04x02 - 117

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A somewhat awkward teen is att*cked by a werewolf and inherits the curse itself, as well as the enemies that come with it.
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04x02 - 117

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SCOTT: Previously on Teen Wolf...

Scott: The mark of a family of hunters... The Calaveras.

LYDIA: What would they want with Derek?

STILES: How do we find them?


Scott: Mexico. You don't know where he is either.

(GROANING)

Araya: You know who took him.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Araya: Say the name, Scott.

Scott: Kate.

Malia: Is that Derek?

Stiles: Sort of.

(PEOPLE CHEERING)

(ALL SHOUTING)

Coach: Hale, let's go. Derek Hale!

(GROWLING)

Young Derek: I thought... I thought I could control it.

Young Peter: All this risk? Just for a basketball game?

Young Derek: It's the finals. They need me.

Young Peter: To do what? Rip someone's throat out on the court? Even born wolves have to learn control on a full moon, Derek.

Young Derek: Yeah, but it's supposed to be easier for us, why does it hurt like this?

Young Peter: Did you bring it?

Young Derek: It's not working...

Young Peter: Did you bring it? Go ahead.

(PANTING)

Young Derek: I told you, it's not working.

Young Peter: Do it!

Young Derek: Alpha, Beta, Omega...

Young Peter: Again.

Young Derek: Alpha, Beta, Omega...

Young Peter: Again.

Young Derek: Alpha, Beta, Omega...

Young Peter: Again!

(ECHOING) Alpha, Beta, Omega...

Young Derek: Alpha, Beta, Omega...

(SCREAMING)

(LOUD HISSING)

(GROWLING)

Gas station guy: Hey!

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Gas station guy: You okay in there?

(PANTING)

Kate: Ahhh!

Gas station guy: Hey, you all right? What's going on in there?

(GROWLING CONTINUES)

Kate: (EXHALES SHARPLY) Just a second.

Gas station guy: Hey!

Kate: I'll be out in a minute!

(GROWLING)

(BANGING ON THE DOOR)

Gas station guy : You need to open the door. I don't know what the hell you're doing or whatever you're on, but I got a key. You come out or I'm coming in. Hey! You want me to call the cops? You hear me? Lady, open the door! Open it! You okay?

(ROARING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Deaton: Wow.

Stiles: Wow? Wow as in, "I've seen this before and I know exactly what to do," kind of wow? 'Cause that's the kind of wow we were hoping for.

Deaton: I think you might be overestimating my abilities.

Lydia: He's cold. Really cold.

Scott: Do you think this is permanent?

Deaton: I'm not sure a medical diagnosis is even adequate. This is well beyond my experience.

Stiles: So what do we do with him?

Deaton: Until he wakes up. Probably not much. It might be best to leave him with me. He'll be safe here.

Stiles: You mean from Kate?

Deaton: If she's alive and she is what you say she is, she won't be able to walk past that gate.

Lydia: Why would she want do this to him?

Deaton: Knowing Kate, it's probably for a reason that won't be any good for anyone but her.

(SCOFFS)

Stiles: And bad for everyone else.

Deaton: You guys should probably go home. He doesn't look to be in any danger. So maybe the rest of you should get some sleep? It is a school night... And you all need to start taking care of your own lives again.

Scott: Someone should stay with you.

Lydia: I'll stay. My grades are fine... Despite missing a few classes.

Stiles: I'm so not okay with this.

Lydia: Guys, go.

Stiles: No.

Scott: Text us if anything happens.

Stiles: Nope, still not okay with it. Not going anywhere. All right, just 'cause you're stronger...

(WATER DRIPPING)

(CLATTERING)

Agent Mccall: Scott?

Scott: Hey, Dad. What's with the tools?

Agent Mccall: Oh, I was just, uh... (SIGHS) ...getting' started on a list of repairs you guys need done. What time is it?

Scott: It's, um... Midnight.

Agent Mccall: We were supposed to have dinner. We had a deal. When your mom has a night shift, we have dinner.

Scott: Sorry, I totally forgot about it. When we got back from the camping trip, I had to go straight to the animal clinic to finish up work.

Agent Mccall: All right, well... (SIGHS) Tomorrow night. Dinner.

Scott: Great.

Agent Mccall: Did you get anything to eat?

Scott: (EXHALES) Yeah, Mexican.

Lydia: How's he doing?

Deaton: His heart rate is alarmingly high.

Lydia: He's a lot warmer now.

Deaton: Lydia, I'm going to try something. I want you to keep holding his hand if that's okay.

Lydia: That looks like it healed really fast.

Deaton: Unusually fast.

Lydia: What does it mean?

(SIGHS)

Deaton: I'm not sure. Let's try something else. Grab me a five milliliter syringe. Top drawer.

Lydia: Derek...

(EXHALES)

Deaton: Derek, are you all right?

(MUFFLED)

Lydia: Derek...

Deaton: Derek, are you all right? Derek?

(MUFFLED) Wait.

Lydia: (ECHOING) Derek? Derek?

Derek? (GROANS)

Derek?

(FAINT VOICE) Derek?

Stiles: So it's like 2 in the morning. I wake up and she's just lying right next to me. She just sneaks in. This was like five times a week.

Scott: And then what happens?

Stiles: This...

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Scott: Holy...

Stiles: Yeah. Right on, right? After that we spent the rest of the night spooning.

Scott: That sounds okay.

Stiles: Yeah, but I'm always the little spoon. Always.

Scott: This means you guys are together, right? You're dating?

Stiles: I don't know, sometimes the way she looks at me, I think she knows I'm not telling her something.

Scott: You mean Peter?

Stiles: We got to tell her, Scott.

Scott: Yeah, I know. I just... I don't know how.

Mr Yukimura: It might surprise you to know that some of history's greatest leaders have had to endure some pretty great failures. One you'll recognize from last night's reading failed in business, had a nervous breakdown, was defeated for both houses of Congress, and lost as Vice President, before he was finally elected as one of the greatest presidents that this country has ever seen. Who was he? Malia.

(RINGING)

Mr Yukimura: Scott, phones off. Malia? One of our greatest presidents. Gettysburg Address?

(CELLPHONE CHIMES)

Mr Yukimura: Phones off. Everyone. Malia? Does anyone else know?

(CELLPHONE BEEPING)

Mr Yukimura: I said phones off!

KIra: Dad, that was yours.

Mr Yukimura: Oh. Um... (READING) "Scott, call Lydia."

Deaton: I don't think he's just younger in body. I think he's younger in his mind too.

Lydia: He didn't recognize either of us. (SIGHS) And he looked like he was scared out of his mind.

Stiles: So if you're a teenage werewolf and you're scared, where do you go?

Scott: A wolf goes back to its den. But Derek lives in a loft.

Stiles: Not when he was a teenager.

Lydia: The Hale House?

Deaton: He wouldn't remember the fire. It wouldn't have happened yet.

Lydia: Hold on. Say you do manage to catch up to him? What are you going to say to him? That his whole family is dead?

Scott: I guess I'm going to have to.

Lydia: Oh... Good luck with that.

Stiles: She's probably right. Maybe you shouldn't. You know, at least until we figure out how to get him back to normal.

Scott: I can't lie to him.

Stiles: Okay, I'll do it.

Scott: I don't think any of us can. Remember, he can hear a heartbeat rising. When we find him, we tell him the truth.

Deaton: If he gets to the house first, you won't have to.

Deputy Parrish: Excuse me, young man?

Deputy Haigh: You're calling him young man?

Deputy Parrish: Shut up, Haigh. Sorry, but you can't be here.

Deputy Haigh: Hey, dumbass. You ever hear of no trespassing?

Derek: This is my house.

Deputy Haigh: Nobody's been here for years, kid. Now get the hell out of here.

Deputy Parrish: Haigh... Maybe a slightly gentler touch. Are you all right? We can help you if something's wrong.

Derek: What happened to my house? Where's my family? Where's my mother?

Deputy Haigh: All right, let's go. Now.

(GROANING)

Deputy Parrish: Hold on, just take it easy. Haigh, would you... Don't... Wait!

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)

(GROANING)

Deputy Parrish: Haigh, stand down!

(SIGHS)

Deputy Parrish: The other deputy thinks I'm an idiot for even asking, but I have a feeling if I take these cuffs off, you're going to be okay? And I think you'll help us figure out what happened to your family so that we can get you out of here. Am I right?

(HANDCUFFS CLANG)

Derek: The other deputy's the idiot.

Deputy Parrish: I can't argue with that. (CHUCKLES)

Deputy Haigh: Parrish, get over here. I ran this kid's prints eight times. This is all that comes up.

Deputy Parrish: Derek Hale?

Sheriff: Did you say Hale?

(EXHALES)

Sheriff: I'll handle this. I want you to be honest with me. Absolutely and completely honest. Have you been time traveling?

Stiles: Hang on, what?

Sheriff: Because if time traveling is real, you know what? I'm done. I'm out. You're going to be driving me to Eichen House.

Scott: We found him like that.

Sheriff: Where? Swimming in the fountain of youth?

Stiles: No. We found him buried in a tomb of wolfsbane in an Aztec temple in Mexico underneath a church in the middle of a town that was destroyed by an earthquake.

Sheriff: You told me you were camping!

Stiles: Yeah, we were... In Mexico.

Scott: Derek's been aged backwards. He can't remember anything. We just need to talk to him.

Sheriff: Yeah, well, so far he's not talking to anybody.

(SIGHS)

Scott: He'll talk to me.

Derek: Why would I go anywhere with you?

Scott: There was an accident. You lost some memory, but we can help you get it back.

Derek: How much memory?

Scott: A lot. But you can trust us.

Derek: You're an Alpha. Okay, who are you? And who is he? Who are you?

Stiles: Oh, we're the guys keeping you out of jail.

Scott: Let us help you.

Derek: No.

Stiles: Okay, dude, you almost tore apart two cops back there. You need to listen to us. And that starts with no fangs, no claws, no wolf man. You got that? I'm fine as long as it's not on a full moon.

Scott: You still have trouble with the full moon?

Derek: I said I'm fine.

Stiles: All right, you coming with us or not?

Derek: You want me to trust you? Where's my family?

(SIGHS)

Scott: There was a fire. And... They're not here anymore. They're fine. Just had to move out of Beacon Hills. And we're going to take you to them as soon as we figure out how to get your memories back.

Derek: (EXHALES) Okay.

Scott: I shouldn't have done that. I lied my ass off.

Stiles: Hey, your ass is fine. You saved him a ton of unnecessary pain. We'll figure this out in a day or two, he goes back to being old Derek, everyone's happy. Except for Derek, who's never happy.

Scott: It's just another person that we're lying to. I always feel like it's always been better when we tell the truth. With Lydia, my mom, your dad.

Stiles: Yeah, but that is Derek Hale in there. He may be a kid right now, but he's still Derek Hale.

Scott: All right. Take him to my house and don't let him out of your sight.

Stiles: And where are you going?

Scott: I'm going to go talk to the guy we should have gone to before.

Stiles: Uh... Yeah, I hate that guy.
(MUSIC PLAYING)

Kira: Scott's going to find Peter. And we're supposed to meet Stiles at Scott's house.

Lydia: That sounds like a horrible plan. But we've had worse. Like yesterday in Mexico?

Kira: About that. Remember how we were in the club and you and Scott were tied up to electrified cables?

Lydia: Vividly.

Kira: I know. I guess what I'm trying to ask is... If my hand was on the dial connected to you and I had to turn it up to ten...

Lydia: Would I be angry?

Kira: Yeah.

Lydia: No. Because I knew you had no choice. Exactly like Scott knows. And if you're worried about him, just remember, you're a Katana-wielding, badass Kitsune.

(CHUCKLES)

Lydia: And he couldn't be more into you.

(DOOR OPENS)

Lydia: Now... Grab a card from the visor so we can fill up. Uh, Beacon Hills Credit Union.

Kira: Does this many cards mean you have good credit or bad? Hey, it looks like you have... A full t*nk. Lydia? Lydia? Are you okay? Lydia?

Lydia: Don't look.

Scott: What are you doing here?

Malia: I heard you were coming to talk to Peter. And since Lydia tells me he's basically Satan in a V-neck, I figured you shouldn't be alone.

Scott: I can handle Peter.

Malia: You can handle him better with me.

Stiles: We're going to wait here for Scott. We're going to sit quietly. We're not going to call or talk to anyone.

Derek: Do I talk to you?

Stiles: No.

Derek: Fine. Good. Who's going to talk to him?

Stiles: Ah! Are you getting taller?

Agent Mccall: What are you guys doing here?

Derek: We're waiting for Scott.

Agent Mccall: Yeah, so am I. We're supposed to have dinner. I brought extra. You guys hungry?

Derek: Yeah.

Stiles: No. We're not hungry.

Derek: No, I'm starving.

Stiles: Neither of us are hungry. Thanks, though.

Agent Mccall: Okay, well if you're not hungry, Stiles, your friend can still eat with us. What's your name?

Stiles: Miguel. (STUTTERING) My cousin Miguel. From Mexico. So...

Agent Mccall: (SPEAKING SPANISH)

Stiles: Oh my God.

Derek: (SPEAKING SPANISH)

Agent Mccall: Fantastic. Egg roll?

Derek: Hell, yeah.

(LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)

Agent Mccall: Shrimp fried rice or pork friend rice?

Shrimp fried rice. Beef and broc.

Fantastic! Egg roll.

Malia: What's wrong with you?

Scott: Nothing.

Malia: Your heart's pounding like crazy. Are you nervous?

Peter: He's just bad at introductions.

Scott: Peter... This is Malia.

Peter: Beautiful eyes. Did you get them from your father?

Malia: Mother.

Peter: Interesting. Anyway, I'm sure they've told you a lot about me.

Malia: The homicidal k*lling spree came up.

Peter: Well, we're all works in progress.

Malia: Well, when you progress to your next k*lling spree, why don't you try and make sure they all stay dead?

Peter: What is that supposed to mean?

Scott: What do you know about people being turned by a scratch?

Peter: Did you scratch someone, Scott? Don't worry about it, the claws have to go pretty deep.

Scott: But it's possible. Like if you clawed out someone's throat?

Peter: Well, yeah, it's possible. It's also beyond rare. We're talking one in a... ...million.

Agent Mccall: So, uh, Miguel. What did you say your last name was again?

Stiles: Oh, it's Juarez. Cinqua... Tiago.

Agent Mccall: That's a mouthful. How do you spell that?

Stiles: Phonetically.

Derek: Mr. McCall, you're an FBI agent?

Stiles: He's low level. Very low level. He doesn't even have a voice.

Derek: So do you investigate murders?

Agent Mccall: Sometimes. When it's a Federal crime.

Derek: What about fires?

Stiles: Oh my God, I wonder where Scott is. Shouldn't Scott be here by now? We should call Scott.

Agent Mccall: What kind of fires are you talking about?

(NERVOUS LAUGH)

Derek: Do you know anything about the Hale family?

Peter: Can't someone in this town stay dead?

Malia: I think they were hoping you would.

Scott: Do you have any idea why Kate would turn Derek into a teenager again?

Peter: What color were his eyes?

Scott: Blue.

Peter: After Paige. Which could mean around the time he first met Kate.

Scott: Derek and Kate knew each other?

Peter: Biblically. That's right, Scott. You weren't the first wolf to climb into a hunter's bed.

Stiles: Okay, I didn't lie. I omitted certain truths. Vital truths now that I think about it.

Derek: I don't want to talk to you. I want to talk to the Alpha. I'll talk to Scott.

Stiles: Okay. I'm going to go get him. My phone's downstairs. Going to call him real quick. You stay here, just don't move, okay? Don't move. Don't... I thought you...

Peter: Okay, Derek went to the site of the house thinking it was still there, right?

Scott: Yeah. But he doesn't remember the fire.

Peter: But if he doesn't remember the fire, then he doesn't remember that it was Kate that set it.

Malia: So what does that mean?

Peter: Kate didn't just take him back to being a teenager. She took him back to the age where he still knew her. When he still trusted her.

(DOOR CREAKS)

Derek: Kate?

Kate: Hey, handsome. Been a long time.

(GIGGLES)

Kate: Longer than you think.

Stiles: No, he's in your bedroom, he'll be totally fine. To be honest, I'm starting to miss the old Derek. So, if you actually think that Kate's coming to find him... You might be right.

Scott: Wait.

Peter: For what? Kate's out there twisting her way into Derek's head yet again. We need to find her.

Malia: All we need's a scent.

Scott: That could take hours. If we want to get ahead of her, we need to figure out where she's going.

Peter: Not to underestimate my own cognitive faculties, but we're not exactly a brain trust of geniuses here. Then maybe we should call one.

Lydia: We called Stilinski. They're on their way.

Scott: What does it look like?Can you send pictures?

Lydia: Uh, okay.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Lydia: To be honest, I have a 4.0 in AP Biology and there are parts of the human anatomy I have never seen before on these walls.

(BOTH QUIVERING)

(BEEPING)

(CHIMES)

Malia: Why would she want to k*ll a gas station attendant?

Peter: I don't think she could help it. This was done in a frenzy. It's not a m*rder. It's a symptom.

Scott: Of what?

Peter: She can't control the shift.

Scott: Derek said he had the same issue on the full moon. That he was still learning.

Malia: Kate's still learning?

Peter: She wants to learn.

Malia: So she wants Derek to teach her?

Peter: No. She wants the Triskelion.

Kate: What's wrong?

Derek: I don't know about this. I'm not supposed to show the vault to anyone outside my family.

Kate: Come on, we talked about this.

Derek: Yeah, but, how do you even know?

Kate: Because you told me. Don't you remember? Tell me if you remember this. We get inside the vault. We get the Triskelion. And then everything goes back to normal.

Derek: That's all you want?

Kate: That's all we need. But right now we have to get inside that vault.

Derek: Over here.

Kate: Why would your family build a vault under a high school?

Derek: The vault was here first.

Scott: Did you catch a scent?

Malia: It's the same one. The same one as Mexico.

Peter: What is she talking about?

Scott: One of them came after us in the Church ruins.

Malia: And one on the road.

Scott: They couldn't have followed us here. But they could've been brought, by Kate.

(GROWLING)

Peter: Oh, I've heard that sound before. Did it have an animal skull? A human wearing a skull over its face?

Malia: I think so.

Scott: What are they?

(GROWLING)

Peter: Berserkers. Are you crazy?

Malia: There's just one of them.

Peter: And that means we have a chance.

Malia: To b*at him?

Peter: To survive.

Derek: Not that.

(GROWLING)

Malia: Scott. It's both of them. They're both here.

Scott: Where the hell's Peter?

Malia: I don't know. He just took off.

Kate: This is it? You're sure?

Derek: Yeah.

Kate: It doesn't look like much.

Peter: That's 'cause it isn't. Quite the elaborate scheme you have here, Kate. Two countries, Aztec temples, Derek returned to a teenager. One that trusted you. One that loved you. All this complication just to gain access to our vault. Just to get your hands on that little piece of junk. Turn it over. Go ahead. There's a scrape on the back where it used to say "Made in China."

Kate: You're lying.

Peter: I admit I have a tendency to exaggerate things. But in this case the truth is so much more fun. Oh, I'm sorry, sweetheart, that little pendant is just a physical object to focus on. It's training wheels. Talia used it to teach Laura. I tried to use it to teach Derek.

(LOUD ROARING)

Kate: Is this real? Tell me if this is real.

Derek: Didn't you hear that? That was Scott. I just heard Scott...

Kate: Tell me!

Derek: I don't know. And I don't care!

(PANTING)

Lydia: You seriously need to find something better than a baseball bat.

Scott: (SCREAMING) Kira!

Peter: Derek gave up on it back when he learned another way to control the shift. When I taught him. I taught him to use emotion. To use anger. And to focus on it. To feel every ounce of rage and hatred that he could summon. It was the anger that taught him control. So you want to learn to control it? (TAUNTING) You want to get angry, Kate. Let's get angry!

(GROANS)

(LOUD SCREECH)

(ECHOING) Wait!

Peter: Wait!

Scott: Derek?

(MUMBLING)

Peter: It was never... Never about the Triskelion. They took it, they took it while I was blinded.

Stiles: Took what?

Peter: Bonds. Bearer bonds and they took them all.

Stiles: Bearer bonds? Hold on. Are you saying you got robbed? This was a heist. Somebody planned this.

Lydia: How much did they take?

Peter: 117...

Stiles: Thousand?

Peter: Million.
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