We now go to a reaction from Nick, who disapprovingly interviews that when Kwame and Bowie came in, everyone "rejoiced like the Munchkins in The Wizard of Oz." Well, except with less high-pitched voices. Nick thinks this is highly unfair. "There are weaker players on this team than Sam," he says, as the editors meaningfully show Bowie. I don't know, Nick...I'm not surprised that the people who live in the suite are not especially dedicated to the notion of a perfect meritocracy, because the fact that the concept of meritocracy cannot possibly make any of them feel very secure, considering how much merit they have. "I'm pissed," Nick says on Sam's behalf. Oh, come on. There may be weaker players, but there's nobody who screwed up the bargaining challenge the way Sam did. Except for...oh, hey...Nick!

In a later chat with Boyfriend Bill, Bowie says that he would have found it embarrassing to be let go before Sam. Nick -- still stewing in his righteous indignation -- refers to the whole thing as "a witch hunt to take down Sam." That's some bullshit, Nick. First of all, Sam wasn't a witch, silly. He was a loony. Second of all, what took down Sam was the dumb-ass gold-chasing plan, and...let's see...who cooperated with Sam on that? Once again, you. Nick terms the celebration "despicable," as we see Bill and Bowie clink their beers. I have a feeling Nick needs to see some more things that are actually despicable, because when actual despicable behavior rears its ugly head, bottle-clinking is almost never involved. "[Sam] will get his vengeance through me," Nick says, and winks, as a funny sound guy throws in a little clanging noise. Heh. It's cute, but ultimately, I'm not buying. Sam did plenty to get himself tossed without anyone else's having to do very much, and when you find yourself the advocate for the guy who fell asleep on the floor when the team was on a deadline, it's time to rethink your position. And perhaps time to go lie down yourself, Nick.