Hurley: Who's taking care of Sawyer?
Jack: Sun is.
Hurley: So, you're like, mad at him?
Jack: Why would I be mad at Sawyer?
Hurley: Maybe because he's the one that always comes down here and chops wood, and now you are? It's like, transference.
Jack: What are you a shrink now?
Hurley: Well, that's what they call it in the mental hospital.