[The McCall Pack has just explained to Liam what they are, and he looks at them in confusion as he points at each of them in turn as he tries to understand]
[loses his temper] I feel like I'm surrounded by a bunch of psychotic nutjobs! You guys are out of your freaking minds. I don't know how you did that eye-thing, and I don't care. I'm walking out that door right now, and if any of you try to stop me, I swear to God, I'm gonna--
[Liam sudden begins to wolf out mid-sentence, and everyone panics]
[unfazed] Surprisingly enough, you're not the first person to ever say something like that. I'm not leaving you, and I'm not going to let you hurt anyone.
[Demarco sees that someone slit the tires of his car and starts to wolf-out from the full moon's influence. He starts to chant a mantra under his breath]
DMDemarco Montana
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, the truth.
[to Malia] I'm not going to run, because I don't think you're going to hurt me. And, I think maybe you're so afraid of hurting me because of what you did to your family. I know what that's like. I remember everything that I did. And, the worst part is I remember liking it. Because I felt powerful. I felt fearless. And, most of all, in control. But, when I came through it, I learned something else-- Control is overrated.