Lost2004

[Jack's explaining his "excuse" for his tour de stade after injuring his ankle]

Jack:
Just trying to work a few things out.

Desmond:
Ah, a girl, right?

Jack:
A patient.

Desmond:
Ah, but a girl patient. What's her name?

Jack:
Her name's Sarah.

Desmond:
What'd you do to her, then?

Jack:
Do to her?

Desmond:
You must have done something worthy of this self-flagellation.

Jack:
I told her... I made her a promise I couldn't keep... I told her I'd fix her and I couldn't. I failed.

Desmond:
Right. Just one thing - what if you did fix her?

Jack:
I didn't.

Desmond:
But what if you did?

Jack:
You don't know what you're talking about, man.

Desmond:
I don't? Why not?

Jack:
Because with her situation that would be a miracle, "brother."

Desmond:
Oh, and you don't believe in miracles?

[Jack laughs and shakes his head]

Desmond:
Right. Well then, I'm going to give you some advice anyway. You have to lift it up.

Jack:
Lift it up?

Desmond:
Your ankle. You have to keep it elevated. It's been nice chatting.

Jack:
Jack.

Desmond:
Jack, I'm Desmond. Good luck, brother. See you in another life, yeah?