trouble - teen wolf

REQUIRED READING

FLASHFORWARD-- BEACON HILLS MEMORIAL HOSPITAL, END OF EPISODE

SCOTT: Ughhhhh...

MELISSA: Come on! Come on, honey, let's go.

MELISSA: Okay... sorry...

YN : Wait... What is that?

MELISSA: A bronchodilator. It'll work.

MELISSA: Malia, come on! RUN!

SCOTT: We never should have read that book...

BEACON HILLS HIGH SCHOOL

[A fleet of Sheriff's cruisers with their lights flashing have arrived at the school, including Deputy Clark and Sheriff Stilinski. The deputies, all carrying flashlights to help them see through the night's darkness, walk toward the lacrosse field, where one of the male deputies flips on the field lights. Stilinski is seen standing in the middle of the field, where eight holes have been dug in a tight formation]

BEACON COUNTY SHERIFF'S STATION

STILINSKI: Chimeras.

STILES: Two dead Chimeras--

MALIA: --And eight new ones--

THOMAS : So, that's ten in all.

STILINSKI: I'm thinking maybe eleven...

STILINSKI: Our station tech guys confirmed something for me... They said both the holding cell lock and cameras could have malfunctioned because of something electromagnetic. You said that, uh, these guys--

MALIA: --Dread Doctors--

STILINSKI: [exasperatedly] Are we really calling them that?

MALIA: So, they broke Donovan out?

STILINSKI: It's how they got into Eichen, isn't it?

MALIA: Donovan's a Chimera.

STILINSKI: Yeah, but... Is he a failure like Lucas and Tracy?

MALIA: If he is, he's probably dead.

STILINSKI: Not until I've seen a body.

STILINSKI: You both are uncharacteristically quiet...

STILES: Yeah... Sorry, I'm, uh... I'm just trying to think about it. Uh... These are all teenagers, right? So, now shouldn't we be trying to figure out why these teenagers?

THOMAS : If the Dread Doctors, if they went through all that-- burying them, killing them, breaking one of them out of jail...

STILINSKI: They couldn't have been chosen at random.

MALIA: They had to have something in common.

STILINSKI: Something that made them right for this experiment.

STILES: Something that made them special.

PARRISH'S APARTMENT

PARRISH: Arms up. This way, you can block attacks to your face and your head while always keeping your eyes on your enemy.

PARRISH: Ready?

PARRISH: It's all right. You're not going to be perfect after only a few tries.

LYDIA: I'm okay. Keep going.

PARRISH: You sure? Maybe we should stop after a few.

LYDIA: Why?

PARRISH: I don't want your stitches to get un-stitched.