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Episode 1 - Pilot (Part 1 & 2) Written By: J.J. Abrams & Damon Lindelof 
Directed By: J.J. Abrams 
[Shot of Jack's eye opening, looking up at the bamboo. Overhead shot panning out to show Jack is lying injured on the ground. Jack sees a dog, slowly gets up, in pain. Finds a little liquor bottle in his pocket. Then he runs though the bamboo and ends up at the beach. People screaming. He sees the wreckage. People limping and calling for help. Shot of the engine still spinning. Charlie getting too close to it. Jin screaming. Michael calling for Walt.] 
REDSHIRT: Stay away from the gas. Stay there. 
[Shannon screaming. Jack looks up at the wing.] 
REDSHIRT #2 [trapped under the piece with the still moving engine]: Help. Help. Somebody help me. Ahh, my leg. 
JACK: Give me a hand. You, c'mon, come over here. Give me a hand. [A group of redshirts (and Locke) gather around to lift the metal piece that's trapping the man.] On the count of 3: 1, 2, 3.  
[Jack pulls the man out from under. One leg is bloody. Jack starts ripping the man's pants to get to the wound. Jack uses his tie as a tourniquet.] 
CLAIRE: Help. Somebody please help me. Please help me. 
[We see Claire is pregnant and on her hands and knees. Jack sees her.] 
JACK [to a redshirt and Locke]: Okay, get him out of here. Get him away from the engine. Get him out of here. 
[He runs over to Claire through a lot of wreckage.] 
CLAIRE: Help me please. I'm having contractions. 
JACK: How many months pregnant are you?  
CLAIRE: I'm nearly 8 months. 
[Jack looks over and sees Boone doing CPR on Rose.] 
JACK [to Claire]: How far apart are they coming? 
CLAIRE: I don't know, a few just happened. 
[Shot of Locke and Redshirt carrying bad-leg-guy away. Another guy starts walking in front of the engine and Locke sees him.] 
LOCKE: Hey, hey, get away: 
[The guy gets sucked into the engine and the engine explodes. Shot of people running. Jack sort of falls on top of Claire to protect her.] 
JACK: Listen to me, we're gonna: you're going to be okay, understand me. But you have to sit absolutely still.  
[Jack looking at Boone giving Rose mouth-to-mouth.] 
JACK [to Hurley]: Hey, you, come here. I need you to get this woman away from these fumes. Take her over there and stay with her. If her contractions occur any closer than 3 minutes apart call out to me. 
HURLEY: Oh, you've got to be kidding me. (Jack starts running off). Hey, what's your name? 
JACK: Jack. 
[Jack runs up to Boone and Rose.] 
JACK: Stop. Her head's not tilted far back enough. You're blowing air into her stomach. 
BOONE: You sure?  
[Jack starts giving her mouth-to-mouth. ] 
BOONE: That's exactly what I was doing. I'm a lifeguard. I'm licensed. 
JACK: Yeah, well, you need to seriously think about giving that license back. 
BOONE: Maybe we should do one of those hole things. You know, stick the pen in the throat?  
JACK: Yeah, good idea, you go get me a pen.  
[Boone runs off to get pens.] 
JACK [doing CPR]: C'mon, c'mon. 
[Rose breathes.] 
JACK: Big deep breaths, take breaths. 
[Sound of metal. Jack looks up to see a big piece of metal high up (the wing) on some of the wreckage starting to wobble. Claire and Hurley are right under where it would fall. Jack runs over to them. ] 
JACK [as he's running]: Move, move, move! Get her up! Get her out of there! 
[Jack, Hurley, and Claire run out of way as there is a huge explosion. A big piece of burning debris lands near Charlie.] 
JACK [to Claire]: You okay? 
CLAIRE: Yeah.  
JACK [to Hurley]: You... [Hurley sort of nods lying on the ground]. Stay with her. 
HURLEY: Dude, I'm not going anywhere. 
[Jack sort of stumbling around the beach, looks into the fuselage. Takes a moment to steady himself, almost crying.] 
BOONE [walking up holding out a handful of pens]: I didn't know which one would work best. 
JACK: They're all good. Thanks.  
[Shot of Jack going through a suitcase, and finding a sewing kit. Jack going to a deserted part of the beach and taking his jacket and shirt off. He has a big gash on his side. Kate comes walking by, doesn't know Jack is there. Kate rubbing her wrist.] 
JACK: Excuse me. Did you ever use a needle? 
KATE: What? 
JACK: Did you ever: patch a pair of jeans? 
KATE: I, um, I made the drapes in my apartment. 
JACK: That's fantastic. Listen, do you have a second. I could use a little help here. 
[Kate walks over to him.] 
KATE: Help with what? 
[Jack shows her the wound, and she grimaces.] 
JACK: Look, I'd do it myself, I'm a doctor, but I just can't reach it. 
KATE: You want me to sew that up? 
JACK: It's just like the drapes, same thing. 
KATE: No, with the drapes I used a sewing machine. 
JACK: No, you can do this. I'm telling you. If you wouldn't mind.  
[Jack looks at her pleadingly.] 
KATE: Of course I will. 
JACK: Thank you; [handing her the little liquor bottle from his pocket] It's for your hands. Save me some for the, for the wound.  
[Kate picks up a little sewing kit.] 
KATE: Any color preference? 
JACK [laughing]: Standard black.  
[Jack dumps the vodka on his wound.] 
[Shot of Sawyer lighting up a cigarette. Looking around. Then walking away, looks like he tosses his smoke down, disgusted-like; Claire standing by the shore; Hurley stacking airline food; Locke sitting alone looking out toward the ocean; Boone getting a "no service" signal on his cell phone.] 
BOONE: C'mon.  
[Shot of Sayid adding wood to a big fire.] 
SAYID [to Charlie]: Hey you, what's your name?  
CHARLIE: Me? Charlie. 
SAYID: Charlie. We need help with the fire. No one will see it if it isn't big. 
CHARLIE: Okay, I'm on it. What's your name? 
SAYID: Sayid. 
CHARLIE: Sayid. I'm on it, Sayid. 
[Shot of Rose kissing the ring on her necklace; Kate sewing up Jack's wound.] 
KATE: I might throw up on you. 
JACK [shaking his head]: You're doing fine.  
KATE: You don't seem afraid at all. I don't understand that. 
JACK: Well, fear's sort of an odd thing. When I was in residency my first solo procedure was a spinal surgery on a 16 year old kid, a girl. And at the end, after 13 hours, I was closing her up and I, I accidentally ripped her dural sac, shredded the base of the spine where all the nerves come together, membrane as thin as tissue. And so it ripped open and the nerves just spilled out of her like angel hair pasta, spinal fluid flowing out of her and I: and the terror was just so crazy. So real. And I knew I had to deal with it. (He's crying). So I just made a choice. I'd let the fear in, let it take over, let it do its thing, but only for 5 seconds, that's all I was going to give it. So I started to count, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5. Then it was gone. I went back to work, sewed her up and she was fine.  
KATE: If that had been me, I think I would have run for the door.  
JACK: No, I don't think that's true. You're not running now. 
[Shot of stars in night sky; Charlie writing F.A.T.E. on his taped fingers, sitting next to Sayid.] 
SAYID: You think they would have come by now.  
CHARLIE: Huh? Who? 
SAYID: Anyone. 
[Shot of Shannon painting her toenails. Boone comes up, offers her a candy bar.] 
SHANNON: As if I'm going to start eating chocolate. 
BOONE: Shannon, we may be here for awhile. 
SHANNON: The plane had a black box, idiot. They know exactly where they are, they're coming. I'll eat on the rescue boat. [He offers the chocolate again]. I'll eat on the rescue boat. [Boone eats the chocolate.] 
[Shot of Claire sitting on a piece of wreckage. Hurley comes up with a tray of airplane food.] 
HURLEY: Hungry? 
CLAIRE: Yeah, thanks. 
HURLEY: Anymore, you know, baby stuff? 
CLAIRE: No. I'm okay. 
HURLEY: Well, hang in there. 
CLAIRE: Yeah, you too.  
[Hurley's arm comes back into the shot and gives her another meal. 
[Close up of Michael] 
MICHAEL: You sure you're warm enough? 
[Shot of Walt lying on the beach under a blanket. He just nods, with a far-off look; shot of Jin and Sun.] 
JIN (subtitled from Korean): You must not leave my sight. You must follow me wherever I go. Do you understand? [Sun nods]. Don't worry about the others. We need to stay together.  
[Shot of Kate standing over Jack while he's working on the Marshal, examining the Marshal's wound.] 
KATE: Do you think he's going to live?  
JACK: Do you know him? 
KATE: He was sitting next to me. 
[Shot of a leaf torn into the shape of an airplane.] 
JACK [off camera at first]: We must have been at about 40,000 feet when it happened. Hit an air pocket. Dropped, maybe, 200 feet. The turbulence was: I blacked out.  
KATE: I didn't. I saw the whole thing. I knew that the tail was gone, but I couldn't bring myself to look back. And then the, the front of the plane broke off.  
JACK: Well, it's not here on the beach. Neither is the tail. We need to figure out which way we came in.  
KATE: Why? 
JACK: Because there's a chance we could find the cockpit. If it's intact, we might be able to find a transceiver. We might be able to send out a signal, help the rescue party find us.  
KATE: How do you know all that? 
JACK: Took a couple flying lessons: wasn't for me.  
KATE: I saw some smoke, just through the valley. If you're thinking about going for the cockpit, I'm going with you.  
JACK: I don't know your name. 
KATE: I'm Kate. 
JACK: Jack.  
[Metal/weird sound coming from the jungle. Everyone on the beach is looking; Kate looks; Locke looks (the camera pans forward toward him for a close up; Walt looks; Shannon and Boone look.] 
SHANNON: What was that? 
[Kate looks back at Jack; Charlie and Sayid look.] 
CHARLIE: That was weird, right? 
WALT: Was that Vincent? 
[Walt gets up and goes toward it.] 
MICHAEL [getting up to follow]: It's not Vincent. 
[Shot of trees moving/getting smashed down.] 
CLAIRE [coming into the frame]: Did anybody see that? 
HURLEY [in disbelief]: Yeah. 
[Boone gets up, moves off.] 
SHANNON: Boone!? 
[Everyone moving toward the sound, except Michael who backs off. Everyone looking out at the trees moving/getting smashed.] 
CHARLIE: Terrific. 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[Shot out of airplane window over wing above clouds. Shot of jack. Sound of cart rolling up.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: So, how's the drink? 
JACK: It's good. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: That wasn't a very strong reaction.  
JACK: Well, it's not a very strong drink.  
FLIGHT ATTENDANT [hands him two more bottles]: Shhh. Just don't tell anyone. 
JACK: This of course breaks some critical FAA regulations.  
[Jack puts one of the bottles in his coat pocket and drinks the other. He stands up, then Charlie comes by him in the aisle.] 
CHARLIE: Excuse me. 
ROSE [looking at Charlie, then at Jack]: Guess he really had to go. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANDT [in background, to Charlie]: Sir, excuse me. 
[Two Flight Attendants run by.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Sir, excuse me. 
[Jack sits back down. Then there is turbulence. Jack puts on his seatbelt.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Ladies and gentleman, the pilot has put on the fasten seatbelt signs. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.  
JACK [to Rose]: It's normal. 
ROSE: Oh, I know. I've just never been a very good flyer. My husband keeps reminding me that planes want to be in the air.  
JACK: Well, he sounds like a very smart man.  
ROSE: I'll be sure and tell him that when he gets back from the bathroom.  
[The plane is really shaking now.] 
JACK: Well, I'll keep you company until he does. Don't worry it's going to be over: 
[There's a sudden lurch and one passenger goes flying out of his seat and hits the ceiling. More shaking and screaming. The oxygen masks come down. Jack and Rose put their masks on. Shot of another guy putting his mask on. Shot of ocean, then Jack looking out at the ocean. Rose and a bunch of redshirts in the background.] 
REDSHIRT: It didn't sound like an animal, not exactly.  
ROSE: That sound that it made, I keep thinking that there was something really familiar about it.  
REDSHIRT #2: Really? Where are you from? 
ROSE: The Bronx. 
REDSHIRT: Might be monkeys. It's monkeys.  
REDSHIRT #2: Technically, you know, we don't even know if we're on... (an island?) 
KATE [coming up behind Jack]: You ready? 
JACK: Kate, you showed me where the smoke was. I can get there myself. 
KATE: I'm coming. 
JACK [smiling]: Well, you're going to need better shoes.  
[Shot of a dead body's feet. Kate reaches down to take hiking boots, checks the size. She looks at Locke, who's looking at her. He gives her the "orange" smile. He keeps eating the orange and looks away. She looks slightly freaked out/disgusted.] 
[Shot of a group: Michael, Walt, Charlie, Sayid, Boone and Shannon, with Hurley approaching.] 
MICHAEL: Whatever it was, it wasn't natural.  
CHARLIE: Does anyone have any sun block? 
SHANNON: Yeah, I do. 
HURLEY: Oh, so, I was just looking inside the fuselage, it's pretty grim in there. Do you think we should do something about the [stopping and looking at Walt] b-o-d-y-s? 
MICHAEL: What are you spelling, man? Bodies?  
WALT: B-o-d-i-e-s. 
SAYID: Sounds like a good idea.  
SHANNON: No, they'll deal with it when they get here.  
JACK [entering]: We're going to go out and look for the cockpit, see if we can find a transceiver to send a distress signal to help the rescue team. (To Boone) You're going to need to keep an eye on the wounded. If the guy in the suit wakes up, try to keep him calm, but don't let him remove that piece of shrapnel, you understand? 
BOONE: Yeah, got it. What about the guy with the leg, the tourniquet? 
JACK: I stopped the bleeding. I took it off last night. He should be alright.  
BOONE: Yeah, cool. Good job. 
CHARLIE: I'll come with you. I want to help. 
JACK: I don't need any more help. 
CHARLIE: No, it's cool, I don't really feel like standing still, so. [Jack nods]. Excellent. 
[Shot of valley looking out toward sea. You can see Jack, Charlie, and Kate in the distance coming toward camera.] 
KATE: Can I ask you something? 
CHARLIE: Me? I'd be thrilled. I've been waiting.  
KATE: Have we ever met anywhere? 
CHARLIE: No, that would be unlikely. I look familiar, though, right? 
KATE: Yeah.  
CHARLIE: Can't quite place it? 
KATE: No, I can't. 
CHARLIE: Yeah, I think I know. 
KATE: You do? 
CHARLIE [singing]: You all everybody/You all everybody. You've never heard that song? 
KATE: I've heard it. I just don't know what the hell -- 
CHARLIE: That's us. Driveshaft. Look, the ring -- second tour of Finland. You've never heard of Driveshaft? 
KATE [incredulous]: The band? 
CHARLIE: Yeah, the band.  
KATE: You were in Driveshaft? 
CHARLIE: I am in Driveshaft. I play bass.  
KATE: Serious?  
CHARLIE: Yeah, Charlie. Track 3, you know, I do backing vocals.  
KATE: My friend Beth would freak. She loved you guys. 
CHARLIE: Give me Beth's number, I'll call her: I'd love to.  
JACK: Hey -- 
KATE: Have you ever heard of Driveshaft? 
CHARLIE [singing]: You all everybody... 
JACK [shakes his head]: We've got to keep moving. 
KATE: You were good. 
CHARLIE: We are good -- back together -- in the middle of a comeback.  
[Camera pans down to reveal Vincent; shot of Locke alone on the beach looking out to sea; we see clouds forming, sound of thunder. Shot of Kate, Charlie, Jack in the jungle in the rain.] 
CHARLIE: Hey guys, is this normal? Day turning into night, you know? End of the world type weather. Is this -- guys?  
[Shot of Locke sitting on the beach with people running around to get out of the rain. Locke just sits there. Jin kicks a guy out from Jin and Sun's little overhang of debris; Hurley runs past Boone and says something (?). Shot of Michael holding something up (some kind of tarp?) under some debris, puts his arm on Walt's shoulder. Shot of Locke alone on the beach in a sort of meditation pose (music is sort of bittersweet). Locke holds his arms out, turns his face up to the rain, seems happy; we see the monster in the jungle by the beach. Claire and Rose see it.] 
CLAIRE: There it is again.  
ROSE: Oh my god. 
[Shot of Jack, Kate, Charlie coming upon the cockpit. They all look a bit scared.] 
JACK: Well, let's do this. 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[Shot of Jack, Kate, and Charlie making their way to the cockpit wreckage.] 
CHARLIE: Let's get this trans... 
JACK: Transceiver. 
CHARLIE: Transceiver thing and get out, then.  
[We see them climbing up, through the front of the plane. There are dead bodies. Jack can't open the cockpit door, bangs on it with a fire extinguisher. It opens and body comes falling out.] 
JACK [to Kate]: You okay? 
KATE: Yeah.  
CHARLIE: I'm fine. Charlie's fine, by the way. I'm okay.  
JACK [to Kate]: Hey, you don't have to come up here. 
KATE: No, I'm good.  
[Kate and Jack get inside the cockpit.] 
KATE: So, what does a transceiver look like? 
JACK: Complicated walkie-talkie. 
[Kate climbs over the pilot looking for the transceiver when suddenly the pilot takes a breath.] 
JACK: Hey, can you hear me? [to Kate] I need that water. [He gives the pilot some water] Here you go, take it. 
PILOT: How many survived? 
JACK: At least 48. Does anything feel broken? 
PILOT: No. My head's a little dizzy, that's all.  
JACK: It's probably a concussion. 
PILOT: How long has it been?  
JACK: 16 hours. 
PILOT: 16 hours? Has anybody come? 
JACK: Not yet. 
PILOT: 6 hours in. Our radio went out, no one could see us. We turned back to land in Fiji, by the time we hit turbulence we were 1000 miles off course. They're looking for us in the wrong place.  
JACK: Do you have a transceiver? 
[The pilot moves to go get it.] 
JACK: Good, that's what we were hoping. Look, you shouldn't try to move. 
PILOT: No, no. I'm okay. It's okay. Transceiver's right there. It's right there. 
[Kate gets it and hands it to the pilot.] 
JACK [to Kate]: Where's Charlie? 
[Kate goes to look for Charlie. The pilot is fiddling with the transceiver.] 
PILOT: It's not working.  
KATE [going through cabin, seeing dead bodies]: Charlie? 
[Charlie comes out of the bathroom.] 
KATE: What were you doing in the bathroom? 
CHARLIE: What? 
[The plane starts shaking. We hear the monster sounds. Shot of Kate and Charlie, Pilot and Jack reacting.] 
PILOT: What the hell was that? 
JACK: Kate. 
[Shot of Kate going back into Cockpit with Charlie's help.] 
KATE: It's right outside. 
PILOT: What, what's right outside? 
JACK: Shhhh.  
[Kate looks terrified. We see the shadow of the monster going past window. Jack tries to look out the window to see it. The pilot goes up to try and see it and climbs part way out of an opening above. Charlie comes into the cockpit. The pilot gets snatched out of a broken window. There's blood all over the window.] 
CHARLIE: What the hell just happened?  
[Big crashing and shaking. Jack reaches for the transceiver which the pilot put down in the co-pilot's seat, just it before it falls. The cockpit falls to the ground from it's inclined position. Jack is reaching for the transceiver.] 
KATE: Jack, c'mon. 
CHARLIE: Just leave it. 
[Jack grabs it. They run. Monster sounds, running, anxious music. Charlie falls. His leg is trapped in some vines. Jack goes back to rescue him. Kate keeps running and ends up alone.] 
KATE [terrified]: J-j-Jack. [Big door slamming sound/big footstep sounds. Kate is trying to compose herself] 1-2-3-4-5. 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[Shot of Kate, she hears something and looks off. Charlie comes up behind her, she turns to find him and knocks him down.] 
KATE: Where the hell's Jack? 
CHARLIE: I don't know. 
KATE: You see him? 
CHARLIE: Yeah, he pulled me up. 
KATE: Where is he? 
CHARLIE: I don't know. 
KATE: How can you not know?  
CHARLIE: We got separated. Look, I fell down. He came back for me, that thing was... 
KATE: Did you see it? 
CHARLIE: No, no, it was right there. We were dead, it was right there. I was, and then Jack came back and he pulled me up. I don't where he is.  
[Kate looks around.] 
KATE: We have to go back for him. 
CHARLIE: Go back. There? Kate, there's a certain gargantuan quality about this thing. 
KATE: Then don't come. 
[Kate walks off, Charlie gets up to follow (reluctantly).] 
CHARLIE: Kate. 
[Shot of jungle. Kate and Charlie walking around.] 
CHARLIE: I heard you shout. I heard you shout, Jack. I'm Charlie by the way.  
[Kate sees something.] 
CHARLIE: What is that? 
[Kate picks up pilot's wings from the muddy ground. Shot shifts focus from wings to the reflection in the water where they see the pilot's body in the tree above them.] 
CHARLIE: What is...? 
JACK [approaching]: It's the pilot.  
KATE: Did you see it?  
JACK: No. It was right behind me, but I dove into the bushes.  
CHARLIE [pointing up to the pilot in the tree]: Guys, how does something like that happen? 
[Shot of bloody pilot in the treetop, bloody and with face-skin torn off, but not eaten.] 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[Shot of Kate, Charlie, Jack walking in woods. No rain or clouds. Jack is trying the transceiver.] 
CHARLIE: Anything? 
JACK: You keep asking me if there's anything. 
CHARLIE: Pardon me for sounding desperate, but before the pilot was ripped from the cockpit, he did say that no one was going to find us unless we get that transceiver working. So, is there anything? 
JACK: No. 
CHARLIE: Okay. 
KATE [to Charlie]: What were you doing in the bathroom? 
CHARLIE: I thought you could tell. I was getting sick. Puking. My one tangible contribution to the trek.  
KATE: No, I'm glad you came, Charlie. 
CHARLIE: Every trek needs a coward. 
KATE: You're not a coward.  
[Long shot of Charlie's reaction. We hear a tapping sound. FLASHBACK to Charlie on the airplane, tapping his ring against the seat's armrest, looking miserable.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Are you alright, sir. 
CHARLIE: I'm good. Thanks. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Can I get you a water? 
CHARLIE [irritated]: I'm fine. Thank you. Please. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT [nodding, but looking unconvinced]: Alright. 
[Shot of Charlie looking back down the aisle to see some Flight Attendants talking in the back of the plane. One Flight Attendant starts walking toward Charlie who bolts (this is where he bumps into Jack). Charlie's trying to get into a bathroom, but they are locked. He bolts again away from the Flight Attendants that are following him. He's goes through the row where Shannon and Boone are. Shannon says, "Excuse me," in an annoyed voice. The turbulence starts. Flight Attendant makes her announcement about returning to your seat. Charlie gets into a bathroom and locks the door. He takes off his shoe to reveal a baggy of heroin.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT [through the bathroom door]: Sir, are you alright? 
CHARLIE: Just a minute. [Charlie takes some of the drugs. We hear knocking.] Just a minute. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: I'm going to have to ask that you open the door, please.  
[Charlie looking into the mirror with a drugged out/relieved look on his face. We hear more knocking.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Open the door now, sir.  
[Charlie drops the drugs into the sink, then goes to open the cabinet beneath (presumably to make the drugs fall down there?) Suddenly there's a big bump of turbulence, and Charlie goes flying into the ceiling. He opens the door and falls down with a food cart rolling toward him. He rolls out of the way just in time, crawls to a seat and puts the seatbelt and oxygen mask on.] 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[Shot of Shannon sunbathing. Boone enters.] 
BOONE: Hey, we're going through some clothes, sorting them. I see you found your bag. C'mon, you want to give us a hand? 
SHANNON: Not really. You're wasting your time, they're coming.  
[Boone walks away.] 
CLAIRE [sitting next to Shannon]: Is that your boyfriend? 
SHANNON: My brother, Boone. God's friggin' gift to humanity. 
CLAIRE: I used to have a stomach. 
SHANNON: You know what it is? 
CLAIRE: Not yet. I haven't felt the baby move since yesterday.  
[Shot of tide pool. Jin getting an urchin. Sun looking on. Michael enters.] 
MICHAEL: Excuse me. Hey, have you seen my boy? 
SUN: [Says something in Korean.] 
[Jin says something and motions for Sun to button her top button which she does.] 
MICHAEL: Sorry. [Walks off camera] Walt! Walt! 
[Shot of Walt carrying a leash.] 
WALT: Vincent! Vincent! Come here boy. 
[Walt finds handcuffs lying on the ground.] 
MICHAEL [running up]: Hey, what did I tell you, after everything's that's happened? 
WALT: I thought that maybe Vincent would be around.  
MICHAEL: I told you to stay on the beach. 
WALT: This is so close to the beach I thought that this would be okay. 
MICHAEL: Don't do that. You listen to me. I mean what I say. Do you understand? 
[Walt gives him a dirty look. Michael looks down to see the handcuffs in Walt's hands.] 
MICHAEL: What is this? 
WALT: I just found them.  
[Michael looks around, worried.] 
MICHAEL [putting a protective arm around Walt]: Come here. 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[We see a fight between Sawyer and Sayid on the beach. People standing around watching.] 
MICHAEL: Hey guys, c'mon. 
JACK: Hey, break it up. Break it up.  
[Sayid and Sawyer mouth off at each other.] 
SAYID: Tell everyone what you told me. Tell them that I crashed the plane. Go on, tell them --  
SAWYER: The shoe fits, buddy. 
JACK: What is going on? 
[More words between Sawyer and Sayid (I can't really understand.)] 
MICHAEL [handing the handcuffs to Jack]: My kid found these in the jungle.  
SAWYER: This guy was sitting in the back row of business class the whole flight, never got up. Hands folded underneath a blanket. And for some reason, just pointing this out, the guy I saw next to him didn't make it.  
SAYID: Thank you so much for observing my behavior.  
SAWYER: You don't think I saw them pull you out of line before we boarded.  
[Sayid tries to get to Sawyer again to hit him.] 
SAWYER: Bring it. 
KATE: Stop.  
[Sayid backs off.] 
KATE: We found the transceiver but it's not working. Can anybody help? 
SAYID: Yes. I might be able to.  
SAWYER: Oh great, let's trust this guy.  
HURLEY: Hey, we're all in this together, man. Let's treat each other with a little respect. 
SAWYER: Shut up, lardo.  
JACK: Hey, give it a break. 
SAWYER: Whatever you say, doc. You're the hero. 
BOONE: You guys found the cockpit? [Jack nods] Any survivors?  
JACK: No. 
SAYID [looking at the transceiver]: It's dual-band military spec. Chances are the battery is good, but the radio is dead.  
KATE: Can you fix it? 
SAYID: I need some time.  
ROSE [approaching]: Doctor, the man with the shrapnel, I think you should take a look at him.  
[Shot of Sayid sitting on the beach, opening the transceiver. Hurley enters.] 
HURLEY: Chain-smoking jackass. 
SAYID: Some people have problems. 
HURLEY: Some people have problems? Us. Him. You're okay. I like you. 
SAYID: You're okay, too.  
HURLEY: Hurley. [He reaches out to shake Sayid's hand, then sees he's busy with the transceiver and puts it down] 
SAYID [reaching to shake hands]: Sayid. 
HURLEY: How do you know how to do all that? 
SAYID: I was a military communications officer. 
HURLEY: Oh yeah? You ever see battle? 
SAYID: I fought in the Gulf War. 
HURLEY: No way. I have a buddy who fought over there. He was in the 104th Airborne. What were you, Air force, Army? 
SAYID: The Republican Guard. 
[Shot of the ocean. Kate is taking a sexy bath. Sun comes up and says something in Korean pointing to indicate that Kate she's wanted somewhere] 
[We see Kate walking to Sayid on the beach, drying her hair.] 
KATE: Is it working? 
SAYID: Seems to be, except we're not picking up a signal. 
KATE: Why are you trying to pick up a signal, aren't we trying to send one? 
SAYID: Yes, but what you want to see here is little bars. Bars would show the radio's getting reception.  
KATE: We need the bars? 
SAYID: We could broadcast blind, hope that someone, maybe a ship somewhere picks up our distress call. But that would be a waste of the battery. It might not last for long. There is one thing we could try. 
KATE: What? 
SAYID: Seeing if we could get a signal from high ground. 
KATE: How high? 
[Sayid looks up. Camera pans high up the mountain.] 
[Shot of Marshal with shrapnel, Jack is working on him. Suddenly Kate is there, and Jack seems surprised.] 
KATE: How is he? Can you do anything? 
JACK: Pull out the shrapnel. 
KATE: But you said yesterday that... 
JACK: I know, but that was yesterday. I was hoping he'd be at a hospital by now. If I leave him like this he'll be dead within a day. If I open him up, and I can control the bleeding, and if he doesn't go into sepsis, and if I can find some antibiotics, he might be alright. 
KATE: I'm going on a hike. 
JACK: Sorry? 
KATE: Sayid fixed the transceiver but we can't use it. Not from here. 
JACK: Kate, wait a minute. 
KATE: You said that we have to send out a signal. 
JACK: Look, you saw what that thing did to the pilot. 
KATE: Yeah, I did. What makes you think we're any safer here than we are in the jungle?  
JACK: Wait for me, I don't know how long... [he look at the Marshal.] 
KATE: Sayid said the batteries won't last. 
JACK: Alright, if you see or hear anything -- anything -- run. 
COMMERCIAL BREAK 
[We see Sun and Jin at the beach. Jin is cutting up the urchin. Sun reaches for a piece and he slaps her hand. He takes off with a tray of it. She looks disgusted and undoes her top button.] 
[Shot of Jin offering urchin to Hurley.] 
HURLEY: What's that? What? Eat that? Dude, dude, I'm starving, but I'm nowhere near that hungry. No. No thank you. No way, no. 
[Shot of comic book with polar bear. Comic book is in Spanish.] 
MICHAEL: The comic's in Spanish. Do you read Spanish? 
WALT: No. I found it.  
MICHAEL: Tell you what, when we get home I'll get you another dog.  
[Walt walks away. Shot of Charlie getting his drugs out. Then we see Hurley on the beach, Jack comes up.] 
JACK: Hey, need your help. 
HURLEY: Okay. 
JACK: I need you to help go through the luggage. I need any kind of prescription medications you can find, especially things ending in -myacin and -cillin, those are antibiotics.  
HURLEY: What's this for?  
[Shot of Charlie doing drugs. Then of Shannon almost crying. Boone comes up.] 
BOONE: What are you doing? 
SHANNON: I think I was mean to him.  
BOONE: What? 
SHANNON: To that guy from the gate, he wouldn't let us have our seats in first class. He saved our lives. 
BOONE: C'mon Shannon. We're trying to clear some of the wreckage. You should come and help out. You're just being worthless over here.  
SHANNON: I'm being what? 
BOONE: What do you want me to say? You're sitting on your ass staring at bodies. 
SHANNON: I've just been through a trauma here, okay? 
BOONE: We've all been through a trauma. The only difference is, is that since the crash you've actually given yourself a pedicure. 
SHANNON: You know what? It is so easy to make fun of me. You're good at it. I get it.  
BOONE: I wish I didn't have to waste my time making fun of you. I wish I didn't have a reason. And yeah, it is easy, Shannon 
SHANNON: Screw you, you don't have the slightest idea of what I am thinking.  
BOONE: I have more of an idea than you think I do.  
SHANNON: No, you don't.  
BOONE: Okay, Shannon. Then what are you thinking? 
[Shannon sees Kate and Sayid preparing to leave.] 
SHANNON: I'm going with them, on the hike.  
BOONE: Yeah? 
SHANNON: Yep. I'm going.  
BOONE: No you're not. Shannon. Shannon! 
SHANNON [approaching Kate and Sayid]: I'd like to come with you.  
BOONE: She's not going -- this is what she does. 
SHANNON: The hell I'm not:. You don't know what the hell I do. 
BOONE: She makes really bad decisions that upset her family, which at the moment is me.  
SHANNON: Shut up, and stop trying to be charming. [to Kate and Sayid] I'm coming with you. 
KATE: I don't know if that's such a good idea.  
SHANNON: What are you 2 years older than me, please. [to Charlie who has entered] You're going, aren't you?  
CHARLIE: Yeah, are you? 
SHANNON: Yep. 
CHARLIE: Yeah, I'm definitely going.  
KATE: Look, everybody can come, but we're leaving now.  
CHARLIE [to Shannon]: You couldn't tell from that, but she's actually really nice. 
[Shot of Sawyer smoking, reading his letter. He sees the others walking off.] 
[We see the "hikers" in the jungle and Sawyer is with them.] 
KATE: You decided to join us. 
SAWYER: I'm a complex guy, sweetheart. 
[Shot of them making their way up a steep mountain.] 
[Shot of Michael on the beach where Walt left him. Jack comes into the frame and opens a make-up type bag, looking for something.] 
MICHAEL: What are you looking for? 
JACK: Some sort of blade. How's your son? 
MICHAEL: Walt? Yeah, I think he'll be alright. 
JACK: How old is he? 
MICHAEL: 9 -- 10. 10. Walt's more worried about his dog than anything. The dog was on the plane, so -- kids, you know. 
JACK: Is it a Lab? 
MICHAEL: Yeah. 
JACK: Yeah? I saw him yesterday in the jungle. 
MICHAEL: What? Where? 
JACK: Over there. A couple hundred yards in or so. He looked good. 
[Jack finds a straight-edge razor. Shot of Locke with the Backgammon pieces. Walt approaches, curious.] 
WALT: What is it, like checkers? 
LOCKE: Not really, it's a better game than checkers. You play checkers with your Pop? 
WALT: No, I live in Australia with my mom. 
LOCKE: You've got no accent. 
WALT: Yeah, I know. We move a lot. She got sick. She died a couple of weeks ago.  
LOCKE: You're having a bad month. 
WALT: I guess.  
LOCKE: Backgammon's the oldest game in the world. Archeologists found sets when they excavated the ancient ruins of Mesopotamia -- 5,000 years old. That's older than Jesus Christ.  
WALT: Did they have dice and stuff? 
LOCKE [nods]: But their dice weren't made of plastic. Their dice were made of bones.  
WALT: Cool. 
LOCKE: Two players. Two sides. One is light, one is dark. Walt, do you want to know a secret? 
[Shot of Claire writing in her diary. Jin approaches and offers her some urchin. She shakes her head, but then gives in and takes some.] 
CLAIRE: No, no thank you. That's okay. [Jin keeps insisting] Okay, thanks.  
[She eats some and then feels her baby move. She jumps up and makes Jin touch her belly.] 
CLAIRE: Oh, I just felt it. Come here, feel this. [Jin resists, but Claire keeps insisting]. Please. Do you feel that; it's a kick. There, right there, there's a foot. Hey, he's moving around. He. He. I guess I think you're a he.  
[Shot of group in jungle.] 
SAWYER: Okay, wide open space. You should check the radio, see if we're good. 
SAYID: We're not going to have any reception here. 
SAWYER: Just try it. 
SAYID: I don't want to waste the batteries. 
SAWYER: I'm not asking you to keep it on all day.  
SAYID: We're still blocked by the mountain. 
SAWYER: Just check the damn radio. 
SAYID: If I just check we might not have any juice left when we get to... 
[They all turn toward a sound they hear. Sounds of growling, movement.] 
SHANNON: Oh my god. 
BOONE: What the hell is that? 
KATE: Something's coming. 
CHARLIE: It's coming towards us I think. 
KATE: C'mon, let's move. 
[They all start running off.] 
SHANNON: I shouldn't have come on this hike! 
[Shot of them running, but Sawyer stands and faces the bear.] 
KATE [turning to go back]: Sawyer. 
SAYID [grabbing Kate]: Let him go. 
[Sawyer pulls out a gun and shoots. The bear drops just as it almost gets to Sawyer.] 
SHANNON: That's a big bear. 
BOONE: Think that's what killed the pilot? 
[Kate looks at Charlie.] 
CHARLIE: No that's a tiny, teeny version compared to that. 
KATE: Guys, this isn't just a bear. It's a polar bear. 
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[Shot of Jack and Hurley with the Marshal getting ready to take out the shrapnel.] 
HURLEY: Sure he's out? 
JACK: He's out. 
HURLEY: How do you know he won't wake up when you yank that thing out? 
JACK: I don't.  
HURLEY: Hey, guy, are you awake? Hey, there's a rescue plane, we're saved. Yay! Yeah, he's out. So what's... 
JACK: Look, it's unlikely he'll regain consciousness but the pain might bring him around. And if it does I need you to hold him down. 
HURLEY: I'm not so good around blood. 
JACK: Then don't look. 
HURLEY: Yeah, but I'm not so good around blood.  
JACK: Just do the best you can, okay? Don't look. 
HURLEY: Okay [looks like he's praying or something, mumbling something to himself]. 
[Jack pulls the shrapnel out.] 
HURLEY: Oh. No. Dude.  
JACK: Hand me those strips. 
HURLEY: Dude. 
JACK: Just hand me the strips I need to get this bleeding stopped. 
HURLEY: I don't think I can. Oh, what, what, what's going on? [Hurley looks down] 
JACK: Just hand me the strips, give them to me. [Hurley looks sick]. Hurley, don't even think about it. Hey! [Hurley passes out on the Marshal] Damn it! 
[Shot of the group in the jungle.] 
BOONE: That can't be a polar bear. 
SAYID and KATE [at the same time]: It's a polar bear. 
SHANNON: Yeah, but polar bears don't usually live in a jungle. 
CHARLIE: Spot on.  
SAYID: Polar bears don't live near this far south. 
BOONE: This one does. 
SAWYER: Did. It did. 
KATE [to Sawyer]: Where did that come from? 
SAWYER: Probably bear village. How the hell would I know? 
KATE: Not the bear, the gun. 
SAWYER: I got if off one of the bodies. 
SAYID: One of the bodies? 
SAWYER: Yeah, one of the bodies. 
KATE: People don't carry guns on planes. 
SAWYER: They do if they're a U.S. Marshal, sweet cheeks. There was one on the plane. 
KATE: How do you know that? 
SAWYER: I saw a guy lying there with an ankle holster so I took the gun. I thought it might come in handy. Guess what? I just shot a bear.  
KATE: So why do you think he's a Marshal? 
SAWYER: Because he had a clip-on badge. [Sawyer holds up a badge] I took that too, thought it was cool. 
SAYID: I know who you are. You're the prisoner. 
SAWYER: I'm the what?  
SAYID: You found a gun on a U.S. Marshal? Yes, I believe you did. You knew who he was because you were the one he was bringing back to the States. Those handcuffs were on you. That's how you knew there was a gun.  
SAWYER: Piss off. 
SAYID: That's who you are you son-of-a-bitch. 
SAWYER: You're as suspicious of me as I am of you. 
SAYID: But you are the prisoner. 
SAWYER: Fine, I'm the criminal. You're the terrorist. We can all play a part. [to Shannon] Who do you want to be? 
[As Sawyer turns, Kate grabs the gun and points it at him.] 
KATE: Does anybody know how to use a gun?  
CHARLIE: I think you just pull the trigger. 
SAYID: Don't use the gun.  
KATE: I want to take it apart. 
CHARLIE: Oh. 
SAYID: There's a button on the grip. Push that, it will eject the magazine. There's still a round in the chamber, hold the grip, pull the top part of the gun. 
[Kate gives the magazine to Sayid and the gun to Sawyer.] 
SAWYER [grabbing Kate's arm]: I know your type.  
KATE: I'm not so sure. 
SAWYER: Yeah, I've been with girls like you.  
KATE: Not girls exactly like me.  
[Kate walks off a ways and then we get a FLASHBACK]. 
[Shot of Kate on the plane.] 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: Can I get you a refill? 
KATE: No. I'm fine with this. Thank you. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT: You sir, can I get you anything? Cocktail? Soda? 
MARSHAL: Just coffee sweetheart, black. 
FLIGHT ATTENDANT [looking disgusted]: Coffee, sure.  
MARSHAL: You look worried. I'd be worried, too, if I was you. But you've got to stay positive, kiddo. You know, there's always that off chance that they'll believe your story. I know I sure did. 
KATE: I don't care what you believe. 
MARSHAL: Oh, I know that's true. That has always been true. You sure you don't want some more juice?  
KATE: Yeah, I'm sure. 
[Shot of Kate with hands cuffed. Then the turbulence starts to happen. Flight Attendant makes the fasten seatbelt announcement.] 
KATE: I have one favor to ask. 
MARSHAL: Really? This ought to be good. 
[The turbulence causes the big drop with a woman hitting the ceiling. A big black/silver case hits the Marshal on the head. He passes out. The masks come down and Kate can't reach because of the handcuffs. She gets the key from the Marshal's pocket and unlockes the handcuffs. She puts her mask on and then puts a mask on the Marshal. The back of the plane rips off.] 
SAYID: We should keep moving. 
[Shot of Jack with the Marshal. The Marshal wakes up and grabs Jack's shirt.] 
MARSHAL: Where is she? 
JACK: Who? 
[Shot of Kate walking with the group. Sayid getting the transceiver out.] 
SAWYER: Oh, now's a good time to check the radio. Not before, but now. 
SAYID: We're up higher. 
SAWYER: Yes, we are. 
SAYID: Hey, we've got a bar. Mayday, mayday. [we hear feedback] 
KATE: What is that? 
SAYID: Feedback. 
KATE: Feedback from what? What would do that?  
SAYID: I don't know. 
SAWYER: I'll tell you what would do that. This guy not fixing the radio. This thing doesn't even work. 
SAYID: No, no, no, no, no. It's not broken. We can't transmit because something else is already transmitting. 
CHARLIE: Transmitting from where? 
SHANNON: What? 
SAYID: Somewhere close. The signal's strong. 
CHARLIE: Somewhere close, you mean on the island, that's great. 
BOONE: Maybe it's other survivors? 
SHANNON: From our plane, how would they even: 
SAWYER: What kind of transmission is it? 
SAYID: It could be a SAT phone, maybe a radio signal... 
KATE: Can we listen to it? 
SAYID: Let me get the frequency first, hold on.  
SAWYER: There's no transmission. 
KATE: Shut up. 
CHARLIE: The rescue party, it has to be. [They hear the transmission]. It's French, the French are coming. I've never been so happy to hear the French. 
KATE: I never took French, what is she saying? 
SAYID: Does anyone speak French? 
BOONE: She does. 
SHANNON: No, I don't. What? 
BOONE: What the hell are you talking about? You spent a year in Paris. 
SHANNON: Drinking, not studying.  
[We hear a voice from the radio.] 
RADIO: Iteration 7294531. 
CHARLIE: Okay, what's that? 
SAYID: Oh, no, no, no, no. 
KATE: No, no, no, what? 
SAYID: The batteries are dying.  
KATE: How much time do we have? 
SAYID: Not much. 
BOONE: I've heard you speak French. Listen to this. Listen to it. 
SHANNON: I can't. 
SAWYER: You speak French, or not? Because that would be nice.  
RADIO: Iteration 17... 
CHARLIE: That voice is weird. What is that? 
BOONE, SAYID, and KATE [all to Shannon]: C'mon: 
[We can hear some of the transmission: Il est dore.] 
SHANNON: It's repeating.  
SAYID: She's right.  
BOONE: What? 
SAYID: It's a loop. Iteration, it's repeating the same message. The counter -- the next number will end 533.  
RADIO: Iteration: 17294533. 
SAWYER: Does anyone know what the hell he's talking about? 
SAYID: It's a running count of the number of times the message has repeated. It's roughly 30 seconds long so, how long...? [we see him trying to figure it out in his head]. 
SAWYER: Don't forget to carry the 1, chief.  
SHANNON: She's saying, she's saying: "Please help me, please come get me." 
SAWYER: Or, she's not. You don't even speak French. 
KATE: Let her listen.  
BOONE: Shut up man. 
CHARLIE: The battery. The battery. 
RADIO: Iteration 17294535. 
SHANNON [translating]: I'm alone now, on the island alone. Please someone come. The others, they're, they're dead. It killed them. It killed them all.  
BOONE: That was good. SAYID: 16 years.  
SAWYER: What? 
SAYID: 16 years and 5 months, that's the count. 
BOONE: What the hell are you talking about? 
SAYID: The iterations. It's a distress call, a plea for help, a mayday. If the count is right it's been playing over and over for 16 years.  
BOONE: Someone else was stranded here? 
KATE: Maybe they came for them? 
SAWYER: If someone came why is it still playing?  
CHARLIE: Guys, where are we?

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