Anyway, he's sarcastically saying that the rafters could wait three or four weeks before launching. "I was just assuming you didn't want to die," he says. Mercutio asks when would be a good time to launch, and this guy says three or four months. "Come on, even the weatherman on TV don't know what's gonna happen. Why are we listening to Art?" says Sawyer, in one of the more contrived information-conveying lines I've ever heard from the mouth of a character not nicknamed Potato Face. "Because I'm a doctor, and you're a hillbilly," says Ol' Buddy Art, making the most of the one episode he'll actually get lines in. "You're a damn high school science teacher," says Sawyer, like it's funny we've never heard of "Art" here before, even though as a man of science he probably would have proven himself useful before now. Jack says to let Art speak, and he says that it's been raining every afternoon (also news to us), which means it's the beginning of monsoon season. As he speaks, Sun strolls up so she and Jin can shoot painful looks at each other. "Monsoon season is bad," says Art helpfully. Then he says that right now the trade winds are blowing north, which is where the shipping lanes are, which is where they'll have a good shot at getting picked up. "When the monsoon season hits, the trade winds are going to shift to the south. The raft goes with the wind," he says. And in a line that nicely sounds exactly like something a high school teacher might say, he asks, "Can anyone tell me what is the only piece of land that's south of us?" Jack says it's Antarctica, which gets him a big ol' gold star. Mercutio asks when they should leave, then. "Yesterday," says Art, and he strolls off, and why nobody asks him why their ol' pal Art couldn't have mentioned this to them a LONG time ago is completely beyond me.
Kate moves from "conflicted" to "troubled." It's subtle, I know. Then she goes after Mercutio, who's striding purposefully up the beach. She quizzes him on whether he believes Art, and Mercutio isn't sure, but figures they shouldn't take the chance and is going to get loaded up ASAP. She asks him if he's got enough supplies, and he interrupts her blatant ingratiation to ask why the sudden interest in the raft. "Because I'm coming with you," she says. Mercutio has this look on his face like it never until now occurred to him that more people might want to hitch a ride than he's actually got room for. Commercials.
You know, just the other day I was chewing some gum and thinking that the one thing it needed was more "xylotol," so thank God for Trident.
Mercutio's telling Kate tough luck, since there's four of them on the raft, and that's it. Kate's all incredulous, including Sawyer? Mercutio says that Sawyer had stuff they needed, so he bought his way onto the raft. Kate says that Sawyer doesn't know anything about boats, unlike her, who spent two summers crewing J-boats. She even tries pointing out that the deal Mercutio made was for the first raft, which burned, but Mercutio doesn't want to argue semantics. Tough noogies, Kate. And then she tries acting all surprised that Mercutio's taking his son, what with how dangerous it is. As opposed to, I suppose, leaving him without his father on the worry-free island. Anyway, it's the wrong tack to take with Mercutio, who snaps that he'll decide what's best for his boy. In this case, that means getting off the island.