So MayorSteve announces that it's time. and the first team, Rosemary and James, get on the lift. "Aw Jim, I don't want to do this," says MamaJames, tripping out. For some reason James is wearing a nametag that reads, "Msaada." Will the visual enigmas in this show ever stop? So James, who remember was supposedly so afraid of heights in the first episode, is now trying to calm his mother, who keeps saying how much she does not want to do this. The lift keeps raising and we see that they are strapped together, so that mother and son will plummet to the earth a mere inches apart. It's kinda creepy, when you think about it. Rosemary keeps swearing and nearly crying and telling James to "shut up." At the top, she makes "Jim" wait and not leave until she's ready. She's really terrified, but she goes and they drop backwards, almost immediately being yanked back up by the cord. The kids get one more point. James goes floaty: "Your mother, your first eighteen years, holds you and kinda tells you that it's going to be okay. And then, this is one of the first times I remember myself holding my mom and, you know, she being scared and me being brave and, uh, telling her it's going to be all right." This is kind of sweet, and it is also the most words in a row James has ever gotten out without a single "dude." You know the "dude" count is going to be way low with the parents around. After the jump, James's mom says she's glad she got the chance to jump with her son. "Making a memory…that's what life is all about." For the last nine weeks, I've been making a memory, of this show. A memory that will no doubt haunt me for the rest of my days. I can imagine running into Theo or James in a Starbucks one day and just decking them for the hours of misery. And would you really blame me?