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window ํค + ์ข์ฐ ๋ฐฉํฅํค
๐งก ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ : ์ตํ ๊ตฌ๋ฌธ
๋ฐ ์ค : ์ ์๋ค๋ฆฌ๋ ๋ถ๋ถ
* : ๊ตต์ ๊ธ์จ ๋ถ์ฐ ์ค๋ช
, ์ฌ์ ๋ป
# : ์ฌ ์ ํ, ์ํฉ ์ ํ
# Previously on Lost
The Others are coming. You have
only three choices: run, hide, or die.
- We do have a plan.
- Yeah, go to the jungle,
get some dynamite, and blow open a hatch,
and then they're gonna hide everyone inside.
No.
Stop! Stop it!
Stop it, we can't!
Stop, don't light it!
# LOST
#
4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42.
4, 8. We're dead.
15. Doomed and dead. *์ด์ด ๋คํ, ๋ถ์ดํ
- 16. 23.
- Hurley, you OK?
Huh? Yeah. Awesome.
I just... have to pee.
Great idea, dude,
go look in the burning death hole.
What is it?
It doesn't matter what it is.
We blew the door so we could
get everyone inside the s__inks?__ so they'd be safe.
That plan is not gonna work.
We'll never get everyone down in time.
- Water.
- Shallow. Sounds like a puddle.
- 40 feet down?
- 50, tops. *์์ด ์ต๊ณ ๋ก, ์ต๋๋ก, ๊ธฐ๊ปํด์ผ
We could use the wire pulled from the fuselage,
rig up a harness... *(๋ญ๋ ์๋ ์ฌ๋ฃ๋ฅผ ๊ฐ์ง๊ณ ) ~์ ๊ธํ ๋ง๋ค๋ค
- John, we're leaving now.
- Yes. Great idea, let's do that.
- We all went through a lot to get here, Jack.
- The ladder is broken.
You're gonna lower
40 people down there one by one?
They're waiting for us to come back and
tell them what do,
- so let's forget about the harnesses. *(์ฌ๋ ๋ชธ์ ๋งค๋ ๋ง๊ตฌ ๋น์ทํ) ๋ฒจํธ[์ฉ๊ตฌ]
- Jack...
What?
Why don't we all just calm down here?
No, if you wanna go exploring in the
morning, That's fine, but tonight we're done.
I'm gonna go get the dynamite we didn't use
and we're heading back to the caves.
So how about you pack it up, John?
Sure. Of course.
OK.
Why don't you wanna go down there,
Jack?
#
Female, late twenties, no ID.
She coded twice on the way over here...
- Where's the other one?
Right behind us.
- They're on their way.
- Fire department had to use the jaws. *pl. (jaws) (๊ธฐ๊ณ·๋๊ตฌ์์ ์
๊ฐ์ด ์๊ธด) ์ฃ๋[๋ฌด๋] ๋ถ๋ถ
- What do we got here?
- Female, late twenties, auto accident.
- The hell is that thing?
A piece of the steering column.
Let's go. Keep that collar steady.
- Page my father.
Already did.
Tell me.
- Tyre blew, car jumped the divider, went hit on an SUV
- BP's dropping!
Pericardial's pierced. Was she driving? *์ฌ๋ง(ๅฟ่)[์ฌ๋ญ]์, ์ฌ์ฅ ์ฃผ์์
- Yeah. Alone.
- Where's the driver of the SUV?
Let's go.
Watch your back.
Watch your back.
Adam Rutherford, 57,
chest trauma, no breath sounds.
- Tube Mr Rutherford...
- I can't intubate, you've got to.
<i>- Dr Shephard, her BP's 80 over 60.
- His breathing's deteriorating.</i> *์
ํ๋๋ค, ๋ ๋๋น ์ง๋ค
- Let's get a move on.
- OK. I need a syringe. A big one.
- You, hold pressure.
- Five gauge.
- Pupils?
- Fixed and dilated.
Try guys.
- By carotid.
<i>88l52, no radial pulse.</i>
I know, I know. Sac's flooded. ๋๋ง์ด ๊ฐ๋ ๊ณ ์ฌ ์์ด์
- Where's that...
- Right here. Got it?
Yep.
- He's dropping, come on.
- Doctor, we're losing him!
BP's stabilizing.
Time of death. 8:15 am.
- OK. Get me a blood gas and a C spine.
- Right away, doctor.
Get her up to ICU
and keep her immobilized.
I wanna dance at my wedding.
I wanna dance at my wedding.
- Did you hear that?
- You need to take it easy, OK?
- Just relax...
- What did she say?
She said she has to dance
at her wedding.
I wanna dance.
#
OK, no one is out there.
No one is coming.
But the French woman said...
The French woman
is missing a bloody wing nut. ๊ทธ ํ๋์ค ์ฌ์๋ ๋ฏธ์ณค์ด์
*wing nut ์๋ํธ(๋๋ฆฌ๊ธฐ ์ฝ๊ฒ ๋ ๊ฐ ๋ถ๋ถ ๊ฐ์ ๊ฒ์ด ๋ถ์ด ์๋ ๋ํธ)
I mean, it was all bollocks. *๊ฐ์๋ฆฌ, ํ์๋ฆฌ
It's a ghost story.
She set the fire herself.
What?
Nothing.
#
Has anyone seen Vincent?
- The dog? Anyone seen him?
- No, I haven't.
- Has anyone seen the dog?
- No.
- Where are you going?
- I lost the damn dog.
Why'd you do that?
Why'd you light the fuse, man?
Why wouldn't I light the fuse?
Maybe because I was running
towards you, waving my arms,
yelling, "Don't do that!"
Well, you've got a point there.
I guess I was excited to get inside.
That's why we came here, isn't it?
That's why we went all the way out
to the Black Rock,
why we got the dynamite to blow the hatch.
We did it so we could get inside, Hugo.
And to save everybody's lives.
And to save everyone's lives.
Or maybe it was just our destiny.
Right, John?
Maybe.
Guys. It's the hatch door.
You'd better see this.
#
- Vincent!
- This is not a good idea.
I saw him five minutes ago.
Besides,
you are the one who said
there wasn't anyone out here.
I said we didn't see anyone.
The dog will come back on his own,
he always does.
Watching that dog was the one thing
anybody ever asked me to do.
If something happens to him...
When was the last time you slept or had
something to eat? You're exhausted.
I can't tell that kid I lost his dog
because I was exhausted.
- I'll circle around behind him.
- OK.
Vincent!
Sayid?
Sayid?
Where are you!? Sayid!
Sayid?
Walt?
Shh...
What are you doing here?
Shannon!
What is it?
What?
#
Why do you want to get down there
so bad?
"-Ly". Why do I want to get down there
so "badly"?
Jack thinks I'm crazy, doesn't he?
Why? Cause you want to drop into a
hatch that's been locked from the inside
by a foot-thick steel door
that says "Quarantine"?
Look at the bright side.
The damage is done.
Bright side.
And if Jack thinks I've lost it, *๋ฏธ์น๋ค
I can't blame him, really.
Then again, five hours ago *(๋ค๋ฅธ ๊ฐ๋ฅ์ฑ์ ๋ํ๋ด๋ฉฐ) ๊ทธ๋ ์ง ์๊ณ ๋, ๋ ํํธ์ผ๋ก๋
I was pulled into a hole
by what appeared to be
a column of black smoke.
Did you see it, Kate?
Then I guess we're both crazy.
I wonder what Jack thinks he saw.
#
You should go ahead, man. Don't want
Locke making time with your girl.
Joke, dude.
Not really in the mood, Hurley.
Really? Wow.
Usually you're like, Mr. Ha-ha.
There you go. Life's not so bad, right?
I mean, sure, the Others
are coming to like, eat us all,
and every once in a while *๊ฐ๋[์ด๋ฐ๊ธ]
someone blows up all over you,
but we do get to sleep in every morning. ์ด์จ๋ ์ฐ๋ฆฐ ๋งค์ผ ๋ฆ์ ์ ์ ์์์์
And the numbers?
- What?
- "The numbers are bad."
That's what you were yelling
right when I tackled you. *(ํญ๋ ฅ์ ์ํ์ ์ผ๋ก ๋์ค๋ ์๋๋ฐฉ๊ณผ) ๋ง๋ถ๋ค
- Yeah. It's kind of a long story.
- I've got time. *๋ ์๊ฐ์ด ์์ด
- You'll think I'm crazy.
- Try me.
A while ago, I was in this kind of psych
ward and there was this guy, Leonard.
And all the time I knew him,
all he ever said were these numbers.
"4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42".
Over and over and over again.
And they kind of got stuck in my head.
So when I got out... well, actually
a couple months after I got out,
I was buying a frozen burrito and
thought "I should play the lottery",
and I guess those numbers
were stuck in my head, so I played them.
And I won... $114 million.
That's when it started happening.
My grandpa died,
my house caught on fire,
the chicken joint that I worked at
got hit by a meteor... *์ ์ฑ, ๋ณ๋ฅ๋ณ (→shooting star)
Well, actually, a meteorite. *์ด์
OK, so, tonight, I see the same
freaking numbers on that hatch thing. *็พ ๊ธ๊ธฐ์ด ์์ด ๋น์ด๋จน์(fucking ๋์ ์ ์ฐ๋ ์์ค)
Just written on the side.
And that's why I tried to stop it,
because that thing is cursed, man.
You were in a psych ward?
- I'm not crazy.
- I'm not saying you are.
- So, what, that's it? That's all?
- What do you want me to say?
- How about you believe me, man?
- Hurley, they're numbers.
What's that thing where doctors make you
feel better just by talking to you?
- Bedside manner. *(์์ฌ ๋ฑ์ด) ํ์๋ฅผ ๋ํ๋ ํ๋
- Yeah, that.
Yours sucks, dude.
#
What happened to him?
Just try to relax, OK?
The car that I hit.
The other driver was older...
He died in the ER.
I can't feel anything.
I know.
What's happened to me?
You have a fracture dislocation
of your thoracic lumbar spine, *thoracic ๊ฐ์ด[ํ๋ถ]์ *lumbar ์์ถ์
with multiple crushed vertebrae. *๋ฑ๊ณจ๋ผ, ์ฒ์ถ๊ณจ
Your back is broken.
Your spleen is ruptured *spleen ๋น์ฅ *rupture (์ธ์ฒด์ ์ฅ๊ธฐ๋ฅผ[๊ฐ]) ํ์ด์ํค๋ค[๋๋ค]
and bleeding into your abdomen
and that has to be stopped.
I'm gonna perform surgery
and repair as much damage as possible,
but even the most optimistic result puts
the likelihood of retaining any feeling *likelihood (์ด๋ค ์ผ์ด ์์) ๊ณต์ฐ[๊ฐ๋ฅ์ฑ] (=probability)
*retain (๊ณ์) ์ ์ง[๋ณด์ ]ํ๋ค (=preserve)
or mobility anywhere
below the waist at...
extremely unlikely.
Dr. Shephard, may I have a word, please?
- So, what'd I do wrong?
- You did something wrong?
- You're frowning.
- My face is always this way.
Dad, hey, come on, let's hear it.
You might want to try handing out
some hope every once in a while?
Even if there's
a 99 percent probability
that they're utterly hopelessly screwed,
folks are much more inclined *(~์) ํ๊ณ ์ถ์, (๋ง์์ด) ๋ดํค๋
to hear that one percent chance
that things are gonna be OK.
Her spine is crushed.
I tell her that everything's
gonna be OK, that's false hope, Dad.
Maybe. Maybe.
But it's still hope.
<i>X- ray to the ER.</i>
<i>X- ray to the ER.</i>
#
I know what I saw!
It was him. It was Walt.
- Please lower your voice.
You're upsetting the rest.
- I heard the whispers.
- Where?
- Everywhere.
- What whispers? Who?
- I don't know! "Them".
- Do you think something happened to the raft?
- Nothing happened to the raft.
- Walt was with your husband, Sawyer...
- Sayid, I know what I saw!
They're back.
#
Locke found a...
...hatch in the ground
about a half mile from here.
We left to blow it open
so that we could hide inside.
So all of us could hide inside
in case...
But that doesn't matter now,
because it's not gonna work,
there's no way for all of us
to get down in there tonight.
Jack, where's Dr. Arzt?
- He didn't make it.
- What?
- Oh, my God.
- Did you see them?
- Did you see the Others?
- Hey! Shannon! There are no "Others".
- We've already had this conversation.
- What the hell did you know that?
It's just because
you didn't see anything.
You don't know! You don't know!
Hey!
Everything's going to be OK.
Let's just... let's take it easy.
We're gonna be all right.
We're gonna stay here tonight, OK?
Together.
We've still got four guns.
We'll put lookouts at all the entrances. *lookout ๋ง๋ณด๋ ์ฌ๋
We're all gonna be safe
as long as we stay together.
The sun comes up in three hours,
and we are all gonna be here
to see that happen.
I promise.
- John. What are you doing?
- I'm getting some cable.
What for?
It's for the hatch. I'm going in.
You think that's the smartest thing
to do right now, John?
I doubt it. In fact, you're right.
Safest thing is to stay here.
Wait for morning.
Wait for these "Others",
to see if they ever show up.
Wait for the brave folks on the raft
to bring help.
But me? I'm tired of waiting.
#
So, do you believe it?
Believe what?
That everything's gonna be OK.
Yeah. I do.
Kind of unlike you.
The whole glass-half-full thing.
There's a glass?
You did a good thing.
Saying what you said.
Taking care of everybody. And just
giving them something to count on.
If you weren't here, Jack...
I'm going to the hatch.
I understand why you can't go. I mean,
they need you here, I get it. I do.
But Locke's going into that thing
whether you like it or not.
And if he falls and breaks his neck...
Live together, die alone, right?
Right.
#
Your fiancé was seriously injured.
It could take as long as ten,
maybe twelve hours.
I won't know how extensive the damage is
until I get inside.
She was going for a dress fitting
and to look at tablecloths.
When is it? The wedding?
It's eight months. 8๊ฐ์ ํ์์
Well, I'm sure Sarah will have recovered
by then, if...
"Recovered?" What does that mean?
There will be ongoing physical therapy,
- but if she works really hard...
- Will we be able to...
you know... make love?
You need to know that there is a chance
Sarah might very well need professional
care for the rest of her life.
What, like, she won't be able
to go to the bathroom by herself?
#
Come here.
Come here.
I want to tell you a little secret.
Come on.
Closer.
It's OK.
I know I'm not gonna be dancing anymore.
I can still roll around at my wedding. ๊ทธ๋๋ ๊ฒฐํผ์์์ ํ ์ฒด์ด๋ฅผ ํ๊ณ ๋๊ฑฐ์์
You're invited, OK?
I'm going to fix you.
#
Expected to find you
halfway down there by now. ๋ฐ ์ฏค์ ๋ด๋ ค๊ฐ์
จ์๊ฑฐ๋ผ ์๊ฐํ๋๋ฐ์
I was waiting for you.
- So you want me to go down first?
- Well, you're lighter.
I can belay you down *์ ๋ฌธ ์ฉ์ด (๋จ๋จํ) ์์ผ์ ๋งค๋ค
and bring you back up just as easy.
Shaft might get *(๋ณดํต ๊ฑด๋ฌผ์งํ์) ์์ง ํต๋ก, ์๊ฐฑ
narrower down there, too.
You left out the part where you just
wanna see if I get eaten by something.
Yeah, well. That too.
- Not too tight?
- I've got it.
OK.
Wait.
What do I say if need to stop?
"Stop."
Right. OK. Let's go.
Kate! Are you all right?
Yeah.
I dropped the light.
Maybe we should...
Well, OK, then.
One.
Two.
Three.
Four.
Oh god,
Stop!
What is it?
John! I think there's something down...
Kate, are you all right?
Kate! Kate!
#
You're kidding, right?
You're going back?
- Yeah.
- What about all that stuff you said
about waiting until morning
and watching the sun rise?
I changed my mind.
#
Kate!
Locke!
#
Damn it!
- You all right, brother?
- I'm fine. I'm fine.
Take it easy, keep the weight off. ์ฒด์ค์ ์ฃ์ง ๋ง์์
Here, let me look.
Does this hurt?
Well, you haven't sprained it, then.
Don't fancy your chances *fancy ์ํ๋ค, …ํ๊ณ ์ถ๋ค (=feel like)
of catching me up tonight, though.
- I wasn't trying to catch up.
- Oh, aye, 'course you weren't.
- What do you know about sprains anyway?
- I was almost a doctor, once.
Small world.
You're a doctor, then?
- So what's your excuse?
- Excuse?
For running
like the Devil's chasing you?
My excuse: I'm training.
- Training for what?
- For a race around the world.
Impressive, I know.
So your excuse better be good, brother.
Just trying to work a few things out. *~์ ํด๊ฒฐํ๋ค[(๋ต์) ์์๋ด๋ค] (=solve)
A girl, right?
- A patient.
- Ah, but, a girl patient.
What's her name?
- Her name's Sarah.
- What'd you do to her, then?
Do to her?
You must have done something worthy
of this self-flagellation. *์ฑ์ฐ์ง, ํํ(็ฌๅ)
I told her...
I made a promise I couldn't keep.
I told her I'd fix her and I couldn't.
I failed.
Well, right.
Just one thing...
What if you did fix her?
- I didn't.
- But what if you did?
You don't know
what you're talking about, man.
I don't? Why not?
Because with her situation,
that would be a miracle, "brother".
And you don't believe in miracles.
Right. Well, then.
I'm gonna give you some advice, anyway.
You have to lift it up.
Lift it up?
Your ankle. You got to keep it elevated.
It's been nice chatting...
- Jack.
- Jack, I'm Desmond.
Well, good luck, brother.
See you in another life, yeah?
#
I wouldn't do that.
Where's Kate?
What the hell's...
#
Am I alive?
Yeah. Yeah, you're alive.
You smell.
- Well, thank you.
- Wow. You really smell.
Yeah, I went for a run.
You smell like you ran far.
Well, I showered.
I guess I just didn't cool...
I wanted to get back down here
and check on you and...
<i>It was a tour de stade.</i> *stade ์คํ๋์, ๊ฒฝ๊ธฐ์ฅ
What?
When you run all the steps in every
section of a stadium. Up and down.
Why would you do that?
I'm intense. *intense ์ด์ ์ ์ธ, ์ง์งํ (→intensive)
- Did you finish?
- No, I hurt my ankle.
That sucks for you.
Is Kevin here? My fiancé?
I didn't see him.
- I'm sure he'll be back in a little...
- Yeah, yeah. Yeah, absolutely.
Are you gonna tell me how it went?
Sarah, the...
the damage to your back was extensive.
I did everything that I could,
but your spinal column, I just...
I couldn't repair it.
You're going to be paralysed from the
waist down for the rest of your life.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, Sarah.
You're yanking my chain, right? *๋ฏธ·๊ตฌ์ด ๋๋ฆฌ๋ค, ์กฐ๋กฑํ๋ค
No.
Then how come I can wiggle my toes?
Can you feel this?
Yes.
- Can you feel this?
- Yes.
- This?
- Yes.
- This?
- Yes.
#
Move and I kill him.
Put the gun down.
- Where's Kate?
- Jack, it's OK...
- I said, drop it!
- Where's Kate?
- She's fine. Just put down...
- I'm not putting down anything!
Do you want him to die? Put it down.
Is this what you were talking about,
Locke?
Is this your "destiny"?
- "All roads lead here?"
- Jack, calm down.
Lower your gun, or I'll blow
his damned head off, brother!
You?