Teen Wolf

Previously on Teen Wolf

Someone's controlling him.

You promised this was only gonna be for a few weeks.

Look, just because we're in a trailer does not mean we're

trailer park trash.

Exactly.

We're worse.

We don't even have enough money to be in a trailer park.

Don't have a meltdown, okay?

It's probably just the generator.

You mean the thing that runs the electricity and water.

I'm sorry.

I'm just tired of feeling slightly terrified all the time.

It's not like I wanna be.

Hey, look, it's going to get better.

Sean?

If Jackson doesn't know what he's doing, then he probably

doesn't know someone's controlling him.

Or he doesn't remember.

What if it's the same kind of thing that happened with

Lydia when she took off from the hospital?

A fugue state?

He'd have to forget everything... the murder.

Getting rid of the blood.

But he had help with one thing... the video.

And someone else helped him forget that.

Whoever's controlling him.

Are you sure Jackson has no clue about any of this?

He thinks he's still becoming a werewolf and that being with

Lydia somehow delayed the whole thing.

So do we try to convince him he's not?

If it helps us find out who's controlling him, then yeah.

Do you think he'll talk to us after what we did?

Yeah, it's us.

He'll talk to us.

Right?

You will not go within 50

feet of Jackson whittemore.

You will not speak to him.

You will not approach him.

You will not assault or harass him physically or psychologically.

What about school?

You can attend classes while attempting to maintain a 50-foot distance.

Okay, what if we both have to use the bathroom at the same

time and there's only two stalls available and they're only right

next to each other?

I'll just hold it.

Do I need to remind you how lucky we are that they're not pressing charges?

Oh, come on, it was just a joke.

A joke?

Yes, I didn't think it would be taken this seriously.

Dad, humor's very subjective, okay?

I mean, we're talking multiple levels of interpretation here.

Okay, well, how exactly am I supposed to interpret the stolen

prison transport van, huh?

We filled the tank!

Move!

It's not just this.

Although, a restraining order is a new low that I didn't think

that you would reach quite this soon.

It's everything on top of it.

The completely bizarre behavior, the late nights coming home,

having to beg Mr. Harris for you to make up that chemistry test

that you missed.

I missed a chemistry test?

Really, Scott?

Really?

I have to ground you.

I am grounding you.

You are grounded.

What about work?

Fine... Other than work.

And no TV.

The TV's broken.

Then no computer.

I need the computer for school.

Then no, uh... no Stiles.

What... no Stiles?

No Stiles!

And no more car privileges.

Give me your keys.

Give 'em to me!

Oh, for the love of God.

Mom, you want me to... no.

Mom, come on, let me just... mom.

What is going on with you?

Is this about Allison?

Do you really wanna know?

Is this about your father?

It is, isn't it?

Okay, you know what, um... We'll talk about this at home.

I'm gonna go get the car.

I'm the worst son ever.

Well, I'm not exactly winning any prizes either.

Dammit!

You give him a restraining order, and he's mocking you!

He was mo... and what do I do about going to the bathroom?

So why do we need their help?

Because it's harder to kill than I thought.

I still don't know who it is.

And they do?

They might.

Which is why I need one of you to get on their good side.

Scott or Stiles?

Either.

You know, the full moon's coming, Derek.

I'm aware of that.

These look comfortable.

You said you were gonna teach us to change whenever we wanted.

There hasn't been time.

But if you have to lock us up during the full moon, that means

you're alone against the argents.

They haven't found us.

Yet!

So how about we forget the Kanima?

We... Can't!

There was something about the way Gerard looked at it.

He wasn't afraid... at all.

I don't know what he knows or what he's planning.

But I'm sure about one thing.

We have to find it first.

It's everything Lydia could translate.

And trust me, she was very confused.

Yeah, what'd you tell her?

That we were part of an online gaming community that

battles mythical creatures.

I am part of an online gaming community that battles mythical

creatures.

Great.

Okay, does it say how to find out who's controlling him?

Not really.

But Stiles was right about the murderers.

It calls the Kanima a weapon of vengeance.

There's a story in there about this South American priest who

uses the Kanima to execute murderers in his village... all right, see?

So maybe it's not all that bad.

Until the bond grew strong enough that it killed whoever he wanted it to.

All bad, all very, very bad.

Here's the thing, though.

The Kanima's actually supposed to be a werewolf.

But it can't be... "Until it resolves that in its past which manifested it."

Okay, if that means that Jackson could use a few thousand

hours of therapy, I could've told you that myself.

What if... It has something to do with his parents?

His real parents.

Yeah, does anybody actually know what happened to them?

Lydia might.

What if she doesn't know anything?

Well, he doesn't have a restraining order against me,

so... I'll talk to him myself.

Okay, what do I do?

You have a make-up exam, remember?

Promise me.

If he does anything, you run the other way.

I can take care of myself.

Allison, if you get hurt while I'm busy with some stupid

test, someone's going to need to take care of me.

If he does anything... Like?

Anything... Weird or bizarre... anything.

Anything evil!

Jackson?

Did you still want to discuss your paper?

You have one hour, Mr. McCall.

Begin.

Really, Scott?

I can't.

Oh... I can't do this.

Can I do this?

No, I am gonna go to work.

I am gonna go to work.

I am just gonna straighten up.

Just a tad.

Oh, you just scared the hell out of me.

Sorry, I wa... I was just, um, I was... nothing.

Ah, that's a... nice heels.

Oh! Yeah, uh, my feet were hurting, so I... same reason I never wear mine.

What?

Uh, forget it.

Hey, did you hear about the underground show?

Apparently, they've got some big name spinning.

Oh, you mean like a rave?

Oh, is it still a rave if you don't roll?

I just call it a party.

But hey, I got a friend who can hook us up with tickets if you're down.

Want me to get you one?

Yeah. Yeah, great.

All right, cool.

Um, it's Friday, so... Looking forward to it.

I'm not supposed to tell anyone.

Come on, anyone who ever says "I'm not supposed to tell

anyone" is always dying to tell someone, so tell me!

Why do you wanna know?

I can't tell you that.

Then I'm not telling you.

But you are telling me that could tell me something if you

wanted to tell me?

Was that a question?

It felt like a question.

Well... Tell me if this feels like an answer.

No.