It’s over.
Excuse me?
The concert. It’s over.
You looking for someone?
Yeah, my son. I was supposed to bring him here tonight, and then I couldn’t come, and...
I’m sorry, where do I remember you from?
I stole your pen.
What?
Oceanic 815, from Sydney. I bumped into you coming out of the bathroom, and I stole your pen.
And that’s how I know you.
No, that’s not how you know me.
I’ve missed you so much.
Are you okay?
What is happening to me? Who are you? I don’t-
I know you don’t understand, Jack. But if you come with me, you will.