MICHAEL: It's coming.

JACK: As long as nobody sabotages this one as well, huh?

MICHAEL: I got people standing guard 24/7. Nobody gets near this with or without intent to burn. Hey, listen, I was thinking, the chance of a passing ship spotting this raft out there is pretty slim. We could use something to send out a distress call to any ships that might be close. Like an S.O.S.

JACK: Okay, well, look, I'll ask Sayid, but, I mean, even if he can make something like that, he's not gonna have anything to power it with.

HURLEY: Didn't Sayid say that crazy French Chick had batteries?

CARMEN REYES: Don't mention that whore to me.

HURLEY: I'm just saying you deserve something good to happen. You know... ever since I won the lottery, it's like... we've had nothing but bad luck. Like I don't know -- the money's cursed or something.

HURLEY: A box company?

KEN HALPERIN: Mm-hmm. They make boxes. Lucrative business. Everybody needs boxes. Which reminds me -- your sneaker factory in Canada --

HURLEY: I have a sneaker factory in Canada?

KEN HALPERIN: Well, not anymore. It was destroyed in a fire last month.

HURLEY: Of course it was.

KEN HALPERIN: You might have read about it. Eight-something people died. But the good news is we over-insured it. It's going to yield you a windfall of cash. And when we add in the generous settlement from the LAPD for your false arrest, you've almost doubled your net worth in a few short months. I still can't imagine how the police mistook you for a drug dealer.

HURLEY: Bad luck.

KEN HALPERIN: Hugo, you are not the first lottery winner to believe the money's brought them nothing but trouble. It's all in your head.

HURLEY: What, you don't believe in jinxes? You know, curses?

KEN HALPERIN: I'm an accountant. I believe in numbers. Hey, where'd you get them, anyway?

HURLEY: What?

KEN HALPERIN: The winning numbers. What'd you use -- somebody's birthday? Phone number.

HURLEY: Nah, it's nothing. It's just something that I, uh...

KEN HALPERIN: What?

HURLEY: That's it. It's not the money. It's the numbers. The numbers are cursed.

LEONARD SIMMS: 4, 8, 15, 16, 23, 42...

HURLEY: Is that why you're here, Lenny? 'Cause of the numbers? Did they do something to you? 'Cause I think they did something to me. I think it turned me into a jinx. Bad news to everyone around me. And when I tell people I think I'm the cause, they -- they -- they look at me like I'm nuts. They don't believe me. But I know. Ever since I won the lottery with those numbers.

LEONARD SIMMS: You used those numbers to play the l-lottery?

HURLEY: Uh... yeah.

LEONARD SIMMS: You shouldn't have done that. You've opened the box!

HURLEY: I what?

LEONARD SIMMS: You shouldn't have used the numbers!

HURLEY: Why not?

LEONARD SIMMS: It doesn't stop! You got to get away from those numbers! You got to get far, far away! Do you hear me?!

ORDERLY: All right, hey. Hey. Whoa, whoa, slow down.

LEONARD SIMMS: Oh, don't you understand?! You got to get away from them or it won't stop!

LEONARD SIMMS: Sam Toomey! He heard them!

HURLEY: Who's Sam Toomey?

LEONARD SIMMS: He heard them in Kalgoorlie.

HURLEY: What's Kalgoorlie?

LEONARD SIMMS: It's a town where we used to work.

HURLEY: A town where?

LEONARD SIMMS: In Australia!

HURLEY: Sam used the numbers.

MARTHA TOOMEY: Yep. The answer was exact to the bean. Man had been running the same scam for forty years. Nobody'd ever come close. So we won the money. On the way home, a pickup truck blows a tire on the highway, hits us head-on. Lost my leg that night.

HURLEY: What about Sam?

MARTHA TOOMEY: Barely a scratch. Most people would consider themselves lucky, but not him.

HURLEY: Did it? Did he ever find a way to make it stop?

MARTHA TOOMEY: Yep. He put a shotgun in his mouth and pulled the trigger.

MARTHA TOOMEY: What is it you're looking for, Mr. Reyes?

HURLEY: I used them -- the numbers -- to win the lottery. And now I think I'm under the same curse.

MARTHA TOOMEY: Curse? There's no curse.

HURLEY: But you just told me --

MARTHA TOOMEY: You think I'd still have my leg if Sam hadn't have picked the right number of beans? You think that floods wouldn't have happened, that -- that homes wouldn't have burned down, that people wouldn't have died?

HURLEY: Well, yeah.

MARTHA TOOMEY: You make your own luck, Mr. Reyes. Don't blame it on the damn numbers. You're looking for an excuse that doesn't exist.

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: I don't know.

HURLEY: What? You don't know? Okay, that thing in the woods, maybe it's a monster, maybe it's a pissed-off giraffe. I don't know. The fact that no one is even looking for us - Yeah, that's weird. But I just go along with it 'cause I'm along for the ride -- good old fun-time Hurley. Well, guess what -- now, I want some freakin' answers!

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: Our ship picked up a transmission -- a voice repeating those numbers. We changed course to investigate. After we shipwrecked, my team continued to search for the transmission source. It was weeks before we found the radio tower.

HURLEY: There's a radio tower on this island?

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: Yes. Up by the Black Rock. Some of us continued to search for the meaning of those numbers while we waited for rescue. But then the sickness came. When my team was gone, I went back up to the tower and changed the transmission.

HURLEY: That distress signal we heard.

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: Yes.

HURLEY: But the numbers -- did you ever find out anything about them? Do you know where they got their power?

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: Power?

HURLEY: They bring bad stuff to everyone around you. They're cursed. You know that, right? The numbers -- they're cursed.

DANIELLE ROUSSEAU: The numbers are what brought me here. It appears, they brought you. Since that time, I've lost everything -- everyone I cared about. So, yes, I suppose you're right. They are cursed.

HURLEY: Thank you. Thank you. You have no idea how long I've been waiting for someone to agree with me. Thank you. Oh, god, thank you. Thank you so much.

HURLEY: I think the plane crash might have been my fault.

CHARLIE: Don't be daft. How could you possibly --

HURLEY: Hey, before we came here, a lot of bad stuff used to happen whenever I was around.

CHARLIE: What do you mean, like bad luck?

HURLEY: Yeah, that's -- that'd be kind of a mellow way of describing it.

CHARLIE: Hurley, bad things happen. Planes crash, people die.

HURLEY: Dude, you really oughta let me finish.

CHARLIE: You think you're the only person with baggage?

CHARLIE: You know what I was doing when the plane went down? I was snorting heroin in the toilet. I was such a junkie, I couldn't even take a plane ride without having a fix. I suppose that was your fault as well. So how 'bout it?

HURLEY: What?

CHARLIE: I just told you the biggest secret in my life. I thought you'd wanna reciprocate.

HURLEY: Okay. Back home... I'm worth $156 million.

CHARLIE: Fine. Don't tell me.

HURLEY: Dude.

CHARLIE: I bare my soul, and all I get is bloody jokes.