How about I keep my knife in it's sheath, and my penis in my pants, and figure out a way off the island? I mean either way I die on a god forsaken piece of ice so might as well try. If the others agree, we could make a boat and hopefully back to civilization. Even if I do sustain life there for a while, I'm basically condemning people to a life of shit, so I'll take the slim chance of escape.
Then afterward Winston can come out to play.