Episode Report Card Grade It Now! YOU GRADE IT Hey! Kate! I got a new complaint!
By Daniel | Season 1 | Episode 22 | Aired on 05.10.2005
The hatch. Jack wants to know how long Locke has known about it, and Locke says about three weeks. "You been out here for three weeks, digging this thing up, and you never told me about it," says Jack. "All due respect, Jack, but since when do I report to you?" says Locke. Good question. Jack shoots back with, "All due respect, John, but you lied." Sayid, taking this all in, looks at Locke like, "Oooh, snap." Locke asks how long Jack had the case of guns before the rest of them needed to know. "You used your best discretion, I used mine," says Locke. Jack's got no answer to that one, so he finally just asks how they get it open. This sets Sayid a-spazzin', surprised that Jack wants to open it. "I brought you here to talk him out of this insanity! Anything could be inside," he says, and Jack shrugs and says best-case scenario, there are supplies. Worst case, it's a shelter. Sayid says he can think of worse cases than that, and points out that there's no handle anywhere visible. "Could the reason for that be more obvious?" I'm wondering if he's going for something specific until he says, "Maybe it was never meant to be opened from the outside."
The trio are on their way back when they hear Kate's urgent shouting. She meets up with them, and tells Jack something's wrong with Michael, and everybody starts running back.
On the beach, Jack quizzes an agonized Mercutio on what he's eaten that day (fruit and fish), if he's drinking enough water (two or three bottles), and where he got that water (the caves, like everyone else). Jack tells him to stay in the shade and not move so much. Mercutio tries to get up, since he needs to get the raft ready to launch tomorrow. Jack says he knows, but insists Mercutio lie down. Kate, Sun, and Walt prepare to take over the ongoing caregiver role, and we zoom in on Kate as we get ready for another flashback.
She's in Tom's kitchen, looking at pictures of the man and his young family, while Tom's on the phone with "Adam," either looking to score some weed or to get some time with the MRI machine as a favour for a friend of friend. Probably the latter; the former might have been me, looking for something to take the edge off the growing annoyance of this show going nowhere. Tom gets off the phone, notices Kate looking at the photo of him holding his young son. "His name's Conner," he tells her, and Conner will be 22 months next week. Kate says he's beautiful, which Tom attributes to Rachel. "Where is she?" asks Kate, even if the top she's wearing might cause Tom to answer, "Where is who?" Instead, he says Rachel's visiting her folks in Cedar Rapids and gets back on Sunday.
He tells her he got Diane in for an MRI at 5 AM, which means they have three hours to kill. "Tom --" says Kate, and Tom cuts her off by saying, "You're welcome," and Kate makes this face like, "Oh, yeah, that wasn't what I was going to say, but I'll let him think that." After a length of time appropriate for silent gratitude, Kate asks if Tom thinks "it's still there." He asks if what's still there. "You know what," she says, coolly. Tom looks like he'd really rather not be discussing whatever this is with the beautiful woman from his past in his home while his wife's away, and lamely offers that it's the middle of the night. Kate says this might be their only chance.