- Hank Griffin: You still gonna sleep like a baby tonight?
- Sergeant Wu: Yup.
- [holds up machete]
- Sergeant Wu: I'm sleeping with this.
- Nick Burkhardt: [writing in Grimm journal] When the jiboko opened itself up, and gathered the dead kenoshimobe back into... can we call that a womb?
- Sergeant Wu: I'm just gonna go out on a limb here and say a womb with a view.
- Rosalee Calvert: Woah. You really went there.
- Monroe: [notices what looks like a face in the ceiling of their bedroom] Uhhhh...
- Rosalee Calvert: [sees his expression, looks up and sees it too] Ohhh... You don't think...
- Monroe: No, I mean, that's pine!
- [turns out the light]
- Monroe: [in the dark] We should prob'ly paint the ceiling.
- Rosalee Calvert: Yeah, I think that's a good idea.
- Monroe: Yeah.
- [final lines]
- Nick Burkhardt: Both he and Ralph have records, mostly of the yahoo type: DUIs, criminal trespass, hunting without a license, waste of deer and elk.
- Hank Griffin: So, not your run-of-the-mill tree huggers.
- Sergeant Wu: But there's something that garnered my attention. Usually people that go missing in the wild are hikers, mountain bikers, joggers, but these were not. Their vehicles were found abandoned: no suicide notes, no arguments with spouses, nothing. Just parked vehicles in the woods.
- Hank Griffin: Sounds like a classic alien abduction.
- Sergeant Wu: Haven't gone there yet, but I'm open.
- Hank Griffin: You know anything about a kenoshimobe?
- Monroe: Uh huh.
- Rosalee Calvert: Japanese?
- Hank Griffin: Yeah. It matches Ralph's description.
- Nick Burkhardt: Looks like something that could bleed chlorophyll.
- Hank Griffin: [reading from Grimm journal] There was insufficient information of the kenoshimobe, considering these observations of Emi Ando Araki are unreliable and opium-addled. His findings detail the elusive solitary beings, and though other recorded accounts are exiguous...
- Monroe: That's one of my favorite words.
- Hank Griffin: ...there is a testimony regarding its human form, if indeed it has one. And those captured are never seen again, lost to the boscage... boscage, anyone?
- Nick Burkhardt: Not a clue.
- Monroe: Has to do with a lot of trees.
- Rosalee Calvert: It's like a grove or a thicket.
- Hank Griffin: ...lost to the boscage for eternity.
- Rosalee Calvert: So the bodies are never found.
- Monroe: Maybe he does eat them. Or feeds them to his furry forest friends.
- Sergeant Wu: Ran background checks, every single one has a record. Punished or fined for crimes against nature, and not the Bible-thumping sex kind.
- Rosalee Calvert: So if it is a kenoshimobe, or a curupira, or whatever, and it's killing someone that's destroying where it lives, I mean, isn't there a law that allows you to defend your home?
- Hank Griffin: Yes, but the circumstances of the defense are always taken into consideration.
- Monroe: No, she's right! What if it's like a deep biological drive? That would be like blaming a spider for killing a fly - not that the web is a home, I'm just saying we're in a moral green area, if you will.
- Monroe: Usually forest Wesen who do not take kindly to disrespecting nature. You know, it's like if someone went into your house, broke in, shot your dog, ate your cat, fished in your aquarium, set your kitchen on fire, and peed in your bed.
- Nick Burkhardt: So... we've done all we can.
- Hank Griffin, Sergeant Wu, Rosalee Calvert, Monroe: Yeah. yeah.
- [Everyone leaves in a hurry; glad to be done with THAT weirdness]