Grimm

Nick Burkhardt:
I guess you don't have to be a hexenbiest to be a witch

Adalind Schade:
You don't have to be a witch to work this kind of magic.

Hank Griffin:
[about the body they found hanging in a tree] That's him. Name's Ned Klosterman. Lives in Portland.

Sgt. Wu:
Ironically, he's an organ donor. Although I'm not sure who'd want what's left. [Nick and Hank stare] I'll run the name.

Monroe:
Hey, how many Blutbaden can say they had a Grimm living with them under the same roof?

Nick Burkhardt:
And lived to tell about it?

Monroe:
Right, probably...

Nick Burkhardt:
None.

Monroe:
None, actually. I mean... yeah.

Captain Sean Renard:
Let me ask you something Nick: what's really bothering you, the fact that you killed somebody or the fact that you killed somebody that wasn't Wesen? Because God knows you killed plenty of them. That's what you Grimms do, isn't it?

Graydon Ostler:
I haven't done anything. Stay away!

Monroe:
Ooh! I like it when dinner talks back.

Hank Griffin:
[about Hayden] What's he trying to pull?

Nick Burkhardt:
He thinks he's got an advantage because of what he is, but he doesn't know what I am. So we're gonna let him in!

Hank Griffin:
Is he gonna do what Carly did?

Nick Burkhardt:
I think so. We need to be ready.

Hank Griffin:
Oh, I'm ready.

Nick Burkhardt:
I know what you're thinkin.' First you get the bike, then the tattoo then you're drivin' to Sturgis, South Dakota.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Reading one of the Grimm diaries] These look like fertility symbols. You have any idea what that means?

Monroe:
Uhh, well, Nick, when a mommy coyotl and a daddy coyotl love each other very much...

Nick Burkhardt:
Okay.

Sgt. Wu:
Hey. So, let me get this straight. In the last six hours you've arrested six villains, saved a damsel in distress, and reunited a family, while I've filled out three dozen overtime reports and scrubbed out the coffeemaker. Yeah, we've all put in a rich, full day.

Monroe:
The ritual happens during the full moon... That's not a good night for me. I'm staying in.

Intro:
There once was a man who lived a life so strange it had to be true. Only he could see what no one else can: the darkness inside, the real monster within. And he's the one who must stop them. This is his calling, this is his duty - this is the life of a Grimm.

Monroe:
Yeah, no, totally. I mean, family reunions can be brutal. Our last one, we lost two cousins and a sheep dog.

Rosalee Calvert:
Okay.

Monroe:
No one missed the cousins, you know.

Kelly Burkhardt:
Your great-great-grandmother Hilda with this blade castrated a rotznasig carcaju.

Nick Burkhardt:
That's good times.

Monroe:
Who the hell is this b*tch?

Kelly Burkhardt:
Hey!

Nick Burkhardt:
She's my mother.

Monroe:
Dude. She told me she was... I mean, isn't she supposed to be, like, not so alive?

Monroe:
[to Nick] Dude, I gotta be honest your mother scares the crap outta me.

Kelly Burkhardt:
I'm sorry.

Nick Burkhardt:
For what?

Kelly Burkhardt:
A lot of things on that list.

Monroe:
[after ripping half an arm off of an armed man - in self defense] Okay, that went a little too far.

Nick Burkhardt:
This is important.

Monroe:
Oh, well, come on in then. Have a cup of coffee. Bagel? Cream cheese?

Nick Burkhardt:
First, I want to thank you for helping me out with the kidnapping.

Monroe:
A gift basket would have been nice.

Monroe:
You people murdered my grandfather. The Grimms burned down his farm, cut off his head, his hands, and his feet. Okay, maybe he deserved it for some of the things he did. But if my parents could see me know, standing this close to you and not avenging the family, last Thanksgiving I'd be invited to, I can tell you that.

Marie Kessler:
Take your best shot, blutbad.

Hank Griffin:
[Talking about a suspect] What do you think?

Nick Burkhardt:
Grown up way too fast, single parent if she has any. Takes way too many chances and looks for excitement in all the wrong place.

Hank Griffin:
Sounds like me.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah. Look how you turned out.

Opening Quote:
She looked in the window, and then peeped through the keyhole; seeing nobody in the house, she lifted the latch...

Nick Burkhardt:
How do I look?

Hank Griffin:
Like a cop who's been working all night.

Nick Burkhardt:
Aw, that's funny, Hank. That's how you look.

Hank Griffin:
Well then, you look good!

Hank Griffin:
Dude, what'd your aunt do to piss off so many people? She work for the government or something?

Diane Rabe:
Somebody was sleeping in our bed.

Frank Rabe:
Sleep had nothing to do with what they were doing in our bed.

Hank Griffin:
So you do this for kicks? Break into homes, party hardy?

Gilda Darner:
We were just having fun.

Hank Griffin:
Illegal fun.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm still trying to make sense of everything. Look, if you hadn't been here, I would've lost my mind. I'm not sure I haven't.

Marie Kessler:
Don't doubt yourself.

Nick Burkhardt:
I've seen so much.

Marie Kessler:
And you'll see more. You have a responsibility that you cannot ignore.

Nick Burkhardt:
I couldn't ignore it if I tried.

Marie Kessler:
You have to hunt down the bad ones, just like your ancestors did. There's a reason that you're a cop. You have an ability, and you must use it.

Juliette Silverton:
I picked up Chinese from Lotus, and - Got Voodoo doughnuts.

Nick Burkhardt:
Ah, you are the best. [Reaches for the doughnuts]

Juliette Silverton:
Don't be such a cop. The doughnuts are for dessert.

Nick Burkhardt:
You ever seen one of these?

Monroe:
Not up close, thank God. I think Jagerbars use these for disembowelling. Now I'm hungry.

Nick Burkhardt:
What do you know about Jagerbars?

Monroe:
What am I, your personal Grimmopedia?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, you're a Blutbad, and I'm assuming that Blutbaden know about Jagerbad-en?

Monroe:
It's just Jagerbars.

Monroe:
Aunt Marie, right? Yeah, I couldn't sleep the last two nights thinking old aunt Marie was going to cut off my head and stick it on a lamppost. That's how my great grandma ended up, you know!

Diane Rabe:
We belong to organizations that protect native land from development. There's a lot of rich cultural heritage disappearing, and we're trying to protect what's left both locally and globally.

Frank Rabe:
Honey, I think you're getting a little irrelevant

Diane Rabe:
Well you have to respect your ancestors, right detective?

Hank Griffin:
I had to respect mine, otherwise, I couldn't sit down for a week.

Sgt. Wu:
Okay, let's see, we got kidnapping and attempted murder for Barry, Jason, and T.B.

Hank Griffin:
Breaking and entering for Rocky and Gilda.

Sgt. Wu:
Well, at least they weren't doing drugs.

Marie Kessler:
Remember who you are. Trust your instincts and nothing else.

Hank Griffin:
Dying on a streetcar while dancing to YMCA. What do you think?

Nick Burkhardt:
Sounds like a crappy way to go.

Hank Griffin:
Harper's bee man just buzzed me. Yeah, I went there.

Elliot Spinella:
I was at the Howard Johnson in Eugene last night for this year's Oregon Beekeeper's Con.

Hank Griffin:
Pretty crowded convention?

Elliot Spinella:
Well, there's twelve of us, actually.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't need you for what you know, I need your nose.

Monroe:
Oh, I get it. So little Timmy's stuck in a well, you need Lassie to come find him. You really know how to butter a guy up for a favor.

Nick Burkhardt:
I've got a '77 Bordeaux in my truck

Monroe:
I can maybe catch a scent.

Monroe:
Oh yeah, I'm definitely getting a female scene here. Undeniable.

Nick Burkhardt:
You that sure?

Monroe:
No, her perfume. It's called "Undeniable."

Nick Burkhardt:
Hey, wait up.

Monroe:
Don't you dare say heel.

Nick Burkhardt:
Name's Melissa Wincroft.

Monroe:
Whoa. Did you just, like, Grimm that? Some kind of telepathic way?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, I read it off an envelope. Melissa Wincroft, owner and CEO. Must have been her office.

Monroe:
That's cheating. I sniffed her out.

Nick Burkhardt:
Good boy.

Juliette Silverton:
Hank said you did the right thing.

Nick Burkhardt:
Sometimes it's not that simple.

Juliette Silverton:
If it were simple, they wouldn't need you.

Opening Quote:
She'll sting you one day. Oh so gently, so you hardly even feel it. 'Til you fall dead...

Dr. Harper:
Well, it's definitely a puncture wound. But I can't tell you what made it. I've never seen a needle gauge this big.

Nick Burkhardt:
So was she allergic to apitoxin?

Dr. Harper:
No. But medical records never kept anyone from dying. I found close to 50 milligrams of apitoxin in her system. A bee sting carries about .1 milligram.

Hank Griffin:
That would make it a bee the size of LeBron James.

Dr. Harper:
More like the big three combined.

Nick Burkhardt:
Okay, sports fans.

Hank Griffin:
[At the beekeeper's] What makes a guy want to work, every day, in such a dangerous environment?

Nick Burkhardt:
What, robbery/homicide too tame for you?

Nick Burkhardt:
Were you able to analyze the apitoxin that our coroner sent over?

Nick Burkhardt:
Indeed I did, Detective.

Nick Burkhardt:
And?

Elliot Spinella:
Well, it's not synthetic.

Nick Burkhardt:
You mean someone harvested 50 milligrams of apitoxin from actual bees?

Elliot Spinella:
Apparently so.

Nick Burkhardt:
[In interrogation] I'd like to go over it again, if you don't mind.

Doug Shellow:
From the beginning?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, yeah, unless you know what happens in the end.

Hank Griffin:
Let's take a look at the case files burman sent us.

Juliette Silverton:
Uh-uh, my patient is not doing anything but resting and not scratching for the next eight hours. Dude, if you were a dog, I would've already tranquilized you.

Monroe:
Easy there Five O, you called me, remember? Don't you have a partner for this stuff?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, sure, because if I told him my two main suspects turned into bees, he'd completely understand.

Monroe:
If a mellifer sends out a message, it definitely means something sketchy's going on somewhere.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hank and I were attacked by a swarm of bees earlier, if that's sketchy enough for you.

Monroe:
[Upon entering a dark house] This is so the part of the horror movie where the sidekick gets it!

Nick Burkhardt:
Just stay close.

Monroe:
Tell me we are not going upstairs. [Nick keeps walking] Oh, we're going upstairs!

Hank Griffin:
Miss Schade...

Adalind Schade:
Please, call me Adalind, all my friends do.

Nick Burkhardt:
All your friends are dead.

Sgt. Wu:
Oscar worthy performance, DiNiro!

Nick Burkhardt:
Middle-school drama club.

Sgt. Wu:
He just sent a direct message to a blocked user.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well can you...

Sgt. Wu:
Of course I can, I'm Asian.

Nick Burkhardt:
So, tell me, why do the mellifers want you dead?

Adalind Schade:
You're a Detective. Figure it out.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't like this any more than you do. But if it's my duty to protect you, I damn well better have a good reason, or I might have a bad day at work.

Hank Griffin:
These wounds look like they were made by an animal. Maybe a wolf.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't know. If these footprints were what Tom and Juliette followed from the horse attack, I'm thinking whatever did this was human.

Sgt. Wu:
The answer's obvious. The murders were committed by a barefoot man carrying a wolf.

Nick Burkhardt:
[after Monroe says something in German] That sounded really beautiful. What does it mean?

Monroe:
"Everything has an end. Only the sausage has two." My father used to say it when anyone died

Monroe:
Larry, you fought the good fight. And for guys like us, it's a battle we fight every day of our lives. I don't know what went wrong for you, man, but we are going to find out. Rest in peace, brother.

Constantine Brinkerhof:
I would love to talk to you about your identity issues sometime.

Nick Burkhardt:
Thanks, I'm good.

Constantine Brinkerhof:
Are you? You can only walk in darkness so long. Sooner or later the inner man emerges for all to see. It's never a question of if, only when.

Rinaldo:
Anyway, the way I feel, miracle cure might be worse than the disease.

Monroe:
That reminds me of Larry's old joke, remember? "What's the best way to help a friend quit drinking?"

Monroe, Rinaldo:
Tear his arms off!

Monroe:
Do you know what people do to things they can't explain? I don't want my house torched, man. And I don't want crosses burned at my front yard. I'm just saying this is how legends end up killing innocent people!

Hank Griffin:
It's going to be fine.

Monroe:
No, I know. I know it's going to be fine. But, you know, you've been through this like, a million times.

Hank Griffin:
It wasn't a million times. It just felt like it.

Nick Burkhardt:
Want me to order you takeout for tonight?

Trubel:
Oh, so you mean I won't cook?

Nick Burkhardt:
Is that what you call it? I'm kidding. Sort of.

Juliette Silverton:
I would just to briefly say on behalf of Hank and myself, the resident Kehrseite-Schlich-Kennen, that it has been a wonderful and strange experience getting to know Monroe and Rosalee and all of you.

DeEtta:
I'll drink to that!

Juliette Silverton:
Not quite finished.

Edgar Waltz:
You may think I'm a monster, but what I am is necessary. No society would survive without order. Free thought is not free. There's no such thing as revolution. The oppressed always become the oppressors and the cycle repeats itself over and over. The only way to win is to stay out of the cycle. You don't understand a word that I've been saying.

Rosalee Calvert:
I'm sorry. I wasn't listening.

Opening Quote:
'Perhaps some accident has befallen him,' said the king, and the next day he sent out two more huntsmen who were to search for him.

Edgar Waltz:
How is it they allow a Lausenschlange to serve food?

Quinn:
[Scared] Hundjager. What do you want?

Edgar Waltz:
A dead man. [Shoots him]

Sgt. Wu:
Apparently the gunman crossed the street here. Fired three times. Hence, broken car window, the defacing of our friendly visitor greeting. Best guess is bloodstain belongs to bullet number three.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Writing in the Grimm diaries] The Klaustreich I came in contact with was aggressive, predatory and [pauses, thinking]... A real ass. I can't write that. What's the word? Mean? No. Catty? [laughs] Big no. [Thinks] Got it. Sadistic.

Captain Sean Renard:
I don't care if you are working for the Verrat. The next time you let yourself into my home uninvited, I will shoot you. In self-defense, of course.

Juliette Silverton:
I heard about you and Adalind.

Hank Griffin:
We were together for about half a cup of coffee. I don't know what happened, where it came from, but I'm glad it's over.

Juliette Silverton:
Well, between you and me, she was definitely not good enough for you.

Hank Griffin:
If she wasn't a lawyer, I'd think she roofied me.

Juliette Silverton:
What?

Hank Griffin:
I woke up, she was gone. And these two other people who were in the room with me. It's more than I want to get into.

Ian Harmon:
Are you always this animated?

Monroe:
Well, you made me miss my yoga.

Edgar Waltz:
I want Ian Harmon, you can find him.

Nick Burkhardt:
So you can murder him.

Edgar Waltz:
You're a Grimm. I'm a Hundjager. We're not friends, but, uh, we've always been... How shall I put it - allies of convenience.

Nick Burkhardt:
Not around here we haven't.

Sgt. Wu:
If you ask me, it's an alligator. I know it sounds crazy, but when I was a kid my uncle who lived in New York told me that alligators lived in the sewers. I was so scared I peed in the bathtub the whole time I was there.

[Hank stares]

Sgt. Wu:
Oh, like you wouldn't do the same.

Nick Burkhardt:
Decapitare, I kind of like that.

Nick Burkhardt:
[about a victim's arm] Torn right out of the socket.

Hank Griffin:
How the hell you do that?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, in the good old days, they'd do it with horses.

Hank Griffin:
What about now?

Nick Burkhardt:
Somebody big. And very powerful.

Hank Griffin:
Some-*body*?

Dr. Harper:
I've seen shark bites powerful enough to separate the humerus clean from the socket. The force of the bite crushed both the ulna and the radius. But the actual cause of death was not shock or loss of blood, but a broken neck. Whatever got a hold of this guy gave him a good shaking. Multiple fractures of the long bones and a subdural hematoma, which is bleeding in the brain.

Nick Burkhardt:
And that happened before his arm got torn off?

Dr. Harper:
Probably the action that *caused* the guy's arm to get torn off.

Sebastien:
Prince Victor, your cousin, arrived two days ago.

Captain Sean Renard:
Victor? Oh, he's here?

Sebastien:
The family wants him to take your brother's place.

Captain Sean Renard:
I don't know that much about him except that Eric never trusted him. Not sure if that's good or bad.

Nick Burkhardt:
Closest match to the bite mark on the severed leg?

Sgt. Wu:
Don't tell me. Alligator. Problem is, alligators don't rob houses.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm sure we'll have no problem finding a Gelum - what is it?

Hank Griffin:
No idea.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, at least we know it starts with a "G".

Hank Griffin:
I think it was a "K".

Hank Griffin:
All right, all right. Here, look, I'll write it down for you.

Hank Griffin:
[Looking at it] It was a "G".

Nick Burkhardt:
Told you.

Meisner:
Has it begun?

Franz:
No. It's been delayed.

Captain Sean Renard:
By what?

Franz:
A trial.

Captain Sean Renard:
[Hear yells of pain] Sounds like they reached a verdict.

Nick Burkhardt:
You're a long way from your condo in South Florida, Gregorek.

Hank Griffin:
Hear the weather's great down there in the winter. Is that your off-season?

Gregorek:
I like the sunshine.

Hank Griffin:
Who wouldn't, after a few months in the sewer?

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm sorry to bother you guys. Just wanted to see if you'd ever heard of a decapitare?

Rosalee Calvert:
I know what it means. It's really, really old-school. Latin for Grimm, as in "he who decapitates".

Monroe:
One of those nights, huh, Nick?

Hank Griffin:
I haven't had that much fun since that drunk threw up on me at the Christmas Party.

Nick Burkhardt:
Wasn't that Sergeant Wu?

Monroe:
Last time I protected someone for you, it was not a pleasant experience. How is that guy, by the way, were they able to sew his arm back on?

Nick Burkhardt:
Uhm, I don't think he's going to be beating anybody up with it again.

Sgt. Wu:
I guess they're gonna have to face the music.

Hank Griffin:
Really? You went there?

Sgt. Wu:
Somebody had to.

Opening Quote:
Out they scampered from doors, windows and gutters, rats of every size, all after the piper.

Hank Griffin:
Nice house.

Nick Burkhardt:
Nice cars.

Hank Griffin:
And bad things still happen.

Captain Sean Renard:
[reading newspaper headline] "Rats dine on beloved teacher"

Nick Burkhardt:
That's a little cold.

Hank Griffin:
Guess who came to dinner.

Sgt. Wu:
Looks like he's been dead for a few hours; car's locked - we kept it that way. Got some evidence inside we didn't want to get away [See rats crawling around]

Nick Burkhardt:
Death by rat?

Sgt. Wu:
Looks like.

Nick Burkhardt:
Look, I get it. You're the outsider, no one understand the world the way you do. Maybe you shouldn't expect them to.

Roddy Geiger:
I certainly don't expect a Grimm to.

Nick Burkhardt:
Do you know many Grimms?

Sgt. Wu:
You're never gonna believe this. I talked to Sammy, the guy who put on the illegal rave - Your perp is DJ Rechid Kat!

Hank Griffin:
Who's DJ Rechid Kat?

Sgt. Wu:
[to Nick] Tell me you know.

Nick Burkhardt:
Of course I know. Everybody knows. Who's DJ Rechid Kat?

Sgt. Wu:
Only the most famous raver in Portland! Not that men of your age would know what I'm talking about.

Monroe:
Reinigen, they're bottom of the food chain. Man, let me tell you, the food in their chain, is rarely gourmet.

Monroe:
I've never been much of a do-gooder, Nick, I mean the only bleeding heart I ever had was an - I mean that's in the past, I'm just saying.

Hank Griffin:
How many rats?

Nick Burkhardt:
What?

Hank Griffin:
For the report, how many rats do you think were down there?

Nick Burkhardt:
Sorry, I didn't stop to count them.

Hank Griffin:
I'd like to put a million, 'cause that's what it seemed like.

Nick Burkhardt:
Put a thousand. Nobody's gonna believe a million.

Hank Griffin:
No one's gonna believe a thousand.

Juliette Silverton:
I shouldn't have been on your email.

Nick Burkhardt:
I told you to go in my email. I have nothing to hide. Anymore.

Nick Burkhardt:
He's scared.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, well, he just saw a guy with his throat ripped out. Bound to give you some indigestion.

Sgt. Wu:
Somebody killed 'em? And left the money behind?

Nick Burkhardt:
If they're our guys.

Sgt. Wu:
Who did it?

Nick Burkhardt:
Don't know. That's what we call "a mystery."

Sgt. Wu:
Oh, that's what it is.

Nick Burkhardt:
Look, there's another mark up here from where I took a shot.

Juliette Silverton:
With your gun?

Nick Burkhardt:
Crossbow, actually, but that's besides the point.

Monroe:
There's no signs of going after the legs first to cripple the prey. Sorry, victim.

Mrs. Garcia:
I know it looks bad, but do you really think anyone is going to believe that I could do such things?

Nick Burkhardt:
You are "El Cucuy".

Mrs. Garcia:
I've been called many things.

Hank Griffin:
You have Bolton's blood all over you.

Mrs. Garcia:
Well yes, you brought me to Mr. Bolton's house and when I heard the terrible screaming, I went in to help. Oh! I must have gotten all bloody when I tried to save him.

Nick Burkhardt:
Save him? Really?

Captain Sean Renard:
[Watching the interrogation] Are you kidding me?

Monroe:
We're more a throat first, ask questions later kind of Wesen.

George Lazure:
[about the supposed alien attack] Hey, look, you can level with me. We're all on the same team, really, protecting the people. Was the victim probed?

Sgt. Wu:
Nobody was probed... yet.

Monroe:
Oh, hey, Nick.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hey.

Monroe:
Ah, I see you two have a book open there, which more likely than not portends some kind of catastrophic disaster, which in turn, can only mean my date with Rosalee has been put on hold

Sgt. Wu:
What is it about cows and aliens?

Monroe:
Don't you need a warrant for that?

Nick Burkhardt:
You're right, you open it.

Monroe:
Oh, okay.

Monroe:
Bottom line, my dad was very old school, okay? Very old school.

Rosalee Calvert:
Your dad still hunts?

Monroe:
Well, let me put it this way. I don't ask and he knows better than to talk to me about it. But they're not getting any Meals on Wheels, I'll tell you that much.

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh, right, Nick and your parents under the same roof. Yeah, that would be a problem.

Monroe:
I mean, bottom line, I don't want Nick to kill my parents. Not that they wouldn't give him plenty of reason.

Hank Griffin:
Do you remember any names?

Rosalee Calvert:
You don't forget names like Smokey and Stinkeye, but real names, no. Nobody ever used real names.

Rosalee Calvert:
You have to play more often. Got any more?

Monroe:
I do, I do. I have a Mozart, a Bach, a very nice Brahms. And I got a Rimsky-Korsakov from Scheherazade that'll knock your babushka off.

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh, the babushka one.

Nick Burkhardt:
That's quite a way to send a message. Cutting off the head of the serpent.

Monroe:
Or in this case, the head of the Yaguarate. [Nick and Hank stare] Serpent's good.

Alicia:
Sorta feels like we're back in the dorm, right? yeah. Except for Nick, of course.

Juliette Silverton:
Ahh, I wish he'd been there.

Alicia:
Yeah, if only. [to Nick] Some of the guys she was with...

Juliette Silverton:
[Interrupting] Hey! Wow. You... need to behave yourself.

Rosalee Calvert:
You don't realize how different you and Nick and Hank are. That you don't judge or, more importantly, cut off our heads.

Joe:
Oh God, a Grimm! Okay, don't kill me. Please, don't kill me.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't think it's me you have to worry about.

Monroe:
Nick, hold on. This is one of those "pause, take a deep breath" situations where you can't be going off half, full, or any other degree of cocked.

Monroe:
I'm sort of stuck in the middle of a "Juliette, Nick, and another man" sort of thing. Not Nick with another man.

Monroe:
Nick, Rosalee is coming home tomorrow. She thinks the captain is the one who woke Juliette up, okay? That means he's the one who saved her life.

Nick Burkhardt:
How would she know that?

Monroe:
Because it explains their behavior. Their obsessive-compulsion sexual attraction to each other. I didn't mean to say that last part out loud.

Adalind Schade:
I could scream.

Captain Sean Renard:
Or you could die. That's the kind of mood I'm in.

Rosalee Calvert:
If this spell is allowed to progress much further, one of them is going to kill the other.

Nick Burkhardt:
Does anything *not* end in death?

Monroe:
[Slight pause] Ummm...

Rosalee Calvert:
No, not really.

Monroe:
Not that I know of.

Monroe:
I say we find Adalind's mother and we do whatever...

Nick Burkhardt:
Thaaaat's not gonna work.

Monroe:
Why not? That makes perfect sense!

Nick Burkhardt:
She's dead.

Monroe:
Dead, what? Who killed her?"

Nick Burkhardt:
My mother.

Monroe:
[Downcast] Why...

Monroe:
What is it?

Nick Burkhardt:
Quadruple homicide.

Monroe:
See. Your life's not so bad.

Nick Burkhardt:
In the parking lot near the Deluxe Hotel.

Monroe:
Oh *that* quadruple homicide.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah.

Monroe:
Well, at least you know who did it.

Monroe:
The flowers are too much, aren't they? Maybe you should give them to her. Okay, okay. No, you're right. You're right. It's just, I shouldn't have gotten roses. That's like, you know, presumptuous.

Hank Griffin:
If I could explain the motives of women, I'd still be married.

Monroe:
Look, it's late. I'm tired, you're tired. Why don't I make us a little warm milk...

Nick Burkhardt:
Really?

Monroe:
Yeah. You know, just like your mom... [Nick gives Monroe a look]... never made. I'm sorry. Bad idea. I'm shuttin' up. I'm goin' to bed. Good night.

Captain Sean Renard:
Be sure to watch your back.

Hank Griffin:
I'll be looking in all directions, Captain.

Monroe:
How bad is this going to be?

Rosalee Calvert:
I don't know. [to Nick] You're just gonna have to drink it, and it's gonna do what it's gonna do.

Nick Burkhardt:
Is it going to help Juliette remember me?

Rosalee Calvert:
I don't know. but it's the first step of what you're going to have to go through to break the spell between Juliette and the Captain.

Nick Burkhardt:
How many steps are there?

Rosalee Calvert:
Two.

Nick Burkhardt:
And what's the second one?

Rosalee Calvert:
It involves all three of you.

Monroe:
I can't wait to write the invitations to that party.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Drinks potion and waits a few seconds] That's it?

Captain Sean Renard:
No. [Nick doubles over in pain]

Captain Sean Renard:
...That's it.

Monroe:
This is awfully early.

Nick Burkhardt:
Can you trace an antique watch?

Monroe:
Wow. You're actually calling me for what I do. I might have to charge you for this.

Monroe:
Good morning. Well, not that good if somebody died, I guess. But, um, yeah, come on in.

Captain Sean Renard:
You're lucky to be alive. Pulling a stunt like that. I should have your badge.

Hank Griffin:
If you want it, you can have it.

Captain Sean Renard:
I'd rather have you alive and wearing it.

Nick Burkhardt:
He's after Hank.

Monroe:
Hank? Why?

Nick Burkhardt:
He put him in prison.

Monroe:
Oh, yeah, that'll do it. These guys carry grudges to the grave. And usually it's your grave.

[Monroe enters Nick's trailer, containing all of his aunt's "Grimm" equipment]

Monroe:
[skyward] Dad... I swear to God I'm doing the right thing.

[Monroe opens the cabinet in Nick's trailer, revealing an arsenal of swords, knives and axes]

Monroe:
This is... *awesome*!

Nick Burkhardt:
Okay, let's give it a try. All right, so there's a Wesen called a Cracher-Mortel, and apparently he can spit something in your face that can paralyze you to the point where you appear dead but you're not. And when you wake up a little bit later, you are a little crazed and very violent. You want to destroying everything that you can see. Apparently, this has something to do with a voodoo ritual...

Juliette Silverton:
So, just a normal day at the office?

Nick Burkhardt:
You sure you're okay with this?

Juliette Silverton:
I am if you are.

Nick Burkhardt:
Let's just take it one Wesen at a time.

Nick Burkhardt:
I just wanted to say, and don't take this the wrong way...

Juliette Silverton:
What?

Nick Burkhardt:
Last night was the best night of my life.

Juliette Silverton:
Really? I don't suppose you could get the day off.

Nick Burkhardt:
I could... if people stopped killing each other.

Nick Burkhardt:
Is this a "shut the door" kind of conversation?

Captain Sean Renard:
My brother is here in Portland.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Shuts the door] Is he some sort of "your highness"?

Captain Sean Renard:
He's a Prince and he wields a lot of power in the Family.

Nick Burkhardt:
What's he doing here?

Captain Sean Renard:
He says he's here to discuss Family matters, but I never believe a word he says. You should know that his mother tried to murder mine. And me.

Nick Burkhardt:
That would make for an awkward Christmas.

Captain Sean Renard:
I wouldn't know. I was never included.

Nick Burkhardt:
How's the leg?

Sgt. Wu:
About as bad as my arm.

Hank Griffin:
What's wrong with your arm?

Sgt. Wu:
That's where I got a tetanus shot for the lady who sunk her teeth into me.

Rosalee Calvert:
Why is this guy doing this here in Portland?

Monroe:
I know. I mean, we have food and donuts, but that's kind of the extent of it.

Monroe:
He looks dead.

Nick Burkhardt:
I know he looks dead. Probably was for a little while, but he's not now.

Monroe:
You're telling me this guy is gonna wake up?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yep.

Hank Griffin:
And not in a very good mood.

Adalind Schade:
Ding dong, the witch is dead. And another one's coming back.

Eric Renard:
How long has it been since we've been breathing the same air?

Captain Sean Renard:
Well, let me see. I believe I was 13, when my mother pulled me out of French literature class in Geneva and whisked us out of the country to keep us from being murdered... by your mother.

Eric Renard:
Yes. That was any exciting day, wasn't it?

Captain Sean Renard:
Not so much for me.

Juliette Silverton:
I now know why you couldn't tell me everything.

Nick Burkhardt:
I wanted to tell you. I just didn't know how. I was afraid fro you to see a world that I didn't fully understand.

Monroe:
I got it! I got the device! Am I too late? Oh, no, I can't be too late, you're still alive. That's a good thing.

Monroe:
It's a legendary liminal being.

Nick Burkhardt:
And that means what?

Monroe:
Well, its two distinct states of existence simultaneous within one physical body. The duality of humanity. The yin and the yang. The Ike and Tina Turner of it all.

Monroe:
God, there is some amazing stuff in this trailer. Do you have this place insured?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, that would mean having to admit that it existed, so...

Monroe:
Ah. Yes, there's that.

Title Card:
And they lived happily ever after...

Monroe:
[Offering flowers] Now, I know it's not equal trade for my life. But I just wanted to say I'm glad you know how to clock a dude with a brick.

Nick Burkhardt:
Juliette, if you have something to say, just say it. I know it's been a little tough...

Juliette Silverton:
No, no. I want to learn to shoot.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Startled] A gun?

Juliette Silverton:
No, a bow and arrow. Yes, a gun.

Opening Quote:
Soon he was so in love with the witch's daughter that he could think of nothing else. He lived by the light of her eyes and gladly did whatever she asked.

Adalind Schade:
Why is this so important to you?

Captain Sean Renard:
It's important to you, too. A Grimm on the other side isn't good for either one of us.

Adalind Schade:
So, why am I not going after *him*?

Captain Sean Renard:
Because the way to a man's soul is through his friends.

Rosalee Calvert:
How do you do this?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, we start with last known addresses, see if we can find them or somebody who knows them...

Rosalee Calvert:
I mean you, as a cop. And the people you work with have no idea?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I do what I can do.

Rosalee Calvert:
I don't envy you. It's not easy living two lives.

Hank Griffin:
Why would these guys kill a shopkeeper for some herbs and spices that aren't even illegal? That just doesn't make any sense.

Nick Burkhardt:
[holds up coffee cup] Well, there are plenty of legal substances that will still fry your brain.

Sgt. Wu:
Oh, cookie. Did you bring enough for everyone?

Hank Griffin:
No.

Sgt. Wu:
My mother made the best cookies on the block. She shared them with everyone and they *loved* her for it. [Hank just stares at him] All right, I'll go cookieless.

Monroe:
This cop you sent down here is in really bad shape. I mean, he just walked in and collapsed, and his whole face looks like a volcano that's about to explode.

Nick Burkhardt:
Are you sure you're okay?

Sgt. Wu:
Yeah, yeah. Yeah. Don't remember much. I went to that shop like you wanted. Woke up here. Had some weird-ass dreams. Clearly, I'm going to need a facial.

Nick Burkhardt:
[after hank breaks his leg] Man, what'd the doctor say?

Hank Griffin:
Actually, he was very adamant. "Let your partner do all the work."

Nick Burkhardt:
As if I don't already.

Juliette Silverton:
I just wanted to know if he has said anything to you about our relationship, or...?

Monroe:
Yours and mine?

Juliette Silverton:
No. Me and Nick.

Rosalee Calvert:
[Visiting the trailer for the first time] This is where the books come from.

Hank Griffin:
Among other things.

Monroe:
Yeah, it's a veritable museum of Wesen-ology, chronicling the Grimms' proud tradition of hunting and beheading people like us.

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh. Nice to know.

Hank Griffin:
So, what did I miss?

Nick Burkhardt:
The usual. The devil. A couple of space aliens.

Monroe:
Halloween for us, come on. That's like, bigger than Christmas. There's a long Wesen tradition of All Hallows' Eve Midnight Woge running through the woods, scaring the crap out of villagers. Literally, sometimes.

Monroe:
What a bevy of great costumes. Oh, love the wolf man. Looks like my Uncle Herman before they chopped his head off.

Hank Griffin:
Oh, man. If this is real, how do you ever sleep?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, you got my back.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, but who's got mine?

Valentina Espinosa:
This is not a ghost. I saw her. This woman is real.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, real is a sort of relative term around here.

Hank Griffin:
I thought we didn't believe in ghosts.

Nick Burkhardt:
We didn't...

Hank Griffin:
So, she's got to be a Wesen, right?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, she's something else, something my ancestors couldn't figure out either.

Nick Burkhardt:
[while jogging] So how long'd you think it take us to do ten miles?

Hank Griffin:
Depends on how fast we drive.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hey, what's up?

Juliette Silverton:
Some very exciting laundry.

Nick Burkhardt:
No wonder you called.

Juliette Silverton:
I'm going to the grocery store so I wanted to check in with you about our anniversary dinner. You do remember that, right?

Nick Burkhardt:
Dinner, when have I ever forgotten dinner?

Juliette Silverton:
Uh-huh, okay. So you're saying you want peanut butter and jelly tomorrow night?

Nick Burkhardt:
[about why Monroe can't meet Juliette] Monroe, name one aspect of our relationship that we wouldn't have to lie about.

Monroe:
You're right. All the time we spend together, all the sneaking around. God, it suddenly seems so wrong.

Parliamentary Officer #1:
All those in favor of the witness coming forward? All opposed? I move to request that the Grimm does not cut off our heads for opposing him on this question.

Nick Burkhardt:
Listen to me. I need to find Arnold if I'm ever going to bring this guy.

Bud:
Okay. Okay, if Arnold's hiding, I might know where. If I'm right, I'll come to your house and carve a small series of numbers on the porch steps. The odd numbers will mean that...

Nick Burkhardt:
Or just call me.

Bud:
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, yeah, that would work too.

Nick Burkhardt:
You did your best.

Bud:
I really thought we had a chance to change things. It's just that... bravery isn't in our nature.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, I don't know about that, Bud. Even after you knew what I was, you came to my house, fixed my door, brought me pie... and that took guts.

Monroe:
You should see me in my Santa suit.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, a blutbad as Santa.

Monroe:
Hey, I'm pretty good, but it's true. I'm no gefrieren geber.

Nick Burkhardt:
Wait a minute. You're telling me that Santa Claus is a...?

Monroe:
Well, think about it. I mean, who else could live up there?

Monroe:
Here we go. A knochen hof.

Nick Burkhardt:
Let me guess. "Bone yard."

Monroe:
Literally speaking, yes. But there's a spiritual meaning. We've taken a life to sustain life. And the sacrifice has to be honored. You know, before digestion begins.

Forest Service Ranger:
It's kinda weird, there's not a bit of food left. No sleeping bag, no blankets. Got millions of dollars worth of marijuana plants out there and not one of them was taken.

Hank Griffin:
You're saying somebody killed him for his supplies?

Forest Service Ranger:
That's what it looks like.

Nick Burkhardt:
Somebody got their priorities screwed up.

Hank Griffin:
Maybe we're talking Bigfoot.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't think Bigfoot would fit in the sleeping bag.

Captain Sean Renard:
Who kills a pot grower in the middle of the woods for a sleeping bag and some food?

Nick Burkhardt:
Somebody hungry and cold.

Bud:
Dude, I'm telling you. I saw him with my own two eyes.

Roscoe:
Here in Portland?

Irv:
They don't really exist.

Bud:
I was in his house.

Roscoe:
You were in a Grimm's house?

Bud:
Yes!

Irv:
If that's true, how come he didn't kill you?

Bud:
'Cause I got the hell outta there, that's why.

Roscoe:
OK, so where does he live, Mr. I-saw-Grimm-and- lived-to-tell-about-it?

Nick Burkhardt:
You got something.

Monroe:
Just give me a second, OK?

Nick Burkhardt:
What is it?

Monroe:
[Excited] Burdock root! I haven't seen this stuff since I was a kid in scouts. Oh, my God. Yeah, it's a pain-killer. It's like aspirin, you chew on the root. It's also a fine diuretic. [Nick gives him a look] But I digress.

Dustin:
I told you everything I told the police. I didn't kill your brother. I'm telling you, there was someone else out there.

Mike Blake:
That's just what I would have told the cops if I'd killed somebody.

Monroe:
This is burdock root. You chew on it. Like this. Here. [Holly spits it out] No, no, no, I know, I know. It tastes like an old tennis shoe. I mean, not that I've eaten all that many of them.

Monroe:
[Answering phone] Hello?

Nick Burkhardt:
Hey, it's Nick.

Monroe:
How did you get my new cell phone?

Nick Burkhardt:
Are you kidding me? I'm a cop.

Monroe:
[Nick asks Monroe to follow a suspect] Okay, who am I supposed to be?

Nick Burkhardt:
Just yourself.

Monroe:
That's a little disappointing.

Nick Burkhardt:
What are you doing?

Monroe:
No way, dude I can't be around that guy; he's way too potent. I almost bought him a drink.

Opening Quote:
There she paused for a while thinking... but the temptation was so great that she could not conquer it...

Nick Burkhardt:
You get a tox report?

Dr. Harper:
Preliminary says she had a few drinks, not a lot. Alcohol was .06.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, what about drugs?

Dr. Harper:
So far, none of the usual suspects. Finding the unusual's going to take a little more time.

Nick Burkhardt:
The Bramble House, Bed and Breakfast.

Hank Griffin:
You know it?

Nick Burkhardt:
When do I have time for a bed *or* breakfast?

Hank Griffin:
Let's check with the cab companies, see if they made any drop-offs at a B & B you "don't have time for".

Nick Burkhardt:
You know anything about Ziegevolk?

Monroe:
A little. They're mostly like preachers, game show hosts; you know, actor-types. You know, guys like to be in the public eye. Why, did one goat out on you?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah. Do you know some?

Monroe:
I knew one in high school. Elvis Greenspan. Got all the chicks; like every hottie in school. Okay, kid was 5'4". Weighed in at like 280. It's hard to believe but Ziegevolk give off this sort of scent.

Nick Burkhardt:
What, you mean like pheromones?

Monroe:
Yeah, they secrete it in their sweat or something. Chicks can't resist it. And if one of these goat guys touches you, look out man, they own you. Why do you think those Hollywood types are always hugging everybody?

Juliette Silverton:
What are you thinking?

Nick Burkhardt:
Oh, I'm just wondering why certain people are attracted to each other.

Juliette Silverton:
It's all about chemistry.

Nick Burkhardt:
Oh, well that explains Dale Armstead. Guy who stole your - [Gets a look from Juliette] Guy your first love.

Juliette Silverton:
That wasn't love.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, it certainly wasn't looks or intelligence.

Juliette Silverton:
You're one to talk! I met your first girlfriend.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Monroe is watching a suspect for Nick] Can you get closer to him? I need to hear what he's saying.

Monroe:
Check this out. I am moving in on the bar. There's an opening directly to her left. I'm about 20 feet from the bar right now. I can be at the opening in about...

Nick Burkhardt:
Okay, I don't need to know everything you're doing.

Monroe:
Well, excuse me for being thorough.

Hank Griffin:
I can't believe any of these women wanted to be anywhere near this guy.

Nick Burkhardt:
You know what? I'm betting it's the toads.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, right, toads. If it was only that easy. Maybe I'll get me some toads.

Sgt. Wu:
Gentlemen... and you two as well. [Nick and Hank stare] Waits for laugh. Doesn't get it.

Adalind Schade:
All I know is this is gonna get ugly.

Catherine:
Don't worry. You do ugly so well.

Nick Burkhardt:
Adalind. I think it's time we settle our differences... violently.

Captain Sean Renard:
I was doing just fine 'til I had a gun pressed to my neck by a man I've known nearly 20 years.

Thomas Woolsey:
It's nothing personal sir.

Captain Sean Renard:
I know, Woolsey, but I'm taking it that way.

Thomas Woolsey:
No hard feelings, sir. Your privilege.

Rosalee Calvert:
It's got to be a potion of some kind. How else would a human fall in love with a hexenbiest? They're not exactly the lovable type.

Monroe:
Kinda hot, though. [Rosalee gives him a look] I mean, if you go for that obviously hot thing, because I don't.

Opening Quote:
Forgive me for the evil I have done you; my mother drove me to it; it was done against my will.

Juliette Silverton:
If this is Wesen-related, how are you gonna keep Wu in the loop?

Nick Burkhardt:
...We lie.

Juliette Silverton:
Ah... the basis of any lasting relationship.

Hank Griffin:
[Nick is reading one of the Grimm diaries] Do we have to start at the beginning?

Monroe:
Yeah, pick it up right before the "and then I cut off his head" part.

Nick Burkhardt:
All right. Ohh, "snuck down the putrid alley. Fetid smell of blood," blah, blah. "Cut off its..." Okay, too far.

Rosalee Calvert:
There are ancient rituals where it's believed the health and youth of the baby can be absorbed. Your case could have something to do with that.

Monroe:
I have an aunt and uncle, they used to eat their newborn's placentas. You know, fry 'em up with a little butter and honey? But, I'm sorry, this is going way too far.

Juliette Silverton:
This could be anything that climbs trees; bigger than a squirrel, obviously.

Sgt. Drew Wu:
Does that taste any good?

Sgt. Franco:
Not really, but my wife's been mad at me for not eating healthier, so I'm trying.

Sgt. Drew Wu:
Sometimes my cat gets mad at me, and all she needs is a belly rub.

Sgt. Franco:
My wife's not a cat.

Sgt. Drew Wu:
Doesn't mean it wouldn't work.

Frau Pech:
I sense something else.

Adalind Schade:
I'm pregnant.

Frau Pech:
Oh yeah? Who's the unlucky man?

Monroe:
So how are we supposed to pull out one of this guy's eyes?

Rosalee Calvert:
With a spoon.

Monroe:
Oh, that's gotta be uncomfortable.

Juliette Silverton:
What kind of spice shop are you running?

Juliette Silverton:
How do you know she's a Grimm?

Nick Burkhardt:
Monroe saw her.

Juliette Silverton:
Monroe saw her?

Nick Burkhardt:
...And she killed three wesen.

Juliette Silverton:
She's a murder suspect?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, not technically a suspect, because we know she did it.

Trubel:
So you see these wesen things too?

Juliette Silverton:
No, I'm not a Grimm.

Trubel:
So how do you deal with this?

Juliette Silverton:
Deal with what?

Trubel:
You know, being married to someone who can see what we do?

Juliette Silverton:
Um, we [Gestures to Nick] We're not married.

Trubel:
Smart. You can get out any time.

Trubel:
I've seen one of those.

Nick Burkhardt:
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.

Nick Burkhardt:
Where do you think you're going?

Trubel:
With you; isn't that what I'm supposed to be doing?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, this is a crime scene. This might not have anything to do with wesen.

Hank Griffin:
Don't I wish.

Sgt. Wu:
I am all over this. I've done my fair share of gaming since my life consists mostly of myself and my cat.

Hank Griffin:
Am I the only one who thinks this might be Wesen.

Nick Burkhardt:
Maybe we got luck this time and we're just dealing with a normal, human psychopath.

Captain Sean Renard:
One can only hope.

Monroe:
[about a murder victim who was cut in half] Head to toe or side to side?

Nick Burkhardt:
Side to side.

Monroe:
Oh, I haven't actually heard of a Wesen that does that. Now, drawn and quartered, that's standard when it comes to dispatching Wesen. I mean, it's old-school, venerable, but one of the classics.

Juliette Silverton:
If anyone wants to talk, any spirits or whatever, I'm home. I'm available. Now is your big chance. I can't help you unless you contact me. Okay? [pause] Okay, thanks. Now, I'm just talking to myself. Well, then. Oh, look, still doing it.

Nick Burkhardt:
We just found out in the Black Forest game his nom de plume is Nameless.

Sgt. Wu:
Ah, guess he put a lot of thought into that one.

Monroe:
Have you spoken to Juliette, at all, lately?

Nick Burkhardt:
No.

Monroe:
Because, I must say, you appear to be handling it pretty well. I mean, that's gotta be... Well, you are a Grimm, so I guess you're used to a certain amount of pain and suffering.

Monroe:
[Holding out a sock from the laundry] Is this yours?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah. Where's the other one?

Monroe:
Dude, I am not my sock-brother's keeper.

Sgt. Wu:
Virtual stake-out. I like it.

Captain Sean Renard:
You need to understand your place in all this. If you and I could overcome our differences, we will make history.

Captain Sean Renard:
And if we can't?

Captain Sean Renard:
Then history will bury us.

Viktor:
Next time, choose your people more carefully.

Marcus Rispoli:
Yes, sir. Although it was Danilov's man.

Viktor:
Well, I can only kill Danilov once.

Monroe:
Wow, taking on a Lausenschlange and a klaustreich at the same time. That takes some seriously large... well, in her case, figurative cojones.

Trubel:
What kind of cops are you, anyway?

Hank Griffin:
That's a good question. I wish I had a good answer.

Juliette Silverton:
Adalind, if the Royals have your baby, they wouldn't still be here.

Adalind Schade:
I'm not giving up my baby!

Nick Burkhardt:
There's nothing we can do, Adalind.

Adalind Schade:
Well, I'm not doing nothing. [Leaves, slamming the door behind her]

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm not entirely sure she'd make a great mother.

Hank Griffin:
We got some possibilities here on the vics. Firebaugh and Dunn have some known associates here in the system. Three of them are dead, two are still in prison, and a half a dozen here in the area.

Nick Burkhardt:
Too bad there's not a box you can check if they're wesen.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah. Wouldn't that just make our lives so much easier?

Monroe:
I'm sorry to bug you, but Adalind is here. And she is really upset.

Nick Burkhardt:
She came back to your place?

Monroe:
Yeah. Didn't see that one coming, did you?

Nick Burkhardt:
What does she want?

Monroe:
Do you mean besides her baby? Well, uh, she has no place to go. She has no money, no car, no insurance. I mean, not that you need that if you don't have a car, I guess I don't know.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Checking out victim's care] A couple beer bottles, whiskey bottle.

Hank Griffin:
A little late to arrest them for DUI. But in retrospect, I'm sure they would have preferred that.

King Frederick:
Now, don't go blaming your people for not telling you I was here. I wanted it to be a surprise.

Viktor:
Well, you succeeded. [pause] What can we get you?

King Frederick:
You mean, besides the men responsible for the death of my son Eric?

Viktor:
We're closing in on that.

King Frederick:
Like you're closing in on the child? By the way, do we know if it's my grandchild by my son Eric or by my son Sean?

Hank Griffin:
[watching video surveillance of a suspect] You're kidding me.

Sgt. Wu:
Not exactly your average stone-cold killer.

Nick Burkhardt:
She doesn't look very old.

Sgt. Wu:
Thinking 19 to 21 going on deadly.

Monroe:
Adalind is asleep. Do you want to talk to her?

Hank Griffin:
I don't.

Nick Burkhardt:
We have a wesen problem.

Monroe:
[sighs] Okay, can we do this at the trailer?

Nick Burkhardt:
Sure.

Monroe:
Good, 'cause Better to leave sleeping Hexenbiests lie.

Monroe:
You got your Augapfel-Aushacken. Were their eyes pecked out? 'Cause they'll do that to a man.

Nick Burkhardt:
No. But they were cut up pretty good.

Monroe:
Okay, could be a Fetide Taillader. You could smell them a mile away. Oh, on the other hand, you know what? You could be dealing with a female Sangrienta Manos, although, truth be told, they usually consume the intestines, so...

Hank Griffin:
I don't like the sound of any of them.

Monroe:
You wouldn't like the look of them either.

Sgt. Wu:
Hey. Monroe. Haven't seen you since the zombie romp.

Sgt. Wu:
He thinks it might have been a disgruntled customer. Apparently his boss was a terror. Nobody liked him. He said, and I quote, "I'm surprised somebody didn't stick a tire iron in him before this". Actually, that was a paraphrase. I left out the bad language because I couldn't write that fast.

Hank Griffin:
Love's a funny thing.

Nick Burkhardt:
You must be laughing all the time.

Nick Burkhardt:
You ever seen one of these? [Shows Monroe a drawing]

Monroe:
A Mauzhertz. Pretty favorable likeness actually, given the subject.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I think I saw one and he could be involved in a murder.

Monroe:
There's a reason you people never wrote about them. They never do anything worth writing about. This whole cartoon thing they got going, such a racket.

Nick Burkhardt:
So they're harmless?

Monroe:
Yeah. I mean you say "Boo" and they scurry off to their safety zones. They're very predictable that way.

Nick Burkhardt:
What about a Lausenschlange?

Monroe:
Lausenschlange? You saw a snake dude and lived to tell about it? Let me tell you, what you don't want to do is leave a Lausenschlange alone with a Mauzhertz. That is a recipe for dessert.

Hank Griffin:
I hate places like this.

Nick Burkhardt:
Why? It's just stuff.

Hank Griffin:
Nah, it's people's lives falling apart. What's left when the good times are over. The stuff of dreams.

Nick Burkhardt:
Thanks. Now I'm creeped out.

Juliette Silverton:
[after finding a raccoon in their garbage] Don't arrest him, he's just hungry.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, well, he's a rodent, and he should be eating what rodents eat.

Juliette Silverton:
He's not a rodent. We're all mammals here.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I'm not eating what he's eating.

Juliette Silverton:
Sure you are. You just got to it first.

Monroe:
You start messing with the status quo, there are some people who might not be exactly sanguine about that. And what I am doing with you is definitely messing with the status quo.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm not going to ask for any more of your help.

Monroe:
Screw that. I'm not running. You ask me for all the help you need. I've never been much of a status quo kind of guy. And next time, we'll be ready for them.

Sgt. Wu:
Did I hear that you guys lost an Egyptian mummy?

Nick Burkhardt:
How'd you hear that?

Sgt. Wu:
Weird news travels fast in here.

Hank Griffin:
This is really kind of touching. except for the part where we helped them steal a 3,000-year-old mummy and burn it.

Nick Burkhardt:
It's not like we do it every day.

Hank Griffin:
All I know is, after I faced my first beast...

Monroe:
Whoa, Hank. We're right here.

Hank Griffin:
Sorry. My first Wesen.

Monroe:
Not that some Wesen aren't more bestial than others. Don't get me wrong.

Monroe:
This one has a lengthy treatise on Ziegevolk anatomy, but the author seems mostly interested in rehashing the old "three versus four stomachs" debate.

Nick Burkhardt:
That's a debate?

Monroe:
Oh, yeah.

Monroe:
Oh, I get it, so if I'm crazy no big deal.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hey, we can't both be crazy.

Monroe:
It smells good. I didn't know you could cook.

Nick Burkhardt:
I can't. This is take-out.

Monroe:
[On the phone] Hey, are you busy?

Nick Burkhardt:
Why?

Monroe:
I think you need to get down to the courthouse on sixth.

Nick Burkhardt:
And what's the problem?

Monroe:
Oh, nothing much. Just some rampant witness and jury tampering.

Nick Burkhardt:
I need to talk to her.

Monroe:
You've been talking to her all day in her head, man. I think she's kinda "Nick'd" out.

Bud Wurstner:
I still can't believe I actually stole some guy's sweat.

Bud Wurstner:
She gave it to me for my birthday. Last Christmas. My birthday's on Christmas. Like Jesus. Bye.

Jake Barnes:
[about Elly] I just - she came over and she just wasn't... normal.

Nick Burkhardt:
Nobody is, Jake. It's Portland.

Captain Sean Renard:
Let's round up the unusual suspects.

[first lines]

Title Card:
More and more she grew to love human beings and wished that she could leave the sea and live among them...

Monroe:
The vast majority of humans just can't process that kind of information. They can believe in all kinds of stuff, you know. Gods, for example. Angels, demons, and dinosaurs and the Big Bang Theory, and E equals MC squared, man. But that's only because it's not right in front of them. They're not looking directly into the boiling core of the raw universe. So, you know, confronted with that kind of reality, a lot of brains just turn to mush.

Monroe:
What's my favorite color?

Nick Burkhardt:
What?

Monroe:
You know, you never ask me about anything else. Like sports or music or who the hottest Bond babe was. You know, like normal conversation. Just saying. Be nice to switch it up once and a while, you know.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, what's your favorite color?

Monroe:
You don't mean that.

Nick Burkhardt:
No, really, I want to know.

Monroe:
Red.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I feel so much closer to you now.

Sgt. Wu:
Are we depressed?

Nick Burkhardt:
Were you able to get any info off the driver's cell phone?

Sgt. Wu:
Yes. And no.

Hank Griffin:
Can you just give us the yes?

Sgt. Wu:
No.

Nick Burkhardt:
Haven't you ever had to explain who you are to anyone?

Monroe:
You mean, like, a normal person? No. There's no good outcome to that. Either they believe you and think they're crazy or, far more likely, they don't believe you and they think you're crazy. Either way, it puts a strain on a relationship.

Sgt. Wu:
[Examining a body] White fluid in his nostrils and around the edge of his mouth would suggest drowning.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, he looks pretty pale, even for death.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, it could be the cold water.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, or this. [Finds two puncture wounds on the side of the neck]

Sgt. Wu:
Oh. Anybody believe in vampires?

Nick Burkhardt:
Ha, ha.

Hank Griffin:
What about the wounds on his neck?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well It could be vampires, or someone who wants to be a vampire. Or somebody who wants to get a lot of blood fast. These are about the size of an IV needle. My hope, it's an IV.

Nick Burkhardt:
Okay. So, how does a kid get stuck in the neck with an IV needle and end up in a river going over a waterfall?

Dr. Harper:
I saw a lot of this sort of stuff in the late 80's. When the Satanic cults were all the rage. But not lately. Maybe they're making a comeback.

Hank Griffin:
So, what killed him?

Dr. Harper:
Oh, he drowned. But my guess is he drowned because he was incredibly weak from loss of blood.

Hank Griffin:
So, was it an accident or a homicide?

Nick Burkhardt:
Nobody puts IV needles in their neck by accident.

Terrence Clark:
That's disgusting!

Juliette Silverton:
[to Nick] You know I may never remember who you were, but I'd like to get to know who you are.

Monroe:
Well, here's looking at you kids. [Says something in German]

Angelina Lasser:
What does that mean?

Rosalee Calvert:
Hopefully not for the last time.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hank, whatever goes down out here tonight...

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, I know, off the books.

Nick Burkhardt:
When did this guy hire you?

Angelina Lasser:
Tonight.

Nick Burkhardt:
How did he find you?

Angelina Lasser:
Well, I killed the guy that he hired to kill Monroe then he gave the job to me

Nick Burkhardt:
You killed someone else tonight?

Angelina Lasser:
Yeah he tried to rape me so he didn't leave me much of a choice

Monroe:
She didn't want me to call you, but I said no, you'd help, you'd overlook her little problem...

Nick Burkhardt:
You mean murder.

Monroe:
Yeah, well, we don't have to get into the details right now.

Monroe:
And I'm not getting on my hands and knees, 'cause I can't move that fast. Not to mention the grass stains.

Juliette Silverton:
So we are all going to lie to protect Nick. What happens if he finds out?

Monroe:
Hopefully he throws us a little party.

Juliette Silverton:
Are you sure you feel okay?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I did until you told me I was dead.

Monroe:
[to Cap. Renard] I don't know how you handle family issues, but I hope you're not going to let him get away with this.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, how did I look?

Juliette Silverton:
You looked dead.

Hank Griffin:
[after Juliette gets hit by Zombie Nick] Are you ok?

Juliette Silverton:
No, that hurt, but I got to feel better than you guys.

Newscaster:
[about the death of Eric Renard] All of Vienna is in mourning.

Captain Sean Renard:
All of Portland isn't.

Nick Burkhardt:
Hank, what are you doing?

Hank Griffin:
Testing out the new equipment and getting a picture of you while you're still young and innocent.

Nick Burkhardt:
Oh, well, I'm getting married once, not four times.

Hank Griffin:
Oh, you're a "happily ever after" guy.

Hank Griffin:
What's that song?

Nick Burkhardt:
"Sweet Dreams."

Hank Griffin:
Eurythmics. One of their better. [sings] "Sweet dreams are made of these. Who am I to disagree?"

Nick Burkhardt:
I didn't know you couldn't sing.

Dr. Rose:
Did you know about the scars?

Nick Burkhardt:
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 Burkhardt:
She was a librarian.

Monroe:
Look, I don't want anymore trouble, okay? I'm not that kind of blutbad. I don't kill anymore, I haven't in years.

Nick Burkhardt:
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 Burkhardt:
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 am not that big, and I am done with the bad thing.

Nick Burkhardt:
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 Burkhardt:
You guys go to church?

Monroe:
Sure. Don't you?

Nick Burkhardt:
[about hunting Blutbaden] Do I need something like silver bullets?

Monroe:
What are you, an idiot?

Nick Burkhardt:
This sounds like what happened a month ago at Munson Creek Falls.

Hank Griffin:
Same deal. Hiker and a bobcat.

Nick Burkhardt:
But the bobcat wasn't wearing boots.

Hank Griffin:
[Blond woman walks by] Detective, what are you looking at? You just bought a ring.

Nick Burkhardt:
That's not what I'm looking at.

Hank Griffin:
Come on, don't ruin it for me.

Nick Burkhardt:
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 Griffin:
Why can't you just look at her ass like the rest of us?

Marie Kessler:
There are things you don't know, things about your family.

Nick Burkhardt:
My family? You're my family.

Marie Kessler:
Have you been seeing strange things? Things that you can't explain? [Nick gives her a look] 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 Burkhardt:
What are you talking about?

Marie Kessler:
The misfortune of our family is already passing to you.

Marie Kessler:
You saw him, didn't you? You saw who Hulda really was.

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't know what I saw, or how you did that. What's going on?

Marie Kessler:
We have the ability to see what no one else can. When they loose control, they can't hide, and we see them for what they really are.

Nick Burkhardt:
Look, you need some rest...

Marie Kessler:
This is no fairy tale. The stories are real. What they wrote about really happened. You are one of the last Grimms.

Hank Griffin:
The old man's house is on the other side of the park. Right?

Nick Burkhardt:
Right. 4753 Hildebrand Road. Directly across from here.

Hank Griffin:
When I was a kid, I wouldn't have gone all the way around the park.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, the mother was very specific about the route.

Hank Griffin:
[Sarcastic] Yeah, right. Kids always do what their moms tell them to do. I know I did.

Monroe:
You know, I've never seen one of you before. I heard about you guys all my life, never thought I'd see one up close. A Grimm! Heh, whadda ya know!

Nick Burkhardt:
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 have you been at this, you seem kinda new.

Nick Burkhardt:
Who are you?

Monroe:
Wow, you are new at this.

Nick Burkhardt:
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 Burkhardt:
So how many of you Blutbads are there?

Monroe:
First off, the plural is Blutbaden.

Nick Burkhardt:
Tonight in the backyard, you were marking your territory.

Monroe:
I wasn't pissing on my fence for kicks.

Monroe:
What are you doing?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, you said he was over there.

Monroe:
[Rolls his eyes] Why don't you just call him, tell him you're coming?

Captain Sean Renard:
[about Marie] Is she dead?

Adalind Schade:
No. He was there.

Captain Sean Renard:
That's unfortunate. We'll just have to try again. Let's hope she doesn't wake up first.

Title Card:
Said the dragon, 'Many knights have left their lives here, I shall soon have an end for you, too,' and he breathed fire out of seven jaws.

Ariel Eberhart:
Am I your first Daemonfeuer? I hope so. You're my first Grimm. I was a little worried I wouldn't get to see you again. Although I have to say, you're not exactly what I expected.

Ariel Eberhart:
Isn't she perfect?

Fred Eberhart:
Who comes for her?

Ariel Eberhart:
Someone worthy of you.

Nick Burkhardt:
Where are the bodies?

Sgt. Wu:
Downstairs in the basement.

Hank Griffin:
What condition?

Sgt. Wu:
Toast.

Monroe:
Hey, I'm just glad to be here, to you know, help rescue a woman I've never met before. Or been introduced to. But, you know, hey, I don't take it personally...

Nick Burkhardt:
Are you really going to bring that up right now?

Nick Burkhardt:
You okay?

Hank Griffin:
Yeah. You?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah.

Sgt. Wu:
Uh, I'm not. This stuff is in my eyes, my nose, my ears...

Monroe:
Nick. What are you doing here, man? It's not exactly the last place in the world I'd expect to see you, but, uh, pretty darn close.

Nick Burkhardt:
Do you come here a lot?

Monroe:
What, me? No. [Nick gives him a look] You know, sometimes. [Nick still looks at him] Okay, a lot. Come on. She is smoking hot.

Monroe:
You sure we should be conversing like this here?

Nick Burkhardt:
[Looks around] No.

Monroe:
I was hoping you'd say that.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Waits a few seconds] So, Daemonfeuer?

Monroe:
You just said we weren't going to do that in here!

Nick Burkhardt:
[Reading] "His children were even more fierce than the Daemonfeuer; willing to sacrifice themselves for him. We avoided them and, followed the Daemonfeuer high into the mountains, where we discovered his terrible lair, filled with treasures stolen from all the villages. The bones at the entrance of the cave were too many to count. If we did not know better, we would have guessed it was the entrance to Hell". That's just what I need. An entrance to Hell.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Upon entering Ariel's house] It's all copper.

Hank Griffin:
Why? I mean, I had an aunt who wore tinfoil hats for years. But this Jeez. This girl takes being wired to a whole new level.

Hank Griffin:
About all we can do is run an APB on her car. See if we can pick her up. Until then, you might as well go home and get a little... rest.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Answering phone] Juliette, where are you?

Ariel Eberhart:
She's with me. Time for a little search and rescue.

Nick Burkhardt:
Where are you taking her?

Ariel Eberhart:
Oh, come on, Nick. Where do you think? You know who we are. You know what we do.

Nick Burkhardt:
What do you want?

Ariel Eberhart:
I'd lost hope of being able to help my father. Until I found you. Offering my father a chance at redemption. Now, Grimm up. It's time to face your Daemonfeuer.

Monroe:
It is so classic.

Nick Burkhardt:
What?

Monroe:
Your princess has been taken by the dragon, right? And the rest is obvious, you know? Beautiful women being taken, dragged into caves, and the men sacrificing everything to go after them. It is the ancient archetype of the whole relationship megillah. [pause] Only problem is, somebody always dies.

Ariel Eberhart:
Time for you to scream.

Juliette Silverton:
Time for *you* to scream. [Punches her]

Monroe:
So, what are we going to do? I mean, you can't use your gun in there. You know, with them breathing all that gas. Ah, it's too bad you don't have a lance. I bet you've got one back in the trailer.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm giving them what they want. Me.

Monroe:
I'm not liking the plan so far.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm going to distract them long enough for you to get Juliette.

Monroe:
Well, what if I can't find her?

Nick Burkhardt:
What if I get burned alive? We're going in, no matter what.

Monroe:
Okay. No. I got it. Just stay in the present, not the future.

Nick Burkhardt:
Don't even think about it... [Carl Stanton morphs into a Reinigen]

Nick Burkhardt:
[to Hank] He's thinking about it.

Hank Griffin:
How do you do this? How do you know who's who and what's what?

Nick Burkhardt:
Sometimes you do... sometimes you don't.

Hank Griffin:
That's no help!

Nick Burkhardt:
Rosalee's sick?

Hank Griffin:
[Shocked] Rosalee's one?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, she's a... she's a Fuchsbau!

Hank Griffin:
Then Monroe's one?

Monroe:
Yeah! Blutbad, here. Can we get into this later? I mean welcome aboard Hank. Glad we don't have to beat around the bush anymore. It's just Rosalee's in the other room, okay? And I'm just about to mix this stuff.

Rosalee Calvert:
Are you asking me out on a picnic?

Monroe:
That depends on what you say. And if you were to say yes, then - then yes. But if you were to say no, then, you know, I just wanted to tell you about my great-grandmother's picnic basket I found in the attic.

Monroe:
We don't get out enough. We get stuck inside too much.

Rosalee Calvert:
There was a time I used to love to run through the woods.

Monroe:
Oh, man, me too, usually chasing someone. Thing.

Sgt. Wu:
Tried reaching Mrs. Stanton by phone but no one's answering. The machine had a woman's voice so my assumption is she moved with him to Portland.

Hank Griffin:
Could be his mistress.

Sgt. Wu:
You would go there.

Hank Griffin:
Or his mother.

Sgt. Wu:
Too late. You went to the gutter first.

Hank Griffin:
Now how many of these what-you-call-them are there?

Nick Burkhardt:
Wesen. They call themselves Wesen. And... I don't know how many there are. And I've seen, maybe two dozen. I've read about them a whole lot more.

Hank Griffin:
What d'you mean you read about them? You can buy a book about this?

Nick Burkhardt:
No. Look, when my Aunt Marie came to town. She brought this bunch of stuff with her. And I sort of inherited it. My ancestors have apparently been passing this stuff down for centuries.

Hank Griffin:
And now you see them all the time?

Nick Burkhardt:
Only when they're upset, pissed off... Y'know, emotional in some way.

Hank Griffin:
And do they know you're one of these... Grimms?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, I think... they can sense it, when I recognize them. But I don't know for sure. My ancestors never wrote that down. They were too busy chopping off heads!

Hank Griffin:
Now am I gonna be seeing them all the time now too?

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't think so. But you never know, you just have to be ready. Y'know, if you didn't have a Grimm for a partner, I doubt you would have seen anything. But believe me, they're out there.

Monroe:
As long as we're... umm... letting the Blutbad out of the bag, so to speak. I was the one who hit you in the park that day.

Hank Griffin:
What?

Monroe:
Y'know, the 'Hunt for Bigfoot Day'?

Nick Burkhardt:
It's true. It was him.

Monroe:
I didn't mean to. It's just... Larry was a really good friend of mine and... more later...

Hank Griffin:
Did he do that 'change' thing?

Nick Burkhardt:
Right before he charged at us.

Hank Griffin:
What d'you see?

Nick Burkhardt:
He's called a Reinigen.

Hank Griffin:
What's a... Reinigen look like?

Nick Burkhardt:
Kinda like a rat.

Hank Griffin:
I hate rats!

Monroe:
You could be infected.

Rosalee Calvert:
With love!

Captain Sean Renard:
You should know that in Russia these healers are revered.

Hank Griffin:
So are circus clowns.

Captain Sean Renard:
You're free to go.

Boris Myshkin:
Ah, I can go. Free... I am not.

Bart:
Let me try and understand something here. You're Blutbaden, I'm Blutbaden, your mother's Blutbaden, He's a *Grimm*!

Meisner:
Hurry.

Adalind Schade:
I'm pregnant. I can't go that fast.

Meisner:
Do you want to live?

Adalind Schade:
Yes.

Meisner:
Then put on a coat and put some clothes in a bag.

Juliette Silverton:
How are you doing?

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh, a pleasant mixture of sadness, anger, resentment, and bitterness.

Rosalee Calvert:
How did it go?

Monroe:
Let's just say it went.

Monroe:
No, you do not want to take this outside. Because he'll kill you.

Stefania Vaduva Popescu:
Why am I here?

Viktor Albert Wilhelm George Beckendorf:
Because Adalind is not.

Sebastien:
Stefania Vaduva Popescu is in the castle.

Captain Sean Renard:
Are you sure?

Sebastien:
She's meeting with the Prince now. Do you know her?

Captain Sean Renard:
I know of her. My mother knew her well. She's the biggest black marketeer over there. Do we know if she's had any contact with Adalind?

Sebastien:
No, we don't.

Captain Sean Renard:
We do know that Adalind and Frau Pech were working together. Frau Pech is probably dead. This explains how Adalind is getting her powers back. And now Stefania is betraying Adalind and brokering the child to the royal family herself.

Sebastien:
What do you want me to do?

Captain Sean Renard:
I want you to get to Adalind before they do. We have no time to wait. You have to meet with Meisner, tonight. I'll set it up from here.

Sebastien:
What if I can't get away?

Captain Sean Renard:
Then find an excuse. Fake your own death for all I care. Do *not* let them get to Adalind first.

Bart:
There is reasons we stick to these rules.

Monroe:
Yeah. Ignorance and bigotry.

Alice:
Bart, let him talk.

Bart:
I don't have to let him do anything. And I can't believe you're still doing this vegetarian crap. Why don't you just wear a sign saying you're ashamed of who you are?

Monroe:
[Defiant] I'm not ashamed of anything.

Bart:
Oh, yeah, I saw that with you and your Grimm. [Scoffs] Are you serious?

Monroe:
Nick is different.

Bart:
[Angry] Oh, he's a vegetarian too?

Meisner:
We have to go now. The Verrat are here. [There's a knock at the door] Okay, answer the door. Tell them you're not alone.

Adalind Schade:
But what if they come in?

Meisner:
[Pulls out a gun] That's exactly what I want them to do.

Sgt. Wu:
[At a crime scene] Not a good way to start the day.

Captain Sean Renard:
Where's the body?

Sgt. Wu:
Over there. Some of it. Body's kind of all over the place.

Adalind Schade:
Why are you helping me?

Meisner:
You and your child are very important to us.

Sebastien:
We work with the resistance.

Meisner:
So does Sean Renard.

Sebastien:
Frau Pech came to me months ago, offering to sell your child to the royal family.

Meisner:
We are not going to let that happen.

Nick Burkhardt:
[to Monroe's dad] I am so sorry. I really didn't want to hit you. [to Monroe] Although they did just try to kill me.

Monroe:
According to legend, the first thing you hear is terrible thunder and howling wind, as if the Wildesheer are being blown right out of hell.

Nick Burkhardt:
Not so encouraging.

Monroe:
They're hunters, and their life's blood is built upon killing powerful warriors. And it just so happens, the Grimm is like the most powerful warrior of all. [Gestures to an image in a book] See? That's the Grimm there, in the middle. [Chuckles] This was one of my favorite books when I was a kid because, you know, the Grimm gets obliterated. [Nick gives him a look] But no, that was before... anyway. My guess is, you're the reason they're here.

Nick Burkhardt:
You think they know about me?

Monroe:
I think it's no coincidence they're in Portland. I mean, come on, there are a lot more cop/warriors in like New York City, or...

Nick Burkhardt:
[Interrupts] Well, don't I feel special?

Monroe:
Listen, the most important thing is, they will be coming after you. So what we can do is pick where it happens. And I highly suggest that's not my house, so we should be leaving.

Nick Burkhardt:
Isn't there anything in the book about how to fight them?

Monroe:
Not in that book. They're supposed to win.

Monroe:
[Fighting two Wildesheer] I'll take the one on the right.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'll take the one on the left.

Monroe:
[a third Wildesheer appears] What about that really big guy in the middle?

Monroe:
How are thing going with Juliette?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, they're kind of in a holding pattern. Except that nobody's holding anyone.

Nick Burkhardt:
Guess you don't need to be a Hexenbiest to be a witch.

Adalind Schade:
You don't have to be a witch to work this kind of magic.

Juliette Silverton:
I'm really getting sick of being left in the dark all the time.

Monroe:
The dark does have its bright side.

Nick Burkhardt:
Adalind's back.

Monroe:
Excuse me?

Nick Burkhardt:
She went to Hank's last night, and now he's in the hospital.

Monroe:
Oh my god. What, did he sleep with her again?

Nick Burkhardt:
Adalind's back and I'm worried about Juliette.

Monroe:
Hey, look on the bright side. Adalind's in jail and Juliette's probably safer now that she's having nothing to do with you, so... sorry. It's not *that* bright a side.

Captain Sean Renard:
So, you've seen my brother Eric?

Adalind Schade:
All of him.

Captain Sean Renard:
Not much of an achievement really.

Nick Burkhardt:
Take this all back to your place.

Monroe:
Oh, that's great. All the evidence at my place.

Nick Burkhardt:
And this.

Monroe:
And the murder weapon, too. Why not?

Alexander:
You're letting me go?

Nick Burkhardt:
I like to think we live in an enlightened age. Where fear does not drive belief. That's the truth behind the fear.

Alexander:
Fear is not an easy thing to change.

Nick Burkhardt:
Try.

Hank Griffin:
So that leaves demon.

Nick Burkhardt:
I got nothin' else.

Hank Griffin:
I wish you hadn't said that.

Nick Burkhardt:
So, if one parent is a Wesen, and the other one isn't, what would the child be?

Rosalee Calvert:
You mean a Wesen and a Kehrseite?

Hank Griffin:
Yeah...

Monroe:
So, I guess it's time for the "Birds and the whole Bienen-Wesen" talk. Okay. If both parents are Wesen, then the child will be, too.

Rosalee Calvert:
Or if one parent is Wesen and the other is Kehrseite, then there's a 50-50 chance that the child will be Wesen.

Monroe:
Unless the Kehrseite is a Kehrseite-Gentrager. Then you're definitely getting a Wesen.

Hank Griffin:
Let's pretend I understood what you just said. What if both parents are Wesen, but different kinds?

Rosalee Calvert:
You mean like a Grudverschiedene situation, like us [Gestures to her and Monroe] ?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, we don't mean to pry.

Hank Griffin:
Yeah, we do.

Monroe:
Well, then you're looking at a Vorherrscher. But, as long as it's healthy, we don't care.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I guess she doesn't know who you are, either, since you killed her mother.

Kelly Burkhardt:
Oh, right, yeah. I'd forgotten about that. You know what, just for the record, I didn't actually kill her. She impaled herself.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm not sure Adalind's gonna care how it happened.

Nick Burkhardt:
Did you kill the driver?

Kelly Burkhardt:
Why would I do that?

Nick Burkhardt:
Just checking.

Kelly Burkhardt:
We need to leave!

Pilot:
Everything all right?

Kelly Burkhardt:
No, the Verrat were here.

Pilot:
Now?

Kelly Burkhardt:
I said "were".

Kelly Burkhardt:
As long as we're on this plane, you don't talk to anybody but me. I don't trust anybody I'm not close enough to kill.

Nick Burkhardt:
We need to talk.

Monroe:
Who's dead?

Nick Burkhardt:
Nobody. At least, not yet.

Nick Burkhardt:
My eyes?

Rosalee Calvert:
It's how we know you're a Grimm after we woge.

Monroe:
They turn black.

Rosalee Calvert:
Not exactly black.

Monroe:
No, you're right, actually. Black's too weak a word. It's more like "infinite darkness".

Gregor Danilov:
Sir, I would like...

Viktor Albert Wilhelm George Beckendorf:
Shut up. Let me give it a shot. You feel awful and take full responsibility for failing to stop Adalind and her child from slipping from your grasp and getting away, despite the fact that we had intercepted communications from Resistance agents, which gave you sufficient time to disrupt their plans. Not only did you lose the royal child and her mother, but herr Meisner has managed to disappear, and we are left with another six dead Verrat. Did I leave anything out?

Gregor Danilov:
[Tries to speak] I...

Viktor Albert Wilhelm George Beckendorf:
No need to guess. Of course I left something out. Your services to the Royal family are no longer required.

Captain Sean Renard:
Where's the woman who's supposed to be protecting you?

Adalind Schade:
That's an interesting story. Turns out that woman is Nick's mother.

Captain Sean Renard:
What?

Adalind Schade:
Imagine my surprise.

Captain Sean Renard:
Did she know who you were?

Adalind Schade:
If she had, she wouldn't have taken me to Nick's *house*. Imagine their surprise.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Fixing TV] Is it working now?

Juliette Silverton:
Not in the sense that I can see anything.

Hank Griffin:
[after Nick picks up a severed finger] What?

Nick Burkhardt:
It moved!

Hank Griffin:
Must have been a nerve. You want to pick it up again or do you want me to give you the finger?

Monroe:
You caught me making some bauernwurst. I was feeling sort of homesick. My mom used to make this stuff all the time. Want some?

Nick Burkhardt:
Who's in it?

Monroe:
Okay, when my ma used to make it, she stuffed it with, you know, whatever, whoever was around.

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, I think I'll pass.

Ryan Showalter:
[Looking at paintings] If you like this one, I don't think I'm going to be able to sleep tonight.

Lena Marcinko:
This piece exemplifies focus on the use of color as a means of emotive expression. By avoiding a more literal transcription of human nature, he clearly comprises the basic tenets of Fauvism.

Ryan Showalter:
Really?

Lena Marcinko:
Doesn't mean it's good.

Nick Burkhardt:
Two Eisbiber kids egged my house last night.

Monroe:
You're the monster under the bed. I think some Wesen found out you're a Grimm and they're curious.

Nick Burkhardt:
What's a Wesen?

Monroe:
You know, Blutbaden, Fuchsbau, Wildschwein, those of us the Grimms have been trying to eradicate for centuries.

Nick Burkhardt:
You know, I'm not like that.

Monroe:
Dude, join the misunderstood. Try telling people I don't eat meat.

Monroe:
How's it going with Juliette? You tell her anything yet?

Nick Burkhardt:
[laughs bitterly] Ah, not quite.

Monroe:
Nada? Zip? Diddly?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah.

Monroe:
I guess Grimms aren't that brave after all.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Watching surveillance footage] She's leaving.

Hank Griffin:
He's leaving, too.

Nick Burkhardt:
Could be he caught up with her on the street.

Hank Griffin:
Maybe they had plans to meet up later.

Nick Burkhardt:
And he didn't want to be seen leaving with her.

Hank Griffin:
Or she didn't want to be seen leaving with him.

Nick Burkhardt:
So who was seducing who?

Hank Griffin:
[sighs] In my experience, the woman runs the relationship.

Hank Griffin:
Looking at the tox report, the victim was found in a mummified state just like ours. You ever hear of latroinsectotoxin?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah. Gargle with it every morning. What is it?

Hank Griffin:
It's an amino acid found in spider venom. Why can't she just shoot these guys and keep it simple?

Nick Burkhardt:
Some people don't like guns.

Hank Griffin:
Some people don't like spiders either.

Nick Burkhardt:
You're the one who started all this.

Bud:
[Frightened] No, no, well, yes, sort of. But I didn't mean anything. It's just that nobody believed me. I didn't know how else to prove you were a, a... You have a very lovely wife.

Nick Burkhardt:
We're not married.

Bud:
Even better.

John Oblinger:
Please, you don't have to kill us.

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm not going to kill anyone.

John Oblinger:
[Surprised] Really?

Monroe:
There's a whole bunch of different kinds of spiders, you know? Some molt, some eat their young, which I consider the height of bad parenting.

Monroe:
I'd say that looks like a Spinnetod. A death spider. There's not many of them, thank God. They're like the black widows of their world. I really don't know much about them except they kill after sex, which, to my way of thinking, kind of ruins the evening.

Nick Burkhardt:
What is this place?

Monroe:
It's a Klosterhaus. A retirement/monastic retreat home for Wesen.

Nick Burkhardt:
You guys have your own rest homes?

Monroe:
Yeah. We're not savages. Except for Schneetmachers.

Nick Burkhardt:
Noted.

Nick Burkhardt:
She's only killed two victims so far. And if Charlotte's right, today is the third day of the mortification process.

Monroe:
Sounds like she's going to kill again, and soon.

Nick Burkhardt:
Exactly.

Monroe:
Yeah, I'm going to stay home tonight, play a little cello.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Nick knocks on John's door and when he opens it, panics, and drops two glass beer bottles on the floor] Well if you can't hold your liquor, you shouldn't be drinking.

John Oblinger:
[John tries to close the door, but Nick manages to overpower John and pursue him into the kitchen] What do you want from me? What are you doing here?

Nick Burkhardt:
I came here to ask you the same thing. Why are you and your buddies watching my house?

John Oblinger:
[Overcome with fear] I...

Nick Burkhardt:
Breathe. Come on! Breathe.

John Oblinger:
None of us have ever seen a Grimm before.

Nick Burkhardt:
[to Bob] How many Weson have you told?

John Oblinger:
Nobody. [Stammering] Hardly anyone. You know maybe just a couple neighbors.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Walk over to John] Alright here's what you're gonna do. You're going to make sure that whoever you told, and whoever *they* told, never come to my house again.

Bud:
Fine. Sure, we can do that. Right?

John Oblinger:
Of course. You bet. Absolutely!

Nick Burkhardt:
Well I hope so. 'Cause I'd hate to have to come back here.

Captain Sean Renard:
Adalind. Good to hear your voice. Where are you?

Adalind Schade:
Someplace you'll never find me.

Captain Sean Renard:
That takes all the fun out of it.

Hank Griffin:
I gotta say, man, you live one weird life.

Nick Burkhardt:
Tell me about it.

Hank Griffin:
I guess maybe I am too, now.

Monroe:
How bad? Just wondering, on the scale of terrible, you know, like one to 10?

Monroe:
Yeah, well, he is definitely working his charms on his assistant Megan. I think they have something romantic going on and I gotta tell you, that's totally weird. A Blutbad with a Seelengut, I mean, Darwin would have a field day with this relationship. And I'm not saying I'm prejudiced. It's just like the wolf getting into a sheep's clothing. If you know what I mean.

Hank Griffin:
[after visiting Calvin's church] What do you think?

Nick Burkhardt:
Talks a good game.

Hank Griffin:
You believe the whole 'redemption' thing?

Nick Burkhardt:
I don't know. But there's a Blutbad who did.

Monroe:
[At the church bake sale] Well, I got to hand it to you folks; you're really making me hungry. Oh. Not you, the food.

Title Card:
Dressed in the skin, the wolf strolled into the pasture with the Sheep. Soon a little Lamb was following him about and was quickly led away to slaughter...

Monroe:
Look... you and your mom and your sister, you share a history... of love and pain and - and that's just family. There are no easy solutions.

Monroe:
[Reading] "Life is the scale upon which is measured the depth of a man's soul."

Rosalee Calvert:
Nice. Who said that?

Monroe:
I did, just now. You didn't recognize my voice?

Monroe:
Well, I suppose we should bring something, you know, to ease our way in.

Rosalee Calvert:
A bottle of wine would be nice for my mom. And a quart of Jack Daniels for the martyr.

Monroe:
Sounds fun.

Monroe:
So, are we going to go inside there sometime today?

Rosalee Calvert:
This may not go so well.

Monroe:
On the other hand, it might go really badly.

Hank Griffin:
I don't like that no fear of death things. It's not healthy.

Sgt. Wu:
Next time we hire an intern I'm going to suggest they do a better psych evaluation.

Hank Griffin:
Just because he's a Wesen doesn't mean he's guilty, right? He could have run from you because he knew you were a Grimm.

Bud:
Oh god, oh god, help!

Ryan Smulson:
[wielding a branding iron] Shut up!

Bud:
If you think I'm going to stop screaming while you're doing that, you're crazy! Not that I mean to criticize.

Hank Griffin:
So is Ryan a Grimm?

Nick Burkhardt:
Not even close.

Hank Griffin:
What is he?

Nick Burkhardt:
Whatever he is, it's not what he wants to be.

Nick Burkhardt:
Will it work?

Monroe:
Well, it is a confess your sins serum, so it's worth a shot, I guess. But some of these recipes are six, seven hundred years old. Looks like this one was developed by a priest. Of course, right? Add a little of this to the local water supply and have your confessional full every day of the week. Think of the donations.

Nick Burkhardt:
What is this, some kind of Wesen fairy tale book?

Monroe:
Hey, you got yours, we got ours.

Bud:
Beacuse Nick, we trust you, and nobody wants to stop trusting you after all the trust they placed in you. And trust me, everyone is waiting to hear from me.

Nick Burkhardt:
So, you're telling me there's another Grimm in Portland?

Monroe:
If you're not doing it, then yeah.

Nick Burkhardt:
Bud, take it easy.

Bud:
That's easy for you to say. Or maybe not. I don't know.

Monroe:
Geh is for Grimm. It's how we learn the alphabet.

Rosalee Calvert:
It's just all gotten so overwhelming.

Monroe:
Honey. It's a wedding. It's supposed to be overwhelming, to keep you from doing this more than once.

Rosalee Calvert:
I just... I have this feeling something awful is going to happen.

Monroe:
That's the spirit.

Josh Porter:
What kind of cop are you?

Nick Burkhardt:
I get asked that a lot.

Trubel:
What's up with this key he keeps talking about?

Nick Burkhardt:
It's a long story. It has to do with the Crusades and a bunch of knights who were Grimms who fond something they thought no one else should have, so they buried it in the Black Forest and made a bunch of keys that had a map that supposedly leads to where it is. Is that enough?

Trubel:
Good enough for now.

Rosalee Calvert:
There'd be no wedding without Juliette.

Monroe:
Wait a minute. What about the groom? Don't you need me?

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh, for certain things.

Juliette Silverton:
Guys have it easy. All Nick has to do is not lose the ring and make a speech.

Nick Burkhardt:
What ring? What speech? [Gets looks] Yeah, yeah, I got the ring.

Monroe:
And what about the toast?

Nick Burkhardt:
It's getting there.

Monroe:
It better be there by Saturday.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Joking] Saturday. This Saturday? [Everyone stares at him] Nobody gets me.

Monroe:
Cheapskate doesn't know how close she came to getting her throat ripped out.

Rosalee Calvert:
That's so sweet. Maybe later.

Rosalee Calvert:
[about Nick's mother] Was that a smile? 'Cause I think that might have been a smile.

Monroe:
Oh, that was a smile.

Rosalee Calvert:
You sure?

Monroe:
I have no idea,

Rosalee Calvert:
No, I think it might have been,

Hank Griffin:
[to Nick] You don't want to tell me about it, it's okay. I just want you to know I trust you. I believe what you tell me, and I don't think about what you don't. But whatever you do, don't hang me out to dry.

Nick Burkhardt:
The baby has some kind of power.

Monroe:
Yeah, Hexenbeist kind of powers.

Nick Burkhardt:
And from what I've seen... it's pretty impressive.

Monroe:
Well, thank you very much for bringing her and the Chosen One over here.

Rosalee Calvert:
Monroe, are you awake?

Monroe:
Are you kidding? I never was asleep in the first place. I'm too nervous we'd be killed in our sleep... to sleep.

Captain Sean Renard:
How was the birth? Was it difficult?

Adalind Schade:
You mean, besides the "I thought I was gonna explode and die" part? What do you think?

Monroe:
[On the phone with Nick] Your mom's back?

Rosalee Calvert:
Wait a minute. Didn't your mom kill her mom?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yes, but Adalind does not know that.

Kelly Burkhardt:
For the record, she fell on a shard of glass.

Monroe:
Oh, you're... you're right there.

Rosalee Calvert:
Oh, hi.

Adalind Schade:
You like sunsets, long walks on the beach, and doing whatever it takes to restore your family to the power it once knew, even if it takes torture, murder, or worse.

Eric Renard:
What could be worse than torture or murder?

Adalind Schade:
Betrayal.

Eric Renard:
Right you are.

Ryan Smulson:
Someday I hope to, well, you know, do what you guys do.

Sgt. Wu:
Ohhhkay, that's enough brown-nosing. There's a lot more people to meet, save some for them.

Sgt. Wu:
Hey, let me buy you a well-deserved drink, Captain.

Captain Sean Renard:
I thought they were free.

Sgt. Wu:
Yeah. That's why I'm buying.

Captain Sean Renard:
I need something for obsessive behavior.

Monroe:
You have obsessive behavior, or you want obsessive behavior? 'Cause we can deal with both.

Monroe:
Are these feelings for a person, or for an animal?

Captain Sean Renard:
I always feels, on such occasions, that I'm taking credit for others' work.

Sgt. Wu:
Well, you are.

Captain Sean Renard:
What precinct do you work in, again?

Rosalee Calvert:
It's Max.

Monroe:
Who's Max?

Rosalee Calvert:
From the show. He's the one suffering from Umkippen.

Monroe:
Oh, my god, why is it always the Blutbad? That is not cool.

Hedig:
A warning, my friends. What you're about to see will live in your fear for years. For this is no nightmare. And truth truly is stranger than fiction.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Explaining his dream] It was Monroe and Rosalee's wedding.

Juliette Silverton:
It was that bad?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, no, not at first. It was a beautiful ceremony, until one of the little kids woged and saw me and started screaming, and then the parents woged, and they saw me and attacked, and I had to kill them. Yeah, and it was pretty much downhill from there. Last thing I remember, I beheaded Monroe's grandma.

Monroe:
Molly, my girlfriend from high school, left me for a klaustreich, so I might be a wee bit biled up about them. He told her he loved her. He got her pregnant. She ended up delivering his litter at prom. Her parents were not thrilled.

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I hate to say it, but getting pregnant in high school isn't exactly unheard of.

Monroe:
Maybe, but what happened next was. After she told her parents who the father was, they went to the cops. He paid her a little visit before he skipped town. As a goodbye, he slashed her face.

Nick Burkhardt:
Oh... I hope the cops caught him.

Monroe:
[rubs his stomach] Oh, they didn't... but someone else did.

Juliette Silverton:
I can't believe you remember what we had on our first date.

Nick Burkhardt:
How can I forget that? That's the most expensive date I ever had in my life.

Juliette Silverton:
Not if you add in what happened after that.

Nick Burkhardt:
Ooh. Yeah, or after that.

Timothy Steinkellner:
Are you insane?

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, I'm in the woods, I just cut a golden egg out of a girl's neck, you tell me.

Rosalee Calvert:
[Cleaning the spice shop] Look, I really appreciate you helping me out with all this.

Monroe:
Well, you'll never know when I might need a discount on... tincture of prickle poppy?

Rosalee Calvert:
Yeah, that's for, um, romantic stamina.

Monroe:
Oh. Well... no wonder I didn't know what it was.

Monroe:
I have a bikram class at 6 a.m. and hot yoga on too-little sleep is how groin-pulls happen.

Monroe:
[Later, on the phone] Hey, Nick, I thought a vacation for you kind of meant, you know, vacation for me, too.

Nick Burkhardt:
Look, I'm sorry. You know, this wasn't part of my weekend plans. Hey, how was hot yoga? You pull a groin or anything?

Monroe:
My groin is fine, thank you. [Rosalee gives him a look]

Opening Quote:
Sing my precious little golden bird, sing! I have hung my golden slipper around your neck.

Monroe:
My aim is to keep the toilet clean.

Hap Lasser:
Cool

Monroe:
Your aim will help.

Lt. Peter Orson:
This isn't between you and me.

Monroe:
Then what's with the shotgun?

Monroe:
Let's not let this get out of hand, I just had the carpet cleaned.

Nick Burkhardt:
Mr. Lasser, you said you walked outside just before it exploded?

Hap Lasser:
Well, yeah, Detective. If I would have been in there, I wouldn't be out here.

Hap Lasser:
My brother's baseball cards! Now, if my brother knew about this, he would crap a car.

Nick Burkhardt:
Let's try to figure out who might want to harm you.

Hap Lasser:
Detective. Listen, bro. I'm a pretty happy guy. That's the reason the name "Hap" works so well for me. I love everybody, and everybody loves me. Even the guys I owe money to. [Nick gives him a look]

Nick Burkhardt:
Follow me.

Hap Lasser:
[Listing everyone he owes money] Uh, Jimmy Damon. I'm into him for about three grand. It's a bar thing.

Nick Burkhardt:
A bar tab?

Hap Lasser:
No, Jimmy Damon was for a bar that I opened. He was one of my backers. It was a really, really great idea. You actually had your own bar right there at your own table. [pause] We lost our shirts. Uh, then there's Sammy Runyon. I owe him, like, a couple grand. Strip mall creperie. You know, those really thin French pancakes? Now, pancakes are the new cupcakes. Or, at least, they should have been. In fact, maybe I could interest you guys in a really unique investment opportunity... [Nick and Hank give him a look]

Angelina Lasser:
[about Nick] He's a Grimm.

Hap Lasser:
What? No. He's a cop. Monroe, tell her she's wrong.

Monroe:
She's not.

Hap Lasser:
He's a cop and a Grimm? Is that legal?

Sgt. Wu:
We ran blood tests on her clothes.

Nick Burkhardt:
And what have you got?

Sgt. Wu:
Believe it or not, Bugs Bunny. They apparently had something to do with the death of a rabbit. [Wu leaves]

Nick Burkhardt:
A rabbit?

Monroe:
Uh Yeah, I lapsed.

Nick Burkhardt:
Maybe she is not the right girl for you.

Hap Lasser:
[about Monroe and Nick] Whoa! You guys know each other?

Monroe:
We've met.

Hap Lasser:
Oh, yeah? Where did you meet? Like, at a party or something? Oh, wait. [to Monroe] You didn't get arrested for doing some of the stuff you used to do, did you?

Monroe:
All right. Let's go. Come on. Time to go.

Nick Burkhardt:
So, how did Buddy get himself in trouble?

Juliette Silverton:
He went after Eloise, that huge, yellow cat a couple of doors down.

Nick Burkhardt:
How did Eloise come out of it?

Juliette Silverton:
On top. Apparently, Buddy bit off more than he could chew.

Nick Burkhardt:
The cat beat up the dog?

Juliette Silverton:
Don't piss off a woman with claws.

Monroe:
Angelina just came by. She says she knows who killed her brothers.Says it was a Bauerschwein.

Nick Burkhardt:
A what?

Monroe:
A pig. And I don't mean a cop. But I do mean a cop.

Nick Burkhardt:
[Knocking on door] Monroe, it's Nick. Open up.

Monroe:
Maybe I should just get you your own key.

Monroe:
This Blutbad-Bauerschwein feud goes back centuries. We get blamed for every Bauerschwein death. Even the suicides.

Angelina Lasser:
This is insane. Three Blutbaden in a room with one Grimm. And we're all having a little chat. We should be having dinner.

Monroe:
He's not that kind.

Angelina Lasser:
[Scoffs] There is only one kind.

Nick Burkhardt:
Just like there's one kind of Blutbad.

Angelina Lasser:
Well, kumbaya. Let's all hold hands.

Stefania Vaduva Popescu:
[Regarding the dead Frau Pech] In order to regain your Hexenbiest powers, you must know what she has seen, feel what she has touched, and walk a mile in her, well, feet.

Adalind Schade:
What?

Stefania Vaduva Popescu:
Not literally.

Adalind Schade:
Oh. Good.

Stefania Vaduva Popescu:
But you still have to cut off her hands, feet, and pluck out her eyes.

Sgt. Franco:
[about the zombie cure] How will we know if it worked?

Monroe:
I don't know. I think it's kind of like popcorn, you know. When it stops making noise, it's done.

Sgt. Wu:
Or they're dead.

Nick Burkhardt:
So we got a guy who tears apart a house, he breaks everything he can get his hands on, attacks you when he gets in here, and the woman doesn't have a mark on her. Anybody have a comment?

Sgt. Wu:
Oh, yeah. We thought it was a little weird, too.

Hank Griffin:
All right, put an APB out on Lilly O'Hara.

Sgt. Wu:
Isn't she in the hospital?

Nick Burkhardt:
Not anymore.

Sgt. Wu:
This is getting too weird. Even for Portland.

Eric:
[about Portland] How did they come up with the name, do you suppose? They have a port. They have land. Really put a lot of thought into that one.

Juliette Silverton:
What are you?

Bud:
I'm a - I'm a - uh, uh brain freeze.

Rosalee Calvert:
Eisbiber.

Bud:
That's me.

Nick Burkhardt:
You sure she's all right?

Rosalee Calvert:
She came back because she wanted to. I think she was about as ready as a person could be.

Monroe:
She took it better than Hank did when I woged for him the first time.

Hank Griffin:
Let me just say I didn't take it well the first, second, or third time.

Bud:
The first time is always rough. I remember the first time that my dad got really angry at me. I was just this little Eisbieber and... nobody's interested.

Danilov:
From what I learned about Captain Renard, he not only had a relationship with Fraulein Schade, but with her mother as well.

Viktor:
That's sort of impressive.

Rosalee Calvert:
Are you sure they like bratwurst?

Monroe:
Oh, my god. Huge bratwurst fans. You don't even have to cook it for my dad. Just light a match under it and throw it on the floor.

Monroe:
My dad wanted to know how old you are and how much money you make.

Rosalee Calvert:
Seriously?

Monroe:
Yeah, my dad's very... kind of old-fashioned. Sort of on the blunt side. Some people are charmed, others are alarmed.

Hank Griffin:
You know, in the good old days, scalps served as kill verification for payment.

OHP Officer:
Or as proof of your prowess on the battlefield.

Nick Burkhardt:
Let's hope it's not the good old days again.

Monroe:
[On the phone with his parents] I just I wanted to tell you something. I think I told you about my girlfriend...

Bart:
You have a girlfriend? When did that happen?

Alice:
Oh, he told me, and I told you.

Bart:
I don't remember.

Alice:
Her name's Rose.

Monroe:
Um, it's Rosalee, actually, and she is really terrific.

Bart:
How long has this been going on?

Monroe:
...Over a year. And like I said, she's really terrific and she's beautiful and-...

Bart:
Is she pregnant?

Alice:
Bart, please. Monroe, you don't have to get married, do you?

Monroe:
No, mom, I don't *have* to. I want to. I just asked her to marry me. And she said yes, and we're planning the wedding, and I wanted to tell you.

Viktor:
The Resistance is solidifying, that's... distressing. And probably the reason Sean Renard was here. Awfully annoying you didn't kill him when you had the chance.

Danilov:
Sir, I take full responsibility for that failure.

Viktor:
[Angerly] No need to take responsibility, Gregor. I have bestowed it upon you.

Adalind Schade:
Sean thinks that he may have found out who killed my mother.

Viktor:
Someone killed your mother? How tragic.

Adalind Schade:
Yes. I'm still dealing with it.

Danilov:
Somebody here in Vienna killed your mother?

Adalind Schade:
No, Portland. Sean thinks it was the Grimm.

Viktor:
It always comes back to the Grimm, doesn't it?

Adalind Schade:
We didn't exactly get along.

Nick Burkhardt:
Another guy in a uniform, scalped.

Hank Griffin:
Oh, this killer's definitely got an issue with authority.

Sgt. Wu:
And hair.

Nick Burkhardt:
Lab reports on the hair follicles found in the hotel room and in the Challenger. We got samples that match our two victims plus - get this - *27* other unrelated samples.

Hank Griffin:
27 others? We thinking Wesen yet?

Nick Burkhardt:
I'm ready to go there.

Sebastien:
[On the phone] Danilov was with Viktor for several hours. When I brought Adalind into the room, I saw photos of Frenay, Tavitian, and Meisner.

Captain Sean Renard:
Were you in the room when they questioned her?

Sebastien:
No.

Captain Sean Renard:
How long did they keep her?

Sebastien:
Just a few minutes.

Captain Sean Renard:
Viktor may be getting ready to make a move on Adalind. We can't afford to let them get to her first. Tell Meisner; he'll know what to do.

Dr. Harper:
I started digging, guess what I found in his stomach.

Hank Griffin:
Dinner?

Dr. Harper:
If you like to eat money. I prefer to spend it. I guess he was really trying to take it with him.

Monroe:
[Reading Nick's books] Ooh, these are some pretty bad schakal this, uh, relative of yours is writing about. Whoa, look out, they ate a baby. That's rude.

Monroe:
Steinadler, let's see. Huh.

Nick Burkhardt:
What?

Monroe:
Just a second, this is interesting. Steinadlers seem to be involved with the military. Like, heroic, noble. Apparently with very large.,. sausage? I don't think I'm translating that correctly.

[Nick punches Farley to the ground and scoops up the coins]

Nick Burkhardt:
Forget about the coins.

Farley Kolt:
[ruefully] I tried. I really did.

Nick Burkhardt:
Try harder.

[leaves]

Craig Wendell Ferren:
I don't know what to say. I don't know why you would believed me when no one else would.

Hank Griffin:
I believe there are things we don't understand in this world. That doesn't mean they don't exist.

Craig Wendell Ferren:
Did you see what I saw?

Hank Griffin:
That doesn't matter. But whatever happens, you need to know one thing: you are not crazy.

Craig Wendell Ferren:
But you did see him?

Hank Griffin:
That's a long story.

Hank Griffin:
When I arrested him, he claimed the two brothers turned into some kind of monsters. They tried to attack him.

Nick Burkhardt:
I have a feeling I know where this is going.

Hank Griffin:
The guy's claims were totally outrageous. There was no evidence to support anything he claims. I walked into that house that night. Those two brothers look pretty damn human. Anyway, my testimony helped land Ferren on death row.

Nick Burkhardt:
But now you have a new perspective as to what Ferren said he saw.

Hank Griffin:
Ferren could be telling the truth, right?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah, maybe. Or maybe he was just a hired gun. Maybe he was telling a story to justify what he has done.

Hank Griffin:
Or maybe he saw something that can't easily be explained.

Hank Griffin:
I'm sorry I dragged you into this.

Nick Burkhardt:
You didn't. My family did.

Hank Griffin:
Well as long as you got somebody else to blame, let's do this.

Juliette Silverton:
Don't get me wrong, I like Nick a lot.

Elisha:
But... you don't love him.

Juliette Silverton:
I don't know if I love him. It just feels like I just met him.

Elisha:
Well, what's wrong with that! I wish I could re-meet my husband again.

Jonah Riken:
You may be a Grimm again, but you're not going to be able to arrest all of us.

Nick Burkhardt:
You're right. Some of you will be stupid.

Hans Tavitian:
So you are the Royal bastard.

Captain Sean Renard:
Well, I am Royal. I can be a bastard.

Hans Tavitian:
I can be, too.

Sgt. Wu:
Don't worry, I'm not going to give you crap about arresting Santa Claus in front of a bunch of children. But I wouldn't expect anything under the tree this year.

Monroe:
You know, I've got a lot going on today. Gotta get those jobs out before Christmas, because you know, clock repairs. Need to be timely.

Rosalee Calvert:
Is that a clock joke?

Monroe:
Just a very tiny one. Sorry. I heard it second-hand.

Rosalee Calvert:
Yikes. I'm leaving before you can think of anymore.

Hank Griffin:
You picking anything up?

Monroe:
I got nothing. Except the smell of fear. On Bud.

Bud:
Hey! I want to save those kids just as much as the rest of you. I'm just not entirely comfortable with the idea that we might encounter the most hideous beast nobody's ever seen.

Sgt. Wu:
[Reading a witness's description] He looked like something out of, and I quote, "my worst drug-crazed, acid-induced flashback nightmare"

Nick Burkhardt:
Well, what have we got?

Sgt. Wu:
Well, the first part's normal. Victim is Jill Prembrey, a geologist at Eon Industries. Was supposed to pick up Ronnie Sanchez, co-worker, for dinner. When she didn't show, Sanchez tried to call, they came over, called 911.

Nick Burkhardt:
What's the not-normal part?

Sgt. Wu:
Everything else.

Nick Burkhardt:
But... he's Wesen.

Captain Sean Renard:
Who isn't these days?

Captain Sean Renard:
[about the Volcanalis] You think we should read him his rights?

Nick Burkhardt:
Yeah. Last rites.

Nick Burkhardt:
Where should we put this?

Juliette Silverton:
In the trash.

Nick Burkhardt:
This - this is my Elvis lamp. I got it in Mexico.

Juliette Silverton:
I see that, and that doesn't make it any more valuable.

Nick Burkhardt:
I had to drink a lot of mesquale and eat a worm for this thing.

Juliette Silverton:
Nick, you just have to ask yourself one question. Who do you love more? [Nick considers it and puts it away] I am going to get you a beer to celebrate your break-up.

Nick Burkhardt:
Please do.

Marcus Hemmings:
I'm not afraid of dying.

Nick Burkhardt:
I know you're not, Markus. So, what's it going to take?

Marcus Hemmings:
What do you mean?

Nick Burkhardt:
To make hell freeze over.

Monroe:
Okay, so what do we do with the rocks?

Marcus Hemmings:
Put them in the middle of the room. He'll go for those first.

Monroe:
What will he go for second?

Captain Sean Renard:
Us.

Monroe:
Maybe we should have brought, like, a priest, or a Rabbi or something, you know. Just to be on the safe side.

Monroe:
Maybe it just doesn't like me. Bludbat and housepets don't really mix. Except, you know, as the occasional between-meal treat.

Nick Burkhardt:
And they were able to keep him alive?

Monroe:
Uh, yeah. Just long enough to draw and quarter him. Which is actually not as easy as it seems. You need a lot of ropes and chains and, like a minimum of four horses. And all you need is some schlaftrunk.

Nick Burkhardt:
[about Adalind] She's witch, okay?

Juliette Silverton:
You're going to need to try a little harder, Nick. What? Does she ride a broom? Because I distinctly remember her getting into a BMW.

Nick Burkhardt:
Here goes. I can see things that...

Juliette Silverton:
[Interrupts] That what?

Nick Burkhardt:
That most people can't.

Juliette Silverton:
You mean, like, ghosts?

Nick Burkhardt:
No, no. Not the dead.

Juliette Silverton:
Well, that's good.

Title Card:
It shall not be death, but a sleep of a hundred years, into which the princess shall fall...