The Originals (TV Series)

The Devil Comes Here and Sighs (2016)

Daniel Gillies: Elijah Mikaelson

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• Freya Mikaelson : [as she studies the sigil]  You're hovering.

  Klaus Mikaelson : I'm supervising. How else to speed up your endeavors? Let's see. Perhaps I should bring Vincent here. Force him to aid you by removing his legs.

  Freya Mikaelson : Vincent doesn't know how to kill Lucien *either*. Besides, if he leaves the St. James, who knows what the Ancestors will make him do next?

  Elijah Mikaelson : [enters room]  The Ancestors are throughly occupied, according to Davina. Terrorizing our brother Kol.

  Klaus Mikaelson : What a surprise! Another day, another witch-inspired vendetta!

  Elijah Mikaelson : Well, Davina can take care of Kol for now. Let us focus our energy on Lucien. How can we demolish that rodent?

  Freya Mikaelson : [sighs wearily]  Working on it.

  [shakes her head] 

  Klaus Mikaelson : [impatient]  Yes, while we all have our roles to play, Elijah can stay here and oversee whatever it is Freya is doing. I'm going to *actually accomplish something*!

  Elijah Mikaelson : Brother, accomplishing something or not...

  Klaus Mikaelson : The time for talking is done!

  [storms off] 

• Lucien Castle : [held in check by her spell]  Oh!

  [laughs] 

  Lucien Castle : Well, I admit, Freya, this is a truly valiant effort. Inspired, I assume, by your grief over Finn's demise?

  [she zaps him and he grunts] 

  Lucien Castle : Pop goes the weasel! Oh! Ha!

  [shirks it off] 

  Lucien Castle : A rather potent aneurysm spell. You never fail to impress.

  Freya Mikaelson : Oh, I have all kinds of tricks.

  [shrugging gesture] 

  Freya Mikaelson : We even brought an audience to enjoy the show.

  [several Strix appear] 

  Elijah Mikaelson : Oh, come now, my darling sister. The Strix are the show. Well, the first act. Act two, Lucien's buried beneath a thousand tons of cement. Act three,

  [whispers:] 

  Elijah Mikaelson : spoiler alert,

  [to Lucien:] 

  Elijah Mikaelson : you're a parking lot.

  [Freya chuckles] 

  Lucien Castle : Uh, even after a thousand years, you've never managed to curb your hubris.

  [chuckles with disdain] 

  Lucien Castle : You still wander through the smog of your own self-importance. I can kill anything. Even them. Even you. And since the Ancestors have made me their champion,

  [chuckles evily] 

  Lucien Castle : they will not allow me to be detained.