Team Go Team reaches the palace, and ditch their bags even before sprinting onto the grounds. Phil tells them they're team number two, and then clearly wishes he could back away while they jump up and down and scream like idiots.
Tammy and Victor once again stop for directions, but when they spot Kisha and Jen's cab behind them, it becomes a footrace to the palace, which fortunately appears to be nearby. The next person around the corner is Jen, followed by Kisha, who beat team Family Law by seconds despite being barefoot. Mommy'll be so proud. "It's okay, we're here," Jen says as Tammy and Victor join them on the mat. After they're welcomed to Bangkok, Phil tells Kisha and Jen that they're the third team to arrive and Tammy and Victor that they're the fourth team to arrive. But look out, here comes the "However." "Kisha and Jen, you have left your travel documents back at the Road Block, is that right?" They confirm it. "You're not going to be able to leave Thailand to go to another destination if you do not have your travel documents," Phil duhs, "so I cannot check you in at this point." Jen's chin has all but disappeared and Kisha looks around in wall-eyed horror as the ads hit.
After a replay of that awkward moment (this time including a shot of their Amazing Purse, in living color within a B&W flashback), Victor and Tammy tell them to "run like hell," because there's still another team behind them. Easy for them to say. Off go Kisha and Jen, as Tammy and Victor officially become Team Number Three. Or, to put it another way, the last team to arrive who didn't have to cross the city twice because they left their bags behind.
Out on the street, Kisha asks a driver, "Do you know where this is?" "No problem," he answers, and they dive inside. As they start the long ride back, Kisha says they had the mistaken assumption that "If you take a boat somewhere we have to bring it back." Even in a city where canals are used for transportation? By that logic, everyone should just stuff their backpacks in a locker at the airport and pick them up when they fly back out.
Mark and Michael have reached the parking lot for the Broken Record task, and Michael unpacks the trunk, leaving Mark to negotiate with the driver, who they can't fully pay. In pidgin English -- although I have to give him credit for not trying to make himself understood by shouting -- Mark offers to give the driver stuff from their bag to cover the gap between the 600 baht he says they have and the 785 on the meter, a difference of about five bucks. Mark gives him a flashlight and a compass, and the driver is satisfied. Oddly, the soundtrack doesn't seem to be; it keeps making that noise like a fencing foil being drawn across the strings of an autoharp. Or, as I've come to think of it, "Michael and Mark's Theme." But at least now they can get on with their rolling karaoke party. "That's easy," Mark sneers. "That's like waking up and putting my clothes on in the morning. It's second nature." Poor choice of words, given that his sleeveless shirt is showing off a fierce farmer's tan. Off they go, singing the whole way. After a brief shot of the sisters returning to their original cab, there's an interview where Michael says, "All I knew is we had to please these crazy local girls. Pretty local girls, I should say." Close up of one of the transvestites with visible sideburns peeking out from under his wig, complete with a reprise of "Michael and Mark's Theme." Mark says that they're in the entertainment business, after all. Uh, okay.