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I intend to restore balance
to our world.

(Male announcer)
Previously, on Fringe.

(Female reporter)
An unstable wormhole
that would not close

was quarantined
by Fringe Division.

Citizens encased
in quarantined amber

have been ruled
legally dead.

We gave you the ability
to identify

things from the other side.

(Olivia)
Was it me who described it
as a glimmer?

There's something that I have
to talk to you about.

About her,
fake Olivia.

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.

(Olivia)
She wasn't me.

How could you
not see that?

Now she's everywhere.

She's in my house,
my job, my bed.

I don't want to live
in my apartment,

and I don't want
to be with you.

(Man)
Okay, we need a secret word

in case I need
to make a quick escape.

You'll be fine.

I just don't know
what I'm gonna talk about.

Come on,
they're my friends.

Just as long as you don't
discuss religion or politics.

Oh!

Well, it is lovely weather
we're having today.

See? You do smalltalk
just as good as anyone.

Evenin', folks.
What unit?

Uh, Kimball, 7-C.

Enjoy.
- Thanks. - Thanks.

Oh, is the elevator
not working?

No, it's workin'.

[Bell dings]

Good luck.

[Echoing thud]

Evening, Mrs. Marcello.

Where you heading?

The Schrodinger Hotel,
on Flatbush.

You're not leaving too,
are you?

I can't take it
anymore, Jimmy.

I haven't slept in weeks.

Come on, it's not that bad.

Yet--and I'm not
sticking around

to find out how bad
it's gonna get.

I'm not spending another
minute in this building.

All right, all right.
At least let me hail you a cab.

[Horn honking]

[Indistinct party chatter]

See? I told you know
where Brooklyn is.

Oh, my God.
You made it.

Hi.

You must be Chris.
It's so nice to meet you.

California bubbly?

Mm, I like him already.

Come in, come in.

Most people
are out on the balcony.

Why don't you guys
head out,

and I'll get some drinks.

Here, I'll come with you.

Uh, wine?

Surprise me.

[Chuckles]

He is handsome.

And sweet and funny.

And your age,
finally.

Hey, try some
of this chicken.

It's amazing.

He's great,
and at this point,

we're practically
living together.

- Really?
- Who are you living with?

Hey, Rick.
Her boyfriend.

So...have you given him
a section of your closet?

And half
the medicine cabinet.

[Whirring]

- Rick!
- All right.

All right, I'll call
the building manager.

Yesterday,
the stove comes on

completely by itself.

Yeah, now we just
need to teach it

to make us breakfast.

Hey! I'm serious.
This is not funny.

It's kind of funny.

Yeah.

[Choking]

Sylvia?

[Choking]

Sylvia...

You okay?
What's in those?

I don't know, what's it?
Some type of barbecue?

[Choking]
Get my--get my purse!

She's having some kind
of allergic reaction!

Go get Chris!

Where's Chris?

I'm Chris.
Sylvia can't breathe.

She needs her purse.

It's with her coat.

To the Schrodinger,
corner of Flatbush--

[Mrs. Marcello gasping]

♪ Fringe 3x14 ♪
6B
Original Air Date on February 18, 2011

== sync, corrected by elderman ==
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♪ Yum, yum, pigs, bum,
pancakes blue ♪

O.J., fresh fruit...

What's the occasion, Walter?

Oh, nothing special.

But for the past
couple of weeks,

no new cases and...

Somehow that
has translated into...

Never seeing Olivia.

And I, for one, miss her.

Any reason why you didn't

mention this
to me last night?

Well, would you believe
it slipped my mind?

No, I would not.

You know, Walter,

whatever's happening
between Olivia and I--

or not happening,
as the case may be--

is really between us.

It's none of your concern.

Your happiness
is my concern.

And while
that's very sweet,

I'm begging you,
please...

Don't try and force things,
okay?

I'm not forcing anything.

[Knock on door]

Good morning, Walter.

Yes, it is.

It's good
to see you, dear.

So what was
so important?

Hmm? Important?

Breakfast.

The most important meal
of the day,

and I proved it in 1973.

Blueberry pancakes.

This a Bishop
family specialty

best eaten
while still warm.

Walter, you didn't
have to do this.

That's exactly
what I told him.

Ooh, there's
something missing.

He wants us to spend
time together.

The three of us?

[Romantic music plays]

No, just the two.

♪
♪

Walter!

♪
♪

He's not lying, though.

The pancakes are fantastic.

♪
♪

I'm gonna head back
to the office.

Olivia.

Look, I don't approve
of his methodology,

but...since we're here,

we might as well take
advantage of the situation

and just talk about
what's bothering you.

I don't really know
what to say.

Look, I know that you
still think about her.

I know you had
feelings for her.

And that you still do.

And, frankly,

I don't think you've been
completely honest with me.

[Chuckles softly]

Well, you're right.

I mean, I haven't
told you everything.

Mostly because
I didn't think that you...

That I could handle it?

I know that you struggle
with trust issues.

You have a difficult time
letting people in.

Well, I-I'm struggling
because the reasons are real.

I'm not making them up.

I know.

I never wanted to be
one of the reasons.

And I still
think about her,

because I spent
so long imagining

going down that path
with you.

Imagining
what it would be like

to wake up in a bed
next to you.

To sit around,
just the two of us

having a cup of coffee,
reading the paper.

And then finally,
I had it.

I've seen what the two of us
together looks like.

And it's beautiful.

Peter, she's the one
that took it away from us,

not me.

And now?

Who's the one
stopping us now?

[Cell phone ringing]

[Beep]

Dunham.

Yes, sir.
We'll be right there.

I'm gonna go get Walter.

(Olivia)
Okay.

Hey, cupid!

Did my plan work?

Well, if your plan
was to make things

even more awkward
and painful

between Olivia and I,
yeah, worked like a charm.

Perhaps I should have
made a frittata.

Six people
attending a party

on the seventh floor
fell to their deaths last night.

One second, they were
standing on the balcony.

They next second,
they were hitting the sidewalk.

But the all jumped?

[Chuckles]
Like a flash mob...

of suicide.

But jumpers don't usually
take their patio furniture

when they commit suicide.

They find any
structural damage

to the balcony
they were standing on?

First responders
didn't detect anything.

That doorman, Jimmy Smith,
was on duty when they fell.

Okay, well,
I'll meet you guys upstairs.

Jimmy, I'm, uh,
Agent Olivia Dunham.

I was wondering if I could
ask you a couple questions

about what happened here
last night.

I don't know--
I don't know what happened.

I was helping
Mrs. Marcello hail a cab.

This body just...
hit the ground.

Then another and then...

They all just came down.

But at once?

Like they all jumped
at the same time?

Maybe it's true
what they say about this place.

What do they say?

Sylvia has
a peanut allergy,

and I guess something
that we had catered

triggered an attack.

I ran out to the balcony
to get her boyfriend.

We were so busy
with Sylvia that...

By the time we heard
the screams,

everyone was...gone.

(Walter)
Don't be a daredevil.

I'm not, I'm not, I'm not.

I don't think
these people jumped.

You're right.

And even if they just...
went over the railing,

they would have
landed farther out.

Yeah.
Simple physics.

Instead...they landed
directly below us.

It's as if they went
straight through

the balcony.

Let's not push it,
all right?

It's fascinating.
How--how do six people

fall though
a solid floor?

Uh, ghosts.

Apparently
the residents think

that the Rosencrantz Building
is haunted.

Unexplained phenomena

has been happening here
for a while.

Unexplained phenomena?

Yeah, the water pipes
would be replaced,

and then two days later,
explode.

Or the electricity will go on
and then go off, unexplained.

People have been
reporting odd sounds.

That described just about
every, single prewar building.

Well, half the tenants
have already moved out.

Now that people have
fallen through the balconies,

I'm pretty sure they're
about to lose the other half.

Any ideas, Walter?

I know what's
happening here.

Ten times,
I've flipped this coin.

And ten times,
I've gotten heads!

That's fairly inconceivable.

The laws of physics are
being disrupted here.

The balcony--
here one second,

gone the next.
What are you saying, Walter?

That, like
the other universe,

our world is starting
to come apart at the seams.

And the tear is
beginning right here!

(Walter)
Damn it.

Walter, what
are you looking for?

My seismograph.

How am I supposed
to measure microquakes

without my damn
seismographs?

Walter, we keep 'em
in the back.

Then why are you all
sitting around?

I'll go get it.

You know, a thank you
wouldn't kill you.

Oh, I'm sorry if
at this moment,

when the universe
is collapsing,

I forgot the magic word.

(Olivia)
Walter, I understand
that you're worried,

but at the moment,
we don't know for sure

that what we're dealing with
is a soft spot.

It is not
a soft spot, dear.

It is a hole,

which could potentially
lead to a vortex.

Right, with the operative word
being potential.

Yes, agreed,
we need proof.

And that's where
you come in.

I want all the data we can
glean from that location.

Digital spectrometer.

Radiological survey meter.

We need to track
any irregularities.

Walter, this is still
hypothetical.

Peter, I know
that this is not

exactly precise science.

Perhaps you'd prefer
that I put Olivia

into a heightened state
of fear and anxiety

in the hopes that she
may get a glimmer

from the other side.

That's not what I meant.

Here's your seismograph.

Thank you, Astrid.

Okay, Walter, we're gonna go
set this up at the Rosencrantz.

If any seismic
activity happens,

you'll be
the first to know.

Uh, yes.
Thank you!

Please! Hocus pocus!
Whatever you want to hear.

Walter, what's
all that about?

Nothing.

Do you remember
the chemical attack

on the commuter bus
some years ago?

Yeah, it was one
of our first cases.

I want the case file,

and I want my lab notes
for the case, please.

How come?

Oh, dear God.

Is it "second guess
everything I do" day?

Because I haven't
been informed.

I'll get you the file,
Walter.

Okay, the seismograph is online.

(Peter)
All right, Walter,
we've got everything set up.

Well, can't you
do that from there?

[Sighs] Okay, fine.

We'll stay here.

Yeah. Bye.

You're kidding.
He wants us to stay here.

I mean, he knows
it's 12 degrees out here?

He said to stay close
in case we have any

last-second calibrations.

Do you really think that
this is the end of the world

as we know it?

If it is,
there's no reason

to wait outside
in the cold for it.

There's a bar
right across the street.

Wait, you think
that now is the time

to be throwing back shots?

Who said anything
about downing shots?

Maybe they got fries.

Well, now you're talking.

Evening, Mrs. Merchant.

Hello, Jimmy.

[Bell dings]

[Doors squeak open]

[Upbeat music on jukebox]

♪
♪

Mystery selection,
coming up.

Is it Feelings?

[Laughs]
No.

[Laughs]

Did I ever tell you
about the time

Walter did
his rendition of

Never, Never Gonna
Give You Up for me?

No, but I actually
love Barry White.

He was only wearing
his socks at the time.

Uck.
He was doing the hustle.

There was a lot
going on.

Okay, that's enough.

You know when you were
talking earlier about...

What it felt like when
you thought you were with me?

And you said that...

It was beautiful.

Yeah.

I want to know what
that feels like.

♪
♪

But...

♪
♪

[Ominous music]

Olivia? What?

I just need to get some air.

I'm sorry.

Olivia.

Look, whatever that was,

if you think
that it's a mistake--

Peter...You glimmered.

When we kissed.
You glimmered.

So you're afraid.

Afraid of what?

That you were right.

That this isn't
just about her.

It was, but I think
that this is me.

I think that I'm
stopping us.

Maybe I'm just incapable
of being vulnerable.

Olivia, come on,

you know that
that's not true.

It must be.

I'm terrified.

That I can't fix this.

That...that this
is just who I am.

What do you see?

[Beeping]

Peter?

Are you
getting these readings?

What's happening?

I don't know.
I'll call you right back.

Peter?

What happened?

Who was he?

My husband.

His ghost.

[Crackling]

Nothing.

I thought there'd be
some radiation leakage

from over there.

So you're not buying
that it's her husband's ghost?

There's no such thing
as ghosts.

That's where you
draw the line?

Ghosts?

Belly and I used to argue
about this constantly--

what happens
to the body's energy

after death.

William theorized
we should be able

to capture that energy

using what he called
soul magnets.

It's a catchy name.

[Chuckles]

He said if he were right,

he would contact me
from the great beyond.

I haven't gotten
the call yet.

Well, if she didn't
see her husband's ghost,

then what did
Mrs. Merchant see?

Mrs. Merchant...

When was the first time
you saw you saw your husband?

You mean after he died?

He's been visiting...

For a couple months now.

Oh.

Looks like you two
were together for a long time.

Almost 45 years.

These photographs
are beautiful.

Was he a photographer?

He liked to pretend
he was.

[Chuckles]
Oh.

When we'd travel,

he'd tell people we worked
for National Geographic.

Oh, oh, I know
that that--

that sounds horrible.

No.
But that little fib

got us into a few
restricted

but spectacular places.

We never had children,
so...that was our thing.

Huh.

We made
a hell of a team.

Forgive me,
but how did Derek die?

It was stupid.

The fuse box blew,
like it always did.

And we flipped a coin,
like usual.

Whenever there was a chore,
neither of us wanted to do,

we'd flip for it.

Derek lost this time.

There was a short
in the wiring.

He died instantly.

After his death,
you must have been devastated.

Is that when he
started coming to you?

No.

I couldn't get out of bed
after the funeral.

We've been together
since we were 20.

He was part of me.

Then he was gone.

So when did you
first see him

after he died?

A few days after.

Around dinner.

For a second, I forgot.

I wondered what Derek...

Was in the mood to eat.

And then I remembered...

He was gone.

And all I felt
was despair.

All I wanted was him.

Even if that meant...

Dying myself.

And that's when he came.

He came to be with me.

When I needed him.

How long did you two
live here?

Oh...

Over 40 years.

Derek owned this apartment.

I moved in after
we got married.

Oh.

Walter, why did you
ask that question?

How long
had she lived here?

What--what does it matter?

Because...

If her husband had
this apartment,

then it stands to reason

that her husband's double

has this apartment
on the other side.

Which proves I'm right.

The universe is breaking apart
at this very spot.

That woman is seeing through
to the other side

and mistaking the other Derek
for her husband.

Which is why
I can see him too.

Yes!

And if the fabric
separating our universe

is so thin that
Mrs. Merchant

can see through it...

Th-this is not good at all.

Walter, I understand
why she can see through

and I can't,
but...how is it

that Mrs. Merchant
can see through?

Right now, I'm not
interested in how, Peter.

I'm more concerned
about what happens next.

Which is...

Imagine this is the soft spot
in the universe...

But every incident...

Weakens it a little more.

Until, eventually...

A vortex...

A gaping hole,

that sucks in
and obliterates

everything around it.

Just like we've seen
happen on the other side.

Walter, I found it.

Oh.

Good.
What took so long?

The FBI had transferred
the case files

to Massive Dynamic.

Which file?

The commuter bus attacks
several years ago.

How is that relevant?

I've been worried
about this

since we returned
from the other side.

How we would respond
if a vortex opened up here.

How we would
plug the bridge.

Walter, please don't
tell me that you're thinking--

what am I missing?

We would do the same thing

as they did over there.

The government asked us
to analyze this

for its military properties.

No one had ever seen
anything like it before,

so there was concern.

With good reason.

If I'm right,
this has a composition

similar to the material
that Walternate uses.

We need half a dozen
of our best scientists.

And that...nervous fellow,
Brandon.

Dr. Bishop, let me
get this straight.

Are you really suggesting

that the FBI encased
that building in amber?

Perhaps the whole block.

Tell them they can
refer to my lab notes.

Oh, stop, Walter.

I mean, we've seen what
the amber's done

to the other side, with
thousands of people trapped.

Not to mention
the public reaction.

We'd be looking
at mass hysteria.

I understand,
but how do you think

the public will react

if that soft spot
turns into a vortex?

A black hole that swallows up
half of Brooklyn.

We should get started.

(Olivia)
Okay, I understand

that it's a last resort,
but it's a bad last resort.

Well, you know
more about this

than any of us do.

What's the protocol
they use over there?

Okay, well,
the Fringe team goes in

and, uh, assesses
the scope of the damage.

Then they set a perimeter.

They evacuate as many
people as they can.

Once the canister
is in place,

the gas is dispersed,

and within seconds,
the amber solidifies.

[Sighs]

I need to run this
up the channels.

Not exactly how you imagined
meeting the President, huh?

I already know him.

He doesn't like me.
I beat him at golf.

What are you thinking?

Well, uh, I understand
Walter's concerns,

but there's got to be
another way, right?

I'm gonna access
the information that we've got

on the other soft spots.

Walter still doesn't understand
what's causing the incidents.

But if this is a new soft spot,
then why there?

Why that building?

If we could figure that out,

maybe we could figure out
how to stop it.

Okay, well, let's pull up
all the geological reports

from the Rosencrantz as well,

going back to the first
reported incident,

and see what we're missing.

We've never done the parameters
based on your notes.

And we think this mixture
should replicate

the compound
you're looking for.

So how's it going?

Walter, are you all right?

For a long time,
I've been willing

to think the worst
of Walternate.

That he was an evil man.

Willing to use
any means necessary

to get what he needed.

I suppose it made it easy
to justify what I did.

Now we're faced
with the same decision.

And I'm arguing that we do
exactly what he did.

What sort of person
does that make me?

One who's asking
the right questions.

You don't think he
grappled with them too?

[Beeping]

[Crackling]

The compound is ready, sir.

There's nothing unusual
beneath the surface.

There's no subway tunnels,

no major utility lines.

I mean, what are we missing?

Hey...

[Chuckles]
I'm sorry, um...

The woman
who lost her husband,

Alice Merchant...

Why can she see through
to the other side?

You can do it,

but only when your--
your emotions are heightened.

That emotional intensity
is your trick.

Well, she's grieving
her husband.

That's emotionally intense.

Sure, but people lose
loved ones all the time.

It's sad, but what
makes her so unique?

Yeah, and--and why
can she only see

her husband's double
and not her own?

I mean, if they both live
on the other side,

then she should
see them both, right?

Maybe the other Alice
lost the coin toss.

She told you they used
to flip a coin

to see who was gonna
have to go fix the fuse.

Well, maybe
the exact, same thing

happened on the other side,
but on the other side...

Alice died instead of Derek.

Okay, well...

What if we've been
looking at this all wrong?

What if this is not
about physics,

but about people?

Go on.

Is it possible
that these two people,

both grieving for a version
of each other

in the exact same spot,

are somehow causing
this soft spot?

Some fort of emotional
quantum entanglement.

Perhaps.

"Spooky action
at a distance."

Einstein.

Two objects
interacting with each other

even though they're separated
by a great distance.

Man had a way with words.

So it is possible.

In theory!

I'd have to test it.
[Phone ringing]

And I'd have to figure out

how to do that.

Dunham.

Olivia, I'm picking up

all kinds of seismic
activity in park slope.

It's happening again.

[Helicopter whirring]

South side of the street
is clear, sir.

Move west and merge
with team Bravo.

I want an update in five.

Is that the ambering device?

I've prepared
a remote detonator,

so your Agent won't
get caught in it.

You two,
take this cylinder.

Place it in the stairwell,

then report
directly to me, quickly.

Sir, uh, I think that
there's another option.

Short version--

the woman who can
see through to the other side,

what if whatever
freak accident

that killed her husband
over here

also killed the wife
over there?

And this intense grief
that they're both experiencing

is somehow blending
our universes together?

You think all of this
is because of feelings?

(Peter)
Some naturally occurring
chemicals in the body,

like cortexiphan,

which allows Olivia
to see the other side,

but only when she's afraid.

We don't know how her emotions
let her do that,

but we know that they do.

Dr. Bishop, is there
any merit to this?

There's a chance.

But quantum entanglement
is a tricky business.

I'm not sure.

(Walkie-talkie)
Sir, we've got a resident

that's refusing to vacate.

Merchant, 6B.

Please advise.
That's her.

Pulling her out
won't help.

Proximity is irrelevant.

If Peter and Olivia
are right,

and this couple is responsible
for what we are seeing,

then it doesn't matter
if they're inches apart

or miles.

The subatomic connection
is the same.

She needs to break
that connection,

and let go on her own.

Well, what do you suggest?

We convince her that
it's not her husband

that she's holding onto.

And that'll make this stop?

Possibly.

But before we resort
to amber,

we have to try.

If I give the order,

I want you two
out immediately.

No hesitation.
Understood?

Yes, sir.
Go!

[Helicopter whirring]

[Lamp shatters]

He's already here.

Alice...
Go away.

I don't
want you here.

Alice, what I'm
about to tell you

is gonna be hard
to understand.

But everything that is
happening in this building

is happening
because of you.

Because of you and Derek.

Now, you're the only person
that can stop it.

But to do that,
you need to let him go.

I won't do that.

I can understand
how you feel.

[Rumbling]

Okay, Alice,
the man you're seeing,

he's not a ghost,
and he's not your husband.

He looks like Derek.
He looks exactly like Derek.

Then who is he?

[Loud rumbling]

[Glass rattling]

How long do we have?

There's no way to know.

Sir, the device
is in place.

I want all teams
behind the line, immediately.

Yes, sir.

(Alice)
You're wrong.

I swear to you.

The man
that you're seeing,

he's from another place.

He's from
another world.

What are you talking about?

In his world,
he lost his wife too.

And she looked
exactly like you.

He's making the same mistake
that you are.

He thinks
that you're his wife.

Now, I know
this sounds insane,

but all those people
that fell from the balcony,

they all died because

you two couldn't
let go of each other.

All of this is happening
because of you,

and you can stop it if you
just let go of him.

Alice...

Love...

It's me.

I can hear you.

Derek, I hear you!

Olivia...

I can see him too now.

Sweetheart...

I miss you.

I miss you too.

Was that--

that shimmering,
was that was I think it was?

Seeing the other side.

Yes...we all are.

Dunham, Bishop, I want you
out of there now!

Do you copy?

I repeat, do you...

There's so much more
to tell you.

Things I never got
a chance to say.

I don't think the building
can take much more of this.

Well, she won't let go.

[Glass shatters]

What's happening?

Rapid shifts in
barometric pressure.

Static electricity.

Dr. Bishop...

It's the vortex.

It's starting.

How do I trigger
the amber, Dr. Bishop?

Turn it on.

[Beeping]

Pull out the pin.

Evacuate now,
do you hear me?

That's a direct order!

Alice, you have
to listen to us.

That man
is not your husband.

Who is that?
Who are those people with you?

Alice, please.

Look at me.

You need to let him go.

How can you ask me?
I can't.

I can't!

I just can't!

I know, I know.

But you've already had

what most of us
only dream of.

A lifetime with
the person you love.

Look around you.

Your entire house
is filled with mementos--

photographs,
ticket stubs.

Evidence of a life
shared with somebody.

Proof that what you
and Derek had was true

and real.

And I know that
when you have something

so real, you'll do anything
to keep from losing it.

But please,
you have to let him go.

Alice, I miss you so much.

And the girls miss you.

We never had children.

Of course we did.

No.

I'm not your wife.

Your wife is gone.

And so is my Derek.

[Rumbling dies down]

[Overlapping chatter]

(Peter)
We're good up here.

Everything okay down there?

I know that it's
a lot to take in.

I'm not sure I'll ever
really understand what happened.

And I'm not sure
it would make any difference

if I did.

You know...
Today was something

I never could have imagined.

But if the impossible

is...possible...

Who's to say that someday

I won't see him again?

Maybe you will.

Walter...

The custodian
would like to vacuum.

Just a few more minutes.

Lovely view, isn't it?

You saved the lives
of a lot of people today.

And you should feel
very proud.

No.

Today wasn't a victory.

Today was a vision
of things to come.

Walter, now, you don't
know that to be true.

Unfortunately, I do.

If the vortex had opened,

I would be able to seal it.

And then there would
be new cracks

and we would seal
those cracks,

and those cracks
in our universe

would beget
larger cracks and...

Over there, decades
of research and funding...

The best solution Walternate
could come up with was this.

And it won't be enough.

Once the universes
start to unravel,

there'll be no stopping it.

I don't know how to stop it.

Well, then...

I think you need to learn.

[Knock on door]

Hey.

Hey.

I'm sorry, I thought
maybe you were Walter.

Oh...is he missing?

No, he stayed
down in New York.

What's up?
Is everything all right?

Yeah.

Um...

I might be
being presumptuous,

but, um...
I was thinking maybe...

Yeah, of course.
Come on in.

I'll get us some glasses.

♪
♪

To disaster
narrowly averted.

Or at least postponed.

[Clink]

♪
♪

Peter, what you said
to Mrs. Merchant...

♪
♪

I want what you want.

♪
♪

[Chuckles]

What do you think
we should do about that?

♪
♪

Am I glowing?

No.

♪
♪

[Electronic humming]

Anything?

Mm...

Nothing.

All readings are within
normal parameters.

That's weird, 'cause Astrid

reported a class four event
at this location,

and she's never wrong.

Did you check the batteries?

Um...yeah.

[Clears throat]

Agent Dunham
with Fringe Division.

I'm sorry to bother you
so late.

But I was wondering if you
happened to have noticed

anything strange going on
in the area?

No, n-nothing.

Okay. Uh, what about
your family? Maybe they--

no, uh, I live alone here.

My wife died
a couple months ago.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Well, if you do happen
to notice something,

please call the hotline.

Yeah.
Okay.

Thank you so much
for your time.

Cancel the quarantine
protocol.

If there was a rift here,

it's closed now.

Hmm.

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