O'Connell: [to Klaus, re Lucien] Who's the dirtbag eyeing me like I'm a rack of lamb, old friend?
- Marcel Gerard: [finds Davina back in the room up in the church he had provided for her] I'd ask if everything was okay, but you wouldn't be here if it were.
- Davina Claire: You know I was bored out of my mind when I lived up here? I don't miss it, but... things were a lot simpler.
- [picks up her old paintbrush]
- Davina Claire: And at least I felt safe.
- Marcel Gerard: What happened?
- Davina Claire: I was attacked. One of my own people tried to use a spell to ruin my hands. What's next? My eyes? My heart? They hate me. I knew that, but I didn't think they would just revolt.
- Marcel Gerard: Wtches in New Orleans have a habit of getting homicidal, all right. Why do you think I was so hard on 'em?
- Davina Claire: But I'm Regent. They should respect me. I didn't sign up for this.
- Marcel Gerard: Sure you did. You chose to be their leader. The target on your back, it comes with the job.
- Davina Claire: So what do I do?
- Marcel Gerard: Say the word, all right. Me and my guys...
- Davina Claire: You'll what? They see me siding with you against my own kind, I'll just be proving them right.
- Camille O'Connell: That's the thing. Even if we figure out who killed this guy, then what? It's a vampire. What are the police gonna do? We'd be sending the arresting officers to get slaughtered. And if we warn them, we get locked up for being insane.
- Vincent Griffith: That's New Orleans. Our city. Our streets. Not our fault... but it is our problem.
- Hayley Marshall-Kenner: [lured by Davina, lies in middle of white magic circle, naked] What the hell am I doing here? Why am I trapped?
- Camille O'Connell: [inspecting well-dressed dead body, bound upright] I'm no forensic psychologist, but whoever did this took their time. He... bled. A lot. This means he was alive. But... it's like he just stood here. These ropes, they're just for display. He wasn't bound, there are no marks on his wrists, no signs of struggling or clawing.
- Vincent Griffith: He was compelled, Camille. Maybe rich boy pissed off the wrong vampire.
- Detective Will Kinney: What are you guys doing over here?
- [to Camille]
- Detective Will Kinney: Tell me you got something.
- Camille O'Connell: It seems... methodical. Precise. The wounds may have a special meaning for the killer. Not a formal ritual, but... intentional. And the things we do on purpose... We tend to repeat.
- Lucien Castle: The Lady Aurora doesn't need teeth to tear a man's soul out.
- [sighs]
- Lucien Castle: One need only stare in her eyes and be lost.
- Crescent Wolf Woman: [long brown-haired naked girl on top of the hunter, she kills him] Hayley...
- [she looks back at Elijah, she's not Hayley]
- Crescent Wolf Woman: Forgive me, I thought...
- Crescent Wolf Woman: I know who you thought I was.
- Marcel Gerard: Do you know where she is?
- Crescent Wolf Woman: Judging by what these hunters did, the traps they set, and the blood I saw, if she's not with her daughter, she's probably dead.