2:26 AM. The Weavers are getting ready to go. They rip the clue, and it tells them to fly ("Fly"? What is this "fly"?) to Charleston, South Carolina. Phil explains that this is a 500-mile flight (wow, don't blow their minds or anything with the crazy culture clashes -- thank God it's north-south so they don't have to, like, change time zones), and when they land, they'll choose a car and drive to a gazebo to find a clue. Their airport transportation is spoon-fed in the form of both a car and a driver, which seems sort of absurd to me. But in any event, the Weavers order their driver to take them to Dulles. Rachel insists in an interview that they just want to be a strong team. No drama. In which case, I have a suggestion: less ear-splitting screaming. It avoids drama, and it also keeps you from being punched.

2:27 AM. Linzes. Megan complains that her "macho" brothers don't listen to her because she's a girl. Which certainly appears to be true, since she's not the youngest. I mean, she's only a year younger than Alex anyway -- why is he so fucking bossy? At any rate, Megan The Ignored Girl Sibling reads the instructions on the clue sending them to Dulles, which she pronounces "Dulls." My suspicion? She's being affected on a subliminal level by the presence of her brothers.

2:29 AM. Godlewskis. Sharon interviews that they didn't really want to put any particular person in charge. They prefer to just all yell at the same time and see what happens. Okay, she doesn't say that. We've just learned that over time. Nevertheless, Sharon herself starts getting kind of bossy in the van, referring to the driver as "Driver," and then shouting down Tricia, who suggests maybe they could find out the driver's name so they aren't ordering him around anonymously like a butler on Masterpiece Theater. Seems fair to me. But not to Sharon. Quiet, you! She is the alpha pink around here!

At 2:35, the Schroeders rip their clue. Char interviews that her stepkids think of her as their friend, and not as their stepmother. I'd be inclined to say that doesn't sound like a great idea to me, because it means your dad is married to your friend and your "friend" has little authority to tell you what to do, but if it works for them, I suppose it takes all kinds. She calls the experience "priceless." MasterCard cuts her check. In the car, a groggy Hunter complains that Charleston is "all historical," and he doesn't know history. Meaning he is doomed to repeat it, which could make for a very long day, driving-in-circles-wise. Char tells him they need to focus, and he rolls his eyes and mouths, "What…ever," which of course you can do to your friend, if you see my point.