04x08 - You Will Remember Me

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JOSIE: In physics,

pressure is defined as the force applied
to the surface of an object

over its area.

In psychology, pressure is expressed

as the stress associated
with the expectation to perform.

People sing about it, write about it,

collapse under it, and run from it.

- (PAGER BEEPS)
- But some of us

seem to keep chasing it.

Crap.

Don't say it, don't say it, don't...

I have to go.

I'm Dr. Josette Saltzman, or just Josie,

a surgical intern
at Mikaelson Memorial Hospital.

It was always my dream job,

ever since my sister told me it was
when I was six.

I'm so sorry.

Save that for when you miss
our date tonight.

Three times in a month
has to be a record.

- I'll be there.
- I worry about you, Dr. Saltzman.

I'm not a real doctor yet.
And you don't need to worry about me.

Well, if I don't, who will?

♪ Like I knew... ♪

Wait five minutes
before you follow me out.

My mother was a surgeon,
my father was a surgeon, and me?

I'm barely holding it together.

♪ That I'm no good ♪

♪ I cheated myself ♪

♪ Like I knew I would ♪

♪ I told you I was trouble ♪

♪ Yeah, you know that I'm no good. ♪

FINCH: This is a disaster.
Can we... wake her up or something?

Professor Vardemus says it's risky
to pull someone out mid-session.

We're supposed to let the process
finish out on its own.

FINCH: What if Hope tampered
with the therapy box?

Jo could be experiencing
something terrible.

She could be dying in there
over and over again.

She's fine.

Sure, it can be scary at times,

but if her experience
is anything like mine,

it'll be revelatory.

I don't mean to pry,

but do you mind sharing what happened
while you were in there?

A way to deal with our Hope problem.

MG: But we took our best sh*t.
Hope doesn't want our help.

Well, if Salvatore's Got No Talent
is our best sh*t,

we're in trouble.

You're lucky Hope didn't m*rder
the whole school while I was gone.

Next time might be different.

I don't believe Hope will be returning.

And what if you're wrong?

Uh, either way,
we still have to be ready.

Which is why I am going
to go train with Ethan.

You want to come with?

I'm gonna wait here.

In case she wakes up.

(DOOR OPENS)

Do you need help with your Hope plan?

I know what I need to do.

But I could use some inspiration
for the how part.

(WATER SPLASHES)

("AVE MARIA" PLAYING)

Hmm.

(BELL RINGS)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACH)

I'll take another.

And get in touch
with the rest of the Triad.

Set a meeting for later this afternoon.

We're gonna have to deal
with the Tribrid sooner than expected.

I'm sorry, is there a problem?

Three, to be exact.
And you're the first.

ALARIC: Let me make sure
I understand what you're saying.

The only way to get to Peace
is if you have a coin,

and the only way to get a coin
is if you do something good,

like reconcile with someone
from your past

or help them move on to Peace?

More or less.
Uh, we have a theory that...

Mm-mmm.

I have a theory
that the whole point of Limbo

is to atone
for the mistakes of your life.

Once you've done that,
the boat to Peace awaits.

That makes about as much sense
as anything else in this place.

NECROMANCER: It is a bit odd.

I mean, here the three of us are,

dead as decency,
yet enjoying milkshakes.

Excellent work, by the way.

Yeah, well, years of practice.
How can we taste them?

Hold them in our hands?

Why does it even matter?

Look, we have to play
the hand that we're dealt.

No, what matters
is that on my way into town,

I learned that Limbo is teeming
with scores of lost souls.

(LAUGHS):
I mean, it's practically Miami.

So if Landon's theory is correct,

there'll be no shortage of people
for us to help.

And help ourselves in doing so.

(LAUGHS)

Would you knock that off?

ALARIC: Cackling aside,
you guys have done well.

Because now that we know
the rules of the game,

we know how to cheat.

Because once we get that third coin,
oh, we're not going to Peace.

- Uh-uh.
- What?

We're gonna steal that boat and go home.

Why would we do that?
Is something wrong there?

Is Hope okay?

JOSIE: I know what you're thinking.

If this is my story,

why isn't my dad the one
the hospital's named after?

Why aren't I scrubbing in
on a coronary artery bypass graft?

Because this isn't my story. It's hers.

Dr. Hope Mikaelson,

technically an intern like me,
but already a legend here.

You're drooling on the glass again.

JOSIE: I'm learning. Which is exactly
what you should be doing.

She's helping pioneer a new technique.

I told you to knock if it was important.

Hope Mikaelson being annoyingly perfect
is just Tuesday.

Look at how steady she is.

So focused and in control.

It's like she doesn't even feel
the pressure.

Whatever. Wake me if she screws up.

(MONITOR BEEPING STEADILY)

(SQUISH)

(ALARMS BEEPING)

Oh, my God.

HOPE: You don't look so good.

You should get out of the sun.
You're getting a little pruney.

Incendia!

You know, if you just would've
talked to me before attacking,

I would've told you that this candle's
nullifying our magic,

but I still have my vampire
and werewolf powers.

Because you are an affront
to nature herself.

I'm not the one who's using black magic
to stay young.

Not very natural.

My vanity aside, you are cursed, child.

A Tribrid was never meant to exist,

and sullies the bloodlines
of all three species.

So, k*ll me if you must,

but there will be no hiding
from your fate.

Do I look like I'm hiding?

Why don't you tell me
where the vampire and the werewolf

that you're working with are?

I can have this conversation
with them, too.

And if I do, I will be just as dead.

Ours is an unbreakable alliance.

And any act of treason
is punishable by...

Fire. Yes, I know.

Except you're the witch.

You bound that covenant spell
in the first place.

You're not dumb enough
to put your life on the line.

You're bluffing.

And to keep
with the poker metaphor, I call.

I am warning you, Miss Mikaelson.

The Alpha will tear out
your blasphemous tongue.

And I'm warning you, Agatha St. Clair,

you're just giving me ideas.

You will find the others at the...

- (SIZZLING)
- (SCREAMING)

Crap.

Oh, integrity.

I don't miss it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Damn, Agatha.

Guessing you had a run-in
with the Tribrid?

Yeah, we met.

And she was kind enough to tell me
where your little werewolf den is,

but it was pretty hard to decipher

given all the screaming
that she was doing.

I'm looking for a Greg?

Yeah, well, you found him.

And my entire pack, princess.

(LOW GROWLING)

So is there anything you want to say
before we do what predators do?

- I'm here to challenge you.
- Yeah, no crap.

Officially. To an alpha challenge.

Yeah, you can't do that.

They seem to disagree.

Pack animals, am I right?

JOSIE: We call him Dr. Death,

because he can k*ll your career
with the snap of his fingers.

The only person
even Hope is terrified of.

Also known as...

Dr. Ted. What happened to Hope?

Dr. Mikaelson is resting.
And you should be working, Dr. Saltzman.

Is she gonna be okay?

She has a rare genetic condition
called CMT.

I believe
it's what's causing her tremors.

How do you treat CMT?

You don't. Now get back to work.

And make sure that butcher
of a sister of yours

hasn't minced any of her patients
on your way.

Dr. Ted, Hope is the best surgeon
that we have by a mile.

Think of all the lives
that she could save.

If you give up on her,
you're basically giving up

on all the people
that she could help one day.

We are doctors, not dreamers.

We deal in hard facts
and science, not emotion.

You're letting your friendship with her

get in the way of your judgment.

But we all depend on her.
We'll fall apart without her.

No. No one is indispensable.

And like it or not,

Dr. Mikaelson's career
in surgery is over.

- ALARIC: Please forgive me, sir.
- (GROWLS)

I had no idea about the land mine.

If I had, I would've warned you
before it blew up in your face.

Since when are there monsters in Limbo?

Oh, I've been pondering that myself
while you were failing.

Perhaps they've always gone here,
just like us.

Or it could be a result
of Malivore's destruction.

Well, either way, we're not
sticking around long enough to find out.

Of course not. I mean,
you clearly excel at making amends.

(LAUGHS)

I-It just might be useful
to find someone you've wronged

that isn't a fish.

LANDON: Way ahead of you.

(CHUCKLES): Vera.

Alaric Saltzman. Elizabeth's father.

How can he help me?

Oh.

(WHOOSH)

- (CRASH)
- ETHAN: Aw...

Oh, come on.

(LOCKER DOORS RATTLING)

Okay, not exactly
what we were going for.

Where's...

Fake Pedro?
I'm pretty sure I just k*lled him.

Yeah, apparently, my powers only work
in high-pressure situations

or when Malivore's controlling me.

It's good that you're clutch,

but true clutch
is being able to do it every time.

That's why we call it practice.
Let's run it again.

This isn't exactly what I had in mind

when you said we'd work on my powers.

How is this any of this
gonna help in the fight against Hope?

We are not fighting her yet.

And if it ever comes to that,

your most valued skill
is your ability to get people to safety.

Cool. Safety Guy.

No wonder that superhero name
isn't taken.

Uh, Rescue Guy. All right?

And the greatest offense
is a good defense.

That's not even the phrase.

Sorry to interrupt weird bro time,
but I need you.

Then I'll help.
Uh, but I did promise Ethan that I'd...

I wasn't talking to you.

You got a sec?

Good thing I'm Rescue Guy, huh?

(LAUGHS SOFTLY)

LANDON: Where are you taking me?

You sure about this?

You and me have been done for,
like, almost a year.

Oh, we're done. I just need your help.

Well, actually, Hope does.

She and I are also done, remember?

But you still love her.

Sure. Some part of me always will.

Well, then, I need to talk to that part,

because Dr. Death thinks that she has
some rare genetic condition,

and he's gonna go to the board
to revoke her license.

But I have an idea,

and it involves
going into the old personnel files.

Which interns don't have access to.

But an attending does.

We could both lose our jobs.

And this hospital,
with her family name on it,

could lose her.

So that's a risk I'm willing to take.

Are you?

Thank you.

Wait five minutes
before you follow me out.

Yeah, okay.

- (GRUNTING)
- (PACK SHOUTING)

(GROWLS)

Had enough?

Now that you mention it, yeah.

Douchebag in the corner pocket.

(GREG GASPING)

(GRUNTING)

Loser racks.

(ALL EXCLAIM)

Our alpha's dead.

Long live the alpha.

HOPE: Now that I'm your alpha,
you have to do whatever I say, right?

- Of course.
- Then get up.

We're wolves, not royalty.

Tell me where the vampire is.
I'm assuming you've met them all.

We're branded. If we do tell...

Rules are rules, remember?

(BIRDS SQUAWKING)

Yes?

More like a giant no.

I'm looking for the vampire
who lives here.

You're not looking at much of anything.

You must be Miss Mikaelson.

Why don't you just, um,
run along and tell that vampire

that I've already k*lled
the witch and the wolf

before this gets any creepier.

The mistress of the house
has been expecting you

and extends you every courtesy.

Please come in.

This is insane.

You actually expect me to forgive you

for running a supernatural school
in our town

and not telling any of the people
whose lives it destroyed?

Including my daughter.

It's a lot. (CHUCKLES) Yeah.

But I'm here to make peace.
For both of our sakes.

Once again, your application is denied.

I don't care
about this stupid, little coin

that you keep talking about,
Dr. Saltzman.

My daughter was eaten by a giant spider.

In my defense, I was only learning
about the existence of monsters

at the time of Dana's...

consumption.

But let's talk about you.
I didn't even know that you had d*ed.

Of a broken heart. And lung cancer.

- Oh.
- How are you not in hell?

ALARIC: Well, because, technically,

hell was a creation
of a psychic named Cade,

and it's since been destroyed.

Oh, I beg to differ. This is hell.

Why do you even bother apologizing

if you clearly don't think
you've done anything wrong?

She's got a point.

Not helping, Landon.

Ms. Lilien,

you're being kind of hypocritical,
don't you think?

What is that supposed to mean?

You are trapped in Limbo

because you are one of the two
most miserable people

that ever walked the face of the earth.

And the other is your daughter.

So you've never met yours?

- Lizzie's got nothing to do with this.
- Oh!

That is the first thing that you've said
that I actually agree with.

As erratic and intolerable
as I find Elizabeth...

I forgive her.

She's only screwed-up
because you're her father.

Uh-uh.

You being stuck here
with all your regrets

is exactly what you deserve.

Hey, stud.
Which way did you say that boat was?

It's just back the way we came.

- Out of my way, creep!
- (GRUNTS)

What are you taking her side for?
I thought we were on the same team.

We are.

I'll go find someone else
you can apologize to.

(ALARIC SIGHS)

We're never getting out of here.

Oh, on the contrary.

I believe I know exactly
who you need to talk to.

(PANTING)

If you've come for inspiration,

I'm afraid you're going to have to wait.

Actually, I just came to vent.
But this looks therapeutic, too.

(MG GRUNTS)

Elizabeth problems?

I'm just a little worried about her.

I mean, she grabbed Ethan
to help her with her mysterious plan.

And I guess that bothered me, too.

Hope was right.

Being the leader's... lonely.

Sometimes the right decisions
are the hardest ones to make.

Speaking of which,
Elizabeth asked me to inspire her.

Maybe I'm a bad friend,

but I don't trust
that she's thinking clearly yet,

so I turned her down.

(SIGHS)

Uh, you're not being a bad friend.
You're protecting her from herself.

Do you mind if I ask
your opinion on something?

Although it may feel
like a burden to you.

What kind of burden?

(SIGHS) This tree
is the magical loophole nature created

when Hope became the Tribrid.

It is deadly to her.

Are you saying...

This is the only thing on this planet
that can k*ll her.

Yeah, that was it.

Should I destroy it
in order to protect Hope

or begin sharpening it
to protect the world from her?

When Hope was back at the school...

she handed me a sword
to see if I had the guts to k*ll.

And she said that I was weak as a leader

because I wouldn't go that far.

And she was right.

I won't go that far, no matter what.

Hope is one of us,
even if she doesn't know it.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

So I say burn it.

(SPEAKS YORUBA)

LIZZIE: Invisique saeclum.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

NECROMANCER:
What on earth are you doing here?

You're not scheduled to scrub in
for this procedure.

- Take over.
- Yes, Doctor.

Your diagnosis was wrong.

CMT passes from father to daughter,

so if Hope has it,
then her dad had to have it, too.

Now, Dr. Klaus Mikaelson
was tested for CMT

after he lost a patient
on the table years ago,

but he didn't have
any of the genetic markers.

My father signed this report
clearing him,

and my dad hated Klaus.

You don't have access to that file.

You can punish me if you want.

But whatever Hope has, it's not CMT.

She is the best of us.

Ah.

Very well. You may tell the staff
to stop cleaning out her locker.

(CHUCKLES)

On your way to clean out yours.

Dr. Mikaelson
has a bright future here in surgery,

but yours is over.

(FIRE CRACKLING)

WOMAN: I see him in you.

Who, the pig?

Well, I guess this relationship's off
to a rocky start.

But don't worry.
I know exactly how it ends.

WOMAN: I was speaking of Niklaus.

What do you know about my father?

Everything... little bird.

For my name is Aurora De Martel.

I'm sorry. Who?

Um, Aurora.

Daughter of the Count De Martel.
First vampire of Rebekah's sire line.

Your father's lover.

And his greatest enemy.

The object of his art,
his desire and his depthless scorn.

Surely, he must have mentioned me.

Klaus was the most feared vampire
on the planet,

and yet he put me
in a wall to desiccate.

And when that failed to hold me,

your stupid mother conspired
to trap me in an endless slumber.

Right. Now that you mention it,
I think I do remember who you are.

You were left under a rug
in a spare room of the family compound.

Sort of like an old lamp
no one knew what to do with.

You know, it's your family's arrogance

that allowed the fools
that were my partners in Triad

to rescue me
without so much as being noticed.

(GASPS) Thank you ever so much
for k*lling them, by the way.

But you will answer
for the disrespect I have been shown.

Rest assured,

I know exactly what to do with you,
miracle child.

Oh, really? Well, you can't k*ll me.

So, if that's a part
of your master plan...

Death... lasts but a moment.

No.

You will wear the fate
your father deserved.

HOPE: I've been waiting for you.

They told me what you did.

You saved my career.

I don't know how I can thank you.

You can start by telling me the truth.

About what?

Found that in your locker.
You do have CMT.

I can explain.

Even a mediocre intern like me
can figure out this one.

You were taking PXT
to control the symptoms,

and you ran out of your prescription,

which was in somebody else's name,
obviously.

And you scrubbed into that surgery

knowing the risk that you were taking
with an innocent life.

Are you gonna tell anyone?

Unless you telling me why you did it
convinces me otherwise.

Why did you risk
everything that you had?

HOPE:
So, this has all been about my father?

He dumped you. Get over it.

Repairing the sort of damage

I have experienced
at the hands of your father

is not so simple.

Klaus destroyed my life,

my very sanity
over the course of centuries.

So can you imagine my disappointment
when I was woken up

and learned that he had taken
the coward's way out for you.

Well, I guess now would be a good time

to tell you that my humanity is off,

so guilt-tripping me is just about
as impossible as k*lling me.

Then you're also a coward.

But perhaps what I have

planned for you will fix
that little problem, too.

Well, I'll give you this much.

You're great
at underwhelming revelations.

Yeah, am I supposed to be impressed?

Do you know nothing
of importance, child?

I'm tempted to say that I do
just so you'll stop talking.

This blade was imbued with black magic
by a witch named Papa Tunde.

It's one of four bones
culled from the Hollow.

Oh, I see that name
rings a bell, at least.

The Hollow is ancient history.
Almost like you're about to be.

This blade all but broke your father.

Do you think yourself so strong as him?

You know, I'll tell you what.

Why don't you come at me
with that thing. Let's find out.

Darling, no, that wouldn't be
very sporting, would it?

I'm royalty, after all,
and you are my guest.

This is my home,
so I hold the high ground.

It's only fair
that I give you a head start.

(GRUNTS)

You want to play games?

Tag. You're it.

I've known that I'm supposed
to be a surgeon

since the day that I was born.

(EXHALES)

That destiny, it's all I've ever known.

I mean, every moment of my life
has been pushing me towards it.

I don't even know who I'd be without it.

That's your father talking. (SCOFFS)

He had the condition, too, didn't he?

He must've hid it from my dad
or faked his test results somehow.

My dad didn't fake anything.
Your father did.

He knew about my dad's CMT.
He covered it up.

That's a lie. My dad would never...

Of course he would.

Same reason my dad lied.
Same reason I did.

Keeping that secret,

it was the best way
to help the greatest number of people.

(CHUCKLES): Sick or not,
this hospital needed my dad.

His innovation
kept the research money coming in,

just like mine will.

Don't worry.

I'll tell the board how crucial it is
to reinstate you.

I don't want to stay.

I thought that if I didn't
live up to my legacy...

not for me,
but for everyone else, that...

that it would ruin my life.

But when I was fired today,

I just felt... relief.

At first, I didn't understand why.

But I get it now.

I've been trying to live up
to your standard, too.

Ever since we started working together,

I always thought that you were
so much better than me.

But you feel that pressure, too.

And that pressure has caused you
to lose your way.

And I just don't want that for me.

I still want to be a doctor.
To help people.

But, um, I can't do that to the best
of my ability at this hospital.

There's too much history.

Too much pressure.
Too many expectations.

Too many people that I love

that are always
in desperate need of help.

_

I felt the need to live up to the school

that was literally created for me.

And the pressure to save
the school and my friends

means that I will never live
a life of my own.

What are you talking about?
This is a hospital, not a school.

Actually... it's a therapy box.

And, um, if I'm gonna help
the real you out there...

I need to leave.

I think the wrong one of us
is in this hospital bed.

Just rest, Hope.

I finally figured out
how I'm gonna fix this.

(DOOR OPENS)

What are you doing?
Wait, you heard what Cleo said.

That tree can k*ll Hope.

Which is exactly why we need
to salvage whatever we can.

When you said you needed my help,

you didn't mention that I would be
an accessory to m*rder.

This is self-defense.

You just heard them.
They won't fight her.

No one who's gone to this school

with Hope their whole lives can see it.

They all have a giant,
Tribrid-shaped blind spot.

But you just got here, so you don't.

And did the therapy box teach you that?

What it taught me is sometimes

doing the right thing
means people calling you a villain.

I don't know, Lizzie.

Malivore already made me a villain,
and I hated it.

I'm asking you to be a hero.

I'm going after Hope alone.

But I need someone here

who's willing to protect everyone
who won't protect themselves.

Who will do whatever it takes
to finish the job

just in case I fail.

What if I phase out of here
and warn MG and Cleo instead?

You'll only be putting them
in more danger.

And I can't have that.

Is that a thr*at?

The only person I want to hurt is Hope.

I like you, Ethan.

So I might do a spell.

Make you forget
we ever had this conversation.

I might even be able
to give you another memory.

For all you'll know,
we walked out to the old mill.

I wanted to talk.
So you heard me out and held my hand.

It was really nice.

So I either lie to my best friend

or the best memory I have of you and me
is just a fake?

Like I said, it's your choice.

(GASPS SOFTLY)

Well, it's about time.

I was getting so bored,
I almost ate some of this crap.

There's some fresh blood
in that decanter if you'd like.

(CHUCKLES) You're crazy.

(CHUCKLES)
Yes, of course, darling. I know.

I'd like to know more about this.

I mean, I'm assuming
it's the real w*apon

being that it's the one
you att*cked me with.

The other one was merely a distraction.
A bone from that pig, actually.

Tell me what it did to my father.

Or was that a lie, too?

Burrowed into his chest,
rendering him unconscious

in a state of impossible
and unending agony.

Hmm. Almost like having
a conversation with you.

(CHUCKLES) And yet here you are,
prolonging our discussion.

Death lasts but a moment, right?

No, Hope. You have no idea
what you're doing.

You're reckless, just like your father.

Only when it comes to you.
You see, maybe you're the problem.

Then being the Tribrid
doesn't make you unique.

You're just like every other Mikaelson
I've come across.

(GRUNTS)

And just like them, I swear to you,
you will remember me.

- What is that?
- Oh, don't worry, darling.

I'll explain everything once we wake up.

(GRUNTING)

So much for defensive training.

Dumb joke.

I'm sorry about earlier. I should not
have been giving you a hard time.

No.

It's fine. You were right.

I was keeping you on defense on purpose.

But it's not because I don't trust you

or I don't think you could handle it.

It's because I don't want to see
you get hurt on the front lines.

I don't know what I'm doing
with this whole leadership thing,

but I don't think I'm the kind of leader

that'll ever be okay
with leaving one of my own behind.

Actually, that sounds
like the kind of leader

I want looking out for me.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

So, you and Lizzie, huh?

We just took a walk out to the old mill.
She just wanted to talk.

It was nice. I think.

Honestly, man,
Lizzie just has a way of confusing me.

(CHUCKLES)

I thought I might find you here.

LANDON: Sorry.
I got a little distracted.

I know I'm supposed to be finding
somebody else you pissed off,

which shouldn't be too hard.

Well, there's no need.

Because as Ted
rightfully pointed out to me,

the person I need to talk to is you.

I'm not sure I know what you mean.

I didn't know
what I'd be getting you into

when Hope and I brought you
to the Salvatore School.

When I decided that you could stay.

This school was my home.

About the only one I ever had.

Yeah, but you gave up
everything for it, Landon.

- Including your life.
- I don't regret it.

- We're good.
- Are we?

(SIGHS)

I mean, you were ready
to move on to Peace

until me and my big mouth showed up.

And of course I wanted you
to tell me what happened.

I want to find a way back to Hope.

To help her.

But to do that,

you have to give up everything
all over again.

I just thought we'd already
done enough, you know?

That me and Hope deserved
to have the choice we made matter.

(SIGHS)

To be happy even though
we couldn't do it together.

I mean, we fought
our stupid fate for so long.

And we fulfilled it.

(SCOFFS SOFTLY)

So now...

I have no idea
what the hell I'm supposed to do.

I know.

And I'm sorry.

♪ ♪

JOSIE: It's not unlike me to get
so caught up in what other people need

that I miss what's really happening.

I let everything go today

to do something
that I thought was right.

And for the first time in a long time,
I could see myself clearer.

("NOT FOR ME" BY SARAH PROCTOR PLAYING)

- ♪ I think back to school ♪
- (CHUCKLES)

♪ I never knew... ♪

I pulled an action figure
out of a toddler's throat today,

and somehow this is weirder.

I told you I'd show up.

No crisis to run off to?

I didn't say that.

But it can wait a little bit.

♪ Until you came right out and said ♪

♪ You're just not for me ♪

♪ Got different stories, it's just... ♪

You know what this means, right?

We might actually have a for real,
like, not even kidding,

like, honest-to-God date night.

- ♪ Kept me up all night... ♪
- (CHUCKLES)

I'm gonna run back inside,

change into something
with less kid saliva on it,

and we'll go.

♪ You're just not for me... ♪

Don't move.

♪ You're just not for me... ♪

JOSIE:
I think it was Queen who got it right.

Pressure is the terror of knowing
what the world is about.

(WHISPERS): Solus.

♪ Your type ♪

♪ Couldn't be further from me... ♪

The only way to prevent everything
from going boom...

♪ And for the first time... ♪

...is to let that pressure go.

♪ And it hurts me ♪

♪ Even more when no one knows ♪

♪ I guess it was all in my head ♪

Don't you leave me like that again.

♪ You're just not for me ♪

♪ Got different stories ♪

♪ It's just put you
in a right mess, I'm sorry ♪

♪ You're just not for me. ♪

(FIRE CRACKLING)

What did you do to me?

Isn't it obvious?

I tricked you, little bird.

Thanks to a little magic
from dear, departed Agatha.

She's been watching you
a long time, Hope.

That's how she knew to make the Trident.

You didn't s*ab me
with Papa Tunde's blade.

That was destroyed
in order to raise the Hollow.

If only you weren't so ignorant
and knew your family history,

you might still inhabit this tiny body.

Yours isn't so roomy, either.

That's been the least of its problems.

Does the back of your neck itch,
by any chance?

But you betrayed Triad.
You should've b*rned with the others.

I did no such thing.

I merely manipulated you
into k*lling them.

Magic and loopholes and... so it goes.

I want my body back.

That body's ancient and powerful
by vampiric standards.

But is it any match for the Tribrid
without my mind in it?

Tell you what.
Come at me, and let's find out.

(CHUCKLES)

I'm quite cute when I'm angry.

(KNOCK ON DOOR)

(DOOR CLOSES)

I thought you might want to know
that Josie's awake.

And the reason I chose
not to inspire you today.

Your inspo well was dry. I get it.

That was a lie.

The truth is I turned you away

because I was afraid
you were not being honest.

And I was worried
about what I might inspire you to do.

Which was, in turn,
not very honest of me.

I became aware of a w*apon
that can k*ll the Tribrid.

Instead of telling anyone,
I kept it to myself,

too afraid of what others
might choose to do with it.

But in doing that, I chose for you.

I destroyed it.

You did the right thing.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

That was not the reaction I expected.

I've been in a dark place.

If I'd known about a w*apon
that could hurt Hope,

I might have done something awful.

We're good, Cleo. Thank you.

♪ ♪