"I never got the point of all that. I mean, if you've got a fuckin' treasure, why not spend it? Burying it's like... counterproductive, innit?" Chris says, looking up at Claire from his spot in an already ankle-deep hole. He figures that digging's at least half of the job, since he's got to get enough sand for this from somewhere.

"But... I'm not burying anything. What you're witnessing is the beginning of the island's biggest sand castle." He reaches over and picks up a bucket he's nicked from the compound to show her.