Wilfred2011

Wilfred:
Are you sure you want to know?

Ryan:
Is this a joke?

Wilfred:
It's not. Ryan, remember the night before we met? The pills you took?

Ryan:
Yes...?

Wilfred:
They worked, mate. I'm sorry, Ryan. They worked. You must have notived things here are... different. Seems a little... off, right?

Ryan:
Am I...?

Wilfred:
No. You're somewhere in between. Your future depends on the outcome of that settlement meeting tomorrow. If Jenna gets her job back, well... you get to move on.

Ryan:
So none of this is really happening?

Wilfred:
Everything on the island is real. The rest is an illusion.

Ryan:
What island?

Wilfred:
Ah, forget the last bit.

Ryan:
WILFRED!

Wilfred:
Shhh! Smoke monster!

Ryan:
I've seen Lost, Wilfred.

Wilfred:
What did you think of the ending?

Ryan:
Why can't I get a straight answer out of you?

Wilfred:
Come on, Ryan! These are big existential questions, best left for boring Russian novelist and teenagers on acid! Real people don't think about this sh*t.