Wil and Tara walk up to Boston and the Teeth at the gate. Wil approaches the other teams just to crow that they're "back in the race," in exactly that snotty, superior way that he has that doesn't even hint at how many fuck-ups he's been responsible for already. Reminders: "Return to your partner." Losing the clue. Endless problems getting various vehicles in gear. Diving for lunchboxes. Losing your way on the way to the wildlife refuge because you didn't read the clue. Pissing off the taxi driver in Thailand so much that he left you by the side of the road. And that doesn't even get into the endless quitting. I mean, really, need we go on? Furthermore, Weasel, you're not exactly "back in the race" without an asterisk by your name, because you're still planning to follow one of these other teams. Not unreasonably, Blake and Paige look ill. Chris looks disgusted. As Taraweasel walks away from everybody else, Tara very accurately points out to Wil that he's being unspeakably obnoxious. "The kid's a joker," Chris says angrily as Wil walks off. "Joker" I don't know about, but the "kid" part is right on. Chris also immediately understands what's going to happen once they're on the planes. "They're going to end up trying to follow us," he says to Alex.