Nod your head, Shannon.
Good.
- Breathe in - - She
needs her inhaler. - Boone!
Breathe in through the nose slowly.
No, no, no, no. In through the nose like this.
You can do this, Shannon. You can do it.
In through the nose.
You got your breath.
Your color's coming back. See, I knew you could do this.
- You feel it?
- Yeah.
It's passing. Okay. Again.
In through the nose.
All right. Just keep doing that.
Keep breathing like that. That's perfect. Good job.
Keep her relaxed.
- Do not let her panic.
- Yeah.
Wow, man, that was awesome.
I mean, that was like a...
jedi moment.
Jack!
What will happen if she doesn't get her medicine?
Then we have to make Sawyer give it to us.
Yeah. That's what I'm gonna do.
No, not you. Me.
I served five years in the republican guard.
I thought you were a communications officer.
Part of my training entailed getting the enemy to communicate.
Just give me 10 minutes with him.
He'll give us the medicine.
Is that a yes?
Yes.
Food from the plane's been gone over a week, dude.
What, no secret stash for emergencies?
You and Jack have got a bunch of stuff in that cave.
Sorry, man. No peanut butter, no peanuts, no nothing.
Yeah, but there's got to be something. I mean, look at you.
Look at what?
No, no, listen -
Fat guy hoarding the food? Is that what you think?
No! It's just we've been here for two weeks, you know, and you've not really -
Slimmed down much?
- All I need's a bag of peanuts.
- I have no food, all right?
And for the record, I'm down a notch on my belt.
I'm a big guy.
It's gonna be a while before you're gonna wanna give me a piggy-back ride, okay?
Sorry.
Sorry.
That was bad form.
Yeah, I'm used to it.
- So, not even a bag of -
- Dude!
Okay. All right, I'm sorry.
Damn stupid -
Michael...
The sick girl...
- Yeah, asthma.
- Yes, asthma.
I think I can help her.
Good morning.
What are you doing?
Jack!
This was Sawyer's choice, not mine.
If you do this...
Well, ain't you the brave one? Jumping a guy while he's napping.
Uh-oh. I'm in trouble now, ain't I?
Sawyer...
we gave you a chance to do the right thing.
Now all I want is the asthma medicine. Just tell me where the inhalers are,
and we'll stop.
Stop what, chico?
It doesn't have to be this way.
Yeah, it does.
We do not have bamboo in Iraq.
Although we do have something similar - reeds.
But their effect is the same...
when the chutes are inserted underneath the fingernails.
You know what I think, Ali?
I think you've never actually tortured anybody in your life.
Unfortunately for us both,
you're wrong.
That's it?
That's all you got?
Splinters?
No wonder we kicked your ass in the gulf - aah!
Sayid -
Sayid!
No.
Don't stop now.
I think my sinuses are clearing.
What the hell is wrong with you?
Perhaps losing an eye
will loosen your tongue.
Okay!
Okay.
Okay.
Where is it?
Only person I'll tell...
is her.
Kate?
That's the deal.
Tell me, Sawyer, do you want to die?
'Cause when a man walks into my place
and tells me he left 160,000 of my hard-won dollars in the care of a civilian...
I got to ask myself if what I'm hearing isn't
a desperate cry for the sweet release of death.
Deal closed today.
See, women are easy.
A few cosmos, a couple of stunts they hadn't seen between the sheets,
and they think the scam's their idea.
Now, the husbands - they need to touch the money, smell it.
Believe that if they had the brass to put that suitcase
in the trunk of their family sedan and speed away,
they just might have a chance at being an honest-to-gosh outlaw.
Okay, Tex, if you got your grift so pat,
what'd you need my money for?
Where's your seed from the last couple you wrote?
Well, what can I say?
I like earning it as much as I like spending it.
Be that as it may,
I know a thing or two about making people suffer.
Now, you have my money, plus 50% by noon tomorrow,
or I'll tell you all about it.
So I'm here. Where is it?
Happy to tell you
as soon as