Survivor: Redemption Island (Page 5)
StuckInTheSixties: That's exactly why I think that while Rob's game is being played really, REALLY well, but I suspect that it's brittle. It could blow up on him.
I was editing my last post, adding to it when you posted last, so to keep the chronology of this working, I'm gonna shift what I had added to this post:
If Ometepe is smart, they will do everything in their power to keep Zapatera guessing as to whom they will target for votes, or even try to convince them that one player has been targeted, when they actually plan to vote another one, just in case that Hidden Immunity Idol is in play.
For instance, let's say Steve wins Immunity in the challenge. Ometepe could then try to convince them that Ralph is the target, while Julie actually is. That way, if Ralph plays the Hidden Immunity Idol, it would be for naught, because Julie was targeted.
This game is SOOOOO damn complex! I love it!
Sables: yes I am enjoying it very much can't wait for tonite...I get the time zone channels so I can watch it early here
StuckInTheSixties: We live in the same time zone, so I'll be watching it at the regular 8 PM our time.
If you're watching it before that, hold your tongue, woman! No spoilers!
Sables: lol I would never do that to you SIts...besides I can't remember all that happened so I wait for your blow by blow and then I can comment...usually lol
Sables: okay if you haven't watched tonites episode do not read any further....
they had an elimination round with the castaways...the last to finish goes on to be a juror...the other two await for another cast off...
Sables: Mike is now a juror.
the tension between the two tribes is getting pretty bad, especially with Phreaky Phil.
Phil was off in the "mountain" meditating and chanting lol, just looking crazier and crazier.
The Zapatera being low on tribesmen have excess food and so they are able to have more rationed to each other which is bothering the other tribe, Phil decides when their back is turned to steal rice from the other tribe...but what goes round comes round as when the Ometepe go to get rice to cook find maggots in their rice.
So now Phil takes it upon himself to tell the other tribe Zap. that they have to share their container, they talk abit about it and Steve says he needs to speak to Ralph about and that he doubts that they will, Phil gets on his high horse and goes on and on about being fair where was that thinking as he was relieving them of some of their rice anyhow he and Steve get into a heated discussion where Phreaky Phil "threatens" Steve with his kungfu or whatever going mano a mano lol
Steve says you're crazy and Phil goes off in a tantrum about it being a racist thing not sharing and then he starts using the n word
Steve says later to whoever (Rob, Mark) was around the fire that they were voting for Phil. All it would take is two more votes and he would be gone.
Sheman (Julie) hides Phils shorts (not the pink ones unfortunately) so Phil is accusing them of taking his shorts and he thinks it is Steve.
Time for the elimination, there is room for all but two in this elimination, the rest get to carry on for the necklace.
All of the Zap make it so I am hoping that one of them will make it and get the necklace but unfortunately the only one that doesn't need the necklace yet wins it....Rob
They get in a big go around about the racist argument and the fact that this has caused problems Jeff is saying that it is a possibility that either Steve or Phil will be on the block.
Well that was not the case as Julie was the one voted off....
Sables: okay lololing
at the tribal vote off it was so funny I was killing myself laughing, Jeff askes Phil who took his shorts, and Phil says Steve, Jeff then asks Phil was it his skills in the CIA that enabled him to detect who stole his shorts lololing and Phil nods his head and says yes and goes into some tirade or another (there were a few)
So after all was said and done Jeff asks who took the shorts lololing Julie said it was her
I am sure you will fill in the gaps Sits
Sables: so now can hardly wait for next week
Do you think they will start eliminating some of their own because they can afford to on the Ometepe tribe or will they just keep getting rid of the Zapatera???
Rich_Is_Here!: I really thought Phil was going to be a goner this week after all that went on! I thought that the girls who hasn't like phil from the start would have had an oportunity to make a move on the food bartering to get rid of phil because of not liking him though! It was quit a suprise that they stuck with phils game plan to remove all of the other tribe! That is what it looks like is going to happen!
StuckInTheSixties: Okay, here’s my usual overblown weekly recap-analysis. It’s titled:
“Will Crazy Phillip ever find his shorts?”
WOWIE ZOWIE !!!! I have been referring to Phillip as “Creepy Phillip.” That changes now. I shall now refer to Phillip as “Crazy Phillip.”
Episode #10 was GREAT! After the usual opening recap by Jeff Probst, the show started with a segment focusing on Matt, who has made a total emotional retreat into his religion. He’s all stressed out, unable to fathom just why he was targeted for a second time (two episodes ago). While Mike slept in their shelter, Matt was out in the darkness, babbling prayers to Jesus, talking about wanting out of the game, but not wanting to leave if Jesus wants him to stay and fight. It was sad.
As he was ensconced in prayer, out of the darkness came the newest exile, David. Basically, the three exiles had the same discussion that my last big essay centered on, the uncertainty of the fates of those three exiles, and how the concept of Redemption Island will now fit into the overall scheme of the game. And just like viewers, those three exiles could only speculate.
As dawn broke on the Murlonio camp, Crazy Phillip fiddled with his silly headband, adding a second feather to the first while muttering meaningless syllables, sort of like some fundamentalist Christians “speak in tongues” as the three Zapaterans watched him, bemused, and pondering their fate. Being outnumbered six to three, and having long lost any chance whatsoever of peeling away Phillip (the lowest in Ometepe’s pecking order) away from his tribe, they now placed their hopes for survival in Phillip’s being annoying enough for his tribe to jettison him. It wasn’t an entirely unreasonable hope.
For his part, Crazy Phillip, sitting alone, speaking in tongues, almost seems like he’s doing his utmost to get himself kicked. He’s just so full of shit! He’s now added “Ardent Buddhist” to his bogus resume, along with “secret government agent,” “former soldier decorated with the second highest peacetime medal,” etc. He meditated, and as he explained, “I focused on my ancestors … I had a premonition, through my grandfather, Justin Herring, and I took that as an indication that my relationship with Rob … I think that it has finally come to what I call the ‘full circle of trust.’ I’m gonna play my role. That doesn’t mean that I’m not pursuing the million dollars, ‘cause I’ll be here at the end of the game.” Crazy Phillip, of course, is delusional.
The division between Zapatera and Ometepe keeps widening. As previously explained, Murlonio is a tribe of two tribes. Not only do they remain separate socially, competitively, and have two separate sleeping shelters, but in this episode, it was shown that they even have separate food stashes, and cook separately. And because Zapatera has had its membership whittled down, there have been progressively larger portions of rice for the Steve, Julie and Ralph. This hasn’t gone unnoticed by Ometepe, who, with twice as many members, is having to miserly ration their rice. It grated particularly on Crazy Phillip, to the point that he was counting the number of scoops they were each eating. He divulged in an aside that (reasonably) figures that they are trying to use up all of their rice before being voted out, and that he planned on stealing some of their rice. (The program showed some of the thefts taking place.) As Phillip sees things, “All rice here belongs to all of us.” It’s not the most objective of viewpoints, particularly when you consider that Zapatera has been segregated from the first moment the merge took place, and is basically living on Death Row.
StuckInTheSixties: Tree mail informed the tribe that they would all be witnesses at Redemption Island, and it was time for the question – what will happen with the Redemption Island exiles – to be answered. Before the competition began, Jeff Probst questioned Matt, asking for his thoughts. Matt answered, “I never knew strangers could hurt me so deeply. Shame on me for letting them hurt me twice. It hurts but I’m ready to keep going if I can.” His former Ometepe tribe simply listened in steely, determined silence. Then Jeff explained that this would be a three-way competition with one loser that would become the first jury member and two winners that would remain in exile. The question appears to be answered … at least for now.
The contest was one that we’ve seen in past games. Each player was given 150 wooden tiles and was instructed to build a tall “house of cards” that must reach the height of an eight foot pole. The competition wasn’t really dramatic. Despite his shaky hands, Mike won first, and was followed by Matt, who has now survived seven straight duels. David became the first jury member of the game. In an aside with viewers, Rob explained how he had specifically orchestrated the sending of Mike and David to Redemption Island with the intent to have Matt beaten, and shared the concern he has for the possibility of a return by Matt to the tribes. Matt continues to view his survival as the will of God, but he mentioned to viewers that if he is somehow able to return to the tribes, he’ll try his best to “take Rob out.” Not very likely …
Upon return to camp, the rice issue exploded. To their dismay, Ometepe found that their rice container had a hole in the bottom of it and their meager supply had become infested with wiggly white maggots. Phillip immediately sprang into action. His “solution” was to spread out a dirty blanket and dump all the rice onto it so that the maggots and rice kernels could be separated. Andrea was particularly peeved with this, complaining in an aside that bugs and dirt were now getting all over their rice. Besides the fact that Phillip's "solution" was dumping their food on a dirty blanket, this still left them with a rice container with a hole in it. Steve and Julie looked on, smug with bemused satisfaction at the spectacle of their usual tormenters for once being tormented themselves by maggot-infested rice. Andrea made a request of Steve and Julie, asking if Ometepe could add the cleaned, maggot-free rice into the pristine, uncontaminated Zapatera supply to make a single, shared rice source. Steve’s reply was a non-committal hem-hawing that he didn’t think so, that Zapatera would have to “talk about it.” In so many words he was basically telling Ometepe, “F&w& off – enjoy your maggots.” Given the circumstances, one really can’t blame him for that, can one?
But Crazy Phillip saw things differently, his fuse was lit, and he went off with a “BANG!” He went into the most intense, bizarre, crazed rant I can remember ever occurring in Survivor. He ripped into Steve and Julie. (Ralph was away at that moment.) Phillip first began with a threat. Gesturing at their big can of rice, he told them that, “Unless you walk with that f@w$%y^ can with you everywhere you go, I’m gonna put the rice in there!” Steve’s answer was to call him a “f%&*x^~ lunatic.” Phillip would walk off a dozen steps or so and suddenly return with more ranting while Steve and Julie simply lounged around lazily taking it all in. For their part, Rob, Grant, Andrea, Ashley and Natalie just watched the show, letting Phillip fight his own fight.
Phillip then upped the ante, unfairly playing the race card. His rant became an explanation that Steve was a racist, that calling Phillip a “lunatic” was essentially calling him a “n%~%z#.” Even when Andrea attempted to intervene, he waved his finger in her face, saying “Excuse me” in a manner that belied, “Get the f%@# outta my face!” Andrea wisely retreated.
StuckInTheSixties: Just to be clear in this essay, Phillip’s accusation of racism was completely unwarranted. Steve, in no way, shape or form, had implied, insinuated, or said anything that was racist. This charge was nothing more than the demons in Crazy Phillips mind making a big appearance.
He then raised the stakes even higher with what could rationally be considered a personal threat, albeit, a crazy one: “You know what? You need to make the decisions you need to make, and I need to make the decisions I need to make – ‘mano y mano’ if we have to … and remember, I’m the officer … Chief of Counter Intelligence!” Steve laughed. Phillip finished up the rant with, “… wing chung kung fu expert here!” In a rambling, disturbing, incoherent aside to viewers, he continued, “Steve feels like he’s better than me, and I think it has some slight racial undertone to it. They’re the ones that go to the next level, to ‘You’re crazy.’ I said, ‘Don’t forget that. I am crazy.’ ”
He continued his aside to viewers, which became distinctly disturbing: “I’m like a lot of black men. We’re prepared to self destruct at any moment … ‘cause that’s what happens to a lot of black men. They do self destruct. [Phillip acts like he’s shooting a pistol] Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam! So I’m not looking to do anything like that. You don’t start none, there won’t be none. But if you start it, I’m gonna finish it. I don’t feel like I got anything to lose, because once they get on the jury, they’re not gonna vote for me.”
As the audio of this rant was playing, the program showed one scarily poignant camp scene on video: Crazy Phillip sitting in his usual beach chair, grumbling, ranting under his breath, while Steve, almost on tip toe, sidled over and nonchalantly removed a hand-axe from within Phillip’s reach.
When Ralph returned, the conflict was still going on. Steve explained to Ralph that Phillip kept pushing the rice issue, “… and then he took it to black and white, that we were having some racial issue or something.”
Phillip crazily answered, his seething wrath causing him to tangle his words as everyone looked down at their feet in squeamish expressions, “I just noticed that every single time I raised … I made an issue with the people of the former Zapo, Zapper … Zapatella tribe, suddenly, a guy who was able to become a federal agent [Steve snaps a salute, and Phillip raises his voice to a shout] suddenly becomes f*@*z*# crazy! You now call me crazy? You are crazy! Every time I make that argument, suddenly I’m crazy! And that’s what happens with some white folks. They like to take a black man and make him crazy when he makes an argument that you don’t wanna hear!” As Crazy Phillip continued his crazed rant, Steve simply walked away, leaving Phillip no one to rant at, but continuing to just rant at large. Rob tried to settle him down, reminding him that this is a game. Phillip wanted none of it, and continued to rant, smoke coming out of one ear, steam out of the other, and incoherent ranting, babbling racially tinged ugliness coming from his mouth. “I’m crazy! That nz%^$^’s crazy! That nxwx#z’s crazy! I’m tired of hearing that shit!” Every time I make an argument with somebody around here – ‘That nx*$*%’s gotta be crazy! …” The rant continued on while everyone endured it uncomfortably.
StuckInTheSixties: At one point after the ranting was finished, Steve came over to poke around at the fire near where Rob and Grant were relaxing, and with a fatalistic shrug, quietly confided, “We’re voting for Phil tomorrow … just a thought.” Like a good poker player, Rob divulged nothing in return, with words, or with expression.
As Phillip wandered off down the beach in his pink underpants and feathers, Rob gave a clue as to how the voting was going to go, and a possible hint for where Phillip’s future might lie, in a quiet comment to Andrea: “I don’t mind so much him pickin’ on the other tribe, but you can just see that once they’re gone, that “Old Phillip” is comin’ back, you know what I mean?” That tableau was followed by other various scenes with various Ometepe members who were all saying the same thing: Phillip is too crazy to keep around much longer.
After the much needed relief of a commercial break, it was time for another Immunity Challenge. It was basically a two-stage puzzle challenge, which Rob narrowly won, winning handily in the first stage, but only barely beating Steve in the second stage for the victory and the necklace. Rob has a history of winning puzzle-challenges, so this wasn’t really too much of a surprise.
Back at camp, resigned to their likely fate, Zapatera relaxed and enjoyed big helpings of their treasured rice. But hope springs eternal, and Julie, pointing out that the numbers made it possible for Ometepe to vote out Phillip, and still retain a numerical advantage, hoped that it would be the night for that. Given Phillip’s crazy antics, that possibility, though strategically foolish, wasn’t completely out of the question. Julie decided to throw gas on the fire by stealing Phillip’s swim shorts and burying them. Predictably, when he discovered the theft, Crazy Phillip threw a fit, and used some soot from the fire to add some war paint to his body.
Tribal Council was predictably amazing. The rant continued, and Phillip, when asked by Jeff Probst about his supposed “training” as a “federal officer” to be able to “read people,” displayed that fictional power of perception by wrongly accusing Steve of stealing his shorts. The rice issue was discussed, of course. The threatening was brought up. The racial issues were brought up. The “N-Word” was brought up. At Jeff’s insistence for clarity in the issue, Phillip again equated the act of calling him “crazy” with calling him “a n#%xwz.” The nature of Jeff’s probing made it quite plain that he was skeptical, to say the least, although he diplomatically managed to find a way to spin Phillips crazy "lunatic = n%z~#w" rant into being a simple misunderstanding. Even though the players (and us viewers) knew better, knew that Crazy Phillip's rant was simply crazy, they all murmured agreement with this interpretation of Jeff's. They were anxious to try to get past Phillip's disturbing and baseless accusations, and lower the volume on the race issue. And finally, when the players were asked by Jeff about the shorts, Julie jubilantly confessed, “I took the shorts! Nobody will ever find 'em!” For his part, Steve spelled out the obvious, that all three Zapaterans would be voting for Phillip, and they were hoping to be joined by some from Ometepe.
The voting took place. No Hidden Immunity Idol was played. Julie was voted out of the tribe, and sent to exile at Redemption Island. As she gathered her belongings and taking her torch over to Jeff for it to be extinguished, she muttered parting words to Phillip:
“Guess you’re not ever gonna find your shorts.”
Sables: lol you forgot an important part~ one where Jeff asked Phreaky Phil if he knew who stole his shorts and Phil said it was Steve lol and Jeff asked Phil if it was his experience in the secret service that helped him discover who had done the dastly deed, lol Phil said yes
I would be upset with Julie for taking the shorts because now they have to watch Phil prance around in his pink/red underwear
It was a great show and I am thinking that things are only going to get more interesting as the show goes on!!!
StuckInTheSixties: Indeed. While I did say that Phillip had been "asked by Jeff Probst about his supposed 'training' as a 'federal officer' to be able to 'read people,'" and described how, in response to that, he wrongly accused Steve as the thief, as you say, to properly frame it, it's important to know just how Jeff Probst had instigated this moment. It happened at the very beginning of Tribal Council, with Jeff's opening question, and went like this:
Phillip, based on what you're wearing [his pink underpanties and feathers], I'm guessing you had another meditation.
I actually had a former ZAPP! [glares at Steve] think it was cute, and steal my clothes. He thought it was real funny.
Did you look at Steve?
Yeah, I looked at Steve [Steve shows a puzzle expression] because I could tell that he was the one that removed my clothes.
And you could tell ... this goes back to your former training ...
Absolutely ... [Phillip continues ranting and brings up the rice issue, etc.]
A really good Tribal Council. A classic!
Oh, and I forgot to mention something else, pertaining to Phillip's silly headband and feathers:
When Phillip unveiled his headband and a single feather during previous Tribal Council, I had noticed (but neglected to describe in this thread) that when players go to vote, they must walk under a kind of low-hanging edge of the thatched roof as they go to the place where they cast their vote. When it was Phillip's turn, as he walked off to vote, his feathers bumped against that low hang, causing him to kind of flinch and reach up to readjust his headband. This caused someone (I've forgotten who) to snicker about it. The same thing happened this time, and cameras showed Andrea suppressing a giggle. It's funny, and emphasizes just how silly Phillip is with that headband and feathers.
StuckInTheSixties: Now that we've talked about it, and planted the idea solidly in our minds, we'll both be waiting to see if Crazy Phillip snags his feathers on the roof again next time.
Sables: lol I think he will for sure...that man has all his marbles they just don't roll in the same direction
That moment when Steve nonchalantly removed the hand-axe from his reach ...
I wonder if the producers have security people hanging around, not just with this group, but in general, to intervene if someone goes off the deep end? It is, after all, an environment that is awfully stressful.
StuckInTheSixties: Judging by what we saw in episode #10, I wouldn't be surprised if God told Matt to drop out of the game.
StuckInTheSixties: Zapatera is dead. That tribe, as a tribe, no longer exists … although three of them … THREE of them … are still alive.
Episode #11 began with the usual recap of events that occurred over the last few weeks, and then moved to the nighttime scene of the remaining players returning to their Murlonio camp. Steve offered up an olive branch of peace to Crazy Phillip, and the two went through the motions of making up with each other. It was just a symbolic move, an act of diplomacy, an agreement of sorts to tone down the animosity a notch or two. There is no love lost between those two. A handshake isn’t going to erase the intense drama of Crazy Phillip’s freak-out and tirade from last week. Crazy Phillip didn’t think the gesture was “genuous” (that’s not an actual word, Phillip), and Steve still thinks Phillip’s as nutty as fruitcake. But Steve was doing the right thing, both ethically, and strategically, to offer the gesture. Steve even complimented the Ometepe members on their “blindside” of Julie, another empty gesture, as there had been no blindside. It had been a simple matter of deciding which of the three Zapaterans would go, and for whatever reasons, they chose Julie. But again, Steve was wise to be making those gestures, ineffectual as they were. He’s playing the social game, though too little, too late.
While Steve and Ralph relaxed, Crazy Phillip confided in Andrea and Ashley that he “was nervous. I didn’t want to spend much time there … on ‘race,’ and I was like, ‘Oh my God!’ …” As he was saying this, Rob walked up, and in a gesture of unity, put his hand on Phillip’s shoulder. While Phillip obviously was comforted by this indication of reassurance, in an aside with viewers, Rob explained what everyone really knows anyway: “Phillip’s not going anywhere. Phillip’s under my protection. As long as he keeps up his stupid antics, he’ll be comin’ with me all the way to the final.”
When the sun rose the next morning, as Ralph and Steve shared a fish snack and made snarky comments about “Numbnuts,” Crazy Phillip went off on “The Great Pants Hunt.” As he explained in his patented, hallucinatory manner, “When I got up this morning, I had a premonition that I was gonna find my shorts. My great-great-grandfather, a full blooded Cherokee Indian, came to me in a vision. And he said, ‘Look near the water hole.’ I knew it wasn’t the ocean. He was talking about the drinking water.” Maybe Crazy Phillip actually believes that crazy shit, who knows? But he was lucky, and fairly quickly, found his shorts. Actually, Julie had given him a pretty good clue the night before at Tribal Council: “There’s a hole. They’re buried, and there’s a rock on top of them.” At any rate, Crazy Phillip found his shorts, which made him giddy and jubilant with a sense of victory (and which will undoubtedly make SABLES happy that now she doesn’t have to be subjected to seeing Phillip’s naughty bits jiggling around in his pink tighty-whities). Phillip celebrated, holding his shorts up for viewers to admire, and admonishing, “Here’s to you, Julie. Don’t mess with the undercover specialist who makes his living uncovering truth … and people like you CAN’T STAND the truth …” (as he ranted his lame impersonation of Jack Nicholson’s famous movie line).
StuckInTheSixties: Crazy Phillip rambled into camp triumphantly flaunting his trophy shorts, shouting, “You can not mess with the specialist!” ( This week, he’s an “undercover specialist.” ) “Let this be a warning to all who would attempt to hide some shorts from me! It’s FRUTILE! (“Frutile”?!? That's also not an actual word, Phillip!) It’s frivolous! … I’m the specialist!” Steve answered, “Congratulations” in a manner that made one think he was stifling a yawn, and then looked into the camera, and with total sarcasm, intoned, “We’re at peace now.” Then as an aside to viewers, said the obvious: “He’s … (thoughtful pause) … crazy. He’s crazy.” Crazy Phillip paraded around in his pink undies, waving his newly recovered swim shorts, and hooting, “I got shorts, Baby!” The rest of the players looked on with equal amounts of bemusement and boredom. Finally, Crazy Phillip trekked back to the spot of discovery, and retrieved that big rock, which he humped back to the camp to convert into his trophy “foot rest,” which he promptly put his feet on in a display of ultimate satisfaction. The other players studiously remained uninterested. "I am so excited about seeing Julie at the duel today because I’m gonna show up in these shorts, and she’s gonna know you can’t pull the wool over the undercover specialist,” he boasted to viewers. I’m sure people across America were all thinking some version of the same thing: “Well, then shut the hell up and put those shorts on, you idiot!”
The focus of the show shifted over to Redemption Island, and Matt, who is still wallowing in his religion-tinged depression. In an aside to viewers, and also conversationally with Julie, Mike pointed out his observation that Matt has shown signs of being depressed and perhaps near his “breaking point” and thinking of leaving the game. Matt continues to morosely sit alone on the beach, tired, depressed and confused. On one hand, he’s convinced that his ordeal is part of God’s plan, and he’s going to persevere for God. But in the same breath, he confides that he’s “wasting away,” and is ready to give up and go home. “God has me here for a reason. I said this from the beginning, that he wanted me here. (begins crying) I don’t know what the reason is for. I can’t see that yet, but I know he wants me to be here. He’s literally been … (begins sobbing) … God’s literally been carrying me for the past four days. I know I’m still in the game, but I’m so over this game.”
Before the three-way duel, Jeff questioned him a bit about how his emotional state was. He put it into his usual Godly terminology, and a totally incoherent explanation that “… if I kept winning, I could honor my God more and more … but he just hit me with a lot of peace. He’s just like, you know, ‘You’ve honored me enough, that … um … if I go back, I go back, and if I go home, then I go home, and I’m at peace with that.” Jeff Probst pointed out the obvious: “It sounds to me like you’re ready to go home.” Matt answered, “Um … I’m gonna do the best I can in today’s challenge, but, yeah, I think I’m ready to go home. The only reason I was staying in this game was I thought there’s more of God’s will to accomplish, and I felt like I’ve accomplished what I came here to do. Whatever happens, I’m ready for it.” The other players looked on with expressions of sadness, pity, perhaps also a little bit of disdain, and certainly, in Andrea’s case, some guilt. Also Crazy Phillip made sure Julie saw his trophy shorts. Julie, focused on the task at hand, barely registered a reaction.