Lost: The Story of the Oceanic 6 Page #7

Can you tell me why?

Can you tell me why?

Kevin.

Kevin.

Kevin.

Here you are.

What is this?

From the lab, we compared the new prints

with the partial from the Tachiki case.

- Oh yes, quick work.

- It was a slow day.

- And nothing, right?

- Yes, got a match.

Let me go.

Kevin.

Let me go!

Where are the rest?

This is

my wife.

I know.

I got a report back from the lab.

Ran our partial on

Kaya Tachiki's hair clip again.

And you know what? We got a match.

You got a match?

You.

Alonso had never been in the system

before Mira brought me his prints.

You had never been in the system before

I booked you for breaking into Alex's house.

It was your print on that hair clip.

You killed them.

It's impossible.

- She left me.

- Did she really, Kevin?

In fact, she...

She left a note.

You packed up some of her things,

then buried her out here with them.

Maybe you couldn't live with yourself

after that, with what you'd become.

So you blocked it out and forgot everything.

But now I need you to remember, Doc.

Where are the rest?

Jane. Jane.

Hugo!

Jane.

Hugo!

Jane!

Jane! Jane!

Jane, are you okay?

Jane.

It's okay.

It's just me now.

Mr and Mrs Bataille.

Sorry.

- It was a nice ceremony.

- I hope this will give you closure.

- Thank you, Inspector.

- You're welcome.

How is he?

Same. He hasn't said a word.

Doesn't talk, doesn't eat.

It's like he's dead to the world.

I guess it all makes sense.

The way I feel it is, Kevin became obsessed

with the diseased minds

he was trying to reach.

That obsession opened the door

for the disease to creep into Kevin.

Pretty soon, the man who spent all his time

studying the monster

had become the monster.

Stop!

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