Walter: It's a beautiful name.
Astrid: What is?
Walter: Astrid.

You are my favorite thing, Peter, my very favorite thing.

Blasted thing. What I wouldn't give for a good old-fashioned tumor-inducing cell phone.

Walter: The sacrifice is hard son, but you're no stranger to it.
Peter: Neither are you, dad. You sacrificed a lot.

Peter: It was on Liberty Island. We closed that bridge 24 years ago. For all we know, the Observers could have invaded as well. We have no way of knowing what happened.
Astrid: Not necessarily. The universe window. Why don't we just have a look?
Walter: Of course. That's brilliant Ashcat! Ha. Peter. Help us with the window.

Walter: When you pulled us from the lake, you said the boy is important, he must live. You weren't referring to my son, you were referring to yours.
Donald: Yes. Did he show you anything else?
Walter: Yes. And there's one thing I haven't told the others. He showed me that in order for the plan to work, I would have to sacrifice myself.

Before I met him I didn't think it was possible to love you more. But now, knowing what we've been through and everything we've had, I do. You never liked public displays of affection, or going number two in a public restroom. I remember that, too.

Peter: What is this boy? How could he do this for you, enable you to see a life you didn't live?
Walter: I'm not sure, but I feel it.

Olivia: Walter, why did you remove your trunks?
Walter: I was feeling too restrictive. My body needs to be as free and open as my mind is so I can find September.
Olivia: Are you feeling sufficiently free and open now?
Walter: I am. Let's get started.

Walter: How badly does it hurt?
Peter: There is no pain.

Peter: Trust me when I tell you, I am in complete control.
Walter: I don't believe you are in control. Son, you promised me. You said you would be there for me, do you remember, to keep me from slipping? I need you. I'm begging you. Please come back in and let me run some tests.

Belly used the same combination for everything. Too much LSD I suppose.

Fringe Quotes

I just hit a swarm of locusts. It's like the blessed apocalypse.

Rancher

I'll be a toe on a foot in a grave.

Simon

Fringe Music

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