In The Hot Seat Tonight

In The Hot Seat Tonight is the eighth episode of Survivor: Seychelles - Battle Of The Sexes.

Previously On Survivor...

 * After Abraham’s blindside, Brandy was left alone, on the bottom.

"redneg"

- With Abraham gone, I feel like my back’s up against the wall. They can take me down but I’ll see if I can’t drag a couple of them down with me.


 * Kim caught Mallorie and Bridgette, finding the hidden immunity idol.

Kim: Holy [censored]. You found it?

Mallorie: Keep your voice down!

Bridgette: Yeah...yeah, Kim, we just found it.


 * And Mallorie sought to ensure he would never tell anyone about their little secret.

"redneg"

- I’m all ecstatic about finding this idol with my girl Bridge...and then Kim comes up out of nowhere and busts us. If Kim snitches about this, there goes my advantage. We need the idol to stay hidden and for no one - and I mean NO ONE - but my girl and I to know of this.


 * At tribal council, Brandy scrambled from where he was, on the outs.

Brandy: I have to...you know...fend for myself. It’s hard to play from the bottom but one perk is that, you know, you’re a free vote. I want people to come up to me and say, I want to use you to make a big move.


 * And it paid off, as Mallorie silenced Kim forever.

Jeff: Kim...your tribe has spoken. [snuffs torch]


 * ...keeping her idol secret.

Mallorie smiles as she gets up to leave tribal council with the others.


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

Night 24
The camera cuts to a shot of the ocean, as foamy waves crash down on shore, washing up coconut husks and seashells.

The tribe is returning home, carrying their unlit torches and propping them up as per usual.

Bridgette is already taking Graham and Dillan aside to talk.

Dillan: So what happened tonight?

Bridgette: We couldn’t tell you.

Graham puts his hands on his hips, looking down at the sand. Dillan looks dumbfounded.

Bridgette: He was, just...you know, he was too well-liked. He didn’t piss anyone off…

Dillan: You could’ve told us.

Bridgette: We didn’t know if you guys would be down for that.

"redneg"

- Coming back from tribal council after blindsiding Kim, I have to do damage control to make sure Dillan and Graham are still on my side. They were friends with Kim, so we couldn’t’ve told them. They wanted to vote Brandy or Sasha out. It was tough trying to regain their trust after that but we need to stick together for now, and I have to make sure that we can bounce back from this one move.

Dillan: [scratches head] I just don’t like not knowing what’s about to happen.

Graham: I thought the plan was to vote Brandy.

Bridgette: It was, at first.

Graham: Until Mallorie had a change of heart?

Bridgette: We were thinking about it, and we realized that Kim was an under-the-radar threat, likely to make it far if we let him.

"redneg"

- The boys don’t know about the idol Mallorie and I have, so I can’t tell them that was the real reason we voted Kim out. Even Mary-Anne and Greta have no idea, they just did it because we told them to and because Mary-Anne wanted to save Sasha. So, I have to lie to Dillan and Graham. They’re both nice guys and I like them both, but, this game is based on lies and...everyone has to lie at some point, and that’s what I had to do.

Dillan shakes his head.

Dillan: Well, I guess we’ll see what happens next.

"redneg"

- I’m not used to having the rug pulled out from under me like that. Kim, honestly, I believe he trusted me a lot. I think I could’ve used him further down the line to make moves because he was, well, my extra number. He was going to be my secret weapon and Bridgette and Mallorie snuffed him out. They got rid of my secret weapon, and now it’s not so secret anymore, or much of a weapon when he’s sitting on that jury bench. I trust Bridgette a lot so I was surprised she could’ve lied to me so effortlessly. Mallorie - no surprise there. But it’s not a good feeling knowing you’re leaving Tribal Council completely out of the loop and not in the know. And I have to try and climb back up there and reassert control over this game.

Graham: [sighs] Looks like I’ll have to still deal with Brandy...again.

Brandy is talking to Sasha as the latter takes a drink, laughing.

Graham: He’s going to be so smug, you know that, right?

Bridgette bites her lower lip.

"redneg"

- So Brandy, the new prodigal son, survives another vote. Was I expecting Kim to go home? Not at all. I feel...stunned. Like, I thought I was the executioner, ready to give Brandy his death sentence, and then I got yanked away from the guillotine. I’m like a turtle flipped on its back. [laughs] And the worst part of it is knowing Brandy now has one up on me. But, no matter; hopefully, he’ll go home soon, if not next. I’m still in this game and this just goes to show everyone here is a gamer, and I’m ready to play.

Day 25
The next morning dawns on everyone. Brandy is sitting on a log, poking the fire with a stick, resting his chin on his hand and looking bored as he stares off into the distance.

"redneg"

- Last night, I got my wish and I was able to stay in the game. But I don’t like that Bridgette and Mallorie basically controlled who I could vote for. I don’t like the fact that I was forced into voting for Kim. I want to be in control of who I vote for, in control of my own fate, not them. Nobody should be in control of me. It’s time to take control of this game out of those two girls’ hands.

Brandy beckons to Mary-Anne from across the fire. She looks surprised but follows him into the jungle, where they rendezvous with Sasha in a grassy patch to talk.

Brandy: Alright. I’m gonna make this quick. Thank you both for saving me…

Sasha: As much as I’d like to take credit...you know, it wasn’t all us two.

Brandy: It doesn’t matter. I’m still here and I appreciate it. But the point is, I’m not content with just staying here.

Mary-Anne: What do you mean?

Brandy: I’m not going to be happy or complacent with just making it another three days if it means I’m not going to stand a chance at winning this game. These votes are still being controlled by Bridgette and Mallorie, and they have their group of goats in Greta, Graham and Dillan. That’s a solid five, doing everything those two girls demand they do. It’s gotta stop!

Mary-Anne: I’m with you there...

Brandy: If you ever needed an indicator to show you how on-the-bottom you are, Sasha, it was last night, when they tried to split the votes with you and I. You have no place with them.

Sasha: Don’t I know it.

Brandy: Exactly. Let’s stand up and fight them, or they’re going to be the Final Five, and where will us three be? We’re the outsiders. We’re the stragglers. Those five are not turning on each other before then. They’ll just pick us off, one-by-one.

"redneg"

- I don’t know what this five went through while they were on the same tribe together but they are tight, tight like glue. Me, Sasha, and Mary-Anne, I know we’re going to be the next three to go, unless we put an end to this nonsense and take this game like a bull by the horns and just roll with it.

Brandy: We have to usurp control from Mallorie. It’s time. I’m not wasting anymore of it.

Mary-Anne: You’re right, I guess. But how?

Brandy: Do either of you have an idol?

Sasha shakes her head. Mary-Anne hesitates.

Brandy: Well?

Mary-Anne: I have one.

Sasha: You do?

Mary-Anne: Yeah. I have an idol.

Sasha: That’s perfect.

Brandy: Good, because Mallorie… She. Needs. To. Go. Stat.

"redneg"

- I feel like I’m part of a revolution right now, like in the old days, when people would revolt against the government and overthrow them in a bloody battle for freedom and independence and giving the middle finger to authority. That’s how cool I feel right now, like I’m part of a movement for the greater good of all our games. I always knew we’d all want to get rid of Mallorie at some point. I just don’t like her. But beyond that, she is a threat.

Brandy: We all have to be in agreement of this. Mallorie needs to go.

Mary-Anne: Wait, how do we go about doing this?

Brandy: You think you can get one of their five to flip?

Mary-Anne: I can…try talking to Bridgette about it.

Brandy: Bridgette? Come on.

Sasha: Bridgette and Mallorie are tight like two peas in a pod. You’ll never get through to her.

Mary-Anne: Okay, well, what about Dillan?

Brandy: I used to love that guy and respected the hell out of him for the way he lived his life, but he’s turned into Graham’s lil’ soldier boy. And then there’s Graham, who hates my guts and practically worships Mallorie. It ain’t happening.

Sasha: Try Greta. You have a good relationship with her, probably better than any of us.

Mary-Anne: [bites lip] I don’t know about this.

Sasha: Just try. If you can get Greta to flip…

Brandy: That’s a solid four. We get rid of Mallorie, and then it’s 4-3. We’ll have the numbers and we’re guaranteed to make it just that much closer to the end.

"redneg"

- I woke up this morning, and out of the blue, Brandy and Sasha have thrust me into their plans to overthrow Mallorie and take her out of this game. And yeah, I have been working with Mallorie comfortably for a while and enjoying being in this big alliance but once Brandy and Sasha do go...I’ll have the end of the game to worry about. Can I make it there? Will I win if I do? All those great winners of Survivor, they’ve made moves. I can’t sit at the end and think I stand a chance at winning without having something to my name, and something to my game. Not pissing anyone off may not be enough. And I’m not going to lie and say I’ve never entertained the thought of blindsiding Mallorie. It just depends on who are the right people to do it with.

The camera cuts to an overhead shot of the island, then zooms in to the challenge arena.

Jeff: Come on in guys!

The tribe arrives to the challenge. The camera shows the line of serious, determined faces. Everyone has by now lost the enthusiastic and youthful excitement of Day 1. People are grubby, covered in grime, weary and tired and hungry.

Jeff: Ready to get to today’s reward challenge?

A few people nod. Sasha grits her teeth.

Jeff: For today’s challenge, we will be playing a classic game of Survivor Shuffleboard, in teams. You will all take turns to slide your puck across the board. The team whose puck ends up closer to the ‘X’ in the center of the board will win reward. Want to know what you’re playing for?

Brandy: No, Jeff, let it be a mystery.

A few people chuckle.

Jeff: The winning team gets to stay at a beautiful resort, overnight. You’ll dine on good food, with actual cutlery and silverware, and when night falls, your team of four will be taken outside to watch an early movie screening of an upcoming hit movie, under the stars. There’ll be wine, champagne, popcorn and people massaging your feet while you watch. And when the movie’s over...you’ll get a good night’s sleep in real beds and with real bathrooms. After living like islanders, it’s a reward fit for kings and queens. Worth playing for?

Mallorie nods, a tiny smile on her face. Brandy whistles, clapping.

Jeff: We’ll split you guys into two teams of four by random draw.

Everyone reaches into a bag and draws a random rock, before revealing.

Jeff: If you have a black rock, you are on one team. If you have a white rock, you are on the other team. Split up.

The teams separate.

Jeff: Alright, we have Dillan, Bridgette, Graham and Sasha on one team, Mallorie, Mary-Anne, Brandy and Greta on the other. Dillan, you have the Medallion. If you choose to, you can use the Medallion to handicap one of the other players. If you do not, that means YOU will be the one dealing with a disadvantage. What’ll it be?

Dillan: Can I have a moment to discuss with my team?

Jeff: Sure.

Dillan turns to the others, and Bridgette discusses with him in a low voice.

Bridgette: [whisper] You should save the Medallion, so we can use it on Brandy at the next immunity.

Dillan: But if I keep it, then our team gets a disadvantage.

Bridgette looks at the other team.

Bridgette: Then give it to someone on Brandy’s team that isn’t Brandy.

Dillan: Like who?

Bridgette: [thinks] Give it to Mallorie.

Jeff: What’ll it be?

Dillan: I’ll give the Medallion to Mallorie.

Mallorie nods, as if she expected it, though she does not appear pleased.

Jeff: Alright. That means, that while every player gets two turns at the Shuffleboad, Mallorie, you will only get one. Let’s get started.

Dillan’s team is up first.

Jeff: First up...Bridgette with the first shot.

Bridgette steps up to the table.

Dillan: You got this, Bridge.

Jeff: Each player will get two shots at the board, except Mallorie, who will only get one.

The camera cuts to Mallorie’s infamous scowl.

Bridgette takes aim with her puck and slides it down the board.

It lands close to the ‘X’ but directly in front of it, blocking the way.

Jeff: Close, but no cigar. Mary-Anne, you’re up.

Mary-Anne takes aim and makes her move.

Her puck comes up short, knocking into Bridgette’s but neither advances much.

Jeff: Dillan, you’re up.

Dillan takes a different approach and tries to veer his puck out of the way of both Bridgette’s and Mary-Anne’s. Both his and Bridgette’s pucks are closest to the ‘X’.

Jeff: Mallorie, you’re up.

Mallorie takes aim…

Jeff: Mallorie has only one shot...will she mess it up?

She slides her puck. It hits Mary-Anne’s and both pucks slide away from each other. Dillan’s puck is still closest to the ‘X’, and Bridgette’s still blocks the way forward.

Jeff: And now, Mallorie is out of the challenge. Graham, you’re up.

Graham takes aim and slides. His puck sails down the board and flies right off.

Graham: [laughs] Oops.

Jeff: Graham sends his puck flying off the board. Brandy, you’re up.

Brandy slides his puck forward, but it barely moves and now both his and Bridgette’s pucks block the way.

Jeff: Interesting strategy...Sasha, your turn.

Sasha takes aim and sends her puck past Brandy and directly into Bridgette’s, knocking her puck past the ‘X’.

Jeff: Nice! Sasha’s puck is now closest to the ‘X’. Dillan’s team retains the lead. Greta...you’re up.

Greta takes aim, her hand shaking and breathing heavy. She tenses, and slides her puck down the board. She knocks past Brandy’s and comes up short, a little ways behind Sasha.

Jeff: We’ve reached the end of Round 1, and Sasha is in the lead. Round 2…

Bridgette is back up. She takes aim and slides her puck down the board. It nicks Sasha’s, sending it spinning, but now both her and Sasha’s pucks are closest to the ‘X’.

Jeff: Bridgette with a nice shot. Mary-Anne, your turn.

Mary-Anne takes a deep breath, and slides her puck down with much force. It slams into Bridgette and Sasha, sending both flying out of the way, and landing Mary-Anne’s puck solidly on the ‘X’.

A few people whistle.

Mallorie: Wow…

Jeff: Mary-Anne with a solid move! Mary-Anne and her team are now ahead…

Brandy holds out a hand and Mary-Anne high fives him.

Dillan takes aim with his puck and shoots. He comes up short, just inches away from Mary-Anne’s.

Jeff: Mallorie doesn’t get a turn, so it’s back to Graham.

Graham takes aim and slides his puck, trying to knock Mary-Anne’s out of the way. He nicks Dillan’s puck, and now both pucks are side-by-side in front of Mary-Anne’s.

Jeff: Mary-Anne still in the lead…

Brandy shoots his puck. He doesn’t use much force, merely sliding it forward and in the way, trying to block the other team to keep Mary-Anne in the lead.

Jeff: Interesting move by Brandy...

Sasha steps up to the plate. Glancing at Mary-Anne, almost apologetically, she turns back to the board and slides her puck down with impressive precision. It knocks past Graham’s and Dillan’s twin pucks and sends Mary-Anne’s right off the board.

Jeff: Sasha with a big move and it paid off! Sasha, back in the lead.

Mary-Anne pouts.

Graham: Nice.

Dillan: Good job.

Sasha shrugs.

Sasha: I like Shuffleboard.

Jeff: This means Greta is her team’s only hope of winning reward, or Sasha will have won it for her team.

Brandy: You got this, Greta.

Greta looks nervous as she steps up to the board.

Mary-Anne: Come on, Greta…

Greta takes aim…

Jeff: Greta needs to score and get her puck as close as possible to the ‘X’, right here, right now, or it’s all over…

Trembling, Greta slides her puck forward. It is a lackluster shot, and it slides up only a few inches behind Sasha’s.

Jeff: It’s not enough! Sasha, Dillan, Bridgette and Graham, win reward!

Dillan throws his hands up in the air in celebration, and the four begin cheering and whooping. Sasha is clapping, as Bridgette pats her on the back.

Greta dejectedly returns to her group.

Greta: I’m sorry, you guys.

Brandy: Don’t be. It’s not your fault.

Mary-Anne looks disappointed.

Jeff: Dillan, Bridgette, Graham and Sasha - nice reward waiting for you. Head on out, the boat will take you to the resort.

Bridgette whoops one last time as she leads the others out. Sasha waves goodbye to Mary-Anne, who waves sadly back.

Jeff: As for the rest of you...Brandy, Mallorie, Mary-Anne and Greta, I got nothing for you. Head on back to camp.

They move to grab their stuff and go, all with heads down and shoulders slumped.

"redneg"

- This reward...it’s perfect for me, even though I’m not on it. I’m not pressed that I didn’t win, because now, I get to spend the whole day and night looking for this idol and the less eyes and ears back at camp to bust me, the better. I’mma keep scrambling and I’m not stopping until I find this stupid thing. So, I say, let them have their fancy reward. Because for me? This game hasn’t stopped.

The four victors arrive at the resort, and they are marvelling at the facilities.

Bridgette: [twirls in lobby] Air conditioning! Finally, it’s been so long!

Sasha peers out a glass partition to the pool outside, looking impressed.

A butler takes the four to the room they will be sharing, with two beds for them to share.

Bridgette: Right. So obviously, you boys take one and us girls can have the other.

Graham: Aw, are you sure you don’t want to snuggle up with Dillan?

Bridgette: Oh, shush! Besides, I don’t think Sasha wants to be in the same bed as you.

Sasha: [snorts] You got that right.

Bridgette steps into the bathroom, where she looks astonished at the sight of her own grimy reflection.

Bridgette: I look hideous! Is this what I’ve looked like for the past twenty-something days? Good grief!

Dillan steps in behind her and looks similarly awed.

Dillan: Wow! [brushes hand through hair] I’m a mess.

Meanwhile, back home on the beach…

Mallorie is busy tending the fire, using a long branch to poke the piping hot coals, turning away to cough as she does so.

Mary-Anne is wearily running a hand through her blue hair, looking both bored and tired, as she stares through the flames and beyond.

Greta is off on her own, sitting down by herself on the beach, her arms wrapped around herself, looking out at the water.

"redneg"

- Back at camp, the mood was pretty subdued. I know we were all thinking of the reward. It sounded like a lot of fun to me. And I feel kinda bad. I had the last shot of winning this thing for us and I failed the team. I…[shrugs] I’m trying not to let it get me down, though. It just hurts.

Brandy is picking at a scab on his knee, keeping his eye on Mallorie. Making sure she is out of earshot, he leans over and nudges Mary-Anne.

Brandy: We need to look for this idol.

Mary-Anne: [blinks] Right now?

Brandy: Yes, right now! This is the perfect opportunity, half the tribe is off on reward. It wouldn’t hurt to have the thing. Now c’mon!

He leaves and Mary-Anne hurries behind him.

"redneg"

- Brandy makes a decent argument, that we need to find this idol before anyone else does, while it’s still out there, and with half the tribe gone, it is perfect timing. Yes, Brandy knows I have an idol, but is using it in our plans? Who knows? All I know is I want to make sure I know where this tribe’s idol is and to not have it be in someone else’s possession. We’ll need all the advantages we can get to take down Mallorie before she sees it coming.

Mallorie turns just in time to see Mary-Anne ducking out of view, heading off into the woods with Brandy. Her eyes narrow in a familiar Mallorie fashion.

Greta is coming back up to the shelter, and she notices Mallorie’s grim expression.

Greta: What’s wrong, honey?

Mallorie: [jerks head in general direction of the forest] Brandy and Mary-Anne just went in there.

Greta: Maybe they just went to have a walk?

Mallorie: [unconvinced] Hm. Maybe.

"redneg"

- Making a move and carrying out that blindside last night is definitely going to cement my status as a threat in this game. I know that. And I know, that that means people will be coming for me and my head. I already have an idol so I can easily use it to deflect any shots coming my way. But there’s only one thing more important in this game than an idol, and it’s allies. If I don’t have solid allies, an idol is useless. And when I see an ally of mine in Mary-Anne go walking off into the forest with an enemy like Brandy, I know it’s not to go frolicking in the woods. They’re up to something. I am well aware these people are seeing me as a threat, my allies included. So I need to be ready for this, and I’ll plan a counter-attack if I have to.

Mallorie stares off one last time into the woods, as the camera fades to black.

[reward at night]

Back at the resort, night is falling, and the four victors are being taken outdoors, by the poolside, where four deck chairs are laid out with comfy pillows, towels and blankets.

Three roundtables laden with cocktails are placed between each deck chair, and one round coffee table separates them from the makeshift movie screen on which the movie is being projected.

Four foot massagers stand, waiting.

Bridgette: Wow...fancy.

Graham: Just so we’re clear, this kind of stuff absolutely does not happen to me back home.

Sasha: [snorts] This would be too rich for my blood.

Everyone takes their seats. The movie begins, and the masseuses get to work on everyone’s feet.

"redneg"

- This whole time I was at the resort, I’ve been sneaking peeks here and there, looking for any sign of a hidden immunity idol clue. Because, I mean, it’s possible they’ve hidden one out here somewhere. And it’s best for me to have the idol and know exactly where it is than for someone not on my side to have it instead. But I just can’t find it here!

Bridgette is watching the movie screen, eyes glazed. She yawns, reaching out to grab her cocktail. As she does, she looks away from the big screen, and her eyes fall on the coffee table in front of the quartet.

Her eyes narrow. Subtly, she puts her cocktail back down, and nudges Dillan on the shoulder.

He raises an eyebrow at her, and she beckons for him to lean in closer.

Bridgette: [whisper] I can see the clue to the hidden immunity idol.

Dillan’s face changes. Next to the two of them, Sasha and Graham are still watching the movie, oblivious.

Dillan: [whisper] Where?

Bridgette: [whisper] On the coffee table. It’s on one of the coasters.

"redneg"

- So, I’m in the middle of watching this movie with the others, and I’m enjoying it quite a bit. And...for a moment, I let my eyes wander…and I see this stack of coasters on the coffee table in front of me. And I see what looks like a familiar piece of parchment taped to one of them, just barely obscured by the rest of them. And I know instantly what it is. But Sasha is just a few feet away from the rest of us, and the gears are turning over and over in my head, because I’m trying to figure out: how are Dillan and I supposed to get this thing without alerting her?

The camera cuts to a shot of the aforementioned idol clue, taped to a coaster in the midst of several other coasters. Sasha is watching the movie, shoving a potato chip into her mouth.

When the movie ends, and the masseuses take their leave, a butler shows up to lead the four of them back to their room.

Graham: That was fun.

Sasha: Man, I can’t wait to get back in bed.

While her back is turned, Bridgette hurries over to the coffee table and shifts through the mountain of coasters to get to the idol clue.

For a brief second Sasha turns back and she sees Bridgette bending over the table. Dillan quickly steps in the way.

Dillan: What’s wrong, Bridge?

Bridgette: Oh, I...I thought I saw a spider.

She turns back around, and slips the coaster into her pocket.

Bridgette: It was nothing. Let’s go.

Sasha shrugs and turns back and the four leave, Dillan and Bridgette casting each other furtive looks as they follow.

"redneg"

- I was hoping maybe it wasn’t just an idol clue but maybe an advantage, or the clue to another idol, but I saw it and I read it and I recognize some of the landmarks it mentions and I have a gut feeling it’s the same idol, so it’s pointless. I don’t need the idol because Mallorie and I’ve already found it, but it’s better for us to keep the clue out of Sasha’s hands, and thus, out of Brandy’s. I don’t want them realizing it’s been found, because that’s just going to lead to a manhunt and risks exposing our advantage before Mallorie or I can use it correctly.

Day 26
Dawn breaks, and everyone is back at camp. The castaways are performing their day-to-day chores.

Dillan is once again out spearing fish, and Graham is out in the boat, watching him, dangling his feet in the water and laughing.

Mary-Anne is walking with Greta to go get water, again, looking more resolved to properly talk to her than she did the last time.

Mary-Anne: So I wanted to talk.

Greta: Oh boy, here we go.

She laughs a little nervously.

Mary-Anne: This game...it’s going to be shaken up soon. And I need you on board, Greta.

They arrive at the well, and Greta props up the empty canister by the edge of the well.

Mary-Anne: Big things are about to go down, a complete shift in power. I’m putting things into motion and...well, I want you by my side when it happens.

Greta: Do you want to vote out Mallorie?

Mary-Anne: Yes. I’m not playing this game for Mallorie. Let’s face it, she’s been dictating these past two votes. There’s no freedom for us to play our own games, or any way we can build our own resumes while she’s got an iron clad grip on all of this.

Greta: I feel like you’re making her sound way too good, way too threatening a player than she really is. You’re making her out to be the threat you want her to be so you can claim points by taking her out.

Mary-Anne: Well, that’s how this game works, Greta. Okay, I want to win. But the winner of this game has to check all the proverbial checkboxes at the end - being social, being smart, being strategic and being liked - and I’ve yet to make a big move. Okay, you get how it works, right?

Greta: [sighs, then nods] Yeah, I get it.

Mary-Anne: You just have to remember, you’re playing this game for your family. Think about them, Greta. Okay? I need you.

"redneg"

- Mary-Anne...has been really pushing me for this. She really wants to take out Mallorie, who I don’t think is as big a threat as she is making her out to seem. And…[sighs] it’s just hard for me. [laughs] I don’t know why but the emotional impact of this game has just been...the absolute hardest thing to deal with, for me. And...I’m the kind of person who believes in...loyalty, in genuine and authentic relationships. I was brought up that way, I have that Gen-X mindset, and I’m very set in those ways. Mallorie, to me, has done nothing wrong by me. And...Mary-Anne keeps pushing me to take her out. It’s just...so tough to decide.

Mary-Anne leads Greta back, patting the older woman in an attempt to coax her.

"redneg"

- If I want this coup against Mallorie to work out, I need to make sure that Sasha, Brandy and I have the numbers. Sasha and Brandy, they both only have one goal and that’s to see Mallorie go down. But I need more numbers and so that’s why I really need Greta, but she just refuses to make a move and it’s infuriating. As a person, I love her to death but in this game, it’s really complicated to try to work with her, with her basically glued to Mallorie’s side.

Mary-Anne is sitting down with Bridgette, who is cheerful as always, eating from a coconut.

Bridgette: So what’s up? You said you wanted to talk?

Mary-Anne: Here’s the thing. How would you feel...about taking Mallorie out next?

Bridgette: [frowns] What, like...for real?

Mary-Anne: Yeah.

Bridgette: She’s one of my closest allies and honestly the perfect meat shield. I don’t know. We take her out, and what then? You and I become the next biggest threats in this game.

Mary-Anne: Brandy and Sasha have given me their word that they’ll stay loyal. If you team up with us-

Bridgette: Brandy and Sasha? Hold up, you’re working with them?

Mary-Anne: They want Mallorie gone as much as I do. With Mallorie gone, we can use them to then take out Dillan.

Bridgette: [hesitates] And what then?

Mary-Anne: You still have Graham and I still have Greta. Because there’s no way either of those two would work with Brandy.

Bridgette: That’s a lot of betrayal you’re talking about there.

Mary-Anne: Heh. Yeah, I guess…

"redneg"

- Mary-Anne’s talking about a lot of duplicity. It’s a big move she’s planning and I can see that. What concerns me is what comes after. This alliance we have with Mallorie, it’s perfect because when we get down to low numbers, we can take out whom we please. I know Mallorie’s viewed as this big threat, but I think she can still be used at this stage of the game. It’s a difficult conflict of interest going on here, and I don’t know yet what’s best for me.

Mary-Anne: Just think about it. Alright?

Bridgette: I promise.

Day 27
Jeff: Come on in guys!

The tribe walks in.

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

Dillan saunters over and lets Jeff take the necklace off him.

Jeff: Individual immunity is back up for grabs! For today’s challenge, we will see the toll that the month on the island has taken on you by testing your memory. I will show you a series of colors, and you must then repeat the series of colors to me by dropping colored tiles through a chute. If you get any color wrong, you are eliminated. The last person left standing...wins immunity.

The camera cuts to Graham, nodding and looking serious, then to Dillan and Brandy, standing side by side, both eyeing up the immunity necklace.

Jeff: Due to the unique nature of this challenge, the Medallion will not be in use for this immunity. Mallorie, you can pass it on or keep it at the next challenge. Alright. We’ll get started.

Everyone is at their station, ready to play. Mary-Anne glances out of the corner of her eye at Mallorie, who is studying her tiles intently.

Brandy is swaying side to side, cracking his knuckles and then his neck.

Jeff: Alright! First color…

He holds up a colored tile.

Jeff: Yellow.

...and another…

Jeff: Green.

…

Jeff: Blue...Red...okay, let’s see the first color.

Everyone puts their first tile in the chute and reveals it.

Jeff: Everyone has Yellow. Everyone moves on. Next color!

Everyone shows Green.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Blue.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Red.

Jeff: Good, you’ve all made it through the first round. Next round…

He holds up the next series of tiles.

Jeff: Black...Green...Blue...Yellow...Purple...Red...Blue...alright, show me your first color.

Everyone shows Black. Graham looks like he is struggling to remember.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Green, except for Bridgette, who shows Blue.

Jeff: Everyone has Green, except for Bridgette, who has Blue. Bridgette, you think you just won this challenge, or you’re the first person out?

Bridgette laughs, looking embarrassed.

Bridgette: I’m the first one out? Shoot.

Jeff: Take a spot on the bench. The correct answer was Green.

Bridgette: Damn it! Ugh. My mind is going…

She laughs at herself as she sadly plops down on the bench.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone has Blue, except for Mary-Anne, who shows Red, and Greta, who shows Yellow.

Jeff: Dillan, Graham, Brandy, Sasha and Mallorie all have Blue. Mary-Anne has Red and Greta has Yellow. The correct answer...Blue. Mary-Anne is out. Greta is out. Take a spot on the bench.

Mary-Anne sighs, looking annoyed as she leaves with Greta.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Yellow.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Purple.

Jeff: Next color!

Everyone shows Red, except for Graham who shows Blue, and Dillan who shows Green.

Jeff: Brandy, Sasha and Mallorie have Red. Graham has Blue. Dillan has Green. The correct answer...Red. Graham, Dillan, you’re out, take a spot on the bench.

Graham smiles, turning to give Dillan a fist bump as the two leave.

Jeff: Last color…

Everyone shows Blue.

Jeff: Good. We are down to three...moving onto the next round. First color...Green...Black...Yellow...Purple...Red...Black...Purple...Blue...Green...Red...Yellow. Alright, first color?

Brandy shakes his head, looking horrified.

Brandy: Good grief, that was a lot.

He rummages through his tiles, looking frazzled.

Mallorie has hers up quick, Sasha right behind her. Mary-Anne looks constipated with worry. Sasha casts Mallorie a confident smirk and Mallorie winks back.

Brandy puts his tile up after a long deliberation.

Jeff: Reveal.

The trio drops their tiles in unison.

Jeff: Mallorie has Green...Brandy has Green...and Sasha has Blue...correct answer...Green. Sasha, you’re out. Take a spot on the bench.

Sasha scoffs, looking irritated as she sets her tiles back down and stalks off.

Jeff: It’s amazing how six different colors can be so confusing to remember after 27 days out here.

Brandy looks pleased with himself, crossing his arms and turning to stare Mallorie down.

Jeff: This is it. The last two left...next color.

Both players put their tiles up.

Jeff: And reveal.

They let their tiles drop.

Jeff: Both of you say Black. Both of you are correct. Next color!

Both Brandy and Mallorie show Yellow.

Jeff: Next color!

Mary-Anne is biting her nails, white with worry. Greta and Bridgette are squeezing each other’s hands.

Jeff: Reveal...

Both players let their tiles drop. Brandy nods, shrugging his burly shoulders with authority. Mallorie is calm and collected, looking confident.

Jeff: Mallorie says Purple...Brandy says Red...one of you is right...and one of you is wrong.

The onlookers are rigid with suspense. Mary-Anne has her eyes squeezed shut, as if in prayer. Bridgette’s eyes are wide.

Jeff: The correct answer is…

Graham is crossing his fingers.

Jeff reveals the tile.

Jeff: Purple.

Brandy scowls.

Jeff: Mallorie wins individual immunity!

Mallorie breaks into a big smile as the rest of the tribe claps.

Greta: Good job, Mallorie.

Bridgette: You slayed, girl.

Brandy begrudgingly gives Mallorie a one-armed hug of congratulations as she heads over to receive the necklace.

Jeff: Mallorie - safe at tribal council tonight, cannot be voted out. As for the rest of you…

The camera pans down the line to show everyone standing, listening; a row of serious faces.

Jeff: After 27 days out in the Seychelles Islands, one of you will be the ninth person voted out and the third member of our jury. [pats Mallorie on the back] And it will not be you. Congrats. Rest of you, got nothing for you, head on back to camp. I’ll see you at tribal.

Everyone bends down to grab their belongings and go, and the camera focuses on Brandy as he leaves behind Mary-Anne.

"redneg"

- Mallorie wins immunity, because of course she did. And just like that, all our plans went out the window. I was so close...so close to beating her, and I’d’ve been able to send her out of this game. But fortune favors her, clearly. Now...we’ll have to come up with a Plan B.

The tribe returns to camp, and people are congratulating Mallorie.

Greta: Good job, sweetheart. [hugs Mallorie]

Mallorie: Thank you.

Bridgette: Good job, Mal…

Mary-Anne: Yeah, you did great.

"redneg"

- With tribal council tonight, I was planning on making my breakout move and...this just halted all of my plans. So now...I don’t know what to do anymore. Either...we find someone else to target or...I may just have to go along with whatever Mallorie plans...again.

Mallorie is shown discussing with Bridgette as the pair heads back from the ocean, a couple of clams in their hands.

Mallorie: So tonight, is the vote Brandy?

Bridgette: I think that sounds fair.

Mallorie: Or do you want to do Sasha first?

Bridgette: I can talk to the others, if you’d like, to see where they’re at.

Mallorie: Brandy’s a tough never-say-die competitor. He nearly beat me today.

Bridgette: Sasha might not see it coming, though. We can use him for one more vote.

Mallorie: I’m fine with either one going at this point.

"redneg"

- Tonight, the plan is to have either Brandy or Sasha go home. They both know they’re lingering on the outs and that their time could come at any moment. Right now, I want our alliance to stay together and get rid of the last two stragglers first before we fight and pave our individual ways to the end. So I’m going to talk to the rest of our alliance to make sure they’re all good with this Sasha plan.

Bridgette is approaching Graham and Dillan by the shelter.

Bridgette: [whisper] Mallorie thinks it should be Sasha tonight.

Dillan: I’m fine with that.

Graham: Yeah, me too. As long as it’s true, of course.

Bridgette bats her eyelids at him jokingly.

Bridgette: It’s true this time, Graham. I swear.

In the woods, Mary-Anne is having a hasty meeting with Brandy and Sasha.

Mary-Anne: They want to vote you out, tonight.

Sasha scowls, planting one hand on either hip, peering up into the trees.

Brandy: So what do we do?

Mary-Anne: [throws hands up in air] Well, we can’t vote Mallorie anymore, so…

Sasha: Just take out one of her loyal allies, then.

Brandy: You want to do Bridgette?

Mary-Anne looks hesitant.

Mary-Anne: I don’t know…

Brandy: Because, I mean, Greta would be a waste of a vote.

Sasha: What about Dillan or Graham?

Brandy: Graham’s a waste of a vote too. We should use this vote to take out a threat.

Sasha: Dillan, then. He’s a beast in comps.

Mary-Anne: I have a good relationship with Dillan. I think he still trusts me.

Sasha: It’s either Dillan or Bridgette. One of them’s gotta go.

"redneg"

- The ultimatum I’m faced with is that tonight, either Dillan or Bridgette will be the victim of this idol play, and I’m close to them both. Dillan and I, we were tight as the two crucial swing votes at the beginning of the merge. And Bridgette, she’s been my friend since Day 1. It’s not going to be easy. But this game, it forces you to make hard, cutthroat moves, and it was never meant to be an easy game, emotionally. I’ll have to decide which one of them I want to cut loose now, to weaken Mallorie the most.

Mary-Anne: I gotta talk to Greta first, and get her on board.

"redneg"

- It is just so dumb how Mallorie wins exactly when she needs to. She has gotten far too lucky and I mean, I’ve never liked her. She carries herself way too smugly and you can tell she’s feeling cocky that she’s safe tonight and all her little minions are gonna protect her to the end. But fine, whatever. She’s untouchable, so it’ll be one of her lackeys that goes next, and I’ll be damned if things go wrong again tonight.

Mary-Anne maneuvers her way through camp, taking Greta by the arm and leading her away. Mallorie notices the movement.

Mallorie: No one’s changing the plan tonight, right?

Bridgette: No? Unless it goes crazy, it should stay Sasha.

"redneg"

- I had a feeling I needed this immunity. Mary-Anne has been acting weird these few days and I’ve gotten a fishy vibe from her. Winning this, knowing I’m secure, it’s just what I needed. But I wouldn’t put it past these people to still try and go crazy tonight for no reason. And if that is the case, I have to protect Bridgette, because they could be coming for her.

Mary-Anne is talking to Greta by the edge of the water.

Mary-Anne: Okay, okay, so...plan’s changed.

Greta: Uh-huh.

Mary-Anne: It’s Dillan now.

Greta: Dillan?

Mary-Anne: Yes. Because if not him, they would’ve gone for Bridge.

Greta looks out at the water, pained.

Mary-Anne: Are you good with that?

Greta: The vote will tie, won’t it?

Mary-Anne: I could try talking to Bridgette…

Greta: Bridgette and Dillan are tight. There’s no way she’d vote him out over Sasha.

Mary-Anne: She’s our best hope. Graham won’t vote out his best pal.

Greta: I don’t know…

Mary-Anne: Let’s just try.

Greta: Wouldn’t it be a lot easier to just vote out Sasha?

Mary-Anne: [thinks] I have another way.

Greta: What?

Mary-Anne: [takes a breath] I have an idol.

Greta: [eyes widen] What?

Mary-Anne: Yeah. I can play it for Sasha, tonight.

Greta: Mary-Anne, that’s-

Mary-Anne: I mean, you didn’t want Mallorie to go, right? This way...Dillan goes home, and we hold majority, whether Bridgette flips on her boy toy or not. You’ll be safe with us, for sure. We can get Mallorie out, and it’ll be easy to turn Brandy and Sasha on Graham, they both hate his guts. It’ll be you, me and Bridge, with them in the Final Five. We’ll have the numbers throughout.

Greta: [contemplating this] I see your point.

Mary-Anne: This can work, Greta. It could actually work!

"redneg"

- I feel like I’m on the brink of making the biggest move this season. I can see the paths to the end and I see myself on the clearest one and I’m mapping it all out. This can actually work. My biggest concern...is Greta. I have to try as hard as I can, to flip her. This all hinges, on her. She’s in the hot seat tonight.

Mary-Anne: Think about it. Okay? You, me, and Bridge - Final Three. Us girls have had a pact since Day One, and we three can do this and make it to the end. You know I’ve been your girl since the beginning. I have never gone against you, have I?

Greta: No…

Mary-Anne: I’ve always been by your side, haven’t I?

Greta: Yeah…[sniffs]

Mary-Anne: C’mere.

The two hug it out, and Greta dries her tears on Mary-Anne’s shirt.

"redneg"

- I’m put in a really tough spot because I’m caught between...two alliances. And Mary-Anne...and Mallorie...and Bridgette...I’m close with all of them. And it hurts to see them all split apart and having to choose a side? …It’s killing me. I came out here for an adventure but I was not prepared for this much emotional...turmoil. To have to make a choice between...these three amazing young women...I want to see them all succeed. But...I know I have to make a choice, and decide who I want to be loyal to...and…[deep sigh]...[shakes head wordlessly]

The sun sets, and the sky fades to black as the tribal music begins. The tribe is walking into tribal, putting their torches down and taking their seats.

The camera focuses on Bridgette as she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, smiling at Mallorie, then cuts to Dillan shaking his arms loosely, and then to Mary-Anne, tight-lipped and nervous as she slumps down into her seat.

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

The two jurors march on in.

Jeff: Abraham, and Kim, voted out at the last tribal council.

Kim has a big grin on his face and nods at the whole lot of them as he takes his seat next to Abraham.

Bridgette smiles tentatively, and Dillan smirks and shakes his head.

Jeff: So...Mallorie, with the game coming close to its final stages, is jury management starting to become a big issue?

Mallorie: Definitely. I think that...having a case to present to the jury is going to be the most important. The jury’s full of real, human people. They’re going to vote on who they want to see win and...you can play this game perfectly, be a beast in comps or strategy but you can still lose if...you have a bad jury management. I think everyone is now playing this game with...that endgame in mind.

Mary-Anne nods thoughtfully. Sasha shifts in her seat, pursing her lips.

Jeff: Today’s immunity challenge came down to you and Brandy. Brandy, as evidence by past tribal councils, you must’ve felt a lot of pressure to beat Mallorie.

Brandy: Absolutely, Jeff. Not only am I viewed as...the underdog, the guy at the bottom with very few allies to work with, but Mallorie’s also viewed as the archetypal strategic mastermind.

Mallorie scoffs, rolling her eyes with a smile.

Brandy: She is! I mean, she’s dictating these votes. It’s exhausting, trying to play from under her rule. I mean, we all saw how she took out both those guys sitting on those benches.

Abraham raises an eyebrow. Kim has lost his smile.

Jeff: Mallorie, you seem to be getting all of the heat.

Mallorie: I know! It’s kinda insane. People just like to fit me in an archetype, I suppose.

Jeff: So you must be thankful to have that necklace around your neck.

Mallorie: Yes, definitely. I trust my allies that they’re not going to do anything I wouldn’t do. But guaranteed safety is also great.

Jeff: Graham, what are people thinking for tonight’s vote? Is it just going to be an easy vote: “let’s take out the outsider in Brandy and be done with it, go home, and have a good night’s rest”? Or is there more at play?

Graham: Oh, I don’t think any vote’s ever that simple. As tired as I’m sure all of us are, I don’t think we care about sleep more than the game at hand. I can’t say if Brandy’s going home tonight or not, but everyone here, I believe, is playing this game hard, in their own way. It’s not a simple vote for the sake of voting. I’d say that every vote, at every stage of the game, has a purpose.

Jeff: What about on a personal level? Has a lot changed? I mean, I’ve seen before that you and Brandy are not each other’s favorite person.

Graham: [laughs] Yeah, I don’t disagree. But, you know, I’ll be the bigger man and I’m willing to look past that.

Brandy snorts. Sasha’s eyebrow twitches and she smiles a little.

Jeff: Brandy, Graham’s just said, he’s willing to look past your history.

Brandy: That’s cause he doesn’t want to appear petty.

Graham ignores him.

Brandy: We all here know how long this feud’s been going on, ever since the start of the game.

Graham: I have people who have my back now. I didn’t have any then.

Dillan looks a little guilty. Bridgette rubs the bridge of her nose, sitting up a little straighter.

Jeff: I find it amazing that even this deep into the game, some things from the very beginning still have an impact.

Graham laughs.

Jeff: It just goes to show that there’s so many things factoring in at every vote. Greta, while Graham and Brandy have carried this feud with them for more than twenty days, you’ve had your own story since the start, haven’t you?

Greta: [laughs a little] I suppose you could say that.

Jeff: From what I heard, you used to be pegged as the weakest on your tribe. But you’ve survived countless votes and have been a part of a core voting bloc for several tribals.

Greta: Yeah...yeah, I’m uh...very happy for the people who I’ve been working with these few weeks. These girls, they’ve had my back for a while. I owe them a lot, for making it this far.

Mary-Anne casts her a look, that she misses.

Jeff: Would your family be proud?

Greta: Yeah, I uh…[looks down] I hope so.

She looks like she is fighting back tears, and sniffs a little. Bridgette grasps her hand and squeezes comfortingly.

Bridgette: Your family is going to be so proud of how far you’ve made it, Greta.

Greta: [wipes away tears] Thank you. I um...I told them…[fights back more tears] I promised them I’d try to make it as far as I could so...so they could see me, every night...on the show…

She chokes and looks away. Sasha looks on sadly, her gaze a million miles away. Mary-Anne swallows, looking sorry for Greta.

Greta: I’m sorry, I…

Mary-Anne: It’s alright, Greta.

Graham: Take your time. We understand.

Greta: [breathes in] Yeah…[laughs] I’m not very strong out here, mentally.

Jeff: That’s okay. That’s Survivor. It breaks you down.

Greta: It certainly does, Jeff.

Jeff: And beyond all this emotion, we still have a vote to get to. This game has so many layers to it. But that’s the nature of this game, and it’s time to see which one of you is going to have it all cut short, tonight. It is time to vote. Graham, you’re up.

Graham nods, giving Dillan a small fist bump as he gets up to vote.

The music kicks in, and the camera cuts to Bridgette still comforting a crying Greta before fading away.

One by one, the castaways head up to vote.

Brandy slips his vote into the urn, rolling his burly shoulders back, and the camera cuts to Dillan, staring into the fire, resting his head on his hand.

Sasha steps up to the urn, and the camera fades to Greta drying her eyes on her shirt.

Bridgette walks past the jury, and Kim smiles at her, shaking his head.

Mary-Anne heads up to vote, taking a deep breath, and the camera cuts to Mallorie, wearing the immunity necklace proudly, swaying in her seat.

Lastly, Greta is up.

Mary-Anne peers down the row of faces to where she stands at the booth. Sasha too is cocking her head to the side, curious, her brow furrowed.

Greta sighs, looking down at her parchment miserably.

At long last, she returns.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves.

Mallorie turns to look at her allies. Dillan raises an eyebrow questioningly at her. Bridgette looks upset, but nods. Graham is leaning forward, looking excited.

Greta is covering her face, her whole body shaking. Mary-Anne’s hair is falling over her face, as she rubs her hands together, leaning in her seat.

Sasha’s eyes flick to the back of her head, and back to Mallorie.

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 around in her seat.

Greta looks up, eyes red.

Mary-Anne looks down, thinking it over. Sasha’s eyes grow wide and her nostrils flare, waiting.

Brandy licks his lips, turning to look at his left where Sasha and Mary-Anne sit.

Mary-Anne: [sighs] Alright.

Mallorie raises an eyebrow, her mouth twitching. Sasha looks on as Mary-Anne gets to her feet.

Greta takes a shaky breath, turning pale. Brandy is nodding, a small smile playing on his lips.

Graham’s jaw drops and he is laughing a little as Mary-Anne heads up to stand next to Jeff.

Dillan looks alarmed.

On the jury, Abraham and Kim look excited.

Mary-Anne: I just wanted to say...before I do this...that it was not an easy decision. But...I know that...I can’t do nothing forever. This game is full of big moves and countermoves and I just...I have to do this. With that said, I’m going to play this on...

She looks at Brandy, eyes wide and pleading, then to Sasha, who is staring at her, expectant.

Mary-Anne: ...Sasha.

Jeff: Alright.

Mallorie nods, almost approvingly. Dillan shifts in his seat, frowning.

Graham whistles, turning to share a look with Bridgette, who looks upset.

Greta is looking anywhere but at Mary-Anne, as she takes her seat again.

Sasha nudges Mary-Anne.

Sasha: [whisper] Thank you.

Mary-Anne: [whisper] You’re welcome.

Jeff: This...is a hidden immunity idol. Any votes for Sasha will not count.

Sasha is exhaling, gripping Mary-Anne’s hand and giving it a thankful squeeze.

Mary-Anne is white, turning to look at Bridgette, who looks back at her almost reproachfully.

Jeff: I’ll read the votes.

He opens the urn.

Mallorie is shaking her head, lips pursed tightly. Graham looks on as the votes are read, an eyebrow raised.

Jeff: First vote…

He flips the first piece of parchment over.

Jeff: Dillan.

Dillan swallows, nodding, looking worried. Mary-Anne’s brow twitches.

Jeff: Dillan.

Dillan leans back, expecting it, as he adjusts in his seat. The camera cuts to Mallorie, her body poised as if about to take flight, keeping one eye on Probst while watching the others.

Jeff: Dillan. That’s three votes Dillan.

Dillan gulps, closing his eyes and shaking his head. Graham casts him a look of concern. Greta leans forward, sighing and looking down at the floor.

Jeff pulls out another vote.

Jeff: Mary-Anne. That’s one vote Mary-Anne.

Mary-Anne frowns. Sasha frowns too, perplexed. Bridgette takes a deep breath.

Jeff: Mary-Anne. That’s two votes Mary-Anne.

Mary-Anne sinks her head down into her hands. Sasha turns around to face Mallorie, who stares her down.

Jeff: Mary-Anne. We’re tied. Three votes Dillan, three votes Mary-Anne.

Mary-Anne closes her eyes. Dillan looks nervous. On the jury, Abraham and Kim look like they’re watching an intense tennis match.

Jeff: Mary-Anne. That’s four votes Mary-Anne, three votes Dillan, one vote left…

Mary-Anne: [whisper] You’ve got to be kidding me…

Bridgette looks on over, looking remorseful. Greta shakes her head slightly.

The camera zooms in on Sasha’s angry expression.

Jeff: Ninth person voted out and the third member of our jury...Mary-Anne. That’s five, that’s enough, you need to bring me your torch.

Mary-Anne looks shocked, covering her open mouth with her shaky hand.

Mary-Anne: No way…

Mallorie shrugs.

Mallorie: You tried it.

Sasha shoots her a glare, as Mary-Anne gets up.

Bridgette looks displeased, and Greta is shaking. Graham pats Dillan on the knee, as the latter lets out a big sigh of relief.

Sasha continues glaring at Mallorie, who is staring coolly ahead.

Mary-Anne sadly puts her torch down, brushing away the beginnings of a tear.

Jeff: Mary-Anne...your tribe has spoken.

He snuffs her torch as she looks away, sniffling.

Brandy shakes his head, looking unhappy.

Jeff: Time for you to go.

She leaves quickly, and her sobs can be heard as she walks off into the night.

Mallorie looks around to see Sasha still glaring daggers in her direction.

Jeff: Big moves and countermoves are a part of Survivor, and tonight’s vote is a clear indication that this is likely going to continue for the rest of the votes to come. Grab your bags, head back to camp. Goodnight.

Challenges
Reward Challenge: Shuffleboard [Heroes vs. Villains] The tribe was split into two teams of four, competing in Shuffleboard. Each player got two turns to try and get their puck closest to the ‘X’ in the middle of the board. Dillan gave Mallorie the Medallion, meaning she only had one turn at the Shuffleboard. Reward: Overnight stay at resort, late-night movie screening Winner: Bridgette, Dillan, Graham, Sasha

Immunity Challenge: Living Color [Cagayan] Jeff would reveal a cycle of colored tiles to the castaways. Once the cycle is complete, the castaways would recite the pattern back by placing colored tiles in a chute. If they are incorrect, they would be eliminated. The last castaway standing wins immunity. Reward: Individual Immunity Winner: Mallorie

Voting Confessionals
"redneg"

- You are just too big a physical threat, and if Mallorie isn’t going home tonight, I’m fine with it being you.

"redneg"

- Snitches get stitches, Mary-Anne. This is karma.

"redneg"

- I’m sorry, Mary-Anne. I love you to death, but...it’s just not in my gameplan at the moment.

"redneg"

- I’m sorry, honey. I’m sorry.

Final Words
"redneg"

- Wow...they got me. I feel...upset...embarrassed...humiliated...and I’m heartbroken. I was...betrayed. I really thought I had this on lockdown, but...I guess I didn’t. I get it. [sniff] It’s a game. It hurts, but...I tried to make my big move and I got burned. That’s what happened. But with what Mallorie said to me on her way out...I’m done with her. She’s not getting my vote to win. No way in hell.

Next Time on Survivor...

 * Sasha loses patience with Mallorie…

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

"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.


 * Things start to get personal…

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.

Brandy is nodding mutely beside her.

Graham is shaking his head, ignoring her.

Sasha: You have no game of your own. You’re their goat and you won’t know it until it’s too late.

Graham: Say whatever you want, Sasha. I’m not going to listen to someone like you.


 * And Mallorie continues to run a tight ship…

Mallorie: He’s been on the bottom for quite some time now, and he’s a threat in comps.

Greta: Don’t you think Sasha is a bigger threat?

Mallorie: One of them’s gotta go. We’ve spared them too long.

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- Maybe tonight’s finally the time to pull out that idol.

Author’s Notes

 * The episode title ‘In The Hot Seat’ was coined by Mary-Anne, talking about Greta.