Fringe Season 1 Episode 6

Walter: To understand what happened at the diner, we use Mr. Papaya. (Walter places the papaya in the container) Clear! (starts adjusting a remote for the machine) This is upsetting because he is the friendliest of fruits. (activates controls) And we have gooification.
Astrid: Is that a scientific term?

Olivia: I had a stepfather. And when he drank, he'd accused my mom of seeing other men and then he'd hit her. And she just lived with it. She never called the police, not once. Then one day he beat her really bad and broke her nose. I was nine. He stormed out of his house, got in his car, drove off. My mom was crying, and I can't help her. And then I hear his car - he's turned back around. He kept the gun in the drawer near his bed. When he opened the door, I pulled the trigger. Then I pulled it again. And I can still see his face, almost daring me to finish. But I couldn't. So they took him to the hospital and said that he couldn't be saved, but he didn't die. He recovered. And then one night he just slipped away. We never saw him again. And I still blame myself, because I should have done it, I should have killed him. And I know, that rationally he's not responsible for all the bad things in the world. But he is responsible for some of them. And every year he sends me a card on my birthday, just to let me know that he's still out there.
Peter: It's your birthday today.

Broyles: If I can't trust you to control your own passion, Dunham, then I can't trust you.

Olivia: Walter!
Walter: Was I humming? I thought it was in my head.
Olivia: It wasn't.
Walter: Forgive me, Olivia. Nothing sings like a kilovolt. Unique pitch. Nothing else in nature quite like it.
Olivia: I'm sure you're right.

Broyles: Dr. Bishop, any thoughts?
Walter: Yes. Where can I get one of those white suits?

Peter: I'm going to hate myself for asking, but how do you cure a disease that's incurable?
Walter: I haven't the slightest idea. Thought I myself once cured this one in a dream. Opium. Fantastic stuff. Of course, I forgot it as soon as I woke up.

Olivia: Walter, her disease. If there's no cure…
Walter: Well, that's a question, and one which we should pose to whoever was treating her. Which makes three questions. The other one being what exactly happened here.
Peter: That's only two questions.
Walter: Oh, is it? Oh, the third question! Um, could I get some of this onion soup? It looks delicious.

Walter: Ligature marks.
Olivia: So she was being held against her will?
Walter: Either that or she had a proclivity for sexual bondage. Scientific observation, not a judgment. Some of my fondest memories…
Peter: Oh, Walter, stop. Wherever that's going, is just wrong.

Peter: Well, I think we actually might be making some progress. A couple of minutes ago, Walter thought he might have isolated the compound that's in Emily Kramer's blood. But then he got distracted by the unicorn running through the lab.

Walter: This is it, Asterisk.
Peter: Astrid. Her name is Astrid.

Walter: Olivia, did you lock yourself out again?
Peter: Actually, Walter, this is our hotel.
Walter: Oh.