Hey, Maddy.
Listen, I, uh, hate to pull you away...
...but I'm gonna need you to come back to the office with me.
- Really? Yeah, turns out I gotta file...
- ...those docs by midnight and- Midnight?
Yeah, I'm gonna need you to, um...
- This isn't working at all, is it? - No, it's not, Nate.
Listen, I've had a couple. I shouldn't really drive.
- Could you just give me a lift-? - I already called you a cab.
I'll see you in the morning.
- Hmm, that happen a lot? - Only on the days that end with a Y.
You okay?
Yeah.
I've gotta go.
Here he is, detective.
- That's a pretty nasty bite. - Mm-hm.
You know what bit him?
I haven't quite determined that just yet.
Come on, doc, off the record.
- Okay, way, way off the record. - Sure.
If I didn't know better, I'd say the guy was attacked by a wolf.
But unless the zoo is missing one of their lobos, I'm going with pit bull.
- I like my job. - Yeah, I hear you.
One more thing. This guy...
...was his heart missing?
Yeah, how did you know that? I haven't even finished my report.
Lucky guess.
This lawyer guy the first heart-free corpse in town?
First man.
Over the past year, several women have gone missing.
Their bodies all washed up later in the bay...
...too deteriorated to draw firm conclusions.
- But no hearts? - No hearts.
All hookers working at Hunter's Point.
Cops are trying to keep things under wrap. They're looking for a serial killer.
- And the lunar cycle? - Mm-hm.
Yeah, all the murders happened in the week leading up to the full moon.
- Which is this week, right? - Hence the lawyer.
Awesome.
Dean, could you be a bigger geek about this?
I'm sorry, man, but what about a human by day...
...a freak animal killing machine by moonlight don't you understand?
I mean, werewolves are badass.
We haven't seen one since we were kids.
Okay, sparky, and you know what?
- After we kill it, we can go to Disneyland. - Know what the best part is?
We already know how to bring these suckers down.
One of these bad boys right to the heart.
- What's our next move? - Talk to the girl who found the body.
I don't understand. I already gave my statement.
Right. Yeah, well, we just need to verify a few things.
This is my neighbor, Glen. Glen, this is detective-
Landis. And Detective Dante.
Well, guess I'll leave you to it.
- Okay. Thanks for the casserole. Mm-hm.
Oh, how thoughtful.
Just call if you need anything.
He's sweet. He came over to check on me.
Have- Have a seat.
You must be pretty shaken up.
- You were Nate Mulligan's assistant, right? - For two years, yeah.
So you knew all about him?
Probably knew more about him than he did.
Nate was- He was nice.
- But? - Nothing really, I...
He had a few scotches and started hitting on anyone...
...in a five-mile radius. You know the type.
Yeah. I do, actually.
Did he have any enemies?
What do you mean? It sure looked like an animal attack.
No. Yeah, we're just covering all the bases. Anyone that might've had a beef with him?
- Former client, an ex? - What?
This is embarrassing but my ex-boyfriend, Kurt.
Kurt have a last name?
Mueller. After we broke up, he went kind of nuts.
He's...
Well, he's kind of been stalking me.
He got it in his head that something was going on between Nate and I.
- He showed up at my office. - What happened?
Kurt got into it with Nate. Threw a punch before security grabbed him.
- I was lucky to keep my job. - When was the last time you saw Kurt?
A few nights ago. Actually, the night Nate died.
We were grabbing drinks at this bar and Kurt showed up.
- And? Nothing.
It was like he was watching me.
Then he was gone.
To tell you the truth...
...he scares me.
So, what do you think?
Stalker ex-boyfriend? He hates the boss.
- And he was there that night. - You think he's our dog-faced boy?
Well, it's a theory.
- We've had worse. - Yeah.
What do you say we pay Kurt a visit?
- Anything? - Nothing but leftovers and a six pack.
Check the freezer.
Maybe there's some human hearts behind the Häagen-Dazs or something.
Sam, come here.
Check it out.
Is somebody there?
I'll call 911.
I'd say Kurt's looking more and more like our Cujo.
Dean, if he's out here, we better check on Madison.
What's going on? - Police business, Glen.
What is it?
Well, maybe we should talk privately?
Has Kurt been here?
Not exactly.
- What exactly does "not exactly" mean? Well, he was outside last night.
Just looking.
Just looking at me.
Has he done something?
- We're not really sure. It's probably nothing.
But we just don't wanna take any chances.
In fact, one of us should probably stay here with you, just in case he stops by.
- Where does he work? - He owns a body shop.
You mind grabbing that address for us?
Thanks.
- All right. You go, I'll stay. - Forget that. You go after the creepy ex.
- I'll hang here with the hot chick. - Why do you always hang with the girls?
Because I'm older.
No. Screw that. We settle this the old-fashioned way.
Dean, always with the scissors.
Shut up. Shut up. Two out of three.
- God! - Bundle up out there, all right?
- Um, do you wanna sit on the couch? - No. No, no, I'm okay.
- It's more comfortable. - Aw, I'm fine.
You know what? I think I will sit on that couch.
Let me guess. You're sitting on her couch like a stiff...
- ...trying to think of something to say. - You find Kurt?
He hasn't been at work. But because I'm good...
...and I mean really, really good, I got a line on where he might be.
- What's she wearing? - Bye, Dean.
Oh, Sammy.
You don't love him. All you wanna do is get back at me...
...and take away everything.
Has it ever run through your thick brain...
...that not everything is about you?
- I saw that. - What?
Saw what?
Okay, this is the deal:
My house, my TV.
I never get to watch my show...
...so suck it up.
Wait, so Kendall married Ethan's father just to get back at him?
Yup. And now she's set to inherit all the casinos...
- ...that were supposed to go to Ethan. - What a bitch.
Admit it, you're hooked.
No, no, no. I- I wouldn't say I'm hooked.
You know-
Can I ask you a question?
It's- It's a little personal.
You've seen my entire underwear collection.
Go ahead.
Okay, um...
Well, you're...
You're clearly smart. I mean, your house is full of great books, you know...
- ...and you're independent. - Uh-huh.
What were you doing with Kurt?
I don't know.
I mean, it's not like he introduced himself, like:
"Hi, I'm possessive and controlling, and I like to punch people.
Wanna be my girlfriend?"
Yeah, well, I guess we all make mistakes.
Yeah, well, mine's wanted by the police.
You wanna know why I stayed with him? Really?
I was too insecure to leave.
I find that hard to believe.
- I mean, you don't really seem like the type. - Yeah, well, some stuff happened.
My life changed. I changed for the better, I think.
- What happened? - Well, for one thing, I got mugged.
- And that's supposed to be a good thing? - I know. It sounds strange.
And don't get me wrong, it rattled me...
...but then it hit me:
I could keep feeling sorry for myself, or I could take control of my life.
I chose the latter.
- First thing I did was tell Kurt he had to go. - Smart move.
Apparently.
Everything else just opened up, blossomed.
It's all been wonderful, really.
What?
Doesn't everybody think being a victim of random violence...
...is the best thing that ever happened to them?
Ha, ha. Yeah, not so much.
You're...
...unusual.
Unusual like...
- ...unusual? - No. No. No, no, no.
Unusual like...
...impressive.
You think so?
Sorry.
- Hey. - I found him.
Good. Don't take your eyes off him.
Oh, yeah. My eyes are glued.
Look, Sammy, I gotta let you go. I, uh-
I don't wanna miss anything.
So, um...
I'm gonna turn in.
- Okay. Yeah. Well, I'll be here. - Okay.
You know what? If you hear anything- I mean, if you wake up, just...
Just call out.
- Okay. - Okay.
What the-?
You okay? - Now that I'm conscious.
The werewolf knocked me out. Sam, it's Madison.
What?
Yeah, awesome job of keeping an eye on her.
I've been here the whole time. She's in bed, asleep.
Well, she wasn't an hour ago.
Check her right arm below her elbow. I nicked her with a silver knife.
Morning.
Um, where are my pajamas?
Sam?
What's going on?
Where are you going?
I'm not going anywhere.
And neither are you.
You're psychotic.
The whole "I'm a cop" trip. God, I am so stupid.
I guess neither of us are who we said we were, huh?
Sam, you're sick, okay?
You're imagining things.
- Monsters don't exist, not really. - You know what?
Save the act.
It's not an act.
I am not a werewolf. There is no such thing.
It's made up, all right?
They're not real. You know they're not real.
- No? Then where did that come from? - I don't know.
Sam, God, you need help.
Please, don't do something that you're gonna regret.
I'm not what you think I am.
I'm not.
How you doing?
My head feels great, thanks.
We gotta talk.
She says she has no idea what I'm talking about.
- She's lying. - Maybe she doesn't know she's changing.
Maybe when the creature takes over, she blacks out.
Like a really hot Incredible Hulk? She ganked her boss and her ex-boyfriend.
- That doesn't sound rash and unconscious. - But what if it was?
What if some animal part of her brain saw those guys as threats?
- The cop too. - Are you the dog whisperer now?
Look, man, I just-
I don't know. There was something in her eyes.
- Yeah, she's killing people. - But if she has no control-
Exactly, she can't control it.
If she's telling the truth, it won't change anything.
I'm not putting a bullet through some girl's chest.
- She's a monster and you're feeling sorry? - Maybe I understand her.
Look.
There might be another way we can get the job done without having to waste her.
Are you thinking what I think you're thinking?
Dad's theory:
"Lycanthropy might have a cure if you kill the werewolf who bit you...
- ...severing the bloodline." - "Might have a cure." Meaning who knows?
- It's worth a shot. - We don't know where to start looking.
The puppy that bit her could be anyone, anywhere.
Could have been years ago.
No, I don't think so.
Madison.
When were you mugged?
Please. It's important, all right? Just answer the question.
About a month ago.
- Did you see the guy? - No.
- Grabbed me from behind. - Did he bite you?
How did you know that?
- Where? - On the back of my neck.
Well, that was just a love bite.
Believe me, that could have been a lot worse.
- Where were you at the time? - Walking home from a friend's loft.
Let me guess:
Not too far from Hunter's Point?
Same place where those other murders happened.
I'm telling you, it's a werewolf's hunting grounds.
- That doesn't mean it'll be out tonight. - It's the right time in the lunar cycle.
I know it's a long shot.
You're forgetting something. Maddy's probably gonna turn soon.
We can't just let her take off to an all-you-can-eat buffet.
- I'll stay with her. - And if she busts loose?
- Sam? - I'll do it.
- Sam. - I'll shoot her, all right?
But, Dean, I need you to go out there. At least go look for the thing.
Dean, please. We can save this girl.
Fine.
Please.
Just let me go.
Look.
I know you're scared.
I also know that there's no way in hell you're gonna believe me.
But I'm doing this because I'm trying to help you.
I'm not gonna lie. The odds aren't exactly in our favor.
But if this goes the way I pray it does...
...I'll untie you...
...and I'll walk out that door and I'll never come back.
You'll live the rest of your life...
...and I'll just be a bad memory.
Hey!
Hey, don't mention it.
What happened?
Where am I?
Unh. Help- Help me.
Oh, God. Oh, my God.
All right, easy, Glen. Just take it easy.
It should be over now.
You'll never see me again.
It was sort of sad, actually.
Glen had no clue what was going on.
Why do you think he turned Madison, instead of just killing her?
I don't know.
- He kind of seemed to have a thing for her. - Maybe his primal instinct did too.
Maybe he was looking for a little hot breeding action.
Yeah. Something like that.
So?
- So, what? - Speaking of Madison.
- Oh, whatever. - Don't whatever me. You liked her. Maybe-
Dean, she thought I was a stark raving lunatic.
- You saved her life. - Yeah, but she doesn't know that.
You know, for a stakeout...
...your car's a bit conspicuous.
- What are you still doing here? - Honestly? Uh...
We're pretty sure you're not gonna turn tonight...
...but we gotta be 100 percent. So, you know, we're lurking.
- Look, I know this sounds crazy- - Sure does.
Well, if we're gonna wait it out...
...we might as well do it together.
You were telling the truth, weren't you?
About everything.
What you did, it was to help me.
- Yeah. - I did all those horrible things...
...when I turned.
You didn't know.
So when will we know for sure?
- Moonrise? No, I don't think so.
You turned middle of the night last night. I think we gotta hang in until sunup.
Well, it looks like we got ourselves a few hours to kill.
Poker, anyone?
Oh, no, you guys talk.
Does-? Does this mean it worked?
Yeah, I think so.
Oh, God, thank you.
Thank you so much.
- You too, Dean. Thank you. - Aw...
...don't mention it.
Yeah.
So I'm just gonna head back to the hotel...
...and watch some pay-per-view or something.
That was smooth.
He means well.
You mean, he thinks you're gonna get laid.
- Look, I... - It's okay.
No.
I know I scared the crap out of you, all right?
- I mean, I tied you to a chair. - That's right up there with me...
...scratching up your face.
There's just no way...
...we could go back, you know...
...before it happened.
You're right.
There's just no way.
- She turned. - What?
I couldn't grab her in time.
We'll find her, Sammy.
I already called Bobby. He doesn't know anything.
Except, he knew severing the bloodline wouldn't work.
Most everyone says it's impossible to reverse it.
How come she didn't turn when we were with her?
- Dean. - You put her to bed, then she wolfed out?
- Maybe she's gotta be asleep to turn? - What does it matter?
We gotta find some way to help her. Some legend we missed.
If there was, someone we know would've known.
Well then, we have to look harder until we find something.
Sammy, I don't think we got a choice here anymore.
- What? - I hate to say it...
...she's sweet, but part is-
- Evil? - Yeah.
That's what they say about me, Dean. So me, you won't kill...
...but her, you're just gonna blow away?
Sam? - Madison. Where are you?
I don't- I don't- I don't know where I am.
- Well, do you see any street signs? - Um...
Yeah, yeah. Middlepoint.
All right, all right. Hold on, Maddy. We're coming to get you. Just stay where you are.
I don't remember anything.
I probably killed someone last night.
Didn't I?
There's no way to know yet.
Is there something else we can try to make it go away?
We'll find something. I mean, there's gotta be some answer, somewhere.
That's not entirely true.
Madison, you deserve to know.
We've scoured every source.
There's just no cure.
Is...? Is he right?
I mean, we could lock you up at night...
...but you'd bust out, and some night you will...
...someone else dies.
I'm sorry, I am.
So I guess that's all there is to it, then.
- Stop it. Don't talk like that. - Sam, I don't wanna hurt anyone else.
I don't wanna hurt you.
Put that down.
I can't do it myself.
I need you to help me.
Madison.
- No. - Sam.
- I'm a monster. You don't have to be.
We can find a way, all right?
- I can. I'm gonna save you. - You tried.
I know you tried.
This is all there is left.
Help me, Sam.
I want you to do it.
- I want it to be you. - I can't.
I don't wanna die.
I don't.
But I can't live like this.
This is the way you can save me.
Please.
I'm asking you to save me.
Sam.
- I'm sorry. - No, you're right.
She's right.
- Sammy, I got this one. I'll do it. - She asked me to.
- You don't have to. - Yes, I do.
Please.
Just wait here.