PARACHUTIST: Where am I?!
HURLEY: I dunno. You’re on an Island. Are you here to rescue us? Are there more of you? Can you make your phone work?
PARACHUTIST: Who are you?
HURLEY: Hugo Reyes. I crashed here on Oceanic Flight 815. A bunch of us survived. Is that why you’re here? Were you looking for us?
PARACHUTIST: 815? Flight 815? The one from Sydney?
PARACHUTIST: No, that’s not possible.
HURLEY: Yeah, I know. It wasn’t easy, but we found food, and a hatch…
PARACHUTIST: No. No, Flight 815 they, they found the plane. There were no survivors. They were all dead.
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DESMOND: Are you firing me?
MONK: I am indeed.
DESMOND: You can’t do that, I heard the call.
MONK: I’m sure you did hear the call, but the abbey clearly isn’t where you were meant to end up. I have little doubt that God has different plans than you being a monk, Desmond. Bigger plans—
DESMOND: Oh aye, I’m sure he does.
MONK: He does! You’ve just spent too much time running away to realize what you may be running toward.
DESMOND: Hey. What am I supposed to do now?
MONK: Whatever comes next.
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JULIET: I hope you’re not going back for Jack. Because I was standing right there, when he told you not to come back. And now that you’ve ruined his chance to get off the Island–
KATE: Jack told me not to come back to protect me. Because he didn’t want me to get hurt.
JULIET: We have cameras on the cages, Kate. All of them. He saw you, you and Sawyer. The reason Jack told you not to come back wasn’t because he didn’t want you to get hurt, it was because you broke his heart.
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[Este artículo se publicó originalmente en ‘Libros de Babel’]
¿Qué es el hogar? ¿Qué un refugio? ¿Qué es estar en casa? Hay tantas respuestas a estas preguntas como seres humanos en el mundo, o casi. Para unos el refugio perfecto estará en un bosque, una montaña, una playa. Habrá quien diga que el hogar estará donde está la familia, o el ser amado. O que estar en casa no puede significar otra cosa que hallarse en la propia biblioteca, rodeado de libros.
Para Emily Brontë su refugio, su hogar, eran los páramos de Yorkshire, al norte de Inglaterra, una tierra agreste, inhóspita, tan dura como la escritora, que nació en esas tierras hace ahora 200 años y que pasó en ellas buena parte de su vida, hasta que la tuberculosis se la llevó a los 30 años, dejando como legado sus poemas y una novela, Cumbres borrascosas.
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MIKHAIL: The man who brought me here, who brought all of my people here, he is a magnificent man.
KATE: If Ben’s so magnificent, then why did he need one of us to save him?
MIKHAIL: Ben? Ben is not. I will try to make this as simple as I can. You are not on the list because you are flawed. Because you are angry, and weak, and frightened.
SAYID: The more I learn about your people, the more I suspect you’re not as omniscient as you’d have us believe. Don’t speak to us as if you know us.
MIKHAIL: Of course I don’t know you, Sayid Jarrah. How could I? And you, Kate Austen, are a complete stranger to me. But you John Locke, you I might have a fleeting memory of, but I must be confused, because the John Locke I know was paral—
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