Bransens and Linzes arrive close together at the pit stop. Wally and the Tonyas arrive in third place, and the Linzes in fourth.
The Gaghans continue to try to get past the Pepsi machine, and they finally do. Meanwhile, on the Godlewski bus, we get a nice shot of someone's ass -- Tricia's, I think -- that shows off her zebra-striped thong, yellow low-riding thong, and green polka-dotted bikini underwear. Well, you wouldn't want to be caught on a whirlwind trip full of intense physical challenges without your zebra-striped thong, now would you? Gaghans, arriving. Godlewskis, arriving. And next to the mat, it's...the Gaghans, once again managing to come in -- you guessed it -- second to last. If that's their strategy, they're certainly good at it. I can't remember the last team that was this good at almost getting eliminated.
Godlewskis arrive on the mat. Unsurprisingly, they are not eliminated. Phil takes all their money. He also takes all their possessions, except what they're wearing, har har. As they start to hand over their stuff, Phil says, "Do you have any idea how ridiculous you look?" They say they do, and then Phil very seriously says -- miraculously making something funny out of what could easily be dumb shtick -- "Did you know it was illegal in Panama to wear underpants on top of underpants on top of your pants?" For a minute, I half-expect the Gadzookskis to be arrested. They insist this is just their "sense of humor," all the underwear on the outside and so forth. They interview about how they'll just rely on how nice people in Panama are, meaning, "We think people will just give us money because of the cameras." I am not looking forward to shrieking crossed with begging.
Executive Producer? Jerry Bruckheimer.
Next week: Walking. Seriously. We've been reduced to that as preview-type excitement. And the Weavers get stuck in the mud, which will undoubtedly amount to an insignificant fifteen-second event.