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#115 : L'enfant sauvage

Quelques secondes avant qu'un bâtiment soit démoli, un mystérieux enfant muet qui a vécu seul dans un souterrain est découvert. Quand la Fringe Division enquête, le garçon forme une connexion télépathique avec l’Agent Olivia Dunham.

En attendant, un Serial Killer spécialement macabre refait surface et présente son “art” en montrant son travail publiquement.

Pendant que le garçon assimile progressivement son nouvel environnement, Olivia et l'équipe s’engagent dans une course contre la montre afin d’empêcher le Serial Killer de promouvoir plus de macabre.

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Titre VO
Inner Child

Titre VF
L'enfant sauvage

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Fringe 115 Inner Child: The Observer

Fringe 115 Inner Child: The Observer


Fringe Sneak Peek 115: Inner Child

Fringe Sneak Peek 115: Inner Child


Walter Bishop Dance

Walter Bishop Dance


Fringe 1x15 Olivia's apartment

Fringe 1x15 Olivia's apartment


Fringe 1x15 Olivia's Living room and bedroom

Fringe 1x15 Olivia's Living room and bedroom


Peter: "My father, ladies and gentlemen."

Peter: "My father, ladies and gentlemen."


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Fringe Preview 115: Inner Child


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Fringe, Olivia 1x15 Inner Child


New Fringe (Episode 1x15 Inner Child) Returns in April Promo

New Fringe (Episode 1x15 Inner Child) Returns in April Promo


Walter, What are you doing? / FRINGE

Walter, What are you doing? / FRINGE


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Walter (John Noble) essaie d'amuser l'enfant mystérieux

Walter (John Noble) essaie d'amuser l'enfant mystérieux

Peter (Joshua Jackson), Walter (John Noble), Olivia (Anna Torv) et Phillip (Lance Reddick) sont à l'hôpital pour la nouvelle affaire

Peter (Joshua Jackson), Walter (John Noble), Olivia (Anna Torv) et Phillip (Lance Reddick) sont à l'hôpital pour la nouvelle affaire

Olivia (Anna Torv) quitte l'hôpital avec l'enfant (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) quitte l'hôpital avec l'enfant (Spencer List)

Peter (Joshua Jackson) donne l'un de ses anciens jouets à l'enfant (Spencer List)

Peter (Joshua Jackson) donne l'un de ses anciens jouets à l'enfant (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) rassure l'enfant (Spencer List) pendant que Peter (Joshua Jackson) et Walter (John Noble) lui enfile un casque d'électrodes sur la tête

Olivia (Anna Torv) rassure l'enfant (Spencer List) pendant que Peter (Joshua Jackson) et Walter (John Noble) lui enfile un casque d'électrodes sur la tête

Phillip (Lance Reddick) et Olivia (Anna Torv) se renseigne sur le mystérieux enfant

Phillip (Lance Reddick) et Olivia (Anna Torv) se renseigne sur le mystérieux enfant

Olivia (Anna Torv) rassure l'enfant mystérieux (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) rassure l'enfant mystérieux (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) tente de communiquer avec l'enfant mystérieux (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) tente de communiquer avec l'enfant mystérieux (Spencer List)

Olivia (Anna Torv) annonce à l'enfant (Spencer List) qu'il va sortir de l'hôpital

Olivia (Anna Torv) annonce à l'enfant (Spencer List) qu'il va sortir de l'hôpital

Phillip (Lance Reddick), Peter (Joshua Jackson), Olivia (Anna Torv) et Walter (John Noble) regarde l'enfant à travers la vitre de l'hôpital

Phillip (Lance Reddick), Peter (Joshua Jackson), Olivia (Anna Torv) et Walter (John Noble) regarde l'enfant à travers la vitre de l'hôpital

Phillip (Lance Reddick) présente la nouvelle affaire à Peter (Joshua Jackson), Walter (John Noble) et Olivia (Anna Torv)

Phillip (Lance Reddick) présente la nouvelle affaire à Peter (Joshua Jackson), Walter (John Noble) et Olivia (Anna Torv)

Walter (John Noble) montre à l'enfant que son casque est inoffensif

Walter (John Noble) montre à l'enfant que son casque est inoffensif

L'enfant (Spencer List) n'est pas du tout rassuré malgré la présence d'Olivia (Anna Torv) quand Peter (Joshua Jackson) et Walter (John Noble) lui enfile le casque sur la tête

L'enfant (Spencer List) n'est pas du tout rassuré malgré la présence d'Olivia (Anna Torv) quand Peter (Joshua Jackson) et Walter (John Noble) lui enfile le casque sur la tête

Peter (Joshua Jackson) donne l'un de ses vieux jouets à l'enfant

Peter (Joshua Jackson) donne l'un de ses vieux jouets à l'enfant

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Scénaristes: Julia Cho, Brad Caleb Kane

 Frederick E.O. Toye

Guest Cast:
 Victor Williams (Phil), Matt Mulhern (Dennis), Sandra Daley (Dr. Winick), Jeremy Shamos (The Artist), Erik Palladino (Eliot Michaels), Ari Graynor (Rachel), Carolyn Feldschuh (Older Woman), Phil Nee (Archie), Spencer List (Mysterious Young Boy), Jimmy Palumbo (Mike), Lecy Goranson (Tattoo Girl), Carrie Keranen (Heavy Set Woman), Mary Lou Schriber (Nurse), Chad Gittens (Agent #1), Robyn Payne (Agent #2), Phil Nee (Archie Donnelly), Lilly Pilyblad (Ella)

Le script provient du site : FRINGEPEDIA


(a team of demolition experts assemble sticks of dynamite, blasting caps, timers, detonators and wire to drop a five story building)

PHIL: God, it's cold. Gettin' too damn old for this.

DENNIS: Make sure that blast cap's on tight.

PHIL: It's not the blast cap I'm worried about; it's my damn fingers.

DENNIS: Stop your complaining. We fall behind schedule, we violate our permit.

PHIL: Just a minute. Almost there. (joins workers who continue to search the building before it is destroyed)

MAN ON RADIO 1: Zone one clear.

MAN ON RADIO 2: Zone two clear.

MAN ON RADIO 3: Zone three clear.

MAN ON RADIO 4: Zone four clear.

MAN ON RADIO 5: Got a squatter in zone five. Getting him out. After that, we're clear here, too.

MAN ON RADIO 6: Zone six clear.

MAN ON RADIO 7: Zone seven's clear.

MIKE: (on radio) Okay, people. Building's clean. Wrap it up and get out. We're go for demolition in three minutes.

CONTROLLER ON RADIO: T-minus three minutes.

(Group of men are walking away from prepared building.)

DENNIS: So what's up, man? Stateside Diner, meatloaf sandwich?

PHIL: Thinking steak and eggs at Cora's.

DENNIS: Well, we could always head up Route Nine to Parkview.

PHIL: Sure...


PHIL: "What". The waitress. The brunette. What's her name?

DENNIS: Oh, Marcie? No, I wasn't even... I was thinking about the lean corned beef.

PHIL: Yeah, right, the lean corned beef named Marcie.

DENNIS: Hold up.

PHIL: What's the matter? You okay? Dennis, what's the problem?

DENNIS: Nothing. I don't know.

PHIL: - You swept it, right? - Sure.

DENNIS: I just... I don't know. All of a sudden I got a weird feeling.

PHIL: Yeah? Me too. Mine's called, "I don't wanna die looking at Dennis." Come on, man.

DENNIS: Hey, radio Mike, will ya? Tell him I wanna do another sweep.

PHIL: Come on, man, where you going? Dennis, they're holding the countdown for us. Damn it! Come on. Where we going?

DENNIS: I think we missed something. The plans show another room over here. Ahh, this doesn't make sense.

CONTROLLER ON RADIO: Phil, you got Dennis? What's going on? We don't have a lot of time.

DENNIS: Just two more minutes. We'll be right out. Do you hear that?

PHIL: What?

DENNIS: Sounds hollow.

PHIL: Come on, man, this place has been completely prepped. There's nothing underneath there, just solid foundation.

DENNIS: Does that sound solid to you?

PHIL: It's probably just frost damage.

DENNIS: The... the concrete's cracked. (hole breaks open under Dennis' feet. He falls, but is caught by Phil) Ohh!

PHIL: (on radio) Mike, I think you should come down here.

(joined by Mike, the three men explore the catacombs below the building with flashlights)

DENNIS: This was definitely not in the blueprints.

PHIL: God, and what's that smell?

DENNIS: What do you think this was?

PHIL: I don't know, but it's old.

DENNIS: Well, good, that narrows it down.

(in the dark dampness, the trio find what looks like a jail cell. something scurries to the back of the area)

PHIL: What the hell? (a naked, hairless Child huddles in the corner of the dark cell) Oh, my god.


Olivia's Bedroom - Early Morning

(Olivia awakens slowly to find her niece staring at her, waiting to talk)


ELLA: Mommy gets grumpy if I wake her too early.

OLIVIA: She always did. (grabs Ella and hauls her into bed) ...mmmm, come on. Oy, oy, oy. Well, do you want some... pancakes?

ELLA: Yes.

OLIVIA: Yeah? Mm-hmm.

Federal Building - Situation Room

CHARLIE: (walking through the office, he answers his cell phone) Francis. (listens) Hey, Jim. How are you, buddy? I saw that your mayor got himself into a little bit of trouble. That couldn't have been fun for you guys. (listens) When? (listens - then addresses everyone in the office) Has anyone taken anything from that fax in the last five minutes?

(receives an indistinct reply from across the room)

CHARLIE: (into phone) I'll call you back. (searches and locates a facsimile on the machine - a picure of a broken doll and text announcing the showing of 'A Brand New Work' -- today in Boston)

Olivia's Kitchen - Early Morning

RACHEL: Ugh, Liv, I'm sorry. I told her to let you sleep late.

OLIVIA: Oh, she did until... six-seventeen.

RACHEL: Yup, that sounds late for her.

(Ella enters kitchen with two garments.)

ELLA: Which one?

RACHEL: Uh, the yellow one.

ELLA: Aunt Liv?

OLIVIA: Definitely the yellow.

ELLA: Did you tell her?

RACHEL: Go get dressed.


RACHEL: We went apartment hunting yesterday.

OLIVIA: Really? You're thinking of moving to Boston?

RACHEL: Yeah, well, Ella loves it here, and so do I, so...

OLIVIA: Well, you know that you can stay here for as long as you want.

RACHEL: I know, but you don't need a little creature waking you up at 6:17 every morning.

OLIVIA: If that little creature is Ella, I am fine with it. (answers her cell phone) Hello.

CHARLIE: It's me. The Artist is back.

OLIVIA: How do you know? Did we receive another fax?

CHARLIE: Yeah. Hartford Field Office got one too.

OLIVIA: Well, did we get a trace?

CHARLIE: Sent from a copy store in Allston. So I've got Mason and Louis headed over to question the employees, see if someone can give us a description of whoever sent it.

OLIVIA: Okay, I'm gonna be there in fifteen minutes. (hangs-up)

RACHEL: Some new horrifying event you're not allowed to tell me about?

OLIVIA: Yeah. (answers cell again) Okay, now it's gonna be fourteen.

BROYLES: Excuse me, Agent Dun...?

OLIVIA: Oh, hey.

BROYLES: Get the Bishops soon. I need you to meet me at Children's Hospital.

OLIVIA: Actually, I just had an old case reopened, and I...

BROYLES: It can wait.

Boston Children's Hospital - Intake

(Broyles, Olivia, Walter and Peter walk down corridor toward isolation room. When they arrive, Broyles motions through window into room at the Child.)

BROYLES: After the boy was found, construction crews performed a search of the tunnels. It was determined they'd been sealed shut for at least 70 years. The place was a sarcophagus. The only living things down there were rats, insects ...and him.

OLIVIA: And we have no idea how he got down there?

(Broyles shakes his head.)

OLIVIA: He's so pale.

BROYLES: He seems to be developing some sort of pigmentation.

WALTER: Well, he probably hasn't seen sunlight in years.

PETER: Does he have a name?

BROYLES: He hasn't spoken a word since he was found. Doctor Bishop, any thoughts?

WALTER: Perhaps. But first I need a piece of special equipment. My turntable.

BROYLES: Is that some kind of lab equipment?

WALTER: No, a turntable. Record player. You enjoy music, don't you, Mister Broyles? Well, imagine the agony of having an extensive record collection, and having no means to play it.

PETER: The agony.

BROYLES: I'll have someone get right on that. (taps on window of isolation room to get attention of physician, who exits to hallway)

BROYLES: This is Doctor Winick, Chief of Pediatrics.

DR. WINICK: Look, I understand your agency's taken an interest in this child, but he's been through quite a trauma.

PETER: Is he sick?

DR. WINICK: Not as far as we can tell, but he's having difficulty breathing. We need to administer oxygen.

WALTER: No, don't. No. no. no. I wouldn't do that. You said the tunnel was sealed, is that correct? Well, then it's obvious that the child was trapped in a low-oxygen environment for so long that his body adapted to it. And that is why he's having trouble breathing.

DR. WINICK: I don't think so.

WALTER: (abrasively) Unless you have an IQ higher than mine, I'm not interested in what you think. Administering additional oxygen at the stage would simply cause his lungs to fill with fluid and drown him where he lies. (Walter makes eye contact with Broyles and Winick and calms somewhat) We need to deprive him of oxygen. Get him a nasal cannula and a tank with low oxygen content. Perhaps five percent to start. (Winick raises an eyebrow, but seems to understand)

(Olivia looks into the room and stares at the Child. They seem to bond)

A Laundromat - Sommerville, Mass

(Samantha Gilmore is removing clothes from a dryer and folding them. The Artist does the same in the near background)

THE ARTIST: A griffin.


THE ARTIST: Your tattoo. The body of a lion and the head of an eagle. That's a griffin, right?

SAMANTHA GILMORE: Just picked it outta the sample book. Thought it looked cool.

THE ARTIST: Oh, well. A nice choice. Did it hurt much? I always imagined getting a tattoo would hurt real bad.

SAMANTHA GILMORE: It's a good pain.

THE ARTIST: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass you or any...


(Gilmore watches as the Artist pushes back from the folding table and rolls away in a wheelchair. Gilmore looks moderately embarrassed about having been brusk with the man. Soon after, Gilmore exits the laundramat and walks to her motorcycle. She sees the Artist trying to place his laundry basket into his van.)

SAMANTHA GILMORE: Hey. Do you need a hand?

THE ARTIST: Uh, thanks, I got it. (pauses) Um, actually, you know, a little help would be great.

(Gilmore walks over and lifts the laundry basket)

THE ARTIST: Cool motorcycle. What make?

SAMANTHA GILMORE: '67 Harley Shovelhead.

THE ARTIST: She's a beauty.


(Gilmore turns her back to put the basket into the van. The Artist rises from his wheelchair and lunges at her with a hypodermic needle)


(in the back of his van, The Artist uses a saw and power drill. he wears a butchers apron and latex gloves and is covered in blood as he continues his work)

Children's Hospital - Improvement

(the Child sits in bed, breathing heavily with a nasal oxygen tube while the room full of adults waits and watches)

WALTER: Any minute, now.

DOCTOR WINICK: (as the heavy breathing abates) It worked.

WALTER: You'll want to increase the oxygen flow by ten percent every hour 'til he acclimates.

OLIVIA: So you said that he hasn't talked. How do we know he can hear?

DOCTOR WINICK: He responds to sound. And we examined his tympanic membrane, there's no physical damage. In fact, considering how he was found, he seems fairly healthy. His heart sounds fine, his blood pressure is strong.

OLIVIA: And how do we think he survived down there? I mean, what did he eat?

WALTER: Rats, I'd think. Moss, insects. High in protein. Tastier than you may think, especially millipedes. Although they all lack certain minerals which may account for his follicular dilemma.

PETER: (interjects) His baldness.

WALTER: Have you performed a urinalysis?

DOCTOR WINICK: We haven't been able to. We've been feeding him intravenously. He hasn't relieved himself since he arrived.

WALTER: Can't say I blame him for not wanting to try this. (picks-up a slice of dry toast) This looks worse than the dreadful food they served at St. Claire's.

DOCTOR WINICK: You were on staff at St. Claire's Asylum?

WALTER: No, no, no, not a medical doctor. I was a patient.

PETER: (diverting the conversation) Got such a sense of humor, huh?


PETER: Walter, what do ya say we keep those old St. Claire's stories to ourself, yeah?

OLIVIA: Hello. (approaches the Child tenderly) My name's Olivia. What's yours? (her phone startles her) It's my phone. (she answers it) It's Charlie. Hi. I'm, uh, still in the hospital.

WALTER: You won't remember this, Peter, but you didn't talk much either, as a child.

OLIVIA: (on her cell phone) Could you get me the address?

WALTER: In fact, you were quite shy.

(the Child watches intently as Olivia writes the location of the first victim in her notebook. he grabs her arm with a jolt, takes her pen and writes a name upside in the notebook)

WALTER: What's it say?

OLIVIA: Sam Gilmore.

PETER: He can write?

OLIVIA: Is that your name?

BROYLES: I'll see what we have on any Sam Gilmores in Massachusetts.

Coolidge Park

AGENT: (approaching the Artist's handiwork) The body was found just after 6:00 pm. This part of the park's usually empty this time of the year. Couple of kids were using it as a shortcut when they found her. Definitely the work of the artist. He clearly made alterations to the body post mortem, and put her out here for the whole world to see. Here's what we have so far. (hands Charlie a file) She's a local girl. A process server from Weston. Next of kin is being notified by local agents as we speak.

CHARLIE: Samantha Gilmore.

OLIVIA: Wait, did you say Sam Gilmore?

CHARLIE: Yeah. (opens the file to confirm the identity) Samantha Gilmore. You know her?

Federal Building - Briefing Room

CHARLIE: (to room full of agents) Our perp's name is the artist. Now, some of you here may recall that we had our first encounter with him three years ago. He killed four women in Lower Jamaica Plain over a period of two days. After the fourth murder he stopped.

OPERATOR: (on phone with Olivia) Are you holding for Dr. Winick?

CHARLIE: ...apparently he...

OLIVIA: (to Operator) Uh, yes.

CHARLIE: Samantha Gilmore, age twenty-four. Now, the killing bears all of the artist's trademarks. His M.O. is to kidnap, sedate, and kill his victims. Then after he kills them, using surgical tools and chemicals, he, in his mind, enhances their appearance. In this case he bleached her skin, removed multiple piercings, and dyed her hair,

OPERATOR: ...I'll tell Doctor Winick...

CHARLIE: like the others...

OLIVIA: (on phone) Thanks.

CHARLIE: It was preceded with a faxed invitation to view new work that was to be displayed somewhere in public.

BROYLES: (quietly at her desk, sitting) Anything yet?

OLIVIA: No. That was the hospital. They're giving the boy an MRI. When he's done I'm gonna go in and talk to him again. In the meantime I've sent his picture to Samantha Gilmore's friends and family, but, so far, no one recognizes him.

BROYLES: You didn't really expect that they would, did you?


BROYLES: So let me ask you the obvious. What's the connection?

(Walter and Peter enter after the briefing and share some reseach)

WALTER: (flipping through images in a book) Amala and Kamala, the wolf girls of India. And... and, ah... Marie-Angelique Memmie Leblanc, the wild girl of Champagne. They're all feral children who...who grew up completely isolated from human contact, surviving, like our boy, uh, for many years alone.

PETER: Yeah, but I'm guessing none of them could write upside-down.

BROYLES: You're saying that the boy grew up down there.

WALTER: Well, based on the blood work, yes. I'm fairly certain that the lack of vitamin D, for one, but also the complete absence of lactobacillus...

PETER: (interrupts) ...microorganisms is that help us digest. They're everywhere.

WALTER: Precisely. If the boy had spent any time above the ground, then he certainly would have absorbed those.

OLIVIA: But that still doesn't explain how he got there in the first place. You said that the place had been sealed off for decades. The boy couldn't be more than - ten?

WALTER: Well, he certainly looks that.

BROYLES: You believe he might be older.

WALTER: Well, given the environmental conditions... the lack of oxygen and light... and their impact on his biological development, he could be significantly older.

OLIVIA: But none of that explains how he knew Samantha Gilmore.

WALTER: No. That I can't explain. But good news, Mister Broyles, I have located my turntable, so I don't need you to purchase me one after all. It was under the sink in the john. So obvious. I was sitting on the toilet, and I...

PETER: Walter, I think that's probably enough information.

JUNIOR AGENT: (enters the room with a fax) Agent Dunham. We just got another one. The artist is going after another victim.

Walking The Dog

KATE HARPER: (walking her pet near a park) Easy, easy.

THE ARTIST: (approaching politely) That's a beautiful dog.

KATE HARPER: Thank you.

THE ARTIST: Is he friendly?

KATE HARPER: Of course. His name's Mack.

THE ARTIST: (kneels to greet the animal, smiles at Kate) Hey, Mack. Hey, Mackie. (pets the dog) Hi, Mack.


Children's Hospital - The Second Lead

OLIVIA: Hey. (knocks on the door, sits on the edge of the bed) They, uh... they told me that you haven't eaten anything solid yet. (pours some candies into her hand) So I, uh... I thought that you might like these more than the mystery meat. (tastes a candy) When I was a kid, I used to live on these. Except the yellow. Something about the color. Reminded me of medicine. You wanna try one? (the Child picks a candy up and studies it) That's it. Good. (he feeds it to Olivia) Thank you. Ahem. Yesterday you wrote down a name for me. (takes out her notebook) Remember? I thought today you could give me your name.

ELIOT MICHAELS: (walking in the room) You have a real way with him. Elliot Michaels. Department of Social Services.

OLIVIA: Uh, Olivia Dunham, FBI.

ELIOT MICHAELS: (to the Child) Um, you mind if I borrow Miss Dunham for a few minutes? I promise I'll bring her right back.

OLIVIA: (to the Child) I'll be just outside.

ELIOT MICHAELS: (in the hallway) Dr. Winick brought me up to speed about your interest in the boy's case.

OLIVIA: The circumstances by which he was found attracted our interest.

ELIOT MICHAELS: It's bizarre, huh? Have you been able to find out anything more about him? You know, first name, where he's from...

OLIVIA: Uh, no. I'm afraid not yet.

ELIOT MICHAELS: Well, I'm not gonna get in your way. I just thought I'd stop by and see him before I get the ball rolling.

OLIVIA: How so?

ELIOT MICHAELS: How so? Uh, well, you know... physically, it... it doesn't seem as if there's anything really wrong with him, so I've arranged to have him moved.

OLIVIA: Moved?

ELIOT MICHAELS: To a facility that can provide the treatment he needs.


ELIOT MICHAELS: Tomorrow. You know, I hope. Assuming all the paperwork is in order.

(the Child starts growing concerned, convulsing slightly, his monitor beeps, the nurse runs in the room followed by Olivia)

OLIVIA: What's wrong?

NURSE: Uh, I'm not sure. His BP and his heart rate are spiking.

OLIVIA: (calming the Child) It's okay, it's okay. Hey. It's okay. Shh. It's gonna be okay. Oh... Good...

NURSE: (to Olivia) Should I get the doctor?

OLIVIA: I... I think we're okay.

ELIOT MICHAELS: You okay, there?

OLIVIA: Maybe if you just, uh, gave us a moment.

ELIOT MICHAELS: Of course. Just take your time.

OLIVIA: Thank you.

ELIOT MICHAELS: (on cell phone walking down the hall) I'm at the hospital. I think we may have found another one.

OLIVIA: (sitting bedside) I should let you get some rest.

THE CHILD: (takes pen and paper, studies Olivia's face and writes inverted '547 Marlborough')

Searching Marlborough Street

OLIVIA: Anything so far?

CHARLIE: I just got here five seconds ago. So what's the plan? Start knocking on doors?

OLIVIA: Unless you can think of a better idea.

CHARLIE: Alright. You go East, I take West.


(in a nearby van, parked just to the East)

THE ARTIST: (whispers to Kate Harper as she whimpers) Shh, shh, shh... Shh... Shh, shh, shh.

(after Olivia moves away from the van)

THE ARTIST: (to Kate Harper) Good. You are very good.

Olivia's Apartment - Unwinding

RACHEL: (joins a seated Olivia in the kitchen) Mind some company?

OLIVIA: Of course not.

RACHEL: Did I miss you last night, or did you not even come home?

OLIVIA: Uh, no. You didn't miss me. (sips her cocktail)

RACHEL: Have you eaten anything?

OLIVIA: Uh, M & M's.

RACHEL: Liv... Do you like it? Your job?

OLIVIA: Yeah. Most days. Today, not so much. I followed a lead that didn't pan out. What about you? Why are you up?


OLIVIA: (to Rachel) I'm sorry. (answers her cell phone) Hello.

CHARLIE: (from the crime scene) We found our second victim. It's Kate Harper.

OLIVIA: Where?

CHARLIE: (walking outside of the church) She's right outside St. Catherine's. Surrounded by candles. Good news is we might have finally caught a break. E.R.T. said they found some blood underneath her nails. So they're running it.

OLIVIA: Okay. I'll be right in.

CHARLIE: Just one more thing, Liv. The address the boy gave us. A little while after we left, a neighbor found a dog tied to a fence. It was whimpering. It was the victim's dog.

OLIVIA: We were there.

CHARLIE: There's no way we could've known, Liv.

OLIVIA: But he was trying to tell us, and he was right, and we were there?


Walter's Hotel Room

PETER: (knocking on the bathroom door) Walter. Olivia's here. She needs to talk to ya. Walter.

WALTER: Could she come back later? I'm about to step in the bath.

PETER: No, she can't come back later. It's the middle of the night. She needs to talk to you right now.

WALTER: (opens the door and exits) Honestly, Peter, can't a man get a... Agent Dunham. Peter, why didn't you tell me Agent Dunham was here?

PETER: I'm pretty sure I did.

WALTER: Well, what can I do for you?

OLIVIA: Walter, it turns out the boy was right. He gave me a clue, but I didn't know what I was looking for. So do you have any thoughts at all? Any idea how I can reach him or how he's doing any of this?

WALTER: I... I believe I know how he's doing it. Since he's been living underground for so long, His hypersensitivity to light and sound... it's just possible he may also be sensitive to people's emotions. A raw nerve. Able to intuit the feelings and intentions of others. Your killer, for one.

OLIVIA: So are you saying that he's psychic?

WALTER: No, no. More a shark.

PETER: A shark?

WALTER: Specifically, their electromagnetic field, which allows them to detect their prey's bioelectric field from a distance of many miles. We humans have it too, of course. Pheromones. Undetectable chemicals that nonetheless affect our behavior, our sex drive...

PETER: Hey, speaking of sex drive (chiding his father for his loose robe).

WALTER: Oh, Peter, don't be such a prude. I'm sure Agent Dunham knows what a penis looks like. Don't you, Agent Dunham?

PETER: My father, ladies and gentlemen.

OLIVIA: (continues unphased) But how would he know things that I don't? Know about the killer or victims that he's never even met?

WALTER: My dear, there is much that is unexplained. Until it is.

PETER: In short, he has no idea.

OLIVIA: Even if you're right, and he can sense the killer, he can't tell me that. Not in a way that I could do anything about it.

WALTER: Well, if that's the problem, then there's no problem.

PETER: What does that mean?

WALTER: Well, the boy is obviously thinking, yes? Having thoughts. We just haven't been able to hear them.

PETER: And I'm sure you can do that, can't you? Hear his thoughts?

WALTER: Perhaps I can.

Children's Hospital - Field Trip

OLIVIA: (walks in to visit the Child and notices the yellow candy arranged in the shape of an arrow or pine tree) Wow. Did you make this? Hey. Listen, I wanna take you away from here for a while. Is that okay?

Walter's Lab - Preparing to Experiment

ASTRID: (showing the Child some on-line cartoons) Vintage bugs bunny. Didn't get any better than this, right?

WALTER: (finds a suitcase in the backroom) Aha! I found it! Neural stimulator... is there anything it can't do?

OLIVIA: Walter, is that what you're gonna use to read the boy's thoughts?

WALTER: Not to read them, my dear. To listen to them.

PETER: I wish you would have told us that that's what you were gonna use.


PETER: 'Cause you coulda saved us the hassle you're not putting that medieval torture device on that poor kid.

OLIVIA: Walter, the last time you used that thing, you drilled it into the guy's head.

WALTER: If you think he'll find it disagreeable... I suppose it could be modified.

PETER: Really? You didn't think to mention that to the last guy?

WALTER: It shouldn't be too much trouble. We merely need to intercept the neural responses from the speech centers of he boy's brain, which can be achieved by placing electrodes in the halo ring. After that, it's simply a matter of synthesizing the impulses. Think of it as creating artificial vocal cords.

PETER: Simple. Like makin' an omelet.

WALTER: Actually, son, a good omelet is far more complex. Eh? We'll have him talking in no time.

Children's Hospital - Patient Missing

ELIOT MICHAELS: (walking into the room) Where's the child that was in this room?

NURSE: (changing bed sheets) He was discharged.


Walter's Lab - Patient Found

OLIVIA: (assuring the child) Just remember that you don't have to do anything that you don't wanna do. If for a second you're scared, or you don't like what's happening, You just squeeze my hand like that. Okay?

WALTER: Is he ready?

OLIVIA: As ready as he'll ever be. I guess.

PETER: I've seen that look before. Usually right before somebody throws up.

WALTER: Agent Farnsworth, ready?

PETER: Walter, what're you doing?

WALTER: Watch and learn, son. (starts dancing to the music holding the neural halo)

MUSIC: # Love and happiness # Wait a minute # Something's going wrong # Someone's on the phone # three o'clock in the morning # Yeah # Talkin' 'bout #

WALTER: Ooh (the Child smiles as Walter dons the halo)

MUSIC: # She can make it right # Well # Happiness is when # You really feel good about somebody # There's nothing wrong # being in love with someone # Yeah # Yeah, oh, baby #

OLIVIA: Nicely done, Walter. (as he places the halo on the Childs head)

MUSIC: # Love and happiness # Love and happiness # Love and happiness #

WALTER: You can turn the music off now, Agent Farworth. (the Child grips Olivia's hand and appears wary) What's wrong?

ELIOT MICHAELS: (barging into the lab with Broyles in-tow)) What's going on in here?

(in an inner office)

ELIOT MICHAELS: Did you really think you could just steal a child out of protective custody and that somehow no one would notice?

OLIVIA: Look, first of all, I didn't steal him. The child's assisting us in an active criminal investigation.

ELIOT MICHAELS: Assisting you how?

OLIVIA: No offense, Mr. Michaels, but that's classified information. The Department of Social Services doesn't have clearance to know that... (Michaels raises his eyebrows) What?

BROYLES: (stares at Michaels and turns to Olivia) Mr. Michaels isn't Social Services. He's with the C.I.A.'s directorate of Science and Technology.

ELIOT MICHAELS: I'd have told you earlier myself, but you don't have clearance to know that.

BROYLES: This morning we were informed the D.S.N.T. will be taking full custody of the child.

OLIVIA: So they can what? Study him?

(the Child studies the conversation from his bed in the lab)

ELIOT MICHAELS: This child was apparently able to survive for years, underground, in an oxygen-deprived environment with no food or water. Surely you could see how someone who doesn't have his best interests at heart might want to exploit that.

OLIVIA: Oh, so you wanna take him to protect him, is that it? Forgive me for sounding harsh, but I don't buy that for a second.

BROYLES: Dunham.

ELIOT MICHAELS: It's alright. To be honest, it really doesn't make any difference what you think. the boy's coming with me.

BROYLES: I'm afraid this is above both of us.

ASTRID: (walking into the office) Agent Francis just called. He said we got another invitation... from The Artist.

BROYLES: Mr. Michaels, suppose you give us one day.


BROYLES: He could help us catch a murderer and save a life. The boy would be under my protection. I'll personally guarantee his safety.

ELIOT MICHAELS: If I agree to this, then you'll turn the boy over to me without a fight? Do we have an agreement?



Walter's Lab - Testing The Child

WALTER: (talking to himself) My Very Educated Mother Just Served Us Nine Pies. No. That's the planets of the solar system... or at least was.

PETER: (distracting the Child) You wanna take a look at this? His name is Roadblock. He's not really one of your top-tier G.I. Joes, but it is the best we had. Huh. It's funny, I always remember the scar being on the other side. You want him?

WALTER: Cannot Build Phallic Puzzles In The Lab.

PETER: What is he doing?

ASTRID: Mnemonics. You know, like a rhyme or phrase to help memory. Like, uh, "H-O-M-E-S" stands for the Great Lakes. That's Huron...

PETER: I'm familiar with it. Why is he doing it?

ASTRID: Well, he is trying to remember which wires go into which connections on the machine.

OLIVIA: (on phone) Yeah, thanks, Charlie. I will. Keep me posted.

PETER: (walks over to Olivia) More bad news?

OLIVIA: We got the forensics report. We were hoping that the blood we found under the second victim's fingernails was a match for the killer.

PETER: But no?

OLIVIA: Not unless Gene is the killer. It wasn't human, it was bovine.

GENE: moo...

ASTRID: You said cow blood?

OLIVIA: Yeah, and some plastic polymers.

ASTRID: How would someone get cow's blood on their fingers in Boston?

OLIVIA: Astrid, could you contact the Bureau of Animal Health? We should start pulling livestock licenses around Boston. Petting farms, research facilities, anything.

ASTRID: Yeah. Gotcha. (walks away to start researching)

WALTER: (to himself loudly) She's a bad mamma jamma! Ha! Alpha, beta, beta and gamma... She's - A - Bad - Mamma - Jamma. Signal - Amplification - Bifurcation - Modulation - Juxtaposition. (fades - ... "vocal - linguistic - impulses")

OLIVIA: (to the Child) You hanging in there, kiddo? Yeah, me too.

WALTER: Peter, get me the red wires. Peter.

PETER: Here's a thought. A couple years ago, I was working down in Tennessee as a floor sweeper at a meat-packing plant.

ASTRID: Sounds awesome.

PETER: You have no idea. My point is we had these big rolls of industrial-grade plastic that we used to wrap their cuts of meat in before we would send them to the grocery stores.

OLIVIA: Cow's blood in plastic.

PETER: Yeah.

(Olivia treks off to a series of local meat-packing plants)

WALTER: (finishes preparing the Child with the neural halo) Okay. I believe we're ready. Peter.

PETER: Yeah. (adjusts switch and dials)

WALTER: Ah. Yes. Listen to that.

PETER: Listen to what, Walter? That's just random noise.

WALTER: No, that's just the computer calibrating the signal to noise ratio. Adjust the attenuation setting to seventy decibels.

ASTRID: (audio is slightly clearer) Okay, that sounds a little more like a voice.

WALTER: Yes, now, the sound pressure level. Eh, dial the audio meter to fifteen hundred hertz. Slower, damn it, go slower.

PETER: Okay, if you wanna do this yourself, feel free.

WALTER: (to Peter) No, there. (urgently to Astrid) Astro, quickly, get me a tape recorder.

PETER: (the Child starts to shiver uncontrollably) Walter, turn the machine off right now. Turn it off now. He's freezing. Help me get this off of him. Hey, Astrid, can you grab us a blanket?

WALTER: All right, free in the front.


PETER: Alright, we're gonna get you warmed up.

WALTER: Doesn't make any sense. If anything, brain activity should generate heat.

Interview At Beacon Hill Meats

OLIVIA: (shivering in a meat locker as she interviews a supervisor) We're trying to track down a suspect in a murder investigation.

ARCHIE WU: What, you mean the guy on the news... who killed those girls?

OLIVIA: We're not sure. Maybe. But any past or present employees that stick out to you? Like antisocial behavior or a history of violent incidences here at work?

ARCHIE WU: No. They're good men. Hard workers.

OLIVIA: I'm gonna need a copy of your employee records, regardless.


OLIVIA: And also a sample of your shipping plastic.

ARCHIE WU: Plastic? Why?

OLIVIA: It could be an element in our investigation. Will that be a problem?

ARCHIE WU: No, but...


ARCHIE WU: A man came in here yesterday, and I... I sold him some plastic.

Not So Good Samaritan

(a grade school is letting out and the bus is filling with students a female teacher with an arm load of school work heads to her vehicle when a gentlemen offers to help)

THE ARTIST: (politely) Allow me.

TEACHER: Oh, thank you. (opens the trunk to her car) Your mother raised you well.

Returning To The Child - The Third Lead

OLIVIA: (on the phone leaving the neat-packing plant) Hey, Peter, it's me. I'm just leaving. So, how's the boy? Has Walter made any progress?

PETER: (on the phone from the lab) Hard to say - we heard something, but I don't know if it was the kid trying to talk. Look, I don't want you to get upset about this because he is fine, but something kinda weird did happen.

OLIVIA: Weird how?

PETER: Well, he started shivering all of the sudden. Like, the temperature dropped thirty degrees, except it didn't.

OLIVIA: Is he sick?

PETER: No, he seems fine. We got him wrapped up in a blanket. He's doing okay. How 'bout you? You find anything?

OLIVIA: Yeah, looks like the artist bought some plastic from a slaughterhouse in Roxbury. I got his sketch, all thanks to you.

PETER: (walks into the main lab area) Hey, guys. We got good news.

ASTRID: What's that?

PETER: Turns out the plastic did come from a meat packing plant. Olivia got a sketch of the guy. (to Olivia) What about you? You gonna go back to the FBI, or you coming here?

WALTER: Ask her if it was refrigerated.

PETER: Hold on a second.

WALTER: Peter! Ask her if the plant was refrigerated.

PETER: It's a meat packing plant full of raw meat. So yeah, let's go out on a limb here and say that it's probably refrigerated. What does that even matter?

WALTER: Because that explains everything.

ASTRID: Walter, slow down. You're not making any sense.

WALTER: Of course I am. The boy... our strange, little friend... is an empath.

PETER: Yes. He senses other people's emotions. You already said that, Walter.

(Olivia returns to the lab, the Child pets Gene as the science team talks at the opposite end of the hallway)

OLIVIA: Go on, Walter, what are you saying?

WALTER: That he's capable of making connections... emotional connections. Uh, to a construction worker who found him, the killer, but most importantly, he is emotionally bonded to you, Agent Dunham. That's why he's telling you about the crimes. Because he knows that the information is important to you. He's trying to help you.

OLIVIA: (studies the Child, walks toward him and sits nearby) Are you trying to help me? That man who's been hurting people is going to hurt someone else unless I stop him. Do you know who he is? Can you tell me anything about him?

PETER: Maybe he doesn't know.

ASTRID: Or he can't control the Ability all the time.

WALTER: Perhaps a small electric shock to kick-start things.

OLIVIA: No. It's something different. It's like he's mad at me.

ASTRID: Because he doesn't wanna leave.


ASTRID: Well, you told Michaels that once the boy helped you stop the Artist, you'd turn him over to him.

WALTER: He heard you. Or, more accurately, felt you.

OLIVIA: I'm sorry. I've been so caught up in what I needed that I forgot how strange this must seem to you. And I know how scared you must be, but I need your help again. I can't even stop them from taking you. Even though I wish I could. And if you really can feel what I'm thinking... you know how much I mean that.

(the Child writes out another lead for Olivia - 'York/Glenway')

OLIVIA: Thank you.


Police Roadblock

OLIVIA: (approaches driver seated in stopped vehicle) Nice car, sir. Where ya headed?

DRIVER: Uh, home. I was out to dinner.

CHARLIE: (from behind the vehicle) Open the trunk, please. (inspects trunk of sedan) It's clear.

OLIVIA: Okay. Thank you. Sorry for the inconvenience. (waves the vehicle through as a van pulls to a stop for inspection)

THE ARTIST: What's going on, officer?

OLIVIA: What are you doing in the neighborhood, sir?

THE ARTIST: I... just, uh, coming home from work. Haven't had anything to drink. Would you mind if I ask what you... what you're looking for?

OLIVIA: (after reviewing her sketch of the suspect) Uh, I'm sorry. We're not allowed to say.

(Olivia notices a yellow tree-shaped air freshener hanging from the rear view mirror, and suddenly has memory flashes of the yellow candy as The Child arranged it... in the shape of a tree.)

(then, more suspiciously) Sir, we need to check the back of your vehicle.

(the Artist speeds away and Olivia fires her pistol repeatedly at the vehicle. she runs after it. after the van nearly collides with another vehicle and stops in the bushes, the Artist runs away. Olivia pursues.)

OLIVIA: Charlie! Check the back of the van!

(the chase continues through the dark alleys and over a fence)

CHARLIE: (on his radio at the back door to the van) Liv, it's him. We found the victim. She's alive.

(the chase continues into a cemetery along a row of crypts. pistol drawn, Olivia stalks the hiding criminal. he jumps from the shadows and knocks the pistol from her hands. he attempts to stab her and during the fist fight, she turns his knife on him and stabs him. she retrieves her pistol as Charlie runs to her aid.)

CHARLIE: You alright?

OLIVIA: Yeah. (exasperated) Oh, god.

CHARLIE: (checks the criminal for a pulse, then, into his radio) This is Francis. I need E.M.S. at the cemetery behind the 1600 block of York.

Enroute to Children's Hospital

BROYLES: (answers phone in his office) Broyles.

OLIVIA: (driving her vehicle) It's Olivia. I need you to help me with something.

Approaching Doctor Winick

DOCTOR WINICK: (explaining to an assistant) Here. Here. And then we just do the blood work, okay?

OLIVIA: Excuse me, Dr. Winick?


OLIVIA: I was wondering if I could talk to you for a moment.


Walter's Lab - Sanctuary For The Child

OLIVIA: Hi. (entering with Winick)


WALTER: (Peter returns with the child) I think you'll find he's doing much better.

OLIVIA: (to the child) Hi. (takes jacket from Peter) Oh, thank you. (to the child) You remember Dr. Winick. She's gonna take you now. But not to a facility. She's gonna take you to a home. With a very nice family that are gonna take care of you. And keep you safe. (they study one another)

DOCTOR WINICK: We should go now.

OLIVIA: (a kiss to the child's forehead) Bye.

Broyles Office - The Cover-up

ELIOT MICHAELS: (standing toe-to-toe) What do you mean he's gone?

BROYLES: I'm sorry, Mr. Michaels.


BROYLES: Well, that's what we can't figure out. He disappeared from right under the noses of a protective detail.

ELIOT MICHAELS: How is that possible? He's just a kid.

BROYLES: Yes. A kid who, as you said yourself, lived his entire life underground, which still begs the question... how he got there in the first place? I'm beginning to suspect there's a lot about him we don't understand. And apparently we never will.

ELIOT MICHAELS: (smiles. smirks. walks out of the office)

Olivia Returns To Her Apartment

RACHEL: (wrestling on the couch with her daughter) You said it!

ELLA: No! I didn't! I didn't say it!

RACHEL: Yes you did, you cheater!

ELLA: Waah!

RACHEL: Hi, Liv.

ELLA: Mommy is so bad at "Simon Says" she won't even do what I say.

RACHEL: Four years old and she's drunk with power. (play tickling) I have created a monster!

ELLA: Do you wanna play with us?

RACHEL: Oh, don't do that. Let Aunt Liv rest.

OLIVIA: Sure. (sits down)

ELLA: I'm Simon.


ELLA: "Simon Says" - put your hands in the air.

OLIVIA: Okay. (both women raise their arms)

ELLA: Touch your nose. (Olivia touches her nose) You lose. (everyone laughs) Again! Again!

Driving To Sanctuary

(as Doctor Winick drives, The Child sits in the back seat and marvels at the world as it passes by him. the marvel goes out of his face as they drive by The Observer, walking on a nearby snow-covered sidewalk. both empaths turn and stare at one another, continuing on their separate ways)


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