Garrett Douglas: I am your leader. Ich bin dein Anfuhrer! Obey me. Gehorcht mir. Kill them. All of them. Tote sie. Tote sie.
Peter Hale: Riders don't bow. They have no leader.
Garrett Douglas: Unbelievable. Even in the face of insurmountable odds. I don't know if it's suicide or stupidity.
Scott McCall: Maybe both. Either way, I'm getting to that diverter.
Garrett Douglas: You of all people, Scott, should know what happens to a lone wolf.
Theo Raeken: He's not alone. He's got a pack.
Malia Tate: And Theo's not in it. But I am.
Peter Hale: I'm not... in the pack. But no one likes a Nazi.
Lydia Martin: You're going to bite Stiles?
Scott McCall: To get him through the rift. It's the only way.
Peter Hale: Just to clarify, are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?
Scott McCall: With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan.
Malia Tate: He's good at that.
Peter Hale: So the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan.
Peter Hale: Do you get it? We don't exist. And we are already forgotten.
Stiles Stilinski: Somebody's gonna remember me. Either Lydia, or Scott, Malia, someone. They're gonna find me, all right? They'll come for me. Who would ever come for you?
Peter Hale: You give me a call when your high school sweethearts conjure up a plan to get out of here.
Peter Hale (to Stiles): What is it with you teenagers? You think that you're so special? You think the rules don't apply to you? Do you get it? We are dead and buried.