Model Misbehavior

**Model Misbehavior** is the eleventh episode of Total Drama: Resurrection.

## Synopsis

The remaining sixteen contestants compete to make editorial fashion statement pieces for Blaineley while one contestant struggles to grasp with a new reality.

## Script

### Intro - Recap

***Setting: Pahkitew Island, the Docks, nighttime***

**Blaineley**:

Last time on Total Drama: Resurrection…

I finally gave Chris the axe and took over the show entirely. Never again will a tyrant interfere with my camera ti- I mean, torture these contestants!

**Chef**:

I don’t care either way, as long as my paychecks are getting signed.

**Blaineley**:

Amy and Shawn refused to admit their feelings to their partners as Anne Maria and Eva got into a fight for the ages. From there, Heather dropped a bomb on Dave, Scott, and Shawn when she revealled that Courtney enlisted her aid and gave away their votes in return. Just as things started to dull down, I enlisted the aid of a former employee to shake things up during the challenge. With Sierra’s help, skeletons were flying out of closets left and right. Tears were shed all around. It was a magnificent sight.

**Chef**:

You are signing my paychecks now, right?

**Blaineley**:

You need to take that up with Susan from Finance. As I was saying, once Samey’s secret alliance with Sadie to vote out Amy was outed, Amy had had enough. She stormed out of the challenge and had to be coerced to return by Scott and by the discovery of the first of three Blaineley Busts. In the end, a split vote between Rodney and Sadie put the first found Blaineley Bust into action. Granting the deciding vote over to the Vipers, they decided that Rodney would be the eighth contestant to leave the island.

Will Amy and Samey be able to reconcile after this revelation?

Will Dave and Shawn just hook up already?

Who will be the next to take the boat of losers out of here?

Find out the answers to these questions and more on Total!

Drama!

Resurrection!

**Chef**:

But I am still getting paid, right?

**Blaineley**:

Ask one more time, and you’re not.

***The theme song plays***

### Act One - The Cabins

***Setting: Pahkitew Island, the Cabins, Morning***

*The episode officially opens in the male side of the Viper cabin with Alejandro and Topher cuddling each other and kissing as Dave, Scott, and Shawn look at each other in confusion.*

**Alejandro**:

Mi amor, tu cabello es como un soplo de primavera. Tu voz es suave como la lluvia de verano.

**Topher** (*obviously confused but tries to play it cool*):

Grassy ass!

**Dave** (*annoyed*):

Oh, for the love of god.

*Shawn rolls his eyes and then the camera cuts to Topher in the confessional. He is colored bright red and his hair is messy, but he’s still as cocky and confident as ever.*

**Topher**:

I’m not entirely sure what happened yesterday, but first Alejandro kissed me, and then Rodney kissed me before he left. While I had no idea Rodney felt something for me, come on now, just look at me. Of course he did. Just as Alejandro said it, I’m perfect. It hasn’t even been a month yet and I’ve had two hot guys come on to me. It’s what I deserve.

*The camera cuts to static and back to the male Viper side of the cabin. Fed up and annoyed, Dave and Shawn get dressed and leave the cabin just to get away. Scott, not sure what to do, eventually decides to get dressed and leave as well. The three stand outside silently until Dawn comes walking by signaling that it was time to begin the morning routine of foraging for everyone’s breakfast. For the first time in a long time, she was alone. Unaccompanied by either Amy or Samey. Shawn walks down the cabin stairs and joins her. Dave, feeling like he’d try to make an official move on Shawn, tries to speak up.*

**Shawn**:

Well, it seems that it’s time to go foraging for food.

**Dave**:

Well, wait! What about me?

**Shawn**:

What about you, Dave?

**Dave**:

Well, can I go too?

**Shawn** (*with a light laughter to his voice*):

You? Searching for food? In the wilderness?

**Dave** *(quieting down*):

You don’t have to be so rude about it.

**Shawn**:

Oh come on, Dave. You hate being outside. What do you normally do when I’m out foraging?

**Dave**:

Waiting for you to get back…

**Shawn**:

Fine, whatever. You can come with us.

**Dawn**:

Scott, would you like to participate with us? There’s plenty of room for you to accompany us if you wish to.

**Scott**:

I’m gonna have to say no to what I think was a question. Since I’m up early, I’m gonna go an’ try to see Amy.

**Shawn**:

You go have fun with your prickly cactus, then. We’ll go get breakfast.

*Dave, Dawn, and Shawn walked off through the forest as Scott walks off to the Raccoon cabin, up the stairs, and then over to the girls side of the cabin. Before he can knock on the door, he was greeted by Amy and Sadie screaming at each other with what sounded like nonsense to him. As he motions to knock on the door, a loud CRASH sound is heard beside him. Quickly turning to look, he sees that Amy had thrown one of Sadie’s heels at the window, accidentally breaking it and the heel going through it. Scott then decided to run away screaming as the camera then panned to Dave, Dawn, and Shawn in the forest. Dave looks pretty well frightened of everything and keeps falling behind the other two. A bee flies by Dave’s head, and he lets out a terrified whimper, causing Shawn to playfully roll his eyes and laugh at him. Dawn turns to look at them, specifically Shawn. Her head tilted to the side without a single word spoken.*

**Shawn** (*to Dawn*):

What?

**Dave** (*cutting them off*):

This is awful. Why did I get myself into this?

**Shawn** (*dismissive, but playfully?*):

Well, there isn’t anything keeping you here if you don’t want to be.

**Dave**:

I suppose not…

**Dawn**:

David, would you do me a favor and pick those red berries to your left, there?

**Dave** (*whining*):

Alright, over here?

**Dawn**:

Right in that area, yes, just bend down a bit to get the more flavorful berries closer to the ground. The dark red ones.

**Dave**:

Okay, fine. This is a lot of hard work. I’m already sweating.

*As he bent over to pick berries, Dawn grabbed Shawn’s hand and led him further into the forest, just to the point where Dave could see them, but not hear them.*

**Shawn**:

What? What’s going on?

**Dawn**:

You are masking your feelings towards him behind a bitter tongue. That is simply no way for a romantic relationship to function.

**Shawn** (*rolling his eyes*):

This again? Look, crazy, I am not in love with Dave. I have no romantic feelings for Dave. I want no parts of a relationship with Dave. Why is everyone here so invested with my alleged emotions and feelings, but doesn’t ever stop to think of asking me what my actual thoughts, emotions, and feelings are?

**Dawn** (*matter-of-factly*):

You cannot hide your true emotions. You show them in latency.

**Shawn**:

These are my true emotions! I do not have a thing for Dave! I do not want a relationship with Dave!

*As if on cue, right at that moment, Dave had come running up to the other two to show them the berries he had picked in his basket. He looked pretty pleased with himself until…*

**Dave**:

Hey, guys! I got a bu-

**Shawn**:

I do not like Dave!

**Dave** (*hurt*):

Well, this is a lovely way to find out!

**Shawn** (*caught*):

Dave! I didn’t me-

**Dave**:

What, were you only pretending to be my friend because it was convenient for you to have an ally here?

**Shawn**:

No! Dave, liste-

**Dave**:

And knowing that I have a crush on you, were you just stringing me along just because you knew that I would team up with you?

**Shawn**:

Dave, this isn’t about any of th-

**Dave**:

Well, no more! I’m done! I wash my hands of you! Washing being something that you should try doing from time to time, might I add!

**Shawn** (*putting a hand on his shoulder*):

Dave, please! I’m begging you. Please just li-

*Dave pulled his shoulder away and threw his basket of berries down onto the ground. His tears in his eyes, he turned around in a huff.*

**Dave**:

No! Don’t touch me! You don’t like me, I don’t like you! I’m a lone wolf!

*He ran away, crying and wheezing. Shawn put his hands up to his temples and gave an exasperated sigh.*

**Shawn**:

Of course he has the worst timing I’ve ever seen and the most stubborn, brash, headstrong personality with a knack for jumping to conclusions on a body that can’t back it up.

**Dawn**:

I don’t want to dig this wound deeper, but you know-

**Shawn**:

Yes, I know that this was my mistake from a poor choice of words that he happened to overhear. Yes, I’m going to try and rectify this situation. I just want one moment to gather my thoughts before I go from the cookie sheet and into the fire.

**Dawn**:

Well, we might as well keep gathering berries for breakfast. No sense in letting anybody go hungry over a silly argument. Let’s just forage and enjoy Mother Nature’s most gracious and beautiful morning that she has ever created on her canvas.

**Shawn**:

You’re right. Some fresh air and the peace and quiet might help me collect my thoughts.

*Dawn gives him a nod before he picks up Dave’s basket and the berries that fell out of it when he threw it, and the two continue picking berries. The camera fast forwards a bit, and during the speed up, Chris can be seen sneaking around behind the bushes directly behind Dawn and Shawn as the two gather their baskets and head back to the cabins. There, instead of the normal large tablecloth placed on the ground, they see the two teams seated at wooden tables colored after their team logos, blue for the Raccoons, purple for the Vipers. The berries are split up evenly between Dawn and Shawn for the two tables. They then both sit at their respective tables with their teams. Dave takes a hit of his inhaler as he glares at Shawn.*

**Dave** (*pettily*):

Thank you for breakfast, Dawn!

**Dawn**:

Your help was very much appreciated, David.

**Amy**:

Dave helped get breakfast?

**Sadie**:

And now he’s clearly angry with Shawn?

**Anne Maria:**

Somethin’ tells me that there’s a little trouble in paradise! Dish, sister.

**Dave** (*bitterly*):

There’s no paradise and there’s nothing to tell. Unless it’s about Shawn saying how much he dislikes me and wants me gone.

**Heather** (*choking a bit at first*):

Shawn said that? That’s cold.

**Shawn** (*protesting*):

No! I did not say that, mostly. I never once said that I wanted him gone, I only said that I didn’t like him-

**Alejandro** (*intentionally cutting him off to stir the pot)*:

Shawn, that is absolutely shameful! Manipulating that poor, defenseless young man just because he has strong romantic feelings for you and you don’t even like him? That’s just cruel. That is the absolute lowest you could be.

*He’s well aware of the irony of accusing Shawn of the exact same thing he’s doing to Topher and gives a knowing wink to the camera.*

**Shawn**:

That’s not it at all! I have no idea where he pulled out the “wanted him gone” information, but what he heard from me was him simply walking up at a bad time in the middle of a sentence I was saying to Dawn. Perhaps I worded it badly and that is why he is hurt now, but I do not dislike him at all.

**Sadie** (*teasingly to also stir the pot*):

Oh sure, change up your story now that you’re in front of everyone else, but he’s already told us everything that we needed to know.

**Anne Maria:**

That is, unless you have some new information that could clear this whole mess up. Otherwise, you’re just a dick.

**Shawn**:

Okay, fine. I was talking to Dawn about how everyone keeps expecting me to feel some type of way about Dave because he feels that way about me. Everyone keeps pressuring me to return the affection he has for me, but I simply can’t. Okay? You all want to crack jokes about us being in a relationship all the time, but I’m just not into him. I just got out of one relationship where the entire premise was that we looked like we belonged together with nothing else in common, so I’m not interested in creating another relationship exactly like that with someone that I care a lot about! I love Dave, but it’s simply as a friend. Sorry to disappoint all of you. Dave, I’m sorry that this was forced to happen in public instead of privately talking this out, but this is what has happened and I couldn’t control it. I promise I will do whatever I can to make this up to you. Can we just eat now?

**Topher** (*nonchalantly*):

Yeah, yeah. Fine, whatever… Dick. I just think that that was so rude and that conversation should’ve been done in private instead of publicly torturing that boy, Shawn.

**Shawn**:

Oh, blow it out your ass. I was just forced to do that.

**Topher** (*now fully involved in stirring up the drama)*:

But you didn’t have to go through blasting his feelings out like that in addition to basically saying that he repulses you and that you have nothing in common.

**Shawn**:

I didn’t say that at all.

**Courtney** (*bluntly*):

You kinda did.

**Shawn**:

You people are all clearly off your nuts today. This is crazy.

**Amy** (*changing the subject)*:

Let’s get this moved up and over. I have a more pressing matter to discuss.

**Samey**:

I told you, it wasn’t an alliance t-

**Amy**:

I wasn’t speaking to you, rat. I want to know why Rodney was tossed out in favor of the Great Pumpkin sitting here, eating all our food.

**Heather**:

If you are dying to know, which clearly you must be, judging from how horrid and vile you look this morning, I shall be the one to explain it to you. The answer is simple and quite clear. Rodney is a metaphorical stump and offers no use. He is like if Scott were taller and on steroids. Sadie, on the other hand, is quite intelligent and useful. We want a fair fight against you. We want to see you lose on your own merits and your bad decisions, not by us doing them for you. As we crush your ranks one by one, we can do it by beating the best.

**Amy** (*easily reading through her*):

You’re lying, Heather.

**Heather**:

Am I? Or are you just the defensive weak link next to go?

**Dawn**:

Is nobody else wondering where these tables came from?

**Courtney**:

Not necessarily, no.

**Dawn**:

These tables were not here when Dave, Shawn, and I went foraging this morning.

**Samey**:

I still can’t believe that Dave willingly went out foraging. Sorry I didn’t come this morning, we were… preoccupied this morning.

**Anne Maria:**

With what? We all practically just got up

**Lindsay**:

Amy, like, SOOOO went off on Sandy and Stacey!

**Amy**:

We don’t need to give them any details, Lindsay. Thank you.

**Lindsay**:

Oh, okay! So Amy started it off by interrogating Candy about their alliance and who all is involved, and then Lacey interrupted and said that Jamie should be lucky that Sandy showed her any kindness at all and that her vote against her is the close of a chapter-

**Amy**:

That’s enough, Lindsay!

**Lindsay**:

But I didn’t get to the good parts yet!

**Topher**:

No, no. Keep going, Lindsay.

**Lindsay**:

Okay! So then, Katie said that since Jamie clearly didn’t want her in her life, they are dead to each other from that point on and then Saddle told Katie that she was overreacting, to relax, and threw one of her boots at her. So then, Amanda threw one of Sadie’s heels at her, but she missed and hit the window, and it, like, SOOO totally shattered.

**Anne Maria** (*digging for gossip*):

Then what happened?

**Lindsay**:

Then there was a high pitched scream and we all came outside.

**Courtney**:

That’s it?

**Topher**:

That was a whole lot of nothing, really.

**Heather**:

Well, not nothing, Topher. There was a lot to unpack there.

**Topher**:

Well, that makes two fights this morning, already. That’ll be great for the ratings, next to the audience looking at this glorious face.

**Alejandro** (*charming/sucking up to him, on his intellect leve*l):

You are so right, mi amor.

**Topher** (*vainly*):

I know it, but thank you for the support.

**Shawn**:

This is nauseating.

**Courtney**:

For once, I agree with you.

**Anne Maria** (*jealous*):

That should be me!

**Heather** (*motherly*):

Now, now, children. If Alejandro and Topher have decided to become a couple, there’s nothing we should be doing other than being supportive.

*She gets strange looks from just about everyone except Alejandro and Topher, who look at each other adoringly. The camera then cuts to a confessional block. First to Dave just sitting and crying in the confessional. With another hit of his inhaler, it cuts to Courtney.*

**Courtney**:

There is definitely something rotten going on here. The annoying toad is kissing Heather’s boyfriend, and she’s just sitting back, letting it happen? I know there’s something going on! She’s never been one to share a stick of gum, let alone a boyfriend with someone that she can’t stand. I will figure out her game, expose her, upend her, and get her out!

**Topher**:

Alejandro just keeps telling me how pretty and beautiful and cute I am, and he talks to me in Swedish, but I’m not a fish, so I don’t understand it. I’m like his perfect trophy!

**Shawn**:

Maybe if I can just get Dave alone, we can talk together about what the chances of any possible relationships are. It has to be a conversation in private. After seeing how fast my so-called “teammates” were willing to leap at me like aliens at the slightest touch of turbulence, it makes me see just how much I need to secure my connections all around. I cannot afford to lose Dave as a friend and an ally, and it seems that all of my hopes and chances are tied up in Courtney’s hotheaded hand. This isn’t looking good.

**Dawn** (*suspiciously*):

Tables showing up out of nowhere? When they were not there five minutes ago? And nobody else is asking questions? Also, I can sense Chris somewhere on this island. He has not left. I detect that there is some sort of psychological warfare going on and that he and Blaineley are the masterminds. I must try to seek him out for the good of the others.

**Heather**:

I am not an idiot, I can clearly see that people are onto me enabling Alejandro and Topher. What they aren’t seeing is that this is a carefully constructed plan set up to knock the pieces off of my chess board. Alejandro pretends to feign attraction to Topher and causes him to spill any secrets that come through his empty head. From there, we use them to squash all opposition and flick the pawns away. Then I masterfully plant seeds of doubt into Topher’s vacant head by stroking his ego, allowing him to be flipped over to my side and straining his trust in Alejandro. Moving forward, I take Topher to the final two, where I swiftly crush him in my hands and collect my two million dollars. Of course, I have other options and have already started to work my magic on those pitiful Raccoons so I can watch as they continue to fail and take each other out. A shame, really. I expected a challenge this season.

*The camera cuts to static and then back to the cabins. Breakfast had finished, so the remaining sixteen campers engaged in their normal freetime activities. Alejandro and Courtney played a spirited game of volleyball against Eva and Tyler while Topher and Anne Maria watched with binoculars from the lawn chairs on the beach. Topher hogs up the binoculars as a jealous Anne Maria crosses her arms with a huff. Sadie and Samey are painting each other’s nails as Amy and Lindsay were relaxing in a new hot tub that seemed to appear from thin air, but again, nobody seemed to question it except Dawn, as Scott then decided to cannonball into the hot tub, soaking the two girls. Shawn approaches Dave, who was sitting on the stairs of the Viper cabin alone and, upon noticing Shawn near him, simply got up and ran away crying, causing Shawn to roll his eyes with an annoyed sigh. The camera then panned to Heather and Zoey having a discussion at the new wooden tables.*

**Zoey**:

You really think that will work?

**Heather** *(sickeningly sweet*):

Trust me, Zo. Would I lie to you?

**Zoey** (*trying not to say yes and expose her own alliance with Alejandro*):

Hm, no… I guess not. But Shawn seemed to have really hurt Dave. I don’t think we should be rewarding bad behavior. It’s not right!

**Heather**:

It’s not rewarding his bad behavior, it’s simply ensuring survival of us. You are my ideal final two, Zoey. If we don’t cut Dave as soon as possible, he could very easily walk away with the prize if this comes down to a jury vote. You wouldn’t want that, would you?

**Zoey**:

You mean keeping Shawn is better for our games since nobody really likes him because Dave is a social threat?

**Heather** (*pretending Zoey came up with the idea*):

Zoey, that’s a brilliant plan! I never could have thought of that! You are absolutely right! Dave could easily beat us in a jury vote. We just saw it today, he’s just so charismatic that we all took his side and wouldn’t even listen to Shawn.

**Zoey**:

Well, wait! I didn’t say-

**Heather**:

How do you propose we go through with your plan to eliminate Dave? Throw this challenge?

**Zoey**:

Is it really that urgent that he leaves now? I know I said that he has to leave soon, but he is pretty nice. I would miss him.

**Heather**:

As would I, but, oh, Zoey… You are right, we need to get rid of him now. How should we play this off? How do you suggest we put your plan in motion?

**Zoey**:

Maybe instead of throwing the challenge, we just play fairly and then whenever we lose, we just vote him out? Why set ourselves up?

**Heather**:

Brilliant, just brilliant!

*The camera cuts to Zoey in the confessional.*

**Zoey**:

Oh, I know that Alejandro said that she’s just using me, but Heather is just so genuinely invested in me and my ideas. She listens to my plans and works with me on how to put them into motion. Maybe I can trust her, but Alejandro wouldn’t lie to me. He hasn’t before.

*As Zoey is wrapping up filming her confessional, Blaineley’s voice can be heard over the loudspeaker.*

**Blaineley**:

Attention campers, it is time for your next challenge! Report to the beach immediately!

*With a series of grunts and groans from the contestants, the camera cut to static.*

### Act Two - The Challenge

***Setting: Pahkitew Island, the Beach, about Noon***

*The cameras return to the contestants standing at the beach. It looks unrecognizable from just that morning. Blaineley and Chef stood on a stage, to the left and to the right of Blaineley were two dress forms in her exact body shape with sewing machines on tables next to both of them. To stage left, a blue dress form with the Raccoon logo on the face, and to stage right, a purple dress form with the Viper logo on the face. To the left of the stage stood what looks like a massive claw arcade machine that seems to be filled with multiple fabrics with a large variety of colors inside. Lindsay, Sadie, and Topher already realizing what the challenge is have already become giddy. However, the camera then pans over to the right of the stage, revealing a boxing ring. Suffice to say, everyone now looks confused.*

**Blaineley**:

Welcome, contestants, to your next challenge! My wardrobe has become incredibly drab, so you will be creating a gorgeous new editorial fashion piece for me to wear.

**Eva**:

So, we’re basically making you clothes?

**Blaineley**:

Well, after I gave you all nice picnic tables to eat breakfast on and a hot tub to relax, it is the least you could do for me.

**Amy**:

That’s it? So what’s all this extra nonsense, then?

**Blaineley**:

You didn’t think I’d go easy on you now, did you? This has to be a challenge for everyone involved. Up first, five members of the Raccoons will have to face five members of the Vipers in the boxing ring. The winner of each matchup earns an extra dive in the claw machine for the teammate selected to dive for materials. Each team will automatically have one dive for materials in the spirit of fairness. The teammate that is selected to dive will then give their materials to the appointed team seamstress. Vicious Vipers, as you have two more members than the Ravenous Raccoons, you must have two members sit out of this challenge. Now, I will let you leave this decision, as well as both teams picking the five members who will box, the one who will dive, and the one who will sew.

*The camera cuts to the Vipers deciding who will participate in what.*

**Shawn**:

As much as I hate to admit that he is talented at something, Topher as our sewer is the best option. He’s clearly somehow great at it.

**Topher**:

Well then, it’s settled, I’ll be leading us to another victory, again.

**Dave**:

When have you ever led us to victory?

**Alejandro**:

Well, if mi amor will be our magnificent seamstress, it stands to reason that I will do the diving in and grab him all the material he needs.

**Zoey**:

Well, I guess that leaves the rest of us as boxers.

**Courtney**:

Well, no. Two of us need to sit out. I nominate Dave. He’s by far the weakest.

**Dave**:

Hey!... Okay, you’re right. I’ll sit out.

**Shawn**:

Actually, I think I should sit this one out, too. Let’s be honest here. I have no idea what editorial fashion is, and I’m not built for boxing.

**Anne Maria**:

Well, that settles it. We’re ready.

*Cut to the Raccoons making their decisions.*

**Amy**:

Do any of us know how to sew?

**Sadie**:

I can. I help Katie make most of our clothes.

**Amy**:

Help?

**Sadie**:

Well, Katie does, like, the sewing part, but I do all the, like, cutting and patterns.

**Amy**:

So you don’t actually sew?

**Sadie**:

I guess not.

**Lindsay**:

I can sew!

**Eva**:

You can sew? You? You can hardly figure out which one is your right hand or your left hand, but you know how to sew?

**Lindsay** (*bright and bubbly*):

Yes! I make everything that I wear!

**Tyler**:

Plus she makes all the clothes for my exercise brand.

**Amy**:

Well then, it’s settled. Lindsay, you’re our seamstress.

**Lindsay**:

Yay! This is going to be so much fun!

**Eva**:

Obviously, I’m going to be boxing.

**Amy**:

Right. Who else? Samey is boxing.

**Samey**:

Wait, but I don’t want to-

**Amy**:

I don’t want to hear it. Tyler, you’re athletic, how do you feel about boxing?

**Tyler**:

I prefer to watch wrestling, but boxing is okay.

**Amy**:

That is not what I meant!

**Eva**:

He’s boxing if he knows what is good for him.

**Tyler**:

What is good for him?

**Sadie**:

I’ll box. That claw machine looks like it’s going to be uncomfortable.

**Amy**:

Dawn, how do you want to participate?

**Dawn**:

Well, if I must be perfectly honest with you, this challenge is unimportant to me in the greater scheme and I have some dark scheme to uncover.

**Amy** (*dismissive*):

That’s great. Boxing or diving?

**Dawn**:

Boxing, I suppose. I need to get to the bottom of this curious case.

**Amy** (*still dismissive*):

That’s nice. Well, I guess that settles it, I’ll do the diving, Lindsay is sewing, everyone else is boxing. We need to do everything we can to grab onto this win. Let’s go.

**Blaineley**:

Well, that settles that. Boxers, divers, and seamstresses picked. Viper sitouts picked. Let’s get right into it. The first boxing match… give me Eva! Give me Courtney!

**Courtney**:

Again? I have to fight the Hulk again?

**Anne Maria**:

Oh, this was clearly set up to give the losers over there the win.

**Eva**:

I’m ready to knock out a few more teeth.

**Courtney**:

I just got them fixed. Knock out another one and consider yourself sued, beast!

*Courtney and Eva step into the boxing ring. A nameless male intern straps gloves onto their hands as Chef, now in a see-through pink dress, carrying a sign that reads “MATCH ONE”. With the ding of a bell, that match was on. Like before, Courtney immediately went on the offensive against Eva, who had no struggle blocking her whatsoever. Seeing an opening between Courtney’s jabs, Eva pushes her arms forward, catching Courtney off guard. Wrapping her arms around Courtney’s waist, Eva bends back, suplex throwing Courtney behind her. As Courtney attempted to get up, Eva quickly turned and delivered a swift punch to the temple, once again knocking Courtney out in a boxing challenge.*

**Blaineley**:

That’s an extra dive scored for the Raccoons! Up next, give me Dawn! Give me Zoey!

*The camera cuts away from this fight, given that the two aren’t actually hitting each other, hardly even tapping each other. Instead, it focuses on Dave and Shawn sitting on the sand of the beach. Dave has clearly moved away from Shawn, as the sand shows, and sits with a pouty look on his face. Shawn, slightly annoyed, makes the effort and slides next to Dave. He puts both hands on Dave’s shoulders and forces him to look him in the eyes.*

**Shawn**:

Dave, please listen to me.

**Dave**:

I’m not interested in what you have to say. I’m leaving.

**Shawn**:

You can’t just run away and cry every time you look at me.

**Dave**:

Watch me.

**Shawn** (**with a light laughter**):

Come on, Dave. I know you better than that. You won’t run forever. You get winded opening your emails. You’re going to have to listen to me eventually.

**Dave** (*stubborn but doesn’t want to admit Shawn is right*):

Fine. You have ten seconds.

**Shawn**:

Okay, listen. Of course I like you, Dave. I wouldn’t choose to team up with you all the time if I didn’t like you. I just got so annoyed at the fact that everyone keeps pairing us up together romantically without thinking how we feel about it.

**Dave**:

So my feelings about it don’t matter? Is that it?

**Shawn**:

Of course your feelings matter, Dave. I’m very thankful for you and your mind. I just wanted to have a conversation about this in private because I think relationships don’t need to be entirely public. You overheard me telling Dawn that I didn’t like you like… that.

**Dave** (*visibly crushed*):

So, you just wanted to do this in private to let me down easy? I respect that, I guess.

**Shawn** (*hesitating a moment)*:

Not exactly. That’s not what I’m trying to say, although it sounds like it.

**Dave** (*now confused*):

So exactly what are you trying to say, then?

**Shawn** (*stopping for a second to think these words through carefully*):

Dave, I’m saying that I want the choice of us being a couple to be left to us, not to feel like we’re being forced into it. When we get together, I want it to feel like it was because it was right for us. Not a decision that we rush into because of pressure and we end up hating each other forever. I care too much for you to lose you, okay?

**Dave**:

Wait… When we get together? You mean-

*With one hand, Shawn covered Dave’s mouth, with the other, he took Dave’s hand in his.*

**Shawn**:

Look, just shut up for a second, okay?

*With a nod from the smaller male, Shawn released his mouth as he held Dave’s hand. Dave’s head then moves in and rests on Shawn’s shoulder. Instinctively, Shawn’s head lovingly rested on Dave’s as the camera then went back to focusing on Dawn versus Zoey. At this point everyone is bored and nobody is really watching anymore. Realizing that she could use this loss to her advantage, Dawn intentionally takes a hit from Zoey and falls over.*

**Blaineley**:

Finally a winner. Zoey wins an extra dive for the Vipers. Up next, give me Sadie! Give me Heather! Chop, chop! Let’s go!

**Chris** (*his voice coming from over the loudspeaker*):

Blaineley sucks!

**Blaineley**:

That little toad! He must have known his firing was coming! Where is the control panel?! Chef!

*Chef gave a nod and quickly ran off as Blaineley shoved Sadie and Heather into the ring. During all the commotion, Dawn was able to sneak away unseen and snuck into the forest.*

**Heather**:

Go easy on me, okay, Sadie?

**Sadie**:

What do you mean? You’re not going to try?

**Heather** (*sweetly*):

I see no point. You are easily going to mop the floor with me.

**Sadie**:

Well, I don’t know about all tha-

**Heather**:

Come on, now, Sadie. You are incredibly strong. You’ve won many physical challenges already. This will just be another under your belt.

**Courtney**:

What are you saying? You’re throwing this?

**Heather**:

Why bother? She’s just going to beat me.

**Sadie**:

Well, sure, I can go easy on you. I don’t want to win unfairly.

**Heather**:

Oh, you mean it? Just for me?

**Amy**:

What are you doing? Sadie, you have to win!

**Sadie**:

Well, you just heard her. I’d just easily beat her. That’s not fair!

**Amy**:

You idiot, she’s lying!

**Sadie**:

This is why we are always losing, you always undermine me! Other people see my worth!

*The camera quickly cuts to Heather in the confessional giving a wink, then back to the beach.*

**Heather**:

Exactly. Amy, you need to give Sadie more credit. She’s simply a beast in challenges.

**Sadie**:

And I want a fair match, so I’ll try to hold back!

**Heather**:

I appreciate it, thanks!

*With a ring of the bell, Sadie and Heather move around in circles, eyeing each other. Sadie throws the first punch, but Heather, already expecting it, has done a backbend to dodge it. Sadie then gave Heather a light punch in the stomach, and Heather threw herself down on the ground of the ring, acting as if Sadie hit her that hard. Sadie then helps Heather up and then throws another punch, which Heather ducks. Heather then swiftly delivers an uppercut right to Sadie’s jaw. Sadie was caught so off-guard that she stumbled and fell out of the boxing ring.*

**Blaineley**:

Heather sneakily earns another dive for the Vipers!

**Sadie**:

Sneakily? No, she won fairly.

**Blaineley**:

Oh, right. Right. She definitely did. No mental tactics used at all. Exactly. Up next, give me Tyler! Give me Scott!

*Tyler and Scott got into the ring as Amy and Eva glared at Sadie.*

**Amy**:

You realize that you’re done for if we lose now, right?

**Sadie**:

Get off your high horse. She beat me fairly.

**Eva**:

Just how dumb are you?

**Scott**:

You’re going down, jocko!

**Tyler**:

Nu-uh! You’re going down! I’m gonna bring the pain and then relieve it!

*The two begin to just start wildly swinging their arms and fists around, throwing caution to the wind. Figuring that this would take long, considering the fact that they didn’t even get close to each other before swinging, the camera then cuts to Dawn walking through the forest. She is clearly following a shadow until she loses track near a singular tree surrounded by bushes and leaves. Picking up a leaf, she closes her eyes and walks forward, getting some sort of trace of whatever she seems to be looking for. The camera then cuts back to the beach, as Tyler and Scott are now just brutally hitting each other although neither seems to be giving up. It then cuts back to Dawn.*

**Dawn**:

It’s Chris. I know it. I can sense him right here, but I cannot see him anywhere.

**Chris** (*over the loudspeaker*):

Blaineley sucks!

*With a squint, Dawn eyes the tree and notices a strange bark formation. Approaching the tree, she reached out with her hand and lightly touched it. Detecting something unusual, she gave a few pushes and noticed that this tree… was hollow? Looking around, she notices more strange bark formations, and by the bushes, there was a hole in the three. Reaching her hand in, Dawn confirms that the tree is, indeed, hollow. She pulls her hand out, and accidentally knocks a piece of the tree off, revealing a dark entrance. Looking around, she sees that nobody else had followed her, and entered into the hollow tree and replaced the bark door behind her. Suddenly, the darkness illuminates and she finds herself… in an elevator? To offset the sci-fi imagery Dawn seems to have found herself in, as she rides down in the elevator, soft elevator muzak plays as she patiently waits with her hands behind her back, standing on her tiptoes. For another brief moment, the camera cuts back to Tyler versus Scott. The two have beaten and bruised each other, but neither party is relenting.*

**Scott**:

Give up already. You’ve lost!

**Tyler**:

Uh-uh! You give up!

**Scott**:

Never!

*The camera cuts back to Dawn as the elevator opens and she now finds herself in an empty futuristic-looking white hallway. An extra set of footsteps are heard ahead, causing Dawn to press on, despite becoming visibly increasingly frightened with each step.*

**Dawn**:

Where am I? Who is there? What is this place?

*As she reached the end of the hallway to a large metal door standing in front of her. Turning the large metal gear on the door, it opens and she peaks inside. A mysterious figure is slightly illuminated by a blue screen in front of her. She has found CHRIS in hiding.*

**Chris** (*into the microphone*):

Blaineley sucks!

**Dawn**:

Chris! I knew you were hiding out here!

**Chris** (*startled, then realizes it is only Dawn*):

Nobody sees the wizard, not nobody, not nohow! Oh, Dawn, it’s only you.

**Dawn**:

I knew there was some kind of scheme going on here! Now spill it.

**Chris**:

There’s nothing to tell you. Blaineley fired me from my own show and had me escorted out. From there, I had Chef hide me in the one place she wouldn’t look. The boat of losers. After Rodney left, I made my grand re-entrance while Amy and Scott were kissing. I swam back to the dock and took refuge here in my secret underground hideout.

**Dawn**:

So there’s… nothing suspicious going on here?

**Chris**:

Other than the cow that stole my show? No. I must hand it to you, you are the only one to figure out that I was still here, other than Chef, of course. What tipped you off?

**Dawn**:

I could sense you while Dave, Shawn, and I were getting breakfast this morning. I felt something odd when new picnic tables and a hot tub suddenly appeared between the time we left from and returned to the cabins, and then again with the state of the art technology Blaineley brought out for today’s challenge.

**Chris**:

Picnic tables? Hot tub? Technology? All just appeared today?

**Dawn**:

That is correct.

**Chris**:

That would mean… no! Blaineley discovered that the island is robotic and she can control the environment! This cannot be good.

**Dawn**:

The island… is robotic? Control the environment?

**Chris**:

Exactly. After Scarlett tried to kill everyone with this state of the art technology the first time we were here, Chef and I worked hard to cover it up. The only real life here are us and the fruits. Everything else is fake. Watch this.

*With the press of a button, a television flashes to life in front of them. Scott and Tyler are shown to still be boxing, both now exhausted, but still not giving up. With another press of the button, a large shark resembling Fang emerged from the water and began chasing after Scott.*

**Blaineley**:

On a… strange technicality, Tyler scores another dive for the Raccoons! Give me Samey! Give me Anne Maria! Speed it up, slowpokes!

**Chris** (*with a snicker into the microphone*):

Blaineley sucks!

**Dawn** (*with a horrified gasp*):

No! You’ve tinkered and destroyed nature and her gifts!

**Chris**:

Oh stuff it. Listen, you need to get back there and act as if you never saw me. You cannot loosen your lips and say that I’m hiding here. Go, now!

*He shoves Dawn out of the room and the camera fades to black. It then cuts to static and then to Dawn in a confessional.*

**Dawn**:

This is absolutely detestable! Chris, Chef, Blaineley… they have all knowingly desecrated Mother Earth and have taken her gifts for granted. This island needs to be shut down!

*The camera cuts to static again, then back to the beach. Samey is downed as Anne Maria poses over her body, implying she had beaten her viciously. Amy looks concerned for Samey.*

**Blaineley**:

Another dive for the Vipers! That’s three dives for material for the Ravenous Raccoons and four dives for the Vicious Vipers! Raccoons, you’re up first!

*Climbing up a large ladder, Amy is securely strapped into a harness by Eva.*

**Amy**:

This is… really high up.

**Eva**:

I suggest that you just close your eyes until you don’t feel like you’re falling. Ready?

*With a gulp, Amy closed her eyes and gave her a thumbs up. Eva pressed a button simply marked “DROP” and Amy was sent flying down with a loud scream. When the feeling of falling was over, Amy’s eyes opened and she was in a sea of multiple colors and feels. Grabbing as much as she could, she was raised back up. She tossed her haul onto the stage and the process was repeated two more times. When her turn was finally over, she was shaking and trembling as she was aided out of the harness by Eva and the two walked down the stairs as Alejandro and Heather passed them on the way up.*

**Topher**:

Hey! I want that pretty purple fabric! Alejandro, grab me one of those!

**Amy**:

I-I n-never want to do anything like that a-again.

**Eva**:

It’s over now. Now we just pin our hopes on Lindsay.

**Heather**:

Out of the way. Watch it, losers!

*Heather and Alejandro reach the top of the stairs and Heather straps him into the harness. The two had a small conversation as they participated.*

**Alejandro**:

Be gentle, mi amor.

**Heather**:

It looks like our plan is working perfectly to our satisfaction.

**Alejandro**:

To the letter. Topher does not suspect a thing.

**Heather**:

And your alliance with Zoey? She does not know that I’ve been filled in on that… arrangement, I presume?

**Alejandro**:

She does not. She is completely at our mercy.

**Heather**:

But it seems the mercy is running out.

**Alejandro**:

Our secrets shall never escape these lips. Not even the secret of your secret immunity idol.

**Heather** (*bluntly*):

I have no idea what you are talking about.

**Alejandro**:

Now, now, mi amor. Do not play coy with me.

**Heather**:

I am telling you. I don’t have any secret idol, let alone the immunity idol.

**Alejandro**:

Do you swear?

**Heather**:

To the grave.

**Alejandro**:

Excellent.

*Like before with Eva and Amy, Heather pushed the “DROP” button and Alejandro was quickly lowered into the fabric-filled arcade machine. Grabbing as much material as he could, he tossed it to Topher on the stage, and then again for three additional times. Lindsay and Topher look through all the fabric that was given to them.*

**Topher** (*whining*):

You got that really pretty purple fabric I wanted! Alejandro didn’t get me any!

**Lindsay** (*happily*):

Isn’t it cute? Do you want to share it?

**Topher** (*excited*):

You mean it?

**Lindsay**:

Sure! I don’t really like purple that much anyway.

**Topher**:

Okay, well, one, you’re crazy. Purple is great. Second of all, do you just want to combine all of our stuff between the two of us and just use what we want from it?

**Lindsay**:

That’s, like, such a great idea!

*The two then combine their two large piles into one massive sea of fabric and then immediately begin getting to work.*

**Courtney**:

What are they doing?

**Shawn**:

It looks like they’re helping each other.

**Courtney**:

Topher! Stop acting stupid! You have to win, not be congenial!

**Topher** (*bluntly*):

Hot people need to stick together.

*Lindsay pulls out bolts of fabrics in warmer tones, including different types with red, orange, and yellow colors while Topher works solely in shades of purple. The two are draping fabric around their mannequins and taking measurements to create patterns from scratch. The two begin to quickly trace, then cut their patterns out in the fabric, and begin sewing.*

**Dave**:

I never thought that I’d be rooting for Topher, but he seems like he’s in his element here.

**Shawn**:

I agree, although I’m not convinced that he’s not just making clothes for himself, whereas Lindsay is clearly making her outfit to Blaineley’s body type.

*The camera fast forwards as a “ONE HOUR LATER” time card appears on screen. Both Lindsay and Topher are shown to be finishing up their outfits. They both walk behind the curtain with Blaineley, who will try on the outfits and model them to decide the winner.*

**Blaineley**:

Things are in the final stretch here. Time to pick a winner! Up first, the Raccoons!

*Blaineley steps out from behind a curtain and is dressed as if it’s a look into Lindsay’s future years. Sporting a glittery orange tube top, a meticulously rhinestoned red short mini-skirt, yellow boot covers reaching up past Blaineley’s knees, and red velvet gloves with orange organza fabric carefully sewn inside to create long fringe.*

**Lindsay**:

Don’t you just love it? You look like me! Only, like, older.

**Blaineley**:

You better watch it if you want to win. I must say, I feel sexy wearing this. If I were going out to a club, I’d love to wear this, and it’s shockingly well put together. It’s off the theme, but it is absolutely gorgeous. It is good work from the Raccoons. Vipers next!

**Lindsay**:

Wait, did I win?

*Changing out of Lindsay’s club outfit, she puts on Topher’s and steps from behind the curtain to reveal it. Blaineley steps out in a low cut velvet purple gown with a long, flowing train attached to it. With a black mesh inlay over the chest, Topher created a heart-shaped window at the breast with a large collar piece attached to the neck and gloves sewn into the sleeves.*

**Heather**:

Holy s[censor noise]...

**Courtney**:

That looks…

**Amy**:

Incredible…

**Blaineley**:

Topher, this is absolutely… amazing. I feel like the royal queen I deserve to be. I feel regal. The fact that you created this from scratch in only an hour is… impressive. Both of you did incredible this challenge, but I must say that this win is obvious. Congratulations, Vicious Vipers! Once again, you are the winning team supreme! Ravenous Raccoons, I’ll see you tonight for yet another campfire ceremony where you must say goodbye to yet another member. Maybe I should just send you all home at this point.

### Act Three - The Cabins

***Setting: Pahkitew Island, the Cabins, Dusk.***

*We see the Raccoons all sitting outside of their cabin. Amy is still shivering following her participation in the claw machine portion of the challenge and is being consoled by Lindsay and Dawn. Sadie and Samey are talking, as are Eva and Tyler. Eva is holding a cold slab of steak over Tyler’s eye following his brutal match with Scott.*

**Eva**:

You did far too much work and that match lasted much longer than it needed to.

**Tyler**:

It felt like some unknown force made our match go on longer for some reason, as if it were like a B Plot or something.

**Eva**:

That’s crazy talk, the challenge would be the main plot. You took a few too many hits to the head, clearly. You’re talking nonsense.

**Sadie**:

So now you see that I’m right. She forced you into a matchup you couldn’t win and kept trying to downplay how good I am in challenges just because she can.

**Samey**:

What you’re saying makes sense, I just can’t bring myself to vote her out.

**Sadie**:

You need to stop thinking with your heart and use your brain, it’s, like, smarter. Hello, it’s your brain. You two aren’t meant to be friends, clearly. She isn’t as willing to make peace and stick with it as you are, especially since she was just so explosive with you over a small thing such as one little vote in a game. She doesn’t share your loyalty.

**Samey**:

I guess not. I guess it was too good to be true when it was happening. She must have just wanted me as a vote and nothing more. She pretended that we were going to be close for the first time ever… just to try and manipulate me. I guess I don’t really have anyone.

**Sadie**:

That’s not true, you have me. Jasmine, too.

*The two embrace in a tender hug while Dave and Shawn walk by on their way to the Viper cabin, hand in hand.*

**Sadie** (*teasingly*):

So close. It looks like the world’s favorite couple has already made up.

**Samey**:

So, does this mean that you two are finally together now?

**Shawn** (*cryptically*):

It means what it means. That’s all.

*The camera then cuts to the beach. Topher is grabbing from the pile of fabric and handing multiple bolts over to Alejandro, who feigned enthusiasm for his pretend-boyfriend’s interest in sewing and design.*

**Topher**:

Ooh! I want this one and that one… I am definitely taking this one! Maybe this one?

**Alejandro**:

Topher, mi amor… Honey, I can only carry so much.

**Topher**:

Just a few more! I want this one, and, ooh! This one will come in handy.

**Alejandro** (*quietly*):

Hello, what is this?

*Unbeknownst to Topher, hidden in one of the bolts of fabric he was throwing at Alejandro to carry was a red Blaineley Bust. He quickly pocketed it before Topher could notice.*

### Act Four - The Campfire Ceremony

***Setting: Pahkitew Island, the Campsite, nighttime.***

*And once again, the Ravenous Raccoons must vote off yet another member as the Vipers watch on. One by one, they disappear to the confessional to cast their votes. First Sadie, then Dawn, then Tyler, then Amy, then Sadie, then Lindsay, and finally Eva. Dawn looks incredibly horrified as Amy is still shivering and shaking. Nobody else is acting out of the ordinary. Chef, as usual, drops a plate of marshmallows off on the podium and leaves to fetch the boat of losers.*

**Blaineley**:

For once, I honestly feel like nobody should go home.

**Samey**:

So you’re going to let us off the hook because you like us?

**Blaineley** (*with a hearty laugh*):

Oh, heavens no! The votes have already been cast and tallied. I want to hear from all of you. Who should go home tonight and why?

**Courtney**:

Send them all home. They all need to go eventually so I can win.

**Sadie**:

I think Amy should be the next to get eliminated. She frequently downplays anybody that doesn’t suck up to her and refuses to see anybody’s talents or competitive abilities. She has led us to this exact place frequently. She has failed us. It’s time to go.

**Eva**:

I think Sadie should have been eliminated already. She’s incredibly foolish and lets herself get a swelled head over the slightest bit of potential praise directed her way. We all saw it today when Heather stroked her ego to the point of convincing Sadie to give her the win. She has been a consistent failure, but it seems to be rewarded. She must leave.

**Sadie**:

Since when is competence a crime? Exactly!

**Blaineley**:

Well, I must admit that those are two excellent cases for both of you to get eliminated at the ire of your teammates. Perhaps they’d be better off without either of you. The votes have been tallied, let’s get into this campfire ceremony. You know the rules. The marshmallow is your symbol of immunity, you get one, you stay. Yadda-yadda, you don’t, you leave. You’ve all been through it enough. Come get your marshmallows…

Lindsay!

Eva!

Tyler!

Samey!

Dawn!

That leaves one final marshmallow. Amy. Sadie. Both of you just heard very fair, accurate reasons as to why you should be eliminated. It should come as no surprise to you now that you have wound up as the bottom two. In a vote of four to two… The next contestant eliminated is-

*Dawn practically jumps up at this point.*

**Dawn**:

Wait, stop!

**Blaineley**:

Dawn, dear. You’re going off script. Stay in your lane, darling!

**Dawn**:

I have uncovered something truly horrific about this island. Everything is a carefully crafted illusion. Not one thing here is real! Chris. Chef. Blaineley. They’re all in on this charade. They have played god against Mother Nature and they have cruelly worked on destroying her essence. This is a travesty that cannot stand.

**Blaineley**:

You have no idea what you are saying, little girl.

**Courtney**:

What is she going on about?

**Dawn**:

This island. It’s alive, alright. It's alive with the pulse of lies. All life… artificial. All animals, dead and gone. Replaced with cheap, robotic copies.

**Shawn**:

You’re just now finding out that this place is robotic?

**Dawn**:

I have decided to exit this competition. I will not be an accessory to the destruction of nature. May she wrap you in her merciless grasp. I am going to alert the media. I’m going to gather all the environmentalists. This evil shall not stand. Friends, do not trust this woman. She is twisted far more than you can even begin to know.

*Dawn stomps away and heads to the dock to await for the boat of losers.*

**Amy**:

What… just happened.

**Blaineley**:

Well, there we have it. The contestant eliminated tonight is… nobody. Dawn has just self-evicted after going off on a tangent. Clearly she is unwell. May she get the help she clearly needs on her journey back to the outside world.

*As the campfire ceremony concludes, Dave and Shawn walk hand-in-hand onto the dock to say goodbye to Dawn. She turns to face them before they could even say a word.*

**Dawn**:

I cannot stay in this evil place, although I must say that I am thrilled to see your two souls have now become at peace in each other. May your relationship bear the fruits of passionate love and cherishment.

**Dave**:

Do you really have to leave? It’s not like the island being robotic was some sort of secret.

**Shawn**:

Did you not watch the last season?

**Dawn**:

Following the traumatic experiences I’ve suffered on my season, I staged a protest and had the show banned among environmentalists permanently.

**Dave**:

So why did you come back at all?

**Dawn**:

It is shameful to say, but the two million dollar prize would be essential in supporting Mother Nature. She needs the money invested into her against corruption like this.

*The boat of losers has finally arrived, and Dawn boards as she had come. No luggage at all.*

Well, it seems that my time here is finally over.

**Dave**:

Wait, there’s something that I need to know. How did you know how me and Shawn felt for each other? We didn’t even know.

**Dawn**:

I told you before. It was written in your auras.

*With a wave, Dawn disappears as the boat of losers drives off. When she was finally gone from sight, Dave and Shawn turned to face each other.*

**Shawn**:

She makes it sound like we were made to be together…

**Dave**:

Well, maybe we were. It makes sense.

**Shawn**:

Never when I first met you did I think this is where we’d end up.

**Dave**:

Really? Come on. Even back then, you were still my first choice to kiss someone. Even before Sky. And before that, when we were building that horrid wizard tower for shelter, I knew I felt something for you. They pretty much caught my amazement on tape.

**Shawn**:

So… maybe we were destined to be together then. Hm…

*Dave quickly stands on his toes and pressed his lips against Shawn’s right before the camera panned back to Blaineley at the campsite.*

**Blaineley**:

Well, there we have it, I guess! Dawn quit and saved one of either Amy or Sadie from elimination. That’s an outcome I never saw coming. Maybe I should start reading auras, too…

Will Dave and Shawn be able to keep their new romance a secret?

Will I ever reveal the results of tonight’s vote?

Will-

**Chris** (*voice over the loudspeaker*):

Will Blaineley be forced to hand my show back over?

Find out the answers to these questions and more next time on TOTAL!

DRAMA!

RESURRECTION!

Blaineley sucks!

**Blaineley**:

That’s it! That tears it! I’ll tear this island from the ground up if I have to to eliminate any trace of that rancid old man!

*A shadow of a man appears behind Blaineley and reaches out for her. A few crackling embers shoot up to reveal this figure as CHRIS behind her.*

**Chris**:

Blaineley! It’s over!

***The camera fades to black, then to static.***

## Trivia

* Continuing on from the previous episode, Alejandro is still pretending to be attracted to Topher. It is also revealed that Heather is aware of this and that she and Alejandro are only using Topher as an ally to spill any secrets he can get on the other contestants.
	+ Alejandro implies that Topher has told him about the immunity idol that Heather had found in Heartbreak Hotel, however she lies to him and insists that she has not yet found it.
* Dave is shown to be lazy and afraid of nature in this episode.
* The plot of this episode is based on the short story “*Untitled*,” in which the unnamed main character suspects a sinister plot happening around her and everyone else in blissful ignorance, only to discover that there was no plot and she had only wasted her time. This role in the episode is portrayed by Dawn.
* Upon hearing Shawn telling Dawn that he doesn't like him, Dave begins to cry and call himself a "lone wolf." This is to mimic his downward spiral following Sky's rejection of him in *Pahkitew Island*.
* In this episode, it is established that Blaineley is aware that the island is robotic and uses it carelessly.
	+ Blaineley uses the island's ability to create anything to give the contestants new picnic tables and a hot tub in an attempt to butter them up so they would make new designer outfits for her as part of the challenge.
* Alejandro, Eva, and Tyler all break the fourth wall in this episode.
* Anne Maria is revealed to be jealous of Topher's "relationship" with Alejandro.
* The running gag of Topher not understanding Spanish continues in this episode. He thinks Alejandro is speaking Swedish and that he can't understand it because "he's not a fish."
	+ This is a reference to the candy Swedish Fish.
* Like the previous episode with Alejandro, Heather establishes in this episode that she plans on using Topher to spill secrets about the other contestants and then take him to the final two so she can easily win.
	+ Despite her true intentions with Topher, she tells Zoey that she is her ideal final two.
* As before in Choreo Queens, Heather manipulates Zoey into taking credit for an idea she has come up with. This time, she feeds her the idea to eliminate Dave over Shawn if they are forced to vote another member out. It is also established later with Alejandro that this was only a plan to trick Zoey into false security.
* The boxing challenge between Courtney and Eva from Lightning Strikes is mentioned in this episode, and a cut scene from Ave Anne Maria is referenced with Courtney saying that she just had her tooth fixed and she'd sue Eva if she knocked it out again. In the cut scene from that episode, Courtney has her tooth fixed by Chef Hatchet in the infirmary and suffers intense pain off camera as it focuses on Dave having an allergic reaction to a berry Shawn picked to help him relaxed.
* As shown in the previous episode, Topher is great at sewing. Lindsay is also shown to be good at it, and it is established that she makes all of her clothes, and in addition, makes all of the clothes for Tyler's exercise line.
* In this episode, it is established that Amy is afraid of heights.
* In this episode, it is revealed that Chris never really left the island after getting fired, and was aided in his secrecy by Chef.
* In this episode, Alejandro becomes the first male to find any form of idol, as he takes a red Blaineley Bust from Topher without him knowing.
* Dawn reveals that she did not watch any season following *Revenge of the Island* and that she staged a protest against the show among environmentalists.
* As with A New Dawning, it is not revealed who voted for whom, but that it was a vote of four against two. Unlike *A New Dawning*, it is not revealed who had the majority vote to be eliminated.
	+ However, it is meant to be easily inferred that Amy, Eva, Lindsay, and Tyler voted out Sadie; Sadie and Samey voted out Amy; and Dawn voted to eliminate herself and quits as soon as she is called safe.
		- Despite her insistence in Ave Anne Maria that she wouldn't vote out Amy, Samey is implied to have voted her out this episode with insistence from Sadie.
	+ Coincidentally, that episode was named after Dawn, who quits in this episode.
	+ Interestingly, these are the only two episodes to feature a contestant leaving without getting voted out, as DJ left due to a medical evacuation and Dawn leaves by quitting.
* As of this episode, Dawn is the third character to quit the show. She follows DJ in *Total Drama Action* and Duncan in *Total Drama World Tour.*
* As of the end of this episode, Dave and Shawn are officially a couple.
* This is the only episode to end on a cliffhanger.