Striking It Rich a Second Time
Back on the island, Sean is treating Sonja for a cut on her leg. She says one of the problem of old age is the thinning of the skin. Holy crap! Does that really happen? My sweet aging skin... (whimper) Sean asks about her cancer. She says she went through 37 radiation treatments. Damn.
Flash of the first competition. Sonja explains how she was told to run instead of swim while helping to carry this big wooden plank up to the beach through the water. We're shown footage of her stumbling and she tells us her feet couldn't find the ground. She's dragging everything down. That was what did her in. She acknowledges that it cost them the immunity challenge.
First tribal council. We immediately go to the votes (not the long-ass Probst intro). Sue spells it "Souna." Dumb-ass. Rudy and Sean also vote for Sonja, spelling her name correctly. Sean loses his innocence, but not his stupidity. "It kills me, it breaks my heart," he says. Dirk votes for Sonja and says she can't handle the island physically. Jeff announces Sonja as the first person voted off. "The tribe has spoken." The torch is put out. Sonja, in her jaunty island hat, says, "Go get 'em, guys." What a class act. Shame on everyone else. In her closing words, she sounds almost happy, saying she bonded with everyone and probably would have voted the same way. We love you, Sonja.
Wow, this is like watching a whole season at Warp Speed.
Next is a profile of B.B. He's in a leather jacket with a Harley Davidson do-rag on his head. The hell? And then he's in a tight blue ski suit, standing on the slopes. Okay, Mr. Elderly Adventure. Craggy face. Craggy brown gloves. Even his ski sunglasses are clearly craggy. Then, it's his audition tape and he's talking about how he's from Kansas, which is a beautiful area. You can tell they had a lot fewer contestants to pick from for Survivor One. This audition tape is putting me to sleep. He talks about his sailing experience and whips out a big knife, which he says would be his luxury item. He likes its versatility. Folks are lucky B.B. didn't go knife-happy when he was voted off.