Previously on Fringe:
- How does she seem? - Like Dunham.
She's internalized her traits.
For all intents and purposes, she is our Agent Dunham.
You're embedding one of them on my team.
- What if her new identity doesn't hold? - Then she will no longer be necessary.
You know things about the Other Side.
Things you couldn't know unless you were from there.
- Like what? - Your niece is alive.
She was born and it's her birthday today.
- There's no way to prove it. - Yes, there is.
Their Olivia can travel between worlds safely.
We believe you may be able to do the same.
Aunt Liv. I knew you wouldn't forget my birthday.
It didn't work. All I saw was black.
Through suffering comes redemption.
Through sorrow comes exaltation.
Through pitch-dark comes a cleansing fire.
And through the fire we shall find the spring of new life.
Mommy?
Max.
There's a monster in my closet.
No monsters here.
None there either.
Looks like your room is officially monster-free tonight, kiddo.
Now, you remember what big boys do to get rid of monsters in their room?
Well, you close your eyes and you count to three.
- And when we open them? - The monster's gone.
Mm-hm.
You get some rest, sweetie.
I love you.
One, two, three.
Polls show that most Americans oppose the proposed law...
to limit the number of children to two per family.
However, leading politicians from two of the three major parties...
favor the law... - Hey.
You. What are you doing here?
Can I buy you breakfast?
Thank you.
Thanks.
I need to get into the DOD facility on Liberty Island.
And I need your help.
I can steal a boat, but I can't leave it docked on the island.
The security patrol would find it.
And I need some time inside the building alone.
I just need you to get me across the water.
Across the patrolled water. You're with Fringe Division.
Don't you have super-secret clearance or something?
- Why you breaking into a government...? - Because I have to go home.
Oh, so home is on Liberty Island now?
It doesn't matter where I'm from. What matters...
What matters is that I'm in trouble. I think my time is running out here.
And right now you are the only person that I am willing to trust.
I need your help, Henry.
Please, will you help me?
So if all you're asking for is a ride...
you ain't gotta steal a boat. My cousin has one.
Just give me a day or so.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Okay, there's my number. I gotta go.
Hey, those people you were running away from, they still after you?
Not if they keep believing that I'm somebody else, no.
Thanks.
We'll let you know if Fringe Division officially assumes the case.
Thanks. Appreciate it.
So, what do we have?
Kid was abducted from his bedroom last night.
Okay. We're good down here. Molecular cohesion intact.
Atmosphere readings are solid.
These kidnappings are tragic...
but 99 percent of them have nothing to do with Fringe Division.
Yeah, tell that to the secretary.
Peter Bishop Act of '91 says kidnapping is treated like a possible Fringe event.
I'm saying that these cops don't need us to work their cases.
Waste of manpower.
It's not a waste.
I'll get a statement.
Let's check upstairs.
Davidson, he's taking statements up and down the street.
Okay.
Detective, would you mind walking us through the scene?
Sure. Uh, Victim is Max Clayton, 8 years old.
Mom came to check on him in the morning and he was gone.
We, uh, found a couple of partial prints on the windowsill and in the closet...
but we are still collecting evidence.
We believe the suspect snatched the kid and he, uh, fled out the window.
Well, it's a long way down, especially carrying a 50-pound kid.
Okay. So the suspect is probably male, strong, uh, say, 20 to 35.
- Hey, can I see that for a second? - Yeah.
Some kind of residue on these fingerprints.
- Sucrose. - Sugar?
What, was he eating cookies or something?
Secretes it through his sweat.
It's the Candy Man.
He's back.
- Mr. Secretary. - I just heard.
Fringe Division was created to investigate tragedies of an unimaginable scale.
You and I both know that there is no crime more heinous...
than the theft of a child.
I'll do everything I can to find him, sir.
I don't doubt your resolve, Phillip.
Actually, that's why I'm here.
There's no shame in letting it fall to another desk if it's too personal.
It's been four years since the Candy Man took my son.
Four years...
since I heard him laugh or watched him play outside with his sister.
He had my son for two days.
When I got him back, he wasn't a little boy anymore.
If there's anyone you want on this case...
it's me.
Very well.
My only concern is that I don't have all my agents to help me.
How long until this is over, sir? Until our Olivia comes home?
You'll be happy to know we made a breakthrough.
We found something in her brain chemistry.
Something unique.
If it's what enables her to cross between worlds...
you'll have your team back very soon.
I know what it's like to lose a son.
And even when they come back, the damage is irreparable.
If you need someone to talk to, Phillip, let me know.
We need a lead, folks. Something to go on.
It's been 18 hours since the Clayton boy went missing.
That gives us until tomorrow night to find him.
Candy Man's last kidnapping was two years ago.
It was before you joined Fringe Division.
I remember when this happened, reading about it.
The papers never said what he did to the kids.
It's like they've had the life drained out of them.
Acute deterioration of organ tissue, depleted immune systems.
Some of the kids even came back with cancer.
Those incisions. Why there?
Posterior cerebral cortex.
From that point, you could access the spine.
Okay. Astrid, what do we know about these cases?
The abductions themselves appear to be random, occurring every two years.
The victims are always children, ages 7 through 9.
They're taken, then released 48 hours later with massive internal degradation.
The victims described the suspect as male, age unknown.
The majority of cases, other than a shaved head, there's no description.
- He wore a mask. - What do you mean, "majority of cases"?
Two of the victims reported being held captive by two suspects.
One young and one old.
Then why haven't we expanded the profile to look for two suspects?
Liv, these kids were really scared.
There's a lot of inconsistencies in their statements.
That doesn't mean that they're not true. Can you please pull up the victims' bios?
Okay, Amanda Holt and Christopher Broyles.
- We should speak to Christopher again. - It's not a good idea, Liv.
You weren't here when it happened. Broyles is protective.
- Well, we should at least ask. - Liv, don't even think about it.
I would like to re-interview your son.
Excuse me?
Christopher reported that he was held by two men.
An older man and a younger man.
He may remember other things about this guy...
that could help our investigation.
Agent Dunham.
My son went through something no child should ever have to go through.
And when he came home, I had to ask him questions about it.
Going over the details again and again...
forcing him to relive it when all he wanted to do was forget.
And for what?
I didn't solve the case.
And I didn't help my little boy sleep at night.
I'm sure that you did your best.
But if I spoke to him, maybe I could get more out of him.
I'm his father.
Perhaps that's the problem.
Maybe there are some things that you don't wanna hear.
Now there's something I want you to hear.
My son's condition since he was taken has deteriorated so rapidly...
that he'll be lucky if he makes it to his 18th birthday.
Now, what little childhood Christopher has left, I intend to protect it.
I get that.
But Christopher's childhood is not the only one at stake right now.
You're dismissed.
I don't feel good. I wanna go home.
Through suffering comes redemption.
Through sorrow comes exaltation.
Through the pitch-dark comes the cleansing fire...
and through the fire we shall find the spring of new life.
Devotes his life to righting wrongs, protecting the innocent...
and punishing the guilty.
Cranston is known to the underworld as the Shadow.
Never seen, only heard...
his true identity is known only to his constant friend and aid, Margot Lane.
Today's story...
- Hey. - Hey.
There's been a police officer parked out front all afternoon.
So it's true?
The Candy Man's back?
Yeah.
Do you think he'll try to come back here?
No.
It's just for my peace of mind.
How's Christopher?
He's scared.
The story about the missing boy has been all over the news today.
Did you eat?
Not since breakfast.
Has there been any progress in the case?
No.
One of my agents wanted to re-interview Chris. Olivia Dunham.
She thinks there may be some detail he's forgotten.
I told her it was a waste of time.
I've always liked Olivia.
She seems very smart.
I'm gonna go put him to bed.
He's a strong boy, Phillip.
Strong enough to talk about it.
Even if you're not.
Thought you might be hungry too.
- Red Vines. - They're new.
Charlie tried them. He said they're great.
Thanks.
So after the victims were abducted, the kids came back...
with massive cell degeneration and internal-organ atrophy.
All those conditions are symptomatic of old age, too, right?
I suppose so. Why?
Well, aging has to do with the pituitary gland...
which can be accessed through the back of the neck.
Did you suddenly become a scientist when I was in the hospital?
- Trying to take my job? - It was an old case I worked...
before I joined Fringe.
This guy was draining hormones from pituitary glands.
Anyway, my point is that some of the victims mentioned...
there were two suspects, one old and one young.
But they all said that they never saw the suspects at the same time.
- Okay. - Well, what if there weren't two people?
What if there was only one person who was literally changing from old to young?
What if the Candy Man is stealing youth?
Okay.
In theory, concentrated pituitary hormones...
could be processed in some way to accelerate healing...
maybe even reverse aging.
If that's true, it would also cause some serious side effects.
- Like what? - Anemia.
- Tremors. Hyperglycemia. - High blood sugar?
High enough that he could secrete sugar in his sweat?
This is Dunham.
Okay, I'll be there.
Thank you.
What was that about?
It's nice to see you again, Olivia.
Chris is looking forward to meeting you.
Through here.
Chris, Agent Dunham is here.
Oh, uh, Olivia is fine.
- It's nice to meet you, Chris. - Hi.
Hi.
Did you really save that school bus of kids from a Class 3 vortex last year?
Is it true?
Well, I was just doing my job.
That's so cool.
So my mom says you wanna talk about the man who took me.
Yeah. Would that be okay?
Sure.
Maybe we could talk somewhere else.
Like, where is your favorite place to go?
- Broyles. - The Candy Man's had the boy...
for 36 hours. Twelve hours left. How are we doing?
Nothing yet. But we're working every lead we have.
You'll be happy to hear you'll have your team back soon.
Olivia's mission on the Other Side is almost complete.
- We'll be able to bring her home. - What about this Olivia?
We're gonna pull her out of the field tomorrow morning.
I don't believe we'll be needing her anymore.
Call me if you find anything.
My dad says I need to forget about what happened.
Yeah?
Ooh, but it's hard to forget, isn't it?
You know, I can imagine what it must have been like for you.
Like how scared you must have been...
how much you would've wanted to get back to your family and to your friends.
I have nightmares about this sometimes.
Really?
Could you tell me about them?
I always remember the smell first.
It's musty like our attic.
He comes to the room wearing a mask to check on the thing stuck in my neck.
It feels like it's stealing my energy.
I'm so tired.
I feel sick.
Chris...
you said that there were two men.
One old and one young, right?
Did they ever talk to you?
No. Nothing I remember.
Chris.
What is it? You can tell me.
I know the Candy Man's back.
Yeah, he is.
He said if I told anyone about him, he'd come back.
He said this time...
he'd hurt my mom and dad.
That is not going to happen. I promise.
Christopher, there's another little boy just like you.
He's been taken.
And he wants to go home and see his family too.
You can help him.
I remember their voices.
Um, they both said the same thing.
Think it was a prayer.
Can you remember the words?
Some of the words.
"Through the pitch-dark comes a cleansing fire."
Okay.
"Through the pitch-dark comes a cleansing fire."
The words "pitch" and "dark" are common to several prayers...
from the early 20th century. The words appear in the liturgy...
of over a dozen churches in New York. - A dozen that we know of.
Every time there's a Fringe event, a new church pops up.
Thought it was bad enough someone's kidnapping kids.
Now we find out he's kidnapping kids for God.
- Hi, honey. - Mom.
I collected some shells for you.
- They smell like the ocean. - Thank you.
Oh. Looks like you brought half the beach back with you too.
No, leave the sand. I like it.
I'll be right in. Broyles.
He was very, very helpful.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
- Come on, I wanna wash the shells off. - Okay.
- Bye, Christopher. - Bye.
- Dunham. - The boat's called Sally.
The Redhook Marina in Brooklyn. B Dock.
Be there tonight at 10 and I'll get you where you wanna go.
- Okay, I'll be there. - Dunham.
Charlie got a hit on the prayer.
They traced it to the Astoria Church in Queens.
"Through the pitch-dark comes the cleansing fire."
Yeah. "And through the fire we shall find the spring of new life."
It's beautiful, isn't it?
What does it mean?
I wasn't always a man of the cloth, you know.
I used to be a physician.
And then the avian influenza epidemic came...
and my wife became ill.
And despite all my training, there was...
There was nothing I could do to save her.
Without her...
I was nothing. I was lost.
But then God came and lifted me up.
And he showed me that what people need in these troubled times...
is something to believe in.
Faith. That's what will heal this wounded world.
The prayer was spoken by the suspect in a kidnapping that we're investigating.
We believe the suspect is a member of your church.
It will help our investigation if you would give the names and addresses...
of all the men in your congregation.
Giving out information on parishioners is breaking the confessional seal.
Reverend Marcus, I understand. I, too, am a man of faith.
But right now there's a child missing. We need your help.
We have a former victim who can identify the kidnappers' voices.
You believe that this person is reliable?
He's my son.
Oh, I'm sorry.
I can get you the roster from our men's group if that'll help.
Thank you.
- There are over 40 names on this list. - We'll have to split up.
Call Lincoln and Charlie.
Nope, nothing yet.
Although this church is full of true believers.
One guy actually told me that the reverend cured his kidney disease.
So, what about Charlie and Lincoln?
They've interviewed seven men on the list and none of them fit the profile.
Okay, I'm here. I'll, uh, call you in a bit.
Wyatt Toomy?
Agent Dunham. I'm with Fringe Division.
I need to ask you a couple questions in regard to an investigation.
- Can I come in? - Sure.
Yeah, saw him on the news.
It's real sad.
Do you really think someone from the church may have taken him?
Possibly, yeah.
Excuse me for a moment.
- So did you meet Reverend Marcus? - Yes.
Oh. He is a miracle worker. Great man. Touched by God.
Do you live here alone, Mr. Toomy?
Yep.
Just me.
Don't move!
This is Agent Dunham. I'm at 1068 Kent Street, Apartment 5.
The suspect's been sighted. I need backup now, please.
Max, hi. Uh, I'm with the FBI.
Are you okay?
Okay. Oh.
Hey. You okay?
You sure? All right.
Okay. Okay.
The paramedics took Max to the hospital.
His mother is gonna meet him there.
The super said that Wyatt Toomy had been living here for almost nine years.
He kept to himself. Always paid his rent a week in advance.
Hey, you guys should take a look at this.
Have you figured out what he was doing?
I won't know exactly until we get this back to the lab...
but my guess is Olivia was right.
About what?
Seems he was making some kind of age-regression serum.
He was extracting hormones from the kids and giving them to himself.
Your son was right. There was a young and an old suspect.
It's just they were the same man.
This guy worked in sanitation.
How did he figure out how to do all this?
All right, let's bag and tag it.
I won't forget what you did here.
Hey. When you're done here, you wanna join me and Charlie for a beer?
We get a lot of bad days. Gotta celebrate the good ones.
Ha, ha. No, thanks.
I'm going home.
- Hey. - You're 19 minutes late.
One more minute and I was out of here.
Wow. You think this thing is gonna take us across the harbor?
Don't worry about the boat. Worry about the patrols around that island.
Hey, Henry. I know I'm asking a lot of you.
- If you want to back out... - Come on, let's get it over with.
- You want me to cast us off? - What?
Do you want me to untie the boat from the dock?
Oh, yeah, yeah. Do that. Yeah.
Henry, you have done this before, right?
- Wanna know the truth? - Yeah.
Water scares the hell out of me.
Don't worry. My cousin ran me through everything I need to know.
We'll be fine. Just do that casting thing.
What's wrong?
Someone had to teach you how to do it.
Yeah. So what? I told you I'm not a boater.
Hey, hon. When you hear this, give me a call.
I shouldn't be here too much longer.
- Hey, I just left you a message. - Hey, uh, I think we were wrong.
Wyatt Toomy was not a scientist.
He needed someone to show him how to make the serum.
- Who? - Reverend Marcus.
He said he was a doctor. That's how he's healing his congregation.
He's been dosing them. Wyatt was working for him.
- Dear God. - Christopher was right all along.
There really were two suspects.
I told Reverend Marcus Chris could ID the voices.
- Now my wife isn't picking up the phone. - I'll meet you at your house.
Henry, I gotta go do something. Can you promise me you'll wait for me? Please.
Where the hell are you going?
You wanna play hide and seek, young man?
I'll find you.
God wants me to find you.
I'm simply carrying out his plan.
Take comfort, Christopher.
You gave so much of yourself to help heal others.
We all have to make sacrifices for the common good.
No, no, no, no. No.
- No! Let go of me! - Hey!
Chris.
Dad.
You're safe, son. You're okay now.
Where are you? It's been an hour. What's the deal?
I'm leaving now. Give me 15 minutes.
Make it fast. I'm starting to get seasick.
Agent Dunham? I thought that was you.
Mrs. Clayton. How is Max doing?
Doctors think you got there just in time.
You know, he hasn't been able to stop talking about you.
It'd really mean a lot if you could say hi.
- Hey, Max. Someone's here to see you. - Hi.
Hi.
How are you feeling?
- Much better now. - That's good.
You're a real brave kid. You know that?
Well, not as brave as you.
Can I ask you a question?
- Sure. - What's FBI?
FBI? Where did you hear that?
Well, you said it when you saved me, remember?
You said you were FBI.
Oh. Well, FBI is just another word for "police."
Well, then when I grow up, I want to be FBI too.
That would be nice.
Now you should get some rest, because it's late.
Okay.
- Bye. - Bye.
- How's your wife and son? - They're gonna be fine.
The doctors are gonna take a look at the serum Wyatt Toomy was synthesizing.
It may have some healing potential for Christopher and the victims.
Great. Maybe some good could come out of all this.
Dunham.
The FBI ceased to exist over a decade ago.
At least on this side, it did.
You know who you are, don't you?
What happens now?
Now...
I'm going home.
Henry, don't worry.
Stick to the same bearings on your way out and you won't run into patrols.
What makes you so sure?
Because I memorized their routes when I escaped from there.
How you plan on getting up there?
I'll manage.
Thank you for everything.
- Hey, I just borrowed a boat. - No. You believed in me.
You got me all the way the hell out here.
You might as well tell me, where is it you're from?
I'm from a parallel universe.
Copy that.
- Yes? - Sir, there's been a security breach.
Someone's accessed the lab on Liberty Island.
Ma'am, what are you...?
We're closed.
I'm sorry, I was just, uh...
Would you be able to let me out?
No, no. Please. This can't be happening.
Okay. I'm not gonna hurt you. I need you to listen very carefully.
What I'm gonna say is gonna sound insane.
But I need you to do something for me.
No! No! No!
Please. Please, I don't belong here.
- Sedate her. - Oh, God. Please, let me go.
Who are you really and what were you before?
What did you do and what did you think, huh?
We said no questions.
I can turn it off if you wanna go to sleep.
- I'm just resting my eyes. - Right.
Otherwise known as sleeping.
Oh, don't you wanna see how it ends?
I've seen this movie about a hundred times.
You're honestly telling me you've never seen Casablanca?
I've heard of it. It's, uh, Ronald Reagan, right?
No. It's Humphrey Bogart.
Oh. I was kidding.
Okay, so let me guess. They, uh, end up running away together...
and they live happily ever after. - Actually, no.
She leaves him at the airport and they never see each other again.
Oh.
I thought you said it was a love story.
Well, aren't all the best love stories tragedies?
Only in the movies.
Come on, let's go to sleep.
- Good night. - Good night.
Well, that's easy.
Oh, you gotta be kidding me.
Hello?
Walter, is that you? I can hear you breathing.
Is this Peter Bishop?
- Yes. - I'm calling from New York.
I know this is gonna sound crazy...
but I just saw a woman disappear in front of my eyes.
- Who is this? - Her name was Olivia.
She has a message for you.
She's trapped in the Other Universe.