Back at the camp, Jack sits down next to a brooding Charlie. "Why did you do it, Charlie?" he asks, which you'd think they might have covered right after it happened. "Because he deserved to die," says Charlie. Jack starts talking about what they might have learned from Ethan, but Charlie doesn't think Ethan would have told them anything. "I wasn't going to let that animal anywhere near her again," he says. Shut up, Charlie. Jack just blinks a couple of times.

Charlie flashes back to him knocking on Lucy's door, and profusely apologizing to her, but she ain't havin' it, telling him that her dad's sales manager showed up with a cigarette case that the EMTs pulled from his suit jacket at the hospital, and it still smelled of his sick. Charlie's like, whoops. "Oh, you meant to. You meant to! You're a liar! I believed you and you lied! I thought you wanted...you said...you selfish bastard!" like GO LUCY, and Charlie tries to explain, and she says she understands why he pretended to like her, and why he stole ("because you're a junkie!") but she can't figure out why he took the bleedin' job (she didn't say "bleedin'," but I wish she had because I love that Briticism). "I guess, I...wanted to be...respectable. I wanted you to think that I could take care of you," he says. "You'll never take care of anyone," she hisses, and slams the door in his face. So, are we supposed to feel sorry for Charlie now? Like this excuses his behaviour? Bollocks.

Hurley strolls through camp. Sun and Jin snuggle. Jack fills up water bottles. Sayid gazes at Shannon while she tends to some wound that I don't remember him suffering this episode (big faker). And Charlie broods. And broods. And Claire comes up to him, smiling, and says, "I remember peanut butter. Why do I remember peanut butter?"

Shut up. That's why.

I'm gone for a couple of weeks, so behave for Sobell while I'm gone. And I'm warning you: by the next time I write a recap, my attractive non-lawyer future wife will have had the "future" designation removed, so expect a marked increase in toilet-seat-up-or-down jokes. ["Not on my watch, son." -- Sars]