everything you've been through,
like grandpa.
And at the funeral,
father Aguilar getting struck by lightning.
Man, that was a freak storm.
And Diego moving back home after Lisa left him for that waitress.
Don't mention that whore to me.
I'm just saying you deserve something good to happen.
You know...
ever since I won the lottery, it's like...
we've had nothing but bad luck.
Like I don't know -
the money's cursed or something.
Ow.
That's blasphemy.
You know very well we are catholic. We don't believe in curses.
Jeez, ma, I'm just talking.
Okay, we're almost there. Here. Put this on.
Why do I have to wear this?
Give me your hand. Careful.
No, no, you - you be careful.
- You're stepping down.
- I can't see anything.
Okay, now take off your blindfold
and get a look at your new dream house.
Ay! My ankle! Aah! My ankle! Aah!
I said you could take off your blindfold.
Why did you make me put that in the first place?
Aah!
Hugo, do I smell smoke?
Aw, crap.
Hang on, ma. I got to call 911.
Yes, tell them I broke my ankle!
Drop the phone. Move away from the vehicle.
No, no, no, it's the house. This is a mistake.
Do it now! Turn around!
No such thing as curses, huh, ma?
You have the right to remain silent.
If you give up that right, anything you say can
and will be used against youin a court of law.
Yo!
French chick!
I would think you'd be happy.
Every one of your stocks is up.
Your interest in Orange Futures skyrocketed
after those tropical storms hit Florida,
and you are now the majority shareholder for a box company in Tustin.
A box company?
Mm-hmm. They make boxes.
Lucrative business. Everybody needs boxes.
Which reminds me -
your sneaker factory in Canada -
I have a sneaker factory in Canada?
Well, not anymore.
It was destroyed in a fire last month.
Of course it was.
You might haveread about it. Eight-something people died.
But the good news is we overinsured it.
It's going to yield you a windfall of cash.
And when we add in the generous settlement from the LAPD
for your false arrest,
you've almost doubled your net worth in a few short months.
I still can't imagine how the police mistook you for a drug dealer.
Bad luck.
Hugo, you are not the first lottery winner
to believe the money's brought them nothing but trouble.
It's all in your head.
What, you don't believe in jinxes?
You know, curses?
I'm an accountant. I believe in numbers.
Hey, where'd you get them, anyway?
What?
The winning numbers. What'd you use -
Somebody's birthday? Phone number.
Nah, it's nothing. It's just something that I, uh...
- What?
- That's it.
It's not the money. It's the numbers.
The numbers are cursed.
Dude, don't look at me like that. I'm not crazy. This is really -
Come on, Hugo, listen to yourself. "The numbers are cursed. "
You know there is no such thing as a -
You want to hit that a little harder?
I'm sorry.
Is my building a raft to get us rescued bothering you?
At the moment, yeah.
Why aren't you helping?
I am helping, short round - keeping watch for arsonists.
Walt's got a point.
You could pitch in,
seeing as how you've already bought your ticket.
Did you tie this like I told you?
'Cause if you'd have tied it like I said, the thing would still be together!
What's the matter with you? What is your problem?
He's never going to speak to me again.
He just needs time.
I humiliated him.
When the raft sails...
do you think he's going to leave with them?
I don't know.
Don't move!
- Hey, what are you guys -
- Hurley, do not move.
You're standing on a pressure trigger.
If you take your weight off it, it will release that.
Oh, man.
We need to find something to replace his weight on the trigger.
Replace his weight? How are we going to do that?
- Hey!
- Don't move!
Everybody, just calm down.
Can I drop the wire?
- Maybe I can find a rock.
- Yes, a big one.
- I'm dropping the wire.
- Hurley, no!
I can make it.
Hurley, don't move!
I can get out of the way. I'