Fringe

Olivia Dunham. FBI.

They're calling these events the pattern.

As if someone out there is experimenting

only the whole world is their lab.

Anybody you need you can have.

His name's Walter Bishop. -My father.

He worked out of Harvard.

He was part of a classified US army experimental program

In an area called fringe science.

You're telling me my father was Dr. Frankenstein.

So much happened here, and so much is about to.

Captain Loeb, what's your 20?

We're in tow. 200 meters out.

What's your ETA ?

We're in position. Standing by.

No activity captain.

Roger. Hold position. Charlie?

In position. Standing by.

Delta?

Standing by captain.

Roger.

Cutting engines.

At south bank now.

South bank quiet. Bravo, status.

All quiet sir.

Wait. I think I hear something.

We have tango in sight.

All teams move out. Go go go.

Stop the truck. Stay where you are.

Out! Out! Get out!

Hands where I can see them!

Packed bears?

I assume you checked inside of them.

They knew we were coming.

Somewhere they made a switch.

Joseph Smith.

Began working for the shipping company

a week before the container was packed.

He had access to the container.

He's also got a science background.

Customs has him back and forth

from Budapest eight times in the past 12 months.

Other local agents on the operation?

Coscarelli and Scrimm.

Page 47.

Weight of the container after pickup was 1306 pounds.

The weight when it arrived in Germany

before shipping, 1299.

That's seven pounds.

What the hell weighs seven pounds?

Mitchel?

Let's get a medic in here!

What'd you give him?

One round of Eppy. Intermittent cardiac arrest.

I've never seen anything like this.

Pupils fixed one minute dilating the next.

How's the rhythm now? -Asystole.

Charge the paddles. we'll start at 200.

Phillip!

Phillip what's happening?

We don't know. -Is he gonna be okay?

Is it a heart attack?

The only thing for us to do

is wait.

Clear!

All right. Again, let's go to 300.

V.fib. -Clear!

We gotta open him up pump the heart manually.

Prep him.

Scalpel.

Saw.

Retractor.

We got something.

His heart's beating.

What is that?

I don't know.

It happened in my office two hours ago.

It wasn't a heart attack.

At least not in the traditional sense.

They cordoned off the area.

But ID's been here already.

Said the thing isn't communicable.

The thing?

We'll get to that.

You have any gum? -No Walter.

Mints? -No. Later.

Agent Loeb returned

from an operation last week in Frankfurt.

Do you know him at all? -No.

He collapsed.

Thought it was a seizure at first

except he appeared lucid in pain.

Didn't seem like a heart attack either.

None of us know what it was.

None of us know now either.

How are his vital signs? -Weakening.

Dr. Bishop.

What you're about to see...

I don't know if you've seen anything like it before.

But I'm hoping you have.

I'm hoping you can help.

The man lying in that room is not just a colleague.

He's a friend.

I see.

Do you have any mints?

This is spectacular.

"Spectacular."

I'm sure he'd be thrilled to hear your diagnosis.

Do you know what that is?

Your work or your old experiments

Does that look... -Look familiar?

No. Couldn't be more aberrational.

I'm simply admiring the design.

At least partially organic.

Looks like the hybrid result of genetic manipulation.

Symmetrical its central body mass.

If indeed it is an organism at all

It's designed it seems

to envelope the entire human heart.

Look, look.

A series of tendrils.

A root system.

Don't you see it?

How beautiful this is?

Not so much, no.

Can you help?

Do you think you can remove it?

Oh, I'd be willing to try. But not here.

My breath is atrocious.

I was deconstructing in my head

the approach to designing something like this.

And...and two things occurred to me

on the journey from the hospital.

One...we could be dealing with something as simple

as uh, giardia duodenalis.

As simple as that. Really?

It's a single-celled parasite

that lives in the intestines of animals.

Common waterborne illness.

Could we attach mister...

Loeb. -Loeb

To the vitals machine please?

So you're saying that... that thing in his chest...

Is a parasite? Yes. Yes, perhaps.

But with an exceptional means of attachment.

Typically, parasites use whole body insertion.

This creature is unlike anything I've ever seen before.

So we won't be able to truly examine it

until it's removed.

Mitchel Loeb's recent case files as requested.

Oh, thanks Astrid.

And his wife just arrived.

She asked to speak with you.

I'm gonna talk to her in the office.

Okay, he's wired. What was the other thing?

Pardon?

You said that two things occurred to you.

What's the other one?

I would still really like some gum.

Or some mints?

Thank you peter.

Mrs. loeb.

Olivia dunham.

I'm with homeland security.

Samantha.

I'm hoping you can help me.

No one will tell me anything.

Why was he transferred here? can you at least tell me that?

I can tell you that there's a doctor here

Who is...

Uniquely qualified

To save your husband's life.

This was in his bag.

Among the things he brought home from frankfurt.

I don't know if it'll help at all.

It might.

We'll check it out. thank you.

Can I see mitchel? please.

As soon as possible. I promise you that.

Uh-oh. what's happening?

It's killing him.

It's squeezing his heart. it's killing him.

What are you doing?

I'm gonna give him some cyclobenzaprine.

If the parasite is constricting

This might loosen its grip.

It's a gamble but I like the theory.

Look at this.

This is good.

Organism's tissue.

Where the hell are you going?

DNA analysis should tell us much.

Excellent work son.

You may have found your true calling at last.

Working with me.

I certainly hope not.

Please tell me you guys have some good news.

I don't know if it's good news but it is something.

This is fascinating.

What?