:12:00
Tell him I don't want anything.
:12:03
My mother is Emily Locke.
:12:05
Please.
:12:08
Just a minute.
:12:11
Mr. Cooper, I got John Locke here,
says he's your son.
:12:14
Yes, sir.
:12:16
Well, you can go on in, sir.
:12:28
Well...
:12:31
This is awkward.
:12:35
Thank you for seeing me, sir.
I'm... John.
:12:42
Something tells me I'm gonna
want a drink for this?
:12:45
- You want a drink?
- Yeah. All right. Great.
:12:47
- Scotch OK?
- Yeah, that's... Thanks.
:12:52
So who found who?
:12:54
- I'm sorry, sir?
- Emily. Your mother.
:12:56
Did she find you,
or did you find her?
:12:59
She found me.
:13:01
How did she look?
:13:02
- All right, I guess.
- She say anything about me?
:13:07
She said I didn't
have a father.
:13:09
That I was
immaculately conceived.
:13:15
Really?
:13:18
Well, I guess that
makes me God, huh?
:13:21
I didn't know you existed
until a year after you were born.
:13:24
She told me she wasn't gonna
have the baby, you, at all.
:13:29
She drops off the face of the planet.
She turns up asking for money,
:13:33
telling me she put you
up for adoption.
:13:35
You gonna drink that or what?
:13:40
You have a family
of your own?
:13:44
- No, sir.
- Me neither.
:13:46
I tried it a couple times.
:13:48
Didn't take.
:13:51
- Do you hunt?
- No.
:13:53
You're not an animal rights nut-job?
:13:55
No, sir.
:13:57
What are you doing this Sunday?