Hang on-- if the Nemeton's covered in bodies, shouldn't you be able to find them?
Me?
Yes, you! That's what you do. You're the banshee! You find the bodies.
Well, the banshee's having an off-day, so how about we talk to Parrish?
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S1 E15Unfinished Business
[Beth, a recently discovered chimera, just lost a fingernail and began to bleed black blood before running out of class. Malia, worried, rushes after her, but is stopped by Natalie Martin]
Malia, if you need to use the restroom, it's one at a time. And, if you're planning on leaving class, I'd consider your recent drop in grades.
She needs help!
Not from you.
[suspiciously] You know what's going on, don't you?
I know that I'd like to see you get through senior year with passing grades.
[Malia, annoyed, flashes her blue eyes at Natalie]
You know more than that.
I think you need to focus more on your schoolwork. All of you.
[Liam and Hayden have just stopped at Sinema to get her paycheck before they attempt to leave town, and Hayden has just knelt in front of the safe]
You know the combination?
12-34-56.
But that's...
Yeah. Phil's an idiot. My sister's going to go out of her mind worrying about me.
We'll come up with something to tell her.
How far are we gonna go?
Wherever's far enough, I guess.
What if I turn out like Tracy? What if I hurt you?
[smiles] I'll get over it.
[Lydia and Parrish have just found the Nemeton, and he is freaking out about what he has just learned about what he's been doing during his blackouts]
I need to call it in. No, I need to turn myself in!
I don't think that's such a good idea...
You just told me I'm the one taking the bodies! I've attacked other law enforcement officers. That's a criminal offense! I shouldn't even be near you.
[gives him a look] I'm not afraid of you.
I'm afraid of me.
Whatever's happening seems to only happen when there's a body. Other than that, you're still a pretty nice guy. And you're a pretty good deputy.
I'm a very good deputy, and I'd like to stay that way. Flipping over Jeeps and attacking colleagues doesn't exactly fit with "protect and serve." I'm covering up the bodies of murdered teenagers!
You're not covering them up...
[Lydia is suddenly struck by a realization]
Actually, maybe you are.
[confused] What?
It's the same thing we asked Stilinski to do with Tracy. You're not covering up bodies... You're covering up the supernatural.
What's the difference?
Maybe you're keeping the secret safe. Maybe that's part of what you do.
I'm a deputy.
You're not just a deputy. And you aren't one of the bad guys.
Lydia, you just showed me that my dream was real... But you haven't heard the rest of it. Every time I carry a body to the Nemeton, I put it down and add to the ones that are already there.
[worriedly] How many?
Hundreds, Lydia. Hundreds.
[Liam, Theo, and Hayden are on their way to the animal clinic after the Dread Doctors gave Hayden an overdose of modified mercury]
How do we help her?
I don't know. When it's wolfsbane poisoning, you burn it out. But I don't know anything about mercury. Especially a kind that's probably been altered by them.
Is she going to heal?
The problem is she's not really like us, Liam. None of them are. They're more like... like cheap knockoffs. She might not be as strong as we are, or heal like we do. She's not a real werewolf.
[gets an idea] What if we turn her into one?
Nice idea. Except you and I can't do that.
...But Scott can.
[Stiles has just arrived at the animal clinic to find Scott waiting for him in the pouring rain. He's holding the wrench Stiles used to fight Donovan, and Stiles' eyes widen when he sees it]
Where did you get that?
[Scott is shocked to learn that it really is Stiles' wrench]
This is yours? Why didn't you tell me?
I was going to.
No, but why didn't you tell me when it happened?
[panicking] I couldn't.
You killed him? You killed Donovan?
Well, he was going to kill my dad. Huh, was I supposed to just let him?
You weren't supposed to do this! None of us are.
You think I had a choice?
There's always a choice.
Yeah, well, I can't do what you can, Scott. I know you probably wouldn't have done it. You probably would've just figured something out, right?
I'd try...
[angrily] Yeah, because you're Scott McCall! You're the True Alpha! Guess what? All of us can't be True Alphas. Some of us have to make mistakes! Some of us have to get out hands a little bloody sometimes. Some of us are human!
[Scott, who didn't believe Theo's story until this point, takes Stiles' comment as confirmation that he was telling the truth and looks horrified]
So you had to kill him?
Scott, he was going to kill my dad!
But the way that it happened... There's a point when it's... it's not self-defense anymore.
[confused] What are you even talking about? I didn't have a choice, Scott! You don't even believe me, do you?
I want to.
Okay. Alright, so... So, believe me, then. Scott, say you believe me. Say it. Say you believe me.
Stiles, we can't kill people that we're trying to save...
Say you believe me.
We can't kill people!
Do you believe that? Well, what do I do about this? What do you want me to do? Okay, just be... Scott, just tell me how to fix this, alright? Please, just tell me. What do you want me to do?
[sighs] Don't worry about Malia or Lydia. We'll find them. Maybe... Maybe you should talk to your dad.
[Sheriff and Deputy Clarke have just arrived at the high school to find that the school sign has been thrown through the ceiling of the entrance hall and is now laying broken on the ground. The Dread Doctors appear a few meters behind them]
PThe Pathologist
Success?
Imminent.
[about Liam] You know we're going to need help with him.
[sighs] He'll be all right.
He's sixteen and in love. First love. You remember what that's like?
[sadly] Yeah. Trust me, I remember.
All those emotions mixed with the supermoon? Tonight isn't going to be good.
I know.
We need help, and I don't mean restraints or chains. I mean Malia, Stiles, Lydia... You need your pack, Scott.
I'm not so sure I have one anymore.
[Lydia is sitting outside of Parrish's holding cell, where they're both leaning against the same part of the metal barred door]
Go home, Lydia. Stilinski isn't telling anyone where he put the bodies, and I'm pretty sure that I'm not psychic.
[softly] But you're drawn to death. Just like me.
Does that make me kind of a banshee? You find bodies, I find chimeras... Dead chimeras.
So, we're both harbingers of death.
I should probably add that to my resume.
[shrugs] It's on my college applications.
[Stiles and Malia are watching as Stiles' Jeep gets towed away]
Can they fix it?
There's not enough duct tape in the world to fix that thing.
Maybe you should find something other than duct tape.
[sighs] It's got a bad alternator. You know, needs all new belts, transmission's going, the brake pads are basically metal on metal...
[concerned] How come you let it get so bad?
There's been a few distractions, if you haven't noticed.
I notice. More than you think I do.
Does it help, knowing? Knowing what you are?
It doesn't scare me as much, that I know. Do I scare you?
Once.
Really?
It was the night I found that werewolf, the one with the talons. I thought I was going to die that night.
How come?
Because I saw you. I saw the banshee. But I guess it was just a dream or a hallucination.
[curiously] What was I doing?
Trying to keep me alive.
[smiles] Well, sorry, but the banshee was mostly trying to stay out of the rain. That was the night of the storm, remember? The Wild Hunt.
The what?
Oh, it's something Kira was telling me. A myth about thunderstorms... Ghost Riders in the sky, and black dogs...
[Lydia is suddenly struck by a realization]
What is it?
I need to check on something. I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere.
[Jordan makes a face at her]
You know what I mean.
[Malia has just dropped Stiles off at the Sheriff's station so he can talk to his dad]
Are you going to tell him about Donovan?
[shocked] You knew?
I guessed. I saw the bite on your shoulder while you were sleeping. It didn't matter to me. That's why I never said anything.
[sighs] It matters to me.
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