All language subtitles for Lost S06E11 Happily Ever After.DVDRip.NonHI.cc.en.BnaVis

Mr. Hume.

My name is Zoe.

I know you're disoriented. You've
been unconscious for the last three days.

But you're off the
IV sedation now.

And I've just given you a
shot to help you wake up.

Are you a nurse?

You're not in the hospital anymore,
Mr. Hume. We had to move you.

What? Move me? Move me where?

Where's my wife?

- No. Wait... You shouldn't...
- I wanna see Penny.

I'm afraid that's not
gonna be possible.

You.

- Easy, easy.
- Mr. Hume...

- I'll take it from here.
- You should sit.

Desmond.

What happened to me? Where am I?

You were shot...
by Benjamin Linus.

Do you remember that?

Yes, I remember.

- I wanna talk to Penny. Penny!
- She's not here.

But I assure you, both she
and your son are perfectly safe.

I'm really sorry for taking
you away from them,

but I didn't have a
chance to explain, and...

if I had, you never
would've come with me.

Come with you?

Come with you where?

I brought you
back to the island.

I... can't imagine how
you must be feeling.

But if you'll give me
a chance to explain...

- Damn it! Don't hurt him!
- You take me back!

- You take me back
right now, you hear?!
- I can't take you back.

The island isn't
done with you yet.

What is Desmond doing here?

It will be easier for me to show
you than to tell you, Mr. Kwon.

Take him to the generator room.

I'll be along with Hume
so we can start the test.

Charles, that test isn't
scheduled till tomorrow.

I know when it's scheduled.
Get them ready now.

Come on. No time
for sightseeing.

Double-check inside.

- They're bringing Hume
down now.
- What?!

You heard me. We are go right
now. What's your time frame?

We're not close to being ready.
This generator hasn't run in 20 years.

- How am I...?
- Widmore doesn't want to wait.

- What are you doing?
- Running a test.

- What kind of test?
- Let's see where we are.

Can we get a functioning
EM field going?

- Sure thing.
- Try a power test. Generator to full.

- OK.
- OK.

Here we go. On my count.

Three... two... one.

And power on.

Great. We probably got a
faulty contact somewhere. Find it.

Simmons, go check the
circuits on the solenoids.

- Yes, sir.
- Try it again.

Guess what, Angstrom?
You're going in there next.

Found it! It's a bad
breaker on the genny.

- Bringing it back online now.
- No!

No!

Turn it off! Turn it off!

Oh, my God.

Zoe.

- Are we ready?
- Let's go.

Stop.

You can take him now. Thank you.

Yes, sir.

Put him inside.

What the hell are you doing?!

I know how this looks, Desmond.

But if everything I've
been told about you is true,

you'll be perfectly fine.

You don't have any metal on
you, do you? Keys? Change?

Of course he doesn't, you idiot.

I hate to resort to forcing
this upon you, Desmond...

but once it's over...

I'm going to ask you
to make a sacrifice.

And I hope, for all our
sakes, you'll help me.

Sacrifice?

What the bloody hell do
you know about sacrifice?

My son died here for
the sake of this island.

Your wife, my own
daughter, hates me.

And I've never even
met my grandson.

But if you won't help
me, Desmond, all of it

will be for nothing.

Penny, your son,
and everyone else

will be gone... forever.

All right. Turn it on.

No. If you want me to help you
with whatever you're doing here,

- you need to explain to me...
- That man is the only person

I'm aware of in the world

who has survived a catastrophic
electromagnetic event.

I need to know that he
can do it again, or we all die.

Turn it on.

- Do we have full power?
- Yeah, but...

Let me out!

Let me out of
here, you bastards!

Let me out!

Let me out of here!

Let me out of here!

- It's carousel four.
- Sorry?

- You were on the Sydney flight,
right?
- Yeah.

Our bags are on carousel four.
I double-checked at the counter.

Thank you.

Hang on. I've got it. I got it.

Thank you so much.

Pleasure.

- Do you have any more bags?
- No. That's it, thank God.

Boy or a girl?

Um...

- I'm sorry. I didn't mean to pry.
- No. It's fine.

I just don't know what it is.

All right. Well,
you're braver than I.

I'm not a big fan of surprises.

Excuse me. That's mine.

So... have you got
someone meeting you?

Yeah. I don't know. Maybe they got
the... flights mixed up or something.

Because I've got a
car picking me up.

If you need a ride, I'd
be happy to give you a lift.

Oh, no, no, no. That's really
sweet of you, but I'm good.

- There's cabs, so...
- All right. Yeah.

- Well, it was nice meeting you.
- Yeah, nice to meet you, too.

A boy.

- What?
- I bet it's a boy.

Please note the
television monitors

located at the
baggage claim entrance.

Detailed baggage
claim information

on all arriving flights...

- Looks like I'm with you.
- Mr. Hume.

Hello. Let me grab that for you.

- Thank you.
- My name is George.

Nice to meet you.

So I will take you
back to your hotel?

- The office.
- Office. Wonderful.

This way, please.

So you flew in from Sydney, huh?

Yeah. That's right.

- What were you doing...
- down under?

I was closing a
deal for the boss.

Ooh, good for you.
Congratulations.

If you need anything while
you're in town, I know everyone.

If you need a reservation,
you just pick a restaurant.

The room service at the
hotel is excellent. Thank you.

You... you looking
for some company?

Well, I noticed that you
weren't wearing a wedding band,

and there are a lot of lovely ladies
offering their... companionship.

I'm not looking for any
companionship. I'm here to work.

Guess that's why you're the boss's
right-hand man, and I am the driver.

OK. Got it.

Good morning, Mr. Hume.
How was your flight?

- Lovely. Thank you.
- He said to send you right in.

Thank you.

- Charles.
- Hello, Desmond.

- Welcome to Los Angeles,
my friend.
- Thank you.

I don't give a bloody damn what
he did or how much it's going to cost.

Just get him arraigned

and get him out of there.

Sorry, Desmond.

Our celebration of the Australian
deal is gonna have to be cut short.

You are aware that
my son is a musician?

Yes. I've heard
he's quite talented.

Yeah, he is, quite.

Anyway, my wife is putting
together one of her charity events,

and the boy had the crazy idea

to combine classical
music with modern rock.

Have you heard of a
band called Drive Shaft?

No, can't say I have.

Their bass guitarist overdosed
and got himself arrested.

And now if I don't get this
junkie to my wife's event,

she will, simply
put, destroy me.

- So you want me
to baby-sit him.
- I know it's beneath you,

but I need someone I
can trust to do the job right.

Say no more, Charles. It's done.

You really do
have the life, son.

No family, no commitments.

Ah, to be free of attachments.

I'm a blessed man, sir.

No, it is I who am blessed
to have you in my employ.

A drink to celebrate
your indispensability.

That's your 60-year-old
scotch, Charles.

Nothing's too good for you.

- Mr. Hume?
- That's right.

Bail's all been taken care of.

- He's not allowed
to leave the state.
- Right.

Mr. Pace, I'm Desmond Hume.
Charles Widmore sent me...

Hey. Where you going?

He's all yours.

Hey!

What's wrong with you?! Idiot!

Come on.

Yeah, I'll have
whatever he's having.

One drink, then we go.

So, what's your job
then, to baby-sit me?

What are you?
Mr. Widmore's chief lackey?

- Henchman?
- No title.

- Plenty of perks, though.
- Mmm. Such as?

I get to meet charming people.

Well... cheers, then.

Tell me, Perky. Are you happy?

Quite.

No, you're not.

Well, I've got a great job,

lots of money, travel the world.

- Why wouldn't I be happy?
- Have you ever been in love?

- Thousands of times.
- That's not
what I'm talking about.

I'm talking about spectacular,
consciousness-altering love.

Do you know what
that looks like?

I wasn't aware that
love looked like anything.

I've seen it, mate, on the
plane back from Sydney.

Is that so?

Well, we were on the same
flight, so... maybe I saw it too.

Trust me. You didn't.

No? Enlighten me.

There was this woman

two rows in front of me,

in handcuffs,
sittin' with a cop.

He looked at me,
knew I was holding.

If I didn't take
action, I'd be caught.

So I got up, went to the lav.

Proceeded to eliminate the
evidence by swallowing my stash.

And at that exact
moment, we hit turbulence.

I choked.

The entire bag of heroin
is stuck in my throat.

It's over. Everything
starts to go dark.

I'm slippin' into the
abyss, and then...

I see... her.

"Her"?

A woman. Blonde.

Rapturously beautiful.

And I know her.

We're together.

It's like... we've
always been, and...

always will be.

This...

feeling, this...

love.

And just as I'm about
to be engulfed by it...

I open my eyes,

and this sodding
idiot is standing there,

asking me if I'm OK.

But I saw it. Just for a moment,
I saw what it looked like.

Well, that's just...

poetry, brother.

You should write
a song about that.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I
know what you're saying.

Poor suicidal rock star.

But I've seen something
real. I've seen the truth.

No, that's not the truth.

You wanna know
the real truth, Pace?

Right now you have a choice.

You can keep on drinkin',
or you can come with me.

Now before you make your
choice, realize that if you stay here,

it will very likely result in the
extermination of your musical career.

And if I go with you?

Twenty minutes, you'll be
luxuriating in a five-star hotel,

right on the harbor front.

Charles Widmore, one of the
most powerful men in this town,

will owe you a favor.

Doesn't really
seem like a choice.

There's always
a choice, brother.

That's my band. Drive Shaft.

Our first single.

The beginning of
everything great.

You like it?

Sure. For what it is.

- I feel sorry for you, mate.
- Hmm.

You think you're happy.
You think you got it all.

This... your life.

But you don't.

Why, because none of it's real?

All right, Mr. Hume. How
about I offer you a choice?

What's that?

I can either show you
what I'm talking about,

or you can get out of the car.

Why in God's name
would I want to get out of...

Charlie! Charlie!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on, damn it!

Radiology tech to
CPA. RT to CPA please.

You sustained a pretty bad bump
in your accident. Any nausea?

- Nope.
- Double vision?

No. I need to find the man
that I was brought in here with.

How about hallucinations?

What do you mean?

Hallucinations. Seeing
things that aren't there.

Um...

I'm not sure.

Your CAT scan was inconclusive.

I'm gonna send you
downstairs for an MRI.

No, I don't have time for this. I need
to find the man I came in here with.

You're not finding anyone till we
know what's going on inside your brain.

Are you wearing any metal,
carrying keys or change?

Any metal inside your body,
pacemakers, pins, bullets?

- Steel plate
inside of your head?
- No, nothing.

I see you didn't list an emergency
contact. No friends or family?

Um... Just put down my
employer, Charles Widmore.

This machine is super loud.

You're gonna want these.

- And you need the button.
- Button?

Panic button. You
need to stop, press it.

Try not to, 'cause we'll have to
start all over again from the beginning.

I'll be in that booth over there. You'll
be able to hear me, 30 minutes, OK?

OK, here we go.

Desmond?

Hey!

Hey, let me out of here!

Hey! Hey!

What? Are you all right?

I need to find the man
I came in here with.

I need to find the man
I came in here with.

His name is Charlie Pace.
He came in an hour ago.

If you'd give me
his room number...

If you're not a relative,
that's confidential information.

We were in an accident
together. I need to see him.

Sorry, sir. There's
nothing I can do.

Hey. Excuse me.

We were on the same
Oceanic flight from Sydney.

Yeah, yeah. You
were sitting next to me.

- Desmond, right?
- That's right.

I wonder if you can help me. I need
to find someone. He was on our plane.

- He's somewhere
in the hospital.
- Wait. He was on our plane,

and now he's in the hospital?

None of this matters!
None of this matters!

- Sir, please! Stop!
- Take it easy.

- Why you running?
- No one here can help me.

- Let me go.
- Why'd you try and kill me?

I didn't try and kill you.

I was trying to
show you something.

Show me something?
Show me your hand.

- What?
- Your hand. Show me your bloody
hands.

You saw something, didn't you?

In the water.

What was it? What are
you looking for, mate?

- Who's Penny?
- I don't know.

Ahh...

- You felt it, didn't you?
- I didn't feel anything.

Then why are you accosting
a man in a dressing gown?

- All right, come on. We're leaving.
- Whoa!

You think I'm gonna go
play a rock concert after this?

This doesn't matter.

None of this matters.

All that matters
is that we felt it.

You wanna try and
stop me? Good luck.

Hey. Where you going?

If I were you, I'd stop
worrying about me

and start looking for Penny.

What do you mean, "He's gone"?

He escaped. He knocked over
a doctor with a bloody crash cart

- and then ran out of hospital.
- And you let him go?

He's a junkie who drove my
car into the ocean, Charles.

I'm fine, by the way.
Thanks for asking.

And I'm thrilled you
survived, Desmond.

But when I give you a job
to do, I expect you to do it.

With all due respect, sir,
it's just a bloody concert.

I'll tell you what, Desmond.
If you can't deliver Pace,

why don't you tell Mrs. Widmore
it's only a bloody concert?

Mr. Hume.

So you've never met
the boss's wife, huh?

- No.
- Good luck.

Please tell me, how is it that
someone in your line of work

is not aware that the butter
knife is placed handle to the right?

Blade facing left just so.

For God's sake.

- Mrs. Widmore?
- Yes?

My name is Desmond Hume.

I work for your husband.

Of course, Mr. Hume.

Charles has told me
so much about you.

It's a travesty we
haven't met before.

Well, it's about time.

The feeling is
mutual, Mrs. Widmore.

Oh, please. It's Eloise.

Eloise.

So, what crisis forced Charles

to send his best fix-it man
into the bowels of charity balls?

Well, Eloise...

I'm deeply sorry, but it
appears as if Drive Shaft

won't be able to perform
alongside your son.

I take full responsibility...

Don't worry about it.

- Excuse me?
- Oh, my son will understand.

I suppose if one employs
so-called rock stars,

a certain unpredictability
comes with the territory.

- You're not angry?
- Oh, not at all, dear.

What happened, happened.

Thank you so much, Mr. Hume,

for coming and
telling me in person.

- A pleasure meeting you.
- And you. Thank you.

Center that flower
arrangement, please.

- Have a good evening.
- Thank you.

Leifer, Stephanie, plus two.

Markey, Mary, plus one.

Milton, Penny, solo.

- Pepper, Nicholas, plus one.
- Excuse me.

I'm sorry.

- Did you just say "Penny"?
- And who are you?

I work for Mr. Widmore.
May I see the list?

You absolutely may not.

That list is confidential.

Begging your pardon, I'm entrusted
with confidential items every day...

Are you questioning me?

No, I... just want to look
at one name on that list.

- And if that's a problem...
- Come with me.

Out, everyone. Now.

Look, I'm sorry if I've
overstepped my bounds, but I just...

Stop talking, Hume.

I've heard what you've had
to say. Now you listen to me.

I want you to stop.

Stop? Stop what?

Someone has clearly
affected the way you see things.

This is a serious problem.
It is, in fact, a violation.

So whatever you're doing, whatever
it is you think you're looking for,

you need to stop looking for it.

Do you... do you know what
I'm looking for, Mrs. Widmore?

I don't know why you're
looking for anything.

You have the perfect life.

On top of it, you've
managed to attain

the thing you wanted
more than anything,

my husband's approval.

How do you know what I want?

Because I bloody do.

I need to see that list...

Or you need to
tell me why I can't.

You can't because you're
not ready yet, Desmond.

Ready? Ready for what?

That bad, huh?

Is there any
alcohol in this car?

Oh, yeah. Whatever you need.

So... Where to, Mr. Hume?

Just drive, George.

- Mr. Hume.
- Yes?

My name is Daniel.
Daniel Widmore.

We need to talk.

Look, Mr. Widmore...

Dan. Please, call me Dan.

"Mr. Widmore" is my father.

Dan, look, if this is
about Charlie Pace

not being able to perform
with you, I'm very sorry.

Do you believe in love
at first sight, Mr. Hume?

- Excuse me?
- The first time I saw her,

I was walking through this
museum a few weeks ago.

She works here. She
was on her lunch break.

She was eating a chocolate bar.

She has these incredible
blue, blue eyes, red hair.

And as soon as I saw her,

right in that
moment, it was like...

It was like I already loved her.

And that's when
things got weird.

That same night after
I saw that woman...

I woke up and I wrote this.

So, what is it?

I'm a musician. I have no idea.

So I took it to a friend of mine
at Caltech. He's a math whiz.

He said this is
quantum mechanics.

He said these equations
are so advanced

that only someone who'd been
studying physics their entire life

- could've come up with them.
- So...

So, what do they mean?

OK, imagine something
terrible is about to happen,

something catastrophic.

And the only way to
stop it from happening

was by...

releasing a huge
amount of energy.

Like setting off a nuclear bomb.

You wanna set off
a nuclear bomb?

Just listen.

What if this, all this...

What if this wasn't
supposed to be our life?

What if we had some other life,

and for some reason,
we changed things?

I don't want to set off a
nuclear bomb, Mr. Hume.

I think I already did.

Listen, mate...

I don't know what any of
this has to do with me. So...

Why did you ask my mother
about a woman named Penny?

It happened to
you too, didn't it?

You felt it.

I don't know...

I don't know what I felt.

Yes, you do.

You felt love.

That's impossible because I don't
know anything about this woman.

I don't know... I don't
know where she is.

I don't even know if she exists.

She's...

She's an idea.

No, Mr. Hume.

She's my half-sister.

And I can tell you exactly
where and when you can find her.

Hi.

Excuse me?

Yeah?

Are you Penny?

Uh, yes.

Hello.

I'm Desmond.

Uh, hi.

Checking it now.

He's OK.

Indeed, he is.

How are you, Desmond?
How are you feeling?

Fine.

How long was I unconscious for?

No more than a few seconds.

Will you help me up, please?

I'm really sorry we had to
do this to you, Desmond.

But as I told you, your...
talent is vital to our mission.

So if you just let me explain...

It's all right. I understand.

- What?
- I said I understand.

You brought me to the island
to do something very important.

- Yeah.
- When do we start?

- What happened to you?
- What do you mean?

What I mean is 20 minutes ago,

you were beating the crap
out of Widmore with an IV stand,

and now you're Mr. Cooperative.

A lot can happen in 20 minutes.

Sure, it can. That
thing fried your brain.

- Did it?
- Whatever.

Doesn't change
that you're gonna...

Run.

Desmond, I don't
have time to explain,

but these people are
extremely dangerous.

We need to go now.

Aye, of course.

Lead the way.

Hello? You OK?

- What happened?
- Well, I shook your hand,

and then you fainted. I must
have quite an effect on you.

Aye. Aye, you must have.

Have we met before?

- I think we'd
remember it if we had.
- Yeah.

Well, as long as you're
sure you're all right...

Yeah, I'm fine.

Hey, listen...

Would you like
to go for a coffee?

What, now?

I'm a sweaty mess.

I just fainted in front of you.

I'd say we're even.

There's a coffee shop on the
corner of Sweetzer and Melrose.

- I'll meet you there
in an hour.
- Absolutely.

- OK.
- OK.

So... did you find what
you were looking for?

Yes, George, I did.

- Corner of Melrose and Sweetzer.
- - You got it.

And if there's anything else I can do
for you, Mr. Hume, you just name it.

Actually, there is
one thing, George.

Can you get me the manifest
from my flight from Sydney?

Oceanic 815.

Just the names
of the passengers.

Sure, I can.

Do you mind if I ask
you what you need it for?

I just need to show
them something.