Back from commercials, we see a world of tiny fish, and then we are with Moto as they return with their feast after the reward challenge to find the promised big bed on their beach. Just what they needed to make their Survivor experience bear as little resemblance to Survivor as possible. Alex says that "once again," his team has "kicked the crap out of Ravu." As they all fantasize over how great sleeping in the bed is going to be, Liliana (!) says that the comfort and the food were both great to have. They inventory their spice collection, and "Dreamz" says that they're only getting higher and higher in morale. Boo pronounces the food "Moto-licious," which kind of makes me feel like he's eating spark plugs. Alex says that he feels bad for the individual people on Ravu, but that he wants to keep winning. And I don't want to give anything away, but I kind of think he's making up the first part.

Ravu. Day 9. Rocky hates everyone except Mookie, I think, and he only tolerates Mookie because their names create a natural bond between them. Rocky's first move upon returning to camp is to hurl something or other against the wall of the cave. Because when you have almost nothing to your name, what you really want to do is throw things against the walls. Come on, Rocky! Eat the flint! What are you, chicken? He starts bellowing about how "absolutely ridiculous" it is to lose five challenges in a row. Rita tries to talk him down, but he's enjoying himself and his little fit of geek, so he just keeps throwing things. Rocky starts babbling that maybe they should "go to tribal council right now," just "call Jeff up right now on the Jeff-phone" and say they want to go to tribal council and vote someone off. It's a comment that's brilliant in its stupidity, and I really mean that. "I'm skinnier than homeless people right now," Rocky tastefully complains in an interview. "I know fifteen homeless people that are forty pounds heavier than me!" You know how sometimes, it's not the crime, it's the cover-up? Well, sometimes, it's not the bellyaching about how hungry you are, it's the comparison of yourself to homeless people. Rocky starts haranguing the tribe about how that was the challenge they needed, with the food and the pillows and whatnot, as if this has not occurred to anyone other than himself, and as if he has secret information suggesting that the tribe simply ignored this challenge on the basis that they didn't want food that much. Rocky demands to know why they didn't win. "We just lost," says an exasperated Earl, firmly needling Rocky, intentionally or fortuitously, for the "what do you mean, 'what happened?'" business earlier. Multiple people try to get Rocky to shut up, but he just keeps on going, insisting that he's not even being negative, which is kind of brilliant. ("We're horrible! I'm not being negative! Yes, I know that's what negative means! Shut up, bro!") And then Michelle's chirpy little voice says, "Who's going to get more wood?" And then it's over, because if there's one thing we can all agree on, it's how much we all like wood. Earl interviews that Rocky's whole fired-up thing is great and all, but that there's more to having spirit than being an arrogant dickweed. I'm saying, this is Earl's point, and he makes it well.