Dammit, people, you need to buy more tickets to Christopher Guest movies. Then Fred Willard and Michael McKean don't need to shill for Sierra Mist.
Back on the beach, Charlie has solved the mystery of Claire's missing bags that has held us spellbound for the past 20 minutes. Who took the bags? We don't know. Who brought them back to the beach? Kate did, she says, as she walks up. Where were they and why did she move them? She doesn't say, and we're never told, so I guess it doesn't matter, right? I guess this was all just a time-waster until now, when Charlie is frantically looking for Claire's diary, which she kept in a side pocket. Only it's gone, so brilliant Charlie figures out that someone took it. Oh, god. We're going to get a Sawyer scene soon, aren't we?
Mercutio and Walt sort through the pile of salvage from the fuselage. Mercutio, who doesn't appear to have told Walt what the project is, tells his son to look for tubing, anything that could form a frame, and to separate the plastic and the metal and the whatever, so that they can take stock. "Am I being punished?" asks Walt. Mercutio asks if he considers working with his old man punishment. Walt hilariously cocks an eyebrow. Calm down, Mercutio. Maybe this isn't punishment, but no child has ever been forced to put down the comic book and help his father as a reward. "This is us taking control of our destiny," says Mercutio. Well, if it's your destiny, you can't control it, Mercutio. Duh.