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Previously on Lost:

These are our names.

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

Why is my name written on this?

- He didn't tell me.
- What does he want?

I had to get you and Jack as far away
from that Temple as I possibly could.

- What? Why?
- 'Cause someone's coming there.

Someone bad.

- There's still time.
- Not for me.

- Where's Jarrah?
- I'm fine. Thank you.

- Where is he?
- Considering he
just killed Dogen,

I don't think he's
gonna be joining us.

- Who's Dogen?
- Guy in charge of the Temple.

- Sayid killed the
interpreter, too.
- You sure?

He was standing over their dead
bodies holding a bloody dagger. I'm sure.

- You said we were safe
at the Temple.
- That's what I was told.

- What about the beach?
- What beach?

Where we buried Locke. Where they
lived. We'll have the water at our backs,

and it's familiar territory.
Anybody else got a better idea?

No. The beach it is.

- That way.
- Move.

And it was on this island
that everything changed.

That everything
finally became clear.

Elba...

is where Napoleon
faced his greatest test.

Because exile wasn't
the worst of his fate.

What was truly devastating to
him was the loss of his power.

Sure, they allowed him to
keep the title of Emperor,

but without any power,
it was meaningless.

He might just as
well have been dead.

All right. Remember, five
and six tomorrow. Thank you.

Principal Reynolds.
Good morning.

Walk with me.

Linus, there's been
a schedule shift.

I need you to supervise
detention after school today.

- What?
- In fact, all week.

Cutbacks, budget crises,
events above your pay grade.

Needless to say, some of
us have to pull double duty.

We have History Club.
Those kids need me.

There are five students
in History Club. They'll live.

Shouldn't we be encouraging
the ones with ambition?

The club isn't for them, it's
for you. Makes you feel needed.

Unfortunately, for now,
you're needed... in detention.

Thanks for your
understanding, Linus.

It's Dr. Linus, actually.

For the love of...
It's ruined! It's ruined.

- What's the problem, Leslie?
- Formaldehyde.

Formaldehyde's the problem.
Know what gets out formaldehyde?

Nothing. Maybe if I had
some freaking lab aprons,

I wouldn't pay for incompetent
students with another trip to Marshalls.

Budget cutbacks.

How hard would it be for Reynolds
to spread a little love to the sciences?

I'm dealing with lab equipment
from the 1950s. Now, why is that?

Principal Reynolds is an
administrator. He's not a teacher.

He's forgotten what the
public school system is about.

Summers off in exchange
for a crap pension.

- I'm happy to remind him.
- No. Taking care of the kids.

- That's what's important.
- OK. You just keep dreaming.

Well, I know you've
given up, but I refuse to.

Maybe you should
be the principal.

So says the substitute.

What do you mean, I
should be the principal?

Sounds like you
care about this place.

And if the man in charge doesn't,
then maybe it's time for a change.

I appreciate the sentiment,
but who's gonna listen?

I'm listening.

Tell me what that
thing back there was.

That thing killed her
friends at the statue.

And Jacob, right?

It killed Jacob, too.

- Yeah, of course. And Jacob.
- Of course.

You're Miles, right?
Miles Straume?

You communicate with the dead.

Not technically. I...

I can tell you how someone died,

pick up their last thoughts
before they check out...

I need to be near their bodies.

This is what's left
of Jacob's body.

So tell me, Miles,
how did he die?

- Linus killed him.
- What?

That's not true.

Are you sure?

He was standing over
Jacob's dead body

with a bloody dagger,

so... yeah, I'm pretty sure.

Thank you.

Jacob was the closest
thing I ever had to a father.

Uh-oh.

I'm gonna look for some tools
and get to work on some shelter.

The rest of you see what
food's left. Maybe get a fire going.

Yeah, a fire will
fix everything.

There anything
you'd like me to do?

You know, psychics,
totally unreliable.

Miles actually tried to
blackmail me once into...

You make friends
easy, don't you?

I made you one of the turkey meals
with the cranberry sauce you like.

It ain't one of them
lean deals, is it?

No, Dad. It's organic.

I'm trying to keep you healthy.

It's a little late for that.

How was work?

I have a doctorate in
Modern European History...

and yet I'm babysitting
burnouts in detention.

Detention, huh?

And, the worst of it is,

as I look out at those ingrates
that I'm tasked with watching...

I can't help thinking...

that, maybe, I'm more
a loser than any of them.

This isn't the life I
wanted for you, Ben.

- I wanted so much more.
- I know.

That's why I signed up for
that damn Dharma Initiative

and took you to
the island, and...

They were decent people.

Smarter than I'll ever be.

Imagine how different our lives
would have been if we'd stayed.

We'd have both lived
happily ever after.

No, I'm serious, Ben.

Who knows what
you would've become?

- Now, does that feel better?
- Yes.

Thank you.

- Alex?
- Dr. Linus.

Where were you today? We
had to cancel History Club.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I should've
put a note on the door.

The meetings have to be
postponed. I'm in detention all week.

Oh, yeah? What'd you do?

Principal Reynolds
needs me to cover, so...

AP test is Friday.

I was kind of counting
on the tutoring.

All right. How about this?

Tomorrow morning,
seven am, in the library.

And you bring the coffee.

Thanks.

God, you're the best, Dr. Linus.

- My pleasure, Alex.
- OK.

See you.

Excuse me. How long
are we going to stay here?

- I told you, I don't know yet.
- I need to find my husband.

Trust me, if anyone
wants to find him, it's me.

But I don't know where to look.

Why do you want to find Jin?

Because your last
name is Kwon, so is his.

I don't know whether I'm supposed
to protect you, him, or both of you.

Protect us? What
are you talking about?

You're candidates...
to replace Jacob.

Replace him? To do what?

If you're the one selected,
I imagine you'll find out.

Wait. You said "candidates."
How many are there?

Six. There are only six left.

- Cheese curds...
- Hurley. Come on. Wake up.

Come on. Let's go.

We'll make the
Temple by nightfall.

I'm hungry.

Let's eat breakfast first.

No, we can eat on the way.

What's the rush?

You know, maybe we
should take our time.

Why?

Because.

I'm leaving, Hurley.
You coming or not?

Dude, it's this way.

- No, we came this way.
- Yeah, but that was a mistake.

This is faster. Trust
me, it's just around here.

- It's a shortcut.
- No, it's not.

You're both wrong.

Temple's that way.

Where did you come from?

You wouldn't believe
me if I told you.

- Try me.
- Not yet.

But if you wanna go to
the Temple, it's this way.

Dude, you trust that guy?

At least he's not stalling.

When you're finished in the library,
give me a hand getting firewood.

Just looking for
something useful.

The things people
will bring on a trip...

"Oceanic."

I remember that plane breaking
in half like it was yesterday.

You sound nostalgic.

- Maybe I am.
- I was supposed
to be flying it.

Oceanic 815.

- And why didn't you?
- I overslept.

Come on.

Can you believe it?

Imagine how different my
life'd be had that alarm gone off.

How different
would it have been?

The island still got
you in the end, didn't it?

Walk.

- OK, wait. You don't
have to be so...
- Stop!

On the ground, face down.

What are you doing? Look, If
this is about what Miles said...

- Pick it up.
- What?

Pick it up and start digging.

- Dig what?
- A grave.

- For who?
- You murdered Jacob.

It's for you.

Now, you know
this. I know you do.

Expanded Lord Cornwallis'
powers as Governor-General.

Very good. Now, moving
on to the Charter Act of 1813.

At the time of the charter, the
East India Trading Company's power

extended to all of
India except for...

- I don't know!
- It's OK. It's just a test.

Just a test?

It's only my entire
life, Dr. Linus.

Alex, I think you're
a bit overdramatic.

Am I? My mom works
two jobs just to pay our rent.

How am I gonna pay for college?

Let alone Yale.
Assuming I can even get in.

You're one of the brightest
students I've ever had.

I don't worry about
your future at all.

- Really?
- Really.

What can I do to help? I'll write you
a great letter of recommendation...

No, I need someone
who went there.

Unfortunately, the only one I know's
that pervert, Principal Reynolds.

Excuse me, "pervert?"

Forget I said that.

- I was just angry.
- Alex, has
Principal Reynolds...

- done something to you?
- What? Eww!

- No! I swear, it's not that.
- Then what is it?

Dr. Linus, if I tell you, will you
promise to keep it between us?

Of course I promise.

OK.

So I was in the nurse's
office a few months ago.

I had a stomachache and I just
went in to find a cot, and fell asleep.

When I woke up, after
school, in the other room,

Principal Reynolds was
there. And the nurse, well,

I guess she forgot
I was in there.

They were...

you know, doing it. In
the room right next to me.

Where they give
kids hearing tests.

- Isn't that totally gross?
- Totally.

Dr. Linus, you're not gonna
say something, are you?

No, no. A promise is a promise.

Well, shall we return
to the high seas?

Yeah. Sure.

Not exactly tearing it up
on the digging front, are you?

I'm not in a big hurry.

Brought you some
grub. Hope you like

green beans and banana,
'cause that's all we got.

Not really hungry.

Suit yourself.

Miles. Do you remember once
you asked me for 3.2 million dollars?

- Do you still want it?
- What are you gonna do?

You gonna write me a
check on this banana leaf?

I can get off this
island. And, when I do,

I have a vast network of people and
resources that will get you that money.

- All you have to do
is cut me loose.
- Why would I need your money

when there are jabonies under
there named Nikki and Paulo

who got buried alive with eight million
dollars in diamonds on top of them?

I can't believe you're
just gonna stand by

and watch this happen.

Ilana's gonna murder
me for killing Jacob,

a man who didn't even
care about being killed.

- No, he cared.
- Excuse me?

Right up until the second the
knife went through his heart,

he was hoping he
was wrong about you.

I guess he wasn't.

Dig!

- So, you're not time traveling?
- No.

But you look the same
as you did 30 years ago.

- How is that possible?
- It's not easy to explain.

Is this like a Terminator
thing? You a cyborg?

- No, I'm not a cyborg.
- Vampire?

- Jacob gave me a gift.
- Jacob. What do you
know about him?

I know he's dead.

You said we were going
to the Temple, dude.

- I lied.
- Why?

Because everyone
at the Temple is dead.

What do you mean
they're all dead?

What happened?

I'm not sure what happened,

but I just came from there.

- There's no survivors.
- What about our friends?

Sayid, Kate.

No, they weren't there.

Well, maybe they
made it out alive.

Whatever you're looking for
at the Temple, it's not there.

You didn't want to go
back. Did you know?

Jacob kind of,
sort of, hinted at it.

- You spoke to Jacob?
- Yeah.

Well, whatever he
said, don't believe him.

Where are you going?

- I have something I need to do.
- To do what?

Die.

- Hey, do you have a minute?
- Yes, I guess.

Might as well just
give them all Fs.

How hard is it to learn the difference
between a genus and a species?

What do you want?

You're good with
computers, aren't you?

Something tells me you wouldn't be
here if you didn't already know I was.

Could you, hypothetically,

access someone's e-mail
account without their knowledge?

- Yeah. It depends
on the account.
- Say, a faculty account.

Hypothetic.

- Whose?
- Nurse Kondracki.

Kim? Why? You
got the hots for her?

No, I'm just... I'm curious about
some of her correspondence.

With whom?

OK, that's fine.

I didn't come to see
you. You came to see me.

I don't have time to
play 20 Questions.

Either tell me what you're doing, or let
me finish grading my papers in peace.

All right, all right.

I have reason to believe
that she might be engaged

in an inappropriate personal
relationship with Principal Reynolds.

You're making a play.

You're going after
the big job, aren't you?

Are you going to
help me or not, Leslie?

I want a good spot.

- I'm sorry?
- I want Lamour's spot

in the main parking lot.

The one next to the maple
tree, not under the maple tree.

That way I get the shade

but not all that tree crap
over the hood of my car.

And I want aprons.
I want lots of aprons.

And I want lab equipment in here
that was built in this decade. Deal?

Deal.

You know,

you really had me fooled
with that sweater vest.

Linus, you're a real killer.

Been here before?

Yes.

And in all the time that
I've spent on this island,

today is the first time
I've ever come back.

Jack?

- Dude, where are you?
- I'm in here.

Do not open that. There's
dynamite, mega unstable.

- I know.
- So did Dr. Arzt.

Then I was wiping him out
of my shirt two days later.

- Dude, it's time to go.
- No, not yet.

He's opening a crate of dynamite,
and said he wanted to kill himself.

I can't kill myself.

- What?
- Even if I wanted to,

trust me, I do, I
can't kill myself.

Which is why I want
you to do it for me.

What are you talking about?

What I'm talking about, Jack,
is that, well, Jacob touched me.

And when Jacob touches you,

well, it's considered a gift.

Except it's not a gift at all.

It's a curse.

Dude! Seriously, let's go now!

Why do you want to die?

I devoted my life,

longer than you can possibly
imagine, in service of a man

who told me that everything
was happening for a reason.

That he had a plan. A
plan that I was a part of.

And, when the time was
right, that he'd share it with me.

And now that man's gone. So...

Why do I want to die? Because I just
found out my entire life had no purpose.

Now, if I light this
myself, it won't work.

But you can light
it for me, Jack.

I made the fuse long enough
so you'll have time to get out.

Jack, please tell me

you're not considering this.

If he wants to die,
there's nothing to stop him.

Thank you.

Now...

let's talk.

Jack! Dude, we got to go. The
guy's crazy, and I know crazy!

- Go ahead. We'll be all right.
- You're gonna blow up!

Got to talk to him,
Hurley. Just go.

No, I'm not going without you.

Hurley, I'll be fine.

When you change your
mind, I'll be a mile away.

You should go with him, Jack.

- No, Richard, I shouldn't.
- Then you're gonna die.

I don't think either
one of us is gonna die.

- What makes you think that?
- I just came from
a lighthouse...

where my name was etched in
wood on a dial that turned a mirror...

that somehow reflected the
image of the house I grew up in.

Jacob's lighthouse.

He got Hurley to bring me
because he wanted me to see

what was reflected in that mirror. For
some reason, he wanted me to know

that he'd been watching
me ever since I was a kid.

- Why?
- I have no idea why.

But I'm willing to bet you that
if Jacob went to that trouble...

that he brought me to
this island for a reason,

and it's not to blow up
sitting with you right now.

That's a big risk you're taking.

- Yes.
- What if you're wrong?

I'm not.

Wanna try another stick?

All right, Jack.

You seem to have all the
answers. So, now what?

We go back to where we started.

Hello, Ben.

What are you doing here?

- Visiting. What are you doing?
- I'm digging my own grave.

Why?

Because you talked
me into killing Jacob.

Do you see that
woman eating a mango?

She's his bodyguard
and she knows what I did.

You've got what you wanted
because she's going to kill me.

I don't want you to die, Ben.

In fact, I went back to the
statue to get you, but you'd gone.

Get me? For what?

I'm gathering a group to
leave this place for good.

But, once we're gone, someone's
gonna need to be in charge of the island.

Me?

I can't think of a
better man for the job.

It doesn't seem very likely,
does it, under the circumstances?

How am I gonna get away from...

Come to the other island,
to the Hydra Station.

That's where we'll be.

She'll come after me.

Two hundred yards inland,
there's a tree in a clearing

with a rifle leaning up
against it. If you go now,

you'll get there first and
you'll have the drop on her.

But don't hesitate. She won't.

See you soon, Ben.

Hey!

Come in.

Linus, I don't have time to listen
to you complain about detention.

That's not why I'm here. I
want you to read something.

Well, if this is some attempt
to revive your little club...

Those are 30 e-mails that
cover a three-month period.

It's pretty lascivious stuff.

Which would be fine if it was
private, but they seem to describe acts

that took place
on school property.

Acts which, morality aside,

I think the school
board would frown on.

Not to mention your wife.

What do you want?

Your job.

You're gonna resign...
for, I don't know...

personal reasons, health, your
call. But, with your resignation,

you're gonna recommend the school
board hire me as your replacement.

And the irony of all this

is that they hold
you in such esteem...

that I'll get the job.

So, do we have an understanding?

Linus...

May I read you an e-mail?

"Dear Principal Reynolds, I
would appreciate it if you could

write a letter of recommendation
to Yale on my behalf.

It would mean the world to me.
Sincerely, Alexandra Rousseau."

It's a funny thing about
recommendations, Linus.

They work both ways.

So, I put the ball
back in your court.

You can execute your little
Machiavellian maneuvers.

Go for my job, sit at my desk.

But, alas, there will be
an unfortunate side effect.

I will torch Miss
Rousseau and her future.

Is my job, my power,
that important to you?

So. What will it be, Dr. Linus?

Drop it. Put the gun down!

What are you waiting for?

I want to explain.

Explain what?

I want to explain that I
know what you're feeling.

You have no idea
what I'm feeling.

I watched my daughter,
Alex, die in front of me.

And it was my fault.

I had a chance to save her.

But I chose the island.

Over her.

All in the name of Jacob.

I sacrificed everything for him.

And he didn't even care.

I stabbed him. I
was... so angry.

Confused. I was terrified
that I was about to lose

the only thing that had ever
mattered to me, my power.

But the thing that
really mattered...

was already gone.

I'm sorry that I killed Jacob.

I am.

And I do not expect
you to forgive me,

because... I can
never forgive myself.

Then what do you want?

Just... let me leave.

Where will you go?

To Locke.

Why?

Because he's the only
one that'll have me.

I'll have you.

- Dr. Linus.
- Hello, Alex.

I was just coming by to
thank Principal Reynolds.

He wrote me the most incredible
letter of recommendation.

Wow. Wonderful.

Did you have
something to do with it?

I mean, I thought he might say some
nice things, but he really went all out.

No, it wasn't me. But I always
say you're a great student.

Obviously, I wasn't the
only one who noticed.

- Thanks...
- Linus,

what the hell are you
doing in my office?

Just dropping off the detention
sign-up sheet for the week,

per your request.

Just put it on my desk.

- So, will I see you
at History Club?
- You mean when it's back on?

Oh, no, we've got
our old slot back.

Principal Reynolds found
someone to cover detention. Right?

- Yes, that's right.
- Well, then, see you at four.

Bye.

Hey. Did you do it?

- No.
- No?

No? Wait.

- What about my parking space?
- You can have mine.

Do you need a hand?

You could help me with the tarp.

Sir, there are
people on the beach.

- Should we stop?
- No.

- Proceed as planned.
- Yes, sir, Mr. Widmore.