Camille O'Connell: I think you need to calm down. Count to ten. Focus on your breathing.
Klaus Mikaelson: Is this amusing to you? Endangering my family?
Camille O'Connell: Am I laughing? I wanna put this all behind us.
Klaus Mikaelson: You of all people know what I'm capable of, and yet you seem determined to incur my wrath. I'm going to ask you one last time.
Camille O'Connell: "Give me the white oak!"
[smiles]
Camille O'Connell: Am I right? My answer is happily, as soon as you stop screwing around and give me back what is mine.
Klaus Mikaelson: If I give your trinkets back, I embolden all manner of foolishness. You'll grow arrogant under the false belief you have power, and ultimately you'll end up dead.
Camille O'Connell: [scoffs, turns away, then turns back] Klaus, you're afraid something will happen to me? Guess what? Something already did! Your ex hates me so much, she murdered me. She's gonna have to pay for that. And since I can't fight her fair and square, I need those dark objects.
Klaus Mikaelson: Fine.
[shoves the briefcase through the barrier with his foot]
Klaus Mikaelson: I'll retrieve your toys. Keep this bloody barrier up till I return.
[strides off purposefully]