Fringe2008

Peter Bishop:
[to The Observer] Who the hell are you? What *is* the cylinder?

Peter Bishop, The Observer:
[the Observer speaking slightly after Peter Bishop, but with progressively less delay] You know what it is, don't you? Why is it here? Why now? Who *are* you?

Peter Bishop, The Observer:
[speaking simultaneously] Apples, bananas, rhinoceros. "I Want to Hold Your Hand."

Peter Bishop, The Observer:
[the Observer speaking one word ahead of Peter] "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds."

The Observer:
Do you really know my father? Did you talk to him this afternoon? Are you his friend?

[the Observer raises a gun at Peter and pulls the trigger. Peter groans and falls, but there was no muzzle flash or normal gunshot noise]