Boo! Jeff vows that the disgusting, stomach-churning, send-your-dog-out-of-the-room sound you heard when Boo's knee popped -- or popped back, really -- was the real live sound; no Foley artist was standing there smacking a side of beef with a baseball bat. Asked how his knee is, Boo says that he's got a torn ACL, the mother of all bad knee injuries. He hasn't had it worked on, either. This is eerie, because an unrepaired ACL tear is just another thing that Boo has in common with my dog. There are a few. His real name is "Kenward," by the way, which might explain a little bit about why he goes by "Boo."
Jeff talks to Michelle about the fact that if she hadn't been there, Ravu would never have gotten fire at all. They would presumably have all died of thirst. So thanks, Michelle, for saving Rocky's life. Oh, wait. He further points out that almost no one has made fire without flint. He can't think of a thing to ask Michelle that's more interesting than what it does for her as a very young person being on the show. Really, Jeff? A young woman who was unceremoniously dumped owing to bad luck from an alliance destined to dominate, and all you can ask her is what it's like to be a few years younger than everyone else? I mean, if she were fourteen, okay, but she's not, you know? Michelle says that it proved to her that it doesn't matter how old you are; it just matters that you have a good attitude. She's typically grinning, but it's a total missed opportunity, as are most of Jeff's attempts at conversation.