Grimm (2011–2017): Season 1, Episode 10 - Organ Grinder - full transcript

Come on!

Come on, Steven, do not give up.

Come on, Steven, you've got to run.

- I can't.
- You have to!

Leave me.

Just go.

Unh!

Aah!

Steven!

- Sure you don't want a latte?
- Yeah, black's good.

All right.

If you say so.

You look sort of uncomfortable.

This isn't something you actually
want to talk about, is it?

My aunt, before she died,

told me I should
break up with Juliette.

Shouldn't we
be talking about this

over a couple of beers at midnight?

- I want to tell her.
- Tell her what?

What I can... you know,

how I can see Blutbads and
Siegbarsts and Hexenbiests...

Okay, okay, okay.
I see where you're

going with this.
Now I definitely

could use that beer.

Look, it's gotten
too dangerous for Juliette.

She has no idea
what I'm dealing with.

And that other night, when
I got attacked in my house...

She could've been killed.

Have you not considered
how you're gonna do this?

Well, I was hoping
you could give me some advice.

I mean, haven't you
ever had to explain

who you are to anyone?

You mean, like, a normal person?

No. There's no good outcome to that.

Either they believe you
and think they're crazy,

or, far more likely,
they don't believe you

and they think you're crazy.

Either way, it puts
a strain on a relationship.

Well, I have to tell her something.

You know, I can't
jeopardize her like this.

Maybe that's why your aunt
told you what you have to do.

Look, isn't there
a way that you could...

- You know, Blutbad for her?
- Okay, just hold it.

Given the right
circumstances, you know,

like a in the heat
of the moment kind of thing,

we can be seen if we want to be seen.

Which, by the way,

accounts for a great many
of your legends.

We would've gotten away
with a lot more bad behavior

if it wasn't for guys
like you Grimms, who can see us

when we don't want to be seen.

Okay, so I could bring her
over here, and you could,

- you know, just a little bit?
- No, no, no, no, no, no.

The vast majority of humans
just can't process

that kind of information.

They can believe in
all kinds of stuff, you know?

Gods, for example.

Angels and demons and dinosaurs
and the big bang theory

and e=mc2, man,
but that's only because

it's not right in front of them.

They're not looking
directly into the boiling core

of the raw universe.

So, you know, confronted
with that kind of reality,

a lot of brains just turn to mush.

So what am I supposed to do?

Like I'm one to give advice?
Come on.

Even a normal relationship
baffles me.

Yeah?

Hey.

White male, late teens.

Looks like something
pecked out his eyes.

Any I.D.?

Nothing on him except for this.

- It was in his pocket.
- Puka shell necklace.

I haven't seen one of those
since I was in Waikiki

on my first honeymoon.

This kid looks like he went
about 50 rounds with Mike Tyson.

Yeah, the fall from the rocks
didn't do him any favors.

And the bruising looks postmortem.

Yeah, he probably
died before he fell.

White fluid in his nostrils
and around the edge

of his mouth would suggest drowning.

Looks pretty pale, even for death.

Yeah, could be the cold water.

Yeah, or this.

Well, anybody believe in vampires?

Ha-ha.

{pub}I can't tell you exactly
what his hemoglobin

or hematocrit count
was before he died,

but by my estimate,
this kid was cruising

on about a fourth of a tank of blood.

So how many pints down is that?

Almost seven-plus.

Well, could he have been
a hemophiliac?

I tested for that.
Nope.

And no drugs in his system either.

What about the wounds on his neck?

Well...

Well, could be vampires,

or someone who wants to be a vampire,

or somebody who wants
to get a lot of blood fast.

These are about the size
of an I.V. Needle.

My hope?
It's an I.V.

Okay, so how does a kid
get stuck in the neck

with an I.V. Needle,
and end up in a river

going over a waterfall?

I saw a lot of this sort
of stuff in the late '80s,

when the satanic cults
were all the rage.

But not lately.

Maybe they're making a comeback.

- So what killed him?
- Oh, he drowned.

But my guess is he drowned
because he was incredibly weak

from loss of blood.

So was it an accident or a homicide?

Nobody puts I.V. Needles
in their neck by accident.

We got a hit on the prints...

His name was Steven Bamford... 18.

And he had a record already.

Shoplifting, drug possession, B&E.

Last known address,
Portland P.O. Box.

Zip is downtown.
Check this out.

We found the body here
at the base of the falls.

The river above
covers Miles of territory

with limited land access.

There's no way to tell
where he went into that river.

Okay, we start at the P.O. Box,

see if anybody knows him there.

Print a few pictures to take with us.

He rented the box
for about six months.

How often did he pick up his mail?

Every couple of weeks,
but I haven't seen him

- in at least a month.
- He ever come in with anybody?

Never paid attention.

A lot of these street kids
rent boxes from us,

but as long as they pay their bills,

I don't ask any questions.

- Thanks.
- Sure.

Hey, Nick.
Wait a minute.

Hey, that necklace you're wearing.

- Puka shell, right?
- Yeah, why?

You ever seen this kid around here?

You cops?

Don't worry, he hasn't
done anything wrong.

If you've seen him, it's important.

I've seen him around,
but I don't know him.

Where'd you get the necklace?

I traded for it.

With who?

Look, he's dead.

We're just trying to figure out
what happened to him.

She sells them
across from the square.

Name's Gracie.

Nice necklaces.
How much?

I'm not selling them.
They're donation-only.

You can give me whatever you want

and take whatever you want.

Okay, so you know we're police.

Look, we're not looking
for a business license

- or anything here.
- We just need a little help.

Is your name Gracie?

All right, this is Steven Bamford.

You recognize him?

I'm sorry to tell you this,
but we found Steven's body.

Steven's dead?

Oh, my God, I can't believe this.

- Are you sure?
- We're sure. Sorry.

- What are you doing?
- Slow down.

We're just asking some questions.

- Why?
- Who are you?

Look, she didn't
do anything, all right?

That's not the question I asked.

He's my brother.

Steven's dead.
They just told me.

What?

- How did he die?
- He drowned.

Have any idea how he got into
the river above triple falls?

No.

Last thing we knew, he got a job.

What kind of job?

He was doing, like, ranch work.

They were picking him up
or something.

- When was that?
- Four... five weeks ago.

Do you know where they picked
him up or who picked him up?

No.

When was the last time you saw him?

After we took him to the clinic.

- The free clinic on 15th?
- Yeah.

Was he involved
in any groups or gangs?

No, not him.

Being around more than three people

made him uncomfortable.

Well, thank you.

You know what?

My girlfriend's gonna love this.

Softie.

Hi.

Who gets to talk to the police?

That would be our office
manager, Tom Daniels.

Let me see if he's available.

Tom?

Two police officers
here to talk to you.

Uh-huh. Okay.

He's thrilled.

Through the door.
I'll buzz you in.

Mmm, sorry.

Gotta eat when you can around here.

I'm the office manager, Tom Daniels.

- Hey.
- Whoa. Sorry, again.

- Okay.
- What's up?

I'm Detective Griffin.
This is Detective Burkhardt.

We'd like to ask you
a couple of questions

about a patient you treated here.

- Absolutely.
- His name was Steven Bamford.

Mmm. He looks familiar.

If he's on the streets,
I'm sure he was treated here

at some point.
I can check the records.

Yeah.

Looks like we treated him about
five weeks ago, on the 17th,

for a spider bite.

- What'd he do?
- He got killed.

Oh, that's, uh, not good.

I'm sorry.
Uh, can I ask what happened?

We're still in the middle
of the investigation.

Who treated him when he came in?

Uh, that would be Dr. Levine.

She's the head of the clinic.

Well, we'd like to talk to her.

Well, she's seeing
a patient right now.

This won't take long.
We need to establish

his medical condition when came in
for his treatment.

No, sure, I understand.
I'll print out the file for her.

Just come back
tomorrow for the results.

In the meantime, I am going to
give you some Prednisone,

but you need to take it
every day, okay?

Feel better.

Sorry to bother you, Dr. Levine.

These detectives have some questions

about a patient you treated.

I'm gonna go finish my lunch.

How can I help?

We found Steven Bamford's body.

Oh, what a shame.
Please don't tell me he O.D.Ed.

No, he drowned, actually.

Anything you can tell us about him?

Medical conditions he might have had?

Well, I don't get
to spend much quality time

with my patients.

Looks like I treated him
for a spider bite.

It says here I did a cursory exam.

He seemed to be pretty healthy

for someone who was
living on the streets.

Gave him some antibiotics

and told him to check back.
He never did.

Did he say anything
about being offered a job?

Not to me.
I'm really sorry.

I wish I could tell you more.

Dr. Levine.

- I have a lot of patients.
- Thank you for your time.

Who offers a street kid a job,

picks him up, and takes him away?

Sounds like migrant labor.

- Cash under the table.
- Gonna be hard to track.

Burkhardt.

Motor vehicle accident?
Why do you need us?

That looks like a human heart to me.

That one looks like a liver.

And a lot of blood.

This is not a medical vehicle.

Then what's it doing transporting

human organs and blood?

Easy, easy.

Okay, trauma team, he's yours.

We're not gonna get much out of him,

but we need his phone.

{pub}His name was Andrew Probasco,

born in 1932.

And get this... died in 2005.

- So he died again today?
- Apparently.

- Fake license?
- Looks like.

Ironically, he was an organ donor.

Oh.
What about, uh, plates?

Stolen. Registered
to a smart car in Tillamook.

Well, I have got
expired lottery tickets,

a get-one-free-pizza at Gianni's...

If only he ate six more...

And a credit card
in the name of Hallie Calder.

He didn't look like a Hallie to me.

- What about fingerprints?
- Ah, funny you should ask.

Got a match on his prints
to half a dozen crimes

all over the state, but no I.D.

He was an unknown.
Never been caught.

So we got nothing.

Are we depressed?

We're you able to get any info
off the driver's cell phone?

Yes... and no.

Can you just give us the yes?

No.

Obviously a burner,
but we were still able

to pull the S.E.N.
off the SIM card.

Of course the service provider
will need a warrant

before they release the records,
and that would be up to you.

- That's all you got?
- That's all I got.

We've got a bunch of blood
being illegally transported

and a dead kid missing seven pints.

Maybe we should check
to see if there's a connection

between the two.

When we get the DNA results back

from the samples
taken at the accident,

let's see if we can
get a match to Steven.

It's worth a shot.

Hmm.

You know,
I've been at this job a while,

but it seems like this town
is just getting weirder.

Hmm.

"Geiers have an innate ability
to move through trees,"

staying above their victims,

"who walk beneath them, unaware."

Huh.

"Geiers are the most vile of all.

"They harvest human organs while
the victims are still alive,

"seeming to take pleasure
in the savage pain they cause.

"Carnage on the front lines
has provided them

"with a seemingly
endless supply of viscera

for their terrible trade."

Hey, what are you doing for dinner?

Now, there was a heart, kidney,
liver, gallbladders,

and a lot of blood being
transported when he got hit.

Driver had a fake I.D.,
we can't identify him.

The only thing I know
is he was a Geier.

I saw him right before he died.

What's my favorite color?

What?

You know, you never ask me
about anything else.

Like sports or music or who
the hottest bond babe was.

You know, like normal conversation?

I'm just saying, it would be nice to
switch it up once in a while, you know?

Well, what's your favorite color?

- You don't mean that.
- No, really, I want to know.

Red.

Oh, I feel so much closer to you now.

Fine.

Yeah, if there were organs involved,

then most likely it was a Geier deal.

What do you mean "deal"?

Geiers are like herbalists, you know?

Eastern-medicine types.
You know how some humans

use exotic animal parts,
like bear gallbladders

and rhino horns for, like, you know,

medicinal remedies
and aphrodisiacs and stuff...

Which is ridiculous, because
it has no effect whatsoever.

Here's the thing.

Human parts
for creature... enhancement?

That actually works great.

- You're serious?
- Oh, yeah.

Our exotic animals are you.

Wait, you're telling me that
Geiers deal in human organs?

Well... okay.

This might be a little awkward,
but for example,

you probably didn't know
that your testicles...

I mean,
not your testicles specifically,

but that part
of the human male anatomy...

Has a kind of a Viagra-like
effect on certain species.

Not that I ever had need to...

I mean, everything works great.

Oh, no.

That wasn't awkward at all.

Okay, so where would someone like you

get something like that?

Um...

There's a place
that I've... I've heard of.

Not that I've ever, you know,
been there... or anything.

May I help you?

Uh, yeah.

I'm here for the, um...
Catch of the day.

You got some I.D.?

Haven't had a Blutbad
in here in a long time.

Haven't seen a Fuchsbau
in a Waschbar's age myself.

What are you looking for?

Um...

Maybe a little Gallenblase.

It's fresh isn't it?

Gallenblase doesn't stay on the
shelf long enough to get old.

Three ounce or the six ounce?

Huh?
Oh, it's really for a friend,

so, I don't know, um, six ounce?

I'll be right out.

- You want it gift wrapped?
- No, thanks.

If you're partial to mixing,
I find the gallbladder flavor

goes very well with a white tea.

Just the powder, thanks.

- That'll be $300.
- Are you kidding me?

You must not have
bought some in a while.

Price has been
going through the roof.

Thanks.

You're not gonna say that
when you hear the price.

$300.

- Are you kidding me?
- That's exactly what I said.

How do you know you just
didn't pay $300 for oregano?

I don't know.

Put in some white tea and find out.

I think I'll go with the crime lab.

Chicken.
By the way, he's a Fuchsbau,

so count your fingers
after you shake hands.

- Right.
- 300 bucks?

I'll owe you.

We've got a connection.

This confirms that the DNA
from some of the blood

in the SUV matches the kid.

Well, that would explain
the holes in his neck.

- Somebody was taking his blood.
- And selling it.

But none of the organs in the
SUV match Steven or one another.

So we've got a lot of blood
and a lot of human body parts

from different people.

Somebody's been
harvesting human organs,

and not from a hospital.

Check out this histology.

No lesions, fat, cirrhosis,
or pathology of any kind.

Young and healthy.
Perfect specimens.

A red market.

They pulled Steven off the street.

Maybe that's where
they're getting their victims.

Homeless kids and runaways.
Nobody'd miss them.

Then we need to run a check,

see if there are
any missing street kids.

But there may not be
any missing reports filed.

Let's expand our search
to out of state.

Yeah, Burkhardt.

I got the report back
on the contents of that bottle

you wanted identified.

I gotta tell you,
it's a little bizarro.

Pure human gallbladder,
dried and ground.

Nothing more, nothing less.

Anything else you need to know?

No, that's it.
Thank you.

You know what?
I'm gonna go check the warrant

on that driver's phone.

- How are ya?
- I am here for the...

Catch of the day.

Fuchsbau, right?

Oh, my God.

Let's talk about the Gallenblase.

Don't kill me.

Who do you get your Gallenblase from?

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

Yeah, you do.

Human gallbladder.

?

Don't hurt me,
I didn't do anything!

- You're selling human organs.
- I'm just the shop owner.

I don't kill them myself.

That supposed to make you innocent?

You are gonna tell me
everything you know.

The Geiers will kill me.

Maybe you shouldn't be
in business with them then!

You can take your chances
with them or with me.

But right now I'm here
and they're not.

I don't know their names
or where they are.

One of them makes
a delivery once a week.

How do you get in contact with him?

I text him when I need something.

Write down the number.

Same guy makes the delivery
every week?

He's the only one I ever saw.

This the guy?

Yes.

When do you see him next?

I was supposed to get
a new shipment yesterday,

- but he never showed.
- Well, that's 'cause he's dead.

Oh, God.
You killed him.

Show me the rest of your supply.

You no longer sell human organs.

{pub}This is Detective Burkhardt.

I want you to run a number for me.

- Go ahead.
- I'll text it over to you.

And call me when you get something.

Okay, will do.

Wow, it looks like stuff
I used to wear in college.

Where'd you get this?

Actually, I got it from a street kid

I was interviewing on a case.

Ohh, that means there's more to this

than just some cheap gift.

That actually cost me $20.

You softie.

You know, actually,
I was thinking, maybe

for dinner tonight, we could, uh...

Uh-huh.
Where are we taking this kid?

It's actually two kids.
A brother and a sister.

Living on the streets?
That's so sad.

How old are they?

Still in their teens.

Well, do you even know
where to find them?

I think I do.

Okay, well, let's get going.
I'm hungry.

You sure you're okay with this?

Well, I can't exactly
let you go alone.

There's no telling
what you might buy.

Gracie. Hanson.

- Uh, this is Juliette.
- Hi.

I really love the necklace.
You made it, right?

- What do you want?
- Hanson.

He's not here by accident.

I just want to figure out what
happened to your friend Steven.

And Juliette and I are going
to go grab a bite to eat

if you want to come along.

- We can take of ourselves.
- Speak for yourself.

I'm going.

Yeah, I'm going.

- Do you need any help?
- No, I got it.

Where are you guys from?

Idaho.

Ah, I've been to Idaho.
Whereabouts?

- Near Pocatello.
- Why do you want to know?

Sorry, Hanson
doesn't really trust police.

It's cool, he actually
had to win me over too.

- Ah?
- Mmm.

Thanks for the food.

I know you're probably wondering
why we're living on the streets.

It's pretty simple.
Our parents sucked.

Gracie, you don't
have to tell them anything.

No, you don't.

Look, I just want to know
if you know anybody else

like Steven who disappeared.

People come and go all the time.

Yeah, but did anybody
get jobs and never come back?

Yeah, Kevin.

He left about four weeks ago
with Steven.

All right, did he say
anything before he left?

Anything about the job,
where he was going?

Just that it was gonna pay,
like, ten bucks an hour.

Either of you offered jobs?

No.

Did Kevin or Steven
mention how they found out

about this job?

Yeah, Kevin said
some guy in a white van

just came up to him on the street.

What street?

I don't know.

You ever seen this white van?

Mm-mmm.

Well, what was, uh,
Kevin's last name?

Standish.

You liked Kevin, didn't you?

Yeah, I did.

You must miss him.

When he left with Steven,
did he ask you to go with him?

- Yes.
- You never told me that.

I wasn't gonna leave you.
You were sick.

Did Kevin say
anything at all when he left?

Yeah, he said he was gonna
call and leave me a message

at the shelter, but he never did.

All right, look, if either
of you ever see this white van,

- you think you can call me?
- Yeah.

We, uh, gotta go, so...
Thanks for the food.

Bye.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

You know, you're pretty good at this.

- You should've been a cop.
- No, it's just girl instinct.

I know what it's like
to have a guy disappear

and not call you.

I feel sorry for those kids.

Yeah, so do I.

And I owe you a better date night.

No, you don't.
That was fine.

Anyway, we still
have time for dessert.

What?

I love you.
Burkhardt.

I've got an address on that
phone number you sent.

- Yeah, what do you got?
- 21343 Murtaugh Road.

- 21343 Murtaugh Road?
- Yeah.

All right, got it.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you
what Kevin said to me.

It's okay.

I wouldn't have left you.

I-I... I know.
I know.

You think he's okay?

Yeah.
Yeah, he's okay.

Aaaah...

{pub}101.

I'd tell you to stay in bed, but...

I'm gonna give you some antibiotics,

and if your throat gets worse,
you need to take them.

- You can do that, right?
- Yes.

You still selling
those shell necklaces?

Yeah, you want another one?

Um, maybe next time.

- Where's your brother?
- Outside, waiting for me.

And when was the last time you ate?

- Last night.
- What about this morning?

I ate a lot last night.

A Detective took me out for dinner,

and I had a steak and some fries.

A Detective took you to dinner?

Me and my brother.

He's trying to find out what
happened to Steven and Kevin.

I know you probably
don't remember them, but...

Anyway, Steven's dead now,
so he's trying to find out,

uh, if we know anyone else
who got jobs.

Well, do you?

I don't know,
I just said that they got jobs

from somebody in a white van,
and I'm supposed to call

if I see it.

Well, I just want you
to stay out of the rain.

I don't want you to get pneumonia.

And take these twice a day
with food, if you can find some.

Thanks, doctor.

Kevin Standish was reported missing

from Cody, Wyoming, may last year.

Apparently, he left Portland
the same night Steven did

in a white van.

So Steven turns up dead
and Kevin is still missing?

That's what it looks like.

If someone's operating on these kids,

- where are they doing it?
- We don't know,

but we have information
from the driver's phone.

Well, believe it or not,
there's only one number

ever dialed from it...
And dialed a lot.

We triangulated it down
to a radius of 1,000 feet.

Northwest of town,
pretty remote area.

Closest address hit
was 21343 Murtaugh road.

If someone's dealing
in stolen body parts,

there's gonna be a lot
of families who want answers.

I'm going with you guys on this one.

I don't like the looks of this place.

Portland P.D.

We have a warrant, open up.

We've got some kind of
greenhouse out here.

Ugh!

What the hell?

These are human organs.

Hearts, gallbladders, kidneys.

This is unbelievable.

Why would you dry them out

instead of selling them
for transplant?

Some cultures use animal organs

to make medicines and aphrodisiacs.

Bear gallbladder, rhino horn.

So, what?
If animal liver is good,

a human one must be better?

Well, whichever way you look
at it, it's still cannibalism.

Uh, I think
it's pronounced "capitalism."

Folger Clinic,
how may I direct your call?

- Who is it?
- It's the clinic.

You're going to the shelter tonight.

- Not without you.
- You're the one who's sick,

- not me.
- I'm not going there alone.

Hey! You're the girl
that sells the necklaces.

Yeah.

Uh, well,
I'd sure like to buy a couple.

- Is it too late?
- No, they're in my pack.

I just gotta get 'em out.

- You're Hanson, right?
- Yeah.

I thought I recognized you
from the clinic.

What are you doing...
Unh!

Hurry up.
Get 'em inside.

Let's go. Go!

{pub}- Where are we?
- Let go of me!

- Where are we going?
- Get 'em inside.

- Hanson!
- What are you doing?

- Hurry up!
- Gracie!

People will find us.

You're not gonna get away with this.

- Move it!
- You can't do this.

Move it!
Move it.

Let go.

We have a warrant
to search the premises.

There's nobody here.
Everybody's gone home.

Open it up or we'll break it down.

They're not operating
on anybody here,

there's gotta be another place.

Let me talk to her.

Look at me, very closely.

- I know what you are.
- I don't know what you're...

- You're a Geier.
- Oh, my God.

- Where are the kids?
- I-I-I...

I'm not asking you as a cop,

so don't expect me
to behave like one.

Got it.

We got 'em.

- Where are they?
- Getting prepped.

I didn't think you'd wanna wait.

I don't.
We'll do them next.

Let's start with the girl first.

We finish up tonight's work,
and that's it.

I can have the trucks here
by the morning.

And what about
the records at the clinic?

Everything that matters
has been destroyed.

We're good to go.

Gracie... please... no...

I'll take care of this.

No... please...

So much for the surprise!

Police!

I got this, get her.

Unh!

Gracie.

Gracie, can you hear me?

Hey.
Everything's okay.

It's all gonna be okay now.

- Where's Hanson?
- Hanson's fine.

I saw Kevin.
He's here.

And we have Kevin.

How did you find us?

This town is definitely
getting weirder.

- Hello.
- Did you get your present?

Where should I send
the "thank you" note?

You made your point.
Now we are making ours.

The world is becoming
more complicated.

Only for the simple-minded.

You are going to have to
control this Grimm

or get rid of him.

What I do and how I do it
are none of your concern.

I speak for the Ferrat,

and they have a different opinion.

Things are getting out of balance.

A Grimm on his own

is like a samurai without a master.

Well, this one has a badge
and a conscience.

That is your problem.

Next time...

You might want to deliver
your message in person.

Next time... we will.