So now, the men will be packing fishing stuff so that they can provide the interminably dull underwater sequences that have been boring the crap out of viewers for several seasons now. Nobody being bitten by a shark? Not interested. Ocean floor, yada yada yada. Fish frolicking. Attempts to manipulate team opinion by providing food. Got it. Honestly, if things keep going the way they are now, there's not going to be anybody left that I'm really dying to see slithering dripping wet out of the ocean, either. Anyway, the wind ripples the guys' shirts as Jeff explains that in this challenge, each guy will dig in a lane in the sand for seven rungs that fit only one way on a ladder. When you've dug up all your rungs, you'll go and assemble your ladder. When you have it put together, you climb to the top and claim victory. Each guy takes a spot. Ready? Go. There's not really all that much to say about guys digging in the sand for ladder rungs, is there? Well, except that everyone laughs at Travis's ineptitude, because there's no point in casting a comic archetype if you're not going to squeeze a few yuks out of him.
Chad is now showing off that foot without any hesitation, I notice. Chad is the first to get all seven, followed tightly by John K. John is slightly quicker with the puzzle aspect, though, and it is John K. who scampers up the ladder in first place and takes individual immunity. Jeff calls the challenge for John K., and as John comes down from the ladder, Jeff says that there is one other twist that they might want to hear about. John, it turns out, is going back to camp with the girls. He gets all "Duuuude" for a minute, and so do some of the women, because it's been seven days without male attention, and some of them are undoubtedly about ready to wilt. There's no point in sloughing off dead skin cells for girls to enjoy, you know. Jeff, however, breaks in to tell them that it's not permanent. In fact, it's only for the day. And during that day, John is supposed to check out the women for the purposes of deciding to which of them he wants to hand off his individual immunity when the men's tribal council ends and the women's starts. In other words, one woman of John's choosing will also be immune, but he won't tell them who it's going to be until he hands off the necklace. Jeff sends everyone off, the women taking John with them.
Yasur, still on the afternoon of the endless Day 7, returns to camp dragging its beefcakey prize. John recaps for us what happened before the commercials, in case we were sleeping, or are stupid. When they all first get back to camp, the first thing John says to them is that he wants everyone who voted for Dolly to raise her hand. Because they're trying to ingratiate themselves with him, I guess, they actually answer, which is really dopey, because now he knows what the alliances are. That's probably information they'd rather he not have. Should've told him to go get bent. If they all did, he'd have no one to hold it against. Mia, amusingly, completely fails to get it, claiming that this move "made no sense" because "what does it matter?" He's reading the room, idiot. It's remarkable that her intellect can possibly be so watery that she doesn't grasp that particular obvious truth.