Tom: Hey, you got yourself a fish biscuit. Now how'd you do that?
Sawyer: I figured out your complicated little gizmo.
Tom: It only took the bears two hours.
Sawyer: How many of 'em were there?

I punched the man in the damn face, Hugo. What am I supposed to say, that my fist slipped?

Freckles

C'Mon, Freckles!

Kate: What do you want?

Sawyer: 'Scuse me?

Kate: What do you want, Sawyer?

Sawyer: Freckles, I got so many answers to that question, I wouldn't even know where to start

Kate: You okay?

Sawyer: Never been better.

Kate: What the hell were you thinking?

Sawyer: [chuckles] I couldn't help myself. You just look so damn cute swingin' that pickaxe... Chain gang... more

What ya got there re-run?

*throws rock at Sawyer accidently*
Kate: "what are you doing here Sawyer, I can take care of myself"
Sawyer: "yeah..REAL good care, me Kate, me throw rock!"

Sawyer: What do you want? A mixed tape?

Kate: Yeah, you do that...

Com'n Freckles, besides I need to soak my damadged knee