Lost Season 1 Episode 9

Sayid: (Turning on Danielle's music box) You see...some things can be fixed.
Danielle: Thank-you! Thank-you so much, thank-you so much.
Sayid: Danielle, please let me go.
Danielle: Go?
Sayid: Back to the people I told you about.
Danielle: You can't. You have to stay - it's not safe.
Sayid: Not safe? What's not safe?
Danielle: You need me! You can't leave.
Sayid: Danielle... (The sound of an animal comes from outside)
Danielle: If we're lucky it's one of the bears.
Sayid: If we're lucky? It might be that thing out there! The monster.
Danielle: There's no such thing as monsters.

Hurley: What are you guys doing out in the jungle at night?
Ethan: Best time to hunt.
Locke: Ethan here has some experience...spotted some tracks, looked like they might be rabbit or some other rodent.
Hurley: Rodent, yum.

Jack: I've got enough on my plate without having to treat hypochondriacs.
Hurley: Yeah, but that's like my point, man. We're all fried. I'm mean, have you taken a look at everybody out there? Everybody's way tense. Dude, I'm just saying, it'd be sweet if we could have, I don't know, something to do.
Jack: We're surviving here Hurley, and that's what my main concern is, keeping us alive. Things could be worse.

Jack: Looking for someone, or just admiring the view?
Kate: It's been two days since Sayid took off on his own. I keep looking up, thinking I'm going to see him coming back.
Jack: He'll come back when he's found what he's looking for, the French transmission.
Kate: He wasn't looking for anything. He left because of what happened...for what he did.

Jack: I'm here because no one else wants anything to do with you.
Sawyer: She does.
Jack: Change your own bandages!

Kate: I almost didn´t recognize you. You´re smiling.
Jack: I have to watch that.

Boone: 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?
Boone: Seriously, a golf course. Apparently Jack's playin' right now.
Kate: Jack...is golfing?
Boone: That's what I hear. (Kate looks at him in disbelief, Boone shrugs) I don't know about you guys but I'm gonna go check this out.
Shannon: Wait for me, Bonehead.
(They leave, Kate drops the wood she is carrying and goes to follow them)
Sawyer: Doctor playin' golf. Woo, boy howdy. Now I've heard everything. What's next? Cop eatin' a doughnut?
Kate: If you want to come you should just say.
Sawyer: I think I'll pass on that, Freckles. Not big on crowds. And let's face it, the crowd's not too hot on me, either.
Kate: One outcast to another -- I'd think about making more of an effort.

Sayid: This isn't a game, Nadia.
Nadia: Yet, you keep playing it, Sayid...pretending to be something I know you're not.

(Jack is putting for the win)
Hurley: Five bucks says he sinks it.
Charlie: Mate, you're betting against me?
Hurley: Sorry dude, but you're a duffer like me.
Boone: Make it ten and you're on.
Guy: I don't have any cash but I'll bet my dinner on the doc.
Sawyer: I've got two tubes of sunscreen and a flashlight says he chokes.
(Everyone just stares at Sawyer for a minute)
Kate: I'll take that action.
Boone: Yeah, yeah, me too.
Shannon: You just bet on Jack, dumb-ass.
Boone: We need the sunscreen, Princess.

Sayid: Danielle! Who is Alex?
Danielle Rousseau: Alex, was my child.

Sayid: Please I don't wish to hurt you.
Danielle Rousseau: You already have. (Danielle lifts her gun, ready to fire)
Sayid: Don't! (Sayid squeezes the gun trigger but it is jammed)
Danielle Rosseau: The firing pin has been removed. Robert didn't notice it was missing, either, when I shot him.

Sayid: Have you seen other people on this island?
Danielle Rousseau: No, but I hear them - out there, in the jungle. They whisper. You think I'm insane?
Sayid: I think you've been alone for too long.

Nadia: You were always older than your years, weren't you Sayid?
Sayid: Not old enough to understand that being pushed in the mud was a sign of affection.

Kate: So how'd you come up with this?
Jack: It wasn't me, it was all Hurley. I've been going crazy trying to make everyone feel safe. I haven't been sleeping because I want everyone to feel safe. He builds a golf course, everyone feels safe.
(Hurley hits the ball)
Hurley: Oh Crap! Do over.
Charlie: It's a mulligan. Mulligan, it's a gentleman's sport, gotta get the words right. Mulligan.

Hurley: (to Jack) "Try and keep your mind off it"? What else has that guy got to do but stress?

(About Sayid)
Jack: It was an accident.
Kate: Well, accidents happen when you torture people, Jack.

Sawyer: Oww, easy jackass.
Jack: You want it easy? Quit moaning, I got to change these bandages.
Sawyer: Well, try not taking my skin off with them. So, how'd I score the house call, Dr Quinn? Trying to ease your conscience?
Jack: My conscience is fine thanks.
Sawyer: Of course, what do you have to feel guilty about? I mean you just let that damn Arab torture me, stood by and watched. Now, you figure you'll patch me up and buy you a ticket into heaven.

Nadia: Come with me.
Sayid: I can't. Desertion. They would kill my family. I don't have your courage.
Nadia: You have more than you know.

Nadia: Am I so different from the little girl in the schoolyard who used to push you in the mud? And your mother would tell my mother, 'Why must you pick on Little Sayid?' And I'd answer, 'Because he ignores me.'

(Hurley has built a huge golf course)
Hurley: Welcome to the first and... hopefully last Island Open!
Jack: What?
Hurley: It's two holes, for now, three par, and no waiting.
Jack: Hurley, you built... a golf course?
Hurley: Rich idiots fly to tropical islands all the time to whack balls around.
Michael (incredulous): All the stuff we gotta deal with, man... this is what you've been wasting your time on?
Hurley: Dudes... listen. Our lives suck. Everyone's nerves are stretched to the max! We're lost on an island, running from boars and monsters...freakin' polar bears.
Michael: Polar bears?
Charlie: (to Michael) You didn't hear about the polar bear?
Hurley: Look, all I'm sayin' is if we're stuck here, then just surviving isn't gonna cut it. We need some kinda relief you know, we need some kinda way that we can, you know, have fun. That's right, fun, or else we're just gonna go crazy waiting for the next bad thing to happen.

Sayid: I'm a survior of a plane crash. I found the wire on the beach. I followed it. I thought it might have something to do with...a transmission we picked up on a receiver...a recording - a mayday with a French woman repeating on a loop for sixteen years.
Danielle: Sixteen years. Has it really been that long?

Sayid: Tell me, or I swear I will hurt you.
Nadia: Oh, I know, Sayid.

Sayid: I'm not sick.
Danielle: I know.
Sayid: Then why kill me?
Danielle: I can't let you go. Don't you understand? To have someone - to talk to, to touch.
Sayid: You'll find me in the next life, if not in this one.
Danielle: What?
Sayid: The writing on the back of Nadia's photograph. I know what it's like to hold on to someone. I've been holding on for the past seven years to just a thought. A blind hope that somewhere she is still alive. The more I hold on, the more I pull away from those that love me.