All language subtitles for grimm.s05e02.1080p.bluray.x264-turmoil

NICK: Previously on Grimm...

(SNARLS)

Bye, Nick.
TRUBEL: Goodbye, Juliette.

(GASPS)

NICK: They came in from
everywhere.

It was professional.
They grabbed Trubel.

I tried to stop them.
They drugged me.

When I woke up, Juliette's body
was gone and my mom's head.

They took everything.

(SCREAMS)

DOCTOR: Baby's heart rate's dropped.
What's happening?

DOCTOR: We're gonna have to do
an emergency C-section.

No matter what's happened, this
child is going to need you.

ADALIND: Don't hate me
anymore, Nick.

For our son's sake,
we can't be like we were.

CHAVEZ: (ON PHONE) This is your
one chance to get the answers.

They're coming here.

They're rising.

(GROWLS)

(GRUNTS)

It's war.

No. No, no, no, no.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)
What the hell?

Wemlinger.

Mr. Childs, what are
you still doing here?

We have a problem.

Nearly a half a million
dollars is missing.

Missing?
What do you mean "missing"?

It's gone,
that's what I mean!

Half a million dollars
in reinvested dividends

was not credited back
to the shareholders!

There must be some
mistake.

I went through every
account

There's no mistake.

Someone is
falsifying the data.

Numbers have been altered,
capital gains diverted.

But, how?

I don't know, but I need you to
get a forensic accountant in here

to go through every
account

(STUTTERS) I can start going
through the data right now.

No, we have to go
outside the firm for this.

Oh.
I'm gonna call the police.

Put together a list of everyone
with access to our files.

Um...

Portland Police, please.
OPERATOR: Is this an emergency?

No, it's not an emergency. I need
the fraud-embezzlement department.

Sir.

I think I know
who's responsible.

Who?

I've got it all right here.

(SNARLS)

There's nothing here.
(GROWLS)

(CHILDS SCREAMING)

(WEMLINGER SNARLS)

(SPITS)

(PANTING)

(DIALING)

OPERATOR: 911.
What is your emergency?

(CRYING) They killed him!

They killed my boss!
(GASPING)

Oh God, it's terrible!

Are you hurt, sir?
(GASPING)

Please! Please come quick!

Sir, help is on its way. I need
you to calm down and... Hello?

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

(WHISPERING) Nick.

(DOOR CLOSES)

How are they?

Sleeping. Everyone seems fine.

Well, thank God for that.

How are you holding up?
(SIGHS)

Chavez is dead.

What?

Oh, man, Nick,
you didn't...

No, I didn't kill her.

Well, who did?
Wesen.

There were four others
we were supposed to meet.

They were dead
when we got there.

Chavez gave me this.

Doesn't this belong to Trubel?
Yeah.

Chavez knew where Trubel was.
She say where?

No,
we never got that far.

First, I have to go back
and figure out who did this.

I'm going with you.
Me too.

Let's go. I'll stay with
Adalind and the baby.

Kelly.

She wanted
to name him Kelly.

Oh, Nick,
that's a good name.

Let's go.

This is the old Shaver's
Transportation Company.

This is where
she brought you?

Bodies are inside.

Let's make sure
nobody else is.

MONROE: So, these people you were
supposed to meet, any idea who they were?

NICK: No.

Chavez said
something was coming,

that we needed to be
prepared.

WU: Prepared for what?

An uprising.

The bodies were
right here.

Are you sure?
Yes.

I killed a Gelumcaedus
right where you're standing.

And, Chavez died
right here.

Ground is still wet.

Wait a minute, are you saying
somebody came back here,

took the bodies and
cleaned up all the blood?

Somebody went to a lot of
trouble to cover this up.

Yeah, just like
they did with Juliette.

This is Chavez' phone.
It rang right after she died.

It was a man's voice.
I told him she was dead.

What'd he say?

He said for me
to keep the phone.

I'll run the last number,
see what I can find.

Any of them get away?

Yeah, one. Uh, up those
stairs, out the back.

There was a truck
waiting for 'em.

Old Blazer,
black, silver, jacked up.

HANK: Where'd you see it?

NICK: This way.

Truck was waiting here,
took off fast.

Couldn't see the plates.

Uh, not going to get any
surveillance out here.

Are we thinking
these are the same guys

that came back
to clean up, or...

No, I'm thinking this was
whoever was on that phone,

the people Chavez
was working for.

Wait a minute.

(SCOFFS)
Someone painted it.

Say what?

On that wall,
there was a mark.

Four black lines.
Someone painted over it.

It's still wet.

Why would they do that?

Someone didn't want
anybody to see it.

Anyone else
thinking conspiracy here?

Do we need to bring
the Captain in on this?

Not until we figure this out.

I think we should
probably get out of here

before someone tries to,
like, paint over us.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPING)

Where's Kelly?

Adalind, it's okay.

The nurse took him to the nursery
so you could get some sleep.

Oh.

Right.

I must've had a bad dream.

ROSALEE: Everything's
all right.

You should try to
go back to sleep.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

How you feeling?

Okay, I think.

(EXHALES)
Kelly's in the nursery.

I know.

I was just there.

Thanks for staying,
but you should go home.

Monroe's waiting for you.
Okay.

I'll walk you out.

Be right back.
Mmm-hmm.

(WHISPERS) What happened?

Nothing was there.

The bodies were gone.
Somebody cleaned up.

Nothing more about Trubel?

Nothing.

(SIGHS) The doctor told Adalind
she could go home tomorrow.

Are you bringing her
back to your place?

(SIGHS) I have to.

I've got no place else
to take her.

Monroe and I will come over
first thing in the morning.

We'll try to get
things ready for you.

Thanks.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Yeah.

Adalind had the baby.

It's a boy.

Healthy?
Yeah.

I wonder if anyone will ever tell him
the truth about how he got here.

Not gonna be me.

I just thought
you should know.

Hey, Hank,
I'm going to partner you up

with Pogue until
Nick gets back.

I don't need a partner.

Well, Pogue does.
Meacham's on vacation.

But he has no idea
what's going on.

Make it work.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Did you tell him?

He told me.

Well, don't get too excited.
We just got a body.

Wu.

Hank.
Pogue.

What do we got?
Where's the body?

We got a dead body,
and it's right this way.

Victim is Mr. Beau Childs,
CEO of the company.

Margin clerk Paul Wemlinger
heard screams, ran in,

saw two men running out,
called 911.

We're checking
security cameras now.

Damn. What got him?

How many people were here
when it happened?

Just the victim and
Wemlinger as far as I know.

Wemlinger called the victim's
assistant, Betty Frame.

She just got here.

Blood on the phone.

Let's talk to the witness.

Mr. Wemlinger, I'm Detective Griffin.
This is Detective Pogue.

Can you tell us
what happened?

I was working late.

I didn't even know that Mr.
Childs was still in the office.

I heard screams.
It was awful.

What did you see?

I saw two men running
from Mr. Childs' office.

Can you describe them?

They were both
wearing ski masks.

One of them might have been bigger
than the other one, I don't know.

And, um, one of them was holding
some kind of a stick or a weapon.

I can't be sure.

Did you go after them?

No.

I was scared.

I went in
Mr. Childs' office,

tried to stop the bleeding, but
there was nothing I could do.

You called 911.

Yes.

What did you do to try
to stop the bleeding?

I put my hands on
Mr. Childs' throat.

And, I tried to give him
mouth to mouth.

But there was
just so much blood.

I think he was already dead.

And you washed your hands?

Yeah, I tried to get
the blood off.

I don't think
I got it all. (SOBS)

Just a couple more questions, Mr.
Wemlinger.

When did you call
Mr. Childs' assistant?

Betty?

Just right after. I didn't
know what else to do.

Any idea who would do this? No.

I don't know who would do
such a thing, it's just...

I'm sorry. (INHALES)

You might want
to talk to Betty.

She knows a lot more about
his personal life than I do.

Okay, just sit tight,
Mr. Wemlinger.

HANK: We buying his story?

Does he look like a guy who
could rip someone's throat out?

It's hard to know
what's inside somebody.

I can't believe
this is happening.

HANK: Betty, how long have
you worked with Mr. Childs?

17 years.

Mr. Wemlinger said he called
you just after it happened.

He did.

He was very upset.
I came right over.

How would you describe
the relationship

between Mr. Childs and
Mr. Wemlinger?

Very professional.

We all got along
so well here.

(CRYING SOFTLY)

Excuse me a moment.

Checked security cameras.

No one seen coming or going in
the last three and a half hours

except for us and her.

Wemlinger was alone
with the victim.

The way the vic was killed,
this has got to be Wesen.

Can't wait
to explain that to Pogue.

I'll come visit you in the
Psych Ward every Tuesday.

Simon Willard had an easier
time building his banjo clock

than I am with this thing.

Banjo clock?

Yeah, it was the first commercially
successful American wall clock

to have the pendulum suspended
in front of the weight case

and the weight attached
to a pulley.

Yes, but could
he build a baby mobile?

Not with these instructions
he couldn't.

(CHUCKLES)

Mmm.
He's going to love it.

(SIGHS)

Maybe someday.

(DOOR OPENS)

Oh, my God.

You did all this?

Well, it's not as if
you two had the time.

And I picked up a few
things for the new mom too.

That is so sweet of you.

Oh, let me see.

Oh, he's so cute.

Yeah.

Mmm-hmm.

Why don't I show you
where everything is.

Thanks for doing this.

Look, Nick,
I gotta be honest.

I have sort of a bad
feeling about this.

They're my responsibility.

I'm not talking about Adalind and Kelly.
I'm talking about this house.

Too many bad things
have gone down here, man.

Too much death
and destruction.

I'm just sayin', you might
want to think about,

you know,
a change of venue.

You mean, move?

Oh, I mean get
the hell out of here.

ROSALEE: I think
it's time we went home.

(CHUCKLING) Yeah, we should let you
two, you three get settled in.

If you need anything, I can
be here in 10 minutes.

You guys have
both been really...

Uh... Thank you.

I should probably get some
rest before Kelly wakes up.

He'll be hungry.

Where should I...
Oh, guest room, upstairs.

I'll get Kelly.

The last time I was in this
room, it was with Diana.

I hope she's okay.

Yeah, me too.

ADALIND: Have you heard
anything about Juliette?

She's dead.

What? Oh, my God!

Trubel killed her
to save my life.

Oh, Nick, I thought she
got away with the Royals.

No, she never left.

I'm so sorry.

Thank you for doing this.

(SIGHS)

NICK: Wow.

Thanks, uh, but I need
a little bit of help.

Can you?
Of course.

Got anything on Wemlinger?
'Cause I don't.

Background's clean.
No record anywhere.

HANK: Anything on prints yet?

It's still processing.

I think we should
bring him in.

Why?

He said he saw two guys run
out, blood all over the office.

But, we've got no blood trail and
nothing on security cameras.

The security cameras don't
cover the back stairway.

They must've known that.
Well, then how'd they get in?

No sign of a break-in.

If Wemlinger did it,
where's the murder weapon?

He sure as hell didn't do it
with his bare hands.

I think we should bring him
in, sweat him a little.

All right, if you think
it's worth something.

What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

Anyway, doctor said I should
walk as much as I can, so...

What about Kelly?

Oh, he's sleeping fine.

I'm making some sandwiches.
Would you like one?

Yeah, anything.

Ham and cheese okay?

Sounds perfect.

Lettuce, tomato, mayo?

I'm allergic to tomato.

That's good to know.

So, lam thinking
of selling the house.

Oh.

Find us someplace safer.

We're going with you?

Yeah, if you'd like.

Sure.

This is really good.

Is there anything else
you're allergic to?

Just raw tomatoes.
I can eat 'em cooked.

I actually make
a pretty good Bolognese.

I like Bolognese.

I actually make
a pretty mean...

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

Sorry.

Hank.

You home?
Uh-huh.

You Okay?

Yeah. What's up?

I hate to bug you, but I
might have a Wesen problem.

I need you to confirm.

I'm bringing the suspect in. Any
chance you can make it down here?

Uh, what time?
Half hour.

Hank needs me to
get to the precinct.

We'll be fine.

I'll be right there.

(SIGHS)

If you need anything,
just call.

(KELLY CRYING)

Okay, thank you.
You bet.

Wemlinger's
in interrogation.

Take a look
at this M.E. report first.

"Victim's throat
was torn out by,

"what appears to be,
some kind of an animal."

I don't think
Wemlinger's an animal.

Probably not.

Our killers must've had
some kind of a garden tool.

You know, one of those claw things.
Maybe.

Let's go talk to Wemlinger.

Do you know something
I don't?

'Cause I don't see how this
guy could have done that.

Just a gut feeling.

All right. It's your gut.

Hold on.
Just got the prints back.

Got a hit on your suspect.
Wemlinger?

AKA Simon Kincaid.

Wanted for embezzling $975,000

from the Bankers Trust in
Sacramento three years ago.

Doesn't make him
a murderer.

But, it certainly
puts him at the party.

I'm starting to feel it
in my gut too.

You and Mr. Childs were working
pretty late last night.

You always work that late?

Depends on the work.

We stay 'till it's done.

HANK: What were you
working on last night?

Getting out
the quarterly reports.

We have 217 clients.

Why was Mr. Childs there
so late?

I don't know.
He was the boss.

He was under
a lot of pressure.

You have access to
all the accounts?

Yes. But,
I'm not the only one.

Any money missing
from the company?

No.
You sure about that.

As far as I know.

Isn't it your job to know?

My job covers a wide range
of responsibilities.

You ever heard of Bankers
Trust in Sacramento?

Maybe you've heard
of Simon Kincaid.

I don't know what
you're talking about.

Yeah, you do.

You were stealing money
from C&E Investments,

just like you were stealing
from Bankers Trust.

I was not!

I told you, there were two
other men inside. I saw them.

Security cameras didn't.

Mr. Childs found out what you
were doing, and you killed him.

No, no! (GRUNTS)

You're Simon Kincaid, and we
have fingerprints to prove it!

(WHISPERS)
And, I know you're Wesen.

(SNARLS)

(SNARLS)

You don't know what
you're talking about.

And, I want to talk
to a lawyer.

Give him his call.

Did he Woge?
Yeah.

I think he's a Quijada Vil.

Have we dealt with one?
No, but I've read about 'em.

Capable of
ripping a throat out?

Oh, yeah.

So, we know he did it.
We just can't prove it.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What're you doing here,
Nick?

Thought you were
takin' time off.

I asked him to observe while
we were questioning Wemlinger.

You think he's going to
see something I don't?

It's got nothing
to do with that.

No, no, no,
I want to hear.

Did I miss something?

You got something for me
to book this guy on?

Take it easy.
All I'm saying is,

you want to bring
another guy in, tell me.

But, right now,
we got bigger problems.

Two U.S. Marshals
just got here.

What do they want?

Our suspect.

Hey, I'm Detective Griffin.
This is Detective Pogue.

Dan Reeves, Ray Durant.

We got a hit on Simon
Kincaid this morning.

Guess you know him
as Paul Wemlinger.

He's wanted in Sacramento. We're
taking him back to California.

That's the warrant.

He's a suspect
in a murder case.

Sorry, guys. He's ours now.

Where is he?

(SIGHS) Right this way.

We can't let them take him.

They have a warrant.

And no idea what
they're dealing with.

I gotta warn them.

How you gonna do that?

Nick.

Hey, you guys got a minute?

I'm Detective Burkhardt.

What?

You have to be
careful with this guy.

I think we can handle him.
No, you don't understand.

He's not what he seems.
We know all about him.

No, you don't.
This guy, he's dangerous.

He's an ink man.
What's he gonna do,

forge us to death?
(CHUCKLES)

(SNARLS)

You don't know what
this guy's capable of.

You know, Detective, just
'cause we got babysitting duty,

doesn't give you
the right to bust our balls.

I'm not bustin' your balls.

You a badass?

(CHUCKLES) Let's go, man.

You can't stop them.
I can follow them.

All the way to Sacramento?

Whatever it takes.

What part of "take time
off" don't you understand?

Sorry, Captain. I had no
choice but to bring him in.

Marshals picked up our murder suspect
for a prior, and he's Wesen.

They have no idea what
they're dealing with.

Where they taking him?
California.

I have to go after them.
In my office.

You want to lose your job?

They're not gonna
make it to Sacramento.

You've already
screwed up with the FBI.

You want the marshals
on your ass too?

After what this guy
did to his last victim,

I wouldn't want to ride
in a car with him.

(SIGHS DEEPLY)

I can call
the marshals' office,

tell them there's a death
threat on their fugitive.

They'll beef up security
themselves.

Now, go home, and don't come
back until you hear from me.

(DOOR OPENS)

What?

This job is hard enough.

It's even harder
when you know what's going on

and you can't do
a damn thing about it.

(DOOR SLAMS)

This an okay time?
Yeah, he just ate.

I'm trying to get him
back to sleep.

Just came by to see
if you needed anything.

Nick here?
No. He's at work.

It's a little weird getting
used to being here again.

I can't even imagine.
Don't.

Do you want to see him?
Sure.

ROSALEE: Oh, he really
is a handsome guy.

He's been pretty good
so far.

How about you?

Oh, I don't know.
(SIGHS)

I'm really happy about him and
being a mom again, but...

Nick?
No. Nick's been great.

And I didn't
expect him to be great,

and that makes it
even greater.

As long as it lasts.

He's not going to
walk away from this.

Not now, but what happens
when I turn back?

The suppressant
doesn't last forever.

Sooner or later...

I know. I've been thinking
about the same thing.

(SIGHS)

I don't want to be
a Hexenbiest again.

Seriously?

I was not very nice,
I know that.

But, I can't do that
to him or Nick,

after what happened
to Juliette.

Maybe it won't come back.

It will come back.

Maybe not in the same way.

I don't want it in any way.

What we did makes it
too unpredictable.

I don't mean
to scare you off,

but, you're
the only friend I have.

I'm not scared at all.

I just want a normal life,
like what you and Monroe have.

I'd hardly say what
we have is normal.

Yeah, but you have each other, and
that comes before everything else.

You and Nick have something
you both love.

That's a really good start.

Did Nick tell you what
happened to Juliette?

Trubel killed her.

What happened to Trubel?

We don't know.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Are you expecting anyone?

No.

Then let me get it.

May I help you?

You want something from inside?
Yeah, grab me a juice.

All right.

Can I use the bathroom?
It's such a long ride.

I got him.

Let's go.

Don't forget
he's a dangerous guy.

So I've been told.

All right.
Do what you got to do.

Can you please take these off?
No.

And the door stays open.

(TOILET FLUSHING)

(SNARLING)

Hey, boss.

I'm just gassing up,
about to get on the 405.

Nobody said anything
about a death threat.

All right,
we'll wait for 'em.

(GASPS)

(WEMLINGER GROWLING)
(SCREAMING)

(GROWLS)

(REEVES SCREAMING)

We can't let this guy go down
for just embezzlement.

We need to find
the murder weapon.

This is aggravated murder!

Hank and I have to go back
and tear that office apart.

The murder weapon,
it's got to be there.

He never left that office.

All right, any idea what kind
of weapon Wemlinger used?

We think
it was a garden tool.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

The marshals just got hit.
What?

WU: Gas station on
Southwest Barnes.

Wemlinger?

Don't know.

What's going on?

Is there someplace
we could talk?

We'll go upstairs.

(KELLY FUSSING)

What's the problem?

Agent Chavez is missing.

Didn't show up for work,
hasn't returned calls.

How long has it been?
Since last night.

The argument you had in her
office, what was it about?

She didn't tell you?

Why don't you tell us?

I thought she was
investigating me.

Not sure I follow.

The Weston Steward case.

He was killed
right in this room.

She always thought
I was involved.

We weren't still
working that case.

Well, maybe you weren't.

She interrogated me at the precinct.
Did she tell you that?

We went by her house
today.

There were signs of
a struggle in her bedroom.

Where were you last night?

You got to be kiddin' me.
Where were you?

At the hospital.
Not feeling well?

I was helping deliver my son.
You just met him.

Would you like
the doctor's name?

If you had anything to do with
Agent Chavez' disappearance,

it's just a matter of time.

Congratulations on your baby.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

Hey, Hank, Pogue.
This is bad.

Where are the bodies?
Restroom.

It's bloody.

Marshals are all over this. They're
pissed, and I don't blame 'em.

You got any idea
who they were transporting?

'Cause he must be a badass.

Watch your step.

Holy mother.

Is everything okay?

Yeah.

Why was the FBI here?

It just had to do
with an old case.

Okay.
I don't like this, Nick.

If something happens
to you...

I have Kelly,
but I have no job,

I have nowhere to live,
no place to raise him.

I mean, what if he's like me?
What if he's like you?

What if he's some weird
combination of both of us

like some kind of
HexenGrimm or Grimmabiest.

I can't do this alone!
It's gonna be okay.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I really don't expect
anything from you.

I just don't want anything
to happen to you.

(CELL PHONE RINGING)

I got to take this.
Okay. I know.

Hank. HANK: Marshals never
got out of Portland.

Well, where's Wemlinger?
We don't know.

They stopped to get gas,
happened in the bathroom.

I knew I should've
gone after them.

There's something else.

Same marks
you showed us last night.

What?
Just texted you a photo.

(CELL PHONE CHIMES)

Yeah,
those are the same marks.

So, Wemlinger is tied to
whoever killed Chavez?

I don't know, but if it is,
it could be tied to

whatever Chavez was
trying to warn me about.

Could also be tied to
Trubel's disappearance.

We know he was embezzling.

If we find the money, we might
be able to find Wemlinger.

Chances are,
he's still in Portland.

It's not gonna be easy to move
with everybody looking for him.

Forensic accountants are going
through the books at C&E right now.

Pogue will be stuck here
for a while.

I'll meet you there.

It looks like most
of the money has been wired

from the corrupted accounts

to offshore banks in the Bahamas,
the Caymans, and Puerto Rico.

First transaction took place
March of two years ago.

Can you get names and
socials on the accounts?

We have to go through the Feds on that.
I wouldn't hold my breath.

We know the origin
of the transfers?

(SNAPS FINGERS) Wemlinger's
computer, made between

2:30 and 3:30 a.m.
every other Tuesday.

Now, this may or may not
mean something,

but every time
there was a data transfer,

a phone call was made from
here to a Portland number.

The number's
listed right there.

So, the phone number
belongs to the company.

Got a billing address?

Yep. It's a P.O. Box.

So, we don't know
who he's making the calls to.

Well, you might not,

but I was able to triangulate
the Tuesday night calls,

and each time a call was made,

the phone that received those
calls was at this location.

It's an apartment
building on Northwest 19th.

We know anyone there?
Yep.

Betty Frame, the victim's assistant.
Apartment 502.

That's why Wemlinger called
her after he killed Childs.

They could be working
together.

Wemlinger might be there.

Let's find out.

I hear something.

(FAINT WHIRRING)

Electric motors,
a lot of them.

Portland police!

BETTY: What was that?

(SCREAMS)

(SNARLS)

Move, and I'll kill her!

I'll rip her throat out!
(BETTY WHIMPERS)

(SCREAMING)
(SNARLING)

(CRYING)
(SNARLING)

Watch the hall.

(WHIMPERS)

Help me! Help me! He made me do it.
He made me do it.

He made me help him!

I'll take the stairs!

BETTY: (CRYING)
He's some kind of animal.

Stay here.
(CRYING)

He jumped out the window.

(CREAKING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Follow him.

(GASPS)

Behind you!

(SNARLING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

(SIREN WAILING)

(WEMLINGER SNARLING)

Stop! Stop!

(GUNSHOTS)

I had no choice.

Stay here. Call it in.

(DOOR OPENS)

NICK: What are you doing?

She's deleting the files.

NICK: Get away
from the computer. Now!

Not even a Grimm can
stop what's coming.

Occultatum Libera!

(SHATTERING)

(BODY THUDS)

MONROE: "Occultatum Libera?"

Uh-huh. Yeah, that was
the last thing she said.

Uh, loosely translated, it
would mean something like,

free what's hidden
or free the hidden.

What does that mean?

I guess it depends on who's
hidden or what's hidden.

It's got to be whatever group
uses this as its symbol.

Yeah, we're still
working on that.

There have been a lot of funky Wesen
symbols over the years, so...

Horns, hooves,
eyeballs, tails,

representing everything from
death to fertility to war.

Here we got
the Reaper's Scythe,

the Hundjaeger's
Verrat tattoo.

Let's not forget my personal
favorite, the Wolfsangel,

which still
gives me nightmares.

Unfortunately, nothing so
far that looks like that.

(EXHALES)

What the hell does it mean?

DETECTIVE POGUE:
it doesn't make sense.

Sure.

Wemlinger and Betty
were in it together.

Working from the inside,
stealing lots of money,

skimming percentages.

Yeah, yeah, I get all that.

But, she didn't kill anybody.

So, why did she jump
out the window?

Wemlinger was dead.

(CHUCKLING) She had
nothing left to live for.

Wait a minute.

Are you saying that Wemlinger and
Betty, they were sleeping together?

Isn't it obvious?

(MAN GRUNTING)

(THUDDING)
(MAN GRUNTING)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

How'd it go?
(CHUCKLES)

Better. (PANTS)