picspam: charlie&claire, pt2: s02
CHARLIE: I reckon Jack's going to do something heroic. [Claire sighs and rolls her eyes] What?
CLAIRE: [Handing Aaron over to Charlie to hold] You always try to be funny when you don't want to answer a question.
CHARLIE: Try to be funny?
CLAIRE: [finding the Virgin Mary statue in Charlie’s bag]: What's this?
CHARLIE: Oh, I found it in the jungle.
CLAIRE: You found it?
CHARLIE: Yeah. Be careful. Be careful with it. Hey, take Aaron. [He hands the baby to Claire] You've got to be careful with it, you know. It's the Virgin Mary. She's holy.
CLAIRE: I didn't realize you were so religious.
CHARLIE: I'm not. It's just, you know, it might come in handy. It'd be a nice thing to have around. [He puts the statue back in his bag]
CLAIRE: What's wrong?
CHARLIE: Shannon had a nightmare. (Looking at the baby) Why's he up?
CLAIRE: I woke him.
CHARLIE: Woke him?
CLAIRE: I heard screams -- I got worried. Why, would rather I had left him over there alone?
CHARLIE: You heard screams so woke up the baby and ran toward them?
CLAIRE: Okay, it sounded like she needed help.
CHARLIE: Well, he's going to need feeding now. He's going to be up all night and fussy all day.
CLAIRE: Sorry.
CHARLIE: Alright, well, no harm done -- give him here then. I got him.
CLAIRE: Don't play stupid, Charlie.
CHARLIE: What?
CLAIRE (pulling baggies of heroin out of her pocket): What's this? Because this was in your little statue. And, unless I'm mistaken I seem to remember you saying you're a drug addict.
CHARLIE: I didn't know. (Claire rolls her eyes.) Look, it's sealed up inside a statue, how would I know? Claire, I'm not using. (Charlie starts breaking open the baggies and dumping the heroin in the sand) Look, you believe me now? I don't -- care.
HURLEY: So what do you think's the story with that Libby chick?
CHARLIE: The story?
HURLEY: She's kind of cute, right? You know, in a I've-been-terrorized-by-the-Others-for-40-days kind of way.
CHARLIE: Yeah, there is that.
HURLEY: I think I have a chance with her. I mean, it's the classic desert island scenario. If I ever had a shot, this is it.
CHARLIE: Do you think Claire's missed me yet?
HURLEY: Dude, it's been a day.
CHARLIE: I'm sorry. I should have told you about the statue -- what was in it. I just wish things could get back to the way they were before.
CLAIRE: There is no before, Charlie. We were strangers on a plane and we became friends.
CHARLIE: Now Locke's your friend, huh?
CLAIRE: Please, Charlie, just for now give me some space, okay?
CHARLIE: Yeah, space. (looking at Aaron) See ya, mate. Take care of your mom now, okay.
LOCKE: Charlie, come on, give him to me.
CHARLIE: Who the hell are you, John? Aaron's not your responsibility. Where were you when he was born? Where were you when he was taken? You're not his father. You're not his family.
LOCKE: Neither are you, Charlie.
CHARLIE: I have to do this. I need to. I'm not going to hurt him.
CLAIRE: You're hurting me, Charlie.
(Locke takes the baby from Charlie and gives him to Claire who starts to leave.)
CHARLIE (trying to get to Claire): Claire. I'm sorry, Claire.
CHARLIE: I don't know what we need a vaccine for, but I figured if anyone should have it, you and the baby should. (she doesn't respond) It's alright. It's a pneumatic injector. You just put into your leg (he demonstrates) and it goes right in. Quite painless, really.
CLAIRE: You seem to know a lot about it.
CHARLIE: I tried it. I wanted to make sure it was safe before giving it to you and the baby.
CLAIRE: Well, how do you feel? I mean, did it do anything? What did it, what did it do?
CHARLIE: I feel fine. Anyway, it says you're supposed to give yourself a shot every 9 days. Alright? So, there's enough here for you and the baby for a while. That's it. I'll put it -- I'll put it... (he puts it down).
CLAIRE: Thank you.
CHARLIE: Welcome.
CLAIRE: What happened out there, Charlie?
CHARLIE: You want to hear the part about me nearly being killed by the flaming fireball -- or the flying fork?
CLAIRE: I want you to be serious.
CHARLIE: Nothing happened.
CLAIRE: Well, something happened. I mean that noise, and the sky turned that weird violet color.
CHARLIE: Did it?