Meanwhile, the rest of the tribe drunkenly unloads food they brought back from the reward. Rob asks, "Are we having a bathing suit party yet?" and what in God's good name is a "bathing suit party"? We then pan over to Christy, who's lamenting having gotten her foot stuck in a tree and trying all Three Stooges-style to pull it out. Except that since no one even tries to help her, it's more One Stooge than anything else. As they celebrate, Rob voice-overs that they were all in good moods after seeing their families, and not thinking about the game. Christy exclaims that she's happy to have seen all their loved ones, but seeing Butch and Cindy together was particularly pleasing to her. Butch says that all he wanted to do was hug his wife; he then preachily slurs that it should have made them feel good, "and that's what life's about." Rob interviews that Butch was "an absolute disaster." He doesn't know how much Butch drank, but "he got crazy." As we see Christy trying to help Butch into bed, jazzy music starts playing in the background accompanied by a few, random boinging sound effects. Rob announces that he told his mother he hadn't showered in thirty-one days, while Jenna seems pleased that she showed her dad her hairy legs. Rob interviews that the tribe drank about five bottles of wine, and he's now wearing a Speedo. In night-vision cam, our angle swings around to show the girls seated with Rob's package looming in the foreground. He adds that the girls are in bikinis and "it's like a rap video." A rap video with vomit, apparently, as we witness a dry heaving Butch. As HeiDDi orders Jenna to "pass the wine, baby!" Rob wonders why it smells so bad around camp, and Jenna responds that it's probably vomit. Rob manically interviews that they'd been drinking for a while, and some people had to go to bed. He tells us, "And I had a feeling that at least one of those two people soiled themselves." We see the passed-out -- and possible self-soiled -- Butch, as the others discuss how gag-worthy the odor is. Rob insists that it's the worst thing he's smelled in thirty-one days. HeiDDi yells, "Crap! I can't handle that!"

Matthew creepily talks himself through "one more forkful of beans and rice" before whispering about the quiet while his mother desperately looks around and hopes help will arrive soon. A single-file line of head-dressed men and women stomps through the jungle toward them before stomping around in a circle, chanting and playing recorders, pairing off, and stomping toward an idol in the center of their circle. Come on over baby, whole lotta stomping goin' on. Matthew interviews that "they put on an amazing performance," and emotionlessly tells us, "The dancing was hypnotic. The music was hypnotic." Clearly, he's still hypnotized. He tells us that he and his mom then "marched out" of the jungle and followed the same path back up to the water. We see them hugging and saying goodbye before Matthew helps his mom into the boat and wishes her a "great trip back." He voice-overs that it was an incredible experience for both of them, as their little green boats speed off in different directions.