(voice over) 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.
I'll die whether I do this or not. Right now the only option is whether I take everyone else with me. When you look at it that way, it's kind of selfish not to do it.
And if it is, if this is all I have, I've had a lot. I had Monique, and I had Tim, and I had someone who fought for me from the moment he met me. Most people don't get that even if they live to be a hundred. Marcel, I'm ready.
I believe that when you love someone and that person loves you in return you're uniquely vulnerable. They have a power to hurt you that's like nothing else.
I asked you to cease these petty moves against our family yet you conspire with this fool. Is this what it's come to, making moves against your own blood?
I offer him my council because it's clear to me he means to make this city our home. And perhaps leading these... derelicts will curb some of these impulses, grant him some degree of happiness.
You always talk of Nik's happiness, but for one-thousand years he's robbed me of any chance of my own. What about me, Elijah? Am I not a concern for you?
What about Hayley? Nothing I conspire to do, none of my treachery will harm this family as much as your feelings for her. You're a hypocrite, Elijah. You would chose love over family yet condemn me for doing the same.