- Easy. - You want it easy, quit moaning.
- I got to change these bandages. - Try not taking my skin off with them.
How'd I score the house call, Dr. Quinn?
- Trying to ease your conscience? - My conscience is fine.
What have you got to feel guilty about?
I mean, you just let that damn Arab torture me.
Stood by and watched. Now you figure you'll patch me up
and buy you a ticket into heaven? Only reason you're here...
I'm here because no one else wants anything to do with you.
She does.
Change your own bandages.
Looking for someone, or just admiring the view?
It's been two days since Sayid took off.
I keep thinking I'm gonna see him.
He'll come when he's found what he's looking for,
- the French transmission. - He wasn't looking for anything.
- He left because of what happened. - It was an accident.
Well, accidents happen when you torture people, Jack.
Sayid's a trained soldier, Kate.
He can take care of himself.
Hello?
Get him out of there! He's drinking our water.
- What's going on out there? - You know, the usual.
People yelling at each other.
Doc, what do you think this is, this...
...this rash? It's bad, right?
- Some kind of a tropical disease? - It's hives.
What's that? Is that like poison ivy?
It's a common rash, sometimes brought on by heat and stress.
- Just try to relax. It'll clear up. - Right.
- Try to keep your mind off it. - OK.
What is that? Is that like aloe?
Isn't that for sunburn or something?
"Try to keep your mind off it"?
What else has that guy got to do but stress?
I have enough without having to treat hypochondriacs.
That's like my point, man.
We're all fried.
I mean, have you taken a look at everybody out there?
Everybody's way tense.
Dude, I'm just saying, it'd be sweet
if we could have...
I don't know, something to do.
We're surviving here, Hurley.
And that's my main concern, is keeping us alive.
Things could be worse.
How?
Where is Alex?
- What? - Where is Alex?
Who are you?
Where is Alex?
I don't know what you are talking about.
Where is Alex?
- Please, let's not... - Where is Alex?
I don't know any Alex.
Stop!
And all the pain will stop.
Your Shiite friends have already implicated you in the bombing.
You planted the device in the headquarters.
You killed two soldiers!
Confess it, and perhaps it will only cost you your hands
instead of your life.
He doesn't know anything.
- Your sources were wrong. - Perhaps.
But that's really not the point, is it?
- You handled yourself well in there. - Did I?
I put in for your reassignment to intelligence division,
- if you still wish it. - Yes, sir. Very much so.
Good. But stop calling me "sir" when it's just the two of us.
You're my superior officer, Omar.
- For now. - And I'll enjoy it while it lasts.
That reminds me, in addition to your increased responsibilities,
a promotion is commensurate with your move.
That is, if you won't miss being a communications officer.
- I am willing to make that sacrifice. - Good.
- Hi. - Yo.
- What's this? - They must have fallen from the plane.
What are you doing in the jungle at night?
- Best time to hunt. - Ethan here has some experience.
He spotted tracks that might be a rabbit or some other rodent.
Rodent. Yum.
People are getting tired of boar meat.
You got that right.
All right, well, I'll take a look at these,
- see if there's anything useful. - OK.
Mr. Locke.
Are you going back out to hunt?
- For a bit. - Can I go with you?
I mean, I just want to learn how to do what you do.
I was just talking to Mr. Locke about...
I know what you're doing. Not gonna happen. Get back to bed.
Dude...
Please just listen to me!
I keep telling you I don't know who Alex is!
I'm a survivor of a plane crash.
I found the wire on the beach. I followed it.
I thought it might have something to do with
a transmission we picked up on a receiver.
A recording, a mayday
with a Frenchwoman repeating on a loop for 16 years.
16 years.
Has it really been that long?
You.
You just happened to hear my distress call?
I know what you are.
Rousseau.
- How do you know my name? - I read it.
There, on the jacket.
What is this place?
Those batteries wouldn't be able to produce enough power
to transmit your distress call all these years.
Broadcasts from somewhere else.
But they control it now.
They?
You. And the others like you.
I don't know who you think I am. I've already told you. I am not...
Sayid?
- How... - My name was on a jacket.
Yours is on the envelope you carry. Who is she?
The woman in the photographs.
Nadia.
Her name is Nadia.
We cannot tie Noor Abed Jazeem directly to the bombing,
but we know her sympathies.
She's a known associate of Kurdish and Shiite insurgents.
She knows who orchestrated the bombing?
That, my friend, is exactly what you will find out.
Noor Abed Jazeem.
I'm going to ask you some questions.
If you refuse to cooperate, I'm going to hurt you.
Nobody calls me Noor, Sayid.
You of all people should know that.
What?
You don't remember me?
Am I so different from the girl in the schoolyard
who used to push you in the mud?
- Nadia. - And your mother would tell my mother,
"Why must you pick on little Sayid?"
And I'd answer,
"Because he ignores me."
You had enough attention,
with your family's wealth and... your charm.
Such things matter little to children.
But then, you always were older than your years,
weren't you, Sayid?
Not old enough to understand that being pushed
was a sign of affection.
Now you're a traitor to your country.
Tell me what you know about the bombing, Nadia.
Tell me, or I swear I will hurt you.
I know, Sayid.
This is not my first interrogation by the Republican Guard.
This is where they burned me with acid.
They pierced my hands with a drill.
Would you like to see the soles of my feet?
Where they flayed the skin off?
These are handiworks of your friends.
The people you swear allegiance to.
If you were innocent, I'm sorry.
But this bombing is a different matter.
- Nadia... - Go on, Sayid.
Do your work.
I'm not going to tell you anything.
Then I'm going to hurt you.
I know.
You have a bullet wound.
I was a soldier.
You were?
And are you still?
It was a long time ago.
Tell me more about her, the woman. Nadia.
Alex... who is he?
I'm bored. Can I take Vincent to the beach?
Later. I'm in the middle of something.
- But there's nothing to do. - Well, you got to figure out stuff to do.
You got to find a way to entertain yourself.
Come on.
Come on. I know I saw it.
Yes.
- Hurley... - Hold on, man. I'm busy.
- Can I borrow this? - What?
- Thanks, man. - What are you doing?
So you heard my transmission,
- came looking for me, for answers. - I didn't know you were alive.
- Still lying. - I'm not lying.
Lies! Like this plane crash that you survived.
- There were others? - More than 40.
Then why are you alone?
- I left them. - Why?
There was...
I did something.
Something I'm ashamed of.
And Nadia...
...you left her, too?
She wasn't on the plane.
She's dead.
Because of me.
I'm so sorry.
I want to show you something.
See, this junction here
reroutes some of the spring's water flow into suspended basins.
Pop in some holes, you got showers.
You keep the drinking water separate.
This is... You drew this?
- I was an artist in a previous life. - I thought you were in construction.
- I am. I mean I was. Long story. - Hey, Jack!
Hurley's worked up about something. Said we should see it.
Welcome...
...to the first and...
...hopefully last,
Island Open.
- What? - It's two holes, for now.
Three par, and no waiting.
You built a golf course?
Rich idiots fly to tropical islands to whack balls around.
All the stuff we got to deal with, man,
this is what you've been wasting time on?
Dudes, listen. Our lives suck.
Nerves are stretched to the max.
I mean, we're lost on an island,
running from boars and monsters...
- Freakin' polar bears! - Polar bears?
You didn't hear about the polar bear?
If we're stuck here, then just surviving's not gonna cut it.
We need some kind of relief. We need some way that we can...
...you know, have fun. That's right, fun.
Or we're gonna go crazy, waiting for the next bad thing to happen.
It's a music box, but it's broken.
Has been...
...for a long time.
It was a gift from my love
for our anniversary.
You mean Alex.
Robert.
It was such a comfort to me the first few years here.
I could fix it for you.
I could take a look at it if you freed my hands.
I'm fairly good with mechanical things.
I'll need my hands.
What is written on the back of your photograph?
- What are you doing? - Did she write it, or did you?
Perhaps you don't want to tell me because it causes too much pain.
Rousseau...
You don't need to do that.
- This is a problem, man. - Yeah.
I mean, I know what I'd do, but...
...it's gotta be your call.
OK.
- Give me a 7 iron. - Got it.
Heads up over there!
- No chance! - Don't blow it!
You won't get anywhere near us!
Hey! Doc!
There you are. Somebody said you went this way.
Listen, that rash of mine is starting to spread.
It's like the size of a grape...
What are you guys doing?
Are you playing golf?
Yeah.
Can I play?
Sorry about the sedative.
It was the only safe way for me to move you.
You offered to fix my music box.
After all I've done to you. Striking you, shocking you.
Why?
Do you want me to fix your music box, or don't you?
Yes. Yes, please.
Then I want to know your name.
Your first name.
Danielle.
My name is Danielle.
And how did you come to be on this island, Danielle?
We were part of a science team.
A science team armed with rifles.
- Was Robert on the team? - Yes.
And Alex, was he, too?
Our vessel was three days out of Tahiti
when our instruments malfunctioned.
It was night.
The storm...
The sounds...
The ship slammed into rocks, ran aground,
the hull breached beyond repair.
So...
...we made camp.
Dug out this temporary shelter.
Temporary.
Nearly two months we survived here.
Two months before...
Your distress signal. The message I heard.
You said "It killed them all."
We were coming back from the black rock.
It was them.
- They were the carriers. - Who were the carriers?
The others.
What others?
What is the black rock?
Have you seen other people on this island?
No.
But I hear them.
Out there in the jungle.
They whisper.
You think I'm insane.
I think you've been alone for too long.
I'm sorry. This is all I could find.
I'll try and bring you some fruit later on.
Are you ready to talk?
That depends on what you'd like to talk about, Sayid.
Books?
Weather?
Since I've seen neither locked in this cell for weeks,
I'm afraid my conversation will suffer.
We have two suspects in custody.
Have a look at these photographs.
All you need to do is nod.
If you prove you're willing to cooperate,
I think I can get them to free you.
Then I won't have these visits to look forward to anymore.
- This isn't a game, Nadia. - Yet you keep playing it, Sayid.
Pretending to be something I know you're not.
- You'll never believe this. - You learned how to tie your shoes?
Funny. Someone at the caves built a golf course.
- Are you high? - Seriously, a golf course.
- Jack's playing right now. - Jack?
- Is golfing? - That's what I hear.
I don't know about you, but I'm gonna check this out.
Wait for me, bonehead.
Doctor playing golf.
Boy howdy, now I've heard everything.
- What's next, cop eating a donut? - If you want to come, you should say.
Think I'll pass on that, Freckles. Not big on crowds.
And let's face it, crowd's not too hot on me, either.
One outcast to another, I'd think about making more of an effort.
Duly noted.
You see?
Some things can be fixed.
Thank you.
Thank you so much.
Danielle,
please let me go.
Go?
Back to the people I told you about.
You can't. You have to stay.
- It's not safe. - Not safe? What's not safe?
- You need me. You can't leave. - Danielle.
Where are you going?
- If we're lucky, it's one of the bears. - If we're lucky?
It might be that thing out there.
The monster.
There's no such thing as monsters.
- You have to execute her. - What?
The Jazeem woman has given us nothing.
This will send a message to others who will not talk.
- I just need more time with her. - You have had more than a month, Sayid.
Now bring her outside and shoot her,
or I will.
Is this a problem?
- No. It's not a problem. - Good.
What did you bring me today?
Put it on.
Are you going to hurt me, Sayid?
- Dude, I think you stuck it. - Lucky, lucky.
This thing have a ladies' team?
- Hey. - Hey.
- When'd you show up? - While ago.
I almost didn't recognize you.
You're smiling.
I have to watch that.
- So, how'd you come up with this? - Wasn't me. It was all Hurley.
I've been going crazy to make everyone feel safe.
I haven't been sleeping 'cause I want everyone to feel safe.
He builds a golf course,
- and everyone feels safe. - Crap! Do-over.
It's a Mulligan.
It's a gentleman's sport. You got to get the words right.
- Dad. - Check this out.
- You want to... - Let me.
- Get away! - All right.
- You left me alone at the caves. - What? I left you with Claire.
- She's sleeping. - Man, I'm... I'm sorry.
I just... I just got caught up.
I'm really sorry, Walt. I screwed up.
I'll make it up to you. You wanna play?
You're breathing out. When you go up...
There's other people waiting.
They won't mind. You want to take a swing?
Michael, it's your shot.
OK, cool. So we'll play later, OK?
Put the gun down, Danielle.
Put it down on the ground.
Don't.
I'll take it from here.
What... what's going on?
Forty meters outside this door, there's a supply truck
that will be leaving. They don't check them on the way out.
Only coming in. Get inside.
Cover yourself any way you can.
They won't reach the city for 30 minutes. That's enough time to hide.
Come with me.
I can't.
Desertion.
They would kill my family.
I don't have your courage.
You have more than you know.
Nadia, you have to go.
Sayid?
What are you doing?
Don't.
Guard!
Sayid! You have to come with me! They'll kill you!
No. You escaped, you stole my gun, and you shot him.
And then you shot me.
Sayid!
Take it.
Please, Nadia.
Take it and go.
Please, I don't wish to hurt you.
You already have.
Don't.
The firing pin has been removed.
Robert didn't notice it was missing, either,
when I shot him.
- But you loved him. - He was sick.
Sick?
It took them...
...one after the other.
I had no choice.
They were already lost.
- You killed them. - What would have happened
if we were rescued?
I couldn't let that happen.
I won't!
I'm not sick.
I know.
Then why kill me?
I can't let you go.
Don't you understand?
To have someone to talk to...
...to touch.
"You'll find me in the next life,
if not in this one."
What?
The writing on the back of Nadia's photograph.
I know what it's like to hold onto someone.
I've been holding on for seven years to just a thought.
A blind hope that somewhere she's still alive.
But the more I hold on,
the more I pull away from those around me.
The only way off this...
...this place, is with their help.
Come with me.
You don't have to be alone, Danielle.
Your people,
the ones you're determined to get back to.
Watch them.
Watch them closely.
Who is Alex?
Alex was my child.
Guys, please.
I've never made par on a course before.
- No! - Dude, you were robbed.
Bollocks! See that?
OK, Jack, it's up to you.
Sink this, you get the blazer. No pressure.
Yeah, no pressure.
Five bucks says he sinks it.
- You betting against me? - Sorry, dude,
- but you're a duffer like me. - Make it ten.
I don't have any cash, but I'll bet my dinner on the doc.
I got two tubes of sunscreen and a flashlight says he chokes.
I'll take that action.
Yeah, me too.
- You just bet on Jack, dumbass. - We need the sunscreen, princess.
Does your father know you're here?
Can you teach me how to do that?