My one thought from Lost:

"We should have coffee sometime." / "It worked."

Juliet was so flashing back and forth between a reality where she's alive and never went to the island (the LAX reality) and the one where she's dying.

They're totally gonna pull a Sliding Doors on us. You know, how Gwyn dies in reality A, but then meets her destined honey in the hospital in reality B.

THERE IS HOPE, 'cause I swear to god, Juliet > > > > > > > > Kate.

Kate, douchey ex-girlfriends don't get to help dudes bury their recently-dead loves, okay? Fuck off.