After the credits, we're back at the taxi spot in Manhatan where 'Enry 'Iggins the cab driver is parked in the same spot where Olivia hijacked him. He's listening to the radio, which is talking about the proposed two-children-per-family law, which is opposed by most people but backed by "two of the three major parties."
He's quite surprised to see Olivia pop into the back of his cab again, but when she asks if she can buy him dinner, he has to think about it ... for about a microsecond.
So during breakfast, Olivia tells him that she needs to get to the Department of Defense facility on Liberty Island. She can steal a boat, but she can't leave it docked, otherwise the security patrol will find it. "I just need you to get me across the water," she says. Oh, is that all. Henry points out that she's with Fringe Division: "Don't you have super-secret clearance or something? Why you breaking into a government building?" he asks, and she says she has to go home. You know, if she needs help breaking into the super-defended military facility, she could at least give answers that make sense. "Oh, so home is on Liberty Island now," says Henry, all super-sarcastic.
Olivia starts laying it on thick, telling him that she's in trouble and her time is running out, and he's the only person she trusts, and she needs his help. Well, what's a guy supposed to do? Henry sighs and tells her that she doesn't need to steal a boat because his cousin has one.
Then she gets paged -- 400 Terry Ave, New Yonkers -- so she gives him her number and gets up to go. He asks if the people she's running away from are still after her.
"Not if they keep believing that I'm somebody else," she says.
Over at Max's house in New Yonkers, Olivia comes in as alt-Charlie is telling a cop that he'll let them know if Fringe Division officially assumes the case. Charlie gives her the quick brief: a kid was abducted from his bedroom last night. Lee comes in letting everyone know that molecular cohesion is intact and atmosphere readings are solid, so Charlie starts bitching about how kidnappings are tragic, but ninety-nine percent of them have nothing to do with Fringe. And Lee explains something that I'm sure Charlie already knows, that the Secretary's "Peter Bishop Act of '91" says every kidnapping gets treated like a possible Fringe event. Good god, Peter has legislation named after him? And not legislation that has something to do with stubble-related crimes? Charlie's not finished, though, and goes on to say that the cops don't need them to work their cases: "Waste of manpower," he concludes, not quite loudly enough to be heard by the bawling mother in the next room, who they all look at when the sobbing intensifies. "It's not a waste," says Olivia, quietly, and alt-Charlie, all "great, I guess I'm an asshole" says he'll go and get a statement.