Some of the text was taken form the orgianl transcript.
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Buffy woke up the next morning to find the sun beating down on her face. She washed up as best she could in the ocean and went to go look for Jack.
“Are you ready to go?” she asked, coming up behind him. He was packing a backpack with some supplies.
“Yeah,” he hesitated, “Are you sure you want to come?”
“Yes,” Jack is silent, “I think I’m old enough to make my own decisions.”
“I just….”
“I can take care of myself.”
“Fine,” he said, putting on the backpack. He headed towards some of the others. Buffy followed, “We're going to go out and look for the cockpit, see if we can find a transceiver to send a distress signal to help the rescue team.”
“I'll come with you. I want to help,” Charlie said.
“I don't need any more help.”
“No, its cool, I don't really feel like standing still, so,” Charlie says Jack nods, “Excellent.”
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Buffy, Jack, and Charlie are walking through the jungle. Jack is in the lead and Charlie and Buffy are walking side by side.
“So where are you from?” Charlie asked her.
“Sunnydale, California,” Buffy was going to ask him where he was from but she figured the accent gave it away, “Have we met before?”
“No, that would be unlikely. I look familiar, though, right?”
“Yeah but I don’t know where from.”
Charlie begins to sing, trying to jog her memory, “You all everybody. You all everybody. You've never heard that song?”
“Yeah, so?”
“That's us. Driveshaft. Look, the ring -- second tour of Finland. You've never heard of Driveshaft?”
“Like the band?”
“Yeah, the band.”
“You were in Driveshaft?”
“I am in Driveshaft. I play bass.”
“Seriously?”
“Yeah, Charlie. Track 3, you know, I do backing vocals.”
“Giles would freak. He loved you guys.”
“Hey,” Jack called back to them, stopping so they can catch up.
“Have you ever heard of Driveshaft?” Buffy asked.
“We’ve got to keep moving.”
That’s when the sky opened up and it began to pour.
“Hey is this normal, the whole end of the world type weather,” Charlie asked.
“I’ve see the end of the world,” Buffy said, “This isn’t it.” Charlie just laughed, thinking she was joking and the group continued to trudge through the jungle.
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It is raining on the beach as well. Everyone is running for cover. Everyone except a bald man named John Locke. He is standing in the middle of the beach, allowing the rain to be soaked into his clothes.
“Locke, what are you doing?” the tan Arab man named Sayid yelled.
“Embracing, mother nature!”
“Dude, what’s he doing out there?” Hurley asked Sayid.
“Embracing mother nature,” he replied in a mocking voice.
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The rain had stopped by the time Charlie, Buffy, and Jack had found the cockpit. The three of them climb into the cockpit. There are dead bodies inside.
“You okay?” Jack asked Buffy. He was unaware of how familiar she was with dead bodies, being the slayer and all it came with the territory.
“I’m fine,” she replied as the headed deeper into the cockpit, “So what’s this thing look like?”
“Complicated walkie-talkie.”
“I'm fine. Charlie's fine, by the way. I'm okay,” Charlie yelled to them, sarcastically.
Jack walks near the body of the pilot, when the pilot takes a breath. Jack bends down near him and Buffy comes over handing him so water.
“How many survived?” the pilot asked his voice raspy.
“At least 48. Does anything feel broken?” Jack asked, going into doctor mode.
“No, I’m a little dizzy.”
“Probably a concussion.”
“How long have we…?”
“16 hours,” Buffy replied.
“Has anyone come?”
“No,” Charlie replied, he had come over, “Not yet anyway.”
“I was afraid of that,” the pilot stated, “6 hours in. Our radio went out, no one could see us. We turned back to land in Fiji, by the time we hit turbulence we were 1000 miles off course. They're looking for us in the wrong place.”
Buffy heart dropped a little when she heard that, mentally taking away a little bit of her hope.
“Do you have a transceiver?” Jack asked.
“Yeah,” he nodded and pointed at it. Charlie grabbed it and handed it to him, “It’s not working.” He handed the transceiver to Jack, and winced.
“What’s wrong?” Jack asked as he saw the pilot slip into unconsciousness and stop breathing, “He’s not breathing.” Jack begins to give him mouth to mouth but it fails to do any good. He puts his ear to the man’s heart and then checks his pulse, “He’s dead.”
That’s when Buffy noticed the marks on the man’s neck, “Get away from him!”
“What?!” Jack said as the pilot, came back to life and grabbed him by the throat. His face was contorted into a grotesque shape. Buffy grabbed the pilot and tossed him out the front window of the cockpit, where he burned up in the sunlight.
“What the bloody hell was that?” Charlie asked.
“I don’t know,” Buffy replied, honestly. It didn’t make sense. Vampires here it just didn’t add up. Unless someone on the plane was one Buffy reasoned but they would have burned up when the plane crashed. It was too sunny for anyone to survive.
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The three come back to the beach only to find Sayid and Sawyer having a heated argument. It looks like they are ready to throw blows.
“Hey,” Buffy yelled, running over to them, “Break it up!”
“Guys, come on,” Michael yelled, holding Sayid back as Jack grabbed Sawyer.
“Tell everyone what you told me. Tell them that I crashed the plane. Go on, tell them,” Sayid yelled at Sawyer.
“Well, if the turban fits,” Sawyer sneered back.
“What is going on?!” Jack asked.
“I saw this guy during the flight, acting pretty shady and what do you know the guy who was sitting next to him didn’t make it,” Sawyer accuses as he pulls away from Jack, “Get off of me.” To Sayid, “You don't think I saw them pull you out of line before we boarded.”
Sayid breaks away from Michael and tries to take a swing at Sawyer but Buffy grabs his hand and brings it behind his back before he can, “Stop!” Sayid
complies, backing off, “We found the transceiver but it's not working. Can anybody help?”
“I can,” Sayid replied.
“Oh great let’s trust this guy with our one chance of being rescued,” Sawyer said.
“Hey, chill out man. Everyone’s just trying to help.
We’re all in this together,” Hurley said.
“Shut up, lardo,” Sawyer yelled.
“Hey!” Jack said, “Back off!”
“Whatever you say doc, you’re the freaking hero,” Sawyer said with a smirk. He walked off.
“Can you fix it?” Charlie asked Sayid, who was looking at the transceiver.
“Its dual-band military spec. Chances are the battery is good, but the radio is dead. I’ll need some time,” he replied, walking away.
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“Chain-smoking jackass,” Hurley said, sitting down next to Sayid.
“Some people have problems.”
“Yeah, you’re okay. I like you. I’m Hurley.”
“Sayid and you’re okay too.”
“How do you know all this stuff?”
“I was a militarily communications officer.”
“Cool.”
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“Is it working,” Buffy asked Sayid when he walked over to her a few hours later.
“Seems to be, except we're not picking up a signal.”
“Why are you trying to pick up a signal, aren't we trying to send one?”
“Yes, but what you want to see here is little bars. Bars would show the radio's getting reception.”
“We need the bars?”
“We could broadcast blind, hope that someone, maybe a ship somewhere picks up our distress call. But that would be a waste of the battery. It might not last for long. There is one thing we could try.”
“What?”
“Seeing if we could get a signal from high ground.”
“How high?”
“About that high,” he said, pointing to a high mountain.
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“C'mon Shannon. We're trying to clear some of the wreckage. You should come and help out. You're just being worthless over here,” a handsome guy with brown hair and piercing eyes told her. It’s her brother Boone.
“I'm being what?”
“What do you want me to say? You're sitting on your ass staring at bodies.”
“I've just been through a trauma here, okay?”
“We've all been through a trauma. The only difference is you’re the only one who hasn’t done squat to help since we got here.”
“Fine, make fun of me and my pain. You're good at it. I get it.”
“I wish I didn't have to waste my time making fun of you, Shannon but you have to admit you make it easy. “
“Screw you, like you have the slightest idea what I’m thinking.”
“I have more of an idea than you think I do.”
“No, you don't.”
“Okay, Shannon. Then what are you thinking?”
She sees Buffy and Sayid, preparing for their hike, “I'm going with them, on the hike.”
“Really?” he asked, incredulously.
“Yep. I'm going and you can’t stop me.”
“No you're not. Shannon. Shannon!”
“I'd like to come with you,” Shannon said, walking up to them.
“She's not going,” Boone stated.
“The hell I'm not. You can’t tell me what to do.”
“She’s just doing this to make me mad.”
“Shut up,” she said then turning to Buffy and Sayid, “I'm coming with you.”
“I don't know if that's such a good idea,” Buffy said. Shannon reminded her of Cordelia and she doubted she could handle a hike through the jungle.
“Excuse me, in case you haven’t noticed you’re younger than me. Who put you in charge?” she said.
After which she turned to Charlie, “You're going, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Fine, everyone can come but we’re leaving now,” Buffy said.
“You couldn't tell from that, but she's actually really nice,” Charlie whispered to Shannon.
“I'm coming too,” Sawyer said as he walked over.
“You’re coming?” Sayid said, surprised.
“Hey, I’m complex guy.”
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