- Klaus Mikaelson: I have a plan of my own. We find this thing, and its acolytes. We slaughter the lot of them. And then
- [gestures gleefully]
- Klaus Mikaelson: we stack their bodies into a monument dedicated to those who would threaten my family.
- Marcel Gerard: Right... right. There's one problem with that. One of those bodies would be Sofya. And I want her alive.
- Klaus Mikaelson: Please, Marcel.
- [sits down]
- Klaus Mikaelson: It's not a time to be sentimental.
- [flippant gesture]
- Klaus Mikaelson: This is New Orleans. Toss a few beads. You'll find another girl.
- Marcel Gerard: That is the problem with you and your family. All right? You'll do *anything* to save your brother, but... to hell with anyone else. Right? It all seems a little familiar. The Hollow is evil, yes. We need to destroy it. Yes. But I'm not willing to stand by and watch someone that I care about become more Mikaelson collateral.
- [first lines]
- Sofya Voronova: [possessed by The Hollow, stands gloating as Elijah groans, dagger in his back] Such a will to live. Wouldn't it be easier to give in? To simply let go? Part of you must crave that peace. The silence of the nothing that lasts forever.
- Elijah Mikaelson: [growls up at her] Why don't you come a little closer...?
- [breathes heavily]
- Elijah Mikaelson: We'll find it together.
- Sofya Voronova: You will have enough company. When you die, so too does your entire sire line. A great sacrifice... which will return me to flesh and blood.
- [as he lies shuddering:]
- Sofya Voronova: All I need now is the last of my remains for the ritual. Your family has done the job of finding them, and they should be coming to me soon enough.
- Elijah Mikaelson: You can't expect to torment my family and survive.
- Sofya Voronova: I've survived far worse fates than your family. I say, let them come. They will try to save you from the poison coursing through your veins. And in doing so, they will give me what I want.
- [as Elijah struggles to get up:]
- Sofya Voronova: And as a reward for their efforts, I'll let your family watch as you finally die.
- [twists the dagger, and he screams in agony]
- The Hollow: Foolish King!
- [Marcel groans, collapses next to Sofya]
- The Hollow: Had you been loyal to me, I might have let you live! Instead, I will build my Kingdom atop of your ashes!