S o...
uh...
what is this - what is it for?
A headache.
Oh. Cool.
All right.
Jack.
We got a problem.
We have a problem, or...
you have a problem?
Jack, you're the only one who knows about me.
Before I left for Sydney,
the marshal who was escorting me, he had this silver case.
The airline wouldn't let him bring him the case on the plane.
It was hard enough trying to convince them to let him wear a gun on his ankle.
But the case - they made him check it.
What was in the case?
Some traveling money. Some of his personal stuff.
And four 9 millimeters with a few boxes of ammo.
Guns.
Guns.
So, where is the case now?
Sawyer has it.
Uh-huh.
He hasn't been able to open it, but...
- Lucky for us.
- He will.
Sooner or later.
So, what do you need me to do?
I know where the key is.
He - the marshal kept it in his wallet, in his back pocket.
I buried him, Kate.
I know.
Where?
So what else is in the case?
What?
What else is in the case, Kate?
Nothing.
That's the truth?
Just the guns.
If you want my help, we're gonna open the case together.
Okay.
Okay.
Why are you smiling?
Am I?
You look happy.
Well, I guess I must be then.
There's no reason to be happy. Things are awful.
- They're not that awful.
- We're stranded on an island.
- No one's coming for us.
- You don't know that.
Well, what I do know is there's something in that jungle that eats people.
Just because we've not heard from it in a couple weeks
doesn't mean it won't get hungry again.
And I know there's a person or people that are trying to hurt us.
- Charlie.
- And -
- Nobody blames you.
- What?
For what happened to Claire.
It's not your fault.
You did everything that you could do,
and you came very close to dying yourself.
Yeah.
Maybe I should have died.
You know what I think, Charlie?
You need to ask for help.
Who's gonna help me?
So why didn't you put him with the others
when you burned the fuselage?
Because I needed to bury him.
So you ready to do this?
Hell yeah. By now their imaginations are running wild.
Don't hold back.
He won't talk if the details are off.
You and your details, Maggie.
- Okay, hero...
- No, please, don't.
Shut up!
Everybody just relax!
I said quiet.
Okay, mr. Manager, you want to be a hard-ass?
Protect a vault that doesn't even belong to you?
Okay. There's gonna be consequences.
He's gonna kill me anyway.
I swear to god, if you don't shut up -
You got three seconds to give me that damn key.
1...
2...
3.
All right.
I'll give it to you.
Good. Let's go.
Right around here.
Let's go.
- You all right?
- Compared to what?
- You want me to -
- No. I'll do it.
Oh, god.
- Did you get it?
- Yeah.
The key isn't in here.
It isn't?
No, but that was real good sleight of hand distracting me with the wallet.
Open it.
- Jack -
- Don't.
Don't.
"The sea of sparkles"? No, wait. No, um,
"The sea of silver sparkles that change. "
It's the same as the last one.
Are you sure?
The equation is completely different. It doesn't relate.
What you're saying doesn't make any sense.
Okay.
What about this one?
It should say something about latitude or longitude.
Something about the stars.
Okay, just give me some room, okay?
Um...
"next to the pond... blue... "
uh, "blue eternit-blue eternity. "
No, wait, no. Uh, "blue infinity. "
"Blue infinity"?
"Blue infinity. "
There's something about this that is so familiar.
You've been telling me what sounds very much like nonsense for the past hour,
and now it seems familiar?
Okay, "a", I told you that my French sucks,
and, "b", this isn't my nonsense, okay?
Do you ever think that after 16 years on mystery frickin' island,
your friend might not be quite adjusted?
This was a mistake.
Yeah. Haven't you heard? I'm completely useless.
Sawyer?
Doctor.
So what can I do you for?
Figured she'd get you to do her dirty work for her.
So, what, we gonna wrestle for it?
No, you're gonna give it to me.
- Am I?
- Yeah.
I'm