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[narrator] Previously on Lost…

-Now talk. -Think of The Island

like a record, spinning on a turntable,

only now, that record is skipping.

Whatever Ben Linus did down at The Orchid station, it may have…

dislodged us.

Dislodged us from what?

Time.

[high-pitched ringing]

Come on!

[groans] Oh!

It's not stopping!

Charlotte!

[John] We have to go back to The Orchid.

That's where all this started, maybe it's where it will all stop.

This is all happening because they left.

I think it'll stop if I can bring them back.

-Bring who back? -Jack.

Sun, Sayid, Hugo, Kate…

Don't you want her to come back?

[Sawyer] You sure you don't want us to lower you down?

Where would be the fun in that?

Uh-oh.

[grunts]

John! Damn it, hold on!

[high-pitched ringing]

I think you can let go of that now.

[panting]

No.

No, no, no…

James, don't.

Come on, help me.

James…

Stop.

We can't help him.

Wherever John went, he's gone.

And wherever we are is before that well was ever built.

Yeah, I'd say way before.

What makes you…

[uneasy music playing]

James! Can you hear me?

Can anyone hear me?

[groans in agony]

[creaking]

[rumbling]

[high-pitched ringing]

[all panting]

What the hell was that?

That one was different.

[breathing heavily]

That was more like an earthquake.

-Locke! -James… Wait!

[sighs]

Great.

My headache is gone.

Yeah, mine is too. And my nose isn't bleeding anymore.

I think it's over.

I think John did it.

Now what?

Now, we wait for him to come back.

For how long?

As long as it takes.

["Candida" playing]

[man] Ow.

Are you kidding me? I'm gone ten minutes and you're having a hootenanny?

Don't be such a bummer, man. Rosie was just dropping off some brownies.

You should thank her.

[music stops]

She shouldn't be here, Jerry. We're on the clock, man.

Mellow out, Phil. What's gonna happen, huh?

The polar bears are gonna figure a way out of their cages?

That's not the point. If LaFleur finds out--

[Jerry] LaFleur's not gonna find out.

[Phil] I'll have to answer to him.

[Jerry] Relax. Nobody's gonna find out.

[Rosie] Guys?

What…

No.

-Is that a hostile? -[Jerry] I don't know.

Is that… Horace?

[humming]

[grunts]

Oh, he's got dynamite.

Get her out of here now!

Come on, Rosie.

[Phil] I told you!

Don't tell anyone you were here. Just go, go!

-Oh, okay. This is bad. -We gotta get LaFleur.

3:00 in the morning? You wanna wake LaFleur up?

Of course not.

-Maybe we can handle this ourselves, huh? -Maybe Horace blows himself up

and LaFleur kills us for not waking him.

We gotta go. Now.

You wanna knock?

You knock.

[both panting]

Fine.

[knocking]

[knocks again]

[LaFleur] What?

Mr. LaFleur, sorry to bother you,

but we've got a situation out at the pylons.

[door opens]

[clears throat]

[LaFleur] What kind of situation?

Uh, it's, uh, Horace.

He's got dynamite and he's blowing up trees.

[exhales] Son of a bitch.

[opening theme music playing]

[car horn honking]

Relax! I'm coming.

Hey, boss.

Evening, Enos. You got your zapper with you?

Yup. You wanna tell me why I need it?

Because our fearless leader is out blowing up trees.

[Miles] Why's he doing that?

[Sawyer scoffs] Because he's loaded.

-Since when does Horace drink? -He doesn't.

So we're gonna keep this on the down low.

Oh, man.

All right.

You put out that fire, pack up this dynamite. I'll take him home.

Why don't you put out the fire, pack up, and I'll take him home.

You wanna tell Amy where we found him?

Help me get him up.

[grunts]

-Oh, my God, is he okay? -You tell me.

Bring him inside.

The couch. The couch is fine.

[door closes]

Oh.

Where'd you find him?

By the Flame. Blowing up trees with dynamite.

Wanna tell me why?

-We had a fight. -Must've been a doozy.

-Please, Jim… It's personal. -Personal?

You think this isn't gonna get out?

It'll be on the coconut telegraph by breakfast.

[exhales]

It was about Paul.

Go on.

[groaning]

What's the matter? You okay?

[shouts]

The baby. It's coming!

Oh, hell.

[Daniel] I'm not gonna tell her.

Don't even tell her. I won't.

-Where's Red? -I don't know.

I won't…

No. I won't do it. I won't tell her. I won't do it. Won't--

Daniel?

Are you okay?

I'm not gonna do it. I'm not gonna tell her.

Daniel, where's Charlotte?

She's not here.

She… She's gone.

Where?

She's… dead.

She's dead.

There was another flash and she was…

And she was just gone.

Her body just…

disappeared.

She moved on, and we stayed.

-I'm so sorry. -Hold on, wait a minute.

We stayed?

We're not traveling through time anymore? You saying it's over?

Of course it's over.

Wherever we are now…

Whenever we are now…

we're here for good.

-I won't do it. -Okay.

[stammers] I won't. I'm not…

-Okay. -I won't…

I won't…

Okay, swell.

Until Dan checks back in, I say we head back to the beach.

When Locke gets back with everybody, that's where they'll be looking for us.

The beach? What? You didn't get enough flaming arrows shot at you?

And your camp is gone. Why bother?

Sawyer's right, Miles.

We should go back to the beach.

We survived there before, we can do it again.

Or maybe when we get there, you'll wanna go back to The Orchid again.

When that gets boring, we head back to the beach.

It's the only two plans you people have.

Hey, zip it. I'm heading back to the beach.

Our stuff's there, great. If not, we build new stuff.

You don't like the plan? Good luck.

Who put him in charge?

Thanks for getting my back on that whole beach issue.

You should thank me. It was a stupid idea.

Well, what does that say about you agreeing with me?

Any plan's better than no plan.

If I hadn't agreed with you,

we'd still be arguing about where to go next.

I just hope you figure out something better before we get there.

Well, I'm open to suggestions.

[distant gunshots]

[guns cocking]

[woman wailing faintly]

[woman screaming] Oh, no. No, Paul!

Oh, God! Oh, God! No, no, no, no!

No, please! We didn't know!

Paul, please, please do something. No, no.

No, no. I'm sorry. We were just touring this park. We didn't mean anything.

We were just having… Paul, Paul…

Oh, my God. No! No!

Who do you think they are?

Who cares who they are? We don't even know when they are.

Hey.

Dan!

We don't get involved, right?

That's what you said.

It doesn't matter what we do.

Whatever happened, happened.

Yeah, thanks anyway, Plato.

I'm going over there.

-Still got my back? -Absolutely.

[woman sobbing]

-[woman] Talk to me! -[man] On your feet!

-No, I can't! I can't! -Come on, get up! Now!

-[man 2] Shut up! -All right, drop the gun.

Don't!

[woman] Oh, God.

[woman gasping]

[woman whimpering]

It's all right.

It's okay, you're safe. It's over.

Who are you?

[sobbing]

Her friend's wearing a Dharma jumpsuit.

-That puts us in the '70s, '80s… -The guys with the bags…

-Others? -Beats me.

-What, you all don't know each other? -Before my time.

Sawyer! Walkie.

-We need to go. -I'm on it.

Listen, sweetheart, we gotta get moving now.

Who are you people?

Our ship wrecked here on the way

to Tahiti, but that ain't important right now.

Because whoever's on the other end of this?

Those two might've given them a call before we saved you.

-We have to bury them. -Bury them?

-We ain't got time to bury nobody. -We have to! The truce…

Oh, God! We have to bury them.

And we have…

[sobbing] We have… We have to bring him back home.

We have to bring Paul back with us. Please?

Please?

Please?

I'll carry him.

All right. We'll put these guys in the ground, carry your friend back.

But we'd better do it fast.

He wasn't my friend.

He was my husband.

All right, listen up.

When we get there, there's gonna be a lot of questions,

so just keep your mouth shut, let me do the talking.

You really think you can convince them we were in a boat wreck?

I'm a professional. I used to lie for a living.

Daniel! Stop!

[suspenseful music playing]

-Turn it off. -Turn what off?

Whatever that is. Looks like some sort of sonic fence or something.

Where did you say your ship was going?

Listen, sister. We're the ones

who just saved your life and hid those bodies.

So how about you trust us and turn that damn thing off?

Okay… Okay, fine.

[beeps]

[high-pitched ringing]

[whispers] Sonic fence? Didn't I say let me do the talking?

One more step and Dan would've fried his brain.

His brain's already fried.

Okay, it's off.

You first.

See? It's fine.

All right. Let's go.

But going forward, we should all do a better job of trusting…

[high-pitched ringing]

[all grunting]

[screams]

It hurts.

You're gonna be okay. Just try and relax.

[breathing heavily]

Where's Horace? Does he know his wife's in labor?

He's unavailable.

Look, Amy's in a very dangerous situation. The baby's breech.

-What does that mean? -It's upside down.

-She needs a cesarean. -Don't tell me about it! Just do it!

I'm an internist, not an obstetrician.

Our women always deliver on the mainland.

Amy was supposed to get on the sub on Tuesday. The baby's two weeks early.

[Amy screams]

-Can you deliver this baby or not? -I don't know.

[dramatic music playing]

Hey, Matt! Where is she?

-What's up? -Amy's having her baby.

What?

Did you hear me?

She's in trouble. Doc says she needs a cesarean.

-We had an agreement. -Screw our agreement.

He ain't never done one. I'm guessing you have.

Don't you understand?

That every time I try to help a woman

on this island give birth, it hasn't worked.

Come on. Maybe whatever made that happen hasn't happened yet.

You've gotta try. You gotta help her.

You're the only one who can.

-The baby's breech? -Yes, but--

Did you try an external cephalic version?

-What? No. -It's probably too late.

I need a number 12 scalpel, 14 gauge sutures,

half-round if you've got them,

-and an epidural anesthetic. -You're gonna need?

-Where is Horace? -I'm speaking for Horace now,

and I say she's delivering this baby.

-I don't think it's a good idea. -I want her.

I want her to do it.

Huh?

You heard the lady.

Listen, you're gonna do great. I know you are.

Okay.

Okay. Shh.

Okay.

[Jin] Is everything okay?

Amy went into labor.

I know.

Is she okay?

I don't know. There was a problem.

Juliet's in there.

Juliet?

I pulled her out of retirement.

Any luck?

We finished grid 133 today…

No sign of our people. No one.

Well… 134 then.

How long do we look, James?

As long as it takes.

[door opens]

What happened?

It's a boy.

He's okay? She's okay?

Everyone's okay.

[groans]

[sighs]

How's your head?

It hurts.

-Where are my people? -They're fine.

Amy told me what happened in the jungle, and I really appreciate what you did.

Well, you all got a funny way of showing your appreciation.

Look, we have a certain defense protocol.

There are hostile indigenous people on this island

and we don't get along with them.

So why don't you tell me who the hell you are.

My name's James LaFleur. You can call me Jim.

How did you get to The Island, Jim?

If my friends are safe, why are you asking me all the questions?

They told me I need to talk to you.

That you're the boat captain.

We got caught in a storm, and our ship wrecked.

Must have hit the reef.

Thankfully we washed up on shore.

-What kind of ship? -Salvage vessel.

We were searching for a famous lost wreck.

It's an old slaver out of Portsmouth, England, called The Black Rock.

-You ever heard of her? -Can't say that I have.

So, once you got washed ashore, why were you then wandering in the jungle?

Some of our crew were missing, we were looking for them.

That's when we came upon your girl instead.

Hmm.

Well, [clears throat] I tell you what, Jim,

if your crew shows up, we'll send them along with you.

Send them where?

There's a submarine that leaves this island first thing in the morning.

You and your friends, you're gonna get on it.

It's gonna drop you off in Tahiti.

You can find your way home from there.

Hold on a minute, chief. We just saved that woman's life.

Doesn't that earn us a week or two to find our people?

Nope. The only people that are allowed to stay on this compound

are members of the Dharma Initiative.

And, look, I don't want you to take this the wrong way, please, Jim,

but you are not Dharma material.

[Miles] We're screwed.

He's probably trying to explain time travel by now.

Sawyer's gonna be fine.

[Miles] What are you looking at?

I lived here for over three years. That was my house over there.

-You were in the Dharma Initiative? -No.

The Others took over these barracks

and wiped out most of the people living in them.

They brought me here on a sub a long time after that.

Well, welcome home.

Daniel…

No more flash?

No.

No more flash.

The record is spinning again…

We're just not on the song we want to be on.

[little girl talking indistinctly]

[woman] Come on, love.

Charlotte.

[Horace] Hello.

Somebody will be along shortly to show you to your rooms.

In the meantime, Mr. LaFleur here can fill you in on the situation.

-Mr. LaFleur? -It's Creole. I improvised.

-What happened in there? -Well, he believed my story.

But we're getting punted.

The bastard's putting us on their sub tomorrow

-and shipping us off to Tahiti. -How's that bad news?

[alarm blaring]

[dramatic music playing]

[people shouting]

Come on! Inside!

Move, now!

Come on!

Heather, keep an eye on them.

[alarm continues]

Uh-oh.

Hello, Mr. Alpert.

Hello, Mr. Goodspeed.

I wish you would've told me you were coming.

I would've turned the fence off for you.

That fence may keep other things out. But not us.

The only thing that does keep us out, Horace, is our truce.

Which you've now broken.

I don't know what you're talking about.

Where are my two men?

[indistinct arguing]

You know what? Getting on that sub is starting to sound like a great idea.

-What do you say? Sub anyone? -Hold your horses, Banzai.

No one's getting on a sub.

[door opens]

Okay, LaFleur. How well did you bury those bodies?

Well, that depends on how hard he looks.

Call the Arrow. Tell them we're at Condition One.

Take the heavy ordinance. And make sure the fence is at maximum.

Yes, sir.

-Let me talk to him. -Excuse me?

Your buddy out there with the eyeliner… Let me talk to him.

We had a truce with these people. You don't understand.

I understand I'm the one that killed his men.

I'll go out there and tell him why I did it.

I can't let you do that.

It's a good thing I ain't asking your permission.

James? Are you sure you know what you're doing?

Not yet. But I'll figure something out.

[door closes]

Hello, Richard.

I'm sorry, do we know each other?

I'm the guy that killed your men.

Heard some gunshots and saw two men throwing a bag over a woman's head.

Gave them a chance to throw the weapons down and walk away,

but one of them took a shot at me.

And I defended myself.

That so?

That's so.

Your people know you're telling me this?

They ain't my people, hoss.

So if you got some kind of a truce with them, it ain't been broken.

If you're not a member of the Dharma Initiative, then what are you?

-Did you bury the bomb? -Excuse me?

The hydrogen bomb with "Jughead" written on the side? Did you bury it?

Yeah, I know about it.

I also know 20 years ago, some bald fella limped into your camp,

and fed you some mumbo jumbo about being your leader.

Then, poof… He went and disappeared right in front of you.

Any of this ringing a bell?

That man's name is John Locke and I'm waiting for him to come back.

So, you still think I'm a member of the damn Dharma Initiative?

No.

I guess I don't.

But no matter who you are, two of my men are dead.

And my people need some kind of justice.

What are we gonna do about that?

[door opens]

[door closes]

How are you doing, Amy?

Is he gone? Alpert?

No. He's not gone.

-We told him where the bodies were. -You told him? Why?

We had to. It was the only way to maintain the truce.

Jim here worked it out with him, but…

Well, he's gonna need something from us now.

He needs to take Paul's body back with him.

[Amy gasps] No.

[whimpers]

Hey, Ames… listen.

We've been friends for a long time, yeah?

So, this is completely your choice.

If you don't want to give him to them, then we will suffer the consequences.

They can take him.

He would want to keep us safe.

Can I have a minute, please?

[mouths words]

I'm sorry.

-You need some help? -Hmm? Oh…

No, I've got it, thanks.

Hey, Jim…

The sub leaving tomorrow morning, it returns in two weeks.

Until then, you can stay and look for the rest of your crew.

Thanks.

[Sawyer] Bought us two weeks.

Horace said we can wait for the next sub.

With any luck, Locke'll be back by then.

And then what?

What do you mean, "then what?"

Locke said he was leaving to save us.

The flashes have stopped. They're over.

No more bloody noses. We're already saved.

That sub behind you brought me here.

I've been trying to get off of this island

for more than three years. Now I've got my chance.

I'm going to leave.

You do realize it's 1974.

Whatever it is you think you're going back to, it don't exist yet.

That's not a reason not to go.

Well, what about me?

You're gonna leave me here with the mad scientist

and Mr. "I Speak to Dead People"?

And Jin, who's a hell of a nice guy,

but not exactly the greatest conversationalist.

-You'll be fine. -Maybe…

But who's gonna get my back?

Come on…

Just give me two weeks. That's all I'm asking for. Two weeks.

All right, two weeks.

-Mmm. Something smells good. -[Juliet] Hey there.

Was that for me?

You were amazing today.

[chuckles]

Thank you for believing in me.

Ah.

[chuckles]

I love you.

Hmm. I love you, too.

[moans]

[man snoring]

Wake up, boss.

Uh…

-[Sawyer] How's your head? -It hurts.

I got good news and bad news.

Which you want first?

[exhales] Oh… Good news.

You're a daddy.

Bad news is you missed it.

Oh, gosh… Amy…

She had the baby?

It's a boy.

A boy…

[groans]

Oh…

Now how about you tell me why you were too busy drinking

and blowing up trees to see him get born?

I was, uh…

I was looking for a pair of socks and…

all of mine were dirty, so I went to grab a pair of Amy's and…

I found this in the back of her drawer.

It was Paul's.

-You got in a fight over a necklace? -I know.

[sighs] But…

It's only been three years, Jim.

Just three years that he's been gone.

Is that really long enough to get over someone?

[sighs]

I had a thing for a girl once.

And I had a shot at her.

But I didn't take it.

For a little while, I'd lay in bed every night wondering…

if that was a mistake.

Wondering if…

I'd ever stop thinking about her.

But now, I can barely remember what she looks like.

I mean, her face is…

She's just gone.

And she ain't never coming back.

So…

Is three years long enough to get over someone?

Absolutely.

[telephone rings]

[both grunting]

What?

Wait, what?

No. Don't bring them in.

Just meet me in the north valley.

[Juliet] Who was it?

-James… what's going on? -That was Jin.

-Everything okay? -Yeah…

I just…

I gotta go.

[engine turns off]

[closing theme music playing]

-[rustling] -[kids] Bad robot!