Character: Stiles Stilinski. Page 2

- We get out of here, okay?
- You can't. It's too dangerous.
- Lydia, please shut up and let me save your life.

The ten-year plan to fall in love with Lydia, probably have to stretch another fifteen years, but the plan is still in action.

I always thought that between us there is some connection... Silent, of course.

- She can sense when someone is close to death.
- And she can feel that I am going to kill?
I don't know...

If you touch one of the beautiful amber hair on her head, I'll turn your little wolf ass into a fur coat and give it to her for birthday.

- How did you do that?
- I read somewhere that holding your breath stops panic. I kissed you and you held your breath.
- Did I do it?
- Yes, you did.
- Thanks for the idea.

You don't care about the pain. But you know what I will feel I? I would be devastated. And if you die, I'll go with your fucking mind. You see, death doesn't happen to you, Lydia. It happens to everyone around you? With all those people standing at your funeral and think about how they live the rest of my life without you.

- We still need them.
- We will always need them.
And, you know, you... I need you. You know it.
- I also need you.
- I'll miss you.
- They still need us.
- They'll always need us.
- And, you know, I... I need you. You know that.
- I need you too.
- I'm gonna miss you.

- Stiles... these keys are not from the jeep.
Well, this from your house, another from your room, this is the main key, from school, from veterinary clinics, key to the Sheriff's station... Just thought you should have all the duplicates that I secretly did. So...
- Stiles... these aren't the keys to the Jeep.
- Well, that's one to your house, another to your room, it's the master key to the school, Animal Clinic, key to the Sheriff's station... Just figured you should have all the copies I secretly made. So...

- You know she [Lydia] began teaching at MIT in the third year? How is this even possible?
She is a genius.
- The real question is how you got into the University of California at Davis?
- How you got into George Washington?
I do not know. Your father. A big shot from the FBI called to a small training program with the FBI.
- You know she's starting MIT as a Junior? How do you even do that?
- She's a genius.
- Real question is how'd you get into UC Davis?
- How did you get into George Washington?
- I don't know. Your dad. The big FBI pops made a call to the little pre-FBI program.

I'll leave you with this [Stiles gives Scott the Scotch]. You know, do her [the car] hurt, and I will kill you.
- I am sure that it [the jeep] you don't need?
- All okay. Lydia will take me to Washington. She wants to help me enter the Dorm, so...
- I leave you with this. You know, hurt her and I'll kill you.
- You sure you won't need it?
- It's okay. Lydia's gonna drive me down to D.C. She wants to help me move into my dorm, so...

Love you guys.
Love you, guys.

- I can't believe that we are no longer in school. Feels like nothing has changed.
[Stiles looks at Lydia smiling at him]
- Everything changed.
- I can't believe we're not in high school anymore. Kind of feels like nothing's really changed.
- Everything's changed.

- You can't treat your mother.
- You're not my mother.
- You shouldn't treat your mother that way.
- You're not my mother.