[To Klaus] We've all tried to kill you. And you've tried to kill most of us. How do you think that you deserve my friendship when you've done nothing to earn it?
Klaus
[Stands up][Ferociously and savagely] I will not have my hand forced by you OR ANYONE ELSE!
[Also ferociously and savagely] What is wrong with you?! I'm reaching out to you despite everything that you've done, and you still can't get out of your own way. GOD! I feel sorry for you.
[Caroline starts to leave, but Klaus vamp-speeds to block her way.]
The pain. The– the pain is gone. [Realizes that the pain was never in his back] It was– it was never there. He got in my head. Silas– [Points to his own temple] –got inside my head. [Takes Caroline's hand] You took my mind off it. You brought me back, Caroline.
[Caroline turns around and brings her hands to her head, then turns back to Klaus.]
Elena stole my prom dress. I went to pick it up, and the tailor said that somebody else already did. And when I asked who, she said she couldn't remember. Hello? The vervain is out of the town water supply. She was compelled. (Klaus laughs). It is not funny.
But I don't want just another dress. I want to look hot, like Princess Grace of Monaco hot. So, could you please go back into your creepy trophy case of family collectables and dig me out something of royal caliber?
Well, then, in that case, perhaps you'll answer to this. You're aware the bite of a werewolf can kill a vampire? Well, as you can see, I'm half-werewolf, so I'm gonna ask you one more time! Where is Marcel?
MMarcel
H-hey. I'm right here. I'm right here. Easy, now. Diego's just looking out for me. Nobody harms my guys. Those are the rules.
Klaus
I don't care about your rules, Marcel. And I don't need chaperones. Why are you having me followed?
MMarcel
I get it, huh? Show of force. You made your point. Let it go, friend. For me.
Klaus
Fine. Why don't you show me what you've done with the place while you explain exactly what it is you've been up to in my town.
I assure you, love, that there is not a thing in the world that will matter enough for me to waste even thirty more seconds of my time. Elijah, what madness is this?
HHayley
Klaus... You need to listen to them.
Klaus
You're all out of your minds if you think some liquor fueled one-night stand--no offense, sweetheart-- means a thing to me.
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.
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.
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.
MMarcel
Why? Jealous? Hey, man, I get it. 300 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 the 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 want to pass on through? You want to stay a while? Great. What's mine is yours, but it is mine. My home, my family, my rules.
Klaus
And if someone breaks those rules?
MMarcel
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 me some respect.
Klaus
(bites a vampire) Your friend will be dead by the weekend. Which means I've broken one of your rules. And yet I cannot be killed. I am immortal. Who has the power now, friend?
The brave bartender. (looking at her name-pin) Camille. That's a French name.
CCamille
It's a grandma's name. Call me Cami. (referring to the street artist) Amazing isn't he?
Klaus
Do you paint?
CCamille
No, but I admire. Every artist has a story, you know.
Klaus
And what do you suppose his story is?
CCamille
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... (jokingly) Or... maybe he just drank too much tonight. Sorry, overzealous psyche major.
Klaus
No. I think you were probably right the first time.
I didn't forget. All the centuries we've spent together, and yet I can count on one hand the number of times that our family has been truly happy. I hated leaving here.
For a thousand years, I lived in fear. Any time I settled anywhere, our father would hunt me down and... chase me off. He made me feel powerless, and I hated it. This town was my home once, and in my absence, Marcel has gotten everything that I ever wanted. Power, loyalty, family. I made him in my image and he has bettered me. I want what he has. I want to be king.
Well I had considered offering you a first-class ticket to join me in New Orleans, but I knew what your answer would be, so I opted for something I knew you would accept. Tyler is now free to return to Mystic Falls.
He's your first love. I intend to be your last, however long it takes. [Kisses her cheek] Congratulations, Caroline. Lets get out of here before 12 angry hybrids decide to pick a fight.
So you came all the way to Mystic Falls just to back off when I ask you to?
Klaus
No. I came all the way to Mystic Falls to gloat over a corpse to be, as you so poetically put it, but I will leave minus the gloating in return for one small thing.
My confession? I didn't do anything. Confession about what?
Klaus
Me. As soon as we're done here, I'm gonna walk away, and I'm never coming back. You'll never again have to look me in the eye and cover our connection with hostility and revulsion. You'll never have to loathe the darkest parts of yourself that care fore in spite of all I've done. I will be gone, and you will be free. I just... Want you to be honest with me.
I'm in college. I'm building a life for myself. I have plans and a future and things that I want, and none of those things involve you, ok, none of them.
No, you don't because, yes, I cover our connection with hostility because, yes, I hate myself for the truth, so if you promise to walk away like you said an never come back, then, yes, I will be honest with you. I will be honest with you about what I want.
Klaus
I will walk away, and I'll never come back, I promise.