Blake goes into the Roadhouse and asks for directions to the airstrip. As the guy gives them to him, he makes little directional hand gestures, and Blake sort of mimics them the whole time, which just looks very funny, like watching somebody's lips move when they read. Once they've secured the directions, the Teeth run out and hop in their SUV and take off, which provokes Wil and Tara to roar into action behind them. Wil's hair is reaching truly crazed proportions right about now -- it's like it's a metaphor for his mental stability. He and Tara bicker about where the airstrip is. Wil thinks it's on the road that runs right by the Roadhouse, but Tara says -- very snottily, I might add -- "I asked Chris and Alex, and they said it was on the main road." "This is the main road," Wil grumps. Tara gives in, and they take off in the same direction as the Teeth. Chris, seeing Taraweasel leave, shrugs it off. "They can sit on the plane three hours for something that doesn't matter." He, apparently, would rather stand by a phone booth for three hours, because that definitely matters. Oh, and Chris? Take off that bandanna you've got tied around your head. Your head and Chachi's leg should not be similarly attired. This is a bad sign.
The Teeth progress toward the airstrip, unnecessarily happy about getting on the first flight. Blake says that although Wil and Tara and Boston are sure there's no purpose in getting the earlier flight, "you take risks in this game, and [he] think[s] this is a risk that's going to pay off." He goes on to explain that it's always possible that working the phone will turn out to be a better strategy than going to the airport, but once again, Blake is always looking for the Wacky Scheme, and so he's hoping he won't screw himself by not getting a flight on the phone like everybody else is doing.
Behind them, Wil points out that he's following Blake, but he has no idea whether Blake knows where he's going. "You know Blake and directions," Wil says warily. HA! Okay, in thirteen episodes? You have to think everybody's going to make me laugh once, and that was Wil's chance. Wil decides the Teeth are on a road to nowhere, and he turns back toward the Mobil station. Practically as soon as he's gone, the Teeth reach the Glendambo Airfield. Oooh, burn! Wil was funny, but wrong about Blake in this case. One point for the Glowtoothed Boy.
Back at the Roadhouse, Wil chats with Boston about the location of the airport, and then leaves to go ask somebody for directions. He really does seem like the screws are coming a bit loose in these last few days of the race. Alex speaks in a low and amused voice to Tara about the disintegration of her team. "You guys seem like you're losin' it," he says. "Is Wil losin' his maah-bles or what?" Snerk. "Dude, Wil lost 'em," she responds. I really don't like her, but double snerk. Chris approaches them. "Is he comin' unwound?" he asks, referring to Wil. They return to the topic of flights, and Alex explains that Boston's flights are all booked to Queenstown. At this point, Wil returns to Tara and says he wants to leave for the airstrip. She asks him what happened to what was apparently his previous plan, which was to stay at the Roadhouse and call to book their flights to New Zealand. "Dude, make up your mind," she says. He asks her what she would like to do, and she says, "I'm not telling you, you just figure it out." Oh, dear. This is not a good situation at all. "I quit," Wil declares dramatically, but Tara just laughs. "You always quit," she points out. Wil curls up at the gas pumps, swearing that he's staying right there and will go no further. "I thought you weren't going to quit again," Alex says, amused. Taraweasel bicker some more, and Tara winds up telling Wil that he's "just an idiot." Boy, it's hard to imagine how these two crazy kids went wrong, isn't it? In an interview, Tara says she was really frustrated, because Wil has been doing nothing but griping all the time, and in his interview, he actually agrees. As they pull out of the Roadhouse to go to the airstrip, Tara yells out the window, "Can I please have a new partner?" (Write your own "didn't she already get one?" joke here.) They drive off, and Chris, leaning on the hood of the Boston SUV, smirks just a little. "Kid's comin' unwound," he comments. Yeah, no kidding. But of course it's Wil, so the winding was never really all that tight to begin with.