The tribe gets in the boat and heads for tribal council. The sun sets, because that's what must be done in preparation for tribal council. If the sun didn't set, how could they conduct the meeting? The usual ominous music plays as they all climb the stairs and settle in at tribal council. Jeff starts the questioning with Lill, asking her how it is having two adversarial tribes living in the same place. She says it's been great. She feels like she's got a new family, which makes Ryan-O roll his eyes in disgust. Family, schmamily. Lill also says that more of her personality has been able to come out, and that she laughs and has more fun. I actually think I could do with a little less of Lill's personality, but...she's the Scoutmaster around here. At any rate, she happily notes that the atmosphere is really different from the way it used to be.
Jeff asks Christa about work ethic, and she launches into her bitchfest about how nobody works enough, and how the ex-Morgans don't jump in and do work, and how they're all lazy and so forth. She protests that it's not her job to tell people what to do, so she doesn't want to -- apparently, she just wants to be able to set the schedule and everyone else should guess when they have to do work in order to please her. Whatever. She gives me a pain. Darrah answers that at the Camp of the Damned, their routine was more to divide the day into Lying Around Time and Work Time, and she insists that she would indeed go get firewood, she just might not rush off to get it at exactly the same time as Christa, and that this doesn't necessarily make her lazy. Again, I both agree and disagree with both of them. I do think Darrah's lazy, but I also think Christa's way too full of herself and way too sure that she should be able to set the schedule by which everyone else should do everything. Putting a lazy-ass up against a plain old ass, it's hard for me to pick a side.
Jeff asks Rupert how he thinks things are going, and Rupert gravely says that "it's getting harder and harder to live together." He goes on patronizingly to say that everyone in the tribe could do better -- including himself. I would have loved it if Jeff had asked him how he thought he could do better, because I guarantee you that he would not have been able to come up with anything at all, unless it was one of those pieces of job-interview bullshit where you say that your worst quality is your perfectionism and overly slavish devotion to your work. Rupert does not for one minute believe he could do anything better than he already does. He wears that attitude like a crown, and calling him out would have been the really ballsy play for Jeff. It's okay, though -- Jeff's been doing so well that I can forgive one minor oversight.