When Push Comes To Shove

When Push Comes To Shove is the penultimate episode of Survivor: Seychelles - Battle Of The Sexes.

Previously On Survivor...

 * After blindsiding Mary-Anne, Mallorie got on Sasha’s bad side.

Sasha: That was absolutely uncalled for. You have no sportsmanship. None! You rubbed it in her face, and you know it.

Mallorie: Don’t act like you wouldn’t do the same.

"redneg"

- This girl is getting on my last nerve. Mary-Anne didn’t deserve that last night, what she did to her, what she said. It was my fault, and I will do everything in my power to make it right by her.


 * And Sasha took it out on Graham at the Reward Challenge.

Sasha: Graham, you have done absolutely nothing to get yourself this far. You are a disgrace to this game and to all the players fighting to stay in it. You have no game of your own.


 * Mallorie cemented a Final Three deal with her two closest allies, Bridgette and Greta.

Mallorie is talking and eating ice cream with the other two ladies.

"redneg"

- Mallorie proposes a Final Three deal of me, her and Greta. I’m agreeing to this Final Three for now, but nothing’s set in stone for me yet. Because let’s face it, Mallorie’s been pegged as a threat and a target for almost the whole merge. Do I really want to bring someone like that with me to the end? Even if Mallorie and I have been good friends and allies for, like, ever? Or do I want to take her out at the Final Five or Four? It’s a lot to think about.


 * While Brandy and Sasha knew they were on the outs.

"redneg"

- It almost feels like Brandy and I are just waiting, and delaying the inevitable. We’re staring our deaths in the face and we can see the blade about to fall down on one of us, and yet there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s tormenting. It’s depressing. And it’s a [censored] mess.


 * When Dillan won his second immunity…

Jeff: Dillan wins immunity!


 * Brandy campaigned for Dillan to flip on the biggest strategic target in the game, Mallorie.

Brandy: If you two are on board, we can get rid of Mallorie tonight. Tonight is the only night we have the numbers. What better timing is there going to be? You can’t say you’ve never entertained the thought of blindsiding her.

Dillan thinks on this.

"redneg"

- The idea to vote out Mallorie, to blindside her, is very tempting.


 * Needing one last vote to get the numbers, Brandy did the unthinkable and went to try and sway Graham.

Brandy: Look. I get it. You and I...we don’t exactly see eye-to-eye.

Graham: Understatement of the year.

Brandy: And I’d like to apologize for that. But I think that if we help each other, for this one vote, it could be beneficial for both of our games.

"redneg"

- I’m like...are meteors going to start falling from the sky? Are pigs starting to fly? What is this madness? [laughs] Brandy actually comes up to me...to try and apologize, for his behavior. As much as I hate to say it, Brandy brings up good points.


 * At tribal council, Graham found it in his heart to let go of his biggest rivalry in the game for the sake of making a big move, as he and Dillan flipped to Brandy and Sasha.

Jeff: Tenth person voted out and the fourth member of our jury...Brandy. That’s two, that’s enough. You need to bring me your torch.


 * But it was all for nothing, as Mallorie played her hidden immunity idol, sending Brandy out of the game for good.

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


 * 6 are left. Who will be voted out tonight?

Night 30
The episode begins as the Redneg tribe returns from Tribal Council. The moon is full, high up in the sky, bathing the castaways and the beach in pearly moonlight.

Mallorie dumps her bag in the shelter as Bridgette comes over to hug her.

Bridgette: I can’t believe you just did that.

Mallorie: That was a good play.

Bridgette: You never told me you were going to play your idol?

Mallorie: Why should I? I mean...it was my idol.

Bridgette: It was ours. We found it together.

Mallorie: I found it first. I just made the decision, I figured it was the time.

Bridgette frowns.

"redneg"

- Tribal Council was insane, by far one of the craziest so far. We’ve had pretty big blindsides since the merge but at least I knew what was going to happen. Mallorie told me nothing about what she was going to do tonight and I was shocked. I didn’t think Dillan and Graham would flip. I really didn’t. I’m surprised, that they were able to work with the likes of Brandy and Sasha, two very unlikeable people who are very hard to work with. But I guess maybe that’s the appeal of going to the end with people like them.

Mallorie: Dillan, that was a bold move. I can’t say I’m shocked.

Dillan is busy taking off his letterman. He shrugs, his eyes white in the glare of the night vision camera.

Dillan: No hard feelings, I hope.

Mallorie: None at all.

Bridgette: I can’t believe you flipped.

Graham looks ticked off.

Bridgette: I thought you hated Brandy.

Graham: I did. But I love the game more.

Bridgette: I guess I can respect that.

"redneg"

- [laughs]...it’s so ironic. I’ve wanted Brandy gone for like...almost since the beginning of the game. And the night he finally does go home is the ONE NIGHT I did not want him to leave. [shakes head] I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. Things worked out, and at the same time, things also went horribly wrong.

Sasha is sitting by herself down the beach, alone, looking bummed, ignoring the conversations taking place behind her.

"redneg"

- For once, something actually went my way, in that me and Brandy actually got two swing votes to flip with us - two people who have no allegiance or connection to either of us, really. We did the impossible and it should’ve, could’ve and would’ve worked! But once again, Mallorie foils it all yet again. This is absolutely ridiculous! Brandy was going to survive tonight. And because of that idol, he’s on his way to the jury and Mallorie’s still here. [shakes head] I have to give it to her. She’s gotten extremely lucky.

Sasha sighs, pulling her knees up to the chest and watching the waves crash down on the beach. She wraps her hoodie closer around her as the wind begins to pick up.

"redneg"

- You know, looking back on the relationship between Brandy and I...he was loud and crazy at times but we grew close out here. He’s the closest person I’d call a friend, outside of Lydia and Mary-Anne. And now he’s gone. We were together on the bottom for a while and now I’m alone. I’m the lone ranger, and...my odds at this point are slim. Because I don’t fit in with those girls, I can’t. Not with Mallorie or Bridgette or Greta...and because of that, I’m on the outs. Even if I get Dillan and Graham back on my side after tonight’s disaster...that’s not enough. But, you know, never say never, I say. I’m going to keep trying to find a way to get an edge on Mallorie, one way or another, even if it means lying, cheating and stealing. I’ll make sure she goes home before I do.

The alliance of five is shattered, as people begin confronting each other.

Mallorie: So, why’d you do it?

Dillan: [shrugs] Once Brandy and Sasha go...who’s next? It’ll be me. I just made a preemptive strike.

Mallorie: You don’t know that.

Dillan: Like you’d take me to the end over Bridgette, or Greta? [raises eyebrow] Let’s get real here, Mallorie. That jury has done nothing but sing your praises for a long time-

Mallorie: Sing my praises? Abraham and I never got along, Kim most likely feels betrayed, Mary-Anne probably hates my guts after what I said to her when she went home and Brandy is no fan of mine. You people put me upon a pedestal and lauded me as the biggest strategic threat so I soak up all the bullets. I’m just...I’m just me! I never asked for all this attention.

Dillan: It doesn’t matter! People all believe you are the biggest target. What was I going to do? I had to make a move, before you did it to me first, and you know you would’ve.

Mallorie looks around. Greta is sitting in the shelter, staying out of the arguments, looking meek. Bridgette is silent, staring at the floor. Graham is resting on a log, watching them.

"redneg"

- It all went wrong. I should’ve known Mallorie had an idol. To her credit, she played like she didn’t have one. She brought her bags to Tribal. I thought she was ready to leave, that she knew she couldn’t stop it if we tried to take aim at her. But...she pulled a fast one on us. I convinced Graham to flip, I convinced him to forgive his biggest rival and turn his back on people he considers friends to make this move with me and it’s backfired and I feel responsible that he’s now on the outs with Mallorie and Bridgette and Greta because of me. [shrugs] The alliance of five was crumbling someday...and I guess it was tonight.

Bridgette: Let’s just get some sleep. We can talk about this in the morning.

Mallorie: [sighs] Okay.

"redneg"

- These people who I call allies...they’re finally turning on me. Dillan and Graham made their big move tonight, and they flipped on me. I would’ve gone home had I not played my idol. To know I came that close to going home...it was a heart-pounding moment. Even though our alliance of five has worked together very well in the past, though we all tried to deny it, we knew we would break up at one point. Now, it’s every man for himself.

Mallorie is curling up in bed next to Bridgette. The camera cuts to the two of them with Greta in the shelter, and then cuts to Dillan and Graham sitting by the fire, with Sasha in the background, alone on the beach.

"redneg"

- I still have Bridgette and Greta’s loyalty to me. But Dillan and Graham are loyal to each other, and Sasha is all alone. I’m only three votes away from that Final Tribal and I’m determined to get there. I just need to get the other three out of here first. [shrugs] Game on.

Day 31
It is early in the morning, and the smoke from the fire is rising into the sky.

Graham is poking at a few remaining embers, and Dillan is walking over to him, his letterman dangling off his now skinny frame.

Dillan: Hey.

Graham: ‘Sup.

Dillan: About last night...I’m sorry I made you flip.

Graham: Why? I think it was the right decision.

Dillan: You never got to send Brandy out of the game. It didn’t work, and now we’re both in trouble.

Graham: Dillan...it’s fine. Really. I needed to make a move at some point. If it meant having to work with my biggest enemies in the game, so be it. Besides...you were right. Mallorie would’ve turned on you eventually, and then on me. We couldn’t have done nothing.

"redneg"

- The status of the alliance is unclear. We’re all still in this game and we all know not all of us can make it to the end. Mallorie has Bridgette and Greta by her side and they’re a tight threesome. We can either join forces with them again to get rid of Sasha and all make it to the finale - the five of us, as it should’ve been - or we work with Sasha again, and hope that we can convince either Bridgette or Greta to flip. It’s tough, considering I do like all three of those girls. But I don’t see a path to the end with Mallorie in the way. She’s got to go…

Dillan plops down on the log beside Graham.

Dillan: What do you think will happen now?

Graham: I think Mallorie will go for you or Sasha. Hopefully...Bridgette can convince her to target Sasha first.

Dillan: Once Sasha goes though...it’ll be you and me up against those three.

Graham: Yeah...I know. I don’t like this.

Dillan: So we either work with Sasha and hope for the best…

Graham: Or we vote off Sasha...and hope for the best.

Dillan: You know what would help?

Graham: What?

Dillan: An idol. It has to have been rehidden.

Graham meets Dillan’s eyes and nods.

Graham: You want to go now?

Dillan: Yeah. Cover me.

He gets up and takes off into the woods.

"redneg"

- Whether I like it or not, I’ve blown my cover and now Mallorie knows I’m after her. With the trust in the alliance broken, we all need our own individual allies to cover for us to make it further. I have Graham, I hopefully have Sasha to counter Mallorie, but that still puts us...at a tie. The only thing to break a tie, I’m sure, is an idol. And now that Mallorie’s played it, it’s back in play, somewhere on the island. And I’m going searching. It’s an idol search party in the works.

Dillan is muttering to himself as he digs under tree roots and searches in bushes.

Dillan: Time to get down and dirty…

Bridgette is stepping into camp, looking around.

Bridgette: Where’s Dillan?

Graham: Oh...he’s...you know, taking care of business.

The camera cuts to Dillan still frantically searching, crashing through the underbrush in a mad dash.

Mallorie shoots Graham a shrewd look.

Mallorie: You sure he’s not off looking for an idol?

Graham: [shrugs nonchalantly] If he is, I wouldn’t know about it.

Mallorie: Come on, you two talk about everything together. You would know.

"redneg"

- After playing my idol last night, I expected people to start searching again today. I mean, they’d be dumb not to! We’re down to only six people left, so the odds of me finding it are much higher than before. I found it before, I can find it again.

It is not long before Mallorie and the girls start searching too.

The camera cuts between shots of Mallorie, Dillan, Bridgette and Sasha poking around in the forest.

Greta is walking alone, and Bridgette is calling out to her from the distance.

Bridgette: Found anything, Greta?

Greta: [looks around aimlessly] Nope!

She continues walking along, looking around the jungle floor, peering down at her feet, and the camera pans up to focus on a small, inconspicuous package tucked away in a small hole up in the tree by Greta.

Greta continues walking along, oblivious to the idol hidden right above her head.

Greta: This is futile.

Bridgette: [sighs] Well, we might as well keep looking.

Greta: I’m tired, I think I’m gonna go back and rest with Graham.

Bridgette: Don’t strain yourself too hard, okay?

Greta leaves, and the camera pans up to the idol one last time as she walks underneath it yet again, on her way back to camp.

The camera cuts to the next scene, as the tribe arrives at their next reward challenge.

Jeff: Come on in guys!

The Redneg tribe troops on in.

Jeff: Ready to get to today’s challenge?

The tribe affirms their response.

Jeff: As you all know, in every season of Survivor, there are some pretty big moments. You have tribe swaps, idols, the merge, auctions and some pretty awesome rewards.

Graham looks confused as to where this is going.

Jeff: And one of these memorable moments...is the loved ones’ visit.

Bridgette gasps, and clasps her hands over her mouth.

Jeff: That’s because today...you will not just be competing for a simple reward. You will have a chance at nourishment...and love.

Greta’s eyes are watering.

Graham: Oh, wow.

Jeff: Greta. Here’s your youngest daughter, Brenda.

Greta is already breaking down, as a bespectacled young woman comes running out of the bushes to greet her with outstretched arms.

Bridgette pats Greta on the back as the latter stumbles forward, incoherent and almost blinded by her own tears, as she envelopes her daugher in a big bear hug.

Brenda: Mom, look at you! You’re a bag of bones!

Greta: Oh, this is nothing, hon. [laughs] I’ve looked worse. Oh, but I’m so happy you’re here.

They hug again.

Jeff: Greta, what is it like to see your daughter out here after so long without seeing your family? As I understand it, you’ve had one of the hardest experiences out here, mentally, without seeing your loved ones.

Greta: [sniffs] It’s just heartwarming, Jeff.

She squeezes her eyes shut as if merely talking is causing her too much pain. Her daughter Brenda is at her side, clinging onto her mother’s wizened form.

Bridgette is tearing up at their reunion. Sasha is looking down at the floor, as if scared to look up.

Mallorie, for once, looks as though her composure is slipping, and she is blinking furiously. Dillan is breathing heavily.

Greta: I can’t even begin to tell you how much I’ve watered the sands with my tears. [laughs] I’ve missed my family so much, you can’t even imagine…

Jeff: Alright, Brenda, Greta, say your goodbyes and head back to your spots.

Greta: I love you.

Brenda: I love you too, Mom.

Greta gives her daughter a peck on the cheek and returns to the mat. Brenda heads on over to stand by the sidelines, tears running down her own cheeks in a similar fashion to her mother.

Jeff: Sasha, you ready for a familiar face?

Sasha can only nod.

Jeff: Here’s your cousin, Sally.

Sasha chuckles as her cousin - a frizzy-haired beaming woman - comes barreling out of the woods, and wraps her in a hug.

Sasha: Hey!

Sally: Look at you! You’ve lost so much weight! I’m almost jealous!

Sasha laughs, looking genuinely happy, more so than she has her entire time here.

Sasha: [whisper] How are the boys?

Sally: [whisper] They’re alright. [laughs] They miss their mommy though. [giggle] They’ll be so happy to know you’ve made it this far.

Jeff: Sasha, out here in the game with only your fellow castmates for company, what’s it like seeing family?

Sasha: It’s…[wipes away tears] it’s indescribable. I mean, out here, you can’t trust anybody, 100%. And this gal right here [points to Sally, who laughs] I know for a fact that she’s got my back. That’s priceless.

Jeff: Alright, say your goodbyes.

Sasha and Sally hug one last time and depart.

Jeff: Bridgette, you know who we’ve got for you?

Bridgette: [excited] Is it my brother?

Jeff: It’s your brother, Keith. Keith, come on out!

Bridgette is squealing, jumping up and down as her older brother comes out to greet her.

Bridgette: Hey! Oh my gosh, I’ve missed you!

Keith: I can say the same for you, baby sister.

They embrace.

Keith: Whoa. You smell bad.

Bridgette slaps him playfully.

Jeff: What’s it like back home, Keith, knowing your sister is out here on this adventure?

Keith: Well, I’m not gonna lie, I’m jealous of her. [laughs] But the family and I are so proud of her, and even more so now that she’s made it this far.

Bridgette: Oh, stop it, you.

Jeff: Alright, have a last hug and say your goodbyes.

Bridgette hugs Keith as he goes to stand with Sally and Brenda.

Jeff: Mallorie…

Mallorie nods, her eyes red, and she swallows.

Jeff: In all the time I’ve seen you, you’ve always been very composed. Now, I can see that cool, calm and collected confidence breaking.

Mallorie: I just...I just know it’s because I’ll be [chokes back a sob] I’ll be seeing someone I care about, very very much, soon…

Jeff: Here’s your mom, Natara.

Mallorie, for the first time, seems choked up and genuinely at a loss for words, as a white-haired older woman comes tottering out from behind the bushes.

Natara: Oh, sweetheart.

Mallorie: Hey, mom.

The two hug it out.

Jeff: Natara, as a mom, what’s it like knowing your daughter is out here in an intense game like Survivor and being unable to be there for her, to not know how she’s doing?

Natara: It is...really hard. I wish I could’ve known how she was doing. Not a day has gone by since she left that I haven’t been wondering what she’s been up to on the island, and when I got the call to come out here…

She sniffs, squeezing Mallorie’s arm comfortingly.

Natara: I just...I couldn’t be prouder of her.

Jeff: Alright, say your goodbyes.

Natara: You’re doing great, sweetheart. I love you.

She kisses her daughter on the cheek and heads over to the side.

Jeff: Graham, are you ready to see family?

Graham: [nervous] Yeah.

Jeff: We’ve got your older sister, Lacey.

Out comes Graham’s older sister, a tall woman with his eyes and a similar smile, hurrying over to give him a hug.

Lacey: [laughing] Hey, bro!

Graham: Oof. Wow, I can’t believe you’re really out here…

Lacey: And I can’t believe you’ve made it this far. Mom and Dad will be so proud…

Jeff: Tell me about your relationship with your sister, Graham.

Graham: [sheepishly] Ah well, you know...she was always the adventurous one. Always the one putting herself out there...making friends, having fun...she was the outgoing one. So for me to be the one out here competing in a cutthroat game like this and for her to be the one coming out here to support me...it’s quite a role reversal.

Lacey: I’m always telling him to get out there and pursue his dreams and chase after the next big adventure. I’m glad this is it.

Jeff: Alright, say your goodbyes, you two.

Lacey and Graham hug one last time, and she pats him on the back, flashing him a knowing look.

Lacey: Good luck.

Graham: Thanks.

Jeff: And last but not least, Dillan. You know who we’ve brought out for you?

Dillan bites his lip, smiling.

Dillan: I’ve got a pretty good idea, yeah.

Jeff: It’s your brother, Matthieu.

Dillan’s brother comes running onto the beach, looking almost as tall and as Herculean as Dillan himself was.

Bridgette whistles as the two hug it out.

Matthieu: You made it...you made it, look at you! I told you you could do it.

Dillan: [grinning] I can’t believe it myself.

Jeff: Are you two close?

Matthieu: Dill and I, we had a...bit of a tough childhood on each other. He was a very competitive guy and it used to drive him crazy how I would always beat him.

Dillan rolls his eyes but in a good-natured manner.

Matthieu: I was always the one pushing him to reach his limits. And he actually did it. He got on Survivor before me. And I’m so proud of him for making it to this point. [to Dillan] I always knew you would. I never lost faith in you.

Dillan: Heh.

Jeff: Alright, now say your goodbyes. We have a challenge to get to.

Matthieu pats Dillan on the back.

Matthieu: You’re a warrior, man. I’ll be watching.

He takes his leave and goes to stand alongside the other loved ones.

Jeff: Alright, shall we get to today’s challenge?

The six of them look much more enthusiastic than before. Bridgette pumps the air a little.

Jeff: For today’s challenge, you will race out across the water to a floating platform, where you will have to memorize a panel of symbols and corresponding numbers. You will then race back and input the correct combination of numbers corresponding to the symbols on a symbol wheel to retrieve a key. You will then use the key to unlock a chest, containing puzzle pieces, which you will use to solve a word puzzle. First person to solve their word puzzle wins reward. And you will do all of this, with your loved ones watching from the sidelines, cheering you on. Wanna know what you’re playing for?

Everyone: [reinvigorated, grinning] Yes!

Jeff: The winner of today’s challenge will get to bring their loved one with them back to camp, where they will get to lie on a real bed, with real pillows, mattresses and bedsheets, and share a delicious pizza, with toppings of their choice.

The very mention of pizza very nearly sends Bridgette into tears. Sasha is nodding, a wry grin spreading across her face.

Jeff: In addition, the winner of this challenge will win the Medallion. Worth playing for? Loved ones, take a spot on the bench. We’ll get started.

Soon, everyone is in their place. The loved ones are all seated on the benches, looking excited to watch and root on their family members.

The six castaways look doubly determined to win this challenge. Dillan is hunkering down, eyeing up the course ahead of him with grim determination. Graham is breathing in and out shakily, watching his sister watching him out of the corner of his eye.

Sasha is completely focused, her body tense. Mallorie is rubbing her hands together, frowning.

Jeff: Alright. A lot at stake in today’s challenge. Your loved ones are out here, in the Seychelles islands, to watch you compete, for a once-in-a-lifetime reward! Today, you’ll want to give it your all. Survivors ready? Go!

Everyone charges out, racing into the water, splashing about as the loved ones begin cheering.

Jeff: It is Dillan taking an early lead, Mallorie right behind!

Matthieu: Let’s go, Dillan!

Natara: You got this, Mal!

Dillan arrives at the floating platform first. Panting heavily, he begins studying the wheel of symbols, water dripping down his body. Mallorie is quick to join him, and they are followed by Bridgette, with Graham, Greta and Sasha bringing up the rear.

Jeff: This challenge will test both your mind and body! You will have to not only race out in the water, but memorize the symbols as you head to and fro! How many can you remember before heading back to your wheel? How many trips will you need to make? More than thirty days out here and it will take a toll on your mental ability!

Everyone has now reached the wheel of symbols. Greta is just hobbling up onto the platform as Dillan hops off and begins charging through the shallow water, back the way he came. A couple seconds later, Mallorie follows, her face screwed up in intense concentration.

Jeff: It is Dillan and Mallorie, yet again, taking each other head on! Both are rushing back to the beach!

Natara is watching, clutching at her cheeks, her knuckles white with intense anticipation.

Dillan makes it back to the beach first, running up to his wheel. He quickly grabs a handful of sand and dumps it on his table, and begins tracing out the numbers corresponding to his symbols.

Mallorie is hot on his heels, and seeing what he is doing, she is quick to employ the same strategy.

Dillan begins spinning his wheel around, and so does Mallorie.

Bridgette is racing back onto shore, and Graham and Sasha are a bit behind. Greta is still out in the water.

Dillan curses, getting the order wrong. He races back out into the water.

Bridgette reaches her wheel, and Graham arrives at his, panting heavily, fatigued, as Lacey watches with worry.

Mallorie: Dang it!

Mallorie gets the combination wrong too and begins running back out.

Bridgette is spinning her wheel around, and Graham and Sasha are following suit.

Jeff: Greta finally back at the beach!

Greta is hobbling on over.

Brenda: Don’t give up, Mom! You’re killing it!

Dillan is making his way back.

Bridgette spins her wheel around, and gets her key free! She begins hurriedly scrabbling at her key, as Keith gets to his feet, watching with bated breath.

Graham gets his key free too, and Lacey lets out an audible cheer.

Jeff: With just one try, both Bridgette and Graham have their keys! Wow! This is going to come down to the wire!

Dillan returns, Mallorie once again still hot on his heels.

Dillan spins his wheel around, and his key comes free.

Mallorie does so too.

Jeff: It is Bridgette, Graham, Dillan and Mallorie working on the word puzzle. Sasha and Greta, falling out of it.

Sasha is still spinning her wheel around aimlessly, and a confused Greta is heading back out to the platform.

Jeff: It’s amazing how a simple word puzzle can become so difficult after spending so much time away from civilization.

Bridgette is turning her pieces around in her hands. Graham is laying them out, studying them, his brow furrowed in concentration.

Mallorie has her hands on her hips and is murmuring under her breath, scowling down at her lettered tiles.

Meanwhile, Dillan begins assembling a phrase.

Jeff: Dillan seems to have a lead. Is he right?

Dillan begins moving letters around as fast as he can, looking as if he is onto something. Graham is shaking his head, still looking at his letters. Mallorie peers over at Dillan, as he puts the last of his letters in place.

Jeff: Read it out, Dillan!

Dillan: A reward worth playing for!

Jeff: Dillan wins reward, and gets to bring his loved one back to camp!

Matthieu hops off the bench and hurries over to give Dillan a hug, both men grinning. Mallorie scowls, looking heavily disappointed. Graham shrugs at Lacey.

Jeff: Dillan, congrats.

Dillan: Thank you.

Jeff: For you and Matthieu, you get to share one day of this amazing experience together back at camp. It’s nourishment for both your body and your soul, to enjoy a meal surrounded by love and comfort...at this stage in the game, a reward like this could be priceless. Now...choose one person to join you on this reward.

Dillan sighs, scratching his goatee.

Dillan: I knew I’d have to pick someone.

Graham looks up hopefully. Bridgette’s mouth twitches. Sasha makes eye contact with Sally and subtly shakes her head.

Mallorie simply looks stony.

Dillan: Gah...mind you, this...is not an easy decision.

Mallorie scoffs a little.

Dillan: I mean, I know everyone here would give anything to have a moment with their loved one, but...I just know that there’s one person I’ve gotta pick, and that’s Graham.

Graham breaks out into a relieved grin as Dillan beckons him over. Lacey gleefully runs over to join them.

Bridgette nods, dejected. Keith shrugs at her, and Dillan looks on apologetically at the rest.

Jeff: Alright. Graham, Dillan, Lacey, Matthieu - a nice reward waiting for you back at camp. As for the rest of you, say goodbye to your loved ones. There’ll be no more hugs for you today.

The remaining loved ones prepare to go.

Natara: I love you, sweetheart.

Mallorie: Love you too, Mom.

Brenda: You’re doing great! I’m proud of you, Mom!

Greta blows her a kiss as she leaves.

Keith: You’ve got this, Bridge.

At last, they are all gone. Sasha is wiping her red eyes, looking angry with herself.

Jeff: Alright, head on back to camp, where the four of you [indicates the victors] will have a nice reward waiting for you. Congrats.

Beaming, the four get up to go and join the losing four.

The camera focuses on Graham as he shakes Dillan’s head, the two leading their loved ones back to their camp.

"redneg"

- As grateful as I was to Dillan for bringing me on this reward, part of me was worried because we know we need to get the numbers for this next vote and our only option is convincing either Bridgette or Greta to flip. Dillan has a very tight relationship with Bridgette and bringing her on this reward might’ve helped seal the deal and bring her on our side. So while I’m eternally in his debt for giving me this one day to spend with Lacey on this one-of-a-kind experience together...I just hope we can still work on Bridgette after because the game is still going on and I can only pray for nothing bad to come of this.

The tribe returns to camp, with the two loved ones in tow.

Lacey is nodding, impressed by the shelter the six have been living in.

Lacey: This is insane. I can’t believe I’m actually seeing your camp on Survivor!

Graham: The one and only. [laughs] I can’t believe you’re out here. It’s one dream coming true after another.

Dillan is hugging Matthieu, grinning.

Dillan: We made it.

Matthieu: You did amazing, bro. I’d be surprised if you don’t pull this whole thing off and win it.

Mallorie overhears this.

Dillan: [laughing uncomfortably] Yeah, well, don’t jinx it.

"redneg"

- To get to bring my brother back to camp...it’s so crazy. I never thought I would have actually made it far enough to the loved ones’ visit, and to be the one winning the challenge and getting to bring my brother back with me to my camp. We get to spend a whole day at camp together! And there’s a bed, and pizza, and me and Graham get to enjoy. It’s perfect, it’s the perfect reward. I’m exhilarated to get to experience this.

There is a large king size bed on the beach, which the four are getting cozy in, sitting on or getting under the sheets. A platter of pizza is brought out to the foursome, and there are cheesy slices, smiles and laughs abound.

Mallorie is busy getting the fire back up again, looking down the beach at the large bed.

Sasha too is sitting in the shelter, watching wistfully.

Greta: I can almost smell the pizza!

Bridgette: I’m gonna go down and see what they’re eating.

Bridgette makes her way over to the four.

Bridgette: Hey!

Dillan: Hey.

He lowers his voice.

Dillan: [whisper] Listen, no hard feelings about me not picking you, right?

Bridgette: Of course not. None taken.

Dillan: The thing is, I was totally expecting to be able to pick two people. I would’ve absolutely picked you next, without a doubt!

Bridgette: It’s okay, Dillan. I don’t blame you. You won fair and square! I’m glad you’re enjoying yourself.

"redneg"

- Not gonna lie...that pizza smelled so good. And yeah, okay, I was a little disappointed to not have been picked. My brother and I, we’re very close, and I would really have liked to have spent the day with him, of course. And no matter what I said, I think that Dillan choosing Graham over me...I don’t want to sound entitled. But it does show that those two boys are going to be closer than I will ever be to Dillan. Dillan’s been my heartthrob for the past few weeks but I’m still playing a game here. He and Graham may be getting too tight for their own good and it could be time to split them up, especially now that they’ve officially outcasted themselves from the alliance.

Bridgette: Well, have fun, you guys!

She smiles and leaves.

Graham: Thanks, Bridge!

Matthieu nudges Dillan.

Matthieu: Dad’ll love her, bro.

Dillan: What?

Matthieu: I can tell you’re close from a glance, dude. You’re not exactly hiding it. Matter of fact, you have to tell me all about your tribe. I want to know your position in the game right now!

Dillan: [laughs] Oh man, where do I start?

Day 32
The sun rises on yet another day on the Seychelles islands.

The loved ones have gone, and it is just the six of them back at camp again.

The girls sans Sasha are taking it in turns to continue their (so far) futile search for the idol. It is Mallorie’s shift now, and the blue-haired girl is gone, in the woods somewhere, scampering about.

Bridgette is walking back into camp, carrying a load of firewood, and Dillan hurries on over.

Dillan: Here. I can take that.

Bridgette: Oh, don’t worry, it’s no trouble.

Dillan: It’s my turn to start the fire today anyway. I’m sorry I forgot.

Bridgette: Oh, you slept so peacefully last night on a full belly. I didn’t want to wake you for a chore I could handle myself.

Dillan: It is still my job. I’ll take over.

Bridgette: [jokingly] Oh, what a gentleman. My hero.

She winks and leaves.

Dillan laughs a little as Graham watches the two of them.

Graham: How do you do it, dude?

Dillan: I beg your pardon?

Goofy music begins to play.

Graham: How on Earth do you just walk up to a girl and get her to like you? Or, better yet, ask her out?

Dillan: [chuckles] You just do it, man. You just...you know, you just go on and do it. Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t, and that’s okay. You’ll never know unless you try.

Graham: [nods] I guess that’s good advice. Still...I suppose it’s easier when you look the way you do...tall, dark and handsome.

Dillan: [scoffs] Oh, c’mon, Graham-

Graham: Well, we’re not all destined to be charming and dashing. Life’s unfair that way.

"redneg"

- Sometimes I do get a little envious of Dillan. [laughs] He’s a good-looking guy, he’s fit, he’s a basketballer, and look at his challenge record. He’s a champ in this game, it’s like he was built to survive on Survivor, in the wilderness. Me? As much of a brute as Brandy was, he wasn’t lying when he said I did very little around camp. I’m not a camper. I can barely cook my own food. Guys like Dillan...they have it all. The guy’s a regular Casanova. I mean, I liked Bridgette when I first met her but she’s only ever had eyes for him. They’re both really attractive people who are really attracted to one another. I wouldn’t be surprised to hear wedding bells tolling in the future. [laughs] But I’m happy for them.

Dillan pats Graham on the back in a friendly manner.

Dillan: I wouldn’t rush it. My advice is to just trust it and let things play out on their own.

Graham smiles a little, but then turns serious.

Graham: Any luck finding the idol?

Dillan: [shakes his head] None.

Graham: We need to start thinking about what we’re gonna do tomorrow night.

Dillan kneels down and gets to work on the fire.

Dillan: We can always go back to the girls and see if they’re willing to vote Sasha.

Graham: But then, where does that leave us for the next Tribal Council? You’d have to win immunity to stay alive. And if you did, they could always stay strong and send me home.

Dillan: That’s true…

Graham: I can’t believe I’m sticking my neck out for Sasha, of all people.

Dillan: Say we vote with Sasha.

Graham: Okay…

Dillan: We’d still need one of the girls to flip to get the majority or we’re risking a tie and rocks.

Graham: Your relationship with Bridgette is probably our biggest asset and our only hope as of now.

Dillan: I know. I’ll try to work on flipping her.

Graham: Given your dashingly good looks, I’m sure you’ll have no trouble.

Dillan: Oh, har har.

Day 33
Jeff: Come on in guys!

Intense music plays in the background as the Final Six troops in, arriving on the beach. Dillan plants the flag firmly behind their mat. Sasha is surveying the challenge arena with grim determination reflected in her eyes.

Jeff: Ready to get to today’s immunity challenge? First things first, Dillan, I will take it back.

Dillan gives up immunity.

Jeff: Once again, immunity is back up for grabs. For today’s challenge, you will be testing your balance. Each of you will place one foot on one end of a balancing beam, and balance a vase on the other end. If your vase falls, you’re out. It’s that simple. Last person standing...wins immunity, and a guaranteed spot in the Final Five, and a one-in-FIVE shot at winning this game. With the numbers dwindling, and with the end approaching, immunity could not be more important right here, right now.

Mallorie is nodding. Dillan licks his lips.

Jeff: In addition, we have a little twist today. You will get to choose what you will be competing for.

Sasha frowns. Bridgette cocks her head to the side, confused.

Jeff: If you don’t want to compete for immunity, you can opt for competing for reward. That reward will be an English breakfast waiting for you back at camp.

Bridgette laughs. Mallorie nods, licking her lips.

Jeff: Here’s the twist. Though you’re all playing in this challenge, you will only be competing against the people who choose to compete for the same reward as you are.

Sasha’s eyes are twinkling.

Jeff: That means, if three people choose to compete for immunity, and the other three compete for reward, you will only have to outlast the other two competitors to win whatever you’re competing for. And, if only one person goes for reward, while everyone else goes for immunity, that reward is yours - point blank. So, there’s a lot to think about. What do you need? If you feel safe, don’t bother going for immunity. Go and fight for the food, and refuel your body. And if you know you need immunity, the choice is obvious. But there’s also the added factor of what you think the other players are going to go and compete for. Maybe there’ll be little to no competition if you go for another reward. You never know. Tough decisions...after tough decisions...

Mallorie is smirking and nodding. Graham is rubbing his hands together.

Jeff: Losers - tribal council tonight where once again, one of your number will be sent to the jury, and your dreams at winning the million dollars will be dashed on the rocks. Before we get to the challenge, Dillan...you have the Medallion. This is now the last time you can use the Medallion. After today's challenge, it is gone. What'll you do with it?

Dillan sighs, thinking it over. His eyes flit from Sasha, to Mallorie.

At last, he comes to a decision.

Dillan: I’ll give it...to Mallorie.

Bridgette pouts. Mallorie nods, smirking.

"redneg"

- Dillan giving me the Medallion for the final time was basically a declaration of war. He's confirming that, yes, we’re not working together anymore. All the cards have been laid out on the table.

Jeff: Mallorie, since you now have the Medallion, the base of the vase you will be balancing will now be slightly narrower, so the chances of it tipping over and falling off is higher.

Mallorie: Okay. [winks at Bridgette] I can handle that.

Jeff: Everyone, take these notepads and indicate whether you want to compete for immunity or reward. Make your decisions in private. I will then collate the results.

One transitional shot later, everyone is in place.

Jeff: Graham and Greta, both opted to compete for reward. Everyone else is competing for immunity. Survivors ready? Go!

Everyone puts one foot on the end of their balance beam and release the supports holding up the other end.

Jeff: And this challenge...is on.

Graham: Oof.

Graham is already shaking.

Graham: It’s heavier than I thought.

Jeff: All you have to do is beat the people in your category. For Graham and Greta, they only need to outlast each other. And for the rest of you...it’s a little more complicated than just that.

Greta is trying to be steady...but ever so slightly, she wobbles.

Jeff: Don’t lose your focus. Fight through any pain. Keep your mind on the task at hand, and don’t drift!

Greta is trembling now, pressing down on her knee with both hands. Graham is licking his lips, as sweat trickles down his brow.

On the other side, everyone looks steady.

Except Sasha.

Sasha is struggling a little, her arms outstretched, as she bites her lip, glaring at the vase at the end of her beam as if it has done her a great personal wrong.

Mallorie is rock solid, and has not moved.

Bridgette, a yogi herself, is similarly solid.

Dillan is staying steady and unmoving, but looks grim.

Jeff: Bridgette and Mallorie, both really steady…

Bridgette: I do yoga for a living, so…

Jeff: That should come in handy.

Bridgette: And Mallorie’s a dancer. I know she’s flexible.

Dillan’s eyes flick back and forth between the two.

Jeff: Bridgette knows her competition’s strengths and weaknesses well, apparently.

Greta slips, and her vase falls.

She sighs, unsurprised, but still dashed.

Jeff: Greta is out of the challenge. And just like that, Graham wins reward.

Graham smiles a little, letting his vase fall.

"redneg"

- It might seem a bit crazy to NOT go for immunity, with only six of us left and with Mallorie, the biggest threat in the game, still protected and coming at me and Dill with loyal numbers. But I knew that I was never going to win a challenge like this, not against girls like Mallorie and Bridgette. One’s a dancer, the other’s a yogi and they're both super limber and flexible. They can hold their balance for a lot longer than I ever could which isn't saying much cos I'm so clumsy, a strong wind might bowl me over. So I went for the food because I figured not many people would go for it and I'd stand a good chance of winning it. Plus, I get to bring people with me on reward. Assuming Dillan and Sasha are still on board for getting Mallorie out, I can bring swing vote Bridgette on this breakfast reward with me and hopefully make use of the private strategy session to sway her vote, which is crucial.

Soon enough, Sasha’s vase is quick to fall.

Jeff: Sasha is out of this challenge!

Sasha: [scoffs] Surprise, surprise.

Jeff: We are down to three competing for immunity! Bridgette the yogi, Mallorie the dancer and Dillan the basketballer.

Graham and Greta are laughing on the sidelines.

Jeff: This could go on for a while…

ELAPSED TIME: 40 MINUTES…

Graham is leaning his head on Greta’s shoulder, looking bored. Sasha yawns very obviously, squinting up at the sun.

For the first moment in a while, Dillan wobbles a little unsteadily, but recovers.

Jeff: Dillan, with a nice recovery…

Dillan is extending his arms, trying to regain his balance, chewing on his lower lip as he sucks in a breath. On the end of his beam, his vase moves a little.

Mallorie casts him a sideways glance.

Jeff: Dillan is the only one having issues right now.

Dillan hops a little.

Jeff: Mallorie, looking good. Bridgette, like a statue.

Bridgette brushes a stray strand of hair out of her eyes, squinting down her beam at her vase.

Dillan fidgets again, looking worried for once.

Jeff: Dillan with a lot of movement…

The music increases in intensity as the camera pans down the three. Dillan is teetering back and forth on his pedestal, looking weary. Mallorie is not taking her eyes off her vase, and Bridgette wipes sweat off her forehead with the back of her hand.

Jeff: Who’s gonna hold out the longest?

With a sigh, Bridgette moves her foot off her beam and her vase comes crashing to the floor.

Jeff: Out of the blue, Bridgette is out.

Bridgette bends over, resting her hands on her knees, shaking her head.

Bridgette: Damn it. I really wanted to win.

She groans, straightening up.

Bridgette: My body’s aching all over.

Jeff: We are down to two. Dillan and Mallorie, taking each other on yet again…

Dillan is still trying a risky balancing act, wobbling dangerously and living life on the edge. Mallorie is emotionless, staying as solid as she can, enduring the pain she is no doubt experiencing in her leg.

Jeff: Even with the Medallion working against her, Mallorie is holding on…

Bridgette: You’re a champ, Mallorie.

Mallorie smirks.

Dillan is hopping around again, exhausted, sweat pouring down his face.

Jeff: Dillan is this close to winning yet another individual immunity? Can he do it?

He curses, and at last, his vase slips off the other end of the beam and crashes.

Dillan: Gah!

Jeff: Dillan’s vase drops. Mallorie wins immunity!

Mallorie smirks, and lets her vase fall with a sigh, stretching her legs with ease. Dillan is shaking his head, his shaggy hair falling in his eyes as he hops off his platform, shrugging at a disappointed Graham.

Sasha looks sour.

Mallorie winks as Bridgette comes over to hug her.

Mallorie: Acrobatics for the win, baby.

Jeff: Mallorie, come on over.

Mallorie skips over as Jeff puts the necklace around her.

Jeff: Individual immunity once again - Mallorie, cannot be voted out tonight. Before I send you all on your way, Graham, we have another order of business to attend to. You’ve got a nice food reward waiting for you back at camp, and actually feel like you’re having a nice breakfast from back home. A meal like that’s been prepared to be shared. Choose one other person to join you.

Graham looks at the others, drawing breath in between his teeth.

Graham: I uh...I’ll take Bridgette.

Bridgette nods, looking pleasantly surprised, her hands folded in front of her.

Dillan nods subtly.

Jeff: Alright. You know what’s better than a meal for two? A meal for three. Choose one more person to join you.

Graham: [without hesitation] It’s got to be Dillan.

Dillan shoots him a slight smile. Sasha looks away. Greta pats Bridgette on the back.

Jeff: Alright, Graham, Bridgette and Dillan - you’ll have a nice meal waiting for you back at camp. But unless you’re Mallorie, the whole lot of you - one of you will be going home tonight as the fifth member of our jury and you’ve got the day to figure it out. I’ll see you guys at tribal.

He pats Mallorie on the shoulder as she rejoins the tribe and everyone grabs their belongings and gets ready to leave.

"redneg"

- This immunity has come at the perfect time. Once again, people are taking shots at me, but having safety keeps my fate in my hands. I just need to make sure that my allies don’t pay the price for me tonight, because when push comes to shove, I need to keep Bridgette and Greta with me so I’ll have them to fall back on.

When the tribe returns, Graham, Bridgette and Dillan are led away to a secluded area of the forest. A table is waiting for them, laden with a bunch of food like pancakes, bacon, eggs, toast, sausages and cups of piping hot English tea.

Graham is patting his stomach, looking hungry as the trio sit down. Bridgette looks excited.

Bridgette: Oh man, I can’t wait. This looks so good!

The three begin digging in.

Bridgette: Thanks for bringing me on this reward, Graham.

Graham: It’s not a problem, Bridgette.

"redneg"

- This is crazy! Even with the Medallion working against her, this girl CAN’T LOSE! Mallorie being the biggest threat in the game now and with immunity around her neck makes the worst case scenario, because this could end up a tie game and those three women can decide which one of the rest of us to pit their votes on. Sasha’s still the main one on the outs but whether I’d deviated from the alliance or not, it wouldn’t have surprised me if Mallorie decided now was a good time to take a shot at blindsiding me. I’d wager good money they’re voting one of us out tonight. So, getting one of the girls on our side to have a majority of four votes is crucial for me, because I stand a good chance of going home. My fate rests in Bridgette’s hands now because I need her to pull through for me.

The two boys share a look as Bridgette continues eating, shovelling a forkful of pancake and maple syrup into her mouth.

Graham: We also wanted to have some time alone to talk with you about strategy.

Bridgette nods, wiping her mouth with the provided napkin.

Bridgette: Of course.

"redneg"

- I knew the whole ‘English breakfast reward’ had to have come with an ulterior motive. Graham and Dillan are trying to buy goodwill with me so I’ll vote with them. It’s a tempting offer but I’m not just going to abandon ship and vote with someone when they invite me over for a meal. I’m going to consider my options wisely. If it makes sense to stick with Mallorie for now, then that’s what I’m going to do.

Dillan: Here’s what we think…

Bridgette: Go on.

Graham: We propose a Final Three alliance.

Bridgette: Right here?

Dillan: Right now.

Graham: Us three. Because, you can’t really want to take Mallorie to the end, right? No matter how unlikeable the jury may perceive her, she’s still got a kick-ass resume that’s hard to beat, as the biggest threat who never got pegged.

Bridgette: On the flip side, she could be the tyrant who led all the votes without sparing a thought for her victims’ and eventual jurors’ feelings.

Graham blinks.

Graham: You’re not blind to how Mallorie’s perceived, are you?

Bridgette: Of course not. I’m just saying there are always different sides to it.

Dillan: Fact of the matter is, she’s a huge threat. We need to vote her out once and for all. Tonight, if you join us and Sasha, we can vote Greta out.

Bridgette appears hesitant.

Dillan: Yes, it’s a betrayal, and yes, she’s your friend. But we all have to betray people at some point in the game. And this is a move that I think everyone on the jury is dying to see be made. So let’s make it! Together!

Bridgette: I won’t deny that Mallorie’s a big threat.

Graham: Exactly! We need to vote her off soon and help all of us.

Bridgette: But voting Greta off tonight? Greta?

The camera cuts to Greta, slowly slumping inside the shelter, talking to Mallorie, wheezing.

Graham: She’s not flipping.

Dillan: But you have a good relationship with both of us. I believe we can trust you more than her. You saw how she flipped and flopped with Mary-Anne.

Bridgette: But what happens after that?

Graham: We can vote Mallorie off once Greta’s gone, and then Sasha will go.

Bridgette: Am I supposed to believe you’d vote Sasha off over me if it comes to it?

Dillan: Hey, I should be the one truly worried here. Once we get to just four people left, I’ll be the biggest target.

Bridgette: And likewise, the biggest threat, just like Mallorie is now.

Dillan: The thing is, we all knew the alliance with Mallorie was temporary. She was going to turn on us once Sasha was gone, we all knew that.

Bridgette: Let me tell you what. How about we vote Sasha off now...and then I’ll help you vote Mallorie out next?

Dillan pauses. Graham frowns.

Graham: Why can’t you vote Mallorie off now?

Bridgette: Because I don’t trust Sasha. I want her to go first.

"redneg"

- Attempting to strike a deal with Bridgette is tricky, because I don’t know if I can take her at her word. She’s a sweet girl, but I don’t believe she’d be above lying and I’ve seen how close she is to Mallorie. We all do. And yet the plan tonight hinges on getting her to flip.

Dillan drags a hand over his face.

Dillan: Look, Mallorie has to go. And for her to go, we need Greta to go tonight because we don’t want it to be any of us, and keeping Sasha around is a sure vote against Mallorie while Greta’s a sure vote WITH Mallorie.

Bridgette: Greta’s just a sweet old woman. She’s my friend! She’s been like a mother to me!

Dillan: She has to go if we’re going to make a strike on Mallorie.

"redneg"

- This is so messed up. With Mallorie off-limits, the boys are setting their sights on targeting Greta because they need my vote. I don’t want to vote off Greta. Yeah, okay, Mallorie’s a threat. But still...Greta hasn’t done anything bad to me, really. She’s hinged so much of her emotional stability on the support I give her. It would break her heart if I was the one that sent her home. And for what? For her to take a bullet for Mallorie? I’m not comfortable with that. I’d much rather Sasha go home, because we have no relationship and I need all my bases covered heading into the finale. She’s a wild card through and through.

Back at camp, Greta is still talking with Mallorie.

Greta: Are Dillan and Graham going to change Bridgette’s mind?

Mallorie: I’m worried too.

Greta: I want to have faith in Bridgette...but…

"redneg"

- I’m nervous about tonight because the plan should be...simple. It’s either Sasha or Dillan. Both are good players, I feel. But they want Mallorie gone...and Mallorie can’t go home. So that could mean they’ll go after one of Mallorie’s allies, and that could be me! It’s for the first time in a really long time that I get a sense of dread heading into tonight’s Tribal Council…

Bridgette returns from the food reward, and Mallorie pulls her over.

Greta: Are we voting for Dillan or Sasha?

Bridgette: Sasha’s been on the outs for a while. She has no solid allies to have her back, so she’s vulnerable.

Mallorie: Dillan, I think, is a bigger threat both socially and physically. Honestly, I think now is a good time to be rid of him.

Greta: Graham will never agree to that.

Mallorie: Sasha might, if it means her staying another three days.

The camera cuts to Sasha, walking along the beach, a couple clams in her arms.

Mallorie: We don’t need Sasha to vote with us. We just need to make sure that our votes are in the majority.

Bridgette: So what do you propose?

Mallorie: As long as we convince either Sasha to not vote with the boys, or for the boys to not vote with Sasha, it doesn’t matter if we dump our votes on Sasha or Dillan. They just have to not vote together for this vote to work.

Bridgette: [sighs] I’d much rather Sasha go home.

Mallorie: Who’s a bigger threat, do you think?

Bridgette: I don’t know...you think either has an idol?

Mallorie: None of us has found it yet. It’s possible Dillan has it. He was looking the longest.

"redneg"

- Not knowing where the idol is is really worrying me, and I highly suspect it’s Dillan who’s found it. Matter of fact, I’m pretty confident about it. I mean, he’s the one who found the Medallion on the very first day. He’s pretty observant. If I don’t have this damn idol, I’d wager the next biggest threat out here would’ve gotten his hands on it. So that worries me!

Greta: If Dillan has the idol, do we vote Sasha?

Bridgette: Unless he thinks we’ll do that and plays it for Sasha.

Mallorie: Would he really do that? I doubt it. I doubt he’d really risk his life in the game for Sasha, of all people. Neither he nor Graham get along with her.

Bridgette: [unconvinced] You never know, he is a gamer…

Mallorie: You still have a good relationship with Dillan. Try and rope him and Graham back to our side, so at least there’s a chance there we don’t have to deal with this business. Or, at the very least, make him feel safe, and try to sniff out if he has the idol or not.

She looks down the beach, to where Dillan, Graham and Sasha are having a quick talk.

Mallorie: [whisper] They're plotting something, I can feel it.

By the beach, the boys are relaying info to Sasha.

Dillan: Mallorie is a big threat, we all know this.

Sasha: At this point, I don't care, I just want to be on the right side of a vote. No arguments from me...just use me.

"redneg"

- My strategy right now is to be at their mercy and hope they overlook me for another three days...and it is so not in my nature to lay low but I've got no choice. Much as I detest it, I've run out of road to run.

Dillan: We’re trying to get Bridgette to vote Greta out.

Sasha: Really? She’d never do that.

Graham: It’s our best shot. She and Dillan are close.

Dillan: Right. I can’t see Greta turning her back on Bridgette, but there might be a chance of the other way round. And Mallorie is never voting against her only two allies left in the game.

Graham: Getting Bridgette to vote Greta might be our only shot...it might be your only shot.

Sasha: Because they’re voting me?

Dillan: It’s possible. Or me, you never know.

Graham: The thing is, with Mallorie safe, it has to be Greta.

Sasha: I’ll do whatever it takes to save my own hide.

Dillan: I’m confident they’re voting for you. You have to vote for Greta to at least tie it.

"redneg"

- There is a real risk of going to rocks tonight, unless we flip on Sasha, or she flips on us, or Bridgette flips on Greta. It’s so dicey, knowing those three are as tight as they are, and the three of us...well, Graham and I, and Sasha...we’re a messy voting bloc, united only in a bid to get Mallorie out because at this point, whoever gets Mallorie out of this game is going to be hailed as a hero by the jury. It’s so frustrating knowing that unless I get Bridgette to turn on one of her Day One allies and one of her closest friends and maternal figures out here...we might end up in a tied vote, and I would really like to avoid that.

The sky begins to turn dark. Everyone is grabbing their torches and setting off. Graham is nervous, and Dillan pats him on the shoulder. Bridgette is watching them closely, and the scene fades away as the tribe arrives at Tribal Council.

Jeff: We’ll now bring in the members of our jury.

Bridgette cranes her head to look.

Jeff: Abraham, Kim, Mary-Anne and Brandy, voted out at the last tribal council.

Brandy comes in, perhaps ironically wearing an atrociously designed Hawaiian shirt, khaki shorts and lime green Crocs.

Sasha smirks at him. Graham chuckles to himself.

Jeff: Alright. Last tribal council, clearly, there was an attempt at a big play and Mallorie, you were able to avoid the guillotine.

Mallorie: That I was.

Jeff: What was the reaction back at camp?

Mallorie: It was...awkward to say the least. These are people I’ve sworn my allegiance to and...not all of them repaid that loyalty.

Dillan cocks an eyebrow. On the jury, Mary-Anne is dolled up, prim and proper, and she folds her legs, watching with a pissed off look on her face.

Jeff: Dillan, what’s your take on this?

Dillan: I mean, yeah, I didn’t see as anything more than just another big move in a game about big moves and countermoves. I applaud Mallorie for what she did. Idol plays are always awesome.

Jeff: Did you recover from that, like, at all? I mean, is this cozy little alliance of five going to bounce back and continue voting together after you and Graham’s deviation last tribal council or is the alliance done?

Dillan: I don’t know, it depends on who the girls are really voting for tonight.

Mallorie turns to look at him. Bridgette is looking at the ground.

Jeff: Sasha, how do you look at all this? On one hand, you were able to get people to vote with you last tribal but it didn’t work. And if Dillan and Graham want to make it past tonight, their best move might be to just say: we were wrong, let’s vote Sasha off tonight and fight it out at the Final Five.

Sasha: I suppose that’s true. The boys could just decide, screw it, and let’s go back to voting with the girls. I mean, I certainly haven’t done myself any favors. It’s no secret Graham and I won’t be sending each other Christmas cards.

Brandy is laughing wordlessly. Graham gives Sasha a sideways glance.

Sasha: But if they get rid of me, then when the next Tribal Council rolls around, it’ll be their turns on the chopping block anyway. What’s another three days worth if you toss out your chance at the million?

Jeff nods.

Sasha: It’s not about how far you make it. I mean, yeah, we all want to make it far and place as high as we can, but the ultimate goal is the million dollars. That’s what it is for me. That’s why we make big moves, because we want the million. And if these two boys have the sense to aim for that, then their vote tonight should be obvious.

Dillan takes this all in.

Jeff: Mallorie, there is another option, in that you could just decide: let’s have Sasha vote with us, and we can take Dillan or Graham out, and problem solved. A possible tie is averted.

Mallorie: [nods slowly] Perhaps.

Jeff: Because the story we’re working with here tonight is the assumption that you, Bridgette and Greta are voting together as a close-knit unit, and the boys and Sasha are fractured, at best.

Mallorie: There was definitely talk at camp who we wanted to vote out. Sasha’s been on the outs for a long time now, but Dillan is a big threat in this game. That’s also another option.

Dillan scratches his chin, still quietly listening. Graham rolls his eyes skyward.

Mallorie: And the thing is, I’m not afraid about going home tonight because of a tie and possibly drawing rocks. The people who should be afraid is them. Their fate is in their hands. If the three of them vote together, they could be dooming themselves to going home because of a rock because the three of us [indicates her, Bridgette and Greta] aren’t flipping on one another.

Bridgette meets Dillan’s eyes and he nods at her.

Mallorie: If Sasha wants to stay safe, she should vote for Dillan. And if Dillan and Graham want to stay safe, they should vote for Sasha. They don’t know who we’re pinning our votes on tonight.

Sasha: Again, this is all smoke and mirrors. In a couple days, one of you boys will go home anyway, and it’ll probably be you, Dillan. Let’s take a chance now, and knock one of her lackeys out of this game and we’ll have a good majority and we can work from there. Imagine the possibilities!

Mallorie is obviously rolling her eyes.

Mallorie: It’s your death sentence, Sasha.

Graham glances at Dillan, who nods at him. Bridgette notices the motion.

Jeff: I’m curious to see how tonight ends up. It is time to vote. Graham, you’re up.

Graham gets to his feet and heads to the booth as the voting music kicks in.

Sasha scowls a little, breathing heavily. The camera cuts to Dillan, lost in thought.

One by one, the remaining castaways head up to vote.

The jury watches as people pass by them. Mary-Anne wrinkles her nose as Mallorie passes by her.

Mallorie heads up, uncaps the pen and shrugs.

The camera cuts to Graham, the flames reflecting ominous shadows over his face.

Greta heads up to vote, shaking her head, her white hair falling over her wrinkled face.

Sasha heads up after, and the camera cuts to Dillan, nodding reassuringly again to a frazzled Graham.

Bridgette heads up to vote, and she sighs as she bends over her parchment, blocking her vote from view.

The camera cuts to Mallorie, looking off into the distance.

Finally, Bridgette returns.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves.

The camera pans out to show the three girls sitting on one side, with the boys and Sasha on the other.

Greta stretches a little, looking nonchalant. Mallorie raises an eyebrow at Bridgette, who bites her lip.

Dillan is solemn, and Sasha looks downcast.

Jeff returns.

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

Mallorie turns to check on Dillan. Dillan is chewing the inside of his cheek, and he meets her eyes with an inquisitive look.

Sasha is rubbing her hands together, her mouth twitching.

No one gets up.

Jeff: Alright. Once the votes are read, the decision is final. Person voted out will be asked to leave the Tribal Council area immediately. I’ll read the votes.

He opens the urn and reaches in for the first slip of parchment. Dillan makes eye contact with Bridgette and raises an eyebrow. She looks at him guiltily.

Mallorie adjusts her necklace, looking unfazed. Graham licks his lips as Jeff unfolds the first vote.

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

Sasha smirks.

Jeff: Greta. That’s one vote Sasha, one vote Greta. (1-1)

Greta’s eyes go wide, and she looks surprised. Mallorie raises an eyebrow.

Dillan takes a deep breath.

Jeff: Sasha. That’s two votes Sasha. (2-1)

Sasha scowls, crossing her arms. Graham is shaking his legs, looking nervous.

Jeff: Greta. That’s two votes Sasha, two votes Greta. (2-2)

Greta looks around, concerned. Graham turns away from her. Dillan has a serious expression on his face. Bridgette sits up straighter.

Jeff: Sasha. That’s three votes Sasha, two votes Greta, one vote left…(3-2)

Sasha closes her eyes, resigned to whatever happens. Mallorie cocks her head to the side. The camera zooms in on the glint in Dillan’s eyes.

Jeff flips over the final vote.

Jeff: Greta. We are tied. (3-3)

Dillan shakes his head. The jury members look excited. Abraham and Brandy share a look. Mary-Anne’s eyes are shining. Kim is laughing to himself.

Jeff: So here’s what’s going to happen. Sasha and Greta, you will not vote. Everyone else - Bridgette, Graham, Dillan and Mallorie - you can only vote for Sasha or Greta. Graham, will you come on over and grab the urn?

Graham gets up to grab the urn, and walks with it back to the voting booth.

Greta turns to look at Mallorie with worry, and the latter nods at her reassuringly.

Dillan nudges Bridgette.

Dillan: [whisper] Bridge.

Bridgette turns to look at him.

Dillan: [whisper] Do you really wanna draw rocks?

Bridgette: [whisper] Of course not.

She bites her lip.

Sasha is watching the pair, worried. Mallorie is watching too.

Dillan: [whisper] Well, that’s what’s going to happen, if we don’t vote together.

The camera cuts to Greta, almost in tears already.

Dillan: [whisper] I’m only going after Mallorie. I still want to work with you.

She looks conflicted.

Dillan: [whisper] You really want to bank your whole game on this?

Mallorie: [whisper] Bridge.

As Dillan goes to vote, Bridgette turns to face Mallorie.

Mallorie: [whisper] Stay the course.

Greta nods, almost frantically.

Mallorie: [whisper] We’ve got this.

Jeff: Bridgette.

Bridgette whirls around, white-faced.

Bridgette: [sighs] Oh, boy.

She gets up to go cast her vote, as Dillan takes his seat again.

Dillan follows her with his eyes. Mallorie’s eyes flick to her once, and then away.

Bridgette heads up to the voting booth, where she hems and haws, twiddling the pen between her thumbs.

At last, she returns.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves for a second time.

Greta is shaking, and looks at Bridgette reproachfully.

Sasha is looking at the jury, and Brandy nods at her.

Graham lets out a held breath, glancing at Dillan, whose gaze never leaves Jeff.

Jeff: I’ll read the votes.

The camera pans down the line. Greta reaches out, and this time, grabs Mallorie’s hand. Dillan looks as sombre as before.

Bridgette is rubbing her bare arms, looking down at the floor.

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

Sasha shakes her head, looking unhappy.

Jeff: Greta. One vote Sasha, one vote Greta. (1-1)

Greta is shaking again, her eyes welling up.

Mallorie looks worriedly at her.

Jeff: Greta. That’s two votes Greta, one vote Sasha, one vote left. (2-1)

Greta is still clutching Mallorie’s hand in a vice-like grip.

Graham turns to look at Dillan, who wags an eyebrow at him. Sasha’s brow is furrowed with anticipation as she looks on.

The camera zooms in on Bridgette, as she waits for the other shoe to drop.

Jeff flips over the final vote.

Jeff: Sasha. We are deadlocked. (2-2)

Dillan runs a hand through his hair, looking frazzled. Sasha is breathing heavily. Graham shoots Dillan both an excited and terrified look.

Bridgette turns and nods at Greta.

Jeff: Here’s what’s going to happen. Per the rules of Survivor, if the four of you can unanimously agree on voting off either Sasha or Greta, they will go home and become the fifth member of the jury. But if you cannot unanmiously decide on one person to send home, then both Sasha and Greta will become immune and they join Mallorie - who has individual immunity - on being safe. Then, Dillan, Graham and Bridgette - you three will all draw rocks. The odd rock will go home.

Graham gulps. Bridgette looks overwhelmed. Dillan is still shaking his head.

The jurors look excited. Mary-Anne and Abraham share a look; the former’s face is lit up.

Jeff: This could be a million-dollar moment. You can discuss among yourselves.

Mallorie: Alright, so here’s the deal.

Everyone turns to look at her.

Mallorie: I have immunity right now, so I’m not going anywhere tonight, and therefore I won’t have to draw rocks. So I have no reason to change my vote-

Dillan: If you don’t change your vote and Bridgette draws the wrong rock, you lose your closest ally.

Mallorie: As opposed to me losing an ally in Greta anyway? That is so pitiful, that you’d go after her, who’s done nothing bad to nobody out here, just because you can’t take shots at me. It’s pathetic.

Dillan: What’s pathetic about that? She’s a player in the game, she’s up for grabs.

Sasha: It’s the game, Mallorie. Deal with it.

Mallorie: I’m standing my ground. I’m not changing my vote. Dillan, Graham, if either of you want to risk your entire game on drawing rocks, go right ahead and stick with your votes. Or, you can join us and let Sasha go, and it’ll be the five of us at the end, as it should’ve and could’ve been since the merge. This was always the plan! Us five, in the Final Five! It was always meant to be! And there’s no reason it can’t still happen. Just say, we’re voting Sasha off, and that’ll be that.

Sasha shakes her head. Brandy looks deathly serious on the jury.

Graham: Mallorie, there’s no need to be an ass about this...

Mallorie: Do you really want to give up your games for her? Either of you?

Dillan: Once she goes, we’re next in line! We all know this! I mean, I didn’t come here to play for fifth or fourth place, and I’m sure Graham didn’t either.

Graham nods his assent.

Dillan: So you know what? I’m willing to lay it all out there.

Bridgette: You’re gonna draw rocks?

Dillan: Yeah. I am.

Graham looks even more terrified than before.

Dillan: If you don’t want to draw rocks, Bridgette, then tell Mallorie to change her vote.

Greta: No! I’ll go home!

Bridgette: This is just so silly. This is all about you taking on Mallorie, and yet it’s Sasha and Greta whose games we’re debating over.

Dillan: She’s not willing to change her vote. Do you want to be the one taking the bullet for her if we draw rocks?

Mallorie: I’m not changing my vote no matter what. I have no incentive to.

Bridgette: You heard her.

Dillan: I’m not changing mine either.

Mallorie scoffs.

Mallorie: You’d risk your game for Sasha?

Dillan: You’d risk Bridgette’s for Greta?

Mallorie: Yes. I would.

Bridgette looks hurt, and a little annoyed.

Mallorie: What’s the difference? I’d lose an ally either way.

Dillan: You see? She doesn’t even value you as an ally. To her, you and Greta are one and the same.

Bridgette: It doesn’t matter if she’s not changing her vote. We’ll draw rocks unless we vote the same way Mallorie does.

Dillan: I’m not changing. And as long as one of us doesn’t budge…

Bridgette: ...we’re drawing rocks, aren’t we?

Jeff smirks and nods.

Graham: [trembling] I don’t believe this.

Dillan: [whisper] Just stick with me. I promise it’ll work out.

Graham: Dude, we have a 2 in 3 chance of one of us going home.

A hint of uncertainty flickers over Dillan’s face.

Jeff: Here’s what is now going to happen. Because none of you can control your own fate in coming to an unanimous agreement, we are going to draw rocks. Sasha and Greta, both of whom were in trouble, are now safe. [Sasha swallows] Mallorie has individual immunity, so she too is safe. As for the rest of you, Bridgette, Dillan and Graham - one of you is about to go home by drawing the wrong rock.

Bridgette: [breathing heavily] Oh, jeez…

Graham is literally shaking from head to toe, and is wiping his foggy glasses. Dillan pats him on the back, looking anxious.

Mallorie reaches out to grip Bridgette’s hand, squeezing it tightly as if for good luck. Greta too grabs Bridgette’s hand.

Greta: [whisper] Oh, Bridgette…

The jurors look like they’re about to watch an intense battle.

Abraham is leaning back in his seat, covering his mouth.

Abraham: [whisper] I don’t believe it…

Mary-Anne’s mouth is wide open.

Jeff: [holds up a bag] Bridgette, Dillan and Graham will draw rocks. This bag contains two black rocks and one white rock. Black - means you are safe. White - means you are going home. Who wants to draw rocks first?

Bridgette: I want to go last, if that’s alright with you.

Dillan: That’s fine by me.

Graham: I guess...I’ll go first.

Jeff: Alright.

Jeff comes over with the bag. Greta and Mallorie are both holding on to Bridgette as if in prayer. Graham casts Dillan a look and they bump fists.

Jeff offers the bag to Graham, and he reaches in and grabs a rock. Dillan does the same, and finally, so does Bridgette.

Greta and Mallorie are giving Bridgette looks of support. Dillan and Graham share an uncertain look.

Jeff: This could be a million...dollar...moment…

Abraham looks excited on the jury. Mary-Anne is clamping her mouth shut.

Jeff: ...Reveal.

All three open their hands at the same time. . . . . . Bridgette’s rock is black, and Greta gasps out a sigh of relief, clutching Bridgette’s arm tightly and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Mallorie meets Bridgette’s eyes and nods. . . . . . Graham opens his eyes and sees his rock is black.

Dillan: Ah, damn it. Really?

Dillan’s rock is black and he tosses it onto the floor.

Mary-Anne’s jaw drops, and she looks shocked.

Bridgette sees his rock and looks stunned.

Jeff: Dillan has drawn the white rock. You are now the eleventh person out of this game and the fifth member of our jury. You need to bring me your torch.

Dillan: [nodding] Yeah...alright.

Graham: Dude, I’m so sorry.

Dillan: It’s fine, don’t be.

He gets to his feet, and Bridgette gets to hers too.

Bridgette: I’m sorry.

She hugs him.

Dillan: It was my choice. Don’t worry…

Mallorie looks up at them hugging, solemn.

Sasha looks shocked, still.

Graham turns to watch as Dillan grabs his torch and heads past him.

Greta closes her eyes, tense, as Bridgette follows Dillan’s departure with her eyes.

Dillan puts his torch down, turning back to shrug at the tribe.

Jeff: Dillan, your tribe has spoken. [snuffs torch] Time for you to go.

Dillan: [snorts] Yeah…

He leaves. Sasha lets out a breath, shaking her head at the floor and scowling down at her feet.

Bridgette looks away, and Graham sinks his head into his hands.

Mallorie sits up straighter, watching him leave until he is gone.

Jeff: Well, going to rocks is always a big move in any game of Survivor, and tonight, one half of this tribe emerged triumphant over the other. What this holds in store as we head into the finale, I don’t know. But I’m looking forward to seeing how this all pans out. Grab your stuff and head back to camp. Goodnight.

Challenges
Reward Challenge: Running The Numbers [Kaôh Rōng] The castaways will race out to a platform in the water where they will have to memorize symbols and their corresponding numbers. They will then race back to the beach, to see a group of symbols and use the numbers that correspond to those symbols (from memory) to solve a combination that will release a key. If they get the combination right, the key will open a box containing puzzle pieces. The first person to solve their word puzzle wins immunity. Reward: Pizza in Bed with Loved One + Medallion Winner(s): Dillan + [Graham]

Immunity Challenge: Free Will [Kaôh Rōng] Castaways must balance a ceramic vase on the end of a balance beam with one leg. When they can no longer take the pain or lose their balance, their vase will drop and shatter, eliminating them from the challenge. The last person with an intact vase would win. In a twist, the castaways would only have to outlast the castaways who have chosen the same type of reward as them. Mallorie was given the Medallion, and the base of her vase was narrower, making it more likely to fall. Reward: Individual Immunity Winner: Mallorie

Voting Confessionals
"redneg"

- I’ve never trusted you.

"redneg"

- You shouldn’t have come out here to play if you’re not going to play.

"redneg"

- I have nothing nice to say about you.

"redneg"

- Sorry, Greta. I actually like you, and I can’t believe I’m saving Sasha over you but...the game’s the game.

"redneg"

- This feud has to end one way or another.

Final Words
"redneg"

- Heh, wow. I did not expect to find myself sitting here, out of the game, just like that. And going home...because of a rock? It’s devastating. I felt like I was really playing a tough game out there and it sucks that this is how it ends, not even getting voted out, really...But it was wild, and an intense ride, from start to finish. If this is how I end my legacy, I’m really pleased with it. I had a heck of a time. I made new friends in Graham and Kim, who I’m sure I’ll be buds with for life, and maybe Bridge and I can even get something going on outside this island. I won a ton of challenges, I left an impression. And I can’t ask for a better send-off than that.

Next Time on Survivor...

 * For the last 33 days, 16 castaways, split into two tribes of men and women, have been battling it out in the Seychelles island for the coveted title of Sole Survivor and the million dollar prize that goes along with it. And now...we are down to 5.

Bridgette - for the past month, she has made her social game a priority and in a season of frequent fights and constant drama, she has failed to piss anyone off. She has played closely alongside her best friend and ally Mallorie, but has stuck to the shadows, letting her meat shield take all the heat while she made strategic decisions from under-the-radar. She has had to made tough choices and big moves in the game, such as flipping on her original ally Mary-Anne, and even daring to go to rocks, sending her crush Dillan to the jury. And she has yet to receive a single vote against her. Now, with one final stretch left, will her social game and under-the-radar strategy pay off?

"redneg"

- Making it to the Final Five on Survivor is a huge feat! I would never have believed you if you told me I’d be sitting here today, but I am, and it hasn’t come without my fair share of risky moments and emotional betrayals. But I’m here to play and I’m not giving up and I’m only getting more excited as we get closer and closer to that Final Tribal Council.

Graham - this self-proclaimed Survivor super-duper-superfan was almost voted off in fifteenth place. But after finding his footing in the game, aligning with the women and making a new best friend in Dillan, he has been able to grow and overcome his own personal insecurities, not only outlasting the people who have bullied and tormented him, but even finding it in his heart to forgive and work with them for the sake of advancing and bettering his own game. Now, having lost his best friend Dillan at the last Tribal Council, he is the last male standing in the game. Will his personal growth garner him respect? Or will he ultimately come up short?

"redneg"

- I could’ve been the first person voted off of my tribe, and instead, I’ve actually made it all the way here. I outlasted all the other guys on my tribe, which is something I didn’t think possible. It’s a dream come true to have made it on Survivor, to have made it to the finale was nothing short of a miracle. The fanboy in me is having a field day, and I don’t care what people will say about me and my game, I’m just going to fight and have a hell of a time.

Greta - the oldest woman on the season has had one of the most emotional journeys of everyone on the cast. She is here, fighting in the cutthroat game that so goes against her kind and motherly nature to make her family proud. Like Graham, she has evolved from being one of the weaker players in the beginning and has made her way to the end with her closest allies. Can she prove her naysayers wrong, or will she be underestimated to the bitter end?

"redneg"

- Seeing my daughter...it was just the motivation I need to make it through these last few days. I know they’re rooting me on and...I’m so close! I don’t believe it, but I am! And I can hardly breathe because I’m still in shock! One way or another, I’m coming out of this experience a better person.

Sasha - since her allies Abraham and Brandy were targeted at the merge, she has watched as several of her post-swap allies went home one after the other. Now, this single mom is the only one left from nuMeisie, and the ultimate underdog remaining in the game, going up against a strong solid alliance of women that want her gone. Not afraid to be blunt and speak her mind, Sasha is determined not to go down without a fight. Can she beat the odds and claw her way to the end?

"redneg"

- How in the world am I still here? This is amazing. I can almost hear the jury cheering me on and to get rid of Mallorie already and I’m going to fight tooth and nail to make some magic happen. People didn’t think I could last this far; hmph, guess I proved them wrong.

Mallorie - for weeks, Mallorie has been seen as the biggest strategic mastermind in the game and has been soaking up votes over and over, as several have tried to take her out. However, having a loyal alliance of both girls and guys, and an idol, and winning a couple individual immunities, have kept her in the running thus far. Will it be enough? Or will her time finally come? Will the jury respect her for dictating votes or will she be seen as a tyrant?

"redneg"

- For most of this game, I’ve been a powerful force. I went into this game guns blazing, unafraid to play as hard and as scrappily as I needed to. They thrust me into the role of the leader, even from the very beginning, and I have how far I’ve made it today to show for it. Bring on the tribal councils because I have one goal on my mind and that’s to make it to the end and I’m not stopping for anybody or anything until I get there.


 * It’s the grand finale of Seychelles - Battle of the Sexes!

Author’s Notes

 * The episode title ‘When Push Comes To Shove’ was coined by Mallorie, discussing the aggressive nature of the game.