The women continue to have no luck with the third fire. Heidi complains that she's trying to block the wind, but of course she's doing so by just standing there. Besides, considering that she's got less surface area than a Slinky, she's not exactly doing much good. The guys, on the other hand, are blocking the fire by sitting so close to it that Matthew is literally yelping in pain. Man, I'm surprised the doctor didn't pull them back from this, because they look like they're getting hurt. They get their payoff, though, when their third banner falls. They seem to transport their fire almost intact to the fourth rope, so you can quickly see where this is going. "Cheer it on, fellas!" Dave yells, and they all clap and yell. It's rare that you can actually see a team experiencing a turning point, but this is definitely one of those rare times. The rope catches fire and breaks, and indeed, the guys are going home with the fridge. In retrospect, it's hard to tell whether the women just screwed up in their efforts to move the fire from point B to point C, or whether their failure to block the wind doomed them, but either way, they certainly gave that one away. As the women dejectedly walk away from camp, the guys crack open cans of Coke. I certainly think the Cokes would taste good after all that fire. If nothing else, they can use it to douse their flaming legs. (Now would you not book Jungle Scrunchie and the Flaming Legs to play at your wedding or bar mitzvah? Of course you would.)
At Jaburu, post-loss, things are not pretty. Deena interviews that after they lost the reward challenge, some people "went downhill quickly." We seem to be referring to Shawna here, because the next time we see her, she's lying on her back on the floor of the shelter, boo-hooing. Shawna: "My body is sucking energy from my left toe." Shawna's left toe: "[Sob.]" Deena calmly explains to Shawna -- and presumably to all of Shawna's various parts -- that she's allowed herself to become dehydrated, so she needs to drink some water and chill out. At times like these, it's a shame Shawna doesn't have spare reservoirs of fluid, like Heidi does. ["I don't think the fluid in Heidi is potable." -- Wing Chun] Having none of Deena's efforts to be encouraging, Shawna continues to preach her own doom. She talks about how after they lost the pop, it was all she could do to just not sit right down on the beach and cry. Shawna is not exactly going in the dictionary under "mental toughness." Heidi, in an interview, is thinking of herself as usual, saying that she can't be that sympathetic to Shawna, because she needs Shawna for strategy. Back at the shelter, Shawna continues to wallow. "I don't see myself lasting for thirty more days," she moans. In an interview, Deena cuts to the chase. "Shut up," she says. "Drink your water like you're supposed to be [doing]; quit acting like this is the worst day of your entire life." Seriously. The worst day of your life will be when you go home and look at yourself acting like this. Not yielding, Shawna continues to go on about how she wants desperately to laugh! Desperately! And nothing's funny! Man, I hear that. She should try watching Married By America. Deena voices over what she does not say to Shawna: "I don't want you to whine anymore. I want you to get up off your butt and don't be a quitter." She goes on to say that it was hard for her to know how to react, because on one hand, she felt like Shawna just needed to get out, but on the other hand, they needed her for the alliance. Shawna whines in the shelter that she would be very tempted to ask to be booted if tribal council were that night. Deena says she's not sure she could oblige such a request.