JIN: Anything.

MR. PAIK: Even work for me?

JIN: Of course.

MR. PAIK: Why would I give my daughter to a man who sells his own dreams so easily?

JIN: Because... she is my dream. Sir.

MICHAEL: Don't worry. I stuck my nose where it didn't belong. It's on me.

SUN: You must understand...

MICHAEL: Look, all understand is that I got to get this raft finished so I can get my boy out of here and take him home.

SUN: When I slapped you, I was protecting you.

MICHAEL: Oh, yeah? From what?

SUN: From Jin. You don't know what he's capable of.

SAYID: Do you have a past in the Navy you've neglected to tell me about?

SHANNON: Why?

SAYID: How does a woman like you learn how to tie a perfect bolin knot?

SHANNON: By dating guys with sailboats.

SHANNON: Spending my Saturday nights alone at home... tying knots?

SAYID: Perhaps with an overweight aunt. It's a very sad image.

SHANNON: Maybe we should get some rope, spend a Saturday night alone together, and see what happens.

MICHAEL: Hey, man... it not the Queen Mary. I only got room for four people. There's one open spot.

JACK: Who took the other one?

SAWYER: What's the matter, doc? Feeling left out?

JACK: You're taking Sawyer with you?

SAWYER: Yep. Bought myself a ticket on this little tub. Let me tell you. The fare was steep. Could have used that cable to hold up the whole east wing of my new beach house.

JACK: You sold him a spot?

MICHAEL: I needed a halyard to the mast.

SAWYER: Good thing I'm a Saver, not a Spender, huh, Doc?

SAYID: I'd like to talk to you about Shannon. It's very possible your sister and I are going to become more than just friends.

BOONE: What is this? Some Middle Eastern thing? You want my blessing or something?

SAYID: My hope is you won't object.

BOONE: Yeah?

SAYID: I was extending a courtesy, not asking your permission.

BOONE: Let me tell you about my sister. She likes older men -- guys that can take care of her. My guess is in this place you fit the bill. She'll make you feel like the greatest guy ever while you get her food, whatever it is she needs, and once she gets what she wants, she'll move on. When she does, don't take it personally, man.

LOCKE: Gross to you, dinner to me.

SHANNON: Boone -- where is he?

LOCKE: Don't know.

SHANNON: What do you mean, you don't know? You two are like jungle pals.

LOCKE: Sorry. I haven't seen him.

SHANNON: Well, if you do see him, tell him to keep his stupid mouth shut, and if he has something say, he can leave Sayid out of it and come say it to my face.

LOCKE: Should I be writing this down?

SHANNON: Just -- just tell him to stay the hell out of my business.

LOCKE: Do you like him?

SHANNON: What?

LOCKE: Sayid.

SHANNON: Are you serious?

LOCKE: Because if you do... like him, what's it got to do with your brother? You're a grown woman. Sure, you can yell at Boone till you're blue in the face, but all you're doing is giving him what he wants.

SHANNON: Yeah, what's that?

LOCKE: Your attention. Everyone gets a new life on this land, Shannon. Maybe it's time you start yours.

MICHAEL: He's been after me since day one! Everybody knows it!

LOCKE: Okay, it's personal. But why take it out on our best chance at getting off the island? Why would any one of us block an attempt to get home? We're so intent on pointing the finger at one another that we're ignoring the simple undeniable truth that the problem isn't here, it's there! They've attacked us! Sabotaged us, abducted us, murdered us. Maybe it's time we stop blaming us and started worrying about them. We're not the only people on this island, and we all know it!

JIN: Beautiful. Intelligent. Hardheaded. We don't talk anymore.

FATHER: Why not?

JIN: Because I can't tell her... about her father. In a good world... she would hate him, not me.

FATHER: Jin-Soo. It is a good world.

JIN: You don't know what I've done.

FATHER: You are my son. It does not matter what you've done.

JIN: I wish I could start over.

FATHER: Why can't you?

JIN: I have responsibilities.

FATHER: More important than your wife?

JIN: Her father wants me to deliver watches to his associates in Sydney and Los Angeles.

FATHER: Then let that be the last thing you do for him, Jin-Soo... then walk away. Don't come back. Go to America... save your marriage.

WALT: Hurley owes me $83,000.

WALT: Sure.

LOCKE: Why did you burn the raft, Walt? Don't worry. I'm not gonna tell. You must have had a really good reason.

WALT: I don't want to move anymore. I've been moving places my whole life. I like it here.

LOCKE: I like it here, too.