Nick: He has my son, kinda complicates things.
Hank: I don’t have a son. Want me to talk to him?
Woah. WOAH Eve. Just drop some profound shit on us in like, a 60-second scene why don’t you.
I’ve entered that phase of a Grimm season where I have no fucking clue where they’re going and I’m just kinda chilling like “go ahead Grimm Writers. Just fuck me up.”
So I feel like pretty soon we’re gonna find out what the dangerous/hazardous/perilous part of the Magic Stick is.
Robotomy. Like a lobotomy for robots.
Nick: They want Grimms on their side.
Trubel: Yeah, that makes sense. They wanna keep their heads.
Okay, like way back in season one, I wrote a tiny snippet of drawer fic in which Team Grimm was battling to save the world from some evil that was trying to take it over. But I kinda never imagined they would go there like this and I also wrote Renard on their side.
My heart is broken. Renard, I am so disappointed in you.
Man, Renard, you seriously drank all the damn kool-aid, didn’tcha?
Sean: Sometimes the only way to protect the ones you love is to let them go.
Nick: And sometimes the only way to protect the ones you love is to kill the people who threaten them.
I love how Trubel is such a sibling right now. She’s all “you want me to kill him? I’ll kill him for ya!”
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