Back on Craphole Island, Sawyer's tidying up his tent, and Kate strolls up to tell him that she loves what he's done with the place, because Kate always has to make some kind of smart-ass remark when she shows up. She says she heard Jack took Sawyer's painkillers. Sawyer curtly says he and the doc are "on the outs" but that's one less Christmas card he has to send this year. One fewer, James. Kate squats down, tossing him a hairstyling magazine, I guess, because Sawyer makes a sarcastic comment about how he'd love to read about how to feather his hair, but he lost his glasses on the raft. He suggests instead that Kate read it to him, which makes her smile. "What, you got an appointment or something?" he asks. This gives her a giggling fit for some reason, like maybe Kate is smoking up or something, and she then starts to read him some article about "10 Ways To Tell If He's A Sensitive Man."
Fortunately, we're interrupted by Locke, strolling by, saying "morning," and Kate says hi, and Sawyer slyly says that Locke's a sensitive man, and Kate says Claire asked him to sleep over there, and blah blah blah, Sawyer says Locke's got needs, as do they all, and he gives Kate the ol' hairy eyeball as he says this, like how much more enjoyable was Sawyer when he was shot and unconscious all the time? "Not everyone is like you, Sawyer," says Kate, and thank god for that. "Guess that's why Ol' Jacko and Ana-Lulu didn't ask me to join their revolution," says Sawyer, and I know it's kind of late to be complaining about this, but is Sawyer actually physically incapable of, like allergic to, referring to people by their actual names? Kate doesn't know what he's talking about, and is even more confused when Sawyer asks if she doesn't know about their little army. "Guess I'm not the only one on the outs with the doc," says Sawyer, satisfied.