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Saw this somewhere else and thought it was appropriate:
Jack and Flocke are fighting to the death. Jack has doused Flocke with water, but Flocke gains the upper hand and is about to kill Jack. Suddenly Frank Lapidus, who was thought to be dead appears and shoots Flocke dead with a shotgun*
Frank: Hey buddy, didn’t you see the sign? No smoking allowed.
LOST
I’ve stuck with this show. Even when it was really, REALLY bad, I stuck with it. I thought – the payoff will be worth it.
I don’t think I give a shit anymore. They’re just killing characters just for the hell of it. There’s no rhyme or reason. We spend years getting attached to these characters, becoming emotionally invested in them, just so they can…what? Get blown up by a Swatch (interesting, by the way, that Flocke is completely capable of rigging C4 with a friggin’ K-Mart brand velcro watch)?
Because of my history with abusive relationships, I will stick it out. I just don’t think I care anymore.