vacating the premises.
Thought I best lay claimsv to my new digs before somebody else did.
I can fix this place up real good.
I might even find somebody to share it with me.
I'll talk to you later.
Locke?
Is that you?
Bless me, father, for I have sinned.
It's been a week since my last confession.
Go ahead, my son.
Last night I had...
physical relations with a girl I didn't even know.
I see. Anything else?
Yeah. Uh, right after that, I had...
relations with another girl.
Then straight after that, I watched while they had...
relations with each other.
You see, it's my band, father - Driveshaft.
We've been playing the clubs in Manchester, and, uh...
we've been getting some heat,
a following, you know, and...
the girls -
there's some real temptations that come with the territory,
if you know what I mean.
Well, we all have our temptations,
but giving into them - that's your choice.
As we live our lives,
it's really nothing but a series of choices, isn't it?
Well, then I've made my choice.
I have to quit the band.
And the meek shall inherit the earth.
Liam. What are you doing? This is a church. Get your boots off.
Relax, choirboy.
I bring good tidings of great joy.
We've just been signed.
A recording contract.
You're gonna be a rock god.
Nice work, Charlie.
You make excellent bait.
I'm glad I could oblige.
Now give me my bloody drugs.
Did you hear what I said?
I want my drugs back.
I need them!
Yet you gave them to me.
Hmm.
And I bloody well regret it!
I'm sick, man!
Can't you see that?
I think you're a lot stronger than you know, Charlie.
And I'm gonna prove it to you.
I'll let you ask me for your drugs three times.
The third time, I'm gonna give them to you.
Now, just so we're clear, this is one.
Why? Why? Why are you doing this?
To torture me?
Just get rid of them and have done with it.
If I did that, you wouldn't have a choice, Charlie.
And having choices, making decisions based on more than instinct
is the only thing that separates you from him.
Three antennae.
Three points of a triangle.
One here on the beach.
Another Kate will position in the jungle roughly 2 kilometers in.
And the third, I'll take to high ground - up there.
If the french transmission
is coming from somewhere within our triangulation,
I'll be able to locate the source.
But there are two complications.
Of course there are.
The power cells I crafted onto the antennas are dry.
There's no telling how long they'll last.
A minute, maybe more, maybe less.
So we have to wait until we're in position before we switch them on?
Wait a second.
How are we gonna be able to tell that we're actually in the right position?
We have no way to communicate with each other.
Bottle rockets?
Thank god for fireworks smugglers.
Now, when I'm in position, I'll fire off my rocket.
When you two see it, you fire yours.
As soon as the last one has gone up,
we'll all switch on our antennas.
Okay, but you said that there are two complications.
The battery in the transceiver is dead.
Without the transceiver, all of this is for nothing.
Something from a laptop computer would probably work,
but I've not been able to find anything.
I think I might know where to look.
You've been hoarding like a pack rat since the crash,
and you don't have a single laptop?
We are testy.
Still upset about your little breakup?
You and Jacko?
Must be exhausting.
What's that?
Living like a parasite.
Always taking, never giving.
Boy, you've got me pegged, don't you?
I get it now.
You don't want off this island because there's nothing for you to go back for.
Nobody you miss.
And no one misses you.
Oh, are you feeling sorry for me?
I don't feel sorry for you.
I pity you.
All you had to do was say "please. "
Dude, what's in these things, cinder blocks?
I packed everything I thought might be useful here without leaving the others shorthanded.
Hey, do you guys need a hand?
I used to lug the band's equipment before we