Fringe (2008–2013): Season 4, Episode 1 - Neither Here Nor There - full transcript

(Male announcer)
Previously on Fringe...

Olivia Dunham, FBI.

These two men
are consultants...

Peter Bishop
and Dr. Walter Bishop.

You are looking through
a window into another world.

An alternate universe
just like ours.

And in each of them,
there is a version of us.

(Walternate)
Agent Dunham. Agent Lee.

(Peter) Whatever's happening
between the two universes,

whatever our fate is,
I'm right at the center of it.

I love you.



I was never good
at letting you go.

This time you have to.

I understand
what the machine does.

Our two worlds
are inextricable.

If one side dies, we all die.

So I've torn holes
in both the universes,

and they lead here.

A bridge so that we can begin
to work together to fix...

(December)
They don't remember Peter.

(Observer) How could they?
He never existed.

He served his purpose.

(Olivia) This isn't gonna work,

this truce,
because you're not trustworthy.

I mean, simple things



like principles,
honor, honesty...

All fundamental requirements
in an accord.

If you can't trust the people
you're dealing with, what then?

You know,
maybe I'm not the problem.

Maybe it's you.

Maybe you are just incapable
of trust.

Interesting.

Coming from the person
who kidnapped me

and stole my life.

You know, being you
and living your life

only made me more homesick

for my universe.

Must be hard to develop trust
in people

when all you've got
is yourself.

Must get terribly lonely.

Just because you walked
in my shoes

don't you think
for a moment that you know me.

Yeah.

Keep telling yourself that.

Happy reading.

I'm sure you'll find
a lot of the cases familiar

since you and your people
were responsible.

Huh.
Funny.

I was just gonna say
the same thing to you.

[Bells ring]

♪ ♪

(Cook) I got some in the walk-in.
I can check.

I received your message.

Then you know
we have a problem.

It is impossible.

The timeline
has been rewritten.

He was erased.

And yet traces of him

continue to bleed through.

It is, as it has always been,

our responsibility
to insure events play out,

as they were intended,

before your intervention.

This started with you.

It must be you who ends it.

(Man) You okay with that grill?

(Cook) Yeah, it's good.

[Swallows hard]

Give it a few more minutes.

They can never know
the boy lived to be a man.

I will take care of it.

[Children laughing]

I'm ready.

Toaster was acting up.

What?

Then don't eat toast.

You ever heard of cereal?

Lincoln!

Oh, she got me!

[Grunts]

Lincoln, why don't
you like toast?

I like toast.

But, you see, toast takes time.

And if too much time goes by,

then we don't catch
any bad guys,

and if we don't catch
the bad guys,

there might not be any toast.

So it's your dad
who must not like toast.

Want to see a frog?

Jonathan!
If I have to tell you

one more time
to pick up that backpack

- and get going...
- The toaster was late.

I'm a victim in this.

Oh, my God.

- Hi, Lincoln.
- Jules.

All right, come on.
Let's go.

Did you eat?

I did.
Early.

Like Robert was supposed to.

(Robert) You know, they did a
study on sarcastic people

and they get more illnesses
in their lifetime.

- Is that right? - It had something
to do with negative energy.

Bye, dad.

- Love you.
- Love you.

Bye, Lincoln.

You ever wonder
where you'd be without me?

Put your pants on.

Don't worry.
We're not gonna be late.

[Grunts]

[Glass breaking]

Don't move.

[Grunting]

Robert, he's down.

Robert!

[Whirring]

Hey.

Unh!

Robert.

[Sirens,
chatter on police radio]

Olivia Dunham.

Go ahead.

Dr. Bishop, it's me.

I'm at the...
[Feedback]

Ow! Gah!

(Olivia)
Where's the victim's partner?

That's him there.

That's Agent Lee.

Great.
Thank you.

Agent Lee...

Olivia Dunham.

He used to know her.

Yes.

Before things changed.

I understand
that you and your partner

were in pursuit of a suspect.

We were tracking the sale
of some illegal weapons.

I was hoping to ask you
some questions

about what you saw.

Sure.
Who are you?

I'm from a special division.

I'm not at liberty
to disclose anymore than that.

So the person
who attacked your partner,

can you describe him?

When I first got there,
he was kneeling over Robert.

I couldn't tell what he was
doing, but his skin was...

Translucent.

It's like what you see
on Robert's face,

but more of it.

And when he was kneeling
over Agent Danzig,

did you see anything
in his hands

like a device or anything
that could have done this?

No, I didn't see anything.

I've requested
a field office ME.

He's on the way.
He's good.

He's thorough.

Thank you, but we're going
to take the remains

back to our facility.

Wait a minute.

You're telling...

That's my partner.

I understand how you feel.

You're some division
coming in here and taking over?

You won't even tell me
who you are?

I can assure you
that this case will take...

Have you seen
the suspect before?

Do you know who he is?

I'm not at liberty
to discuss this.

This is my partner
we're talking about here.

Maybe you can't
understand that.

I'd like to talk
to someone else.

There is no one else.
There is just me.

I am sorry for your loss.

[Mutters]

Maybe it's the air.

Have you checked
the temperature?

It is exactly the same
as it always is, Walter...

72 degrees and 10% humidity.

Maybe the barometric pressure.

You can't tell me there's not
something different in here.

This whole place has felt funny
for the last week.

Walter, it's been a week
since we agreed

to work with the other side.

And that's another thing.

That man cannot be trusted.

I don't care what he says.

I have looked into his eyes.

Into his soul.

And who would know him
better than me?

Don't forget, Walter.

He has plenty of reasons
to hate you too.

(Astrid) I know you're
not happy about this,

but we're supposed to be going
through these case files.

(Walter) Fine.

I'll help you with the case
files as soon as I'm done here,

but don't expect me to like it.

♪ ♪

All I'm saying, and I've been
very consistent about this,

is that there has to be
another way.

The thing about playing
devil's advocate,

my dear, is that your client

is the devil himself.

(Astrid)
Walter, we're fixing the world.

What other choice do we have?

Thank God that machine
didn't blow everybody up.

You know, it could have.

Excuse me.

Here.
Hold this.

- I'm looking...
- Shh. Shh. Shh.

Three, two, one.

[Exclaims]

[Laughs]

Walter...

You brought it back to life.

No, no, no.
It's still quite dead.

It's wonderful, isn't it?

Who are you people?

What the hell
are you doing here?

Huh.

There's still a few kinks
to work out,

but it's a start.

Tapping into traffic camera
feeds without a warrant.

You and whoever
helped you with this

is in a lot of trouble.

You are not a part
of this investigation.

You need to leave.

I have spent the last two hours
going building to building.

I am not leaving here
without some answers.

What division are you in?

What are we dealing with here?
[Telephone ringing]

(Astrid) Hello?

I'll just give
your division head a call.

I see.

It's good to know
we have reception.

See, I have a friend
at the New York Times

would love to know

that there is a division
of the FBI

operating out of Harvard

with a man who can make
dead birds fly.

It's for you.
It's Broyles.

(Walter)
If you really want a story,

you should look under the dome.

I'm growing an ear.

There's another body.
Let's go.

- I'm coming with you.
- You keep going like this,

and you're gonna talk yourself
out of the bureau.

I was at the first crime scene.

Maybe I saw something
that I haven't told you yet.

Maybe that's why I came here.

Okay, come.
You can get fired later.

Hey, Walter, where's the...

Here.
I fixed the squelching.

- It should be fine now.
- Thank you.

[Sirens wailing,
overlapping conversations]

(Olivia) So what do we have?

One female,
approximately 30 years old.

Any witnesses?

There were some people
in the street over there.

Some kids.

Did anyone see what happened
after the crash?

(Officer) No.

But we should have
some background on her by now.

Okay.

Walter.
Walter, are you there?

♪ ♪

(Astrid) Walter, hello?

Walter.

Walter, can you hear me?

(Walter) I'm here.

The microwave
was causing a disturbance.

I can hear you perfectly.

You're as clear as a bell.

How's the squelching?

It sounds great.

I'd like to see the body.

Chop, chop.

Don't let that ham-fist
touch her.

If you don't mind holding off
for a moment,

I'd just like to do
a preliminary.

(Walter) Burn mark
like the other victims.

Pupils are dilated.

That looks like a hematoma
on the right clavicle.

Yeah, and her right jaw.

Rigidity indicates
premature rigor mortis.

I need to check her anus.

Have that large lady there

help you lift her.

[Clears throat]

I'm going to... I'm going to need
to check her anus.

Okay.

(Astrid) Thank you.

♪ ♪

(Lincoln) So what do
we know about her?

(Olivia)
Her name was Nadine Park.

She was a commuter.

She parked her car
at the train station,

which is about four blocks
from here

at 10:45 this morning.

She was still behind the wheel,

so maybe he was waiting
for her in the back seat.

He wanted to attack her when
there was no one else around.

She struggled for a bit
and then hit the lamppost.

(Lincoln) They all said
they didn't see anything?

(Olivia) That's right.

One of these things
is not like the other.

Hi.
I'm Agent Dunham.

Hi.

What's your name?

Olivia.

How do you like that?

That's my name too.

Did you see the crash?

I heard it.

Did you see anything
after the crash?

'Cause your friends said

that they were out in the field

but that you were here
on the street.

So I was kind of hoping

that maybe you saw
something they didn't.

I don't want to get in trouble.

Okay, you're not gonna get
into trouble, I promise.

I was talking to my boyfriend.

I came out to the street
to get reception.

What did you see?

Now we have a picture.

Nice catch.

Thanks.

Imagine what I could do
with more information.

Freaky see-through killer,

two apparently
unrelated murders.

It's not just two.

Agent Lee,

I'm Agent Phillip Broyles.

What are these?

The first one
raises your clearance.

The second you're acknowledging
you'll be prosecuted

if you speak about
what we're seeing here.

The first attacks
were three days ago.

All we know
is their hearts stopped.

All of these in three days?

We don't know
what happened to them,

what he does
to affect their skin this way,

and what the hell
he's getting out of this.

We assume there must be
some common link

between the victims,
but we can't find it.

Different ages, races,
blood types,

some had high cholesterol,
some didn't.

Cholesterol levels?

We're looking for anything.

Robert had Crohn's disease.

He took iron pills.

[Door closes]

We were partners
for five years.

He was like family.

Something I never thought
I'd find.

He believed that everything
happened for a reason.

I'm having a hard time
believing that there's a reason

for this.

Mister, I think I found
what you're looking for.

An electron gun
from a '58 color RCA.

I had to take apart
the cathode ray tube

to get to it, so I'm
gonna have to charge you

full-price for the tv.

Yes.

I will take this as well.

Mind my asking what you need
all this stuff for?

I need to erase someone
from time.

Just there is great, guys.
Thank you.

Hey.
Have you seen Walter?

I can't find him.

I went out to get him
a sandwich,

and when I got back,
he was gone.

Where would he go?

He's afraid to leave the lab.

Then maybe he locked himself

in the bathroom again?

- I'll check Gene's stall.
- Okay.

Walter!

[Clanking and splashing]

Is it safe to come out?

Is he gone?

(Lincoln) Who?

The man!

Is he gone?

I don't know.
I think it's just me

and agents Dunham and...

Oh...

There was...
There was a man in the mirror.

And when I turned around,

he wasn't there.
I saw him.

(Astrid) Walter.

Listen, Astrid,

there is a man in the mirror.

If you're talking
about Agent Lee,

you met him earlier.

Not him!

There was another man.

He was here,
and then he was gone.

I saw him!

Walter, Walter, it's okay.

Look, whatever it was,

we're all here now,

and you're okay.

You're okay.

(Astrid) Walter, look at you.

You're soaking wet.

We got to get you
out of those clothes.

Is he all right?

Well, that depends on your
definition of "all right".

He's functional.

Except when he's not.

But he is often
quite brilliant.

He just never had anything
to tether him to the world.

That is sad.

(Olivia) What is?

Engagement ring.

I don't think
there's anything sadder

than when two people
are meant to be together

and something intervenes.

[Printer whirring]

Hey, Walter, it's okay.

It's okay.
It's just your test results.

[Machine buzzing]

Question, dear.
That man?

Agent Lee.

I believe it was your idea,
Agent Lee,

to test each of the victims
for iron-related diseases,

that they may share
that in common.

Very clever.

Wrong, but clever.

Well, it was just a long shot.

And yet, interestingly,

they do all suffer
from a variety

of health problems...

Gout, hair loss,
kidney diseases,

which, in themselves,
have something in common.

[Whispering]
I'm not wearing pants.

I'm on it.

Which is what, Walter?

They're all caused by some form

of heavy metal poisoning.

Lead, zinc, mercury.

Thank you, dear.

And what
could that possibly mean?

(Walter) I don't know,
but, with 30-odd victims,

it's unlikely
that it's a coincidence.

And something else...

The levels of metal
in their bodies

have returned to normal.

It's as if their blood
has been cleaned.

So, what, you're saying

he's taking particles
from their blood?

Why?
For what possible reason?

I don't have enough information
to form a hypothesis yet.

But it would seem
he needs a lot of it.

(Olivia) If Walter's right

and we assume
that he is selecting

these victims on purpose,
then the question is,

how is he identifying them?

In this case, tissue's soft.

No induration.

Fat to lean muscle ratio...
Ideal, about 20%.

(Lincoln) Is that relevant?

To this case?
Not at all.

It just means
that she will make

a lovely specimen.

Finding healthy tissue

for experimentation's
harder than you might imagine.

You mean you aren't returning
these people

- to their families?
- We can't do that.

Why not?

Because we can't disclose
how they were killed.

The families are informed
that they have gone missing,

that we will continue
to look for them...

You mean you lie to them.

Look, I'm sorry, but...

You understand
what you're saying?

Those families are going
to spend the rest of their lives

wondering what happened
to their loved ones,

looking for answers.

Can you imagine
what that would be like?

To have that...
That hole in your life.

People die.

It happens.

Sometimes they even die twice.

The reason
we can't return the bodies

is because that would mean
we would have

to file documentation,

which would draw attention
to Fringe Division.

And we cannot have that.

It may not be a good enough
answer, but it is the truth.

(Astrid) Listen to this.

One of the victims'
credit cards

just registered a charge.

Dead people do not use
their credit cards.

Of course they do.

Certainly.

So you think
it's the translucent man?

- Mm-hmm.
- Can you track it?

Never mind.

It's a false alarm.
It's a commuter pass

being auto-renewed
as a monthly charge.

The killer picked up
his last victim

in the commuter rail
parking lot.

We were wrong.

Pattern's not random at all.

Four kill zones, all centered

around the commuter
rail stations.

Astrid, call Broyles.

Lee, you come with me.

Tell him to get
that photograph out

to all the station police,
and also we're gonna need

another three teams of agents
to watch the stations.

Where are we going?

[Moaning softly]

[Grunting
and breathing heavily]

[Train whistle]

(Man over radio)
Team one, nothing to report.

(Man 2 over radio)
Team two, all quiet here too.

(Man 3 over radio)
Team three, same.

No sign of the suspect.

Just so you know,

I know what it's like.

I lost a partner too.

About three years ago.

There was an event on a plane.

And at first we thought
it was terrorism.

During the investigations,
my partner was injured.

What happened to him
was horrific

and unexplainable.

It affected his skin.

Like your partner, but different.

And Walter Bishop
was in a mental institution

at the time.

I checked him out,
so that he could help catch

whoever did this and...

And save my partner's life.

But even Walter
couldn't save him.

(Roach)
This is Roach. We've got him.

Grove Hall station.

He's headed
for the industrial line,

back by the chemical lab.

I lost him.

- I lost him.
- There.

(Roach) He's running
toward the warehouse,

through the rail lines.

(Olivia)
Copy. We're almost there.

What if he goes out
the other side?

You take the near side...

[Yells] Frazier!

(Roach)
Frazier's down. Aagh!

[Roach groans]

He's been shot.

He's gonna bleed out
if we don't get him help.

All right, go.
Check the warehouse.

If he's still here,
you don't let him get away.

I got this.

[Objects clattering]

Don't move.

Drop it.

Drop...

[Gasps]

[Gasps]

[Grunting]

[Gunshots in distance]

Hey.

- It took...
- It's okay.

You're okay.

An ambulance is on the way.

It took my gun.

It's okay.
It's all over.

There's more than one.

[Gunfire] Unh!

[Sirens approaching]

[Overlapping conversations]

Who are these...Things?

What were they looking for?

I think the better question is,
what are they?

[Overlapping conversations]

Anything?

Nothing that I can
make sense of.

It's all too badly burned.

(Walter) The spy who
came in from the cold.

We used to have the book
at St. Claire's.

The mental hospital
where I lived for...

17 years.

What about the book, Walter?

We used to read it
every Wednesday.

This reminds me of the book.

A spy burning his things,
covering his tracks.

Agent Lee.

Did you happen to bring
any candy?

Gumdrops perhaps?

Candy?
Um, no.

That's a pity.

Astrid, where are the scalpels?

Long drive.

Hope the bureau's not gonna
give you a hard time

about putting miles
on their car.

I wanted to thank you

for releasing Robert's body.

I know you must have pulled
some...

Significant strings.

Why would you do that for me?

I know you haven't
found the answers

you were looking for yet,

but I hope that it brings

a kind of closure,

a closure that he deserves.

Because of what
he meant to you.

Thank you.

Well...
Have a look at this.

Does this remind you
of anything?

A biological-mechanical hybrid.

These are different.

They're human.

And for whatever reason,

they don't work.

Walter, are you suggesting

- that these are...
- I told you.

I told you that man
couldn't be trusted.

What is he talking about?

Walter, don't jump
to conclusions.

We don't know that for sure.

All I do know is that this tech

isn't from here.

(Lincoln) Not from here?

You mean like China?

No.

Not China.

Sergeant,

I need an I.D.

for agent Lincoln Lee.

Yes, ma'am.

Place your hand right here,
please, sir.

Badge number.

BMP122298.

Blood type.

Uh, B-positive.

Are you currently
on any medications?

No.

Do you have
a history of mental illness?

This is getting oddly personal.

- But no.
- Thank you, sir.

Thank you.

Just wait.

(Digital female voice)
Initiate scan.

What is this?

Please remain still.

What you said before...

I know what it's like
to have a hole in my life.

It's been there as long
as I can remember.

I told you about the incident
on the plane.

After that, Broyles asked us
to join Fringe Division,

and somehow I knew that
this is where I would find...

What?

My answers.

What's beyond the door?

Well, sometimes answers
lead to more questions.

[Beep]

Heh.

I hear you got something
to show me.

What is it?

It was powering
a new form of shapeshifters.

Shapeshifters?

(Olivia) Human shapeshifters.

The ones we've encountered
before answered to Walternate.

You were wondering
why I don't trust you.

I'll look into it.

- Night, Dr. Bishop.
- Night, Tommy.

It's Tim, sir.

Good night, Timmy.

[Television chatter]

Look how easy it is.

[Slurps]

I'm just gonna put it
in the center like this, okay,

and slide it
all the way through.

I'll put the platform on here.

I'll put the top on.

And, as you can see...

[Device humming]

[Device powers down]

(Man on tv)
Anybody can do this.

I'll put it in my machine
and...

(Audience)
Set it and forget it!

(Man) 18 minutes a pound
for a pork loin roast...

[Television clicks off]

(Walter)
Oh! Aah!

[Glass breaks]

I saw him again.

The man.

I saw him.
He was in the TV.

It was the man from the mirror.