out she had a blood disorder. She was only sick for about a week.
I didn't kn- I, uh...
I hadn't talked to her in a while.
Sit down.
Uh, and Walt? How's he, uh...
He's fine. He's, uh, he's back home with his nanny.
What?
I think he's fine. I mean, considering, you know.
You left him home after he just lost his mother?
Before she died, Susan -
She told me she wanted you to have custody of Walt.
She what?
Well, I think she just thought -
I mean, since you're his father.
I haven't been his father in nine years.
Yeah.
That's kinda the thing, see.
Look, I love Susan very much.
And I was honest with her from the beginning, but she -
she wouldn't hear it.
Hear what?
That I didn't wanna be a father, all right? I just don't know how.
What the hell are you talking about, man? You adopted him!
Yes, yes, I did because she wanted that and I wanted her.
Look, these are two tickets - one round trip, the other one way, Sydney to New York.
The envelope has money in it for travel expenses.
She didn't tell you she wanted me to have custody of him. This is your idea.
I'm a wreck right now, okay?
I'm supposed to give a damn about you?
Hey, I just lost the woman I love, and I can't be his father. He's not my son.
You son of a bitch, what are you talking about?
You're the only father he knows.
- It's more than that.
- Well, then, what?
There's something about him.
What the hell are you talking about, man?
Sometimes when he's around, things happen.
He's different somehow.
Over here.
What the hell would -
Please! Help!
- Walt?
- This way.
Walt!
Walt!
Walt should be home from school any minute.
Mr. Porter asked me to give you that.
Some of Susan's effects.
Oh, okay. Thanks.
There's something else.
What's that?
Something I think Walt should have.
Excuse me.
Walt.
Yeah?
There's somebody here to see you.
Dad! Help!
Dad!
- Walt!
- Dad, help, please!
- Help!
- Hey, Walt -
Shh, shh, shh.
Dad!
Come on, up here. Michael!
Dad!
Dad.
Hey, Walt.
- Who are you?
- I'm, uh...
I'm your father.
Hey, um, I want you to know -
Listen, I can't explain how sorry I am about your mom.
You should know that we, uh -
Hey, we loved each other very much when we had you.
Where's Brian?
Brian's not here.
I come to bring you home with me.
I'm not going anywhere with you.
Walt, can I?
Uh, I know this is really hard to understand - all of this.
You see, Brian...
Brian loves you very much,
and he wants you to stay with him, but it's not his choice.
It's mine.
I'm your legal guardian.
And, uh, it's not like he's gonna disappear from your life.
He'll still call you,
write to you,
come to see you whenever he can,
and you know.
You'll still have your dog.
But Vincent isn't mine, he's Brian's.
Brian said you could have him.
- Dad.
- Hey, Walt!
Dad! Dad!
- Where are you, dad?
- Hang on!
Let's go, let's go, let's go.
Hey, Walt, just hang in there, okay?
I'm coming, man.
Dad!
Walt.
Throw him the knife.
Walt.
If he comes near you, use it.
Micheal.
Stay there, man!
Come here.
Dad!
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- Are you okay?
- Yeah.
All right, whatever you do, you hold onto this tight. You got me? Tight.
What about you? Don't worry about me.
I'll be right behind you, okay?
So, hold on.
Okay, Locke! Now!
Pull!
Pull, Locke! Pull!
Come here.
I'm sorry, I'm sorry.
No, no, no. It's okay.
We're okay. I'm just glad you're safe.
But Vincent - he ran off again.
He found his way back to you once, Walt.
He will again.
Hey.
I got a present for you.
Since you like to look at pictures.
- What's this?
- Open it up.
Every card, every letter I sent you over the last eight years.
- You wrote me?
- Mm-hmm.
I never saw these.
Did my mom have these?
Why didn't he give them to me?
I don't know.
But she didn't throw them away either, which means, you know,
somewhere inside she wanted you to have them.
- So, you drew these?
- Just for you.
This one, I did for your second birthday.
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