Now that the third ferry has arrived, Ron and Christina find the clue box, and agree that she's taking it. Ron can hardly breathe as it is, here on dry land. Mel will also be doing this one. Back at the flags, Mallory's done, and as she and Gary leave Amanda to it, she tells him what she figured out. They get directions from some locals and head on over.

Kisha joins Amanda, and, like Mallory, also gets her triangles and diamonds mixed up. Jen's not worried. Down in the tank, Justin is the next to find a compass. "Yeah! Now get the hell out of there," Zev mutters. Margie also finds one, as does Flight Time, much to Big Easy's delight. Jaime is also pleased that Cara's found one. "My partner's got reeeally good eyesight," she says. And yet she can't see what an ass Jaime can be. Vyxsin, meanwhile, is still searching.

Jet and Cord find the Road Block clue box, still in last place. Jet's doing this one, not that their skill sets aren't pretty much interchangeable.

Kent is watching Vyxsin flail, and Ron is watching his daughter and saying, "You can't put me in there with those monsters." So by all means, dump his child in there instead. Mel's down as well, as Mike says, "I don't know if my heart can take this." I'm more worried about Mel's heart. Jet, who has shed his cowboy hat for the task, tells us, "I'm from Oklahoma, I don't do water. I don't even take baths." That's a pretty good deadpan delivery...I hope.

Gary and Mallory have found the sailing club. They go in the front entrance, all the way through, and out to the docks in back, finding the white-uniformed commodore out there waiting for them. "I am between the devil and the deep blue sea," Mallory says to him, and he hands over their clue, officially putting them in first place. Not bad for a team that left the starting line in second-to-last place. After they open their clue, Phil tells us that they'll have to help sail a 16-foot skiff across Manly Bay. "Upon the firing of the seaman's gun," Phil says (over a shot of a seaman shooting an actual rifle from a boat so you don't start snickering), they'll sail along the course and up to one of three large, inflatable buoys bobbing out there with clues attached to them. And everyone has to change back into wetsuits. Once they're in their gear and down at the beach, the crew runs Gary and Mallory through a quick practice and helps get them set up in that trapezes that swing from the masts, bracing their feet on the gunwales so they can hang out over the side of the boat while they're sailing. They're soon underway, with Mallory wailing, "Please don't flip, we're going so fast!" Oh, these are professionals, I'm sure none of them are going to flip.