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SCOTT: Previously on Teen Wolf... It's a dead pool. A hit list of supernatural creatures.
What's the number? That's how much you're worth.

I'm worth five dollars?

Five million.
That's kind of terrifying.

I don't think the Orphans
were the only professional
killers in Beacon Hills.

LYDIA: Father and daughter.
We need to tell
her the truth.

She's going to see
the rest of the dead pool
eventually.

Malia.

SCOTT: We might know a lot
more about who
The Benefactor is now.

Who has the power to know
when someone is dead,

but doesn't need to see
the body to know it happened?

A Banshee.
This was the last thing your
grandmother wrote down before she died.

LYDIA: This isn't
nonsense, Mom.

It's code.

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Hey!

Hey, what are you doing?

Listen... Listen to me!

I'm a Deputy
with the Beacon Hills
Sheriff's Department...

Damn.

I was hoping
you'd be out longer.

Haigh?

What the hell?
What are you doing?

HAIGH: You're a good guy, Parrish. But the
list says you're worth five million dollars.

What? I don't know
what you're talking about.

Haigh, listen...

I mean, I barely
make $40,000 a year.

I only make 36.

Haigh, please!
Just stop!

You don't have to do this.
Look, if you're having money problems...
You're worth five million dead, Parrish.

Sounds like you
got the problem.

Please...

Please, don't do this.

You're just gonna stand there? You're just
gonna listen to a fellow Deputy burn to death?

Haigh, wait...

No, wait!

Wait!

It's not just that she
could still be alive.

It's that she would've
had to fake her death.

Your grandmother,
Lorraine Martin,
faked her death?

Definitely.
Maybe.

More than likely, yes.
Oh, I'm guessing
you got a story to back this up?

She might be helping
The Benefactor.

Or is The Benefactor.

That sounds like a story
worth hearing.

Anybody seen Parrish?

Haigh?

Haven't seen him.

Holy...

(GRUNTING) You're dead.

Hey. Hey!

But you're dead!

He covered you in gasoline?

It's the hair and nails,
isn't it?

The parts of the body
that are essentially dead.

Well, they should be gone.

I was set on fire.
All of me should
be gone.

Not if you're like us.

Like you?

I don't think
he's like us.
Then what is he?

DEREK: Sorry,
but I have no idea.

But you knew
about Jackson and Kira.

This is a little
out of my experience.

There might be
something in the bestiary.

Did you try Argent?
I don't know
where he is.

PARRISH: Okay, hold on.
What's a bestiary?

Actually, that's not
even my first question.

Just...

Just tell me one thing.

Are all of you like Lydia?

Are you all psychic?

Psychic?

Yeah.

Not exactly.

Okay. Then what are you?

DR. VANDENBERG: All right,
Mr. Stilinski...
Sheriff.

Sheriff Stilinski.

I've got you
scheduled for surgery
first thing in the morning.

Unfortunately, it's going
to take a little digging

to get that slug
out of your shoulder.

Yeah, it's fine.

One more.

What's this part here?

This line?

DR. VANDENBERG: Patient Responsibility. Parts of the
procedure and hospital stay not covered by insurance.

Are those big parts?

Expensive parts?
That's between you
and your insurance unfortunately.

You should start
feeling the morphine
in a minute.

Try to get some rest, Mr...

Sheriff.

Hey, stop that.

I was just curious
about the terminology.

We're not in any kind
of dire straits.

I know about the bills, Dad.

I know about
the collectors calling
about Eichen House.

I know about the advance
from the department,

about the credit cards.

Stiles,

are you going through my stuff?

Yeah, I go through
all of your stuff.

Especially when you
keep things from me.

I keep things from you

because you don't need
to know everything.

Yes, I do.
I have to know everything.

How the hell else
am I supposed
to take care of you?

You're not supposed
to take care of me!

I'm the dad.

You're the son.

You get it?

Dad. Son.

I take care of you.

We're supposed
to take care
of each other.

Hey, we're going
to be all right.

How do you know, Dad?

I don't.

But the morphine's kicking in.

I'm not all that worried
about anything right now.

(SOFTLY) But I am.

What's a Kanima?

We'll get back to that.

Just know
that everyone like us,

everyone with some kind
of supernatural ability

is on the dead pool.

But I don't even know
what I am.

I'm pretty sure
they don't care.

How many
professional assassins
are we talking about?

We're starting to lose count.

But is it still
just professionals?

I don't think Haigh's ever
tried anything like this.

I think he was taking a chance.

That means anyone
with the dead pool
could take a chance.

But if Haigh had it,
then who else does?

How easy is it
to get this thing now?

LYDIA: Meredith was
only there once.

But...

I think once was enough.

How did your
grandmother know her?

She didn't.

She found her.

Because of another woman
named Maddy.

The woman she loved.

I never met her,

but I saw her name everywhere.

She used to be part
of a yacht racing team.

There were plaques
and trophies
in the lake house

from all the regattas
she'd won.

How did she die?

How's not the story.
It's what happened
right before.

My grandmother, Lorraine,

used to work
in San Francisco
for IBM.

She was there on a weekend,

catching up on work.

She started hearing
this sound...

Like rain.

(RAIN DROPS PATTERING)
But when she looked out the windows...

All she saw was blue sky.

But she kept hearing the rain?

And it just
kept getting louder.

Rain and thunder

cracking like gunshots
in her head.

So loud.

She finally just screamed.

Like a Banshee.

She called Maddy

who was planning on

taking one of the boats
out on the lake.

But Maddy said

that the sun
was shining there too.

So Lorraine
didn't say anything.

There was an accident?

LYDIA: It took them four days
to find Maddy's body.

And then it took
decades to figure out
how Lorraine knew.

She started
with parapsychologists,

like the PhD
in their name
made it more scientific.

They built the study in the lake house according
to every pseudoscientific theory they could find.

None of it worked.

So then she started going
to more extreme occult.

Things like
mediums and psychics.

All of them were failures.

Until she found Meredith.

They found her in Eichen House. This fragile
girl who didn't understand the things she heard.

They brought her to the study.

And they almost killed her.

She was hospitalized
for over a year.

She...

never really recovered.

My grandmother
drove her insane.

I drove her to suicide.

And all she
ever wanted to do
was help.

My grandmother
created the code
for the dead pool.

They think she's the Banshee who put
the names out in the first place.

She left me this message
in the same code.

But she didn't leave
a cipher key, did she?

DEREK: Careful with that.

I thought you didn't like guns.

Does this have something
to do with your eyes?

My eyes, my strength,
the healing...

All of it.
Gone?

Whatever Kate did to me,
it's still happening.

If the dead pool
really was made
by a Banshee

then there's something else
that you should know about.

Your name broke the third list.

It was a cipher key.

And the two other keys
were Allison and Aiden.

And I... I don't want to make you nervous, but it
kind of feels like there might be a pattern there,

doesn't it?

Allison, Aiden...

You.

Names picked by a Banshee.

It... It could mean
that you're in danger.

Scott, Banshees don't
predict danger.

They predict death.

(WHISPERING)
Three, four, five, six...

MASON: Liam! Hey. Am I gonna see
you at the bonfire tonight?

I'm thinking about skipping it.

You're not skipping.
Why not?

Because you're on
the lacrosse team.

Don't you have to go?

I don't, uh...

I... I don't think
I can make it.

You're coming.

And we're gonna
find you a nice girl

that you can embarrass
yourself in front of

and find me a lacrosse player.

Because statistically speaking, someone
on your team has gotta be on my team.

All right?

MASON: Liam?

Okay. I'll be there.

Try Maddy.
It's got to be Maddy.

Doesn't Maddy feel a little
obvious as a cipher key?

I guarantee it's Maddy.

Okay, your name.

She left the code
for you, right?

So it's got to be your name.

Your mom's name?

(TYPING)

(BEEPS)
Do you have any
beloved family pets?

Mmm.

All right...

Now I know the start
of season bonfire,

it's a big deal for you guys.

I also know it gets
out-of-hand sometimes.

The alumni show up,

there's other teams,
and alcohol.

Lots and lots of alcohol.

COACH: All right.

(CHEERING CONTINUES) Shut up!

Now, what I don't understand is

why anybody would
ever want to get
stumbling down drunk

in front of
a massive open fire,

I'm also resigned
to not being able
to stop you guys.

I also remind you,

your team captain, McCall,
will be there.

And I can count on him to narc on any
and every one of these little bastards.

Get back to class.

The ashes were left for you.

The code was left for you.

You're supposed to be
able to figure this out.

But no one else is.

Which is why she made it hard.

Whoa!

God.

Okay?

You...

"No one else."

No one else but you.

What?

Our guesses.
They're all about Lorraine.

Right?

We keep trying to guess a word

that has something to do with her. So, maybe we
should be trying to guess one that's about you.

Me? What about me?

What do you remember
doing with your grandmother?

You know,
what was you guys',
like, special thing?

Did you guys go to the beach?

You know, did you like
ice cream or...

We read.

Okay. What did you read?

The Little Mermaid.

You read that movie?

It was a book first.

Hans Christian Andersen.

Type it in.
"Little Mermaid."
(SIGHS)

We read it every night.

I got so obsessed with it, for three months
I wouldn't respond to anything but Ariel.

It drove my parents crazy,
but...

Grandma thought
it was adorable.

(SOFTLY) Hey.

You okay?

Hey.

Last night my printer
went off by itself.

I couldn't turn it off.

I hit the cancel button.

But it just kept printing.

Printing what?

COACH: (SHOUTING)
What the hell's this?

STILES: You recognize
any of these?

Just my grandmother.

Lydia...

We need to call Scott.

You see the difference?

Derek's not
on the list anymore.

And I'm not worth
three million.

It's 18 now.

$18 million.

Well, it's not
another dead pool.

More like an already dead pool.

All of them?

All dead?

PARRISH:
Within the last 10 years.

All suicides.
And all at the same place.

Eichen House.

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Getting drunk.

What are you doing?

Trying to make sure
no one gets hurt.

That sounds fun too.

I don't want
to ruin your night
or anything,

but we kind of can't get drunk.

What?

I think it has something
to do with our healing.

But, trust me, I've tried.

You're not gonna feel anything.

Maybe you should tell him that.

Lydia, Eichen House
isn't a library.

You need a warrant
to get files from there.

My grandmother left me
a list of 10 suicides,

including her own.

There's got to be a reason why.

Is there anyone there
who's willing to help us?

No. But there
might be someone

willing to take a bribe.

Not gonna tell me to slow down?

Actually, I was gonna
say, "Keep drinking".

I think you should get drunk.

And I mean stumbling down,

fall on your ass, passed out
with your face in a toilet drunk.

Why? Maybe then when I
ask you what's going on,

you'll be too drunk to lie.

I'm not asking this
because I want to know.

I'm asking because
I want to help.

I'm gonna get another drink.

Yeah...

I'm getting drunk.

A thousand.

A thousand dollars?

To use one little key

to open up
one little file room?

Are you out of your mind?

When you get the keys,
you make the price.

Right. You actually think
we have that kind of money?

I know you don't. If you did, Daddy
Sheriff would've paid the bill by now.

That's why I'm talking to her.

I have $500.

Follow me.

I just want to talk.

Well, I just want to dance.

We had our reasons.

We didn't tell you
about Peter...

To protect me.

That's what Peter said
you would say.

And guess what he said next?

That you were right.

Does that surprise you?

No. It makes me wonder
what he wants.

Malia, we need
to stay together.

You, me, Stiles...

I don't want
to talk about Stiles.

I just want to dance.

And get drunk.

Malia... Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!

You are drunk.

Yep.

But you can't be.

MALIA: Is this what drunk
feels like?

It doesn't feel
as good as I hoped.

I don't think it's supposed to.

Good?
Yeah.

We can help ourselves.

Uh, Lydia, you got the list?

Lydia, why did you
write another name
on here?

I didn't write anything.

This is your handwriting.

Why would I write another name?

Why would you write mine?

It was the tapes, wasn't it?

Your turn, sweetheart.

And who the hell are you?

Hello, Deputy.

I'm a U.S. Marshal
working in conjunction
with this office,

and I'd like to ask you
a few questions.

Yeah, well, I got a question.

How'd you get those scars?

A werewolf.

How'd you break your nose?

What's that supposed to...

SCOTT: Malia...

What's in this?

What did you have to drink?

Just vodka.

Stay on your feet

and keep moving.

LYDIA: Help us!

Help us!

(GRUNTING) Someone, help!

Lydia, there's a lot of people
screaming for help
in a place like this.

I don't think
anyone's listening.

Well, I'm open to better ideas.

Because if you didn't notice,

all of those suicides
were murders.

That's why
she left you
the message.

She predicted her own death.

She knew I'd figure it out. BRUNSKI:
Once you were able to predict your own.

But they weren't murders.

I'm not some serial killer
like Ted Bundy

going around cutting up
college girls.

No, you're just
an Angel of Death.

I don't think
you understand
my level of commitment

to my work here, Stiles.

There are people here

who don't simply
need treatment.

They need release.

I helped them.

I helped Lorraine.

(WHISPERS) You killed her.

I helped her.

And now you can help me.

Because there is
something about it

that's always bothered me.

Malia?

How much has he have to drink?

Not enough
to get him like this.

Something's happening.
We need to get them
out of here.

I think we're gonna
have to, um...

How much did you drink?

Nothing. Not even a sip.

It's not the drinks.

It's the music.

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) LORRAINE: (ON TAPE) What are you...
Brunski, what are you doing?

BRUNSKI:
Don't worry, Lorraine.
It's going to be all right.

You're just
going to have
a little trouble breathing.

Lydia, look at me.
Don't listen.

(WHISPERING)
Okay, don't listen to it.

Just focus on my voice, Lydia.

Don't listen to it,
block it out.

Okay?

Lydia?

Hey, turn it off!

LYDIA: Stop!

Then listen...

Just listen.

I need your help
with this, Lydia.

LORRAINE: (ON TAPE)
Please don't...

Here it is.

This is the part
I never understood.

(WHISPERS) Listen.

LORRAINE:
Please don't hurt her.

BRUNSKI:
Don't hurt who?

LORRAINE: Ariel.

I have to...

I have to turn off the music.

Don't let them
out of your sight.

Wait... Stop.

Hey, what are you doing?
These are my friends.

Your friends
are overly intoxicated.

They need to be escorted out.

Okay, I'll go with them.

That won't be necessary.

I said they're my friends...

BOY: You okay, man?

What is that?

What are you doing?

It's gasoline.

Haigh says we gotta burn you.

We get a lot of teenagers

trying to break into
our drug cabinets.

Most of the time
they don't succeed.

But you two

look pretty clever to me.

What happened to the gun?

You're covered in gasoline.

Oh, yeah.

I'll admit, Stiles,

I don't have
any unusual talents
like Lydia,

but, somehow,

I just knew
we were gonna get
a chance to do this again.

No. No. No.

No!

Drop it.

Take your thumb off that needle

and slowly withdraw it
from her neck.

Young Deputy.

You're just a kid.

I bet you've never
even fired a...

He... He killed
my grandmother.

He was controlling Meredith.

He used her
to create the dead pool.

And killed her
when she tried
to help us.

(WEAKLY) You...
You think it was me?

(WHISPERING)
That I was controlling her?

Idiots...

She was controlling me.

Oh, God.

It's not him.

He's not The Benefactor.

WOMAN: No.

And... He wasn't on my list.

But he was a bad person.

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