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[narrator] Previously on Lost…

-Are you one of them? -One of who?

-A Hostile. -What's your name?

Ben. Take me with you.

If that's what you really want, Ben.

If that's what you want, I want you to think about that.

You're gonna have to be very, very patient.

Do you want to protect your friends or not, Sayid?

I'm Sayid Jarrah, one of the Oceanic Six.

[suspenseful music playing]

[plane rattling]

[high-pitched ringing]

Stop right there!

-Sayid? -Jin.

[gun cocking]

Shut up!

Get down!

Say another word and you're dead.

I brought you a sandwich.

-Are you a Hostile? -Do you think I am?

-What's your name? -Sayid.

I'm Ben.

It's nice to meet you, Ben.

[clucking]

[in Arabic] Come on!

You are not a child anymore.

Act like a man.

You must kill one.

I… I don't want to.

You will do as your father asks.

[in Arabic] No!

Listen to what I'm telling you!

Come on, kill one of them!

You will stay outside until you do!

[speaking Arabic]

[hens clucking]

-[bones crack] -[chicken croaks]

Good for you. You did it.

It wasn't me.

Well, at least one of you will be a man.

Well done, Sayid.

[door opens]

-Hey, Phil. -Hey.

[door closes]

I brought another sandwich for him.

Chicken salad this time.

Yeah, I don't think it's the menu. He's not eating.

-Save yourself the trouble, kid. -But Horace told me to.

Why does he care so much? The guy's a Hostile.

That doesn't mean he's not hungry.

Whatever.

[door opens]

[door slams]

I brought you a sandwich.

And a book.

I've read it twice. It's good.

Thank you.

Did Richard send you?

Richard. He's your leader, right?

It's just a camera.

They can see but they can't hear.

Four years ago, I ran away into the jungle and Richard found me.

I said I wanted to leave, that I wanted to join you.

So I've been patient.

And if you're patient, too…

I think I can help you.

[opening theme music playing]

[dramatic music playing]

[door cracking]

[beeping]

[door cracking]

[gun cocks]

[in Russian] Wait. Wait. Wait. Please. Please.

I have 300, maybe 400,000 Euro. It's all yours! Take it. Please.

Don't shoot, you don't have to--

[thumps]

[indistinct chatter]

-How did it go? -He tried to bribe me.

-It didn't work. -Of course it didn't.

Where to now?

Nowhere.

-You're done. -What do you mean I'm done?

We're done. Andropov was the last one.

You've taken care of everyone who posed a threat to your friends.

It's been a pleasure working with you, Sayid.

So that's it?

I killed all those people for you,

and now you're just walking away?

You didn't kill them for me, Sayid.

You're the one that asked for their names.

There's no one else in Widmore's organization that we need to go after.

Congratulations.

Mission accomplished.

What do I do now?

I suppose you should go live your life. You're free, Sayid.

[door opening]

[door closes]

Put out your hands.

Come on.

Thank you.

It's nice to finally hear your voice.

I'm Horace.

Now's the part where you tell me your name.

I need you to tell me what you were doing out in that jungle.

-Ask him about the model. -Radzinsky.

I got this.

Those handcuffs…

Are you having some kind of problem with your people?

Because either you are in some kind of disagreement

which makes me want to help you,

or you're a spy trying to infiltrate us.

So which is it?

Okay.

I'm gonna give you an hour to decide whether you want to talk to me.

But if you decide you don't want to…

then I'm gonna have to take this to the next level.

[sizzling]

I think your bacon's ready.

Oh, I forgot.

What's on the TV?

[exhales]

It's over, isn't it?

What's over?

This.

Us. Playing house.

All of it.

I never actually thought they'd come back.

So they're back. Nothing's changed.

What if Sayid tells them who he is?

Sayid ain't saying nothing.

Hey…

I got this under control.

[knocking on door]

-Morning, H. What's up? -Jim.

-Juliet. -Horace.

I just spoke to the prisoner.

We have a problem.

-Why? What'd he say? -Nothing.

Which is what worries me.

We need to find out why he violated the truce.

Why the hell he would come into our territory.

I'm just going to have to have Oldham do his thing on him.

That psychopath? No way.

What choice do I have?

Just let me have a go at him alone.

Be my guest, but I'm telling you, man, he is not gonna talk.

Oh, he'll talk to me.

-Mr. LaFleur. -Take your lunch, Phil.

-You're going back there alone? -Take your lunch, Phil.

Yes, sir.

[door closes]

How you doing?

A 12-year-old Ben Linus brought me a chicken salad sandwich.

-How do you think I'm doing? -Sweet kid, huh?

How can you live with him here?

'Cause I ain't got a choice.

Is that so?

Let's see how you feel after three years of living in the 70s.

Lucky for you, I spent that time getting myself in a position to save your ass.

I'm sorry, Sayid.

[both groans]

-What are you doing? -When I tell 'em I got your confession,

I need them to believe you didn't give it up easy.

What confession?

We're gonna say you were trying to defect.

You're gonna offer intel on the Others in exchange

for living with us.

And why in God's name would I want to do that?

What the hell else am I supposed to do with you?

-Let me go. -And then what?

-I can't just let you go. -Why not?

Because these people trust me.

I've built a life here. A pretty good one.

I let you go, all that goes away.

So you got yourself a choice, chief.

Either you cooperate and join the party in Dharmaville or you're on your own.

Then I guess I'm on my own.

Fresh off the griddle.

Don't forget to try the dipping sauces.

They really bring out the ham.

Thanks, Hurley.

So… what's going on with Sayid?

-Don't know anything yet. -What do you mean?

I thought you were at Sawyer's last night. What did he tell you?

He told me to leave him alone and let him do his job.

And you're going to?

I'll talk to Juliet, see what she can tell me.

Well, if Sawyer didn't tell you anything, why would Juliet?

-Why wouldn't she? -'Cause they're together.

-What do you mean they're together? -Together. They live together.

Like, not as roommates.

You know, together, like you guys were?

I thought it was kind of obvious. I mean, who couldn't see that coming?

Hurley.

Well, I guess I better go make some more waffles.

Did you know?

Yeah.

Hmm.

[keys jingling]

[door opening]

[water swooshing]

You know what I can't figure out?

Is how the hell you got caught.

You Hostiles are supposed to be kings of the jungle.

And how dumb are you that you got captured by these idiots?

[chuckles]

And yet you're the one who mops up after them.

Yeah, well…

We'll see how cute you are once Oldham gets done with you, pal.

[clanks]

What the hell are you doing here?

I was bringing you a sandwich.

[Roger] A sandwich?

[Roger scoffs]

You never made me a sandwich in your life.

Yeah, well, I made one for myself…

-Uh-huh. -[Ben] So…

-So I just thought-- -Oh, yeah?

-[gasping] Dad, don't! -Don't you lie to me.

What are you doing here?

[Ben gasping]

You made this sandwich for him, didn't you?

-Hmm? Who told you to do that? -Yes.

-Nobody. -Nobody?

-I just thought-- -"You just thought, huh?"

Go home.

Go on. I'll tell you what to think.

[Ben whimpering]

[plate shattering]

[hammering]

[sawing]

How did you find me?

I looked.

What do you want, Ben?

John Locke is dead.

I think he was murdered.

Why would anyone kill him?

I'd say it was retribution for the work you and I have been doing.

So you're in danger, Sayid.

If I can find you, so can the people that found Locke.

The same people who, even as we speak,

are sitting outside Hugo's mental institution.

-They're watching him? -A man in a sedan has been there all week.

Just waiting…

presumably for you or me to show our faces.

And that's why you're here.

You actually came all this way to suggest that I kill this man?

You don't want to?

What makes you think I want to?

Because, Sayid,

to put it simply,

you're capable of things most other men aren't.

Every choice you've made in your life whether it was to murder or torture

it hasn't really been a choice at all, has it?

It's in your nature. It's what you are.

You're a killer, Sayid.

I'm not what you think I am.

I don't like killing.

Well, then I apologize.

I was mistaken about you.

[keys jingling]

[door opening]

All right, last chance.

You got anything to say?

[stun gun crackling]

[sighs] Take him to Oldham.

[dramatic music playing]

[car door slams]

["I Can't Give You Anything" playing]

♪ I can't give you ♪

♪ Anything but love ♪

♪ Baby ♪

♪ That's the only thing ♪

♪ I've plenty of ♪

Oldham?

♪ Baby ♪

Hey, man. Are we ready?

♪ Dream a while scheme a while ♪

♪ We're sure to find ♪

♪ Happiness and I guess ♪

Who is that man?

He's our you.

Better put him in the restraints.

[all grunting]

[grunts]

Don't worry.

They're for your protection.

There are side effects to what I'm giving you.

Open his mouth.

[Phil] Open.

[jaw crunching]

[breathing heavily]

Don't be afraid. Just turn your mind off.

Let it take effect.

It's beyond your control,

so fighting it is a poor use of your energies.

You see, whether you struggle or not, one thing's for sure, friend.

You will tell us the truth.

[Ben] There's somebody, somebody here in Los Angeles.

-Let me take you to them. -Who?

The same person that's going to show us how to get back to The Island.

[Kate] Is that what this is about?

This is insane. You are all crazy.

[car door opening]

Sayid, where are you going?

[car starting]

I don't want any part of this.

And if I see you again,

it'll be extremely unpleasant for us both.

["Fading Blues" playing]

[woman] You have a menu?

There you go.

-Sir? Another MacCutcheon? -Please.

[woman] What's that run you?

-Excuse me? -That scotch.

What's a glass of that run you?

Whatever it is, it's worth it.

I don't understand why someone would pay 120 bucks for a glass of anything.

If you knew what my drink cost, why did you ask me?

Same reason I'm eating my dinner here instead of a table.

-I'll have the rib eye. Bloody. -[man] Yes, ma'am. Rib eye bloody.

Are you a professional?

A professional what?

You think I'm a prostitute?

Hmm?

I'm not a professional anything. I just…

thought you looked sad.

I like sad men.

I'm sorry to hear that.

So…

other than drinking alone at bars…

what do you do?

For a living?

I'm between jobs at the moment.

So what did you do?

The only thing I was ever good at.

Then why did you quit?

I'm trying to change.

I know why you're sad now.

Do you?

When you're that good at something,

there are always going to be people who tempt you…

into staying the same.

And how do you know so much about temptation?

Buy me a glass of that scotch and I'll tell you.

[suspenseful music playing]

Hello, there.

Hello?

I'm going to ask you a few questions.

I want you to relax and answer them truthfully.

Not that you'll have any choice about it.

-What is your name? -Sayid.

-Sayid Jarrah. -[Oldham] All right, Sayid.

Why were you in handcuffs when we found you?

Because…

Because I am a bad man.

Were you running away from your people?

-What people? -The Hostiles.

I am not a Hostile.

Then where did you come from, Sayid?

I came on a plane.

What plane?

[Sayid] Ajira Flight 316.

And that's how I returned to The Island.

Returned? You've been here before?

Oh, yes. The first time, I was on Oceanic Flight 815.

It crashed.

I was here for 100 days.

And I left.

Ask Sawyer.

-Who's Sawyer? -Who cares?

None of this matters. Ask him about the Flame.

Quiet.

What do you know about our stations here?

I know the Flame was a communication station.

The Pearl was to observe other stations.

The Swan was to study electromagnetism.

-But of course that was before the inci-- -The Swan?

How could he know what we were gonna name it? We haven't built it!

I told you he saw the model.

-You see? He is a spy! I knew it. -Radzinsky!

I'm not gonna tell you again. Cool it.

You're all going to die, you know.

What?

You're going to be killed.

How exactly would you know this, Sayid?

Because I am from the future.

Maybe I should have used half a dropper.

Oops.

[laughing]

You used exactly enough.

Bench grinder, lube equipment, drill press, over here.

Plugs, bearings, sockets, ratchets here. How are you with a flat-4 engine?

-No idea what I'm talking about? -No, not really.

It's okay.

-Jack told you about us? -No.

Hurley, actually.

It's kind of a relief, actually.

I wasn't quite sure how to do it

without it sounding like I was telling you to stay away.

It's fine.

[car approaching]

All right.

What do we do with him?

We kill him.

Hold on a second. We're not killing anyone. Right?

He violated the truce. What would they do if they caught one of us?

Since when did we start acting like them? We're civilized.

Yes, we are. We have a rule of law.

And we've given him every opportunity to defend himself.

Blah, blah, blah. Need I remind you, this man's seen things.

He knows things. There's nothing to talk about.

-He's a spy. -You sure about that, Stu?

He was trying to escape from the hostiles. He obviously has problems with his people.

Yeah, and sharing our secrets are the quickest way

for him to solve those problems.

Okay, I'm going to need a little more time to consider.

[sarcastically] Consider?

I mean, the longer he's among us, the… the more danger we're in.

I can talk to him, Horace. I just need more time.

No! You had your chance, LaFleur.

Why are we on your clock, Radzinsky?

Horace, you've got to call for a vote.

Either we make a decision, or I call Ann Arbor

and they make it for us.

[Amy] Radzinsky's right.

Horace, please.

I can't…

[baby Ethan cooing]

I can't sleep with one eye open.

We have a baby now.

We have to think about Ethan.

We have to think about all the children here.

How are we going to feel safe with this man around?

I don't know what he's up to,

but we can't keep him here.

We have no choice.

[sighing]

Okay. Let's put it to a vote.

All in favor of Radzinsky's solution, raise your hand.

[tense music playing]

LaFleur?

I would really like to say it's unanimous.

[slow piano music playing]

[chuckles]

Just for the record, I really was just there for dinner.

Are you afraid I'll get the wrong idea?

I think it's too late for that.

Take it off.

[dramatic music playing]

You so much as flinch and you're dead.

So, who are you?

You asked me earlier if I was a professional?

I am a professional.

-I was hired to bring you to Guam. -Who hired you?

The family of Peter Avellino.

The man you killed in cold blood last year on a golf course in the Seychelles.

-You're a bounty hunter? -It doesn't matter what I am.

You're going to answer for what you've done.

Hit me in the face.

[chuckling] What?

Go on. You owe me one anyway,

so make it a good one.

And I want you to take these keys out of my pocket, let yourself out.

The guard outside is Phil. He's a dimwit.

So I reckon you can get his gun before he realizes you're out.

Just promise me you won't shoot him.

I appreciate the offer, but I'm fine right here.

They're gonna kill you. They just took a vote.

-Even the new mom wants you dead. -I'm going to stay here, James.

This morning you were begging me to let you go. Why would you change--

Because…

when I woke up in the jungle

and I realized I was back on this island,

I felt there was no purpose to it.

But now I know exactly why I'm here.

To get shot? Then what?

You're out of your mind.

[exhales]

[dramatic music playing]

[knocking on door]

Hey.

Hi.

Why'd you come back?

What?

Sayid just filled my ear full of some crap about his damn purpose and I wanna know.

Why did you all come back?

-Uh… -Why, Kate?

I don't know why everyone else came back.

I just know why I did.

[engine revving]

[tires squealing]

What the…

What the hell?

[siren wailing in the distance]

Are you okay?

[indistinct shouting]

Greg, grab a wrench, open those valves! Get the hoses going!

[Greg] Okay.

[woman screaming]

Eric, grab the fire gear! Bill, go help Greg.

-What happened? -Three years, no burning buses.

Y'all are back for one day. Get on that hose!

-Man this hose! -[man 1] We got it!

-[man 2] Stretch it out! -[man 1] Here you go.

All security! All security! This is LaFleur! We have a fire!

Everyone, get to building 15 now!

Roger that. I'm on my way!

-What happened to your glasses? -My dad.

For bringing me the sandwich?

I know. My father was a hard man as well.

I really hate it here.

If I let you out,

will you take me with you…

to your people?

Yes, Ben. I will.

That's why I'm here.

[indistinct PA chatter]

Are you sure we're going to Guam?

Where else would we be going?

Can I ask you a favor?

-Can we get the next plane? -Why?

I'm very superstitious when it comes to flying.

I'll buy you a rabbit's foot at the gift shop.

This is the plane we're taking.

Sorry about the handcuffs, but at least we're in business.

[Ben] Hold up! Wait, please! Thank you for not closing.

[dramatic music playing]

[Hurley] What's he doing here? No, he can't come!

Hey, if you want to go back, this is how it has to be.

-Are you working for Benjamin Linus? -What?

-Are you working for him? -Who's Benjamin Linus?

He's a liar, a manipulator.

A man who allowed his own daughter to be murdered to save himself.

A monster responsible for nothing short of genocide.

Why would I work for somebody like that?

I did.

-[car approaching] -[grunts]

[groans]

Hide.

[engine shuts off]

Shh!

Jin.

[sighing] Sayid?

What are you doing here? How did you get out?

Sawyer let me go.

-They were going to kill me. -What?

[Phil] Attention. The prisoner escaped! The Hostile's no longer in custody!

Be on the lookout. He could be armed.

They don't know he released me. Please, Jin, I need to keep moving.

Okay. Let me talk to him first.

LaFleur, it's Jin here. Come in…

Whoa! Where'd you learn to do that?

Come on. We'd better go. He called LaFleur.

You were right about me.

What?

I am a killer.

[uneasy music playing]

[closing theme music playing]