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Goodbye to the show that changed my life. Goodbye to the show that defied logic. Goodbye to our little dysfunctional family. Goodbye to the Bishop family. Goodbye Olivia. Goodbye to your braveness, toughness, your pure goodness. Goodbye Peter. Goodbye to your loyalty, braveness and unconditional love. Goodbye Walter. Goodbye to your crazy and fascinating mind, to your good heart. Goodbye Astrid, Broyles and Nina. Goodbye to those who looked like you and we probably never thought would ended up loving so much. Goodbye Altliv. Goodbye to your sassiness, good humor and incredibly good heart. Goodbye Walternate, Lincoln and Alt!Astrid. Goodbye Gene. Goodbye to those that left us and broke our hearts in the process. Goodbye Etta, Charlie, Lincoln, Nina. Goodbye September. Goodbye August. Goodbye to your feelings that made us feel. Goodbye to those who weren’t with us for long but made an impact nonetheless. Goodbye Sam Weiss, Ella, Rachel, Henry the taxi driver, Henry the nugget, Simon Foster and Elizabeth Bishop. Goodbye cortexikids. Goodbye to all the evil that made us appreciate the goodness. Goodbye David Robert Jones, Sanford Harris, the shapeshifters, Walternate at times, William Bell and those non feeling Observers. Goodbye to those places that certainly feel like home now. Goodbye Walter’s Lab. Goodbye Olivia’s apartment. Goodbye Walter and Peter’s house. Goodbye Massive Dynamic. Goodbye to all those strange cases that by the end felt like any other day. Goodbye to the past, present, future, alternate universes, and alternate timelines. Goodbye the show that put love above everything else and wasn’t afraid of it. Goodbye to the fans that made what seemed impossible, possible. Goodbye to the little show that could. Goodbye Fringe. I’ll raise a white tulip in your honor.
“The fact that I am here has got nothing to do with anything except feeling. And soon, you’re not gonna be able to feel anything, not for me, not for Etta. She saved my life today with the bullet she brought to us. She’s alive inside us. And there’s nothing that Windmark can do about it because the love that we can share with her now is invulnerable to space and time, even to them. And I know that our hearts are broken and that it hurts, but that’s what makes us human. Peter, it’s our strength, because it’s the one thing that they don’t have. Now, we need to hold on to our connection with Etta, feeling what we felt for her, or she dies all over again. And we cannot let her be erased. Peter, I’m not asking you to abandon her. I’m asking you to hold on to her. You’re not one of them. You’re one of us. I want you to listen to me. I’m not gonna lose you again. Peter… Look at me. I love you. I love you.”
Fringe, 5x08 The Human Kind
every parting is a form of death, as every reunion is a type of heaven
“Olivia. I saw how you were with our little girl. I know how much you love her. And I’m not telling you to forget it, but… the past is the past. Don’t let it get in the way of this. I don’t know why it’s happening, but our family got a second chance. So I’m gonna take it.”
Fringe, 5x03 The Recordist
