I don't give a damn if you're dead. Or time travelin' or... ghost of Christmas past. All I care about is this whiskey. So bottoms up. Get the hell out of my house.
My walkabout. An adventure in the outback. Man against nature. But they wouldn't let me go. And I sat there yelling at them. Shouting at them that they couldn't tell me what I can't do. But they were right. I'm sick of imagining of what my life could be out of this chair, Helen. What it would be like to walk down the aisle with you because its not gonna happen. So if you need me to see more doctors, have more consults, if you need me to get out of this chair, I don't blame you. But I don't want you to spend your life waiting for a miracle because there is no such thing.
You don't understand. He doesn't just want you dead, he wants everyone dead. Everyone you care about, all of them. And he won't stop--[Flees as he hears The Man in Black return]
It's about these two guys, George and Lenny. Lenny's kinda slow... causin' George problems... so George walks him into the woods and tells him to look out yonder and picture the pretty little house they're gonna live in some day. Then he shoots Lenny in the back of the head.
What I am is trapped. And I've been trapped for so long that I don't even remember what it feels like to be free. Maybe you can understand that. But before I was trapped, I was a man, James. Just like you.
You can believe whatever you want, that's the truth. I know what it's like to feel joy... to feel pain, anger, fear... to experience betrayal. I know what it's like to lose someone you love. So if you wanna shoot me, shoot me. But you're so close, James. It would be such a shame to turn back now.
It means you have three choices. You can do nothing and see how it all plays out. [Marks off John Locke's name on the wall] And maybe your name will get marked off. Or you can step up and replace Jacob and be the protector of the Island.
From nothing, James. That's the real joke; there is nothing to protect it from. It's just a damn island! And it will be perfectly fine without you or me or anyone else whose lives Jacob wasted.
Oh no, I'm sure you did meet Jacob. At some point in your life, James, probably when you were young and miserable and vulnerable. He came to you, he manipulated you, pulled your strings like you were a puppet. And as a result, choices you thought were made, were never really choices at all. He was pushing you, James. Pushing you... to the Island.