Lydia: Everything I wrote in the note is true. You may not love me, but I’ve fallen in love with you.
Lucky scoffs.
Lydia: I tried telling you, but you wouldn't believe me.
Lucky: Give me a break.
Nikolas: Let her finish.
Lydia: Could you leave us alone, please?
Lucky: No.
Nikolas: My brother can hear whatever it is you have to tell me.
Lydia: I know you think I’m a liar, that I’m incapable of any real emotions, that all I want is the money. But I swear, I'm being honest. I've been falling in love with you all along. You were just too busy with Emily to notice, but it didn't stop me from noticing. You have strength, character. You're tender, you're smart. You actually know what it means to be a gentleman, and you act accordingly. That's a rare quality, Nikolas. If you didn't want me to fall for you, you should've never let me see how you treat Emily.
Lucky: You're only in it for the dollar signs.
Lydia: I'm not so shallow I’d kill myself over money. My parents and my grandparents barely acknowledged me. It didn't occur to them to love me. When you said that you never would and you walked out -- I don't know. Something in me gave up.
Nikolas: Oh, boy. Do you even know how not to lie, Lydia?
Nikolas: You staged this. You had no intention of killing yourself.
Lydia: Check the hospital records. Those weren't breath mints they pumped out of my stomach.
Nikolas: Lydia, you took just enough pills to get the desired response. You wanted me to come rushing to the hospital, drowning in guilt.
Lydia: Tell him. You were there.
Nikolas: I'll give you this much, though -- you're thorough and reckless. I won't say courageous because there's nothing particularly brave about faking suicide to get your own way.
Lydia: Believe what you want. I'm not going to defend myself to you.
Nikolas: There is no defense. You took a stupid risk.
Lucky: All right, you know what, she made a last-ditch effort and it failed. You're not going to marry her, right?
Nikolas: Yes, I am.
Lucky: Come here. What are you doing?
Nikolas: Getting married for love.
Lucky: That makes zero sense.
Nikolas: When I marry Lydia, Emily will be free. She won't -- she won't feel torn in two and she won't have to constantly reassure Zander. It's the best solution for everyone.
Lucky: You don't have to do this.
Nikolas: Yeah, well -- oh, by the way, the next time you feel the need to end it all, I’d appreciate if you'd wait until we're married so the money doesn't just go to waste.
Stefan: How's Lydia?
Nikolas: Don't worry, the bride-to-be and potential inheritance are alive and well.
Stefan: How are you really feeling?
Lydia: Peachy.
Stefan: Ah. You know, Lydia’s been through a terrible ordeal. She doesn't need predators hovering around her.
Lucky: Well, then don't stay too long.
Door closes.
Stefan: I'm impressed. Your faking a suicide could be just the push Nikolas needs to go through with the wedding.
Lydia: What makes you so sure I faked it?
Nikolas: Thank you for helping her.
Lucky: She got closer to the edge than she wanted to. She was faking, but she could've ended up in a coma.
Nikolas: Yeah, I -- I know. I keep trying to remind myself that this isn't her fault. You know, I mean, Lydia didn't ask her grandfather to set up the will so she'd have to marry me, and I'm sure she's not enjoying being caught up in all my uncle's insane plots and schemes.
Lucky: You know what, don't tell me you're feeling sorry for her.
Nikolas: No, I just understand that she's in an impossible situation.
Lucky: Well, that doesn't mean you have to marry her to get her out of it.
Nikolas: I'm not marrying her to get her out of it. I'm marrying her --
Lucky: Marrying Lydia for Emily. I heard you the first time, and I didn't believe you then. We both know you'll never be able to get through this wedding.
Stefan: Lydia, why keep up the pretense? I know you staged the overdose.
Lydia: Are you implying I can't have real emotions?
Stefan: Real emotions are something you exploit in other people.
Lydia: Oh. The way you exploit the nephew you claim to love so much?
Stefan: I do love Nikolas.
Lydia: If you did, you'd want him to be with Emily. What they have is real. Don't worry, I haven't turned into a hopeless romantic. I'll marry Nikolas -- the sooner, the better -- but the day it's done is the day you leave town. I won't let you go on manipulating me or Nikolas.
Stefan: You're in no position to give ultimatums.
Lydia: Oh, really? Push me too far, I’ll go straight to the police and tell them the real story behind Summer Halloway's tragic death.
Nikolas: If Emily and I just -- just said the hell with everything and got together, it would be doomed from the start.
Lucky: Emily loves you.
Nikolas: She loves Zander, too.
Lucky: Maybe. Maybe because of -- she feels obligated to him, because of their past.
Nikolas: Look, the only reason that Emily and I even came close to getting together was to help her push Zander away. It's all about him for her. It always will be.
Lucky: Well, who is it about for you, Nikolas? What do you need?
Nikolas: Ahem.
Stefan: Nikolas, Lydia must care about you more than you think to nearly throw her life away for you.
Nikolas: We're both throwing our life away for money.
Stefan: If you gave her a chance, you might find that you can learn to love her.
Nikolas: Look, listen, it's a waste of time trying to convince me, okay? I've already agreed. You go ahead and make the arrangements and I'll marry her tomorrow.
Lucky: For a woman who got everything she wanted, you don't seem very happy.
Lydia: I didn't get everything I wanted.
Lucky: What's missing?
Lydia: A man. A husband who loves me.
Lydia: The truth is I’m ahead of the game. I'm alive. I wouldn't be if it weren't for you.
Lucky: Well, here's what I think happened. You really didn't mean to kill yourself. You were just taking enough pills to knock yourself out cold till Nikolas came home and found you. Guess one too many pills. But that's what happens when you mix pills and booze together. You just don't think straight.
Lydia: Well, it doesn't matter now. Nikolas and I are marrying, you'll be my brother-in-law -- one big, happy family. And that is what I’ve always wanted and never had -- family.
Lucky: What, you didn't have family growing up?
Lydia: My parents died when I was very young. Separate deaths, not together. And while they were alive, they didn't have much interest in children. Or maybe just not in me.
Lucky: So you were the only child?
Lydia: My mother liked to say she was only pregnant once and that was one time too many. So, even if I can't warm my husband's cold heart, at least I’ll get my first family in the deal.
Lucky: That was a sympathy card. You didn't even know you were playing it. It was sad and nice at the same time.
Lydia: Why do you always see the worst in me?
Lucky: That way I’m never disappointed.