to the caves.
No one lives there,
so I won't bother anybody.
I'm gonna live alone
and be one of those guys.
You know, the crazy guys, with a big
beard, no clothes, who's naked
- and throws doody at people.
- Hurley, you don't have to do this.
Just leave me alone.
You can't help me. No one can.
[ripping]
You're not here.
You were in the hospital.
- You can't be here.
- Sorry, dude. I am here.
I like that I have a good relationship
with my mom.
I like making my Grandpa Tito laugh.
I like chicken.
No, that last one wasn't about you,
Hugo.
I like that I like chicken?
So tell me,
how did it feel writing that?
Was that difficult?
Kinda.
I think I messed up some spelling.
You didn't say anything
about the way you look.
Are you comfortable
with your appearance?
Well, it's not like...
I mean, I can't really
do anything about it, right?
If l...
If l... wasn't so fat...
they never would have died.
There were 23 people on that deck.
It was built to hold eight.
And it would have collapsed
whether you went out there or not.
Yeah, but I did walk out there.
And it did collapse.
- And I killed them.
- It was an accident.
It was my fault.
Look, after those people died, you were
in a practically catatonic state.
You stopped talking, you stopped
going out, you stopped sleeping.
But you never stopped eating,
because that's how you punish yourself.
Dave's right about you.
You're nothing but a quack.
- Dave doesn't want you to lose weight.
- You know, Dave cares about me.
He's my friend.
[sighs] I'm gonna show you something,
and it may upset you.
This is the photo
that I took for the bulletin board.
Dave isn't your friend, Hugo...
because Dave doesn't exist.
[Dave] Psst! Hey! Wake up, dude.
Finally. You could sleep
through a damn NASCAR race, man.
But, you're not... You're...
You're a hallucination.
- Ow!
- Was that a hallucination?
Maybe I just imagined you slapped me.
- Ow! Damn it!
- We can do this all night.
Dr. Brooks showed me
a picture from the rec room,
and my arm was around nothingness.
Uh... Kinko's? Photoshop?
Think they really
blew up the Death Star?
- No.
- Then stop talking crazy, man.
Come on, we're on a clock here.
Hey, you in or you out, dude?
OK, come on, come on.
Yo, check it out,
Marcus didn't finish his lasagna.
That is a waste, man. One for the road?
Wait for it. Wait.
Tippytoes, big guy. Vamonos!
OK, man, you got the keys, hombre.
You took 'em off Brooks' desk earlier.
[giggles]
Come on, man, open it, open it.
[Dave] Oh-oh-oh!
Can you taste that?
That is freedom, baby.
Know what tastes
even better than freedom?
Cheeseburgers. [chuckles]
Come on, man! Chili fries on me.
I don't think I can do this.
- I'm sorry.
- Sorry? What, are you kidding me?
You're not real.
You're trying to get me to run away
and get cheeseburgers because...
I want cheeseburgers.
- Did you take those pills, man?
- No, man, I'm just not coming.
- Look, you don't want me to change.
- You don't need to change, man.
- You are fine. You are great.
- No, I'm not.
You just want me to stay fat.
You don't want me to get better.
You wouldn't care
if I ate myself to death.
Do not do this, man.
If you don't come with me right now,
you will never get outta here.
Bye, Dave.
You wouldn't happen to have my slipper,
would you?
Thank you.
Oh, man! You got peanut butter on it.
OK, look, I know you're freaking out
right now, and I'm sorry, but...
it's gonna get a little worse
before it gets better.
- Worse?
- Yeah. Kinda.
You ready, dude?
You remember that night
you closed that window on me?
Remember what you did
after that night?
Yeah.
- I realized you were imaginary.
- Mm-hm.
And... that was a breakthrough.
And a little while later,
Brooks let me out,
and I went home to live with my mom,
and I got my job at Mr. Cluck's back,
- and I got better.
- OK. Good. Great. Yeah.
Except, see, here's the thing. Uh...
None of that ever