Somewhere in the stratosphere, Tammy and Victor have hit the end of their respective lines. Victor squats down on the trail and starts crying, and Tammy tells him that if he's taken on the role of decision-maker, he needs to make one now. And here he pulls a classic dick move that I'd really like to blame on oxygen starvation due to the altitude: he tells her she can help make decisions, like he hasn't been willfully ignoring her input for the last several thousand vertical feet. To her credit, she calls him on it: "I can help make the decision now that we've walked up the whole mountain?" she says. Finally, finally, he agrees to turn around and go back. I really think that if she hadn't put her foot down, he would have walked all the way back to Munich and started the whole leg over.

The Flight Attendants have their coffin open and find their flag. Off to the Pit Stop for them, while one of the left-behind cheerleaders says, "We're clearly last." Clearly. Well, normally they would be, but this week? Last is the new seventh. Once Christie and Jodi are gone, they finally get the lid off. "I'll freaking rip it open with my bare hands at this point," one of them says. Their cab driver should be very nervous, because now that they have their clue and are off to the Pit Stop, she might do the same to him if he gets lost again.

Kisha and Jen arrive on the mat in third. Luke and Margie aren't far behind, and as Phil speaks/signs that they're team number four, I envy Luke for not being able to hear the pan flute.

Tammy and Victor reach the bottom of the hill, and Victor sighs, "Aw, there's a stupid arrow." Language! Shortly thereafter, they find the signs pointing them uphill to the coffins. "Sorry we have to go up again," he tells her. "Crapola," she responds. Like a couple of sailors, these two.

Christie and Jodi arrive at the Pit Stop and are walking up the footpath when Christie notices the Stuntmen running up behind them. The footrace is on, and Mark and Michael arrive in fifth, with the Flight Attendants just steps behind them in sixth. Hugs all around, now that both teams have moved up significantly in the standings.

Victor's being a big old drama queen as Tammy tells him to be careful dragging the coffin down the hill: "I don't care if I die," he says. "Oh, come on, Victor," Tammy says impatiently. Down they go. They get the first lock open, but the key that's supposed to be there... isn't. They can only conclude that the key got broken off in the mad slide down the hill. "And now we have the impossible task of finding a stupid key," Victor says. So he might not care if he dies, but breaking the fake coffin puzzle is clearly a showstopper.