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Previously on Grimm.

- So what happened to you?
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Someone outside the family
is carrying royal blood.

Is the unlucky man?

It's one of two,

and they happen to be brothers.

You wanted to see us?

Gonna be leaving town
for a little while.

You in some kind of danger?

Been a long time
since I've been back.

And we're doing our best
that nobody finds out.

♪ Hey there,
little red riding hood ♪

♪ you sure are looking good ♪

♪ you're everything that
this big, bad wolf could want ♪

♪ yeah, listen

♪ little red riding hood

♪ I don't think that a big girl
should go walking ♪

♪ in the streets
or woods alone ♪

♪ What big eyes you have

♪ the kind of eyes
that'd drive wolves mad ♪

Morning.

♪ So to see
you don't get chased ♪

♪ I think I ought to walk
with you to be safe ♪

Hello?

Juliette, it's Alicia.

What's wrong?

It's Joe.

I gotta get out of here, okay?

I can't take it anymore.

- I'm leaving him.
- Are you hurt?

Yeah.

Okay, then you need to come,
and you're staying with us.

I'm just afraid of what he'll
do when he finds out I left.

All right, you need

to get in the car
and come to Portland right now.

I don't know, I don't know.
Maybe I shouldn't do this.

No, listen, it's gonna be okay,

but you have
to get out of there.

All right, so get in the car
and call me from the road.

Okay.

Okay, thanks.

Did you run?

Yep.

You're not sweating.

I know.
Weird, isn't it?

My friend Alicia just called.

Alicia who's married
to that idiot?

Joe, and yes.

She needs a place to stay.

He hit her again.

Well, did she report it?

No, I think she's too scared
to do anything

besides just get out of there
right now.

- Do you want me to get into it?
- No, not yet.

Not until we have a chance
to talk to her.

I just wanted you to know
she's coming.

She can stay here
as long as she needs to,

but you have to make sure
she does not talk to Joe

while she's here.

He cannot know where she is.

Okay, thanks.

Really?

Just pretending
we like each other.

I like pretending.

Why are you in Vienna?

Did you miss me?

I did, actually.

Who put cameras in my room?

Who's paying your hotel bills?

Eric was.

Hmm.
You're still here.

You know, the family...

they get very paranoid when
one of their own gets killed.

So they're spying on me.

- Well, anything to hide?
- What's left to hide?

Nothing, if they know
you're pregnant.

See, there's a rumor
going around

that's someone's trying to sell
a child with royal blood.

Who's the father?

You mean is it yours?

Is it?

You worried
about paying child support?

One thing you can be sure of,

when this becomes known...

and soon enough, it will...

you're going to have
to choose a side.

See, everyone will be interested
in that child

but not so much you.

You don't have
that many friends you can trust,

if any.

And there will come a time
when you need one.

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I'm fine.
I'm fine.

You're not fine.
You need some tea.

How do you feel?

I still feel the pain.

And you will.

You will for a few hours,
days maybe.

It will stop.
You will see.

How much do I have to pay you?

Live a long, happy life.
That's payment enough.

Shh.

Allo.

Did you find out?

Tonight?

Tonight, there's gonna be
a lot of people there.

Maybe it's better.

Okay, give me the address.

Yeah.

Tonight, we'll pay him back.

Pozhaluista.

A toast, please.

I am honored to have

Boris Myshkin,

the great healer...

what he did today
is a miracle...

and his lovely wife Olga
in my restaurant

on this special night.

May God grant you the health
that you have granted

to so very many.

- Na zdorov'ye.
- Spasiba. Thank you.

Spasiba. Thank you.

Dima, Mila,
I'm the one who's honored.

You showed so much kindness.

Generosity.

Generosity to Olga and me.

We are very happy.

Dance, eat, drink, muzyka!

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Alicia's not answering
her phone again.

Well, it could be
out of battery or no service.

What if Joe found out
she was leaving?

I'm sure he has by now.

Maybe that's her.

It's her.

I was so worried about you.

Why didn't you answer
your phone?

I'm sorry, the battery was out,

and I left my charger, so...

- Hey, Alicia.
- Hey, Nick.

We're gonna help you
get through this.

Yeah, you're gonna be
all right,

and the guest bedroom's
all ready for you.

- Has Joe tried to call you?
- Yeah.

Like, a million times.
Have you talked to him?

No, Juliette told me
not to, so...

Good, we don't want him
to know where you are.

- Have you eaten?
- No, I don't...

um, I don't think
I can right now.

You've got to eat...
I'll make something light,

and I'll get you
a glass of wine.

This isn't your fault,
you know.

I'm sorry.

- What?
- Nothing.

Nah, I just, uh, gotta put
the room in the bag.

Come here.

Ooh.

Oh.

You know, you put me
through so much pain,

kind of feels like
we're married.

It sounds like
you've been married before.

Yeah, you could say that.

Didn't work out?

You can say that too.

Least you tried.

Yeah.

How's that feel?

Better.

Good, well, one more session

and we should be done.

Only one more, really?

We've been at it
for eight weeks.

You better be getting better,

or I should be looking
for another job.

Well, I can't say
it's all been fun,

but, uh, maybe we
should celebrate.

Uh, you know,
like a graduation kind of thing.

Sorry, I didn't mean to...

no, it's...
it's all right, I just...

I try to keep everything
on a professional...

right, that's...
that's always good.

I was wondering
when you were gonna come back.

How was it?

Well, the Verrat
paid a personal call.

They found out you were there.

Let's just say
there was an indiscretion,

but we handled it.

I'm guessing you didn't make
any arrests.

There's a great deal
at stake here, Nick.

Allegiances are shifting.

My brother's death has caused
a great deal of turmoil.

Too bad I didn't get a chance
to meet your brother.

I would've liked to see that.

They find out
you were involved?

They're not certain of anything

except that you and I
pose a great threat.

Welcome back, Captain.

Sorry to interrupt, but somebody
got themselves killed.

Anybody interested?

Prep cook found the victim

between the petit escargot
and chocolate mocha,

which makes him
our special for today.

- Special got a name?
- Ivan Markov.

24, waiter here,
clocked in at 2:00.

Any sign of his clothes?

Street clothes
are in his locker,

but his uniform's missing.

Somebody killed him
for his uniform?

Anything else missing?

No, money, booze
all accounted for.

Got some bruising
around his neck.

- Strangled.
- And no sign of a struggle.

You haven't seen the storeroom.

- Blood on the floor.
- Broken window.

Now we're talking struggle.

Oh, maybe the killer
went out the window.

- Where's the owner?
- Waiting to talk to you.

I thought Markov got sick
and went home.

You look for him,
call his house?

We were short-staffed.
I got busy.

We were closed
for a private party.

You have a guest list?

The woman who booked the party
is a personal friend,

Mila Guryanova.

I can give you her number.

- Staff get along with Markov?
- As far as I know.

Show us your surveillance.

This is the guy
we think killed the waiter.

He knows there's cameras.

That's why he's carrying
the box.

And this is him
ten minutes later.

- Is that the storeroom?
- Yeah.

He goes in,
never comes back out.

So he kills the waiter,
steals the uniform.

What's the motive?

This guy.

Boris Myshkin, guest of honor.

The killer must have needed
the uniform as a disguise.

Myshkin?
I've heard of him.

He's some sort
of Russian healer.

Sounds like
a scam artist to me.

According
to the restaurant owner,

Myshkin is staying
with this woman,

Mila Guryanova.

And this is his wife Olga.

How does Olga feel about them?

What, his groupies?

- Doubt she calls 'em that.
- Mm.

Any idea who the assailant is?

Not yet, lab's still trying
to clean up the image.

And no one
reported the assault?

No.

We believe Myshkin threw
his attacker out the window.

And he went back to the party
like nothing happened.

So the guy who attacked him
could still be on the loose.

If someone tried
to kill Myshkin,

there's no reason to think
he won't try it again.

We need to talk to Myshkin.

We're dealing
with Russian citizens.

If the state department
decides to get involved,

I'd like to stay
in front of this one.

I'm coming with you.

Allo.

It's too late now.

I don't know how,
but he killed me.

You have to be strong.

No, no tears.

I failed.

I love you.

_

I brought you some towels.

Put them on the dresser
and get out.

You should call home like I do.

It's not good to forget
where you come from.

You think Myshkin cares for you,
any of you?

I'm sorry I disturbed you.

_

This is the kind of neighborhood

I wish all my crimes
took place in.

You should know that in Russia
these healers are revered.

So are circus clowns.

Well, this one threw a guy
through a window.

We're looking
for Boris Myshkin.

Please wait in here.

I am Mila Guryanova.
This is my home.

The Myshkins are my guests.

What do you want
with my husband?

We need to ask him
a few questions

concerning
a police investigation.

Now is not a good time.
He's doing a healing.

This shouldn't take too long.

This way.

My boy's wound won't heal.

It never heals.
It just gets worse.

It's hot.

- What do you see?
- Something with his hand.

Mysha, Mysha.

It's healed.

You've done it.

Spasiba.
My boy is healed.

Spasiba, spasiba.

He's done it.
I can't believe it.

Sorry for the interruption.
I'm Captain Renard.

This is Detective Burkhardt,
Detective Griffin.

What do you want?

You had a party
at a restaurant last night.

A waiter was murdered there.

- What happened?
- Olga.

According
to restaurant surveillance,

the man who killed the waiter
also tried to kill you.

_

Olga, please.

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Why am I not surprised?

You told your wife
you'd tell the truth.

I have nothing to hide.

A man attacked me.
I fought back.

- You ever seen this man before?
- No.

But he too spoke Russian.

He's saying...

What's that mean?

Doesn't really translate,

but if you're gonna kill
somebody you hate,

it certainly fits the occasion.

Any reason why this man
hates you enough to kill you?

Ah, many.

Many reasons.

Sometimes...

sometimes I try to heal someone,
and I fail.

Some say I do the devil's work.

Some men are jealous

because their foolish wives
fall in love with me,

but that, I can't help.

What happened to the man
who attacked you?

I threw him out the window.
He ran away.

You should've reported it.

If I'd known
he already murdered someone,

I would've.

It's possible he may try again,

so I'm gonna leave a patrol unit
parked just outside in case.

If you see anything suspicious,

please give us a call
immediately.

Is Myshkin in trouble?

Where did you learn
to speak Russian?

I spent a couple years
in Moscow when I was younger.

Spasiba.
Do svidaniya.

- Do svidaniya.
- What'd you see?

The skin on Myshkin's hand
became transparent

when he was healing that kid.

I could see his bones.
Could you?

No, no, but what
you're describing is a Koschie.

I remember meeting one once
with my mother in Moscow.

He was a healer
just like Myshkin.

He wore these long monk's robes,
he didn't drink,

and according to my mother,
he was celibate,

which is why he came to her.

Evidently, the healing
fired up his sex drive,

and he needed a potion
to put the brakes on.

Myshkin's libido
could use some of that.

Man likes to party.

Oh, doesn't seem
to be suffering

too much guilt about his marriage.

Or maybe he's suffering
too much.

He is Russian after all.

I'll call a few friends
in Moscow,

see what I can find out.

Housekeeping.

Oh, my God!

Looks like this stuff
barely survive the fire.

A lot of loose pages here,

all in Russian.

This stuff is totally burnt.

Also all in Russian.

Maybe we should've brought
the Captain.

- Here?
- Yeah.

I don't think so.

Okay, try to find anything
in English.

Stalin... looks like he used
Malin Fatal as bodyguards.

That's nice.

Ah, English, at last.

"December 1, 1916.

"Lieutenant Oswald Carter,
St. Petersburg, Russia.

"Ozzie, received your dispatch.

"Rasputin's influence
over tzarina

"and his call to remove
Russian troops from the front

"devastating to allied cause.

"Your plan approved.

"God save King George.

"Sir Ian Hastings,

British secret
intelligence bureau."

Rasputin?
He's in here too?

The mad monk?
Guess so.

Okay, this looks like
a journal entry.

Rasputin was a Koschie.

Figures, I knew he was wesen.

Captain said Myshkin
was a Koschie.

You know anything about them?

Huh? No.

Koschie are, you know, Russian,

which means
they're Greek to me.

"Because of
their healing powers,

"they are extremely difficult
to kill,

"but one must be
especially careful.

"A Koschie's touch
can not only heal

but also be fatal."

How do you know which one
you're going to get?

There's more
about Rasputin here.

"When the poison
proved ineffective,

"I instructed Yusopov
to just shoot the bastard.

"Unfortunately,
he fired only one shot.

"I quickly shot him
three more times with my webley.

"Still, this wasn't enough
to kill him.

"We had to beat him senseless

"and dump him in the icy waters
of the neva river.

"Ironically,
British intelligence had no idea

they had sanctioned a Grimm
to kill a wesen."

Burkhardt.

Where?

We're on it.
Gentlemen, we have a body.

Well, this is where I say
do svidaniya, comrades.

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- How are things?
- Nothing changes.

The royals are ruling
behind another puppet strongman,

and we are living
off cheeseburgers.

What about Boris Myshkin?

Ah, an interesting man,
albeit an evil one.

Before he became a healer,
he was an assassin.

- For who?
- The FSB.

How's he work?

His victims all die
a terrible death

from radiation poisoning.

How he does it, no one knows.

Paramedics took one look
and called Oregon public health.

They think he was exposed
to something toxic.

I've seen enough.

Yeah, me too.

Room's registered
to an Alex Renko.

Manager said he paid in cash,
but he had

a Moscow driver's license.

- Another Russian.
- Got something here.

Markov's uniform
from the restaurant.

So the dead guy in the tub

killed the waiter
and attacked Myshkin.

That's some badass justice.

Got a cell phone over here.

Looks like a burner.

All the calls
are to the same number.

Could be an accomplice.

Let's see
who he was talking to.

The number you have reached
is no longer in serv...

I guess the accomplice
is not stupid.

Oh! Jeez!

Hazmat's here.
They said don't...

Touch the...
oh.

Sorry, Detectives, but you
have to be decontaminated.

You'll surrender your clothes
and undergo exfoliation.

Exfoliation?

That means
you'll have to shower.

You'll also need to take
potassium iodide.

Anyone allergic?
Ugh.

Let's get some swabs
off the victim.

Seal off the other room.

I've had to take
a few cold showers before,

but nothing like this.

Can't believe soap and water's
gonna be enough.

Scrub hard.

How long you think it takes

before you show signs
of radiation sickness?

That depends on the level
of exposure.

Killer must have got
a pretty high dose... I hope.

Well, he didn't look sick
on the restaurant surveillance.

Oh, not before he walked
into the storeroom anyway.

That must have been
where he got exposed.

And by exposed you mean...

To Myshkin.

We better tell them to check
out the restaurant storeroom.

That's pretty hot over here.
What's your reading?

Looking at a .14.

You guys are clear.

Don't forget to take
your potassium iodide.

What about our clothes?

They have to be incinerated.

You're lucky,
could've been a lot worse.

Just heard back from our team
at the restaurant.

You were right.

That storeroom is hot.

Hey, who you gonna call?

You dress blues, huh?

Nice booties.

You okay?

- They cleared us.
- We feel like idiots.

No comment.
So...

What do we know
about our suspect?

So far, just his name.

- Alex Renko.
- They've got him in isolation.

He's dying
of radiation poisoning.

Had to be Myshkin.
He's definitely a Koschie.

We found out they can kill
or cure with their touch.

Fits with what I got.

Turns out Myshkin was
a paid assassin for the FSB.

Sounds like his sins
have come back to haunt him.

Let's bring him in,
see what he'll admit to.

Mm.

You shouldn't have come here.

I told you,

I don't want this for you.

You have to leave him.

He will kill you too.

If you really want to keep gizmo
from getting into fights,

you have got to neuter him.

I know,
but my husband won't let me.

Well, he's probably gonna
be out for another hour,

so if you want to get coffee
or anything...

Are you sure he'll be okay?

Yeah, he'll be fine
until the next time.

I should just neuter you anyway,
gizmo,

spare you a lot of pain
and suffering.

Go ahead.
I won't tell.

We talking about a cat?

Well, it wouldn't be
that difficult, would it?

I mean, a cat,

- a man...
- Joe.

That's terrible,

to even think about doing that

in the middle of the night
when he's drunk and passed out,

say, like,
on a Friday at 9:30,

and we had
a really, really good alibi.

You know you can never go back.

Yeah, I know.

- Not this time, I'm...
- Never.

There's no way in hell
I'm ever going back.

Unless...

It's Friday at 9:30
and we have a...

Really good alibi.

You know a man
named Alex Renko?

Should I?

You poisoned him
with radiation two days ago.

And you used to work
for the FSB.

We know you're a Koschie.

I saw you heal that boy.

You saw it?

Okay.

Now I know what you are.

How about the rest of you?

No.

It's a long story.

Why did Renko want you killed?

I promise you I don't know.

I'm sorry for what I did
to that man.

He attacked me.
I had no choice.

Yes, I was assassin
for the FSB.

But I wanted to find peace
and do penance

for the pain I caused,

so I swore an oath to God
to only do good,

heal the sick.

My concern
is not your redemption.

My concern is that Renko
has an accomplice

- who may still be after you.
- Ah.

I'm already a dead man, mister.

And every time I heal,
I die a little more.

If someone tries to kill me,
I'm not gonna fight it again.

Why should I?

Soon I will be in hell.

Well, I suggest that you
leave the country immediately.

My wife misses her home.

She would be happy to return.

You're free to go.

Ah, I can go.

Free...

I'm not.

Griffin.

All right.

I understand.
Renko's awake.

If we want to talk to him,
this may be our only chance.

Let's go.

Alex.

Alex?

Says Myshkin killed his father,
and he's gonna kill her too.

Myshkin's wife?

He didn't give a name.

Alex said Myshkin
murdered his father.

Is anyone at the house
related to him?

There's a lot of possibilities.

Including his wife
if she's related to Alex.

- And Larissa the housekeeper.
- Or one of his groupies.

If Alex is afraid for someone
at the house,

it must be someone
who's with Myshkin now.

So you should be happy.
You get to go home.

Are you coming with me?

Do you still care?

I don't know anymore.

Can I get you anything?

Mm, let's think.

Um, let's start with vodka.

Need help?

Not here, where she can see us.

Why?

Afraid we'll make a scandal?

I love to make a scandal.

Come.

_

No, no, no.
I'm right here..

I need to help you.
I need to help you...

Oop, oop, oop, oop, oop.

Finish your drink first.

Mmm.

Oh!

Oh.

I want you now.

I think you need to drink more.

I think you need to love more.

Larissa...
oy.

You're playing too hard to get.

Why don't you die?

I'm having so much fun.

Why die?

Don't touch me.

What's wrong, huh?

You killed my father.

- What?
- And now you killed my brother.

They were my whole life.

I poisoned you.
Why don't you die?

Who are you?

It was my Saint's name day.

I was only ten years old.

My father went to the car
to get me a present,

and you killed him.

Komarov?

Sergei Komarov was your father?

No, no, no, no.

No, you...
you don't understand.

I'm not the same man.

Hey.

You can never make up
for what you've done.

I'm not the same man.
I don't kill.

I heal.

Forgive me.

Please forgive me.

I'll take the back.

All right.

Police! Open up!

What is the problem?

- Where's your husband?
- Upstairs in our bedroom.

He's got that little whore
with him.

I told you,
I'm not that man anymore.

- I've changed.
- Stay back.

- Mysha, what happened?
- She stabbed me.

Larissa, come here.

- Let her go. No!
- Olga!

Get down!

Grimm.

You heard the man.
On the floor!

He killed us all.

Shh, shh, shh.

I don't think
she's gonna make it.

I can't stop this bleeding.
Move.

Move. I can help.
Stay back.

I don't think
we have another choice.

No!
She tried to murder you.

Mysha, Mysha!
Don't, don't!

It will kill you.
You are too weak.

No!

No!

You fool.

Forgive me.

You fool.

This is Burkhardt.
We need an ambulance.

3500 Lovejoy.

- Nick?
- Yeah.

We're in the kitchen.

Are you hungry?
We saved you a plate.

Mm, thanks.

- How'd it go today?
- It was fun.

Alicia came to work with me
and helped treat cats and dogs.

And one parrot.
His name was, uh...

- Beauregard.
- Beauregard.

He was pretty chatty.

So you had a good day?

Yeah, yeah.
I did.

Look, guys, I know
this is such an imposition,

- and I promise you that...
- Will you stop?

She's been doing this all day.

I'll get the phone.

So has Joe
tried calling again today?

I turned off my phone.

- That's good.
- She's not here, Joe.

I don't know where she is.
She's not here.

No, you're not hearing
what I'm saying.

Let me talk to him.
Hey, Joe, it's Nick.

- You don't want to do this.
- I'm looking for my wife!

This is none of
your damn business, Detective.

Well, I'm not talking to you
as a cop... yet.

You need to calm down.

The hell I do!
Is she there?

Just tell me if she's there.

Damn it, I know she's there!

If Alicia left you,

I'm sure she did it
for a pretty good reason.

Do you want to tell me
about it?

Joe.

He hung up.

Does he know that I'm here?

He's probably calling
all of your friends.

If he knows that I'm here,
then he will come here.

Well,
then we'll just deal with it.

Look, Nick, you don't...
you don't understand, okay?

He's...

he's... he's not normal.

Well, let's hope

he's normal enough
not to do anything stupid.

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