Grimm (2011–2017): Season 6, Episode 2 - Trust Me Knot - full transcript

- Previously on "Grimm"...
- Arrest him.

- Black Claw wiped out HW.

- Which way?
- She went after Bonaparte.

- We used the stick
to heal her.

- And then she woged
and had some kind of seizure.

- You're feeling stuff.
- No.

- They believed that if you
took a pure soul with you,

you could trade your way
into eternal afterlife.

- I saw these symbols
on his face

when I was there...
and also on the cloth.

- I can't see
what you're seeing.

- Somebody made me
kill Bonaparte.

- She was Renard's
campaign PR person.

- Captain Renard's fingerprints
are all over that place.

- Captain thinks Burkhardt

killed these two cops
when he was busted out.

We just put out an APB on him
with a shoot-to-kill order.

- I'm on the run.
I need a place to hide.

- They know about Bud.

They put a BOLO out
on his truck.

It's in front of his shop.

- They're watching it, Nick.

You got to get out
of there now.

- We're in position, sir.
- Take them down.

[dramatic music]

♪

- This is Alpha Team.
In position.

♪

- Stand by.

♪

- They're coming.
- What are we gonna do?

- Truck's clear.

- Roger that.

- Let's take 'em on.
- Rosalee's pregnant.

- Bro!
- Sorry.

- Whoa, you're pregnant?

- Right now?

Oh, my God,
that's wonderful!

I mean, it would be if we...

- That's great news.

I'm so sorry
I dragged you guys into this.

[indistinct radio chatter]

Everybody into the back now.

I'm gonna turn myself in.

- No, Nick, you can't.
- No.

- We're in position.
Are we clear to move in?

[siren wailing]

- We're ready to execute.

Repeat.
We are ready to execute.

Do you copy?

[indistinct radio chatter]

- You two are
in the wrong place.

I told you
to stay out of this.

- Sean Renard,
you are under arrest...

- You can't arrest me.
- For the murder of Rachel Wood.

- Surrender your weapon
and your badge.

- Like hell I will.

- What the hell
are you guys doing?

- Do not interfere
with this arrest.

- What the hell is going on?

- Oh, you're not coming back
from this.

Execute your mission.
- You are relieved of command.

You are no longer
giving orders.

You have the right
to remain silent.

- Arrest these men!
- Stay out of it, guys!

This is a capital crime.

- Nick, you are not
giving yourself up.

- Then what do we do?

- They're coming in here.

I don't want anyone
to get hurt.

Now move out of my way.

♪

- There's a fugitive
in that building.

Take it down!

- Ignore him.
He's no longer in command.

♪

- Now what?

- Clear to move.

[thudding]

♪

- Nobody move.
Hands up. Hands up!

- I'm Nick Burkhardt.

I'm the one you want.

- We have Burkhardt
in custody.

- Roger that.

- Turn around.

[indistinct radio chatter]

What the hell is this?

♪

- Maybe they shouldn't have
tried to take that from you.

- SERT team leader, status?

- What a mess.

- You better think
about what you're doing.

- We're doing our job.

- You're not helping
Burkhardt.

I suggest you
take me back now.

- We're not taking you back.
You're under arrest.

- Burkhardt's a dead man.

- Whatever happens to Nick
is gonna happen to you.

- What's taking so long?

They should have brought out
Burkhardt by now.

- What's the status?

Report in.

[gunshots, woman screams]

- Holy crap.

- Burkhardt got away!

Going south on Milwaukee.
We are in pursuit.

- Close off Milwaukee.
Set up a perimeter.

[sirens wailing]

[indistinct yelling]

[exciting music]

♪

- We can't go far.
We're gonna have to dump it.

- And you got to get
out of sight.

- I can't stay with anybody
who knows me.

- The tunnels.
Dude, it's the safest place.

- I can't get back
to the tunnels without

going through the loft,
and they're watching the loft.

- No! We found a way out.
- What?

- Rosalee and me--
it's, like, a little trapdoor

down by the railroad tracks.

You'd never see it
unless you knew it was there.

- How do I find it?

- It's, like, a couple blocks
from the loft.

I'll draw you a map.

- You and Rosalee need
to get back to the spice shop.

You shouldn't be
anywhere near me right now.

[dramatic music]

♪

[tense music]

.

- You really think
this is gonna go anywhere?

- We take our job
seriously, Captain.

- Yes, I appreciate
your dedication, really,

but don't you think you're
making a pretty big mistake?

- You were arrested for
the murder of Rachel Wood.

Where were you the night
she was murdered?

- I don't know
when she was murdered.

- You didn't seem surprised
when we told you.

- I did not kill Rachel Wood.
- But you knew she was dead.

And you were
in her apartment.

Your fingerprints
are all over it.

- Including the bedroom.

- Now, why don't you tell us
about your relationship

with your public
relations manager?

- Now, if you think
that going after me

is somehow gonna help Burkhardt,
then you two might want

to reconsider a career
in law enforcement.

- Now, we know
your relationship with her

was more than professional.

- We can put you
at the scene of the crime, sir.

- And give you motive.

- Oh, well, I can't wait
to hear what that might be.

- You were running for mayor.

You wanted to present
a happy family.

The woman you were
having an affair with

threatens to blackmail you,

endanger your
political ambitions.

So you kill her.

- Seems like that'd be pretty
easy for a jury to understand.

- This will never go to trial,
and you know it.

- Then if you didn't
kill her, who did?

The only person we can
place there is you.

- Rachel's dead.

Suffocated to death in her bed,

and it wasn't an accident

or something
a normal person could do.

- I didn't think she was capable
at such a young age, but...

- Tell us where you were
last night.

- I was with
my campaign adviser.

- Name.

- Think carefully
about what you're doing.

- Name.

- [growls]

You gonna take this
to trial?

- Name.

- Conrad Bonaparte.
- Where can we find him?

- He left the country.

- And you with no alibi.

- I'm calling my lawyer.

[cell phone ringing]

- Hello?

- Will you accept
a collect call

from Sean Renard
at the Portland precinct jail?

- I guess.
- Adalind.

- What's going on?

- I've been arrested
for murder.

- Really?
Who'd you kill?

- I didn't kill anybody.

- Well, who do they think
you killed?

- Rachel Wood.
- Oh.

- Yeah.

So listen to me very closely.

I need you to get somebody
to watch the kids

and get down here right away.

- Why?

- Because you're gonna
get me out of here.

[tense music]

♪

- This isn't right, Captain.

Anything you need,
let me know.

- Get me a phone.

♪

- How long can we
keep him in there?

- I don't know--
no bail on a murder case,

but he's got
a lot of connections.

- What happens if he gets out?
- Not good for us.

- If he comes after me,
I'm telling you now,

one of us is not
walking away from it.

- I know how you feel.
- All right, yeah.

I'll call you back.

Hey, you want to tell me
what the hell is going on?

- Where's Nick?
- I don't know. He got away.

- How'd he do that?
- You tell me.

When we found
the SERT team,

they were unconscious
on the floor.

Nick was gone; not one of 'em
knew what happened.

The SERT team leader woke up
in the truck six miles away,

has no idea
how he got there.

None of it makes any sense,

including you arresting
the captain.

What was that about?

- Just going where
the evidence takes us.

- Well, I'm glad it wasn't me
who had to arrest him,

but if you get a line
on Burkhardt,

tell him to turn himself in.
[phone rings]

Because next time,
they're gonna shoot first.

- Griffin.
- Hank, it's me.

- Trubel, where are you?

- We're going back
to the tunnels

through the way Monroe found.

Yeah, we need you
to come out here.

Go through the loft,
and if anybody's watching,

they'll just think
you're looking for him.

- All right.
Put it on speaker.

Nick's got to hear this.

- Yeah?
- We arrested Renard.

Tell you about it later.

At least he's off
the street for a while.

- They arrested Renard?
Whoa!

He can't be too happy
about that.

- He's not, but I am.

- Uh, sure we're not
being followed, right?

- They can't be following us.
They don't know where we are.

- Well, they know
where I work.

It's not gonna take 'em long
to figure out where I live.

What am I gonna tell my wife?

- Nothing until we figure out
what they know.

- Hey!
Hey, that could be it.

- That looks like
an old furnace door.

♪

- Without a furnace.
- This has got to be it.

.

- My wife is gonna
miss me eventually,

and I'm gonna miss her.

I mean, how long you think we're
gonna have to live down here?

- I don't know, Bud.

- Well, maybe it's just better
if she thinks I'm dead.

- Why would she think
you're dead, Bud?

- Well, I'm missing,
aren't I?

Oh, God, you think
they're in danger?

Could they try to get to you
through me through them?

- We'll have someone reach out
to your wife and kids, Bud,

but they might want

to leave Portland
for a little while.

- Oh, my God, if anything
were to happen to my family--

- Bud, as soon
as we're done here,

we'll make sure
they're all right.

- Okay.
Okay.

- I feel sorry for Rosalee
getting pregnant right now,

with everything
that's going on.

- When has there been
a good time?

How are you feeling?

- Different...

and the same, like...

like there's two of me.

It's very confusing.

- A lot is.

- Nick, I'm gonna need you
to give me that cloth.

I want to take it to Rosalee.

- Why?

- After everything
that happened to us,

we need to know what it is
and where it came from.

The answer might be
on the cloth.

- I'm not sure that it is.

- We need to find out
where its power comes from

before it kills one of us.

[dark music]

♪

[bell jingles]

- Watch it.

I didn't see anybody.

Did you see anybody?
- No.

- Doesn't mean
they're not there.

[door closes]

Boy, oh, boy, I'm gonna need
a lot of glue.

So...

should we just
open up shop,

act like nothing's wrong?

- Or keep it closed
and act like we're paranoid?

- Well, aren't we?
- I don't know.

I'm trying very hard
not to be.

I don't want our baby to be born
full of tension, thank you.

- No, you're right.
You're right. I'm sorry.

Okay.

We'll just open up shop

like it's any normal day.

[phone ringing]

- Spice & Tea.
- Hey, it's Adalind.

Got a minute?
I kind of need a favor.

- Sure, what?

- Can I bring the kids by
the shop for a couple of hours?

There's something
I have to do,

and I don't trust my kids
with anybody else.

Except for Nick,
but I don't know where he is,

and I'm just too afraid
to contact him.

- Yes. Bring them over.
- Great.

Thank you.
We'll be there soon.

- Okay.
- "Bring them over"?

Who's them?
- Kelly and Diana.

Adalind wants us to watch them.
- Whoa, wait a minute, Diana?

You mean the one who, like,
beamed herself into Nick's loft?

You sure that's
such a good idea?

- If Adalind didn't think
it was a good idea,

she wouldn't bring them over.

They're her children.
- Okay, fine, whatever you say.

But if Diana,
like, disappears,

we can't be held
accountable.

That's all I'm saying.

[ominous music]

♪

[touch-tones beeping]

[cell phone ringing]

♪

- Hello?
- It's me.

We have a problem.

- Well, where are you?
- In jail.

I've been arrested for murder.

- What?
- They have evidence.

It puts me at the scene.

- So you knew the victim?
- Yeah.

- Well, that complicates it.

- I know. Now un-complicate it.

[metallic clatter]

[dark music]

♪

[gunshot]

.

[soft dramatic music]

- Nick, we need answers.

- This isn't a good idea.

- You went all the way
to Germany to find this thing.

What's stopping you now?

- I'm not sure.

- Nick, we got to find out
what's going on with this.

- I saw this one,
this one, and this one.

- I can't see
what you're seeing.

- Yeah, I couldn't see it
either.

- I didn't see them
until I touched the body

in the spice shop.

- That was fun.

Didn't think
she was coming back.

- A dead guy touched you.

How is that possible
if he's, you know, dead?

- Death grip.

That's what Rosalee
called it, anyway.

- "Death grip"
does not sound good.

How did you get out of it?

- Rosalee cut
the dead guy's arm off.

- Oh, well, yeah,
I guess that could do it.

- You have to be
very careful with that.

- I will be.

You need to be careful too.

I don't think you should be

carrying the stick around
all the time.

- It's the only reason
I'm alive.

- Yeah.
It's powerful.

But we don't know
where that power comes from.

- I don't think that matters.
- It does matter.

Look what happened
when those guys

tried to take the stick
away from you.

It acted defensively,
like it was connected to you.

That's different
from what it did to Monroe

or me
or you when you were shot.

- Nick, maybe she's right.

You know, maybe--
- Look.

I wouldn't be here
if it wasn't for the stick.

So I think I should be the one

who decides when not
to use it.

- Well, there's no risk
for you down here,

so I don't see how it would hurt
to put it away for a while...

if you can.

- Happy?

- We should get going.

♪

- You were shot?

[pounding]

- Shouldn't we have
some games or something?

You know what?

I'm gonna go out
and get some toys.

- It's gonna be fine.
- You don't know that.

Diana is the offspring
of a full-on Hexenbiest

and a half Zauberbiest,

and Kelly is the son of the same
Hexenbiest and a Grimm.

I'm sorry,
but that is a big,

weird gene pool
to just be diving into.

Oh, hi.
Hello.

- Hi.

Thanks so much
for helping us out.

- Of course.
Hi, Diana.

I'm glad we finally
get a chance to meet.

I'm Rosalee,
and this is Monroe.

- Hi.
- I know.

I saw both of you
with Kelly's daddy.

- That's right; that was pretty
impressive what you did,

just appearing like that
out of the blue.

- Why?

- Oh, um,
just 'cause most people

can't really do
that sort of thing.

- What is all this stuff?

- Just a bunch of herbs
and spices.

- Kelly's still asleep.

Do you mind if I just put him
in the back room?

- Sure.
Let's find a cozy spot.

- So...okay.

Um...

you want to see some
of the herbs and spices?

- Uh-huh.
- Hey, you like cinnamon?

We got some cinnamon sticks
right over here.

You know where
cinnamon comes from?

- Do you?
- Actually, I do.

Uh, it comes
from the inner bark

of several trees
of the genus Cinnamomum.

Now, this bark contains
certain oils that provide the--

[eerie music]

♪

[chuckles]

- Thank you so much
for doing this.

- I can't even imagine
what you're going through,

considering what's going on.

- Sean's been arrested.
- What?

- Yeah. For murder.

- I'm--I'm surprised.

Not that he murdered
somebody

but that he was
arrested for it.

Was it Bonaparte?

- No, Rachel Wood.
- He killed his own mistress?

- It's complicated, but he
wants me to get him out of it.

- How?

- I don't know, but
I'll be back as soon as I can.

Bye.

- Okay.

You are so lucky
Nick is your dad.

- [cooing]

- You okay?
- What?

- It seems like you're,
you know, a little antsy.

Not that you shouldn't be antsy
with all that's been going on.

Uh, God knows I'm antsy.

- They were wrong.
- Who? Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Nick, Nick, Nick,
what are you doing?

What are you doing?

- It should be with me.
- Uh, Nick, Nick, Nick.

I-I don't think
that's such a good idea.

You know,
and it's not just me...

[voice distorting]

[dark music]

Look, look, look,
Nick, Nick,

I just think, you know,

too much
of a good thing is...

is not a good thing.

♪

Oh!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I--you know, I think you did
the right thing there.

- We got to move.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

- I hope my baby
is as cute as you are.

Yes.

- I, uh...

a little help out here,
maybe, with Diana.

- What's wrong?

- I think you just--

I think
you need to see it.

- Okay.

[eerie tinkling music]

♪

- Oh.

♪

- Do you like it?

- Oh, yeah.

It's--it's so--
it's so beautiful,

but, um...

you need to be very careful
with these things.

They can all break.

- I know. Look.

[shimmering tone]

- Oh!
- Want to see another one?

- No, no, no, that was plenty.
That was great.

- I think we should
put them all back now.

I can help you,
if you want.

- No, I can do it.
- Are you sure?

- So what do you
want to do now?

- Uh...

[door opens, bell chimes]

- Adalind's here?

- No, she just needed someone
to watch the kids.

- I know you.

You're a friend
of Kelly's daddy.

- Yeah.
I am.

And I know you.

You're Diana.

- I know you too.

You're different now.

- Yes.

- Everything okay?

- We need to find out
more about this.

- Yes.
Okay, let's do that.

- Are you just...

leaving me up here?

All alone?

- You're not alone.

I'm here.

What do you want me
to do now?

- Never thought
I'd see this.

- Well, enjoy it
while you can.

- What do you want from me?
- A little help.

- And what kind of help
would that be?

- Well, ironically,
I don't have an alibi

for the night
Rachel was killed.

- Where were you?
- I was killing Bonaparte.

- Oh, well,
that is awkward.

- But we both know
I didn't kill Rachel.

- What do you want me to do?

Turn in our daughter
so you can get out of this?

- No, you're gonna
get me out of this.

- How?

- You're gonna be my alibi.

We were together all night.
I never left the house.

- You expect me
to be your alibi

for a murder
you didn't commit

because you were actually
murdering the person

who was your alibi?

- Basically, yeah.

Shouldn't be too hard.

- Unless I perjure myself

and I end up going to jail.

Let me tell you something:
I have two kids to take care of.

- I'm not going to jail
for a murder I did not commit.

- Why not?

You're not going to jail
for one you did commit.

- You owe me.

- I owe my children,
and if I have to choose

between me going to jail
and you going to jail,

good luck with the grand jury.

[dramatic music]

.

[dark music]

♪

[metallic clatter]

[soft footsteps]

[tense music]

♪

- Hey.

- Oh!
Oh, thank God it's you guys.

You never know what you're
gonna meet down here.

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Thanks for what you did.

- We tried to stop Renard.

How the hell did you
get out of there?

- It was unbelievable.
It was that stick thing.

Talk about talking softly
and carrying a big stick.

They tried
to take it from him,

and it was like they got hit
with a bolt of lightning.

- Seriously?
- Something like that.

What'd you charge Renard with?

- The murder
of Rachel Wood.

Her body was found
on her bed,

wrapped in a sheet,
smothered to death.

- Renard's fingerprints
were all over the place.

- Well, did he do it?
- He says he didn't.

But we've got enough
to take it to grand jury.

- I think we got enough to take
this son of a bitch down.

- But I'm still on the run.

- Well, at least we got him
off your back for a while.

- That's not good enough.

We need to get him
to drop the charges against me.

- Good idea,
but how you gonna do that?

That guy is a dick.

- We don't bring him down.
We let him go.

- What the hell
are you talking about?

- Renard doesn't want to go
to jail any more than I do,

so we need to talk.

- You think you can
trust him, Nick?

- No, but I trust his need
to destroy me.

- Is there anything I can do?

- Well, you've done enough.

Why don't you just
go back home?

- Okay, okay,
but if you need me,

I'm willing to spend
the rest of my life down here

in this tunnel,
if that's what it takes.

- Uh, what about your wife?
- Oh, yeah.

Yeah, she probably
wouldn't like

living down here that much.

But the kids sure would.

- Be advised, APB is still out
on Detective Burkhardt.

[cell phone rings]

He is to be considered
armed and dangerous.

- Hello?
- Hey, it's me.

- Oh, hey, where are you?
Wait, don't tell me.

- I need your help
with something.

Where are you?

- Uh, actually,
I'm in your precinct.

- Can you talk?
- I think so.

- I need to make a deal
with somebody who I don't trust.

- Oh, you need a Trust Me Knot.

It's not a not-not.

It's a knot with a K,
like you tie with a rope.

- And how does that work?
- It's pretty simple, actually.

Whoever signs
the Trust Me Knot has to do

what they promise,
or they choke to death,

like a hangman's knot
around their neck.

I can do one for you.

- Can you do it now?

- Uh, yeah.

Let me just grab
a couple things,

and where should I meet you?

- Where you first told me
you loved me.

- Okay.

- Now what?

- Somebody doesn't think
you belong here.

- Let's go.

- Where?

- You're looking for Burkhardt.
He's looking for you.

- I assume you have
the proper paperwork

for transferring a prisoner?

- Probably not.
- Don't worry.

We're not gonna kill you.

Turn around.

Guard?

[elevator whirring]

- Hell of a déjà vu.

- Glad you could make it.

- Well, I can't pass up
such an invitation.

Just so you know,
if I wind up missing or dead,

you're suspect number one.

- You're no good to me dead.

- I tried to convince him
otherwise, but--

- We have enough evidence
to convince the grand jury

to put you on trial
for her murder.

- I did not kill Rachel Wood.

- Your fingerprints
were at the crime scene,

and you have no alibi
for that night.

- He has an alibi.

Me.

I know where he was
and what he was doing.

But if I testify that you were
killing Bonaparte at the time,

that might complicate
both of our lives even more.

- But that's not why we're here.
- We're here to help you.

- And how do you suggest
we do that?

- You drop all
of the charges against me.

- And reinstate him
into the department.

- And we give you an alibi

that'll work for the night
Rachel was killed.

- You have an alibi in mind?
- Adalind.

- Little late for that.
Already tried.

She turned me down.

- She didn't turn me down.

- Well, she'll have
to testify.

- She will.

- Look, even if she doesn't,
I don't believe she will.

I'm not dropping
the charges against you

until I'm cleared
by a grand jury.

- And Adalind
won't be testifying

until we have a guarantee

that you will drop
the charges against me.

- So how do we get around this
little mutual distrust of ours?

- A Trust Me Knot.

- You really get around,
don't you?

- Take his cuffs off.

He's gonna need
his hands for this.

You know how this works?

- Sort of.

- Take it.

This is a blood oath.

Whoever breaks it first
will die.

You, Nick Burkhardt,
agree that I will testify

at the grand jury
on Sean Renard's behalf.

And you, Sean Renard, agree
that once my testimony is given,

you will drop all charges
against Nick Burkhardt

and reinstate him.

Agreed?
- Agreed.

- Agreed?

- Agreed.

[tense music]

♪

- Si fides solvitur
nodus interficit.

If the trust is broken,

the knot will kill.

- Well, don't want
to be breaking that.

- Maybe you should just
try it on the corner.

In case something happens,
we don't destroy it.

- Why don't we try it on a
different piece of cloth first?

- Yeah.
Probably a good idea.

- So far, so good.

- Sorry that took me so long.

- No problem.
He was an angel.

What did Renard want?

- For me to be his alibi.
- What did you tell him?

- That I wouldn't do it.
- I bet that went over well.

- Well, we sort of made a deal.
- A deal with Renard?

About what?

- Nick.
He's on his way over.

- They're still
looking for him.

- He knows.

He's taking
the long way around.

This looks really old.
What are you trying to do?

- It's an ancient cloth
that has some writing on it,

and we're trying to read it.

- Without destroying it.

- We used a spectral
imaging machine,

but we can only make out
a few letters.

- Yeah, one of the words
is "miracle,"

and the other is, like,
"dangerous" or "perilous."

- What are you using?

- Well, since it's so old,

we were starting
with a mix of phenolphthalein

and red cabbage water.

- If the ink
is ammonium-based...

- It'll turn pink
and become more legible.

- That's the theory.

- Maybe it's not enough?

- Wait, something's happening.

[cloth sizzling]

- Okay, clearly not
ammonia-based.

- Mommy, I thought
we were going to go.

- We are.
Just one second.

- Not that we wouldn't be happy
to have you a little longer.

- What are you doing?

- I'm just trying to help
Rosalee and Eve see something.

- See something where?

- On this really old
piece of cloth.

- It has some writing on it,

and we're having
a tough time seeing it.

- Can I try?
- Oh, honey, it's really old.

And we should get going.

[whimsical music]

- I can see it.

♪

- What can you see?

- Lots of stuff.

.

[whimsical music]

- Can you tell us what you see?

- Little pictures
and some strange writing.

- How many little pictures?
- All over it.

- You can see more
than just what's here?

- Uh-huh.

[door opens, footsteps tapping]

- Nick. Are you okay?
- Yeah.

I just wanted to make sure
I wasn't being followed.

- Nick, Diana can see
something on the cloth.

- What?
- Strange drawings and pictures.

- You're the one my mom
wanted me to talk to.

- Thank you for helping us.
- You're Kelly's daddy.

- I am,
and you're his sister.

- I like him.

He doesn't talk much.

- Can you draw
what you're seeing?

- Sure.

[cell phone ringing]

- Here.

- It's HW.
- In Portland?

- Not anymore.

I'm here.

No, this isn't a good time
for me to...

When?

Yeah, I understand that.
It's just--

Okay, okay.

Nick, I'm leaving Portland
in four hours.

- Where?
- I'll know when I get there.

- What about me?
- Didn't say anything about you.

Just Grimms.
They want you to come with me.

- I'm sorry, you guys,
but you got to look at this.

It's like some kind
of weird symbol-filled

equation-esque,
kind of hieroglyphic-y,

astrological cornucopia
of something

I've run out of words for.

- I've never seen
anything like this.

- Me neither.

- Check it out on the computer.

♪

- Man.

I just had
a really awful thought.

What if our evidence
against Renard is too strong

and they take it to trial?

- Then the deal is off,
and Nick is screwed.

- You're not helping.

- There are no witnesses,

and Adalind's alibi
should clear him.

- Okay,
she's believable, right?

- Well, when you're that pretty,
people want to believe you.

[phone rings]

Griffin.

What? When?

You got to be kidding me.

- What?
- Yeah, yeah.

We'll be there.

They're convening the grand jury
for Renard in two hours.

- Two hours?

It takes three days
to convene a grand jury.

- But they're making
an exception for Renard,

considering he's a police
captain and a mayor-elect.

- Okay.
We got to call Nick.

- Whatever these symbols are,
I don't think they're numerical.

I can't find them anywhere.

- Maybe we're looking
in the wrong place.

- I've looked at the Babylonians
and the Egyptians,

and that's as far back
as arithmetic,

which is about
2,000 B.C., so...

- How do we know
the right place to look

if we've never
seen them before?

[cell phone chimes]
- Except in hell.

- I've got to go.

I want you to come with me.

- You know I can't.

- I know, but even
if you get out of this,

Renard's still gonna be
running the city.

It'll be bad.

- Well, someone has to stay here
and deal with it.

♪

- Hey.

You better be alive
when I get back.

[cell phone rings]

- It's Hank.

Hey, I thought we weren't

supposed to be using
our cell phones.

- We've got a bigger problem.

Where's Nick?

- Hey, what's going on?

- They're convening
the grand jury now.

We need Adalind
at the courthouse.

- What? This soon?

- Because of who he is,
they want to get it over fast.

- Okay.
I'm on my way.

All of a sudden, I'm nervous.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Ladies and gentlemen,
this court is now in session.

Please take your seats.

The grand jury
in case number 75-6574

is now convened.

Good afternoon, Ms. Hurtz.

- Good afternoon,
Judge Stancroft.

- Captain Renard,
having thoroughly reviewed

all the evidence
with the district attorney...

It is my opinion
that the evidence

clearly does not support
this case going to trial.

- Is he serious?

- He's throwing
the whole thing out.

- I thank the jury
for your service

and for convening
on such short notice.

You are dismissed.
The defendant is free to go.

- You remember
that deal we had, right?

Well, you never testified,

so the deal is off.

I'll expect your resignations
on my desk in the morning.

- That couldn't have gone
better, I don't think.

- Just be a little
more careful

where you leave
your fingerprints next time.

- I will,
and as soon as I take office,

I'm gonna clean house
in Portland.

- I hope that includes
the Grimm.

- And all his friends.
- Oh, it will.

- So the whole deal
with Renard is off?

- Yeah, what about this whole
Trust Me Knot thing?

Wasn't Renard supposed
to choke on that

if he didn't live up
to his end of the deal?

- No, because I had
to testify first

in order for Renard
to release him.

- And since she didn't testify,
the deal never happened.

- So that son of a bitch walks,
and Nick is still a fugitive.

- We were set up.
It was all a show.

- And we resign tomorrow.
- What about us?

- You're gonna have
to move back in with him.

- What? No, I hate him.
- He's coming after me.

And if you don't go back,

he's gonna be coming
after both of us.

- Bastard got everything
he wanted.

[dramatic music]

♪

- What do you need, sir?

- I want Burkhardt found.

- Yes, sir.