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- Previously on Grimm.
- Why are we here?

Someone outside the family
is carrying royal blood.

What do you suppose a royal
offspring would be worth?

You're in my way.
I said, you're in my...

Someone died in that bar fight?
Why didn't you tell me?

You didn't know
what you were doing.

- You weren't yourself.
- That doesn't matter.

If I killed somebody,
I have to turn myself in.

Now, you want
to turn yourself in,

go ahead, but you're going
to do it alone.

Nick!
Nick!

- I feel fine.
- You didn't look fine.

I'm serious.
You're seeing a doctor.

***

Nick, I'm gonna increase
the speed,

see if we can get
your heart rate up.

How do you feel?

Just gonna increase
the speed some more.

Really would like
to get that heart rate up.

No matter how fast
I had you running,

your heart rate and your blood
pressure hardly moved.

- Okay.
- Either the machine is broken,

or you are in incredible shape.

Either way, I... until we know
if it's working properly,

I don't know that we can
count on the test results.

Was there a problem?

I don't think so.

From the looks of it, if there's
an error, it's in your favor,

but has there been any change

to your diet
or your lifestyle recently?

Aah!

Well, work has been
a little stressful.

Well, just take it easy.

I'll call you when I know more.

- Thanks.
- All right.

This is
a really good Pinot noir.

Can't go wrong
with a willamette valley wine,

which, for my money,
beats the pantalones

off any
of that French cote d'or stuff.

Well, good choice.

So I was thinking...

You know, just thinking, um,

well, out loud, now...

That, uh, Nick's back
with Juliette,

and you're still renting
your brother's old apartment,

- which is a great apartment.
- Uhhuh.

I'm not saying it's not.

On the other hand, um,
you know, a house, like mine...

this is a petit beef
and truffle tartlet,

compliments of chef ostler.

Thank you very much.

Bon appetit.

Mm.

Oh, wow.

That is fantastic.

Oh, the good old days.
Okay, uh...

No time to fall off
the meat wagon now.

I'll save you.

Anyway, my house has
a lot of closet space.

Yes.

Which means that
I think you could totally...

Have more room, in my closets,

than in your apartment.

You want me to move
my clothes into your closet?

Okay.

You're really gonna make me
work for this, aren't you?

I'm kind of enjoying it.

Yeah, I've been thinking
that we should...

You know, maybe think
about moving in together.

I've been thinking
about that too.

Because I love you.

Well, that's a relief...

Because I love you too.

Monroe?

Sam!
Hey.

- It's been a while.
- Yeah.

- Oh, you remember Kimber?
- Of course. Hi.

This is Rosalee.
Rosalee, this is Sam and Kimber.

- Hi, nice to meet you.
- You too.

This was
my great-grandfather's.

Monroe made it work like new.
That is a real beauty.

It's one
of the original chronographs.

Got a second button,
to zero out the stopwatch,

and a 30-minute
elapsed time function.

- It's very rare.
- The man is a genius.

Well, finding the parts
was the real challenge

with that one, so...
Anyway, I just wanted

to say hi.

Enjoy your dinner.
It was nice to meet you.

- You too.
- I'll call you.

Sounds good.

- So...
- So...

Oh!

Aah!

Ah!

Aah!

The doctor said
it could be the machine.

Nick, I don't think
it's the machine.

I checked your pulse the night
that I thought you were dead,

and it was so slow,
I could barely feel it.

So what does that mean?

I think it means
that whatever you ingested

is still affecting you.

Rosalee did say that you're
probably gonna react differently

from anybody else.
I think she's right.

Well, how am I gonna
explain that to the doctor?

I mean, you kind of can't.
All we can really do

is monitor you
and hope that this is temporary.

And what if it isn't?

What if this whole thing
just starts happening again?

Hey, will you just sit?

We don't know
what's gonna happen.

I mean, how do you feel?

Do you feel any different?

A little.

More aware, I think.

I feel more in control.

But maybe that's just because
I know something happened to me,

and I'm just paying
more attention to everything.

Well, what I saw was
very, very real,

so I'm just not gonna let you go
very far for a while.

I think I feel better already.

Aah!

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Okay, well, it's gonna take
some time to get there.

Uh don't get comfortable.

Lock up the area.
We're on our way.

On our way to what?

Little picnic in the woods.

Dead body in a tree.

In a tree?

That's what they said.

How the hell
did he get up there?

Maybe he was trying to escape
a bear or a Mountain lion.

I don't know
that I'd climb a tree

to escape a bear
or a Mountain lion,

but there was no sign of either
anywhere in the area.

That's why we called you guys.
Well, whatever got him,

got him up there,
because what was inside of him

is right below him.

Oh, boy.

Well, he's been up there
awhile... the blood's dry.

It looks like he's got a wallet
in his back pocket.

Let's get some photos,
and let's get the body down.

Hello, Sebastien.

Adalind.

How are you holding up?

Not very well.
You?

- This is all so shocking.
- Oh, it's terrible!

Do they know anything
about who did it yet?

- Not that they're telling me.
- Are we in danger?

I think it is safe
to assume that we could be,

and you should behave
accordingly.

Who's gonna take Eric's place?

The last royal standing.

Yeah, that's him.
Name's Ned Klosterman.

Lives in Portland.

Ironically,
he's an organ donor,

although I'm not sure
who'd want what's left.

I'll run the name.

Someone must have
ripped him open.

Yeah, or took
a chain saw to him.

Everything seemed fine.

He went to work, and so did I.

Did you talk to him
during the day?

No, we were both pretty busy.

What time did you get home?

I got home around 6:00,
and, um,

he normally gets home by 7:00.

And when he wasn't home
by 8:00,

I called his work,
and they said he left early.

So when he didn't come home,
I called the police.

Was everything going okay
with your marriage?

Yes.

It was great.

We celebrated our fifth
anniversary two nights ago.

We went out to dinner.

Any problems that night?

No.

We were happy.

We were really happy.

Do you know anyone who would
want to harm your husband?

Just please find
who did this to him.

What are you doing?
This.

Mm.

- You're bleeding!
- What?

On your arm!

You're in my way.

Problem?

Yeah.

The man I killed,
Mitchell Zinc, I...

accidentally killed.

Well, that's not the point.

- I killed him...
- Yeah, I know.

And you're bothered by it.

Yes, I am.

I'm beginning to remember.

Let me ask you something, Nick.

What's really bothering you,

the fact
that you killed somebody

or the fact that you killed
somebody who wasn't wesen?

Because God knows
you've killed plenty of them.

That's what you Grimms do,
isn't it?

Now, excuse me.

I've got a meeting
with the mayor.

When you have an answer,
let me know.

What'd I tell you
about getting too comfortable?

I'm not.

Good.
We got another tree hugger.

This time it's female.

We found her car abandoned
up on a curb down the way.

Door was open,
purse was inside.

That's her driver's license.

- Stephanie Robinson.
- This is her work I.D.

She's a sales rep
for Wilkes medical supplies

out of Seattle.

We're pretty sure that's her.

Same M.O.

We got ourselves
a serial killer here?

A completely different kind
of victim.

So what's the connection
between the two?

Besides the tree?

Anybody see her climb up there?

Uh, even if they did, it's not
that unusual in Portland.

Where's the car?

This way.

Purse is on the front seat.

That's where I got
her license and work I.D.

Other than that,
that's how I found it.

Got some receipts here.

One from the Apple store
yesterday, another from Target.

Two days ago,
she went to a spa.

The night before last,

looks like she went to dinner
at Raven & Rose.

Raven & Rose?
Aw!

Love that place.

Chef Ostler?
Genius.

Which is why you can't get
a reservation

unless you want to eat
at 5:00.

Off topic.

- Parking receipt.
- Wait a minute.

Didn't Klosterman and his wife

have dinner
for their anniversary?

Yeah, but we didn't get
the name of the restaurant.

Maybe the victims
knew each other.

Well, they couldn't have
gone together.

This is dated from last night.

But still,
they died the same way.

There might be a connection.

We should call
Mrs. Klosterman.

Mrs. Klosterman,
sorry to bother you.

This is Detective Griffin.

I just have a quick question.

You went out to dinner with your
husband for your anniversary.

What was the name
of the restaurant?

Raven & Rose.
Thank you very much.

That's all I needed.
Please, do take care.

"Chef Graydon Ostler is

"a celebrated, award-winning
chef and restaurateur

"who trained at the Cordon Bleu
in Paris

"and the I.C.C. in Munich.

"He has just returned
from Europe to open

"a new restaurant in Portland.

"According to food critic
Gustav York,

"Raven & Rose is
the shining star

in his expanding food universe."

"Food universe."
Really?

Without a connection
between the victims

or someone at the restaurant,
we have no motive.

We may not even have a murder.

All we have is two people
who ate there,

climbed trees, and blew up.

That's enough to look
at their menu.

- Have you found Frau Pech?
- No.

I haven't been able to find her
anywhere in Vienna.

I'm in her home.
She's not here either.

She could have left Austria,

trying to make a deal
for the child.

There'll be buyers
all over the world for that.

Frau Pech might not have left
at all.

I have some notes of hers.

There's one
that says, "sacher,"

which I assume is the hotel,

and then "215,"
which is probably a room number.

I'm thinking it might be
a buyer, or she's making a deal.

Find out who's in that room.

I'm sorry, we don't open
for another half hour.

Oh.

We need to talk
to Graydon Ostler.

Oh, no, you don't understand.

He gets pretty stressed just
before we serve dinner, so...

No, no, no!

Get away from the stove!

You're turning my sauce
into cheese!

I think we can find him.

Back up!

You will destroy my reputation!

How many times

do I have to teach you
the meaning of cuisine?

This is an art, not carpentry!

Get back to your stations, now!

- What?
- Wesen.

- What kind?
- Bauerschwein.

- Ostler?
- All of them.

You say they dined here
recently?

Yes, within the last couple of days.

Sorry, I don't recognize
either one.

What is this about?

Well, they both died.

What?

You don't think
this had something to do

with my restaurant, do you?

Look, we had the county health
inspector here last month,

and he gave us perfect scores.
Plus, look at my menu.

We specifically ask
if you have any food allergies,

and we warn against ingredients

such as raw eggs and shellfish.
No.

We need to know if anybody
who works for you

knew the victims.

We need a list
of your employees,

and we need to know
what Stephanie Robinson

and Ned Klosterman ordered.

That shouldn't be a problem.

Neither of the victims
ordered the same thing.

Klosterman had osso buco,

Robinson had Halibut
with huckleberry sauce.

They both ordered wine.

He had Pinot noir,
she had sauvignon blanc.

No one on this list
has a criminal record,

including the chef.

And Klosterman's wife didn't
recognize any of these names.

Got the tox screens back
on your vics.

Well, I assume
you've read them?

- Of course.
- Then just tell us.

No known pathogens.

No known poisons or toxins.
You got nothing.

Yeah, nothing except a kitchen
full of bauerschwein.

We can't arrest 'em for that.

It kind of sounds like

an extreme form
of gastric dilatation volvulus.

Excuse me?

Bloat.

Dogs get it, cattle get it.

It's breed-specific, so for dogs
it would be, you know,

Irish setters, great danes,
St. Bernards.

What about the volvulus part?

That's when the stomach
gets twisted

around the longitudinal axis
of the digestive tract.

I should ask you
this stuff more often.

Now, you said
it was breed-specific?

So I'm wondering if the victims

in this case
might somehow be the same breed.

I mean, the kitchen staff
was entirely bauerschwein.

Well, were the victims
bauerschwein?

I don't know,
and now that they're dead,

there's no way to find out,
but if they were Blutbaden...

Huh.
What?

You see, Blutbaden
and bauerschwein

have been feuding
for centuries.

No, but this is a restaurant.

Anybody can eat there.

Plus, how would they know
they were Blutbaden

or what they were ordering?

Well, why don't you think
about that

on your way to Monroe's?

Aren't you supposed to be
moving out tonight?

Or have you changed
your mind on me?

No.
I'm on my way.

I'll see you soon.

And, um, thank you
for the bloat info.

Any time.

It's gonna be weird
not having you around.

I mean, sure, it's gonna
be great having my house back,

and I did kind of like
the odd couple thing.

Except, of course,
when Rosalee was here.

Yeah.

Well, I can't tell you
how much you helped me out

by letting me stay here.

You know what?
That whole.

"Juliette in a coma
and not remembering you

and then kind of hating you"
thing, just a bad deal.

I'm sorry,
I don't mean to rehash.

It's just,
I'm glad it worked out,

for both of us.

I know it wasn't always easy.

Well, hey, how many Blutbaden

can say they had a Grimm living
with them under the same roof?

And lived to tell about it?

Right, probably...

- None.
- None, actually.

I mean...

Yeah.

Uh, toothbrush.

Right.

Oh, hey, have you heard
about this new restaurant,

Raven & Rose?

Heard about it?

Rosalee and I just ate there
the other night.

It is spectacular!

I had an incredible
vegan sausage cassoulet...

you know it's run
by bauerschwein, right?

No, but why should that matter?

Lots of wesen own restaurants.

I mean, I would never frequent
a place run by a Schneetmacher,

or for that matter,
that served schneetmacher.

- But.
- You feeling okay?

Oh, man.
I feel great.

Well, I think
this just about does it.

- Here, let me help you.
- Okay.

Unh!

Monroe, I thought you said
you were gonna give me a hand.

Yeah, I am, 'cause I got...
I got the bag.

Hey, could you get
the door for me?

You're not actually
going anywhere just yet.

Surprise!

Surprise?

For what?
It's not my birthday.

- It's for your leaving.
- Oh, yes.

And we're pretty excited
about it.

So my wife baked a cake!

She doesn't need
much of an excuse.

Bud, this cake is so gorgeous.

Where's your wife?
With the kids.

Somebody's got to watch 'em.

God knows what they'll chew up
when you're not home.

All right, now,

I just want to say,
for a roommate who's a Grimm...

and I really mean this...

I'll get it.

So where was I?

You were about to tell me
how great I am.

Actually,
I was about to say how great

I was for putting up with you,

but yeah, you were okay too.

Uh, can we get
to the drinking part?

- Yeah, let's do this.
- Yeah!

- Cheers.
- That's what I say.

Hey, Kimber's on the phone.

Something's happened to Sam.

She's calling everyone
looking for him.

What?

Hey.

- Who's Sam?
- He's a friend of Monroe's.

I just met him at a restaurant
the other night.

What happened to him?

He hasn't come home, and he's
not answering his phone,

so she's very concerned.

Okay, this is weird.

Kimber says Sam snapped
this morning,

that he woke up and his eyes
were kind of glassy.

He didn't feel well,

but he went to work anyway,

and now she can't find him.

And this is not like Sam.

Did he eat at Raven & Rose?

Yeah, that's actually
where we ran into him.

I love that place.
A little pricey but worth it.

All right, is he a Blutbad?

Sam?
Uh, yeah, why?

We're working on a case.
We've got two dead bodies,

and both of them
ate at the Raven & Rose

in the last few days.

All right, do you know
Ned Klosterman

or Stephanie Robinson?

Ned, I do, yeah.
Why?

They were the two victims.

Is Ned a Blutbad?

Yeah, yeah, he...

he's one of my old
sort of hunting buddies,

you know, from...

oh, my God!

What about Stephanie Robinson?

Um, I don't know.
I don't know her.

But at least two of the three
were Blutbaden.

Monroe, we're gonna need
Sam's license plate.

We're gonna have to put
an A.P.B. out on his car.

Uh, right.
Okay.

What's going on?

The restaurant
is run by bauerschwein,

and we think that they're
somehow targeting Blutbaden.

Oh, God! Oh, God!
This is really bad.

Bauerschwein going
after Blutbaden?

I mean, isn't it
sort of the other way around?

You'd be surprised.

I'll... I'll...
I'll put the cake in the fridge.

Rosalee, you said
that Monroe ate there.

What did he eat?

Uh, I don't remember.

Here's the license plate.

Thanks.

Do you feel okay?

Yeah, fine.
I mean, should I not?

How did they die?

It's something similar
to gastric dilatation volvulus.

Basically, their insides burst.

That sounds familiar.
I have to get to the shop.

What?

I knew I knew it.

It's called vollige verzweiflung
in German...

the black despair mushroom.

"It's found mostly
in the black forest.

"It is similar to a rare strain
of fungus called

"ophiocordyceps unilateralis
from the tropics,

"which attacks carpenter ants,
causing them to climb into trees

"where their insides burst,
spreading the fungal spores.

"When eaten raw, the mushrooms
are harmless, but when cooked,

they release a toxin fatal
to Blutbaden."

- What's wrong?
- I'm trying to remember

if I had any mushrooms
at Raven & Rose.

- Did I?
- I don't know.

Th-those could have been
in anything.

We checked
what the victims had to eat.

They ordered completely
different things.

Is Sam's girlfriend a Blutbad?

Uhuh, she's
a Kehrseite-Schlich-Kennen.

You know, like you and Hank.

She's not a wesen,
but she knows the...

Wait, whoa!
The tartlets.

- What tartlets?
- The beef and truffle tartlets.

They weren't on the menu.

They were compliments
of the chef.

Everyone got one,
except you didn't eat it.

Well, no, it had meat.

Well, that's how he does it.

Serves it to everybody.
Only the Blutbaden are affected.

Griffin.
Where?

Thank you.

They found Sam's car ran
off the road in Washington park.

He was not with his car.
He's not gonna go far.

I'm going with you.
He's my friend.

Aah!

Any sign of the owner?

Not since I've been here.

Well, that's definitely
Sam's car,

so he's got to be
around here somewhere.

What the hell is that?

- Sam.
- Stay with the car.

Call the paramedics.

- Aah!
- There.

Sam?

Hold on, man!
We're here, we're coming!

Aah!

Sam!

Oh, my God.

Monroe?

I'm gonna kill
that bauerschwein.

We still don't have
any evidence

that he knew what he was doing.

He's a bauerschwein.

What more evidence do you need?

Well, I need something
I can take to court.

Not this time, Nick.

Either you take care of this,
or I will.

Let me handle this.

I've already lost
two friends, man.

I am not losing any more.

So one way or another,
that pig is going down.

He's not gonna go vigilante
on us, is he?

He might.

How do you want
to deal with the chef?

Excuse me, chef,
I hate to bother you, but...

but what?

One of those detectives
is here again.

Where?

Too bad you came in so late.

You missed
a fantastique coq au vin.

There's been another death.

- Someone who ate here?
- Yeah.

I doubt it was anything
they ordered.

It wasn't.
It wasn't on the menu.

But everybody ate it,
compliments of the chef.

Yeah, there's
a special ingredient in it,

from the forests of Germany.

Maybe you've heard of it.

It's called the black despair.

That is absurd!

Not for a bauerschwein who's
killing Blutbaden, it isn't.

You're a Grimm.

I have witnesses here.

Oh, you mean the accomplices?

You're gonna kill us all?

I'm not gonna kill anyone.

What are you going to do?
You can't arrest me.

We're simply preparing gourmet
dinners, like I do every night.

How do you prove in a court
that I was killing Blutbaden?

Well, I was hoping
you'd confess.

Really?

That would be
the right thing to do.

Let me tell you

about the right thing to do,
Mr. Grimm.

Half of my family was killed
by Blutbaden, going back years.

Everyone who works for me
has lost relatives.

Everyone has lost,

everyone has suffered
at the hands of the Blutbaden!

Well

the payback
has only just begun.

So this is about the past?

No, no.
This is all about the future.

The civilized future,

where we are finally
on equal footing,

where we no longer live
in constant fear.

You really think
you can hold me responsible

for the Blutbaden's
own weakness?

I think you'd better come to
terms with the new world order.

There's not gonna be
a new world order.

Not as long
as this killing continues.

Well, that's an interesting
sentiment coming from a Grimm.

I'm sorry,
but I need to ask you to leave.

We're closed for tonight,

and we have an even bigger night
tomorrow night.

Even if the chef knew
he was killing Blutbaden,

you can't prove it.
I'm not gonna try.

This Blutbaden-bauerschwein feud
has been going on forever.

It's just like the middle east,
Rwanda, Ireland.

Somebody always has
a very good reason

for killing somebody
they don't like.

Well, then how can you stop it?

As a cop, I can't.

Well, what are you gonna do,
kill him?

That's what
my ancestors used to do.

That won't stop it.

Look, that's not gonna
stop it everywhere,

but it will stop it here.

And if I don't do anything,
Monroe will.

And I don't want him
going to jail for murder,

'cause that they can prove.

Nick?

Nick!

What?

You're getting that look again.

Juliette, I'm fine.

I've got to go deal with this.

Sam never hurt anybody.

I mean, talk about a decent guy.
And Ned's the same way.

I mean, yeah, okay, we hunted
a little when we were young,

but never bauerschwein.
Only the legal stuff.

You need to calm down.

I just watched a friend
of mine explode in a tree.

I mean, how are you supposed
to calm down

after something like that?

I don't want you doing
anything crazy.

What, you mean like
the right thing?

Like killing that murderer?

Nick said
that he would handle it.

How is he gonna handle this?

This is between Blutbaden
and bauerschwein.

Always has been,
always will be.

And if we let them get away
with this, man,

it is gonna be open season
on us!

And what happens when they
don't stop at Blutbaden,

and they kill a few Fuchsbaus?

Then what are
you gonna say, huh?

You were right.

Chef Ostler knows exactly
what he's doing.

- You talked to him?
- Yes.

I thought I'd give him a chance
to turn himself in.

Oh, I'm sure
that went over big.

Did he take you up on that?

Well, I got the confirmation
that I needed.

What good does it do
if we know he's guilty?

You can't arrest him
for serving something

that's only poisonous
to Blutbaden.

There's nothing Nick can do,

as a cop, anyway!
I'm sorry.

Somebody has got to put the fear
of God into these Schwein!

You do this,
you risk everything.

- Listen to him.
- No.

Not after what they did
to Ned and Sam and hap.

I am not gonna let them
get away with it!

Oh, Nick, please, do something.

Just after 8:00 P.M. this
evening, in Vienna, Austria,

Eric Renard, crown prince of the
Cronenberg family,

was killed
when his car exploded

en route from the Vienna
international airport.

No one has yet claimed

responsibility
for this tragic event.

All of Vienna is in mourning.

- Yes?
- Uh, room service.

For me?

- Room 215?
- Yes.

But I didn't order
any room service.

There must be some mistake.

Magnifique.

That's it.
Run, run, run.

Oh, so what shall we serve
the Blutbad tonight?

Wait a minute.

How about the chef himself?

I haven't done anything.
Stay away!

Ooh!

I like it when dinner
talks back.

No!
No, no, please!

Unh!

Get back!

You're under arrest.

You've got to protect me.

He killed my friends!

Get down on the ground.
Put your hands behind your head!

Not until we kill
every last one of them.

All bauerschwein must die!

Don't do this.

Don't... don't let him
get me.

- Don't!
- No!

Unh.

You killed him!
Thank God!

He didn't give me a choice.

Oh, my God.

You shot him.

Kill him now.

Yeah, we'll shut down
his place for good!

They're everywhere.

Bauerschwein!

Now this feud ends,

and it ends now.

You have to get me out of here.

Not until you confess

to murdering Klosterman,
Robinson, and Leoni.

If you don't, these Blutbaden

are gonna kill
every bauerschwein you know.

Kill the hog!

There's nothing you can do
to stop us.

Guess who's
on the menu tonight.

Oh, man.
There's a lot of 'em.

We have to start thinking
about ourselves here, Nick.

What?
No, you can't leave me!

Unless you confess...

We gotta let nature
take its course.

- Let's go, huh?
- Time to die, pig!

You're trapped, pig!

Okay, okay, okay!
I did it! I confess!

I did it!
I killed them!

All right,
just get me out of here!

You really think
me admitting this

is gonna stop something that's
been goin' for centuries?

No.

But it's a start.

You know, you connected
on a couple of those.

Yeah, you too.

He signed it.

He did.

And this little piggy
went to jail.

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