All language subtitles for Teen Wolf - 02x06 - Frenemy.ssv

Previously on Teen Wolf...

What the hell is a Kanima?

-Wait, do they think it's Lydia?
-How do we know it's not her?

She was bitten by an Alpha.
It's her.

I was thinking I'd channel
it into killing her.

You cannot do this!

I can't let her live!

We've got to figure out
a way to protect her.

They're not here to scare us.
They're here to kill Lydia.

I can hold you off until
the cops get here.

I think I'm finally getting why
you keep refusing me, Scott.

You're not an Omega. You're
already an Alpha of your own pack.

It's Jackson.

I need you to promise that
you won't say anything

about what just happened.

I'll promise not to say anything
about what just happened

if you can tell me what
the hell just happened.

It's... It's kind of complicated.

Well, how about you start
with why was Derek there?

Or where Jackson went,
or what is wrong with Erica?

Oh, do you need a minute to
come up with a plausible lie?

Part of the reason why I'm asking

is because Scott and I aren't supposed
to be seeing each other, okay?

So it's better if you just
keep what you know to yourself.

Fine.

I'll keep what I know about
you and your boyfriend,

which is nothing, to myself.

Hey.

He's not just my boyfriend.
You get that, right?

Let me go.

Just for one second, please,
try and remember...

-Remember what?
-Remember what it feels like.

All of those times in school when
you see him standing down the hall,

and you cannot breathe
until you're with him.

Or those times in class when you...

You can't stop looking at the
clock because you know that

he's standing right out
there waiting for you.

Don't you remember
what that's like?

No.

What do you mean,
"No"? You've had boyfriends.

None like that.

What do we do now?

Wait, wait. Sorry, I'm sorry.

-Did you see where he went?
-I lost him.

-What? You couldn't catch his scent?
-I don't think he has one.

All right, any clue
where he's going?

To kill someone.

Ah! That explains the claws
and the fangs and all that.

Good. Makes perfect sense now.

What? Scott, come on.

I'm 147 pounds of pale skin
and fragile bone, okay?

Sarcasm is my only defense.

-Just help me find it.
-Not "it." Jackson.

Yeah, I know. I know.

All right, but does he know that?

Did anybody else see him back at your house?

I mean, I don't think so,
but he already passed Derek's test anyway.

Yeah, but that's just the thing.
How did he pass the test?

I don't know.

Maybe it's like an either-or thing.

I mean, Derek said that a snake can't
be poisoned by its own venom, right?

When's the Kanima not the Kanima?

When it's Jackson.

Uh...

Dude.

See that?

He's inside.

What's he gonna do in there?

I know who he's after.

What, how? How? Did you smell something?

Armani.

Aw, come on.

All right, maybe there's, like,
a window we could climb through,

or some kind of

handle that we could rip off
with supernatural strength.

How did I not think of that one?

Dude, everyone in here's a dude.

I think we're in a gay club.

Man, nothing gets past those
keen werewolf senses, huh, Scott?

You're better off without him.

Still doesn't feel good.

You know what will feel good?
That guy.

Two beers.

IDs?

How about two Cokes?

Rum and Coke? Sure.

Coke's fine, actually.
I'm driving anyway.

That one's paid for.

Oh, shut up.

-I didn't say anything.
-Yeah, well, your face did.

Hey, I found Danny.

I found Jackson.

I love you.

Go. Go.

Let's go, Prada.

You're all of six pounds.

There can't be that much to come out of you.

Prada, let's go!

Prada?

Prada.

Prada?

Lose something?

Get Danny.

What're you gonna do?

Works for me.

Danny!

Danny!

Danny.

Jackson!

No, don't!

What do we do with him now?

So, should I call the police,

or is there a
non-rapist explanation

for being in my yard in
the middle of the night?

I heard him barking,
and I live in the house back there.

Is that okay,
or should I start running?

Well, thanks for bringing him back.

Everything okay?

"Okay" meaning what?

Meaning... Are you all right?

Meaning the other day in class?

I'm not crazy.

I may be the girl who sleepwalks naked
and writes backwards on the chalkboard,

but at least I'm not one of those desperate
Vicodin-popping wrist cutters at school.

Oh, is that what the
other girls are like?

Why'd you do that?

Do what?

You stepped back.

You stepped forward.

Maybe I wanted to kiss you.

Maybe I don't want you to.

Does that mean maybe I could?

If you want me to punch
you in the throat.

Could I hold your hand?

What, am I nine years old?

Uh, could I give you a flower?

Promise to keep it?

If I ask you tomorrow if you
have it and you say, "No,"

I'm gonna be really hurt.

Well, if I don't,

I'll lie.

Danny.

McCall, what are you doing here?

Just seeing if you're okay.

And I'm wondering if anything
weird happened to you today.

Besides being paralyzed from the neck down.

Sorry, but we need to
get him to the hospital.

One more question, just one.

Are you okay?

Did it happen to my ex, too?

Yeah.

Then I'm great.

Couldn't get anything out of Danny.

Okay, can we just get
the hell out of here now

before one of my dad's
deputies sees me?

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
Could this get any worse?

That was rhetorical.

Get rid of him.

Get rid of him? We're at a crime
scene and he's the sheriff.

Do something.

Hey.

-What's... What's going on?
-Jackson, Jackson, be quiet.

What're you doing here?

What do you mean what am I doing here?
What? It's a club.

It's a club, we were clubbing,
you know? At the club.

Not exactly your type of club.

Uh...

-Well, Dad, there's a conversation that...
-You're not gay.

-I could be.
-Not dressed like that.

Well, what's...

Uh...

Jackson, be quiet.

This is the second crime scene that
you just happened to have shown up on.

And at this point,
I've been fed so many lies,

I'm not sure I know the kid
standing in front of me.

Now, what the hell is going on?

What's happening?

Jackson, I'm sorry, but...

Hey.

-Dad, l...
-The truth, Stiles.

The truth, all right.

Well, the truth is that
we were here with Danny.

Yeah, 'cause he just broke
up with his boyfriend so,

you know, we were just
trying to take him out

and get his mind off things.

That's it.

Well, that's really
good of you guys.

You're good friends.

Seven paralyzed.
The rumor is drugs.

Probably hallucinogens,
since witnesses say they saw

a demonic monster
on the dance floor.

Now, who would believe something like that?

You know what I'm having trouble believing?

How you just stood there while that
thing circled you and did nothing.

-You want to explain that to me?
-lntuition.

-Then you know what it is.
-I have a suspicion.

And if I'm right,
it plays by certain rules.

Rules that don't bend easily.

Do we need to put a hold on
Derek to figure this thing out?

Not necessarily.

Tonight's the first time you had
a glimpse of him since Kate died,

am I right?

Unfortunately.

And the only other tie we
have to him is lsaac Lahey.

What are you thinking?

That if this thing bothers Derek enough
to bring him out of his little hole,

then we might have an opportunity.

What did I teach you is the
best way to eliminate a threat?

Get someone to do it for you.

-Uh, what about your house?
-Not with my mom there.

We need to take him somewhere

where we can hold him long enough
to figure out what to do with him.

Or long enough to convince
him he's dangerous.

-I still say we just kill him.
-We're not killing him.

God!

Okay, okay.

I got an idea.

Does it involve breaking the law?

By now, don't you
think that's a given?

-I was just trying to be optimistic.
-Don't bother.

Stiles!

McCall!

I'm gonna kill you!

-Okay, I bought you some food...
-Let me out now!

You know, I put those pants on you,
all right, buddy?

One leg at a time.

Being all up-close and
personal with your junk

wasn't exactly a
highlight of my day.

So don't think this
is fun for me either.

You know we're actually
doing you a favor?

-This is doing me a favor?
-Yes.

You're killing people.

To death. Yeah.

And until we can figure out how to stop you,
you're gonna stay in here.

I'm sorry.

Now, do you want the ham and
cheese or the turkey club?

You actually think my parents
won't be looking for me?

Well, not if they don't
think anything's wrong.

Yeah.

Mr. Whittemore, maybe I'm missing something,

but this doesn't exactly
spell foul play.

It reads, "Stayed at friend's house
last night. Everything fine. Love you."

Now, while we're as close
as any family can be,

there are certain things Jackson
has not been able to say

since the day we told
him he was adopted.

Things like what?

Jackson never says, "l love you."

-Never?
-Not once in 1 1 years.

So, who did you say you
were studying with tonight?

Just Lydia.

We're prepping for our
world history midterm.

History was one of my favorites,
especially military history.

Ever hear the phrase,
"Know thy enemy"?

It's from The Art ofWarby Sun Tzu.

Very good. Know what it means?

In order to win a battle, one must know
everything they can about their enemy.

Right again.

Your father and I happen to
be having that very problem.

We've got an enemy about which
we know next to nothing.

It's killed one of our own,
among others.

I've heard.

Did you hear Jackson Whittemore
didn't show to school today?

He didn't?

His parents called and
so did the police.

You wouldn't know anything
about that, would you?

Well, let me tell you what I know.

I know that a teenager's first
instinct is to protect their friends.

And I believe my granddaughter would
always want to protect her friends,

even if it meant lying.

So I want to ask one more question and
this time, with a small advantage.

I'm not going to hurt you.

I just want to get a
sense of your pulse.

Think of it as a game.
All you have to do is tell the truth.

Do you know anything about
Jackson being missing?

No.

Is he in trouble?

I don't know. I don't know.

Does this have anything
to do with Scott?

No. I mean,
I don't... I don't know.

Your pulse jumped.

-It's because you're scaring me.
-I'm sorry, sweetheart.

That was definitely
going way too far.

No kidding.

It wasn't right for me to use
tactics like that. I'm sorry.

You can go back to class.

Go ahead.

Scott.

Scott.

I'm afraid your teacher was feeling
ill today and had to leave early.

So, unfortunately, you're
stuck with me as a substitute.

Can anyone catch me up
to speed on where we are?

Mr. McCall, how about you?

Scales? Like a fish?

No, more like a reptile.

And your claws have this
liquid that paralyzes people,

and you have a tail.

-I have a tail?
-Yeah, you have a tail.

-Does it do anything?
-No, not that I know of.

Can I use it to strangle you?

Yeah. You still don't
believe me. All right.

The night of the semi-final game,
what did you do right after?

I went home.

-Are you sure about that?
-Yes, you idiot.

What the hell else would I do?

You attacked me and Derek at the
school and you trapped us in the pool.

You also killed a mechanic.

Right in front of me, by the way.
That was lovely.

And one of Argent's hunters.

Oh, and last night,
you tried to kill Danny.

Why would I want to
kill my best friend?

Well, that's what Scott's out
trying to figure out right now.

Mmm. What maybe he should
be trying to figure out

is how he's going
to pay for a lawyer

when I prosecute your
asses all the way to jail!

All right, well, tell me this.

On the night of the first full moon,
what happened?

Nothing.

Nothing happened.

Allison.

We've noticed quite a few calls
from your phone to the odd one.

Stilinski.

Oh, you told me to
keep an eye on Lydia

and he's had a crush on her since,
like, third grade,

so I'm gonna have to talk to him.

I know it's hard,

sitting here,
trying not to look at him.

But think of how
strong it makes you.

Especially when all
these other girls

are just letting their entire high
school lives be defined by some boy

they're just praying will
take them to senior prom.

-Can't I be strong and go to prom?
-Of course.

But with someone else.

Remember, so long
as you stay strong,

we won't have to kill
a 16-year-old boy.

Oh, my God.

-They know.
-What?

They know Jackson's missing.

No, they can't. I've been texting
his parents since last night.

They don't have a clue.

My grandfather told me his
parents went to the police.

They know.

Oh!

Chuck that.

All available units proceed

to Beacon Hills
Preserve as instructed.

Proceed with caution until
SheriffStilinski's arrival.

Repeat. Proceed with caution.

-Where are we going?
-Somewhere very far from this.

MRS. WHlTTEMORE: Jackson?

You sure everything's okay
between you and Jackson?

Yeah, everything's fine.

Did the cops have
to take my fake lD?

You didn't do anything
to make him angry?

How angry?

On a scale of one to 10,

one being "kind of irritated,
" and 10 "wanting to kill you violently."

Jackson's kind of always at a four,
but we're good.

I was actually doing him a favor.

What favor?

I was recovering a video for him.
I put it on my tablet.

Which is in the trunk of my car
and probably still at the club.

What was on the video?

I'm not really supposed to say.

Danny, what if I told you this could
be a matter of life and death?

I'm not supposed to say.

Okay.

What if I told you you can
get your fake lD back?

While I think you being here to check in
on your friend is all sorts of commendable,

I've gotta play tough mom right now,
even though I'm not very good at it.

-Right now?
-Yes, right now.

I got a call from your principal.
You are failing two classes?

I know. And that's why I'm
studying with Stiles right now.

Do you know that if you fail
even one of your midterms,

that they're gonna hold you back?

-He said that?
-Yes.

All of your friends are gonna be juniors
while you are still a sophomore.

Do you understand,
Scott? You cannot fail.

I know.

Okay.

Thank you.

If Jackson doesn't
remember being the Kanima,

he's definitely not gonna
remember stealing Danny's tablet.

Why would he steal the thing if
he doesn't even know what's on it?

What if someone else took it?

Then somebody else
knows what he is.

Which could mean someone's protecting him.

Like the bestiary says,
"The Kanima seeks a friend," right?

Okay, hold on.

So somebody watches Jackson make a video
of himself turning into the Kanima

and then just erases part
of it so he wouldn't know?

I mean, who would do that?

Somebody who wanted to protect him?

There's something else.

You said the only thing you
found online about the Kanima

is that it goes after murderers.

-What if that's actually true?
-Well, no, it can't be.

Tried to kill all of us, remember?

I don't know about you two,
but I haven't murdered anybody lately.

But I don't think that it was
actually trying to kill us.

Remember when we were at
lsaac's the first time,

it just went right by us,
didn't it?

You're right, it just ran off.

And it didn't kill you
in the mechanic's garage.

Well, yeah, but it tried to
kill me and Derek in the pool.

-Did it?
-lt would've.

It was waiting for us to come out.

What if it was trying
to keep you in?

Why do I feel so
violated all of a sudden?

Because there's something else going on.
We don't know what it is.

We don't know anything about
what's going on with Jackson

or why someone's protecting him.

"Know thy enemy."

Just something my grandfather said.

All right, I got it.
Kill Jackson. Problem solved.

He risked his life for us.
Against Peter, you remember that?

Yes, but what did we just find out?
He got the bite from Derek.

It's funny how he just got
exactly what he wanted

by supposedly risking his
life for us, it's funny.

Yeah, it doesn't mean he's
not still worth saving.

It's always something
with him, though.

He doesn't know what he's doing.

- So what?
- So, I didn't either.

You remember when I almost
killed you and Jackson?

I had someone to stop me.
He has nobody.

That's his own fault.

Doesn't matter.

If we can save him, we should try.

Stiles went to check on Lydia.

She still hasn't forgiven him
for promising to talk to her

and then ditching her at her car.

That's not easy to explain.

Mmm-mmm.

How did your dad know
where to be last night?

He was there in the alley.
Him and Gerard.

They have people.

Guys who monitor
every camera in town.

ATMs, traffic cameras.

Have you seen the ones
they put up in school?

Mmm.

-You thought I told him.
-No.

I don't know, I just...

I don't know, I just...

I'm on your side, Scott.

I'm always on your side.

I know.

I know. I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Just that I thought that things
would get back to normal by now.

Or at least normal enough
so I could pass my classes.

You'll pass.

-Could you put some music on? Please?
-Yeah, you want the radio?

Use Entune. It has Pandora.

I felt like I was gonna
fall asleep in your arms.

I like it when you
fall asleep in my arms.

I don't.

I wake up, you're always gone.

That's only because I
don't want to wake you.

I'd rather just wake up with you.

You will.

High school's only two more years.

Hmm.

Which is hard enough for
normal people to get through.

Hey, what would you say
if I could be normal?

I've been thinking about it ever
since we saw her at the hospital.

Lydia was bit by an Alpha, right?

Peter told Stiles that if the bite
doesn't turn you, it'll kill you.

But nothing happened to Lydia.

Meaning?

Meaning what, she's immune?

If she is, doesn't that...

Doesn't immunity mean
that you could be cured?

Would you want that?

I want anything that
lets me be with you.

And not just till the
end of high school.

Well, then you better not get
into too good of a college.

My grades suck.

Not just till college.

I'm serious.

I know.

I know.

You guys might wanna
come take a look at this.

I have to tell my father.

Scott.

He's going to kill someone.

Okay, tell him.
Tell him everything.

Scott, I gotta tell mine, too.

-This is all my fault.
-It's not.

But we have to tell them.
We're just a bunch of teenagers.

We can't handle this.

You're right.

How you gonna make your
dad believe all this?

I don't know.

He'll believe me.

You scared the hell out of me.

I've been sitting here for
an hour waiting for you.

I can't hang out right now, Lydia.

I don't need anyone
to hang out with.

I need someone to talk to.

I understand that it's important,
but if it can just wait.

Why is everyone always
telling me to wait?

Why can't anyone have "right now" available?

You can't have
everything right now.

You know what I need?

I need someone to translate
five pages of archaic Latin.

Obviously, that's not
gonna happen anytime soon.

I know archaic Latin.

You know archaic Latin?

I got bored with classical Latin.

Just how smart are you?

Just show me the pages.

Could you buzz us in?
I gotta see my dad.

Thanks.

Scott, Stiles.

Perfect timing.

Have you met Jackson's father,
Mr. David Whittemore?

Esquire.

That means lawyer.

Are you sure?

Ms. Morrell said that word means "friend."
"The Kanima seeks a friend."

She was wrong.

It means "master."

"The Kanima seeks a master."

Why?

Is that important?

Yeah.

Someone's not protecting him.

Someone's controlling him.