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THEO: Previously on Teen Wolf...

Eight years ago, almost an entire
family died in a car accident.

A young girl named Malia was found.

DESERT WOLF: My daughter is still alive.

I'm just going to have to kill her again.

I'm going to show you how to
use your voice as a weapon.

CHRIS: Tell me what it is?

Not what it is, what it was.

A monster whose only purpose was to kill.

The Beast of Gevaudan.

(GROWLING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

What is that?

GERARD: You might call it a fingerprint.

This isn't going to look like
anything we've seen before, is it?

Oh, there were a lot of descriptions

of the Beast of Gevaudan.

Everything from a red-furred giant wolf to

a cloven-hoofed panther
the size of a horse.

But my grandfather gave me a
description that was a bit stranger.

How strange?

GERARD: He said the body was oil black.

Solid but shapeless at the same time.

(WHISPERS) Like a shadow
pretending to be real.

(GUN COCKS)

How do we stop it?

As far as legend goes,

the only weapon that proved effective

was a simple spear in the
hands of a young woman.

The Maid of Gevaudan.

Mmm-hmm.

(CLICKING NOISES)

(DREAD DOCTORS HISSING)

(EMITTER HUMMING) (HISSING STOPS)

GERARD: That's right.

I know your frequency.

And I also know you're
down here for a reason.

I wonder what that could be.

(CLICKING NOISES)

(INSECTS HISSING AND CLICKING)

(BEETLES SCREECHING)

(MUSIC PLAYING)

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Parrish.

Parrish, look at me.

I know what you're thinking.

The dream's coming true.

It's not.

Sheriff, there's 23 bodies.

Twenty-three of them.

Which means you're going
to go back to the station

and you're gonna go through
every missing persons report

for the past two weeks.

That's what we do.

You got it, Parrish?

(SIGHS)

(ELEVATOR DOORS OPENING)

Who found them?

Argent.

And he said the Doctors were down there.

He also said you guys might
know what this thing is.

We've got a theory.

It's a slightly terrifying theory.

Well, the ME said that victims
were killed somewhere else

and then dumped in those tunnels.

Hey, what if the Dread
Doctors are hiding the bodies.

Why would they do that?

Maybe they're covering for it.

Protecting it like a parent would.

Protecting what?

A werewolf.

It's called the Beast.

We know. Horrifying.

We better figure out what
we're gonna call Parrish.

Because it looks like
his dream is coming true.

(LYDIA SHRIEKS)

(PANTING)

I said use your hands.

I didn't say punch the gate.

Well, it's all a little new to me so,

don't hold back on specificity.

Your hands can guide your voice.

They can help push it towards the target.

Try again.

How did you learn?

It doesn't matter.

You have to find your own way.

What if your way works for me too?

Lydia, find your way.

(GRUNTS) But none of this is even real.

My body's lying in a room down the hall

staring at the ceiling.

(MEREDITH SCREAMING)

(GROANS)

Did that feel real?

What are you doing?

(GATE CLICKS)

You want out?

Break the glass.

It's not just glass.

It's bullet-resistant polycarbonate.

So make your voice a bullet.

Break the glass.

Break the glass.

You... You're kidding, right?

Look, I promised I'd help and I will.

- That's supposed to help me find Deaton?
- No.

Something in the Dread Doctors'
Operating Theater is going to do that.

I can take you there, but I
can't let you see where it is.

Ever hear of a blindfold?

Not one that works on a werecoyote.

- What's in it?
- Wolfsbane.

The same kind they used on Liam.

It won't last and there's
no permanent side effects.

Why should I trust you?

You shouldn't. But you will.

Because the Desert Wolf could be here

and Scott's boss could already be dead.

You want to give Scott the bad news?

You want to tell him it's
your fault Deaton's dead?

Because you pretty much dared
the Desert Wolf to come after you.

(SIGHS)

You're gonna have to come closer than that.

Closer.

Do it.

(ROARING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATIONS)

MAN ON PA: By order of the Sheriff,

a county-wide curfew goes
into effect tonight at sundown.

All after-school activities are canceled

until further notice.

Students should go directly home
at the end of the school day.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

You don't think this is a
bit much in terms of firepower

for a high school?

Your Dad's the one that
issued us these things,

and he wouldn't officially say why.

Did he say anything unofficially?

No. But everyone's got a theory.

What's yours?

I shouldn't be talking to you
guys. Don't you have class?

Come on, Strauss. What's your theory?

Do you guys believe in the supernatural?

KIRA: Dad, are you sure about this?

I mean, how am I supposed to
help my friends if I can't fight?

You still know how to fight.

But I'm better with a sword.

Then, as a teacher and a lover of history,

maybe I can inspire you with a quote.

(SIGHS) Oh, God.

Napoleon said, "There are
only two forces in the world,

"the sword and the spirit.

"In the long run,

"the sword will always be
conquered by the spirit."

I thought it was the spirit
I was trying to conquer.

Your spirit, Kira.

You're still stronger than
the Fox. Remember that.

But I'm useless without a weapon.

I'm useless to my friends.

You always have a weapon.

The most powerful weapon of all.

If you tap me on the forehead and say,

"Your mind is your most powerful
weapon," I'm going to scream.

I wasn't going to tap you on the forehead.

But...

The sword is a gateway to the Fox.

And the Fox is too dangerous.

(SIGHS)

Your mind is a weapon, Kira.

Trust yourself.

You can outfox the Fox.

(EXHALES)

(GASPS)

(SHATTERS)

(GRUNTS)

What the hell's this?

Safety first.

I said I'd help you find the Desert Wolf.

I didn't say it was gonna be easy.

The restraints are to keep
you from hurting yourself.

Or me.

(CLANKS)

Oh, come on.

This is what the Dread Doctors
used to keep track of the Chimeras.

It seeks out and hones
in on a certain frequency.

They gave the Chimeras
their own unique vibration.

So how is that going
to help me find Deaton?

It won't.

It's going to help you find a werecoyote.

My mother.

Because supernatural creatures
also have their own frequency.

What, you're going to teach me physics?

Or are you going to put your
little torture device on my head

and get this thing started?

You have to concentrate on
exactly who you want to find.

You have to make a
connection to a memory of her.

I don't remember a thing about her.

Then think about something else.

Think about the crash.

Think about the gun firing at the car.

Anything that brings you back.

(BREATHING DEEPLY)

This is gonna hurt.

I don't care.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(CLANKS)

(SCREAMING)

(GASPS)

Don't close your eyes.

Keep them open.

(GROANS) I can't.

I can't.

It hurts.

Open them.

Malia, open your eyes.

The full moon, I'm telling you...

It has to be the full moon.

(MUFFLED GROANS)

(GASPING AND GROANING)

I know where she is.

She's here.

She's in Beacon Hills.

I need you to tell Scott something for me.

Yeah, uh, why me?

Because I can't right now.

You gonna do it or not?

Uh, he's not really talking to me.

You should get someone else.

Literally anyone else.

(SCHOOL BELL RINGING)

Just tell him he was
right about the tunnels.

Just tell him that, okay?

What do you mean?

When we were down there
looking for you and Hayden,

we didn't know it yet, but we
were a lot closer than we thought.

There's an Operating Theater down there.

Down in the tunnels.

How do you know?

Mostly by scent. Just tell him, okay?

Tell Scott he was right.

What's the problem?

Besides the fact that
I've never seen this place

beyond a few aerial photos

and we're basically going in blind?

Him.

Would you mind not
pointing that thing at me?

He's coming with us.

He tried to kill Scott.

Technically, I did kill Scott.

I should kill you.

Won't happen with a shotgun.

Stop. Both of you.

THEO: I did what I had to do to survive.

The Dread Doctors wanted everybody dead.

I convinced them that
it could just be Scott.

You could still tell Scott.

When we have Deaton back.

He's not going to blame you
for the Desert Wolf taking him.

But he might stop me from killing her.

Theo won't.

Actually, I'm planning to help.

BRAEDEN: Don't be so confident.

She's known to carry
pretty heavy firepower.

But, what do werecoyote need with guns?

There's a story.

I don't know all the details,

but something happened a long time ago.

Somehow, she lost part of her power.

She's not as fast or as
strong as she used to be.

But she can still pull a trigger,

and she's a perfect shot.

The sun's going down. We need to go.

Are you coming or not?

(CELL PHONE VIBRATES)

(SIGHS)

You lost?

Completely.

How did you know I was down here?

I followed you.

Why are you following me?

Why are you down here?

I'm just trying to figure out
if this is where they took us.

Me and Hayden.

Malia said she was down here too.

That the scent was the same.

She said you were right.

Uh, there's a turn you keep passing.

It's easy to miss.

How many times did you watch me pass it?

Five.

Come on. Let's see if
we can find it together.

BRAEDEN: No guards. No lights.

This place looks completely abandoned.

That should be easier for us, right?

Not necessarily.

Especially if she knows we're coming.

You're sure this is the place you saw?

Unless there's another Fort Jewett.

Maybe she left.

Maybe Deaton's already gone.

I'm not walking away on a maybe.

And I'm not walking in
on so much uncertainty.

You said you've been after her for years.

And why do you think it's been years?

Because she knows what she's doing.

She took Scott's boss for a reason.

We don't know what it is.

We don't know if she's back in Beacon Hills

because she's missed you all this time

and can't wait for a
mother-daughter reunion

or if she's planning to
put a bullet in your head.

We don't know anything.

We know one thing.

We know where she is.

I'm going in.

I have to.

(PANTING)

Meredith, please.

Tell me how you did it.

You have to find your own way.

Why can't you tell me yours?

Because, my way got people hurt.

Some days it was quiet for me.

Other days, all I could hear was screaming.

People dying.

What people?

Everyone.

Everywhere.

I was at Chemistry class

when it happened.

I had my hands over my ears.

The teacher was trying to
figure out what was wrong.

I took my hands and I
started hitting the desk,

until I couldn't take it anymore

and I just screamed.

What happened?

All of the windows shattered.

I saw kids with glass in their arms,

in their faces.

Some of them had blood
coming out of their ears.

They said it was an explosion...

Caused by chemicals.

But everyone knew it was me.

Find a better way, Lydia.

My voice is like

a bomb going off.

Yours needs to be a bullet.

(GUN COCKS)

Did you hear that?

Malia?

Malia!

Is this real? Or is it in my head?

I think you know

what a Banshee premonition feels like.

(MALIA WHIMPERING)

She's going to die.

(SIGHS)

STILES: Your teachers, uh, gave us some
of the stuff you guys have been working on.

They wanted us to hold on to it for you.

I saw something about the, uh,

Riemann Hypothesis.

Um, things like,

nontrivial zeros,

zeta functions

and a lot of other stuff that
goes totally over my head.

(CHUCKLES)

Maybe you can wake up and explain it to me?

Oh, come on, Lydia.

(STUTTERS) You have to come back to us.

There's no way we're getting
through this without you.

Lydia, you have to wake up.

MRS. MARTIN: I think that's enough.

Stiles.

Wait a second, what is this?

What are they doing? All
right, you need to go.

They shaved her head.

Look at it. Did you...
Did you know about this?

What are they gonna do?
Drill a hole into her head?

Are you crazy?

It's for
E-C-T.

Electroconvulsive therapy.

They shave small portions of the scalp.

It's done under general
anesthesia and it's perfectly safe.

Look at her, Stiles.

She's my daughter.

You don't think I'm trying everything
I can to bring her out of this?

No, no, no,
that's not E-C-T.

Is everything all right in here?

It's fine.

Our guest is just leaving.

Stiles, go.

Or you're not coming back.

All right, Lydia, time for your shower.

Sorry.

Do you feel that?

Like something's vibrating.

I can't tell where it's coming from.

It's coming from everywhere.

(SIGHS)

I was just trying to do something right.

You do a lot right.

Yeah, but I did one thing really wrong.

Hayden's alive.

Everything before that doesn't matter.

It should.

I feel like I had to do
more than just say sorry.

Actually, you still haven't done that.

Back at my old school...

At Devenford,

I got into a fight with this kid.

I knocked two of his teeth out.

They made me write a letter of apology.

We both knew it meant nothing.

We both knew that sooner or later,

we're gonna get into another fight.

I can't just say I'm sorry.

I feel like I have to do something.

Like maybe, somehow I
have to save your life.

Don't worry.

I'm pretty sure you'll get a chance.

(SCOFFS)

Well, not down here.

We've been walking around for hours

and all we've been able to find is

some stupid snake sculpture on the wall.

You think it's important?

(LOW RUMBLING)

(MECHANICAL WHIRRING)

(GUN COCKS)

(SIGHS)

You didn't.

I had to.

Hello, Scott.

I haven't seen that color on you.

It suits you.

Who's the old guy?

(CHUCKLES)

Uh, at the moment, uh,

they would call me a necessary evil.

But you can call me Gerard.

What were you thinking?

That we need him.
GERARD: He's right.

If you want to catch a werewolf
like the Beast of Gevaudan,

you're going to need more than one Argent.

He knows all the stories.

All the folklore.

Everything written and
everything passed down.

You sure about this?

Take a look.

CHRIS: The one on the right
is the Beast of Gevaudan.

Do you know what the other one is?

GERARD: The Hellhound.

The guardian of supernatural places.

They're both creatures of the night.

But you may know them as
ordinary people during the day.

And most likely neither
of them know what they are.

What is it?

We found a message in Latin...

Damnatio Memoriae.

They want it to remember itself.

That might give us time.

Time for what?

To prevent this.

Who are they?

SCOTT: Us.

It's all of us.

(WHISPERING) There's something wrong.

Is it a scent?

I don't know.

(GRUNTING)

(SNARLS) (GUN FIRES)

(GROANING)

It was me, wasn't it?

You picked up a Chemosignal.

(GASPING)

Probably regret.

Because I didn't really want to do this.

But I didn't have a choice.

(GASPING)

You should've listened to Braeden.

I was part of an E-O-D
team in Afghanistan.

Explosive Ordinance Disposal.

We handled
I-E-D's.

CHRIS: And what about before that?

High school.

PARRISH: What's that supposed to be?

Werewolf?
GERARD: No.

It's called a Hellhound.

What else do you remember from Afghanistan?

You said you came to Beacon Hills

because you felt drawn here.

You hid the bodies of the Chimeras.

You've got a resistance to fire.

No, wait! (SCREAMING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(HISSING)

We were wondering

just how flame retardant are you, Deputy?

What the hell are you doing?

(STRUGGLING)

(GASPING)

(ROARS)

Hellhound.

And what if you were wrong?

Would you have burned my eye out?

Yeah.

This guy's your father?

Wasn't my choice.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

All right, you've had
long enough. Let's go.

I'm not buying the catatonic act.

I know you can hear me.

Don't get lost, Lydia.

You can help them, but you
have to get out of here first.

She's in trouble.

I think it's happening now.

(SCREAMS)

DESERT WOLF: You know,
your real name isn't Malia...

Oh, God.

(GASPS) She found her.

(GASPS)

You don't have a name.

Talia Hale took you away from
me before I could give you one.

(GRUNTS) (GROANS)

What you do have is power.

Strength, speed, and the capacity to heal.

You know where you got it from, Malia?

You know who you stole it from?

Me.

(GROANING)

Tell me when it hurts.

Tell me when it really hurts.

(SCREAMING)

Corinne!

You can't get it back like this.

It has to be a full moon.

You kill her now and you get nothing.

(GRUNTS)

You can help her!

Lydia! (GASPING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY) Lydia!

Break the glass.

Break the glass!

(SCREAMING)

(HISSING) (GROWLING)

(GRUNTING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMS)

(BOTH GROWLING AND GRUNTING)

(DOOR BUZZES)

(DOOR BUZZES)

(GRUNTING)

I killed them because of you.

I killed my own family.

Your adopted family.

I'm your family, sweetheart.

(ROARS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(SCREAMING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

But if it makes you feel any better,

I didn't care about them.

I was just trying to kill you.

(GROWLS) (LOUD THUD)

(TILES BREAKING)

(BEAST GROWLING)

(ROARING)

(SCREAMING)

Please, I have to tell them.

They're all going to die.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

My friends.

They're all going to die.

(GROWLING)

Malia...

(SNARLS)

Come on!

(ROARING)

All this to take down one blind werewolf.

DEUCALION: Recently re-blinded.

Unfortunately,

the healing of my eyes by a
Dark Druid proved only temporary.

A parting gift from my
time with Scott McCall.

Friend of yours?

We're working through some issues.

He knows why he's here.

He knows about the Beast.

DECAULION: Hmm.

The Beast of Gevaudan.

History's most vicious,
most famous werewolf.

And you think I'm going to
show you how to steal its power.

I think you're open to negotiation.

All you have to do is
tell me what you want.

I want his eyes.

On the tips of my claws.

I want the eyes of Scott McCall.

(MUSIC PLAYING)

Now we get Lydia.

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