Lost, Season One

Sawyer:
By the time you get back we'll be in the water. Guess this is pretty much goodbye, then.

Jack:
Yeah, I guess it is. Good luck, Sawyer.

Sawyer:
[pause] Jack! About a week before we all got on the plane I got to talking to this man in a bar in Sydney. He was American, too. A doctor. I've been on some benders in my time, but this guy he was going for an all time record. It turns out this guy has a son his son's a doctor, too. They had some kind of big time falling out. The guy knew it was his fault even though his son was back in the States thinking the same damn thing.

Jack:
[starts to recognize who Sawyer's talking about]

Sawyer:
See, kids are like dogs, you knock them around enough they'll think they did something to deserve it. Anyway, there's a pay phone in this bar. And this guy, Christian... tells me he wishes he had the stones to pick up the phone, call his kid, tell him he's sorry, that he's a better doctor than he'll ever be he's proud and he loves him. I had to take off, but something tells me he never got around to making that call. Small world, huh?

Jack:
[unable to hold back tears] Yeah...

Sawyer:
Good luck, Jack.