Loeb's putting the wall-penetrating device to nefarious use: robbing banks. Or, at least, raiding a safe-deposit box at each of the banks he hits. When one of his team members gets caught halfway through a wall (Loeb puts him out of his misery with a bullet to the head), the Fringe team comes in. Olivia thinks she recognizes the dead thief as an old Marine buddy, but its John Scott's memories intruding again. Since she's got too many memories, maybe she can give some to Walter, who has forgotten about the safe-deposit boxes that he rented several years ago.
Eventually he does remember, and the team heads to Portland to try to foil the final robbery, but they're too late. So what was in the boxes? Money? Stocks? Bonds? Old baseball cards? No: pieces of equipment for a machine that Walter built that could theoretically reach across the space-time continuum. Walter thought it would be useful in order to obtain a specialist to tend to a gravely ill Peter. Loeb and his men use the equipment, which was theoretical and untested, mind you, to free David Jones from Science Prison. Jones has already arranged for the abduction of Olivia, which Broyles at first blames on Nina Sharp. She takes offense at that, and wants to see Olivia unharmed as well, because she and her Frankenstein team have figured out that some of the John Scott memories they're looking for are actually in Olivia's head. The biggest question that this episode leaves unanswered is: Why do we have to wait until JANUARY for more?
A gang of black-clad desperadoes efficiently makes its way through the Philadelphia Mutual Savings Bank, disarming the security cameras and alarms. Unfortunately, there's no laser grid criss-crossing the floor, which would have the benefit of providing more security AND looking cool. The gang's led by Loeb, so anyone who was watching a couple of episodes ago probably knows what to expect. They stop outside the ginormous safe and start setting up tripods and cameras and wires and cables -- more equipment than your average weekend summer rock festival. And then suddenly they're "good to go" and somebody taps some keys on a computer and the curtain thing they've attached to the side of the safe starts humming and vibrating. Apparently, the oscillations are good, and then one of the computer guys says he's "ready to open the grid," and then the "resonance is set." "Give me the grid," says Loeb, and two of his cronies pull the curtain apart from either side and tie it, leaving a diamond-shaped space in the middle. Someone shoots a gun that sends a cable flying through the wall, and then draws taut. "Magnet firm," says someone. Loeb and a couple of other dudes pull hoods up over their heads and put on goggles. He asks how much time they have, and some other guy says, "Confirming density and thickness." That's what she said! Then he says, "A minute forty-one." That's what sh--...
Anyway, Loeb and his two co-thieves crawl through the wall along the cable, coming out of the wall like they're coming out of a milk bath. Inside are rows and rows of safe-deposit boxes. Loeb's looking for 610, and eventually finds it (it was between 609 and 611), and they blast it open, freeing a metal box. "Thirty-five seconds," says Capt. Timekeeper. They attach the metal box to the cable and one of the guys slides it through. On the other side, he says, and slides it through the wall. On the other side, he checks his watch. "They better move or they're not going to make it," he says, even though I'm sure the original 1:41 passed ages ago. Inside, Lugo can't get the magnetized cable to disengage from the wall. "You go, I'm right behind you," he tells Loeb, who goes through to the other side. It's been like ten minutes at this point, but buddy says, "Fifteen seconds, what the hell's he doing?" Loeb tells them he's stuck. "He can't leave that in there. We're screwed if he does," says the guy. Well, yeah, THAT'S WHY HE'S STILL IN THERE. He finally pulls the cable free. "We got slack," says the dudes on the other side, and now it's a countdown as if the most recent fifteen seconds didn't run out like a minute ago. The other guys pull Lugo through, but he only makes it halfway before there's a sound like rubber being stretched and he cries out, caught in the wall. He looks up at Loeb, who shakes his head. "Grab everything. Let's go," says Loeb to the others, and they start to pack up. And about as emotionally as the way you dump water on your campfire embers, Loeb pulls out a gun and shoots a protesting Lugo in the head. I bet he longs for the moment when they were only worried about leaving a cable in the wall. "Let's go," he says. And the other guys aren't too quick to react, so he has to shout it. What are you going to do, shoot them? Oh, yes, quite possibly. Never mind.