Damon Salvatore: You know, I came in this town wanting to destroy it. Tonight... I found myself wanting to protect it. How does that happen? I'm not a hero, Elena. I don't do good. It's not in me.
Elena Gilbert: Maybe it is.
Damon Salvatore: No. No, that's reserved for my brother and you and Bonnie. Even though she has every reason to hate me, still helped Stefan save me.
Elena Gilbert: Why do you sound so surprised?
Damon Salvatore: She did it for you. Which means somewhere along the way... you decided that I was worth saving. And I wanted to thank you... for that.
Elena Gilbert: You're welcome.
(Damon kisses her on a cheek and then they kiss)
Jeremy Gilbert: Anna said that vampires don't have to feel pain. That they could turn it off if they shut out their humanity.
Damon Salvatore: That's very true.
Jeremy Gilbert: Is it easier that way?
Damon Salvatore: Is what easier?
Jeremy Gilbert: Life.
Damon Salvatore: Life sucks either way, Jeremy. If you're a vampire, you don't have to feel bad if you don't want to.
Jeremy Gilbert: Is that what you did?
Damon Salvatore: I did it for... I did it for a very long time. And life was a lot easier.
Stefan Salvatore: Why didn't you tell me?
Damon Salvatore: I didn't want you to know. Because I hated you, and I still do.
Stefan Salvatore: I know.
Damon Salvatore: But not because you forced me to turn.
Stefan Salvatore: Then why?
Damon Salvatore: Because she turned you. It was just supposed to be me, Stefan. Just me.
Stefan Salvatore: Oh, God. I shouldn't be here.
Damon Salvatore: Come on. Don't be a downer. It's a party for founding families. That would be us. It would be rude to skip it.
Stefan Salvatore: I really liked you a whole lot better when you hated everybody.
Damon Salvatore: Oh, I still do. I just love that they love me.
Damon Salvatore: You're not going in the house.
Elena Gilbert: You can't stop me. It's Stefan we're talking about here. You don't understand.
Damon Salvatore: Oh, I understand, I understand. He's the reason you live. His love lifts you up where you belong. I get it.
Elena Gilbert: Can you just not joke around for two seconds?
Damon Salvatore: I can't protect you, Elena. I don't know how many vampires are in there. That's how long (snaps his fingers) it takes to get your head ripped off. I have to get in and get out. I can't be distracted with your safety. Or this will end up a bloodbath that none of us walk away from... including Stefan. I know. I get it. I understand.