The Sisters Grimm (2025) s01e02 Episode Script

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[bird squawks]
[bird cawing]
Ouch!
[groans] Stop it, you mean little pixie.
[barks]
[shrieks] What were you saying about
adventure, Daphne?
That I liked being on one?
Seems like a premature thought.
What does "premature" mean?
Way too early to tell.
Sabrina, is Granny going to die?
You mean Relda?
No, not if I can help it.
You mean not if we can help it.
Yeah, yeah, sure. That's what I meant.
Stop talking, spies!
- Ugh! We're not spies.
- [scoffs] Oh, yeah?
Tell it to the fish.
There's no fish in swimming pools.
[pixies chuckling]
[groans] Uh, quiet, spy. Now move.
Let my sister go.
No one's going anywhere,
not unless you confess your crimes.
What crimes?
Stealing the old lady from me.
- Granny?
- No. Relda Grimm.
She is our granny.
Exactly what a spy would say.
It's true.
She's the only family we have left.
Allegedly.
Whoever she is,
we're trying to save her life.
Oh, yeah? [scoffs] Save her from what?
[both] A giant.
What?
Just a minute.
- [pixies whispering]
- Yeah. Yes. [stammers]
What do you-- Of course
it'd make a difference if they drowned.
[pixie groans]
[groans] We have to find her
and Mr. Canis before it's too late.
Mmm.
How do I know you're telling the truth?
- You don't.
- Ask Elvis.
[growling]
[whines, barks]
Ah, fine.
[sighs] Okay, when did this happen?
And how big is the gi-- [grunts]
Whoo! Way to go, Sabrina!
- Come on, Daph.
- [pixies exclaim]
[gasps]
Whoa.
Yeah.
[fairy laughing]
Oh, you should see your face right now.
You and your flying cockroaches
threaten us, and you think it's funny?
- [pixies groan]
- [blows raspberry]
Well, we wouldn't hurt you.
I just wanted answers.
You could've asked nicely.
You get more flies with sugar than salt.
Oh, please.
You get more flies with rotting meat.
Then you must be riddled with them.
Oh, a fairy can dream.
[scoffs] Let's go.
[Elvis grunts]
We need to get to the house
and study the books about giants.
Or maybe we look for the giant
ourselves and talk to him.
But then what, Daphne?
What do we know about giants?
And what if Four-Story Steve
doesn't like chitchat?
We need a real plan.
Well, I'm trying to come up with one,
but you're not listening.
[shrieks] Stop swooping like that.
[groans] I can't believe this guy.
You can't believe me? Me?
I'm not the one who lost my grandmother.
We didn't lose her.
Well, rescuing feeble, old ladies
is for heroes.
I'm a villain, a very bad villain.
Don't ask me to help.
[grunts] We didn't.
[barks]
Excuse me, Peter Pan,
do you know anything about giants?
Come on. He's slowing us down.
Peter Pan?
I'm not Peter Pan!
How do people not know this?
I'm Puck.
Oh.
Well, do you know anything
about giants, Puck?
- Or about red handprints?
- [sighs]
You really don't wanna know about those.
We really do.
[groans]
Daph, "Pluck" doesn't know anything.
It's Puck! And you're the one
who doesn't know anything.
Who hasn't heard of the Trickster King?
Prince of Fairies?
Robin Goodfellow?
I'm the most famous Everafter in town.
Do you work for Santa?
[screams]
Do I look like I work for Santa?
[breathes deeply]
[Puck growls]
[Sabrina] Ignore him.
We have to keep moving.
[barks]
[Puck] Don't people read the classics?
I'm in Shakespeare's most famous play.
I don't recall a creepy bug in Hamlet.
It's Midsummer Night's Dream!
Oh, this country's youth.
- I'm leaving.
- [Sabrina] Good riddance.
[sighs] There's the town.
I think the cottage is on the other side.
- [rustling]
- [gasps]
- [barking]
- Hmm.
Sabrina, maybe he can fly over the town
and look for the giant.
I'm pretty sure he wants to help.
[Elvis whines, pants]
We can't count on "Peck."
It's Puck!
[Sabrina] We need those books
so I can figure out what to do.
But he's one of them,
and he knows this area.
You saw what that kid tried to do to us,
and you wanna trust him?
He seems worried about Granny.
I really think we need his help.
No, Daphne. He's a terrible idea.
[gasps]
What I say never matters.
It hasn't mattered since Mom and Dad left.
[sighs] That's not true.
Yes, it is.
[sighs] Okay.
Yes, it's true.
But one of us has to be the grown-up
and make hard decisions,
whether I want to be that person or not.
And right now, I say we go
back to the house to make a plan.
And fly bait is not coming with us!
Fine!
But you'll never find her alone!
You're just two little stink-haired girls.
The old lady is probably a goner!
- We've been walking for hours.
- [sighs] An hour, just one.
It's not much further.
- [vehicle approaching]
- Unless-- Hold on.
Is that a police car?
[sighs] What do I do? What do I do?
[groaning]
Excuse me!
Afternoon, kids.
- Elvis.
- [barks]
You know Elvis?
[chuckles] I know Relda,
and I know her granddaughters
just arrived.
- Small town. [chuckles]
- Small town.
Uh, you need a ride home?
Elvis?
[sniffing, barks]
Okay.
So, how are you liking
Ferryport Landing so far?
It's completely banan--
Bonanza. It's bonanza. Good times.
Yeah. Birthday party every day.
Glad to hear it. [chuckles]
I assume you've already concocted
an elaborate scheme
to get Relda and Canis back.
- [Daphne] Huh?
- Oh, we all know about the giant.
[Sabrina] We?
Relda Grimm's been in
worse scrapes than this.
You may feel trained for this,
but rest assured, Ferryport Landing's
finest are on the case.
Trained?
So, Officer Hamstead,
are you an Everafter then?
Oh, sure.
I-I guess you could say that I am--
[radio static]
[Charming] Officer Hamstead,
did you find them?
Nothing must ruin
tomorrow's fundraising ball.
So get those menacing Grimms
to the station.
[chuckles] Of course, Mayor Charming.
Uh, y-you and your jokes. [chuckles]
[Charming] Are the girls in the car?
Uh-huh.
[Charming grunts] Very well.
Hello, girls.
Good to see you met Officer Hamstead.
[chuckles] Uh, yeah.
[Charming] He'll take good care of you.
Ferryport Landing is-- [chuckles]
Let me tell you about Ferryport Landing
Do you remember when we left Mrs. Donovan?
The one who locked us in a room?
Yes, her. Remember the day we left?
When she was driving us
to the kids' work camp and we--
Oh, Mrs. Donovan.
You mean now?
[Charming speaks indistinctly]
One.
Two.
Three!
- Mrs. Donovan!
- [Sabrina panting]
- Run, Daphne!
- Hey, wait! Get back here!
[Charming] Hamstead, what happened?
Did they flee?
[barks]
[sighs] What do I do? What do I do?
[barking]
[barks]
- Right on, Elvis.
- [barks]
Quickly, now! [grunts]
- [Hamstead] Gotcha!
- [shrieks] Get off!
- [grunting]
- Let go of her!
[grunting]
- [groans, straining]
- [barking]
Here we go. [groans, grunts]
[blows]
[squealing]
[shrieks] What are you?
That's so cool. How'd you do that?
[squealing]
Uh, so he's a pig then?
This town is super awesome.
It's super something.
Ready? Good job. You too, Elvis.
Guess we're not helpless after all!
- [barks]
- I think Elvis knows the way home.
[Elvis barking]
[gasps] How do we know which ones fit?
Only one way to find out.
One down
[sighs] 12 more to go.
Ugh. And last but not least [sighs]
[straining] I-I--
[sighs] I don't understand.
Did you unlock them all?
[laughs] You expect to save the old lady,
and you can't even open a stupid door?
Ugh. I'd hoped you got caught
in a bug zapper.
But lucky for you, I'm back.
If you want in,
you have to tell the house you are home.
Of course! Granny Relda says it.
We're home, house!
[lock clicks]
See? Helpful.
The old lady tells me everything.
Like it or not, you need me.
No, we don't.
Tell that to the locked door.
[grunts] Watch it, you creepy moth.
[door creaks, slams]
Ooh!
You called him a moth,
and he turned into a moth.
[high-pitched chattering]
Remember, I'm one of the bad guys,
so don't tell anyone I helped you.
It would be super scandalous.
You must really care about her.
[scoffs] Not at all,
but Relda feeds me sometimes.
So if she gets eaten by a giant,
adios, free lunches.
Plus, I want to slay a giant.
[scoffs] But we don't know where it is.
Well, I did a flyby
all the way to the mountains.
Saw tracks but no giant.
I told the pixies to keep searching.
And while they're at it,
why don't you whip me up some lunch?
[scoffs] Dream on, buttercup.
Look, being your leader is a lot of work.
The old lady always makes lunch
when a mystery is afoot.
You are not our leader.
You don't even know anything,
like why the mayor
and the police are after us.
Fine! I'll find Relda on my own.
- Make my sandwich to go. No onions.
- [growls]
We do need his help.
Fine. But he will make his own sandwich.
[scoffs]
[mumbles] No, focus.
Oh, this bread is vexing me.
Ugh. Eat quickly, and let's get to work.
[grunting]
Here, like this. Remember?
Oh, yeah.
Ha! Bet you wish you had my sandwich. Mmm.
Whoa.
[retches]
Why do you have a crown?
I'm Prince of the Fairies.
Emperor of Pixies, Hobgoblins,
Elves and Gnomes. Trickster King.
Spiritual guide to delinquents, layabouts,
interlopers and bad apples.
You are nothing
but a stuck-up 12-year-old boy.
[sucks teeth]
That's the upside of being an Everafter:
You're as old as you want to be
[licks thumb]
and I plan to be this age
until the sun burns out.
I'd love to see you screaming in the dark
when the earth freezes over, but for now
I'm reading about giants.
Coming!
Plate in the sink, please.
Giant Problems just told us who they are.
We need a book about stopping them.
[scoffs] I'm the smartest person I know,
and I've never read a book in my life.
You're wasting your time.
I could stop a giant whenever I want.
Well, there's the door. Go get 'em, champ.
[chuckles]
[mumbles] Yes. Mm-hmm.
Diary of a Wicked Queen, Kissing Frogs:
Dating in the Modern World.
- [groans] Age-inappropriate.
- [whines]
[grunts]
Sabrina, look.
Maybe this could help?
"Fairy Tale Accounts, 1941 to 1965
by Edwin Alvin Grimm."
It's like a family history
going all the way back to
Jacob and Wilhelm Grimm?
Yeah, your great-grand-somethings.
By the way,
those books you're rubbing your scabby
hands all over are true-life histories.
We're descended from the Brothers Grimm?
You didn't get that?
Uh, no.
Oh, I did.
[scoffs] It's a "giant" [laughs] deal
to be a Grimm.
You're special!
Not as special as me, of course,
but it's pretty cool that so many people
long for your demise.
[both] What?
[laughs] Whoa,
you two really don't know anything.
Especially you.
[Puck] It's a long story.
You'll learn soon enough
if you don't get eaten by a giant first.
- [Elvis barks]
- Huh?
[whining]
What'd you find, boy?
Look.
What is it, Daph?
"Fairy Tale Accounts by Henry Grimm"?
This is Dad's handwriting.
Everything Granny said was true.
Mom and Dad hid
everything about who we are.
[sniffles] They lied to us.
[whines]
[sniffles]
They must've had their reasons.
When we get Granny back,
we'll find out why.
Mayor Charming?
Oh, wow.
Barf! What a dumb outfit.
Listen.
"Another run-in with Charming.
Mom and Dad found him trying
to buy thousands of acres."
Oh, I heard about that.
There was a wicked fisticuffs
between your grandfather and Charming.
"Charming lost the most
when he moved to America.
He was forced to sell his castle
and all he owned."
"The ship carrying his fortune
sunk in the Hudson.
He blew his remaining funds
on several bad investments."
[cries]
Aw. The poor guy.
He probably misses his old kingdom.
[scoffs] Yeah. Well, that poor guy
sent the cops after us.
Is there more about giants
or red handprints?
Unless you know something,
which I highly doubt.
Yeah. I-I-- I know enough,
but the old lady knows lots more.
[Daphne] It goes on.
"Giants never meddle with humans
unless a deal is struck."
Who would want to
make a deal with a giant?
Ooh, ooh, ooh.
I want to make a deal with a giant.
So, someone desperate who
wants to rebuild his kingdom.
Maybe Mayor Charming had the giant
kidnap Relda and Canis
so they wouldn't figure out
what kind of bad stuff he was up to.
Good theory.
But Daphne, we're just two girls
and a useless boy against a giant.
A hungry giant.
Did you know they love to eat people?
[grunting]
Ugh.
Plus, the mayor and the whole police force
are against us.
Giants, moth-boys, a surprise grandma.
Our parents hid everything from us.
I don't even know
what's happening anymore.
Well, I do.
Okay. Tell me what you think we should do.
I think we need to ask for help.
- Right, Elvis?
- [barks]
[clicks tongue] Uh, he's a dog.
A really good dog.
He can help us for sure.
Can't you, boy?
Hey, what are you doing?
Elvis, no! Leave it.
Daphne, stop. What's that?
"Sabrina, Daphne and Puck."
Oh, my name should've been first.
Mom and Dad.
And Granny and Canis.
"If you are reading this,
then one of our investigations
has gone completely off the rails.
In fact, it's probably
very bad at this point.
Anyway, take my keys
and enter the forbidden room.
Answers will stare you in the face.
Relda."
Daphne, I'm sorry
I didn't listen to you before.
That's okay.
Now what?
Hmm.
Now we're ready for anything.
We're following your lead, Daphne.
[barks]
We just have to find out what's
on the other side of the door.
Sadly, you two probably won't survive.
"Stare us in the face."
What does that even mean?
It means I should go first since
I've wanted to get in there forever.
[grunts] Royalty first, stink bomb.
- You're a baby. Stop it.
- You two, stop it! This is serious.
[clattering]
So much for the element of surprise.
[voice] Knock off that racket right now!
- [screams]
- [growls]
We just have to go.
Okay. On three.
One, two, three!
Huh?
It's just a mirror.
Oh, what a rip-off.
Her note said all the answers
Would stare us in the face. The mirror!
Maybe there's more to it.
There must be something we're missing.
[shudders] I think I see something.
What? What is it?
It's a booger. It's in your nose!
- [laughs]
- [sighs]
Oh, I am funny!
Tell me who you are
[screams]
or feel my wrath!