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Dr. Walter Bishop: They
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Dr. Walter Bishop: they have this horrible
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Dr. Walter Bishop: pudding here. Butterscotch pudding on Mondays, it's dreadful.
Agent Olivia Dunham: It's Thursday
Dr. Walter Bishop: Oh
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Dr. Walter Bishop: oh, that's fantastic news.
Peter Bishop: Hello Walter
Dr. Walter Bishop: I thought you'd be fatter.
Peter Bishop: You thought I would be fatter. Excellent. First words, perfect.
Dr. Walter Bishop: No, no. As a boy you were rounder.
Peter Bishop: Yes, I was. Until the summer before high school, not that I'd expect you to remember that.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I just pissed myself.
Peter Bishop: Excellent.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Just a squirt.
Dr. Walter Bishop: The only thing better than a cow is a human! Unless you need milk. Then you really need a cow.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Excellent! Let's make some LSD!
Dr. Walter Bishop: Now... Let's go synthesize some LSD!
Dr. Walter Bishop: I'm so sorry, that I can't offer you a less dangerous solution.
Agent Olivia Dunham: What to you mean?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Didn't I mention it?
Peter Bishop: What ever you think you said, you didn't say.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Synaptic Transfer System, shared dream state.
Agent Olivia Dunham: What do you mean shared dream state?
Dr. Walter Bishop: The human brain generates a quantifiable electric field. I possited in 1976, that it is possible to synchronize two distinct minds to allow the sharing of information across the unconcious state. Like a string between two tin cans.
Peter Bishop: [
in the background] You know what's great about that is that it's completely insane.
Agent Olivia Dunham: You're saying that I can talk to John in a Coma, and he can tell me what the suspect looks like?
Dr. Walter Bishop: It's not an exact science
Peter Bishop: [
in the background] It's not even science
Agent Olivia Dunham: Have you done this before?
Dr. Walter Bishop: I have used this technique to extract information from a corpse once. You can do that if they haven't been dead for longer than six hours.
Peter Bishop: [
in the background] Right, 'cause after six hours, that's when they're really dead.
Dr. Walter Bishop: You could access his memories, assuming there's no brain damage. Of course you'd have to have an electro magnetic probe placed in the base of your skull whilst immersed without clothing in the old tank, and you'd be heavily drugged.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Peter - hold on to these tight! Anti-gravity bullets. Shot the observers with these, and see them float away like balloons.
Peter Bishop: If we shoot them, they're dead, why do we want them to float away?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Because its cool.
Peter Bishop: It makes sense Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
to Peter] You are my very favorite thing.
Peter Bishop: If we shoot 'em, they're dead. Why do we want 'em to float away?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Because it's cool.
Dr. Walter Bishop: It's a beautiful name.
Astrid Farnsworth: What is?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Astrid.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Peter, hold on to these tight. Anti-gravity osmium bullets. Shoot Observers with these and watch them float away like balloons.
Peter Bishop: If we shoot 'em they're dead. Why'd we want 'em to float away?
Dr. Walter Bishop: ...Because it's cool.
Peter Bishop: That makes sense Walter.
Peter Bishop: Walter, what are you doing?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Dosing a caterpillar
Peter Bishop: Dosing? As in LSD?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Well, it's a special blend.
Peter Bishop: Hey guess what just happened?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Huh?
Peter Bishop: Finding out that my father is giving drugs to bugs just became a typical moment in my life.
Dr. Walter Bishop: It's wonderful, isn't it?
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
after Agent Olivia Dunham walks out] She is beautiful, isn't she?
Peter Bishop: Who?
Dr. Walter Bishop: The slug.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I was worried when you were taken, too.
Agent Olivia Dunham: Thank you, Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Not as much as him, of course.
Peter Bishop: Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Astral...
Astrid Farnsworth: Astrid!
Dr. Walter Bishop: ...projection.
Peter Bishop: You brought your own sweetener?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Don't be ridiculous. My medication.
Peter Bishop: You're not on any medication, Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Of course I am. I've been making it myself in the lab.
Peter Bishop: Oh, I wish you were joking.
Dr. Walter Bishop: There was something important. . . Oh! I've decided on the pancakes. Blueberry.
Astrid Farnsworth: Wait, you want to rewire his brain?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Not without his permission. It would be a minor surgery.
Peter Bishop: Minor brain surgery. Emphasis not on the minor.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I believe with proper demodulation, you could receive satellite television for free.
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
looking through the glass at the interrogation in the other room] This is wonderful, don't you agree? It's just like a good detective movie.
Agent Olivia Dunham: Cut open his hand.
Peter Bishop: What?
Agent Olivia Dunham: I want to see if there's a disc in it. Like Bowman's.
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
gets on his feet] I like cutting.
Dr. Walter Bishop: This is an antidote. While I can't guarantee it'll actually work, I do have a recorded IQ of...
Astrid Farnsworth: 196.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Really?
Agent Olivia Dunham: [
Olivia is feeling what Nick Lane is feeling] Oh...
Astrid Farnsworth: What's happening? Is he hurting her?
Agent Olivia Dunham: [
moaning softly] Oh.
Astrid Farnsworth: Oh...
Dr. Walter Bishop: What?
Agent Olivia Dunham: [
continues moaning] Oh.
Peter Bishop: Oh...
Peter Bishop: What?
Agent Olivia Dunham: [
moaning with pleasure] Oh!
Dr. Walter Bishop: Oh! I see.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Astral...
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Astrid Farnsworth: [
slightly annoyed] Astrid!
Dr. Walter Bishop: ...projection...
Agent Charlie Francis: Suspect's name is Nick Lane... uhhh... former address is St Jude's Mental Hospital
Dr. Walter Bishop: Well, I'm not going there.
Peter Bishop: [
on cell phone] Walter, I'm with a woman in her mid 20's. She is going into cardiac arrest due to an overdose of anesthesia. Her heart just stopped.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Do you have any cocaine?
Peter Bishop: Cocaine? No, I don't have any cocaine...
Dr. Walter Bishop: Oh - That's too bad. You'll have to shock her heart then.
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about a severed hand in a jar]
Peter Bishop: Friend of yours?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Oh, I certainly hope not.
Olivia Dunham: And what was the second thing? You said two things came to mind.
Dr. Walter Bishop: The second thing? Oh... Oh yes, the second thing! I need to tinkle. Could either of you direct me to the facilities?
Peter Bishop: The facilities? Walter, this is the sewer. You're standing knee-deep in the facilities.
Astrid Farnsworth: So this thing had the claws of a lion and the fangs of a snake?
Dr. Walter Bishop: It reminds me of a woman I once knew in Cleveland.
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Astrid Farnsworth: Walter, um, inside, upstairs, when you said I can't let Peter die again, what did you mean by that?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Some things are meant to be left alone, Agent Farnsworth.
Dr. Walter Bishop: When the Victoria, the last surviving ship, return to its harbor of departure after the first circumnavigation of the earth, only 18 of the original 237 men were on board.
Small Child: What happened to them?
Dr. Walter Bishop: They all died, young lady. Horrible and most likely painful death. You see, when you open new doors, there is a price to pay. Now imagine... tonight, you look under your bed, and, lo and behold, you find a monster! And you're immediately eaten. Now, if you hadn't looked for the monster, you wouldn't have found it and you'd still be happy in your beds, instead of being slowly digested in the stomach sack of the creature. But, with any luck, your sister or your brothers might have heard your screams, and your endeavor will serve as a valuable lesson to them.
Astrid Farnsworth: [
referring to experimenting on a drugged FBI agent] Walter, I do not think this is a very good idea.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Don't be such a grinch. I told you - science should be fun!
Astrid Farnsworth: Walter, what's wrong?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Either a green unicorn just raced across the lab, or I accidentally took some LSD.
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
in old film] My name is Dr. Walter Bishop, and this is test subject number 6.
Peter Bishop: [
watching film] What happened to test subjects 1 through 5?
Dr. Walter Bishop: I believe the university settled with them out of court, and they probably never had to work again.
Maureen Donovan: What kind of drugs?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Benzodiazepine. It's a hypnotic, sedative, may cause a slight tingling sensation - it's actually quite pleasant. Besides, your daughter is 17. I'm sure she's sampled far worse by now.
Peter Bishop: How's it going, Walter?
Dr. Walter Bishop: I plan to urinate in 23 minutes.
Peter Bishop: Good to know.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I'm telling you because I'm going to need help unzipping my fly.
Dr. Walter Bishop: We're all mutants. What's more remarkable is how many of us appear to be normal.
Walter Bishop: Once you are given the order to put on the headphones, do not remove them under any circumstances. If you do, you may die a gruesome and horrible death. Thank you for your attention and have a nice day.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Unless you have an IQ higher than mine, I'm not interested in what you think!
Dr. Walter Bishop: There's only room for one God in this lab, and it's not yours.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Why would anyone kill a scientist? What did we ever do?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Hello, William.
William Bell: Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I see you've aged.
William Bell: It appears I'm not the only one!
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
on the phone with Peter Bishop] Hello Peter, this is me, your father, Walter Bishop.
Peter Bishop: Thank you Walter. I know who you are.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Excellent...
Dr. Walter Bishop: I am not a number. I am a free man.
Dr. Walter Bishop: "They glanced up and saw Icarus float through the sky, and taking him for a god, They stood still in wonder."
Senator Walter "Walternate" Bishop: They may look like us, but don't be fooled, Olivia. They are monsters in our skin.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Kent Street. I frequented a massage parlor just around the corner. I used to get off right here.
Peter Bishop: Sure hope you're talking about the station, Walter.
Dr. Walter Bishop: [
turning to see Charlie behind him] Agent Francis, hello. You alright? You look pale.
Agent Charlie Francis: Yeah. Haven't got much sleep last night.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Oh. I may be able to help you. A little cannabis before bedtime does wonders.
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Peter Bishop: You know there is still one thing that doesn't make any sense. If the formula for the toxin didn't come from your father's notes, how did this guy get it?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Perhaps there are mysteries that are destined to remain unsolved. Thank you for bringing this back.
Dr. Walter Bishop: Titanium tetrachloride... you sly temptress.
Security Guard: And you're Dr. Walter Bishop?
Dr. Walter Bishop: Yes. And I'm perfectly sane.
Agent Olivia Dunham: What are you doing here?
Dr. Walter Bishop: We're trying to plug a hole in the universe... What are *you* doing here?
Agent Olivia Dunham: Apparently the same thing.
Dr. Walter Bishop: I am forming a hypothesis. Would you like to hear it?
Peter Bishop: That depends. Would I ever be able to sleep at night again?
Dr. Walter Bishop: That depends.
Peter Bishop: Depends on what?
Dr. Walter Bishop: On whether the light is on or not.
Dr. Walter Bishop: To understand what happened at the diner, we use Mr. Papaya.
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he places the papaya in the container and steps back]
Dr. Walter Bishop: This is upsetting because he is the friendliest of fruits.