Mama Weaver finally lands a cab to the bus station. The Bransens, too. As the Bransens climb in their cab, Carissa reports to Bill that she just saw "the powder blue team" (I believe) getting in their cab. He confirms to her that they want to stay out front and go fast so that they can get on the second bus. The Bransens pile into their tiny cab, and in a shot that appears to be taken from inside a clown car, one of them notes that she's, "like, on Dad's belly." Yeah, that looks like a tight fit. At least Wally is good for something to his put-upon daughters, even if it is just cushioning. I suppose his next introductory remark will be that he turned out to be pointier than he thought, and he hopes the Tonyas are not disappointed.

The Paolos get to the bus station and start looking for Tica, the company running their charter. They find the window, and they pull the first ticket from the stack, which has an 11:30 AM time. So, you'll note, they're not leaving until midday the following day. The Gadzookskis will really have to hurry if they're going to raise the money to get to the bus station in only fourteen hours! This will take real ingenuity! Their begging will have to net them probably $1.50 an hour to make that tight deadline! (Proposed: The Gadzooskis could have found enough change in the pay telephones of Panama to make it to the bus station in that period of time, not to mention finding a cab driver willing to give them a ride in return for their mosquito-proof hat and a thong for the wife.) The Paolos vacate to an upstairs area where they can still peer down over a railing at the action near the Tica counter. Mama conspiratorially comments, "I don't want Florida to see us."

The Linzes are the next team to arrive at the station. When the Paolos notice them -- "the Cincinnati guys," Mama notes, because these teams genuinely do not call each other by their names, ever, with the exception of "Tammy and Bill" -- DJ helps them find their way to the Tica window. When they've pulled the second of the two 11:30 times, Mama says to the family that they should yell out to whoever comes in next to help them find the window, as long as it's not the Weavers. DJ confirms in an interview that they didn't want "the Florida team" to get on their bus. Probably didn't want to repeat the Waffle House experience, not to mention the pre-Waffle-House panic. I have a feeling that once on a bus with those folks is probably enough. "They'd better fend for themselves, because nobody's going to help them," he says. I do believe the Weavers have probably noticed that, but it appears they wouldn't trust anyone enough to accept help anyway. Ouch.