Guido and Momily are asked to come sit at the big table with Phil. Yep, you know where this is going.
Phil tells Guido that they were the last team to arrive at the temple. They're horrified. He goes on to explain, however, that Momily chose not to do the Detour, and choosing to intentionally skip a task costs you twenty-four hours. So who's out? Momily. Who are the luckiest bastards in the history of reality television? Team Guido.
Now there's been some chatter about whether this was fair or not -- why was the penalty so big when the other penalties were so much smaller? Speaking for myself, I think this was perfectly fair and right. Momily didn't screw it up, as Ensure did at the Eiffel Tower, and they didn't stretch the meaning of the clue to their own advantage, as did Guido and Danza with the train in Italy (though I think that penalty was far too small to begin with, as I've said before). Momily gave up. They got tired and they said, "Screw it." And not saying "screw it" is an absolutely critical part of the game. Look at the last couple of episodes -- the mental fatigue is setting in for everybody, and everybody has wanted to quit. It's sad, but I think any other outcome would have been completely unfair. I love Momily, and nothing would have made me happier than getting rid of the Guidos, but this is completely the correct and fair ending.
"I'm so sorry," a Guido says to Momily. Umm…well, I think they're sorry in the very, very narrow sense that if they had the ability to choose to keep Momily and eliminate another team of their choice, they'd probably do so. But frankly, I'm not sure I get a genuine regret vibe here. Bill comes over and gives Nancy a very fakey-looking hug. I mean, everybody loves Momily, but Bill is thinking what Bill is ALWAYS thinking: "Yesssss!"
In an interview, Nancy tells us that when they skipped the Detour, they weren't trying to cheat. They were trying to get out of the situation, and I think we all get that. Nancy feels bad, because she wanted to quit, and she pushed Em to quit, and now she's having the truly disgusting, DISGUSTING realization that the very thing she and Emily have wanted so, so badly for so, so long -- to beat the Guidos -- was available to them, and they didn't hold it together long enough to collect. And it stinks. Woulda been a great story, wouldn't it? The arrogant Guidos recline in their air-conditioned hotel room, sure of their hefty lead, while the scrappy Momily recovers from adversity and scrambles to the finish, leaving Joe and Bill to stand agape while Phil tells them they're toast? It's hard to imagine a more satisfying ending for those of us who aren't Guido fans. And it's hurting Momily to realize how close it was to happening just that way. But, que sera sera. Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug.