Amanda's Favorite LOST Quotes
I realized that I had a problem on Saturday night.
I was able to distinguish what my neighbor was watching on his or her television from two sounds. The first was a flashing woosh and the second was a distinctive southern drawl. The unnecessarily loud television, which had previously bothered my silence, became quite excusable and acceptable.
He or she was watching LOST (The woosh indicated to me that the island was traveling through time AND that my neighbor was watching the same season I had been absorbed in just a few hours before).
Ben: [Bug-eyed and
angry bursts out of a locker, beats the marine, Keamy, with a nightstick and
stabs him in the throat with his own knife multiple times] You
killed my daughter! You killed my DAUGHTER! [This is very funny to me
because I hate Keamy and I am twisted. Ben could care less that, by killing
Keamy, he caused an explosion that will make it impossible for everyone to get
off the island].
Ben: Those things had
to happen to me. That was my destiny. But you'll understand soon enough that
there are consequences to being chosen. Because destiny, John, is a fickle
Ben: Sometimes good
command decisions are compromised by bad emotional responses (This comment was
made after John Locke asked Ben why he murdered Keamy, knowing he would set off
an explosion on the freighter).
Desmond: See you in another life, Brother...
Arzt: Did you hear
about the guy who invented nitroglycerin? He blew his freakin' face off!
Nitroglycerin is the most unstable substance known to man. It is extremely
temperamental so you have to be...
[Arzt explodes, which makes viewers jump]
[Arzt is scattered in fragments, in the jungle and on Jack]
John Locke: Don't
mistake coincidence for fate.
Jack: [Nervous] How
can you read?
Ben: [Keeps reading] My mother taught me.
8. Daniel: We really do not have time for me to try to explain. You have no idea how difficult that would be for me to try to explain this-this phenomenon to a quantum physicist. That would be difficult. So for me to try to explain whatevers happened-
[Sawyer slaps Daniel]
Charlotte: Oy! What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?
Sawyer: Shut it, ginger, or you're getting one too. Now talk.
Let's look death in the face and say,
- Sawyer: [referring to Ben] Well here's an idea...why don't we take a gun, point it to his big toe and send that little piggy to market. And if he still doesn't want to tell us...we'll move on to the roast beef. Now why don't we do that?"