"Previously on Fringe." "In the dreams that you were having, the ones that I'm in, did you feel like you knew me?" "You're a stranger." "What would I feel?" "Clearly, I'm in the wrong place, and all the people that I know and love are somewhere else." "Now I just gotta figure out how to get back home." "In the meantime," "I can make it more comfortable while you're here." "It's deja vu." "I just wanted to check in with you." "It can be kind of overwhelming." " I'm not freaked out." " Good." "So what were these trials all about, anyway?" "Walter and William bell thought that children had extrasensory capabilities." "And so they experimented on kids." "Some of the children didn't handle the Cortexiphan as well as you did." "Some had adverse reactions..." "Emotionally." "You were always the strongest." "Uh, I called in a prescription just a little while ago." " Olivia Dunham?" " Yes." "This is your last refill so have your doctor call in a new prescription for next time." "Yeah." "I was hoping I wouldn't need these anymore." "Thanks." " Have a good night." " Yeah." "Hey." "This is bizarre." "Well, I just, uh..." "I was on my way home, and I only live a few blocks from here." "I didn't know that." "So you're just heading home now?" "Well, from a walk." "I had a migraine." "And you know, fresh air helps." "You?" "Well, as far as 24-hour dining goes, this place is better than most." "In fact, they make a pretty good cup of coffee if you wanna join me." "You haven't slept in how long?" "Since I got here." "That's a long time." "It's hard..." "Adjusting to a new city." "Yeah, I can imagine." "You remember a couple weeks ago you asked me if I was... freaked out?" "I used to believe just a few months ago that, uh, I understood the world we lived in." "I mean, there were basic truths that I thought were..." "Well..." "True." "I used to sleep like a baby." "Blissful ignorance." "You know, eventually it will just become your life." "Is that what happened with you?" "Yeah." "Uh, sort of." " Hey." " Hi, babe." "Are you close?" "Yeah, sorry." "I'm almost there." "I took the shortcut behind the theater." "All right." "You okay?" "Ugh, no." "I feel like I'm being followed." "What?" "By who?" "I don't know!" "I don't know." "I'm sure it's just my imagination." "Where are you?" "I'm calling the police." "No, Meg, it's fine!" "I'm two blocks away from willow." "Hello?" " Meg?" " Cops are on their way." "No, it's okay." "It's okay." "I'm here." "I'm ho..." "This is grant." "I need an ambulance at 1625 willow." "10-4." "Copy location." "Dear God, what happened to this guy?" "Is he alive?" "What the hell was that?" "What?" "What are you shooting at?" "I don't know." "Jack!" "Freeze!" "Ma'am!" "Ma'am, stay back Jack!" "He's my husband!" "Ma'am stay back!" "Jack!" "Let me go!" "Fringe SO4EO7 "Wallflower"" "By Mikhel for Subtitles. es =SPREAD THE WORD= you gotta love this assignment, right, Tim?" "I mean, where else can you find baked goods, car parts, and video games all under the same roof?" "Yes, sir." "Sir?" "I'm moving up in the world." "Did Broyles tell you to call me that?" "Keep that level of formality." "That way, you don't get attached to your prisoner." "You're not my prisoner." "So what, then you're my bodyguard?" "Maybe just imagine I'm a friend." "Yeah, 'cause every 32-year-old man needs a friend to chaperone him while he's underwear shopping." "You know what, that reminds me, uh... agent Broyles told me to tell you that he has authorized you a $200 week allowance." "$200?" "Big spender." "The only other thing I need is safety glasses." "You see 'em?" "Nope." "Here we go." "Here, let me give you a hand." "I'll get it." "Thanks." "What was that about?" "Nothing." "Just figured I'd help." "You really think I'd hurt a kid?" "I've been instructed to limit your interaction with civilians." "It's not personal." "You know, I've been investigating fringe events for three years..." "I never thought I'd become one." "Like I said, it's not personal." "Victim's name is Jack zoephel." "At approximately 3:30 A.M., his wife placed a call to 911." "He believed he was being followed home." "His wife was on the phone with Jack when he was attacked." "The police arrived less than two minutes after the call was placed." "When they got here, he was already dead." "I'm assuming he didn't look like this before he left for the night?" "No." "Walter's gonna love this." "What's with all the broken glass?" "That uniformed officer believed he was shooting the perpetrator." "So he can identify the guy?" "Not exactly." "So you shot at nothing." "I was just spooked, is all." "You unloaded your entire clip." "I don't know what to tell you." "I overreacted." "I'm willing to bet that you don't want to risk telling us what happened because you're concerned about your reputation." "You don't need to be." "Whatever you saw, however bizarre it is, we need to know what it was." "I don't even know how I'm gonna begin to file a report for this case." "Well, we'll take care of that if you just tell us what you saw." "I didn't see anything, exactly." "But I..." "I felt something." "Like what?" "A ghost?" "You said ghost, not me." "His neck is broken." "Could have happened post-mortem." "Cause of death could be due to rapid." "Walter, I can't understand you, wha... are you eating?" "Onion rings from Sully's." "Double-dipped in beer batter." "Fantastic." "He could have died from a rapid spike of adrenaline associated with fear." "Could be why he's white as a sheet." "What are you saying..." "that he was scared to death?" "Walter, that's just an old wives tale." "Where's your imagination?" "You must have been a very boring child." "I'm ignoring that." "Did Walter have any theories?" "Uh, a few." "But until he runs some tests, he's not gonna know anything for sure." "Can I ask you something?" "All the things that we see..." "Like this..." "Does it ever get to you?" "Yes." "Every day." "If I wasn't seeing the agency shrink, my head would have exploded a long time ago." "It's not like I can talk to family or friends." "I mean..." "Well, who do you talk to?" "No one." "I'm starting to think that that's weird." "That's just not normal, is it?" "We can rule out ghosts." "What makes you say that?" "Ghosts don't bleed." "Hi." "How's the morning treating you?" "Pretty good, and yourself?" "Not too bad." "Glad the hot weather's starting to turn." "Me too." "Fall's my favorite." "I love how the leaves change colors." "After you." "So, do you have big plans for the weekend?" "There have been three bodies similar to this one found in the surrounding area over the past two weeks." "And why is this the first we're hearing of it?" "Before they ran the medical records, the police just assumed that all the victims were suffering from albinism." "It's more common than people think." "I guess." "Any luck?" "Well, so far, I've checked law enforcement databases, including interpol, but it's possible that this person's DNA is not in any criminal database." "What about hospitals?" "That's my next move." "We call them albinos, but the kishwahili tribe from Tanzania called them "zeru. "" "Which is also the word for "ghosts. "" "Witch doctors from there sometimes used body parts from albinos in potions for good luck or fortune." " That's..." " Grisly?" "Yeah, I'd say that." "You found something?" "Yeah." "There's a mucous-like substance on the body, a residue." "From something in particular?" "Uh-huh." "They're chromatophore cells you find them in octopi, chameleons." "Cells that have the ability to translocate pigment in the body." "It's what certain creatures use to blend into their backgrounds." "I just got a positive I.D. On the blood sample." "Do we have a name?" "Uh-huh." "Baby boy Bryant." "According to this, the blood sample we found at the crime scene belonged to a baby born on July 26, 1989, at parkview hospital in New York." "And he died four days later..." "July 30, 1989." "Well, that's quite a quandary." "Perhaps we're looking for a ghost after all." "They started automating their records 20 years ago." "Here it is." ""Baby boy Bryant." "Born 26 July, 1989."" "Gosh, they didn't even give him a proper name." "Infant born with an unclassified genetic variant." "Over ten specialists examined him." "No one could diagnose him." "No medical precedent found." "You okay?" "Yeah, I just started to get another migraine." "I can do it." "I know you can, but you don't need to." "Thanks." "I'll get you some water." "So this baby was a mystery." "Says he died from complications of his genetic abnormality on the 30th of July, 1989." "Which we already knew." "Thank you." "Okay, Dr. Blake West and Teresa Jaffee, RN." "See, I wonder if either of them are still working here." "Ms. Jaffee, is this your signature on the death certificate?" "Yes." "Can you tell us what you remember about baby boy Bryant?" "I was in the delivery room when he was born." "He was so..." "Pale." "When Dr. West held him up, the lights in the O.R. burned his skin." "We had to put him in a special ward with no windows and no lights." "So when Dr. West told me that the baby had died," "I was relieved that he wasn't suffering anymore." "What is it?" "I've never told anyone this." "As they carried him out..." "I thought I heard him cry." "It was faint." "But I thought I heard him." "I assumed I had imagined it." "Do you remember where he was taken to?" "It was a private insurance company." "Um, something like..." "Cilas or..." "Cyrpo, uh..." "Cyprox?" "Yes." "That's it." "Cyrpox, incorporated." "I was told they'd be handling the autopsy." "Thank you so much for your help." "Okay." "How'd you know Cyprox?" "Because they paid my mother's medical bills while she was dying of cancer." "And Cyprox was a subsidiary or a larger company called Kelvin Genetics." "Why do I have a bad feeling about this?" "Because Kelvin Genetics became massive dynamic." ""Cyprox, Inc. "" "It's been years since I heard that name." "We have reason to believe that Cyprox, Inc." "abducted an infant from a hospital 22 years ago." "I'm afraid your suspicions are true." "What can you tell us about him?" "The boy had an unidentified genetic abnormality." "He would have died within a matter of days." "But this same genetic deformity made him suitable for some..." "Genetic experimentation." "Walter discovered specific animal cells on the body that we found." "Chromatophores." "The nature of the boy's cellular abnormality allowed those cells to be implanted into his system, making him able to blend into his surroundings." "Making him a perfect spy or soldier." "Well, there were military applications, yes." "Unexpectedly, the experiment also allowed this child to survive." "Something about the chromatophores offset his very fragile condition." "And you knew about this?" "No." "This was a satellite research facility, one of dozens." "Neither Dr. bell nor I had any specific knowledge of what was going on." "Now, I'm not trying to justify what was done." "I'm just saying that this child would have died had he not been part of that program." "Maybe that would have been better." "I think I'll send the boy's files over to Walter's lab, maybe there's something in them that can help." "If you didn't know about him, how are you so familiar with all this?" "There was a fire in the lab ten years ago." "And we assumed that all the subjects had died in that fire." "That was the first time that William and I ever learned of Eugene." "Eugene?" "Well, that's what the researchers called him." ""U-gene. "" "Short for "unknown genetic disorder. "" "His entire life, he didn't have a proper name." "We assumed that he'd died." "And, as you can imagine, it was impossible to prove." "So..." "Now it seems as if we were wrong." "¶" "Ziggy?" "Ziggy?" "Here, kitty, kitty." "Ziggy?" "Where are you?" " Hey." " Hey." "Come in." "Sorry it took Broyles so long to sign off on this stuff." "I was starting to get worried." "For all your help the other day," "I'm surprised he didn't give you a badge." "Thank you." "That's my job." "No, no, I mean..." "Thank you for treating me like a human being." "I haven't been getting that a lot lately." "I appreciate it." "So you really think it'll get you back to where you came from?" "The machine was powerful enough to snap me out of my timeline." "Stands to reason that it's powerful enough to snap me back in." "I suppose that makes sense." "I hope so." "My best chance of getting back home." "Alt universes, different timelines." "Olivia says that, eventually, all of this is going to seem run of the mill." "Which, frankly," "I'm having a hard time believing." "It's insane how none of this phases her." "She's made quite an impression on you, huh?" "I've never met anyone like her before." "Yeah, I know what you mean." "You were together, weren't you?" "You and Olivia." "Uh, back where you came from." "Yeah, we are." "Uh, I'm..." "I'm sorry." "I didn't mean to..." "no, no, no." "It's okay." "The Olivia you're talking about..." "That's not my Olivia." "This is agent Lee." "I'll be right there." "I need to go." "Walter has something to show us." "No problem." "See you later." "Oh, good, you're here." "I want to show you something." "Is that an octopus?" "Charming, isn't she?" "Brilliant, creative creatures." "You know, they actually do build gardens." "And colored rocks and plants and shells, and even garbage." "They arrange them around their caves." "And they're like chameleons." "Hey, Walter, why did we just get a bill for $818..." "You know I'm gonna be the one to take the blame for this." "Tell agent Broyles that..." "Science has no price tag!" "I'm sure he'll be very pleased to hear that." "Uh, Nina sent over some files for you." "Thank you." "Eugene." "Fascinating story." "Walter, do you think that Eugene is trying to make himself visible?" "That he's killing people in order to steal their pigment?" "Is that even possible?" "It's possible, of course." "Leprechauns are possible." "That would explain the mucous on the victim's body." "I didn't understand what it was, but it must be acting as some kind of conductor." "And that's how Eugene's chromatophores are absorbing the victim's pigment." "To overcome what's been done to him would require a considerable amount of pigment." "Walter, you're saying that if I'm right... yes." "I'm afraid you'll be finding a lot more victims." "Everyone, come quickly!" "I have two pieces of news." "First, he's dying." "Who's dying, Walter?" "Our suspect." "The chameleon man." "I've spent the last few hours recreating what we believe our young man is doing to himself, and, assuming you're right, Olivia, and he's trying to re-pigmentize himself, then..." "Is that a word, "re-pigmentize"?" "Well, go on, Walter." "What is he trying to do to himself?" "Well, the condition he was born with was killing him." "If he is now attempting to reverse what was done to him, to make himself normal..." "Or what was normal to him..." "Then he is, in fact, committing suicide." "So you're saying he's poisoning himself?" "In a sense, yes." "His body's reverting to the deadly condition that he came into the world with." "Although..." "He may not be aware of it." "Well, how long until he dies?" "Oh, don't worry." "John here will be fine." "Uh, I don't think Olivia meant the mouse." "The human?" "Well, I can't say." "I suppose it depends on how successful he is." "Okay, well, that doesn't change anything." "We still have to find him." "Well, how do we find something we can't see?" "That was the second thing I had to tell you." "Ultraviolet light." "Come on, yoko, where are you?" "She's been there the whole time?" "That was Broyles." "They found another body." "I was just starting my shift when I saw the body." "I didn't know what it was at first, all pale and white." "It took me a while to see it was Mr. ryerson." "Are the surveillance cameras functional?" "Yeah, just installed a few weeks ago." "There's been some break-ins recently." "And you say that nobody left the building?" "There's an emergency alarm on the back door, and you were at the front door the whole time?" "You never walked away, not even to go to the bathroom?" "No, and I watched the security footage again, just to make certain." "This is going to sound odd." "Even though you didn't see anyone, did any of the exterior doors open on their own?" "What are you looking for?" "Lieutenant Broyles, the dog has got the scent!" "Where does that door lead?" "To the upper levels!" "Are there any building exits on the floors?" "No!" "Sir, he could still be up there." "Lock this place down." "I need every available unit to the Elmwood apartments." "Lieutenant Broyles..." "Last floor's evacuating." "Have they been instructed to leave their doors open?" "Mm-hmm." "Okay, shut it down." "Everything but the elevators." "Shut down as planned." "Over." "Code four." "My men are ready." "Okay." "You take your team down and clear the parking garage and the basement." "I'm gonna take one dog team up to the highest floor, work our way down." "You start here." "We'll meet in the middle." "Okay." "You guys come with me." "We'll take the north stairwell." "This is taking too long." "Let's split up." "Go." "I'll take this floor." "Let's make sure he copies it." "We've got a scent." "Right there, right there." "Yeah." "Just a couple more." "Uhh!" "Olivia, do you read?" "Uhh!" "False lead." "It's just a shirt." "Olivia, can you read me?" "Olivia?" "Come in!" "Help me, please." "You understand right now how important it is to be seen." "Your life depends on it." "Me seeing you right now." "Okay, just wait." "Listen, you're dying." "Whatever it is that you're doing to yourself, it's killing you." "Just... please let us..." "let us try and heal you." "I don't think you're here to help me heal." "Not after what I've done." "If you're here to help me, it's because I have value to the military, and they don't want the long-lost experiment 69545 to self-destruct!" "Not when they found him again." "We have nothing to do with the military." "I am just here to stop the killing." "All my life..." "I've been watching them live theirs." "Watching them..." "Fall in love." "To be looked upon by the right person..." "To connect..." "And to see in their eyes kindness." "Happiness." "And..." "Recognition." "That's when you exist." "Liv!" "Please respond!" "Are you okay?" "There is a scientist who I work with for the f." "B.I." "He works out of a Harvard lab." "Now, if anyone can hope to undo what they've done to you..." "I lived my life in a lab!" "I am not going back!" "If you treat yourself again, even once, it could kill you." "Olivia!" "Where are you?" "Olivia!" "She's in here!" "He's got my gun." "Spencer, come in." "Agent Broyles." "We've got nothing." "And the dogs have been through every floor twice." "He's gone." "Let's get these people into their homes." "Let 'em in!" "Sir." "Go ahead." "You're gonna want to see this." "There's a sub-basement where all the pipes run." "It's designed as a service bay." "This is his home." "These items must belong to all the residents." "Like he kept a small token from each person's life." "He was watching them." "Looks like you were right." "He was trying to cure himself." "Well, this isn't about curing himself." "This is about being seen." "I thought you weren't coming today." "I see you every day." "I" " I thought you might have caught the cold that's been going around." "No." "Well, that's good, then." "It's too beautiful a day to be sick." "The most beautiful." "My name is Eugene." "I'm Julie." "I thought you should know that we found Eugene Bryant's body." "So it's over." "Well, thank you." "When you could have called to tell me." "All he wanted was to be like..." "Everyone else." "But how could he?" "He'd never be like anyone else." "Not after what they did to him." "So you're thinking about what was done to you." "You know, even with my colleagues," "I'm different." "Things that should bother me..." "Do you think that it's possible the Cortexiphan trials stunted my emotions?" "Oh, olive, you can't let what happened to you as a child define you." "And no... the answer to your question is you are perfectly normal." "At least as normal as any of us is normal." "Life is an experiment." "You have to find out where you belong, find your own place in this world." "But shouldn't I know where that is by now?" "Not necessarily." "I mean, before you and your sister came to live with me, my life was work." "And I didn't think that I could find the time or the room for you girls in my life." "Now, I can't imagine what my life would have been like if I hadn't taken that risk." "Now, when the time is right, you'll know." "Hey." "What's this?" "I got you something." "Just trust me." "I'm gonna get going." "Broyles is letting me use the lab." "Hey." "Is that our paperwork?" "Yep..." "Just finished." "Thank you." "Guess we can put this case on the list of things that makes it hard for you to sleep." "That list is getting longer." "Well, maybe if you find yourself, uh, at the diner tonight, say, around 3:00 A.M.," "I might, uh, I might see you there." "I'll see you then." "Maybe." "Clear." "Should we move her to the bed?" "No need." "She's not gonna remember the last two hours, anyway." "When she wakes up, she's gonna have one hell of a headache."