Fire up that laser, Agnes. Let's get that hand out of amber.

Walter: Please son, whatever happens, don't let me go.
Peter: I won't dad, I promise.

Don't you see Peter? I'm not safe. It's my mind. Ever since the pieces of my brain were re-implanted, it's been changing me back into the man I was before. Bit by bit, I'm losing myself Peter. I'm losing the man that you helped me become.

Abner, why did you leave the propane tank there if the first place?

Don't you understand this is Greek to me, except that I speak Greek. This is Aramaic to me. Not the western dialect, I do speak it.

(Laughs) You electrocuted me.

Olivia: How is it coming?
Walter: Fast as a snail! At this rate, we'll save the world in another 21 years!

Astrid: Walter, is there a mine there?
Walter: Mime? The only mime I know of is Marcel Marceau. What does he have to do with any of this?

I don't think I should travel. My feet are swollen from standing in front of the amber all day. I should stay here and regroup. What?

Astral, I'm going to need a sharp scalpal and my long handle stainless spoon.

Criterion collection, forgive me.

When did I switch to grape?

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