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[narrator] Previously on Lost…

We're gonna have to take the boy.

-Dad!
-Walt, no!

I'm going after my son.

I'm going after my son
and nobody is going to stop me.

We need him!

[grunts]

[woman] One of our people
was captured by yours.

-So go get him back.
-We can't do that.

But you can.

And if you do,

we'll let you and Walt go free.

I'll do it. Give me the gun.

I'll kill him.

-Michael?
-[gasps]

[Ben] You lived up to your word.

We live up to our word too.

You're gonna take this boat

and follow a compass bearing of 325.

and if you do that exactly,
you and your son will find rescue.

Who are you people?

We're the good guys, Michael.

-Walt!
-Dad!

Come here. Come here.

[baby cooing]

-[approaching footsteps]
-[door opens]

Thank you all for your patience.

I know it's taken me a few days to…

figure out our next move.

But I didn't want to do anything
until I knew more about our situation.

You deserve to know everything that I do.

So, no more secrets.

As you all know,
Miles here and three of his people

came to the island about a week ago.

So I brought him up from the boathouse
to share with us

exactly why they're here.

We're here for him.

Uh, we kind of like,
knew that forever ago.

Well, all right, then. Problem solved.
How soon do we turn him over?

We can't turn him over.

Why the hell not?

Because, once they have me, their orders
are to kill everyone else on the island.

Wait, so, what, he's one of us now?

You're gonna protect him?

He tried to kill you, John.

Yeah, he won't tell us
who his spy on the boat is.

It's Michael.

What?

My spy on the freighter is Michael.

I'm sorry.

You mean, the same guy that killed
two women in cold blood

to set this little bastard free,

then sold us all of us out
so he could get off the island?

-That Michael?
-Yes, James.

That Michael.

[alarm blares]

[grunts]

The rules of desertion

still apply to everyone.

Nobody leaves this ship without my say-so!

I'm not beating these men to scare you.

I beat them to save your lives.

Remember what happened to the last two men
who took off on this boat?

Remember what happened to Minkowski?

As soon as we get the engines fixed,
we're back in the hunt.

In the meantime, everybody, just hold on!

-Johnson!
-Yes, sir?

Clean this mess up.

Yes, sir.

[indistinct chatter]

-Hello, Michael.
-Not now, man.

Yes, right now.

Why are you on this boat?

I'm here to die.

[opening theme music playing]

Hey.

[sighs]

That was a nice meetin', John,

but thought there weren't
gonna be any more secrets.

What are you talking about?

I'm talking about the three million bucks
your buddy here asked for.

Well?

Yeah, Miles offered his loyalty
in exchange for the money.

But as I haven't seen
a bank on the island,

I didn't think it worth mentioning.

[Miles chuckles]

Something funny?

Linus will find a way to get it.

And how will he do that?

He wants to survive.

And considering a week ago
you had a gun to his head

and tonight he's eating pound cake,

I'd say he's a guy gets what he wants.

[people chattering]

Okay, thanks.

-Bye, guys.
-Bye.

[Ben] Alex.

May I have a word with you?

I think we've heard enough
from you for one night.

I'm sorry. You'll have to listen
a little more.

It's okay.

What do you want?

This is a map to the temple.

It's a sanctuary.

It may be the last safe place
on this island.

How come we don't know?

Wouldn't be a sanctuary
if I told everyone.

The rest of our people are already there.

If you leave now you can get there
in a day and a half.

If it's safe, why don't we all go?
Hurley, Claire, the baby?

Because the temple's not for them, Karl.
It's only for us.

These people that are coming
they know who I am, Alex.

They're here to capture me,

they'll kill anybody
that gets in their way.

If they knew who you were,
that you are my daughter,

they would use you to get to me.

We don't have much time.

Maybe he's right.

I agree. We should go.

These people, you said they're dangerous.

More dangerous than you?

Yes.

But your mother will protect you.

Okay, now go.

-[Sayid] Where is he?
-[man] Engine room.

-[Sayid] You sure?
-[man] Yeah.

He's in the engine room.

[groaning]

I don't understand it.
It should be working.

Gaskets are all corroded.

Can I help you?

The captain sent us down
to help with the repairs.

Oh, thanks. We're okay.

Hey, Jeff, you know what?
We need a pressure valve.

You mind grabbing one
from the supply room?

Not at all.

You shouldn't be here.

Hey! [grunts]

-Hey, Sayid, what are you doing?
-Why are you here?

-If they see me talk to you--
-Then talk quickly.

-You won't understand!
-I'll understand perfectly, Michael.

You just start from the beginning

and explain how you came
to be on this boat.

[people shouting]

[car alarm blaring]

-[alarm stops]
-[shouting continues]

-[ignition buzzer rings]
-[engine starts]

["It's Getting Better" playing]

[tires screeching]

[engine revs]

[tires squealing]

[engine revs]

I'm sorry.

[crashing]

[static on radio]

[music continues on car stereo]

[sirens wailing at a distance]

[ship horn honking]

[machine beeping]

[woman on P.A system] Adnan to the morgue.
Dr. Adnan to the morgue.

[groans]

[gasps]

[groans]

[woman] I'm sorry.
I didn't mean to wake you, Mr. Dawson.

It's…

What happened to me?

[woman] You were in a car accident.
It's a miracle you're alive.

-How badly am I hurt?
-Shh.

You just need to rest now.
It's a cold night.

[indistinct whispers]

I brought you some extra blankets.

[screaming]

[gasping]

Ugh, let's get some light in here.

Oh, I thought I heard someone shout

and something tells me it wasn't him.

You okay?

You are lucky to be alive.

EMTs say they found you in a wrecked car
with a note pinned to your chest.

You didn't have any ID on you.

You want to tell me your name?

Yeah, I didn't think so.

You want me to call Walt?

What?

The note pinned to your chest.
It was written to "Walt".

You want me to call him?

No.

Okay, then.

[door opens]

[door closes]

Hey, Ma.

Can I come in?

-No. You know the answer to that.
-I want to see him.

-No.
-Just let me talk--

I don't know what you said to that boy,

but whatever it was
he doesn't want to see you.

Please, Ma. He's my son. I have a right--

I thought you were dead.

They said your plane crashed
in the middle of the ocean.

But you show up here fine and dandy.

Only I can't tell anybody
about you or Walt,

can't call you by your real names.

He barely talks to me.

But he does wake up
screaming in the middle of the night,

and I'm the one that's got to tell him
it's gonna be okay.

So until you can explain to me

where you were for over two months

and what happened,

you gave up your rights.

Will you…?

Will you tell him I love him?

Yeah.

[sighing grimly]

[bells ring]

What can I do for you?

How much you give me for that?

Why is there Chinese writing all over it?

It's Korean. From the guy
who gave it to me.

You don't look like you speak Korean.

-I'll give you 300 for it.
-I'm not looking for money.

-What are you looking for?
-I want a gun.

I want a gun with bullets.

[indistinct chattering]

[sirens wailing at a distance]

[whispering] Come on,
just get this done. Just get this done.

[breathing heavily]

[man] Excuse me, sir, you got the time?

No, man. No.

Come on, Michael.

How about for an old friend?

Manhattan, huh?

We let you leave one island,
you just go to another one.

[gun fires]

[grunts]

Will you just relax? I just came here to--

[grunting]

Now you ready to talk like adults?

Yeah.

[grunting]

Enough!

Do it. Go ahead, do it!

You'd like that, wouldn't you?

How did you find me?

We're the ones who sent you home, Michael.

Did you honestly think
we weren't gonna keep tabs?

-Well, what do you want?
-Your help.

Why would I help the son of a bitch
who kidnapped my son?

We gave him back to you
in one piece, Mike.

You're the one who lost him.

You told him, didn't you?

You couldn't carry the guilt
of what you did

to those two women all by yourself

so you shared it with a ten-year-old kid?

Is that why you want to
kill yourself, Michael?

Because that's how he looks at you now?

-Because he knows you're a murderer?
-Go away!

I got some bad news for you, amigo,
you can't kill yourself.

The island won't let you.

What'd you say?

No matter how bad you want to,
no matter how many different ways you try,

it won't happen.

Give it a shot if you don't believe me.

You got more work to do, Mike.

When you figure that out,

I'm in the penthouse at the Hotel Earle.

[man on TV] Let's give
a warm Hollywood welcome to your host…

[gun clicks]

-[bell dings on TV]
-[woman on TV] Is it Kurt Vonnegut?

[man] Right! And to triple
your points for next round,

can you give us the name
of the book's protagonist?

[man 2] We interrupt
this program for a news bulletin.

[woman] The wreckage
of Oceanic flight 815 has been found.

This footage confirms that
the airplane did, in fact, crash at sea.

At these tremendous depths,

there is little hope
of recovering any remains.

Investigators are equally skeptical
about the chances of retrieving

Oceanic 815's black box.

The real story behind
what happened to this fateful airliner

may have been lost,
along with the 324 passengers on-board.

But even with this tragic discovery,
the victims' families…

I didn't expect you that fast.

[laughing]

Is this the guy who hit you
with the champagne bottle?

Yeah, but I had it coming.

[chuckles]

Arturo, Michael and I
have some business we have to attend to.

Would you get some air?

Of course.

Ciao.

Help yourself to the chow.

Don't make it to the mainland too often.

So when I do, I like to indulge myself.

So you people can just, come and go?

Some of us. You want a drink?

What I want is for you to tell me what
my plane is at the bottom of the ocean.

[chuckles]

That's not your plane.

It's a phony.

A man named Widmore put it down there,
and he staged the whole wreck.

Staged? Why would he stage--

Because he doesn't want anyone else
finding where the real plane ended up

except for him.

I'm supposed to believe this?

Did the bullet bounce off your skull,

or did the gun just jam on you?

-Prove it.
-Sorry?

Prove that this guy Widmore
did what you say he did. Prove it.

[Tom] That's the cemetery in Thailand

where Widmore dug up
the 300-odd corpses he needed.

And the purchase order for the old 777
he bought through a shell company.

And the shipping logs
for the freighter he used

to drop the whole mess
down a trench deep enough

to guarantee that no remains
are ever gonna be identified.

Do you have any idea what it would cost
to bring those bodies up?

What do you want from me, man?

In a few days, a freighter
is porting in Fiji.

It's Widmore's boat.

We have reason to believe he finally found
the coordinates of the island

and he's heading right for it.

So, congratulations, Michael.

Your shore leave is over.

You just got a job on that boat.

Meet Kevin Johnson.

You're joining the crew
in Fiji as a deck hand.

You want me to go undercover?

Why the hell would
I go back to work for you people?

Because if Widmore finds the island,

it's good night for everybody on it.

He'll kill them all
without thinking twice.

You want to redeem yourself
for what you did?

This is your only chance.
You can save all their lives.

No. I can't.

I can't go back to that island.

I didn't say
you were going back to the island.

You're not going on that boat
so you can swab decks, Michael.

You're going so you can
kill everyone on-board.

[indistinct voices]

[car horn honking]

[vehicle beeping]

Hey.

You our engineer?

Nah, just a deckhand.

Well, we're all equals on this boat.

As long as you play decent hold 'em.

George Minkowski.

Kevin Johnson.

Nice to meet you, Kevin.

Why don't you go check in
with Naomi over there, and…

I'll be seeing you.

Welcome.

[Naomi] Okay, you're good to go. Thanks.

Uh…

I'm reporting for duty. Kevin Johnson.

Naomi Dorrit. Pleasure.

-So you're from the States, yeah?
-New York.

Yeah, I could tell from the accent.

-Manchester?
-How'd you guess?

You can head on-board.

Oh, one of these crates
was delivered for you.

I'll have it delivered to your berth?

-Yeah. Thanks.
-Welcome aboard, Kevin.

Your name isn't Kevin.

Don't worry.

Eighty percent of the people
on this boat are lying about something.

Orange?

No, thanks.

[cell phone rings]

-Yeah?
-[Tom] How was your trip?

I figure flying can't be
too much fun for you.

What do you want?

You get your care package?

Yeah.

Wait a day or two until
you're out in the open sea,

then you're good to go.

Stow your gear downstairs, all right?

Welcome aboard, Keamy.

Oh, you met some of them now.

Got some names and faces
and you're getting cold feet, huh?

Yeah, actually, I am.

Here are a few more names
for you, Sun, Sawyer, Jack,

Claire, her baby.

The only way you'll save their lives
is if you man up and get on that boat.

Or maybe you want to come back
and explain to your kid

how you let all of them die too.

It's game time. Are you in or out?

I'm in.

Good. Ditch your phone and go do your job.

[Naomi] I'm going first and that's it.

[Frank] No offense, I was flying these
things when you were in grade school.

If anybody's gotta go first,
it should be me.

I need you here to transport
the science team.

What the hell are you gonna be doing?

That's need-to-know. You don't.

So much for the fairer sex, huh?

[chuckles softly]

Frank Lapidus.

Chopper pilot.

Kevin Johnson.

Deck hand.

-So, what's your story, Kevin?
-Sorry?

How'd you end up on this tub?

-Looking for a little adventure.
-Ah, adventure.

Yeah.

Well, how do you like this for adventure?

You ever hear about Oceanic 815?

Yeah.

What would you say if I told you

the plane they found in that trench
wasn't Oceanic 815.

Then what is it?

You know those nuts that think
the moon landing was faked?

This is like that…

only real.

That's why I signed up for this trip,

because the owner
of this boat believes me.

Charles Widmore.

He believes that 815
is still out there somewhere.

I mean, can you imagine
what would happen…

if we found some of those people alive?

[man] Pull!

-[gun fires]
-[whooping triumphantly]

[men laughing]

[Martin] Pull!

[machine gunfire]

[whooping]

Pull!

[Martin] Another clip.

[men laugh]

Pull!

-Kill shot!
-[Michael] Hey.

What are you guys doing?

What's it look like we're doing?

We're shooting things. Pull!

-[machine gunfire]
-[laughter]

I, uh… thought we were
going on a rescue mission.

Uh…

Don't you have something to mop up?

[cocks gun]

[Omar] Come on, let's go.

-[Martin] Pull!
-[machine gunfire]

[intense music playing]

-[Martin] Pull!
-[machine gunfire]

[engine whirring]

You can do this, okay. You can do this,

Seven-one-seven-seven-six.

♪ It's getting better ♪

-[gasps]
-[indistinct whispers]

Don't do it, Michael.

[gasps]

-[button clicks]
-[beeping]

I love you, Walt.

[continues beeping]

[snaps]

[knock on door]

What, are you going Nicholson on us?

What?

You know, Jack Nicholson in The Shining,

when he's bouncing
that ball against the wall?

Next thing you know
you'll go after your wife with an ax.

I'm not married, man.

Sorry to interrupt, but you got a call.

-A call?
-Yeah. From the mainland.

They patched it through to the radio room.

It's gotta be a mistake.
Nobody even knows I'm here.

Well, you're the only Kevin Johnson on
board, so somebody knows you're here.

Said he really needs
to talk to you. His name's Walt.

Here you go.

Hey, uh, it's kind of personal.
You mind if I take this alone?

Take your time, Kev.

You just push this yellow button
and turn this knob on the console.

-Got it.
-Okay.

[door shuts]

Walt?

[Ben] I'm so sorry, Michael,
but he's still in New York.

So I'm afraid you're stuck with me.

Michael?

Are you still there?

You put me on this boat…

talk me into blowing it up,

and when I push the damn button,
a flag pops up.

You actually activated the bomb?

It's not a bomb! It's a…

It's a joke.

There are people on your boat
who are innocent.

They have no idea that the man
they work for is a monster.

A killer without conscience
or a greater purpose.

I had to show you
the difference between him and me.

When I'm at war,
I'll do what I need to do to win,

but I will not kill innocent people.

Ana Lucia and Libby?

They were innocent.

You killed them, Michael.

No one asked you to.

I don't blame you, Michael.
We did have your boy.

And what wouldn't a man do for his son?

What do you want from me?

I want you to compile a list of names.

Every person on your boat.

When I call again,
you'll give me that list.

Then you will disable
the radio room you're sitting in.

When the crew is disoriented
by their lack of communication

you'll take out the engines too.

That way the boat
can never get to this island

and your friends will be safe.

Will you do that for me, Michael?

Yeah.

Then consider yourself
one of the good guys.

So you're telling me…

that you're working for Benjamin Linus?

Yeah.

Yeah, that's what I'm telling you.

Hey, Sayid.

Hold it! Let me go!

-What are you doing?
-Shut your mouth!

What the hell is this?

This man is not who you think he is.

He was a passenger on Oceanic flight 815.

I spent two months with him on the island

before he betrayed us.

This is the man who sabotaged
your radio room.

He destroyed the ship's engine.
And his name isn't Kevin Johnson.

It's Michael Dawson…

and he's a traitor.

We stop here and drink.

Two minutes. Then we keep moving.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

Karl.

I don't know.

I just have a bad feeling about this.

What if your dad is playing us?

Look, I don't like taking orders
from my dad any more than you do,

but I know he doesn't want me to get hurt.

At least we've got something in common.

[both chuckle]

I promise not to tell if you won't.

[chuckles]

[whizzing sounds]

[gunshot]

[grunts]

[thuds]

Alex!

-Karl. Karl!
-Alex!

[crying] Karl, Karl. No!

-Come on. Come on, he's gone.
-No!

Duck!

-No, we have to get Karl! Karl!
-He's gone, he's gone!

Listen to me. I need you to take my hand.

On the count of three, we're going to run.

Can you do that with me?

I love you.

I love you very much, Alexandra.

Are you ready?

One, two…

Three!

[gunshot]

[whimpering]

Wait, wait, don't! I'm Ben's daughter!

I'm his daughter!

[closing theme music playing]