Fringe s02e13 Episode Script

Whoa, whoa, hold on.
- What floor? - Sixteen.
- Gonna be a nice one today.
- Yeah, yeah.
I think so.
Man, you don't look so good.
Are you okay? Hey, Lynda.
I think something's wrong with that guy.
Sir? You have to sign in.
Lynda, call 911.
Is he all right? One, two, three, four, five.
- One, two, three, four, five.
- Blood trickling down his nose.
He's- He's dead.
What? What is he-? He's not breathing.
- May I help you? - Yes.
Uh, I'm looking for someone who seems to have gotten lost.
Okay.
What school is he from? He's not from any school, he's a man.
His name is Dr.
Walter Bishop.
I see.
A special-needs individual.
Heh.
You have no idea.
When the Victoria, the last surviving ship returned to its harbor of departure after the first circumnavigation of the Earth only 18 of the original 237 men were onboard.
- What happened to them? - They all died, young lady.
Horrible, and most likely painful deaths.
You see, when you open new doors, there is a price to pay.
Now, imagine tonight, you look under your bed and lo and behold, you find a monster and you're immediately eaten.
Now, if you hadn't looked for the monster you wouldn't have found it, and you'd still be happy in your beds instead of being slowly digested in the stomach sac of the creature.
But with any luck your sisters or your brothers might have heard your screams and your endeavor will serve as a valuable lesson for them.
Excuse me.
Do you work here? No.
I'm a season-pass holder, but thank you.
Dr.
Walter Bishop.
They had no right to revoke my membership.
No right.
Walter, you terrified those kids.
- These children should know the truth.
- Hello, Agent Dunham.
They are being tragically coddled and ill-advised.
Have you already told Peter? Okay.
We'll be there right away.
Come on.
Detective, uh, I'm Agent Dunham.
This is Peter Bishop.
Detective Kassel.
We've been taking witness statements trying to figure out what went down.
- The ME here yet? - On his way.
It's a Dutch license.
"Radjan Vandenkemp.
" - I've never seen anything like this.
- Lucky you.
I'm gonna talk to some of the witnesses.
started walking.
- I'm Agent Dunham with the FBI.
Hi.
- Hi.
- I'll let you two talk.
- Thank you.
Uh, did he have an appointment here at Vitas? Mm-mm.
No one knew him, no one was expecting him.
I don't even think he knew where he was going himself.
He got off the elevator, seemed confused and then collapsed.
Okay, thanks.
Broyles, he's downstairs.
He's gonna run Vandenkemp, see what he can come up with.
He didn't know anybody.
Doesn't seem like the kind of business you walk into.
Excuse me, uh, can I ask a question? - Sure, Mr? - Ames.
Vincent Ames.
I'm the VP of Geotechnical Engineering.
Will we be able to leave soon? Okay.
Let us know.
- Not yet, I'm afraid.
Do we know what happened to him? - That's what we're trying to figure out.
We'll let you know as soon as you can leave.
Mike, the courier, rode up with him.
Which one's Mike? He's sitting right over there.
Dr.
Bishop, Agent Farnsworth.
We've got a deceased male, age 50.
We believe he's from the Netherlands.
Walked into Vitas Petrol at 7:30 this morning and his veins ruptured.
Oh! Oh, I see.
Oh, uh, vasculitis could be a cause.
Or, uh, an arteriovenous fistula which is an abnormal channel between the vessels.
Extremely high blood pressure results, resulting in swelling of the veins.
Until they rupture? Not usually.
But then that's why we're here, I imagine.
Don't.
No, don't.
This building must be quarantined immediately.
No one goes in or out.
I believe we have a contagion on our hands.
But Olivia and Peter they'll be trapped inside.
Quarantine the building, Agent Broyles.
I need to find out more about the first victim, Peter.
The Dutchman.
If I can find out where he came from, where he was then I can begin to ascertain what could have infected him.
- Walter, we don't know yet.
- Well, who was he coming to see? Someone up there must know him, know something- Walter? The CDC is here.
- You be careful up there, son.
- I will.
The CDC is here.
Walter, it's gonna be okay.
We should get to work.
Why are the police holding us? We're in the midst of a virus contamination.
The Centers for Disease Control are here.
- Are you saying we're quarantined? - For now.
Yes.
What happened to Mike? He was infected.
Is he dead? He was the closest.
He was right over the guy.
You were there too, next to the courier.
And Devon and Vincent.
- You got his blood on you.
- Why aren't they sick? - How do you explain that? - I don't know.
It's just a matter of time.
They shut down the air flow.
I asked Detective Kassel to take care of it.
It's protocol.
In case the virus is airborne, we don't want it to spread.
So I'm gonna need to separate you into groups.
Those who were near Vandenkemp if you could gather in one of the boardrooms.
It's just as a precaution until we now what this is and how it's being spread.
Come on, let's go.
Agent Broyles.
Arnold McFadden, field director, CDC.
I understand you've got two people up there.
Do we know whether this is the result of bio-terrorism? We're looking into that possibility, but nothing yet.
You wanted me? - Let's get a team into the lobby.
Get blood work underway.
Cut a two-block radius with barriers.
I'll need at least half a dozen of those samples, young man.
- Excuse me, who are you? - And take me to your centrifuge.
Agent Broyles.
Uh, Walter has been arrested.
Agent Broyles, thank God.
Please tell these men to release me.
He breached the security line.
Claims he's FBI but has no credentials.
I said I was a consultant.
Dr.
Bishop works with us.
His son, Peter, is inside the building.
I need to get back to the lab.
I'm trying to determine what pathogen I'm dealing with.
- I need a blood sample to work with.
- I understand your wanting to assist but I have experience with pathogens- And I was chairman of biochemistry at Harvard and have little patience for small-minded bureaucrats.
Walter.
That's not helping.
I'm sorry.
We need more information.
My son tells me that several people got blood on them from the infected man, but only one of them died.
Why him? Why aren't the others showing symptoms? I must get back to my lab and find out.
No matter what your impressions are of Dr.
Bishop I assure you he's a valuable asset.
Hubert, you will escort Dr.
Bishop to his lab with a sample that you will not let out of your sight.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Well, quickly get your pajamas off.
Come on, let's go.
Come on, come on, come on.
I can't find the name Vandenkemp anywhere in this database.
Well, he must've been here to see somebody.
- How far back did you go? Two months.
They're all calling their families.
You wanna call your sister, just let her know what's going on? What do you make of this? This guy, Ames, had two appointments this morning he cleared his calendar last minute yesterday, but he's here.
That doesn't necessarily mean anything.
That doesn't necessarily not mean anything either.
Guys.
We have a problem.
What's happening to me? Come on in here.
I want you to lay down and just try and rest and relax as best you can, okay? - Okay, I'm gonna get you some water.
- Thank you.
Thank you.
I'll be right back.
So how much time do you think she has? I don't know.
The courier died maybe a half hour after giving Vandenkemp CPR.
- She's sick.
- I'm afraid so.
- She didn't get any blood on her.
- You don't know that.
She was nowhere near him when he died.
We could all have it.
But we don't know that.
She was friends with the courier.
Maybe he infected her.
The fact is, we just don't know.
it's important that we all stay calm.
Can I talk to you in private, Mr.
Ames? Okay, I know Mr.
Vandenkemp was here to see you.
Your schedule was rearranged yesterday and your morning was cleared out.
Why was he here? He came here to sell me information from one of our competitors.
- What kind of information? - He said it was from a reserve find.
Possible Vandenkemp came in contact with the virus there.
Do you know which oil reserve? Which competitor was it? He wouldn't say.
All he said was, "I have something to show you.
" Something I would find very valuable.
He was supposed to be gone before the staff came in this morning.
Well, where is it? The information.
I don't know.
He didn't have anything with him.
It's a very competitive business.
I know what I did breaks federal laws.
- I'd rather go to prison than die here.
- It may be too late to trade one for the other now, Mr.
Ames.
Radjan Vandenkemp was an oil consultant.
He arrived three days ago on a flight from Dubai.
We've already contacted 174 of the 212 passengers onboard.
- No one's shown signs of infection.
- Were you able to track his movements? He was staying at a Continental Inn.
No symptoms reported there either.
Also no indication of information he was selling.
Have you heard from Walter? Has he identified the virus? - Not yet.
I'll let you know when I do.
- Okay.
If we can isolate the strain we may be able to understand this virus' personality.
Personality? - Walter, it's not a person.
- Centrifuge is over there.
No, viruses are not people, Astrid.
But they seem to have minds of their own.
The rabies virus can't survive in water so it inflicts its host with a paralyzing fear of water.
- Walter, that sounds- - Ha, ha.
Trust me, I know how it sounds.
It's almost beyond belief.
The more we learn about viruses, the more unbelievable they become.
They deny our definitions of living and dead.
Their only function seems to be to survive, to replicate and to use us as a vehicle to do so.
It's the folly of humans to believe we're at the top of the food chain.
In truth, viruses are.
The strain won't isolate.
The sample was too fragile.
Damn it.
I was afraid of that.
This is one piece of good news.
I believe the virus is not airborne.
No? If it were, there would be many more people showing signs of infection in that building.
We need a better sample.
- Broyles have anything? - No.
Whatever Vandenkemp was trying to sell, they can't find it.
- Were you able to get ahold of Rachel? - No.
I didn't try.
She went through all the stuff with me in the hospital and she's still having nightmares about me being dead.
What's the point in scaring her again? We are gonna get out of this.
That is just like you.
Even now, you're protecting her.
I thought that was the point of having people who care about you in your life.
To have someone to talk to when you're scared.
She's out.
The receptionist.
Peter.
- Dunham.
- What the hell is happening up there? Peter, be careful.
Mm-hm.
Peter? Peter.
No.
We can't wait any longer.
- Get away from him now.
- I got his blood on me.
- If I wasn't infected, I probably am now.
- This is insane.
They're down there, we're up here, and they're not sending anybody else up.
This is our last chance to figure out what it was that he came here to try and sell.
Rental car keys.
Never take anything into a negotiation that can land you in jail.
Always leave it in neutral territory.
The CDC is opening the briefcase now.
You said his car was found in a garage nearby, yes? - Underground? - That's right.
I believe I have a hypothesis as to how this virus behaves.
Go on.
The receptionist had a very different reaction to the virus and I believe I know why.
This virus wants to spread itself but in order to do so, it needs other organisms to infect.
Vandenkemp arrived alone at the building and wasn't until he was in an office full of people that he sprayed.
But having successfully infected other people I believe that the virus now senses that it's contained within the building and it wants to get outside to continue spreading.
- The virus wants to get outside.
- Yes.
Yes.
Doesn't that strike even you as a bit farfetched? No.
The courier only spewed as he approached the glass doors.
From what you said, the receptionist showed an irrational desire to get outside, and then she sprayed.
The virus compelled her to leave the building.
It wanted to get outside.
- You're saying the virus made her jump? - Yes.
Yes, I believe so.
McFADDEN: Among other things in the briefcase, we found a drill-core sample from an exploratory oil dig.
This is our virus.
McFADDEN: This sample was stolen from Solum Oil Corp.
By normal procedure, it would've been stored in an airtight protective case.
Which suggests Vandenkemp may have removed it in order to smuggle it out.
Do those documents indicate how far down it came from? McFADDEN: It came from 10 miles down.
Well, in that case I believe we're in the presence of a 75,000-year-old terror one that might have been responsible for wiping out the Ice Age mammals.
- Some things are meant to be left alone.
- Dr.
Bishop, can you find a cure for it? Maybe, in time.
But right now we need to keep the safe people safe.
Now that I have an isolated sample, I can produce a tox screen.
At least we can identify who's been infected.
Would diamond or emeralds do? Well, if they're large enough.
- Agent Dunham.
Bill Hubert, CDC.
- Hi.
So, uh, how do you wanna do this? Two groups, we divide alphabetically.
Okay, I can do that.
A through M's, if you come with me, and the rest go with Agent Hubert.
Call the State Department and get approval for a Level 6 eradication.
Level 6? We don't know how to contain it.
If anybody on the outside got infected - Thank you.
- No problem.
Guys.
Thanks.
How are we doing in here? We're just getting started.
First up, Vincent Ames.
How will I know? If you're infected, the solution will turn black.
Swab.
Please swab the inside of your cheek.
Amber.
You're clear.
We'll be in touch.
All right, next is Peter and then Olivia.
Ladies first.
Swap your cheek.
You're not infected.
Peter.
You're okay.
You're okay.
Okay.
Okay, next.
Okay.
Let's get this first group downstairs.
You guys, come with me.
Let's go.
This is the first batch of uninfected from both testing groups.
Fiona Norris.
Lauren Nossel.
Glenn Paulson.
Vincent Ames.
Olivia Dunham.
- Peter Bishop.
- Wait, stop.
- He's bleeding.
He's infected.
I just have to get outside.
- Stop him.
Get him away from the door.
- I just have to get outside.
I just have to get outside! I'm infected? I'm afraid so.
But I wasn't near anyone.
Steve.
You need to come with me.
Olivia, please.
Please, you gotta open this door.
- Peter, I can't.
You know that.
- Look at me.
Just look at me.
I'm fine.
- Just look at me.
- Peter.
Olivia.
Olivia! Amber.
You're clear.
Olivia.
We just finished the tox screens.
Peter is infected.
Peter? The test was wrong.
I don't know how, but But he's bleeding from his nose and he's still in the building.
Okay.
What was that about Peter? The Cambodian outbreak of '04? Killed 7300 people which could have been avoided if the Chinese authorities had moved quicker.
That was Level 4, this is classified as 6.
Right now, it's the only option.
Uh, they've finished the tox screens.
I heard.
Eleven civilians infected and your colleague.
I'm sorry.
So, what do we do now? Extract the rest of the ones that tested negative.
The State Department has authorized us to have the Army contain the rest.
- The Army? - Dunham.
It's the only way to make sure the virus is eradicated.
There's a dozen people.
You cannot tell me that killing them is our only option.
Come with me.
Run it for her.
This model is based on just one of those people getting out and infecting someone on the outside.
This is two weeks from now.
We have no symptom blocker.
No cure.
What solution do you propose, Agent Dunham? Walter.
Walter.
You can't take that off- It doesn't matter.
The virus isn't airborne.
It's transmitted by bodily fluids, blood, saliva.
Walter, we are going to figure this out.
Peter's gonna be fine.
It's time to go.
We're taking all non-infected personnel out of the building now.
Walter, we'll have to help Peter from outside.
Come on, Walter.
Let's go.
Astrid, where are you? Walter won't leave.
He thinks he can come up with a cure.
Does he have any idea how to do that? No, not yet.
Astrid, they're giving up.
The CDC doesn't wanna risk contamination so they're planning on killing everyone inside.
You can't be in there.
Walter will figure something out.
- We're gonna be fine.
- Astrid- - What did Agent Dunham want? - Nothing.
Help me drag this Dutchman into the kitchen.
There's a table in there and a sink.
Homo Sapiens persevered so something must have killed this virus.
Slower metabolism, evolving blood types.
Unless this wretched virus isn't organism-specific.
If I had an animal, a cat or a mouse No.
No, no, no.
No, there's no time for that, of course.
Walter? What can I do? I can't let Peter die again.
And he's going to.
They all will.
And there's nothing I can do about it.
Walter, do you remember this morning? What you said at the science museum? You said that Magellan set sail around the world with a crew of 237 people.
Two hundred thirty-seven, nearly all of whom died.
Yeah, but 18 of them didn't.
That's what you said, Walter.
Despite the odds, The rest died of scurvy, a slow, horrific death.
Uncontrollable diarrhea.
Pustulous bleeding.
They all died.
Except we're still here.
Seventy-five thousand years ago, the virus here wiped the planet clean but then life resumed.
So something must have killed it.
The active virus.
- Ash.
- Astrid.
No, ash.
Mount Toba the biggest volcanic eruption for the last 25 million years.
It blocked out the sun.
Sulfuric ash rained down all around the world.
Sulfur.
Sulfur.
That could be it.
- Where do we get sulfur? - Open the fridge.
Now, tell me what we got to work with.
Um There's diet soda.
There's relish.
There's, uh- There's yogurt.
There's string cheese, horseradish- Oh, horseradish! Horse- Grab that.
The glycoside in horseradish is high in sulfur.
If I'm right, this should attack the virus.
Sulfide diluted to four parts per million.
Then apply heat to catalyze the base.
One point five cc's should be enough.
Okay.
I got it.
McFADDEN: After we've notified the families of the deceased we'll release a statement: The virus has been controlled.
We don't have any fear of a further outbreak.
- Walter found a cure.
- I'll call you back.
This is what he needs.
A sulfide base, neuraminidase blocker.
We'd need a chemical supply lab.
- The closest one's in Wellesley.
- Okay.
- Several hours to synthesize an antidote.
Let me out! I'm sorry, we just don't have that long.
That glass isn't gonna hold much longer.
- What if we buy you time? - What are you thinking? Fentanyl gas.
Pump it inside the building knock them out long enough to synthesize a cure.
We could have a truck here in 10 minutes.
No, it wouldn't disperse.
The ventilation system is down.
I can't risk any more of my people to turn it on.
Then I'll do it.
That's up to Agent Broyles, not me.
You've got 15 minutes.
- After that, I can't take the chance.
- Yes, sir.
Dunham, the gas truck is here.
What's your 20? I'm in the elevator proceeding to the parking garage.
You can't keep us in here! Aah! Keep those valves open.
Listen, I'm here to help you.
Give me the gun, Olivia.
- Peter, they're gonna shoot you.
- They're going to kill us anyway.
The cure is out there.
They're lying to us.
And you locked me in here.
You betrayed me! Stay down.
Dunham.
Agent Dunham, can you hear me? - Agent Farnsworth.
Sir.
Is the ventilation system on? No, sir, it's still off.
Olivia hasn't made it yet.
We have to move.
I gave you 15 minutes.
I understand you have operational authority here.
There are people in there that are family to me.
- Another 10 minutes.
- I'm sorry.
The fans are on.
You're a go.
- Here, put this on.
- Why? Trust me.
You're gonna be okay, Peter.
Just rest, son.
Son.
Thank you.
All of you.
You feeling better? Oliv- Ahem.
I'm sorry.
You weren't yourself.
It's lucky for me that you were.
Walter.
Um Inside, upstairs when you said, "I can't let Peter die again" what did you mean by that? Some things are meant to be left alone, Agent Farnsworth.