Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Those girls are checking you out.
I'm sorry.
The other one's just trashy.
- It's a big responsibility. - I can handle responsibility.
No, it was...
Jack. Hurry.
That's good. I think it's close. Come on.
- What for? - Just get him.
And he promised that he would fix me.
You mean he'll die?
Blood. A transfusion.
Jack.
The problem is,
- You're looking kinda goth. - Look, where's Michael?
Jack?
You're having the baby.
His lung just collapsed.
- Lord. - Get to the beach.
Help!
- I'm scared. - Hey.
Oh! Oh...
my skin warms to the touch of your fingers.
Shannon. Shannon.
- Claire! - Claire? What about Claire?
you got it all wrong.
Come on, Boone.
OK, groom's turn.
Just vows.
- I think it rotted my brain. - Sarah, I want to. I'm going to.
Come on. I can see it. OK.
- Just hold on. - I can't have the baby now!
- He needs blood. - What?
Jack, what's going on?