Brandon, however, commands Nicole to stop (or, rather, "Stop, baby," because it is the '70s, and he is in a disco, and everyone is doing The Hustle), to which she protests that they can't just stop in the mud. "Yes, we can," he insists. Just then, the laws of physics arrive in the form of wee sprites in festive outfits who suck Nicole's tires down into the muck. Behind them, Mirna loudly complains about the stopping, concerned that it will just get everyone stuck in the mud. She honks her horn and yells, "Go!" Well, I'm glad she does her obnoxious haranguing in a God-fearing way. Nicole spins her wheels as Mirna drives around Brandon and Nicole on the right and starts to take off. Nicole calls on them to wait, as she is now mired in the mud, thanks to her boyfriend's excellent advice. As she and Charla drive off, Mirna observes that Brandon and Nicole are stuck, and wonders aloud whether they should stop. "Yeah, we have to," Charla says, and they do. Brandon climbs out of his car, meanwhile, talking about how they're going to have to get some help. There appear to be several tractors stopped by the side of the road (at midnight?), and Brandon goes over and flags one down. As Charla and Mirna run back to Brandon and Nicole's car, Mirna notes that they have to help Brandon and Nicole, because they're "allies." And, of course, because of God.

12:21 AM. Jim and Marsha. She comments that they're very excited about the way they were able to dig out of last place and get all the way up to third at the end of the second leg. She refers to them as the "comeback kids." The Golden Heifer of Foreshadowing chews her cud thoughtfully.