Peter: Walter, remember that conversation we had about personal space?
Walter: I'm bored. No cadavers at this crime scene. Or food.

Peter: Are you suggesting that this was some sort of Russian experiment?
Walter: Because they're from the other side of the world, Peter, it it so hard to believe they have their own stripe of the inconceivable? Really I'm always amazed at their advancements even 40 years ago. You wouldn't believe what those pinkos were up to.

Olivia: Walter, do you have any thoughts?
Walter: Reminds me of Christmas. Like a fire log that burns so hot it remains intact., holding the shape of its former self. You used to love that when you were a child. You'd poke the log with your little finger when it had cooled, and you'd draw genitalia on the reindeer decorations.
Peter: Happy memories, Walter.

Walter: I need help putting this on.
Astrid: Walter, I do not think this is a very good idea.
Walter: Don't be such a grinch. I've told you science should be fun.

Walter: The ride back was invigorating. The turbulence over Ohio was like being in the belly of a seizing whale. I screamed like a little girl.
Astrid: I'm sure that went over well with the rest of the passengers.

Don't worry, Son. I promise to wear my shorts to bed so that if you bring any young ladies home, there won't be any embarrassing moments.

Dear, I'm not certain that you're not simply a figment of my imagination.

Farnsworth, get my portable chemistry set. This means bodies.

Peter: That was Olivia. Agent Jessup told her Hughes may have killed his wife and child 17 years ago.
Walter: Oh, finally some good news. I assumes we can dig them up. I haven't had any bodies to examine.

Walter: The base solution contains human DNA, male, I think. Of course, it's a mutation. Perhaps a whole new stage of human evolution. Wouldn't that be fantastic?
Peter: If we've stumbled up a mutant? No. Fantastic's not the first word that pops into my mind.
Walter: We're all mutants. What's more remarkable is how many of us appear to be normal.

Peter: How's it going, Walter?
Walter: I plan to urinate in 23 minutes.
Peter: Good to know.
Walter: I'm telling you because I'm going to need help unzipping my fly. I can't feel my hand.

Sheriff Golightly: Be damned if I know what to make of it.
Walter: Well, we're all victims of our own gene pool. Someone must have peed in yours.

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

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