Jack: We're down by 5, but that doesn't mean we're out of this.
you're taking this a little too seriously. Why don't you let me bat for you?
Jack: You're not batting for me, Kate. I dropped that pop fly in the 3rd, I can fix this.
Locke: How about Boone? I've got a feeling he can-
Jack: A feeling, John? A feeling? Boone's gotten out nearly every at bat.
Locke: Boone's sacrifice RBI is what the game demanded.
Sayid: Perhaps I should have a word with the umpire. I find his large strike-zone unpleasant.
Kate: We definitely don't need to torture someone over this.
Sawyer: Hell, Freckles. Why not let Hadji remind the official that the tie goes to the runner?
Jack: I'm team captain, I'm making the call.
Locke: Now, hold on a sec-
Jack grabs Locke by the collar and makes a crazy Jack face
Jack: What were you gonna say, John? That you should be the captain? That we should listen to you just because you think we can win this game on faith alone?
I wasn't talking to you. I was talking to the guys stealing our cooler.
Ben and a few Others run off, giggling
Michael: THEY TOOK MY GATORADE. THEY. TOOK. MY. GATORADE.