- THEO: Previously on - Teen Wolf...
- GERARD: Deputy, it's time - you and your alter ego,
had a proper introduction.
Whoever's lurking
inside the Beast
is wearing a size 10
- with Parrish's - blood on the sole.
- Are you saying that - thing's going to be
out there tonight?
- MASON: I'm saying... - People are going to die.
- Did you find what you - were looking for?
THEO: No.
- But I found something that - would answer the question.
- DEUCALION: Who is the Beast? - (ROARING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(EXPLOSIONS)
(BOTH PANTING)
(GROANS)
(PANTING)
(GRUNTING)
SEBASTIEN: "Dear Marie-Jeanne,
"I wish I had better
news to report.
- "But even with the support - of our Indian allies,
"we are losing this
war to the British.
- "We have heard news - that Montreal has fallen.
"Marcel and I have
both suffered injuries.
"All that keeps us alive
is the hope of seeing
our home again,
- "and of seeing you, - my sister."
(RAIN POURING)
(THUNDER CRACKLING)
(PANTING)
(MARCEL GROANING)
(DOGS BARKING)
You can't be here.
- (THUNDER CRACKLING) - Stay back.
You don't understand.
- You've come - to the wrong place to hide.
Quiet.
- COLETTE: There's something - out there.
- Something other than - the British soldiers.
What do you mean other?
A creature of the night.
Don't listen to her.
A shapeshifter.
A demon.
What kind?
Sebastien...
What kind of demon?
A Demon-Wolf.
(THUNDER CRACKLING)
- (GROWLING) - (LOUD FOOTSTEPS)
(ROARS)
(SCREAMING)
(SCREAMS)
(SHOUTING) Open the door!
(SCREAMING)
- For God's sake, - open the door!
Please!
Open!
Help!
- (ROARING) - (SCREAMING)
- GERARD: That letter would - eventually find its way
into the hands
of a young woman.
- A skilled hunter who would - later face the Beast
- armed with nothing more - than a steel-tipped pike.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
GERARD: She would be
known by history
as the Maid of Gevaudan.
But her real name
was Marie-Jeanne.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
- Maybe someone - should resurrect her.
Don't leave.
- My dreams - aren't like yours, Lydia.
- I'm not just - a harbinger of death.
I'm the cause of it.
- Jordan... - Let him go.
Why?
Because as much
as we believe Parrish
could take on the Beast...
(INHALES DEEPLY)
- ...neither of us think - he's our only hope
at stopping it.
What do you mean?
We think there's another.
You.
- (PEOPLE SCREAMING) - (HAYDEN GASPS)
(BEAST ROARING)
Come on, come on.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
The desk, the desk!
(LIAM SCREAMING)
STILES: Okay, okay.
- Liam. - (GRUNTING) I'm okay.
I'm fine.
(PANTING)
(GASPS)
What? Is it bad?
- No. - STILES: Very.
HAYDEN:
Okay. Okay.
(COUGHING)
- What do you guys - usually do when this happens?
Oh, I usually pass out.
- And I think I still - might do that.
Stiles!
Okay, okay.
STILES: Okay.
Scott did this with pain.
He could trigger it.
Pain makes you human.
He's already in pain.
- Right, okay, but maybe - adding a little more
- could help take - away the pain.
(GROANING)
Take away his pain.
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
- Okay, next time - I'll kiss him.
(CHUCKLES)
Marie-Jeanne was a lot
like you, Lydia.
Skeptical of her
own abilities.
- And once, actually, just as - skeptical of the supernatural.
(OPENS DOOR)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(LAUGHING)
(BOLT WHIZZES)
Merci, Marie-Jeanne.
Don't give up hope.
- BERNARD: Her name - was Agnes Mourgues.
She was eleven-years-old.
Eleven.
Torn limb from limb.
- There wasn't enough of her - left for a proper burial.
I am well aware.
- TOLBERT: I'm also aware - that every new report
conflicts with the last.
- Some say it is - part hyena, part wolf.
It has red fur, black fur,
- cloven hooves, - a stripe down its back.
We know it kills at night.
- It targets - the head and neck.
This we know for sure.
It won't stop.
- Where the wolf finds a lamb, - there he seeks another.
- But it never eats its victims. - It kills for sport.
No animal kills for sport.
This is no animal.
Tell that to the King.
I have word he may send
a contingent of his own
professional hunters.
Until then,
we can use volunteers
for a hunting party.
- Especially, - someone to lead it.
- SEBASTIEN: - Why ask for a volunteer?
- We all know who the best - hunter is in Gevaudan.
Marie-Jeanne Valet.
My sister.
Bastard! (CHUCKLES)
(LAUGHS)
(SPEAKING FRENCH)
- Good to have you - back, Marcel.
- Don't worry, - my friend.
- You still have a job. - (CHUCKLES)
- I am not going to argue - with your brother,
Marie-Jeanne.
What do you say?
- ALL: (CHANTING) - Marie-Jeanne! Marie-Jeanne!
SEBASTIEN: Well?
- Will you heed - their call?
- I hunt animals. - Not rumors.
(ALL LAUGHING)
(PEOPLE GASPING)
Emile?
(LABORED BREATHING)
Emile?
Mon Dieu, my son.
(SHAKILY) Emile.
(SOBBING)
HENRI: I found him
in the woods.
- He whispered - his last words to me.
What were they?
La Bete.
The Beast.
Monsieur Tolbert,
- I do not know - what creature did this.
- But the hunting party - leaves at dawn.
(SCREAMS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROWLING)
(ROARING)
(GROWLING)
Why didn't he warn her?
He told her about everything
that they'd seen
during the war.
(INHALES DEEPLY)
But like I said,
- Marie-Jeanne - was a skeptic.
You believe it?
- I never knew - you were so superstitious.
- I don't need - to believe in something
I saw with my own eyes.
- And I've been through - every inch of these woods
- and hunted just about - every creature under the sun.
But not the moon.
- Are you trying - to frighten me?
I'm trying to warn you.
- You're gonna need - more than ordinary steel
to stop the Beast.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
- GERARD: They searched - from dawn till dusk,
- hoping to find - the Beast where it slept.
But they knew
they'd most likely only
encounter it at nightfall.
It was just after midnight
when the first torch went out.
- (BEAST ROARING) - (MAN SCREAMS)
- (BEAST ROARS) - (MAN SCREAMS)
(MEN SHOUTING INDISTINCTLY)
- (BEAST ROARS) - (MAN SCREAMS)
(BOLT WHIZZES)
(MAN SCREAMING)
(THUD)
(BEAST BREATHING HEAVILY)
- (BOLT WHIZZES) - (BEAST ROARS)
(MAN SCREAMS)
- (BEAST ROARS) - (MAN SCREAMS)
(BEAST GROWLING)
- (BOLT WHIZZES) - (ROARS)
(SCREAMS)
- (BEAST ROARING) - (KNIFE SWISHES)
(BEAST GROWLS)
(GROANS)
(BEAST ROARING)
Get down!
(ROARING)
That... That was no wolf!
- Of course not, - you fool.
It was a werewolf.
(PEOPLE SCREAMING)
- (GROANS) - Where's Stiles?
Look at me!
- Do you know who Stiles is? - I don't know.
- (CLATTERING) - (GASPS)
Braeden, it's me.
- I'm at the school - and we need you.
Bring your shotgun.
Bring all your shotguns.
(STUDENTS SCREAMING)
(PANTING)
(HEART POUNDING)
- (BANGS) - (BEAST ROARS)
Go. Go out the window!
Go!
- (BANGING ON DOOR) - (YELLS) Go!
(ROARING CONTINUES)
(SCREAMING)
Lydia?
(PANTING)
Something's happening.
Now?
I don't know.
But something's wrong.
I can't stay here.
- You should hear - the rest of the story.
Why should I be
listening to you?
- CHRIS: He knows it - better than any of us.
Everything I've read
says that the Beast
was killed by Jean Chastel.
Who told you that?
The Internet?
- If that's your most reliable - source of information,
then you might as well go.
What happened next?
- GERARD: Henri brought - Marie-Jeanne to his home.
- A place protected by a circle - of Mountain Ash trees.
(FIREWOOD CRACKLING)
What is this?
Mountain Ash.
And that?
Mistletoe.
Please, put that down.
Why do you have all of this?
To protect myself.
- I have spent, - (INHALES SHARPLY)
half a lifetime
gathering the implements and
skills to survive a werewolf.
I can teach you
if you want to know.
(SIGHS)
- I do not care - about surviving one.
- I want to know - how to kill one.
(SCOTT GRUNTING)
(PANTING)
(BEAST GROWLING)
(BEAST ROARING)
(SOFTLY) Go upstairs!
(BEAST ROARING)
(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(BEAST BREATHING HEAVILY)
(ROARING)
- Marie-Jeanne knew - she couldn't just take out
another hunting party
- armed with mistletoe - and rowan berries.
- She needed an advantage. - She needed to know her enemy.
- MARIE-JEANNE: - To honor the dead.
I expect everyone to drink.
(INHALES)
Merci.
To the dead.
ALL: To the dead!
(GLASS SHATTERING)
Marcel.
- MARIE-JEANNE: - I have got him.
- Come, Marcel. - Out to the well.
Do you have any cloth?
- Something to wrap - your hand?
Yes.
In the cellar.
- You'll find what - you're looking for
in the cellar.
(CREAKING)
(GASPING)
Go ahead.
Release the arrow.
Do it, Marie-Jeanne.
Go ahead. Let the arrow fly.
Release it, Marie-Jeanne.
Please.
(MARIE-JEANNE GASPS)
- Release me. - (BOLT WHIZZES)
You're not the killer.
You're covering for him.
(COUGHING)
(GASPING)
(ROARS)
- Marie-Jeanne confronted - her brother
- the moment she walked - back into the Tavern.
You have killed children.
- I kill whatever dares - to cross my path.
Why?
It's what I am.
What I've become.
- You've heard the old story - of what happens
- when you drink rainwater - from the paw print of a wolf.
(GRUNTS)
- SEBASTIEN: - You become the Demon-Wolf.
(ROARING)
(THUNDER CRACKLING)
(INAUDIBLE SCREAMING)
Go.
Go ahead.
Tell them it's me.
Then watch me tear them apart
in a matter of moments.
Every last soul
in this place.
You're a monster.
Beast, Marie-Jeanne.
The Beast.
You won't catch me.
And you won't kill me.
- (WHISPERS) We're family, - Marie-Jeanne.
We're family.
- GERARD: The skeptic became - a full believer that night.
- So Marie-Jeanne - went back to Henri
to figure out how to kill
both a Beast and a brother.
(EXHALES)
One bolt may not be enough.
We need something
that cuts deeper.
A sword?
An axe?
- Something that uses the weight - of the Beast against itself.
- I think I may have - a possibility.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(BEAST ROARING)
(GROANING)
(GASPS)
(BEAST ROARING)
(GROANS)
(ROARING)
(BOTH ROARING)
(CLATTERING)
(GROANS)
(GRUNTS)
- (BEAST BREATHING HEAVILY) - (HEAVY FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
(BEAST ROARING)
(GROWLING)
(ROARING)
(SHOTGUN PUMPING AND FIRING)
(GROWLS)
- (FIRING CONTINUES) - (ROARING)
(GROANS)
(HEAVY FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)
(GRUNTING)
- You didn't seriously think - you were gonna have a chance
against that thing, did you?
(PANTING)
No.
But I got its scent.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(MARIE-JEANNE PANTING)
(BEAST ROARS)
- GERARD: Marie-Jeanne hunted - Sebastien for three years
until she finally
cornered him in 1767.
(GROANS)
Nowhere left to run, sister.
(ROARING)
(SCREAMING)
(ROARING)
- (BREATHING HEAVILY) - (BEAST GROANING)
(BLOOD DRIPPING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
(GROANING SOFTLY)
(GROANING)
(GROANS)
(CHUCKLES)
You think this
minor injury will stop me?
- I'm the famous and feared - Beast of Gevaudan.
And when I'm done killing,
everyone will know.
I will have done
such horrors,
- and all of history - will remember my name.
No one will remember.
Damnatio Memoriae?
- You would have them - take my name?
(SCREAMS) Our name?
(CHOKING)
What? What is this?
(GASPING)
No ordinary steel.
Wolfsbane and Mountain Ash,
forged with our blood
- under the light - of a full moon.
History might
remember you,
Sebastien.
But only as a Beast.
(GROANS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
LYDIA: Damnatio Memoriae.
- CHRIS: They erased - every detail of him.
Everything he signed,
everything he owned.
They burned it all.
(FIREWOOD CRACKLING)
- GERARD: The name - Sebastien Valet
has been forgotten
for over 150 years,
but when it's remembered...
When the Beast remembers,
the teenager inside
is forgotten.
Gone. Forever.
- But Marie-Jeanne - didn't do it alone.
She was never alone.
She had help from Henri,
the Magistrate,
the town,
even Marcel.
We need Parrish.
I'm going to go find him.
Lydia, he's dangerous.
He's still a shapeshifter.
- And one who's just beginning - to understand his power.
And I'm not?
You're not the same.
- You access the supernatural. - It works through you.
But it doesn't control you.
How would you know?
Why do you care?
- Why are you - suddenly on our side?
Because it's my name as well.
- GERARD: Marie-Jeanne - never left Henri
after the death
of her brother.
- And their relationship become - more than a partnership.
- They married - and she took his name.
Argent.
Marie-Jeanne
was the first hunter.
Our name will be
remembered as well,
Lydia.
- For killing - the Beast.
But I'm not an Argent.
And I'm not Allison.
- LIAM: Scott, wait. - (PANTING)
You're hurt.
(MUSIC PLAYING)
- You gotta - slow down.
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTING)
Scott?
- What are you doing - to my car?
It's you.
What?
- Liam, what's he - talking about?
Liam?
Corey, wait!
(GRUNTS)