Fringe, Season 5

[the year 2036, after Walter, Peter and Astrid are freed from the amber after 20 years]

Peter:
What time is it?

Astrid:
a... it's around seven. I made some tea. And I found these in the fridge, their called egg-sticks.

Peter:
Oh my God. What is that, punishment food?

Astrid:
Welcome to 2036.

Walter:
Peter, you let me over sleep. You should've gone out way by now to find Olivia.

Peter:
Nobody wants to find Olivia more than I do. But, you're gonna need some pants Walter.

Walter:
I'm aware I'm not wearing pants, Peter. I'm not an idiot.

[As Walter explains to Peter the plan he was carrying out to destroy the Observers when Olivia vanished, he pulls out an egg-stick from it's wrapping and bites it.]

Walter:
Oh God [spitting it out], what's that?

Etta:
It's an egg-stick.

Walter:
What a miserable future.

[Talking about the Observers]

Peter:
What did they do to the park?

Etta:
They paved it to build machines that pump carbon monoxide into the atmosphere.

Astrid:
Why?

Etta:
There's one in every continent. The air here is too oxygen rich for them. Few more years and the effects will be irreversible, to reduce the non-Observer life span to somewhere around, 45.

[In the search for Olivia, who is assumed to be trapped in the amber. They find that the bodies that were trapped there have been removed]

Peter:
So the Observers have Olivia?

Etta:
No. Amber gypsies.

Walter:
What on earth are amber gypsies?

Peter:
Markham?

Markham:
Markham is dead. He died a heroes death [picks up a gun] People were sad. He gave a life, saving a bus full of little children. [Peter breaks down the door, as Edward fires a shot to the ceiling. And then Peter grabs the gun] You're alive....

Peter:
Where is she?

Markham:
All of you....

Peter:
Where is she?

Markham:
Why haven't you aged? How did you not age?

Peter:
We know you bought her. [Peter notices the amber chunk on the floor that is being used as a table now, with Olivia in it]

Markham:
I love her. From the first time she came into my book store. I never meant her any harm.

Peter:
[pointing the gun at Edward] How did you get her in here? You had to use a dolly or something.

Markham:
It's not supposed to happen this way. She's supposed to wake up and see me as her saviour, when I figure exactly how to wake her up.

Walter:
It's not as bad as I thought.

Olivia:
Walter, is this what I think it is?

Walter:
My cold storage of all the Fringe events we ever encountered, dormant for twenty-one years. If we're going to find a diversion to get into the railway station, we'll find it here.

Peter:
What do you suggest, Walter?

Walter:
There was a time when we solved Fringe cases. Now I think it's time we created a few of our own.

Olivia:
Where did you get that?

Etta:
I found it in our old house on Quincy Street. I wanted to remember things. I don't know. I just wanted to be there. It made me feel closer to you. It was looted; the entire block was. Upstairs in your bedroom, what used to be your bedroom, I found what was left of your old jewelry box. There was this matchbook inside and I shook it. Inside I found this. I figured it had to be important or you wouldn't have kept it.

Olivia:
How long have you been wearing it?

Etta:
Since I was thirteen. You want it back?

Olivia:
No, no. I want you to keep it. Let me see it. [smiles] You know, your father used to call this the bullet that saved the world.

Broyles:
When I heard that you were back, I tried not to, but I had to see you. Five years ago I got called to a crime scene outside the city. I saw Etta for the first time, and even though she was turned away from me I could have sworn I was looking at you. It wasn't until I told her who I was that she admitted the truth: that she was your daughter. Once I knew, I had her transferred to my section. I had a mind that I was going to look after her, but she taught me. She recruited me into the resistance. Taught me how to block them from reading my thoughts.

Peter:
How long did that take?

Broyles:
Nearly a year.

Olivia:
Look at me. You're going to be okay.

Walter:
Etta?

Olivia:
We have to move you. Okay?

Etta:
No. There's no point.

Peter:
We're not going to leave you here.

Etta:
You have to. You won't make it with me. I'll slow you down. You have to leave.

Olivia:
Etta, I love you so much.

Etta:
[smiles] I know.

Astrid:
Hey, I ran into a bit of a fire hazard so there's no tape yet.

Peter:
What is that?

Astrid:
You see that white tubey thing? That is a propane tank for Walter's hibachi. And that see-through blob over there? That is a gallon of ethanol.

Walter:
Abner, why did you leave the propane tank there in the first place?

Astrid:
Someone wanted to cook bratwurst.

Walter:
Well, why is the ethanol there and not in the cupboard?

Astrid:
Because someone wanted to use the ethanol to clean the hibachi before they cooked the bratwurst.

Peter:
I can feel you banging around inside there. But it doesn't matter what you find out, 'cause you and I both know... you're never walking out of here. Whatever the closest thing it is to fear that you can feel, I know that you're feeling it right now. You're not the only one with a skill for reading people.

Captive Observer:
You don't even know what you don't know.

Peter:
We'll see.

Captive Observer:
I think of you as I would an ant colony as I pass by it. I don't care about the workings of the colony, why one ant is mad at or another or why one ant would kill another or not. To me, it is insignificant. And like an ant colony, you are oblivious to your limitations. You think the black over your head is dark skies... when it is really our shoe.

Walter:
This is very important. Do not, under any circumstances... is that raspberry filling?

Walter:
Don't you see? I'm not safe. It's my mind. Ever since the pieces of my brain were reimplanted, it's been changing me. Back into the man I was before, bit by bit. I'm losing myself, Pete. I'm losing the man that you helped me become.

Peter:
Listen to me. I'm not going to let that happen. We need you. You are our only hope to defeat the Observers. And I'm going to be here with you every step of the way.

Walter:
Please, son... don't let me go.

Pete:
I won't, Dad.

Walter:
The man I was before, he was consumed by ambition. By hubris. He never cared about anyone. All he cared about was walking with the gods. It's different this time. I'm different. I have Peter. He won't let me become that man again.

Walter:
I'm scared, Nina. Every day that goes by, I feel him more and more. I'm losing myself. I'm becoming the man I was and just like before, everyone that I care about will be driven away and will suffer because of me.

Olivia:
What have you done?

Peter:
I used a toxin from Walter's cold storage. The flesh-eating toxin that killed everyone aboard Flight 627. Our first Fringe experience was their last.

Olivia:
Simone, you have a gift. You can see things that other people can't. I don't doubt that. But wherever you think this gift came from, or whoever you think bestowed it upon you, it's simply an anomaly. I know that because I'm an anomaly. I have moved things with my mind. I've lit things on fire. I've caught bullets midair. I've seen things that people only dream about. I've seen... the seams between universes ripped apart. Things that humans shouldn't see. People make up explanations, assign meanings to things without knowing, because it's reassuring, comforting. But I can't do that. Because I know too much. It's all just numbers. And the invaders, as you call them-- they're just better at math than we are.

Briggs:
Got any money?

Olivia:
Nope.

Stratton:
[scanning Olivia] You don't need money. You are money.

Olivia:
Etta's not gone, Peter. Windmark didn't take her.

Peter:
Yes, he did.

Olivia:
No, he didn't. She's still here with us.

Peter:
She is dead.

Olivia:
She saved my life today with the bullet she brought to us. She's alive inside us. And there's nothing that Windmark can do about it, because the love that we can share with her now is invulnerable to space and time, even to them. And I know that our hearts are broken and that it hurts, but that's what makes us human.

Peter:
Emotion is our weakness.

Olivia:
No, Peter, it's our strength, because it's the one thing that they don't have. Now, we need to hold on to our connection with Etta, feeling what we felt for her, or she dies all over again. And we cannot let her be erased. Peter- Peter, I'm not asking you to abandon her. I'm asking you to hold on to her. You're not one of them, you're one of us.

Olivia:
You okay?

Peter:
Yeah, I just can't sleep.

Olivia:
How are you feeling?

Peter:
I had another one of those headaches.

Olivia:
Can I get you something?

Peter:
No. I got everything I need right here.

Walter:
You were my favorite thing, Peter. My very favorite thing.