WALT: Dad, please! Dad!
MICHAEL: Walt!
[Sawyer pops up from underwater in front of the burning raft.]
MICHAEL: Walt! No! Walt!
SAWYER: Mike!
MICHAEL: Walt!
JIN: Sawyer!
SAWYER: Jin!
JIN: [Something in Korean!]
MICHAEL: Walt! Walt!
[Sawyer swims to a piece of the raft, slab and pushes it toward Michael.]
SAWYER: Hang on Mike! Hang on Mike! Hang on.
[Sawyer grabs Michael as he's going under water, hauls him up onto the raft, slab wreckage and starts pounding his chest to revive him.]
SAWYER: Mike! Mike!
[Locke outside the hatch just as the light floodlight goes out.]
LOCKE: Kate! Kate!
[He secures the rope and lowers himself down.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Sawyer hitting Michael's chest and then performing CPR until Michael revives.]
MICHAEL: Where's Walt?
SAWYER: I don't know.
MICHAEL: Where is he?
SAWYER: I don't know.
MICHAEL: Where the hell is my son? Walt!
[FLASHBACK of Michael in a custody attorney's office.]
ATTORNEY: How'd wewe hurt your leg?
MICHAEL: Got hit kwa a car.
ATTORNEY: Ow.
MICHAEL: Yeah.
ATTORNEY: So, this is the paperwork your ex-wife sent over.
MICHAEL: She's not my ex-wife, man. She's just -- Walt's mother. She, uh, Susan, she just got an new job in Rome -- the boyfriend -- they want to take Walt with them.
ATTORNEY: Don't worry, I'm going to take very good care of you, Mr. Dawn.
MICHAEL: Dawson.
ATTORNEY: Right, sorry, Dawson. So this boyfriend -- this is this guy Brian Porter?
MICHAEL: Yeah, why, what's it say?
ATTORNEY: It seems that Susan wants wewe to relinquish your rights as Walt's father so that Mr. Porter can adopt him.
MICHAEL: She wants me to sign my son away?
ATTORNEY: It's the only way they can proceed with the adoption, yeah. Listen, if wewe sign this document -- legally, he'll be no different than any other kid wewe pass on the street. You'll be giving up your paternal rights -- all of them.
MICHAEL: Yeah, so then, can I stop her from going?
ATTORNEY: Well, I guess we could file an injunction so she couldn't leave the city.
MICHAEL: Yeah, that, that. I want to do that.
ATTORNEY: Right. Um, Mr. Dawson, the fact that wewe came in through these doors -- that tells me something. It tells me that I'm the best that wewe can afford. If we go mbele with this, it's going to take money. A lot of it, even at my rates. This is David and Goliath, so I've got to ask wewe -- are wewe sure wewe want to do this?
MICHAEL: They're not taking my son away.
[Michael and Sawyer on the piece of raft, slab wreckage.]
MICHAEL: Walt! Walt! [coughs] Walt!
SAWYER: Mike, wewe should save your energy.
MICHAEL: They took my son!
SAWYER: Yeah, I saw that -- onto a mashua which means he's not in shouting distance.
MICHAEL: wewe don't know that.
SAWYER: Well, I got a pretty good sense. And even if he was, there's nothing wewe can do.
MICHAEL: But if he can hear me, he knows that I'm alive -- that I'm coming for him -- that I'm going to get him back. Right now, all I've got is that maybe my son can hear me. Does that make any sense to you? Walt! Walt!
[Back at the hatch. Shot of the rope hung over the side, then Locke stepping in the water at the bottom.]
LOCKE: Kate.
[As he moves mbele his shoes are squeaking so he takes them off. He sees the logo and moves into Desmond's living quarters. He hears Kate moaning, finding her on the ground.]
LOCKE: Kate.
KATE: John.
LOCKE: Easy, easy, easy.
KATE: Oh, John.
[We hear a gun sound and Locke turns to find Desmond standing there with an assault bunduki pointed at them.]
DESMOND: Are wewe him? Are wewe him?
[Michael and Sawyer on the raft, slab wreckage.]
SAWYER: Jin! Jin! Jin!
MICHAEL: I thought we had to save our energy.
SAWYER: Yeah, well, Jin's still out there in the water, so if it's okay kwa you, I'm going to keep shouting for him. Jin!
MICHAEL: Feeling guilty.
SAWYER: What?
MICHAEL: wewe made me moto that flare.
SAWYER: I made wewe moto -- what, this is my fault?
MICHAEL: They took my son. They found us -- took Walt -- because wewe made me moto the flare.
SAWYER: At least Walt is on a mashua -- probably wrapped in a blanket with a cup of kakao -- while we're on this piece...
MICHAEL: Get off my raft.
SAWYER: What?
[The raft, slab is hit kwa something from below.]
SAWYER: What the hell is that?
[We can see a papa under water, swimming in front of the raft.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
MICHAEL: I see wewe managed to hold on to your best friend there [referring to Sawyer's gun]. That thing ain't going to work, anyway.
SAWYER: It'll work.
MICHAEL: wewe were under water.
SAWYER: What do wewe know about guns, anyway, Hoss. It'll work. [He starts slipping cartridges out of the magazine] Bullets are dry, powder's dry -- powder's dry... [the raft, slab is bumped kwa the papa again.]
MICHAEL: What the hell is that?
SAWYER: It's a shark. It's only a shark.
MICHAEL: It's only a shark? That's supposed to make me feel better? Well, I guess I know why the papa is hanging around -- your shoulder.
SAWYER: Oh, well, I'll just stop bleeding then. Did wewe suddenly forget what happened? Why I got shot?
MICHAEL: What?
SAWYER: Hey, how about a little gratitude here? I'm mean -- a thank you.
MICHAEL: Thank you? For what? For wewe trying to save your own ass?
SAWYER: wewe want me off this raft? wewe got it.
[Sawyer starts paddling with his arm to get to another piece of raft, slab wreckage which he climbs up on.]
SAWYER: I was trying to save your damn kid.
[Michael and Susan meeting with lawyers.]
LIZZY: [Susan's lawyer] Let's talk about Walt, shall we, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: Uh, sure, okay.
LIZZY: When was the last time wewe actually saw your son?
MICHAEL: Um, about a mwaka ago.
LIZZY: It was 14 months, actually.
ATTORNEY: Is that a question, Lizzy?
LIZZY: Why is that Mr. Dawson? Why so long?
MICHAEL: Susan took him to Amsterdam -- for work.
LIZZY: And wewe didn't have a problem with that?
MICHAEL: Excuse me?
LIZZY: Well, since she's now going to Rome and you're filing an injunction. It just seems a little inconsistent to me.
MICHAEL: Incon -- no. No, no, no, no.
ATTORNEY: Michael, she's baiting - she's baiting you. Don't give her an answer.
MICHAEL: She took him, though. I didn't want her to go.
ATTORNEY: Michael, please.
MICHAEL: [to Susan] wewe alisema there was nothing I could do.
LIZZY: And wewe didn't do anything, did you?
ATTORNEY: He's not going to answer that question.
LIZZY: That's because there is no answer. wewe were in an accident recently, no?
MICHAEL: Yeah.
LIZZY: wewe had several surgeries, spent weeks in a private hospital room, extensive rehabilitation. Who paid for all of that, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: [to Susan] I didn't ask wewe for anything.
LIZZY: [to court reporter] Could the record reflect that Mr. Dawson acknowledged that Ms. Lloyd paid his bills?
MICHAEL: Susan! Tell them -- Susan, tell them that I didn't ask wewe for anything.
LIZZY: Please don't address my client directly.
MICHAEL: But I didn't. [Michael's attorney interrupts him and whispers to him.]
LIZZY: Do wewe know what Walt's first words were, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: I'm sorry, what?
LIZZY: His first words, do wewe know what they were?
MICHAEL: I -- no, I -- I wasn't there.
LIZZY: Do wewe know what his inayopendelewa chakula is? [Michael doesn't respond] Do you...
MICHAEL: No!
ATTORNEY: This is unnecessary.
MICHAEL: No.
LIZZY: Well, for someone who wants to retain his paternal rights so badly wewe don't seem to know much about your son, Mr. Dawson.
MICHAEL: I'm his father.
LIZZY: I'm sorry, could wewe say that louder please -- just for the record.
MICHAEL: I'm his father.
[Michael and Sawyer each on their pieces of wreckage. Sawyer is ripping his shati where his bullet wound is.]
MICHAEL: Are wewe crazy? You're going to take a bullet out with your bare hands?
SAWYER: wewe got a better idea? [Michael doesn't respond] Then go to hell.
MICHAEL: You're never going to be able to do it kwa yourself.
SAWYER: I thought we parted ways, Mike.
MICHAEL: We're caught in the same current.
SAWYER: Still talking.
[Sawyer digs in the wound, screaming, and pulls the bullet out while Michael looks on.]
SAWYER: wewe got a Band-aid?
[At the hatch.]
DESMOND: Are wewe -- are wewe him?
LOCKE: Yes. Yes I am.
DESMOND: I can't believe it. You're finally here.
LOCKE: Well, here I am.
DESMOND: Who's she.
LOCKE: She's with me.
DESMOND: What did one snowman say to the other snowman?
LOCKE: I don't know what you're talking about.
DESMOND: Get rid of the knife. You're not him.
LOCKE: [discarding his knife] We didn't come here to hurt you.
DESMOND: Yeah, then why did wewe come?
KATE: We were in a plane crash.
DESMOND: Were wewe now? And when was that?
LOCKE: 44 days ago.
DESMOND: 44 days? Move.
LOCKE: How long have wewe been down here?
DESMOND: Shut it. [He throws a rope to Kate] Tie him up. Do it!
LOCKE: Wait. Wait, wait -- you're tying up the wrong person.
DESMOND: How's that, brother?
LOCKE: It's pointless to tie me up, I'm not dangerous. But her, she's a fugitive.
DESMOND: So, what does that make wewe then, brother?
LOCKE: I'm a regional collections manager for a cardboard manufacturer -- boxes primarily.
DESMOND: All right then, box man, tie her up.
[Locke reaches for Kate and she pulls away angrily.]
KATE: Don't wewe dare touch me.
DESMOND: Hey! wewe be good girl, right?
[Locke turns Kate around and starts tying her wrists.]
KATE: What do wewe think you're doing?
LOCKE: I'm doing what's best for all of us.
[Locke slips a kisu in Kate's jeans.]
DESMOND: Alright, bring her here.
KATE: [struggling] Oh, hey, John, wait, hey. Wait!
[Locke puts her in a storage room and closes the door.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Hurley and Jack at the caves.]
HURLEY: You're kidding, right? You're going back?
JACK: Yeah.
HURLEY: What about all that stuff wewe alisema about waiting 'til morning and watching the sun rise?
JACK: I changed my mind.
[Charlie and Claire.]
CLAIRE: What do wewe suppose all that's about?
CHARLIE: I reckon Jack's going to do something heroic. [Claire sighs and rolls her eyes] What?
CLAIRE: wewe always try to be funny when wewe don't want to answer a question.
CHARLIE: Try to be funny?
CLAIRE: [finding the Virgin Mary statue] What's this?
CHARLIE: Oh, I found it in the jungle.
CLAIRE: wewe found it?
CHARLIE: Yeah. Be careful. Be careful with it. Hey, take Aaron. [He hands the baby to Claire] You've got to be careful with it, wewe know. It's the Virgin Mary. She's holy.
CLAIRE: I didn't realize wewe were so religious.
CHARLIE: I'm not. It's just, wewe know, it might come in handy. It'd be a nice thing to have around.
[Michael and Sawyer on their pieces of wreckage.]
SAWYER: It wasn't the flare. I alisema it wasn't the flare. Those people that did this -- at first I thought they were fisherman au pirates au something. Then I got a good look at their boat. wewe know anything about boats, Mike? A mashua like that wasn't built for the open ocean -- water's coming over the side with the first little squall -- maybe got a range of 100 miles. Nope, a mashua like that had to have left port from somewhere close -- like the island. French chick alisema the Others were coming for a kid. I think they came, Mike.
MICHAEL: What?
SAWYER: He's the one they wanted -- why I got a bullet in my shoulder. Hell, Bluebeard blew us up because they wanted your kid.
MICHAEL: Are wewe saying this is my fault?
SAWYER: That's what I'm saying.
MICHAEL: They took my son because of you. They were sailing away.
SAWYER: They found us because they were looking for us, for Walt.
MICHAEL: Don't wewe ever say his name again, ever.
SAWYER: Oh, what are wewe gonna do, splash me?
[Michael splashes Sawyer, and Sawyer's piece of wreckage breaks apart. Sawyer swims back over to Michael's piece of wreckage and climbs on.]
SAWYER: Look, I know you...
MICHAEL: Shut up! Don't even -- wewe have no idea what it's like to care for somebody else.
[Susan alone in the lawyer's office as Michael enters.]
SUSAN: Hi.
MICHAEL: Where are your lawyers?
SUSAN: Out. I told them I wanted to talk just wewe and me. But if wewe want yours I understand.
MICHAEL: No, it's okay.
SUSAN: I think you're going to win.
MICHAEL: Excuse me?
SUSAN: In court. I think you're going to keep me from leaving the country with Walt. I just have to ask wewe why?
MICHAEL: Why what?
SUSAN: Why are wewe doing this?
MICHAEL: He's my son.
SUSAN: Since when, Michael? Look, I know wewe don't care about what's best for me, but in Rome I'll be senior partner at the firm. I'll be able to give Walt anything he needs. You're still on disability, Michael. wewe can't work. You're about to be evicted from your apartment.
MICHAEL: wewe got your lawyers checking up on me, now?
SUSAN: Well, of course I did. Just like wewe had your lawyers checking up on me. Nobody's winning here.
MICHAEL: Then stop.
SUSAN: Michael, the first thing wewe need to do is take care of yourself. wewe need to get healthy. wewe need to get back on your feet financially so wewe can get back to pursuing your art. wewe have rare talent as an artist, Michael. But how are wewe going to do that -- any of that -- and still be a part of Walt's life?
MICHAEL: I do it kwa doing it. Walt is my responsibility, too.
SUSAN: Then let him go because it's not about wewe au me -- it's about him. I don't want to go court, Michael. So please just let him go.
[Back at the hatch. Kate struggles in the storage room to cut the ropes off her wrists. The room is filled with chakula supplies. Sees a vent, has an Apollo Candy bar, and climbs up through the vent.]
[Scene changes to Locke and Desmond in the living quarters.]
LOCKE: The pilot alisema we had Lost radio contact, but kwa then we were already a thousand miles off course. Any tafuta teams would have aliyopewa up weeks ago.
DESMOND: So wewe were traveling from Sydney to Los Angeles?
LOCKE: Yes.
DESMOND: So the world is still out there?
LOCKE: As far as I know. Could wewe tell me your name?
DESMOND: My name? My name is Desmond.
LOCKE: Desmond, I'm John. wewe should know the gun is really unnecessary.
DESMOND: Yeah, so I should just hand it over to wewe then, should I? How many of wewe are there?
LOCKE: 43, but 4 sailed out this morning on a raft.
DESMOND: A raft?
LOCKE: That simulated sunlight -- is that because wewe never leave? Is there another way out?
DESMOND: How many of your group have gotten sick.
LOCKE: Sick?
DESMOND: Sick, as in ill, as in dead.
LOCKE: Is that why it says quarantine on the inside of the hatch...
DESMOND: Answer the question.
LOCKE: No one has. No one. No one is sick.
[The beeping signal is heard. Kate is shown moving through the ventilation ducts.]
DESMOND: Get up. [They go to the computer room.] Stand right there. Do wewe know how to use this, box man?
LOCKE: I haven't seen one of those in 20 years.
DESMOND: Do wewe know how to use it?
LOCKE: Yes.
DESMOND: Sit!
[We see a number countdown songesha from 2:38 to 2:37 to 2:36.]
DESMOND: Listen carefully, type in exactly what I tell wewe -- exactly, nothing else. 4, 8, 15... Did wewe hear that?
LOCKE: What?
DESMOND: What did wewe just put in? What number did wewe just put in?
LOCKE: 15
DESMOND: Right, 16, 23, 42. Now press execute.
LOCKE: [hesitating] What's going to happen?
DESMOND: Just push it!
[Locke pushes the execute button, and the counter resets to 108:00]
[Off camera we hear Jack's voice.]
JACK: Kate! Locke!
DESMOND: Who the hell is that?
LOCKE: That would be Jack.
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Desmond pushing Locke through the hatch. He looks through the scope and sees Jack.]
DESMOND: Who is he?
LOCKE: His, uh, his name is Jack. He's our doctor.
DESMOND: What is he doing here?
LOCKE: To be honest with wewe I'm a little surprised to see him.
DESMOND: Your doctor has a gun, brother. [He shoves Locke] Move. [He turns on the music] Make one sound and I'll shoot. Move.
[Kate can see Jack in the computer room and calls out to him, but he can't hear her.]
LOCKE: I wouldn't do that, Jack.
JACK: Where's Kate? What the hell did you...
DESMOND: [still behind a ukuta holding a gun to Locke's head] songesha and I kill him. Put the gun down.
JACK: Where's Kate?
LOCKE: Jack, it's okay.
DESMOND: I alisema drop it.
JACK: Where's Kate?
LOCKE: She's fine. Just put down the...
JACK: I'm not putting down anything.
[Desmond fires his gun which hits near where Kate is, in the vent.]
DESMOND: Do wewe want him to die? Put it down.
JACK: Is this what wewe were talking about Locke? Is this your destiny? All roads lead here?
LOCKE: Jack, calm down.
DESMOND: [moving behind Locke] Lower your gun au I'll blow his damned head off, brother.
JACK: You.
[Michael and Sawyer on the water. Sawyer sees one of the pontoons and tries to paddle the piece of wreckage over to it.]
MICHAEL: What the hell is that? Part of the raft, slab -- one of the pontoons. Stop paddling. hujambo stop it. You're putting a strain on the binds; it's going to break us up. [Sawyer just keeps paddling.] Damn it, you're going to...
[The piece of raft, slab starts to break apart and Sawyer ends up in the water.]
MICHAEL: hujambo Sawyer! Climb up.
SAWYER: I do and we both sink. I'm going for the pontoon.
MICHAEL: Don't be an idiot.
SAWYER: [handing Michael the gun] wewe see that toothy son of a bitch, wewe aim and squeeze, got it?
MICHAEL: Got it.
[Sawyer swims for it, and the papa goes for him. Michael pulls the trigger but nothing happens. Michael fires again several zaidi times and we see blood spray.]
MICHAEL: Sawyer! [Michael starts paddling over to the pontoon.] Sawyer! Sawyer!
[Sawyer pops up on the other side of the pontoon.]
SAWYER: Give me your hand.
[Michael helps Sawyer climb onto the pontoon, and climbs on himself.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Michael in a park. Susan and a young Walt enter.]
SUSAN: [to Walt] There he is, do wewe see him?
MICHAEL: Hey.
SUSAN: Hey, I'm sorry I'm late -- packing's been a disaster and the plane leaves first thing in the morning.
MICHAEL: Sure, no problem.
SUSAN: Uh, wewe want to say hi, Walt?
MICHAEL: Hi, Walt. I'm... hey, uh, [pulling a stuffed polar kubeba out of a bag] this is for you, man. [To Susan] He like bears?
SUSAN: Yes, sure, he's just really shy.
MICHAEL: [kneeling down to talk to Walt] hujambo little man, look, I guess I can't call wewe that -- I mean, because look how big wewe are. So, wewe and I -- well, we're not going to see each other for a while, Walt. But wewe are going to have a great life. I know your mommy, she's going to take real good care of you. And Brian is going to take good care of you, too. But, wewe know what? I just want wewe to know that no matter where wewe go that I -- that your daddy -- yeah, your daddy -- he loves wewe very, very much. And I always will. Always, okay.
SUSAN: I'm sorry -- this...
MICHAEL: It's okay. Uh, hey, here [handing her the bag] -- just, wewe know -- wewe know, let him know it's from me -- sometime.
SUSAN: Okay. Goodbye, Michael.
MICHAEL: Yeah, bye.
[Michael crying on the pontoon. Sawyer wakes up.]
SAWYER: wewe alright, Mike?
MICHAEL: It's my fault.
SAWYER: What?
MICHAEL: I never should have brought him on the raft. I'm going to get him back. I'm going to get back my son.
SAWYER: How about that? [They see land] The current brought us back. We're home.
[Sawyer and Michael walk up on shore. They hear Jin yelling.]
SAWYER: Jin?
[Jin's comes running onto the beach, pwani with his arms tied behind his back.]
SAWYER: Jin!
[Jin falls and Michael unties him while Jin's talking in Korean, obviously scared.]
Jin: Others. Others. [Jin sees the Others.] Others.
[Sawyer and Michael turn to look and we see a group coming of people coming toward them carrying crude club/mace type weapons.]
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MICHAEL: Walt!
[Sawyer pops up from underwater in front of the burning raft.]
MICHAEL: Walt! No! Walt!
SAWYER: Mike!
MICHAEL: Walt!
JIN: Sawyer!
SAWYER: Jin!
JIN: [Something in Korean!]
MICHAEL: Walt! Walt!
[Sawyer swims to a piece of the raft, slab and pushes it toward Michael.]
SAWYER: Hang on Mike! Hang on Mike! Hang on.
[Sawyer grabs Michael as he's going under water, hauls him up onto the raft, slab wreckage and starts pounding his chest to revive him.]
SAWYER: Mike! Mike!
[Locke outside the hatch just as the light floodlight goes out.]
LOCKE: Kate! Kate!
[He secures the rope and lowers himself down.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Sawyer hitting Michael's chest and then performing CPR until Michael revives.]
MICHAEL: Where's Walt?
SAWYER: I don't know.
MICHAEL: Where is he?
SAWYER: I don't know.
MICHAEL: Where the hell is my son? Walt!
[FLASHBACK of Michael in a custody attorney's office.]
ATTORNEY: How'd wewe hurt your leg?
MICHAEL: Got hit kwa a car.
ATTORNEY: Ow.
MICHAEL: Yeah.
ATTORNEY: So, this is the paperwork your ex-wife sent over.
MICHAEL: She's not my ex-wife, man. She's just -- Walt's mother. She, uh, Susan, she just got an new job in Rome -- the boyfriend -- they want to take Walt with them.
ATTORNEY: Don't worry, I'm going to take very good care of you, Mr. Dawn.
MICHAEL: Dawson.
ATTORNEY: Right, sorry, Dawson. So this boyfriend -- this is this guy Brian Porter?
MICHAEL: Yeah, why, what's it say?
ATTORNEY: It seems that Susan wants wewe to relinquish your rights as Walt's father so that Mr. Porter can adopt him.
MICHAEL: She wants me to sign my son away?
ATTORNEY: It's the only way they can proceed with the adoption, yeah. Listen, if wewe sign this document -- legally, he'll be no different than any other kid wewe pass on the street. You'll be giving up your paternal rights -- all of them.
MICHAEL: Yeah, so then, can I stop her from going?
ATTORNEY: Well, I guess we could file an injunction so she couldn't leave the city.
MICHAEL: Yeah, that, that. I want to do that.
ATTORNEY: Right. Um, Mr. Dawson, the fact that wewe came in through these doors -- that tells me something. It tells me that I'm the best that wewe can afford. If we go mbele with this, it's going to take money. A lot of it, even at my rates. This is David and Goliath, so I've got to ask wewe -- are wewe sure wewe want to do this?
MICHAEL: They're not taking my son away.
[Michael and Sawyer on the piece of raft, slab wreckage.]
MICHAEL: Walt! Walt! [coughs] Walt!
SAWYER: Mike, wewe should save your energy.
MICHAEL: They took my son!
SAWYER: Yeah, I saw that -- onto a mashua which means he's not in shouting distance.
MICHAEL: wewe don't know that.
SAWYER: Well, I got a pretty good sense. And even if he was, there's nothing wewe can do.
MICHAEL: But if he can hear me, he knows that I'm alive -- that I'm coming for him -- that I'm going to get him back. Right now, all I've got is that maybe my son can hear me. Does that make any sense to you? Walt! Walt!
[Back at the hatch. Shot of the rope hung over the side, then Locke stepping in the water at the bottom.]
LOCKE: Kate.
[As he moves mbele his shoes are squeaking so he takes them off. He sees the logo and moves into Desmond's living quarters. He hears Kate moaning, finding her on the ground.]
LOCKE: Kate.
KATE: John.
LOCKE: Easy, easy, easy.
KATE: Oh, John.
[We hear a gun sound and Locke turns to find Desmond standing there with an assault bunduki pointed at them.]
DESMOND: Are wewe him? Are wewe him?
[Michael and Sawyer on the raft, slab wreckage.]
SAWYER: Jin! Jin! Jin!
MICHAEL: I thought we had to save our energy.
SAWYER: Yeah, well, Jin's still out there in the water, so if it's okay kwa you, I'm going to keep shouting for him. Jin!
MICHAEL: Feeling guilty.
SAWYER: What?
MICHAEL: wewe made me moto that flare.
SAWYER: I made wewe moto -- what, this is my fault?
MICHAEL: They took my son. They found us -- took Walt -- because wewe made me moto the flare.
SAWYER: At least Walt is on a mashua -- probably wrapped in a blanket with a cup of kakao -- while we're on this piece...
MICHAEL: Get off my raft.
SAWYER: What?
[The raft, slab is hit kwa something from below.]
SAWYER: What the hell is that?
[We can see a papa under water, swimming in front of the raft.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
MICHAEL: I see wewe managed to hold on to your best friend there [referring to Sawyer's gun]. That thing ain't going to work, anyway.
SAWYER: It'll work.
MICHAEL: wewe were under water.
SAWYER: What do wewe know about guns, anyway, Hoss. It'll work. [He starts slipping cartridges out of the magazine] Bullets are dry, powder's dry -- powder's dry... [the raft, slab is bumped kwa the papa again.]
MICHAEL: What the hell is that?
SAWYER: It's a shark. It's only a shark.
MICHAEL: It's only a shark? That's supposed to make me feel better? Well, I guess I know why the papa is hanging around -- your shoulder.
SAWYER: Oh, well, I'll just stop bleeding then. Did wewe suddenly forget what happened? Why I got shot?
MICHAEL: What?
SAWYER: Hey, how about a little gratitude here? I'm mean -- a thank you.
MICHAEL: Thank you? For what? For wewe trying to save your own ass?
SAWYER: wewe want me off this raft? wewe got it.
[Sawyer starts paddling with his arm to get to another piece of raft, slab wreckage which he climbs up on.]
SAWYER: I was trying to save your damn kid.
[Michael and Susan meeting with lawyers.]
LIZZY: [Susan's lawyer] Let's talk about Walt, shall we, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: Uh, sure, okay.
LIZZY: When was the last time wewe actually saw your son?
MICHAEL: Um, about a mwaka ago.
LIZZY: It was 14 months, actually.
ATTORNEY: Is that a question, Lizzy?
LIZZY: Why is that Mr. Dawson? Why so long?
MICHAEL: Susan took him to Amsterdam -- for work.
LIZZY: And wewe didn't have a problem with that?
MICHAEL: Excuse me?
LIZZY: Well, since she's now going to Rome and you're filing an injunction. It just seems a little inconsistent to me.
MICHAEL: Incon -- no. No, no, no, no.
ATTORNEY: Michael, she's baiting - she's baiting you. Don't give her an answer.
MICHAEL: She took him, though. I didn't want her to go.
ATTORNEY: Michael, please.
MICHAEL: [to Susan] wewe alisema there was nothing I could do.
LIZZY: And wewe didn't do anything, did you?
ATTORNEY: He's not going to answer that question.
LIZZY: That's because there is no answer. wewe were in an accident recently, no?
MICHAEL: Yeah.
LIZZY: wewe had several surgeries, spent weeks in a private hospital room, extensive rehabilitation. Who paid for all of that, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: [to Susan] I didn't ask wewe for anything.
LIZZY: [to court reporter] Could the record reflect that Mr. Dawson acknowledged that Ms. Lloyd paid his bills?
MICHAEL: Susan! Tell them -- Susan, tell them that I didn't ask wewe for anything.
LIZZY: Please don't address my client directly.
MICHAEL: But I didn't. [Michael's attorney interrupts him and whispers to him.]
LIZZY: Do wewe know what Walt's first words were, Mr. Dawson?
MICHAEL: I'm sorry, what?
LIZZY: His first words, do wewe know what they were?
MICHAEL: I -- no, I -- I wasn't there.
LIZZY: Do wewe know what his inayopendelewa chakula is? [Michael doesn't respond] Do you...
MICHAEL: No!
ATTORNEY: This is unnecessary.
MICHAEL: No.
LIZZY: Well, for someone who wants to retain his paternal rights so badly wewe don't seem to know much about your son, Mr. Dawson.
MICHAEL: I'm his father.
LIZZY: I'm sorry, could wewe say that louder please -- just for the record.
MICHAEL: I'm his father.
[Michael and Sawyer each on their pieces of wreckage. Sawyer is ripping his shati where his bullet wound is.]
MICHAEL: Are wewe crazy? You're going to take a bullet out with your bare hands?
SAWYER: wewe got a better idea? [Michael doesn't respond] Then go to hell.
MICHAEL: You're never going to be able to do it kwa yourself.
SAWYER: I thought we parted ways, Mike.
MICHAEL: We're caught in the same current.
SAWYER: Still talking.
[Sawyer digs in the wound, screaming, and pulls the bullet out while Michael looks on.]
SAWYER: wewe got a Band-aid?
[At the hatch.]
DESMOND: Are wewe -- are wewe him?
LOCKE: Yes. Yes I am.
DESMOND: I can't believe it. You're finally here.
LOCKE: Well, here I am.
DESMOND: Who's she.
LOCKE: She's with me.
DESMOND: What did one snowman say to the other snowman?
LOCKE: I don't know what you're talking about.
DESMOND: Get rid of the knife. You're not him.
LOCKE: [discarding his knife] We didn't come here to hurt you.
DESMOND: Yeah, then why did wewe come?
KATE: We were in a plane crash.
DESMOND: Were wewe now? And when was that?
LOCKE: 44 days ago.
DESMOND: 44 days? Move.
LOCKE: How long have wewe been down here?
DESMOND: Shut it. [He throws a rope to Kate] Tie him up. Do it!
LOCKE: Wait. Wait, wait -- you're tying up the wrong person.
DESMOND: How's that, brother?
LOCKE: It's pointless to tie me up, I'm not dangerous. But her, she's a fugitive.
DESMOND: So, what does that make wewe then, brother?
LOCKE: I'm a regional collections manager for a cardboard manufacturer -- boxes primarily.
DESMOND: All right then, box man, tie her up.
[Locke reaches for Kate and she pulls away angrily.]
KATE: Don't wewe dare touch me.
DESMOND: Hey! wewe be good girl, right?
[Locke turns Kate around and starts tying her wrists.]
KATE: What do wewe think you're doing?
LOCKE: I'm doing what's best for all of us.
[Locke slips a kisu in Kate's jeans.]
DESMOND: Alright, bring her here.
KATE: [struggling] Oh, hey, John, wait, hey. Wait!
[Locke puts her in a storage room and closes the door.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Hurley and Jack at the caves.]
HURLEY: You're kidding, right? You're going back?
JACK: Yeah.
HURLEY: What about all that stuff wewe alisema about waiting 'til morning and watching the sun rise?
JACK: I changed my mind.
[Charlie and Claire.]
CLAIRE: What do wewe suppose all that's about?
CHARLIE: I reckon Jack's going to do something heroic. [Claire sighs and rolls her eyes] What?
CLAIRE: wewe always try to be funny when wewe don't want to answer a question.
CHARLIE: Try to be funny?
CLAIRE: [finding the Virgin Mary statue] What's this?
CHARLIE: Oh, I found it in the jungle.
CLAIRE: wewe found it?
CHARLIE: Yeah. Be careful. Be careful with it. Hey, take Aaron. [He hands the baby to Claire] You've got to be careful with it, wewe know. It's the Virgin Mary. She's holy.
CLAIRE: I didn't realize wewe were so religious.
CHARLIE: I'm not. It's just, wewe know, it might come in handy. It'd be a nice thing to have around.
[Michael and Sawyer on their pieces of wreckage.]
SAWYER: It wasn't the flare. I alisema it wasn't the flare. Those people that did this -- at first I thought they were fisherman au pirates au something. Then I got a good look at their boat. wewe know anything about boats, Mike? A mashua like that wasn't built for the open ocean -- water's coming over the side with the first little squall -- maybe got a range of 100 miles. Nope, a mashua like that had to have left port from somewhere close -- like the island. French chick alisema the Others were coming for a kid. I think they came, Mike.
MICHAEL: What?
SAWYER: He's the one they wanted -- why I got a bullet in my shoulder. Hell, Bluebeard blew us up because they wanted your kid.
MICHAEL: Are wewe saying this is my fault?
SAWYER: That's what I'm saying.
MICHAEL: They took my son because of you. They were sailing away.
SAWYER: They found us because they were looking for us, for Walt.
MICHAEL: Don't wewe ever say his name again, ever.
SAWYER: Oh, what are wewe gonna do, splash me?
[Michael splashes Sawyer, and Sawyer's piece of wreckage breaks apart. Sawyer swims back over to Michael's piece of wreckage and climbs on.]
SAWYER: Look, I know you...
MICHAEL: Shut up! Don't even -- wewe have no idea what it's like to care for somebody else.
[Susan alone in the lawyer's office as Michael enters.]
SUSAN: Hi.
MICHAEL: Where are your lawyers?
SUSAN: Out. I told them I wanted to talk just wewe and me. But if wewe want yours I understand.
MICHAEL: No, it's okay.
SUSAN: I think you're going to win.
MICHAEL: Excuse me?
SUSAN: In court. I think you're going to keep me from leaving the country with Walt. I just have to ask wewe why?
MICHAEL: Why what?
SUSAN: Why are wewe doing this?
MICHAEL: He's my son.
SUSAN: Since when, Michael? Look, I know wewe don't care about what's best for me, but in Rome I'll be senior partner at the firm. I'll be able to give Walt anything he needs. You're still on disability, Michael. wewe can't work. You're about to be evicted from your apartment.
MICHAEL: wewe got your lawyers checking up on me, now?
SUSAN: Well, of course I did. Just like wewe had your lawyers checking up on me. Nobody's winning here.
MICHAEL: Then stop.
SUSAN: Michael, the first thing wewe need to do is take care of yourself. wewe need to get healthy. wewe need to get back on your feet financially so wewe can get back to pursuing your art. wewe have rare talent as an artist, Michael. But how are wewe going to do that -- any of that -- and still be a part of Walt's life?
MICHAEL: I do it kwa doing it. Walt is my responsibility, too.
SUSAN: Then let him go because it's not about wewe au me -- it's about him. I don't want to go court, Michael. So please just let him go.
[Back at the hatch. Kate struggles in the storage room to cut the ropes off her wrists. The room is filled with chakula supplies. Sees a vent, has an Apollo Candy bar, and climbs up through the vent.]
[Scene changes to Locke and Desmond in the living quarters.]
LOCKE: The pilot alisema we had Lost radio contact, but kwa then we were already a thousand miles off course. Any tafuta teams would have aliyopewa up weeks ago.
DESMOND: So wewe were traveling from Sydney to Los Angeles?
LOCKE: Yes.
DESMOND: So the world is still out there?
LOCKE: As far as I know. Could wewe tell me your name?
DESMOND: My name? My name is Desmond.
LOCKE: Desmond, I'm John. wewe should know the gun is really unnecessary.
DESMOND: Yeah, so I should just hand it over to wewe then, should I? How many of wewe are there?
LOCKE: 43, but 4 sailed out this morning on a raft.
DESMOND: A raft?
LOCKE: That simulated sunlight -- is that because wewe never leave? Is there another way out?
DESMOND: How many of your group have gotten sick.
LOCKE: Sick?
DESMOND: Sick, as in ill, as in dead.
LOCKE: Is that why it says quarantine on the inside of the hatch...
DESMOND: Answer the question.
LOCKE: No one has. No one. No one is sick.
[The beeping signal is heard. Kate is shown moving through the ventilation ducts.]
DESMOND: Get up. [They go to the computer room.] Stand right there. Do wewe know how to use this, box man?
LOCKE: I haven't seen one of those in 20 years.
DESMOND: Do wewe know how to use it?
LOCKE: Yes.
DESMOND: Sit!
[We see a number countdown songesha from 2:38 to 2:37 to 2:36.]
DESMOND: Listen carefully, type in exactly what I tell wewe -- exactly, nothing else. 4, 8, 15... Did wewe hear that?
LOCKE: What?
DESMOND: What did wewe just put in? What number did wewe just put in?
LOCKE: 15
DESMOND: Right, 16, 23, 42. Now press execute.
LOCKE: [hesitating] What's going to happen?
DESMOND: Just push it!
[Locke pushes the execute button, and the counter resets to 108:00]
[Off camera we hear Jack's voice.]
JACK: Kate! Locke!
DESMOND: Who the hell is that?
LOCKE: That would be Jack.
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Desmond pushing Locke through the hatch. He looks through the scope and sees Jack.]
DESMOND: Who is he?
LOCKE: His, uh, his name is Jack. He's our doctor.
DESMOND: What is he doing here?
LOCKE: To be honest with wewe I'm a little surprised to see him.
DESMOND: Your doctor has a gun, brother. [He shoves Locke] Move. [He turns on the music] Make one sound and I'll shoot. Move.
[Kate can see Jack in the computer room and calls out to him, but he can't hear her.]
LOCKE: I wouldn't do that, Jack.
JACK: Where's Kate? What the hell did you...
DESMOND: [still behind a ukuta holding a gun to Locke's head] songesha and I kill him. Put the gun down.
JACK: Where's Kate?
LOCKE: Jack, it's okay.
DESMOND: I alisema drop it.
JACK: Where's Kate?
LOCKE: She's fine. Just put down the...
JACK: I'm not putting down anything.
[Desmond fires his gun which hits near where Kate is, in the vent.]
DESMOND: Do wewe want him to die? Put it down.
JACK: Is this what wewe were talking about Locke? Is this your destiny? All roads lead here?
LOCKE: Jack, calm down.
DESMOND: [moving behind Locke] Lower your gun au I'll blow his damned head off, brother.
JACK: You.
[Michael and Sawyer on the water. Sawyer sees one of the pontoons and tries to paddle the piece of wreckage over to it.]
MICHAEL: What the hell is that? Part of the raft, slab -- one of the pontoons. Stop paddling. hujambo stop it. You're putting a strain on the binds; it's going to break us up. [Sawyer just keeps paddling.] Damn it, you're going to...
[The piece of raft, slab starts to break apart and Sawyer ends up in the water.]
MICHAEL: hujambo Sawyer! Climb up.
SAWYER: I do and we both sink. I'm going for the pontoon.
MICHAEL: Don't be an idiot.
SAWYER: [handing Michael the gun] wewe see that toothy son of a bitch, wewe aim and squeeze, got it?
MICHAEL: Got it.
[Sawyer swims for it, and the papa goes for him. Michael pulls the trigger but nothing happens. Michael fires again several zaidi times and we see blood spray.]
MICHAEL: Sawyer! [Michael starts paddling over to the pontoon.] Sawyer! Sawyer!
[Sawyer pops up on the other side of the pontoon.]
SAWYER: Give me your hand.
[Michael helps Sawyer climb onto the pontoon, and climbs on himself.]
[COMMERCIAL BREAK]
[Michael in a park. Susan and a young Walt enter.]
SUSAN: [to Walt] There he is, do wewe see him?
MICHAEL: Hey.
SUSAN: Hey, I'm sorry I'm late -- packing's been a disaster and the plane leaves first thing in the morning.
MICHAEL: Sure, no problem.
SUSAN: Uh, wewe want to say hi, Walt?
MICHAEL: Hi, Walt. I'm... hey, uh, [pulling a stuffed polar kubeba out of a bag] this is for you, man. [To Susan] He like bears?
SUSAN: Yes, sure, he's just really shy.
MICHAEL: [kneeling down to talk to Walt] hujambo little man, look, I guess I can't call wewe that -- I mean, because look how big wewe are. So, wewe and I -- well, we're not going to see each other for a while, Walt. But wewe are going to have a great life. I know your mommy, she's going to take real good care of you. And Brian is going to take good care of you, too. But, wewe know what? I just want wewe to know that no matter where wewe go that I -- that your daddy -- yeah, your daddy -- he loves wewe very, very much. And I always will. Always, okay.
SUSAN: I'm sorry -- this...
MICHAEL: It's okay. Uh, hey, here [handing her the bag] -- just, wewe know -- wewe know, let him know it's from me -- sometime.
SUSAN: Okay. Goodbye, Michael.
MICHAEL: Yeah, bye.
[Michael crying on the pontoon. Sawyer wakes up.]
SAWYER: wewe alright, Mike?
MICHAEL: It's my fault.
SAWYER: What?
MICHAEL: I never should have brought him on the raft. I'm going to get him back. I'm going to get back my son.
SAWYER: How about that? [They see land] The current brought us back. We're home.
[Sawyer and Michael walk up on shore. They hear Jin yelling.]
SAWYER: Jin?
[Jin's comes running onto the beach, pwani with his arms tied behind his back.]
SAWYER: Jin!
[Jin falls and Michael unties him while Jin's talking in Korean, obviously scared.]
Jin: Others. Others. [Jin sees the Others.] Others.
[Sawyer and Michael turn to look and we see a group coming of people coming toward them carrying crude club/mace type weapons.]
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