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Episode2-AdriftEpisode2-Adrift

WrittenbyLeonardDick&StevenMaeda

DirectedbyStephanWilliams

WALT:

Dad,please!

Dad!

MICHAEL:

Walt!

[Sawyerpopsupfromunderwaterinfrontoftheburningraft.]

MICHAEL:

Walt!

No!

Walt!

SAWYER:

Mike!

MICHAEL:

Walt!

JIN:

Sawyer!

SAWYER:

Jin!

JIN:

[SomethinginKorean!

]

MICHAEL:

Walt!

Walt!

[SawyerswimstoapieceoftheraftandpushesittowardMichael.]

SAWYER:

HangonMike!

HangonMike!

Hangon.

[SawyergrabsMichaelashe'sgoingunderwater,haulshimupontotheraft

wreckageandstartspoundinghischesttorevivehim.]

SAWYER:

Mike!

Mike!

[Lockeoutsidethehatchjustasthelightfloodlightgoesout.]

LOCKE:

Kate!

Kate!

[Hesecurestheropeandlowershimselfdown.]

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[SawyerhittingMichael'schestandthenperformingCPRuntilMichaelrevives.]

MICHAEL:

Where'sWalt?

SAWYER:

Idon'tknow.

MICHAEL:

Whereishe?

SAWYER:

Idon'tknow.

MICHAEL:

Wherethehellismyson?

Walt!

[FLASHBACKofMichaelinacustodyattorney'soffice.]

ATTORNEY:

How'dyouhurtyourleg?

MICHAEL:

Gothitbyacar.

ATTORNEY:

Ow.

MICHAEL:

Yeah.

ATTORNEY:

So,thisisthepaperworkyourex-wifesentover.

MICHAEL:

She'snotmyex-wife,man.She'sjust--Walt'smother.She,uh,Susan,

shejustgotannewjobinRome--theboyfriend--theywanttotakeWaltwith

them.

ATTORNEY:

Don'tworry,I'mgoingtotakeverygoodcareofyou,Mr.Dawn.

MICHAEL:

Dawson.

ATTORNEY:

Right,sorry,Dawson.Sothisboyfriend--thisisthisguyBrian

Porter?

MICHAEL:

Yeah,why,what'sitsay?

ATTORNEY:

ItseemsthatSusanwantsyoutorelinquishyourrightsasWalt's

fathersothatMr.Portercanadopthim.

MICHAEL:

Shewantsmetosignmysonaway?

ATTORNEY:

It'stheonlywaytheycanproceedwiththeadoption,yeah.Listen,if

yousignthisdocument--legally,he'llbenodifferentthananyotherkidyou

passonthestreet.You'llbegivingupyourpaternalrights--allofthem.

MICHAEL:

Yeah,sothen,canIstopherfromgoing?

ATTORNEY:

Well,Iguesswecouldfileaninjunctionsoshecouldn'tleavethe

city.

MICHAEL:

Yeah,that,that.Iwanttodothat.

ATTORNEY:

Right.Um,Mr.Dawson,thefactthatyoucameinthroughthesedoors

--thattellsmesomething.IttellsmethatI'mthebestthatyoucanafford.

Ifwegoforwardwiththis,it'sgoingtotakemoney.Alotofit,evenatmy

rates.ThisisDavidandGoliath,soI'vegottoaskyou--areyousureyou

wanttodothis?

MICHAEL:

They'renottakingmysonaway.

[MichaelandSawyeronthepieceofraftwreckage.]

MICHAEL:

Walt!

Walt!

[coughs]Walt!

SAWYER:

Mike,youshouldsaveyourenergy.

MICHAEL:

Theytookmyson!

SAWYER:

Yeah,Isawthat--ontoaboatwhichmeanshe'snotinshouting

distance.

MICHAEL:

Youdon'tknowthat.

SAWYER:

Well,Igotaprettygoodsense.Andevenifhewas,there'snothingyou

cando.

MICHAEL:

Butifhecanhearme,heknowsthatI'malive--thatI'mcomingfor

him--thatI'mgoingtogethimback.Rightnow,allI'vegotisthatmaybemy

soncanhearme.Doesthatmakeanysensetoyou?

Walt!

Walt!

[Backatthehatch.Shotoftheropehungovertheside,thenLockesteppingin

thewateratthebottom.]

LOCKE:

Kate.

[Ashemovesforwardhisshoesaresqueakingsohetakesthemoff.Heseesthe

logoandmovesintoDesmond'slivingquarters.HehearsKatemoaning,finding

herontheground.]

LOCKE:

Kate.

KATE:

John.

LOCKE:

Easy,easy,easy.

KATE:

Oh,John.

[WehearagunsoundandLocketurnstofindDesmondstandingtherewithan

assasultriflepointedatthem.]

DESMOND:

Areyouhim?

Areyouhim?

[MichaelandSawyerontheraftwreckage.]

SAWYER:

Jin!

Jin!

Jin!

MICHAEL:

Ithoughtwehadtosaveourenergy.

SAWYER:

Yeah,well,Jin'sstilloutthereinthewater,soifit'sokaybyyou,

I'mgoingtokeepshoutingforhim.Jin!

MICHAEL:

Feelingguilty.

SAWYER:

What?

MICHAEL:

Youmademefirethatflare.

SAWYER:

Imadeyoufire--what,thisismyfault?

MICHAEL:

Theytookmyson.Theyfoundus--tookWalt--becauseyoumademe

firetheflare.

SAWYER:

AtleastWaltisonaboat--probablywrappedinablanketwithacup

ofcocoa--whilewe'reonthispiece...

MICHAEL:

Getoffmyraft.

SAWYER:

What?

[Theraftishitbysomethingfrombelow.]

SAWYER:

Whatthehellisthat?

[Wecanseeasharkunderwater,swimminginfrontoftheraft.]

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MICHAEL:

Iseeyoumanagedtoholdontoyourbestfriendthere[referringto

Sawyer'sgun].Thatthingain'tgoingtowork,anyway.

SAWYER:

It'llwork.

MICHAEL:

Youwereunderwater.

SAWYER:

Whatdoyouknowaboutguns,anyway,Hoss.It'llwork.[Hestarts

slippingbulletsoutofthemagazine]Bulletsaredry,powder'sdry--powder's

dry...[theraftisbumpedbythesharkagain.]

MICHAEL:

Whatthehellisthat?

SAWYER:

It'sashark.It'sonlyashark.

MICHAEL:

It'sonlyashark?

That'ssupposedtomakemefeelbetter?

Well,I

guessIknowwhythesharkishangingaround--yourshoulder.

SAWYER:

Oh,well,I'lljuststopbleedingthen.Didyousuddenlyforgetwhat

happened?

WhyIgotshot?

MICHAEL:

What?

SAWYER:

Hey,howaboutalittlegratitudehere?

I'mmean--athankyou.

MICHAEL:

Thankyou?

Forwhat?

Foryoutryingtosaveyourownass?

SAWYER:

Youwantmeoffthisraft?

Yougotit.

[Sawyerstartspaddlingwithhisarmtogettoanotherpieceofraftwreckage

whichheclimbsupon.]

SAWYER:

Iwastryingtosaveyourdamnkid.

[MichaelandSusanmeetingwithlawyers.]

LIZZY[Susan'slawyer]:

Let'stalkaboutWalt,shallwe,Mr.Dawson?

MICHAEL:

Uh,sure,okay.

LIZZY:

Whenwasthelasttimeyouactuallysawyourson?

MICHAEL:

Um,aboutayearago.

LIZZY:

Itwas14months,actually.

ATTORNEY:

Isthataquestion,Lizzy?

LIZZY:

WhyisthatMr.Dawson?

Whysolong?

MICHAEL:

SusantookhimtoAmsterdam--forwork.

LIZZY:

Andyoudidn'thaveaproblemwiththat?

MICHAEL:

Excuseme?

LIZZY:

Well,sinceshe'snowgoingtoRomeandyou'refilinganinjunction.It

justseemsalittleinconsistanttome.

MICHAEL:

Incon--no.No,no,no,no.

ATTORNEY:

Michael,she'sbaiting-she'sbaitingyou.Don'tgiveherananswer.

MICHAEL:

Shetookhim,though.Ididn'twanthertogo.

ATTORNEY:

Michael,please.

MICHAEL[toSusan]:

YousaidtherewasnothingIcoulddo.

LIZZY:

Andyoudidn'tdoanything,didyou?

ATTORNEY:

He'snotgoingtoanswerthatquestion.

LIZZY:

That'sbecausethereisnoanswer.Youwereinanaccidentrecently,no?

MICHAEL:

Yeah.

LIZZY:

Youhadseveralsurgeries,spentweeksinaprivatehospitalroom,

extensiverehabilitation.Whopaidforallofthat,Mr.Dawson?

MICHAEL[toSusan]:

Ididn'taskyouforanything.

LIZZY[tocourtreporter]:

CouldtherecordreflectthatMr.Dawsonacknowledged

thatMs.Lloydpaidhisbills?

MICHAEL:

Susan!

Tellthem--Susan,tellthemthatIdidn'taskyoufor

anything.

LIZZY:

Pleasedon'taddressmyclientdirectly.

MICHAEL:

ButIdidn't.[Michael'sattorneyinterruptshimandwhisperstohim.]

LIZZY:

DoyouknowwhatWalt'sfirstwordswere,Mr.Dawson?

MICHAEL:

I'msorry,what?

LIZZY:

Hisfirstwords,doyouknowwhattheywere?

MICHAEL:

I--no,I--Iwasn'tthere.

LIZZY:

Doyouknowwhathisfavoritefoodis?

[Michaeldoesn'trespond]Do

you...

MICHAEL:

No!

ATTORNEY:

Thisisunnecessary.

MICHAEL:

No.

LIZZY:

Well,forsomeonewhowantstoretainhispaternalrightssobadlyyou

don'tseemtoknowmuchaboutyourson,Mr.Dawson.

MICHAEL:

I'mhisfather.

LIZZY:

I'msorry,couldyousaythatlouderplease--justfortherecord.

MICHAEL:

I'mhisfather.

[MichaelandSawyereachontheirpiecesofwreckage.Sawyerisrippinghis

shirtwherehisbulletwoundis.]

MICHAEL:

Areyoucrazy?

You'regoingtotakeabulletoutwithyourbarehands?

SAWYER:

Yougotabetteridea?

[Michaeldoesn'trespond]Thengotohell.

MICHAEL:

You'renevergoingtobeabletodoitbyyourself.

SAWYER:

Ithoughtwepartedways,Mike.

MICHAEL:

We'recaughtinthesamecurrent.

SAWYER:

Stilltalking.

[Sawyerdigsinthewound,screaming,andpullsthebulletoutwhileMichael

lookson.]

SAWYER:

Yougotabandaid?

[Atthehatch.]

DESMOND:

Areyou--areyouhim?

LOCKE:

Yes.YesIam.

DESMOND:

Ican'tbelieveit.You'refinallyhere.

LOCKE:

Well,hereIam.

DESMOND:

Who'sshe.

LOCKE:

She'swithme.

DESMOND:

Whatdidonesnowmansaytotheothersnowman?

LOCKE:

Idon'tknowwhatyou'retalkingabout.

DESMOND:

Getridoftheknife.You'renothim.

LOCKE[discardinghisknife]:

Wedidn'tcomeheretohurtyou.

DESMOND:

Yeah,thenwhydidyoucome?

KATE:

Wewereinaplanecrash.

DESMOND:

Wereyounow?

Andwhenwasthat?

LOCKE:

44daysago.

DESMOND:

44days?

Move.

LOCKE:

Howlonghaveyoubeendownhere?

DESMOND:

Shutit.[HethrowsaropetoKate]Tiehimup.Doit!

LOCKE:

Wait.Wait,wait--you'retyingupthewrongperson.

DESMOND:

How'sthat,brother?

LOCKE:

It'spointlesstotiemeup,I'mnotdangerous.Buther,she'sa

fugitive.

DESMOND:

So,whatdoesthatmakeyouthen,brother?

LOCKE:

I'maregionalcollectionsmanagerforacardboardmanufacturer--boxes

primarily.

DESMOND:

Allrightthen,boxman,tieherup.

[LockereachesforKateandshepullsawayangrily.]

KATE:

Don'tyoudaretouchme.

DESMOND:

Hey!

Youbegoodgirl,right?

[LocketurnsKatearoundandstartstyingherwrists.]

KATE:

Whatdoyouthinkyou'redoing?

LOCKE:

I'mdoingwhat'sbestforallofus.

[LockeslipsaknifeinKate'sjeans.]

DESMOND:

Alright,bringherhere.

KATE[struggling]:

Oh,hey,John,wait,hey.Wait!

[Lockeputsherinastorageroomandclosesthedoor.]

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[HurleyandJackatthecaves.]

HURLEY:

You'rekidding,right?

You'regoingback?

JACK:

Yeah.

H