Sawyer: I'm pointing my gun at you John-boy. You got three seconds to open this door!
Locke: You're not gonna shoot anyone, James.
Sawyer: One! Two!
Locke: If there were any bullets in that gun, why would you hold a knife to my throat?
Sawyer: Aargh! Son of a bitch!
Cooper: Guess I didn't raise no dummies.
Sawyer: What the hell does that mean?
Cooper: It means that bald-headed bastard outside the door is my son.
Sawyer: Come again?
Cooper: My son. As in I'm his father. You do speak English?