Jerri interviews, entirely correctly, that Rupert is a "complete control freak." She points out that he wants everything his way, and thinks he's the only one who can do anything the way it should be done. She says that all it's going to take is a nice helping of rain coming down the side of the hill, and a hole in the sand is going to fill up with water. Back at the camp discussion, Jerri takes a different tack, arguing that in addition to the basic stupidity of trying to live in a hole on the beach, it's going to take a hell of a long time to dig a hole of the type Rupert's describing. "How do you have any idea?" Rupert asks with disgust. "I know what I can do. I'm forty years old. I've done my shit for years. I've built houses for twenty years," he says, kicking dirt as if he really resents the fact that Jerri won't just do what he says already. Jerri calls for a vote; she gets nowhere, because Jenna and Ethan are wisely staying out of it. Without any support, Jerri relents. In an interview, Ethan says, "Jerri and Rupert got in a fight." He allows a moment for the Asshole Pause. "Perfect. It's just what I wanted." You know the Asshole Pause, right? Oh, there is nothing worse. It's that two-second gap when you're surprised that you have time to wonder what a guy would look like stuck headfirst into a pile of old tires. Ethan goes on to say, quite correctly, that Jerri had the better part of the argument, but that he wasn't about to jump in on her side, because it makes no sense for him to get into it rather than let them get on each other's nerves and potentially target each other instead of him. It's that ability to be right and still be a complete dick about it that marks a truly unpleasant guy, you know.