Lost, Season Five

[Flashback to Hurley being released from prison following the events of 'The Lie.' He exits the prison and heads out to a taxi opening the door]

Hurley:
Sorry, I didn't see it was taken, dude.

Jacob:
Actually, I'm only going a few blocks, if you want to share...?

Hurley:
Cool. You sure?

Jacob:
Come on in.

[Hurley gets into the taxi and sits on the backseat next to Jacob. As the taxi starts to move off, Hurley opens a package of Fruit Roll-Ups and offers some of it to Jacob]

Hurley:
You want some? It's cherry.

Jacob:
No, thanks.

Hurley:
So what were you in for?

Jacob:
Excuse me?

Hurley:
Jail? I was there because I shot three guys... well, I didn't really. I guess they figured it out. What about you?

Jacob:
I wasn't in jail.

Hurley:
Then what were you doing sitting outside the prison in a cab?

Jacob:
I was waiting for you, Hugo.

[Jacob smiles at Hurley, who looks unnerved]

Hurley:
Oh?! [Pause] Then you must be dead.

Jacob:
I'm definitely not dead.

Hurley:
Then what do you want from me?

Jacob:
I want to know why you won't go back to the island.

[Another long pause]

Hurley:
Because I am cursed.

Jacob:
Is that so?

Hurley:
Uh-huh. That's why the plane crashed, my friends died: Libby, Charlie. And now they visit me and I can't make it stop.

Jacob:
What if you weren't cursed? What if you were blessed?

Hurley:
How do you mean 'blessed'?

Jacob:
Well you get to talk to the people you've lost, seems like a pretty wonderful thing to me.

Hurley:
Sure it's wonderful apart from the part where I'm crazy.

Jacob:
I got some news for you, Hugo, and you're just going to have to take my word on this. You are not crazy.

[Hurley looks nervous and confused]

Hurley:
Who are you, dude?

Jacob [to taxi driver]:
I'm just up here on the left.

[The taxi stops. Jacob once again turns to Hurley]

Jacob:
Ajira Airways Flight 316 out of LAX leaves in 24 hours. All you have to do is be on that plane. It's your choice, Hugo. You don't have to do anything you don't want to.

[Jacob touches Hurley on the shoulder and exits the taxi leaving a guitar case next to Hurley]

Hurley:
Wait! You forgot your guitar!

[Jacob peers back into the taxi answers Hurley and then leaves]

Jacob:
It's not my guitar.