Episode Report Card Daniel: B | 583 USERS: C+ YOU GRADE IT Dyno-mite!
By Daniel | Season 2 | Episode 4 | Aired on 2005.10.12
They make their way down the stairs into a hatch-hole that structurally is similar to Swan station, but if Swan station had been abandoned and looted years ago. It's dark and empty, with a few people standing around a single light source. Michael looks terrified. "I thought you said there were twenty-three of you," he says to Libby, who quietly says, "There were." Jin and Sawyer exchange looks, because…Jin understands? And Michael makes his horrified face. Do you guys have any follow-up questions you might want to ask before we go to commercial? No? Not curious about anything? Okay then.
Sun's working in her garden when Shannon and Claire stroll up. Book club meeting already? No, Shannon and Claire look like something's wrong. Claire explains that she found something in the water; she told Shannon, and they decided Sun should know. Shannon hands over the bottle of messages. Sun doesn't say anything. "We thought you should decide what to do with it." Sun looks stricken.
Back in the hatch-hole, Locke's checking out the rifles (figures) when Hurley stomps up. "Why'd you tell Charlie, man?" "Because he asked, Hugo," is the reply. Hurley says Locke shouldn't have, and they shouldn't have gone down the hatch in the first place, like Hurley warned, because now everything's changed. Locke tries saying that change is good, but Hurley says people always say that even though it isn't true. And now he has to be the bad guy who won't give peanut butter to the "cute blonde" and her "poor island baby." So his decision is that he's not going to do the job, because he doesn't want to, prompting an old geezer lecture from Locke about how he's had lots of jobs that he didn't want to do but he still did them. "You don't get to quit," he says. "Okay then," says Hurley, sounding like someone who's come up with a better idea.
Hurley strolls through the jungle, looking for something. He finds it, wrapped up, stashed in a small stand of trees. He unwraps the package, gingerly, for it is a few sticks of dynamite. You know, there's no problem that can't be solved with a couple sticks of dynamite, I always say.
Flashback to Hurley and Qualls ripping off garden gnomes from some poor middle-class sap. They've got dozens stashed in the back of Qualls's van, which they then are arranging artfully on the front of some other poor middle-class sap's front lawn. Said sap comes out the front door and Hurley and Qualls skedaddle, leaving a gnome-spelled "CLUCK YOU" on the front lawn of Randy II. (Qualls even yells, "Cluck you, Randy!" as they peel on out, laughing.)