Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

No. But I have better.

- I'm gonna call the minute I find her. - You can't do this alone.

- Did you send it to Stefan? - Yeah.

- You mean when I was more like you? - Yes, Stefan, exactly.

- Tell me where it is. - It doesn't work that way.

Alaric sure likes his weapons.

He seemed really freaked out, and, honestly...

- You okay? - I'm okay.

- Nope. But I'm late. - Hey.

But I think you need mine.

Elijah may be dead, but this isn't over.

- Damon, don't go there. - No, I just have to say it once.

I hate sitting here waiting like this.

Because what I'm about to say is...

...might save your mom some time.

- Not good. - How's your mom?

I'm not joking. I've been drinking a little every day.

Enough, Stef. It's late. No need to rehash that.

- What are you? - I'm a vampire.

Bonnie. Bonnie. Bonnie.

- All right, then I won't come out. - So noble, Stefan.

- Please, I'm hurt. - I know.

It's the first I've heard of it.

- Then I'll protect her. - Please, Damon.

He made the same mistake countless others did. He trusted Katerina Petrova.

I'm not leaving here until you tell me the truth.

I'm all alone in this.

You're blood-related. It'll make the connection stronger.

- Tyler, what's happening? - Get away.