Author's Note: To answer bingbang's question, I guess you could execute the Mole, but the goal is for the Mole to sabotage all the missions and put as least money into the pot as possible without being detected. If the Mole was executed earlier than the final three, then that would kind of defeat the purpose. Thank you for your question.
South Africa has now joined the party. :)
Disclaimer: I do not own The Office or The Mole. Darn it.
Episode Four - Ambush
Part One - Jackpot
Footage from the previous episode is shown in the first opening shoots of the episode. "Previously on The Mole," Jon began to narrate. "The players had to compete against one of their own in the mission, with Michael leading the way."
"Grab that and attach it to the frame," Michael ordered Phyllis when he pointed at a rock.
"And rubbed people the wrong way," Jon narrated.
"That's a rock. It won't float," Phyllis tried to tell him.
"Yeah, neither will you," Michael said, with a sting of venom in his words.
"As expected, Michael's group suffered."
"Michael, this isn't going to float," Holly broke the news to him.
"Nonsense," Michael shot down, knowing that he was right.
The raft collapses once all the players are on it, and Michael screams, "Aaaaahhh! I knew it! Phyllis you sunk the raft!"
"Are we allowed to drown people?" Phyllis threatened, gritting her teeth.
"Shockingly, Dwight not only won the mission, but gave up the exemption, giving it to Michael and 20,000 was put into the pot."
"Thanks, Jon," Michael smiled.
"The next day, the pressure was put on Meredith, who had to predict how many of her fellow competitors would jump off a bridge."
"I love you, Mom!" Oscar screamed when he jumped off.
"Some players took the risk, while others refused."
"Michael, you're not going to die," Jon told him, trying to get him to jump.
"I'm not doing it!" Michael ran off, then rebounded when his bungee cord ran out.
"With only five jumpers, the group didn't earn any money with Meredith's high guess of eight, sparking conflict between her and Phyllis."
"Are you still mad at me?" Meredith asked Phyllis at the dinner table.
"Yes," Phyllis answered while eating her steak.
"The pressure was too much for the supplier relations representative, and Meredith was the next person to be executed. Nine players are left. Who is the Mole?"
It's now time for the opening introduction. The graphics have a green background, and silhouettes of the contestants around parts of a city street, spying on the other's every move.
"Twelve players, eleven weeks, one winner, taking home up to 500,000. But one player's being paid to deceive the others, and sabotage the missions. That player is the Mole. The player that figures out who the Mole is and does the best job of tracking and remembering their every move, wins the money. Can you figure it out? Who is the Mole?" Jon's voice says throughout the video.
The player's title cards now appear, and we receive information about them, but only their name, age, and occupation. No narration, but really cool music plays through it.
Meredith, 47, Supplier relations representative. - EXECUTED
Stanley, 46, Sales representative.
Jim, 28, Assistant regional manager.
Phyllis, 44, Sales representative.
Holly, 39, Human resources representative.
Dwight, 29, Sales representative.
Michael, 44, Regional manager.
Angela, 31, Accounting supervisor. - EXECUTED
Kelly, 27, Customer service representative. - EXECUTED
Oscar, 40, Accountant.
Andy, 35, Regional director.
Pam, 29, Receptionist.
"I came into that last quiz thinking I was going home," Oscar said in his talking head. "But I'm still here. I'm really going to have to play my A-game from now on."
"Meredith's gone, so that was nice," Phyllis giggled in her talking head. "She was running up our group tab with all that wine she was drinking."
"Andy Bernard is alive and kicking," Andy smiled in his talking head. "I'm going to be here a while, and I definately know who the Mole is."
"Unless things change," Dwight said in his talking head, "I'm confident on who the Mole is."
The familiar map pops up, and the city of Oudtshoorn is shown. The players are now settled in, and it's breakfast time. The eight players sit down at the table, but something is clearly wrong.
"Where's Oscar?" Pam asked after noticing that he was missing.
"Yeah, where is he?" Michael turned his head to both sides, hoping he'd pop out of nowhere.
"Maybe he quit," Andy smirked and giggled as if he was telling himself a private joke.
Jon soon entered, eating a cup of yogurt. After scooping a bite in his mouth and eating it, he greeted them, "Good morning, everyone."
"Jon, what's going on? Where's Oscar?" Pam asked him, with a little panic in her voice.
"He was abducted last night," Jon said nonchalantly, placing his empty cup of yogurt on the table.
"Abducted?!" Phyllis squealed, looking around her thinking she'll be the next one to disappear.
"Oh my God!" Pam gasped.
"Can someone pass the butter?" Stanley asked, still eating his breakfast.
Jon handed Stanley the butter and continued, "At 4:00 in the morning last night, someone broke into Oscar's room and just took him outta there. Probably an accomplice to the Mole."
Dwight glared at Andy before Jon continued on, "But we were able to pinpoint the location where Oscar is at. The problem is it's in the Cango Caves. This will be the basis of your mission for today."
"Oh, come on," Andy groaned. "Why not just make the temp do this task?"
"Ryan isn't here to do that," Jim pointed out. "How much money will we earn if we retrieve Oscar?"
"If you manage to extract Oscar from the caves, I will put 50,000 into the pot," Jon answered, letting the amount of money sink in. "I'll need four pairs for this mission."
"Stanley?" Phyllis asked him immediately. "You want to be my partner?"
"Mmmhmm," Stanley agreed.
Dwight looked immediately at Andy and asked, "Andy, would you like to join me in this mission?"
"Sure," Andy said.
"Why did I go with Andy?" Dwight said in his talking head. "To keep a close eye on the Mole and make sure that he can't sabotage us."
The remaining pairs were pretty obvious, with Jim and Pam together, and Michael and Holly were stuck with each other. "Let's head out," Jon told them, taking them away to the vans and being driven out to Cango Caves.
Once the players were there, they all filed out, and Jon and the crew helped the players get into special equipment for this mission. "You all will have helmets on, that will help protect your head as well," Jon told them. "You will also have one map to use to navigate the Caves, as well as a walkie-talkie to communicate with the others. Once one pair locates Oscar, you all must get out of the Caves and meet me back here with Oscar. If you all can do so within ninety minutes, you will earn 50,000 for the pot. Are there any questions?"
Dwight asked Jon, "Question, what if we get seperated?"
"It'll be your job to find them," Jon was a little taken aback by Dwight's mode of asking questions. "If that player is still lost and doesn't come out before the time limit, then we'll go in and find them."
Dwight smiled a devious smile and nodded his head. "Understood."
"Okay," Jon moved on uncomfortably. "Let's get you all to your starting points and we'll begin the mission."
The players were moved to four different entrances of the Caves. A few minutes later, they all received the same message from Jon on their walkie-talkies: "Your ninety minutes begins now."
The players began their spelunking adventure into the Caves, slowly but surely. Phyllis was looking at the map while Stanley was using the flashlight to light the map up.
"All we have to do is stay on this path, and we'll enter this huge chamber," Phyllis pointed on the map to show Stanley. "There doesn't seem to be any more paths that would divert us from the chamber."
"Then let's get going," Stanley mumbled, leading the way deeper into the Caves.
In the group of Andy and Dwight, Andy was leading the group with Dwight behind him. Andy spoke up and said, "We should probably contact the others and see if they're close to finding Oscar."
"Yeah, we should," Dwight said, but not using the walkie-talkie in his hand.
Andy looked over his shoulder to see Dwight's apathy and said, "Now."
"Oh," Dwight replied, giving in and pushing the button on the walkie-talkie. "Breaker breaker, is anyone out there?"
Dwight only got feedback from the walkie-talkie and told Andy, "Nobody is answering."
"Gimme that," Andy snatched the walkie-talkie away from Dwight and tried again, "Hello? Can anyone hear me?"
There was static from the walkie-talkie, but another voice soon emerged from the white noise, "Did you guys find Oscar already?" Holly asked him.
"No. Did you?" Andy asked back.
"Andy, the mission just started ten minutes ago. We wouldn't find Oscar already," Holly tried to tell him.
"Oh," Andy realized. "Right."
"Contact us if you find him or it's an emergency," Holly said, annoyed. "Over and out."
The walkie-talkie disconnected and Andy handed Dwight it back. "Look's like we still got work to do. Come on."
"Yes," Dwight answered, but looked at Andy in a new light with his actions.
"Ugh," Holly groaned when she put the walkie-talkie away. "That was pretty much not necessary."
"I know," Michael agreed, watching her.
Holly looked back up after dusting herself off and said, "What?"
"You look pretty hot right now. You know, for a spelunker," Michael answered, turning on the charm.
Holly smiled and replied, "Thank you, but we need to go find Oscar right now."
"No, we don't," Michael smirked.
Holly looked at his face, trying to decipher this strange look, and realized, "Oh. Michael, no!"
"Come on. No one will know," Michael tried to convince her.
Holly quickly pointed out the camera crew following them and the camera attached to their helmets. "America will know."
Michael sighed and they continued their quest to find their favorite Mexican in the office.
Thirty minutes into the mission, Jim and Pam were the first pair to reach the central chamber of the Caves, a huge room with stalagmites and stalactites all around them. Water dripped down from the ceiling, and it was so quiet you could hear a drop of water very clearly.
"This is pretty cool," Jim shined the light in the center of the chamber, showcasing a large mound of rocks.
"Yeah," Pam smiled before sitting on a large rock nearby. "Oscar's gotta be in here somewhere."
"Oscar!" Jim shouted, trying to lure him out. "We gonna get you outta here!"
Jim's voice echoed through the chamber, but they didn't hear anyone else. "Maybe he isn't here after all."
"Maybe he's just scared," Pam said, getting up and looking in a little cave above her head. "Oscar?"
Jim didn't think Oscar was going to be in the chamber since he didn't come out when he shouted for him, so Jim said to Pam, "Let's get going. Maybe he's in one of these smaller caves."
"All right," Pam resigned, following Jim into a narrow cave just off to the right.
At that same moment, Oscar slid out from a tiny space underneath a hanging rock and brushed the dirt off. "Thank goodness," he whispered, trying to keep his voice muffled. He looked at the camera and said, "I thought they were going to find me for sure."
"When Oscar was taken last night," Jon explained in a voiceover as Oscar looked around to find a better hiding spot, "He was told that in order to win himself an exemption, he had to avoid detection for the entire mission, putting no money into the pot but keeping himself in the same one more round."
"There's the chamber coming up!" Oscar heard Phyllis' voice from not very far away. He looked around to find a small entrance being blocked by a large rock.
"We ain't gonna reach it if you don't hurry up," Stanley said to Phyllis, making Oscar move even faster to hide.
"You know what, you're not exactly Jesse Owens," Phyllis retorted once Oscar had crawled into the entrance and hid in the little cave.
Just a second later, Stanley and Phyllis emerged into the chamber, dirt and grime covering them. "I resent that remark," Stanley told her in his usual monotone voice. "Where could he possibly be?"
"Oscar!" Phyllis shouted. "Oscar, come on! It's Phyllis and Stanley! Come on out!"
"We really need you to win us 50,000," Stanley tried to entice him.
"Maybe he's in here," Phyllis said when she stepped right in front of the small cave where Oscar was in. Oscar could see Phyllis' feet, and it was only a matter of time before she looked down and saw him.
Phyllis got down on one knee and before she could look in, another group emerged into the chamber. "There you guys are!" Andy shouted, running towards them.
Oscar saw Phyllis get back onto her feet and walk away and breathed a quiet sigh of relief. "Why would you care?" Stanley asked him, confused. "You had the walkie-talkie."
"A broken walkie-talkie," Andy handed his device over to Stanley. "Dwight said it wasn't working at all."
Stanley raised an eyebrow at the near perfect condition of the walkie-talkie and picked it up. He pushed the button on the side and said into it, "Michael, Holly, you guys almost in the chamber yet?"
"We're almost there," Holly's voice said back, in short gasps. "Just wait a moment."
"You okay in there?" Stanley asked, looking suspiciously up at Andy and Dwight.
"Oh!" Holly moaned back. "Everything's fine! Over and out!"
The line soon went dead and the quartet looked at each other in horror, their minds trying to come up with what was going on between their boss and Holly in the Caves.
"It works fine," Stanley broke the silence, handing the walkie-talkie back.
"You said it didn't work at all," Andy turned to Dwight, his hands on his waist. "Why would you lie about that?"
"I wasn't lying," Dwight lied. "It wasn't working."
Andy rolled his eyes and took a deep breath, his anger management courses coming in handy. Phyllis sensed this and said, "Guys, we have a mission to do. Let's all work together so we don't get lost."
Dwight and Andy reluctantly agreed, and the four of them walked together into one of the other caves that had yet to be explored. Once the coast was clear, Oscar looked at his watch to see that only twenty minutes remained.
"Just stay out of sight, and you're fine," Oscar whispered, taking deep breaths and remaining calm.
Oscar crawled back into his cave when he heard more footsteps enter the chamber. It was Michael and Holly. He didn't see their appearance, but the cameras caught a smear of lipstick on Michael's cheek and the right bra strap off Holly's shoulder.
"Nothing happened," Holly insisted in her talking head. "I'm being totally honest right now."
Michael just smiled like a big goon in his talking head. "Jackpot."
"Wow, this is a really big room," Holly gasped, seeing the large chamber for the first time.
"I know," Michael said, following her. "Oscar! Get outta here, or you're fired!"
"Michael!" Holly warned him. "Come on, let's just go into one of the other caves."
Once Holly's back was turned, Michael looked into the camera and winked, thinking he was going to score. Little did he know that the way they were going was also one of the exits.
The players continued their search, but could not in the end find Oscar, and time ultimately rang out. Jon contacted everyone on their walkie-talkies and told them, "Time is up."
"Oh, crap," Andy kicked the cave, then started limping.
"Make your way back out of the caves," Jon continued without pause.
The players begrudingly made their way out, and met Jon. "Welcome back, everyone," he greeted once the eight players were now safe and sound. "As you can all tell, no Oscar. That means that you lost 50,000."
"That sucks," Michael said the obvious.
"But, one of you just won something else," Jon told them in a twist. "Oscar..."
"What?" Phyllis looked to the nearest entrance just as Oscar popped out of the Caves. The other players clapped for him, but Phyllis remained suspicious and didn't.
"Oscar, why don't you tell them what's going on?" Jon asked him.
"I was told that if I made you guys lose this challenge," Oscar began to tell them. "That I would win an exemption."
Pam's mouth dropped at the announcement. "So we lost the challenge so you could win an exemption?" Andy asked him.
"Yes," Oscar answered.
"Sonofa--" Andy sharply turned away, not wanting to blow up. "God!"
"So with that loss, one person had a gain, and Oscar now has an exemption. He cannot be executed in the next quiz," Jon told the players. "Wash up and have a great night."
"Bite me, Jon," Andy said, still mad at what had just happened.
"I can't believe Oscar would do that!" Andy mouthed off in his talking head. "God! Why?"
"With the results of this mission, I now know more about my fellow players," Dwight began in his talking head. "Mostly about Andy. This will come in handy in my plan with him."
Author's Note: Sorry if this seems a little bit late, but at least it's on my promise of an update every two days. Please review, and some of your questions will be answered. Mostly, "What exactly is Dwight's plan?" You'll have to wait and see to find out.