Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- [woman] Stats are dropping. - [Jack] Come on.
[narrator] Previously on Lost:
Sayid's injured. We don't even know where he went.
Take off in one direction, double back in his own footprints.
lt might.
l don't know if you lslams got a concept of karma,
caused the crisis which led to her death.
[Jack] ''They.''
l think they've been taken.
Yeah, right.
l didn't believe her.
[hollow metallic thud]
the most gifted young surgeon in this city.
...regional collections supervisor for a box company.
l guess it doesn't matter, does it?
Not Michael. Brian, my other dad.
Come on, Charlie.
- if l couldn't handle it? - You've done it before.
- [groans] - Do you understand?
l don't remember...
We're gonna go look for Claire the moment the sun comes up.
So, Boone, what do you do in the real world?
One day we spent eight hours tracking deer.
You owe me $20,000.
- Who is that? - That's her husband.
because Mount Baldy can bag a boar.
- Crap. - Your blots can't get in.
and that's all l have...
l promise you,
- What do you want? - Dr. Do-Right doesn't trust me
Maybe l'd better take marker detail.
Come on.
might be thinking he could beat the living snot out of you
She just seemed so out of it.
Thank you, son. Thank you.
Claire. That's hers.
Which way did they go, Locke?
- What do you mean? - These are footprints.