Vampire Diva Diaries- New Orleans Diva

12- Spade of Kadia.

MIKAELSON COMPOUND

[Kol and Finn are still in the dining room, wearing their enchanted manacles. They talk while Finn holds a towel to his neck where Elijah bit him]

KOL: Elijah is off his bloody rocker. We need to get out of here. [He looks at Finn, who is silent] Are you gonna help me, or what?
FINN: If you were a little more clever, you would recognize that there is opportunity in our current circumstances.
KOL: Opportunity to what? Get a beating?
[Suddenly, the doors open, and Klaus walks in to join them]

Klaus: Gentleman! I apologize for keeping you waiting. Good news is, I've returned with an old friend. Someone who wants to say hello.
[Kol and Finn watch as Marcel follows Klaus into the room, looking pleased]

MARCEL: [smiles widely] Hello! [Finn rolls his eyes and sighs] How's it going, fellas?
KOL: Ah, you again. You ever get bored of getting bullied by my brother?
[Marcel chuckles as he strips off his jacket and hangs it up before rolling up his sleeves]

MARCEL: Oh, I volunteered for this.
KOL: Did ya?
MARCEL: The way I see it, you have it coming.
[He shoves Kol roughly in the chest]

MARCEL: First, you messed with Davina. [He continues pushing Kol backward] Now, I hear you wanna drag Rebekah into all this. Uh-uh. Not happening.
Klaus: [amused] Well, I'd prefer you both to join me against our mother. But, I'll happily settle for one or the other. Either way, if you continue to defy me, your lives will be reduced to an unending sequence of agonizing torture!
[Klaus smiles at them. Kol looks torn and turns to Finn, who maintains his poker face]

Klaus: So, which is it to be?
[After the break, Marcel drags Kol by his manacles into a room upstairs, where he violently shoves him into an armchair]

MARCEL: I gotta say, I'm gonna enjoy this! Out of the whole, twisted family-- [Kol tries to stand up, but Marcel shoves him back down]--Sit down!-- You were the one I liked the least.
[Kol, clearly anxious, tries to catch his breath while he considers how to best get out of this situation]

KOL: Yeah, well, there's a pretty young lady who disagrees with that opinion.
MARCEL: Then let me make myself perfectly clear-- you go near Davina again, I'm gonna cut off parts of you that you'd rather keep.
KOL: [bored] Ah, more threats. How bloody inventive. Thing is, Klaus needs me. So, that backs you into a bit of a corner, doesn't it?
MARCEL: Oh, until we get rid of your mom. I wonder what happens then?
KOL: Well, Klaus might not need me if my mother's gone, but you might!
[Marcel looks confused as Kol leans closer to him]

KOL: Come on, Marcel. You were king of the city once. Do you really think he's just gonna give it back to you?
MARCEL: [laughs] You always got an angle, don't you?
KOL: You see, individually, we can't do anything. But, together? Wow. Klaus wouldn't stand a chance.
MARCEL: [sighs] Probably not.
[Marce picks up a scalpel off of a nearby table]

MARCEL: But then, I'd have to trust you, and I don't. At least with Klaus, I know exactly what I'm getting.
KOL: [shrugs] Well, I thought you had more fortitude, Marcellus. You disappoint me.
[Marcel leans forward so he can look Kol in the eye]

MARCEL: Nobody cares for your opinion. Klaus just wants to know what you're up to. Tell me everything. Maybe you get to live. [Kol seems uninterested] If not?
[Marcel stabs Kol in the hand with his knife, pinning it to the arm of the chair, as Kol screams in pain]

MARCEL'S LOFT

[Josh and Davina are talking in Marcel's living room]

JOSH: For the record, yes, I knew what Marcel was up to, and you can hate me if you want to, but--
DAVINA: I don't hate you, Josh. I'm just sick of worrying about you. And Marcel. Most of all, I am tired of Klaus always being in the middle of it.
[She throws a dart at the dartboard on the wall]