Fringe, Season 4

Lincoln:
That's my partner.

Olivia:
I understand how you feel.

Lincoln:
You're some division coming in here and taking over? You won't even tell me who you are?

Olivia:
I can assure you that this case will take top --

Lincoln:
Have you seen the suspect before? Do you know who he is?!

Olivia:
I'm not at liberty to discuss it.

Lincoln:
This is my partner we're talking about here! Maybe you can't understand that. I'd like to talk to someone else.

Olivia:
There is no one else. There is just me.

Electrician:
Mister, I think I found what you're looking for. Electron gun from a 58-R RCA. I had to take apart the cathode ray tube to get to it, so I'm going to have to charge you full price for the TV.

September:
Yes. [holds up red switch] I will take this as well.

Electrician:
Mind my asking what you need all this stuff for?

September:
I need to erase someone from time.

Lincoln:
[referring to Walter] Is he all right?

Olivia:
That depends on your definition of all right. He's functional, except when he's not. But he's often quite brilliant. Just never had anything to tether him to the world.

Lincoln:
You're not returning these people to their families?

Olivia:
We can't do that.

Lincoln:
Why not?

Olivia:
Because we can't disclose how they were killed. The families are informed that they have gone missing and we will continue to look for them --

Lincoln:
You lie to them.

Olivia:
Look, I'm sorry, but --

Lincoln:
You understand what you're saying? Those families are going to spend the rest of their lives wondering what happened to their loved ones. Looking for answers. Can you imagine what that would be like? To have that -- that hole in your life.

Walter:
People die. It happens. Sometimes they even die twice.

Olivia:
What you said before. I know what it's like to have a hole in my life. It's been there as long as I can remember. I told you about the incident on the plane? After that Broyles asked us to join Fringe Division, and somehow I knew that this is where I would find --

Lincoln:
What?

Olivia:
My answers.

Fauxlivia:
What you said to John about your stepfather? You were trying to open him up.

Olivia:
Yes. It's also true.

Fauxlivia:
So what happened to him?

Olivia:
My stepfather? I killed him.

Olivia:
He knows what she taught him, but he can't remember who she is. How is that possible?

Broyles:
At the risk of sounding sentimental, I've always thought that some people leave an indelible mark on your soul. A mark that can never be erased.

Walter:
Belly always theorized that the cortexiphan children would share a psychic link; a deep emotional bond because of their shared experience. Maybe this person is trying to reach out to you and the harmful side effects are unintentional.

Olivia:
Why me and why now?

Walter:
I can't answer that, but I can say that some of the children didn't handle the treatments as well as you did. Some had adverse reactions emotionally. You were always the strongest. The others recognized that. You were always their favorite.

Olivia:
[bandaging Walter's hand] I'm sorry. Does that hurt?

Walter:
Not as deeply as my pride. Mysophobia. I haven't had an attack in years.

Olivia:
It's curious, don't you think? The things that we see, that we investigate, and you don't bat an eye. Some harmless germs make you shake in your boots.

Walter:
I suppose it is. Elizabeth, my wife, used to say I was a man of contradictions. She liked that about me. I liked everything about her. She committed suicide, did you know? After our Peter died. I'm glad she never knew me like this. I'm afraid of things I can't even see.

Olivia:
Walter, I don't think I'm going to get much sleep tonight, either. What do you say to a rootbeer float?

Olivia:
Walter, do you think we destroyed it? Do you think it's gone?

Walter:
I can't be sure, Olivia. What you did may have compromised Cameron's ability. He may have just displaced it. You acted against all reasonable agreements and expectations. You behaved irrationally with regard to only your intuition and instincts.

Olivia:
I guess I did.

Walter:
When I do that people say I'm crazy. I suppose I've learned that crazy's a lot more complicated than people think.

Lincoln:
Hey, Olivia. This photo of the girl with the riding ribbon, is that you?

Olivia:
Yeah.

Lincoln:
Okay. You're going to have to do better than that. Why does Nina Sharpe have your photo in her office?

Olivia:
After our mother died my sister and I were due to go into the foster system. Instead, Nina pulled some strings and we went to live with her.

Lincoln:
So the acting CEO of one of the richest companies in the world is your nanny.

Olivia:
Something like that.

Peter:
Walter, I know how strange this all is, how hard it must be for you, but I don't know what to do. Nobody remembers me here. Olivia looks at me like I'm a stranger; like she's afraid of me. I know what you're capable of. I need your help, Walter, to fix this.

Walter:
Every day for the past twenty-five years, I've tried to imagine what you would look like as a man, my son, but I don't deserve this. I don't deserve you. I realize now this is my punishment. You were sent to tempt me, to see if I would repeat the mistakes of the past. You shouldn't be here.

Peter:
Walter, no.

Walter:
Wherever you came from, however you got here, it doesn't matter. I can't help you.

Peter:
Walter, you don't understand.

Walter:
I tried to help a boy. A version of my son twenty-five years ago. That boy was never my son, and neither are you.

[Peter's dream sequence]

Olivia:
[smiles as Peter strokes her face as she lies on the grass, eyes closed] I thought I'd gotten rid of you.

Peter:
[laughs] I don't think so. It took three years until I finally got you. You're not getting rid of me that easy.

Olivia:
Where'd you disappear to?

Peter:
I was checking up on Walter. He found the swing set, and you know how he feels about Newtonian mechanics. [he smiles as they watch Walter swing]

Olivia:
You know what this is.

Peter:
The perfect day.

Olivia:
Yes. The perfect day.

Peter:
What's the problem Olivia?

Olivia:
It's you, Peter. You are the problem.

Olivia:
[Alarmed, having suddenly noticed an Observer, draws her gun and begins speaking simultaneously with September. ] Who are you? Show me your hands! How did you -- stop doing that! Who the hell are you?

September:
I have come to tell you something, Olivia.

Olivia:
How did you know my name? How do you know my -- [notices a chest wound] You've been shot.

September:
I came to tell you I have looked at all possible futures, and in every one the result is the same: you have to die.

Alternate Farnsworth:
You care for him...like a father. My father...I cannot get the thought out of my mind that...that I couldn't give him what I wanted...because of...the way that I am. That he secretly wished I could love him back in a way that he could understand. Do you think if I were more like you he would have love me more? If I was normal?

[memory/dream sequence]

Olivia:
I love you. Do you love me?

Peter:
I do.

Olivia:
Tell me. I want to hear you say it.

Peter:
I love you.

Walter:
[standing by Olivia he waves Peter over] Peter! [whispers] While collecting samples just down the road, I saw a sign for a place that serves delicious, homemade rhubarb pie. Who's hungry?

Olivia:
What's she like?

Peter:
Pardon me?

Olivia:
[smiles] The other Olivia. I'm just curious.

Peter:
I don't know. She's -- she's driven. She's very, very stubborn. She doesn't like to lose. She sees the best in people, even when they don't see it in themselves. When she first found me I was in Baghdad trying to run this scam on two Iranian businessmen.

Olivia:
I didn't picture you as the scamming type.

Peter:
[chuckles] That's what made me so good at it. Anyway, it was all supposed to be temporary. She told me I just had to babysit Walter while he was working on a case with the FBI, and when it was done I could leave back to my old life. Despite, of course, how gorgeous she is.

Olivia:
Well, you've got good taste.

Peter:
She gave me something that I hadn't had since -- really since my mom died. She gave me a place to call home. A place I'd want to go home.

Peter:
[answers the door, smiling] Hey.

Olivia:
Hey. [smiles] Um, this might be a little weird, but I was wondering if I could just come in and have a look around.

Peter:
Yeah, of course. How you feeling?

Olivia:
[looks toward the couch] That's where Walter used to sleep.

Peter:
How did you know that?

Olivia:
[turns to look at him] We had that case, that couple in apartment 6B, the woman who lost her husband. After I came back here and then we went upstairs. I remember.

Peter:
That's not possible.

Olivia:
Peter, I remember William Bell. I remember crossing over to bring you back. I remember Jacksonville and seeing you shimmer the first time we kissed. I remember you walking to the machine and getting inside and being scared that you were going to die.

Peter:
I don't know what's going on, but something must be going on.

Olivia:
I remember. I remember us. I remember everything.

Walter:
I know what you're doing. I know what it's like to want something back that you love. I've succumbed to that temptation myself.

Peter:
Walter, whatever's happening to Olivia, I'm not doing it.

Walter:
I think you are, even without meaning to, and it's wrong, Peter.

Olivia:
Look, in case you were wondering, it's hard for me too, you know. I keep expecting to see that look in your eye and it isn't there, or it is and you're pulling back.

Peter:
As I'm sure you can understand, I'm confused.

Olivia:
I'm confused, too. I feel incredibly close to you. I feel like I know you better than anyone else in the world, and when you look at me it's like none of that is true.

Peter:
Olivia, I don't know what you want from me.

Olivia:
I want you to behave naturally. I want you to treat me like you know me better than anyone in the world too, because you do.

Peter:
[motions toward storage container] I think that's the one we're looking for.

Olivia:
The last time I opened one of these it was rigged with Semtex.

Peter:
You mean with John Scott?

Olivia:
Yeah.

Peter:
How did you know it was Semtex?

Olivia:
Because when we were trying to figure out what happened to him we traced it back to a munitions trader in Hong Kong. Why?

Peter:
Because I didn't know it was Semtex until right now.

Olivia:
Okay.

Peter:
Meaning Walter's theory can't possibly be right. I'm not projecting my memories onto you! You can't have memories that I've never had. I don't understand how this is happening.

Olivia:
I don't understand it, either, but whatever this is, whatever the cause, I told you I'm not scared. I like the feeling.

Olivia:
Now that the case is over, we would go back to one of each other's houses. I know that's what we would do. That was one of the things we would do. I know that. So now I don't know if I'm just supposed to ignore that for what you want, and I guess I just -- Peter, how do you want to play this? You don't have to answer now, I just want you to think --

Peter:
Olivia. I'm thinking about it. It's all I've been thinking about. I'm afraid. Afraid because I've made this mistake before. I betrayed the Olivia that I love. What I'm really afraid of is when I look in your eyes I know it's you. I know it's you.

Peter:
It's not Nina working for them that worries me. I've been wracking my brain, why would Nina be dosing Olivia with cortexiphan? Then it occurred to me: the only person who's ever done anything like that, at least in my timeline, is David Robert Jones. Maybe he's trying to do the same thing again.

Walter:
Do what?

Peter:
Activate Olivia.

Walter:
For what purpose?

Peter:
I don't know. We could never figure it out, but maybe it's for the same reasons now.

September:
[having appeared out of thin air] Yes. His goal is the same. [collapses]

Peter:
[rushes to September's side] You! Talk to me! What do you know about David Robert Jones? What do you know about Olivia?

September:
She needs you.

September:
In my desire to witness the moment, I inadvertently distracted him from discovering it.

Peter:
I already know all that. Walter told me, but what were you doing there?

September:
It was important. You are important. It was why I could not allow you to drown at the bottom of Reiden Lake. It was necessary to allow the other Dr. Bishop to cure you instead. Despite my efforts to set things right, these actions only culminated to further corruption of the timeline. The war between the two universes, drastically altered destinies, brought about a child that was not meant to be.

Peter:
What child?

September:
Your son: Henry.

Peter:
My what?

September:
He was born to the wrong Olivia Dunham, due to a series of circumstances that never should have happened. This event would have irrevocably altered everything that was to come.

Peter:
Henry. [smiles] I have a son.

September:
Had. When you made the sacrifice to step into that machine, you were not the only one that ceased to exist; so would he. I believed at the time that would be the end of it. I can't explain, but it is clear that I was wrong. You have managed to return to physical form. I suspect this will provide an opportunity to set things right. She is the one. The Olivia Dunham from whom your shared future was meant to spring. This must be, and everything will be as it was intended. You must find a way. [becomes distracted] They are coming. You need to go.

Peter:
What's happening?

September:
There is no time. I am going to need you to do something for me.

Peter:
I'm not doing anything until you tell me where to find Olivia.

September:
For that you have only to go home.

Peter:
First responders are on the way. You're going to be fine.

Olivia:
No, that's okay. I'm feeling better now. I guess all the energy that I expended did a number on my nervous system.

Peter:
Maybe, or maybe it was me. Just by being close to you, like Walter said.

Olivia:
Walter isn't always right.

Peter:
Neither am I. At the gas station, just before you got taken, you were ready to come home with me and I was ready to think that as okay, but it wasn't. It was a mistake. One that I promised myself that I'd never let happen again.

Olivia:
This isn't what happened --

Peter:
I saw her! I saw my Olivia. The one that I'm supposed to be with. The only one that I'm supposed to be with.

Olivia:
Peter, I don't understand what's happening to me anymore than you do, but that doesn't change what I do know, what you know, that if you look at me, if you look into my eyes, then you can see that I am her.

Peter:
No. No. You have her memories. You have my memories of her or your projection, but when I looked into your eyes, what I saw was what I wanted to see. I know she's out there. My Olivia in my timeline, waiting for me, and I let myself forget that. So I'm sorry, Olivia, but I'm sure Walter can fix you up somehow and give you back your life, but right now it's better if I stay away.

Olivia:
Okay, Peter, I'm in love with you and I can't just turn that off now. I don't want to lose you. Where are you going?

Peter:
Home. I have to go home.

Olivia:
I'm in love with Peter. I know it sounds absurd, and to you I hardly know him, but it's like I've known him my entire life and everybody, including him, keeps telling me that it's impossible.

Nina:
Well, when Walter told me what you were going through: two sets of memories, two sets of experiences. He said the Cortexiphan dosing might be enabling you to remember things that Peter wants you to remember.

Olivia:
But I can remember things Peter couldn't have known, like details or cases he wasn't on or names, places that he's never been. I mean, how can that be if he's controlling it? I don't know how this is happening, but I'm scared.

Nina:
We're going to figure out what's happening to you, Olive. And as for Peter? All wound heal over time.

Olivia:
I just wish that time would move quicker.

Nina:
[teasing] Well, that's a coincidence, because we just filed a patent on that last week.

Olivia:
It's so good to be with you. We should do this more often. [notices Nina's alarm] What's wrong?

Nina:
We always have breakfast together on Saturday mornings. We were here last week. Are you saying you don't remember? I'm worried. You're having these experiences at what cost?

Walter:
So what's in New York?

Peter:
I told you, Walter, it's what's not in New York: Olivia.

Walter:
I admire you, Peter.

Peter:
And why is that, Walter?

Walter:
I told you what the right thing ethically was to do: leaving Olivia. But I don't know that I would have had the strength to do it myself.

Peter:
Is that your way of thanking me for taking your advice?

Walter:
It's a particularly obtuse way to admit that you are a better man than I.

Peter:
Na eisai enas kalyteros andras apo ton patera sou.

Walter:
Is that Greek?

Peter:
Yes. It means "be a better man than your father." It's something I was told a long time ago, but it is very strange to hear you say it.

Nina:
How are you feeling?

Olivia:
I'm okay. I talked to Walter.

Nina:
What did he say?

Olivia:
Well, it doesn't matter. I met a woman today. She just lost her husband and as she was talking about him and her marriage, as much as she wanted to be, she wasn't in love. As I was listening to her, I realized what she was saying: she had let go of he possibility of love, of finding love, and I could see myself in her. I didn't like who I was. All of these memories and feelings that I'm experiencing, they're from a better version of me. I just decided to let things run their course.

Nina:
No, you've had an emotional day. You don't have to decide anything right now.

Olivia:
I've made my decision.

Nina:
You have so much in your life, Olive. Are you just going to let that all disappear? And be replaced by what? Memories of a life that you didn't live?

Olivia:
Yes.

Nina:
Well, how long do we have?

Olivia:
I don't know. Neither does Walter.

Nina:
Well my mother used to say "encourage the quest for happiness in your children, even if it takes them very far away from you."

Olivia:
When the day comes, if I don't remember this, I want you to try and build something with me again. Don't give up on me. [Nina nods tearfully] I love you, Nina.

Nina:
I love you, Olive.

Peter:
I have tried everything that I can think of, everything that I know how to do to get back home, and none of it has worked. Nobody here can help me, but you can. I know you can. Please help me get back home.

September:
You have been home all along.

Peter:
I don't understand. I was erased.

September:
There is no scientific explanation, but I have a theory. Based on an uniquely human principle, I believe you could not be fully erased because the people who care about you would not let you go, and you would not let them go. I believe you call it love.

Peter:
And Olivia?

September:
She is your Olivia.

Peter:
You want to talk about it or should we just pretend that we already did? Olivia.

Lincoln:
She's your Olivia. I get it. I mean, I don't really get it, that she could suddenly become this other version of herself. Different circumstances I might think that you were drugging her or doing something to her, but -- I don't know if she told you this, but when I first met her I had lost my partner Robert. He and his wife Julie, they had this incredible relationship. The way she looked at him. Olivia looks at you that same way. So why don't we just leave it at that.

Peter:
You're a good guy.

Markham:
Can I help you?

Peter:
I hope so. The lady here is looking for a book called Lake of the Long Sun by Gene Wolfe, do you know him?

Markham:
Are you kidding me? I worship him. [to Olivia] And a girl as beautiful as you who likes Sci-Fi is a girl after my own heart. I'm Ed, by the way.

Olivia:
Olivia. [motions toward Peter] Sorry, taken.

Markham:
All the best ones are. Story of my life.

Olivia:
Okay, here's a good one. According to Mayan prophecies, a serpent rope will appear in the center of the Milky Way.

Peter:
Is that when the world ends or when the aliens arrive? [smiles as he watches Olivia smile]

Astrid:
Apparently that's when the celestial ship emerges and a bearded serpent god comes down to bring enlightenment.

Peter:
No, actually the celestial ship turns into the serpent god.

Walter:
[watching on from his microscope] It's perfect.

Lincoln:
You mean no mutant porcupine man?

Walter:
Hm?

Lincoln:
My culture. It's clear?

Walter:
Oh, no. No results. I was talking about them. I hadn't realized how much I longed for family.

Dunham:
Hey, do you want to settle a bet?

Agent Lee:
Sure, if I can.

Dunham:
What's your middle name?

Agent Lee:
Tyrone.

Dunham:
Seriously?

Agent Lee:
[laughs] Yeah, it's my great-grandfather's name.

Dunham:
Huh.

Agent Lee:
Why?

Dunham:
[arrives at the crime scene] What's up Tyrone?

Captain Lee:
[turns around in surprise] How the hell did you -- [addresses Agent Lee] Hey.

Agent Lee:
Hey.

Captain Lee:
Why would you tell her that?

Agent Lee:
You don't like Tyrone? I think it's a strong middle name.

Dunham:
[laughs] He's been my partner for six years and yet he wouldn't tell me his middle name.

Agent Lee:
My bad.

Dunham:
Do you think this may have something to do with the vigilante cases PD has been working?

Captain Lee:
My thoughts exactly. Local police received a dozen similar reports in the last few months: criminals going missing, junkies mysteriously vanishing, victims calling in claiming that their assailants were attacked mid-crime.

Agent Lee:
Maybe Batman's moved to the Bronx.

Dunham:
What's a Batman?

Agent Lee:
The "Caped Crusader", the "Dark Knight." [sees two confused expressions] Billionaire playboy puts on a cape to clean up the streets of Gotham.

Captain Lee:
Oh, you mean Mantis.

Agent Lee:
Seriously? Your superhero is an insect?

Dunham:
Oh, because nothing says badass like a flying rat.

Alt-Astrid:
I don't like funerals. I never know what I'm supposed to say.

Lincoln:
There's nothing you can say.

Walter:
It's a miracle we made it in once piece! You drive like a daredevil.

Astrid:
For the eleventh time, Walter, I drive the speed limit.

Walter:
Most automobile fatalities occur between driving work and home.

Astrid:
Yeah, so does most driving.

Walter:
Ascot, look! It's my son and his girlfriend. I called your house last night, Peter. You didn't answer.

Peter:
That's because I was out.

Walter:
With Agent Dunham, I presume? Making up for lost time.

Walter:
I guess this is it.

Dunham:
[hugs Walter] Thank you for everything.

Walter:
[speaking of Colonel Broyles] Don't judge him. No one can be certain exactly what they're capable of, how far they'll go, to save the ones they love. I know this more than most. Keep an eye on this universe, will you? I've grown quite fond of it. [leaves]

Dunham:
See, I'm surprised that you're not going back with him.

Lincoln:
I told you I'd help find the people who killed your partner and mine. Until we do that, I'm not going anywhere. Look, it might not feel like it now, but it does get better.

Simon:
So what do you think, Ms. Sharp? Can you help fix him? [referring to Walter]

Nina:
Of course, you understand the risks of wanting to save the world?

Simon:
Well, they say he did it once before.

Etta:
He and his team.

Nina:
Yes, but not without great consequence.

Walter:
[speaking of the Observers] They weren't all bad, you know. One of them even tried to help us. He was called September. What happened to him was unexpected. He told me that in the year 2609 AD they finally ruined the planet. They poisoned it: the air, the water, and when it was fundamentally uninhabitable, then they traveled back through time and took our planet from us.

Simon:
You know, I think you're just what we've been waiting for: someone to show people that we don't just have to accept our fate. That we can fight back. That we can use our will and our imagination to make a better world, a better life --

Walter:
In that case, a little more focus and little less pontificating, you might have the job done by now.

Astrid:
William Bell? You just left him there.

Walter:
You remember what he did to Olivia. Even you can't be that compassionate.

Dunham:
Look, I appreciate what you guys have been doing to prevent closing the bridge, even if it's a long shot. The truth is, I like coming over here. Especially after it rains. [gets a confused look from Olivia] When my world started to break down the conditions in the atmosphere changed. Light doesn't reflect through moisture like it used to. I haven't seen a rainbow in over twenty years.

Olivia:
I didn't know that.

Dunham:
As our world began to repair itself I began to imagine the people from my side would begin to see them again. You know, something so beautiful, so perfect. I still find myself looking up after it rains.

Dunham:
You know, there's a lot of things about you that I wish I had. There's a lot of things about you that I admire.

Olivia:
That's funny, I was about to say the same thing about you. Keep looking up after it rains. Keep looking up.

Dunham:
I will.

Peter:
Medford?

Olivia:
No.

Peter:
Holliston.

Olivia:
Um, only if I am being punished.

Peter:
Woburn.

Olivia:
Only if I'm dead.

Peter:
All right. How about Lexington? Three beds, central heat and air, dog run? Did you know that I had a Lab when I was growing up?

Olivia:
I thought you were allergic.

Peter:
I was, but Walter made him non-allergenic. It's got a working fireplace in the bedroom.

Olivia:
Nursery?

Peter:
Nursery?

Olivia:
Nursery.

Walter:
What's he doing? [shouts to the emergency worker] No! Over by the second woman! The one that's still smoking! No, you ninny! The next one over!

Astrid:
Walter, you are going to freeze. [buttons his coat]

Walter:
Why must you always mother hen me? I'm quite capable of looking after myself.

Astrid:
I know, but just humor me. Maybe I like doing it.

Emergency Worker:
We're good. No airborne toxins.

Astrid:
[watches as Walter goes under yellow tape] Walter! Don't forget your --

Walter:
[turns around] I need my case.

Olivia:
Walter, do you have any idea what just happened to me?

Walter:
I can make an educated guess. Cortexiphan has given you certain kinetic powers: moving molecules so quickly that you can create spontaneous combustion, yes? Well, perhaps in this case you slowed the molecules down, causing her to cool down.

Olivia:
But how did I do it?

Walter:
I'm afraid I have no idea.

Olivia:
I was thinking about that girl Jessica. One encounter with us and her child almost becomes an orphan. We deal with this every day. We're playing odds, Peter. What do you really think our chances are of having a normal life?

Peter:
Olivia, I know you're scared about what happened in the lab yesterday.

Olivia:
I don't know what's happening to me, what I'm becoming. I've got this power inside me that terrifies me because I don't understand it, and I just want it out.

Peter:
Okay. We'll figure it out. Together.

Olivia:
Is that a personal guarantee?

Peter:
[kisses Olivia and rests his forehead against hers] After all we've been through, I will not lose you again, Olivia.

Walter:
[to Peter and Olivia on the phone] You said that Agent Broyles was on site. Is he evacuating the area?

Olivia:
Yes. One square mile from the center of the beam.

Astrid:
Okay, Walter, the geologicals are coming in.

Walter:
[retrieves printed document] Oh no.

Olivia:
Oh no what?

Walter:
I know I read something about this. Three months ago a subterranean oil reservoir was discovered below Beacon Hill.

Astrid:
What does that mean?

Walter:
Imagine putting a match to a can of lighter fluid. Unless we stop this soon, the sunbeam will essentially set Boston on fire from below. Peter, you should alert Agent Broyles. Tell him he will need to evacuate an area with a radius much wider than a mile.

Peter:
How much?

Walter:
All of it.

Peter:
All of what?

Walter:
Boston.

Peter:
We'll call you back.

Olivia:
At least now we know how you got shot. I've seen you shot before just like this. You came to me at the opera house. You said in every version of the future I would have to die.

September:
I did not. Or I have not yet. I suspect I understand now. The conversation you are referring to has not yet happened for me. I must investigate the future and find out what I meant. I hope I get back to you in time.

Nina:
I assure you if she knows anything, we will too.

Olivia:
She took a chance at dying in that office building for whatever her mission is. She was counting on me to save her. They used Jessica to play on my sympathies, and then they used my feelings for Peter; my fear that Jones would kill him.

Nina:
William always thought a lot about the powers Cortexiphan children might have.

Olivia:
Why is he activating me now? Why is he doing this?

Nina:
My dear, you may have a different set of memories now, but in your heart you're still the girl I knew. You've always had incredible compassion. It was your capacity for feeling that made William and Walter so sure that you would be the perfect candidate for the trials, and I don't know what it is but William must want -- no, needs something from you. Something only you can provide.

Peter:
It's going to be okay.

Olivia:
You know, for the first time, I don't think that it is. I remember being in that lab in Jacksonville with Walter and William and doing the Cortexiphan trials. I remember how it smelled, how I felt, how scared I was, how all alone I was, and now years later nothing's changed. I'm still that little girl and William Bell is still doing experiments on me. I'm still being used.

Peter:
No, something has changed: this time you're not alone.

Walter:
Excuse me, miss. Is that lemon jello?

Nurse:
These are urine samples.

Walter:
Oh, well in that case no thank you. I'm more peckish than thirsty.

Peter:
[waves folded newspaper] I found one. It's perfect: Brookline, center hall, two stories.

Olivia:
Peter --

Peter:
I just figured after everything we've been through in the last couple of days -- the last couple of years -- I thought we deserved a little bit of normal.

Olivia:
It's perfect.

Peter:
I suppose that he was right, the Observer. I every version of the future you had to die, but I never want to lose you again. [they hug, but Peter notices Olivia's apprehension] What? Are you okay? Did the doctor tell you anything else?

Olivia:
Actually, he did.

Peter:
What?

Olivia:
Peter, I'm pregnant.

Walter:
[About his and Olivia's visions of Peter] A shared vision like this… He must be real! And if he’s real… We have to find him!

Lincoln:
I lost a partner!

Peter:
I lost a UNIVERSE!

Peter:
I can't say you're gonna get his full attention, per se. He's a little wired up today. He's already electrocuted himself three times.

Walter:
Which reminds me, I can't feel my urine response yet. I should probably go empty my bladder again.