The Worst Tribe

This is the premiere episode of *Survivor: Maluku Islands*

## Challenges

**Reward Challenge:** *The Marooning*
The tribes will race through the jungle to gather camp supplies for camp. The first two tribes to arrive at an altar and light their station win, while the last tribe left will have to give up half the supplies on their mat. The challenge continues until the second-to-last last tribe lights their torch, when the challenge will end and no more supplies can be picked up.
**Winner:** Tenaga and Aksi

**Immunity Challenge:** *Draggin' the Dragon*
Each tribe would push a cart through an obstacle course. At each tower, they would retrieve a key. The key would be used to unlock a chest. They would then put the chest on the cart and continue on. Once they have collected all three chests, they must then take the cart apart, slide it through a barricade, put it back together, and make their way to the end. Two tribe members would then use the pieces inside the chest to assemble a giant dragon puzzle. The first two tribes to finish win.
**Winner:** TBA

## Story

### Day 1

Soft music plays as the season opens, shots of the beautiful Maluku Islands at the forefront of the action. The camera flies over a coral reef encapsulated by the ocean, verdant hills poking out of the ocean like a dragon's back.

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As the music grows fervent, the shot transitions into that of a helicopter high above land and water. Jeff Probst is hanging onto it, flashing his signature smile into the camera.

**Probst:** We're here in the Maluku Islands of Indonesia, known not only for their beauty but also a long history in the spice trade. Many traders have sailed these waters in search of spices worth their weight in gold. Even though that time has long since past, a new group of explorers has traveled here in search of a new treasure; one million dollars and the title of Sole Survivor!

The shot changes to three speedboats racing across the Halmahera Sea. In three quick shots, the audience glimpses at each tribe on their way to start the game.

**Probst:** This season we're bringing back the theme of Brains vs. Brawn vs. Beauty! Tribal lines will be drawn based on the traits the castaways use most in their everyday lives.

The view changes to a shot of the first speedboat, everyone aboard wearing a shade of green, matching the islands in the background.

**Probst:** This group is the Tenaga tribe, which represents the brawns this season. They rely on their strength and willpower to get by each day.

A close-up of a young Hispanic man is shown, his rippling muscles visible behind a green vest.

Following Hector's introduction, the camera pans past Hector to a burly man with a billowing mullet partially hidden under a massive cowboy hat. His enormous grin faces the sea, spray hitting him in the teeth. Taken aback, he spits into the ocean and chuckles, much to the disgust of a sinewy woman with flouncing curly blonde hair.

The shot shifts to the next boat, prompting another introduction from Probst.

**Probst:**Meanwhile, this group is the Cerdas tribe, which represents the brains this season. They use their high intelligence to thrive in society.

The camera focuses on a young woman with shoulder-length ebony locks and almond-shaped eyes hidden behind a carnelian pair of glasses.

The shot pans over to the other side of the speedboat. A man with messy brown hair and intense blue eyes stares out into the ocean. His tie, the color matching Tamryn's glasses, flutters with the wind over his shoulder.

Behind Terry sits a much older woman with short-cut grey hair and a tan jacket over a crimson sweater. Despite her wide smile, Donna's knuckles camouflage over the white edge of the speedboat.

The shot shifts to the last boat, prompting one last introduction from Probst.

**Probst:** Finally, these people are in Aksi, representing the beauties of the game. They use their good looks and charm in everyday life.

A beautiful young African-American woman, her flowing jet-black hair neatly fasted by a violet hairband, confidently smiles as the boat moves forward.

Following Jeanine's introduction, the scene switches to a young Asian woman wearing a lavender flower print dress scouting out the other boats.

Finally, the camera pans to an Afro-Asian young man with a black ponytail and a loose, purple tank top.

Following Porter's introduction, the scene switches back to Probst on the helicopter.

**Probst:** These eighteen Americans, from all different walks of life, will have to come together and form a new society while battling the elements and each other. They must learn to adapt or they'll be voted out. In the end, there will be only one left to claim the million-dollar prize. Thirty-Nine Days, Eighteen People, One Survivor!

Probst's chopper flies off-screen before the introduction of the season begins. After this, the show comes back to a time-skip. The three boats come into shore and the castaways get out onto their respective mats. Before them stands the host, a wide grin on his face.

**Probst:** Let me officially welcome you to *Survivor: Maluku Islands*!

The castaways erupt into cheers, Porter cheering noticeably louder than the rest as he fist-bumps the air. Most of the castaways and Probst get a good laugh out of this.

**Probst:** You, guy in the purple tank top! What's your name?

**Porter:** I'm Porter, bro!

**Probst:** Are you ready? You seem really excited!

**Porter:** Oh man, I'm always ready, I'm ready 24/7.

**Probst:** *(Chuckling)* Ready for what?

**Porter:** Uh, just whatever, man!

Now everyone gets a kick out of Porter.

**Probst:** Well, before we begin, I need to let you all know this seasons' twist. We've done it before several times and we're doing it again. This season you will be split up based on the attributes you use most in life-Beauty, Brain, and Brawn.

Most of the castaways look around at one another, some nodding as if they realize what tribe they've been placed on.

**Probst:** You in the red t-shirt, with the glasses.

**Victor:** Victor.

**Probst:** What tribe do you think you're on?

**Victor:** I think it's obvious, we're the brains.

**Tamryn:** No offense to the other tribes, but I'd have to agree.

Victor shrugs his shoulders as if to disagree with Tamryn's lack of offense. Most of the other Brains chuckle in embarrassment. An older man on the green mat furrows his eyebrows and stares at Victor.

**Probst:** Victor, that was a bit of a reaction. What's up?

**Victor:** She said no offense. If we're the brain tribe, it should be obvious we're more intelligent than the other twelve here.

**Probst:** Fair enough. You're right, you guys are Cerdas, the Brain tribe. Here are your buffs.

Probst tosses a sack to Terry, who catches it and starts distributing buffs. The host turns to the next mat and points at a young blonde woman.

**Probst:** What about you, girl with the blonde hair?

**Karen:** Oh, my name is Karen, and um, I guess we're the beauty tribe? Like, *(she gestures towards Tamryn)* she said, no offense.

**Probst:** What makes you think that?

**Karen:** Uhm...I dunno, we're, like, just kind of the most attractive group as a collective? Not to say the other two groups aren't attractive.

Marina can't help but roll her eyes.

**Probst:** Well, Karen, you're 100% right! You guys are Aksi, the beauty tribe!

He tosses them a second bag, which Porter eagerly grabs. As he begins to distribute their purple buffs, Probst turns to the final group.

**Probst:** Girl with the short brown hair. What's your name?

**Georgia:** I'm Georgia. I'm guessin' that makes us the brawns?

**Rickey:** I know I ain't no beauty or brain, so I'm gonna hafta agree with ya.

Everyone gets a good laugh out of Rickey's comment before Probst continues.

**Probst:** That's right, you guys are Tenaga, the brawn tribe. Georgia, how do you feel about being a brawn? Do you think that'd going to give you guys an advantage in this game?

**Georgia:** Jeff, I think it's gonna help us out in these challenges. All love and respect to the other two tribes, but if I do recall correctly, these early challenges are gonna be physical. If we can stay strong as a tribe, I damn well think we can avoid good ol' Tribal Council the first few weeks.

**Probst:** Well, before we begin, let me toss you guys your buffs.

He throws Hector the last sack of buffs. As he distributes them, Probst continues.

**Probst:** Well, since you've mentioned challenges, why don't we put that claim to the test? Right here, right now.

Most of the castaways are a mix of shocked, nervous, and excited.

**Probst:** Behind me is a jungle littered with supplies. You must collect those supplies until your time runs out. The twist is that you set the time limit.

Jeff gets a couple of confused looks, with Rickey taking off his cowboy hat to scratch his head.

**Probst:** In this jungle, you will find a lit torch attached to an altar corresponding to your tribe color. When your altar is lit, your tribe is done collecting supplies. When two of three altars are lit the challenge is over and no more supplies can be collected. Oh, and the tribe that comes in last place has to give up half their supplies. So, communication and speed are key in this challenge. Worth playing for?

The castaways all say yes, excited to begin the first challenge of the season.

**Probst:** All right, let's get started then. Go!

Everyone sprints off the beach and into the jungle. The underbrush is trampled and broken as the eighteen castaways snatch what they can.

**Rickey:** Grab the chickens!

*Squawk!* Isla and Tamryn make a mad dash for the chickens. *Crack!* Terry pushes a tree branch from his line of sight, accidentally breaking it. *Snap!* Porter trips over a log and damages a fish trap.

**Porter:** ***FUCK!***

In the midst of the chaos, Usaid notices something lodged in a tree hollow. He sprints over and awkwardly stuffs it in his pants before anyone can notice.

As soon as his confessional ends, the break in the chaos ends and the monsoon of people returns. Shots of people bolting around and grabbing supplies continue for the next minute or so before the older, gruff Brawn turns to a determined Georgia, sweat dripping from her brow.

**Clayton:** Hey, Georgia, we have enough. Go find our torch.

**Georgia:** On it!

Marina notices their conversation and turns to notice Donna dropping a bundle of coconuts.

**Victor:** Idiot!

**Donna:** I'm *trying*, Victor!

With a smirk and a flash, the beauty's following Georgia into the thicket.

After her confessional, Tamryn struggles to lift a heavy piece of bamboo. Matthew rushes over and grabs the end opposite to her.

**Tamryn:** Thanks!

**Matthew:** Of course!

After making back to his mat, Terry hunches his shoulders, catching his breath. Glancing over the mess of people, he notices something off.

**Terry:** Where are....*damn it*.

He bolts into the jungle and yells at his tribemates.

**Terry:** Get everything on the mat! We're low on time!

Shots of the three representatives rushing through the jungle are intercut with one another. Georgia breaks through the bushes. Marina follows quickly behind. Terry's going as fast as he can, but is it fast enough? Suddenly, someone pushes past brambles into a clearing. They appear before a small stone altar and place their hand on the lit torch attached to it.

**Georgia:** Yes!

Georgia lights her altar, but before she can celebrate not being last, Marina lets the whole island know she realizes she's being followed.

**Marina:** *HELL* no!

Marina and Terry crash through the brambles, twigs stuck in Marina's locks and dirt staining Terry's button-up. Both competitors try to push each other out of the way. Terry crawls up off the ground, but Marina trips him and he falls flat on his face. Without hesitation, Marina hops up and runs over to her torch. Terry tries to grab her ankle, but he misses, costing his team half their supplies. Marina lights her torch and jumps up and down in celebration.

**Marina:** Woohoo!

A crestfallen Terry sighs, only to be given a helping hand by Georgia.

**Georgia:** You alright?

She helps pull the door-to-door salesman off the ground.

**Terry:** Yeah, I'm fine. Thanks.

**Georgia:** No problem.

The firefighter audibly pats Terry's back, causing him to wince as she walks off. Terry glares at Marina, who's starting to make her way back to the beach with Georgia.

**Terry:** *(Under his breath)* Bitch.

The scene changes to the beach, with all three tribes standing on their mats, in front of their supplies. The camera focuses on Cerdas' meager supplies and a noticeably pissed-off African-American woman on the Brain tribe.

**Probst:** Alright, let's review. Tenaga, Aksi, you guys were the first two tribes to light your altars. You guys get to keep everything you put on your mats.

The Brawn and Beauty tribes cheer.

**Probst:** Cerdas, you guys came in last and had to give up half your supplies. You, the woman in the red button-up. How does that make you feel?

**Patricia:** My name's Patricia, and it pisses me off. I'm used to succeeding, so it irritates me that we came in last.

**Terry:** Well, if it hadn't been for...*(He gestures towards Marina)*

**Marina:** If you're gonna slander my character in front of everyone you don't need to know my name.

**Terry:** You tripped *me*. Actions speak louder than words.

**Marina:** Well, I wasn't the one being followed. Enjoy your...bamboo? Coconuts? Machete? That's kind of all you have left. Oops, sorry.

She turns to Jeff and smiles. Terry just shakes his head.

**Probst:** Wow. It's gonna be a long thirty-nine days. I can't wait to see how the rest of this season turns out.

He turns to the group as a whole once more.

**Probst:** Tenaga, Aksi, Cerdas. Here are your maps to your camps.

He throws the maps to each tribe.

**Probst:** Grab your stuff and head on out. Good luck!

The Brains, Brawn, and Beauty tribes grab their mats and start dragging their items toward the shore.

The camera zooms out into a wide shot of the island and all three tribes traveling to their camps before the show cuts to commercial.

#### Cerdas

Shots of beautiful island scenery are displayed on the screen as the members of the Brain tribe arrive at their beach.

**Donna:** We're here!

**Tamryn:** Oh my god, it's beautiful!

As everyone begins to pull their belongings on shore, several tribe members take in the tropical paradise they plan to call home for the next thirty-nine days.

**Donna:** I wonder what plants grow here?

A borderline middle-aged Chinese beanpole follows the two women up the beach.

**Matthew:** Clove and nutmeg, to name a few.

**Tamryn:** Really? Do you think we'll be able to find some spices in the jungle to add to our food?

Donna and Matthew both laugh at Tamryn's joke. Tamryn raises an eyebrow at their laughter, confused.

**Donna:** Did you look up Indonesian fauna before you came out here? I'm Donna, by the way.

**Matthew:** I'm Matthew. And yeah, haha, I did actually. I'm an environmental scientist and I have a hobby of gardening anyway, so you could call plants my forte.

After his confessional, the other three members of the tribe make their way up to the beach and park under the shade. Once everyone introduces themselves, Tamryn recites something she's been dreaming of asking for years.

**Tamryn:** What were you all thinking about for the shelter? I haven't exactly built something out of bamboo before.

Before anyone can speak, Patricia butts in.

**Patricia:** I think it's important to focus on our own personal skillsets and using those to decide how to move forward. I think Terry is probably one of the stronger members of our tribe, so if any of you don't mind I think it's prudent for us to get a move on grabbing bamboo, wood, et cetera.

**Victor:** I would prefer to join the two of you if you don't mind.

**Terry:**I don't see why not.

**Donna:***(Under her breath)*As long as he's out of my hair.

The scene switches back to the conversation.

**Patricia:** Is everyone alright with that?

**Tamryn:** I'm fine with it.

Everyone nods in agreement.

**Patricia:** It's settled!

The camera cuts to Patricia's smiling face before continuing into a confessional.

After her confessional, the scene changes to Patricia, Terry, and Victor walking through the woods.

**Patricia** You were fantastic in the challenge, Terry.

**Terry:** Haha, thanks! I don't know if I'd say I was that great, considering we lost for our tribe.

**Patricia:** Don't beat yourself up too much. You tried.

**Victor:** And failed.

Both the two older tribe members stop waling and turn to glare at Victor.

**Victor:** Am I wrong? I'm stating a fact. He *did* lose. Maybe it wasn't his fault, but we ended up with the least amount of supplies because of him.

A lull in the conversation in the conversation begins, awkwardness hanging in the air like the dense humidity already frizzing Patricia's quaffed hair.

**Terry:** No, I guess you're not wrong.

They continue their walk, Patricia attempting to resuscitate the conversation.

**Patricia:** At any rate, it doesn't matter because we're the Brains. We don't need as much because we know how to innovate. Watch us do really well at the immunity challenge.

**Terry:** You think?

**Victor:** Based on our physical capabilities and their physical capabilities, probably not. Especially when you consider that most early challenges on this show are physical.

Patricia's eyes widen, and a murderous smile grows on her face. Before she can rip his arm off, Terry replies.

**Terry:** You a big fan of the show?

**Victor:** Very much so. I've seen every season multiple times? I'm on many forums, I've even played online versions of this show.

**Terry:** Wow, you're dedicated, huh? Won any of those games?

**Victor:** Regrettably, no.

**Patricia:** *(Deadpan)* Hm, surprising.

As they continue walking, Patricia starts to only acknowledge Terry.

**Patricia:** So, you said you were a...

**Terry:** Door-to-door-salesman.

**Patricia:** How did you get into that?

**Terry:** Necessity.

They both share a chuckle.

**Terry:** I'm kidding, but not entirely. I can't exactly say sales was my career of choice.

**Patricia:** What did you wanna do?

**Terry:** Engineering, but back in my teens, I cared a lot more about the girls in my classroom instead of the chalkboard. Didn't exactly have the grades to get into that program.

**Patricia:** It's not too late to restart. You could always go back.

**Terry:** I have a family to feed, and this job pays the bills. Maybe if I win I could go back and do it. The million-dollar check from this would definitely take some heat away. You have a family?

**Patricia:** Two daughters, a son, and a granddaughter on the way.

**Terry:** That's fantastic! I can't wait to have grandkids.

**Patricia:** I can't wait to have a grandkid too! She's due in a few months. If we're talking about what we'd do with the money, I'd love for my million dollar check to be a nest egg for her when she starts off in life. I know too many people who don't have the means to follow their dreams.

**Terry:** That's really lovely. I can't imagine holding onto the money for almost twenty years, but you do what you can for your family.

**Patricia:** Oh, without a doubt.

**Terry:** You have a girl or guy back home, Victor?

Silence.

**Patricia:** Victor?

They turn around to see a trail of footprints about 30 feet back trailing into the jungle.

**Patricia:** Oh, fuck.

Whimsical music plays as the scene changes to Victor prancing about the jungle, turning over rocks, and digging in tree holes.

From Victor's confessional, we return to Patricia and Terry, staring at the footprints.

**Patricia:** We're voting him first right?

**Terry:** Without a doubt.

Patricia turns to Terry and smirks. He looks at her and raises an eyebrow.

**Terry:** What are you thinking?

**Patricia:** Final two?

He returns her grin.

**Terry:** Hell yeah.

From her confessional, we see Donna, Matthew, and Tamryn weaving palm fronds under some trees, the waves lapping on the beach in the background

**Tamryn:** So, why'd you decide to become a therapist?

**Donna:** When I was a child, my parents had a poor marriage. My father was either never sober or never home, and when he was home, he was usually beating my mother. Eventually, he disappeared and left us destitute.

**Tamryn:** Oh my god, that's terrible! I'm so sorry.

She places a hand on Donna's shoulder, but the older woman shakes it off. Inspirational music swells.

**Donna:** I appreciate your empathy. I do. But I moved past it. I *was* angry for a long time. In my twenties, I grew tired of being angry. So, I decided to channel the grief I had for a happy childhood into being a family therapist. That way, I could help families who could still salvage their marriage. The family unit is so important because the way children are treated and molded by their parents mold them in return. The experiences children have, are so, so, so vital their growth.

**Matthew:** Thank you for being so vulnerable.

**Donna:** Always.

**Tamryn:** I can't say I had a bad home life.

**Donna:** Be glad! It's one of the rarest and best things you can have.

**Tamryn:** I am! My parents have always been super-duper supportive of my dreams and interests and never told me I shouldn't be who I am. I'm super grateful for that.

**Matthew:** My parents were just glad that I wanted to go into something they felt would be successful. They were fine with me being my own person but were always concerned about my success in life. I think they were scared I wanted to be a journalist or artist or something.

**Tamryn:** Like me?

**Matthew:** And that would be the difference between your parents and mine.

They all share a laugh as the scene shifts into Tamryn giving a confessional.

**Tamryn:** Hey, I know it's kind of early, but what do you guys think about working together? I just vibe with you guys well, and I think it's important to trust people.

**Matthew:** I'm glad you said something because I was about to make a suggestion.

**Donna:** I'm glad as well! I think this will be an excellent partnership moving forward.

**Tamryn:** Yes! This is awesome. Eeek, I'm so happy, my first Survivor alliance!

Matthew smirks and raises an eyebrow.

**Matthew:** First? Are you making other alliances behind or backs, Tamryn?

The color drains from her face.

**Tamryn:** I- wait, no, I- I was kidding- I'm-

**Matthew:** Hey, hey, hey calm down, I was kidding! Unless you made an alliance during that first challenge you haven't had a chance to yet.

**Tamryn:** Oh, right, that's true...haha.

The scene transitions into Matthew giving a confessional.

The confessional ends with a shot of Matthew and Tamryn laughing at one another before transitioning into the next tribe segment.

#### Tenaga

Following the commercial break, a shot of a cockatoo, covered in matted white feathers, perched on a branch. It turns to the camera and squawks loudly before we see the six brawns arrive at camp for the first time.

**Georgia:** We made it y'all!

**Hector:** Finally.

**Isla:** Georgia, you were fantastic in the challenge.

She turns to their multitude of supplies won in part to Georgia's success in the challenge.

**Isla:** I mean, look at all that.

**Clayton:** You really did kill it in the challenge

Beaming with pride, Georgia does little to hide her massive smile.

**Georgia:** Aw, well I don't know, y'all helped a lot too. We won as a team and what's important is that we keep on doin' that.

**Rickey:** Amen to that! It'll be a rainy day in the sahara 'for we lose sumn' at this rate.

After Georgia's confessional, everyone introduces themselves to one another and groups split up to begin building the shelter. The scene shifts to two of the women on the brawns tribe, Isla and Karis, weaving palm fronds near their settled campsite.

**Karis:** You said you did what again?

Isla pauses to deeply exhale before continuing her palm frond. Her eyes are glued to the palm fronds, Isla's focus never abandoning the task at hand.

**Isla:** I teach sports science at ASU-Tempe.

**Karis:** Oh that's really cool! What got you into that?

**Isla:** I'm a big proponent of athletics and the benefit they have in all aspects. Physical, obviously. Mental. Spiritual too if you subscribe to that. Teaching sports science is my way of evangelizing to those who don't work out much. I try to run at least a mile a day to keep myself in shape, though it varies per day where I cap out.

**Karis:** Woah, good for you. You should do, like, triathlons or something.

**Isla:** I do.

**Karis:** Oh.

**Isla:** What about you?

**Karis:** Huh?

**Isla:** What do you do?

**Karis:** Well, I don't really run triathlons, but I walk to the mailbox from my third floor apartment and that's a hell of a walk.

**Isla:** No, no, I mean what do you do as a career?

Karis laughs and buries her face into her hands.

**Karis:** Oh my god, I'm so dumb. I swear, the heat's already boiled my brain. Um, no, but I DJ. Mostly house. It's all my own stuff.

**Isla:** Why create music?

**Karis:** Creative expression. I knew I was never going to be like, well you, all scholarly and shit.

**Isla:** Thank you, I appreciate you recognizing me being "scholarly and shit".

Karis rolls her eyes, while Isla's are still super-glued to her palm fronds. Yet both women grin.

**Karis:** My point is that while I love music and expressing myself, I was also never going to graduate high school. Ended up dipping and got my GED a few months later after I moved out from my parents.

**Isla:** That must have been difficult.

**Karis:** Definitely wasn't easy.

**Isla:** You seem like a very strong woman, Karis.

**Karis:** Thanks man, you too.

Isla turns up from her palm frond and looks at Karis.

**Isla:** I find it funny the four of them decided to go off together and left the two of us here.

**Karis:** What are you trying to say?

**Isla:** All I'm saying is we should watch out for each other because I have a feeling those four are saying the same thing right now.

The scene changes to Georgia, Tanner, Clayton, and Hector chopping up wood and bamboo to bring back to camp. A machete lands on a branch with a loud chop.

**Rickey:** And I'm tellin' this boy he better stand down or things are gunna get purty ugly.

**Hector:** What did you do?

**Rickey:** Knocked that son of a bitch upside the head. Boy was out cold. Police were there within the hour.

**Clayton:** Serves him right for trying to rob you. I would of done the same thing.

**Georgia:** No kiddin'.

**Rickey:** If my kiddos had been there with me? Ooh boy, I dunno what I woulda done.

**Clayton:** Family is the most important thing you have, you need to protect that.

**Georgia:** I can't wait to have kids. Hearin' y'all talk about 'em makes me heart get all fluttery. Clayton, it's nice to hear that you're a stay-at-home-dad. There need ta' be more men out there who are active in their families.

The scene briefly cuts to Hector's face, with him furrowing his eyebrows. He chops up another branch.

**Clayton:** I agree with you on that, I know enough men who barely know their kids. It's sad to be honest. I'm just glad I can devote all my time to my family.

The camera cuts into a shot of Clayton throwing a log onto a growing pile of wood.

**Hector:** Hey guys, I have an idea.

Everyone stops to look at Hector.

**Rickey:** What's the idea?

**Hector:** I feel like this is a really solid group. We all really like each other and we're the four strongest, I feel. Why don't we work together?

**Clayton:** I don't see a reason why not.

**Rickey:** Aw hell, why not?

Everyone turns to look at a hesitating Georgia. With a cocked eyebrow, Hector steps toward her.

**Hector:** You in Georgia?

**Georgia:** Sounds alright to me.

**Hector:** It's settled then. Go team!

As everyone breaks off into their chores once more and the natural flow of conversation begins again, a shot of a contemplative Georgia is shown organizing wood and palm fronds.

A shot of Hector taking another chop at pieces of wood followed by the shot of a snake slithering along closes out the scene, transitioning into the next camp.

#### Aksi

Finally, the beauties arrive at their camp.

**Karen:** We maaaaaaade it!

All the beauties cheer, happy their adventure can finally begin.

**Karen:** Also like can I *just* say, we have like two massive celebs here.

**Porter:** Make that three man, we've got Jeremy from "Life on the Wild Side".

He turns to Usaid, starstruck.

**Porter:** Loved you on that show, dude. They should NOT have written you out in Season Five.

**Usaid:** Heh, thanks, I appreciate that. Tell that to my agent who wanted me in movies.

**Karen:** We also can*not* forget Jeanine Burquest! Oh my god, girl, your Instagram posts? Thankful Thursdays make my week and clear my pores.

Marina's lips curl into a frown, a spitting whisper no one hears shooting out of her mouth like a dart.

**Marina:** *(mocking)* Can't forget Thankful Thursdays.

**Jeanine:** Thank you! I'm glad you like the posts. They're there to lift you up so I'm glad they're appreciated.

**Leroy:** Might as well point myself out before someone else does. Hi, my name's Leroy, I'm a musician. I live in Nashville. How's it goin'?

Everyone but Marina lets out a chuckle at that. The camera cuts to her.

Marina's confessional is followed by a shot of Leroy laughing along with everyone, but nervously eyeing his fellow celebrity tribemates.

After this, the show cuts to a scene in the jungle. Playful music sets the mood as a loud yelling can be heard from off-screen. A loud yelling can be heard from the jungle, as the tribe is seen building camp.

**Karen:** Do you guys hear that?

Suddenly, Porter is shown bolting into the half built camp site with an armful of fruit.

**Porter:** WOOOOO!

He ricochets into camp, sending a plume of sand into the air as coconuts and papayas fall to the ground.

**Marina:** Ah fuck, I think I got sand in my eye! Jesus!

**Porter:** *(out of breath)* I got....phew....I got fruit.

Everyone stops, stunned at the fry cook as he stares back at everyone, massive grin plastered onto his face.

**Jeanine:** You...ok?

He replies with a goofy thumbs up before bolting back into the thicket.

**Porter:** I'll bring back more branches!

Everyone pauses, unsure of how to respond before Karen begins to crack up, followed by Jeanine, then the rest of the tribe.

**Leroy:** What the hell was *that*?

**Jeanine:** I don't know but it sure was entertaining!

**Usaid:** I'll give him credit for being funny, but...

**Leroy:** He's a dumbass?

**Karen:** Hey, don't be rude.

**Marina:** He isn't wrong.

**Leroy:** Look, he's a nice enough guy and he's helpful. He's just...

Porter suddenly runs back into camp with a collection of twigs, dropping them at his feet. However, he slides into the rtwigs, falling flat on his face. He glances up at the rest of his tribe panting.

**Porter:** What'd I miss?

The scene changes to later in the day. There's a montage of everyone working on the shelter and preparing their camp. Meanwhile, Usaid is shown mentioning grabbing some more supplies and heading into the jungle. Once far enough away, he ducks behind a tree and pulls a note and something wrapped in cloth from his pants.

**Usaid:** Alright, what are you. Maybe an idol?

Usaid unwraps the item, which looks a lot like an idol. He grins wildly and beams at the camera before reading.

**Usaid:** "Congratulations, you have found a fake hidden immunity idol." That's okay, I can make this work. "You may NOT play this to cancel votes, as it has no *real* power associated to it and will not work. Use this to your advantage."

Usaid casts his gaze downward, biting his lip in thought.

**Usaid:** Ok, it's fake but I can still use this. Maybe plant it or use it to lie about who I'd use it for? I don't know, I'll have to hold onto it.

The scene switches back to camp, the three women of the tribe attaching the palm fronds of the shelter.

**Karen:** So like, where have you been that you love the most?

**Jeanine:** Favorite place in the world? Oh God, uhhh, I'd have to say New York City. It's just so full of life. There's always something going on and it's chaotic, but a good chaotic. Plus it's so massive so it's really easy to get lost in a crowd.

**Marina:** That's surprising.

**Karen:** What is?

**Marina:** That it's easy for her to get lost in a crowd.

**Jeanine:** I mean I get noticed occasionally, but for the most part I can go pretty undetected. It's honesty pretty nice. I enjoy the perks of fame but I don't enjoy the lack of privacy. Kind of exhausting.

Marina can't help but scoff, causing Jeanine and Karen to look in her direction.

**Jeanine:** All good?

**Marina:** Yup.

**Jeanine:** You sure?

**Marina:** Oh yeah, I'm peachy.

She looks at Jeanine, grinning before turning back to dropping her smile and turning back to the shelter. Jeanine looks towards the blond tennis instructor and rolls her eyes.

**Jeanine:** *(cautiously)* As I was saying, I enjoy my privacy, even if the perks of fame are nice.

**Marina:** Like money?

**Jeanine:** It helps, though I meant more along the lines of publicity and being able to get my message out there.

**Marina:** I'm sure the cash flow is number two, though.

Jeanine turns to Marina, who acts as if she hadn't said anything.

**Jeanine:** Do you wanna go talk?

**Marina:** Why would I wanna do that?

**Jeanine:** I...

She looks at Karen, who shrugs, croosarmed with wide eyes.

**Jeanine:** Marina, you've been making digs at me all day. Do you have a problem with me, because if you do I'd like to go talk and work though it.

Marina, with faux shock, turns to the model.

**Marina:** Excuse me? When have I been making digs at you? Don't read into things, it'll stress you out. That might give you acne, and Vogue doesn't like acne.

**Karen:** Can't they just airbrush that out?

**Jeanine:** You know what, Marina, when you want to have a normal conversation, come find me. I'm gonna grab some fruit.

As Jeanine walks off, Karen turns to Marina, brows furrowed.

**Karen:** Seriously?

**Marina:** What? I'm just having fun?.

**Karen:** Don't be like that to her.

**Marina:** You've been up her ass all afternoon.

*Karen:'* I'm being nice.

**Marina:** And I'm being honest. Don't tell me you don't think it's funny a multi-millionaire is playing a game for a million dollars. It's pointless.

**Karen:** We've all, like, silently agreed Porter is going first. Don't be a bitch and cause people to want to change that.

**Marina:** Was that a threat?

**Karen:** It was a warning. I get you don't like her, but people are going to get tired of you being an ass to everyone. Please just be nice.

Marina is silent for a moment before a huff leaves her lips.

**Marina:** I promise nothing. I will *try*.

**Karen:**  Thank you, you're a goddess.

The show cuts to the jungle, with Jeanine on the ground leaning against a tree. Karen is walking around before spotting her.

**Karen:** Jeanine?

Jeanine opens her eyes and looks towards her and smiles.

**Jeanine:** Hey.

**Karen:** How are you?

Jeanine laughs, shaking her head.

**Jeanine:** You know, Marina sucks. I'll be fine.

**Karen:** Give her a few days, maybe she'll cool down.

**Jeanine:** Maybe. I'd hate to see her when she's actually angry.

Karen sits down next to the model.

**Karen:** I just want everyone to be able to get along. I'm not big on conflict.

**Jeanine:** Neither am I. I had to learn how to be confident.

**Karen:** It's really not easy.

**Jeanine:** It's not! I got bullied a lot when I was a kid was in a really bad place as a teenager. I had to learn to become a strong person. People like Marina just bring me back to the place and make me relive those memories. I have to remind myself not to shrivel or explode anytime someone is like that to me. I have to stand up for myself without being too aggressive. It's hard.

**Karen:** I mean you always say you have to remember your worth...Hey, I'm not like, too much, am I?

**Jeanine:** What do you mean?

**Karen:** Well, I just have like, well you know, talked to you a lot and asked you so much about yourself. I wanna make sure I'm not annoying.

**Jeanine:** No, no! I'm honestly a bit flattered. It's been a little while since someone I don't know has taken such a genuine interest in me.

**Karen:** Oh, well good. I'm glad.

**Jeanine:** No, I actually really enjoy your company! To be honest, I was hoping you'd want to work with me.

Karen brings her hands to mouth and audibly gasps.

**Karen:** *No.*

**Jeanine:** Oh.

**Karen:** No, I mean, I do! The no was like, there's no way she wants to work with me.

**Jeanine:** Oh! I do, though!

**Karen:** Okay good! I'd love to align with you, then.

**Jeanine:** Just promise me something, okay?

**Karen:** What is it?

**Jeanine:** We go after Marina once Porter is gone.

Karen laughs.

**Karen:** I can agree to that.

Both women are showing joking around with one another before the scene ends and cuts to commercial.

## Tribal Council

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### Still in the Running

 Donna
 Clayton

## Next Time on *Survivor*...

* What's gonna happen at the next episode?...
* You tell me.