.
- Previously on "grimm"...
I don't think you should be carrying
the stick around all the time.
Look what happened when those guys tried to
take the stick away from you... it acted defensively. - What are you doing? - It should be with me.
- I don't think that's such a good idea.
- I can see it... little pictures and some strange writing.
- Can you draw what you're seeing?
- I've never seen anything like this.
- Me neither.
- 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.
- I want Burkhardt found.
[Suspenseful music]
[Tense music]
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- [exhales deeply] [Distant, light thud]
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[indistinct chatter over police radio]
[Door rattling]
- We should've killed renard when we had the chance.
- We never had the chance.
- Hey, guys. Cops were just here.
- Well, did they leave?
- Not before they checked out the shop, like, fully.
- What if they come back and break in?
- Nick, you need to get out of here.
- I'm going with you.
- What's to stop renard from coming after all of us?
- Nothing.
- Renard will assume we know where you are.
- Well, then I guess it's good we're out of there.
- What do you mean "out of there"?
- Renard wants our resignations first thing in the morning.
- He's cleaning house. - Let's go.
- Leave Diana's drawing... we'll keep trying to figure it out.
[Camera shutter clicks]
- We should've killed renard when we didn't have the chance.
- Do not take this ring off,
because it would be extremely painful...
For your children.
[Door opens]
- How was your day?
- Not very good.
- That's too bad.
- If anything happens to Nick... - Yes, I've heard it all before.
I really think you should be more worried
about what happens to you.
- How are we supposed to make this work?
- I'm not concerned about "we" making this work.
It's your problem.
Like it or not... You are stuck with me.
And you better get with the program
before I take office.
I expect a lot of support
from the first lady of this city.
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[door opens, closes]
- You're doing the right thing.
- [Grunting]
- What is it? - Nothing.
- That didn't look like nothing to me.
You felt something.
- I... Didn't want to put it back.
- Why? - I don't know.
It felt like I needed it.
- Do you?
- Well, it saved my life.
- And mine.
You love adalind.
- Why are you asking?
- I'm not.
I can feel it.
- Got my resignation done. You?
- Just printing it out.
- What happened to Nick's stuff?
- I.A. Confiscated everything this morning.
- What the hell do they think they're gonna find?
- They are wiping the slate clean.
[Indistinct chatter]
- I want you both out by the end of the day.
- No problem.
Here's my resignation.
- And yours. - Actually, it is a problem.
- Wu... - This is not right.
- I really don't care what you think, sergeant.
I want your resignation, and I want you off the premises.
Or if you'd like, we can escort you out.
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thank you.
Now get out.
- This is not right. - Wu, back it down.
You're starting to... Wu, pull yourself together.
This is not the place you want to do this.
Wu, stop.
- [Grunting and panting]
- Do you hear me?
- [Panting]
Yeah.
- Now grab your stuff, and let's get the hell out of here.
- These are the symbols I saw on the dead guy's face in hell,
or wherever it was he took me.
- And everything else is what Diana saw.
- Did the crusaders make these marks on the cloth,
or was it already there when they got to it?
- Well, I don't know
if the cloth was with the stick when they found it,
but none of this was visible with spectral imaging.
How could Diana see it?
- Do you remember what your mother said to us about Diana?
- This child has an extraordinary destiny.
In the wrong hands, it could do great evil,
but in the right hands, it could do great good.
- So we're talking, like, "changing the course of history"
kind of a person.
- Diana's power is far greater than anything renard has.
[Footsteps approaching]
- Do you hear something? - Someone's coming.
More than one.
- Hey, Nick, it's me and wu.
- We got some sandwiches, water,
and some other stuff that'll last a long time.
- You guys hand in your resignations?
- We did. - We are officially unemployed.
- I bet renard was pretty broken up to see you guys go.
- Oh, yeah. - We're a threat to him.
- Well, we better figure out how we're gonna deal with this,
because I do not plan on living down here with you guys.
- As long as renard is captain, he'll only have the precinct.
But when he becomes mayor... - He'll have all of Portland.
- Well, there's got to be a way to stop him
before he becomes mayor.
- Yeah, we'll just convince him
the best thing to do is resign.
- Oh, that shouldn't be very hard.
He's a reasonable dickwad.
- What if we don't have to convince him?
- I don't think he'll do it if we just ask politely.
- Or we don't ask. We do it.
The same way Eve got all the information from Rachel.
- Well, Eve slept with Rachel. - I was renard at the time.
- Yeah, but who are you gonna be this time?
Rachel's dead, and we can't have two renards out there.
- Why not? - Nick, really?
One renard out there is more than enough.
- Well, not if one of them is one of us.
Do you still have the hat? - Yeah, I have it.
But I don't know if I can go through that again.
- No, not you. Me.
- You want me to turn you into renard?
- How else are we gonna get him to agree to what we want?
- I have no idea what you're talking about.
But I think I like it.
[Tense music]
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.
[Knock at door]
- Jeremiah.
Well, this is a surprise.
- We need to talk. - Yeah, of course, come on in.
Something about the campaign?
- No, I don't want to talk about the campaign.
Shut the door.
- All right.
What's the problem? - Rachel wood.
You were arrested for her murder.
- Now, look, I had nothing to do with her death.
As you may have heard,
the charges were completely dropped.
- You were having an affair with her.
- That is none of your business.
- It certainly is my business!
We were friends. I worked with her.
We helped to get you elected.
- What's this about?
- I was there that night. - Were you?
- I saw you go into her apartment.
When I went in after you left,
she was dead.
I found her body.
- Look, I didn't kill Rachel.
- I loved her, and you killed her!
- What do you want? - Justice.
- And how do you expect to get that?
- Why don't you think about how much it'll cost
to keep my mouth shut?
You got 24 hours.
[Door opens, slams]
[Indistinct chatter]
[Cell phone ringing]
- [Sighs]
Hello?
- It's me. Can you talk?
- Yeah, I'm just at the park with the kids.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah. Are you?
- There may be a way to stop renard from becoming mayor.
- What? How?
- The verfluchte zwillingsschwester.
- I can't do that. I'm with the kids.
- No, um... Eve is gonna do it for me.
- Oh.
Um, so you're gonna need some of his hair.
When do you need it?
- As soon as possible.
Where's renard now?
- At the precinct, I think.
- Okay, go home.
I'll send Monroe to you.
He'll call before he comes up,
but you have to be very careful.
Renard can't know you had anything to do with this.
- Nick, this better work.
I can't spend another night at that house.
- Hopefully you won't have to.
We're good.
- As you know, the new captain of this precinct
will be reporting directly to the mayor's office.
- I understand.
It would be an honor to succeed you, sir.
- Yes, I know.
Before I announce my decision,
you're gonna have to prove your loyalty.
And not just to the mayor's office...
But to me.
- I'm ready anytime... Sir.
- You got everything you need? - Except for the hair.
- Are you sure you should be handling all this stuff,
I mean, now that you're pregnant?
- I think it should be fine,
as long as I don't breathe through the hat.
- And seriously, is this even a good idea in the first place?
I mean, the last time we did this,
Juliette turned into a pretty wicked hexenbiest.
I mean, not that it was her fault, by the way.
- Adalind should be home by now. You should go.
- Okay, how much hair do you need?
- Adalind will know, but get back here as soon as you can.
- Okay, okay.
I'm out.
[Knock at door]
[Knocking continues]
- What are you doing here? - I have what you asked for.
- How much?
- If you want it, open the door.
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I guess you don't trust me.
[Clears throat]
- Show me the money.
- Now, how do I know you'll stop threatening me?
- You killed the woman I love.
You don't deserve an answer to that question.
- I did not kill Rachel.
- If you were innocent, then you wouldn't have paid.
- Oh, I'm not paying.
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you are.
- [Grunting]
[Gunshot]
- Sorry about the blood, sir.
- It'll wash out.
Congratulations on your promotion...
Captain.
And when you're done cleaning up,
come meet me back at the precinct.
- Thank you for the opportunity, sir.
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[door closes]
.
[Cell phone ringing]
- Monroe? Where are you?
- I'm across the street. Are you alone?
- It's just me and the kids, but they're asleep.
Front door's open... I'm upstairs, first door on the right.
Okay.
[Suspenseful music]
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okay.
- Adalind, do you have the hair?
- Oh. Yeah. - Okay.
You sure this is enough? - It's all I could get.
- Okay. - Where are you going?
- The spice shop. - Clothes!
So what's Eve gonna do?
- What do you mean "what's even gonna do"?
She's gonna make the potion.
- I mean after she makes the potion,
when she turns into the captain.
- She's not turning into the captain... Nick is.
- Nick is? - It'll be more believable...
You know, Nick being a cop and everything.
Come on, I got to get going. - Okay.
Oh, wait, wait! Shoes and tie.
- Right. - Ties are in the back.
- Okay. Oh, blue or red?
- What? - I don't know.
Blue might be the smarter choice, you know,
but I got to say, a lot of people like red.
It's the power color, but Nick's not really a tie type of guy,
but then again, it's not actually gonna be Nick...
- Oh, my god, just pick one! - Right, right.
I'll take 'em both. - Okay, hurry.
- Oh, don't forget to keep renard home tonight.
- For how long?
- Nick just said he wants you to make sure
renard sees the 7:00 news. - Why?
- There's gonna be some kind of announcement.
- Okay, just go.
[Door closes]
- Somebody's here. Who's here?
- Crap! It's Sean.
- How do I get out of here? - You don't.
In the closet. - What?
- Just go!
- Oh, my god, are you serious?
I don't like this idea one bit.
- Why are you home?
- I need a shirt. - Is that blood?
- It's not important. - Are you hurt?
- No. - What happened?
- Well, someone thought i killed Rachel.
Thought it'd be worth a lot of money not to say anything.
- So that's not your blood.
- [Scoffs] Blackmail is a risky business.
- Here, give it to me. I'll get you a new shirt.
- No, I got it.
- I think there's some blood in your hair, too.
- What? Where?
- Why don't you just go take a shower?
You don't want Diana to see blood in your hair...
Or anyone else either.
- Hang on a second.
Why are you being so nice to me?
- Just trying to get with the program.
[Water running]
Go! Now!
- Oh, my god.
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- [sighs]
- It's almost ready. We need renard's hair.
Where's Monroe? - [Sighs] I'll call him.
- How much longer?
- Monroe's not back yet with the hair.
- I'm calling him now.
[Cell phone ringing] - That better be you calling.
- What happened?
- Renard came home while I was there.
- Did he see you?
- No. Adalind hid me in the closet.
Man, I got to tell you, she saved my ass.
- What was he doing home in the middle of the day?
- He needed to come home to change his shirt
'cause there was blood on it.
Something about a guy blackmailing him
because Rachel was killed.
I think if we think about it,
we can figure out how the blood got there.
- Did you get the hair? - Yeah, right here.
- Are you ready?
- Anything I should know?
- Just breathe deeply three times.
- Wait, wait! - What?
- I'm just thinking, has this ever been done
on a grimm before?
- I don't know.
- Well, we should look at the books just to be safe.
- No, there's no time.
- Wait! - What now?
- Your clothes, you should probably take them off.
Renard is bigger than you.
The clothes that you're wearing are gonna be a little bit tight.
- [Inhales deeply]
[Continues inhaling]
- Do you feel anything?
- Not really.
- Uh, shouldn't this be happening right now?
- Maybe it doesn't work on a grimm?
- Maybe we mixed it wrong.
- I'll look at the books.
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[loud crash]
- [Groaning]
[Bones cracking]
- Should it be happening like this?
- It's working.
- [Grunting]
[Groans]
- Oh, my god.
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.
- I don't think that's right. - What's not right?
- You should take a look.
- Oh, no.
- I'm woged? - You cannot go out like that.
- How do I get rid of this? - You have to relax.
- Relax? You just turned me into a zauberbiest!
- You can't get out of it until you calm down.
- You need to take some deep breaths.
- Nick, Nick, Nick, listen to me!
You can control this.
You just have to, like, let yourself go emotionally, right?
And then just, like, zen yourself out.
- Okay, that's not... No, not helping.
All right, easy, easy. - Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
- We're gonna let it go, okay?
Breathe... And breathe.
Yeah. - There you go.
- [Breathing heavily] - Yes.
- Oh, wow, that fel... That felt so weird.
- I got to say, I've never been this happy to see renard.
- [Laughs] - It's 6:30.
You don't have much time. You need to get dressed.
- Yeah. Okay.
- Several large newspapers across the nation
have announced layoffs this week
from their print media divisions.
The papers all report dwindling sales numbers...
- Now that you're here, why don't you just stay home?
- Got to get back to the office.
- Why? We can make dinner.
- Can't.
- S-Sean, if you want this to work out,
we're gonna have to be spending more time together.
- I understand, just not tonight.
- Well, there are things we need to talk about.
- Like what? - Well, your daughter, for one.
- Diana? Why, did she kill somebody else?
- No, Sean, she hasn't killed anyone else,
but she has other issues.
- Can we just talk about this later, please?
- You want to put off talking about your own daughter?
I mean, what kind of father are you?
- Okay, all right, what?
- Well, her education, for one.
- Her education?
What about it? I mean, she's gonna go to school.
- Of course she's going to go to school, but where?
- I don't know. Just pick a place.
- It's Diana. It's not that easy.
What if she gets into a fight with a kid on the playground,
or what if one of her teachers gives her a time-out?
I mean, that might be a forever time-out for the teacher.
- Well, we'll just have to explain to her
that there are certain boundaries, all right?
We'll work it out.
- No, I mean, she... She can't go to public school.
She can't go to private school.
We certainly can't homeschool her.
I would go insane. - Can we deal with this later?
- But if she doesn't go to school, she'll have no friends.
I mean, she'll have no sleepovers, no playdates.
She'll have zero social skills. How are we gonna deal with this?
- Okay, all right, i get it.
Okay?
I guess I can be a little late.
What's on your mind?
- Well, a lot of stuff.
- [Chuckles]
- Wow. You look exactly like him.
- Yeah, exactly.
I mean, every hair is perfect.
- Oh.
- It's a little weird being this tall.
Mm. [Sighs, sniffs]
Something wrong? - The way you move.
- What do you mean? - It's a little off.
- Off? Off how?
- It's, uh... Not quite renard enough.
- Yeah, yeah, you need to be a little more...
Renard-y.
- More full of yourself. - Oh.
- A lot more.
- Oh, exactly.
Like you were just elected mayor of Portland.
- Mm-hmm. - And you think you deserve it.
- And you want Nick Burkhardt dead.
[Door opens, bells jingle]
- That's it. - That's perfect.
- There you go. - Monroe.
Rosalee.
- Hank, back here.
- I told you to give me your resignation.
- I gave you my damn resignation!
- Pretty good, huh?
- Nick? - Yeah.
Sorry. - No... no, no.
No, that's all... That had to hurt.
- Oh, yeah. Yeah.
Okay.
[Sighs] Let's do this.
- It's time for "live at 7."
- All right, look,
maybe I haven't given Diana's education
a lot of thought, all right?
But considering everything that's been going on recently?
I mean, look...
Look, her education is just as important to me
as it is to you, but right now I have to go.
- You don't know how happy that makes me to hear you say that.
- Adalind, please, i have to go.
- I know you have to go, and that is why
it is so amazing that you've stayed here
to talk about our daughter. - Mm-hmm.
- You are an amazing father. - Okay, yeah, I just...
- citizens of Portland...
It is with great sadness that I stand before you tonight.
[Clears throat]
Now, I wish to say that I am profoundly grateful
to the people... - What the hell?
- Of this wonderful city for electing me their mayor,
but it has become apparent that the recent attack
on the north precinct will require my full attention.
And I am, therefore, abdicating the mayorship.
- What?
- I cannot, in good conscience,
leave the police department at its time of greatest need.
And I truly believe that I could best serve the city...
- When did you record this? - I didn't record this!
It's live!
- The recent manhunt for detective Nick Burkhardt
was actually an undercover investigation
staged to bring the real killer to justice.
Now, since this is an ongoing investigation,
I cannot further comment,
but I would like to thank detective Burkhardt
for his exemplary work
and congratulate him on a job well done.
- No, no, no, no, no, no!
No!
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if I find out that you had anything to do with this...
[Door opens]
[Door slams]
[Indistinct chatter over police radio]
[Tires squeal]
- You were unbelievable on the news.
The whole precinct saw it.
This is Nick, right? - Yeah, it's me.
- Okay, great, because that was amazing.
You were so him, Nick, renard must be going ballistic.
[Cell phone chimes]
- Hey, I just got a text from adalind.
She says renard saw the whole thing... he's on his way here.
- We don't have much time.
All right, wait here. Stop him if he comes this way.
- Looking forward to it.
- Welcome back, captain.
- That man is a class act.
[Indistinct chatter]
- Oh.
You get his computer. I'll get his files.
- Uh, don't you mean your files and your computer, sir?
- Right. Sorry.
[Knock at door]
[Door opens]
- Could I have a word with you, captain?
- Can you tell me what this is about?
- It's about the operation we discussed earlier, sir.
It's important.
- Sure.
Uh, detective, would you give me a minute?
- Don't forget... you have that meeting you can't be late for.
- Be right there.
- What the hell is going on?
We had a deal.
- What about it?
- I proved my loyalty.
- Uh-huh.
- I got rid of the body.
I wiped down the whole damn house.
- To prove your loyalty. - Yes, to prove my loyalty.
- And you did.
- Look...
If I don't take over this department,
you and I are gonna have a problem.
- Because you were gonna take over as captain.
- That was the deal.
Now, I killed a man in front of you.
I kept my part of the bargain.
- And then you got blood on my shirt.
- Seriously?
I tear the throat out of a man who's blackmailing you,
you're complaining about a little blood on your shirt?
- Well, that's what I consider a deal breaker, lieutenant...
Grossante.
So, unless you want to be arrested for murder,
I suggest that you get the hell out of my office.
- [Growls]
- Or you could die right here.
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- I won't forget this.
- Well, neither will I, lieutenant.
Neither will I.
- What was that about?
- [Sighs] Apparently he was gonna be your new captain.
[Groans]
- What's wrong? - [Groans]
[Breathing heavily]
I think I'm turning back.
- All right, we need to get you out of here.
- Yeah.
[Indistinct chatter]
[Reporters clamoring]
[Camera shutters clicking]
- Captain. - Captain!
- Captain, can you tell us more about abdicating the mayorship?
- Has an arrest been made in the north precinct attack?
- How difficult a decision was it to remain on the force?
- [Stammers]
.
[Tires squealing]
[Suspenseful music]
- Captain.
- Get out of my way.
- You don't want to go in there...
'Cause you're already in there.
It might be a little awkward.
Just sayin'.
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- I have no intention of ever running for mayor again
or any other political office.
So, uh, this is where I'm needed,
and this is where I'm gonna stay.
If you'll excuse me.
- Can you tell us anything else about the undercover operation?
- Actually, yes, uh, only that detective Burkhardt
and his partner, detective Griffin
and, of course, sergeant wu did an exemplary job.
- Captain, we really do need to go.
- Yes, thank you. Thank you all.
All right.
The press in the city has been outstanding.
Thank you.
[Reporters clamoring]
- You will not get away with this.
- Sure gonna be interesting to see how you handle this...
Sir.
- What the hell do you think you're doing?
The people of the city elected me as mayor!
- And they'll be forever grateful for my efforts.
I did the right thing.
I put the best interests of this city ahead of my own.
- Shut up! You're not me!
- Wu, start the car!
[Reporters clamoring] - Be careful.
My reputation's on the line
- any idea who will replace you as mayor?
- Look, I'm not abdicating the mayorship, all right?
I have no intention of stepping down!
- Can you clarify your position, sir?
- Yeah, that wasn't me!
- Then who was it?
- Weren't you just wearing a different tie, sir?
[Camera shutter clicks]
- They're here.
Come on, come on. - You were great.
We watched the whole thing. - Yeah, I believed every word.
- Couldn't have done it without you.
- I'll start going through renard's computer and files.
- Get the names of every person he's been in contact with
since Dixon was assassination.
- When's this gonna wear off, anyway?
- Are you starting to feel anything?
- Oh, yeah.
I got hammered back in renard's office.
Felt like I got hit by a truck.
- What? - Yeah, nearly knocked him down.
- Nothing else happened? - No.
No, I came straight here.
What?
- That was your body trying to turn back.
- What do you mean?
- The pain Nick felt was the spell wearing off.
- But it didn't wear off. - So what happened?
Or didn't happen?
- I don't know.
Unless... It's because you're a grimm.
- Wait a minute.
Are you saying Nick might be...
Like, stuck as renard forever?
[Dramatic music]
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[indistinct chatter]
[Door slams]
- [Sighs]
Where the hell's my computer?
Where's the hell's my briefcase?
- There's probably something in Nick's DNA
that isn't allowing him to turn back into himself.
- There must be some way to reverse this effect.
- I know the thought of looking like renard
for the rest of your life is kind of daunting,
but nobody's saying this is permanent... Yet.
- He's right. Nick, look, there must be all kinds of spells
that could work great on reversing
whatever is going on here, right, Eve?
- I know. I'm looking. [Cell phone rings]
I'm gonna help you. - Don't panic, okay?
Whatever you do, we're gonna figure this out.
- It's renard.
Hey, captain. How you doing?
- Put him on the phone.
- He wants to talk to you.
[Suspenseful music]
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- thought I might hear from you.
- So it hasn't worn off yet.
- Nope, it hasn't worn off yet.
- And it won't unless we come to an agreement.
- You think it's pretty clever what you did.
This little game is over as of right now.
- It's not a game, and it's not over.
Now, if you think Portland's big enough
for two Sean renards, think again.
You'll always be contradicting yourself.
No one is ever gonna believe you.
They might just think you're crazy and lock you up.
- Well, then I better have a talk with myself...
Face-to-face.
- My loft, 20 minutes.
I'll be on the roof.
- Renard only has one thing he can use against you.
- My son.
Can you get adalind and the kids, bring them back here?
- I should go with you. - No, no.
I'll know if he's not alone.
He doesn't know about the tunnels.
You go with Hank in case renard puts someone on adalind.
- We'll find a way to get you back.
[Door opens, closes]
- Be careful.
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- so, if I shoot you, is that considered suicide?
- I thought we were here to talk?
[Inhales deeply]
At least one of me is good for my word.
[Gun clatters]
I really think there's only room for one of me in this city.
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- which one is that gonna be?
[Chuckles]
Thought I'd give you that one.
I know how much you're hurting right now.
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- I knew that was coming.
- What'd you expect, a fair fight?
- Not from you.
[Grunts]
.
- [Sighs] There has to be some way to bring him back.
- If there is, it isn't here.
- I'm not finding anything in any of the books
about a grimm going through a spell of any kind
without dying.
- Well, maybe we just...
We start over, okay?
We just... we just do the spell on Nick
like we're doing it for the first time,
except we'll turn the captain into Nick.
- That's a great idea... then all we need is some of Nick's hair.
- That won't work.
We would be doing a spell on a spell,
and there's still no guarantee it wouldn't kill Nick.
- [Sighs] She fell asleep in the car.
- I made up the cot.
- Where's Nick?
- Uh, he's, uh, still with renard.
- The spell didn't wear off.
- What? Nick's still renard?
- We think it has something to do with him being a grimm.
- You know more about these spells than anyone.
- Walk me through exactly what you did.
- Oh!
- [Grunts]
- Ugh.
We can do this all night.
- It won't change a damn thing.
- No, it won't.
- I want my life back!
- Yeah, so do I.
- But I get to be mayor.
- Not gonna happen.
You already quit, and everybody in Portland knows it.
- Hw is dead in Portland, Nick.
So you got no one backing you up.
- Yeah, so is black claw, Sean.
And with Bonaparte dead, you got no one to back you up either.
- Yeah, well, someone's going down
for the north precinct attack,
and that's not gonna be me.
- Yeah, well, someone's going down for killing Bonaparte,
and it's not gonna be me.
- So how do you we do this?
- Blame the north precinct attack on Bonaparte.
- How does that work?
- Corrupt cops under Bonaparte's control got greedy.
They went after him. He went after them.
That's why you resigned the mayorship.
You wanted to lead this investigation.
- You really think we can go back to the way it was?
- No, but we'll figure out a way to make it work.
- For both of us.
- It's the only way.
- [Sighs] I suppose you want your old job back.
- Not just me. Wu and Hank, too.
- Sure. Anything else?
- Yeah, I raise my son.
- I raise my daughter.
- And adalind comes with me
[suspenseful music]
- Eh, take her.
But just remember, Diana loves her daddy,
and she would hate it
if anything bad would ever happen to him.
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and if I ever see another me again,
this deal is dead.
And so are you.
- You did everything right.
Nick should've turned back by now.
- Then it has to be because he's a grimm.
- Then what are we going to do?
- There's nothing we can do. - What are we gonna tell him?
- We have to tell him the truth.
- If Nick is stuck as the captain
for the rest of his life, he's gonna blow his brains out.
[Door opens]
Hey, Nick.
- [Sighs] Not yet. - What happened?
- We came to an understanding.
- Yeah, looks like it. - So what's the deal?
- Renard's gonna stick to what i said on the news tonight.
- And you're no longer on the run?
- That's the deal.
- What about us? - We all get our jobs back.
- And renard's the captain. That'll be interesting.
- One big happy family.
- Do I have to go back with renard?
- No, you're coming with me.
But he wants Diana with him.
- I'm not giving up my daughter.
- You don't have to, but you're gonna have to share her.
If you try to keep her away from him,
it might only make things worse.
- Um, small question...
Don't want to rock any boats here,
but how do we know this is really Nick
and not the captain trying to trick us?
- Oh, he's right.
Nick could be dead.
- It's not renard. It's me.
I-i-i just can't get out of this.
- That sounds good,
but that's exactly what renard would say.
- We need to ask him a question only Nick would know.
- Where was our first kiss?
- At the table in my loft.
Or at the bremen ruins where I took your powers.
- That was not a kiss.
It's Nick.
I want to hug you right now, but I can't hug this.
- Has someone figured out a way to get me out of this?
I take it that's a "no."
- It might be because of who you are.
There may not be a way out of it.
- Well, I can't stay like this.
- Nick, we're not going to give up.
- Daddy?
[Dramatic music]
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what happened to your face?
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- daddy just had a little accident, honey.
- Yeah, I, uh...
I'm okay.
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- you're not my daddy.
- No, honey! Honey, it...
Nick is just trapped in daddy's body.
It's not his fault.
- [Groaning]
[Breathing heavily]
- Nick.
- Yeah.
Oh. Mm.
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- so... How did it go?
I tried to tell you.
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you chose the wrong side, Sean.
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