Uchenna and Joyce are at a larger temple at last. Now, it looks like we're getting somewhere. They head in, and they go up to a low table where two guys are sitting on the ground. And on the table, they spot...some scissors. "Uh-oh," Uchenna is the first to say. They lean down and read the clue, which says, "To win the Fast Forward, each of you must have your head shaved." "I knew that was coming," Joyce says, and you can kind of tell she did. "I frickin' knew it." She literally rolls up her sleeves as she whips off her bandanna. "Okay, fine," she says. "Honey? Honey?" he says. "What?" she says. "Wait a minute, wait a minute. Do you want to shave your head?" "Let's go!" she hollers, raising her voice for just about the first time on the entire race.

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When we return, we see the last bit again, with, "Let's go!", which Joyce follows with, "Let's just do it. Let's do it. I don't care. Let's just do it; I'm not going back. I'm not going back." Uchenna, unsure whether he has to do anything to his already-shiny head, pulls off his cap to reveal a bandanna underneath, and then he whips that off and tosses it into the cap in frustration. Joyce says, "Oh, my God!" in a mock-giggly voice as she processes the fact that she's actually going to do this. She kneels next to one of the guys. "Ready?" Uchenna asks her. "I'm ready; let's just do it," she says. Seeing her start to cry, Uchenna feels obligated to jump in again. "I don't -- honey?" "Let's just do it," she says again, wanting to get started and done as soon as possible. "We don't have to do this," he says. "Are you kidding?" she says. "All this trouble to find this?" "My head is already shaved," he says. "Okay, but it's just me -- okay," she says, a bit teary. She signals the guy, and in spite of the fact that Uchenna is still saying, "I don't want you to have to --", the guy lifts the scissors and takes a big, close cut right at the front of Joyce's forehead, so at this point, there isn't really any turning back, which probably was a great favor to her. She cries, and even as the guy is cutting, Uchenna is still saying, "Honey, I don't want you to have to do this." "It's already gone, honey," she points out quite correctly, holding her hands over her eyes. She continues to cry. "I knew this was coming," she says. "I told you, I knew it." She's sort of half-laughing, half-crying now.