Weight On My Shoulders

Weight On My Shoulders is the penultimate episode of Survivor: Cayman Islands.

Previously On Survivor...

 * Following Brett’s blindside, Peter was furious and sought revenge for the downfall of one of his strongest allies in the game.

Peter: Stupid. Stupid move, Erin. That was boneheaded all the way around.


 * The target was once again moved to Oberon, and when the latter lost immunity for the second time…

Oberon’s vase falls off his beam.

Jeff: Elmer wins immunity!


 * The girls decided not to take the risk and sent home the biggest threat in challenges.

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

Oberon smiles sadly and leaves.


 * The minority alliance lost another member, and it was now back to Elmer and Terrence with their backs up against the wall.

Elmer: Just you and me, now.

Terrence: Yeah…

Elmer: Last two on the bottom.


 * Knowing Peter and Callum were both in possession of idols, Elmer switched up his tactics and set his sights on taking out Erin, for filling out Mitzi’s previous role as the leader of the girls’ alliance.

Elmer: Listen, Erin is playing a very smart game. She’s in control, right now. You two may have idols but she’s the one holding all the cards.

Peter: She wasn’t coming after us.

Elmer: Penny and Aisha are losing this game, and Erin knows that. Erin is in charge of both their votes, and neither of them can see that.


 * But when Erin won the immunity challenge…

Jeff: Erin wins immunity!


 * Elmer had no choice but to suggest voting off Erin’s next closest, and strongest, ally – Penny.

Elmer: We have to send a girl home. Erin’s too well-protected. One of them has to go.

Peter: Fine. We’ll do Penny.


 * Ultimately, Peter and Callum decided Elmer was more of a threat than Penny was, and used Peter’s idol to send him out of the game.

Peter: You know what, Jeff, I’m not taking any chances.

Peter gets to his feet.

Peter: I’m playing it on me tonight, Jeff. There’s just too much uncertainty tonight…

He hands his special idol over to Jeff.

Peter: And I want to be sure.

Jeff: This is a special hidden immunity idol.

Elmer turns to Terrence, mouth agape.

Jeff: This idol will in addition to negating all the votes cast against the user, will also allow the person on whom it was played for to cast a ‘second vote’. This means that there will be eight votes read tonight, not seven. Peter, that person is you. Go cast your extra vote.

Jeff fishes in the urn for the last vote.

Jeff: Twelfth person voted out of Survivor: Cayman Islands and the sixth member of our jury…Elmer.


 * After all his scrambling, for Elmer, the game was finally over.

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


 * In the penultimate episode of the season, only 6 castaways are left. Who will be voted out…tonight?

Challenge
Reward Challenge: Mud Run (Cagayan) Given a time limit, tribe members dive into a mud pit and cover their body with as much mud as they can. They then race back and scrape it off into a bucket. They cannot carry mud in their arms or in their hands, only their body. The buckets are then weighed, and the team of three with the heaviest bucket wins. Reward: A meal aboard a yacht. Winner(s): Erin, Penny, Terrence

Immunity Challenge: Keep It Up (Heroes Vs. Villains, South Pacific) The castaways must balance two poles using the tops of their hands against an overhead board. If a castaway drops either of the poles at any point, they are out of the challenge. The last person standing will win. Reward: Individual Immunity Winner: Penny

Night 32
The remaining six castaways return from tribal, and upon reaching camp, Penny is already crying. Erin is quick to comfort her.

Erin: Come here, babe.

She opens her arms and wraps Penny in a comforting hug. Aisha rubs Penny’s back in a friendly manner.

Erin: It’s okay.

Penny sniffs, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand.

Penny: [muffled voice] I just can’t believe he’s finally gone. [sniff]

Erin: He had to go eventually. You know that.

Erin: You good?

Penny: Yeah. [sniff] I’m good.

Peter is busy stuffing his belongings back into the shelter, stretching out, looking pleased with himself.

Peter: Wasn’t that an interesting tribal?

Penny looks away, her lower lip trembling.

Aisha: Can it, Peter.

Peter: It just boggles my mind that I had to rely on an idol to get rid of him. He was a very strong player, I would’ve thought you’d’ve seen that.

Erin: Maybe if you hadn’t shown off your idols, it would have been easier to see that. Your idols complicated everything.

Peter shrugs.

Peter: I think it worked out fine in my favor.

Erin scoffs and turns away, leading Penny to the fire, shaking her head.

Callum is watching the spectacle with interest, looking as cocky as ever. Terrence is moping about inside the shelter, looking lonely. Callum nudges him.

Callum: So it’s just you left, huh?

Terrence: I guess so.

Callum: Who would’ve thunk?

Terrence doesn’t respond.

Day 33
Smoke from the fire is rising high into the air. Terrence is by himself, sitting on the hard bamboo structure of the shelter, eating rice.

Across from him, Callum and Peter are sitting back in deck chairs, talking in low voices.

Peter: What do you think they’re thinking?

He points at Erin, Penny and Aisha, sitting in a circle, cross-legged, in the sand down by the water’s edge.

Callum shrugs, looking uncaring.

Callum: They’ll probably want you out next. You’re too powerful.

Peter lays back, almost like a king looking out at his kingdom, clearly basking in his sense of control.

Peter: Heh. I’m sure Erin believes I’m not messing around anymore.

He becomes quiet, deep in thought.

Peter: You know, I’m starting to feel like Elmer might not’ve been untrue.

Callum: About what?

Peter: Erin. We’ve been with her at the start, we know she’s tough as nails.

Callum: I don’t think any girl can be tougher than Mitzi. That chick was the bomb.

Peter: Maybe Natalia – remember her? – maybe she was onto something, going after Erin so much. She’s clearly no fool.

Callum: What are you saying?

Peter: I’m saying that while I didn’t want to get rid of Penny, it’s not because I don’t acknowledge Erin for the player she is. She’s been smart enough to stay out of the crosshairs for now but I think she could be trouble later on.

Callum: Well, if that’s the route you want to take, I’m all for it. I mean, don’t get me wrong, I love Erin. She’s awesome. But, it’s your call. Because if not Erin, the only person left to go after would be Terrence, and that scrawny little [censored] wasn’t all that much to begin with.

Terrence is busy chowing down on rice, shoveling another shellful of it in his mouth, blissfully oblivious as he looks off serenely into the distance, taking in the tranquil scenery.

Peter gets up and takes a seat next to Terrence.

Peter: Hey.

Terrence: Hey.

Peter: Listen, I’ve been running the numbers.

Terrence: Uh-huh?

Peter: It’s even, right now, with three guys and three girls. So, unless we get a girl to flip, which would be extremely hard, if not impossible, the girls will wipe us all out.

Terrence shakes his head.

Terrence: We should never have let them get the upper hand in the first place. The boys had the numbers and we blew it, going at each other like a bunch of animals-

Peter: Yeah, yeah, whatever. Okay, the thing is, Erin has to go. You know? She’s basically dragging Penny and Aisha with her to the end and she’ll take the victory.

Terrence: I don’t disagree.

Peter: Us guys need to form a pact and take her out. I’m pretty sure the girls will come for us guys next, either me or Callum. They know that we have one idol to share between us, but the key is that they won’t know who we’ll play it on, so they won’t know who to dump their votes. So their best option would be roping you in so that they can split the votes.

Terrence: Okay…?

Peter: If you work with us…you can flip to our side. They’ll split their votes, thinking they have you as their fourth number, but in reality, you join us, and we’ll blindside Erin, or at the very least, one of the girls, so the guys aren’t outnumbered yet again.

The scene cuts away to an overhead view of the island, eventually panning down to the tribe’s next reward challenge, where Jeff Probst awaits them in his usual attire.

Jeff: Come on in, guys!

The castaways arrive.

Jeff: Welcome to your next reward challenge. For today’s challenge, you will be split into two teams of three. On my signal, you will race out in your teams and dive into a large mud pit where you will cover your bodies with as much mud as you can. You will then race back and scrape mud off your bodies into a collective bucket. The team with the heaviest bucketful of mud after ten minutes will win reward. You cannot carry mud in your hands, only coat it on your body, and it will be nasty.

Callum whistles appreciatively.

Callum: Now that sounds like my kind of challenge.

Jeff: Want to know what you’re playing for?

Greeted by a chorus of ‘Yes’, Jeff proceeds.

Jeff: After 33 days in these tough conditions, I know you’ll want this. The winning team will go aboard a yacht, where you will enjoy a meal out at sea. It will be a nice opportunity to bond, as well as rejuvenate yourself for the next challenge.

Callum: Oh man, we gotta win this one, Pete.

Peter: I know.

Jeff: We’ll draw for our teams and then we’ll get started.

Soon, the six of them have stripped down to their swim attire and have drawn rocks into random teams of three.

Jeff: Alright, we have our two teams! We have Callum, Aisha and Peter on one team, Terrence, Penny and Erin on the other!

Aisha does not look happy to be away from the girls. Penny looks up at Terrence.

Penny: We got this, right?

Terrence: Yeah, we can do this.

Penny glances over to Peter and Callum, both of whom are noticeably larger and burlier than Terrence and her.

Callum is bouncing from side to side on the balls of his feet, ready to get into the challenge. Peter is adopting a solemn pose, cracking his knuckles.

Jeff: Survivors ready? Go!

The two trios race out. Peter is the first to dive head first into the pit, creating a moderately large splash of mud. The others are quick to follow, plunging into the sticky brown goop.

Callum is guffawing as he lathers himself up with mud. Aisha is cringing with disgust as she coats her legs and arms with muck.

Jeff: The key thing to note here is figuring out the perfect strategy to get as much mud as you can back to your team’s bucket.

Erin is clogging her hair with clots of mud. Penny is squealing as she spreads mud around her legs, squishing around in the stuff like it’s water. Terrence is contorting his skinny frame in all sorts of awkward positions, rolling around in the mud and sinking deep in.

Jeff: However much mud you get to stick to your body will count, you just gotta get it back!

Callum is first out, looking like he has heaps of mud plastered on his skin and weighing down on his shoulders. Awkwardly, he climbs out of the pit, staggering drunkenly as he waddles over to one of the two buckets. He props his leg up on the edge of the bucket and begins to use his hands to scrape mud off his calves.

Jeff: The goal is to get as much mud as possible from the pit, on your body and into your bucket within ten minutes! It’s a sticky and smelly situation but the reward will be great. Think of the showering! Think of the food, being out at sea, feeling the wind blow through your hair!

Callum is now shoveling mud off his chests and biceps and plopping it into his bucket with a few satisfying ‘plop’s.

Jeff: Terrence is out of the mud, heading back! Erin has resurfaced! Penny right behind! Aisha getting out as well! Everyone’s getting out and running back!

Peter gets out of the pit and looks confused, seeing Callum. His confusion quickly turns to alarm.

Peter: Callum, that’s the wrong one!

Callum: What?

Peter: That’s the wrong bucket, you idiot, that’s theirs!

Callum: Huh? Are you serious?

Peter: Yes, get over here!

Callum: [censored] me.

Jeff: Callum just spent the last one and half minutes helping the other team.

Callum is awkwardly waddling back to his team, embarrassed and looking disoriented.

Erin: Thanks Callum!

Terrence, Erin and Penny pass him by, all looking like bog monsters, as they reach the bucket he was just at and begin shoveling mud off their bodies at breakneck speed.

Aisha is glaring daggers at Callum as he rejoins them. Peter is furiously wiping mud off his limbs.

Jeff: Callum’s mistake just gave the opposite team a headstart.

Callum: Lovely.

Aisha: Save the sarcasm and help!

Callum: Says the girl who’s barely got anything on her body!

Jeff: Aisha and Callum – arguing, again.

This clams them both up. Peter is clearly helping the trio out the most, heaping mud into their bucket, but it is not helped by Callum losing most of his mud to the other team and Aisha having hardly any to contribute.

Converged around the second bucket, Terrence and Erin are doing adequately well, and Penny is doing her best too. Their bucket is considerably twice as full as the other team.

Jeff: Terrence heading back for more mud! Erin right behind him, and so is Penny! The other team is lagging behind…

This goes on and on for ten minutes. Shots of the contestants running back and forth, slopping mud off their bodies and into their buckets follow. People are scrubbing mud out of their hair, off their legs and arms and stomachs and backs and necks.

Peter grunts as he shovels a large heap of mud off his upper arms and biceps.

Jeff: Erin, really squeezing mud out of her hair and into her bucket!

Only the whites of Erin’s eyes and teeth can be seen as she trots back to collect more mud, her skin caked with dry brown flakes.

Penny cringes, looking grossed out, but goes on. Aisha is struggling to do her very best but stumbles just getting out of the pit, looking exhausted, her chest heaving up and down with the very effort of moving back and forth.

Peter: We still got this, Callum.

Callum: I know.

Jeff: You’ve got two minutes left! You need to hustle!

Terrence scurries back, wrapping his arms around his body and swiping all the mud downwards into the bucket, sliding down inside it with a smooth and disgusting splash. Their bucket is filling up nicely. Callum, Peter and Aisha are right on their heels, and it is a close battle.

Jeff: Peter, trying to make a comeback!

Peter is hustling and bustling, basically carrying his team at this point.

Jeff: This is neck and neck…one minute left…

Over and over, the castaways throw themselves into the pit, drag their weary selves out and scrape mud off their bodies and into their buckets, all looking drained with the effort.

Jeff: Five…four…

Peter: Go! Go!

Everyone is getting whatever mud they still have on their bodies into their buckets for a last ditch attempt to make their bucket heavier than the others’.

Jeff: Three…

Penny: Eurgh.

Terrence laughs.

Erin: Whoo, boy.

Jeff: Two…

Aisha: Hurry!

Jeff: One. Everyone stop!

Jeff moves to weigh the buckets, as the castaways stand around awkwardly, all breathing heavily and looking absolutely disgusting. No longer fighting in the challenge, Callum is now laughing heartily and Peter joins in. Terrence cracks a smile.

Jeff: Alright, the team with the heavier bucket is…Erin, Penny and Terrence win reward!

Terrence cheers and throws his arms up, welcoming the girls in an embrace. Peter spits, glowering over at them. Callum shrugs sheepishly, and Aisha scowls.

Jeff: You three will be taken to a yacht where you will enjoy your reward of a nice hot meal out at sea. As for the rest of you, Aisha, Callum and Peter – got nothing for you, head back to camp.

The three of them grab their bags and leave, disgruntled. Penny leaps up and wraps her arms around Terrence again in a hug, looking delighted.

Jeff: The yacht will come to pick you guys up. Enjoy your reward.

The next time we see them, Terrence, Penny and Erin look to have recently washed the mud off their bodies, with their hair wet and sticking up and towels wrapped around their bodies, as they board the yacht and head to the back of the boat, where a small table is set up with food for them.

The sight is greeted with several ‘oohs’ and ‘wows’.

The three dig in and wolf down their meals. Eventually, Terrence forks another helping of pie into his mouth, looking up and getting ready to speak.

Terrence: So…[swallow]…I wanted to talk to you both.

Erin: I’m all ears.

Terrence scoops another forkful of food into his mouth, chewing and swallowing before replying.

Terrence: You know Peter’s coming after you, right?

Penny blinks, and Erin’s face is an unreadable mask.

Erin: Is he?

Terrence: Peter wants you gone. Point blank.

Erin: Was he going to take a shot at me last night?

Terrence: I don’t know for sure. But he came up to me earlier today and he was like…‘we have to take Erin out’. He wants to try and pull a fast one on you at the next tribal.

Erin: Peter is protected by his idol. He and Callum still share one. If one of them uses it at the next tribal…

Terrence: You don’t know which one of them will use it.

Penny: Peter’s impulsive. Would he really risk his neck for Callum? I bet he’d use it on himself.

Terrence: You want to bet your life in the game on that? He may be impulsive at times but he’s also very calculating.

Erin: I know that. And the idol they share was originally Callum’s idol.

Penny: Can’t we just…split the votes?

Erin: Neither of them can win the next immunity. It’s crucial that they’re both vulnerable.

Meanwhile, back at camp, the situation is much bleaker, and much less pleasant. The three living mud sculptures slowly wade out into shallow sea water to clean up, all looking like creatures risen from the bog.

Aisha: Ugh, I’m so dirty. This is putrid!

She begins furiously scrubbing at her arms, obviously annoyed.

Callum snorts, following her into the water, where the three of them dunk themselves in the sea and begin scraping and washing off the mud that is caked onto their bodies.

Callum: Hey, you know, you could always get down and dirty with me, if you know what I mean…

Aisha wrenches her neck around to face him, close to losing her cool.

Aisha: Oh my gosh, would you just shut your trap for one damn second already, Callum? Always, on and on and on, you never stop talking. And it’s always the stupidest crap that comes out of your mouth! I don’t care if you think it’s funny, it’s not! You can’t go around acting the way you do and think it’s okay!

Callum holds up his hands in mock surrender.

Callum: Hey, hey, chill, why don’t you? I don’t mean anything by it, I’m just messing around! Jeez, woman, don’t you know me by now?

Aisha: And how about the fact that you lost the challenge for us today? If it wasn’t for your mindless blunder, we three’d be sitting on a yacht right now!

Callum: Well, maybe it’s good we didn’t win today, because if I had to go out on a yacht with you, I’d probably jump off and drown myself!

Aisha: Not if I do it first.

Callum folds his arms.

Callum: Seriously, what is your problem with me? You’re always on my case for one thing or another-

Aisha: Are you seriously asking me that question? How about you take one good, hard look at yourself and the way you behave and then maybe the answer will come to you?

Callum: Me? What about you? What, do you think you’re a saint out here? An angel? No, you’re like the devil, stomping around camp with a stormy expression always on your face like you want to kill every guy that crosses your path? What, are you just a misandrist? You don’t like [censored] so you’re a [censored]?

Callum is getting heated and using exaggerated hand gestures. Aisha looks a little stumped that he is getting legitimately mad but is nowhere close to backing down.

Aisha: Oh, isn’t that rich, you accusing me of that when you and Peter are the biggest misogynists this whole season! Hell, you’re the biggest [censored] I’ve met my whole life!

Aisha storms off, trudging out of the sea and up the beach, heading off somewhere secluded to let off steam, as Callum and Peter stand knee-deep in the water, watching her go.

Callum turns to Peter, bewildered, and the latter simply shrugs in response.

Night 33
It is late at night. Erin, Penny and Terrence have already returned, and the six of them are sleeping in the shelter.

Out of the blue, Penny shivers, sneezing a little.

Terrence’s head pops up and he casts her a blurry-eyed, confused look.

Terrence: You alright?

Penny: I think I’ve caught a cold…

She shudders, drawing her flimsy jacket around her tightly. The wind is picking up, and it is starting to rain. A light drizzle is starting to set in.

Terrence: Here. Scoot on over.

She laughs, raising an eyebrow at him.

Terrence: For warmth. Do you want to or not?

Penny: Okay.

Aisha is now blinking herself awake, staring blearily over where the silhouettes of Terrence and Penny are wrapped around each other in the corner.

Aisha: [whisper] What are they doing?

Erin: [whisper] Cuddling. Snuggling. Whatever. She doesn’t need to snuggle with us, unless…well, unless you wanted her to.

Callum’s voice cuts through the steady pitter-patter of the rain.

Callum: [muffled] Wouldn't surprise me.

Aisha looks like she is refraining from giving him a solid kick up the arse.

Erin: She used to cuddle up with Elmer. Let her be.

Penny: [muffled] I’m still so cold…

She shudders violently, shivering.

Terrence: You can have my hoodie, if you like.

Penny: No…you’ll freeze…

Terrence: Come on. It’ll be fine. I think you’re coming down with something. You need it more than I do. There have been colder nights.

Erin peeks over.

Erin: Penny, honey, you alright?

Penny: Yeah, guys, sorry. Go back to sleep.

Terrence is already zipping off his hoodie, raising it to Penny like an offer, a cheeky eyebrow raised. Penny begrudgindgly takes it and wraps it around the pair of them. She leans over and puts her arm around him and he lets her.

Callum is blearily looking over, sleepy, but his grin is still visible in the darkness.

Day 34
The sun is rising, and the castaways are getting up for the day.

Terrence is pulling his buff off and over his eyes, blinking his tiredness away, as he slowly sits up, extracting himself from Penny’s grasp. She wakes, and smiles dazedly at him.

Penny: Thanks.

Terrence: No problem.

Penny: Listen, I don’t want you to go home next.

Terrence: [laughs] Well, that’s good, because I don’t want to go home next either.

Penny: It’s just…you know Peter’s idol is a problem.

Terrence: I know.

Penny: So how can we counter it?

Terrence: I think…Peter has to know that if he uses his idol tonight, he has to win the next challenge or he’ll go home the next day.

Penny looks down at her hands, twiddling her thumbs and moping around.

Penny: He cannot win.

Terrence nods his agreement.

Terrence: He has to lose.

Penny: And if he does? If he plays his idol?

Terrence: Me or Erin goes home.

Penny: I’m not even in that equation, am I? Do you think I have no shot at winning?

Terrence: Penny, c’mon…

Penny: What? I’m just asking… Unless you can’t answer me…?

Terrence stutters a little.

Terrence: I think…I think you’d probably beat…Aisha…and maybe Callum.

Penny is silent, absorbing this information.

Terrence: Peter is playing a very aggressive game, and it needs to be snuffed out, right now.

Penny shrugs listlessly.

Penny: I just don’t know how we’re going to work around the whole ‘idol’ issue.

Terrence: Maybe…if he believes Erin is definitely going home. Perhaps you should pretend to be on board with it?

Penny: Peter and I hardly talk. I don’t think he believes a word I say or even respects me as a player.

Terrence: I need you here, Penny.

Penny: Well, I need you too! You have to work with me here!

Terrence: I am. Do you think he trusts me?

Penny: I think he’s using you, is what I think.

Terrence: I think so too. That’s why I don’t want to work with him. I want to work with you, and the girls, to get rid of him and Callum once and for all.

Penny: Callum can’t win.

Terrence: You’re saying I can?

Penny bites her lip.

Penny: Well…I mean…I’d vote for you…that was meant to be a compliment.

Terrence: Thanks…I guess. My point is, let’s just get Peter out of here. And then…I want to make a deal with you girls that…we go to the Final Four, and then we just battle it out from there.

Cut to…another challenge!

Jeff: Come on in, guys!

The tribe enters the challenge arena, pumped and ready to go. Terrence casts a sidelong glance at Peter, who has his hands on his hips, surveying the challenge confidently.

Jeff: First things first, Erin, I’ll take it back.

She saunters up to him, and he takes the necklace back.

Jeff: Immunity is back up for grabs! For today’s challenge, you will be balancing two poles on the back of your hands against an overhead board. If you lower your hands even slightly, the poles will drop, and you’re out of the challenge. Last person left standing wins immunity, guaranteed a spot in the Final Five. Losers, tribal council, somebody going home. Take your spots, and we’ll get started.

Soon, everyone has taken up their positions. Erin turns to look at Terrence, and he gives her a meaningful look. Callum looks up. Penny is serious, and nods at Aisha.

Jeff: For a shot at the Final Five…everyone looks ready. And this challenge…is on.

The six castaways stand, with their arms outstretched to their sides, balancing their poles precariously on the backs of their hands.

Jeff: Everyone looking steady so far…you just need to find a balance and stick to it.

Callum grimaces, trying to adjust his position, and settling back down again, breathing in and out slowly.

Jeff: This challenge is all about focus and concentration. If you drift and lose sight of what you’re doing for even a split second, your poles may drop. The poles are deceptively light and will thus be easier to fall to the side.

Aisha closes her eyes, and is breathing in and out through her mouth, trying to stay calm and collected. Peter is relaxed almost, cricking his neck almost lazily. Penny glances over to him warily.

Terrence is squinting, trying to blink the sweat that is dripping down into his eyes.

Jeff: It is a hot day today…would you rather it be raining or sweltering?

Erin: How about neither?

Without warning, Aisha’s leftmost pole tips to the left and she cannot recover, dropping both, looking resigned.

Jeff: And just like that, a few minutes into the challenge, we have our first casualty. Aisha, is out. No shot at immunity. We are down to five.

Aisha takes a seat, wrapping her arms around her knees and watching the others, looking pissed. Callum allows himself a subtle smirk.

Jeff: You have to maintain upward pressure against that board…or you will drop those poles.

Peter’s mouth twitches, his eyes darting around to observe his competitors.

Penny is leaning back a little, gazing up at the sky as the sun relentlessly beats down on everyone, shaking her head at the harsh and confusing weather.

Erin is muttering under her breath words of encouragement, gazing over to where Peter stands, solid and intimidating.

Jeff: It’s here we see how hard you’re willing to push for that title of Sole Survivor…

Sweat is dripping down into Peter’s beard. He growls, looking up at the overhead board as if it has done him a horrible injustice.

Out of the blue, Terrence’s head trembles and his pole is dancing all over the place, precariously pressed up against the edge of his board.

Jeff :Terrence, with a little bit of movement.

Peter glances over, hopeful. Erin is blinking rapidly, her breathing shallow, looking a nervous wreck.

Jeff: Terrence, trying to recover.

Terrence’s pole tips over backwards.

Jeff: Terrence is out. We are down to four.

Terrence shakes his head as he takes a seat, looking disappointed with himself.

Callum lurches back, as the tip of his pole starts to shuffle its way to the edge of the board.

Callum: No. Don’t.

Jeff: Callum, dangerously close to the edge, on the verge of dropping out…

Callum: That’s not going to happen…

He winces, trying to readjust, both his poles now slanting at a daunting angle.

Peter looks over, squinting. Erin purses her lips, watching as Callum struggles, the muscles in his upper arms rippling with the effort.

Jeff: Everyone else looks solid. Callum is the only one struggling…

Callum curses, and stops moving. His poles look stuck for now, but his arms and hands are positioned at an awkward and evidently uncomfortable position. He groans.

Jeff: Callum, one move away from losing this challenge…

And with that…

Peter’s pole tips to the right and falls right off. He looks over in wide-eyed surprise and cusses, spitting at his feet.

Jeff: Oh! And with that, Peter – is out of the running.

Erin casts the grass a small thankful smile, trying to mask her relief. Peter takes a seat, looking grumpy. Callum is watching him, in clear discomfort, as he tries to support his poles.

Jeff: We could be here a while…

The sun continues its merciless attack, and the sky begins to fill with more clouds. The wind picks up a little, but everyone is still sweating.

Terrence is leaning back on his hands, watching the others compete.

Penny has her arms spread out by her sides, her shoulders upright and her back stiff as she keeps her poles up with grace. Erin too is looking in good shape. Callum still looks incredibly awkward and is fighting the pain. Peter is watching, rooting his pal on.

Jeff: You have been out here for almost thirty minutes. The heat and the discomfort is no joke, but you’ve got to push through if you want to be confirmed safe.

Callum’s pole is moving again.

Jeff: Callum, in trouble yet again.

His second pole now is teetering as well. His head swivels back and forth, looking between his two poles, frantic.

Jeff: Callum, trying to recover.

The agony in his eyes is shown as he raises his aching hands, trying to arrange his poles in a better spot, but to no avail, as first one, then the other pole, both fall off and to the floor.

Jeff: Just like that, Callum is out. It is down to two girls: Erin and Penny.

Penny doesn’t meet Erin’s eyes. Erin is looking over, imploringly, but Penny is pushing through.

Erin gulps, baring her teeth as she tries to maintain her composure.

Jeff: We just keep going until one girl can go on no longer.

The challenge drags on…the skies return to clearing up…time passes by at a snail’s pace.

Aisha is resting her head on her hand, looking tired and bored. Callum is plucking grass out and tossing them over his shoulders. Terrence is leaning against his pole, shaking his legs. Peter whistles obnoxiously.

Jeff: We are close to hitting an hour out here…

Penny’s pole starts to waver.

Jeff: Penny, with a bit of movement.

Penny adjusts slowly, keeping her pole as straight as she can.

Jeff: She is back in it.

Erin now with a slight adjustment.

Both girls look worn out, but neither is giving up.

Jeff: Erin, with a bit of movement. Penny, with movement again. Both struggling to get their poles under control!

Erin has her arms out, shaking, as she keeps the pressure against the board, her whole body aching with the tension. Penny is biting her lip, looking pale and trembling, not wanting to give up though her whole body is begging her to.

And at long last, Erin’s pole tips sideways. She tries to stop it but cannot save her pole from falling to the floor.

Jeff: And she does it. Penny, wins immunity! Safe at tonight’s tribal council and guaranteed a spot at the Final Five!

Penny cheers, dropping her poles and massaging her arms, as Aisha hops over for a brief congratulatory hug. Terrence too pats her on the back. Erin staggers over to join the ecstatic celebration, hugging Penny and shaking her hand.

Jeff: Penny, good job, come on over.

Penny bounces over, looking pleased with herself, as Jeff puts the immunity necklace around her neck.

Jeff: Penny, safe at tonight’s tribal council, where for one of you – Callum, Peter, Aisha, Terrence and Erin – after 34 long days in the Cayman Islands, it’ll be as far as you’ll go, and one of you will be going home tonight. Grab your stuff, head back to camp, I’ll see you at tribal. Congrats.

He pats Penny on the shoulder, and everyone gets ready to go. Peter is already on his way, walking off.

The tribe returns to camp. Erin and Terrence are still congratulating Penny.

Erin: Congrats, baby.

Terrence: Yeah, good job, Penny.

Penny is glowing with pride.

Penny: That was a fun challenge! [laughs]

Callum: It was a grueling one, I’d say.

Erin sets her belongings down and leads the girls away.

Erin: Okay, we need to talk.

Aisha: Can we just please, please, please send Callum home? Please?

Erin: I think Peter needs to go.

Aisha sighs.

Erin: I’m sorry, I know you don’t like Callum, but Peter is the bigger threat. We need to use Terrence’s vote to flush his idol. If they keep their idol to next tribal and one of them wins immunity, they’ll both be safe and I’m going home. We have to get rid of him or his idol tonight.

Penny: Terrence will work with us. He doesn’t trust or like the boys either.

Aisha: He’d better.

Terrence is laying back in the shelter, watching with narrowed eyes as Peter and Callum walk around camp.

Peter checks to see if the coast is clear before beckoning to Terrence.

Peter: [whisper] Are you still good with tonight’s plan?

Terrence shrugs.

Terrence: Yeah, I’m down.

Peter sits down next to him.

Peter: I know we’ve had our differences in the past. I know I can be a bit of a [censored].

Terrence and Callum laugh.

Peter: But, you know, maybe it would benefit you to go to the end with a couple of [censored]. No one likes, no one’s going to vote for either of us no matter how hard we play. So why not just come with us and we’ll go to the end and have an all-male Final Three?

Terrence: I just feel like…often, I’ve been pressed up against the wall a lot in this game. It’s not easy to have to think these things through, especially now with no one else I can truly trust and talk my thoughts out with.

Peter: You can talk about them with us.

Terrence sighs.

Terrence: I just feel that…once Erin goes, I’ll be next.

Peter: Even if you don’t take Erin out, you’ll still be next. Those three girls together are deadly.

Terrence: Well, then, we should’ve taken Penny out last time!

Peter: I didn’t see you complaining when you were laying with her all of last night.

Callum: Yeah man, you got lucky. Me and Peter – we’ve got no one to snuggle with.

Terrence: We’re getting off topic. Listen, I feel like…I want to know that our deal is legit. If Erin goes…will you keep me, over Aisha and Penny?

Peter: I can promise you that…we’ll take Penny out after Erin.

Terrence: But not Aisha?

Peter: We can fight it out, every man for himself, at the Final Four. You’ve got a good shot there, you have to know that. Aisha can’t win a challenge to save her life.

Callum: And neither can I.

Peter: Thanks for saying that so I didn’t have to.

Callum: I got your back. No, but, I know I’ve been performing badly. Memory, endurance, balance…all these kinds of challenges are not my forte. I want to get physical. Running, jumping, climbing, those are the challenges I like.

Peter: But if Erin goes, I promise you that…I will repay your loyalty and we can take out Penny. She may not be a strategic mastermind but she has been sweet and nice to everyone on the jury.

Terrence is contemplating this.

Peter: But first, you have to work with us to get rid of Erin, because she has had too tight a hold on Penny and Aisha and they will carry her to the end if we don’t strike tonight. That’s the only reason why she has to go. And, she’s been winning her fair share of challenges!

Terrence is thinking.

Peter: Do the girls believe you’ve got their back?

He shrugs.

Terrence: They trust me, I think.

Peter: I just feel that Erin is starting to gain more power. I wanted to take her out last tribal, I really did. Not Penny. She’s not safe tonight so it’s the perfect time to send her on her way. She has no allegiance to you, Terrence.

Callum is nodding in affirmation.

Peter: I don’t want to use my idol tonight. As a show of trust, I’m telling you that…I trust you, tonight. I will not play my idol because I’m throwing you a bone here. The girls are going to split the votes because they won’t risk rocks or an idol being played. That’s your cue to flip to us and Erin can’t wriggle her way out of it.

Terrence: Let me think it over. I…I need to consider all of it.

Peter: Alright, T. We’ll give you some space, man.

He pats Terrence and gets up to leave, taking Callum with him.

Callum: He is really conflicted.

Peter: He should be.

Callum: You know, he thinks you’re a threat.

Peter: Good. Because I am.

Callum: You’ve really thought this through, huh?

Peter: I think about the game every day and every night, thinking through every one of my moves.

Callum: Do you really still think Erin has to go over him?

Peter: Terrence? Yeah. He was never as much of a threat as Elmer and Oberon, and even now, Erin is a better player than he is. He’ll do what we say. I think we’ve convinced him.

Callum: I hope so. I trust you with the idol. But we need to figure out how to, you know, use it right.

Peter: We should talk about our dear Erin. I think Brett is pissed at her, but Erin has Mitzi’s vote, and potentially Oberon’s and Elmer’s too. Terrence would not get Mitzi’s vote. There’s no way in hell Mitzi is voting for Terrence.

Peter: Terrence…may or may not get more votes than Erin would.

Callum: Right now, he believes that we’re going after Erin. We could just turn around and backstab him.

Peter: The girls will take us out, one after the other.

Callum: Frikkin’ Aisha. She follows Erin like a puppy dog. First it was Mitzi and now Erin.

Callum turns to Peter.

Callum: I’m trusting you with my idol. It should’ve been yours to begin with, you were the one who persuaded me to get my lazy ass up and go searching for it back on Las Tortugas. This is a sign of friendship.

Peter waves it off.

Peter: Oh, stop.

Callum: No matter how much Aisha detests me, I think Erin is going to target you. So you hold onto it and if you really feel like you’re in danger and you can’t trust Terrence, then use it and save yourself.

Peter: If I use it tonight, then at our next tribal, we’ll both be vulnerable. Penny and Aisha will team up with Erin or Terrence to send one of us home. We need this idol for the future.

Callum: There’s no point in wasting it either, is there?

Peter sighs heavily.

Penny scoots up to Terrence in the shelter. Erin slumps down next to her.

Penny: We were thinking…of splitting the votes between Peter and Callum, to negate an idol.

Terrence has his head in his hands, massaging his temples.

Terrence: Yeah?

Erin: Yes. And if Peter plays an idol, Callum goes home, and vice versa. But the main target is Peter.

Penny: He has to go. He’s been…way too alpha and way too…untrustworthy, for far too long.

Erin: He’s playing this game like a snake. He’s gotta go.

The scene changes to a familiar setting: Tribal Council. The remaining six castaways arrive, all looking beaten down.

Jeff: We’ll now bring in the members of our jury. Darnell, Ingrid, Mitzi, Brett, Oberon and Elmer, voted out at the last tribal council.

Elmer arrives, dressed in a white hoodie and khaki shorts. Penny looks both sad and happy to see him, but proud to show him her immunity necklace. Terrence looks over wistfully at his friends.

Jeff: So, after 34 days out here – it has come down to this. We are left with 6 of you. The end has never been closer and at this stage in the game, are people starting to think about who they want to sit next to?

Peter: Um…I know I have. I’m sure it’s a topic that’s on everyone’s mind.

Jeff: Is it a matter of who you think you can beat, or does loyalty come into play?

Peter: Well, I really only have one true ally left in this game.

Callum looks up.

Peter: And it’s us two against the world, but anything can happen.

Erin casts him a wary glance.

Jeff: Penny, you got two votes last tribal. Did that alarm you? What was the aftermath of that?

Penny: I didn’t…expect to see my name come up. But I’m willing to look past it and set my sights on the future. Besides, I’m safe tonight, so I can breathe easy no matter how this vote goes.

Jeff: Callum, you still have one idol left, and everyone knows you have it.

Erin: It’s more likely…that Peter has it.

Peter raises an eyebrow.

Jeff: So even though it’s Callum’s idol, Peter’s the one who owns it?

Erin: That’s…just the way everybody sees it.

Callum stares into space solemnly.

Jeff: Terrence, you were very open about the fact that you have been on the bottom for some time now.

Terrence laughs.

Terrence: Yeah, and I still am.

Jeff: And with no real solid alliances left, do you think you’re in the hot seat tonight?

Terrence: I…have been told various stories. And maybe I’m being lied to. I don’t know anymore so I’m just deciding to go with my gut and do what it tells me to do tonight. If I survive yet again, then hooray for that. I’m the cockroach that refuses to be squished.

Oberon is chewing on the inside of his cheek, worried.

Jeff: So, just a show of hands, who thinks they’re in trouble tonight?

Everyone except Penny and Aisha raise their hands.

Jeff: Erin, why do you think you’re in trouble?

Erin: I found out that last tribal, Elmer was actually trying to take a shot at me.

Elmer looks away from his spot on the jury.

Erin: And if I hadn’t won immunity, I would probably be sitting over there where he is. So I feel more vulnerable than ever tonight.

Jeff: Everyone has a plan tonight that they hope will come to fruition. But how do you make sure that your plan works out for you?

Erin: I can only just…trust in the people who I’ve spoken to, the people to whom I’ve sold my pitch. There are plenty of reasons to keep me as well as get rid of me right now but I’m hoping that…my sincerity…will come through for me and that…tonight, things will go my way.

Terrence meets Peter’s eyes. Peter nods empathetically.

Jeff: Alright, it is time to vote. Penny, you’re up.

Penny gets up to vote. Peter swallows, sitting up straighter, looking at Erin, who turns away from him.

Erin heads up to vote.

She is seen writing down Callum’s name slowly, as if arguing with herself. Callum is kicking back, grinning at Brett on the jury, looking nonchalant and unconcerned.

Peter heads up to vote, cracking his knuckles.

Terrence has his fingers intertwined, looking at the floor, lost in his own thoughts.

Terrence returns from the voting booth and takes his seat.

Jeff: I’ll go tally the votes.

He leaves. Peter’s leg is bouncing up and down, as he tries to stay cool. Callum is smirking. Erin looks pale and nervous. Terrence takes this all in, and looks away.

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

Everyone is turning to look at Peter and Callum, side by side.

Callum looks up at Peter.

Peter is clearly tossing the idea around in his hand. Looking more resolved, he does not get up from his seat.

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.

Erin sweeps her long hair out of her face, readjusting her hat. Penny looks at her in worry, her immunity necklace prominent. Terrence bites his lip, anticipating the votes.

Jeff: First vote…Callum.

Callum nods.

Jeff: Peter.

Peter shrugs. Brett is looking back and forth between Peter and Erin.

Jeff: Erin. One vote for Peter, Callum and Erin.

Erin inhales sharply.

Jeff: Erin. That’s two votes Erin.

Erin bites her lip, worried. Penny is chewing on her fingernails.

Jeff: Peter. We are tied. Two votes Peter, two votes Erin, one vote Callum, one vote left.

Peter turns to look at Terrence. Terrence avoids his eyes. Erin watches as Probst unveils the final vote.

Jeff: Thirteenth person voted out and the seventh member of our jury…

Aisha closes her eyes.

Jeff: Peter.

Peter is taken aback. Erin releases a breath she’d been holding in, grasping Penny’s hand in her own, looking shaky, her eyes shining.

Peter: What the [censored]-

Jeff: You need to bring me your torch.

Peter: I had a damn idol right in my pocket too!

Aisha is beside herself with laughter as Peter gets up to go.

Callum looks upset.

Callum: I’m sorry man.

Peter: It’s fine.

He leaves. Aisha is laughing behind her hands. Erin turns to Terrence and nods her thanks, looking grateful. Terrence nods back, and Penny shares a tentative smile with him. Terrence looks at Callum, who is shaking his head at him.

Elmer is grinning on the sidelines. Oberon looks pleased to see Terrence survive another vote.

Brett does not look happy.

Jeff: Peter…

Peter slams his torch down.

Jeff: Your tribe has spoken. [snuffs torch]

Peter scowls and leaves. Erin smiles nervously. Penny’s eyes are sparkling. Callum is running a hand through his hair, looking sheepish, and alone. Terrence turns to share a look with Oberon.

Jeff: Well, it has been a long and hard fought journey, with idols played and idols flushed, but now, we are down to just five. Three of you will make it to the final tribal council where you will plead your case to the jury as to why you should be the one deserving of the title of Sole Survivor; two of you will become the eight and ninth members of our jury respectively. I can’t wait to watch things unfold in the remaining few days. Grab your stuff and head back to camp. Goodnight.

Next Time on Survivor...

 * After 34 tough days out in the Cayman Islands, it has come down to five castaways left in the game...


 * Erin - since losing her ally Mitzi, she has stepped up as the new leader of the Girls' Alliance, and has led her two closest allies, Penny and Aisha, this far, winning her fair share of challenges and participating in her fair share of big moves. But with the tribe getting smaller in number, and with less space to hide, will she manage to make it to the end or will she finally be taken out for good?

Callum: Erin is the biggest threat in the game right now. Come on, bro!

Terrence: I know she is.


 * Penny - she has gone through this game wearing her heart on her sleeve, forming close friendships with the girls and close relationships with the boys. She has made her fair share of both enemies and friends on the jury, but will she be recognized for the threat she poses, and will she be respected for the game she has played if she gets to the end?

Terrence: You have to play to win, Penny.

Penny: I am, Terrence!

Terrence: We can do this, together.


 * Aisha - underestimated by many, she has managed to stay on the right side of the votes by aligning herself with stronger players and meat shields, and judging by her feisty personality and fiery character, she is not one to mess with. Still with a hidden idol in her pocket, Aisha has plenty of tricks left up her sleeve, but will her game blow up in her face?

Callum: Who would've thought we'd both still be here after last night?

Aisha: Just don't talk to me, Callum. I don't even want to hear from you.


 * Terrence - for weeks, he has been the underdog, with his back pressed up against the wall, seeing multiple allies get voted out before him, one after the other. Having survived votes by the skin of his teeth, fighting within the minority to get movement, he has plenty of friends on the jury rooting for him, and has been working from the bottom in the game for a long time. Will his luck continue or will it finally run out?

Terrence: I just hope that we can honor our deal that Callum goes home first.

Erin: I think that there are a lot of people on the jury who like you and want you to win.


 * Callum - the self-proclaimed bad boy has been the carefree loudmouth of the tribe since the game first started, which has both endeared him to others as well as annoy them. But in spite of it all, he has played the game in such a way that it has kept him safe to this point, and he is willing to play as dirty and as nasty as need be to get to the end and avenge his ally Peter. Will he finally be stopped or will he see his reign of chaos through to success?

Callum: It was a stupid move. I'm avenging Peter.

Terrence and Erin share a look. Aisha rolls her eyes.

Callum: I just...can't, with you right now. I just can't even deal...


 * It all comes down to an electrifying conclusion in the 2-hour season finale, where one of these five will take home the million dollar prize and the title of Sole Survivor!

Life at Ponderosa #7
Life at Ponderosa #7: Peter

Peter is tossing a cookie up in the air and catching it in his mouth, laying back on a couch, Brett and Oberon talking in the background at the breakfast table.

Peter: ‘Sup. This is Peter Kane from Survivor and this is my Ponderosa.

Peter is shown having his torch snuffed, and the camera follows him as he walks off into the night.

Peter is taking out Callum’s idol, and putting it around his neck, showing it off.

Peter: Lookie here! A lot of good this stupid thing did.

He spits on the floor as he walks.

Peter: I think, apart from this moment in the game, I played really strong and really aggressively. Before Brett went home, I stuck to his shadow a lot. I let him do the dirty work, even though it was always in the back of my mind that…my plan was to send him home before we got too close to the end. But when he left, I had no choice but to step up and…try and play the game harder and tougher.

He shrugs.

Peter: Perhaps me showing off my idols the night Oberon left was a mistake. And obviously I should’ve used one tonight, and not trusted Terrence.

He shakes his head.

Peter: Terrence…that [censored] boy…what a [censored] liar.

He scoffs.

Peter: I think my downfall was me underestimating him. A lot of people underestimated Terrence, and that’s how he’s gotten this far. I underestimated him, I thought he would be easy to sway. Erin was the only one who took him seriously, so look how that played out.

He sighs.

Peter: Erin is running the show right now. She’s had no choice but to step up, with people like Mitzi and Brett and Elmer out of the picture. She is being set up to win, and it…it just pisses me off.

He hops onto the truck, slumping down in a seat. The truck starts to drive.

Peter: Callum still has a chance. I think Erin will take Terrence out because she’s always wanted him out, Erin has always said Terrence was a secret threat to her. And even if Penny and Terrence have some hanky panky going on, Penny will vote him out. But if Erin decides to pay him back for tonight, Callum and I will be reunited a lot sooner than he thinks.

He kicks his legs up on the opposite bench.

Peter: Obviously, if Callum makes it to the end, he gets my vote no matter what. Like, it’s no contest. That’s the beauty of friendship.

Peter groans.

Peter: I’m so [censored] annoyed I didn’t play my idol!

He hangs his head in shame.

Peter: I really don’t want to talk about it…[laughs]…I’m really…embarrassed, I guess. I don’t want to think about what just happened…ugh, I really don’t. I just want to…bury myself. Or get wasted, one of the two.

He brightens up.

Peter: Hey, at least I’ll get to meet Brett again. Along with Elmer, and Oberon, and Ingrid…that’ll be a treat.

Peter arrives at Ponderosa, and at the entrance, Brett is waiting with a bottle of beer in his hand, ready to welcome Peter. Darnell is not too far behind.

Peter: Yo!

Brett steps over and gives Peter a one-armed hug.

Brett: What’s up, man? It’s good to see you.

Peter: It’s good to see you too. Wish it was under better circumstances.

The two laugh. Darnell comes up and extends a hand for Peter to shake.

Darnell: Peter, nice to meet you.

Peter: You too. Hm, is this the grand welcome wagon? Seems pretty small, if you ask me.

"fanfic"

- Peter was just…so abrasive and acerbic during his time in the game. It’s just…no one really wanted to…have to deal with him. He wasn’t very well-liked and so here, he wasn’t well-received.

Peter walks inside, where he sees the buffet table laden with food. Darnell leaves to join Ingrid, Mitzi and Oberon at a chess table.

Brett is pointing out the different foods to Peter.

Elmer walks up to them.

Elmer: Hey, Pete.

Peter: Elmer.

The two slap hands.

Peter: Bit of a stony reception, huh?

Elmer: It could always be worse.

Brett: You should go freshen up. I’ll show you your room.

Peter is tossing his items on the bed, including his wasted idol, still looking spiteful. He is flexing and checking himself out in the mirror, as Brett takes a sip of beer.

Peter: I look awful.

Brett: Yeah, we all do.

Peter: Nah, you’re wearing clean clothes. I’m going to get dressed.

Peter later joins the others for dinner, though Ingrid is making a point to ignore him.

Mitzi: So do you still have your wasted idol?

Peter: I do, actually. I don’t want to remember it. [laughs] It’s just…painful.

Darnell: So…we have our Final Five.

Brett: If they’re smart, they’ll take out Erin.

Oberon: I’m just glad Terrence is hanging on in there.

Elmer: There’s no way Terrence and Callum aren’t the next two boots, not with those three girls running the game.

Peter: By ‘those three girls’, you mean ‘Erin’.

Mitzi: Don’t discount Penny, she’s playing a social game.

Ingrid: And Aisha?

Mitzi: I like her but I’ll decline to comment.

Brett: I guess it all depends on who wins immunity, huh?

Darnell: I’ve already got my questions planned. Thank goodness I know four out of five of them.

The next morning dawns at Ponderosa, and Peter is digging into a hamburger, as Brett sits next to him.

Brett: Ingrid still holds a grudge.

Peter: I know she does. She’s gotta let it go. A lot of crazy ish happens in the game. I mean, she forgave Mitzi? I’m just glad we didn’t start out on the same beach because she would’ve driven me nuts.

Brett: She’s just…a little…prudish, I guess. She says she’s going to write a book and base an antagonist on you.

Peter: She said that? Well, I’ll expect my royalty payments in the mail.

The scene changes to that of the guys playing basketball in the court. Ingrid is tanning in the pool, and Mitzi is flipping through a magazine, sipping lemonade.

Peter takes a break from the game, looking hot and sweaty.

He takes a seat in the porch, hidden in the shade.

Peter: So, yeah, I’m upset to no longer be in the game, but, it’s whatever. I feel glad to be on the jury. I played idols, and I also wasted them, so it’s come full circle. I definitely played harder than anyone else out here, and no one can take that away from me.

He shrugs.

Peter: I hope that I put on a good show, and I know that I’ll be back someday and I’ll finish what I started. Maybe next time I won’t be universally hated.

Author's Notes

 * The episode title was said by Terrence.