Sunrise. No one knows what continent they are on. No one has any more clues. They eat their meals-in-a-bag, pack up, and head out to walk some more. Pant puff puff. Lando and Calrissian see a campground and head over. Calrissian suggests that, if there are people there with info that can help them, they should bribe these purported people into not helping anyone else with this so-called information. Lando doesn't want to play that way. Isn't he great? Isn't my boyfriend great? Calrissian asks whether Lando played sports in school, and isn't he competitive? Yes he did, and he is, but he "doesn't want to push someone off [to] the sidelines just to make that score." Aw. Lando. Calrissian says that this isn't like playing football in Kansas. Oh, but it is. Tami and Celeste -- The Blondes -- see the campground and head toward it, way, waaay behind Lando and Calrissian.
No one is at the campground. Calrissian wipes her brow. The Blondes find a cigarette pack and think they are either in Greece or Turkey. Tami asks Celeste whether she was in a sorority, and that she should read the pack. Then she cackles. Yeah, sororities usually have Greek names, but the girls? Rarely read Greek.
Harvey Whinerstein and Courtland Place head off, way, way, waaay behind everyone else. They say they're going to "time their packing better next time." Oh, is that what you call it?
Lando and Calrissian scamper by The Blondes as if they got info from someone. The Blondes nastily sing-song, "I know what country we're in!" No, they don't. Beez-notches. They pick up more trash to try to decipher the language.
A motorcycle buzzes past Harvey and Courtland. They wave frantically, but he doesn't stop. He does stop briefly for Lando and Calrissian, but then buzzes by. Aw! Harvey and Courtland blather on that human contact will be an important next step in winning. Yeah. But many people are turned off by outgoing natures, and by Americans in general. Sure. They are disagreeing. Okay.