Like The General Of An Army

Like The General Of An Army is the third episode of Survivor: Seychelles - Battle Of The Sexes.

Previously On Survivor...

 * Felicity and Mallorie had a feud…

Felicity: You don’t have a damn clue what you’re saying.

Mallorie: And you’re a filthy liar. You’re lying to me and to everyone here on this beach right now, right in front of everyone! Keep on lying, Felicia, you’re just ruining your game for yourself.

"meisie"

- Mark my words, she’s still very much on the bottom of this tribe and if I have anything to say about it, she’ll be leaving at our very next tribal council.


 * Graham was on the bottom of his tribe, and fought to stay in the game…

Graham: Like, what do you guys think about…getting rid of Brandy first?

Kim looks shocked.

Dillan: That’s…[nervous laughter] quite a bold proposition.

"seuntjie"

- Graham, you really don’t learn your lesson. You should not be saying this kind of conspiratorial stuff in my presence, I’m just going to rat you out.


 * Brandy and Sven tried to teach Graham a lesson the only way they knew how…

Brandy: I’m going to punk that little...punk.

Sven: I say we prank him.

Brandy: No way, dude.

Sven: Yeah, I am. He’s not here. I’m gonna frikkin’, like, bury his socks.

Brandy: Dude [laughing] He is gonna be pissed, I can’t wait to see it.


 * And it made Logan uncomfortable.

Logan: Cut it out. This is silly.

"seuntjie"

- The guys’ behavior has made me very unsure if I still want to be a part of this alliance that they’ve brought me into. These are not the kind of people I want to associate with.


 * After Seuntjie lost the immunity challenge…

Jeff: Meisie wins immunity!

Bridgette is hopping up and down, as Brandy spits the remains of his balut on the floor in disgust.


 * Graham had to scramble to stay alive, and Logan threw him a bone.

Logan: I’ve been doing a lot of thinking as of late and...I’m not sure if I want to work with guys like them. So I propose...we just band together and...take one of those three out.

Graham’s eyes widen.

Graham: You wanna blindside someone?

Logan: That’s what I propose.

Graham: I am 100% down for this, Logan. Thank you so much.

Logan: You want to do Brandy?

Graham: Please. I’ve been thinking and dreaming about it.


 * But Westin ratted the pair out…

Westin: Logan’s pitching to get you out.

Brandy: Excuse me?

Westin: You heard me.

"seuntjie"

- Let Brandy distrust Logan, and let Logan distrust Graham. It’s way more fun to see them all turn on each other, suspicious and paranoid. That’s what this game is all about.


 * And it all went downhill for Logan from there…

Brandy: While Logan may have retreated with his tail between his legs, who’s to say he won’t try to take a shot at me, or you, again?

Sven: I say we vote his ass off.

Brandy: I hate disloyalty, I really do.

Sven: He’s just dumb! Dumb!


 * Abraham made the final call, and that night, Logan got his wish and saved Graham...at the cost of his own game.

Jeff: Logan, your tribe has spoken. [snuffs torch]

Graham is shaky, breathing a sigh of relief. Abraham is nodding.


 * 14 are left. Who will be voted out…tonight?

Day 7
Morning dawns on the Seuntjie beach, as the castaways get to their daily activities around camp. Dillan is standing by the fire, swinging his arms back and forth in a leisurely manner, watching as Kim prepares breakfast.

Kim: [laughing] Where’s our resident chef to do this?

Abraham: Sorry to burden you, Kim. Tell you what, I’ll take dinner tonight. I’m just gonna go see if Sven can catch any fish at all.

Graham is waking up too, blinking away his sleep as he sits up, wrapping his arms around his knees and drawing them close to his chest. He looks out at the waves crashing onto shore, staring out at the distant horizon.

"seuntjie"

- Tribal council last night was a killer. Logan went home, after trying to save me. It’s ironic, that he wanted to help me out and ended up voting against me, and the very people who were plotting against me helped to vote him out. I’m not happy that he left. He was a good guy, you know? He stood up for me in spite of all that Brandy and Sven did. And yet he’s the one who had to go for me to stay. It just sucks. It’s not fair.

Abraham: Graham, you wanna come with to the water?

Graham: [clearing throat] Sure.

He gets up and out of the shelter, following Abraham with his hands in his jacket pockets.

"seuntjie"

- To still be here and to wake up to the sound and smell of the sea and to know that I’m still here and playing this game, it’s a blessing. I’ve been given another chance and I don’t want it to go to waste. Logan left so that I could stay and I’m going to play my heart out. This is it. This is my Survivor journey. I may never get another second chance to come back out here, and I want to cherish and enjoy this adventure to the fullest. Last night was a wake up call for me.

Abraham: I just want you to know, that lowkey, I’ve got your back, you know? I’ll keep your name out of Brandy’s mouth, you won’t have to worry about him coming after you as long as you’ve got me. Graham: Yeah. That sounds good. Abraham: You’re like - you’re like my little brother to me, out here.

Graham raises an eyebrow, but turns away so Abraham cannot see.

Graham: Oh yeah?

Abraham: Yeah, I don’t want you to go. Brandy will argue vehemently otherwise but you can count on me.

"seuntjie"

- Abraham’s telling me that he saved me last night because I’m like a little brother to him. I know I was the target yesterday if not for Logan throwing his entire game out the window. He’s trying to pull me in so I’ll be a vote for him. Abraham is very crafty and very smart like that, but I see what he’s up to. I am still very much on the bottom of this tribe.

Abraham: So don’t sweat it, kid.

Graham laughs good-naturedly as Abraham pats him on the back and continues walking with him to the shoreline.

"seuntjie"

- I made the decision last night that we, as an alliance sans Logan and plus Kim, would vote off Logan over Graham, and I’m hoping I made the right choice. Logan tried to go against the alliance that we had and rightfully, I lost all trust in him. I know Brandy’s not happy that Graham’s still here, and Brandy is my friend and ally, so I respect his opinion, and I hope I made the right choice saving Graham. Because now, Graham owes me a debt, and if he’s man of his word, he’ll pay me back for it in the future. I want him to think that he owes me. Graham’s just a pawn on my chess board for me to keep in my back pocket for now in case I’ll need him later on.

In the meantime, on Meisie…

Mallorie is awake, stretching gracefully as she walks over to where Mary-Anne is stirring rice in the pot.

Mallorie: Morning.

Mary-Anne: Rise and shine!

Mallorie: Crazy to think it’s been about a week, huh?

She looks around curiously.

Mallorie: Have you seen Felicity?

Mary-Anne: I think she got up earlier. She might have just gone to relieve herself.

Mallorie: She’s gone so often for long periods of time in the forest...she’s gotta be looking for idols to save herself. Maybe I should go look too to make sure she doesn't get to it first.

Bridgette hears the conversation.

Bridgette: At least we know she hasn't found it yet, right? Otherwise she'd have stopped looking...I hope, at any rate.

While the girls discuss Felicity, Felicity is indeed in the forest, searching between tree roots and behind tree stumps, hidden behind boulders and inside bushes.

"meisie"

- This morning, I went on another idol hunt. I figure, that as soon as we go back to Tribal Council, I’m a goner, and I won’t be at peace leaving this game if I don’t convince myself that I fought tooth and nail to stay. I couldn’t find the idol at all the past few days, but today I woke up, reinvigorated with confidence, and I told myself that I wasn’t going to stop searching today until I found the damn thing. I am a firm believer that I can achieve anything I put my mind to if I just try hard enough, and at this rate, the only way I won’t have found it is if someone else has beaten me to the punch. If I can find the Meisie idol, that’s a huge gamechanger. I’m already on the outs with the girls and I’ll need any and every piece of ammunition I can find and put in my arsenal to get through this.

A visibly hot and bothered Felicity is stomping through the foliage, hands on her hips, sweat dripping down her forehead. She squints up into the sun, peering into the leaves overhead, and…

Her eyes land on what appears to be a small bulky object, propped up precariously between two overhead branches.

Felicity: Is that…?

Felicity gasps and begins looking around, trying to find a way to scale the tree. She wraps her hands around the trunk and inches her way up it.

The branch is not too high off the ground and not too far for her to reach out her hand and snatch it. She drops down to the floor, rushing to open the package.

Felicity: Oh, shut up. If this is what I think it is…

She rips open the package and unearths the hidden idol inside and quickly brings it up to her mouth to kiss it. Ensuring no one is in her nearby vicinity, she squeals a little, jumping up and down and pumping her fists.

"meisie"

- You know that saying, about how you’ll never succeed if you don’t try? [laughing through slight tears] Well, this…[brandishing idol] this is proof of it. This thing just bought me a few extra days of life in this game and that’s the best thing I could’ve asked for.

Felicity: Oh, thank you [presses idol to heart] thank you so much.

She wipes the sweat off her forehead and stuffs the idol into the back of her pants.

Felicity: I’m just going to hold onto this.

The scene opens up over a panoramic, bird’s eye view of the island, before whipping over the treetops to an open area by the shore. Jeff stands out in the open, awaiting the castaways’ arrival.

Jeff: Come on in guys!

The Meisie tribe troops in, all looking pleased to be coming first.

Jeff: Meisie, getting your first look at the new Seuntjie tribe. Logan, voted out at the last tribal council.

The girls all peer over to look at the boys as they arrive. Sasha cocks an eyebrow.

Jeff: Alright. So, we’re a week into this game. How’s everybody doing?

There is a chorus of mixed responses.

Jeff: Mary-Anne, how’s the tribe like?

Mary-Anne: Oh, well, you know, without tribal last night, things was positively peachy.

Jeff: You girls a...happy family?

Mary-Anne hesitates. Felicity is biting the inside of her cheek, watching her. Mallorie cuts in for her.

Mallorie: We have our bad grapes in the bunch, but for the most part, we’re good.

Felicity casts her a look of distaste. Mallorie elbows Bridgette, who grins.

Jeff: Abraham, your take on your tribe?

Abraham: Well, you know, we’re...still soldiering on, Jeff.

Jeff: Good to know that you’ve all retained your sanity seven days into this game, as ‘men’ and ‘women’.

Felicity smirks.

Felicity: [whisper] Barely.

Lydia: [giggling] Hush.

Graham looks like he doesn’t buy it.

Jeff: I guess this is makes it as good a time as any to tell you all that...the game is about to change.

Felicity’s face lights up. Abraham frowns, and Brandy is running a hand through his thick red beard.

Abraham: Oh, no way.

Jeff: That’s right. Drop… Mary-Anne’s jaw drops. Jeff: Your… Dillan is scratching his head, grinning. Jeff: …buffs. Mallorie is nodding, looking excited. Bridgette is bouncing back and forth on the balls of her feet. Jeff: We are switching tribes. The Battle of the Sexes is no more. From now on, you will be competing as two separate tribes, Seuntjie and Meisie. Graham: Oh wow. Westin: That is jacked up.

People begin pulling their buffs off and tossing them onto the sand, still looking surprised.

Abraham: A swap? Already? This early?

Dillan: Damn.

Jeff holds up a basket of normal-looking eggs.

Jeff: In this basket are 14 eggs. 7 of them will contain blue paint, 7 of them will contain pink paint. Each of you are to choose one egg at random and when I give the cue, smash it on your body, and whatever paint splatters on you will determine which tribe you end up on. Shall we get started?

Lydia is hissing through her teeth, sharing a nervous look with Sasha.

Lydia: Oh, I’m so nervous.

Mary-Anne grabs Bridgette’s arm, giggling.

Mary-Anne: This is so exciting.

Jeff heads up to the girls and holds out the basket as they each take an egg, then he does the same for the men.

Brandy kisses his egg and pumps his fist in the air.

Graham is looking down at his egg, clutching it tightly, as if willing it to work out in his favor.

Kim is grinning from ear to ear, looking over at the women, as if wondering who will end up on his new tribe.

Jeff: Alright, ready?

Mary-Anne turns to Bridgette and Mallorie.

Mary-Anne: I hope we stick together...us three.

Bridgette: Yeah, I hope so too.

Jeff: Let’s end the suspense. Everyone, break your eggs.

People begin smashing their eggs. Some smash them between their hands, others smack them against their chests - like Brandy - or over their knees.

Bridgette squeals as blue paint begins running down her leg.

Mary-Anne: [seeing pink paint seep between her own fingers] Damn it.

Abraham: [dripping pink paint from his fingertips] Pink power?

Brandy: [holding up a hand coated in pink paint] Yeah, man. Nice!

Jeff: Alright, if you have blue paint, head on over to the blue mat, and if you have pink paint, move to the pink mat.

Bridgette kisses Mary-Anne on the cheek briefly before picking up her bags and departing for the blue mat, following Mallorie and a few other girls.

Sven gives Dillan a fist bump, and Abraham pats him on the back, as both leave him for the pink mat.

Soon, the new tribes are arriving on their new mats and hugs are being thrown around.

Mary-Anne: Welcome! [hugging Abraham]

Abraham: Alright, I’m excited to see this new camp! [laughing]

Sasha: Hey, nice to meet you, I’m Sasha.

Brandy: Sasha, I’m Brandy, nice to meet you.

And on the blue mat…

Bridgette: Hi! [giving Dillan a warm hug]

Dillan: Hey! Welcome to Seuntjie!

Greta: Hello there, what’s your name?

Graham: [nervously] Ah, I’m Graham.

Greta: Graham, that’s a nice name. I’m Greta.

Graham: Oh, er, it’s nice to meet you. [laughing]

Jeff: Alright! We now have two brand new tribes, and a pretty interesting split here of five to two. On the new Seuntjie, we have two original Seuntjie members Graham and Dillan…

Graham is pulling the same colored blue buff over his head and around his neck, looking relieved to be away from the guys.

Jeff: ...and joining them from the original Meisie, we have Bridgette, Mallorie, Felicity, Lydia and Greta.

Bridgette is laughing, wrapping one arm around both Dillan and Graham, looking excited. Mallorie smiles wryly. Felicity does not look happy.

"seuntjie"

- I needed a tribe swap more than anything! And we get lucky with an early swap, and...I’m still stuck with Mallorie! It’s ridiculous! Whatever. I’ll just have to work hard on this new tribe. Maybe I can get the new boys on my side and I can send her out of this game, once and for all.

Jeff: On the new Meisie tribe, we have two original Meisie members Mary-Anne, and Sasha…

Mary-Anne smiles at the mention of her name. Sasha is nodding, pulling the same pink-colored buff over her wrist.

"meisie"

- An early tribe swap gets pulled on us, and it’s a total shocker. It’s not just that, but I also lose my main alliance - Bridgette, Mallorie and Greta - ALL to Seuntjie! And I’m stuck in the minority on Meisie with only Sasha for company. This could be scary. If there’s a bright side to this, it’s that our tribe came away with a bunch of strong men, and hopefully this physical advantage can keep me and my new tribe away from Tribal Council as long as we can.

Jeff: ...and joining them from the original Seuntjie, we have Abraham, Brandy, Westin, Sven and Kim.

Abraham puts an arm around Brandy and squeezes playfully. Westin is smirking as he pulls on his new pink buff.

Kim: [putting on his own buff] Ah, pink: the manliest of colors! I must say, it looks good on me.

Jeff: Alright, head on back to camp and get to know your new tribes. The game’s just changed again.

The two new tribes begin walking back to their new beaches, all looking excited to start the game anew.

The camera focuses on Bridgette in the middle of her pack as Graham and Dillan lead the girls back to their camp.

"seuntjie"

- I’m really nervous about the fact that I lost my ride-or-die Mary-Anne to the other tribe, and that we still have Felicity here to deal with. This tribe swap could jepoardize all that me, Mallorie and Greta have been working towards since the start.

The new Seuntjie tribe returns to their camp, and Dillan is leading the group around the boys’ old shelter.

Dillan: Welcome to the boys’ camp!

Mallorie: Hmm...not a bad set-up you’ve got going on here.

Everyone is now going through introductions again, as the girls begin dumping their bags in the boys’ old shelter and looking around their new beach.

Dillan: So I’m Dillan, and this here’s Graham.

Bridgette: Dillan, Graham, nice to meet you. [shakes their hands]

The girls are going down the line, shaking hands and introducing themselves.

Lydia: I’m Lydia. [laughing]

Dillan: Lydia, nice to meet you-

"seuntjie"

- So the tribes swap, and now, I’m on a tribe with four of my original tribemates Felicity, Bridgette, Mallorie and Greta, as well as two newcomers Dillan and Graham. My main girl Sasha ended up on the other tribe, but I still have Felicity here with me. As for the two new boys…Graham’s a bit of a nerd [laughing] which I can relate to. And Dillan...he seems like a very physically strong competitor so I’m glad we have him on our tribe, because we’re going to have to compete against a LOT of tough guys on the other tribe.

Felicity: Graham, I’m Felicity.

Graham: Oh, hi, good to meet you.

Mallorie is watching Felicity closely.

"seuntjie"

- I can tell that Felicity’s already thinking of jumping ship to Dillan and Graham and she’s going to try her damnedest to get them on her side to turn the votes against me and Bridgette, because of our bad blood on Meisie. I’m just hoping her aggressive gameplay turns those boys off as much as it did us girls.

Dillan: Why don’t I show you girls where the well is? It’s back in the forest a ways.

Greta: Sure.

Dillan leads Greta, Lydia and Felicity away, and Mallorie catches up to Bridgette to talk.

Mallorie: So what do you think?

They have a quick fist bump.

Bridgette: Well, I mean, the good news is we’re still together.

Mallorie: Right.

Bridgette: Mary-Anne’s not here but, for now, you and I are still good.

Mallorie: We should see how the two guys are like.

Bridgette: Yeah, I agree.

Mallorie: And we need to keep an eye on Felicity, in case she gets up to any of her tricks.

The camera cuts to a neat underwater shot of fishes swimming past the camera, to show the passing of time. Deep in the woods, later on in the day, Graham and Dillan are talking.

Graham: Hey man. So, what do you think of the girls?

Dillan: Oh, well, you know, they seem alright so far. I’m still getting to know them a little.

Graham: Yeah, me too.

Dillan: I’m getting a lot of mom vibes from Greta.

The camera cuts to Greta smiling as she feeds Bridgette a piece of coconut.

Graham: I can see that too. Her and Bridgette seem close.

Dillan: Do you think that...we could be in trouble, if the girls hold the majority?

Graham bites his lip.

Graham: Let’s try to think optimistic. I mean, maybe there’ll be cracks in those five we can exploit. Plus, it’s not like I’m a stranger to being in the minority.

Dillan: Right, right.

Graham: And I’m sure some of the girls would want to work with us. You can just...you know, turn on your charm.

Dillan: [laughing] My charm?

Graham: Yeah, look at you! I caught Bridgette eyeing you, you’re tall and fit, I’m sure she’d be all over that.

"seuntjie"

- I cannot believe what just happened today. A tribe swap happened, on Day 7, mind you, and I am FINALLY away from Brandy and Sven and Abraham, and it is like...it is like, for the first time this whole week, I can actually breathe easy. It’s like a breath of fresh air to not have to wake up and see the three of them, especially Brandy. This is, like, what I’ve been holding out for! This could be my second chance in the game. No more domineering men in the way; I get to play with girls this time!

Dillan: Oh yeah? Well, then what do you think about Bridgette?

Graham: Yeah, she’s...nice.

Dillan breaks out into a mischievous grin.

Dillan: What, do you like Bridgette?

Graham: [blushing] Sure, she seems fun.

Dillan: You know what I mean.

Graham: No, I don’t.

Dillan: [laughing] Sure, man.

Graham: Alright, alright, look, point is, I think we should stick together on this new tribe.

Dillan: Alright, I’m down for that.

Graham: We need to get a proper footing first, and I think we need to work together.

"seuntjie"

- Graham kind of led me aside and was like...almost taking charge a little, telling me how the two of us needed to work together to make it on this new tribe with these girls coming onto our beach. It’s like seeing Graham in a new light. He was always overshadowed back on Seuntjie but now it’s like he’s taking charge and I’m the one having to follow him! It’s a complete role reversal.

Felicity is bending over, talking to Lydia while the latter kneels in the sand, chilling.

Felicity: If we can get those two guys on our side, we control the majority.

Lydia: Yeah?

Felicity: Yeah, so we need to bring them over to work with us. How about you work on Graham? You two seem to get along.

Lydia: As we nerds do.

Mallorie is watching the two talk on the beach, scowling.

"seuntjie"

- It’s like [sighing] can Felicity be any more obvious right now? This girl does not understand subtlety. It’s so obvious she’s trying to work on getting Dillan and Graham on her side so she can try and punk the rest of us girls. Well, I’m not allowing it! That girl needs to go! She’s a troublemaker.

Mallorie: We should try and see what the boys are like, I think.

Bridgette: I’m going to go have a chat with Dillan to feel him out a little better.

Mallorie: Greta, you want to work on Graham?

Greta: I can handle Graham.

"seuntjie"

- We cannot let Felicity get the upper hand here. We need to counter this and stop her from getting into those boys’ heads. It didn’t take long, at all, for us girls to split apart. I know me and Bridgette are tight. I just hope Greta is too, and we can get those boys with us to put an end to Felicity once and for all.

Bridgette is nudging Dillan.

Bridgette: Wanna take a walk with me?

Dillan: Sure.

They leave, and Graham is left sitting by the fire, watching it burn. Lydia is leaning back in the shelter next to him. Greta sinks down beside them.

Lydia: So what was your old tribe like?

Graham: Oh, it was terrible. What do you expect from a tribe full of tough, testosterone-charged men?

He chuckles, shrugging it off.

Graham: I’m just glad to be away from them all.

Stopping in the forest, Bridgette corners Dillan...

Bridgette: So, tell me. Where are you from?

Dillan: Massachusetts?

Bridgette: Oh, cool.

They walk a little bit more.

Bridgette: So how was your tribe like, back before…?

"seuntjie"

- It’s like...I’m trying to, you know, talk to Dillan and fish for some info and actually focus on what he’s saying...but I could not help getting a little distracted [laughing] looking at...well, looking at him! I mean, hello? He is HOT. And I had to, like, pull myself back and think, ‘get it together, Bridge, you’re here to find out more about him not check him out, no matter how good-looking he is’! [laughing] But hey, if I can get a little showmance going on with this boy, it might be beneficial for my game to have a big strong guy stick by my side the whole way through.

Dillan: Are you…staring at my chest?

Bridgette: [blushing furiously] What? Um...no? [nervous laughter]

Dillan: [grinning sheepishly] Uh...I’m flattered, Bridge, I guess....

Bridgette: Oh, stop teasing me, I said I wasn’t!

Dillan: [laughing] Okay, okay, I believe you, chill…

Bridgette: But...like...you know, hypothetically, if I was…?

Dillan: Um…

Bridgette: I’m just kidding, just kidding...c’mon.

"seuntjie"

- I didn’t come into this game looking for a girlfriend but I’m starting to think I might get one. Bridgette’s been eyeing me up, like, since we got to camp. [laughing] She might’ve denied it but she gets all starry-eyed everytime she sees me and hey, I’m not complaining. She thinks I’m cute, I think she’s cute, we could go far together and if those girls really do hold the majority, maybe having Bridge crushing on me will be my saving grace.

Sure enough, once back at camp, the camera cuts to Bridgette is resting her chin on her hands, watching wistfully as Dillan kneels over by the fire, busy chopping a coconut open.

Mallorie leans in close to Bridgette’s ear, grinning slyly.

Mallorie: Somebody has a cruuuush-

Bridgette: Oh, you shut it!

Greta laughs.

"seuntjie"

- As a mother and a grandmother...It was kinda cute to see Bridgette getting all flustered over Dillan. I think they seem very compatible with each other.

Dillan: Here, let me help you with that.

Bridgette: Oh, I can do it.

She raises her machete and chops her own coconut clean open.

Dillan: Whoa. Nice.

She raises her arms and pretends to flex.

Bridgette: I brought these GUNS to the island, what do you expect?

Mallorie is observing them from the shelter, as she chews a toothpick absentmindedly.

Bridgette is now laughing at something Dillan said, and squirreling away from him as the latter pretends to poke her.

Greta: It’s nice to see those two getting along so well.

Mallorie: Yeah...

"seuntjie"

- I hope that if Bridgette does have a thing for Dillan, it won’t mess with the game. Because until those two boys fully commit to us...they could still end up sticking with Felicity and that makes them our enemy. We need to keep our heads in the game and work on those two boys. The game has to come first, love can come later.

Bridgette is smiling as she playfully shoves a laughing Dillan back.

"seuntjie"

- At first I was kinda worried about this tribe swap...but other than the other tribe being more physically strong, I have to admit...I’m kinda liking these two new additions to our tribe! Dillan’s fit and athletic, and he’s totally cute. [laughing] And Graham’s just a sweetheart. I think they’re both great guys and I’m glad we got stuck with them rather than some of the other men I’ve seen on their tribe. Speaking of which, it worries me that my no. 1 in Mary-Anne is stuck at our old camp with their lot. I can only hope that she can stay safe while she’s outnumbered there.

At this, the scene changes, as the camera cuts to an overhead view of the new Meisie tribe, arriving at the beach, as Mary-Anne leads the way. Spreading her arms out, she displays the Meisie shelter to the five new boys.

Mary-Anne: Welcome to Casa de Meisie!

Abraham whistles, dumping his stuff. Brandy too tosses his belongings to the ground. Sven has his hands on his hips, walking around and inspecting the shelter.

"meisie"

- So the tribes swapped...big deal. Most of our little alliance stuck together...it’s just Westin the rat left with us, which is better than Graham I suppose. Of course, the girl’s camp was inferior to ours. There was really no surprise. I can see a lot of things they did wrong. The shelter was just...not well structured.

Sven: The architecture...it’s just not right.

Sasha: What did you say?

Sven: It looks like a good shove would collapse it.

Sasha: It’s lasted a week.

Sven: Still...I don’t know if it could take our weight.

Sasha: [scoffing] If it can take your ego, it probably will.

Westin laughs, and Sven smirks.

Sven: I’ll give you that one.

"meisie"

- Right away, as soon as we get back to our beach, Sven starts bitching about our shelter, and I’m like…’Excuse me?’ He needs to get the hell off his high horse. Already, he is ticking me off.

Abraham is nodding at the two girls.

Abraham: Well, should we do introductions...again? [laughing]

"meisie"

- Having the tribes swap after only two tribals...that was definitely a twist. It worries me that we have to work with two newcomers but...hey, that’s part of the game. And I pride myself on being able to adapt on a dime. The only member of our alliance we lost was Dillan, but thankfully, my crew and I still control the majority on this new tribe. We’ve officially inducted Kim into the group. The only people we’ll have to worry about are the girls, and Westin.

Abraham: My name’s Abraham. [extending hand] And you are…?

Mary-Anne: Mary-Anne.

Sasha: Sasha.

Abraham: Mary-Anne, Sasha, nice to meet you.

"meisie"

- A tribe swap means excitement. It forces people to change their games. People getting screwed over! It’s just such fun. I love watching people scramble.

Brandy: I’m Brandy.

Kim: The name’s Kim.

Sasha: ‘Kim’? Isn’t that a girl’s name?

Kim: Ehhh...don’t judge. [laughing]

Everyone is shaking hands and sharing names, as they get settled into being a new tribe.

"meisie"

- The tribes have swapped! And it is a TOTAL curveball. As far as I know, me and the guys sans Westin are working together, still. But we also have two new girls, Sasha and Mary-Anne. I’m hoping the plan sticks to moving forward as a physically strong tribe, because I think we have both strong men and women, and hopefully this will be our new little family.

Sven: So who wants to give the grand tour?

Mary-Anne: We can go take you to see the well?

Sasha: There’s a...um...a mango tree, or something, not far from here, but we’ve not been able to scale it yet. Would one of you want to help?

Brandy: I can boost someone up.

Mary-Anne: You can boost me.

Westin: Or me. I’m squirrelly enough. [laughing]

Sasha: Let’s go.

"meisie"

- A tribe swap is always a pretty epic twist. [laughing] And we’ve got boys to deal with here. We’ve got Abraham...he’s clearly the leader here. It’s just the way he carries himself, the way he talks, the way Brandy and Kim almost seem to look up to him. Kim, he’s pretty nice, and a weird name. Brandy, that’s a pretty weird name too. But yeah, Sven and Westin...maybe not so nice. It’s just a lot to handle, having to meet new people all over again after a week you’ve spent building relationships with the same group of girls. And I’m worried that if we go to tribal, I may get singled out for being the weakest member and the boys will all vote me out. I mean, that’s assuming the boys stick together, and that would mean it’s either me or Sasha going home. Sasha can be blunt and brash, but she’s stronger than me. This may place me at the bottom, and after I was on top with Bridgette and Mallorie...this is devastating. [laughing] And I’m very worried.

A little while later, Sasha is cutting up a bit of mango for everyone.

Mary-Anne: Thanks for the mango, guys!

Brandy: Any time.

Sasha neatly slices the mango up and hands them to Mary-Anne, who goes around passing fruit to everyone.

Sven: Thanks, sweetheart.

Mary-Anne smiles, but Sasha scowls.

Brandy: Oh thanks Mary-Anne.

Abraham: Good looking out.

Abraham and Brandy laze back in the sand as they eat. Kim is quick to join them, on his knees, and Sven swaggers over as well.

Kim: So what’s the gameplan here?

Abraham and Brandy turn to look back where Mary-Anne is standing over Sasha, both talking over fresh fruit. Westin is off on his own, staring sleepily up at the clouds.

Brandy: The girls are nice.

Sven: Heh, real nice.

Brandy: Knock it off.

Abraham: I say, we just stick with the plan.

Kim: Right.

Abraham: We stay the course. We have an alliance, and for the most part, we’ve all made it here. We fight hard in the challenges, but if we lose…

Brandy: It’s one of the girls.

Sven: Hmm, I don’t know. Westin is a bit of a snake, isn’t he?

Abraham: Yeah, I don’t...I’m not too fond of Westin either. He causes too much chaos around camp. But if we do lose...maybe Mary-Anne? She seems weaker than Sasha, physically.

Brandy: She could be a closet beast in puzzles. Don’t judge a book by its cover.

Abraham: That is true. Never underestimate your opponents, I guess.

"meisie"

- The guys are looking to me for guidance here. We may have left our old tribe, but it’s still mostly the same. I’m still on top of this alliance, and I’m still running the numbers. Sasha and Mary-Anne are the only two girls, and so it’s likely one of them will go home if it comes down to it.

Night is quick to fall, and the fire is crackling merrily in the pit, as Sasha pulls her hoodie around herself, warming her hands. Abraham and Brandy are sitting close by, together - as usual - eating rice.

Abraham is watching her, and frowns.

Abraham: What’s that on your jacket?

Sasha: Hmm? Oh, this?

She points to a ‘J & J’ emblem over her chest pocket, with a little heart knitted around it.

Brandy: I’ve heard of Dungeons and Dragons but not J and J.

Sasha: It’s custom made. They’re my sons - Joseph and Johnny.

Abraham: You’re a mom?

Sasha: Heh...yeah. I was a teenage mom, and gave birth to twin boys.

Brandy: Wow. That can’t have been easy, raising two kids like that.

Sasha: Yeah. It wasn’t. Especially when their [censored] father up and left them. But what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right?

Brandy: I respect that.

Sasha: Raising my boys like that wasn’t an easy feat, but it’s made me a lot stronger and more prepared for the tough things life throws in my way.

Brandy: Now that’s a real survivor right there. You know, I’m a dad too.

Sasha: Oh yeah?

Brandy: Yeah. I’ve got a little girl. Her name’s Meghan.

Abraham: Like...the singer…?

Brandy: Hilarious, man. No, not the singer, but with an ‘h’, yes.

Sasha: Children are hell to raise, but you can’t help but love them.

Brandy: Yeah…[stops to eat] I know the feel.

Abraham: You brought the jacket to keep them close by?

Sasha: Heh, you know me so well, it’s almost like we didn’t just meet today. Yes, that’s why I chose to bring this jacket to the island. Thinking of them keeps me going.

Brandy: Meghan does the same for me too.

Sasha holds out a fist and Brandy reciprocates.

Sasha: To us parents.

Brandy: To us SINGLE parents.

Sasha: What happened to your wife?

Brandy: She passed on.

Sasha: ...I’m sorry to hear that.

Brandy: It’s alright. Like you said...what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger, right? I keep her in my thoughts, every day. I know she’d be happy to see me happy.

He points to the night sky.

Brandy: I like to think that she’s one of the stars up there. It’s a comforting thought in this mess of a world.

"meisie"

- Getting the chance to talk to Brandy...our first real conversation...we’re both abrasive and hardhearted at times, but we’re both parents, we both mean well and we both know the hardships of raising children. I see the sensitive side of him despite the gruff exterior and it reminds me of me. I have a lot of sympathy for him after this and honestly? I think he might be a good ally to move forward with. He’s a man I can relate to.

Brandy is tearing up a little bit, and Abraham punches him lightly.

Abraham: You alright?

Brandy: Yeah...Sorry, you don’t get to see this when we’re with the guys.

Abraham: [laughing] The power of the women’s camp.

"seuntjie"

- Sasha, she’s...she’s a tough cookie. She told me and Brandy about some of the rough crap she’s been through and she has not had it easy. And I kinda respect her for it. She’s prevailed through all of it, she’s resilient. And I can tell Brandy thinks the same way.

Day 8
The sun is up, and it is another day on the new tribes. Felicity is awake, and raring to start the new day.

"seuntjie"

- So when I woke up this morning, I knew it was time to go to work. I know the boys have gotten a chance to bond with Mallorie and Bridgette’s group, and I need to squeeze in there and get them to flip to me. Those two girls were sitting pretty at the top with Mary-Anne a couple days ago, and now, we need to put them on the bottom.

The camera cuts to Felicity ambushing Dillan in the forest, as the latter lugs a full canister of water back from the well.

Felicity: So I wanted to talk to you...about game stuff.

Dillan: Alright. What’s up?

Felicity: You know, this is still very much Battle of the Sexes.

Dillan: Right?

Felicity: And I’m sure you had allies back with the boys. My point is...you’re going to need some girls by your side. And it just so happens that me and Lydia have had beef with Mallorie and Bridgette since...the beginning.

Dillan: Okay.

Felicity: Like, I mean, we’ve been feuding, a lot. If not for you guys losing that last challenge, I- I would’ve been gone. Period, point blank.

Dillan nods mutely, straining with the weight of the water canister, as Felicity does nothing to help but walk ahead, looking over her shoulder at him every now and then.

Felicity: This is a tribe of seven. We’d only need four for the majority. That’s me and Lydia, and you and Graham. It’s done. We’re set up for three tribals after that and that’s all we’d need to get to the merge. It’s foolproof. You can reunite with the guys and we’ll help you wipe out the remainder of the girls.

"seuntjie"

- I was ambushed today by Felicity, who just came on really strongly about how she wanted to align with me and Graham, and it’s told me all that I need to know. She’s on the bottom, with the girls. And she’s desperate for allies. It really shows. ...I don’t really know how I feel about this. I mean...I personally have grown quite close to Bridgette over the last two days. Felicity...she seems a little stir-crazy...and that makes her unreliable to me.

Felicity is now ambushing an obviously uncomfortable Graham by the water, who is shrinking timidly away from her.

Felicity: Graham!

Graham: Gah! W-Wha-?

Felicity: Lydia told me how you were on the bottom of your tribe.

Graham: Oh...yeah, that. Speaking of which, I cannot tell you how glad I am to be away from-

Felicity: Like, I feel you, totally. I was, one-hundred percent, on the bottom with the girls too. You and me, we’re like two peas in a pod.

Graham: Oh...are we? [nervous laughter]

Felicity blinks.

Felicity: Listen, how many people do we have on this tribe?

Graham: Seven?

Felicity: And how many do we need to hold the majority?

Graham: Four.

Felicity: See! You know math. You’re a superfan! You and Dillan, me and Lydia - that’s four. I’ve wanted to get back at those girls for a while and this is my...our opportunity. You want to make it to the merge, I’m sure. I guarantee you that the girls - Mallorie and Bridgette - they will come after you, to keep the girls’ numbers up, and you and DIllan are vulnerable. But me and Lydia, we’ll have your backs if you stick with us, and we’ll be set to go far.

Graham: [nodding] Yeah, I see your point.

"seuntjie"

- I feel like I’m actually playing the game this time. Felicity’s come up to me with this pitch that me and Dillan, and her and Lydia, form an alliance, to go against Mallorie and Bridgette, because apparently, according to her, Mallorie and Bridgette are the devils. [laughing] Um...I don’t know what went on with these girls back on their tribe but clearly it was not all fun and games with them. They have serious beef...and it could be really beneficial for me and Dillan to take advantage of this.

Graham: Well, I will...talk to Dillan about it.

Felicity: Yeah, you do that.

Mallorie is eating a banana, leaning against a tree coolly, as Felicity and Graham return to camp from their little trip to the water’s edge. She eyes Felicity as the latter beckons to Lydia and the two scamper off.

"seuntjie"

- So I notice Felicity going down to talk to Graham for ages, and I don’t have to be a rocket scientist to know what she’s saying. She’s trying to get Graham, and Dillan too, on her side. She is very clearly going to flip on the girls. I doubt that any of us was expecting the girls to stick together, which means that even though it’s a ratio of 5-2 and would be perfect numbers for us otherwise...us girls are not sticking together. And this means that the boys are now the swing votes on this tribe. They hold all the power...and I’m going to have to reel them in, because they could control the fate of this next vote. I’m like the general of an army, dispatching my troops out to their respective areas of expertise. Bridgette’s flirting with Dillan, I’ll send her out to pull him back and away from Felicity. Graham’s meek and Greta thinks of him as her son, I’ll send her out to do the same. Felicity’s trying to make her first strike and I’m countering her attacks with my own loyal soldiers. If she wants war, she’s gonna get what she asked for.

Mallorie leans over and whispers to Bridgette.

Mallorie: We need to talk to the boys and get the group together.

Bridgette: Say again?

Mallorie: Felicity and Lydia are going to spell trouble for us. The boys are the swing votes right now.

Bridgette: Okay. You want me to get Dillan?

Mallorie: I’ll find Greta. Let’s talk down in the water and solidify an alliance.

Greta, meanwhile, is talking with Felicity and Lydia across the beach. Felicity is talking fast, making wild gestures with her hands.

Felicity: Greta, I need to know if you’re on board!

Greta: I...um...with what?

Felicity: Okay, so...don’t tell Mallorie or Bridgette, but...I’m trying to get the two boys on our side. We’re going to be voting Mallorie off at our next tribal council.

Greta: [biting her lip] Okay…

Felicity: Greta, you know I’ve always been solid with you. I’ve had your back. I made sure Lilly went home and not you.

Greta: Yes, but you would’ve been the one going home that night if she hadn’t.

Felicity: No, the point is, I want to work with you in this game.

Greta: [nodding] Okay.

Mallorie is making her way over, and Lydia spots her in the distance, getting closer and closer to the trio.

Lydia: Fel, Mal’s coming here.

Felicity: [cursing] Greta, if we can get the boys, that’s a majority of five. We’ll send Mallorie and Bridgette packing, and the three of us right here - we still hold the numbers. It’s mathematically sound and the best alliance any of us could’ve asked for. We are guaranteed the merge at this rate.

Greta: I-

Mallorie arrives.

Mallorie: Hey, Greta, Bridgette and I were going down to the water for a bit. Wanna come?

Greta: Okay, sure.

They leave and Felicity snorts derisively at their backs.

Felicity: It’s like we don’t even exist.

Lydia smiles sadly.

Lydia: I want to splash around in the water too.

Down by the water, Mallorie and Greta are joining Bridgette and Dillan - frolicking in the water - and Graham, who is awkwardly treading water next to them.

Mallorie: Hey. So [dunks her head in the water] I think us five need to talk.

Dillan: I’m all ears.

Mallorie: You’ve both heard from Felicity by now, right?

Graham: Yeah. She’s...very…

Mallorie: Yeah. I know.

"seuntjie"

- Felicity is like...a female Abraham. She’s not an ass like Brandy or a showoff like Sven, but she is a player in this game and she’s very aggressive. I can see the similarities [laughing] and it’s disconcerting. I consider Greta and Bridgette more my crew. For the first time since the game began, I actually feel comfortable in a group.

Bridgette: I think that...us five, right here, could be a very good group moving forward with.

Dillan: Oh, absolutely.

Mallorie is nodding. Greta looks uncertain, her eyes flitting back and forth between Mallorie and Bridgette.

Bridgette: Like, I’m just saying…[smoothing out hair] in an alliance, you’ve got to, like, actually have trust for the people you’re working with. And I just don’t think...Felicity is trustworthy. She’s a snake-

Mallorie: [nodding empathetically] Definitely.

Bridgette: I just...can’t...I wouldn’t trust her with my life. I think in this game, that makes her very dangerous. I think we should stick together and form this group and vote her off.

Dillan is nodding, and so is Graham, who is deep in thought and thoroughly enjoying himself.

Mallorie: Let’s not shake on it, because they’re watching us.

Sure enough, Felicity is standing on the beach, hands on her hips, staring across the sand at the five of them - a small figure in the distance. Lydia, a tiny dot, is behind her, sleeping in the shade.

Mallorie: But if you boys are on board…

Dillan: I think we’re leaning that way.

Graham: Yeah. I am way more on board with you girls than to the guys, or anyone else for that matter.

Dillan looks away at this comment, almost guiltily.

Mallorie: It’s settled then.

"seuntjie"

- Mallorie’s and my plan is coming into motion. We’ve got a new group going on. With the tribes swapped, we need a new alliance to work, and this five...this could be the new alliance we need to survive this new tribe. I just hope it works.

Felicity is scowling out at them from the beach, as if mentally willing the waves to crash down over their heads.

Felicity: No! This is not supposed to happen! They’re not supposed to be hanging out! Those two boys are my tickets to the merge!

Lydia: [lazily] Hmm? What was that?

Felicity: This is bad, Lydia. This is really bad.

Lydia: [sighing] I miss Sasha.

Off on the old Meisie beach, Sasha is sitting in the spot in the shelter usually occupied by Lydia, as she whistles to herself, feeling the ocean breeze blow her hair back.

A ways away, Brandy and Abraham are walking and talking.

Abraham: What do you think of the new girls?

Brandy: Mary-Anne...I think she’s got a lot of potential. I think she’s a sweet girl, really social, intelligent...

Abraham: But…?

Brandy: ...But she’s still my first choice for our first boot if we go to tribal.

Abraham: I’d say the same. I don’t see any other way it’d go. Sasha, I think we both agree fits in well with the guys. Mary-Anne...I think she has connections with some of the other girls. I saw her kiss one of them goodbye the other day, before the swap. That could make her...well, a concern.

Brandy: I like Sasha.

Abraham: Yeah, so do I. She’s a really tough, strong woman; teenage mom, growing up and having to raise two sons like that...it can’t have been easy for her.

Brandy: As far as I’m concerned, she’s like- she’s like one of the guys to me.

Abraham: I have to say…

Brandy: Yeah, man?

Abraham: I can’t shake this feeling that...Westin just...worries me. Day in and day out, I feel like he’s always plotting and always scheming.

The camera cuts to Westin, shrewdly watching Sven as the latter tells a bunch of corny jokes to Mary-Anne, who is sitting on a dead log and humoring him.

Brandy: He’s...cunning. So?

Abraham: What do you say we...get rid of him first?

Brandy: That’d be a blindside.

Abraham: I mean, hey, we always talked about voting him out first, if not Graham. Now, we have a chance. All us guys in the alliance, and we could easily rope in Sasha and Mary-Anne, because they’re on the bottom. It’d be easy to take Westin out. No one trusts him! And we’d be playing the game.

Brandy: You sure you want to keep Mary-Anne in over Westin? This is still looking far ahead, and Mary-Anne might be in deep with those girls.

Abraham: Westin, I think, would jump ship at the merge. I think he’s too crafty for his own good. And he’s...well, he’s a weirdo. He’s eccentric!

Brandy: Let’s pocket this discussion for now. I still say Mary-Anne goes first, but it’s your choice.

Meanwhile, Mary-Anne is excusing herself from Sven’s awful jokes.

Sven: Come on, girl! You have to like at least one of them!

Mary-Anne: [nervous laughter] I think not.

She leaves, and sits next to Sasha in the shelter, looking overwhelmed.

Mary-Anne: Whew…

Sasha: Sven giving you trouble?

Mary-Anne: I think he thinks he’s being charming. He’s like...trying to hit on me, a little?

Sasha: He’s trying to be flirty? I thought he was going for ‘annoying’.

Mary-Anne laughs.

"meisie"

- I think I’ve made a good impression on the boys. But it still leaves poor Mary-Anne on the bottom. I’ve only known Abraham, Brandy and the others for these couple of days, and that’s not locked in just yet. So, for now, I’m still cautious that me and Mary-Anne may indeed be low-hanging fruit. If that’s the case - which it very well may be, as I’m guessing - it’s also the case that once the boys vote her out, they could come for me. I stand to benefit if I keep her safe. Yes, she was in the alliance with Mallorie and Bridgette, but hey, they’re not together anymore. I don’t have to deal with Felicity anymore. Mary-Anne is, for now, a free agent.

Sasha: You think you could be in trouble the next time we go to tribal?

Mary-Anne: Ugh...I hope not.

Sasha: You should try to put in a good word with the boys. Go for Abraham or Brandy...Abraham is, I think, calling the shots.

Mary-Anne: I’ll take note of that.

Sasha: I’m just saying, girl...don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Mary-Anne: Thanks, at least, for looking out for me.

Sasha shrugs.

Sasha: Hmph...don’t make me regret it.

"meisie"

- This is the most unlikely alliance ever! [laughing] Me and Sasha? Together? Working together? She might be my last hope on this tribe, because the boys are in control. And I really really don’t want my game to end because of a...stupid tribe swap. If I have to suck up to Abraham and Brandy to make sure I stay safe...that might be my only option.

Night is falling again, and on the Seuntjie beach, Dillan is trying to make dinner as Bridgette pesters him, laughing all the way through.

Dillan: Stop! You’re going to get spit in the rice!

Bridgette: Dillan! Gross!

Dillan: Don’t I know it! You’re the one pestering me!

Bridgette: Am I annoying you? [makes face at him]

Dillan: Uh, yes? [laughing]

Bridgette: [leaning in close to him] What about now?

Dillan: Stop it! [laughing] You’re evil.

Bridgette: Alright, alright, jeez. [laughing] You’re all red. Why is that?

Dillan: [getting even redder] I don’t know what you’re talking about.

Bridgette: Suuure you don’t.

She winks and gets up, moving over to sit with Greta and Graham, who are having a quiet, amicable conversation away from the fire.

Greta: And what were the other guys on your tribe like?

Graham: Oh boy.

Bridgette: They weren’t all as nice as Dillan, huh?

Graham: Nice to you, maybe.

Bridgette: [smiling cheekily] What’s that mean?

Graham: Point is, I got a bit of a hard time on the old tribe. The guys and I...we had a lot of fallout.

Bridgette: Like...the RPG?

Graham: Wha? No, I mean...we just clashed a lot. They were...well, a certain FEW of them were...just brash and mean and generally not nice! We didn’t get along. I was...absolutely going to be the next one voted out if...if not for Logan.

Greta: Logan sounds like a nice man.

Graham: But the others? Whew, boy, no. Kim...was bearable. He was nice. Westin was...a total lunatic and a...well, a snake. It was Abraham in charge.

Greta: Who was that? The big beefy one?

Graham: The one with the red beard.

Bridgette: Two of them have red beards-

Graham: Gah! The one in the tank top!

Bridgette: He looked intimidating.

Graham: Yeah...point is, I was so on the bottom of my last tribe. And I am just...counting my lucky stars I got to have this big break. I am so happy to be playing with you girls, really. I needed this. I love this game so much and if I’d lasted a day longer with those boys, I would not have survived another vote.

Mallorie is joining in the conversation.

Mallorie: So what was this ‘Abraham’ like?

Graham: Alpha. Very alpha. His sidekick was Brandy.

Bridgette: Brandy? Like...the drink?

Graham: Yes.

Bridgette: And ‘Graham’ like the cracker! [bursts into laughter]

Graham: You are so weird.

Bridgette: Oh man...I’m sorry. Your tribe sounds delicious.

Graham: I’m pretty sure you find someone delicious.

Bridgette: Again, I don’t know what you’re talking abouuut.

Graham: Sure you don’t.

Greta: Did the boys give you a hard time?

Graham: I don’t want to sound like a whiner, but yeah. They picked on me a lot. Guys like them just...don’t understand that not everyone is as brimming with confidence as they are.

He sighs theatrically, and Mallorie crosses her arms.

Graham: I get nervous just…going out to buy a meal at a fast food joint. Coming out here was a huge step out of my comfort zone. Mallorie looks incredulous. Bridgette: Everyone has insecurities, Graham. It’s nothing to feel ashamed about. Greta: That’s right, Graham. No one’s judging you differently here.

Mallorie is trying to stifle her laughter, but Bridgette gives her a chiding look.

"seuntjie"

- I really like the girls, especially Greta and Bridgette. Greta’s really kind and maternal, and Bridgette, you know, I thought she’d be, like, one of the popular high school clique type of girls but she’s been really nice to me so far. I felt I could open up to them a little, as a way of showing that I trust them enough, and it was, you know, a nice way for us to bond. And I’m just so happy to be playing this game with girls and not the guys anymore. I’ve seen a lot of meek, timid, shy guys like me get picked on early in their games. Some have big redemption story arcs and last pretty far. Others...aren’t always as lucky. I count this tribe swap as my big break. And I’m hoping that by forming new allies in these girls...it can take me far.

Graham: I hope you girls know that...I am totally loyal to you. I cannot leave the guys fast enough because of the way they treated me. This is, like, my dream tribe. I promise unwavering loyalty to this group because you’re exactly the people I’d move forward with.

Mallorie smiles and nods, almost calculatingly.

Mallorie: That’s good.

Greta pats Graham maternally on the thigh.

Greta: Just try to have fun with this game, alright? "seuntjie"

- Graham kinda reminds me of one of my boys, my youngest son. He was a total softie when he was younger, and Graham is an almost splitting image of him. [laughter abruptly shifts to soft crying] Just…[sniff]…thinking about my kids…[sniff]…I miss them so much....[more tears]

Day 9
Jeff: Come on in guys!

The two tribes enter the large field, stopping on their new tribe mats. Dillan makes eye contact with Abraham and nods at him. Bridgette waves a little when she sees Mary-Anne. Sasha smiles at Lydia.

Jeff: Ready to get to today’s challenge? First things first, Mary-Anne, if you could hand it back.

She gives him back the tribal immunity idol.

Jeff: And Dillan? I will take the Medallion back.

He takes it off and passes it to Jeff.

Jeff: Alright. Today, both immunity AND the Medallion are up for grabs. Because you’ve swapped tribes, the Medallion doesn’t belong to anybody as of now. Whoever wins this challenge also takes ownership of the Medallion and can keep or pass it on at the next challenge, meaning there is no advantage or disadvantage today - you’re playing on a even playing field.

Felicity snorts, counting the men on the opposing tribe.

Felicity: Not so even.

Mallorie shushes her.

Jeff: For today’s challenge...you will be back in blindfolds.

A few people groan. Bridgette looks excited.

Jeff: For this challenge, again, one member of your tribe will be the ‘caller’. The rest of the tribe will be blindfolded. Using only verbal commands, the ‘caller’ will direct the blindfolded tribe members to collect a series of very large and very heavy puzzle pieces. Once you have all the puzzle pieces, take off your blindfolds and you will work together to solve the puzzle. It will be in the shape of a cube. First tribe to finish wins immunity, safe from the vote. Losers - tribal council, where somebody will be the third person voted out of Survivor: Seychelles.

Mallorie is nodding, listening intently.

Jeff: Worth playing for? We’ll get started.

In seconds, everyone is in position.

Jeff: Alright, for Seuntjie, we have Felicity as the caller, and for Meisie, we have Brandy as the caller. Survivors ready? Go!

Instantly, Felicity and Brandy explode. Felicity’s shrill but commanding voice is yelling out for Dillan, and Brandy’s own voice booms out at the guys, leading them to the pieces.

Jeff: These pieces are going to be heavy, and it’s worse when you don’t know where they are or even whether you have the right piece for your tribe.

Felicity: Dillan, you’ve got it! Come back to me, follow my voice!

Dillan is lugging a piece back for his tribe. Graham is standing around awkwardly, waving his arms helplessly and nearly smacking Bridgette in the chest.

Brandy: That’s it, you’ve got it Abraham! Bring it back!

On Brandy’s instruction, Abraham is now lifting up a heavy piece, grunting with the effort, as he trudges back to the mat.

Jeff: There are 15 pieces total...this could take a while…

The camera cuts between shots of Felicity yelling her lungs out and Brandy’s voice booming out to his tribe mates, as well as shots of the tribe dumping their blocks helter-skelter.

Graham is wandering aimlessly, waiting for Felicity to call on him.

But she never did.

Felicity: That’s it, Lydia! You’ve got it!

Lydia: Ahh! I can’t - oof - I can’t carry this back! [laughing] Are you kidding me right now, this is so heavy!

Dillan is staggering blindly towards her.

Dillan: Here, I got it.

Dillan takes the piece from Lydia, who feebly tries to help him get it back.

Jeff: Dillan returning with the Seuntjie tribe’s 12th piece!

Felicity: Mallorie, it’s on your right!

Mallorie puts her hand on a piece, and raises a thumbs-up for Felicity.

Felicity: No, not that one! It’s next to it!

Mallorie sticks her hand out, trying to grab the right piece.

Felicity: Mallorie, it’s on your RIGHT!

Mallorie: This is my [censored] right!

Felicity: No, that’s- just keep looking!

Greta, still blindfolded, hears Graham walking blindly over to her, as he nearly knocks right into her.

Graham: Greta? Is that you?

Greta: Oh! [laughing] Hello, Graham.

Graham: It’s kinda boring over here, ain’t it?

Greta: Yeah, well. Who’d want to call on the old mom for help?

Graham: Or the weak nerd?

On the Meisie tribe, Brandy is getting everyone to help.

Brandy: That’s it, Mary-Anne, you’ve got it, now bring it back!

Mary-Anne: Sasha, give me a hand.

The two girls are towing their 13th piece back.

Brandy: You’ve got it, Kim and Westin! Bring it home!

Jeff: The Meisie tribe with 14 pieces! The new Seuntjie only has 12 - no, now 13! Meisie is ahead by one piece!

Felicity: Dillan, it’s straight ahead, to your right!

Dillan: What?

Felicity: Straight, to your right!

Dillan: So is it to my right, or straight?

Felicity: Just- just go to your right! It’s at 1 o'clock!

Dillan moves forward, waving his arms in front of his face, hoping to accidentally snag one of the pieces.

Jeff: Brandy directing Abraham and Sven to get their 15th and final puzzle piece!

Brandy: To the right, to the right, to the right, to the r- yeah, that’s it!

Jeff: Abraham and Sven, returning with their final piece! Dillan’s finally found the 14th piece for the Seuntjie tribe! Both are heading back!

Abraham and Sven strain with the effort but make it back in time.

Jeff: Alright, Meisie! Take off your blindfolds, start working on your puzzle!

Everyone on Meisie except Brandy starts stripping off their blindfolds. Mary-Anne blinks stupidly in the harsh sunlight.

Mary-Anne: [wincing] Agh! Wow.

Westin: Hello, sun.

Dillan dumps his piece down and Felicity is sending Mallorie out, who is close to the final piece.

Felicity: There you go! Heave it back, Mallorie!

Jeff: Mallorie coming back with the final piece for Seuntjie! Meisie, working on their puzzle.

Brandy is still standing on his platform, trying to get a good view of the puzzle from above.

Brandy: Alright, try and get the corners first.

Abraham: I think...this is a corner piece?

Mary-Anne: What is the design in the middle of the puzzle? We need to identify it first.

Mallorie is back, and the Seuntjie tribe begins taking off their blindfolds.

Greta: Ooh! I don’t think I’ve moved since the start of this challenge!

Graham: Oh, I’ve moved a lot.

Jeff: Seuntjie, get to work on your puzzle! Your lives in this game could be at stake!

Everyone is now working on their puzzle. Abraham is leading the tribe nicely, as Mary-Anne studies the puzzle from a distance. Brandy is also barking out instructions, and their puzzle is coming along nicely.

Felicity casts them nervous looks every now and then, frantic.

Felicity: [whisper] I’m not going back to [censored] tribal.

Jeff: Seuntjie, getting frantic, as Meisie draws closer and closer to finishing…

Brandy: Yes, that is beautiful! Put that piece there! That big L-piece...yes! Perfect!

Sven: I know what to do. Here, put this here!

Sasha: No, this has to go here! It doesn’t fit, genius!

Abraham: Keep together on this, guys, we’re almost done here-

Sven: Are you sure this doesn’t fit?

Sasha: [sarcastically] I’m pretty sure, yeah!

Sven: [panting] I don’t know what this looks like…

Kim: We’ve got a good structure going, come on…

Jeff: Everyone, sweating from the effort and the heat! One of you two tribes is going to EARN this immunity!

Mallorie: Alright, alright, everyone listen up! We need to get the base of the puzzle built. So sort out all the pieces.

Graham: Is this a piece?

Mallorie: Yes, that is. See this stripe of green? Put it in a pile over here.

Jeff: Meisie’s getting closer!

Lydia is wiping sweat off her forehead, looking exhaustedly over at the other tribe, as they are almost done.

Brandy: Finish the top of the puzzle!

Kim looks clueless, but is clapping as the others begin wrapping up on their work. Sasha is chanting and cheering as Abraham inserts yet another piece in the right spot.

Jeff: Meisie is almost finished!

Lydia looks like she is about to cry.

Lydia: We lost.

Mary-Anne picks up the final piece and slots it in the right spot.

Jeff: That will do it! Meisie wins immunity!

Abraham cheers loudly, as Brandy jumps down and bumps him in the chest. Sven comes over and does the same, and Abraham nearly shoulder checks him headlong into the finished puzzle.

Sasha gives Mary-Anne a big hug and the two girls look ecstatic to be safe.

The Seuntjie tribe, in stark contrast, is panting and disappointed.

Bridgette: [shaking head] We tried.

Mallorie spits on the floor, looking disgruntled, as she sweeps her hair back, panting heavily.

Felicity is downcast, kicking at the sand, hands on her hips.

Greta pats Bridgette comfortingly.

Jeff: Meisie, congrats. [hands Mary-Anne the idol, who squeals] You’ve won both the idol and the Medallion. [hands the Medallion to Sasha]

He turns to Seuntjie.

Jeff: Well, Seuntjie, unfortunately for you, I’ve got nothing but bad news. One of you will be going home tonight. You have the afternoon to figure out who it’s gonna be. Grab your stuff, head back to camp. I’ll see you at tribal.

The Seuntjie tribe grabs their stuff and leaves. The camera focuses on Greta as they walk away in slow motion.

"seuntjie"

- Tonight is going to be an interesting vote. The lines will be in the sand because…[laughing] I’ve got a big decision to make. Do I stick with Felicity, or Mallorie and Bridgette? They’ve both been aligned with me...it’ll be a tough choice…

The Seuntjie tribe returns, and Bridgette is giving them a pep talk.

Bridgette: We did our best, guys. If we lost, that’s that, and there’s nothing else we could’ve done.

Felicity nods, pumping her hand in the air.

Felicity: Well said. [shrugs] We were totally the underdogs heading into that challenge, going up against them?

Lydia: Yeah, that was tight. Look at them! [laughing] Dang it.

The girls disperse.

Time passes, as the castaways get down to strategizing.

Dillan and Graham are settled in the shelter, as Bridgette and Mallorie arrive.

Mallorie: Hey. You boys still on for tonight?

Graham: One-hundred percent. You have my word.

Dillan: You have mine too. We’ll stick together.

Mallorie: Excellent. We’re thinking...maybe we split the vote? In case Felicity has an idol.

Dillan: Okay.

Graham: As long as...the plan stays the way it is and one of them goes home.

Mallorie: How about...3 votes on Felictiy and 2 on Lydia?

Dillan: That’s fine.

Bridgette: Do you boys want to do...both of you on Lydia and us girls on Felicity?

Graham: I’m down for that. Like I said, as long as us five move forward, it’s perfectly fine.

Felicity, meanwhile, is meeting up with Greta and Lydia at the edge of the forest, looking like a nervous wreck.

Felicity: Alright, so...do you think the boys will vote with us?

Greta: Honestly…? I don’t know, Felicity. I think...this is...a tough vote. It’s the first tribal since the swap.

Felicity: Then be honest with me, am I getting votes tonight?

Greta: [biting her lip] I mean, you never really...I mean to say...Mallorie is still very upset with you.

Felicity: Is that what it comes down to? I have to play nice with her?

Lydia looks alarmed at the worried look on Felicity’s face.

Lydia: I hope you don’t go home. I’d be lost without you.

Felicity: The boys aren’t switching?

Greta: Mallorie thinks they’re, like...the back-up plan. I think they’re voting for you. But Mallorie might still be swayed. I don’t know.

"seuntjie"

- Tribal’s looming up again...and if this was three days ago, I’d be going home, no question. Tonight...I might have a chance at surviving, but I need to work HARD. I still have an idol, but if I can hold onto it without having to use it, that’s the best case scenario. Dillan and Graham have both given me iffy vibes. I don’t think either of those boys like or trust me, so...it might come back down to sucking up to Mallorie. Ugh...being on the outs is no fun.

Felicity is coming up to Mallorie and Bridgette, both of whom are washing their legs at the edge of the water.

Bridgette: Heads up.

Mallorie: Oh, great.

Felicity: Hey.

Bridgette: What’s up?

Felicity: Listen...I want to talk about tonight.

Mallorie: I’m all ears.

Felicity: I know that...us girls...we’ve had some issues in the past. But...you know I just want to stay in the game.

Mallorie: Okay.

Felicity: I will vote however you want me to, to stay in. No games, no trickery...that’s just it.

Mallorie nods, considering this as she studies her feet in the sand.

Felicity: The way I see it...we all pulled our weight in that challenge. The only one dragging his feet in the sand was Graham.

The camera cuts to Graham, chewing, bored, as he sits by the fire, looking off into the distance.

Felicity: He didn’t help in either the puzzle or getting the pieces. He’s the weakest male on the cast! We needed a physically strong man to help us in the challenge but Graham did nothing. It’s no surprise the guys used to give him smack for that. I’m just saying that...he might be a liability in challenges.

Mallorie: You could’ve called on him to get a puzzle piece, but you didn’t.

Felicity: I was watching him. All he did was stumble around drunkenly. It was embarrassing.

Bridgette frowns.

Felicity: I’m just saying...I may be a lot of things. Aggressive, annoying, off-putting...but one thing I definitely am is that I am all about feminism and girl power.

Mallorie nods slowly, as if trying not to explode with exasperation.

Felicity: If we girls stick together, Meisie-strong, you could get out the two guys tonight. It’d be a neat move, and it’d really send a message to the boys on the other tribe.

Mallorie: So your pitch is that we vote out Graham?

Felicity: Yes. I’m being open here. I’m at my wits’ end. If you’ve thought of making this move, I am at your mercy.

Mallorie: Can me and Bridge discuss this for a minute?

Felicity: If you want.

Mallorie and Bridgette walk off on their own. Bridgette signals to Greta, who comes over from the other side of the beach.

Mallorie: She says she’d vote Graham.

Greta: I like Graham. I mean...I like all of us here.

Mallorie: I know you do. But I still think Felicity is our biggest worry, strategically. Graham may not be as physical of an asset as Dillan was, but he was already on the bottom with the boys from before. If we get rid of him, we’re just doing their dirty work for them. And he has pledged loyalty to us and been a lot more sincere than Felicity has. She’s lying to get out of the mess she’s made for herself! She doesn’t learn her lesson!

Bridgette: Alright, I think we should just stick with the original plan. But in case she gets paranoid…

Mallorie: We tell her a fib.

Greta is clearly uncomfortable with this.

Bridgette: But we have to make sure that, like, if she has the idol...she can’t take out one of us, you know?

Mallorie: [thinking hard] How about...we tell her to vote Graham? She’s already pitching that. But the vote is still to split between Felicity and Lydia. Let her believe that...we’re still staying Meisie strong.

Greta: Do you think Felicity would fall for that?

Bridgette: It’s just to stave off an idol.

Mallorie: Don’t worry Greta. Us girls...we’re still strong. We’ll meet up with Mary-Anne at the merge and we’ll carry on from there.

Bridgette: Oh, I hope she makes it! I worry for her, I feel like all those tough guys are going to single her out for their first voteoff.

Mallorie: She can handle herself. We need to worry about us. Dillan and Graham can be helpful for us short-term and long-term. Dillan’s good in challenges and we’ll need that to combat the other tribe. Graham is dead loyal, and he’s got a personal grudge against those boys. It’ll all be more helpful than either Felicity or Lydia will be.

Greta: So we’re splitting the vote?

Mallorie: That’s the plan.

Bridgette: It’s a solid strategy.

Mallorie: I will be happy if she finally goes home. [laughing] I can’t stand her.

"seuntjie"

- Tonight could finally be the night that Felicity Akkerman gets voted out. She has honestly made it this far by the skin of her teeth. She managed to get so many people throwing her name out just by being herself and it’s...sad. [laughing] Her game is done. And I will be very glad to be the one making it happen.

Greta is thinking hard.

"seuntjie"

- Whatever choice I make tonight...I’m stabbing someone in the back. That’s what this game is about and it...it’s challenging me. I do genuinely like Felicity, but...I just don’t know anymore…[deep sigh] I’m very lost…

Felicity is talking with Lydia.

Felicity: Vote Graham tonight.

Lydia: Graham? Why?

Felicity: They’re not voting Mallorie. Damn her. She’s got Bridgette and Bridgette’s flirted her way right into Dillan’s mind. He’s infatuated with her.

Lydia: They are cute together.

Felicity: No they’re not! They’re evil!

Lydia: So the vote is Graham?

Felicity: It might be our only hope.

"seuntjie"

- I’ve actually grown close to Graham out here...I like him. You know, we’re fellow nerds...fellow recluses...totally out of our element...I’ll be sad to see him go if it really is him leaving the game tonight. I know how much it means to him and he’s told us how close he was to going home the last tribal...but I have to stay loyal to Felicity, and that means I have to vote for Graham.

The camera cuts to Graham, who is talking with Dillan, as Mallorie and Bridgette return to camp.

Graham: The vote’s still solid?

Mallorie: Yeah.

Bridgette: Don’t worry, bruh. Stick with us girls and we’ll knock those two out.

Graham: I trust you girls...I’m just nervous, is all. This game is not doing me any favors in terms of my social anxiety.

"seuntjie"

- Gah...I always get so nervous before tribal! The fear of possibly getting booted, not knowing whether people are lying to you...the suspense is lethal. I have to trust someone and...I just hope I’m putting trust in the right people.

Dillan: No worries, man. This time, I promise you...you’re not going home.

Graham: Heh...thanks, man.

Felicity heads into the forest, where she is now digging up her idol, which she’d reburied after arriving at Seuntjie.

"seuntjie"

- The vote tonight is still up in the air but...if those girls are thinking of knocking me out, I will have this card up my sleeve. I don’t want to have to use it if I don’t have to, I really really don’t. But...I want to make sure I have all my options covered. And this is the ultimate pre-caution. Heading into tribal tonight...I’m just as nervous as I was the last time. I just hope everything goes alright...that’s all I can do at this point, is hope.

Felicity slips her idol into her shoe, as the tribe grabs their torches and heads down the beach in single file.

One by one, they arrive at Tribal, their torches all already lit. Jeff nods as they arrive, putting their torches down, and taking their seats.

Jeff: So, welcome to your first Tribal Council as a new tribe.

Bridgette smiles and Greta laughs a little. Graham shakes his head, grinning.

Jeff: One thing I like about tribe swaps is that people from different tribes finally get to meet and mix together and the resulting chaos that ensues. Felicity, tell me what you think of the new boys.

Felicity: Well...Dillan and Bridgette have become the new Prom King and Queen.

Dillan: Oh gosh.

Bridgette is silently laughing.

Felicity: And Graham is...a big nerd. [laughing] No offense.

Graham: Hey, none taken. I identify as much.

Jeff: Wait, go back to that part about Bridgette and Dillan.

Felicity: It’s exactly as I said, Jeff! They’ve been...close! They’re being lovey dovey!

Dillan: We are not.

Bridgette: Fel, c’mon! [laughing] We just...hang out.

Mallorie and Greta are laughing now too.

Bridgette: We are! Jeez!

Lydia: Hah, sure.

Jeff: So Dillan, do you like Bridgette?

Dillan: [taken aback] Um...she’s...nice?

Mallorie can barely hold back her tears of laughter.

Felicity: I bet she’s reaaal nice.

Jeff: And Graham, what do you think of the girls?

Graham: Ah, well...we’ve tried, you know, getting along, and so far, we’re...a happy little family. I mean, I wanted to work with girls.

Felicity and Mallorie are giggling again.

Graham: I don’t mean- I’m just saying that they’re a lot nicer than my old tribe, which I’m happy about.

Jeff: So this is like a breath of fresh air?

Graham: Yeah. I like this new tribe. [laughing]

Jeff: Now is there a sense that...because it's a ratio of 5 girls to 2 guys, that the girls control the vote?

Dillan: Well they certainly have the majority. That gives them the power to do what they want, but it also depends on...unity.

The girls fall silent now. Graham is nodding thoughtfully. Lydia turns to Felicity, who shares a knowing look with her ally. Greta is biting her tongue.

Jeff: Greta, you are going up against a much physically stronger tribe.

Greta: Yeah. It’s not easy.

Graham: It’s my nightmare.

Jeff: Will that come into play tonight? Will you be taking into account the strength of your tribe? I mean, you could look at Dillan and argue that he’s fit, and he’s probably your strongest competitor.

Dillan: I am a basketballer.

Greta: Yeah, I think that...Dillan has a lot to offer in that sense. But this vote is also...complex in other ways. It’s Survivor. Anything can happen and anyone can go at any time.

Felicity looks down at her feet at this statement.

Jeff: Mallorie, are the girls united in this? Or are there going to be cracks in your alliance that the boys can exploit?

Malloire: Um…

Felicity turns to look at her, pushing her short hair back.

Mallorie: I think that any unresolved issues...will have a resolution tonight, one way or another.

Felicity smiles, rolling her eyes. Graham is a little paler.

Jeff: Alright. Tonight, I’m sure, the lines will be properly drawn, and I can’t wait to see how it all pans out. It is time to vote. Bridgette, you’re up.

Bridgette gets up to vote and the voting music kicks. Graham turns to look at Dillan, nervous, and Dillan nods reassuringly back. Felicity gives Lydia a sidelong glance, and smirks with false confidence.

The group heads up one after the other to vote.

"seuntjie"

- I’m sorry Graham, but I know you're not working with me, and the only chance I have of staying is if the girls decide to stay Meisie-strong.

The camera cuts to Graham, staring solemnly at the floor, breathing steadily, as if resigning himself to his fate.

One by one, people head up to the voting booth again and again. At last, Greta is the last to return.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves.

Felicity is gulping down air, stony-faced. Lydia looks worried for her. Mallorie meets Bridgette’s eye and the two girls nod at each other.

Jeff returns.

Jeff: If anyone has the hidden immunity idol and you want to play it, now would be the time to do so.

Felicity is gnashing her teeth, looking heavily conflicted. Lydia turns to look at her, and so do Mallorie and Bridgette.

She takes a deep breath…

Jeff: Alright, once the votes are read-

Felicity: Wait.

Mallorie glares at her, a glint in her eye, as Felicity struggles to get her shoe off.

Felicity: Just...give me a second.

Lydia looks surprised, a tentative smile on her face. Mallorie turns to cast a frustrated look at Bridgette, who looks shaken.

Graham swallows, watching as Felicity gets her idol out and hobbles over to Jeff.

Jeff: Thank you.

Felicity: You’re very welcome. I’m not taking any chances tonight, Jeff.

Jeff: Alright, this is a hidden immunity idol. Any votes cast against Felicity will not count. I’ll read the votes.

He opens the voting urn.

Felicity clasps her hands together, her legs bouncing up and down, wracked with nerves. Mallorie is irritated, looking pissed. Bridgette has a hand over her mouth and Greta looks a little shocked.

Graham turns around to look at Dillan, a bundle of nerves, and Dillan can only stare back, similarly taken by surprise.

Jeff: First vote...

He flips the parchment over.

Jeff: Felicity, does not count.

Felicity nods, expecting it.

Jeff: Felicity, does not count.

Felicity exhales slowly. Mallorie scowls.

Jeff: Felicity, does not count. We still have no votes cast for anybody.

Felicity nods, hands over her mouth. Greta looks away from Jeff, guilty.

Jeff: Graham. That’s one vote Graham. (1-0)

Graham takes a deep breath, looking worried.

Jeff: Lydia. One vote Graham, one vote Lydia. (1-1)

Lydia frowns. Graham shuts his eyes.

Jeff: Graham. That’s two votes Graham, one vote Lydia. (2-1)

Graham is licking his lips, sitting up straighter, eyes still on the floor, as if not daring to look at the votes being read.

Jeff flips over the final vote.

Jeff: Lydia. We are tied. (2-2)

Lydia pouts, looking hurt. Felicity’s brow is furrowing.

Jeff: Here’s what’s going to happen. We are going to revote. Lydia, Graham, you will not vote. Everyone else, you can only vote for Lydia or Graham. Greta, if you’ll come grab the urn…

Greta gets up to take the urn back. Felicity shakes her head at her as she passes by. Lydia turns to Felicity and Felicity pats her arm gently.

One by one, everyone goes back up to vote a second time. Mallorie is simmering in her seat, her face a permanent scowl. Graham looks like his heart is pounding right out of his chest, as Dillan continues to give him comforting nods.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves and returns for the second time.

Jeff: I’ll read the votes.

He opens the urn and takes out the first vote. Felicity and Lydia are now holding hands.

Jeff: First vote...Graham. (1-0)

Graham nods sadly.

Jeff: Lydia. One vote Graham, one vote Lydia. (1-1)

Lydia licks her lips, worried.

Jeff: Lydia. That’s two votes Lydia, one vote Graham. (2-1)

Lydia turns to look at Felicity, who shakes her head at her. Graham is trembling.

Jeff: Third person voted out of Survivor: Seychelles - Battle Of The Sexes...Lydia. (3-1) That’s three, and tonight that’s enough. You need to bring me your torch.

Felicity: I’m sorry, Lydia.

Lydia: It’s alright. Kick ass.

Graham turns to Dillan, white-faced, breathing a sigh of relief as the latter nods reassuringly at him. Bridgette shares a look with Mallorie, whose eyes are wide and is shaking her head.

Bridgette: [whisper] Crazy.

Lydia puts her torch down.

Jeff: Lydia…

Lydia: [laughing] Yes?

Jeff: Your tribe has spoken.

She beams widely as he snuffs her torch.

She turns around to face the tribe.

Lydia: Now one of you girls win this, alright? Give Sasha my regards. [makes eye contact with Felicity] Good luck.

Felicity nods.

Bridgette: Bye Lydia…

Greta: Thanks, sweetheart. Sorry.

She leaves. Felicity looks down at the floor and puts her head in her hands. Mallorie sits up straighter. Dillan puts an arm around Graham.

Jeff: I said the lines would be drawn in the sand after this vote, and it appears that that was definitely the case. The only question is: how will you move forward from here and will you be able to beat the other tribe? Grab your stuff and head back to camp. Goodnight.

Challenges
Immunity Challenge: Blind Leading The Blind [Cambodia] One castaway from each tribe would work as a caller, directing their blindfolded tribe mates in collecting large puzzle pieces spread out in a field and returning them to their tribe's designated area. Once all of the items had been gathered, the tribe had to solve a puzzle with their puzzle pieces. The first tribe to solve their puzzle won immunity. As the tribes had been swapped, the Cursed Medallion was not in effect for this challenge, but rather, the tribe who won this immunity challenge would also win the Medallion to use for the next challenge. Winner: Meisie

Voting Confessionals
"seuntjie"

- It’s been a blast, Felicity, but you are too big of a threat to keep around.

"seuntjie"

- This vote is not going to go any other way. We’ve been at odds for a while. This is me putting an end to that.

"seuntjie"

- Sorry, Felicity, dear, but I have to go with the alliance on this one.

"seuntjie"

- I really like you, Lydia, this isn’t personal.

Final Words
"seuntjie"

- It’s really tough to leave the game the way I did, but I’m happy for Graham. He’s a sweet guy and I think that’s going to get him far on this tribe of girls. Even coming out here was a huge step out of my comfort zone and I’m really proud of myself, even if I didn’t last long. I had a hell of a time, I wasn’t expecting for the fun to end so soon but that’s the nature of the game. It’s unexpected, and anything could happen. I wish the best of luck to Felicity because she is in dire need of it. She won’t always have idols around to get her out of a fix.

Next Time on Survivor...

 * Love is in the air on the new Seuntjie tribe…

Bridgette: You know...we could always steal away a couple moments to ourselves?

Dillan: Wha-


 * Sven strikes a nerve…

Sven: That’s not the way to do it, the pieces don’t go there! Have you never seen a puzzle before?

"meisie"

- He thinks he’s the smartest person on the island. Well, Sven, you’re not, and I hate to break it to you, but this is a social game and you kinda STINK at it.


 * Bonds are built…

Graham and Dillan are laughing and chatting by the fire.

Dillan: Where was this new Graham one week ago?

Graham: Brandy killed him.

And on Meisie…

Brandy: I think we could go deep. I respect you a lot, I hope you feel the same way.

Sasha: I’m sold. I really am.

Abraham: We could be a secret trio that no one knows about, us three.


 * And enmities grow stronger…

Mallorie: As soon as we go back to Tribal Council, you will go home. There’s no two ways about it.

"seuntjie"

- Mallorie thinks herself the Queen Bee, and I want to overthrow her so badly...for Lydia.

Author’s Notes

 * The episode title ‘Like The General Of An Army’ was named by Mallorie.