Teen Wolf (2011–2017): Season 3, Episode 6 - Motel California - full transcript
Stranded on the way to an out-game across the state, the lacrosse team checks into the depressing-crappy motel with the Californian suicides record. In room after room, boys are confronted with their deepest desires -including Ethan's gay side in Danny's bed- and nightmares, inducing some suicidal mindsets. Stiles and Lydia examine a long list of suspects as new serial killer while desperately trying to prevent suicide deaths, ultimately working out the unsuspected cause, with an unexpected bonus. Meanwhile Derek reluctantly lets enamored teacher Jennifer nurse his black wounds, warning anyone bonding with him seems doomed, and Chris Argent consults disabled but alive grandpa Gerard about the lurking evil.
Previously on Teen Wolf...
I can't believe Derek's dead.
We stay out of it.
They're trying
to kill my friends.
How do I stay out of that?
Your father locked you
in a freezer in the basement
to punish you.
[screams]
I have no clue how I ended up
finding that body.
Literally just
showed up there.
Yeah.
[gasps]
[dramatic music]
♪
[tires screech]
[tires screech]
[bell jingles, door creaks]
[door creaks]
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[exhales]
[speaking french]
[gunshot]
[bus creaking]
[engine turns off]
I've seen worse.
Where have you seen worse?
[blows whistle]
Listen up.
The meet's been pushed
till tomorrow.
This is the closest motel
with the most vacancies
and least amount
of good judgment
when it comes to accepting
a bunch of degenerates
like yourselves.
You'll be pairing up.
Choose wisely.
And I'll have
no sexual perversions
perpetrated
by you little deviants.
Got that?
Keep your dirty little hands
to your dirty little selves!
Lydia?
I don't like this place.
I don't think the people
who own this place
like this place.
It's just for a night.
[dramatic music]
A lot can happen in one night.
♪ Teen Wolf: "Motel California" ♪
Season 3 Episode 6
Original Airdate July 8, 2013
♪
[sighs]
All right, so I have four.
Four?
You have four suspects?
Yeah, it was originally ten.
Well, nine technically, I guess.
I had Derek on there twice.
So who's number one?
Harris?
Just because he's missing
doesn't mean he's dead.
So if he's not dead,
our chemistry teacher
is out secretly committing
human sacrifices.
Yeah, I guess that just
sounded way better in my head.
Well, what if
it's somebody else from school?
Like, you remember Matt?
We didn't know
that he was killing people.
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, what?
I... yes, we did.
I called that from day one, actually.
Yeah, but we never
really seriously thought
that it was Matt.
I was serious.
I was quite serious, actually.
Deadly serious.
No one listened to me.
- Who were the other three?
- Derek's sister, Cora.
No one knows anything about her,
and she's Derek's sister.
Next, your boss.
- My boss?
- Yeah, your boss.
I don't really like
the whole Obi-wan thing
he's got going on, you know.
It freaks me out.
Oh, my god.
Have you still not seen Star Wars?
I swear, if we make it back
alive, I will watch the movie.
- Just makes me crazy.
- Who was the last one?
[sighs]
Lydia.
She was totally controlled by Peter,
and she had no idea, so...
[sighs]
[suspenseful music]
♪
Oh, god.
This is a bad,
very bad idea.
I should be taking you
to a hospital.
No, no hospital.
Derek, I can't...
I can't hold you anymore.
I'm losing you.
Derek?
[whispers]
Derek.
Derek...
[dramatic music]
♪
[concrete shattering]
[suspenseful music]
♪
Yo.
[coins dropping]
Hey.
That was the same thing
I was gonna get.
Oh, hang on.
You know what?
I got a patented method
for this.
Don't worry.
[glass clatters]
[water running]
Lydia, did you get
the new towels?
Lydia...
What are you doing?
Looking for you.
You found me...
In the shower.
Slightly naked,
if you didn't notice.
I've seen you naked before.
Okay, well...
Remember, we're kind of
not together anymore.
We're still friends, right?
We could just be closer friends.
Maybe...
It could even fix things
between us.
Scott.
What are you doing?
Are you okay?
Yeah, I was, um...
Sorry, I don't remember.
Excuse me?
The card on the dresser says
we have a non-smoking room,
but somehow all of our towels
reek of nicotine.
Sorry about that, sweetheart.
What's that?
That number?
It's a kind of inside thing
for the motel.
My husband
insists on keeping it up.
What do you mean?
It's a little bit morbid,
to be honest.
You sure you want to know?
Tell me.
We're not gonna make
the top of anyone's list
when it comes
to customer satisfaction.
Obviously.
But we are number one
in California
when it comes to
one disturbing little detail.
Since opening,
more than any other motel
in California,
we have the most guest suicides.
198?
And counting.
[laughs]
[remote clicking]
Do you want me
to come pick you up?
I don't mind
a late night drive.
No, no.
It's okay.
We're at a motel.
- The school paid for that?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's not great,
but it's just for a night.
What's it called?
The Glen Capri.
Do you know it?
Yeah, it...
Sounds familiar.
Listen, sweetheart,
I'm gonna hop in the car
and come and get you guys.
No, dad.
Seriously, it's okay.
If there's something
you feel like you can't tell me,
I just want you to know
you can talk to me.
We don't have to keep anything
from each other.
I know.
[suspenseful music]
♪
[gasps]
[gasps]
Oh, my god.
How bad?
To be honest,
the "oh, my god" would be
for your unbelievable physique
if it weren't for the fact
that you're bleeding
black blood.
[grunts]
Derek...
Oh, god, you're not dying, are you?
Derek, please don't die.
Derek!
[heart beating steadily]
[sighs]
Not exactly how I imagined
our first date.
198?
Yes, and we're talking 40 years.
On average, that's...
4.95 a year, which is...
Actually expected.
But who commemorates that
with a framed number?
Who does that?
Who?
- All suicides?
- Yes.
Hanging, throat-cutting,
pill-popping,
both-barrels-of-a-shotgun-
in-the-mouth suicides.
I don't know about you,
but me, I...
Which...
which one do you want?
Did you hear that?
Hear what?
I don't know.
The smaller one, I guess.
It's okay.
Smaller's better.
There's less kick.
I'll chamber the round.
- All right, so...
- Wait, wait.
When do I...
I mean, do you count?
Yeah, yeah, I'll... I'll...
I'll count to three.
So after three or on three?
You tell me.
[shudders]
Lydia?
- One, two...
- Oh, my god, oh, my god.
- Then pull the trigger.
- Oh, my god.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
One, two.
[simultaneous gunshots]
[gasping]
What is it, Lydia?
What happened?
- Did you hear that?
- Hear what?
The two people
in the other room...
They shot each other.
[panting]
Lydia.
[door creaks]
Hello?
[flips light switch]
Lydia, what are you doing?
Hello?
[eerie music]
♪
It had to be right here.
It was a guy and a girl,
and, I mean,
they sounded younger, but...
They were here.
I believe you.
After everything
we've been through,
I believe you.
[distant screaming]
Don't.
Don't leave me.
You weren't supposed
to leave me.
Alicia?
Why did you leave me?
Alicia?
[gasps]
You know, there is something
seriously wrong with this place.
Hey, Allison, we need to leave.
But they were suicides,
not murders,
and it's not like
this place is haunted, right?
Maybe it is.
You know, I bet that couple
made their suicide pact
in that very room.
Maybe that's why
they're renovating.
Maybe they've been
scraping brain matter
off the wood paneling.
Maybe we should find out.
[metal clanging]
Boyd?
[footsteps]
[clatter]
[footsteps]
Hand me the 7/16 wrench.
What the hell?
This is the 9/16,
you moron.
You know
what the difference
between a seven and a nine is,
dumb-ass?
You know what the difference
between a seven and a nine is?
It's a stripped bolt.
A stripped bolt.
I'm sorry, I didn't...
- What do you want me to do?
- I want you to shut up.
I want you to shut up.
Shut up, shut up.
What can I do?
I can't fix this now.
I can't fix this now.
I can't fix it.
I can't fix it.
I can't even keep it closed.
Grab the chains.
- What?
- Grab the chains. Get in.
I said, get in.
Are you not hearing me, son?
Get in the damn freezer!
Get in!
[eerie music]
[screams]
[buzzer]
Well, there goes that.
Didn't you say
the sign said 198?
It was 198.
I swear to god it was 198.
Okay, what does that mean,
that there's been
three more suicides?
Or three more
are about to happen.
[ominous music]
[musical ringtone]
Hey, mom, what's up?
- Mom?
- Scott?
Mom, what's wrong?
[crying]
I'm sorry,
he just came in the house.
I tried to stop him.
I'm sorry.
Who, mom?
Mom, where are you?
Outside.
Look outside.
Scott...
Can you hear me?
What do you want?
Isn't it obvious?
You're an alpha now, Scott.
I'm not.
I'm not.
Derek...
Derek could still be alive.
- He could...
- He's dead.
You know he is,
so now I'm coming for you.
You and everyone you love.
I'm coming for all of them.
Hey, Scott, you okay?
[phone vibrates]
[music playing]
♪
Sorry.
It's just books.
[chuckles]
You brought homework?
Well, should I let you
get back to it?
Hell no.
♪
What's that?
I have two of them,
from a surgery I had
to correct
misshapen cartilage
I was born with.
I had a bar put in
when I was 14.
It stayed there for two years
to support my sternum,
so my heart and lungs
wouldn't be crushed.
Well, what if
there was a way
you could make them
disappear?
I don't really want them to.
They make me
feel like a survivor.
I really hope you are.
♪
What, what's wrong?
- Nothing.
- What?
Just give me a second.
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
Ethan, you okay?
I'll be back in a minute.
Last time
I saw Scott act like that
- was during the full moon.
- Yeah, I know.
He was definitely
a little off with me too,
but actually, it was Boyd
who was really off.
I watched him put his fist
through the vending machine.
See, it is the motel.
Either we need to get
out of here right now, or...
Someone needs to learn
how to do an exorcism asap,
before the werewolves
go crazy and kill us.
Okay, just hold on, all right?
What if it's not
just the motel?
The number in the office
went up by three, right?
You mean
like three sacrifices?
What if this time
it's three werewolves?
Scott, Isaac, and Boyd.
Maybe we were meant
to come here.
Exactly! So can we get
the hell out of here now?
Please?
Wait, hang on.
Let me see this.
What is that?
"28year-old man hangs himself
at the infamous Glen Capri."
[suspenseful music]
♪
Oh, no.
Look at these two.
They both mention
the room 217.
These are probably
all the suicides
that happened in this room.
So if every room
has a bible...
There could be articles
in all the rooms.
That's a beautiful thing.
Most places leave a mint
under the pillow.
This one leaves a record
of all the horrible deaths
that occurred.
What if the room next door
has the one about the couple?
[dramatic music]
♪
No, that was not locked before.
Forget it.
We need to get Scott, Isaac,
and Boyd out of here.
[electric whirring]
I'm not the only one
who heard that, am I?
It sounds like someone
turned the handsaw on.
Handsaw?
Hey, no, Ethan, don't!
[both grunting]
[panting]
[shouting]
[sizzling]
Aah!
What just happened?
Ethan!
[groans and pants]
Are you sure
you want to do that?
I have to find the others.
They think I'm dead.
Well, maybe that's
a good thing.
You know how many characters
in literature
use a false death
to their advantage?
You ever read Les Mis?
Tale of two cities?
Romeo and Juliet?
They need to know.
Do you have any idea
how bad you look?
You're like
one giant open wound.
I'm not entirely sure
you aren't really dead.
Didn't you hear
what I just said?
I don't know how I got there
or what I was doing.
Okay, you could be a little
bit more helpful, you know?
We did just save your life.
And you probably
shouldn't have.
- What now?
- I'll find Scott.
You guys grab Isaac and Boyd.
The best thing we can do
is get them out of this place.
What?
Why are you looking at me
like that?
Oh, no, I w...
[mumbles]
Stiles.
[sighs]
All right, Lydia.
I didn't want
to say anything,
but this...
everything we're going through...
We've kind of been through
something like this before,
a lot like this.
What do you mean?
When?
Your birthday party,
the night you poisoned everyone
with wolfsbane.
[radio clicks on,
static buzzing]
[static resumes]
Do you remember what time
it was when you last saw her?
I don't know.
I can't remember.
Sometimes it helps
to put yourself
right back in the moment.
Imagine you're seeing Alicia
skating on the ice rink.
Plenty of other people around,
and then what?
And then she was just...
she was just gone.
[static resumes]
I told you,
I was watching her.
I didn't want
to skate anymore.
I was tired, and I swear,
I was watching her.
It's all right, Vernon.
We're just trying
to piece together what happened.
[static resumes]
Is she dead?
Is it my fault?
Is she dead?
Is she dead?
Is it my fault?
Is she dead?
You don't have any bandages
or any kind of first aid
anywhere.
I looked.
I usually don't need them.
How do we fix you up?
Time.
You shouldn't be here.
Why's that?
Because you don't know me.
You don't know anything
about me.
Maybe I have
a feeling about you.
It shouldn't be a good one.
Everyone around me...
Everyone gets hurt.
I've been hurt before.
Not like this.
[music playing]
♪
[door creaks]
[door creaks]
Scott?
Are you in here?
[door creaks]
Lydia, I'm sorry, okay?
Look, I didn't mean that you're
trying to kill people, okay?
I just...
I just meant that maybe...
Maybe you're somehow involved
in getting people
to kill themselves, you know?
It just sounds
really terrible,
so I'm just going
to stop talking.
[baby crying]
Stiles...
- Do you hear that?
- What?
[baby continues crying]
Stop.
Please, just stop.
What do you want?
I don't know what you want.
Lydia, what do you hear?
A baby crying.
Quiet!
[water running]
I hear...
I hear water running.
- It's time to sleep.
- Oh, my god.
Off you go to sleep now.
She's drowning the baby!
[suspenseful music]
♪
Someone's drowning!
[dramatic music]
♪
He blocked it. He blocked
the drain with something.
I can't get to it.
What do we do?
Here, help me.
[both grunting]
Is he dead?
How long can a werewolf
stay underwater?
You think I know that?
[both grunting]
Ow!
[winces]
Wait a sec, the heater.
Heater... Ethan came out of it
when he touched the heater.
- What?
- It's heat, heat, fire.
Heat does it, all right?
We need something...
- We need fire.
- He's underwater.
Yeah, I'm aware of that.
Wait, wait.
The bus.
On the bus, they'll have
emergency road flares.
They have
their own oxidizers.
They can burn underwater.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, go!
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
♪
[suspenseful music]
♪
[stifled sniffling and crying]
[gasps]
[gasps]
I got 'em.
What do I do?
How do I do this?
The cap, it's like a match.
The cap's a match.
- Stiles!
- Yeah, I'm trying.
Ooh.
[growls]
Hey, Isaac.
Got something here for you.
I can't find Scott anywhere.
It's happening to him too,
isn't it?
It has to be.
Didn't you say there was
another flare on the bus?
Yeah.
I'll get it.
[flare burning]
Scott...
Scott.
[dramatic music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
There's no hope.
What do you mean, Scott?
There's always hope.
Not for me.
Not for Derek.
Derek wasn't your fault.
You know Derek
wasn't your fault.
Every time
I try to fight back,
it just gets worse.
People keep getting hurt.
- People keep getting killed.
- Scott, listen to me, okay?
This isn't you, all right?
This is someone inside your head
telling you to do this.
- Okay? Now...
- What if it isn't?
What if it is just me?
What if doing this is actually
the best thing that I could do
for everyone else?
[crying]
It all started that night,
the night I got bitten.
You remember the way it was
before that?
You and me, we were...
We were...
we were nothing.
We weren't popular.
We weren't good
at lacrosse.
We weren't important.
We were no one.
Maybe I should just be
no one again.
No one at all.
Scott, just listen to me, okay?
You're not no one.
Okay? You're someone,
you're...
Scott, you're my best friend.
Okay?
And I need you.
Scott, you're my brother.
All right, so...
So if you're gonna do this, then...
I think you're just gonna have
to take me with you.
All right?
[sobbing]
No!
I don't want to know.
I really don't want to know,
but in case
you missed the announcement,
the meet's canceled,
so we're heading home.
Pack it in.
Pack it in!
I don't know
what happened last night,
but I'm pretty sure
you saved my life.
Actually, I saved your life,
but not that it matters
that much.
It's just...
it's minor detail.
So I'm gonna give you
something.
We're pretty sure
Derek's still alive.
But he killed one of ours.
That means
one of two things can happen.
Either he joins our pack...
And kills his own.
Or Kali goes after him,
and we kill him.
That's the way it works.
You know,
your little code of ethics there
is sort of barbaric, just F.Y.I.
- Hey, Ethan, I wanted to...
- Coach, can I see your whistle
- for a second?
- What's that?
Hey, Eth...
I'm gonna need that back.
Ethan...
[blows]
Wolfsbane.
So every time the coach blew
the whistle on the bus,
- Scott, Isaac, Boyd...
- And Ethan.
We all inhaled it.
You were
all poisoned by it.
So that's how the Darach
got in their heads.
That's how he did it.
[music playing]
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Stilinski!
♪
Twice in a month.
Should I be flattered?
In 1977, my uncle Alexander Argent
checked
into the Glen Capri motel
for a one-night stay.
In room 217, he used a shotgun
to blow out the back
of his skull.
The autopsy report noted
an unusual animal bite
in his side.
If you already have
all the information,
what do you want from me?
I want to know the alpha
that bit him.
I want his name.
Deucalion.
I can't believe Derek's dead.
We stay out of it.
They're trying
to kill my friends.
How do I stay out of that?
Your father locked you
in a freezer in the basement
to punish you.
[screams]
I have no clue how I ended up
finding that body.
Literally just
showed up there.
Yeah.
[gasps]
[dramatic music]
♪
[tires screech]
[tires screech]
[bell jingles, door creaks]
[door creaks]
[breathing heavily]
[suspenseful music]
♪
[exhales]
[speaking french]
[gunshot]
[bus creaking]
[engine turns off]
I've seen worse.
Where have you seen worse?
[blows whistle]
Listen up.
The meet's been pushed
till tomorrow.
This is the closest motel
with the most vacancies
and least amount
of good judgment
when it comes to accepting
a bunch of degenerates
like yourselves.
You'll be pairing up.
Choose wisely.
And I'll have
no sexual perversions
perpetrated
by you little deviants.
Got that?
Keep your dirty little hands
to your dirty little selves!
Lydia?
I don't like this place.
I don't think the people
who own this place
like this place.
It's just for a night.
[dramatic music]
A lot can happen in one night.
♪ Teen Wolf: "Motel California" ♪
Season 3 Episode 6
Original Airdate July 8, 2013
♪
[sighs]
All right, so I have four.
Four?
You have four suspects?
Yeah, it was originally ten.
Well, nine technically, I guess.
I had Derek on there twice.
So who's number one?
Harris?
Just because he's missing
doesn't mean he's dead.
So if he's not dead,
our chemistry teacher
is out secretly committing
human sacrifices.
Yeah, I guess that just
sounded way better in my head.
Well, what if
it's somebody else from school?
Like, you remember Matt?
We didn't know
that he was killing people.
Excuse me?
I'm sorry, what?
I... yes, we did.
I called that from day one, actually.
Yeah, but we never
really seriously thought
that it was Matt.
I was serious.
I was quite serious, actually.
Deadly serious.
No one listened to me.
- Who were the other three?
- Derek's sister, Cora.
No one knows anything about her,
and she's Derek's sister.
Next, your boss.
- My boss?
- Yeah, your boss.
I don't really like
the whole Obi-wan thing
he's got going on, you know.
It freaks me out.
Oh, my god.
Have you still not seen Star Wars?
I swear, if we make it back
alive, I will watch the movie.
- Just makes me crazy.
- Who was the last one?
[sighs]
Lydia.
She was totally controlled by Peter,
and she had no idea, so...
[sighs]
[suspenseful music]
♪
Oh, god.
This is a bad,
very bad idea.
I should be taking you
to a hospital.
No, no hospital.
Derek, I can't...
I can't hold you anymore.
I'm losing you.
Derek?
[whispers]
Derek.
Derek...
[dramatic music]
♪
[concrete shattering]
[suspenseful music]
♪
Yo.
[coins dropping]
Hey.
That was the same thing
I was gonna get.
Oh, hang on.
You know what?
I got a patented method
for this.
Don't worry.
[glass clatters]
[water running]
Lydia, did you get
the new towels?
Lydia...
What are you doing?
Looking for you.
You found me...
In the shower.
Slightly naked,
if you didn't notice.
I've seen you naked before.
Okay, well...
Remember, we're kind of
not together anymore.
We're still friends, right?
We could just be closer friends.
Maybe...
It could even fix things
between us.
Scott.
What are you doing?
Are you okay?
Yeah, I was, um...
Sorry, I don't remember.
Excuse me?
The card on the dresser says
we have a non-smoking room,
but somehow all of our towels
reek of nicotine.
Sorry about that, sweetheart.
What's that?
That number?
It's a kind of inside thing
for the motel.
My husband
insists on keeping it up.
What do you mean?
It's a little bit morbid,
to be honest.
You sure you want to know?
Tell me.
We're not gonna make
the top of anyone's list
when it comes
to customer satisfaction.
Obviously.
But we are number one
in California
when it comes to
one disturbing little detail.
Since opening,
more than any other motel
in California,
we have the most guest suicides.
198?
And counting.
[laughs]
[remote clicking]
Do you want me
to come pick you up?
I don't mind
a late night drive.
No, no.
It's okay.
We're at a motel.
- The school paid for that?
- Yeah, yeah.
It's not great,
but it's just for a night.
What's it called?
The Glen Capri.
Do you know it?
Yeah, it...
Sounds familiar.
Listen, sweetheart,
I'm gonna hop in the car
and come and get you guys.
No, dad.
Seriously, it's okay.
If there's something
you feel like you can't tell me,
I just want you to know
you can talk to me.
We don't have to keep anything
from each other.
I know.
[suspenseful music]
♪
[gasps]
[gasps]
Oh, my god.
How bad?
To be honest,
the "oh, my god" would be
for your unbelievable physique
if it weren't for the fact
that you're bleeding
black blood.
[grunts]
Derek...
Oh, god, you're not dying, are you?
Derek, please don't die.
Derek!
[heart beating steadily]
[sighs]
Not exactly how I imagined
our first date.
198?
Yes, and we're talking 40 years.
On average, that's...
4.95 a year, which is...
Actually expected.
But who commemorates that
with a framed number?
Who does that?
Who?
- All suicides?
- Yes.
Hanging, throat-cutting,
pill-popping,
both-barrels-of-a-shotgun-
in-the-mouth suicides.
I don't know about you,
but me, I...
Which...
which one do you want?
Did you hear that?
Hear what?
I don't know.
The smaller one, I guess.
It's okay.
Smaller's better.
There's less kick.
I'll chamber the round.
- All right, so...
- Wait, wait.
When do I...
I mean, do you count?
Yeah, yeah, I'll... I'll...
I'll count to three.
So after three or on three?
You tell me.
[shudders]
Lydia?
- One, two...
- Oh, my god, oh, my god.
- Then pull the trigger.
- Oh, my god.
- I love you.
- I love you too.
One, two.
[simultaneous gunshots]
[gasping]
What is it, Lydia?
What happened?
- Did you hear that?
- Hear what?
The two people
in the other room...
They shot each other.
[panting]
Lydia.
[door creaks]
Hello?
[flips light switch]
Lydia, what are you doing?
Hello?
[eerie music]
♪
It had to be right here.
It was a guy and a girl,
and, I mean,
they sounded younger, but...
They were here.
I believe you.
After everything
we've been through,
I believe you.
[distant screaming]
Don't.
Don't leave me.
You weren't supposed
to leave me.
Alicia?
Why did you leave me?
Alicia?
[gasps]
You know, there is something
seriously wrong with this place.
Hey, Allison, we need to leave.
But they were suicides,
not murders,
and it's not like
this place is haunted, right?
Maybe it is.
You know, I bet that couple
made their suicide pact
in that very room.
Maybe that's why
they're renovating.
Maybe they've been
scraping brain matter
off the wood paneling.
Maybe we should find out.
[metal clanging]
Boyd?
[footsteps]
[clatter]
[footsteps]
Hand me the 7/16 wrench.
What the hell?
This is the 9/16,
you moron.
You know
what the difference
between a seven and a nine is,
dumb-ass?
You know what the difference
between a seven and a nine is?
It's a stripped bolt.
A stripped bolt.
I'm sorry, I didn't...
- What do you want me to do?
- I want you to shut up.
I want you to shut up.
Shut up, shut up.
What can I do?
I can't fix this now.
I can't fix this now.
I can't fix it.
I can't fix it.
I can't even keep it closed.
Grab the chains.
- What?
- Grab the chains. Get in.
I said, get in.
Are you not hearing me, son?
Get in the damn freezer!
Get in!
[eerie music]
[screams]
[buzzer]
Well, there goes that.
Didn't you say
the sign said 198?
It was 198.
I swear to god it was 198.
Okay, what does that mean,
that there's been
three more suicides?
Or three more
are about to happen.
[ominous music]
[musical ringtone]
Hey, mom, what's up?
- Mom?
- Scott?
Mom, what's wrong?
[crying]
I'm sorry,
he just came in the house.
I tried to stop him.
I'm sorry.
Who, mom?
Mom, where are you?
Outside.
Look outside.
Scott...
Can you hear me?
What do you want?
Isn't it obvious?
You're an alpha now, Scott.
I'm not.
I'm not.
Derek...
Derek could still be alive.
- He could...
- He's dead.
You know he is,
so now I'm coming for you.
You and everyone you love.
I'm coming for all of them.
Hey, Scott, you okay?
[phone vibrates]
[music playing]
♪
Sorry.
It's just books.
[chuckles]
You brought homework?
Well, should I let you
get back to it?
Hell no.
♪
What's that?
I have two of them,
from a surgery I had
to correct
misshapen cartilage
I was born with.
I had a bar put in
when I was 14.
It stayed there for two years
to support my sternum,
so my heart and lungs
wouldn't be crushed.
Well, what if
there was a way
you could make them
disappear?
I don't really want them to.
They make me
feel like a survivor.
I really hope you are.
♪
What, what's wrong?
- Nothing.
- What?
Just give me a second.
[breathing heavily]
[groaning]
Ethan, you okay?
I'll be back in a minute.
Last time
I saw Scott act like that
- was during the full moon.
- Yeah, I know.
He was definitely
a little off with me too,
but actually, it was Boyd
who was really off.
I watched him put his fist
through the vending machine.
See, it is the motel.
Either we need to get
out of here right now, or...
Someone needs to learn
how to do an exorcism asap,
before the werewolves
go crazy and kill us.
Okay, just hold on, all right?
What if it's not
just the motel?
The number in the office
went up by three, right?
You mean
like three sacrifices?
What if this time
it's three werewolves?
Scott, Isaac, and Boyd.
Maybe we were meant
to come here.
Exactly! So can we get
the hell out of here now?
Please?
Wait, hang on.
Let me see this.
What is that?
"28year-old man hangs himself
at the infamous Glen Capri."
[suspenseful music]
♪
Oh, no.
Look at these two.
They both mention
the room 217.
These are probably
all the suicides
that happened in this room.
So if every room
has a bible...
There could be articles
in all the rooms.
That's a beautiful thing.
Most places leave a mint
under the pillow.
This one leaves a record
of all the horrible deaths
that occurred.
What if the room next door
has the one about the couple?
[dramatic music]
♪
No, that was not locked before.
Forget it.
We need to get Scott, Isaac,
and Boyd out of here.
[electric whirring]
I'm not the only one
who heard that, am I?
It sounds like someone
turned the handsaw on.
Handsaw?
Hey, no, Ethan, don't!
[both grunting]
[panting]
[shouting]
[sizzling]
Aah!
What just happened?
Ethan!
[groans and pants]
Are you sure
you want to do that?
I have to find the others.
They think I'm dead.
Well, maybe that's
a good thing.
You know how many characters
in literature
use a false death
to their advantage?
You ever read Les Mis?
Tale of two cities?
Romeo and Juliet?
They need to know.
Do you have any idea
how bad you look?
You're like
one giant open wound.
I'm not entirely sure
you aren't really dead.
Didn't you hear
what I just said?
I don't know how I got there
or what I was doing.
Okay, you could be a little
bit more helpful, you know?
We did just save your life.
And you probably
shouldn't have.
- What now?
- I'll find Scott.
You guys grab Isaac and Boyd.
The best thing we can do
is get them out of this place.
What?
Why are you looking at me
like that?
Oh, no, I w...
[mumbles]
Stiles.
[sighs]
All right, Lydia.
I didn't want
to say anything,
but this...
everything we're going through...
We've kind of been through
something like this before,
a lot like this.
What do you mean?
When?
Your birthday party,
the night you poisoned everyone
with wolfsbane.
[radio clicks on,
static buzzing]
[static resumes]
Do you remember what time
it was when you last saw her?
I don't know.
I can't remember.
Sometimes it helps
to put yourself
right back in the moment.
Imagine you're seeing Alicia
skating on the ice rink.
Plenty of other people around,
and then what?
And then she was just...
she was just gone.
[static resumes]
I told you,
I was watching her.
I didn't want
to skate anymore.
I was tired, and I swear,
I was watching her.
It's all right, Vernon.
We're just trying
to piece together what happened.
[static resumes]
Is she dead?
Is it my fault?
Is she dead?
Is she dead?
Is it my fault?
Is she dead?
You don't have any bandages
or any kind of first aid
anywhere.
I looked.
I usually don't need them.
How do we fix you up?
Time.
You shouldn't be here.
Why's that?
Because you don't know me.
You don't know anything
about me.
Maybe I have
a feeling about you.
It shouldn't be a good one.
Everyone around me...
Everyone gets hurt.
I've been hurt before.
Not like this.
[music playing]
♪
[door creaks]
[door creaks]
Scott?
Are you in here?
[door creaks]
Lydia, I'm sorry, okay?
Look, I didn't mean that you're
trying to kill people, okay?
I just...
I just meant that maybe...
Maybe you're somehow involved
in getting people
to kill themselves, you know?
It just sounds
really terrible,
so I'm just going
to stop talking.
[baby crying]
Stiles...
- Do you hear that?
- What?
[baby continues crying]
Stop.
Please, just stop.
What do you want?
I don't know what you want.
Lydia, what do you hear?
A baby crying.
Quiet!
[water running]
I hear...
I hear water running.
- It's time to sleep.
- Oh, my god.
Off you go to sleep now.
She's drowning the baby!
[suspenseful music]
♪
Someone's drowning!
[dramatic music]
♪
He blocked it. He blocked
the drain with something.
I can't get to it.
What do we do?
Here, help me.
[both grunting]
Is he dead?
How long can a werewolf
stay underwater?
You think I know that?
[both grunting]
Ow!
[winces]
Wait a sec, the heater.
Heater... Ethan came out of it
when he touched the heater.
- What?
- It's heat, heat, fire.
Heat does it, all right?
We need something...
- We need fire.
- He's underwater.
Yeah, I'm aware of that.
Wait, wait.
The bus.
On the bus, they'll have
emergency road flares.
They have
their own oxidizers.
They can burn underwater.
- Are you serious?
- Yes, go!
[grunting]
[dramatic music]
♪
[suspenseful music]
♪
[stifled sniffling and crying]
[gasps]
[gasps]
I got 'em.
What do I do?
How do I do this?
The cap, it's like a match.
The cap's a match.
- Stiles!
- Yeah, I'm trying.
Ooh.
[growls]
Hey, Isaac.
Got something here for you.
I can't find Scott anywhere.
It's happening to him too,
isn't it?
It has to be.
Didn't you say there was
another flare on the bus?
Yeah.
I'll get it.
[flare burning]
Scott...
Scott.
[dramatic music]
♪
[dramatic music]
♪
There's no hope.
What do you mean, Scott?
There's always hope.
Not for me.
Not for Derek.
Derek wasn't your fault.
You know Derek
wasn't your fault.
Every time
I try to fight back,
it just gets worse.
People keep getting hurt.
- People keep getting killed.
- Scott, listen to me, okay?
This isn't you, all right?
This is someone inside your head
telling you to do this.
- Okay? Now...
- What if it isn't?
What if it is just me?
What if doing this is actually
the best thing that I could do
for everyone else?
[crying]
It all started that night,
the night I got bitten.
You remember the way it was
before that?
You and me, we were...
We were...
we were nothing.
We weren't popular.
We weren't good
at lacrosse.
We weren't important.
We were no one.
Maybe I should just be
no one again.
No one at all.
Scott, just listen to me, okay?
You're not no one.
Okay? You're someone,
you're...
Scott, you're my best friend.
Okay?
And I need you.
Scott, you're my brother.
All right, so...
So if you're gonna do this, then...
I think you're just gonna have
to take me with you.
All right?
[sobbing]
No!
I don't want to know.
I really don't want to know,
but in case
you missed the announcement,
the meet's canceled,
so we're heading home.
Pack it in.
Pack it in!
I don't know
what happened last night,
but I'm pretty sure
you saved my life.
Actually, I saved your life,
but not that it matters
that much.
It's just...
it's minor detail.
So I'm gonna give you
something.
We're pretty sure
Derek's still alive.
But he killed one of ours.
That means
one of two things can happen.
Either he joins our pack...
And kills his own.
Or Kali goes after him,
and we kill him.
That's the way it works.
You know,
your little code of ethics there
is sort of barbaric, just F.Y.I.
- Hey, Ethan, I wanted to...
- Coach, can I see your whistle
- for a second?
- What's that?
Hey, Eth...
I'm gonna need that back.
Ethan...
[blows]
Wolfsbane.
So every time the coach blew
the whistle on the bus,
- Scott, Isaac, Boyd...
- And Ethan.
We all inhaled it.
You were
all poisoned by it.
So that's how the Darach
got in their heads.
That's how he did it.
[music playing]
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Stilinski!
♪
Twice in a month.
Should I be flattered?
In 1977, my uncle Alexander Argent
checked
into the Glen Capri motel
for a one-night stay.
In room 217, he used a shotgun
to blow out the back
of his skull.
The autopsy report noted
an unusual animal bite
in his side.
If you already have
all the information,
what do you want from me?
I want to know the alpha
that bit him.
I want his name.
Deucalion.