Olivia leans in and asks if Charlie can set up an interview with William Bell. "Massive Dynamic William Bell?" He's surprised to learn Bishop and Bell shared a lab, and I think by this point the family of the victims on flight 627 can give up any hope of this idiot crew finding out what happened.
Olivia takes the Bishops in to see the awesomely creepy translucent body of John. He looks like a He-Man villain action figure! Walter, however, is more transfixed by the bright fluorescent light, staring at it until Olivia snaps him out of it. Another agent, a woman named Farnsworth, gives Peter a look, like it's Peter's fault his dad is a moth.
Walter takes John's medical chart, and asks for a ginger ale, because he hasn't had one in a long time. Olivia sends Farnsworth out for some. Meanwhile, Walter picks up a scalpel. Peter freaks out and grabs his dad's hands. "Does this not concern you?" he asks Olivia. Olivia tells Peter to let him go, and Peter does, reluctantly, while his dad jerks away.
Walter carefully scrapes off some of John's jellied skin (ick) and puts it in a container, and says they need to get it to his lab. Olivia and Peter point out that his lab was shut down after Walter left it, which makes Walter freak out and knock some shit over as he storms out of the isolation unit. "We need to get him back immediately," Peter tells Olivia, who looks befuddled, in a surprise move.
So it's time for a visit to Broyles. Olivia asks him to arrange access to Walter's lab in the basement of Harvard's Kresge building. "I'm sorry, what?" says an incredulous Broyles. He's rather dumbfounded -- AS AM I -- that Harvard's merely been using the lab for storage since Walter was sent off to the mental hospital.
Now it's Broyles' turn to make it personal; while he'd like to believe Olivia's tenacity in this case is a result of a "remarkable and robust professionalism," he actually thinks it's because Scott was poking her. "Get the lab for Bishop," snaps Olivia, who turns on her heel and stomps out of the room. I think that's a big fat yes, Broyles.
So the crew flips on the lights in Walter's old lab, and it's this huge cavernous room that Harvard hasn't had any use for? I mean, it's not even being used for storage. There's just dust covers over all of Walter's old equipment. "So much happened here," sighs Walter. He turns back to the Fringe bunch: "And so much is about to."