Later, Jacob returns to the Rape Caves where CJ is weaving
her tangled web a tapestry. She knows it's Jacob before she turns to look at him, because she's spooky like that. She also seems to know, immediately, that the boy is not telling her something. She asks him where his brother is and what he's doing. Jacob: "He's down at the beach, staring out at the ocean." Like Jack? WTF?! Gulp. As Jacob helps his mother sort thread, she guilts the full story out of her fair-haired boy. "Do you love me, Jacob?" Jacob: "Yes." CJ: "Then tell me what happened."
When CJ finds Esau down at the beach, he tries to stick the Senet game in the sand. She sits next to him and smiles. Esau immediately knows the score. "Jacob told you what I found." CJ: "Of course he did. Jacob doesn't know how to lie... He's not like you." Or you, CJ! My youngest doesn't know how to lie, either. Speaking as a mother, I appreciate that a lot more than CJ seems to. Esau isn't sure if he's thrilled that his mother just basically called him a big fat liar. "Why? What am I like?" CJ: "You're special." I like Mr. Rogers' version of this song so much better, but Esau's brilliant smile indicates he's cool with CJ's. He grows more serious though, when he asks if he can keep the game. CJ: "Of course you can. That's why I left it for you." Esau: "It came from you?" CJ: "Of course it did. Where else would it come from?" Esau: "From somewhere else -- across the sea." CJ: "There is nowhere else. The island is all there is." Oh, her pants are so on fire right now. Esau wants to know where they came from. CJ lies that the boys came from her and adds that she came from her own mother. Esau asks where CJ's mother is. CJ: "She's dead." Esau: "What's dead?" CJ: "Something you will never have to worry about." She pulls him close and kisses his cheek. Oh, man. No, he won't have to worry about being dead, but everyone else will, and largely at his hands (or plumes or whatever). What did you do to these boys, you nutcake?
A boar races through the jungle. Esau and Jacob follow after it, spears in hand, ready to bring home the bacon. Mmm, bacon. Then there's a loud smack. They find their prey already dead. They have the good sense to hide in the brush and watch as men arrive to retrieve the boar. The men almost find the boys, but they're too distracted with their kill to look all that closely. We cut to...