Meanwhile, Kim is nervous about the weigh-in. She should be, given how hard the Red Team sucked last week. She tells her team it's their last chance workout Jamaica-style, and asks when's the next time they'll have an ocean to crawl around in. Um, maybe when they go to the beach? They carry Kim on top of a surfboard, which is so Kim. The only way Jillian would have her team carry her Cleopatra-style is if she just drank ten gallons of lead. Cowboy Dave says that he doesn't know if anyone can expect big numbers this week, since they have access to room service and an open bar twenty-four hours a day. I feel like Jillian would somehow manage to pack one of her teammates into one of those tiny bottles of ketchup if they ordered room service. Bob has his team do crab crawls in the sand, and says that his strategy is basically to make his team work out all day. Bob has the decency to wear a t-shirt, much as Jillian has the decency to wear shorts. Would that I could say so much for Kim and her series of teeny bikinis. Bob and his team kayak, and he has them make a pact that none of their ranks is going home this week.

And then, it's time to leave Jamaica. Before they go, however, Bob gives his team some advice about eating and air travel. He basically tells them to take their own snacks, and touts the Nabisco 100 Calorie Packs. That is some kind of a product endorsement right there. I thought he was going to tell them to pack some baby carrots or something. On the plane home, the contestants' anxieties surface. Neil says that the trip taught him a valuable lesson, which is that just because you're away from campus doesn't mean that the fight's over. Isabeau tells the rest of the Black Team that it was hard to be away from the routine, but that it might be good to mix things up a little bit. Julie hopes that the members of the Black team win the weigh-in and prove that they were the people who should have been chosen in the first place. God, they're never going to get over that, are they?