Charlie's comes dashing up to Sayid and tells him that Rousseau needs him, but he doesn't know why. That doesn't seem to matter, though, as we hear someone screaming. So the two of them go running back, and Claire's lying on the ground, being tended to by Sun, who shows them a rag bloodied by a wound to Claire's head. Charlie checks the crib, and Turniphead's nowhere to be found. Fortunately, Claire isn't unconscious. Unfortunately, though, she's hysterical and screaming and doesn't know which way Rousseau went. Charlie chooses this moment to remind everyone just how cool, calm, and collected he is in the face of a crisis, and he does so by slugging Sayid. Charlie screeches that it's all Sayid's fault, because Sayid didn't give him a gun. Sayid's fault? How would things have changed if he had a gun? Just that Charlie would have been armed when he, you know, left Claire alone with the rifle-packin' crazy woman. Sayid grabs the li'l hobbit by the throat and calmly tells Charlie not to hit him again, tacking on a "plenty of blame to go around" clause to his threat. No time to waste pointing fingers, he says. "She has a head start. If we leave now, we can catch her," says Sayid, even though that makes NO SENSE. Charlie wonders how they're going to do that, and Sayid says he knows where she's going.
Back at the Black Rock, Jack is stuffing rags and stuff into his backpack, saying he'll take all the dynamite, and the more insulation the better. Because they're still going ahead with the idiotic plan that just a moment ago killed one of them already. Locke says they should split up the dynamite into two groups of three sticks as a "fail-safe." "That way, if one of us --" Pulls an Arse? Jack says, "You and me, then," and Locke makes this hand gesture like, "well, obviously." But Kate has strolled up and wants to carry some dynamite. Jack makes his "oh great, the broad expects equal status in our island society" face. "It's not going to happen, no," says Jack, flatly, and they argue about it, with Kate saying that this is why she came and it's not Jack's decision, and Jack saying she wasted a trip and it is in fact his decision, and Locke finally says they'll draw straws, since they don't have time to bicker, and fate will decide. Jack looks like he wants to strangle Locke, but grudgingly assents. He looks at Hurley and asks if he wants in on the Dynamite Transportation Lottery, and Hurley doesn't say anything. Given that we've finally touched again on Hurley's alleged bad luck, shouldn't we revisit the fact that Hurley is bad luck only for other people? Shouldn't Hurley offer to take the whole load? The reason Hurley isn't saying anything is that he's a little grossed out because Jack has "a little Arse" on him, pointing to a little scrap of what is I guess is supposed to be Arseflesh.