Sunrise. We are treated to a shot of a travel bag of some kind with a Bed Bath & Beyond tag hanging from it. Why is the tag there? Is that product placement? Is someone too good for the menial labor of cutting the tags off? You're not Trump yet, numbskulls. Heidi and Katrina are brushing their teeth when the phone rings. Amy answers it. I have to agree with those who have noted this week that that pajama top isn't doing a lot to flatter Amy. Robin tells her that they need to meet Trump at Trump Park Avenue at 9:00 AM. I love how Robin is artfully arranged just in front of a newspaper headline declaring Trump "Master Of The Universe." Just in case you've forgotten, as a result of the way Trump hides his light under a bushel. We watch the candidates leave Trump Tower, and then we are at the construction site at Trump Park Avenue. I hope it's partially completed and partially open, because the signs on the sides say something about "Opening Spring 2003" in huge letters. Maybe Trump says "2003" when he means "2004," the same way he says that all of the candidates have IQs of 200 when he means that they all have body temperatures of 98.6 degrees.
We cut to Trump, whose Hair is looking even weirder and more helmet-like than ever. This is the first time it has really looked neither like real hair nor like a rug, but actually more like a hat. Made of…guinea pigs, maybe? He's standing up on some scaffolding or some devil-may-care crap like that, getting the update from the Mighty Mustachioed Developer on how the construction is going. MMD assures Donald that it's going well. ("So well, oh great one, that it will be opening six months ago!") The candidates are brought up in an elevator to where Donald is waiting in a half-constructed area full of debris and construction guys and other priceless artifacts. When they are gathered, he comments that Protégé has been "decimated" by losing two consecutive challenges after the reshuffle. Wow. Being decimated ain't as tough as it used to be. So now Protégé has only four members and VersaCorp has six. Thus, Protégé is being given two minutes to choose someone from VersaCorp that they would like to steal. After a brief discussion, Protégé comes out with their pick -- they're taking Amy. Probably a pretty good pick, all things considered. Amy nods sadly. Woe is Amy! She's being taken away from the Team of Love! And being placed on…the Team of Assorama! Woe is Amy. She smiles bravely as Ereka moans, "Bye, Ame." Because Ereka just wants you to know that whatever is happening is most definitely all about her. Amy walks over and gives a hug to Heidi (whatever), and Trump asks her how she feels about the switch. "I'm ready to win," she says with a phony smile.