Stiles Stilinski: I actually think I've heard of this... It's a specific kind of infection.
Scott McCall: Are you serious?
Stiles Stilinski: Yeah. Yeah, I think it's called lycanthropy.
Scott McCall: What's that? Is that bad?
Stiles Stilinski: Oh, yeah, it's the worst. But only once a month.
Scott McCall: Once a month?
Stiles Stilinski: Mm-hmm. On the night of the full moon. (howls)
Sheriff Stilinski: Son, you okay?
Stiles Stilinski: Oh, thank God. Thank God. Everyone's forgetting. Everyone is forgetting everything...
Sheriff Stilinski: Okay, okay, slow down, slow down. We'll figure this out together.
Stiles Stilinski: Okay.
Sheriff Stilinski: Now, why don't you tell me your name?
Lydia Martin: It sounds like you want it to be supernatural.
Stiles Stilinski: It's been, like, three months since anything's happened.
Lydia Martin: Yeah, and once a week you drag me out of bed like I'm some sort of supernatural metal detector.
Stiles Stilinski: Okay, it is way more often than that. You can't tell me that you think this is just some series of impossible coincidences?