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Previously on Grimm.

Julia! You're awake.

Who are you?

You remember Nick.

Yeah, I'm trying.

Why is it being sent?

For the key.

Juliet called
and she asked me to come over.

She said she was having
a remembering problem.

I didn't know she'd been
in the hospital.

She started asking questions
about you.

Now I was under the assumption
that she knew about...

You know, you.

So I kind of may have
said something

about you being a... a Grimm.

- What did she say?
- She asked what a Grimm was.

So right away,
I knew she didn't know.

But I knew
I had to say something,

so I said it was kind of
an expression

for a good cop who helps people

which, in your case,
is what you really do.

I really feel bad about this,

I feel responsible for...

Whatever I should be
responsible for.

Bud... Don't worry.

It's okay, man.

I was hoping
you'd feel that way.

Ah.

Oh, by the way,
beers are on me.

If she calls again,
maybe try to be...

unavailable.

I think unavailable would be
the best thing for me to be.

For you and her.

Something wrong?

Hey, bud, I gotta go.
I appreciate everything.

Sure, sure!

I mean,
what are friends for, huh?

Going home, Norm.
Have a good weekend.

You too, Paula. See you Sunday.

You bet.

Paula?

Paula, are you in here?

Hello?

Okay, whatever it is...
I'm not interested.

Oh, my God.

Help!

Somebody help me!

Help me! Somebody help me!

No!

Ahh!

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Juliette?

Juliette?

- Hello?
- Hey.

Uh, it's me. Nick.

Just got home,
was wondering where you were.

I'm having drinks
with Briana and Ricki.

You remember them?

Of course. Say hi.

I will.

- Everything okay?
- Yeah.

Just getting home.

Sorry, um, should I have
left a note or something?

Is that what I usually do?

Don't worry about it.

Have fun.
I'll see you when I see you.

- Bye.
- Bye.

Nick says hi.

You didn't tell him
you were having drinks with us?

I didn't even think about it.

You really can't remember him.

I can't.

It's just so hard to believe.

I mean, he asked you
to marry him.

- He did?
- Yeah.

But you turned him down.

Why?

I don't know.

Last thing you wanna do
is put any pressure on her.

That'll just push her away.
Not that I'm an expert.

Well, I guess I am an expert.

But we were so close.

All the little things
you share with somebody...

if they don't remember
any of that,

what do you have left?

Just a lot of photos
you don't know what to do with.

Hey.

There's a Reverend
Lance B. Calvin here,

wants to report a theft
from his church.

They take enough
for grand theft?

According to him some pretty
big bucks were involved.

All right, bring him in.

Reverend Calvin,

meet Detectives Burkhardt
and Griffin.

They're all yours.

I'm sorry to come here
and report what I believe

to be a very serious crime.

Just tell us what happened.

Well, I'm not sure exactly.

The bank called this morning...
cedar hills savings and loan.

They said that
they were concerned

because they had some checks
that they needed to process,

but there was no money
in the account.

There should've been
over $357,000 in this account.

Any idea where the money went?

The bank said that it was
transferred out Friday night,

wired to that numbered account
in Curaçao.

I suggested that someone
must've hacked into the account.

But they said that
whoever made the transfer

made it from a computer
that was recognized

by the bank's online system.

Do you know
whose computer this was?

A laptop owned
by Norman Brewster,

a member of our church.

Norman is an accountant.

He generously
does our books for free.

I drove by his house
right after

I got off the phone
with the bank,

but he wasn't there.

I called his place
of employment

and they said he hadn't shown up
this morning.

I thought it best
to report it immediately.

We're gonna need
Brewster's home address,

phone numbers,
and place of employment.

Of course.
It's all right here...

As are my numbers
and address at the church.

Anything else you can tell us
about Brewster?

- Is he married?
- No.

And no girlfriend
that I know of.

- Any obvious money problems?
- Not that he shared with me.

Look, we'll call you
as soon as we find out anything.

Thank you.

I pray to God
that I'm wrong about Norman,

and that this is all a mistake.

I'll talk to the bank,
make sure it wasn't a mistake.

I'll look into Brewster.

My guess is...

He's already getting a tan
in Curaçao.

What the hell?

Sounds like there's something
in there that doesn't belong.

Do we have any recourse
to recover the money?

Can we find out
who the account holder is?

How long would that take?

Okay, thanks.

Basically,
if that money's in Curaçao,

it's going to stay in Curaçao.

It's going to take at least
60 to 90 days

to make any kind of
legal inquiry.

And by then, it could've been
transferred somewhere else.

So basically, you got nothing.

Yeah. What do you got?

Nothing in the records.
Brewster is clean.

If this wanted to abscond...

He picked the right way
to do it.

Burkhardt.

Hey, we found Brewster's car
at the train station.

It was unlocked.

We popped the trunk,
nothing inside

except a pay stub
from McFadden's mulch.

Do you want me to get security
tape from the train station?

- Yeah, and process the car.
- Yep. On it.

They found Brewster's car
at the train station.

No sign of his laptop.

I wonder if he transferred
any money from his day job.

If you're gonna go big,
you might as well take it all.

And when was the last time
you talked to him?

Friday night.

I left a little bit after 9:00

and he was still here
wrapping things up.

I tried to call him this morning
when he didn't show up.

When was the last time
you checked your bank account?

I was at the bank this morning.

I have a payroll
to get out today.

You notice any discrepancies...

Withdrawals, unusual transfers?

No, no, no. Nothing like that.

How long has Brewster
worked for you?

Uh, about seven years.
And we have never had a problem.

I just can't imagine he would be
involved in something like this.

Did he ever travel to Curaçao

or talk to you about it?

No, he was pretty much
a stay-at-home kinda guy.

Lived a quiet life
as far as I know.

He was very involved
in our church.

He did the books for free.

Sorry to bother you,
but we got a real problem.

You know the wood hog
that shut down this morning?

- Yeah.
- We just found out why.

If it wasn't for the metal hip,
it would've gone right through.

We would never have known.

Oh, no. Oh, no.

Norman had his hip replaced
four years ago.

Brewster's medical records indicate
he had a right hip replaced.

Looks like somebody wanted him
to take the blame

for stealing the church money.

Somebody who had access
to Brewster's laptop.

Or killed him to get access.

You looking
into Reverend Calvin?

Calvin knew how much money
was in the account.

Except he reported the crime.

He reported the theft,
not the murder.

Could be he didn't know
about the murder.

- Well, he knew about the money.
- But he's here.

He's not in Curaçao.

Maybe because he doesn't know
we found the body.

Check this out.

Five years ago, Frank Arnestos,

an accountant who served
as treasurer

of Grace Harvest church
in little rock

disappeared with church funds.

What's the connection?

Reverend Lance Calvin
was the minister

of Grace Harvest church.

Coincidence?

Doubtful. What else you got?

Two months after the money
goes missing,

the church goes bankrupt.

Arnestos, the accountant,
gets blamed.

And Reverend Calvin packs up,
moves to Portland,

takes over another
struggling church.

The money from the little rock
church was transferred

to an account in Barbados.
It was never recovered.

Scapegoat parishioner
embezzles church funds

and disappears.

Any evidence that Calvin's
sitting on a pile of money?

Not that we can find yet.

Guy drives a fiesta,
lives in the rectory.

And reported the crime.

Maybe to take suspicion
off himself.

One thing he didn't expect,
that the body would be found.

It'd be interesting to see
how Calvin reacts to this news.

Rattle his cage.

Might force him to make a move
he's not ready to make.

Oh, I'm sorry. Can I help you?

Detectives Griffin
and Burkhardt.

We're looking
for Reverend Calvin.

I'm Megan Marston,
his assistant.

You must be here
because of Norman.

It's so terrible.

Just awful what he's putting
everybody through.

We need to speak
to the Reverend.

Yes, of course.

He's in the sanctuary
telling our board the bad news.

I'll take you to him.

I'm just as shocked
by this betrayal as you all are.

But this is not the time
for vitriol and vindictiveness.

We must look into our hearts
and pray for Norman's soul

so that he may find
the righteous path back to us.

But how could one of our own
do this to us?

Especially Norman.

Didn't anyone see this coming?

- I didn't see this either.
- None of us did.

- You see something?
- Yeah.

- What?
- Brothers and sisters...

I'm not sure.

This is a dark day for us.
I know that.

But are we just gonna sit here
and feel sorry for ourselves?

No!

Then with faith as our armor,
we will march forward.

For every dollar squandered,
we will raise two.

I don't care if it takes
1,000 bake sales,

pancake breakfasts, car washes,

we must not just sustain
this blessed parish,

we must make it better.

Bigger! Stronger!

Reverend,

the police are here
to talk to you.

I have to interrupt
our meeting.

These Detectives
are the ones handling our case.

Come forward, gentlemen.

We're hoping that you have
some good news for us.

Well, we are making progress
on the case.

Did you get our money back?

No.

But this is no longer
a missing person's case.

- You've caught Norman?
- Where was he?

In a wood grinder.

This is now a homicide.

We can speak privately in here.

It's interesting finding
a Blutbad leading a flock of...

Seelenguter... Detective.

It's not something you see
every day.

Nor is a Grimm.

I must confess
you're a first for me.

When I realized,

well, I was sure the apocalypse
had arrived.

And you, Detective,
you seem to know

what we're talking about.
I'm in the loop.

Then you, more than all of us,

understand
the meaning of faith.

So how is it
they're okay with you?

Do you believe
that we're condemned

to follow in the paths
of our forefathers?

They say "sins of the father."

They also speak of forgiveness,

redemption, rebirth.

I am not proud of my past sins,

but I am not hiding
from them either.

Past sins?

You mean the fact that this
happened before in Arkansas?

An unfortunate coincidence.

And my parishioners
are well aware

of my personal journey of
enlightenment and reformation.

With all due respect,
Reverend...

Your position strikes me
as a little counter-intuitive.

The same can be said
of you, Detective.

And yet here we are,
Grimm and Blutbad and Kehrseite,

engaged in civil discourse.

I have learned to accept
all of God's creatures.

If you cut off my head,
I forgive you.

But perhaps you've transcended
your violent history...

Just as I have.

Where were you between
the hours

of 5:00 and 10:00 P.M.
on Friday?

Oh, now enlightenment comes.

I'm a suspect.

Well, good.
Let the truth be told.

I was right here
preparing a sermon.

Can anyone vouch for that?

Megan!

The Detectives would like to
know where I was Friday night.

You were here
working on Sunday's service

just like every Friday night.

If it helps,
I was here as well,

doing the activities calendar.
Took me forever.

What time did you leave?

Mm, it was after midnight.
I know that.

I was beat.

Anything else?

That's all we needed. Thanks.

If I can be of any help at all,

this could be the beginning
of a beatific relationship.

- What do you think?
- Talks a good game.

You believe the whole
redemption thing?

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

So what'd you guys
wanna talk about?

What's the matter,
I got something in my teeth?

He doing it?

No.

Okay. Well, don't we have lots
to talk about.

Entre.

Seelenguter.

Or if there's more than one,
Seelenguter.

- Oh, there was more than one.
- A whole church full.

That would make sense.

They like to stay close
to one another, you know?

Some people are born leaders
and then there's Seelenguter.

They're not really
the violent type,

it's just... I don't know.

Any group with a herd mentality
kinda wigs me out, you know?

You're doing it again, Hank.
With the...

oh. Sorry.

Is there a chance
that a Blutbad

would be leading a church
full of Seelenguter?

Are you serious?

A Blutbad?

Ha, that's like a recipe
for lunch!

Unless of course
he's reformed, like me.

Well, that's what he claims.

But I was thinking
maybe it takes one to know one.

What, are we talking like
an undercover kinda gig?

Yeah, but off the record since
we can't explain any of this.

Ah. Yeah, I suppose I could go
mano a mano with him.

What's he done?

Well, we think he framed
the church accountant

for clearing out
the church's coffers

and took the money for himself.

Then dumped
the accountant's body

into a wood grinder
to cover his tracks.

Ooh. Really?

Um...

By the way, what's a...
Kehrseite?

It's like a, um,
Normal person, you know?

Not like you or me. Like Hank.

Although Hank now knows.

So technically,
he's a Kehrseite-Schlich-Kennen.

Different...

in Spain, there is a monument

commemorating
Christopher Columbus.

At the base of it, the Spanish
national motto was inscribed.

Ne plus ultra.

"No more beyond."

A lion's paw is reaching out

and destroying the word "no,"

leaving behind the words...
"More beyond."

Columbus proved
there really is more beyond,

just as we know
the same is true

for our departed brother
Norman.

There is more beyond.

I have no doubt
that he is already on his way

Calm down!

Calm down, folks!

No harm will come to you.

Not under this roof.

You have entered
and peace-loving space, my son.

What exactly
are you looking for?

Salvation.

Oh, yeah, sure he is.

Now, now.
We are accepting of all.

What is your name, son?

Um, Monroe.

And I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to cause a ruckus.

It's just, uh...

I didn't really have
anywhere else to turn.

Guys like me were kinda shunned
in most religious organizations.

I thought this place might be
a little different.

I mean, you know what it's like,
the urges.

I've done things
I'm ashamed of.

Are you in trouble
with the law?

I'm in trouble
with a lot of laws.

You've tasted the blood
of the Menschenjagd.

You haven't?

There was a time when I delved

into the darkness
of the flesh-hunt.

But I sought forgiveness.

And I cast off
the bloody chains of our past.

I sense in you
the great struggle.

You stand upon the edge
of a terrible abyss.

But it was your courage
that brought you to this house.

You sought the light
and it has found you.

Yeah.

And just in time too,
'cause, um...

I don't have any place to go.

You're here.
That's all that matters.

We have a small room
with a bed.

It's not much,
but it's your if you want it.

Really? I mean,
if it's not too much trouble.

You're no trouble.
You're a blessing.

Follow me.

- Yeah?
- Pouvez-vous parler maintenant?

Yes.

I found the identity
of the Nuckelavee.

I have sent it.
I hope it is not too late.

Digital.

Well...

Looks like we got a bogus
social security number

- for Reverend Calvin.
- Really?

The life of Reverend
Lance B. Calvin

only goes back seven years.

Doesn't seem to exist
before that.

Gonna have to get his prints.

- Monroe.
- I'm in.

I can't talk very loud,
but he's got me in a room,

and I'm... I think
I'm gonna stay the night.

- Are you learning anything?
- I don't know, man.

I mean, Calvin seems like
the real deal.

I mean, I'm more of a Robert Bly
beat the drum kind of guy

than the fire
and brimstone type.

But... He's pretty damn
convincing.

Calvin is a con man.

And a good con man
can con anyone.

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 it's a little bit
like the wolf getting

into a sheep's clothing...

If you know what I mean.

You think Megan knows
what's going on?

Your guess is as good as mine.

But it's pretty clear that
whatever this guy is selling

she and the rest of
the congregation are buying it

in retail.

Okay, maybe it's time
you got out of there.

I'll check in with you
tomorrow.

Okay, look, if anything
starts going badly...

don't worry,
I won't overstay my welcome.

***

Groundbreaking
for the new church.

It's Reverend Calvin
with a shovel.

Yeah, but anybody else
look familiar?

Megan.

- Calvin's previous church.
- Yeah.

Calvin's assistant
Megan Marston

was at both churches
when the money went missing.

But she had a different
last name in little rock.

She's listed
as Mrs. Frank Arnestos.

The same name as the first
missing accountant?

Appears to be.

Arnestos' body was never found.

No, and the money he
supposedly took from the church

has never been recovered.

Maybe Megan killed
her first husband,

ran off with Calvin.
It's possible.

Could be the same thing's
happening here,

only this time
we found the body.

You know, she could be
the innocent victim here.

She may not know
what's going on.

Might've thought her husband
took the money,

ran out on her.

If she's more
than Calvin's assistant,

she should have a pretty good
idea of what he's been doing.

Bring her in. See what you get.

Have I done something wrong?

We were just hoping you could
clear up a couple of things.

Could I get you anything?

Coffee, water?

You've been working
with Reverend Calvin

for a number of years.

Three years. Yes.

How did you get to be
his assistant?

When I first joined
the congregation,

Reverend Calvin asked if anyone
had secretarial experience.

And I did,
so I volunteered part-time.

As the church grew,
it became full-time.

Do you, uh, recognize
anyone in this photograph?

Well, yes, of course.

That's the little rock church
we belonged to.

I wasn't his assistant then.

Your name was Arnestos.

Frank was my husband.

You wanna tell us about it?

Well, I guess you know
that he left me...

And stole the church's money.

But I blame myself.

I was having an affair
with Lance, the Reverend,

and Frank found out about it.

And I just think he was trying
to get even with both of us.

Did you find Frank?
Did he call you?

No, we haven't found Frank.

Do you know where he is?

Me?

Why would he call me after
running away with $400,000?

Did you find the money?

Oh, that was terrible.

It's just like now...

The entire church
was devastated.

Do you think I had something
to do with that?

Please! Please don't hurt me!

Megan, he's going to hurt you.
He's not that kind of...

Grimm.

He's a cop.

Just like me.

We just wanna know
who killed Brewster.

Do you think
that I could or would

kill one of my own?

Where have you been?

Police brought me in
for questioning.

What did they wanna know?

They wanted to know
about you and us.

Don't worry.
I didn't say a thing.

But I want us to leave Portland

before it's too late.

We can't leave now.

Please, Lance.

This was always about us
being together,

getting enough money to run away
where no one can find us,

just be together.

We will.

But we can't leave now.

We must see this through
a little longer.

I don't think I can.

Listen to me.

I've saved a lot of souls
in this world.

But there's one that has been
brought to us

that we cannot forget,

for it is he who will save us.

I asked him where he was
last Friday night.

He said he sought shelter
under a bridge.

I asked him
if he saw anyone there.

He said no.

I don't understand.

Sometime tomorrow,

this man will come
into my office,

and he will threaten me.

And I will be forced
to kill him...

In self-defense.

And when the police
find Norman's laptop

with his belongings,

there will be no more questions

about who killed Mr. Brewster.

I understand why you felt like
you had no choice

but to kill Frank.

And then Norman.

But we can make
another choice now.

We can leave

during tomorrow's fundraiser,

you will take Norman's laptop

and put it
with Monroe's belongings.

And then we can leave?

Spend the rest of our lives

basking in the sun
and the sand...

And our love.

Who are you?

Who the hell... Are you?

You must've gotten in late
last night.

- Yeah, tough case.
- Yeah?

- Want some?
- No, thank you.

I gotta get going.

So...

So this is kinda weird
the way that we're doing this.

I mean, should I have told you

I was going out with my friends
the other night?

No. No, you have your life.

Hey, I know that you're
trying to not push me,

and you're trying
to just give me

whatever time
it takes to remember,

but...

It's not easy.

No, it's not.

I want you to know
that I'm trying.

Everybody that I talk to says

how amazing
that we were together,

and then every time
I hear that,

I kinda get angry at myself

because I know
this is all my fault.

It's not your fault.

Would you be happier
if I moved out?

No.

Would you be happy
if I moved out?

Honestly I don't know.
I don't...

Nick, I know what I'm supposed
to be feeling,

but I don't know
if I quite feel it yet, and...

But no, I don't really
think either of us

should be going anywhere
right now.

No... I don't either.

Um, I'm probably gonna be home
for dinner tonight

in case you're around.

Boy, I gotta hand it
to you folks.

You sure are making me hungry.

Wha... referring
to the baked goods.

I'd like to thank you,
Mr. Monroe, for helping out.

You're a real addition
to our flock.

It's not mine.

What do I care?
Name it whatever you want.

Harmony?

What's wrong?

- I don't know what to do.
- Shh, it's okay, sweetheart.

- No, it's not.
- What happened?

Um...

He knows. Patrick knows.

He knows what?

I asked him what he wanted
to name the baby,

and he said...

"I don't care.
Um, it's not mine, so...

Name it whatever you want."

- It's not his baby?
- No.

It's okay. You can tell me.

It's, um...

It's Reverend Calvin's.

Sir...
This just came in from Interpol.

Preliminary I.D.
matches a body we found

floating in the river
this morning.

Identified in Spanish
police records

as someone named Hargrund.

You know the cause of death?

Looked like someone beat him
with a hammer.

That's too bad.

Don't do that!

Let's face it.

We could have fundraisers
every day of the week

and twice on Sundays
for the next 100 years.

We'd never earn enough
to replace what we've lost.

We need to trust
Reverend Calvin.

He helped us raise the money
in the first place.

Without his guidance,

we never would have
raised anything.

We've been deceived.

What are you talking about?

We all trusted him...
Reverend Calvin...

because he made us feel good.

But we were fools.

What are you saying?

He's the one
who killed Norman...

And stole the church's money.

What did you expect
from a Blutbad?

They're all sinners at heart.

How many for her? 11?

Yeah, got it.
And when was the last one?

April 10th.

Can you email me both records?

All right.
I appreciate it, thanks.

Please make my day.

That was customs.

They ran the good
Reverend Calvin

and came up with 15 trips
to Curaçao...

four in the last year alone,

not to mention several
to Barbados before that.

Then I had 'em run Megan
just for laughs.

Am I laughing?

11 trips
in the last seven years.

Barbados and Curaçao.

I am not laughing.

You have no idea
what a blessing it is

that you arrived at our church
when you did.

A blessing for me too.
That's for sure.

You're appearance here
has made me realize

that the thing
I've always wanted

is finally within my grasp.

What's that?

Freedom.

Well... Glad I could help.

As a small measure
of my gratitude,

I have a gift for you.

Um, a knife?

Letter opener.

Of course.

A genuine pewter zinn gesch.
Not some eBay knock-off.

That's been in my family
for generations.

Reverend, this is really
very generous,

but I don't really get
that many letters,

you know,
given my circumstances.

So...

I mean, it's really
very beautiful,

but I can't. You already have.

I just needed
your fingerprints.

What the hell's going on here?

This brute came in here
to attack me with a knife.

What okay, okay.

First of all, it's
a letter opener, not a knife,

and he just gave it to me
as a present.

Lies. Lies!

Megan was right.
It's Norman's laptop.

He killed Norman!

Impossible.

I told harmony
to name the baby Calvin...

If it's a boy...

Or a girl.

I am so sick
of you mindless, glassy-eyed,

kowtowing stooges!

Can't one of you
ever think for yourselves?

The meek shall not inherit
the earth!

It's time you all learned
that lesson.

Oh, you will pay for that.

Help! Help!

Help me! Ah!

Help! Ah!

- His partner's getting away!
- What?

Partner? No. No, not partner.

I... I'm actually...
I'm working with the cops.

No, seriously.
I'm-I'm undercover.

Get him!

Don't let him get away!

This is not a good idea.

Oh, man.

Ohh, okay, look! Look!

I know you're recent
experiences with Blutbaden

haven't been exactly...
whatever... uplifting, okay?

But I was not... - liar!

You're a Blutbad!
You're all sinners at hear

now wait a minute!

Just... Let me finish, okay?

Seriously,
I am not one to judge.

But what about the idea of,
you know,

he who casts the first stone.

Get him!

Police!

Move back!

You okay?

Freakin' herd mentality, man.

Where's Calvin?

Ask them.

25 parishioners...
all telling the same story.

When they confronted
Reverend Calvin

about killing Brewster,
he attacked them.

One man attacked 25 people.

He attacked one,
they all came to his aid.

- All of them?
- 25 God-fearing people,

all admitting responsibility.

How do you want us
to handle it?

Turn it over to the D.A.

What about the woman... Megan?

Well, she's the one who
told them about the Reverend.

- She one of the 25?
- No.

After Calvin went down,
nobody saw what happened to her.

We know where she is?

We have a pretty good idea.

Who said the meek
don't inherit the earth?

I remember a Reverend Calvin
saying that once.

I wonder what Reverend Calvin
is saying now.

Nothing.

Oh, I just felt the baby kick.

I think she's gonna
like it here.

Your Margarita, Ms. Megan.

Gracias, Miguel.

And the virgin pina colada.

For my amiga.

- Gracias.
- Here's to us, Harmony.

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