But Neil says he's glad he did, because every time he saw the look of disapproval in her eyes, it only drove him to work harder. And that's why God took notice, he says. Mama Chung doesn't look particularly proud. Neil looks out the window, sees an electric car pull up, and starts talking about how Jesus knew that the Romans were coming for him, and could have avoided his death easily, but he didn't because -- just like Neil -- he had faith in God's plan. None of what Neil has to say seems to be of any comfort to his mom, who keeps on sitting on the couch like she's frozen, and then we hear Olivia pounding on the door and announcing that it's the FBI.
Neil's crouching in front of his mom when they burst in, and he's quietly asking if she remembers what the priest said at Alex's funeral: "He said angels don't belong on Earth," he says, standing up, hands up, gun in his right hand, back to Olivia.
She orders him to turn around, slowly. "I'll see you in heaven," he tells his mom, before turning and firing at Olivia. He shoots wide, shattering a window, and Olivia drops him with a shot, with Mama Chung screaming and crying. This is why you can't have nice things!
Later, as Neil's body is rolled out on a stretcher, Peter asks Olivia how she's holding up, and Olivia says he wasn't trying to hit her, but he knew they were coming and he wanted her to shoot him. Peter says "I guess it makes sense" -- it's always so cute when someone says that on this show -- since the guy could see the past, present and future. So why not shoot himself, Peter wonders. For a genius, Peter is an idiot. Olivia's the one who figures it out: "Because he was religious. If he committed suicide, he wouldn't be allowed into heaven." That doesn't make sense to Peter: "What about all the people he killed?" he asks. Yeah, when have people EVER been killed in the name of religion? That never happens! Olivia says Neil thought he was saving them, that this was his way to becoming an angel. Peter shakes his head at this heretofore-unknown idea that someone with strong religious beliefs could kill someone. Naturally, it's at this moment of Peter seeming like a simpleton that Olivia chooses to tell him that it's taken her some getting used to, but as long as he's here, he makes a good partner. Peter thanks her and wisely doesn't ask when they're going to get around to the ol' rumpy-bumpy.
Over at the lab, the Farnsworthbot is stiffly telling Walter that they're leaving. She holds out her hand to shake, and Walter embraces her. It's a hug that she doesn't so much as return but endure, but neither does she look particularly repulsed.
And then Fauxlivia swings on in, telling Walter that she wants to show him her "ingenious piece of spy tech," the little metal box that was in her belongings. She pops open a lid to reveal what looks like mints. You're telling me Walter couldn't figure out how to open this thing? Pleeeeease. She says they're "bobbins" and I have no idea if that's a real candy or not. I've never heard of them before. Walter tries one, and loves it, saying they're like wintergreen only smokier. And because Walter can easily be won over by food, particularly candy, he offers her some licorice for the road, much to her delight. "You may possess positive qualities that I previously overlooked," he admits, somewhat begrudgingly. Fauxlivia asks if he's flirting with her, and Walter's all "in your dreams" (flirtatiously).
Meanwhile, Astrid's bidding farewell to the Farnsworthbot, saying it was amazing to meet her. Farnsworthbot nods and says yes, and then Astrid starts talking about how she and her father aren't very close either. As the Farnsworthbot stares at her, Astrid talks about how her dad is complex, and she knows he loves her, even though it doesn't really seem that why. "You shouldn't regret that you couldn't be more for him. It wasn't you," she concludes. The Farnsworthbot looks like she feels immeasurably better after hearing that. "Thank you, Agent Farnsworth," she says. "You're welcome, Agent Farnsworth," says Astrid. They shake hands -- Astrid not so foolish as to force the poor woman into two hugs in the span of a couple of minutes.
Then we immediately head home with Astrid, where we meet her dad and realize she was lying to the Farnsworthbot. Her dad is there, a jolly man who's thrilled to see his "baby girl." He's cooking supper for her, wearing a classic funny-dad apron ("Shiitake happens," it says, and I immediately want one) and he wraps her up in a big hug when he hears she's had a lousy day and they tell each other, "I love you." So basically if my relationship with my daughter is anywhere NEAR this good when she's Astrid's age, I'll be the happiest man on Earth. Good god, I'm misting up. They KILLED a daughter last week and that didn't get to me at all!
Back over to Neil's house, where his mom is ... still sitting in the living room? She wants to keep hanging out in the room where her son was shot to death in front of her? I'm starting to assume that the actress has real-life mobility issues. At any rate, she's moved from the couch to a chair, and she appears to be asleep. Which is good, because the two Observers strolling through the house would really freak her out.
They go to the bedroom, to the safe, which one of them opens by merely putting his finger on the keypad. His finger glows, and the safe opens. I gotta get me one of those! He pulls out the glow stick. It's March, the new guy. "Here it is," he says, handing it over to the other Observer, December. "You're right. It's September's." I know these guys show barely any emotion, but it still feels that the way December said, "It's September's" had a little bit of disgusted annoyance, the way you'd talk about a co-worker whose screw-ups always create extra work for you. March says he must have lost it in 1985, the night he didn't save the boy. Hmmm. As in he tried to but didn't? Also interesting: March says September will be interested to know what happened to it. Given that when we last saw September, he seemed to be dying of a gunshot wound, that seems significant.
December turns to go, but March isn't done: "It appears that September did not obey your instructions. The boy is back. Peter Bishop has returned." December stares, impossible to read. Yeah, but you guys see all scenarios throughout all time, right, so didn't you know that? Well, it's not the first time I've been confused. You know what? If Fringe isn't going to survive, maybe we could try a spinoff? How about Farnsworth and Farnsworth?