Wolf Pack (2023–…): Season 1, Episode 6 - After Party - full transcript
The party turns deadly, causing the police to arrive; Ramsey and Garrett engaged with something strange in the woods; the pack visits a former firefighter, Malcolm, to get answers about the wildfire.
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- Did they find the cop?
- [screaming]
- All Ramsey saw was
the blood on the tree.
And no one's found his body.
- Careful.
Are those...
- Bodies.
- Who put them down there?
- An incredibly powerful
supernatural predator,
part human, part wolf.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[crickets chirping]
- It's there.
It's right there.
[breathing heavily]
- Right where?
- [whispers] The pool.
- There's nothing in the pool.
- It's not in the pool
anymore. It's right outside it.
- Where?
- The wall.
Look at the stone wall
around the hot tub.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- I don't see shit.
- I do.
- Where?
- You see the Buddha?
Right behind it.
♪ ♪
[all gasp]
- Oh, shit.
- [gasping]
[frightened whispering]
- What the fuck was that?
- I told you it's out there.
There's something out there.
- No, no.
It's just a possum, okay?
Stop trying to scare the
shit out of everyone.
- It wasn't a possum.
- It had dark fur,
and its eyes were
reflecting the light.
- Yeah, I think I know
what a goddamn possum
looks like, Phoebe.
- Everything's spinning.
I think I need...
I think I need some air.
[eerie musical flourish]
- Don't.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Maybe we should all get
away from the doors.
♪ ♪
[indistinct murmuring]
- [breathing shakily]
- Are you okay?
- I can't...
remember my name.
- Okay, how much did you take?
- I can't remember.
- It's okay.
It's just the shrooms.
- I can't remember my name.
- It'll wear off.
- Blake, turn the light off.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Fuck this.
I'm leaving.
- Go for it.
Nobody here knows you anyways.
- [exhales shakily]
♪ ♪
I think I'm still
feeling the shrooms.
Probably shouldn't drive.
- We took an Uber.
- Can you shut the
fuck up, please?
- I need to lie down.
- [gasps] Tia.
- Is the possum
going to kill us?
- No.
- It's not a fucking possum!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
He saw it, too.
- Stop it.
You're scaring
everyone, asshole.
♪ ♪
- They should be scared.
♪ ♪
Okay, just keep
the doors locked.
Everyone stay inside.
Because whatever's out there,
it's the same thing
we saw on the freeway
during the fire.
♪ ♪
- Tell him.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[wolf growling]
♪ ♪
[engine running]
- I waited ten minutes for
that guard to come back.
Still couldn't find the key.
- Don't worry. We
can go back later.
Jang found something
in Cyrus's room.
I think you need
to get over here.
- On my way.
[phone beeps]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- When we were on that bus,
when all the animals came
running out of the woods,
it wasn't just because they
were scared of the fire.
They were scared
of something else.
Austin saw it first.
He tried to warn me.
It has dark fur,
black and brown.
If it stood to its full height,
it'd be over seven foot,
at least 500 pounds.
The fire drove it
out of the woods.
Now it's here in the city.
[tense music]
It killed Connor.
- What?
I thought Connor
was just missing.
- He's missing 'cause
they never found his body.
- It killed a cop.
It killed my nurse and a doctor.
It's killing people every night.
- Say it.
♪ ♪
Say what it is.
Everett.
♪ ♪
Say it.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- It was a bear.
A black bear.
- You fucking liar!
You piece of shit!
God, you lying prick!
Get the fuck off me!
- Hey, hey. Jesus.
- Calm down.
- [breathing heavily]
Oh, yeah, everyone look at
me like I'm crazy, right!
I know what I saw.
And when it's standing
right in front of you,
about to rip your
fucking head off,
you'll know it, too.
[panting]
♪ ♪
Fuck you all.
I hope it kills every
fucking one of you.
- Wait.
What happened to the other guy?
- Who?
- The blond-haired kid,
the really quiet one.
Where did he go?
- Who are you talking about?
- The guy who was
standing right behind me.
He was really high.
He could barely
remember his name.
- That's not high.
That's brain damage.
- No, he was right here.
What if he went outside?
- Did he come here
with your drug dealer?
- I'm not a drug dealer.
More of a facilitator.
- He's probably one
of Tia's friends.
I'll go out and find him.
Anyone wanna facilitate me?
- What about the bear?
- There's no fucking
bear out there.
♪ ♪
- I'm coming with you.
- To protect me
from the rabid bear?
- If you get killed, how are
we supposed to go on a date?
♪ ♪
- Why did you lie?
[quietly] I thought...
I thought you were gonna
tell them all the truth.
- I couldn't.
- You did it for the pack.
- They can't know what we are.
- It's your secret now, too.
[crickets chirping]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Oh!
- Sorry.
- You're not sorry.
Why do you hate me so much?
- I don't hate you.
- You ghosted me.
You went completely
off the grid.
No phone, no texts, no email.
It's like you don't even exist.
- You don't have to have all
that shit to be a person.
I exist.
- But I don't,
not to you.
You can't even tell me why.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- About a year ago, my dad
came to me with my mom's phone
and asked me to unlock it.
I told him I didn't
know her password.
But he knew I was lying.
So I unlock it.
And I watch him find
all these messages
from some guy named Rob.
- Your mom was cheating on him?
- He screams at her,
shoves the phone in her face,
keeps screaming at her
until she starts crying
and tells him everything.
- Then what happened?
- The neighbors call the police.
Social services took
Danny for a week.
I was put in a foster home.
My whole life turned
to complete shit...
All because of a fucking phone.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because I didn't tell anyone.
[siren wails]
- Who called the cops?
- They just got there.
I told them we're
about a mile out.
- If you go in
armed into a house
full of inebriated teenagers,
try to remember my
teenagers are in there, too.
- You're carrying, aren't you?
- Requirement of the job.
- What about the
one at your back?
[tense musical flourish]
- Personal.
♪ ♪
- We're looking for Cyrus Nix.
- Why?
- Is he on the premises?
- You got a warrant?
- Your eyes are pretty
dilated there, young lady.
Have you been
smoking or consuming
illicit substances?
- No, just needles.
We like to share dirty needles.
[car door shuts]
- Blake, tell Harlan
and Luna to come out.
You're all going home.
- Cyrus Nix, we need you
to step outside right now.
- It's here.
- What?
- It's on the grounds,
outside in the backyard.
It's here.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- We should go back.
- Well, what about the guy?
- He's probably passed out
in the house somewhere.
- You really think there's
something out here?
- I think we should go back.
- Okay. One thing first.
♪ ♪
[brush rustling]
♪ ♪
All right, we can go back.
- One sec.
Now we can go.
- You know, this is
gonna be a problem.
- What do you mean?
- You and me.
I mean, if you really like me...
- Oh, my God, it's
not a problem.
- [scoffs] Your
friends don't like me.
- Who cares?
- They're not going to accept
me as part of your pack.
- Our what?
- Your group. Your
little clique.
Whatever you wanna call it.
- Our pack.
- Yeah, I think they
kind of see me as...
a threat?
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Cyrus... get back.
[werewolf snarls]
- What the fuck is that?
[gun clicks]
- Don't move.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- You see it?
- I see it. Harlan...
run.
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
- What was that?
Garrett, wait!
♪ ♪
- Cyrus Nix.
- Cyrus Nix, come on out!
We know you're
here! [phone dings]
♪ ♪
[gunshots]
- Those were warning shots.
[tense music]
I'm not here to hurt you.
Not if I don't have to.
I know you can hear me.
I don't know how much
you can understand.
But you get the general
idea of what I'm saying.
I'm not afraid of you.
But you know that.
You hear the
steadiness of my heart.
My voice is calm.
No scent of fear.
But if you come at me,
don't think I won't
defend myself.
[heavy footfalls]
[werewolf snarls]
I can help you.
You don't have to
stay like this.
I can bring you back.
I can help you control this.
Let me help you.
- [distorted voice] Help me.
[dramatic music]
- Wait! Stay back!
[werewolf snarls]
[heavy footfalls]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
♪ ♪
[werewolf roars]
♪ ♪
[werewolf shrieks]
[receding footfalls]
- Let's go, back in the house.
Somebody get that
girl a glass of water.
Jesus.
What the hell was that?
- You didn't see it?
- See what?
Garrett?
- I think I winged it.
- Winged what?
- Mine were warning shots.
I was just trying to scare it.
- Scare what?
- Ursus americanus
californiensis.
[tense music]
- A bear?
♪ ♪
- California black bear.
It was dark. I
couldn't see much.
That thing was big.
And it was really angry.
My shots scared it off,
but probably not for long.
- Wait, you saw a bear?
- The fire has driven
out all sorts of animals.
There have been
multiple sightings.
All of you need to
be more careful.
Now, everyone, inside.
This party is over.
Someone put out the damn fires.
♪ ♪
- Where's Harlan?
- Where do you
think he took Cyrus?
- I don't know.
- He had to take him back
to your house, right?
- [sighs] Only if he
wants Garrett to find him.
- Is he gonna tell
us where he is?
- I don't know.
He's not answering
any of my texts.
Maybe you should
try texting him.
- Funny.
- I'm sorry. I didn't...
I didn't mean that.
- Yeah, you did.
It's okay.
- What if the werewolf
killed that kid?
- Cyrus?
- No, the blond-haired
kid, the quiet one.
- If he did, they
won't find a body.
- Because no one's
ever found a body.
- Maybe the voice on
the phone was wrong.
Maybe it doesn't
kill every night.
- The night's not over.
- Don't.
You can see the
light from the house.
I don't want Garrett
knowing you're here.
- What about Luna?
- She'll know.
- Okay.
Where are the horses?
- We haven't had
them in a long time.
- Ah, just fugitive
arson suspects?
- I'm gonna ask you something,
and I need you to
tell me the truth.
- Okay.
- Why is your phone
set to no caller ID?
- Because I blocked my number.
- Why?
- Why do you care?
- You gotta tell me right now.
Why did you block your number?
- What is this about?
- Tell me why you
blocked your number.
- I started getting calls
from a blocked number.
- You blocked your number
because you were getting calls
from a blocked number.
- Yeah.
I mean, all it said
was "No Caller ID."
- Well, what did
they say on the call?
- [sighs] It was some guy
asking about my father.
He said he knew
what really happened
and how my father really died.
- Did he tell you?
- No, I told him I
know how my dad died.
He burned to death
in a wildfire.
- What did the voice sound like?
- Like a guy?
- That's it?
There's nothing else?
- My dad died in a fire.
I... I never met him.
All I've got is a lighter.
That's it. I'm
not an arsonist.
- Say that again.
[heart beating]
- I'm not an arsonist.
- Say it again.
- Why are you doing this?
[heart beating steadily]
- Say it.
- I'm not an arsonist.
[heartbeat stays steady]
- Got a minute?
How was your, um...
Ah, what are you
guys calling it, a...
kickstand?
- Kickback.
- Right, right.
Maybe I was just getting it
confused with a keg stand.
We used to do those
back in college.
I was pretty good
at them actually.
- Are you gonna tell Mom?
- No.
Don't worry.
It's between us.
- You okay, Dad?
- I was gonna ask
you the same thing.
Any recent panic attacks?
- No, not today.
Not even yesterday.
- That's good to hear...
especially since you haven't
been taking your medication.
- Yes, I have.
- No, you haven't.
Not for a week.
I still count your pills.
You're not feeling
any side effects?
- I don't think so.
- Night sweats?
Brain zaps?
- No, actually.
Maybe I don't need them anymore.
[SOFTLY] Maybe I'm changing.
- Have a look at all this.
It's a lot of pills, I know.
DHEA to boost my testosterone.
Vitamin K because
my vitamin D is low.
Metformin to keep
my blood sugar down.
Probiotics, prebiotics.
[softly scoffs] They
each serve a purpose.
Especially this one.
But you know what
this one's for.
I keep taking it,
everything is fine.
Go a week without it,
probably still fine.
Eventually...
well, you remember what happens.
- Yeah.
I remember.
[dramatic music]
- You need to keep taking
your medication, Everett,
even on your good days.
- [softly scoffs]
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- I was gonna call you,
but...
- I know.
- Yeah.
♪ ♪
- You wanna know why
I don't have a phone?
I'll tell you if you
really wanna know.
- You don't have to
tell me anything.
- I'll get a phone
if you want me to.
- I don't need a
phone to find you.
[softly chuckles]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Fucking ruin her.
- [chuckles] Shut
up and go to sleep.
♪ ♪
[water bubbling]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbles]
[dramatic music]
[skin squeaking against glass]
[music sharpens]
♪ ♪
- Kids all right?
- Luna's asleep.
Harlan came back pretty drunk.
Found him passed
out in his bathroom.
- Alone?
- Harlan doesn't date.
- He also doesn't
harbor fugitives,
if that's what you're asking.
- Last time I saw him,
he was with Cyrus.
- You want me to wake him up?
- No.
Let him sleep it off.
You can bring him to
me in the morning.
It's not every day you get
chased through the woods
by a bear.
- I'm gonna go
check on Luna again.
♪ ♪
- [exhales deeply]
- Did you get a good look at it?
- Not really.
It was pretty dark.
You?
- Enough to get a shot off.
- Is there something
you wanna tell me?
- This thing is dangerous.
- Of course it is.
It's a wild animal.
- A little more wild than most.
- It might have been dark,
but I know what I saw.
It was an animal
with fur, claws,
teeth, and eyes,
like every other big,
dumb animal out there.
That's all it is, Garrett.
But if you want, we can
call in a sketch artist.
You can add another picture
of your own to my wall.
- No, you're right.
Just an animal.
And like every other animal in
those woods, we can hunt it,
and we can kill it.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- So the guy on the phone,
the same one who's
been calling us
from a No Caller ID, says
he knows how your father
really died 17 years ago.
- What did he tell you?
- We didn't get that far.
I blocked his number.
He's not the first person
to try and fuck with me.
- What do you mean?
- Well, they never
actually found the bodies.
And you know what happens when
they don't find the bodies?
Conspiracy theories.
I've had crazy assholes
calling me for years,
telling me shit like
aliens abducted my dad
and the rest of the crew,
or they're all still alive
and being used in a
government experiment.
- Okay, so there's
no one who knows
what really happened
to your dad.
Like, not one real
witness to the fire.
- There's this one guy, Malcolm.
He was in the hotshot crew
with the rest of them.
- Wait.
Someone survived?
- He works at a hospital. I
think he's, like, an orderly.
But I wouldn't talk
to him if I were you.
- What did he say?
- He said that the
fire didn't kill my dad
and the rest of
the hotshot crew.
- What did?
[suspenseful music]
- A wolf.
- I just think that...
- We'll find out.
- Let's figure it out.
- Phoebe Caldwell never
made it home last night.
- Well, that's funny,
because apparently,
Harlan Briggs took
off this morning
and didn't tell his
father where he was going.
- What do you mean,
"never made it home?"
Is she missing?
- Just like your
son and Cyrus Nix.
Lot of missing kids.
- Mine is not missing.
I told you, Harlan and I are
working through some issues.
- Oh, you mean him hanging out
with our number-one
arson suspect?
Or going to a party with
a girl who's now missing?
Or how about Officer Trent
Miller's car being found
right around the
corner of your house
the night he went missing?
- Harlan doesn't
know where Cyrus is.
- Are you 100% on that?
- He doesn't know.
- Gentlemen, can
we try and remember
that we're all on
the same team here?
I have no doubt that
Mr. Briggs will do
everything in his power
to help us find Cyrus Nix.
Isn't that right?
- Of course.
- Good.
- Great.
- I knew we were
gonna be friends.
- Good friends.
- The best.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
A crew died in a fire.
I know it might sound crazy,
but sometimes, it
happens to firefighters.
- We heard that you told
people it was something else.
- I'm telling you right
now it was a wildfire.
- Cyrus Nix told us you
had a different story.
Remember him?
- Nix's father was a dick,
but a good firefighter.
I remember telling
his kid he was a hero.
That's what you tell a kid
who never met his father.
- So you didn't tell him that
a wolf killed the hotshot crew?
- Nope. Never said that.
- What kind of wolf was it?
- How about all you fuck
off and let me do my job?
- Was it a gray wolf?
Timber wolf?
- I said fuck off.
- Werewolf.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- How old was she? Phoebe?
- 17.
- I need to tell the
kids what I know.
- Not yet.
- I mean, Jesus, Garrett.
We don't even know
if silver bullets
can actually kill a werewolf.
These things gonna work?
- They work.
- Wait, did you
hit it last night?
- I winged it.
Silver bullets had an effect.
It only lasted for
a moment, but...
it definitely had an effect.
- Garrett, what did you see?
♪ ♪
- Something that
changes everything.
- Don't worry.
This wing's been
closed for months.
Six of us splintered off from
the rest of the hotshot crew
when fire was spotted
outside the containment line.
We tried to get
it under control,
but it was moving too fast.
The wind shifted,
drastically reduced
our chances to get
back to the safety zone.
So we kept going.
The canyon walls closed in.
There was only one path out.
- Something stopped you.
- A gray wolf.
Largest one I've ever seen.
- What did it do?
[distant howling]
- Stood there,
watching us,
baring its teeth at us.
The fire was right behind us.
We could feel the
heat at our backs.
Path to the ridge and the only
way out was behind that wolf.
- What happened?
- Rinzler... I think it was him.
He threw a rock at it,
tried to scare it off.
[lightly scoffs] All that did
was make the wolf angrier.
It wasn't letting any
of us get through.
- Didn't you carry axes?
- Yeah.
Some of us also
carried handguns.
I fired off a couple
rounds to scare it,
but... the thing
didn't even flinch.
So I fired the next
rounds into its hide
and dropped that
fucker to the ground.
[dramatic music]
- But you didn't kill it.
Did you?
- No.
The wolf went down
and got right back up.
And then we opened fire.
♪ ♪
That animal must have
taken 40 to 60 rounds.
♪ ♪
It went down and just
kept getting back up.
And Nix, Cyrus's dad,
he finally managed
to put a bullet right
between its eyes.
When we came over to push the
body out of the way, we...
[sighs] Saw the thing
was still breathing.
We dragged it as close to
the fire line as we could,
watched the flames take over.
- That's when it died?
- No.
That's when it changed.
♪ ♪
- The fire changed it?
- Transformed it.
At first, we thought we were
seeing a trick of the light...
Till we saw its
arms grow longer.
Snout extended.
The wolf started to stand
up on its hind legs,
which, all of a sudden,
were twice as long.
You could see muscles
pushing through the fur.
And the fur itself didn't burn.
Grew and darkened.
And the eyes.
The eyes started to glow.
- You saying the fire
turned the wolf into...
- A werewolf.
- Maybe the fire took it
from one shape to another.
'Cause the next thing we
saw, a 50-foot oak tree
came crashing down on it.
The whole ridge collapsed.
Everything got swallowed
up by the fire.
It was gone.
- But then who killed
the hotshot crew?
- [sighs]
That wasn't the only
wolf we saw in the woods.
- Did you start those fires?
- No.
- Don't say it to the
ground. Say it to me.
Look at me, Cyrus.
Did you start the fires?
- No.
- I believe you.
But there are some
people who don't.
You're gonna have
to convince them.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- The wolf was
protecting its pack.
That's why it didn't let you
and the rest of the
crew through the trail.
- Right.
- Where was the
rest of the pack?
Did you see the cubs?
- Did you see where
they were hidden?
- No.
No cubs.
But we saw the mate.
- You shoot that one, too?
- We couldn't.
We were out of bullets.
The strange thing is,
I think the animal knew
it, too, because...
it came right for us.
- You ran.
- You're goddamn right I did.
- You didn't see
it kill the others?
- No.
I only heard it.
[echoes of snarling,
men screaming]
- Wait, hold up.
Garrett found you in that
same fire 17 years ago.
- Yeah, we know.
- The hotshot crew
killed your mother,
but your father killed the crew.
And then, like, ten years later,
you're in the
middle of the woods,
and you see your father.
- But he was a wolf.
- Until this fire.
- The guy calling us.
The voice on the phone.
He knows all about werewolves.
If he's the arsonist,
then he probably knows
what fire does to a werewolf.
- That it turns the
wolf into a monster.
- What if that's
why he set the fire:
not just to draw the
wolf out of the woods,
but to change it?
To transform it
into the werewolf
killing everyone right now.
Into the werewolf that bit us.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- The light's on.
♪ ♪
- Where is he?
- Harlan...
- What the fuck did you do?
- Only what I had to.
- You told them he was here.
You let her arrest him?
- That thing is out there,
killing your friends.
Right now, Cyrus is
probably safer with Ramsey.
- In jail.
- In a juvenile
detention center.
Then in court, where he'll get
a chance to explain
his side of the story.
- You fuck!
You fucking piece of shit!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[low snarling]
♪ ♪
[roars]
[snarling heightens, hissing]
♪ ♪
[gun cocks]
- Prisha!
- You think now's a
good time to tell them
I know their secret?
- Harlan Briggs, look at me.
- [snaps]
- Harlan!
Remember yourself.
[snarling continues]
- Harlan.
Remember.
Harlan!
[snarling abruptly ceases]
[shaky breathing]
- [quietly] How?
How did you do that?
- I did the same thing
when you killed your horse.
There's an old myth.
Call a werewolf
by its given name,
and it might remember who it is.
Harlan.
You know who you are.
You're my son.
- I'm sorry.
- The wolf you saw
in the woods as a boy
and the thing you
saw last night?
It's not your father.
[werewolf snarls]
[werewolf shrieks]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
[receding footfalls]
- Blonde hair.
Pale skin.
Same age as us, right?
He couldn't remember his name.
- Who?
- His name...
- Everett?
- His name is Baron.
- What?
- His name is Baron.
- How do you know that?
- I have no idea.
But that was him.
The quiet kid at Tia's.
- The one no one saw.
- No one but me.
- He's not your father.
- But he's part of the pack.
- Our brother.
- Baron.
[intriguing music]
- I saw a wolf go into the fire.
I saw something else come out.
- He'll kill them all, and
then he'll come for you.
- What are you not telling me?
- Let's catch a werewolf.
- Did they find the cop?
- [screaming]
- All Ramsey saw was
the blood on the tree.
And no one's found his body.
- Careful.
Are those...
- Bodies.
- Who put them down there?
- An incredibly powerful
supernatural predator,
part human, part wolf.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[crickets chirping]
- It's there.
It's right there.
[breathing heavily]
- Right where?
- [whispers] The pool.
- There's nothing in the pool.
- It's not in the pool
anymore. It's right outside it.
- Where?
- The wall.
Look at the stone wall
around the hot tub.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- I don't see shit.
- I do.
- Where?
- You see the Buddha?
Right behind it.
♪ ♪
[all gasp]
- Oh, shit.
- [gasping]
[frightened whispering]
- What the fuck was that?
- I told you it's out there.
There's something out there.
- No, no.
It's just a possum, okay?
Stop trying to scare the
shit out of everyone.
- It wasn't a possum.
- It had dark fur,
and its eyes were
reflecting the light.
- Yeah, I think I know
what a goddamn possum
looks like, Phoebe.
- Everything's spinning.
I think I need...
I think I need some air.
[eerie musical flourish]
- Don't.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
Maybe we should all get
away from the doors.
♪ ♪
[indistinct murmuring]
- [breathing shakily]
- Are you okay?
- I can't...
remember my name.
- Okay, how much did you take?
- I can't remember.
- It's okay.
It's just the shrooms.
- I can't remember my name.
- It'll wear off.
- Blake, turn the light off.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Fuck this.
I'm leaving.
- Go for it.
Nobody here knows you anyways.
- [exhales shakily]
♪ ♪
I think I'm still
feeling the shrooms.
Probably shouldn't drive.
- We took an Uber.
- Can you shut the
fuck up, please?
- I need to lie down.
- [gasps] Tia.
- Is the possum
going to kill us?
- No.
- It's not a fucking possum!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
He saw it, too.
- Stop it.
You're scaring
everyone, asshole.
♪ ♪
- They should be scared.
♪ ♪
Okay, just keep
the doors locked.
Everyone stay inside.
Because whatever's out there,
it's the same thing
we saw on the freeway
during the fire.
♪ ♪
- Tell him.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
[wolf growling]
♪ ♪
[engine running]
- I waited ten minutes for
that guard to come back.
Still couldn't find the key.
- Don't worry. We
can go back later.
Jang found something
in Cyrus's room.
I think you need
to get over here.
- On my way.
[phone beeps]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- When we were on that bus,
when all the animals came
running out of the woods,
it wasn't just because they
were scared of the fire.
They were scared
of something else.
Austin saw it first.
He tried to warn me.
It has dark fur,
black and brown.
If it stood to its full height,
it'd be over seven foot,
at least 500 pounds.
The fire drove it
out of the woods.
Now it's here in the city.
[tense music]
It killed Connor.
- What?
I thought Connor
was just missing.
- He's missing 'cause
they never found his body.
- It killed a cop.
It killed my nurse and a doctor.
It's killing people every night.
- Say it.
♪ ♪
Say what it is.
Everett.
♪ ♪
Say it.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- It was a bear.
A black bear.
- You fucking liar!
You piece of shit!
God, you lying prick!
Get the fuck off me!
- Hey, hey. Jesus.
- Calm down.
- [breathing heavily]
Oh, yeah, everyone look at
me like I'm crazy, right!
I know what I saw.
And when it's standing
right in front of you,
about to rip your
fucking head off,
you'll know it, too.
[panting]
♪ ♪
Fuck you all.
I hope it kills every
fucking one of you.
- Wait.
What happened to the other guy?
- Who?
- The blond-haired kid,
the really quiet one.
Where did he go?
- Who are you talking about?
- The guy who was
standing right behind me.
He was really high.
He could barely
remember his name.
- That's not high.
That's brain damage.
- No, he was right here.
What if he went outside?
- Did he come here
with your drug dealer?
- I'm not a drug dealer.
More of a facilitator.
- He's probably one
of Tia's friends.
I'll go out and find him.
Anyone wanna facilitate me?
- What about the bear?
- There's no fucking
bear out there.
♪ ♪
- I'm coming with you.
- To protect me
from the rabid bear?
- If you get killed, how are
we supposed to go on a date?
♪ ♪
- Why did you lie?
[quietly] I thought...
I thought you were gonna
tell them all the truth.
- I couldn't.
- You did it for the pack.
- They can't know what we are.
- It's your secret now, too.
[crickets chirping]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- Oh!
- Sorry.
- You're not sorry.
Why do you hate me so much?
- I don't hate you.
- You ghosted me.
You went completely
off the grid.
No phone, no texts, no email.
It's like you don't even exist.
- You don't have to have all
that shit to be a person.
I exist.
- But I don't,
not to you.
You can't even tell me why.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- About a year ago, my dad
came to me with my mom's phone
and asked me to unlock it.
I told him I didn't
know her password.
But he knew I was lying.
So I unlock it.
And I watch him find
all these messages
from some guy named Rob.
- Your mom was cheating on him?
- He screams at her,
shoves the phone in her face,
keeps screaming at her
until she starts crying
and tells him everything.
- Then what happened?
- The neighbors call the police.
Social services took
Danny for a week.
I was put in a foster home.
My whole life turned
to complete shit...
All because of a fucking phone.
- Why didn't you tell me?
- Because I didn't tell anyone.
[siren wails]
- Who called the cops?
- They just got there.
I told them we're
about a mile out.
- If you go in
armed into a house
full of inebriated teenagers,
try to remember my
teenagers are in there, too.
- You're carrying, aren't you?
- Requirement of the job.
- What about the
one at your back?
[tense musical flourish]
- Personal.
♪ ♪
- We're looking for Cyrus Nix.
- Why?
- Is he on the premises?
- You got a warrant?
- Your eyes are pretty
dilated there, young lady.
Have you been
smoking or consuming
illicit substances?
- No, just needles.
We like to share dirty needles.
[car door shuts]
- Blake, tell Harlan
and Luna to come out.
You're all going home.
- Cyrus Nix, we need you
to step outside right now.
- It's here.
- What?
- It's on the grounds,
outside in the backyard.
It's here.
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- We should go back.
- Well, what about the guy?
- He's probably passed out
in the house somewhere.
- You really think there's
something out here?
- I think we should go back.
- Okay. One thing first.
♪ ♪
[brush rustling]
♪ ♪
All right, we can go back.
- One sec.
Now we can go.
- You know, this is
gonna be a problem.
- What do you mean?
- You and me.
I mean, if you really like me...
- Oh, my God, it's
not a problem.
- [scoffs] Your
friends don't like me.
- Who cares?
- They're not going to accept
me as part of your pack.
- Our what?
- Your group. Your
little clique.
Whatever you wanna call it.
- Our pack.
- Yeah, I think they
kind of see me as...
a threat?
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- Cyrus... get back.
[werewolf snarls]
- What the fuck is that?
[gun clicks]
- Don't move.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- You see it?
- I see it. Harlan...
run.
[gunshot]
♪ ♪
- What was that?
Garrett, wait!
♪ ♪
- Cyrus Nix.
- Cyrus Nix, come on out!
We know you're
here! [phone dings]
♪ ♪
[gunshots]
- Those were warning shots.
[tense music]
I'm not here to hurt you.
Not if I don't have to.
I know you can hear me.
I don't know how much
you can understand.
But you get the general
idea of what I'm saying.
I'm not afraid of you.
But you know that.
You hear the
steadiness of my heart.
My voice is calm.
No scent of fear.
But if you come at me,
don't think I won't
defend myself.
[heavy footfalls]
[werewolf snarls]
I can help you.
You don't have to
stay like this.
I can bring you back.
I can help you control this.
Let me help you.
- [distorted voice] Help me.
[dramatic music]
- Wait! Stay back!
[werewolf snarls]
[heavy footfalls]
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
♪ ♪
[werewolf roars]
♪ ♪
[werewolf shrieks]
[receding footfalls]
- Let's go, back in the house.
Somebody get that
girl a glass of water.
Jesus.
What the hell was that?
- You didn't see it?
- See what?
Garrett?
- I think I winged it.
- Winged what?
- Mine were warning shots.
I was just trying to scare it.
- Scare what?
- Ursus americanus
californiensis.
[tense music]
- A bear?
♪ ♪
- California black bear.
It was dark. I
couldn't see much.
That thing was big.
And it was really angry.
My shots scared it off,
but probably not for long.
- Wait, you saw a bear?
- The fire has driven
out all sorts of animals.
There have been
multiple sightings.
All of you need to
be more careful.
Now, everyone, inside.
This party is over.
Someone put out the damn fires.
♪ ♪
- Where's Harlan?
- Where do you
think he took Cyrus?
- I don't know.
- He had to take him back
to your house, right?
- [sighs] Only if he
wants Garrett to find him.
- Is he gonna tell
us where he is?
- I don't know.
He's not answering
any of my texts.
Maybe you should
try texting him.
- Funny.
- I'm sorry. I didn't...
I didn't mean that.
- Yeah, you did.
It's okay.
- What if the werewolf
killed that kid?
- Cyrus?
- No, the blond-haired
kid, the quiet one.
- If he did, they
won't find a body.
- Because no one's
ever found a body.
- Maybe the voice on
the phone was wrong.
Maybe it doesn't
kill every night.
- The night's not over.
- Don't.
You can see the
light from the house.
I don't want Garrett
knowing you're here.
- What about Luna?
- She'll know.
- Okay.
Where are the horses?
- We haven't had
them in a long time.
- Ah, just fugitive
arson suspects?
- I'm gonna ask you something,
and I need you to
tell me the truth.
- Okay.
- Why is your phone
set to no caller ID?
- Because I blocked my number.
- Why?
- Why do you care?
- You gotta tell me right now.
Why did you block your number?
- What is this about?
- Tell me why you
blocked your number.
- I started getting calls
from a blocked number.
- You blocked your number
because you were getting calls
from a blocked number.
- Yeah.
I mean, all it said
was "No Caller ID."
- Well, what did
they say on the call?
- [sighs] It was some guy
asking about my father.
He said he knew
what really happened
and how my father really died.
- Did he tell you?
- No, I told him I
know how my dad died.
He burned to death
in a wildfire.
- What did the voice sound like?
- Like a guy?
- That's it?
There's nothing else?
- My dad died in a fire.
I... I never met him.
All I've got is a lighter.
That's it. I'm
not an arsonist.
- Say that again.
[heart beating]
- I'm not an arsonist.
- Say it again.
- Why are you doing this?
[heart beating steadily]
- Say it.
- I'm not an arsonist.
[heartbeat stays steady]
- Got a minute?
How was your, um...
Ah, what are you
guys calling it, a...
kickstand?
- Kickback.
- Right, right.
Maybe I was just getting it
confused with a keg stand.
We used to do those
back in college.
I was pretty good
at them actually.
- Are you gonna tell Mom?
- No.
Don't worry.
It's between us.
- You okay, Dad?
- I was gonna ask
you the same thing.
Any recent panic attacks?
- No, not today.
Not even yesterday.
- That's good to hear...
especially since you haven't
been taking your medication.
- Yes, I have.
- No, you haven't.
Not for a week.
I still count your pills.
You're not feeling
any side effects?
- I don't think so.
- Night sweats?
Brain zaps?
- No, actually.
Maybe I don't need them anymore.
[SOFTLY] Maybe I'm changing.
- Have a look at all this.
It's a lot of pills, I know.
DHEA to boost my testosterone.
Vitamin K because
my vitamin D is low.
Metformin to keep
my blood sugar down.
Probiotics, prebiotics.
[softly scoffs] They
each serve a purpose.
Especially this one.
But you know what
this one's for.
I keep taking it,
everything is fine.
Go a week without it,
probably still fine.
Eventually...
well, you remember what happens.
- Yeah.
I remember.
[dramatic music]
- You need to keep taking
your medication, Everett,
even on your good days.
- [softly scoffs]
♪ ♪
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- I was gonna call you,
but...
- I know.
- Yeah.
♪ ♪
- You wanna know why
I don't have a phone?
I'll tell you if you
really wanna know.
- You don't have to
tell me anything.
- I'll get a phone
if you want me to.
- I don't need a
phone to find you.
[softly chuckles]
[soft music]
♪ ♪
- Fucking ruin her.
- [chuckles] Shut
up and go to sleep.
♪ ♪
[water bubbling]
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
[rain pattering]
[thunder rumbles]
[dramatic music]
[skin squeaking against glass]
[music sharpens]
♪ ♪
- Kids all right?
- Luna's asleep.
Harlan came back pretty drunk.
Found him passed
out in his bathroom.
- Alone?
- Harlan doesn't date.
- He also doesn't
harbor fugitives,
if that's what you're asking.
- Last time I saw him,
he was with Cyrus.
- You want me to wake him up?
- No.
Let him sleep it off.
You can bring him to
me in the morning.
It's not every day you get
chased through the woods
by a bear.
- I'm gonna go
check on Luna again.
♪ ♪
- [exhales deeply]
- Did you get a good look at it?
- Not really.
It was pretty dark.
You?
- Enough to get a shot off.
- Is there something
you wanna tell me?
- This thing is dangerous.
- Of course it is.
It's a wild animal.
- A little more wild than most.
- It might have been dark,
but I know what I saw.
It was an animal
with fur, claws,
teeth, and eyes,
like every other big,
dumb animal out there.
That's all it is, Garrett.
But if you want, we can
call in a sketch artist.
You can add another picture
of your own to my wall.
- No, you're right.
Just an animal.
And like every other animal in
those woods, we can hunt it,
and we can kill it.
[tense music]
♪ ♪
- So the guy on the phone,
the same one who's
been calling us
from a No Caller ID, says
he knows how your father
really died 17 years ago.
- What did he tell you?
- We didn't get that far.
I blocked his number.
He's not the first person
to try and fuck with me.
- What do you mean?
- Well, they never
actually found the bodies.
And you know what happens when
they don't find the bodies?
Conspiracy theories.
I've had crazy assholes
calling me for years,
telling me shit like
aliens abducted my dad
and the rest of the crew,
or they're all still alive
and being used in a
government experiment.
- Okay, so there's
no one who knows
what really happened
to your dad.
Like, not one real
witness to the fire.
- There's this one guy, Malcolm.
He was in the hotshot crew
with the rest of them.
- Wait.
Someone survived?
- He works at a hospital. I
think he's, like, an orderly.
But I wouldn't talk
to him if I were you.
- What did he say?
- He said that the
fire didn't kill my dad
and the rest of
the hotshot crew.
- What did?
[suspenseful music]
- A wolf.
- I just think that...
- We'll find out.
- Let's figure it out.
- Phoebe Caldwell never
made it home last night.
- Well, that's funny,
because apparently,
Harlan Briggs took
off this morning
and didn't tell his
father where he was going.
- What do you mean,
"never made it home?"
Is she missing?
- Just like your
son and Cyrus Nix.
Lot of missing kids.
- Mine is not missing.
I told you, Harlan and I are
working through some issues.
- Oh, you mean him hanging out
with our number-one
arson suspect?
Or going to a party with
a girl who's now missing?
Or how about Officer Trent
Miller's car being found
right around the
corner of your house
the night he went missing?
- Harlan doesn't
know where Cyrus is.
- Are you 100% on that?
- He doesn't know.
- Gentlemen, can
we try and remember
that we're all on
the same team here?
I have no doubt that
Mr. Briggs will do
everything in his power
to help us find Cyrus Nix.
Isn't that right?
- Of course.
- Good.
- Great.
- I knew we were
gonna be friends.
- Good friends.
- The best.
- I don't know what
you're talking about.
A crew died in a fire.
I know it might sound crazy,
but sometimes, it
happens to firefighters.
- We heard that you told
people it was something else.
- I'm telling you right
now it was a wildfire.
- Cyrus Nix told us you
had a different story.
Remember him?
- Nix's father was a dick,
but a good firefighter.
I remember telling
his kid he was a hero.
That's what you tell a kid
who never met his father.
- So you didn't tell him that
a wolf killed the hotshot crew?
- Nope. Never said that.
- What kind of wolf was it?
- How about all you fuck
off and let me do my job?
- Was it a gray wolf?
Timber wolf?
- I said fuck off.
- Werewolf.
[eerie music]
♪ ♪
- How old was she? Phoebe?
- 17.
- I need to tell the
kids what I know.
- Not yet.
- I mean, Jesus, Garrett.
We don't even know
if silver bullets
can actually kill a werewolf.
These things gonna work?
- They work.
- Wait, did you
hit it last night?
- I winged it.
Silver bullets had an effect.
It only lasted for
a moment, but...
it definitely had an effect.
- Garrett, what did you see?
♪ ♪
- Something that
changes everything.
- Don't worry.
This wing's been
closed for months.
Six of us splintered off from
the rest of the hotshot crew
when fire was spotted
outside the containment line.
We tried to get
it under control,
but it was moving too fast.
The wind shifted,
drastically reduced
our chances to get
back to the safety zone.
So we kept going.
The canyon walls closed in.
There was only one path out.
- Something stopped you.
- A gray wolf.
Largest one I've ever seen.
- What did it do?
[distant howling]
- Stood there,
watching us,
baring its teeth at us.
The fire was right behind us.
We could feel the
heat at our backs.
Path to the ridge and the only
way out was behind that wolf.
- What happened?
- Rinzler... I think it was him.
He threw a rock at it,
tried to scare it off.
[lightly scoffs] All that did
was make the wolf angrier.
It wasn't letting any
of us get through.
- Didn't you carry axes?
- Yeah.
Some of us also
carried handguns.
I fired off a couple
rounds to scare it,
but... the thing
didn't even flinch.
So I fired the next
rounds into its hide
and dropped that
fucker to the ground.
[dramatic music]
- But you didn't kill it.
Did you?
- No.
The wolf went down
and got right back up.
And then we opened fire.
♪ ♪
That animal must have
taken 40 to 60 rounds.
♪ ♪
It went down and just
kept getting back up.
And Nix, Cyrus's dad,
he finally managed
to put a bullet right
between its eyes.
When we came over to push the
body out of the way, we...
[sighs] Saw the thing
was still breathing.
We dragged it as close to
the fire line as we could,
watched the flames take over.
- That's when it died?
- No.
That's when it changed.
♪ ♪
- The fire changed it?
- Transformed it.
At first, we thought we were
seeing a trick of the light...
Till we saw its
arms grow longer.
Snout extended.
The wolf started to stand
up on its hind legs,
which, all of a sudden,
were twice as long.
You could see muscles
pushing through the fur.
And the fur itself didn't burn.
Grew and darkened.
And the eyes.
The eyes started to glow.
- You saying the fire
turned the wolf into...
- A werewolf.
- Maybe the fire took it
from one shape to another.
'Cause the next thing we
saw, a 50-foot oak tree
came crashing down on it.
The whole ridge collapsed.
Everything got swallowed
up by the fire.
It was gone.
- But then who killed
the hotshot crew?
- [sighs]
That wasn't the only
wolf we saw in the woods.
- Did you start those fires?
- No.
- Don't say it to the
ground. Say it to me.
Look at me, Cyrus.
Did you start the fires?
- No.
- I believe you.
But there are some
people who don't.
You're gonna have
to convince them.
[dramatic music]
♪ ♪
- The wolf was
protecting its pack.
That's why it didn't let you
and the rest of the
crew through the trail.
- Right.
- Where was the
rest of the pack?
Did you see the cubs?
- Did you see where
they were hidden?
- No.
No cubs.
But we saw the mate.
- You shoot that one, too?
- We couldn't.
We were out of bullets.
The strange thing is,
I think the animal knew
it, too, because...
it came right for us.
- You ran.
- You're goddamn right I did.
- You didn't see
it kill the others?
- No.
I only heard it.
[echoes of snarling,
men screaming]
- Wait, hold up.
Garrett found you in that
same fire 17 years ago.
- Yeah, we know.
- The hotshot crew
killed your mother,
but your father killed the crew.
And then, like, ten years later,
you're in the
middle of the woods,
and you see your father.
- But he was a wolf.
- Until this fire.
- The guy calling us.
The voice on the phone.
He knows all about werewolves.
If he's the arsonist,
then he probably knows
what fire does to a werewolf.
- That it turns the
wolf into a monster.
- What if that's
why he set the fire:
not just to draw the
wolf out of the woods,
but to change it?
To transform it
into the werewolf
killing everyone right now.
Into the werewolf that bit us.
[suspenseful music]
♪ ♪
- The light's on.
♪ ♪
- Where is he?
- Harlan...
- What the fuck did you do?
- Only what I had to.
- You told them he was here.
You let her arrest him?
- That thing is out there,
killing your friends.
Right now, Cyrus is
probably safer with Ramsey.
- In jail.
- In a juvenile
detention center.
Then in court, where he'll get
a chance to explain
his side of the story.
- You fuck!
You fucking piece of shit!
[tense music]
♪ ♪
[low snarling]
♪ ♪
[roars]
[snarling heightens, hissing]
♪ ♪
[gun cocks]
- Prisha!
- You think now's a
good time to tell them
I know their secret?
- Harlan Briggs, look at me.
- [snaps]
- Harlan!
Remember yourself.
[snarling continues]
- Harlan.
Remember.
Harlan!
[snarling abruptly ceases]
[shaky breathing]
- [quietly] How?
How did you do that?
- I did the same thing
when you killed your horse.
There's an old myth.
Call a werewolf
by its given name,
and it might remember who it is.
Harlan.
You know who you are.
You're my son.
- I'm sorry.
- The wolf you saw
in the woods as a boy
and the thing you
saw last night?
It's not your father.
[werewolf snarls]
[werewolf shrieks]
♪ ♪
[werewolf snarls]
[receding footfalls]
- Blonde hair.
Pale skin.
Same age as us, right?
He couldn't remember his name.
- Who?
- His name...
- Everett?
- His name is Baron.
- What?
- His name is Baron.
- How do you know that?
- I have no idea.
But that was him.
The quiet kid at Tia's.
- The one no one saw.
- No one but me.
- He's not your father.
- But he's part of the pack.
- Our brother.
- Baron.
[intriguing music]
- I saw a wolf go into the fire.
I saw something else come out.
- He'll kill them all, and
then he'll come for you.
- What are you not telling me?
- Let's catch a werewolf.