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Peter: He's an observer.
They only show up at significant events.

Narrator: Previously on fringe:

Walter:
He wants to go into the observer's mind.

I do not have long.
I need you to do something for me.

How can she have memories
of my Olivia's life clearer than her own?

No matter how badly
I want my Olivia back...

I can't make this one have memories.

I think you are, even without meaning to.
And it's wrong, Peter.

I don't understand what's happening.
If you look into my eyes...

- You can see I am her.
- No. I know she's out there.

My Olivia in my timeline.

I'm sorry,
I think it's better if I just stay away.

The whole world is on fire.
Starting with my office.

We've had to completely reevaluate
all our security measures...

After what that woman did.

The truth is, I wanted to give you time
to collect your thoughts.

I know when there's something
you wanna talk about.

I'm in love with Peter.

I know it sounds absurd 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.

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 Peter wants you to remember.

But I can remember things
Peter couldn't have known.

Like details of cases that 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.

We're gonna figure out
what's happening with you, olive.

And as for your feelings about Peter...

All wounds heal over time.

Yeah. I just wish
that time would move a little quicker.

That's a coincidence, because we
just filed the patent on that last week.

It's good to be with you.
We should do this more often.

What's wrong?

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?

I'll talk to Walter.

Celia: Hey, Jane, it's Celia.
God, it was a beautiful service.

I know this is impossible
to make sense of.

We love you, janey.
We 're here for you.

If you need anything, please call us.

Who are you?

What do you want?

No, please, no!

No, please, no!

- Walter: Olivia.
- Hello, Walter.

Walter:
Oh, I'm so glad you're here.

- Is everything all right?
- I've run out of M&M's...

But I want to show you something.

I ordered this on the inteniveb
to keep an eye on our cleaning crew.

- A Teddy bear?
- A Ted e. Bear-witness.

It has a camera.

To my surprise,
this inadvertently recorded the event...

Between Peter and our bald man
in the lab.

Come.

What do you see?

I see him disappear
and then the table get knocked over.

Walter:
Look again. Do you see the blip?

Okay, I saw it then.

I believe something happened here
that was undetectable to the human eye.

- Ah. They're back from mit.
- What did I just pick up, Walter?

There were a lot
of security precautions.

It's an apparatus designed
to slow down video.

The playback rate is so decelerated,
that you can actually see light particles.

Well, come on, Tommy,
let's see what we can find on that tape.

How are you feeling?

I'm fine.

I was gonna come and talk to Walter...

But his mind is firmly
somewhere else at the moment.

Walter:
Astro, my waffle iron blew this fuse.

This is Dunham.

Broyles:
Jane hall. She was found by her sister.

Olivia: That's severe bruising.
Broyles: Those aren't bruises.

The skin had a reaction to chemical
residue left by the assailant's hands.

- Olivia: Why are we here?
- This is the second killing in a month...

Where a woman's had the same marks.
Both were recently widowed.

The husbands died
under mysterious circumstances.

Their bodies were dumped in fields,
completely dehydrated.

Mrs. Hall had just arrived home...

From her husband, Mark's, funeral
when she was killed.

Okay, so we know that the killer
is targeting couples.

There's one more thing.

In both cases...

DNA of the deceased husbands
was found on the victims' necks.

You're saying both widows were killed
by their dead mates?

That's what the evidence is saying.

Her husband's body was only exhumed
15 minutes ago.

Oh, my.

- Hello.
- Peter. I need you here immediately.

Where are you?

I'm in a cab
on my way to the bus station.

- Bus station? Where are you going?
- New York.

You wanted me to stay away from her,
remember? A bus is as good a mode...

Of transportation as any
when you're trying to get out of town.

You didn't tell me.

Anyway, you must come back
to the lab at once.

Why? What's going on?

I think the observer may have done
something to your eye.

Whatever he did, it wasn't seen
by the other observers.

All I care about
is what he's done to you.

So, what's in New York?

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

Olivia.

I admire you, Peter.

And why's that, 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.

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

It's a particularly obtuse way to admit
that you're a better man than I am.

Is that Greek?

It means,
"be a better man than your father."

Something I was told a long time ago.

But it is very strange
to hear you say it.

- Hm.
- What is it?

There's something in there.

It's got writing on it.

Peter: It's an address.

Walter:
228 1/2 morrow street. It's amazing.

I suspect this message,
if left alone to run its course...

Would have fully dissolved, taking
its place firmly in your mind's eye.

You think this would've etched itself
into my brain?

Walter:
Organic ocular suggestion.

You wouldn't be aware, but you would
be irresistibly compelled to visit.

- Jones: Dr. Bishop?
- What?

Farnsworth said to bring her in
if we were here first.

- Who is she?
- "Jane hall."

I think it's a case, Walter.

Oh, right. Fine.

Bring the poor dear down
and put her on the slab.

Walter: The human body is composed
of 60 percent water.

However, Mr. Hall's body was drained
of almost all moisture.

He was literally killed
by extreme dehydration.

Among other things that are lost
with such dehydration...

Are pheromones.

It wasn't only Mr. Hall's DNA found
on his widow's neck...

Specifically, it was a very concentrated
solution of Mark's pheromones...

Which is what's causing the burning
on the victims' necks.

Why would somebody concentrate
pheromones?

They control our moods, our appetite,
who we give our hearts to.

So he's targeting couples.

Killing the male,
extracting the pheromones.

Do you think that he's trying
to win the female?

A love potion?

Possibly.

Hm. I would like to examine
the first victims he did this to.

Okay, I will get the ball rolling
on the exhumations.

See if I can get their files pulled.

Oh, I'm sorry. They're Peter's.

I made him get off the bus
to New York.

But you didn't know that.

That he was on his way to New York?
No.

Where is he now?

Walter: Thank you, dear.

Walter, my memories are slipping.

- They're disappearing.
- Your own memories?

You said they were
in the back of your mind.

I didn't tell anybody it was happening
because if Peter was gonna be with me...

Then I didn't think about
the consequences. I just didn't care.

But it's getting worse, Walter.
Whatever it is that's happening.

And I want you to try and stop it.
I want you to see if you can reverse it.

I wanna go back to who I was.

Olivia.

I don't wanna feel like this anymore.

I'll think of something.

- Carr: I can do that if you want.
- Really?

- Yeah.
- Man: Yeah, that'd be great.

Thank you. He's so cute.

Carr:
Yeah, I don't know about cute.

This is Omar.

Are you ready?

Oh, you two look so in love.

Carr: Beautiful.

Man: That's great.
Woman 1: Perfect.

You guys from around here?

Man: Yeah, brookline.
Woman 1: Come on, Oliver.

All right.

- Well, take care.
- Man: Thank you.

Woman 2: Andrew, be sure to get the lake
in the background.

I could take that picture for you
if you want.

Smell this.

Walter, what is that? It is putrid.

Mortius bestia. Roadkill.

Specifically, an aromatic excretion...

From the castor sacs
of the north American beaver.

Used primarily for marking and mating.

I went beaver hunting
in eastern Canada during the '70s.

Of course, in those days, "beaver"
meant something else entirely.

Walter, why would you make me
wear this and smell roadkill?

Because I've been smelling things
for the past hour...

And I've lost my objectivity.
Now, are you going to help me or not?

Okay, take a look at these.

These are statements
from friends and family.

The one thing that they said
about both couples is...

That they had great, solid,
loving marriages.

- So?
- So maybe he's targeting couples...

That personify the kind of love
that he wants.

What?

Nothing. Ahem.

Are you okay?

I mean, with all you've been through
in the past few days?

You know, if you ever need anything...

I'm here.

I know.

Walter wants to know which of you
has fearless nasal passages.

For thousands of years,
perfume makers have used...

A single disparate rancid note...

To counterbalance the other sweet
and unctuous scents in a fragrance.

The ancient mesopotamians
used fish oil...

The Greeks used animal carcass,
the Egyptians used afterbirth.

But used in proportion...

So that the human nose
cannot detect the unique odor.

You're saying our suspect
is making a perfume?

No. But like perfume...

The chemical compound
that our perpetrator is using...

To lure the opposite sex,
does contain a rancid note.

I found this on Jane hall's neck...

Mixed with the pheromones
of her dead mate.

- It's an ingredient called castoreum.
- Walter: Hm.

Astrid: Uh—uh.

Anyway, we can trace it.

It is not easy to get, I only found
five perfume manufacturers that use it.

You guys can work these
and I'll take these.

- Hey, Astrid.
- Hey, where are you?

We're just leaving scentax,
on our way to kjs.

Forget about that place.
Empire world fragrance...

Fired one of its employees
a few months ago for theft.

- Guess what he stole.
- Castoreum.

Do you have an address?

Let me out!

One on one to talk to you

like film stars they get close to you

you've mirrored his appeal

he wants you so
he wants to be beside you

then you pass by

giving him the other side of you

like the mystics do

so that every time he moves
he moves for you

Soul and light can always see
the meeting of true love and she

this silent night and I

I guess a lonely mind might see

I've seen love on the screen

Agent 1: Move, move!

Agent 2: Watch your step.

Olivia: Clear.

Agent 3: Upstairs, negative.

Olivia:
It's still warm. He was just here.

Olivia.

He's married.

Andrew sutter, age 36,
212 peatmont Avenue, Milton.

I'm gonna call Broyles.

Tell him we know
who the next victim's going to be.

It's okay, we're with the FBI.
My name is Dunham.

What are you doing?

Are you dianna sutter?

The last time I spoke to Andrew
was this morning.

His car's in the shop today.

I told him to get a ride home from work,
because_"

Because I was too busy.

Believe me when I tell you that...

We are going to make sure that
he doesn't hurt you or anybody else.

We're in position.

Now what?

Now we wait.

Just keep looking straight ahead.

You must have loved each other
very much.

We were married the summer
after our senior year at brown.

This August
it would have been 15 years.

We were best friends in college.

He was always helping me get over
a broken heart from one boy or another.

He couldn't understand
why I kept letting it happen.

What I was looking for.

He couldn't really understand
the difference between...

Loving someone
and being in love with them.

It's different, you know?

But people get tired...

Of looking and hoping.

Maybe he's taking his time,
like he did with Jane hall.

Or maybe he was never
coming here at all.

This guy targets couples in love.

You heard her
talking about her marriage.

Why would carr pick them?

Is it possible that your husband may
have been having an affair?

How did you know?

Do you know her name?

Woman: The president returned
home today from his trip overseas.

He's expected to meet with congress
tomorrow to discuss, among other...

Who...?
What are you doing in my house?

- Get off me!
- Shh! Shh-shh-shh.

God, please god. No, help me!
Help me!

Shh! Shh!

I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

Olivia: Let her go.

Move away from her.

Do you know
how much pain you caused?

I don't want you to think
that I did it for me.

I mean, not just for me.

We're not meant to be alone.

It's every human being's right
to know love.

And had I succeeded...

Had I found...

The right chemicals,
just the right balance...

I could have given the world...

What you have.

What do I have?

Love.

I can smell that you're in love.

I was wondering when I'd hear from you.
I was just making some tea.

- How you feeling?
- I'm okay.

- I talked to Walter.
- What did he say?

Olivia: Well, it doesn't matter.

I met a woman today.

She'd 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 the 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've decided to let things
run their course.

No, you had an emotional day.

And you don't have to decide
anything right now.

I've made my decision.

You have so much in your life, olive.

Are you just gonna let that
all disappear?

And be replaced by what?

Memories of a life that you didn't live?

Well, how long do we have?

I don't know.

Neither does Walter.

Well, my mother used to say:

"Encourage the quest for happiness
in your children.

Even if it takes them
very far away from you."

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.

I love you, Nina.

I love you, olive.

Thank you.

For what?

They hid the universe from me.

They looked me out.

- You mean the other observers?
- Yes.

What I led you to...

Is a beacon.

I needed you to activate it...

So I could find my way back.

So I helped you.

Then I need you to help me now.

I have tried everything
that I can think of...

Everything I know how to do to get
back home, and none of it has worked.

And nobody here can help me.
But you can.

I know you can.

Please...

Help me get back home.

You have been home all along.

I don't understand.

I was erased.

There is no scientific explanation.

I have a theory...

Based on
an uniquely human principle.

Ibeheve
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.

And Olivia?

She is your Olivia.