Grimm

Previously on Grimm...

No!

What have you done?

I don't have any powers.

You've taken everything.

Farley Kolt.

- Put the coins on the bed. - No.

You'll never find them again.

What the hell?

He's not himself.

He's been acting weird.

I'm just, you know, worried about him as to what he saw.

Has he said anything?

No, but I can tell there's something not right.

Hank's got to be shook up about this in some way.

You know, I mean whether he's talking about it or not,

when I saw him looking up at me, he was freaked.

Aah!

And it's a look I've seen before, let me tell you.

I'm sure you're hoping it will just go away,

and he won't say anything, but look.

This is not, like, your ordinary nightmare, okay?

He knows he was awake.

And his brain is trying to process the unprocessable.

I mean, what did you think when you first saw one woge?

- I thought I was going crazy. - Right, well...

Hank's probably going through the same thing, you know?

You know, with you, it was one thing.

He was hit. He was knocked out.

He was a little dazed.

But I mean, he saw Brinkerhoff change.

That is so not going to make it any easier.

Trust me, mental hospitals are chock-full of people

who have spent their lives trying to wrap their minds

around things they've seen and can't explain.

Great.

But hey, look, with Hank,

maybe it'll be different, you know?

He's a cop.

He's already seen a bunch of crazy stuff.

With any luck, it'll wear off in a couple, three years.

Hello.

I found your friend.

Marquesa.

It's time for you to get on a plane to Portland.

Thanks.

You don't look like you slept too well.

I didn't.

What's going on?

The usual suspects, tossing and turning.

Must have been something I ate.

What did you get from Interpol?

File on Akira Kimura.

Ah, yeah.

One of the guys responsible for killing your parents.

It's a great way to start your day.

And get this, they tied him to the beating death

of a coin collector in hamburg.

Turns out the victim was the dealer who sold

the three gold coins to Sam Bertram here in Portland.

I'm not sad those coins disappeared.

You know, that's a nasty-looking guy.

The hell is that thing on his face?

It's called the Aegishjalmur.

And it means what?

Helm of awe.

It's a symbol the vikings wore for invincibility.

You know what?

I'm going to trust my flak jacket.

We got our last known whereabouts on Mr. invincible?

Lisbon. 14 months ago.

Welcome to the Portland governor, sir.

Where's Marquesa?

I found a lot more than him.

I've got something very special for you.

Why don't you come out and see your new home?

That's a good girl.

Marquesa was tied to a jewelry store robbery

here in Portland 2 1/2 months ago.

The owner, Sam Bertram, was killed during the robbery.

Now after that, Marquesa killed a police officer,

gained access to the precinct using his uniform

in an attempt to get at a police captain.

That's where I became intrigued.

I couldn't figure out why Marquesa

went after a police captain

after he pulled off a heist.

So I did a little more digging on your behalf.

And that's when I found out...

There were three gold coins discovered

in that jeweler's stomach the night he was killed.

Now I got all this from the coroner's report.

How did you get this report?

'Cause ex New York City cops generally get what they want,

which brings me to my next subject.

These are the two detectives that handled the case

and killed Marquesa.

This is captain Renard, the guy Marquesa went after.

This guy?

I don't know how he figures into everything.

He's a local guy. Repairs clocks.

I believe he's a police informant.

And I think one of these men

either has the coins or knows where they are.

Our deal was for me to find Marquesa.

Well, I did that.

These coins, however, present

a whole new business opportunity.

So you want to be my partner?

This is the guy Marquesa went after.

That's him coming out of his condo.

I got names and addresses on all of them.

You need me.

Not anymore.

So, Mr. Adams,

you must have found something that wasn't good for you.

Adalind?

Hi, Juliette. I'm glad you remember me.

Of course I remember you.

Well, I just wasn't sure if I should come by

since things didn't work out with Hank, you know.

Oh, stop.

I don't take my patients based on their owners' social lives.

I'm glad you came in,

and I'm glad you brought your cat.

Well, I am relieved to hear that because Majique

- seems to be pretty sick. - Oh, no.

What seems to be the problem with miss Majique?

She's just not herself.

She's sluggish. She won't eat.

I'm pretty worried.

Do you think it's serious?

Well, I hope not, but I'm probably going to want

to keep her overnight to run some tests.

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

Oh, you seem to have the touch.

Ow!

Majique!

I'm so sorry. Are you okay?

Yeah, it's an occupational hazard.

I'm sure she didn't mean it.

She's a good kitty, aren't you, Majique?

Hey.

Where's the body?

First floor, room at the back.

- It's a little messy. - Well, what do you we know?

Uh, male, mid-40s.

Looks like somebody took a weed wacker to this throat.

Checked in three weeks ago under the name Nathaniel Adams.

Clerk says he kept to himself,

paid his rent, listed his home as New York City.

There was no sign of forced entry.

Maid discovered the body about an hour ago.

You weren't kidding about the weed wacker.

Looks more like a hatchet.

Except his head's still here.

- Who rolled the body? - Nobody.

That's the way the maid said she found him.

Well, this body's been rolled.

The pattern on the carpet matches the blood on his shirt.

That could have been the killer.

There's no wallet, nothing in his pockets.

Maybe a robbery.

There's nothing in the room except for a coat...

Got it.

Hanging behind the bathroom door.

There's a key here. Looks like a rental.

There we go.

Hey, we got some equipment back here.

Cameras, lenses, monopod.

Let's see what he was taking pictures of.

Download's done.

Let's see what this guy was shooting.

I hope it's not something too gross.

- What the hell? - Why's this guy watching us?

I don't know. Better find out.

All right, we better tell the captain.

I'll call him.

Might be a good idea to put some uniforms at our houses.

Got it. I'll send one to the captain's.

Oh, no. Patty.

Where are the coins?

Where are the coins?

Where are the coins?

Where are they?

Who are you?

I'm the one who asks the questions.

Where are the coins?

I don't have them.

They were taken from me.

Give me his name.

Farley Kolt.

Kolt does not have them.

I found him in Los Angeles.

I wasted three days finding out he didn't have them.

I don't plan to waste that much time with you.

Look, I told you, I don't have the coins.

Where are the coins?

Captain? Sergeant Wu.

Detective Griffin wanted me to come over and check on you.