Lost, Season 5

[Locke wakes up in a hospitel bed, with Jack staring darkly at him]

Jack Shephard:
What are you doing here?

John Locke:
Jack, how did you find me?

Jack Shephard:
You were in a car accident and you were brought into my hospital. What are you doing here?

John Locke:
We have to go back.

Jack Shephard:
[laughs bitterly] Of course. Of course we do.

John Locke:
Jack, the people I left behind need our help. We're supposed to go back--

Jack Shephard:
--because it's our destiny? How many times are you gonna say that to me, John?

John Locke:
How can you not see it? Of all the hospitals they could've brought me to, I end up here. You don't think that's fate?

Jack Shephard:
Your car accident was on the west side of Los Angeles. You being brought into my hospital isn't fate, John. It's probability.

John Locke:
You don't understand. It wasn't an accident. Someone is trying to kill me.

Jack Shephard:
Why? Why would someone try to kill you?

John Locke:
Because they don't want me to succeed. They wanna stop me. They don't want me to get back because I'm important.

Jack Shephard:
[beat] Have you ever stopped to think that these delusions that you're special aren't real? That maybe there's nothing important about you at all? Maybe you are just a lonely old man that crashed on an Island. That's it. [standing] Good-bye, John.