So now everyone starts yelling. James says he doesn't care about her pathetic little affair, but goes on to say that it's ruined the group trust, and Kathryn hasn't done anything since the beginning of the trip and he wishes she would tell the truth. Theo chimes in, complaining that he's getting different stories from everyone and "things just don't match up." Holly, winning more of my respect with one line than she's earned in the whole season so far, says to Theo, "You're over here playing the gossip columnist." Theo tries to cover, saying that it is none of his business, but once again pulling that bullshit about having been asked to lie about it. I don't know, but I think Theo is more bothered by the race thing than anything else. Or he's just a damn busybody. He's like that lady who hangs out the window on 227, all up in everyone's shit. So everyone busts out with convoluted logic, trying to get Laterrian to spill the beans. Even Msaada urges James to lay out what he knows. James is the most heated here. Theo second. Holly says something about a family needing to tell the truth to each other, and Theo actually jumps up, he agrees so vehemently. He puts a few "dudes" on the table too, just in case the point has not been made. Now all six of them start talking at once, and I stick lit cigarettes in my ears in effort to block out the sound. "There was no oral sex. There was no (fucking)," says Kathryn. Now Laterrian says he'll "lay it out." Everyone agrees it's a good idea. I think a nap would be an even better idea, personally.
Honestly, this whole thing is stupid shit right here. This is a new low. This is like Rashomon -- everyone dissecting this one event over and over. Who cares? Okay, well, fine, I do a little bit. It's certainly more interesting than the running-from-the-law mission. Laterrian says that he laughs whenever people say they just kissed. James starts yelling, "Tell them what you told me!" James is all up in his shit. Damn, LT should bitch-slap him. A bunch of expletives are tossed around as James and Laterrian yell and the screechy-tense music is turned up and Kathryn rubs her forehead and we go to commercial.
We're back, with many different screens opening and closing like Windows98 crashing your Compaq. Theo yells, "Spit it, dude! Spit it!" Msaada asks James just what he thinks he knows. This is weird, though, because they keep showing little bits they've already showed in the argument. I guess B/M couldn't figure out a way to stretch a mission and a big fight into twenty-two minutes. Yeah, that's twenty-two whole minutes they'd have to try to fill. Fuck it -- why not just repeat footage? Who really cares anyway? Finally, Kathryn tells Laterrian -- well, and the four others -- that she wasn't going to have sex with him in that bathroom. Laterrian admits that he thought differently because his hands were "at [her] panties" when Theo knocked. Kathryn comes back with the lamest line, "And you know what, like, my thoughts were 'whoops.'" "Come true, dude!" says James, moving slots up on my Annoyance Ranking with every passing second. So Laterrian says that he had Kathryn's dress down and was taking off her panties when Theo knocked. "Yeah, I had my bra on " "No, your bra was off. Your bra was off." Kathryn thinks, "Oh. Yeah." Ha. Stupid-ass. (Dude, Kathryn and Reed are so over.)