Opening Quote: "The wolf thought to himself, what a tender young creature. What a nice plump mouthful..." - The Brothers Grimm, 1812" – Little Red Riding Hood
[Sylvie runs for awhile, before coming across a little porcelain figurine. She picks it up, and as she is examining it, she is suddenly attacked and killed]
Nick: Hank, what are you doing?
Hank: [He takes a picture of Nick] Testing out the new equipment and getting a picture of you while you're still young and innocent.
Nick: Oh, well, I am getting married once, not four times.
Hank: Oh, you're a happily ever after guy.
Nick: Yeah. [He notices a blonde woman]
Hank: Detective, what are you looking at? You just bought a ring.
Nick: That's not what I'm looking at.
Hank: Come on, don't ruin it for me.
Nick: No, she wears Armani, makes low six figures, drives a BMW, and is falling for a senior partner at her law firm. Nothing but trouble, Hank.
Hank: Why can't you just look at her ass like the rest of us?
Nick: I can't.
Hank: Come on, Nick. We have a call.
[Nick suddenly sees the blonde woman briefly take the appearance of a hag]
Forest Service Officer: The hiker flagged me down. He came through the ravine and said he saw something pretty bad. I didn't know what he was talking about until he showed me this. [He points to a severed arm]
[Nick gets a little closer to examine the arm as flies buzz around]
Forest Service Officer: The rest of her is off-trail. [He takes Nick and Hank to the rest of the body]
Nick: How do you know it's a her?
Forest Service Officer: Because of this. [He lifts up a fern leaf, revealing a pink shoe]
Hank: Woman's Nike.
Nick: What kind of animal could do this?
Forest Service Officer: Normally, we'd be able to tell by the tracks, a bear, cougar, wolf.
Hank: Which one is it?
Forest Service Officer: Well, that's where this gets interesting. This is the only track we found.
Nick: Hey, we got a boot print down here. We're gonna need a cast.
Man: Right away.
Hank: DNA will tell us if this is your case or ours.
[Nick and Hank walk away]
Nick: This sounds like what happened a month ago at Munson Creek Falls.
Hank: Same deal. Hiker and a bobcat.
Nick: But the bobcat wasn't wearing boots. Do you hear something?
Nick: Music. [He follows the sound] Hank, we got an iPod over here.
Hank: What's this song?
Nick: Sweet Dreams.
Hank: Eurythmics. One of their better. [He begins singing] Sweet dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree?
Nick: I didn't know you couldn't sing.
Nick: Until we get the DNA results, I'll run a database on violent predators in the area.
Hank: Better search beyond the metro.
Nick: Absolutely. We should also take another look at that Munson Creek Falls attack.
Hank: You'll be busy. I'll take the iPod down for prints. Back in a minute.
[Nick is walking through the precinct when he sees a handcuffed suspect suddenly gain reptilian features. Because he isn't paying attention where he is walking, he runs into Sergeant Wu]
Wu: Hoo! Sorry, Nick. Guess I should have worn my airbag today.
[When Nick looks at the suspect again, he doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary]
Nick: We've got 23 known predators within five square miles of the crime scene. None of them rise to the kind of violence we saw out there this morning.
Hank: [He hangs up the phone] Just got a hit on a missing person. University student went out jogging this morning and never came back.
Roommate: She left at 7:30 this morning, and I'm a little freaked out, because she's always back by 8:30.
Nick: Do you have a photo of her?
Roommate: On my iPhone.
Hank: Do you know what kind of running shoes she was wearing?
Roommate: [She hands Nick her phone with a picture of her and Sylvie on the screen] Uh, pink Nikes.
Nick: Hard to believe that's the girl we saw this morning.
Hank: Sylvie Oster, positive I.D.
Nick: Well, at least we know who she is. Man, what a way to go.
Hank: Just hope it happened fast. Man, let's get the hell out of here.
Nick: Yeah. It's been a long day.
Hank: Big night. [He tosses Nick the engagement ring he bought] Don't blow it, Romeo. [He laughs]
Nick: [He goes inside the house] Juliette? He goes to the kitchen] Aunt Marie. When did you get here?
Juliette: Hey. She was here when I got home.
Marie: Sorry for the short notice.
Juliette: What, you didn't know she was coming?
Marie: I meant to call. Sometimes I mean to do something, and I assume I usually have.
Nick: Well, how are you doing? Is everything okay?
Marie: Not as okay as I used to be.
Juliette: She was telling me some pretty funny stories about when you were little.
Nick: Dead frog in the microwave?
Juliette: Among others.
Marie: Come and give us a hug. [She hugs Nick and whispers] We need to talk.
[Nick and Marie go outside to talk]
Nick: How bad is it?
Marie: Two months, two weeks, two days. Nobody knows. But there are so many things I have to tell you.
Nick: Why didn't you come here sooner?
Marie: I couldn't.
Marie: Just listen to me. There are things you don't know. Things about your family.
Nick: My family? You're my family.
Marie: Have you been seeing strange things? Things that you can't explain? [Nick stays quiet] Oh, I knew it. This is all happening so much faster than I thought it would. When it happened to me, it knocked me on my ass. I couldn't move for a week.
Nick: What are you talking about?
Marie: The misfortune of our family is already passing to you. I'm so sorry. I know you love Juliette, but you have to end it and never see her again. It's just too dangerous.
Marie: [She recognizes a car parked around a corner] Oh, my God. He's here.
Marie: [She pulls out a knife] Hulda.
[Suddenly, a troll-like creature attacks Marie with a scythe. She fights back and Nick tries to help, but he is knocked on his back. Hulda is about to bring his scythe down on Marie, but Nick tackles him to the ground. Hulda gets up and smacks Nick with his scythe, just before Marie stabs him with her knife in the back. Hulda smacks her across the face, knocking her to the ground. He goes to kill her, but Nick shoots him repeatedly, killing him. Nick watches as Hulda's face changes from troll-like to a normal person. Nick then runs over to check on Marie]
Marie: Did you kill him?
Marie: I thought I'd lost him. They're after me. [She rips off a necklace with a key attached and hands it to Nick] Never lose this. Guard it with your life. They'll be looking for it. Nick, your parents didn't die in a crash. They were killed. [She passes out]
[A little while later, the police arrive, and Marie is loaded into an ambulance on a stretcher]
Juliette: [To an officer] I didn't see what happened. I just heard gunshots and called 911.
Nick: [To Hank] It happened so fast. He came out of nowhere. He had that thing in his hand, and he went right for her, Hank. I had no choice.
Hank: Take it easy. Now, you go to the hospital. I'll handle this.
Nick: She said she knew him, and his name was Hulda.
Hank: I'll run his prints. [He walks away]
Juliette: [She walks up to Nick] You want me to come with you?
Nick: No. I'll be home as soon as I can.
Juliette: Okay. Love you.
Dr. Rose: Mr. Burkhardt? She's conscious now.
[Nick goes into Marie's room]
Marie: You saw him, didn't you? You saw who Hulda really was.
Nick: I don't know what I saw or how you did that. What's going on?
Marie: We have the ability to see what no one else can. When they lose control, they can't hide, and we see them for what they really are.
Nick: Look, you need some rest.
Marie: This is no fairy tale. The stories are real. What they wrote about really happened. You are one of the last Grimms. I know it's a lot, and I wish I had more time, but everything's in my trailer. Sweetie, there's so much you still don't know.
Nick: Look, what you said about my parents...
Marie: You're vulnerable now. You need to be careful. Don't ever lose what I gave to you.
Dr. Rose: I'm sorry, Mr. Burkhardt. You can see her again tomorrow.
[Nick leaves Marie's room and examines the key she gave him]
Hank: Hey, Nick. [He startles Nick] You get that translated?
Nick: Yeah. It means Reapers of the Grimms.
Hank: That fits your buddy Hulda. Wait till you hear what I got on him.
[They walk downstairs towards the lobby]
Hank: Hulda was from Boise, Idaho, where he worked as an accountant, but his prints came back as a Mr. Lindon from Chicago, wanted for assault, rape, and murder. But there's also warrants matching those prints in Florida and Alabama.
Nick: He was wanted for assault, rape, and murder?
Hank: Don't let the comb-over throw you. This was a bad guy.
Wu: [Walking upstairs] Hey, Nick, Captain wants to see you.
Nick: [To Hank] What's he want?
Hank: Guess you'll find out. [He walks away]
Renard: [He walks up to Nick] If you had to shoot somebody, you sure picked the right guy. How you doing? You holding up?
Nick: Yes, sir.
Renard: A first shooting is no small thing. You'll be required to see the police psychologist.
Nick: Yes, sir.
Renard: Make sure you do. Get some rest. [He walks away]
[Nick gets out of bed and looks out the bedroom window at Marie's trailer. He goes to look around the inside of the trailer with a flashlight. He has a look inside the weapons cabinet and then sits down and looks at a book with drawings, including one that looks like what the blonde woman outside the jewelry store took the appearance of, called a Hexenbiest. Nick is then startled as he notices Juliette standing by him]
Juliette: How long have you been down here?
Nick: [He closes the book] I couldn't sleep.
Juliette: What is all this?
Nick: I don't know. [He stands up and walks over to Juliette] I'll deal with it later. I'm sorry. Let's go back to bed.
[They both leave the trailer and walk towards the house]
Juliette: How long did you live with Marie?
Nick: She was my mother from the time I was 12.
Juliette: After your parents died?
Juliette: You didn't live in that trailer, did you?
Nick: I didn't know she had it. [He hears a cat yowl and quickly turns around]
Juliette: I think it was just a cat.
Nick: [He looks around with his flashlight] Yeah.
[They both go inside]
Hank: [On the phone] This is what we're looking for. If this is an exact match of the boot prints, it's going to be very helpful. Thanks. [He hangs up]
Nick: Take a look at the lab report. DNA of the attacker is inconclusive. Still don't know if we're looking for a man or a beast.
Hank: Well, we got a lead if it wears boots. Based on the plaster cast, this is the boot we're looking for. [He shows Nick a picture]
Dr. Rose: She's in a deep coma. There was a sudden spike in the EKG this morning, but I don't have anything definitive to tell you yet.
Nick: Will she come out of this?
Dr. Rose: Well, all we can do is wait. Did you know about the scars?
Nick: What scars?
Dr. Rose: A lot of them look like knife wounds. They're all over her body. What line of work was she in?
Nick: She was a librarian. [His phone rings and he answers] Yeah. On my way. [He leaves]
Mother: [Sobbing] I don't understand. She was supposed to go straight there from school.
Grandfather: Yeah, she never showed up. I looked all over the neighborhood. Then I came right here.
Wu: [To an officer] Will you take care of them, please?
Officer: Yeah, I got it.
[Wu goes to talk to Nick and Hank]
Hank: What do we know?
Wu: Little girl on the way to her grandfather's house. Never showed up. That's him, the guy with the beard.
Nick: Do we know he's clean?
Wu: No. We're looking into that. That's the best photo they had. [He shows them a picture]
Renard: We don't know what we got here, relative, ransom, or pedophile, and the clock is ticking. We're gonna split into teams, section off the paths she would have taken from school. Now, it's a mile and a half from the school to the house. When last seen, she was wearing purple leggings and a red sweatshirt. Make sure you have a copy of the photo and the map. You all know your sections, so let's get out there and find her.
[The officers disperse]
Nick: When the university student was attacked, she was wearing a red sweatshirt.
Renard: The girl that was torn to pieces?
Renard: Well, let's hope it's not the same guy.
Nick: She's supposed to cross Hunter Lane right there and then go around the park to Hildebrand.
Hank: The old man's house is on the other side of the park, right?
Nick: Right. 4753 Hildebrand Road. Directly across from here.
Hank: When I was a kid, I wouldn't have gone all the way around the park.
Nick: Well, the mother was very specific about the route.
Hank: Yeah, right. Kids always do what their moms tell them to do. I know I did. Come on, Nick. [He and Nick go into the park]
Nick: I'll take this trail. [He hears noises in the forest, which make him think about Marie saying he needs to be careful now and that he is vulnerable]
Hank: [He sees a backpack on the ground] Nick, I got something here. [He examines the backpack, which has R.H. written on it] Robin Howell.
Nick: She must have been grabbed somewhere in this area.
Hank: Careful where you step. [On the phone] We got a crime scene in Berkeley Park. Yeah, off Hildebrand.
Nick: Hank, we got boot prints here, same kind. He took her this way. [He follows the path until he comes out of the forest on the other side. He sees a man, Monroe, get his mail, and as kids ride by him on bikes, he morphs into a Blutbad] Hank, I got him!
[Monroe retracts as Nick runs towards him. Monroe tries to run into his house, but Nick tackles him]
Nick: Where is she? Where is she?
[A little while later, the police arrive]
Nick: [To Hank] Look, I know she's in here somewhere.
Wu: You got another place to look, we'll look, but we've torn this place apart.
[Nick and Hank step outside]
Hank: What are we doing here?
Nick: If she's not in there, he's got her someplace else.
Hank: What do you see in this guy we don't? He's got no priors. He's clean.
Nick: He fits the profile... he's a loner, he's never been married, he lives across the street from a park.
Hank: That's not going to get him into a court unless he sues our ass. [He walks away]
[Nick looks through some of the books and finds a picture of a Blutbad]
[Juliette calls, but Nick ignores the call as Monroe walks outside to the side of his house. Nick walks over to the house and peeks around the corner, only to find Monroe peeing. Monroe sniffs the air and finishes up. He then goes back inside. Nick notices the lights in the house turn off and tries to sneak away, but Monroe suddenly jumps through a window on top of Nick. He's morphed, and he slams Nick against the house]
Monroe: You shouldn't have come back. [He retracts] Okay, okay, okay. Lighten up. I'm just making a point. Come on. Let's grab a brew. And, by the way, you're paying for that window. [He and Nick go inside] You know, I never seen one of you before. I heard about you guys all my life. Never thought I'd see one up close. A Grimm. Ha! What do you know?
Nick: You know about me?
Monroe: Are you kidding? My folks used to tell me stories about you guys. Scared the hell out of me when I was a kid. How long you been at this? You seem kind of new.
Nick: Who are you?
Monroe: Wow, you are new at this. What, someone in your family just die?
Nick: My aunt's in a coma.
Monroe: Ahh, that explains it. What's her name?
Nick: Marie Kessler.
Monroe: Oh, yeah. I heard of her. Look, I don't want any more trouble, okay? I'm not that kind of Blutbad. I don't kill anymore. I haven't in years.
Nick: Wait. What did you say you were?
Monroe: Blutbad. Vulgarized by your ancestors as the big bad wolf. What, did you just get the books tonight?
Nick: You know about the books?
Monroe: Of course I know about the books. We all know about the books. You people started profiling us over 200 years ago. But, as you can see, I'm not that big, and I am done with the bad thing.
Nick: Well, how do you—
Monroe: How do I stay good? Through a strict regimen of diet, drugs, and Pilates. I'm a reformed Blutbad. A Wieder Blutbad. It's a different church altogether.
Nick: Wait, you guys go to church?
Monroe: Sure. Don't you?
Nick: Then what she said is really happening to me. I have to stop it. How do I stop it?
Monroe: Stop it? You can't stop it. It's who you are. So if you just got into this, you must be seeing some pretty strange things.
Nick: Yeah. I am.
Monroe: I guess that's why you're here.
Nick: No, I'm here because of the little girl.
Monroe: Still haven't found her yet?
Nick: No. We haven't.
Monroe: [Looking at the broken window] Ah, look at this.
Nick: You know where she is.
Monroe: Of course I don't know where she is. Did I not just tell you about my strict regimen?
Nick: So how many of you Blutbads are there?
Monroe: First off, the plural is Blutbaden. And I don't know. We don't socialize much. Bad things happen when we get into a pack. Especially when we see red.
Nick: So all those things I've been seeing—
Monroe: We're not things. Look, I'm a clockmaker, for God's sake. I don't go around abducting little girls.
Nick: Okay, then tonight in the backyard, you were marking your territory.
Monroe: I wasn't pissing on my fence for kicks.
Nick: Then there are more of you around here. Look, you may not know where she is, but you've got a pretty good idea who's got her.
Monroe: I don't bother the other Blutbaden, they don't bother me.
Nick: Guess what, pal? I'm not a Blutbaden. I'm a cop. And if you know who's got her, you had better tell me right now.
Monroe: Please don't threaten me.
Nick: [He grabs Monroe's shirt and pushes him against a wall] I want to know who's got her.
Postman: [He puts Robin in a secret room under his floor] Don't be afraid. Do you like it? It's all yours.
Robin: I just want to go home.
Postman: You are home. What do you say we hang this up? [He takes her hoodie and hangs it up next to a bunch more red jackets and sweatshirts] Do you want a chicken pot pie?
[Robin shakes her head, and the postman goes back upstairs]
Nick: I really think I should drive.
Monroe: No, I'm good.
Nick: If this is the same Blutbad that killed that woman in the woods—
Monroe: Well, assuming he fed yesterday, he'll be good for a week, maybe ten days, tops. He'll just use the time to fatten her up. Whoa. I got a hit. We're close.
Nick: Did you really smell him?
Monroe: Dude, you have no idea.
[Inside his house, the postman looks at one of his boots. Nearby, Monroe stops the car on a bridge]
Monroe: Okay, this is as far as we drive. [He and Nick get out of the car]
Nick: He's over there?
Monroe: Oh, he's real close. [He starts to rub something on him]
Nick: What's that?
Monroe: Wolfsbane. So he won't sense us.
Nick: You're kidding me, right?
Monroe: Not if you want to stay alive.
[Nick rubs the Wolfsbane on himself and starts walking]
Monroe: What are you doing?
Nick: You said he was over there.
Monroe: Why don't you just call him, tell him you're coming? This way. [They go below the bridge and walk through the water]
Nick: Isn't this what the bridge is for?
[They continue towards the house, and Monroe suddenly has to fight the urge to morph]
Nick: Do I need something like silver bullets?
Monroe: What are you, an idiot?
[They walk a little further and spot the postman's house]
Monroe: That's his place. [He morphs]
Nick: What's happening?
Monroe: [He retracts] I can't guarantee what'll happen if I go any closer. It's too dangerous. I might be on your side. I might be on his side. I might even go after the girl. I'm sorry. But there's nothing more I can do. I'm out of here. [He runs back towards his car]
[Nick calls Hank, waking him up]
Hank: [Answering his phone] What?
Nick: I found her.
[Inside his house, the postman sniffs the air and looks out a window. He then hears Robin knocking on the door to go under the floor, and he opens it]
Robin: I want to go home.
Postman: I told you, you are home! [He closes the door]
[A little while later, Nick meets Hank by the bridge]
Hank: Where is he?
Nick: He's in a house on the other side of the stream. But you have to put some of this on first. [He rubs the Wolfsbane on Hank]
Hank: What the hell are you doing?
Nick: So he doesn't smell us.
Hank: We're not hunting deer. Where's backup?
Nick: You're the only one I called.
Nick: I already cried wolf once. You think they're gonna believe me? Come on.
[They go below the bridge and walk through the stream]
Hank: How'd you find this place?
Nick: Uh, the boots. I couldn't sleep, started looking at addresses, this is one of them.
Hank: What's his name?
Hank: The guy we're looking for.
Nick: Uh, I forgot.
Hank: You do know there's a bridge, right? Man.
[They get closer to the house]
Hank: You better be right this time, buddy. You saw his boot prints, right?
Nick: Yeah. Up there up by the house.
Hank: Exact match?
Nick: From what I could tell, yeah.
Hank: You run his plates?
Nick: I'm still waiting. What's the matter? Do you not trust me?
Hank: Okay, let's do this.
[The postman recovers the floor door, and Nick and Hank knock. He answers the door]
Postman: Good evening. Can I help you?
Hank: [He and Nick look at the postman's feet, but he isn't wearing boots] Sorry to disturb you, sir. I'm Detective Griffin. This is Detective Burkhardt. Do you have a few minutes?
Postman: Of course. Would you like to come in?
Hank: That would be great. [He and Nick go inside]
Postman: We can sit in here.
Hank: Nice pillows.
Postman: I did the needlepoint myself. Not that I tell everyone.
[A timer goes off]
Postman: Oh, pot pie's done. Just give me a moment, and then we can talk. Okay? [He goes to the kitchen]
Hank: Are you kidding me?
Nick: Hank, I really believe this is the right guy. [He and Hank go to the kitchen]
[The postman sniffs the pot pie with red eyes]
Hank: Excuse me, sir?
Postman: [His eyes go back to normal] Sorry it's taking so long, but you know how delicate crusts are.
Hank: What kind of work do you do?
Postman: I work for the government. Like you. I'm a postman. Not the most glamorous job, but I like it.
Nick: Where were you between the hours of 2:00 and 4:00 today?
Postman: On my route. I'd like to know what this is all about.
Nick: [He shows the postman Robin's picture] This little girl went missing today.
Postman: That's awful. You don't think I had anything to do with this, do you?
Hank: We have to run down every possibility.
Postman: What possibility could have led you to me?
Nick: We're looking for a pair of boots.
Postman: Feel free to look anywhere you want.
[Nick and Hank search the postman's bedroom]
Hank: If this guy had something to hide, he would have kicked us out. I'm leaving. I want to keep my job.
[They both start walking towards the front door as the postman hums "Sweet Dreams"]
Postman: Anything else?
Hank: No. Thanks for your time. We'll see ourselves out. [He and Nick leave the house]
Nick: Hank, I'm sorry. I really thought this time—
Hank: Wait. The song.
Nick: What song?
Hank: He was humming the same song, the one on the dead girl's iPod.
[They see the postman watching them. He then turns around, and the lights in the house go off. Nick and Hank kick open the front door, guns drawn, and look around the house with flashlights. The postman, morphed as a Blutbad, attacks Hank, shoving him to the ground. Nick runs at the postman, but the postman throws him to the ground and runs outside. Nick and Hank then chase after him]
Hank: Hold it.
[The postman keeps running, and Hank shoots him multiple times in the back. The postman falls to the ground and retracts]
Nick: [He rolls the postman over] Where is she? Where is she?
Postman: [Weakly] Grimm. [He dies]
Hank: She's got to be in the house. [He and Nick run back inside]
Hank: Robin! Robin!
Hank: She's not here. We're gonna have to call it in. I'll find the breaker. [He walks away]
Nick: [He notices water gathering around a carpet and lifts the carpet up, finding the hidden door, and he opens it] Hank! [He goes down the stairs] Hank, she's here! It's okay, honey. We're police. [He unties Robin's hands and takes the gag out of her mouth]
[Hank turns the lights on and comes downstairs, and Robin hugs Nick]
Hank: I don't know how you did it, but you did it.
Nick: It's okay now. We're gonna take you home.
Nick: There's so much I don't understand. There's so many things I need to ask you. Look, I love Juliette. I don't want anything to happen to her. I want you to know, whatever it is I'm supposed to do, I'll do it. [He sees the blonde woman from outside the jewelry store filling a syringe, dressed as a doctor] You. [Nick grabs her wrist, and he is injected with the syringe. He falls to the ground woozy]
[The woman morphs as she walks out of the room, and doctors rush into the room. The woman leaves the hospital, throwing her doctor's coat onto the ground. She then gets into a vehicle where Captain Renard is waiting]
Renard: Is she dead?
Adalind: No. He was there.
Renard: That's unfortunate. Just have to try again. Let's hope she doesn't wake up first. [They drive away]
[Inside the hospital, Marie wakes up]