Charlie explains what they know (which is what we all saw), "If there's something strange in your neighbourhood..." says Peter. "Who you gotta call!" finishes Walter, incorrectly, perhaps for legal purposes? Sorry, Ray Parker Jr. No royalties for you. He says it sounds like a case of spontaneous human combustion. Peter says he thought that was just a myth, and Walter preposterously says, "A myth is just an unverified fact." He says he won't know anything until he gets the body back to the lab. "All right, I'll get the coroner to prep the bodies for transport," says Olivia, and Walter's all, "'Bodies'? Is there another somewhere?" Confused, Olivia looks down at the two bodies, and her vision seems to shake, and then there's only one body. Peter asks if she's all right. Sounding not all right, Olivia says she is.
Over at the federal building, Nina Sharp comes in to see Broyles in his office. He doesn't look overly surprised (or pleased) to see her there. "I won't play coy, Phillip," announces Nina, who says she understands the FBI has opened an investigation into Massive Dynamic. "As you can imagine, we spend a lot of money on counterintelligence, and any probe into our finances raises red flags." She asks him point-blank what they're fishing for. Broyles, who has been glaring at her hard enough to burn holes through her skull, says they have evidence that indicates William Bell may be involved with several biological attacks this past year. Which they really don't. Nina sputters that that's preposterous. "Perhaps. But as long as you're here, if you have something to offer, now would be the time," he says. She says she's not one of his street thugs that he can bully. Psst! Nina! It's Broyles. Not Daniels! She says Bell's not a terrorist, and Broyles says he'd prefer Bell tell him that himself, and Nina says something about Bell currently traveling, and also that Broyles is wasting his time.
"Is there something else?" he says. Nina turns on her heel and stomps out. Glad you came all the way down for that, Nina.
Over in the Fringe lab, Walter's doing his best to dissect the charred corpse and explaining to Astrid that "the average adult at rest contains enough potential energy to explode with the force of five very large hydrogen bombs." More, on Super Bowl Sunday after I've had my chili. Peter says that Walter's theoretically right, and his dad gets all jubilant over his son finally agreeing with him about something. "We're just not very good at releasing it," continues Peter, which Walter agrees with as well. He says we need a trigger. Astrid asks what would have released it in her. "Some say a particle is to blame, the appropriately named 'pyroton.' Maybe we could finally prove that it exists!" He tells Peter to fire up the electron microscope, and Peter says he took it apart for a project he's working on. This really pisses Walter off, but he gets pissed off when you get him the wrong brand of root beer. So he takes out his frustrations with a bone saw on the corpse.