Peter's explaining how September just abruptly stopped talking, said "They're coming," and then Peter was yanked out. Walter says he didn't do any yanking, so it must have been the "them" that are coming who did that. "He just kept on saying how I needed to get back to my timeline and my Olivia," says Peter. Lincoln says, "Your Olivia and our Olivia? I thought they were one and the same to you." Like seriously, who pissed in Agent Crankypants's cornflakes this morning? Still, Peter's looking reflective about it.
So they're right back where they started, with Nina being the only real lead. Broyles tells Lincoln that she's been on ice long enough, so maybe she's ready to deal now.
They leave, and Walter consoles Peter on his "valiant effort," adding that he's lucky to have made it out. He can't imagine what would have happened if the Observer had disappeared with Peter's consciousness still inside his brain. Less whining from Peter, probably.
Peter's moping about how September could've helped him find Olivia. Then he starts thinking about September telling him to go home, and he wonders if the Observer was being literal this time -- not home to his timeline, just home to his house? Astrid's all, "What do you think, that she's waiting for you at your house after she's been kidnapped?" Walter says it makes as much sense as anything else that's gone on here, and Astrid, in unison with everybody, says it doesn't make any sense, but of course that's Walter's point. Peter decides that he may as well go home to check it out. Maybe there's a clue there that can point him in Olivia's direction. And if not, he just got Party Down on DVD so now's as good a time as any for a mini-marathon.
He arrives home, and doesn't even turn on any lights before he starts calling Olivia's name. He just goes wandering through a dark house for some reason. Then Leland Spivey turns on a desk lamp, and Peter demands to know where Olivia is. Leland doesn't say anything, and Peter walks towards him -- and then gets struck on the back of the head by one of the other goons, who Peter might have seen coming if he'd turned on the damn lights.
But no! And now he's being dragged, semi-conscious, along a dingy corridor. In her cell -- where the lightbox sits, still unlit -- Olivia can hear movement on the other side of the shuttered window. She bangs on it, and after a moment, it's lifted -- and she's alarmed to see a groggy Peter sitting in the other side. Nina's strapped to the electrical apparatus again. Peter comes to, and the two of them check to make sure the other's OK, and then Leland pulls Peter back and holds a knife to his throat as David Robert Jones comes slithering in, saying it's nice of Mr. Bishop to join them. He says Olivia must have by now figured out that her every word was being monitored -- Olivia glances at Nina, who can't maintain eye contact. Burn in hell, Evil Nina! -- and that she believes Peter will be able to evoke the emotional response they need. "I find your silence encouraging," says Jones. Peter urges Olivia not to do it, but Jones warns that if she doesn't, Leland is going to start slicing off pieces of her friend. So Olivia turns and looks at the lightbox, and everyone watches with interest.