Kate: (about the letter Sawyer has) I read it again, and again because I've been trying to figure out why you would beat up Boone instead of just telling him that you didn't have his sister's medication. Why you pretended to have it anyway. The thing I keep comin' back aroun too is that, you want to be hated. And then I looked at the envolope, "Amercia's Bicentennial. Knoxville, Tennesse." You were just a kid---
Sawyer: (very softly) Kate.
Kate: --eight, maybe nine years old. This letter wasn't written to you. You wrote this letter. (pause) Your name's not Sawyer, is it?
Sawyer: It was his name. He was a confidence man. Romanced my momma to get to the money, wiped them out clean, left a mess behind. So, I wrote that letter knowing that one day I'd find him. But that ain't the sad part, when I was 19, I needed six grand to pay these guys off that I was havin' some trouble with. (sighs) So, I found a pretty lady with a dumb husband who had some money (pauses) and I got 'em to give it to me. How's that for a tradegy? I became the man I was huntin'. I became 'Sawyer'. (pauses) Don't you feel sorry for me?