They make me take tests.
- They make you what?
We're not gonna talk about that.
- How's Vincent?
- Well, Vincent's...
He's great.
He's great. He misses you.
Hey, don't be scared, man.
Don't be scared.
It's gonna be over real soon.
- I'm gonna get you out.
- They're not who they say they are.
They're pretending.
- Want me to put you in the room?
- Pretending? Pretending what?
OK, that's it. We're done.
No, wait. Hey, wait, wait.
Come here, Walt. Wait, come here.
Dad, don't leave me.
Help me, please. Don't leave me.
I won't, man.
I'm gonna get you out of here, OK?
- I promise you. I will get you out.
- Dad! Dad!
- Let him go! Walt, wait! Let go of him!
- I love you!
- Walt, I'm gonna get you out of here.
- I love you!
- I love you too, Walt.
- Put me down! Let me go! Dad!
I'll get you...
[sobs]
After you release our man,
I'm gonna need you to do something else.
[sobbing] I'll do it.
I'll do whatever you want.
I'm writing four names down.
Four of your friends.
We need you to bring them here.
You have to bring only these
four people, Michael. Just them.
If you don't bring
all the people on the list...
you'll never see Walt again.
OK. OK. OK.
Do you understand, Michael?
Yes. What do I tell them?
Doesn't matter.
Make up a story.
They'll be angry enough
to believe whatever you say.
Who's James Ford?
You know him as Sawyer.
You know the rest of them?
Yeah.
I know them.
If I do all this...
If I do what you say.
You'll get your son back...
and you both go free.
And I want the boat.
When the plane crashed, I was on my way
to Los Angeles to bury my dad.
- I'm sorry to hear that.
- Yeah.
It seems like such a long time ago now.
I was gonna go right from
the airport to the cemetery, but...
I had no idea
what I was gonna say.
And here we are again.
I think Michael has been compromised.
- Let's keep walking, Jack.
- What do you mean, compromised?
His actions are not those
of a man telling the truth.
Why would he lie to us?
Because I believe
a father would do anything for his son.
Because I believe that Michael
may have freed Henry,
and because I believe
he's leading you into a trap.
You believe a lot, Sayid.
And I also believed
that Henry was one of them.
- All right. Let's go talk to him.
- No. He must believe he's in control.
- Why the hell would we wanna do that?
- So we can create an advantage.
- How?
- I don't know yet.
But we have one more night
to figure that out.
Ana Lucia Cortez was...
Before we crashed,
she was a police officer.
I don't think it was
easy for her being here,
but I think she did the best she could.
She was a woman of few words
and I'm gonna follow her example.
Rest in peace, Ana.
Libby was...
She was...
She...
Libby was a psychologist.
Or a psychiatrist.
One of those. Either way,
she probably helped a lot of people.
She helped me.
She was my friend.
It's not fair
that this happened to her. It's not.
I'm going with you.
Goodbye, Libby.
Boat.
Boat.-[Charlie] You see anything?
- [Kate] No.
- [Charlie] Maybe it's a trap.
- [Hurley] What do you mean, a trap?
[opera music plays faintly]
You hear that?
[gunshots]
[man] Damn it!
You.
[laughing]
[agitated chatter]
OK, OK, just wait one second, OK?
I'll be right back.
Everybody needs to know
what's going on. There's a boat...
Tell them Desmond's back,
until I find out the rest. OK?
So... before you ran off,
I guess you just forgot to mention
that you still have a sailboat.
Why'd you come back?
You think I did it on purpose?
I was sailing for two and half weeks,
bearing due west and making nine knots.
I should've been in Fiji
in less than a week.
But the first piece of land I saw
wasn't Fiji, was it? No.
No, it was here. This... this island.
And you know why?
Because this is it.
This is all there is left.
This ocean and this place here.
We are stuck in a bloody snow globe!
There's no outside world.
There's no escape.
So just... just