NARRATOR: Previously on Grimm...
Sean Renard. I'm Kenneth.
I'm here for one reason, and that's to get your child back for the family.
(GRUNTS)
And unless you join forces with me,
the King will mourn the loss of another son.
Juliette.
I need to get some of my stuff.
What, so you're just moving out?
I need a place to stay with somebody who understands me.
What happened? Juliette's a Hexenbiest.
(GROWLS)
I want my life back!
And if I don't get it... You better watch out.
"Ah! It was colder than ice; it penetrated to his very heart."
(SIGHS)
(GRUNTS)
(GROANING)
JULIETTE: Where's Adalind?
How'd you get in here?
You gave me a key, remember?
I want it back.
What happened to you?
I met the new Prince in town.
Is Adalind with him? Why?
I'm gonna kill her.
Good idea.
She's at the Deluxe Hotel. Careful though. Kenneth is not Viktor.
Apparently.
(SIGHS)
What are you doing? Finishing what we started.
Does that hurt? (INHALES SHARPLY)
(SIGHS)
Yeah.
So will this.
Good.
(MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO)
(ENGINE SPUTTERS)
Ah, crap.
(CAR ALARM BEEPS)
(SIGHS)
Damn it!
(SHIVERING)
Have you tried giving her a bit of honey?
It'll soothe her throat so she stops coughing.
Mom, I am not gonna give a 5-year-old
a shot of honey this late in the afternoon.
She's supposed to be taking a nap.
Just try it. It worked for you.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Mmm, just a second, somebody's at the door.
Are you expecting anyone? No.
Well, don't just open the door.
I know.
MAN: Sorry.
My car broke down on the road. I need help.
(SHIVERING) I'm freezing.
JENNA: Who is it?
There's a man at the door. He says his car broke down.
MAN: Can I use your phone?
Please, I'm so cold.
Don't open the door, Mom.
But his car broke down.
Tell him that you'll call a tow truck for him.
Oh, my daughter says I should call a tow truck for you.
(POUNDING ON DOOR) Open the damn door!
Oh, my God!
Mom, are you okay?
He got very angry when I told him what you said.
Where is he?
I think he's gone.
Jenna, he's breaking into the house!
Mom, I'm calling 911.
Get out of there right now. (SCREAMING)
Mom, are you there?
(GROWLING)
Mom?
(GASPING)
Mom!
Mom, can you hear me?
Mom, answer me!
Mom!
Mom, answer me! Mom!
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
What do we got?
Esther Blake, 71 years old,
was on the phone with her daughter
when someone broke into the house through the backdoor.
No attempt to be quiet.
Daughter heard the whole thing.
Called 911, rushed right out here.
So we've got a home invasion.
Yeah. Except the house wasn't ransacked.
Looked like the only thing taken
was the victim's vehicle, a Toyota Corolla.
We got a BOLO out on that.
But that's not the strange part.
HANK: Which is? The body.
Is she frozen? Solid.
Doesn't feel that cold in here.
It's a balmy 72
according to the thermostat, which is working.
It's definitely not cold enough outside to do this.
(HANK WHISTLES)
Body's still cold.
You'd have to be exposed to freezing temperatures
for hours to do something like this.
Her daughter called 911 two hours ago.
(CAMERA CLICKING)
Looks like frostbite.
You usually get frostbite on your face,
feet and fingers.
Never seen it on somebody's shoulders.
That looks like a bite.
So, I'm thinking this is not the usual
home invasion suspect we're looking for.
I think we'd better talk to the daughter.
Jenna Blake. In the kitchen.
NICK: Hi, Jenna.
I'm Detective Burkhardt. This is Detective Griffin.
We are so sorry for your loss.
We need to ask you a few questions.
Was anyone else with your mother when she was attacked?
No. Um, my mom lived by herself.
My dad passed away five years ago.
I told her to sell the house,
it wasn't safe for her to be by herself, but...
But she was always so independent
You were on the phone with your mother when the attack happened?
Yes. God, it was awful.
She said that there was a man at the door.
That she didn't know him.
(CRYING) That he said his car broke down, and that he needed help.
I told her not to let him in.
But he broke into the house.
And...
I told her to run, to get away from him.
She was so scared.
I called 911 and...
(SNIFFLES)
Why would someone do this to her?
Just to steal a car?
How could she die like this?
(sesame)
If you can think of anything else,
please, give us a call.
Okay.
Well, if his car broke down, he'd need a new one.
He must've been in a hurry.
Otherwise, why wouldn't he get a tow truck?
HANK: Maybe the car was stolen.
Either way, if his car broke down, he had to walk.
Then his car must still be out there.
Unless he was just using it as an excuse to get into the house.
Well, he still had to come from somewhere.
Unless he was an alien and his spaceship is parked out back.
You never know.
Check state police,
see if they've located any other breakdowns within about five miles.
You got it.
(SIGHS)
Man.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Wu, what have you got?
The victim's vehicle was just spotted leaving a gas station
about 10 miles from her house,
traveling west on Highway 2.
Looks like he stopped to refuel.
Tell the officers not to move in, suspect is dangerous.
Have them set up a road block. We'll intercept from here.
Meet us there. On my way.
(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING)
MAN 1: It's time.
MAN 2: And without the shedding of blood, there shall be no atonement.
MONROE: I love my wife, and I always will.
That's what real purity is.
(GASPS)
(SIGHS) (DOOR OPENING)
(GROWLS)
(GASPS) What's wrong?
(GRUNTS)
(PANTING)
Sorry.
What is it?
It's just time.
Time?
Just“
We never know how much we're gonna have.
Aw!
Okay.
Well, that's why we have to make sure
we never take any of it for granted.
(SIGHS)
(TIRES SQUEALING)
(SIREN WAILING)
OFFICER: Suspect's car pulled a U-turn. We are in pursuit.
That's him.
Let's give him something to think about.
NICK: He thinks he's getting past us.
(TIRES SQUEALING)
HANK: Stay with the car. Yes, sir.
(PANTING)
(FOOTSTEPS)
He's that way.
I don't hear him anymore.
He must have stopped.
(SHIVERING)
(SNARLS)
(PANTING)
(SHIVERING)
Grimm!
(GROWLS)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
NICK: Stay down!
Did you see him Woge? Yeah.
What is he?
I have no idea.
MAN: Don't let him kill me.
(STAMMERING) I'm cold.
(SHIVERING)
MONROE: Once I found out it was an early 1833 brass movement
made by Chauncey Jerome, come on, I mean, I had to take it on.
I couldn't let anyone else touch this one.
Not least of which, due to the fact that before 1830,
almost all American shelf clocks had wooden works
because brass was so expensive.
So, you know, this is a real find.
Oh!
That wooden works part really got to you, didn't it?
Why don't you tell me what was really going on today
when I came home?
I was just working on the clock,
and I started thinking about,
you know, how much time this clock had ticked its way through.
I mean, the Civil War,
and everything after that,
and I thought
how important time is, and it just keeps ticking past.
And that's why you Woged?
No, I was thinking about the whole Wesenrein deal.
And how close our clock came to stopping.
You know? I mean, we almost ran out of time.
(SIGHING) But We didn't.
And we're rewound now.
And we have a whole lot more
ticking and tocking to do.
Wow. (CHUCKLES)
You really took that clock metaphor
and you ran with it.
I love you.
Knute Gunderson, 32 years old, no criminal record.
North Dakota driver's license.
WU: Car registered in his name,
1997 Ford Explorer, registered in Dickinson, North Dakota.
Guy's a long way from home.
I'll see if state police have tagged his car yet.
So, how does he freeze his victims?
It's gonna be hard to charge him with that,
but we've got him for the stolen car,
home invasion, and assault.
He's not going anywhere.
I still want to know what we're dealing with.
Let's hit the books.
Hey! Something happened to our suspect.
He's dead. Cold as ice.
Looks like he froze to death.
How could that happen in here?
(CELL PHONE BEEPS) NICK: Well...
State police just found Knute Gunderson's car.
Three miles south of the victim's house.
Can't wait to see what the ME says.
(GASPS)
(GRUNTING)
(COUGHS)
(GROANS)
(SIGHING)
(SIGHS)
No.
(GUNSHOTS) (GRUNTS)
No,no,no.No!
(PANTING)
DOCTOR 1: Three wounds. Right upper, left lower.
DOCTOR 2: He's bleeding like a sieve.
DOCTOR 1: I'm seeing a liver laceration.
A bullet has tumbled, it's pressing on his spine.
DOCTOR 3: He's asystolic. DOCTOR 4: Clear.
DOCTOR 4: Both sockets flat. We're losing him.
(GASPS)
(SHUDDERED BREATHING)
(VOICES ECHOING)
(SCREAMING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
(YELLS)
So, Gunderson ditches the car,
starts walking, finds the house.
At least we know where he is.
Knute ate a lot of fast food.
It's a long drive from North Dakota.
Looks like two of everything.
Make that three. Got another cup and wrappers back here.
Got a receipt.
Three combo meals, three buffalo wings, three apple pies.
Three bags in back.
This all can't be Knute.
You think there were two more with him?
Where'd they go? They weren't with him.
Maybe they had a fight.
Knute could've killed them, dumped the bodies.
That'd be wishful thinking.
'Cause if he didn't, there'd be another two out there like him.
Then we got a problem.
Burkhardt must be communicating with his mother somehow.
Everyone says they don't know where she is.
Well, that's probably true,
but that doesn't mean they're not communicating.
And she does know where he is.
But if she thinks something's wrong, she might come to him.
She might very well. He is her son.
And she did come to him for help
when she had Adalind and the child.
I want to know how they're communicating,
whether it be by phone, email
or pigeon.
I want his phones tapped and his email hacked.
Yes, sir.
I have a problem.
None of my clothes fit.
KENNETH: Then you'll have to go shopping.
I'll send someone with you.
I can do that myself.
I'm sure you can, but you're not going to.
There are shops just around the corner. I'll walk.
This is not a discussion.
Send someone with her.
Hey, are you okay? (SHIVERING)
Please, I need help. Oh, my God, you're freezing.
You must be suffering from hypothermia. What happened?
Car broke down.
It's okay. Come on.
I'm a nurse. I'll get you to a hospital.
You're gonna be okay. The hospital's not that far.
Cold. So cold!
(GASPS) What're you doing? I need you.
(GROWLING)
That's cute.
You think that would look good on me?
How would you know?
(CLATTERING)
(BOTH GRUNT)
(GASPING)
HANK: (READING) "As I crossed the frozen tundra
"with my guide, Akiak, en route to Nordvagen,
"he told me about the Wesen I was looking for,
"describing it as a human-like creature
"his people called an 'Amarok,'
"fur-covered, whose breath he swore
"could chill its victims to death."
The Wesen we dealt with wasn't covered in fur.
It had scales, like a snake.
Then this isn't it.
I don't think this is it either.
A Fossegrim, lives in a waterfall, plays the fiddle.
I didn't see any fiddle in his car.
You know, Monroe once mentioned
a cold climate Wesen, a Gefrierengeber.
I don't think we're looking for Santa.
No.
But maybe he and Rosalee know
what kind of Wesen we're dealing with.
Worth a try.
We got two more whatever-the-hell-they-are out there.
Did you really order six boxes of Syrian rue?
I did. Not that I know what that is.
Oh, it's basically a Banisteriopsis
with the same active alkaloids.
It flies off the shelves.
Well, you can't argue with Banisteriopsis.
As long as you can pronounce it.
(DOORBELL CHIMES) NICK: Monroe, Rosalee!
ROSALEE: In here, Nick!
MONROE: What's up, guys?
We got a Wesen-related case we're working on.
You guys busy?
You're kidding, right?
NICK: Couldn't find anything in the books.
It's some kind of Wesen that freezes its victims.
Freezes? You mean like solid?
Just like a TV dinner.
That's a Varme... Varme-something.
Varme Tyv.
That's the one.
If I'm not mistaken, it's Norwegian for "somebody who takes heat."
"Heat Thief." That's right.
Was he a scaly fella?
Yeah, and snaky.
Mmm. That's a Varme Tyv. Naturally cold-blooded.
Winter is when they're most dangerous.
They can't generate their own body heat.
So, in order to survive, they have to take it from other people.
Otherwise they, like, freeze to death.
Why don't they just make their way south for the winter?
Doesn't really work like that.
A Varme Tyv's physiology can only process human body heat.
Other sources of heat have no effect on them.
These guys could freeze to death sitting next to a campfire.
Ordinarily, they're harmless.
They don't bother anybody unless they get, like, caught out in the cold.
Well, the one we found last night had his car break down.
He killed a woman, froze her to death.
Well, that must've been why.
I mean, if his car broke down,
then he'd have to find heat or die.
Her heat must not have been enough for him.
We locked him up last night, and he froze to death in his cell.
Ooh!
That can't be easy to explain, can it?
We still think there's two more out there.
Must've been heading to their hibernaculum.
Hibernaculum?
Every winter Varme Tyv hibernate.
They crawl into an enclosed space,
collectively sharing their body heat.
So they can survive through the winter as a group.
Sort of like a...
It's like an animal heat orgy.
And where would a hibernaculum be?
Anywhere off the beaten path.
(DOORBELL DINGS) Be right there!
Hibernaculum is usually
somewhere secluded where they wouldn't be disturbed.
Kind of like bears in caves.
We should go see who this is. We'll be right back.
Hey.
What's wrong?
Are you sick?
It's the side effects of me becoming Adalind and sleeping with Nick.
What side effects? What are you talking about?
Juliette, talk to us.
(SIGHS)
I'm...
I'm losing myself. I need help.
NICK: Juliette.
I didn't know you were here.
You told them?
No, I didn't.
You told Hank?
Well,yeah, he's my partner.
So, what do you think, Hank?
What is going on?
Oh, my God, did you guys break up?
In a way. Why?
Can someone just tell us what's happening right now?
Tell them.
If you don't, I Will.
All right. Hold on to your hats.
(GROWLS)
(GASPS) Oh, my God!
It's the new me.
There, it's done. Are you happy?
There's got to be something...
You always say that.
This time you're wrong. There's nothing anybody can do.
When did this happen?
Sometime after we did what we did.
I made a mistake in coming here.
I don't know what I was thinking.
You all had a hand in this.
This is my fault, not theirs. Don't blame them.
There's enough blame to go around.
(DOOR SLAMS)
You can fix this, Nick. Right? You can change this.
(STAMMERING) Like when you took Adalind's powers away.
That's not gonna work this time.
How do you know? I mean, are you sure?
She met with a friend of Renard's who knows about this.
Juliette tried to undo it before she told me. She can't.
This is unbelievable.
I mean, how are you two still even living together?
We're not.
Oh.
Okay, well, I'm sure you both need time to...
NICK: Time is not gonna help this.
She's a Hexenbiest, I'm a Grimm.
(CELL PHONE RINGING)
Wu, we're at the Spice Shop with Monroe and Rosalee. You're on speaker.
Hey, a woman was attacked on the highway.
She's okay, but the guy who attacked her is not.
Got ourselves another frozen stiff.
HANK: You got a location?
Route four, mile marker 17.
We're on our way. Yeah.
I should probably go with you guys.
NICK: Yeah.
Nick, I'm gonna call Juliette. We're not giving up.
Thanks, Rosalee.
(SOFTLY) Oh, my God.
(DOOR CLOSES)
She's a freakin' Hexenbiest?
WU: Hey!
Female driver picked up a hitchhiker.
He looked sick, like he needed help.
She was taking him to the hospital when he attacked her.
Hey, Monroe. MONROE: Sergeant.
Monroe knows a thing or two about the Varme Tyv.
Varme Tyv?
That what we're dealing with here?
Uh, we think.
From what I know about Varme Tyv, they need body heat.
This is what happens when they don't get it.
They're really cold-blooded.
NICK: North Dakota license. Just like Knute Gunderson.
This is Jalmer Gunderson.
HANK: I'm guessing brothers.
Unless they're married.
Whatever their relationship,
Jalmer must've gotten out of Knute's car
after it broke down, started hitchhiking.
Well, this makes two. There's still a third out there.
If they need body heat so bad, why would they split up?
I guess three of them couldn't generate enough heat outside.
And one victim wouldn't sustain all three, so...
Plus no one's gonna pick up three guys hitchhiking together.
So, it's every Varme Tyv for himself.
All right, Wu,
check out the police department in Dickinson, North Dakota.
See if any other Gundersons are licensed there.
Yeah. HANK: We need to run Gunderson here in Portland.
If they're headed for a hibernaculum,
there might be a relative here.
Makes sense.
It's Portland.
(SHIVERING)
Jeez, buddy, I didn't think it was that cold out.
Where you wanna go?
Home.
Gonna need an address.
You sure you're okay?
(GROWLS) Hey, hey!
Seven Gundersons in the Portland area, from Beaverton to Troutdale.
Any one of them could be the hibernaculum.
Then we'll have to check them all.
Not gonna believe this.
We got another frozen body.
(SIREN WAILING)
(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)
MAN: Thank you.
WU: You think this guy's the third Varme Tyv?
NICK: Let's look.
No, but he sure looks like he got his heat stolen by one. (CELL PHONE RINGING)
"Mitchell Gareth." I have a business card with his name on it.
He was a cab driver at Bridgetown Cab.
Both the others tried to steal cars.
So, you think this other guy stole a cab?
One way to find out.
Bridgetown Cab, this is Detective Griffin with the Portland PD.
I'm calling about one of your drivers, Mitchell Gareth.
Can you tell me his last pickup?
Last pickup was here.
Thank you.
Just got a call from Dickinson PD.
They have three Gundersons licensed in North Dakota.
Last known residence was a housing compound for shale oil workers.
Knute, Jalmer and Sven. All brothers.
Sven's the only one with a record, all misdemeanor stuff.
Charged for a couple of drunk and disorderlies,
spent a couple of nights in jail.
Booking sheet says he's got snake tattoos up and down his forearms.
Snakes, that's original.
They all headed west after their car broke down.
Which of the Gundersons lives out west?
Well, of the seven addresses we have, only one is west of here.
A farm belonging to Sovnig Gunderson, on Lost Mill Road.
That's where we start.
ADALIND: That was not an accident.
KENNETH". What makes you think that?
Because I saw her. I saw Juliette across the street.
She made it fall. You're sure?
(SCOFFS) Sure enough!
You need to kill her,
before she kills me!
Don't be stupid.
She helped Kelly Burkhardt take your child.
She might know how to get in touch with Nick's mother.
And now that she's a Hexenbiest,
there's no telling how this has affected
her relationship with the Grimm.
Can't imagine it's good,
which is probably why she's coming after you.
She blames you for what happened.
This could well turn out to our advantage.
What, her killing me?
Calm down. No one's going to kill you
unless you keep shouting.
(HUFFS)
WU: (WHISPERING) Lot Of cars.
Maybe they're having a party.
That could be awkward.
NICK: Pretty dark for a party, don't you think?
HANK: I don't see the stolen cab.
MONROE: Well, if it's a party, maybe he wasn't invited.
We still need to check.
If he's in there, we're bringing him out.
Right, but if this is the hibernaculum, we got to be careful.
There could be, like, four or five of them in there.
We can handle that. Only one of them's guilty of murder.
Hey.
This way.
Okay, it sure doesn't look like anybody's home.
I don't smell anything.
HANK: Do you think we should knock? Do you?
He's still a murder suspect.
I think the answer's no.
Whoa, you feel that?
HANK: It's like walking into a freezer.
Yeah, I've heard of Winterizing a place, but this is ridiculous.
It's colder in here than it is outside.
I thought they were supposed to be looking for warmth.
Okay, if this is the hibernaculum, where is everybody?
Look, I've only heard stories about hibernacula.
I've never been inside one, okay? So, don't ask me.
Hey, wait, wait.
You feel that?
MONROE: Yeah, it's getting warmer.
And warmer.
Wait, I think the heat's coming from the floor.
Over here. It's really warm over here.
NICK: It's stuck.
I got a trap door.
MON ROE: Easy, easy.
(GRUNTS) (GASPS)
Wow! HANK: Oh!
That is really hot down there.
(GRUNTS)
Wait a minute.
If this is the hibernaculum, what are they doing down there?
Hibernaculating?
(EXHALES)
It's like a sauna down here.
What the hell is that?
There's a lot more than four or five down here.
I think we found the hibernaculum.
Are you kidding?
They're in a deep sleep, right?
Pretty deep, as far as I know.
We got to find Sven and get out of here.
You know how you're never supposed to wake a sleeping bear?
(WHISPERING) A pile of sleeping Varme Tyv could be way worse.
Then we better be careful who we wake up.
WU: (WHISPERING) Hey.
I think this is Sven. He's got the tattoos.
Yeah, but he's got two, make that three, people on top of him.
NICK: We just got to be careful.
Move slow.
HANK: All right, get her, and you get him.
NICK: Let me get her. HANK: I'll move his arm.
(GRUNTING SOFTLY)
Um...
Guys, careful.
(INDISTINCT MUMBLING)
Hey.
Okay, get back, get back. Come here. Come on.
Uh... Okay, now what?
NICK: I don't know, there are too many of them.
There's people down here.
All right, everybody just stay calm. We're the police.
We're only here for Sven.
MAN: All right, get up, get up.
Kill them!
NICK: Go, go, up the stairs, go!
MAN 2: No one can know we're here. (OVERLAPPING CHATTER)
Come on, come on. Come on.
(THUDDING) We got to rethink this.
We're not gonna be able to keep them down there.
We have to get back to the cars.
We're just gonna let them loose?
I don't think we have a choice now!
Three, two, one, go!
(GRUNTING)
WOMAN: Hurry up!
MAN: They went outside! WOMAN: Don't let them get away!
(OVERLAPPING YELLING)
We'll never make it to the cars! To the barn!
MAN: Over here!
WOMAN: It's cold out here.
MAN: Don't worry about it. Get them, get them!
Stop them! WOMAN: Faster!
(PANTING)
MONROE: Oh, my God!
SVEN: Don't let them get away!
Stop them before they get there!
There's the stolen cab.
(ALL YELLING)
I'm calling for back-up!
No, they'll never get here on time!
Hell of a lot of them coming this way!
Get the shovel!
(THUDDING)
Everybody get ready.
(GRUNTING)
Get the door. Yeah.
MAN: Got it!
They're in!
(YELLING)
(GROANING)
(VARME TYV MOANING)
So cold, so cold.
WU: Nick, Hank, get over here.
What's happening?
(SHIVERING)
They're freezing.
How do we explain this one?
I don't think we can.
So, what do we do?
We got to put them back.
All of them?
They're innocent. We can't just let them die.
(SHIVERING CONTINUES)
MONROE: Okay.
(PANTING)
(WHISPERING) You think they'll survive?
I hope.
(SIGHS) Let's get it closed back up.
MONROE: Quietly, quietly.
We were never here.
Ah. Probably better that way.
Hey, wait a minute.
(WHISPERING) What happened to Sven?
Frozen solid in the barn.
Yeah, he was never here either.
Otherwise they're gonna find everyone else.
So, what are we gonna do with him?
Taxi!
Excuse me, are you on duty?
(SCREAMING)
The misfortune of our family
is already passing to you.
I'm so sorry.
I know you love Juliette,
but you have to end it and never see her again.