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| - DOCTOR ANDERSON: Agent Dunham, I'm trying to help you get your life back so that you can go home, back to your life, your job, your family. OLIVIA: This is not my home. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Because you come from another universe? OLIVIA: Yes. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Olivia... What is happening to you, given the nature of your job, the upsetting events you come in contact with on a regular basis, coupled with the injury to your head... It's not surprising your mind has created this fantasy... a means of processing the trauma. OLIVIA: This is not a fantasy. OLIVIA: She looks like her, but it isn't her.
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| - DOCTOR ANDERSON: Agent Dunham, I'm trying to help you get your life back so that you can go home, back to your life, your job, your family. OLIVIA: This is not my home. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Because you come from another universe? OLIVIA: Yes. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Olivia... What is happening to you, given the nature of your job, the upsetting events you come in contact with on a regular basis, coupled with the injury to your head... It's not surprising your mind has created this fantasy... a means of processing the trauma. OLIVIA: This is not a fantasy. DOCTOR ANDERSON: You agree you are an agent with Fringe Division. OLIVIA: I work for the FBI in Fringe Division... dealing with weird and mysterious events that threaten the safety of the United States and its residents. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Good. (picks up a photo and shows it to Olivia) Is this your mother? OLIVIA: She looks like her, but it isn't her. DOCTOR ANDERSON: And these? (shows Olivia two more photos) Agent Lincoln Lee, Charlie Francis... are these your partners? OLIVIA: No. DOCTOR ANDERSON: And who is this? (shows another photo) OLIVIA: Another Olivia Dunham. The Olivia Dunham from over here. DOCTOR ANDERSON: And how does that sound to you, Olivia... What you're saying that there's a world beyond this world populated with people who look exactly like the people here? OLIVIA: It sounds preposterous, which is what I thought when I first learned about it, but as insane as it sounds, it's the truth. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Who's Peter? After you were injured outside the opera house, when you were under anesthesia, you mumbled the name "Peter." Is he one of your friends? The ones who came here with you from the other universe? OLIVIA: Peter is my colleague, a civilian consultant. My team and I crossed over here to find him and bring him home. DOCTOR ANDERSON: And where are they now... Peter and your friends? OLIVIA: I don't know. But I assume they had to go home without me. DOCTOR ANDERSON: Olivia, I know it's really scary... not being in control of one's own mind. OLIVIA: Doctor Anderson... I am not crazy. That is not my mother. My mother died when I was fourteen. The Charlie Francis that I knew was murdered. I have never won an olympic medal for marksmanship. None of these are me. This is not my life. DOCTOR ANDERSON: You think I'm trying to convince you you're someone you're not? Why would I do that? OLIVIA: I don't know
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