Previously on Fringe...
They've done experiments on me.
Agent Dunham escaped from Liberty Island.
Olivia is in trouble. I'm not sitting here.
Hey, Liv! Thank God we found you.
I'm not who you think I am.
Mom?
I'm not your daughter.
My mother died when I was fourteen years old.
You are, you're just confused!
This was going to be my way home.
- This is your home. - I've never been here before!
If you've never been here, how did you know to come here?
Why convince her she's our Olivia Dunham?
You'll know soon enough.
Ah! Ugh!
Oh, my gosh!
- You all right? - You all right?
3x03 - The Plateau -
Welcome back, Agent Dunham.
You do remember me, right?
Yeah.
You're that tightwad that owes me $70.
Damn it!
I was... I was hoping you'd forget about that.
It's good to see you.
You too.
No worse for the wear...
You look like you got some rest.
A continuous I.V. drip
and government-issue antipsychotics,
- it's like instant R&R. - It sounds like fun.
Maybe I should, uh, dive off the deep end.
Hey, you think anyone would notice a difference?
You know what I realized this minute?
That I didn't miss you at all,
not even an itty, little bit.
Come on, you were lost without me.
- Admit it. - Yeah, yeah.
How does she seem?
She's internalized her traits, her memories, her knowledge.
When tested, she consistently responds
as our Agent Dunham would under similar circumstances.
And what about our Agent Dunham?
Has she made contact?
She is on the other side...
focused on the task at hand.
Permission to speak, Mr. Secretary.
Go ahead.
Putting an impostor on my team is too big a risk.
Now, you can run all the tests you want,
but you don't know how this Olivia will respond in the field.
We have no other choice.
She needs to be completely immersed in Agent Dunham's life.
Over time, she will reach a plateau,
- and her new identity will become fixed. - Well, how much time?
Because I'm not willing to lose one of my legitimate agents.
You don't know what we have to gain.
Which is what, exactly?
Sit down.
She can move between worlds.
We have discovered some ways to cross over.
But each comes with their own dangerous consequences.
But she...
She can cross without harm.
The Science Division is working up a series of experiments.
We need her to submit willingly,
which she'll only do if she believes that she belongs here.
Phillip...
If we can learn what she already knows...
We can begin to defend ourselves.
And what if her new identity doesn't hold?
Then she'll no longer be necessary.
- Keep me apprised. - Yes, sir.
Yesterday a Liberty Metro bus ran a red light, killing a person.
This morning same thing happened again.
Two mornings in a row, two buses kill two people.
Now, lookers ran the probabilities,
and it's a statistical anomaly.
What happened at yesterday's crash?
Police considered it a routine accident,
so we have no more information.
- You mind taking over? - Sure.
Okay...
The first victim's name is Cole Arnett,
43 years old.
He was on his way to his job.
He is a hospital case worker.
Must've been his unlucky day.
All right, we're coming in.
Oxygen, people.
Air quality normal, no oxygen needed.
Okay, listen up.
Agent Lee will be meeting us on the site.
He'll be calling the shots.
Agent Francis.
Watch the time, Agent Lee.
I need you back in that chamber in eight hours,
or your burns will regress.
- You can kiss all that healing good-bye. - Easy come, easy go.
- Oh, you think you're amusing. - I am amusing!
- God, I miss this. - I bet.
Did, uh, Broyles download you yet?
Talked to him on the way over.
I need a victim I.D.
See what I can do.
- Where's my... - Field kit?
Here.
You look better.
You look sane.
- You doing all right? - So far.
I mean, it's my first day back, so...
Listen, when I pulled that gun on you,
I didn't know what I was doing.
- If something had happened... - But nothing happened.
You and I, we're good.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Died on impact.
No attempts to revive her were made.
Obviously.
Still have any fingerprints?
Right hand's probably your best bet.
Real name's Jillian Foster, 32. Lives right here in Hoboken.
Anything else?
She liked daisies.
I never hit a person before, never.
I mean, once, I hit a pigeon.
I felt horrible for weeks.
No sign of environmental degradation.
Molecular cohesion is intact.
So why is this a Fringe case?
Yeah, yeah. We're done. Thanks.
What, you got something?
When's the last time you saw one of these?
God, a pen? I don't know.
Pre-school maybe.
I didn't know they still made these.
It's obviously new.
- No dents, no scratches. - Where'd you find it?
Right there, by the mailbox.
Oh, that's where the bike messenger said he swerved,
so he wouldn't hit some old guy that was bending down.
Huh.
Uh, you want to share, buddy?
Or are we supposed to stand here and watch you think?
All right...
It's pretty rare finding one of these just lying around.
Well, maybe the old guy bent down to pick it up,
and that's what caused the bike messenger to swerve.
Causing him to hit the stand.
Like the pen started some kind of...
chain reaction.
Did you find something?
What is it?
Sorry, I thought I recognized someone.
You okay?
Yeah.
All right, so...
Fringe event...
or not?
Not sure yet.
But something weird definitely happened here.
Yeah.
Hello?
Hey, babe.
You didn't have to do that.
Well... Hey.
Thank you.
So how was it?
Yeah, it was... It was pretty good.
Yeah?
What's happening in north Texas?
I heard it's a pretty bad outbreak.
22 smallpox cases so far.
Has Atlanta called?
No, no one's assigned me yet.
Oh.
Wait, why are we talking about this?
Because you're a virologist,
and smallpox is one of your areas of expertise.
You may as well start packing.
No, I mean, why are we talking about me?
I want to talk about you. How was it being back at work?
What's wrong?
Did something happen?
Well, at first, it was normal.
And then we're out in the field, and... And...
I saw a face.
- A face? - Mm.
Was it someone you know?
Do you remember the Secretary's son...
The one who was kidnapped when he was a boy?
- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, him.
But it wasn't really him.
It was... It was like I was hallucinating or something.
- Did you tell Broyles? - No.
Maybe you shouldn't be on field duty.
Yeah, I want to be there.
I know, but you have to tell someone...
A doctor, at least.
I need my life back, Frank.
And I love your gung-ho attitude,
but, honey, you just got over a breakdown.
If you need help, that's fine.
Frank, it was my first day back.
I was nervous.
I don't think that it's that surprising
- that there's a trace... - I can take myself off call.
- Maybe it's not a good time to travel. - That's not what I want.
Are those avocados?
Where did you get them?
- How much? - Don't worry about that.
- Liv, what if it happens again? - It won't.
But if it does, you'll tell Broyles, right?
Because... I love you.
I'll tell him.
Thank you.
- Can we eat? - Yes, we can eat.
- Okay. - Okay.
All right. Help me out here.
So the first bus driver was distracted by tree trimmers
when he ran the red light.
The second bus driver was looking at a fight over oranges.
Isn't distraction the root of every accident?
Listen, I'm not finding any connections
in these victims' bios either.
The first guy, Arnett,
worked at a hospital for the past fifteen years.
The second victim, Ms. Foster, landed her position
at Gregston Electric a little over a year ago.
Maybe they knew someone in common?
Or maybe, despite what Farnsworth said,
it's just...
two freak accidents.
You know, Liv thinks I'm right...
about there being chain reactions that led up to the crashes.
Okay.
Well, now that you two have, uh, rediscovered
your Vulcan mind meld...
Do you think she's doing okay?
Yeah.
Why, you don't think so?
I don't know.
I just... I just feel a little uncomfortable.
That's not a shocker.
You let a doppelganger coldcock you with a bottle
because you didn't pick up on the fact
- that she wasn't your partner. - And you would have?
I just know Liv a little better, that's all.
Right.
'cause you... You kissed her one time.
How was I supposed to know she had a boyfriend?
- Okay. - Whatever.
The point is, I would've known.
Yeah, keep telling yourself that, okay?
When she was having her breakdown,
she kept on and on about how they were trying
to make her believe she was somebody else,
that this wasn't her life.
This is gonna sound nuts.
What if she's telling the truth?
What if it's not the real her?
That is nuts.
You're right. All right.
For the record, you cannot tell those two apart.
Look at this...
Over there on the ground,
the lower corner.
That's another ballpoint pen.
Get Liv, tell her we got something.
Someone is causing these accidents on purpose.
How is that even possible?
I mean, what would be the odds?
0.000... Impossible.
Astrid, we see impossible every day.
You see improbable.
You're asking me if it is possible for a person
to use a ballpoint pen to set off a chain of events
that culminates in someone getting killed by a bus twice?
Exactly.
There's no way.
Yeah, but given how few ballpoint pens are out there,
finding one at both crime scenes...
I mean, that's an anomaly. You said that yourself.
- What if someone calculated the variables? - 37 people in the intersection,
22 cars, 4 trucks, 2 buses,
Wind speeds of five to ten miles an hour, and that is just to start.
In total, we are talking about 120 variables
in a dynamic system of differential equations.
I can't solve that kind of a problem,
much less manipulate the outcome to my advantage.
So there's not even the slightest chance we're dealing with a murderer?
Dude, seriously?
What part of 0.000 don't you get?
What is it?
It happened again.
What did?
Bus accident, East 85th and York.
- Have you called the ambulance? - It's on the way.
Sir, we're gonna get you to the hospital.
Where were you sitting on the bus?
Right in the front, first seat.
- Did you happen to notice a pen? - What?
A... A pen. A... A ballpoint pen.
You use it to...
to write with.
Looks like there was some sort of commotion.
Dog ran into the street, distracted a bus driver.
There is no way this is another coincidence.
Except this time it didn't work.
He's gonna make it.
Uh, ma'am,
you need to stay still.
It's not over.
He's still here!
Stop!
Don't move!
Take your hands out of your pockets.
Put your hands on your head.
Whoa!
Give Astrid his physical description.
Have her run it through the database.
I did. She's already working on it.
- Okay. - You got to get back in that pod.
It's just the two-minute warning.
Agent Lee, what part
of be "back in eight hours" didn't you understand?
You know, I... I still can't believe that he knew
the bike would cause the truck to slow down
and swerve under the footbridge.
I mean, he didn't even look.
How did he know precisely when to jump?
You should stop focusing on how and focus on why.
Why is he targeting these people?
All right, I'm working on it.
The victims must have something in common.
There's got to be a connection we're not seeing.
Oh, God.
Okay, Lincoln, you got to get in there.
Cross-check their medical files,
criminal records, job histories, tax histories...
- Shut up, okay? I got it. - Someone's gotten bossy.
Where have you been?
They've been calling all day.
What did you tell them?
Nothing.
You have to call them back.
Each liquefied thing provides an instance
of the property of being liquid.
Liquid and mass is equal.
Passing through liquid and mass is the same.
If you don't call them, I will.
But you won't.
You see, your only action will be inaction.
That's your pattern.
What?
97% of your actions prioritize relational bonds over other variables.
Eight out of nine times, you avoid making decisions
that could result in a negative outcome.
I am not some collection of data you need to make sense of.
I'm your sister.
I'm worried about you.
Can't you see that?
- All I want is for you to... - Is for you to be safe.
That's all I've ever wanted for you.
- Go again. - Stop finishing my sentences,
and let me help you.
Trust me, Milo, I've always been there for you.
I've always taken care of you.
That was fun.
Don't. I...
Don't. Don't.
You didn't expect that, did you?
Because you've forgotten what it's like to feel emotions.
No, no.
You've forgotten us.
Mom gave you this as a reminder...
No.
That you didn't have to do more than you were able to,
that we loved you.
- That's irrelevant now. - Milo, please!
I don't recognize you anymore.
I made a mistake when I signed you up.
I didn't mean this.
You have to follow the rules.
You have to do what they say.
You're overreaching.
Remember this.
Look, listen.
What time is your mommy gonna be home?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I don't want to hear you play your flute, kid.
I'm gonna call you back.
You just hung up on a child.
You talk to the next witness.
I hope it's a tuba player, okay?
Fine.
Uh, this is Agent Dunham,
can you connect me to the next witness, please?
Excuse me?
- Hey, Charlie... - Yeah?
Since when do we need a code?
They upgraded the system last month.
You don't remember?
Sorry.
I guess I'm still getting over the head trauma.
- Hey, Liv. - Yeah?
You remember that time when we were in Coney Island?
We were riding the Hellhole together, right?
You got sick, and you threw up on the guy next to you.
Yeah...
Except you threw up all over the person next to you,
so you can stop trying to rewrite history.
What... What made you think of that?
- Witness is from Coney. - Oh.
Hey, wait a sec...
Jillian Foster was a consultant for Gregston Electric.
I don't see the connection.
- The first victim worked at Bryant Hospital, right? - Yeah, Cole Arnett.
They mainly deal with neurological disorders,
Alzheimer's, Parkinson's, PTSD...
Top-flight medical research.
Okay, it says here that Gregston Electric
owns a subsidiary company called the Ivon Medical Group.
The Ivon Medical Group is also listed
as one of Bryant Hospital's outside vendors.
You're driving.
As hospitals go, not bad.
Yeah, unless it's run by an evil genius
who's creating accidents to kill people.
- Good morning. - Welcome to Bryant.
What can I do for you?
Agent Francis, Agent Dunham.
We're here to see your chief medical director.
Hold on, I'll let him know.
Hi, Violet. Could you let Dr. Levin know Fringe agents are here?
It'll just be a minute.
Are we being quarantined?
No. Scout's honor.
Are you seeing what I'm seeing?
Right there on the table.
We're definitely in the right place.
So sorry for the delay. I'm Dr. Levin.
Agent Francis.
Uh, Agent Dunham.
Hi. Please, my office is right this way.
Doctor, we just noticed
that a lot of your patients are using ballpoint pens.
Well, many of our residents have trouble interfacing digitally
due to their mental deficiencies.
Pen and paper is just a...
Well, an easier way to communicate.
Did you know Mr. Arnett well?
We didn't socialize outside of work,
but, uh, well, we were all devastated when we heard.
- What about this woman? - Yes, Jillian Foster.
She, uh, worked with the Ivon Medical Group.
They were, uh, conducting a drug trial here.
You're kidding me.
Jeffrey Mayer?
You know him?
Yes.
But I, uh... I don't understand.
He was killed too?
Doctor, we're gonna have to question all your science
and medical personnel on staff.
You're not looking for a doctor.
You're looking for a patient.
We started this study a year ago.
We were working on creating nootropics.
- Like smart drugs. - That's right.
All of our test subjects started with an I.Q. of less than 65.
Our aim was to increase their intelligence.
So they could function independently
- day to day. - That's a worthy goal.
We thought so too.
Oh, st... Ca... Can you go back?
Stop. That's him.
Milo Stanfield.
You don't sound surprised.
I'm not.
This was Milo five months ago...
Measured I.Q. of 56,
severe cognitive deficiency.
He's reciting the digits of pi.
To 1,000 decimal places,
while solving differential equations in his head.
That is unbelievable.
That was after one treatment.
We gave him five.
Every time we administered the protocol,
his intelligence increased exponentially.
The final phase of the project allows subjects to be released
under the supervision of a guardian's care.
And after that?
After that, we return the subjects to their original state.
A necessary part of human drug trials.
We had to determine
whether the are any permanent adverse side effects.
So Milo didn't want to be regressed,
which is why he went after Cole Arnett.
We thought it was an accident.
I drove to Ivon and informed Jillian myself.
She was concerned that the delay in regressing Milo
might compromise the results.
She offered to handle it herself.
So Milo killed her too.
So what about the third victim?
- Jeffrey Mayer? - A recovery specialist,
who we contract with if somebody goes missing.
The thing is...
I only put the order in yesterday.
Mr. Mayer had not yet been assigned the task.
Okay, so who's Milo's guardian?
Uh, his sister.
She lives out on Long Island...
Oyster Bay, I believe.
You really think he'd go back there?
He's got to know that's the first place people are gonna look.
I've been to Oyster Bay. I never saw an oyster.
I can't wait to tell Lincoln he was right,
that this guy is actually able to start
a chain reaction to commit murder.
I'm not watching the happy dance.
- Can I help you? - Fringe Division.
We need to ask you a few questions.
- Uh, about? - About your brother, Milo.
Three people?
That we know of, yeah.
No, there must be some mistake.
Milo wouldn't kill innocent people.
I suppose he didn't think they were that innocent.
You know, after all, they were trying
to cut off the medication that was making him smart.
Right?
Do you have any idea where he is now?
He doesn't confide in me anymore.
You mind if I take a look at his room?
Go ahead... Last door on the left.
Is that you?
Mm-hmm.
"Milo and Madeline"...
Sounds like a kids' book.
You're not the first person to say that.
Ah, you seem close.
We were.
He was a lot older, but...
we liked the same cartoons, played the same games.
I had the opposite.
My sister and I were close in age, but...
we fought over everything.
Are you close now?
Uh, she passed a few years ago.
Oh, I'm sorry. That must've been...
- really difficult. - It was.
When I was little, I used to always be scared
that something would happen to Milo.
He'd forget to check for cars,
just run right into traffic.
I worried that he'd never be happy.
He'd never feel like...
Like he belonged.
Must've been hard watching him struggle.
It was harder for him.
That's why I agreed to the drug study.
He isn't that helpless person anymore.
He's dangerous, and I think you know that.
So if there is anything
that you can think of...
We just don't want to see anyone else get hurt,
including your brother.
It's a...
It's a good-bye note.
But it says where I can reach him.
Thank you.
Patricia Hotel, Lakewood Avenue.
Yeah, I'm gonna call backup,
- get them to meet us there. - Hold on a second.
What if that's what Milo wants?
You know, that's his M.O., always ten steps ahead.
So what, you think he knew that his sister was gonna tell us?
Listen, he knows we're onto him.
He knows his sister.
What if he's trying to set us up?
Well, we can't just stand here.
I can't answer that.
Why not?
Because there is no answer.
It's a mathematical problem without a solution.
Well, which scenario is more likely?
We go to the Patricia hotel, or we don't?
Suppose he predicts you'll go there.
But then you'll predict he'll predict that,
- so you don't go. - So we shouldn't go?
But then he predicts that you predicted that.
And he changes his plan,
which means that you should go to the hotel.
But then he predicts that you'll predict
what he predicted too.
It's an infinite spiral.
Okay, well, thank you, Astrid.
We'll take it from here.
- Where you going? - To the Patricia Hotel.
- Liv... - Look, Charlie, he could be there now.
I'm not willing to lose him. Are you?
Fine. You drive.
Charlie, there he is.
Oh, that wasn't supposed to happen.
Freeze!
Here. Take it.
Press the button.
You move again...
The next one won't be in your leg, buddy.
That's it.
You're okay.
Just breathe.
Since when do you break protocol?
You passed by an auburn diamond, okay?
Blinking auburn diamond, which you ignored.
- "Compromised air quality." - Pressure's normal.
- Thank you. - Yep.
You need oxygen to breathe.
Charlie, I'm sorry.
I don't really even know why I did that.
Because you're a daredevil.
I get it. So if you don't mind...
I'd appreciate it if we don't go through this again?
Okay.
The drugs have been in his system too long,
so the doctors weren't able to reverse the effects.
According to the doctors,
the patterns that he sees are too complex to put into words.
His thoughts now can only be interpreted by a machine.
So... So the machine is talking to him?
Madeline, your brother...
He no longer thinks
in terms that you or I would be able to comprehend.
I'm sorry.
is equal value of six. Six is the solution.
What is a solution? Derives a gradient of "Y."
Evaluate a why for and proceed.
Isolate discontinuities and recalibrate.
There's a 42% chance that the king will take the queen.
You know, sometimes I envy you, Brandon...
Being here, nothing to distract you.
Mr. Secretary, I didn't realize you were coming.
- These are my son's clothes. - Yes.
I thought if I used items from the other side,
it would provide an associative link
which would spark Olivia to...
Cross over to the other universe.
Yes, good thinking.
When will it be ready?
We're very close.
So far, all the test subjects
I've hooked up to the chair...
They're experiencing a high level of anxiety,
their stress is causing my readings to fluctuate.
I've been tinkering with this thing all day.
The solution is obvious...
Submerge the subject in water.
Sensory-deprivation tank.
Of course.
The womb-like atmosphere naturally provides a state of relaxation.
Sometimes simpler is better.
Do you miss it?
Miss what?
Being a scientist.
I am still a scientist, Brandon.
I just have a much larger laboratory.
Let me know as soon as the tank's ready.
God, I don't know how you do it.
I'm never done packing till the cab actually arrives.
Well, I'm off to deal with diseased people
in north Texas, so it's not like I have to look good.
Oh, except you do.
Are you sure you're okay with me doing this?
I can still call Fiken, beg him to cover for me.
We have had this conversation.
I know. I know.
It's just they haven't told me yet
- how long I'll be gone. - So just keep me posted.
That's probably the cab.
You know why you didn't die today, right?
Because you didn't know the protocol.
If you'd stopped for oxygen,
you'd be dead right now.
But you did something that he couldn't factor in.
You kept running.
You know why you did that.
It's the same reason you thought you saw Walter in the hospital.
It's the same reason why you think you're seeing me now.
You're not from this world, Olivia.
You're not her.
You're not real.
Real is just a matter of perception.
I am here.
And I'm a part of you that you have to hold onto.
You can't forget who you are, Olivia.
You can't forget where you're from.
You can't forget this.
What's wrong?
Nothing. You just surprised me, that's all.
You all right?
Yeah.
It's just I'm gonna miss you.
I'm gonna miss you too.
- I will be home as soon as I can. - Okay.
You call me when you land.
All right.
Bye.