PETER: Medford?
OLIVIA: No.
PETER: Holliston?
OLIVIA: Uh, only if I am being punished.
PETER: Wayburn?
OLIVIA: Only if I’m dead.
PETER: Alright. How about Lexington? Three beds, central heat and air, dog run. Did you know that I had a Lab when I was growing up?
OLIVIA: No, I thought you were allergic.
PETER: I was, but Walter made him non-allergenic. It’s got a working fireplace in the bedroom.
OLIVIA: Nursery?
PETER: Nursery?
OLIVIA: Nursery.


ALT!LIV: See, I’m surprised that you’re not going back with him.
LINCOLN: I told you I’d help find the people who killed your partner. And mine. And until we do that, I’m not going anywhere. Look, it might not feel like it now, but it does get better.


ALT!LIV: Can’t you sleep? Is the bed too hard?
WALTER: No, I was sleeping like a baby. Sadly my bladder was not. You’re a lot like her, you know? The other Olivia. She has trouble sleeping too when there’s an open case.
ALT!LIV: It’s not the case. It’s the evidence from Lincoln’s murder.
WALTER: I see. Are you looking for something in particular?
ALT!LIV: A mole. The night that he died, we were transporting a prisoner, and someone must have let Jones’s men know the location of our convoy. And then he sent his people into ambush us. I’m sorry, I don’t usually drink, and my ex, Frank, he left this here when he moved out.
WALTER: Are these the rest of Frank’s belongings?
ALT!LIV: No.  That’s everything that Lincoln had left in Fringe Division. And I’m supposed to give it to his parents, And I just can’t face them, not until I got something more to tell them. And I thought this would give me some courage, but all it’s done is just make me feel a little bit sick.
WALTER: Well I have just the thing for that. Some people swear by hair of the dog, but I prefer nature’s sponge, the egg. It won’t be long.


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EDWARD: All set. Enjoy. Can I help you?
PETER: I hope so. The lady here is looking for a book called Lake of the Long Sun, by Gene Wolf. Do you know him?
EDWARD: Are you kidding me? I worship him. And a girl as beautiful as you who likes Sci-Fi is a girl after my own heart. I’m Ed, by the way.
OLIVIA: Olivia. Sorry, taken.


Lincoln: Are you okay? I mean, with all you’ve been through in the past few days… You know, if you ever… need anything… I’m here.
Olivia: I know.