Klaus Mikaelson : Every king needs an heir.
Klaus Mikaelson : [about Hayley's child] It's a trick, Elijah.
Elijah Mikaelson : No, brother. It's a gift. It's your chance... it's our chance.
Klaus Mikaelson : To what?
Elijah Mikaelson : To start over. Take back everything we lost, everything that was taken from us. Niklaus. Our own parents came to despise us. Our family was ruined. We were ruined. And since then, all that you have ever wanted... all that we have ever wanted was a family.
Klaus Mikaelson : I will not be manipulated.
Elijah Mikaelson : So they're manipulating you. So what? With them, this girls and her child... your child... live.
Klaus Mikaelson : [seething] I'm gonna kill every last one of them!
Elijah Mikaelson : And then what? Then you return to Mystic Falls to resume your life as the hated one? As the evil hybrid? Is it so important to you that people quake with fear at the sound of your name?
Klaus Mikaelson : People quake with fear because I have the power to make them afraid. What will this child offer me? Will it guarantee me power?
Elijah Mikaelson : [about Hayley] Niklaus, the girl is carrying your child.
Klaus Mikaelson : [not believing] No. It's impossible. Vampires cannot procreate.
Sophie Deveraux : But werewolves can. Magic made you a vampire, but you were born a werewolf. You're the Original hybrid. The first of your kind and this pregnancy is one of nature's loopholes.
Klaus Mikaelson : [to Hayley] You've been with someone else. Admit it!
Hayley : [irately] Hey, I've spent days held captive in a freaking alligator bayou because they think that I'm carrying some magical miracle baby. Don't you think I would've fessed up if it wasn't yours?
Marcel Gerard : It's good to see you.
Klaus Mikaelson : It's good to be home. Although please tell me the current state of Bourbon Street is not your doing.
Marcel Gerard : Something's gotta draw in the out-of-towners. Otherwise we'd all go hungry.
Klaus Mikaelson : I see your friends are daywalkers.
Marcel Gerard : Yeah, yeah, I shared the secret of your daylight ring with a few buddies. Just the inner circle, though. The family.
Klaus Mikaelson : Tell me. How did you find a witch will to make daylight rings?
Marcel Gerard : I got the witches around here wrapped around my finger.
Klaus Mikaelson : Is that so? I'm looking for a witch by the name of Jane-Anne Deveraux. Has some business with me.
Klaus Mikaelson : [knowingly without turning] Evening, Elijah.
Elijah Mikaelson : Niklaus.
Klaus Mikaelson : What an entirely unwelcome surprise.
Elijah Mikaelson : Come with me.
Klaus Mikaelson : I'm not going anywhere. Not until I find out who's conspiring against me.
Elijah Mikaelson : I believe I just found that out for you.
Marcel Gerard : You know I owe you everything I got, but I'm afraid I have to draw the line on this one. This is my business. I control the witches in my town. Let's just leave it at that.
Klaus Mikaelson : Your town?
Marcel Gerard : Damn straight.
Klaus Mikaelson : That's funny, because when I left 100 years ago, you were just a pathetic little scrapper still trembling from the lashes of the whips of those who would keep you down, and now look at you. Master of your domain. Prince of the city. I'd like to know how.
Marcel Gerard : Why? Jealous? Hey, man, I get it. Three hundred years ago, you helped build a backwater penal colony into something. You started it, but then you left. Actually, you ran from it. I saw it through. Look around. Vampires rule this city now. We don't have to live in the shadows like rats. The locals know their place. They look the other way. I got rid of the werewolves. I even found a way to shut down the witches. The blood never stops flowing and the party never ends. You wanna pass on through? You wanna stay a while? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules.
Klaus Mikaelson : And if someone breaks those rules?
Marcel Gerard : They die. Mercy is for the weak. You taught me that, too. And I'm not the prince of the Quarter, friend. I'm the king. Show my some respect!
Marcel Gerard : [as he drinks] Oh, how's your family?
Klaus Mikaelson : Those who live hate me more then ever.
Marcel Gerard : Ah, forget 'em. If your blood relations let you down, you make your own, eh? You taught me that. And what's mine is yours, as always. Even my nightwalkers and the riff-raff.
Sophie Deveraux : [reasoning to Klaus] You know you're famous in this town. Witches tell bedtime stories about the powerful vampire Klaus. We know Marcel was nothing but an orphan street rat, until you made him what he is. And now he's out of control. He does what he wants. He kills who he wants. I'm gonna stop him, and you're gonna help me.
Klaus Mikaelson : [amused, to Elijah] This is why you brought me here?
Elijah Mikaelson : Hear her out.
Klaus Mikaelson : I don't need to hear her out.
Klaus Mikaelson : I assure you, love; , there is not a thing on this earth that will matter enough for me to waste even thirty more seconds of my time.
[sees Halyey walk in]
Klaus Mikaelson : Elijah, what madness is this?
Hayley : Klaus, you need to listen to them.
Klaus Mikaelson : [incredulously to the group] You're all out of your minds if you think some liquor-fueled, one-night stand, no offense sweetheart, means anything to me.
Sophie Deveraux : Marcel may be able to keep us from practicing real magic in this town, but as keepers of the balance we still know when nature has cooked up something new. For example, I have a special gift... of sensing when a girl is pregnant.
Klaus Mikaelson : [as Elijah sits down] Are you here to give me another pep talk on the joys of fatherhood?
Elijah Mikaelson : I've said all I needed to say.
Klaus Mikaelson : I forgot how much I like this town.
Elijah Mikaelson : I didn't forget. All the centuries we've spent together, and yet I can count on one hand the number of time that our family has been truly happy. I hated leaving here.
Klaus Mikaelson : As did I.
Elijah Mikaelson : What is on your mind, brother?
Klaus Mikaelson : [upset, after watching Marcel execute Jane-Anne] What was that?
Marcel Gerard : Hey, come walk with me. The witches aren't allowed to do magic her. She broke the rules.
Klaus Mikaelson : I told you I wanted to talk to her!
Marcel Gerard : Hey, I'm sorry. I got caught up in the show. Those witches, they think that they still have power in this town. I have to show them that they don't. I never waste an opportunity for a show of force. Another lesson that I learned from you. And besides, anything that you could've gotten outta her, I can find out for you, and I will. I promise.
Marcel Gerard : [as they greet each other] Klaus.
Klaus Mikaelson : Marcel.
Marcel Gerard : Must be a hundred years since that nasty business with your papa.
Klaus Mikaelson : Has it been that long?
Marcel Gerard : The way I recall it, he ran you outta town. Left a trail of dead vampires in his wake.
Klaus Mikaelson : And yet how fortunate you managed to survive. My father, I'm afraid, I recently incinerated to dust.
Marcel Gerard : Well, if I'd known you were coming back to town, if I had a heads-up...
Klaus Mikaelson : What, Marcel? What would you have done?
Marcel Gerard : [happily] I'd have thrown you a damn parade!
Sophie Deveraux : [stops chopping food and looks up] You're Klaus?
Klaus Mikaelson : I am. And you're upset. Sophie, isn't it? I assume this is because of what I just witnessed with your sister on the corner of Royal and St. Ann?
Sophie Deveraux : Did you enjoy the show?
Klaus Mikaelson : It was a little melodramatic for my tastes. What did your sister want with me? Why did Marcel kill her?
Klaus Mikaelson : [to the lackey vampires following him] If Marcel wants to know what I'm up to, he can ask me himself.
Camille O'Connell : [regarding the street painter with the large canvas] Every artist has a story, you know.
Klaus Mikaelson : And what do you suppose his story is?
Camille O'Connell : He's angry. Dark. Doesn't feel safe and doesn't know what to do about it. He wishes he could control his demons instead of having his demons control him. He's lost, alone. Or maybe he just drank too much tonight...
[as Klaus just looks at her]
Camille O'Connell : Sorry. Overzealous Psych major.
Klaus Mikaelson : No. I think you were probably right the first time.
Marcel Gerard : [looking out over the city] Look at that skyline, huh? That there, that's progress. More hotels, more tourists, more fresh blood. And the humans? I taught them to look the other way.
Klaus Mikaelson : And what of the witches? In my time, they were a force to be reckoned with, and now they live in fear. How do you know when they're using magic?
Marcel Gerard : Maybe I got a secret weapon, an ace up my sleeve; something that gives me complete control over all the magic in this town.
Klaus Mikaelson : Hmm? Is that a fact?
Marcel Gerard : Might be. Maybe I'm just bluffing.
Marcel Gerard : Hey, man. Where'd you run off to?
Klaus Mikaelson : You mean your minions aren't still documenting my every move?
Marcel Gerard : Someone put you in a mood. What can I do?
Klaus Mikaelson : What you can do is you can tell me what this thing is you have with the witches.
Marcel Gerard : Oh, we're back to that?
Klaus Mikaelson : There's no power in love! Mercy makes you weak! Family makes you weak!
Handsome Man : [death around him] What kind of hell demons are you?
Rebekah Mikaelson : We're vampires, darling. The Original vampires. Rebekah, Elijah,
[glances at coffins]
Rebekah Mikaelson : our brothers, Kol and Finn, may they rest in peace...
Klaus Mikaelson : [sitting at entrance, devouring bloodied corpse] Are we saving the best for last?
Rebekah Mikaelson : And our half-brother, Niklaus. Ignore him. He's a beast.