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Narrator: Previously on fringe:

Clearly, I'm in the wrong place.
All the people that I know and love are...

Somewhere else.

You are showing up in my dreams.

How is that possible
when I've never seen you before?

In the dreams,
did you feel like you knew me?

- Did you feel anything?
- You're a stranger, so what would I feel?

Peter:
His name is David Robert Jones.

He was looking for a mineral,
amphylicite.

If you process it,
it can be a power source.

- You get a lot of bang for your buck.
- How much bang?

Enough to blow a hole in the universe.

Olivia: I love you.

Do you love me?

Peter: I do.

Olivia:
Then tell me. I want to hear you say it.

Peter: I love you.

It's Peter. Sorry, I know it's early.
Did I wake you?

No, that's okay. What's up?

Me and Walter for the last 24 hours.
We've been working on the machine.

- Did you make progress?
- We had a breakthrough.

Could be the first step
towards getting me home, but...

- —But?
- There's something I need your help with.

Gently, gently.

The trick is to ensure
optimal heat distribution...

While not allowing the mixture
to separate.

- Olivia, you're just in time.
- What is that smell?

Walter is creating a new breakfast
cocktail: Hot cinnamon roll.

Did you know that the cocktail...

Was historically conceived
as a morning beverage?

The entomology of the word itself,
"cocktail"...

Comes from the magnificent rooster,
who announces the dawn of each day.

What's in it?

Oh, boy. It's mostly
cinnamon schnapps and butter...

- But right now, it's mostly butter.
- Needs more butter.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm just a little bit tired,
that's all.

What did you need my help with?

Peter and I have completed interface
with the machine.

The device is uniquely calibrated
to work only with Peter's genetic profile.

It uses an organic interface
to transcode Peter's neural impulses...

- Into command directives.
- Just watch.

You're able to control the machine
with your thoughts through this?

That's how I was able to do it
back in my timeline.

- Click your heels and think of home?
- We haven't worked out how that works.

That's how I ended up here
in the first place. So, in theory, yeah.

We won't know for sure until we're able to
test the prototype of the machine itself.

Which would require
Broyles' authorization.

Now I know why I'm here.

- You don't mind asking him, do you?
- Of course not. I'll see what I can do.

I have crazy dreams

Man 1: Check it out.

Woman: Did you see that?
Man 2: What is that?

Man 3: Over there.

What the hell?

Man 1: Is the phone working?

I have crazy dreams

Astrid: I'll get Walter online.

Broyles: Welcome to Vermont.
Olivia: Thanks.

So, what brings us here?

Broyles:
Atlantic 591 was passing overhead...

When a disturbance
occurred mid-flight.

Their electrical
and hydraulic systems failed.

Walter? I'm sorry,
I can't seem to reach him.

Any survivors? Broyles: None.

Ntsb is currently working the crash site
two miles south.

- Walter?
- Broyles: Whatever caused the crash...

- Originated in this location.
- On what basis?

Approximately three hours ago,
every vehicle on this highway...

- Inexplicably lost power.
- Could be some sort of interference.

There any high-frequency radio
towers around?

None. That wouldn't explain some of the
stranger events described by witnesses.

- Objects suspended in mid-air.
- Astrid: Are you getting this?

Can you hear me? Walter?

Walter:
For god's sake, woman, lower your decibels.

- Astrid: You're here, in person.
- Thought it was a nice day for a drive.

Well, let's get started, shall we?

Well done, convincing him
to leave the lab.

Don't look at me, this was his idea.

Guess he finally got tired
of being caged up.

Yeah, but it's not just that. He's been
much more open lately somehow.

Walter: Peter, look at this.

Astrid: Walter, what are you doing?
This car belongs to someone.

Just watch.

- Huh. It's magnetized.
- Walter: As I suspected.

I didn't think that those levitating
effects that the witnesses described...

Was a result of a change in gravity.
On the contrary, it seems for a moment...

The electromagnetic force in this area
was increased dramatically.

Peter:
Which is why all electrical systems failed.

- And probably the plane's, as well.
- And was strong enough...

To leave a residual magnetic force
in all metal objects in the vicinity.

- Do you have any idea what caused it?
- No, not yet.

I'll need to take some samples
before I can develop a proper theory.

But I will require some of the plane's
wreckage and the black box.

Go ahead and collect whatever
evidence you need here.

Agent Farnsworth and I will coordinate
with ntsb to take custody...

Of the wreckage and the bodies.

Peter.

While they're collecting the samples,
just down the road...

I saw a sign for a place that serves
delicious, homemade rhubarb pie.

Who's hungry?

Walter: There.

- "The best in westfield." You see?
- Olivia: Damn it.

Peter: What's up?
Olivia: I can't get a signal.

Gonna hit that payphone on the corner,
see if I can get an eta from Astrid.

- May have to get the rhubarb to go.
- Peter: We'll meet you in there?

Olivia: All right.

Tonight you're mine completely

come on in out of the cold, gentlemen.
Have a seat.

What can I get for you?

Your largest slice of rhubarb pie
and coffee, please.

- All right. And for you?
- Just the bathroom.

In the back there,
first door on your right.

- So where you folks from?
- Boston.

Ah, it's a lovely city.
Got an uncle out in somerville.

- First time in Vermont?
- Are we in Vermont? I had no idea.

- Are you folks lost?
- Not that I'm aware of.

How does a man drive
from Boston to Vermont...

- And not even know that he's there?
- I'm not allowed to drive.

I haven't renewed my license since
I got out of the mental institution.

You know what? I like you.
Pie's on the house.

Oh. Thank you.

Hey. Looks like June
got you some coffee.

How's your evening going?

Excellent.

- And yours?
- It's fine. So, what can I get for you?

- Pardon?
- What do you wanna order?

But I ordered a moment ago.

This is my busiest shift.
You wanna order or not?

But I did. I ordered rhubarb pie.

And you even offered
to give it to me free of charge.

- You trying to steal food?
- No, of course not.

Nobody steals from me.
Not you, not cliff, nobody.

You hear me, old man?

I hear you. I hear you perfectly well.

Still gotta get you that pie.
Must have forgot. I'm sorry about that.

Man: Please. Please.

And there you go.

Anything else I can get for you?

- Thank you very much.
- You're very welcome.

Peter!

Peter: Walter!

Peter.

Peter: I'm okay.

- What happened?
- I don't know.

There's a guy in the back room.

I think the cook attacked him.
He was pretty beat up.

Thank you.

Come on.

Pulse pressure's weak. Probably a result
of the puncture in the arm.

An inch to the right,
it would've hit his brachial artery.

Olivia: I just found another body
behind the counter.

- Thinking serial killer?
- Olivia: I don't know.

There's something off about this town.

- Peter: Meaning what?
- The whole place is deserted.

I can't get a cell signal.
The phone lines are down.

We can't call an ambulance?

- You can't treat him here?
- He's lost too much blood.

Unless he is administered fluid,
resuscitation and a blood transfusion...

- He may not make it.
- The nearest hospital is 20 miles away.

Then let's get moving. Grab his feet.

Where am I?

You've sustained some injuries.
We're going to get you to a hospital.

- No. No, we can't leave. We...
- You're going to be all right.

Stay with us. What's your name?

Cliff Hayes.

- Did you see that?
- "Welcome to westfield."

- You must have gotten turned around.
- I guess so.

Stay on the main road.
It takes you to the highway.

I thought I did.

- What the hell is going on here?
- It's not possible.

Cliff: We can't leave.

We can't leave.

We can't leave.

I think our friend's right.

We're trapped here.

Olivia: Hello? FBI, anyone here?

Walter:
Lay him down here, Peter.

His pulse is dropping. We have to start
the blood transfusion immediately.

- Peter: With what, Walter?
- See if you can find a first aid kit.

There might be an iv.
I'm o-negative, so I can donate.

Okay, the phones are out here too.
Walter, why can't we leave?

It's got to do with
what happened on the highway?

I'm not sure,
but I've seen this once before.

Olivia: Where?

Brigadoon, the musical.

A magical town in the forest
where no one can leave.

Of course, that quaint Scottish village...

Was more hospitable
than our present locale.

- Olivia: Come on, Walter.
- I haven't formed an hypothesis...

At the moment,
my concern is keeping this man alive.

Peter: I found an iv kit.
Walter: Good.

Could you put pressure here, please,
and over here?

Now prepare two needles.

We're not safe here.

This town, everyone's crazy.

Cliff:
It started three nights ago.

My sister woke us up. She was frantic.

She was so scared.

A man had broken into her house.

I tried calling the sheriff
but the phones were down.

So I went over.
When I got there, I found...

Her husband in the bedroom,
shot in the head.

- The intruder killed him?
- Not the intruder.

She said she'd never seen him
before in her life.

They'd been married for 18 years.

- So the effects are amnesic?
- Cliff: Not exactly.

She was delusional. She was talking
about people she had never met.

Things she'd never done.
Children she didn't have.

It was as if she was having memories
all of a sudden from someone else's life.

The symptoms you're describing,
it resembles schizophrenia.

I know it well.

Cliff:
Except, it wasn't just her.

It was everyone.

So how can an entire town turn
schizophrenic overnight?

Some biological contagion?
A virus that affects the human brain?

A virus doesn't explain
why we drive out one side of town...

And right in the other.
No, this is something else.

What else can you tell us
about the symptoms?

Most got sick right away.
Others took longer.

Hours, a day. But it always
started the same way.

First, confusion, forgetting things.
Tremors.

Some of them became paranoid.

Others turned violent.

Like our friend at the diner.

A few of us who are immune
are at the high school...

Including my wife and daughter.

That's why I went to the diner,
to get them food.

They need supplies.

But what they need most of all
is hope.

Knowing that the FBI is here
might give them that.

We need to find a way to contact Broyles
and let him know what's going on.

I did find radios out back.
I can send a signal...

But I need an elevated place
and something to boost the power.

There's a generator at the high school.

- What do you think?
- We're gonna need a few things first.

I think there's a military base
about 50 miles from here.

Think the army's involved in this?

I mean, something of this magnitude,
a whole town?

Perhaps it was a military experiment
gone wrong, like that case in edina.

- Where's edina?
- Olivia: Upstate New York.

The whole town's population was
disfigured from the military experiment?

We never had such a case.

I investigated a case in edina,
with my Walter and my Olivia.

Oh, right.

Right, I must have read it
in your debrief.

Peter, now I don't consider myself
to be a violent man, per se...

But given the danger
of our present predicament...

I think it would be best
if I had one of those.

- Pepper spray?
- Just remember, it shoots that way.

Olivia: You ever use a gun?

- I'm a teacher.
- Okay, red button, safety.

Come on.

Okay, let's go.

Cliff: What's that?
Peter: Shh—shh.

You guys hear that?

We gotta get out of this town.

- Come on.
- Walter: It won't start.

The increase in electromagnetism
that caused the cars to lose power...

On the highway
must be present in this town too.

- It was working when we pulled in.
- Effect must be intermittent.

We can wait, but we have no idea
how long it will last.

Cliff: I see the resemblance.
Walter: Pardon?

Cliff: Agent Dunham said his name
is bishop, like yours.

- He's your son, isn't he?
- In a fashion, yes, you could say that.

- Peter: You all right?
- Yeah.

It's just my arm won't stop shaking,
that's all.

- Whoa. Whoa. What's the matter?
- No, I'm okay. I'm just a little bit dizzy.

- Do you need some water?
- No, because...

I don't know how to explain it,
but that feels like...

There was somebody else
in my head.

Here.

I'm scared that what's happening
to other people in this town...

Is happening to me.

Cliff: Open up, it's cliff.

Cliff. Who are they?

Cliff:
The FBI, Brian. I'll explain inside.

Brian:
I thought you were dead. What happened?

Cliff: Long story.

Olivia:
How many people do you have here?

Cliff: Twelve of us made it.
Brian: Eleven.

Teresa. Cliff: When?

This morning. Locked her up
in one of the empty classrooms.

- Couldn't take the chance she'd hurt us.
- Lacey: Daddy!

Cliff: Girl.

Angela: Oh, my god. I thought you were...
Cliff: No, no.

I'm here. I'm here.

We gotta tell Walter. If you think
what's happening to these people...

Is happening to you...
Brian: So FBI, huh?

- Where's the rest of you?
- Uhn

- they'll be here soon.
- We've been trapped for days.

Our downtown's destroyed,
our friends, families...

Everyone's going crazy,
and the government sends three people?

I understand that you have questions, but
all I can tell you is that help will come.

Now, we need to work together...

Find out what's going on
and also how to get out.

If I examine one of the victims, we might
get answers to what's happening.

I heard that one of your party
went insane.

May I see her?

Teresa.

You're the man from the government.

You're here about our air quality.

- The air quality is bad here, isn't it?
- Walter: Hm.

May I?

- Walter: Hm. Fascinating.
- What is it, Walter?

I'm gonna need to take
a blood sample.

The cook at the diner
had two irises in each eye.

Perhaps whatever is afflicting
these people...

Is creating some sort
of rapid mitosis...

Causing the cells
to replicate exponentially...

Duplicating body parts.

I'm going to ask you some questions,
Teresa.

I should start supper.
Lee's going to be home soon.

Her husband,
he passed six, seven years ago.

So when was the last time
you saw Lee, Teresa?

This morning. I packed his lunch
before he went to work.

And what did you and Lee talk about
this morning?

Is this a joke? Some sickjoke?

I'm sorry?

My Lee's dead.

Seven years this April.

I should start supper.
Lee's gonna be home soon.

How did it go?
Did you get the radio to work?

Couldn't get a signal. Even if I
had a generator twice that size...

There's just too much
electromagnetic interference.

I think we're stuck here for a while.

What's wrong?

That woman, Teresa,
her husband died seven years ago...

And yet she thinks
she talked to him this morning.

Let Walter test your blood too.

It's the only way
you're gonna know for sure.

They're probably just psychosomatic,
these symptoms you're feeling.

You were always very empathetic,
even as a child.

That's why you're a great investigator.
You emphasize with the victims.

That's all this is.

And if it's something worse,
then we'll deal with it.

I need to go and examine this.

Well, I'm glad you're here.

Not just for me, but for him.

I've seen the way
he's been with you lately.

Before you got here,
he was kind of shut down and isolated.

He's a lot like my Walter, this one.

- What's she like?
- Pardon me?

The other Olivia. I'm just curious.

I don't know, she's...

She's driven.

She's very, very stubborn.

She doesn't like to lose.

But she sees the best in people, even
when they don't see it in themselves.

When she first found me...

I was trying to scam
two Iranian businessmen.

I didn't picture you
as the scamming type.

Well, that's what made me so good at it.
It was all supposed to be temporary.

She told me I had to babysit Walter
while he was working on a case...

Then after it was done, I could leave,
go back to my own life.

Despite, of course,
how gorgeous she is.

Well, you've got good taste.

She gave me something
that I hadn't had since...

Really, since my mom died.
She gave me...

A place to call home.

A place I'd wanna call home.

Eventually, we even had our own thing.

- A thing?
- Yeah, a thing. A routine, you know?

We'd get together,
watch cheesy horror films...

And order in from damiano's. Heh.
You ever been?

No, but I've driven past
on my way home.

It's good. You should check it out.

- Well, she's lucky to have you.
- Woman: Aah!

Woman: Oh, my god. No!

Olivia: What happened?
Woman: I don't know.

I just found her like this.

She got loose somehow.

I don't understand.
She was fine when we got here.

If it happened to her, what's to say
it's not gonna happen to us?

- And why hasn't anybody come?
- We're all gonna be okay.

We need to figure out
what's happening...

And find out how to get out.

They shouldn't even be here.

I'm sorry?

Last fall I was offered a teaching job
in Philadelphia.

Angela wanted me to take it.
I convinced her to stay.

I think deep down
I was scared to leave here.

This town is all I've ever known.

If I had just taken that job,
my family would be safe now.

Maybe. But you are here.

And if it weren't for you,
they might not have made it this far.

Walter::
Would Olivia Dunham and Peter bishop...

Please report to the biology lab at once.

Olivia and Peter to the biology lab.
Thank you.

Peter? Olivia?

I think I've worked out
what's happened to this town.

When I examined Teresa's blood,
I found 92 chromosomes in her DNA.

That's twice the genetic material
that should appear in any human being.

How is that possible?

Belly and I once combined a tiny portion
of our universe...

With the alternate universe,
in a goldfish bowl in our lab.

Besides what it did to the goldfish...

The effects on the physics in
the overlapping areas was catastrophic.

Gravity, electromagnetic fields...

What you're saying is
the two universes merged together.

Walter: I'm afraid I am.

These two circles represent
the respective universes.

And this overlap is the town.

Now, for reasons
that I am yet to deduce...

Our westfield has merged
with the westfield...

From the alternate universe...

Trapping the three of us
in the overlap.

Well, how can two universes merging
drive an entire town insane?

Maybe the same thing is happening
to the townspeople.

They're merging
with their doppelgangers.

Which explains why Teresa thought her
husband is alive and dead at the same time.

Can you imagine being flooded
with years...

Of experiences and memories
that were not your own?

The mind unable to distinguish
between what's real and what is not.

Okay, well, can it be reversed?

Sadly, no.
I am afraid the damage is done.

- So, what are you saying? That Olivia...?
- What?

No, Olivia's blood was fine.

- Did I fail to mention that?
- Yes, you left that part out.

You're perfectly fine, dear.

Now, as with all of us,
it stands to reason...

That cliff and the other people here
do not have doppelgangers at present...

In the town
in the alternate universe.

Cliff said that he turned down a job offer
in Philadelphia last fall.

In the alternate universe, he must have
taken the job and moved his family.

- Could any of this happen naturally?
- I don't see how.

When belly and I merged
just a tiny portion of the universe...

The energy required
was tremendous.

I can't imagine an energy source
that would merge an entire town.

What about amphylicite?

Yes, that would do it.

You think that David Robert Jones
is involved?

Maybe that's why he was at the quarry,
mining amphylicite to do this.

But why? I mean, to what end?

Of course, if my theory is correct,
it presents a more pressing problem.

The effects I have just described,
they are just phase one.

What's phase two?

Agent Dunham. You need to see this.

That is phase two.

Lacey, come on.
Come away from there, honey.

- Daddy, what's happening?
- It's gonna be okay. Go with mommy.

Walter:
I just don't know what to do.

The two towns have merged together...

Creating excess mass and energy
in the overlapping regions.

The fundamental forces of physics...

Are colliding out of balance,
destroying everything.

- Isn't there anywhere we'll be safe?
- No.

Two things cannot occupy
the same space...

Without dire consequences.

Both towns will be destroyed
and all of us with them.

There's nothing we can do.

There's nothing we can do.

Maybe you should go and talk to him.

Well, I've seen how you two are together
and he seems to respond to you.

Peter: Walter.

There must be something we can do.

You said that the forces of nature
are colliding.

Do you think they could be offset
by opposite forces?

Yes, yes, yes.

The sum of equal and opposite vectors
is zero.

That's very clever, Peter.

We need to find the place
where the opposite forces meet...

- And cancel out.
- Like the eye of the storm.

In a hurricane,
the center is said to be the safest.

After this is done,
it may be the only place that survives.

Of course. We need to find
the true center of the merger.

Olivia:
While you do that, I'm gonna get us a ride.

Peter: Come on.

We need to get to a place where
we're gonna be safe from the destruction.

- Where?
- Well, we're working on it.

But we're gonna need vehicles
to transport us there.

Now, we know that the phenomenon
affects electronics...

So any fuel-injected engines
won't work.

We need older cars, any running models
from the 1970s.

Two, maybe three,
to transport everyone safely.

I might have a better idea.

Drove out of town here.

And we entered for the first time here.

Walter: Cliff said the first
building to fall was the bank...

Here on river and highway.

Right, so in order to find
the bull's-eye...

Walter: Connect the points.

Peter: Divide in half...

Construct the perpendicular bisectors.

Walter:
And extend to find their intersection.

Peter: Center here.

- Cypress and quimby.
- Cypress and quimby.

We think the center
is gonna be right there.

Olivia: It's cypress and ouimby.

That looks about four miles from here.

If Peter's theory is correct...

It will be the only thing left standing
when the town collapses upon itself.

Need a ride?

Cliff: Hang on to me.

Lacey: Mommy.

- Mommy, I'm scared.
- Brian: Where am I going?

Okay, cypress and ouimby.
Do you know that?

Brian: Yeah, yeah, yeah.
There's a bike shop there.

Don't cry, dear.
We're going to a safe place.

You'll be fine, you'll see.

Peter.

Nice shot.

- Olivia: Okay, is everyone all right?
- I think we'd better get moving.

Olivia: Okay.

Peter: That's not moving.

Olivia: Okay, everyone. We're on foot
from here. Make sure you stay together.

Come on, run!

Peter: Go, go, go!

- That the last of them?
- Walter: Yes.

Come on!

- Hurry up! Let's go! Come on!
- Cliff: Lacey.

Daddy!

Peter: Let's go, let's go!

Everybody inside!

Walter, what are you doing?
Come on. Get inside.

Peter, you were right.

- This is it. This is the eye of the storm.
- Great.

We'll be fine. We'll be safe here.

Understood. Coordinate with coc
and keep me apprised of any changes.

- Anything?
- Search team's just checked in.

They scanned the entire area.
No other survivors.

- And it gets worse.
- How?

During the search,
we found several unusual devices.

Not sure how the technology works,
but they were placed around the town.

Hazmat detected trace amounts
of amphylicite.

What would Jones have to gain...

By destroying a town
that people didn't know was here?

I don't know.

But the amount of amphylicite recovered
is only a fraction of Jones' stockpile.

Sir, we've got director Norris.

Go home. I can take it from here.

Hey.

How is Lacey holding up?

Just a sprain. She's fine. She's strong.

Olivia: And how are you?

My home,
everything I've ever known...

How do they just disappear?

I wish I knew.

Even if you did, you probably
wouldn't be able to tell me, right?

The bureau is gonna help you
with temporary housing...

Until you get back on your feet.

Well, we have each other.

No matter what happens,
we'll face it together.

Walter: Beautiful.

- Peter: See you tomorrow.
- You're leaving?

But I've made crepes.
Breakfast for dinner.

Second most important meal of the day.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.
Take a rain check?

- Of course.
- First thing tomorrow.

Maybe by that time, Broyles will have
allowed us access to the machine.

Yes. We can resume our efforts
to get you home.

Peter?

Good night.

Good night, Walter.

I 'd like to rest my heavy head tonight
on a bed

Of California stars
I 'd like to lay my weary bones tonight

hey. Come in.

Hey. I hope you don't mind. I thought
I'd stop by and see how you're feeling.

No, why would I?
I'm gonna pour you a drink.

What is that that smells so fantastic?

What do you mean? It's Friday.
I ordered damiano's. Heh, heh.