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.