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Scott: Stiles, I'm so sorry. I should have listened to you from the start. Now Theo's ruined everything and, worst of all, I lost you. Stiles: ... Stiles: Well, I hate to say "I told you so," so... Welcome to Miami!
Isaac: Hey. Are you crying? Derek, visibly crying: I'm not crying! I'm--- fucking doing my face muscle exercises. I'm exercising the muscles in my face, making my face more... muscular. Derek: [scoffs] Your face is skinny as shit, I can tell you don't do these exercises for your face. Some of them look like crying. They're not crying. Isaac, gently: Well, can you maybe teach them to me? Derek: No!
Isaac, showing Scott inside: Derek? Your 11 o'clock is here. Derek: Oh, excellent. Scott, come on in. Scott: Hey man. It's so weird scheduling these chats, right? But I get it, you're a busy dude these days. Derek: I think you meant to say "busy alpha." Scott: ...Co-alpha. Anyways, I wanted to talk to you about whether--- Isaac, showing Stiles inside: Derek, your 11:01 is here. Derek: Stiles, I'm terribly sorry, that last meeting took for-e-ver. [glares at Scott]
Deaton: Since all of you are so interested in... "upping the cool factor" of our projects, as Mr. McCall said, I have come up with a code name: Operation Butterfly. Stiles: No offense, but you're not known to be particularly creative. So, what, are we fighting a Mothra now? Deaton: [glances at Derek] Stiles: I saw that! So we ARE fighting a Mothra! What the hell are we going to fight a Mothra with? Deaton: That's not what this is. Stiles: Can I get a jetpack? Derek: No! Stiles: Are you kidding me? As the pack human, how the fuck am I supposed to fight a Mothra without at least a jetpack? Deaton: It's not a Mothra. Stiles: Still, my desire for a jetpack remains, 'cause you got me all excited about it!
Stiles: I can't believe I couldn't solve this. I just... I just wanted it to be perfect. Derek: We protect our territory the best we can with what we have. That's what the pack has done for centuries. You don't have to be so hard on yourself. What we do is good enough. Stiles: Wow, thanks, Derek. I would love to sit in this moment with you, but I just thought of a plan that will fix everything, completely ignoring your pleas for me to let this go. Derek: Stiles: I love you, bye! [runs off]
Scott: Okay, Derek's out sick so I'll be in charge of the meeting. But he did have specific instructions for me to play this DVD called "Play in case of emergency". -----[Video starts playing]----- Derek: Hello, Hale Pack. It's me, your alpha, Derek. And if you're watching this, it means it's too late for me. The pack: [gasps] Derek: --to come in today. Scott: [closes the laptop] That's enough of that.
Scott: So... the stuff with Theo... apology accepted? Stiles: Yes. And the candy and the snacks. And the six hundred and forty three text messages. Stiles: You definitely got a little full of yourself towards the end.
Derek, grabbing the mic: Happy Valentine's Day, Beacon Hills High. For me, it is not happy. But don't let my sadness diminish your night. Anyway, romantic relationships never work out and life is fleeting.
Derek: Just when things start to turn around, they fall apart.
Derek: Now I know exactly how FDR felt after Pearl Harbor.
Peter: Derek... you have to do the right thing here.
Derek, solemnly: I know. I will.
-----[later]-----
Peter: I have never taken the high road. But I tell other people to, because then there's more room for me on the low road.
Derek: To be a good alpha, you need to find something that really motivates you. Why do you want a pack?
Scott: I just wanna protect my friends.
Derek: That's great. Keep going.
Scott: Okay, yeah. I love my friends. I think they're awesome. They're all I care about in the whole world!
Derek: Yes. Love and friendship. What else is there, really? I wanted to be an alpha because I lost my entire family in a terrible fire... and I suppose I need to feel like I have a pack, like they're my new family. So the loneliness doesn't destroy me. Leaving me... to die alone.
Scott: Great! You got your goal, I got mine! I'm gonna go run some laps!
deaton: Let's put this matter aside for the time being. stiles, looking around nervously: Can only you see the Time Being? deaton: Huh? stiles: Is it standing near me? deaton: Who? stiles, on the verge of a panic attack: The Time Being.
Derek: I've been trying to go easier on my pack. Sometimes they don't take things as seriously as they should, and I can't always be mad at them. They're still learning the ropes, and if they break a few rules here or there, it's just cause they're trying to have fun. Deaton: I remember. When I was seven, I used to sneak into my father's office to see his collection of antique globes.
[pack training session] Derek: Wow. Scott just killed Stiles. He wasn't fast enough to untie him before the hunter pulled the trigger. Stiles: Derek--- Derek: I can't hear you, Stiles, you're dead. Scott, he bled out in your lap. And now you show up at my door. How are you going to break the news to me? Let's see. Scott: Okay, we don't have to do this. Derek: Ah, hello Scott! How are things going with Stiles, the love of my life? Wait, why are you here at this late hour? And whose blood is that? Scott: Dude, I get it. Derek: It's---it's Stiles' blood? This is devastating. I'm inconsolable. And... [Derek snaps his fingers] Derek: I've killed myself.
Stiles: Derek, it's no use pretending to be upset at us. No offense, but I can read every emotion you're feeling on your face. Derek, growling: Can you read this one? Stiles: Yes! You're trying to be tough and angry, but deep down you're super impressed by what Scott accomplished today, and you're proud of your whole pack for coming together. Derek: Derek: Damn, you're good.
[inside the burnt, shattered, destroyed remains of the Hale house] Stiles: God. What happened here, Derek? Derek, deadpan: I couldn't find the remote.
do something nice for yourself today, ideally MORE than one thing, but at least one.
it can be as small as making a cup of tea with a flavor you like or taking a second to sip on your coffee, really pay attention to how it tastes and the feeling of the warm cup in your hands.
take an extra break at work. take it in the bathroom if you have to, but give yourself that extra time. deep breaths.
get a little snack. something that you might not normally allow yourself.