Lost (2004–2010): Season 2, Episode 20 - Two for the Road - full transcript

Previously on Lost:

Jason.

These people are smart.
And they're animals.

And if you think that one gun
and one bullet is gonna stop them,

think again.

I'm going after my son
and nobody is going to stop me, OK?

- I'll come with you.
- No. I have to do it alone.

I'm going out to the line
that we're not supposed to cross,

and telling them that we've got you.

They'll never give you Walt.

Michael!



What's wrong with him?

Jack! Where are you going?

Maybe they just let him go.

Let him go? He's alone! They didn't just
push him out into the jungle, Jack.

He's alone!

OK.

Let's go.

Whoa.

See ya, Ana Lucia.

You look tired.

Yeah, thanks.

What?

Where were you last night?

- Home.
- All night?



Yeah. I cooked myself some dinner,
watched some TV.

What'd you watch?

Let's go for a drive.

Remember Jason McCormack?

Found him in a parking lot
just after three in the morning.

He was dead an hour
before anyone saw him.

Crime Scene pulled a gun from the
dumpster. Registration was filed off.

No prints. No witnesses.
He was executed.

Any idea who did it?

Yeah, Ana. You did.

This man confesses to shooting you
in cold blood and you refuse to ID him.

So we had to cut him loose.

A week later,
he shows up with five bullets in him

because someone shot him in cold blood.

Guess I should get a lawyer.

Look, we both know that this is gonna be
a dead-end investigation.

But, Ana, if you did this,
you have to let me help you.

Yeah. Thanks, Mom,
but I don't need your help.

You don't want my help, you're gonna
have to get it from somewhere else.

You're a police officer, Ana.

If you don't respect me,
at least respect that.

Then I quit.

Hey, Henry, what do you say?

How long you gonna keep up
this hunger strike, Henry?

I ever tell you I was a cop?

I've been around
a lot of killers in my life.

You know what surprises me
the most about them?

How much they love to talk.

But you're different, Henry.

Quiet.

What was that?

If you're gonna say something,
you're gonna have to speak...

You killed two of us.
Good people who were leaving you alone.

You're the killer, Ana Lucia.

I guess he decided to start talking,
huh?

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Hey, Mike. Tequila-tonic.

Long day, huh?

Good to see you again.

You "wanded" me at security.

Another one, please.
So how does one get into "wanding?"

One stops being a cop.

What a coincidence.
I just stopped being a doctor.

- Why'd you quit?
- I didn't.

My son ratted me out
for drinking on the job. Thank you.

Lost my license.

Yeah, I know, it's hilarious.

No, no, it's just that,

I don't believe that parents
and their kids should work together.

Too many issues.

I'll drink to that.

- So, where you headed?
- Sydney. Sydney, Australia.

You wanna come?

I'm serious.

Why would I go to Sydney with you?

Maybe fate has just thrown
the two of us together.

You know,
like two drinks in an airport bar.

Why would fate do that?

Same reason fate does anything,
so that we can help each other out.

You do need help, right?

Unless you don't.

What I'm doing down there
could be dangerous.

I need someone to protect me,
a bodyguard.

It's perfect for someone who
"stopped being a cop."

I don't even know your name.

Let's not use real names.

I'll tell you what, why don't you
pick a name for me,

and then I'll pick one for you.

- You look like a "Tom."
- Tom. What an excellent name.

And you should be a. . .

"Sarah."

Australia.

What happened?

I cut myself shaving.

The guy in the hatch tried to kill me.

You OK?

I'm fine. But he won't be.

- Hey, Ana?
- What?

Don't do anything stupid.

If you've come to apologize, I forgive
you for hitting me with your crutch.

I'm so glad my head didn't break it.

Why?

Now that's a broad question.

Why did you try to hurt Ana Lucia
but not me?

I'm not sure I know
what you're getting at, John.

I was trapped under that blast door.

Helpless. You could've crushed my skull.
But you didn't do a thing.

Why didn't you?

Because you're one of the good ones,
John.

What? Good what?

None of this matters. I'm dead anyway.

The doctor's gone to make a trade,

and we both know he'll come back
empty-handed, and then...

I've lost my value.

So either Jack comes back here
and kills me

or my people find out where
I'm being held and they do it.

Why would your own people
want to kill you?

Because the man in charge...

He's a great man, John, a brilliant man.

But he is not a forgiving man.

He'll kill me because I failed, John.

I failed my mission.

What mission?

When that woman caught me in her trap,

I was on my way here, John.

I was coming for you.

Locke!

Locke, get out here!

John!

Hey, I've been knocking those things
down for 20 minutes.

Get your hands off my damn mangoes.

Didn't figure you
for the fruit-picking type.

What do you want?

I need a gun.

Well, here's an idea: why not go to
your buddy Jack? He's got himself a gun.

That's right; he's still traipsing
around the jungle with Kate.

If you've got a problem because
he's making time with your girlfriend,

don't take it out on me, man.

How about you just give me a gun?

Here's another idea: scram.

You heard me. Now, git!

Sarah!

Sarah, open the damn door!

Good, you're up.

It's time. Protection duty.

Come on, let's go.

After four days of drinking
and doing nothing,

now, in the middle of the night,
you're ready to go?

That's exactly right.

It's time, come on.
Fate's calling, Sarah.

This is it. Pull over, right here.

This is what you needed protection for?
The suburbs?

Just stay in the car.

Should I keep the meter running?

Look, she's my daughter
and I have every right to see her!

- No, you don't have a right. Get out!
- I'm coming in here!

- You can't stop me!
- Get out! Get out of my house!

I pay the mortgage on this house!
And you won't. . .

- I wanna see my daughter!
- What the hell is wrong with you?

Don't you ever come back here!

I was just having a conversation
with the lady.

You need help!

- Dude, nice hole.
- What is it, Hurley?

Hey, man,
you remember that radio we made?

I was thinking maybe I could get it
to play some music. You know, for Libby.

Well, it worked only once,
and then just for a minute.

I've tried several times since
and only gotten static.

Here's the thing:
even that would be good.

Because Libby would be like,
"It's the thought that counts."

And I'll score major points.

Especially when she sees me
holding it over my head.

And why would you hold a
static-generating radio over your head?

They didn't have Say Anything
in Baghdad? It's awesome.

This dude gets his boom box,

holds it over his head
outside this chick's window,

and plays some Peter Gabriel song
for her, and, bam, the girl's his.

After her dad goes to jail.
But then he gets her.

- I think I get the idea.
- You should check it out sometime.

I mean, if we ever, you know,
get off this island.

If you want to do something nice
for Libby,

there's a beautiful beach
three kilometers from here.

You could take her there.

You think she'd like that?

I took Shannon there once.

Michael.

So it worked?

What are you talking about, John?

Your deal. The trade.

- If they gave us Michael...
- They didn't give us anything.

So it was just a coincidence
that he came wandering out?

I was shouting. He heard my voice.

What? They just let Michael go,

hoping we would keep up
our end of the bargain?

You think they're on the honor system?

- Hey.
- Hey.

Come out, come out, whoever you are.

I know you're there.

Don't make me come in after you.

Well, well, well. What do we got here?

Little Red Riding Hood following the
Big Bad Wolf back to his stash o' guns?

Why don't you gimme
that one right there?

I ain't gonna "gimme" you nothing.

We've been through this, Lucy.

What you gonna do now, muchacha?

We need some damn music in here.

- Who was she?
- Who was who?

- That woman.
- She is a very long story, Sarah.

It's Ana Lucia.

Well, I'm still Tom.

- You're pathetic, that's what you are.
- You bet your sweet ass I am.

Why are you here?

I'm here because I can't apologize
to my son.

He tried to help me,
so I thanked him by cutting him off.

I thanked him by hating him.

You came here for the same reason
I did, kiddo.

You ran away.

My, my. Look what fate
has delivered up this time.

Come on.

Let's go have a drink or ten and be
pathetic together. What do you say?

No.

It's your call.

Hey, I'm walking here!

Wait!

Don't.

Let's just get the hell out of Sydney.

Let's just go. Let's go back.

I can't ever go back.

See ya, kiddo.

What?

Don't you want my phone number?

You tell anyone about this,

and I'll kill you.

Guess that takes cuddling off the table.

Hey, there.

How's it going?

- This isn't what it looks like.
- And what does it look like?

It looks like something...

...that it's not.

Aw, man, I'm so busted.

Hurley, I'm not here to tell you
how to act around food.

No, I'm not busted for that.
I'm busted for...

...something else.

I was packing a picnic,

because I was kind of hoping
that you'd wanna go with me.

You know, as an "us" thing.

But it was a surprise.

Really?

That's very sweet.

So, do you wanna go?

- Where to?
- Can that part still be a surprise?

Yeah.

- Hey. You're back.
- Hey.

So, the Others, they didn't show up?

No. Michael's back, though.

- What happened here?
- My fault.

I left the tap on in the bathroom sink,

and Ana wiped out and hit her head
on the counter. And I'm sorry, again.

Yeah, don't worry about it.

I think he's waking up.

Michael! Hey, Michael?

- Jack?
- Hey, man.

Man, where...
How did I get...

Wait, try to take it easy, OK?
You're back in the hatch.

We found you out in the jungle
last night.

Oh, my head.

Welcome back.

Hey, John.

I found them.

After I left, I hiked north.
Back to where we were.

Hiked to the beach,
followed the shoreline.

A day later, I saw one.

- What did he look like?
- He was dirty.

Worn clothing. No shoes. Simple.

Just like the rest of them.

- Like the rest of them?
- Yeah. His people. The Others.

I followed him back to his camp.

They live in tents.
Canvas tents and teepees.

They eat dried fish.
They're worse off than we are.

- How many of them were there?
- I counted 22.

- And the boat...
- I didn't see it.

Did you see Walt?

No.

But I know he's there.

What about everyone else they took?
Cindy? Did you see any other kids?

No. No, no kids.

But I think they're in the same place
as my boy.

- They have a hatch.
- How do you know that they...

There's a set of metal doors leading
underground. What else could it be?

You think that's where
they keep the kids?

They keep it guarded 24/7.
Two guards, two guns.

And two guns is all I saw.
They're barely armed.

Most of them are old.
And half of them are women.

I wanted to...

I couldn't save him.

So I came back to tell you.

To tell you that we can take them.

As soon as I get my strength back,
I will take us back there.

And we are gonna get my boy back.

You were right.

- Right about what?
- About Henry.

What you and Sayid did to him when
you first found him, you were right.

I don't like how you did it,
but I shouldn't have gotten in your way.

Well, you did what you thought was right
at the time you thought it, Jack.

I just hope the next time you decide
to do something, you include me.

And something tells me
that's gonna be soon.

You heard Michael. We can take them.

Our friend with the beard
told us not to cross the line.

These people are liars, John.

Why the hell should we take their word
on anything?

I couldn't agree more.

So,

now what?

Where are you going?

To get our guns back from Sawyer.

We're gonna need you
to help convince him.

- Who's gonna take care of Michael?
- I'll stay. You guys go ahead.

- You sure?
- Give Sawyer my best.

All right. We'll be back soon.

Watch your head. Almost there.

You ever watch The Flintstones?

Sure, I used to watch it all the time
when I was in the hospital.

When I broke my hip.

Did you ever notice how Fred would run
by the same thing over and over again?

Third time past this tree.

That's a different tree.

Hurley, it's OK if you're lost.

Dude, I'm not lost. Will you trust me?

We're right about to walk onto the most
excellent secret beach on the island,

and... surprise!

Hurley, this is our beach.

There's Jin.

Hey, I tell you what,
why not have the picnic here?

- Come on, give me the blankets.
- Blankets?

You don't have any blankets?

How about drinks?

OK, I tell you what,
I will handle the blankets,

you just track down Rose and Bernard. I
saw them pull wine from the pallet. OK?

Wine.

Groovy.

Hey, maybe if I get drunk enough
I'll remember where I know you from.

Yeah. OK.

Sawyer.

- Put the book down.
- It's not a book, it's a manuscript.

I'm about to be the first and only guy
to find out "whodunit".

I think I got it figured out,
so cool your damn jets

and walk around the coconut trees.
I got ten pages left.

Hey!

Want to figure it out?

Jeez!

What the hell is your problem, Doc?

It's time to give us the guns back.

- You burn the ending of my book...
- Where are they, James?

- You too, Brutus?
- Just take us there. All right?

Quit playing around.

You bring her along for a sympathy vote?

She ain't in my head, Doc, so why don't
you two just go play in the jungle?

Take us to the guns. Now.

That bitch.

She stole my damn gun. Ana Lucia.

- Why would she need a gun?
- Son of a bitch!

Jack.

I need to tell you something.

Pick it up.

Cut yourself loose.

What?

Just do it.

Why?

You know why.

He kept saying you were misunderstood.

What are you talking about?

Goodwin.

Yes. He told us all about you, Ana.

How he thought you were worthy,
that he could change you.

But he was wrong.

And it cost him his life.

He was gonna kill me.

Was he?

Are you done?

Yes, Ana. I'm done.

So, this is it, huh?

Yes, Henry. This is it.

I want you to listen to me, OK?
Because I am asking you a favor.

Chrissy, I'm standing
in front of you in the same suit

that I'm wearing to my father's funeral
and I'm asking you a favor.

In 1 6 hours I need to land at LAX.

I need that coffin to clear Customs
because there will be a hearse waiting.

And I need that hearse to take me and
that coffin to a cemetery. Why, Chrissy?

Why can't I just bring him to a funeral
home and make all the arrangements?

Why can't I really take my time with it?
Because...

Because I need it to be done.

I need it to be over.

I just... I need to bury my father.

That was an airplane.

No, I'm not at work. I'm in Sydney.

That's right. Australia.

I don't know, I...

I made a mistake, Mom.

You knew, so I got as far away
from you as I could.

But now...

I wanna come home, Mommy.

So come home.

I'm on Oceanic Flight 81 5.

I'll be there when you land, mija.

Where is everybody?

What you said got them worked up.

They went to get all the guns back
from Sawyer.

Sawyer?

Sawyer has all the guns?

Long story.

At least he didn't get that one.

Yeah.

Too bad I can't use it.

- Use it on what?
- We caught one of them.

The Others.

He's locked up in there.

- How long has he...
- Over a week.

And you're, what, taking care of him?

He tried to kill me today.

So I wanted him dead.

I couldn't do it.

I couldn't even kill him.

I looked at him, and he...

I can't do this anymore.

Then let me do it.

They're animals.

I've seen these people
and they are animals.

They took my son. Right out of my hands.
They took my son, and...

I'll do it. Give me the gun.
I'll kill him.

'Cause that's what they'd do.

What's the combination?

Eighteen right.

One left.

Thirty-one right.

I'm sorry.

For what?

Michael?