Sitch leaves, and everyone is laughing because they'd be crying otherwise. Ronnie can't believe the fact that it might hurt someone's feelings when you call him a terrorist. Imagine that! Downstairs, Sitch barges into Snooki's confessional session, still in the throes of his total mental breakdown. He thinks he's done everything he can, and yet he is still talk-talk-talking. Snooki continues to advise/goad him to have it out with the roommates. She takes the middle school guidance counselor approach and tells him to lead every sentence with "I feel." Of course, she also encourages him to end every sentence with "What the fuck is going on?" Which is pretty much how I imagine guido middle school counselors guide their charges. Sitch admits that he's all or nothing when it comes to his treatment of others, and he's going to go back to being all nasty all the time. He dates himself by telling Snooki, "Press star-6-9 because I just want to rewind the phone call that you just started." It makes no sense, sure, but hey there 1997!

Sitch redubs himself The Confrontation and heads downstairs for the fight of the century. He finds the boys in the living room and starts to have a heart to heart with them. Pauly is confused, Ronnie is impassive as ever, and the Meatballs are popping popcorn in anticipation of the show. Sitch gets all weepy girly and is all, "Are you maaaaad at me?" Pauly denies anything is wrong and interviews that he thinks Sitch is just overly emotional from drinking. Snooki is frustrated that the fireworks fizzled before the big show.