For those of you
just joining us...
What you're looking at
is the work of Z.F.T.,
a terrorist organization
responsible
for at least a half a dozen
biological attacks
over the
last several months.
Everything we know thus far
can be found in your packets,
including a copy
of their manifesto,
which elucidates their idealogy
and their methods:
"Destruction by the
advancement of technology,"
which in short boils down
to the following:
Attempting to provoke
or prepare for a war.
War?
With whom?
That's the question,
isn't it?
What we do know
is that these bizarre acts
seem to be increasing
in frequency.
And that their targets
are unpredictable,
and therefore,
unprotectable.
Taxi.
Taxi!
We've recently
developed evidence
which suggests Z.F.T.
is funded by an unlikely source
and a name
I'm sure you've all heard of.
William Bell,
founder and chairman
of Massive Dynamic.
Wait. Wait.
Hold the bus!
You go Up Park, right?
Past Lenox Hill Hospital?
Yeah,
six stops away.
Are you feeling okay?
Fine.
Let's just go, please.
Those of you
assembled in this room
now have
a single, clear-cut goal
To provide actionable evidence
establishing a link
between
William Bell and Z.F.T.
Special Agents Olivia Dunham
and Charlie Francis
will be assigning you
to teams
and coordinating
the investigation.
All efforts and information
go through them.
Now let's go to work.
Stop the bus.
Stop the bus, please.
I have to get off.
Ma'am, will you
please sit down?
- I'm not allowed to--
- Please stop the bus,
- I have to get off now.
- Okay, okay.
Open the door!
Oh, my God!
Please, please help.
Somebody.
Oh, my God.
I can't breathe.
Oh, my God.
Lady,
you okay?
Yeah, it's 911?
S01E19:
The Road Not Taken
Find anything new
and exciting in there, Walter?
Huh?
Well, you've read
the manifesto
about a dozen times
cover-to-cover...
So just wondering.
I need to
show you something, Peter.
Hey.
Hey.
- What's going on?
- I don't know.
Show-and-tell,
apparently.
Walter...
What is this?
I don't know what I'm looking at.
This typewriter's
Belly's.
I remember
the day he purchased it.
It was raining.
Do you understand
what you're saying, Walter?
That William Bell
doesn't just fund Z.F.T.,
he wrote
their manifesto,
and is actually responsible
for everything
that's been happening?
Absolutely not.
William Bell
was many things.
He was ambitious.
He was egotistical.
He was temperamental.
But he wasn't a madman.
Although the ideas
in his manifesto are radical,
He wouldn't do this--
This--These horrendous things.
He would never do it.
There are references
all throughout
to the
chapter of ethics.
But there is
no such chapter.
It is missing.
And I believe that
someone has removed it
to suite
their own evil purposes.
- And I can prove it.
- How?
Get another copy
of the book.
One with
all the pages.
Walter,
there is no other copy.
This is the only one.
I'll get it.
He wrote it here in,
in this lab.
The-It could still be here
somewhere,
the original.
- And what if you're wrong?
- I'm not wrong.
And when I find it,
you will see.
It will absolve him,
Peter.
Peter, it's Olivia.
So this is what
I've got so far.
Bus driver called 911,
reported an agitated woman
got off his bus.
Moments later,
she caught fire
and exploded.
Police combed the area.
They couldn't find any evidence
of an accelerant
or an incendiary device.
If there's something strange
in your neighborhood...
Who you gotta call?
So what do you
make of this, Walter?
Well, from what
Agent Francis described,
it's possible
we're dealing with a case
of spontaneous
human combustion.
Thought that was
just a myth.
Oh, myth is just
an unverified fact.
Maybe she was hit
by a tiny meteor.
It's also possible.
Until I get this body
back to the lab,
I won't be able
to say anything
with absolute certainty.
All right,
I'll get the coroner
to prep the bodies
for transport.
Bodies?
Is there another
somewhere?
You okay?
Yeah, I just...
Broyles.
Send her in.
- Phillip.
- Nina.
I won't play coy,
Phillip.
I understand the FBI
has opened an investigation
into
Massive Dynamic.
As you can imagine,
we spend a lot of money
on counter-intelligence.
And any probe
into our finances
raises red flags.
So...
What are you
fishing for?
Industrial espionage?
Treaty violations?
We have evidence
that indicates
William Bell may be involved
with several biological attacks,
perpetrated
this past year.
- But that's ridiculous.
- Perhaps.
But as long as
you're here...
If you have something to offer,
now would be the time.
I'm not one of
your street thugs
that you can bully,
Phillip.
And William Bell
is not a terrorist.
I'd like to hear him
tell me that himself.
I'm afraid
that's not possible.
He's traveling.
You're wasting
your time.
William Bell
is not the enemy.
Is there something else?
Matter is just energy
waiting to happen.
The average adult at rest
contains enough potential energy
to explode
with the force of
five very large
hydrogen bombs.
You know, theoretically,
you're actually right?
Ho ho ho ho!
My son finally agrees with me!
Uh, Agent Farnsworth,
take a note of that.
Unfortunately,
we're just not very good
at releasing it.
No.
It needs a spark,
of course.
A trigger.
So what do you think
would've released it in her?
Some say
a particle is to blame--
The appropriately named
"Pyroton."
Maybe we could finally prove
that it exists.
Peter!
Fire up the electron microscope!
Uh...
About that,
I might've taken that apart.
- What on Earth for?
- I needed the parts.
For a project
I'm working on.
As I said...
Potential for destruction
in each of us
is infinite!
Yes, Jim,
I understand.
Right away.
I had you pegged
as a creature of habit.
You changed
your office.
Come again.
Your desk.
You moved it.
Uh, we know
from the driver
what stop
she got on.
He's worked up
an artist sketch rendering.
So we'll canvass
the area,
see if we can ID her.
What about
the other victim?
Did the bus driver
see her get on too?
Were they not together?
I'm sorry.
You mean one.
There was only
one victim.
I'm confused.
Agent Dunham?
Where are we
on this?
Uh, the bus driver
remembered
what stop she,
uh...
What stop she got on.
He gave us
an artist sketch rendering.
We're gonna show it around and
see if we can ID her.
What the hell
is going on here?
Sanford.
Why is the
entire 13th floor
trying to link William Bell
to biological terror attacks?
We have evidence that
Bell might be implicated.
Yeah,
I know what you have.
You have testimony
from a dead man
who himself
was an admitted terrorist.
Well, his testimony confirms
what we've long suspected.
Massive Dynamic
may be involved
or behind the events
we've been witnessing.
William Bell
and Massive Dynamic
are the Defense D epartment's
largest contractors.
These waters are much too deep
for a fishing expedition.
Are you seriously suggesting
that we just ignore?
I am telling you
to drop this,
considering that you have
nothing more
than an unsubstantiated report
from a hostile source.
Clear?
- Are we really going to--
- No.
Get more evidence.
Just a few more
centimeters.
You know,
Walter,
working with you...
It's amazing the sort of things
you get used to.
You're not the first person
to tell me that.
Wow.
Looks like somebody
could've flossed more.
Okay.
Let's just hope that she has
her dental records on file.
File,
of course?
My filing system.
Perhaps that's where
I hid the manifesto!
You mean like
how you seal things
in the walls
of your old house
or how you
squirrel things away
in random deposit boxes
around the country?
I would hardly call that
a "filing system."
I was prone to hide things
because I was afraid
that someone would...
unlock
all my secrets.
I didn't realize that
the someone would be me.
Where's my Geiger counter?
I left it here.
Wait, you think
a radiation detector's
gonna help you
find the manifesto?
No.
But I find that
the rhythmic ticking...
It emits
helps me think.
Oh, Walter,
Peter actually cannibalized that
for his project too.
Oh, no, look...
This has
got to stop.
Lab rule number one:
Do not borrow Walter's equipment
without asking!
Walter,
we found a match on the victim.
Her name is
Susan Pratt.
Thank you.
We'll take it from here.
Susan Pratt.
She's 29 years old. Single.
Worked for a
New York Highway Department.
Tollbooth operator.
That's a
lonely line of work.
Doesn't look like she had much
of a social life either.
She's definitely
a table for one.
Hey, Liv.
You think there's something
wrong with her?
What do you mean?
You know, good-looking woman
in the prime of her life.
No evidence
of a boyfriend.
Or any friends
for that matter.
Just doesn't exactly strike me
as being normal.
Well,
I guess that depends
on what your definition
of normal is.
Liv.
Hey, Charlie,
I think I found something.
She has a $30,000 check
from an Isaac Winters.
I found something
too.
I think you should take
a look at this.
What the hell
happened to her?
Walter, come back!
Did you get it?
No, I told you
they don't have it.
Has to be franken berry,
that's what I ate back then.
If I'm to remember
where I hid the manuscript,
it's simple sense memory,
Peter.
But they don't have it.
For all we know,
they don't even make it anymore.
I did, however,
get you this.
All the
artificial sugary sweetness
a growing scientist
needs.
Hello,
Agent Dunham!
Let me guess,
you're a cornflakes gal.
Am I correct?
Uh, yeah.
Why not?
So we went to
the victim's apartment
and there appears to be
evidence of other fires.
So the bus stop
wasn't her first incident.
No.
Walter.
Does that mean
something to you?
Well,
it changes everything.
We can rule out
spontaneous human combustion.
For one, I mean,
that's strictly a one-off event
as you can imagine.
So what does it rule in?
Pyrokinesis.
Stop.
There's no time for jokes,
Walter.
Pyrokinesis?
It's not even
a real word.
It was made up by
Stephen King.
You ever see Firestarter
with Drew Barrymore?
Little girl who can start fires
with her mind?
Mr. King
coined the term,
but the phenomenon
existed long before that.
Well, it's not
that complicated, really.
It's merely
a form of telekinesis.
The ability to move objects
with the mind.
- Merely?
- However, with pyrokinetics,
they can excite objects
at a molecular level.
Well, well, look,
think, think of, of, of
each of these grains of cereal
as a molecule.
Uh, as the molecules
start to vibrate more quickly,
they generate heat.
Energy.
Until that energy
must be released!
It's a fascinating demonstration,
Walter.
But it still doesn't explain
why it is
that Susan Pratt blew up.
I suspect
this was a newfound ability.
Well, it, it,
it takes training
to generate a heat source
outside of the body.
Without proper control,
the energy is turned inward.
You see?
She had no other options.
So you think that
she had a choice...
To either
blow somebody else up,
- or blow herself up.
- Yes.
But this poor woman had yet
to master her ability.
Which made her
a powder keg.
Emotional stress,
agitation,
any high anxiety
would set her off.
So where does this ability
come from?
Is it that
she was just born different
or is it something
that someone did to her?
That is the real question now,
isn't it?
I'm not cleaning that up,
by the way.
Dunham.
We got a hit
from that check you found
in Susan Pratt's
apartment.
Uh,
it was cut from a law firm.
Signed by
Isaac Winters.
He has an office
in Charlestown.
No movement.
Why am I not surprised
you brought one of those?
Because you know me
too well.
If we get caught,
I don't know you at all.
Looks like
somebody left in a hurry.
You have
four new messages.
Mr. Winters,
this is Susan.
Susan Pratt.
You told me
to call you
if anything odd
started happening.
Well, it did,
after I took the tests.
Please call me back.
I'm gonna call ERT,
have them dust for prints.
Mr. Winters,
it's Susan again.
You told me--
You told me
not to talk to anybody,
but I'm scared.
What's happening
to me?
Attention,
all citizens.
Evacuate the area now!
Proceed to the
nearest emergency shelter.
This is not a test.
Hey, Liv.
You okay?
You sure
you haven't had any LSD?
Masculine and
magic mushrooms.
It wasn't a drug trip,
Walter.
Well, visual hallucinations
can be caused
by a number of things.
Could you look straight ahead,
please?
Sleep deprivation,
a concussion, brain tumor.
I feel like
I'm losing my mind.
Oh, I don't think so.
If you were actually
going insane,
you'd likely have
no idea what's happening.
Take it from me.
When did these episodes start?
How did they feel?
First with
Susan Pratt's body.
Then it was in
Broyles' office.
The other
on the street.
The same people, the same places,
but bleak.
The, uh,
the city was on fire.
Fascinating.
There's another possibility,
but it's a bit complicated.
Déjà vu.
It wasn't déjà vu,
Walter.
Not even close.
Typical protracted déjà vu.
Prolonged.
What,
you're familiar with the--
The pliability
of space-time, yes?
Of course,
who isn't.
One minute will explain.
Most of us...
experience life as
a-a linear progression
just like this.
But this is an illusion
because every day,
life presents us
with an array of choices.
As a result,
life should look
more like this.
And each choice...
leads to a new path.
To go to work.
To stay home.
And at each choice
we take,
creates a new reality.
- Do you understand?
- Yes.
But what does it
have to do with déjà vu?
Déjà vu is, is, is
simply a-a momentary glimpse
to the other side.
Almost
everyone experiences it.
We feel that
we've been somewhere before
because actually, we have...
in another reality.
It's another path.
The road not taken.
Walter, why me?
Why am I
seeing these visions?
I don't know.
Walter,
what about William Bell's drug trials?
Cortexiphan.
You said that
it worked on perception.
Yes.
If it's true and
I was part of the trials
when I was a kid...
Is it possible
that it's causing these visions?
I don't know.
But what I do know is that
you are a committed investigator.
You're a perceptive agent.
If you are having these visions,
whatever they are,
there must be a reason.
Trust me.
Really, Walter...
From a man
who routinely sees
little green men
prancing through the lab
when
Tam O'Shanters on?
Hey, I think
I found something.
It's another victim...
who died the same way
Susan Pratt did.
I checked it out and
the guy who runs the web site
lives in Malden.
Yes?
Uh, my name is
Olivia Dunham.
I'm a special agent
with the FBI.
We need to speak to
Emmanuel Grayson.
May I see your credentials,
please?
Mr. Grayson,
you operate a web site
called "Galaxy Truths",
where you claim to uncover
conspiracies perpetrated by
foreign governments.
I don't claim.
I accomplish.
Unlike you two.
You're just pawns being used
by the government
to spread
their propaganda.
Look, I can appreciate your opinion,
Mr. Grayson.
- We just want you to ask a few--
- No, no. Look. Look.
You're right, okay?
She's a fed, but I'm not.
I'm just like you.
I am a citizen
in search of the truth.
Give me the photo.
We downloaded this off
of your web site.
It claims that
this person was a victim
of spontaneous
human combustion.
Now you gotta tell us,
where did this one happen?
Budapest.
Three weeks ago.
The victim was an
American graduate student on holiday.
The Hungarian police
say he was attacked
and set on fire.
That's not the truth.
Why do you say that?
Are you familiar with
William Bell?
Of course.
William Bell
killed these people.
What do you mean?
William Bell's company
Massive Dynamic
is a cover for all manner
of unethical behavior.
Multi-national,
outside the purview
of government control.
He founded it
to continue his
experiments
with impunity.
Among them,
secret drug trials.
This was
one of his test subjects.
Then why would
William Bell have him killed?
Well, he didn't.
At least not intentionally.
You see, Bell is trying
to activate his subjects...
to see which ones
were successful.
Some can handle the process.
Others can't.
- What process?
- To create super soldiers.
- Super soldiers.
- Yes.
Like Khan Noonien Singh.
To defend us
in a coming war.
- What war?
- I'm sorry.
- The Khan?
- Yes.
- As in the Wrath of...
- Yes.
Let me guess.
This war, it's against...
The Romulans.
Renegade Romulans
from the future.
Here to change
the timeline.
The sworn enemy
of the Federation.
The Federation.
That would be
the United Federation of Planets.
- Yes.
- Hmm.
And you know all this
because...
I am
the Son of Seric.
Which makes you Spock.
Yes.
Well, Mr. Spock,
thank you for your time.
We'll let you get back
to the bridge now.
Live long and prosper.
Okay, yes,
you were right.
But see that?
I'm a big enough girl
to admit when I'm wrong.
Oh, but I think we can
prepare for that possibility.
It shouldn't be
a problem.
Uh, Mr. Prime Minister,
I'm very sorry,
would you mind holding
for just a moment?
Thanks.
Hello.
When?
Well, no.
Don't do that.
Don't do anything
until I get there.
Sir, I'm so sorry.
Something has just come up.
If you'll excuse me.
Yes. You too.
Get me
to the helicopter fast.
What if
we're overlooking something?
What if Emmanuel Grayson
was right?
About which part?
Being from Planet Vulcan?
No.
Forget that.
But some of what he said
made sense.
We already know that
William Bell conducted drug trials
with experimental drugs.
Cortexiphan,
for one.
Do you have anything stronger
for my coffee?
Uh, yeah. Bottom drawer.
In the cabinet behind you.
And here
I was halfway kidding.
What?
What your father said about
me having these visions
for a reason.
Maybe there's a clue in them
that I'm meant to find.
Meaning what?
We have one victim.
Susan Pratt.
But in my visions,
there are always two bodies.
- Who are they?
- I don't know. Unidentified.
But maybe
if I could get back
to that parallel universe
as Walter describes,
I can ID
that second charred body.
Maybe what's happening there
could help us understand
- what's happening here.
- Happening where?
Nowhere.
Your new assignment.
Always
a pleasure seeing you, sir.
Hey!
Wait a sec. Harris.
Can you stop?
You want me
to submit for a psych exam?
That's right.
I'm concerned for you.
- Why?
- I've read your briefs.
And I'd say your analysis borders
on the paranoid.
Besides which,
your behavior's been noted
as erratic and driven by emotion
and not just by me.
Oh, that is not
what this is about.
My colleagues
need to trust me.
They need
to depend on me.
Not wonder
in the back of their minds,
whether or not
I'm losing mine.
Look,
this job is intense.
- Not wondering to--
- This has got nothing to do
with my ability
to do my job.
- This is about something else.
- This is exactly what
- This is about you and me.
- I'm talking about...
Because right now,
you are acting emotionally.
Yes, you're right,
I am.
You know,
I've tried to move past our history.
I've tried to reason
with you in the interest
of a working relationship.
But you seem to
get off on this.
So fine.
I don't give
a damn anymore.
But I am not going to let you
undermine my ability to do my job.
You can color this
any way you like, Dunham.
But I am still
your superior officer
and that evaluation
is a direct order.
We need to
get their statements...
You put a shoot to kill order
out on the perps.
You understand me?
Don't get close to them.
- Charlie.
- Yeah, what's up?
I was wondering
where we were
on the
Susan Pratt case.
We're at nowhere.
Same place we were yesterday.
I'd like to look again.
You have half of Boston
in quarantined lockdown.
And you're worried about
a pair of charred twins?
Twins?
Sorry.
Didn't see you.
We already ran
Susan's bio.
- Well, we didn't find a sister.
- I know.
And what makes
you think--
Look.
You were right.
Nancy Lewis.
who went missing
Maybe Susan ran away.
Changed her identity.
She must've been running
pretty hard.
Where does Nancy live?
She's local.
Thanks, Charlie.
Hi.
Can I help you?
Nancy Lewis,
my name is Isaac Winters.
Nancy Lewis.
FBI.
We need to
ask you some questions.
It's unlocked.
Nancy.
Coffee's still hot.
Uh,
this is Dunham.
I need immediate forensic dispatch
to 934 Whittier.
Apartment 210.
Dunham.
Take a look at this.
The glass
has been melted.
You think she's starting fires
like her sister?
What is it?
I got an idea.
I'm not sure.
I got it.
Yeah, I knew.
I had to, uh...
Please don't
touch that window.
We haven't pulled
prints yet.
You're not gonna need to.
I think the protocols
and the processing of evidence
are pretty clear.
Let me guess,
you're new around here.
- Is everything all right?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
Just tell Mr. Protocol
to let me do my job, please.
Uh, it's okay.
He's with me.
Are you, uh,
ever gonna tell me
what it is
that you are actually doing?
Help me with this first.
Hold the glass up here.
Gently.
We all hope
that this is important.
I was about
to take my bathe.
Hey.
You have any problem
taking it apart?
Walter tried to take back
the electron microscope.
But I convinced him
that you needed it.
So what's going on?
Nancy Lewis
was kidnapped.
And we're gonna find out
who did it.
I've seen
this woman before.
But why does she look
so familiar?
Maybe because you dissected
her twin sister yesterday.
Remember?
Blond girl about 5'7".
Really well done.
Melted fillings.
Astrid...
Can you plug that in
to the DVI input?
Yes.
Okay.
Here's the deal.
Walter, the project
that I've been working on...
was for you.
For me?
It reconstructs audio.
I wanted you to be able
to digitize
some of those old water-damaged
vinyl records you have.
I know how much that
mean to you.
Thank you, son.
You know,
when he was five,
he--he built me
a popsicle napkin holder.
Dreadful design.
Utterly useless.
Thank you.
But this--
This is...
You're welcome.
Anyway, the basic principles
at work here are very simple.
You all know how
a record player works, right?
Yeah.
A needle goes over
the grooves of the vinyl
and the vibrations it picks up
are amplified into sound.
Exactly.
So the principle is the same.
Except for
instead of a needle,
I use the electron microscope
to take a high resolution,
digital image of the grooves
on the surface of the record.
That image is then
transferred into the computer,
which translates it
back into audio
that we can hear.
You sound just like him.
I'm guessing that with
the software modifications I gave you,
we're gonna be able to do
the same thing with this.
So you're saying that
you can play back
the glass somehow.
Yeah.
Walter says that
these pyrotechnic abilities
only occur
during times
of emotional stress.
I think that
when our twin was kidnapped,
the heat that she generated
caused that window
to liquefy slightly.
Which means...
that any sound that was
in this room at that time
would've left microscopic impressions
in the molten glass.
Like the grooves on a record.
Exactly right.
Now if you'll please
scan the glass.
Okay.
You're ready to go.
All right.
It's transferring
into the sound processor now.
Let's see what we got.
That could've been
one of my records.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I already have a digital scan
of the glass in here.
Let's try that again,
shall we?
Just slow it down.
I don't understand.
It should be working.
Yes. Yes.
Now attenuate
for ambient noise.
Get out of here.
Stay away.
What do you want?!
Please!
See you there.
Poor dear.
Peter, can you play it back
from when he starts to talk?
Yeah.
One sec.
Okay, just there.
Where he's dialing.
Okay, can you
make that clearer?
Sure. Let me just...
isolate the sound.
Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?
My cell phone app can
dial the number from the tones.
This is Harris.
Hey, Charlie.
I'm headed out
for a few hours.
Anybody needs me,
I'm reachable by cell.
You got it.
I got him, Charlie.
He's headed west.
I'm right behind you.
Charlie,
he's approaching a warehouse
off Moore and Adams.
Roger that.
We're turning onto Adams
right now.
Hey.
He used a remote
to get in.
I guess we go
with the old-fashioned way.
No thermal activity yet.
Her body temperature's
normal.
We'll know more soon.
Well,
he's losing patience.
We need her active.
Get it done.
Liv, I heard gunshots.
Are you okay?
Charlie,
we've got a man down.
Charlie,
I've got her.
Back northwest corner.
I'm Olivia.
I am with the FBI.
Help me.
Please.
Don't worry.
You're gonna be okay.
No!
Harris,
open the door!
God damn it, Harris.
Open the door.
Open the door!
I can't breathe.
Well,
look at that.
Good work,
Agent Dunham.
You managed
to activate her
before we could.
Damn it, Harris,
open the door.
She needs help.
Not if
she can control it.
And if not,
she'll explode
and kill the both of you.
So one problem
solves another.
Ah!
I'm burning up!
You're gonna be okay.
Just calm down.
Just calm down.
Yeah, it's me.
I need to speak to him.
Just hold on.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
It worked. She's hot.
We have an active.
But she's a loss.
She's highly unstable.
Why is this
happening to me?
They did something to you--
Maybe to both of us
a long time ago
when we were just kids.
And right now,
you're feeling the effects from that.
But you can control this, okay?
You can control this
and I'm gonna help you.
I just need you to
focus the heat away from us.
- No, I can't.
- Yes, you can.
Just focus.
Focus on anything.
Just focus, Nancy.
You can do this, Nancy.
- No, I can't.
- You can.
Yeah,
I'll take care of it.
There won't even
be a trace.
I, uh, uh...
Oh! It's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Oh, yeah.
You're gonna be okay.
Oh, it's okay.
It's okay.
Okay.
I think you got all of that, Walter.
I'm gonna use the bathroom.
Be right back.
Excuse me.
Could you keep an eye on him,
make sure
he doesn't leave?
Agent Dunham.
Where's Peter?
Peter's
in the bathroom.
What the hell
did you people do to us?
You and William Bell,
Walter.
What did you do to me?
Susan Pratt...
and Nancy Lewis are
from Jacksonville, Florida.
Just like Nick Lane,
the guy that
you conducted drug trials on
when he was a kid.
The drug trials
that you conducted on me.
They were Belly's.
They're Belly's trials.
But you knew.
Walter,
you were there and you knew.
We were
trying to help.
It meant no harm.
No harm?
You were drugging children.
Three-year-old children, Walter.
Why did you do it?
We were
trying to prepare you.
To make you capable.
Able.
Something terrible
is coming.
- What?
- I don't know.
Walter,
what did you do to us?
I don't know.
- Damm it, Walter. You do.
- No, I don't.
I don't.
I-I can't remember.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Hey.
Walter.
What just happened?
Nina.
What is it?
These were all taken
in the last 24 hours.
You know what happened
the last time he appeared
with this
kind of frequency.
We need to talk.
Astrid,
I found it.
The original manuscript
with the extra pages.
I was right.
Listen to this.
"Our children
are our greatest resource.
"We must nurture them
and protect them.
"We must prepare them
so they can one day protect us."
You see, I was...
Hello, Walter.
Oh. Hello.
It's time to go.
Is it time?
I'll get my coat.
just joining us...
What you're looking at
is the work of Z.F.T.,
a terrorist organization
responsible
for at least a half a dozen
biological attacks
over the
last several months.
Everything we know thus far
can be found in your packets,
including a copy
of their manifesto,
which elucidates their idealogy
and their methods:
"Destruction by the
advancement of technology,"
which in short boils down
to the following:
Attempting to provoke
or prepare for a war.
War?
With whom?
That's the question,
isn't it?
What we do know
is that these bizarre acts
seem to be increasing
in frequency.
And that their targets
are unpredictable,
and therefore,
unprotectable.
Taxi.
Taxi!
We've recently
developed evidence
which suggests Z.F.T.
is funded by an unlikely source
and a name
I'm sure you've all heard of.
William Bell,
founder and chairman
of Massive Dynamic.
Wait. Wait.
Hold the bus!
You go Up Park, right?
Past Lenox Hill Hospital?
Yeah,
six stops away.
Are you feeling okay?
Fine.
Let's just go, please.
Those of you
assembled in this room
now have
a single, clear-cut goal
To provide actionable evidence
establishing a link
between
William Bell and Z.F.T.
Special Agents Olivia Dunham
and Charlie Francis
will be assigning you
to teams
and coordinating
the investigation.
All efforts and information
go through them.
Now let's go to work.
Stop the bus.
Stop the bus, please.
I have to get off.
Ma'am, will you
please sit down?
- I'm not allowed to--
- Please stop the bus,
- I have to get off now.
- Okay, okay.
Open the door!
Oh, my God!
Please, please help.
Somebody.
Oh, my God.
I can't breathe.
Oh, my God.
Lady,
you okay?
Yeah, it's 911?
S01E19:
The Road Not Taken
Find anything new
and exciting in there, Walter?
Huh?
Well, you've read
the manifesto
about a dozen times
cover-to-cover...
So just wondering.
I need to
show you something, Peter.
Hey.
Hey.
- What's going on?
- I don't know.
Show-and-tell,
apparently.
Walter...
What is this?
I don't know what I'm looking at.
This typewriter's
Belly's.
I remember
the day he purchased it.
It was raining.
Do you understand
what you're saying, Walter?
That William Bell
doesn't just fund Z.F.T.,
he wrote
their manifesto,
and is actually responsible
for everything
that's been happening?
Absolutely not.
William Bell
was many things.
He was ambitious.
He was egotistical.
He was temperamental.
But he wasn't a madman.
Although the ideas
in his manifesto are radical,
He wouldn't do this--
This--These horrendous things.
He would never do it.
There are references
all throughout
to the
chapter of ethics.
But there is
no such chapter.
It is missing.
And I believe that
someone has removed it
to suite
their own evil purposes.
- And I can prove it.
- How?
Get another copy
of the book.
One with
all the pages.
Walter,
there is no other copy.
This is the only one.
I'll get it.
He wrote it here in,
in this lab.
The-It could still be here
somewhere,
the original.
- And what if you're wrong?
- I'm not wrong.
And when I find it,
you will see.
It will absolve him,
Peter.
Peter, it's Olivia.
So this is what
I've got so far.
Bus driver called 911,
reported an agitated woman
got off his bus.
Moments later,
she caught fire
and exploded.
Police combed the area.
They couldn't find any evidence
of an accelerant
or an incendiary device.
If there's something strange
in your neighborhood...
Who you gotta call?
So what do you
make of this, Walter?
Well, from what
Agent Francis described,
it's possible
we're dealing with a case
of spontaneous
human combustion.
Thought that was
just a myth.
Oh, myth is just
an unverified fact.
Maybe she was hit
by a tiny meteor.
It's also possible.
Until I get this body
back to the lab,
I won't be able
to say anything
with absolute certainty.
All right,
I'll get the coroner
to prep the bodies
for transport.
Bodies?
Is there another
somewhere?
You okay?
Yeah, I just...
Broyles.
Send her in.
- Phillip.
- Nina.
I won't play coy,
Phillip.
I understand the FBI
has opened an investigation
into
Massive Dynamic.
As you can imagine,
we spend a lot of money
on counter-intelligence.
And any probe
into our finances
raises red flags.
So...
What are you
fishing for?
Industrial espionage?
Treaty violations?
We have evidence
that indicates
William Bell may be involved
with several biological attacks,
perpetrated
this past year.
- But that's ridiculous.
- Perhaps.
But as long as
you're here...
If you have something to offer,
now would be the time.
I'm not one of
your street thugs
that you can bully,
Phillip.
And William Bell
is not a terrorist.
I'd like to hear him
tell me that himself.
I'm afraid
that's not possible.
He's traveling.
You're wasting
your time.
William Bell
is not the enemy.
Is there something else?
Matter is just energy
waiting to happen.
The average adult at rest
contains enough potential energy
to explode
with the force of
five very large
hydrogen bombs.
You know, theoretically,
you're actually right?
Ho ho ho ho!
My son finally agrees with me!
Uh, Agent Farnsworth,
take a note of that.
Unfortunately,
we're just not very good
at releasing it.
No.
It needs a spark,
of course.
A trigger.
So what do you think
would've released it in her?
Some say
a particle is to blame--
The appropriately named
"Pyroton."
Maybe we could finally prove
that it exists.
Peter!
Fire up the electron microscope!
Uh...
About that,
I might've taken that apart.
- What on Earth for?
- I needed the parts.
For a project
I'm working on.
As I said...
Potential for destruction
in each of us
is infinite!
Yes, Jim,
I understand.
Right away.
I had you pegged
as a creature of habit.
You changed
your office.
Come again.
Your desk.
You moved it.
Uh, we know
from the driver
what stop
she got on.
He's worked up
an artist sketch rendering.
So we'll canvass
the area,
see if we can ID her.
What about
the other victim?
Did the bus driver
see her get on too?
Were they not together?
I'm sorry.
You mean one.
There was only
one victim.
I'm confused.
Agent Dunham?
Where are we
on this?
Uh, the bus driver
remembered
what stop she,
uh...
What stop she got on.
He gave us
an artist sketch rendering.
We're gonna show it around and
see if we can ID her.
What the hell
is going on here?
Sanford.
Why is the
entire 13th floor
trying to link William Bell
to biological terror attacks?
We have evidence that
Bell might be implicated.
Yeah,
I know what you have.
You have testimony
from a dead man
who himself
was an admitted terrorist.
Well, his testimony confirms
what we've long suspected.
Massive Dynamic
may be involved
or behind the events
we've been witnessing.
William Bell
and Massive Dynamic
are the Defense D epartment's
largest contractors.
These waters are much too deep
for a fishing expedition.
Are you seriously suggesting
that we just ignore?
I am telling you
to drop this,
considering that you have
nothing more
than an unsubstantiated report
from a hostile source.
Clear?
- Are we really going to--
- No.
Get more evidence.
Just a few more
centimeters.
You know,
Walter,
working with you...
It's amazing the sort of things
you get used to.
You're not the first person
to tell me that.
Wow.
Looks like somebody
could've flossed more.
Okay.
Let's just hope that she has
her dental records on file.
File,
of course?
My filing system.
Perhaps that's where
I hid the manifesto!
You mean like
how you seal things
in the walls
of your old house
or how you
squirrel things away
in random deposit boxes
around the country?
I would hardly call that
a "filing system."
I was prone to hide things
because I was afraid
that someone would...
unlock
all my secrets.
I didn't realize that
the someone would be me.
Where's my Geiger counter?
I left it here.
Wait, you think
a radiation detector's
gonna help you
find the manifesto?
No.
But I find that
the rhythmic ticking...
It emits
helps me think.
Oh, Walter,
Peter actually cannibalized that
for his project too.
Oh, no, look...
This has
got to stop.
Lab rule number one:
Do not borrow Walter's equipment
without asking!
Walter,
we found a match on the victim.
Her name is
Susan Pratt.
Thank you.
We'll take it from here.
Susan Pratt.
She's 29 years old. Single.
Worked for a
New York Highway Department.
Tollbooth operator.
That's a
lonely line of work.
Doesn't look like she had much
of a social life either.
She's definitely
a table for one.
Hey, Liv.
You think there's something
wrong with her?
What do you mean?
You know, good-looking woman
in the prime of her life.
No evidence
of a boyfriend.
Or any friends
for that matter.
Just doesn't exactly strike me
as being normal.
Well,
I guess that depends
on what your definition
of normal is.
Liv.
Hey, Charlie,
I think I found something.
She has a $30,000 check
from an Isaac Winters.
I found something
too.
I think you should take
a look at this.
What the hell
happened to her?
Walter, come back!
Did you get it?
No, I told you
they don't have it.
Has to be franken berry,
that's what I ate back then.
If I'm to remember
where I hid the manuscript,
it's simple sense memory,
Peter.
But they don't have it.
For all we know,
they don't even make it anymore.
I did, however,
get you this.
All the
artificial sugary sweetness
a growing scientist
needs.
Hello,
Agent Dunham!
Let me guess,
you're a cornflakes gal.
Am I correct?
Uh, yeah.
Why not?
So we went to
the victim's apartment
and there appears to be
evidence of other fires.
So the bus stop
wasn't her first incident.
No.
Walter.
Does that mean
something to you?
Well,
it changes everything.
We can rule out
spontaneous human combustion.
For one, I mean,
that's strictly a one-off event
as you can imagine.
So what does it rule in?
Pyrokinesis.
Stop.
There's no time for jokes,
Walter.
Pyrokinesis?
It's not even
a real word.
It was made up by
Stephen King.
You ever see Firestarter
with Drew Barrymore?
Little girl who can start fires
with her mind?
Mr. King
coined the term,
but the phenomenon
existed long before that.
Well, it's not
that complicated, really.
It's merely
a form of telekinesis.
The ability to move objects
with the mind.
- Merely?
- However, with pyrokinetics,
they can excite objects
at a molecular level.
Well, well, look,
think, think of, of, of
each of these grains of cereal
as a molecule.
Uh, as the molecules
start to vibrate more quickly,
they generate heat.
Energy.
Until that energy
must be released!
It's a fascinating demonstration,
Walter.
But it still doesn't explain
why it is
that Susan Pratt blew up.
I suspect
this was a newfound ability.
Well, it, it,
it takes training
to generate a heat source
outside of the body.
Without proper control,
the energy is turned inward.
You see?
She had no other options.
So you think that
she had a choice...
To either
blow somebody else up,
- or blow herself up.
- Yes.
But this poor woman had yet
to master her ability.
Which made her
a powder keg.
Emotional stress,
agitation,
any high anxiety
would set her off.
So where does this ability
come from?
Is it that
she was just born different
or is it something
that someone did to her?
That is the real question now,
isn't it?
I'm not cleaning that up,
by the way.
Dunham.
We got a hit
from that check you found
in Susan Pratt's
apartment.
Uh,
it was cut from a law firm.
Signed by
Isaac Winters.
He has an office
in Charlestown.
No movement.
Why am I not surprised
you brought one of those?
Because you know me
too well.
If we get caught,
I don't know you at all.
Looks like
somebody left in a hurry.
You have
four new messages.
Mr. Winters,
this is Susan.
Susan Pratt.
You told me
to call you
if anything odd
started happening.
Well, it did,
after I took the tests.
Please call me back.
I'm gonna call ERT,
have them dust for prints.
Mr. Winters,
it's Susan again.
You told me--
You told me
not to talk to anybody,
but I'm scared.
What's happening
to me?
Attention,
all citizens.
Evacuate the area now!
Proceed to the
nearest emergency shelter.
This is not a test.
Hey, Liv.
You okay?
You sure
you haven't had any LSD?
Masculine and
magic mushrooms.
It wasn't a drug trip,
Walter.
Well, visual hallucinations
can be caused
by a number of things.
Could you look straight ahead,
please?
Sleep deprivation,
a concussion, brain tumor.
I feel like
I'm losing my mind.
Oh, I don't think so.
If you were actually
going insane,
you'd likely have
no idea what's happening.
Take it from me.
When did these episodes start?
How did they feel?
First with
Susan Pratt's body.
Then it was in
Broyles' office.
The other
on the street.
The same people, the same places,
but bleak.
The, uh,
the city was on fire.
Fascinating.
There's another possibility,
but it's a bit complicated.
Déjà vu.
It wasn't déjà vu,
Walter.
Not even close.
Typical protracted déjà vu.
Prolonged.
What,
you're familiar with the--
The pliability
of space-time, yes?
Of course,
who isn't.
One minute will explain.
Most of us...
experience life as
a-a linear progression
just like this.
But this is an illusion
because every day,
life presents us
with an array of choices.
As a result,
life should look
more like this.
And each choice...
leads to a new path.
To go to work.
To stay home.
And at each choice
we take,
creates a new reality.
- Do you understand?
- Yes.
But what does it
have to do with déjà vu?
Déjà vu is, is, is
simply a-a momentary glimpse
to the other side.
Almost
everyone experiences it.
We feel that
we've been somewhere before
because actually, we have...
in another reality.
It's another path.
The road not taken.
Walter, why me?
Why am I
seeing these visions?
I don't know.
Walter,
what about William Bell's drug trials?
Cortexiphan.
You said that
it worked on perception.
Yes.
If it's true and
I was part of the trials
when I was a kid...
Is it possible
that it's causing these visions?
I don't know.
But what I do know is that
you are a committed investigator.
You're a perceptive agent.
If you are having these visions,
whatever they are,
there must be a reason.
Trust me.
Really, Walter...
From a man
who routinely sees
little green men
prancing through the lab
when
Tam O'Shanters on?
Hey, I think
I found something.
It's another victim...
who died the same way
Susan Pratt did.
I checked it out and
the guy who runs the web site
lives in Malden.
Yes?
Uh, my name is
Olivia Dunham.
I'm a special agent
with the FBI.
We need to speak to
Emmanuel Grayson.
May I see your credentials,
please?
Mr. Grayson,
you operate a web site
called "Galaxy Truths",
where you claim to uncover
conspiracies perpetrated by
foreign governments.
I don't claim.
I accomplish.
Unlike you two.
You're just pawns being used
by the government
to spread
their propaganda.
Look, I can appreciate your opinion,
Mr. Grayson.
- We just want you to ask a few--
- No, no. Look. Look.
You're right, okay?
She's a fed, but I'm not.
I'm just like you.
I am a citizen
in search of the truth.
Give me the photo.
We downloaded this off
of your web site.
It claims that
this person was a victim
of spontaneous
human combustion.
Now you gotta tell us,
where did this one happen?
Budapest.
Three weeks ago.
The victim was an
American graduate student on holiday.
The Hungarian police
say he was attacked
and set on fire.
That's not the truth.
Why do you say that?
Are you familiar with
William Bell?
Of course.
William Bell
killed these people.
What do you mean?
William Bell's company
Massive Dynamic
is a cover for all manner
of unethical behavior.
Multi-national,
outside the purview
of government control.
He founded it
to continue his
experiments
with impunity.
Among them,
secret drug trials.
This was
one of his test subjects.
Then why would
William Bell have him killed?
Well, he didn't.
At least not intentionally.
You see, Bell is trying
to activate his subjects...
to see which ones
were successful.
Some can handle the process.
Others can't.
- What process?
- To create super soldiers.
- Super soldiers.
- Yes.
Like Khan Noonien Singh.
To defend us
in a coming war.
- What war?
- I'm sorry.
- The Khan?
- Yes.
- As in the Wrath of...
- Yes.
Let me guess.
This war, it's against...
The Romulans.
Renegade Romulans
from the future.
Here to change
the timeline.
The sworn enemy
of the Federation.
The Federation.
That would be
the United Federation of Planets.
- Yes.
- Hmm.
And you know all this
because...
I am
the Son of Seric.
Which makes you Spock.
Yes.
Well, Mr. Spock,
thank you for your time.
We'll let you get back
to the bridge now.
Live long and prosper.
Okay, yes,
you were right.
But see that?
I'm a big enough girl
to admit when I'm wrong.
Oh, but I think we can
prepare for that possibility.
It shouldn't be
a problem.
Uh, Mr. Prime Minister,
I'm very sorry,
would you mind holding
for just a moment?
Thanks.
Hello.
When?
Well, no.
Don't do that.
Don't do anything
until I get there.
Sir, I'm so sorry.
Something has just come up.
If you'll excuse me.
Yes. You too.
Get me
to the helicopter fast.
What if
we're overlooking something?
What if Emmanuel Grayson
was right?
About which part?
Being from Planet Vulcan?
No.
Forget that.
But some of what he said
made sense.
We already know that
William Bell conducted drug trials
with experimental drugs.
Cortexiphan,
for one.
Do you have anything stronger
for my coffee?
Uh, yeah. Bottom drawer.
In the cabinet behind you.
And here
I was halfway kidding.
What?
What your father said about
me having these visions
for a reason.
Maybe there's a clue in them
that I'm meant to find.
Meaning what?
We have one victim.
Susan Pratt.
But in my visions,
there are always two bodies.
- Who are they?
- I don't know. Unidentified.
But maybe
if I could get back
to that parallel universe
as Walter describes,
I can ID
that second charred body.
Maybe what's happening there
could help us understand
- what's happening here.
- Happening where?
Nowhere.
Your new assignment.
Always
a pleasure seeing you, sir.
Hey!
Wait a sec. Harris.
Can you stop?
You want me
to submit for a psych exam?
That's right.
I'm concerned for you.
- Why?
- I've read your briefs.
And I'd say your analysis borders
on the paranoid.
Besides which,
your behavior's been noted
as erratic and driven by emotion
and not just by me.
Oh, that is not
what this is about.
My colleagues
need to trust me.
They need
to depend on me.
Not wonder
in the back of their minds,
whether or not
I'm losing mine.
Look,
this job is intense.
- Not wondering to--
- This has got nothing to do
with my ability
to do my job.
- This is about something else.
- This is exactly what
- This is about you and me.
- I'm talking about...
Because right now,
you are acting emotionally.
Yes, you're right,
I am.
You know,
I've tried to move past our history.
I've tried to reason
with you in the interest
of a working relationship.
But you seem to
get off on this.
So fine.
I don't give
a damn anymore.
But I am not going to let you
undermine my ability to do my job.
You can color this
any way you like, Dunham.
But I am still
your superior officer
and that evaluation
is a direct order.
We need to
get their statements...
You put a shoot to kill order
out on the perps.
You understand me?
Don't get close to them.
- Charlie.
- Yeah, what's up?
I was wondering
where we were
on the
Susan Pratt case.
We're at nowhere.
Same place we were yesterday.
I'd like to look again.
You have half of Boston
in quarantined lockdown.
And you're worried about
a pair of charred twins?
Twins?
Sorry.
Didn't see you.
We already ran
Susan's bio.
- Well, we didn't find a sister.
- I know.
And what makes
you think--
Look.
You were right.
Nancy Lewis.
who went missing
Maybe Susan ran away.
Changed her identity.
She must've been running
pretty hard.
Where does Nancy live?
She's local.
Thanks, Charlie.
Hi.
Can I help you?
Nancy Lewis,
my name is Isaac Winters.
Nancy Lewis.
FBI.
We need to
ask you some questions.
It's unlocked.
Nancy.
Coffee's still hot.
Uh,
this is Dunham.
I need immediate forensic dispatch
to 934 Whittier.
Apartment 210.
Dunham.
Take a look at this.
The glass
has been melted.
You think she's starting fires
like her sister?
What is it?
I got an idea.
I'm not sure.
I got it.
Yeah, I knew.
I had to, uh...
Please don't
touch that window.
We haven't pulled
prints yet.
You're not gonna need to.
I think the protocols
and the processing of evidence
are pretty clear.
Let me guess,
you're new around here.
- Is everything all right?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
Just tell Mr. Protocol
to let me do my job, please.
Uh, it's okay.
He's with me.
Are you, uh,
ever gonna tell me
what it is
that you are actually doing?
Help me with this first.
Hold the glass up here.
Gently.
We all hope
that this is important.
I was about
to take my bathe.
Hey.
You have any problem
taking it apart?
Walter tried to take back
the electron microscope.
But I convinced him
that you needed it.
So what's going on?
Nancy Lewis
was kidnapped.
And we're gonna find out
who did it.
I've seen
this woman before.
But why does she look
so familiar?
Maybe because you dissected
her twin sister yesterday.
Remember?
Blond girl about 5'7".
Really well done.
Melted fillings.
Astrid...
Can you plug that in
to the DVI input?
Yes.
Okay.
Here's the deal.
Walter, the project
that I've been working on...
was for you.
For me?
It reconstructs audio.
I wanted you to be able
to digitize
some of those old water-damaged
vinyl records you have.
I know how much that
mean to you.
Thank you, son.
You know,
when he was five,
he--he built me
a popsicle napkin holder.
Dreadful design.
Utterly useless.
Thank you.
But this--
This is...
You're welcome.
Anyway, the basic principles
at work here are very simple.
You all know how
a record player works, right?
Yeah.
A needle goes over
the grooves of the vinyl
and the vibrations it picks up
are amplified into sound.
Exactly.
So the principle is the same.
Except for
instead of a needle,
I use the electron microscope
to take a high resolution,
digital image of the grooves
on the surface of the record.
That image is then
transferred into the computer,
which translates it
back into audio
that we can hear.
You sound just like him.
I'm guessing that with
the software modifications I gave you,
we're gonna be able to do
the same thing with this.
So you're saying that
you can play back
the glass somehow.
Yeah.
Walter says that
these pyrotechnic abilities
only occur
during times
of emotional stress.
I think that
when our twin was kidnapped,
the heat that she generated
caused that window
to liquefy slightly.
Which means...
that any sound that was
in this room at that time
would've left microscopic impressions
in the molten glass.
Like the grooves on a record.
Exactly right.
Now if you'll please
scan the glass.
Okay.
You're ready to go.
All right.
It's transferring
into the sound processor now.
Let's see what we got.
That could've been
one of my records.
It's okay.
It's okay.
I already have a digital scan
of the glass in here.
Let's try that again,
shall we?
Just slow it down.
I don't understand.
It should be working.
Yes. Yes.
Now attenuate
for ambient noise.
Get out of here.
Stay away.
What do you want?!
Please!
See you there.
Poor dear.
Peter, can you play it back
from when he starts to talk?
Yeah.
One sec.
Okay, just there.
Where he's dialing.
Okay, can you
make that clearer?
Sure. Let me just...
isolate the sound.
Are you thinking
what I'm thinking?
My cell phone app can
dial the number from the tones.
This is Harris.
Hey, Charlie.
I'm headed out
for a few hours.
Anybody needs me,
I'm reachable by cell.
You got it.
I got him, Charlie.
He's headed west.
I'm right behind you.
Charlie,
he's approaching a warehouse
off Moore and Adams.
Roger that.
We're turning onto Adams
right now.
Hey.
He used a remote
to get in.
I guess we go
with the old-fashioned way.
No thermal activity yet.
Her body temperature's
normal.
We'll know more soon.
Well,
he's losing patience.
We need her active.
Get it done.
Liv, I heard gunshots.
Are you okay?
Charlie,
we've got a man down.
Charlie,
I've got her.
Back northwest corner.
I'm Olivia.
I am with the FBI.
Help me.
Please.
Don't worry.
You're gonna be okay.
No!
Harris,
open the door!
God damn it, Harris.
Open the door.
Open the door!
I can't breathe.
Well,
look at that.
Good work,
Agent Dunham.
You managed
to activate her
before we could.
Damn it, Harris,
open the door.
She needs help.
Not if
she can control it.
And if not,
she'll explode
and kill the both of you.
So one problem
solves another.
Ah!
I'm burning up!
You're gonna be okay.
Just calm down.
Just calm down.
Yeah, it's me.
I need to speak to him.
Just hold on.
I'm gonna get you out of here.
It worked. She's hot.
We have an active.
But she's a loss.
She's highly unstable.
Why is this
happening to me?
They did something to you--
Maybe to both of us
a long time ago
when we were just kids.
And right now,
you're feeling the effects from that.
But you can control this, okay?
You can control this
and I'm gonna help you.
I just need you to
focus the heat away from us.
- No, I can't.
- Yes, you can.
Just focus.
Focus on anything.
Just focus, Nancy.
You can do this, Nancy.
- No, I can't.
- You can.
Yeah,
I'll take care of it.
There won't even
be a trace.
I, uh, uh...
Oh! It's okay.
Everything's gonna be okay.
Oh, yeah.
You're gonna be okay.
Oh, it's okay.
It's okay.
Okay.
I think you got all of that, Walter.
I'm gonna use the bathroom.
Be right back.
Excuse me.
Could you keep an eye on him,
make sure
he doesn't leave?
Agent Dunham.
Where's Peter?
Peter's
in the bathroom.
What the hell
did you people do to us?
You and William Bell,
Walter.
What did you do to me?
Susan Pratt...
and Nancy Lewis are
from Jacksonville, Florida.
Just like Nick Lane,
the guy that
you conducted drug trials on
when he was a kid.
The drug trials
that you conducted on me.
They were Belly's.
They're Belly's trials.
But you knew.
Walter,
you were there and you knew.
We were
trying to help.
It meant no harm.
No harm?
You were drugging children.
Three-year-old children, Walter.
Why did you do it?
We were
trying to prepare you.
To make you capable.
Able.
Something terrible
is coming.
- What?
- I don't know.
Walter,
what did you do to us?
I don't know.
- Damm it, Walter. You do.
- No, I don't.
I don't.
I-I can't remember.
I'm sorry.
Hey.
Hey.
Walter.
What just happened?
Nina.
What is it?
These were all taken
in the last 24 hours.
You know what happened
the last time he appeared
with this
kind of frequency.
We need to talk.
Astrid,
I found it.
The original manuscript
with the extra pages.
I was right.
Listen to this.
"Our children
are our greatest resource.
"We must nurture them
and protect them.
"We must prepare them
so they can one day protect us."
You see, I was...
Hello, Walter.
Oh. Hello.
It's time to go.
Is it time?
I'll get my coat.
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