Olivia: What did Jones want from you? What did he do to you in the elevator?
Nina: He stole a very powerful... energy cell that Dr. Bell hid within my arm.
Olivia: What can he do with it?
Nina: Unfortunately, the question is, what can't he do?

Olivia: I fell like I'm losing my mind.
Walter: Oh, I don't think so. If you were actually going insane, you'd likely have no idea what's happening. Take it from me.

Olivia: Walter, I need you to tell me what exactly you would need to create a genetic hybrid. Like, specific items, so I can see if Robert Swift bought any of it.
Walter: I would need some sodium bicarbonate and a house in he country, a place to be alone in my thoughts. Some Mahler for the late nights. And time. A lot of time.
Peter: I know. It's like he's on another planet.

Olivia: Walter, have you got any idea what kind of animal would be in a lab that could do this?
Walter: Well, judging by the wounds, I'd say two or three different ones, actually.
Peter: Right, a motley crew of lab animals got together and decided to exact their revenge on mankind.

Peter: You know, until this year I'd never actually been to a mental hospital.
Olivia: Learn to like new things.

Peter: She had a bad dream.
Olivia: No, I could smell the platform. I saw her baby staring at me. I saw her face before I saw the news. How is that possible?
Walter: Opium?

The man was clever enough to Star Trek himself out of a maximum security German prison.

Olivia: I was hoping you might have one of your... weird connections...
Peter: Weird connections?
Olivia: They're always a little weird.
Peter: Well, you're always a little weird.

Olivia: Is your father about?
Peter: Right here. Why don't you ask him what he's doing?
Olivia: I'd rather not.

Olivia: Prep Hicks. Ready or not, we're administering the antidote.
Walter: An experiment. How exhilarating.

Olivia: Cut open his hand.
Peter: What?
Olivia: I want to see if there's a disk in it like Bowman's.
Walter: I like cutting.

Peter: I think I got a guy who can help us.
Olivia: Who?
Peter: Do you really want to know?
Olivia: Good point.

Fringe Quotes

Walter: It's a shame I don't have a lab. I'd like to examine him.
Peter: You do have a lab, Walter. Your lab at Harvard.
Walter: Yes. I do, don't I?

Just your average multi-national corporation specializing in secret bio research and defense contracting. Massive Dynamic. Seems like such an innocent name for a corporation, don't you think?

Peter

Fringe Music

  Song Artist
Song Poor Little Fool Ricky Nelson iTunes
Dear Mr. Fantasy Traffic iTunes
Blue Bayou Roy Orbison iTunes