LOST | Candidate Numbers
“What, what happened? I mean, how, how did he…”
“He was trying to help us.”
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CHARLIE: Did you get it?
HURLEY: Dude, quit asking me that.
CHARLIE: Sorry. You, you said you knew how to fish.
HURLEY: Yeah, off the Santa Monica pier with my old man and a fishing pole and bait. Never had to try and poke one with a sharp stick.
CHARLIE: Well, I really appreciate you trying to help me out, thanks.
HURLEY: Anything to keep me far away from that fuselage and that freakin’ redneck jerk. [Hurley spears again and misses] Crap, crap, crap, son of a…
CHARLIE: Can I have a go?
HURLEY: Knock yourself out. Here comes one. Put your weight into it. Now, you see it? Wait for it, wait… now. [Charlie lunges and misses]. Dude, you’ve got to try to pin it.
CHARLIE: You see how close I was? No, you just have to corner it.