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Narrator: Previously on fringe:

The machine is my best chance
of getting home.

Walter's not gonna help me recalibrate it,
so I'm hoping Walternate will.

I need to cross over
into the alternate universe.

Olivia: Put your hands behind your head!
Lincoln: Don't move!

Our universe has been infiltrated
by shapeshifters from your side.

- Your defense secretary's behind them.
- Olivia: We'll sort it out.

Nobody knows you're here but us.

Secretary bishop, I came here
because I needed your help to get home.

And I will do everything in my power.

But you must go back to the other side
and tell them...

Whoever's behind this
is a threat to us all.

You're chasing a story of a suspect
left in a closet.

- What if he's right?
- What if he's not? We have to tell Broyles.

- They're on their way to you now.
- We'll be waiting for them.

Lincoln:
No, you're making a mistake.

Your defense secretary is covering
his tracks. He has been inside...

Colonel Broyles.

Mr. Secretary.

- What are you doing here, sir?
- I understand you have a detainee.

Agent Lincoln Lee
from the other side.

That's right. Who's this?

Please see that agent Lee
is released immediately.

As for the rest...

It's best I explain in private.

Shapeshifters?
You're certain about this?

I wouldn't be here if I weren't.

And if the department of defense
can be infiltrated...

Then, clearly, every branch...

- Of our government is vulnerable.
- You're suggesting...

We have reason to believe your agent
Murphy may have been one of them.

We'll know for sure as soon
as he's autopsied.

- Any idea who they're answering to?
- No.

Nor do we understand their end...

What their agenda is.

We might know more soon.

Agents Lee and Dunham ran a trace
on Murphy's last call.

They're following up as we speak.

I don't know. I've known Murphy since
the academy. He's a straight arrow.

You know, I just got a hunch
this other Lincoln's telling us the truth.

Must be because he has
such a trustworthy face.

- See, I think he's kind of funny-looking.
- You're funny-looking.

- Olivia: Don't move.
- Put your hands up.

Do you know what she is?

A shapeshifter.

Jones: She was once just a human being,
like any other.

- Until you killed her.
- Oh, she's not dead.

Though in a manner of speaking,
she was.

A bookkeeper
for an accounting firm.

Can you imagine anything
more lifeless?

I suppose this is what it feels like
to have a child.

To love as a parent does.

You must be very proud.

Oh, I am.

Of all of them.

Forty-seven so far.

And each one perfect.

I'm so sorry.

- What are you doing to it?
- To her!

Isn't it obvious?

Now I'm killing her.

Why'd you do that?

Because you don't know me
or what I'm capable of.

But if I'm willing to do that
to someone I love dearly...

Imagine what I'll do
to people I don't care about.

- And what is it you need?
- From you? Nothing.

You don't have the authority.

Take me to your leader.

How's the cheese coming?
Is it done soaking yet?

Ah. Agent Dunham.

Hey.

- Spherical pastrami. You hungry?
- Uh...

No. Heh. Thank you.
Um, I was looking for Astrid.

Astrid: Hey.

Walter's just discovered
molecular gastronomy.

I liquefied the meat,
then placed it in an alginate bath.

- It's really quite...
- Disgusting.

The thing about scientific inquiry,
not every experiment is a success.

But I hold high hopes
for the parmesan ice cream.

You've had a fun day?

What's up?

I was hoping you could
do something for me. Uh...

Could you check this blood sample
against the international databases?

Am I looking for anything
in particular?

I don't know, a name, a genetic marker,
anything out of the ordinary.

What's going on?

You seem troubled.

I helped Peter and Lincoln cross over
to the other universe.

Since Walter's refusing to help Peter
get back to where he's from...

He thinks that Walternate
may help him.

And Lincoln's doing recon
on the shapeshifters.

What does that have to do
with the sample?

Probably nothing, but can you call me
if you find anything?

- And wish me luck.
- Where are you going?

Why do you need luck?

Because Broyles doesn't know
about this, does he?

Peter and Lincoln
should've been back.

I'm gonna have to go
and tell him what's been going on.

Ha. Good luck.

- What do we know?
- That he is certifiable.

- Apart from that, nothing else.
- ID?

Lincoln: We didn't find a show-me.
No surprise there.

We ran his biometrics through all the
databases: Criminal, medical, insurance.

Based on his accent, we reached out
to Scotland yard. Nothing.

- Anything at the location?
- Cleared it out before we got there.

- Science division's doing a sweep.
- He knew we were coming.

- He was waiting for us to show up.
- Take him to interrogation. I'll meet you.

And this time, use an actual room,
not the maintenance closet.

- Yes, sir.
- Yes, sir.

Lincoln: Thanks.

You hear they're
bringing up the suspect?

What suspect?

The guy who's behind trying to have us
killed. The guy behind the shapeshifters.

Sir?
Your escort should be here shortly.

Thank you.

- What escort?
- We're leaving.

Wait a minute.
We might finally get some answers.

We should stay
and assist with the interrogation.

No. I got Walternate to help me.
I don't think the way to say thank you...

- Is to tell him how to do his job.
- That's it? You got what you wanted.

Yes, I got what I wanted.

And whatever he finds out,
he's gonna share with you.

You got what you came for. I want to get
to the other side, study the blueprints...

I need to be a part of this investigation.
I lost a partner.

I lost a universe.

- You're scared.
- Yes, I am scared.

I'm scared every day I stay here, the
people I love get farther away from me.

So let them do their jobs.

There's nothing that you can do here
that they can't do for themselves.

Lincoln: What is it?

You know that guy?

I'm colonel Broyles.
I'd like to ask you some questions.

I'm sure you have an abundance
of questions.

But I doubt I'll answer any of them.

Besides which,
we don't have much time.

I imagine you'd like
to avoid unnecessary deaths.

We're not in the business
of responding to threats.

Oh, I wouldn't call it that.

Consider it an insurance policy.

An agent of mine, a shapeshifter posing
as doctor Brandon fayette...

Was taken offline earlier today.

In his office above his desk,
there is a light fixture.

Remove the outer frame.

Tucked inside, there is a hard drive.

You have 12 minutes to bring it to me.

- Twelve?
- Not to worry.

I've been assured that by helicopter
you can make it to the dod...

And back with two minutes to spare.

- Broyles: What's on the hard drive?
- Go.

- We'll call on our way back.
- Jones: It's nothing of interest to you.

Though I'm sure you'll copy the contents
before you let me go.

Before we let you go? Of course.

Anything else you want
while we're at it?

Um, I wouldn't mind a cup of tea.

I imagined you'd be
on your way back home.

I know who that man is.

His name is David Robert Jones.

- Go on.
- He's a scientist.

He has a background in biotechnology
and genetic weaponry.

We'd have a record of him. We don't.
He's not in any database.

Because he's not from your universe.
He crossed over from the other side.

How can you be so certain?

You already told me that things
are different from your timeline.

- Let me talk to him.
- Sir, I hardly think that's wise.

Do you have my tea?

Hardly.

I do have some questions
I'd like to ask you though.

Funny.

The last man in here
said the same thing.

You're not from here, are you?

Did the accent give it away?

No, actually, it was the scars.

Did you see that?
His pulse just went up.

Peter: The last time I saw you,
you were completely falling apart.

Molecular disintegration due
to transporting out of a German prison.

They had to wrap you in bandages just
to keep you from turning into a puddle.

It seems you've figured out a way
to heal yourself.

Do you mind if! Ask?

What was it?
Some sort of DNA graft?

I've never met you in my life.

But I've met you.

Where?

When you were crossing out
of your universe into this one.

You created a doorway, a portal.

I'm the man who closed it on you.

It cut you right in half.

Interesting story.

Yet, I'm still in one piece.

I believe you've run out of time.

- This is Broyles.
- Agent: I have a woman on the line...

Who says you're expecting her call.
She says she's a friend of Mr. Jones.

Go ahead.

Samuels:
Is secretary bishop on the line too?

- Who is this?
- Can Mr. Jones hear me as well?

Broyles: He can.

Walter: What do you want?

Just for you to listen.

Dr. Samuels, do you want me to give
that girl with the bike injury a tetanus?

Not necessary.
I don't think she's gonna make it.

Man:
Open the door! Let us out! Let us out!

Yes?

Uh, sir, can I speak to you?

Is this about Peter and agent Lee?

You know?

That you helped them cross over
to the other side without authorization?

Yes, I know.
I just received word from my alter ego.

Needless to say he was
as amused as I am.

- Are they okay?
- They're fine.

We'll deal with your insubordination
once we've resolved the situation.

What situation?

Take a seat.

You ever heard of a man
named David Robert Jones?

- No.
- Neither had I.

He's been in prison
for possession of state secrets.

Three years ago, he broke out.

Apparently, since then he's made
his way to the other side.

There were 16 people in the er.
All of them dead.

He says if he's not released within 14
minutes, the next attack will be worse.

What do you want to do, sir?

- Prepare him for release.
- What? You can't be serious.

I understand your concerns, agent.

I can't, in good conscience, allow him
to continue to attack civilian targets.

You think capitulating is gonna
make him less dangerous? Tell them.

Tell them this is a terrible idea.

- What idea?
- They're gonna let Jones just walk out.

Do we know what's on the hard disk?

He was accessing
government satellites.

Astrid's reviewing the data now.

Obviously we'll be keeping him
under constant surveillance.

This situation may even play out
to our advantage.

We may learn who he's working with,
where the other shapeshifters are.

We can monitor him
with an internal tracker.

- That's a good idea.
- Lincoln: Glad you like it.

I put one in his tea.

Agent Lee, Dunham,
start organizing the surveillance detail.

I'd like to help, if that's okay with you.

Any objections?

None.

Much better, thank you.

The hard drive, please.

It's been a pleasure.

Man: Yeah, I got it.

Lincoln:
Hey, red, you got anything?

Uh, yeah, I mean, same as you. I'm looking
at a guy who knows he's being watched.

He's gonna make a move soon though.

Check your watch.
He's waiting for the lunch crowd.

- He's gonna try and get lost.
- I'll be waiting.

- So you two seem close.
- Yeah, we are.

Oh, no. No, no. Ha, ha. I mean, not...
Just as partners.

Well, you don't have to say it like that,
like he's hideous.

No, I just broke up with someone and
Lincoln's been my shoulder to cry on.

Olivia: He just got up.

What's he doing?

I'm guessing that's not lunch.

Units, be advised. Suspect removed
some kind of thermos from the trash.

Place Hazmat and
e.O.D. Personnel on standby.

Would you like some money?

- For real?
- Oh, yes.

But I need your help
giving away more of it.

You see, I've realized...

That there's no point
being the richest man in the cemetery.

All right.
This guy's giving out free money!

Are you seeing this?

Yeah, we see it.
What the hell is he up to?

Oh, no.

- Colonel Broyles, we have a problem.
- What is it?

Astrid: Tracking software,
there's some sort of malfunction.

Jones' tracking signal is multiplying.

We're seeing 40 or 50 dots
and counting.

It's the money.
He knows he's being tracked.

- He's put trackers on the money.
- Lincoln: What?

How the hell did he know
which signal we're using?

Damn it.

All units move into the Plaza.
Maintain a visual on the target.

Excuse me! Fringe division!

Olivia: Is there any way
you can zero in on Jones?

I don't know which signal is his.

I don't see him.

Olivia: Okay. I think I got him.

There's a new cluster of trackers forming
by the fountain. North of the Plaza.

Damn it. He just disappeared.

Olivia:
Colonel Broyles, we lost him.

Roger that.

All personnel return to fringe division.

Walter, I know whatever
happened today was a setback.

There's more than that.

We were severely compromised.

Another, please.

And more scotch is gonna change that?

It was my decision, Elizabeth.

I knew the risk.

I took an immense gamble.

And now that man Jones is gone.

I don't think that's
all you're upset about.

You've gone over the blueprints,
haven't you? Like Peter asked you to.

I've tried to see what he's saying.

That the machine is capable
of more than one function.

That it can return him to his timeline.

But I can't help him. And apparently
the other Walter refuses to.

Which is ironic...

Given the length that
that man went to in the past.

That is not your fault. It never was.

Well, the outcome is still the same.

I couldn't save our son then...

And I can't help him now.

Maybe I can.

Maybe I can help Peter.

Astrid: These are all the files
we got from the hard drive.

It seems Mr. Jones was using dod
satellites and ground penetrating radar...

To gather geological information.

So he's looking
for something underground.

What's there? Minerals? Oil deposits?

Nothing of obvious value.
I've cross-referenced the subfolders...

To see which locations
they researched.

So far I haven't found
any meaningful pattern.

- Let me know if you do.
- Yes, sir.

Do you mind if I take a look
at your list of locations?

I don't mind.

Are you really from another timeline?

Yeah, I think so.

Hey, Lincoln, it's me. We're uploading
Jones' face recognition profile...

To the surveillance net now.

No, they're detailed. We got some
photos from the interrogation.

Okay, well, call me when you do.

- Any progress?
- Nothing yet, no.

You got something on your mind?

Actually, yeah.

That tracker we had on Jones...

How did he pinpoint the wavelength
we were on that quickly?

You think someone
from our team told him?

You have a better idea?

Astrid: I'm sorry to interrupt.

That man, Peter. He says he knows
where Jones is going.

I think he was looking for a mineral.
Amphilicite.

It's found mostly
under sizeable deposits of limestone.

I overlooked its significance.

Because on its own,
it has no significance.

In its natural state, it's inert.
It's not reactive like helium.

But it can be used as a power source.

- How do you know all this?
- Where I'm from...

William bell used a tiny amount
to create a battery.

- Jones stole the battery.
- Battery made out of rock?

With this you get
a lot of bang for your buck.

- Well, how much bang are we talking?
- Enough to blow a hole in the universe.

I'm guessing Jones must have
figured out the same process...

And possibly how to weaponize it.

Which is why he's looking for it.

Any idea where he plans on getting it?

Of all the locations he was studying...

The one with the most potential
for amphilicite is located...

Here.

- Lincoln: The Hudson river valley.
- Right. This is the map file...

They accessed the most
on Dr. Fayette's hard drive.

The mohonk quarry. We contacted the
quarry. They haven't seen any trouble.

Which means we may finally
be one step ahead of him.

Contact agent Lee.
I want that quarry secured immediately.

Yes, sir.

We're on the scene. We've got the main
entrance secured and the quarry's clear.

Olivia:
Looks like we beat Jones to it.

Soil is undisturbed. No excavation
for the last two months at least.

Good. Let's secure the Ridge line.

Take up positions on the western edge.
No one gets in or out.

Can you patch me through?

You're on.

There's an access road
above the quarry.

It'd be easy for Jones
to outflank you if you don't guard it.

- What access road?
- Peter: Just to the north of your position.

There's no road.

I'm looking right at it.

Is this the map
from Dr. Fayette's hard drive?

It is. Why?

We're in the wrong universe.

Man:
Border tracking is complete.

Do it.

Something about the air on this side.

It tastes sweeter.

Tail to the west, makes weather best...

And a tail to the east...

Makes weather least.

I told Astrid
she wouldn't need an umbrella.

Excuse me, Dr. Bishop,
you have a visitor.

Not now. Can't you see we're working
on something very important?

Elizabeth: Walter?

I'm not her. You know that, don't you?

Of course.

You're from the other side.

I never expected to see you again.

I suppose it's appropriate that...

A version of our son
should bring us together.

I came here for Peter.

I understand you're refusing
to help him.

I'm sorry you travelled so far.

I can't.
I have made my position quite clear.

The last time I saw you,
you had come to save a boy's life.

Now I've come to do the same.

- Broyles: Welcome home.
- For the record, this was my idea.

Later. There's a chopper waiting.

A tac team is already en route to the
location. We'll meet them there.

- How much trouble are you in?
- On a scale of 1 to 10?

I'm sorry.

It'll blow over. It's not the first time.

Thank you.

I used honey instead of sugar.
I thought...

- But if you would prefer otherwise...
- Actually, I prefer honey.

She did too.

My Elizabeth.

My being here must remind you
of so many things.

I'm reminded of something too.

Of that night, 26 years ago...

When you came to me
on the other side...

And took Peter away with you.

I'm sorry.

I... I should never have done so.

You were trying to save him.

He wasn't mine to save.

I had no right.

- My Peter had already gone.
- You were still a father.

I saw how much you loved him.

- Your strength...
- Not strength. Hubris.

And I've been punished
for it ever since.

-By whom? —by god.

By a deity, whatever you want to call it.

And I understand. I deserve it.
No man should do what I did.

You made a mistake.
That's what being a man is.

No, it was more than a mistake.
I broke universes.

I asked for a sign of forgiveness.

But I got nothing.

There is no absolution for me.

Well, I don't believe that.

I forgive you, Walter.

I forgave you a long time ago.

And if! Can...

God can.

We both lost our sons.

We'll never watch them grow up,
and fall in love, have babies.

But there's something of them in him.

I know you feel it too.

And if you could just help him...

Walter, he deserves to go back
to the people he loves...

And who love him.

I'm afraid.

So is he.

Seven: We got incoming.

- Secure the cargo.
- Guard: Yes, sir.

Hold them off.

Let's go.

- Hey. Can I get one?
- You think you'll need a gun?

Better safe than sorry.

Get down!

We are done here.

Peter: That's Jones!

Olivia:
Lincoln, I'm going after Jones.

Give me your walkie.

- What?
- Now!

Notify colonel Broyles on
the other side. Tell him to send a team.

Olivia, stop! Do not follow Jones!
The window will close behind him.

If it closes while you are going
through it, it will kill you!

Olivia, please, trust me.

Olivia: I'm here.

Are you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm okay.

It seems only hours ago
that I asked Peter to be my emissary.

I knew that despite the accord
that there remained a great deal...

Of distrust and trepidation
between our sides.

Much of it directed towards me.

I also know the truth...

That a new breed of shapeshifter
had infiltrated both our worlds...

And the only way to defeat them
meant working together.

Fully combining our resources
and our talents.

I thought that if you heard this
from someone more impartial...

You'd see the imperative.

That message is no longer necessary.

We know who our enemy is now
and that in itself...

Is a distinct step fonnard.

Now that we know Jones can cross
between sides, we can coordinate.

You have our complete support.

That's all good, but you said that only a
tiny amount of this processed mineral...

Is enough to tear a hole through
a universe. So, what is he planning?

As far as we can tell, he's recovered
at least a hundred pounds of it.

She's right. We'll have to start trying
to game plan what he's after.

How? We have no information
to work from...

And so far,
he has been ahead of us every step.

Jones figured we'd realize
he was interested...

- So he crossed over to the other side.
- We recovered his device.

Yes, but for all we know, he has more of
them. He is holding all the cards on this.

Peter: Not all of them.

You have me.

I know him. And I saw how nervous
he was when I was questioning him.

If nothing else,
I'm a variable that he didn't plan for.

So yes, we will all
have to work together.

But somewhere,
we stopped him once before.

And we can stop him again.

You have to tell me everything
about David Robert Jones.

- The one you encountered.
- Of course.

Okay, like, every little detail
that you remember.

All right, I'm gonna see
what rooms are available.

- What? Now?
- We should get started right away.

Let's do this tomorrow.

I feel like I haven't slept in three days.
First thing. I promise.

That's fair enough.

You know, Peter, before at
the quarry, if it weren't for you...

You're welcome.

All right, I'll have someone
pick you up in the morning.

Peter: Yeah, yeah, I hear you.

Are you okay?

- May I come inside?
- Yeah.

Perhaps something to drink.
It's quite a long walk.

Thank you.

You should know that your mother
was a wonderful woman.

Every version of her.

She came to see you.

I lost the people I loved most,
and I imagine you miss them too...

The people you've left behind.

Yes, I do.

I will help you, Peter.

I will help you get home.

The last 25 years I've spent...

Thinking about losing my son.

I thought I was an expert on loss.

Maybe that's why you are here.

Because there are still things
that I need to learn.

What?

I just spent the last several days
with the other Walter.

And I was very surprised to learn that
he's not the man that I thought he was.

But I am not at all surprised
to learn that you are.

Is that a good thing?

Yes, Walter.

That is a very good thing.

You know, I used to live here.