So now Jonathan gets to show them what they would have won if they'd finished in time. The first option is a crate full of paint -- bright green, red, yellow, and blue, along with brushes and rollers and pans, so they could have painted the town. I'm sure the Santa Fe Historical Society would have loved that. Option number two? An all-night block party, as represented by a disco in a crate; balloons, disco ball, sound system, popcorn, the works. Everything but beer and ecstasy. Blaine dances a little anyway, and then everyone heads back into town empty-handed. Zach interviews that after being denied the reward, the talent show is now more important than ever: "We need to have some fun in Bonanza City or this town will fail just like it did in the 1880s." I have a question. Did the original Bonanza City last for more than 40 days? Because no matter what, it seems to me like our kids are going to have a hard time lasting longer than that.
Late at night, Jared is still practicing his monologue in his long underwear and moon-boots, as you do. He's considering backing out of the talent show entirely if he can't get off-book in time. In the Green bunkhouse, the team is congratulating itself on attaining Upper Class in only 23 days. All hail the masters of mastication! But in another bunkhouse, one of their number, Savannah, is breaking down, telling Kennedy and Red's Mike (who is epically bored, although he does shift himself to mention that the Kentucky dinner was really good) that although she loves the people there, she really wants to go home.
It looks like the next morning, but I don't know how it's not Day 24, and how the talent show didn't already happen the day before. Jasmine (Red, 11, from Georgia), gets a line for the first time, saying that the talent show will bring some excitement. Kind of sad that her one line was that boring. The new jobs are in effect, because we see Taylor going through the bunkhouses collecting laundry now that Yellow are the Laborers for the first time. "Boys smelly poisoning all over it," she fusses awesomely at us, throwing garments willy-nilly into a laundry basket. One particularly mysterious item looks like some kind of leather harness or something. I have no idea. I'm sure it's Jared's. But how cool is it to see Taylor actually doing work? And if we can get more of those incoherent, verb-free rants from her in the process, that's just gravy.