Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

l'm not giving you anybody.
l just had a hip replacement. l need this.
Sayid.
Maybe it's time we started worrying about them.
Dad!
from the fifties or something.
[panting]
You're emotionally involved. Let me handle the weapons.
l seriously doubt that.
Here we go.
lt was an accident.
You started the fires yourself!
- Ow! - There.
l'll, uh, send you an autographed copy of, uh, my CD,
lt sweats nitroglycerin.
...on the funny bone.
Come on!
[fluttering]
l'm not gonna let drawing straws make decisions like that.
'Cause, uh, the torch around the dynamite thing, not making sense to me.
[stammering] No, l just fed him. l don't think it's a good idea. Okay?
Yeah.
Flight 9 1 7 is now boarding at gate 85.
The most important part of this boat is the rudder.
- What is it? ls it a ship? - We don't know, little man.
What?
[Michael grunts]
Stop, don't light it! We can't do this!
Shot himself when l was eight.
...all we've been through...?
Come on, really. What do you think's inside?
She's certifiable. What if they show up before?
guys where are we?
you're the only ones on this island doing anything of value.
l got nothing in my hand! Get off!
[crashing]
You can barely breathe. We're going to rest.
Put that down carefully. Put it down carefully.
Yeah, coming through.
May l hold him?
Twenty minutes? Look, l can't miss my flight.
- [Sawyer singing Redemption Song] - l hope so, buddy.
Walt! Walt!
Nah. lt's just a number.
saw that his mentor had detonated,
l'm fine.
You like to play games, John?
[grunting]
Where are we going?
How we gonna do that?
- Dad! Dad! - No! Walt, no!
Yeah.
Let her go, Jack.
[sobbing] lt's just...
Okay. Put pressure.