Rob and Amber sit by the fire, and he appears to be twisting his face into various uncomfortable contortions, particularly in that he's doing a kind of squinty Popeye thing with one eye. He kicks off his interview by pointing out that he hates everyone. Well, that's the upshot anyway. He says that in this situation, it's impossible not to get "fed up" with the people you've been trapped with for such a long time. "You're just drained," he explains. "You're tired, you're cranky, you're hungry, you're not sleepin' at night...and it's just, like, 'Shut up, don't talk to me.'" Rob has been eavesdropping on my living room while I watch, I fear. In other news, Rob's hair is much, much too big. There was a guy on Days Of Our Lives in the mid-'80s whom my sister and I called "Zipperhead," because he had such big fluffy hair that the part in it looked like...well, you get the idea. Height-of-hair-wise, Zipperhead had nothing on the Day 34 incarnation of Boston Rob.
In case you don't understand yet why a guy might get as far as "shut up, don't talk to me" with these people, we are treated to a still screwy-faced Rob (something's bothering that eye, I have to think) having a "talk" with Big Tom. Of course, you don't so much have a talk with Big Tom as you try to grasp random words as they stumble by you drunkenly, mooning you and taking giant gulps from a flask. And the best part is that Tom always looks right at you as if he's thinking you obviously not only know just what he's saying, but agree wholeheartedly. Rob interviews that, "for the most part," he hasn't understood what Big Tom has said the entire time they've been out on the island. Rob considers the possibility of a medical explanation, speculating that Big Tom might not be drinking enough water, and that this might cause his mouth to be all stuck together like that. Hm. Never seen that one in the Physician's Desk Reference, but I suppose that's what people used to say about PMS. And God knows that's a real thing. At Rob and Tom's "chat," Big Tom gets to the end of a long and emphatic comment that makes no sense whatsoever and almost sounds like, "Yeah, bumbling cat arena league left your watch in more." But that's probably not it. There's a pause. Finally, Rob says, "Yeah," in total agreement, hoping he hasn't just agreed to sleep with Mrs. Big Tom or go in on a time share or anything like that.
Rupert and Jenna, meanwhile, are off in the woods, cutting down and opening some coconuts. Jenna sits Rupert down for a whispered strategy chat. During which, incidentally, Rupert is wearing little bits of something in his beard, and that's always a charming look on any guy. Her suggestion to Rupert is that he needs to win immunity next, and then when he does, they'll boot Rob. Ooh, okay. So Jenna's not so much with that alliance after all. At least not unquestioningly, and at least if she's got the chance to boot Rob as opposed to Amber. Rupert interviews that, at this point, he looked over and was chagrined to see that Rob had walked up and was taking note of the conversation. Jenna -- not sure whether a hearty "Just kidding!" would suffice in this situation -- just continues cracking away at her coconut as Rob stands there, scratching his stomach and saying nothing. Trying to salvage the situation, Rupert offers a nonsensical "We've gotta beat Big Tom." "He's annoying the crap out of me," Jenna adds. I guess she's trying to help. "It's no big deal," Rob says, and then says it again. I'm not sure I interpreted that correctly, but I think Rob just was telling them that he understands they might want him not to win immunity endlessly, and he's not holding it against them. Or something. I don't know. It was very cryptic, for a conversation involving three people who probably couldn't decipher the instructions on a toaster. Rupert interviews that the conversation was "a little scary." He goes on to say that Jenna is already paranoid. "And I don't need Rob to be full of paranoia." I love how Rupert is existing inside a version of reality in which the entire game is going according to some giant plan he has, and he doesn't "need" anyone screwing it up for him. And then, as if you need another reason to think he's a dork, Rupert interviews in a warning tone, "Paranoia...will destroy ya!" I'm surprised Rupert doesn't get beaten up a lot more, if he really works with all those "troubled teens."