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Narrator: Previously on fringe:

You are looking through a window
into another world.

An alternate universe, just like ours.

And in each of them,
there is a version of us.

I can't let Peter die again.

- I can save him.
- Walter, Peter is dead.

I'm talking about the other Peter,
on the other side.

I crossed into another universe
and took a son that wasn't mine.

God help me.

Peter? Olivia Dunham.
I'm with the FBI.

Your father's Walter bishop.

He worked out of Harvard
in an area called fringe science.

You're telling me
my father was Dr. Frankenstein?

Ask yourself why they picked you.

We gave you the ability to identify
things from the other universe.

Was it me who described it
as a glimmer?

I'm not from here, am I?

- Son...
- I am not your son.

- I can take you back where you belong.
- Peter is in danger. Help us cross over.

Walter is the secretary of defense.
The fringe team answers to him.

- Your team?
- Man: Francis and Dunham.

These invaders from another universe
can't be trusted.

You gotta trust me. I'm you.

You have to come back
because you belong with me.

They're heading back to
the opera house. Make the switch.

Broyles: Welcome back.

Please let me out of here.
Please let me out of here!

Woman: Agent Dunham...

I'm trying to help you
get your life back...

So that you can go home.

Back to your life, your job...

Your family.

This is not my home.

Woman: Because you come from
another universe?

Olivia, what is happening to you,
given the nature of your job...

The upsetting events you come
in contact with on a regular basis...

Coupled with
the injury to your head...

It's not surprising
your mind has created this fantasy.

A means of processing the trauma.

This is not a fantasy.

You agree you are an agent
with fringe division?

I work for the FBI in fringe division...

Dealing with weird
and mysterious events...

That threaten the safety
of the United States and its residents.

Woman: Good.

Is this your mother?

She looks like her, but it isn't her.

Agent Lincoln Lee, Charlie Francis...

Are these your partners?

And who is this?

Another Olivia Dunham.

The Olivia Dunham from over here.

And how does that sound to you,
Olivia...

What you're saying?

That there is another world
beyond this world...

Populated with people
who look exactly like the people here?

It sounds preposterous...

Which is what I thought
when I first learned about it.

But as insane as it sounds,
it's the truth.

Who's Peter?

After you were injured
outside the opera house...

When you were under anesthesia,
you mumbled the name "Peter."

Is he one of your friends?

The ones who came here with you
from the other universe?

Peter is my colleague.

A civilian consultant.

My team and I crossed over here
to find him and bring him home.

And where are they now...

Peter and your friends?

I don't know.

But I assume they had to go home
without me.

Olivia...

I know it's really scary...

Not being in control
of one's own mind...

Dr. Anderson, I am not crazy.

That is not my mother.
My mother died when I was 14.

The Charlie Francis that I knew
was murdered.

I have never won an olympic medal
for marksmanship.

None of these are me.

This is not my life.

Anderson: You think I'm trying
to convince you you're someone you're not?

Why would I do that?

I don't know.

You wanted to see me, sir?

Treatments are not working.

Well, that's not such a surprise.

We always knew that transferring
memories was a long shot at best.

Let's try again, please.

Sir, if we give her another dose...

You and I know something...

That many lives and many more dollars
have been spent to keep secret:

That we are at war.

At war with another universe...

Populated by creatures who have
damaged the very fabric of reality.

All around us,
our world is under attack.

Somehow this girl came here.

Somehow she is equipped
to move through universes.

We need her
to help us understand this skill.

Because if we can do it...

We can win this war.

And if not...

Soon there'll be nothing left
to protect.

Let's try again.

Is it dinner already?

Man: Afraid not.

Please.

Please don't do this again.

I don't feel so good.

- I can't... I can't breathe.
- Unstrap her. Sit her up.

Woman: Code blue. Code blue.

- Freeze! Hold it right there!
- Come on, come on.

Man: I see her! Over there!

Reporter:
President Obama has chosen...

Former President John F. Kennedy...

To lead the government's new agency
aimed at slowing ecological breakdown.

President Kennedy plans to step down
from his role as u. N. Ambassador...

Olivia: Drive.

I need your show me.

You know I can't put this cab into drive
without your ID...

What's your name?

- Henry.
- Okay. Listen, Henry.

What I need you to do right now
is I need you to drive.

Okay.

No, sir, not yet.

Shore patrol says there's no way
she could have made it.

The currents are impossible
this time of year.

What do you think?

From what I know of Olivia Dunham,
she's the one person I bet could survive.

Then find her.

Why are you wearing a hospital gown?

Are you sick?

I've been held against my will...

And I'm being pursued by a division
of the government.

They've done experiments on me.

They're trying to convince me
that I'm someone that I'm not.

Is that your family?

Look, I'm just getting my life
back together.

I don't know what you're doing,
but the last thing I need is trouble.

You're not in any trouble, Henry...

As long as you do exactly as I say.

Okay, I want you to slow down.

Just stop here and park.

Give me your ID, your show me.

You're gonna go into that store,
and you're gonna buy me some clothes.

I now know where
you and your family live.

If you alert anyone, Henry,
I assure you, trouble will find you.

I understand.

Francis: Knock, knock.

Who's there?

Uh, no one.

Because you're so ugly
no one would come to your door.

Lincoln: Ha, ha.

Hey, Melissa,
you know how Francis can tell...

Which end the worms living
inside his body are which?

Tickles them in the middle
and sees which end farts.

Boom.

- I'll get you some water, Lincoln.
- Yeah.

What have you heard?

How much longer
are they gonna keep her there?

You know Olivia. She's strong.

Physically, she's doing a lot better.

But they're saying she had
a complete psychotic break.

I've heard of people losing time,
you know?

Not being able to remember the day
leading up to a bad car accident.

But this is crazy.

- And the other Olivia?
- She escaped to the other side...

Along with the secretary's son
and the other Walter bishop.

You know, three days ago, I was eating
a bowl of chocolate ice cream.

I was watching Tom Cruise
kick some ass on TV.

I thought, "life's pretty good."

- And now all of this.
- Broyles: I'm afraid it's gotten worse.

- Sir.
- How are you coming along?

I'm doing okay.

What is it?

Last night, agent Dunham escaped
from the facility on Liberty island.

Nice ink. What does it mean?

What?

Henry:
Tattoo on the back of your neck.

It looks like a sun of some kind.

Oh, they must have done it to me.

She must have one.
The other one must have a tattoo.

The girl they're trying
to make you believe you are?

Yeah, that sounds right. I agree.

Hey, don't do that. Don't placate me...

- Because you think that I'm...
- Crazy?

What would you think if I jacked your
cab in a hospital gown with a gun...

Telling you folks are trying
to make me believe...

I'm a tattooed version of myself?

- I know I sound insane.
- Little bit.

Well, I'm not insane.
I'm not who they say I am.

Okay.

So where we going?

You're taking me home.

I don't have to tell you
a delusional fringe agent...

With sensitive classified information
is of great concern.

Do you have any idea
where she's gone?

Not yet.

Considering her mental state,
she could be anywhere.

Where are you going?

- To get my clothes.
- Not you.

- Olivia's in trouble. I'm not sitting here.
- I thought you had to go...

- To the hyperbaric chamber.
- I can be out for eight hours at a time.

I got six hours left today.

Melissa.

Get my nanite wraps.

Crowd: Amber is death!

Officer:
I need everyone behind the barricade.

Crowd: Amber is death!
Amber is death! Amber is death!

If I'm not back in 15 minutes,
you can leave.

The opera house?
That's where your home is?

No, but that's how I got here
and that's how I'm gonna get back there.

What's to stop me from leaving now?

Heh.

Henry arliss Higgins.
3248 Hastings Avenue, apartment 3.

Blood type, b-negative.
Your inoculations are up to date...

Except for your typhus
which is 17 days overdue.

You might wanna get that
taken care of.

Officer:
Security, check his show me.

Security, check his show me.

Hey. Hey.

Agent Dunham.
Sorry, I didn't recognize you.

I wasn't aware fringe division
was overseeing this.

Oh, that's okay,
I should have ID'd myself.

So is it, uh, true
what they say about this place?

People have disappeared
into thin air inside?

I know, I know. Classified.

Things keep getting weirder
all the time.

- If you'll excuse me, I'm...
- We should step back.

I'll only be a minute...

There's no time.
Protocols are already in effect.

- Yeah, I understand...
- Look, agent. Agent, you can't.

- Anything yet?
- Agent Farnsworth is running scenarios.

There's a 6 percent chance
agent Dunham will return to surrender.

An 11 percent chance
she'll return to attack.

A 21 percent chance she will attempt
to contact someone she knows.

A 29 percent chance she will return to
where her trauma occurred.

And a 33 percent chance
that she will leave the country.

- Did someone contact the borders?
- Yeah.

- She's good at disguises.
- I've told them that too.

Agent Dunham just left
the orpheum theater in a city taxi.

Get a line on the tracker in that cab.

Yes, sir.

So, what now?

I don't know yet.
Can you just keep driving?

It's my wife.

Okay.

Don't do anything foolish, Henry.

Hey.

Yeah, yeah. I know.

I never put it in there.
It was in Laura's old room.

Laura's... yeah.

Nothing. I got a fare.

Okay.

I love you, hon.

For sure.

What's her name?

Jasmine.

Unless I'm in the doghouse,
then she's "honey."

So most of the time it's "honey."

What about you? You got someone?

Sort of.

That's a odd name, "sort of."

His name is Peter.

He's sort of the reason I'm here.

Can you take me to 65518th street?

- Just off 10th Avenue.
- What's there?

- A company called massive dynamic.
- Never heard of it.

They make technology
that could get me home.

There's a lady who works there
who may be able to help me.

Well, if we're going down to Chelsea,
we're gonna need some gas.

- Remember.
- Yeah, I know. I know.

You got my number.

Jedi mind trick.

Lincoln: Hey, Liv.

Thank god we found you.

Okay. I know I'm not
quite my handsome self...

But a hello would be nice.

I know about the shootout
at the orpheum.

Colonel Broyles told me all about it.

- I know you took a blow to your head.
- Don't you come any closer.

Liv, I'm going through it myself.

Believe me, I know that the treatment
can feel worse than the disease.

But they're just trying to fix you.
We all just wanna help you get bet...

- —Liv.
- Take your gun out...

And put it on the ground.

Olivia, come on.

- I've been your partner for two years.
- Put your gun on the ground.

This isn't necessary.

Kick it over here.

- What do you think I'm gonna do?
- I don't know.

I don't know you.

Whatever they told you,
I am not who you think I am.

Liv, think about what you're doing.

You can't just keep running.

Get in the car.

Get in the car.

- What are you doing?
- Just drive.

Go, go, go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

You're a hell of a shot.

No, actually, I'm not.

Well, you could've fooled me.

Hey, what are you doing?

They won't be able to find us now.

Thank you.

She must've removed
the cab's tracker.

We've tapped into the surveillance
cams, but haven't picked anything up.

- Did you see the incident footage?
- Yes, sir.

You know what I'm thinking?

There's one person at fringe division
who could make a shot like that.

It's working.

- Why did you pull over?
- This is it.

Eighteenth street, 10th Avenue.
That's where you said.

Oh, no.

- What?
- Well, it's not here.

They must never have built it.

Okay, maybe you got the cross
streets wrong. Let me look it up.

Man: Stay with your brother!
There you go.

I'm stuck here.

Are you okay?

Shadowgrove circle.

302 shadowgrove circle.

It's in tarrytown. It's
a... it's a safe house.

Walter must've told me about it.
I don't know why I forgot.

- Tarrytown's 40 minutes from here.
- Okay. You better get going.

Hey, frank.

Charlie. What's up?

Do you have news about Olivia?

You mind if! Come in?

Come on.

He obviously means a lot to you.

Excuse me?

The guy you mentioned.
Why you say you came here.

Frank? Yeah.

Thought you said his name was Peter.

Peter.

Right.

You don't look so good.

How long till we get there?

Not long.

I haven't slept
since this whole thing happened.

I don't even know
what's wrong with her.

Nobody will even give me
a straight answer.

We're gonna get her better.

I promise you. We just...

We just gotta find her.

Can you think of something
that, uh, we might've missed?

You know? Um, someone else
she could've gone to for help?

Some place she could be hiding out?
A friend? Anything?

- Marilyn is back in town.
- I thought she was in France.

She came home
when she heard what happened.

You know, the last time
I ran a fare out this far...

The meter read about 300 bucks.

Guess I'll just put it on your tab.

I can wait for you, if you like.

No. You go home to your family.

You gonna be okay?

I'm not crazy, you know.

But to prove that to you, I'd have to tell
you some things that were even crazier.

You know, a few years ago,
I was in a bad way.

Couldn't pull myself out.

Inside, I knew I was somebody else.

There was only one person
who believed that.

Jasmine.

She saw the man I knew I was.

She was the only one.

I mean, sometimes you just gotta
believe in what you can't see.

Thank you.

Woman: Olive?

Mom?

Sweetheart.

I know what happened.
They told me about your breakdown.

I came home as soon as I heard.
I tried to see you. They wouldn't let me.

Sweetheart, I've been so scared.

I'm not your daughter.

My mother died
when I was 14 years old.

This is all wrong.

- You're not supposed to be here.
- Sweetheart.

- I'm not your daughter.
- Yes, you are. You're just confused.

- This was my way home.
- This is your home.

My home was in Jacksonville, Florida.
I was brought up on an army base.

I've never been here before!

If you've never been here,
how did you know to come here?

- I helped you paint, didn't I?
- Yes.

You picked the colors. I wanted blue,
but you convinced me to use...

Yellow. Because it was more cheerful.

Sweetheart, this is your home.
This is your safe house.

Sorry to bother you, Mrs. Dunham.

Just, um,
wondering if you heard from Olivia.

- She's here.
- She is?

Come on in.

Hey.

Walter:
Olivia Dunham has been recovered.

It appears that your treatments
have taken effect after all.

Your plan was sound.

They just needed a bit more time
than you assumed.

Brandon: No, wasn't time.

It was the adrenaline from her escape.

The adrenaline triggered
our Olivia's memory b lymphocytes.

It carried them across
the blood-brain barrier...

And successfully transferred
the memories...

Which means,
for all intents and purposes...

She is our Olivia now.

- Thanks, Charlie.
- For what?

For being my friend.

- —Hey, Liv?
- Yeah?

Thank you for not shooting me.

Give her the weekend.

After that,
she should be fine to go to work.

Then I assume this is the time
to ask you why.

Why convince her
she's our Olivia Dunham?

Why is it necessary?

You don't need to worry about that
just yet.

You'll know soon enough.

Due respect, Mr. Secretary...

You're embedding one of them
on my team...

And you've embedded
my agent with them.

I need to know now.

Good work today, Phillip.

And that's what you call him?
"Walternate"? Your real father.

Okay. Go on.

Well, Walternate took me over there
because he said he needed me...

To help him fix the damage
on the other side.

But you believed he was lying to you?

Yeah. He never had any intention
to fix the other side.

He wanted me
to help him destroy ours.

- Hmm, what?
- Pen's dying.

- Here, give it to me. I know a trick.
- A trick?

To save a dying pen?

Do you want me to fix it or not?

That's okay.
We're almost finished here.

I just have one more question.

Um, you said,
when you learned Walternate...

Was lying to you, your first thought
was anger, that you wanted...

To put a stop to his agenda.

But you could've done that
by staying there.

So the one thing I don't understand is,
why'd you come back?

You know,
I haven't seen those in a while.

- Your shoes.
- Wallabees.

Are you bringing them back?

Where did they go?

Oh, good.

He's done.

- How was it?
- Endless.

But it's over now.
So we can get on with our lives.

Great. How about we start
with dinner?

I'm starving.

The whole time I was in there, there was
only one thing I could think about.

Yeah? What?

- That.
- Heh.

Let's go. I'm sure tomorrow will bring
the usual insanity.

May as well enjoy a night off.