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Narrator: Previously on fringe:

Broyles: A series of events has occurred.
These events appear to be scientific.

- It's referred to as the pattern.
- Olivia: Olivia Dunham.

We need to know what happened
and who's behind it.

- Anybody you need, you can have.
- Olivia: Walter bishop.

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

- Step back.
- Peter: You're telling me...

My father was Dr. Frankenstein?

I have a job
to defend our national security...

And I assure you, we are not secure.

When the threat is unimaginable,
that is when we are at the door.

The clouds in the sky

- Hello?
- Hey, honey. I'm glad I caught you.

Where are you? Did you make it?

Airport lounge.

About to board in 15 minutes.

Look, nat, I know with mom being sick
and me traveling so much, I feel bad.

- I told you it wasn't gonna be like this.
- Natalie: It's all right.

Let's do something
when you get back.

- Randy: You're not upset?
- No, I understand. Don't worry.

If you have to work, you have to work.

Are you on your way home?

Natalie: There was some traffic.
I'll be home in about five minutes.

Man: Any tears that you shed...

Oh, listen, they just called my flight.

Okay. Have a safe trip.
Call me when you land.

- Happy anniversary.
- Natalie: [Love you.

I love you too.

Randy, you're gonna get it.

Randy, you totally got me, heh.

I had no idea.

Randy?

Stop it. You're scaring me.

Randy?

Randy?

The monkey thought that everything
was on the square

well, the buzzard tried to throw
the monkey off his back

but the monkey grabbed his neck
and said "now listen, Jack"

straighten up and fly right

straighten up and stay right

straighten up and fly right

cool down, papa, don't you blow your top

Broyles.

Olivia:
This doesn't make any sense.

Well, there's no forced entry.
No signs of a struggle.

Walter, do you have any thoughts?

Reminds me of Christmas.

Like a fire log that burns so hot
it remains intact...

Holding the shape of its former self.

Oh, you used to love that
when you were a child.

You'd poke the log with your
little finger when it had cooled.

Then you'd draw genitalia
on the reindeer decorations.

Happy memories, Walter.
What she meant was...

Do you have any thoughts
as to what happened to dusty here?

Well, the seat cushions
have no scorch marks...

Which rules out any form of fire
or spontaneous combustion.

So could he have been dosed
by something?

Yes, that's possible.

But before we can determine cause...

We need to find some way to transport
Mr. Dancik's remains back to my lab.

- Peter, I'll need a dust devil.
- A vacuum cleaner?

Yes, you're right. We'll need several.

What do we know?

Olivia: Randy dancik.

His wife found him.

She thought he was on a plane
to Hong Kong...

But he stayed home
to surprise her for their anniversary.

Did this man happen to work
in a hospital?

No, he was an investment banker.

Has he visited a hospital
in the last 24 hours?

I can find out.

Why?

It's not the first time
I've seen this phenomenon.

Broyles: Four years ago in DC...

Several victims were turned to dust
like Mr. Dancik.

By the time the killings ended,
there were five deaths.

Each of the victims worked at or had
recently visited Tyson general in DC.

After the third death, I was contacted
by an eastern European man.

He knew case-specific details.

Details that only the killer
would've known.

He offered to turn himself in...

But only if we could decipher
his formula.

What formula?

It's a molecular model.

Some kind of complex compound.
I recognize a couple of these elements.

- The others, I'm not sure.
- What is it?

Broyles: Don't know.

He implied solving it
was the key to stopping the murders.

CDC and nih chemists worked
around the clock, but couldn't break it.

There were two more victims
and after that, he stopped.

- The trail went cold.
- Until last night.

I'm gonna get these to Walter
right away.

Dunham.

Thank you.

Uh, p.D. Confirmed with dancik's wife...

That he visited his mother
in a hospital yesterday.

- Which hospital?
- Uh, latchmere general.

Woman:
The latchmere health alliance is made up...

Of three separate hospital campuses
and a network of...

Broyles:
This is the hospital we're interested in.

We need to review all your records.

Olivia: We're looking for an employee
of eastern European descent...

Who may have also worked in a DC.
Area hospital about four years ago.

- We're looking for a match.
- Broyles: This is a warrant...

Giving us access
to your network servers.

My agents will need
to take over this office.

Agent: Excuse me, miss.

That is a man's remains
you're playing with.

Indeed. Reduced to its most elemental
components: Carbon and calcium.

One geiger counter,
batteries replaced.

- Walter: Thank you, my dear.
- Mm-hm.

You think some sort of radiation
passed through him?

We all carry low amounts of radiation.
The water we drink, the food we eat.

Seven rads or so. But that equation
describes something organic...

And radioactive. If it has anything
to do with the man's death...

Then this man will be in the mid
to low hundreds.

This doesn't make any sense.

Even reduced to this state...

Mr. Dancik should have
some trace amounts of radiation.

Maybe it dissipated.

It's unlikely. Astrid: Hello?

Yep. He's right here. Hang on.

- Peter: Thank you.
- Mm-hm.

- Hello?
- Hey.

Has Walter made any headway
on the body?

Just that it doesn't contain
any radiation.

- Otherwise, it's just a pile of dust.
- What about the formula?

Peter: He hasn't cracked it yet.

He thinks it may describe
some kind of organism.

And, as of a couple hours ago,
he started referring to it as a she.

- Oh!
- Peter: Hold on a sec. Here he is.

Agent Dunham, the formula
is a different matter entirely.

She's a complex chemical puzzle.

- For what, I don't know.
- Well, can you solve it?

Well, first I would need to break her
into her organic and inorganic parts...

And then...

Olivia: Walter?

Hello?

Titanium tetrachloride.

You sly temptress.

Walter?

Hey. Me again.

Needless to say, he's into it.
I'll keep you posted.

Okay. Thanks.

What do we have?

We're indexing the records
of both hospitals...

Against any eastern European names.
Nothing yet.

No, I can stay.

You should go home.

I'll wait.

Why'd the killer call you?

Was is just to taunt you?

Quite the opposite.

He was distraught.

Said he couldn't control it.

I got the impression that,
however he was killing these people...

He wanted it to end.

Until today, I thought maybe it had.

Something's going on.

Did you see anything?

- I want this floor sealed.
- Olivia: Yes, sir.

Agent Broyles. We have a name.

Tomas koslov.

He worked at the hospital in DC.
And quit the week the murders stopped.

- How long till he started working here?
- A month. He's a nurse in the coma unit.

He never showed up
for his shift tonight.

Broyles: FBI. Tomas koslov?

Olivia: Clear.

Broyles: Clear.

He knew we were coming.
He must've seen us at the hospital.

What do you think it is?

Soldering-iron burns.
Electronic components.

He was building something.

I understand. Thank you for running it.

"Tomas koslov“ was an alias.

Nothing on that name
in any of our databases.

He forged his medical records,
previous employment.

We still know he's Russian.

- Cyrillic letters?
- Tomas whoever-he-is...

Certainly didn't get that
from anywhere around here.

- Prints?
- Oh, yeah.

- A good one.
- Run it through AFIS.

Man:
I don't know how many more will die.

Broyles: Isn't that up to you?

You have the power
over what happens next.

Man:
No, I don't. You don't understand.

This won't stop
until you can solve that formula.

Now, I know you're tapping my line,
so, agent, can you solve it?

You have 10 seconds before / hang up.

Broyles: It's been analyzed.

The FBI, everyone,
top men and women in their field...

They simply need more time.

Maybe we should meet some place,
you and I.

You can explain what it is
we 're not underst...

Hello?

Hello?

Come in.

Agent Broyles,
senator Van horn's on line 3.

Broyles: What's so important that
we have to meet face to face, senator?

Phillip, when you filed those fingerprints
on your suspect, it went wide:

The bureau, homeland, CIA.
Flag went up in Langley.

They're gonna take this case,
demand you cease and desist.

I support interdepartmental
transparency 100 percent...

But this was my case four years ago,
and it will remain my case.

Your suspect is at the center of
an ongoing international investigation...

Led by the Russian government.

- By that definition alone...
- Why are they searching for him?

CIA? The Russians? What value
does he have to them? Who is he?

According to a statement
by one of their prime ministers...

He removed property
belonging to the Russian Federation.

Property? A weapon?

- Is that what's killing these people?
- I don't know.

This case has been kicked
above our heads.

You're a member of the intelligence
committee, a former FBI agent.

- I'm not CIA.
- There was a time, Dennis...

That you would say that
as a matter of pride, not an excuse.

I understand
what this case means to you.

But I'm sorry,
there is nothing I can do here.

Please give my regards to Patricia.

Guard: So this is all the surveillance
footage from the fourth floor.

Excuse me. Hey.

- Where are you?
- Uh, I'm at latchmere hospital.

Just going over security footage
from last night.

I've just been informed that the suspect,
Tomas koslov, is wanted by the CIA...

And the Russian government.
The CIA is now handling the case.

- They just expect you to hand it over?
- Yes. But I intend to do no such thing.

From this point forward,
don't put anything down on paper.

No documentation. Anything we need
to say, we'll do it in person.

With all due respect, sir, I know that
this case is important to you...

But when we break the rules,
we've got you to protect us.

Who's gonna protect you?

I'm afraid that
if you don't comply with a direct order...

- Agent Dunham, I'm aware of the risks.
- Agent?

Hang on. We might have something.

This is the adjacent hallway
to the crime scene.

This is 23 seconds
before the victim was discovered.

- Did you see that?
- Yeah.

- A man's shadow.
- Mm-hm.

So can you get a better angle
on his face?

Guard: Yes. This is a different angle,
same hallway.

We should see him head-on here.
The light here would register an image.

There is no face.

Dunham. What is it?

I think you're gonna wanna see this.

Walter: No reflections or highlights.
No translucency.

- This is clearly its own entity.
- How is that possible?

It's possible that the technology
that our Russian friend stole...

Allows him to become this shadow.

You suggesting
this was some Russian experiment?

Because they're from
the other side of the world...

Is it so hard to believe they'd have
their own stripe of the inconceivable?

Belly and I were always
amazed at their advancements.

Even 40 years ago...

You wouldn't believe
what those pinkos were up to.

Russian fringe science.

There's a pleasant thought.

Agent: Agent Broyles.

This just came in from DC.
Senator Van horn's office.

Broyles: Turns out it wasn't technology
that Timur stole six years ago...

He abducted his brother.
Olivia: A cosmonaut.

Officially, the Russian space agency
states he died in space.

- But he didn't.
- Why would they say he's dead?

What happened to him?

According to these documents,
they still don't understand.

- The cosmonaut's the shadow?
- I don't know.

What is clear is Timur took his brother
from where he was being studied.

- Took?
- He returned from his mission in a coma.

And Timur's been working
in the coma ward both here and in DC.

Timur has been moving his brother
from hospital to hospital, guarding him.

So where's his brother now?

Presumably still at latchmere hospital.

No bodies have been removed
for the past two weeks.

- Okay, well, I'll get a team together.
- We're good.

We're ready to go there now.

Peter: Walter and I were discussing
how radiation pertains to...

Yes. Which lead to a theory
about the shadow.

Initially I'd assumed
there would be a radiation surplus...

In the victim from the penthouse.
I was mistaken.

It's not the radiation that's
killing them, quite the opposite.

It's the radiation
that the entity is after.

This thing passes through victims
to absorb radiation?

And disintegrates them.

All of the victims
were undergoing radiation treatment.

Um, except for the penthouse guy,
he died of bad luck.

The day he visited latchmere general
he took a flight in a window seat.

Closer to the sun.
Like getting a big fat head X-ray.

Astrid: So this thing followed him
from the hospital?

I'm not gonna sleep for weeks.

- I'll go check the patients.
- Okay.

Coma ward.

Yeah, the lights
and security monitors are down.

We're going to back-up power.

Okay.

Tomas.

What are you doing here?
It's not your shift.

It's hard to explain.

I have to disconnect a patient.
I needed to confuse the monitors.

I can't let them see me take him.

Maxine, I wish you hadn't
seen me here.

Are all the patients accounted for?

- Are they accounted for?
- Yes. Every bed.

But Maxine.
She came in here a few minutes ago.

Olivia:
He swapped her for his brother.

She's been sedated.

- Hey.
- Hey.

How long has he been at it like this?

Peter: Three hours.

Don't touch, don't touch.

Agent Broyles.
What a pleasant surprise.

Could you get us some licorice,
please, dear?

Dr. Bishop, as unlikely as it seems, is it
possible that this cosmonaut is our killer?

It wasn't the cosmonaut,
but it could be something inside him.

It's possible
that while in outer space...

The cosmonaut took a space walk
and brought something back with him.

An organism.

Capable of projecting itself
without ever really leaving its host.

I'm not following.

Walter:
Like a ventriloquist throwing his voice.

The organism can project
another version of itself...

What we perceive as the shadow...

Without ever really leaving
the cosmonaut's body.

Now, I have to get back to her.

Dr. Bishop, we have a number
for Timur vasiliev...

Based on his employment records.

We can leave a voicemail message,
hope that at some point he retrieves it.

Can we tell him
that we can solve the formula?

Walter. Can we?

I think so.

Yes.

I can dominate her, agent Broyles.

But first I need something from home.

Automated voice:
You have two new messages.

Message received: 3:14 pm.

Man: This is Jerry Larsen from human
resources at heartswel/ medical center.

We've looked over your resume,
and, boy, it's really something else.

There's a position...

Timur:

Man: Call me when you get to town,
we'll show you around.

Thanks again, now.

Automated voice:
You have one new message.

Message received: 6:45 pm.

Broyles: This is special agent Broyles
from the FBI.

I'm the agent you spoke with
four years ago.

I have information
about the formula for you.

Call me at 617-555-0118.

Timur:

Walter: I've been thinking too linearly.
Reductive. Restrictive.

I must expand my thinking.

If you're looking for your acid tabs,
don't bother, I threw them out.

Hmm? Oh, ha, ha.

No, son.
This is not a job for the purple blotter.

The right tool for this job...

Is tinkertoys.

Astrid: Okay, all he has to do is call in
and we can trace it.

I've been wanting
to ask you something.

Why this one?

Why is this case so important to you?

Four years ago,
when this case happened...

It was at a moment in time that
fringe division had fallen out of favor.

The government
was siphoning money...

For things that had
more public results.

But at a certain point I stopped caring
about my profile or promotions...

I just wanted
to make the world a safer place.

Anyway...

I became obsessed with this case...

And for my wife...

It was the straw
that broke the camel's back.

It ended our marriage.

I took this job to make the world
a safer place for my family.

Instead, I lost them.

That's it.
Physical representation of the formula.

Something wrong?

Could you hold that end please, Peter?

Oh, no.

Timur:

- That's him.
- Call Dr. Bishop.

This is agent Broyles.

- Timur: I saw you in the hospital.
- I thought you might have.

In your message, you said you had
new information about the formula.

- That's right.
- Have you solved it this time?

- Uh, Peter, we've got Timur. I need Walter.
- He's right here. Hold on.

It's Olivia.

Hello, agent Dunham.

Uh, Walter, have you solved the formula?

Walter:
Yes. But it's bad news, unfortunately.

I know, like last time,
you're tapping the line.

You need 60 seconds,
I'm giving you 10 before I hang up.

Don't make the same mistake again.

I believe the Russians tried to remove
the organism from the cosmonaut.

They couldn't. It's not possible.

The two have become one,
bonded at a molecular level.

They can't be separated.

You can't kill the organism
without killing them both.

Agent. I'm going to hang up now.

We have the answer, Timur...

But I don't think it's the one
you wanna hear.

I'm afraid your brother,
and whatever's inside of him...

Have become one and the same.

But the people I work with...

If anyone can help your brother,
they can.

But we'll need to see your brother.

Timur?

Timur?

I don't want him harmed.

Olivia: Just 10 more seconds.

Tell me where you are, Timur.

I've managed to keep it at bay.

He's not going to hurt anyone else,
for now.

Broyles: We 7! Take care of him.

I want this to end as much as you do.

But you've got to tell me
where you are, Timur.

You can trust us.

Timur.

Timur.

I've got him. His line's still open.

Start triangulating the position.

Broyles: Van door is open.

He's moving his brother.

Hold on. Let me help you with that.

Pupils dilated.

His breathing is normal for a coma.

What's with all these jumper cables?

Agent Broyles said that Timur
was certain he could contain it.

Perhaps so by administering electric
shocks, distressing the cosmonaut.

- Well, it didn't work.
- Walter: Hmm?

How will you contain it?
Before it kills again.

Well, I imagine we would need
a lead case for starters...

Big enough for his entire body.

- Oh, no.
- What's wrong?

But before we attempt anything...

We must wait until the shadow
returns to the cosmonaut.

There's no radiation,
which means the organism is here...

But it's already projected
the shadow elsewhere.

Timur could contain it
by distressing the host.

Could you draw the shadow back
doing the same thing?

- Walter?
- Hmm?

|s that possible?

I don't know how it behaves.

But it could work.
Since they're connected.

I don't know. Theoretically, yes.
If you hurt the host, you hurt...

It's out there. Think you could try?

Yes. Yes. Yes.

Lion: He doesn't belong,
we don't want his kind. Get rid of him.

[May have a different color,
but I'm still a lion like you.

- Walter?
- Walter: This equipment, it's in Russian.

Broyles: Stand back.

Tara! Hey, what's wrong?

What happened?

Hey.

Tara?

There was a man.

A shadow man.

He disappeared.

Phillip. —hi.

The kids aren't here.
They, uh, went over to Sadie's.

Actually, I came to talk to you.

I just wanted to tell you that, uh...

- Hey, Phil.
- Hey, Rob.

I closed that case.

The one four years ago.

I'm happy for you.

I mean that.

Thank you.

Do you wanna come in,
have some dinner with us?

I, uh...

I'll let you get back to your dinner.

Good night, Diane.

Good night, Phillip.

Man: Agent Broyles.

You've got a real friend
in senator Van horn.

|s that so?

When the CIA says "cease and desist,"
we kind of mean it.

A person could
get into a lot of trouble.

I guess I should thank
senator Van horn then.

Understatement.

So this thing...

There isn't going to be
any report, right?

Hey.

What did you guys do with him?
The cosmonaut.

We had no choice.

Once he started breathing again.