3:58 AM. Boston. They take off in their newly minted businesslike manner. Chris interviews that they thought at first that they'd be a great team, and then they had some problems and -- EEK! Chris is being interviewed naked. Okay, he might have pants on, but he might not. My brain is going with "not." (Hey, I don't run things up there; I just go along and hope for the best.) At any rate, his hair is all wet and he's kinda cleaned up and I am not made of stone here, people so can we just move along? Thank you. He says that barely avoiding elimination several times was "totally humblin'." They get in their cab. Chris continues that "now, it's time to get cocky again." Hmm. Interesting strategy. I'm not saying no, it's just interesting. In the cab, Alex says that "time is of essence [sic]."
Taraweasel de-cabs at the Auckland airport. Everything's closed. Ha. She gets on the phone and works on flights, and as she tries to sew up the deal, Wil comes and starts kibitzing. "I'm doing a fine job," she says to him as she covers the mouthpiece on the receiver. "I know, but I can handle it better," he says. (TARflies watching at the TARcon: "Boooo!") They bicker, he's obnoxious, she's passive-aggressive, she rolls her eyes, he gets his way, do-si-do yer partner, whee!
The Teeth jump out of their cab at the monument. They pull the clue, and as most things do, it makes them go, "Woo!" In fairness, going to Hawaii is probably one of the more woo-worthy things they've encountered. It's certainly more woo-worthy than, say, kissing a big tree, which they also went "woo!" about. In the cab, Paige says that going to Hawaii will be great for them, because there's no foreign language to speak. They flash their equally shiny teeth. She knows they haven't been speaking a foreign language during their lengthy sojourn in Australia and New Zealand, right? Yeah, I'm sure she does. Blake wants "the first freakin' flight out of town," so they head for the airport, where said first freakin' flight will presumably be freakin' found.
Wil tells Tara that he has lined up a flight that connects through Tonga. "We're cutting off a whole day," he crows.
Chris and Alex arrive at the monument and retrieve the clue. They're happy about the idea of returning to the U.S., and they don't mind the thought of some good healthy airport bunching, either. Speaking of the airport, the Teeth de-cab and head inside. They spot Taraweasel at the phone bank, where Wil is still on the phone. Wil is being told that his brilliant Tonga plan is going belly-up, because although the flights exist, there aren't actually available seats for them to occupy on those flights. He could presumably offer to tie himself to the wing...in fact, I'd kind of like to see that. ["Me too. Except for the 'tied' part." -- Sars] The Teeth, meanwhile, locate a guy who tells them that, subject to availability, they might try flying to Sydney and then on to Honolulu. They'll have to wait until the ticket counter opens to make sure they can do it.