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- Am I responsible for this?
- Bell: I'm afraid you are.

Narrator: Previously on fringe:

Walter: Our universe is starting
to break down.

What was happening on the other side
is starting to happen here.

I destroyed their world to save ours.

May god have mercy on us.

Nina: The machine came on
by itself, without Peter.

You think Walternate
turned the machine on?

It's triggered by a sympathetic response
from the one here. It makes sense.

How could he without Peter?

Peter: We all thought that I could turn
the machine on. Maybe I can turn it off.

Dear god.

Woman: All civilians
proceed to evacuation route immediately.

Agent bishop, take cover!

Where the hell am I?

Nurse 1: Peter bishop. 47 years old.
Wound in the abdomen.

Nurse 2: BP is 110 over 70.
Nurse 1: Start an iv.

Where am I?

You were injured in a fringe event.
You're in good hands. It's okay.

Just lie back. Just relax.

He's bleeding pretty bad.
Get me units of his reserve blood.

Start transfusion now.

Agent bishop, please, just lie still.

Nurse 1:
Get me the uv cauterizer.

It's all right, Peter.
You're going to be fine.

Ella: I'd like to find out
how Peter bishop is doing.

May I see your badge?

I don't have a badge yet.

I was just promoted last week.

I have a temporary bar code.
Can I show you that?

Sure.

Thank you, agent Dunham.

Agent bishop has been
in recovery for an hour.

- He should be out soon.
- Olivia: Ella.

Peter's fine, aunt Liv.

He's in recovery.

I mean, uh, agent Dunham. Ma'am.

You can just call me "boss"
like everybody else.

Now, how are you?

I'm fine. I remember being in my SUV,
and next thing I knew...

I was on the ground and there
was shrapnel everywhere.

People are saying that
it's the end-of-dayers.

That's what we think.

Peter: Hey.

Olivia: Peter.

How are you feeling?

Oh, just like new.

- So, what did the doctor say?
- The doctor says I'm fine.

No. They said to stay off
his feet for a few days.

- You're pushing yourself.
- Moreau is out there.

Peter, stay off your feet. This is one of
those times you say, "you were right."

I'm not going to say
you were right...

Because I got state-of—the-art
science on my side.

I feel fine, hon.

Do you remember what
you were saying in the field...

About the machine
and being from the past?

Well, I didn't say I didn't get
my bell rung, but I'm doing better now.

Two eggs over easy,
bacon and grapefruitjuice.

That's what I made you
for breakfast on Sunday.

Astrid: Hey, guys. Look.

Olivia:
There's a stage three tear.

We've initiated Amber protocol.

Hey. The security firm
just e-mailed this video.

We think they gained entrance
from the side fire door.

- How come they didn't trigger the alarm?
- It was disabled.

That's not all. We think
we found an electrilight.

It must've been a dud.

I believe so.

We finally get to see one.

The end of days.
It's one of my father's favorite sermons.

The world dies and the
savior arrives to end suffering...

And Usher all the worthy
into heaven.

Pass me those alligator clips.

If my father ever met
one of the kooks...

Who's attempting to end the world,
he'd probably kill them himself.

Agent:
Agent? Eyewitness statements.

I'll let you know if any of this
is worthwhile.

Anything?

Not only can I not tell you
how the thing works...

According to all the readings,
it shouldn't be working at all.

There's probably
only one person on earth...

Who can tell us how
this thing functions.

Got any markers you could call in?

You think now is the time?

I think it might be past time.

Hello, Walter.

It must be bad if they're
letting you see me.

I heard a rumor that
the sun was burning out.

They don't tell me much in here.

The sun is still shining.

I also hear there's been a massive
increase in kappa radiation.

That one's true.

A wormhole opened in central park,
right in the center of sheep's Meadow.

It took us months, but we were
finally able to Amber it over.

A wormhole shouldn't
emit that type of radiation.

Not... not unless it's
a wormhole through time.

Exactly right. The carbon levels were
consistent with the late paleozoic era.

Two hundred and fifty
million years ago.

Paleozoic?

Sauropods?

My old self would have been
fascinated with that.

How's Olivia?

She's fine. Thank you.

I need your help.

What is it?

We're not exactly sure.
Some kind of light bomb.

Made by a terrorist group.
Call themselves the end-of-dayers.

They used them on soft spots trying to
rip holes in the fabric of the universe.

Trying to accelerate the end of days.

I'm hoping if we can figure out how
it's made and maybe trace the parts...

We can stop them
before it's too late.

Even if I could help you...

I can't do it from here.

I would need my tools...

My special instruments.

We both know
that's not going to happen.

Senator. Broyles: Hello, Peter.

Thank you for your time.

No need for formality in here.
It's good to see you.

Have a seat.

You said it was urgent.

It is. I assume you've been briefed
about the end of days organization.

I'm well aware of the situation, yes.

We recovered this device from
what's left of the opera house.

Science has been trying to crack
the technology but without much luck.

What do you need?

I need Walter.

Grant him a furlough,
so he can help us on the case.

That's out of the question.

If we can understand this technology,
we may prevent future attacks.

Consult with him in prison if
you need to. That's all I can offer.

Why? Are you worried about
your re-election prospects?

You know me better than that.

I'm worried about that.

The entire globe is disintegrating.
We're putting on band-aids...

And every day, more people are lost
because of it, and Walter is responsible.

I know him.

And I know his intentions
weren't this.

But there's not a person who hasn't
lost someone they love because of him.

You can't begrudge
the anger they feel.

I'm out there in the streets with them.

And yeah, maybe I am
putting band-aids on it...

Until we can figure out
how to reverse the damage.

But at least it's something.

And if we figure out this technology,
I guarantee you...

We will prevent future casualties.

Phillip.

If what we lost in Detroit
still means anything to you...

Just give me one chance.

It's all I'm asking.

Where are my things?

They're all in evidence, Walter.
Don't worry, Olivia's on it.

Your equipment will be here shortly.

Will Astrid be here?

Ha, ha. No. Astrid's a fringe agent now.
We need her out in the field.

I suppose since she's no longer
caring for me, she was able to...

Spread her wings.

May I take a look out back?

My old office.

I didn't realize how much
I missed swivel chairs.

I've also missed swiveling.

There's someone here to see you.

A visitor?

Walter: Olivia! Ha-ha-ha!

- Congratulations are in order, my dear.
- What for?

Well, the wedding, of course.

Oh. That was a while ago now.

Walter:
This is the first opportunity I've had...

To give you an appropriate
welcome to our family.

I always did want a daughter.

Thank you, Walter.

For goodness' sake, doesn't the word
"fragile" mean anything to you?

Is that you?

I learned to control it a few years ago.

I'm impressed.

Moreau:
So, what's the next target?

Walter:
The wormhole in central park.

Moreau: Considering your world was
destroyed by one, I suppose it's fitting.

- Walter: Is this it?
- Followed your specifications...

To the letter.

More than twice the yield of
the device we used last night.

It won't be long...

Until this world joins mine.

Boys.

Any luck?

Afraid not. Can't make any
sense of this technology.

I'll continue to run diagnostics
on the canister...

But even if I am successful,
our world is still ending.

You may stop this group,
but you cannot stop the inevitable.

Our destiny was set the day
we triggered the machine.

I didn't understand
until it was too late...

That our two worlds
were inextricably linked.

Without one,
the other simply cannot exist.

When their world was destroyed...

That was the day we sealed our fate.

For all intents and purposes...

That was the day we died.

We don't know that for sure.

Walter: Have you seen him?

Walternate?

Nobody has. He's become a recluse.

Imagine coming over here
to try to save your world...

Only to be stuck here
when your world was destroyed.

Not to mention having the same face
as the most reviled man in the universe.

I just wanted to say...

At the trial, you spoke on my behalf.

Walter, I'm the one
who got in the machine.

I'm the one who destroyed
the other universe.

The courts perceived that you did it
to defend our universe, and so do I.

This all began with me, my hubris.

- Walter.
- And I just wanted to say thank you.

No matter who was at fault,
you're my dad.

That smells insanely good.

Well, after the day we had, I figured
we deserve better than take-out.

Hey. How you holding up?

Heh, I'm doing fine, why?

Well, you know how Walter
would always cook...

When he was worried about you,
so...

Of all the bad habits I could pick up
from him, that's the least of them.

Amanda from across the street
gave it to us.

That's you and me and
the little baby that we're gonna have...

That she is planning on babysitting.

Well, I think we should
get started on that right away.

You're really gonna use a drawing
from a little girl to get lucky?

It sounds so dirty
when you say it like that.

She's a sweet little girl.

You know, hon,
if you wanted to reconsider...

I can't say that I don't think about it...

That I don't wish things
were different.

Honey, people still have families.

Look at Amanda.

She was born into this world
and she's still happy.

And the world could get better.

So I still think we're gonna have a kid.

- I hope you're right.
- I think we'll have several.

Two, maybe three.
A little tribe of bishops.

- Hello?
- Walter: I understand now.

They're splitting atoms.

Not as an outcome goal,
but as a means to an end.

- Slow down, Walter.
- The diagnostics on the canister.

They show residual traces
of strontium 90.

That's a radioactive isotope.

That's how they're
making the electrilights.

- Which means it'll leave a signature.
- Yes.

Like radioactive bread crumbs,
they'll lead us to whoever's doing this.

We need science division
to monitor radiation tracking maps.

It'll be faster if you exclude readings
inconsistent with strontium 90.

And look for spikes
in the remaining data.

This is a campground.

Do you think it's even possible
to split atoms here?

I see them making s'mores maybe,
but weapons of mass destruction?

- No.
- Is this the right place?

Tracking system is detecting
the same signature...

That registered on the canister.

So then where's the lab?

Okay, you keep searching.
I'm gonna call this in.

Find anything out of the ordinary,
I wanna know.

Yes, ma'am.

Agent: Sir. We found this
sitting on top of a rock.

I don't know if it means anything.

- Thank you, agent.
- Sure.

Olivia: Peter?

Maybe Walter was wrong
about the signature.

Yeah. I'll go back to science division.

See if something's wrong
with the detection sensors.

Okay, let me know
if you find anything.

Yup, will do.

How come no one respects my desk?

You're too nice.

Man:
Team 1, get ready to deploy.

Perimeter breach
in sector 8 in central park.

This technology is 10,
maybe 15 years ahead of its time.

I don't mind saying, it's something
I would like to have invented.

I mean for peaceful purposes.
Mining, maybe.

Walter, what about the components?

Where were these parts made?
I haven't the foggiest.

Dunham.

- I'm on my way.
- What's wrong?

A security breach at the wormhole.

Someone in the park ID'd Moreau.
Come on.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello, Peter.

Why'd you leave me the key, Walter?

I knew you'd recognize it.

I couldn't just call you.

- Yes, you could have.
- No, no, no.

Not if I wanted the proper reunion
that we both so richly deserve.

So letting me know
that Moreau worked for you...

That was your way
of getting my attention?

Among other things.

I should have known that
the electrilight came from you.

After all, Walter was the only one brilliant
enough to figure out how it worked.

It stands to reason that you were
the only one brilliant enough to invent it.

- Yin and Yang.
- That's interesting.

Interesting that you should say that.

- Yin and Yang.
- Why are you doing this?

Yin and Yang. One man broke the
universe. The other man did nothing...

But have his son stolen,
his life stolen, ruined.

I came over here at the end
on a mission of mercy.

To ask for help for my side.

The race was lost.

A race I didn't initiate, but still I came.

And you destroyed us, Peter, my son.

- You destroyed your own...
- You activated the machine on your side.

You were going to use it
to destroy this universe.

I only acted in self-defense.

Do you know what it's like
to wake up...

And just for a moment...

Think that everything is as it was?

And then to realize it's not and
the nightmare you had was real?

Soon, everyone here will experience loss
the way that all those over there did.

Air, water.

Light, even.

Butyou_.

You will experience loss
the way I did.

What does that mean?

You destroyed my universe, son...

And I'm going to destroy yours.

But not all at once.

Peter's still not picking up.

Man: Agent Dunham.

Spotted a vehicle
near the perimeter breach.

- Olivia: What kind of vehicle?
- A bus.

Okay. I want all tactical teams
to enter the restricted area...

I came here alone, Walter...

To make a personal plea to you.

I'm sorry for the suffering
that I've caused you.

I'm sorry for destroying your people.

Our people.

I'm sorry for destroying our world.

And if I could take back that choice...

I would.

But it's no excuse
for what you're doing now.

And it has to stop.

I don't wanna have to use these.

But you're going to
come with me now, father.

You know, if I was really there,
I might not be able to resist killing you.

I think this is the better way
so you learn about loss.

Let's start by killing
someone you love.

They're gonna evacuate the area
to try and contain the wormhole.

So can you move everyone
back to sector 3?

Olivia Dunham...

My wife...

Was everything to me.

Why have we stopped?
What is this, some kind of protest?

No, it's the wormhole.
They're still trying to seal it up.

When we start moving again,
can we cut over and take Columbus...?

Wait, no. Turn the car around.

Please.

I need to get back to my lab.

Diagnostics are almost complete.

You used to call me uncle Walter.

Do you remember?

I don't remember much
from before it got bad.

So sorry.

I understand words can't come close
to medicating your loss.

Truly, if I could go back in time
and change things, I would.

I would give anything to be able
to go back and make different choices...

But you can't.

There aren't any happy endings
nowadays, are there?

No, I suppose not.

I remember the cow
that stayed over there.

She had kind eyes.

She did, didn't she?

My gene.

I do miss her.

Walter: That's it.

Peter, I was wrong. It's not too late.

You can save both worlds.
We can do it all over again.

But this time, you simply need
to make a different choice.

And should something go wrong,
then Olivia will be our fail-safe.

Walter, stop.

Olivia is dead.

But she won't be.

The machine?

I turned that on 15 years ago.

And all the time I sat in prison,
I couldn't figure out where it came from.

I knew the pieces were buried
millions of years ago...

But how did they get there,
so deep in the past?

But now I understand...

I sent them there.

The wormhole in central park.
I sent them back through time.

Peter, you can stop the destruction
before it occurs.

If that's the case,
don't send the machine back.

We'll never discover it
and I'll never destroy the other universe.

It doesn't work that way.

I have already done it. Therefore,
I have no choice but to do it again.

- Walter, that doesn't make any sense.
- It does.

It's a paradox.

I can't change what happens
because it's already happened...

But you can make a different choice
within what happened.

I simply need to find a way to bring
your consciousness fonivard to now...

So that you can witness what will
happen if you make the same choice.

Peter, for all I know,
it could be happening already.

Don't you see? We can fix everything.

We can cheat the rules of time.

Imagine the repercussions.

There's no way of telling
what the cost might be.

But it can't be worse than this.

Can't be worse than this.

What would I need to do?

Walter, what's happening to him?

His heart rate's going up,
156 and climbing.

- What's it doing to him?
- Walter: I don't know.

It's been 60 seconds. How much longer
we gonna let him stay?

Peter is interfaced with the machine
at a biological level.

If we take him out prematurely,
I'm afraid we'll harm him.

- Walter: What is it?
- Sir, it just started 60 seconds ago.

- What started exactly?
- The machine, something is happening.

The diagnostics are through the roof.
Look at this.

The soft spots, they're not closing,
they're getting worse.

Bring me Olivia Dunham, now.

I don't understand
what you're asking me to do.

The drawing suggests that
you have a connection with the machine.

That you can stop it.
That you can turn it off.

They outsmarted you, didn't they?

They know
you turned the machine on...

So they put Peter in theirs.

Now we're the ones
that are gonna get destroyed.

- Something's wrong.
- Help me, quick.

Broyles: Come on, let's move in.

Peter.

Olivia, you're alive.

Are you doing that?

I understand now.

Walter. I understand now.

I understand what the machine does.

I know what it's capable of
and I know where it came from.

- The first people?
- Peter: Yes, the first people, Walter.

But the first people are us.
You, more specifically.

And maybe Ella and Astrid.

I don't know who took the machine
back through time.

But I know something else.

I've seen doomsday.

And it is worse than anything
you could possibly imagine.

This isn't a war that can be won.

Our two worlds are inextricable.

If one side dies...

We all die.

So I've torn holes in both the universes
and they lead here to this room...

A bridge, so that we can begin
to work together to fix...

You shattered my universe.

You have any idea
how many deaths you've caused?

That was an accident.

What you have tried to do,
you've done on purpose.

Whatever you've both done,
we're here now...

So maybe it's time we start to fix it.

You were right.

They don't remember Peter.

September:
How could they? He never existed.

He served his purpose.