Back on Craphole Island, Kate (and let's just take a moment to notice that Survivor Kate looks none the worse for wear than Bank Customer Kate) sneaks over to Sawyer's little piece of fuselage. He's sleeping, with the briefcase clamped between his knees, naturally. She tries to take it, and he wakes up, and she winds up on top of him, and they wrestle, and she head-butts him, and she orders him to give it to her, and he says no, and she walks away, and yawn. Commercials.
So Shannon was so hurt by Boone's "useless" comment that she's decided to show him by sunbathing on the beach. I guess I can't say I'm really complaining as usual, I have no point. She decides it's time to turn over onto her stomach, and undo the straps on her bikini top, all the better to fluster Sayid with, as he strolls up and tells her that the sun might be a little more intense than she's used to, since they're so close to the equator. "I've got a pretty good base," she says. Sayid does not seem to disagree. And Charlie pops up to say, "'Base'? Why yes, I am in fact the bass player for Driveshaft, I'm flattered you recognized me." Anyway, the point of the visit is that Sayid wants Shannon's help translated Rousseau's notes. Shannon considers this, before asking if her brother put Sayid up to this. Sayid's all, whuh? "You're the only person on this island who speaks French," he says, when she protests. "I barely speak French," she says. "Please, Shannon. Can you at least try?" Shannon just looks at him.
Sawyer's busied himself trying to pick the locks on the briefcase with bobby pins, or something. Mercutio, dragging a sledge behind him with stuff from the beach, tells him he's wasting his time, because if Sawyer can pick the lock on a "Haliburton," Mercutio will take Sawyer on his back and fly them both to L.A. Sawyer suggests finding a runway, because there ain't no lock ever been made that he can't pick. Hurley strolls by, wondering what Sawyer's up to. "He's trying to pick the lock on a Haliburton," says Mercutio, which makes Hurley break up and yell, "Good luck!" and I'd just like to point out that this is the first time I've heard Haliburton outside the context of A) a famous Nova Scotian, after whom a lecture room at my university was named; or B) Dick Cheney, so it's quite annoying that seemingly everybody on this island is all down with briefcase brand names and security features. Mercutio tells Sawyer that the only way he's getting it open is with "impact velocity," but because the writers think viewers are morons, Sawyer asks what that is, and Mercutio says it's brute force, and to further condescend to us, he suggests Sawyer hit it with something heavy, like a rock. "Or the axe," he adds, quite specifically.