gonna take
real good care of you, Mr Dylan.
Dawson.
Right. Sorry. Dawson.
So this boyfriend,
this is this guy Brian Porter?
Yeah. Why? What's it say?
It seems that Susan wants you to
relinquish your rights as WaIt's father
- so that Mr Porter can adopt him.
- She wants me to sign my son away?
It's the only way they can proceed
with the adoption, yeah.
Listen, if you sign this document,
Iegally he'll be no different than
any other kid you pass on the street.
You'd be giving up your paternal rights.
All of them.
So then, can I stop her from going?
Well,
I guess we could file an injunction
- so she couldn't leave the city, but...
- Yeah, that. That. I want to do that.
Right.
Mr Dawson,
the fact that you came in through
these doors tells me something.
It tells me that I'm the best
that you can afford.
If we go forward with this,
it's gonna take money.
A lot of it. Even at my rates.
This is David and Goliath,
so I gotta ask you,
are you sure you wanna do this?
They're not taking my son away.
Walt!
- Mike! You should save your energy.
- They took my son!
Yeah, I saw. Onto a boat, which means
he's not in shouting distance!
- You don't know that!
- I got a good sense.
Even if he was,
there's nothing you can do.
If he can hear me, he knows I'm alive,
that I'm coming for him,
that I'm going to get him back!
Right now, all I got is that
maybe my son can hear me...
- Does that make any sense to you?
- Yeah.
Walt!
Kate!
Kate.
- John?
- Easy, easy, easy.
Behind you.
Are you him?
Are you him?
Jin!
Jin!
I thought we had to save our energy.
Yeah, well,
Jin's still out there in the water,
so if it's OK by you
I'm gonna keep shoutin' awhile.
- Feeling guilty.
- What?
You made me fire that flare.
I made you fire...
What, this is my fault?
They took my son.
They found us, took Walt,
because you made me fire the flare.
Well, at least Walt is on a boat.
Probably wrapped in a blanket
- with a cup of cocoa while we're on...
- Get off my raft.
- What?
- Get...
What the hell was that?
I see you managed to hold on
to your best friend, there.
Thing ain't gonna work anyway.
- lt'll work.
- You were underwater.
What do you know about guns anyway,
Hoss? It'll work.
If the bullets are dry,
the powder's dry. If the powder's...
What the hell is that?
It's a shark.
It's only a shark.
"It's only a shark"? That's supposed
to make me feel better?
Well, I guess I know why the shark
is hanging around. Your shoulder.
Oh, well, I'll just stop bleeding then.
You suddenly forget what happened?
Why I got shot?
- What?
- How about a little gratitude here?
I mean, how about "Thank you"?
Thank you? For what?
For you trying to save your own ass?
You want me off this raft? You got it!
I was trying to save your damn kid.
Let's talk about Walt, shall we,
Mr Dawson?
Sure. OK.
When was the last time
you actually saw your son?
- About a year ago.
- It was fourteen months, actually.
- Is that a question, Lizzy?
- Why is that, Mr Dawson?
- Why so long?
- Susan took him to Amsterdam. For work.
- You didn't have a problem with that?
- Excuse me?
Well, since she's now going to Rome
and you're filing an injunction,
- it just seems a little inconsistent.
- lncon... No.
- No, no, no, no, no...
- Don't...
She took him, though.
I didn't want her to go.
- You said there was nothing I could do.
- And you didn't, did you?
- He's not gonna answer that.
- Because there is no answer.
You were in an accident recently?
Yeah.
You had several surgeries,
spent weeks in a private hospital room,
extensive rehabilitation.
- Who paid for all that, Mr Dawson?
- I didn't ask you for anything.
Could the record reflect Mr Dawson
acknowledged Miss Lloyd paid his bills?
Susan, tell them
that I didn't ask you...
Please don't address my client directly.
Do you know what WaIt's
first words were, Mr Dawson?
- I'm sorry, what?
- His first words.
Do you know what they were?