G.S.W, left-upper quadrant,
possible hemothorax.
BP is dropping 80 over 50.
Pulse 120.
Breath sounds?
Decreased on the left side,
labored but stable.
Get me a chest scan.
Doctor...
There's something else.
Sir, I just heard
about Nina Sharp.
Do we know
who shot her?
Trying to
figure that out.
The security guard and doorman
in the lobby are dead.
No I.D. on the gunman.
- Well, is she gonna be--
- Too early to say.
Sir.
No official statement
from Massive Dynamic,
- or William Bell.
- Thanks.
That's no surprise.
If they say the C.O.O. was shot,
their stock will take a hit.
Hey Liv,
security footage just came in.
We had video tech assemble
the three video cameras.
They shoot
the night guy...
They replace him.
Then this guy comes in
and they all head upstairs.
Evening.
Nina Sharp comes in
six minutes later.
Then it goes black
for four minutes.
What did
he do to her?
Whatever it was...
It only took them
four minutes.
Who is he?
Can we enhance
what he said?
Sure.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Run it
through voice recognition.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
David Robert Jones.
Why is he
wearing bandages
and the others
are wearing masks?
Not easy to walk around
when you're on half
the world's watch list.
Maybe he's recently tried
to change his appearance.
But all
our information suggests
that Jones
is working for Bell.
So why shoot
his number two?
It doesn't make any sense.
Maybe our information
is wrong.
Why don't we go
straight to the source
and bring William Bell
in for questioning now?
At this point,
I don't think that--
We have solid intelligence
that William Bell
is funding these horrific events
that we've seen.
Most of which
have been carried out by Jones.
- I'm not--
- At this point,
I don't care
how powerful William Bell is
or how deep
his political connections go,
he is not
above the law.
- Dunham--
- Sir, with all due respect,
I have too much in this,
professionally and personally,
that if you stand
in the way now, I--
Dunham!
I came in here to begin
making the calls
I'm going
to need to make in order
to get the interview
that we both agree is necessary.
And I would also request
that you stop cutting me off
every time
I'm about to tell you
to stop drilling,
you've struck oil,
as I was going to do when
we first came through that door.
This is Broyles.
Nina Sharp
is out of surgery.
Hey.
Hey.
Where's Walter?
- With you?
- Uh-uh.
I went to check on him
this morning,
his bed wasn't even
slept in.
I thought he'd worked
here all night.
I thought he went home
with you last night.
Hey, uh,
I need to talk to Walter.
Is he here?
Yeah,
take a number.
I'm gonna
check the cafeteria,
see if he slept
there again.
Okay.
You don't look
so good.
David Robert Jones
shot Nina Sharp.
I wanted to see if--
Hi--Hi, uh,
it's Peter Bishop calling.
I was wondering
if you
maybe have an eye
on my father?
He wandered off again.
Yeah.
Look,
can you do me a favor?
Could you go check down
in the marine biology lab?
He--He sometimes spends
the night down there,
cleaning out the tanks
with Mrs. Ericson.
No, I'll wait--I'll wait.
Thank you.
Do you think he left
because of what I said?
You mean because
of what he is referring to
as "the assault
in the pastry shop?"
I don't know,
it's hard to say.
It was
about Cortexiphan...
Bell's trials.
I wanted to see if Walter
knew what Bell did to me.
I know,
he told me.
You caught him
off-guard.
And I understand
you had your reasons
to saying what it is
that you had to say.
And I know
he understands that too.
He's not there.
No one's seen him.
Hello.
No luck, huh?
Okay, well thanks
for your help.
Peter...
I--I'm sorry
that I was so hard on him.
Look,
don't worry about it.
He's probably
back at the hotel right now,
working his way to the bottom
of a pint of Rocky Road.
I think
to repair that one
requires
a special skill set.
Phillip.
You've been shot.
We discovered
it was Jones.
You're lucky.
Not too many gunshot victims
have come through this way
have Kevlar parts
in their rib cage.
You'll be up and about
in no time.
What did he want,
Nina?
What did he do
to your arm?
Get me
Agent Dunham.
I need to speak with her
right away.
Agent Dunham.
Specialist
from Massive Dynamic.
I'll be right with you,
Agent Dunham.
Let's just say this treatment
doesn't fall under an HMO.
No.
William Bell
is not the problem,
and he's certainly
not the head
of any
terrorist organization.
Well,
I'll make that judgment.
Thank you.
Well, it's true
Jones used to work
for William Bell
In fact, he was
one of our first employees
at Massive Dynamic.
- But he was let go.
- Why?
The details
are not important.
Suffice to say...
that Jones felt
spurned by the rejection.
William was
a father figure to him,
a respected mentor.
I would go as far as to say that
all the death and destruction
that Jones has caused
up until this point...
has been a way of
proving something to William.
To prove what?
Jones always felt
that he was special
and that
no one recognized that.
Certainly,
not William.
So before the shooting,
when was the last time
you saw David Jones?
Oh, I haven't seen him
for years.
But after
he broke out of prison,
he was contacting
our offices,
requesting meetings
with Dr. Bell.
Over the past few weeks,
his calls have become...
rather extreme.
You've been in contact
with a known felon?
It was
an internal matter.
Clearly, we thought
we could manage this
better than we did.
Apparently,
Jones is ill,
dying from the teleportation
from his prison break.
Nina believes
Jones' agenda is
to kill William Bell
when he finds him.
Then Bell
needs to come in.
We need to put him
into protective custody.
- Not possible.
- Why not? Where is he?
I can't say.
This is ridiculous.
Now, listen to me,
Agent Dunham.
I can't say
because I don't know.
I haven't seen
William Bell for months.
He's been
communicating with me,
strictly electronically.
But what I do know,
though...
is speaking
with William Bell
has become more than
a professional matter for you.
In fact,
I'm counting on that.
Stop Jones...
And I will personally
arrange a meeting
between
you and Bell.
But if Jones
gets to Bell first,
I'm afraid all the answers
you're searching for...
die with him.
What did Jones
want from you?
What did he do to you
in the elevator?
He stole a very powerful...
energy cell
that Dr. Bell
hid within my arm.
What can he do
with it?
Unfortunately,
the question is...
What can't he do?
Oh my God!
- Ah!
- What is that?
Coordinate tracking
is complete, sir.
You can
increase sonic frequency.
It's locked in.
Stabilize, damn it.
The coordinates
are separating, sir.
It's not working,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWOip86q3Mo
they're still separating.
We're losing it.
We can't
hold it open.
It's too thick here.
These are
the wrong coordinates.
Try again, please.
S01E20:
There's More Than One of Everything
Do you recognize this?
How did you get that?
This coin looks similar
to the one you're thinking of.
But it is
from another place.
There is more than one
of everything.
I have said
too much,
I am not supposed
to get involved.
I have taken you
as far as I can.
Does this house
look familiar to you?
Yes.
Do you remember
what you have to find?
You must
try to remember.
There isn't much time.
Agent Astrid Farnsworth?
I'd like you
to meet Nina Sharp.
Hello.
Uh...
How are you feeling?
The extent of my injuries
was greatly exaggerated.
We wanted to ask you
a few questions
about Dr. Bishop.
Okay.
Has he been acting
strange lately?
Walter acting strange,
um...
No stranger than usual.
And did he speak
to anyone,
or has anyone
recently contacted him
that you've
never heard of before?
No.
Should I be concerned?
Should she be?
Peter, hello.
Ms. Sharp.
So what's going on here?
Agent Dunham told you
about the attack
by David Robert Jones?
Yeah.
Jones is
in possession
of something
your father may...
know something about.
When was the last time
either of you saw Dr. Bishop?
It was last night.
Why?
You think Jones
has something to do
with his disappearance?
Dr. Bishop gets lost,
more often
than you would imagine.
I'm sure you're right.
This is Broyles.
It's me, I need
a priority one grid search.
Target is
Walter Bishop.
What the hell happened?
Where's the other half
of the truck?
Suddenly,
there was this...
shimmer,
like a...
a curtain almost,
or a window.
My colleague said
you saw a man with a machine.
Well,
what did it look like?
The man was holding, like,
this black square.
Like it was
scanning something.
This truck, it just--
just came out of nowhere.
It just appeared
like it came through the window,
and what was on the other side
of it was different.
It was emitting this sound,
like a loud noise.
It didn't look
like it was doing
anything, but, um...
It did.
Do you remember
what he looked like?
No, he was
wearing a mask.
Are--Are you sure it was a mask
and not bandages?
Yeah,
more like bandages.
Take a look at this.
This image of your father
was taken three hours ago.
Near East Douglas
and Grafton.
Massive Dynamic
maintains access
to all the cameras
we manufacture.
This...
security footage
was from the local
commuter train station.
I think I'm starting
to understand a little better.
This is near a beach house
that we own.
Walter used to love it up there
'cause it's quiet.
My father has had
a particularly rough
couple of days.
I'm not sure that
everything's making sense
to him right now.
We have agents
canvassing the area.
If you give us
the address--
Actually,
if you don't mind...
I'd rather go up there
and bring him back myself.
I think that's
for the best right now.
Of course.
Thanks.
Agent Francis...
The driver died
on impact.
Blunt force trauma
to the head.
That's what we got
so far.
- You sure this is right?
- Yeah.
What?
The prints aren't
coming back on the driver,
the, uh,
the truck isn't registered
in New York,
or anywhere else.
The VIN number,
the serial part numbers...
They don't exist.
What does that mean?
This truck
was never made.
How is that possible?
Where the hell
did it come from?
Walter?
Walter?
Hello, Peter.
Walter,
what are you doing here?
You had us worried.
I'm looking for
something.
I think it...
It might be in this house.
And it's very important.
Okay.
What are you
looking for?
I just can't recall,
son.
That's the thing.
You're not telling us
everything.
If Jones
is looking for Bell,
then what does
an energy cell and a truck
coming from nowhere
have to do with it?
Well, nothing comes out
of nowhere, Agent Dunham.
Then where does
it come from?
I think
you already know that.
And I think you already
suspect where William Bell is.
Are you saying
that you know where Bell is?
Stop playing games
with me.
Tell me where he is,
or I assure you
I will turn this world over
looking for him.
Well, that's just the problem,
Agent Dunham.
William Bell
is not in this world.
You're saying that
William Bell
disappeared
into a different universe?
Like
Dorothy going to Oz?
Well, Walter calls it
an alternate reality.
Do you understand?
Not remotely.
You're saying
that William Bell...
is not
on this planet.
No, he is.
Just another version
of this planet.
Have you had
déjà vu?
Living a moment
you've already lived before?
Yes.
What does déjà vu have to do
with where Bell is?
Well, déjà vu is like
a glimpse into the other side.
You feel like
you've been somewhere before
because actually,
in another reality, you have.
But déjà vu
is just a window.
It's possible some individuals
may be able to do more
than just see
into the other world.
They may
be able to travel there.
So the incident
on the street--
That's why
we can't identify the truck.
Because it came from
the other side.
That's what Jones
is using the energy cell for.
He's trying
to cross over,
to get to Bell.
Broyles.
Dunham.
It's Francis.
Where?
Walter, just--
Just calm down.
Yes, Peter.
I started something
a long time ago,
I did--I did,
it's the truth, I did.
Walter.
And I have
to finish it.
Walter!
- Walter.
- No.
- Damn it.
- I need you to
take a breath
and calm down.
It was
the penthouse.
Walter.
I need you
to take a deep breath.
I can't find it.
I don't know where to look.
I don't know
where to look...
Damn it.
I don't know
where to look.
Walter, Walter,
where are you g--
Walter!
Where are you going?
Walter, look,
it's getting late.
We need
to head back.
No, not yet.
You know,
I remember when we used
to come down here
during the summers.
Mom and I.
You were always
still working back in the city.
I'd stand out here
on the beach for hours...
Looking at the ocean.
Used to seem
like it went on forever.
And on Saturdays...
I'd always wake up
just before my alarm.
I could smell
the pancakes...
Which meant
that you were here.
I'd creep down
the stairs...
And there'd you be.
Standing over the stove,
flipping pancakes.
You seemed so big
back then.
I'd just stand there
watching you.
And you'd always...
- flip one of the pancakes.
- Whales.
I made them
in the shape of whales.
They were your favorite!
Yes.
Peter,
I remember.
Thank you.
I know
why I'm here.
I know where it is.
Okay, so tell me
exactly what you saw.
I was standing there
by the field.
Lance went back,
you know, to get the ball.
That's
when I saw it.
It's like a
see-through wall appeared.
It sort of
shimmered,
like a heat wave,
you know?
Like something was there,
but it wasn't.
What do you mean
it was there and it wasn't?
It was
like a window,
but warped.
Then it shut.
Thank you.
Hey.
Okay.
So him and his friend
are playing soccer.
The kid's running
with the ball,
when all of a sudden,
they see this shimmer of light.
The kid
hits the shimmer,
and then he just,
sort of collapses.
- And did anyone see Jones?
- No.
But there's
a bit more to go.
- Go ahead.
- Okay.
How does something
like that happen?
I can't believe
I'm gonna be saying this.
Let's assume
that Jones is trying to...
make this doorway
into another universe.
Why here?
I mean, first New York,
now here.
What do they have
in common?
Hey Chad,
what you got?
Third floor says
they can't find a connection
between the incident
in New York and the
- one on the soccer field.
- Yeah, I know.
I know.
Look, I want you
to go through our database,
and cross-reference
any incidents connected
to science, biology,
or unexplained phenomenon
and have the file
sent to my office, please.
Dating back how far?
All of them.
Uh, just put them
down there, thank you.
You can roll
that one into the corner.
Sir, we need
to call Nina Sharp.
I think that
I found a connection between
what Jones did
in New York
and that park
in Providence.
Walter, tell me
what you're looking for.
Here.
I got it.
Oh!
It's still here.
I was beginning
to be afraid--
Here.
This is
why we're here.
It's locked.
This is a record
of all local incidents
related
to the Pattern.
Some of these
go back more than 20 years.
But we've done this ourselves
at Massive Dynamic.
A dozen
of our top analysts
have spent the better part
of two years--
Yeah, and there's
seemingly no obvious logic
or predictability.
It took me a while
to see it myself.
But...
These are the spots
where Jones used his device.
Now look at this.
That can't be
a coincidence.
So what does it mean?
I think
I may know.
Got it.
What exactly is that?
When Belly and I
were younger men,
we regularly ingested
large quantities of LSD.
You don't say?
We became convinced
what we saw
while on the drug
was real.
We believed
that we were
catching glimpses
of another reality.
Another world
just like ours...
But slightly different,
Populated by slightly
different versions of ourselves.
We all experience it
momentarily as déjà vu.
And Belly and I could prolong it
with hallucinogenics.
But the question
of course was:
How to get there
without LSD?
Belly, as you know,
theorized that young children
have the capacity to see
these other worlds naturally.
I know, you already
told me about that.
Bell's experiments
with Cortexiphan.
Yes.
He theorized
that properly nurtured,
these abilities
could be heightened,
intensified,
and that in time,
his subjects may be able
may be able to travel
from here to there.
Over there?
You mean
an alternate world?
Around this time,
something was lost
to me, Peter.
Something precious.
I became convinced that
if only I could cross over myself,
then I could take from there
what I had lost here.
And what was
the plan?
You were just gonna
open up a hole
and then walk over
to the other side?
No...
It's not that simple.
You have to find
the right place first.
Finding the right place
to cross over
is the key.
Dr. Bell once posited
that our world has "soft spots,"
places where the fundamental
constants of nature--
The speed of light,
gravity,
The mass of a proton,
for example,
have begun
to decay.
As a result,
in these particular areas,
the membrane between
the realities is thinner,
almost porous.
Well, the Bermuda Triangle
is one,
but there are others.
And until recently,
these areas
were extremely rare.
What do you mean
"until recently"?
What happened?
We happened,
Agent Dunham.
Scientific progress,
advancing technologies.
By meddling
with the laws of nature,
has hastened the decay
of these constant fundamentals
and increased
the number of soft spots.
So you're suggesting
Jones is looking
for one of these
soft spots.
Yes.
In the belief that by releasing
the right kind of energy,
and aiming it exactly
at the proper spot,
he could effectively
break through.
Of course,
there's a problem
opening a hole
to another reality.
In theory, that would
also allow things from there
to pass over here,
which could be
dangerous.
And so,
I also built a plug.
A plug?
Actually,
more a patch
to close the hole
should the need ever arise.
This is that patch,
Peter.
This is
what I had to find.
Okay,
just so I'm clear.
Somewhere out there, there is
a hole to another reality,
and you need
to plug it?
Yes,
I'm afraid so.
Well, do you know
where it is?
Yes.
Yes,
I do, Peter.
Reiden.
Reiden Lake.
We have to identify
another soft spot,
then we'll know
where he's going.
We should expand
the search perimeters.
Did you map events
beyond the eastern seaboard?
No,
they're not in our database.
I'll call my office
and have the files
transferred to your system.
Which of these events
are the oldest?
Do you remember?
I mean,
these events are somehow
consequences
of soft spots--
Well...
These are
the first recorded incidents.
They all go back
more than 15 years.
Becca's Meadow...
That was the site
of the first incident
we know about.
Wait...
All of these incidents
point to here.
That's where
he's going.
Reiden Lake.
Get all the gear,
get set up.
Come on, men.
We're going
to the other side.
It's just
the other side of the lake.
The place where
I opened the hole.
That's awfully
convenient.
Not convenient
at all.
That's why I bought
the beach house
in the first place.
The proximity.
Come on, Peter.
Can't you go faster?
We may not have
much time.
After all
these years,
what's going to happen
if we're not on time?
I don't know!
But my friend came
and he said we must.
He only comes when
it's of dire consequence.
And what friend
would that be?
The bald one.
You mean the one that
Olivia calls 'The Observer'?
Yes.
The man who attacked me
in the woods.
He must've
had a very good reason.
I'm sure he didn't mean you
any harm.
What else aren't
you telling me, Walter?
Lots,
I'm sure,
but none of it
is relevant.
Can't--it's been so long.
This all looks the same.
Oh...
Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter.
Peter!
Stop it!
Stop!
Okay.
Now what?
That thing's not going
to blow up, is it?
I certainly
hope not.
What?
You may not
remember this.
When you were
a boy,
- you were very sick, dying.
- Walter.
And sometimes,
you got scared.
And to calm yourself,
to forget what you were
going through,
you took
to collecting coins.
This one...
This was
your favorite.
You're right.
I don't remember
any of that.
I do.
Walter!
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Easy, easy.
- Take it easy.
- Hey, they're with me.
- Easy, easy.
- It's okay.
Agent Dunham...
H-How did you know
where we were?
What are you
doing here?
We're trying to plug a hole
in the universe.
What are you
doing here?
- Apparently the same thing.
- But how did you--
Oh no.
What is that?
Dr. Bishop,
stay down.
Keep going please.
Don't stop what you're doing.
Hold them off
as long as you can.
Olivia,
I'll cover you.
Walter!
Hey, Walter, stay here.
They'll need this
to close the portal,
to prevent him
from going over.
Give it to me.
I'll do it.
- Give it to me!
- Okay.
All right.
It's simple,
a child could do it.
You just twist this.
What's the status?
Coordinates
are coming into place, sir.
We're almost there,
sir.
Jones?
Don't move.
Manifold is stable.
Don't move.
Stop!
Don't move.
Beautiful,
isn't it?
You'll understand
if this reunion is brief.
If you take one more step,
I'll shoot.
Goodbye,
Agent Dunham.
Don't!
The teleporter...
It may be killing me,
but in the meantime,
It's made me something
rather special.
You see, your bullets
just go right through me.
And soon Dr. Bell will see
just how special I am.
- Stop!
- Dunham!
Hey.
Hey.
Under normal circumstances,
I would ask you
when I could expect
your report.
But in this case, I find myself
at a bit of a loss.
How is Nina?
She's doing fine.
She wanted me
to convey her gratitude.
What?
We've been told
to cease and desist
our investigation
into William Bell.
By whom?
The kind of people that
when they give you an order,
you don't question it.
I'm sorry.
Dr. Bishop...
Good news.
I got you
some berry boom.
Hey.
What's wrong?
"I'm stepping out
for a bit.
Don't worry about me, son.
I know where I'm going."
You want me
to call the police?
No.
That is the first time
he's ever written a note.
I think our little boy
is growing up.
Hello?
Agent Dunham,
it's Nina Sharp.
You held up
your end of the bargain.
Now,
I'd like to hold up mine.
Would you mind coming
to Manhattan tomorrow?
Sure.
Do you know the Mutsumi Hotel
on Broadway?
Yes.
Great.
Tomorrow it is, then.
I hope you understand
why I can't go through channels.
And I appreciate it
if you didn't tell anyone
about this either.
I don't mean
to sound overly cautious,
but I think
you'll soon understand
why we'll want
to keep this between us.
Let's say 1:00?
Come alone.
I'll answer
any questions you have.
No,
thank you.
Uh, Nina Sharp?
Olivia Dunham.
Uh, no, I don't want
to leave a message.
She's expecting
my call.
What do you mean
she's out of the country?
Agent Dunham,
welcome.
Right this way.
Go right in.
I've been waiting
quite a long time for this.
Where am I?
Who are you?
The answer
to your first question is--
It's very complicated.
The answer
to your second...
I'm William Bell.
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possible hemothorax.
BP is dropping 80 over 50.
Pulse 120.
Breath sounds?
Decreased on the left side,
labored but stable.
Get me a chest scan.
Doctor...
There's something else.
Sir, I just heard
about Nina Sharp.
Do we know
who shot her?
Trying to
figure that out.
The security guard and doorman
in the lobby are dead.
No I.D. on the gunman.
- Well, is she gonna be--
- Too early to say.
Sir.
No official statement
from Massive Dynamic,
- or William Bell.
- Thanks.
That's no surprise.
If they say the C.O.O. was shot,
their stock will take a hit.
Hey Liv,
security footage just came in.
We had video tech assemble
the three video cameras.
They shoot
the night guy...
They replace him.
Then this guy comes in
and they all head upstairs.
Evening.
Nina Sharp comes in
six minutes later.
Then it goes black
for four minutes.
What did
he do to her?
Whatever it was...
It only took them
four minutes.
Who is he?
Can we enhance
what he said?
Sure.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Run it
through voice recognition.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
Take out the camera.
We can do it here.
David Robert Jones.
Why is he
wearing bandages
and the others
are wearing masks?
Not easy to walk around
when you're on half
the world's watch list.
Maybe he's recently tried
to change his appearance.
But all
our information suggests
that Jones
is working for Bell.
So why shoot
his number two?
It doesn't make any sense.
Maybe our information
is wrong.
Why don't we go
straight to the source
and bring William Bell
in for questioning now?
At this point,
I don't think that--
We have solid intelligence
that William Bell
is funding these horrific events
that we've seen.
Most of which
have been carried out by Jones.
- I'm not--
- At this point,
I don't care
how powerful William Bell is
or how deep
his political connections go,
he is not
above the law.
- Dunham--
- Sir, with all due respect,
I have too much in this,
professionally and personally,
that if you stand
in the way now, I--
Dunham!
I came in here to begin
making the calls
I'm going
to need to make in order
to get the interview
that we both agree is necessary.
And I would also request
that you stop cutting me off
every time
I'm about to tell you
to stop drilling,
you've struck oil,
as I was going to do when
we first came through that door.
This is Broyles.
Nina Sharp
is out of surgery.
Hey.
Hey.
Where's Walter?
- With you?
- Uh-uh.
I went to check on him
this morning,
his bed wasn't even
slept in.
I thought he'd worked
here all night.
I thought he went home
with you last night.
Hey, uh,
I need to talk to Walter.
Is he here?
Yeah,
take a number.
I'm gonna
check the cafeteria,
see if he slept
there again.
Okay.
You don't look
so good.
David Robert Jones
shot Nina Sharp.
I wanted to see if--
Hi--Hi, uh,
it's Peter Bishop calling.
I was wondering
if you
maybe have an eye
on my father?
He wandered off again.
Yeah.
Look,
can you do me a favor?
Could you go check down
in the marine biology lab?
He--He sometimes spends
the night down there,
cleaning out the tanks
with Mrs. Ericson.
No, I'll wait--I'll wait.
Thank you.
Do you think he left
because of what I said?
You mean because
of what he is referring to
as "the assault
in the pastry shop?"
I don't know,
it's hard to say.
It was
about Cortexiphan...
Bell's trials.
I wanted to see if Walter
knew what Bell did to me.
I know,
he told me.
You caught him
off-guard.
And I understand
you had your reasons
to saying what it is
that you had to say.
And I know
he understands that too.
He's not there.
No one's seen him.
Hello.
No luck, huh?
Okay, well thanks
for your help.
Peter...
I--I'm sorry
that I was so hard on him.
Look,
don't worry about it.
He's probably
back at the hotel right now,
working his way to the bottom
of a pint of Rocky Road.
I think
to repair that one
requires
a special skill set.
Phillip.
You've been shot.
We discovered
it was Jones.
You're lucky.
Not too many gunshot victims
have come through this way
have Kevlar parts
in their rib cage.
You'll be up and about
in no time.
What did he want,
Nina?
What did he do
to your arm?
Get me
Agent Dunham.
I need to speak with her
right away.
Agent Dunham.
Specialist
from Massive Dynamic.
I'll be right with you,
Agent Dunham.
Let's just say this treatment
doesn't fall under an HMO.
No.
William Bell
is not the problem,
and he's certainly
not the head
of any
terrorist organization.
Well,
I'll make that judgment.
Thank you.
Well, it's true
Jones used to work
for William Bell
In fact, he was
one of our first employees
at Massive Dynamic.
- But he was let go.
- Why?
The details
are not important.
Suffice to say...
that Jones felt
spurned by the rejection.
William was
a father figure to him,
a respected mentor.
I would go as far as to say that
all the death and destruction
that Jones has caused
up until this point...
has been a way of
proving something to William.
To prove what?
Jones always felt
that he was special
and that
no one recognized that.
Certainly,
not William.
So before the shooting,
when was the last time
you saw David Jones?
Oh, I haven't seen him
for years.
But after
he broke out of prison,
he was contacting
our offices,
requesting meetings
with Dr. Bell.
Over the past few weeks,
his calls have become...
rather extreme.
You've been in contact
with a known felon?
It was
an internal matter.
Clearly, we thought
we could manage this
better than we did.
Apparently,
Jones is ill,
dying from the teleportation
from his prison break.
Nina believes
Jones' agenda is
to kill William Bell
when he finds him.
Then Bell
needs to come in.
We need to put him
into protective custody.
- Not possible.
- Why not? Where is he?
I can't say.
This is ridiculous.
Now, listen to me,
Agent Dunham.
I can't say
because I don't know.
I haven't seen
William Bell for months.
He's been
communicating with me,
strictly electronically.
But what I do know,
though...
is speaking
with William Bell
has become more than
a professional matter for you.
In fact,
I'm counting on that.
Stop Jones...
And I will personally
arrange a meeting
between
you and Bell.
But if Jones
gets to Bell first,
I'm afraid all the answers
you're searching for...
die with him.
What did Jones
want from you?
What did he do to you
in the elevator?
He stole a very powerful...
energy cell
that Dr. Bell
hid within my arm.
What can he do
with it?
Unfortunately,
the question is...
What can't he do?
Oh my God!
- Ah!
- What is that?
Coordinate tracking
is complete, sir.
You can
increase sonic frequency.
It's locked in.
Stabilize, damn it.
The coordinates
are separating, sir.
It's not working,
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWOip86q3Mo
they're still separating.
We're losing it.
We can't
hold it open.
It's too thick here.
These are
the wrong coordinates.
Try again, please.
S01E20:
There's More Than One of Everything
Do you recognize this?
How did you get that?
This coin looks similar
to the one you're thinking of.
But it is
from another place.
There is more than one
of everything.
I have said
too much,
I am not supposed
to get involved.
I have taken you
as far as I can.
Does this house
look familiar to you?
Yes.
Do you remember
what you have to find?
You must
try to remember.
There isn't much time.
Agent Astrid Farnsworth?
I'd like you
to meet Nina Sharp.
Hello.
Uh...
How are you feeling?
The extent of my injuries
was greatly exaggerated.
We wanted to ask you
a few questions
about Dr. Bishop.
Okay.
Has he been acting
strange lately?
Walter acting strange,
um...
No stranger than usual.
And did he speak
to anyone,
or has anyone
recently contacted him
that you've
never heard of before?
No.
Should I be concerned?
Should she be?
Peter, hello.
Ms. Sharp.
So what's going on here?
Agent Dunham told you
about the attack
by David Robert Jones?
Yeah.
Jones is
in possession
of something
your father may...
know something about.
When was the last time
either of you saw Dr. Bishop?
It was last night.
Why?
You think Jones
has something to do
with his disappearance?
Dr. Bishop gets lost,
more often
than you would imagine.
I'm sure you're right.
This is Broyles.
It's me, I need
a priority one grid search.
Target is
Walter Bishop.
What the hell happened?
Where's the other half
of the truck?
Suddenly,
there was this...
shimmer,
like a...
a curtain almost,
or a window.
My colleague said
you saw a man with a machine.
Well,
what did it look like?
The man was holding, like,
this black square.
Like it was
scanning something.
This truck, it just--
just came out of nowhere.
It just appeared
like it came through the window,
and what was on the other side
of it was different.
It was emitting this sound,
like a loud noise.
It didn't look
like it was doing
anything, but, um...
It did.
Do you remember
what he looked like?
No, he was
wearing a mask.
Are--Are you sure it was a mask
and not bandages?
Yeah,
more like bandages.
Take a look at this.
This image of your father
was taken three hours ago.
Near East Douglas
and Grafton.
Massive Dynamic
maintains access
to all the cameras
we manufacture.
This...
security footage
was from the local
commuter train station.
I think I'm starting
to understand a little better.
This is near a beach house
that we own.
Walter used to love it up there
'cause it's quiet.
My father has had
a particularly rough
couple of days.
I'm not sure that
everything's making sense
to him right now.
We have agents
canvassing the area.
If you give us
the address--
Actually,
if you don't mind...
I'd rather go up there
and bring him back myself.
I think that's
for the best right now.
Of course.
Thanks.
Agent Francis...
The driver died
on impact.
Blunt force trauma
to the head.
That's what we got
so far.
- You sure this is right?
- Yeah.
What?
The prints aren't
coming back on the driver,
the, uh,
the truck isn't registered
in New York,
or anywhere else.
The VIN number,
the serial part numbers...
They don't exist.
What does that mean?
This truck
was never made.
How is that possible?
Where the hell
did it come from?
Walter?
Walter?
Hello, Peter.
Walter,
what are you doing here?
You had us worried.
I'm looking for
something.
I think it...
It might be in this house.
And it's very important.
Okay.
What are you
looking for?
I just can't recall,
son.
That's the thing.
You're not telling us
everything.
If Jones
is looking for Bell,
then what does
an energy cell and a truck
coming from nowhere
have to do with it?
Well, nothing comes out
of nowhere, Agent Dunham.
Then where does
it come from?
I think
you already know that.
And I think you already
suspect where William Bell is.
Are you saying
that you know where Bell is?
Stop playing games
with me.
Tell me where he is,
or I assure you
I will turn this world over
looking for him.
Well, that's just the problem,
Agent Dunham.
William Bell
is not in this world.
You're saying that
William Bell
disappeared
into a different universe?
Like
Dorothy going to Oz?
Well, Walter calls it
an alternate reality.
Do you understand?
Not remotely.
You're saying
that William Bell...
is not
on this planet.
No, he is.
Just another version
of this planet.
Have you had
déjà vu?
Living a moment
you've already lived before?
Yes.
What does déjà vu have to do
with where Bell is?
Well, déjà vu is like
a glimpse into the other side.
You feel like
you've been somewhere before
because actually,
in another reality, you have.
But déjà vu
is just a window.
It's possible some individuals
may be able to do more
than just see
into the other world.
They may
be able to travel there.
So the incident
on the street--
That's why
we can't identify the truck.
Because it came from
the other side.
That's what Jones
is using the energy cell for.
He's trying
to cross over,
to get to Bell.
Broyles.
Dunham.
It's Francis.
Where?
Walter, just--
Just calm down.
Yes, Peter.
I started something
a long time ago,
I did--I did,
it's the truth, I did.
Walter.
And I have
to finish it.
Walter!
- Walter.
- No.
- Damn it.
- I need you to
take a breath
and calm down.
It was
the penthouse.
Walter.
I need you
to take a deep breath.
I can't find it.
I don't know where to look.
I don't know
where to look...
Damn it.
I don't know
where to look.
Walter, Walter,
where are you g--
Walter!
Where are you going?
Walter, look,
it's getting late.
We need
to head back.
No, not yet.
You know,
I remember when we used
to come down here
during the summers.
Mom and I.
You were always
still working back in the city.
I'd stand out here
on the beach for hours...
Looking at the ocean.
Used to seem
like it went on forever.
And on Saturdays...
I'd always wake up
just before my alarm.
I could smell
the pancakes...
Which meant
that you were here.
I'd creep down
the stairs...
And there'd you be.
Standing over the stove,
flipping pancakes.
You seemed so big
back then.
I'd just stand there
watching you.
And you'd always...
- flip one of the pancakes.
- Whales.
I made them
in the shape of whales.
They were your favorite!
Yes.
Peter,
I remember.
Thank you.
I know
why I'm here.
I know where it is.
Okay, so tell me
exactly what you saw.
I was standing there
by the field.
Lance went back,
you know, to get the ball.
That's
when I saw it.
It's like a
see-through wall appeared.
It sort of
shimmered,
like a heat wave,
you know?
Like something was there,
but it wasn't.
What do you mean
it was there and it wasn't?
It was
like a window,
but warped.
Then it shut.
Thank you.
Hey.
Okay.
So him and his friend
are playing soccer.
The kid's running
with the ball,
when all of a sudden,
they see this shimmer of light.
The kid
hits the shimmer,
and then he just,
sort of collapses.
- And did anyone see Jones?
- No.
But there's
a bit more to go.
- Go ahead.
- Okay.
How does something
like that happen?
I can't believe
I'm gonna be saying this.
Let's assume
that Jones is trying to...
make this doorway
into another universe.
Why here?
I mean, first New York,
now here.
What do they have
in common?
Hey Chad,
what you got?
Third floor says
they can't find a connection
between the incident
in New York and the
- one on the soccer field.
- Yeah, I know.
I know.
Look, I want you
to go through our database,
and cross-reference
any incidents connected
to science, biology,
or unexplained phenomenon
and have the file
sent to my office, please.
Dating back how far?
All of them.
Uh, just put them
down there, thank you.
You can roll
that one into the corner.
Sir, we need
to call Nina Sharp.
I think that
I found a connection between
what Jones did
in New York
and that park
in Providence.
Walter, tell me
what you're looking for.
Here.
I got it.
Oh!
It's still here.
I was beginning
to be afraid--
Here.
This is
why we're here.
It's locked.
This is a record
of all local incidents
related
to the Pattern.
Some of these
go back more than 20 years.
But we've done this ourselves
at Massive Dynamic.
A dozen
of our top analysts
have spent the better part
of two years--
Yeah, and there's
seemingly no obvious logic
or predictability.
It took me a while
to see it myself.
But...
These are the spots
where Jones used his device.
Now look at this.
That can't be
a coincidence.
So what does it mean?
I think
I may know.
Got it.
What exactly is that?
When Belly and I
were younger men,
we regularly ingested
large quantities of LSD.
You don't say?
We became convinced
what we saw
while on the drug
was real.
We believed
that we were
catching glimpses
of another reality.
Another world
just like ours...
But slightly different,
Populated by slightly
different versions of ourselves.
We all experience it
momentarily as déjà vu.
And Belly and I could prolong it
with hallucinogenics.
But the question
of course was:
How to get there
without LSD?
Belly, as you know,
theorized that young children
have the capacity to see
these other worlds naturally.
I know, you already
told me about that.
Bell's experiments
with Cortexiphan.
Yes.
He theorized
that properly nurtured,
these abilities
could be heightened,
intensified,
and that in time,
his subjects may be able
may be able to travel
from here to there.
Over there?
You mean
an alternate world?
Around this time,
something was lost
to me, Peter.
Something precious.
I became convinced that
if only I could cross over myself,
then I could take from there
what I had lost here.
And what was
the plan?
You were just gonna
open up a hole
and then walk over
to the other side?
No...
It's not that simple.
You have to find
the right place first.
Finding the right place
to cross over
is the key.
Dr. Bell once posited
that our world has "soft spots,"
places where the fundamental
constants of nature--
The speed of light,
gravity,
The mass of a proton,
for example,
have begun
to decay.
As a result,
in these particular areas,
the membrane between
the realities is thinner,
almost porous.
Well, the Bermuda Triangle
is one,
but there are others.
And until recently,
these areas
were extremely rare.
What do you mean
"until recently"?
What happened?
We happened,
Agent Dunham.
Scientific progress,
advancing technologies.
By meddling
with the laws of nature,
has hastened the decay
of these constant fundamentals
and increased
the number of soft spots.
So you're suggesting
Jones is looking
for one of these
soft spots.
Yes.
In the belief that by releasing
the right kind of energy,
and aiming it exactly
at the proper spot,
he could effectively
break through.
Of course,
there's a problem
opening a hole
to another reality.
In theory, that would
also allow things from there
to pass over here,
which could be
dangerous.
And so,
I also built a plug.
A plug?
Actually,
more a patch
to close the hole
should the need ever arise.
This is that patch,
Peter.
This is
what I had to find.
Okay,
just so I'm clear.
Somewhere out there, there is
a hole to another reality,
and you need
to plug it?
Yes,
I'm afraid so.
Well, do you know
where it is?
Yes.
Yes,
I do, Peter.
Reiden.
Reiden Lake.
We have to identify
another soft spot,
then we'll know
where he's going.
We should expand
the search perimeters.
Did you map events
beyond the eastern seaboard?
No,
they're not in our database.
I'll call my office
and have the files
transferred to your system.
Which of these events
are the oldest?
Do you remember?
I mean,
these events are somehow
consequences
of soft spots--
Well...
These are
the first recorded incidents.
They all go back
more than 15 years.
Becca's Meadow...
That was the site
of the first incident
we know about.
Wait...
All of these incidents
point to here.
That's where
he's going.
Reiden Lake.
Get all the gear,
get set up.
Come on, men.
We're going
to the other side.
It's just
the other side of the lake.
The place where
I opened the hole.
That's awfully
convenient.
Not convenient
at all.
That's why I bought
the beach house
in the first place.
The proximity.
Come on, Peter.
Can't you go faster?
We may not have
much time.
After all
these years,
what's going to happen
if we're not on time?
I don't know!
But my friend came
and he said we must.
He only comes when
it's of dire consequence.
And what friend
would that be?
The bald one.
You mean the one that
Olivia calls 'The Observer'?
Yes.
The man who attacked me
in the woods.
He must've
had a very good reason.
I'm sure he didn't mean you
any harm.
What else aren't
you telling me, Walter?
Lots,
I'm sure,
but none of it
is relevant.
Can't--it's been so long.
This all looks the same.
Oh...
Peter, Peter, Peter, Peter.
Peter!
Stop it!
Stop!
Okay.
Now what?
That thing's not going
to blow up, is it?
I certainly
hope not.
What?
You may not
remember this.
When you were
a boy,
- you were very sick, dying.
- Walter.
And sometimes,
you got scared.
And to calm yourself,
to forget what you were
going through,
you took
to collecting coins.
This one...
This was
your favorite.
You're right.
I don't remember
any of that.
I do.
Walter!
- It's okay, it's okay.
- Easy, easy.
- Take it easy.
- Hey, they're with me.
- Easy, easy.
- It's okay.
Agent Dunham...
H-How did you know
where we were?
What are you
doing here?
We're trying to plug a hole
in the universe.
What are you
doing here?
- Apparently the same thing.
- But how did you--
Oh no.
What is that?
Dr. Bishop,
stay down.
Keep going please.
Don't stop what you're doing.
Hold them off
as long as you can.
Olivia,
I'll cover you.
Walter!
Hey, Walter, stay here.
They'll need this
to close the portal,
to prevent him
from going over.
Give it to me.
I'll do it.
- Give it to me!
- Okay.
All right.
It's simple,
a child could do it.
You just twist this.
What's the status?
Coordinates
are coming into place, sir.
We're almost there,
sir.
Jones?
Don't move.
Manifold is stable.
Don't move.
Stop!
Don't move.
Beautiful,
isn't it?
You'll understand
if this reunion is brief.
If you take one more step,
I'll shoot.
Goodbye,
Agent Dunham.
Don't!
The teleporter...
It may be killing me,
but in the meantime,
It's made me something
rather special.
You see, your bullets
just go right through me.
And soon Dr. Bell will see
just how special I am.
- Stop!
- Dunham!
Hey.
Hey.
Under normal circumstances,
I would ask you
when I could expect
your report.
But in this case, I find myself
at a bit of a loss.
How is Nina?
She's doing fine.
She wanted me
to convey her gratitude.
What?
We've been told
to cease and desist
our investigation
into William Bell.
By whom?
The kind of people that
when they give you an order,
you don't question it.
I'm sorry.
Dr. Bishop...
Good news.
I got you
some berry boom.
Hey.
What's wrong?
"I'm stepping out
for a bit.
Don't worry about me, son.
I know where I'm going."
You want me
to call the police?
No.
That is the first time
he's ever written a note.
I think our little boy
is growing up.
Hello?
Agent Dunham,
it's Nina Sharp.
You held up
your end of the bargain.
Now,
I'd like to hold up mine.
Would you mind coming
to Manhattan tomorrow?
Sure.
Do you know the Mutsumi Hotel
on Broadway?
Yes.
Great.
Tomorrow it is, then.
I hope you understand
why I can't go through channels.
And I appreciate it
if you didn't tell anyone
about this either.
I don't mean
to sound overly cautious,
but I think
you'll soon understand
why we'll want
to keep this between us.
Let's say 1:00?
Come alone.
I'll answer
any questions you have.
No,
thank you.
Uh, Nina Sharp?
Olivia Dunham.
Uh, no, I don't want
to leave a message.
She's expecting
my call.
What do you mean
she's out of the country?
Agent Dunham,
welcome.
Right this way.
Go right in.
I've been waiting
quite a long time for this.
Where am I?
Who are you?
The answer
to your first question is--
It's very complicated.
The answer
to your second...
I'm William Bell.
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