Lost, Season Six

Ben:
What are you?

The Man in Black:
[disguised as John Locke] I'm not a "what", Ben, I'm a "who".

Ben:
You're the monster.

The Man in Black:
Let's not resort to name calling.

Ben:
You used me. You couldn't kill him yourself, so you made me do it.

The Man in Black:
I didn't make you do anything. You should know, he was very confused when you killed him.

Ben:
I seriously doubt that Jacob was ever confused.

The Man in Black:
I'm not talking about Jacob. I'm talking about John Locke. Do you want to know what he was thinking while you choked the life out of him, Benjamin? What the last thought that ran through his head was? "I don't understand." Isn't that just the saddest thing you've ever heard? But it's fitting in a way because when John first came to the island, he was a very sad man. A victim shouting at the world for being told what he couldn't do, even though they were right. He was weak and pathetic, and irreparably broken, but despite all of that, there was something admirable about him. He was the only one of them who didn't want to leave. The only one who realized how pitiful the life he left behind actually was.

Ben:
What do you want?

The Man in Black:
Well that's the great irony here, Ben, because I want the one thing that John Locke didn't. I want to go home.