Original subtitles

Previously on Grimm

Let me remind you, brother...

any more interference by you will not be tolerated.

The person who wakes her has to be pure of heart.

- Tell me about this prince. - Well, he's handsome, charming,

and a bastard, and I mean that literally.

- Did Nick kill my mother? - Why don't you come back here

so we can talk all this out? Juliette's awake, you know.

Sometimes, on a night like tonight,

we used to, um, dance.

What's wrong?

Me.

Who was the first democratically elected German chancellor?

Pierce.

- Philipp Scheidemann. - Correct.

The commonwealth of Australia was formed on what day?

- Brandon. - January 1, 1901.

Right. Claiming 698,000 lives, this battle be...

Maybe wait till I finish the questions, Pierce.

- It's the battle of Verdun. - Yes, sir.

From 221 to 206 B.C., this Chinese dynasty...

- Pierce. - The Qin dynasty.

Correct. With its motto "unity in diversity"...

- Stan. - South Africa.

No.

- Pierce. - Papua New Guinea.

- Papua New Guinea. - Correct.

The official currency of Bulgaria is?

- Pierce. - The Bulgarian leu.

No.

- Jenny. - The Bulgarian lev.

That is correct.

Thanks.

But I need a little bit of help.

- Can you...? - Of course.

It's a little stuck.

You're wearing the perfume I gave you last Christmas.

I am? It's nice.

Hey, thanks for coming to this thing with me. I hope it's not too dull.

Of course.

This is what couples do, right?

They do to each other's boring work functions.

Anyway, it sounds like this award is a big honor.

It is, which means

the captain will be giving a very big, long speech.

We better get going.

I cannot believe I blew that question on Bulgaria.

Why? You Bulgarian?

Don't be so hard on yourself.

You're all doing great.

- Except for Kevin. - Really?

All right, I'm starving. Anybody want to hit Zell's?

- Yeah, I'm in. - Mom, can I?

I don't know, honey. It's late.

You've still got math homework tonight.

Come on, please?

We won't keep him out that late, Dr. Higgins.

Okay, but home by 10:00.

- Thanks. - You too, Stan.

- Okay. - Good job.

Good group of kids, best I've ever coached,

definitely the most competitive.

I think any one of them could go all the way.

Stan's worked his butt off for this.

Pierce has worked his butt off too.

The Qin dynasty? Really?

I didn't even know that, and I'm 1/16 Chinese.

- Really? - Yeah.

That's hot.

Look, it's easy for Pierce. He cheats.

- Wha... no! - Franken-dude,

you have a nobel-prize-winning mom.

I mean, you were born with answers, like, pre-loaded into your cranium.

It's not the nobel prize. It's the Novitski, okay?

It's from the genetics society.

Pierce, are you gonna eat those fries,

or are you just gonna sit there and stare at them

until they become so uncomfortable that they leave the room?

No, don't do it, man. Stick with brain food.

The trans fats will wreak frickin' havoc with your synaptic abilities.

Yeah, I mean, if I lose this thing, my mom's gonna

- kill herself, so... - Oh, come on!

- Look, it's just one teeny, little - Just one!

- French fry. - Resist the temp!

- Eat it! Yes!

- It's good, right? - I'm telling you, Pierce, you got to look out,

because when we get to the finals, I'm gonna mess you up.

- Oh, really? - Oh, please, Stan.

I am.

- Seriously, though, it's gonna be me or Brandon. - Yes!

- What? - No, no! Guys, guys!

If anyone is gonna mess me up in the finals,

it's gonna be me, plain and simple.

What? You know what I mean.

- All right, really. - Good luck to everybody.

- And may the best man... - Or woman.

Whatever.

- Win. - Yes.

I'll race you, loser.

Oh, dude, no! False start.

- Anybody want a ride? - Nah, I'm gonna hoof it.

Work off the carbs while I eat the rest of these.

- All right. - See you morons tomorrow.

- See you. - Later, man.

- See you. - What about you?

I'm gonna clear my head.

- Okay. - Yeah.

Yeah, I'll see you tomorrow, though.

Yeah. Have a good one.

No! No! No!

Please don't! No, no!

Please!

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Grimm S02E08 "The Other Side"

VO by www.addic7ed.com Resync by hooky81

I'm honored by this award

and for the recognition that it bestows.

The landmark organization has been a beacon of hope

and opportunity for so many in our community.

But for me, the highest honor

is serving with the men and women of the Portland Police Bureau,

whose bravery and commitment and dedication to law and order

is a constant source of inspiration.

So, to them, I say thank you.

And with them, I share in this award.

Thank you all.

Thank you so much, gentlemen. Pleasure.

Hey.

Let me buy you a well-deserved drink, captain.

- I thought they were free. - Yeah, that's why I'm buying.

He bought us one too.

- I liked your speech, captain. - Thanks, Nick.

To be honest, I don't really like these things.

It always feels like I'm getting the credit for other people's work.

Well, you are.

Well, he is.

I'm sorry. What precinct do you work at again, sergeant?

I think I should buy you another drink, sir.

Burkhardt.

So Nick tells me you're feeling better.

Yeah. I am. Thank you.

A murder and a home invasion has everybody on the West Side tied up,

so they need us to handle a 55 Adam in mill park.

- I thought this was our night off. - The "off" part is over.

- I'm so sorry. - No, it's okay. I understand.

You take the car. I'll go with Hank.

Ooh, no, bad idea. I walked.

Well, I'll just take a cab.

No, I could always take you home, if you don't mind waiting.

If that's not too much trouble.

I just made a speech about bravery and commitment.

It's the least I can do.

- Here you go, sir. - Good Night.

I guess I don't really want this.

Why not?

Got a bad one here, fellas.

Young kid.

Some workers heard screaming, called it in.

Couple of unis took a look around,

and they found him back here.

- What do we got? - I have no idea.

They went for his throat, I'm guessing a hunting knife...

Maybe a saw.

- Secure it big. - Already on it.

Still got his wallet.

We got money, credit card, driver's license, all here.

Brandon Kingston... just turned 18.

He must've walked up this way,

got attacked right here, dragged over here,

- and finished off. - Killer had to be bloody.

He wouldn't want to walk back out on the street where he could be seen.

Probably went out that way.

Hello?

Who's this?

Where's Brandon?

Hello? Where's Brandon?

Thank you for driving me home.

Of course.

Good night.

Good night.

Nick?

Nick?

Hey, man!

Jeez!

- What kind of idiot are you? - Sorry.

I'm sorry.

How much you had to drink, buddy?

- You know you could kill someone. - Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Why don't you give me your keys?

- No, it's just... - Give me your keys, man.

Come on, seriously.

When was the last night you saw Brandon?

We were all at Zell's last night.

Brandon, you three... anybody else?

Kevin. He was just too upset to come over.

What time did you go to Zell's?

Right after we finished practice, about 8:30.

And you're all on the same team?

Not exactly.

Not exactly what?

Well, whoever wins the finals here

gets to represent the school in Salem.

After that, it's the nationals.

How'd you get to the cafe from school?

Jenny drove us.

And how long did you stay?

About an hour and a half.

I would have given them all a ride home,

but they wanted to walk.

Did Brandon have any trouble at school?

Was anybody giving him a hard time?

- No. - Not that I know of.

He was a cool guy. Everyone liked him.

Why did you call Brandon last night?

I couldn't sleep. I just wanted to talk.

Was he your boyfriend?

No.

He was just a really good friend.

Do you have any idea who might have done this?

We're just beginning the investigation, ma'am.

- Any of them Wesen? - Not that they let on.

Would they know you could tell who they are?

I don't think so, but...

I don't know what I don't know.

- You the cops? - And you are?

Don Anker, decathlon coach at mill park high school.

I just came from Brandon's house.

His parents are a mess.

I hope you're working your asses off on this one,

'cause let me tell you something,

Brandon was one of the finest young men I have ever known,

and if I find the son of a bitch that did this before you do,

you're not gonna have anything left to find.

Sir, you do realize you're speaking to the police.

I don't give a damn who I'm talking to, you understand?

I have known that kid since he was in the first grade!

Sir, we understand this is a very emotional situation

- for everybody, but you need to... - I'm sorry.

I just...

this is very difficult.

You were at the decathlon last night?

Of course. I was running it.

We finished up around 8:30. I went home. I was exhausted.

That's where I was when I got the phone call.

- Do you live alone? - Yeah. I'm divorced.

Right now these kids are my life.

Look, Detectives, I'd like to go inside and talk to them.

We just need to know where we can contact you.

Just find whoever did this.

So was he a...?

I'm starting to recognize your looks.

- Lowen. - Which means?

Aggressive, competitive, and prone to violence.

Don Elliot Anker, 38, been teaching for 11 years,

last three at mill park high.

Got his master's at "u" of "o."

Won an American pioneer of teaching award, 2007.

One speeding violation six months ago

and a restraining order issued three years ago by his ex...

no reported violation.

Maybe we should get a search warrant for his apartment.

- He's a teacher. - Who's aggressive,

competitive, and prone to violence.

Yeah, well, there is that.

Anker's a teacher in the public school system,

and one of his students has been brutally murdered.

We need to be careful.

If we're wrong about him, we could destroy his career.

He has no alibi for last night.

We have no hard evidence to move on.

If we move too soon, we could tip him off.

What about Brandon's family or friends?

So far it doesn't look like the kid had any enemies,

but they are competing against each other, and that's a lot of pressure.

Apparently, this decathlon is big.

You win it, and the Ivy leagues come looking for you.

Maybe one of them wanted to thin the competition.

So what are you suggesting... one of the other students?

You have any evidence to support this?

Right now it's the only motive we have.

Otherwise it's just a random act.

Just stay on top of it.

This one's gonna get a lot of attention.

He seem a little off to you?

- Yeah. - Wonder what's buggin' him.

Probably us for not having enough evidence.

Detectives Burkhardt and Griffin,

I'd like to introduce you to our newest intern, Ryan Smulson.

He's been working down in records

for the last three months... now it's our turn.

II really appreciate this opportunity.

- Wait till you get to know us. - Yeah, well, I...

Uh, well, I-I've kind of been following your careers

ever since you guys rescued that little girl last year.

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

Okay, that's enough brownnosing,

there's a lot more people to meet... save some for them.

Really nice to meet you, Detectives. I really appreciate this opportunity...

- Oh. - Oh!

New intern's here, everybody! Look out!

Lomharach, bitte.

The 40-year-old is quite remarkable,

but I wouldn't have thought you a lomharach man.

No?

What kind of man do you think me to be?

Royal Lochnagar.

Are you intuitive, clairvoyant,

or have we met before,

and by some shockingly tragic circumstance,

I have forgotten our acquaintance?

I don't think you would have forgotten anything about me.

Well, I suddenly seem to be remembering things

we haven't done yet.

Is that possible?

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 that means torture, murder, or worse.

What could be worse than torture and murder?

Betrayal.

Right you are.

What do you know about betrayal?

Well, for one thing, I know your brother, Sean.

Ah.

Then I would say you are well versed in betrayal.

The circumstances of our discord were quite grim.

That sounds almost as tragic as Wagner.

You really have no idea.

Would you like a shoulder to cry on?

Two.

Then let's start with an arm.

Gyokuro differs from the standard sencha

in being grown under shade.

The leaves are kept shielded from the sun

for at least two weeks before harvest,

which allows the caffeine... you know, the buzz...

and the theanine... the amino acids... to increase,

which gives rise to a really sweet, woodsy, flavor

with just a hint of a kind of spicy charm, which I enjoy.

- The other big difference... - Look, look...

Look, my wife sent me here for green tea.

If this is the same green tea she got the last time,

we're good.

- Okay. - Thanks.

Thanks.

Can I help you?

Yeah, um...

I need something for obsessive behavior.

Okay. Now, just to be clear, you have obsessive behavior,

or you want obsessive behavior?

- 'Cause we can deal with both. - No, it needs to go away.

Right. I have to ask you a couple of questions

to find out exactly what we're dealing with here.

Are these feelings for a person or an animal?

I'm sorry. I have to be thorough.

A person.

Right, and how long have you had these feelings?

Ever since I kissed her.

Oh, wow.

Just one kiss, huh? Well, I get it.

I've been there.

I'm actually kind of there now, as a matter of fact,

but, yeah, we're not here to talk about me.

Now, are you sure you want to get rid of these feelings?

Yeah. Yes.

- Do I know you? - No, you don't.

Look, can you help me or... or what?

Um, yeah, I think I can. It's just...

you got to bear in mind, affairs of the heart...

or the lips in your case... are very chemically complex.

This sounds like it could be the result

of a kind of potion-y,

dark arts-related, maleficium type of situation.

Is that possible?

It's possible.

That's gonna require some research on my part,

but I could probably have something for you tomorrow.

- If you just want to leave your name and... - You know, why don't you just get it? And...

I'll come back.

Hey, how's it going?

Not so good. You?

Same. God, my head is killing me.

I keep trying to figure out this equation,

but it's, like, coming up jumbled numbers.

You're doing homework? Now?

Yeah.

My mom wanted me to study before piano lessons.

She says it's gonna get my mind off things,

but I-I don't know.

I still can't believe it.

I should've made him get in my car.

Hey, come on, it's not your fault.

Well, it feels like it is.

Do you want me to come over?

No. I want to get out of here.

It's just too sad.

Where you gonna go?

Um, probably the bleachers.

Do you want to meet me?

Yeah. Yeah, I'll be there in a bit.

Okay, thanks.

Bye.

Psst!

Hello?

Pierce?

Is that you?

Okay, whoever's in there, this is majorly unfunny.

This way, guys.

Groundskeeper found her about an hour ago.

We're still waiting on an I.D.

Her name's Jenny Lee. She's a student here.

We interviewed her this morning.

She's friends with the kid who was killed last night.

Oh, man, this just really got ugly.

Looks like whoever got Brandon got her too.

There's something in her hand.

"To Pierce, my champion. Love, mom."

Pierce. That's one of the other kids.

- Pierce Higgins, yeah. - That kid could do this?

- If he's a Lowen, he could. - All right, how do we find out?

We push him.

Pierce, right?

Uh, yeah. Yes.

Have you been here since we saw you this morning?

- Uh, yes. - Anyone here with you?

Just my mom. Is something wrong?

Hey, what time is it, Pierce?

Well, um, I'm not wearing my watch.

You know where it is?

It's probably upstairs in my room.

No, I don't think so.

- What? - This it?

- Yeah, how... how'd you get it? - How'd you lose it?

Excuse me. What's going on?

Your son lost his watch,

and we just thought we'd bring it by.

Have you been with Pierce all day?

- Yes. Why? What is this about? - Jenny Lee was murdered.

What?

My God, no.

When was the last time you saw her?

Why are you questioning him like this?

When was the last time you saw Jenny?

I don't know. I-I don't know. I...

You're upsetting him. He's been through enough.

You leave my son alone. Don't you dare hurt him.

I'm not here to hurt you or Pierce.

I swear, we're just trying to help.

Dr. Higgins, we're just trying to figure out

if Pierce had any contact with Jenny before her death.

How, through intimidation?

Jenny had your son's watch.

Well, then somebody gave it to her.

He couldn't hurt anybody.

Are you going to arrest him for something he couldn't do?

No, we're not gonna arrest anyone right now.

Then we're done talking to you.

Come on. Go.

- What the hell just happened? - Well, he's not a Lowen, and neither is she.

What are they?

I don't know.

How's your headache?

It's bad.

It's getting better.

I made you some hot chocolate.

I love you.

Try and get some rest, okay?

Okay.

What are you doing in here?

II just spilled the hot chocolate.

- I was gonna put it in the wash. - Just leave it. I'll take care of it.

You should go back upstairs. Come on.

Hello?

Dr. Higgins, it's me.

I'm going to pull the school out of the competition.

What? You can't do that.

Under the circumstances, I don't see how we can continue.

You can't do this. He's worked his heart out.

I'm sorry you don't agree with me, but my decision is final.

Can I talk to Pierce?

Uh, good-bye.

Who was that?

Coach Anker is going to withdraw the school from the academic decathlon.

No, he can't do that. You can't let him.

Pierce, calm down. No, Pierce.

Genio innocuo.

Apparently, they're pretty rare.

This entry's from 1833, the Galapagos Islands.

- Sounds like Darwin. - Apparently, one of my ancestors

was on the voyage with him.

Man, this is wild.

"After sailing around the islands for two days,

we finally disembarked and found a gentle race in residence."

"The most amazing thing about this shy, reclusive group...

they were not afraid, having never seen a Grimm."

"I found them to be intelligent, compassionate

and thoroughly nonviolent,

which made the dispatching of them quite easy."

Really?

So your people killed innocent genio-whatever-they're-called?

- Different times. - Yeah, I'll say.

If Pierce is incapable of killing,

how'd his watch get there?

Well, maybe somebody planted it there.

Maybe he gave it to Jenny before.

Maybe he had someone working with him.

- Who happens to be a Lowen. - Coach Anker.

- But we can't arrest him for being a Lowen. - We got two dead kids.

Seems like someone's helping to eliminate Pierce's competition.

Pierce is the one to beat.

Doesn't mean he's going to win.

Yeah. I don't know.

This doesn't make a lot of sense,

but let's go give coach Anker a visit,

see what kind of alibi he's got this time.

Mr. Anker, Portland P.D. Open up.

We've got a problem.

Hello.

Mr. Anker?

- All clear. - Dead clear up here.

- This just happened. - Yeah, but he was the Lowen.

What the hell did this?

I don't know. Better check the back.

Yeah.

How'd you know my brother?

He was a friend of my mother's.

How well did she know him?

She got to know him better than she should have.

As did you?

I was young, and he was charming.

That's a volatile combination.

Do you know how he ended up in Portland?

Never really shared much of his past.

He was always more interested in his future.

Yes, I'm sure he has an interesting wish list.

So do I.

Don't we all?

Would you like to know how my half brother ended up

in the farther reaches of the Louisiana purchase?

I always wondered how a royal ended up in Portland.

Half royal, technically.

Well, not so long ago,

when I was a young boy awaiting the throne,

it was discovered that one of my father's mistresses

was a Hexenbiest.

The family, needless to say, were a little put out,

so, in order to avoid a nasty, ugly confrontation,

Sean's mother, for it was she,

yanked him out of his private Swiss school

and absconded with him to America

in one of my father's private jets.

You can understand how my own mother

wasn't keen on having a Hexenbiest in the family,

not that I share such prejudices.

Well, what do you say we put all our clothes on the floor,

so to speak?

You didn't come all the way to vienna just to listen to the zither.

I happen to like the zither.

But, no.

I came because I thought it was high time we met.

- We have a lot in common. - Do we?

Not the money, the property, or the bloodline.

No, just your brother and the Grimm.

- So you've met this Grimm? - Yes.

How well do you know him?

Yeah, Burkhardt.

Yeah, um, it's Pierce Higgins.

Pierce, what's up?

II think I know who killed them.

- Where are you? - Um, I'm home.

I need to talk to you. I'm really scared.

And I think that you're the only one that's gonna understand.

- Pierce... - Hey, Pierce...

- hang up the phone, now! - Hello? Hello?

Pierce?

Pierce knows who the killer is.

Let's go.

Pierce, wait. Wait, please.

You don't understand what's happening.

Look it, come here. I know you're scared. So am I.

That's why we need to talk.

I'm so sorry.

I should have told you sooner.

I should have helped you to understand.

I-I didn't... I didn't know how.

I don't want to talk to you.

- No, you don't understand. - No, mom, I do.

I understand everything.

Pierce, no... Pierce, wait!

- No. - You did it!

- Pierce, don't! - You killed them!

These are mine.

They're mine.

I didn't want anyone to hurt you.

What's happening to me?

I always knew you would be smart, but that's not enough anymore.

- What's happening to me? - Believe me. Believe me.

If I had known that the changes would happen like this,

I never would have done it.

I was trying to make you better than me,

to give you traits I never had.

I'm so sorry. It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

Please, you've got to believe me.

Pierce?

Pierce, don't!

No! No! No! No!

I'll take the back.

Nick!

You said he's harmless!

What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- Dude, that's a Lowen! - Nick, a Lowen?

It's Pierce.

No, that wasn't Pierce.

Don't hurt him. Please don't hurt him.

I need an ambulance.

He doesn't know. He doesn't know.

So it was Pierce?

No, it wasn't, not really. It was the Lowen.

- S-s-so he's a Lowen? - Part of him is, yes.

How?

I made him that way...

Before he was even born.

So you... you made him a Lowen?

I altered his genetic material... I added to it.

So he's both a Genio Innocuo and Lowen?

Yes. He never knew, though. He still doesn't know.

When the Lowen presents,

he doesn't even know it's happening.

Pierce never would have hurt his friends,

but the Lowen must've seen them as a threat.

Nick, he's gone.

Oh, God.

Stay with her.

An ambulance is on its way.

We got a suspect on foot...

Pierce Higgins, 18-year-old Caucasian in willamette heights.

Consider him dangerous.

Oh, my God.

Nick, mobile unit checked in, they have a 20 on Pierce.

He's at the water tower near Montgomery park.

Meet you there.

Pierce!

Please don't come any closer!

Pierce, you don't have to do this.

- No, you don't understand. - Yes, I do.

It's my fault! I did it!

I killed them! I killed my friends!

No, you didn't!

You didn't even know it was happening.

No, I did.

I think I did.

I had bad dreams, and I...

Stay back!

He needs me. I'm the only one looking out for him.

How is killing Pierce's friends "looking out for him"?

Because he needs to be the best.

She's always telling him, "you're better than the others.

You can beat them."

I made sure that he did.

Pierce, just listen to me.

There's no answer for this.

I keep thinking and thinking and trying to come up with an answer,

but there isn't one.

I don't want to hurt anybody anymore...

Ever again.

Nick!

Hold him! Hold him, Nick! Come on, hold him!

D.A. is gonna charge Pierce Higgins with three counts of homicide.

You able to establish a motive?

Well, his mother, Dr. Higgins, claimed to have attempted

to modify his genetics in utero.

My guess is that has something to do with the psychosis.

Psychiatrists are gonna have a field day with this one.

Too bad his life started going down the wrong road, before he was even born.

That's the story with most of the people we put away.

That poor kid... he's gonna have a tough time in prison.

You're in my spot, bitch.

Now you're in my spot.

- I'm sorry. I didn't know anyone had a spot. - Did I say you could look at me?

- Please don't. - Don't start crying yet.

I'm not crying.

It's time we show you who's king of this jungle.

Yeah...

I guess it is.

What the hell?

- Oh, dude. - Hey.

- It's not going so well, huh? - What do you got for me?

Well, I spoke to the head honcho herself

about your situation, and there's good news and bad...

Mostly not so good.

There is a treatment that can help lessen the physical...

it's sort of a damper, like a flame retardant,

sort of a reverse Viagra, if you will.

That's the good news?

Pretty much, I'm afraid.

The emotional component is much more complicated,

and without knowing more about you and the person you're in love with,

it's nearly impossible to diagnose.

It requires a dual treatment.

So, unless you're willing to bring in the woman

or man or whatever for consultation...

That's impossible.

So what you're telling me...

Is it's hopeless.

Well, love so often is.

Are you sure there's really no way to track down

the object of your affliction?

It's a shame, because a condition such as yours

left untreated could be downright dangerous.

- How? - The symptoms

are only gonna get worse... you won't be able to control it.

I'm just telling you, man,

apparently, this could get real gnarly,

and not just for you, but for anyone

standing between you and the person you're hung up on.

So going with the flow

is really not a healthy game plan.