Other Rachel and Dave easily make it to the Pit Stop, where Dave says of the greeter, "Always the gorgeous women, Phil." Says the guy whose wife looks like Emma Stone. Phil tells them that they're team number one -- again -- and they've won a trip to St. Lucia. This is their fifth win in nine legs, and you can't really blame Dave for saying they're the strongest teams still in the race, "Without a doubt." And by the way, with regard to Art and JJ, Dave promises, "We'll resolve the situation." Other Rachel interrupts, "If not, we'll just beat 'em." Sounds like a win-win proposition, except for the first option.
Vanessa is attempting the slalom course, but hits a flag. "Son of a monkey's uncle," she pseudo-curses. "You had it, baby," Ralph complains. A camera positioned high above pans from the course directly over to the cricket pitch, which turns out to be on the adjoining lot. There's a sitar version of "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" playing as Rachel yields the wicket to Brendon. JJ, meanwhile, is trash-talking the bowler. "Curve balls? I got you! I'm in your head right now!" Is that really cricket, by which I mean the verb? I think cricket trash-taking tends to sound more like, "That wasn't quite the thing there, old man! Better luck next bowl, eh? Cheers!" JJ hits a long fly ball to the outfield or whatever those two things are called, but the professional cricket outfielder catches it just inside the boundary. Then Brendon scores by hitting it up the middle and over the low boundary. So does JJ, who then steps aside for Art's turn. "If I can dance, you sure to heck can hit a ball," JJ snarls, adding that Rachel will never hit it out. Never. Way to motivate him to hurry, there.
Mark needs to take a break to sit down, but insists he's going to do it. Bopper says they should take the penalty instead. "I ain't taking nothing. I'm gonna do this or die, right on this spot" Mark insists. Looks like it might be both, going by how Mark gets flagged on his seventh attempt. Now that's a stubborn individual right there. Mark wants to go again, but Bopper wants to wrap it up and go home. "Now listen, man, the hell with that money...I'd rather have my buddy." Mark insists that he "got to." Good. Now just focus that clear-headed thinking on learning the dance.