Watching Lost

NURSE: Okay, sweetheart. All right, there you go. Wrap you up nice and warm. We’ll just take you over here now. Margaret, would you put him in for me, please?
EMILY: My baby.
NURSE: It’s a boy, honey. He’s okay for now. He’s just real early.
EMILY: Can I hold him?
NURSE: I’m really sorry, sweetheart. He’s just too little. We have to take him away now.
EMILY: But… name–name him John. Please! His name is John!

KEAMY: Linus knew who I was. He knew my name. He knew everything about me.
GAULT: No, I’m not the one who gave you up.
KEAMY: Then who did?

KEAMY: Do you know who I am?
MICHAEL: What?
(jabs Michael in the stomach)
KEAMY: My name. Do you know my name?
MICHAEL: Keamy. Martin Keamy.
KEAMY: Did you give it to him?
MICHAEL: Who?
KEAMY: Benjamin Linus–did you give him my name?
MICHAEL: Yeah.
GAULT: Martin, we need him. He’s the only one who can fix the engines.
KEAMY: And what makes you so sure about that?
GAULT: Because he’s the one who broke them.

HORACE: Hello there. You gotta find me, John. You gotta find me. And when you do, you’ll find him.
LOCKE: Who?
HORACE: Jacob.

WOMAN: This nice gentleman wants to talk to you, John. So I want you on your best behavior. Understand? He’s all yours.
RICHARD: You like backgammon? Yeah? You seem to have a pretty good sense of the game. I’m Richard, John. I run a school for kids who are… extremely special, and I have reason to believe that you might be one them. Mind if I show you a couple of really neat things?…..Did you draw that, John?
(John nods)
RICHARD: I want you to look at these things… and think about ‘em…. Okay, now tell me, John, which of these things belong to you?
JOHN: To–to keep?
RICHARD: No, no, John. Which of these things belong to you already?….. Are you sure the knife belongs to you, John?….You sure about that?… Well, it doesn’t.
WOMAN: How did he do?
RICHARD: I’m afraid John isn’t quite ready for our school. I’m sorry I’ve wasted your time.

BEN: I didn’t kill them.
HURLEY: Well, if the Others didn’t wipe out the DHARMA Initiative–
BEN: They did wipe them out, Hugo, but it wasn’t my decision.
HURLEY: Then whose was it?
BEN: Their leader’s.
HURLEY:But I thought you were their leader.
BEN: Not always.

TEACHER: I know you’re probably upset right now, but I do have some exciting news for you. I got a call from Portland recently. There’s a company up there doing some very exciting things in chemistry and new technologies. They’re called Mittelos Laboratories. I spoke with a Dr. Alpert. He’s very interested in finding young, bright minds to enter into these new fields of science. They want you to go to their camp this summer.
JOHN: Science camp?
TEACHER: Yes.
JOHN: Don’t you understand that things like science camp are the reason why I get stuffed into lockers?
TEACHER: John, this is a great opportunity.
JOHN: How do they even know about me?
TEACHER: Well, they must have sent a rep to the science fair–your display at Costa Mesa.
JOHN: I’m not a scientist! I like boxing and fishing and cars. I like sports!

GAULT: Stay on a heading of exactly 3-0-5. Faraday says that’s the only safe way to and from the boat.
SAYID: What will you tell Keamy if he notices the Zodiac is missing?
GAULT: I’ll tell him you stole it. Now go.
SAYID: Desmond.
DESMOND: I can’t go with you.
SAYID: Why not?
DESMOND: I’ve been on that island for three years. I’m never setting foot on it again… not when Penny’s coming for me.
SAYID: I’ll be back with the first group as soon as I can.
DESMOND: Stay on that bearing, yeah?
SAYID: I will.
GAULT: You need to go now.

ABADDON: You know what you need, Mr. Locke? You need to go on a walkabout.
LOCKE: Wha–what’s a walkabout?
ABADDON: It’s a journey of self-discovery. You go out into the Australian Outback with nothing more than a knife and your wits.
LOCKE: I can’t “walkabout” anything. In case you haven’t noticed, I’m a cripple.
ABADDON: Is that what you are, Mr. Locke? I went on my walkabout convinced I was one thing, but I came back another. I found out what I was made of, who I was.
LOCKE: And here you are, an orderly.
ABADDON: Oh, I’m a lot more than just an orderly, John.

LOCKE: Well, who are you?
MAN: I’m Christian.
LOCKE: You know why I’m here?
CHRISTIAN: Yeah, sure. Do you?
LOCKE: I’m here… because I was chosen to be.
CHRISTIAN: That’s absolutely right.

BEN: Did he tell you what we’re supposed to do?
LOCKE: He did.
BEN: Well?
LOCKE: He wants us to move the island.

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