The crowd claps and cheers, the Supernovices get to their feet, and as part of his acknowledgment, Chris gestures to Jill and Zayra to join him onstage. Amusingly, neither of them moves. Brooke tells as that when we come back, Supernova will decide which of the final three is finished. We can see them huddling in the background, and the next thing you know they're rock-paper-scissoring (although they're too far back to see who wins). The camera guy frantically swings around Brooke to get them out of the shot in the background. And then they're done deliberating anyway. Must have been a tough one tonight.
When we come back, the final three are standing on the stage, while Supernova pretends to finish deliberating for the cameras. Brooke says that it's time for them to cut somebody loose, and turns the floor over to them. Gilby starts out, telling Jill that she has a strong voice, but it kind of "shocked" them when she came out with "this whole different look." Because if there's one thing that rock & roll is all about, it's about never shocking anyone. Gilby tells "Zaheyda" that they appreciates her performance, but "It upsets us a little that you didn't do you're homework." Because what is rock & roll all about if not homework? Off-mic, Zayra says something even more unclearly than usual, then asks, "Why don't you teach me?" Only the people in the front of the audience hear it, but their cheering prompts Tommy to ask her to repeat it. "Nothing," she laughs shyly. Gilby turns to Chris and says that they appreciate all the changes he's made. "But being in the bottom three two weeks in a row? I gotta tell you, it's a little tough to ignore." Anyway, it's time. So Tommy milks it, thundering spookily into his mic, "Everybody say hello to the Hatchet Man!" And then he gets up and pretends to chop up the coffee table with his microphone. He sits down again and claims, "God, this sucks." Yes, all this attention he's getting must be physically painful to him.
Tommy tells Jill that she's safe. Dilana and Storm practically pee themselves in relief as Jill makes her way back to the Nut Gallery amid cheers. Tommy tells Chris and Zayra, standing arm in arm, that he loves them both. "T-Lee, you're always my boy," Chris sucks up, sending Tommy into a mini guilt-spiral that's a total giveaway. Tommy collects himself, tells them that one of them "didn't cut it," and says that Chris is the second to go.