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Previously on Fringe...

When you asked me
to come back to this world

- with you, you said...
- That you belonged with me.

And so I came back for you.

And we started
seeing each other.

I thought she was you, Olivia.

I'm sorry.

Olivia was never treated
with Cortexiphan.

I might have been.

Walter, what did you do to us?

We believed that
our world needed guardians.

And that you children
would be those protectors.

I'm sorry.

- The First People.
- By Seamus Wiles.

"They made
the ultimate discovery.

"A mechanism containing
both the power

to create and to destroy."

This machine is dangerous.

When we put the
word out that we were looking

for copies of the book,
we found out

we weren't the only ones.

- Who?
- William Bell.

Hmm.

Hmm.

Hmm.

The First People.

You and your secrets.

Yes, call Agent Dunham, please.

So they all say
essentially the same thing.

Not essentially.
Precisely.

Despite being attributed
to different authors.

A fantastical idea
and I have yet to uncover

why William was pursuing it.

That being said,

it was information in the books

that lead us directly
to the coordinates

where we recovered
the pieces of the device.

Which makes them impossible
to discount.

I've been thinking
about the journal

the other Olivia wrote
while she was here.

Perhaps her writing might
shed some light.

Uh, no. I read her file
and she didn't mention

The First People or the device.

Oh, I hadn't realized.

I... imagine that must
have been awkward,

reading her account
of her time with Peter.

Though it seems
somewhere along the way

she did start to develop
genuine feelings for him.

I see.

And did that surprise you?

No.

I mean, I understand
how that could happen.

But...

But what?

Just makes me wonder
if maybe he feels the same way.

And I would understand if he did.

I... I was her
for a while and she's...

She's like me, but better.

Oh, Olivia...

No, I mean,
she still has her mother

and she wasn't
experimented on as a child.

And she can laugh.
She has real friends.

She even wears a dress
every once in a while.

Yes, but even so,

you don't know
what Peter's thinking.

William and I...

We also had
a complicated relationship.

If there's one thing I regret,

it's that we never
honestly acknowledged

how we felt about each other.

Don't make the same mistake
that I did.

If you want to know
how Peter feels...

Ask him.

Ah.

What is it?

Ooh!

Hey, now you can finally
get the real answers

to the mysteries
of the universe, Warren.

Yeah.

Tell me, oh eight-ball,
will we get the Fowler Grant?

Oh.
"Outlook not so good."

Thank you.

? Happy birthday to you, ?

? happy birthday to you, ?

? happy birthday dear Warren, ?

? happy birthday to you. ?

Make a wish, Warren.

I wish I never
hear you guys sing again.

- You're very popular today.
- Oh, yeah, once a year.

Thanks, Grace.

Gaah! Ah!

Warren?

Ah! Ah!

Fringe
S03E12
Concentrate and Ask Again

Ninety minutes ago,
911 received a call

about a suspected
biological attack.

BPD responded,
evac'ed the building

and set up a quarantine zone.

- Any casualties?
- One.

Dr. Warren Blake.

A scientist working in
the company's R&D department.

The victim's reaction doesn't match

any known biological
or chemical weapon.

But why would anyone
kill a scientist?

What did we ever do?

Really?

Oh, my.
Look at this.

I feel nauseated.

Yeah, this is pretty disgusting,
even by our standards.

I'm not talking about the body.

I fear I may have broken wind
inside my suit.

Hmm, this is curious.

It would appear there isn't
a single bone left in this man's body.

This blue substance seems
to be the culprit.

The victim must have inhaled it.

Which cause his bones
to disintegrate?

Ingenious.

It destroyed bone matter
but was non-reactive

with everything else.

The work of a highly proficient
chemist, no doubt.

I found the source.

That's an odd delivery system.

Bonus points
for the creepy factor, though.

This was definitely personal.

It was his birthday.

The card says, "From Madison."

So who's Madison?

I don't know.

This was sent to Blake,

but there's no
return address on it.

What are you thinking?

That this is too big to go
a mail drop.

Did I miss something?

Yeah, our first lead.

Oh.

Thank you.

Broyles tracked the postal code.

The package was sent from
Chelsea two days ago,

so I'm just downloading the
post office security footage.

Okay.

Let's see if we can find our guy.

"Dr. Warren Blake was noted

"for his recent work
in vaccinating

thousands of people
in underdeveloped countries."

This guy cured diseases.

He saved lives.

How come all the creeps
go after the good guys?

Oh, my.

How many times
are you gonna test that?

Or is is just a way for you
to break your diet?

Do you think I enjoy
eating greasy fried food?

You're right.

But if I can figure out
exactly what this substance is,

then we may be able to
determine where it comes from.

Look.

The molecules in the powder
bond with calcium,

but they also pear
to be capsulized,

which preserves the agent until
it's delivered into the host.

And...

What?

Belly and I worked
on a similar technique

in the '70s when
we were trying to find a way

to vaccinate people
without their knowledge.

We discontinued the project

when Tricky Dicky tried
to use our research

to develop biological weapons.

You used to work
for President Nixon?

It was uncomfortable.

His wife...
kept coming on to me.

Now, little lady,
let's see what makes you tick.

Because if I'm right,

This is not some
rogue's creation at all.

Astrid...

Could you run this for me, please?

You found the suspect?

Good thing lunatics
still use the postal service.

Well, that makes
two breakthroughs.

I believe this is military.

- Ours, to be precise.
- U.S. Military?

How would you suspect get his

Because he's a former Marine.

His name is Aaron Downey.

He doesn't have a criminal record.
He has a military one.

So he used his clearance
to get access to the powder.

It's not likely.

He's been out of the service
for four years.

Okay, what's his last
known address?

This is Dunham.

I need a team in Quincy, now.

Clear!

No chem or bio agents.

We're clear.

No chem or bio!

Go ahead.
Take the hall.

Okay.

Still hot.

We just missed him.

So how does a Marine
end up a terrorist?

It says here that Downey's
service record was impeccable

and then four years ago,

he just abruptly resigned
his commission.

Does it say what
he did after that?

No.

He was off the grid
for a couple of years.

But when he did resurface,
he bought this house.

- All cash.
- Interesting.

So who is she?

She was obviously
important to him.

Maybe she knows where is.

You okay?

Do you still think about her?

Excuse me?

Well, you've bought me
a hundred cups of coffee

and you know that I take it
black with one sugar,

but this morning you
bought me one with milk,

and I'm assuming
that that's the way

the other Olivia likes hers.

Yes.

I think about her all the time.

I think about how she used
my feelings for you

to manipulate me.

How she lied to me
and everybody else.

No, before you knew
she wasn't me.

She was fun, right?

She had an easier smile.

I mean, that's what you said.

Olivia, I said that because
I wanted you to know

that I noticed the differences.

But I thought it was
because of me.

Because of us.

I thought that I was bringing
out a different side in you.

But it was never because
I wanted to be with her more.

Because I don't.

I'm sorry about the coffee.

Agent Dunham?

They've got something downstairs.

- Can you finish up here?
- Yeah.

Military ordinance is serialized.

And the serial numbers
have been filed down.

They're stolen.

So...
Where are the other three?

He's here!

Freeze!

Freeze! FBI!

Mr. Downey's been stabilized,

but there's a fair bit of
swelling in the brain,

and that's pushing down on the brain-stem,
effectively cutting off the blood supply.

So what are the chances that
he'll regain consciousness?

We just don't know.

The brain damage is substantial.

May I see his medical chart?

- Sure.
- Thank you.

If he does come out the coma,

he won't be able
to talk or swallow

or even breathe

Okay.
Thank you, Doctor.

So much for interrogating him.

Hmm.

What is it, Walter?

It says there's still neural
activity in the cerebrum.

Low levels, but it's there.

I may know a way
to question the suspect.

But I'll need to go back to
the lab first to think about it.

The woman in the photos
at Downey's house,

it's his ex-wife.

She agreed to come in
and talk to us.

Walter,
we'll drop you off at the lab.

This is Dr. Warren Blake.

We found his body yesterday.

Do you know him?

Uh... He finally...

He finally did it.

He said he was going to kill him.

I just never
took him seriously.

I'm sorry.
What are you saying?

Aaron... left the Marines to do
some private contractor work.

The money was really good,

but he had to be overseas
for a couple of years.

When he got home,
we wanted to start a family.

It was great at first.

I mean, I got pregnant
and we bought a house.

And then, um...

Seven months
into the pregnancy...

Our baby died.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

The doctor said that there was
something wrong with Aaron.

Some DNA pathogen
that he passed on to our child.

Aaron was convinced
that it had something

to do with his time overseas.

He kept talking about
a weapons project,

that he must have been
exposed to something.

Dr. Blake was the scientist
who oversaw it.

Sara, did he happen tell you

No, Aaron never said.

All he talked about was Dr. Blake.

He blamed him for Maddy's death.

Maddy?

Madison.

That was gonna
be our daughter's name.

She died like all the others.

What others?

There were two other men
in Aaron's unit.

He never told me their names,

but their babies died
the same way.

I'm sorry to ask you this,

but how did your daughter die?

They said it was some
kind of bone disease.

It left her without a skeleton.

So we have three
missing canisters

and two men with a grudge.

So you're thinking revenge, too?

Well, he killed Blake
with his own weapon.

I'm gonna call Broyles
and see if he can dig up

some of Blake's
old research grants.

If we can find out more
about this project,

then maybe we can find
the names of the other two men.

Hello?

Peter?
I need to be picked up.

Where are you calling me from,
Walter?

Um, New Hampshire, I believe.

Mile marker 259 on the I-89.

Peter, bring your wallet.

I haven't got any money
and I'm starving!

Walter,
you still haven't told us.

Where exactly
were you driving to?

I didn't see
the gas light come on.

That wasn't my question.

In the Worcester Cortexiphan trials,

there was a boy, Simon Phillips.

He lives just up the road here.

I believe he may be able
to help us.

Help us how?

Peter, don't spill it.

The paint on the car
is very delicate.

Broyles pulled all the names

from the Worcester Cortexiphan
trials months ago

and I don't remember
a Simon Phillips.

Because he wasn't in the records.

He didn't complete the program.

Simon was beginning to develop
the ability to read minds.

We hadn't intended it to happen.

None of the other children

You threw him out of the trial,
didn't you, Walter?

Because you knew
if he read your mind,

he'd know your secret.

That you'd taken me
from the other side.

Well, whether or not
he completed the trial

is inconsequential.

He had the ability once.

Well, how do you know
that he can still access it?

It's probably dormant,

but if I can somehow
reactivate Simon's ability,

then we could use him to read
Downey's mind,

find out where
the next attack's coming from.

Oh, look!

Punch buggy! Blue.

I don't think this guy's
big on company.

I'm guessing you didn't
call ahead.

Mr. Phillips?

Hello?

Walter, you don't have
to be nervous.

I don't even think he's home.

I'm not nervous.

It was a long car trip.

Listen, I need to pee.

How do we know
that he still lives here?

Yes, I know who you are.

No, I wouldn't call it
wonderful at all.

Bacon, unicorns...

Peter's birthday,
dash of cinnamon,

Z-two equals z-one squared
plus c,

Reiden Lake.

What does that mean, huh?

- What are you trying to do to me?
- Nothing.

It just my mind
does that sometimes.

You need to leave.

Put your gun down.

How come I can't hear you?

Why can't I read you?

She's another Cortexiphan subject.

Sometimes you children are
immune to each other's abilities.

I know what it's like.

What's wrong with him?

Every new thought
he reads is an added stressor.

To cope, his brain pumps adrenaline
and cortisol into his system.

Naturally, he experiences headaches,
nausea, accelerated heart rate.

That's why he gets sick.

How many more, Walter?

How many more are gonna come
crawling out of the woodwork?

Thanks.

You're welcome.

It's refreshing you know,

not, uh... Not being able
to read your mind.

It's the, um...

It's the first real conversation
I've had in twenty years.

So it started when
I was about ten.

It was, uh, small at first.

Just hearing other kids'
thoughts at school,

but then it kept getting worse,
and now I can't control it.

I can't turn it off.

Whenever I get within fifty feet
of another person, it's like...

Is that why you live here?

Alone?

It's the only place that's quiet.

You know how it feels
to be burdened with something

that makes it impossible for you
to relate to another person?

That makes you feel completely
alone in the world?

I can imagine.

Simon, I know that dealing
with our capabilities

can sometimes be difficult,
but...

They can also help people.

Look, I don't have to be able
to read your mind

to know that you want something.

What is it?

We need you to help
with an investigation.

We need you to read
a suspect's mind.

No, I don't think so.

Please, Simon,
come back to Boston with me.

A city the size of Boston?
You got to be joking.

All those thoughts,
they're like

millions of needles in my brain.

I'm sorry.

There's gotta be another way.

Look, I know what
I'm asking of you,

but, Simon, I'm afraid that
if you don't help us,

more people will die.

Please.

Can you believe Barry
pulling this on us last-minute?

Emergency board meeting
at five o'clock?

I've got dinner in the city in an hour.
The 93 is gonna be brutal.

Is this a joke?

"Happy birthday from Carla."

All non-critical patients in the lobby!

Take Mr. Johnson to the cafeteria.

- We've got the beds set up there.
- Okay.

Ahh, we are moving them
as quickly as we can.

Thank you.

Can I ask what this is for?

We need a mind reader
to help us find a bomb.

We should think of backup plan.

You got any ideas?

It's not working, is it?

Maybe if you, uh...
ask him a question.

Okay.

Aaron, can you focus on
my voice?

Can you hear me talking to you?

The doctor says there's

something wrong with our baby.

It's completely oxidized.

Aaron...

Who are you working with?

Who else was a part of the project?

You okay?

Get me a pen.

Well, what about
the plate of vegetables?

Let's just assume
for right now

that the vegetables
are inconsequential.

Was there any reference
in Downey's file to Maryann?

No.

Okay, what about Project Jellyfish?

Jellyfish are one of few
creatures without any bones.

The weapons program Blake
and Downey worked on.

Yeah, that's got to be it.

Broyles.

He can barely function
around people.

The Cortexiphan trials
ruined his life.

He's broken.

Olivia, I know
what you're thinking.

You and he are nothing alike.

There's been another attack.

Same M.O.

The powder killed three senior
executives at Canopy One.

Canopy One the defense contractor?

You think that's who's
funding the weapons project

that Downey and the others
were working on?

I don't know.
I'm gonna call Nina Sharp.

She's had more experience with
the Defense Department than I have.

Let me know if you two
turn anything up.

Okay.

- Hi.
- Did it help?

We don't know yet.

We're, uh...
We're hoping so.

Who is she?

You had drawings
of her in your cabin.

She works at a coffee shop
by my house.

What's she like?

She's perfect.

You haven't met her, have you?

I see her sometimes
when I drive by.

Is it because you think
it would be too painful?

Look, even if she
pretended to be nice

or to be my friend
or even flirted with me

out of some kind of pity,

I would know how she really feels.

That I'm too much of a freak

for her to even consider
being with.

But...
But you don't know that.

That's what you're afraid
is gonna happen.

And so what if you find out that...

That she's not interested,

or that there's somebody
else on her mind,

or that she doesn't love you.

I mean, isn't it...

Isn't it better to know?

No one should know exactly
what someone else is thinking.

Probably not, but I wouldn't mind
having that ability right now.

Officially,
Project Jellyfish never existed.

You brought me all the way
out here to tell me that?

No.

Send Agent Edwards in, please.

I might have guessed
that this involved the CIA.

It doesn't. But Nina asked me
to do some digging.

And we both know what
what Nina Sharp wants, she gets.

So. Jellyfish.

It was a weapons project.

Three men carried out
the live field tests.

How did they survive?

Apparently they were inoculated.

But when they tried
to start families...

The toxin affected
their unborn children.

Now, couldn't find anything
in Downey's personal file

you haven't already seen.

But I found something

in the D.O.D. payroll database.

Turn to the last page.

In addition to a large cash payment,

Downey was given three acres
of government land.

Farm land at Pembroke,

twenty-five miles south of Boston.

How's it coming?

Are we good?

Yeah, we're good.

We're fine.

The powder is fully oxidized.

Jeez.

The vest would allow them
to spread the powder themselves.

Yeah, in large quantities.

Yeah, looks like
they got bigger plans

than just three guys
in an elevator.

And then there's this.

Looks like a map of their
next target, right?

Maybe an overhead view.

Dunham!

Congressman Jim Thorn.

Isn't he a former Army General?

He was Senior Military Advisor
to the Joint Chiefs

at the time of Project Jellyfish.

So you think he approved
the project?

I need to alert Thorn's detail.

Didn't Simon write something
down about Maryann?

What?

When Simon was reading
Downey mind,

Didn't he say he saw the image
of the name Maryann?

Yeah, why?

Because I think I just found her.

That's the Fine Arts Museum.

Okay, so what does the museum

have to do with Congressman Thorn?

He's holding a fundraiser.

It's an event for three
hundred of his top donors.

It started half an hour ago.

I'm not going home, am I?

Peter's inside briefing
the Congressman.

How good a shot are you?

Uh, I'm okay. Why?

If either of those two guys
have a hand trigger,

You're only gonna get one shot.

Put it through the mouth
to sever the spinal cord.

That way the suspect
won't have a chance to detonate.

Are you sure he's up for this?

I hope so.

Because without Simon,
we can't identify the suspects.

If Simon can't do it...

You get out there.

Agent Dunham with the FBI.

- Where's Congressman Thorn?
- Inside.

We've already been through this
with your Agent Bishop.

Then why haven't you
taken him to safety?

You ever try telling
a four-star General

to take a death threat seriously?

This is not a threat.

I've already seen
what these guys

are capable of and
everyone here is at risk.

So you keep him in the back.

The tall one thinks you're hot.

We're making our way
to the ground floor.

Copy that.

Okay.

It's okay.
You can do this.

Hey, you're not supposed
to be here.

- This area is for staff only.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

We're just looking
for the restroom.

He's had a little bit
too much to drink.

Who is she? A cop?

I have to get out.

- The restroom's downstairs.
- Thank you.

That's him.

- What?
- That's him.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

Okay. You wait here.

Damn it.

Suspect one's down,
but he's not wearing the vest.

The other suspect
must be carrying the toxin.

Copy that.

I going back out there with Simon.

She'll be all right, Peter.

Where's Thorn?

Something's not right.

This is not how it's supposed to go.

- Where's Dillon?
- He's here.

Something is definitely wrong.

There. Blue tie.

Thorn should be here by now.

I'm sorry, sir.
You can't come through here.

Oh, I'm looking for my wife.

I think she went out
onto the balcony.

You'll need to use
a different exit.

Coffee.
Black, one sugar.

Thank you.

And I've been
meaning to tell you...

You look great in the dress.

Thank you.

It doesn't have to
be like this, you know?

Living out here the way
that you do.

I guess what I'm trying to say

is that you should go
and talk to that girl.

You still don't understand,
Olivia.

We're not supposed to know
what people think.

Simon, don't let your ability
stop you from living your life.

I may not be able
to read your mind,

but I read his.

This is what it's like
to be me.

No.

I can see you didn't bring
your bowling shoes.

That's gonna ba problem

Maybe next time.

Tonight, I have a different problem.

Tell me about the first people.

Start with why those books
seem to indicate

that you wrote them,

then move on to what

So you found it.

You never told me about this.

Ahem.

I'm not your problem.
Peter Bishop is.

Go on.

Okay.
What I can tell you is this:

That device can either be used

as a tool of creation
or as a weapon or destruction.

Depends on your point of view.

And Peter Bishop
is uniquely tuned to operate it.

Whatever frequency
Peter's vibrating at

will determine
how the machine reacts.

And what determines
Peter's frequency?

Depends on his state of mind,
which, in turn,

will depend on
who he ends up with.

Olivia from here
or Olivia from over there.

Whichever one he chooses,

it'll be her universe
that survives.

So in that case,
there's no cause for concern.

He'll choose our Olivia.

I wouldn't be so sure of that.