Ethan introduces himself to Jack and gives him some medicine that he *found* in the jungle.

Ethan:
You’re the doctor right.

Jack:
Yeah, that’s me.

Ethan:
Well, I heard you were rounding up the medicine, so I figured … you might want this. [Opens up suitcase]

Jack whistles.

Ethan chuckles.

Ethan:
Jackpot, right? Must have been a hypochondriac or something.

Jack:
Where’d you find this?

Ethan:
In the jungle. I’m Ethan, by the way.

Jack:
Jack

[They shake hands.]

Jack:
What?

Ethan:
Getting all this together, having a little perspective, you know. They don’t know the truth. Most of them still think we’re going to get rescued any time now.

Jack:
And you think I don’t?

Ethan:
No, I think you’re smart. And I think you’re looking at that girl [Claire] knowing that you might actually have to deliver that baby here. I know that’s what I’m thinking.

Jack:
Well it’s nice to know I’m not alone.

Ethan:
[Chuckles] You’re definitely not alone.

Jack:
If she does go into labor, at least I know I’ve got an assistant.
I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to…

Ethan:
That’s all right, don’t worry about it.
I’m glad about the medicine.

Jack:
Yeah, thank you.

Ethan:
You’re welcome.

[Ethan stands]

Ethan:
Jack, um, my wife died in childbirth. And our, uh, our baby didn’t make it either. Well, let’s hope we’re both wrong and the rescue boats our on their way right now.

Jack:
Let’s hope.