We pick up slightly before where we left off last night: with 13-year-old Trevor Moran from Temecula, California, getting on our nerves before being abruptly felled by a seemingly life-threatening illness before he even got a chance to audition. Indeed, now lying on the floor of the Cow Palace, he looks sick enough to be in a Lassie episode.
After the credits, we come back to paramedics working on Trevor while other contestants in the holding room look on in camera-ready concern. Out in the auditorium, a producer quietly informs Simon that someone's ill, so they'll move on to the next contestant. I don't know why Simon needs to know that one total stranger he knows nothing about will be replaced by another total stranger he knows nothing about, but he puts on a concerned face as well. The paramedics manage to revive Trevor and get some water into him, and as soon as he recovers, his first concern is to a crew member about whether he's going to get another chance to audition later today. Everyone promises he'll get an opportunity, if for no other reason than to keep him from stressing out and collapsing again. The bright side is that this has forced him to calm down and be less irritating.
Eventually he makes it out into the stage. Simon knows he was one who was sick earlier, and warns, "You get one chance at this, Trevor, so you gotta nail it." Cue Trevor's background track: "I'm Sexy and I Know It." Oh my God, way to burn off all the goodwill you got by getting sick. The audience laughs, either at him or with him, while Britney and Demi exchange glances like, "Is this kid for real?" I'm afraid that's the only explanation. Trevor gets quite the ovation from the house. "I'm not entirely sure that was age-appropriate," Simon understates. L.A. says he owned the stage and rocked the house. Demi said he was fun to watch, and Britney thought he was completely adorable. "I think you're going to be remembered for this performance," Simon adds, which may or may not be a compliment. Trevor gets four yeses from the judges, and lives to get dehydrated backstage another day.
And now we're in Greensboro, North Carolina again, because the editors just threw all the footage into a blender, I guess. At the judges' table, Demi kisses a sheet of paper and sends it up to a birthday boy in the audience. "This one is going to be thrown in a very cold shower in a moment," Simon says. Dream on, pervy.
Backstage, some chick power-flirts with a sixteen-year-old kid in the guise of pretending to be concerned about his girlfriend. The kid is Owen Stuart, who wants to use the prize money to move to NYC and marry his girlfriend, about whom he wrote a whole album. He's in hell over having to be away from his beloved, to a disturbing degree. So when he goes out onstage, it's so he can be with her again. This is some Shakespearean shit, y'all. He bores the judges with the whole sad story of their separation after his family moved to Charlotte, and dedicates his song to Tori.