Back at the Pit Stop, Hayden and Aaron are team number three. Close behind them, Gus tells Kris and Jon, "We followed you, so go ahead." Kris and Jon are team number four. Jon invites Gus and Hera to join them on the mat; they're team number five. They totally could have stayed for a beer. Kris triggers the high-yield explosive device strapped to her abdomen.
Hornio jumps on the mat and waits through Phil's dramatic pause. They seem sort of prepared to be eliminated, but they're still in such a good mood that it probably wouldn't bother them much right now. They get the news that they're team number six and they high-five. Disliking them less at the moment.
Dueling Mercedes. Bolo wants to stop at a convenience store and double-check their directions, and they do just that. MJ coos to Don, "Do you dare go any faster? I love it when you drive like a madman." Lori drives! Don drives! Bolo passenges! MJ passenges! A camera careens toward the mat at ground level, and -- Lori and Bolo, you are team number seven. "I don't know how, because we walked ten miles," Lori kvetches. She's smiling a little, though. I can't tell if she's pretending to be more mad or less mad than she actually is.
Don and MJ come up to the mat holding hands and smile as they get Philiminated. Without missing a beat, Don sincerely says, "Thank you for having us!" Which I love. It's like they didn't lose; they just came to the end of a great experience. After all, more than ninety per cent of the teams that go on this show aren't going to win, so it's best to have a good attitude about it. MJ and Don interview about how much they love each other, and even though they couldn't really pull their shit together this week, I can't blame them.
Next week, Jonathan and Victoria encourage one another to embrace their respective traditional gender roles, and Kendra is out of commission after being slingshotted into the air in a kind of reverse bungee jump. Those ergs of kinetic energy just keep breeding and breeding, you know?