...So, for an episode that was the greater part of a two-parter in three parts, I find I have first to look back to 'Previously, on LOST' for comment, and to Kate's asking
“Why did you call me Jack?”
...either I'm not the only person whose inner ear added
“I am serious. And don't call me Shirley” or this Re-Watch has been waaaay to long a haul for my sanity.
Eg: I remember seeing a lion in a nursery …Rex? Not a chess piece in sight and I'm still seeing kings. But at least having picked that out of the aether, I don't yet have dinosaurs rampaging through the Orchid.
I did see somethings noteworthy in this epi:
John's fronting up Keamy is mirrored soon by Sawyer's meeting with a Dharma era Richard. Each lostie arguing that they – Flight 315's survivors with Widmore's men and the Others with Dharma – have no argument; any losses on the part of Keamy and Richard being ignored and shouldered respectively.
It's Ben put a proverbial spanner in the works each time; a knife to Keamy's neck preventing any more negotiations in the Orchid and his love-bus barbecue ending the ballsily brokered three-year peace in Dharmarville.
According to my subtitles – English for the hearing impaired – Penny's crew speak 'foreign' (I'm paraphrasing); very helpful.

They're not giving much away are they? Boy have I been made to work for scraps of anything clue resembling.
So what to make of this then: when Ben makes his descent to the FDW chamber, he has to smash his way through a sheet of ice ...
suspended in the cave roof.
I was once working outdoors on an estuary when the weather became so severe the sea froze. As the tide fell and the water receded, a fine sheet of ice remained for a time, caught some distance above the surface of the mud, suspended in the reeds.
I'm thinking that at some point the FDW chamber was flooded to the bottom of the tunnel that accesses it from above.
…Coolant?
Merry Christmas everyone!

I'm going to jump now before I'm pushed
(have youse read Stephen King's
Firestarter? I reckon Ben could do a masterclass).
Hand me a parachute and a pallet of Dharma goods if you'd be so kind, wish me a fair wind and a safe landing and I'll see you in another life.
Get that tea on the brew Bernie - I'm bringing crackers!
