Lost
2004
Charlie: I heard you yelling. I heard you yelling, "Jack." I'm Charlie, by the way.
Charlie: Don't worry, I'm fine. Charlie's fine by the way.
Charlie: It's French! The French are coming! I've never been so happy to hear the French!
Jack: You can do this, I'm telling you... If you don't mind.
Kate: You don't seem afraid at all. I don't understand that.
Charlie: That was weird, right?
Locke: (explaining why he wanted to let the island monster drag him off) I believe that I was being tested. Jack: Tested? Locke: Yeah, tested. I think... that's why you and I don't see eye-to-eye sometimes, Jack because you're a man of science. Jack: Yeah, and what does that make you? Locke: Me, well, I'm a man of faith. Do you really think all this... is an accident? That we, a group of strangers survived, many of us with just superficial injuries? Do you think we crashed on this place by coincidence, especially this place? We were brought here for a purpose, for a reason, all of us. Each one of us was brought here for a reason. Jack: Brought here? And who brought us here, John? Locke: The island. The island brought us here. This is no ordinary place, you've seen that, I know you have. But the island chose you, too, Jack. It's destiny. Jack: Did you talk with Boone about destiny, John? Locke: Boone was a sacrifice that the island demanded. What happened to him at that plane was a part of a chain of events that led us here that led us down a path, that led you and me to this day, to right now. Jack: And where does that path end, John? Locke: The path ends at the hatch. The hatch, Jack all of it. All of it happened so that we could open the hatch. Jack: No, no, we're opening the hatch so that we can survive. Locke: Survival is all relative, Jack. Jack: I don't believe in destiny. Locke: (pause) Yes, you do. You just don't know it yet.
Jason - Shooter: Do I know you? Ana-Lucia Cortez: (coldly) I was pregnant. (shoots Jason several times with her service weapon)
Sayid: (to Ana-Lucia, who has just handed over her pistol to him) What would be the point in killing you, if we are both already dead?
Jin Kwon: Have a cluckity-cluck-cluck day.
Hurley: I *do* exercise. Carmen Reyes: Falling down is not exercise.
Desmond: Are you him?
Jack: (finding Kate in the wilderness looking for food) Please tell me you found a coffee bar.
Michael: You're wasting your time, man. If you pick the lock on a Halliburton, I'll put you on my back and fly us to L.A. Sawyer: You better find yourself a runway, daddy, 'cause there ain't a lock I can't pick.
Hurley: (Jack is concerned about Hurley showing Rose the bunker) She's cool, she won't tell anyone. Rose: Honey, I don't even know what I would say.
(during a counseling course) Locke: Francine feels a little too much if you ask me. You all do. I mean, seriously... "So-and-so never called me back, my mother stole thirty dollars from me" - I never even knew who my parents *were*. A couple years ago my birth mother found me and she told me - I was 'special'. And through her I met my real father - great news, right? Well, he pretended to love me just long enough to steal my kidney because he had to have a transplant! And then he dropped me back in the world like a piece of trash just like he did on the day I was born. (shouts) You want your damn thirty dollars back? I want my kidney back!
Jin Kwon: Everything is about to change.
Charlie: (singing to baby Turnip Head) Incey Wincey Spider climbed up the water spout. Down came the rain and drowned the spider out! Hurley: Dude, it's washed. Washed the spider out. Unless it's some British version. Charlie: Oh. Down came the rain and washed the spider out!
Jin Kwon: Have a cluckity-cluck-cluck day!
Locke: Hey, hey, don't you walk away from me. You don't know who you're dealing with! Don't ever tell me what I can't do, ever! This is destiny. This is destiny. This is... This is my destiny. This... I'm supposed to do this, dammit! Don't tell me what I can't do!
Hurley: Okay, that thing in the woods, maybe it's a monster, maybe it's a pissed off giraffe, I don't know! The fact that no-one is even looking for us, yeah, that's weird, but I just go along with it because I'm along for the ride, good old fun time Hurley! Well guess what? Now, I want some friggin' answers!
Sawyer: (talking with Jack's father in a bar in Australia) What'd you handle back in the States? Dr Christian Shephard: I was a Chief of Surgery. Sawyer: Was? Dr Christian Shephard: Yeah, was. Sawyer: But we're in hell, huh? Dr Christian Shephard: Don't let the air conditioning fool you, son. You are here, too. You are suffering. But, don't beat yourself up about it. It's fate. Some people are just supposed to suffer. That's why the Red Sox will never win the damn series. I have a son who's about your age. He's not like me. He does what's in his heart. He's a good man maybe a great one. Right now, he thinks that I hate him. He thinks I feel betrayed by him. But what I really feel is gratitude and pride because of what he did to me. What he did for me. It took more courage than I have. There's a pay phone over here. I could pick it up and I could call my son. I could tell him about all this. I could tell him that I love him. One simple phone call and I could fix everything. Sawyer: Why don't you? Dr Christian Shephard: Because I am weak.
Sawyer: Son of a bitch. (when he realizes he still really *is* on the island and Kate wasn't lying)
(text appears on the monitor) Monitor: Hello? Michael: (typing) Hello? Monitor: Who is this? Michael: (typing) This is Michael. Who is this? Monitor: Dad?
Jack: That's why the Sox will never win the series. Sawyer: (recognizing when Jack's father said that to him) What's that? What'd you just say? Jack: I said that's why the Red Sox will never win the series. Sawyer: What the hell is that supposed to mean? Jack: Its just something my father used to say going through life knowing that people hated him. Instead of taking responsibility for it, he just put it on fate. Said he was made that way. Sawyer: (shaken up) Your daddy, he a doctor, too? Jack: Was. He's dead. Why do you want to know about my father? Sawyer: (long pause) No reason.
Sawyer: By the time you get back we'll be in the water. Guess this is pretty much goodbye, then. Jack: Yeah, I guess it is. Good luck, Sawyer. Sawyer: (pause) Jack! About a week before we all got on the plane I got to talking to this man in a bar in Sydney. He was American, too. A doctor. I've been on some benders in my time, but this guy he was going for an all time record. It turns out this guy has a son his son's a doctor, too. They had some kind of big time falling out. The guy knew it was his fault even though his son was back in the States thinking the same damn thing. Jack: (starts to recognize who Sawyer's talking about) Sawyer: See, kids are like dogs, you knock them around enough they'll think they did something to deserve it. Anyway, there's a pay phone in this bar. And this guy, Christian... tells me he wishes he had the stones to pick up the phone, call his kid, tell him he's sorry, that he's a better doctor than he'll ever be he's proud and he loves him. I had to take off, but something tells me he never got around to making that call. Small world, huh? Jack: (holding back tears) Yeah... Sawyer: Good luck, Jack.
Dr Christian Shephard: (to a young Jack) I had a boy on my table today. I don't know, maybe a year younger than you. He had a bad heart. It got real hairy, real fast. And everybody's looking at your old man to make decisions. And I was able to make those decisions because at the end of the day, after the boy died, I was able to wash my hands and come home to dinner. You know, watch a little Carol Burnett, laugh till my sides hurt. And how can I do that, hmm? I mean even when I fail, how do I do that, Jack? Because I have what it takes. Don't choose, Jack, don't decide. You don't want to be a hero. You don't want to try and save everyone because when you fail... you just don't have what it takes.
Jack: Are you in contact with the people that made it... the film? Are you in contact with anyone? Desmond: (trying to fix his computer) Do you think I'd be here if I was? Jack: How is it that you didn't know about the crash? About us? Desmond: I push this button every 108 minutes. I don't get out much. Jack: So, these replacements? Desmond: Kelvin died waiting for his replacements. Jack: So you don't get out, you don't see anyone. Where does your food come from? You really think this is happening. Desmond: Why wouldn't it be? Jack: It says quarantine on the inside of the hatch to keep you down here. To keep you scared. But you know what? We've been up there for over 40 days and no one's gotten sick. You think that this is the only part of it that's true? Do you ever think that maybe they put you down here to push a button every 100 minutes just to see if you would? That all of this, the computer, the button, it's just a mind game? An experiment?! Desmond: Every... single... day. And for all our sakes, I hope it's not real. But the film says this is an electromagnetic station. And I don't know about you, brother, but every time I walk past that concrete wall out there, my fillings hurt.
Locke: (trying to convince Jack to push the button in the hatch) You saw the film, Jack. This is a... this is a two person job, at least. Sayid: This argument is irrelevant. (goes to push the button) Locke: Sayid, don't. Jack: Don't. It's not real. Look, you want to push the button, you do it yourself. Locke: If it's not real, then what are you doing here, Jack? Why did you come back? Why do you find it so hard to believe?! Jack: Why do you find it so easy? Locke: It's never been easy! Kate: Maybe you should just do it. Jack: No... (less convinced) It's a button. Locke: (pleading) I can't do this alone, Jack... I don't want to. (echoing the word of his former girlfriend) It's a leap of faith, Jack.
Sayid: (after he has tortured Sawyer) I can't stay here. Kate: What? Sayid: I'm leaving. I don't know for how long. Kate: Sayid, you can't... we still don't know what's out there. Sayid: I've worse things to fear than what's in the jungle. What I did today... what I almost did... I swore to do never again. If I can't keep that promise, I have no right to be here. Kate: There's nowhere to go. Sayid: Someone has to walk the shore and map the island, see what else there is. I can't think of a better person to do it than the only one I trust.
Charlie: (sees Claire writing in her diary) Dear Diary, still on this bloody island. Today I swallowed a bug. Love, Claire.
Kate: I can take care of myself Sawyer: Yeah, real good care... (shouts) Me Kate. Me throw rock.
Charlie: Kate, there's a certain gargantuan quality about this thing!
Charlie: You couldn't tell from that but she's actually very nice!
Locke: You're having a bad month.
Kate: No girl's just like me.
Charlie: Well aren't you the pessimist?
Sayid: Basic photography - point and shoot. Satellites can shoot but they must be told where to point. Charlie: Oh... bollocks.
Sayid: Hope is a very dangerous thing to lose.
Charlie: (as a rainstorm pours down around them) Guys, is this normal? Day turning into night? You know? End of the world type weather? Is this... Guys?
Nadia: (written on back of photograph) You'll find me in the next life, if not this one.
Charlie: If I can kick drugs, I can deliver a baby.
Charlie: You guys are done verbally copulating, we should get a move on. There's a whole beach of people waiting for us to get some drinking water for them, and the great white hunter's getting restless. Jack: Okay, let's do this. Kate: Hey Charlie, ask Jack about his tattoos. Charlie: (sarcastic) Oh, you guys have an inside joke. How absolutely wonderful for you both.
Charlie: (standing on the beehive) This is the most crap idea ever. It's never gonna work. Locke: Now, pull yourself together, son. Charlie: It wouldn't be an irrational fear of bees if I could just pull myself together, would it?
Charlie: (hands Kate her shirt) Oh, and uh, someone left this. Kate: It was... um... it was full of bees. Charlie: I would've thought Cs, actually.
Locke: Our very own Adam and Eve.
Charlie: (referring to the psychic possibly knowing about the crash) Maybe he knew Claire... I mean, if he had the gift, which I believe some people do, maybe he knew. Claire: There was no couple in L.A... He knew... He knew the plane was going to crash...
Charlie: (as Jack fiddles with the transceiver) Anything? Jack: (with a slight chuckle) You keep asking if there's anything. Charlie: Pardon me for appearing desperate, but before the pilot was (shouts) ripped from the cockpit, (normal voice) he did say that no-one's going to find us unless we get that transceiver working. So... is there anything?
Charlie: (to the pregnant Claire) So your husband, was he on the flight? Claire: Oh, no, I'm not married. Charlie: Oh. Claire: I know, how modern of me. Charlie: Well, who needs men, right? Bloody useless.
(repeated line) Locke: Don't tell me what I can't do.
Ana-Lucia Cortez: All right then, genius, which way would you go? Sawyer: Hey, I'm with you. Just sit tight and wait for Mr Eko to show up and guide us. Ana-Lucia Cortez: If your friend didn't run off, Eko would still be here now, wouldn't he? You sure didn't have any problem leaving him behind, though. Sawyer: Michael only cares about himself and his kid. Neither's got squat to do with me. (Michael shows up) Michael: Glad you feel that way. Sawyer: I didn't expect to see you again.
(talking about the gun) Shannon: You need to carry that all the time? Sayid: I only carry it because I have someone to protect.
Libby: Let me just take a look at your shoulder. Sawyer: What are you a doctor? Libby: A clinical psychologist. Sawyer: You're a shrink. Maybe you ought to talk to my shoulder. Libby: How'd you get shot anyway? Sawyer: With a gun.
Mr Eko: We have to cut inland. Ana-Lucia Cortez: What? Into the jungle? They said their people were on the beach. If we keep walking - Mr Eko: The beach curves into a peninsula up ahead. May not be passible. Ana-Lucia Cortez: May not? Mr Eko: May not. Ana-Lucia Cortez: You're doing this to get the cowboy back faster, aren't you? You would risk our lives to save him? Mr Eko: It's the only way I know. Ana-Lucia Cortez: I liked you better when you weren't talking.
Charlie: She's got a bit to learn about being a mom. Responsibility, y'know. Locke: Hmm. Now that's an interesting thing to say for a heroin addict. Charlie: Recovering addict.
(Sawyer's just fainted and Michael runs to check on him) Michael: Hey, Sawyer! You okay? Sawyer: (faintly) I would've left you behind. Michael: Shut up man, don't try that. Sawyer: (even fainter) I did leave you behind. Michael: Yeah well, good thing I ain't you.
(after Sawyer passed out) Libby: Maybe if we just rest a little while he'll regain consciousness. Ana-Lucia Cortez: Rest? Here? Do you remember what happened to us? What they did to us? You remember Goodwin? Libby: (pause) Ana's right. Maybe we should just push on. Michael: Hey! You know what? I don't remember Goodwin! I'm really sorry about what happened to him, but I don't care!
Ana-Lucia Cortez: What? You're talking now? Mr Eko: It has been forty days. Ana-Lucia Cortez: You waited forty days to talk? Mr Eko: You waited forty days to cry.
Goodwin: (about Nathan) We should let him go. We're not savages. Ana-Lucia Cortez: If I was a savage, I would have already cut his finger off.
Boone: We're the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815. Bernard: (hesitates) *We're* the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815.
(Shannon falls) Sayid: Are you okay? Shannon: Do not help me up! Sayid: Let's go back. Shannon: Why don't you believe me? I need you to believe in me. Sayid: I do believe in you. Shannon: You don't! No-one does. They think that I'm some kind of joke. They think I'm worthless. Sayid: Shannon you are not worthless. Shannon: You say that now, but you don't... You're just gonna leave me. I know as soon as we get out of here you're just going to leave me. Sayid: I will never leave you. I love you. I believe you. Shannon: You do? Sayid: I do.
Kate: (Sawyer's chopping wood) What do you want? Sawyer: 'Scuse me? Kate: What do you want, Sawyer? Sawyer: Freckles, I got so many answers to that question, I wouldn't even know where to start. Kate: What do you want for the inhalers? Sawyer: Ah - good question. (goes back to chopping wood) Hang on a tick. What do I want?... Kiss oughta do it. Kate: What? Sawyer: A kiss. From you, right now. Kate: I don't buy it. Sawyer: Buy what? Kate: The act. You try too hard, Sawyer. I ask you to help a woman who can't breathe, and you want me to kiss you? Nobody's that disgusting... I've seen you, ya know. Sawyer: Seen me what? Kate: With that piece of paper. The one you keep in your pocket. Seen the expression on your face when you read it. How carefully you fold it up. Means something to you. So you can play games all you want. But I know there's a human being in there somewhere. Give me the medication.
Kate: (walking up behind Sawyer who is tracking a boar) It's a foot print. Based on the weight and the distance between strides, I'd say you've been following Boone for about an hour. Sawyer: Look... Kate: It could be Charlie, I suppose. Sawyer: I'm tickled you're taking such an interest in my affairs. I really am. So don't take it personal when I tell you... Kate: I want carte blanche. Sawyer: What? Kate: It's simple. You can't track that boar without my help. Over the last few hours you have managed to follow the tracks of humans, birds, a rock slide, yourself, basically everything except boar. You have no idea what you're doing.
Claire: (looking at the scratch on Danielle's arm, remembering fighting her in her sleep) When did I do that to you?
(on the raft; Walt is asleep) Sawyer: Know what I like about you, Mike? You got the patience of a saint. Michael: Yeah? Why you say that? Sawyer: I've seen the way he talks to you. The way he runs around, does whatever the hell he wants. I'd have shown him the back of my hand a long time ago. Michael: You would, huh? Sawyer: Hell of a lot cheaper than a shrink. Michael: Is that what your father did to you? Show you the back of his hand? Sawyer: My daddy never got a chance to beat me. He shot himself when I was eight. Michael: (after a pause) That why you want to die, man? Sawyer: What? Michael: Since the day you told me you wanted on this raft, I couldn't figure it out. Why does a guy who only cares about himself want to risk his life to save everyone else? Yeah... way I see it, there's only two choices. You're either a hero, or you want to die. Sawyer: (gruffly) Well... I ain't no hero, Mike.
Mr Eko: Im a big black joke, and your friend there is just white meat
Locke: (to Sayid) Okay, I'll tell you something you *don't* know. Sayid: Please do. Locke: The first week after the crash, there was a cave-in. Jack was trapped. Do you remember that? Sayid: Of course. Locke: You, Kate and Sawyer went out into the jungle to triangulate a signal. Sayid: (suddenly worried) Yes. Locke: You were hit from behind, knocked unconscious. When you woke up, the transceiver, your equipment was destroyed. (long pause as both men look at each other and Sayid realizes what Locke is telling him) That was me.
Sun Kwon: I don't think I've ever seen you angry. Locke: (chuckles) Oh, I used to get angry - all the time, frustrated, too. Sun Kwon: You're not frustrated any more? Locke: I'm not lost any more. Sun Kwon: How did you do that? Locke: The same way anything lost gets found - I stopped looking.
Sawyer: I saw a guy lying there with an ankle holster. So I took the gun. Thought it might come in handy. And guess what? (shouts) I just shot a bear!
Sawyer: Who are they? Michael: Don't worry, they're cool. They believe that we were on the flight too. Sawyer: Well, now... we can sue Oceanic together, can't we!
Sawyer: Howdy, boys. Thanks for the rescue. Michael: Everything's cool. We had a talk and they believe we were on the plane, too. Sawyer: Swell, I guess we can all sue Oceanic together.
Charlie: What separates us from these savage yanks if we cannot drink tea?
Sawyer: (about the survivors of plane's tail-end) I think they're gonna eat us.
Hurley: (about The Vault) Why did you do that? Locke: Why wouldn't I do that? Hurley: Maybe because I was running after you, flailing my arms, yelling "Don't Do That".
Sawyer: (after pulling the bullet out of his arm) You got a band-aid?
Mr Artz: And then my third wife, she says - get this - she says, "I didn't sign up for this". Now you tell me, what the hell is that even supposed to mean? (Hurley doesn't reply) What, am I boring you? Hurley: Huh? Mr Artz: You know what? I'm sorry. I'm sorry I'm not cool enough to be part of your merry little band of adventurers. Hurley: What? Mr Artz: I know a clique when I see it. I teach high school, pally! You know, you people think you're the only ones on this island doing anything of value. Well, I've got news for you. There were forty other survivors of this plane crash and we are all people, too. Hurley: Okaaaaay...
Jack: (after Locke threw a knife into a seat, narrowly missing Sawyer) You must be either a very good aim... (looks back at knife & Sawyer) ... or a very bad aim.
Mr Artz: (to Hurley) And some of us have actually lost weight while we were here. Now, would mind telling me where you're hiding the carbs because I can't figure.
Kate: (about the boar that Sawyer thinks has a vendetta against him) Maybe it's got your scent, doesn't like your cologne. Sawyer: I don't wear cologne. Kate: Yes, you do. Sawyer: Yeah, well...
(Sawyer has been complaining about headaches; Jack is examining him, and Kate is watching) Jack: Have you ever had sex with a prostitute? Sawyer: What's that got to do with anything? Jack: Is that a yes? Sawyer: (begrudgingly) Yes. Jack: Have you ever contracted a sexually transmitted disease? (Sawyer glares at him) Jack: I'll take that as another yes. When was the last outbreak? Sawyer: Go to hell, doc. (leaves) Kate: I know he deserved it, but ... Jack: He needs glasses.
Jack: Stand up. Sawyer: Why, you wanna see who's taller?
Jack: You picking up a little Korean there, Michael? Michael: Yeah, I'm pretty sure I know how to say "faster" and "idiot".
Sawyer: (talking about Ethan) Ever think he might have lied about his name? Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: It's stupid to lie about your name.
Jack: (needs blood for transfusion for Boone, but Charlie only found out four) You only asked four people? Charlie: I asked everyone. No one knows their blood type! *I* don't know my bloody blood type!
Hurley: Dude, what d'you want from me? Charlie: What do I want? I want to know what we're doing in the middle of nowhere! And don't tell me it's because of some stinking batteries. One minute you're happy-go-lucky, good-time Hurley, the next you're Colonel bloody Kurtz!
Kate: (Sawyer has said he will only tell Kate where the asthma medicine is) So I'm here. Where is it? Sawyer: Happy to tell you - soon as I get that kiss. Kate: What? Are you serious? Sawyer: Baby, I am tied to a tree in a jungle of mystery. I just been tortured by a damned spinal surgeon and a genuine Iraqi. 'Course I'm serious. You're just not seeing the big picture here, Freckles. You really gonna let that girl suffocate 'cause you can't bring yourself to give me one little kiss? Hell, it's only first base. Lucky for you I ain't greedy. Kate: ... OK.
Charlie: I know food is scarce, but your shirt?
Dr Christian Shephard: You know why they call Australia the place down under? Because it's the closest you can get to hell without getting burned.
Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: Hey, you owe me $20,000. Hurley: You'll get it.
Sawyer: (after offering Claire some fish) She likes me.
Boone: Theresa fell down the stairs. Theresa fell up the stairs. Theresa fell down the stairs. Theresa fell up the stairs. Theresa fell down the stairs...
Sawyer: My uncle died of a brain tumor. Does that run in the family? Jack: What kind of tumor was it? Sawyer: The kind that kills you.
Hurley: (to Sawyer, commenting on his glasses) Dude! Looks like someone steamrolled Harry Potter!
Jack: (to Kate about Sawyer) All I'm going to get out of him is a snappy one-liner and if I'm real lucky, a brand new nickname.
Boone: (to Locke) John? You been using that wacky paste stuff that made me think my sister got eaten?
Boone: (his last words) Tell Shannon? tell Shannon?
Locke: (in front of an unopenable hatch) I did everything you wanted me to! Why did you do this to me! (a light shines through a window in the hatch)
Kate: Somebody's in there. Jack: Sawyer. Sawyer: Right behind ya, jackass.
Charlie: Guys, where are we?
Boone: I'm all messed up inside... you know it. Jack: This is our best chance. Boone: There is no chance... really. I mean, look where we are. Jack: I'm not going to let you give up Boone: I know you made a promise, but I?m letting you off the hook. Let me go, Jack
Charlie: Does anyone have any sunblock?
Kate: Does anyone know how to use a gun? Charlie: I think you just pull the trigger.
Sawyer: Guess what? I JUST SHOT A BEAR!
Sawyer: (after being asked why he took the gun) I thought it would come in handy, and guess what, I just shot a *bear*!
Hurley: 4,8,15,16,23,42,4,8,Were dead. 4,8,15, Were doomed and Dead. 4,8,15... Kate: Hurley are you ok? Hurley: Hu? Oh, ya, awsome. I just, um, have to pee.
Hurley: Great idea dude, go look inside the burning death hole.
Locke: What do you suppose is in that cocoon, Charlie? Charlie: I don't know. A butterfly, I guess. Locke: No, it's much more beautiful than that. That's a moth cocoon. It's ironic - butterflies get all the attention, but moths, they spin silk. They're stronger. They're faster. Charlie: That's wonderful, but... Locke: You see this little hole? This moth's just about to emerge. It's in there right now, struggling. It's digging it's way through the thick hide of the cocoon. Now, I could help it - take my knife, gently widen the opening, and the moth would be free - but it would be too weak to survive. Struggle is nature's way of strengthening it.
Jack: (seeing Hurley collecting leaves) You're not going to eat those are you? Hurley: Dude, these are *not* for eating.
Bryan: (Boone is offering Bryan $25,000 to break up with Shannon) I love her. Boone: How much? Bryan: My love for her? It's closer to $50,000.
Hurley: (goading Jin into finding out if he can speak English) Your wife's hot!
Thomas: (about a pregnancy test) Okay, first of all, these tests are not always accurate. Claire: Thomas... Thomas: No, no. My uncle, you know? We thought he had a testicular cancer, you remember that? Claire: He did! He's dead!
Kate: Where did that come from? Sawyer: Probably bear village - how the hell do I know? Kate: Not the bear, the gun.
Hurley: We're playing for the last of the deodorant sticks!
Charlie: Guys, you have to look at this! Jack: What is it? Charlie: Claire's diary. (hold it out for them to read) Sayid: You read her diary? Charlie: I know, I'm bloody scum... just read it!
Charlie: (to Sawyer) You hit like a ponce.
Sawyer: Doctor playin' golf? Whoo! Boy howdie, now I've heard everything. What's next? Cop eatin' a doughnut?
Charlie: (to Jack) Locke? Guy's a freak of nature, highly disturbed. Chances are he probably killed all his mates at the Post Office the day his mum forgot to put a cookie in his lunch tin.
Hurley: (before eating sea urchin Jin gave him) Over the lips, pass the gums, yadda yadda... Oh God!
Sawyer: (Jack confronts Sawyer after he beat up Boone) No, I whupped a thief 'cause he was going through my stuff! I don't know what kinda Commie Share-fest you're running over in Cavetown, but down here possession's nine-tenths, and a man's got a right to protect his property. Jack: Get up. Sawyer: What, you wanna see who's taller? Jack: I said get up!. Sawyer: You sure you wanna make this your problem, Doc? Jack: Yeah, I'm sure.
Boone: (about a polar bear Sawyer just killed) You think that's what killed the pilot? Charlie: No. No, that's the tiny, teeny version compared to that one.
Sayid: Does anyone speak French? Boone: (Motions towards his sister) She does. Shannon: No, I don't! What? Boone: What the hell are you talking about? You spent a year in Paris! Shannon: DRINKING, not studying!
Charlie: What are you making? Locke: A whistle. Charlie: I once played some tribal flutes in a recording studio... I'm in a band...
Kate: How do you know that he was an air marshall? Sawyer: He had a badge. I thought it was cool, so I took that too.
(to Kate) Jack: Three days ago, we all died. We should all be able to start over.
Charlie: Guys? Where are we?
(Claire stumbles as she is talking to Kate) Kate: You alright? Claire: Yeah... it's just the heat. And I'm pregnant.
Sawyer: You're just not looking at the big picture, Doc. You're still back in civilization. Jack: Yeah? And where are you? Sawyer: Me? I'm in the wild.
Hurley: Um, I'm not so good around blood. Jack: Just close your eyes. Hurley: Dude... dude... oh dude... (faints)
Locke: You're not going crazy, Jack. Crazy people don't think they're getting crazy. They think they're getting saner.
Jack: I think I'm going crazy. Locke: Oh, you're not going crazy. Jack: No? Locke: No, crazy people don't know they're going crazy, they think they're getting saner.
Hurley: Was it a dinosaur? Jack: It wasn't a dinosaur. Hurley: You say you didn't see it. Jack: I didn't. Hurley: So how do you know it wasn't a dinosaur? Jack: Because dinosaurs are extinct. Hurley: Oh, yeah.
Hurley: So what's his story? He looks kind of... dying.
Locke: (after Boone has had a vision of Shannon dying) How did you feel when she died? Boone: I felt... I felt... I felt relieved.
Hurley: (on Kate's mugshot) She looks pretty hardcore.
Shannon: (when the U.S. Marshal was crying out in pain) I wish he would just *die* already. Boone: Real humane, Shan.
Shannon: I'm not gonna starve. Boone: Right. What're you gonna eat? Shannon: Ocean's full of fish. Boone: Hate to break it to ya, but the ocean is not going to take your gold card.
Sawyer: (on "Watership Down") Hell of a book. It's about bunnies.
Jack: (when Sawyer wouldn't give them Shannon's medicine) I'm gonna kill him. Kate: That's not going to help us get the medicine. Jack: Maybe not, but it'll feel good.
Sawyer: Who got taken by what? Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: Charlie and Claire. I think Ethan took 'em. Sawyer: Ethan took 'em, huh? Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: Yeah. Sawyer: Took 'em why? And who the hell's Ethan?
Boone: What do you do in the real world, Mr Locke? Locke: It's John. Boone: John. Locke: Why don't you guess? Boone: Well, you're either a taxidermist or a hitman.
Hurley: (on the virtues of playing golf) Everyone's nerves are stretched to the max. I mean, we're lost on an island! Running from boars, and monsters... freakin' polar bears! Michael: Polar bears? Charlie: You didn't hear about the polar bear?
Boone: (when Hurley was taking the census) Why the interrogation? Hurley: You're, like, the 20th person to ask me that. Why's everyone so uptight about answering a few questions? Boone: Well, maybe we're just not cool with you setting up your own little Patriot Act. Shannon: He's a liberal.
Jack: Look, we don't have time to sort out everybody's god. Charlie: Really? Because last time I checked we were positively made of time.
Rose: My husband's not dead. Jack: Everyone in the tail end of the plane is gone. They all died. Rose: They're probably thinking the same thing about us.
Charlie: You two ran away fantastically. I'm glad my diversion spared you. I was only stung several hundred times.
Sawyer: (to Shannon) You're in my light, Sticks.
Hurley: I mean, dogs can find pot and bombs, so I'm sure they can find water.
Claire: Great. Our only hunter's going to get EATEN just so he can get the pregnant girl some more water.
Charlie: (about Locke) I mean, you tell me, who would you rather meet in a dark alley? Whatever's out there or that geezer with his FOUR HUNDRED knives? I mean, who packs four hundred knives? Personally, I can only have space for two hundred, THREE hundred at most.
Claire: (wearily) When are they going to rescue us? Charlie: (soft but firm) Soon.
Charlie: (to Claire, as comfort) You don't scare me.
Kate: (reading Sawyer's letter) Dear Mr Sawyer, you don't know who I am, but I know who you are and I know what you done. You had sex with my mother and then you stole my dad's money all away. So he got angry, and he killed my mother. And then he killed himself, too. Sawyer: Don't stop now. You're getting to the good part. Kate: (continuing to read the letter) All I know is your name, but one of these days, I'm gonna find you and I'm gonna give you this letter, so you remember what you done to me. You killed my parents, Mr Sawyer.
Sawyer: (Sawyer confronts an injured Sayid in a cave a few days after Sayid had tortured Sawyer for some information) Well, now, I don't know if you Muslims have a concept of karma but it seems to me this island just served you up a heaping plate of cosmic payback.
Charlie: (counting) One sugar plum fairy, two sugar plum fairy...
Hurley: (to Jin) We don't understand Chinese, dude! Michael: Korean! They're Korean.
Shannon: (to Boone) You really don't think I can catch a fish, do you?
Sawyer: So how's it feel? Boone: How's what feel? Sawyer: Taking my place on top of everyone's Most Hated list. (after a cheeky pause) Sucks, don't it?
Jack: We're not savages, Kate. Not yet.
Hurley: For the record, my belt HAS dropped a notch. I'm a big guy. It's gonna be a while before you're going to want to give me a piggy back ride.
Jack: Things could be worse. Hurley: How?
(Sayid and Jack are going to get asthma medicine from Sawyer) Sayid: We have to make Sawyer give it to us. Jack: Yeah, that's what I'm going to do. Sayid: No, not you. Me. I served five years in the Republican Guard. Jack: I thought you were a communications officer. Sayid: Part of my training entailed getting the enemy to communicate. Just give me ten minutes with him. He'll give us the medicine.
Sawyer: What are you going to do, splash me?
Shannon: (after Hurley informs her Claire has been attacked) What? There's no way I'm going back in the rape caves!
Boone: I don't think I could even spell trebuchet. Locke: It has a "t" on the end.
Sayid: You'll find me in the next life, if not in this one. Danielle Rousseau: What? Sayid: The writing on the back of Nadia's photograph.
Jack: This is a big problem. Michael: Well, I know what I'd do, but... Jack: Give me a seven iron.
Hurley: Whoa, that was like a... Jedi moment.
Hurley: (Hurley has built a golf course) Welcome to the first and... hopefully last Island Open! It's two holes, for now, three par, and no waiting! Jack: Hurley, you built... a golf course? Hurley: Rich idiots fly to tropical islands all the time to whack balls around! Michael: (incredulous) All the stuff we gotta deal with, man... THIS is what you've been wasting your time on? Hurley: Dudes... listen. Our lives suck! Everyone's nerves are stretched to the max! We're lost on an island, running from boars and monsters... freakin' polar bears! Michael: Polar bears? Charlie: (to Michael) You didn't hear about the polar bear?
Charlie: Bless me Father for I have sinned, my last confession was two weeks ago. Priest: Go on. Charlie: Last night, I had... physical relations with a girl I didn't even know. Priest: Is that all? Charlie: No. Then, directly after that I had... relations with a different woman. Priest: Is that all? Charlie: No... then I watched... as... they... had... physical relations with... each other.
Claire: I'm not crazy! Charlie: Right... so to prove your sanity you go stampeding through the jungle.
(in a flashback, to flirting girls in a pub) Charlie: You call yourselves ladies - Jane Austen would be ashamed!
Jack: We tracked Ethan once! We can do it again! (Charlie nods) Locke: You *both* seem to forget how that went. (looks at Jack) He bested you physically. (looks at Charlie) And he hung you from a tree!
Claire: Who's Ethan? Charlie: Ethan... Ethan's the bad guy.
Claire: Peanut butter... *Why* do I remember peanut butter?
Hurley: Sorry man, your name's hard to pronounce. Mr Artz: Yeah? I know a bunch of ninth graders who can pronounce it just fine. Hurley: How about I call you by your first name? Mr Artz: How about you don't? Hurley: Why not? I remember it from the flight manifest. I think Leslie's a bitching name. Mr Artz: Arntz is fine.
Hurley: You got some... Arzt... on you.
Kate: A boar wouldn't just attack you for no reason. Sawyer: Thank you, boar expert. This one did!
Sawyer: Ah! He pissed on my shirt! The boar took my shirt outta my backpack and pissed on it!
Charlie: What about satellites in space that can take photos of your license plate and stuff? Sayid: If only we were all wearing license plates.
Locke: Hey, do you mind if I ask you something? Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: What? Locke: Why did you burn down the raft, Walt?
Charlie: (to Claire) And this is where you sleep. (pause) It's quite cozy, isn't it?
Hurley: He just... exploded... in front of us
Sawyer: (to Sayid about the torch he's using to represent the plane) Nice stick.
Locke: Jack, I'm not a cold man. I feel for the loss of one of our own, but nothing fundamental's changed. Wherever he is, wherever he comes from, we're on Ethan's turf. He has the advantage. To him we're nothing more than a bunch of scared idiots with sharp sticks. Jack: What if I told you I had a way to get the advantage back? Locke: Then I would ask - what way might that be, Jack?
Locke: Why, doctor, you've been holding out on us.
Sawyer: You see, kids are like dogs - if you knock them around hard enough, they'll think they did something to deserve it
(to Jin after Hurley gets stung on the foot by something in the water) Hurley: Pee on my feet!
Air Hostess: How's the drink? Jack: It's good. Air Hostess: That's not very strong answer. Jack: It's not a very strong drink.
Charlie: Hmm. I have this dream. I'm driving a bus. And my teeth start falling out. My mum is in the back. Eating biscuits. Everything smells of bacon. It's weird. 'Course I don't wake up screaming.
Sawyer: (about Sayid) Why don't we ask Al Jazeera here? Charlie: Al Jazeera's a network.
Sawyer: (about Sayid) Didn't you hear what Abdul here picked up on his radio?
Hurley: (of Jin's first culinary attempt on the island) Dude, I am starving... but not that starving...
Hurley: Okay, that thing in the woods, maybe it's a monster, maybe it's a pissed-off giraffe. I don't know.
Charlie: So, where's the old man? Lucy: I don't know. I think he's buying some paper company up in Slough.
Jin Kwon: Boat.
Jack: Sawyer, you know how to use a gun? Sawyer: There's a polar bear that thinks so.
Hurley: So... I was just looking inside the fuselage, it's pretty grim in there. Do you think we should do something about the uh, (looks at Walt) B-O-D-Y-S? Michael: What are you spelling, man? Bodies? Walter 'Walt' Lloyd: B-O-D-I-E-S.
Jack: I'm intense.
Desmond: So we saved the world together for a while, and that was lovely.
Desmond: Now type in exactly what I say... 4 8 15 16 23 42. Now press execute. Locke: What's going to happen? Desmond: Just do it!
Ana-Lucia Cortez: You do what I tell you. When I say, "move" you move. When I say "stop" you stop. When I say "jump", what do you say? Sawyer: You first.
(Sun comes to Michael in an attempt to settle the conflict between him and Jin) Michael: Great. Look who came to chat. Michael: (swipes his hand forward in a dismissive manner) Sun Kwon: (in English) I need to talk to you. Michael: (shocked) You speak English? Sun Kwon: Yes. Michael: Wait. You speak English? Sun Kwon: (nods her head as if ashamed) Michael: Why didn't you say anything? Sun Kwon: My husband doesn't know. Michael: Why would you learn English and not tell your husband? Sun Kwon: He has a bad temper.
Sawyer: Well, looks like Steve drawed the short straw huh? Hurley: Dude, his name was Scott.
Sawyer: Uh, uh, uh, jungle boy, not even for one second.
(after Locke confesses that he attacked Sayid and destroyed his equipment, Sayid pulls out his gun and shoves it under Locke's chin) Sayid: This is one time you better *not* be telling the truth!
Sawyer: Stick 'em up. Jack: You trying to be funny? Sawyer: Yeah.