Teen Wolf

It wasrt a very nice thing to do.
But it worked.

After that he never
bothered your mother or me.

But to this day, I don't know
who was the most frightened that night.

Old Rusty Thorne... or me.
You gotta get a hold of it, son.
- Morning, Daisy.
- Morning.

- Boof. What's up?
- Nothing.

Why does anything have to be up?
I thought I'd walk to school with you.

- Got any plans for the spring dance?
- Hadrt given it much thought.

I'm surprised they haven't decided
to call it "Teen Wolf Ball".

- Will you... go with me to the dance?
- I'll think about it.

- Is that a yes?
- Yes. On one condition.

- You take me to the dance.
- I thought we just established...

You, Scott Howard. Not the wolf.
No. Look, I've got to be the wolf.
That's what everyone expects.

- Is that what you want?
- Everybody likes the wolf.

All right, almost everybody.
You said it yourself. If I go as
Scott Howard, I'm gonna be average.

Why do I have to be like everybody else?
That's not a problem for you anymore.
And I guess
I don't have a date for the dance.

Look, Boof, I'm sorry. I can't.