All language subtitles for Teen Wolf - 02x10 - Fury.ssv

Previously on Teen Wolf.

Are you real?

Not yet.

I heard there was a party.

Don't worry. I invited myself.

No.

Our sons are trained
to be soldiers.

Our daughters, to be leaders.

Kanima seeks a master.

Someone's controlling him.

What if it's Matt and this whole
thing comes back to the video, right?

You need a digital camera.

I'm starting to feel
weird about this.

This doesn't have anything
to do with Allison, does it?

You have a little thing
for Allison, Matt?

A little crush?

No.

You think I'm gonna waste my
time by doing something as

unbelievably ordinary
as making a sex tape?

Then what are you doing?

Documenting history.

You'll get it back tomorrow.

Son of a bitch.

I knew you were lying.

What the hell?

So this kid's the real killer?

Yeah.

No.

-Yes.
-No.

Dad, come on. Everybody
knows that the police

Iook for ways to connect
victims in a murder, okay?

So all you have to do is, like,
look through their transcripts

and figure out which class
they all had in common.

Yeah, except for the fact
that the rave promoter, Kara,

wasn't in Harris's class.

All right, okay,
you're right, sorry.

Then I guess they dropped
the charges against him?

No, you know what?
They're not dropping the charges.

But that doesn't prove anything.

Scott, do you believe this?

It's really hard to explain how we
know this, but you just gotta trust us.

-We know it's Matt.
-Yeah, he took Harris's car, okay?

Look, he knew that if a cop found
tire tracks at one of the murders,

and that if enough of the victims were in
Harris's class, that they'd arrest him.

All right, fine.

I'll allow the remote possibility,
but give me a motive.

I mean, why would this kid want

most of the 2006 swim
team and its coach dead?

Isn't it obvious?

Our swim team sucks!

They haven't won in,
like, six years.

Okay, we don't have a motive yet.

I mean, come on, does Harris?

What do you want me to do?

We need to look at the evidence.

Yeah, that would be in the station,
where I no longer work.

Trust me, they'll let you in.

Trust you?

Trust...

Trust Scott?

Scott, I trust.

It's 2:00 in the morning.

Believe me, I wouldn't be here
if it wasn't extremely important.

We look at the hospital
stuff first, okay?

Why?

Because all the murders were committed
by Jackson, except for one, you remember?

-The pregnant girl, Jessica.
-Yeah.

Since Matt had to kill her himself,

somebody from the hospital
could've seen him.

Thank you.

Boys.

I don't know, guys. I mean, look at this.

There was a six-car pileup that night,
the hospital was jammed.

All right, just keep going.
Look, he had to pass one of the cameras

on that floor to get
to Jessica, okay?

He's gotta be on the
footage somewhere.

Oh, hold on, stop!
Did you see that? Scroll back.

That's him! That's Matt!

-All I see is the back of someone's head.
-Matt's head, yeah.

I sit behind him in history. He's got
a very distinct cranium, it's weird.

Are you crazy?

All right, fine,
then look at his jacket, huh?

How many people do you know who
wear black leather jackets?

Millions, literally.

Okay, can we scroll forward?
There's gotta be a shot of him

coming at one of the cameras.

Right there! Stop! Stop! See?
There he is again.

You mean there's the back of his head again.

Okay, but look.
He's talking to someone.

He's talking to my mom.

Scott, you know how many
people I deal with in a day?

This one's 16. He's got dark hair,
looks like a normal teenager.

Yeah, he looks evil.

Scott, I already talked
to the police about this.

Okay, Mom, I'm gonna take a
picture and send it to you.

-Did you get it?
-Yeah.

Do you recognize him? Do you remember him?

Yeah, I did.

I mean, I remember I stopped him because
he was tracking mud in the hall.

Scott, what's going on?

It's nothing, Mom.
I'll explain later. I gotta go.

We've got shoe prints alongside the
tire tracks at the trailer site.

And if they match, that puts Matt
at the scene of three murders.

The trailer, the hospital,
and the rave.

Actually, four.

A credit card receipt for an
oil change was signed by Matt

at the garage where the mechanic was killed.

When?

A couple hours
before you got there.

All right, Dad, if one's an incident,
two's a coincidence,

and three's a pattern, what's four?

Four's enough for a warrant.

Scott, call your mom back,
see how quick she can get here.

If I can get an official l.D.,
I can get a search warrant.

Stiles, go to the front desk. Tell them
to let Scott's mom in when she gets here.

On it.

Hello?

Derek... Can you hear me?

Derek... Can you hear me?

I need you to answer me, Derek.

Derek!

We don 't have much time.

That sound. What was it?

You're gonna be weak
for several hours.

-lt actually happened.
-Don't worry.

You're still an Alpha.
But, as usual,

not a particularly competent one.

-Where is he?
-I wish I could tell you.

Then how about you tell
me what you're doing here,

and why you're helping me?

Helping your family actually used to
be a pretty important part of my life.

Helping you was a promise
I made to your mother.

You're the one my
sister talked about.

She said you're a kind of advisor?

She was right.

And I have some advice that you need
to listen to very closely right now.

What Peter managed to do
doesn't come without a price.

He'll be physically weak, so
he'll rely on the strength of
his intelligence, his cunning.

He's gonna come at you, Derek.

He'll try to twist his way inside your head,
preying on your insecurities.

He'll tell you that he's the only way
you can stop Gerard. Do not trust him.

I don't trust anyone.

I know.

If you did, you might be the
Alpha you like to think you are.

And unfortunately, the one person you
should trust doesn't trust you at all.

-Scott.
-He's with Stilinski right now.

You need to find him, you need
to find him as fast as you can.

I've known Gerard for a long time.

He always has a plan.

And something tells me...

It's going exactly the
way he wants it to.

She's on her way here.

Sheriff?

Matt? It's Matt, right?

Matt, whatever's going on,
I guarantee you there's a solution

that doesn't involve a gun.

You know, it's funny you say that,
because I don't think you're aware

of just how right you are.

I know you don't wanna hurt people.

Actually, I wanna
hurt a lot of people.

You three weren't on my list,

but I could be persuaded.

And one way is to try dialing

somebody on your cell phone,
like McCall is doing.

That could definitely
get someone hurt.

Everyone.

Now!

Come on.

Tighter.

Do what he says, Stiles.

What, are you gonna
kill everyone in here?

No, that's what Jackson's for.

I just think about killing them,
and he does it.

-Sweetheart.
-I don't wanna talk.

I understand. I'm not sure if
there's anything I can say.

I won't pretend to know
what you're going through.

Then leave.

Of course.

I just wanted to give you
something from your mother.

Partly because I couldn't help
noticing that things have been

kind of difficult between you two.

But it can wait.

What?

What is it?

No, really, sweetheart,
it can wait.

You get some rest.

What is it?

As you know,

your mother wrote a suicide note to
explain away our difficult situation

to the police.

She wrote this note
to explain it to you.

If I give this to you,
you have to destroy it immediately.

You burn it.

You promise?

Yes.

I want you to know she
asked me to read it.

I told her I shouldn't,

that it was private
between the two of you.

But she wanted my thoughts.

As I said before, I don't know
what you're going through.

I wasn't close to my own mother.

But reading this made me
sorry I hadn't tried to be.

Because if this were my mother,

if these words were written for me,

I don't know how I could sit still

until someone paid for her death.

Any pity I'd have for
Derek and his pack

would be burned on by a white-hot
desire for retribution,

or a kind of blood and destruction
that would have Derek and his wolves

howling not for mercy,
but for their own sweet deaths.

Deleted. And we're done.

And, so, Matt, since all the
people you brutally murdered

deserved it because they killed you first,
whatever that means,

we're good here, right?

I'll just get my dad, and we'll go,

you know, you continue on
the whole vengeance thing.

Enjoy the Kanima.

Sounds like your
mom's here, McCall.

Matt, don't do this.

When she comes to the door,
I'll just tell her to leave.

I'll tell her we
didn't find anything.

Please, Matt.

If you don't move,

now, I'm gonna kill Stiles first,

and then your mom.

Open it.

Please.

Open the door.

Oh, thank God.

This is the one controlling him?

This kid?

Well, Derek, not everyone's lucky
enough to be a big, bad werewolf.

Oh, yeah, that's right.
I've learned a few things lately.

Werewolves, hunters, Kanimas.

It's like a frickin' Halloween
party every full moon.

Except for you, Stiles.

What do you turn into?

Abominable snowman.

But, uh, it's more of, like,
a wintertime thing, you know, seasonal.

Hey!

You bitch.

Get him off of me.

Oh, I don't know, Derek.

I think you two make
a pretty good pair.

It must kinda suck, though,
to have all that power taken away from you

with just a little cut
to the back of the neck.

I bet you're not used to
feeling this helpless.

Still got some teeth. Why don't you
get down here a little closer, huh?

We'll see how helpless I am.

Yeah, bitch.

Is that her?

Do what I tell you to
and I won't hurt her.

I won't even let Jackson near her.

Scott, don't trust him!

This work better for you?

Hey, just stop! Stop!

Then do what I tell you to.

Okay.

All right.

Stop!

You, take him in there.

You...

With me.

Mom?

You scared me, where is every...

Mom, just do what he says.

He promised he wouldn't hurt you.

He's right.

Scott!

Stiles! What happened?

But I didn't say I
wouldn't hurt you.

-Wait, baby!
-Back, back!

Mom! Mom, stop, Mom!

I said get back.

Scott.

Mom, do it. Please, Mom.

Get up, McCall.

Matt! Matt, listen to me!

Shut up! Shut up!

Everybody shut the hell up!

Now, get up, or I shoot her next!

Please, he needs to see a doctor.

You think so?

Hey! Hey, you listen to me!

It's all right. I'm okay.

-No, honey, you're not okay.
-lt doesn't hurt, Mom.

'Cause that's the adrenaline, okay?

Please, let me... Let me just
take a look at him, okay?

I mean, I can help
stop the bleeding.

They have no idea, do they?

Please. Let me just
take a quick look.

Shut up! Shut up!

Lady, if you keep talking,
I'm gonna

put the next bullet
through his head.

Okay, okay.

Back to the front, McCall.

After you.

The evidence is gone.

-Why don't you just go?
-You think the evidence

mattered that much, huh?

No, no, I want the book.

What? What book?

The bestiary.

Not just a few pages,
I want the entire thing.

I don't have it.

It's Gerard's.

What do you want it for, anyway?

I need answers.

Answers to what?

To this.

-He wants the bestiary.
-That's not from Scott.

He wouldn't have texted me.

And he definitely wouldn't
have mentioned Derek.

The sheriff's station?

If Derek's really there,
I doubt it's willingly.

You think Jackson's there, too?

Maybe.

Maybe him and the
one controlling him.

How many do they keep on in a night shift?

Since budget cuts,
maybe four at the most.

My guess would be they're
either dead or paralyzed by now.

This might just be the confluence
of events we've been hoping for.

Confluence or conflagration?

I'm open to both.

What do we do now?

Maybe you should tell us.
That authority falls to you now.

-Not at her age.
-She's almost 18.

She knows there's a difference
between revenge and retribution.

Don't you, Allison?

Make the decision from a vantage
point of strategy over emotion,

and we'll follow your lead.

I want Terry dead.

What about Scott?

Scott's not the one who forced
my mother to kill herself.

He's not exactly an
innocent bystander either.

-You can't pick and choose.
-But I can prioritize.

And the priority
right now is Derek.

And what about the others?

Derek's pack?

If they try and protect him,

then we kill them.

All of them.

Hey.

You know what's happening to Matt?

You know, the book's
not gonna help him.

You can't just break the rules,
not like this.

What do you mean?

Universe balances things out.
Always does.

Is it because he's using Jackson to
kill people who don't deserve it?

-Killing people himself.
-So if Matt breaks the rules of the Kanima,

he becomes the Kanima?

Balance.

Will he believe us
if we tell him that?

Not likely.

Okay, he's gonna kill all of us
when he gets that book, isn't he?

Yep.

All right, so what do we do?

Do we just sit here
and wait to die?

Unless I can figure out a way to
push the toxin out of my body faster.

Like triggering the
healing process.

What? Oh, what are you doing?

Oh, gross.

There.

You know, I feel sorry
for you, McCall,

'cause right now, you're thinkin',

"How am I gonna explain this when it heals?"

And the sad part is, you don't
even realize how incredible it is

that you actually are healing.

'Cause you know what happens to
everyone else when they get shot?

They die.

Is that what happened to you?

You drowned, didn't you?

He shouldn't have let them drink.

What? Who? Matt, what do you mean?

Lahey!

He shouldn't have let them drink.

What? Who was drinking?

The swim team, you idiot!

I didn't know what was happening.

I didn't know they
had just won state,

and Lahey, he's letting his favorites come
over to have a couple drinks to celebrate.

Who cares if they're 17, right?

Were you at lsaac's?

He had this first edition Spider-Man,
or was it Batman?

And we were gonna make a trade.

But then I'm over there
and I hear music.

And everyone's having a good time,
and I see Sean.

He throws Jessica in the pool.

And then Bennett goes in and...

Bennett? What, the hunter?

And then Camden.

Isaac's jarhead brother,
he grabs me.

He thinks it's funny.

They threw you in.

I yelled that I can't swim,
but nobody listens.

I go under and I swallow water,

and no one cares.

And I see these bodies underwater.

I see Jessica's got her hands

down Sean's board shorts.

Tucker's grabbing Kara.

And I'm drowning.

I'm dying, and they're laughing.

All ofa sudden, I was just...

I'm lying by the pool.

And Lahey is right there,

right above me, and he says...

You tell no one!

He says, "You tell no one! "

This, this is your fault!

"This, this is your fault! "

You don't know how to swim?

"What little bastard
doesn't know how to swim?"

You say nothing!
You tell no one! No one!

And I didn't.

I didn't tell anyone.

And I would see them at school,

and they wouldn't even look at me.

I'd wake up in the
middle of the night.

I'd gasp for breath.

And my parents,
they thought I was asthmatic.

They even gave me an inhaler.

They didn't know that every time

I closed my eyes, I was drowning.

You know about that little white light
that they talk about, you see when you die?

Well, I didn 't see anything.

Just darkness.

Everything was dark.

But then... Then came
the Argent's funeral,

and everything changed.

Please!

I was taking some photos.

And then, purely by accident,

Lahey gets in one ofthe photos.

I look down at the screen on my camera,
and I just have this

unbelievable rage that fills up

inside of me, and I just...

I look at him, and l...

I wanna see him dead.

And the next day, he actually was.

You know, Einstein was right.

Imagination is more
important than knowledge.

It was like something
out of Greek mythology.

Like... Like the furies
coming down to punish Orestes.

You have no idea what I'm
talking about, do you?

Was he the guy who
stabbed out his eyes?

God, that's Oedipus, you dumbass!

The furies are
deities of vengeance.

Their tears ran of blood,
and they had snakes for hair.

If there was a crime
that had gone unpunished,

the furies would do the punishing.

Jackson is my fury.

When I saw him the next night,
it was like this bond

had been cemented
between the two ofus.

I knew he had killed Lahey for me,

and I knew he would do it again.

So I went to Tucker's garage.

I even paid for an oil change.

And guess what?

He didn't even recognize me.

So when he wasn't looking,

I took a shot of
him with my camera.

And in a few hours, he was dead.

Help!

So I took more pictures.

All I had to do was
take their picture.

And Jackson would take their life.

So is that hypothetical
situation we talked about

getting any less hypothetical?

I think so.

I can move my toes.

Dude, I can move my toes.

What is this?

What's that? What's going on?

I don't know.

Shakespeare wrote that love

is a smoke made with
the fume of sighs.

Let's give them some love.

Take him! Go!

Oh!

Don't move.

You know what I mean.

Allison.

Where's Derek?

What are you doing?

If you're not going to tell me,

then get out of my way.

Allison.

Where is he?

-What happened?
-Scott...

Scott, you need to stay
away from me right now.

You need to go.

Just stay out of my way.

You should've given me a chance.

'Cause remember how I said

I'm not the kind of guy who would

say something like,

"Well, if I can't have her,
no one can"?

It's not totally true because,

Allison, if I can't have you,

no one can!

-God!
-Come on! Come on!

Come on, you can do it.

Matt?

Matt, please, listen to me.

My son has been shot,
and I've heard other gunfire,

and I don't know what's happening,
but can you please just let me see my son?

How totally clueless
are you people?

Oh, God, Scott?

Scott, you okay?

Scott?

No!

What are you doing here?
It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Trust me, I'm aware of that.

I've done everything
that you've asked of me.

I'm part of Derek's pack, I've given you
all the information that you wanted,

I told you Matt was
controlling Jackson...

And leave him to us.

Help your friends.

Leave Matt and Jackson to me.

Deal with your mother.

Go!

-You dropped this.
-Go!

No longer afraid of the water?

Well, you don't have to be
afraid of anything, my friend.

Especially me.