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: [in Locke's hallucination
] Theresa falls up the stairs. Theresa falls down the stairs. Theresa falls up the stairs. Theresa falls down the stairs. Theresa falls up the stairs. Theresa falls down the stairs. Theresa falls up the stairs.
: [to Locke
] Have you been using that wacky paste stuff that made me see my sister get eaten?
: I don't think I could spell "trebuchet". Locke
: There's a "t" on the end.
: [his last words
] Tell Shannon? Tell Shannon?
: I'm all messed up inside... you know it. Jack
: This is our best chance. Boone
: There is no chance... really. I mean, look where we are. Jack
: I'm not going to let you give up Boone
: I know you made a promise, but I?m letting you off the hook. Let me go, Jack
: [about a polar bear Sawyer just shot
] You think that's what killed the pilot? Charlie
: No. No, that's a tiny, teeny version compared to that.
: Does anyone speak French? Boone Carlyle
: She does. Shannon Rutherford
: No I don't! What? Boone Carlyle
: What the hell are you talking about? You spent a year in Paris! Shannon Rutherford
: Drinking! Not studying!
: What do you do in the real world, Mr. Locke? Locke
: It's John. Boone
: John. Locke
: Why don't you guess? Boone
: Well, you're either a taxidermist or a hitman.
: It's about fifteen minutes since we've seen any sign. What are we following? Locke
: My gut.
: [Boone is offering Bryan $25,000 to break up with Shannon
] I love her. Boone
: How much? Bryan
: My love for her? It's closer to $50,000.
: [after Boone has had a vision of Shannon dying
] How did you feel when she died? Boone
: I felt... I felt... I felt relieved.
: I'm not gonna starve. Boone
: Right. What're you gonna eat? Shannon
: Ocean's full of fish. Boone
: Hate to break it to ya, but the ocean is not going to take your gold card.
: So how does it feel? Boone
: How's what feel? Sawyer
: Taking my place on top of everyone's "Most Hated" list... Suck's don't it.
: [to Locke
] Hi John.
: [when the U.S. Marshal was crying out in pain
] I wish he would just *die* already. Boone
: Real humane, Shan.
: Did anybody see you take it? Boone Carlyle
: No. I don't think so. John Locke
: Well, which is it? Boone Carlyle
: Sorry? John Locke
: "No," or "I don't think so"? Boone Carlyle
: [when Hurley was taking the census
] Why the interrogation? Hurley
: You're, like, the 20th person to ask me that. Why's everyone so uptight about answering a few questions? Boone
: Well, maybe we're just not cool with you setting up your own little Patriot Act. Shannon
: He's a liberal.
: [to Locke
] I went down to get my sister out of a bad relationship. Turns out she didn't want to get out of it so here I am.
: You're never going to believe this. Shannon
: You finally learned how to tie your own shoes. Boone
: Funny. Someone at the caves built a golf course. Shannon
: Are you high?