05x05 - Rat King

[bunniefuu]

Previously on Grimm...

Get her.

It was professionals.

Somebody took Trubel, how did this happen?

I know you're involved in some secret government organization.

Thing are happening.

You have to be prepared.

They're rising.

[Speaks foreign language]

[Speaks foreign language]

Loosely translated, it would mean something like "free what's hidden".

Let's go.

It's time.

So this is home?

It's safe. Nobody knows where we are.

I'm not taking any chances with my son, or with you.

Trubel?

♪ ♪

[door creaking]

♪ ♪

Oh, my God.

Trubel.

Can you hear me? Trubel!

Nick...

Nick!

It's Trubel.

I know. Is she alive?

I'm taking her to the hospital.

Stay here. Lock the doors.

I'll call you as soon as I know anything.

[engine turning over]

[tires squealing]

♪ ♪

Go get them.

Ah...

Hey, Robby. You should stay home tonight.

More fun to be had here.

Not for us. Unless you're offering.

Not even in your dreams.

We takin' any trophies tonight?

I want a trophy!

No, we're not takin' any damn trophies.

I want a rat's ass!

Well, you're not gettin' it.

We're just gonna have a little fun, that's all.

Whoo!

[engine sputtering]

It could be a concussion. I couldn't keep her awake.

She's wearing body armor.

She's a police officer, involved in undercover work.

Okay.

What do we have?

Female, undercover officer, involved in a violent altercation.

Start running the O2.

Let's get the OR prepped just in case.

Okay.

Yeah, let's get her up.

Support that neck for me.

Got it.

♪ ♪

Get that line ready.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

♪ ♪

You brought her in?

Yeah, I did.

You gonna stick around?

Yeah, I'll be here.

Okay, I'll be with you as soon as I can.

♪ I was born ♪
♪ On a Sunday alone ♪
♪ I was found ♪

This is gonna be fun!

[music stops]

[bottle shatters]

God, I miss this.

Quiet, don't want 'em to hear us.

[belches]

[groans]

I don't care if this is a dump. They might smell that.

Got one, Johnny?

Shh.

Come out, come out, wherever you are.

There. Mr. Roly-Poly.

[suspenseful music]

Run!

♪ ♪

Get him.

♪ ♪

[panting]

I got him!

I got him! Over here!

Whoo!

Gotcha.

Let me go.

Let me go.

Get his pants!

Let me go!

Pants him! [laughs]

[laughter]

Yee-haw!

[bottle shatters]

Oh, whoa.

That wasn't nice.

You shouldn't have done that.

No, he shouldn't have.

Gonna have to teach this Reinigen a little respect.

No.

No, no, no, no!

[snarls]

[gasping]

Come on, rat boy!

Please! Please, stop!

Rat boy!

Fat boy!

[groans]

How's that feel, rat boy?

♪ ♪

[roars]

♪ ♪

Riesen-ratte.

Oh, my God.

It's real.

Johnny!

Johnny!

Don't leave us!

Johnny, come back!

Johnny!

[screams]

Oh, Go please help!

No.

Johnny!

It's coming!

Oh, God!

Johnny!

[both screaming]

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Nursing assistant to waiting area for senior care services. Nursing assistant to waiting area for senior care services.

[somber music]

♪ ♪

Lauren Cole?

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[Kn*fe clicks]

♪ ♪

[cell phone buzzes]

[buzzing continues]

[buzzing continues]

Hello?

Where's Burkhardt?

Who is this?

Is she with you?

Who?

I need to know if she's alive.

Who is this?

Adalind?

Meisner?

♪ ♪

[pages rustling]

♪ ♪

[cell phone ringing]

♪ ♪

Adalind. Everything okay at home?

I don't know.

There was a phone ringing by your bed.

It was Chavez's phone.

I answered it; I thought it might be important.

They asked for you.

A man's voice?

Yes.

And he talked to you?

A little.

He wanted to know if "she" got here.

Trubel?

He didn't say a name, and I wasn't gonna offer it.

There's more...

Not over the phone.

I hope I didn't screw things up.

I got to go.

How is she?

Stable.

CAT scan revealed no internal injuries.

Probably would have been a lot worse if she hadn't been wearing body armor.

Now, I'd like to keep her under observation for at least another 24 hours.

Well, can I talk to her?

I just gave her a sedative.

She's still in a lot of pain.

Just to let her know that I'm here.

Okay. Just for a couple minutes.

♪ ♪

I knew if I could just get to you, it'd be okay.

[breathes heavily]

I'm so sorry I didn't...

It's okay.

I'm just glad you're alive.

[sighs]

You have my jacket.

[gasps] That's good.

Found a few things.

There's so much to...

[knock at door]

Just try and get some rest.

They're gonna keep you under observation for 24 hours.

[gasps]

I think maybe I can go now. I actually... I feel okay.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

That's not a good idea.

Come on. You've been given a sedative.

We don't even have your name yet.

I know you're a police officer, but...

Lauren Cole.

I can get you the rest of her information.

Good.

Well, Miss Cole, you've had a rough night.

You need to get some rest.

Just try and sleep.

♪ ♪

These are her clothes.

Do you have her license?

I do.

Right here.

Thanks.

Oh, and if anything changes, call me.

Here's my card.

Of course.

I'll make a copy of her license.

♪ ♪

[door creaking]

♪ ♪

[camera clicks]

[phone whooshes]

[line trills]

[sighs]

Nick, what's up?

Sorry it's late.

I got a license plate, just sent it to you.

I need someone run it.

When do you need it?

As soon as you can get it to me.

I've got just the guy.

Hey, Wu.

Everything okay?

That's what I'm trying to figure out.

Thanks.

Uh, why am I here?

To find out who belongs to this.

♪ ♪

[door creaks]

How is she?

She's stable.

Could you talk to her?

Not much.

But she knows I brought her in.

I can't believe she's here. I thought she was dead.

Is that her motorcycle?

Maybe.

She might have stolen it.

She was wearing body armor, carrying three false identifications and a lot of cash.

This has got to be connected to Chavez.

How did she know to come here?

I don't know.

Look, when you called me, you said there was more.

The guy on the phone recognized my voice.

He said my name, and I think I recognized his voice.

Who?

I'm pretty sure it's Meisner.

He's the one who got me out of Europe, took me to your mother.

I am so sorry this happened.

I thought I'd gotten us away from all of this.

[cell phone ringing]

Wu.

Hey, Hank's with me. I got you on speaker.

I ran the plate.

Motorcycle is registered to a Lauren Cole, 3618 Northwest 19th Ave, Apartment 505.

So far, so normal.

Then I pulled Lauren Cole's driver's license.

You will never guess who it is.

Trubel.

You want to tell us what's going on?

I don't know what's going on.

She showed up here pretty b*at up.

I took her to the hospital.

How bad is she?

There's no internal bleeding, but they want to keep her under observation for 24 hours.

Did she say why she's Lauren Cole?

No.

You need anything else?

Check out Lauren Cole's apartment.

But do it out of uniform.

Copy.

By the way, Ms. Cole's motorcycle costs 30 grand.

And that's just the base model.

Given the fake IDs and the amount of cash she had on her, I doubt she's driving the base model.

I'll check it out, see if there's anything else I can find.

Nick.

Good to know she's still alive.

Yeah.

This is getting very complicated.

Yeah, it is.

I got to take a look at that bike.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

[exhales deeply]

[engine turning over]

[engine revving]

♪ ♪

[projectile hisses]

[engine stops]

[tense music]

Open your eyes, honey.

I just need to check something.

Come on, open your eyes.

[slapping]

Open your eyes!

[slaps]

That's a good girl.

♪ ♪

You go back to sleep now.

[moans softly]

♪ ♪

It's her.

I got it.

She's stabilized. All her vital signs are good.

Shouldn't she be awake by now?

I don't know how well she slept last night, but after what she's been through, it's not unusual to sleep for quite a while.

How's she doing?

Well, okay, I guess.

Will you call me as soon as she wakes up?

We will.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

Doctor said her vitals were good.

I thought she'd be awake by now.

We have any idea where she was before she got to your place?

No idea.

[cell phone rings]

But you got to see this motorcycle she was riding.

Griffin.

Where?

Yeah, he's with me.

All right, we'll be there.

Have to show me the motorcycle later.

We got a case.

[indistinct police radio chatter]

I checked Lauren Cole's apartment.

Address is real.

Name's on the mailbox. Mailbox is empty.

Her apartment's on the fifth floor, but it is a secure building.

So you didn't get inside.

Oh, I got inside. Couldn't get in the apartment.

The way to get in is to break in, and since you wanted to do this incognito, didn't push it.

But somebody's gone to a lot of trouble... the other trouble...

To make Lauren Cole seem real.

You get anything on the background check?

Nope. Lauren Cole is clean.

So what do we have here?

Meet Chester Avery and Robert Kyle.

Truck's registered to Mr. Kyle, on the right.

They're pretty traumatized.

So are their clothes.

Puncture marks, scratches all over...

Somebody or somebodies really wanted these guys to suffer.

My guess is, it didn't happen here.

Probably dumped in the truck, left here.

All right, let CSU have it.

Yeah.

[cell phone ringing]

One of 'em's got a phone.

[flies buzzing]

[ringing continues]

I'd answer that if I were you.

Hello.

Where the hell have you been?

Why aren't you answering your damn phone?

You know I hate it when you do this.

This is Detective Burkhardt. With whom am I speaking?

Oh, God, what did he do no?

[dramatic music]

We lived together for three years.

How did he die?

We don't know yet.

We found Robert and Chester's bodies this morning.

We're sorry. We know this isn't easy.

I wanted him to stay home.

I knew something was gonna happen there.

Where is that?

That stupid dump.

What dump?

The quarry on Oaks Bottom.

Isn't that where you found them?

We found their truck in a cornfield.

What?

Someone drove the truck there.

Their bodies were in the back.

And what about Johnny?

Where's he?

There were three of them?

Yeah, they were all going there together.

Johnny, Chester, and...

[voice breaks] Robert.

[sobbing]

♪ ♪

You're a Klaustreich.

You k*lled them. You k*lled them all!

It wasn't me.

And I'm not gonna hurt you.

We're investigating their murders.

We don't know who Johnny is, and we haven't found a third body.

We need your help.

Was Robert a Klaustreich too?

Yes.

What about Chester and Johnny?

We all are.

What were they doing at the dump?

Having a little bit of fun.

What does that mean?

They look for Reinigen.

Why?

They like to chase 'em, you know.

We need to find Johnny. Do you have his number?

I've been calling him all morning.

He's not answering either.

We need his last name and where he lives.

It's Rodwick.

Johnny's got a trailer on Wright Island.

I'll get the address.

I'll call Wu, have him visit Johnny at the trailer.

We need to check out that dump.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[door creaks]

♪ ♪

He's gone.

My prince.

My poor boy.

Did you find the other Klaustreich?

We found his trailer but not him.

Find him.

He's going to pay for the death of my son.

[woman yelling indistinctly]

[punches landing]

[g*nsh*t]

[woman yelling]

[roar]

[gasping]

[shushing]

It's okay.

I'm glad you're awake.

You must have been having a nightmare.

I'm Christi, your nurse.

How are you feeling?

Okay.

I'll go get Dr. Nicholson.

He'll want to see you now that you're awake.

I, uh...

I need to talk to the man that brought me here.

I'll make sure he knows.

[exhales deeply]

[groans]

[sighs]

I'm glad you're awake.

I'm Dr. Nicholson.

Do you remember what happened to you last night?

Not really. I have to talk to the guy...

Yes, we know. We're contacting the detective.

I'm just gonna take a look in your eyes.

Look at me.

No, I have to go.

You got hit pretty hard last night.

I'd like to do another CAT scan before we release you, just to be sure.

[breathing heavily]

Portland, Oregon, is one of the most beautiful cities in the whole world.

I was born here, and I'm proud to call it my home today.

Hi, I'm Andrew Dixon, and I'm running for mayor of this great city.

I've been a city councilman for the last eight years.

My district has been number one in job creation.

And I've led the fight for fair business tax, pension reform, and wage equality.

Let's do things better: listen to the people, pay attention to details, and face issues head-on.

Portland has some tough decisions to make, and it needs a candidate strong enough to make them.

My name is Andrew Dixon, and I'm asking for your vote.

Then we'll have a narrator say, "Andrew is heartily endorsed by teachers, firemen, and Portland police."

What do you think, Sean?

I think it looks good, and I think you have a great chance with or without me.

I want you on this team.

And I want you running this department, as chief.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[cell phone rings]

What do you got?

Hey, I've been trying to call you guys.

Just got back from Johnny Rodwick's trailer on Wright Island.

His place was ransacked.

His car's tires were slashed.

Trailer's front door was kicked in, windows broken.

It was a mess.

Did you find Johnny?

No.

Checked all around. No Johnny, no bodies.

Any blood?

No.

Doesn't mean there isn't any.

Got a CSU team going over it now.

We're checking out the dump now.

Thanks.

You got it.

We think Johnny k*lled the other two?

And trashed his own place?

Well, maybe we're not the only ones looking for him.

And maybe Johnny's still alive.

Unless they found him there and he put up a big-ass fight.

How do you want to deal with this?

I'll see if I can piss someone off.

Sounds like a plan.

Hey!

I'm Detective Griffin. This is Detective Burkhardt.

We're investigating a double homicide.

The victims were here last night.

I was here last night. I didn't see anything.

The victims' names are Robert Kyle and Chester Avery.

What were they supposedly doing here?

They were Klaustreichs.

Probably just came down here to chase some Reinigen for sport.

You're under arrest.

For what?

For m*rder.

Grimm don't scare me.

What are you, some Klaustreich friend of theirs?

Hey, three Klaustreichs show up here last night and you're not bothered at all?

Well, you seem to be a little bothered now.

You want to arrest me, arrest me.

I got nothing to say.

And we're not gonna arrest you.

We just wanted to know who we were dealing with.

♪ ♪

So we got Klaustreich and Reinigen.

But the Klaustreichs are dead?

Yeah. How'd that happened?

Two detectives were just here looking for the guys we k*lled.

I don't give a damn.

They're not gonna find anything out here.

One of 'em was a Grimm.

If he comes back, we'll k*ll him too.

If he had just stayed home...

Oh, hold on.

You know, I think someone's here.

Let me call you right back.

[door slams]

Johnny?

You need to hide me.

What? You scared the crap out of me.

The police were here.

I thought you were dead.

What happened to Robby and Chester?

They didn't make it.

I know, but what happened?

There's nothing I could have done.

I barely got away.

You're scaring me, Johnny.

It's not what you think.

The thing that att*cked us, it's like... nothing I've ever seen before.

It was huge.

What was huge?

The legend. It's true.

We have two dead Klaustreichs and a third one missing.

They went to the dump last night to chase some Reinigen.

Ugh, Reini-bashing.

Yep, Saturday night at the dump is a popular Klaustreich pastime.

Although I've never heard of the Klaustreichs winding up dead.

No, anyone winds up dead, it's the Reinigen.

Well, the Reinigen we questioned wasn't afraid of anything.

Hmm.

Can a Reinigen take on three Klaustreichs?

And live to tell about it? No way.

Not unless we're talking about Riesen-ratte.

A rat king? Come on, that's not real.

Why not?

Are you kidding me?

A 20-foot-tall Ratzilla that can't be stopped?

I mean, where's a thing like that gonna hide?

Somebody would have seen one somewhere.

There might be something in one of your books.

I'm sure there is, but I'm telling you, it's just an old rat's tale.

The hospital should have called by now.

Who's in the hospital?

Trubel came back last night.

What?

She's alive?

Yeah, she was in a bad fight.

I don't know any more than that.

I haven't had a chance to talk to her yet.

You don't know where she's been, what she's been doing?

Nothing.

[line trills]

St. Joe's.

Hi, this is Detective Burkhardt.

I want to check on a patient.

Lauren Cole.

Transferring.

Lauren Cole?

Hello, Detective, this is Nurse Kane.

I'm sorry we haven't called yet, but she's not awake.

Shouldn't she be awake by now?

It can take a while when a body's suffered this much trauma.

I promise I'll call as soon as she's awake.

All right.

Lauren.

Lauren.

I need you to wake up.

Lauren...

Hey.

How are you doing?

Okay, I guess.

We found something on your CAT scan.

It appears that there's been swelling in your brain.

We're going to be moving you to the ICU, and we're going to have to operate.

What?

"Few mythological beings pose a thr*at as powerful as the Riesen-ratte, also known as Les Rongeurs Roi, or Rat King."

That's kind of a nice drawing, don't you think?

Yeah, as long as it stays on the page, it's beautiful.

[chuckles] Okay, here we go.

This is maybe why one's never been found before.

"According to legend, the Riesen-ratte only forms when the Reinigen are under att*ck.

Fueled by fear, scores of them join together in what is known as the Erklarend."

Join together?

What does that mean, they hold hands or something?

I don't know. Hold on. There's more.

"These Reinigen have little genetic diversity.

In their woged state, they appear to stimulate the growth of cancer-like cells.

As these cells cannot differentiate which body is the original vector, they merge into each other, causing the individual to become part of the greater whole."

Anyone understand that?

I think it means the whole is worse than the sum of its parts.

I don't like rats. I don't care what size they are.

[cell phone rings]

Hello?

They're here! They've come for Johnny!

Selina? Where are you?

They found Johnny hiding at my place.

They said they're gonna take him back to the quarry and make him pay for what he did.

Oh, God!

Help me!

[screams]

Let me go!

No! [coughs]

Selina!

[line beeps]

They have Johnny?

Sounds like they have her too.

Well, if you're dealing with the rat king, we're going with you.

Uh, we are?

Oh, no, yeah, we are.

[electronic rock music]

♪ ♪

Hey, you got an extra flashlight?

If they have him here, where are they?

First of all, how many are there?

We have no idea.

How many does it take to make a rat king?

That wasn't in the book.

You getting something?

Yeah, a lot of somethings.

[sniffs] None of them very helpful.

[sniffs]

Wait.

[metal clattering]

I hear something.

[faint pounding]

There! I see him.

Where'd he go?

Sounds like from in there.

This whole mound could be some kind of... nest.

You think they're inside?

If there is an inside.

There's got to be an opening somewhere.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[door creaking]

Hey, think I found it.

What do you got?

Some kind of tunnel.

[g*n cocks]

♪ ♪

Ugh, it stinks in here.

Yeah, anybody else getting the creeps?

There's a switch.

[electricity crackles]

Whoa.

Some dump.

What the hell is this place?

Looks like some kind of throne room.

Oh, my God. [exhales sharply]

We're too late.

Must be Johnny.

Can't call this in from here. No service.

Guys, over here.

[moans]

They k*lled him. They all took turns.

They made me watch! It was so horrible.

We've got you now. You're safe.

Where'd they go?

Everywhere.

They were about to start on me when someone ran in.

Next thing I knew, they were all running in different directions.

Let's get her out of here.

You're gonna be okay.

♪ ♪

All right, let's get Selina back to the car and call this in.

Uh... Nick. Nick!

Don't let 'em get me!

♪ ♪

You shouldn't have come, Grimm.

This is not your fight.

You m*rder*d three people.

They came here looking to hurt us.

Leave that Klaustreich and go.

No. No, please don't leave me. He'll k*ll me.

I didn't do anything to you.

I told them not to come here.

You hid my son's k*ller.

You're as guilty as they are.

You try anything and you're the first one to go down.

You're under the arrest for the murders of Robert Kyle, Chester Avery...

They k*lled the prince!

And Johnny Rodwick.

Never!

They came to k*ll us!

They k*lled our prince.

Never!

Never! We deserve revenge!

Never!

You need to leave or die!

Never!

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Where are they going?

[panting]

[snarls]

[squelching sound]

[roars]

♪ ♪

What the hell?

[sniffs]

It's the Riesen-ratte.

I guess it's not such a myth.

[roars]

Don't k*ll me.

Keep her back.

[g*nsh*t]

[snarls]

How are we supposed to stop this thing if we can't sh**t it?

I don't know. It's not supposed to be real.

Well, we better figure out another way to deal with this.

Yeah... run!

We're gonna need a pretty big trap.

I'm also thinking we're pretty good bait.

Through there!

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Okay, just for the record, this is not a good hiding place.

We're not hiding.

Then what are we doing?

He's gonna k*ll us!

We have to get him under the wire.

What? Why?

We need a trap. That might be it.

Might be?

♪ ♪

Well, he's not moving.

We need to get him tangled in it.

How?

You need to woge.

What? No, he'll k*ll me.

If you don't do it, he's gonna k*ll us all.

I can't!

Do it!

[breathes deeply]

[sniffs]

[roars] Hey!

You want her?

[roars]

Come get her!

[sniffs]

[growls]

♪ ♪

sh**t the power line.

Anytime, Hank.

[g*nsh*t]

[electricity crackling]

[roars]

[roaring]

[dull crash]

I think it worked.

Is it dead?

It's not moving.

Do you think the high voltage could have, like, pulled it back apart?

[people groaning]

I did not see that coming.

In this.

[train rumbling]

[train horn blows]

♪ Da, da-da-da, da-da-da-da ♪

♪ Da-dum, da-da-dum ♪
♪ Da-da ♪
♪ Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-dum ♪
♪ Da-dum, da-da-dum ♪

[baby coos]

[alarm blaring]

[tense music]

[alarm continues]

♪ ♪

[inaudible]

Oh, my God.

Good luck.

If it hadn't been for you, I'd have been dead a long time ago.

♪ ♪

[door creaking]

♪ ♪

I don't have much time.

I'm glad you're all right.

You too.

I'll tell you as much as I can.

But I have to see her.

Who?

Trubel. I know she's here.

I tracked her bike's GPS.

My boyfriend and two of my friends are dead because of them.

Not to be argumentative, you know, considering, but...

[cell phone rings]

They did all come up here for a little Reini-bashing.

Did they not?

Hello?

Trubel's life is in danger. Where did you take her?

Who is this?

There isn't time. I know she came to you.

I'm not telling you anything until you tell me who this is.

Nick, it's me.

Adalind. Where are you?

At home. It's Meisner. He's here with me.

I didn't know he was coming, but I trust him.

Listen, you need to tell me where she is.

If you won't, you need to go to her.

They'll find her.

[exhales deeply]

St. Joe's. I'll meet you there.

I've got to get to the hospital. It's Trubel.

I'll handle this.

[siren wailing]

[engine revs]

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

Excuse me, where is Lauren Cole?

I'm sorry, she's been moved to... intensive care.

♪ ♪

[elevator dings]

[panting]

♪ ♪

I have an emergency.

Check in upstairs.

You don't understand. This is the emergency.

[growls]

[roars]

[crashing]

[growls]

[all grunting]

[intense music]

[roars]

Burkhardt.

[all grunting]

[snarls]

[crashing]

Meisner.

[roars]

[grunting]

Get her out. I'll get the other one.

[panting]

[elevator rumbles]

♪ ♪

Occultatum Libera!

You know, I'm getting a little sick of hearing that.

[snarls]

[dull thud]

[door creaking]

The bed's ready.

[moans]

Nick... they're gonna take me.

Not anymore.

You're with me.

I have so much to tell you.

Shh. Later.

Is she all right?

Yeah, thanks to your friend.

He was there?

Tell me about Meisner.

I need to know who he is.