“A remedy for insanity, as you can imagine, I have thought long and hard about.”
Is Walter eating butterscotch pudding? I thot it was dreadful. :eek:
“Wow.”
Coming from Walter…? :eek:
WTF are those insanity-causing things? Are they implanted and then removed? Or are they just harvesting a previously unknown growth?
ETA: A-ha! Option number one it is.
“He’s a quack! Unless he’s a genius.”
I love that little smile he gave there.
What if they’re only parts of brains? Are they going to assemble one once they collect 'em all?
“I don’t do Valium nearly enough. That’s a good idea. I’ll have 50 mg, please.”
“Well, that’s quite a high dosage.”
“I have quite a high tolerance.” 
BTW, typical dosage for a single administration is 10 mg at most. :eek:
Whoa. The pieces of brain are Walter’s! :eek:
If he miscalculated the dosage that much, he’d probably be unconscious.
They’re being remarkably gentle with him.
“You’re using associations to map my brain function. Locate my neural pathways. Are you trying to fix me?”
“I’m afraid not.” 
“Peter! Peter… Peter.”
“I’m sorry. I know this is difficult.”
The Blight? :eek:
“Hello, son.”
Such a touching father-son moment. :o
Damn. Olivia is quite the marksman. :eek:
“The choice is yours. You can have me or Walter Bishop.” :eek:
“And Olivia: now I know how weak you are.” :eek:
“Peter. I have a terrible headache. And a sudden craving for chicken wings.”
“We’ve given our enemy a name and a face.”
All of which would be more comforting if he wasn’t a shapeshifter. :rolleyes:
Dr. Paris is Belly! :eek: