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- I'm going for a week, not until the end of time.
- Yeah.
Previously on Fringe...
Our Agent Dunham...
Has she made contact?
She's on the other side
focused on the task at hand.
Since you got back
from the other side,
it's like you're
a completely different person.
How'd you do it?
How'd you replace our Olivia?
Listen, whatever happens to me,
I want you to know that this
started out as an assignment,
- but it became...
- Something more.
That would be
so much easier to believe
if you weren't
in handcuffs right now.
Have you seen Colonel Broyles?
He's late to work this morning.
His wife said that he did not
come home last night,
and that is...
is very unlike him.
Paging Ms. Levin...
your party is waiting
for you at terminal 7, gate 3.
Final boarding
for Gotham air flight...
Guess who.
Uh...
Well, the voice isn't familiar,
but, uh, the hands I like.
They're kind of...
rugged and sexy.
Oh. No, sorry.
I... I...
I don't recognize you.
No, it's my fault.
- I thought you were someone else.
- Oh.
Well, you should
probably leave,
because I'm waiting
for my boyfriend,
and we haven't seen
each other for a few months,
and he's really big
and strong, so...
But, you know, actually,
now that I think about it,
there is something in your face
that's kind of ringing a bell.
Yeah, maybe...
- Maybe it's my, um, lips.
- Hmm.
It's so good to be home.
You hungry?
Due to inclement
weather over the midwest,
the following flights
have been canceled...
Glatterflug flight 7 bound
for Chicago.
Gotham air 3 bound
for St. Louis.
"Everybody talks about the weather.
Nobody does anything about it."
I'm quoting Samuel Clemens.
You stranded too?
In a way, yeah, I, uh...
I'm waiting on someone
who got delayed.
Could you pass me
the salt, please?
- Sure.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
- How was the shower?
- It was hot. I was beginning to think
there wasn't a hot shower
anywhere in North Texas.
Well, welcome back
to civilization.
Well, to what
do I owe the honor?
You're a national hero.
I figured you deserve
the good stuff.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
Hmm. It's good.
Liv...
Everything all right?
What do you mean?
I don't know.
It's just, uh...
Didn't say a word to me
on the drive back
from the airport.
And when I'd call from Texas,
you seemed a bit distant.
Well, we were distant.
Yeah, I know.
Just you almost...
didn't seem like yourself.
Oh.
You know,
work's just been kind of crazy.
Look, I know when I'm away,
we can be a bit off.
Just want to make sure it's
not something more.
No.
It's just everything's
a little overwhelming
since Broyles went missing.
Do you have any leads?
No. They, uh, found his car
at the edge of a no-go zone,
but nobody knows
why it was in there.
Something classified?
Possibly, yeah.
Uh, Lincoln's taking over
in his absence.
He keeps pressing
all the official channels,
but we're not getting
any answers.
They stopped the search.
I'm sorry
I couldn't be here for you.
I know how you feel about him.
Well, you're here now.
- And I'm glad about that.
- Me too.
Help.
Please, help.
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You have any idea
how much I missed
watching you get dressed
in the morning?
What time is it?
Uh, it's about 8:00.
I thought you might like
to sleep in.
Yeah. Thank you.
Hey, uh...
- You want to get away this weekend?
- Uh, sure. Where?
I don't know.
How about we hop on an airship
and go down to Annapolis
like we used to?
- Annapolis?
- Yeah.
We can go to the crab shack
on the wharf or...
- Obrecky's?
- Right.
Remember how great
their jukebox was?
I would love that.
Dunham.
Okay.
I'm on my way.
Bye.
Hey. I heard they're rerouting
all the flights from Newark...
Bomb scare?
Nope.
Spontaneous bug eruption.
Guy named Harry Millman,
42 years old...
They found him in the bathroom.
Bugs had eaten their way
from the inside out.
Oh, fabulous.
Gosh, I was just here
last night picking up Frank.
- So, bugs.
- Yep.
Ugh, you know
how I feel about bugs.
Not Charlie.
Charlie loves bugs.
Look lively, people.
New boss is here.
How is it that
when you say "boss,"
it sounds like insubordination?
You see, that's my tone.
Maybe that's why I didn't get
the promotion.
Yeah, maybe,
or else I'm better than you.
Okay, so they're pretty,
but what are they?
No idea.
We've been through what...
Three different insect databases?
We still can't find a match.
What happened
to the other passengers?
We contacted
about half of them.
Apparently, the bugs don't live
outside the body too long.
And if somebody
had been infected,
we would have heard
about it by now.
Yeah, maybe. Maybe not.
Maybe some kind of
mutant insect bit him,
laid eggs under his skin?
That's comforting.
Looks like we got a live one.
Gotcha.
Sorry to keep you waiting,
Mr. Secretary.
I see the piece
that Agent Dunham obtained
was finally sent over.
Yes, and it seems
to be functional.
We should have it integrated
with the machine by week's end.
Good.
That's actually not why
I asked you here.
The experiments
with the chemical
we synthesized
from the other Olivia's brain...
It appears there's been
a breakthrough.
This subject was given
his second dose of the day.
43 minutes later,
this happened.
- Crossed over?
- No.
Danny?
How are you doing this?
I... I don't...
Don't know.
I'm just...
Just thinking it...
And it's happening.
Aah!
Oh, my God! Danny!
Call Dr. Jackson!
Nine test subjects get an injection
and die within thirty minutes.
This one develops
a telekinetic ability.
What's the difference?
We'll know more
after we dissect his brain,
but I have a theory...
Age.
This subject was the youngest
of the group,
which would make sense,
given your notion
that the human brain
is infinitely capable at birth.
We simply need
younger subjects.
- I think that children...
- No.
Sir, we may be close.
No children.
That is not an option.
You'll have to try
something else.
Drop your file request
on the table.
I'm a little busy right now.
Uh, Fringe Division.
I'm Agent Olivia Dunham,
and this is Agent...
Agent Charlie Foster...
Francis.
I'm Foster...
Mona Foster.
We, uh... We...
We met before?
I treated you
for your arachnid infestation.
I'm not surprised
you don't remember me.
You were in a lot of pain.
So how are the spiders?
Uh, they're good.
They... They...
Sometimes they just itch a little bit.
Maybe you just need
someone to scratch it.
Hmm.
So...
What brings Fringe here today?
It's order Coleoptera,
for sure,
Archostemata maybe,
but species?
No clue.
Where did you find this?
Uh, the Empire Docking Station.
That's kind of an unusual
habitat for beetles.
They ate their way
out of a person.
Interesting...
Yeah.
Wait here a minute.
- Don't even start with me.
- Oh...
- Don't...
- Bug girl's got a crush on Charlie.
Bug girl has a crush
on the fact
that I got spiders
in my blood, kiddo.
Come on, everybody's
looking for someone
that's gonna like them
for who they are inside, right?
Are you kidding me right now?
Skelter beetle...
Mansohnium boogliosus,
which answers one question
but raises
a whole bunch of others.
- Such as?
- Such as how is this here?
Skelter beetles are parasitic.
They lived exclusively in sheep.
Sheep.
And given that all the sheep
died out ten years ago...
The bugs died with them.
What was it doing
inside of a person?
Specimen number 7
was harvested twelve hours ago
after a twenty-minute
gestation period.
I have extracted
the epigastric tissue
from the beetle's abdomen
and...
And placed it
into the substrate.
I am now adding 10 milliliters
of the protein complex
to catalyze a reaction.
If the enzyme is present...
The indicator will turn pink.
Come on.
Get local P.D. to check the house
if she's not answering her phone.
Passenger 23 is clear.
Passenger 9 is clear.
We've also fully accounted
for zeppelin crew
- and ground personnel.
- The food for the airship...
It's supplied
by an LFC Food Services.
And it checks out clean so far.
You're wasting your time.
We're not dealing
with an outbreak.
We've cleared 62.237%
of people
who could possibly
have been exposed.
That's enough to make
a statistical inference.
This is not an epidemic.
Where do I get one of you?
I bet she drives a beetle.
You're not funny.
Listen, if you go on a date
with her and you're late,
then at least you know
that she won't bug out.
Wow. You're original.
- Hey.
- Hey.
What are you doing here?
Uh, Lincoln requested
a CDC liaison.
I said I could help.
Hey, Frank,
how's cow country?
Let's just say
I'm happy to be back.
You find anything?
Yep, Mansohnium boogliosus.
Skelter beetle.
They died out
with the sheep in '01.
Huh. Never heard of them.
Let me look at that.
I guess for you two
this kind of thing is romantic?
Brings back memories, huh?
- Hoboken?
- Uh-huh.
There's nothing like
a little cholera outbreak
to bring two people together.
I can only imagine what it is
you see in a guy like that.
Oh, he's kind of perfect,
isn't he?
No, I am perfect,
but he's a close second.
- Right.
- Right.
So still nothing on how
our victim got infected?
- Nope. If you learn anything, you let me know.
- Mm-hmm.
I'll be in Broyles' off...
I'll be in my office.
See, what's odd is
with the sheep they have
a symbiotic relationship,
but now they're attacking
their host.
They're eating their way out.
So they look the same,
but they're not the same.
Yeah.
Yeah, to put it simply.
The question is why.
What... What changed?
Why don't you just ask?
What's that?
When you don't know
the answer to something,
you ask someone who does.
Put out a Fringe Alert to the public.
Odds are that someone
will recognize this beetle
and call in a tip.
In fact, statistics suggest
you will get
at least two calls.
I don't know
what they pay you here,
but I definitely need you
in my life.
Uh, do you mind?
Hi. What can I get ya?
A cup of Earl Grey
and a piece of, um, cherry pie.
Okay.
That looks complicated.
What is it?
I'm a scientist.
This is my, uh, research,
but, uh...
You probably
wouldn't understand.
Well, try me.
Do you know the name
Jonas Salk?
Sure. Who doesn't?
He cured polio.
Have you heard of...
Watson and Crick?
They're those DNA guys, right?
That's right, yeah.
How about, uh,
Dr. Armand Silva?
Armand Silva.
No. Don't know that one.
Oh.
You will.
Attention, citizens...
this is a Fringe Alert.
If you have seen
or have any information
regarding this bug,
known as a skelter beetle,
please call 711
and speak to Fringe Division.
Have you decided?
Yeah.
I'll have what he's having.
Hey.
Got a minute?
Can I ask a favor?
Of course. What's up?
I was hoping if the case
wraps up this weekend
if Olivia could have
a few days.
Why?
You two got, uh...
Big plans or something?
Yeah. Yeah,
you could say that.
Sure.
Can you, uh...
keep a secret?
You kidding me?
I have my own, like...
cone of silence
when it comes to secrets.
What is it?
Ma'am, nobody's gonna eat
your dog, all right?
Thank you for calling.
No, sir, these bugs do not
have control of your wife.
These people are freaks!
What's going on in this city?
I'm gonna get a sandwich.
Uh, no, sir, I promise
that is not the way they work.
Yes, you can feel free
to call us
if something changes.
Okay, thank you.
How's it going?
Um, well...
We have had 200 phone calls,
mostly from nut jobs
and scared...
Frank's gonna ask you
to marry him.
I'm serious.
This weekend...
He just told me.
I... I promised
I'd keep it a secret,
but you know me,
I can't... keep a secret.
Hey, I think I got
a legitimate call here.
- Something up?
- No.
- Uh-uh.
- Okay.
Guy used to work
at a biology annex.
Guy next door to him used to be
an expert on skelter beetles.
Go. Go check it out.
Great.
So?
What are you gonna say?
To Frank?
What?
I can keep a secret.
Yeah, that's it.
Ah, I wish I could forget
these things.
His name was Armand Silva.
He was in virology
down the hall.
Those damn things
were always getting out.
I'm a scientist,
but I hate bugs.
You know what
he was doing with them?
I don't know.
We were all working
on our own projects.
I was harvesting sheep hearts
for valve replacement surgeries.
So how are they back?
The bugs?
Well, that's what
we're trying to figure out.
Do you know where
we can find Dr. Silva?
No. In fact,
a few years ago,
I heard he tried
to kill himself.
I didn't really know him
that well, but, uh...
It was like those bugs
were his whole life.
When the sheep died out,
he was a mess.
But if he's not dead,
he's definitely the guy
you want to talk to.
If anyone will know
how those bugs have come back,
it'll be him.
Jerry Bissell, aged 42,
worked as a data systems
repairman.
It says that he ate
at the Avenue Road Diner
about three hours ago.
Hey, I know that place.
It's right around the corner.
No luck on Dr. Silva.
His last known address
is outside of Boston,
but nothing
in the system on him
since the city
was ambered back in '04.
- No record of his death either.
- No.
Okay, so that means that
he's still out there somewhere.
Hey, look at this...
Right there.
These are so much different.
They're so much bigger.
I'm gonna take it to forensics,
see what they come up with.
Hey, can you send someone
to the diner as well?
Maybe somebody saw something.
Oh, great.
Now I got, like, two bosses?
What's wrong?
Keep feeling like
I'm missing something...
That Broyles would see
something I'm not.
Lincoln, you're doing fine.
Don't worry.
We'll catch this guy together.
Do you want me to
give you some time alone?
No. Please don't.
What is it?
You're lovely.
You know that?
You're sweet.
And you're also avoiding
answering my question.
It's... many things.
If you had asked me a week ago,
I would have told you
that I would sacrifice
anything...
To save our world.
But in fact, there are lines
I simply cannot cross.
Does that make me weak?
No.
It's what makes you
the most brilliant man
I've ever known.
And the fact you beat yourself
up over these decisions...
Now, that's what makes me
sure of this strength.
I wish I had the same faith.
I'm afraid I've failed, Reiko.
Peter was here, and...
He was here
of his own choosing,
as he needs to be.
And I lost him...
I underestimated
his attachments over there.
I hadn't factored in the girl.
But now you know
about the girl.
And you know Peter better.
You'll get him back.
How could you be so sure?
Do you trust me?
More than anyone.
Well, then...
Trust my perspective on this.
I know you, Walter.
I've seen your determination,
your will.
I don't have
a single doubt in my mind
you'll find an answer.
You always do.
- Hi.
- You're home.
So I called Atlanta.
I found out some information
on Dr. Silva.
CDC had a grant he applied for
on file, back in '97.
Claims he was close to a vaccine
for the avian flu.
Gosh, if that's true...
I know.
It would have saved millions.
Thing is his research...
It reads a little off the wall.
Here, take a look at this.
The vaccine
was based on an enzyme
that the skelter beetle
produced.
And that got me thinking.
You think he's trying to bring
the skelter beetle
back from extinction?
Is that even possible?
Possible, yeah.
Certainly not easy.
He'd have to clone DNA
from a preserved specimen.
But the real problem would be
that the eggs would never hatch.
- Because they only live in sheep.
- Exactly.
He'd have to modify them.
He'd have to re-engineer them
- to live in a different host.
- Like people.
Sheep and humans share
96% of the same DNA.
And that could account
for the reason
why the bugs are killing
their human hosts.
But I just called the lab.
They said the bugs they got
from the first victim...
They weren't mature enough
to create the enzyme.
But the bugs got bigger
with the second victim.
- They did?
- Yeah.
Maybe he is modifying his work.
Okay, so say you're right.
- What would he need?
- Like equipment?
Yeah. Call Lincoln.
- Retro-viral samples.
- Retro-viral samples.
- Plasmid array.
- Plasmid array.
- Liquid spectrometer.
- Okay, wait, wait.
- Slow down.
- An electron microscope
and also liquid nitrogen...
You got all that?
All right, I'm leaving now,
so I should be there
in about twenty minutes.
Uh, Lincoln said that if you
were here, he would kiss you.
Well, I'm glad he's not here.
Okay. And you will keep
the list on you.
- Yes, of course, of course. Keys.
- Keys. Yes. Thank you.
And my I.D.
- And you forgot this.
- Oh.
I was gonna wait
till this weekend.
I know we have a lot
to figure out.
There's your job,
and there's my job,
and there's my mother.
Look, being away from you
made me realize
how much I can't stand
being away from you.
Olivia Dunham...
Will you marry me?
Yes.
Seriously?
Hello?
Hey. Where are you?
It's Lincoln.
I'm just leaving the house.
What's up?
Don't come down here.
We got a hit.
Six months ago,
Silva purchased a plasmid array.
He had it shipped
to a warehouse in Brooklyn.
I'm sending you
the address now.
Silva's unit is number 21.
I already walked the perimeter.
No sign of any other cars.
What?
I said yes.
Frank asked me, and I said yes.
And?
You happy?
Yeah. I am.
Good.
Then I am too.
Watch your step.
Thank you.
Hey...
I think someone's here.
Hey!
Hey!
Olivia!
Olivia!
Damn it!
No signal.
Please try again.
Aah!
Where's Lincoln?
Come on,
there's got to be something.
There's got to be...
Yes!
There are more agents
on their way here now.
I think we both know
that's not true.
Come on, do yourself a favor
and just let me go.
They'll thank me.
The whole world...
will thank me.
Thank you for what...
Your vaccine?
Is that what
you're talking about...
Your vaccine?
For someone
who wants to save lives,
you sure don't have much
of a problem killing people.
How many did Salk sacrifice
trying to get his answers...
Pasteur...
In the name of science?
When the sheep died out,
I tried cows, goats, primates.
None of them
could host the beetles.
Humans were my only option.
What about stopping
the research?
- That wasn't an option?
- No.
Because I was too close.
And now...
Now I'm...
My work is...
is nearly complete.
Did you ever ask yourself
what you're leaving behind?
I have an ability.
I was on a path.
I had a calling,
and the world changed on me.
It simply... changed and
robbed me of my legacy.
This... world,
this decaying madness...
Robbed me.
Come on.
This is Agent Lee.
I need a tactical unit
immediately at my location.
See, the second batch
of specimen
were almost mature enough,
but not quite.
And then I realized...
A queen can hatch her own eggs.
She can create a legion,
enough for my vaccine.
One more human host...
to bring the queen beetle to term.
But it's over now,
'cause we know who you are.
You don't understand.
The gestation
has already begun.
What did you give me?
What the hell did you give me?
Don't move!
Lincoln.
- Lincoln, don't shoot him.
- That's up to him.
No. We need his help.
I've been infected.
Don't worry, Liv.
I'm gonna take care of you.
Down! Now!
Down!
- Olivia!
- Frank!
Oh, Frank, Frank.
He dosed her.
Oh, Frank, he made me
drink the water.
Somebody bag that glass!
What do we do...
to stop the infestation?
What do we do to stop it?
- Get her to the hospital.
- Let me go!
Get her to the hospital.
You're running out of time.
Go. Go!
She's been infected
with a deadly parasite.
The next ten minutes
are critical.
In my kit,
there's a vial of metrifonate.
It's an anti-parasitic.
- Liv.
- Yeah.
I'm gonna do everything I can.
Just hold on.
Everybody out...
Now!
Tell me how to save her.
Oh...
You have one more chance.
Tell me!
If you want
your friend to live,
put down the gun
and do exactly as I say.
Aah!
What do you want?
Bring me those panels
over there...
And I'll tell you
how to save your friend.
B.P.'S 140 over 90.
Heart rate's elevated.
That could just be
the adrenaline.
Oh, Frank, my stomach...
The anti-parasitic that
I'm going to give you is powerful.
It's gonna kill the bugs
inside you before they hatch.
Why do I sense that
there's a "but" coming?
Because it's a lot
for your system to take.
Uh-huh.
So what do we do?
I don't think we have a choice.
Hand me the wand.
Can you zoom in?
What do you see, Frank?
I see movement!
Where?
What the hell
am I putting together here?
You'll work faster
if you don't talk.
I gave you what you wanted.
Now you tell me
how to save her.
She doesn't need saving.
I didn't infect her.
- Uh-uh. She was sick.
- Not because of me.
She's not the final host.
Aah!
Oh!
Syringe is ready.
- Look at me. It's gonna be okay.
- Okay.
- Stop!
- What?
Take a look at this.
What is it? What is it?
Are you sure?
Look at the beta HCG levels
in her blood.
- The picture on the sonogram...
- Uh-huh?
You're not infected.
You're pregnant.
I've done it.
The queen is ready.
Uhh...
Aah!
Come here.
Make sure...
they...
spell my name... right.
- Can I come in?
- Of course.
What did the doctor say?
That the baby's healthy
and that the, uh...
The fall and the adrenaline
triggered some kind
of morning sickness.
How far along are you?
Frank...
Liv, how long
you been pregnant?
Six weeks.
Are you in love with him...
The father?
That's all I needed to know.
Frank.
You... were gonna marry me.
Hello?
Mr. Secretary,
there's been a development.
I think I might have
another way
to bring Peter back
from the other universe.
Sir.
Forgive my intrusion.
I hope this isn't a bad time.
Please come in.
I heard the news
about your pregnancy.
Don't worry.
Your position with Fringe Division
will remain intact.
You'll have whatever
resources you need.
After all,
you are the mother
of my future grandchild.
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