Character: Liam

We do not see the present, because it is only written. And the future, and even more so - it has not yet been written.

- Hey Ruby. Everything is fine?
- You what?
- Nothing. I wanted to give you this (socks) as a sign of reconciliation.
- What about you?
- You know, I have another pair and you don't. The donut always says that the limbs freeze first.
- Well, it's spring, so...
- Yes... yes, but you know. Take it, then nothing will happen.
- Oh my gosh, Ruby. Finally take those socks. Do you see the guy suffering?
- Yes shut up you.
- You're just Don Giovanni. Will you teach me to your adopters?
- I'll leave them here.
- Yes, okay... Liam?
- Huh?
- Thanks.

We are three hours spent watching him play video games in his room. Better would he then concealed the consequences of mass murder.

What? I love history.
I'm impressed.

- Is impressive. says Liam. If you don't carry it, we will remain prisoners of the diet. Always have been and will be...

- You see this? These lines correspond to the telluric currents.
- Stiles talked to Lydia they looked for their intersection.
Apparently... it's here.
But they never found him. They searched exhaustively, but found only that the Nemeton must want to be found.
- Goes to find it, it's a supernatural tree itself must want it?
Yes.
Holy crap. It is necessary to make a copy.
[Liam pulls the sheet from the book]

I hate to remind you about the bad, but Scott is still not healed after the incident with Theo.
- He was healed.
- It is. It happened when we pulled Lydia out of the House Echo. I have been healed. When we got back together. When we become one flock.
- You have no beast of the pack.
- Unlike us.

Werewolf... a werewolf-coyote... Fox... a Banshee?
- Kitsune, but Fox works too.
- Who are you?
Well... some time I was possessed by an evil spirit... very angry.
- And now?
- Normal.

- I was just trying to do the right thing.
- You already do.
Yeah, but did something completely wrong.
- Hayden is alive, and all that was before, whatever.
- And it should be. I feel like I should do something more than just apologize.
Actually you even didn't.
- At my old school... in Davenport... I had a fight with a guy... knocked out two of his teeth. Then I was forced to write a letter of apology. We both knew it meant nothing, and that sooner or later we will again fight. Not enough for me just to apologize. I have to do something. For example, to save your life.
Don't worry, I'm sure the chance will be.

- I told you that we are on the same side.
- Maybe to punch you between your legs to remind you that it is not?
- I love this guy.

In therapy, we learn why the path in our mind is so complicated, why we fucked up. And even if we go out into the real world, the problem will remain. Because we are all on the same path and make the same choice. People don't change.

- It's not that we don't trust you.
- I don't trust you.
But after the last full moon...
- It was only one puncture.
- Puncture. A lot of people called the police with a message about the monstrous dog, running naked through the streets of beacon hills. You're talking about the puncture?
- Why were you naked?
- That night it was very hot, okay?

He is very possessive about his things. Some call it greedy, but I believe that it is simply economic.

And the prize in this game is... freedom.