Lost

Previously on Lost ...

Desmond said I was gonna die.

He told me he has these flashes... visions.

When I saw the lightning hit the roof, you were electrocuted.

And when you heard Claire was in the water,

you drowned trying to save her. I dove in myself, so you never went in.

No matter what I try to do,

you're gonna die, Charlie.

There's a woman in Hurley's tent

who parachuted onto the island yesterday.

She says that the boat she took off from is about 80 miles off the coast,

and if she can find a way to contact it, we'll all be rescued.

Why didn't anyone tell me this?

Because they don't trust you.

Kwon is pregnant.

Where'd you get that?

You really think you're in a position to ask questions?

I told Jack what they were making me do.

Why didn't you tell us?

Because I hadn't decided what to do about it yet.

Anyone wants to venture a guess

as to what Jack's gonna be showing us out in the middle of nowhere?

I don't know. Stuff.

Probably secret stuff.

Why does everything have to be such a secret?

How about some openness for a change?

We kept the parachute lady secret.

Ah, that's different.

Different how?

Well, because we weren't out there playing football with them.

What?

Nothing.

Wait.

You had one of your flashes again, didn't you?

No, Charlie, I didn't.

We're here.

A couple of nights ago,

Juliet came to me, and she told me everything...

That Ben had sent her here to find out which of our women were pregnant.

So what, you guys were doing tests on us?

No, but that's what he wanted me to do.

I've been leaving tapes at the medical station.

You all heard what he said.

They're coming tomorrow.

Sun, I'm sorry that I lied to you.

While I appreciate your honesty, Jack,

it doesn't explain why you brought us out here.

Show 'em.

When Juliet told me they where coming,

the first thing I thought was,

where the hell are we gonna hide this time?

But hiding's pointless.

They're just gonna keep coming back.

So I went out, and I found some help.

And for the past few days,

she's been bringing dynamite back from "the black rock."

For the very first time,

we know exactly what they want, when they're coming to get it,

and they have no idea

that we're gonna be waiting for 'em.

So Juliet's gonna mark the tents with the white rocks,

just like she was told to,

but there's not gonna be any pregnant women inside.

There's gonna be plenty of what we used on that tree.

So tomorrow night...

We stop hiding.

We stop running.

We stop living in fear of them, because when they show up...

we're gonna blow 'em all to hell.

Bloody hell!

Why are we even doing this?

Chin up, mate.

- We're headlining. - Headlining?

We're playing Clitheroe...

The arse end of nowhere.

A gig's a gig.

We're building our fan base.

Will our fan base pay for a new sodding tire?

Only if we show up.

So let's just get on with it, shall we?

You know what, Liam?

You get on with it.

I quit.

- You're giving up? - There's nothing to give up on!

We're broke! The album's not selling! We're a bloody joke!

Hey, shut it!

Listen.

That's us.

We're on the radio!

That we are.

We're on the bloody radio!

I told you, baby brother!

We're gonna be bloody rock stars.

Can I ask you something?

Who are you people about to go to war with?

Oh, that's a long story.

Want to ask me something else?

You having a laugh?

Of course not.

I'd never disrespect a fellow Mancunian.

- You're from Manchester, then? - I am.

My band got its start at the night and day bar on Oldham street.

- What band? - We were called Drive Shaft.

Yeah. Yeah, I know you.

We had our moment in the sun.

No, not that... the crash.

You're the dead rock star.

They made a big deal out of you when they found the plane.

Huge memorial service, new album.

There's a new album?

Yeah. God, it was everywhere...

A "greatest hits" thing.

Hey, look on the bright side.

You're not really dead, right?

Yeah, right.

We need more wire,

so we can trigger these from a safe distance.

I can get people to start stripping the plane wreckage.

Good. I should be able to finish rigging these tents

in the next 24 hours.

We'll be ready by tomorrow night.

We need to talk about Naomi's phone.

- Not now. - If you're angry I doubted you,

I'd be happy to make a sincere apology later,

- but now we have a means... - Look, I'm a little bit busy right now.

And I am trying to get us off this island!

I can't transmit using this phone

because Danielle's distress signal is overriding the frequency.

If you tell me where the radio tower is,

I can go there, switch off your message and call for help.

My signal has been playing for the last 16 years,

and nobody has heard it.

Why do you think you'll have better luck?

Naomi's boat is only 80 miles offshore.

I know if we eliminate Danielle's signal, they'll hear us.

No, they won't.

And why is that?

We're jamming it.

What?

Ben is using one of the Dharma stations

to block all of the signals off of the island except for ours.

What station?

They call it the "Looking Glass."

- The looking glass? - Yes.

But it's underwater. I have no idea where it is.

I believe I do.

Look, I know... I know Jack thinks it's best,

but, you know, what if they're coming for him again?

Claire, listen to me.

I'm gonna protect you.

I'm gonna protect Aaron.

I promise.

Look, everything is gonna be fine.

Sorry.

Can you give me a hand with something?

Of course.

So you ready to tell me what you saw this morning?

Aye.

Right. So how does it happen this time?

Come on, Des!

You can tell me. I can take it.

What I saw, Charlie, was...

Claire and her baby getting into a helicopter...

A helicopter that...

That lifts off, leaves this island.

You sure?

Aye.

Rescue helicopter...

On this beach?

This island? That's what you saw?

We're getting bloody rescued!

I thought you were gonna tell me I was gonna die again.

You are, Charlie.

Wait. What?

If you don't...

none of it will happen.

There won't be any rescue.

I'm sorry, brother...

but this time...

This time you have to die.

Come on!

Come on, Charlie. Jump in!

I'm gonna catch you, boy.

No. You're just going to back away.

Don't be daft. Jump in!

I promise, Charlie. I'm gonna catch you.

No, he won't!

Zip it, you.

Look, don't listen to your brother.

Just jump on in.

There's nothing to be afraid of, Charlie.

I'll catch you. I promise.

I did it!

You got it!

- I did it. - You're swimming, Charlie.

What you writing?

Nothing.

All right, tell me.

Are you sure you want to know?

I mean, it might be easier if you just...