follow.
They went that way.
Unless Charlie isn't the one leaving them.
If Ethan knows that we're behind him, he could be setting up a dummy trail.
Take off in one direction, double back in his old footprints.
Wait, now you're a tracker?
You're just full of surprises.
So we've got two trails.
Let's split up. I'll take that one.
No, we should stay together, Jack.
Why? We've got two trails, and apparently two trackers.
Be careful.
Who got taken by what?
Charlie and Claire. They think Ethan took 'em.
- Ethan took 'em?
- Yeah.
Took 'em why? And who the hell's Ethan?
I don't know. He wasn't on the list thing, the manifest.
Ever think he might have lied about his name?
It's stupid to lie about your name.
All righty, tattoo,
where do you think Ethan came from?
Maybe he was already on the island before we were.
Got yourself one hell of an imagination, kid.
There could be lots of other people on the island.
So a tribe of evil natives planted a ringer in the camp
to kidnap a pregnant girl and a reject from VH1 has-beens.
Yeah, fiendishly clever.
And why am I getting the evening news from a 6-year-old?
I'm 10.
Okay, then it must be true.
If you don't believe me, ask Sayid. He said we're not alone.
Sayid's back?
- Red shirt.
- Huh?
Red shirt. You ever watch "Star Trek"?
Oh, not really.
The crew guys
that would go down to the planet with the main guys -
the captain and the guy with the pointy ears -
they always wore red shirts, and they always got killed.
- Yeah?
- Yeah.
Sounds like a pisspoor captain.
What do you doin the real world, mr. Locke?
- It's John.
- John.
Why don't you guess?
Well, you're either a taxidermist or a hit man.
I was a...
regional collections supervisor for a box company.
A box company?
They made boxes.
Yeah, right.
- Please slow down!
- You said they went this way.
I think they went this way. I'm not as good at this as Locke is.
So where'd you pick up the tracking skills, Kate?
Was that before or after you were on the run?
- I'm trying to help, Jack.
- You know what might help?
A little honesty.
Just give me something real - anything.
My dad was in the army -
ranger battalion.
He was stationed at Fort Lewis, Washington State.
We'd go hiking together.
One day we spent eight hours tracking deer.
Being in the woods, it was like -
it was like his religion.
That was real.
Anything you wanna share, Jack?
Well, thanks for coming in, Jack. Have a seat.
What's it say?
The truth -
that a patient was brought to the E.R. following a car accident,
rushed into surgery with massive internal bleeding.
You joined me, and in spite of our most heroic efforts,
the patient succumbed to her injuries.
Looks like you fixed everything but the patient.
You had no business being in O.R.
You really think I would have walked in there if I couldn't handle it?
You've done it before.
That's right, I have, because I am perfectly capable of making those -
How can you say that after what happened yesterday?
- The problem is not -
- You were impaired.
- I know my limits.
- I won't sign this.
You were partof a team, Jack.
I'm not the only one on the hook for this.
You called me off.
You were the surgeon of record when she died.
Look, accidents happen in surgeries all the time, Jack.
That's the truth, and you know it.
But if you contradict this report,
if you mention alcohol,
well, that's the only fact that's gonna matter.
They'll strip me of my license.
Yes...
they will.
I know I have been hard on you,
but that is how you make a soft metal into steel.
That is why
you are the most gifted young surgeon in this city.
I mean, this -
this is a career that is all about the greater good.
I've had to sacrifice
certain aspects of my relationship with you
so that hundreds and thousands of patients will live
because of your extraordinary skills.
I know it's a long...
long time coming.
What happened yesterday,
I promise you,
will never happen again.
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