Grimm (2011–2017): Season 4, Episode 20 - You Don't Know Jack - full transcript

Previously on Grimm.

Juliette.

I thought for sure
you'd be interested to know

that Adalind's pregnant.

It's yours. Do you remember
that wild afternoon?

What do you want from me?

I need you to protect me
from Juliette.

You're choosing her over me.

That is not what I'm doing.

Then get out of my way.

Nick must have some way

of communicating
with his mother, yes?

Wouldn't it be wonderful
if Nick was in mortal danger

and needed mummy's help?

There is a way to suppress
the Hexenbiest in her.

[groaning]

No.

Juliette, where are you?

(Juliette voice-over) You might want
to stop by Aunt Marie's trailer.

What have you done?

[dramatic music]

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

(Monroe)
Oh, my God.

Unbelievable.

[gentle music]

♪ ♪

This is not Juliette.
This is...

This is vengeance.

I just can't believe it.

Even if she is a Hexenbiest.

Okay.

This is not the kind
my family ever went camping in.

(Nick)
This is where we start looking.

(Hank) You've seen all
these in Portland?

I got to say, man, you've
been living one weird life.

You got an extra flashlight?

Yeah.

(Monroe)
Thank you.

All of these books,
the weapons...

Everything in this trailer
has been in my family

for generations.

(Hank) Some of these
don't look too bad.

Oh, no, no, no.

Not the Ogre gun.

Please, not the Ogre gun.

The one
you used to save my life.

It looks okay.

(Hank) Some of these weapons
were built to survive

a lot more than this.

(Wu)
Hey.

This book's okay.

I don't know
what'll happen to Juliette.

Don't make the same mistake
I did.

Don't leave the people you love.

Even if that puts them
in danger.

All I have are a lot of regrets.

You don't owe anyone an apology.

Yes, I do.

Look,
I thought about you every day,

for my entire life,

and having you back in it.

I don't see why I could ask
for anything more.

I'll come back if I can.

(Monroe) Look, why don't we take
what's left to the Spice Shop?

[lock clicks open]

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[keyboard clacking]

♪ ♪

I don't care what happened
to her or what she's become,

she's crossed the line.

We gonna go after her?

What do you think?

[email pings]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

- Hey, baby.
- Hi.

[horn honking]

Hey.

I love your new hair.

Ooh!

But it's too damn cold
to be out here.

It's better than gutting
chickens in Creswell.

Much warmer like this.

[sighs]

Stop it.
There's a car coming.

You go.
I'll get the next one.

Okay.

You want a date?

(man)
Get in.

You want a date, sweetie?

(Jack)
You're very pretty.

Not from around here,
are you, baby?

- I recently arrived.
- Ooh.

Well, welcome to Portland.

What you looking for?

(Jack) Something a
Kehrseite couldn't handle,

what you really are.

Mm.
You mean something like...

this?

(Jack)
Now you're beautiful.

[chuckles]

This should be fun.

You got some place special?

(Jack)
I've got a lovely spot.

[Mary Ann giggles]

Where are we going?

(Jack) I think we should
do it right here.

On the ground?

No, no way.

[grunts]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

You don't trust me.

Why should I?

Because I'm just trying
to protect myself and my baby

from being killed by Juliette.

You've seen what she is now.

I have.

You think I planned all of this?

I don't.

Now how is the suppressant
supposed to work?

I don't know how it works;

I just know that it should.

I wish it was
a little more sure than should.

It's not like I do this kind
of stuff every day.

You know,
I was perfectly happy lawyer

just minding my own business
before Nick's aunt came to town.

I really doubt his aunt

is responsible
for everything you've done.

That's not what I'm saying.

What's the point?

You all hate me anyway,

even though I did side
with the Resistance

and come back here
with Nick's mom and Diana.

I trusted you.

Remember when I was staying
at your house?

I thought you were trying
to help me.

I don't feel good
about what we did.

But it was necessary
to protect your child.

What's left?

Just my mother.

Okay.
When do we get her?

We'll dig her out tomorrow.

[bell jingles]

What's all that?

Stuff from the trailer.

The stuff that wasn't destroyed.

Yeah, we're lucky
there's anything left.

What happened to the trailer?

Juliette.

She torched it.

Oh, my God.

We're moving everything
that survived into the basement.

She did that to the trailer,
what's she gonna do to me?

You mean, besides kill you?

Does anybody know
where Juliette is?

No.

And we need to get
you someplace safe.

You can't stay here tonight.

And I can't take her
to my house,

that's the first place
Juliette'll look.

Well, my place
would be the second.

There's no way
she's staying at our place.

Sorry, I mean, same problem.

Uh, after eating one
of Adalind's cookies

and devouring half my carpet,

I'm not all that keen,
but whatever you guys need.

Where's the last place
Juliette would look?

[knocking]

I got the blinds down,

curtains drawn,
backdoor double-locked.

Bud, this is Adalind Schade.

Adalind, very nice to meet you.

Any friend
of Nick's is a friend of mine.

Now, listen.
This is very important.

Nobody can know
that she is here.

Gotcha.

Not even your wife.

- Of course not.
- When does she get back?

A week from Thursday.

She and the kids are visiting
her sister Louise in Ann Arbor,

so we're good.

And you're very pregnant.

W-which is okay,
'cause, you know,

I've been there, done that.

Not that I've been pregnant
but... well,

that was a stupid thing to say.

So what do you need me
to do here?

Just keep her inside.

Don't answer the phone
or the door.

Copy that.

Is, uh, her husband
or, you know,

significant other in trouble,
too?

'Cause I have enough room.

The fridge is stocked.

D-d-does he like pie?

Do you like pie?

Oh, Nick?

Oh, he loves pies.

We're always bringing pies
over to him and Ju...

H-hold on a second.

I think you misunderstood me.

She knows what you meant.

She...

But h-h-how... what do you mean?

- How did that?
- Juliette's gone, Bud.

Whoa.

I can't believe that.

It's complicated.

Oh.

I could see that.

Right now, you just need
to make sure that she's safe.

Yeah. Sure.
Right. Whatever you need.

And if Juliette
tries to contact you,

don't tell her anything.

She wants Adalind dead.

D...

Well, yeah,
I'll... I'll... okay.

Okay. I mean, uh, you know.

These things happen, I guess.

Thanks, Bud.

How'd it go?

Kelly Burkhardt believes
her son's in danger.

She's feeling heroic?

She's on her way.

Did you ask about the child?

No, if I had, she
would have gotten suspicious.

Don't underestimate her.

I don't.

I don't underestimate you,
either.

It's better that way.

I'd prefer you not go.

It's been a long day.

Then you should get some rest.

Things are happening
very quickly now.

We can't afford
to be out of touch.

And you expect me to stay here?

I do.

Your room's right there.

So you don't think
Adalind is coming back.

I don't see why she would.

Now that Nick knows he's going
to be a Grimm daddy,

I'm sure he's taking
very good care of her.

Been burning some bridges?

A little payback.

Oh.

We're going
to have a lot of that.

[water splashing]

[ominous music]

♪ ♪

[gasping]

(Wu)
Get any rest?

- Not much.
- Me either.

Guess we're all in good company.

(Hank)
What do we got?

Mary Ann Casey, 24 years old.

Picked up a few times
for prostitution.

Someone cut her up pretty good.

Who found the body?

Roommate of the deceased
and fellow entertainer,

Heidi McDunnah.

Got her in the back of my car.

Heidi, these are detectives
Griffin and Burkhardt.

You're the one who found her?

Mary Ann?
Yeah.

Were you two working last night?

(Heidi)
Yes.

When was the last time
you saw her?

Just after midnight.

Was she with someone?

I don't know.
I was busy.

I left her on Couch and Third.

And we usually check
in on each other every hour,

and she didn't come home.

I went looking for her.

I didn't find her
till this morning.

We were supposed
to look out for each other,

and I let her down.

Look, I'm just gonna cut
to the chase.

I'm a Grimm,
and I know you're a Klaustreich.

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

Yeah, you do.
Now, we need to know.

Was Mary Ann a Wesen, too?

She's a Fuchsbau.

- She have a boyfriend?
- No.

She have a problem with anybody?

We don't have a pimp,
if that's what you're asking.

Johns giving you any trouble?

Nothing out of the ordinary.

But you never know
when someone's gonna go off.

I just can't believe
this happened.

I can't believe that she's dead.

You can let her go.

- Brenner.
- Yes, sir.

This officer'll make sure
you get home.

Let's take a look at the body,
see what we got.

She's Wesen.
So is the Vic.

(Wu)
Wesen prostitutes?

My mind's going a lot
of places with this.

Well, if they're Wesen,
maybe the killer is too.

A lot of blood.

Oh, man.
Throat cut.

With a very sharp instrument.

Maybe the killer isn't Wesen.

Well, that'd be a nice change
of pace.

This is more than just a cut.

[solemn music]

♪ ♪

(Renard)
You need a minute?

Yeah.

You knew her?

I did.

Hi, Mom.
It's me.

I know we never
had a chance to say good-bye

after you kicked me out.

So good-bye.

And there are probably
a few things you should know.

I had a baby with Sean.

Can't imagine what you'd think
of that.

I named her Diana.

But that didn't work out so well

because she was stolen
by the Grimm and his friends,

including Sean,

and the Grimm's mother who,
by the way, killed you...

which, I guess, you do know.

Anyway, uh,
now I'm gonna have another baby.

You'll never guess
who the father of that one is.

It's Nick,

the Grimm.

So the only reason you're not
rolling over in your grave

is because you're here.

You weren't the greatest mother.

And I'm sure
I wasn't the greatest daughter.

But I loved you.

And now I need you.

You are gonna
help me stop Juliette

from killing me and my baby.

And then I'm gonna
get Diana back,

and I'm gonna raise both
of my children the right way.

So thanks, Mom,

for being dead
when I needed you the most.

Let's get her out of here.

According to Mary Ann's sheet,

she's been picked up
for prostitution and possession.

Last arrest
was three months ago.

First offense a year
and a half before that.

Previous address in Creswell.

What about known associates?
Any dealers in there?

Two that I know of:

Marcus Ivon, Clinton Wasco.

Just got the report
from the M.E.

Says the victim's uterus

was skillfully removed
with a very sharp blade.

Are we talking scalpel?

A drug dealer with a medical
degree? Probably not.

The wounds indicate
that the killer is left-handed.

Really?

This is starting
to sound a little familiar.

Prostitutes, left-handed killer,
organs being surgically removed.

You're thinking Jack the Ripper?

Well, if I remember correctly,
same M.O.

Only difference is that was
London, and this is Portland.

Here we go:
"London, September, 1888.

"Elizabeth Stride's body

"was found in a dark yard
off Berner Street at 1:00 a.m.

"Her throat had been cut
with a sharp instrument.

"Another victim named Annie
Chapman also had her throat cut

and uterus removed
by an unknown assailant."

(Renard) You think this is
a Jack the Ripper wannabe?

Maybe.

You tied this
to any other victims?

(Hank) Not in Portland.
So far, just the one.

We're doing a five-state search

to see if the killer's
on the move.

Well, there could be
one difference here.

Our victim is Wesen.

Unless Jack's were too.

Intriguing idea.

No way to find that out
unless you can talk to Jack.

Stay on this.

The press'll be all over it
if they make a connection.

How much has gone out?

- Nothing yet.
- Good.

Let's keep it that way.

And what if those murders back
in the 1800s were Wesen-related?

Jack didn't pick his victims
because they were prostitutes.

He picked them
because they were Wesen.

Sounds like Jack the Ripper
could've been a Grimm,

except for leaving
their heads on.

I wish we had the trailer.

Well, not everything
was destroyed.

We might get lucky.

Then let's go.

I can't do it.

I know I need to, but I can't.

Monroe?

Me?

I'm vegan.

I'll do it.

Thank you.

Uh-huh.

[coughs]

(Rosalee)
How much of her do we need?

(Adalind) Tongue, liver,
gallbladder, and four ribs.

All right.

Here's the liver.

Oh, and the gallbladder.

Maybe you should sit down.
You don't need to...

No, I'm fine.

Now for the tongue.

[sighs]

[grunts]

So how long does Mom have
to cook?

Um, I'm not really sure,

but I think we'll know
when it's done.

Cool.

[stew splashes]

Now for the ribs.

Here goes.

[knocking]

Don't worry.

I'll check and see
who it is before I let them in.

You okay?

[sighs] It's just
not that easy being pregnant,

cutting up your mom, and
waiting for someone to kill you.

(Monroe)
Honey, it's Nick and Hank.

We'll be in the basement.

Look, it's not the trailer,

but there's plenty of room,
at least.

So what are we looking for?

(Hank)
Serial killers.

(Monroe) Ah, that's a
nice change of pace.

Anyone in particular?

(Nick)
Jack the Ripper.

Or somebody like him.

(Jack)
Hello, love.

What do you want?

(Jack) I'm looking for
something special,

what a Kehrseite
wouldn't understand,

something wild.

[low growl]

(Jack)
Just what I had in mind.

Wild costs extra.

(Jack)
You're more than worth it, love.

Now, my friends call me Jack.

I could be your friend.

(Jack)
Well, I'd like that, Heidi.

Do I know you?

(Jack)
I've been watching you.

And you've been talking to
the police, haven't you, love?

[gasping]

[Jack grunts]

(Monroe)
Wait a minute.

I think I might
actually have something here.

This is from the Luxembourg
Peasant's Revolt of 1798.

Check this out.

"During the chaos
of the bloody conflict,

"I continue to patrol
the streets at night,

"where Blutbaden
from the surrounding countryside

had come to feed on refugees."

Now, let me just clarify here:

My family never
did the refugee thing.

Just for the record.

"Having killed two Blutbaden
in a fortnight,."

"I was somewhat surprised
to discover several bodies"

"of young girls
whom I knew to be Wesen"

"with their throats slit
and their stomachs cut open."

"Normally, I
would not get involved

"in Wesen-on-Wesen kills,

"but the sheer brutality
made me curious.

Was this the work
of another Grimm?"

- Well, was it?
- I don't know.

(Monroe) The rest of the
page is burned off.

Let me see if there's more.

Uh, "Later, came upon
a soldier killing one"

"of the town's prostitutes
and removing various organs.

"For what purpose,

"I still do not know,
for when I cornered the soldier,

"he did not woge.

"Yet, there was something
in his eyes,

"as if the Devil himself
had taken hold of him.

"At that moment, I knew
what I had to do, Wesen or not.

"And even as I plunged
my sword into him,

he smiled as if death
meant nothing to him."

"Taken hold of him"?

Does this mean the soldier
is the killer?

Or something was making
him do the killings.

You mean the old "Devil
made me do it" defense?

Come on.

That is, like,
a classic Wesen excuse.

[bones grinding]

(Adalind)
That's the last rib.

(Rosalee)
Okay.

Perfect.

Did you find anything?

Yeah.

And it's a little unnerving.

Nick thinks the killer
who did the killing

wasn't actually the killer

who did the killing because
the killing was done by a killer

who'd been dead a long time.

Seriously?

According to the books,
Jack the Ripper might have been

around a hell of a lot
longer than anybody thought.

Ooh.

That really does
not smell very good.

I think is has got
to be almost ready, don't you?

Oh, Nick.
She's gonna faint.

Whoa! Adalind!

- I...
- You need to lie down.

No, I need to finish
reducing the potion.

No.

You need to stay right here.

Adalind, I've got this.

Thanks.

Okay.

Okay.

I think it's boiled down by now.

Yeah.

[ominous music swells]

Whoa.

I think it's done.

Did you see the skull?

- Uh-huh.
- Yes.

(Adalind) Then all we
have to do is strain it.

[cell phone rings]

Wu, I'm putting you on speaker.

Nick, we got another body,
same M.O.

(Nick)
Where?

Under the Broadway Bridge
across from Union Station.

We're sealing off the area.
It's the roommate.

(Wu)
The one we talked to.

We're on our way.

You good here?

Loosely speaking.

What?

Nick has got
to be going crazy right now.

Maybe we should contact Trubel.

That's probably not a bad idea.

(Wu) M.E.'s on her way,
but just like her friend,

one slice to the throat,
abdomen cut open.

So it's either
the same Jack copycat

or a copycat of the copycat.

What about the possession thing?

What possession thing?

I've been getting hourly calls
from the Mayor's Office

wanting to know what the hell
we're doing about this.

Is it the same?

Yeah.

Do we have any leads?

Nothing we can share
with the press.

Share it with me.

Well, it's possible we're
dealing with something very old.

What kind of something?

Well, first reference is 100
years before Jack the Ripper.

Several similarly mutilated
women.

The killer
was supposedly a soldier.

He was killed,
but 100 years later,

the murders started again

and were blamed
on Jack the Ripper.

And everyone
that's killed the same way

was blamed on a copycat.

But what if it's not a copycat?

Well, I'm not taking
that to the press.

Look, whoever's doing
this is flesh and blood.

Find him.

How are we supposed to book a
killer who's over 300 years old?

(Nick)
We have to find him first.

I think it's just
getting started.

I think that's all of it.

It looks like water.

Won't taste like it.

[bell jingles]

- Ugh.
- How'd it go?

(Adalind)
It's done.

- That's it?
- Yep, it's pure now.

Now all we have to do
is get Juliette to take it.

Oh, that'll be a snap,
'cause, you know,

the last time she took something
we gave her, boy,

that worked out
like gangbusters.

And if she thinks Adalind
had anything to do with it,

she'll never take it.

Unless she knows it works.

How are we gonna know that?

It only works on Hexenbiest.

That's why I'm
gonna take it first.

If it works me,
it'll work on her.

- You can't.
- Yeah, I don't have a choice.

If she stays a Hexenbiest,
I'm dead.

Ooh!

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[gasping]

[shuddering]
God.

How do you feel?

Like I just drank my mother.

How long before
we know if stuff is,

you know, doing anything?

Mm.

Not too long.

I think I want to sit down.
Mm.

(Nick)
Why, what's going on?

(Adalind)
You better hold me down.

(Nick)
What?

(Adalind)
All of you, just hold me down.

(Nick)
Okay.

Oh, God.
Here it comes.

[growling]

Don't let go!

[moaning]

[shrieking]

[wailing]

[bed shaking]

Monroe, the jar!

Oh, my God!

[dramatic music, rumbling]

[gasps]

[rumbling]

[glass shattering]

[dramatic music swells]

♪ ♪

I have a pulse.

Good.

She's warm.

What happened?

Well, things
got a little intense.

Mm.
Yeah, they did.

Did I hear somebody scream?

Yeah.
That would be you.

Oh.

That's why it sounded so close.

[all speaking at once]

No, I need to sit up.

Well, I guess we should see
if it worked.

I think you should
just lie down.

No, Nick.

I need to know
if this made a difference.

You all better stand back.
Just in case.

(Monroe) All right.
Just stand back.

[Adalind sighs]

[soft music]

♪ ♪

Well, I...

I guess I'm good.

Now all you need is Juliette.

(Juliette)
Nick's house.

It's a two-story house:

two bedrooms upstairs,

a front door and then
a door through the kitchen

and then the garage
is on that side.

(Kenneth)
Here?

Mr. Stevenson.
He works for the phone company.

He lives alone.
His wife died.

His daughter lives in Phoenix.

The Clemens.

They're both in their 70s,
retired.

They've lived there forever.
They mostly stay at home.

(Kenneth)
And this one?

Peter and Dana Greene.

They moved
in about two years ago.

They have two young boys,
around 5 and 7.

- And here?
- Renters.

I don't know who they are.

How many?

Three.

Well, you know what they say.

Three's a charm.

I've done a lot of bad things,

but I-I-I didn't know that was
gonna happen to Juliette.

Get some sleep.

Nick.

When this works for her,
what happens to our baby?

No one's gonna
take him from me this time.

What happens now?

- You keep her here.
- Right, right.

I... I can do that.

But eventually the wife and kids
are gonna be coming back and I...

As soon as it's done,
I'll find someplace for her.

Right.

Okay.

I think
I should stick around tonight,

just in case.

- Just in case what?
- We don't know.

- That's why I'm staying.
- Oh, right, right.

Yeah,
that's probably a good idea.

- Just in case.
- Get some sleep.

[sighs]

[line trilling]

[phone buzzing]

It's Nick.

Pining for you, is he?

I doubt it.

No, no, no, no.

Let him twist a little more.

Suffering's good for the soul.

(Juliette) Hi, you've reached Juliette.
Leave a message.

[voice mail beeps]

Juliette, we need to talk.

It's important.
There's something that can help.

Call me.

[phone clatters]

Now, at this moment,
there are no suspects.

However, we are putting
the full force

of the department
behind this investigation.

Mr. Mayor.

I want to add
that I have complete confidence

in our police that they
will quickly find this killer

and that they will bring
him to justice.

And rest assured,

I am putting all our resources
behind this investigation.

(woman) Is this a Jack
the Ripper copycat?

(man)
He's using the same methods.

I mean, have you found
any connection to other victims?

(woman) What are you doing to
keep women off the street?

(woman)
Jack was left-handed.

Is this guy left-handed?

I want to assure the citizens
of Portland

that the police
are doing everything we can.

(man) Have there been any notes?
Jack the Rip...

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[gasping, groaning]

♪ ♪

I need to see you right away.

No, no.
It can't wait.

But then, when?

♪ ♪

[clears throat]

[knocking]

Sean.
What's wrong?

Something's happening to me.

You were shot again?

No.

This is from
when I was shot before.

It's the same wounds.

They were healed.
Then they just started bleeding.

It's happened over and over.

Has anyone else seen this?

I went to see a doctor.

I had an MRI.
I had a CAT scan.

They say there's
nothing wrong with me,

but there is something
wrong with me!

Okay.
I need you to sit down.

Have there been any dreams?

Yeah.

I keep reliving the moment
I was shot.

And then I wake up and I...

I have this dream that something
is reaching for me.

[screaming]

And I've had blackouts.

And where are you
when that happens?

I don't know.

I keep waking up
in these strange places...

In a pool, at a fountain,

in my... my bathtub.

- Always around water?
- Yeah.

I just... I just don't know
how I got there!

Okay.
I need you to calm down.

Look, c-can you help me
or not?

I don't know.
It's gonna take some time.

No, I don't have time!

I don't even know
why I came here!

This is a complete waste!

Sean!

I need you come back!

(Hank)
This is where we are.

Bodies have been
found here and here,

so we're gonna need
extra police presence

in all places known
for sex trafficking.

All right? Thank you.

Let's get on it.
All right, man, where you been?

Things are heating up
around here.

I've tried Juliette
I don't know how many times.

So you haven't spoken
to her yet?

No.
She's done with me.

I'm not gonna
leave another message.

You gonna get that?

Burkhardt.

(Juliette)
Nick.

Juliette.

(Juliette) Sorry it's taken me
so long to get back to you.

I've been really busy.

Juliette, we found a way
to help you.

Help me?

Really?

(Nick) Yeah. We
have a suppressant.

A suppressant?

We tested it, and it will work.

I thought you said
there wasn't a cure.

Rosalee and Henrietta
both said...

I know, but this can help.

Juliette, this will work.

Just come to the Spice Shop.

Monroe, Rosalee,
and... and I have found something.

When?

Now?

Okay.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

[lock clicks]

[hissing]

(Jack)
♪ Some say the Devil's dead ♪

♪ The Devil's dead ♪

♪ The Devil's
dead ♪

♪ Some say the Devil is dead ♪

♪ And buried in White Chapel ♪

♪ Some say he rose again ♪

♪ Some say
he rose again ♪

She's here.

Juliette.

Hey, Monroe.

Rosalee. Hank.

Nick.

Anybody else?

Juliette, we all know this is...
It's a little bit awkward,

but, really,
it's for the right reason.

Fixing me?

Yes.

Such good friends.

But how did this happen,

this special medicine?

How did you suddenly
figure it out?

The books.

From the trailer?

I guess I went a little
overboard when I found out

that whore was pregnant
with a little Grimm.

Juliette, this will work.

So that means
you've tried it on, what,

a Fuchsbau?

No.
A Blutbad?

I doubt it.

Wouldn't that mean you'd have
to try it on a Hexenbiest

to make sure it works?

Juliette, take it.
And we can...

Oh, it's "we" again?

Look, Juliette,

we're just trying to help
you get back what you lost.

Take it.

Please.

Well, all right.

Let's just get this over with.

Juliette, stop.

Do I look like
I need anybody's help?

No, Juliette!
It's all we've got!

[yelps]

[glass shatters]

[growls]

[grunts]

[gun clatters]

[Monroe and Rosalee gasping]

When are you all gonna learn
that I like who I am?

Well, we don't.

[hisses]

Well, that's just too damn bad.

You made me.
Now get used to it.

[ominous music]

- Nick.
- Oh, my God.

♪ ♪

She's doing it.

♪ ♪

(Rosalee)
What are you doing?

No!

- I've got no control!
- No!

Nick!

Let go of the gun!

I can't stop it!

[gunshot]