Season 1 Sterek: Scenes & Dialogue
Purpose: To identify and catalog all the direct and indirect Sterek interactions in season 1 of Teen Wolf.
“Stiles Talking” or “Derek Talking” indicate only one person is present in the scene while the other is talked about or referenced with an image
if not labeled that, a scene includes Stiles and Derek directly interacting
names for each scene are how the scenes are tagged on my blog, if a scene has a “/” it’s because there are tags relating to different parts of the scene
“…” indicates a scene jump or unrelated dialogue that’s been cut out
() have been added to clarify unheard actions in a scene that affect the dialogue or to clarify the presence/awareness of Derek or Stiles throughout the scene
dialogue source is http://transcripts.foreverdreaming.org/viewforum.php?f=137, episodes were watched to clarify in some cases
Derek: What are you doing here? Huh? This is private property.
Stiles: Uh, sorry, man, we didn’t know.
Scott: Yeah, we were just looking for something, but… Uh, forget it. Uhm. All right, come on, I gotta get to work.
(Derek leaves Scott and Stiles by themselves)
Stiles: Dude, that was Derek Hale. You remember, right? He’s only like a few years older than us.
Stiles: His family. They all burned to death in a fire, like, ten years ago.
Stiles Talking: Questioning People
Scott: Oh, is this about the body? Did they find out who did it?
Stiles: No, they’re still questioning people, even Derek Hale.
Scott: Oh, the guy in the woods that we saw the other day.
Stiles: Yeah! Yes. But that’s not it, okay?
(the conversation turns to Stiles trying to convince Scott he’s a werewolf)
Stiles Talking: Ride from Party
Scott: No! Listen, you gotta find Allison.
Stiles: She’s fine, all right? I saw her get a ride from the party. She’s–she’s totally fine, all right?
Scott: No, I think I know who it is.
Stiles: You just let me in. We can try–
Scott: It’s Derek. Derek Hale is the werewolf. He’s the one that bit me. He’s the one that killed the girl in the woods.
Stiles: Scott…Derek’s the one who drove Allison from the party.
Ep 2: Second Chance at First Line
(Stiles and Scott are talking over Skype)
Stiles: Well, they don’t know yet. Now they’re just counting on you for Saturday. [typing: It looks like - ]
Scott: What? It looks like what? Come on. Damn it. What?
Stiles: [ - someone’s behind you.]
(Derek grabs Scott and slams him against the wall, we don’t see Stiles after Scott realizes Derek is there, but he could still be on Skype)
Derek: I saw you on the field.
Scott: Wha - what are you talking about?
Derek: You shifted in front of them! If they find out what you are, they find out about me. About all of us. And then it’s not just the hunters after us, it’s everyone.
Scott: But - They didn’t see anything! I..s - swear, I -
Derek: And they won’t! Because if you even try to play in that game on Saturday - I’m gonna kill you myself.
Stiles Talking: Other Half of Body
Scott: Curfew because of the body.
Stiles: Unbelievable. My dad’s out looking for a rabid animal, while the jerk-off who actually killed the girl is just hangin’ out, doing whatever he wants.
Scott: Well, you can’t exactly tell your dad the truth about Derek.
Stiles: I can do something.
Stiles: Find the other half of the body.
Derek Talking: Your Little Buddy Stiles
Scott: Derek! Derek! Stay away from her! She doesn’t know anything!
Derek: Yeah? What if she does? You think your little buddy Stiles can just google werewolves, and now you got all the answers, is that it? You don’t get it yet, Scott, but I’m looking out for you. Think about what could happen. You’re out on the field. The aggression takes over. And you shift in front of everyone. Your mom, all your friends. And when they see you… everything falls apart.
Stiles Talking: Smelled Blood
Stiles: What did you find? How did you find it? Where did you find it? And, yes, I’ve had a lot of Adderall, so -
Scott: I found something at Derek Hale’s.
Stiles: Are you kidding? What?
Scott: There’s something buried there - I could smell blood.
Stiles: That’s awesome! I mean, that’s terrible. Whose blood?
Scott: I don’t know. But when we do, your dad nails Derek for the murder. And then you help me figure out how to play lacrosse without changing. Because there’s no way I’m not playing that game.
Stiles Talking: He Said You Couldn’t
Scott: The scent was the same.
Stiles: So he did bury the other half of the body on his property?
Scott: Which means we have proof he killed the girl.
Stiles: Tell me something first. Are you doing this because you want to stop Derek, or because you want to play in the game, and he said you couldn’t?
Scott: There are bite marks on the legs, Stiles - bite marks.
Stiles: Okay. Then we’re gonna need a shovel.
Stiles Talking: Buried Body
Scott: This is taking way too long.
Scott: What if he comes back?
Stiles: Then we get the hell out of here.
Scott: What if he catches us?
Stiles: I have a plan for that.
Stiles: You run one way. I run the other. Whoever he catches first, too bad.
(they hit something while digging)
Stiles: Oh, stop, stop, stop.
(Stiles unties some rope)
Stiles: I’m trying. Did he have to tie the thing in, like, 900 knots?
Stiles: Okay, just so you know, I’m not afraid of you. Okay, maybe I am. Doesn’t matter. I just wanna know something. The girl you killed… she was a werewolf. She was a different kind, wasn’t she? I mean, she could turn herself into an actual wolf, and I know Scott can’t do that. Is that why you killed her?
Derek: Why are you so worried about me when it’s your friend who’s the problem? When he shifts on the field, what do you think they’re gonna do. Just keep cheering him on? I can’t stop him from playing, but you can. And, trust me… you want to.
Scott: You gonna try to convince me not to play?
Stiles: I just hope you know what you’re doing.
Scott: If I don’t play, I lose first line and Allison.
Stiles: Allison’s not going anywhere. And it’s one game that you really don’t need to play.
Scott: I wanna play! I wanna be on the team. I wanna go out with Allison. I want a semi-freaking-normal life. Do you get that?
Stiles: I get it. Just try not to worry too much while you’re out there, okay? Or get too angry.
Stiles: Don’t think about Allison being in the stands. Or that her father’s trying to kill you. Or that Derek’s trying to kill you. Or the girl he killed. Or that you might kill someone. If a hunter doesn’t kill you first - I’m sorry. I’ll stop. Good luck.
Stiles Talking: Let Out of Jail
Stiles: The, uh, medical examiner looked at the other half of the body we found.
Stiles: Well, I’ll keep it simple. Medical examiner determines killer of girl to be animal, not human. Derek’s human, not animal. Derek not killer. Derek let out of jail.
Stiles: No, and here’s a bigger kick in the ass. My dad ID’ed the dead girl. Both halves. Her name was Laura Hale.
Stiles Talking: Got Him Jailed
Stiles: Hey, come on, it’s gonna be fine, all right? Personally, I think you’re handling this pretty freakin’ amazingly. You know, it’s not like there’s a lycanthropy for beginners class you can take.
Scott: Yeah, not a class, but maybe a teacher.
Stiles: Who, Derek? You forgetting the part where we got him tossed in jail?
Scott: Yeah, I know, but chasing her, dragging her to the back of the bus, it felt so real.
Stiles Talking: Has the Answers
Scott: Then it wasn’t a dream. Something happened last night, and I can’t remember what.
Stiles: What makes you so sure that Derek even has all the answers?
Scott: Because during the full moon he wasn’t changed. He was in total control while I was running around in the middle of the night attacking some totally innocent guy.
Stiles Talking: Remembering Bus
Scott: No. I saw glowing eyes in the bus, but they weren’t mine. It was Derek.
Stiles: What about the driver?
Scott: I think I was actually trying to protect him.
Stiles: Wait, why would Derek help you remember that he attacked the driver?
Scott: That’s what I don’t get.
Stiles: It’s got to be a pack thing.
Stiles: Like an initiation. You do the kill together.
Scott: Because ripping someone’s throat out is a real bonding experience?
Stiles Talking: Who Still Scares Me
Stiles: If Derek isn’t the Alpha, if he’s not the one who bit you, then who did?
Stiles: Did the Alpha kill the bus driver?
Stiles: Does Allison’s dad know about the Alpha?
Scott: I don’t know! Jeez.
(the teacher passes back tests)
Stiles: Dude, you need to study more. That was a joke. Scott, it’s one test. You’re gonna make it up. Do you want help studying?
Scott: No. I’m studying with Allison after school today.
Scott: We’re just studying.
Stiles: Uh, no, you’re not.
Stiles: Not if I’m forced to live vicariously through you. If you go to her house today and squander that colossal opportunity, I swear to God I’ll have you de-balled.
Scott: Okay. Just… Stop with the questions, man.
Stiles: Done. No more questions. No more talk about the Alpha or Derek. Especially Derek… who still scares me.
(Derek appears in front of Stiles’ jeep and Stiles nearly hits him, Derek collapses)
Stiles: You’ve gotta be kidding me. This guy’s everywhere–
Scott: What the hell? What are you doing here?
Stiles: He’s not looking so good, dude.
Scott: Why aren’t you healing?
Derek: I can’t. It was–it was a different kind of bullet.
Scott: Wait, wait. That’s what she meant when she said you had 48 hours.
Derek: What? Who–who said 48 hours?
Scott: The one who shot you.
(Derek’s eyes flash blue)
Scott: What are you doing? Stop that!
Derek: I’m trying to tell you, I can’t!
Scott: Derek, get up! Help me to put him in your car.
(Scott puts Derek in Stiles’ car)
Derek: I need you to find out what kind of bullet they used.
Scott: How the hell am I supposed to do that?
Derek: ‘Cause she’s an Argent. She’s with them.
Scott: Why should I help you?
Derek: Because you need me.
Scott: Fine. I’ll try. Hey get him out of here.
Stiles: I hate you for this so much.
Stiles: Hey, try not to bleed out on my seats, okay? We’re almost there.
Derek: What? No, you can’t take me there.
Stiles: I can’t take you to your own house?
Derek: Not when I can’t protect myself.
Stiles: Alright. What happens if Scott doesn’t find your little magic bullet? Hmm? Are you dying?
Derek: Not yet. I have a last resort.
Stiles: What do you mean? What last resort? Oh, my God. What is that? Oh, is that contagious? You know what, you should probably just get out.
Derek: Start the car. Now.
Stiles: I don’t think you should be barking orders with the way you look, okay? In fact, I think if I wanted to, I could probably drag your little werewolf ass out into the middle of the road and leave you for dead.
Derek: Start the car, or I’m gonna rip your throat out… With my teeth.
(Stiles and Derek are still in the car, Stiles calls Scott)
Stiles: What am I supposed to do with him?
Scott: Take him somewhere, anywhere.
Stiles: And, by the way, he’s starting to smell.
Scott: Okay, take him to the animal clinic.
Stiles: What about your boss?
Scott: He’s gone by now. There’s a spare key in the box behind the dumpster.
Stiles: You’re not gonna believe where he’s telling me to take you.
(Derek takes the phone from Stiles)
Scott: How am I supposed to find one bullet? They have a million. This house is like… the fricken Walmart of guns.
Derek: Look, if you don’t find it, then I’m dead, all right?
Scott: I’m starting to think that wouldn’t be such a bad thing.
Derek: Then think about this. The Alpha called you out against your will. He’s gonna do it again. Next time you either kill with him or you get killed. So if you wanna stay alive, then you need me. Find the bullet.
Stiles: Does Northern blue monkshood mean anything to you?
Derek: It’s a rare form of wolfsbane. He has to bring me the bullet.
Derek: 'Cause I’m gonna die without it.
Stiles: Okay. You know, that really doesn’t look like anything some echinacea and a good night of sleep couldn’t take care of.
Derek: When the infection reaches my heart, it’ll kill me.
Stiles: “Positivity” just isn’t in your vocabulary, is it?
Derek: If he doesn’t get here with the bullet in time… Last resort.
Derek: You’re gonna cut off my arm.
Stiles: Oh, my God. What if you bleed to death?
Derek: It’ll heal if it works.
Stiles: Ugh. Look… I don’t know if I can do this.
Stiles: Well, because of the cutting through the flesh, the sawing of the bone, and especially the blood!
Derek: You faint at the sight of blood?
Stiles: No, but I might at the sight of a chopped-off arm!
Derek: All right, fine. How about this? Either you cut off my arm, or I’m gonna cut off your head.
Stiles: Okay, you know what, I’m so not buying your threats any–
(Derek vomits black blood)
Stiles: Oh, my God. Okay. All right, bought, sold. Totally. I’ll do it. I’ll do it. What? What are you doing? Holy God, what the hell is that?
Derek: It’s my body… Trying to heal itself.
Stiles: Well, it’s not doing a very good job of it.
Derek: Now. You gotta do it now.
Stiles: Look, honestly, I don’t think I can.
Stiles: Oh, my God. Okay, okay. Oh, my God. All right, here we go!
(Scott arrives with the bullet)
Scott: What the hell are you doing?
Stiles: Oh, you just prevented a lifetime of nightmares.
Stiles: What are you gonna do with it?
Derek: I’m gonna… I’m gonna…
(Derek faints and drops the bullet, Scott tries to retrieve it)
Scott: No. No, no, no, no.
Stiles: Derek. Derek, come on, wake up. Scott, what the hell are we gonna do?
Scott: I don’t know! I can’t reach it.
Stiles: He’s not waking up!
Stiles: I think he’s dying. I think he’s dead!
Scott: Just hold on! Come on. Oh! I got it! I got it!
Stiles: Please don’t kill me for this.
(Stiles slaps Derek and punches him to wake him up)
(Derek cures himself with the bullet)
Stiles: That…Was…Awesome! Yes!
Derek: Well, except for the agonizing pain.
Stiles: I’m guessing the ability to use sarcasm is a good sign of health.
Scott: Okay, we saved your life, which means you’re gonna leave us alone, you got that? And if you don’t, I’m gonna go back to Allison’s dad, and I’m gonna tell him everything–
Derek: You’re gonna trust them? You think they can help you?
Scott: Well, why not? They’re a lot freaking nicer than you are.
Derek: I can show you exactly how nice they are.
Stiles Talking: Hale House Fire Report
Sheriff: Hey, what do you say we get to the conference part of this conference, cupcake?
Coach: I like your thinking. So, Stiles. Great kid. Zero ability to focus. Super smart. Never takes advantage of his talents.
(as Coach talks the screen shows Stiles intently researching, this includes the report of the Hale house fire)
Derek Talking: Garage Ambush
Scott: Yeah, but that was–I mean…Would you just stop? Please? What happened the other night, Stiles’ dad getting hurt, that was my fault. I should have been there to do something. I need you to teach me how to control this.
Derek: Do you want to live? Do you want to protect your friends? Yes or no?
Stiles Talking: Idiot for Trusting Him
Scott: Still not talking to me? Okay, can you at least tell me if your dad’s okay? It’s just a bruise, right? Some soft tissue damage? Nothin’ that big… You know I feel really bad about it, right? Okay. What if I told you that I’m trying to figure this whole thing out, and… That I went to Derek for help?
Stiles: If I was talking to you, I’d say that you’re an idiot for trusting him. But obviously I’m not talking to you.
(class lets out and the scene changes to them in the hallway)
Stiles: Wh–he wants you to tap into your animal side and get angry?
Stiles: All right, well, correct me if I’m wrong, but every time you do that, you try to kill someone, and that someone’s usually me.
Scott: I know. That’s what he means when he says he doesn’t know if he can teach me. I have to be able to control it.
Stiles: Well, how’s he gonna teach you to do that?
Scott: I don’t know. I don’t think he does either.
Stiles: Okay. When are you seeing him again?
Scott: He told me not to talk about it. Just act normal and get through the day.
Scott: He’s picking me up at the animal clinic after work.
Stiles: After work. All right, well, that gives me to the end of the school day then.
Stiles: To teach you myself.
Stiles Talking: Better Yoda
Scott: Does that mean you don’t hate me now?
Stiles: No. But your crap has infiltrated my life, so now I have to do something about it. Plus I’m definitely a better Yoda than Derek.
Scott: Okay, yeah, you teach me.
Stiles: Yeah, I’ll be your Yoda.
Scott: Yeah, you be my Yoda.
Stiles: Your Yoda I will be. I said it backwards.
Stiles: All right, you know what? I definitely still hate you. Uh-huh. Oh, yeah.
Stiles Talking: Too Spartan Warrior
Stiles: Scott? Scott, you started to change.
Scott: From anger. But it was more than that. Was like, the angrier I got, the stronger I felt.
Stiles: So it is anger, then. Derek’s right.
Scott: I can’t be around Allison.
(Scott and Stiles head inside to the locker room)
Stiles: You know, this whole “women make you weak” thing is a little too spartan warrior for me. It’s probably just part of the learning process.
Scott: Yeah, but you’ve seen Derek. I mean, the guy’s totally alone. What if I can, like, never be around her again?
Stiles: Well, if you’re not dead, that could be a good thing.
Stiles: All right, you’re not gonna end up like Derek, all right? We’ll figure it out.
Stiles: Well, personally I’m a fan of ignoring a problem until eventually it just goes away.
Scott: Just make sure we can get inside. He’s here.
Stiles: Oh, well, he looks comfortable.
(Scott howls through the school PA system)
Derek: I’m gonna kill both of you. What the hell was that? What are you trying to do, attract the entire state to the school?
Scott: Sorry. I didn’t know it would be that loud.
Stiles: Yeah, it was loud. And it was AWESOME.
Stiles: Don’t be such a sour wolf.
(Scott notices Deaton is missing from Derek’s car)
Scott: What’d you do with him?
Derek: What? I didn’t do anything.
Stiles Talking: Not a Minor Injury
Stiles: Deaton, the alpha? Your boss.
Stiles: Yes, murdering psycho werewolf.
Stiles: Oh come on. He disappears, and that thing shows up ten seconds later to toss Derek 20 feet through the air? That’s not convenient timing?
Scott: No, Derek’s not dead. He can’t be dead.
Stiles: Blood spurted out of his mouth, okay? That doesn’t exactly qualify as a minor injury. He’s dead, and we’re next.
Scott: Okay, just… What do we do?
Stiles: We get to my jeep, we get out of here, you seriously think about quitting your job, good?
Stiles Talking: Derek’s Car Plan
Stiles: And tell him what?
Scott: I don’t know, anything. Gas leak, a fire, whatever. If that thing sees the parking lot filled with cop cars, it’ll take off.
Stiles: What if it doesn’t? What if it goes completely Terminator and kills every cop in sight, including my dad?
Stiles: Yeah, and Derek had to be shot with a wolfsbane-laced bullet to even slow him down, you remember that?
Scott: Then we…we have to… We have to find a way out and just run for it.
Stiles: There’s nothing near the school for at least a mile.
Scott: What about Derek’s car?
Stiles: That could work. We go outside, we get the keys off his body, and then we take his car.
Stiles Talking: Psychotic Teamwork
Stiles: God, what is he doing? What does he want?
Scott: Me. Derek says it’s stronger with a pack.
Stiles: Oh, great. A psychotic werewolf who’s into teamwork. That’s - that’s beautiful.
Stiles Talking: Under the Bus
Scott: It’s Derek. It’s Derek Hale.
Jackson: Derek killed the janitor?
Scott: No, Derek killed them.
Scott: Yeah, starting with his own sister.
Scott: And the guy in the video store - it’s been Derek the whole time. He’s in here with us. And if we don’t get out now - He’s going to kill us too.
Jackson: Wh - what do you mean “No?"
Stiles: I mean no. You wanna hear it in spanish? No. Look, Derek killed three people, okay? We don’t know what he’s armed with.
…
Allison: What the—what - what is this? Why does Derek wanna kill us? Why is he killing anyone?
Scott: Why’s everyone looking at me?
Lydia: Is he the one that sent her the text?
Scott: No. I mean, I don’t know.
Allison: Is he the one that called the police?
Stiles: All right, why don’t we ease back on the throttle here, yeah?
(Stiles and Scott talk off to the side, away from the others)
Stiles: Okay, first off, throwing Derek under the bus, nicely done.
Scott: I didn’t know what to say. I had to say something. And if he’s dead then it doesn’t matter, right? Except if he’s not. Oh, god, I totally just bit her head off.
Stiles: And she’ll totally get over it. Bigger issues at hand here, like how do we get out alive?
Scott: But we are alive. It could’ve killed us already. It’s like it’s cornering us or something.
Stiles: So what, he wants to eat us all at the same time?
Scott: No! Derek said it wants revenge.
Stiles Talking: Saw Him Too
Sheriff: You sure it was Derek Hale?
Stiles Talking: Be Careful Tonight
Stiles: What’s going on? Did you find Derek yet?
Sheriff: I’m workin’ on it. You go take your test.
Stiles: All right, dad, listen to me.
Stiles: This is really important. You have to be careful tonight, okay? Especially tonight.
Sheriff: Stiles, I’m always careful.
Stiles: Dad, you’ve never dealt with this kind of thing before, okay? At least not like this.
Quick Pick Up / Backseat Commentary
(Derek gets into the car with Scott and Stiles)
Scott: What part of laying low don’t you understand?
Derek: Damn it, I had him!
Derek: Yes! He was right in front of me, and the friggin’ police showed up.
Stiles: Whoa, hey, they’re just doing their jobs…
Derek: Yeah, thanks to someone who decided to make me the most wanted fugitive in the entire state.
Scott: Can we seriously get past that? I made a dumbass mistake. I get it.
Stiles: All right. How did you find him?
Scott: Can you try to trust us for at least half a second?
Stiles: Yeah, both of us. Or just him. I’ll be back here.
Derek: Look the last time I talked to my sister, she was close to figuring something out. She found two things. The first was a guy named Harris.
Stiles: Our chemistry teacher?
Scott: What’s the second?
Derek: Some kind of symbol.
(Derek shows Scott the symbol)
Derek: What? You know what this is?
Scott: I’ve seen it on a necklace. Allison’s necklace.
Stiles Talking: Danny Plan
Scott: I need a cure. Right now.
Stiles: Does he know about Allison’s father?
Stiles: Okay, where’s Derek?
Scott: Hiding, like we told him to. Why?
Stiles: I have another idea. It’s gonna take a little time and finesse, though.
(Stiles turns around to answer his dad and sees Derek in his room)
Stiles: Yo, D—Derek. I, um…
(Stiles goes out of the room to talk to his dad and then reenters, Derek pins Stiles to the door)
Derek: If you say one word–
Stiles: Oh, what, you mean, like, "Hey, dad, Derek Hale’s in my room… Bring your gun”? Yeah, that’s right. If I’m harboring your fugitive ass, it’s my house, my rules, buddy.
(Derek lets Stiles go and then feints a lunge to scare him)
Derek: Scott didn’t get the necklace?
Stiles: No. He’s still working on it. But there’s something else we can try. The night we were trapped at the school, Scott sent a text to Allison asking her to meet him there.
Stiles: So it wasn’t Scott.
Derek: Well, can you find out who sent it?
Stiles: No, not me. But I think I know somebody who can.
My Cousin Miguel / Using Shirtless Derek
Stiles: Um, my cousin…Miguel.
Danny: Is that blood on his shirt?
Stiles: Yeah. Yes. Well, he gets these horrible nosebleeds. Hey, Miguel. I thought I told you you could borrow one of my shirts. So anyway, I mean, we both know you have the skills to trace that text, so we should probably–
Stiles: Then try something else on.
(Stiles notices Danny looking at Derek while he changes)
Stiles: Sorry. Hey, that one looks pretty good, huh? What do you think, Danny? The shirt.
Danny: It’s–it’s not really his color.
(Stiles and Danny turn around and talk amongst themselves while Derek changes)
Stiles: You swing for a different team, but you still play ball, don’t you, Danny boy?
Danny: You’re a horrible person.
Stiles: I know. It keeps me awake at night. Anyway, about that text.
Derek: Stiles! None of these fit.
Danny: I’ll need the ISP, the phone number, and the exact time of the text.
Danny: There. The text was sent from a computer. This one.
Derek: Registered to that account name?
Stiles: No, no, no, no. That can’t be right.
In the Jeep 2 / Steering Wheel
(Stiles and Derek are in the jeep and on the phone with Scott who’s at the lacrosse game)
Scott: Did you get the picture?
Stiles: Yeah, I did, and it looks just like the drawing.
Derek: Hey, is there something on the back of it? There’s gotta be something. An inscription, an opening, something.
Scott: No, no, the thing’s flat. And, no, it doesn’t open. There’s nothing in it, on it, around it, nothing. And where are you? You’re supposed to be here. You’re first line.
Coach: Where the hell is Bilinski?
Scott: Man, you’re not gonna play if you’re not here to start.
Stiles: I know. Look, if you see my dad, can you tell him– tell him I’ll be there, I’ll just be a little bit late, okay? All right, thanks.
Derek: You’re not gonna make it.
Derek: And you didn’t tell him about his mom, either.
Stiles: Not till we find out the truth.
Derek: By the way, one more thing.
(Derek hits Stiles’ head on the steering wheel)
Stiles: Oh, God! What the hell was–
Derek: You know what that was for. Go. Go!
(Stiles goes inside the hospital)
(Stiles is on the phone with Derek)
Stiles: Yeah, I said I can’t find her.
Derek: Look, ask for Jennifer. She’s been looking after my uncle.
Stiles: Yeah, well, he’s not here either.
Stiles: He’s not here. He’s gone, Derek.
Derek: Stiles, get out of there right now–it’s him! He’s the Alpha! Get out!
Peter: You must be Stiles.
Nurse: What are you doing here? Visiting hours are over.
Stiles: You…and him. You’re– you’re the one who– Oh, my– and he’s– Oh my God, I’m gonna die.
(Derek arrives and elbows the nurse in the face)
Peter: That’s not nice. She’s my nurse.
Derek: She’s a psychotic bitch helping you kill people.
Derek: Get out of the way.
Stiles Talking: Mugshot / Arson
Sheriff: You know, Derek Hale would be a whole hale of a lot– Hale of a lot?
Sheriff: Hell. Yes. He would be a hell of a lot easier to catch if we could get an actual picture of him.
Stiles: How do you not have a picture of him?
Sheriff: It’s the weirdest thing. It’s like every time we tried to get a mug shot, it’s like two– Laser beams were pointing at the camera.
(Stiles looks at the picture of Derek)
Sheriff: See, the thing is they’re all connected. I mean, the bus driver that got killed, he was an insurance investigator assigned to the Hale house fire.
Stiles: “Terminated under suspicion of fraud."
Sheriff: The video store clerk who got his throat slashed - He’s a convicted felon, history of arson.
Stiles: What about the other two guys, the guys who got killed in the woods?
Sheriff: Priors all over their records including -
Stiles: Arson. So maybe they all had something to do with the fire. Another shot?
(Stiles pours alcohol for his dad)
Sheriff: Stiles, there’s just so many questions.
Sheriff: Like if Derek - wanted to kill everyone involved with the fire. Then why start with his sister? I mean, she had nothing to do with it. Why make it look like some kind of animal did it? When that cougar ended up in the parking lot - I checked with animal control. You know the instances of wild animal reports were up 70% over the past few months? It’s like they’re just going crazy, running out of the woods. I don’t know.
Stiles: Or something’s scaring them out.
Stiles Talking: Let Him Die For Me
Stiles: It’s not here. Okay, so you lost your phone. Why don’t you just get a new one?
Scott: I can’t afford a new one. And I can’t do this alone. We have to find Derek.
Stiles: Well, "A”, you’re not alone. You have me. And “B”, didn’t you say Derek walked into gunfire? He sounds pretty dead.
Scott: Argent’s plan was to use him to get to the Alpha– they’re not gonna kill him.
Stiles: All right, so then just let them do what they’re planning, you know? They use Derek to get Peter– problem solved.
Scott: Not if Peter’s going after Allison to find Derek! I can’t protect her on my own. Which means we either find Derek first– just– just help me!
Stiles: You know, you probably lost it when you two were fighting. You remember that, when he was trying to kill you, after you interrupted him trying to kill Jackson? Are you starting to see a pattern of violent behavior here?
Scott: He wasn’t going to kill anyone. And I’m not letting him die.
Stiles: Could you at least think about letting him die? For me?
Stiles: Scott, you can’t protect everyone.
Stiles Talking: Facing Down Peter
(Peter attacks Lydia and afterwards she’s laying on the ground unconscious)
Stiles: Don’t kill her. Please.
Peter: Of course not. Just tell me how to find Derek.
Peter: Tell me how to find Derek Hale.
Stiles: I don’t know that. How would I know that?
Peter: Because you’re the clever one, aren’t you? And because deception has a particularly acrid scent, Stiles. Tell me the truth– Or I will rip her apart.
Stiles: Look– Look, I don’t know, okay? I sw–I swear to god, I have no idea.
Stiles: Okay, okay, okay, look, I– I think he knew–
Stiles: Derek, I think he– I think he knew he was gonna be caught.
Stiles: When they were shot, he and Scott– I think he took Scott’s Phone.
Stiles: They all have GPS now. So if he still has it and if it’s still on– you can find him.
Stiles Talking: At His Own House
Stiles: What happens after you find Derek?
Peter: Don’t think, Stiles. Type.
Stiles: You’re gonna kill people, aren’t you?
Peter: Only the responsible ones.
Stiles: Look, if I do this, you have to promise to leave Scott out of it.
Peter: Do you know why wolves hunt in packs? It’s because their favorite prey are too large to be brought down by one wolf alone. I need Derek and Scott. I need both of them.
Stiles: He’s not gonna help you.
Peter: Oh, he will. Because it’ll save Allison. And you will, because it will save Scott. Your best friend whom you know so well, you even have his username and password. His username is “Allison”? His password is also “Allison”?
Stiles: Still want him in your pack?
(Stiles gets the results of the GPS tracker)
Stiles: Wait, what the– That’s where they’re keeping him? At his own house?
Peter: Not at it. Under it. I know exactly where that is. And I’m not the only one.
Stiles Talking: Barely Knew Him
Sheriff: Stiles. Listen, just go wait with your friends, all right?
Stiles: Dad, tell me. Look, you know it has something to do with Derek.
Sheriff: What? But I thought you two said you barely knew him.
Stiles: All right, we might know him a little better than that.
Stiles Talking: Locked in a Basement
Chris: Did Scott try to kill you on the full moon? Did you have to lock him up?
Stiles: Yeah, I did. I had to handcuff him to a radiator. Why? Would you prefer I locked him in the basement and burned the whole house down around him?
Chris: I hate to dispel a popular rumor, Stiles, but we never did that.
Stiles: Oh, right. Derek said you guys had a code. I guess no one ever breaks it.
Stiles: What if someone does?
(Stiles arrives while Derek is inside, Peter gets burned, Derek comes out)
Scott: Wait! You said the cure comes from the one who bit you. Derek. If you do this, I’m dead. Her father, her family - what am I supposed to do?
Peter: You’ve - already - decided. I can smell it on you!
Scott: Wait! No, no! Don’t!
(Stiles and Scott watch Derek kill Peter and gain his power)
Derek: I’m the Alpha now.
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