Noah: Tell me about my son. Tell me one thing about Stiles that you remember, just one.
Theo: You swipe that keycard, I'll tell you anything you want.
Liam: Sheriff...they are coming.
Noah: One thing, JUST ONE THING!
Theo: He was smart! He was smart enough not to trust me.

Noah: If I let you out and I see any behavior that I find remotely suspicious, I'll put so many bullets in your head, God won't even recognize you.
Theo: I'm an atheist. Fire at will.

Theo: If we're the only ones left in Beacon Hills, then we need each other, which means you need me out of this cell.
Liam: We need to trust you.
Theo: And you need to get realistic because trust is not important right now. It is us against them, and you want a lot more of us considering how many of them there are.

I have a son. His name is Mieczyslaw Stilinski, but we call him Stiles. I remember. When Stiles was a little kid, he couldn't say his first name. I'm not sure why, it pretty much rolls off the tongue, but the closest he could was mischief. His mother called him that until...I remember when Stiles first got his jeep. It belonged to his mother. She wanted him to have it. The first time he took a spin behind the wheel, he went straight into a ditch. I gave him his first roll of duct tape that day. He was always getting into trouble, but he always had a good heart, always. We're here tonight because my goofball son because he decided to drag Scott, his greatest friend in the world, into the woods to see a dead body.

Noah

It wasn't fear. It was more like reverence.

Lydia

Liam: He's afraid of you.
Lydia: I'm afraid of me.

Noah: I don't remember your birthday last year, or what we did for our anniversary or Christmas for I don't know how many years.
Claudia: That's ridiculous. We went to Big Sur.
Noah: No, we always wanted to go to Big Sur.
Claudia: We did, I remember.
Noah: No, baby, we didn't. I took this picture on your last good day. Stiles refused to leave your side.
Claudia: I was sick, but I started getting better.
Noah: You were your self all day. Stiles had his mom back, and I had my wife back.
Claudia: The medication had started to work.
Noah: Stiles couldn't stop talking about school, all the trouble he'd gotten into. He tried so hard to stay awake, and when he finally fell asleep, it was in your arms.
Claudia: The doctors couldn't explain it. We started making plans, started dreaming again.
Noah: We just sat together and watched each other. We didn't need to talk, and when you finally closed your eyes.
Claudia: I was myself again.
Noah: I knew you were gone.

Malia: You're the bad guy. I'm pretty sure helping you is a bad idea.
Mr. Douglas: Good guy, bad guy. When has everything ever been so black and white?

The clothes he never folds. His crime board. He's on the lacrosse team. I mean he's terrible, but he's on the team.

Noah Stilinski

Theo: I hold all the cards.
Mason: You're locked in a jail cell. You have no cards.

Scott, I'll admit that you have a flare for beating the odds, but this you don't walk away from, you run.

Peter

Lydia: You're going to bite Stiles.
Scott: To get him through the rift, it's the only way.
Peter: Just to clarify, are you going to bite everyone in the train station.
Scott: With Stiles back, he'll be able to help us figure out a plan.
Malia: He's good at that.
Peter: So the plan is to get Stiles to come up with a plan.
Malia: You can shut up now.

Teen Wolf Quotes

I have a son. His name is Mieczyslaw Stilinski, but we call him Stiles. I remember. When Stiles was a little kid, he couldn't say his first name. I'm not sure why, it pretty much rolls off the tongue, but the closest he could was mischief. His mother called him that until...I remember when Stiles first got his jeep. It belonged to his mother. She wanted him to have it. The first time he took a spin behind the wheel, he went straight into a ditch. I gave him his first roll of duct tape that day. He was always getting into trouble, but he always had a good heart, always. We're here tonight because my goofball son because he decided to drag Scott, his greatest friend in the world, into the woods to see a dead body.

Noah

Malia: Alright. I'll ask. Who's Kate Argent?
Kira: [raising hand] Uh, I'd like to know, too.
Stiles: Well, we were at her funeral, so I'd like to know how she got out from a casket buried six feet under ground.