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- Previously... - How bad?

- I called DCF and foster care.

A social worker is on the way.

- She should stay with us through her first turn.

(Screaming)

(Growling)

This is Will, my ex.

- He deserved to die. He burned her.

- Brynn... - My wolf did terrible things

because I had terrible things done to me.

(Snarling, screaming)

- A witch brought me back as what you kissed.

- Can I come back too?

- There's some fine print,

like you kill everybody from your past that you see.

- Excuse me. You aren't allowed down here.

- I'll find the healthy blood.

All you gotta do is just trust me.

- No, because everyone who loves you dies.

I have a day, maybe a week.

- Hey, you--

* Yo yo yo yo... *

(Electronic dance)

(Cheering in distance)

- What? What?

- 3:00 a.m.?

Really?

(Woman singing on stereo, indistinct)

(Sighing)

(Grunts)

(Electronic dance)

- Hello, people in my house.

- Dude! Hold on for sec. Excuse me.

Did you know that they have co-ed fraternities now?

Who saw that coming, right?

- It's weird, isn't it?

Hosting co-ed kappa kappas in our house?

Also weird.

(Guests cheering)

- I have to be awake in 3 hours!

- I know!

No, this is not happening, OK?

- Twilight was cool with it.

- Yeah, Aidan was OK with it, because when he was a teenager,

beer was safer than water.

This is not the Mayflower. You are not a pilgrim!

Upstairs.

Now! - Come on, come on!

- Can I talk to you for a second?

- Yeah!

Go for it!

- I get it. I like to drown myself in a keg or three

when one of my friends dies too.

- Oh! This is not about Henry.

- OK, you don't wanna talk about Henry, that's fine.

But don't bring home takeout, man.

- Don't worry. I already ate.

- You ate? Ate what? Ate who?

Did you keep it clean?

- Don't know him.

Don't know her...

Yep!

- You too?

- I can safely say I did not know

any of these people before I died.

- That's because they were all in high school.

Then they grew up and they joined a co-ed fraternity.

Which is ridiculous.

- Would you just let him process?

He just lost his vamp son.

At least he's home.

It's better than not knowing where he is at all.

OK? Calm down!

- Oh my lord!

- Come here! Come here!

Whoo!

(Roaring)

- Great news!

If you're hungry, there are empty pizza boxes in the fridge.

- Honey. - Yeah.

- Have you seen my coat?

- Hey, what about tonight?

Do you wanna do something tonight?

Do you wanna go somewhere

that doesn't smell like beer?

- Uh, I actually have somewhere

that I have to be tonight after work.

Are you free to hang out with Erin tonight?

- So we've adopted a 15 year old?

(Sighing)

It's cool. I'm not against adoption.

I just thought that if we did it, she'd be younger,

perhaps Ugandan.

In all seriousness,

I don't get the impression she wants our help.

- She doesn't have anywhere else to go.

It doesn't feel right to just ask her to leave, you know?

- Yeah, OK. I'll watch her.

- Thank you.

Bye.

- Bye. Hey, where do you have to go tonight?

- My parents.

- It's your mom's birthday.

- Yeah, it's the only time of year I see them.

- I could come with you and finally meet them.

- No, no. You don't have to do that.

I have to go

'cause God knows if I don't bring her cake,

she won't have one.

(Nora chuckles)

Hey! And this?

Not your responsibility.

Do not clean up after him.

- I'm not cleaning up.

I'm not.

(Sighs)

So, it's been over a year

since Nora and I have been a real couple,

straddling the human/werewolf divide.

And aside from reviving the occasional corpse

and worrying about the rent,

it's been amazing.

But she has yet to bring her parents into the equation

and it's not like they live in Alaska or Wyoming.

They live in Boston.

- Has she met your parents yet?

- Yeah, there was a lunch in the city with my mom

that only required minimal drinking.

- Maybe it's a complicated time.

I mean, you're raising Teen Wolf.

- That is temporary.

And I...

I wanna be with Nora for the rest of my life,

no matter what.

- Wow. - Yeah.

Yeah, so I feel like the right thing to do

is to let her parents know my intentions, right?

- Well, technically, the right thing to do

would be to ask her father's permission.

- Aha. And then demand a cow and a chest full of silks as dowry.

- No, I'm serious. There used to be a way

of approaching these matters.

Courtship, wooing, asking permission.

Trust me.

- Oh, it's really hard to take you seriously

when you smell like Natty Ice.

Also, before you drain South Boston again...

- I didn't drain anybody.

- Just keep it clean, OK?

I did some more screening and this guy didn't get the flu.

This is his name and address.

- Don't worry about that anymore, OK?

I don't wanna put you in that position.

- Aidan, I know it's been tough adjusting

since your subterranean ordeal, but...

But don't you think it's time to jump back in?

To life, to work?

I mean, in all honesty, we could use the extra income.

Between Sally's blood-magic bill

and the food and cash that I try and slip Ray's family,

the supernatural debt is mounting.

- And so you got a new car?

- Yeah, yeah, I got a new car.

Yeah, a werewolf destroyed my old car

and the insurance money--

- It's cool.

- You know what? This isn't about me.

Your job is waiting. I covered for you.

They think you were WWOOFing in Australia.

- They think I was what? - WWOOFing.

Uh, working on organic--

Listen, the only thing that matters

is that they'll take you back.

Recertification tests are tomorrow.

If you get your paperwork in, in time--

- I don't want to take blood from the hospital.

Most of it is tainted anyway.

- Come on, man.

That was never the reason you worked there.

You always told me it was about penance,

about helping people through their pain,

and about spending time in a place where vampires weren't.

- Well, I guess I don't have to worry about that anymore.

Virus wiped them out.

Hmm?

(Bird chirping)

(Car honking)

- Sally?

No way! Sally Malik?

- Oh no. No.

- Sally, is that you?

- Sally? - Where have you been?

- Sally, where have you been?

- You guys can't be here. Please go away!

You're not supposed to be here!

Please, no!

No, no! Please!

Please, please! Please, please.

(Gasping)

(Siren in distance)

(Sighing)

- So, what are you again?

- I'm a reanimated corpse

brought back from the dead by a spell.

But I'm cursed,

so anyone I see that knew me when I was alive dies.

- Huh!

But are you, like, a person again?

- Yeah, I'm a person.

I think.

- Did you get a new identity yet?

You can't do anything without one of those.

Trust me, I've tried.

- How does one get a new identity?

Seriously, who does that?

- More people than you think.

You can't be Sally whatever- ethnic-last-name again.

She's dead.

- Yeah, that word means so many different things these days.

- So you're a cursed, undead hottie

with no identity.

- All of which would be fine

if I hadn't grown up in Boston, went to school in Boston

and shacked up with my psycho fiancé in Boston.

- So leave.

(Scoffing)

- Leave? I can't just...

leave.

- Fine. Stay.

Kill people.

- Hi.

(Bird squawking)

- Hey, what are you doing here?

I thought you weren't working today.

- I'm not. Do you have a second?

- Where's Erin?

- She's with Sally.

- And Aidan.

- Listen, I know he's been erratic lately,

but he's not gonna eat Erin, OK?

Werewolf blood doesn't exactly agree with him.

(Sighing)

I wanna go with you tonight.

- No, Josh...

- I know you think that your family won't like me.

- No, I never said that.

- So we'll get on like gangbusters.

- I never said that.

- Listen, this is what people in love do.

They meet each other's families and they get mercilessly judged.

- Josh, it's not you that I'm worried about, OK?

Trust me.

It's my family.

They're really tough.

And I--I just don't want to burden you

with that part of my life.

- I understand. I get it. It's like my mantra.

But your family is a part of who you are.

And I want to know that part.

I want to know everything about you.

I'm coming with you.

(Chuckling)

- OK.

(Siren in distance)

- Ah! - Jeez!

- God, finally. What are you, turning into a bat person?

- Why didn't you just come down?

- I don't know what dark arts you're doing there.

Where you going? - Out.

- I need to talk to you.

- You know what? You can come with.

- Aw... - Come on, it could be fun.

- Yeah, until I accidently murder my familiars.

- All right. Well, how about this?

We'll go somewhere where the old Sally Malik

wouldn't be caught dead in.

- And where exactly would that be?

(Heavy metal)

This place smells like hempseed.

Thanks.

Their drinks come in bowls.

- Yep.

- Best place ever.

- Aw, man. You know, this place wasn't always a bar.

29 years ago, this was the best ramen joint

on the Eastern Seaboard.

- So you were in Boston back then too?

- Yeah.

- And you ate.

- It was really good ramen.

- Must've been.

(Rumbling)

- Let me ask you something.

How do you reset your identity?

You can't be the same person for 260 years, right?

- Well, the vampires had a system.

Um, when we needed new names,

we had people in place to make it happen.

- "Had"?

Oh, right.

So what would they do to get you new names?

- They'd do a lot of things, but I guess the simplest thing

is they would steal social security numbers

from the diseased, ideally infants.

Nobody checks up on those.

(Whimpers)

- That's cold.

- It worked.

- And, um,

have you ever had to cut and run?

- You always have to be ready to cut and run.

You can't invest too much in anything...

or anyone.

- You can't really mean that.

(Swing)

I chose this one for you.

Grandpa music for the old guy.

- OK.

See what I'm doing here? - Uh-huh.

- Can you keep up? - Yeah, OK.

Whoa!

Aaah!

(Sally laughing)

(Heart beating)

- (Josh): It's gonna be fine.

- Were you just gonna stand here or...

- I feel better knowing where she is.

- I know. I know. I get that.

I--I have a delinquent little sister.

Can't we just leave her in the car, crack a window?

- She's not a dog. - I kind of am.

Look, I'll stay in your sweet-ass car, no problem.

It's nicer than most of my foster homes.

- Oh my God! You're not staying in the car.

All right. Let's do this.

- Yeah.

I think I know what you just did.

Really?

- It's gonna be great.

- Yeah.

- It's gonna be great.

Hey, RJ!

- Hey, stranger!

- Hey!

- Come on in!

So, Mom's birthday, huh?

You brought friends? That's brave.

- (Man on TV): ...get over here quickly enough.

Really good play...

- Hey, Dad.

Guys, this is my Dad, Robert,

and my not-so-little brother, RJ.

RJ, this is Josh and--

- (Mother): Nora?

- How's it going? - Hey.

- Hey!

- You came!

Can't believe it.

And you brought...

- Oh, uh, this is my boyfriend, Josh.

- I'm Josh.

It's nice to meet you.

- And his cousin, Erin.

- Robert, say hello to Nora's friends.

- McCain is a tough, smart kid out of Houston,

recruited by Stanford...

(Clearing throat)

- Happy birthday.

- Oh! No, you really shouldn't have.

Well, I wasn't expecting so many.

- I-- Sorry, I tried calling, but nobody answered.

- RJ's always hogging the phone line with the damn Internet.

- Dialup!

Yeah, that's cool.

It's cool too, like call waiting.

Smart cars are dumb.

(Whispering): Those are dumb.

- Why don't you have a seat?

Gonna have to make something extra so there's enough.

- OK. Do you wanna...

- Yes.

Uh...

- Yep. Uh-huh.

Yeah, another one for the lady. For me too.

You know what? On second thought, shots for everyone!

(Cheering)

- That's what I want! Let's do a shot.

- (Sally): That is very nice.

(Man singing blues on stereo, indistinct)

Can I just say I feel weird making a toast

if you're gonna bring back these people to our house

and eat them?

- You said you wanted to have fun.

- I do, but it's not fun sending you into a sea of virus blood.

- I'm fine.

- Seriously, Josh and I

are worried about you.

- I'm fine.

To life!

- (Man): Cheers!

- Hmm?

- Clock ticking its way...

- What's he doing in the kitchen?

- Josh likes being helpful.

And honestly, he's a really good cook.

- Cook.

(Men shouting on TV)

- You're a fan, huh?

- Yeah, I usually hang in the lot during games.

- You tailgate? Get out. Me too.

My buddies are out there right now,

but Mom's birthday, so...

- Drag.

- Nah, it's not so bad this time.

(Man on TV talking, indistinct)

- Nora, guess who I saw at the grocery market yesterday.

Will's mother, Patty.

She was always so fond of you.

- How is she, uh, how is she coping?

(Snarling, screaming)

- It's been so hard on her, losing him.

You know, we took up a collection for her at church

right after it happened.

She couldn't afford a headstone for that poor boy.

You know, he was just starting

to turn things around for himself.

It's such a shame.

- What the hell was that?

(Sighing)

I just--I just don't understand.

"That poor boy"? Nora, I know she's your mom--

- They don't know.

They don't know.

I mean, I'm sure to some degree they do,

but they don't know what put me in the hospital.

And we don't speak ill of the dead,

especially the ones that we killed.

- You have to stop blaming yourself for that.

You weren't you.

- But I was, Josh.

You refuse to see it,

because you'll always look for the good in people you love.

But you have to accept

that I did terrible, unforgiveable things.

- I do accept it.

I accepted what happened to Will.

- It wasn't just Will.

(Man on stereo): * I had my chances

* Though they were few

* Too much stuff I never knew

* Too much stuff I didn't do

- Here you go, pal.

* Walking now in a dead man's shoe *

* My buddy asked me Where you get 'em shoes **

(Siren in distance)

(Groaning)

- Oh my God!

(Groaning)

Aidan.

Oh my God!

(Groaning)

- Hey! Hey, give me your phone!

Give me your phone! I need to call 911!

(Groaning)

- You haven't asked me about what happened to Brynn,

and I'm grateful for that.

But you need to know.

- Nora.

- We argued a couple nights before the full moon.

She was hanging onto some guy that she met on the road,

that she wanted to, I don't know,

play with during the turn,

like--like a mouse.

(Sighs)

I tried to get him out.

But she fought me.

I--I had to protect myself, Josh.

(Sighing)

But I was stronger than I thought.

So now you know...

(Crickets chirping)

...that it wasn't just Will who I killed.

I didn't want to tell you.

With Liam sniffing around,

I thought that the less you knew, the better.

He told me that he could smell my fear.

- I won't let anything happen to you.

- I killed his daughter.

- You had no choice.

- I could've stayed with you.

- Last year, what I did to Ray...

you didn't judge me then.

And I refuse to judge you now.

You think that I have blinders on,

but I see.

I see you.

I see all of you.

And I love you.

(Car honking)

(Gasps)

(Laughing)

(Whimpers)

(Siren in distance, car honking)

- OK, first of all, you ditched me.

That I get. We all have things to do.

But when things involve me calling the paramedics,

to pick up your leftovers, not OK.

- I didn't drain him.

- Aidan, you ass.

You don't know if he was sick or not.

His blood could kill you.

What are you, like, not even screening people now?

- I rolled the dice.

- So what? We just-- we just wait a couple days

and see if you live or not?

Aidan!

Aidan, this is not a game.

(Door slams)

(Sighing)

Oh, cool. OK.

(Dog barking in distance and crickets chirping)

- Hey.

No, thanks. I don't--

Thanks, but no thanks.

Mr. Sergeant, I just want-- I just want to, uh, tell you

that your daughter has...

changed my life.

She's truly an amazing woman.

(Train horn blaring in distance)

- Beat all the boys in the 10-yard dash.

I remember that.

- Well, um, I would--

Uh, I would like to take this opportunity

here in your home

to formally ask your permission...

to ask for your daughter's hand in marriage.

- (Mother): Robert, cake!

(Sniffs)

- Well, you know what they say.

Take a look at the mother.

It's your choice.

- Nora, your family's messed up.

Not that I'm one to talk.

- (Josh): I totally think we should invite your dad over

for Passover.

- So you wanna die?

I get it.

Let's do this right here, right now.

- Sally, put it down.

- No.

You keep acting this way,

you're gonna end up sick just like Henry.

- You don't get it.

There is no good way of doing this.

- Josh is screening people. He's given you names.

- Sure.

Then at any second, with any handshake,

a door handle, railing or cough,

that source goes from safe to unsafe.

This disease, it's everywhere. There are no guarantees.

- So you wanna die.

You've given up?

Admit it.

Just don't pretend that what you're doing is the only option.

- But it is.

It's all I have left.

(Scoffs)

He knew how to survive.

He had survived

for 80 years on his own.

This disease comes, he has a system,

and I ruined it.

I killed him.

My way killed him.

My way kills everyone.

- Aidan, I know you didn't want to lose Henry,

but the rest of them,

you said that all you wanted was to be free of vampires.

That's all you've been fighting for.

- You don't think that I see the irony in that?

I wanted my freedom to live as a better man,

I get the apocalypse.

And now, I am...

alone.

- Alone? You're alone?

What about me and Josh? We used to be enough.

I'm sorry you didn't get your freedom

exactly the way you wanted it.

You know what? I'm sorry I didn't get my body back

with no strings attached,

but that's just how it goes.

Nora is a werewolf and Josh isn't.

We all have problems and we're still here.

- Yeah, and last night you were asking me all these questions

about cutting and running.

It's pretty clear what you're planning.

Josh and Nora, you know how long until they're out of the house,

having a family of their own?

What then?

(Sniffling)

(Shuddering)

- I don't know what my plan is yet.

(Sighing)

I just know I can't stay like this.

I need to become a person again.

(Sighing)

I'm not going anywhere yet.

And Josh, come on,

after everything you guys have been through,

you gotta be an idiot to think that he'd ever abandon you.

(Sighing)

You are not alone.

But you're being a douche bag.

(Sniffling)

- Yeah.

(Chuckling): Got it.

(Sighing)

Oh, and, uh, for the record,

Uh, if you're gonna kill a vampire,

it's more here.

OK?

* Everything I work for

* Everything is now gone

* I feel it like a headache

* Sleep until it's all gone

* All gone

* Decision that got you here

* Take you so far away

* Miles of road to burn

* Speeding a life away *

(Knocking)

- Hey! - RJ!

- Congratulations!

- What? What are you doing here?

How do you even know where I live?

- You send Mom Christmas cards. I know how to read.

Hey, so Pop told me the great news!

I'm here to celebrate.

- What news?

- Um, the little guy popped the question.

Come on, let's see. Show me the rock.

- What? No, RJ, Josh and I are not engaged.

- Oh crap! Aw! Are you dumping him?

- No! No! I--I--

No, I just-- I didn't know that he would want that.

- That guy with you?

He'd be insane not to lock that down, no offense.

- Don't be an idiot.

And honestly, this, we don't do this.

- It's all good.

I'll go.

(Bottles clinking)

- Stop. Stop.

God, how many have you had?

- Two on the way up here...

- Just give me this.

(Sighing)

Come here.

Sit down.

We're out of coffee.

I'm gonna run to the store and get some, OK?

I'll be right back.

Don't move.

(Sighing)

- (Woman on TV): What's going on?

- (Man): I'll let you explain it to her.

- Hey there, Tailgate! - Hey!

What are you doing here?

- You want one?

- I probably shouldn't.

- Aw, come on. What is she gonna do?

OK, Nora's been drinking since she was way younger than you.

- How old do you think I am?

(Chuckles)

- There's no right answer to that question.

(Chuckles)

- Not here.

(Bird chirping)

(Car honking)

- Come on. Dead babies, dead babies.

- You know, when I said you could stop by

this wasn't what I had in mind.

(Cheering on TV)

(Man on TV, indistinct)

- Nora?

(Erin giggling)

- (Erin): Oh my God! You drank, like, half the case!

- (RJ): Well, there's enough left for you.

(Erin giggling)

Whatever. Why don't you just have one?

- Thanks.

- Forget about them, seriously.

- Erin?

- Don't you knock?

- Get the hell off of her!

- Why'd you do that?

- She's 15 years old, you son of a bitch!

- Josh! Stop. It's OK.

- And you let him do this?

What the hell is wrong with you?

- Get out of my house. Get the hell out of my house.

Get out right now.

(Groans)

(Both grunting)

- What's going on here?

What's going on? Stop it!

What is going on?

Oh my God!

- I came in and he practically had Erin pinned on the bed.

- I didn't do anything.

- Like hell you didn't!

- We were talking. Josh came in and started punching him.

(Nora panting)

- I see your taste in men hasn't changed.

- Leave!

Now! Get out of here!

Come on, get out!

Just get out!

Oh my God!

- What exactly were you looking for?

- Um...

OK, you know that movie, Sleeping With The Enemy?

Julia Roberts, secret swimming lessons?

(Grunts)

No? Really? - Mm-mmm.

- OK, um, for reasons,

for very, very valid reasons...

I have to hide from my past.

- So my files were--

What, were you looking for a new identity?

Is that the idea?

- Yeah, um, I shouldn't even be in Boston,

but um, I need to be.

It's complicated. I--

(Sighing)

And just being here without an identity, it's...

- Paralyzing?

- Yeah.

- OK.

- OK.

- No, I--I believe you.

- You do?

- Well, you know, a job like this,

you tend to see people at their worst.

Yeah, you gotta be willing

to give people the benefit of the doubt.

Otherwise, it'll crush you.

- So, you're not gonna have me led away in shackles?

- Uh, are you putting me in danger being here?

- No.

- And the identity, that's for...

- Money, I guess. I don't know.

Uh, the ability to rent a car and book it to Canada.

I don't know. Like, security.

- All right, well, the identity's kind of sketchy,

but like, the money we can do.

You start tomorrow.

- Start what?

- Your job here.

It's not gonna be pretty, right, but I can pay you cash.

- You--you want me to work here?

That's what you're asking?

You're not offering me cash

to assassinate people or anything?

- No.

Just drain corpses and stuff like that.

- Oh.

Cool.

(Sighing)

- Erin?

Erin, I'm, uh...

What happened earlier wasn't your--wasn't your fault.

I'm not--I'm not angry at you.

(Car honking in distance)

I'm really sorry.

Erin?

Erin?

(Car honking)

Maybe she just needed some space.

For a night, maybe?

She'll come back.

She'll come back. We'll give her a night.

We'll call the cops tomorrow.

- It is kind of intense, I guess.

I mean, with everything going on with us right now.

We probably shouldn't rush into things.

You know?

Taking on someone like Erin,

that would be a lot for us, right?

Like you said, she's from a completely different world.

One that maybe we don't completely understand.

She's got a long way to go, letting people in.

Plus, we just got Aidan and Sally back.

She should probably get used to that

before we do anything else major, you know?

- Right.

- Besides, between her and Sally,

I don't know how we'd ever keep enough cereal in the house.

- And then there is that.

Hey!

I think we--

I think we could handle more...

eventually.

A lot more, if you ask me.

- You wanna contact the adoption agencies in Uganda?

- No.

(Beeping)

- Tends to be pretty quiet here at night, as you'll see.

Can be unnerving to some of the other nurses.

- Oh, I'll be fine.

How long, incidentally, is one stuck on the night shift?

- I don't know. Maybe you don't disappear for a year

and you'll get off on good behaviour.

- Who's that?

- Oh, that's Kenny.

He got transferred here from Providence about 8 months ago.

Poor kid. He's been stuck in that glass cage

since he was a toddler.

- Really? - Yeah.

- Severe combined immunodeficiency.

- Bubble boy disease.

Don't let him hear you call it that.

He's very sensitive about it.

As he should be.

If a single germ gets through that glass, he could die.

He's never been sick and it's not gonna happen on our watch.

Makes you grateful, doesn't it,

for everything we have.

- Yeah.

Yeah, it does.