Teen Wolf (2011–2017): Season 4, Episode 9 - Perishable - full transcript

SCOTT: Previously on Teen Wolf...

It's a dead pool. A hit list
of supernatural creatures.

What's the number? That's
how much you're worth.

I'm worth five dollars?

- Five million.
- That's kind of terrifying.

I don't think the Orphans were the
only professional killers in Beacon Hills.

LYDIA: Father and daughter.
- We need to tell her the truth.

She's going to see the rest
of the dead pool eventually.

Malia.

SCOTT: We might know a lot more
about who The Benefactor is now.

Who has the power to know
when someone is dead,



but doesn't need to see
the body to know it happened?

A Banshee.

This was the last thing
your grandmother

wrote down before she died.

LYDIA: This isn't nonsense, Mom.

It's code.

(SPLASHING)

(SPLASHING CONTINUES)

(GROANS)

Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

Listen...
Listen to me!

I'm a Deputy with the Beacon Hills
Sheriff's Department...

Damn.



I was hoping
you'd be out longer.

Haigh?

What the hell?
What are you doing?

HAIGH: You're a
good guy, Parrish.

But the list says you're
worth five million dollars.

What? I don't know
what you're talking about.

Haigh, listen...

I mean, I barely
make $40,000 a year.

I only make 36.

(YELLS)

Haigh, please!
Just stop!

You don't have to do this. Look,
if you're having money problems...

You're worth five
million dead, Parrish.

Sounds like you
got the problem.

Please...

Please, don't do this.

You're just gonna
stand there?

You're just gonna listen to a
fellow Deputy burn to death?

(PANTING)

Haigh, wait...

No, wait!

Wait!

(SCREAMING)

It's not just that she
could still be alive.

It's that she would've
had to fake her death.

Your grandmother,
Lorraine Martin, faked her death?

Definitely.
Maybe.

More than likely, yes.

Oh, I'm guessing you got
a story to back this up?

She might be helping
The Benefactor.

Or is The Benefactor.

That sounds like a story
worth hearing.

(INAUDIBLE)

Anybody seen Parrish?

Haigh?

Haven't seen him.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(EXHALES)

Holy...

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)
You're dead.

Hey. Hey!

(GUNSHOT)
(GROANS)

But you're dead!

(GRUNTING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

He covered you
in gasoline?

It's the hair and nails,
isn't it?

The parts of the body
that are essentially dead.

Well, they should be gone.

I was set on fire.
All of me should be gone.

Not if you're like us.

Like you?

I don't think he's like us.
Then what is he?

DEREK: Sorry,
but I have no idea.

But you knew
about Jackson and Kira.

This is a little
out of my experience.

There might be
something in the bestiary.

- Did you try Argent?
- I don't know where he is.

PARRISH: Okay, hold on.
What's a bestiary?

Actually, that's not
even my first question.

Just...

Just tell me one thing.

Are all of you like Lydia?

Are you all psychic?

Psychic?

Yeah.

Not exactly.

Okay. Then what are you?

DR. VANDENBERG: All
right, Mr. Stilinski...

Sheriff.

Sheriff Stilinski.

I've got you scheduled for
surgery first thing in the morning.

Unfortunately, it's going
to take a little digging

to get that slug
out of your shoulder.

Yeah, it's fine.

One more.

What's this part here?

This line?

DR. VANDENBERG: Patient Responsibility.

Parts of the procedure and
hospital stay not covered by insurance.

Are those big parts?

Expensive parts?

That's between you and
your insurance unfortunately.

You should start feeling
the morphine in a minute.

Try to get
some rest, Mr...

Sheriff.

Hey, stop that.

I was just curious
about the terminology.

We're not in any kind
of dire straits.

I know about
the bills, Dad.

I know about the collectors
calling about Eichen House.

I know about the advance
from the department,

about the credit cards.

Stiles,

are you going
through my stuff?

Yeah, I go through
all of your stuff.

Especially when you
keep things from me.

I keep things from you

because you don't need
to know everything.

Yes, I do.
I have to know everything.

How the hell else am I
supposed to take care of you?

You're not supposed
to take care of me!

I'm the dad.

You're the son.

You get it?

Dad. Son.

I take care of you.

We're supposed to
take care of each other.

Hey, we're going
to be all right.

How do you know, Dad?

I don't.

But the morphine's
kicking in.

I'm not all that worried
about anything right now.

(CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS LOUDLY)

(SOFTLY) But I am.

What's a Kanima?

We'll get back to that.

Just know
that everyone like us,

everyone with some kind
of supernatural ability

is on the dead pool.

But I don't even know
what I am.

I'm pretty sure
they don't care.

How many professional
assassins are we talking about?

We're starting
to lose count.

But is it still
just professionals?

I don't think Haigh's ever
tried anything like this.

I think he was
taking a chance.

That means anyone with
the dead pool could take a chance.

But if Haigh had it,
then who else does?

How easy is it
to get this thing now?

(SIGHS)

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

LYDIA: Meredith was
only there once.

But...

I think once was enough.

How did your
grandmother know her?

She didn't.

She found her.

Because of another woman
named Maddy.

The woman she loved.

(SIGHS)

I never met her,

but I saw her
name everywhere.

She used to be part
of a yacht racing team.

There were plaques and
trophies in the lake house

from all the regattas
she'd won.

How did she die?

How's not the story. It's
what happened right before.

My grandmother, Lorraine,

used to work in San
Francisco for IBM.

She was there
on a weekend,

catching up on work.

She started hearing
this sound...

Like rain.

(RAIN DROPS PATTERING)
But when she looked out the windows...

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

All she saw was blue sky.

But she kept hearing
the rain?

And it just
kept getting louder.

Rain and thunder

cracking like gunshots
in her head.

So loud.

She finally just screamed.

Like a Banshee.

She called Maddy

who was planning on

taking one of the boats
out on the lake.

But Maddy said

that the sun
was shining there too.

So Lorraine
didn't say anything.

There was an accident?

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

LYDIA: It took them four days
to find Maddy's body.

And then it took decades
to figure out how Lorraine knew.

She started
with parapsychologists,

like the PhD in their name
made it more scientific.

They built the study in
the lake house according

to every pseudoscientific
theory they could find.

None of it worked.

So then she started going
to more extreme occult.

Things like
mediums and psychics.

All of them were failures.

Until she found Meredith.

They found her in Eichen House.
This fragile girl

who didn't understand
the things she heard.

They brought her
to the study.

And they
almost killed her.

She was hospitalized
for over a year.

She...

never really recovered.

My grandmother
drove her insane.

I drove her to suicide.

And all she ever
wanted to do was help.

My grandmother created the
code for the dead pool.

They think she's the Banshee who put
the names out in the first place.

She left me this message
in the same code.

But she didn't leave
a cipher key, did she?

DEREK: Careful with that.

I thought
you didn't like guns.

Does this have something
to do with your eyes?

My eyes, my strength,
the healing...

All of it.
Gone?

Whatever Kate did to me,
it's still happening.

If the dead pool really
was made by a Banshee

then there's something else
that you should know about.

Your name
broke the third list.

It was a cipher key.

And the two other keys
were Allison and Aiden.

And I... I don't want to
make you nervous, but it

kind of feels like there
might be a pattern there,

doesn't it?

Allison, Aiden...

You.

Names picked by a Banshee.

It... It could mean
that you're in danger.

Scott, Banshees don't
predict danger.

They predict death.

(WHISPERING)
Three, four, five, six...

(GIRLS LAUGHING)

MASON: Liam!

Hey. Am I gonna see you
at the bonfire tonight?

Uh...

I'm thinking about
skipping it.

You're not skipping.
Why not?

Because you're on
the lacrosse team.

Don't you have to go?

I don't, uh...

I... I don't think
I can make it.

You're coming.

And we're gonna
find you a nice girl

that you can embarrass
yourself in front of

and find me
a lacrosse player.

Because statistically
speaking, someone

on your team has
gotta be on my team.

All right?

MASON: Liam?

Okay. I'll be there.

(BEEPING)

Try Maddy.
It's got to be Maddy.

Doesn't Maddy feel a little
obvious as a cipher key?

I guarantee it's Maddy.

(TYPING)

(BEEPS)

Okay, your name.

She left the code
for you, right?

So it's got to be
your name.

(TYPING)

(BEEPS)

Your mom's name?

(TYPING)

(BEEPS) Do you have any
beloved family pets?

Mmm.

All right...

Now I know the start
of season bonfire,

it's a big deal
for you guys.

I also know it gets
out-of-hand sometimes.

The alumni show up,

there's other teams,
and alcohol.

Lots and lots of alcohol.

(ALL CHEERING)

COACH: All right.

(CHEERING CONTINUES)
Shut up!

Now, what I
don't understand is

why anybody would ever want
to get stumbling down drunk

in front of
a massive open fire,

I'm also resigned to not
being able to stop you guys.

(ALL CHEERING)

I also remind you,

your team captain, McCall,
will be there.

And I can count on him to narc on any
and every one of these little bastards.

Get back to class.

(SIGHING)

The ashes
were left for you.

The code was left for you.

You're supposed to be
able to figure this out.

But no one else is.

Which is why
she made it hard.

(BEEPS)

Whoa!

God.

Okay?

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

(SIGHS)

You...

"No one else."

No one else but you.

What?

Our guesses.
They're all about Lorraine.

Right?

We keep trying
to guess a word

that has something to do with her.

So, maybe we should be trying
to guess one that's about you.

Me? What about me?

What do you remember
doing with your grandmother?

You know, what was you
guys', like, special thing?

Did you guys
go to the beach?

You know, did you like
ice cream or...

We read.

Okay. What did you read?

The Little Mermaid.

You read that movie?

It was a book first.

Hans Christian Andersen.

Type it in. "Little Mermaid."
(SIGHS)

(BEEPS)

(BEEPS)

We read it every night.

I got so obsessed with it, for three months
I wouldn't respond to anything but Ariel.

It drove my parents crazy,
but...

Grandma thought
it was adorable.

(TYPING)

(BEEPING)

(SIGHS)

(SOFTLY) Hey.

You okay?

Hey.

Last night my printer
went off by itself.

I couldn't turn it off.

I hit the cancel button.

But it just kept printing.

Printing what?

COACH: (SHOUTING)
What the hell's this?

(PRINTER WHIRRING)

STILES: You recognize
any of these?

Just my grandmother.

Lydia...

We need to call Scott.

You see the difference?

Derek's not
on the list anymore.

And I'm not worth
three million.

It's 18 now.

$18 million.

(TYPING)

Well, it's not
another dead pool.

More like
an already dead pool.

All of them?

All dead?

PARRISH:
Within the last 10 years.

All suicides.
And all at the same place.

Eichen House.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

(ALL CHEERING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(INAUDIBLE)

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Getting drunk.

What are you doing?

Trying to make sure
no one gets hurt.

That sounds fun too.

I don't want to ruin
your night or anything,

but we kind of
can't get drunk.

What?

I think it has something
to do with our healing.

But, trust me, I've tried.

You're not gonna
feel anything.

Maybe you should
tell him that.

Lydia, Eichen House
isn't a library.

You need a warrant
to get files from there.

My grandmother left me
a list of 10 suicides,

including her own.

There's got to be
a reason why.

Is there anyone there
who's willing to help us?

No. But there
might be someone

willing to take a bribe.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Not gonna tell me
to slow down?

Actually, I was gonna
say, "Keep drinking".

I think you should
get drunk.

And I mean stumbling down,

fall on your ass, passed out
with your face in a toilet drunk.

Why? Maybe then when I
ask you what's going on,

you'll be too drunk
to lie.

I'm not asking this
because I want to know.

I'm asking because
I want to help.

I'm gonna get
another drink.

Yeah...

I'm getting drunk.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

A thousand.

A thousand dollars?

To use one little key

to open up
one little file room?

Are you out of your mind?

When you get the keys,
you make the price.

Right. You actually think
we have that kind of money?

I know you don't. If you did, Daddy
Sheriff would've paid the bill by now.

That's why
I'm talking to her.

I have $500.

(MUSIC STOPS)

(MUSIC STARTS)

(SNIFFLING)

(SIGHS)

(KEYS JANGLING)

Follow me.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I just want to talk.

Well, I just want to dance.

We had our reasons.

We didn't tell you
about Peter...

To protect me.

That's what Peter said
you would say.

And guess
what he said next?

That you were right.

Does that surprise you?

No. It makes me wonder
what he wants.

Malia, we need
to stay together.

You, me, Stiles...

I don't want
to talk about Stiles.

I just want to dance.

And get drunk.

Malia... Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

(LAUGHING)

You are drunk.

Yep.

But you can't be.

MALIA: Is this what drunk
feels like?

It doesn't feel
as good as I hoped.

I don't think
it's supposed to.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Good?
Yeah.

We can help ourselves.

Uh, Lydia,
you got the list?

(SIGHS)

Lydia, why did you write
another name on here?

I didn't write anything.

This is your handwriting.

Why would I write
another name?

Why would you write mine?

It was the tapes,
wasn't it?

(LYDIA SCREAMING)

(STILES GROANING)

(LAUGHING)

(BONES CRACKING)

Your turn, sweetheart.

(RATTLING)

And who the hell are you?

Hello, Deputy.

I'm a U.S. Marshal working
in conjunction with this office,

and I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Yeah, well,
I got a question.

How'd you get those scars?

A werewolf.

How'd you break your nose?

What's that supposed to...

(MUSIC PLAYING)

SCOTT: Malia...

What's in this?

What did you have to drink?

Just vodka.

Stay on your feet

and keep moving.

LYDIA: Help us!

Help us!

(GRUNTING)
Someone, help!

Lydia, there's a lot of people screaming
for help in a place like this.

I don't think
anyone's listening.

Well, I'm open
to better ideas.

Because if you
didn't notice,

all of those suicides
were murders.

That's why she left
you the message.

She predicted
her own death.

She knew I'd figure it out.

BRUNSKI: Once you were
able to predict your own.

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(WHIMPERING)

But they weren't murders.

I'm not some serial killer
like Ted Bundy

going around cutting up
college girls.

No, you're just
an Angel of Death.

I don't think you understand
my level of commitment

to my work here, Stiles.

There are people here

who don't simply
need treatment.

They need release.

I helped them.

I helped Lorraine.

(WHISPERS) You killed her.

I helped her.

And now you can help me.

Because there is
something about it

that's always bothered me.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Malia?

How much has he
have to drink?

Not enough
to get him like this.

Something's happening.
We need to get them out of here.

I think we're gonna
have to, um...

How much did you drink?

Nothing. Not even a sip.

It's not the drinks.

It's the music.

(DOOR CLOSING ON TAPE)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) LORRAINE:
(ON TAPE) What are you...

Brunski, what are you doing?

BRUNSKI: Don't worry, Lorraine.
It's going to be all right.

You're just going to have
a little trouble breathing.

Lydia, look at me.
Don't listen.

(WHISPERING)
Okay, don't listen to it.

(LORRAINE BREATHING HEAVILY)

Just focus
on my voice, Lydia.

Don't listen to it,
block it out.

Okay?

(GRUNTING)

Lydia?

Hey, turn it off!

LYDIA: Stop!

Then listen...

Just listen.

I need your help
with this, Lydia.

LORRAINE: (ON TAPE)
Please don't...

Here it is.

This is the part
I never understood.

(WHISPERS) Listen.

(LORRAINE BREATHING HEAVILY)

LORRAINE:
Please don't hurt her.

BRUNSKI:
Don't hurt who?

LORRAINE: Ariel.

(LORRAINE GASPING)

(BREATHING STOPS)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

I have to...

I have to turn off the music.

Don't let them
out of your sight.

(GROANING)

Wait... Stop.

Hey, what are you doing?
These are my friends.

Your friends
are overly intoxicated.

They need to be escorted out.

Okay, I'll go with them.

That won't be necessary.

I said
they're my friends...

BOY: You okay, man?

What is that?

What are you doing?

It's gasoline.

Haigh says
we gotta burn you.

(BOTTLE TOP CLATTERS)

(TAPE CLICKS)

We get a lot of teenagers

trying to break into
our drug cabinets.

Most of the time
they don't succeed.

But you two

look pretty clever to me.

(GRUNTING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

(SPUTTERING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(MUSIC STOPS)

(ALL CLAMORING)

(GROANING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

What happened to the gun?

You're covered
in gasoline.

Oh, yeah.

I'll admit, Stiles,

I don't have any
unusual talents like Lydia,

but, somehow,

I just knew we were gonna get
a chance to do this again.

(INHALING DEEPLY)

No. No. No.

No!

Drop it.

Take your thumb off
that needle

and slowly withdraw it
from her neck.

Young Deputy.

You're just a kid.

I bet you've never
even fired a...

(GROANS)
(GASPS)

(PANTING)

He... He killed
my grandmother.

He was controlling Meredith.

He used her
to create the dead pool.

And killed her when
she tried to help us.

(LAUGHING)

(WEAKLY) You...
You think it was me?

(PANTING)

(WHISPERING)
That I was controlling her?

(LAUGHING)

Idiots...

She was controlling me.

Oh, God.

It's not him.

He's not The Benefactor.

WOMAN: No.

And... He wasn't on my list.

But he was a bad person.