Then we see someone somewhere else cutting a hose, spilling amber fluid, and in the control room, the fuel gauge suddenly starts heading left with an alarm sounding. Peter comes in to ask what's up. "Fuel gauge," says Bell calmly, not at all like they're seconds away from running out of fuel. So Peter heads to the engine room, which he finds is chained and padlocked shut. There's also fuel spilling out from under the door. Fortunately... I guess?... the key to the padlock is hanging nearby, but no sooner has Peter freed the door when it's kicked open, knocking him down, and there's a dude pointing a gun in his face asking Peter how many of him there are. Peter says it's just him, and the dude tells him he's got a flare gun. "You don't want to get shot with a flare gun," he says, begging the question of whether you'd want to be shot with ANY gun.
Obviously the guy, in a white T-shirt with an X on the chest, knows that since Peter can't operate a razor he can't fly a zeppelin by himself, which is confirmed when Walter comes doddering in, wondering what's going on.
The dude asks Peter's name, and Peter tells him, and the dude says, "Nice to meet you." See, that's nice! You can always be nice, even when brandishing a flare gun! Then the guy grabs a parachute from the wall, and fires his flare gun at the inside wall of the blimp, tearing a hole in it. Clutching the parachute, he gets sucked out through the hole. Clutching no parachute, Walter gets sucked our after him, while Peter's hanging on to a support beam yelling his dad's name.
Walter hurtles towards the falling thug and actually manages to grab onto him -- but the thug just pulls his ripcord, and when his fault is sharply arrested by the parachute, Walter plummets once more, all the way to the ground. Instead of splattering, though, he wakes up, discombobulated enough for Astrid to have to soothe him. "Oh, damn. I'm back," he says. On the plus side, Broyles is freaking high, so you wouldn't have wanted to miss that!
Back in Olivia's brain, Peter is tying up the zeppelin right in the middle of a Jacksonville street, so I guess the empty fuel tank wasn't any kind of big deal? Bell assures him that Walter will be fine, because he has so much experience as a cartoon man in someone else's mind. "Who was that guy?" asks Peter, and Bell figures it's someone unpleasant from her past.
Bell looks around to get his bearings, then points in the direction they need to go, but they'll need a vehicle. He asks Peter if he drives a motorcycle, because he would LOVE to ride on a motorcycle. He starts walking, and then he and Peter argue about which direction to go in, because Bell assumes she'll be at the daycare, but Peter says she won't be, and I'd like to point out that they're in a world in which the Twin Towers are still standing and a five-minute drive from the Eiffel Tower. But Bell acquiesces, probably at least partly because Peter has spotted a motorcycle for them to ride.
Back in the Harvard lab, Walter has decided he might as well throw a few more circuit boards into the computer that's ostensibly going to hold Bell's brain. Broyles, still ridiculously high, stares open-mouthed as a cartoon bird lands on Walter's shoulder. He whistles at it to get its attention, and it works, and then he waves and makes that strange face where he shows his teeth again. Walter looks up, briefly, and then goes back to working on the Bellytron 3000, but he drops some sort of special tube and it's the last one they've got so he's got to modify something by cannibalizing a tube from his phonograph blah blah blah.
Back in the brain, on the Jacksonville outskirts, Peter rides while Bell clings to his shoulders. Ass, gas or grass, Belly. Nobody rides for free!
As they arrive at the clearly marked military base, supposed super-genius Bell asks where they're going. The drive through the military buildings, get off the motorcycle, and then walk up a hill -- on the other side of it are the residences, identical bungalows stretching off in all directions, all the way to the horizon.
Peter explains that Olivia once told him that she sometimes thinks about what it would be like to just be normal, and that the last time she remembered feeling normal was the day before she met Bell and Walter at the Cortexiphan trials. I have to assume that if Leonard Nimoy weren't animated, his expression wouldn't convey "whatever" quite so callously. Anyway, Peter thinks she's down there somewhere, in her house, that day, hiding out.
Bell wonders how they're supposed to find her, when all those houses look the same, and Peter says her real dad painted the door red, and told her it was good luck. "The army told them it was against regulations, but he was an important man, so they let it slide." Yeah, the army's usually pretty good about things like that, right?
So after searching for what must be quite some time, the sun is starting to set, and Bell says there aren't many streets left: maybe the door was painted green again after they moved away. "It wasn't," says Peter, instead of THIS ISN'T ACTUALLY THE JACKSONVILLE MILITARY BASE, IT'S OLIVIA'S MEMORY OF IT. And anyway, there's the red door right there.
Peter stops the motorcycle, but doesn't get off. He takes long enough that Bell finally asks what he's waiting for. Peter wonders what if he's wrong and she's not in there? He's taken them so far off course. Bell simply says he should have thought of that back at the zeppelin, which is certainly a sensible way of looking at it.
So Peter walks up to the front door, and opens it, and is thankfully NOT a cartoon anymore when he goes inside (there's blinding white light behind him as he does so). He steps in, and Olivia's right there, and they hug, oblivious to the family of three (with a young blonde daughter) sitting down to supper, watching them. Olivia says there were all these people trying to hurt her, and this was the safest place she knew. Peter says he understands and he's here to help, and he'll explain everything later, but she's safe and it's OK for her to come back.
The little girl watches intently from the table as Peter caresses Olivia's cheek, and then stops, frowning. Olivia says she's scaring him, but he calmly says that she's not Olivia. He can see it in her eyes. Oh, sure, now he can tell whether it's actually Olivia just by looking in her eyes. Olivia protests, but Peter won't be swayed.
So the little girl gets up from the table and walks over. "I just needed to know it was you," she says, in her little six-year-old lisp. Peter smiles at the adorableness, and young Olivia explains that people have been tricking her, but she knew the real Peter would recognize her. Ha! Hasn't his terrible track record on that score been a major plot point?
Anyway, all of a sudden big Olivia and the parents are gone, and the house is decorated for Christmas, and young Olivia turns at the sound of approaching footsteps. It's Olivia's stepdad. I guess he must have found them by following the GIANT RED ZEPPELIN. Olivia and Peter run out the door -- and they're cartoons again -- and Peter yells, "Run!" at Bell, who looks down the street and sees several army vehicles approaching as the darkness encroaches. One of the jeeps chases Peter and Olivia up on a lawn, and then they run to join Bell, but Peter's running too fast and Olivia's hand slips out of his. She's just about to be mown down by one of the jeeps when Peter pushes her out of the way -- but that means the real Peter is violently jolted awake, freaking out. "I found her! She's here! I gotta go back!" he yells, while Walter tries to comfort him and Astrid wails about not knowing what to do. It's easy enough to miss in all the commotion, but if you've got this episode recorded, go back and check out the priceless look of amazement on Broyles' face. "It's up to Belly now," says Walter. "I lost her. I lost her," says Peter, clutching at Walter's chest.
Back in Olivia's mind, the little girl and the octogenarian are naturally outrunning a