His name is David Robert Jones. He's a scientist.
Previously on Fringe:
- I've never met you in my life. - But I've met you.
You created a portal. I'm the man who closed it on you.
Interesting story. Yet, I'm still in one piece.
I need you to take me to the bridge. I need to see Nina Sharp.
Olivia has Cortexiphan in her system.
I did a chemical analysis. The results are irrefutable.
- Twenty vials accounted for. - This is not Cortexiphan.
The Cortexiphan has been replaced.
I know what you're doing.
What it's like to want something back that you love.
What's happening to Olivia, I'm not doing it.
I think you are. Without meaning to. It's wrong, Peter.
The, uh, girl who came in here a couple minutes ago...
about yay tall, blonde. - I'm sorry, I didn't see her.
Broyles has agents and BPD combing the area, checking all the traffic cams.
Nina has to be behind Olivia's disappearance.
Once she's processed in at the FBI, we'll get her talking.
You said she's denying any involvement in this.
For now. Her alibi's not gonna hold. If she knows where Olivia is...
Good luck getting Nina Sharp to break down and tell us.
Point taken.
- You haven't said what you hope to find. - If Olivia's dosed with Cortexiphan...
it stands to reason she was gotten to when she was alone.
- Vulnerable. - You think she was being watched?
This Cortexiphan is the reason she's acting strangely.
- That's Walter's theory. - Right.
He thinks you're projecting your Olivia onto her.
She's assuming the memories and personality
of the Olivia from your timeline.
- Is any of this relevant right now? - It is to me. She's my partner.
And if that's true... Think about what you're doing to her.
Unintentionally or not, you're robbing her of her identity. Her life.
She is not your Olivia, Peter.
And what if she is?
You know that's impossible.
Yet you still let her continue working a case.
Knowing she was under your influence, that she wasn't herself.
I don't know you well.
I'd like to think you weren't ignoring her safety for personal reasons.
And that you're not ignoring me right now.
I'm not ignoring you.
Wireless closed-circuit.
Could have transmitted anywhere. What's that?
A back-up memory disk. I've seen surveillance cameras like that.
They continually capture and store images on a disk in a 60-minute loop.
Olivia hasn't been here all day. I doubt it's
recorded anything useful in the last hour.
I can have our techs take a look.
They're not going to find anything. But maybe Walter and I will.
Let Broyles know we're working on this. Keep working on Nina.
If this doesn't pan out, you have to do the impossible.
- What's that? - Get her talking.
They came for me in the middle of the night when I was asleep.
They grabbed me.
Before they put the bag over my head...
I saw her stepping out of the shadows behind them.
It was me, Olive. I mean, she looked exactly like me.
So it wasn't you that I saw in your office a few weeks ago?
You didn't come to my apartment to help me when I was sick?
No, I'm sorry, sweetheart. I wish I could say that it was.
I've been so worried about you.
All the time they've held me here, he still hasn't told me what he's after.
Olivia Dunham.
I waited so very long to meet you.
Actually, we've already met.
You have me at a bit of a disadvantage.
I watched you die. And I'm looking forward to seeing you do that again.
Maybe confusion's an unforeseen side effect.
I'm a bit confused myself.
She's not the first to say that to me.
A side-effect from what? What does he mean?
Well, of course, you don't know.
Though, I imagine you've been feeling the effects for some time.
Your migraines, for example.
What the hell did you do to me?
Nothing that wasn't already done to you a long time ago.
But then you were just a child.
Dr. Bishop's notes from the Cortexiphan trial were quite clear.
The subjects' abilities were triggered by sparks of intense emotions, hmm?
Let's prime that.
Every journey begins with a first step.
Jones, you leave her alone.
Always the protective mother hen.
What are you doing?
Don't.
Nina.
Damn it, Jones, stop.
Yes, I believe this will work nicely.
Have you located him?
No.
Do we know why he failed to carry out his instructions?
Why he did not erase the traces of Peter Bishop from this timeline?
That is a question only September can answer.
As well as if he is responsible for Peter Bishop's return.
September has continually intervened on behalf of this boy, despite all warnings.
He has been given every chance.
How should we proceed?
We wait. He will surface again.
And when he does, he will have to face the consequences.
Have they found her yet?
Sit down, Nina.
Phillip, tell me. Do you have any idea if she's all right?
Do you?
How can you ask me that? I raised Olivia as if she was my own daughter.
Sit down.
Phillip, you know me.
Do you honestly believe that I've been dosing Olivia with Cortexiphan?
That I could have had anything to do with her disappearance?
I want to believe you, Nina.
If you care about Olivia, as you say, then cooperate.
The more you tell, the sooner I can find her, the better it will be for you.
For God's sake, Phillip, I have already told you everything that I know.
I should be coordinating with Massive Dynamic resources...
to assist in the search, not sitting here in some damned cell.
When were you last in the Massive Dynamic deep containment facility?
- Yesterday afternoon with Agent Lee. - And before that?
I've told you already, I haven't been there for years.
Biometric logs show you accessed the storage facility twice...
within the last three months.
That's not true. The logs have been tampered with.
There are eyewitnesses who say they saw you enter the facility.
We have signed affidavits from your own security people.
Uh, a shapeshifter, it had to have been.
That's the only explanation.
If a shapeshifter was responsible, then you'd be dead.
What are you doing with Olivia?
I see where this is headed.
You've convicted me already.
I'm not saying another word without my attorney present.
Have it your way.
What exactly are you hoping to find on this chip...
that you haven't viewed already?
The camera records over itself every 60 minutes...
burying old images under new, so I hope this...
gives us a chance to reproduce the old images.
A very slim chance.
Thanks for the encouragement, Walter.
Should've never let her out of the lab.
- You shouldn't have. - What?
I warned you not to succumb to temptation, Peter.
Whatever consciousness Olivia appears...
to be manifesting now, she's not who you think she is.
- You don't know that. - What I do know...
is that if I had kept her here as I should have...
she wouldn't have been taken.
And we wouldn't be fishing in the dark.
Hinging all our hopes on pulling a palimpsest out of that chip.
What matters is finding Olivia. Everything else will work itself out.
Sorry, but what is a palimpsest?
Manuscript page from a scroll or book...
from which the text has been scraped off...
which means it can be used again.
Like when you re-record over an old VHS or cassette.
Precisely. And what was underneath bleeds through...
Hold on.
I'm getting something.
- Need to increase the magnetic contrast. - Increase the magnetic contrast.
Thank you.
Olivia. Great. Now what?
Now we dig deeper. See if we can find out who did this to her.
Let's go.
- Uh, where are you taking me? - Please, Miss Sharp...
don't make this harder than it has to be.
If it's me you want, you've got me, you win, but you can leave Nina alone, please.
Oh, I couldn't possibly do that.
Every horse needs a carrot.
Every mouse, a piece of cheese.
Incentive, Agent Dunham.
All creatures need an incentive to perform tasks.
Give you a little better view, shall we?
Oh, my God.
I'm going to take you through a series of tests.
This first one may take some time.
- I want you... - I know what you want me to do.
You want me to turn the lights on with my mind.
We did something like this before.
You were trying to activate my ability to cross universes.
And since you seem capable of doing that yourself...
Whatever you know, whatever you think you know of your abilities...
I assure you, your potential is...
far greater.
Olivia! Listen to me!
Don't do what he says. Please, whatever happens...
don't let them...
Alrighty then, let's begin, shall we?
Now if, as you seem to believe, you've done this before...
then turning the lights on should not be any problem, should it?
Perhaps this will help you get started.
Oh, you son of a bitch. Leave her alone.
Don't waste all that emotion on me, Miss Dunham.
Turn on the light.
I... I can't.
Damn you. Can you just leave her alone?
Gladly. You know what you have to do. Just one light.
Then we won't have to hurt her anymore.
I can't.
Please stop. I just can't right now. I'm tired and I just need rest.
Very well.
I'll give you your rest.
We'll try this again in an hour.
- Wait. Stop. - What?
- What do you see? - I don't see anything.
I have to pee. I don't wanna miss anything.
I've had the same issue for the past 10 minutes.
Great. You won't have to wait too much longer.
We can't dig any deeper, because...
Hold on a second.
If I decrease the chrome and the saturation...
That looks like a person.
Hello.
Can facial rec can tell us who this guy is?
Send a capture of the image, I'll forward it to FBI.
They can cross reference with Interpol's database.
Clearly, he works for that harridan Nina.
It's who Nina's working for that worries me.
Been wracking my brain, trying to figure out why Nina would be dosing Olivia.
It occurred to me.
The only person who's done anything like that, at least in my timeline...
was David Robert Jones.
- He might be trying to do it again. - Do what?
- Activate Olivia. - For what purpose?
We could never figure it out, but maybe it's for the same reasons now.
Yes. His goal is the same.
You, talk to me.
What do you know about David Robert Jones?
What do you know about Olivia?
She needs you.
- Oh, my God, he's been shot. - Check his breathing, dear.
There's no exit wound. Bullet's still in him.
- Breathing's shallow. - Pulse is weak.
No breath sounds from his left side. Lung must have collapsed.
If he has lungs.
I have no idea if this man's physiology is similar to ours.
It is. That's what you said in my timeline.
Oh.
I suppose I've no reason to doubt myself.
Walter, should I call the paramedics?
They'll take him to a hospital. He'll have a better chance with me.
We need to get this bullet and reinflate the lung.
My medical kit. Quickly dear. Peter, put pressure here.
Walter, he's an Observer.
They only show up at significant events. It must be important.
- Who could've shot him and why? - I don't know. But he's here.
He must have something to tell us.
He said, "She needs you." He was talking about Olivia.
- Here, here, here. - Bishop.
It's Lincoln. We got the image. Running it through facial recognition.
How long till we get an ID?
Not sure. Never tried with an image this weak. Could take time.
What do you think the chances are Nina starts talking?
I wouldn't count on it. She's got her lawyer in with her now.
Short of the Sixth Amendment being
repealed, I don't see her cooperating soon.
I am so sorry that you have to go through this.
It's not your fault, Olive. I mean, none of this is your fault.
Listen to me.
I know Jones. I know what he's capable of.
William fired him because he was unhinged.
You cannot give in.
If I don't, he's going to keep torturing you, and I can't have that, I won't.
Okay. Nina? Nina.
- You have to help activate me. - Olive, I...
All right. Cortexiphan is based on emotions.
For me, it was fear. Not for myself, but the people I loved.
Now Jones is using that, hoping that it will access my abilities.
- But something's happened. - What do you mean?
Because of the Cortexiphan...
I can't remember certain aspects of our relationship.
I can't remember things about us...
and without that connection, I can't do what he wants.
It just... It won't work.
I don't understand.
You don't remember our life together?
No, I mean, I remember, but...
I just... I just need for you to help me feel it.
Just... Just help me remember the details...
what we meant to each other.
Maybe if you could... If you could just tell me a story?
Like maybe the first day that Rachel and I came to live with you?
Uh, oh, well, um...
Hmm, a social worker brought you and your sister up from Jacksonville on the train.
Uh, I met you at Penn Station.
You really don't remember?
I remember the train, I think, but...
Just keep going.
I brought you girls home, to our old house in the Catskills.
And I couldn't sleep that night.
And so you came up to my room...
and you sat with me, but I can't remember what we talked about.
Okay, l... You were scared.
After what you'd been through, coming to a new home with a woman you hardly knew.
I kept calling you Miss Sharp.
Yes, you did, that's true.
And I told you that you didn't need to worry.
That we were a family now.
And that whatever happened, we had each other. And we'd be okay.
And I kissed you on the forehead, I kissed you good night...
and you called me Nina.
That was the first time you'd ever done that.
I can only remember pieces...
fragments.
It's like looking at a photo album of somebody else's life.
This isn't going to work.
I don't want them to keep hurting you, but...
the only person that this has ever worked with is Peter.
Peter Bishop?
The Cortexiphan, my abilities, it's only ever worked when I've been around him.
- Nina? Nina, are you okay? - Aah. Unh.
I... l... I don't know. Unh.
Hey! We need somebody in here now!
Stand back.
What is it?
She, uh... She needs medical attention now.
You can tell your boss that if she dies, then his leverage dies.
Bring the gurney.
- Come on. - Olive...
Olive.
- Well? - I know why it's not working.
She needs Peter Bishop. Apparently, she can't be activated unless he's present.
Somehow I knew he'd be trouble.
Agent Dunham had asked me not to share this...
but under the circumstances...
That man paid a visit to Olivia several weeks ago.
- What? - At that Brooklyn opera house...
while the two of you were on the Other Side.
- What did he want? - Apparently, to warn her.
He said he'd seen all possible futures and in every one...
Olivia was gonna die.
- Peter. - Yeah.
You said this man exists out of time.
What if, at the opera house weeks ago...
he was referring to events that are happening now?
If he was trying to warn her about this abduction...
do you think he knows where she is?
I suppose.
Dr. Bishop, do you have any expectation...
when this man will wake up?
I've treated him as best I can.
But he's gone into septic shock.
His vital organs are shutting down, one by one.
I'm afraid there's nothing anyone can do for him now.
That was HQ. Found a match on the man in Olivia's apartment.
His name is Leland Spivey.
His last address was an apartment in Deerfield.
I'll deploy a SWAT unit to his place.
Uh, you won't find him. Leland Spivey died in a car accident three years ago.
How was he in Agent Dunham's apartment weeks ago?
I don't know. Maybe, uh...
Maybe if Jones can cross to the Other Side, he's bringing people back with him?
You think the guy on the tape is Spivey's doppelganger?
It doesn't matter. It's a dead end.
The only way to find Olivia is through him.
- You heard Dr. Bishop. He's dying. - But he's not dead.
He still has brain function.
- Peter, you're not suggesting...? - Why not?
- Suggesting what? - He wants to go into the Observer's mind.
Is that possible?
You know the only way I'm gonna find Olivia...
is if you put me into his consciousness.
Peter, this man's brain could operate in ways we can't even imagine.
And if he dies when you're in his mind, you could well die too.
Can you do it?
Yes.
Good. Then let's get started. We don't have much time.
Okay, Peter. Here we go.
The beginning of all things.
We have been privileged to witness it.
As I am to witness my end.
You know that you're dying.
Yes.
- I was shot. - By who?
That is not the relevant question.
Yes. Olivia.
You said she needs my help.
Does that mean you know where she is?
That too is not relevant.
Not yet.
I am sorry but I do not have long...
and there is much I need you to understand before I go.
Who...
or what are you?
I am called September.
But that is a code designation given to members of our scientific team.
Scientists.
From where?
A more apt question would be:
"From when?"
We are you.
Were.
Human.
Many generations after your lifetime.
We are one of countless possible futures for humanity.
Our technology has uniquely afforded us the ability to travel...
within and outside of time so that we may observe our beginnings.
But you've done a lot more than observe.
Yes.
It was my attempt to rectify the mistake I made.
What mistake?
Is that?
Your real father.
Developing the cure that would have saved your life.
Excuse me, what are you doing in here?
Forgive me, Dr. Bishop.
I did not mean to disturb you.
I am...
- an admirer. - Your father found the cure.
Visitors must be cleared through security.
But in my desire to witness the moment...
I inadvertently distracted him from discovering it.
I know all that.
Walter told me.
- But what were you doing there? - I'm sorry for disturbing you.
It was important.
You are important.
It was why I could not allow you to drown at the bottom of Reiden Lake.
Why it was necessary to allow the other Dr. Bishop to cure you instead.
But despite my efforts to set things right...
these actions only culminated in further corruption of the timeline.
The war between the two universes drastically altered destinies...
and brought about a child that was not meant to be.
What child?
Your son.
Henry.
My what?
He was born to the wrong Olivia Dunham...
due to a series of circumstances that never should have happened.
This event would have irrevocably altered everything that was to come.
Henry.
I have a son.
Had.
When you made the sacrifice to step into that machine...
you were not the only one who ceased to exist.
So would he.
I believed at the time that would be the end of it.
I cannot explain...
but it is clear that I was wrong.
You have managed to return in physical form.
I suspect...
this will provide an opportunity...
for you to put things right.
She is the one.
The Olivia Dunham from whom your shared future was meant to spring.
This must be.
And everything will be as it was intended.
You must find a way.
- They are coming. - Who?
You need to go.
What's happening?
There is no time. I am going to need you to do something for me.
I'm not doing anything till you tell me where to find Olivia. Unh!
For that, you only have to go home.
I know I have to go home, I know I have to get back to my timeline.
I'm talking about this Olivia, in this timeline. She's in danger.
Go home.
- Walter, what's happening? - I don't know.
His heart rate is suddenly spiking.
Peter, did you make contact? Was he able to tell you where Olivia is?
No.
Give me 30 milligrams of propiophenone...
Walter!
Somebody wanna tell me what the hell just happened?
I don't understand how this table just knocked itself over.
A dying man vanishes in front of our eyes, and you're wondering about the table?
Among other things.
He just stopped suddenly and he said, "They're coming."
Then I got yanked out.
Well, I didn't do any yanking.
It must have been them.
The them who were coming.
You're certain he had nothing else to offer?
Mm-mm. He just kept on saying...
how I needed to get back to my timeline and my Olivia.
Your Olivia and our Olivia?
I thought they were one and the same to you.
Then we're right back where we started.
With Nina Sharp being our only real lead.
I think she's been on ice long enough. Let's see if she's ready to deal.
You tried, Peter.
It was a valiant effort, nonetheless.
You're very lucky to have made it out.
I can't imagine what would have happened if this Observer...
had disappeared with your consciousness still inside his brain.
He existed outside of time.
He could have helped me to find Olivia.
He kept on saying that I needed to get home.
What if he was being literal this time?
Not home to my timeline, just to my house.
Do you think that she's waiting for you at your house? After she's been kidnapped?
I suppose it makes as much sense as anything else that's gone on here.
- But it doesn't make any sense. - My point exactly.
I know that sounds crazy, but I gotta at least check it out.
Maybe there's a clue that could point me to
Olivia. I'll call you if I find anything.
Olivia?
You here?
Where is she?
I said, where is she?
Hello?
Peter.
Peter!
Olivia.
- Are you okay? Did they hurt you? - No, no, I'm fine, I'm fine.
Nice of you to join us, Mr. Bishop.
By now, you must have realized that your every word was being monitored.
If I overheard you correctly...
you believe this man will be helpful in evoking an emotional response.
So let's give it a try, shall we?
Unless, of course, I was mistaken.
I find your silence encouraging.
- Don't do it, Olivia. - I'm afraid you must...
or Leland here will start slicing off pieces of your friend.
Excellent, Agent Dunham. I knew you had it in you.
Impressive.
What are you doing, Olivia?
I'm doing what you wanted.
I'm turning on the lights.
You couldn't. No, Olivia, don't.
- You're not Nina. - What are you talking about?
My high school graduation.
You told me now I was an adult, I was no longer to call you Miss Sharp.
That was the first time I called you Nina.
Get her out.
- Peter? - Olivia.
How did you do that?
How did you know how to concentrate your power?
Well, I, uh... I didn't. I just knew that when
I was a little girl I did something similar.
And if they brought you to me, it might give me what I needed to do it again.
Okay, come on.
We best be on our way.
Be a good fellow and keep them occupied, will you?
Olivia.
I got you. You're gonna be okay. I'm here.
On your feet, both of you.
She's having a seizure.
I said get up.
Hey.
Let's go.
Please be so kind as to step aside.
Ladies first.
Jones. Don't move.
That was quite a display you put on in there, Miss Dunham.
Your love for this man must be something quite profound.
Jones, you can step away from the portal.
Goodbye for now, Agent Dunham.
It would seem there are some fringe benefits...
to having one's body reassembled on an atomic level.
Peter, l... Did you see that?
I got you. I got you.
- Let's get you out of here, okay? - Okay.
Yeah, yeah. Plainfield Memorial.
But, Lincoln, make sure you tell the EMTs that she's gonna need diazepam.
All right. Thanks.
First responders are on their way. You're gonna be fine.
No, it's okay. I'm feeling better now.
I guess all the energy that I expended did a number on my nervous system.
Maybe.
Or maybe it was me.
It's by being close to you, like Walter said.
Walter isn't always right.
And neither am I.
At the gas station, just before you got taken...
you were ready to come home with me.
And I was ready to think that that was okay.
But it wasn't.
It was a mistake.
One that I promised myself I'd never make again.
- This isn't the same as what happened. - I saw her.
I saw my Olivia, the one that I am supposed to be with.
The only one that I'm supposed to be with.
Peter, I don't understand what's happening to me anymore than you do.
But that doesn't change what I do know.
What you know, that if you look at me, if you... If you look...
If you look into my eyes you can see that I am her.
No. No.
You have her memories. You have my memories of her.
You're a projection or I don't know what. When I looked into your eyes...
what I saw was what I wanted to see.
I know she's out there.
My Olivia, in my timeline, waiting for me.
And I let myself forget that, so I'm sorry, Olivia.
I'll be sure that Walter can fix you up somehow...
and give you back your life. Right now I think it's better if I stay away.
Peter, I'm in love with you and I can't just turn that off now.
I don't wanna lose you.
Where are you going?
Home.
I have to go home.