Derek Hale: Can you get me out of here before I drown?
Stiles: You're worried about drowning? Did you notice the thing out there with multiple rows of razor sharp teeth?
Derek Hale: Did you notice that I'm paralyzed from the neck down in 8 feet of water?
Allison Argent: I think you mean...
Stiles: No! I mean bestiary. And I really don't want to know what's going through you and Scott's minds.
Coach Finstock: YEAH! The bigger they are... the... bigger they are!
Scott McCall: He thinks the Argents have a book of creatures they've encountered.
Stiles: Oh, so like a bestiary.
Scott McCall: A what?
Stiles: A bestiary.
Scott McCall: I think you mean bestiality.
Stiles: No. I'm pretty sure I don't.
Danny: [Jackson asks him to check his video] I'm supposed to watch you in bed? You remember all the times I told you you're not my type?
Jackson: Just do it. Oh, and FYI: I'm everyone's type.
Stiles: [about Scott and Allison getting him to run back and forth to deliver messages] You know, drug dealers have been using disposable cellphones pretty successfully for years.
Scott McCall: How do you know all this, actually how do you know anything?
Dr. Deaton: That's a longer story. What I can tell you is that I know about your kind. I can help.
Gerard: If you're saying we should be cautious? We get it.
Dr. Deaton: I'm saying you should be afraid. Be very afraid. Because in the natural world, predators with paralytic toxins use them to catch and eat their prey. This prey wasn't eaten. That means whatever killed him only wanted to kill him. In fact, killing may be its only purpose.
Stiles: You were right. It's not like you. I mean, its eyes were almost like, reptilian. But there was something about them.
Scott McCall: What do you mean?
Stiles: You know when you see, like, a friend in a Halloween mask, but all you can actually see are their eyes and you feel like you know 'em but you just can't figure out who it is?
Scott McCall: Are you saying you know who it is?
Stiles: No, but I think it knew me.
Coach Finstock: [about an usually large lacrosse player] Come on, is that thing even a teenager? I wanna see a birth certificate. Who or what is that genetic experiment gone wrong?
Stiles: Eddie Abramovitz, Coach. They call him The Abomination.
Coach Finstock: Oh, that's cute.
Dr. Deaton: I'm starting to think I need to buy a more prominent 'Closed' sign.
Scott McCall: Nobody trusts anyone; that's the problem. While we're here arguing about who's on what side there's something scarier, stronger and faster than any of us and its killing people."
Derek Hale: What did you see in the mechanic garage?
Stiles: Ah... several alarming EP violations that I'm seriously considering reporting.
Scott McCall: [about the person who was killed by the snake creature] Well, do you know what did it?
Dr. Deaton: No. But the Argents will. And this is the crucial part, they'll have a record or book. It'll have descriptions, histories, notations, of all the things that they've discovered.
Scott McCall: All the things? How many different things are there?
Stiles: I didn't see anything. At all. Can I go now please?
Sheriff Stilinski: Sure. But not in your jeep. We're gonna have to impound it. Sorry kid, evidence. I'll see you at home.
Stiles: All right, well, at least make sure they wash it.
Gerard: [Watching his first lacrosse game] Good God, is it always this violent?
Stiles: All right, the thing was pretty slick looking. Um, skin was dark. Kind of patterned. Uh, I think I actually saw scales. Is that enough? Okay, because I've somebody I really need to talk to - Hrr. All right, fine, eyes. Eyes are, um, yellowish. And slitted. Um, has a lot of teeth. Oh. And it's got a tail, too. Are we good? What? Wait, have you seen it? You have this look on your faces like you know exactly what I am talking about.
[the creature is right behind him]