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- SCOTT: [voiceover] Previously on Teen Wolf...
- ALLISON: [tearfully] I swear, I won't see him again--
- ARGENT: [furiously] Never again.
- ALLISON: They won't get in our way.
- JACKSON: What's happening?
- DEREK: Your body's fighting the bite...
- GERARD: I don't suppose I can assume you'd call me "Grandpa."
- DEREK: Need a hand?
- JACKSON: What do you think she's gonna do with a set of real claws?
- GERARD: We kill them... We kill them all!
- SCOTT: What are they doing?
- DEREK: Declaring war. ("Omega")
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- ISAAC: [anxiously] Um... so far it's an A in French and a B-minus in Econ.
- MR. LAHEY: Oh. What about Chemistry?
- ISAAC: [evasively] I'm not sure...
- ISAAC: [stammering] Uh, midterms are in a few days, so it could go up...
- MR. LAHEY: Well, what's it at now?
- ISAAC: [evasively] The grade?
- MR. LAHEY: [impatiently] Uh, yeah.
- ISAAC: [lying] Uh, I'm not sure...
- MR. LAHEY: But you just said it could go up.
- ISAAC: [stammering] I just--uh, I meant generally...
- MR. LAHEY: You wouldn't be lying to me, would you, Isaac?
- ISAAC: No.
- MR. LAHEY: Then tell me your grade.
- ISAAC: I just told you, I don't know.
- MR. LAHEY: [warningly] You wanna take this little conversation downstairs?
- MR. LAHEY: No?
- MR. LAHEY: Then tell me the grade, son.
- ISAAC: [nervously] Dad, the semester's only half over--
- MR. LAHEY: [interjecting] Isaac--
- ISAAC: There's plenty of time--
- MR. LAHEY: [interjecting] Isaac--
- ISAAC: [stammering] ...It's-it's a D.
- MR. LAHEY: [calmly] All right. It's a D.
- MR. LAHEY: I'm not angry.
- MR. LAHEY: You know, I'm gonna have to find a way to punish you, though. You know, I have my responsibility as a parent. So, we'll start with something simple, like, uh...
- MR. LAHEY: Tell you what-- you do the dishes and you clean up the kitchen, okay?
- ISAAC: [relieved] Yeah.
- MR. LAHEY: Good! Because I-I'd really like to see this place spotless. Know what I'm saying?
- MR. LAHEY: [coldly] You know? I mean, this entire kitchen. Yeah!
- MR. LAHEY: Yeah, absolutely... spotless!
- MR. LAHEY: ...Well, that was your fault.
- ISAAC: [angrily] You could have blinded me!
- MR. LAHEY: [exasperatedly] Shut up! It's a scratch! It's hardly even...
- MR. LAHEY: [awestruck] Isaac?
- MR. LAHEY: Isaac!
WHITTEMORE HOUSE[]
- JACKSON: [scoffing] Freaks.
DOWNTOWN BEACON HILLS[]
- MR. LAHEY: Isaac! Isaac!
- MR. LAHEY: Isaac.
- MR. LAHEY: Isaac? Isaac?
- MR. LAHEY: [impatiently] Okay, that's enough. Let's go!
- MR. LAHEY: That's it, grab your bike and let's go!
- MR. LAHEY: Isaac?
- MR. LAHEY: Holy--
- MR. LAHEY: AHHHHH! No! No! No!
- MR. LAHEY: AHHH! NO! AHHHH! NO! NO! NO!
BEACON HILLS PRESERVE[]
- ALLISON: Hey.
- SCOTT: [anxiously] What are you doing?
- ALLISON: [confused] Just trying to find you...
- SCOTT: Did anyone see you leave?
- ALLISON: No, no one. I was careful.
- ALLISON: [frowning] What's wrong? Is it the full moon tomorrow night?
- SCOTT: No. No, it's not that. Um... I just wanted to ask you some things... about your-- um, your family. Actually, your grandfather.
- ALLISON: Okay. But, I don't really know him. I mean, he's kind of just a guy who sends a check in the mail every year for my birthday.
- SCOTT: Does he know about me? About us?
- ALLISON: No, my dad hasn't said a thing.
- ALLISON: What is it? Did something else happen?
- SCOTT: We just need to be a lot more careful now...
- ALLISON: They're not gonna split us apart.
- SCOTT: Not us.
- SCOTT: ...Sure no one followed you?
- ALLISON: [smiling] Totally, absolutely, one hundred million percent sure. My parents are out, anyways.
- SCOTT: Out?
- ALLISON: Yeah. It's date night.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- THOMAS: Can I help you?
- ARGENT: Well, I hope so, Principal Thomas. As a concerned parent, uh, I was wondering... How long has it been since your last performance review?
- THOMAS: What?
- ARGENT: We were wondering...
- VICTORIA: Are you aware there's been an alarming drop in academic achievement and test scores over the past few semesters?
- THOMAS: Excuse me?
- VICTORIA: It's led the parents of Beacon Hills to the unfortunate conclusion that you may no longer be suited to the position of school principal.
- THOMAS: [appalled] You can't fire me.
- VICTORIA: True...
- VICTORIA: But we can torture you.
RAILWAY DEPOT[]
- ISAAC: Derek? Derek!
- DEREK: What's wrong?
- ISAAC: My dad... I think he's dead...
- DEREK: [firmly] What did you do?
- ISAAC: That's the thing...
- ISAAC: It wasn't me.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- SCOTT: I'm serious! It's not like the last full moon. I don't feel the same.
- STILES: [skeptically] Oh, does that include the urge to maim and kill people like me?
- SCOTT: I swear, I don't have the urge to maim and kill you.
- STILES: You know, you say that now, but then the full moon goes up, and out come the fangs, and the claws, and there's a lot of howling and screaming and running everywhere, okay? And it's very stressful on me, and so yes, I'm still locking you up.
- SCOTT: [sighing] Okay, fine. But, I do think I'm more in control now, especially since things are good with Allison.
- STILES: [irritably] Okay, I'm aware of how good things are with Allison.
- SCOTT: [smiling] They're really good.
- STILES: [exasperatedly] I-- Thank you, I know.
- SCOTT: I mean, like, really good...
- STILES: All right, I get it! Just please, shut the hell up before I have the urge to maim and kill myself.
- SCOTT: All right. Did you get something better than handcuffs this time?
- STILES: Yeah-- much better.
- COACH: ...Part of me wants to ask... the other part says knowing will be more disturbing than anything I could ever imagine. So, I'm gonna walk away.
- STILES: That's good. That's a wise choice, Coach.
- STILES: You okay?
- STILES: Scott?
- SCOTT: There's another... In here, right now...
- STILES: Another what?
- SCOTT: Another Werewolf.
- ALLISON: You really don't remember anything?
- LYDIA: They called it a "fugue state," which is basically a way of saying, "We have no idea why you can't remember running through the woods naked for two days."
- LYDIA: But, personally, I don't care.
- LYDIA: [shrugging] I lost nine pounds.
- ALLISON: Are you ready for this?
- LYDIA: [scoffing] Please. It's not like my aunt's a serial killer.
- ALLISON: ...Maybe it's the nine pounds?
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- SCOTT: It was kind of like a scent, but I couldn't tell who it was.
- STILES: What if you can get him one-on-one? Would that help?
- SCOTT: [nodding] Yeah...
- STILES: Okay. I think I got an idea.
- MATT: You need a digital camera?
- JACKSON: Yeah. And something that can record in low light... All night long.
- MATT: [suspiciously] What are you recording?
- JACKSON: [sarcastically] Something in low light-- all night long. Do you have the camera, or not?
- MATT: You have a hundred bucks?
- JACKSON: I drive a Porsche. What do you think?
- MATT: I think your parents have a hundred bucks...
- JACKSON: [irritably] Just get me the camera.
- STILES: I told Coach you're switching with Danny for the day.
- SCOTT: [confused] But I hate playing goal.
- STILES: Remember when I said I had an idea?
- STILES: ...This is the idea.
- SCOTT: Oh.
- STILES: There we go.
- SCOTT: What's the idea?
- STILES: [exasperatedly] I seriously don't understand how you survive without me sometimes.
- COACH: [shouting] Let's go! Line it up!
- COACH: Faster! Make Daddy proud!
- SCOTT: Here we go...
- SCOTT: Let me help you up.
- COACH: McCall!
- SCOTT: Yeah?
- COACH: Usually, the goalie stays somewhere within the vicinity of the actual goal.
- SCOTT: Yes, Coach.
- COACH: Let's try it again!
- MATT: What the hell, man?
- SCOTT: [sheepishly] My bad, dude.
- COACH: McCall! The position's goalkeeper, not goal-abandoner!
- SCOTT: Sorry, Coach...
- COACH: Let's go!
- COACH: [exasperatedly] Stilinski! What the hell is wrong with your friend?
- STILES: [drolly] Uh, he's failing two classes, he's a little socially awkward, and, if you look close enough, his jaw line's kind of uneven.
- COACH: [sarcastically] That's interesting.
- COACH: Fire it up!
- DANNY: It's Armani.
- SCOTT: Huh?
- DANNY: My aftershave-- Armani.
- SCOTT: [earnestly] Oh! It's nice.
- COACH: [frustrated] McCall! You come out of that goal one more time, and you'll be doing suicide runs 'til you die! It'll be the first-ever suicide run that actually ends in a suicide! Got it?
- SCOTT: Yes, Coach.
- COACH: Yeah!
- JACKSON: Uh, Coach, my shoulder's hurting... I'm gonna-I'm gonna sit this one out...
- ISAAC: [quietly] Don't tell them. Please don't tell them.
- SCOTT: His father's dead. They think he was murdered.
- STILINSKI: Come on...
- STILES: Are they saying he's a suspect?
- SCOTT: I'm not sure. Why?
- STILES: Because they can lock him in a holding cell for twenty-four hours...
- SCOTT: Like, overnight?
- STILES: [nodding] During the full moon.
- SCOTT: How good are these holding cells at holding people?
- STILES: [grimly] People? Good. Werewolves? Probably not that good.
- SCOTT: Stiles, remember when I said I don't have the urge to maim and kill?
- STILES: Yeah...
- SCOTT: He does.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- SCOTT: Why would Derek choose Isaac?
- STILES: Peter told me that if the bite doesn't turn you, it could kill you... And maybe teenagers have a better chance at surviving?
- SCOTT: Doesn't being a teenager mean your dad can't hold him?
- STILES: Well, not unless they have solid evidence... Or a witness...
- STILES: Wait-- Danny, where's Jackson?
- DANNY: In the principal's office, talking to your dad.
- STILES: What? Why?
- DANNY: [condescendingly] Maybe because he lives across the street from Isaac?
- SCOTT: ...Witness.
- STILES: We gotta get to the principal's office.
- SCOTT: How?
- HARRIS: Everyone, please turn to page seventy-three.
- HARRIS: Who in the hell did that?
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- STILINSKI: Listen to me-- you're telling me that you knew Isaac's father was hitting him?
- JACKSON: [scoffing] Hitting him? He was kicking the crap out of him.
- STILINSKI: Did you ever say anything to anyone? A teacher? Parents? Anyone?
- JACKSON: [shrugging] Nope. It's not my problem.
- STILINSKI: [sarcastically] No. No, of course not. You know, it's funny that the kids getting beaten up are always the ones who least deserve it.
- JACKSON: Yeah.
- JACKSON: ...Wait, what?
- STILINSKI: I think we're done here.
- STILINSKI: Hi, Scott.
- SCOTT: H-- yeah...
- GERARD: Boys... Come on in.
- GERARD: Scott McCall... Academically not the most accomplished, but I see you have become quite the star athlete!
- GERARD: Mr. Stilinski... Oh, perfect grades, but little to no extracurriculars. Maybe you should try lacrosse?
- STILES: Oh, actually, I'm already--
- GERARD: [interrupting] Hold on... McCall. You're the Scott that was dating my granddaughter.
- SCOTT: [anxiously] We were dating, but not anymore. Not dating, not seeing any of each other, or doing anything with each other at all...
- GERARD: Relax, Scott. You look like you're about to crack a cyanide pill with your teeth.
- SCOTT: [awkwardly] Just a hard breakup...
- GERARD: Oh, that's too bad. You seem like a pretty nice kid to me.
- GERARD: Now, listen, guys. Yes, I am the principal, but I really don't want you to think of me as the enemy.
- STILES: Heh, is that so?
- GERARD: However, this being my first day, I do need to support my teachers. So, unfortunately, someone is going to have to take the fall and stay behind for detention.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL[]
- LYDIA: It's just... We haven't really talked since that night, and well--
- LYDIA: Jackson, can you, like, look at me for half a second?
- LYDIA: [sighing] They said if you hadn't found me and carried me back, I could have died... So, I just... I wanted to say thank you.
- JACKSON: [coldly] Lydia, we're not getting back together.
- LYDIA: What?
- JACKSON: And just because I kept you from bleeding out on a field once, don't expect me to come running every time you start screaming.
- LYDIA: [confused] I never said--
- JACKSON: [interrupting] I'm not responsible for you, okay? But, I will give you one piece of advice-- if I were you, I'd stay home tonight.
- LYDIA: What does that mean?
- LYDIA: What's tonight?
- JACKSON: [smirking] It's a full moon.
- DEREK: Get in.
- SCOTT: [incredulously] Are you serious? You did that. That's your fault.
- DEREK: [sighing] I know that. Now get in the car and help me.
- SCOTT: No, I've got a better idea. I'm gonna call a lawyer, because a lawyer might actually have a chance of getting him out before the moon goes up.
- DEREK: [impatiently] Not when they do a real search of the house.
- SCOTT: What do you mean?
- DEREK: Whatever Jackson said to the cops, what's in the house is worse-- a lot worse.
ARGENT HOUSE[]
- GERARD: I'm not interested in whether they locked up a sixteen-year-old kid-- I'm interested in what's going to happen to that sixteen-year-old kid when the moon hits its peak tonight. Do we have proof?
- ARGENT: Is the next step killing him?
- GERARD: The next step is eliminating the threat. Do we have proof?
- ARGENT: I haven't been in history class for a while, but I'm pretty sure straight-up genocide hasn't worked out too often.
- GERARD: [impatiently] Do we have proof, or not?
- ARGENT: Not irrefutable...
- ARGENT: [sighing] But not insignificant. The driver's side door of Lahey's car was pried off.
- GERARD: Pried off?
- ARGENT: Ripped off.
WHITTEMORE HOUSE[]
- MATT: I'm starting to feel a little weird about this...
- JACKSON: No, no, no, no-- what you're feeling is a hundred dollars richer. Give me the camera and go buy yourself another fancy lens, or light meter, or whatever gives your photography geeks a hard-on.
- MATT: [hesitantly] This doesn't have anything to do with Allison, does it?
- MATT: I saw you two at the dance the other night, and I kind of figured that you two, were... you know... together.
- JACKSON: [mockingly] Aw, you have a little thing for Allison, Matt? A little-a little crush?
- MATT: No...
- JACKSON: You think I'm gonna waste my time by doing something as unbelievably ordinary as making a sex tape?
- MATT: ...Then, what are you doing?
- JACKSON: Documenting history-- my history. And I want to be able to see it happening. All of it.
- JACKSON: You'll get it back tomorrow.
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- SCOTT: If Isaac didn't kill his father, who did?
- DEREK: I don't know yet.
- SCOTT: Then how do you know he's telling the truth?
- DEREK: [impatiently] Because I trust my senses. And it's a combination of them-- not just your sense of smell.
- SCOTT: [sheepishly] You saw the lacrosse thing today...
- DEREK: Yeah.
- SCOTT: Did it look that bad?
- DEREK: Yeah.
ARGENT HOUSE[]
- ALLISON: Sorry...
- ARGENT: Allison?
- GERARD: Come in. We'd like to talk to you.
- ALLISON: I'm supposed to study with Lydia. I really don't have time to chat.
- ARGENT: Actually, that's who we want to talk to you about, sweetheart.
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- DEREK: You wanna learn? Let's start now.
- SCOTT: What's down there?
- DEREK: Motive.
- SCOTT: And what am I looking for?
- DEREK: Follow your senses.
- SCOTT: What happened down here?
- DEREK: The kind of thing that leaves an impression.
- DEREK: Open it.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL / ARGENT HOUSE[]
- STILES: [on the phone] Hey, sorry, Harris literally just let me out of detention-- literally-- and he had my phone the whole frickin' time.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] Well, we need to do something right now. They were asking me all these questions about Lydia and how she was bitten by Peter, and then they sent this guy out...
- STILES: [on the phone] Wait, what guy?
- ALLISON: [on the phone] He was dressed as a Sheriff's deputy.
- STILES: [on the phone] ...They're sending him to the station for Isaac.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] He was also carrying this box with something on it. Like, um, like, a carving or something...
- STILES: [on the phone] What was it?
- ALLISON: [on the phone] Hold on, hold on... It's in one of these books...
- ALLISON: [on the phone] I'm taking a picture.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] Did you get it?
- STILES: [on the phone] Yeah. Wolfsbane.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] What does that mean?
- STILES: [on the phone] It means they're gonna kill him.
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- SCOTT: This is why he said yes to you.
- DEREK: Everyone wants power.
- SCOTT: If we help you, then you have to stop. You can't just go around turning people into Werewolves!
- DEREK: I can if they're willing.
- SCOTT: Did you tell Isaac about the Argents? About being hunted?
- DEREK: [impatiently] Yes. And he still asked.
- SCOTT: Then he's an idiot.
- DEREK: [frustrated] And you're the idiot dating Argent's daughter.
- DEREK: Yeah, I know your little secret... And, if I know, how long do you think it's gonna take for them to find out?
- DEREK: You saw what happens to an Omega. With me, you learn how to use all of your senses. With me, you learn control-- even on a full moon.
- SCOTT: If I'm with you, I lose her.
- DEREK: You're gonna lose her anyway. You know that.
- SCOTT: Wait--
- SCOTT: I'm not part of your pack... But I want him out. He's my responsibility, too.
- DEREK: Why? Because he's one of us?
- SCOTT: Because he's innocent.
DOWNTOWN BEACON HILLS[]
- STILES: [on the phone] Hey, did you slow him down?
- ALLISON: [on the phone] You could say that...
- STILES: [on the phone] All right. Well, uh, I'm headed to the station right now.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] Where's Scott?
- STILES: [on the phone] Isaac's.
- ALLISON: [on the phone] Does he have a plan?
- STILES: [on the phone] Yeah, but not a very good one, and unfortunately, we don't really have time to come up with anything better...
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- ALLISON: Scott?
- ALLISON: Are you sure we have to do this?
- SCOTT: [quietly] Yes.
- ALLISON: Where?
- SCOTT: Please-- I don't want to hurt you.
BEACON COUNTY SHERIFF'S STATION[]
- STILES: Okay. Now, the keys to every cell are in a password-protected lock-box in my father's office. The problem is getting past the front desk.
- DEREK: I'll distract her.
- STILES: [interrupting] Whoa, whoa, whoa! You? You're not going in there.
- STILES: ...I'm taking my hand off.
- DEREK: I was exonerated.
- STILES: You're still a person of interest.
- DEREK: An innocent person.
- STILES: [appalled] An--
- STILES: [exasperatedly] You? Yeah, right!
- STILES: [sighing] Okay, fine. What's your plan?
- DEREK: [impatiently] To distract her.
- STILES: [nodding] Uh-huh. How? By punching her in the face?
- STILES: Ungh!
- DEREK: [sarcastically] Heh. By talking to her.
- STILES: [skeptically] Okay. All right. Give me a sample. What are you gonna open with?
- STILES: [sarcastically] Dead silence. That should work beautifully. Any other ideas?
- DEREK: [snidely] I'm thinking about punching you in the face...
- DEPUTY: Good evening, how can I help...
- DEPUTY: ...You?
- DEREK: [smiling awkwardly] Hi.
- DEPUTY: Hi...
- DEREK: Um, I had a question...
- DEREK: Um, sorry, I'm a little-a little thrown. I wasn't really expecting someone--
- DEPUTY: --like me?
- DEREK: [sheepishly] Oh, I was gonna say "so incredibly beautiful," but, yeah... I guess that'd be the same thing...
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- ALLISON: It's done. It's locked.
- SCOTT: Go.
- ALLISON: Scott, I can't--
- SCOTT: [overwhelmed] Just go!
BEACON COUNTY SHERIFF'S STATION[]
- STILES: Oh, uh, I was just looking, um...
- STILES: Oh, sh--
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- ALLISON: AHHHHH!
- SCOTT: Allison...
- SCOTT: [shouting] Allison! Allison!
BEACON COUNTY SHERIFF'S STATION[]
- ISAAC: GRRRR!
- DEREK: RAWWWWWWWWR!
- STILES: [breathlessly] How did you do that?
- DEREK: [smirking] I'm the Alpha.
LAHEY HOUSE[]
- ALLISON: Come on...
- ALLISON: [screaming] COME ON!
- ALLISON: What the hell was that?
- SCOTT: I don't know.
BEACON COUNTY SHERIFF'S STATION[]
- STILES: ...Uh, he did it.
WHITTEMORE HOUSE[]
- MRS. WHITTEMORE: Jackson, what is it?
- MRS. WHITTEMORE: What happened?
- JACKSON: Nothing happened... Nothing at all.
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