- Sawyer: Jack! About a week before we all got on the plane, I got to talking to this man in a bar in Sydney. He was American too. A doctor. I've been on some benders in my time, but this guy, he was going for an all time record. It turns out this guy has a son. His son's a doctor, too. They had some kind of big time falling out. The guy knew it was his fault, even though his son was back in the States thinking the same damn thing. See, kids are like dogs, you knock them around enough, they'll think they did something to deserve it. Anyway, there's a pay phone in this bar. And this guy... Christian... tells me he wishes he had the stones to pick up the phone, call his kid, tell him he's sorry, that he's a better doctor than he'll ever be. He's proud and he loves him. I had to take off, but something tells me he never got around to making that call. Small world, huh?
- Jack: [unable to hold back tears] Yeah...
- Hurley: Let me ask you something, Arnzt.
- Mr. Artz: Artz.
- Hurley: Arnzt.
- Mr. Artz: No, not Arnzt. Arzt. A-R-Z-T. Arzt.
- Hurley: Sorry, man, name's hard to pronounce.
- Mr. Artz: Oh yeah? Well, I know a bunch of ninth graders who pronounce it just fine.
- Hurley: How about I just call you by your first name?
- Mr. Artz: How about you don't.
- Hurley: Why not? I remember it from the plane's manifest. I think Leslie's a bitchin' name.
- Mr. Artz: "Arnzt" is fine.
- Danielle Rousseau: Dynamite. At the Black Rock. The Dark Territory.
- Hurley: Well, that's three reasons to go right there.
- Walt Lloyd: [asks Shannon to take care of his dog] Vincent took care of me when my mom died and nobody would talk to me. They'd pretend like nothing happened. So I'd talk to Vincent. He's a good listener. You could talk to him about Boone, if you want.
- Shannon Rutherford: [tearing] Alright. But only until you get us rescued, okay?