Die Originaldialoge von LOST - Teste Dich

Okay, zu Anfang mal was leichtes:


-Excuse me? Did you ever use a needle?
-What?
-Did you ever patch a pair of jeans?
-I? I made the drapes in my apartment.
-That's fantastic. Listen. Do you have a second? I could use a little help here.

Okay, next one:

Locke: Don't move.
Charlie: Look, I was just going to take-
Locke: Do not move.
Jack [walking up behind them with Kate]: What's going on?

Lalalala,
mal wieder was einfaches? Okay...

...: Gotcha.
..: Get off of me.
...: Golly, I hate to bicker about positions, sweetheart. But I think you're the one on top. Maybe you're not here for the case at all.
(...)
...: Ow, woman. If you wanted to play rough, all you had to do was say so. You want to try for it again?

Ihr habt's sicher schon gemerkt: Damit's nicht zu leicht wird, lass ich bei besonders bekannten Stellen auch noch die Personen weg

Okay, that's a hard one:

Michael: I turned it on a little while ago.

Sawyer: Sayid said every hour.

Michael: We're 15 miles out. We could be here for weeks. If that battery runs out. . .

Sawyer: The man said every hour.

Okay, next one:

Hurley: That's cool, except, how come you're not coming back with any? We haven't had fresh pork on a plate in about a week, dude.

Boone: It's not like they're domesticated animals.

Hurley: Maybe you guys aren't trying hard enough?

Okay, noch alles klar?

S: Have you got it or what?
S: You're in my light, sticks.
S: Lightsticks? What the hell is that?
S: Light, comma, sticks. As in those legs of yours.
S: Look, while I really love my new nickname, and I think it's really sweet. . .

Diesmal nur ein Satz:

Kate: So we lie.

Seid ihr noch da?

...: Looking for someone or just admiring the view

..: It? s been two days since Sayid took off on his own I keep looking up thinking I? m gonna see him coming back

Okay, einer meine Lieblingsdialoge:

S: So what is it about that guy? Jack. What is it about him that makes you all? weak in the loins.
K: Do you try to be a pig or does it come natural to you?
S: It's that he's a doctor, right? Yeah, ladies dig the doctors. Hell, give me a couple of band-aids, a bottle of peroxide, I could run this island too.
K: You're actually comparing yourself to Jack.
S: The difference between us ain't that big, sweetheart. I guarantee you if he had survived a few more weeks on this island, you would have figured that out.
K: What did you just say?
S: Ah, damn. Didn't I tell you? Word from the valley is Saint Jack got himself buried in a cave-in.
K: What!
S: Look at the bright side. Now you have someone else to pity.

And, last but not least

K: Hi. I'm expecting a letter - hold for guest arrival.

S: Sure, what's your name?

K: Joan Hart.