4:31 AM. Ken and Gerard. They rip open the clue, which directs them to drive to the Hussan II Mosque in Casablanca. And I'm just going to tell you right now that I am foregoing all Casablanca jokes. There will be nothing about Sam, nothing about beginnings of beautiful friendships, nothing about rounding up the usual suspects, and nothing about regretting it soon and for the rest of your life. I just can't do it. When they hand me jokes, I feel cheapened in some way. I'm no organ-grinder's monkey. At any rate, they're only getting fifty bucks for this leg, so they'd better not go spending it all on candy and magazines. Over the thwacka-wacka highway travel music, Phil phills in that the drive from Fez to Casablanca is about 150 miles, although I feel compelled to note that Phil's distances have sometimes turned out to be highly suspect, so it appears it could be anywhere between fifty miles and 300 or so without Phil worrying too much over his accuracy. He says that when they get to Casablanca, the teams will have to find their way to the mosque, which is apparently the second-largest religious monument in the world after Mecca. (Or, as Phil's accent would say, "Mecc-er.") Hypnotic camera-wiggling ensues as we are introduced to the mosque. Back at the starting line, as Ken and Gerard get into their car in the dark, Gerard voices over that they need to "stay sharp." Right on cue, he closes the back of the SUV all wrong and winds up bonking the doors together. "Oh, that's good," he scolds himself. Heh. Ken and Gerard decide that the best way to get directions to where they need to go is to flag down a taxi, which turns out to be no small task at 4:30 in the morning.