We pick up the Yaxha tribe returning unhappily to camp...again. Steph says that the challenge wasn't that hard, but that when they all started putting together the frame and "building like lunatics," it turned into "a big cluster...mess." Hmm. I'm not sure I'm familiar with the term "clustermess." What do you suppose that means? Too subtle for me! The team stands around grumping about how sad it was, and Steph interviews that she thinks the team can still pull it out. "I've been in worse situations," she chuckles. Amy tells us that, while she thinks the challenge situation stinks, she can get up and go on. The women then have a chat about the impressive condition of their clothes, Amy shocked at the shape her shirt is in after sleeping in it for a week. Steph recommends boiling it, but assures them that it will only get worse. I like the part where Amy says, "We're brushing our teeth with a tree." Lydia tries an argument that they're in paradise, but it doesn't look like anyone's buying, partly because they can't take advantage of all the nice water on account of the vicious crocodiles that are presumably everywhere. Amy explains that she has zero outdoor experience, but even if you "stick needles in [her] eyeballs," she won't quit. I'm not sure the needles thing was even on the table, but it's an impressive thing, if it's true. And I guess you never know what might come in handy in a challenge.
Over at Nakum, the tribe members are still being kept company by Howlie. I'm sure he's glad they're home, since he has probably been saving up an entire afternoon's worth of yelling in anticipation of their return. The tribe does some trash-talking about being up 4-1 in challenges. There's no sign in this episode of Blake's still feeling poorly, so presumably he's bounced back from his brush with whatever combination of exhaustion and prickle-poisoning had him flat on his back for the last two episodes. Bobby Jon says that he enjoyed winning, which he isn't really accustomed to doing. Aw. Poor Bobby Jon. The group stretches out on the brand-new blankets. Brooke says that they're going to build a better shelter from the tarp, but not in the heat of the early afternoon or whatever this is.
Brooke goes on to elaborate that, as a general matter, the heat is making it very hard to get much done. Farmer Beavis says that this is one of the hardest experiences of his life. They were all having their asses kicked by the heat, and they couldn't go in the water on account, again, of the "alligators," which others have been calling "crocodiles," and what do I know? Anyway, some of the Nakumians get into their boat and head out into the water, with others chickening out for fear of being eaten. Once the boat is out in the water, Bobby Jon jumps over the side for a quick dip. Farmer Beavis follows, explaining in an interview that he likes to "live on the edge." Ewww. Miami Vice called in search of its lingo, Farmer Beavis. Cindy -- also saying "alligators," so maybe that's what they are -- says that it's stupid for the people out there to think they're safe in deep water, because the hotter it gets, the more alligators go into deep water to keep cool, too. Also, she's had in-depth counseling sessions with the alligators, and they report that they've been feeling neglected and suffering from signs of mild depression, so you never know when they might lash out. Judd takes a swim. "The brave may not live long, but the cautious don't live at all," says Farmer Beavis. He isn't nasty, particularly, and he isn't loud, and he isn't arrogant yet. He's just...completely insufferable in this very vague way that makes me really wish an alligator had actually eaten him.