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Back on the beach, Sayid wanders over to congratulate Charlie on his skill with cracking coconuts. Charlie's still reveling in his PTSD. Sayid ignores it, stating, "You killed a man." Charlie blusters that he killed someone who was killing them and kidnapping Claire and stringing up him, so it's not like he offed any great humanitarian. "I'd do it again in a minute! Pardon me if I'm fresh out of bad feeling," he snaps. So much for John Donne's "No man is an island, entire of itself...any man's death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind" rap. Sayid figures that discussing the classics isn't the way to go about this, so he takes a more indirect approach: "When I was in the army in Tikrit, in Iraq, the man who lived next door was a policeman. One day, his car was rigged with a bomb. It killed his wife and three young children instead. They caught the man who did it. I volunteered to be on the firing squad, and I did my duty without a single ounce of remorse. Then, for no reason, I found myself waking up at night. Replaying what I did in my head." Charlie opines that perhaps Sayid is the one who needs checking up on. Sayid smirks, then responds, "All I'm saying is what happened with Ethan will be with you for the rest of your life." Charlie finally buckles, and asks Sayid, "Any suggestions?" "You're not alone. Don't pretend to be," Sayid says.
Cut to Sawyer, friend to exurban sprawl, trudging through the jungle and grousing, "I take comfort in knowing someday this is gonna be a nice shopping complex. Maybe even an auto mall." Kate doesn't even dignify that with a response, because she's too busy finding boar wallows. There's a squealing, and then Sawyer takes off through the underbrush. He comes back with a little boar piglet. Kate deadpans, "I thought he'd be bigger." Sawyer figures that he'll use the little guy to lure Dad -- because when is an animal more easily subdued than when you threaten its offspring, genius? And then he waves around the audibly distressed piglet while bellowing for the boar. At this point, the animal lover in me is rooting for Papa Boar. Poor little piglet! Kate's pretty upset too, hollering, "What is the matter with you, Sawyer? You're going to hurt it!" Sawyer amazingly manages to duck the thematic anvil reading "How ironic that someone hurt as a child by an inconsiderate adult grew up to do likewise!" and continues to jostle the shrieking baby boar. Kate finally kicks him in the knee, and Sawyer goes down, releasing the poor piglet, which scampers off to write in the mud, "Dear Mr. Sawyer, when I grow up, I will gore your ass without blinking twice..." The only thing that would make this scene better would be if Sawyer had fallen on top of the obviously livid parent boar. Kate stalks off, leaving Sawyer alone in the woods.
Well, he's got his flashbacks for company. Sawyer stalks out of the car, calls the name "Sawyer!" and shoots Duckett a few times. Duckett collapses. Sawyer hands over his letter. Duckett multitasks, bleeding profusely as he reads, then points out that he's not Sawyer. He then gasps that he would have paid Hibbs the money he owed him. Sawyer's all, "Huh-WHA?" and Hibbs correctly intuits, "You don't know what you're doing, do you?" Sawyer practically sobs, "You borrowed money from Hibbs?" As Duckett dies, he whispers, "I was gonna pay. It'll come back around." Sawyer stands there in the rain, trembling with the realization that a) he's a rotten con man since he's as gullible as his marks, and b) not only did he find out he's capable of murder, he killed a more-or-less innocent man. He hasn't righted an old wrong -- he's just taken up a new one.