Lost, Season One

Sayid:
We can find food. There are plenty of things on this island we can use for sustenance.

Sawyer:
And exactly how are we gonna find this sustenance?

[A knife is thrown into the seat next to Sawyer's head, everyone looks at Locke]

Locke:
We hunt.

Kate:
How did you get that on the plane?

Locke:
Checked it.

Jack:
You either have very good aim, or very bad aim, Mr...

Michael:
Locke. His name is Locke.

Jack:
Okay Mr. Locke, what is it that we're hunting?

Locke:
We know there are wild boar on the island. w:Razorbacks by the look of em. The ones that came into the camp last night were piglets, 100, 150 pounds each. Which means that there's a mother nearby. A 250 pound rat, with scimitar like tusks, a surly disposition, who'd love nothing more than to eviscerate anything that comes near it. Boar's usual mode of attack is to circle around and charge from behind so I figure it'll take at least three of us to distract her long enough for me to flank one of the piglets, pin it and slit its throat.

Sawyer:
And you gave him his knife back?