Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I hate sitting here waiting like this.
Because what I'm about to say is...
Alaric sure likes his weapons.
...might save your mom some time.
I'm not leaving here until you tell me the truth.
You're blood-related. It'll make the connection stronger.
Mom?
I'm all alone in this.
He seemed really freaked out, and, honestly...
- Did you send it to Stefan? - Yeah.
- You okay? - I'm okay.
- Tell me where it is. - It doesn't work that way.
- I'm gonna call the minute I find her. - You can't do this alone.
- Tyler, what's happening? - Get away.
- All right, then I won't come out. - So noble, Stefan.
I'm not joking. I've been drinking a little every day.
Bonnie.
- Please, I'm hurt. - I know.
But why me?
- Not good. - How's your mom?
- What are you? - I'm a vampire.
Elijah may be dead, but this isn't over.
It's the first I've heard of it.
- Then I'll protect her. - Please, Damon.
No. But I have better.
Bonnie. Bonnie. Bonnie.
He made the same mistake countless others did. He trusted Katerina Petrova.
- You mean when I was more like you? - Yes, Stefan, exactly.
Forever.
- Nope. But I'm late. - Hey.
Oh, please.
- Damon, don't go there. - No, I just have to say it once.
Enough, Stef. It's late. No need to rehash that.
But I think you need mine.