Hey.
Hey.
[after a pause] Saw you on the news. Still pulling people out of burning wreckage, huh.
Old habits.
You look terrible.
[laughs] Thanks.
Why'd you call me, Jack?
[displaying the as-yet unknown obituary] I was hoping that you heard... that you would go to the funeral.
...Why would I go to the funeral?
[after a long pause] Been flying a lot.
What?
That golden pass they gave us? Been using it. Every Friday night I fly from L.A. to Tokyo... or Singapore... or Sydney. I get off... have a drink... fly home.
...why?
Because I want it to crash, Kate. I don't care about anyone else on board. Every little bump we hit, turbulence... I actually close my eyes, and I pray... I pray that I can go back.
This is not going to change...
No, I'm sick of lying. We made a mistake.
I have to go. He's going to be wondering where I am.
We were not supposed to leave.
Yes, we were. [she begins to leave and get in the car]
We have to go back, Kate. [the car pulls away] We have to go back!
[A plane takes off behind Jack as the episode ends]
