[It's a little late to be looking like you're crazy- for him, anyway. Desmond grits his teeth, because he's thinking of the island, the end result of the freighter finding it and what happened after.
If matters continue the way they did before...]
No, I think he's right. We passed the engine room a hall or two that way. [He points behind them.] So we keep going straight... [He stops and points to a door.] Gotcha.
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If matters continue the way they did before...]
No, I think he's right. We passed the engine room a hall or two that way. [He points behind them.] So we keep going straight... [He stops and points to a door.] Gotcha.