Instead, Boone flashes back...to a house in Australia, where the door is answered by a rather large, surly man who gives Boone the once-over when he asks for Shannon. Shannon strolls in, putting on earrings, and wants to know what Boone is doing there. And if Boone's there to rescue her, he really probably wants to stay away from sarcastically pointing out that he just spent fifteen hours on a plane, so a nicer welcome would be, um, welcome. Shannon breezily says that now isn't a good time, as she and "Bryan" were just on their way out to meet some friends. Only she brushes her hair back briefly, deliberately long enough to give Boone and us a glimpse of the bruise on her right temple. Boone's eyes flick from her to Bryan. Shannon suggests calling her tomorrow. "Please," she adds, as the music plinks domestic-abusingly along. Finally, Boone says "okay" and leaves, but he looks troubled. He's probably wondering if there's a video store nearby where he can rent Cruel Intentions.
Back on Craphole Island, Hurley's chasing Jin down (well, not really -- that really wouldn't be much of a race) and apologizing for the sea urchin thing. Hurley, it should be said, is carrying a makeshift spear, and Jin is draped in nets. Hurley says he's not looking for any special favours, but he wants to know where Jin gets the fish, and Hurley will take care of his own business with his own tools. Jin seems to understand what Hurley is getting at, but he laughs and says something in Korean that clearly is something along the lines of, "Go home, boy."
Back in the jungle, Boone's saying that they need to tell the rest of the castaways what they're really doing out there, since nobody's going to believe they're hunting boar when they keep coming home completely boarless. Locke, whose island shaman routine wore thin for me ages ago, says that "they're not ready." Boone says he at least wants to tell his sister. "Why do you care about her so much?" says Locke, which is a really weird question to ask someone in response to their saying, "She's my sister." Boone says, "You don't know her, man. She's smart and special in a lot of ways." Ohhhh-kayyyy. Locke, who's getting a justifiably creepy vibe from Boone over this, just says, "Fair enough," and keeps walking. ["I'd have gone with 'name one,' but whatever." -- Sars] Boone insists that Shannon can keep a secret, and he can't keep lying to her, and Locke finally submits to the unrelenting barrage of irritation that is Boone, God's Friggin' Gift to Humanity, and asks him if he's sure he wants to do this: "Are you sure you've thought through the ramifications?" Boone says that he has. "So be it," says Locke, and Boone merrily continues back to the beach. Only Locke whips out one of his 400 knives and cracks Boone in the back of the head with the butt end of it.