Meanwhile, in the Linz car, they can't stop speculating about what could have happened to the Weavers. "Maybe one of them got eaten by the bear," Nick hypothesizes. I wish. Nick and I are like funk soul siblings now. I'm always right with him when he's shit-talking people, and that's really one of mankind's primary forms of bonding. (This is why I don't go around telling people how nice I am. It's very limiting, socially.) In the Bransen car, there are prayers of elimination now that they all know who's in last place. In the Godlewski car, on the other hand, Michelle is a little snarkily sad that she doesn't get to see the Weavers find out that they've been Yielded.

As it turns out, the Weavers aren't in any particular hurry, because they've stopped to have some ice cream on Mama's theory that this is the best cure for what ails you. Specifically, it "revigorates you and injuvenates you." Can't argue with those syllables, although not in that order. Rachel says that only her "Big Mac" is keeping her from crying. So while they were behind everyone and they were losing, they...stopped for food? Seriously? Just...stopped? Wow, things sure have changed around here.

The Weavers finally get themselves to Olympic Park. They do their usual thing where they try to fool people into thinking they aren't really upset about finding that they're Yielded. In this case, however, it's invisible people, so I'm not sure whose benefit this is for, exactly. As they sit on the mat and eat, Mama announces that they knew they'd be Yielded because two teams were so "rude." Too bad her great strategy of attacking the last team to Yield her didn't get her anything in terms of results. Mama insists with a laugh that people always like them. She's never seen a situation in which anyone disliked her family. I suppose if you hang around with a very tiny number of people who are as tiny as you are, you wouldn't really find out what the rest of the world would think if you ever interacted with it. I almost feel like having raised these kids that way, she would have been better off just letting them stay inside that little box, you know? Her kids are like declawed cats – she's made them incapable of dealing with the outside world. She's crippled all their coping skills and made them into eternal crybabies. I'm not sure it's even fair to put them out in regular life with regular people, because they don't have the skills to handle it. ["It's not like regular people are going to be lining up for the privilege after seeing this shit on TV, either." -- Sars]