Olivia Dunham, FBI.
these events a Pattern
as someone out is doing experiment,
only the whole world is a lab
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My father.
He worked out at Harvard.
army experimental programe...
You are telling me,
my father is Dr. Frankstan?
So much happened here,
so much is about.
Can I get you some coffee?
Roast beef sandwich on a roll.
Meat raw as possible.
Room temperature water.
- No ice.
- Gotcha.
- Do you have jalapenos?
- I think he does.
On the side.
You got it.
What is that?
That language, is that, like,
Korean or something?
No.
Good. I had Asian studies at cuny.
Thought I really missed something.
Right now.
Move, move, it's gonna hit us!
It's coming--
It has arrived.
fahrenheit for 120 hours.
off at 3:00 in the morning?
The formula for root beer.
Root beer.
That's what's so important
you couldn't stop yourself
from broadcasting.
I haven't had it for ages.
I thought I might make
some in the lab tomorrow.
Where are you going?
It occurs to me it might be
easier to sleep in the tub.
A root beer float.
Delicious.
Next time, would you
please drain the tub?
Oh, yes. Indeed.
- I know how to get there.
- I need you to slow down.
Her office is right up here.
I've been there before.
Sir, you don't have clearance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItrIHJWsD4M
to walk here unescorted.
Peter. We need to talk.
Is that okay with you?
Do I have clearance to talk to her?
It's okay. I got it.
Come with me.
- Where is your father?
- Walter is at the hotel.
But don't worry, your
agents are standing guard.
Not that it matters, 'cause
the man is unconscious.
He was awake till
reciting the chemical compositions
of his favorite beverages to me.
That was right after
he finished lecturing me
on how I'd squandered my
above-average intellect
and my substantial education,
all while he was
standing there naked.
Well, your living
arrangements are temporary.
We're finding you an
apartment so that--
Olivia, don't bother.
I wanted to help. I felt bad.
I still feel bad about
what happened to you.
But the truth is, you
don't need me here.
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- That isn't the truth.
- It is.
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Things are happening here.
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Strange things that
need investigating,
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that connect somehow
to the insane work
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that Walter was
doing way back when,
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but he's the one with the answers.
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You need him.
I'm just a babysitter.
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Peter, you decipher what he says.
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Things that other
people can't even follow.
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No, not any more.
Anybody can do that.
There's nothing special about me.
You're his son.
That's not the only thing.
I don't do well staying in one place.
You know that.
This isn't the job for me.
If you leave, so does he.
Really?
You're telling me that if
the federal government wants
to get Walter Bishop out
of a mental institution,
they can't do that without
the consent of his son?
It's your father.
He's made it very
clear that if you leave,
he won't cooperate
with our investigations.
I don't believe it.
He would rather go
back to st. Claire's
than work here without you.
He said that more than once.
Was he wearing clothes at the time?
- Good morning.
- Hello.
Hello.
Morning.
Yesterday, there was an explosion
at a construction site
in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
A crane collapsed.
Left three dead, two dozen injured.
The public was told that
it was a gas main explosion,
which, technically, is the truth.
It's what caused the
explosion I want you to see.
We had it transported
here late last night.
We've got NSA
and CDC gathering data.
But Dr. Bishop,
I wanted you to see
this as soon as possible.
What is it?
It's why you're here.
We don't know.
It just fell from the sky?
It came from underground.
The thing blasted through an unused
subway tunnel into a gas main.
Underground.
Cameo rest right on the surface.
As if someone had
carefully placed it there.
Solid iridium.
We think so, yes.
Subsonic vibrations?
At two megahertz, and
then again at four.
This thing is vibrating?
Dr. Bishop, do you have
an idea what this may be?
An idea, yes.
Do you feel like sharing?
No. it's too early.
This isn't the first time
one of these has shown up.
At Quantico.
Colonel Jacobson was in
charge of the investigation.
Henry Jacobson?
Spoke to him myself this morning.
He's expecting a visit.
Said hs looking forward
to seeing you again.
What do you wanna do?
What kind of man
would take off on you
the minute a can of
magic space soup arrives?
Who says it came from space?
- It's a joke, Walter.
- Oh.
Thank you for staying.
This is the last one, Olivia.
Then I'm gone.
We need to get this back to the lab.
We can't risk transferring
this to the university.
We'd rather you st--
If you require my
perspicacity such as it exists,
then there are certain
fundamental requirements,
not the least of which
is access to my equipment,
my lab...
Well, well, well.
I was hoping I'd have an
excuse to see you again.
It's good to see you.
Oh.
It's been more than
a year since she died.
It's still difficult.
I suppose it always will be.
Jessica took care of the house.
Hell, she took care of everything.
I apologize for what has
to be horrible coffee.
No, it's delicious.
I know you lost someone too.
My condolences.
It's not easy losing a partner.
I know agent Scott
and you were close.
What can you tell me about Quantico?
Master Sergeant Stuart Malick.
He was at his post at the marine
base on the night of June 22.
His job was to watch
the motion sensors,
perimeter security, to ensure that
there was no breach at the base.
Except on that night, the
sensors went nuts.
What we found was this.
Metallic cylinder, 24 inches tall,
He assumed it fell from the sky.
That perhaps it was a
piece of a satellite.
Except it wasn't.
Stranger still, although
it seemed to be
a solid pie of hard metal,
it was vibrating.
At two megahertz.
Then again at four.
There's another?
Where is this one?
Still at Quantico?
I was called in to investigate.
We determined it was
transmitting something.
A signal that we couldn't decode.
there was an explosion
unlike anything I'd ever seen.
It went through the floor
to the basement below.
It exploded down.
And was gone.
I'll give you my files,
whatever you need.
But this was a weird one, Olivia.
And if it's happening again,
as a friend,
I'd ask you to stay as far
away from this thing as you can.
And what exactly is this?
In time, my dear.
Hello, sir, can I help you?
We have a breach in sector eight.
You.
Where is it?
Agent Dunham.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
John?
This is agent Dunham.
7-18-6-22-7-9.
I need a call traced from my cell.
It just came in.
calls in the last three hours.
Oh.
Okay. Thank you.
The precision with which this object
was constructed is inspiring.
Down to the molecular bonds.
I sure hope that a gigantic
metallic suppository is not
the pinnacle of human achievement.
What is it?
Let me ask you a question.
If I tried reverse psychology,
like, if I just said to you right now,
Would that work?
Many years ago,
I worked on project Thor.
The Department of Defense
wanted a subterranean torpedo,
a missile which could, in theory,
be shot from anywhere in the world
through the earth's core and
hit its target on the other side.
I know for a fact that
that is ridiculous.
Open your mind, son, or
someone may open it for you.
any number of things,
prepad to discuss.
I stuck around for this.
What?
Look.
from Jacobson's file.
Him. Remember?
No, who is he?
That's the point.
Olivia, you're starting
to sound like Walter.
There are many things
I'm not good at,
too many, but one thing I can do,
that I've always been able to do,
that game, concentration.
Memory.
Connecting things.
Putting them together.
See.
Two weeks ago at the hospital.
That's him.
No way.
Can I help you?
Still photograph from the
crime scene at Quantico, 1987.
Look. He was there.
Look at this.
Less than two weeks ago
at the hospital in Quincy.
It's the same guy.
And he looks the same.
And he was there with us.
What?
Come with me.
Excuse us, please.
It took us a year to spot him.
You did it in three weeks.
Who the hell is this guy?
That is one excellent question.
You've run him
through every database?
- Of course.
- And there's nothing on him?
- Nothing at all?
- No positive I.D.
We've recorded him at
over three dozen scenes,
all of which relate to The Pattern.
How?
Why? What is he doing?
What it looks like he's doing.
He's watching.
Observing.
Which is why we refer
to him as the observer.
But what he wants
and why he's there,
we don't know.
And he was there the other day?
In New York at
the construction site?
This is Broyles.
When did it happen?
Okay, turn it on.
What is that?
It's called sound.
I know that, thank you.
What's the point?
I need to compare the
numbers, confirm my suspicions.
Compare them to what?
Suspicions of what?
Astrid Farnsworth.
- I'll explain later.
- No, I want you to explain right now.
I want to know what the
hell this tin can is.
It's Olivia.
Hello?
There's been an attack, Peter.
The team at the warehouse is dead.
What? Who did it?
I don't know, but we're moving
that thing to a secure facility.
I'm on my way.
Got it.
Walter, whatever the
hell that thing is,
you should have
never brought it here.
Why do you say this?
Has someone come for it?
Why would you ask that?
- Have they?
- Yes.
Then we need to keep this safe.
We need something--
something very important.
- What?
- Aluminum foil.
- Why?
- Trust me.
- No, thank you.
- Damn it!
Must you always be such a smart ass?
I need the aluminum foil right now
to shield the frequencies
of the cylinder.
Your life depends on it.
All our lives depend on it.
Go now.
I'm gonna go get you
your aluminum foil,
and then when I get
back, you're gonna tell me
what the hell it is you
think that thing does.
While you're out,
if you see a chance to
get me a root beer float,
that would be wonderful.
I'll see what I can do.
Would you be a lamb
and get me that syringe?
Sure.
Thank you.
I got the tin foil!
Astrid! Astrid!
Hey!
Astrid! Astrid! Are you okay?
Astrid, look at me, Astrid.
Hey, focus, focus for a second.
Where is Walter?
Someone came to you.
Think about her.
I know you were there.
The last time.
And she's come to you now.
Think about that woman.
Don't play with me.
Now you tell me now,
or I'll do that again.
Think.
See? That was easy.
Bless you.
I haven't had a root
beer float in 17 years.
And? How is it?
Heavenly.
And earthly at the same time.
Quite the connoisseur.
Do you want some?
No, thank you.
I wouldn't taste much anyway.
That's a long time to go
without something you love.
Where I've been, you
lose track of time.
So much now to make up for.
Thank you for hiding the beacon.
I can't touch it myself.
I know you have questions.
Soon you'll have answers.
Of course.
I want surveillance posted
Please do not stand there and tell me
- that you have no idea where your father--
- You're assuming I have any
understanding of how that
man's addled brain works.
that you could handle him.
Hey, let's get something straight.
I didn't promise you anything.
I warned you from the word go.
Agent Dunham.
Thank god. Where?
We'll be right there.
Walter just got picked up,
walking the median of I-95.
If it's possible, I would ve much
like my own clothes back.
Let me explain how this
works to you, Walter.
You can't inject a Federal
Officer with sedatives,
steal government property, and
then escape from protective custody,
and then ask to be not
treated like a criminal.
Have you never taken anything
that didn't belong to you because
you knew it was
the right thing to do?
This isn't about me.
Maybe it is, Peter.
You took the cylinder.
Do you remember that?
Yes, of course. What would
you like to know about it?
- Where is it?
- I can't tell you that.
But I can tell you that someone
is coming to seek the cylier.
Thus, I had to hide it.
And I don't recall
where or from whom.
We need you to remember.
It may be dangerous,
and we need to help keep people safe.
Tell me what it is.
If I--if I attempted
to explain it,
you--you might
think me mad.
Don't worry. There's no
chance of that happening.
I believe there are only
another four hours in which
I must keep the cylinder
from those who are trying to get it,
a theory I have discussed with
my friend, who agrees with me.
Um, he's a tall fellow, right?
Pink, big fuzzy ears.
No, he's a man.
Quite nice.
Albeit extremely bald.
No eyebrows either.
It's disturbing, but you
get accustomed to it.
You talked to him.
Do you really think
it's a good idea to feed
into his delusions at this point?
Walter, who is he?
Where can we find him?
Oh, you won't be able to find him.
Oh, of course not, 'cause he's
in the seventh dimension.
He's shy.
Though he wouldn't be any use to you
He just observes.
Walter, you haven't
talked to this man.
You've seen him in
Olivia's photographs,
so cut out the gibberish and
just tell us where the cylinder is.
Must you always be so small-minded?
Damn it, don't be like her.
Like your mother.
Questioning my judgment.
I am not a child.
I will not be babied.
Thank you for that.
That's exactly what I needed.
Guilt relieved.
Olivia, I am very sorry,
but I think you'll understand why I
don't want to hang around any longer.
I upset him, didn't I?
Where are we?
I couldn't tell you.
Walter's hiding something.
He's being as cryptic as ever.
He says he had to
keep the cylinder safe.
That someone is looking for it.
Welcome to the joys of Walter Bishop.
Where did he take it?
You'll have to ask Walter.
He won't tell me.
Apparently, he had
a meeting with a man
matching the description
of our friend.
The bald guy.
Well, I know a lot of bald guys.
The observer.
Are you saying Walter's
saying he knows him?
I'm saying he's not cooperating.
I'm saying I'm confused.
Hey, man.
Thanks for calling me back so fast.
Look, don't start with
me right now, okay?
Well, guess what, I'm calling
this time to ask for a favor too.
Well, I don't really care.
As long as it puts
some money in my pocket.
Anywhere but Boston.
Agent Dunham?
Agent farnsworth is on the phone.
I don't know.
About an hour ago?
When he lie, he was
pretty upset with Walter.
No, there was a struggle here.
Thanks, Astrid.
Call Harvard campus security.
There's a closed-circuit
camera outside countway library
aimed at the kresge building.
I need footage going back two hours.
You don't work for big eddie, do you?
Look, I think you got the wrong guy.
What I'm saying is...
Whatever it is you want,I don't think
I'm gonna be able to give it to you.
No, no!
Aah!
You have something I need.
Tell me where it is.
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
I'm going to ask
you some questions.
Please answer honestly.
What's the most pain you've
ever felt in your life?
This was taken outside your lab.
Have you ever seen this man before?
I don't believe so, no.
So something happened, yes?
Something unfortunate.
What is it?
I believe this man may
have abducted Peter.
That's not-- no.
Peter will lead him to it.
To what? The cylinder?
- Yes.
- How?
Did you tell him where you put it?
No, of course not.
I don't need to.
You and your colleagues
had the cylinder last.
Where is it now?
I have no idea.
and even if I did,
you're the last person I would tell.
But you just did tell me.
Your father hid it.
You don't know where?
And yes, to answer your question,
when this is over,
I just might kill you.
It depends on a few things.
When was the last time
your father kissed you?
I think that's your
lamest question yet.
Think about your father.
Good.
Now think about a time
before he was sent
away to the institution.
A happy time, a time when you still
believed that your father loved you.
Beside his car in your old house,
does your father have
any other hiding places?
Answer the question.
Does your father ha--
Thank you.
You just told me
where the cylinder is.
Come with me.
Shame you never met him.
Come on.
Dig.
Careful.
Hey, Olivia.
Over here.
Are you okay?
Yeah. He went that way.
Go!
He's got a gun.
Departure on schedule.
Who the hell are you?
What is the cylinder?
- You know what it is, don't you?
- You know what it is, don't you?
- Why is it here?
- Why is it here?
- Why now?
- Why now?
- Who are you?
- Who are you?
- Apples, bananas, rhinoceros.
- Apples, bananas, rhinoceros.
- I want to hold your hand.
- I want to hold your hand.
- Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
- Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Did you talk to him this afternoon?
Are you his friend?
Peter.
- Is he all right?
- He's fine.
He has a mild concussion,
but he's gonna be fine.
Thank you. That's wonderful news.
Come on. I'm gonna take
you back to your hotel.
If you don't mind,
there's something
I'd like to do first.
What I did to you was
very untrustworthy of me.
I never intended to harm you.
I was simply doing what was
necessary to protect us all.
If it would help you feel
a sense of retribution,
I would tell you to inject me too.
But I'd most likely enjoy it.
Hi, Peter Bishop, he was
brought in about an hour ago.
Excuse me.
Hi.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm fine.
So did we recover the cylinder?
We dug out the hole, but
there's no sign of it.
As soon as the sun comes up,
We'll bring in an excavator,
But somehow, I don't have an
expectation we'll find it.
So it just disappeared.
We I.D.'d the shooter.
John Mosley.
Wanted for a double homicide
in Seattle last month.
A few drug-related
felonies before that.
Seattle.
Came a long way to
try and get that thing.
Another in a long line of questions.
I should get back.
As you can imagine, there are
some interagency fires to quash.
NSA considered that device
their personal property.
They're looking for an explanation.
So I'll see you tomorrow?
Yeah.
Hi.
You ready to get out of here?
Something happened out
there tonight, Olivia.
The Pattern that Broyles refers to,
I always thought it was nonsense.
Inexplicable things
happen every single day.
It does not mean that there's
any deeper significance.
I know this is gonna sound insane.
Yeah, I know it sounds insane,
but that man out there in the woods,
He knew me.
And I don't know how, but
he was inside my head.
He knew what I was going
to say before I said it.
The man I shot?
No, the other guy, the bald guy.
From your photos.
Mr. no brows?
Peter, I didn't see anyone.
You know me well enough
now to know that these are
the last words I would
ever expect to to be saying,
but what if Walter is right?
What if this is just the beginning?
Listen, you took a pretty
bad blow to the head.
You think I did this to myself?
No, I just--
I was wrong to-- to
demand that you stay here.
Walter is not your respoibility.
As you've always said,
this was just supposed
to be temporary.
You have your life.
Olivia, did you hear what I just said?
I mean, I'm a fairly open-minded guy,
but there are things happening here
that I can't even begin to explain.
And I am not going
anywhere until I can.
In that case, you might want this.
Your credentials have been approved.
Civilian consultant to the Department
of Homeland Security.
Does this mean I don't need an escort
to come into the
Federal building anymore?
Yeah.
Will it get me out
of speeding tickets?
Maybe.
So let me tell you
about my day, Walter.
I was abducted, tortured,
had two wires shoved up my nose
that were connected to a
machine I've never seen before.
But maybe the strangest
part of the day
is that somehow, without talking,
I was able to answer a question
that I didn't have the answer to.
Where I buried the capsule?
How did I know that, Walter?
I didn't know that.
You know it, son, because I know it.
No, I didn't know because
you didn't tell me.
I didn't have to.
You must adjust the way
you consider communications,
ideas.
Ideas can be absorbed
through osmosis.
Through proximity.
Do you remember the night
of the accident when you were young?
- I was driving--
- Of course, I remember.
Your mother was at home.
Of course, I remember.
Thanksgiving dinner.
She was anxious for us
to get there, join everyone.
When the car went off the road,
the ice was so thick
that it held the vehicle
for what must have
been two minutes.
What does this have to do
with what happened today?
I regained consciousness,
I saw your body...
contorted horribly,
and I reached for you.
But the ice broke.
And we sank into that dark water.
And then you swam to
shore and saved us both.
I know.
No.
I was unable to control
my limbs in that icy water.
It wouldn't respond.
I was incapable of saving you.
Or myself.
We were dead, Peter, you and I.
Until someone grabbed me.
And we were going up.
We were saved, both of us,
by a man that I had never met.
A man that shouldn't
have been there at all.
He pulled us to the shore.
I remembered that he was bald,
that he had no eyebrows.
And as he set us down in the snow,
I recalled his stare,
standing there in his suit soaking wet,
seemingly indifferent to the cold.
It was as if he knew my
thoughts before I did.
As if he were side my head.
Without speaking, he made it clear
that he would need me one day.
A return favor, so to speak.
And this is it.
Today, what happened
with the capsule,
I'm not sure how I knew
about the vibrations,
the composition.
But then when I tested it myself,
heard the vibrations, felt them,
It was as if an
envelope had been opened
and I could finally
read my instructions.
Instantly, I knew I had
to protect the capsule.
For him.
Who they are, what
they want--
As a man of science, I share your
frustration in not having these answers.
But what I know is that
you are sitting here now...
My son...
alive.
I know you must think me insane.
Not nearly as much
as you might think.
Hello, Liv.
these events a Pattern
as someone out is doing experiment,
only the whole world is a lab
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My father.
He worked out at Harvard.
army experimental programe...
You are telling me,
my father is Dr. Frankstan?
So much happened here,
so much is about.
Can I get you some coffee?
Roast beef sandwich on a roll.
Meat raw as possible.
Room temperature water.
- No ice.
- Gotcha.
- Do you have jalapenos?
- I think he does.
On the side.
You got it.
What is that?
That language, is that, like,
Korean or something?
No.
Good. I had Asian studies at cuny.
Thought I really missed something.
Right now.
Move, move, it's gonna hit us!
It's coming--
It has arrived.
fahrenheit for 120 hours.
off at 3:00 in the morning?
The formula for root beer.
Root beer.
That's what's so important
you couldn't stop yourself
from broadcasting.
I haven't had it for ages.
I thought I might make
some in the lab tomorrow.
Where are you going?
It occurs to me it might be
easier to sleep in the tub.
A root beer float.
Delicious.
Next time, would you
please drain the tub?
Oh, yes. Indeed.
- I know how to get there.
- I need you to slow down.
Her office is right up here.
I've been there before.
Sir, you don't have clearance
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ItrIHJWsD4M
to walk here unescorted.
Peter. We need to talk.
Is that okay with you?
Do I have clearance to talk to her?
It's okay. I got it.
Come with me.
- Where is your father?
- Walter is at the hotel.
But don't worry, your
agents are standing guard.
Not that it matters, 'cause
the man is unconscious.
He was awake till
reciting the chemical compositions
of his favorite beverages to me.
That was right after
he finished lecturing me
on how I'd squandered my
above-average intellect
and my substantial education,
all while he was
standing there naked.
Well, your living
arrangements are temporary.
We're finding you an
apartment so that--
Olivia, don't bother.
I wanted to help. I felt bad.
I still feel bad about
what happened to you.
But the truth is, you
don't need me here.
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- That isn't the truth.
- It is.
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Things are happening here.
72
Strange things that
need investigating,
73
that connect somehow
to the insane work
74
that Walter was
doing way back when,
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but he's the one with the answers.
76
You need him.
I'm just a babysitter.
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Peter, you decipher what he says.
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Things that other
people can't even follow.
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No, not any more.
Anybody can do that.
There's nothing special about me.
You're his son.
That's not the only thing.
I don't do well staying in one place.
You know that.
This isn't the job for me.
If you leave, so does he.
Really?
You're telling me that if
the federal government wants
to get Walter Bishop out
of a mental institution,
they can't do that without
the consent of his son?
It's your father.
He's made it very
clear that if you leave,
he won't cooperate
with our investigations.
I don't believe it.
He would rather go
back to st. Claire's
than work here without you.
He said that more than once.
Was he wearing clothes at the time?
- Good morning.
- Hello.
Hello.
Morning.
Yesterday, there was an explosion
at a construction site
in Williamsburg, Brooklyn.
A crane collapsed.
Left three dead, two dozen injured.
The public was told that
it was a gas main explosion,
which, technically, is the truth.
It's what caused the
explosion I want you to see.
We had it transported
here late last night.
We've got NSA
and CDC gathering data.
But Dr. Bishop,
I wanted you to see
this as soon as possible.
What is it?
It's why you're here.
We don't know.
It just fell from the sky?
It came from underground.
The thing blasted through an unused
subway tunnel into a gas main.
Underground.
Cameo rest right on the surface.
As if someone had
carefully placed it there.
Solid iridium.
We think so, yes.
Subsonic vibrations?
At two megahertz, and
then again at four.
This thing is vibrating?
Dr. Bishop, do you have
an idea what this may be?
An idea, yes.
Do you feel like sharing?
No. it's too early.
This isn't the first time
one of these has shown up.
At Quantico.
Colonel Jacobson was in
charge of the investigation.
Henry Jacobson?
Spoke to him myself this morning.
He's expecting a visit.
Said hs looking forward
to seeing you again.
What do you wanna do?
What kind of man
would take off on you
the minute a can of
magic space soup arrives?
Who says it came from space?
- It's a joke, Walter.
- Oh.
Thank you for staying.
This is the last one, Olivia.
Then I'm gone.
We need to get this back to the lab.
We can't risk transferring
this to the university.
We'd rather you st--
If you require my
perspicacity such as it exists,
then there are certain
fundamental requirements,
not the least of which
is access to my equipment,
my lab...
Well, well, well.
I was hoping I'd have an
excuse to see you again.
It's good to see you.
Oh.
It's been more than
a year since she died.
It's still difficult.
I suppose it always will be.
Jessica took care of the house.
Hell, she took care of everything.
I apologize for what has
to be horrible coffee.
No, it's delicious.
I know you lost someone too.
My condolences.
It's not easy losing a partner.
I know agent Scott
and you were close.
What can you tell me about Quantico?
Master Sergeant Stuart Malick.
He was at his post at the marine
base on the night of June 22.
His job was to watch
the motion sensors,
perimeter security, to ensure that
there was no breach at the base.
Except on that night, the
sensors went nuts.
What we found was this.
Metallic cylinder, 24 inches tall,
He assumed it fell from the sky.
That perhaps it was a
piece of a satellite.
Except it wasn't.
Stranger still, although
it seemed to be
a solid pie of hard metal,
it was vibrating.
At two megahertz.
Then again at four.
There's another?
Where is this one?
Still at Quantico?
I was called in to investigate.
We determined it was
transmitting something.
A signal that we couldn't decode.
there was an explosion
unlike anything I'd ever seen.
It went through the floor
to the basement below.
It exploded down.
And was gone.
I'll give you my files,
whatever you need.
But this was a weird one, Olivia.
And if it's happening again,
as a friend,
I'd ask you to stay as far
away from this thing as you can.
And what exactly is this?
In time, my dear.
Hello, sir, can I help you?
We have a breach in sector eight.
You.
Where is it?
Agent Dunham.
Hello?
Hello?
Hello?
John?
This is agent Dunham.
7-18-6-22-7-9.
I need a call traced from my cell.
It just came in.
calls in the last three hours.
Oh.
Okay. Thank you.
The precision with which this object
was constructed is inspiring.
Down to the molecular bonds.
I sure hope that a gigantic
metallic suppository is not
the pinnacle of human achievement.
What is it?
Let me ask you a question.
If I tried reverse psychology,
like, if I just said to you right now,
Would that work?
Many years ago,
I worked on project Thor.
The Department of Defense
wanted a subterranean torpedo,
a missile which could, in theory,
be shot from anywhere in the world
through the earth's core and
hit its target on the other side.
I know for a fact that
that is ridiculous.
Open your mind, son, or
someone may open it for you.
any number of things,
prepad to discuss.
I stuck around for this.
What?
Look.
from Jacobson's file.
Him. Remember?
No, who is he?
That's the point.
Olivia, you're starting
to sound like Walter.
There are many things
I'm not good at,
too many, but one thing I can do,
that I've always been able to do,
that game, concentration.
Memory.
Connecting things.
Putting them together.
See.
Two weeks ago at the hospital.
That's him.
No way.
Can I help you?
Still photograph from the
crime scene at Quantico, 1987.
Look. He was there.
Look at this.
Less than two weeks ago
at the hospital in Quincy.
It's the same guy.
And he looks the same.
And he was there with us.
What?
Come with me.
Excuse us, please.
It took us a year to spot him.
You did it in three weeks.
Who the hell is this guy?
That is one excellent question.
You've run him
through every database?
- Of course.
- And there's nothing on him?
- Nothing at all?
- No positive I.D.
We've recorded him at
over three dozen scenes,
all of which relate to The Pattern.
How?
Why? What is he doing?
What it looks like he's doing.
He's watching.
Observing.
Which is why we refer
to him as the observer.
But what he wants
and why he's there,
we don't know.
And he was there the other day?
In New York at
the construction site?
This is Broyles.
When did it happen?
Okay, turn it on.
What is that?
It's called sound.
I know that, thank you.
What's the point?
I need to compare the
numbers, confirm my suspicions.
Compare them to what?
Suspicions of what?
Astrid Farnsworth.
- I'll explain later.
- No, I want you to explain right now.
I want to know what the
hell this tin can is.
It's Olivia.
Hello?
There's been an attack, Peter.
The team at the warehouse is dead.
What? Who did it?
I don't know, but we're moving
that thing to a secure facility.
I'm on my way.
Got it.
Walter, whatever the
hell that thing is,
you should have
never brought it here.
Why do you say this?
Has someone come for it?
Why would you ask that?
- Have they?
- Yes.
Then we need to keep this safe.
We need something--
something very important.
- What?
- Aluminum foil.
- Why?
- Trust me.
- No, thank you.
- Damn it!
Must you always be such a smart ass?
I need the aluminum foil right now
to shield the frequencies
of the cylinder.
Your life depends on it.
All our lives depend on it.
Go now.
I'm gonna go get you
your aluminum foil,
and then when I get
back, you're gonna tell me
what the hell it is you
think that thing does.
While you're out,
if you see a chance to
get me a root beer float,
that would be wonderful.
I'll see what I can do.
Would you be a lamb
and get me that syringe?
Sure.
Thank you.
I got the tin foil!
Astrid! Astrid!
Hey!
Astrid! Astrid! Are you okay?
Astrid, look at me, Astrid.
Hey, focus, focus for a second.
Where is Walter?
Someone came to you.
Think about her.
I know you were there.
The last time.
And she's come to you now.
Think about that woman.
Don't play with me.
Now you tell me now,
or I'll do that again.
Think.
See? That was easy.
Bless you.
I haven't had a root
beer float in 17 years.
And? How is it?
Heavenly.
And earthly at the same time.
Quite the connoisseur.
Do you want some?
No, thank you.
I wouldn't taste much anyway.
That's a long time to go
without something you love.
Where I've been, you
lose track of time.
So much now to make up for.
Thank you for hiding the beacon.
I can't touch it myself.
I know you have questions.
Soon you'll have answers.
Of course.
I want surveillance posted
Please do not stand there and tell me
- that you have no idea where your father--
- You're assuming I have any
understanding of how that
man's addled brain works.
that you could handle him.
Hey, let's get something straight.
I didn't promise you anything.
I warned you from the word go.
Agent Dunham.
Thank god. Where?
We'll be right there.
Walter just got picked up,
walking the median of I-95.
If it's possible, I would ve much
like my own clothes back.
Let me explain how this
works to you, Walter.
You can't inject a Federal
Officer with sedatives,
steal government property, and
then escape from protective custody,
and then ask to be not
treated like a criminal.
Have you never taken anything
that didn't belong to you because
you knew it was
the right thing to do?
This isn't about me.
Maybe it is, Peter.
You took the cylinder.
Do you remember that?
Yes, of course. What would
you like to know about it?
- Where is it?
- I can't tell you that.
But I can tell you that someone
is coming to seek the cylier.
Thus, I had to hide it.
And I don't recall
where or from whom.
We need you to remember.
It may be dangerous,
and we need to help keep people safe.
Tell me what it is.
If I--if I attempted
to explain it,
you--you might
think me mad.
Don't worry. There's no
chance of that happening.
I believe there are only
another four hours in which
I must keep the cylinder
from those who are trying to get it,
a theory I have discussed with
my friend, who agrees with me.
Um, he's a tall fellow, right?
Pink, big fuzzy ears.
No, he's a man.
Quite nice.
Albeit extremely bald.
No eyebrows either.
It's disturbing, but you
get accustomed to it.
You talked to him.
Do you really think
it's a good idea to feed
into his delusions at this point?
Walter, who is he?
Where can we find him?
Oh, you won't be able to find him.
Oh, of course not, 'cause he's
in the seventh dimension.
He's shy.
Though he wouldn't be any use to you
He just observes.
Walter, you haven't
talked to this man.
You've seen him in
Olivia's photographs,
so cut out the gibberish and
just tell us where the cylinder is.
Must you always be so small-minded?
Damn it, don't be like her.
Like your mother.
Questioning my judgment.
I am not a child.
I will not be babied.
Thank you for that.
That's exactly what I needed.
Guilt relieved.
Olivia, I am very sorry,
but I think you'll understand why I
don't want to hang around any longer.
I upset him, didn't I?
Where are we?
I couldn't tell you.
Walter's hiding something.
He's being as cryptic as ever.
He says he had to
keep the cylinder safe.
That someone is looking for it.
Welcome to the joys of Walter Bishop.
Where did he take it?
You'll have to ask Walter.
He won't tell me.
Apparently, he had
a meeting with a man
matching the description
of our friend.
The bald guy.
Well, I know a lot of bald guys.
The observer.
Are you saying Walter's
saying he knows him?
I'm saying he's not cooperating.
I'm saying I'm confused.
Hey, man.
Thanks for calling me back so fast.
Look, don't start with
me right now, okay?
Well, guess what, I'm calling
this time to ask for a favor too.
Well, I don't really care.
As long as it puts
some money in my pocket.
Anywhere but Boston.
Agent Dunham?
Agent farnsworth is on the phone.
I don't know.
About an hour ago?
When he lie, he was
pretty upset with Walter.
No, there was a struggle here.
Thanks, Astrid.
Call Harvard campus security.
There's a closed-circuit
camera outside countway library
aimed at the kresge building.
I need footage going back two hours.
You don't work for big eddie, do you?
Look, I think you got the wrong guy.
What I'm saying is...
Whatever it is you want,I don't think
I'm gonna be able to give it to you.
No, no!
Aah!
You have something I need.
Tell me where it is.
I have no idea what
you're talking about.
I'm going to ask
you some questions.
Please answer honestly.
What's the most pain you've
ever felt in your life?
This was taken outside your lab.
Have you ever seen this man before?
I don't believe so, no.
So something happened, yes?
Something unfortunate.
What is it?
I believe this man may
have abducted Peter.
That's not-- no.
Peter will lead him to it.
To what? The cylinder?
- Yes.
- How?
Did you tell him where you put it?
No, of course not.
I don't need to.
You and your colleagues
had the cylinder last.
Where is it now?
I have no idea.
and even if I did,
you're the last person I would tell.
But you just did tell me.
Your father hid it.
You don't know where?
And yes, to answer your question,
when this is over,
I just might kill you.
It depends on a few things.
When was the last time
your father kissed you?
I think that's your
lamest question yet.
Think about your father.
Good.
Now think about a time
before he was sent
away to the institution.
A happy time, a time when you still
believed that your father loved you.
Beside his car in your old house,
does your father have
any other hiding places?
Answer the question.
Does your father ha--
Thank you.
You just told me
where the cylinder is.
Come with me.
Shame you never met him.
Come on.
Dig.
Careful.
Hey, Olivia.
Over here.
Are you okay?
Yeah. He went that way.
Go!
He's got a gun.
Departure on schedule.
Who the hell are you?
What is the cylinder?
- You know what it is, don't you?
- You know what it is, don't you?
- Why is it here?
- Why is it here?
- Why now?
- Why now?
- Who are you?
- Who are you?
- Apples, bananas, rhinoceros.
- Apples, bananas, rhinoceros.
- I want to hold your hand.
- I want to hold your hand.
- Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
- Lucy in the sky with diamonds.
Did you talk to him this afternoon?
Are you his friend?
Peter.
- Is he all right?
- He's fine.
He has a mild concussion,
but he's gonna be fine.
Thank you. That's wonderful news.
Come on. I'm gonna take
you back to your hotel.
If you don't mind,
there's something
I'd like to do first.
What I did to you was
very untrustworthy of me.
I never intended to harm you.
I was simply doing what was
necessary to protect us all.
If it would help you feel
a sense of retribution,
I would tell you to inject me too.
But I'd most likely enjoy it.
Hi, Peter Bishop, he was
brought in about an hour ago.
Excuse me.
Hi.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
I'm fine.
So did we recover the cylinder?
We dug out the hole, but
there's no sign of it.
As soon as the sun comes up,
We'll bring in an excavator,
But somehow, I don't have an
expectation we'll find it.
So it just disappeared.
We I.D.'d the shooter.
John Mosley.
Wanted for a double homicide
in Seattle last month.
A few drug-related
felonies before that.
Seattle.
Came a long way to
try and get that thing.
Another in a long line of questions.
I should get back.
As you can imagine, there are
some interagency fires to quash.
NSA considered that device
their personal property.
They're looking for an explanation.
So I'll see you tomorrow?
Yeah.
Hi.
You ready to get out of here?
Something happened out
there tonight, Olivia.
The Pattern that Broyles refers to,
I always thought it was nonsense.
Inexplicable things
happen every single day.
It does not mean that there's
any deeper significance.
I know this is gonna sound insane.
Yeah, I know it sounds insane,
but that man out there in the woods,
He knew me.
And I don't know how, but
he was inside my head.
He knew what I was going
to say before I said it.
The man I shot?
No, the other guy, the bald guy.
From your photos.
Mr. no brows?
Peter, I didn't see anyone.
You know me well enough
now to know that these are
the last words I would
ever expect to to be saying,
but what if Walter is right?
What if this is just the beginning?
Listen, you took a pretty
bad blow to the head.
You think I did this to myself?
No, I just--
I was wrong to-- to
demand that you stay here.
Walter is not your respoibility.
As you've always said,
this was just supposed
to be temporary.
You have your life.
Olivia, did you hear what I just said?
I mean, I'm a fairly open-minded guy,
but there are things happening here
that I can't even begin to explain.
And I am not going
anywhere until I can.
In that case, you might want this.
Your credentials have been approved.
Civilian consultant to the Department
of Homeland Security.
Does this mean I don't need an escort
to come into the
Federal building anymore?
Yeah.
Will it get me out
of speeding tickets?
Maybe.
So let me tell you
about my day, Walter.
I was abducted, tortured,
had two wires shoved up my nose
that were connected to a
machine I've never seen before.
But maybe the strangest
part of the day
is that somehow, without talking,
I was able to answer a question
that I didn't have the answer to.
Where I buried the capsule?
How did I know that, Walter?
I didn't know that.
You know it, son, because I know it.
No, I didn't know because
you didn't tell me.
I didn't have to.
You must adjust the way
you consider communications,
ideas.
Ideas can be absorbed
through osmosis.
Through proximity.
Do you remember the night
of the accident when you were young?
- I was driving--
- Of course, I remember.
Your mother was at home.
Of course, I remember.
Thanksgiving dinner.
She was anxious for us
to get there, join everyone.
When the car went off the road,
the ice was so thick
that it held the vehicle
for what must have
been two minutes.
What does this have to do
with what happened today?
I regained consciousness,
I saw your body...
contorted horribly,
and I reached for you.
But the ice broke.
And we sank into that dark water.
And then you swam to
shore and saved us both.
I know.
No.
I was unable to control
my limbs in that icy water.
It wouldn't respond.
I was incapable of saving you.
Or myself.
We were dead, Peter, you and I.
Until someone grabbed me.
And we were going up.
We were saved, both of us,
by a man that I had never met.
A man that shouldn't
have been there at all.
He pulled us to the shore.
I remembered that he was bald,
that he had no eyebrows.
And as he set us down in the snow,
I recalled his stare,
standing there in his suit soaking wet,
seemingly indifferent to the cold.
It was as if he knew my
thoughts before I did.
As if he were side my head.
Without speaking, he made it clear
that he would need me one day.
A return favor, so to speak.
And this is it.
Today, what happened
with the capsule,
I'm not sure how I knew
about the vibrations,
the composition.
But then when I tested it myself,
heard the vibrations, felt them,
It was as if an
envelope had been opened
and I could finally
read my instructions.
Instantly, I knew I had
to protect the capsule.
For him.
Who they are, what
they want--
As a man of science, I share your
frustration in not having these answers.
But what I know is that
you are sitting here now...
My son...
alive.
I know you must think me insane.
Not nearly as much
as you might think.
Hello, Liv.
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