At any rate, she stares out the window as Bill asks the kids, "Are we quitters, or are we winners?" And you can hear the kids sort of chirp "winners," in that nice way where you're not old enough that you have to think too hard about what a really crap lesson that is sometimes, but Tammy is full-on mom as she mutters, "Winners." Don't cry in front of the kids, don't cry in front of the kids, don't cry in front of the kids. It's all over her face. Damn show gets me every time. Probably for the last time this season, but still.

The Weavers drive into Quepos. The Gaghans drive into Quepos. Phil waits at the mat. The Weavers run. The Gaghans run. And, to the mat, as you know is going to happen, here come the Weavers. Who are obnoxious hypocrites, but who found the red bean faster than Tammy, so what are you going to do? Anyway, they're team number five, so bully for them.

My sense is that the Gaghans maybe counted cars when they parked, because they walk along pretty casually with Bill commenting on how beautiful the sunset is. "Dad," Carissa asks, holding Papa Bill's hand, "can we go here on vacation once?" "I think we're going to come back here on vacation," he says. "I love this place." That's the kind of detail this show has always been so good about including, you know? "Hold your head up high, Billy," Tammy says quietly as they jog down toward the mat. "Come on, peanut," Bill says. Heh. My sister calls one of her kids "peanut," too. They step up to the mat, and they're last, and they're eliminated. And Papa's got one hand on each kid, and Carissa's arms sort of flop in frustration at her sides. Papa leans down and gives each of the kids a kiss, saying, "Good job. I'm so proud of you guys." Tammy does the same. "Good job, good job. You guys did an excellent job." And of course, Bill and Tammy have their usual smooch.