All language subtitles for Wolf.Pack.S01E03.WEBRip.x264-ION10_English

* MTV *

Run!
You're gonna die.

[ominous music]

There's a full moon coming.

All of them are bitten
on the highway.

They're gonna need us.

- Neither of them
had a scratch.

Because they healed!

* *

[screams]
[horse neighing]

[groans and gasps]

[screams]

[snarls aggressively]

You wanna tell them

all the secrets
that could get us killed?

- Now it's their secret, too.
[police siren whoops]

[engine chugging]

[gate rattles]

[Hot Since 82's
"Black & White"]

* *

[thumping dance music]

* *

- * All I see is
black and white *

* Can you turn on the light *

* Can you turn on
the light *

* Can you turn on the *

* *

This way.

You can see all the canyons
on this side.

- How many times
have you been up here?

- Once or twice.
- Is this safe?

Nope.

Why do you think there's a
hundred signs out there

telling us not to come in?

- Stop being
a bunch of pussies.

- You can't say "pussy"
anymore, asshole. It's sexist.

- But I'm gay and you can talk
about my asshole?

* *

Holy shit.

Look.

* *

- * All I see is
black and white *

* Can you turn on the light *

* Can you turn on
the light *

* Can you turn on the *

* *

It's the fucking apocalypse.

- That's a fire line
over there.

They've contained that part.
You see the stone ridges?

That's where they're saying
the origin point is.

- Where one of us started
the fire.

- You really think
it's one of us?

- Everybody's saying it was
a kid from our school.

Probably someone sitting
on the bus with us.

I wasn't on that bus.

- But you know
a lot about fire,

don't you, Cyrus?

- My dad was a fucking
firefighter.

- [chuckles]
I know who it was.

You know who set the fire?

Well, I have a theory.

If it was definitely
someone on the bus.

Well, it wasn't me.

- No one's talking
about you, Tia.

Literally no one ever talks
about you.

Who's your suspect?

Blake Navarro.

Remember what she was like
last year, you guys?

Like, completely normal.

And then her parents
get divorced

and she gets
all anti-technology

and just fucking drops

every single one
of her friends.

You mean you?

[suspenseful music]

- Okay, so you guys
would all be totally shocked

to see her on the news
in handcuffs?

- I kind of like that she
doesn't carry a cell phone.

* *

She just doesn't give a fuck.

- Okay, keep making my point,
please.

Thank you.

- Guess who else
is gonna be on the news?

You as one of those dumb fucks
who died taking a selfie.

- [distant clanks]
- Wait, wait, wait.

[footstep]

[ominous music]

- Do you hear that?
- Hear what?

* *

- Guys,
there's someone below us.

* *

[tense tones]

* *

[siren whooping]

Shit. Damn it.

- Who the fuck
shared their location?

- If I don't, my parents
call the cops to find me.

Oh, shit.

* *

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Uh, we were just here
to see the fire.

Now you're coming with us.

[indistinct radio chatter]

We got four of 'em.

[eerie music]

* *

[snarling]

* *

[dramatic orchestral music]

* *

[soft tense music]

[police siren wailing]

* *

- Why are they here?
- I don't know. I don't care.

- They were at the hospital.
- Please shut up.

- Oh. W-what were they doing
there?

Everett, you need to shut up.

Stop talking, stop moving,
stop everything.

Keep your fucking mouth shut.

- [cage rattles]
- [gasps]

No talking.

[Everett breathes heavily]

* *

It's still the full moon.

What's his problem anyway?

I think he's got anxiety.

He's got something.

- What if they're still trying
to kill us?

What if they killed Connor?

- He was bitten too.
- Who's Connor?

- [cage rattles loudly]
- Whispering is talking.

* *

- I'm sorry,
but are we under arrest?

- Don't say that.
- Why not?

- Because then they will
arrest us.

It's a few questions, guys.

We're just trying
to clear up timelines

and stuff like that.

Nobody's getting arrested.

- Well, then how about
you call our parents?

- Oh, shit, my parents.
Oh, no.

- Once we get there, how about
you call them yourselves?

- They're gonna kill me.
- Look, Everett, take this.

Is it a pill?

- No.
Try it.

* *

[fidget toy clicks, crunches]

- [panting]
- No, no, no. No.

No. Like this.

[fidget toy clicks gently]

[Everett's breathing slows]

[peaceful music]

* *

- [cage rattles loudly]
- We're here.

[sirens wailing]

- Altadena residents,
check in at the blue table.

La Ca ada Flintridge,
you're at the red.

If you are
from North Glendale,

we do not have a check-in yet.

Line up at the sidewalk.

* *

Again, Altadena residents,
check in at the blue table.

* *

La Ca ada Flintridge,
you're at the red.

If you are
from north Glendale,

line up at the sidewalk.

* *

[horse snorts]

[horse neighs]

[eerie music]

- [horse neighing in agitation]
- Easy.

Easy.
Settle down, boy.

Settle down.

[horse neighing in agitation]

It's Luna, right?

Let's get this over with.

[soft tense music]

* *

[indistinct chatter]

* *

What's Tia doing here?

* *

- You know
what doesn't look good

on a college application, Tia?
An criminal record.

It wasn't my idea.

I didn't even know
we were going.

- You do not have
a check-in yet.

Line up at the sidewalk.

* *

[phones ringing]

* *

She needs her medications.

Is there a hospital
I should bring her to?

[overlapping urgent chatter]

Follow me.

* *

Miller.

* *

- I can't believe you
left our fucking dog.

I need a new prescription.

No, I didn't finish it.

It went up in flames like
the rest of my goddamn house.

- I said five beds.
Two adults, three kids.

We need five.

[overlapping chatter]

* *

- No. The others are still
answering questions.

Because the cops said
four teenagers

were seen at the origin
of the fire.

[heartbeat thudding]

* *

Okay.
Can you--can you help Nana?

* *

Keep movin'.

You got a problem?

Just you.

Sit down.

[indistinct chatter]

[door opens]

Phoebe. Hey, Phoebe.

- What'd they ask you?
- About the fire.

You know, they think
it's one of us.

What'd you tell them?

That I think it was you.

Hey, Harlan, steal
anyone's boyfriend lately?

Just yours.

- She was fucking with me,
right?

[scoffs]

* *

We should ask for a lawyer.

- You know what happens
when we do that?

They arrest us.

I'm not getting arrested.

Sorry, but if I have to,

I'm telling them everything
they want to know.

Everything?

We need a story.

Something simple.
We all stick to it.

Like we were working

on a school project
or something?

- No.
Jesus, Luna.

- Like we were smoking weed.
- But that's a crime.

- Which makes it sound like
we're telling the truth.

- Nobody gives a shit
about a couple of kids

smoking in the woods.

I don't smoke weed.

I tried edibles once
and all it did

was make my anxiety worse.

- So you're that guy?
- Pretty much.

* *

Hey. Did you tell them?

- Tell them what?
- What you saw on the highway.

I didn't see shit.

* *

[heartbeat thudding]

- Why is your heart beating
so fast?

[heartbeat thudding]

That guy?
That's your type?

- Fuck off.
- [chuckles]

* *

- Everett Lang.
You're up.

Let's go.

[tense music]

* *

[sighs]

* *

- Thanks, Miller.
We got it from here.

[sighs]

* *

[white noise machine hissing]

It's a white noise machine.

Keep the distractions out.

- I know.
My therapist uses one.

Mine too.

Everett, your friend Connor
is missing.

[cast thuds]

It, uh, looks like
he pulled his leg

right out of this cast

which, I imagine,
was not easy to do.

Must have been
in quite a hurry.

What do you mean missing?

No one can seem to find him

and he's not answering
his phone.

In other words, missing.

- His parents
are understandably concerned.

They have no idea why

he would just
leave the hospital like that.

- Yeah. Kind of like
what you did the other night.

- Do you think Connor had
anything to do with the fire?

- No. He-he would never
do anything like that.

- Do you know someone who would
do something like that?

- Wait, you guys are looking
for him, right?

Like, to make sure he's okay?

- Actually, Everett,
let's get back to you.

- We have a witness
who can place you

and Blake Navarro
and Harlan and Luna Briggs

very close to the point
of origin of the fire.

Earlier today.
This stone ridge right here.

Can you tell me
what you guys were doing there?

- Same thing
everyone does there.

We were smoking.

- Smoking what?
- Weed.

- How often do you smoke?
- Like, barely ever.

- And what exactly
were you smoking?

- Weed.
- Right.

Pipe? Joint? Blunt?

An edible.

[groans]

You were smoking an edible?

- Everett, just say
that we smoked

and you took an edible.

[words echoing]
Fucking please.

- They smoked.
I took an edible.

[tense ethereal tones]

Did you hear that?

Everett, can you hear me?

Yes.

Yes what?

- Yes.
That's all we were doing.

- Harlan...
- [gasps]

* *

- I can hear you too.
- Holy shit.

You can hear what I'm saying
right now?

- So can I.
- Oh, my God.

[gasps]
This is fucking amazing.

* *

Everett. Listen to me.

I'm gonna tell you
exactly what to say.

* *

Everett, are you all right?

- Why do you keep asking
about me?

Something happened to Connor
and you need to find him.

I understand your concern.

We have local PD out
looking for him.

But it does make me wonder.

Is there a reason Connor
might not want to be found?

- Everett,
forget about Connor.

Answer the questions so we can
get the hell out of here.

[door opens]

Who you talkin' to?

No one.

- You mean no one
on the other side of this wall?

[knocks on wall]

* *

You want to talk?

* *

- Talk to me.
- I want a lawyer.

[sighs] Shit, Everett.

You're not under arrest.

Okay, fine.

Then I-I want to talk
to my parents.

[sighs]

- Go ahead.
Give 'em a call.

* *

[sighs]

* *

[sighs]
Can I get a lawyer instead?

- You struggle
with some pretty bad anxiety,

- don't you?
- Yeah, you could say that.

- Used to hit me the hardest
right before I went to sleep.

[sighs]

Do you know why that happens?

- Um, something to do
with survival.

* *

It's a threat response.

Right before we go to sleep,

our brain goes into a state
of hypervigilance

because back
when we were living in caves,

sleep was the time
we were most likely

to get eaten
by saber-toothed tiger.

So now we lie in bed
staring at the ceiling,

feeling that anxiety
race through our bodies

because we're waiting
to be attacked by a predator

that hasn't existed
in 10,000 years.

- Okay, well, I'm not worried
about a saber-toothed tiger.

- What are you worried about,
Everett?

* *

What keeps you up at night?

* *

- I'm not talking
to any of you.

- I want a lawyer.
- Fine.

Let's go get you a lawyer.

Get your ass up.

- Let's go.
- Get your--

hey!

[grunts]

- And you just
assaulted a police officer.

That's not what I saw.

Get your hands off my son,
officer,

or we will have a conversation
about assault.

[dramatic music]

* *

- Yes, of course.
I told them my dad's a lawyer.

- I want names
and badge numbers.

I'm calling the DA.

They can't get away
with this shit.

You're coming home, right?

It's the weekend, Dad.

No.
I'm obviously not coming home.

- Careful, sweetheart.
[dashboard chimes]

- Shit. Wait.
Dad, hold on.

Unbelievable.

[dashboard chiming]

Dad, I got a flat tire.

I think someone slashed it.

I'm coming to pick you up.

- [slashing, tire hissing]
- [gasps]

[tense music]
[dashboard chiming]

- What the fuck?
- Phoebe?

Phoebe!
[dashboard chiming]

[air hisses]

* *

[locks click]

* *

- [slashing, tire hissing]
- [gasps]

[dashboard chiming]

* *

Phoebe, what's going on?

Dad, the tires are flat.

Which ones?

- [slashing, tire hissing]
- [gasps]

[dashboard chiming]

* *

All of them.

* *

[gasps]

* *

[car alarm blaring]

* *

[sighs]

Mr. Briggs.

Mr. Briggs.

- Are you the one in charge?
- Kristin Ramsey.

We're very glad you're okay.

- You're not talking to my kids
without a lawyer present.

- My lawyer.
- Fine.

- Call him in.
- Her.

And unless you're charging
someone with a crime,

they are free to go, right?

Not if we arrest them.

* *

- Uh, Mr. Briggs,
we were just

asking the kids
a couple questions.

They were kind enough
to volunteer.

Not me.

I didn't volunteer for shit.

* *

[whispering] Dad.

What?

- Dad, they need to come
with us.

- Why?
- Mr. Briggs.

- Because...
- Mr. Briggs.

Because they're like us.

[dramatic music]

* *

- But then the bite healed
and so did hers,

except Connor's
didn't look the same

and it didn't heal.

- Who's Connor?
- My friend.

He called me from the hospital

and said something
was trying to kill him

just like the voice
on the phone told us.

And now nobody can find him.

- You have no idea
who called you?

He knew my name.

Told me to leave the hospital.

He said it was gonna try
and kill me

before the next full moon.

Um, where are we going?

You're coming back with us.

- I have to get
back to the motel.

We have to talk first.

I'll take you both
wherever you need to go,

but I need to hear
the whole story.

Whatever the two of you
saw on the highway,

whatever bit you...

came after me too.

* *

Did you see it?

* *

I don't know what I saw.

Something hit the truck
and I ran.

- That's what pushed you
over the fire line.

Was it...him?

* *

Was it our real father?

* *

Hey, can somebody tell me

why we're not arresting
those little shits?

* *

- Because I don't think
they set the fire.

- So how come every word
out of their mouths

sounds like a fuckin' lie?

- Well, first of all,
they're teenagers.

All they do is lie.

Second, they probably
are hiding something.

Just might not have anything
to do with the fire.

- Well, maybe you should
have pushed harder.

Five minutes
in a room with them,

I'd have had a confession.

- Hey, Miller,
you're shift is over.

You're done.

I'll see you at the bar.
Come on.

Officer, speaking of pushing,

if I see you
so much as lay a hand

on one of those kids again,
you're off the task force.

* *

Yeah.

* *

[fires crackling]

[door opens]

[tense music]

[door closes]

* *

- You know,
we have questions too.

I wish I had the answers.

To be honest, we don't know
much more about this than you.

Well, what about them?

Haven't they been, like...

You can say it.

I'm not saying it.

- You're gonna have to say it
eventually.

- You're like us now.
- [scoffs]

- I'm definitely not like you.
[liquid sloshes]

* *

- I need to talk
with these guys

alone for a minute.

Don't go anywhere. Okay?

* *

Guys.

* *

[coughing]

[groaning and sniffling]

- You shouldn't have checked
yourself out of the hospital.

- [coughs] I'm fine.
[sniffles]

Listen to me.

Blake's right.
They're not like you.

They were bitten.

The rules could be
completely different for them.

I said the same thing.

We don't know
what's gonna happen to them

on the night of a full moon.

- But nothing's ever happened
to us on a full moon.

I wouldn't say nothing.

* *

It was a full moon
the night I found you.

What are you guys feeling
right now?

Anything different?

- When Everett
was being questioned,

we were in separate rooms,
but we could hear each other.

Like, we could all
hear each other.

- You mean the way
Harlan can hear?

It's like we were sharing it.

- It's because we're a pack.
We're connected.

We're not connected.

- Okay? We barely even know them.
- Was it just the hearing?

Did you guys see anything

or sense anything else
about them?

Our eyes.

When we were together
for the first time

in the woods,
our eyes were glowing.

* *

- Glowing?
Jesus.

Okay.
Anything else?

Like what?

* *

I don't know.

Are you trying to ask us

if we think they're gonna turn
into actual werewolves?

Like, grow fangs and hair

and run around in the woods
and kill some fucking deer?

- If they do, let's hope
that's all they kill.

- We have never killed anything
before.

- You've never had
a pack before.

[eerie music]

* *

- He's not answering.
- Hmm?

He's not answering.

I can't wait any longer.

I gotta go see
if I can find him.

Um...

[sighs softly]

Well...

It's still the full moon.

Maybe we should stay.

I mean, if it's really
coming after us...

* *

I don't want to be
anywhere near Danny.

- So you're starting to believe
all of this now?

No.

[sighs]

But...

* *

What?

* *

- He called me too.
The voice on the phone.

He left me a message
on the motel phone.

* *

What did he say?

He said, "You're not safe."

But I've been thinking,

what if the message
wasn't meant for me?

What if it was meant
for my dad and Danny?

That they're not safe?

From me.

* *

[door opens]

Tell that bitch

I just drove
three miles on rims.

She thinks
she can slash my tires

and just walk away?

Absolutely not.
I am gonna fucking ruin her.

- [phone beeps]
- [scoffs]

Why is she calling me?

- Because she doesn't have
a phone.

- You didn't really slash
her tires, did you?

- How could she?
She's been here the whole time.

- Does anyone have
Phoebe's address?

- I do.
- Text me.

Okay.

Don't ask.

- You slept with her boyfriend
in her own house?

He said don't ask.

- Now, Everett, Blake, I want
you two to call your parents

and tell them you're staying
with us tonight.

- But--
- I'm grounded.

- I'm supposed to watch
my brother.

- Okay.
Then give me 20 minutes.

Just gotta check
if this girl's okay.

Lock everything behind me.

- What about Connor?
- What about us?

20 minutes.

[engine revving]

* *

[tires squeal]

* *

- Sorry, but I have
another question.

The voice on the phone said
it had to kill us

before the next full moon.

Does that mean we're okay now?

Is it supposed to kill us
before the full moon,

during the full moon,
or when the sun rises?

How are we supposed to know?

- Because you're--

Twins?

- Our senses are turned up
during the full moon.

In the morning,
we're back to normal.

So we're not safe yet?

* *

We've still got
the rest of the night?

To die.

[tense music]

* *

[suspenseful music]

[insects droning]

- It's okay.
Nothing's out there.

You sure?

- Hey, how much
can you actually hear?

- It depends.
It's better on a full moon.

- What else can you do?
- What do you mean?

Like, your hearing.

Is there anything
else you can do?

She can run fast.
Like, really fast.

Good for her.

He's strong.

* *

How strong?

* *

- I kind of put my fist
through a support beam.

It was big.

* *

- Yeah.
What about you?

Smell.

That's kind of gross.

Yeah.

Can be.

- Wait, so is it like
we each have one ability?

I don't get it.

When we were with the cops,
you could all hear like me.

- Maybe it's like
when we're together we sync up.

- It's because we're connected.
We're a pack.

- Enough of the pack shit,
Luna.

Can you two still hear like me?

Wait, let me try something.

[phone chimes]
I put on a high-frequency tone.

[high-pitched ringing]

I don't hear anything.
Do you?

[high-pitched ringing]

Turn it off, please.

[high-pitched ringing]

Oh.

[high-pitched ringing stops]

- Wait.
- You hear something?

- No.
- You smell something?

* *

There's something out there.

[tense music]

* *

I got that too.

* *

It smells like...

Acid.

- That's exactly
what it smells like.

What?

* *

Anger.

* *

[tense music fades]

[loud pounding at door]

[all gasping and panting]

- Don't open it.
- Why?

- You don't know
who's out there.

- I'm pretty sure the werewolf
wouldn't bother knocking

before he comes
to rip us apart.

You said "werewolf."

- [sighs]
Go fuck yourself.

[loud pounding at door]

- This is Officer Trent Miller
with the LAPD.

I need to ask
a few follow-up questions.

- Isn't that the guy
you assaulted?

- He assaulted me.
- His name's Trent?

- [loud pounding at door]
- I know you're in there.

I could see you
through the windows.

Just here to talk.

- You don't have
to talk to him.

- He knows we're here.
- It doesn't matter.

If you tell the cops
they can't come in,

they legally can't.

* *

You can't come in.

That's fine by me.

Let's talk out here.

Five minutes, guys.
That's all I need.

Come on.
Open the door.

* *

- Go into the office
down the hall.

I don't want this guy
to know you're here.

- What are you gonna do?
- I'm thinking.

Go!

- We're all
on the same side here.

We're all just trying
to figure out...

- Go.
- Who started the fire.

We'll never bother you again.

Promise.

* *

[latch clicks]

[suspenseful music]

* *

[insects droning]

[sighs]

* *

Are you still feeling it?

[soft ominous music]

* *

- The full moon?
- Uh, yeah.

[chuckles nervously]
Definitely still feeling it.

* *

[panting]

Did you set the fire?

- I told you.
I don't know anything.

Let's try that again.

Did you set the fire?

- Dude. Get your hands--
- Mother--

No, Dad, he's outside.

He's talking to him right now.

Yeah, it's the same cop.

[tires squealing]

* *

- Okay.
I'm on my way back.

Did the cop say anything?

- He said he just wanted
to ask some questions.

Did you set the fire?

- [groans]
- Tell me...

the fucking truth!

[high-pitched ringing]

[tense music]

[approaching
galloping footsteps]

[werewolf roars]

- [grunts]
[bodies thud]

[rustling]

* *

[panting]

The cop.
It took the fucking cop.

- What?
- It's outside.

It's right outside the house.

- Dad.
Dad, did you hear that?

- Harlan!
- What do we do?

- Can you get to the stable
outside?

What's in the stable?

Harlan, listen to me,

it's ten steps
from the kitchen door.

You can make it.

I need you to get the rifle.

The rifle in your office?

- Not that one.
It's in the stable.

- But the rifle's
in the gun case in the office.

This one is different.

I'll explain later.

It's in the supply cabinet
in the stable, all right?

[

* *

[sighs]

* *

Go.

* *

[tense music fading]

I don't hear them.

Luna?

- We gotta get out of here.
- Okay. What about the cop?

We'll go out the back door.

- What about Harlan and Luna?
- [scoffs softly]

They don't seem to be too
concerned about us right now.

- Okay, but what
if it's still out there?

- There's nothing out there,
Everett.

If you want to stay, fine.
But I'm going.

[phone buzzing]

- [distorted voice]
Don't leave the house.

- Who are you?
- You're almost safe.

The moon is past its peak.

Are you watching us?

Is it still trying to kill us?

Don't leave the house.

* *

[insects droning]

* *

[coughing]

[dissonant tense music]

* *

[grunts]

* *

[groans]

* *

[groans and coughs]

* *

- All right, tactical case.
Supply cabinet.

- You see it?
- Harlan.

[suspenseful music]

- [combination lock clicks]
- What's the combination?

- Dad, how do you open
the case?

- [whispering]
The combination!

All right, it's six numbers.

- Luna, are you listening?
- Yeah.

- 34, 21...
[combination lock clicking]

16, 42, 26, 32.

[horse snorting softly]

[high-pitched ringing]

[horse snorts]

* *

[horse snorting in agitation]

[dissonant tense music]

[horse neighs loudly]

- Luna.
- Huh?

What's the combination?

* *

- Luna.
- Harlan, can you hear me?

* *

- [screaming, grunting]
[werewolf snarling]

[tense music]

* *

[werewolf snarls]

* *

[bones crack]
[screaming]

* *

[screams]

[wet crunch]

[bolt clicking]

[suspenseful music]

* *

- I think he said
not to leave the house.

- You think we're safe
in there?

* *

We're not safe anywhere.

* *

Blake.

[werewolf growls]

[slow footsteps]

[werewolf snarling]

[approaching steady footsteps]

[low growling]

[approaching steady footsteps]

* *

[werewolf snarls]

* *

[werewolf snarling]

* *

[low growl]

[slow footsteps]

[gunshot]

* *

[gasping]

- Wh-why...

why didn't it kill me?

- Maybe that's not
what it wants.

Not anymore.

- Then what the fuck
does it want?

- Well, why would it try
and kill us at Blake's house?

And now it just takes off?

[panting]

Because we're connected.

We're part of its pack.

[tense musical crescendo]

Are you okay?

What happened?

[soft tense music]

* *

These are silver.

* *

Real silver.

* *

Yes.

You made these?

Yes.

To kill werewolves?

Yes.

* *

To kill us?

* *

Yes.

* *

[dramatic music]

- When I found
the two of you...

[horse snorts and neighs]
You were both cubs.

I saw that thing up close.

[high-pitched ringing]

* *

- It's not gonna kill us?
- It's protecting us.

Werewolf!

* *

[tense music]

* *