Fringe

Previously on Fringe:

Olivia Dunham, FBI. These two men are consultants.

Peter Bishop and Dr. Walter Bishop.

You are looking through a window into another world.

An alternate universe just like ours.

And in each of them, there is a version of us.

Agent Dunham, Agent Lee.

Whatever's happening between the two universes...

...whatever our fate is, I'm at the center of it.

I love you.

I was never good at letting you go.

This time, you have to.

I understand what the machine does.

Our two worlds are inextricable. If one side dies, we all die.

So I've torn holes in both universes and they lead here, a bridge...

...so that we can begin to work together to fix...

They don't remember Peter.

How could they? He never existed.

He served his purpose.

This isn't gonna work, this truce, because you're not trustworthy...

...in simple things like principles, honor, honesty.

All fundamental requirements in an accord.

If you can't trust the people you're dealing with, what then?

You know, maybe I'm not the problem.

Maybe it's you. Maybe you are just incapable of trust.

Interesting, coming from the person who kidnapped me and stole my life.

Heh. You know, being you, living your life...

...only made me more homesick for my universe.

Must be hard to develop trust in people when all you've got is yourself.

Must get terribly lonely.

Just because you walked in my shoes, don't you think that you know me.

Yeah, keep telling yourself that.

Happy reading.

I'm sure you'll find a lot of the cases familiar...

...since your people were responsible.

Heh. Funny, I was just gonna say the same thing to you.

All the leaves are brown

And the sky is gray

And the sky is gray

I've been for a walk

Then you know we have a problem.

It is impossible.

The timeline has been rewritten.

He was erased.

California dreamin'

And yet traces of him continue to bleed through.

It is, as it has always been...

...our responsibility to ensure events play out as they were intended...

...before your intervention.

This started with you.

It must be you who ends it.

They can never know the boy lived to be a man.

I will take care of it.

I'm ready. Toaster was acting up.

Then don't eat toast. You ever heard of cereal?

- Lincoln. - Oh, she got me. Unh.

Lincoln, why don't you like toast?

I like toast, but, you see, toast takes time.

If too much time goes by, we don't catch any bad guys.

If we don't catch the bad guys, there might not be any toast.

So it's your dad who must not like toast.

Wanna see a frog?

- Hmm... - Jonathan.

One more time, pick up that backpack and get going.

Toaster was late. I'm a victim in this.

- Oh, my God. - Hi, Lincoln.

- Jules. - All right, come on, let's go.

- Did you eat? - I did.

- Early, like Robert was supposed to. - Hmm.

They did a study on sarcastic people. They get more illnesses in their lifetime.

- Is that right? - Something to do with negative energy.

- Bye, Dad. - Love you.

- Love you. - Bye, Lincoln.

You ever wonder where you'd be without me?

- Put your pants on. - Don't worry. We're not gonna be late.

Don't move.

Robert, he's down!

Robert.

Hey.

Robert.

- Go ahead. - Dr. Bishop, it's me.

I'm at the bod...

Oh, God.

Where's the victim's partner?

That's him there. That's Agent Lee.

Great. Thank you.

Agent Lee?

Olivia Dunham.

- He used to know her. - Yes.

Before things changed.

I understand that you and your partner were in pursuit of a suspect.

We were tracking the sale of some illegal weapons.

I was hoping to ask you some questions about what you saw.

Sure.

Who are you?

I'm from a special division.

I'm not at liberty to disclose any more than that.

So the person who attacked your partner, can you describe him?

When I first got there, he was, uh... He was kneeling over Robert.

I couldn't tell what he was doing, but his skin was, um...

...translucent.

It's like what you see on Robert's face, but more of it.

When he was kneeling over Agent Danzig...

...did you see anything in his hand?

- A device that could have done this? - No, I didn't see anything.

I've requested our field office ME. He's on the way.

He's good. He's thorough.

Thank you, but we're going to take the remains back to our facility.

Wait a minute. You're telling me...

- That's my partner. - I understand how you feel.

You're some division coming in here and taking over.

- You won't tell me who you are? - This case will take top...

Have you seen the suspect before?

Do you know who he is?

- I'm not at liberty to discuss... - This is my partner we're talking about.

Maybe you can't understand that.

- I'd like to talk to someone else. - There is no one else. There is just me.

I am sorry for your loss.

Maybe it's the air.

Have you checked the temperature?

It is exactly the same as it always is, Walter...

...72 degrees and 10 percent humidity.

Maybe the barometric pressure.

You can't tell me there's not something different in here.

This whole place has felt funny for the last week.

Since we agreed to work with the Other Side.

That's another thing. That man cannot be trusted.

I don't care what he says.

I have looked into his eyes, into his soul.

And who would know him better than me?

Don't forget, Walter, he has plenty of reasons to hate you too.

I know you're not happy about this...

...but we're supposed to be going through these case files.

Fine, I'll help you with the case files as soon as I'm done here...

...but don't expect me to like it.

All I'm saying, and I've been very consistent about this...

...is that there has to be another way.

The thing about playing devil's advocate is that your client is the devil himself.

Walter, we're fixing the world.

What other choice do we have?

Thank God that machine didn't blow everybody up.

You know, it could have.

- Excuse me. - Here, hold this.

- I'm looking... - Shh, shh, shh.

Three, two, one...

Walter, you brought it back to life.

No, no, no. It's still quite dead.

Wonderful, isn't it?

Who are you people?

What the hell are you doing here?

Hmm. There's still a few kinks to work out...

...but it's a start.

Tapping into traffic cameras without a warrant.

You and whoever helped you with this is in a lot of trouble.

You are not a part of this investigation. You need to leave.

I've spent two hours going building-to-building.

I am not leaving here without some answers.

What division are you in?

What are we dealing with here?

- Hello. - I'll give your division head a call.

I see. It's good to know we have reception.

I have a friend at The New York Times who'd love to know...

...that there's a division of the FBI operating out of Harvard...

...with a man who can make dead birds fly.

It's for you. It's Broyles.

If you really want a story, you should look under the dome.

I'm growing an ear.

- There's another body. Let's go. - I'm coming with you.

You're gonna talk yourself out of the bureau.

I was at the first crime scene.

Maybe I saw something I haven't told you yet.

Maybe that's why I came here.

All right, come. You can get fired later.

- Hey, Walter, where's the...? - Here.

I fixed the squelching. It should be fine now.

Thank you.

So, what do we have?

- One female, approximately 30 years old. - Any witnesses?

Eh, there were some people on the street over there, some kids.

Anybody see what happened after the crash?

No.

But we should have some background on her by now.

Okay.

Walter? Walter, are you there?

He rocks in the treetops

Walter? Hello?

Walter.

- Walter, can you hear me? - I'm here.

The microwave was causing a disturbance.

I can hear you perfectly.

You're as clear as a bell.

- How's the squelching? - Sounds great.

I'd like to see the body. Chop-chop.

Don't let that ham-fist touch her.

Uh, if you don't mind holding off a moment, I'd like to just do a preliminary.

Burn marks like the other victims. Pupils are dilated.

That looks like a hematoma on her right clavicle.

Yeah, and her right jaw.

Hmm. Rigidity indicates premature rigor mortis.

I'll need to check her anus.