Thursday, 21 January 2010
9 PM Eastern/Pacific
Mysterious nosebleed.
Carrying a plague? Head gonna 'splode? :eek:
“He’s dead.”
And you determined that after four seconds of CPR? Impressive. 
Red mist spraying from his mouth. I guess that’s both a 'sploding head and a plague.
“I see. A special needs individual.”
“You have no idea.” 
Remember kids, being eaten by monsters will be a great warning for other children.
Walter understands the true meaning of Halloween.
“I’ve never seen anything like this.”
“Lucky you.”
“But Olivia and Peter. They’ll be trapped inside.”
“Quarantine the building, Agent Broyles.” :eek:
“I was chairman of Biochemistry at Harvard and have little patience for small-minded bureaucrats.”
“Walter, that’s not helping.”
“I know what I did breaks a dozen federal laws, but I’d rather go to federal prison than die here.”
“Well, it might be too late to trade one for the other now, Mr. Ames.” :eek:
Shouldn’t they be wearing environmental suits?
The receptionist! Zombie! :eek:
Oh craaap. So much for containment. :eek:
Peter’s infected! :eek:
Walter’s gonna have to get another one. :rolleyes:
“Doesn’t that strike even you as far-fetched?”
Level 6 eradication sounds… burny. :eek:
Whoa. Peter’s faking the test. :eek:
“I just have to get outside!” :eek:
Looks like Madagascar will be OK. 
“I can’t let Peter die again.”
Astrid accepts that fairly well. Hmm…