Caroline: Are you going to kill me?
Klaus: On your birthday? Do you really think that low of me?
Caroline: Yes.
Klaus: Oh, that looks bad. My apologies. You're what's known as collateral damage. It's nothing personal. I love birthdays.
Caroline: Yeah. Aren't you like...A billion or something?
Klaus: We have to adjust your perception of time when you become a vampire, Caroline. Celebrate the fact that you're no longer bound by trivial human conventions. You're free.
Caroline: No. I'm dying.
Klaus: And I could let you die... If that's what you want. If you really believe your existence has no meaning. I've thought about it myself once or twice over the centuries, truth be told. But I'll let you in on a little secret. There's a whole world out there waiting for you, great cities and art and music... Genuine beauty. And you can have all of it. You can have a thousand more birthdays. All you have to do is ask.
Caroline: I don't want to die.
Klaus: There you go, sweetheart. Have at it. Happy birthday, Caroline.
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