THE MUTE: Hello, Sean. I just killed your family. Do you want to die like them? Begging for your life? Or, do you want to fight?
THE MUTE: I'll give you some help. Wrap a towel around your fist. Smash the mirror. Use one of the shards to defend yourself.
THE MUTE: Go ahead. I'm waiting.
THE MUTE: Are you ready, Sean? Because here I come.
DEREK'S LOFT
PETER: That table's Italian.
BRAEDEN: [shrugging] So are these boots.
BRAEDEN: Are we going to talk interior design and fashion, or are we going to talk numbers?
PETER: [scoffing] We're hiring you to find Kate, not assassinate the president.
BRAEDEN: I was hired by the Calaveras to find Kate. You're hiring me to find her first. Going against the Calaveras is what's going to cost you.
DEREK: [impatiently] We'll pay. Just find Kate. That's all we want.
PETER: Are you insane?
DEREK: We don't have a choice. We spent a week looking for her, and came up with nothing.
PETER: If we don't find out who told Kate about the vault, we don't get those bonds back. What do you think I'm gonna do then, huh? Get a job? My resume is slightly out of date! We got robbed, Derek. Robbed!
DEREK: RAWRRRRRRR!
PETER: [anxiously] Oh... that's a new look for you.
PETER: What happened to your eyes?
DEREK: I don't know... But I'm willing to pay to find out.
BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL
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STILES: Of course you're still the team captain. You got your grades up, just like Coach told you to, right?
SCOTT: Yeah, but he never told me I was back on the team-- he just told me to show up at try-outs today. Wait a minute YN did you get a haircut?
YN: No I just painted the tips invisible .Of course I got a haircut. We got bigger things to deal with, anyway. Did you tell Argent yet?
SCOTT: Uh, I texted him, but he didn't get back to me...
