Sayid: Naomi, were you close to her?
Miles: Nope. Met her on the boat.
Sayid: You don't seem particularly affected by her death.
Miles: Sure I'm affected. She was hot and I dug her accent.
Kate: Nice.
Sayid: And this woman, Charlotte. You don't really care about her, do you?
Miles: Define care.
Sayid: So much for camaraderie.
Miles: Yeah, gee, who's the one going after one of their crash buddies with guns? Actually, I do care about Locke. Maybe you can tell me how he managed to split your happy little family in half.
Sayid: (glances at Kate) There was a fundamental debate as to whether your people were coming to rescue us... or kill us.
Miles: And which side did you land on?
Sayid: I let you know when I decide.

Sayid: She has no plan! She only has her guilt, and her gun!

Sayid: Take me to the hatch.
Locke: What? I already showed you....
Sayid: John! No more lies.

Sayid: We can find food. There are plenty of things on this island we can use for sustenance.
Sawyer: And exactly how are we gonna find this sustenance?
[A knife is thrown into the seat next to Sawyer's head, everyone looks at Locke]
Locke: We hunt.
Kate: How did you get that on the plane?
Locke: Checked it.
Jack: You either have very good aim, or very bad aim, Mr...
Michael: Locke. His name is Locke.
Jack: Okay Mr. Locke, what is it that we're hunting?
Locke: We know there are wild boar on the island. Razorbacks by the look of em. The ones that came into the camp last night were piglets, 100, 150 pounds each. Which means that there's a mother nearby. A 250 pound rat, with scimitar like tusks, a surly disposition, who'd love nothing more than to eviscerate anything that comes near it. Boar's usual mode of attack is to circle around and charge from behind so I figure it'll take at least three of us to distract her long enough for me to flank one of the piglets, pin it and slit its throat.
Sawyer: And you gave him his knife back?

Sayid: What would be the use in killing you if we're already dead?

Sayid: What's wrong?
Kate: Doesn't make any sense. Why would they let him stay here, with all this stuff, all this equipment?
Sayid: Actually, it makes perfect sense.
Kate: What are you talking about?
Sayid: The reason they let him stay here is because he is not DHARMA. He is one of them.
Kate: He shot you and you just let him-why are we still sitting here?
Sayid: We are sitting here, Kate, because I am certain he is not alone.

Sayid: You'd think they would've come by now.
Charlie: What? Who?
Sayid: Anyone.

Sayid: You'll find me in the next life, if not in this one.
Rousseau: What?
Sayid: The writing on the back of Nadia's photograph.

Sayid: [To Sun] I'm sorry if what I said was unclear. But I asked Jin to come.
Sun: You need someone to translate. And you also need at least two people who know how to sail.
Sayid: Desmond managed on his own.
Sun: And look where he ended up.

Shannon: [To Sayid] I need you to believe in me. No one does; they think I'm some kind of joke. They think I'm worthless.

Shannon: Oh, okay. Are you lost?
Sayid: No, absolutely not. Those trees look really familiar. It's this way...I think.
Shannon: Did you just say 'I think'?

Shannon: The ocean's full of fish.
Boone: Hate to break it to you...the ocean's not gonna take your gold card.

Sun: Did you see me?
Locke: Saw you ripping apart your own garden? No.
Sun: (Smiles)
Locke: Sometimes I wish I had a garden to rip apart.
Locke: I heard you have lost your wedding ring.
Sun: Yes. I have been looking for it everywhere.
Locke: You know, I have once lost something valuable to me. Luckily, I found it later.
Sun: How?
Locke: By finding it the way everything gets found.
Sun: (Staring at Locke)
Locke: I stopped looking.

Sun: If they get past you, that means my husband is dead. And I won't care anymore.

Sun: My husband is many things. But he is not a liar.
Sawyer: You gonna lecture us about lying, Betty? From the look on his face even your old man here didn't know you speak English!