- Stiles: [about Jackson] Sorry Coach. I haven't seen him since the last time I saw him.
- Coach Finstock: And when was that?
- Stiles: The last time I saw him... Was definitely the time I saw him last.
- Scott McCall: Remember when I was pulled out of detention to go to the office? She was the one that talked to me. And she was asking me all these questions about us. Like really, really specific questions. And there were pencils being sharpened...
- Allison Argent: Pencils?
- Scott McCall: Just trust me - it was bad.
- Sheriff Stilinski: I'm not sharing confidential police work with a teenager!
- Stiles: Is that it on the board behind you?
- Sheriff Stilinski: Don't look at that.
- Scott McCall: Matt. Matt! How much are tickets?
- Matt: Seventy-five.
- Scott McCall: Can I borrow some money?
- Matt: Yeah. How much?
- Scott McCall: Seventy-five.
- Dr. Deaton: This part is for you, Stiles. Only you.
- [Shows him a container of black powder]
- Stiles: Uh, that sounds like a lot of pressure. Can we maybe find a slightly less pressure - filled task for me?
- Dr. Deaton: It's from the Mountain ash tree, which is believed by many cultures to protect against the supernatural. This office is lined with ashwood, making it difficult for someone like Scott to cause me any trouble.
- Stiles: Okay, so then what? I just spread this around the whole building and then either Jackson or whoever's controlling him can't cross it?
- Dr. Deaton: They'll be trapped.
- Stiles: Doesn't sound too hard.
- Dr. Deaton: Not all there is. Think of it like gunpowder. It's just powder until a spark ignites it. You need to be that spark, Stiles.
- Stiles: You mean, like light myself on fire? I don't think I'm up for that.
- Mr. Argent: Derek, back off.
- Derek Hale: Back off? That's really all you've got? I've gonna be honest Chris, I really was expecting more from the big bad veteran werewolf hunter.
- Mr. Argent: Okay, how about; didn't anyone ever tell you not to bring claws to a gun fight?
- [the other hunters with Chris aim their guns at Derek and Boyd]
- Boyd: ...That one was good.
- Sheriff Stilinski: [Biting into a hamburger] Oh, what the hell is this?
- Stiles: Veggie-Burger!
- Sheriff Stilinski: Stiles! I asked for a hamburger.
- Stiles: Well, veggie is healthier. We're being healthy.
- Sheriff Stilinski: [opening a box of raw vegetables] Oh, hell! Why are you trying to ruin my life?
- Stiles: I'm trying to extend your life! Could you just eat it please?
- Stiles: Scott? Pick up. Pick up now! Look, I got like 50 feet of ash left, and I'm out. OK? So you gotta get your wolf-ass down here and help me, because I don't know what to do and I'm just standing out here... And I'm all alone and I'm hearing gunfire and werewolves. And I'm standing here like a friggin' idiot, all by myself with a handful of magic fairy dust!
- Mr. Argent: [Talking to his daughter at the morgue] You know the question I had after Gerard first told me about our family. Why us? He quoted me Winston Churchill: The price of greatness is responsibility. Personally, I think it's more about knowledge. What we know. The truth we know about the world. That makes us responsible... for a young couple, their new born daughter, anyone who doesn't have the power to defend themselves. Are you starting to get it?