"Agent." "Excuse me." "She's got next shift." "You guys keep taking my girls, you're gonna put me out of business." "Get a new girl." "You seem to be quite... agitated." "What are you doing, Agent?" "He's a native." "My jurisdiction." "Sorry he acted out, Captain Windmark." "I mean, you could wipe him, sure, but then there's the inquiry, the paperwork." "Club gets shut for two days, and I, for one, lose a hell of a lot of kickbacks." "I must say, Agent, you are always exactly what you seem." "Can you stand?" "Go home, Kitty." "Take the rest of the night off." "Thanks, Rick." "What are you?" "Stupid?" "What can I say?" "I'm a gentleman." "I had to piss him off so he'd try and wipe me." "Otherwise he would have read me." "But he read you." "And you fooled him." "How the hell did you do that?" "Just lucky, I guess." "Lucky?" "They find out about you, they'll kill you." "Hell, they find out there's anyone like you, they'll probably kill us all." "I love being special." "You're late." "I said 6:00." "It's 8:00." "They added two new checkpoints downtown." "You said "important. "" "Oh, baby..." "You don't know the half of it." "Remember all those times I said you were nuts?" "Looks like I was wrong." "Go ahead." "Does anyone else know about this?" "No, of course not." "Oh, my God." " Where are the others?" "Were they" " Yeah." "Two more." "Man and a woman." "Younger." "Right where I found this one." "Heat was rising." " Couldn't move 'em all at once." " Where?" "The city." "Inside the old" "Attention, curfew is now in effect." "Natives, please return to your homes immediately." "Who are you?" "Loyalists hung a few resistance fighters from Copley Plaza mall." "We need to cut them down." "We have two containment breaches in Back Bay." "And curfews- people are getting brave." "Don't let them." " Where the hell have you been, Agent?" " Sir, I need" "Walk with me." "Now." " Late." " I know." " Very." " Sorry." "Very." "I need a coffee." "I could use some air myself." "I remember when you used to be able to drink this stuff." "You are old." "So what's wrong?" " Rick's dead." " What?" " Loyalist killed him." " Damn it, Etta." "Black market tech gets people killed." "Even cops." "Black market tech replaced your eyes." "I don't need a history lesson." "You were gonna stop running civilians." "I had an open order with him." "From the old days." "I just never cancelled it." "An order for what?" "Any info on the missing team." "Really?" "Again?" "You've got to let this go." " Simon" " It's a myth, Etta." "The original Fringe team didn't vanish." "They aren't missing." "They died 20 years ago." "They aren't coming back to save us from the Observers." "They aren't in the desert or Peru, or immortal." "You're right." "They're in Amber." "And I've got one of them right here." "Well, I'll be a toe on a foot in a grave." "That's the Amber device." "He did this on purpose." "What could have been so terrible that he ambered himself?" "And his team." "Rick said the others were with him." "Once we get Dr. Bishop out, he can tell us where they are." "Let's not get ahead of ourselves yet." "Agent." " No, thank you." " Don't be rude, Phillip." "Have a drink with me." "It's water." "It doesn't do anything for me." "It hydrates you." "Yes, I suppose it does." "As much as I would have enjoyed eliminating him myself, native-on-native killing cannot stand." "Not on my watch." "I heard." "And, no, we don't have any leads." "This is the fourth this month." "I can count." "I like you, Philip." "But be assured..." "Bite my hand and I will put you down." "Your division is in charge of native crime." "Or would you rather I was in charge of native crime?" "I don't think you'd like my methods." "I'll get you a suspect." "Good." "Windmark." "What did you do up there in the future... to get yourself such a crap detail?" "I like animals." "Third generation Amber." "No reverse protocols." "Durable stuff, this." "There's no way to revert it to its gaseous form?" "I didn't say that." "Oh, dear." "Good look on you." "It looks like the Amber can only be reverted to its gaseous state momentarily." "He won't have enough time to emerge safely." "By the time he's aware enough to step out of it... the gas will have resolidified, capturing him again." "Couldn't we just push him out?" "Not unless you want to end up encased in that stuff yourself." "Hey." "What's it for?" "Hell if I know." "You know Simon." "You know... not everyone trusts Simon." " My friends" " Your friends in the city?" "Some think he's allowed the resistance to operate a little..." "too freely." "He had better have a good reason for checking out old level-two tech." "'Cause my friends- in the city." "They're gonna be watching." "A girl like you might want to watch her "P"s and "Q"s." "Wouldn't want to do the wrong thing." "I'll keep that in mind." "Fire in the hole." "Wow." "Crowd control- back before the loyalists decided it was easier just to use bullets." "I'm quite proud of these little babies." "When I say." "Really?" "I was gonna go before." "Okay, buffers are communicating." "Ready?" "Three, two, one." "I didn't say "now. "" "You were late!" "Dr. Bishop, my name is Agent Simon Foster." "It is a great honor for me to meet you, sir." "And you, young lady, you're very pretty." "Etta." "We just removed you from Amber, Dr. Bishop." "You were inside 20 years." "20 years?" "It's no wonder I'm so hungry." "Do you have anything to eat?" "This was- is your favorite food." "That's what they say." "The stories, I mean." "Mmm!" "Mmm!" "Mmm!" "That's lovely, thank you." "Our records indicate that, after the invasion, you and your team discovered a way of getting rid of the Observers." "These are the blueprints for the device you were working on." "But we believe, before you could finish it, you and your team were- were you all caught in Amber?" " What do you call it?" " We don't know." "We-we thought it was some kind of beacon." "No, no, no, you silly Billy-this." "The same as you." "We call it licorice." "Licorice." "Licorice." "Li-cor-ice." "Who are you?" "You're quite pretty." "Li-cor-ice." "Do you have ring-dings?" "Dr. Bishop," "I need you to try and stay perfectly still." "Walter." "Yes, I hear you, Peter." "I will try not to move." "Here, try this." "His neuropathways have degraded." "It looks as if he's experienced some sort of trauma." "Probably because he was so close to the blast horizon of the Amber." "Brain damage." "Mmm." "Well, how do we fix him?" "I don't know." "She'll be here in a moment." "Your meeting." "It's about to take place." "You wanted to see me, Agent." "Yes, ma'am." "We're still waiting on the touch screens for headquarters." "They've been back-ordered now for six months." "Well, I don't know how to break this to you, Agent, but your department's needs are the lowest thing on my list of priorities." "I understand that it's- perhaps even lower." "And how is it that you always manage to come during my lunch hour?" "Walk me to my car." "I'm sorry." "I can't hide my thoughts from them the same way that you can." "Have you made any progress with Walter's device?" "Well, yes and no." "And the others." "Are they- unclear." "If Dr. Bishop knows where they are, he's unable to tell us." "And why not?" " Do I know you?" " Yes, Walter." "It's Nina." "Nina Sharp." "We've known each other for many years." "It's good to see you again." "In that case, it's good to see you too." "So what do you think, Ms. Sharp?" "Can you help fix him?" "Of course, you understand the risks of wanting to save the world?" "Well, they say he did it once before." "He and his team." "Yes, they did." "But not without great consequence." "I can't fix him." "But I have an idea." "Massive Dynamic has long had a piece of Walter's brain that was surgically removed and kept in a locked vault." "It's entirely possible that you could use that material to inspire Walter's brain to heal itself." "They removed a piece of his brain?" "William Bell did." "It was at Walter's request." "Why?" "I don't think he liked the person he was becoming." "So can you go get it and bring it out here?" "Well, no, it's not as simple as that." "The old brain tissue is very fragile." "Neural matter can decay in seconds." "You can't just carry it around in a petri dish." "Why do I feel... like you're trying to bury the lead?" "The material isn't here." "It's still at our old facility." "In the city." "That's wall-to-wall Observers." "We've done harder." "No, we haven't." " You really should get this fixed." " Hmm." "All right, Simon." "Walter, stop it." "No, we've just been catching up." "Yes." "No, he'll be ready when you get here." "Walter," "Etta and Simon got the transit passes." "What on earth are you doing?" "Try it." "Wh" "Oh." "I hope we're going to the circus." "Walter." "Snacks." "Do you think they'd have any of that delicious lic" "Monster." "Shh." "It's okay." " Monster!" " We got to get him off the street." " Hold up there." "What seems to be the matter?" "Fringe Agents." "No matter." " We're just heading downtown." " I see." "I trust you have papers." "Of course." "What's your name, prisoner?" "Prisoner?" "I most certainly am not." "Look at me!" "Do I look like" "He's-he's not a prisoner." "He's her grandfather." "We're taking him to visit my grandmother's grave." "Today's the anniversary of her death." ""I am not a number." "I am a free man. "" "As you can see, He's crazy." "We just checked him out of the home for the day." "But it was last minute, and we didn't have time to do the proper paperwork." ""These aren't the 'droids you're looking for. "" "I'm sorry." "I'm sure you can understand." "Next time, I won't be so nice." " Thank you." " "Move along. "" "Nice." " You okay?" " Yes." "Wonderful." "It's quite the adventure, isn't it?" "Yeah, I suppose it is." "Like The Guns of Navarone." "Deja vu." "What?" "I feel like I've been here before." "You have." "Man times, I imagine." "Though that was a long time ago." "I hope it was cleaner then." "Dust is revolting." "Sir, there's been a break-in at the old Massive Dynamic." " Massive Dynamic?" " Yes, sir." "Underground parking garage." "Are we sure it isn't a fault in the system?" " It's been buggy lately." " I ran diagnostics." "It's not a false alarm." "This is Agent Broyles." "I need to talk to Captain Windmark." "How's it look?" "I can't say." "I have no idea how it's supposed to look." "What is that?" "Monkey feces?" "That, Dr. Bishop, is your brain." "We need an inactive medium to transfer the neural tissue." "A mixture of saline and polysorbate 80." "Three CCs of each." "Have you seen it?" "Monkey feces?" "No." "I can't say I've had the pleasure." "I wouldn't say that it was a pleasure." "First, I need you to take these pills." "They're Diazepam, mostly." "They'll put you into a deep sleep, for ten minutes, that will quiet your brain to allow the process to occur faster." "You're a clever boy." "Dare I ask?" "Synthetic neurotrophins." "Growth proteins." "If this process works, it should allow his brain to absorb the missing tissue in a matter of minutes." "I've eaten it once." "It was sweeter than you'd think." "Feces?" "God, no." "Brains." "And LSD." "I love LSD." "Ready." "Dr. Bishop, we're going to inject that solution into the base of your brain." "Oh, fun." "What was your name, again?" " Simon." " Simon." "Like in the game "Simon Says. "" "I'm going to have to listen to you." "Isn't that right, young lady?" "Yes, he's a very smart boy." "Okay, this may look scary, but" "I suddenly feel very tired, Simon." "Here." "Simon says, "Go to sleep now, Walter. "" "What if this doesn't work?" "Dr. Bishop?" "It has to." "When I was in my freshman year at college" "I'm at Stanford." "And in the middle of the night, my roommate comes banging on my door." "Tells me to wake up, come check out the TV." "I tell him to go away." "I..." "I have a girl in my bed." "But he won't take no for an answer." "So me and the girl..." "Emily..." "We get dressed, go to the common room." "On the TV they're showing footage from..." "Chicago, L.A..." "London." "Observers going from house to house and... dragging people out into the street." "That was 2015." "The Purge." "I'm watching people..." "Being dragged from their homes, led into the street, and being... put down like dogs." "And suddenly..." "I knew." "I don't know how, but..." "I knew." "That's... why my parents sent me so far away for school." "They were part of the resistance." "They- they sent me away to protect me." "That was the night they were killed." "And that was the night..." "I knew I wouldn't give up... until the Observers had gone." "You never told me that." "I never told anyone that." "I was only four the last time I saw my parents." "I can't even picture their faces anymore." "Dr. Bishop?" "Are you okay?" "I believe that's mine, young man." "Agent Simon Foster." "Fringe Division." "Pleased to meet you, sir." " What year is it?" " 2036." "And they're still here?" "The Observers?" "Assessment?" "Sir, I count three sets of footprints." "Ready weapons." "Protocol?" "Shoot first." "I'll read them later." "Sir, 12th floor is clear." "Okay, proceed to the 13th." "Can you build it?" "Walter?" "They weren't all bad, you know." "One of them even tried to help us." "He was called September." "What happened to him was... well, unexpected." "He told me that, in the year 2609 A.D., they finally ruined the planet." "They poisoned it- the air, the water." "And when it was fundamentally uninhabitable, then they traveled back through time, and took our planet from us." "Yes, I can build it." "Okay, good." "It'll take some time." "But it would be easier if you didn't have to do it alone." "Wouldn't it?" "If you had your team with you to help you?" "You were trapped in Amber with them, right?" "Do you remember where that was?" "Do you remember where we can find the others?" "You." "Elevator." "Did you forget to disable the internal alarms?" "What are you people?" "Idiots?" "This way." "Neither Belly or I ever left ourselves only one way out of a room." "Come on." "Warm." "They were just here." "So how'd they get out?" "Step back." "Keep going!" "Two lefts and a right." "How do we open it?" "What?" "Where's Bishop?" "♪ ♪" "Walter, come on." "We've got to get out of here." "They're coming." "Give me your watch." "What?" " Your watch." "Now." " What are you doing?" "What is this?" "Resistance must take place at any opportunity." "We are insurgents." "And this is anti-matter." "You're smart- you do the math." "What are you waiting for?" "Come on!" "Sir, in here." "♪ ♪" "What is that?" "I know where they are." "Who?" "The others." "My team." "I know where we were ambered." "We should hurry." "It's not far from here." "♪ ♪" "So..." "Are you gonna tell me what that was all about?" "Back at Massive Dynamic." "You and Bishop." "You see him." "He's half a fruitcake short of Christmas." "Yeah." "Yeah, he is." "Isn't he?" "The wand should be just about powered up." "I'll check on it." "And you're certain it was Agent Foster?" "Yes, Agent." "Foster and a woman, and a man Foster claimed was her grandfather." "But with a prisoner transport I.D." "As I said, you may all play fast and loose up there in Boston, but here, rules and regulations matter." "If you prefer, I can certainly take this up with downtown" "No." "I can handle my agents." "Agent Romick, activate Agent Foster's tracker and assemble a team." "You designed these yourself?" "Augmentation buffers." "Yeah." "One goes on either side, down by her feet." "Not bad." "You know..." "I think you're just what we've been waiting for- someone to show people that we don't just... have to accept our fate... that we can fight back, that we can use our will and our imagination" "to make a better world, a better life." "In that case, a little more focus and a little less pontificating- we might have the job done by now." "Right." "Ready?" "On three." "One, two, three." "Ooh." "Etta, the injection." " Where am I?" " You're okay." "I'm Etta." "I'm just going to give you an injection to help you breathe, okay?" " Hello, Astro." " Walter." " Walter, where is" "This is not good." "What?" "I think I broke the wand." "Can you fix it?" "I can try." "Set up the buffers and I'll see what I can do." "♪ ♪" "Shh." "It's not green." "The activation light- it's red." "No, actually, it's going back and forth." "Simon, something's wrong." "The buffers are having trouble communicating with each other." "That doesn't make any sense." "There's- there's nothing here to interfere with the signal." "And no phones, no radio waves..." "What is it?" "My tracker." "They must have activated it." "We need to get him out of here." "But how would they know it's us?" "I don't know." "But they know we're here." "There must be enough of a signal down here to trigger the Amber." "Okay, but even so, the wand is broken." " How do we get him out of there?" " I don't know." "I hear sirens." "We have to leave." "We have to get him out of there now." "Okay, I have an idea." "Here, take this." "When I say "now"... trigger the Amber." "But- three..." "Two..." "One." "We need him." "Simon- do it." "Now." "Sir." "William Bell?" "You just left him there?" "You remember what he did to Olivia." "Even you can't be that compassionate." "But we need him, don't we?" "Otherwise, how are we going to get access" "It's okay." "We have everything we need." "I'm sorry about your friend." "We'll do everything we can to get him back." "I promise." "Do you..." "Know me?" "I don't know how I could." "I've been stuck in that Amber for over 20 years, you barely look old enough" "Henrietta?" "Hi, Dad."