Fringe s03e21 Episode Script

We were able to identify your grandson inherited from his mother.
Hopefully that's enough to activate the machine.
Previously on Fringe: The machine came on by itself without Peter.
The vortex appeared above this field.
If it's the end, this is just the beginning.
That machine was made for me.
We thought I could turn the machine on.
Maybe I can turn it off.
I think this is what I'm supposed to do.
- I was never good at letting you go.
- This time you have to.
Peter! Peter, I'm here, son.
You're up.
Of course.
I was just resting my eyes.
How is he? - His pulse is strong.
- I just spoke with Dr.
Levin.
She's planning on keeping him sedated for at least another 12 hours.
She thinks the fact that his vitals are stable is a very positive sign.
She's hopeful he's gonna come out without any damage.
She can't possibly know that.
Peter interacted with a machine of immense power.
A surge like that could've disrupted his neural patterns created memory deficits, aphasia - Walter.
Let's wait and see, okay? How about we go for a walk? You know you haven't eaten in hours.
The cafeteria's just downstairs.
I think I saw tapioca pudding on the menu.
All right.
I can't deny I'm hungry.
Riders on the storm Riders on the storm Hey, Dad.
Something weird just happened.
- What's up, Nate? - Are you feeling sick? No, l What the hell was that? - Are you okay, Nate? - I think so.
It's okay, buddy.
It's over.
Wait here.
I'm gonna take a look.
- Gary, no! - You'll be safe in the car.
Just stay down, don't touch anything.
It wasn't supposed to happen this way.
- What do you mean "this way"? - It's already on.
It's been on for 32 hours.
But how can that be? This doesn't make sense.
Walter thinks that the machines are quantum entangled and that this machine was triggered when they activated theirs.
Even so, how did they turn it on in the first place? This machine was built for Peter.
Only he can operate it.
He tried, but the machine sent him flying.
Hotwired.
It's tricked into thinking he's inside.
That's why it's repelling anyone or anything trying to enter.
So you're thinking it's malfunctioning? What I'm saying is it's frustrated, in a manner of speaking.
That's why you're seeing all this damage.
It's not a doomsday device, but it's acting like one.
Okay.
So how do we stop it? In case of emergency, break glass.
I believe there's a way we can disarm the force field and let Peter in safely.
Okay, I read the First People book and there's nothing in it about that.
Not in your book.
This is the manuscript the books are based on.
- These pages were never published.
- Okay, so, what am I looking at? This is a box.
This is the key that opens the box.
- But what's inside the box? - According to this, a crowbar of sorts.
- A crowbar? - Yes.
It'll pry the force field open Iong enough for Peter to get in.
And what happens if he does? Does he die? - No.
I don't think so.
- You don't think so? As I understand it, the machine is indestructible.
So if Peter gets in, he should be safe.
- Okay, so where are these now? - Come on.
It's been a long time since I've seen a classic fruit cocktail.
Why do you suppose that is? I suppose loading fruit with sugar, artificial flavors and dyes has just fallen out of favor.
- That's a shame, isn't it? Not a fire, it's a freak lightning storm.
I need you to call the Burn Center and see how many they can take.
Second-degree burns.
Trauma 4 is ready.
It's getting worse.
We don't know this has to do with the machine.
- Let me know how many casualties.
- I think we do.
- I want another team, get the governor.
- What happened? Dry lightning storm outside Worcester.
Twenty-five people injured and similar storms reported up the Eastern Seaboard.
Electrostatic fluctuations in the atmosphere.
I'm not surprised.
Sorry.
I have to take this.
Yes, put him through.
Mr.
Governor.
- We should get back to Peter.
- This is a Fringe event.
- We need to get to the lab.
- I'm not leaving.
Peter would not want you to do nothing.
I'll make sure the hospital calls us.
- We'll be back before he wakes up.
- I'm out of ideas.
Forgive me if I'd like to spend my remaining time with my son.
What about Olivia? You saw how hard it was for her to leave him.
But she's out trying to find a way to end this.
I, too, have tried.
I went so far as to ask God for help.
- How did he respond? Nothing.
- That's your excuse? Come on, now.
What have you done, Walter? God helps those who help themselves.
- Poor Richard's Almanack.
- What? Ben Franklin.
That was his phrase.
"God helps those who help themselves.
" You're right.
We have to investigate.
We can't begin to neutralize this until we understand.
- Where are we going? - To get my kite.
- The thing is, I'm not the first Sam Weiss.
- So which Sam Weiss is this? My great, great, great, great grandfather.
He was digging for mastodon bones when he discovered an ancient manuscript instead.
- So he wrote the First People book? - That was the fifth Sam Weiss.
The third and fourth Sams spent their lives searching for the missing sections.
You're a dedicated bunch.
A machine with the power to create and destroy worlds shouldn't be taken lightly.
Dang, this is heavy.
Okay, let's go get the key.
No.
Maybe we shouldn't be doing this at all.
The crowbar is not to be used unless something goes wrong.
Look outside, Sam.
Something is going wrong.
The timeline is not right.
Maybe this is a cosmic hiccup.
- Maybe it will course correct.
- Or maybe destroy two universes.
That's exactly my point.
Generations of knowledge have been bestowed upon me.
No one said anything about the Other Side turning on the machine first.
Okay, Sam, I'm gonna make this easy.
I am armed and I want you to take me to the key now.
Ho, ho! That's it, come and get me! Strike me down, you sprites, you elves, you glorious blue jets! Walter, this can't possibly be safe.
Nonsense, I'm fully insulated.
Are you tracking the field strength? Yeah.
It's all over the place.
The needle won't sit still.
Ahh! Oh! Whoo! What was the voltage on that one? Uh I'm gonna go with "high.
" - We're not getting any more readings.
- What about barometric pressure? Walter! Oh, my God! Hey.
Hey.
Walter.
- What happened? - You just got struck by lightning twice.
That's it.
The missing variable.
- Oh, Ostrich, you are a genius.
- Why? Repetition, my dear.
We have to account for repetition.
Pack all this up.
We're going back to the lab.
- Okay.
- Ha, ha! ICU.
We've got two, maybe three free beds.
You're gonna have to send some of them to General.
Sir? You all right? What's your name? My name's Are you a patient? I need a crash cart in here.
Don't move.
I'll be right back.
Taxi! - Where you headed, pal? - Forty-second and Lex, please.
- Come again? - Forty-second and Lex.
Midtown.
Are you feeling okay? Yeah, I'm fine.
Why? Forty-second and Lexington is in New York, and we are in Pittsfield.
That's a pretty steep fare.
Forty-second and Lex, it is.
Appears we've got another problem.
The key's in there, the Whitley Museum.
Mayor's office has us setting up safety zones at the locations of the storms.
So, what's the radius? Six blocks.
We've had bigger.
Quincy, Somerville, two at Southie.
I barely have the manpower to keep up.
That's her, museum director.
I don't care.
I'm not leaving my museum unattended.
You remember what happened in Baghdad.
I'll call back.
- This is the agent I spoke to you about.
- Olivia Dunham.
FBI.
- Dr.
Christine Albright.
- Sam Weiss.
Patron member since '82.
Thank you so much for meeting us.
Are those the floor plans? Mm-hm.
- There.
That's where the key is.
- You sure? - Positive.
- That's the Native American wing.
I curated those exhibits myself.
There's no key.
- I beg to differ.
- Okay, what's the most direct route that way? You want to go in? You can't, it's not safe.
Never seen anything like it.
- Lightning coming out of thin air.
- Inside the museum? - Inside all the buildings on the block.
- That's a chance we're gonna have to take.
Go through the front entrance.
That's the quickest route.
Please, be considerate.
We've lost enough priceless artwork for one day.
You have our word.
Here's everything, including the latest raw data from Massive Dynamic.
Excellent.
Let's mark all the spots where lightning has struck more than once.
Because lightning shouldn't strike twice? That's a myth, as we know.
Lightning can and does strike twice, given the right conditions.
But the frequency of multiple strikes, that, we measure.
- This is gonna give us the pattern? - No, not by itself.
But when we compare it to the frequency of seismic events and multiple radiation and thermal spikes maybe.
Okay.
Seismic and radiation.
And thermal.
What do you see, dear? These X's line up perfectly.
What else? Fringe events seem to be clustered around two points.
The foci, and a rift seems to be forming in the axis between them.
Like they're tugging at each other.
This is where our machine is housed.
But why Liberty Island? Walternate.
Do you understand what you're suggesting? We're talking mass panic.
Do you have a contingency plan in place for that? Hold on.
I'll call you back.
Here we go.
A simple visual demonstration.
It's important that you pay attention.
These two magnets create a magnetic field between them.
As a result, these iron filings line up in a pattern consistent with that field.
- Your point? - The two machines.
They're acting just like the magnets.
Only in this case, across universes.
The pull between them creating this swath of events.
At one end, the hangar where we keep our machine.
The other end, Liberty Island.
The Department of Defense headquarters on the Other Side.
Where Walternate must have built his machine.
No other explanation.
But if we move our machine to the same spot as theirs we slow the pace of destruction.
You wanna move our machine and park it offshore from the most populated city in the country? Yes.
Astrid's already working out the logistics for stable transport.
But when the machines are together, won't that increase the intensity? Yes, but it will buy us time.
Olivia's looking for a way to get Peter inside the machine.
We have to contain the damage until she succeeds and pray that Peter is ready.
Phillip.
I know it sounds crazy but it's our only viable option.
- There it is.
- The key? I don't see it.
That's the beauty.
No one can.
Sam.
Do you hear that? - Is it the lights? - It's not the lights.
Get down! You get the key.
I'll disable the alarm.
It's not working.
It was short circuited by the lightning.
We won't make it.
- Oh, my God, Sam.
- I work in a bowling alley.
Okay, come on.
That's the key? - Incredible.
- Okay, so, what do I do? I don't know.
I told you, the instructions are incomplete.
There's nowhere for it to go.
Are you sure this is the right key? Are you kidding? My father took me to the museum hundreds of times.
Believe me, you have no idea how boring that You did it.
Sam.
That's the crowbar? What is it? It's you.
What does the drawing mean, Walter? And why am I in it? Well, if it's a companion to the original picture it means that you and Peter both have a connection with the machine.
But why? I mean, why am I connected to it? Perhaps your friend here could enlighten us.
All I know is the original manuscript was very clear on this point.
The lock box contains the crowbar.
Then the answer is unavoidable.
You have the ability to turn off the force field that's keeping Peter out.
Open the machine long enough for him to get inside.
How am I supposed to do that? The answer lies in the drawing.
Otherwise, why draw it? Let's see.
Brain waves, it would seem.
- Hey, careful with that.
- Mm-hm.
There's your answer.
You, Olivia, have the power to bend things with your mind.
That's what you're doing if you look at it the right way.
- You're not seriously talking about - Telekinesis.
- I can't.
- Yes, you can.
You've done it before.
Two years ago.
David Robert Jones.
She defused a bomb by turning off some lights with her mind.
- That was different.
- Less advanced.
Though I'm afraid there's something else.
Since it's the machine on the Other Side that's turned on that's the machine you'll have to interact with.
You're not suggesting I need to cross over? No.
The same part of your mind that allows you to cross over contains your ability of telekinesis.
They should be able to work together in combination.
To control the machine over there from over here.
- In theory, yes.
- No, it's ridiculous.
And even if it was possible, manipulating a light is nothing compared to manipulating the machine.
Right, of course.
Requires a much greater degree of control.
We have to practice.
Start on something smaller.
How do we do that? This is the typewriter that the other Olivia used to communicate with the Other Side.
Like the machines, it is quantum entangled with its counterpart.
In this case, whatever's typed on one appears on the other which makes it the perfect means for testing your abilities.
- You ready to give it a try? - So how? Okay, clear your mind.
Look into the mirror.
Imagine that you are looking at the typewriter on the Other Side.
Now, press those keys using your mind.
- Walter, this is - Don't expect it to happen quickly.
It's like meditating.
You need to focus on something specific.
A word.
A phrase.
And be patient.
Okay.
Walter, maybe if you gave me some Cortexiphan.
At this point, it would do you more harm than good.
These abilities are inside you, Olivia.
You simply need to harness them.
Walter, I don't know how.
I never have.
I know what it's like to feel unequal to the task required of you.
To feel incapable.
I'll never be the man I was but I've come to embrace those parts of my mind that are peculiar.
Broken.
I understand now that's what makes my mind special.
I wish you could see yourself the way I see you.
You have no idea how extraordinary you are.
If you can embrace that, there's no end to what you can do.
I know that you want to believe in me.
And I want to believe in me.
But believing doesn't make it true.
Just try.
It's okay.
Take a break and try again.
Hm? The hospital just called.
Peter's missing.
Excuse me.
Do you? Excuse me.
Do you know if there's a pawn shop around here? - I've been here before, but - Sorry, man.
I'm sorry to disturb you, but It's really important.
- I could have sworn there was one - I don't know.
I think there's one over on Third Avenue.
On Third? Thank you.
- Can I see these? - Sure.
You a collector? I was.
When I was a kid.
They're graded and authenticated.
Price-wise, everything in here, This one.
Silver half dollar.
It's my favorite.
It always brings me luck.
Walter, they searched the house.
There's no sign of him.
What if he can't remember our address? - Walter, let's not assume the worst.
- Is that what you think I'm doing? Because it is a fact that Peter sustained a massive blow to the head.
It is a fact that he was in a hospital less than 10 hours ago.
It is a fact we haven't got the slightest clue how that machine affected him.
So please, do not accuse me of making assumptions.
I'm sorry, Astrid.
I know you're scared, Walter.
Okay.
Peter's credit card has been used twice in the past two hours.
Eight hundred dollars to the Western Massachusetts Cab Company and $600 to a pawn shop in Manhattan.
- He took a cab to New York.
- It appears so.
Until we speak to the driver, we won't know.
What would he be looking for in New York? - You can't be here.
We're evacuating.
- I have to talk to my father.
- I have something to show him.
- Who is your father? Walter Bishop.
The secretary of defense.
- Thank you.
Any word from Peter? - No.
- What are you doing? - Reading.
That's a lie.
I'm trying to read.
A pathetic attempt to distract myself with ancient gossip.
Better than thinking about what I've done.
- Sam, you didn't do anything.
- I intervened.
- I didn't give you an option.
- We just got word Peter's been found.
- Is he all right? - He's alert, answering questions.
Transport's waiting for us.
- Where is he? - Liberty Island.
- The machine has arrived there.
- I'll get my coat.
And some Dramamine.
This is where you get off.
Official personnel only.
Sam, whatever's happening, it's not over.
- Good luck, Olivia.
- Thank you.
Peter, what on earth made you come here? Are you all right, son? There are two of you, aren't there? I think I've been confused.
- What year is it? - 2011.
- President? - Obama.
Nausea, headaches, ear ringing? Physically I feel fine.
And who is that woman over there? Olivia.
What's the last thing you remember before you woke up in the hospital? I remember getting into the machine.
Or trying to.
Good.
And do you know me? I know you're not the secretary of defense.
The sweater's a dead giveaway.
Good.
The fact that your memory's returning is a sign that your confusion is temporary.
You're gonna be okay, Peter.
Where did you get this? Walter? The machine.
I thought you had a plan to contain the pressure.
The system wasn't designed for sudden fluctuations.
What can we do to compensate? I'm afraid so long as the machine is on, there is nothing we can do.
Oh, Peter, I was worried about you.
I'm okay.
Let's just figure this out.
The drawing implies you need to use telekinesis? Is Walter sure? Well, Walter's educated guess is as good as we have.
Well, I mean, I've tried.
I concentrated on a phrase like Walter asked me to do and, still, nothing.
Well, what was the phrase? - What do you mean it's working? - I heard the keys tapping away.
It keeps typing the same message.
Are you doing that? - What's the message? - "Be a better man than your father.
" There's a boat leaving in five minutes.
I want all non-essential personnel on it.
That means get out now! Don't worry.
Just think of it as a giant typewriter.
- Do you know what to do? - I think so.
- The tremors are getting stronger.
- Exponential micro-quakes.
Building towards a massive event.
I suspect we don't have much time left.
Walter, what if I can't do it? What if I can't turn it off? I have known you for a long time, Olivia.
And I believe that the drawing was no accident.
Whoever did it knew the same as I do that you don't fail.
You ready? No.
You? No.
Don't say I never took you anywhere.
You can do this.
Notify the secretary.
There's something happening to the machine.
You did it.
Peter.
I love you.
Wish me luck.
Dear God.
All civilians please evacuate immediately.
Agent Bishop! Agent Bishop, take cover! Fringe Division? - Where the hell am I? - Sir, you've been hit.
Medic! I need a medic now!