04x05 - I.E.D.

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SCOTT: Previously on Teen Wolf...

Coach: Someone ask her if she's ever played lacrosse.

(GROWLS)

Stiles: The kid's got some serious anger issues.

Deputy Parrish: Does anyone recognize the handle "Benefactor"?

Kira: What do you hear?

LYDIA: The key to break the code.

(BEEPING)

Lydia: It's a dead pool.

Sheriff: He's an assassin.

(CHOKING)

Garrett: Our friend just sent me a text.

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(WHIRRING)

(PANTING)

Carrie: The sun, the moon, the truth. (SOFTLY) The sun, the moon, the truth.

(DOOR OPENING)

(EXCLAIMING)

(GRUNTS)

(CAR HONKING) (TIRES SCREECH)

Garrett: Get in! Come on, she's coming, get in! Seriously? I can't believe you fell for that.

(GASPS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Stiles: So, the Walcott's were the first. At least the first that we know about. Four murders. Sean, his brother, and their parents. They were k*lled by a professional assassin called The Mute. w*apon of choice, a m*llitary tomahawk. But then The Mute was k*lled by Peter Hale after he tried to blow up Derek with a Claymore mine. Next was Demarco. He delivered a keg to the party at Lydia's lake house. And got decapitated outside his car.

Chris: Does the scent tell you anything?

Scott: Definitely a werewolf. But there's more. I think he was part of a pack.

Chris: Well, if he was, they'll be looking for him.

Stiles: And then last night, 23-year-old Carrie Hudson.

Scott: It's a dead pool. A hit list of supernatural creatures. This is only part of it. The rest still has to be decoded.

Sheriff: Who found this list?

Stiles: Lydia.

Sheriff: How?

Stiles: She wrote it. Actually, she transcribed it. Without realizing it.

Sheriff: Banshee?

Stiles: Banshee.

Sheriff: Beautiful. All right, what are these numbers next to the names?

Stiles: We're getting to that. First, you need to know that the code was broken with a cipher key.

Sheriff: Wait. You mean, like a... Like a key word?

Stiles: It's actually a name.

Scott: Allison.

Stiles: Her name broke a third of the list.

Scott: And now we think there's two other cipher keys.

Sheriff: Which will give us the rest of the names. Okay. So how do we get the cipher keys?

Stiles: Same way we got the code.

Scott: Lydia. She's been out at the lake house all weekend trying to find the other two key words.

(STATIC)

(STATIC RESUMES)

Sheriff: You didn't know about Demarco or Carrie. Hmm? And what about these other two names on the list? Uh, Kayleen Bettcher and Elias Town. They werewolves too?

Scott: I don't know. But Deaton said that the Nemeton would draw supernatural creatures here.

Sheriff: Here being Beacon Hills? Or Beacon County? The population of Beacon Hills is just under 30,000.

Stiles: And dropping....

Sheriff: But if we're talking Beacon County, then you're looking at close to 500,000. Look, how many werewolves, banshees, kitsunes and whatever the hell else is out there are we talking about? And what if the next cipher key uncovers not 12 names but 100?

Stiles: We don't think there would be that many. There's a limit.

Scott: Because of the numbers. We think that once we decode the names, the numbers will add up to 117.

Sheriff: 117 what?

Scott: Million.

Stiles: 117 million dollars, Dad. Stolen from the Hale vault and is being used by someone to finance all these murders.

Scott: Someone who wants every supernatural in Beacon Hills dead.

Sheriff: So the coded list goes out. And somehow these professional assassins get that list.

Stiles: And a cipher key.

Sheriff: And then they go after the names on the list. They being K*llers with no mouths, tomahawks, thermo-cut wires that can take your head off.

Stiles: Let me see. Carrie was also stabbed. What's this mark?

Sheriff: We're not sure yet. We're still waiting on the ME's report. There's one other thing I don't get. How did this new assassin know that Demarco was going to be at the lake house?

Scott: Everyone knows he delivers kegs to teenagers for a little extra cash.

Sheriff: Ah. So whoever ordered that keg k*lled Demarco.

Stiles: Yeah, it was someone at the party.

Scott: A student.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Garrett: You all right?

Violet: (SIGHS) I can handle a scratch or two if I know we're eventually going for the real money. The seven figure money.

Garrett: We are.

Violet: When?

Garrett: Tonight.

Mr Yukimura: It's not that we were wanting to talk to you. It's that we were wondering if you wanted to talk to us.

Kira: About what?

Mr Yukimura: About something that you forgot to mention? Something important.

Kira: How important?

Mr Yukimura: Exceptionally.

Kira: (SOFTLY) Oh, God. You know?

Mr Yukimura: We know.

Kira: Look, I was going to tell you. We were going to tell you everything. About the dead pool, the assassins, the killings. But I didn't want you to worry.

Mr Yukimura: I was talking about you joining the lacrosse team.

Kira: Oh. Then never mind.

Mr Yukimura: Dead pool?

Mason: You know how I keep reminding Garrett to give me back my hoodie?

Liam: Yeah.

Mason: Well, I remembered you said he lived in that housing development on Spaulding. So I went there and guess what? The housing development is still in development.

Liam: So?

Mason: There are no houses yet. So unless the dude lives in some backhoe, there's something he's not telling us. And then there's this other dude, man, he's... He's been acting really strange. Running to school for no reason. Disappearing at parties. Used to be my best friend.

Liam: Uh-huh.

Mason: And he was apparently on steroids.

Liam: What?

Mason: You're not actually going to try to lift that, are you? Are you all right? I mean, is it about the game tonight?

Liam: I'm fine. It's just a scrimmage.

Mason: You know who you're playing, right?

Liam: Yeah. I mean, no. I guess I missed the announcement.

Mason: Liam, it's your old school. Devenford Prep.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Liam: What the hell? Where's my stick?

(DOOR OPENING)

Derek: Is this yours?

(CLATTERS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(GROWLING)

SCOTT: (ECHOING) Liam.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Derek: You're right. He is angry.

Scott: This one's yours.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

Scott: Get to class, Liam. What are you smiling about?

Derek: You're gonna be good at this.

Scott: Are you kidding? I am totally unprepared. Remember how you said you could teach me a few things? I think, right now I could use a full-on training manual.

Derek: I'll tell you one thing. That anger he's got? It'll make him strong.

Scott: And dangerous.

Derek: Very.

Scott: This was supposed to be the semester I could focus on school again. But Kate's back. And I've got a Beta.And there's a dead pool.

Derek: If all our names are on that list, then that's what we should be focused on. Do you think Lydia can get that second key?

Scott: She's working on it.

Lydia: Please stop hovering.

Malia: I'm not hovering. I'm waiting. Draw something. Write something. We need to know who else is on that list.

Lydia: You mean, you need to know if you're on the list.

Malia: If someone's coming to take my head off, then, yeah, I'd like to know.

Lydia: Can you please just sit down? You're making me nervous.

,Malia: (WHISPERS) Sorry. Lydia.

Lydia: What? Oh, my God, what?

Malia: Maybe we need help. From another banshee.

Lydia: Meredith.

Coach: Economic disparity exists in all forms. Well, take sports, for example. Some teams have better training facilities. Some have better equipment. Unlike Beacon Hills that can barely afford the duct tape to keep our equipment together. You know, Stilinski, if I could grade you on how profoundly you disturb me, you'd be an A plus student.

Stiles: Thanks, Coach.

Coach: Put those pictures away. Stilinski! The hell is wrong with you? Don't answer that.

Stiles: It's a lacrosse player.

Scott: The k*ller's on the team. This... This is pointless. Most of the team plays with their own gear.

Kira: Maybe instead of trying to find a lacrosse stick with a hidden dagger in it, we should be trying to get the game canceled?

Scott: The game's the best way to catch him red-handed.

Stiles: But what if he's red-handed 'cause his hands are covered in the blood of the person that he just stabbed to death? Which, by the way, could be either of you guys.

Scott: Or Liam. Well, we don't have the whole list and he could be on it.

Stiles: We don't know anything about that list.

KIra: How it's made, how it's updated. I mean, who's been out taking a supernatural census anyway? How do they even know about me?

Scott: They know about everyone.

Stiles: (SIGHS) I think Kira's right. I think we should stop the game.

Scott: I'm not afraid.

Kira: Neither am I.

Stiles: Well, I'm terrified. And I'm not even on the list. Guys, these are professional K*llers. It's their profession. One of them's got a thermo-cut wire that cuts heads off. Who knows what else they have?

GARRETT: Wolfsbane. That's wolfsbane? I thought it was purple.

Violet: Not this species. Which is very rare and very expensive.

Garrett: What's that supposed to mean? "Don't screw up"?

Violet: Don't miss. Okay, all you have to do is nick him. It'll work fast. Even on an Alpha.

Garrett: We gonna do this again?

Violet: I'm just saying I don't know why we're going after a Beta when there's an Alpha on the field.

Garrett: Because an entire pack of Alphas went after McCall and he was the one left standing.

Violet: It's a lot of money.

Garrett: So is the Beta.

(SIGHS)

Lydia: Eichen House says Meredith can't have visitors without permission from a family member.

Malia: That's not gonna be easy since her whole family is dead.

Lydia: Perfect.

Malia: Okay, maybe we go back to the art room? Or music room?

Lydia: I'm not plucking piano strings for two hours waiting for some supernatural inspiration.

Malia: Fine. What else do banshees do?

Lydia: You think I know? I can't just turn this on. I'm not like you guys. I don't have claws, or glowing eyes or super senses. I just have voices in my head.

(SIGHS)

MASON: Liam, wait. What, no, no, no, no. Liam.

Liam: Brett!

Ah, here we go.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Liam: I just wanted to say... Have a good game.

(LAUGHING)

Brett: That's cute, Liam. Is that what they told you to say in Anger Management? Apologize and everything's fine? You demolished Coach's car.

Liam: I paid for it.

Brett: Yeah, you're going to pay for it. We're gonna break you in half out there. And it's gonna be all your fault.

Scott: Oh, sh*t. Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's go.

Stiles: Hey, what's going on prep students? Welcome to our little public high school. How you doing? That's a firm handshake you got there. Uh, we're very excited for scrimmage tonight. Uh, but Let's keep it clean, all right? No rough stuff out there. All right, see you on the field. Go.

(GROWLING)

(ROARING)

Stiles: Okay, you calm yet?

(ROARING)

Liam: Okay! Okay!

(PANTING)

Scott: That car you smashed. I thought you said that was your teacher's.

Liam: He was also my Coach. He benched me for the entire season.

Scott: What did you do?

Liam: I got a couple of red cards.

Stiles: Just a couple?

Scott: You gotta be honest with us. What else happened?

Liam: Nothing. I got kicked out of school. They sent me to a psychologist for evaluation.

Scott: What did they call it?

Liam: Intermittent expl*sive Disorder.

Stiles: I.E.D? You're literally an I.E.D? That's great. That's great. You gave powers to a walking time b*mb.

Scott: Did they give you anything for it?

Liam: Risperdal. It's an antipsychotic.

Stiles: Oh, this just gets better.

Liam: But I don't take it.

Stiles: Obviously.

Liam: I can't play lacrosse on it. It makes me too tired.

(SIGHS)

Scott: Okay. I think you should bail out of the game. Tell Coach your leg is still hurting.

Liam: No, no! I can do this. Especially if you're there.

Scott: But, Liam, it's not just about the game. We think whoever k*lled Demarco might be on our team.

Liam: Who's Demarco?

Stiles: The one who brought the beer to the party. The guy who was beheaded. Remember?

Scott: We think the person who ordered the keg k*lled Demarco. Liam? What, you know something?

Liam: I don't know who ordered the keg. But I know who paid for it.

Kira: Shouldn't we do something now?

Scott: I mean, we can't. We're still not really sure if it's really him. And if we're wrong, then the real assassin gets away.

(SIGHS)

Scott: Nervous?

Kira: About someone trying to k*ll us? Or about playing my first game?

Scott: Both?

Kira: Definitely both.

Stiles: Hey, Dad, you're supposed to be here. Where the hell are you?

Sheriff: I'm leaving now. And this conversation isn't getting me there any quicker.

Deputy Parrish: Sheriff, I know you're in a hurry, but I was out on patrol and I found someone walking from the coast to the High School.

Sheriff: That's gotta be at least 15 miles.

Deputy Parrish: She was pretty determined.

Meredith: I'm looking for Lydia.

Liam: I don't care if he's a foot taller than me. I think I can take him.

Mason: Yeah.

Liam: What do you think you're doing?

Mason: What? Me? (SCOFFS) Agreeing with you. I'm being agreeable.

Liam: You think he's hot, don't you?

Mason: No! No. Not at all. No way! Maybe. Yeah, maybe a little.

Liam: He wants to destroy me.

Mason: I think you could definitely take him. And then give him to me.

(CHUCKLES)

Coach: No, no just go out there and kick their smug prep school asses.

Liam: All right.

Derek: She was here for this. We use it to teach young Betas how to control the shifts on a full moon.

Chris: Control was never one of Kate's strengths.

Derek: You knew she was alive, didn't you?

Chris: Not for certain. But I'd been searching ever since you handed me the shotgun shell. Is that possible?

Derek: What are you gonna do when you find her?

Chris: There's a place I can take her.

Derek: You saying you have some kind of werewolf jail?

CHRIS: Something like that.

Derek: She won't go quietly.

Chris: I don't expect her to. And I'll do what's necessary.

(SIGHS)

Derek: What if I asked you not to? She took something from me. At first, I just thought it was a part of my past. I started to lose something else. My sense of smell. I'm losing my power.

Coach: Let's go! Let's go, come on! Hey, McCall, I said get your ass out on the field.

Scott: But Coach, his leg's still healing. I don't think he should play.

Coach: He said it's fine.

Scott: As Captain, I'm suggesting Liam sit out the game.

(LAUGHING)

Coach: And as, uh, President of the United States, I'm vetoing that suggestion.

Scott: What if he gets hurt?

BRETT: Hey, Liam! Think fast!

Coach: Oh, he plays.

(WHISTLE BLOWING)

Coach: There you go, Liam! Liam! Stilinski! McCall!

Oh!

(CHEERING)

Kira: Why do I feel like this is going to end badly?

Stiles: Because it usually does.

Scott: Kira, you keep an eye on Garrett. I'll watch out for Liam.

Stiles: Yeah, I'm just gonna try to play lacrosse. All right.

Scott: Brett, I know you guys feel like you owe Liam some payback for what he did but could you just hold off for one night? Trust me. One night.

Brett: Yeah, I can do that.

Scott: Really?

Brett: (CHUCKLES) No.

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

(CROWD CHEERING)

SCOTT: Liam!

(CROWD GASPING)

Liam!

(GRUNTING)

(WHISTLE BLOWS)

Sheriff: I'm aware this is probably about the dead pool, but I can't let her leave the station. And, in a minute, I'm gonna have to call Eichen House and let them know that she's here.

Lydia: Give us an hour.

Sheriff: You got 15 minutes.

Deputy Parrish: You called Lydia?

Sheriff: Yeah.

Deputy Parrish: Because Meredith asked for her or because of the other thing?

Sheriff: What other thing?

Deputy Parrish: The psychic thing.

Sheriff: You think Lydia's psychic?

Deputy Parrish: Do you?

Sheriff: No, I do not. I think that she is, uh... Intuitive.

Deputy Parrish: That's what they used to call psychics. Intuitionists.

Sheriff: Yeah, and I used to call myself a rational human being. Get in here and shut the door.

(SIGHS)

Sheriff: Ask what you need to ask.

Lydia/b]: Meredith, aren't you going to answer it?

Meredith: (WHISPERS) It's not ringing.

Stiles: You guys know that anabolic steroids are illegal in the United States? You wear a lot of facial hair for a teenager. What are you on? Seriously? HGH? Gamma radiation?

(BLOWS WHISTLE)

(CROWD CHEERING)

STILES: Run Kira! Run, Kira, run!

(WHOOPING)

Coach: Pass it! Kira, pass the ball! Oh...

(CHEERING)

Whoo!

Coach: Yukimura! Get over here. Take a seat. You're benched for the rest of the game.

Kira: What? Why?

Coach: You didn't pass.

Kira: I had an open sh*t.

Coach: The play was for you to pass. This is a scrimmage, It's about teamwork, Yukimura. So, you're benched.

Lydia: Meredith, you came here to help us, remember?

Meredith: You called me.

Lydia: What do you mean I called you?

Meredith: (WHISPERS) I heard you.

Deputy Parrish: Meredith, can I ask you a question? When you need help, when you need to find something, is there someone you reach out to? Maybe someone you call?

Meredith: It depends. Different people for different things.

Deputy Parrish: So maybe there's a number that can help us? Someone we can call.

Meredith: Yes.

Deputy Parrish: Would you be okay telling us?

Meredith: Yes. It's 2, 4, 3, 6.

Malia: Mer, we need a few more numbers.

Meredith: No. That's the number.

Malia: Phone numbers are 10 digits.

Meredith: That's the number.

Lydia: Meredith, phone numbers always have 10 digits.

Meredith: That's the number.

Lydia: Meredith...

Sheriff: Lydia. (SOFTLY) Hey. Come here.

(LYDIA SIGHS)

Sheriff: I think that's the best we're gonna get.

Lydia: No. (WHISPERS) There has to be more. What's the rest of it, Meredith? Hmm? Just concentrate!

Meredith: But that's... that's... that's the number.

Lydia: Concentrate!

Meredith: That's... That's the number. That's the number.

Sheriff: It's okay, sweetheart. We're...

Meredith: That's the number!

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Araya: In Mexico, we just call this a standoff.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(CROWD EXCLAIMING)

(SCREAMING)

(GRUNTING) SCOTT: Brett, you okay?

Coach: Okay, back off!

(GROANING)

Coach: Back off!

Scott: How hard did you hit him?

Liam: I didn't. (PANTING) He hit me.

Stiles: Ow.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

Scott: Close your eyes.

Liam: (CRIES OUT) Ow.

(GROANING)

(BRETT SCREAMING)

MAN: All right, Brett, we're gonna pick you up now.

(GROANING)

Scott: Are you cut? Did Garret cut you?

Liam: No, no. I'm okay.

Scott: Then he missed.

Liam: What do you mean?

Scott: It's you, Liam. You're the one he's after.

(SNIFFS)

Malia: Lydia, what if it's like Algebra?

Lydia: What do you mean?

Malia: What if the numbers are actually letters?

Lydia: Oh, God...

Liam: I talked to Coach. I'm out for the rest of the game. What are you gonna do?

Scott: I don't know. Something's still not right. We're missing something.

Stiles: Guys. Lydia just broke another third of the list.

Liam: Am I on it?

Stiles: No. But someone else is.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Brett: What did you do to me?

Violet: You were cut with a poisoned blade. It was laced with wolfsbane. It won't k*ll you. But this will.

(SIZZLING)

Brett: Why? Why are you doing this?

Violet: Because you're worth a lot of money, Brett.

(SIZZLING)

Deputy Parrish: Sorry, I was just seeing if you guys were okay. You need a ride home?

Lydia: Uh, no. We'll be fine.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(PANTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GASPS) (CHUCKLES)

Violet: He said we shouldn't try. But now I've got you. I got an Alpha.

(GRUNTS)

(STRAINING)

(GASPS)

Scott: I think you better call your Dad.

Araya: The girl we hired to find Kate hasn't responded in days. You know her, don't you?

Chris: Braeden.

Araya: Well, maybe your sister got to her. Maybe k*lled her. Maybe we should stop hiring other people to do our work.Maybe we do it ourselves.

(SIGHS)

Araya: We're hunters, Christopher. All of us. We follow a code. Severo, what is our code?

Severo: We hunt those who hunt us.

Araya: Christopher? What is our code? (WHISPERS) Say it with me. We hunt those who hunt us. What is our code? Remind him, Severo.

Severo: We hunt those who hunt us.

Araya: Say it, Christopher. Say it for your wife, Victoria. For your daughter, Allison. Say the code. Speak the words. Say it! What is our code?

Chris: We hunt those who hunt us.