It is not more surprising to be born twice than once; everything in nature is resurrection.
That is actually a very pagan sentiment in that quote. The message behind it tends to get lost on the modern world a bit too much. Anyone out there who knows where the quote comes from, please tell me.
Anyway, we start off with a quick recap of the season opener, along with relevant bits from last season, such as the late, unlamented Frau Pech passing the news on the Royal baby’s existence to Renard’s inside man and Stefania helping to seal the unreadable contract with Adalind. Actually, I’m still cracking up over the latter bit … did Adalind really think that it was going to be this simple?
We start off from the senses-heightened perspective of Zombie Nick, whom I am truly feeling sorry for right now, even more so than during the awful, awful subplot he endured last season. Thankfully, Hank and Bloodhound Monroe are hot on his trail, the latter’s Bludbad nose following Nick’s scent. Of course, Monroe kind of loses his claim to his Boy Scout Track by Scent merit badge by admitting to Hank that he’s “sort of, kind of” lost Nick’s scent.
But, as Monroe says, “This is not as easy as it looks, you know. There’s a lot more out here than just Nick.” Though it might make things easier, he refuses to get on his hands and knees, due to the fact that he doesn’t have enough Big Bad Wolf in him to “move that fast” … and he doesn’t want to wash out the grass stains later from his clothes.
Pause button: Damn, man, I’ve been calling you a hippie for a while now. But what kind of hippie gives a damn about grass stains that don’t involve marijuana?! Unpause.
Monroe finally picks up the scent and the hunt resumes. Hank’s cell goes off at that moment. The Captain is calling for a status report. After getting the location (approximately one mile east of the bar), Renard lets Hank know that he and the girls are on their way. Juliette wonders about their finding Nick. Renard reassures her that they’re getting close. An officer prompts him at this point, informing him that the surveillance is down so that there is no way to ID the perp involved. Give the Cap some credit for covering Nick’s tracks. The Cap then shoots the officer a story about heading back to his precinct and to be informed if they find anything.
It’s at this point that we get to the part where our drowsy family was zeroed in on by Zombie Nick at the close of last episode. Nick nearly gets run over by a passing car as he lunges at them, giving the family ample warning that something is coming for them … fast. Unfortunately, Dad is fumbling with the keys to get the door open, even dropping them in his panic. Thankfully for all of them, he manages to get the right key out and shut the door in Nick’s face just in time.
He then orders everybody to get upstairs. He’s following them as Nick knocks in the door with his fists. Well, you gotta figure that a guy who can break out of an iron box isn’t going to have any trouble with a four-poster door, right? Dad (who name is actually ‘John’) is mentioning the fact that he has a gun upstairs to his family … oh, this is going to be ugly.
We then cut to yet another revised opening sequence, which seems to include some scenes I didn’t recognize … possibly from upcoming episodes? I gotta admit that these guys certainly keep us guessing on this part of things. The best move they ever made was getting rid of the voiceover narration that we saw in the Season two opener. And now back to our story.
Nick follows the family upstairs, a lot more nimble and focused than your stereotypical zombie. But then, Nick isn’t your stereotypical victim of zombie powder, either, is he? Reasoning that another wooden door is going to slow Nick down for all of two seconds, John gets his wife to help him put a heavy bookcase in front of it.
The bookcase in the way, John orders his family into the closet (A very bad and inappropriate joke floats in my head for just a brief moment) while he goes to get the gun he was talking about. The gun itself is locked up in an electronic lockbox, good for keeping the girls away from it but kind of bad when you’ve got your friendly neighborhood zombie literally knocking on your door. Mom finally gets her girls to quiet down … for all the good that’s likely to do when Nick gets in.
Monroe, in the meantime, has just managed to lose Nick’s scent again … really bad timing, given current events. Thankfully, the little girls’ screams from the house work better than any burglar alarm around these parts. As Hank understates it, “I think we found him.”
Nick is still trying to beat down the door when Hank and Monroe go through the pulverized one on the front stoop. They hear the noise upstairs and run up to it. Oh, did I mention that John is still fumbling with that combination to the lockbox? The really bad part? He just manages to get it open when Nick finally busts through, sending the gun flying away out of his reach. Thankfully, Nick only has time to grab John before Hank drags him off. Monroe is trying to tell his very sick best friend not to do something he’s going to regret when Hank gets batted aside. He gives Monroe a good tackle into the wall.
Hank yells at Monroe, “We gotta stop him!”
Monroe yells back, “That’s what I’m trying to do!”
Both of them tackle Nick into the wall, giving John a chance to get back up. My guess was that he was going for the gun. But, actually, by the time Nick has knocked off his buddies, John has grabbed the lockbox and given Nick a good whack to the head. It works about as well as you would expect. He sends John flying into the far wall for that little insult.
Hank declares “We’ve gotta get him out of here!” before picking a very squat, heavy-looking statuette and throwing it in Nick’s direction. Problem: Nick’s enhanced senses allow him to hear it coming and catch it with one hand.
Hank recovers from the shock of watching that little feat and yells at Nick, “That’s right … I threw it! Come and get me!”
To give his partner a prompt, he and Monroe run away from Nick. It’s certainly better than what I was thinking Hank was doing at first in terms of charging at Nick, probably not the smartest play to make against a guy who has no active nerve endings, is assaulted with sensory overload, and is a better-than-average hand-to-hand combatant.
As soon as they get downstairs, Hank tells Monroe to go out the back while he goes out the front. Oh, and John does decide to finally pick up that gun. A knocked-over lamp alerts Nick to Monroe’s exit. Monroe stupidly decides to stop and marvel at his mistake before stating the obvious: “Plan’s not working.”
Hank gets a call from the Cap as soon as he’s outside. To Renard’s question, “Have you got him?”, Hanks says, “Sort of.” He fills the Cap in on the address, 642 Birmingham Road (thoughtfully placed on the mailbox) and adds the unnecessary “Hurry” as he rings off. Monroe is screaming at Hank about what the hell they’re going to do now. They silently decide to run like hell for the nearby barn after Nick catches sight of them again.
As soon as they’re inside, Hank pulls out his Glock.
Monroe scoffs, “What, you’re going to shoot him?”
Hank answers, “Well, unless we can find a way to trap him or wound him, we don’t have much time.”
That statement prompts Monroe to point out the hayloft. They’ve just gotten to the top of it when Nick runs in. Monroe is verbally sorting through the options when some old boards pick that moment to break under his feet. Don’t need Nick’s enhanced senses to hear that racket. That’s when the light bulb goes off in Nick and Hank’s head. They’ve just found their trap.
Nick comes upstairs while the two of them step away from the empty hole. Hank pulls his Glock back out while Monroe grabs a pitchfork (seriously?!). They try talking to Nick, to punch through the poison to get to the man. No dice … he starts to charge. The boards give the rest of the way under his feet and he falls all the way back down into the horse stall below. Monroe is wondering if they killed him, but Hank says all they can do is hope. They look around for things to close him in. They settle on a heavy horse gate to bar up the hole.
Monroe and Hank fill in the Captain, Juliette and Rosalee as soon as they pull up in Renard’s ride. Further plans are delayed by John coming up with gun in hand, very obviously wanting to put a little lead to Nick’s diet. Hank uses his status as a cop and the cover story that they’ve been tracking him to get John to back off … to no avail. None of the family is hurt, thanks to John’s very prompt actions and defenses (Give this civvie some credit where it’s due), but they’re all still scared out of their minds.
To the question of “Who is he?” in terms of Nick, there is a very awkward pause around Team Nick. Renard steps in using the alias that Erik was going to plant on Nick’s “corpse” of ‘Thomas Schirach.’ Hank wants John to hand over the gun, but he ain’t giving it up. He’s about to give a speech about what’s going to happen if Nick goes near his wife and girls again when Nick starts hammering on the walls. All the bravado goes out of John at this and he runs for the house. Renard has the boys come in with him while Rosalee and Juliette stay back. Juliette’s holding the world’s most vicious syringe, which is full of the lifesaving antidote.
Hank shuts and bolts the barn door behind them as the Captain draws a breath.
Renard says, “Let’s take him.”
Monroe counters, “Not like this.” Before adding, “I tried,” he and the Captain Voge.
It’s the first time that Hank has ever seen the Captain’s real face, something Renard acknowledges by asking Hank if he’s okay. Hank just says, “I wish I could do that.” By this point, Nick has bashed his way out of the stall.
Sadly, the Voge apparently doesn’t make a hell of a lot of difference. After all, Nick is too used to handling threats like this. Still, with a bit of teamwork, all three men manage to get the better of Nick for a bit. He’s still too much for them. Hank finally pulls out his gun and points it at his partner, yelling at him that he doesn’t want to pull the trigger. Nick is distracted just long enough for Juliette and Rosalee to get close. Juliette drives the syringe straight into his gut.
He knocks her aside, but Rosalie finishes the job of pushing the plunger in. He doesn’t go down immediately and looks very, very pissed at the insult. Rosalee looks very, very scared – and do you blame her, dear readers?
Monroe manages to get between her and Nick just when the cure finally starts to kick in. Our poor Grimm finally collapses, unconscious but safe. As Hank is picking Juliette up, he asks her if she’s okay. “No, that hurt,” Juliette says. “But I’ve got to feel better than you guys.”
Nick goes into a series of spasms and moans, To the question of whether the cure is working, Rosalie gives a very unsteady “I thin … think so.”
Renard proposes giving him another shot just in case. Rosalie finds her firm footing by declaring, “I gave him everything we had. We just need to get him back to the shop.”
Monroe seconds that by telling everybody to get Nick back there fast. It just would be at this moment that the local cops that John called via 911 are pulling up, sirens going full tilt.
The gang has just managed to load Nick into the SUV when the sound of those sirens reach their ears. They pull out before the cops get too close.
Juliette notes that Nick is still shaking, prompting Monroe to make the very unhelpful remark that he hopes that they weren’t too late. Worse, yet, Nick’s pulse is starting to slow down and, as a likely result of that, he’s getting cold. Rosalie hands over a coat at Juliette’s request. He can vaguely hear Juliette and Rosalie through the haze, but he’s still nonresponsive. Monroe then turns to Renard and asks, “Your brother is responsible for this, right?”
Renard answers with a tense “yeah.”
“And they didn’t find his body on the plane?” Monroe asks.
Renard answers that with an equally tense “no.”
“Well, I don’t know how you guys handle family issues, but I hope you’re not going to let this guy get away with this,” Monroe declares.
Juliette whispers an implied prayer I daresay every EMT, combat medic, and anyone who has been trying to help someone hold onto life knows by heart: “Hey, it’s going to be okay. You’re going to be okay.”
All the drama in Portland finally at a good stopping point, we cut to the Schwarzwald, where Stefania is carrying a brass cauldron into her tent while Adalind is holding onto the flowers on a stretched-out piece of cloth. Surprise, surprise, this little waif is whining again, this time about how she can’t breathe. I don’t know how much the late Catherine actually raised Adalind, but she left some serious gaps in this girl’s education.
Stefania gives Adalind some advice that I couldn’t agree more with: “You must become accustomed to the smell of death.”
As usual, the little neophyte asks what she needs to do next. Stefania casually instructs her to place the flowers inside Pech’s corpse and then sew the open chest cavity shut.
Pause button: Ha, ha … ha, ha, ha …. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA … I’m sorry, dear readers, but I’m having way too much fun here with this. I knew there was worse to come and I love being right about that. Unpause.
The flowers have to become “part of her,” according to Stefania, and the longer Adalind puts it off, the more likely that the window of opportunity is going to slam shut. She finishes, “This death does not last forever,” as she hands her charge the needle with the thread already looped around it.
Adalind is looking at the wily Rom in her usual clueless way, making Stefania give another one of her ungentle pushes to make her drop the flowers. They flow right into the corpse’s chest cavity like a swarm of insects. Adalind looks amazed at first and then she gives an uncertain smile. Stefania gives it right back with one of her usual winning ones. Why can I not shake the feeling that there is a catch that she’s still not telling Adalind about?
By now, Team Nick has reached the shop and Rosalee is administering a second dose of the antidote to Nick. She is sitting with Juliette and Monroe by Nick’s side. Hank is sitting in a separate spot, while Renard stands off to the side, looking very uneasy.
There is nothing else to do now but wait … kill or cure. Words finally fail Rosalie, prompting her to whisper, “Dammit.” Her voice holding in the tears, she says, “I’m sorry, I’m just trying not to ….”
“Me, too,” Juliette whispers.
Renard has to get back to the precinct to deal with all the fallout. Hank says that he’s staying. Renard just says, “Probably best that you do.” Without another word, he walks out, Rosalie and Monroe giving knife stares to his departing back.
Once he’s out the door, Monroe says, “If his brother was MY brother ….”
He then catches himself and adds, “Probably shouldn’t go there.”
Hank counters, “Oh, yes, you should go there. I’d go there with you.”
Pause button: Say this about Nick … he has managed to inspire a great deal of loyalty among his compatriots to the point where they are ready to charge castle gates guarded by machine gun nests to get the job done. Unpause.
Juliette feels a stirring in Nick’s hands. While Rosalee goes to grab some warm water, Nick’s hands are starting to get grabby. Hank pulls out the handcuffs to restrain him before he crushes both Monroe and Juliette’s wrists.
Adalind meanwhile is finishing up the Home Ec project from Hell, the chest nearly sewn up. Stefania lets her know that she’s done enough. Then she gives her gorgio student the next unappealing set of instructions: “Cut the thread with your teeth and tie it off.”
Adalind looks at her as if she were just told to swallow a live cobra, prompting Stefania to order her with a stern “Do it!”
Fighting her gag reflex, Adalind bites into the thread. Worse for her, it takes a couple of tries for those perfect-but-not-particularly-sharp teeth of hers to cut through. She spits out the cold body fluids in disgust. Don’t you wish you were back to picking dead flowers, Schade?
That’s when the cracks in the chest start smoking. Stefania notes, “It’s working faster than I thought.”
As the chest begins to bulge, the Gypsy Queen then adds the totally funny and bitchy line, “I think she likes you!” Oh, gods, I love Stefania!
It’s a sentiment that Adalind doesn’t share, judging from the look she’s throwing the Rom Queen. The chest seams start to pop a bit from the strain.
As Renard gets back to the station house, his cell goes off. An unknown caller has sent him the following text: “Done. News online. Link sent.”
Renard walks into his office so that he can see the news for himself. There it is … Eric Renard, who was apparently Crown Prince of the Kronenberg family, was blown up in a car bomb. The news report ends, “All of Vienna is in mourning.” As he shuts off the link, Renard snarls, “All of Portland isn’t.”
Pause button: Just a little suspicious, yes? As too many of my professors would be glad to tell folks when it comes to sourcing from the Internet, you need to be sure that your info is solid. I can see why Renard would trust it … but should he? Unpause.
Back at the shop, Juliette is tending to Nick, while Monroe is munching on some Chinese food. As he eats, Monroe says, “I mean if the Royals are going to this extent to get a Grimm ….”
He doesn’t get a chance to finish the thought as Rosalee is treating his injuries. Having just dabbed some disinfectant on a cloth, she puts it on Monroe’s head, saying, “This might hurt – ”
” – a lot!” Monroe yelps as he backs away.
The two have a little back-and-forth time while Juliette is busy dabbing Nick’s own injuries. Hank then finishes Monroe’s original thought by saying, “That’s what I’m thinking. If they’re willing to do what they did, there’s got to be some serious stuff in the works.”
Nick finally and slowly comes out of his stupor at this point. Nick is completely clueless as to what’s going on, especially about the handcuffs. His vision is still slightly blurry and he’s got a pretty bad headache. He admits to being sore, but Juliette mentions that he looks a lot better.
Rosalie adds, “Understatement.”
Seeing the wounds he inflicted, he asks, “Were you all in an accident?”
Monroe answers, “Of a sort.”
Hank prompts Nick on what he remembers, with Rosalie and Monroe helping out. Nick remembers being at the shipping yard. With a little prompting, he also remembers the chase with the late Baron Samedi. The memory cuts off with him finding the Thomas Schirach passport. He assumes that he got hit and that they found and brought him back to the shop. Looking at the pained responses on their faces, Nick adds, “Or maybe not.”
When he gets no prompt answer, he asks, “Am I leaving something out?”
All of them start talking at once. Yeah, THAT’S going to clear it up. They finally settle on Juliette having the dubious honor of telling what really happened.
While she’s collecting her thoughts, Nick asks, “I blew it, didn’t I? I screwed it up and they got away?”
Juliette just stares at him for another minute, prompting Nick to say “So, just tell me.”
Juliette slowly says, “He got you … like he got the others.”
That’s when she shows him the injection marks in his gut. The remaining pieces of how everybody got so banged up flash through Nick’s eyes at that revelation.
On a passenger train somewhere in Europe, someone is reading the front page story of Eric’s demise by car bomb. In the seat behind her, someone’s cell is going off, a bearded guy who looks to be in his early 30s, dressed fashionably but with an eye towards blending in. He answers the phone in German, “You’re in mourning?”
It’s Renard at the other end, who answers in the same language, “Overwhelmed with grief.”
Man: “You have my deepest sympathy.”
Renard: “I wanted to make sure you were on vacation.”
Man: “Yes, I left as soon as I got off work. But I think things will get very exciting now, don’t you?”
Renard: “I believe they will.”
Renard then adds, “How is your … extended family?”
Man: “We’re vacationing separately.”
Renard: “Good. It’s better that way.”
As Wu is knocking at Renard’s door, Renard asks for our man to send him a postcard.
Pause button: Unless I am mistaken, that would be Misner, our hitter. Another implication seems to be that Misner is a Royal himself, possibly something of a black sheep. Unpause.
Wu has some very bad news pertaining to recent events: One of the guys in the bar fight with Nick just died at St. Joseph’s. Thankfully, Thomas Schirach is still listed as the probable perp, which gives Renard some wiggle room. Renard actually has him pegged as the source of the outbreak while Wu is busy running an APB and background check. They don’t have much to go on, just witness statements, thanks to Renard trashing the surveillance system.
Renard gets the names of the detectives on the case and Wu exits. As soon as he shuts the door, Renard hooks something up to his computer through the USB port, a very battered flash drive. We then flashback to the scene at the bar, where Renard was doing his evidence cleanup. He does it right, putting on gloves before smashing open the computer to get the flash drive out. He puts a boot to the rest of the circuits and smashes up the room to make it look like part of Nick’s rampage.
Back in the present, Renard is reviewing the footage of the fight and sighing deeply over the human wreckage Nick is leaving in his wake. He then locks the flash drive away in his desk.
Monroe, in ironic counterpoint, is saying at the shop, “At least, nobody got really hurt.”
We cut back to the visual of the place, where Monroe is sitting with Rosalie and adding, “Well, really hurt … badly.” Oh, are you all in for a nasty surprise.
Everyone else is trying to argue Monroe’s basic point, but, as Nick points out, “Being under the influence isn’t a very good defense.” He’s wondering how they’re going to explain this one away.
Monroe assures him that no explanation is necessary, as it has “been explained to us in a very physical way that I don’t think you want to share with anyone else.”
Nick apologizes to everybody and Rosalie speaks for everyone when she says, “You didn’t know.”
Juliette then points out that Nick needs a lot of rest after this number and that it’s time for both of them to go home. The rest of the team seconds that. Juliette prematurely thanks God that it’s over. Nick says something that will come back to haunt him: “I’m just glad that I didn’t kill anybody.”
Back at Nick and Juliette’s place, the lady of the house is going to make some tea and asks if Nick wants to go to bed. He slyly tells her that he’d rather not do that alone. Juliette then says something else that once again does much to redeem her: “You know, I’m glad you’re feeling better, but no. You’re going to go upstairs and get some sleep, and I’m going to pace at the end of the bed until you do.”
The sleep starting to creeping into Nick’s eyes, he says, “You know … I think you’re right.”
He goes upstairs and Juliette goes to make that tea.
At the station, Wu notes to Hank, “Hell of a night … glad to see we all survived.”
At Wu’s question of where Nick is, Hank gives the mostly truthful statement that Nick was there (though Wu never saw him), but, on account of “taking the worst of it,” is getting some R&R. That’s when Wu drops the bombshell about the one fatality. As soon as Hank gets the names of the detectives working it, he gets up to go, leaving Wu to cut himself off now that he no longer has an audience. As Wu himself puts it, “Okay, then. Guess I’m done here.”
Hank marches straight to Renard’s office. He gets right to it on the fatality. Renard demurs on not knowing the details and the cause of death. Hank isn’t letting it go: “Well, I have a pretty good idea on what the cause of death was.”
He then asks his Captain the reasonable question of how they are going to deal with this. Renard’s answer is equally reasonable: “Very carefully.”
The uniforms saw Renard, Rosalie and Juliette at the bar, so all of them will be questioned. As to what they are going to tell them, Renard, after a moment’s hesitation, says, “Whatever we tell them, it has to be the same story. Right now, they think they’re looking for Thomas Schirach and we need to make sure they keep thinking that way.”
After another pause, he finishes with, “‘Cause that is the only way we can protect Nick.”
Pause button: A conspiracy of silence … forget the Illuminati crap you might have heard over the years. Those don’t end well, typically. The thoughts flashing through my head at this point were: “And how soon until Nick himself finds out the truth? And what if Renard tries to use that as leverage against him later? Oh, this is so not good.” Unpause.
Knowing none of this, Nick is out cold while Juliette lies awake in the bed beside him. Her phone goes off. Not wanting to wake Nick, she gets up and takes it to another room. It’s Hank. He asks about Nick, who is fine despite his exhaustion. Hank mentions a “complication” that needs to be discussed at the spice shop … without Nick.
Before she can get there, Monroe is damn near in tears over this wrinkle: “But it wasn’t his fault! I mean, you saw him. He was trying to kill us! But not us, personally, generally speaking ….”
Hank points out that it’s no defense. Rosalee adds to Renard, “You know what you’re asking us to do.”
“Nothing I haven’t already done,” Renard counters. I would add, Probably for a lot less noble reasons than protecting someone.
That’s when Juliette knocks at the door. Renard breaks the news about the death at the bar. Monroe makes one more stab at the “not himself” defense, but Hank says that “you can’t defend what you can’t explain.”
Juliette nails it by saying that Nick is a murderer. Renard accurately clarifies that as a technical detail. Nobody has been able to ID Nick from the bar and the perp has been IDed officially as Thomas Schirach. It works fine for Rosalee, given the life-threatening situation that Nick had been placed in. Renard adds that so long as they’re looking for Schirach, “Nick is in the clear.” He also notes the irony of the false ID Eric set up working out in their favor.
Juliette brings up the surveillance recordings angle. Renard just says, “Well, so far, none have been found.” Juliette seems to get the drift of that one.
Renard then mentions that two detectives have been assigned to the case andthat they know two women were with Renard that night. Rosalee knows exactly what they should tell them. Monroe pipes up, “And it is definitely not the truth.” Rosalee seconds that, “Right.”
Juliette is looking like she is passing the world’s hardest kidney stone as she asks if Hank is good with this. Hank’s reply is to the point: “I’m not good with him going to prison for something he didn’t even know he was doing.” He then adds that Nick doesn’t remember anything.
Juliette steels herself, but agrees to “lie to protect Nick, but what if he finds out?”
Monroe glibly answers, “Hopefully, he throws us a little party.”
Then Renard steps in. “He’s not going to find out. At least, not for a little while.”
He says that everyone in the shop has to agree on three things: They were chasing down “infected suspects,” one of them was ID’d as Thomas Schirach, and the reason that Rosalie and Juliette were there was because they “had a treatment that was effective.”
Monroe pipes up, “See? Not so bad. Some of it’s true.”
Pause button: I am reminded of a line from David Mamet’s Glengarry Glenn Ross: “When in doubt, stick to the truth. It’s the easiest thing to remember.” Unpause.
Then we get to the really messy part: the details. As Renard puts it, “Because that is how you get caught.”
It’s actually worse than they think as Nick sleeps on and his flesh suddenly starts turning zombie pale again.
As the detectives on his case are working it, Hank comes by their desk to pump some details from them. All witnesses say the same thing: “This Thomas Schirach guy was a friggin’ monster.” Nothing they did even slowed him down and then there’s the family he broke in on. It’s at this moment that the detective who had been working the phone mentions one John Avery, who stated that some folks showed up before the uniforms got there, claiming to be cops. All of them (and Schirach) were long gone when the prowlers rolled up.
Hank also confirms that the surveillance files are all missing. Hank offers to help out any way he can. One of the detectives offers to have him finish up the reports. He tells them, “Bye,” at that.
Next stop: Renard’s office. Hank shuts the door behind him before mentioning what happened to the surveillance system. Hank then shares his theory that somebody took off with the flash drive with the data on it and trashed it to look like it was part of the fight.
Renard notes, “It’s lucky for us.”
“Yeah,” Hank says. “As long as it doesn’t turn up.” The implication of that statement seems to be that Renard never use that to blackmail Nick in any way, shape, or form.
Then the detectives come in to ask about Renard being on the scene of the bar and asks for the names of the women with him. Renard offers to write them down for them.
Later that night, Juliette is in bed with Nick, but can’t rouse him. His flesh is once again feeling way too cold. No matter how she shakes or slaps him, he won’t wake up. Consequences are a bitch, aren’t they?
She’s dialing 911 when he finally comes out of it with a normal skin tone. Literally being dead to the world before this, he casually asks what time it is. Physically, he feels fine, aside from his face. Juliette then says, “You need to see a doctor.”
Pause button: Juliette, have you learned nothing?! Doctors do not take Grimm Anatomy 101 and whatever is wrong with Nick is not going to be covered by Obamacare! Sweetie … seriously … please consider all the doctors you saw last season, none of whom made a damn bit of difference with your condition. Wise up a little! Unpause.
She clues him into his condition before he finally came out of it, actually saying that he looked and felt dead. Also, his pulse continues to be unusually slow even now. She then asks if he is sure he feels fine. “Well, I did until you told me I was dead,” Nick retorts.
Juliette is serious when she says that he’s seeing a doctor. “Does a vet count?” Nick asks, trying to defuse things. “I’m just trying to get my heart rate up.”
Juliette finally lets it go. He apologizes for scaring her, but he feels fine. She then suggests that he lie back down and they take it a bit more slowly. He agrees and tries to reassure her that he’s really okay. The look in her eyes tells him that she knows he’s anything but.
Meanwhile, Stefania is waking up Adalind for the ritual, or, as she puts it, “to reap what you have sown.” Handing Adalind a mason jar, Stefania says, “You’ll want to fill that up.”
To Adalind’s reasonable question of what she’ll be putting in, Stefania pulls out a knife and plunges it into Frau Pech’s ritually mutilated corpse. Grossing out Adalind yet some more, Stefania cuts along the incision threads of the now-bloated corpse. A blood-like substance starts gushing out of the hole.
In another bitchy turn of phrase, Stefania says, “It’s really very good for the skin … and for the child.”
That smile of Stefania’s is back on her face, all dark amusement at the Erzebet Bathory skin treatment she’s just shared.
Adalind’s hand that was used to seal the contract opens the mason jar and she once again is trying not to throw up what she had for supper as she gets the goo out of the chest.
At the spice shop, Monroe gives a rundown of ingredients that the “voodoo horror juice” used up to Rosalee. Rosalee says that she’ll order some more and wryly adds that it was probably bought by her dad. Monroe is grateful that it didn’t go bad, as “one zombie romp in a generation is plenty.”
There’s a knock at the door. The look between Monroe and Rosalee tells us that no one is expecting any visitors. Rosalee goes to answer it. It’s the detectives, come to ask about the bar fight. She smoothly feeds them the details of what happened with Renard that night. It’s going really well until they get to the part about describing Thomas Schirach. You can feel Monroe, who is listening on the other side of the door, tense up at that question. She regretfully tells the detectives that she never saw the man.
Adalind is steeling herself for her beauty treatment in her hotel room. She looks as if she’d rather be bathing in boiling oil instead of this stuff. She finally undoes the towel around her and puts the stuff on her stomach. Hey, look at the bright side, Schade. At least you don’t have to swallow it!
The blood ripples and changes into the image of a skull before vanishing. A pleased look crosses Adalind’s face as she turns back round and turns off the lights.
Nick is getting coffee while Juliette’s cell phone is ringing. It’s Rosalee, advising her of the visit with the detectives. As far as she knows, the detectives bought her story. Then there’s a knock at the door. Nick goes to answer it … think I know who.
I’m right. The detectives didn’t realize that Juliette was Nick’s girlfriend. In the course of the conversation, that’s when Nick finds out about the dead man at the bar. Juliette invites them in so that they can get their questions out of the way.
Nick is off in the kitchen as they’re asking their questions, but the Daredevil-style senses he’s developed make listening in no problem. As they get to the part about what Thomas Schirach looks like and how Juliette never saw him, he squeezes the mug he’s holding so hard that it shatters.
He manages to keep it together while the detectives are around, but as soon as they’re out the door, Nick quietly explodes, “Someone died in that bar fight. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Juliette brings up Monroe’s defense that Nick wasn’t himself, but her Grimm boyfriend isn’t buying it. Nick wants to turn himself in, damn the conspiracy of silence and the coverup.
Juliette says “Nick, if you turn yourself in, we’re all in trouble.” Nick just marches out the door to turn himself in, anyway. When Juliette can’t stop him, she calls Hank.
Hank is waiting in the garage when Nick pulls up. He tells Hank to get out of his way. “I’m already in the way and so are the rest of us,” Hank notes.
Nothing else his partner says is getting through to Nick. That is, until Hank lets Nick know that he tried to kill his partner while he was zombified. It stops our Grimm long enough for Hank to add that Monroe and the Captain were also targets. Without the teamwork, Hank argues, they would never have taken Nick down. Then there was the part where he hit Juliette.
“So, if you want to turn yourself in, go ahead,” Hank says. “But you’re going to do it alone.”
Nick just keeps walking straight into the precinct in disgust.
Renard is in his office when he gets an unexpected caller who calls him by his first name … his mom. He apologizes for not recognizing the number. “You were not supposed to,” Mom says.
She then mentions what happened to Eric in Vienna.
“Yes … tragic,” Renard says, his voice neutral.
Mom’s isn’t as she says, “And well deserved … thank you.”
On the latter bit, she sounds very, very grateful in the way only a mother can be towards a good son. She closes the call with: “Let’s talk soon.”
Pause button: Wait a minute … the lilt of the accent on that voice on the close of the call … that was Stefania, I’m sure of it. Unpause.
Nick turns up at this point. Renard opens up with: “I hear you want to do the right thing.”
“You’re going to try to talk me out of it,” Nick says, sounding resigned.
“I want to show you something,” Renard says, opening up his desk.
As he pulls out the flash drive and starts a video playback, Renard asks, “Recognize yourself?”
As Nick watches, Renard says, “Pay close attention to the guy with the knife. His name was ‘Mitchell Zinc.’ He died in the hospital at 5:40 in the morning. And if you hadn’t done what you did, you’d probably be dead.”
The point having been made, Renard continues, “This is one of those times, Nick, where you walk in two worlds. You know why you did it. You just … can’t explain it, at least not in a court of law.”
Nick starts pacing as Renard adds, “Sometimes, justice isn’t obvious.”
Nick keeps pacing while Renard walks back to his desk. When he gets there, he goes for the rhetorical knockout punch: “You have to understand something, Nick. My brother did this to you. It was all part of a plan to destroy a Grimm, or, at least, get one to work for him. And if you turn yourself in ….”
The pregnant pause is enough to make Nick turn around and face his captain.
Renard finishes, ” … you will give them exactly what they want.”
Nick walks out without another word … but it’s a different world that he’s walked out into. As the detectives working his case walk by him, he gets flashes of the scene in his head. They ask him how it’s going and Nick manages to give them a casual “okay.” As Nick takes a seat at his desk, Renard looks on in approval.
Review: Okay, credit where it is due: This episode did not gloss over the ugly consequences of what went down over the three that came before it. How many times have we all seen a setup like this, only to give the hero the out of not having harmed anyone? Under the influence or not, Nick crossed a line that there is no going back from. The worst part, much like the ending of Watchmen, is that to acknowledge this out loud is to undo the small bit of marginal good that this turn of events has brought about.
Then there’s his postmortem disorder that scared Juliette so badly. Getting two doses of the Baron’s magic medicine plus two of the cure may have side effects that really do something drastic to his system. I also wonder how much of his relationships got damaged by all this going down.
Adalind … sorry, but at this point, she’s good for little else than comic relief. Stefania continues to be much more interesting and fun, and I hope that I am right about her being Renard’s mom. If true, it points up an interesting similarity that he shares with Nick: The skills that they’ve honed which have allowed them to survive came from the maternal end of the family. That is rather atypical of your standard action hero cliché.
Okay, good setup. Let’s hope they don’t blow it. See you next week!