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.
Kate and Charlie go to get something from Sawyer (Claire's diary). He's reluctant. They argue. And he gives it to them. And that's all I'm going to say about this, since we've seen this, by my count, eighty-six times since the beginning of the series. Notable here: Charlie's horrified as Sawyer implies he's read the diary, and incensed as Sawyer pretends to read the references to Charlie ("has-been pop star" and "limey runt" are the choice bits). So Charlie and Sawyer engage in fisticuffs ("You hit like a ponce," Charlie tells Sawyer). And Kate, all disappointed in Sawyer, because he's USUALLY SO HELPFUL AND CONSIDERATE, says, "You didn't really read it, did you?" and Sawyer says he just hasn't gotten around to it yet, because, oh yeah, that's right, Sawyer's asshole routine is just an act and he's got a heart of gold, blah blah blah. Wouldn't it be nice if just once a character was looking for something, and Sawyer didn't have it? "You know, I had a metronome in my suitcase. Hopefully it's still there. Yep, here it is!"
Mercutio's now doing such a good job watching Walt that when Locke and Boone, God's Friggin' Gift to Humanity go strolling by, and Walt says he's going to get some water, and takes off, Mercutio only asks Walt to get some water for him too.
But before Walt catches up to them, Shannon intercepts Boone to ask if they're just going to keep coming back without any food. Boone, allegedly having let go of his Shannon-desire, doesn't say much. She wants to know what's going on, and he coldly points out that since she's been a "functioning bulimic" since junior high, he figured she'd be more than happy to drop a size or two. Shannon switches gears, and she apparently is now on board (pun intended) with Mercutio's raft project, and she's planning to help him. "Why don't you help me?" she says, in the way of pretty, pretty women everywhere who want something from a man befuddled by such prettiness (which is probably 90 percent of us. I myself started looking for tubing as soon as Shannon said she wanted help). Boone thinks about it for a moment, then just says "no thanks" and walks off, Shannon glaring after him.