SCOTT: Previously on Teen Wolf...
LIAM: Where are you going? Paris.
LIAM: Scott's leaving too.
STILES: (OVER TELEPHONE) I'm here. I'm in Virginia.
I have to run a school and you have to go enroll in one.
I know that students have seen things that don't come with an easy explanation.
LYDIA: I thought you couldn't kill a Hellhound.
It's a fleur-de-lis.
Oh, shit.
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
(SIGHS)
Okay.
(ENGINE STARTING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
THEO: Yeah, okay, all right, all right.
(KEYS JANGLING)
(ENGINE REVVING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
(ENGINE STARTING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
THEO: Yeah.
(ENGINE REVVING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
Come on!
(ENGINE REVVING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
(ENGINE STARTING)
(GROANS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(GRUNTS)
(GRUNTING)
(GRUNTS)
(EXPLODES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(SCALPEL CLANGS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(KNOCKING ON GLASS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GUNSHOTS)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
GERARD: (ECHOING) We find them. We kill them.
(PANTING)
(ECHOING) We kill them all.
(SCREAMS)
CHRIS: Did you know that a caged, rabid dog will break its own teeth
trying to chew through the bars?
(ECHOING)
Something that out-of-control is better off dead.
MALIA: (DISTORTED) We can still catch him.
Catch who?
The killer. What are you thinking about?
Getting the bullet to Argent.
Even if he's the one who fired it?
Especially if he's the one.
(HEART BEATING)
Do you hear that?
(HEART BEATING) Heartbeats?
(BREATHING HEAVILY) A lot of them.
They're here.
Who?
Hunters. (BREATHING HEAVILY)
Run.
MALIA: Scott, wait.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Scott!
(PANTING)
(GRUNTS)
(SNARLING)
(GROWLING)
(GRUNTING)
STILINSKI: Argh.
Scott. Scott, it's me.
It's me! Scott! Scott.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(PANTING)
Okay, okay. Come on. It's okay. It's okay.
STILINSKI: Everybody, stay back. It's just a kid.
VARGAS: What's wrong with his eyes?
You heard the Sheriff. Stand down.
(PANTING)
SCOTT: I'm really sorry.
You don't think they saw anything, do you?
No more than they're used to.
You wanna tell me what happened here?
He's a Hellhound.
A dead Hellhound.
Yep, got that.
Well, I don't get it. I didn't think you could kill a Hellhound.
Looks a lot easier than we thought.
You got anything you wanna add?
SCOTT: Yeah...
I don't think it was just any bullet.
I hope not.
(SIGHS)
Why didn't you say anything?
Why didn't either of you say anything?
Wait, was I supposed to say something?
None of us said anything because of Argent,
and none of us are going to say anything until we talk to him.
Everybody good with that?
As long as we talk to Argent soon.
Immediately, would be preferable.
Premonition? Yeah.
The one with the screaming, and people killing each other?
First we find Argent.
I was saying that if we're talking about
some sort of mythical creature that's so powerful
the only safe place to put it is in the Wild Hunt,
then we have a serious problem.
Can we figure it out while I'm running drills?
Brett's meeting me to help the freshmen that wanna make First Line.
Brett?
Incredibly hot Brett
with the eight-pack abs?
Pretty sure his name is just Brett.
He has an eight-pack. (SCOFFS)
Do you, do you know how hard it is for the human body to have an eight-pack?
God.
(STUTTERS) Wait, why is he helping you?
I couldn't get anyone else to volunteer.
Well. Yeah, that's because
there's no way any of 'em are gonna make First Line.
I mean, no one does before junior year.
Scott did, and so did I.
Yeah,
with a little supernatural help.
(LIAM SIGHS)
(DOOR BANGS)
Thanks for the gear, Liam,
and the drills, and the chance, you know.
Even if there really isn't one.
(SIGHS)
Unless you practice.
Like, today. (EXHALES HEAVILY)
I mean, you could totally have a shot at making First Line.
Okay, whatever... Yeah. No, you all do, seriously.
You guys could do it, seriously. LIAM: Come on.
I've seen you guys out there, you guys are gonna kill it.
Go Cyclones! LIAM: See you all on the field.
MASON: Go lacrosse! LIAM: Yay, sports!
(SHOES SQUEAKING)
MONROE: There you are!
I've got openings tomorrow,
if you're willing to talk, of course.
Well, (STUTTERS) I don't have anything to talk about.
He has a lot to talk about.
We all have things to talk about, Liam.
You don't wanna start senior year with
any heavy burden on your shoulders,
do you?
How about 2:00 p.m. tomorrow?
Well, that's my study period.
Which is why I suggested it.
(PAPER RUSTLES)
Just take the form and think about it, okay?
Hope to see you tomorrow.
Remember, I have an open door policy.
Sun Tzu? I love Sun Tzu!
(STUTTERS) I mean, the strategy parts,
not the "unfathomable plans" parts,
but all his writings on the serenity of leaders...
Sorry, Mason, I've got an appointment.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(KNIFE SQUEAKING)
PLAYER: (ECHOING) Come on, Aaron, let's go.
Hey.
(GRUNTS)
(SCREAMING)
(BEEPS) Is that it?
The sound you heard?
No, it's something else.
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
It could be any kind of public facility.
A hospital, a fire station, or...
(DOOR UNLOCKS) (BEEPS)
Or a mental institution.
(SIGHS) Don't say it.
Eichen House.
The card readers on the doors?
It's the Closed Unit.
You're not going back to Eichen,
and you're definitely not going anywhere near the Closed Unit.
What if there's a connection to the...
(WHISPERING) dead Hellhound?
What if you go there again
and someone tries to kill you?
Which, by the way, happens every time you go in there!
It's our only lead.
I'm not letting you near that place.
Then you come with me.
Or... (SIGHS)
I can go alone.
(SIGHS)
(METAL CLANKING)
MALIA: He's not answering our calls or texts,
he's not home, he's not here.
I mean, maybe Argent just doesn't wanna be found?
(SIGHS)
Well, he...
He would have his calendar on his laptop.
If we crack the password...
I didn't think you had it in you.
"Gun!" (KEYBOARD CLACKING)
(BEEPS)
"Lots of guns."
(BEEPS)
"Hunter!"
(BEEPS) No,
no, it's definitely not "hunter."
I mean, 'cause why would it be hunter
because Argent's not even a hunter anymore, so...
I mean, there's not even hunters for werewolves at all anymore, right?
So why would anybody think that there was a hunter in the woods
when it was actually just deputies?
What?
Nothing.
(METAL CREAKING)
Uh, Malia, I, I don't think that Argent took off from Beacon Hills.
I think he's back in business.
(METAL THUDDING)
I think I know what his password is.
DR. FENRIS: Course I know him. It's Halwyn.
He almost killed me,
and burned an orderly to death in the process.
He was a patient?
Until he checked out.
Checked out. You can do that?
When you build the place, you can.
He did it in 1912, so he'd always have a room.
PARRISH: 1912? That would make him over 100 years old.
No one knew his actual age.
And he's been here the whole time?
In a state of hibernation.
In case it got out.
It? What's "it?"
I never asked.
(TURNS ON SWITCHES)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES)
That's odd.
Something's wrong.
FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT: (FAINTLY) Help me. Please.
Help me. Please...
What're you waiting for? Hurry!
FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT: There's something in here.
I'm locking this unit down.
You need to open the gate.
If you think I'm opening this up,
then you belong in there.
Open the gate.
(GATE SHUTS)
(CHEERS)
Oh! (CHUCKLES)
That's called a perfect hitch.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GRUNTS)
(CHEERING)
BRETT: Perfect split dodge.
(GRUNTS)
Perfect rocker.
Just remember to cover your back,
especially if your opponent's a dick.
You got some pretty big cleats to fill with Scott leaving.
You ready for all this?
I managed all summer.
Summer's over.
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(PANTING)
(CRASH)
(THUD)
(GROANING)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(CHUCKLES)
(PANTS)
Corey's been practicing all summer to play goalie.
He's actually gotten really good.
(GRUNTS)
The season doesn't start for at least a week.
Thank God.
(PANTING)
(GROANS)
Um, was that Liam, Brett, or Corey?
I think that was all of them.
(GROANS)
You're losing it, dude.
(CHUCKLES)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(INHALES)
(GROWLS)
(METAL CREAKING)
(CRASH) (ALL GROANING)
(GROWLS)
(PANTING)
There he is. That's the IED I remember.
What's it stand for?
Intermittent Explosive Disorder?
What's it gonna take for you to explode, Liam?
I'm trying to help you. You're not in control,
and if you don't fix it, someone's gonna get hurt.
(BEEPS)
(COREY GRUNTS)
I'm not actually invisible right now, am I?
This is Deputy Parrish with the Beacon Hills Sheriff's Department.
Is anybody in here?
FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT: (FAINTLY) It's in here.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT: There's something in here.
Where are you?
(WATER DRIPPING)
Help me.
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLES) Ahhh!
(PANTING)
(FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT GROANING)
(GASPING)
It's here. What's here?
(FOOTSTEPS)
We have to get her out.
Why would I do that?
I'm the one that put her here.
(GROANING)
(PANTING)
The sun. (BREATHING HEAVILY)
The moon. The truth.
(GROWLS)
The sun.
(GRUNTING)
The moon!
(PANTING)
CHRIS: Major Delane is my contact at Camp Robertson.
I'm surprised he didn't tell me about the change in protocol.
HARPER: Well, the Major got promoted and was promptly shipped overseas.
CHRIS: Huh?
Didn't know the Army worked that fast.
(CHUCKLES) They do when they want to.
The Major's not Army, he's a Marine.
Who sent you? Who's buying all this weaponry?
We don't need to have a situation.
We already do.
See, I don't sell to weekend warriors.
You want these guns, you'll answer my question.
We're taking the guns, and the ammo, and the crates.
If you knew anything about guns,
you'd know they're not loaded.
We brought our own.
And I always have a backup plan.
(KIM GRUNTS)
What the hell are you guys doing here? We're your backup.
I had a guy on the inside.
Who? You're standing on him.
Get down! (TRIGGER BEEPS)
(GUNFIRE)
(COCKS GUN)
Who are the guns for?
(UNCORKS GRENADE)
(EXPLOSION)
(TIRES SCREECH)
(MALIA GASPS)
For the record,
I had everything under control.
Clearly.
How did you find me? He did it.
You left your computer in the bunker.
Ah.
I guess I need a new password.
You know, I go home every night,
thinking to myself
I survived another day in that place.
Then I come back every morning
to protect people like me from things like you.
(DOOR SHUTS)
Then I realized we shouldn't be caging them,
we should be killing them,
eradicating them to protect the rest of us.
(SNARLING)
(DISTORTED) You don't have a cell in here that can hold me.
Deputy, you're not our first Hellhound.
(MACHINE STARTS UP)
DR. FENRIS: Human body is 60% water.
Even you can freeze solid, Deputy Parrish.
(CAR TRUNK SHUTS)
I think you dropped this.
I saw you playing.
You're something else, aren't you?
(CHUCKLES) Something like that, yeah.
(GRUNTS)
I'm sorry.
I should've told you.
(PANTING)
It's wolfsbane.
(MESSAGE ALERT CHIMES)
(PHONE RINGING)
(STATIC OVER POLICE RADIO)
(PHONE RINGING)
(STATIC OVER RADIO)
(STATIC CONTINUES)
(FREQUENCY CHANGES)
(RADIO WAVE)
Hello.
DR. FENRIS: (ECHOING) Even you can freeze solid, Deputy Parrish.
We should be killing them.
(PARRISH SCREAMS)
MONROE: I have nothing against you personally.
But you don't deserve to have this much power.
You don't deserve to terrify people.
(MONROE GRUNTS)
(GASPS)
That's incredible!
(PANTING)
No one should be able to do that.
(GROWLS) (GRUNTS)
(GASPING)
I haven't been avoiding you, I've been busy.
Business is booming, and I'd like to know why.
Have you made any unusual sales recently?
Like a bullet with a fleur-de-lis?
I haven't stamped a bullet since Allison died.
Someone just killed a Hellhound with one.
Can I see the casing?
It must've fallen out.
You don't need the casing,
you need the slug.
Find that, and you'll find your killer.
(GRUNTING)
(SIGHS)
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
Hey, guys. What're you doing here?
Just looking for you.
History test tomorrow? We need to study.
Yeah, right.
That's probably a good idea
since I have no idea what it's on.
It's on Mussolini and the role of fear-baiting in the rise of fascism.
We can study together.
Yeah, can we take the test together?
(CHUCKLES) MASON: Hey.
Guys...
(HANDBRAKE CREAKS)
(GATE CLOSES)
(PANTING)
MASON: Library's empty. Gym too.
Aaron is the only one I can't get a hold of.
Anyone check the parking lot? See if his car's still there?
As a doctor, I've never liked guns.
I've always believed there were far better ways
to solve our problems.
I guess I'm having a crisis of faith.
(SHAKING)
(BELL TOLLS)
(WATER DRIPPING)
LYDIA: Hello?
(DOOR SHUTS) (GASPS)
LYDIA: Why'd you pick me?
(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)
(STUTTERING) Jordan?
(SCREAMS)
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
(HEART BEATING)
Hello? (PANTING) Hello?
(GASPS)
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
(HEART BEAT LOWERS)
FEMALE SUPERNATURAL PATIENT: It's here.
DR. FENRIS: We should be killing them.
(ECHOING) Killing them. Killing them.
PARRISH: Wait! (GUNSHOT ECHOES)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I can't be afraid anymore.
(SHRIEKS)
(GASPS)
Okay, I'm not good with subtlety.
What the hell happened last night?
(SIGHS) Yeah.
I get it,
I freaked out.
Which freaked you out. So you admit that you freaked out?
Wait a minute, I didn't freak out.
You haven't been trying to get me to talk
because you're freaked out that I freaked out?
No, I've been trying to get you to talk because,
you know, I'm...
Well, I'm worried about you.
Uh, I'm okay.
Thanks.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
I was hunted by my dad.
I was hunted by my girlfriend's dad.
(BOTH CHUCKLE)
Does that fear ever go away?
What if I told you I saw a red laser sight right now?
I'd say that you are seriously...
not paranoid.
CHRIS: Relax, it's just me.
(EXHALES)
Do you have to use that thing?
To determine the trajectory of the bullet, yes.
Show me where you found the body.
Take it easy,
safety's on.
Got it.
Scott, do me a favor.
Glow your eyes, tell me if you can see it, too.
I see it.
That's because it's made from an element
with a higher heat signature than regular metal.
It shines infrared,
like your eyes,
because it's silver.
LIAM: Aaron?
Hey, guys. MASON: Thank God you're okay.
Where have you been?
I forgot we have a history test tomorrow.
COREY: We've been trying to call you.
Huh. Must've died.
(MALIA SIGHS)
How come no one's saying anything?
Silver, copper, lead.
Who cares what a bullet's made out of?
Don't they all do the same thing?
Well, there's a myth that a silver bullet can kill a werewolf.
CHRIS: But a real hunter would know it's just a myth.
Silver's too soft for bullets, they don't fly straight.
If you didn't fire it, then who did?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Someone who doesn't know what they're doing.
CHRIS: Someone dangerous.
A new hunter.
He killed every supernatural in the Closed Unit?
All of them?
He said he couldn't see it any other way.
Well, I've got another way. You don't kill everyone.
I think he was afraid.
The wolves, the rats.
It keeps coming back to the same thing, fear.
But what is everyone afraid of?
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Us.
We don't know what fear would do to somebody.
I mean, it can change them.
They'll look at us differently.
They'll do things that they've never done before.
People can be so stupid.
They're not stupid, they're scared.
And scared people will do things
that you wouldn't believe.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROWLS)
(GROANS)
(GROWLS)
(GROANS)
(SNARLS)
(GROWLS)
(GROANS)
(GROWLS)
Who's there?
Who are you?
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
GERARD: Someone who has been doing this a lot longer than you,
but also someone who recognizes raw talent
when he sees it.