Lost: Everybody Loves Hugo
April 21st 2010 21:20
CHANG: In a world of conflict and strife, there is but one fact we all can agree upon... everybody loves Hugo.
~*~*~
CARMEN: You need a woman in your life. Especially one who has not nursed you.
HURLEY: That's disgusting. And I'm too busy to meet someone...
CARMEN: You're not too busy. You're too scared!
HURLEY: I'm not scared!
CARMEN: Good, because you have a date tomorrow.
HURLEY: I do?
CARMEN: Grandpa Tito's neighbor's daughter. Rosalita. She agreed to lunch with you.
HURLEY: What's she like?
CARMEN: Willing to meet you.
HURLEY: Ma--
CARMEN: You're going! She's gonna love you! And if she doesn't... we will find someone who does!
~*~*~
ILANA: Whose grave is this?
HURLEY: Her name was Libby. She was in the tail section of the plane. We were gonna have our first
date. It was gonna be, like... a picnic. But then she was murdered.
ILANA: I'm sorry.
HURLEY: Yeah, me too...
~*~*~
HURLEY: What are you doing here?
MICHAEL: I'm here to stop you from getting everyone killed.
~*~*~
LIBBY: Hugo, do you believe that two people can be connected? Like soulmates?
HURLEY: I guess...
LIBBY: You don't remember me, do you?
HURLEY: Should I?
~*~*~
ILANA: You have to trust me. I've been training my whole life for this.
HURLEY: To blow stuff up?
ILANA: To protect you!
HURLEY: Yeah, but how's blowing up the plane protecting us?
ILANA: With that plane gone, that thing won't be able to leave the island.
HURLEY: Yeah... well neither will we. And then we'll be stuck here with it and it will be angry at us.
~*~*~
LOCKE: You were only able to come back to this island because you all did it together. If we're gonna get on that plane and leave, it has to happen the same way.
~*~*~
BEN: Now what?
RICHARD: We get more dynamite. Or else she died for nothing.
JACK: Maybe she died to show us to stay the hell away from dynamite.
~*~*~
DESMOND: Ooh... that is a lot of chicken!
HURLEY: I eat when I'm depressed!
DESMOND: Ah! So what's her name?
~*~*~
DESMOND: He threw me into a wood shack and blasted me with a massive amount of electromagnetism.
LOCKE: If you don't mind my asking, Desmond... how could you be sure what it was that he blasted you with?
DESMOND: Experience.
~*~*~
RICHARD: All right everyone, this might take a few minutes. I don't want anyone but me handling that dynamite, so I'm gonna go it alone. Where's Hugo?
JACK: I thought he was up front with you
HURLEY (running out from The Black Rock): Run! Run! Go! Go! Go! Go!
(the ship explodes)
~*~*~
MILES: A warning might have been nice there, Hugo.
HURLEY: I did say "Run."
~*~*~
MILES: That happen a lot? Dead people yelling at you?
HURLEY: It happens enough.
MILES: And you just listen to whatever they say?
HURLEY: Dead people are more reliable than alive people.
~*~*~
LIBBY: A few days ago, I was watching TV, and one of your commercials came on. And the moment that I saw you, it was like I was hit over the head. All these memories came washing back...of my life...only...it was...another life.
HURLEY: What kind of memories?
LIBBY: There was a plane crash...and uh...I was on an island.
HURLEY: And I was there?
LIBBY: Think so. We...knew each other. We...liked each other. And then when I got here, it was almost like I'd been here before. And for some reason, Hugo, I have a memory of you being here, too.
~*~*~
DESMOND: Well, there's nothing special about me, brother. This island has it in for all of us.
LOCKE: Yes, it does.
~*~*~
HURLEY: So what do you think we should...say to Locke when we get there? I mean, how do you break the ice with a smoke monster?
JACK: I wouldn't worry about it. Something tells me he's going to do most of the talking.
HURLEY: Or he could just kill us all.
~*~*~
JACK: Hurley, you asked me to trust you. This is me trusting you.
HURLEY: It's a good thing you do, dude, because I have no idea where I'm going.
~*~*~
HURLEY: Whoa, dude.
LIBBY: What?
HURLEY: I...I think I'm remembering stuff.
LIBBY: You are? You mean I'm not crazy?
HURLEY: No, I don't think you are.
~*~*~
LOCKE: You have any idea how old this well is, Desmond?
DESMOND: Very old?
LOCKE: That's exactly right, very old. So old in fact, that the people who dug this well did it completely by hand. God knows how long it took 'em.
DESMOND: That seems like a lot of work just to get some water.
LOCKE: Oh, they weren't looking for water. They were looking for answers. A long time ago places like the one we're standing at right now made compass needles spin. And the people holding the compasses needed to know why, so they dug.
DESMOND: Did they find what they were looking for?
LOCKE: No, they didn't. The reason I wanted you to see this, Desmond, is because Charles Widmore is not interested in answers, he's only interested in power. And he brought you back to the Island so that you could help him find what he's looking for. After all, this isn't the only well.
DESMOND: And that's the reason you wanted me to see this?
LOCKE: Why aren't you afraid?
DESMOND: Excuse me?
LOCKE: You're out here, middle of the jungle, with me, not a person on earth even knows you're here.
Why aren't you afraid
DESMOND: What is the point in being afraid?
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