03-08-2017, 06:42 PM
(03-08-2017, 06:18 PM)Nicholas White Wrote: Adalind knows where the cloth came from. They talked about it when Diana started seeing the symbols. Just because we don't get a big Screen with Nick explaining everything to Adalind doesn't mean she doesn't know. Adalind clearly knows what is going on.
Adalind knows it is an old cloth with writing on it. No evidence she knows it is from Germany or came with a stick.
[Eve applies the mixture to the stick cloth]
Adalind: Maybe it's not enough?
Rosalee: Wait, something's happening.
[The section of the cloth with the mixture sizzles and disintegrates]
Rosalee: [She sighs] Okay, clearly not ammonia-based.
Diana: [She and Monroe walk down the stairs] Mommy, I thought we were going to go.
Adalind: We are. Just one second.
Monroe: Not that we wouldn't be happy to have you a little longer.
Diana: What are you doing?
Adalind: I'm just trying to help Rosalee and Eve see something.
Diana: See something where?
Trubel: On this really old piece of cloth.
Rosalee: It has some writing on it, and we're having a tough time seeing it.
Diana: Can I try? [She steps up on a stool]
Adalind: Oh, honey, it's really old. And we should get going.
Diana: [She woges her eyes] I can see it.
Eve: What can you see?
Diana: Lots of stuff.
[Everyone looks around at each other as Diana stares at the cloth]
Adalind: Can you tell us what you see?
Diana: Little pictures and some strange writing.
Rosalee: How many little pictures?
Diana: All over it.
Eve: You can see more than just what's here?
Diana: Uh-huh.
[Nick comes down the stairs]
Monroe: Nick. Are you okay?
Nick: Yeah. I just wanted to make sure I wasn't being followed.
[Diana retracts her eyes]
Trubel: Nick, Diana can see something on the cloth.
Nick: What?
Adalind: Strange drawings and pictures.
Diana: You're the one my mom wanted me to talk to.
Nick: Thank you for helping us.
Diana: You're Kelly's daddy.
Nick: I am, and you're his sister.
Diana: I like him. He doesn't talk much.
Nick: Can you draw what you're seeing?
Diana: Sure. [She woges her eyes]
[Trubel's phone rings]
Monroe: Here. [He hands Diana a pen as Rosalee hands her a piece of paper]
Trubel: It's HW.
Rosalee: In Portland?
Trubel: Not anymore. [She steps aside and answers] I'm here. No, this isn't a good time for me to... When? Yeah, I understand that. It's just- Okay, okay. [She hangs up] Nick, I'm leaving Portland in four hours.
Nick: Where?
Trubel: I'll know when I get there.
Eve: What about me?
Trubel: Didn't say anything about you. Just Grimms. [To Nick] They want you to come with me.
Monroe: I'm sorry, you guys, but you got to look at this. [Looking at what Diana drew] It's like some kind of weird symbol-filled equation-esque, kind of hieroglyphic-y, astrological cornucopia of-of-of something I've run out of words for.
Rosalee: I've never seen anything like this.
Eve: Me neither.
Nick: Check it out on the computer.
[Rosalee starts searching on her laptop]
Women characters do not have to be having sex with the lead to be important to the story.