OK, Hurley?
Did either of you see
a guy run through here?
In a bathrobe?
With a coconut?
No. I saw a polar bear
on rollerblades with a mango.
I did not see anything either.
Yeah, me neither.
- 4, 8, 1 5, 1 6, 23, 42...
- Aw, dude.
Pretty sneaky, Leonard.
Using those magic numbers of yours
as a psych-out, aren't you, man?
Oh, yeah, that's right. You just
play dumb. I'm onto your juju, man.
- They're just numbers, dude.
- What the hell is that?
It's my mid-afternoon snack.
Dude, that's celery.
Celery is not a snack.
Leonard's got graham crackers.
You should snag one. He won't notice.
What's he gonna do? Call you a "23"?
- 4, 8, 1 5, 1 6...
- 4, 8, 1 5, 1 6, 23, 42. Hike!
Hey, Hugo. Here's your meds.
Thank you, Nurse Lazenby.
Dude, you wanna get outta here with me?
- Don't take the horse tranquilizer.
- What do you mean, "get outta here?"
I mean, escape, man. Me and you. ASAP.
They're getting to you, dude.
We gotta split.
- Dr. Brooks says...
- Dr. Brooks does not care about you.
He's the one prescribing that crap.
What the hell is it anyway?
- Clonazepam.
- Hugo.
- Something wrong with your meds, there?
- No.
Me and Dave were just, you know...
talking about stuff.
Right. Well, sorry to interrupt.
Hello there, Dave.
Hello there, Dr. Brooks.
- And how are you today?
- Never been saner.
I'm taking pictures for the bulletin
board. I've got everyone except you two.
- Would you guys mind?
- OK.
OK. Why don't you
get a little closer together?
Are you gonna make us
look at the ducky, too?
Say cheese!
- [Hurley] Cheese!
- [Dave] Queso!
Great. OK, you...
you need a little water with that?
Nope. I'm good.
OK. Well, fine. See you later, guys.
Thanks for the photo op.
[Leonard] 8, 1 5, 1 6, 23, 42...
- Dude...
- Dude.
The revolution has begun, man.
Lay low. When the time is right, we fly.
You gotta twist it.
To get the frosting.
Pulling it'll only break your cookie.
Well, that's what I get for not going
to the expert in the first place.
What can I do you for, Deep Dish?
I was kind of looking for something.
Forget it. I'm done trading.
I got enough food now
to open a chain of mini-marts.
Hey, you think Sayid needs a job?
Well, actually, I was sort of
hoping you'd do me a favor.
Remember when I helped you out
with that tree frog...
which you killed?
Yeah, I remember.
Well, I sorta... need some medicine.
What do you need?
- It's called Clonazepam.
- Clonaze-what?
What the hell's that?
It's so you can calm down
or for when you're seeing things...
that aren't supposed to be there.
What stuff are you seeing?
I don't know, maybe, like,
a bald guy in a bathrobe.
You mean like that guy there?
Gotcha.
[Hurley growls]
- [Hurley] Think you're funny?
- [Sawyer] What are you doing?
- [Hurley] Who do you think you are?
- [Sawyer] Get off!
- [Sawyer] Let go of me!
- [Hurley] Lambchop!
[Sun speaks Korean]
Pork Pie! Babar! Jabba! Stay-Puft!
[continues in Korean]
- Kong! Deep Dish!
- Let go of me! Get him off me!
Get off me! You out of your mind?
What the hell's the matter with you?
Get off me!
What the hell's the matter with you?
- You're crazy!
- I'm not crazy.
I'm not crazy.
So he just attacked you, huh?
Try to contain yourself, Freckles.
What? I'm worried.
- You look like you got your ass kicked.
- Don't you got an adventure to get to?
I think Timmy fell down a well
over that way.
- Why would Hurley of all people...
- I got no idea! I didn't do nothing.
- He just Hulked out on me.
- For no reason at all?
OK.
You walk off
and have yourself a nice long giggle.
But steer clear. The man is crazy.
Hurley?
Hey.
- You OK? What happened with Sawyer?
- I don't wanna talk about it.
- So, you beat him up?
- Guess you know what happened, then.
- I'm on your side. Whatever you...
- Look, I don't wanna talk, OK?
- What?
- That's a lot of peanut butter.
I'll need a lot of protein
where I'm going.
- Where are you going?
- Back