We're at Jae's funeral, and Sun's standing apart from it, in a beautiful shot with a majestic pagoda behind her. Her father strolls up and tells her she shouldn't be here. She asks what he's doing there, and he explains that he does business with Jae's father. "I'm told he jumped from a balcony. He must have felt great shame." Yeah, and how are you feeling right about now, Sun? Mr. Paik tells her to go home to her husband. He turns to leave, but she stops him. I thought she was going to say, "Look, after all these years, I've been meaning to ask... your lazy eye... which eye should I look at when I'm talking to you?" Instead, she just asks if he's ever going to tell Jin. He says it's not his place, and walks away. Rather disingenuous of him, given that in all likelihood his sending Jin to kill Jae probably ought to have resulted in Jin finding out about the affair. But you can't spell "passive-aggressive" without "Paik." Not correctly, anyway.
On the beach, Sun's sitting, cold and wet. Jin wraps a blanket around her and kisses her on the cheek. "I don't know what I'd do without you," he says. He puts a hand on her stomach. "Both of you." They gaze at each other a moment. Sayid interrupts their moment to say that he's sorry he dragged them into this. "And please communicate to your husband that next time I will listen to him." He says they should go, as they have a long walk ahead of them.
We're back at The Others' Prison for Southern Bad Boys with Hearts of Gold and Fugitive Femme Fatales. Sawyer's coughing up a lung into his water trough. Kate asks if he's okay, and Sawyer says he's never been better. "What the hell were you thinking?" she asks. Sawyer says he couldn't help himself: "You looked so damn cute swinging that pickaxe. Chain gang looks good on you, Freckles." Kate rolls her eyes, so Sawyer struggles to his feet and gets as close as he can to the bars of his cage. "Two of those guards got some real fight in 'em. The rest of 'em, I ain't that much worried about. That heavyset guy, he packs a hell of a punch. The shaggy-haired kid's got some kind of martial-arts training, but I think I could take him if I had to. Oh, FYI: those zapper things got a safety on 'em." All this brawling talk has got Kate hot: "Did you see the look on their faces when you got hold of that rifle?" Kate's scale is tipping towards Reggie, folks. Sawyer says he figures most of them have never seen any real action. "But that blonde who had a gun pointed at you? She would have shot you. No problem." But never mind their current situation; Kate focuses on a real problem. "Why'd she call you James?" she says. Of course, she already knows Sawyer isn't his real name. Sawyer confirms that James is indeed his real name. "I noticed something else, too. You taste like strawberries," he says. Oh, gag. As if. "You taste like fish biscuits," is her response. Then she asks what they do now. "Well, Shortcake, now we wait for these bastards to make a mistake." You mean a mistake like discussing your strategy without making sure you're not being eavesdropped on? Because that's what's happening: Ben's keeping eye on things via a bunch of monitors, not unlike the ones in Pearl Station. Sawyer continues: "Sooner or later, they're going to let their guard down. And when they do, we're going to be there to put them in their place."