then you know very well
that the Observers have invaded.
Previously on Fringe...
You can't go back to Harvard. We can't get it.
It was taken over by Observers.
Well, that's not a problem.
Tunnels!
21/4 miles of tunnels that house the steam pipes
that heat Harvard.
They must have ambered it.
It's my Betamax recorder.
I don't think I wrote anything down.
I think I was making a video.
This plan will restore us
and rid the world of the Observers.
You must recover each tape and follow the instructions
to retrieve all the parts of the plan.
You are humanity's only hope.
Slowly.
Suddenly you have all the finesse of a butcher.
Walter, do you want me to do this or not?
This work requires a surgeon's touch.
I'm more than happy to let you take over.
Fine.
Proceed.
But it's on your shoulders.
Not even warped from the heat.
Not bad for a butcher.
Walter. Got some more fuel for the van.
I have tape number one. Have you watched it?
No. I've only just liberated it.
Shall we have a look?
I had a prescription. It was medicinal.
Welcome to tape three of my plan...
What happened to tape one and two?
Walter, you stored the tapes out of order.
Shocker.
These videotapes must be retrieved.
This tape will explain
one of the most crucial elements that you will need.
You will need to find your way to Pennsylvania...
latitude and longitude coordinates 49 degrees,
20 minutes, 2 seconds North,
79 degrees, 12 minutes,
and 32 seconds West.
Now, when you arrive—
Really?
See if you can rewind the coordinates.
Uh, 41 degrees, 20 minutes, 2 seconds North,
79 degrees, 12 minutes,
32 seconds West.
- Are you sure? - She's sure.
Walter.
Do you recognize the location?
I'm sorry. I-if I've been there,
it's been wiped from my mind,
along with the other pieces of my plan
to beat the Observers.
Hmm.
The entire area is undeveloped.
There's nothing around it for miles.
How are the roads in and out of Pennsylvania these days?
Do you think we can get all the way out there safely?
We'd need to avoid checkpoints.
I mean, it's a long way to go,
considering we don't know what we're looking for.
Or if it's still even there—
whatever it is.
Hey, Walter, you think we might be able
to jog your memory—
I-I don't think I should travel.
My feet are swollen
from standing in front of the Amber all day.
I'll stay here for a bit
and... regroup.
What?
Walter, you all right?
I'm fairly certain I have a blood clot, because somebody
wouldn't stop at Scranton to let me stretch my legs.
Walter, we're fugitives.
We can't stop every five minutes to keep you limber.
This is it?
Uh, yes...
this is exactly where we're supposed to be.
So what were you doing out here 21 years ago?
Is that what we're out here to find?
I'm telling you.
It was a wicked tree dwarf.
And I'm telling you, it was a kid.
I saw him. He looked right at me.
You know, I used to imagine this—
going on a mission with you.
You have no idea how many battles we won together.
You know, it's a lot to live up to.
No, you're...
even more than I imagined.
Definitely not dwarves.
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5x03 The Recordist
Don't touch them. It could be communicable.
Stop right there.
Dr. Walter Bishop.
The three of you...
you haven't aged a day.
You were supposed to be dead a long time ago.
We were trapped in Amber for 21 years.
My name is Edwin.
You were exposed when you got here.
I'm supposed to retrieve something here, Edwin,
something very important.
You seem to know me.
Have we met here before?
No...
at least not in the way that you think.
It's electromagnetic discharge.
What is this place?
You're looking at history.
Whose?
Ours...
yours, mankind's.
These are data cubes.
Stored on them...
are accounts of every major historical event
from the day of the invasion onward.
You have files on us.
Of course. You're relevant.
We gather important information from around the world,
and then we record it.
You have a healthy lore about you.
My son, River,
is something of an expert on the Fringe Division.
We were—we were refugees from the cities.
My father started this historical record.
He believed our history, like that
of all other conquered races before us,
would be rewritten by our oppressors.
Someone has to survive to tell mankind's story.
What happened to all of you—your skin?
You said we've already been exposed.
We noticed it after we settled.
Small patches at first, and then over time, it spread.
It has something to do with this area.
We thought it was the drinking water or the soil.
Why didn't you evacuate?
What we do here is important.
Even after we became afflicted, we couldn't leave.
It's all here, everything. We can't move it.
We can't travel.
The way we look...
we don't want to draw attention.
We just want to be left alone to record history.
No one wants to come here...
which is perfect for us.
You're the first in a very long time.
But you and your team should leave,
unless you want to look like us.
We can't.
There was a plan to defeat the invaders.
I mean, there is...
a plan to defeat the invaders.
And I believe it will be successful.
But I don't remember it.
But I know that I am supposed to get something from here.
I've been here before. I must have.
Search...
Bishop, Walter.
If you've ever set foot in this camp before,
it would be documented.
Hi.
What's your name?
River.
Wow. Where did these come from?
I made them.
Can you sign them?
These are really good.
You fought them when they came.
You didn't hide like we did.
You're heroes.
I have a lot of different editions
from stories I've heard.
A lot of them I even made up.
I wish I was around during your time,
when there were real heroes.
Well, kiddo, you're my hero
for giving me a nice, strong jawline.
And 32 seconds West.
Now, when you arrive at the designated place,
you will need to locate—
When you arrive at the designated place,
you will need to locate—
Place, you will need to locate...
a mine.
to locate
a mine.
Locate a mine.
Hello?
Olivia, I need to speak to Walter. Sure.
Walter.
It's Astrid.
Yes, what is it?
Did you find anything in the archive?
Nothing. There's absolutely no record
of me being here whatsoever.
Okay, well, I found something.
Walter, is there a mine where you are?
Mime. The only mime that I know of
is Marcel Marceau.
What's he got to do with any of this?
No. A mine.
You said mine—m-I-n-e— on the tape.
Walter, whatever you're supposed to find, it's in a mine.
Do you have a mine— m-I-n-e—here?
Yes.
It was a gold mine.
These men have something to report.
Where?
Rural Pennsylvania.
In 1923, a mine collapsed in Peru.
The trapped survivors were forced to nourish themselves
on the dead.
Thanks for that, Walter.
Oh, but I'm sure that won't be the case here.
Finding gold in an abandoned gold mine's
not gonna be easy.
We don't know that it's gold.
Whatever it is, it's in here.
I'll climb down.
Is that secure?
There's something on the other end of this rope.
Can you give me a hand? Yep.
People have been coming in and out of this mine
for 21 years.
I doubt it's just gonna be waiting for us.
Nothing is that easy.
Whoa—oh, oh.
It snagged on something.
Looks like he was trying to climb back up.
Same bark-like growth as on the people here.
But worse.
I'd assumed what was afflicting these people
was some sort of fungus, but I was wrong.
These tissues show signs of calcification.
Perhaps whatever was causing
the condition of the people in the camp
is emanating from this mine.
And the closer one gets to the source,
the more intense the reaction is.
No one can survive down there.
Until I've conducted an analysis,
we have to turn back.
This is Anil. I have something for you.
Something important.
Etta and her team have been located.
Thank you.
Is anybody else starving?
Here.
- What's that? - It's an apple.
No, thank you.
Yum, yum.
Do you remember that amazing apple pie we had
just after the invasion?
We were in Boston.
Someone had told us
about the shelter for lost children.
We were looking for a place to eat
when we found that dingy little restaurant
with a cook who was a mad genius.
What was that guy's name?
I don't know.
You don't remember?
Nope.
Well, that's a first.
I can't believe I don't remember the guy's name.
It was the name of the restaurant.
It started with a "D." It was like... Dante's
or Dominic's or something like that.
You really don't remember?
No. I really don't remember.
Air sample is ready.
I think I know what happened here.
This man died of asphyxiation.
Every pore on his body is completely sealed.
His body was trying to protect itself
against the airborne corrosive.
Somehow, its pH has been radically altered.
And apparently,
it gets much worse the deeper one goes into the mine.
Could whatever we're looking for have caused this?
Quite unlikely. If I had to theorize,
it's high levels of CO2
and other gases introduced into the atmosphere by the Observers.
From those machines that they were building
in Central Park.
Well, how would that affect Edwin and his people?
Well, they're far enough away from the source,
receiving only incremental doses.
However, prolonged exposure
has created a drastic immune response.
Well, imagine an extreme form of psoriasis.
But not as extreme as our unfortunate mine friend here.
Dr. Bishop,
I found an entry I think you'll want to see.
Five weeks after the invasion, a man came here
and went down into the mine
and gathered several rocks, it says here,
with a reddish hue.
Was this man called September?
No. My father has it recorded as a man,
late 30s, dark hair.
His name was Donald.
He says he was waiting for a scientist from Boston.
I was thinking perhaps that was you.
I don't know any Donald.
Well, maybe you just don't remember.
If he was part of the plan that you lost,
then it stands to reason—
No, no, no. I-I don't understand.
Why would you record this?
A man collecting rocks— why is it important?
It was recorded because of what happened to him.
He was taken away against his will by two invaders.
So they weren't happy that he'd taken those rocks.
Why the hell would I want rocks?
Your hand, Walter.
It's on your skin.
Show me your hand.
My God.
Yours too.
We're lucky.
It hasn't rooted into the dermis yet.
But I'm afraid that won't last.
Okay, well, how long until it isn't removable?
Until it isn't.
- Dr. Bishop. - Oh!
Good, good, good. Excellent, excellent.
Over here. Thank you very much.
I am going to build a suit
that will allow us to go into the mine.
According to the arm, we would need skin
300 layers thicker than a rhinoceros to enter the mine,
so I'm trying to ascertain a metal or an alloy
that we can use for the suit's lining.
And in the meantime,
I need you to go back to the van
because I need the weather stripping.
Sure.
Hey, Anil.
I got a call from one of our operatives.
The Loyalists are tracking you.
You've got to move.
Did I upset you?
Earlier when I was talking about the restaurant,
it seemed like you were upset.
I know you don't forget names.
Donovan's.
That was the name of the restaurant.
It's not that I can't remember.
It's that I can't forget.
Do you remember when we couldn't find her that day,
you drew a plan on a napkin?
Yeah. Of course I do.
You were talking about going up to Maine
to this refugee camp that you'd heard about.
And I was looking at you and nodding,
and in my head I was thinking, "I can't go."
Behind you— you couldn't see it—
but there was a wall of missing-person flyers.
You know, with every day,
the odds of finding our little girl
the way we wanted to find her were getting worse,
and we didn't talk about it.
I mean, I...
I couldn't put it into words then, but...
I felt responsible.
Responsible how?
I wanted so much to be a mother, but...
I just...
didn't think that I was programmed that way.
That I was... destined for something else.
Ever since I was a kid,
ever since the Cortexiphan trials,
I just...
I was at odds.
So how could I have this incredible little girl?
So, when we lost her,
I felt like that was my punishment...
my punishment for being too conflicted
to appreciate her when we had her.
And that day at the restaurant...
I knew that I had to go back to New York
because I didn't want to...
find...
what I knew we were going to find.
I just...
I just believed so strongly that she was dead,
and I didn't want to see it.
And you thought I went back because of my strength,
and she said that she admired me today.
Olivia.
I saw how you were with our little girl.
I know how much you love her.
And I'm not telling you to forget it, but...
the past is the past.
Don't let it get in the way of this.
I don't know why it's happening,
but our family got a second chance.
So I'm gonna take it.
Hey, guys.
We have a problem.
The Observers are tracking us.
Hand me the sealer.
Walter, how long until the suit is finished?
I'm going as fast as I can. Why?
The Observers know that we're in the area.
They saw us on the highway when we stopped.
Near Route 11. You need to leave.
I need one more material— copper.
There's only three roads you could have taken after—
Jonathan here says there's an encampment down the mountain
which trades metals. No.
You're not listening.
We have until morning, at best, before they find us.
They'll destroy everything.
All of our work will be lost. You need to go now.
No, no, if we can just get down to the camp—
Forget that camp. Those men are dangerous,
and they won't trade with anyone they don't know.
You know them. You've talked to them on your radio.
You have contacts in that camp?
I've communicated with them on my radio.
But only when it suits them.
They don't even know who I am.
And they certainly don't want people
going into their quadrant— that much I do know.
The way I see it, you're our only chance.
They don't know us.
Look, I'm armed. I'll go with you.
We can barter together. Barter with what?
What do you have to offer them?
I've got some antibiotics, medicine.
Go back to Boston, make the suit there,
and then come back when it's safe.
The baldies took away this Donald person
when he went into that mine to get the rocks.
If they read you and find out
that we're looking for the same thing,
they'll seal it permanently.
You don't even know what the rocks are for.
You're putting all of us at risk.
I want to help you. I do, but...
What happens if I don't come back?
You may be used to facing death all the time,
but I'm not.
These are bad people.
We may never make it back from their camp.
I have a lot to lose, you know.
I know you do.
But the rocks in that mine are important.
And it's true— we don't know what they do.
But Walter will figure it out.
And when he does,
we're one step closer to defeating the invaders.
I'm not afraid to die.
I just don't know how to say good-bye to my son.
All right.
What do you need me to do?
Get on your radio.
Tell them we're coming.
Break, break, break. Kilo-Alpha 42.
Come in.
Looking to barter. Over.
Kilo-Alpha 42. Is anyone out there? Over.
This is Kilo-Alpha.
What's your business?
I need copper.
We don't have copper.
Let me speak to Ivan.
Tire tread.
Matches the make and model of the van they were in.
Where does this road lead?
Higher into the mountains.
River?
Look at me, son.
What you saw back there in that tent...
there's a lot more to the word coward
and the word hero than you think.
It's complicated.
You're not a coward if you're frightened.
That's not what it means.
You're a coward
if you know what needs to be done
and you don't do it.
I was telling that man out there
that I have a lot to lose—
our work,
the life we have here...
you.
I told him I love you so much,
I wouldn't know how to say good-bye.
When your mother got sick,
I promised her I'd protect you no matter what.
But I'm conflicted.
There's a time for recording history,
and there's a time for making it.
We don't get a lot of opportunities up here
to make it.
I've decided to help them...
to do my part.
I don't want to lose you.
I don't want to lose you either.
But protecting you...
means making sure there's a world out there
that you can thrive in.
I love you so much.
It's okay, Dad.
I understand.
No. You don't.
But you will one day...
when you have children of your own.
The mineral you are looking for
is a crystallized form of quartz
that contains in perfect proportion...
They will unlock its potential
and create a powerful energy source.
I will explicitly outline these refining methods
in tape six...
or seven.
Without this energy source,
we will not be able to implement
the final phase of our plan.
To my best calculations,
we will need at least 18 kilograms of the crystals.
That is about 40 pounds in imperial measures.
Did you get all that?
Yeah. Thanks, Astrid.
Hopefully the suit will be strong enough
to bring up 40 pounds?
Hey, you contact the camp?
Yes. They found copper, and they're willing to trade.
How much copper?
2 kilos.
That's plenty! Too much, even!
Okay. Let's go.
I can't.
You're looking for Ivan.
You can give him these for the copper.
They're schematics for our solar technology.
I'm not coming with you.
I'm sorry.
They'll trade for those. They're valuable.
This'll get you to the camp.
Good luck.
Don't worry about it.
We'll be back soon.
Wait!
Be careful.
I don't understand.
This is exactly where he told us to go.
He said he knew where their camp was.
Well, why would he send us here?
Maybe he never wanted us to find the camp.
Edwin?
What was that?
It's the mine.
There was no copper.
When he called their camp, they didn't have copper.
It was the only way to get what you need.
You got what you came for. Now leave...
before the invaders find you here.
A hero died today,
sacrificing himself in order to get the Fringe team
resources they need to save our world.
Edwin Massey,
the recorder of history,
made history.
Where did you get this vehicle?
I found it on the side of the road.
The keys were in the ignition.
I didn't steal it!
He will be greatly missed.
Like other great men before him,
he gave his life selflessly
in pursuit of freedom...
and a better future.
Ahh...
Now, this is a ride.
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