I want to know why you made up that fake story about your mom.
It was a test. You failed.
I knew it was a fake story. By 1645, I'd been running from Klaus for a century and a half. There's no way any of his minions would have mistaken anyone for me. But you know how my brain works, right? So you must have known that I wouldn't have fallen for that sob story.
I wanted to get under your skin, and it worked because here you are.
What kind of sick game are you playing?
It's not a game, Katherine. You did kill my mother, but it wasn't Paris. It was in a little cottage in England, and it wasn't 1645. It was April 6, 1492, and she was all alone, exiled by her family two years earlier. You stuck her head in a noose, pushed her off the chair, and snapped her neck.
My name... is Nadia Petrova... and you are my mother.
Quiet, still, peaceful. I like our life when it's like this.
But this is our life, which probably means that somebody's gonna walk through that door and shatter it.
In 10...9...(kisses her head)
Just let me enjoy the moment.
6...5...(kisses her head again)
Damon, today is the day that we're gonna bring Bonnie back. It's a good day.
3...2...(kisses her again)
Damon, it's a good day.(kisses him)
Oh, you don't think that I keep my promises,
You said that now you're a witch again you would bring Bonnie back from the other side.
And you promised Damon that you would to that if he helped you.
But you're kind of evil. No offense.
So I'm just trying to figure out how I can trust one of your last acts in this world will be to bring my best friend back.
Did you want me to pinky swear?
[Whitmore College: Katherine, wearing a towel and holding a box of black hair dye in her hand, enters Elena and Caroline's dorm room. As Katherine walks to a mirror, she tosses aside the box. Katherine approaches the mirror and looks at her reflection. As Katherine looks at her reflection in the mirror, Caroline enters holding a cardboard box, not realizing that Katherine is in her dorm room instead of Elena.]
[To Katherine] I don't wanna know if Tyler called, so don't even tell me. [Puts the box on her bed] So do you wanna do small appliances or toiletries?
[As Caroline starts putting her things in the box, Katherine turns to her.]
I mean, I'd compel a cute boy to do it for us, but I don't think I wanna see a cute boy ever again. Except for Jesse, who's conveniently not answering his phone.
Hello? Dr. Maxfield thinks we're vampires, you know. Threatened to expose us, told us to drop out.
That sucks. [Tosses down the other towel and turns to Caroline]
[Exploding in ferocity and savagery, Caroline vamp-speeds towards Katherine, grabbing her by the throat and pinning her against the wall.]
What the hell are you doing in my dorm, Katherine?
I just need a place to crash.
I'm desperate, okay? Damon kicked me out, Stefan doesn't remember me, and I just spent my last $20 on a meal that I didn't even get to enjoy.
Aw. And how is any of this my problem?
Look at you. Moving out? Giving up? It's very un-Caroline of you. You need me. Bad.
[Caroline lets go of Katherine.]
In exchange for a place to stay, and Elena's meal card, I will help you deal with Dr– Whoever.
Dr. Maxfield. He teaches bio.
I'm sorry. What? You're scared of a teacher? Aw, honey, you really need to take a crash course on Villain 101, but luckily for you, I have an honorary doctorate. What do you say, roomy?
I love love. I do. Yeah. I have a soul mate, too, you know, that love at first sight, want to live forever, love is eternal kind of love? Amara. That's her name. See, the problem is when I first meet Amara, I was with another woman, so I kind of cheated on her, which to be honest with you, it really wouldn't have been that big of a deal except it turned out that the other woman was a raging lunatic. So when she found out that I cheated on her, she freaked out, turned Amara into stone, like, literally, Medusa style.
GGuy
Dude, are you, like, ok?
What do you mean? You think I'm crazy? Why do you think I'm crazy? All I've wanted for the last 2,000 years is to reunited with the love of my life. How's that crazy?
GGirl
Maybe the turned her into stone part.
GGuy
Or the 2,000 years part.
No. Guys, we were both immortal, and now we're not. Hello? Look. The point is I finally had the chance to hold Amara in my arms, and what does she do? She jams a chunk of glass in my carotid artery. Look, look.
Listen, you two. Here's my advice. Live it up. You know, enjoy this love while it lasts because let me tell you something. Just a couple of days ago, I was psychic, I was immortal, I was in love. Now my neck hurts, my soul is crushed, I'm sitting in a bus stop in frigging Delaware.
Im in Philly? Ohh! God, it's even worse.
GGuy
(Doubles over clutching his side) Ow!
GGirl
What's going on, babe? Hey. What's going on? Hey. Talk to me. (He starts gagging up blood) Oh, my god. What's happening? What are you doing to him?
I think I'm liquefying his internal organs. Did I fail to mention that I'm a witch?
GGirl
Please stop. Please just stop.
No! I'm pissed off at the world, and I'm taking it out on your so-called lover. And I'm thinking you might be my next victim. (girl runs away) Look at that! Unbelievable. Love is so damn fickle. Incredible. Here you go, buddy. Come on up, come on up, come on up. Up you go. That's good, good. Buses, however... tried and true.
You broke my nose trying to teach me how to throw a right hook.
But not on purpose just to be clear. How much did you pay for that hunk of junk motorcycle that you ride?
That's a trick question. You bought me that motorcycle, although I'm guessing it was pretty expensive.
So Tessa just gave you back your memories, no strings attached?
Well, it wasn't exactly a gift. It was a lot to take in all at once, everything from blowing out the candles on my first birthday cake...drowning in a safe.
So what am I looking at here, hmm, blood clot, tumor, what?
MMax
I did a full workup on your blood, Katherine. It's clean.
My hair is going gray, and my teeth are falling out. I'm not sure what the suggests, but it's definitely not health.
MMax
Patient is irritable. Not sure if this is a symptom or personality.
(breaks the recorder) Personality. Now tell me exactly what the hell is going on with me.
MMax
You said you were turned into a vampire 500 years ago, give or take, and now that your human, let's say time is catching up with you.
Ok. Ok. Well, how do we stop it?
MMax
We don't. It's just life running its course quicker than normal.
MMax
If it continues at this rate, you have a few months. I'm sorry.
Relax. I'm-- I'm just bringing dinner.
AAmara
You're the Hunter. I never forget a face, but Silas killed you. You're dead.
AAmara
How? I said how? (to Bonnie) It was you, wasn't it? You're a witch. You brought him back.
AAmara
Of course I can see you. I'm not blind. I have eyes. Or are you dead? I get so mixed up. I can't tell the difference between the living and the dead.
Can you see people on the other side?
AAmara
I am the anchor to the other side. I can see everything. Gah! Don't touch me! Please don't-- don't touch me.
Jer, I think I've got an idea.
(Scene shift)
Amara could see Bonnie, and Bonnie could touch her. They made physical contact. It's like Amara's got a foot on each side or something.
Amara exists in both places at once, here and the other side?
Then she's not crazy crazy, she's just talking to dead supernatural beings roaming around in our basement.
The point is, if Silas isn't going to help us, what if Bonnie could be the same thing? What if she existed on both sides at once? What if she became the anchor?
You're right. Jeremy, you're right. So all we need is someone who could do that spell.
Oh, please don't say who I think you're gonna say.
Think about it. Silas wants Amara to die, and Amara wants Amara to die, so who besides us is the one person with the biggest stake against letting that happen?
(Scene shift)
I was hoping we could talk.
And I was hoping you were my Chinese food. Good-bye.
You remember Amara, right, brunette, brown eyes, I'm surprisingly not in love with her?
Well, she took the cure, she wants to die, and we have her.
For now. Silas is literally on his way here to kill her. He's completely obsessed with destroying the other side so that he and Amara can live happily ever after in the great beyond. Man, you were right about these Doppelgängers. They do always end up together. So how does it feel to say, "I told you so"?
Like I want to shoot fireballs at Silas and drown him in acid.
See? That's what I thought. So how would you feel about making us a deal?
So here's my pitch. In order to keep the other side in place, you need something to anchor the spell, right, something powerful, like an immortal being powerful. Now Amara was obviously a great choice until she downed the cure, so would you consider someone who's dead but stuck on the other side a viable candidate?
Because I've got a volunteer.
I'd be making a ghost a human toll booth between our side and the other side, giving her the power to interact with our physical world and the supernatural purgatory.
I need a massive amount of power to do a transfer spell like that.
I need something to draw on. The moon's not full, I don't think there's a worthy comet for another couple billion years.
think hard. I have a girlfriend at home who misses her best friend and a wacky stowaway on suicide watch. It's ridiculous.
Doppelgängers. They're powerful, mystically, naturally recurring.
You want Doppelgänger blood? I got Doppelgängers coming out of my ears. How many do you want?
