The first 200 lines.
Previously... I swear I won't see him again.
Never again.
He'll be gone, I promise.
What's happening?
Your body is fighting the bite.
Don't suppose I can assume you'll call me "grandpa."
Need a hand?
What do you think she's gonna do with a set of real claws?
We kill them.
We kill them all.
What are they doing?
Declaring war.
Um... so far it's an "A" in French and a "B" minus in econ.
What about chemistry?
I'm not sure.
Uh, midterms are in a few days so it could go up.
Well, what's it at now?
The grade?
Uh, yeah.
Uh, I'm not sure.
But you just said it could go up.
I just... uh, I meant generally.
You wouldn't be lying to me, would you, Isaac?
Then tell me your grade.
I just told you, I don't know.
You wanna take this little conversation downstairs?
Then tell me the grade, son.
Dad, this semester's only half over.
Isaac?
There's plenty of time... Isaac.
It's... it's a "D".
All right.
It's a "D".
I'm not angry.
You know I'm gonna have to find a way to punish you though.
I have my responsibility as a parent.
So we'll start with something simple, like, uh...
Tell you what, you do the dishes and clean up the kitchen, okay?
Good.
Because I'd really like to see this place spotless.
Know what I'm saying?
You know?
I mean this entire kitchen.
Yeah, absolutely...
Spotless.
Well, that was your fault.
You could have blinded me.
Shut up!
It's a scratch!
It's hardly even...
Isaac.
Freaks.
Okay, that's enough.
Let's go!
Isaac, grab your bike and let's go!
Holy...!
What are you doing?
Just trying to find you.
Did anyone see you leave?
No one, I was careful.
What's wrong?
Is it the full moon tomorrow night?
No, it's not that.
Um, I just wanted to ask you some things.
About your... um, your family.
Actually, your grandfather.
Okay, but I don't really know him.
I mean, he's kind of just a guy who sends a check in the mail
every year for my birthday.
Does he know about me?
About us?
No, my dad hasn't said a thing.
What is it?
Did something else happen?
We just need to be a lot more careful now.
They're not gonna split us apart.
Not us.
You're sure no one followed you?
Totally, absolutely, 100 million percent sure.
My parents are out, anyways.
Out?
Yeah, it's a date night.
Can I help you?
Well, I hope so, principal Thomas.
As a concerned parent, uh, I was wondering... how long has it been
since your last performance review?
What?
We were wondering.
Are you aware there's been an alarming drop in academic
achievement and test scores over the past few semesters?
Excuse me?
It's led the parents of beacon hills to the unfortunate
conclusion that you may no longer be suited to the position
of school principal.
You can't fire me.
True.
But we can torture you.
Derek?
What's wrong?
My dad.
I think he's dead.
What did you do?
That's the thing.
It wasn't me.
I'm serious.
It's not like the last full moon.
I don't feel the same.
Oh, does that include the urge to maim and kill people like me?
I swear I don't have the urge to maim and kill you.
You know, you say that now but then the full moon goes up
and out come the fangs and the claws and there's a lot of
howling and screaming and running everywhere, okay?
And it's very stressful on me and so yes, I'm still locking you up.
Okay, fine.
But I do think I'm in more control now.
Especially since things are good with Allison.
Okay, I'm aware of how good things are with Allison.
They're really good.
I... thank you, I know.
I mean, like, really good.
All right, I get it!
Just please shut the hell up before I have the urge to maim and kill myself.
All right, did you get something better than handcuffs this time?
Yeah, much better.
Part of me wants to ask.
The other part says knowing will be more disturbing than anything
I could ever imagine.
So... I'm gonna walk away.
That's good.
That's a wise choice, coach.
You okay?
There's another.
In here, right now.
Another what?
Another werewolf.
You really don't remember anything?
They called it a fugue state, which is basically a way of
saying "We have no idea why you can't remember running through
the woods naked for two days."
But personally, I don't care.
I lost nine pounds.
Are you ready for this?
Please.
It's not like my aunt's a serial killer.
Maybe it's the nine pounds.
It was kind of like a scent, but I couldn't tell who it was.
What if you can get him one-on-one?
Would that help?
I think I got an idea.
You need a digital camera?
And something that can record in low light.
All night long.
What are you recording?
Something in low light.
All night long.
Do you have the camera or not?
You have 100 bucks?
I drive a Porsche.
What do you think?
I think your parents have 100 bucks.
Just get me the camera.
I told coach you're switching with Danny for the day.
But I hate playing goal.
Remember when I said I had an idea?
This is the idea.
There we go.
What's the idea?
I seriously don't understand how you survive without me
sometimes.
Let's go! Line it up!
Faster!
Make daddy proud.
Here we go.
Let me help you up.
McCall!
Usually the goalie stays somewhere within the vicinity of
the actual goal.
Yes, coach.
Let's try it again.
What the hell, man?
My bad, dude.
The position's goal keeper.
Not goal abandoner.
Sorry, coach.
Let's go!
Stilinski, what the hell is wrong with your friend?
Uh, he's failing two classes.
He's a little socially awkward and if you look close enough,
his jaw line's kind of uneven.
That's interesting.
Let's fire it up.
It's Armani.
My aftershave. Armani.
It's nice.
You come out of that goal one more time and you'll be doing
suicide runs till you die.
It'll be the first ever suicide run that actually ends
in a suicide.
Got it?
Yes, coach.
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