Sayid Jarrah: Does anyone speak French?
Boone Carlyle: She does.
Shannon Rutherford: No I don't! What?
Boone Carlyle: What the hell are you talking about? You spent a year in Paris!
Shannon Rutherford: Drinking! Not studying!
Shannon: I'm not gonna starve.
Boone: Right. What're you gonna eat?
Shannon: Ocean's full of fish.
Boone: Hate to break it to ya, but the ocean is not going to take your gold card.
Boone: You're never going to believe this.
Shannon: You finally learned how to tie your own shoes.
Boone: Funny. Someone at the caves built a golf course.
Shannon: Are you high?
Shannon: [when the U.S. Marshal was crying out in pain] I wish he would just *die* already.
Boone: Real humane, Shan.
Boone: What do you do in the real world, Mr. Locke?
Locke: It's John.
Boone: John.
Locke: Why don't you guess?
Boone: Well, you're either a taxidermist or a hitman.
Boone: I'm all messed up inside... you know it.
Jack: This is our best chance.
Boone: There is no chance... really. I mean, look where we are.
Jack: I'm not going to let you give up
Boone: I know you made a promise, but I'm letting you off the hook. Let me go, Jack
Dorks And Nerds Of Gaia
Embrace your inner nerd or dork! and blame the monkeys (even though monkeys are so totally awesome!)
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