The clowns get to the park and run up to the flags first. They locate and grasp the wire that will bring down the clue.
"Just let me out," Reichen says disgustedly to the driver who has successfully brought them to the beach. "This is awful," Chip says coldly to the driver. "You speak no English; I shouldn't give you any money." Good grief. I understand that Chip may have asked the guy if he spoke English, and the guy may have said "okay" or something. We never saw that, but it might have happened. But it is not that difficult to discern that someone knows absolutely nothing of the language you're speaking. Take ten seconds to find out, and you're going to know. Ask him to describe the route he's going to take. If he can't explain it to you, he's probably not hiding the ball. It means he doesn't speak English. So if you fail to figure that out before you get in the cab, I don't feel that sorry for you. Besides, Reichen knew while they were driving that the guy obviously didn't speak any English, and BuffJon realized it instantly. At any rate, you know Chip isn't behaving rationally, because why would you angrily lecture someone ("I shouldn't give you any money") in a language you know he doesn't speak? Unfortunately, the worst is actually yet to come. "Speak English!" Reichen growls disgustedly as he grabs his pack and walks off. Wow. They completely sucked in that sequence right there. You do not need to take out your Killer Fatigue on the locals, however stinky and hungry you may be at this point.
The clowns' clue falls down from the sky. Oh, would that clues would fall from the sky upon the racers more often...what a lovely, lovely world that would be. They rip the envelope open, and Al excitedly reveals that it tells them to make their way to Brisbane, Australia. "Wooo!" they yell. Phil explains that it's almost 7000 miles to Brisbane, and when they get there, they'll have to find a hotel, go to the concierge, and be escorted to a penthouse. I think I heard about a bachelor party once with invitations that had almost that same opening. But unless the task is going to involve a stripper that moves a wedding band back and forth between her nipples, it's not going to have the same ending. "Man, we're going to freakin' Australia!" Al yells happily. He doesn't need strippers, he's going to Australia!
The Chipsters bring down their clue next. I'm surprised Chip doesn't shriek at the envelope to come down faster. Or, actually, that Reichen doesn't bark, "Be written in English!" at it. Nearby, Kelly and BuffJon are approaching. Reichen reads the clue, and Chip offers a small "yeah," though I can't really enjoy his excitement, because I'm still pondering the sentence he should receive for the shitty way he treated the driver. "Let's go to the airport," Reichen says, suggesting quite the brilliant piece of strategy. I wish the entire Korean taxi industry would band together and make the Chipsters walk the whole way to the airport, and would drive along beside them yelling, "Faster, faster!" the entire time. Speaking of the airport, the clowns are grabbing a taxi there, too. The Chipsters appear to saddle up with the same beleaguered dude they were so nasty to last time, and they yell once again, "Quick! Quick, quick, quick!" You know, sometimes it's hard to say anything except...my goodness, the absolute nerve.