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Previously on Teen Wolf.

We need to release the pressure.

You mean murder two children.

If you wanted to kill every
supernatural creature in the world,

these are where you would start.

Get down!

Hello, please leave your name

and phone number after the beep.

Me again. You promised
you wouldn't be late.

You know how long I've been
trying to get tickets to the show?

Exactly as long as we've been
together. Because I'm that guy.

So, please don't be the guy

who shows up late to
your anniversary, okay?

Just get here before the car arrives.

Me again. The car's
here. But you're not.

You know what happens if we're
late? They close the doors.

Please, get here.

They closed the doors.
We're 10 minutes late

and they close the
doors after 10 minutes.

Which means we're not
gonna see the show.

It also means, you
forgot our anniversary.

Which also means, I'm gonna kill you.

Hmm. Now he's just as
cute as the other one.

You know we're supposed to ask
them questions before we kill them?

Is that from him or from you?

You know who it's from.

So, we hear you and your boyfriend
have been tracking other werewolves.

We'd like to know their names.

Tie him up.

Should've used the yellow wolfsbane.

What?

Regular wolfsbane won't work on him.

Because he's not just part werewolf,

he's part Kanima.

And both parts are pissed.

No. No. That, that's an antique...

Not the lamp.

Watch out for the...

pictures.

I just got those framed.

I can't believe you actually
thought I forgot our anniversary.

Ow!

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Dr. Travis,

you have a visitor in the main lobby.

Dr. Travis, a visitor in the main lobby.

I think she's coagulopathic.
I need another suture.

The bullet missed the ascending aorta.

Brachiocephalic is intact.

Hemodynamics are stable.
She's gonna be okay.

You have about a minute
before the sedative kicks in.

And let her rest.

Hey, kid.

I'm gonna wait outside, okay?

No, wait, Scott. Wait.

Listen to me.

You didn't do this.

But I'm responsible. You need to sleep.

I just need to...

tell you...

- It can wait.
- It can't wait.

Mom...

Don't run.

You fight.

Where's my dad?

Transferred to San Francisco
Memorial. He's gonna be fine.

Okay. And what about Mason?

- Already out of surgery.
- Lydia?

She's all right, too.

Bullet missed everything
that matters, thank God.

Scott, we got lucky.

They almost died.

But they're gonna live.

We're gonna have two deputies
posted here around the clock.

Nobody sets foot on this
floor without my authorization.

Scott. I got a pretty good idea
how you're feeling right now.

But the whole Sheriff's
department is gonna be on this.

I am gonna find out who did this.

We both know who did this.

Hey. What do we do?

No more peace summits. No more
running. No more half measures.

What's the plan?

We fight back.

I'm good with that plan.

And Gerard? Monroe? The
hunters? We take them all on.

Then we're gonna need more firepower.

Not just firepower.
We're gonna need an army.

You don't really think I shot up
Scott McCall's house, do you, Sheriff?

Thank you.

I think I want a lawyer.

Although, I have no idea
why I need one, since...

I didn't shoot up that house.

You don't need a
lawyer. You got an alibi.

That's security camera
footage from the school

on the night of the attack.

Then why am I here?

What do you want?

I got four people in the
hospital with gunshot wounds.

Two kids.

It's not what I want...

It's who.

You know my fighting days are over.

That's hard to believe.

You once said you'd kill any
living thing that got in your way.

I said a lot of things.

But, eventually the
bodies pile up so high,

that even a blind man can't ignore them.

So what? You moved into a cave
and took a vow of uselessness?

I changed. We should all try it.

And I live in a condo.

I liked the old Deucalion better.

Well, maybe you've
changed, but Gerard hasn't.

And he's not gonna
stop with Beacon Hills.

He's got a map with places
circled, Toulouse, Brasilia...

Logashkino, Zhengzhou.
Nemetons of the world.

You know him. You can
outthink him, you can read him.

You've beaten him before.

He's got a lot of help now.

Actually, he's got pretty much everyone.

You think Gerard's
turned you into a pariah?

Your power does that.

You'll always be an outsider
because of your abilities.

Gerard wasn't the first
person to capitalize

on the general public's
fear of the other...

And he won't be the last.

So help us stop him.

I think you've realized that stopping
Gerard now, means killing him.

I'm sorry, Scott, that
chapter in my life's over.

So that's it? You're
just a pacifist now?

What's gonna stop me
from slashing your throat?

Plenty.

How'd you do that?

It's Bagua.

A martial art that takes
the path of least resistance.

You think you're going to
beat me without fighting?

I think you're going to beat yourself.

Okay, so you can protect yourself.

But what about everyone
else who doesn't know Bagua?

They're just gonna get
their eyes stabbed out?

Look what that war turned me into.

I'm not afraid to lose my eyes again.

I'm afraid to lose my soul.

You won't help us?

I didn't say I wouldn't help you.

I can offer you guidance.

And my first piece of advice?

You might need to lower
your standards for allies.

I thought I was.

Lower than me.

- I didn't forget.
- I didn't say you forgot.

I said you forgot and you were late.

Oh, so I guess this whole
getting abducted thing

doesn't earn me any sympathy.

You can make it up to me next year.

Yeah, that is if any
of us are still alive.

You found the Omegas?

Well, I tracked them
to the Epping Forest,

but these two found them first.

And...

They were taking souvenirs.

One for each werewolf. It's
proof that they were killed.

Who told you where to find us?

Hmm? 'Cause there is no way in hell

that two random amateurs would
take down that many wolves

without getting torn apart.

Where did you get the wolfsbane?

And who sent you?

We work alone. And we're
better than you think.

Does the name Gerard
mean anything to you?

We don't have to tell you anything.

You already have.

He talks and I listen.

So we know when you're lying.

Yeah. We're getting pretty good at it.

So, Gerard armed you and sent you here.

Where is he? Is he in London?

You know where he is.

Beacon Hills.

I don't know anything. I swear.

I don't know what
happened at Scott's house.

Did you know who was there?
Did you know Mason was in there?

No, I didn't know anything.
I don't know anything.

- Ahh!
- Maybe you haven't noticed lately,

but I've been having
trouble controlling my anger.

When things happen to my friends,
I just can't seem to help it.

No, Liam, wait, please...

I just get so angry!

Stop, Liam, please...

You think I'm going to kill you?

You think we're all
killers? Maybe we should be.

You're really gonna kill him?

I mean, I don't care if you do.

But, have you thought this through?

Any idea where you're
gonna dump the body?

But no one saw you grab him, did
they? 'Cause that could be a problem.

- I don't care.
- I don't care either.

But at least let me help. I'm
the one with experience here.

If we kill him, we'll have to find
the witnesses and kill them, too.

Which means we're gonna need
shovels, some plastic bags,

maybe a chainsaw...

You made your point.

And you didn't kill
him. That's progress.

Why do you keep trying to save me?

You think it'll make Scott
forget about everything you did

and he'll just let you into the pack?

Scott's never gonna trust you.

You might wanna remember what
Scott's goal has been all along...

Keep people alive.

He should try harder.

What are you talking about?

You don't know, do you?

Know what?

About the other bodies.

What other bodies?

The body in that photo was a
teenager named Matt Daehler.

Your mentor, Gerard, killed him,

because he believed it
would give him control over

a supernatural creature called a Kanima.

And by killed, I mean he held that
16-year-old boy's bleeding head

under water until he drowned.

I remember this one very well.

See how the victims are
outfitted here? They're hunters.

Specifically, Gerard's hunters.

He killed them all to
frame a man named Deucalion.

His hope was it, uh,

it would start a war between
supernaturals and hunters.

This sound familiar? Hmm?

Oh, and by killed...

I mean gassed into unconsciousness

and then bludgeoned to death
with a club embedded with claws.

Maybe you'll be his next victim.

You were attacked by
something called the Beast.

Gerard withheld vital information
from you so that he and he alone

would be the one to kill this creature.

Bring a little clout back to his name.

If Scott had known sooner the
weapon needed to kill this thing,

then maybe he could have
prevented all this bloodshed.

All this, this pain,
could have been avoided.

All of your pain.

You and I, this here...

What happened out
there the other night...

What's gonna happen if we don't
somehow start understanding each other.

It is all avoidable.

Understand each other.

Do you wanna know what
I understand, Sheriff?

Do you wanna know what I see
in your little show and tell?

I see a sheriff unable to control
the violence in his own county.

A county he's sworn to protect.

I see the same sheriff
in way over his head.

And not ready to believe the truth

that's been staring him
in the face for years.

I was told I was the victim
of a wild animal attack.

A bear.

I was lied to.

You lied to protect them over us.

You're an ineffective
sheriff making wrong choices.

So don't try and tell me that
Gerard puts his own interests first

when you only choose them over us.

And by ineffective? I mean ineffective.

Hello?

Why did he want to meet here?

Why did he agree to meet at all?

Curiosity.

Mostly.

Okay. I need your help.

With what? Another suicide
mission? Not interested.

Or do you need my help?

I'm here for moral support.

- For him or for me?
- You'd need to have morals.

- You helped us fight the Ghost Riders.
- Self-preservation.

But we couldn't have won without you.

You're stronger than all of us.

You were the real
reason the Wild Hunt...

Stop.

A solid effort, you don't need to
appeal to my ego. It's quite healthy.

You're gonna need to work a lot
harder than that if you want my help.

What do you want?

Everything pretty much
is the way I want it.

My penthouse apartment is filled
with mid-century furniture.

My passport has more
stamps than the post office.

And did you see the
car parked out front?

That's a Shelby 1000 Cobra.

There are only 100 in the
entire world. I have two.

Two.

But Gerard has an army. And every
single one of them want you dead.

And you think that means I'm going
to enlist in your little endeavor?

Because you're going to defeat Gerard?

You're not going to beat him, Scott.

And let me show you why.

When I found him, that
was pointed at my face.

That is a G36,

which fires 750 rounds per minute.

And it's empty.

For the moment.

Peter, wait.

What the hell are you doing?

That homicidal guinea pig
is going to kill all of us

unless you do what's necessary,

and I don't feel like dying today.

There's something wrong with him.

Yes, he's shooting at us.

If you can't even kill him, how
do you expect to win this war?

Don't worry, it's just
jammed. It tends to happen with

automatic weapons that haven't
been serviced regularly.

Just slide the bolt back.

Thanks.

We're not going to hurt you.

He can't be reasoned with, Scott.

He's not only shooting
at us because he's afraid,

he's trying to kill
us because he hates us.

Why are you doing this?

Because she wants you dead.

See? Blind obedience.

Hmm. He never gave up.

I would fight with him. I like him.

That's how you win a war.

You were never going
to help us, were you?

One day you'll learn
you can't save everyone.

Yeah. And you can't kill
everyone either. Peter.

Look, you can fight
with us or fight alone,

but one way or another,
you'll end up fighting.

I'm guessing it's going to be alone.

You made it this far without
getting your hands dirty, Scott.

No one makes it through
a war with clean hands.

If you won't start killing...

You better find someone who will.

DeWitte, escort this
woman out of my station.

Your station?

DeWitte, do you hear me?
I just gave you an order.

Deputy, think long and
hard about what you do next.

Let's just say, you might
want to reconsider, Sheriff.

This is my station now.

You're a fool to trust him.

Gerard only cares about
himself and his ambitions.

I don't trust him.
But, I know one thing,

he's going to win.

And that's what I care about.

You said it yourself, Sheriff,

nothing is more important
to Gerard than this fight.

Not the life of a young man,
not the lives of his allies,

not the lives of his own men.

That's how strong his
belief is. He won't stop.

And that's why he'll beat you.

Deputy. Please relieve the
Sheriff of his badge and gun.

Do it, and you'll be feeling the pain

of a whole lot more than just jail time.

I never said Gerard wouldn't beat me.

I said he wouldn't beat Scott.

I'm almost getting tired
of rejecting you. Almost.

I honestly have no idea where
you get your obstinacy from.

I get it from you.

You certainly do not.

What do you want?

I want to give you all the facts.

Something else is going on here.

Something even you can't outrun.

There is nothing I can't outrun.

Running runs in the family.

You haven't felt it, have you?

You need to tell me what
you're talking about right now.

Well, it's nothing that I can
tell you. But I can show you.

What was that?

That's the Anuk-Ite.

It creates and feeds off of fear
and it's affecting the hunters.

And it'll make them come
for everyone, even you.

And the incorruptible Scott still
thinks he can keep his hands clean.

That's why you wanted to meet, isn't it?

What are you talking about?

Lying to someone who's just been in
your head? I wouldn't recommend it.

You know that your only chance

is to surround your
delicate Scott with killers.

Killers like me.

And you.

Will you fight with us, or not?

You can't fight that thing.

That's right. Go
running back to your cars

and things you care about
more than anything else.

One of the cars was for you.

Peter. I don't want your stupid car.

There's something else we can
try. But you're not gonna like it.

What?

There's another pack of
werewolves I know about.

They gave up everything
that makes them human.

Rules, morals. Electricity.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I've
heard of this pack.

They call themselves The Primal.

Their pack symbol is a
circle with a crescent on top.

They're strong.

They're not only strong, they'll
kill anything that crosses their path.

Are they any worse than
Deucalion and Peter?

I mean, at least I know
Deucalion and Peter.

This pack, I, I don't
know anything about them.

Does it matter if they
can help us beat Gerard?

It matters if they're murderers.

So we should forget about it.

Probably.

There's got to be someone
else who can help us.

We're not that desperate.

And going to them would
be really desperate, right?

Does the teacher know about this?

That's the teacher.

Unless there's a gun in there, too,

this isn't helping us find the shooter.

Why'd you hide these bodies?

We didn't wanna get caught.

Caught doing what?

Testing them. To see
if they were werewolves.

And they were.

Just like you tested Corey?

But we didn't kill them. Look at
their faces. Something else did that.

The Anuk-Ite.

The what?

Why would it want to kill
anyone? It feeds off fear.

Dead people aren't afraid.

Maybe the killing is just a by-product.

Of what?

Of it looking for its other half.

Which means it's looking for a
supernatural creature. Someone like us.

So these three could
have been werewolves,

just not the ones that the
Anuk-Ite's were looking for.

Which means you've been helping it.

Idiot.

I don't even know what
you guys are talking about.

I was just helping Aaron. It
was his idea to test everyone.

Who's Aaron?

He's on the lacrosse
team. He's just a freshman.

Aaron didn't want to find more of us.

He wanted to find his other half.

He's the Anuk-Ite.

Whoa. What's wrong with this place?

I feel it, too.

It's the Anuk-Ite.

Hey. Hey.

We came for the pack.

It'll be okay. Come on.

Yeah.

What was that?

What are you doing here?

How did you get here?

He led me. He wanted me to find it.

Who led you?

Halwyn.

Why would a dead
Hellhound bring you here?

Also, isn't he dead?

I guess the connection between
a Banshee and a Hellhound...

Dead Hellhound?

Is stronger than I thought.

As for the why, I'm hoping

if I find the body, I'll
figure that part out.

You know, there's a pile
of dead bodies back there.

It's a different body.

There's not another body
out here. I'd smell it.

I'm a harbinger of death. Trust me.

They wanted to know who
shot up Scott's house.

Yeah, but I didn't tell them.

Well, how do you know who did it?

Gabe? What did you do?

I did it for you.

You shot up a house for me?

What are you trying
to do? Get me killed?

I'm trying to keep you alive.

I told Monroe it was you.

So try being a little grateful.

You told her it was me?

Why do you think you're still alive?

How is this possible?
We saw Parrish kill it.

This one's different.

Yeah. I think Lydia's right. I
think this is part of the pack.

How do you know?

This is their pack symbol.

Its skin is gone.

Wolves have to burn
tattoos into their skin.

My tattoo is probably
scarred into my muscles, too.

Okay, but why are there
two of these bodies?

Because the Anuk-Ite has two faces.

That's why Halwyn sent you here, Lydia.

He wanted me to find the
Anuk-Ite's other face.

It's a bad day for finding bodies.

There's gonna be a lot more if
we don't find Aaron's other half.

Which we know nothing about.

We do know one thing.
We know it's a werewolf.

We need to find this
other werewolf right now.

Preferably before they merge.

What happens if they merge?

I don't know, but I got a feeling
that it's not going to be good.

Any chance you got to put
together that army, Scott?

You're looking at it.

Let's hope this thing
doesn't feed off desperation,

because this room reeks of it.

What happened?

The hunters destroyed
my perfect automobile.

So, if this thing had
anything to do with it,

I'd like to see its demise
is appropriately painful.

I thought you had two cars?

There's going to be hell to pay.

What's the hold up? I have
a lot of revenge to plan.

No revenge until you
tell me why you came back.

Gerard and his hunters blew up my cars,

hoping that I would
be inside one of them.

You're lying.

Well, that goes without saying.

Something in my head convinced you.

Scott, wake up. Scott!

I don't wanna die here.

Not here... Not like this.

He's going to get himself killed.

Don't fall in love with a dead man.

Too late.

Weird being back.

Yeah. Excuse me. Uh, hi.
I'm looking for Scott McCall.

I hear he's the new
assistant lacrosse coach,

which is kind of mind-blowing to be
honest. I mean, is he around here?

I don't know, uh, assisting?

I'd be happy to help you find him.

Tell me your name again?

Jackson.

Jackson Whittemore?

Yeah.

You've heard of me?

You've heard of me? You've heard of me?

I thought it was a lacrosse thing.

Okay.

What do you want with Scott McCall?

Oh, I'm sorry, am I
supposed to know who you are?

Or be impressed by this little show?

What... Do... You... Want?

With Scott McCall?

Actually, I've got
some questions for you.

That's not how this works.

Really? Because it seems like
you need us more than we need you.

Or you'll never actually find out

what we were gonna tell Scott McCall.

Why are you killing
werewolves in London?

Why did you send hunters
to chase us down, huh?

As I said, this is not how this works.

It already did. He talks, I listen.

Yeah, we're, we're
getting pretty good at it.

Happy Anniversary.