Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He was trying to hurt my baby.
'Cause, dude, you could use the points.
I'm putting this baby up for adoption.
- In the middle of the night. - I know what you're feeling inside.
- Yes. - Upon your discharge from the hospital,
Why the interrogation?
- Last name? - Rom.
John, right? John Locke?
Let me explain. I'm a drug addict. I was a drug addict. I'm clean now.
My name isn't Hurley. It's Hugo Reyes.
- Come on, you knew that. - I what?
- Six... 66 seconds. Oh, gosh. - Shh.
Just so I'm not overreacting here,
I could be your friend.
- My mom would disown me. - She basically has already.
It's not about what you need. It's about what's fun.
- Claire! - I'm here!
I might not know what I'm doing, but I'll figure it out.
She wakes up two nights screaming. First time, sleepwalking.
He's just a psychic, Claire.
People come and go, but...
The baby needs your protection!
I feel all grown up.
You know?
We hoofed around the entire perimeter, man.
you'll have no right to see the child again.
Okay, you do that.
Help me!
- Wait, wait, hold on. - Hurley, come on, let's go.
Just, you know, thought it'd be a good idea.
It's okay. It's okay.
Maybe he knew.
Please, let that have been the last one.
We don't know who's living here,
You can't just change your mind.
You just need to calm down, all right? Big deep breaths.
But if she stays stressed out like this