All language subtitles for Lost S03E19 The Brig.DVDRip.HI.cc.en.BnaVis

Previously on Lost:

You stole my kidney.

You needed a father and I
needed a kidney. Get over it.

[grunts]

[crashing]

[screams]

I know you were
raised in foster care,

spent the four years
prior to your arrival

on this island in a wheelchair,

and I know how
you ended up in it.

What if I told you that
somewhere on this island

there's a very large box,

and whatever you imagined,
whatever you wanted to be in it,

when you opened that
box, there it would be?

I'd say I hope that box is big enough
to imagine yourself up a new submarine.

[boom]

You've really gone
and done it now.

You're not gonna start talking
about the magic box again?

No, John. I'm gonna show
you what came out of it.

Dad?

[muffled groans]

Save your breath.

Nobody's gonna hear you.

Dad?

[panting]

- What is this?
- You tell me.

- You brought him here.
- I didn't bring him here.

I'd be careful about getting
too close to him, John.

Where did you find him?
Why did you bring him here?

I've already said, we didn't.

- Want me to ask him
how he got here?
- Be my guest.

- [growls and screams]
- Tom.

I warned you, John.

Don't you know, John?
Don't you know where we are?

- What did he mean?
- We don't have time
to deal with that.

We're leaving in
the morning, all of us.

Where are you going?

We're going to a new place.

Well, an old place, actually.
Would you like to come with us?

- Yes.
- Good.

We're holding Kate a few
buildings over from here.

Maybe you'd like to say goodbye.

Hey, where you going?

I can't sleep if I'm
not in my own tent.

Fine. Let's go to your tent.

It's nothing personal,
just old habits, you know?

Fine. Scram.

You want me to walk you home?

It's five tents. I
think I'll make it.

You sure? I gotta pee anyway.

That is so romantic.

What the hell y'all doing?

- What the hell are you doing?
- Going to take a leak.

Yeah, well, so are we.

Well, alrighty, then.

Hello, James.

Wanna zip your pants up?

- What the hell
are you doing here?
- Looking for you, actually.

OK, Tarzan, so now you're back

from your "Blow up everything
that could get us off the island" tour,

tell me why you joined
up with the enemy.

I didn't join 'em.
I infiltrated 'em.

- You're undercover
with the Others?
- That's right.

How about you give me
one reason to believe that?

Because a few hours ago, I snuck
into Ben's tent and kidnapped him.

I tied him up, dragged
him off into the jungle.

And you came all the way back
here to tell me this because...?

Because this is the same man who
tortured you, beat you, humiliated you.

And I want you to kill him.

You want him dead, you kill him.

- I'm not a murderer.
- Neither am I.

Except for the man
you killed in Sydney.

They got files on
us, James. All of us.

Well, their files got
their facts wrong.

Then I made a
mistake coming to you.

Please don't tell
anyone that I was here.

Hey, stop!

I said stop!

Damn it! Wait up.

There. That ought to do it.

Thanks. That would've
taken me hours to do myself.

Glad I could help.

Don't mind them. They're
all just excited you're here.

- Excited?
- We've been waiting for you.

John. You got a minute?

- Yeah.
- Ben's asking for you.

OK.

[Juliet] Ben, it's 6am on Saturday
morning. Kwon is pregnant.

The fetus is healthy and was
conceived on island with her husband.

He was sterile
before they got here.

Hello, John. Thanks for coming.

What's that?

Juliet is gathering information
at your former camp.

She's determining if any
of the women are pregnant.

Then we're gonna
go in and take them.

Take them?

This is not the first
time we've done this.

Trust me, no one will get hurt.

Could you pass me that, please?

Thank you.

I believe I have you
to thank for this, John.

- Me?
- A week ago,
I couldn't move my toes.

But the minute you showed up,

I started to feel
pins and needles.

And this is only
the beginning, John.

I can't wait to show you
what this island can do.

But, unfortunately,
you're not ready, John.

- No, I'm ready.
- No, John, you're not.

You're still crippled
by the memories

of the man you used to be
before you came to this island.

You'll never be free until you release
the hold your father has over you.

Why do you think
you brought him here?

The magic box.

- OK, Ben, how about you
show me the...
- Magic box is a metaphor, John.

I can't show you anything
until you can show me

that you're ready
to be one of us.

When people join us here on this
island, they need to make a gesture

of free will, of commitment.

That's why you're gonna
have to kill your father.

Hey.

- When did you get back?
- Jack, hey.

Last night. Well,
early this morning.

So, camping, huh? What
were you guys doing out there?

We figured we'd explore a bit,

you know, see what was further
down the beach, male bonding.

Well, next time you
go out, sign me up.

Yeah, next time, for sure.

Thanks, Jin.

- We have to tell Jack.
- Shouldn't he check out
her wound?

Can you give me your
word that Jack can be trusted,

he spent ten days with those
people and nothing happened to him,

- and that woman
he's with...?
- Juliet?

Aye, Juliet. Two weeks ago,
she had your friends in cages.

Naomi. You heard
everything that she said.

If we keep her safe, she's
our way off this island.

So, given that, do you
trust Jack or don't you?

Right. So we'd better bring
in someone we can trust.

You should've put some shoes on.

You think?

So what else is in it?

In what?

The file they got on me.

Not much.

That your parents died
when you were very young.

But it doesn't say why
your father shot your mother.

Or why he turned
the gun on himself.

That must've been hard for you.

- What else?
- High-school transcripts.

Criminal record. All the con
jobs you were arrested for.

I guess that's why
you use an alias, huh?

Why did you choose
the name Sawyer? [yells]

How stupid do you think I am? I
already been conned by Ben once.

Maybe you heard. Bunny
with a number painted on it?

You think I'm just
gonna follow you?

James, please.
You have to trust me.

Where are you taking
me? Tell me the truth.

I'm bringing you there to do
exactly what I said, to kill Ben.

- Why did you come
to get me?
- I had to.

- Why won't you do it yourself?
- James, please.

Don't call me James. Why
won't you do it yourself?

Because I can't! I
can't! I can't do it!

That's why I came back for you.

Get up.

I'll go to wherever
you've got him,

but we're bringing
him back to our camp.

I ain't killin' nobody.
You understand me?

Yeah, I understand.

But you'll change your mind.

When you hear
what he has to say...

you'll change your mind.

Hey, dude.

Hello, Hurley.

Can you keep a secret?

- You've already spoken to her?
- Yeah, but you're
gonna wanna hear it.

- And you haven't told Jack?
- No.

Good.

My name's Sayid Jarrah.

I understand your helicopter
crashed onto the island.

Actually, it crashed
in the water.

- What's your name?
- Naomi. Naomi Dorrit.

Naomi, from where
exactly did you take off?

A ship, freighter.

About 80 nautical
miles west of here.

I'm part of a
search-and-recovery team.

You told my friends the wreckage
of Flight 815 was discovered.

- Did you mean
the partial wreckage?
- No.

They found the entire
plane off the coast of Bali,

in an ocean trench
four miles deep.

They sent down cameras in these
little robots to survey the wreck.

The bodies were all there.

Well, obviously we're not dead.

Obviously.

So, if you weren't
looking for us,

then who were you looking for?

Him.

Desmond?

My company was hired by a
woman named Penelope Widmore.

I don't know why. I never met her.
She gave us a set of coordinates.

We've been conducting a
differential GPS grid search ever since.

You knew about the island?

Island? We were given coordinates
in the middle of the bloody ocean.

We thought it was a fool's
errand, until three days ago.

I was flying back for the ship when
the clouds cleared and I saw land.

The instruments
started spinning.

I realized I was going down, so
I grabbed my chute and I bailed.

Did you actually
see her helicopter?

- No.
- You think I'm lying, mate?

You have no means of communicating
with that freighter of yours?

What was your name? Sayid?

Yes.

Remind me not to
rescue you, Sayid.

[sighs]

So, Ben. You said I'd kill him
when I heard what he's got to say.

- That's right.
- Well, you wanna
give me a heads-up?

It's not really my
place to tell you.

Look, what you
read in that file,

about the guy in Sydney,

I thought he was someone else.

I made a mistake. I
didn't mean to kill him.

Well, who'd you mean to kill?

Are we almost there?

Almost.

Wake up, John.

It's time.

I know it won't be easy,
but the quicker the better.

You're kidding me, right?

You expect him to kill me?

John, the hesitation that you're
feeling is just the part of you

that still feels like he has a
perfectly good explanation

for stealing your kidney,

throwing you out of
an eight-story window.

Don't you wanna
be free from him?

The hesitation he's feeling
is because he is a spineless...

Shut up!

- I gotta think.
- Don't think, John.

You're wasting your time,
Bug-Eye. We've been through all this.

- All he wants is his daddy.
- Shut up! I said shut up!

You really haven't
figured it out yet, have you?

Let go of him, John.

- Why are you doing this to me?
- You're doing this to yourself.

As long as he's still breathing,
you'll still be that same sad,

pathetic little man that was
kicked off his walkabout tour

because you couldn't walk.

I'll be here the rest of the week,
John, if you change your mind.

I'm sorry.

He's not who we thought he was.

Son of a...

Nice place you got here, Locke.

Ben's inside in the brig.

You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Friends of yours?

It's an old slaving
ship. Mid 19th century.

My guess is they
captured the slaves,

and brought them here
to try and mine the island.

- What's in the boxes?
- That'd be dynamite.

Son of a bitch. You really
kidnapped the little bastard.

We ain't killing him, Locke.

Whatever you say, James.

Well, well, well.

[door slams]

Hey! What are you doing?
Open the damn door!

- [muffled screams]
- Shut up! Open up!

I said shut up!

Who the hell are you?

- Is that like a radio?
- It's like a radio, yes.

I've never seen equipment
this sophisticated.

- But you can still
make it work, right?
- I hope so.

And what about the other part?

The part about they found
the plane and we're all dead.

One thing at a time.

[squeal]

[beeps and static]

There's not a single
audible channel.

Whatever that interference is,

it's blocking our ability to send
our own transmission. If we...

What's that? Is that a radio?

- Where'd you get it?
- The luggage.

What, you just found
a radio in the luggage?

Kate, if I explain, I want
you to keep this very quiet.

Keep what very quiet?

[Sawyer banging]

[Sawyer] Locke! Open
this damn door! Open it up!

I can hear you,
you bald bastard!

[door creaks]

Rousseau.

Locke.

[Sawyer knocking]

- What brings you
to the Black Rock?
- Dynamite. And you?

[Sawyer] Open this door!

Open up!

Crates are right over there.

- [Sawyer] Open this damn door!
- [Locke] Be careful. It's unstable.

[Sawyer banging]

[Sawyer] Locke! Locke!

[Richard] Beautiful, isn't it? No matter
how much time you spend on the island,

you just never get
tired of this view.

We haven't been formally
introduced. I'm Richard.

- You mind
if I join you here?
- Sure.

- He wanted
to embarrass you.
- I'm sorry?

Ben knew you weren't
gonna kill your own father.

He put you in front of
everyone in our camp

just so they could
all watch you fail.

Why?

When word got back here that there
was a man with a broken spine on the plane

who could suddenly walk again, well,
people here began to get very excited,

because that could only happen

to someone who
was extremely special.

But Ben doesn't want anyone
to think you're special, John.

And why are you telling me this?

Ben has been wasting our time

with novelties like
fertility problems.

We're looking for
someone to remind us

that we're here for
more important reasons.

- What do you want from me?
- I want for you
to find your purpose.

And to do that, your
father has to go, John.

And since you're
not gonna do it...

I'm gonna suggest someone else.

Sawyer? Why would Sawyer kill
my father? He doesn't even know him.

Keep reading.

Open this damn
door! Son of a bitch!

[muffled screams]

I'm pointing my gun
at you, John Boy.

You got three seconds
to open this door.

You're not gonna
shoot anyone, James.

One! Two!

If there were any bullets in that gun,
why would you hold a knife to my throat?

- Son of a bitch!
- Guess I didn't
raise no dummies.

What the hell's that mean?

It means that
bald-headed bastard

outside the door is my son.

- Come again?
- My son, as in,
I'm his father.

- You do speak English?
- You're his...

- How did you get here,
to the island?
- Island?

OK. I'm driving down
I-10 through Tallahassee,

when, bam, somebody
slams into the back of my car.

I go right into the divider
at 70 miles an hour.

Next thing I know, the paramedics
are strapping me to a gurney,

stuffing me in an ambulance,

and one of them actually smiles
at me as he pops the I.V. in my arm.

And then nothing, just black.

And the next thing I know,
I wake up in a dark room,

tied up, gag in my mouth.

And when the door
opens, I'm looking up

at the same man I
threw out a window,

John Locke, my dead son.

Dead 'cause you
threw him out a window?

No, he survived that.

But it paralyzed
him, permanently.

He's dead because the plane he
was flying on crashed in the Pacific.

Well, I got bad
news for you, Pops,

'cause I was on that
plane with your son.

He sure as hell wasn't crippled.

And we didn't crash in the Pacific.
We crashed here on this island.

- You sure it's an island?
- Well, what else is it?

Little hot for heaven, isn't it?

Oh. OK. So we're dead?

They found your plane
on the bottom of the ocean.

One minute I'm in a car wreck,

the next I'm in a pirate
ship in the jungle?

If this isn't hell, friend,
then where are we?

[sighs]

- Why did you throw
Locke out a window?
- He was becoming a nuisance.

I conned him into giving
me one of his kidneys.

He never got over it.

- Conned?
- Yes, sir.

Conned.

What's your name?

- Your name.
- A con man goes
by many names, friend.

I've been Alan Seward,
Anthony Cooper,

Ted MacLaren, Tom
Sawyer, Louis Jackson, Paul...

Tom Sawyer?

I was young and
Huck Finn was taken.

And the ladies loved that
one. Made me charming.

Well, how about that?

How about what?

Sawyer's my name, too.

Ben, what's going on?

- We're moving.
- Moving? Where are we going?

"We" are not going anywhere,
John. You are going to stay behind.

You both are going
to stay behind.

What? You're not taking him?

He's your mess, John.
Why would we clean it up?

Ben, if you're trying
to embarrass me...

Where would you get a
ridiculous idea like that?

You can't leave me.
After everything...

Don't tell me what
I can't do, John.

But I thought I was special.

Well, everyone makes mistakes.

We're leaving now. We'll
leave a trail, one you can track.

And, John...

unless you're carrying your
father's body on your back,

don't bother.

What's the matter with you?

You ever been to
Jasper, Alabama?

Why?

Have you or haven't you?

Yeah, I've been to Jasper.

Don't tell me I'm your daddy.

No. You killed my daddy.

Read it.

"Dear Mr. Sawyer..."

- What is this?
- Just read it.

"You don't know who I am,

but I know who you are,
and I know what you done."

"You had sex with my mother

and then you stole my
dad's money all away,

so he got angry and
he killed my mother

and then he killed himself."

Blah, blah, blah, blah.

So, what, is this
supposed to be you?

You wrote this letter?

Hey, wait a second.

Did you take my name because you
were on some kind of revenge kick?

- Keep reading.
- Easy, easy.

Don't get all worked up.

Look, I ran that con
two dozen times.

If your mother was
one of the ladies...

Mary.

Her name was Mary.

Mary from Jasper, Alabama.

Yeah, I remember her.

She practically begged
me to take her $38,000

and to rescue her
from her sorry little life.

- Finish the letter.
- Look, I only took her money.

It ain't my fault your
dad overreacted.

If he pulled the
old murder/suicide,

then I'm sure he's
down here somewhere.

Maybe you could
take this up with him.

Finish it!

OK.

OK.

[growls]

[chokes and gasps]

You wanna go to hell?
You wanna go to hell?

- [grunts]
- [chokes]

[door creaks]

Thank you.

- You missing
those cheeseburgers yet?
- Only every second.

- Hey.
- Hey.

I need to talk to you.

OK.

- In private.
- No problem.

Anything you wanna
say, say in front of her.

- Not this.
- It's OK.

No, no, no, no. You can stay.

Yeah, you should stay.

Seems only fair, considering
that she's the reason

no one wants to tell you
there's a woman in Hurley's tent

who parachuted onto
the island yesterday.

- What?
- A woman jumped
from her chopper.

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

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

Why didn't anyone tell me this?

Nobody told you because
they don't trust you.

- How?
- How what?

- How does she contact her boat?
- Did you hear what I said?

Hurley, Charlie, Sayid,
your friends, are afraid...

Kate! How?

She had a phone-radio thing.
Sayid's trying to get it to work.

We should tell her.

- No.
- Tell me what?

- We should tell her.
- Not yet.

[coughs and gags]

You can go back now.

Why did you do this?

He ruined my life.
And he ruined yours.

And he had it coming.

- Juliet is a mole.
- What?

She's working for Ben. He sent her back
to find out which women were pregnant.

Three days from now there's gonna
be a raid, and they're gonna take them.

They say they don't
want anyone to get hurt.

- Why are you telling me this?
- So you can warn the camp.

You warn the camp.

I'm not going back.

You're going back undercover?

No, I was never
undercover, James.

I'm on my own journey now.

Even if Juliet is a mole,
they ain't gonna believe me.

I've been saying that
since she showed up.

They'll believe you now.

Hey.

Is it true?

- Is what true?
- That he threw you
out a window.

That you were a cripple.

Not anymore.