All language subtitles for Wolf.Pack.S01E05.WEBRip.x264-ION10_English

* MTV *

It was big, right?

Dark fur, about 7 feet tall?

Fangs and claws?

- How do we know
it's not still coming after us?

We don't.

We're gonna have to figure out
how to protect ourselves.

Danny!

[dramatic music]

It's not gonna kill us?

- Not if we're part
of its pack.

You heard me scream his name.

- You didn't scream.
You howled.

[ominous music]

* *

[high-pitched tone ringing]

[sighs]

Nothin'.

I wonder if it's me.

Am I distracting you?

I don't think so.

- Maybe it's better
without my voice in your ear.

Let's do this.

Follow the trail.

See what you can hear
when you're alone.

You sure?

- You know these woods
better than me.

- I trust you, okay?
- Mm-hmm.

- All the times you've
been able to hear things,

you weren't concentrating.

It just seemed
to happen, right?

When you heard a conversation
hundreds of feet away

or you noticed music playing
that no one else could hear.

That tells me
it's something you can't force.

All right?

- How do you do something
by not doing it?

- I suppose it's the difference
between listening and hearing.

So maybe...

you need to learn to hear
before you can listen.

Go.

[sighs]

* *

[high-pitched tone ringing]

[bird squawking]

[wings flapping]

[rustling]

[low growl]

[dramatic music]

* *

[low growl]
[gasps]

[footsteps approaching]

[wolf growling]

* *

[sirens wailing]

[high-pitched tone]

- Now 60% contained,
the Arroyo Canyon Fire

has so far burned
more than 15,000 acres.

Hear anything?

Nothing.

Let's go.
[knocks at door]

- It's okay.
They're gone.

Did they find the cop?

- My dad says
he hasn't heard anything.

All Ramsey saw was
the blood on the tree.

- They think he was drunk
and probably hurt himself.

But that was days ago.

And no one's found his body.

- No one's found any body.
The cop's dead.

My brother could've died too

if Everett didn't
get to him first.

- But why would it go
after a little kid?

Because he hit me.

It's like you said.
It's protecting us.

Protecting its pack.

- I got angry at Danny
and grabbed him...

and he hit me in the face.

Maybe it was watching.

It picked up on your emotions

like how we picked up
on Everett's anxiety.

- Then it definitely
killed the cop

for slamming my head
against the wall,

because I was pretty
fucking pissed about that.

- So now,
it doesn't wanna kill us,

just anyone who threatens
or hurts us?

- What about Connor?
He was bitten.

Why isn't he a part
of the pack?

- Didn't you say
his bite was different?

Like it didn't have
the same effect?

I think it was his leg.

He had a broken leg, remember?

Meaning what?

He was too weak
to be in the pack?

- What do you do to a horse
with a broken leg?

You put it down.

[phone buzzing]

[tense music]

* *

Is it him?

- It's the only
"No Caller ID" I get.

- Don't answer it.
- Why not?

- Garrett said not to.
- Okay.

But the first time he called,
he helped me.

He told me to run,
and it probably saved my life.

What if he's trying
to help us again?

[phone buzzing continues]

[notification chimes]

- [phone ringing]
- [gasps]

Has he ever called you?

Never.

[phone ringing]

Fuck it.

[phone unlocks]

[high-pitched ringing]

[panting]

[phone buzzing]

[phone beeps]

"He took to flight,

"and on the silent plains,

"is howling
in his vain attempts to speak.

"He raves and rages.

"And his greedy jaws,

"desiring
their accustomed slaughter,

"turn against the sheep,

"still eager for their blood.

"His vesture separates
in shaggy hair.

"His arms are changed to legs.

"And as a wolf,
he has the same gray locks,

"the same hard face,

"the same bright eyes,

the same ferocious look."

[hangs up]

The fuck was that?

Ovid.

The guy on the phone?

No, the Roman poet.

It's the story of Lycaon.

He was the king of Arcadia.

He built a temple
to honor Zeus

but tried
feeding him human flesh.

Zeus didn't like that,

so he destroyed his kingdom
with lightning bolts

and turned Lycaon into a wolf.

Lycaon as lycanthrope.

He was the first werewolf.

[phone buzzing]

[phone beeps]

It kills every night.

- Okay. Who the fuck are you
and what do you want?

- At the moment,
I'm your teacher,

so be a good student
and learn.

It kills every night,
and now it's killing for you.

And that's our fault?

No.

The wolf kills
to satisfy a predatory drive.

The urge is too powerful
to resist.

It hunts, kills,
and then hides,

sleeping until the next night
when the moon rises,

and it begins the hunt again.

You may not want to hear this,

but you can stop it.

How?

Blake knows.

It's the only reason
she's still standing here.

Together.

We stop it together.

- So it's gonna
kill someone tonight.

Are you listening, Everett?

It kills every night.

[hangs up]

- [phone chimes]
- What is that?

He shared a location.

[eerie music]

* *

[tires squealing]

Whoa. Left, Harlan.

- Turn left.
- I know where I'm going.

- Anybody know what we're doing
when we get there?

This was a really bad idea.

Have we had a good one yet?

- Guys, if it's picking up
on our emotions,

I kind of feel like we should
try and stay unemotional.

Can you slow the fuck down?

- Are we not trying
to save someone's life?

- Not if we get arrested,
asshole.

[breathing heavily]

This is the kind of emotion
I'm talking about.

- Aah!
- Oh, shit!

- Oh!
- Oh, fuck!

[tires screeching]

[ominous music]

* *

Everett, wait.

- I know you. Lang.
- Yeah.

We're gonna get you out
of here, okay?

Where's the driver?

Dr. Salgado.

- He was driving?
Is he still here?

- Still--still here.

Still here.

The doctor's still here?

It is still here.

Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit.

- Okay. Come on. Pull.
[both grunting]

- We've got to get her out
of here, please.

I am pulling.

Aren't you supposed
to be really strong?

- Aren't you in the gym
every day?

Come on. Pull.

- I've got her.
I've got her.

- Pull! Pull the door open!
- It's stuck.

- Guys, hurry up.
I think I heard something.

- [gasps]
- There's something back there.

[screaming]

[all breathing heavily]

- We gotta get out of here.
- Come on.

[tires squealing]

Fuck. What the fuck?

Holy shit! Holy shit!

What the fuck just happened?

- Someone call the cops.
- Are you crazy?

- Stop yelling!
Everyone stop!

- Somebody needs
to call the fucking cops!

She's dead!

- No fucking shit
she's dead, dude.

- No, we can't call the cops.
- Stop it!

[roaring]
Everyone stop!

[breathing heavily]

It kills every night.

For us.

It's killing for us.

How are we supposed
to explain that to the cops?

We can't.

It kills every night.

Everett, stop.

We have to figure out

who it's going after
tomorrow night.

- We have to stop it
from killing.

And we do it tomorrow.

Tomorrow night.

[printer whirring]

- That's the first 3D printer
we ever bought.

Not cheap.

Could you hold this for me?

- We started out
with one robotics lab.

Now we have three because
the class is so popular.

It's everyone's
favorite elective.

My kids took it last year.

It's also an easy A.

Harlan got a D.

Well, personally,

I, you know, was hoping
they'd use these to print food,

you know,
like little candies and such.

Robots freak me out.

- That's how you knew
that the arsonist was student.

The incendiary device
was made with these parts.

- I could tell they were
fabricated from a 3D printer.

And then when you look closely,

you can see
that each one has a school ID.

Gray Lakes High School.

[school bell rings]

- Seems like the arsonist
would know that too

if he took this class.

- Oh, he knew,
and probably didn't care.

[indistinct chatter]

Jang, remind me.

Which of these kids said
the construction site

was a good place
to watch the fire?

Oh, that one.

Cyrus Nix.

- They took him
for questioning.

Did you know
his dad was a firefighter?

His dad died in a fire.

- Do they really think
Cyrus is the arsonist?

I mean, he seems so nice.

- Everyone seems nice to you,
Luna.

Everett,
what are we doing here?

Show them.

[sighs]

- What, are we supposed
to go there now?

No thanks.

I am not watching
someone die again.

- I think
it's meant for tonight.

How do you know?

- Because this pin drop
is Tia Patterson's house

and she's still here at school.

- I heard
someone's having people over.

Maybe it's Tia.

- Like a party?
- No, like a kickback.

Couple friends
chilling by the pool.

- They're not gonna let us in,
especially me.

Well, if it's Tia,

I know something
that can get us in.

What?

I got it. Trust me.

Unlike some people,
my hearing works all the time.

What's that supposed to mean?

- Maybe you should go
to the gym

and work
on that super strength,

'cause I didn't see shit
from you last night.

Harlan, they're learning.

They need to learn faster.

Where are you going?

Shopping.

- You have any idea
why she wanted me here?

I don't really feel like
I'm adding much value.

- I agree.
You add nothing.

[chuckles]

We're gonna be good friends.

I can tell.
[door opens]

- Sorry to keep you so late
after school, Cyrus,

but we just have some important
questions to follow up on.

Do you need
to call your parents?

No. And it's just my mom.

- You never knew your father,
did you?

I realize this is
a difficult subject for you,

but I'd like you
to tell me what you know

about your father's death.

- He died fighting a wildfire
right after I was born.

About 17 years ago.

- Another fire very much like
the one going on right now.

There were other firefighters
who died alongside your father.

His friends.

I'm asking you
about your father

because I'm finding some...

interesting connections
between the two fires

despite the fact that
they're almost 20 years apart.

You mean me.

I'm a connection
between the two fires.

You...

and one or two other students.

- * Run out of patience,
the time we wasted *

* With all this conversation
when I'm the greatest *

* Uh, you should have known
that, should have known that *

* Mofos are calling me chill
when I go mad *

* Break the chain,
I'ma free the beast *

* Yeah, change the game,
I'ma free the beast *

* I'ma go beast mode *

[scoffs]

* I'ma go beast mode *

* *

* I'ma go beast mode *

* What, what, what *

* 'Cause, baby, I'm a beast *

* *

Yo.

I thought I knew you.

Come here.

So you just here to buy,
or are you working out?

No, um...

I actually gotta be quick.

It's for a party tonight.

Really?

Invite might get you
a discount.

- Actually,
I am gonna work out.

Let's do this
in the locker room.

I got cash.

* Now, everybody *

* Have you heard? *

* If you're in the game *

* Then the stroke's the word *

[grunting]

* Don't take no rhythm *

* Don't take no style *

* Got a thirst for killing *

* Grab your vial, yeah *

* *

* Stroke, stroke, stroke *

- * Whoo,
put your right hand out *

* Give a firm handshake *

* Talk to me *

* About that one big break *

* *

* Don't you take no chances *

* Keep your eye on top *

* Do your fancy dances *

* You can't stop *

* *

* Stroke, stroke *

- * Just do it *
- * Stroke *

* *

- * Whoo *
- * Stroke *

* Stroke, stroke *

* *

* Stroke, stroke, stroke *

* *

* Step on by, keep on *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

[grunting]

* *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

* Stroke *

* Whoo *

* *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

* Stroke *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

* *

- I did a really
strong pre-workout.

* Stroke *

* *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

* Say you're a winner *

* But, man,
you're a sinner now *

* Stroke me, stroke me *

* Stroke, stroke *

* Whoo *

- Oh, fuck me.
[grunts]

- Here. You got it.
- No, I don't got it.

Just keep pushing.

- Everett,
just help me rerack it.

- You got it.
- Everett, help me.

- I'm gonna let go.
- Don't. Don't let go.

[strained]
Please don't let go.

I already did.

What?

Holy--

[panting]

Shit.

[grunts]

[laughs]

- We need to figure out
how to do this all the time.

Your strength, Blake's speed.

Okay, your hearing.

I tried to do it like you
the other day.

I was listening to my parents,
but I couldn't get it to work.

Did you hear anything?

- Well, I heard my mom say
she hates me.

Brutal.

How did you learn it, anyway?

Like,
how did you get good at it?

- Well,
the first time I did it,

I was, like, 12
and in the woods.

It was actually
the one and only time

I saw my real dad.

What did he look like?

Like a wolf, dumbass.

- [chuckles] But not like--
he's not 7 feet tall?

No, like a wolf.

A regular,
ordinary-looking wolf.

So how'd you know it was him?

It's hard to explain.

I guess I kind of
just felt a connection.

Like I knew
that we were related.

How did your real father go

from a regular wolf
to a 7-foot-tall werewolf?

I don't know.

- You know,
maybe it has something

to do with the story of Lycaon.

- I'm pretty sure that
Zeus didn't come down here

to turn my real dad
into a werewolf.

- I know,
but doesn't it make you wonder?

If there's a way to change him
from a regular wolf

to a monster...

Maybe there's a way
to change him back.

Back to a wolf.

Or maybe even...

Back to a human.

[dramatic music]

- I think
we need a better plan.

- We have a plan?
- We talked about a plan.

- The plan is to keep anyone
else from getting killed.

How, by being nice to them?

- If that's the plan, we
definitely need a better plan.

- Whatever we have to do
to show

that they're not
a threat to us.

We can be nice to them
for a few hours.

I can be nice.

Fuck off.

[tense music]

* *

[dance music playing]

- Guys, there's, like,
five people here.

This isn't even a kickback.

Don't worry.

I got this.

* *

No, absolutely not.

Where's Tia?

- She's not gonna let you in.
- Yeah, she is.

'Cause I have something
that she wants.

- What could you possibly have
that any of us here would want?

Fuck yes!

- Tia, this was supposed
to be a mellow kickback.

Well, now it's a party.

- * Don't lie,
I know you want it, babe *

* Tryna figure how you
ain't see it coming, babe *

* On it now,
why you wanna wait? *

* If I want it,
then that's all it take *

* Baby, it's magic *

* X and O *

* We don't lie *

* Fix your tongue, honey *

* Ain't gon' lie *

* Intertwine me
with your eyes *

- Mm-mm.

Already buzzed and stoned.

* Fix your tongue, honey *

* Ain't gon' lie *

* Intertwine me
with your eyes *

* Lock me down,
don't blow me by *

Shrooms?

- Austin?
- Shit.

There we go.

Nice.

What, are you judging me?

- No, I've taken
mushrooms before.

Really?

Yeah, more than once.

- But, like, in Joshua Tree
with your bestie, right?

In some kind of
perfect nature vibe

where you brought coloring
books and organic fruit

and your cool,
little bohemian journal

so you'd write poems
about your spirituality?

- Oh, shit.
Did I get a lot of that right?

No.

You're just an asshole.

- You probably shouldn't
look at him like that.

Like what?

Like you wanna kill him.

- * Hey, I've been blowing up
your phone *

* Why you giving me
the run around? *

* I thought you was my homes *
[cheering]

* I thought
that we go way back *

* Used to smoke on the daily *

* While your mama
worked the Outback *

* My bad, I know
I owe you, like, a band *

* But maybe I could pull up *

* With some [...]
and they friends *

* Pick up or I'ma pull up
in the foreign *

* And you see me
gettin' money *

* So you know
I'm good for it *

* Wake up, I get my swisher
from the store *

* Break it down 'cause
you know I want some more *

* Don't give me that eye
'cause I'm smokin' Indo *

* Weed man high,
now I'm blowing up his phone *

* Now I'm going
to the weed man's spot *

* *

- We aren't gonna take any,
are we?

Or we're gonna just take one?

This one's my second.

- How are we supposed
to save someone's life

if we're all high?

- Oh, one's barely
gonna affect me.

It's practically a microdose.

Maybe you should take one.

It'll help you
with your anxiety.

Depression, actually.

I mean, I've taken them before
in a clinical setting.

- You did shrooms
in a doctor's office?

Yeah, psilocybin acts

on the serotonin
5-HT2A receptors--

- Okay, don't ruin shrooms
for me, dude.

Just take one.

- He doesn't have to
if he doesn't want to.

Have fun.

[police radio chatter]

The guard's already here.

He can let us in to any level.

Follow me.

The developer stopped building
about three years ago

when they ran out of money.

Now it's just another strain
on the environment.

- You would know something
about that.

Excuse me?

- You used
to have some affiliation

with a few radical
environmental groups,

if I'm not mistaken.

- That was back in my 20s
after college,

and I wouldn't
call them radical.

And never convicted of arson.

[tense music]

* *

No security cameras.

We can't tell how many times
those kids came up here.

- But we know Cyrus was the one
that brought them here.

I didn't mean
to sound so accusatory

with Prisha, by the way.

I know you two were close.

Mostly out of habit.

- But you do want
to know something, don't you?

I do.

How I found Harlan and Luna.

That's the first part.

- And why I found them
during the same wildfire

in which Cyrus' father died.

- You're practically
doing my job for me.

- I can't tell you
about Cyrus' father,

but Harlan and Luna were
abandoned in the woods.

No note or any sign
of the parents.

Social Services
was overwhelmed at the time,

so I offered to foster them
until there was room.

Two months later,
they came back.

Said they found a family,

someone that could
potentially adopt.

I told them
someone already wanted to.

You.

Me.

Almost like a fairy tale.

Surprised?

Curious.

What made you want
to take on that responsibility?

- I ask that question
every time I fight with Harlan.

Same problem with my son.

After a certain age,
all we ever did was fight.

What changed?

He died in a fire.

- Oh, hell no.
You're not wearing that.

Here.
I brought extras just in case.

In case of what?

- In case you decided
to wear something like that.

- I don't need
to wear a slutty bikini

so a bunch of hormonal boys
can stare at me.

It's not slutty.

And it's not for them.
It's for you.

So I can stare at myself?

No.

So you can see yourself.

* Oh, I'm a classic man *

* Play my records,
I ain't answer them *

* What you need?
I got cash in hand *

* 'Cause that Tonka truck
make a traffic jam *

* Whoa, light me up,
light me up *

- * Oh, yeah, yeah *
- * Light me up, light me up *

* Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah *

- * She hot, fuego *
- * Hot, fuego, fuego, fuego *

- * Light me up, light me up *
- * Oh, yeah, yeah *

- * Light me up, light me up *
- * Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah *

* *

* Light me up, light me up *

* Light me up,
light me up *

* *

* I say this to say *

- * I need you now *
- Uh...

- [chuckling]
- * No matter what you *

* Ooh, no matter
what you've done *

* 'Cause
you'll always be my baby *

* Need you now,
no matter what you *

* Ooh, no matter
what you've done *

* 'Cause
you'll always be my baby *

* Need you now,
no matter what you *

* Ooh, no matter
what you've done *

* 'Cause
you'll always be my baby *

* And I need you now *

* No matter what you *

* No matter what you've done *

[both screaming]

What the fuck?

Oh, my God.

- [laughter]
- * No matter what you *

* No matter what you've done *

* 'Cause
you'll always be my baby *

* Need you now *

- This is
what I wanted to show you.

That out there is
your area of expertise,

not mine.

Satellite photo,
beginning of the fires.

About an hour
after they were started.

These are the origin points.

- My theory is the arsonist
set the fire in the woods

and then came back here
to watch them both burn.

But the burn rate's the same.

Both fires started
at the same time.

- Then one was
probably set remotely,

by radio or cell phone.

- And then
the arsonist came here?

That's what I'm thinking.

No.

The arsonist didn't just
watch the fire from this ledge.

He set it from here,
both fires.

Both incendiary devices
set off at the same time.

From here?

- The kids' first assignment
in robotics

was to build a drone.

- So he launched the drones
with the incendiary devices.

Then watched
both ignition points go up

at the same time from here.

Right here.

[indistinct chatter]

[giggles]

Someone's feeling good.

So good.

[giggles]

Do we know you?

Who's "we"?

I mean, we know of you,

but we don't know anything
about you.

What do you wanna know?

- What do you like?
- What do you mean?

- Tia likes mushrooms.
- [giggles]

- I kind of prefer
just getting stoned.

Phoebe lives at the bottom
of a bottle of tequila.

Austin likes anything

that hammers down
the algorithm in his head.

So what do you like?

I like shrooms.

[chuckles]

- Do you like 'em
with girls or boys?

- Or both?
- I don't like labels.

Everyone likes labels.

That's all
people care about these days.

I don't label myself.

You can't not label yourself.

It's impossible.

Saying you don't label yourself
is still labeling yourself.

You're a non-labeler.

That doesn't make sense.

- The fact that
it doesn't make sense to you

makes perfect sense.

Labeler.

Cyrus.

Do you have anything to smoke?

Always.

[up-tempo music]

* *

- * You can say what you want,
say what you will *

* La, la, pay for the girls,
give 'em the bill *

* Ha, ha, you pay the rent,
I pay the till *

* La, la, watch me swerve,
I'm the guest of honor *

* Say what you want,
say what you will *

- You're a dick.
- So are you.

Fuck you.

Fuck me?

- Sure.
- [chuckles]

- Did you do that because
you thought I was into him?

- I mean, he's objectively
one of the hottest-looking guys

I've ever seen.

Everyone's into him.

- I thought you were gonna ask
him if he likes to suck cock.

We should probably find out.

You want to?

Do you?

No.

Yeah, you do.

You know,

you should ask me out sometime.

- Like a date?
- Yeah, like a date.

Do I look like
a fuckboy to you?

I don't really date.

Oh, so you're the fuckboy.

[rustling, cracking]

[low growling]

Hey, are you okay?

Yeah.

I think it's hitting me
harder than I thought.

So what kind of date?

Like a dinner at a restaurant?

- Yeah.
Yeah, something like that.

Give me your phone.

[tender music]

* *

[phone buzzing]
So I have your number.

I'll call you.

[ominous music]

* *

[rustling]

* *

[dissonant piano notes playing]

* *

I used to play a little.

Want me to show you something?

[playing Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata"]

* *

[dissonant note]

* *

- Okay. Right. Yeah.
- It's something like that.

I think I know that one.

Let me give it a shot.

[playing Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata"]

* *

[playing Beethoven's
"Moonlight Sonata #14"]

* *

Why are you such an asshole?

It's my default setting.

I blame my parents.

Play something else.

Like what?

- Mm, something
that makes me think

you're not such an asshole.

[playing gentle,
emotional piece]

* *

Can I borrow your towel?

Yeah. Yeah.

- There's none left.
- Here.

- Oh, this way.
- Here you go.

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

- You were
having anxiety again.

I could feel it.

- Oh, yeah. I'm--

I'm okay now.

- What do you usually do
to calm yourself down?

Breath work, yoga.

I have, like,
20 Spotify playlists

with sounds
in different frequencies,

so, like,
brown noise, pink noise,

binaural beats.

- [laughs]
- Stuff like that.

What's brown and pink noise?

It's hard to explain.

Do you want--
do you want to hear it?

Sure.

This one is the pink noise.

[staticky tone playing]

- Okay, there's no way
that calms you down.

[chuckles] It does.

- I think
it's giving me anxiety.

- Here.
Let's try brown noise.

[deep tone playing]

Okay.

This one's better.

Yeah.

Well, that's one good reason
to get a phone, right?

- You really want me
to have a phone?

- It would make things
a lot easier, yeah.

Why?

Because...

I lie awake and I--

I think about you.

And I think to myself

all the things
I wanna tell you,

and then I think to myself,
well, I should just text her.

So I pick up my phone,

and then I remember,
I can't text her

'cause
she doesn't have a phone.

"She"?

- You.
- Me.

[laughter]

So then I think to myself,

well, whatever it is
I want to tell her,

whatever's so important,
I'll just tell her tomorrow.

But then I don't.

I don't say anything to her.

"Her" or me?

Both of you.

- Everett.
[laughter]

What did you want to tell me?

Just me.

[soft dramatic music]

* *

[chuckles]

- You didn't need a phone
to do that.

* *

[laughter]

[gate slams]

- You good?
- Yeah.

We're fine.

What's over here?

Elevator, I think.

Open it up.

[phone rings, beeps]

- Sorry.
It's gotta be one of these.

Oh, you know, I think this key
is downstairs in the office.

Yeah.

Ramsey, you got that warrant.

- You know what?
You guys go ahead.

I wanna check things out here.

You sure?

Yeah.

I can take care of myself.

[ominous music]

* *

[playing piano]

* *

[door slams]

- No. No.
Nobody invited you.

What are you worried about?

- I never said anything,
not one thing, ever.

- Chill out, it's totally fine.
You need to calm down.

No, tell them to leave, okay?

I never said anything to her.

I said,
get the fuck out of here.

- Nobody invited you.
- We weren't doing anything.

You were ruining my night.

- Phoebe, come on.
It's just a kickback.

No. Tell her to leave, okay?

I never did anything to her.

I never said anything,
not one thing, ever.

Hey, Harlan.
It's Phoebe.

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.

Fuck you, Harlan.

[laughter]
Okay, yeah.

I thought she slashed my tires.
I was wrong.

- Yo, send that to me.
- Yeah, I'll AirDrop it.

- Okay, can you not?
[phone chimes]

- Got it.
- Austin.

Austin.

What are you doing?

- Oh, this should be good.
- Yep.

* Tell that bitch *

* She thinks
she can slash my tires? *

* I am gonna, I am gonna *

* I am gonna
fucking ruin her *

* *

- No way.
- * Fucking ruin her *

[laughter]

all: * Fucking ruin her *

Stop. Stop it.

* Fucking ruin her *

all: * Fucking ruin her *

* Fucking ruin her *

* Fucking ruin her *

* Fucking ruin her *

* Fucking ruin her *

all: * Fucking ruin her *

* Fucking ruin her *

- Okay, turn it off.
- * Fucking ruin her *

Turn it off, Austin.

- Stop. No, I'm serious.
- Come on. Really?

- You're being a dick.
- It's a joke. What?

- Turn it off.
You're always a fucking dick.

- Turn it off now.
- * Fucking ruin her *

Wait, wait, wait! Hey!

Oh.

Are you kidding me? Again?

Austin.

[tense music]

* *

Shit.

Tia, turn on the pool lights.

I told you, they're broken.

[indistinct chatter]

[muffled scream]

[gasping]

There's something down there!

[laughter]

- Go. Go. Go. Go.
- Get inside. Get inside.

Get inside.
Shut the door.

[screaming]

Don't. Get in.

* *

[screaming]

Oh, careful.

Jesus.

Are those--

Bodies.

Quite a few of them.

- How did they--

I mean,
who put them down there?

A werewolf.

What?

- An incredibly powerful
supernatural predator.

Part human, part wolf.

A werewolf.

[grunts]

* *

[thuds]

* *

- We need you
to step outside right now.

It's here.

[low growling]

It's on the grounds.

[gun cocks]

I can bring you back.

Garrett, what did you see?

[screaming]

- Something
that changes everything.

[ominous music]

* *