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Alex!

Alex!

Alex!

Alex.

Alex!

Alex!

Alex.

Alex.

Kirsten!

Alex.

Alex.

Alex!

Come on.

Come on.

Hi.

Hi.

Hi, I still don't know what your name is.

- Do you know-- - This book--

this book

was started by a Red Bandana.

Are you familiar with the Red Bandanas?

A little.

- Do you know how they recruited members?

They only ever chased me.

Or I killed them.

- I--I-- - The red bandana

wasn't a red bandana.

It was a bloody rag,

the kind you used to see strewn about,

the kind that people would cough themselves to death into.

Which brings us to the point of the story.

- Look up-- - I lost the baby.

Oh.

I was reading my book.

I can't find her anywhere.

Huh.

You lost the baby.

Oh, boy. Hmm.

Hmm.

Hello, Alex.

Mm-hmm. Hi.

She likes to run away.

Maybe change her diaper?

Hi.

Shh.

Anyway,

the Red Bandanas are all dead,

and tonight we're performing "The Tempest"

for the Pingtree English Department.

Weird world, huh?

You know, the last time I came to this place,

it was golf and weapons.

You know what I said when I came into this room?

I said, "This should be a theater.

"We could settle here, make art,

"be safe,

stop running."

Hi.

Hi, Alex.

How are you?

So sorry.

I was distracted.

I won't ever let it happen again.

I'll get rid of the book.

So sorry.

My name is Kirsten.

Finally, we get her name!

Alex!

Kirsten!

What happened?

They're stealing the mines.

- Back there. Kirs, what happened?

The Prophet killed Gil.

Why? Why would he kill Gil?

- He sent the kids back. They put mines on their chests.

I tried to stop it.

Kirs, your arm.

Oh.

Thanks.

He might have Alex.

- Hey, hey. I think you're in shock, okay?

We need to go back right now.

We are out here by ourselves.

There's a fire.

- Hey. - There's a fire.

Here's Dieter.

Here's S.

He's--

He's going to kill the Traveling Symphony.

You okay?

If that's the gas station,

it's the rally point for the musicians.

I'm worried about Kirsten.

Sarah too.

Go help her.

- Sarah? They're coming.

Hey.

- There's a body? - No.

I don't think there's any body left.

Here.

Try these.

Can you see?

- Does it matter? - Sarah.

Don't be ridiculous. Stay for a few more days.

It's too dangerous.

This monster's obviously nearby.

- We're gonna reconnect with our people,

find our wagons,

and move on.

- We're still missing Kirsten, Sayid, and Alex.

No, Alex isn't missing.

She's been crying all night with me.

Here she is.

She said she went for a ride, got thrown by her horse.

Kirsten's horse.

Kirsten and Sayid will

rally with us at the fork.

Like the others.

We lost someone last night.

There's no bodies, at least.

There.

They're coming here.

- Yeah, and two missing. That's us.

That means Alex is with them.

You see, everything's good, Kirs.

- Do you not see what's right behind us?

- How many Jesus dudes have we met along the way, Kirs?

- No. He's different. He-- This is my fault.

None of it is your fault.

Those kids were brainwashed. They were terrorists.

- That's not what I mean. - So what do you mean?

I did this, okay?

I stabbed him in St. Deb's.

He just didn't die.

He was in Alex's head.

Alex is not a child.

She doesn't fall in love with cult leaders.

Just don't spin out.

- Well, I'll feel better when he's dead.

Also, I don't spin out.

- You know we should wait here, right?

- Then stay here. I'll be back before nightfall.

They'll be here soon.

- Hey! Hey, guys!

Come on over! It's dry under here!

Come on!

Hey!

Come!

Come on!

Yeah!

Hey, Alex!

I knew you'd be okay!

Kirsten thought you joined a cult!

- I'm already in a cult. - Where is she?

- What happened, man? - What the fuck, Sayid?

- She went to kill that dude the Prophet, man.

Why did you let her go?

- She was just being fucking Kirsten.

God damn it, Sayid!

- Musicians will be on their way soon.

- Kirsten said she'd be back by nightfall.

You need help?

- You okay? You okay?

- Kirsten said that you had plans

to meet with the Prophet.

Yeah, I did.

But no worries, she stabbed him.

Back in St. Deborah's.

Well, did you thank her?

Because that dude uses child soldiers.

- Hello there! Hello!

Yeah, I'll be okay.

Hello there!

Hello. I'm sorry. Sorry to interrupt.

- No! - Sorry to interrupt.

But we managed to catch a performance of your orchestra

last night down the hill in Nuevo Santiago.

Who's we?

My partner and I.

Your friends are on their way

to the Museum of Civilization.

They took us up on our offer.

- Oh, fuck. - Yeah.

- We'd like, very, very, very, very, very, very,

very, very much for you to perform Shakespeare for us.

At the museum, it's comfortable.

It's warm. A place to rest.

I mean, there's silly danger.

There's so much can go wrong out here.

How's the symphony?

Vlad--Vlad complains a lot.

Yes?

- I think this is a grand idea.

- Wonderful! - Go! Go!

- Come, come, come. Follow me. Follow me.

You're kidnapping us, right?

No.

I've had enough silly danger.

This is not good.

- Kirsten'll find us. She always does.