Lost (2004–2010): Season 1, Episode 24 - Exodus: Part 2 (Part I) - full transcript

(Part II of II) The castaways on the raft are surprised at sea by something unexpected. Meanwhile, remaining islanders attempt to blow open the hatch, and a visitor to the encampment might be a threat to Claire's infant son.

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Okay.

Shhh.

Claire. Everybody's leaving.

Well, I can't go anywhere,
all right?

I've got the baby
and I'm... I'm so tired.

I can't... can't carry him.

And now he's wet
and there's sand everywhere.

- I don't have anymore nappies.
- Why don't you let me help?

No, look, nobody ever taught me
how to do this. Okay?

- It's gonna be okay.
- Why do people keep telling me that?



Are they the ones with the baby?

We've got to get there
before sundown.

Once you reach the caves,
stay there.

The rest of us will be
right behind you.

Sayid.

I need a gun.

I know Jack gave 'em to you.

I want one right now.
I have to protect Claire.

Rousseau said the others
won't be here till night.

She's certifiable.
What if they show up before?

- Last time you had a sidearm...
- I killed a murderer. I did us a favor.

You're emotionally involved.
Let me handle the weapons.

You're not here all the time.
You can't protect her. I need a gun.

If you want to help Claire, get her
packed, carry her child to the caves.



That's what she needs.

How exactly does something
like this happen?

Are you on the same island as I am?

I guess that explains it.

Hold on, wait...
Hold, wait.

What are we,
a couple miles inland?

A tsunami probably
swept it here. Huh? Right?

Hey.

Hey, where are you going?

The explosives are
in the hold of the ship.

Rousseau, wait.

I did what you asked.
You need dynamite.

You don't need me.

Let her go, Jack.

Who's gonna lead us back?

I'll lead us back.

Damn it.

You heard her.
Explosives are in the hold. Let's go.

Hold on. I came here to tell you
how to handle dynamite,

not explore a ghost ship.
You think...

Just... stay out here.

Um...

I'm gonna stay out here
and hang with Arnzt.

Slaves.

This ship must have been
en route to a mining colony.

Probably set off from
the eastern coast of Africa.

Mozambique.

Jack. John. Over here.

...and then my third wife,
she says, get this,

"I didn't sign up for this."

You tell me, what the hell
is that even supposed to mean?

What, am I boring you?

Huh?

You know what? I'm sorry.

I'm sorry that I'm not cool
enough to be part of your

merry little band of adventurers.

What?

I know a clique when I see it.
I teach high school, pally!

You know, you people think

you're the only ones on
this island doing anything of value.

I got news for you.

There were 40 other survivors
of this plane crash,

and we are all people too.

Okay.

You know what,

I can probably get it
open if I just...

No.
We should take it outside.

Why? You don't
even know if this...

You're not prying open a crate
that says "Explosives" with a pickax.

Yeah, I agree with Jack.

Take it outside, open it there.

Okay.

I got it.

You mind showing us the way?

It's not just the teenagers.
The gym teachers,

you think they let me sit with them
in the cafeteria? No. They do not.

This is all in your head.

Really? You explain
to me why Kate

gets the best pieces
of wreckage for her shelter?

And the Korean guy. Does he catch
fish for everybody on the island?

No. He does not. He doesn't.

And some of us have actually
lost weight while we were here.

You mind telling me
where you're hiding the carbs?

'Cause I can't figure...

What the hell
are you people doing?

Wait, wait. Stop.
Stop right where you are.

Put that down carefully.
Put it down carefully.

Put it gently...
Gently. Damn it!

Carefully, gently. Gently.

Get outta there.
Get away from it. Come on.

- Get out. Move away from it.
- What the hell is your...?

Shh. Be quiet.

Do any of you have any idea

what happens to dynamite
in 90-plus degree heat? Huh?

Do you know?

Any of you?

It sweats nitroglycerin.

What are you doing?
Did I ask you to come closer?

Dynamite...

...is nitroglycerine
stabilized by clay.

Nitroglycerine...

...is the most dangerous and unstable
explosive known to man.

Hey Kate, gimme your shirt.

Now. Princess, give me your shirt.
I need to wrap the dynamite.

Just throw it to me, right here.

Just be careful.
Come on, hurry up.

Okay, good. Now back up.

Back up. Just back up.

Get outta my way.

Any of you ever hear

about the guy
who invented nitroglycerin?

Probably not,

because he blew
his freaking face off.

His lab assistant
came into the room,

saw that his mentor had detonated,

and he said: "Huh.

I guess this stuff does work."

We're not gonna take
more of this stuff than we need,

because nitroglycerine
is extremely temperamental.

So we just...

Dude.

- Sorry for the inconvenience.
- I'm sure you are.

Sir, your bag was unattended.

- Am I free to go?
- Yes, sir.

Good.

I have a plane to catch.

Could you hand me a
paper towel there, bud?

Uh, paper towel,
this one's broken.

- Uh...
- Oh.

Oh. You don't speak English. Sorry.

Dad, look!

How does a place this big
never get discovered?

Don't know.

But you could build yourself one hell
of a beach resort right over there.

Yeah, you build your resort.

I'm happy to say goodbye
to this place forever.

What about everybody else?
Think they'll be okay?

- [Sawyer singing Redemption Song]
- I hope so, buddy.

At least until we can
get 'em some help.

* Redemption songs

* Is all I ever had...

Singing Bob Marley?

No.

Why? You like Bob Marley?

Man, who doesn't like Bob Marley?

Damn it!

Do you really need all that?

Yeah. I do.

Why do you have to bring so much?

Don't you have a hike to lead?

I'm fine.

These belonged to your brother.

I need these things.

I can't just leave them.

What are we doing?

Hiding?

As if they won't find us.

It's just...

It's too much.

It's too much.

It won't be too much
if I carry it for you.

Now come on.

I have a hike to lead.

You okay?

That was messed up.

Yeah.

He just...

...exploded...

...in front of us.

He was just trying to help.

This is because I came.

What?

I'm...

...kind of bad luck.

Hey...

It was an accident.

An accident.

Yeah.

Locke.

We should think about this.

All right.

Maybe this isn't the best way.

It's the only way, Jack.

- How many do we need to blow the hatch?
- Two should take care of the hinge.

- Three to be safe.
- Safe.

I'm removing the driest pieces
to minimize our risk transporting it.

You ever play Operation?

Sure. "Don't touch the sides."

I...

I always...

...got nailed...

...on the funny bone.

Bzzzz!

You like to play games, John?

Absolutely.

Okay.

I know we're in a rush
to escape to the caves,

so I've solved the
Turnip-Head transport issue.

This is, uh, just a blanket
from the plane.

And then, this piece of wood here
that goes through this bamboo.

Here you go.

It's a Bj?rn.

- A Bj?rn?
- Bj?rn. It's...

...Dutch for, uh, baby carrier.

Yeah. Thanks.

- Well, that's okay.
- Thank you.

- Thanks.
- Oh! That's okay.

Let's put him there.

- It's really...
- Sayid!

- Where is he?
- What...?

- Sayid, where is he?
- He already left.

- I need him now!
- Jack and Kate?

There's no time!
Where is Sayid?

All right, just calm down.
I'll get him for you.

- Stay here, all right?
- Okay.

That's okay.

Sayid! Sayid!

What happened out there?

What is his name?

Your child.

What is his name?

Oh, I haven't named him yet.

May I hold him?

Um, why do you need Sayid?

You don't want me to hold him?

No, I just fed him.
I don't think it's a good idea. Okay?

Please!

When did I do that?

Why did I scratch you?

- What's going on?
- Uh...

My flight. L, uh...

My flight to LA
leaves in a couple of hours,

so you gotta get moving,
you know? Uh...

You wanna do one more bump
for the road?

It's all gone.

We did it all last night.
I got some champagne.

- You gotta have some left.
- Mm-mm.

Nope. It's done.

I'll look you up next time
I'm in Sydney, okay.

I'll, uh, send you an
autographed copy of, uh, my CD,

then you can listen
when you want.

I don't want your crap CD
from your crap band.

Last night in the bar,
you said you were a fan.

Fine. I'm a huge fan.

Drive Thru is the
best damn band ever.

Now just gimme a bump,
'cause I know you got some.

Shaft. Drive Shaft.

What's that in your hand?

Nothing.

- Holding out on me?
- I'm not holding out.

- Give it to me.
- What?

- I'm not holding.
- Give it.

I got nothing in my hand!
Get off!

Get up!

- Get off!
- Get up! Let it go. Let it go!

- What are you, crazy?
- Let it go!

- Get off!
- Let it go!

Get off! Get off me!

Ow!

You're pathetic.

You're pathetic!

Sayid! Sayid!

Rousseau's on the beach.
She needs you.

- Rousseau? What for?
- I don't know.

Help! Help!

Help! Someone! Help!

- Oh, my God.
- Help!

- What happened?
- Her head.

- Where's my baby?
- Oh, my God.

Is he all right?

- Rousseau. Was she alone?
- Did she take my baby?

Which way did she go?

I don't know!
She took my baby!

This is your fault!
You brought her into the camp!

If you had given me a gun...

Do not hit me again.

You want to waste time
assigning blame?

There's plenty to go around.

She has a head start.
If we leave now, we can catch her.

How we gonna do that?

Because I know where she's going.

- Please now...
- I want my baby.

I can carry
all the sticks in my pack.

The more insulation we stuff in,
the better.

I think we should split 'em up.

What?

It's not smart to keep it all together,
so we split 'em up.

If we need three sticks
to blow the hinge,

then we should bring six.

Three and three.

A fail-safe.
In case one of us...

You and me then.

No. I'm taking one.

Not gonna happen.

This is why I came.

- You wasted a trip.
- I need to do this.

Kate, no one owes
anyone anything.

- I'm carrying one.
- We're done.

- This is not your decision.
- It is.

We'll draw straws.

They're coming. We don't have time to
argue about who risks their life, so...

...we let fate decide.
- Works for me.

- What about you?
- You wanna carry some dynamite?

What?

You got some... Arnzt on you.

Short sticks carry the packs.

Looks like it's you and me, Kate.

So, what's this stuff even do?

Well, the transmitter
sends out an SOS

in case someone's listening.

And if there's anything out there,

we'll see it on this
radar screen here.

Here we go.

Come on.

Someone, find us.

Those are messages
everybody wrote.

Sure are.

They're private.

Yep.

I for one never knew
how much Tracey

missed her hubby
and two kids back in Fresno.

Yet she's sleeping
next to good ol' Scott

to keep her warm at night.

That's Steve. Scott's dead.

Whatever.

Long ride, Kazoo.
We gotta keep ourselves entertained.

Who the hell is Hugo
and how's he got

a hundred and sixty million dollars
to leave to his mom?

How'd you like it if I read yours?

You can't 'cause I didn't write one.

Why not?

'Cause the only letter I ever wrote
is to the man I'm gonna kill.

- Why you gonna kill him?
- 'Cause I need to.

- Why?
- Because.

Are you bloody joking?

Why would she go for the black smoke?
Isn't that where the others are?

The others are why
she would go there.

Rousseau told us
she saw black smoke

the day her own child
was taken 16 years ago.

They took something from her.

And now she believes...
she has something they want.

- She's making a trade?
- I believe she is. Yes.

That's insane. She's insane.

Don't apply reason to her actions.
She's a mother who lost her child.

Just like Claire.

This isn't about revenge.

Don't make it personal.

I'm coming with you.

That's not a good idea.

This is my baby, okay.
I let her take him.

- Claire, listen.
- Don't tell me what to do!

Calm down.

I am coming with you.
This is my fault and I'm coming

and you can't stop me!

It's fine, all right.
It's all right.

I'm supposed to raise him.

Get him back, Charlie.

Get Aaron back.

Aaron?

Please.

Get him back. Please.

Claire, I will get him back.

Promise.

Hey, you want something to eat?

I guess that's a "no" then.

If you're worried about Vincent,
he's gonna be okay, man.

Dogs fly in the luggage compartment
all the time.

All right.

I gotta call work.

Right over there.

Don't go anywhere, okay?

No, I live in a studio apartment.

I gotta be out the door
in the morning for work by 5am.

Who's gonna watch him? How's he
getting to school? What about after?

I can't do this, Ma.

You know, I was...

Listen, I was thinking, um...

I was thinking maybe
you could take him.

But Ma,
if it's a question of money, I...

What am I supposed to do with him?
He's not supposed to be mine.

This was never part of the plan.

Yeah, I...

Thanks, Ma.

Hey, man.

- I was, uh...
- I need new batteries.

Hey.

- You wanna try?
- What?

Come on, come here.

- You drive for awhile.
- Really?

Absolutely.
Okay, now. Look.

The most important part
of this boat is the rudder.

It's how you steer.

You turn it gradually.
Nothing sharp, okay?

Push it this way.

Where are we going?

Look.

So we're going approximately
north by northeast.

So hopefully that puts us
into a shipping lane.

Or we hit some land.

What do I aim for?

See that cloud on the horizon?

- Right there?
- Yeah.

You aim for that.

Yep.

- Okay.
- Got it.

How come you and my mom
didn't stay together?

We tried.

It just didn't work out.
So our lives, our interests

just went in different directions.

How come I never saw you?

'Cause your mom didn't want me to.

She did what she thought was best.

She was wrong.

- Rudder.
- Hey, we hit a log.

- We lost the rudder.
- Rudder. Rudder.

We're losing it!
It's sinking! Stop the boat.

Stop the boat!
Just pull the sail down.

Right.

Dad!

Sawyer!

Sawyer!
Give me the rope. Throw it.

- Sawyer!
- It's sinking.

I can't reach it.

Got it?

Tie it around the rudder
and we'll pull you in!

Okay.

Michael. Michael.

Got it. Come on.

Come on, buddy.

You just saved our ass, buddy.

Here's your shirt.

You should put that
back on before you burn.

Sorry.

Yeah, well...

It's the luck of the draw.

Sun sets in 90 minutes,
give or take.

If we want to get back
to the hatch, we have to hustle.

Okay, this is how we do this.

I'll lead.
Kate, you're right behind me.

Then Hurley.
John, you bring up the rear.

- If you see me heading the wrong way...
- We should stagger our formation.

Keep a safe distance
from each other.

All right. We stagger.

If anyone hears
anything or sees anything...

Like the security system
that eats people?

Yeah. Like that.

You two, you take your packs off,
you put 'em down and you run.

- You got it?
- Got it.

Yes, sir.

Okay.

Let's do this.

He died bravely.

What?

Your brother.

Yeah.

Thanks.

Do you think all this...

...all we've been through...?

Do you think
we're being punished?

Punished for what?

Things we did before.

The secrets we kept.

The lies we told.

Who do you think
is punishing us?

Fate.

No one's punishing us.

No such thing as fate.

Are you okay?

I'm fine. Keep going.

We're losing the light.

- Try to keep up.
- I'm coming.

Sayid!

Sayid!

Sayid!

Over here.

Sayid.

You can barely breathe.
We're going to rest.

Rest?
She's out there right now.

In another mile, you're going to
collapse. We're going to take a break.

Is this where Boone fell?

The plane was up there.

Where did it come from?

Based on the maps inside, Nigeria.

- Anyone onboard?
- Two men, dressed as priests.

- Priests?
- Drug runners in disguise.

The plane was loaded with heroin.

All right.

Now we go.

So, dude, what do you
think's inside that hatch thing?

What do you
think's inside it?

Stacks of TV dinners

from the fifties or something.

And TVs with cable.

Some cell phones.

Clean socks. Soap.

Twinkies.

You know,
for dessert after the TV dinners.

Twinkies keep for,
like, 8,000 years, man.

I like Twinkies too.

Come on, really.
What do you think's inside?

Hope.

I think hope's inside.

Whoever named this place
Dark Territory,

genius.