In Frankfurt, the lead teams -- Tian and Jaree, the Chipsters, and the Falconettes -- land. It appears to be a fairly tight connection in Frankfurt for the flight to Paris. When the Chipsters -- who, for some reason, chirp, "Buongiorno!" while boarding a flight from Germany to France -- board for the second leg, however, the friendly flight attendant directs them to their seats up front, in business class. D'oh! In case you're new to the show, the racers can't fly business class. It doesn't matter where you sit -- if you can get the airline to let you sit up front even though your ticket says coach, that's fine, and teams have done it. But you cannot fly on business class tickets. "You booked us business," Chip mutters coldly. They miserably get off the plane, begging the gate agent to hold the plane while they go back and see if they can somehow negotiate coach tickets for the flight. Rather pitifully and hilariously, the Chipsters moan, "Please, oh please, oh please," as they trail the gate agent back up the jetway, and she completely blows them off. "No," she tells them. No, no, no. The flight is closed. No. Please? Oh, please, please? No. So off go Tian and Jaree and the Falconettes in the direction of Paris. (Please?) (No.) "I can't believe this is happening," Reichen moans. Again.
Commercials. Hey, buy an SUV. You may wind up looking as stupid as this guy. Though it's unlikely.
At 8:45, planes frantically frolic outside the Frankfurt airport, as Chip and Reichen fret photogenically inside. They only wind up losing an hour, however, as they make it onto a flight that leaves Frankfurt for Paris at 9:50. So that little delay didn't exactly hurt them a whole lot -- it was just very, very funny.
Elsewhere, in Munich, some clowns, some virgins, and some guys named "David" and "Jeff" climb onto a plane that leaves Munich for Paris at 10:40. Boy, I'm sure glad Millie's crew put their heads together last night and figured out this very brilliant airport plan ahead of time. After all, only about half of the other teams did better than they did.
Back in Salzburg, ominous music reminds us that doom has settled. Jon and Kelly are still waiting. He voices over that they know that they and AirSteve and Dave are the last two teams right now, and it's not a good feeling. In an interview, Kelly claims that she and Jon are very impressed by the "BFGs -- Big Fat Guys." Normally, I would hold that nickname against her, both for ignorance and for lameness, but Dave and AirSteve have certainly brought it on themselves, if they didn't actually give that name to themselves. So just this once, there will be no mandatory one-tenth deduction. Kelly thinks it's amazing that AirSteve and Dave have gotten as far as they have. Dave's knee: "Word." These trailing teams take off for Zurich.