- Hope Mikaelson: What happened? Where is she?
- Freya Mikaelson: Breathe. You're safe now.
- Hope Mikaelson: *Where is my Mom?*
- Vincent Griffith: [toasts] To Hayley.
- Marcel Gerard: May she sleep with the angels. And I'm sure she'll teach them a thing or two.
- Marcel Gerard: Greta's already their martyr. What do you think they're gonna do when they find out you murdered her daughter?
- Klaus Mikaelson: Let them come! I'm looking for a good fight!
- Klaus Mikaelson: [to the memory of Hayley, her name carved out on the tree] I don't know what to do...
- [sighs]
- Klaus Mikaelson: and I wish you were here to tell me...
- [stifles sob]
- Klaus Mikaelson: Little Wolf.
- Freya Mikaelson: People... forget the things you said. People forget the things you did. But no one ever forgets... the way you made them feel. Hayley Marshall... made me feel like I was part of a family. And when the realities of this life... became too much to bear, we shouldered them together. We laughed, we cried... When I failed, she lifted me up. And when I succeeded... she danced by my side. She did that for all of us. No one will ever be able to replace her... or feel the pain we feel at her loss. But we can honor her... with our actions... and with our words. We can love each other... the way she would have wanted us to love.
- Klaus Mikaelson: [Ivy's chanting in foreign language, chanting, chanting] What's the delay?
- Ivy: [interrupted, impatient] It's magic, not pay-per-view.
- [continues chanting]
- Ivy: Give me your hands.
- Klaus Mikaelson: [hesitates] Just be sure you don't transport me to the bottom of the Mississippi.
- Ivy: I'll do my best.