Fringe (2008–2013): Season 4, Episode 17 - Everything in Its Right Place - full transcript

Previously on Fringe...

There is an alternate universe,

and in it
another version of us.

Put your hands up.

Do you know what she is?

A shapeshifter.

She was once
just a human being.

You must be very proud.

Oh, I am.
Of all of them.

47 so far.

That tracker we had on Jones,



how did he pinpoint
the wavelength we were on

that quickly?

What, you think someone
from our team told him?

You have a better idea?

I don't know
if she told you this,

but when I first met her,
I had lost my partner. Robert.

He and his wife Julie,

they had this incredible
relationship.

The way she looked at him,

Olivia looks at you
that same way.

I hadn't realized how much
I longed for family.

Yeah.
They're great.

It's perfect.

What's going on?



Shh.

It's grazing day.

Grazing day?

Walter thinks
that she's depressed.

Well, technically, it's
seasonal affective disorder.

Bovines aren't meant to spend
extended periods inside.

They need lots of vitamin D.

Sunshine.

Taking a day trip
out to Warwick.

That's where
her favorite pasture is.

I see.

I almost forgot, I, uh...

I found this in my apartment.
I think it might be yours.

It has a name
engraved on the back.

"Robert Danzig."
He was your partner, wasn't he?

Yeah.

It was his.

How did I wind up with it?

Actually, I gave it to you.

A few months back, when you came
to see me at the hospital.

It was a thank you
for saving my life.

You don't remember me

telling you
what this symbolizes?

It's native American.

The maze represents
the journey of life.

The obstacles,
making the right choices.

Until we find ourselves
in the center.

What's in the center?

Home.

A place to belong.

Danzig knew I was never much
for putting down roots.

I never really stayed
in the same place too long.

He used to joke that
if I kept living like that,

that one day I would just
float off into space.

So he gave me this
as a reminder

that I always had a home.

With him, with his family.

This, he said, was my tether.

Olivia.

The sedative.
Gene's getting anxious.

We should be on our way.

Excuse me.

Here. Let me give you
a hand with those.

Thank you.

Let me guess.

Gene's picnic lunch?

Yeah, I wish.

Apparently, the other side
is requesting a detailed debrief

of our recent run-ins
with David Robert Jones.

And given the gaps
in Agent Dunham's memory,

Broyles thinks its best
if somebody else goes.

Lucky me.

You sound less than enthused.

I was supposed to take my dad
to Castle Island today.

I promised him.

Breaking promises.

One of the many
perks of the job.

Yes, sadly.

What if I went for you?

Not to diminish Agent
Farnsworth's assignment,

but liaison duty is
more of a formality.

Part of our mutual
cooperation agreement.

I disagree.

Coordinating with the other side
could yield new leads on Jones.

Right now, we have
nothing to go on.

You're more valuable
to me on this side.

I appreciate the sentiment,

but there is nothing
going on here today.

Unless you count grazing day.

"Grazing day"?

Look, Agent Dunham
and the others are busy.

Agent Farnsworth already
has family obligations.

I don't have anywhere to be.

Frankly,

I think I could
use the time away.

Hi.

Please...

Please wha--
What do you want?

That was a mistake.

I'm sorry!

Oh!

Ah! Ahh!

Initiating scan.

Scan complete.

Agent Lee,
please come this way.

You can go ahead
and get set up in here.

I'll let Captain Lee and Agent
Dunham know you've arrived.

Agent Lee.

Agent Dunham.

Nice to see you again.

Yeah. Would've been nicer
if you brought me a cafe latte

instead of that
pile of paperwork, but...

Uh, maybe next time.

A change of plans.
You're gonna brief on the way.

On the way where?

Okay, so, Jones is responsible

for dosing Agent Dunham
with Cortexiphan.

For what purpose?

Peter Bishop believes
he was trying

to activate some
kind of latent ability.

What, are we talking
heat vision,

or communicating with fish?

Your guess is as good as mine.

Well, did it work?

Yes.

And no.

There were some
unforeseen side effects.

Long story.

That's why they sent you here
instead of her?

Or did you just
draw the short straw?

What's that?

The Department of Containment's

reopening this part
of the city.

Zone 13A,

more commonly
referred to as Parkside,

was closed
on November 12th, 2004,

due to severe
toxic air conditions.

There is one live media alert
on this subject.

Would you like to play it?

Go on. Don't be shy.

Uh, yes.

This is a turning point
in our history.

In the last week alone, 11
previously uninhabitable zones

have been reopened.

Our cities are healing.

Our world is being restored.

But the process will take time.

So, as we celebrate
this recovery,

let us never forget
those we've lost.

Thank you, everyone.

I take it things are
starting to get better

because of the bridge?

Yeah, it's stabilized spatial
rifts in the ambered areas.

Don't know how it works.

Don't care.
I'm just happy.

Hmm.

Hey, want to settle a bet?

Sure. If I can.

What's your middle name?

Tyrone.

Seriously?

Yeah, it was my
great grandfather's name.

- Huh.
- Why?

What's up, Tyrone?

How the hell did you--

- Hey.
- Hey.

Why would you tell her that?

You don't like Tyrone?

I think it's
a strong middle name.

He's been my
partner for six years,

and yet he wouldn't tell me
his middle name.

My bad.

Ha. Okay, so,
what's the skinny?

We've got the body
of an unidentified assailant.

A woman named Paige Randall
placed an emergency call

last night, after she was
assaulted walking to her car.

She reports that
during the attack,

someone saved her.

Well, you think this may
have something to do

with the vigilante cases
PD's been working?

My thoughts exactly.

Local police received
a dozen similar reports

in the last few months.

Criminals going missing,
junkies mysteriously vanishing,

victims calling in,

claiming that their assailants
were attacked mid-crime.

Maybe Batman's
moved to the Bronx.

What's a "Batman"?

The caped crusader,
the dark knight.

Billionaire playboy
puts on a cape

to clean up
the streets of Gotham.

Oh, you mean Mantis.

Seriously?

Your superhero is an insect?

Oh, what, 'cause nothing says
"badass" like a flying rat?

I don't think Mantis or Batman
could've done this.

Were all the other
bodies like this?

There've been no other bodies.

This is the first one
we've found.

So, assuming this is our guy,

makes you wonder why
he left this body behind.

What's changed?

Seven parts per million.
Nominal readings.

So far so good.

How 'bout a souvenir?

You remember this match?

That was the most brutal
14 rounds I've ever seen.

Thanks.
I'd rather forget it.

I lost two Fillmores
on that fight.

Four parts per million.
I think we're all clear here.

I'll call it in to dispatch.

Hey, just a second.

I'm reading high amounts
of tissue organics.

Must be a false positive.

I don't think so.

Pat Wilkinson got
the same reading yesterday.

According to this, it's
coming from inside the church.

Someone's been in here.

This zone's been
uninhabitable for eight years.

Hello? Anyone here?

What is that?

Oh, my God.

Hey. I'm sorry
about the timing.

It looks like this is gonna

tie us up for a while,
so debrief's gonna have to wait.

Yeah. Of course.
I get it.

Uh-- Reynolds?

Agent Lee is gonna need
a ride back to the DOD,

and then also an escort
to the bridge.

Uh, wait, what?

Oh, I just assumed
under the circumstances

you'd want to return to your
side until we're freed up.

Oh, no, that's okay.
I don't have to go.

I mean, it's no problem for me.

I'd like to stay
and be of assistance.

If I can.

Lincoln?

Sure.

Um, excuse me.
Agent Lee?

I just wanted
to tell you, uh...

Well, thanks.

Um...

You're welcome.

What was that about?

Does he think I'm him?

No, he knows who you are.

He's just thanking you,
because our world,

in part, is healing because our
two sides are working together.

I mean, your team may toil away
in secret over there,

but over here, you're heroes.

Hmm.

Afternoon.

What's your name?

Canaan.

My name is Canaan.

Nice to meet you.
I'm Helen.

I haven't seen you
around here before.

Do you have a place to stay?

I-I did. I just...

It's gone now.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Can I carry this for you?

Sure. Thanks.

Well, we'll have to find you
a place to sleep tonight.

It's too cold to be
on the street.

Father Luis has got

the availability
of all the shelters.

I'll check in with him.

You go ahead and dig in.

Thank you.

Be right back.

Hey, mister.

You got something on your neck.

Canaan!

I count 18 bodies and 19 heads.

A few months ago,
I'd have a much harder time

stomaching something like this.

Took me a while too.

Not 'Liv, though.

Things like this
never phase her.

She's the tough one.

All our years working together,

never once seen her barf
or shed a tear.

Hey, Lincoln.

Mine.

What do you got, red?

Okay, someone or something

was living here.

And whatever it was

must have realized that its lair
was about to be compromised

with this zone being reopened.

Which is why it left its
last victim behind last night.

Yeah.

I found this on
that body over there.

Nice work. We can run this
through facial rec.

Maybe ID the victim.

Tell me something.

Do you people have any way
of determining time of death?

I mean, with the remains
in this condition?

Uh, yeah, provided there
are certain active enzymes

or lactic acid still
on the tissue, sure.

Why? What're you thinking?

I'd like to see
all the surveillance feeds

from the areas
around this zone.

I'm confused.
Why are we doing this, exactly?

The likelihood of finding
surveillance of the victim

after she disappeared
has a probability rate

of, at best,
1 in 86.7 thousand.

Humor me.

So to speak.

Time of death
on our headless corpse.

You want to tell me
why you needed it?

Not worth mentioning just yet.

I'll let you know
if it pans out.

Maybe you'll also
tell me why it is you don't

want to go back home.

What're you talking about?

Back at the church,

Olivia tried to arrange for your
return trip to the other side,

but you weren't having any.

There a problem?

No problem, just...

They can handle things
fine without me.

Well, that's the difference
between us.

My world wouldn't
survive without me.

Yeah. I noticed that
about you.

Your unwavering confidence.

Thanks.

Bordering on self-aggrandizing
narcissism.

Don't get me wrong,

I could use
some of that myself.

We're not much alike,
you and me.

Not that I can see.

Where did you grow up?

Why?

I'm just looking for where
our paths diverged.

Teaneck, New Jersey.

Me too.

Till my mom died,
and then my dad moved us--

To Philadelphia.

He started a business there.

Lee's Hardware.

Huh.

How about that?

Hamilton high?

Yup.

Tenth grade science teacher.

Mr. Glasberg.
Graduating GPA.

3.85.

I slacked off
my senior year--

To work at my dad's store.

Prom date.

A-ha. I didn't go to prom,
I'd just broken up with--

Alicia Dvoskin.

Is this normal?

Sharing so much
of the same history?

Captain Lee, Agent Lee,

system is registering
an 82% face rec

to the photo from the locket.

What are those
growths on her face?

I don't know.

But you approximated
her time of death

between 1:00 and 3:00 A.M.

- Five days ago.
- Yeah?

Check the time code.

That footage was taken
more than two days later.

That's impossible.

She can't be walking around
after she died.

I ran those tests twice.
It doesn't make any sense.

Actually, it does.

I just needed something
like this to confirm it.

Confirm what?

A shapeshifter?

You think our vigilante
is a shapeshifter.

Yes, sir.

Do you two concur?

We have surveillance
of the victim

more than two days
after time of death.

Granted.

But I'm still not convinced,
with apologies, Captain Lee,

that an error wasn't
somehow made in the lab.

I just don't see
anything in this case

that correlates at all

with what we know
about shapeshifters.

You're right.

Not the versions you've
encountered, Agent Broyles.

Colonel.

Sorry. Colonel Broyles.

Ever since my partner was killed
by one of these things,

I've become somewhat
of an expert on shapeshifters.

I've studied
each and every file,

every detail my team had
on the subject.

Now, the earlier
biosynthetic versions

required a three pronged device

in order to acquire
the victim's appearance.

The device needed to be
jammed onto the victim's palate,

leaving a three-pronged
indentation

on the roof of the mouth.

Which is what we found inside
Bree Collins at the church.

And the other bodies?
Did they have the same markings?

Nothing conclusive.

Well, I've read
these files too, Agent Lee.

And the unique state in which we
found those bodies in the church

bears no resemblance to corpses

left by the earlier
shapeshifter prototypes.

Now, how do you explain that?

I can't.

And further,

how would you reconcile
this version's MO

with David Robert Jones'
agenda?

Why would Jones
be targeting criminals?

I'm sorry,

but I suspect in your desire
to avenge your partner,

you may be unconsciously
perverting the evidence

to fit the profile
of a shapeshifter.

Colonel, I don't think--

Agent Lee, we appreciate
the assistance you've given us.

But as you were here
for a simple sharing of intel,

it may be in the interest
of both our agencies

if you returned home.

As for you two,

alert me when you have
something more concrete.

Well, that went well.

Here!

You know, you're really good.

Thanks.

Dawes, ya jackass...

Told you not to take so much.

It's all we got till morning.

Shut up, Mikey.

I gotta take a leak.

Colonel Broyles...

PD's reporting
an eyewitness account

that may be related
to our vigilante suspect.

How long ago?

Six minutes.

Where?

Precinct 17,
northwest quadrant.

In the Pelham district.

Have PD lock down
the perimeter,

five-block radius.

We have an ID on the victim?

Affirmative.

Victim's name is Antonio Dawes.

His record includes possession
and distribution of narcotics,

auto theft, burglary.

Fits our profile.

Contact the local PD.

Tell 'em to be on the lookout
for suspicious activity.

'Scuse me, Colonel.

Agent Lee, I thought
you were on your way home.

I think should circulate
Dawes' mug shot.

If we're dealing
with a shapeshifter,

that's what he'll look like.

What have we got to lose?

Agent Farnsworth,
upload the photo

onto the citywide database.

I'll scan traffic cams
in the area too.

Good.

Captain Lee,
assemble a tac team.

And keep me apprised
of the situation.

Yes, sir. Always do.

Come on.
You're with me.

Okay, we want him alive.

- If you want Jones--
- I'm getting Jones.

I'm not gonna
let this thing kill again.

Dunham.

We have a sighting of a man
matching Dawes's photo

moving up Copenhagen
towards 146th street.

Captain Lee is setting up
a perimeter now.

Copy that.
We're on our way.

I remind you, our objective

is to surround the subject
and bring him in alive.

We'll split into three teams.

You two,
you go with Agent Dunham,

you'll be taking
the high ground.

You three, go to the south
entrance of the alley.

If he makes a break for it,
you cut him off.

Rest of you are with me.
We're going in from the north.

Tactical teams, be advised,

we have lost visual
on the suspect.

Projected trajectory
is south of last position.

Lincoln, you copy that?

Copy.

That could
put him in your vicinity.

Got it.

Listen, Broyles shouldn't
have come down on you like that.

If it wasn't for you
and your shapeshifter bent,

we wouldn't be onto this one.

What I'm saying is...

You're a good agent.

Good as you?

Let's not get crazy.

I been doing this
a lot longer than you.

Which leads me back to why.

Our lives seemed
pretty parallel,

but somewhere along the line,
we became very different people.

Maybe it's free will.

I don't buy that we're all just
defined by our circumstances.

Maybe I just made a choice to
become the man I wanted to be.

Girls, you might want
to get off the line,

'cause some of us are actually
trying to work here.

Sorry, mother.

Got him.

Southwest of our position.

Astrid?

Searching.

Visual confirmed.

Suspect is 50 meters
from Agent Lee.

He's made us!
He's on the move!

Suspect has entered
the southwest building.

Agent Lee is in pursuit.

Drop the weapon now!

Don't shoot!

Drop it.

Suspect is being
secured on site.

Excellent work.

Relay my congratulations
to Captain Lee and his team.

Yes, sir.

We have him in custody.

148th street warehouse,
just west of Amsterdam.

They'll be moving him
at the rear.

Thank you, Colonel.

We'll take it from here.

Broyles just dispatched
secure transport,

so we're moving in ten.

I want five minutes.
Just to talk to him.

What for?

Jones created the shapeshifter
that killed my partner.

If this thing
has any information

that could lead us to him,
I want to know.

I'm under orders.

I mean, you can talk to him
once he's been processed.

Once you take him back,
he's gonna go

so high up the food chain
I'll never get to him.

You know that as well as I do.

If it were your partner,
you'd do the same.

Five minutes.

Could you give us a moment?

You had the chance to kill me
back there, and you didn't.

Why?

Who are you?

Who were you?

You were human once, right?

Do you always keep mementos

from the lives of people
you've become?

It's mine.

This is your son.

I wish he was.

There was once
someone in my life.

It's her boy.

And Jones.

He took you from them
when he did this to you.

No.

He came later.

She left me on her own.

Took Daniel with her.

They just went on
living their lives

as though I were never there.

As if I meant nothing to them.

I've never really been a...

There are these people
you come across.

These bright, bright lights.

They drift through life
effortlessly.

Unforgettable.

I'm not one of them.

I wanted to be needed.

Or at least to be missed.

Do you understand?

I do.

For that, I needed
to be more than I am.

Something unique.

Doctor Jones understood that.

He promised to make me
like no one else.

I was to be the first
of a new breed of human beings.

But I was a disappointment.

'Cause you didn't turn out
the way he planned.

You've been
targeting criminals.

Sparing innocent lives.

Stealing their DNA.

That's what's keeping you
alive, isn't it?

David Robert Jones is not
someone worth protecting.

You were disposable to him.

As disposable
as you were to Daniel.

You don't know that.

He promised
he would come for me.

To fix me.

I'm sorry.

You have a 20 on the shooter?

Negative!
Hold your fire! Hold fire!

Secure the prisoner!

The shooter--
Where is he?

Down, down!

Check the windows!

He's on the roof.
Cover me?

Rooftop! Rooftop!
He's on the roof!

Now, now, now!

Suspect down!

Everyone okay?

Officer down!
Officer down!

- Who knew?
- What?

Who else knew we were
transporting him?

- We gotta find out.
- Hey, Linc.

Medevac's on the way.
You're gonna be fine.

'Liv...

I been blown up before.
This is nothing.

Was a hell of a shot.

I guess you still
haven't lost your touch.

Hey!

This was meant for you!
Do you understand that?

Jones!

The man that you are protecting
just tried to have you killed!

It's time to wake up.

He is never gonna welcome you
back into the fold.

But he has to.

I don't know what to do.

Yes, you do.

You can keep waiting
for somebody else to define you,

to give you your place
in the world,

or you can decide
that you're not

just somebody's
broken puppet anymore.

Choose!

Welcome back, sir.

I trust you have
good news for me.

I do.

That'll be all.

It's done.

We've tied up our loose end.

Nice job.

Was there any resistance?

The redhead almost
took my head off

with a nearly impossible shot.

That girl always amazes me.

She and the one
from the other side.

Well, he'll be pleased

we've taken care
of the problem at hand.

Now we just need for him to--

Someone's overriding
the security system.

There's been a breach.

Canaan...

Where is she?

Stop where you are!

Understood.

Well, let me know the moment
she's in the building.

Agent Broyles,
I have something to report.

I already heard.
We have Nina Sharp in custody.

There something else?

You're not gonna believe this.

What is it?

Blueprints,
passports, aliases...

Yeah. Hell of a window
into Jones's operation.

It's more than that.

Check this out.

It's a tracking board.

We knew that every shapeshifter

was outfitted
with a tracking module.

Mm-hmm.

I think this is
some kind of central hub.

You're saying that--

That you think
every one of these dots

represents a shapeshifter?

If we can hack this mainframe,

we'll have the identity of every
agent in Jones's network.

Can I have a word,
Agent Dunham?

What's going on?

Captain Lee.

He didn't make it.

Initiate scan.

Scan complete.

I'd heard rumors
of another world.

Wasn't sure it really existed.

It does.

What're we doing here?

Making good on my offer.

There's a man here
who'll be able to help you.

Agent Lee.

Canaan, this is
Peter and Walter Bishop.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

I'm really looking forward
to studying--

Uh...

Helping you.

I think you'll like it there.

You don't have to wait
for somebody to give you a home,

or live on the outside anymore.

Here.

To keep you from floating away.

Thank you.
For everything.

Hello?

Hey.

I thought that you
would be long gone by now.

You know what? I--

I wasn't thinking.

My face is probably the last
thing you want to see right now.

- Maybe I should go--
- Lincoln.

It's fine.

What's up?

We collected a lot
of intel on Jones.

There's more work to be done.

I thought I'd stick around
for a while.

I figured you'd need some help.

Thanks.

That'd be nice.