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[narrator] Previously on Lost…

This is not your island. This is our island.

[Locke] They've attacked us,

sabotaged us, abducted us, murdered us.

We're not the only people on this island,

and we all know it.

[Ana] They came the first night, took three of us.

Then they came back and took nine more.

They're smart and they're animals.

You're coming with us.

["Downtown" by Petula Clark playing]

♪ When you're alone And life is making you lonely ♪

♪ You can always go - downtown ♪

♪ When you've got worries All the noise and the hurry ♪

♪ Seems to help I know downtown ♪

♪ Just listen to the music of the traffic In the city… ♪

[oven timer beeping]

[doorbell ringing]

[Juliet sighing]

I burnt my hand and my muffins.

[hammering]

He still hasn't fixed your plumbing yet?

[plumber] It's a work in progress.

It's not even literature. It's popcorn.

And why isn't it literature, Adam? I'm dying to know.

There's no metaphor.

It's by the numbers religious hokum-pokum.

-[woman] No metaphor? -[Adam] It's science fiction.

-Now I know why Ben isn't here. -Excuse me?

I know the host picks the book, but seriously, Julie,

he wouldn't read this in the damned bathroom.

Well, Adam, I am the host, and I do pick the book.

And this is my favorite book,

so I am absolutely thrilled that you can't stand it.

Silly me for sinking so low as to select something that Ben wouldn't like.

Here I am thinking that free will still actually exists on…

[rumbling]

The doorway. Get under the doorway.

[glass breaking]

[people chattering]

[distant humming]

[airplane whooshing]

Goodwin.

-You see where the tail landed? -Yeah. Probably in the water.

You run, you can make that shore in an hour.

Ethan, get up there to that fuselage. There may actually be survivors.

And you're one of them. A passenger. You're in shock.

Come up with an adequate story if they ask.

Stay quiet if they don't.

Listen. Learn. Don't get involved.

I want lists in three days. Go.

So I guess I'm out of the book club.

[theme music playing]

["Moonlight Serenade " playing on radio]

[playful chatter]

[both laughing]

[gasps]

[groaning]

[grunting]

[sighing]

[grunting]

[muffled] Hey!

Kate!

[muffled] Can you hear me?

[normal voice] Kate!

Rise and shine, Kate.

Where am I?

You don't really think I'm going to answer that, do you?

-Where are Sawyer and Jack? -I'll tell you what.

Why don't you just take a nice hot shower,

wake yourself up, wash the day off you and start fresh?

Here's a nice clean towel, shampoo, soap--

I'm not showering in front of you.

[laughing] Kate, you're not my type.

[door closes]

[birds chirping]

[groans]

[birds chirping]

[whispering] Hey.

Where are we?

Who the hell are you?

Oh, you ain't gonna talk to me?

What, you got more important things to do?

[automated voice] Warning.

Warning.

[machine whirring]

I wouldn't do that.

If I want your advice, I'll ask for it.

Son of a bitch!

Told you.

[woman over speaker] Stop that.

Hi, Jack.

I'm Juliet.

Hi. I'm Jack Shephard. I'm here for the…

[Sarah] Where's your lawyer?

You look pretty.

Where's your lawyer?

[Jack sighing]

I fired him.

[chuckles]

Sarah,

I'm sorry for… for pushing us to this place.

I know that I…

[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me. I'm sorry.

[whispering] Yeah?

Um, no, not yet. He just got here.

[Sarah laughing]

I'll call you when I get out.

Jack, I'm gonna say this as simply as I can.

What's his name?

-Jack, stop it. -I'm not gonna stop it.

I'm gonna keep asking you that until you tell me.

-No. I don't ask you what you do-- -Just tell me what his name is.

I wanna know who he is.

Look, you can have everything, the cars, the house, I don't care.

I just… I just wanna know

the name of the man

that is with my wife.

[chain rattling]

Jack?

[increases volume] Can you hear me in there?

-Is that a yes? -Where are my friends?

Come down from the table first.

You want me to come down, come in here and get me down.

-If you wanna talk, I'm happy to… -Tell me where my friends are!

I will if you let go of the chain.

Do you think I'm stupid?

[Jack panting]

I don't think you're stupid, Jack.

I think you're stubborn.

[chain rattling]

Hey!

Where are my clothes?

[Tom whistles]

Come on, Kate. He's waiting.

[bird twittering]

Sorry. I'm going to have to ask you to put those on, Kate.

And if I don't?

Then you don't get any coffee.

A little tighter.

Please?

What did you do with Sawyer and Jack?

Now, why Sawyer?

-Why Sawyer what? -He's the first one you asked about.

"What did you do with Sawyer and Jack?"

-You don't know me. -Of course I don't.

-I want my clothes back. -We burned them.

Why did you bring me here?

Why did you make me put on this dress?

Why are you feeding me breakfast?

I brought you here so you'd look out at the water and feel comforted,

comforted that your friends were looking out at the same ocean.

I gave you the dress so you'd feel like a lady.

And I wanted you to eat your food with a real live fork

and feel civilized.

I did all those things so that you'd have something nice to hold onto.

Because, Kate,

the next two weeks are going to be very unpleasant.

Yeah, hi. Uh…

I met a woman on the train, Sarah,

and, uh, she dropped her cell phone and I don't even know her last name,

but your number was in her phone, so I was just wondering…

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. Forget it.

-Hey. -Just give me a minute, Dad.

I asked you to give me a minute here.

What's this?

Why are you dialing all the numbers on Sarah's cell phone?

Because one of them is him.

You gotta stop this, Jack. It's over.

Not until I know his name,

where he works, where he lives, when they first kissed.

-[cell phone ringing] -I wanna know what it is about him.

Why is Sarah calling you, Dad?

I think it's time that you let this go.

Why is she calling you?

-Because she was afraid for you. -Dad.

I wanna know exactly why the hell she was calling!

She could see that you were slipping, you were losing your grip.

My grip is not the problem here.

Which is exactly what's happening here. Jack, come…

I think I know a little something about being obsessive.

No. Being a drunk is not obsessive.

Let it go, Jack.

[door slams shut]

[water dripping]

[coughing]

[panting]

[static buzzes on intercom]

What?

[man on intercom] It's not… Listen.

If you're trying to talk to me, I can't hear you.

Let it go, Jack.

I know you're hungry. I brought this for you.

This is how it will work.

You sit there, across from the door, back against the wall.

I open the door and leave the tray.

Can I trust you to do that, Jack?

-I don't want your food. -Well, it's a delicious sandwich.

I want you to tell the guy who's trying to talk to me

through that intercom that he can give it up!

Maybe you're hungrier than you think. That intercom hasn't worked in years.

What's that for? The button, what's it for?

-It's for emergencies. -Who's watching me?

Are you going to sit against the wall so I can open the door?

It's just off the frying pan.

You can have it.

What do you do, Jack? What's your profession?

I'm a repo man.

You know, when people don't pay their bills, I go in for the bank

and I collect their possessions.

I'm a people person, so I really love it.

Are you married?

No.

I never saw the point.

What about you?

What's your job, besides making sandwiches?

I didn't make it. I just put the toothpicks in.

[chuckles]

When your plane crashed, where were you flying from?

Sydney.

What were you doing there?

I was bringing my father home.

Why would you go all the way to Australia just to--

Because he was dead.

I'm sorry.

[Jack laughing]

Yeah, I'm sure you are.

Thanks.

You can trust me, Jack.

I'm not gonna hurt you.

What the hell is going on here?

Hey!

Hey, how long would it take to get to your camp?

What, you're talking to me now, Chachi?

From where they got you, how long a walk was it?

-Day? Two days? -[grunts]

Hey, what are the people like, from your plane?

Oh, they're just awesome.

Last one of you boys came for a visit got tortured by our Iraqi.

He tortured me, too.

But, hell, you don't know any better.

[alarm ringing]

-[automated voice] Subject escape. -Hey.

Subject escape. Subject escape.

-Hey, how'd you get out of there? -Subject escape. Subject escape.

Subject escape.

-Run that way. -All right. Hold on.

You run that way!

Subject escape. Subject escape.

Subject escape. Subject escape.

Subject escape.

Hey.

[groaning]

[electricity crackling]

[cage door closes]

[groans weakly]

Say it. Say it, Karl.

[panting] I'm… sorry.

Sorry I involved you in my breakout attempt.

The drugs we gave you when we brought you here

have a fairly serious side effect, dehydration.

Your head is probably sore, your throat is raw,

and if you don't eat or drink something soon,

you're going to start hallucinating.

So you're a doctor, huh?

No. I'm a repo woman.

[chuckles]

[Juliet] No strings attached.

You don't have to answer any questions.

You don't have to do anything

but sit with your back up against the far wall,

let me open that door, put the plate down and leave.

I know it feels like you're giving up,

like you're losing if you do anything that I ask you to,

but you're not.

You need to eat.

What do you say?

[Jack grunts]

Thank you, Jack.

[door closes]

Let's take out the epidural catheter and get him started on a PCA.

[cell phone ringing]

Excuse me for just a second.

You sure he's ready to self-administer his pain meds?

[Shephard] Hello?

[laughs]

[nurse] Dr. Shephard?

[Shephard] Yeah. Bye.

[indistinct chatter]

-Jack? -Give me your cell phone.

-What? What? -I wanna see it. Now.

Look where you are, Jack. I mean, just look around you. Please.

-Okay? -Give me the phone.

This is not the place for this.

You must be Jack. Why don't you grab a chair, join us?

You… You know me?

Yes. Your father's told us all about you.

Yeah? What's he told you about me? What'd you tell them about me, Dad?

That your… your son never really had it? Not like the old man.

I didn't have the will to make it work?

My… My life? My job? My marriage?

What'd you tell them about my marriage, Dad?

You know how he manages his marriage?

A bottle of Scotch every night before dinner.

Your father has been sober 50 days now.

-We're very proud of that. -[chuckles dryly]

[laughs sarcastically] Wow, Dad.

I wonder what-- What helped you turn that corner?

Do you think maybe it was a new lady friend?

You think maybe that's what it was?

-I will not let you talk to me-- -I will not let you sleep with my wife.

Oh, Jack. Jack, I'm your father.

Jack, please, just let it go.

[Jack exclaims]

[Juliet grunting]

[Juliet exclaims]

-Which way out? -Don't do this, Jack.

Don't… Don't…

-No! No. -Open the door.

I can't. I can't, Jack. I do that, we die.

You're lying to me.

-I'm not. I'm not. -Open the door!

-I can't. I swear I can't. -She's telling the truth, Jack.

I swear to God, I will kill her.

Okay.

Have her open the door and she dies anyway.

We all do.

[Jack grunts]

[creaking and groaning]

Jack! Over here!

-The button! -What?

The yellow button! The button!

[creaking]

[Jack grunts]

[Sawyer grunts] Come here.

[straining]

Warning.

[upbeat carnival music playing]

[whooping]

Gotcha, Doc Brown!

Reward. Reward.

Oh, come on.

Unbelievable.

[Tom] Keep moving.

Stick your hands out through the bars. I'll take off your cuffs.

Scratched you up pretty bad, didn't they?

I'll bring you some antiseptic later.

[Sawyer] How about you bring me an ottoman?

While you're at it, I could use a blow-dry.

Hey, you got yourself a fish biscuit.

How'd you do that?

I figured out your complicated gizmos, that's how.

Only took the bears two hours.

How many of them were there?

You okay, Freckles?

Yeah.

-You? -Just swell.

-I requested that cage, but whatever. -[chuckles softly]

Nice dress.

They made me wear it.

You hungry?

[birds chirping]

[groans]

It's an aquarium.

-[Juliet] Excuse me? -This thing's for what?

Sharks?

Dolphins, too.

-We're underwater, aren't we? -Yes.

Is this one of their stations, The-the Dharma Initiative?

They called it The Hydra.

So you people are just…

whatever's left over of them?

Well, that was a long time ago.

It doesn't matter who we were.

It only matters who we are.

We know exactly who you are, Jack Shephard.

You don't know anything about me.

I know that you're a spinal surgeon

based out of St Sebastian's Hospital in Los Angeles.

I know that you went to Columbia

and you graduated med school a year faster than anyone else.

I know that you were married only once

and that you contested the divorce.

I know your father died in Sydney.

I know this because I have a copy of his autopsy report.

How…

-How did you get… -We got it.

What is that?

This, Jack, is your life.

Do you…

Is it just about me or is it about my family, too? My…

My friends?

It's pretty much about everything.

Do you know about my…

About my ex-wife?

Sarah.

[Jack sighs]

Yes, Jack. We know all about her.

What would you like to find out?

[man] Get ready for the lock-down.

Shephard. Someone posted your bail.

-How'd you, uh… -Your dad told me you were here.

I called you a cab.

So, um, goodbye.

-Sarah. -What?

Is that him?

-What difference does it make? -It just does.

-It's not gonna change… -Look, I wanna know.

I need to know who he is.

It doesn't matter who he is. It just matters who you're not.

Jack, your father, when he called me

to help you,

he was so drunk I could hardly understand him.

[crying]

Look at the bright side.

Now you have something to fix.

[Juliet] Jack.

Jack, what would you like to find out?

Is she…

Is she happy?

Yes, Jack, she's very happy.

Now, I'd like to bring you some food and water.

But this time I need to know that you'll behave.

Can I trust you, Jack?

Put your back against the wall, please.

Good work, Juliet.

Thank you, Ben.

[theme music playing]