did you get that?
War wound.
Looks more like a surgical scar.
Like I said, war wound.
The plane's radio -
was Boone able to pick up a signal?
I was on the ground. All I could hear was static.
So it was working?
Yeah, but I can't imagine it survived the fall.
Some of its parts might work in the transmitter I'm building for the raft.
If you'd be willing to take me.
Of course.
How did you find this plane?
Luck.
You and Boone were hunting?
Is that a question?
Yes.
Boar got scarce a couple weeks back.
We weren't hunting. We were exploring.
So you just happened upon a beachcraft perched in the trees?
Yep.
At the funeral, you said your leg was injured.
It was just a charley horse.
Cramp.
I know what a charley horse is, John.
Back in Iraq, you were an interrogator.
Is that a question?
Yeah.
A long time ago I was.
Well, you haven't lost your touch.
Why would I interrogate you, John?
Jack called me a liar
in front of every man, woman, and child I've come to know over the past month.
And maybe there's a part of you that thinks maybe there isn't a plane out here at all.
I know when I'm being lied to.
There's a plane.
Like I said -
you haven't lost your touch.
You've lost your edge, old man.
I never had one when I played you.
Were you always this slow?
Come on, come on, let's keep playing.
You have to get out of that department, practice more.
Haddad would like that.
More blending in with the community.
I think he's got his eye on a target.
What makes you say that?
For the past two weeks, he's been asking me about explosives.
Blast radius.
Transport.
Haddad's very thorough.
Do you know if he's gotten hold of any yet?
Explosives?
I don't know.
All I know is there's going to be an operation,
and there is going to be a martyr.
You.
Haddad told me this morning.
Come on. Let's keep playing.
Come on, Sayid.
Come on.
What is it, huh?
What is it?
I don't think I can do it.
You're kidding me, right?
Listen to me.
I can get Essam to turn himself in. He wants out.
Does he know where the c-4 is?
The other two are the ones you want.
Does he know where it is?
No.
Then he's useless.
These cells run top down. It's all need-to-know.
The recruit's handed a bomb and a target at the last possible moment.
The only way to find that c-4 is to wait for Essam
to walk out that door with a target to hit.
He's in over his head. He doesn't even know why he's doing it.
That's why you're gonna convince him to go through with it.
No.
No, I will not.
Excuse me?
I'm done. It's over.
No, no, you're not even close to being done, my friend.
What are you going to do, arrest me?
No.
We'll arrest her.
Your girlfriend's an Iraqi living abroad with a record of insurgency.
Wouldn't it be terrible if she got picked up as an enemy combatant, Sayid?
So if you want any chance of ever seeing her again,
you're gonna go and talk your good friend Essam into blowing himself up.
Itsy-bitsy spider climbed up the spout
down came the rain and drowned the spider out
Dude, it's "washed. "
"Washed the spider out. "
Unless there's some kind of british version.
Oh, okay.
Down came the rain and washed the spider -
Bollocks. Shh.
What's the matter, man?
Well, I can't get the bloody thing to stop crying.
Maybe he's hungry.
No. I nursed him five times.
Made any deposits?
You know, diaper-wise?
All right.
It's time to break out the big guns.
Whoa, I feel good
I knew that I would now
I feel good
I knew that I would now
So good
So good
I got you bum-bum-bum-bum
Ow!
Dude, that's all I got.
Heroin.
The cargo hold's full of it.
Best I can figure, they were smugglers.
The plane was perched on the canopy?
Right up there.
And Boone climbed up by himself
because of your charley horse?
Yes, that's right.
Why did you lie?
I made a mistake.
I'm going to salvage what I can of the radio.
If we leave now, we should beat the storm back.
Why don't you trust me, Sayid?
For one thing,
you've been