Ben is putting the chicken back in the refrigerator. Salmonella sucks! Botulism never! Jack busts in without knocking or anything. He's so manly. Jack knows that Ben doesn't owe him anything, but he has to ask him to let his friends go. Ben is shocked that Jack wouldn't bother knocking. Ben wants to know that if he says no, will Jack stay? Jack says yeah. Um, what? You would stay? Oh, Saint Jack. Welcome back! Here's your halo and harp. Oh, you prefer the piano? I'll get that for you right away, Your Holiness. Ben thinks for a second and then agrees, because Jack's friends are there to rescue him, but since he is rescuing himself there is no point in keeping them around. Um, what? Ben, you missed your calling. With that unique ability to reason, you definitely should have been a lawyer. Jack asks for his word, and Ben shakes on it. Anyway, Ben says he will let them go just as soon as Jack as has left the Island. He totally has his fingers crossed because he knows that Locke is blowing up the submarine and no one is leaving the Island. He is such an evil genius! Juliet is standing there, watching the exchange. Ben says this is goodbye and Juliet thanks him for keeping his promise. She looks teary eyed. Ben looks sad, but really, if Ben had done his background research, he would have known that Juliet was a total doctor hag and would ditch him as soon as she found a nice doctor to cling on to. Hello, doesn't he watch ER? She and Jack wave goodbye and head off to their happy ending in the sunset. Right? Right?

As Juliet and Jack walk down to the sub with an entourage of armed men, Locke has the misfortune of coming up the path at the exact same time and getting nabbed. He puts his hands up and gets on his knees, looking up at Jack a bit sheepishly. Jack wants to know what Locke is doing there, but Locke doesn't answer and just says, "I'm sorry." Jack wants to know what Locke is sorry for, but his question is answered by the freakin' giant explosion at the submarine. Oh, Locke. There is a cabin in Montana with your name on it. Jack gets all crazy-eyed and just stares at Locke while the Other entourage looks on in shock. Don't they know that Locke is batshit crazy? Well I guess they do now.

Locke is pounding on the door of an apartment. Evil Daddy answers the door. Locke is demanding to know what he did, if Evil Daddy had anything to do with the death of Peter Talbot. He was on to Evil Daddy, and Locke told him, and the next thing he knows is that Peter is dead. Evil Daddy says, "Moi?" He just can't believe that John would think such a think about him. He's been doing the con artist thing for a long time -- he's a professional! He's not going to get nervous about some kid. Locke doesn't buy it. Why is Evil Daddy still here when Locke told him to leave? Evil Daddy decides to come clean. He didn't end it with the lady, because he was looking for an angle, a way to make some money. Then Peter died, and everything went to hell. Evil Daddy needs a drink. He crosses the room to get his Scotch. It must be hard for a con man to talk about losing so much money. The woman he was going to marry is devastated by Peter's death. So devastated that she called off the wedding. He says there is no money in it anymore. The woman just wants to be alone. Locke is not really buying it. He can't believe that she called off the wedding. He asks, "If I called her right now is that what she would tell me?" Evil Daddy gestures towards the phone with his cocktail and says, "The phone is right over there, John." Locke walks over to make the call when, holy crap!, Evil Daddy dive tackles him and knocks him out the window! It's like eight stories! He lands right on his back. Locke is toast! Man, that is one Evil Daddy! And, wow, do those windows suck!