NARRATOR: Previously on Fringe:
WALTER: There is an alternate universe. And in it, another version of us.
- Put your hands up. - Do you know what she is?
OLIVIA: A shapeshifter. - She was once just a human being.
- You must be very proud. - Oh, I am.
Of all of them. Forty-seven so far.
That tracker we had on Jones. How'd he pinpoint our wavelength that quickly?
Think someone from our team told him?
You have a better idea?
Don't know if she said, but when we first met, I'd lost my partner, Robert.
He and his wife had this incredible relationship.
The way she looked at him. Olivia looks at you the same.
I hadn't realized how much I longed for family.
Yeah. They're great.
It's perfect.
[ROCK MUSIC PLAYING INDISTINCTLY ON RADIO]
[GENE MOOING]
LINCOLN: What's going on? - Shh, shh.
PETER: It's grazing day.
Grazing day?
Walter thinks that she's depressed.
Technically it's seasonal affective disorder.
Bovines aren't meant to spend extended periods inside.
They need lots of vitamin D. Sunshine.
We're taking a trip out to Warwick. Her favorite pasture.
I see.
I almost forgot. I, uh... I found this in my apartment. I think it might be yours.
It has a name engraved on the back.
Robert Danzig? He was your partner, wasn't he?
Yeah. It was his.
How did I wind up with it?
Actually, I gave it to you...
...when you came to see me at the hospital.
It was a thank you for saving my life.
You don't remember me telling you what this symbolizes?
It's Native American.
The maze represents the journey of life. The obstacles.
Making the right choices until we find ourselves in the center.
What's in the center?
Home.
A place to belong.
He joked that if I kept living like that one day, I would...
...float off into space.
So he gave me this as a reminder that...
...I always had a home.
With him.
With his family.
This, he said, was my tether.
Olivia, the sedative. Gene's getting anxious.
Excuse me.
- Here. Let me give you a hand with those. - Thank you.
- Let me guess. Gene's picnic lunch? - Ha.
Yeah, I wish.
Apparently, the Other Side is requesting a detailed debrief...
...of our recent run-ins with David Robert Jones.
And given the gaps in Agent Dunham's memory...
...Broyles thinks it's best if somebody else goes. Lucky me.
You sound less than enthused.
I was supposed to take my dad to Castle Island today. I promised him.
Breaking promises.
- One of the many perks of the job. - Yeah, sadly.
What if I went for you?
Not to diminish Agent Farnsworth's assignment, liaison duty's a formality.
Part of our cooperation agreement...
I disagree. Coordinating with the Other Side could yield leads on Jones.
- We have nothing to go on. - You're more valuable on this side.
I appreciate the sentiment, but nothing's going on today.
Unless you count grazing day.
Grazing day?
Look, Agent Dunham and the others are busy.
Agent Farnsworth already has family obligations.
I don't have anywhere to be.
Frankly, I think I could use the time away.
[FENCE RATTLES]
- Ugh. MAN: Hi.
[GASPS]
Please. What... What do you want?
[GRUNTING]
That was a mistake.
I'm sorry.
[GASPS]
[MAN YELLING]
COMPUTER: Initiating scan.
Scan complete.
AGENT: Agent Lee, please come this way.
You can set up in here. I'll let Captain Lee and Agent Dunham know you've arrived.
- Agent Lee. - Agent Dunham.
- Nice to see you. - Would've been nicer if you'd brought me...
...a caffe latte instead of that pile of paperwork.
- Heh. Uh, maybe next time. - A change of plans.
- You're gonna brief on the way. - On the way where?
So Jones is responsible for dosing Agent Dunham with Cortexiphan.
For what purpose?
Peter believes he was trying to activate a latent ability.
Are we talking heat vision or communicating with fish?
Heh. Your guess is as good as mine.
- Did it work? - Yes.
And no. Uh...
There were some unforeseen side effects.
Long story.
That's why they sent you instead of her? Or did you just draw the short straw?
What's that?
The Department of Containment's reopening this part of the city.
WOMAN: Zone 13-A...
... more commonly referred to as Parkside, was closed on November 12th, 2004...
... due to severe toxic air conditions.
There is one live media alert on this subject. Would you like to play it?
Go on, don't be shy.
[OLIVIA CHUCKLES]
- Uh, yes. - Ha, ha.
This is a turning point in our history.
In the last week alone, 11 previously uninhabitable zones...
... have been re- opened.
Our cities are healing.
Our world is being restored. But the process will take time.
So as we celebrate this recovery...
... let us never forget those we've lost.
Thank you, everyone.
Things are getting better because of the bridge?
It stabilized the spatial rifts in the ambered areas.
Don't know how it works, don't care.
- I'm just happy. - Hmm.
Wanna settle a bet?
Sure. If I can.
What's your middle name?
Tyrone.
- Seriously? - It was my great grandfather's name.
Huh.
Why?
What's up, Tyrone?
How the hell did you?
- Hey. - Hey.
- Why would you tell her that? - You don't like Tyrone?
- I think it's a strong middle name. OLIVIA: He's been my partner for six years...
...yet he wouldn't tell me his middle name. - My bad.
- Ha. Okay, so what's the skinny? - Got the body of an unidentified assailant.
A Paige Randall placed an emergency call last night...
...after she was assaulted.
She reports that during the attack, someone saved her.
Think it has to do with those vigilante cases...
...P.D.'s been working? - Exactly.
Local police received a dozen similar reports in the last few months.
Criminals going missing, junkies mysteriously vanishing.
Victims calling in, claiming assailants were attacked mid-crime.
Maybe Batman's moved to The Bronx.
- What's a Batman? - The Caped Crusader. The Dark Knight.
Billionaire puts on a cape to clean up Gotham?
- Oh, you mean Mantis. - Seriously? Your superhero's an insect?
What, because nothing says badass like a flying rat?
I don't think Mantis or Batman could've done this.
- Were all the other bodies like this? - No other bodies.
- First one we've found. - Assuming this is our guy...
...makes you wonder why he left this body behind.
What's changed?
MAN 1: Seven parts per million. Nominal readings. So far so good.
How about a souvenir? Remember this match?
That was the most brutal 14 rounds I've ever seen.
MAN 2: Thanks. I'd rather forget it. I lost two Fillmores on that fight.
Four parts per million. Think we're all clear here.
[GRUNTS]
Good, I'll call it in to Dispatch.
Hey. Just a sec. I'm reading high amounts of tissue organics.
Must be a false positive.
MAN 2: I don't think so. Pat Wilkinson got the same reading yesterday.
According to this, it's coming from inside the church.
[GRUNTS]
MAN 1: Someone's been in here.
MAN 2: This zone's been uninhabitable for eight years.
Hello? Anyone here?
What is that?
My God.
Hey. I'm sorry about the timing.
This is gonna tie us up for a while, so debrief's gonna wait.
Yeah, of course. I get it.
Uh, hey, Reynolds?
Agent Lee's gonna need a ride back to the DOD and also...
...an escort to the bridge. - Uh...
- Wait, what? - I assumed, under the circumstances...
...you'd want to return to your side.
Oh, no. That's okay. I don't have to go.
I mean, it's no problem for me.
I'd like to be of assistance...
...if I can.
Sure.
REYNOLDS: Excuse me, Agent Lee.
I just wanted to tell you, uh...
...well...
...thanks.
Um...
You're welcome.
What was that about? Does he think I'm him?
Ha, ha, no. He knows who you are.
He was thanking you because our world, in part, is healing...
...because we're working together.
Your team may toil in secret over there, but over here, you're heroes.
WOMAN: Afternoon.
What's your name?
Canaan. My name's Canaan.
Nice to meet you. I'm Helen.
Haven't seen you around here before.
Do you have a place to stay?
I did. I just...
- It's gone now. - I'm sorry to hear that.
Can I carry this for you?
Sure. Thanks.
We'll find you a place to sleep tonight.
It's too cold to be out on the street.
Father Luis has got availability.
I'll check in with him. You go ahead and dig in.
- Thank you. - Be right back.
MAN: Hey. Mister.
You got something on your neck.
HELEN: Canaan?
LINCOLN: I count 18 bodies and 19 heads.
Months ago, I'd have a much harder time stomaching this.
- Took me a while too. - Not Liv, though.
Things like this never faze her.
She's the tough one.
All our years working together, never once ever seen her barf or shed a tear.
Hey, Lincoln.
Mine.
LINCOLN: What do you got, Red?
Someone or something was living here.
Whatever it was, it must've realized that its lair...
...was about to be compromised with this zone reopening.
Which is why it left its last victim behind last night.
LINCOLN: I found this on that body over there.
OLIVIA: Nice work. We can run this through facial rec.
Maybe ID the victim.
Do you people have any way to determine time of death?
I mean, with remains in this condition?
Uh, provided there are certain active enzymes or lactic acid still in the tissue. Sure. Why?
What are you thinking?
I'd like to see all the surveillance feeds from areas around this zone.
ASTRID: Why are we doing this exactly?
Finding surveillance of the victim after she disappeared...
...has a probability rate of, at best, one in 86.7 thousand.
Humor me.
- So to speak. - Time of death on our headless corpse.
- You wanna tell me why you needed it? LINCOLN: Not worth mentioning just yet.
I'll let you know if it pans out.
Maybe you'll also tell me why you don't wanna go back home.
[CHUCKLES]
What are you talking about?
Olivia tried to arrange for your return trip to the Other Side...
...but you weren't having any.
There a problem?
No problem. Just...
- They can handle things fine. - That's the difference between us.
My world wouldn't survive without me.
Yeah, I noticed that about you. Your unwavering confidence.
Thanks.
Bordering on self-aggrandizing narcissism.
Don't get me wrong. I could use some of that myself.
We're not much alike, you and me.
Not that I can see.
Where'd you grow up?
- Why? - I'm looking for where our paths diverged.
- Teaneck, New Jersey. - Me too.
- Till mom died and dad moved us... - To Philadelphia.
- He started a business there... - Lee's Hardware.
Huh.
How about that?
- Hamilton High? - Yep.
Tenth grade science teacher.
Mr. Glasberg. Graduating GPA?
Three-point-eight-five.
- I slacked off my senior year... - To work at my Dad's store.
- Prom date? - Aha, I didn't go to prom.
- I'd just broken up with... - Alicia Dvoskin.
Is this normal? Sharing so much history?
Captain Lee? Agent Lee?
System is registering an 82 percent face-rec to the photo in the locket.
LINCOLN: What are those growths on her face? - I don't know.
But you approximated her time of death between 1 and 3 a.m. Five days ago.
Yeah?
Check the timecode.
That footage was taken more than two days later.
That's impossible.
She can't be walking around after she died. I ran the tests twice, doesn't make sense.
It does. I needed something like this to confirm it.
Confirm what?
A shapeshifter?
- You think our vigilante is a shapeshifter? - Yes, sir.
Do you two concur?
We have surveillance of the victim more than two days after death.
Granted. But I'm still not convinced, with apologies to Captain Lee...
...that an error wasn't somehow made.
I don't see anything that correlates with what we know about shapeshifters.
Right. Not the versions you've encountered, Agent Broyles...
- Colonel. - Sorry. Colonel Broyles.
Since my partner was killed by one of these...
...l've become an expert on shapeshifters.
I've studied each and every file, every detail my team had on the subject.
The earlier bio-synthetic versions required a three-pronged device...
...to acquire the victim's appearance. It needed to be jammed onto their palate...
...leaving a three-pronged indentation in the roof of the mouth.
Which is what we found inside Bree Collins at the church.
And the other bodies? Did they have the same markings?
Nothing conclusive.
I've read these files too, Agent Lee.
The unique state in which we found those bodies...
...bears no resemblance to corpses left by early shapeshifter prototypes.
How do you explain that?
- I can't. - And further...
...how would you reconcile this version's MO with Jones' agenda?
Why would Jones be targeting criminals?
I'm sorry, but I suspect, in your desire to avenge your partner, you may be...
...unconsciously perverting evidence to fit the profile.
- Colonel, I don't think... - We appreciate the assistance you've given...
...but as you were here for sharing intel...
...it may be in the interests of both our agencies if you returned home.
As for you two...
...alert me when you have something more concrete.
Well, that went well.
[KIDS CHATTERING]
MAN: Hey, Joe, you gonna run?
JOE: Yeah, give me a second.
CANAAN: You know, you're really good. - Thanks.
BOY: Andrew! Come on! MAN 1: All right!
Dawes, you jackass.
I told you not to take so much.
It's all we got 'til morning.
Shut up, Mikey.
I gotta take a leak.
[GRUNTING]
[GAGGING]
ASTRID: Colonel Broyles.
P.D.'s reporting an eyewitness account that may be related to our vigilante.
- How long ago? - Six minutes.
- Where? ASTRID: Precinct 17.
Northwest quadrant. Pelham district.
Have P.D. Lock down the perimeter. Five block radius.
- Do we have an ID on the victim? - Affirmative.
Victim's name is Antonio Dawes.
His record includes possession...
...and distribution of narcotics, auto theft, burglary.
- Fits our profile. - Contact local P.D.
- Tell them to look out for suspicious activity. - Excuse me, Colonel.
- Thought you were on your way home. LINCOLN: Circulate Dawes' mugshot.
If we're dealing with a shapeshifter, that's what he'll look like.
What have we got to lose?
Agent Farnsworth, upload the photo onto the city-wide database.
I'll scan traffic cams in the area too.
Good. Captain Lee, assemble a Tac team. Keep me apprised of the situation.
Yes, sir. Always do.
Come on. You're with me.
We want him alive. If you want Jones...
I'm getting Jones. But I'm not gonna let this thing kill again.
- Dunham. - We have a sighting of a man...
...matching Dawes' photo moving up Copenhagen towards 146th Street.
Captain Lee is setting up a perimeter now.
Copy that. We're on our way.
LINCOLN: Our objective is to surround the subject and bring him in alive.
We'll split into three teams.
You two go with Agent Dunham, you'll take the high ground.
You three, the south entrance of the alley. If he makes a break for it, cut him off.
The rest of you are with me. We're going in from the north.
AGENT: Yes sir. Let's go. Move.
ASTRID: Tactical teams, be advised.
We've lost visual on the suspect. Projected trajectory is south of last position.
- Lincoln, you copy that? - Copy.
- That could put him in your vicinity. - Got it.
LINCOLN: Broyles shouldn't have come down on you like that.
If it wasn't for you and your shapeshifter bent, we wouldn't be onto this one.
What I'm saying is, you're a good agent.
Good as you?
Let's not get crazy. I've been doing this a lot longer than you.
Which leads me back to "why"?
Our lives seemed pretty parallel but along the line we became very different people.
Maybe it's free will. I don't buy that we're all defined by our circumstances.
Maybe I made a choice to become the man I wanted to be.
Girls, you might wanna get off the line. Some of us are trying to work here.
LINCOLN: Sorry, Mother.
Got him. Southwest of our position.
- Astrid? - Searching.
Visual confirmed. Suspect is 50 meters from Agent Lee.
He's made us. He's on the move.
Suspect has entered the southwest building.
Agent Lee is in pursuit.
[GRUNTING]
Drop the weapon, now!
Don't shoot!
OLIVIA: Drop it.
Suspect is being secured on site.
Excellent work. Relay my congratulations to Captain Lee and his team.
Yes, sir.
We have him in custody.
148th Street Warehouse, west of Amsterdam. They'll be moving him at the rear.
Thank you, Colonel. We'll take it from here.
Broyles dispatched a secure transport. We're moving in ten.
I want five minutes. Just to talk to him.
What for?
Jones created the shapeshifter that killed my partner.
If this thing has information that could lead us to him, I wanna know.
I'm under orders. You can talk to him once he's been processed.
He'll go so high up the food chain, I'll never get to him.
You know that as well as I do.
If it were your partner you'd do the same.
Five minutes.
Could you give us a moment?
You had the chance to kill me back there and you didn't. Why?
Who are you?
Who were you?
You were human once, right?
Do you always keep mementos from the lives of people you become?
It's mine.
- This is your son. - I wish he was.
He was once someone in my life.
It's her boy.
And Jones? He took you from them when he did this to you.
No.
He came later.
She left me on her own. Took Daniel with her.
They just went on living their lives. As though I were never there.
As if I meant nothing to them.
I've never really been, uh...
They're these people you come across.
These bright, bright lights.
They drift through life. Effortlessly.
Unforgettable.
I'm not one of them.
I wanted to be needed.
Or at least, to be missed.
Do you understand?
I do.
For that I needed to be more than I am. Something unique.
Dr. Jones understood that.
He promised to make me like no one else.
I was to be the first of a new breed of human beings.
- But I was a disappointment. - You didn't turn out the way he'd planned.
You've been targeting criminals.
Sparing innocent lives.
Stealing their DNA.
That's what's keeping you alive, isn't it?
David Robert Jones is not someone worth protecting.
You were disposable to him.
- As disposable as you were to Daniel. - You don't know that.
He promised he would come for me.
To fix me.
OLIVIA: I'm sorry.
[OFFICERS SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
[GUNSHOT]
OFFICER 1: Shots fired! Take cover!
- You have a 20 on the shooter? OFFICER 2: Negative. Hold your fire.
The shooter, where is he?
OFFICER 1: Down. Down. There. Check the windows.
[GUNSHOT THEN GLASS SHATTERS]
He's on the roof. Cover me.
OFFICER 1: Delta Team, watch your 5!
Bravo, I got no shot, no shot here.
OFFICER 2: Stay calm. Tac 2!
Suspect down.
Everyone okay?
Officer down! Officer down!
- Who knew? - What?
Who else knew we were transporting him? We gotta find out.
Hey, Linc. Medevac's on the way. You're gonna be fine. Okay?
Liv, I've been blown up before. This is nothing.
That was a hell of a shot. Guess you haven't lost your touch.
Hey. This was meant for you. Do you understand that?
Jones. The man that you are protecting just tried to have you killed.
It's time to wake up. He's never gonna welcome you back into the fold.
But he has to.
- I don't know what to do. - Yes you do.
You can keep waiting for someone to define you, to give you your place in the world...
...or you can decide that you're not somebody's broken puppet any more.
Choose.
AGENT: Welcome back, sir.
- I trust you have good news for me? - I do.
That'll be all.
It's done. We've tied up our loose end.
Nice job. Was there any resistance?
The redhead almost took my head off with a nearly impossible shot.
That girl always amazes me. She and the one from the Other Side.
He'll be pleased we've taken care of the problem. Now we just need him to...
[ALARM WAILING]
Someone's overriding the security system.
There's been a breach.
Canaan.
Where is she?
[HELICOPTER WHIRRING]
Understood.
Let me know the moment she's in the building.
ASTRID: Agent Broyles, I have something to report.
I already heard. We have Nina Sharp in custody.
There something else?
LINCOLN: You're not going to believe this. - What is it?
- Blueprints, passports, aliases. - Hell of a window into Jones' operation.
It's more than that. Check this out.
It's a tracking board.
We knew every shapeshifter...
...was outfitted with a tracking module. - Mm-hm.
I think this is some kind of central hub.
You're saying that you think every dot represents a shapeshifter?
If we can hack this mainframe we'll have the identity of every agent in Jones' network.
Can I have a word, Agent Dunham?
- What's going on? - Captain Lee.
He didn't make it.
COMPUTER: Initiate scan.
Scan complete.
I'd heard rumors of another world. I wasn't sure it really existed.
It does.
What are we doing here?
Making good on my offer.
There's a man here who can help you.
- Agent Lee. - Canaan, this is Peter and Walter Bishop.
It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm really looking forward to studying...
Helping you.
I think you'll like it there.
You don't have to wait for someone to give you a home...
...or live on the outside any more.
Here.
To keep you from floating away.
Thank you. For everything.
LINCOLN: Hello?
Hey.
I thought that you would be long gone by now.
You know what, I wasn't thinking.
My face is the last thing you wanna see now, I should...
Lincoln.
It's fine.
What's up?
We collected a lot of intel on Jones, but there's more work to be done.
I thought I'd stick around for a while.
Figured you'd need some help.
Thanks.
That'd be nice.
[English - US - SDH]