It's still raining, but the soldiers are now loading some metal crates onto a truck. Desmond is on the back of the truck, and one of his pals asks him why he's acting so crazy. Desmond decides to confide in him, telling him about his little trip to the boat. But his pal just thinks he's trying to get the British equivalent of a section 8 discharge. And now I'm having trouble not picturing Desmond in a lovely housecoat with a marabou trim. Army Pal asks if Desmond recognized anyone on the boat -- it turns out he recognized Penny. Since I don't think Penny was ever a burly sailor dude, I'm assuming he's remembering the photo he was clutching in his hand. And then Desmond runs away from the truck (and his duty) to find a pay phone. He drops his change -- or rather, a hot soldier body checks him as revenge for all the punishment the squad got, causing him to drop his change -- and as he reaches down to pick it up...

He's back on the boat, madly scrambling at the wooden deck for the non-existent coins. The burly sailor men guide him into the bowels of the ship. The taller one introduces himself as Keamy from Las Vegas; his shorter pall is Omar, from Florida. And the boat's last port was Fiji. Omar: "So at least we know we're still in the Pacific." They lead him into the sickbay, and Keamy tells him that they're going to leave him there while they fetch the doctor. Yes, let's leave the apparently deranged man alone in a room full of sharp and dangerous medical implements. Even better, let's lock him in so he gets really mad. They do just that, and Desmond starts pounding on the door and screaming. Until he's interrupted by a voice calling out, "Hey! Hey!" He looks around the room and sees a guy strapped down to a bed, looking even more deranged than Desmond. He asks Desmond, "It's happening to you too, isn't it?" Man, Henry Ian Cusick really knows how to bug his eyes out in terror. This episode gets an extra half a grade just for that. Commercials.