So Boone and Locke are traipsing through the jungle, with Locke limping badly and Boone asking yet again what's wrong with Locke's leg. Locke says that it's just the shrapnel wound, but Boone points out that the shrapnel wound was (however improbably) in Locke's right leg, but he's now struggling with his left. And then Locke falls down again, and Boone wants to get him back to camp so he can see Jack. "Jack wouldn't know the first thing about what's wrong with me," says Locke. Which is probably true. What's more, Jack would likely be a real dick while diagnosing him, too. Locke tries to keep going, but finally flops onto his back. He comes clean with Boone and tells him that he was in a wheelchair for four years before the crash, right up until he got onto the plane. Boone wants to know what he was in a wheelchair for, and Locke says it's not important anymore. Translation: writers haven't figured it out yet. "This island, it changed me. It made me whole. Now it's trying to take it back, and I don't know why. But it wants me to follow what I saw." More jabbering about how Locke was meant to do this, that they're being led to a way to get into the hatch, but they just have to keep going. Boone caves, of course, and asks if Locke can keep going. Locke asks to be helped to his feet, which Boone does.
Locke and his daddy are hunting doves, which seems kind of mean. Cooper's wearing some stupid-looking beret, and telling Locke that the doves can move faster than you think, so you really have to lead them. And Locke seems to have gotten pretty good at hunting really quickly, if you can call picking off defenceless doves "hunting," as he pegs one right away. Cooper starts laying things on a little thick, saying that Locke's mother may have had her problems, but at least she brought them together, while they still have time. He gives Locke a long look. He might as well wince, clutch his back, and say, "Ow, my kidney!" he's being so obvious.