Previously on Fringe:
Olivia Dunham. FBI.
They're calling these events "The Pattern."
As if someone out there is experimenting only the whole world is their lab.
Anybody you need you can have.
- His name's Walter Bishop. - My father.
He worked out of Harvard.
He was part of a classified US army experimental program...
...in an area called fringe science.
You're telling me my father was Dr. Frankenstein.
So much happened here, and so much is about to.
Captain Loeb, what's your 20?
We're in tow. 200 meters out. What's your ETA?
We're in position. Standing by.
No activity captain.
Roger. Hold position. Charlie?
In position. Standing by.
- Delta? - Standing by, captain. In position.
Roger.
Cutting engines. At south bank now.
South bank quiet. Bravo, status.
All quiet sir.
Wait. I think I hear something.
We have Tango in sight.
All teams move out. Go go go.
Out! Out! Get out!
Put your hands where I can see them!
Panda bears?
I assume you checked inside of them.
They knew we were coming. Somewhere they made a switch.
Joseph Smith.
Began working for the shipping company a week before the container was packed.
He had access to the container.
He's also got a science background.
The customs has him back and forth from Budapest eight times in the past 12 months.
Other local agents on the operation?
Coscarelli and Scrimm.
Page 47.
Weight of the container after pickup was 1306 pounds.
The weight when it arrived in Germany before shipping, 1299.
That's seven pounds. What the hell weighs seven pounds?
Mitchel?
- Let's get a medic in here! - Is he ok?
- What'd you give him? - One round of Eppy.
Intermittent cardiac arrest. I've never seen anything like this.
Pupils fixed one minute dilating the next.
- How's the rhythm now? - Asystole.
Charge the paddles. We'll start at 200.
Phillip! Phillip what's happening?
- We don't know. - Is he gonna be okay? Is it a heart attack?
The only thing for us to do is wait.
Clear!
All right. Again, let's go to 300.
- V.fib. - Clear!
We gotta open him up pump the heart manually. Prep him.
Scalpel.
Saw.
Retractor.
We got something. His heart's beating.
What is that?
I don't know.
It happened in my office two hours ago.
It wasn't a heart attack.
At least not in the traditional sense.
They cordoned off the area, but ID's been here already.
Said the thing isn't communicable.
The thing?
We'll get to that.
- Do you have any gum? - No Walter.
- Mints? - No. Later.
Agent Loeb returned from an operation last week in Frankfurt.
- Do you know him at all? - No.
He collapsed.
Thought it was a seizure at first except he appeared lucid in pain.
Didn't seem like a heart attack either.
None of us know what it was.
And none of us know now either.
- How are his vital signs? - Weakening.
Dr. Bishop.
What you're about to see?
I don't know if you've seen anything like it before.
But I'm hoping you have. I'm hoping you can help.
The man lying in that room is not just a colleague.
He's a friend.
I see.
Do you have any mints?
This is spectacular.
Spectacular.
I'm sure he'd be just thrilled to hear your diagnosis.
Do you know what that is?
Your work or your old experiments does that look...
Familiar? No. Couldn't be more aberrational.
I'm simply admiring the design.
At least partially organic.
Looks like the hybrid result of genetic manipulation.
Symmetrical its central body mass.
If indeed it is an organism at all...
...it's designed. It seems to envelope the entire human heart.
Look, look.
A series of tendrils.
A root system.
Don't you see it?
How beautiful this is?
Not so much, no.
Can you help?
Do you think you can remove it?
Oh, I'd be willing to try. But not here.
My breath is atrocious.
I was deconstructing in my head...
...the approach to designing something like this.
And two things occurred to me on the journey from the hospital.
One. We could be dealing with something as simple as giardia duodenalis.
As simple as that. Really?
It's a single-celled parasite that lives in the intestines of animals.
Common waterborne illness.
Could we attach mister...
- Loeb. - ..Loeb...
...to the vitals machine please?
So you're saying that that thing in his chest..
Is a parasite? Yes. Yes, perhaps.
But with an exceptional means of attachment.
Typically, parasites use whole body insertion.
This creature is unlike anything I've seen before.
So we won't be able to truly examine it until it's removed.
Mitchel Loeb's recent case files as requested.
Oh, thanks Astrid.
And his wife just arrived.
She asked to speak with you.
I'm gonna talk to her in the office.
- Okay, he's wired. What was the other thing? - Pardon?
You said that two things occurred to you. What's the other one?
I would still really like some gum. Or some mints.
Thank you Peter.
Mrs. Loeb.
Olivia Dunham. I'm with homeland security.
Samantha. I'm hoping you can help me.
No one will tell me anything.
Why was he transferred here? Can you at least tell me that?
I can tell you that there's a doctor here...
...who is...
...uniquely qualified to save your husband's life.
This was in his bag...
...among the things he brought back from Frankfurt.
I don't know if it'll help at all.
It might.
We'll check it out. Thank you.
Can I see Mitchel? Please.
As soon as possible. I promise you that.
- Uh-oh. - What's happening?
It's killing him.
It's squeezing his heart. It's killing him.
- What are you doing? - I'm gonna give him some cyclobenzaprine.
The parasite is constricting. This might loosen its grip.
It's a gamble, but I like the theory.
Look at this.
This is good.
Organism's tissue.
Where the hell are you going?
DNA analysis should tell us much.
Excellent work son.
You may have found your true calling at last.
Working with me.
I certainly hope not.
Please tell me you guys have some good news.
I don't know if it's good news but it is something.
This is fascinating.
- What? - We can assume that this growth...
...this parasite is of human design yes?
- Okay. - I was looking for repetition.
The signature of the creator.
A sign. A footprint...
...that he or she had been there before us.
I don't understand.
Well that puts you in the same group as the rest of humanity.
What he's trying to say is we found this.
Ah. Now see that?
This pattern repeats throughout the DNA sequence.
It appears again and again.
But it's too organized to be accidental.
Too perfect to be natural.
So you're saying that someone put in this line of DNA on purpose.
Why?
Mischief. Arrogance. We don't know.
Your friend thinks it might be a code.
The other one.
I studied cryptology even before I joined the bureau.
I was obsessed as a kid.
Now, I keep assuming it can't be this. That it's too simple to be plain text...
...but I think it may just be the Caesar shift.
- What's that? - It's a simple monoalphabetic cipher.
- Is it now? - It's what Julius Caesar used apparently...
...to send letters to his friends.
You take one letter and replace it with another...
...but in alphabetical order.
And there's a sequence of three letters that appears repeatedly in the parasite's dna.
It could be c-i-w or d-j-x...
...or e-k-y.
Or z-f-t?
Yeah z-f-t fits. What is that?
I've been reviewing John Scott's cases...
...checking to see if any of them were mishandled...
...or seeing if any of the cases were left unsolved.
- And? - And one of them that I remember...
...was an operation tracking a group working out of Budapest.
The name on the file. What was written was "Z-F-T"
That mean something to you?
What?
A month ago a man...
...british national named David Robert Jones...
...was arrested in Frankfurt, Germany by Interpol...
...on possession of state secrets.
His background is in deep bio-technology. Notably genetic weaponry.
He was a senior fellow at the Bremming Institute, for 12 years, then went off the grid.
He'd show up now and then often in eastern Europe.
So you think he's "Z.F.T."
I don't know. But Loeb did.
It was one of the reasons he was in Frankfurt investigating Jones.
- Meaning that thing... - May be retribution.
So "Z.F.T." What is it? Who are they?
Agent Dunham there is much you have not been made aware of...
...regarding the pattern.
Well, I'm here.
I have time.
Are you available?
What we've learned so far is the following:
There are cells. We don't know how many.
Privately funded with presence in 83 recorded countries.
"Z.F.T." is among them.
So they're terrorists.
Not in a conventional sense.
They traffic not in drugs or weapons...
...but in scientific progress.
Meaning what?
Meaning what happened on flight 627...
...or what happened to agent Loeb.
These may have been simply proof...
...that a scientific theory...
...an experiment worked.
So that thing we found in Loeb...
...could be one of those experiments.
Do you think that Jones will tell us how to remove it?
He might if we were allowed to see him.
German authorities have refused us access.
- What? - They're not giving the U.S. access.
- And he's being kept in Frankfurt. - Yeah.
I may be able to get in.
You got super powers you aren't telling me about?
Maybe.
You're not really going to Germany.
Yeah I'm really going.
Let me save you the trip, Dunham. You're not getting in.
We don't know each other well enough for you to say something like that to me.
And I don't see any other option here. Do you, sir?
Loeb's your friend.
And I promised his wife.
What's wrong?
This may be something of an understatement...
...but he is not doing well.
Dehydrated.
Walter.
Come here.
What is that?
That's the root.
- Coming up from his arm? - Into the I.V, yes.
This parasite is spreading faster than I thought.
How long do you think he's got?
A day maybe.
- Hey. - Hi. so the good news...
...is I think we have a lead.
The bad news is I have to go to Germany to see him.
I don't think that's the bad news.
He's dying, Olivia. I don't think we're gonna make it.
We're gonna make it.
I'll call you when I land.
Look at you.
Well, don't let the suit throw you.
Wow Lucas, I never thought I'd see the day.
It's more comfortable than the military uniform.
- Hi. - Hi... Sorry.
I'm not sure I can help you.
You said you have contacts at the prison.
I'm in the Bundestag. I have contacts everywhere...
...but you jumped on a plane so fast...
...that I didn't have time to check anything out.
Well, what did you find?
I know the warden.
He wouldn't agree to anything. He didn't want me to show up.
So what do we do?
Show up.
Tenacious as always.
What can I do for you, Lucas?
Olivia Dunham, this is Johan Lennox.
Thank you for seeing us.
You want time with a prisoner?
David Robert Jones.
This will be a problem.
I'm sure we can work something out.
I'm sorry.
Your friend wants to be persuasive.
Mr. Lennox, you have your reasons why you won't allow access to your prisoners...
...but this is very important to me.
I would be willing to sign anything.
I like her.
You have good taste.
Even if I were to give the okay...
...Mr. Jones talks to no one.
I have reason to believe he will talk to me.
If I write him a message, will you give it to him?
I don't expect miracles.
I don't know if I expect anything.
But I am grateful for whatever you can do in this case.
Sorry?
I was just saying I'm grateful for your work.
You're most welcome.
You know...
...I had a fruit cocktail once...
...in Atlantic City.
Mind you. I'm not the fruit cocktail sort of guy.
Excuse me.
We need to discuss your father.
- Is it the fruit cocktail thing again? - Mmh mmh.
Yeah. He's been doing that recently. He gets obsessed about certain foods. It's weird.
We need him to focus.
To focus?
Mr. Broyles...
...two-thirds of the time my father's not even lucid.
And in those rare and unpredictable moments of clarity...
...he rambles on about the foods and beverages that he missed...
...while he was incarcerated in a mental institution...
...for the better part of the last two decades.
To say that he's not focused...
...it's say that he's a biped
Which is to say...
...you're absolutely right. He's not focused.
And also it's not going to change any time too soon.
I'm his son. I'm not a puppeteer. I don't have a remote control.
There's no master switch I can flick...
...and turn him into the man I wish had raised me...
...or even somebody I don't have to baby-sit every day.
I guess I've had that on my mind for a while.
Apparently.
- Broyles. - It's Charlie Francis.
I understand I'm not at clearance level...
...but I have something for you.
What is it?
Local connecontion to the "Z.F.T."
Speak to me.
We analyzed the document Loeb brought back from Frankfurt.
We figured out each line corresponds to an FBI case file...
...and an I.D. number for the agent or agents assigned to it.
Every one of them originating from this field office.
Another mole in this office?
And you think what? John Scott was working with "Z.F.T."?
Maybe. Maybe not.
Whoever did this needed upper level security clearance.
Access to the FBI mainframe.
You said local connection.
Yeah. One of the lines is a phone number...
...registered to a Joseph Smith and we have him tied...
Yeah. I know Joseph Smith.
Loeb was briefing me on him when he collapsed.
- You got an address? - Hold on.
4331 Broad Street, Saugus.
4331 Broad Street.
I'll call you back.
This is Broyles.
I want a SWAT team surrounding Joseph Smith.
He's at 4331 Broad Street in Saugus.
And I want this radio silent.
It's good to see you again.
Despite the strange circumstance.
You don't have to wait with me.
As you keep telling me.
I want to.
I like it here.
Thank you.
I'm surprised.
He'll see you but not until tomorrow morning.
This is not Jones' rule or mine.
This is the institution's.
Long before I got here there have been strict regulations regarding visitors.
Tomorrow morning you'll have 14 minutes.
Not a second more.
Mr. Jones wanted you to have this.
- Hello. - Peter. It's me.
- I'm looking for Broyles. Is he there? - No he's on some sort of raid.
Jones has agreed to talk with me tomorrow morning...
...but only on the condition that he first get to talk to a collegue of his.
So we're looking for a guy local to Boston.
He's in Saugus.
He's in what?
His name's Joseph Smith.
At 4331 Broad Street.
How'd you know that?
That's who Broyles is after right now.
What?
- How? - I don't know.
Peter we need him alive.
- Hey - Are you there?
No. I'm on my way.
- You get in touch with Broyles yet? - No. They're still radio silent.
I'm gonna call HQ. I'll call you back.
I know they're radio silent...
...but you've got to get someone down there right now.
Please, you need to get the message to them.
They need to keep Joseph Smith alive.
Goddamn it.
- Hey. I've got information. - You must stand back, sir.
- Sir this is a police action. - I need to talk to Broyles
You need to get back!
You are not authorized to get any closer to the house!
- Hey! - Are you close?
Yeah. I'm here but I can't get any closer to the house.
They're already inside.
On the roof. On the roof.
Oh no.
What? Peter.
Freeze! FBI!
Stop or we'll shoot!
Drop your weapon!
No no no no!
Peter.
Have the evidence response team...
...catalog and box every item down to the toilet paper.
Bishop. What are you doing here?
Well. I just got off the phone with Olivia.
She's headed back to the airport.
Turns out Mr. Jones would only help us...
...if he could talk to Mr. Smith.
The same Mr. Smith that your people just killed.
You're kidding me.
That's the first serious thing I've said all day.
- Hello. - Peter. Hey... it's Astrid.
Your father wanted me to inform you that...
...there is fluid accumulating in agent Loeb's lungs.
Tell him we need help quickly.
He says we need help quickly.
Insert this into his I.V. Let me talk to him.
Hello Peter. This is me, your father. Walter Bishop.
Thank you, Walter. I know who you are.
Excellent. We need to talk to that man Smith right away.
He may be our best chance to save Agent Loeb's life.
I know that but he's dead.
He was shot. We're out of luck.
Does he still have his head?
Is it still attached to his body?
Only you would ask that question seriously.
Yes. He still has a head.
Splendid.
Then perhaps in this case death is simply an inconvenience.
Bring him in and hurry.
Agent Loeb's tissue is already deteriorating...
...which makes it exponentially messier.
What?
- So close. - You never did lose well.
What happened Olivia?
There is something that has...
...shifted in you.
Something's happened.
Well, a lot has happened.
You know it's been a strange time.
I wasn't gonna say these words...
...but here we are, so I'm gonna say them.
I've become, and I am not kidding...
...a spectacular cook.
Spend the night.
I can't, Lucas.
Of course you can.
- Dunham. - Does Jones know about Smith?
What?
Does David Jones know that Joseph Smith is dead?
No. why?
'Cause if you can still get in to see him tomorrow, he may not have to.
Oh good. Bring him down here so quickly. Get me ice.
- You already asked. - And the halo head brace.
- It's right over there. - Oh good.
We got it from here. Thanks.
- Did I ask... - To put salt water in the trough. Yes.
90 kilograms. Not a drop more.
He's been shot in the head.
- Is that a problem? - Yes, that's a problem.
Of course it's a problem!
A bullet in the head would normally indicate significant brain trauma.
Well it would also indicate that he's dead...
...but you didn't seem to have a problem with that.
This procedure is not like removing tonsils.
I've never had a conversation with a dead guy before.
Forgive me if I don't know the rules.
Is this going to work or not?
I'll need to alter the procedure.
And I'm not making any promises.
86 degrees dr. Bishop.
Good. Almost there.
Let me know when it's exactly 84.5. Blue.
The human brain is like a computer. Green.
Just needs electricity to function.
Which the body ceases to produce upon death.
Which is why we're keeping...
...his body cold to retard degeneration.
It's astonishing how this man's scalp resembles...
...Peter's bare bottom when he was a baby.
- How did you know that? - You told us that already. Twice.
What did I say next?
That we're gonna kick-start his brain.
Ah yes!
Excellent.
Conductive gel to prevent the electrical current from setting him on fire.
Spread it evenly and don't forget his nipples.
Oh Peter!
In '75 the FBI asked me to use this procedure.
Someone had been murdered.
But I don't recall his name.
Hmm. James. I believe.
Or Jimmy. They wanted to identify his assassin.
Union leader I think.
- Jimmy Hoffa? - Yes.
Well the trouble was he had a shockingly low electro-sensitivity.
When I turned on the machine...
...it instantly fried his brain like an egg.
Everyone has a unique tolerance to electrical stimulation.
Mine for instance is remarkably high.
Yours Peter unusually low.
As for our friend here we don't know.
Too little current and it won't work.
Too much and we will overcook his brain.
- So I will have... - You used to do this to me.
You attached wires to car batteries, and then you would shock me.
Yes. I was accumulating data.
No. You were experimenting on me.
Son we're ready.
First we must test if this...
...will register any brain activity.
And this will indicate...
...if he's transmitting any thoughts to you.
Since he's dead, Peter...
...you'll obviously have to be his ears and mouth.
Eventually, we'll connect this to your head.
Okay dear we're ready. Turn it on.
Try 200 microvolts.
Oh look Peter.
He's talking to you.
I suppose it's a good thing it wasn't attached to your head.
I don't believe it.
Not kidding. Looked into it.
- You have not. - I have.
So...
Who was he?
Whoever it was who broke your heart or...
...am I misreading you?
He was my partner from the Bureau.
And you of all people should know that I've always been a little inept at this...
...but he was straight forward decisive...
...charming and it was wonderful.
Except it was all a lie and he betrayed me.
Betrayed the job.
Then he died.
That's the end.
That's the end for him.
I've known this for years.
I...
...screwed up...
...with you.
The timing wasn't right for either of us.
Yes it was. I know it was.
But I was scared.
And that's the... that's the God's honest truth.
I think about you...
...so often and...
...I don't call because...
Because I'm ashamed of how I treated you.
No it was just...
Lucas I...
I have to... I have... I have to get this.
I hate whoever that is.
- Hello. - Hey. you're not gonna believe this...
...'cause I'm not really sure that I do...
...but I think this might actually work.
Walter figured it out?
Well there are limits. Some issues and problems but...
...Walter seems to think we can get the dead guy to answer some questions.
Then we're on. I'll call you from the prison.
8:00 a.m. tomorrow. My time.
You okay?
I'm good.
Thank you.
I'm gonna go back to the hotel.
Grateful to you...
...to the incredible cooking...
...and your sweet words.
Do you hear anything?
I think we gotta ask him a question first.
I see.
Are we ready to see how this is working?
When I say go you, Astro, ask Peter a question.
I will flip the switch which will stimulate our naked friend's brain...
...and Peter you will hear his response. Any questions?
Uh yeah. What should I ask him?
Anything you like. It's only a dry run.
And son I should apologize in advance.
I'm afraid this...
Well I shouldn't frighten you.
No. wouldn't want to do that.
Three. Two. One. Go.
What's your favorite flavor of ice cream?
Anything?
Did I hear anything? No.
Three. Two. One. Go.
What's your favorite color?
Nope. Still nothing. Just extreme discomfort.
- Hello. - They're taking me to see Jones now.
It's Olivia. They're taking her in.
No. We're not ready yet.
No no no. Tell her she's gotta stall.
- Did you hear that? - I'll do what I can but...
...I've only got 14 minutes starting now.
14 minutes.
What a pleasure this is.
We have your mr. Smith in custody.
You will not speak with him directly.
You will ask me one question that you want answered.
I will relay that question to an agent back in the States...
...who will talk to mr. Smith.
I will then relay mr. Smith's response to you...
...then you will tell me how to save agent Loeb.
That is how it works.
You're very serious. Do you know that?
Your friend's life hangs in the balance, is that it?
And you want me to save him. I gathered as much from your note.
Tell me something.
Why not your freedom...
...or extradition?
You must realize that you have leverage here.
Yet all you want is the answer to one question?
You make two assumptions ms. Dunham.
Both incorrect.
The first is that there is nothing more valuable than my freedom.
The second is that I am responsible...
...for the infection of agent Loeb.
Hello Gene.
Shh. Not a word.
I think I know your problem.
You think too much.
It's a family curse.
Your own brain function is interfering with the process.
You need to be a passive receiver.
This is a sedative.
It will numb your higher brain function.
I've mixed it with a euphoria inhibitor...
...which will clear the high from your system in a matter of minutes.
If I tell you to, stick this in his chest right here. Beneath the breast bone.
Oh! Oh! Oh! What is that?
- Adrenaline. - Why, Walter?
Are you planning on stopping my heart?
Walter, what are you giving me?
Nothing for you to worry about.
Perfectly harmless.
What is going on in here?
Mitchel!
If you're not responsible for infecting agent Loeb, who is?
Perhaps the same people responsible for bringing us together.
What if someone wanted information from the both of us?
Do you see?
Perhaps they've orchestrated all of this.
What if you and I...
...both of us, at this very moment...
...were being manipulated?
By who?
And what would they want?
You've not been doing this very long have you?
There are very few things in life that surprise me anymore ms. Dunham.
And yet, I confess, I am confused.
If it is so urgent to save the life of your friend...
...why haven't we gotten on with it?
Peter. Peter. Can you hear me?
This can't possibly be scientific.
Peter look at me.
Daddy?
I think we're ready.
- Hello. - Go. Quick.
Go ahead. Ask your question.
Ask my friend Joe...
...where does the gentleman live?
Mr. Jones would like to know...
...where does the gentleman live?
Three.
Mitchel! Oh God.
The parasite in his bloodstream choking him of oxygen.
- Asteroid nitroglycerine in a vial on the desk. - Wait a minute. I don't understand.
- Could you give us some room please? - A parasite?
I'll call you back.
Come on Sam, let them do their job.
Is there a problem?
My phone doesn't get the best reception in prison isolation cells.
You do have mr. Smith, do you not?
I'm curious.
Why do you think he would cooperate with you after you had him arrested?
Oh, the people I work with are loyal to the end.
Can you say the same?
- Hello. - Okay, we're trying again.
Three, two, one. Go.
Where does the gentleman live?
Do you hear anything?
No. no.
I'm going to have to increase the voltage.
I'm sorry son.
Three, two, one. Go.
Where does the gentleman live?
Nothing.
No.
Astrid, I need the answer now.
Agent Dunham, it's not working.
I need paper.
Paper! Give me some paper. Quick! Quick! I see something.
Wait. hold on.
Untie my hand.
Quickly!
What is that?
I have no idea!
I need the answer now.
We don't have it yet. I don't think it's working.
Walter what is this?
How do I know? You saw it, not me.
He seems rather irritated with you.
Astrid please. I have no time.
I know. You have to hold on. I'm sorry.
Walter what is it? Do you see it?
It's there. There's just something missing.
Obviously. Horizontal lines. There's literature on this.
Misrepresentation of horizontal space in unilateral brain damage.
Astrid, please, hurry.
I... I don't understand.
It's just a conjecture but the bullet may have destroyed...
...that part of the brain that... that helps process horizontal lines.
We are going to have to fill in the blanks.
God, Astrid... I have no time. I need the answer now Astrid! Please.
- Little hill. - Little hill?
Little hill!
Three parts mebendazole. Two parts thermophilic hydrolase.
A syringe directly into the parasite.
Astrid, write this down.
Three parts mebendazole.
Two parts thermophilic hydrolase.
A syringe directly into the parasite.
Walter. Look.
The roots. They're dying.
Well does that mean that...
Is... is Mitchel gonna live? Is... is he gonna be okay?
Yes my dear.
I believe he will.
Thank you doctor Bishop.
Jones asked me a question about loyalty. And...
...something about the way he said it, it felt like he knew something.
Like what?
Something about my partner betraying the Bureau.
I don't know.
You know I have other means...
...of gathering information about mr. Jones.
If you'd like me to use them...
...say yes, Olivia.
It'll give me an excuse to call you again.
Mitchel I understand that you're feeling far from hundred percent...
...but while you were unconscious we made a discovery.
That an organization with connections to the pattern...
...may have someone working for us on the inside.
John Scott.
That was our first thought.
But he would have needed to have higher clearance than Scott was afforded.
We thought that perhaps you were talking to him...
...because you might have discovered who that person was.
Scott's the only one I know of.
You're making me paranoid.
All I want to do is make you better.
I'll see you in the morning.
All right.
Hey Sam!
Sir.
How is he?
He's good.
The doctor here removed that thing from his chest.
Walter made sure he saved it for him.
I bet he did.
But what about answers?
The question Jones asked Smith.
And the response he got "Little hill"?
We know that agent Loeb was infected, but we don't know by whom.
Jones says it wasn't him.
We don't know anything.
You have a problem agent Dunham.
You're not easily satisfied.
You want everything and you want it now.
In your mind somehow a small victory is no victory.
What you did was save a man's life, but that doesn't land for you.
- Sir... - I would tell you to snap the hell out of it.
To stop whining about what you can't know can't control, can't change.
I would tell you to get some sleep while you can because...
...tomorrow we'll do this all over again, and guess what?
You'll have a million new answers, and a million and one new questions.
I would tell you those things but I won't...
...because your dissatisfaction is what makes you so damn good.
Someone I'm proud to say I work with.
Thank you.
Now go get some sleep while you can.
Hey.
How you feeling?
I should be asking you that.
- Good job. - Thank you. You too.
You hungry?
After everything I saw today...
...no not at all.
I am thirsty.
Really really thirsty.
Me too.
Look at that.
Yeah, look at that.
- They're gone. - So did it work what we did?
Yes. It led them back to Mr. Jones.
Did he ask the question?
Do we get the answer?
Little hill.