Munson's working the prison sewing room, making something on a machine, while Sawyer pushes a janitor's cart around. There's no one else in the room. Sawyer grouses about Munson getting a plum job like "tote bag duty" after only a week, while Sawyer's been there nine months and is still "pushing trash." Munson wants to know what Sawyer's getting at, and Sawyer asks why Munson (whom he's calling "Costanza," hee) thinks the warden's breaking up the fights. He's buttering you up! says Sawyer, pointing out that the easy job is step one. "Step two: the warden'll reach out to your wife. Use her against you." Sawyer calls it a "textbook con," but Munson's skeptical of Sawyer's motives. Sawyer just says the warden's made his life a living hell, and if the warden ever got his hands on Munson's $10 million, Sawyer'd kill himself. Yeah, that's plausible.
And then, the warden strolls in, munching an apple. "He bothering you, Munson?" he asks. Sawyer sarcastically gives the warden a cheery greeting, and the warden snarls something about extending Sawyer's stay with one phone call. Then he drops his apple core on the ground, for the purposes of lending credence to Sawyer's story. Er, I mean, "because he's making Sawyer's life a living hell." "Now how about you get that trash," says the warden. Sawyer takes his sweet time picking up the apple, and glares at the warden, before dropping the core in his cart and moving on.
Back on Craphole Island, Ben approaches Sawyer's cage. "Oh yeah, the big kahuna," whispers Sawyer excitedly. Ben stomps up outside Sawyer's cage. "Lunch already?" says Sawyer. Ben ignores this and asks how much Sawyer weighs. After he gets over his surprise, Sawyer answers that he's "180, give or take." Next, Henry asks how old Sawyer is. Sawyer tries to pass himself off as 32, but Ben sneers at that, and Sawyer cops to 35. Meanwhile, Ben's stepped closer to the bars, and is now standing in a puddle of water. Ben says "good" and starts fiddling with the lock on Sawyer's cage, placing a hand on the bars. Sawyer grabs Ben's arm, and yanks him up against the cage. "Sayonara, sucker!" he crows, and stretches out with one leg to hit the food button. Nothing. He tries again and again. Still nothing. And interestingly, Ben's not struggling. "What did you do?" snarls Sawyer. "We turned it off," Ben says simply, and then he conks Sawyer on the head with some sort of club that turns out to be this kind of telescoping baton, and he goes into the cage and lays a beating on Sawyer, the likes of which we haven't seen since the last episode that featured Sawyer. Ben ignores Kate's shouts of protest, and delivers an Albert Haynesworth-esque stomp to Sawyer's head. Everything goes black.