On that day, those numbers turned to hieroglyphics, and this whole place just starting shakin', and that screen- that screen filled up with 'SYSTEM FAILURE', see, here, 'SYSTEM FAILURE, SYSTEM FAILURE', September 22nd, 2004, the day your plane crashed, it's real, it's all bloody real now PUSH THE DAMN BUTTON!
[laughing] Do you think I did it on purpose? I was sailing for two and half weeks, bearing due West and making 9 knots. I should have been in Fiji in less than a week. But the first piece of land I saw wasn't Fiji, was it? No. No it was here... this, this island. And you know why? Because this, is it. This is all there is left. This ocean and this place here. We are stuck in a bloody snowglobe! There's no outside world! There's no escape! So, just go away, huh. Let me drink.
To avoid temptation, brother. I've read everything Mr. Charles Dickens has ever written - every wonderful word. Every book except this one. I'm saving it so it will be the last thing I ever read before I die.
MSMaster Sergeant
Nice idea, as long as you know when you're going to die. [He stamps "discharged" on some papers] Lance Corporal Desmond David Hume your sentence is hereby complete and you are now and forever dishonorably discharged from the Royal Scotts Regiment of Her Majesty's Armed Forces. Long live the queen. Enjoy your sodding book.
I haven't been outside for 2 bloody years! Yes, I want to go! I was in the army for God's sake!
KIKelvin Inman
Oh, right, Her Majesty's Army, correct? Tell me, Desmond, why'd you leave that nice old lady's army? Oh, I remember now. You got kicked out because you couldn't follow orders.
Is the reason you're letting that clock there run all the way down to the very last tick—is it because you need to look down the barrel of a gun to find out what you really believe, John?
I looked down the barrel of the gun and I believed. I thought it was my destiny to get into this place. And someone died—a kid. Because he was stupid enough to believe that I knew what I was talking about. And the night that he died for nothing, I was sitting right up there, all alone, beating my hand bloody against that stupid door—screaming to the heavens asking what I should do. And then a light went on. I thought it was a sign. But it wasn't a sign. Probably just you going to the bathroom.
[to Locke] 3 days before you came down here, before we met, I heard a banging on the Hatch door, shouting. But it was you, John, wasn't it? You said there isn't any purpose—there's no such thing as fate. But you saved my life, brother, so that I could save yours.