When Nuance gets to the mat, Freddy blames Kendra for the fact that they're Yielded. That didn't seem necessary, really. I'll give credit for the fact that this is very suspenseful, though.
Commercials. Oh, that Thomas Haden Church. Who knew he had even more than Wings to offer? How much career can one man stand?
When we come back, Kendra is not happy about Freddy blaming her for getting them Yielded. "How dare you?" she demands to know. He blames her more; they bicker more; they're just frustrated and tired and need to be done for a while. "Well, it looks like we're going home," Kendra says with her trademark optimism.
El Hornio takes the Roadblock for his team, and Rebecca quickly concludes that maybe she shouldn't shriek at him so much in this holy setting. So after El Hornio has the medallion, she takes to a lot of stage-whispery screaming. Especially when he goes the wrong direction and heads off away from the church. And I don't think she knew that the unfortunate shadow would make her look quite so mustachioed when she says, "Never send a woman to do a man's job." He makes her so miserable! He is so abusive! She just wants to get away! Poor, poor, pitiful Rebecca.
Jonathan and Victoria are heading back with their two donkeys.
El Hornio is being led on a wild monk chase.
Nuance is still sitting out their Yield. Kendra says some stuff about how she's totally out to get Hornio now, but honestly, your chances at revenge are few and far between in this game, so it's better not to fixate on it. Elsewhere, Rebecca and her crap-ass karma stand around waiting for El Hornio to return. She could tip all of her cabbies a hundred dollars, and it would never make up for this.
Hayden and Aaron run up to the pit stop and hope on the mat. Welcome, Hayden and Aaron, you're team number one. And you win a trip to "exotic Mexico." Phil says he was worried about them at the end of the last leg. "We needed a little kick in the pants to get going," Hayden says. She says she knew they had it in them, and she just hopes all the bad luck is in the past. Well, sure. That's where you want to keep it.