Episode Report Card Cindy McLennan: B+ | 900 USERS: B+ YOU GRADE IT John 3:16
By Cindy McLennan | Season 5 | Episode 6 | Aired on 2009.02.18
Jack returns home and man, Ben must have had a cleaning service come in, because remember his place used to look like a flophouse? He opens all the kitchen cabinets, then rounds the corner and he finds what he's looking for in his desk drawer -- a bottle of booze. Does he not remember where he keeps his booze? Yikes. He hears a noise and realizes he's not alone. He makes his way through the dark apartment which is just crazy. I'd be turning on lights left and right. It's a creepy scene, but it ends well, with Jack finding Kate lying on his bed. Okay, and I know that's still creepy to you Sawyer and Kate fans, but you know what I mean. She looks despondent. Jack asks what she's doing there. She wants to know if he's still going back to the island -- because if so, she's going with him. Jack wants to know what happened, and where Aaron is. Kate sits up. "Don't ask questions. If you want me to go with you, you'll never ask me that question again. You will never ask me about Aaron. Do you understand, Jack?" Jack nods and says he does. Kate thanks him, and they...make out, er...because that's what you do when your son -- the nephew of your boyfriend -- has suddenly become such a sore subject that his uncle can't ask about him. Okay, then. I don't mean to trivialize it because it's pretty hot; it's just a weird little scene. Kate's obviously devastated, and Jack's too afraid of scaring her off yet again, so they kiss and fall to the bed, as one of them starts to remove Jack's jacket. And? We go to commercial, which is far less hot. It's that one with the woman with the streaming, long armpit hair. Shudder. The ad-buyer must be a S/Kater.
The next morning, Jack makes coffee and puts out some orange juice, and he looks pretty chipper, so I'm going to pretend the sex must have cheered Kate up, some, at least during. Fresh from the shower, she bids him a good morning and he smiles, all smitten kitten that he is. She makes small talk with him about the wingtips -- joking that hiking boots would be a better choice for the island. Jack explains: "Those were my father's. When I went to pick up his body in Sydney, my dad didn't have any nice shoes. My mother wanted to have the funeral as soon as I landed back in L.A., but I thought, 'Who the Hell's gonna see his feet?' And so I-I had these old white tennis shoes, and I just said, 'Use these. Put these on him,' 'cause he wasn't worth a nice pair of shoes to me, or the time it would take to go out and get 'em." Jack looks down at his coffee with more than a little regret.