The crew watches on the monitors as Walter shows the body a toy car (no neural activity) and then a photograph of Van Horn's wife (activity). They still haven't found the data storage, but Walter thinks if they keep working on the emotional tie, they'll get there. Peter's all, "yeah, but it's a machine," and Walter says it was a machine that needed to play the role of a spouse: "And pretending to have an emotional connection caused a real one to form," he says. Fauxlivia takes this all in. Wondering about her need to commit to Peter for her mission? Or is Anna Torv wondering about her short-lived marriage to Mark Valley? Anyway, Walter wants to use the senator's actual wife to keep experimenting, and Fauxlivia quickly pooh-poohs that idea, saying she doesn't think they can ask that of a civilian, Walter. "I mean, not to mention the security clearance it would require," she adds, and Walter, who after all is a civilian like Peter, says it's the only way, and Peter appeals directly to Broyles, with Fauxlivia complaining AGAIN that she doesn't think it's a good idea: "Imagine the panic if she talks to the press," she says. Yeah, I can safely say that unless Fauxlivia wants the Fringe team to be worried about a Weekly World News cover story, the press isn't exactly going to jump on the "strange government department wants me to revive the dead shapeshifter corpse of what used to be my husband" story. Fauxlivia's really in danger of noticeably acting suspicious.
And Broyles says that he's known Patricia Van Horn for most of his adult life. "Her character's beyond question. If she's willing to help us, I'm willing to trust her," he says, and Fauxlivia seethes.
Over at the Duffy house, Ray is opening up the safe in his closet in the middle of the night while his wife sleeps. He pulls out a gun and one of those shapeshifting machines, and stands there for a moment looking pensive.
When next we see him, he's in a policeman's uniform in his son's room, asking why Nate is still up. "I didn't sound the monster alarm, but I think he's here," says Nate, adding that he thinks the monster's under the bed. So Ray checks, and then he sits down on his son's bed and starts talking about how monsters aren't all that bad, and that sometimes they can be "incredibly sweet and pure and capable of great, great love," and I suppose it works in either case whether you think Ray is talking about himself or his son. "And then, one of them might actually become your very, very best friend," he finishes, and the kid is all, "But you're my best friend," and Ray manages not to say, "Yeah, EXACTLY," but just "Yeah, that's right," looking quite sad as he does so.