Exodus (1) (123)
House Of The Rising Sun
Raised By Another
All the Best Cowboys Have Daddy Issues
Whatever The Case May
Hearts And Minds
... In Translation
Deux Ex Machina
Do No Arms
The Greater Good
Born To Run
Man of Science, Man of Faith
Everybody Hates Hugo
... And Found
The Other 48 Days
What Kate Did
The 23rd Psalm
The Hunting Party
Fire & Water
The Long Con
One of Them
The Whole Truth
Two for the Road
Live Together, Die Alone
A Tale of Two Cities
The Glass Ballerina
Every Man for Himself
The Cost of Living
Not in Portland
Flashes Before Your Eyes
Stranger in a Strange Land
Tricia Tanaka is Dead
The Man from Tallahassee
DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: On this island sixteen years ago. There were six of us. My team -- six. At that time, I was already seven months pregnant. I delivered the infant myself. The baby and I were together for only one week when I saw black smoke. A pillar of black smoke five kilometers inland. That night... they came. They came... and took her. Alex. They took my baby. And now... they're coming again. They're coming for all of you.
JACK: Who's coming?
DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: The others. You have only three choices. Run... hide... or die.
JACK: How many of them are there?
DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: I told you all I know.
SAYID: There has to be more you can tell us. How did you know?
DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: You have a bigger problem. I can vanish into the jungle, but I'm just one person. You have forty people. Where will you hide them?
CALDERWOOD: You know who you head-butted in that bar? You head-butted the Honorable Warren Truss. Minister of Agriculture, Fisheries, and Forestry. One of the most important -
SAWYER: He head-butted me.
CALDERWOOD: We have witnesses he did no such thing.
SAWYER: Of course.
CALDERWOOD: You think this is funny... James? James Ford -- assault, wire fraud, identity theft, bank fraud, telemarketing fraud --
SAWYER: Is this going someplace?
CALDERWOOD: You're a blight, a stain, a scavenger. You're a con man who preys on the weak and the needy. Tell me something, James -- how do you live with yourself?
SAWYER: I do just fine.
CALDERWOOD: Do you? You're not even worth what it would cost us to incarcerate you, which is why you're being deported. Your plane leaves this afternoon. And, James -- you're banned from ever setting foot in Australia again.
SAWYER: Don't you worry. I ain't never coming back here.
SAWYER: Something I can help you with, doc? 'Cause I got work to do.
JACK: Got something for you. You're the only one on the raft who knows how to use one.
SAWYER: What do I need a gun for?
JACK: Just in case.
SAWYER: You think we're going to run out of food or water? Am I supposed to put the kid out of his misery?
JACK: Just in case.
SAWYER: Going into the jungle after the boom sticks, huh?
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: Jack. About a week before we all got on the plane... I got to talking with this man in a bar in Sydney. He was an 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. The son's a doctor, too. And they'd 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. See, kids are like dogs -- if 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 and call his kid. Tell him he's sorry, that he's a better doctor than he'll ever be. He's proud. He loves him. I had to take off, but... something tells me he never got around to making that call. Small world, huh?
SAWYER: Good luck, Jack.
MARSHAL: This belonged to her childhood sweetheart, who she got killed a couple of years ago when she was on the run. Poor guy. Had a wife, two-year-old kid. What was his name? Hmm? Well, somewhere along the way during the three years that I was chasing her, she starts calling me at my house and whining on about her mitigating circumstances, but what she's really doing... is taunting me.
So I tell her that I've got what's-his-name's little toy airplane... in a safe-deposit box in New Mexico, so she somehow figures out which bank, which safe-deposit box. She seduces some idiot to rob the damn bank, and then she puts a bullet in her new friend because she's done using him. But she leaves all the money. She just takes the plane. Because that's the one thing in the whole world that Kate does care about. She has no attachments... and I think she's telling herself she needs it to atone for killing her boyfriend... what's-his-name. God, Kate, come on. What was his name?
WALT: Why are you folding the clothes?
SHANNON: Because I'm anal. Is there something you want?
WALT: I think you should take Vincent.
SHANNON: Are you serious?
WALT: He'll take care of you.
SHANNON: What makes you think I need a dog to take care of me?
WALT: Vincent took care of me when my mom died. And nobody would talk to me. They'd pretend like nothing happened. So I could talk to Vincent. He's a good listener. You could talk to him about Boone if you want.
SHANNON: All right. But only till you get us rescued, okay?
BOONE: Couldn't get us into first class.
SHANNON: Why not?
BOONE: Um, maybe you shouldn't have yelled at the gate agent.
SHANNON: What, you're on his side now?
BOONE: One day you're going to appreciate everything I do for you.
SUN: This is for you. It's a list of simple English words spelled out phonetically... I thought this would help you so I made it for you.
JIN: I'm sorry.
SUN: I am too. You don't have to go.
JIN: No, don't you understand, Sun? I'm in this place because I'm being punished. I made you suffer... You don't deserve any of this. I have to go because I'm going to save you. Stay with Jack. He'll keep you safe.
SUN: Who will keep you safe?