Locke: It's a logical wiring map, Sayid. I'm not sure it's as accurate as you think.
Sayid: Well, it's certainly not as infallible as the magical carvings on your stick!
Locke: Hey, the stick did get us to that station.
Sayid: Oh, the station which you accidentally blew up!
Locke: Well, if you'd have warned me that the basement was rigged with C4, I might've been a little more careful!
Locke: Remind me why we're keeping him alive?
Sayid: What do you suggest? We shoot him like a dog?
Locke: No. I like dogs.
Claire: (to Jin) Can you get some nets?
Sawyer: Nets for what, Barb...
(Sun glares at Sawyer)
Sawyer: Nets for what, Claire?
Kate: I told you that your daughter was living with them... and you haven't asked me a single question about her. You haven't...
Danielle Rousseau: Your friend... Jack. You care about him?
Danielle Rousseau: Imagine sixty years from now, you're told he was still alive but in your heart, you know that he wouldn't remember you. He wouldn't know you. He wouldn't even know that you ever cared about him. I haven't asked you questions about my daughter... because I do not want to know the answers.
Kate: Why would you wanna come back?
Mikhail Bakunin: You would not understand.
Kate: Try me.
Mikhail Bakunin: I misspoke. What I meant to say is... you're not capable of understanding.
Kate: And why am I not capable?!
Mikhail Bakunin: Because you are not on the list.
Kate: What list?
Mikhail Bakunin: The man who brought me here, who brought all of my people here, he is a magnificent man.
Kate: If Ben's so magnificent then why did he need one of us to save him?
Mikhail Bakunin: Ben... Ben is not. I will try to make this as simple as I can. You are not on the list because you are flawed. Because you are angry. And weak. And frightened.
Sayid: The more I learn about your people, the more I suspect you're not as omniscient as you'd have us believe. Don't speak to us as if you know us.
Mikhail Bakunin: Of course I don't know you, Sayid Jarrah. How could I? You, Kate Austen, are a complete stranger to me. But you, John Locke, you I might have a fleeting memory of. But I must be confused because the John Locke I knew was pa...
Locke: Nobody asked me about it when we brought him along in the first place.
Locke: Pardon me for not knowing that they had a-a-a-a sonic weapon fence! I didn't know he was gonna die, how would I know that?
Sayid: Why are you really here? Are you here for Jack?
Locke: Why else would I be here?
Claire: Then who are you?
Christian Shephard: I'm your father, Claire.
Claire: You know... you might be my father but I don't even know your name. And I, uh... I want it to stay that way.
Christian Shephard: Claire. Claire, Claire, listen, listen to me, listen to me. Do not keep your mother alive for the wrong reasons. Now there is hope and there is guilt and believe me, I know the difference.
Claire: What the hell is going on, Desmond?
Desmond: See that spot over there? That's where Charlie slipped and fell in. He got pounded again and again by the rocks... broke his neck.
Claire: What?! Wha-what are you talking about?
Desmond: That's where Charlie died.
Charlie: (reading Claire's message) "To whom it may concern, we are survivors of Oceanic 815. We have survived on this island for 80 days. We were six hours into the flight when the pilot said we were off course and turned back towards Fiji. We hit turbulence and crashed. We've been waiting here all this time, waiting for rescue that has not come. We do not know where we are, we only know you have not found us. We've done our best to live on this island, some of us have come to accept we may never leave it. Not all of us have survived since the crash but there is new life, too. And with it, there is hope. We are alive. Please don't give up on us." It's, uh, it's perfect, Claire.
Claire: You know, I'm not giving up on you, either, Charlie. It's gonna be okay, you're gonna be okay. We'll get through this together.