All language subtitles for Lost_S01E04_Walkabout.en.closedcaptions

[jet engine shrieking]

[screaming]

[Jin screaming]

[Shannon screaming]

[people yelling]

[Shannon screaming] Help me!

[dog barking]

[barking continues]

[Michael] Hey, Walt,
you gotta keep that dog quiet.

I don't know what's wrong with him.
Come on, Vincent. Cut that out!

[Michael] Aw… [stammering]

Hey. Sorry. Sorry.

-[indistinct clattering]
-[barking continues]

[loud roaring]

[glass shattering]

[indistinct shouting]

[clattering continues]

[barking continues]

[woman] What's he barking at?

-[loud growling]
-[clattering continues]

-What is it?
-Somebody's in there.

-Everyone in there's dead.
-Sawyer.

Right behind you, jackass.

[Kate] Jack.

[clattering continues]

[low growling]

I'm gonna shed some light on this thing.

-[animal growling]
-Run! Get out of here!

[people screaming]

Oh, crud. Now what?

[woman] Help me!

-[roaring]
-[screaming]

Come on.

[wild boars squealing]

[growling]

They've gone.

[speaking Korean]

[Charlie] What the hell was that?

Boars.

-[Charlie groaning]
-[Jack] Those boars were looking to feed.

We have to get rid of the bodies.

Bury them? There's a whole bunch in there.

More than 20.
Digging will be difficult without shovels.

Not bury. We need to burn them.

-They're people.
-I know they're people, Kate.

Burning the remains.
They deserve better than that.

[Jack] Better than what?

Being eaten by wild animals?
Because that's what's gonna happen.

Any bodies we bury
are not gonna stay buried for long.

Look, I know this seems harsh,
but that fuselage in the sun…

It's not about what they deserve.

They're gone, and… we're not.

What you say may be true,

but for us to decide how these people
are laid to rest, it's not right.

No regard for their wishes?
Their religions?

We don't have time
to sort out everybody's god.

Really? Last I heard,
we were positively made of time.

Look, I'm not happy about it either.

But we crashed a thousand miles
off course.

They're looking for us in the wrong place.
It's been four days.

No one's come.

Tomorrow morning we need everyone
to start gathering up wood, dried brush.

We'll turn that fuselage into a furnace.

Wait until the sun goes down
tomorrow night before we set the fire.

If he's so eager to burn the bodies,
why are we waiting till sundown?

He's hoping someone will see it.

Looks like I'm not the only one
who didn't sleep last night.

There are better things to do with my time
than collect firewood.

You don't agree with Jack.

-What are you making?
-Too soon to talk about.

I'm not sure if it will even work.

You're trying to pick up the transmission?

The one we heard on the transceiver.

If the French woman's transmissions have
truly been playing on a loop for 16 years,

there must be a power source
on the island.

A significant one.

-And you can find it?
-Hypothetically, yes.

I'm making an antenna of sorts.

With a few of these mounted
at different points on the island,

I may be able to use the transceiver
to triangulate the signal,

-find out where it's coming from.
-So, what can I do to help?

It appears you're as anxious
to get off this island as I am.

[Walt] Catch the ball.
Catch the ball, Vincent. Good boy.

Good job, Vincent.

Hey, hey, where you going, man?

Nowhere. I just thought I'd see
what Mr. Locke was doing.

Hey, why don't you help your dad
with the wood?

Mr. Locke doesn't want a kid
hanging around him all day.

At least he talks to me.

Come on, Vincent.

[Hurley] What's your problem?
Hand 'em over!

[Sawyer] No.

There's other people here.

If one of us wouldn't eat
more than his fair share--

-That's bull.
-[Jack] Guys, knock it off.

You're not happy
unless you're screwing over…

-I'm peachy, pork pie.
-Guys, knock it off!

-Stay out of this, metro!
-Hey!

What's going on?

Jethro's hoarding
the last of the peanuts.

My own stash. I found it in there.

-What about the rest of the food?
-There is no rest of the food, dude.

-We kinda… ate it all.
-What?

[woman] Nothing's left?
What are you talking about?

[people murmuring]

Okay, everybody, just calm down.

We can find food.
There are plenty of things on this island

we can use for sustenance.

And exactly how are we gonna find
this sustenance?

We hunt.

How'd you get that knife on the plane?

Checked it.

You either have very good aim,

or very bad aim, Mr…

Locke. His name is Locke.

Mr. Locke, what is it that we're hunting?

We know there are wild boar on the island.

Razorbacks, by the look of them.

The ones that came into the camp
last night were piglets.

A hundred, 150 pounds each.

Which means that there's a mother nearby.

A 250-pound rat

with scimitar-like tusks
and a surly disposition

who'd love nothing more than
to eviscerate anything that comes near.

A boar's usual mode of attack is to
circle around and charge from behind,

so it will take at least
three of us to to distract her

for me to flank one of the piglets,

pin it, and slit its throat.

And you gave him his knife back?

Well, if you've got a better idea…

Better than three of you
wandering into the magic forest

to bag a hunk o' ham with nothing
but a little bitty hunting knife?

Hell, no. It's the best idea I ever heard.

Who is this guy?

[telephone rings]

-Yes?
-[man] Colonel Locke, is this line secure?

-Line secure. GL-12, go ahead.
-Target area is acquired.

Maneuvers are a go for 1300 hours.
Repeat. We are a go.

Roger that. We'll convene at the usual
rendezvous point at 1300 hours.

Locke! I told you I need those TPS reports
done by noon today.

-Not 12:30, not 12:15. Noon.
-I heard you the first time, Randy.

And no personal calls
during office hours… Colonel.

So…

hunting boar now, huh?

Who says this is my first time
boar hunting?

Uh-huh.

Tell me something,
how come anytime there's a hike

into the heart of darkness, you sign up?

You know what's in there.

Actually, I don't.

And neither do you.

What's your feel on our new friend?

-[Locke sharpening knife]
-Seems to know what he's doing.

You can call me paranoid, but anyone
who packs a suitcase full of knives…

If I didn't know any better,
I'd say you're worried about me.

If I didn't know any better,

I'd say you have a problem
staying in one place for very long, Kate.

So, you wanna tell me
why you're really going?

Sayid gave me this so he can triangulate
the distress signal we heard.

-Find the source.
-This isn't about boars?

I'm a vegetarian.

-But why can't I come?
-'Cause I said so.

Hi. Hi. Excuse me.

Um…

Um…

Look, I am going off,

away to, uh, hunt,

and, uh, I was wondering if you, um…

If you could keep an eye

on my boy, Walt.

And, and I'm Michael.

Anyway,

could you watch him for me

until I come back?

[speaks Korean]

Sorry, I don't understand,
but you're cool with this, right?

-I don't need a babysitter.
-Come on, man. Vincent needs you here.

Hey, cheer up.

This will give me a chance
to know Mr. Locke better.

[speaking Korean]

Yeah. Whatever.

Excuse me. Doctor?

It's Jack.

-Claire, right?
-Yeah.

-How's the…
-Oh, he's… he's good. Yeah. Thanks.

I thought maybe you should see this.

Someone found it in there.

They're collecting all the belongings.

They're wedding plans
for Steve and Kristen.

They were on the plane
sitting a couple of rows behind me.

I remember because they looked so happy.

I don't understand
what I'm supposed to do with this.

Oh, well, some of us were wondering

if maybe we should do some kind
of memorial service or something.

You could lead it.

Uh…

-No, I don't think--
-Well, you know, just a few words,

or even we could just read off names
from passports and driver's--

-Look, it's not my thing.
-Oh, okay.

-Maybe I'll do it.
-Yeah. Sounds fine.

Whatever everybody wants.

-That woman is still sitting there.
-Mm-hmm.

-Her husband was on the plane.
-Great.

Are you even listening to me?

What's a four-letter word
for "I don't care"?

I just think somebody should talk to her.

I nominate you, Captain America.

You can't help yourself, can you?

Yeah, at least you don't have to
worry about starving

with me taking care of you.

-I'm not gonna starve.
-Right. What are you gonna eat?

Ocean's full of fish.

I hate to break it to you.

The ocean is not gonna
take your gold card.

You really don't think I can catch a fish?

You find something?

The ground here has been rooted up.

That's how boars get
the majority of their food. They dig.

Afterwards, they generally wallow
in the dirt, rub up against the trees,

scoring it with their tusks.

Okay. So what's all that mean?

It means we're close.

-Hi.
-Hi.

-Shannon, right?
-Yeah.

Are you doing anything?

Me? No, I was just, uh…

What are you doing?

Um…

I was just gonna go for a walk.

You want to come?

Yeah. Yes.

Sure.

Can I ask you something?

I wondered when this was gonna come up.

Yes, I am the bass guitarist in--

Yeah. Do you know anything about fishing?

What? Fish-- Fishing?

Uh, my granddad used to take me out.

Taught me everything he knows.
Everything he knew.

-He's dead now, God rest his soul.
-Oh.

Uh, yeah, I'm like a…

I'm-- I'm a fishing fiend, you know.
I mean, England's an island,

so I just throw it in and fish.

[Charlie whistles]

Good.

Hey, Doc, you got a second?

What's up?

That woman's been sitting
over there by herself.

Maybe she's having trouble
dealing with her husband.

I don't think she's had
anything to eat or drink.

Think maybe you could go talk to her?

Why me? I'm not a psychiatrist.
Maybe you should--

Just thought you might want to do it.

You're the one that saved her life.

Hi.

Rose, right?

You remember me?

Seat 23A. I was…

the guy that told you not to worry
about the turbulence.

Everybody's getting pretty worried
about you, Rose.

If you want to be alone, that's fine,
but must take care of yourself.

You should really drink.

Okay.

We don't have to talk.
Let's just sit… for a while.

How's your son?
How's he handling all this?

A hell of a lot better than I am.

You must be proud. He's a brave kid.

Yeah. I can't take credit for that.

I wasn't part of his life
till his mother passed away two weeks ago.

-I'm sorry. I didn't know.
-That's okay.

They were living in Sydney
the past couple of years.

I flew out last week
to, you know, go get him.

[distant growling]

-What were you doing in Australia?
-[growling continues]

Shh.

[rustling]

Hey, quit giving us the steal signal.

[boar squealing]

[groans]

Oh!

[groaning]

Oh, God. Michael.

[Michael] Oh, God!

[Kate] It's bad.

[man] Move.

You've got to move, Colonel.

Your troops are across enemy lines.

Patience,

the quality which you lack, GL-12,
is the hallmark of a leader.

[Randy] Hallmark, huh?

Tell me more about being a leader, Locke.

And while you're at it,
tell me about this colonel thing.

I perused your file in Human Resources.

You've never been
in any of the armed forces.

I'm just playing a game, Randy.
It's my lunch hour. I can play a game.

Yeah.

Tell me, what's a walkabout?

"Experience the dream journeys
of the fabled Australian outback."

You have no right taking that off my desk.

So you wander around

hunting and gathering food, right?

-On foot?
-Not that you would understand,

but a walkabout
is a journey of spiritual renewal

where one derives strength from the earth
and becomes inseparable from it.

I have vacation days. I'm going, Randy.
I already made a reservation.

Wow, John, you're really doing it, huh?

You tell Helen yet?

Helen? What's this, Locke?

-You've got a woman in your life?
-That's none of your business.

What is it with you, Locke?
Why do you torture yourself?

I mean, imagining you're some hunter?

And walkabouts? Wake up.

You can't do any of that.

Norman Croucher.

-What? Norman what?
-Norman Croucher. Norman Croucher.

Double amputee, no legs.

He climbed to the top of Mount Everest.

Why? It was his destiny.

[Randy] That's what you think
you got, old man?

[scoffs] Destiny?

Just…

don't tell me what I can't do.

[Kate] John.

He's hurt.

-John? Can you hear me?
-[Michael groaning]

Locke! John, you okay?

[Michael groaning]

[Kate] Locke?

I'm fine. I'm fine, Helen.

I got the wind knocked out of me
is all.

-Helen?
-God!

-What?
-You called me Helen.

Did I?

[breathing heavily]

-Which way did that boar go?
-Uh-uh. Michael's hurt.

We have to get him back to camp.

Yeah, you take him back to camp.
I'm gonna get that boar.

What are you talking about?

I'm fine. I can do this.

John, you can't.

Don't tell me what I can't do.

-Get it?
-Dude, quit asking me that.

Sorry. It's just you said
you knew how to fish.

Yeah, off the Santa Monica Pier
with my old man

and a fishing pole and bait.

Never had to try to poke one
with a sharp stick.

Well, uh, really appreciate
you helping me out. Thanks.

Hey…

anything that keeps me
away from that fuselage.

And that freakin' redneck jerk!

[grunts in frustration]

Damn it! Crap! Crap! Son of a…

You want me to have a go?

-Knock yourself out.
-All right.

Okay, here comes one.

Put your weight into it.
Easy. Wait for it.

Wait. Now!

[Hurley laughing]

Dude, you got to try to pin it.

Did you see how close I was?
You said not to corner it.

Dude.

[both laughing]

Yeah.

Excuse me.

-Your name's Sayid, right?
-Yes.

I just found this.
It's got your name on it.

I thought I'd lost this.

-Thank you.
-Sure.

His fingers swell.

Sorry?

Bernard. My husband.

His hands swell up whenever we fly.

The altitude.

He started having me
hold on to his wedding ring

whenever we took a plane trip.

I always wore it around
my neck for safekeeping,

just until we landed.

You know, Doctor,
you don't have to keep your promise.

-Promise?
-The one you made me on the plane.

To keep me company until my husband
got back from the restroom?

I'm letting you off the hook.

Well, you're not gonna
get rid of me that easily.

Rose, you shouldn't be out here alone.

You're suffering
from post-traumatic shock.

Aren't we all?

Yeah, I guess we are.

You have a nice way about you.

A good soul.

Patient, caring.

I suppose that's why you became a doctor.

Thanks, but…

I was just kinda born into it.

Family business.

[Locke] I have never felt so alive.

Getting to finally tell Randy off was…

life-changing.

I mean it. Now I'm free to do
all those things I ever wanted to do,

things that I know I was destined to do,

like we talked about, Helen.

[Helen] It's wonderful, John.
I'm happy for you. Really.

I haven't even told you the best part.
Do you remember the…

authentic aboriginal walkabout?

Sure.
That's all you've talked about for weeks.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna do it.

I'm flying to Australia
at the end of the week.

And I've, uh…

I bought two tickets.

-Helen?
-John, we've talked about this.

-I like you.
-Yeah. I know.

And I've enjoyed talking with you
these past few months.

-Eight months.
-I'm not allowed to meet customers.

A customer? Is, uh…

[stuttering] Is that what I am to you?

This isn't really normal.
I mean, it isn't what I do.

I don't… Maybe you should find
a, I don't know, a therapist.

-I have a therapist.
-John.

I thought you understood, Helen.
You know me better than anyone.

John, if we talk longer, I'm gonna have to
charge you for another hour.

That's another $89.95.

I don't care about the money! I just--

I'm sorry, John. I got to go.

-Helen, Helen.
-[hangs up]

Helen! Helen! Hel--

-Hey. Hey, wait a minute.
-What?

Just rest here for a minute.

I thought the guy with the gimpy leg
should be deciding when we rest.

Hey, what are you doing?

Trying to boost the transceiver signal.

I'm gonna climb this tree…

and attach an antenna.

-You're gonna climb that?
-Yeah.

Don't worry. Climbed a lot worse.

[groans]

[loud crashing]

[crashing continues]

Locke.

[wild boar snorting]

-[wild boar grunting]
-[leaves rustling]

[wild boar squealing]

[indistinct mechanical growling]

Hey.

-Uh…
-Hey.

These were, um…

I found these the other day when I was…

Ah, hell, just take it.

Thank you.

What is that?

Oh, I get it. It's like toothpaste.

[speaks Korean]

[repeats Korean word]

Dad!

-So, like, what happened out there?
-Dad!

Hey!

Your leg's all messed up. Does it hurt?

It's okay. It's not as bad as it looks.

The mighty huntress returns.

-What's for dinner, honey?
-Not now.

-So, it was, like, a boar fight?
-Not so much a fight.

It was more, you know,
like me getting gored.

So, um, where's Mr. Locke?

Uh…

I don't think the hunt went very well.
That bald guy never came back.

Wait, they didn't
bring back any food at all?

Did you hear what I just said?
Somebody might have died out there.

We're all gonna die
if somebody doesn't do something.

There you are.

As promised, you and I will be dining
on fresh catch of the day.

-[Shannon squeals] My fish!
-Hope you don't mind al fresco.

It was no problem.

That one gave me a hell of a tussle,

but you have to get inside
the mind of the fish.

-I don't believe you.
-I cornered it.

Oh, what's the matter? Can't stand
to see me fending for myself?

I am so sorry about this. I apologize.

-It's okay.
-What are you apologizing for?

For using this poor guy
like you use everyone else.

Oh, whatever.

Somewhere in your twisted little brain,

you think this proves
that you can take care of yourself.

-I told you I'd catch a fish, didn't I?
-That's low, Shannon, even for you.

[Shannon] Oh, go rescue a baby bird
or something.

Rose, after the sun goes down,

we're gonna burn the fuselage.

It's…

It's just something that we have to do.

There's gonna be a memorial service
back at the camp for those…

for those who didn't make it,
for everyone to say goodbye.

-I'd like to be there for that.
-Okay.

Maybe if you wanted to say something,
you know, about your husband.

What?

I'm just saying,
if you wanted to say goodbye to Bernard.

Doctor, my husband is not dead.

Rose, he was in the tail section
of the plane.

It broke off in mid-flight.

I'm sorry, but everyone
who was in the rear of the plane is gone.

They're probably thinking
the same thing about us.

[Rose] Doctor?

You coming?

I'm sorry.

Guess I should have gotten the warranty.

I suppose I'll just try again.

Of course, I have no welding iron,
no rivets, scorched wiring,

and it seems I must continue to lie

to anyone who asks me
what I'm actually doing!

Sayid.

We'll try it again.

We'll try it again.

Kate!

Excuse me.

Hey.

You okay?

Is this when you say "I told you so"?

No. I'm not big on rubbing it in.

Locke, um…

Locke's gone.

That thing, it was
moving in his direction.

There wasn't time.

What's going on?

[Jack] Fuselage is ready to go.

Some of the others decided, uh…

I guess there's gonna be
some words said over the fire.

-That's good.
-Names read, I think.

I just don't think they're ready
to hear about some things that we've--

Jack?

Jack?

[panting]

Locke.

Judith Martha Wexler

from Denton, Texas.

I guess she was gonna catch
a connecting flight.

Um…

She wore corrective lenses,

and she was an organ donor.

Or at least would have been.

Steve and Kristen.

I-I don't know their last name, but, uh…

they were really in love
and were gonna be married.

At least wherever they are now,
uh, they're not alone.

[Claire] …must have had children.

A video store receipt lists

are overdue charges for
Willy Wonka and The Little Princess.

Looks like he hadn't traveled much,

as far as I can tell from his passport.

You seen Jack?

[Claire continues speaking]

Seat 23C…

[continues speaking indistinctly]

-[continues speaking indistinctly]
-Nice work.

What?

The boar. Nice work, you know.

Killing it.

Just thought I should say something.

So, that thing, the, uh…

monster, whatever, she said
it was headed right towards you.

Did you see anything?

Get any kind of look at it?

No.

The walkabouts we arrange here
are not just some stroll through the park.

It's trekking across
vast stretches of desert,

rafting treacherous waters--

Look, you've got no idea
who you're talking to.

I'm well aware
of what's involved, believe me.

I probably know more than you
on the subject.

In any case, it's a trying ordeal
for someone in peak physical condition--

Look, I booked this tour a month ago.
You've already got my money.

-I demand a place on that bus.
-You misrepresented yourself.

-I never lied.
-By omission, Mr. Locke.

You neglected to tell us
about your condition.

My condition is not an issue.
I've lived with it for four years.

It's never kept me from doing anything.

Unfortunately, it is an issue
for our insurance company.

[bus horn honking]

I can't keep the bus waiting any longer.
It isn't fair--

Hey, don't talk to me about fair!

I'll get you on a plane back to Sydney
on our dime. It's the best I can do.

No, I don't want to go back to Sydney.

Look, I've been preparing
for this for years.

Just put me on the bus right now.
I can do this!

No, you can't.

Hey, hey, don't you walk away from me.

You don't know who you're dealing with!
Don't ever tell me what I can't do! Ever!

This is destiny. This is destiny.
This is-- This is my destiny.

Listen, I'm supposed to do this, damn it!

Don't tell me what I can't do!

Don't tell me what I can't--

[people screaming]

[jet engine shrieking]

[woman screaming]

[woman] Help me! Help!

[Jack] You! Come on! Come over here!

Get over here! Give me a hand!

[Claire] Millicent Louise D'Agostino.

Teaneck, New Jersey.

[Claire speaking indistinctly]

[theme music playing]