Character: Scott McCall

- You know what they're checking, right? This is called temporal-frontal dementia. Individual parts of the brain begin to shrink. My mom had that. This is the only form of dementia that is possible in a teenager. And it's not curable.
- Stiles, if you find it, we'll come up with something. I'll come up with something.

- Do you feel how strong the smell is here? Ever heard of chemossignals? Signals that convey emotions. Even our sweat can exude anger, fear, or disgust. Take a deep breath and tell me how you feel.
- Tension.
- And anxiety.
- What was he doing here?
- I don't know. But he definitely had some kind of struggle here.
- With whom?
- With myself.

- With myself.

- It's smarter.

- In short, there are four.
- Four suspects?!
- Yes, although at first there were ten -- Actually nine, I'm just Derek thought twice.

- I trust you.
Why?
- Because you're always trying to do the right thing.
Normally, I have no idea what I'm doing.

- I haven't told?
- Why do you think that I'm always hiding something?
- Because you always hide!

I'll have to punish you, and I'll do it. You're under house arrest.
- What about work?
Okay, outside of work. And no TV.
- He's broken.
- Then no computer.
I need it for my classes.
- Then no... No Stiles!

- Remember how I almost killed you and Jackson? I was the one who stopped me. And he doesn't.
- He is guilty.
It doesn't matter. If we can save him, then you need to try.

What if it's the same as me?
- Scott, via that girl's been more than a gigawatt of electricity. It is not like you.

- How do we know it's not her?
- I saw the eyes of the beasts and saw in the bottom of pure evil. And the eyes of Lydia, I see fifty percent evil, well, maybe sixty, and on good days not more than forty.

- They're all.. special?
- Some. Some are even capable of such, you wouldn't believe. And let only other people, but it kompensiruet, the fact that they are extremely intelligent or very good in battle.
- Who are they?
My friends. My pack. And you can be with us if you want. But you'll have to fight.
Against Monroe?
And all its followers.
- She said she'd find me. That will hunt down and kill me. She didn't care how old I am. She said I was a monster.
- You're not a monster. You're a werewolf. As I.

- We all have history.
In my all dead.
Yes. But you can't.

- Are you okay?
- Remember what I said? When we couldn't breathe?
- You mean, about the trip to France?
- I mean about what I haven't done yet, but still want to do.
Yes.
- This is one of them.