Opening Quote: "No longer a dark, gray bird, ugly and disagreeable to look at, but a graceful and beautiful swan." – The Ugly Duckling
Juliette: So Theresa's staying for dinner?
Trubel: Nobody calls me Theresa.
Juliette: Uh-huh, so what do they call you?
Trubel: They call me Trubel.
Juliette: "Trubel." That's an interesting name.
Nick: Trubel might have to be staying with us for a little while. She needs to lay low.
Juliette: This have to do with a case?
Nick: Little more than that.
Juliette: And by little more, you mean...
Nick: She's a Grimm.
Juliette: She's a...
Trubel: Yeah. Sounded just as weird to me too.
Juliette: [She chuckles] You're a Grimm, but—
Nick: She just found out.
Juliette: Can I talk to you for a second? Excuse us. [She and Nick step aside] How do you just find out you're a Grimm?
Nick: Uh, sort of like me. I had no idea what I was until aunt Marie told me, and she's never had anybody tell her.
Juliette: Then how do you know she's a Grimm?
Nick: Monroe saw her.
Juliette: Monroe saw her?
Nick: And she killed three Wesen.
Juliette: She's a murder suspect?
Nick: Well, not technically a suspect, because we know she did it, but it was self-defense. They attacked her.
[Trubel looks at photos in the living room]
Nick: She has no idea what she is, let alone what they were.
Juliette: First your mom shows up with Adalind and a baby. And now you bring home a Grimm who barely knows she's a Grimm, and she's killed three Wesen.
Nick: I know it's a lot.
Juliette: You think?
Nick: She's been on the run for years. I mean, she thought she was crazy. She just needs a little help.
Juliette: You really think you can help her?
Nick: I took her to the trailer, tried to explain what she was as best I could, but that's a lot to take in for someone as young as she is. Juliette, she just needs a warm bed, a roof, and a little understanding.
Juliette: For how long?
Nick: Well, a little while. I think we're gonna have to play it by ear.
Juliette: Where is she?
Nick: Trubel! [He and Juliette find Trubel eating the Chinese food out of the boxes with her fingers and he sighs]
Juliette: It's okay. Why don't we try some silverware and eat at the table, though?
Trubel: It's been a while since I ate with other people.
Donna: Oh. Ooh! [She knocks the mannequin over and gasps]
[An employee runs over]
Donna: I am so sorry.
Employee: That's all right.
Donna: I am so sorry.
Employee: It's just an accident. We'll take care of it.
[Donna and the girls sneakily start stealing clothes while the glass gets cleaned up. They all soon head towards the exit]
Store Detective: [He stops Cammy] Security. I'm gonna need to see what's in your bag.
Cammy: Let go of me. [She scratches the security guard in the face and runs out of the store]
Store Detective: Aah!
[An alarm goes off]
Ken: Nice. Very nice. Garmani. Very good. Something go wrong?
[Everyone stays quiet]
Ken: I'll take that as a yes. Where's Cammy?
Jenny: She, um...
Donna: She made a mistake.
Ken: Was she caught?
[Everyone stays quiet]
Ken: [To Jenny] Was Cammy caught?
Jenny: I saw her run away.
Ken: And you didn't go after her?
Vanessa: We... We thought she'd meet us back here.
Ken: We'll discuss it upstairs.
[Later, Ken, Donna, Jenny, and Vanessa get ready to eat]
Ken: Bless this family and this food we are about to eat. We take nothing for granted, for we know that our strength comes from putting the family first. For no sacrifice is too great— [There's a knock at the door and he answers]
Cammy: I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
Ken: I know. Come on.
Cammy: It wasn't my fault.
Ken: I know. Why don't we talk about this in private, okay? [He tales Cammy to a back room]
Cammy: At least I got away.
Ken: You shouldn't have gotten caught.
Cammy: I won't get caught again. Please. I came home.
Ken: And where else would you go? Look at me. This is your family. And without family, you're nothing. [He woges into a Lebensauger and starts sucking Cammy's blood from her face and neck]
[Donna, Jenny, and Vanessa sob as they listen to Cammy's screams]
Juliette: Would you like seconds?
Trubel: [She takes a drink of water and hands Juliette her dishes] So are all of the Grimms so normal?
Nick: You should meet my mother. She's been called a lot of things, but normal's not one of 'em.
Trubel: Does that mean we're related?
Nick: Maybe a few centuries ago. From what I can tell, it's like a recessive gene.
Juliette: [She brings Trubel more food and water] Must be a relief to know you're not the only one at least.
Trubel: So you see these Wesen things too?
Juliette: No, I'm not a Grimm.
Trubel: So how do you deal with this?
Juliette: Deal with what?
Trubel: You know, being married to someone who can see what we do?
Juliette: Um, we... We're not married.
Trubel: Smart. You can get out any time.
[After dinner, Trubel is shown her room]
Juliette: Hey, here's a clean pair of pants and a shirt for you to sleep in.
Trubel: I'm fine with what I have.
Juliette: Okay, cool. Well, I'm just gonna leave it there in case you change your mind. We are down the hall if you need anything.
Trubel: I won't, but, uh, thanks... for the Chinese.
Juliette: No problem. Goodnight. [She and Nick leave]
Adalind: How long am I supposed to stay here?
Renard: Till I can figure out what to do. Look, if you need me, call me, okay?
Adalind: I don't want you to go.
Renard: I'll be right across the hall.
Adalind: You need to stay here with me.
Renard: I'm not so sure that's a good idea.
Adalind: You afraid of me?
Renard: Of course I'm afraid of you.
Adalind: Well, I'm afraid of you too.
Renard: Then why do you want me to stay?
Adalind: Because I'm more afraid of being alone.
Renard: I'll take the couch.
Adalind: No, you won't. I had a child to hold. I don't anymore. But for the short time I had her, I felt something I've never felt before.
Renard: I did too.
Adalind: I never felt like I needed anyone before.
Adalind: Do you think Viktor will take care of her?
Renard: I believe she will be well looked after.
Adalind: Will we ever see her again?
Renard: I don't know.
[Trubel grabs her things and leaves the house, but Nick is waiting on the porch]
Nick: Would you be more comfortable in a jail cell? Because that's where you're gonna end up if you walk out on this.
Trubel: You don't owe me anything.
Nick: I know the world you've been living in. I can help.
Trubel: Why do you care?
Nick: Because I'm like you. It's not easy. Plus, I had help, and you didn't. Look. I haven't quite worked this out, but I just think this might help us both. You might have seen some things I haven't. Besides, I like having another Grimm around. [He gives Trubel her black knight and goes to bed]
Juliette: Is she staying?
Nick: For now. A lot for her to learn.
Juliette: Where are you gonna start?
Rosalee: [Answering the phone] Hello. Nick. Yeah, just one second, he's doing his exercises.
Monroe: Put him on speaker. So how'd it go last night? Everybody still alive?
Nick: Yeah, for the time being. Look, I need your and Rosalee's help with her.
Rosalee: And by help, you mean...
Nick: What you did for Juliette.
Monroe: Nick, this girl is a Grimm. She can already see us.
Nick: No, no, no. She's used to every Wesen trying to kill her. She needs to know that—
Rosalee: We're not all bad.
Nick: This is the next step.
Monroe: All right, all right, Nick. Just tell her to leave that machete behind.
Rosalee: She has a machete?
Nick: Thanks, I appreciate it.
Woman: Delta, come here!
Man: I see him.
Man: What are you digging at?
Woman: Bad dog. [She gasps as she sees that the dog was digging up Cammy's body] Oh, my God.
Rosalee: Hi, Nick, Hank.
Nick: Rosalee, Monroe. This is Trubel.
Rosalee: Come on in. Well, I'm Rosalee.
Rosalee: Right. And I hear you met Monroe yesterday.
Monroe: Yeah. [Flashback of Trubel trying to attack Monroe with her machete in "Nobody Knows the Trubel I've Seen"] I never really had a chance to properly introduce—
Trubel: You, uh, really got a thing for clocks.
Monroe: Oh, yeah. Big fan of time in general. [He chuckles] I mean, you think about it-history, music, love. A long life, right? None of it would work without... timing.
Nick: And speaking of, we might want to get these other introductions out of the way.
Rosalee: So why don't we just start with explaining what a woge is?
Trubel: I know what it is.
Monroe: Okay, well, there's also, like, um, stages. So there's Kehrseiten. And they are non-Wesen, non-Grimm types.
Hank: That would be me.
Monroe: And they can only see us when we want them to.
Rosalee: And Grimms, like you, on the other hand, also can see us when we don't wanna be seen.
Nick: [To Trubel] You ready?
Monroe: Here goes. [He and Rosalee woge]
Monroe: No big deal. [He and Rosalee retract]
Rosalee: See, everything's fine.
Trubel: How do you know I'm a Grimm?
Monroe: Um... It's your eyes.
Rosalee: They get really dark when we woge. It's kind of scary.
Monroe: Yeah, we're not talking kiddy pool dark. We're talking, like, all the way down to your soul, deep-type dark.
Nick: [His phone rings, so he steps aside and answers] Burkhardt.
Hank: So... that went well, right? Still friends?
Trubel: This is so weird.
Trubel: You know, everybody telling me what I saw wasn't real, I made it up.
Rosalee: Well, honey, you didn't. Look, this is new for-for all of us. Nick is the first Grimm who didn't try to kill us. So this is as important for Monroe and me as it is for you. But not all Wesen are like us. [She puts her hand on Trubel's shoulder] So you need to be careful.
Nick: We gotta go. There's a body in Forest Park.
Hank: What about Trubel?
Nick: We can take her with us.
Hank: How are we gonna explain that?
Nick: Ride along. Yeah, we can say she's a, uh...
Hank: Criminology student?
Monroe: Oh, perfect.
Rosalee: Great idea.
Monroe: That's the best.
Frank: Your mother's house went through probate. It was determined at that time that your mother had not filed taxes for the last seven years. Once legal fees, the IRS, and the state were paid, there was a balance of $1,500.42, most of which has gone to pay the storage unit where her personal possessions have been stored as per your request. It's a good thing you showed up when you did. Rent's only paid through the end of the month. It would've gone up for auction in 60 days. I hope she left something of value for you in there. Were you close with your mother?
[Flashback of Catherine slapping Adalind in "Love Sick"]
Adalind: I was everything to her.
[Trubel gets out of the car]
Nick: Hey. Where do you think you're going?
Trubel: With you-isn't that what I'm supposed to be doing?
Nick: No, this is a crime scene. This might not have anything to do with Wesen.
Hank: Don't I wish.
Trubel: Hey, it's not like it's the first dead body I've ever had to deal with.
Nick: Just keep your voice down. The fewer questions people ask about you, the better.
[Wu walks up]
Hank: What do we got?
Wu: Uh, another weird one. Looks like the vic was exsanguinated.
Trubel: What's that?
Hank: This is Theresa. Criminology student. She's here for a ride along.
Wu: Oh, thinking of becoming a cop?
Wu: Right. Well, it means that the victim has lost all of her blood. Crime scene's this way.
Nick: Try to just watch and listen.
Trubel: That's what I'm doing.
[They go to Cammy's body]
Wu: Body's wrapped in plastic. Fully clothed, buried about 6 inches under.
Hank: Who found it?
Wu: Dog named Delta and his two owners. Out for a run.
Hank: Looks like some high-end clothes.
Nick: Cuts don't look like they were made by a blade. Looks like puncture wounds.
Hank: Doesn't look like she's got a drop of blood left.
Trubel: Gotta be Wesen.
Wu: Who's "Vesson"?
Hank: You were saying?
Trubel: It's, uh... German. Yeah, it means that, you know, "there's no blood left."
Wu: Huh. Okay, uh, you guys ready for me to run prints?
Wu: Scanner's in the car. I'll be right back. [He walks away]
Hank: You've got to understand, these are cops. You can't go talking that stuff to just anybody.
Nick: I think she's right, though.
Hank: Yeah, I know she's right.
Nick: You okay?
Trubel: She's young. What the hell kind of Wesen makes marks like that?
Ken: Not much here, Jenny.
Jenny: I thought someone saw me.
Ken: Whoa, what's the matter?
Jenny: I didn't want you to think that...
Jenny: That I'm like Cammy.
Ken: Don't worry, nothing bad is gonna happen to you. Unless you do get caught, 'cause then they'll want you to talk.
Jenny: I wouldn't.
Ken: Tell me why you wouldn't.
Jenny: [Her voice breaking] Because I love our family.
Ken: We all miss Cammy. The family needs someone to take her place. Donna.
Ken: Find us another one.
Nick: You know, I think it may be time to move the trailer.
Hank: That's not a bad idea.
Trubel: I've seen one of those. [She points to a Wendigo drawing]
Nick: Wendigo. Where did you see it?
Trubel: Chicago. Dude picked me up, offered me dinner. Then I found out I was supposed to be the main dish.
Hank: Yeah, we ran across one of those.
Trubel: You cut off its head?
Nick: No, we shot him.
Trubel: Oh, I guess that works. You wouldn't happen to have an extra gun, would you?
Nick: Can we just stay focused on this?
Hank: Hey, check this out. Same markings as on our vic. You recognize it?
Nick: You remember Ryan? [Flashback of Ryan Smulson woging in "The Hour of Death"]
Hank: The intern? How could I forget?
Nick: Um, sauger. Lebensauger.
Trubel: That's German, right?
Trubel: Yeah, I'm getting this. "Lebensaugers are known for coercing their victims through fear."
Nick: [His phone rings] Hang on. [He answers] Wu, you're on speaker.
Wu: Got a juvenile record on your victim. Took me a while to get it cleared. Camila Reynolds, age 18. Arrested three times, the latest for shoplifting six months ago. Last known address, the New Beginnings halfway house downtown.
Hank: Thank you. Hey, Wu. Can you check with robbery? See if any high-end stores have been hit recently. Anything with young girls.
Wu: Yeah, you got it. [He hangs up]
Nick: Let's hit that halfway house. You think you can... [He sees Trubel reading one of the diaries] What is it?
[Trubel puts the diary down]
Trubel: That's what killed my foster parents.
Hank: That's why you ran away?
Trubel: Yeah, it would've killed me too if I hadn't.
Nick: Did you see who it was?
Trubel: No, only that... that it was a monster. That's-that's why I ran.
Nick: Well, I think you've had enough for one day. I can take you home.
Trubel: No. No, I'm done running.
Adalind: [She looks at a picture of herself and her mom from when she was a kid and then puts it down to look around more] It better be here.
Nick: No, you need to stay in the car this time.
Trubel: Fine with me. Been in and out of places like this too many times.
[Nick and Hank go inside and talk to Mrs. Benton]
Mrs. Benton: Should be somewhere in the backlog. Here it is. [She takes out Cammy's file] Such a shame. She was a sweet girl. [She hands the file to Hank]
Hank: Well, it says here Camila attended several job interviews.
Mrs. Benton: It's mandatory for the girls to go to job interviews before they emancipate. Once they're 18, they have to leave. There's only so many beds.
Hank: Any of the jobs pan out?
Mrs. Benton: Cammy was a sweet girl, but she never thought very highly of herself. Not a rare thing in girls who have no family.
Nick: She hang out much with any of the other girls here? Anyone she was close to?
Mrs. Benton: Her roommate Megan.
Hank: Megan still here?
Mrs. Benton: Yes, you can talk to her. But she's gonna be pretty upset if you tell her what happened to Cammy.
[Jeane comes downstairs]
Mrs. Benton: Jeane, have you seen Megan?
Mrs. Benton: See if you can find her. I wanna speak with her.
Jeane: Yes, ma'am. [She goes outside and talks to Megan as Trubel watches] Hey, there are cops inside, and they're looking for you.
[Megan woges into a Mauzhertz]
Jeane: I'd get out of here.
Megan: Okay. [She retracts] Yeah, I'll do that.
[Jeane walks away as Nick, Hank, and Mrs. Benton come outside]
Mrs. Benton: Megan, could you talk to these guys for a second?
Hank: Thank you.
Nick: Hey, Megan. Can you answer a few questions about Cammy?
Hank: She mention any boyfriend?
Megan: Not to me.
Nick: Anybody here you think she might have confided in?
Megan: No. Places like this, you learn your problems are exactly that: yours.
Nick: Well, if you do remember anything, give me a call. [He gives Megan his card]
Megan: Yes, sir. [She throws the card into a garbage bin as Nick and Hank go back to the car]
Trubel: She didn't tell you anything.
Hank: This might come as a surprise, but people aren't always honest. Not much we can do about it without a little leverage.
Trubel: You know she's Wesen?
Hank: You clock that?
Trubel: I saw her woge, or whatever you call it, when her friend was warning her about you guys.
Nick: We need more than that to bring her in.
Trubel: Hey, that body was found with designer clothing, right?
Trubel: How's a girl from a place like this gonna afford gear like that? You come from nothing, you can't help but brag to someone. She's lying! [Hank starts driving away, but she gets out of the car and runs up to Megan]
Hank: What the hell is she doing?
Megan: What the—
Trubel: [She pins Megan against some wood] What did Cammy tell you?
Megan: [She woges] You're a... [She retracts]
Trubel: You were gonna say "Grimm," right?
Megan: Don't kill me. You know Cammy?
Trubel: I know she's dead, and I know she had something lined up after this. What was it?
Megan: I don't know.
Trubel: What was it?
Megan: She-she met a woman named Donna. Free rent and good clothes, and she didn't have to hook or anything.
Trubel: Donna. Okay. Where do I find her?
Megan: She met her at O'Bryant Square. Do you think she killed her?
Nick: [He pulls Trubel away] Hey!
Hank: [To Megan] You okay?
Nick: What the hell do you think you're doing?
Trubel: O'Bryant Square. It's where Cammy met someone named Donna. That's who gave her the job. Promised her good clothes and a place to crash. And I probably would have found out more if you guys hadn't butted in.
Nick: [His phone rings and he answers] Yeah, Wu.
Wu: Got a hit from robbery. Want it?
Nick: Anything good?
Wu: Store downtown got ripped off yesterday. Over 17 grand worth of merchandise. Security footage I.D.'d your vic. Camila Reynolds.
Nick: Looks like our vic was mixed up in some sort of high-end heist ring.
Renard: So she was a shoplifter? That's not exactly foreign to a kid who's been in the system most of her life.
Hank: Except someone dressed her up so she'd fit in.
Nick: We got a lead on a woman named Donna. Might be picking up girls in O'Bryant Square.
Hank: Dresses a few street girls up, teaches them how to act. Make anywhere from 20,000 to 30,000 a week.
Renard: Modern-day Pygmalion. Any idea why they killed the vic?
Hank: She almost got caught coming out that last store. Could be she was becoming a liability.
Nick: We're gonna coffee and doughnut O'Bryant Square tonight, see if we can find out who this Donna is.
Hank: We think they might be looking for a replacement.
Wu: [He walks up to Trubel] So... how's the ride along going?
Trubel: Oh, fine.
Wu: Homicide takes a strong stomach. You see a lot of weird stuff. Not everyone can take it.
Trubel: It's not so bad.
Wu: As long as you don't have nightmares.
Trubel: Tell me about it.
[Flashback of Wu dreaming about an Aswang breaking through his window in "Mommy Dearest"]
Wu: Good luck. [He walks away]
Adalind: [She opens a chest and finds a skeleton key, which she sets aside. She then finds a book] This better be it. [She tries to open the book] What? Oh, come on! [She grunts] Open, damn it! [She accidentally throws the book through a mirror]
Trubel: I never knew being a cop was so boring. Oh, you're not bored?
Hank: Part of the job.
Trubel: Hey, what about her? Clothes aren't cheap, and she looks like she's looking for somebody.
Hank: Probably having an affair.
[A man walks up to the woman and they kiss]
Nick: Maybe they're in love.
[Donna walks down some stairs as she looks around]
Hank: What do you think?
Nick: She's probably having an affair too.
Trubel: No, that's gotta be her.
Nick: Well, even if it is, we have to wait for her to make a move.
Trubel: What if she doesn't?
Hank: Then maybe it's not her.
Trubel: Hey, got any change?
Trubel: Change, you know, like quarters, dimes. [She grabs some loose change from the front of the car]
Trubel: I'm hungry. [She gets out of the car. She then dumps her drink out of her cup and puts the change into it. She then musses her hair] You got some change?
Woman: No, sorry.
Nick: What is she up to now?
Woman: Sorry, no.
Trubel: Any change? [She walks up to Donna] You got any change?
Nick: Oh, crap.
Hank: Hold on. Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. If it's her, you're gonna blow it. Let's just see what she does.
Trubel: Anything. I'm just-I'm looking for something to eat.
Donna: Why don't you go home?
Trubel: If I had one, I would. [She looks down]
Donna: Like my shoes?
Donna: Would you like a pair of shoes like these yourself?
Trubel: I can't eat shoes.
Donna: You work, or you just like to beg?
Trubel: I don't like doing this.
Donna: Well, maybe you'd like to do something for me.
Trubel: Maybe. Some things nobody can make me do.
Donna: No hooking. Just shopping.
Trubel: What kind of shopping?
Donna: Come with me. [Trubel follows her]
Hank: Damn, I think Trubel's got her.
Nick: We gotta stop this now. [He and Hank get out of the car] I don't see her!
Hank: There. [He and Nick start running] She's getting into a car.
Nick: Get the plates!
Hank: 5 5 Romeo Sierra. Damn! That's all I could get. [He and Nick head back to the car]
Nick: [On the phone] I need a BOLO on a gray BMW X6. Partial plate 5 5 Romeo Sierra. [He hangs up]
Hank: She's a smart girl. She survived on her own for a long time before now.
Nick: I was supposed to protect her. I brought her into this.
Hank: And you'll get her out. We just have to stay focused. BOLO will come up with something. [He starts driving]
Trubel: So when you say shop, you mean, like, without paying. That's what we're talking about here, right?
Donna: You got a problem with that?
Trubel: Not unless I get caught.
Donna: [She enters a code on a keypad] Who said you got the job yet? You still gotta meet Ken. [She opens the door]
Trubel: Who's Ken?
Donna: Ken takes care of us. [She and Trubel go inside]
Ken: Welcome. Donna, you did well. She is beautiful. Maybe a little rough around the edges. We'll manage. What's your name?
Ken: It's pretty. Come in and make yourself at home. This is Vanessa and Jenny. Come on, girls. Say hi.
Ken: Donna's told you a little bit about what we do here?
[Donna nods her head]
Ken: Let's see how you clean up. [He brings a dress to Trubel]
Nick: [His phone rings and he answers] Tell me you got something.
Wu: Ran the partial. One BMW with "55RS" registered to a Donna O'Hara. Got a record for fencing stolen property. Vehicle address is 24 Southwest Stark, apartment 320. You want me to send some units down there?
Nick: No, let us check it out first.
Trubel: So what's the deal with Ken? Well, what kind of cut do you guys get?
Trubel: That good, huh?
Vanessa: Don't let him hear you talk like that.
Jenny: You don't know a thing about him. The girls that do this just end up—
Donna: Jenny, you're scaring her. You think you can walk in these? [She shows Trubel some high heel shoes]
Donna: Well, try. [She puts the shoes on Trubel] Perfect fit.
Hank: There's no one home.
Nick: Yeah, well, we're going in.
Hank: Nick, we need a reason.
Nick: Somebody's yelling "help." [He and Hank take their guns out, and he breaks in the door]
Hank: That girl's rubbing off on you. [He and Nick look around]
Nick: [He finds some clothes on the back of a chair] Still have the tags on 'em.
Hank: She's not here. What are we looking for?
Nick: I don't know, but we gotta find something.
Ken: Damn, girl, you are hot. Now let's see if you can sell it. Walk for me a little.
[Trubel starts walking but has some trouble with the shoes]
Donna: Don't worry, I'll teach her. Just gonna take a little practice. Mm-hmm.
Ken: Do you have any family?
Trubel: Not anymore.
Ken: Let me see you smile. A good smile can be your best weapon.
Ken: She's gonna be great.
Hank: Same type of garment bag the victim was buried in.
Nick: Looks like they've been casing stores from here to Seattle.
Hank: She was paying bills. Electricity, gas, cable.
Nick: She's got a bank account. Maybe we can get access.
Hank: Hold on.
Hank: There's two gas bills. One's for this address, one's for another.
Nick: Northwest industrial.
Hank: Worth a look. [He and Nick leave]
Trubel: Wish I had stuff like this.
Ken: Put the clothes back on the rack, please. Tomorrow we'll see what you can do.
Trubel: Okay. Just gotta get my stuff.
Ken: You staying someplace?
Trubel: No, I-I stashed it. I gotta get it before somebody else does.
Ken: Whatever things you've got, you don't need anymore.
Trubel: Oh, I won't be gone very long.
Ken: [He steps in front of Trubel] You won't be gone at all.
Trubel: What, I can't leave?
Ken: Why would you ever want to? You're part of the family now. [He grabs Trubel's arm and starts walking to the back room] New girls spend their first night with me.
[Once they're in the room, Trubel hits Ken in the face]
Ken: You shouldn't have done that. [He woges] What the hell?
[Trubel knees Ken and runs out of the room]
Trubel: Get out! Get out! Get out!
Ken: I'll kill you, you bitch!
Donna: What happened?
Vanessa: You don't know what he'll do. [She and Jenny hide]
Trubel: I do! Get out! Now!
Ken: You brought me a Grimm!
Donna: A Grimm?
Trubel: How do you-
[Donna woges into a Lebensauger]
Trubel: Oh, crap.
[Ken woges and goes after Trubel, but she punches him. Outside, Nick and Hank arrive]
Nick: That's the car we're looking for.
Hank: This is it.
Nick: There's a light on upstairs.
Hank: [He tries opening the door] It's locked. [He and Nick hear the fighting inside] I'm getting the car.
[Inside, Trubel fights Donna and Ken. Donna bites Trubel's arm, but Trubel headbutts her off. Hank then drives the car through a wall of the warehouse, and Nick runs inside. Trubel continues fighting with no problems. She grabs Donna, takes a knife out of her shoe, and stabs Donna in the neck, killing her as Nick and Hank come in. Nick then shoots Ken, killing him]
Trubel: [She checks on Jenny and Vanessa, who are both crying] Hey. It's all right now. It's okay.
Nick: We gotta get you out of here.
Adalind: [She tries using a shard of glass from the mirror] Open, damn it! [She slices her hand] Aah! [Blood drips from her hand onto the book and the book opens]
Nick: She's gonna get herself killed.
Juliette: There's a learning curve to being a Grimm, remember?
Nick: Well, most learning curves don't draw blood.
Juliette: Maybe she'll choose a different life.
Nick: She'll always see them. There's no running from that.
[Trubel knocks on the bedroom door and Juliette opens it]
Trubel: I screwed up, didn't I?
Nick: Well, you found the girls, so...
Trubel: Hey, it's okay. I messed up, I know it. I'm just not used to being the hunter. And I guess I got carried away. I need to know more. I hope you're still willing to help me.
Nick: Why don't we talk about it in the morning?
Trubel: Okay. You look like you could use some sleep. [She leaves]
Juliette: You kind of do.
[In her room, Trubel draws a Lebensauger in her journal and starts writing]