Teen Wolf (2011–2017): Season 2, Episode 6 - Frenemy - full transcript

Previously on Teen Wolf

do they think it's Lydia?

How do we know it's not her?

She was bitten by an Alpha.

It's her.

This thing can't
even channel

it into killing her.

You cannot do this!

I can't let her live!

We've gotta figure out a way

to protect her.



They're not here to scare us,

they're here to kill Lydia.

I can hold you off until the

cops get here.

I think I'm finally getting

why you keep refusing me, Scott.

You're not an Omega.

You're already an Alpha
of your own pack.

It's Jackson.

I need you to promise that you

won't say anything about what

just happened.

I'll promise not to say

anything about what just



happened if you
can tell me what

the hell just happened.

It's... it's kind
of complicated.

Well, how 'bout you start

with why was Derek there?

Or where Jackson went, or what

is wrong with Erica?

Oh, do you need a
minute to come

up with a plausible lie?

Part of t reason why I'm

asking is because Scott and I

aren't supposed to be seeing

each other, okay?

So, it's better
if you just keep

what you know to yourself.

Fine.

I'll keep what I know about you

and your boyfriend...

which is nothing... to myself.

Hey.

He's not just my boyfriend.

You get that, right?

Let me go.

Just for one second, please,

try and remember...
remember what?

Remember what it feels like.

All of those times in school

when you see him standing down

the hall, and you
cannot breathe

until you're with him.

Or those times in class when

you... you can't stop looking at

the clock because you know that

he's standing right out there

waiting for you.

Don't you remember
what that's like?

No.

What do you mean, "no"?

You've had boyfriends.

None like that.

Wha... sorry, I'm sorry.

Did you see where he went?

I lost him.

What?

You couldn't catch his scent?

I don't think he has one.

All right, any clue
where he's going?

To kill someone.

Ah.

That explains the claws, and

the fangs, and all that.

Makes perfect sense now.

What?

Scott, come on.

I'm 147 pounds of pale skin and

fragile bone, okay?

Sarcasm is my only defense.

Just help me find it.

Not "it." Jackson.

Yeah, I know.

I-I know.

All right, but
does he know that?

Did anybody else
see him back at

your house?

I mean, I don't
think so, but

he already passed
Derek's test anyway.

Yeah, but that's
just the thing.

How did he pass the test?

I don't know.

Maybe it's like
an either-or thing.

I mean, Derek said that a snake

can't be poisoned by
its own venom, right?

When's the Kanima
not the Kanima?

When it's Jackson.

Uh... dude.

See that?

He's inside.

What's he gonna do in there?

I know who he's after.

What, how?

How? Did you smell something?

Armani.

Aw, come on.

All right, maybe there's, like,

a, uh... like, a window we could

climb through, or
some kind of...

Handle that we could rip off

with supernatural strength.

How'd I not think of that one?

Dude, everyone
in here's a dude.

I think we're in a gay club.

Man, nothing gets past those

keen werewolf
senses, huh, Scott?

You're better
off without him.

Still doesn't feel good.

You know what
will feel good?

That guy.

Two beers.

I.D.S.

How 'bout two cokes?

Rum and coke?

Sure.

Coke's fine, actually.

I'm driving anyway.

That one's paid for.

Oh, shut up.

I didn't say anything.

Yeah, well, your face did.

Hey, I found Danny.

I found Jackson.

I love you.

Go.

Go.

Let's go, Prada.

You're all of six pounds.

There can't be
that much to come

out of you.

Prada, let's go!

Prada?

Prada.

Prada?

Lose something?

Get Danny.

What're you gonna do?

Works for me.

Danny!

Danny!

Danny.

Aah!

Jackson!

No, don't!

What do we do with him now?

So, should I
call the police,

or is there a non-rapist

explanation for
being in my yard

in the middle of the night?

I heard him barking, and I

live in the house back there.

Is that okay, or should
I start running?

Well, thanks for
bringing him back.

Everything okay?

"Okay" meaning what?

Meaning... are you all right?

Meaning the other
day in class?

I'm not crazy.

I may be the girl
who sleepwalks

naked and writes backwards on

the chalkboard,
but at least I'm

not one of those desperate

Vicodin-popping wrist
cutters at school.

Oh, is that what the other

girls are like?

Why'd you do that?

Do what?

You... you stepped back.

You stepped forward.

Maybe I wanted to kiss you.

Maybe I don't want you to.

Does that mean...
Maybe I could?

If you want me to punch you

in the throat.

Could I hold your hand?

What am I, nine years old?

Uh, could I
give you a flower?

Promise to keep it?

If I ask you tomorrow if you

have it, and you say, "no," I'm

gonna be really hurt.

Well, if I don't, I'll lie.

Danny.

McCall, what are
you doing here?

Just, uh, seeing
if you're okay.

And, um, I'm wondering if

anything weird
happened to you today.

Besides being
paralyzed from the

neck down.

Sorry, but we
need to get him

to the hospital.

One more question, just one.

Are you okay?

Did it happen to my ex too?

Yeah.

Then I'm great.

Couldn't get anything
out of Danny.

Okay, can we just get the

hell outta here now, before one

of my dad's deputies sees me?

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

Could this get any worse?

That was rhetorical.

Get rid of him.

Get rid of him?

We're at a crime
scene, and he's

the sheriff.

Do something.

Hey.

What's... what's going on?

Jackson, Jackson, be quiet.

What're you doing here?

What do you mean
what am I doing here?

What? It's a club.

It's a club, we were
clubbing, you know?

At the club.

Not exactly
your type of club.

Uh... well, dad...

There's a conversation that...

you're not gay.

Wha... I could be.

Not dressed like that.

Well, what's... uh...

Jackson, be quiet.

This is the second crime

scene that you just happened to

have shown up on.

And at this point,
I've been fed

so many lies, I'm not sure I

know the kid standing
in front of me.

Now, what the hell is going on?

What's happening?

Jackson, I'm sorry, but...
Oh!

Hey.

Dad, I-I...
the truth, Stiles.

The truth, all right.

Well, the truth is that we were

here with Danny.

Yeah, 'cause he just broke up

with his boyfriend, so, you

know, we were just trying to

take him out and get
his mind off things.

That's... that's it.

Well, that's really
good of you guys.

You're good friends.

Seven paralyzed.

The rumor is drugs.

Probably hallucinogens, since

witnesses say they
saw a demonic

monster on the dance floor.

Now, who would believe

something like that?

You know what I'm having

trouble believing?

How you just stood there while

that thing circled
you, and did nothing.

You want to explain that to me?

Intuition.

Then you know what it is.

I have a suspicion.

And if I'm right, it plays by

certain rules.

Rules that don't bend easily.

Do we need to put a hold on

Derek to figure this thing out?

Not necessarily.

Tonight's the first
time you had

a glimpse of him since Kate

died, am I right?

Unfortunately.

And the only other tie we

have to him is Isaac lahey.

What are you thinking?

That if this thing bothers

Derek enough to
bring him out of

his little hole, then we might

have an opportunity.

What did I teach
you is the best

way to eliminate a threat?

Get someone
to do it for you.

Uh, what about your house?

Not with my mom there.

We need to take him somewhere

where we can hold him long

enough to figure out
what to do with him.

Or long enough to convince him

he's dangerous.

I still say
we just kill him.

We're not killing him.

God!

Okay, okay.

I got an idea.

Does it involve
breaking the law?

By now, don't you
think that's a given?

I was just trying
to be optimistic.

Don't bother.

Stiles!

McCall!

I'm gonna kill you!

Okay, I bought
you some foo...

let me out now!

You know, I put those pants

on you, all right, buddy?

One leg at a time.

Being all up-close and personal

with your junk wasn't exactly a

highlight of my day.

So don't think this
is fun for me either.

You know we're actually
doing you a favor?

This is doing me a favor?

Yes.

You're... you're killing people.

To death.

Yeah.

And until we can figure out how

to stop you, you're
gonna stay in here.

I'm sorry.

Now... do you want
the ham and cheese,

or the Turkey club?

You actually
think my parents

won't be looking for me?

Uh, well... not
if they don't think

anything's wrong.

Yeah.

Mr. whittmore, maybe I'm

missing something,
but, uh, this

doesn't exactly spell foul play.

It reads, "stayed
at friend's

house last night.

Everything fine.

Love you."

Now, while we're
as close as any

family can be,
there are certain

things Jackson has
not been able

to say since the
day we told him

he was adopted.

Things like what?

Jackson never
says, "I love you."

Never?

Not once in 11 years.

So, who did you say you were

studying with tonight?

Just Lydia.

We're prepping for our world

history midterm.

History was one
of my favorites.

Especially military history.

Ever hear the phrase,
"know thy enemy"?

It's from the art of war by

sun tzu.

Very good.

Know what it means?

In order to win
a battle, one

must know everything they can

about their enemy.

Right again.

Your father and I happen to be

having that very problem.

We've got an enemy about which

we know next to nothing.

It's killed one of our
own, among others.

I've heard.

Did you hear Jackson

whittmore didn't show
to school today?

He didn't?

His parents calle and so

did the police.

You wouldn't know
anything about

that, would you?

Well, let me tell
you what I know.

I know that a teenager's first

instinct is to protect
their friends.

And I believe my granddaughter

would always want
to protect her

friends, even if it meant lying.

So, I want to ask one more

question, and this time, with a

small advantage.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I just want to get a
sense of your pulse.

Think of it as a game.

All you have to do
is tell the truth.

Do you know anything about

Jackson being missing?

No.

Is he in trouble?

I-I-I-I don't know.

I don't know.

Does this have
anything to do

with Scott?

No.

I mean, I don't... I don't know.

Your pulse jumped.

It's because
you're scaring me.

I'm sorry, sweetheart.

That was definitely
going way too far.

No kidding.

It wasn't right
for me to use

tactics like that.

I'm sorry.

You can go back to class.

Go ahead.

Scott.

Scott.

I'm afraid your teacher was

feeling ill today, and
had to leave early.

So, unfortunately, you're stuck

with me as a substitute.

Can anyone catch me up to speed

on where we are?

Mr. McCall, how 'bout you?

Scales?

No, more like a reptile.

Um, and, uh, your claws have

this liquid that paralyzes

people, and you have a tail.

I have a tail?

Yeah, you have a tail.

Mm.

Does it do anything?

No, not that I know of.

Can I use it
to strangle you?

You still don't believe me.

All right.

The night of the semi-final

game, what did you
do right after?

I went home.

Are you sure about that?

Yes, you idiot.

What the hell else would I do?

You attacked me and Derek at

the school, and you trapped us

in the pool.

You also killed a mechanic...

right in front of
me, by the way.

That was lovely.

And one of argent's hunters.

Oh, and last night,
you tried to

kill Danny.

Why would I want to kill my

best friend?

Well, that's
what Scott's out

trying to figure out
right now mm.

What, maybe, he
should be trying

to figure out is how he's going

to pay for a lawyer when I

prosecute your asses
all the way to jail!

All right, well,
tell me this.

On the night of the first full

moon, what happened?

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

Allison.

We've noticed quite a few calls

from yr phone to the odd one.

Stilinsky.

Oh, you told me to keep an

eye on Lydia, and, um, he's had

a crush on her since, like,

third grade, so, I'm gonna have

to talk to him.

I know it's hard...
Sitting here...

Trying not to look at him.

But think of how
strong it makes you.

Especially when all these other

girls are just letting their

entire high school lives be

defined by some
boy they're just

praying will take
them to senior prom.

Can't I be strong
and go to prom?

Of course.

But with someone else.

Remember, so long as you stay

strong, we won't have to kill a

16-year-old boy.

Oh, my God.

They know.

What?

They know Jackson's missing.

No, they can't.

I've been texting his parents

since last night.

They don't have a clue.

My grandfather told me his

parents went to the police.

They know.

Oh... All available
units proceed

to beacon hills
preserve as instructed.

Proceed with caution until

sheriff stilinsky's arrival.

Proceed with caution.

Somewhere very far from this.

Jackson?

You sure everything's okay

between you and Jackson?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Did the cops have to
take my fake I.D.?

You didn't do anything to

make him angry?

How angry?

On a scale of one to ten...

one being "kind of irritated,"

and ten "wanting to
kill you violently."

Jackson's kind
of always at a

four, but we're good.

I was actually
doing him a favor.

What favor?

I was recovering
a video for him.

I put it on my tablet.

Which is in the
trunk of my car,

and probably still at the club.

What was on the video?

I'm not really
supposed to say.

Danny, what if I told you

this could be a matter
of life and death?

I'm not supposed to say.

Okay.

What if I told you you can get

your fake I.D. Back?

While I think you being here

to check in on your friend is

all sorts of commendable, I've

gotta play tough mom right now,

even though I'm not
very good at it.

Right now?

Yes, right now.

I got a call from
your principal.

You are failing two classes?

I-I know.

And that's why I'm
studying with

Stiles right now.

Do you know that if you fail

even one of your midterms, that

they're gonna hold you back?

He said that?

Yes.

All of your friends
are gonna be

juniors, while you are
still a sophomore.

Do you understand, Scott?

You cannot fail.

I know.

Okay.

Thank you.

? Don't speak ?

? you're not that smart ?

? so leave ?

? pipe down ?

? hush a minnie ?

? look now ?

? I cut you off ?

? I cut you off ?

? they say ?

? keep your friends close ?

? and your enemies closer ?

? but I'm the rebel type ?

? to never do ?

? what we supposed to ?

? yeah, I'm the rebel type ?

? to never do ?

? what I'm supposed to ?

? I'm the rebel type ?

? to never do ?

? what I'm supposed to ?

If Jackson doesn't remember

being the Kanima, he's

definitely not gonna remember

stealing Danny's tablet.

Why would he steal the thing

if he doesn't even
know what's on it?

What if someone
else took it?

Then somebody else
knows what he is.

Which could mean someone's

protecting him.

Like the bestiary says, "the

Kanima seeks a friend," right?

Okay, hold on.

So, somebody watches Jackson

make a video of himself turning

into the Kanima, and then just

erases part of it so
he wouldn't know?

I mean, who would do that?

Somebody who wanted
to protect him?

There's something else.

You said the only thing you

found online about
the Kanima is

that it goes after murderers.

What if that's actually true?

Well, no, it can't be.

Tried to kill all
of us, remember?

I don't know about you two, but

I haven't murdered
anybody lately.

But I-I don't think that it

was actually trying to kill us.

Remember when we
were at Isaac's

the first time, it just went

right by us, didn't it?

You're right,
it just ran off.

And it didn't
kill you in the

mechanic's garage.

Well, yeah, but it tried to

kill me and Derek in the pool.

Did it?

It would've.

It was waiting for
us to come out.

What if it was
trying to keep you in?

Why do I feel
so violated all

of a sudden?

Because there's something

else going on.

We don't know what it is.

We don't know anything about

what's going on
with Jackson, or

why someone's protecting him.

"Know thy enemy."

Just something my
grandfather said.

All right, I got it.

Kill Jackson.

Problem solved.

He risked his life for us.

Against Peter, you
remember that?

Yes, but what did
we just find out?

He got the bite from Derek.

It's funny how he just got

exactly what he wanted by

supposedly risking his life for

us, it's funny.

Yeah, it doesn't mean he's

not still worth saving.

It's always something
with him, though.

He doesn't know
what he's doing.

So what?

So, I didn't either.

You remember when I almost

killed you and Jackson?

I had someone to stop me.

He has nobody.

That's his own fault.

Doesn't matter.

If we can save him,
we should try.

Stiles went to
check on Lydia.

She still hasn't forgiven him

for promising to talk to her,

and then ditching
her at her car.

That's not easy to explain.

Mm-mm.

How did your dad know where to

be last night?

He was there in the alley.

Him and Gerard.

They have people.

Guys who monitor every
camera in town.

Atms, traffic cameras.

Have you seen the ones they put

up in school?

Mm.

You thought I told him.

No.

I don't know, I just...

I'm on your side, Scott.

I'm always on your side.

I know.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Just that I thought that things

would get back to normal by now.

Or at least normal enough so I

could pass my classes.

You'll pass.

Could you put some music on?

Please?

Uh, yeah, radio?

Uh, use entune.

It has pandora.

I felt like I was gonna fall

asleep in your arms.

I like it when you fall

asleep in my arms.

I don't.

I wake up, and
you're always gone.

That's only because I don't

want to wake you.

I'd rather just
wake up with you.

You will.

High school's only
two more years.

Hm.

Which is hard enough for normal

people to get through.

Hey, what would you say if
I could be normal?

I've been thinking
about it ever

since we saw her
at the hospital.

Lydia was bit by
an Alpha, right?

Peter told Stiles that if the

bite doesn't turn
you, it'll kill you.

But nothing happened to Lydia.

Meaning?

Meaning what, she's immune?

If she is, doesn't that...

doesn't immunity mean that you

could be cured?

Would you want that?

I-I want anything that lets

me be with you.

And not just till the
end of high school.

Well, then you
better not get

into too good of a college.

My grades suck.

Not just to college.

I'm serious.

I know.

You guys might wanna come

take a look at this.

I have to tell my father.

Scott.

He's going to kill someone.

Okay, tell him.

Tell him everything.

Scott, I gotta
tell mine too.

This is all my fault.

It's not.

But we have to tell them.

We're just a bunch
of teenagers.

We can't handle this.

You're right.

How you gonna make your dad

believe all this?

I don't know.

He'll believe me.

[Of verona's

You scared the hell outta me.

I've been sitting
here for an

hour, waiting for you.

I can't hang out right now,

Lydia.

I don't need anyone to hang

out with.

I need someone to talk to.

I-I understand that it's

important, but if it can just

wait...

why is everyone always

telling me to wait?

Why can't anyone have "right

now" available?

Because you can't have

everything right now.

You know what I need?

I need someone to
translate five

pages of archaic Latin.

Obviously, that's not gonna

happen anytime soon.

I know archaic Latin.

You know archaic Latin?

I got bored with classical.

Latin.

Just how smart are you?

Just show me the pages.

Could you buzz us in?

I gotta see my dad.

? Something ?

? in the look you give ?

? it's dark in my imagination ?

? it's dark in my imagination ?

? dark in my imagination ?

Scott, Stiles.

Perfect timing.

Have you met Jackson's father,

Mr. David whittmore?

Esquire.

That means lawyer.

? It's dark ?

? in my imagination ?

? it's dark in my imagination ?

Are you sure?

Ms. Morrell said that
word means "friend."

"The Kanima seeks a friend."

She was wrong.

It means "master."

"The Kanima seeks a master."

Why?

Is that important?

Yeah.

Someone's not protecting him.

Someone's controlling him.