3x01 - Tattoo+Transcripts


3a:1 - Tattoo






- Braeden drags body over wet payment -




- Braeden jumpstarts Isaac -


BRAEDEN: Stay with me! We’re almost there.

ISAAC: My neck...

BRAEDEN: From their claws.  It’s how they share memories.

ISAAC: But I don’t remember anything.

BRAEDEN: It’s also how they steal them. Listen to me. No matter what happens, you hold on. Okay?  You hold on tight.


ISAAC: I hear something.  Something’s coming. FASTER!


-twins attack motorcycle-


ISAAC: There’s two of them!


-Near miss with a truck -




-park bike-


BRAEDEN: Remember what I said before?

ISAAC: Hold on?

BRAEDEN: Hold on!


- alpha twin powers activate!-


ISAAC: Woah!


-bike crashes through window wall-


BRAEDEN: Isaac! Stay with me! Isaac!


- Braeden puts down the bike-


- alpha twin striptease powers activate! -


BRAEDEN: Isaac! Get down!


- Braeden tasers the alpha twins and they disappear -


BRAEDEN: I thought I told you to hold on.














Tattoo guy: Boy, good thing you drew me a picture.

STILES: Hey Scott! Sure you don’t want something like this? Too soon? Kay. I don’t know, man, you sure about this? These things are pretty permanent, you know?

SCOTT: I’m not changing my mind.

STILES: Okay. But why two bands?

SCOTT: I just like it.

STILES: But don’t you think your first tattoo should have some sort of meaning you know or something?

SCOTT: Getting a tattoo means something.

STILES: I don’t think that’s -

Tattoo Guy: He’s right. Tattooing goes back thousands of years.  The Tahitian word tatau means leave a mark. Like a rite of passage.

SCOTT: Yeah, ya see? He gets it.

STILES: He’s covered in tattoos, Scott.  Literally.

Tattoo guy:  Kay, you ready?  You, uhm, ain’t got any problems with needles do ya?

SCOTT: Nope.

STILES: I tend to get a little squeamish though so...


- Stiles faints like a precious flower -


SCOTT: Oh, man...






STILES: You okay?

SCOTT: Kinda burns.

STILES: Yes. You just had your skin stabbed about a hundred thousand times by a- a needle.

SCOTT: Yeah, but I don’t think it’s supposed to feel like this.


- Intense pain attacks Scott -


SCOTT: Oh god no! It’s definitely not supposed to feel like this.

STILES: Uh oh. Hey-

SCOTT:  I gotta take it off.

STILES: Nonono no Scott please... stop!  


- Scott removes tattoo wrap -



SCOTT: Oh no. What? Nono come on...


- Scott’s tattoo disappears -


SCOTT: It healed.

STILES: Ah... Thank god. I hated it. Sorry.





LYDIA: It is not a double date. It is a group thing.

ALLISON: Do they know it’s a group thing? ‘Cause I told you that i’m not ready to get back out there.

LYDIA: You were in France and didn’t do any dating? For four months!

ALLISON: Did you? I mean after -

LYDIA: Do not say his name.

ALLISON: Is he okay? I mean, did everything work out?

LYDIA: The doctors looked like total idiots when he turned up alive. Everyone got over it. And yes, Derek taught him the Werewolf 101. Like how Not to randomly kill people during the full moon.

ALLISON: So then you’ve talked to him?

LYDIA: Uh... Not since he left for London.

ALLISON: You mean since his dad moved him to London.

LYDIA: Whatever.  He left. And seriously? An American Werewolf in London? Like that’s not going to be a disaster.

ALLISON: So you’re - you’re totally over him?

LYDIA: Would I be going on a double date if I wasn’t?

ALLISON: - laughs -

LYDIA: Yes. It is a double date. It’s not an orgy.  

ALLISON: - laughs -

LYDIA: You’ll live.





SCOTT: No, we - we agreed to give each other the summer. No texts, no calls...

STILES: So then how do you know she won’t be back at school then?

SCOTT: After everything that happened, I’m not sure that she’s coming back at all.

STILES: I think she is.  I’d say pretty definite. You know.  Like, one hundred percent.

SCOTT: OH my God oh-







ALLISON: OH my God oh my god oh my god oh my god. I can’t see him. Not now.






SCOTT: Can we just drive? Please? Stiles-

STILES: Scott, it’s a red light -






ALLISON: Lydia! Go! Just go!

LYDIA: The light-







STILES: I think we should talk to her. I think we should say something.


STILES: I’m gonna say something. Say hi-

SCOTT: NoNo Stiles No Come on. Oh my god. Dude.

STILES: Hi! Hey...


- Lydia peels out -


STILES: You know. They probably didn’t see us.






ALLISON: - relieved sigh -

LYDIA: You alright?






SCOTT: What are you doing?

STILES: Driving.

SCOTT: We’re right behind them!

STILES: Okay. Well, do you see any turns?

SCOTT: I don’t want it to look like we’re following them.

STILES: Well what do you want me to do?

SCOTT: I dunno! Anything!


- Stiles stops the car -






ALLISON: Lydia, stop.  We need to go back.  I need to talk to him.


- Lydia stops the car -


LYDIA: They stopped too.

ALLISON: Why would they stop?

LYDIA: It’s Stiles and Scott. Do you really wanna try applying logic to those two?

ALLISON: Maybe we should go back-


- STAG ATTACK and screaming -






SCOTT: Are you okay?

LYDIA: It came out of nowhere!

STILES: Are you hurt?

LYDIA: It ran right into us.

SCOTT: Are you okay?

ALLISON: I’m okay.

LYDIA: Well I’m not okay! I am totally freaking out! How the hell did that thing just run into us? I saw it’s eyes right before it hit us.  It was like it was... it was like it was crazy.

SCOTT: No it was scared.


- Scott touches stag in the window -


SCOTT: Actually. Terrified.






MELISSA: Hey wait- wait a minute.  I know this one.  What happened, Isaac?

ISAAC: Listen to me. The girl. Alright. She’s worse.

MELISSA: What? Are you not healing?

ISAAC: I will. Will you just - Just help her please!

MELISSA: Okay- can you take him? Alright, take him.

MELISSA: Hey. Heyheyhey hey-

BRAEDEN: Find him. I have to find him.

MELISSA: What are you saying?

BRAEDEN: I have to- I have to tell him-


BRAEDEN: The alpha.  Find the alpha.

MELISSA: What do you want with Derek Hale?



orderly: Okay, let’s get her out of here.

BRAEDEN: Not Hale. McCall. Scott McCall.






-- books in the stack Scott is reading from:

Call of the Wild - Jack London.

A Farewell to Arms- Hemingway.

Great Expectations - Dickens.  

The Longest Journey- Forster.

Absalom, Absalom! - William Faulkner.  

For whom the bell tolls - Hemingway.

The Sea Wolf -  London.

Soldier’s Pay -  Faulkner.

White Fang - London.  

The Snows of Kilmanjaro and Others. - Hemingway


- And he still has a Scott <3 Allison computer desktop. ---


Computer: Beep!

SCOTT: Ephemeral. Lasting for a short time. Transient. Momentary.  

SCOTT: - notices vanished tattoo. -

SCOTT: Ephemeral.






CHRIS:  You ready?


CHRIS: You know, you can wait till tomorrow if you wanted. I know that the first day can be tough.

ALLISON: I’m alright.

CHRIS: Yeah?


CHRIS: Or you could wait a week if that would make things easier.

ALLISON: I promised Lydia that I would drive her since her car was wrecked so I should probably go.







STILES: You know how many vehicle accidents in the last year involved deer. Two hundred forty-seven thousand.

SHERIFF: Ah god. Please go to school.

STILES: But that’s crossing the road.  This one last night came right down the middle.

SHERIFF: I’m not gonna beg you.

STILES: Kay, good. I’m impervious to your influence anyway.

SHERIFF: Would you consider a bribe?

STILES: Couldn’t meet my price.

SHERIFF: Extortion.

STILES: Got nothin’ on me.


STILES: Dad.  What’re you doin?  Dad. What’re you doin? What’re you - ahhhck!







- Lydia borrows Distraction’s jacket -


Distraction: Looks good on you.


- Lydia removes jacket. -


Distraction: So do you think we could go on a real date some time?


Distraction: Uhh.  Can we have sex again?



- Lydia grabs purse and walks out. -






- Scott shows up on the bike and parks next to other bikes. -






STILES: You wanna ask Derek for help? Why? Why?

SCOTT: He’s got the triskele tattooed on his back. So there has to be a way to do it without healing, right?

STILES: Yeah. But still. Doesn’t he have his hands a little full?


Principal: Look. These are the applications for the career advisor. I need them sorted. And whatever happened to the library while I was gone, I want it cleared up. And what the hell is this?


- principal holds up a sword from the desk -


STILES: Go. Go, Go-go.







LYDIA: Freshmen. Tons and tons of fresh men.

ALLISON: You mean fresh boys. Lydia, they’re fourteen.

LYDIA: Meh, some are more mature than others.

ALLISON: You know, it’s okay to be single.  Focus on yourself for a little while. Work on becoming a better person.

LYDIA: Allison, I love you. So if you need to do that thing where we talk about me and pretend like we’re not actually talking about you... it’s totally fine.  But I don't’ want a boyfriend. I want a distraction.


- The twins do the Badass Walk of Fame -


ALLISON: Brothers?

LYDIA: Twins.







- Braeden wakes up gasping -





MELISSA: Yeah. Yeah. It’s healing. Visibly. Wow. They can’t see this. Nobody can see this.

ISAAC: Alright. Cover it. Cover it up.

MELISSA: I don’t - I don’t think that’s going to matter.  I mean, you’re scheduled for surgery. Which is obviously going to be very confusing for a lot of people.

ISAAC: Kay, can you do - do something?

MELISSA: Me do something? I’m relatively new to all of this and there’s a sheriff’s deputy that’s stationed right outside the door.

ISAAC: Have you tried calling Derek?

MELISSA: Like five times. Do you have any other emergency werewolf contacts?

ISAAC: Yeah.  Call Scott.







SHERIFF: Believe me sir, I understand, but you have to understand me - Excuse me. Hey- Hey, Melissa.  


SHERIFF: Can-can you help me out here?


SHERIFF: Since the amnesiac in 215 can’t tell us anything, I need the girl with the modified military stun gun in 216 to answer a few questions.

MELISSA: That’s kind of unlikely since she’s heavily sedated.


- Braeden starts working on her IV -


SHERIFF: Right. Well when she, uh, she un-sedates. Will you give me a call? ‘cause she’s got about ten-grand worth of property damage to answer for and I don’t want her just walkin’ outta here.








ALLISON: Is anyone-

SCOTT: No. NononoNo, it’s all you. All yours. Uh, it’s totally vacant.


- everyone’s cell phones go off in a chorus of uber-polite technology -


BLAKE: “The offing was barred by a black bank of clouds and the tranquil waterway, leading to the uttermost ends of the earth, flowed somber under an overcast sky, seemed to lead into the heart of an immense darkness.”  This is the last line to the first book we are going to read.  It is also the last text you will receive in this class. Phones off, everyone.

- and we see Blake’s cell phone number ends in 3476 as Scott turns off his phone -






MELISSA: Oh come on, Scott. Come on. Pick up.


- Kali being a creeper in Isaac’s room -


KALI: Hello Isaac.


KALI: How are we feeling?

ISAAC: Good. Listen, I think I could probably just- What is that?

KALI: Just an anesthetic. We don’t want you getting in the way again.  Count along with me, Isaac.  One.  Two. Three.







- note passing happens between former lovebirds as the principal talks to Blake -


BLAKE: Mr. McCall.


- exit to hallway -


BLAKE: I’m sure it’s an emergency if your mother needs you to leave school. But I’m going to give you a warning, in the nicest possible way.  I am well aware of your attendance record. I don’t want to see you slip back into old habits.

SCOTT: I won’t. It’s gonna be different this year.

BLAKE: Resolutions are only good if you stick with them, Scott.

SCOTT: I will. I promise it won’t be ephemeral.







- Braeden has disappeared and Kali is not pleased -







STILES: Hey. Lydia.  What is that?  Is that from the accident?

LYDIA: No. Prada bit me.

STILES: Your dog?

LYDIA: No, my designer handbag. Yes, my dog.

STILES: Has it ever bitten you before?

LYDIA: Nuhuh. -negative sound-word of choice-

STILES: Okay. What if it’s like the same thing as the deer? Ya know, like,how animals start acting weird right before an earthquake or something?

LYDIA: Meaning what? That there’s gonna be an earthquake?

STILES: Or something. I just- maybe it means something’s coming. Something bad.

LYDIA: It was a deer and a dog. What’s that thing you say about threes - once, twice...


- Bird hits window behind Lydia and all hell breaks loose in 3... 2... 1... -


BLAKE: Get down! Everyone! Get down! Get down! Get down!







SCOTT: Why didn’t you tell me before?

MELISSA: Honestly, I was hoping I didn’t have to.

SCOTT: What d’you mean?

MELISSA: Everything that you’ve been doing. The extra reading, the summer school... Saving up for the bike even though it scares me half to death, I - Honey, I just didn’t want to disrupt a good rhythm.

SCOTT: It’s not gonna stop. I’m gonna be better this year. A better student, a better son, a better friend, a better everything. I promise.

MELISSA: Okay.  He’s in room 215 if he isn’t already in surgery.

SCOTT: Thank you.







DUKE: Could you hit the button for the second floor please?






Surgeon: What the hell is this? Someone want to explain this to me?







DUKE: You wouldn’t mind helping me out for a second would you?

SCOTT: Uhhm... sure.







Surgeon: Here’s an idea. Why don’t you wheel this joker out of here and get somebody that actually needs to be operated on. Now! I’m gonna go smoke.







ENNIS: Don’t you realize what you’re dealing with? I’m an alpha.

DEREK: So am I.


- Derek tosses the alpha-pack alpha away like a rag doll -


DEREK: Aren’t you supposed to be in school?







STILES: Miss Blake? You okay? Sorry, just- that.

CHRIS: Next time you’re feeling you want to stay home, you stay home.

ALLISON: I’m okay. But Dad, the deer and now this.

CHRIS: I know, I know.

ALLISON: It can’t be a coincidence.

SHERIFF: Mr. Argent.  You wouldn’t have any insight into this would you?


SHERIFF: Yeah, it’s all this bizarre animal behavior, it’s uh... You must have seen something like this before, right?

CHRIS: Not sure why I would or why you would think I would.

SHERIFF: I’m sorry. I could have sworn I overheard my son talking about how you were an experienced hunter.

CHRIS: Uh, right. Well not anymore.

SHERIFF: You alright?






STILES: - on phone - We got a serious problem at school. Miss Blake’s class was hit-

SCOTT: Well can you tell me about it later?

STILES: - on phone - Uh, nope, pretty sure this qualifies for immediate discussion.

SCOTT: Alright then meet me at Derek’s.

STILES: - on phone - Derek’s house? What - what the hell you doin’ at Derek’s house?

SCOTT: Just meet us here, okay?


SCOTT: You don’t still live here do you?

DEREK: No. The county took it over. But there’s something here that I need. It’ll help heal a wound from an alpha.

SCOTT: Yeah but it did heal.

DEREK: Not on the inside.

SCOTT: Hey. Are you gonna tell me who that was back there? That alpha?

DEREK: A rival pack. It’s my problem. I know you wanna help and ya did, I owe ya one. Now go home. Go back to being a teenager.


SCOTT: Uh. Hey Derek. If you wanna repay back that favor now... there is something you can do for me.







LYDIA: Is it me or is Beacon Hills turning into something more like Beacon for the totally bizarre and supernatural?

BRAEDEN: Where’s Scott McCall?  You’re Allison, right?

ALLISON: Yeah. How do you know me-

BRAEDEN: Where’s Scott?

ALLISON: He had to leave. He’s supposed to be back in class-

BRAEDEN: Is he coming back?

LYDIA: Hey! Easy with the physicality, Sweetheart-


LYDIA: Well she bruised me.

ALLISON: Huh. Me too.

CHRIS: Come on. Let’s get the two of you girls outta here. School can wait another day. Sweetheart. Hey.  You don’t have to worry about this anymore. Remember our agreement. We stay in Beacon Hills, but only if we stay outta this. It’s not our problem now. Kay?







SHERIFF: We’ve had fifteen calls in the past hour. I got a suicidal deer, birds flying through windows, pets behaving aggressively.  I - I gotta tell ya, I’m starting to think there’s something in the water.

DEATON: To be honest, I was going to give you a call about an incident of my own. At first I thought I might have had a break in. Some sick individual looking to release some particularly violent impulse. Until I got a closer look and realized what actually happened. They did it to themselves.







DEREK: Yeah, I see it.  Two bands, right?

SCOTT: Yeah.

DEREK: What does it mean?

SCOTT: I dunno. It’s just something I traced with my fingers.

DEREK: Why’s it so important to you?

SCOTT: Do you know what the word tattoo means?

STILES: To mark something.

SCOTT: That’s in Tahitian.  In Samoan it means Open Wound. I knew I wanted to get a tattoo when I turned eighteen. I always wanted one. I just decided to get it now to make it kind of a reward.

DEREK: For what?

SCOTT: For not calling or texting Allison all summer. Even when I really wanted to. Even when it was so hard not to sometimes. I was trying to give her the space she wants. Now I’m four months later, it still hurts. Still feels like a, uh...

STILES: Like an open wound.

SCOTT: Yeah.

DEREK: Pain’s gonna be worse than anything you’ve ever felt.

STILES: Oh. That’s great.

SCOTT: Do it.

STILES: Oh. Wow. That’s- that’s a lot for me. So. I’m gonna take that as my cue. I’ll - I’m actually gonna wait outside.

DEREK: Nope. Need help holdin’m down.

STILES: Oh my god.

DEREK: Hold him!


-- black out on Scott’s eyes going yellow as he screams in pain --


SCOTT: It worked.


-- Braeden fight --


STILES: Well. Looks pretty damn permanent now.

SCOTT: Yeah.  Kinda need something permanent. Everything that’s happened to us. Everything just changes so fast. Everything’s so, uh... ephemeral.

STILES: Studying for the PSATs?



SCOTT: You painted the door. Why’d you paint the door?

DEREK: Go home, Scott.

SCOTT: Why only one side?

DEREK: Scott!


--Braeden fight --


SCOTT: The birds at school. The deer last night. Just like the deer when I got bit by the alpha.  How many are there?

DEREK: A pack of ‘em.  An alpha pack.

STILES: All of them? How does that even work?

DEREK: I hear there’s some kind of a leader.  He’s called Deucalion.  


-- Braeden fight --


DEREK: We know they have Boyd and Erica.  Peter, Isaac and I have been looking for them for the last four months.

SCOTT: So you find them.  How do you deal with an alpha pack?

DEREK: With all the help I can get.

ISAAC: Where is she? Where’s the girl?

DEREK: What girl?   






DUKE: Beautiful. But defiant, aren’t you?

BRAEDEN: Because I know something.  I know you’re afraid of him.

DUKE: Of a teenaged boy?

BRAEDEN: Of the man he’ll become.

DUKE: I’m aware of a certain potential threat.  But then someone once taught me a very smart way to eliminate threat.  Get someone else to do it for you.








LYDIA: This one. It’s perfect.

ALLISON: I dunno. I’m still thinking maybe a shade of blue. Lydia, look.