Jon and Lill take off for their fishing trip. As Rupert watches them leave, he voices over that he needs to find out what's going on, and that he just hopes that when Lill comes back, she'll tell him what went on. As Lill and Jon board the catamaran, they're struck by how pretty it is. And it really is, too. "To the final three," Lill says, and she and Jon toast. They meet the captain, and they get settled, and Jon says, "You're glad you didn't give this bad boy up now, aren't you?" "I don't know," Lill says with doubt. "The ramifications...." "There are no ramifications," Jon says reassuringly. "I have everything worked out and we have all day to discuss it, so you will have no more questions, and there will be no more talk at camp between anybody." He promises her that he's going to tell her exactly how everything's going to work from this point out.
Jon explains that, first, they're going to boot Rupert. If he wins immunity, they're going to boot Christa. Lill cuts him off, half-smiling, saying that she has "a lot of guilt." He tells her she needs to "check that guilt at the door, or else quit this game right now." Damn. It's very disorienting, agreeing with Jon about anything, let alone practically everything. It's like finding yourself rooting for the same person Paula Abdul is raving about.
Whales frolic as the boat speeds through the water. It comes time for dinner, and the promised beers appear from the cabin. Jon and Lill are then presented with some extremely thick-crusted pizza. "Simple things make me very excited," Lill says. "I need to date women like you," Jon replies. ARE THEY FLIRTING? God, I just felt my stomach turn inside out and my eyeballs start shedding their outer layers. Jon says that the meal of beer and pizza is actually the best part of the game so far. Lill rests her head on Jon's shoulder. Ew. Lill, his shoulder! Think of where it's been! Other wrestler wannabes have undoubtedly sat down hard on that shoulder!