Lost: The Story of the Oceanic 6 Page #4

- I don't remember.

- You sure?

I'm sure.

Does Kaya?

I don't want to talk any more.

Does Kaya remember?

Please don't.

- Don't what?

- Please don't make me remember.

Please don't make me remember.

What is it? Isabelle?

What is it?

Hugo! Hugo!

Look at me.

You all right?

What happened? Is she...

She was choking.

What happened?

Well, let's just say it's one of the most

astonishing displays of somatic memory

I've ever been privileged to.

Add to the fact one of her alters

volunteered a name, a full name.

It's an unusual degree of comprehensive

self-labelling, wouldn't you say?

What you call comprehensive,

I call delusional.

It sounds to me like

you're exacerbating her condition.

Okay. Maybe I'm delusional,

or I'm trying to address her condition.

You have one week.

Then Jane goes back

on the original med cycle.

- I have a message for you.

- I'm sorry, what?

Dr Kripke called about 45 minutes ago.

- Thank you very much. I appreciate that.

- Doctor.

That wouldn't be Dr Brian Kripke?

- Yeah. Do you know Brian?

- Yeah. He's brilliant.

- Is he still in Chicago?

- New York.

We're both in New York. Okay.

- A week.

- One week.

Do you want to keep it open, Mr Khoury?

Yeah.

That's Dr Khoury to you, Marco.

The taxi ride to St Avila, remember?

Yeah.

Off the clock I get my own identity.

Eneko Gil.

- Eneko?

- Eneko.

Eneko.

- Marco, another round for me and my friend.

- No, thank you.

You are cut off, Gil.

Let the man drink in peace.

Me and the doc go way back.

- I'm not bothering you, am I?

- No.

All right that's it, Gil. Out.

Come on, Marco.

Out.

See you later, Doc.

I'm sorry about that. This is a small town.

Evening, Doctor.

So, how goes the research?

Little bit like police work, I'd imagine.

Answers are fleeting.

In my experience, I've found the simplest

answer is usually the right answer.

Well, I've exhausted mine.

Something happened with this girl.

I don't know what.

But today was unique. It was unique.

I actually had one who gave me a full name.

- Is that rare?

- A full name?

I've spoken to 50 personalities

in one subject before.

I never got one with a first, a middle

and a last name.

Isabelle Ann Bataille.

- Strange.

- Isabelle Ann Bataille?

Yeah.

Strange.

Don't talk to me like that, Kevin!

Don't talk to me like I'm some crazy person.

Why can't you just talk to me

like I'm normal?

Like I'm not some kind of a freak,

just because I'm...

Jane?

Don't talk to me like that, Kevin!

Don't talk to me like I'm some crazy person.

Why can't you just talk to me

like I'm normal?

Like I'm not some kind of a freak,

just because I'm...

Jane?

Yeah.

It's Inspector Molina, we need to talk.

Did she give you any other names?

Isabelle Bataille.

Last seen waiting for a ride back

from soccer practice four years ago.

Case was relegated to the archives

two years back,

so you can imagine my surprise

that your patient is claiming to be her.

That's the only Maria who disappeared

around the same time.

Last seen getting into some type of blue car.

And also found a Kaya.

Kaya Tachiki disappeared

on the way home from school.

We retraced her steps

and found one of her hair clips.

Pieces of scalp in it

after he ripped it off her head.

Ran the prints and got a partial. Not hers.

You brought a psychic in on this case.

Eneko Gil.

Eneko Gil. Why do I know that name?

I saw you talking to him last night

at the bar.

At the... That clown?

- He's a psychic?

- Or claims to be.

From what I see, he spends more time

staring into whisky bottle than a crystal ball.

Hasn't been able

to keep a steady job for years.

Well...

Fascinating.

Can it be a coincidence?

I don't think so.

You ever seen anything like this?

What is it?

Jane's drawings.

Why do I have the feeling

that you're not telling me everything?

Because she drew them.

This Kaya.

Strange.

Well, her case received a lot of press,

didn't it, at the time?

Yeah.

So, maybe she saw her case

in the newspaper.

That's how these things work, right?

You're brilliant.

That would explain the alters.

What do you mean?

She's retained

the information subconsciously.

She's projecting the plight of the kids

onto the alters.

- So what do I do next?

- You've just got to bust them.

You break them down. You interrogate them

the same way police interrogate people.

You got to literally force them out

of their own existence.

You got to confront them.

Maria Muoz.

Very formal tonight, aren't we, Kevin?

So what's the last thing you did?

When?

Before they stuck you in this hole.

I was probably out with friends,

getting drunk

and looking to get laid.

I can't wait to do those things again.

You a bad girl?

Are you a bad girl, Maria?

- Yes.

- You like being bad?

Yes.

Yeah.

It's funny 'cause I pulled your record.

It seems your life ended five years ago.

My life?

This is your life.

You can read all about it.

Jane?

Jane?

Jane?

Kevin, let me go.

What did you say?

Did you just say something?

What did you just say?

What did you say?

I didn't say anything.

Why am I...

Please... Please don't leave me.

I won't.

Please don't leave me.

I won't.

She loved soccer. Very talented.

Always play hard.

She was a good teammate.

How can we help you, Doctor?

Well, I have a patient

who may have been exposed to publicity

surrounding Isabelle's disappearance,

and it may or may not have contributed

to her particular disorder,

but she's been known to use her name.

Do you think she might know

what happened to Isabelle?

Well, at least, not yet.

I mean, nothing more

than what's been reported so far...

Then what do you want from us?

I just had a couple of questions,

if I might ask, about Isabelle.

Good evening.

I've been waiting.

- You're smoking, huh?

- No, not me. That's the older one.

She steals them from a lady down the hall.

I spoke to your parents tonight.

My parents?

They're very concerned about you.

You ever broken a bone?

How are they? My parents?

They're not too good.

- It seems their daughter has been missing...

- Missing?

...now for over four years.

And you're the one

who claims to be their daughter.

I am their daughter.

- I know who I am.

- Would you prove it to me?

Have you broken a bone?

- What?

- It's a simple question, Isabelle.

Answer the question.

Have you broken any bones?

Let me help you out. You did.

Now, all you have to do

is tell me which one.

- Stop it, slow down...

- Isabelle, what's the matter?

Too many to choose from? Isabelle?

My tibia, all right! My shinbone!

I was in surgery for three hours,

then had pins in my leg for six months.

Happy?

- This can't be.

- I don't know how I got here,

but I know who I am.

Kaya?

Could you tell me what you're drawing?

Christ!

Jesus Christ!

God damn her!

I need help! Let's go!

She's gonna sleep for a while.

It's pretty normal after a seizure like that.

She's never had seizures before.

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