Suddenly, at the end of the hall is Ben, saying Juliet's telling the truth. Jack looks surprised, but quickly recovers. "I swear to god, I will kill her." Perhaps still pissed that Juliet picked a Stephen King book for the club, Ben says, "Okay. Have her open the door and she dies anyway. We all do."

Jack thinks they're lying -- so would I, I think. And even if I thought they were telling the truth, my feeling would be, "They're probably going to kill me anyway. Might as well take a few of them with me when I go." So he pushes Juliet away and goes for the door; Ben and Juliet start running in the opposite direction while Jack spins the wheel. Ben runs out the door he presumably came in and doesn't wait for Juliet; he closes the door in her face. "That's for Carrie!" he yells. Juliet looks back at Jack, who's just about got the door open; there's a loud creaking and groaning, and suddenly water starts gushing in, flinging the door open and knocking Jack backwards. Juliet manages to grab hold of a pipe and she yells for Jack, who slowly makes his way over. And in about thirty seconds, this doorway has let in enough water that it's up to their chests, and it's still coming in, yet the two of them are able to shut the door. Yep. Then Juliet yells for Jack to push the button, which she calls the yellow button, although it still looks red to me. Jack flips open the cover and slams the button, and then turns around, right into Juliet's fist, which knocks him out. Nice glass jaw, Jack. Puss. Jack flops face-down into the water, and Juliet, perhaps a little reluctantly, pulls his head out of the water.

Sawyer's stretching his arm out through the bars of his cage, trying to reach a large rock that's conveniently nearby and conveniently flat enough to slide through the bars of his cage. It takes him forever to get it, and when he finally does he pushes down on the foot pedal and uses the rock to hold it in place. He takes his boot off and holds it in one hand while he gets ready to push the cutlery button with the other hand. He does so, and the warning goes off, and he chucks his boot at the other lever, nailing it on the first try. We hear this John Phillip Sousa march blaring through the speakers, and the recorded voice is now saying "reward, reward," and Sawyer annoyingly starts air-conducting the music. And Sawyer's reward? An orange fish-shaped cracker thing with "DHARMA" stamped on it that comes sliding down the chute. He's less than impressed. But wait, there's more! A load of food pellets drop out, piling up at his feet. Sawyer opts for the hopefully less-nasty of two evils, and takes a bite of the fish cracker. But at least there's now water coming out of the pipe, so he crouches down for a drink.