Fringe 3x20 6:02 AM EST

Friday, 22 April 2011
9 PM Eastern/Pacific

Alrighty. Starting this late.

The First People. The Device. WooT!

“How long before we will be ready?”

“Within the hour.” :eek:

Convenient.

If the the sheep are upset. It’s time to use lubricant, buddy.

Swarm of locust. Never a good thing. Well, at least according to them Bible stories.

“Good morning, Olivia.”

hehe nekkid Walter

ETA: “Oh yeah, it’s Tuesday.” :smiley:

“Sunrise. When the world is full of promise.”

Oh no. She shouldn’t have said that.

“6:05 AM Give or take…”

Um…it’s probably 6:02…just a guess…

“The machine came on, by itself.”

Oh Crom!

“How could he do that without Peter?”

Yeah. About that, I may have shared a little of my DNA. Well, not a little…

“Love you.”

Mommy has to go save the world while you’re DNA will destroy it.

“Explanations are above my pay grade.”

I want that on a T-shirt with Ollie North.

“I chose to give up my son so you could keep yours.”

Yeah. I ain’t buying that.

Poor Astrid. Walter snaps at here more times than Kirk at Uhura.

“…but I’m going to need your help.”

and more Scotch.

Don’t trust Sam Weiss. Don’t trust Sam Weiss. Don’t trust Sam Weiss.

“As much as I would love to have you watching my butt…”

Bunk. Me.

“It is because of my selfishness…”

That’s frakkin heavy, man.

Ruh-Roh. Time for flaming eyes Peter. shiver

I know this isn’t appropriate right now but I want a Massive Dynamic jacket to replace my Members Only one. :smiley:

ETA: Oh wait. It’s not a jacket. It’s a jumpsuit. I still want one.