Lots of feet running.
First on the good flight? Wil and Tara. (D'oh!) Second, Blake and Paige. Third, Hope and Norm. Fourth, Cyndi and Russell, the inimitable Team Jeebus (claim your tm, whoever you are). Fifth, Chris and Alex. The darker-haired Bostonian tells us that he speaks Portuguese (he does?), because he played soccer (mmmm, soccer) for a team in Brazil for six months. Okay, he just jumped about twenty-eight points in my estimation right there. I love a boy who's a mass of contradictions. Anyway, sixth on the flight are Mary and Peach. Mary says that she and Peach love each other, and that the Fruit loves travel, but just doesn't know it yet. Hmm.
Gary is trying to get in a fight with OneTwin over who's next in line, but he actually looks like even he knows he has no case. OneTwin is like, "Whatever, Poindexter, get your ass back in line." And with that, the twins are last on the flight. And Gary and Dave are stuck on the last plane. Woooooo! A good development already.
Have we shown you a pretty shot of the side of an American Airlines plane yet? Because here is one. American Airlines: The Official Airline Of Not Falling Behind.
Anyway, the top seven teams relax on their flight. The last four board theirs a couple of hours later. Oswald says that he and Danny were sad to be on the last flight. Gary tells Dave they "can't be last." Tragically, because the universe is never that friendly, that's probably true. Hil tells her mom that she doesn't like the fact that they've fallen behind so quickly. Peggy and Claire are sad, too. Basically, the trailing teams are all kinds of sad, logically enough.
Commercials. You cannot escape the Power of Target. Behold, the Power of Target! Accept it before it destroys you! Your coffin will bear their logo! Resistance is futile!
The Amazing Yellow Line on The Amazing World Map approaches Rio. Phil recaps the last few minutes, in case you just now got sick of Iron Chef and switched channels. Wacky Brazilian camerawork -- wahoo! Green mountains! A towering waterfront city! Everybody's half-naked! Some of those very small bathing suits are ill-advised! On the plane, I should point out that Chris and Alex are sleeveless. (I mean, I shouldn't, but I'm probably going to anyway.) Anyway, seven teams are being cared for by American Airlines (The Official Airline Of Chocolate, Sex, And Money), while the other four are on, as Phil ominously adds, "another carrier" (which is, I guess, The Official Airline Of Sucking Wind).