Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'm not going anywhere.
- Locke lied? - He didn't fall.
My leg hurts.
No, no. I can't have the baby now.
Want some fish?
You OK?
Just vows.
Really.
My leg hurts.
I would have never been able to write anything as beautiful as what you said.
- We need Jack. - Jack. Doctor.
You don't need to see this.
Because you are the most committed man I have ever known.
Your baby is coming, and I need your help.
- You're not a writer. - Right.
John? Locke!
Nothing. Just leave me alone, please.
Good.
Those aren't my vows. Those are hers.
What you got there?
You need me, just shout.
I think this is the time you're supposed to push.
It's not OK. You're having your baby.
"My heart skips beats at the sound of your voice,
- I don't wanna go back. - Are you sure?
You can't save him, Lauren. You just can't.
You're almost there. You're so close.
Come on.
Wait.
Because you haven't.
- But you'll be there by then, right? - No, I won't.
Somebody, help!
Oh, God, that hurts.
You gotta flip them or they'll burn, Walt.
Here we go.
- On three. One. - Jack.
The boar they never seem to get?