Back at Boranew, the camera pans over the graveyard where used cans go to die. Seriously, that's a lot of very large food cans. Country-and-western-sounding music plays as we move into the "starvation" segment. Because people from the south are just poor, dumb, starving rednecks. (Baltimore, just so you know, is below the Mason-Dixon line.) Clarence tells us that he can't stop thinking about food: "I dream about food; I think about food when I'm eating food. I think about food 24/7." I tend to think about food when I'm eating it, too. He does not tell us that when he looks at Frank, he sees Frank's head on a drumstick body. The tribe sits around together, and Clarence wants to know whether there are any eggs yet. Teresa tells him that, so far, they're eggless, and Clarence gets excited because that means it's "chopping-block day!" Frank says that they'll have to keep an eye on him around the chickens. He doesn't mention that he's seen Clarence watching him while licking his lips and sharpening a butcher's knife. This tribe has fun together -- even Clarence is laughing at himself and seems aware of the ridiculousness of the situation. He says, "I will not deny it. I will have a homicidal killing [sic] about those damned chickens." Various members of Boranew fluster about the chickens. Teresa confers with Kimj and Ethan about what they each want to do about the "chicken situation." Teresa says she'd rather have eggs, but she doesn't know whether that will happen. In a confessional, Ethan says that some people -- like Clarence -- want to eat the chickens right away, while others want to wait for the egg-laying to commence. Would three chickens lay enough eggs in a day to sufficiently feed five people anyway? Ethan then points out that it will be a complete waste of chickens if they indeed have a merger and are forced to leave them behind. Clarence stares at the chickens and says, "Chicken nuggets." Kimj asks, "Are they acting like they're thinking about laying eggs?" Clarence says, "Hell, no!" As Clarence fusses with the chicken cage, he says, "I'm breaking straw for your little asses. Lay some eggs." In a confessional, Frank tells us that the chickens are "presently still up for debate," and that the tribe will decide their fate after the reward challenge.