In Dubois, Wyoming, things have antlers. None of those things appear to be turtles, but here we are at Turtle Ranch, where the Bransens are arriving. They learn that while it's 7:40 in the evening right now, the ranch isn't operational until 7:00 in the morning. So that's a 12-hour delay, adequate to ensure that indeed, because of the way the race was planned, nothing has mattered or possibly could have mattered since the Paolos were eliminated. Monument Valley, the rappelling, the bear, the water skiing, the second Yield, the balloons, the railroad, the coal, the waiting around for Old Faithful...all irrelevant. Couldn't have mattered, by design. So we did all that for the heart-pounding, blistering excitement of it, because it had no effect on the contest. Hope you enjoyed all the driving around!
The Weavers find Turtle Ranch and note the hours of operation. "Now we're all going to start even," Mama says. "That's stupid," Rebecca mutters, apparently not noticing that if it weren't for the identical situation that they crowed about last week, they'd be hours and hours behind right now. They get in their trailer, and Mama talks about how they shouldn't think about the other teams anyway. "I don't want to see these people," Mama says with disgust. "They're not really the kind of people we want to hang out with," says (I think) Rachel. I'm sure that's a powerful disappointment to all the people on the other teams who were dying to spend the evening with her hearing about how hard it is to be the only nice family left.
The Linzes are driving toward Turtle Ranch, snacking and yelling. Now that's living right! When they get to the ranch, they're quite pleased to see that they've caught up to everyone. The Gadzookskis are next to arrive, and they are happy about the bunching also. Meanwhile, in the Weaver trailer, while the other teams are out socializing in the great outdoors, the Weavers remain holed up in their trailer, talking about how unfair it is that everyone is out to get them. Mama says she doesn't "get it." "Just 'cause we're a threat," Rachel supposes. Well, sure; that, and the fact that you're total assholes. In an interview, Nick comments that it seems to be the Weavers' perception that everyone is being mean to them, and he makes it clear that eliminating that perception is not exactly his number-one priority. I suspect it's after the knitting of his own tea cozy, and I think we know where that falls on his Things To Do list. Christine exchanges hugs with the Tonyas before everyone is off to sleep. Because Christine needs lots and lots of hugs. Various teams turn out the lights in their trailers. The Weavers' trailer continues to be lit by the warmth of self-righteousness.