Grimm (2011–2017): Season 1, Episode 4 - Lonelyhearts - full transcript

Uh!

Oh, my God.

Oh, my God!

Oh...

She's still breathing.
Call 911.

Hurry up, call 911!

Oh, kiss me.

Hello.

Yeah, I... I was in a car accident
and a woman got hit.

She's... she's hurt really bad.

She...
She's lying on the ground.

She's still breathing.

- Thanks, man.
- You got it.

The driver of the car
is Leroy Kent.

Says he's driving
home from work,

drives onto the bridge,
sees the victim running.

She runs right
in front of his car.

Says it happened so fast,
couldn't do anything.

- Get an I.D. On the Vic?
- No wallet, no purse...

Looks like she
just got out of bed.

Well, Mr. Kent
have anything to drink?

He's had a couple,
but he's under the limit.

Any witnesses?

Well, driver said
there was one other guy.

Told him to call 911,
but he didn't stick around.

I got guys out
doing a canvass now.

- Mr. Kent?
- Yes?

How you feeling?

Is she dead?

Yeah.

At first I...

I thought she might be okay.

I mean, the guy said
she was still breathing.

This the guy
who told you to call 911?

Yes I-I ran over there
as soon as it happened.

And he walked up.
And where'd he go?

I don't know, I... I called 911.

I looked back, he was gone.

Any idea what he looked like?

Not really, no.

I was pretty shook up and I...

I was paying attention to her.

We're done.
You guys want to take a look?

Yeah.

Thank you, Mr. Kent.

Barefoot and ready for bed
but still wearing makeup?

Maybe she wasn't alone.

We got some glass here.

Windshield didn't shatter, and
the headlights are still intact.

This didn't come
from the accident.

There's no cuts
or abrasions on her feet.

The guy said she was running.
She couldn't have run too far.

Wonder where
she was running to.

Or what she was running from.

C'est moi...Je suis ici.
I'll call when it's finished.

Grimm S01E04
"Lonelyhearts"

notice the iris
is fully dilated,

filling the eye completely?

Looks like a shark's eye...
Is that normal?

Well, there's usually
dilation after death,

but I've never seen
anything like this before.

- You get a tox report?
- Preliminary says

she had a few drinks,
not a lot.

Alcohol was .06.

Well, what about drugs?

So far,
none of the usual suspects.

Finding the unusual's going
to take a little more time.

Any sign of sexual assault?

No, but there was
something interesting.

No crush on the lungs.
What does that mean?

She was asphyxiated,

but it wasn't
a result of the accident.

Someone suffocated her
after she was hit by the car?

So we got a homicide?

These contusions around
her nose and mouth...

Looks like somebody
pinched off her air.

I got a hit on her prints.

Victim's name
was Faith Collins, 33.

Busted for a DUI
a few months ago.

License was suspended.

Get an address?

About a mile away
from where she got hit

we knew she didn't run very far,

so it makes sense
that she lived close by.

Well, maybe she was
running from home.

I think maybe she was
running from her husband.

Roy Collins.
Got a record fro spousal abuse.

You Roy Collins?

What she tell you?

She saying I hit her?
She didn't say anything.

Well, that's different.

She usually complains
about everything I do.

Well, she's not going
to be complaining anymore.

We found
your wife's body last night.

What?!

Your wife's been murdered.

Oh, no...
I know this is difficult,

but we need to know
the last time you saw her.

LA... last night.

What happened?

I... I came home.

I was hungry.

Faith wouldn't
get off the computer.

Like always, she's got to
connect with her 322 friends.

I mean, who the hell
has got 322 friends?

I mean, I'm hungry...
I've been working all day.

- So you argued?
- Yeah...

An-and she walked out.
You know, mad.

I didn't mean anything I said.

Did she tell you where
she was going?

No.

- You go after her?
- No.

About what time did she leave?

I-I don't know.

Ten or something like that.

So she left.
You stayed home?

That's your story?
It's the truth.

Anybody see?
You talk to anybody?

No, I...

I was waiting for her
to come back.

She always comes back.

You guys think I did
something to her?

You think I killed my wife?

Did you?

You want to
do yourself a favor?

Why don't you
come downtown with us.

We put you in a lineup,
what do you say?

You want me for a lineup?

Arrest me.

But you don't got anything on me
because I didn't do it.

Where is she?

Her body's in the morgue.

When do I get her?

Somebody'll contact you.

What do you got?

Well, according to
her credit card,

Faith had a couple drinks

at a bar called The Blue Moon
at around 10:30.

Bartender said she
talked up a couple locals

but she left alone.

She didn't have her car.

Her license is suspended.

We're checking
with cab companies now,

see who picked her up.

Called to the house four times
for domestic disturbance.

The husband's been
arrested twice for abuse.

I mean, sounds like
a battered wife

who couldn't break the cycle.

Sure the husband's not covering?

Could be.
He admits to arguing with her.

Any chance she talked
to a family member

about her problems last night?

No calls on her cell after 9:00.

What about her 322 friends?

Maybe she reached out
to one of them.

Hey, check it...
She posted last night.

Looks like a park.

Or a private garden.
What time did she send it?

11:37.

Now if this was taken
from her cell phone,

the GPS coordinates should be
embedded in the file, right?

1516 Longacre Road.

Map it.

That's right...Here.

- Right near the bridge.
- Definitely running distance.

Click location.

The bramble house
bed and breakfast.

You know it?

When do I have time
for a bed or breakfast?

Let's check with
the cab companies,

see if they made any drop-offs

at a b & b you
"don't have time for."

Not bad.

You should make time for
a place like this.

Check out
the '67 MGB Roadster!

You ready for
a little bit of trivia?

Royal blue and chrome bumpers.

Collectors call that model
right there

the most desirable mg
ever made.

- Impressed?
- Mildly.

Of course, yes,
I remember her.

She came in...
I'd say it was after 11:00.

I was in the kitchen pulling up
some biscuits for breakfast

and I heard the bell ring,
so I went and got the door.

Oh, excuse me a minute.

I've got your bill right here.

Hope everything
was to your liking.

Oh, Billy,
we just love this place.

It's so magical.

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

Yeah, we'll see you
on our anniversary.

I look forward to it...
Oh, and tell your friends.

Five stars on yelp.

And you two...You guys
are going to love this place.

Newlyweds.

They're a third of my business.

So I'm sorry, where were we?
The girl.

Of course, right, yes.
Um...

I showed her
a room and the garden.

But she didn't stay?

No, she didn't
have a bag with her, so...

I'm sorry,
is there a problem?

A cab dropped her off.
It didn't pick her up.

Can you explain that?

I really don't know.
I mean...

If they don't want to stay,

I can't force them to.

You know, to tell you the truth,

she seemed a little bit
concerned or troubled.

And it's not really my place

to get involved in guests'
personal lives, so...

Could we see the garden?

Of course, yes.

Oh, but I warn you...
You might want to stay.

Oh, excuse me.

No problem.

Hey.

Yeah, this is the place.

She came here, then what?

Oh, I showed her
these Amber roses

that bloom only in Portland.

And, uh, my flowering Wisteria.

And of course,
the agapanthuses.

But don't get me
started on those.

And then she said she wanted

to sit for a moment
and gather her thoughts.

So I said that this...
Be careful where you step!

Ugh...

Sorry,
I didn't mean to do that.

The toad
is an endangered species.

It's the first sign of our
extinction when toads die.

I'm... I'm sorry.
I didn't see it.

Well, if you can
think of anything else...

Of course, yes,
I'll contact you immediately.

Would you like me
to show you out?

No, we're good.

Hey.

Have a good day.

That's all I got, Jim.

Let me know if
you need anything else, yeah?

Can I help you?

Yes, I'm looking into
the death of a friend of mine.

He was shot by
one of your detectives.

Are you a lawyer?

No, just a friend
of the family.

Here is the newspaper article.

I brought it along so you'd know
what I was talking about.

Take a seat, please.

He wants to talk to the
officer who shot his friend.

What did you tell him?

I told him we
don't give out that information.

Sir, he's waiting.

How do you want me
to handle this?

Tell him
the detective's not available,

that someone from the department
will get back to him.

Yes, sir.

And make sure to get
his name, number. And address.

Do a background check
and get back to me.

Yep.

The cab picked her up
from the bar

but why did she go
to the bramble house?

She was probably just looking
for a place to stay

so she wouldn't
have to go back home.

Cab driver
could've recommended it.

What does it matter,
she didn't stay.

Well, that's what we
need to find out.

She went there
but she didn't stay.

And she didn't call
for another cab.

So you're thinking she ran
from there to the bridge?

I'm thinking we have to run a
background check on Billy capra,

see if any other women
have had trouble at his place.

Also run a check

on unsolved attacks on women
or missing women.

"Germany 1895...

"Kitzbuhel Alps,
South of Rattenberg.

"I have followed and observed
a goat-like creature

"for several days now.

"I've finally been able to
identify him as a Ziegevolk,

"sometimes known as Bluebeards.

"I now know he is responsible
for defiling several women

who seem to have fallen
under some sort of spell."

"I have not yet been able to
determine how such an oafish man

is so attractive
to these poor, young women."

Really?

Look, if I had anybody else

I could talk to about
this stuff, I'd go there.

I feel like I should complain,

but...I'm just
not in that mode right now.

Come on.

You know anything
about Ziegevolk?

A little...

They're mostly like preachers...

Game show hosts...
You know, actor-types.

You know, guys like to be
in the public eye.

Why, did one goat out on you?

Yeah. Do you know some?

I knew one in high school.

Elvis greenspan.

Got all the chicks.

Like, every hottie in school.

Okay, kid was 5'4".

Weighed in at like 280.

It's hard to believe
but Ziegevolk

give off this sort of scent.

What,
you mean like pheromones?

Yeah, they secrete it
in their sweat or something.

Chicks can't resist it.

And if one of these
goat guys touches you,

look out man, they own you.

Why do you think
those Hollywood types

are always
hugging everybody, right?

And would they ever kill?

No, bluebeards got a bad rep.

They're lovers,
not fighters, you know?

They like to have
a lot of females

hanging off their every word.

Not exactly
the monogamous type, you know?

They live for the rut.

- The what?
- The rut!

Picking out the choicest
females, you know?

For breeding.

You see them
in bars all the time.

They're players.

One-night-stand type guys.

What are you thinking?

Oh, I'm just wondering
why certain people

are attracted to each other.

It's all about chemistry.

Oh, well that explains
Dale armstead.

Guy who stole your...

Guy...Your first love.

That wasn't love.

Well, it certainly wasn't
looks or intelligence.

You're one to talk!
I met your first girlfriend.

Okay, that was not chemistry.
That was stupidity.

Well, how do you know

you're not being stupid
by being with me?

I don't.

I just... I think there's
a lot more to it than that.

You know, in biology, like
systems tend to integrate.

That's so romantic.

How about we get the shopping
done and go home and integrate?

Give me the list
and get the car started.

Lab results on the glass

removed from the gashes
on Faith's arm.

It was regular window glass.

So it must have come
from a house or an apartment.

Maybe she was trying
to break out of a window.

Well, we know she was
running from something.

What'd you get on Capra?

Well, all I got
is that he moved into town

about a year and a half ago

and bought
the bed and breakfast.

I'm having a little trouble
on the background before that.

I think our boy must have
changed his name.

But, I did get a hell
of a hit on missing women

here in Portland
in the last six months.

One came from Los Angeles,
another from Seattle,

and a third from Eugene,
all open cases.

Are there clusters
like this in other cities?

I think we better find out.

It's the same story
with each one of these women.

They all came here in the last
four months and vanished.

Any record of these women
staying at capra's place?

No, but then we figured
he wouldn't want

any record
of them staying there.

And we think Faith
got away from him.

Then he hunted her down
and killed her.

We also found three other
clusters of missing women.

One in Detroit, four years ago.

Seven women there.

Another batch in De Moines,
two years ago.

Six women there, and four
women in Tucson in 2000.

And here's the really weird thing:

All 17 women were eventually
found alive,

14 of them pregnant.

The DNA checked out to be
the same father for each one.

So we've got ourselves
a serial rapist,

not a serial killer.

This guy
is definitely a breeder.

Well, can you connect him to
De Moines, Detroit, Tucson?

We're working on it.

We think he changes his identity

every time he moves.

Any of the women
able to identify him?

No, every testimony
made it sound like

they were kept
in isolated conditions

using some kind of gas
to keep them disoriented.

They didn't know where they were
or who was holding them.

If this is the same guy
here in Portland,

we need to be watching him.

Well, you guys
keep watching him.

Just make sure
he doesn't burn you.

We're on it.

Bon appetit.

Piece of cake.
We're good to go.

We can track this guy anywhere.

Working.
We're set.

Now all we got to do
is wait.

Wake me when something happens.

- Wake up.
- Not funny.

- No, he's coming out.
- What?

He's not taking the car?

Well, he's got to
take the damn car.

I just got under the car and got
a grease spot for nothing?

All right,
I'm going to follow him on foot.

You stay here,
take a look around the house.

See if you can find
that broken window.

That'll give us our warrant
which will give us our DNA.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's Nick.

How did you get
my new cell phone?

Are you kidding me?
I'm a cop.

I need your help.

- I can pay you.
- Seriously?

What do I got to do?

All you have to do
is go to a bar...

That I can do.

And watch a guy...
Tell me what he does.

Okay, who's buying the drinks?

Me.

All right.
Where do I have to be?

Blue Moon Bar.
You know it?

Do I know it?
Dude, I'm there.

shut the door.

You should rethink this.

Je sais qui tu est,
ferme la porte.

First mistake
was coming to my city.

Second mistake was not knowing
who you have to kneel before.

Your fellow reaper brought
this death upon himself.

He followed the grimm here.
That gives him the right.

He came without my permission.

I claim my revenge
for his death.

Funny...I deny it.

Are you protecting a grimm?

And don't come back.

Okay... who am I supposed to be?

Just yourself.

That's a little disappointing.

Okay, there's a Ziegevolk
in the bar.

He's average height,
kind of on the skinny side...

I know a Ziegevolk
when I smell one, okay?

All right,
call me when you get inside.

I want to know what he does,
who he talks to.

How come
you're not doing this?

He's seen me.

He knows I'm a cop.
Plus, I want you to do it

because you know about
Ziegevolk.

Oh, grimm work.

Oh, one more thing...

I saw him eating a toad?

Dude, he's a toad-eater?

That means he's not
just a breeder.

He's a herder, okay?

That's actually very rare
for a Ziegevolk.

Well, rare or not,
this guy is a serial rapist.

Now you've got to get inside.

I need to know what he's doing.

Okay...

Seriously?
Come on.

That's like a beer
and half an onion ring.

Half an onion ring.

- Got him.
- Well what's he doing?

Trolling.

Talking to
a very attractive woman.

He's got game tonight.

That must have been

one potent toad he ate.

I can smell him from here.

Well,
can you get closer to him?

I need to hear
what he's saying.

Check this out.

I am moving in on the bar...

Excuse me, pal.

There's an opening
directly to her left.

I'm about 20 feet
from the bar right now.

I can be at
the opening in about...

Okay, I don't need to know
everything you're doing.

Well, excuse me
for being thorough.

Sorry, I'm not talking to you.

Yeah?

Hey, Nick, I think I found
the window that was broken.

I found a sliver
of glass outside.

And the putty
around the window was new.

- You're inside the house?
- We got probable cause here.

I'm going to see if I can get
a sample of that guy's DNA.

You still got him?

Yeah, he's at
The Blue Moon Bar.

- You can see him?
- Yeah...

- Don't let him make you.
- No, I'm being careful.

Call me
if he starts back here.

Human beings are malleable.

I just...
I think everyone needs, uh...

Emotional and physical rebirth.

I totally agree.

- Right?
- Yeah.

But you've got to have
some place to do it.

Uh-huh.

Barkeep, double dead guy
please.

A sanctuary.

Place where the world
can't intrude.

A retreat for people
just like you.

That sounds like
exactly what I need.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Oh, what a great
name, bramble house?

Thank you.

Do you know
that bramble bushes,

they extend these
long arching canes

that at first don't flower...

But then with a loving touch
produce a succulent fruit,

that is just
bursting with flavor.

Double dead.

Wow.

Any time you want to come by,

just call the number
or stop on by.

Ooh!
Oh!

Oh, my God.

What are you doing?

No way.

Dude, I can't be
around that guy.

He's way too potent.

I almost bought him a drink.

No, I need you
to go back inside.

I need to know
what he's going to do.

He's hitting on a girl.

She's buying the full toad,
you know...

He gave her his card.
What more do you need to know?

Wh-what... now you're mad?

He's coming out.

You want me to track him?

No, you're done.

You did good.
Thank you.

You can go home now.

I don't want to go home now.

You know, if you like gardens,
I happen to...

- Piss off.
- Okay.

One more please.

Hey, come on.
Where the hell are you, man?

Pick up the damn phone.
He's on his way home.

Portland police.

Yeah, it's detective Burkhardt.

I need a 20
on detective Griffin.

Track his cell.

- Tracking now.
- Yeah, I'll stay on the line.

Still tracking.

All right, call me back
when you find him.

Well, that was fast.

Why wait?
I'm ready.

Fantastic.
I'll show you a room.

I promise you won't regret it.

I really want
to see your garden.

It's late...But I think I have
one more tour left in me.

Come on.

- Remember me?
- Of course, yes.

You're the detective.
What can I do for you?

I need to talk to her.

Me?

Would you mind
stepping outside?

I just need to ask you
a few questions.

- Am I in trouble?
- What's this all about?

Just come outside, please.

I'm sure it'll be fine.

Why don't you go with him,

and I'll be here
when you get back.

- Okay?
- Okay.

I wish you'd just tell me
what this is all about.

You've walked into the middle
of a police investigation,

And I need you

to leave the premises.

Now!

Yeah?

We got a 20
on detective Griffin.

We've identified
the location

as the bramble house bed
and breakfast on longacre road.

Thanks.

Hank?

Hank?

Where are you?

Nick.

What happened?

I don't know man.
There's some kind of gas.

Look here.

Are they real?

He's got some kind
of gas coming in here.

Gotta get them out of here!

We've got to shut
that gas off first.

We'll come back for them.

Oh... couldn't stay away.

Lucky me.

You leaving?

Yes, it's such a lovely night,
I thought I would take a drive.

Well, I was hoping
I could stay.

Well, why don't you
come with me

and we can talk about it,
okay?

Okay.

Aah!
You see that?

What are you talking about?

Stand back.

No, the gas is going to blow!

We've got to find something
to break this door open.

No... no time.
Just us.

Let's do it!

One...Two...Three!

Again!

One...Two...Three!

You're going to be
all right now.

It's over.

House is clean.
Car is gone.

He's in the wind.

God, I'd hate to lose
this son of a bitch.

No more than I do.

Let it be my birthday.

You didn't get that
grease spot for nothing.

Here you go.

Thanks.

We should really
get going soon.

I can't believe
I'm doing this.

I've never done
anything like this before.

Am I crazy?

Maybe I'm crazy to take you.

Are we leaving now?

Stop!

Police!
Billy?

Police, out of the way.

Billy capra,
stay where you are.

Get down!

Get dow...

Oh!

He's one sick dude.

We'll send his DNA to Tucson,
De Moines and Detroit,

and I'm betting
it's the same guy.

Well, at least
he's off the streets

and out of the hotel business.

I can't believe any of these
women want to be near this guy.

You know what?

I'm betting it's the toads.

Yeah, right, toads.

If it was only that easy.

Maybe I'll get me some toads.

See how he likes being in a
cage for the rest of his life.