The Cootes and the Pollards arrive at a Product Placement gas station, and the rivalry heats up. Meanwhile, Amie has taken her stupid hat to new levels, as it now appears to be duct taped in place on her head. While both families fill their tanks and pretend not to hate each other, Amie shows her hat off. Keith says he really likes her hat, so ha! Then Amie totally lies that she has nothing personal against the Cootes, but her family needs to beat them to get in the final two.

Oh, shit. It's another T.G.I. Friday's commercial. I am not paid to write about ads for T.G.I. Friday's so I will not recap this except to say that the Cootes sit together as a family while the DiSalvatores and the Pollards sit with the kids at one booth and the adults in the other and think the Cootes are being snobby. Then why not invite them to sit with you, Amie? It's not like there's any room for anyone extra in the booths. Also, Amie says that the Cootes deliberately withhold food from their children on competition days. Yeah, no shit they do! No one wants a belly full of nasty greasy restaurant food when you've got to move and think. Amie seems to think that when it comes to food, too much is never enough. And that's why people in this country are fat.

Epic music plays as the Pollards and the Cootes head for the End-of-the-Road challenge. And then there's a commercial.

Back from commercial, they're still on the way to the challenge. Jennifer tries to pretend that her family has nothing against the Pollards, but Jake says they're their "biggest enemies." She thinks the Pollard kids are quitters, and Keith says his nine-year-old could take their eighteen-year-old any day. "Seventeen," Jennifer corrects him. "He'll be eighteen shortly," Keith says. Conversations like these are why we don't spend much time with the Cootes. Finally, the RVs arrive at Soggy Dry Lake. The DiSalvatores are looking forward to watching instead of competing for a change, and Mason predicts the team that wins will be the one that isn't worried -- and the Cootes are worried.