Walter,
what are you doing?
I'm dosing a caterpillar.
Dosing, as in LSD?
Well, it's a special blend.
I see.
- Hey, guess what just happened.
- Hmm?
Finding out that my
father's giving drugs to bugs...
Somehow just became a
typical moment in my life.
It's wonderful, isn't it?
Hey, have you heard
from Olivia this morning?
No, why? What's up?
She's missing.
Who are you?
What do you want?
This won't take long.
I'm sure you say
that to all the girls.
Turn her over.
Listen up!
One of our own has been abducted.
The vehicle of Agent Olivia Dunham was found
abandoned on Graniteville Road in Westford
three miles northeast of Little Hill.
I want everyone doing everything,
surveillance cameras checked,
local officers and agents questioned,
anyone who might have seen anything.
P.D., D.W.P, A.W.A--
I don't care what acronym it is.
You get 'em, you talk to 'em,
and you find Dunham.
For those of you new to this office,
this is Agent Charlie Francis.
He's my second in command.
You got anything,
you come to me or him.
Try not to move.
Sir, did it work?
I hope so.
Get my car ready.
I'm going back to the office.
Yes, sir.
Can I please have some water?
If you're going to kill me,
Then can I please
have some water?
Please.
I need to...
I need to sit up.
Please.
Oh, thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
And pull agents from Albany,
Mr. Clark,
and get them to Boston,
or do I need to remind you
how I started this conversation?
I have a Sanford Harris,
line six.
Just get it done.
Sanford.
Listen, we, uh...
We're having
something of a crisis here.
Yeah, well, your crisis
is why I'm calling.
Look, Phillip, we go back too far.
I say something diplomatic,
you'll see through it
Before the end of my sentence.
You're calling about Olivia Dunham?
I'm calling about Fringe division.
Internal affairs is sending me in
to do a full review of your office,
make sure things are
running as they should.
I just wanted you to hear it from me.
This is Agent Dunham.
I need to speak to Broyles.
What the hell happened to you?
I'm in Watertown.
There was a building
that we need to raid.
I need agents, maybe 20.
Have them meet me in 30 minutes
at the end of Talcott Street.
Are you okay?
Not yet, I'm not.
The building I was being
held at is two miles...
Hands behind your head
and drop to the floor!
- Where's Broyles?
- Do it!
What's going on here?
Freeze right there!
Quite a day, Agent Dunham.
You're in Boston Hospital.
You probably didn't think
you'd see me again so soon.
Don't take this the
wrong way, Mr. Harris,
but, uh, I don't think
about you all too often.
Really?
Well, you must get some satisfaction
from what you did to me.
My conviction wasn't a
point of pride for you?
Why am I cuffed to the bed?
Because this is the kind of
authority that I have here.
You see,
My conviction...
on sexual assault
that you so ably
prosecuted was overturned.
And Homeland Security,
for whom I consult,
has assigned me to
review Fringe division.
Just like that?
Which gives me the prerogative to
question your sanity, your loyalty,
your worthiness to serve.
And it seems to me
the people you surround
yourself with have failed
those tests at every turn.
Beginning with your former partner...
And lover, John Scott.
John!
An agent who betrayed you
and who turned out to be a
traitor against this country,
A traitor whose life you went
to considerable lengths to save.
If you're suggesting that I
know anything about--
You went to Iraq to recruit a man to
help you save Agent Scott's life.
Peter Bishop,
arrested seven times.
I needed Peter.
To assist you in freeing his
father from a mental institution.
Walter Bishop,
who was sent to St. Claire's
because he was deemed unfit
to stand trial for manslaughter,
A man who spent most of
his adult years running
questionable scientific
experiments on human subjects.
He's out of his mind, Miss Dunham.
These are the people you
surround yourself with.
A traitor, a criminal,
and a lunatic.
What does that say about you?
Am I under arrest?
It goes without saying that you are
not to investigate your own abduction.
Understood?
Liv.
Are you okay?
Yep.
Hey, Liv, you know I had nothing to
do with the way you were taken in.
Right?
Yeah, I know that.
That son of a bitch Harris,
he molested three women.
I put him away,
and that's what this is about.
I am not gonna ask him for a thing.
I'm gonna go to that building myself.
We sent a team to the address, to the
building where you were being held.
It was empty.
There was nothing there.
What about the phone I got?
The car I took?
Did you trace--
They're clean.
The only prints were yours.
Oh, there's something else.
There's a woman here
to see you, Rachel.
She says that you're expecting her.
Who is she?
She's my sister.
How are you?
Oh, oh, you look great.
- I don't really.
- Come on, you do.
I don't. You're always
so hard on yourself.
- I know, whatever. Thank you.
- You look good.
You are just a giant person.
- Hey, Aunt Olivia.
- Hello.
When did you get so big?
What happened to your face?
Oh, it's, um, a scratch.
I brought this for you.
She wanted to bring you
something from her room.
I have really,
really needed one of these.
Thank you so much.
Are you sure you're alright?
It's a long story.
I, uh...
I'm working on a case.
Go, go, we're good.
Is it okay if we still
stay with you tonight?
- 'Cause if it's not okay...
- Yeah, yeah.
No, of course.
I'll meet you back here at 5:00.
Perfect.
Go, save the world.
- All right.
- I love you.
- I'll see you at 5:00.
- Thank you so much.
Mwah! Bye.
Hello?
Peter, it's me.
Olivia, thank God!
Are you okay?
How are you?
- Where are you?
- I'm on my way to you.
So can you meet me
outside in ten minutes?
And bring your father.
I think we'll need him.
Do I have to?
They...
they gave me a spinal tap.
They put electrodes
or sensors on my head.
Why would they do that?
I mean,
what would they want with me?
What were they doing?
Who could they be?
You're like the question machine.
And there was nothing there
when they checked the building?
No.
They'd cleared the building.
But I took something before I left,
something from one of their labs,
and I hid it to keep it safe.
What was it?
Walter, can you identify what it is?
Yes.
I'm afraid I can.
Which means if your high
school bio teacher told you that
humans sit at the top of the food
chain, he or she was dead wrong.
Literally millions and millions
of organisms feed on us,
reproduce within us.
Viruses, bacteria, protozoa,
and fungi... the four musketeers
of the pathogenic world.
Dr. Kinberg?
Dr. Kinberg?
Somebody call an ambulance.
Someone help him.
Somebody help him.
"Bound"
Agent Dunham, I know you've
already had quite a day.
But there is an event
that requires our attention.
Okay, where?
Internal haemorrhaging.
Rapid cell deterioration.
It appears that he
suffocated from within.
Well, maybe that's
'cause a giant, slimy,
spiky slug came out of his mouth.
Yes.
And I have a theory as to
what it might have been.
I'm sure you do.
Care to share?
Eventually.
Peter, anything?
No, it always takes a second for
the thermal cameras to calibrate.
What do we know about our guy?
Only what I was told outside.
His name's Miles Kinberg,
immunologist, cutting edge work,
an expert in his field.
That's all I know.
Whatever it was, it ripped through
his oesophagus on the way out.
At least he died teaching,
a righteous profession.
Hold on a sec.
I got it.
Stay there.
Right there.
Right there, right there.
Look.
- Simian haemorrhagic fever.
- Right under the chair.
The infected cells have a
definitive spiderweb look.
Makes HIV look like a
common cold by comparison.
Walter!
Ebola.
First the headaches then the
skin turns to rice pudding.
Walter, please.
No time for the immune response.
I lost it.
What do you mean you lost it?
Either it can vanish
or it's fast.
It's really fast.
There.
Cover the doors!
It's going down.
There!
Get it!
There! There!
Get it, get it. Get it.
Things like this used to
happen in the lab all the time.
Makes me nostalgic.
Spirited, isn't it?
Well, have you considered,
I don't know, killing it?
We can always kill it, son.
We can't always bring it back.
You probably could.
That is true.
Do you know
what I could go for?
Don't say food.
Cheese steak.
How can he even
think about eating?
I know.
It's disgusting, right?
And yet...
- Ha, you want one too?
- Extra provolone, please.
Like father, like son.
Oh, come on, don't say that.
My theory is correct.
I knew it.
This organism was
developed from the same
material that Olivia
stole from her captors.
We must let her know.
- You sure?
- My boy,
I'm not even sure that we all exist
on the same plane of consciousness.
But yes, I believe so.
I've been briefed of how
you brought in Olivia Dunham.
Oh, I had reason to suspect
she might be dangerous.
I agreed to let you question her,
not tranq her like a rabid dog.
What you did was unacceptable.
Dunham's been nothing but an
exemplary agent, and this is my office.
Well, then you need to be
corrected on two counts.
The jury's out on Dunham.
I'm not convinced she's the
superstar you claim she is.
How could you be?
You're on a vendetta against her.
Secondly, while I'm here
on active investigation,
this division is under my purview.
Active investigation?
This morning it was a review.
Well, the Pentagon
is concerned, Phillip.
Well, think of how this
office was thrown together.
Flight 627 lands, and suddenly
you're in charge of two dozen agents?
Somehow I think none of
that's the reason you're here.
This isn't a witch hunt.
I-I'm not here to
punish some J.V
agent who tried to ruin my
life for chasing a little tail.
I'm here to do my job.
Why don't you do the same?
Did you see anyone unusual?
Anyone in your class?
No.
And did he
mention anything to you?
Anything in private?
Why would he?
'Cause you were his
teacher's assistant.
Oh.
I thought that he might have mentioned
if something unusual had happened.
No, he didn't. Nothing.
We've been trying to track Kinberg's
whereabouts over the past week.
We spoke to his wife,
and she said that he...
had arrived home, just before midnight,
the last two nights.
But according to his schedule,
his last class started at 6:00.
He's had extended
office hours this week.
Well, could I get a list of
the students he talked to?
It was drop-in.
I'm not really sure.
I'm sorry.
After what happened today,
I feel like nothing's real.
- That was crazy. It was--
- How long were you seeing him?
Professor Kinberg.
Three months.
I knew he was gonna take the job.
He hadn't even told
his wife about it yet.
What job was that?
I shouldn't.
He wasn't supposed to tell me.
It's okay.
The C.D.C...
Centers for Disease Control.
They offered him this big job,
which meant moving to Atlanta.
So I figured that was
gonna be it for us.
And what exactly was the job?
Task force, to oversee the country's
preparedness to fight off an epidemic.
It sounded like a big deal.
Can I come in?
I hate that... knocking and
asking while you're coming in.
Dr. Kinberg, the professor who
died at Boston College,
was offered a job at the C.D.C,
to co-chair a classified
task force whose
sole responsibility was
to respond to epidemics.
And?
He wasn't the only scientist asked.
There was another one...
Dr. Russell Simon from Cambridge.
I'm trying to locate him now.
What, you think he's a target too?
I do.
And I also think that the
people who killed Kinberg
are the same people
who took me.
And how'd you make that leap?
Walter, he thinks the thing that killed
Dr. Kinberg is
genetically similar to some
evidence that I grabbed from
the people who abducted me.
But why abduct you?
What's the link?
And why kill Kinberg like that?
I don't know yet.
But so far I figured why kill an
epidemiologist unless you're
looking to start an epidemic?
Get rid of the firefighter
before you start a fire.
And why am I just now
hearing of this?
Because your friend Sanford Harris
forbade me from investigating
my own abduction.
Harris.
He's put everything on hold.
Has, uh, requested that I run all
operations past him before we move.
- Is that even possible?
- Apparently.
Sir, I'm asking you
to save a man's life.
Are you telling me that you don't
have the authority to let me do my job?
Find Simon.
Get him in protective custody now.
Thank you.
I'll handle Harris.
I know you will.
Hey, Rach, it's me.
Can we just meet
at the apartment?
- Is that okay?
- Yeah, sure.
I have the key.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I won't be too late.
And if you get hungry,
there's food in the fridge,
or there are some
menus by the phone
in the kitchen
if you want to order in.
Don't worry about us at all.
Ella's having a blast.
Okay, I'll see you tonight.
- I love you.
- You too. Bye!
I'm going to cambridge
to pick up Russell Simon.
Who's that?
A man we're taking
into protective custody.
I'll give you the details on the way.
Oh, I'm going with you?
- Yeah.
- Meet you downstairs.
- Hey, Mitch.
- Hey.
Listen, Olivia, your abduction.
I'm gonna coordinate the investigation.
I assume everything you remember
is already in your debrief.
Yeah.
If I find anything,
I'll let you know.
- We'll find 'em.
- That's great, Mitch. Thank you.
Thank you so much,
Dr. Simon, for cooperating.
I suppose I should be thanking you.
FBI tells you they're here
to save your life, you listen.
Well, I know it
must seem confusing.
Well, it's certainly shocking.
Miles was a dear friend.
I am sorry.
Know that we're doing
everything we can
to bring those
responsible to justice.
The C.D.C. wasn't expecting
me for three months.
Who else knew you were
planning on taking this job?
Well, no one.
Just my wife.
I was instructed not to tell anyone.
And is there anyone you can think
of who might be targeting you?
Maybe students whose grades they
might have felt were undeserved.
Will you excuse us for a moment?
I need to talk to my agents.
Sure.
Can you give us a minute?
So I understand that you
have requested placing
Dr. Simon in protective custody.
I believe that his
life may be in danger.
Yeah, well, that's taxpayer dollars,
Miss Dunham,
and I haven't approved that.
Let me ask you a question.
Not that I don't enjoy
having you here,
But how long are you
planning on sticking around?
Until I have made a full assessment
of how this office
conducts its business.
Did Broyles approve your request?
No, he did not.
Mr. Harris, you don't like me,
you don't respect me,
and you think I'm bad at my job.
But please, don't let that get in
the way of doing the right thing.
That man in there may likely die
if we don't keep him safe.
I'm not asking you to like me.
I'm asking you to do the right thing.
Yeah, we'll keep him safe.
Thank you.
This is Dunham.
Walter's still trying to
determine what that thing
is that came out of Kinberg.
But I think we made a breakthrough.
Okay, so what is it?
It seems to be activated by a liquid.
What does?
The parasite?
The yellow powdery stuff in the vials
that you stole, they're like eggs,
But the catalyst is stomach acid.
So the victim just needs to ingest it?
Exactly right,
and then it grows... fast.
Thank you.
No problem.
And is there any way to
trace it, where it came from?
Walter doesn't seem
to think so, no.
Dr. Simon, with your permission,
I'd like to take you to our field office.
We'll debrief you,
go over your options.
Then we'll move you to a safe house.
You okay?
Yeah.
There'll be agents there
on call 24 hours a day.
Breathe.
This is Agent Francis.
I need medical attention in room six.
I called medical assistance.
Oh, my God.
It's viral.
Nasopharyngitis,
albeit a gargantuan specimen.
What...
what does that mean?
This organism is a single specimen
of a virus for the common cold.
So you're saying that
this is one single cell?
It's not unprecedented.
The ostrich egg is a single cell,
and it can grow up to five pounds.
They supersized the common cold,
which, as it turns out, is disgusting.
Obviously somebody's playing with us.
Yeah, they're showing off.
Killing epidemiologist
with the common cold.
It is impressive.
What I want to know is
what they wanted from you.
Oh, who cares about me?
I want to know who's next.
I care about you.
If we can figure out
why they needed you,
then maybe we can
figure out who's next.
I'm gonna keep looking for someone
who's connected to Kinberg and Simon.
She is beautiful, isn't she?
Who?
The slug.
You know,
I could have cooked for you.
Uh, no, thanks.
I've tasted your cooking.
Hey, I've gotten
really good, you know.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
No, I haven't.
I didn't think so.
Hard day?
Uh, I honestly wouldn't
know what to tell you.
And if I did,
it would be a felony.
You have a crazy job.
Yeah, I have a crazy job.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Have you heard from Greg?
I don't know how to do this alone.
Ella is beautiful, and smart, and
strong, and she gets that from you.
Me? No.
You've always been the
strong one, you have.
Rach.
I've only done one
thing right in my life.
Then you need to be strong for her.
Whatever you need,
I'm here.
And you guys can stay
here as long as you want.
Thank you.
Is there something else?
Something you're not telling me?
No.
No, there's nothing else.
How goes it?
Horrible.
We'll find 'em, whoever's
responsible for what happened.
Maybe this'll help.
I need to talk to you.
Charlie, I think I
know who killed Simon.
And I think it's the same
person who abducted me.
Who?
Mitchell Loeb.
Don't ask me how I know.
I'll tell you later.
Livvy, that can't be right.
It is.
And I can prove it.
But I've got Harris watching
me like a prison guard.
I can't do this myself.
What do you need?
Walter, is that LSD?
LSD, why would I...
It's a decongestant.
She is a giant cold virus after all.
Right.
Peter.
You got a moment?
What's up?
Olivia may have a lead
on who abducted her.
Only she can't pursue
it without some help.
I can't help her.
Why not?
Suffice it to say that
sometimes a problem with being
in law enforcement is that you
gotta obey the law yourself.
And you think I'm the guy
to break the law for you?
- I'm sorry, I didn't...
- No, look, you're right.
I am the guy to
break the law for you.
What do we need?
I need a wiretap.
On who?
Mitchell Loeb.
FBI.
Hello?
Samantha.
Olivia, hi.
I was just in Marlborough.
I thought I'd drop by and
check to see if you're okay.
I don't understand.
I don't know.
I guess I hadn't talked to
you since Mitchell's surgery.
Well, how sweet of you.
Would you like to come inside?
Have a cup of tea?
Yeah, thank you.
I've been thinking a lot about you and
everything that you and
Mitchell went through.
It's really lovely having
him back at the office.
Oh, yes,
he's really glad to be back.
His recovery seemed to go smoothly.
What were you doing in Marlborough?
I'm working on a case.
Well, what's the case?
Suspicion of a double agent.
Excuse me.
I'll get the tea.
Mind if I use your bathroom?
It's down the hall.
Thank you.
Kyle.
Hey, man.
Can you grab me that phone?
All right, go ahead.
Okay, so I enter the phone number
and then just punch in that code?
Kyle, you are the greatest man.
Have I told you that lately?
Yeah, thanks.
You too.
He used to work
at the phone company,
but I never really understood why.
The guy's a genius.
Yeah, right.
Wouldn't want to waste
any of that potential.
He tapped into the
Loebs' home phone number.
We should be able to pick up any
outgoing calls that make from their house.
This is Mitchell.
Olivia Dunham is in our house.
Why?
She claims she was here
to check on you.
Is it working?
No.
Hey, Kyle, it's not working.
All I'm getting is buzz.
I don't hear anything.
I think she knows.
I don't know how she could.
I don't know what to do.
Well, I do.
And you have to move fast.
What?
You need to kill her.
Right now.
Her office might know
that she's here.
How can I just--
Dunham's already under
suspicion for being unstable.
They think she's dangerous.
All right, I'll try it again.
We can say she came after you,
that it was self-defense.
There has to be
another way to do this.
There isn't, honey.
There's one way.
You cannot let Dunham
leave there alive.
In the entry closet, top shelf,
in the back, there's a gun.
Contact me when it's done.
- What is it?
- Olivia's in trouble.
- What happened?
- Hold on a second.
Come on, pick up, pick up.
It's me.
Get out of the house.
She's gonna kill you.
- What?
- Samantha Loeb is going to kill you.
Get out of the house right now.
Olivia.
Tea's ready.
Olivia?
Samantha.
Turn around and put
the gun on the ground.
Put the gun down.
Now get down on the ground.
Samantha.
Please, don't hurt me.
Get on the ground, Samantha.
- I was just doing my...
- Samantha, get down on the ground now.
I don't want to shoot you,
but I will.
What are you gonna do to me?
Are you gonna hurt me?
Damn it, Samantha, shut the hell
up and get down on the ground.
Don't do it. Please get down!
There's nothing here.
Loeb knew he was
gonna cut and run.
Based on what you've found,
you have nothing to trace.
No, nothing yet.
I'll need more time to trace
the origin of the virus,
But even then it will be
impossible to know the exact origin.
Liv, I hate to even ask you this.
Anything you remember
from when they had you?
No, there's nothing that I heard,
like nothing that I remember.
There's no other way to
track Loeb's cell phone?
Tech services tried everything.
Wait a minute, not everything.
The agents at Loeb's house,
they're surveilling the area, right?
- No sign of Loeb?
- Not yet.
So he doesn't know about his wife.
No, he doesn't.
Meaning that she could
still contact him.
I'm ahead of you.
I'll get a team.
What happened? I missed it.
Okay, we need Samantha
Loeb's cell phone.
- I think inventory has it.
- I'm on it.
- Nice work.
- Thanks.
It's all rather tense, isn't it?
He's gonna come.
Assuming, of course,
they text each other.
Do you see him yet?
No, not yet.
Peter was really worried
about you when you were gone.
- Walter.
- You were.
Well, of course I was worried.
He was really worried.
We got him.
Okay, you stay here.
Mitchell, put it down!
Put it down!
Freeze!
Drop it.
Drop your weapon.
You're under arrest.
Nice work.
Thank you.
Who are you working for?
Don't be an idiot, Loeb.
This is your one chance to cooperate.
I'd say to you that you have no idea how
hard we're gonna come down on you,
except you do.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWOip86q3Mo
I want to see my wife.
You're not getting a
thing until you talk.
Then you're outta luck.
Why'd you kill them,
Kinberg and Simon?
And why like that?
I mean, there are easier
ways to take somebody out.
You're getting nothing.
She can't do it.
She won't get a confession.
I'd say the evidence
in his house is plenty.
Well, I'd say evidence is no confession.
Ask as many questions
as you want.
Why take me?
And that spinal tap,
what did you want?
Loeb, this is your last
chance to cooperate.
Or what, you'll torture me?
Can you leave me alone with him?
What's she doing?
You want your wife, Mitch?
Yeah, Olivia, I do.
Okay.
Okay.
And do you want to know
who pulled the trigger?
Mitch.
You're looking at her.
Did you kill them?
- Did you?
- Yes!
Do you not understand the rules?
What we're up against?
Who the two sides are?
- Tell me at least you know that.
- Who's we?
We had a plan here, lady.
We had a shot.
And you just blew it.
And why did you kidnap me?
Kidnap you?
Idiot.
We saved you.
Saved me from what?
We were going to let you go.
We saved you.
You... you have no
idea what you've done.
Not a clue.
There's your confession.
You need to get some rest.
I think you've earned it.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Thank you.
Thank you.
He's right.
You should get home.
What did he mean he saved me?
What the hell was that?
He was messing with you.
Well, I don't know.
I mean, did you see him?
There was something about
the way he said that.
The man's insane, Olivia.
I concur, and in the category
of takes one to know one...
That man did seem disturbed.
But then why take me?
Because they wanted to hurt you.
They knew that you
were investigating them.
They wanted to take you out.
Then why not just kill me?
You're talking about a man who
infects people with giant viruses.
If you hadn't escaped, who knows
what they would have done to you.
Listen to me, you'd just told
him that you killed his wife.
He said that to you to try and get
a reaction out of you, to get to you.
Let it go.
You got his confession.
Go home.
I was worried, too,
when you were taken.
Thank you, Walter.
Not as much as him, of course.
- Walter.
- It's true.
what are you doing?
I'm dosing a caterpillar.
Dosing, as in LSD?
Well, it's a special blend.
I see.
- Hey, guess what just happened.
- Hmm?
Finding out that my
father's giving drugs to bugs...
Somehow just became a
typical moment in my life.
It's wonderful, isn't it?
Hey, have you heard
from Olivia this morning?
No, why? What's up?
She's missing.
Who are you?
What do you want?
This won't take long.
I'm sure you say
that to all the girls.
Turn her over.
Listen up!
One of our own has been abducted.
The vehicle of Agent Olivia Dunham was found
abandoned on Graniteville Road in Westford
three miles northeast of Little Hill.
I want everyone doing everything,
surveillance cameras checked,
local officers and agents questioned,
anyone who might have seen anything.
P.D., D.W.P, A.W.A--
I don't care what acronym it is.
You get 'em, you talk to 'em,
and you find Dunham.
For those of you new to this office,
this is Agent Charlie Francis.
He's my second in command.
You got anything,
you come to me or him.
Try not to move.
Sir, did it work?
I hope so.
Get my car ready.
I'm going back to the office.
Yes, sir.
Can I please have some water?
If you're going to kill me,
Then can I please
have some water?
Please.
I need to...
I need to sit up.
Please.
Oh, thank you, thank you.
Thank you.
And pull agents from Albany,
Mr. Clark,
and get them to Boston,
or do I need to remind you
how I started this conversation?
I have a Sanford Harris,
line six.
Just get it done.
Sanford.
Listen, we, uh...
We're having
something of a crisis here.
Yeah, well, your crisis
is why I'm calling.
Look, Phillip, we go back too far.
I say something diplomatic,
you'll see through it
Before the end of my sentence.
You're calling about Olivia Dunham?
I'm calling about Fringe division.
Internal affairs is sending me in
to do a full review of your office,
make sure things are
running as they should.
I just wanted you to hear it from me.
This is Agent Dunham.
I need to speak to Broyles.
What the hell happened to you?
I'm in Watertown.
There was a building
that we need to raid.
I need agents, maybe 20.
Have them meet me in 30 minutes
at the end of Talcott Street.
Are you okay?
Not yet, I'm not.
The building I was being
held at is two miles...
Hands behind your head
and drop to the floor!
- Where's Broyles?
- Do it!
What's going on here?
Freeze right there!
Quite a day, Agent Dunham.
You're in Boston Hospital.
You probably didn't think
you'd see me again so soon.
Don't take this the
wrong way, Mr. Harris,
but, uh, I don't think
about you all too often.
Really?
Well, you must get some satisfaction
from what you did to me.
My conviction wasn't a
point of pride for you?
Why am I cuffed to the bed?
Because this is the kind of
authority that I have here.
You see,
My conviction...
on sexual assault
that you so ably
prosecuted was overturned.
And Homeland Security,
for whom I consult,
has assigned me to
review Fringe division.
Just like that?
Which gives me the prerogative to
question your sanity, your loyalty,
your worthiness to serve.
And it seems to me
the people you surround
yourself with have failed
those tests at every turn.
Beginning with your former partner...
And lover, John Scott.
John!
An agent who betrayed you
and who turned out to be a
traitor against this country,
A traitor whose life you went
to considerable lengths to save.
If you're suggesting that I
know anything about--
You went to Iraq to recruit a man to
help you save Agent Scott's life.
Peter Bishop,
arrested seven times.
I needed Peter.
To assist you in freeing his
father from a mental institution.
Walter Bishop,
who was sent to St. Claire's
because he was deemed unfit
to stand trial for manslaughter,
A man who spent most of
his adult years running
questionable scientific
experiments on human subjects.
He's out of his mind, Miss Dunham.
These are the people you
surround yourself with.
A traitor, a criminal,
and a lunatic.
What does that say about you?
Am I under arrest?
It goes without saying that you are
not to investigate your own abduction.
Understood?
Liv.
Are you okay?
Yep.
Hey, Liv, you know I had nothing to
do with the way you were taken in.
Right?
Yeah, I know that.
That son of a bitch Harris,
he molested three women.
I put him away,
and that's what this is about.
I am not gonna ask him for a thing.
I'm gonna go to that building myself.
We sent a team to the address, to the
building where you were being held.
It was empty.
There was nothing there.
What about the phone I got?
The car I took?
Did you trace--
They're clean.
The only prints were yours.
Oh, there's something else.
There's a woman here
to see you, Rachel.
She says that you're expecting her.
Who is she?
She's my sister.
How are you?
Oh, oh, you look great.
- I don't really.
- Come on, you do.
I don't. You're always
so hard on yourself.
- I know, whatever. Thank you.
- You look good.
You are just a giant person.
- Hey, Aunt Olivia.
- Hello.
When did you get so big?
What happened to your face?
Oh, it's, um, a scratch.
I brought this for you.
She wanted to bring you
something from her room.
I have really,
really needed one of these.
Thank you so much.
Are you sure you're alright?
It's a long story.
I, uh...
I'm working on a case.
Go, go, we're good.
Is it okay if we still
stay with you tonight?
- 'Cause if it's not okay...
- Yeah, yeah.
No, of course.
I'll meet you back here at 5:00.
Perfect.
Go, save the world.
- All right.
- I love you.
- I'll see you at 5:00.
- Thank you so much.
Mwah! Bye.
Hello?
Peter, it's me.
Olivia, thank God!
Are you okay?
How are you?
- Where are you?
- I'm on my way to you.
So can you meet me
outside in ten minutes?
And bring your father.
I think we'll need him.
Do I have to?
They...
they gave me a spinal tap.
They put electrodes
or sensors on my head.
Why would they do that?
I mean,
what would they want with me?
What were they doing?
Who could they be?
You're like the question machine.
And there was nothing there
when they checked the building?
No.
They'd cleared the building.
But I took something before I left,
something from one of their labs,
and I hid it to keep it safe.
What was it?
Walter, can you identify what it is?
Yes.
I'm afraid I can.
Which means if your high
school bio teacher told you that
humans sit at the top of the food
chain, he or she was dead wrong.
Literally millions and millions
of organisms feed on us,
reproduce within us.
Viruses, bacteria, protozoa,
and fungi... the four musketeers
of the pathogenic world.
Dr. Kinberg?
Dr. Kinberg?
Somebody call an ambulance.
Someone help him.
Somebody help him.
"Bound"
Agent Dunham, I know you've
already had quite a day.
But there is an event
that requires our attention.
Okay, where?
Internal haemorrhaging.
Rapid cell deterioration.
It appears that he
suffocated from within.
Well, maybe that's
'cause a giant, slimy,
spiky slug came out of his mouth.
Yes.
And I have a theory as to
what it might have been.
I'm sure you do.
Care to share?
Eventually.
Peter, anything?
No, it always takes a second for
the thermal cameras to calibrate.
What do we know about our guy?
Only what I was told outside.
His name's Miles Kinberg,
immunologist, cutting edge work,
an expert in his field.
That's all I know.
Whatever it was, it ripped through
his oesophagus on the way out.
At least he died teaching,
a righteous profession.
Hold on a sec.
I got it.
Stay there.
Right there.
Right there, right there.
Look.
- Simian haemorrhagic fever.
- Right under the chair.
The infected cells have a
definitive spiderweb look.
Makes HIV look like a
common cold by comparison.
Walter!
Ebola.
First the headaches then the
skin turns to rice pudding.
Walter, please.
No time for the immune response.
I lost it.
What do you mean you lost it?
Either it can vanish
or it's fast.
It's really fast.
There.
Cover the doors!
It's going down.
There!
Get it!
There! There!
Get it, get it. Get it.
Things like this used to
happen in the lab all the time.
Makes me nostalgic.
Spirited, isn't it?
Well, have you considered,
I don't know, killing it?
We can always kill it, son.
We can't always bring it back.
You probably could.
That is true.
Do you know
what I could go for?
Don't say food.
Cheese steak.
How can he even
think about eating?
I know.
It's disgusting, right?
And yet...
- Ha, you want one too?
- Extra provolone, please.
Like father, like son.
Oh, come on, don't say that.
My theory is correct.
I knew it.
This organism was
developed from the same
material that Olivia
stole from her captors.
We must let her know.
- You sure?
- My boy,
I'm not even sure that we all exist
on the same plane of consciousness.
But yes, I believe so.
I've been briefed of how
you brought in Olivia Dunham.
Oh, I had reason to suspect
she might be dangerous.
I agreed to let you question her,
not tranq her like a rabid dog.
What you did was unacceptable.
Dunham's been nothing but an
exemplary agent, and this is my office.
Well, then you need to be
corrected on two counts.
The jury's out on Dunham.
I'm not convinced she's the
superstar you claim she is.
How could you be?
You're on a vendetta against her.
Secondly, while I'm here
on active investigation,
this division is under my purview.
Active investigation?
This morning it was a review.
Well, the Pentagon
is concerned, Phillip.
Well, think of how this
office was thrown together.
Flight 627 lands, and suddenly
you're in charge of two dozen agents?
Somehow I think none of
that's the reason you're here.
This isn't a witch hunt.
I-I'm not here to
punish some J.V
agent who tried to ruin my
life for chasing a little tail.
I'm here to do my job.
Why don't you do the same?
Did you see anyone unusual?
Anyone in your class?
No.
And did he
mention anything to you?
Anything in private?
Why would he?
'Cause you were his
teacher's assistant.
Oh.
I thought that he might have mentioned
if something unusual had happened.
No, he didn't. Nothing.
We've been trying to track Kinberg's
whereabouts over the past week.
We spoke to his wife,
and she said that he...
had arrived home, just before midnight,
the last two nights.
But according to his schedule,
his last class started at 6:00.
He's had extended
office hours this week.
Well, could I get a list of
the students he talked to?
It was drop-in.
I'm not really sure.
I'm sorry.
After what happened today,
I feel like nothing's real.
- That was crazy. It was--
- How long were you seeing him?
Professor Kinberg.
Three months.
I knew he was gonna take the job.
He hadn't even told
his wife about it yet.
What job was that?
I shouldn't.
He wasn't supposed to tell me.
It's okay.
The C.D.C...
Centers for Disease Control.
They offered him this big job,
which meant moving to Atlanta.
So I figured that was
gonna be it for us.
And what exactly was the job?
Task force, to oversee the country's
preparedness to fight off an epidemic.
It sounded like a big deal.
Can I come in?
I hate that... knocking and
asking while you're coming in.
Dr. Kinberg, the professor who
died at Boston College,
was offered a job at the C.D.C,
to co-chair a classified
task force whose
sole responsibility was
to respond to epidemics.
And?
He wasn't the only scientist asked.
There was another one...
Dr. Russell Simon from Cambridge.
I'm trying to locate him now.
What, you think he's a target too?
I do.
And I also think that the
people who killed Kinberg
are the same people
who took me.
And how'd you make that leap?
Walter, he thinks the thing that killed
Dr. Kinberg is
genetically similar to some
evidence that I grabbed from
the people who abducted me.
But why abduct you?
What's the link?
And why kill Kinberg like that?
I don't know yet.
But so far I figured why kill an
epidemiologist unless you're
looking to start an epidemic?
Get rid of the firefighter
before you start a fire.
And why am I just now
hearing of this?
Because your friend Sanford Harris
forbade me from investigating
my own abduction.
Harris.
He's put everything on hold.
Has, uh, requested that I run all
operations past him before we move.
- Is that even possible?
- Apparently.
Sir, I'm asking you
to save a man's life.
Are you telling me that you don't
have the authority to let me do my job?
Find Simon.
Get him in protective custody now.
Thank you.
I'll handle Harris.
I know you will.
Hey, Rach, it's me.
Can we just meet
at the apartment?
- Is that okay?
- Yeah, sure.
I have the key.
Is everything okay?
Yeah, I'm fine.
I won't be too late.
And if you get hungry,
there's food in the fridge,
or there are some
menus by the phone
in the kitchen
if you want to order in.
Don't worry about us at all.
Ella's having a blast.
Okay, I'll see you tonight.
- I love you.
- You too. Bye!
I'm going to cambridge
to pick up Russell Simon.
Who's that?
A man we're taking
into protective custody.
I'll give you the details on the way.
Oh, I'm going with you?
- Yeah.
- Meet you downstairs.
- Hey, Mitch.
- Hey.
Listen, Olivia, your abduction.
I'm gonna coordinate the investigation.
I assume everything you remember
is already in your debrief.
Yeah.
If I find anything,
I'll let you know.
- We'll find 'em.
- That's great, Mitch. Thank you.
Thank you so much,
Dr. Simon, for cooperating.
I suppose I should be thanking you.
FBI tells you they're here
to save your life, you listen.
Well, I know it
must seem confusing.
Well, it's certainly shocking.
Miles was a dear friend.
I am sorry.
Know that we're doing
everything we can
to bring those
responsible to justice.
The C.D.C. wasn't expecting
me for three months.
Who else knew you were
planning on taking this job?
Well, no one.
Just my wife.
I was instructed not to tell anyone.
And is there anyone you can think
of who might be targeting you?
Maybe students whose grades they
might have felt were undeserved.
Will you excuse us for a moment?
I need to talk to my agents.
Sure.
Can you give us a minute?
So I understand that you
have requested placing
Dr. Simon in protective custody.
I believe that his
life may be in danger.
Yeah, well, that's taxpayer dollars,
Miss Dunham,
and I haven't approved that.
Let me ask you a question.
Not that I don't enjoy
having you here,
But how long are you
planning on sticking around?
Until I have made a full assessment
of how this office
conducts its business.
Did Broyles approve your request?
No, he did not.
Mr. Harris, you don't like me,
you don't respect me,
and you think I'm bad at my job.
But please, don't let that get in
the way of doing the right thing.
That man in there may likely die
if we don't keep him safe.
I'm not asking you to like me.
I'm asking you to do the right thing.
Yeah, we'll keep him safe.
Thank you.
This is Dunham.
Walter's still trying to
determine what that thing
is that came out of Kinberg.
But I think we made a breakthrough.
Okay, so what is it?
It seems to be activated by a liquid.
What does?
The parasite?
The yellow powdery stuff in the vials
that you stole, they're like eggs,
But the catalyst is stomach acid.
So the victim just needs to ingest it?
Exactly right,
and then it grows... fast.
Thank you.
No problem.
And is there any way to
trace it, where it came from?
Walter doesn't seem
to think so, no.
Dr. Simon, with your permission,
I'd like to take you to our field office.
We'll debrief you,
go over your options.
Then we'll move you to a safe house.
You okay?
Yeah.
There'll be agents there
on call 24 hours a day.
Breathe.
This is Agent Francis.
I need medical attention in room six.
I called medical assistance.
Oh, my God.
It's viral.
Nasopharyngitis,
albeit a gargantuan specimen.
What...
what does that mean?
This organism is a single specimen
of a virus for the common cold.
So you're saying that
this is one single cell?
It's not unprecedented.
The ostrich egg is a single cell,
and it can grow up to five pounds.
They supersized the common cold,
which, as it turns out, is disgusting.
Obviously somebody's playing with us.
Yeah, they're showing off.
Killing epidemiologist
with the common cold.
It is impressive.
What I want to know is
what they wanted from you.
Oh, who cares about me?
I want to know who's next.
I care about you.
If we can figure out
why they needed you,
then maybe we can
figure out who's next.
I'm gonna keep looking for someone
who's connected to Kinberg and Simon.
She is beautiful, isn't she?
Who?
The slug.
You know,
I could have cooked for you.
Uh, no, thanks.
I've tasted your cooking.
Hey, I've gotten
really good, you know.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
No, I haven't.
I didn't think so.
Hard day?
Uh, I honestly wouldn't
know what to tell you.
And if I did,
it would be a felony.
You have a crazy job.
Yeah, I have a crazy job.
Cheers.
Cheers.
Have you heard from Greg?
I don't know how to do this alone.
Ella is beautiful, and smart, and
strong, and she gets that from you.
Me? No.
You've always been the
strong one, you have.
Rach.
I've only done one
thing right in my life.
Then you need to be strong for her.
Whatever you need,
I'm here.
And you guys can stay
here as long as you want.
Thank you.
Is there something else?
Something you're not telling me?
No.
No, there's nothing else.
How goes it?
Horrible.
We'll find 'em, whoever's
responsible for what happened.
Maybe this'll help.
I need to talk to you.
Charlie, I think I
know who killed Simon.
And I think it's the same
person who abducted me.
Who?
Mitchell Loeb.
Don't ask me how I know.
I'll tell you later.
Livvy, that can't be right.
It is.
And I can prove it.
But I've got Harris watching
me like a prison guard.
I can't do this myself.
What do you need?
Walter, is that LSD?
LSD, why would I...
It's a decongestant.
She is a giant cold virus after all.
Right.
Peter.
You got a moment?
What's up?
Olivia may have a lead
on who abducted her.
Only she can't pursue
it without some help.
I can't help her.
Why not?
Suffice it to say that
sometimes a problem with being
in law enforcement is that you
gotta obey the law yourself.
And you think I'm the guy
to break the law for you?
- I'm sorry, I didn't...
- No, look, you're right.
I am the guy to
break the law for you.
What do we need?
I need a wiretap.
On who?
Mitchell Loeb.
FBI.
Hello?
Samantha.
Olivia, hi.
I was just in Marlborough.
I thought I'd drop by and
check to see if you're okay.
I don't understand.
I don't know.
I guess I hadn't talked to
you since Mitchell's surgery.
Well, how sweet of you.
Would you like to come inside?
Have a cup of tea?
Yeah, thank you.
I've been thinking a lot about you and
everything that you and
Mitchell went through.
It's really lovely having
him back at the office.
Oh, yes,
he's really glad to be back.
His recovery seemed to go smoothly.
What were you doing in Marlborough?
I'm working on a case.
Well, what's the case?
Suspicion of a double agent.
Excuse me.
I'll get the tea.
Mind if I use your bathroom?
It's down the hall.
Thank you.
Kyle.
Hey, man.
Can you grab me that phone?
All right, go ahead.
Okay, so I enter the phone number
and then just punch in that code?
Kyle, you are the greatest man.
Have I told you that lately?
Yeah, thanks.
You too.
He used to work
at the phone company,
but I never really understood why.
The guy's a genius.
Yeah, right.
Wouldn't want to waste
any of that potential.
He tapped into the
Loebs' home phone number.
We should be able to pick up any
outgoing calls that make from their house.
This is Mitchell.
Olivia Dunham is in our house.
Why?
She claims she was here
to check on you.
Is it working?
No.
Hey, Kyle, it's not working.
All I'm getting is buzz.
I don't hear anything.
I think she knows.
I don't know how she could.
I don't know what to do.
Well, I do.
And you have to move fast.
What?
You need to kill her.
Right now.
Her office might know
that she's here.
How can I just--
Dunham's already under
suspicion for being unstable.
They think she's dangerous.
All right, I'll try it again.
We can say she came after you,
that it was self-defense.
There has to be
another way to do this.
There isn't, honey.
There's one way.
You cannot let Dunham
leave there alive.
In the entry closet, top shelf,
in the back, there's a gun.
Contact me when it's done.
- What is it?
- Olivia's in trouble.
- What happened?
- Hold on a second.
Come on, pick up, pick up.
It's me.
Get out of the house.
She's gonna kill you.
- What?
- Samantha Loeb is going to kill you.
Get out of the house right now.
Olivia.
Tea's ready.
Olivia?
Samantha.
Turn around and put
the gun on the ground.
Put the gun down.
Now get down on the ground.
Samantha.
Please, don't hurt me.
Get on the ground, Samantha.
- I was just doing my...
- Samantha, get down on the ground now.
I don't want to shoot you,
but I will.
What are you gonna do to me?
Are you gonna hurt me?
Damn it, Samantha, shut the hell
up and get down on the ground.
Don't do it. Please get down!
There's nothing here.
Loeb knew he was
gonna cut and run.
Based on what you've found,
you have nothing to trace.
No, nothing yet.
I'll need more time to trace
the origin of the virus,
But even then it will be
impossible to know the exact origin.
Liv, I hate to even ask you this.
Anything you remember
from when they had you?
No, there's nothing that I heard,
like nothing that I remember.
There's no other way to
track Loeb's cell phone?
Tech services tried everything.
Wait a minute, not everything.
The agents at Loeb's house,
they're surveilling the area, right?
- No sign of Loeb?
- Not yet.
So he doesn't know about his wife.
No, he doesn't.
Meaning that she could
still contact him.
I'm ahead of you.
I'll get a team.
What happened? I missed it.
Okay, we need Samantha
Loeb's cell phone.
- I think inventory has it.
- I'm on it.
- Nice work.
- Thanks.
It's all rather tense, isn't it?
He's gonna come.
Assuming, of course,
they text each other.
Do you see him yet?
No, not yet.
Peter was really worried
about you when you were gone.
- Walter.
- You were.
Well, of course I was worried.
He was really worried.
We got him.
Okay, you stay here.
Mitchell, put it down!
Put it down!
Freeze!
Drop it.
Drop your weapon.
You're under arrest.
Nice work.
Thank you.
Who are you working for?
Don't be an idiot, Loeb.
This is your one chance to cooperate.
I'd say to you that you have no idea how
hard we're gonna come down on you,
except you do.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fWOip86q3Mo
I want to see my wife.
You're not getting a
thing until you talk.
Then you're outta luck.
Why'd you kill them,
Kinberg and Simon?
And why like that?
I mean, there are easier
ways to take somebody out.
You're getting nothing.
She can't do it.
She won't get a confession.
I'd say the evidence
in his house is plenty.
Well, I'd say evidence is no confession.
Ask as many questions
as you want.
Why take me?
And that spinal tap,
what did you want?
Loeb, this is your last
chance to cooperate.
Or what, you'll torture me?
Can you leave me alone with him?
What's she doing?
You want your wife, Mitch?
Yeah, Olivia, I do.
Okay.
Okay.
And do you want to know
who pulled the trigger?
Mitch.
You're looking at her.
Did you kill them?
- Did you?
- Yes!
Do you not understand the rules?
What we're up against?
Who the two sides are?
- Tell me at least you know that.
- Who's we?
We had a plan here, lady.
We had a shot.
And you just blew it.
And why did you kidnap me?
Kidnap you?
Idiot.
We saved you.
Saved me from what?
We were going to let you go.
We saved you.
You... you have no
idea what you've done.
Not a clue.
There's your confession.
You need to get some rest.
I think you've earned it.
I'll see you tomorrow.
Thank you.
Thank you.
He's right.
You should get home.
What did he mean he saved me?
What the hell was that?
He was messing with you.
Well, I don't know.
I mean, did you see him?
There was something about
the way he said that.
The man's insane, Olivia.
I concur, and in the category
of takes one to know one...
That man did seem disturbed.
But then why take me?
Because they wanted to hurt you.
They knew that you
were investigating them.
They wanted to take you out.
Then why not just kill me?
You're talking about a man who
infects people with giant viruses.
If you hadn't escaped, who knows
what they would have done to you.
Listen to me, you'd just told
him that you killed his wife.
He said that to you to try and get
a reaction out of you, to get to you.
Let it go.
You got his confession.
Go home.
I was worried, too,
when you were taken.
Thank you, Walter.
Not as much as him, of course.
- Walter.
- It's true.
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