The Best Fringe, Season 2, Episode 22 Quotes

Agent: I was thinkin' "Hey, Saturday. Maybe a slow day for once". No rest for the wicked.
Bolivia: Oh, you're not wicked, Charlie. You just pretend really, really well.

Senator: They may look like us, but don't be fooled, Olivia. They are monsters in our skin.

- Damn it. We're in potential quarantine range here, sir.
- Send up a looker. Stat.
Tech: A looker's being dispatched now, sir.
- Hi. I'm agent Dunham, fringe division.
- Can I see your show-me, please?
- Yeah, sure. You ain't gonna quarantine the place, right?
- There's nothing to worry about.
- But if you could tell me what you saw?
- Even small things could be important.

- -Sweet.
- Me or the strawberry?
- What would you like this time?
- To feel what I'm feeling?
- Or what you're feeling?

- Who are you?
- I was never lucky, you know?
- Sometimes people need some good luck.
- Tonight, I guess that's me.
- Who else do we have?

- Bell has betrayed us.
- Run, run, run!
- Lincoln: Don't move!
- Agent 1: Go, go, go! Watch your cover!

- Which I suppose is because of me.
- No. Listen, Peter. In the end...
- We have to take responsibility for our own decisions, the good and the bad.
- Your father's going to be so pleased to see you.
- He said he wanted me to help him with something.
- Yes. He's staying in the city tonight, but he asked me to give you this.

- About six weeks ago, massive dynamic proposed a series of experiments...
- To help them gain control of and re-purpose their abilities.
- These three have been successful.
- James Heath can now cure disease, not cause it.
- Sally Clark is becoming a fully functional pyrokinetic.
- And your friend Nick Lane's empathic transfers can now be controlled.

- I received Nina's message...
- But when I got there it was too late, there was nothing I could do.
- My dear Olivia. I know you have good reason not to trust me...
- But I'm afraid you're going to have to.
- Walter is in trouble...
- And I'm quite confident we don't have much time.

- It was just bad luck of the draw, is all.
- Come on, no more work.
- I know what you need.
- Yeah? What's that?
- Oh, you are a god.
- I'll get the oil.
- Really?
- On your last night?

- Hello?
Walternate: Hello, agent Dunham, there's something I'm supposed to remember and I can't...
- But it's about Peter.
- Walter?
- I think something is going to happen to him.
- Something... something terrible.

Nick: Do you see him? William bell?
- There's a water fountain.
- Come on, I think it'll help.
- Are we late?
- Maybe he didn't get the message.

- Nick?
- I think I'm staying here.
- You stay, we stay together.
- Look, I don't wanna hurt you.
- Step away.
- Screw you.

- In truth, the two universes are overlapping.
- And to get to the other side, our universe needs to pass through you.
- Literally. Like water passing through a cheesecloth.
- Our cells need to separate on an atomic level.
- Problem is, when they come back together...
- They don't come back together with the same cohesion.

- Dr. Bishop has identified a likely spot to attempt a crossover.
- Brooklyn, New York.
- You go at 0800 tomorrow morning.
- You might wanna get some rest.
James: Hey, FBI guy.
- We're about to go save the world, right?
- Two worlds even.
- Can't we have a night off?
- Whatever they want.

- Do you really understand all these?
- Maybe.
- I'm not sure yet.
- Good night, Peter.
- Night.

- What about you?
- My dad knew him.
- That explains so much.
- You don't wanna leak worms all over the guy.
- Makes a bad first impression.
- They're not worms.
- He's waiting for you. Go in.

- Recommendation, agent Farnsworth.
- Calculating.
- Device: Massive loss of life will result.
- Really?
- Device: Forty seconds to quarantine.
- Quarantine device unlocked.
- I didn't even update my will.
- Massive loss of life will result.
- Frank would just spend it anyway.
- Warning, 30 seconds to quarantine.
- Recommendation, agent Farnsworth.

- I'm burning up, Nick.
- It'll be fine, baby.

- I'm okay.
- You must be starving.
- I made some eggs and bacon.
- Do you still like bacon?
- When you were a boy, we...
- I love bacon.
- Oh, Peter.
- I've missed you so much.

- Opening like a curtain.
- Allow the universe to pass right through you.
- Allow your imagination to take you to the other side.
- James. James. James.
- Help me!
Olivia: Walter, what do we do?
- Look.
- We made it.

- Scan your ID, lady.
Olivia: Sorry.
- We're gonna have to walk.
- Central park is 59th street, three miles from here.
- Okay, then, we better get started.

- I... I like it here.
- Maybe... maybe we can stay.
- I'm gonna stay.
- I know, baby.
- I know.
- Come on, let's go.

- Dizzy.
- Must be the onset of hemorrhagic shock.
- But I'm still walking...
- So the bullet couldn't have hit my spinal column.
- I'll be perfectly fine.
- Excuse me.

- Agent 2 [over radio]: Man down.
- Med team to greyshot bridge. Man down.
Olivia: Lincoln?
- Liv.
- Hey.
- Where's the ambulance?

Walternate: I can take you back where you belong, son.
- They have our coordinates.
- But if you come with me, you won't be able to come back here.
- You have to make a choice, Peter.
Peter: Let's go.

- Very good, baby.
- Welcome to the monkey house.

- No data yet. On site in less than 60 seconds.
- As long as it's not bugs.
- Oh, it's probably bugs.
- What? Bugs like you.
- On my six.
- Man 1: Go, go, go!
- Man 2: Move, move, move!
- I want science and risk reports in three minutes.

- The $20 bill was...
- From the other side. And so was he.
- And I suspect he didn't come alone.
- As you know, I am not a lover of war...
- But I have reason to believe that these invaders are anything but peaceful.
- They must be found.
- And they must be found quickly.
- We'll get them, sir.

- Okay. Check this out.
- Who the hell is Jackson?
Walternate: [whispering] Olivia!
- Come on. Come on. Let's go.
- Keep down.
- Come on. Come on.

- Now, I want you to clear your minds and just relax, all right?
- Now ignore everything except the sound of my voice.
- Now spread out your arms.
- You remember how.
- Spread them out to each other. Yes.
- I want you to think back to when you were just young children.
- Back to when you were just young boys and girls.