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Episode
7 – Sleeping Giants
Jeff: Previously
on Survivor:
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Tensions mounted
at both camps. At Platz, Brian threatened Lora for her actions at
the previous Tribal Council. At Coble, Kris strengthened his bond
with Sylvia. Dan began to grate on the members of Old Platz, which
Kris decided to use to his advantage. He hoped to swing Amanda and
Melissa to vote for Dan. Meanwhile, Maria and Lora got into a catfight
and Mary Ellen began to get pushy. Will wanted to throw the Immunity
Challenge so that he could get rid of Kris, but in the end, it was Platz
who lost and went back to Tribal Council, where Kevin followed Maria and
Brian in voting out Mary Ellen.
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10 Survivors
remain. Who will be voted out tonight?
Theme
Song
Platz
.
(The sun
rises over camp Platz. Lora's been up all night. She sits and
stares at the fire pit)
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Lora: (Narrating)
I went into Tribal Council last night fully expecting to be the one to
go. I just got incredibly lucky that Mary Ellen decided to get all
bossy and draw all the attention on herself. I'm sure it was Brian's
will to get rid of her. If it had been up to Maria, I wouldn't be
talking to you right now.
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(Brian and
Maria get up and come out to the fire)
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Brian: (To Lora)
Where's my breakfast, b****?
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Lora: You
want me to cook for you now?
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Brian: H***
yes. You're still here because of me. Never forget that,
b****.
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Lora: (sighs) Fine.
I'll see what I can find…
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(Lora gets
up and leaves)
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Maria: She's
sure falling in line, isn't she?
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Brian: (smugly)
Of course.
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Brian: (Narrating,
laughing) Ha ha! We got the b**** running scared now. She knows
who the man in this camp is. I've broken her will. Lora won't
dare mess with us again.
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(Kevin stumbles
out to the fire)
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Kevin: Hey,
buddy. What's for breakfast?
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Maria: (smiling)
Victory, Kev. Victory.
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Kevin: (disappointed)
Oh. I was hopin' for… pancakes.
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Maria: (Narrating)
Ooh! I'm just SO happy today! Lora actually thought she could
outsmart me. Well, I showed her. I hold all the power in this
tribe, and the next time we go to Tribal Council, she'll be the one going.
It just feels so good to be in control of this game!
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(Cut to Lora
angrily hacking at chickweed. The sun rises higher in the sky)
Coble
.
(Pan down
on Coble's meadow. Kris walks along, reflecting)
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Kris: (Narrating)
Well, last night Coble avoided its last vote as a tribe. I like to
think that had we gone to Council, I could have ousted Dan. Still,
I'm quite grateful that we didn't go. Things don't always work out
in practice as they do theoretically.
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(Kris walks
into camp. The campsite is abuzz with activity. Will and Sylvia
are gathering
firewood.
Dan and Amanda are looking on as Melissa boils a pot of chickweed)
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Dan: I wonder
what the reward will be today? Maybe we'll win a picnic lunch.
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Amanda: (impatiently)
We just won that. Besides, we're merging today, so there won't be
any reward.
.
Dan: Oh really,
Ms. Amanda? Well, we'll just see about that, won't we?
.
Amanda: Trust
me.
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Dan: (rolling
his eyes) OK, whatever you say.
.
Melissa: Well,
I hope we do merge today. It's going to be so much fun to have some
new people around.
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(Will, Sylvia,
and Kris approach)
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Will: How's
lunch coming?
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Melissa: Just
a few more minutes.
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Kris: (To
Sylvia) Would you care to join me in a private picnic, milady?
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Sylvia: (Giggles)
Um, let's eat with the group for now
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(Will watches
this exchange, frowning)
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Will: (Narrating)
Kris is still working this Sylvia angle, and I don't like it. He's
obviously trying to get rid of me. Trying to do it through Sylvia
is just backhanded. If Kris wants to take me down, I wish he'd do
it directly instead of hurting Sylvia.
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Melissa: OK!
Looks like it's ready to eat!
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Dan: Huh?
Is it done?
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Melissa: It
sure is!
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(Coble digs
in. A Helicopter shot pans from an aerial view of Camp Coble to Camp
Platz)
Platz
.
(Lora and
Kevin go for Tree Mail)
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Kevin: Um, hey
Lora. Did you and Brian break up?
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Lora: Yeah,
Kev. Like, a week ago. Let's look at our mail, OK?
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Kevin: Um,
OK.
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(Lora pulls
out what appears to be a map with some text written off to the side)
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Lora: (reading)
Only one will go
To represent all
Follow the map,
Hurry, don't stall
You have only ten minutes
An ambassador to select
Choose unwisely here
And your merge could be heck
(To Kevin)
Let's go!
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(The two
run back towards camp)
Coble
.
(Will and
Sylvia have brought Tree Mail back to camp.
Will holds
an open discussion about what the tribe's goals are)
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Will: OK, now
do we agree as a tribe that if we have a choice, we want to stay at this
camp site?
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(People murmur
agreement)
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Will: Old
Platzes, you agree?
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Melissa: Yeah.
This camp is so much nicer than our old one.
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Will: OK,
great. Tribe name. Any ideas off the top of your heads?
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Dan: Coble.
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Sylvia: Um,
Dan… That's our name now.
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Dan: Oh, right.
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Will: So no
ideas. OK, I'll just see what I can come up with.
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Kris: (breaking
in) What you can come up with?
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Will: Well
yeah. I'm the logical choice for ambassador, am I not?
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Kris: And
why, per se, are you a better choice than I?
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Will: Well…
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Kris: Hmm?
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Sylvia: Look,
we don't have much time. (Pauses) I'm thinking of a number
from one to ten.
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Will: Five.
.
Kris: Six.
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Sylvia: It
was nine. Kris, you win.
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(Will reluctantly
hands the map to Kris)
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Will: (Narrating)
I found it pretty convenient that Kris won Sylvia's completely subjective
numbers game, but I’m not going to make a big deal out of it. Ambassador
isn't really a very important job. I will miss out on the one on
one scheming with a member of the other tribe, but I guess this gives me
the opportunity to strengthen my bonds here.
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(Kris loads
his backpack and walks to the edge of camp)
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Melissa: Good
luck, Kris! I know you'll make the right decisions.
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Kris: Thanks.
Farewell, all!
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(Kris exits
the camp)
Platz
.
(Lora's read
the Tree Mail to Brian and Maria)
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Brian: "Ambassador?"
Sounds like some kind of boring s***. (To Maria) You wanna do this,
babe?
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Maria: Not
really.
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Brian: (To Lora)
OK, b****. You handle this. But don't try to screw us
over, got it?
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Lora: Yeah.
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(Lora hurriedly
packs her bag and leaves with no fanfare.
.
Cut
between shots of Kris and Lora hiking across the rugged terrain.
Cut to an
aerial shot of some stone ruins. Kris and Lora approach from opposite
directions.
They meet,
exchange glances, then march towards the fire set up in the middle of the
ruins)
Ambassador's
Summit
(Shots of
food a table loaded with food and two soft beds set up on a pedestal.
Lora
and Kris approach the roaring bonfire, where Jeff is waiting)
.
Jeff: Hey guys.
Welcome to the ambassador's summit. You guys will now serve as ambassadors
for a very important event in your world: the merging of the two
tribes. Coble, Platz, no more. Tonight, a new tribe will be born
under your guidance. You will sleep under the stars, in these clean
beds and by morning, you will have made several important decisions.
Among them, creating the new tribe's name and painting a new tribal flag.
Now because this is a big responsibility, we want you to be well-fed, so
you're thinking very clearly. So if you guys will have a seat, we'll
get your food.
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(Kris and
Lora exchange grins and sit down at a low wooden table.
Jeff brings
out a huge pepperoni pizza and sets it in front of the ambassadors)
Jeff: Tell me
this is not gonna be a fun night. This is first, and there's more
to come. Now, what would pizza be without beer?.
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(Jeff pulls
out a case of Bud Lights. Kris grins. Lora merely shrugs)
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Lora: I don't
drink.
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Kris: I can
respect that. Jeff, can we have some sodas, perhaps?
.
Jeff: Yeah.
I'll snag you some ice cold Sierra Mists.
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Kris: So,
Lora. Tell me what's been going on over at Platz. Who went
last night?
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Lora: Mary
Ellen.
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Kris: Hmm..
So how are alliances shaping up over there?
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Lora: (laughs)
It's me versus everyone else.
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Kris: (smiles)
That sounds like my situation at Coble.
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Lora: Really?
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(Jeff returns
with two sodas and two yellow buffs)
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Jeff: Thought
I'd drop these off while I was at it. Your new buffs.
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Lora: Yellow!
How cute!
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Lora: (Narrating)
I couldn't be happier with the merge color. I love yellow.
All in all, I'm really glad I got to come to the Ambassador's Summit.
Kris is a pretty nice guy, and we got to eat until we were full.
I did feel a little guilty about eating while everyone else is starving,
but not that guilty!
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(Kris and
Lora dig into their meal. Lora stops after a few slices
of pizza,
but Kris hungrily wolfs down slice after slice)
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Lora: So, what
are we going to call ourselves?
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Kris: (Chewing)
They left us some books of Newfoundland history. See if anything
jumps out at you in there.
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Lora: OK.
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Kris: (Narrating)
I didn't care at all what our clan's new name was to be. The name
is even less important after the merge than it is before. From this
point on, the only person I owe allegiance to is myself, so any name Lora
came up with was fine by me.
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(Kris is
finally finished eating. Lora pulls out a large yellow flag)
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Lora: They want
us to paint our new name on this.
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Kris: By all
means.
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Lora: (Narrating)
Kris really left all the creative decisions up to me. He seemed to
want to focus more on strategy.
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(Lora paints
on the flag as Kris watches)
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Kris: So at
this point, you're a totally unalligned player?
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Lora: I guess
you could say that. But I sorta want to see if I can rejoin my old
friends on Coble.
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Kris: Of course,
of course.
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Kris: (Narrating)
From a strategic viewpoint, Lora was really a dead end. She's made
enemies with everyone on Platz, which is the group I most need to allign
myself. Not to say it was an unpleasant evening, but it really did
nothing to help my position in the game.
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(The sun
begins to set. Lora finishes the flag)
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Kris: Are
we done with all of our ambassadorial duties?
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Lora: I think
so.
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Kris: All
right. I believe I shall test out those beds.
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Lora: Great
idea!
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(The two
ambassadors crawl into the beds. They've soon fallen asleep)
Platz
..
(The sun
rises over the ocean. Lora and Kris arrive on Platz beach in a small
boat.
Brian and
Maria are asleep, cradled in one another's arms. Kevin's nowhere
to be seen)
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Kris: Shall we
wake them?
.
Lora: I guess
we have to. (Firmly) Brian, Maria. Get up.
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Brian: (rousing)
What the f***?
.
Maria: (groans)
What time is it?
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Kris: Get
up. We just have five minutes to gather as many of your things as
we can. Where's Kevin?
.
Brian: How
the h*** should I know?
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Lora: I'll
find him. You guys grab all the stuff.
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(Lora runs
off)
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Kris: (Nods)
Maria.
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Maria: (Nervously)
Kris.
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(Maria, Kris,
and a very groggy Brian run about, gathering up Platz's possessions.
There isn't a whole lot to gather. Maria wads up all the blankets
into a ball while Kris gathers up the cooking supplies. They're able
to gather everything of value and place it on the boat long before the
five minutes are up. Lora returns, leading Kevin by the hand.
He's rubbing his eyes)
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Lora: He was
asleep in the woods. We all set?
.
Kris: I believe
so.
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(The five
hop into the boat and begin to row away. Maria looks back at Platz
beach)
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Maria: (Narrating)
I'm the only player left in the game who's never been to Coble. I
feel kinda sad leaving Platz like this. I know every inch of this
place, and It's kinda scary going to a new place. But I'm also really
excited. It's going to be a lot of fun to see new things and be around
new people.
Coble
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(The boat
approaches Coble beach. Everyone gathers around to welcome their
new tribemates)
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Melissa: Welcome
to Coble beach, you guys! Or are we still even Coble?
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Lora: We'll
get to that in a minute. But first, we have new buffs for everyone.
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(Lora and
Kris distrubute yellow buffs)
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Will: Yellow?
Por que no, eh?
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(Everyone
gathers around Kris and Lora to hear the details of the Summit)
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Sylvia: So,
what do we call ourselves now?
.
Kris: We are
now the Smallwood Clan. The name is derived from Joseph Smallwood,
premier of Newfoundland for 23 years.
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Brian: "Small
wood?" F***in' retarded name... There's nothing small about
my wood, is there babe?
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(Maria giggles)
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Lora: (disgusted)
Well, that's our name anyway. Now...
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(Lora pulls
a yellow flag from her backpack)
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Lora: This
is our new flag.
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Kris: Lora
did an excellent job painting it. I have no artistic talent, so I
relented from helping.
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Melissa: Oh!
That is so cool! Let's hang it up over there!
.
(The group
disperses to hang up the flag. Amanda looks
at the group
in disgust and walks off by herself.
.
Lora takes
Will's hand and leads him away from the group.
Sylvia watches
them leave, a satisfied little smile on her face)
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Lora: (Narrating)
If you told me a week ago that I'd be glad to see Will's face, I'd think
you were crazy. But after all that's happened recently, seeing him
again was just a real godsend.
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Lora: Will,
you were so right about Brian. He completely turned on me
over at Platz. As soon as he saw Maria, he dropped me like yesterday's
trash.
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Will: Smiley
and Maria? Isn't she married?
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Lora: Yeah,
but that's not the worst of it!
.
Will: Oh?
.
Lora: (tearing up)
He got really abusive, Will. When we tried to vote Maria off, he
pinned me up against a tree. I thought he was going to hit me.
.
(Lora leans
in and rests her head on Will's shoulder)
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Lora: (sobbing)
You'll protect me now, won't you?
.
Will: Yeah.
Of course I will.
.
(Pan back
out to Sylvia, who watches the two embrace)
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Sylvia: (Narrating)
It's good to see that I was right about those two all along. All
their fighting there at the beginning was just a mask for their true feelings.
(smiles) When you've got it, you've got it.
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Will: (Narrating)
I have mixed feelings about my reconciliation with Lora. On the one
hand, it's good that I've patched up a broken relationship. But on
the other, it's not good for me strategically to have someone depending
upon me so closely. Nonetheless, I promised I'd protect her from
Brian, and I'll keep my word.
.
.(Pan up
to the sun, rising high in the noonday sky.
Maria lies
on the beach in a bikini. Brian is nowhere to be seen)
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Maria: (Narrating)
Today it was actually sunny here in Newfoundland, so I asked Bri to leave
me alone for awhile so I could work on my tan. It sure is hard to
get a little privacy on this new beach. I mean, first Kris showed
up...
.
(Kris approaches
Maria)
.
Kris: Good afternoon,
Maria.
.
Maria: Oh,
hey, Kris. How's it going?
.
Kris: Maria,
I'll get right to the point. We had an alliance back on Platz, no?
.
Maria: Yeah…
.
Kris: Can
I still count on your vote?
.
Maria: (lowering
her voice) Look, Kris. We had a plan, but it won't work now.
I'm with Brian and Kevin now.
.
Kris: I see.
But do you really think three votes are enough in a tribe of ten?
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Maria: (pauses)
I guess not…
.
Kris: I propose
that you allow me to piggyback on your alliance as a fourth vote.
Now, I'm not promising anything, but I may be able to secure as many as
three additional votes, should you so desire.
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Maria: Yeah!
That sounds great! Rock!
.
Kris: So we're
an alliance again?
.
Maria: Mm-Hmm.
Now, get out of here before Brian comes back.
.
Kris: OK.
I'll be in touch.
.
(Kris leaves.
He passes Dan, who is standing there staring at Maria)
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Dan: (Narrating)
I thought when we merged I'd get to meet some new people, but I guess the
only person I've never really met is Maria. So I figured, what the
hey, I'll go over and talk to her for awhile, see what she's like...
.
(Maria drifts
off to sleep. Suddenly, a shadow falls over her face. Her eyes
flutter open and
she sees
a huge, hulking form standing over her and staring down. She sits
up and screams)
.
Maria: Ohmigawd!
It's bigfoot!
.
Dan: (looking around)
Huh? Where?
.
(Maria keeps
screaming for a moment, until she wakes
up a bit
and realizes she's not facing Bigfoot)
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Maria: (relieved)
Oh, it's you.
.
Dan: Who'd
you think it was?
.
Maria: (laughs)
Oh, I-
.
(Suddenly,
Brian races in from the side and tackles Dan.
He pins Dan
down and punches him in the face several times)
.
Brian: What the
h*** did you do to her, a***hole?
.
Dan: (crying)
Wha- I didn't do anything!
.
Brian: Then why
was she screaming, you little s***?
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Maria: It's
OK, Smiley. Let him up!
.
Brian: What'd
he do to you?
.
Maria: (embarrassed)
I thought he was Bigfoot. It's my fault.
.
(Brian glares
at Dan, then gets off him)
.
Brian: Yeah?
I can see why you'd think that. He looks like a f***in' primate.
Don't ever come near her again, you understand?
.
Dan: Yeah.
I understand, Brian.
.
(Dan hobbles
away)
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Dan: (Narrating)
Hello, I look like Bigfoot? You need help, Maria. And
I thought Lora was Brian's girlfriend? I was busy trying to avoid
her, and now it's Maria. I guess I just shouldn't talk to
any of the girls anymore.
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Brian: (Narrating)
After beating on that Dan kid, I really felt like hitting something else.
Luckily, that goth wannabe Kris was lurking around.
.
(Kris sits
and stares out at the ocean in deep thought. Brian approaches him)
.
Brian: What
the h*** are you looking at, freak?
.
Kris: Nothing.
Just contemplating the sea.
.
(Brian kicks
Kris in the side)
.
Brian: Contemplate
that, a**munch.
.
(Kris rubs
his side and watches Brian walk away)
.
Kris: (Narrating)
One would hope that today was an isolated incident, but I fear that Brian
has chosen me as an outlet for his rage. Perhaps if he knew that
I was one of his strongest allies, he'd leave me be. Approaching
him is risky however, so I thought it better to gain Kevin's trust.
.
(Daylight
begins to wane. Kris finds Kevin hitting a pine cone around with
a stick)
.
Kris: Hello, Kevin.
.
Kevin: Hey,
buddy. Hey, you wanna hear something cool?
.
Kris: Sure.
.
Kevin: The
oldest living thing is the Bristlecomb Pine. There's one in California
that's like, 4,600 years old.
.
Kris: How
interesting.
.
Kevin: Yeah...
.
(Kevin stares
at Kris for a minute, then breaks his gaze. He suddenly turns around
and walks away)
.
Kevin: (Narrating)
Hey, buddy. Today I came back to my old camp. There are a bunch
of new people around like Kris, and Mrs. Brennit, and Amanda, and
um... I guess that's it. Yeah...
.
(Melissa
and Amanda sit by the fire. Kevin approaches them)
.
Kevin: Hey, buddy.
.
Melissa: Hi,
Kevin! What are you up to?
.
Kevin: Oh,
not too much. We voted Mary Ellen off the other night.
.
Melissa: (laughs)
You sure did.
.
(Amanda watches
Kevin, smiling)
.
Amanda: (Narrating)
I guess Kevin's somewhat entertaining, but as a whole, I hate having this
many people around. Everywhere I turn I run in someone. Ugh!
I can't wait until we vote some people off and get a smaller tribe again.
This is going to drive me crazy!
.
Melissa: (Narrating)
I just love having such a big group around camp. There's always someone
new to talk to. This is the biggest our tribe's ever going to be,
so I guess I'd better enjoy it while I can.
.
(Kevin and
Melissa continue to chat. Amanda gets up and leaves. She runs
off down the beach.
She becomes
a silhouette against the orange sky as the sun begins to set. At
camp, Will and
Kris build
the fire up in preparation for nightfall. Sylvia takes Lora off to
the side)
.
Lora: (Narrating)
Sylvia wanted to talk to me alone last night, and I was pretty eager to
catch up. We've been seperated for a while now, and I always thought
of her as one of my friends when we were Coble. We started off talking
strategy, but then it turned to the men in our lives. You know, girl
talk.
.
Sylvia: So,
it looks like we're on the same team again.
.
(Lora gives
Sylvia a blank stare)
.
Sylvia: You
know, with you and Will...
.
Lora: Me and
Will? Oh! No, it's nothing like that! We're just friends.
.
Sylvia: I
see. So you and Will aren't seeing one another?
.
Lora: Oh,
no. He just agreed to protect me from Brian. (Sighs) He's such a
sweetie.
.
Sylvia: Yeah.
So, what's the deal with you and Maria?
.
Lora: (frowning)
The deal is that no good slut turned Brian against me.
.
Sylvia: Ah!
So you're jealous?
.
Lora: (Scoffs) She
can have him.
.
Sylvia: Then
where does this hostility come from?
.
Lora: She
was just so mean to me the whole time we were over at Platz. That
girl is just not very nice.
.
Sylvia: Interesting.
.
Sylvia: (Narrating)
The rivalry between Lora and Maria fascinates me. They both have
strong boyfriends, so it's no longer simple jealousy. It's my opinion
that the rivalry stems from some fundamental differences in their value
systems, but I'll have to look into the situation more before I can come
to a final conclusion.
.
.(The tribe
eats a meager supper of boiled chickweed, then disperses for the evening.
Amanda and
Melissa stay by the fire. Will watches them from the shadows)
.
Will: (Narrating)
Amanda and Mrs. Brennit have only voted with me once - three Tribal Councils
ago, so I'm not sure that they're actually still a part of my alliance.
They represent a unit of two votes, so anyone who can secure their loyalties
really has control of this game. I'm pretty sure that Kris has tried
to work them, so I thought it'd be a good idea to talk with them and see
where the alliance stood.
.
(Will approaches
Amanda and Melissa)
.
Will: I'd
like to talk strategy right now.
.
Melissa: Um,
sure, Will. What's on your mind?
.
Will: OK.
We've had a sort of unspoken alliance since we voted out Libby, right?
.
Melissa: Yeah.
I guess you could say that.
.
Will: And
it was pretty much guaranteed that had we gone back to Tribal Council,
Kris would have been voted out, right?
.
Melissa: Well...
um...
.
Amanda: Yeah.
We would have voted Kris out.
.
Will: OK.
Now, we've got another Tribal Council coming up soon. I need to know
that I still have your support.
.
(Amanda and
Melissa look at one another)
.
Melissa: I
don't know if I can promise you anything, Will. If you're voting
for somebody that we're planning to vote for, then of course we'll join
you. But if you go after someone else, you may have to get your votes
somewhere else.
.
Will: Hmm...
Amanda, do you feel the same way?
.
Amanda: I
don't really know. We're just going to have to see who wins Immunity.
.
Will: Fair
enough.
.
Will: (Narrating)
I didn't feel satisfied at all with our talk, but I guess it's as good
as I can hope for right now. At least they're not blatantly against
me.
.
(The tribe
crams all ten of its members into the shelter and goes to sleep.
The night
passes quickly, and the sun rises on a new day at Camp Smallwood)
Smallwood
.
(Amanda and
Will are the first ones up, performing their daily exercises.
But Sylvia
is also up quite early, watching the shelter expectantly)
.
Sylvia: (Narrating)
As soon as Maria got up this morning, I wanted to talk to her about the
situation with Lora. I simply have to understand what could
be fueling such a bitter rivalry, and I don't think I got the whole story
from Lora.
.
(Kris gets
up and joins Sylvia by the fire)
.
Kris: Morning,
Sylvia. Would you care to accompany me on a food gathering venture?
.
Sylvia: Um...
.
(Maria and
Brian also head out towards the fire)
.
Sylvia: Um,
later, Kris. I've gotta take care of something.
.
(Kris looks
stunned as Sylvia leaves him and walks up to Maria and Brian)
.
Sylvia: Hey
Brian, can I borrow your girl for a minute?
.
Brian: Yeah.
I guess...
.
(Sylvia drags
Maria off. Brian grunts and sits down next to Kris)
.
Brian: Scram,
buttsteak.
.
Kris: (getting up)
Yes, sir.
.
(As Kris
bounds away, Sylvia and Maria talk)
.
Maria: What's
up?
.
Sylvia: I've
been meaning to talk to you about Lora.
.
Maria: (frowning)
What about her?
.
Sylvia: I
need to know why you two dislike each other so much.
.
Maria: Ohmigawd!
You wouldn't believe how nasty she's been to me! I mean, when we
swapped, I tried sooo hard to be her friend. But she just
hated me from the very beginning.
.
Sylvia: Interesting.
Any idea why?
.
Maria: Obviously
she was jealous of my good looks. I run into that a lot.
.
Sylvia: I'll
bet.
.
Sylvia: (Narrating)
Even after interrogating both subjects, my results are inconclusive.
There's one final test I need to run, but that can wait till later.
.
(The day
progresses. Will and Kevin go for tree mail)
.
Will: Immunity Challenge
today, Kev.
.
Kevin: Yup.
.
Will: (reading)
So now you're one tribe
The next challenge you know
A test of endurance
Will torture you so
.
The North is quite frigid
You'll feel her full fury
If you give up too soon
You might not make the jury
Endurance challenge.
.
Kevin: Yeah.
Hey, um, was that a haiku, maybe?
.
Will: No.
Immunity
Challenge - Freeze Out
(Shot of
a run down, barn-like wooden structure. Close ups horizontal metal
pipes,
large exhaust
fans. The Survivors approach Jeff, who stands by the front door of
the structure)
.
Jeff: First
things first, as always, this guy's comin' back.
.
(Will hands
Jeff the Immunity Idol)
.
Jeff: Well,
let me say, congratulations on making the merge. The good news: you
now have a one in ten shot of being the sole survivor. Now because
we are in individual immunity, the idol's no more.
.
(Jeff pulls
out a butt ugly necklace)
.
Jeff: This
is what you covet. Since you're now competing against one another,
you have a chance to win individual immunity. Win it, you alone are
safe from the vote. To win it, you're going to have to withstand
one of Newfoundland's most pervasive elements: cold.
.
This building behind
me is an abandoned icehouse. In the days of the industrial revolution,
ice blocks were cut from Newfoundland's lakes and ponds and stored here
to be shipped to the States. Today, you guys are gonna be stored
in here. Each tribe member will stand on a segment of horizontal
pipe, and you'll have another pipe directly in front of you to hang on
to. Using this icehouse's massive fans, we'll pump icy air right
at your faces. Person who withstands the cold the longest wins.
If at any time you fall off your pipe, you're out.
.
OK, if you guys
are ready, we'll head inside.
.
(The Survivors
enter the icehouse and take their
positions
standing on the narrow metal pipes)
.
Jeff: Immunity
at stake. Survivors ready? (Doing the arm thing) Go!
.
(Pan down
the line. Everyone looks to be fairly comfortable.
Kevin grins
at the camera and waves)
.
Jeff: OK!
Let the cold air in!
.
(The fans
whir to life and a blast of arctic air hits the Survivors. Close
ups show that the airflow is
quite strong.
Hair is blown back and faces flap a bit in the wind. Kevin shakes
his head)
.
Kevin: Brrr!!!
That's pretty cold!
.
(Kevin climbs
down off his pipe)
.
Jeff: Kevin's
out after just thirty seconds! Who will be the next to go?
.
(Pan down
the line again. They guys seem to be much more comfortable
than the
girls. Maria and Lora, who are dressed somewhat skimpily,
are visibly
shivering. The cold is soon too much for Maria)
.
Maria: Ahhh!
I can't take it anymore!
.
(Maria hops
off the pipe and has a seat next to Kevin on a bench on the sideline)
.
Kevin: Hey, Maria.
.
Maria: (Nods) Kev.
.
Jeff: That's
two down, eight to go.
.
(Almost half
an hour passes before someone else gives up. This time it's Lora)
.
Lora: Ahhh!
It's coooold!!!
.
(Lora walks
away from the pipe and takes a seat on
the bench,
as far away from Maria as possible)
.
Maria: (singsong)
Look who isn't safe!
.
(Lora glares
at Maria, then rubs her hands in an attempt to warm up)
.
Jeff: Cold
air blowin' in!
.
(Pan down
the line again. Everyone looks determined. Jeff brings electric
blankets to
Kevin, Maria,
and Lora. Close up on Melissa. She grits her teeth and rubs
her knee)
.
Melissa: Oh,
my knees... OK. I'm done.
.
(Melissa
gets off the pipe and accepts Jeff's waiting blanket. Another half
hour
passes.
Jeff leaves and returns with a tray covered in several steaming cups)
.
Jeff: It wouldn't
be Survivor without temptation. Who wants a nice steaming mug of
hot chocolate?
.
Maria: (moaning)
Oh!
.
Dan: I'm not
going to turn that down.
.
(Dan climbs
off the pipe and grabs a cup off Jeff's tray)
.
Dan: I love hot
chocolate.
.
Jeff: It was
enough to bring Dan down. Any other takers?
.
(No one responds)
.
Jeff: OK,
I'll just let these guys have at it.
(Jeff distributes
the hot chocolate amongst the people on the bench)
.
Maria: All right!
.
Kevin: Mmm...
I love it.
.
(Pan
down the line again. Kris appears to be in a zen-like state.
Brian and Will close
their eyes
and grit their teeth. Amanda's teeth are visibly chattering, but
she looks
determined.
Sylvia also bears a look of determination. Another half hour passes.
Suddenly,
Amanda hops off the pipe. Without saying a word, she has a seat on
the bench)
.
Melissa: Yay,
Amanda!
.
Jeff: And
then there were four.
.
(The four
stand silently. No one says a word. Kris appears to be completely
calm and focused. Will and Sylvia are shaking violently, but cling
to the bar in front of them, determined not to move. Brian rests
his head on the bar in front of him and breathes rhythmically. Suddenly,
Will lets out a roar)
.
Will: Arrrrrgh!!!
That's it.
.
(Will gets
down, barely able to walk. He collapses on
the bench,
and Jeff covers him with a blanket)
.
Dan: You OK there,
Will?
.
Will: (annoyed)
W-w-what do you think?
.
Jeff: We're
down to three!
.
(In a matter
of minutes, Sylvia gives up also)
.
Sylvia: So...
very... cold…
.
(Sylvia takes
a seat on the bench and desperately tries to warm up)
.
Jeff: We're
down to two! Kris and Smiley! For immunity!
.
(Close ups
of the two finalists. Kris stares into the wind, unblinking.
Brian's knuckles
are white from gripping the bar in front of him.
Veins pop
out on his forehead as he struggles to withstand
the cold
for another moment. The others watch in awe from the bench)
.
Melissa: Wow!
How long have they been up there?
.
Amanda: Almost
three hours, I think.
.
(The face
off continues. And then suddenly, it happens. Kris's foot slips
off the pipe.
He breaks
from his trance and falls backward, just barely landing on his feet.
Brian looks
over, turns to the sky and lets out a triumphant yell)
.
Brian: I am
untouchable! Eat it, faggots!
.
Jeff: Smiley
wins immunity! Your concentration broke for just a split second,
Kris. Smiley, get down here!
.
(Quivering,
Brian gets off the pipe and approaches Jeff)
.
Jeff: Very
well earned. You are safe from the vote. The rest of you can
head back to camp and try to thaw out.
.
(The Survivors
exit. Will and Kris look down in disappointment as they walk away)
Smallwood
.
(The tribe
arrives back from the challenge. Will, Brian, and Kris head
immediately
to the fire to warm up, but Sylvia seems focused on another task)
.
Sylvia: If
I could have everyone's attention!
.
Amanda: (Under her
breath) What now?
.
Sylvia: Lora,
Maria, I'd like you to come here.
.
(Lora and
Maria reluctantly approach Sylvia)
.
Sylvia: OK,
good. This unhealthy rivalry between the two of you has gone on for
far too long. We're going to settle this here and now with a simple
exercise. Lora, you can start.
.
Lora: (skeptically)
What do I do?
.
Sylvia: I
want you to say one good thing about Maria.
.
Lora: What?
.
Sylvia: You
heard me. Now go on...
.
Lora: OK.
I guess Maria is a pretty girl. You know, if you like that look.
.
Sylvia: OK,
good. Maria, your turn.
.
Maria: OK.
Um, Lora's bland looks allow girls who are better than her to get more
guys.
.
Sylvia: Um...
That's not-
.
Lora: Wait,
wait, wait! I have another one. Maria helps to control the
population by spreading STDs to the stupid guys.
.
Brian: (Looking
up) Hey! You calling me stupid, b****?
.
Maria: Yeah,
well at least I'm not flat!
.
(Brian gets
up and grabs Lora by the arm)
.
Brian: You
need a serious attitude adjustment, b****!
.
(Will jumps
up and faces Brian)
.
Will: Let
go of her, you coward.
.
Brian: Make
me!
.
Sylvia: Stop!
There's no need for physical violence.
.
(Brian glares
at Will for a moment, then looks around. The whole camp is staring
at him)
.
Brian: (glowering)
No. Not now...
.
(Brian releases
Lora, who runs to Will and cries. Maria turns
to Brian
and mock cries. They walk off together)
.
Sylvia: That
didn't go over real well.
.
Maria: (Narrating)
I know Sylvia meant well today, but me and Lora were not gonna get
along. She's been too much of a needy b**** for too long, and I'm
gonna be so happy when we finally vote her out.
.
(Time passes.
The vote draws nearer, and the various alliances begin to discuss their
voting strategies. Will, Lora, and Dan talk at the edge of camp)
.
Will: It has
to be Kris.
.
Lora: Kris?
What's he done wrong? Can't we please get rid of Maria?
.
Dan: Yeah.
Brian's on the warpath for as long as Maria's around.
.
Will: (sighs) If
we don't get rid of Kris now, we'll regret it later.
.
(Amanda,
Sylvia, and Melissa sit around the fire. Kris approaches them)
.
Kris: May
I inquire how you ladies are voting tonight?
.
Melissa: Kris,
I'm not sure we can tell you that.
.
Kris: Would
you tell me if you were going to vote for me tonight?
.
Sylvia: I
would, Kris.
.
Kris: You'd
tell me, or you'd vote for me?
.
Kris: (Narrating)
I'm having trouble understanding our new clan's dynamics moving into this
council. What should be two clear cut alliances is actually at least
four splinter alliances. I'm not sure I actually have any allies
as the vote approaches, which concerns me.
Tribal
Council # 7
(The new
Smallwood tribe enters Tribal Council, where Jeff's waiting)
.
Jeff: Welcome
to tribal council. Congratulations on making it this far. Survive
tonight, you're guaranteed a place on the jury and a chance to be the sole
survivor. Let's start from the top. Melissa, is it a different
mindset now that it's not two tribes facing off but now ten indivuduals?
.
Melissa: Well,
the individual arguments came out in full force today.
.
Jeff: Really?
Fill me in.
.
Melissa: Maria
and Lora had a full scale verbal war this afternoon. It was awful.
If they were my kids, I would've sent them to time out.
.
Jeff: So,
would you say the mood of this tribe is hostile, Smiley?
.
Brian: If
you don't shut your hole I'm gonna get hostile on you.
.
Jeff: (Ignoring
Brian) Will, do big arguments like this help or hinder your game plan?
.
Will: They
definitely hinder it. When two personalities clash in front of the
whole tribe, the tribe tends to focus on which of the two personalities
to get rid of instead of the real threats.
.
(Kris smirks
at this)
.
Jeff: Kris,
Will mentions threats. Who do you think your greatest threat in this
game is?
.
Kris: (Pauses) Kevin.
.
(The whole
tribe laughs at this)
.
Jeff: You
all laugh, but Kevin has made it this far. Kevin, do you think
your non-threateningness itself could make you a threat down the line?
.
Kevin: Um,
yeah. Probably.
.
Jeff: Amanda,
you're another person who's been flying under the radar. Do you have
a master plan at this point, or are you just playing it day by day, trying
not to draw attention to yourself?
.
Amanda: Jeff,
you're ruining my plans! Stop drawing attention to me!
.
Jeff: All
right. Well, in Survivor: Marquesas, we introduced the concept
of immunity passing. When you won immunity, you then owned immunity,
and you could pass it on to someone if you so desired. Not gonna
happen this time. Whoever wins immunity, keeps it. And so we
come to the vote. The only person you cannot vote for is Smiley.
Anyone else is fair game. Kris, you're up first.
.
(Kris walks
up to the voting confessional. We don't see his vote)
.
Kris: Nothing
personal, you understand. I'm just hoping you don't have numbers
.
(Lora's next,
followed by Will. We don't see his vote)
.
Will: This isn't
really the way I wanted to vote tonight, but sometimes compromises have
to be made. Next time...
.
(Melissa's
up next, followed by Amanda, who gives a little smirk as she
writes down
a name. Kevin votes next, followed by Brian. He votes for Lora)
.
Brian: Payback's
a b****, b****.
.
(Dan votes
next, followed by Sylvia. Finally, Maria votes. She votes for
Lora)
.
Maria: Just
doing my part to control the slut population.
.
(Maria returns)
.
Jeff: I'll
go tally the votes.
.
(Jeff returns
with the voting canister)
.
Jeff: Just a reminder:
once the votes are read, the results are final. The person voted
out will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. First
vote:
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
. .
.
That's four votes
Lora.
..
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
.
. .
.
(Maria looks
positively shocked)
.
.
. .
. .
.
Jeff: That's
four votes Lora, four votes Maria.
.
.
.
.
.
..
.
And the first person
voted out of the Smallwood tribe:
.
Maria: Wow…
.
(Maria grabs
her torch and approaches Jeff)
.
Jeff: Maria,
the tribe has spoken. (Snuffs her torch) It's time for you to go.
.
Maria: OK.
Um, later!
.
(Maria exits)
.
Jeff: Well,
some of you may be thinking, "Old Platz is dead." But don't count
anyone out. This is still anyone's game. I have a feeling that
over the next three days, everyone's strategy is going to have to undergo
a whole lot of change. I'll let you guys get back to camp.
.
(The tribe
exits)
Maria's Final Words:
Ohmigawd! I was so not expecting
to go tonight. I thought we had Lora for sure... But I can't
hold a grudge. She played the better game. That's why she's
still out there and I'm sittin' here. So to everyone left in the
game, expecially Brian and Kevin, keep playin' hard and kick some d***
a**! (Giggles) Can I say that on TV?
Voting Record:
Amanda:
Maria
Brian:
Lora
Dan: Maria
Kevin:
Lora
Kris:
Lora
Lora:
Maria
Maria:
Lora
Melissa:
Maria
Sylvia:
Maria
Will:
Maria
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Just
for fun, I'm putting up some scenes from episode seven written by other
writers.
Maybe
you'll get a kick out of seeing how the events might have
played
out in another author's mind. Or maybe you won't.
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~ Mumbo