Claire and Charlie are engaging in telegenic beach-related busywork, discussing what they miss the most. Claire misses warm, fluffy towels; Charlie misses banoffee pie. "Is food the only thing you miss?" Claire says, and Charlie manages not to go on about the pipeweed for which his body screams. "You're pregnant!" he says. "Do you not crave anything?" Claire says she's the only Australian who loves peanut butter. Charlie says he can get Claire peanut butter, but if he does, she has to leave Midsection Beach and move with him to the caves. She agrees.

The caves. Shannon is gasping very realistically for air. Poor Shannon; on top of not being able to breathe, she looks really shitty right now. I wonder which she feels worse about. Jack rushes over and spins a web of lies, lies! about how she's panicking and needs to calm down. No one I know who's ever been in the midst of a serious, can't-breathe-at-all asthma attack has ever managed to snap out of it by "calming down," but I guess they were weak, not strong like characters on a TV show. Anyways, Boone, God's Friggin' Gift to Humanity is still freaking out, but Jack gets him to shut up and gets Shannon to control her breathing. There's a really nice shot of a really scared-looking Shannon breathing through her nose. She calms down a bit, and Jack takes Boone, God's Friggin' Gift to Humanity aside, telling him not to let her panic. Then Jack takes off, Sayid following. "That was awesome, man," says Hurley. "That was like a...Jedi moment."