Rebekah: Perhaps I'm concerned that if I voice my opinion about what you did to Elijah, I will end up on the wrong side of your toxic hybrid teeth.
Klaus: Poppycock! I would never bite you...you know my preferred method of punishment for your indiscretions is the dagger.
Rebekah: There is something fundamentally wrong with you.

That is enough talk about harming that baby!

Elijah: This has nothing to do with Hayley.
Klaus: It has everything to do with her! She's adored you since she arrived and now my child, my blood, will grow up to call you father.
Rebekah: Is that what this is? You are once again worried that you will be left behind? Has history taught you nothing? We don't abandon you, Nik. You drive us away.

Rebekah: Absolutely not! I paid for that!
Elijah: Please. You've never paid for anything in your life.
Rebekah: I hardly see how that's relevant.

Do we look like a bloody vampire rescue squad?

Eve: Nobody finds us unless we want to be found.
Rebekah: Well, we found you, so...

Elijah: I'm not trying to impress the girl.
Rebekah: Well I should bloody hope you are. Why else are we out here? Come on, Elijah. You've fallen for her. Admit it. It may do wonders for the stick that's lodged up your enduringly stoic ass if you did.

For centuries, people have come to New Orleans looking for a fresh start, hoping to find fortune, adventure, even love. Young society women imported from France with the promise of marrying a proper New Orleans gentlemen, like the legendary casket girls. Little did they know that the men who awaited them were far from proper and not at all gentle.

There, there, little lambs. Us girls have got to stick together.

Rebekah: Dull, dreary, hideous.
Marcel: You talking about the clothes or something else?
Rebekah: Why, are you feeling insecure?

[to Hayley] Yeah, well, I've never been a fan of the boy's club.

[to Klaus] Now that we've established that I'm a failure as a sister, and a friend, and an original, you should probably know he's on his way to Marcel right now to rat me out.

The Originals Quotes

Klaus: Leaving me to do what, exactly?
Hayley: Stay here and protect our daughter.

You're gonna like me, Davina Claire. And I'm gonna let you pretend a while that you don't already.

Kaleb

The Originals Music

  Song Artist
Song Too Late M83 iTunes
Freaks The Hawk In Paris iTunes
Bones MS MR iTunes