Rebekah: Our brother needs us and you scamper off like a rodent?
Kol: Oh, you're one to talk. Shouldn't you be planning your next epic jilt of dear Marcel? You know, happiness is a choice you're incapable of accepting.
Rebekah: Go to hell, Kol.
Kol: No, dear sister. I am going home to the woman I love instead of wallowing in this toxic codependent nightmare we call family. You know, that man has daggered us more times than can be counted so if this is Niklaus's way of finally biting the big one, we should be celebrating.
Rebekah: What I'm celebrating is the fact that he has matured. For once in his narcissistic life he's doing something for the rest of us. If we turn our backs on him now then we are no better than the monster he's been to us.
Kol: I never said I was better. Are you all bought into always and forever? I didn't.
Rebekah: You really don't care?
Kol: I don't.
