As the Green Team heads into the vault, Craig announces the fallout from the Mr. Boston freakout. He explains that because things got physical and out of control last week, Craig is now going to be locked into the vault with the team. Lucky Craig! He will be the only person to touch the checks and the only one to put them into The Box. Look at Vh1 getting all in loco parentis on us. Brandi C. volunteers to go in The Box because she was second to last, but feels like she is safe, what with all that whipped topping she licked off of Toastee. Unsurprisingly the team then votes Destiney into The Box. The third name in The Box is Real's. In the words of Chance, he soldiered up. If Toastee was smart, she would definitely get rid of Real, but I guess that is the question: Is Toastee smart? The Gold Team is called in and the results are announced. The Entertainer tells us that he is going to blow up the house if Destiney is sent home. Maybe Craig will move into the house next week because of that threat? He looks like a guy who knows how to party Joe Francis style.

On the Power Outing, the minivan drops Brandi, Destiney, Toastee, and Real out in the woods with only a matchstick, a Bowie knife, and each other. Or that's what it seems like from their reaction to being dropped at a trailhead 50 feet from the beach. Fifty feet people, think your livers can make it? They are going snorkeling, which does not lend itself to talking out the issues, but sure looks like fun! Except for Destiney who is too sad. They don their masks, snorkels, and life preservers and gawkily walk to the water. Real spots a shark, soldiers up, and dog paddles back to shore in doubletime. Entertainingly, he doesn't tell the girls about the sharks. I guess soldiers know good strategy when it bites their little toes. He then gets a splinter and complains about it a lot, which does not seem very soldiery at all. Seriously, Real, if Brandi C. is mocking your splinter you know you should shut it.