Pretty, pretty Brady tells us that, for him and John, "it's getting down to the nitty-gritty." He's hopeful that the two of them will find a means of escape at the last minute, but it's really beginning to look bad for those of us who mostly watch the show in order to look at people who are better-looking than the ones we see on the bus every day. You know, for an FBI agent, Brady has not shown any particularly remarkable ability to manipulate people into doing what he wants. I wonder if this is how he treats criminals: "I really hope I can find a way to shake the guy up and make him confess, but it kind of doesn't look like it's going to work. I wonder if I'll be the first agent sent home from spy camp. That would suck."
Volcano! I really hope that isn't a bird falling into the volcano, although it sort of looks like it is. We watch the tribes pick up their treemail. As usual, the crappy poetry seems to imply that something good is going to happen, but doesn't tell you enough to know whether it's a bread and cheese picnic or free hookers for everyone. It does seem to give a little bit of information about the puzzle, which it appears will be like a big game of Concentration. Man, my sister used to kick my ass at that game. Travis/Bubba apparently is a lot like my sister (in that way only), because he promises that he is very good at this kind of game. Twila, on the other hand, thinks that the women have better memories than the men. Also, they have prettier eyelashes and big purses that they can use for various forms of cheating which they might be able to invent later. Hitting, if nothing else. Seriously, guys are such babies if you hit them with your purse. Little-known fact: that's actually why the travel iron was invented.
The teams proceed to the spot for the reward challenge, and as they step onto their mats, there's some kind of strange rattlesnake sound. I find the use of poisonous animal noises a particularly cheap device for creating tension. If you're going to go for visceral terror, you could just use a siren, or a hypothetical recording of Bush's November 2, 2004, 11:38 PM acceptance speech. ("In my second term, I will introduce the Dangerous Groceries Control Act, with which the FBI will have the ability to connect to every bar code scanner in the country. In connection with our new biometric surveillance program, this will allow us to monitor the large and unusual purchases of organic produce, chai tea, and granola cereals that often accompany subversive activities.") Jeff asks for an update about how things are going back at camp. Scout reports that things are much more peaceful recently. She chooses not to say, "since Mia took her waggling head off to Loserville." But you can almost see Twila's twangy little heart mutter, "I heard that." When Scout is asked how life could be even better for Yasur, Scout refrains from saying what she is probably thinking, which is, "Can you do anything about Eliza?" Instead, she focuses on the fact that they don't know as much as they wish they did about finding food. Jeff asks Lopevi the same question. Brady steps up and tries not-so-subtly to remind the guys that he's been out there trying to catch fish for them. I'm sure they appreciate it. I'm sure that they've appreciated it both times that they've had a bite of fish as a result of his valiant efforts.