We're back in the pouring rain outside Marshal Shrap's Bleeding and Groaning Emporium. Kate looks sad. And pensive.

Commercials! I think the only good Old Navy advertisement of the past ten years was the one that ended up being an ad for Geico.

Rain, rain, rain, rain, rain. Walt and Mercutio are under a tarp. Mercutio asks Walt about Locke. "What did he say?" Mercutio asks, and is rightfully worried when Walt says, "Some of it's secret." Letting your kid get molested by an old man on a deserted island: -2000 Good Dad points. Walt says that Locke told him, "A miracle happened here." Mercutio points out that they did all just survive a fiery plane crash, and adds that he doesn't want Walt hanging around with Locke. Aren't I your friend too? he asks. Walt hauls out the big guns: "If you were my friend, you would find Vincent." Ouch. "I'm gonna get your dog back as soon as it stops raining," Mercutio says, at which point it promptly stops raining. Heh.

Out in the jungle, Mercutio's pushing through the tall grass, doing that baloney that TV and film always make wisecracking black guys do whenever they get shown up the scene before. "'As soon as it stops raining.' Good. Nice." You know what I'm talking about. Loud, "funny" repeating what one said the previous scene to one's self. Maybe I'm the only one who ever notices it. "Walkin' through the haunted damn jungle, looking for --" He's cut off by rustling in the underbrush. He then enacts the following one-act play: