There is an alternate universe
and, in it, another version of us.
Previously on Fringe...
You were right.
They don't remember Peter.
He was erased.
The timeline has been rewritten.
And yet traces of him continue to bleed through.
Does this remind you of anything?
Biological, mechanical hybrid.
They're human.
Heard you got something to show me.
It was powering a new form of shapeshifters.
The ones we've encountered before answered to Walternate.
I was important to you, wasn't I?
I mean, the other version of me.
She is.
Well, I hope that you get back to her.
Clearly I'm in the wrong place.
All the people that I know and love are somewhere else.
Now I just got to figure out how to get home.
♪ ♪
Walter?
Your waffle machine isn't working properly, Peter.
So instead...
You're talking to me?
I don't understand.
Chocolate chip and banana pancakes.
What could be clearer?
Sit.
♪ ♪
Good morning.
Good morning, Walter.
I thought you were making waffles.
The waffle iron is broken.
Oh, but you were so looking forward to them.
It's okay.
This is fine.
Being back, with the two of you...
This is very, very fine.
Don't worry, son.
I'll get this infernal machine working.
Then we can have waffles every day.
I just need to adjust...
Walter.
It's incredible.
Astrid, come quickly. You've got to see this.
The pinwheel with the metallic qualities
is spinning against the flow of air,
completely violating the law of physics.
Oh...
Pastries-- how nice.
- Thank you, Astrid. - Hello, Walter.
I have to talk to you about the machine.
Walter...
The machine was powerful enough to pop me out of my timeline.
And I think it's the only thing
that can get me back to where I belong.
You built the thing.
You're the only person who can help me reconfigure its matrix.
That machine is staggeringly dangerous.
It's capable of destroying universes.
I know. And maybe I am, too.
I have tried to respect your boundaries.
I have stayed away, Walter.
But I've got to get home now.
And you're the only person who can help me do that.
I have been separated from my family.
And you of all people should understand
how desperate I am to get back.
The water was still running in the sink.
She must've come to her decision
while she was washing the dishes.
What?
I knew almost immediately...
Even before I found the body.
The car's engine was still running.
There was no note.
There didn't need to be.
We had just lost our only child.
I should've mourned with her...
Been there.
But instead I let her grieve alone
so that I could focus on finding a way
to the alternate universe
to save someone else's child.
My actions caused the death of my wife...
Unspeakable damage to two universes.
I lost my career...
and my sanity...
All because I tried to help another Peter.
I may be the only man that can help you,
but I'm also the only man that cannot help you.
Your office told me you were on leave.
You okay?
Uh, yeah, it's-- it's just a migraine--
I think exhaustion.
Broyles told me to take the day, rest up.
What are you doing here?
I need to ask you a favor.
You mind if I come in?
Uh, sure.
Please.
I need you to ask Broyles to get me permission
to use the bridge so I can cross over
into the alternate universe.
Why would you want to cross over?
Because I think the machine is my best chance of getting home.
And Walter created it,
but clearly he's not gonna help me recalibrate it,
so I'm hoping that Walternate will.
Walternate is an untrustworthy son of a bitch
who is responsible for sending
shapeshifters to our universe.
So what makes you think that he'll help you?
I really don't have any other choice.
Okay, in any case,
Broyles isn't gonna let you near that bridge.
I mean, you may have gained some trust here,
but to him, you're still an unknown entity.
Besides, Peter,
they don't know that you exist.
And Walternate is their Secretary of Defense.
I mean, how are you gonna get to him at the D.O.D.?
- Hey. - Hey.
I brought you some chicken soup.
I thought maybe you could use a little...
company...
- Which I see you already have. - Him.
Me.
You're how I'm gonna get into the D.O.D.
On the other side, Fringe Division
reports directly to the Secretary of Defense.
Their lead agent...
Is Lincoln Lee. Yeah, that could work.
I think it will work-- all I need is a way
to get over to the other side.
I'm sorry. What are we talking about?
Here it is.
A Massive Dynamic requisition form?
What's item 317?
It's Walter's portal device--
the one he used to cross over in 1985.
That's at the bottom of Reiden Lake.
Well, maybe where you're from,
but Massive Dynamic recovered it years ago.
It's been in storage ever since.
And you just happened to have this handy?
I've been thinking about crossing over myself,
doing a little recon.
Well, what do you even need Walter's device for
when you can just cross back and forth anytime by yourself?
When I can what?
Smart--
you were gonna go over there off-grid,
find out what the shapeshifters are after.
See if I can expose Walternate's entire agenda.
Peter's just given us a way in.
Whoa, whoa. No, that's not at all what we're about to do.
Look, I understand that you guys are dealing
with real and present dangers from the other side,
but if we go over there and you get busted,
there's no way that Walternate's
not gonna think that I'm involved.
I'm gonna lose the best chance that I have
to get back to my timeline, to my people.
You got to understand that.
Of course.
Getting you home is a priority for us as well.
So right now this is about you.
Lincoln and I will secure a van
and collect the device from Massive Dynamic.
All right, then.
Let's go get our ride.
You got something on your mind?
Yep.
Honey, you sure you don't want me to come in with you?
Yeah.
Okay, well, I'll be right out here if you need me.
Mom!
Excuse me, officer.
There's some inappropriate behavior
going on in the men's restroom,
and my eight-year-old was just subjected to it.
All right, transit P.D. come on out of there.
♪ Fringe 4x08 ♪ Back to Where You've Never Been Original Air Date on January 13, 2012
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♪
Mr. Secretary, Brandon Fayette
is here to see you, as requested.
Send him in.
Mr. Secretary, I was told you wanted me
to bring you the shapeshifter tech.
You've been working on this for several weeks.
How much longer will it take?
I'm not sure.
But I've identified a signal that we might be able to trace.
If I'm right, it should lead us to whoever's responsible
for these new shapeshifter prototypes.
I want you to forward me your diagnostic protocols.
And leave the disk with me.
I'll handle the back-trace myself.
Sir, are you sure?
I feel I'm close. I would like to see this--
I shouldn't have to remind you that I am also a scientist.
I'm perfectly capable of completing the task.
No, sir. Of course.
I'll send for you if I need anything else.
So the guy scales the bus
and then jumps 30 feet off its roof.
That's what the witness report said.
Gets a 9.5 for the attempt,
but he failed to stick the landing.
May I have your attention, please?
All Fringe Division and ancillary personnel
are required to withdraw from the area immediately.
Excuse me.
Want to tell me what you think you're doing?
I'm Sergeant Elias Kane, Department of Defense.
This investigation is now under the jurisdiction
of military command.
The hell it is. On who's orders?
Secretary of Defense.
All right, everybody! Pack it up, clear it out!
What, you're just gonna let that happen?
It's out of our hands.
We work for the D.O.D., too.
Why would Secretary Bishop remove us
from what is clearly a Fringe case?
Ours is not to question why,
ours is just to get the hell out.
Dunham.
I was able to get the equipment.
I'll meet you at the theater.
- Great. - We'll see you there.
Now, what makes you so sure that there's a soft spot
between universes in this place?
Well, we've used it before...
In another timeline.
We're still about 40 miles out.
It's fine. We've still got plenty of range.
You all right?
Yeah, I'm okay.
You know, you really don't have to be here.
No, we have an arrangement.
If something happens and you two can't get back,
I have to be here to let Broyles know.
So this look about right?
Yeah, you look good.
Okay. You're clear on everything, right?
What you need to do?
Are you ready?
Just out of curiosity, um...
If this thing closes while I'm still crossing through,
what happens? - It'll cut you in half.
I killed a guy like that once.
Don't worry. He was a bad guy.
Olivia, thank you.
I owe you one.
Good luck.
You okay?
One piece.
Colonel Broyles,
sensors detecting a class-three breach.
That's impossible.
We haven't had any degradation since the universes were linked.
Nonetheless, sir, redundant systems are confirming
a breach at an opera house in lower Brooklyn.
Where are Agents Lee and Dunham?
En route to H.Q., ten minutes out.
Notify them of the breach and redirect them there.
And dispatch an Amber team to meet them.
This place isn't all that different from our--
Hey, Scarecrow, come on.
The flying monkeys are coming.
- Thank you, gentlemen. - Bring the body in here.
Sir, may I ask what's going on?
Nothing to concern yourself with.
I need you and your staff
to vacate the lab until further notice.
Sergeant Kane, please stand guard at the door.
Make sure no one disturbs me.
How's it going?
Agent Lee, good to see you again.
I got a prisoner here I need to transport to Liberty Island.
I don't have any transport order.
No, you wouldn't.
Secretary Bishop wants to keep this one off the books--
keeping it quiet for security reasons.
You think I'm making this up?
No. Not at all, sir.
I can call up the SECDEF's office to clear it up.
Sure, you speak to somebody there.
They clear it with someone else, who clears it up the chain.
That's at least three people you just included
in a classified interrogation.
You go right ahead.
It's your ass, not mine.
I see what you mean.
You know what?
- I'll send for the ferry. - Good idea.
I just need your "show me."
Yeah, uh, about that...
I had to jump into the East River
to catch this scumbag.
Must've lost it in the drink.
That's fine. Your handprint will do.
The ferry should be at the pier shortly.
Agent Lee...
I'll go ahead and report your "show me" lost.
Thanks.
I'm impressed--
quite a knack for deception.
Colonel...
We checked our readings again. They're still negative.
If there was any kind of degradation here,
it's gone now.
Copy that.
The breach is no longer registering here either.
Looks like a false alarm.
Maybe there was a glitch with the sensors?
Maybe.
Recall your team and report back to H.Q.
Dreaming of a life in the theater?
You know, that body at the bus terminal--
his face was pretty messed up.
The guy was pancaked by a bus.
I mean his features.
They didn't add up. They were all mismatched.
His hair, his eyes-- one blue, one brown.
Okay.
Well, you add that to the fact
that he ran up the side of a bus,
then jumped ten yards and landed on his feet.
I think he might've been a shapeshifter.
You mean those human shapeshifters
the other side's accusing us of sending over.
Okay.
Well, I guess once the D.O.D. confirms that with the autopsy,
Secretary Bishop will let us know.
Unless he doesn't.
I mean, their Olivia said that she believed
he was responsible for these new shapeshifters.
Since when do you listen to anything they have to say?
You said yourself she's a paranoid
who doesn't trust anyone.
Yeah, that doesn't mean she's not right.
I mean, think about it.
What if the Secretary had us removed from the crime scene
so that he could cover up his own involvement?
Now who's paranoid?
Okay. Why won't the car start?
Lost?
I never reported it lost.
They said the report came
from the D.O.D. checkpoint at the pier.
Checkpoint Five, Corporal Wheeler.
Wheeler, this is Agent Lee.
I understand somebody there reported my "show me" lost.
Agent Lee?
Once I get in to see Walternate, you should probably take off,
head back to the opera house
before they figure out you're not who you say you are.
You've been there before, their D.O.D.
It was in your debrief with Broyles after you showed up.
Yeah, Walternate wanted to keep me close
when I was working on the machine.
In his secure room.
You said that's where he kept his classified files.
If you worked in it,
you must know how to get into it.
Why are we talking about this, Lincoln?
Just tell me where it's located, Peter.
Oh, I don't believe this.
You don't have to be involved.
Of course they're gonna think I'm involved!
- You're about to ruin the best chance... - I didn't come this far...
- to go back empty-handed! - that I have to get back home!
Don't move!
Put your hands behind your head!
Just give me a chance to explain.
Look, I know how this looks,
but it's a misunderstanding.
Agent Lee, I presume.
We can straighten this out.
I have to talk to Secretary Bishop.
Who the hell are you?
Yes?
Mr. Secretary, it's Colonel Broyles.
Sorry to disturb you, but you need to know
there's been an incursion from the other universe.
We've apprehended two men who were on their way to you.
One is their Fringe Division's Lincoln Lee.
The other man...
He claims to be Peter Bishop,
your son.
My son?
That's what he said, sir.
We'll attempt to ascertain his real identity
once we have them in custody.
Agents Lee and Dunham are convoying the prisoners
back to Fringe H.Q. now for questioning.
Do you want me to contact the other side,
demand an explanation?
No.
Tell them nothing until you've had
a chance to interrogate these men.
And keep me informed with what you learn.
This was Olivia's idea, wasn't it?
Doesn't matter much now, does it?
Yeah, it matters to me.
I thought I could trust you two.
I get it, Peter.
You want to go home to your people.
Well, we are fighting for our people.
Whatever these shapeshifters are up to,
we have to stop them.
Sorry if I thought you wanted that, too.
It's not my fight.
Agent Murphy.
Affirmative, sir.
As a matter of fact, I have them in my transport right now.
All right, sir. I understand.
What just happened?
We lost the transport.
Agent Murphy, Agent Cole, do you copy?
Agent Murphy, Agent Cole, respond.
Hey! Murphy, what's going on?
Transport one, this is Dunham. Do you copy?
Agent Murphy, come in.
Agent Farnsworth, where is the locate
on that prisoner transport?
Still looking. Stand by.
Get out.
Your cuffs-- take 'em off.
You trying to make this look like an escape attempt,
like we're the ones that killed your partner?
Your turn. Let's go.
That call you got-- was that from Secretary Bishop?
Did he tell you to do this?
He's making a mistake.
I just came here to talk to him.
He doesn't understand why I'm here.
It doesn't matter why you're here.
I have my orders.
We got to get out of here, now.
Give me the gun. Give me the gun!
We're doing this my way now.
You're 100 meters from the transport.
- Wait. They're on the move again. - What?
Take the next alley.
There are two transponders still in the alley.
Okay, you let me out.
You stay with the transport.
We got two agents down.
All units, the suspects are headed north
down the alley by Franklin and Broadway.
Out of the vehicle, now!
On the ground.
So where is he?
I have no idea.
I told you, he ran.
Agent Murphy's "show me" was used
at the Canal Street subway turnstile 20 minutes ago.
So you led us on that little diversion
so your friend could get away.
Broyles put his description out
to transit and Metro P.D.
He won't get far.
You and your pal murdered two Fringe agents.
Every cop in the city is gonna be looking for him.
Right. That's what happened.
We came all this way to kill two Fringe agents.
That's brilliant.
No wonder you're a detective.
Makes a hell of a lot more sense
than Agent Murphy shooting his own partner,
then trying to kill you two
because somebody called him up and ordered him to do it.
So who on our side would want you dead?
Your boss...
the Secretary of Defense.
So, clearly, in the other universe, I'm a nut job.
What makes you so sure
that it was the Secretary on the other end of that call?
Our universe has been infiltrated
by shapeshifters from your side.
They've killed a lot of people, including a friend of mine for--
for reasons I still don't understand.
And your Defense Secretary's behind them.
He's obviously got people inside your division working for him.
You take me in, he's gonna see to it I disappear.
Trace the call.
Trace the call that was made to Agent Murphy.
If it leads back to Secretary Bishop,
you know I'm right.
If our division's compromised, why trust us?
Because of her.
Peter said I could trust you.
He doesn't even know me.
Peter said at the end of the day, you're a good person.
You'd do the right thing.
Liv?
We'll sort it out at headquarters.
- Oh, God! - I'm sorry.
I'm not here to hurt you, I--
- I have money. Just take-- - Oh, no, you don't understand.
I just need to speak with your husband.
It's very important.
Peter.
Over the years, my husband has opened my mind
to things that I never thought possible.
And still, I never thought that...
But as soon as I looked into your eyes, I knew.
They, um...
They told me that you died...
The night that you were taken from me.
And they told you the truth.
I'm sorry, Elizabeth.
I'm not the Peter that you think I am.
I'm from another place.
It's all very complicated.
But I have people there that I care about very, very deeply,
and I have to get back to them.
That's what got me through it, you know?
I told myself that if another universe exists--
and there's got to be more--
then somewhere...
You would grow up and be happy and...
and fall in love.
Somewhere you would have a life...
Just--just not here.
That's why I came here.
It's why I need to speak to Walter.
He's the only person who can help me.
Yeah, of course.
If--if your father--
if Walter knew that you were here,
he would do everything he could to help you.
He's, um...
He's at work. I'll call the office.
Oh, no. No.
No, I-I'm sorry. You can't do that.
You can't let anybody else know that I'm here.
When I first crossed over,
people who worked for your husband tried to kill me.
What?
- Why would anyone try to-- - I don't know.
But clearly someone thinks that my being here is a threat.
Then, Peter...
We need to protect you.
Walter has to know about this.
I think that he already does.
The alarm.
Oh, God, I'm sorry. Before I knew it was you,
I-I hit the alarm.
Peter, why have you got a gun?
Mrs. Bishop.
Give me the gun.
Mrs. Bishop.
Peter, if you don't give me the gun, they will shoot you.
Mrs. Bishop, are you all right?
I won't let anything happen to you...
Not this time.
Okay, don't shoot.
That's him. Hands in the air!
Okay, don't shoot! Don't shoot!
Mrs. Bishop, step away. This man is dangerous.
He's killed two Fringe agents.
No, anyone who fires on this man
will have my husband to answer to.
A mistake has been made.
I need your men to transport us to the Department of Defense.
You heard me.
We are going to see my husband.
He'll have to be restrained.
That's fine.
Walter will straighten all this out.
You'll see.
What the hell is this?
This is where we're holding you.
It's a maintenance closet.
That's very astute. No wonder you're a detective.
We looked into Agent Murphy's phone logs,
and he did receive a call
just before the vehicle disappeared from the convoy.
Like I said.
We're gonna trace the call,
and if it leads back to the Secretary of Defense,
then we can talk.
If not, this isn't the last windowless room
you're gonna find yourself in.
Make yourself comfortable.
Nobody knows you're here but us.
We're breaking about five different
general orders right now.
I hope you know what you're doing.
Me too.
Walter.
It's Peter.
It's a miracle.
Of course it is.
I've dreamt about this moment for so many years.
And now you're actually here...
Standing in front of me.
Take these restraints off him.
- Sir-- - Take them off.
And then leave us.
I know...
I know that you don't want to hear this right now,
Secretary Bishop, but...
I'm not your son.
I know that.
How could you be?
He came to ask for your help.
I promised him you would.
Would you leave us for a moment, Elizabeth?
I-- I'd--
I'd like to speak to Peter alone.
Just a few moments, please, dear.
All right...
All right.
Thank you.
I must say, that was a brilliant performance.
You almost looked genuinely surprised to see me,
which we both know is not the case.
I've known about you for some time.
I've been monitoring the intelligence feeds
from the other universe.
Yeah, if by "monitoring" you mean spying.
You have a very ill opinion of me.
Where I'm from, I know you all too well.
Really?
What do you know?
For starters, I know you've already tried
to have me killed once today.
And why would I do that?
I don't know, Walter.
Maybe you see me as a threat.
They know that you created the human shapeshifters.
And they know that you're responsible
for sending them into the alternate universe,
in violation of your accord with them.
So you have come all this way to bring me to justice.
No.
Whatever disagreements there are between this universe and theirs
are none of my business.
I'll tell you exactly what I told them.
It is not my fight.
All I want is your help to get me back where I belong...
To get me home.
If you want to get rid of me, just help me.
If you believe that I am to blame
for all those terrible things,
your decision to come here must've been difficult.
I didn't really have any other choice.
I see.
Well, no one knows more
about the burden of difficult decisions than I.
Sir, Sergeant Kane said you wanted to see me.
Doctor. Come in.
Dr. Fayette, this man is from the other side.
He is making serious accusations against me.
He believes, among other things,
that I am responsible for the shapeshifters
that are plaguing the other universe.
Now, you are my chief scientist.
You know me and my operation better than anyone.
Is it possible?
Is there any way that what he is saying could be true?
I don't see how, sir.
I examined the shapeshifter tech in detail.
I saw nothing to indicate you had anything to do with it, sir.
There. You see?
If I may ask...
Not everything is as it seems.
I've suspected for some time
that Dr. Fayette had been replaced by a shapeshifter.
My men have been following him for some weeks,
monitoring all of his communications.
So what are you gonna do with him?
Interrogate him,
get what information I can to find out who's behind this.
Earlier today, a state department employee
was the victim of another shapeshifter...
Trying to acquire his identity.
It's become all too clear
that elements of our government are being infiltrated.
If you've known about this for so long,
why haven't you done anything?
Done what exactly?
If word got out that elected officials
and other authorities were not who they claimed to be,
it would cause widespread panic,
and society would collapse.
No, trust me on this.
You have to find the shapeshifters,
expose them for what they are.
And how would you propose I do that?
Well, that device you used seemed to do the trick.
Yes.
And I spent weeks convincing myself
that Dr. Fayette had been replaced.
If I had been wrong,
this tech would've killed a human being.
Why are you telling me all of this?
Because you are the only person I can trust.
You have no alliances...
to our side or theirs.
I'm telling you this because I need you to deliver a message.
I appreciate what you're up against here, but--
- It's not your fight? - Exactly.
It's not my fight.
I came here because I needed your help to get home.
The Walter on the other side refuses to help me,
but you understand that machine.
You share his mind.
You're the only person who can help me get back
to where I belong.
And I will do everything in my power
to help you get home.
But you must go back to the other side
and tell them that I am not their enemy.
Whoever is behind this is a threat to us all.
I was wrong about you.
You're not the man I thought you were.
You are exactly the man I thought you would be.
Please do this for me, Peter.
Help us.
Agent Farnsworth traced the call to Murphy's cuff
back to an industrial park in the Flatiron district.
The area's been abandoned since the Amber riots of '06.
The flatiron district...
That doesn't sound like it's connected
to the D.O.D. or Secretary Bishop.
Maybe it isn't, but we should still check it out.
Liv, how much longer are we gonna keep Broyles in the dark?
- We're just following up on a lead. - No.
We're chasing the story of a suspect
who may have murdered two of our own agents...
And who, by the way, we locked in a broom closet
instead of holding, where he belongs.
What if he's right?
What if he's not?
We have to tell Broyles something.
Did you process the prisoner into holding?
He's been secured, sir.
But that's not why we're here.
I take it this is about the trace
you ran on Agent Murphy's ear cuff.
Agent Farnsworth told me.
You want to tell me what it is you're looking for?
Uh, well, it may be nothing, but until we know more...
We would like some leeway on this.
Okay. Keep me posted.
Yes, sir. Thank you.
Colonel Broyles.
They're on their way to you now.
Excellent.
We'll be waiting for them.
Who are you? Who are you?
Show me your hands. Show me your hands.
How did you-- how did you--
stop doing that. Stop doing that.
Who the hell are you? Who the hell are you?
I have come to tell you something...
Olivia.
How did you know my name?
How do you know my--
You've been shot.
I came to tell you...
I have looked at all possible futures...
And in every one,
the result is the same.
You have to die.
I'm gonna get you to a hospital.
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