The taxi pulls up in front of the house, the driver honks the horn signaling its time to pick up the eliminated contestant.
The camera pans to the front door of the home in anticipation and fades briefly as the sound of footsteps grows louder. The screen comes back instantly as the door begins to open.
Monty walks slowly out of the door on his way to the taxi, he appears to be distracted and rubbing his back.
As he moves closer to the camera, he has a troubled, if not pained look upon his face. Perhaps unlike Phillip, Monty had not expected to be departing so soon.
“Pained? Me? No way…” Monty puts up a good front and then laughs. “Okay, ya I pulled something in my back. I put some icyhot on… can you smell it? Its bad, but whatever helps right? I’m not accustomed to losing. That said, I’m not really cut out for the farm life. I’m a white shirt kind of guy, not dirt under my nails.” Shrugs, “for what its worth, I had fun.”
Jesse grabs a plate from the buffet, “Oh yum, turkey. I love turkey.”
Danny watches as Jesse mounds his plate with food, “worked up an appetite I see.”
“This is good eats!” Jesse grins as he joins them at the table. “I’m sorry, Suzi. I’m a bit… ripe.”
James remains quiet, simply eating his salad, moving the leaves around for a bit then taking another bite.
“Are you okay, James?”
James looks at Suzi and gives her a sad smile, “Sure.”
“Maybe tomorrow night, I’ll cook up some of the fish we caught today.” James winces at her words and she bites her lip, “Oh… sorry James.”
His fork paused in midair, Jesse sits horrified. “Eat… the fish… the ones we caught today?” He shudders, “Man, I don’t know if I can eat something that I seen alive.”
Suzi pauses and debates on what to tell him, then looks pointedly outside at the small caged area out back near the pond and back at his plate. “Oh?”
Jesse looks at his plate, puts his fork down and pushes away from the table. “I think I’m going to be ill now.” He moves away and staggers upstairs holding his mouth.
The whole room laughs including James, “Thanks, I needed that laugh.” He looks out at the window towards the chicken coup. “Should someone tell him you only raise chickens, or let him suffer for a while longer?”
The screen fades, the theme music plays and the credits begin rolling:
Brandon Zackery - 1 fish, 3 boots, 2LB 98+10+15+20= 143
Danny Williams - 3 fish, 2LB 84+30+20= 134
Gilbert Portis - 4 fish, 2 boots, 3LB 81+40+10+30= 161
James Zamora - 0 fish, 2LB 91+20= 111
Jesse Lomino - 2 fish, 1 boot, 2LB 85+20+5+20= 130
Monte Woods - 1 fish, 1LB 70+10+10= 90
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