06x11 - Said the Spider to the Fly

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NARRATOR: Previously, on Teen Wolf.

The Ghost Riders, the wild hunt, they come by storm, and they take people.

Find some way to remember me.

Peter: Do you get it?

We don't exist, and we are already forgotten.

Stiles: Somebody's going to remember me.

[expl*si*n]

What the hell is this, Stiles?

Scott; Not tear you in half right now.

Theo; Somehow I don't think we're going to hug this out.

You can't just erase people.

They leave things behind.

Lydia: I remember.

Stiles: Dad.

Lydia: I didn't say it back.

Stiles: You don't have to.

Theo; He's got a pack.

Malia; Theo's not in it.

But I am.

[music playing]

Scott: I can't believe we're not in high school anymore.

Stiles; Yeah, everything's changed.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHISTLES)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Scott: Hey! Nice work, Diaz.

Nolan, you stay in there.

You can take him.

(PLAYERS CHEERING)

Nice work. That's the best sh*t of pre-season.

Thanks, Coach.

Coach; Assistant Coach. What exactly are you doing?

Scott; Drills.

Coach: You're giving them hope.

When did I ever give you hope?

Scott ; Never.

Coach: Exactly.

Nothing motivates more than withering criticism.

Speaking of, um, losers, where's your, uh, where's your little protégé?

Scott; Um...

Coach: "Um"? Is... Is "um" a location?

Is "um" behind me?

Scott: He'll be here. Okay?

He's the backbone of this team.

He's stepped it up in every way possible.

A born leader who can handle anything that you throw at him.

Liam: I can't handle this.

Mason: Yes, you can. And you've handled so much worse than this.

You're practically the Alpha now.

Liam: I'm nothing without her.

Liam, can you help me with this, please?

Liam: Hayden left me.

Mason; She moved, to protect her sister.

And it's not like she dumped you or anything.

Corey; Why is your arm so heavy?

(PHONE BEEPS)

Mason: Okay, Scott says Coach is losing it.

LIAM: Scott's leaving, too.

Mason; Going to college is not leaving, okay?

It's called growing up.

And we're all gonna be going to different colleges eventually.

Liam; I thought we were both applying to UCLA.

Corey; What, you guys are going to the same college?

Mason; That is not the point.

What is the point?

Mason; The point is that summer's almost over, we're about to be seniors, this is about to be the best year of our entire lives, and you're still captain of the lacrosse team.

So come on. We got to...

(GROANS)

I swear to God, McCall, if you don't get Dunbar out here in three, this'll be your last day as assistant coach.

Scott; This is my last day as assistant coach.

Coach: I can still dock your pay.

Scott: I'm a volunteer. You want my whistle?

Coach; Who gave you a whistle?

(PHONE VIBRATING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Mason: Coach is making Diaz captain.

Oh, God. Oh, God.

Coach; Now, that's how you play lacrosse, McCall!

Who is that kid? He's spectacular.

SCOTT: That's just Liam.

Coach; Well, how the hell am I supposed to tell them apart?

They're all wearing the same thing.

SCOTT: They've got numbers on their jerseys, Coach.

(GROANS)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(GROWLING)

(WHISTLING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROWLS)

(HEAVY BREATHING)

Scott: Liam, your eyes.

Coach; McCall, what the hell was that?

That wasn't a foul.

That's called winning.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(GROWLING)

Scott: Everyone back.

(GROWLING)

Nolan.

Nolan, hey, step back, man.

Are you okay?

What are you doing?

(GROWLING)

(WHIMPERING)

LIAM: You think it's a, a wolf-wolf or...

SCOTT: I think it's just a wolf.

Liam; Scott.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Malia: - Wolves or werewolves?

Lydia: They said wolves.

Malia: Not interested. You go. (EXHALES)

Lydia: Liam was asking for help from the werecoyote,

- not the banshee.

Malia ; Why me?

Lydia: Because you're the former animal.

Nobody understands mysterious animal situations like you do.

Malia: I'm done with mysterious animal situations.

I want mysterious men. French ones.

LYDIA: Your flight's delayed.

Malia: No, no, it's rerouted.

There's a difference.

Lydia: Delayed is what happens when your flight is rerouted.

- So you have plenty of time to help.

- (COMPUTER BEEPS)

LYDIA: And there's a storm system shutting down Charles de Gaulle Airport.

Malia: It's a minor shower.

Liam's got everything covered.

They were just dead wolves.

Doesn't sound supernatural to me.

(BOTH GRUNT)

Liam; Whatever happened to those wolves was definitely supernatural.

Scott; Well, I wouldn't say definitely.

It could've been a parasitic infection.

I mean, we get dogs that come into the clinic that have botflies coming out of their skin.

Liam: Can that happen to people?

Scott: Yeah.

Yeah, they crawl under the skin, lay some eggs, and eventually they... burst.

(SIGHS)

So, you wanna talk about it?

Liam: I thought we were talking about it.

Scott: No, that's not what I'm talking about.

Liam; Oh. That.

(SCOFFS) Me.

Scott: Yeah. You.

Your fangs, your eyes, the growl.

Liam: Sounds like we're gonna talk about this.

Scott: You just gotta remember your mantra.

What three things cannot long be hidden?

Liam: I haven't had to use that in...

Scott; Hey
What three things cannot long be hidden?

Liam: The sun, the moon, the truth.

Scott: Again.

(SIGHS)

(INHALES DEEPLY) Liam; The sun...

(EXHALES)

(INHALES DEEPLY) The moon...

(HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

The truth.

(HEARTBEAT SLOWS)

Scott: Better.

Liam: You don't have a suitcase, do you?

Scott: I got duct tape.

(BEEPS)

Orderly; Look, all I'm telling you is what I saw, and I know what I...

Dr Fenris: I'm telling you what you saw isn't possible.

This patient's been here since the facility opened.

ORDERLY: Didn't this place open in ?

Dr Fenris: Exactly.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(METAL CLANKING)

DR. FENRIS: Come on.

Take a closer look at our friend.

You see this?

He's been covered in pyroclastic rock for decades.

It's hardened volcanic ash.

(THUDDING)

(CRACKING)

Maybe, uh, I should lower this a notch or two.

(GAS HISSING)

(ORDERLY SCREAMING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

(ROARING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Tamora: Latin? You wanna take Latin?

Liam; I like Latin.

Tamora: Liam, who told you to take Latin?

(SIGHS)

Liam: Look, everyone says it's an easy A, and my GPA sucks.

Tamora: Well, I applaud you wanting to raise your GPA, especially while applying to colleges.

But easy is not the path you should be taking.

Liam: It... It's been a really hard year for me.

Tamora; You want to talk about your girlfriend, guidance hours are posted.

Let's talk about your schedule.

How does Spanish sound?

Bueno.

Excelente.

As I said, I'm here to guide you.

Not push, not prod. Guide.

Corey; You think AP Calculus is a little out of my league?

Tamora: Look, I understand the need to keep up, to be recognized or noticed.

- Everybody feels invisible sometimes.

Corey; I don't.

The one thing I never feel is invisible.

Tamora: I meant metaphorically.

Corey; Literally, too.

I'm here. Right here.

You can see me, right?

Tamora; Yes, I can see you, Corey.

I've seen a lot of things at this school, even when other people have their eyes closed.

Corey; Are you seeing anything right now?

Tamora; Yes.

I'm seeing Creative Writing.

Have you thought about that?

Perfect, Mr. Hewitt.

You've given this a lot of thought.

Mason: I give everything a lot of thought.

And yet, you've never come into my office and shared any of those thoughts.

Mason; You think I should?

Tamora: I just want you to know that I'm here for you guys.

I know I haven't been in the position all that long, but...

I also know that students at this school have seen and been through things that don't exactly come with easy explanation.

Mason: I'll keep that in mind.

Tamora: I take this very seriously, Mason.

Anything we talk about in here stays between you and me.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

It won't go any further.

Mason; Are we still talking about registering for classes?

I'm talking about anything you need to talk about.

Mason; I think I'm good.

Thanks.

Tamora; Of course you are.

Nolan, something tells me you need to do more than just talk about class schedule.

Nolan: Uh, it can wait. (CHUCKLES)

Tamora: You're here now.

Nolan: There's still a lot of people waiting.

Tamora: Was it the wolf on the lacrosse field?

Was it the other stuff we spoke about over the summer?

We can talk about what happened in the library, if you want.

The animal att*ck.

Nolan: Don't say that.

Everybody says "animal att*ck." But...

Everybody knows that, that was no animal.

But last night, it was a wolf.

Nolan; Some kind of wolf.

Tamora: Some kind.

What other kind of wolves are there, Nolan?

What kind of wolves have you seen?

(SIGHS)

Mason; There's this book, North American Cryptozoology, and they have this entire chapter on spiders.

And they even have a section on scarabs, too.

LIAM: What's a scarab?

MASON: Oh, you don't wanna know.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Liam; What happened to all the books?

Mason: Uh, maybe someone's writing a paper

- on mythology and superstition.

- (SIGHS)

Or, like, a hundred papers.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Sydney; Why does this keep happening to our school?

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

(RATS SQUEAKING)

(PEOPLE CONTINUE SCREAMING)

- (MUFFLED SCREAMS)

- (HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

(HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

(HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

It looks like we're gonna need a book on rats, too.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

MASON: You know, it's not as irrational as you think.

There's actually an evolutionary advantage of having an innate fear of spiders, snakes, and rats.

Liam; How do you know they came from here?

MASON: Well, they came clawing through the vents, and those pipes lead directly down here.

Liam: What is that?

Mason: It's a rat king.

Natalie; What's this?

Lydia: A list, of every supernatural in Beacon Hills.

Starting with the high schoolers.

Natalie; Hmm. No, thanks.

Lydia: Mom.

Natalie: Mmm-mmm.

Lydia; You know stuff.

That means you have to do stuff.

Natalie: I have an obligation to educate, not eliminate all the problems of Beacon Hills.

I have to run a school, and you have to go enroll in one.

Lydia: You know the saying, "If you see something, say something."

Natalie; Please stop.

Honey, I care about you and your friends.

But mostly, I care about you.

And you're going to be safe , 3000 miles away, so we don't have to deal with this.

(EXHALES SHARPLY)

(SMACKS LIPS) I've got work to do.

Lydia; Mom.

Natalie: It's not our problem anymore.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(SIGHS)

Melissa; Eight hundred thousand volts sounds pretty dangerous.

Scott: Just use it on me.

I'll be okay, I promise.

(SCOFFS)

(EXHALES)

(GROWLS)

Melissa: Mmm.

Scott: You have to hold the button down.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

Melissa: I'm going to be fine, Scott.

And if something happens, I will call Liam.

Scott: (STUTTERS) What if he's not around?

Melissa: You think that this thing is gonna protect me?

I'm a nurse.

A stun baton isn't my thing.

Scott: You have a thing?

Melissa; Sort of.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

If something does happen and people get hurt, I've got it covered.

(STUTTERING) Scott: Where did you get all this from?

Melissa; Scott, you have orientation tomorrow.

Classes to schedule.

Cats and dogs to heal at UC Davis.

(SIGHS)

Worry about that.

(CHUCKLES)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

- (GROANS)

Scott; Oh!

Melissa: I held the button.

Scott: You held the button.

Melissa: Didn't I?

Scott: Yeah.

Melissa; Mmm-hmm.

MALIA: You've got two minutes.

Liam; What do you think happened?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Malia: Rats freaked out, crawled all over each other, got their tails knotted up.

Tore each other apart trying to break free.

(MALIA GRUNTS)

MASON: You read up on rat kings?

Malia: What's a rat king?

Liam; Oh! I'm good. Thank you.

Mason: Yep. I'm, I'm good just over here.

Malia; Can you smell it? It's fear.

Liam; Yeah, it's the same as the ones in the math classroom.

Malia; Why were there rats in a classroom?

Liam: Uh, they ran in during second period, uh, about of them.

Malia: Your two minutes are up.

LIAM: Where are you going?

Mason: Paris. This isn't my problem.

Liam: So you think this is a problem?

MALIA: Maybe. Probably. But you've got it covered, and I've got a plane to catch.

Mason: I thought it was delayed?

MALIA: Rerouted.

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(RADIO STATIC)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Available units, we've got a report ofa - at Wabash...

PARRISH: (OVER RADIO) Highway Patrol, this is Deputy Parrish,Beacon Hills Sheriff's Department.

Already on scene.

I'm looking at a -plus vehicle pile-up.

Multiple injuries.

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Copy that, Beacon Hills.

Medical is en route.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Laceration, room A.

(WOMAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY OVER PA)

Melissa: Excuse me, sir. If you wanna be treated, you have to sign in first.

MAN : No, you hit me, dumbass.

MAN : Well, you cut me off!

- You don't know how to drive!

- What are you talking...

Melissa: Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Move away, both of you, right now, or you will be the last to get treated.

PARRISH: You heard her.

What's going on?

Melissa: Parrish. Good, I need another set of hands.

Can you please keep these two lovely gentlemen from k*lling each other for the second time tonight?

MAN : Dumbass.

Mason: Ms. McCall?

Melissa: Yeah.

Hey.

Oh, my gosh. You two brought me dinner?

- That's really nice.

Mason; No.

It's not dinner.

Melissa; It's not dinner?

(EXHALES) It's definitely not dinner.

Liam: We were hoping you could take a look at it for us.

Melissa; Well, I was hoping that someone was going to bring me dinner.

Now is not the time for a rat autopsy, so get this and yourselves out of here.

Liam: No, but we really...

Melissa: No. Out.

MASON: Okay. All right.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(PHONE RINGING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(HEART b*ating SLOWLY)

(HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

(HEART b*ating SLOWLY)

- You started it.

- Back off...

Hey, now, that's called as*ault!

Can I get security over here?

- Oh, really? as*ault? as*ault?

- Yeah.

Liam: Sir, you need to calm down... (GRUNTS)

(GROWLING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

What the... What...

MAN : He's the one who started it!

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

Liam; The sun, the moon, the truth.

The sun, the moon...

(PANTING HEAVILY) The sun...

- The truth.

- (ELEVATOR DINGS)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLS)

(PANTING) The sun, the moon, the truth.

(GRUNTS)

Lydia; Scott? You ready?

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Scott?

(SCUTTLING)

- (TELEPHONE RINGS)

- (GASPS)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(REPETITIVE DIAL TONE)

(SCUTTLING)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

(CRACKLING)

(METAL DOOR CLANKS)

(HORSE NEIGHS)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

- (RAPID g*nshots)

- (PEOPLE SCREAMING)

HALWYN: You let it out.

It was supposed to ride with the Hunt forever.

(GRUNTS)

(WOMEN SCREAMING)

- (g*ns f*ring)

- (WOMEN SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(BREATH TREMBLING)

Liam; Hey, what'd you do with that rat?

Mason: I lost it in the fight.

(EXHALES)

Melissa's gonna k*ll us.

Liam: I don't think we can ever go back there again.

Mason: Yeah. That might work for you, but what about me?

Liam: It could be a problem.

- MASON: Yeah.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Parrish: What are you?

(GROWLS SOFTLY)

Halwyn: You know what I am.

I'm the same as you.

Parrish; Okay, then what are you here for?

What are you protecting?

Or is it something you're hunting?

Something that got away?

(DOOR OPENS)

(GROWLS SOFTLY)

Halywn: Something you let out.

It must be stopped.

Mason: Is he talking to you?

Liam; I hope not.

(GROWLS)

(FIRE CRACKLING)

Get behind me.

Mason; Wait, that's a...

Liam: Hellhound.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

- (GROWLING)

- (GROWLING)

(GROWLING IN DISTANCE)

(PARRISH GROANING)

(CRASH)

(GROWLS)

(GROWLING)

(GROWLS)

(GROANS)

(CHUCKLES)

Liam: - Run!

Mason; - Wait, I'm not leaving you!

Liam: No, he's a Hellhound! Run!

(GROWLS)

(GROWLING)

Halwyn; If the Wild Hunt couldn't keep you, nothing can.

- (HEART b*ating RAPIDLY)

- No. (GROWLS)

No. No, it's not you.

(GROWLS)

(SIZZLING)

(LIAM GRUNTS)

(LIAM GROANS)

(SLASHING)

(BOTH GROANING)

(BREATH TREMBLING)

(LAUGHS)

(SIGHS)

Halwyn; It won't stay hidden.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

It must be stopped.

Nothing else matters.

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

Liam: The sun.

The moon.

The truth.

Liam?

(GROANS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Scott: What the...

(CHUCKLES)

(ENGINE STALLING)

Oh, come on.

Whoa.

Lydia; We can't leave.

MASON: I got you.

Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.

(BOTH PANTING)

(GROANS)

Liam; It should be healing faster than this.

Mason: It's Hellfire. I mean, all things considered, you're doing great.

Liam: Well, great isn't supposed to look like this.

Mason; You fought a Hellhound on your own, without Scott.

Liam; I don't know when I'll get used to that.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(LIAM GROANS)

Mason; Wounds heal.

People move.

Things change.

Liam: Yeah.

But it still hurts, though.

(GULPS)

(KEYBOARD CLACKING)

Malia: Oui, oui!

No! No, no, no, no, no, no.

It's just rats. Rats and wolves, and maybe a little bug problem.

- Lydia: We need you.

Malia; - And I need Paris.

Lydia: Paris has been around for 2000 years.

It's not going anywhere.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Lydia: Malia.

Liam and Mason called.

Malia: Yeah. They've got it covered.

Scott: We can't make you stay, and I don't wanna try.

But we were hoping that maybe you would want to.

Malia: Well, I don't.

Scott; Okay.

(SIGHS)

Malia; What are we supposed to do?

Scott: Find a Hellhound.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPING)

(GROANING)

Lydia: We opened a door to another world.

And something came out with us.

Malia: Now we need the Hellhound to stop it.

(GROWLS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(TWIGS SNAP)

(GRUNTS)

Malia: So we put it back. We've put things back before.

Why are you two looking at each other like there's something you know that I don't know?

Scott; It might not be that simple.

Lydia; We saved Stiles, we brought everyone back, but that's not the way it's supposed to happen.

There is always a price to pay.

Scott: We learned that from the Nemeton.

Malia: What kind of price? A big price?

Lydia: Big.

HALWYN: You let it out.

(ROARS)

(GRUNTS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(GROWLS)

Scott: Okay. We should move pretty quickly.

Malia: Do we even know what we let out?

Scott: This Hellhound might be the only one who does.

(GROWLING IN DISTANCE)

(ROARS)

(GRUNTS)

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

(GROANS)

(MONROE SCREAMS)

(GROWLS)

Lydia: I thought you couldn't k*ll a Hellhound.

Scott: Argent.

Lydia; Then it's true.

Malia: Then what's true?

What else did you hear?

(PANTING)

(DOORS LOCK)

LYDIA: The sound of people who've never lifted a hand against another human being.

SCOTT: Something was k*lling them?

Lydia: They were k*lling each other.

In case anyone forgot...

- (CHUCKLES)

- Yeah, I just said "forgot". we almost lost him last time.

Malia: If this turns out to be something big, and we don't call him...

Scott: He would k*ll us.

MALIA: Or maybe we should go back to the woods tonight and find the k*ller.

Scott?

Scott; You guys didn't hear his voice.

He sounded really excited to be there.

Malia; Uh, just play the voicemail.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(PHONE BEEPS)

STILES: Hey, Scott. So, I'm here.

I'm in Quantico, Virginia, at the FBI.

I'm at the freaking FBI. It's real.

I'm really here.

Uh, I kind of told Lydia that I miss her and I can't wait to get home, but...

Listen, Scott, whatever you're doing right now,just make sure you're still getting out of Beacon Hills.

I mean, maybe you think you can't leave, you know,like, the whole thing falls apart if you're not there.

Which I get, but you have to.

I know you're supposed to drive out tonight, so if you don't call me back, just promise me you're actually going.

Just get in the Jeep and go.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

FBI INSTRUCTOR: You'll find three words on the official FBI seal,"Loyalty, courage, integrity."

These are the qualities we expect of all our interns,the qualities we demand of you during your months with us.

Stiles; - Loyalty, courage, integrity.

- (MOUTHING)

FBI instructor; You'll join actual Federal Agents as we investigate everything from white-collar crime to terrorism...

Stiles: International and domestic?

FBI instructor: Uh, yes, exactly.

We're also part of task forces to catch kidnappers, murderers...

Stiles: Serial K*llers?

FBI instructor: Yes, even serial K*llers.

Stiles: Sorry, I'll raise my hand, you know. I'm sorry. Keep going.

(WATER SLUSHING)

FBi instructor; One recent manhunt had our Crisis Response Team chasing down a bizarrely feral unsub in the wilderness of North Carolina.

(Stiles spits his drink out when he sees Derek on the TV screen)

Is there a problem, uh, young man?

Stiles: No. Sorry, uh... Just got a little excited. No problem. Little question, though, that guy up there, what's, uh, he wanted for?

FBI instructor: m*rder.

Stiles: Is, uh... Sorry. Just what kind of, uh, m*rder, exactly?

FBI instructor; Mass m*rder.

(MUSIC PLAYING)