Grimm (2011–2017): Season 1, Episode 21 - Big Feet - full transcript

It's 9:18.

Maybe 42 degrees.

And we're on the trail
of a genuine hominid.

There have been reported sightings

all over Bluff Creek Valley,

so we decided to come
and check it out for ourselves.

Oh, look, look.

Okay, see this?

These broken branches?

Common sign of Bigfoot...

Or Sasquatch as
the native peoples would say...

Marking his territory.

Okay.

Dave, are you there, buddy?

Right here.

I think we're close.

Are you ready to try the call?

I don't know, man.
What if I screw it up?

- Dave, you can do this.

You've listened to Bigfoot calls
from all over the world.

Just let it loose.

All right.
Okay, here it goes.

Who's that?

Come here.

You gotta see this.

Fresh kill.

Can't really tell what it is.

But we're definitely
onto something this time.

There.

- Go, go! Go, run!

Go! Go!

Get out of there!

Ahh, damn it.

Doc Silverton?
This is Thom Carson.

I've got a horse
that's been attacked.

Hey, doc.

Thank you
for getting here so quickly.

Well, of course.
What happened?

Heard something bothering the horses

and I came outside.

I was thinking I was gonna see a cat.

What I saw was something much bigger.

It just tore trapper up really good.

Definitely bit marks.
Really deep, too.

Wide jaw, teeth spread apart.

We need to clean these wounds up,

and I'll give him a shot
of antibiotics.

I'll take some blood as well.
Test the hematocrit.

You were right.
Whatever it was, it was big.

Yeah, I seen
where it went through the fence.

Please show me.

Wow. Jeez.

Snapped the rails right in half.

What's that?
That's weird.

Look at that.

This isn't horse hair.

Thom, look at that.

Do you run outside barefoot?

My feet are big,
but they're not that big.

Sure it was an animal you saw?

Oh, no, I took a shot.

But I didn't think I hit anything.

Tracks lead off that way.
We better check it out.

Okay.

- I don't see 'em anymore.
- It went in this direction.

There's a shoe right there.

What?

- Oh!

It's a damn foot.

Oh, my God.
Oh, my God.

Oh, my God.

What in the hell did this?

Hey, honey.
Am I late?

Are you still with the horse?

What?

No. Stay there.
Don't touch anything.

I'm on my way.

- Hey, you okay?
- Yeah, I'm fine.

Good.
Hey, Thom.

Nick.

These wounds look like
they were made by an animal.

- Maybe a wolf?
- I don't know.

If these footprints are what
Thom and Juliette followed

from the horse attack,

I'm thinking
whatever did this was human.

The answer's obvious.

These murders were committed
by a barefoot man

carrying a wolf.

What kind of man could do all this?

I think the forest service
takes this one.

Let's get some dogs out here,
see if they can track it.

Yes, sir.

Hey, guys?

Maybe they got something

that will tell us
what we're looking for.

Let's hope so.

I saw him.

- He's here!
- Who?

Bigfoot.

It was Bigfoot.
He killed them.

He's still out there.

He's still out there.

Don't let him get me.

Don't let him get me.

We I.D.'d the vics

as David Gimlin
and Michael Patterson.

Both 25 and both were
self-described cryptozoologists.

- Which means?
- Bigfoot hunters.

Witness said that they
were attacked by Bigfoot.

Wait.

So Bigfoot wears clothes?

Call off forest services.

This one's ours.

Where's the witness?

In the hospital...
Sedated.

Whatever it is she saw,

it scared her half out of her mind.

We'll circle back there
tomorrow morning,

see if she's in any shape
to talk about it.

Good. And get tech
to enhance the image.

Maybe we can get an I.D.

Can you imagine this thing
hitting the Internet?

This footage stays in house.

If the press gets ahold of this,
it's gonna be a circus.

Are you okay?

What was it that killed those people?

I don't know.

But we got an image from the camera.

It was wearing clothes.

If it's the same thing
that attacked Thom's horse,

it was not a man.

Argh!

Larry?

Come on, man.

Lie down.

Oh, that does not look good.

What happened to you, man?

How's a wildermann
get shot in the leg?

All right, I got to get
something to clean that wound.

Not working.

Not working.

What? You don't have a job?
Yeah, I know, I know.

The recession's hitting
everybody, I guess.

Have to get...

To... get...

Get out?

Get out? What?
You want to get out of here?

Larry, what happened?

Larry?

Oh, Larry.

You don't seem to be retracting.

Oh, this could be a problem.

Yeah.

Is this Detective Nick Burkhardt?

Who's this?

This is Claudia Harding with A.P.

I'm calling about the killing

of Michael Patterson
and David Gimlin,

by what some people
are saying was Bigfoot.

What can you tell me
about the investing...

Got a wake-up call
from the associated press

at 5:00 a.m.

I got one at 4:30.

Spoke to the hospital on the way in.

Vera Saldona's doctor said
she's still under observation,

still raving about Bigfoot.

Warning the doctors and nurses
not to go into the woods.

I guess we have her to thank
for the circus being in town.

Can you tell us who or what

killed the two men up at bluff creek?

Was it an animal attack?

Do you have any suspects?

We are conducting our investigation.

We have a number of leads that
we are following, as we speak.

Now as soon as we have
some concrete information,

you'll be the first to know.

Thank you.

Is that a "no comment," captain?

- Do you have anything else?
- Yeah, this is Nick.

- I need your help.
- What's the problem?

Well, you heard about
this Bigfoot attack?

- Yeah. I'm working on it.
- Well, me too.

I didn't expect this,
I'll tell you that.

What?

I may have Bigfoot on my couch.

I'll be there as soon as I can.

Dog handlers just called in.

They found a wallet a couple
Miles from the crime scene.

Looks like it might be our guy.

They wanted me to relay
the information

and see if you could
meet up with them.

I'm going to check with the techs

to see if they can enhance
that image.

You do that.

I'll spend some time with the dogs.

- Frank, it's Juliette.
- Hey, how have you been?

- Good. How are you?
- Good. Real good.

Actually have a small favor
to ask of you.

I want to run a DNA spectrum,

but I don't have that kind
of equipment at my lab.

- So I was...
- Send it over.

Be happy to run it.

No. Actually I was wondering
if you could maybe sneak me in

so I could take a look myself.

Ooh, is this, like, top secret?

No, it's not top secret.

More like middle secret.

I would definitely owe you one.

Sure. No problem.

Fantastic.
Thank you.

Nick, it's open!

Shut it, will you?
And lock it.

Thanks for coming so fast.

This is Larry.

Larry?

Yeah.
I think he got shot in the leg.

And, uh, I would have
just called a hospital,

but, um, he's not really
in an explainable condition

at the moment.

And I've never seen anything
like this before.

You mean anyone can see him
like this?

That's why I didn't just 911 it.

Well, why doesn't he just...

Woge?
I don't think he can.

Wait.
What did you just say?

Woge.

It roughly translates to
"the wave that overtakes one."

You know, the change?
The surge?

The massive hormonal jolt?

Okay, well, why doesn't he... Woge?

Or would it be de-Woge?

Just Woge, okay?

And I don't think
he's controlling it.

I think he's stuck.

Like half in, half out.

That would explain the Bigfoot.

Well, in his case, yes.

Monroe, your friend killed
two people last night.

Nick, I know this guy.
He is no killer.

I mean, I've known him
for like four or five years.

Look, a few of us meet
up at the Helvetia tavern, okay?

It's like an informal support group.

We all have trouble
controlling our various urges.

Well, it looks
like Larry lost the battle.

Maybe, but this doesn't
make sense, man.

I'm telling you, Nick,
Larry's a very chill dude.

Last I heard, he was even
seeing Brinkerhoff.

- Who's Brinkerhoff?
- Konstantin Brinkerhoff.

He's a therapist...
Specializes in identity issues

and impulse control,

for those of us who need
a little extra guidance.

I think he just wrote a book

about confronting the "inner man."

A wesen therapist.

We have issues too, you know.

And let me just say,

a lot bigger than, like,
teenaged angst insecurity.

Personally, I'm not much
of a therapy guy.

I mean, really,
who wants to hear me talk

about my childhood?

Believe me, I know what I did wrong.

What is it?

You guys aren't using
search dogs, are you?

Yeah, we are.
Why do you ask?

They're here.

That's great.

All that's missing are the townsfolk

with pitchforks and torches.

Those dogs are gonna lead them
straight to your house.

No, they're not.

That's why I mark my territory.

You can see it's totally
freaking them out.

It's freaking out.

Yeah, but this might be
the opportunity we need.

Opportunity to do what?

Monroe, if they find
that Larry's in your house...

They're not gonna find Larry.

Help me get his shirt off.

Uh, okay, what are we doing?

No reason the trail has to end here.

Uh...

Monroe, that is not a good idea.

Well, you know what's a worse idea?

Them finding you and me here
with Larry looking like that,

don't you think?

You know what people do to
things they can't explain?

I don't want my house torched, man.

I don't want crosses burned
on my front yard.

Just saying, this is how legends

wind up killing innocent people.

They got something!
Hey, let 'em run!

Hey, you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I don't know about Hank.

What happened?

You know how I told you
we can be seen

when we want to be seen?

Well, the dogs were on me,
so I dealt with them,

but, uh, I kind of bumped into
Hank before I logged out.

He saw you as a Blutbad?

Yeah, but only for a second,
and I was wearing Larry's shirt.

And... Larry.

Behind you!

- What the...
- Get it out!

Get it out!

Please. Ack!

I didn't mean to.

I-I didn't want to.

I-I tried.

Larry? Hey.

He's not breathing.

I think he's dead.

I'm sorry, Monroe.

What... what...
What do we do?

We can't leave him here.

I-I don't want you tied to this.

We have to move the body.

It's Hank.

Okay, um, I'll be quiet.

I won't...

I won't say anything.

What's up, Hank?

Something strange
is going on out here, man.

Like what?

I was out with the dogs.

They found something, but it
scared the hell out of them.

I went to check, and got hit.

You got hit?

You know by what?

I don't know.
But I tell you one thing...

Whoever or whatever I saw
was moving fast.

But it had to be the same guy.

He was wearing that red shirt.

I'm coming back to the precinct.

Okay.

Right here.

This is where the dogs
caught up with me.

How's that?
That look natural?

We should go.

Hang on a second.

Look, if you say he killed people...

Okay, I'm not second-guessing.

But I just can't believe he'd do it.

I know everybody has a trigger,

and, believe me,
it took me years to learn

to, you know, adjust.

I know Larry had some trouble,

but this just doesn't make sense.

Maybe it had something
to do with this thing

he pulled out of his neck.

When they find his body,

I'll have forensics check it out.

Larry, you fought the good fight.

And, for guys like us...
It's a battle we fight

every day of our lives.

I don't know what went wrong
for you, man,

but we are gonna find out.

Rest in peace, brother.

Alles hat ein ende,

nur die wurst hat zwei.

That sounded really beautiful.

What does it mean?

"Everything has an end,
only the sausage has two."

My father used to say it
whenever anyone died.

You said Larry was seeing a doctor?

Yeah, Brinkerhoff.

He's got an office downtown.

He sees a few guys I know.

- Oh, is he one of those...
- Wildermann.

- Wildermann?
- Smart loners.

Like the woods, cabins,
campfires, hiking.

You know, back-to-nature
eco-warrior types.

Thoreau, Emerson, Abbey.

Same as Larry.

But if you're thinking
of talking to Brinkerhoff,

avoid couches, you know?

And finally, what do we risk
in confronting our true selves?

Well, quite a lot.

Because we fear that our inner self

is somehow base and primitive.

And, worst of all, out of control.

Therefore, keep it locked up,

pretend it's not even there.

But I feel that there is another way.

Instead of approaching
your inner self

like a dangerous stranger,

why not approach it as you would...

A stray dog?

Hold out your hand.

Fingers curled in, of course.

And let the relationship
unfold slowly.

With caution and compassion.

With respect.

And with love.

Thank you.

Hi.

Who shall I make it out to?

Uh, Larry Mackenzie.

Are you a friend?

No.
I'm investigating a homicide.

I understand Mr. Mackenzie
was a patient of yours.

You were helping him with a, uh,

certain problem he was having?

Give me a minute.

Hi.

I heard rumors that
someone like you was here,

but one hears many rumors
in a psychiatric practice.

You know you're hated
and feared by wesen.

It's interesting that you chose
to join the police.

I need to ask you
about Larry Mackenzie.

Does your partner know?
Or anyone at the department?

If you don't mind,
I'll ask the questions.

I'm sorry, it's in my nature
to be inquisitive.

And this is such a rare opportunity.

We all have secrets, doctor.

Let's talk about Larry's.

How long have you been treating him?

As you know, Detective,

I can't speak
about specific patients.

Right now, I'm not
asking you as a Detective.

Hostility posing as professionalism.

Adaptive, but ultimately isolating.

I can subpoena your records,

get a search warrant for your office.

One way or the other.

- Mr.
- Mr. Mackenzie is strugg

with issues of impulse control.

Any violent tendencies?

No more than normal for...

A wildermann?

You pose an interesting dilemma.

And your treatment consisted of...

Twice-weekly
cognitive therapy visits...

What we call "the talking cure."

Larry's been making great strides.

Any drugs involved in the treatment?

Wesen Prozac?
Doesn't exist.

Everyone wants a quick fix.

But with issues of identity,
the slow way is the fast way.

There are no shortcuts.

Sorry.

- Hank.
- Got our killer.

Guy walking his dogs
found his body in Walten Park.

I'm there now.

Killer's name is Larry Mackenzie.

Matches the wallet they found
when they were tracking him.

- On my way.
- All right.

I would love to talk to you

about your identity issues sometime.

Thanks, I'm good.

Are you?

You can only walk
in darkness so long.

Sooner or later,

the inner man emerges for all to see.

It's never a question of "if"...

Only "when."

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

What kind of fine?

I don't know.

But I ran into this guy,
he looked different.

We found this in his hand.

I think it's a drug delivery implant.

The kind they use
for pain medication.

It's got a serial number.

Should be able to track it back
to the manufacturer.

Find out what was in it.

After conducting an intense manhunt

in three counties,

I am pleased to report
that we have found the body

of Laurence Charles Mackenzie...

Our main suspect
in the brutal murders

of David Gimlin
and Michael Patterson.

Now we are confident
that we have our man,

and that there is no further
danger to the public.

Ahh.

- I'm gonna take a leak.

- Wallace!

Aah! Unh!

Aah!

I don't know really what I saw.

It attacked my friend Wallace.

And then it came at me.

I've never seen anything like it.

I'm not crazy.

- I swear to God, I'm not crazy.
- Get the rest of his statement.

Sir, let's come this way.

Looks a lot like what happened
to the other two.

Yeah, and based
on what this is saying,

it sounds like it too.

Wallet's still here.

If it was robbery, I doubt
they'd put the wallet back.

Another Bigfoot?
Or a copycat?

Yeah. Could be him.

Let's check out the other body.

Same deal.

Not wearing any shoes,

the bottom of his feet
pretty beat up.

He was on the move
before he got here.

Anything on the I.D.?

Alan Evercroft, 45.
A lawyer from Lake Oswego.

Married, three kids, no priors.

What the hell was he doing out here?

There's something in his neck.

Looks like the same thing
Mackenzie had.

We got the preliminary results
back from the DNA tests,

and, uh, to tell you the truth,
it's inconclusive.

What do you mean?

What it looks like we've got here

is a single organism

that is composed of two or more
genetically distinct cells.

You mean like a chimera?

Yeah, it's a bit of a mosaic.

Can you email me the results?

Sure, I'll give you what we've got.

All right, thanks, Sebastian,
I appreciate it.

"Para-human
is a descriptive term used

"to identify an animal-human hybrid.

"Extensive research has been done

"into gene and cell combinations
from different species

"inserted into bacteria
and domesticated animals

for medial purposes."

Holy crap.

♪ ♪

Hey, Reynaldo.

How you been, man?

Good. How about you?

Not bad.
Not bad.

Thanks for taking the time.

Sure.
You want to see a menu?

- Don't need to.
- Same old, same old.

Still doing the veggie thing, huh?

Hey, it works for me, you know?

So look,

the reason I wanted to talk
to you is about Larry.

Mackenzie?

I can't believe what happened to him.

Shocked.
Saw it on TV last night.

When was the last
time you heard from him?

Here about three months ago.

How'd he seem?

Well, tell you the truth,
it was kind of weird.

We were all hanging out,
sharing stories,

doing the steps, you know the drill.

Larry walks in.
No one's seen him in weeks.

Sits down with this
big smile on his face

and he says, "I'm cured."

Not "improving,"
not "getting better"...

"Cured." Says he found a w...

A "foolproof way"
to solve our problems overnight.

So what is this miracle cure?
Some kind of drug, or...

Didn't say.
He was like a religious convert.

All I know is that he was
going to see Brinkerhoff.

And he wasn't the only one.

You remember Alan Evercroft?
Dan Murray?

Yeah, sure.
Good guys.

They were all excited
about Larry's new deal.

They went to see Brinkerhoff too,

and it was the last I saw of 'em.

I guess it must have worked.

Either that
or they don't like me anymore.

So how come you didn't
go see Brinkerhoff?

Please.
Quick fixes aren't my style.

Besides, who says I want
to be cured all the time?

Heh!

Just want to be able
to control the urges, you know?

Yeah, don't we all.

Anyway, the way I feel,

miracle cures wind up being
worse than the disease.

That reminds me
of Larry's old joke, remember?

"What's the best way
to help a friend quick drinking?

Tear his arms off."

A shame about Larry, though.

I really thought he had it
figured out this time.

This is the subcutaneous
drug delivery pump.

We extracted it
from Mr. Evercroft's neck.

What kind of drugs was it pumping?

Trace amounts of steroids,

and a mixture of homeopathic
herbs and spices.

But nothing illegal

and nothing that would make
the average person go ape,

so to speak.

What about the serial number?
You run that down yet?

Yeah, its manufactured
by Keimarm Industries.

I want to know who ordered them
and when they were shipped.

We already made the call.

We're waiting for them
to get back to us.

Yeah.

Nick, it's me.

I just got done meeting
with a friend of mine

who knew Larry.

He said there were two other guys

who went to Brinkerhoff with him...

Dan Murray and Alan Evercroft.

- I'm gonna try...
- Whoa, whoa.

Did you say Alan Evercroft?

Yeah, him and Dan Murray.

Alan Evercroft was killed last night.

What?

Yeah, we found him dead
at the crime scene.

He had the same type of pump
in his body that Larry did.

Oh, man.

That is so not good.

I just found out
Brinkerhoff sold Larry

on some kind of miracle cure.

Alan Evercroft heard about it
from Larry

and decided he wanted one
for himself.

- What about the other guy?
- Who? Dan Murray?

I don't know.
I mean, I can give him a call.

Whatever Brinkerhoff
has given these guys

is definitely not helping.

We haven't linked him
to the drug pumps yet.

And even if we do, those
ingredients are not illegal.

It doesn't mean
they're not bad for us.

I'll call you when I know something.

Just got another name of a guy
who might be on the same drug.

All right, give it to me.

Dan Murray.

Hey, Dan, it's Monroe.

No, Monroe, this is Travis...
Dan's brother.

Oh, hey, Travis.
How are you doing, man?

I'm just calling for Dan.

Yeah, uh...

Well, I guess you didn't know.
Um...

Dan died.

Two days ago.

Are you kidding me?

Yeah, he...
He had some issues that we...

We weren't really aware of.
Uh...

He was doing real good.

We thought.
Um...

But something must have gone wrong.

We... we don't even really
know what happened.

The neighbors said
they heard a horrible sound

coming from his apartment.

By the time they got there,
Dan had climbed out the window.

He fell.

To his death.

The police chief in Troutdale

says Dan Murray apparently
killed himself

by jumping
out of a third-story window

after tearing up his apartment.

Neighbors said it sounded

"like there was a wild animal
loose" in his apartment.

They found
another drug pump in his neck.

That's the third one we've found.

Just got a call
from Keimarm industries.

They're the company
that manufactured the pumps.

We know who ordered them?

A psychiatrist here in Portland...

Dr. Konstantin Brinkerhoff...
Three months ago.

How many did he order?

Four.

- You've accounted for three?
- So far.

I think you better find out
where that fourth one is.

♪ ♪

Dr. Brinkerhoff?

Dr. Brinkerhoff?

Can I help you?

We need to talk.

Sorry, but my office
is closed for the day.

- You need to make...
- I'm not here for me.

I want to know
what you did to my friends.

- Excuse me?
- Dan Murray, Alan Evercroft,

and Larry Mackenzie.

What kind of drugs
were you pumping into them?

You need to leave.
Now.

I'm not going anywhere.

What you are doing is irresponsible,

and it is a threat to all of us.

Look, I'm sorry, but I really do not

have time to discuss this with you.

So if you don't mind...

They're all dead because of you.

Your friends struggled.
I tried to help them.

I supplied them with
a targeted suppression program,

one that took it
out of their conscious

and unconscious control.

That's your idea of help?

They no longer wanted
the ability to choose.

That's what was making
their lives so difficult.

They told me
all about your group meetings.

Clearly, you have the same issues.

Are you... an animal?
Or are you a man?

Of course, I have those issues, man.

We all do.

But if you can't choose,

then you're... you're
neither one... you're nothing.

The loss of choice is a small
price to pay for freedom.

Except for the part
where they went crazy

- and started killing people!
- The drugs work.

But in my effort to help quickly,

I couldn't take the time to test them

as much as I would have liked to.

So you just thought
you'd test it out on them

and hope for the best.

The problems seem to start

when the dosage drops.

There's a complementary effect

and the patient goes from...

From stable to unstable,

and becomes... suspended
in the middle.

But...
I fine tuned the formula.

I had hoped that my efforts

Would prove to be successful.

For all of us.
I still do.

But, as you can see...

Freedom's not...

Easy to achieve.

You have to help me.

Okay.

Aah!

Brinkerhoff! Police!

Brinkerhoff!

- You okay?
- Yeah, but you gotta stop him.

Brinkerhoff's been using
the drugs on himself.

- He's out for blood.
- He's on the street.

What's he doing here?

Uh, he's a patient.

We got suspect on foot,
heading north on park blocks.

Request backup.
We are in pursuit.

Please, somebody help.
We're being attacked.

We have a report of an attack

on 12th and alder.

That's gotta be him.

- It's Bigfoot!

Aah!

Thank God you're here.
I don't know what it was,

but he grabbed some woman and
dragged her into the theater!

Stay here.

There.

Brinkerhoff?

If you can understand me,

give yourself up.

She's alive.

Nick! Behind you!

Aah!

- Stay with the woman.
- Yeah.

I got a victim up here
on the theater catwalk.

What the hell?

That's Dr. Brinkerhoff.

No.
Did you see it?

- See what?
- His face.

It changed.

I'm telling you, it was different.

Hank.

I saw him...

I'm telling you, it was different.

It just changed!

Just right there...
Did you...

Hank.

Did you see him?

To Larry, Alan, and Dan.

Maybe they felt like
they didn't know who they were.

But we know.

They were our friends.

The body was identified as that

of local author and psychologist
Dr. Konstantin Brinkerhoff.

So it appears the reports of Bigfoot

were nothing more than mass hysteria,

as witnesses say Brinkerhoff

wore a costume mask
during his rampage.

- I don't know.
- Back to you, Dylan.

What?

I gathered some hair samples
at Thom Carson's ranch,

from whatever it was
that attacked that horse.

I mean, after I saw
those people in the woods,

I just wanted to make sure.

And?

I took them down to the lab at Ohsu

and looked at the DNA.

And what did you find?

The test results were inconclusive.

The DNA wasn't human,
but it also couldn't be matched

to any other known species,
so... I don't know.

Sometimes tests are wrong.

Well, yeah, normally
I would think that too.

But, Nick, I checked and rechecked

and...

All right, I know how weird
this is gonna sound,

but for the first time in my life,

I'm starting to wonder about
things like...

Bigfoot.

What if...

What if all of the stories
we've heard,

what if they're not stories?

What if they're real?