We Took a Nosedive

This is the season premiere of *Survivor: New Zealand - Vendettas*.

## Challenges

**Reward Challenge:** *Blind Leading the Blind*

The person deemed the *weakest* will be their caller. The two castaways viewed as the *strongest* will be blindfolded. Using only verbal commands, the caller will instruct the pair of blindfolded tribe members to go out into the field and collect four items. Every time they get an item, they must bring it back and hoist it to the top of their tribe's tower and then head back out. Once they have collected all four items, the caller will send them back out for a tribe flag. The first tribe to raise their flag to the top wins.

**Immunity Challenge:** *Octopus' Garden*

One at a time, the castaways must dive in to retrieve five buoys. Each buoy is located deeper than the one before it. Once all five buoys have been retrieved, the tribes have a choice between immediately starting the tossing part of the challenge or lassoing the target in first. Lassoing will reduce the distance between the platform and the target basket by 6 feet, making the tossing easier. The first tribe to toss all five buoys into the basket win.

## Story

### Day 1

The camera pans past the beachfront of Cathedral Cove, New Zealand, with the aerial shot capturing the beautiful contrast of the crystal clear blue ocean, lush golden sands and the dense, green vegetation that encapsulates it. Zooming out ever so slightly, the camera then focuses on a small speedboat resting steadily on the surface of the water - with Jeff Probst standing towards the stern.

**Probst:** We are here on the Coromandel Peninsula in New Zealand, located in the southwestern Pacific Ocean. Not far from the Bay of Plenty, this region of the country is home to an abundance of natural hideaways and overall, severely underrated natural beauty. Renowned for its green pastures, pristine golden beaches, stunning fjords and misty rainforests alike, this island hosts a vast array of biodiversity.

There’s a short montage of shots that highlights the points of interest, ranging from Milford Sound, Waitomo Glowworm Caves, Lake Taupo, Whenuakura and the Hot Water Beach. The camera cuts away from the montage and back onto Jeff for a moment before panning sideways, showcasing two boats heading directly towards the stationary one.

**Probst:** It is here that sixteen unique individuals from all different walks of life are gathered for the newest season of Survivor. As per usual, over the course of thirty-nine days, they will participate in a plethora of challenges and learn how to cope with limited supplies and basic rations. All for the chance of facing the jury at the Final Tribal Council, where they will have a shot at walking away with the million dollar cash prize.

As the two oncoming boats gradually draw to a stop, the camera flickers between the occupants on either vessel. Each holding eight individuals, excluding the driver, close-ups on their faces are shown briefly in quick succession.

**Probst:** From the offset, these sixteen castaways have already been divided into two tribes. Those with the green buff are known as Selwyn, whereas those with the yellow buff are representing Opotiki.

The camera focuses on the speedboat holding those repping green. From here, it zooms in on a beautiful young woman with short, candy-floss pink hair.

A close-up of an older gentleman in a brown, tartan vest is shown looking off into the distance at the surrounding, smaller islands.

The camera quickly pans to the African-American woman on his right, who is perched on the bench. Her head down and her eyes focused on her hands which are joined together at her knee.

The camera then cuts over to the speedboat with the remaining eight players, all wearing yellow buffs on a variety of body parts. A close-up of a middle-aged, Asian woman is shown as she fidgets with her sapphire dangle earrings.

Elsewhere on the boat, the aforementioned “peer” is shown in the form of a young woman with a buzzcut, whose body is decorated in tattoos.

The camera then pans to a man stood up against the railing, his hand resting on his hip whilst the other clings onto the bar for leverage.

Switching back to Jeff, he is shown having moved from his original position stood near the back of his personal speedboat. Now, he is stood on the shore, with the waves splashing against his bare calves and trainer-clad feet.

**Probst:** This season brings about a new theme known as *Vendettas*. This unique twist will come in a plethora of shapes and sizes to ensure drama, shocking blindsides and the eventual clash of the castaways’ huge egos and bright personalities. Is it possible for them to set aside their varying approaches to life? It is vital for them to learn to adapt, or they will find themselves on the chopping block. In the end, only one will be left standing to claim the million dollar cash prize. Thirty-nine days, sixteen people, one Survivor!

The camera quickly zooms out skyward, momentarily capturing a wide, aerial shot of Jeff and the castaways, but also of Cathedral Cove and the surrounding landscape.

*(Opening title sequence plays)*

As the introduction draws to a close and the theme song fades out, shots of the occupied ocean surface is shown on-screen. The two speedboats carrying the castaways tentatively make their way towards the shore. Once they have both reached as far as they can before running the risk of beaching themselves, the castaways all begin to jump off and into the shallow water - making their way to shore. A good-looking, muscular guy holds himself steady against the tide as he holds his hand out to assist the women on his tribe. Most of whom, accept his offer.

Once each individual is stood on their designated green or yellow mat, the camera briefly switches between the two tribes to capture their reactions. On the left of each mat is a stool that holds a pile of flipbooks. Some of the castaways’ eyes drift to that briefly, before turning straight ahead. The majority of them are all smiles as they face in the direction of Jeff.

**Probst:** Welcome… to Survivor.

The castaways are all shown erupting into a chorus of applause, as they all whoop and holler, some of them are shown giving each other side-hugs, high-fives and fist bumps. Once they settle down, Jeff quickly brings the attention of the group back onto himself for a moment before pointing at an older, tall African-American male.

**Probst:** Tall fellow at the back, what’s your name?

**Bertram:** Bertram, sir.

**Probst:** Hmm, let me guess. Some sort of ex-professional sportsman, correct?

**Bertram:** *(a smile breaks out on his face)* Absolutely! I had a career in American football for fifteen years before retiring. Ever since then I’ve just been trying to find myself beyond *that*. Haven’t quite figured everything out yet *(he lets out a laugh)*.

After he finishes, the camera then flickers over to the other tribe of eight. From here, it zooms in on a young woman who is tucking a strand of her bright orange hair behind her ear. When she catches Jeff’s eye, she perks up.

**Probst:** Young lady in the front, what’s your name?

**Meadow:** I’m Meadow!

**Probst:** Tell us a little bit about yourself. What do you do for a living back at home?

**Meadow:** *(her cheeks grow warm as she blushes, noticing the amount of attention directed her way)* Well, I’m a wildlife conservationist. Nothing all too fancy, I mostly work in a government office building trying to promote change and awareness on the sidelines. I’d much rather have first-hand experience with trying to help the environment, but it is what it is.

**Probst:** So does this opportunity double up as a chance to explore a territory that’s completely unfamiliar?

**Meadow:** I wouldn’t necessarily call New Zealand anything alien or remote. But to have to survive exposed to the elements on very basic rations… That’s definitely a challenge I’m looking forward to tackling.

The camera then focuses back on Cleo, who is shown rolling her eyes at this remark. Her facial expression is akin to that of a snarl. She seems to clock this and quickly composes herself.

To her right is a guy clad in a cartoonish, 8-bit shirt and khaki shorts. He is stood fidgeting, bouncing from one foot to the other.

**Probst:** *(pointing directly at him)* What about you?

**Lloyd:** Oh, um... hi, I’m Lloyd *(he waves generally, directing it at everyone on his tribe)*.

**Probst:** You seem to have a lot of energy from the looks of things. Are you keen to get started with the game? Or are they just first day jitters?

**Lloyd:** *(he chuckles, scratching the back of his neck)* It’s probably a mixture of both. Being out here and being able to play on a season of Survivor is genuinely surreal. I’m excited to get started, but from watching the show, I know there’s a lot in store for all of us, not just myself.

Turning back to Jeff, there is a moment of silence before he begins to speak.

**Probst:** From where I stand, I’ve been granted the perfect vantage point to document each individual reaction. Not only to the beginning of the game or your surroundings, but mainly of one another. Even though I have only had the chance to ask a couple of questions to Bertram, Meadow and Lloyd here, that was more than enough to quell any worries I had about this season’s theme being a fodder. But now, it’ll definitely be a doozie.

As Jeff continues to talk cryptic nonsense, some of the castaways share confused looks or side-eyes with one another as they try to figure out what he is trying to infer. Despite only being a couple of seconds long, the tiny pause seems to last a lifetime.

**Probst:** This is… *Survivor: New Zealand - Vendettas*.

A few murmurs can be heard from the group. Some castaways are shocked at the season’s subtitle, with a couple of jaws dropping as they vaguely figure out what that could mean.

**Probst:** By definition, clashing personalities occur when two or more people find themselves in conflict not over a particular issue or incident, but due to a fundamental incompatibility in their personalities, their approaches to things, or their style of life. It is clear that some of you may have been wondering why so and so is on your tribe or how you’re definitely not going to get along with *that* person, et cetera. As the main theme of this season, the casting and the division of tribes have been taken into consideration depending on your similarities, differences and rapport with one another, or lack thereof if it ends up being non-existent. From an outsider’s perspective, this would seem cruel. However, in order to overcome the trials and tribulations that arise within this game, it would be more enjoyable to see camaraderie overpower bitter rivalries when it comes down to needing to accomplish certain things.

The camera pans over to a plump, middle-aged woman with short cropped hair and a blue, floral button-down shirt.

**Probst:** First things first, let’s get to a reward challenge right off the bat, shall we? *(The group cheer with smiles on each of their faces)* Now, here’s how this will work. To the left of your mats is a stack of flipbooks, as you may have noticed on your way over here. You will each take one and then I will ask you to vote for who you think is the strongest *male* on your tribe first. Once that person has been decided, I will then ask you to vote for who you think is the strongest *female*. You will not be allowed to confer with each other about who you’re going to vote for, however, the two that have been voted the strongest will then decide collectively on who they believe is the weakest. After that, I will tell you what is in store with the challenge. Collect your books!

Once they are all divvied up, the castaways take their spots back onto their mats facing Jeff, awaiting further instruction.

**Probst:** Okay, first up we’re voting for the strongest male from each of your tribes. You will have ten seconds to decide. Once we are down to three seconds, I will begin counting down out loud. Understand? *(There’s a chorus of affirmatives)*. Oh and it should go without saying, you are not allowed to vote for yourself *(a couple of individuals laugh as Gabriel is shown grinning cheekily)*.

The camera switches between close-ups of the castaways as they quickly flip through their book. Some of them look up and assess each other rapidly before flicking to a specific page in their books.

**Probst:** Three, two, one… Reveal!

Close-ups of the revealed pages are shown in quick succession. For Opotiki, the tribe is completely divided with Frankie receiving four votes, PK with three, Lloyd with one and Wilbur with zero. Realising he has the most votes, Frankie is shown gasping before quickly composing himself, plastering on a pleasantly surprised expression. For Selwyn, the results are practically unanimous with Gabriel acquiring seven votes from his peers, with his own vote going towards Zane. He is shown nodding, with a cocky smile on his face.

**Probst:** So that means Frankie and Gabriel will be our male representatives. You can both stay where you are for now. Moving on, who is the strongest female on your tribe. Go!

Once again, quick flashes on castaways’ faces is shown in quick succession before focusing on Jeff as he once again counts down from three to one.

**Probst:** Reveal!

Just like last time, Opotiki displays a similar lack of unity with their answers. This time the votes ties on Cleo and Audrey who both have three votes a piece, whilst Meadow and Octavia both have one. Upon noticing the results, Cleo scoffs, evidently annoyed at the outcome of the vote. For Selwyn, Ellis is deemed the strongest female, racking up five votes out of a possible eight - where Kami received two, Sonja received one and Janet received zero.

**Probst:** Looks like we have a tie. Audrey and Cleo you can decide amongst yourselves who is gonna be the tribe representative for strongest female. Frankie, Gabriel and Ellis take a spot either side of me facing the rest of your tribemates.

As the three make their way towards Jeff, Audrey and Cleo are shown whispering to one another before Audrey breaks apart from their conversation and makes her way over, standing to the right of Frankie.

The camera then switches over to a confessional from Audrey, who is sat leaning against a tree, her arms folded and a vexed expression on her face.

**Probst:** Now that you’ve all decided who’s the strongest player on your tribe, it’s now down to them to decide who is the weakest *(the camera pans to Gabriel and Ellis who both lock eyes, their expressions blank)*. I’ll give you a moment to decide amongst yourselves.

For a moment, Frankie and Audrey are shown talking to one another facing away from their tribemates and towards the foliage behind them.

**Probst:** Gabriel and Ellis, who is the weakest player on your tribe?

**Ellis:** *(she exhales slowly)* Janet *(her tone is apologetic as she locks eyes with the single mom)*.

**Janet:** *(nodding)* It’s not a shock, so don’t worry.

**Probst:** Frankie and Audrey?

**Frankie:** *(pointing lazily)* Wilbur.

Almost sulking as he makes his way over, Wilbur struggles to disguise his glare which he shoots directly at Frankie. He simply shrugs and smirks before turning his attention elsewhere.

#### Reward Challenge

**Probst:** *(motioning with his hand)* If all of you would follow me.

After doing so, Jeff makes his way through a small gap in the foliage and off the golden sands. As the castaways follow him, the camera cuts to the other side in a wide-angle shot, accentuating a large podium and an obstacle course adorned with a variety of essentials. Taking a spot on the bench, those who weren’t chosen to compete watch on as spectators during this first challenge.

**Probst:** Welcome to the first challenge of the season *(applause rings out from the sidelines)*. Here’s how it works. The person deemed the weakest will be the caller. The two castaways viewed as the strongest will be blindfolded. Using only verbal commands, the caller will instruct the pair of blindfolded tribe members to go out into the field and collect four items. Every time they get an item, they must bring it back and hoist it to the top of their tribe's tower and then head back out. Once they have collected all four items, the caller will send them back out for a tribe flag. The first tribe to raise their flag to the top wins.

The cameras switch over to Frankie and Audrey who share worried looks with one another, Gabriel and Ellis seemingly doing the same. Wilbur is shown looking relatively smug, whilst Janet is simply staring at Jeff intently absorbing the information provided.

**Probst:** These items will be yours to take away if you win today’s reward challenge. If you lose, you will lose everything, even the items you managed to scavenge. Understood? *(Murmurs of agreement can be heard)* Wilbur and Janet, we’ll get you set up on top of your respective tower, the rest of you will be blindfolded.

A quick time lapse takes place as the camera fades out and reopens with the castaways in position and Jeff stood on an elevated perch too.

**Probst:** Survivor’s ready? Go!

 Caller

**Challenge highlights:**

* Before they even begin to receive instructions, Gabriel clutches onto Ellis’ arm and begins to slowly jog into the open. As he rapidly approaches the first item, Janet yells from her perch on the tower for him to slow down. Since Ellis is the only one to hear her, she comes to a stop. However, Gabriel continues moving forward, yanking Ellis to the point where she loses her balance and topples forward. Gabriel apologises profusely and she forgives him, reaching for the cloaked item.
* For the other tribe, their approach is calm and paced. Wilbur’s instructions are clear, well-versed and very loud - overpowering Janet’s softer tone of voice. Frankie and Audrey are able to listen to him perfectly and collect their first item with ease. They make their way back in the same direction they came, picking up their speed since they know it’s clear of any obstacles.
* Frankie and Audrey continues to make progress despite their slower pace. They collect their second and third items before Gabriel and Ellis have even managed to send back their second.
* Janet’s quiet voice and verbal instructions begin to grate those on the sidelines for Selwyn. Some of whom become a lot more vocal and try to interfere. Jeff quickly silences them, threatening to implement a penalty if they continue.
* Tension and annoyance also begins to grow between Gabriel and Ellis due to Gabriel’s inability to listen to instructions. Whilst Ellis tries to comply with what Janet tells them to do, Gabriel persists and tries to drag her further away from her - in a direction that takes them completely off-course.
* Wilbur is able to direct Frankie and Audrey to the fourth item and they swiftly return it. Frankie trips up on one of a small, now-vacant table but quickly recovers.
* Acknowledging Frankie’s slight limp, Wilbur directs them to the furthest part of the course and informs them that they have a huge lead so there’s no need to rush. Taking their time so that they don’t inflict any more damage upon themselves, Frankie and Audrey both make their way back to the start - thrusting the flag onto the platform for Wilbur to hoist upward.
* Elsewhere, Janet is shown incredibly frustrated and upset. Sweat is gathered on her brows and her light blue shirt is shown soaked at the armpits and breasts. Her attempts at trying to redirect Gabriel and Ellis are proven futile and she leans against the railing, her head resting in her cupped hands.

**Probst:** Opotiki wins reward!

Cheers erupt from the tribe as the members on the sideline rush in to give the competitors a hug and congratulatory pat on the back and high five. After removing her blindfold and tether from her partner, Ellis quickly rushes over to Janet who is shown to be very upset. Trying to fight back the tears that threaten to flow, Ellis gathers her in a brief, yet friendly hug. Janet is shown mouthing “I tried” to her, which she responds with “I know” shown via subtitles. Other Selwyn members also come to console her, whilst Gabriel is shown idly kicking a rock near the back of the group.

**Probst:** *(noticing Janet’s current state)* It already seems like this season is taking its toll on you emotionally and physically.

**Janet:** *(wiping her eyes)* Oh I’m just being silly. I think it’s a combination of the heat and frustration due to someone’s lack of listening skills.

The camera pans over to Gabriel who is looking at the ground, fiddling with the buff wrapped around his wrist. Jeff is shown smiling slyly at the brief exchange before turning his attention over to the winning tribe.

**Probst:** Shall we see what you’ve won?

The camera focuses on Wilbur who is still perched at the top of his tower. From there, he is shown passing down the covered items to PK, who places them by his feet. The others scramble to grab an item and unveil them. Flickering between close-ups of the items, Opotiki are shown to have won a box of matches and flint, a bag of rice, water purification tablets and a machete.

**Probst:** Now these may seem miniscule for the time being, but bear in mind that you all have a significant advantage over those on the Selwyn tribe. Plus, there will be plenty of opportunity to win bigger and better rewards that will help keep you sustained as well as improve the quality of life back at camp.

The Opotiki tribe are shown exchanging smiles with one another as they gather up their items and personal belongings. Clearly ready to head on out to their campgrounds.

**Probst:** Your win today also means that you collectively have a decision to make. This season we will be bringing back an infamous twist that is sure to keep people on their toes, socially… Exile Island.

Gasps and moans can be heard from the group as a close-up of a relatively distressed Sonja is shown. Her hand is also briefly focused on as she is shown crossing her fingers.

After the confessional, Sonja is shown whispering “they’re gonna pick one of us” to Kami, who is shown nodding in agreement.

**Probst:** As a group, you will pick one person from Selwyn to head on over to Exile Island. They’ll be isolated from that group until the immunity challenge and will be spending not one, but two nights away from base camp.

The atmosphere grows even more tense at this revelation. Jeff allocates Opotiki a minute to come to a decision and once they break apart from their cluster, Jeff asks them who they have chosen.

**Probst:** So, who are you sending to Exile?

The tribe look at one another, silently nominating Octavia to talk on behalf of the whole tribe.

**Octavia:** We’ve chosen Janet. Sorry girl.

A close-up of Janet is shown on-screen and her expression drops even more than it already has. A look of fear crosses her features before she masks it with sadness. Giving Ellis another hug and bidding goodbye to her tribemates, she steps off the mat.

**Probst:** A boat will be waiting for you on the shoreline. Head on back through the foliage and it’ll take you to Exile Island.

Nodding, Janet grabs her bag and swings the strap over her shoulder. Waving goodbye to her tribemates, the camera shows them waving her off as she steps through the brush and out of sight.

Footage of the speedboat cruising into the distance is shown for a moment. From here, it cuts to Jeff who is still stood in front of the two tribes.

**Probst:** *(holding out two tied scrolls)* Here are the maps that will direct you back to your camp. Head on out.

Slow motion shots of the two tribes are played in succession, showing the castaways gathering their belongings and heading out in opposite directions - one back through the foliage and along the beachfront, the other through a small patch of woodland. The camera slowly fades to black.

#### Exile Island

The episode reopens with an aerial shot facing downwards on Whenuakura Island. Switching out from the speedboat, a small wooden rowing boat can be seen entering the secluded, doughnut-like cove through a single 40ft-high cave before emerging into the small lagoon. With the help of the unidentified rower, Janet is guided onto the tiny beach before being abandoned. For a moment, she can be seen marvelling at the sheer beauty of this tropical hideaway, before she succumbs to an expression of mild panic.

Dropping her bag onto the ground, Janet takes note of a small sign wedged into the sand. With a simple arrow pointing down, she approaches and grabs hold of the small box that sits against the pole. Opening the top with ease, she takes out a small scroll alongside a necklace with a green stone attached. Analysing it for a second, she smiles before turning to the scroll, untying the knot and reading aloud.

**Janet:** *(clearing her throat)* Through peer judgement you have been excommunicated from your original tribe and sent here to live out the first couple of days in pure solitude. Whilst everyone else has been granted liberty to socialise and strategise, you have been left to your own devices - to conjure up ways in which you can integrate yourself back into an already-established rhythm amongst your fellow campmates. This hindrance could be your downfall before your game even truly begins…

She grabs the necklace and places it around her neck, clutching the gemstone in her palm and looking at it closely. She finishes reading the note.

**Janet:** Therefore, you have been granted this Pounamu Hei-tiki pendant that you can use at any time through the first phase of the game up until the merge. It has the capability to negate up to two votes, which could be essential for continuing your *Vendettas* journey *(a smile forms on her face)*. Use it wisely - play it when you feel under threat or leave it to expire, the choice is yours.

Letting out a shaky breath, Janet is shown clutching the pendant with a broad grin on her face, her pearly white teeth glistening as it catches the sunlight.

**Janet:** Guess I better start making some sort of shelter… besides, it could be the foundation for every other poor soul’s stay on the island later in the game. I feel like it’d be a good thing.

Footage of Janet clearing out a patch on the beach is shown with the ambient sounds of the wildlife gradually being drowned out. A confessional is substituted as narration for the brief scene.

As she continues her work making a temporary shelter for the night, the camera slowly fades to black.

#### Opotiki

When the scene reopens, the camera is shown tracking alongside the eight members of Opotiki as they make their way along a beachfront.

Not too far in the distance sits a small, open area that has also been consumed with vegetation, creating a small alcove. As they make their way over in a single-file line, Lloyd halts, stopping everyone else in their tracks as well.

**Lloyd:** *(nodding his head and pointing in the direction of the alcove)* Do you guys think this is it?

**Octavia:** I mean even if it isn’t, this area looks perfect for a shelter. Just look at that treetop canopy *(she points up at the natural tarp-like growth)*, given the time of year I’d doubt we’d have too much rainfall, but even so, that looks like it could keep most of us dry.

Panning over to Cleo, she is stood assessing the location. A thoughtful expression is etched on her face as she looks back and forth between the alcove and the waves as they splash against the sand.

**Cleo:** Does anyone know when the tide is high? If this is its highest point then the shelter would be fine, but I’m really not sure. If it hasn’t reached its peak then we could run the risk of flooding if we build too close to the water.

**Lloyd:** *(pensive)* That’s a really good point.

A moment of silence falls upon the group as they look around and try to come up with an alternative solution. Cleo is the first to perk up.

**Cleo:** *(approaching the alcove)* It looks like if we cut away some of the leaves and branches, we could probably still have the natural walls and roof but pushed back inland. If you're okay with that, then I think that would be our best option.

**Wilbur:** *(cutting into the discussion)* Are you sure you wouldn’t want to try to build an actual shelter, like the ones from previous seasons? In my opinion, it seems like putting trust into something that isn’t stable would be a mistake. What happens if we have a storm? Yes the trees’ leaves would cover us but only partially.

**Meadow:** *(raising her hand)* I’d also like to add that I wouldn’t be comfortable with destroying the wildlife unnecessarily. As, um… Sorry what’s your name? *(she asks looking at the older African-American woman in the red off-shoulder top)*.

**Octavia:** It’s Octavia, sugar… *(chuckling)* before we continue I think it would be best if we introduce ourselves.

In quick succession, everyone gets acquainted with one another by going around and saying their names, ages and occupations out loud. Handshakes, high fives, hugs and a chorus of “nice to meet yous” is shown and can be heard.

**Meadow:** Anyway, like I was saying. I think we should really take into consideration what Octavia said. I think we’re lucky enough to have found this natural, untouched and practically premade shelter. I feel like, for the time being, we should conserve our energy, collect supplies like dead leaves and fallen branches and try and get a fire started instead. If it seems like a storm is heading our way, then we can add some more improvements. But as of right now, I think it’s perfect.

To her left, Cleo is shown attempting to conceal a scowl, failing miserably to do so.

A monologue from Meadow is played as soon as Cleo is finished talking. The redhead appears on-screen a few seconds later.

**Cleo:** In all honesty I think Wilbur is right *(the camera briefly pans to him and he nods with a triumphant smile)*. Why wouldn’t you build a shelter similar to the ones from previous seasons? Are you sure you want to be sleeping on the ground where literally anything could wind up in an unspeakable crevice? I would hope not.

A few murmurs in agreement can be heard, causing Meadow to short a glare at Cleo - who simply shrugs and smirks in response.

**Meadow:** Fine, I guess it’s settled… I’d just like to volunteer myself for collecting the fire supplies though. I’d be more comfortable using plants that are already dead.

**PK:** *(speaking up)* I’ll be more than happy to help you with that.

**Cleo:** *(clapping her hands together)* Let’s get to work then!

As the group goes about their individual tasks, the camera stays focused on the group in a wide-angled shot. When both PK and Meadow venture out of frame, the camera remains still but slowly fades to black.

#### Selwyn

At the other campgrounds, the atmosphere amongst the seven castaways is extremely awkward. As they make their way over to an empty plot of land where the beach meets grassland, the silence lingers.

When the group comes to a halt, the camera slowly zooms in on Gabriel’s face just as a confessional is played.

**Gabriel:** We’ve been walking for a good hour or so now, do you think this is a good spot?

The group’s response is a series of inaudible babbling as the camera flicks between each of the castaways before settling on Ellis.

**Ellis:** Wait, so now you’ve elected yourself as the tribe leader too?

**Gabriel:** *(growing visibly frustrated)* Oh please, you’re the ones who voted me as the strongest on the tribe anyway. Someone has to step up and give out directions otherwise nightfall is gonna draw in faster than we realise and we’ll all be exposed to the elements.

**Ellis:** I’m just saying, after that dumpster fire performance in the challenge, I thought you would’ve faded into the background.

**Gabriel:** *(scowling)* Well I’m sorry for being so hard of hearing that you couldn’t get those precious gifts. I’m sure you’re *so* desperate for water purification tablets *(rolling his eyes)*.

**Ellis:** *(huffing)* Of course I’m not. I’m just saying they’ve got a head start and supplies that give them an edge in this game.

**Gabriel:** I’m aware of that. However, there’s really no need to be so strung up about it. The challenge is over, we lost. Deal with it.

**Sonja:** *(butting in)* Gabriel’s right.

Ellis scoffs in response to Sonja’s pointless input and is then shown going to say something in retaliation before Bertram places his hand on her shoulder. When they make eye contact, he shakes his head and she sighs, dropping her head.

Switching from the confessional, Bertram breaks the momentary silence by taking charge and instructing the others.

**Bertram:** So is this where we’re going to set up the camp? *(Gabriel nods fervently and the others follow suit and agree)* Right then, I think it would be best if we divvy up the tasks, that way we can get as many things done as possible. Would you all be okay if I just assign you all roles? *(when he is met with murmurs and blank stares, he continues)* Fine, Gabriel and I will go out and collect any larger resources we can find that would be useful for the shelter - which includes fallen branches and stuff like that.

**Gabriel:** Sounds good to me.

**Bertram:** Ellis, you, Zane and Quincy can help forming the roof by weaving those leaves together you see on the show. Sonja and Kami, would you two be fine with digging out a fire pit and trying to get it alight?

**Kami:** *(she looks over at Sonja before looking back at Bertram, nodding her head with a smile)* Yeah, that would be no problem at all.

**Bertram:** Great, perfect! Does anyone have any objections?

The other six simply shake their head and start cracking on with their individual jobs. Seemingly pleased with himself, the camera stays focused on Bertram as he and Gabriel head on out of camp and into the patch of wilderness inland.

A short montage of clips is shown in quick succession highlighting the gradual construction of Selwyn’s base camp. Bertram and Gabriel are shown hard at work, sweating and helping to form the main frame. At this point, Ellis and Zane have joined them two in making sure the structure is stable, whilst the remaining castaways are getting to grips with weaving nikau fronds. This continues for a minute before the camera fades out and fades back in, showcasing a time lapse to the evening.

With the small shelter now complete, which looks like a tipi covered in bright green fronds, Bertram and Gabriel both fall onto the sand - laying back and looking up at the starry night sky.

**Bertram:** How’s the fire coming along girls?

**Sonja:** *(she removes her glasses and wipes the lenses clean on her shirt)* We haven’t had any luck at all.

**Gabriel:** It’s a mild night out, are you sure we need a fire?

**Bertram:** What about fresh water in the morning or even during the night if any of us wakes up thirsty? I wouldn’t recommend a mouthful of the sea *(chuckling)*.

**Kami:** *(looking over at Sonja)* you can take a break if you want, don’t worry about it. *(huffing out a breath)* I can keep going but I’m really tired.

**Quincy:** *(he wipes his hands on his corduroy trousers and crouches down next to her)* Step aside, dear, I’ll have a go if you’d like.

**Kami:** It’s okay, I’ve got it *(waving him off)*.

Another montage is shown, this time with a timestamp graphic popping up in the bottom left corner of the screen. Kami is shown relentlessly rubbing two sticks together whilst the rest of the group watch on in various stages of consciousness. Bertram, Gabriel, Sonja and Zane are all practically asleep when the 3-hour mark is displayed. However both Quincy and Ellis are shown hovering by Kami’s side, there to help when a significant spark appears.

**Quincy:** *(his voice is hushed, brought down to a whisper)* I’m still here if you want to tap out.

**Kami:** *(she shushes him)* Please… I need to concentrate.

As the footage is sped up, “elapsed time: 4 hours” appears on-screen. At this point, night vision has been activated and everything is drenched in a pale green light. Her frustration pays off when after a burst of energy, several sparks light up the dry, dead leaves. Quincy and Ellis both perk up at the sight.

**Kami:** *(practically shouting)* Quickly, blow on the flame!

They do as they’re told and the fire ignites further, lighting up the small campgrounds. Throwing on more twigs and such, Kami falls back from her haunched position and sits down, dropping the two fire-starting sticks into the flame as she does so.

**Kami:** *(she removes her buff from around her wrist and uses it to mop the sweat from her brow, forehead and the back of her neck)* Oh my gosh, I’m knackered.

After waking up the rest of their tribe-mates due to their sheer excitement at the fire, a round of congratulations is shared in Kami’s honour before everyone cosies up in their shelter. Settling in for the first night, the only sound that can be heard is the crashing of the waves against the sand and the faint breathing of those in the tipi. For a few more seconds, the camera stays focused on the fire pit before it fades to black.

### Day 2

#### Opotiki

As dawn breaks over at the Opotiki tribe, everyone is in various stages of sleep with the exception of Audrey and Octavia - both of whom are having a quiet conversation whilst they get the fire going.

**Octavia:** *(she covers her mouth while trying to stifle a yawn)* What time do you think it is?

**Audrey:** *(contemplative)* I’m not entirely sure, it seems like the sun started to rise probably an hour ago so I think the best bet is just after 6am, maybe?

**Octavia:** And here I thought I’d have a couple of lazy days where I got to lie-in.

**Audrey:** So you’re an early bird as well?

**Octavia:** *(her voice is soft as she acknowledges her sleeping tribemates)* Oh yes ma’am. I’m awake at the crack of dawn, straight on the elliptical, followed by a nice lukewarm shower, a cup of piping hot coffee for breakfast and then I’m off to work.

**Audrey:** *(she looks at Octavia in awe, clearly visibly impressed)* Wow… So what do you do for a living?

**Octavia:** I’m just a simple librarian by trade, a bookworm at heart through and through *(she smiles)*. What about you?

**Audrey:** *(she returns the smile)* I own a little haberdashery. I’ve ran the little shop for nearly thirty years now, it’s definitely my pride and joy, that’s safe to say.

**Octavia:** That’s impressive! I love thrift shopping and visiting other stores just like yours whenever I have spare time. I like to think of myself as a bargain hunter *(giggling)*.

The camera switches over to a confessional from Audrey.

Shuffling from inside their shelter can be heard as Wilbur crawls out of the small space, moving closer to the two women. Standing up, he simultaneously yawns whilst stretching, the sound of his back cracking is audible.

**Wilbur:** *(he has a dreary expression)* Good morning.

**Audrey:** *(trying to hold back a laugh)* Oh dear, you look like you could use a pick me up of sorts. Too bad we don’t have any coffee on hand.

**Wilbur:** *(rubbing his hands down his face)* I think it’s a good time to confess that I had an unhealthy caffeine addiction back home, honestly worried how I’ll cope without a fix.

**Audrey:** *(she exchanges a look with Octavia)* It is still very early, maybe you need a couple more hours?

**Wilbur:** *(waving her off)* I’ll be fine, maybe I’ll do a couple of laps of the beach in a few minutes, that might wake me up.

**Octavia:** Ooo, a morning jog. Can I tag along?

**Wilbur:** *(shrugging)* I don’t see why not. Let me extend an open invitation to you both.

**Audrey:** *(shaking her head)* Maybe a fast-paced walk at best, I’m not as young as I used to be… Definitely need to conserve my energy for the challenge.

**Wilbur:** *(he guffaws)* You do realise it’s only the second day? The challenge will be tomorrow.

**Audrey:** Oh of course, silly me! Not even twenty-four hours into the game and I’m already losing track of the days *(shaking her head)*.

**Octavia:** It’s settled then, a nice bit of exercise to start the day off right!

The camera quickly switches points of view and is now stationed in the shelter, with the camera focusing directly on Cleo who is wide awake. She is shown with an expression on her face that can only be described as pissed off.

Looking to her right, she notices that Lloyd is peaking at her from the corner of his eyes. Realising she’s making eye contact, he shuffles slightly onto his side facing her. Their voices are both reduced to whispers, to the point where subtitles are displayed.

**Lloyd:** You heard them too, huh?

**Cleo:** *(nodding her head)* Sounds fishy to me, I don’t know about you seems like a day two alliance could already be brewing with the older people.

**Lloyd:** I agree, although I’m kinda offended I wasn’t offered a spot. Surely I would be considered one of the older ones.

**Cleo:** *(she gives him a once-over)* Oh please, you have a babyface and no wrinkles in sight. Now you’re gonna say you’re like thirty-six or something crazy.

**Lloyd:** *(holding back a laugh)* I am actually.

**Cleo:** *(her mouth falls open)* Stop it, you’re having me on.

**Lloyd:** I’m being serious… Guess I have flawless genetics *(he raises an eyebrow)*.

**Cleo:** *(rolling her eyes)* As if.

A moment of silence passes between them.

**Lloyd:** Should we gate crash their little get-together.

**Cleo:** *(smirking)* Absolutely.

When the duo climb out of the shelter, the trio’s conversation notably dies down and their smiles drop too. Lloyd wishes them all a “good morning” and the three respond with muted returns. He looks at Cleo who is already sat by the fire staring right at him, shooting a quizzical glance in his direction. Silence falls over the group and they sit there staring off in different directions - out at sea, the fire pit, the alcove, et cetera. A timelapse takes place and soon the remaining three castaways Frankie, Meadow and PK all pile out of the shelter as well. A wide shot capturing the entire group is shown on-screen briefly before it switches to a commercial.

#### Selwyn

Back at Selwyn’s base camp, everything appears to have gone awry. What was once a healthy fire has now been reduced to ash and smoke. Kami is shown kneeling to the right of the fire pit with the two sticks in hand, fervently rubbing them together to form any sort of friction. Her frustration clearly evident on her face.

The camera stays focused on her hard at work for a few seconds. It then zooms out and quickly zooms in on Quincy who is sat fiddling with the fabric on his turtleneck sweater whilst leant against a tree. Looking up, he makes eye contact with the camera and his face morphs into an expression akin to that of Mrs. Diaz-Twine.

**Quincy:** *(sighing)* Are you actually gonna give up or are you gonna continue depleting your energy? Once we get to the challenge tomorrow you’re gonna end up medically evacuating yourself for doing something so menial, dear.

**Kami:** *(her face is red and she wipes sweat off her forehead with her green buff)* Oh, I’m sorry, is this not essential? It seemed like it was last night.

**Quincy:** I’m just saying… Yeah, you were assigned the job of getting the fire going, but did we actually need one? No. Were you going to be ridiculed or singled out by not getting the fire started? Also no… You’re doing way too much right now. Just sit back and chill out, otherwise you’re not gonna last long at all.

**Kami:** *(she readjusts her position so now she’s sat on the sand, cross-legged)* You’re right.

As the two of them settle down, Quincy uses his buff as a blindfold to shield his eyes from sunlight whilst he takes a nap. Kami on the other hand strips down to her swimwear and joins Sonja on the sand, who is laying down sunbathing. Bertram and Zane are shown splashing around in the shallow end of the sea, using a coconut shell as a makeshift football.

**Bertram:** *(catching the coconut shell)* How are you feeling about the tribe, little man?

**Zane:** *(he briefly grimaces at the nickname throwing a jab at his short stature but he quickly masks it)* I can’t really make an assessment yet. You’re the first person I’ve actually spoken to so far… I would say there are a few babes out here though. That definitely makes the long days go by faster, if you know what I mean.

**Bertram:** *(his eyes go wide)* Whoa there, buddy. Show a little respect for the ladies. I’m pretty sure they didn’t come out here to be ogled by a hormonal teen.

Zane narrows his eyes whilst Bertram cracks up laughing, emitting a loud booming sound that alerts both Kami and Sonja on the beach. The two both look over in their direction, smirk and then lay their heads back down.

**Zane:** *(holding his hands up innocently)* It’s just a bit of banter, bro. I didn’t mean it that way.

They both continue throwing the coconut shell back and forth.

**Bertram:** Sounded like objectification to me, but we’ll have less of that out here, yeah? I won’t say anything but if you pipe up and talk smack like that around other people on our tribe, their reaction might not be as pretty as mine.

After the scolding, Zane lowers his head in embarrassment, his cheeks flushed red from both the sun and the consequences of his own immature behaviour.

**Bertram:** *(noticing the switch up in his demeanour)* Just be cool, yeah?

Zane looks up and nods, moving swiftly in the shallow water to retrieve the coconut shell that floats on the surface. Once he grabs it, he draws his arm back and launches it in Bertram’s direction.

Elsewhere in the camp’s immediate vicinity, both Gabriel and Ellis are in the foliage talking to one another under the guise of collecting firewood for later this evening.

**Ellis:** *(she has a pile of twigs in her arms as she turns to address her company)* Did I ever get the chance to apologise for yesterday?

**Gabriel:** *(sounding unsure)* I don’t think so.

**Ellis:** Would you accept one if I said ‘sorry’ now?

**Gabriel:** *(smiling softly, holding out his hand)* How’s about a truce? We definitely got off on the wrong foot and I want to change that, if I’m honest.

**Ellis:** Me too, I had a feeling you would be more game-oriented than most of our tribemates. Yeah, it’s nice to just lounge around without a care in the world, but why not just book a holiday to do that, you know? We’re all out here with one common goal - the million dollars.

**Gabriel:** I see what you mean, but then again, everything is all smoke and mirrors for the first round. They want us to act out, talk all this strategy and conjure up potential moves, all for what though? Do we really have to worry about the game for the time being, we haven’t even lost the immunity challenge yet… Touch wood! I don’t want to jinx that *(laughing)*.

Any excitement or motivation within Ellis seems to die out with Gabriel’s statement as her shoulders visibly go slack and her mood drops significantly.

**Ellis:** *(she forces a laugh at his joke and then tries to keep her tone level before she speaks)* Oh well, when you put it like that it makes sense. So we’re really just gonna wait it out and see if we’re at risk tomorrow?

**Gabriel:** Pretty much. I don’t think anyone else is gonna indulge in game-talk this early otherwise you’re gonna seem too eager *(shrugging)*.

Ellis’ head whips up comically at that throwaway comment but he avoids making eye contact. For a few moments they continue in silence. When Gabriel declares they’ve collected enough supplies he leads the way back towards camp, with Ellis in tow.

When the two make it back to camp, they simultaneously dump their collected piles in an allocated spot near the fire pit. Clocking their return, Quincy discretely opens one eye and watches them both briefly before closing it.

After Quincy’s confessional, the camera flickers between close-up shots of the various pairings in rapid succession. The final shot before it fades to black is on Quincy himself, who releases an audible breath and fidgets to a comfier position.

#### Exile Island

Switching over to Exile Island, more aerial shots of the donut-shaped island is shown. The sky itself is a visceral painting, splashes of orange, yellow and pink are vivid as the sun begins to set on the second day. Janet is shown huddled on her makeshift bed, staring up at the sky. The sound of small waves crashing against the tiny beach can be heard.

Janet is shown quietly humming the tune of a nursery rhyme to herself whilst inspecting the pendant. Hiding it away in her bag, she rests her head back on the homemade leaf-cushion. Almost as though it was taken from her first-person perspective, a shot of the camera facing towards the sky is shown briefly. Through the wild twists of the tree’s branches the starry night sky can be seen.

**Janet:** *(gasping)* Do you see that? That’s the Cassiopeia. Nothing too dramatic, but gorgeous nonetheless!

For a short while, Janet continues to map out the constellations with her finger. This continues for a minute or so before the screen fades to black and cuts to a commercial break.

### Day 3

#### Immunity Challenge

An aerial shot of the challenge site is shown when the camera fades back in from the commercial break. Set on the original beach from the first day near Cathedral Cove, Jeff is shown stood on a sandy bank. Next to him lies an obstacle course that stretches out into the ocean a fair few metres away from land.

**Probst:** Come on in, guys!

Emerging through a small patch of woodland, the eight members of Opotiki are shown making their way towards Jeff with smiles, smirks and expressions of excitement plastered on their faces. As they make their way towards their yellow mat, they break off out of the single file line they found themselves assembled in. Switching from the group as they set their bags down on the floor, the seven members of Selwyn are shown in a similar formation as they make their way down the beachfront before settling on their green mat.

**Probst:** *(he nods his head in the direction of the ocean)* ...And here’s Janet, returning from her three days in paradise on Exile Island.

The sound of a speedboat can be heard as it is shown speeding down the coastline before pulling to a gradual stop near the obstacle course. As she jumps in the shallow water, Janet is accompanied by the driver so that she doesn’t fall over. Upon her return to her original tribe, she’s all smiles as she greets each of them with open arms - even Gabriel.

**Probst:** Let’s get to this season’s first immunity challenge, shall we?

A chorus of affirmatives and cheers can be heard.

**Probst:** Five of you will be assigned the role of a diver. One at a time, you each must dive in to retrieve one of the five buoys. Each buoy is located deeper than the one before it and are all tied down to the seabed. Once all five buoys have been retrieved, you have the choice between immediately starting the tossing part of the challenge or lassoing the target in first. Lassoing will reduce the distance between the platform and the target basket by 6 feet, making the tossing easier. However, it also wastes time if you repeatedly miss with the hook. The remaining three castaways will be the throwers, each alternating a shot at the basket. The first tribe to toss all five buoys into the basket win.

The castaways are all shown trying to process the information being piled on by Jeff, expressions ranging from both ends of the spectrum - understanding to confusion. The camera cuts away from the sixteen castaways on the beach to their respective obstacle course on the ocean surface. Jeff is stood to the side on his own floating platform.

**Probst:** Survivor’s ready? Go!

 Divers

**Challenge highlights:**

* For the first head-to-head face off between PK and Sonja, it’s Sonja who makes quick work in retrieving Selwyn’s first buoy. PK seems to fall behind, causing a significant shift in Opotiki’s morale.
* One after the other, Zane, Ellis and Quincy are all incredibly fast at retrieving their buoys for the tribe. The last diver, Kami, is the only one who is shown to truly struggle at collecting the final buoy. It takes her a couple of attempts before she is able to undo the knot and get it to the surface.
* During this time and after PK’s dawdling, Frankie and Octavia both retrieve the second and third buoy in quick succession.
* When Selwyn are able to begin taking shots at the basket, Opotiki still have to collect two of their buoys. These tasks are carried out by Audrey and Meadow.
* Gabriel and Bertram are both able to sink two buoys into their net before Opotiki even begin taking shots.
* The three throwers for Opotiki are proven athletically inept in comparison to those shooting for Selwyn.
* Cleo is the only one able to sink a buoy in the basket before Bertram manages to score the final one.

**Probst:** Selwyn wins immunity!

The green tribe all erupt into cheers, hugging one another and jumping up and down on the spot excitedly. To contrast, the members of Opotiki are all looking exhausted and extremely disappointed. Most of them are sat on their platform looking down at their feet or bent over, hands on their thighs as they try to regulate their breathing.

**Probst:** *(unveiling the tribal immunity statue)* Selwyn, congratulations. You can all rest easy knowing you’ve made it through the first Tribal Council with ease. Head on back to camp and enjoy your night off.

As the eight gather their belongings and head off down the beachfront towards their camp, Gabriel is the one who steps forward and voluntarily collects the statue. Kissing its forehead, he scurries on after the group as some members of Opotiki shoot his retreating figure death glares.

**Probst:** Opotiki, looks like we have a date at Tribal Council where one of you will become the first person voted out of *Survivor: New Zealand - Vendettas*. Head on back to camp and I’ll see you all tonight.

Slow motion shots of the Opotiki tribe members collecting their bags are interpolated with shots of them heading back through the small opening into the patch of woodland.

#### Opotiki

Opening up from a commercial break, the castaways are shown on-screen moseying and lounging around their alcove-like shelter. The brooding silence hangs over the group awkwardly, each of them practically refusing to make eye contact with one another, with the exception of Audrey, Octavia and Wilbur who repeatedly catch each others’ querying gazes.

Speaking of PK, as Octavia narrates the scene that plays out, the camera stays focused on him even after she’s done talking.

As the silence drags on, the camera switches to Cleo who is shown playing around with a plant that has naturally grown in a way that slightly invades the shelter. Breaking off the stems, she plucks at the leaves. A gesture that irritates Meadow.

**Meadow:** *(clicking her tongue)* Oh my gosh, do you mind?

At the sound of her voice, everyone else perks up, first looking at Meadow and then looking at Cleo because the latter’s glare is directed at her.

**Cleo:** Oh I’m sorry, was it alive? Considering your entire character revolves around protecting *every* living being, I simply forgot that you cared so much about something as menial as a plant.

**Meadow:** Don’t be sarcastic with me, I’ve already told you about how uncomfortable unnecessary destruction makes me feel.

**Cleo:** *(rolling her eyes)* I’m literally plucking its leaves out of boredom. Why do you have to use such big words for an action so small.

**Meadow:** *(she lets out a frustrated growl)* Because that’s exactly what you’re doing! It’s almost like you’re tormenting me by doing it, just please have a little grace and listen for once.

**Cleo:** *(vehemently)* Grace? Really? Shut the f\*ck up, princess. It ain’t that deep.

The immediate audience to this little argument are all shown with their jaws dropped after the exchange is done. Even Meadow is sat completely dumbstruck at Cleo’s words. On the other hand, PK grins at the scenario playing out in front of him.

After Cleo’s confessional, the camera quickly cuts over to one from Meadow.

The Opotiki members seemingly disband after Cleo and Meadow went at each other’s throats. Lloyd takes this opportunity to drag Cleo away from the mess, whilst Meadow sulks in the shelter, PK and Frankie lounge by the fire pit and Audrey, Octavia and Wilbur head on down to the shore.

**Lloyd:** You do realise that Meadow had a point, right?

**Cleo:** *(snarling)* If you’re gonna side with her then why are you even over here talking to me? I’m fully aware that I’ve probably blown up my game, no need to rub it in considering you’re safe.

**Lloyd:** *(sighing)* I understood both sides of the argument, I’m just saying that her morals were far more grounded than yours. People might side with her over you simply because she comes across as a nicer person.

**Cleo:** *(her expression turns stale)* You’re really not helping. Like, can you genuinely hear yourself right now?

**Lloyd:** I-

**Cleo:** *(shooing him away with a flick of her wrist)* Just go away. I don’t care if you write my name down tonight.

Dusting the sand off his shorts, Lloyd tries to catch her eye which she ignores. He then moves away from her without another word.

With the water splashing playfully over their feet and halfway up their calves, Audrey, Octavia and Wilbur all stand in a semicircle facing out towards the wide expanse. There’s a temporary silence before Octavia speaks up.

**Octavia:** Honestly, I don’t think I’m comfortable with writing Cleo’s name down just yet.

The two others look up at her in bewilderment, shocked even.

**Octavia:** *(clocking their expressions)* I know, I know. She’s volatile and crude but, you all saw her in the challenge, correct?

**Wilbur:** *(nodding)* Yeah, true. She’s easily the strongest person on our tribe.

**Octavia:** Exactly! It’s not an understatement when I say she was a beast at that challenge and probably would’ve caught up with the others if the shooter wasn’t on rotation.

**Audrey:** So, who else did you have in mind? Meadow?

**Octavia:** *(at first she shrugs, but that morphs into her head nodding)* Is there really any other logical choice? It’s gonna be one of the girls without a doubt.

**Wilbur:** I don’t know about you two, but Meadow has been getting on my nerves a whole lot this past day or so. Her lashing out at Cleo seems to be the final nail in her coffin.

**Octavia:** She must’ve known what she was getting herself into, surely?

**Audrey:** I guess she thought it was a free way to advertise the preservation of the environment *(she laughs and the two join in)*. Which is a good thing, don’t get me wrong, but on Survivor? That’s silly.

**Octavia:** So… You’d both be down for voting out Meadow? It seems like it could end up being an even split, depending on which side seduces PK, Frankie and Lloyd first… Either way, we should be safe, right?

The other two are shown nodding at her. They all share a devious smile with one another before retreating back to the shelter to retrieve their bags.

After her confessional, the camera pans out of the shelter to showcase the eight individuals walking their way down the beachfront and weaving their way through the foliage. All while the sun begins to set in the background.

### Tribal Council

A shot of the eight castaways making their to the Tribal Council zone is shown, as they make their way in a single file line down the beachfront. The pathway is lit up on either side by a row of torches - small fires blazing at the tip. The central area has a similar design to that of Exile. As an homage to Whenuakura Island, the main structure is elevated off the sand by multiple stilts. Its roof is circular and has a hole directly in the centre, casting the beam of moonlight directly through the gap, where the light blends with the illumination of the main fire-pit that rests in the middle of the “donut”. The stools are placed on one side in a curved semicircle, whilst Jeff is stood on the opposite side behind a podium. As they all pile in, Jeff speaks up.

**Probst:** Behind each of the stools is a torch. Grab one of them and dip it in the central fire pit. In Survivor, the flame on your torch is a metaphor that symbolizes your life in the game. Once it is extinguished, your journey is over.

Doing as instructed, they each complete the task at hand and light up their torches. Setting them down in their holsters behind the stools, they each take a seat.

**Probst:** Welcome to Tribal Council. It must come as a dull blow after that flawless victory during the reward challenge, what exactly went wrong Audrey?

**Audrey:** *(she pauses and thinks for a moment)* I feel like there might’ve been a lack of communication. During the immunity challenge, there were a few occasions where divers like Frankie and myself tried to offer up some advice for those following us. I don’t think they were taken into consideration at all.

**Frankie:** *(cutting in)* Yeah, I agree. It seemed like we were all just dead set on accomplishing the task at hand, which in-turn meant that we failed to manifest a win.

**Probst:** PK, you clearly struggled with the challenge… Do you think you’re at risk this evening?

**PK:** *(he is shown clasping and unclasping his hands together in his lap nervously)* I mean, yeah. If anything, the fact that we lost was partially my fault and I accept that. However, that isn’t to say I was the only one who struggled or even truly deserves to go because of a simple mistake.

**Probst:** Did you have anyone in mind that should go?

**PK:** *(he grins meekly)* I mean, there are two options.

**Cleo:** *(raising her hand)* I’m one of them Jeff and the other is Meadow.

**Probst:** *(he turns to Meadow)* Is that true?

**Meadow:** *(she folds her arms and huffs, pouting at the fact of being name-dropped)* We had a disagreement back at camp after we lost. I don’t think that defending myself would warrant being targeted, but here we are. The Vendettas theme is really shining through.

**Cleo:** *(rolling her eyes, she turns to address everyone else on her tribe bar Meadow)* All I’m gonna say is that I’m sorry for swearing and getting irate back at camp. I know that it probably made you uncomfortable and that wasn’t my intention at all. Honestly, I didn’t even intend on letting my emotions get the better of me. Normally I play the bigger person, but in this case I didn’t. I want to prove myself… that I actually deserve to be here. I want to play the game, which is more than I can say for her.

**Meadow:** *(she emits a strangled sound in protest)* Why else would I be here? Don’t hint that I have some shady agenda. I’m here for the million dollars, just like you!

**Cleo:** *(she ignores her)* There’s deadweight on this tribe that should be cut loose sooner rather than later. I know that’s harsh, but it’s something that’s dragging this tribe down and at this rate, you’ll be here at the second Tribal Council wondering went wrong if you voted me out… I can be an asset, if you let me be one.

**Meadow:** What a bloody con artist! She’s clearly lying!

There’s a short silence after Meadow’s high-pitched wail, the other six are shown deep in thought for a moment before the camera cuts over to Jeff.

**Probst:** There seems to be an overwhelming amount of indecision on this tribe… I’m sure the outcome of tonight will prove where allegiances lie. With that being said, it’s time to vote. Wilbur, you’re up.

A short montage is shown on-screen depicting each individual approaching the voting booth. As they fold their paper ballot and shove it in the urn one by one, Meadow finally appears on-screen. The name “Cleo” is written down in cursive handwriting, a small kiss is drawn underneath. Once she places her ballot into the decorative urn, she closes the lid and scurries back to her stool - glaring daggers at Cleo as she does.

**Probst:** I’ll go tally the votes.

Tribal Council’s signature music increases in volume and continues to build to its crescendo as the camera flickers between close-ups of the eight castaways. Jeff returns back to his podium with the urn held securely under his armpit. Placing it down on the flat surface, he removes the lid.

**Probst:** If anyone has a Hidden Immunity Idol and would like to play it, now would be the time to do so.

**PK:** Wait, they’re available? *(his reflexive response draws eight pairs of eyes, he blushes under the scrutiny of his tribemates and Jeff before muttering a "sorry")*

When nobody stands, Jeff continues on with the results.

**Probst:** Once the votes are read, the decision is final. The person voted out will be asked to leave the Tribal Council area immediately. I'll read the votes…

He pauses for a moment.

**Probst:** First vote…

**CLEO**. *(she scowls, noticing the sarcastic “x” under her name. She turns to face Meadow who is smiling smugly)*

**CLEO**. That’s two votes Cleo. *(she is shown muttering the word “f\*ck”. It’s relatively inaudible but appears in the subtitles)*

**MEADOW**. That’s two vote Cleo, one vote Meadow. *(she simply scoffs, folding her arms across her chest)*

**PK**. That’s two votes Cleo, one vote Meadow, one vote PK. *(his jaw drops open as he looks around at his peers with a hurt expression on his face)*

**MEADOW**. That’s two votes Cleo, two votes Meadow, one vote PK.

**CLEO**. That’s three votes Cleo, two votes Meadow, one vote PK. *(She is shown releasing a shaky breath, her expression switching from one at anger to gloom)*

**MEADOW**. We’re tied once again. That’s three votes Meadow, three votes Cleo, one vote PK. One vote left. *(Meadow is now shown chewing on her bottom lip nervously, simultaneously bouncing her leg up and down on the spot. Cleo on the other hand is now void of emotion)*

First person voted out of *Survivor: New Zealand - Vendettas*…

**MEADOW**. That’s four votes, that’s enough. I need you to bring me your torch.

**Meadow:** *(her eyes brimming with unshed tears)* I can’t believe you guys, oh my gosh.

As she stands up and collects her bags, she ignores those standing to give her farewell hugs and collects her torch. Whilst she does this, Cleo is shown smirking triumphantly, especially enjoying her current distraught state. After grabbing her torch, Meadow approaches Jeff and places it down in front of the host, using her dirty buff to dry her eyes.

**Probst:** Meadow, the tribe has spoken.

Jeff then proceeds to snuff out the torch, removing the extinguisher to leave behind only a small puff of smoke. Without formally dismissing her, Meadow makes her way down a small set of stairs on the opposite side of the way she entered. The others watch her retreating figure, as does Jeff and for a moment everything is quiet.

**Probst:** That vote was relatively divided, it must be said. Was there some kind of miscommunication within the group, or do you all have polarising priorities? I guess only time will tell. Grab your torches and head back to camp. Goodnight.

As the seven grab their things and their individual torches, the camera stays focused on them as they exit in a single file line and make their way back to camp. Switching to an aerial shot, as nighttime has descended, the only visible image on-screen are seven flickering balls of orange flame as it heads off in the distance. After a few moments, the screen fades to black and the credits roll.

## Author's Notes

* The episode title was said by *Octavia*, in relation to how her tribe's dynamic went downhill very fast.
* This episode had a total of 54 confessionals.
	+ Cleo had the most confessionals this episode with 7.
	+ Frankie, PK, Sonja and Zane are all tied for the least amount of confessionals with 1 each.