Jacob and Will Grimm (Heath Ledger and Matt Damon) are called upon to investigate the disappearance of a number of girls from what is said to be an enchanted forest.
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(Child coughs) Mama, it's so cold.
WOMAN: It's very, very cold, Will.
Put another log on the fire, lad.
BOY: There isn't any more firewood, Mama.
Don't worry, Ma. Jake will be back soon.
We'll have money for a doctor.
-Did you sell the cow?
-You'll never believe it.
-How much did you get?
-I met a stranger on the road.
He said that they'd make Lottie better
and we'd live happily ever after.
And you believed it? You believed it - you idiot!
You idiot, Jake!
She's gonna die because of you!
Boys, think of your poor sister!
Arretez! Where do you come from, mein Herr?
Kassel, near Frankfurt.
Monsieur, we're looking for food and lodging!
Merci a vous.
Au revoir, monsieur.
MAN: A little something, sir? Help an old soldier!
Help out a soldier, sir!
Oh, thank you. Thank you, sir!
God bless you, sir! God bless you!
Oh! Oh, God bless you.
Groom your horses for half a franc, sir?
Do you know the mayor of this town?
Only groom for the best, sir.
Then give him this.
The...the Brothers Grimm?
Every second counts.
MAN: The witch comes in the dead of night,
when the moon is well hid.
She comes out of the darkest, coldest blackness.
Her cry would freeze the very blood in your veins.
You were right to send for us.
How many here have seen her?
Everyone who lives by the old mill stream's seen her.
It was 100 years ago.
The miller's wife was burned at the stake for witchcraft.
They tossed her charred bones into the river.
Ancient law dictates her remains
should have been sealed in a mirror-lined box.
MAN: Ah, well, for nights thereafter children saw her walk the river bank,
beckoning them to her.
And a good many did. The Mill Witch of Karlstadt.
-Yes, we know the legend.
-Then you believe us?
Why, I believe anything you choose to tell me, Fraulein.
Come to my mill. Such ungodly horrors!
Such banshee screeching! And if you dare set eyes...
Oh, shut up! Give him his medicine.
Brothers Grimm, we're at our wits' end.
What can you do for us?
It's difficult. Jake?
When you burn a witch, her soul burns eternally,
er, so the exorcism of witches requires a very special method.
Only an arrow of innocent tears, that is child's tears,
shot directly through the heart can ever put out that fire.
That's the theory. This is no ordinary witch.
But we've got no-one else to turn to.
Can't you help us?
(Gasps) How much?
-You're doing the right thing.
-I hope so.
JACOB: Whatever happens, stay behind that shield.
The armour was forged by Prince Richard the Charming,
who awoke the sleeping beauty Briar Rose.
-It reflects the powers of evil...
-Most of the time.
Right. Surprise is critical.
She mustn't detect us until we're absolutely...
BOTH: Ready for her.
WILL: Hold that. Positions.
Three, two, one.
(WIND DIES AWAY)
She's trying to bring the whole place down!
WILL: Take the shot, Jake!
(Man whimpers) She's here! She's here! She's here!
Kill her through the heart, Will!
Get a hold of yourself, man!
The Brothers Grimm do not fear you!
WILL: Reload, Jake! Don't look her in the eyes!
Hit her in the heart!
-It won't release!
-Don't look her in the eyes.
-Not the eyes!
She's got control of it, Will.
Fight it. Fight it, Jacob.
I can't, Will!
We're brothers, dammit.
WILL: Be a Grimm and fight!
We've killed worse than you!
Down! Down! Down!
Back. She's trying to escape.
All souls take corporeal forms.
And when they fail, they find places to hide.
-Seal these in a mirror-lined box.
Bury them far from any river,
and your witch will be gone for good.
You're a brave man.
Take the bag.
Bless you, brothers.
Whoa, wait. We had a legally binding agreement.
-Yes. Of course.
Thank you. Thank you.
(Stammers) She IS dead?
-Of course she is.
I must tell the whole town!
Our witch is dead!
That one was a bit of a nightmare.
Don't give me that look.
I was a scholar once, Will.
Yeah. Now you're famous.
All the girls know your name. What do you want - an apology?
MAN: Blithering idiot!
Your mother was a toothless cow!
Get me down. Get me down!
Sorry, Hidlick. (Chuckles) Slipped.
Fair Christ. What the hell are you doing - trying to kill us?
(Chuckles) Weren't we supposed to?
(Coughs) God-awful smoke!
You know, just once...just once,
I'd like to sell it on the strength of my performance.
Bunst...watch out for the...
We do all the flying, the burning, the scaring.
-What do we have to show for it?
-Talk to Will.
-One-tenth. Just like God.
And for the other nine-tenths,
all you have to do is ride into town and smile.
Well, talk to Napoleon,
organise your labour, start a guild.
There are two of us, hmm?
Two times 10, hmm?
We want a twentieth.
Shrewd thespians. Now, here's the plan.
Have a couple of days rest, then meet us in Hamburg.
Jake knows a legend of a bridge troll there.
"Bridge troll"! Yeah!
How comes he gets to do the monsters,
I end up playing the girly Dunkers?
'Cause you, my friend, have talent.
You've got range.
What do I have, Will?
You, my handsome friend, have heart.
You, bro, have enough bullshit to fill the Palace of Versailles.
Right. You want the truth of it, boys?
It's a short, brutish struggle, then you die.
Life's little subterfuges make it all worthwhile.
Your half, Professor.
Oh. Would you prefer this in magic beans?
I'll take the beans, thanks, Will.
Hey! Can you hear me?
Where are you?
(LIVELY FOLK MUSIC)
JACOB: Yes, we stuck together.
Unafraid. And you were very, very brave, weren't you?
Who's a brave miller? You are!
Drink up, dear boy.
Will Grimm. Shall we?
Nothing comes between us brothers!
Not a few witches, no!
And not vicious beasts in the sky!
(Chuckles) And not murderous queens, no!
Not even Godfather Death!
Because only the truest of truthful love
could ever beat the grim reaper!
-Isn't that right, Will?
The grim reaper!
Oooh, I've got a story! I've got a story!
Once upon a time, there was an imp
whose name we had to guess.
And we had to go right down to the flaming belly of hell to find out,
but we did it - we did it!
I can tell you what -
this business is quite a lucrative one, if you know what I mean.
There is definitely money to be made in witches.
He can't hold his ale!
I can't hold me ale!
(Man mutters) Bloody French.
Oh, kiss a froggy and he'll turn into a prince.
-(Will hisses) Stop it, Jake!
Stop it! You're drunk.
Perhaps a gorgeous Chateau Neuf du Pape.
Come. 1792 - a very good year.
(BAND PLAYS 'LA MARSEILLAISE') Vive la revolution.
On the house.
Oh, no, don't be too hasty, my friend.
Better to let something like that breathe.
That's the same weak piss Hans always puts in the basement.
Nice one. Nice one.
Well, the music seems to have turned horribly French.
Shall we continue our little philosophical discussion upstairs?
What do you say, Jake - a little chit, a little chat?
A little huff, a little puff, thank you very much, Will.
There he goes.
Mythical damsels and princesses are all he's really concerned with.
Very well, then. Magic awaits.
I know! We can play my favourite game!
It's called 'Who's the Fairest of Them All'?
Beans, Jake! Beans!
Ah, you're an idiot!
Wait for me, now, ladies. I'm coming!
(Mutters) Beans. More magic beans.
Oh, no, they're magic beans.
Well...the giants will crush you, and...
..they'll rip out your heart.
-Guten Nacht, Herr Grimm.
Ich, ich, acht...ich, ich...
(Yawns) What's going on?
(Italian accent) How can you speak this language?
Every word is like an execution.
Bene, bene. (Chuckles)
Your horses are ready.
(Yawns) You've got a rope tied around your foot.
Never fear, Jake!
I shall return for you!
Signori, with bounteous pleasure I, Mercurio Cavaldi,
present to you the renowned,
the legendary the General Viveran Delatombe,
the military commander of the Kingdom Westphalia,
formerly known as...
-No, no, no, no.
Exactly what am I enduring here?
Can someone please tell me who gave birth to this?
It's Bavarian blood sausage with sauerkraut.
I gutted the pig myself.
I bet you did.
Grimmi, you are to have to stand trial
for subterfuge and theft.
For which the minimum sentence is...?
-(Will laughs nervously) Oh, no, no.
-That's...that's a mistake.
-That's is absolutely unnecessary.
These country people, they...they believe things!
It was an academic experiment!
We do this...just to test them for science!
-Yes, they're snails.
Your friends have told us everything -
everything except one thing.
-Where are the children of Marbaden?
Nine cute little bambini.
-We've never even been to Marbaden.
Open up the cauldron!
-No, no, no! No!
WILL: On my honour, I swear!
-I swear! No!
-We didn't do it!
Of course you didn't.
We have been observing you for some time.
No, stop it! He said stop it!
However, someone in Marbaden is working as you two.
Same talents. Same tricks.
It is a thorn in my toe.
If you pull it out, I might be persuaded to offer you amnesty.
Oh...so you mean, if we work for you...
-That's right, Jacob.
Messieurs...go to Marbaden. Unmask these villains.
Find the missing children.
GIRL: Hans! We have to stay where we can still see the village.
Not if we're going to find the missing girls.
We're going too far.
Greta, nothing has ever happened to anyone in daytime.
"And in the very middle of the wood was the witch's gingerbread house."
Hey! Come back!
(Man hums 'Brahms' Lullaby')
(Sings) # Rock-a-bye, Grimmis
-# On the treetop... #
# When the wind blows
# The cradle will rock
# When the bough breaks
# The cradle will fall... #
Lieutenant, keep your eyes open.
Sergeant, they are mine.
You go and sell the oil of snake, Grimmi.
Good people of... (Groans)
It was a long trip.
WILL: People of Marbaden...
Hello? Anyone there?
Say, brother, why don't you have a look round,
make sure there's no French soldiers anywhere?
We wouldn't want to run into any French...
Oh. Aye. Morning. Hello.
Will, there's a... Ah.
Who are you?
Grimm is the name. Two 'M's.
We are the Brothers Grimm.
-They don't know who we are.
MAN: Stand aside, Gregor.
I'll deal with this.
What's your business?
We're here to save your land from evil enchantments.
(Woman cackles) Too late!
The old ways have returned! (Cackles)
(Mutters) You handle it, Jake.
Uh...well, we're from Kassel, near Frankfurt.
But we've heard about your missing children.
Food for trolls!
Hold your tongue, you old witch, or you'll get another ducking.
CHILD: Papa! Papa! They can help us!
-GREGOR: Stay back.
-CHILD: It's alright.
They're the Brothers Grimm. People talk about them in Malsburg.
-Right you are, son.
The famous Brothers Grimm. Look at this strapping young lad.
HE is my daughter.
And a fine wife he'll make some lucky man.
CHILD: They kill trolls and giants, Papa.
That's right. Of course we do, darling.
Jake, me...the team.
Team Grimm at your service.
(Tearfully) We were trying to find and rescue the others.
Greta was afraid because she thought
there really was a witch in the gingerbread house.
Then birds stole our trail of crumbs.
It was a trap. The forest made it.
WOMAN: Yes, yes! It took my daughter too!
-WOMAN 2: Mine too.
-WOMAN 3: And mine!
MAN: 10 girls are missing!
Trees themselves set upon her, up and snatched her away.
Just left her little riding cape.
Like a wolf.
And when my daughter ran, it took flight.
Do you understand? It flew!
Rope pulley, snap boards, fishing line, wolf pelt.
WOMAN: Our people always knew that the forest was enchanted,
but it's never turned against us.
-Until the French occupation.
you have nothing further to fear.
The Brothers Grimm are with you now.
Your salvation is at hand.
Now, we need a guide -
someone who knows the forest.
-There is one.
-The cursed one. (Spits)
Excuse me, Herr Kraus.
(Clears throat) Um...
We've come to help find the missing children.
We'll only need a few hours of your time.
Oh. Sorry. Is your father here?
Is there a man of any...?
BOTH: Cursed. (Both spit)
Perhaps you don't realise who we are. We're the Brothers Grimm.
The men who vanquished the Mill Witch of Karlstadt,
the Frog-boy of Glugenhoff,
and the Cannibal Chef of the Schwarzwald
in her gingerbread house of terror.
Uh, miss, we need a guide,
someone who knows the paths through the forest.
We'll...we'll pay you money.
Or beads, or...
..pretty shiny things from the big city.
Uh...miss, we believe your village may be under some kind of curse.
Do you think I care about the village?
But he was trying to run away.
Are you aware that 10 girls in this village have gone missing?
Two of those girls were my sisters.
Oh, if your sisters are lucky sisters,
they are dead sisters.
Who's your friend?
-CAVALDI: I? Who am I?
I am Mercurio Cavaldi,
of the great Cavaldis, the paramount master of the torturing arts.
We need her warm and breathing.
WILL: Good people of Marbaden,
your daughters will be returned
and you shall regain your courage and your joy.
To the forest!
WILL: I don't know if I mentioned it, but my name's Will.
That's my brother, Jake.
I don't know if I mentioned it, but my name's Will.
-That's my brother...
Angelika. Lovely. Listen.
Whatever trickster we're hunting -
and by trickster, of course, I mean 'demon' -
he's got to have a hide-out.
He's got to have a base of operations.
For example, these caves here.
Nothing there, just animal bones and old drawings.
Well, 9 times out of 10 there's a human perpetrator.
Apparently we're on foot from here.
CAVALDI: Why? Why we go this way?
Because even the animals would never come this way.
'Weapons'? We keep the weapons.
We work with other tools, Angelika.
WILL: Don't be afraid.
I know this sophisticated technology must look very strange to you.
-What exactly is it meant to do?
I feel it's safe to proceed.
JACOB: You understand this really is exciting for us?
I mean, our folktales sprang from places just like this.
I mean, it's funny - everywhere you look,
you can feel the forest's ancient power.
Oh! Ah! Oh.
I mean... (Grunts) ..I mean, to our ancestors,
this place was sacred.
Until the Christians invaded. Now it's just territory.
JACOB: Oh! Heavens above!
Will! Will, look at this.
So, the Christian king built all this?
In the middle of the forest?
They cut it down.
It grew back.
I thought you said the animals don't come here?
The animals don't drink from the spring.
I mean, 'Scheiss'.
Are you feeling it, Will - a sense of, uh, dread?
It's almost like a smell.
Excuse me. Sorry.
You're not afraid, are you?
Not like the villagers.
Uh, so... Um, what happened here?
The Christian king destroyed the forest people.
Burnt them to death in the caves.
Uh...what an awful story.
They were the lucky ones.
A year later the plague came.
WILL: Jake? We really should search the tower.
There's no way in.
(Man calls) Angelika. Angelika.
Look. You see that window?
Way, way up high.
Many centuries ago, that's where the queen lived.
She was treasured by all of Europe -
famed for her incredible beauty,
but also vain and selfish.
Her world was her own reflection.
It was on the queen's wedding day
that the plague arrived.
The king was the first to die.
His bride built a tower.
She locked herself away,
safe from the horrors below.
But what she forgot
was that plague is carried on the winds.
When she first fell sick,
and her gorgeous flesh began to rot away,
they say you could hear her screams across the oceans.
My princess isn't afraid, is she?
It's just an old story.
Papa's here to protect you.
The cursed ruins.
Oh, yeah, now, that's good.
'The Cursed Ruins'...
..'Ruins' by Jacob...
'Cursed Ruins' by Jacob...
Hmm. (Clears throat)
..by Jacob Grimm.
(Hums 'Brahms' Lullaby')
(Hums 'Brahms' Lullaby')
Yeah, I kill you and take your eggs and smash them all in...
I'm afraid my instruments aren't detecting much.
Let's call it a day before it gets, you know...too dark.
ANGELIKA: We should leave.
Angelika. Excuse me.
Uh...we came from that direction.
That's not the way.
We walked right past those birch trees.
-That's this way.
-That's the way we walked in.
That's the way we are walking out.
Don't trust the trees.
Hello, Grandmother Toad.
-Show us the path.
-WILL: Oh, God.
Show us the way and I'll give you a kiss.
You're sure, Grandmother?
As I thought.
-You don't believe me?
Taste for yourself.
WILL: We did not come this way! What's her game?
I don't think she's putting it on, Will.
There was some kind of presence back there, watching.
Oh, shut up, Jacob!
Did you actually fall for this spooky dance number, you moon calf?
-She's up to something.
I don't trust her. I'd slip her the goldfish, but I...
-And here we are.
Nicely done, Angelika. Knew you'd find it.
Shh, shh, shh. Here.
(Chuckles) What are you doing?
What are you doing?
WILL: Fruitful expedition.
Many things learned.
Many things learned indeed. Won't be long now.
WILL: Shall we regroup at dawn tomorrow,
give you boys enough time for your beauty sleep?
ANGELIKA: You're on your own tomorrow.
WILL: Sorry, what?
I said, you're on your own tomorrow.
-What did she say?
-She said we're on our own.
You forced me to show you the forest.
I showed you the forest.
It's alright. I'll handle this one.
Could you hitch my horse, Will?
Are you alright?
Can I come in?
These drawings are very good, you know.
I do a bit of drawing myself.
I'm not bad.
Angelika, there was power in that place, wasn't there?
In the tower.
Father used to take us there.
And where is he now?
Last winter. They say the wolves took him.
Look, if you won't guide us, would you at least give us a map?
A map wouldn't do you any good.
It'd do us more good than it would do you.
At least we can read. Come on, Jake.
You people think you know everything. I've been to the city.
My father saved every penny he earned to buy me a proper education.
Ah. Money down the drain, if you ask me.
You're right. After he died, my sisters were left alone.
They were the first to be taken.
Oh, THAT'S why they call you 'cursed'.
So tell me again, famous Brother Grimm -
how exactly do you intend to save us?
I think I'll do my own searching.
I thought that went rather well.
Gift or...or surprise!
Ah, such German hospitality!
The Brothers Grimm will thank you for your kindness.
-(Sings) # Buon appetito... #
-WILL: Mmm, I'm starving.
CAVALDI: No, no, no, no! Not for you, my little Cinderellas.
(Horse whinnies) Help me!
What a pretty horse you are.
Such big eyes you have.
And big ears you have.
And such a pretty, pretty mouth.
(HORSE WHINNIES LOUDLY)
-Where'd that come from?
-Oh, hey, steady!
We could mechanise the horse, put it on tracks.
What tracks? Did you see tracks, Will?
-There were no tracks!
-Get out of the way!
-WILL: Well, what about mirrors?
-WILL: Use a real animal...
..and a warped mirror.
Will, that was my horse! That was my...
What IS happening?!
-We should really catch that horse.
-JACOB: You're wearing a bonnet.
-Well...yeah, so are you!
JACOB: Faster! Faster, Will!
CAVALDI: Dax, Letorc, don't lose sight of the Grimmi!
Trip-wires! There's someone in the woods!
Will, are you seeing what I'm seeing?
I most definitely am not.
They've put the woods on wheels.
Those trees on tracks.
CAVALDI: Control your horses!
Don't lose sight of the Grimmi!
Go, go, idioti!
I've been looking for you.
Damn, what's happening?
Go. Avanti. Avanti!
Avanti. Dai! Dai! Dai!
You can see they're on tracks.
-MAN: Show yourselves!
-There. There! There!
-Go! Come on!
-MAN: Can you hear me?
What is this, Grimms? What is happening?
These people are much better funded than we are.
(Shrieks) Help me!
(Whimpers) My hair.
(Quietly) Can you hear my voice?
I command you, fall in.
How many times do I have to tell you?!
Oh, I can't breathe. This is insane.
I mean...this changes everything, Will, you know?
-My book. I gotta write this down.
-Beans. Magic beans.
What do you mean? The forest MOVED!
There is a rational explanation for all of this.
What do you mean, a rational explanation?
The branches were...
..and the trees, the forest was sweeping down.
Stop it, Jake!
It was like everything was under some kind of spell.
-ANGELIKA: Or curse.
My...my whole family's cursed.
What about your father, Angelika?
-I have to go back.
On the ground. On the ground, crucchi bastardi!
Down, down! Down!
On the ground.
Now, who killed my men, huh? You tell me, Grimmi.
-Or you will die.
-ANGELIKA: It was the forest!
German peasant. (Spits)
And if you stay it will destroy you too.
Mesdames et messieurs,
the emperor honours me with a visit from you,
his most trusted advisers.
I salute you.
Your shining examples illuminate
this dark German forest of ignorance and....
(SHOUTING AND KNOCKING)
Ah! Il generale!
General... Ah. Guten Tag.
Buongiorno. No, bonjour.
Generale, your soldiers...finito.
I am lucky. Survive.
See? See? Oh, here. Just this little...little wound.
Just a little, little itchy scratch.
We begin with the lobster bisque.
You embarrass me. You RIDICULE me!
You insult me in front of my guests.
These people are Parisian!
They try to blind Cavaldi
with their fairytales and devouring trees
and flying wolves.
But I use my logical brain, Generale.
I can make all this as clear as crystal.
I am in no way responsible. It is them.
They are the ones - the Grimmi!
Uh...the plan is very simple.
They use the little girls as bait,
they lure your soldiers into the forest,
Generale, we are outmanoeuvred, outflanked,
outnumbered by some German force which threatens your superio...
Grimms, what precisely happened in the forest?
General, I believe we witnessed
a case of, uh, authenticated enchantment.
Don't say that. We're not saying that!
-That is not our official position.
-No, it's true.
I will deal with you later.
No, no. No, monsieur. (Kisses)
Don't kill. I...can make them speak.
(All play Boccherini's String Quartet in E major)
ANGELIKA: Wait! No! Stop!
WILL: No, no, no, no, no!
This has nothing to do with me - he followed me!
-JACOB: She's innocent! Let her go!
General, you keep working with Cavaldi,
this country won't be yours much longer.
The great Cavaldi never panicked.
(DOGS BARK) Bon appetit, monsieur.
JACOB: General, Cavaldi was right!
Cavaldi was right.
We saw them. We did.
There was, uh...three in the trees, two in the caves.
-Huge men with weapons.
My master, please, it's working - truth comes out!
These are backward people, ignorant peasants.
They cling to their folklore because it gives them strength.
ANGELIKA: Stop! You're giving them exactly what they want!
The longer this goes on, the more Germans are gonna talk like her.
And then arm themselves! And then organise!
And then it probably won't be just one forest anymore -
it shall be a nation!
-Let us do it our way!
-WILL AND CAVALDI: Yes!
-Send us back into the forest.
We'll lie in wait with our men, our equipment.
-General, trust me...
..let us rig a surprise for them.
Very well, Grimms.
You shall return to the forest.
But I warn you -
attempt to escape and I shall raze every tree,
demolish every building,
slaughter every innocent, in search of you.
Mind his head.
Pack the horses with as much gear as they can carry, alright?
Uh...I'm a little unclear as to who exactly we're up against.
Just stay close to your horse.
Go get back on your horse.
-We're gonna make a run for it.
-Wait, wait, wait, Will.
-I remember the rest of the story.
-What are you talking about?
It's, uh...it's an ancient folklore that was passed down.
The tower - the queen, her story.
-You see, before the plague...
..the queen tortured and killed all the villagers' ancestors
to get her hands on their spells,
and one was a spell for eternal life.
Give me that stupid book!
Will, she's still in the tower. She's there now!
Jake, you've got to understand something.
This is not about the story. It's about you and her.
You want to rescue her.
Well, that's right, Will - because she's part of the story.
She's still there, isn't she?
The queen. She's still in the tower.
She's been there for, what - centuries now?
Waiting for someone.
ANGELIKA: To serve her and find the one spell they kept hidden.
Just a story to scare children.
Well...now, that's not the truth, Angelika.
-I know you believe.
-WILL: Ignore him.
He wishes his whole life were something out of a book,
and now he thinks he's in love.
Shut up, Will!
Angelika, do what your father wanted - leave the village now.
No, Will. I'm gonna find my sisters.
Oh, Will doesn't care about them.
Will doesn't care about anything but himself.
This isn't a fairytale. They are not coming back!
This is not your world, Will!
Angelika, you know, don't you?
The story. It's happening to us now.
We're living it. It's alive. It's real.
And we can give it a happy ending.
(Whispers) Oh, Jake.
Angelika, we'll find your sisters.
Alright? We'll bring 'em back.
Bring back her sisters?
-Bring them back?
Bring them back with what - magic beans?
-Why do you say that?
-Magic beans don't work!
They don't bring people back to life!
They did not then and they will not now!
You go wait by the horses.
Jacob, wait by the horses!
He was doing what he thinks is right, Will.
He was trying to help.
We cannot fight an entire forest.
You're just scared.
You should be too.
Don't you understand?
The idea of going back in there... nothing makes sense there.
It's like being inside Jake's head.
God, I hate him. I... He makes me... He drives me mad.
Makes you feel weak, doesn't he?
Yeah. He always has done.
-The thing is, I can't...
My father thought he could protect his family too, Will.
Jake. Jacob, come back.
Come back, Jake!
WILL: You're a fool!
Now do you see?
I made that armour.
It's not magic. It's just shiny.
Oh, this lovely Fraulein
will not be coming with you, caro story boy.
She will be staying here with me.
It's alright, Will. Just go.
JACOB: What is that? That's a mess, that's what it is.
Well, it was hardly a snap, was it?
-More tension in the snap boards.
Hidlick, we need the trunks up here now, please - the trunks!
What do you suppose I'm doing?
Oh, and this is the last time I'll ask you -
is the chuck basket secure?
Yes, it's secure. (Mutters) God!
So, if we find these 11 girls, we don't get guillotined?
Can you believe these idiot bumpkins
actually think they were devoured by the forest?
And what exactly do WE think?
-JACOB: Alright. OK, positions, lads!
JACOB: Set for take-off.
-Ready? Steady it. Steady...
And three, two, one...take-off!
JACOB: Dammit. Every time.
We need more height! Have we checked the alignment?
The alignment is crucial, Hidlick.
Stop this now, Jacob.
-You're going to kill yourself.
That's great, because then it'll just be you, Will,
and you can have anything and everything that you want.
I mean, what is it exactly you do want, Will, huh?
What - is it Angelika? You want her?
Fine. Take her. She's yours.
I mean... Oh, what about... Is it the money?
I mean, take that.
That's all you seem to do these days is take, take and take.
Jacob Grimm, you petulant child!
What was that? Something moved.
I saw something move. Did you see something move?
(Stammers) Don't ask.
Please don't ask me to look. I...
All my life I've studied these folktales, Will!
And now I find one that's for REAL!
It's not beans.
Don't you understand?
I have to do this.
What do you want me to do?
Honestly? You're my brother.
I want you to believe in me.
I need you to help me.
Alright, lads - let's launch me off into the flaming belly of hell.
Wait. I think you're overcomplicating it.
-A catapult's not gonna work.
(Stammers) Yeah, you're right.
What other gear do we have?
Well, there's the...
What about the flying witch trick
with a grapple and a hook to catch hold of the window?
Good idea, Hidlick.
We haven't got a hook and grapple, Hidlick.
They'll have hooks at the village. We'll ride like the wind.
(Stammers) Will, we've got the hooks, right?
We know the way. We'll be no time at all.
No, I've got it.
-This is suicide.
MAN: Bring some water, Sasha.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
(Voice whispers) Sasha?
The great Cavaldi.
Children in danger and here he is, hiding out.
Eugh. Poor birdie.
What is happening?
Sasha! Sasha, run to my voice!
Sasha, this way!
Cavaldi, stay inside!
It will be fine.
I...I do believe I've soiled myself.
Oh, good. I thought it was me.
Mmm! I taste good!
SASHA: You can't catch me, I'm the gingerbread man.
We're doing fine, Will!
JACOB: That's good. Steady.
Will! Come on, keep it together down there.
We're almost there! Put some muscle into it!
Life without Jake.
JACOB: Will! Concentrate!
-Only a matter of seconds now.
-That's good, Will.
(Gasps and sighs)
Where was I?
Crypts - there's, uh...
..one, two, three...
..four, five, six...
..seven, eight, nine...
..10, 11, 12.
Will, it's strange - there's 12 crypts.
And...and they're evenly spaced in a circle.
It's like a clock face.
Going in, Will.
He's going in.
It's a crown.
(Mutters) What's that? Oh, it's a book of spells.
It's a book of spells.
It's the Blood Moon.
WILL: I'm new at this, darling.
If I'm doing it wrong,
or if there's a certain way you like it, Grandmother Toad...
I'll just try to be...gentle.
Now, show me the way back to Angelika's house.
Make up your mind.
For you, my queen.
Oh. Oh, God.
(Queen hisses) Jacob!
Look at ME, Jacob.
Look at me, Jacob.
Am I still the fairest of them all?
Tell me I am the fairest of them all, Jacob...
..and I will make your dreams come true.
I've got you, Sasha.
MIRROR QUEEN: What do you desire, Jacob?
You love her.
He doesn't love her.
Not like you, Jacob.
Jacob Grimm, you nitwitted piss bucket!
Look at me, Jacob!
No, don't look at her. Don't. Don't. Don't.
QUEEN: Jacob. Jacob!
Look at me, Jacob! Jacob!
Look out below!
She's still there, Will. She's still alive.
She's up in the tower.
For 500 years?
They haven't been kind, I can tell you that.
-Grab the axe.
But they tricked her, Will. They tricked... Here.
Not right now.
Because she has the spell for eternal life -
but not for youth, not youth -
so she'll rot for eternity waiting for someone to come and rescue her.
-Was that...was that Sasha?
-It's this way, Will!
-No, no. It's not. It's not.
It's that way. Grandmother Toad told me.
-Trust the toad!
Stand aside, Will.
It's the axe, Will. It's enchanted as well.
To the horses! Run!
(Queen shrieks) Stop them. Stop them!
-She's not breathing.
-How can she not be breathing?
No, it's impossible, I saw her walk.
There's no breath. No pulse.
They shall all perish beneath the Blood Moon.
(Mutters) The drawings. The spells.
WOMAN: The Blood Moon comes tonight!
It has to do with the eclipse.
It has to do with the eclipse.
Listen to me - we know why your forest is enchanted.
It's under the power of the Thuringian queen.
She's stolen your girls for their youth, for their beauty.
No, no. She needs 12. Sasha was meant to be the 12th.
The queen needs one more to make her spell work.
You're right. You're right. Clear out these children!
Get them to Malsburg.
-Keep them away!
JACOB: We have to leave before the eclipse!
MAN: People of Marbaden!
Citizens of France,
all honour and glory be to General Viveran Delatombe.
He rides to the aid of his people.
CAVALDI: Generale! Generale!
Generale! Ecco Cavaldi!
What are you wearing?
Oh, these are... precautionary measures.
Generale, all is well,
and everything is in the hands of your most devoted...
If all is well,
why were two compatriots of these men
arrested on the road to Malsburg?
And why would they not stop telling tales
of extraordinary occurrences in the Thuringian Forest,
spreading superstition and rumours amongst my troops?
These Grimms are thieves and liars.
Every demon they have killed they have created.
-WILL: No, no, it's not true!
-That's a lie!
Oh, but I have confessions.
MAN: Baissez-le. Baissez-le!
You see? You German people. What you think of as heroes.
New citizens of France,
vanquish your darkest fears.
Burn the forest.
And with it, the Brothers Grimm.
DELATOMBE: Adieu, Grimms.
And farewell to your tales.
They will not be remembered.
Burn them! (Chuckles)
I am sorry.
MAN: Gauche, droit, gauche, droit, gauche, droit...
WOMAN: Elsie. Elsie!
BOTH: The feet. The feet!
Where did you find this? Where did you find it?
JACOB: Wait. My book!
-WILL: Forget the book, Jacob.
This is the life, uh, Cavaldi?
To be victorious in the field with one's troops around you...
..enjoying a simple meal -
a soldier's meal, hmm -
Where have you been?
Cold. So cold.
QUEEN: Come to me, my frozen prince.
Now and forever.
(Whispers) In love.
-That's my father!
-That's my father!
-He's trying to kill you.
Will! Angelika's the 12th!
What the devil?
What kind of magic, uh?
Where are you going?
Come back here!
You! Calm your men!
That is an order!
I command you!
Come back here!
How is this possible?
(Hums 'Brahms' Lullaby')
Sleep well, princess.
It's started, Will.
-The blood of the 12th, my queen.
(Both grunt with effort)
JACOB: Wake up, please. Will, push!
Will, try the magic axe.
Try the axe!
Give me that. There! Back!
I held the axe the same way you did.
Can we just concentrate on getting up in the tower, Will?
-We found the missing girls.
-Right. They're in the crypts.
I mean, they're in the crypts.
-You see, there's 12...
Story time is over.
-WILL: No. No. That's who you want.
I said, execute them.
..wish to resign my post.
L'italien never agrees with me.
(Burps) Mild indigestion.
It will soon pass.
Is this one of your tricks, Grimms, uh?
Ah! Be a soldier!
How dare you sully my general?
Oh, no! Oh, wait! Oh!
-You killed my friends.
I only wish you had more.
(Laughs) Still, there is always your brother, hmm?
Where is Jacob, by the way?
I want you to beg.
Oh, God. No, no.
(Sobs) Brave general, don't kill me.
All I wanted was a little order.
A slice of quiche would be nice.
Soon we shall be...
..one, my love.
Finish the spell, my love.
-Stop her, Will.
No! Not the knife, Will! Not the knife!
She's got control of them.
When the moon again becomes full, so will I,
and your kingdom will once again be mine.
-You can stop her, Jake.
This is your world, Jake. It's just you.
-Finish the story.
I...I don't know how.
Am I beautiful?
I can't hold on. I can't hold on!
Who's the fairest of them all now?
You can stop it. You know the story.
-I can't. I can't.
Come here. Alright. Alright, Will.
Such brotherly love.
Will, don't look her in the eyes.
Don't look her in the eyes.
He's dying, Jacob.
(Sobs) Leave him alone!
Because of you.
Can you save him?
Do you have your magic beans?
Because I do.
What a beautiful bedtime story this will be.
Did you not know, Jacob?
Truth is much more terrible than fiction.
Do you want to live, Will?
No. No, my queen.
Oh, no. No, my queen.
I envy you.
Complete the spell, my sweet new prince.
on the wall...
(Whispers) Say it.
(Whispers) You are the fairest of them all.
JACOB: No! Don't kiss her!
Look what you have done!
-You killed my daughters!
(Screams) Stop him!
You must die!
No, Will! No!
QUEEN: Who is the fairest of them all?
Please! No, please!
Tell me what to do.
Serve my queen.
Evil queen, hear me.
Swallow my curse
from the dark heart of my ancestors.
Can anybody hear me?
Jacob, it is I, Cavaldi.
(Whispers) Oh, God, Will.
Oh, God, Will.
I know this story...
..from my childhood.
There is still time, Jacob.
Look! Si. Si. Jacob!
The spell can be broken... with a kiss...
Yes, a kiss. A kiss, yes!
..of true love!
Make sure in your heart - true love.
Or the kiss will be the kiss of death.
Hurry, bambini. Hurry!
Will. Come on.
It's over now. You can get up.
Will, the spell's broken.
We did it.
-CAVALDI: Perhaps another kiss.
Maybe you should give it a try, Angelika.
I just had to know what that was like before the story ended.
CAVALDI: Good people of Marbaden,
you have nothing further to fear,
because I...and...and the Grimmis,
we have destroyed the dark heart of evil.
You are free! Grazie!
(BAND PLAYS JAUNTY MUSIC)
I would like to keep this. It saved my life.
-(Chuckles) Of course.
And this - you should be more careful about this.
-It's very good, but I think it'll...
-Is that my...? How did...?
Sorry I never believed in you.
Well, if it's any consolation, I never believed in you either.
So you ARE brothers.
You're welcome here any time.
Any time at all, Grimms - this is your home.
I always thought you ended up with the girl.
-Well, you see that?
-What - the sun?
-The day's not over yet.
-(Sarcastically) Oh, yeah. Right.
Would you call this a turning point?
-I'd say we're on the verge.
-The verge, Will.
-Well, that's fantastic.
Because I've been thinking of an alternative career path.
Well, one that uses all of our new expertise.
Will, listen. Listen. This IS the real world.
We're men without a country, we're enemies of the state,
and, worst of all, we haven't a single bean to our names.
Oh, it's a good name, though, isn't it?
-It's a damn good name.
-Let's dance. Come on.
Jacob and Will Grimm are a sibling pair of con artists specialising in taking advantage of peasant superstitions about witches and curses. But when they are called upon to investigate the disappearance of a number of girls from what is said to be an enchanted forest, they suddenly find themselves at the centre of what might just be a very dark, and very real, fairy tale.