Willis: *sitting a cave with Aaliyah, Demika and Lilac* We did it.
Lilac: Dean's idol play was hilarious.
Aaliyah: This needs to be the final four.
Willis: We all know who's next?
Troy: *is seen walking alone, then kicks a tree* Damn it
Troy: Confessional: These people are the stupidest people on the planet. I mean, I don't even know what they're thinking. I guess it's time to make a pot of revenge.
Lilac: *walking with Willis* We said final four, but how about us two for final two?
Willis: That's what I was thinking.
Lilac: I don't trust anybody else here fully except you.
Willis: Same goes back to you.
Lilac: But, we need to stop hanging out as much. People are getting suspicious.
Lilac: Just keep the distance..
Willis: Confessional: It'll be hard to keep my distance. There's nobody here I really like except Lilac.
Willis: This final two is SOLID. *walks away*
Willis: Hey Troy! Have you seen my boots?
Troy: Cut the crap, Will.
Willis: What crap? I'm just a white man asking for boots.
Troy: I trusted you, we welcomed you into the alliance, and you freaking flipped? You have no loyalty...to anyone.
Lilac: *sees the two and begins walking up*
Willis: I got loyalty man. If you got loyalty back for me.
Troy: We did!
Willis: Who was gonna be taken out at final three? Me.
Lilac: It's not his fault.
Troy: Stay out of this, brat.
Troy: I swear Lilac, you just run around in everyone's ear.
Lilac: *slaps Troy*
Troy: You like me.
Willis: *begins to get angry*
Willis: Confessional: Trash talk me all you want but don't try to get in between me and my woman, I mean, Lilac.
Troy: You two are the closest duo here and you know it.
Demika: *walking with Aaliyah* I wonder where everyone is.
Aaliyah: Me too.
Demika: Look, coconuts! Let's eat it.
Aaliyah: No thanks..
Demika: Are you sure? I haven't seen you eat in a while.
Aaliyah: Its fine..
Demika: Confessional: I'm worried about the girl. She hasn't eaten in a few days. She's already a stick, she needs to eat.
Chris: This challenge will test your strength.
Chris: You will be holding a long weight. We will add two 20 pound bags every few minutes, making it 40 pounds. If you drop it, you're out. The winner gets immunity.
Chris: We are now in position (everyone is carrying the starting 40 pounds) and we have begun.
Aaliyah: *already drops* :(
Troy: Seems pretty easy.
Lilac: *begins to wobble* Ugh..
Willis: You can do it, Lilac.
Lilac: *repositions self and takes deep breath*
Chris: *adds 40 more pounds*
Lilac: Oh crap *drops*
Chris: Aaliyah and Lilac are out. You three are now carrying 80 pounds.
Demika: *drops* Ugh
Chris: It is now Willis versus Troy.
Troy: *begins to wobble*
Chris: *ada forty more* 120 pounds
Willis: Ugh.. *drops out*
Aaliyah: *begins getting dizzy*
Lilac: Aaliyah are you ok?
Nurse Chef: Her blood pressure low.
Chris: How low?
Nurse Chef: Lower than Taylor Swift
Aaliyah: *wakes up* :O
Nurse Chef: Can you breathe?
Aaliyah: I don't know..
Nurse Chef: You need water and rest.
Chris: Can she compete?
Nurse Chef: Yes.
Aaliyah: *sitting in shelter, exhausted*
Lilac: Get well soon boo. *goes off into jungle*
Willis: *follows her*
Troy: *grabs Demika by the arm and joins Aaliyah in shelter* Listen, those two, they got a final two deal, guaranteed.
Demika: How do you know?
Troy: They are always together, that's enough proof.
Demika: So who do we vote?
Aaliyah: *says tiredly* Willis. He's the bigger threat.
Demika: Okay Willis.
Troy: Confessional: I got immunity and the cracks in this alliance are finally opening up. I got this.
Troy: *walks up to Willis and Lilac* Hey.
Lilac: Ugh, what do you want?
Willis: *begins walking away*
Troy: I wouldn't walk away if I was you.
Willis: Whys that?
Troy: Aaliyah and Demika, they got a final two, and they are voting you.
Willis: Why should I trust you?
Troy: Trust me or you're going home tonight.
Willis: Okay fine, who are we voting?
Lilac: Im concerned for Aaliyah, like health issues.
Willis: Nurse says she's fine.
Lilac: I know but still..
Willis: Okay, whatever you want, mah lady *winks at her*
Troy: Confessional: Basically one duo wants me to vote with them and the other duo wants me to vote them. It's amazing how much I can change this crap. I should probably take my million to not waste budget for this show. I'll decide who I vote tonight by random draw basically. Good luck losers.
Lilac: Confessional: I don't trust Troy, not one bit. I have no idea why Willis chose to trust him after he called us out. I just wanna strangle him sometimes...ugh.
Aaliyah: Confessional: I know I'm not feeling well, and I'm sick and all that. But I'm still as determined to win this. I will try my best and this is for all the people on the jury who I was aligned with! Woo hoo!
(Smith, Blanca, Hayley, Tyrone, and Dean walks in, then takes their seat)
Chris: First vote..
Chris: One vote Willis, one vote Aaliyah, next vote..
Chris: Two votes Aaliyah..one vote Willis
Chris: We are tied. Two votes Aaliyah two votes Willis. One vote left.. Our sixth juror of this game is..
Chris: Aaliyah. It's time for you to go.
Blanca: *in jury, groans*
(Preview for next episode begins)
Willis and Lilac get closer
Willis: *cuddling with Lilac in shelter*
Demika scrambles for her life in the game
Demika: Honestly Lilac, Willis is using you, 100%
Aaliyah: Troy Willis Lilac
Willis: Demika Aaliyah