As if from a nightmare, Desmond wakes with a start. Penny, hearing his moans, turns on the light and asks if he's all right. When Des says he was on the island, Penny reminds him that he's been off for three years and that he's safe now -- that it was just a dream. Desmond says, "It wasn't a dream. It was a memory." Donning his sweater (what a shame) he makes his way to their boat's deck, while Penny asks where he's going. Do you ever wonder why she searched so long and hard, far and wide, for this seemingly high-maintenance Scot? Me, neither. As he hauls up the anchor and does other sorts of boat-y things for which I don't know the appropriate terms, Des tells Penny that they're going... to Oxford. DUN!
And? It seems I ended the recaplet in the wrong place, because this is the end of the first hour. Stay tuned for the second hour, which is coming up as soon as I wet my whistle.