Act 1, Scene 17

Rosseau's cabin. She's walking around inside getting increasingly agitated.

ROSSEAU: They came for her…took her…my little girl…I had to do what I did to the others, don't you understand? They were infected…sick with the disease. They weren't people any more. It had to be done! The Black Rock – the ship of death – when we found it…it began…it began to take them slowly and I had to watch…

We pan over to the Todd. He's been released from the bed but is now securely tied securely to the wall.

ROSSEAU: …are you asleep?

Todd jerks awake at her accusation, but recovers magnificently.

TODD: Asleep? No, I was totally listening to you. (he glances down at his arm)I find what you say fascinating and sexually empowering, and I agree, sympathise and wish to hear you talk about yourself some more.

ROSSEAU: …good.

The Todd breathes a sigh of relief and we see that the speech above from 'I find what you say…' is written word-for-word on his arm.

TODD: Todd would like to be untied now, please.

ROSSEAU: No.

TODD: I gotta pee. From my penis.

ROSSEAU: I will get you a bottle.

TODD: Okay, but gotta warn you – my aim can be a little off. Once the monster is loose it takes all my strength to bring him under control…might need an extra pair of hands.

ROSSEAU: You are a vile pig of a man and you disgust me.

She leaves the hut. Todd nods to himself knowingly in a 'she wants me' way. She's been gone no longer than a few seconds when-

KATE: Psst!

Todd glances up. Kate is peering down at him from one of the windows on the side of the dwelling.

KATE: (whispers)She's coming back – try to make her leave the hut for longer, and I'll untie you!

Rosseau returns with the bottle. She throws it to Todd and it lands in his lap. We can see his face screwed up in deep thought as he ponders Kate's words.

Finally, inspiration strikes.

We cut to Kate concealed outside and we see the shock on her face as an absolutely ENORMOUS fart sounds from within.

Within seconds Rosseau staggers outside, coughing and spluttering.

ROSSEAU: Sick…infected…

She looks around for her rifle, stepping away from the hut. As soon as she's a fair distance away Kate scrambles to the entrance and steals inside, unseen (taking a deep breath before she enters). Todd grins.

TODD: I did what you asked.

KATE: (talking and trying not to breathe) Great plan.

She unties him rather expertly and they make for the hut's sole door and escape. Before they can get there however Rosseau appears, her rifle slung by her side.

ROSSEAU: NO!

She raises the rifle. Kate dives at her and the two women crash into each other before rolling around on the floor, kicking and punching and biting. We cut to the Todd, watching all this with rapt fascination and wide eyes.

TODD: You liking this too, little Todd? (looks down) Whoops. Sorry Big Todd. High five?

We hear the signature Todd high-five sound effect as Kate manages to get the upper hand on Rosseau, stunning her with a punch. She grabs the rifle and slings it over her shoulder.

KATE: Come on!

She bolts from the hut. Todd follows, but we see him wincing slightly as if something's making running uncomfortable at the moment. The two keep sprinting through the forest for some time until they emerge over a small dip, with a stream running at the bottom.

KATE: (breathless) We should…we should be okay. For now.

TODD: Can I just say something?

KATE: You don't have to thank me.

TODD: Are you wearing a bra? Cos when we were running I was seeing a lot of bounce there. Who's with me?

We cut to a small piece of grass as we hear the distant noise of fist meeting face, someone saying 'ow!' and the sound of a body hitting the ground…again…and again…until finally the Todd comes into shot, his head thumping the piece of grass we're looking at. It makes a metallic CLANG.

Todd's head slumps to the side, and we see one corner of the hatch poking out through the grass.

Kate adjusts the rifle on her shoulder and goes down to investigate…

Act 1, Scene 18

The expedition party approach the cockpit, its nose pointed to the air, a great ruined hulk sandwiched between trees. Sayid is first, followed by Charlie, Sawyer and Hurley. JD emerges from the trees behind them, panting in his hurry to catch up.

CHARLIE: (too eager) Well? What are we waiting for? Let's go.

SAYID: We should be cautious. We don't know how stable the structure is. It could topple, collapse at any moment if we apply our weight incorrectly.

HURLEY: Okay, no-one has to say it. If anything comes near you guys, I'll give you…I dunno…a signal.

SAWYER: Running away count as a signal?

HURLEY: Not funny, dude.

JD: Try an owl hooting.

HURLEY: Um. Why?

JD: It's traditional.

HURLEY: (doubtfully) Okay.

JD and the others move onto the wreckage of the plane. Sawyer has now assumed the lead, but even he (to his clear surprise) is overtaken in climbing up the now-vertical rows of seats by Charlie.

JD: (voice-over) It was odd to be out of Sacred Heart for so long when I'd lived and breathed the place for four years and counting. I found myself wondering what was happening in our absence…

Flash to Sacred Heart. A group of young nurses are sitting in a room (all women, all good-looking) and are sobbing brokenly into their handkerchiefs. Another young nurse, also bawling, walks past them and takes up position at a podium at the forefront of the room.

NURSE: (through sobs) I now…I now call this meeting of the…JD Come Home Club…to o-o-order…

ALL NURSES: (anguished cry)JD!

NURSE: In his absence…we can only do what…(huge sob) he would have wanted us to do. Get naked and make out with each other.

She begins to strip. The other nurses do likewise…

End-of-fantasy flash. JD looks extremely pleased with himself. He begins climbing up the seats toward the cockpit.

Charlie scrambles over another few seats, puts his hand out-

CHARLIE: Aaaagh!

He screams as his hand, searching for a handhold, closes around a dead woman's clothes and pulls her up to face him as . Her head lolls to one side, broken in the crash. Her cold eyes stare through him.

SAWYER: Man's got a way with the ladies.

Nonchalantly, Sawyer shoves the dead woman back into her seat and resumes point.

JD: You guys go ahead. I…I have to check in case one of them is…

SAYID: Need someone to help?

JD: (quietly) I don't think so. But if I do, you'll hear me.

Sayid nods, knowing that words can't really cover it. He Sawyer and Charlie continue their arduous climb as JD hauls himself over to the right-hand aisle and the bodies that lie sprawled there.

The following voice-over plays over a montage of JD checking bodies. Each one he checks is dead. We see him closing wide-open eyes and trying to subtly arrange the bodies in more dignified final positions.

JD: (voice-over) One thing bothered me. The plane broke up in mid-air; we could see that for ourselves. It had scattered across the island. None of us should have survived. And yet we had. And what was that thing in the forest? And polar bears? What was with that? It was like this island was some sort of crazy daydream…not that I was an expert on those.

There is a strangled croaking gasp from above.

SAYID: Doctor! We need you!

JD: Be right there!

He makes his way up the fuselage as quickly as he can. As he gets to the corridor leading to the cockpit, a door opens on his right and Charlie steps out from the toilets.

CHARLIE: (surprised) JD.

JD: You know I don't think the flush is gonna work now.

CHARLIE: Yeah. Huh. I…

SAYID: Doctor!

JD presses onward, with one more look backward at Charlie, who's rubbing his nose and trying not to twitch. We can see in JD's face that he has some inkling of something being amiss.

He enters the cockpit. Sayid and Sawyer are in the co-pilot and navigator chairs. Sayid is helping to support the pilot, who is conscious but covered in blood and extremely pale.

PILOT: Couldn't control it…

JD: (comfortingly) Here, let me help you. I'm a doctor.

He examines the pilot as best he can given the awkward angle and cramped conditions.

SAYID: How is he?

JD: Cracked ribs and a concussion. Shook up, but he'll live. We need to get him out of here. Gently.

The pilot seems to be regaining full consciousness. He takes another look around and registers what's going on for the first time.

PILOT: How many survivors?

SAYID: At least fifty.

PILOT: Fifty? That's…better than I hoped.

JD, Sawyer, Sayid and Charlie share meaningful glances. It's better than any of them hoped too…

SAWYER: Where the hell are we?

PILOT: I don't know.

SAWYER: You don't know? How can you not know? You were flying the goddamn plane!

PILOT: We lost radio contact out of Sydney, turned the plane around. We had to. Last time I checked the instruments we were a thousand miles off course.

CHARLIE: No-one knows where we are? Oh just great. Just bloody sodding marvellously brilliant.

SAYID: (motioning for calm) We need the aircraft's transceiver.

PILOT: To send a distress signal…right, good idea.

He rummages amongst the instruments. As he does so, there's a strange noise from outside, like a banshee wailing.

SAWYER: (peering out the cockpit window)What now?

CHARLIE: Sounds like a cat getting a vasectomy.

PILOT: (clutching the transceiver triumphantly in his hand) Sounds like someone doing a bad owl impression to me.

JD: Hurley! That's the signal!

We cut to outside. It has started to rain, heavily. Hurley is cupping his hands to his mouth and trying his best to too-whit-too-whoo, but doing an extremely bad job. As he watch him he gives up and goes for a less subtle approach.

HURLEY: MONSTER! MONSTER! MONSTER COMING THIS WAY!

Indeed, the roaring and crashing is clearly audible. The sound of several trees falling spurs Hurley on to run for the fuselage and the meagre cover it provides.

HURLEY: GUYS! HURRY!

There's pandemonium inside the cockpit.

PILOT: What's going on?

SAYID: There's something on the island. Big, dangerous. We don't know what.

PILOT: Big enough to worry five of us? How bad can it be?

JD: (voice-over) And that's when it happened.

Flash. The cockpit window shatters open and something – moving too fast to be identified – reaches inside and yanks the pilot bodily out into the forest. He screams.

End-of-fantasy flash.

JD stares at the pilot for a long moment. He seems about to speak. And then…

the cockpit window shatters open and something – moving too fast to be identified – reaches inside and yanks the pilot bodily out into the forest. He screams.

We zoom in on JD's face as he realises what has just happened.

JD: Oh no.