Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Things could be worse.

What are you doing in the jungle at night?

Good. But stop calling me "sir" when it's just the two of us.

I want to show you something.

You're my superior officer, Omar.

- Thanks, man. - What are you doing?

And let's face it, crowd's not too hot on me, either.

A gentleman's sport. You got to get the words right.

- You'll never believe this. - You learned how to tie your shoes?

I keep telling you I don't know who Alex is!

I've been holding on for seven years to just a thought.

Are you going to hurt me, Sayid?

Nerves are stretched to the max.

This isn't a game, Nadia.

- See if there's anything useful. - Okay.

I had no choice.

Come on. I know I saw it.

with your family's wealth and... your charm.

- Give me a 7 iron. - Got it.

...this rash? It's bad, right?

You don't need to do that.

Dude, I'm just saying, it... it'd be sweet

But they control it now.

It's a music box, but it's broken.

I have enough without having to treat hypochondriacs.

What is written on the back of your photograph?

- You handled yourself well in there. - Did I?

Would you like to see the soles of my feet?

You think I'm insane.

sometimes brought on by heat and stress.

I mean, have you taken a look at everybody out there?