LOST - Hearing Voices - Script
ACT FOUR
XCU of the walkie-talkie in Sayid's pocket.
BEEP.
BEEP.
INT. ISOLATED CAVE - DAY
Sayid is still propped against the cave wall.
Shannon pulls the other WALKIE-TALKIE out of Sayid's pocket.
Holds them both a moment.
She's miserable. But she quickly builds up a hell of a lot
of anger.
SHANNON
WHY?!!
She throws Sayid's WALKIE-TALKIE at the opposite wall.
SHANNON (CONT'D)
I'm stuck here, and I don't know
where I am, and I'm gonna get eaten
by a... big thing, and why the hell
don't you wake up? Dammit!
Sayid, being unconscious, doesn't reply.
She punctuates the following by banging her WALKIE-TALKIE on
the floor. Every word is as sharp as a knife's edge --
SHANNON (CONT'D)
I should have let you die.
She's spent. She sits -- flops down -- against the opposite
wall.
BIRDS TWITTER outside the cave. It's kind of peaceful.
Sayid's finger TWITCHES.
SHANNON (CONT'D)
What was that?
Sayid doesn't respond.
Shannon gets up, looms over him.
SHANNON (CONT'D)
What the hell was that?!
No response.
Shannon goes over to the WATER and starts SPLASHING IT AT HIM
like mad.
SHANNON (CONT'D)
If you can twitch your stupid
little finger, you can get up and
walk, dammit --
It morphs into a scream of frustration.
She gives up. Slumps down on the floor.
Sayid COUGHS.
Shannon hears it, looks at him, surprised as hell.
Sayid's eyes flutter open.
SAYID
(in Arabic)
"Let me die?"
He coughs again, looks wildly around the cave.
Shannon just looks at him, beaming. And definitely not the
woman threatening to leave him for dead. No, sirree. Not
her.
SAYID (CONT'D)
Where are we?
Shannon is cheerful, like they're planning a picnic or a trip
to the zoo --
SHANNON
Let's find out!
EXT. THE OBSTRUCTION - DAY
Kind of misnamed, as the PILE OF DEBRIS has been moved off
into the jungle.
Throughout this argument, Jack and Kate carry rocks over to
the new SLUICE and block it off.
KATE
We have a moral obligation to tell
her.
JACK
Moral obligations? That was a key
part of your life of crime?
Kate's reply is like ice --
KATE
I know that if a man I loved --
Come on, power through it --
KATE (CONT'D)
-- if he died, I'd have to know.
JACK
Ever deliver news like that?
No reply. Jack takes it as a "No."
JACK (CONT'D)
Tell a woman her husband's dead?
Part of Kate thinks, Fucking 'story-time'. But she hears him
out politely.
JACK (CONT'D)
Deck collapse. Guy must've fallen
two stories. Impacted all his
cervical vertebrae. I couldn't
clear the bone contusions. And
everything... stopped.
Jack's lost in the memory of it now. (But still carrying
rocks.)
JACK (CONT'D)
And I told his wife. Quiet, middle
aged lady. And she went bonkers.
I mean, crazy. Tore up the room,
threatening everybody --
KATE
Have you ever been in love? I
mean, really in love?
JACK
I just don't want anybody going
nuts.
Kate gets a moment to wonder why Jack totally dodged the
question, then --
KATE
Rose isn't crazy.
JACK
So let's keep it that way.
KATE
But she trusts you, Jack.
This reaches him. For the first time, he stops what he's
doing. Pulls out the locket and looks at it.
JACK
Could we just think it over for a
while?
This catches Kate off-guard -- he's asking nicely? She
expected the statement to just bounce off him.
She TOSSES A ROCK TO HIM; he CATCHES IT with his free hand.
KATE
(playful)
You gonna just sit there?
Jack absently puts away the locket (Kate watches this like a
hawk) and starts packing down rocks at the sluice entrance.
EXT. JUNGLE - DAY
Hurley and Charlie hike through the jungle. They suck at
hiking through the jungle. They look grave. Someone's in
trouble out there, and neither of them are joking around any
more.
Charlie looks just a little like he could use a fix.
HURLEY
We shoulda told somebody we were --
CHARLIE
It'll be fine, all right?
Really close by: a LOUD METALLIC CLANGING.
IT STOPS.
Then INDISTINCT VOICES -- two males, but we can't yet
recognize them.
Hurley panics and drops to the ground -- not that graceful.
Charlie stays standing.
HURLEY
(whispered)
Dude.
Charlie walks towards the pounding noise. Scared as hell,
increasingly twitchy, but he's got something to prove.
HURLEY (CONT'D)
(whispered)
Oh no.
CHARLIE
Hello?!
Hurley looks panicked, and too scared to move.
The VOICES go silent.
A faint RUSTLING.
The nearby trees move around a bit.
Charlie watches, stock-still, scared out of his wits, no idea
what to do --
Boone emerges from the woods, dirty and carrying a JAGGED
LENGTH OF METAL. He looks like his usual, affable self --
but he's carrying that awful, stabby-looking thing --
Charlie sees this and YELPS.
HURLEY
Dude?
MORE RUSTLING. Locke emerges from the same spot.
Neither Charlie nor Hurley see this as a good thing.
HURLEY (CONT'D)
Hey, guys.
Fumbles for a conversation opener.
HURLEY (CONT'D)
What's up?
BOONE
We're... um, we're --
LOCKE
Hunting.
Locke shoots Boone a look that emphatically says, "For the
rest of this conversation, you do not talk, dumbass."
HURLEY
-- with the sharp thing?
Charlie takes a couple steps to where Locke and Boone emerged
from.
CHARLIE
Yeah, what was going on over there?
LOCKE
Charlie?
Boone's grip tightens on the piece of metal.
Locke steps in front of Boone. Locke smiles, but his
unsettling calm conveys a different message --
LOCKE (CONT'D)
Do you really want to go there?
-- which is lost on Charlie --
CHARLIE
Right, we can't waste time.
(off of Locke's look)
Shannon's in trouble.
Boone drops the metal, slips past Locke and GRABS CHARLIE by
the shoulders, his questions a sudden torrent --
BOONE
What is it? Where is she? What
happened?
CHARLIE
We were on our way to the beach --
BOONE
Where is Shannon?!
Locke puts a hand on Boone's shoulder and gives him a look
that steadies him.
CHARLIE
We heard screaming. And the
monster.
LOCKE
Where?
Charlie and Hurley look around, puzzled.
They try to point in different directions.
LOCKE (CONT'D)
When you were on the path, which
way?
CHARLIE
Our left.
HURLEY
Left.
It's all Boone can do to stand still.
LOCKE (CONT'D)
(pointing)
You and Hurley go that direction
'til you hit the path, and then go
on to the beach. Boone & I'll find
Shannon.
CHARLIE
But I could --
LOCKE
GO!
HURLEY
We're goin'.
Hurley and Charlie HEAD OFF INTO THE JUNGLE.
Locke watches them go.
Boone impatiently watches Locke.
EXT. STREAMBED - DAY
No longer a dry streambed -- water flows along.
Jack and Kate walk along the stream.
Jack's shirt is off. Kate's is tied awkwardly at her
midriff. Both sweating. This damn heat.
Jack checks over the stream. He doesn't watch where he's
going.
JACK
Keep checking for debris --
especially in places like --
He trips and falls.
KATE
Jack!
She runs to him, helps him up --
KATE (CONT'D)
Are you...
They're standing REALLY CLOSE -- their faces INCHES APART.
Kate appears vulnerable and scared.
Jack stares back with a sort of hormone-induced blankness.
Jack LEANS FORWARD a tiny bit, PUTS HIS HANDS ON HER
SHOULDERS --
And gently-but-firmly PUSHES HER BACK from him, only briefly
making eye contact.
JACK
Fine. Just clumsy.
Kate's look: I'll say.
Jack awkwardly turns away and walks downstream.
JACK (CONT'D)
We gotta get back. Check on Walt.
Kate's expression is mostly the same, but somehow more
calculating.
She's got the locket.
She POCKETS IT and follows Jack.
EXT. JUNGLE CLEARING - DAY
Shannon and Sayid stumble through the jungle. Tired,
obviously lost.
Sayid gives up, sits down against a tree.
SHANNON
We can't stop!
SAYID
We don't know where we are.
SHANNON
I can go and get help.
A lie. She's so trying to ditch him.
SAYID
(louder, slower)
Except we don't know where we are.
SHANNON
What do we do?
SAYID
We stop and get our bearings.
Shannon doesn't believe him.
SAYID (CONT'D)
Trust me.
She glares at him.
Shannon doesn't trust anybody.
PRELAP A TICKING CLOCK.
INT. NICOLE'S LIVING ROOM - DAY - FLASHBACK
A modest, dim room. A coffee table, and a threadbare sofa
and easy chair. A little claustrophobic, and cluttered with
CHILDREN'S TOYS and PAPERS. A CLOCK TICKS in the background.
Shannon and Nicole sit opposite each other.
Nicole holds Shannon's ENVELOPE.
NICOLE
Your father never gave you the
tape.
Shannon shakes her head.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
And you recognized it?
SHANNON
(choked up)
How could I forget?
NICOLE
I wanted you to have it. To have
something. You never fell asleep
without my help.
Nicole's trying to get some sort of validation -- reaching
out --
SHANNON
Do you know if he left a will?
Bzzt. Wrong answer.
It hits Nicole: that's the only reason Shannon's really
here. (Whether it's true or not, that's what she thinks.)
NICOLE
Yes.
Shannon looks desperately hopeful.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
I doubt he kept it.
Shannon looks confused.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
No one told you why we split? Why
I moved back here?
Shannon shakes her head 'no'.
The haunted, sad expression comes to the fore. Nicole
reaches out to Shannon, touches her hair, and somehow finds
the strength to say it:
NICOLE (CONT'D)
I almost killed you.
This knocks the wind out of Shannon; she recoils.
SHANNON
What?
Nicole desperately tries to explain, but she's so stressed
that it only comes out in FRAGMENTS --
NICOLE
At Verona Beach -- you had an
attack --
Nicole is turning away, practically curling into a ball, but
Shannon is out of her seat, HOUNDING HER --
SHANNON
Asthma?
NICOLE
(nodding)
-- you fell. You -- weren't moving
--
SHANNON
What did you do?
NICOLE
I didn't -- I just sat
there --
SHANNON
You were just gonna let me die?!
Nicole finally gets the words out --
NICOLE
I WAS AN ADDICT!
SHANNON
What?
No answer. Nicole just cries.
SHANNON (CONT'D)
You were -- 'strung out', or
something?
NICOLE
(gently correcting her)
'High'.
SHANNON
You just didn't care?
Nicole looks dead at Shannon, and the words HIT HARD --
NICOLE
No. I didn't.
Shannon slumps back into her seat.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
Your father never forgave me.
(a moment's thought)
And he was right.
Shannon looks like she agrees with him, too.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
I look at you, here, right now, and
all I can see is my little girl.
On a beach. Drowning in three
inches of water.
Shannon gets up out of her chair, reeling. Another person
who abandoned her, another parent that she couldn't count on.
There's nobody she can trust.
NICOLE (CONT'D)
Wait!
Angry, bitter, confused -- Shannon is dizzy with the
emotions, and she STUMBLES FROM THE ROOM.
BOONE (O.S.)
(some distance away)
Shannon!
EXT. JUNGLE CLEARING - DAY
Shannon jumps to her feet, while Sayid looks in all
directions.
SHANNON
Boone?! Boone, get over here!
SAYID
You're sure it's him?
Shannon shoots him a "Well, duh" look.
Boone emerges into the clearing. Shannon just glares at him.
He hugs Shannon really tight.
SHANNON
Ow.
Locke emerges.
BOONE
You should just stay out of the
jungle.
Shannon slaps him.
Sayid is as confused as we are, and watches them closely.
Locke can't restrain a little amusement.
SHANNON
You shouldn't trick me into
following you!
BOONE
What? When?
SHANNON
Right after you went into the
jungle.
(quieter)
You were whispering stuff.
BOONE
I didn't whisper anything --
LOCKE
What did the voice say?
SHANNON
(lying)
Nothing.
From Shannon's guilty look, it must've said something really,
really bad.
Locke files that fact away for later use, and heads out.
LOCKE
The beach is this way.
Boone and Shannon look at each other distrustfully.
EXT. BEACH - DAY
Hurley faces a group: Sawyer, JIN, and a couple of EXTRAS,
none of whom look happy.
JIN
(in Korean)
What happened to Michael?
SAWYER
What's goin' on here?
Charlie arrives, pill bottle in hand.
HURLEY
(appeasing)
We're just checkin' on stuff. Just
a regular head-count thing.
SAWYER
Bull.
HURLEY
It's no big deal.
SAWYER
You gotta be kidding --
Charlie steps between them.
CHARLIE
Guys!
All eyes on Charlie. Gulp. He takes as heroic a stance as
he can manage.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
The monster. It attacked. But
everybody in the Valley is okay.
We're just making sure that all of
you are accounted for.
Everybody is -- not calm, but at least satisfied, and much
less lynch-mob-y.
CHARLIE (CONT'D)
This is not the time to go turning
on each other. All right?
Charlie gets the tiniest moment to feel proud of himself.
But Sawyer is shaking his head --
SAWYER
Shannon and Sayid.
CHARLIE
What?
(completely deflated)
They're gone?
SAWYER
So what do we do now, shorty?
Charlie doesn't have any clue.
But Hurley sees something.
HURLEY
Hey.
Charlie sees it too, and points.
CHARLIE
Look!
ANGLE
Boone, Locke, Shannon, and Sayid stagger their way towards
them on the beach.
HURLEY (O.S.)
Think that's everybody.
EXT. THE VALLEY - DAY
Still hot, but people are happy.
The waterfall TRICKLES into the pool, which is now full of
clear water.
Michael, Walt, and various EXTRAS drink from bottles.
Jack and Kate emerge from the jungle.
Walt runs by their path, playing with Vincent.
Jack is relieved.
JACK
Kate.
Kate turns towards him; he leads her a few steps away from
everybody.
JACK (CONT'D)
We need to talk about --
He gestures back in the direction of the stream.
Kate assumes he's talking about the near-kiss, and laughs.
KATE
It's okay, Jack.
Jack looks back quizzically: What the hell is she talking
about?
JACK
Gimme the locket, Kate.
Kate's expression: the hell I will.
JACK (CONT'D)
You promised you'd wait, and --
KATE
I promised?!
She holds up the locket.
KATE (CONT'D)
I'm giving it back to Rose.
(walking away)
I'm telling her that her husband is
dead.
JACK
Don't!
ROSE (O.S.)
Would somebody just give me the
damn thing?
ANGLE
Ah. Rose was sitting there the whole time, in the same spot
she occupied at the beginning of the show.
JACK
How long were --
ROSE
Hour or so.
Kate hands her the locket.
She looks to Jack -- who offers no help -- and back to Rose.
KATE
There were --
(finding it)
-- remains with it.
Rose opens the locket.
KATE (CONT'D)
We recognized your picture.
ROSE
That's not my picture.
JACK
(sympathetic)
Rose, come on.
ROSE
That's my mother. And that's my
father.
Kate looks closer.
INSERT OF THE LOCKET: No, that's not quite Rose.
BACK TO SCENE
ROSE (CONT'D)
I kept it in my purse, which I left
in the overhead bin.
KATE
That arm could be anybody's.
Rose is a little thrown by this, but has other things to
address --
ROSE
(to Jack)
You weren't going to tell me?
JACK
No. I thought --
(finding it)
-- you had faith in something. I
didn't want to take that away.
ROSE
(not unfriendly)
Faith isn't ignorance, Jack.
Jack considers debating it further. But what would be the
point? Instead --
JACK
This purse -- black? Kind of
squarish?
ROSE
Rectangular.
JACK
I'll be back.
Jack heads back into the jungle.
END OF ACT FOUR