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Episode 2 - "Pilot, Part 2"
Act 1
[Shot of Kate, Charlie, Jack walking in woods. No rain or clouds. Jack is trying the transceiver.]
CHARLIE: Anything?
JACK: You keep asking if there's anything.
CHARLIE: Pardon me for appearing desperate, but before the pilot was ripped from the cockpit, he did say that no-one's 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 - Charlie on the airplane, tapping his ring against the seat's armrest, looking miserable.]
CINDY: You all right, sir?
CHARLIE: I'm good. Thanks.
CINDY: Can I get you a water, or…
CHARLIE: [irritated] I'm fine. Thank you. Please?
CINDY: [nodding, but looking unconvinced] All right.
[Shot of Charlie looking back down the aisle to see some Flight Attendants talking in the back of the plane. Cindy starts walking toward Charlie who bolts (this is where he bumps into Jack).]
CHARLIE: Excuse me.
ROSE: Guess he really had to go.
CINDY: Sir, excuse me! [getting angry] Sir, excuse me!
[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: [annoyed] Excuse me?
[The turbulence starts. Cindy reaches for an intercom panel.]
CINDY: Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has turned on the "fasten seatbelt" sign. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.
[Charlie gets into a bathroom and locks the door. He takes off his shoe to reveal a baggy of heroin.]
JD: [through the bathroom door] Sir, are you all right?
CHARLIE: Just a minute. [Charlie takes some of the drugs. We hear knocking.] Just a minute.
JD: I'm gonna 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.]
JD: Open the door now, sir. Sir!
[Charlie drops the drugs into the toilet, and reaches for the handle to flush the drugs away. 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.]

Act 2
[Shot of Shannon sunbathing. Boone enters.]
BOONE: Hey. We're going through some clothes. Sorting them. I see you found your bag. Come on, you want to give us a hand?
SHANNON: Not really. You're wasting your time. They're coming.
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: Uh, excuse me. Hey, uh … have you, uh ... have you seen my boy?
SUN: 죄송해요. 저 영어 못 해요. 아 … 저, 제가 영어를 못 해요.
JIN: 윗 단추가 열렸네. 채워라. 빨리!
[Jin motions for Sun to button her top button; Sun obeys.]
MICHAEL: I'm 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 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 this would be okay…
MICHAEL: Don't do that. You listen to me. I mean what I say. 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 it.
[Michael looks around, worried.]
MICHAEL: [putting a protective arm around Walt] Come here.

Act 5
[Shot of Jack and Hurley with Marshal Mars getting ready to take out the shrapnel.]
HURLEY: You 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? Yo, there's a rescue plane! We're saved! Yaaay! [Marshal Mars doesn't react at all.] Yeah, he's out. So—what do you want me...
JACK: Look, it's unlikely that he'll regain consciousness. But the pain might bring him around. And if it does, I need you to hold him down.
HURLEY: Uh... I'm not so good around blood, man.
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: 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.
JACK: Oh.
HURLEY: "Oh" what? What, what's going on, something in there? [Hurley looks down]
JACK: The strips. Just hand me the strips. Give it to me. [Hurley looks sick.] Don't even think about it, Hurley. Don't even think a... Hurley! 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 the jungle.
CHARLIE: Spot on.
SAYID: No, 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 do 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.
SHANNON: People don't carry guns on planes.
SAWYER: They do if they're a US 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 US Marshal. Yes, I believe you did. You knew where it 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: Be 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. [Kate follows Sayid's instructions.] There's still a round in the chamber. Hold the grip, pull the top part of the gun.
[Kate follows Sayid's instructions and 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: No girl's exactly like me.
[Kate walks off a ways.]
[Flashback - Shot of Kate on the plane.]
MICHELLE: Can I get you a refill?
KATE: No, I'm... I'm fine with this, thank you.
MICHELLE: You, sir? Can I get you anything? Cocktail? Soda?
MARSHAL: Just coffee, sweetheart. Black.
MICHELLE: [looking disgusted] Coffee. Sure.
MARSHAL: You look worried. I'd be worried too, 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 do.
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.]
CINDY: [on the intercom] Ladies and gentlemen, the Captain has switched on the "fasten seatbelt" sign. Please return to your seats and fasten your seatbelts.
KATE: I have one favor to ask.
MARSHAL: Really? This ought to be good. What...
[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 unlocks the handcuffs. She puts her mask on and then puts a mask on the Marshal. The back of the plane rips off.
[On-Island - Cut back to the group standing on the hill.]
SAYID: We should keep moving.
[Shot of Jack with the Marshal. The Marshal wakes up and grabs Jack's shirt.]
JACK: No. No.
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: Bar. 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: 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 does she say?
SAYID: D-Does anybody 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 male voice from the radio.]
RADIO: Iteration 7294531.
CHARLIE: Okay. What's that?
SAYID: Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
KATE: "No, no, no" what?
SHANNON: What "no"?
SAYID: The-the batteries are dying!
KATE: How much time do we have?
SAYID: Not much.
BOONE: I've heard you speak French! Just listen to this! Listen to it!
SHANNON: I can't!
SAWYER: You speak French or not? Because that would be nice.
RADIO: Iteration 17294532.
CHARLIE: That voice is weird. What is that?
BOONE: Come on. Come on, Shannon!
KATE: Come on!
SAYID: [moving his lips silently] Come on!
[We can hear some of the transmission: Il est dehors.]
SHANNON: It's... it's repeating.
SAYID: She's right.
BOONE: What?
SAYID: It's a loop. "Iteration"—it's repeating the same message. It's a 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 thirty seconds long, so... how long... [we see him trying to figure it out in his head].
SAWYER: Don't forget to carry the one, chief.
RADIO: Iteration 17294534.
SHANNON: She's saying .. "Please". 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: Guys, the battery. The battery.
RADIO: Iteration 17294535.
SHANNON: [translating] I'm alone now. Uhm... On the Island alone. Please, someone come. The others, they're... they're dead. I-it killed them. I-it killed them all.
BOONE: That was good.
SAYID: Sixteen years.
SAWYER: What?
SAYID: Sixteen years. And five 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 sixteen 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?