Randy polishing his new pistol at Jimbo's Guns, he points the gun at the camera, "PREVIOUSLY ON SURVIVOR!"

Shot of Craig stomping his buff into the dirt. "The game turned on its head when two tribes became one, and after a grueling immunity challenge," shot of Nichole's egg shattering on her face, "it was Tweek and Bebe who ended up without egg on their face. With everyone scrambling for new alliances," shots of Wendy talking to the goths, Cartman's boulder alliance, and Towelie glaring at Wendy, "Wendy and Cartman fought to get votes against each other. But in a heart-stopping tribal council," shot of Bebe's vagina exploding. "Bebe became a mother, while the father was blindsided," Shot of Towelie's torch finally getting snuffed. "Ten are left, who will be voted out tonight!?" Randy shoots Jimbo in the shoulder and robs him.

Ennui Tribe

Night 10

The tribe walks back in the night vision lens, most of them tossing their torches onto the snowy ground.

Cartman barrels into camp, "WHO THE FUCK VOTED FOR ME?"

Everyone sheepishly looks around as the camera closes up on Tweek's uncomfortable face.

Tweek staring bug-eyed at the night camera. "I have no idea how that happened, but I have to make sure nobody ever finds out how Pete and I voted."

"That vote really surprised me, I definitely thought that I was going home." Wendy brushed her hair out of her face as a harsh wind blows through.

"Tweek, we need to grab some water." Craig monotonously states.

"I need to solidify my final two with Tweek." Craig jams his hands into his pockets.

Jump shot to Craig banging Tweek in the woods on some dead ass leaves.

"Like, man I needed some release, I haven't had coffee in such a long time," Tweek sighs and wipes his nose, "Craig's cummies helped, but it's just not the same."

Meanwhile, back at camp, Bebe is holding her baby while the rest of the tribe slightly avoids her.

"Everyone might judge me for having Towelie's baby, but I just feel better now that he's gone," Bebe looking determined as Dishrag bites her tit. "I'm so glad the plan switched last night when I gave birth, it's a brand new day for me!"

Wendy returns after making a loud fire.

"What's up? You okay?"

"Ever since Stan got fucked over, Bebe is my number one ally." Wendy sits in the snow all methodically.

"Yeah, I'm just not sure what to do with Dishrag." Bebe sighs.

"Dishrag?" Wendy is befuddled.

"That's her name." Bebe pats her child rag on the head.

"Bebe being a free woman and all is cool I guess." Pete smokes a cigarette, "But her pussy being tainted by the towel kills my boner now."

Cartman lounges in the shelter forcibly shoving cheesy poofs into his mouth.

"Save some for the rest of us, fatty." Nichole farts in the shelter.

"Fuck you!" Cartman muffles out.

Rolling over, Shelly screams, "Everyone SHUT THE FUCK UP."

Camera cuts to Kenny, sitting in the middle of everything silently.

"I feel hella exposed after tonight," Kenny looking done as fuck. "Randy blew up my shit man."

Everyone quiets down and Kenny whisks Pete away.

"You wanna go to TGI Friday's?" Smirking Kenny grabs Pete by the wrist.

"I wasn't sure where Kenny was taking me, it sounded conformist." Pete squats near the TGI Friday's.

"I'm gonna fuck the goth kid." Kenny ordered a stack of ribs and handed his menu to his waitress.

"Suck this dick," Kenny commanded. He whips out his throbbing manhood while grabbing Pete by his faggy hair and pushing him downward. Pete was a sub and therefore complied, but Kenny suddenly stopped him just as he was about to accept the package. "But first, let's roob at each other's nipples," Pete smiled at the less educated boy mispronouncing the word rub.

"I'm not sure what came over me, but sometimes you gotta suck some dick. I think I have a new ally in this game." Pete smiles with jizz all over his face.

Ennui Tribe

Day 10

The sun rises all like "AHH."

Discordant music plays as various members of the tribe are roused by crying noises. Shelly tossing and turning looking pissed. Henrietta sticking cigarettes in her ears. Camera settles on Bebe passed out as fuck with Dishrag having a fit on her bosom.

"That baby is disgusting and an abomination," Nichole says overlaid a shot of Wendy bouncing Dishrag.

"Bebe's been really down after she had her daughter, I feel like I'm more of a mother to Dishrag than she is." Wendy dramatically rolls her eyes.

Shot of Wendy wiping Dishrag's anus (?). Pete approaches her. "Need some help?"

"This baby is suffocating me," Pete smoking dejectedly. "I wish I never stuck it in that conformist slut," cut to a shot of Bebe picking her nose as Kenny looks hot beside her.

A shot jumps to a smoking circle of Kenny, Tweek, and Henrietta.

"I'm hella glad Towelie left all his LOUD here." Kenny rolled another spliff.

"You know what? Nine Eleven WAS an inside job." Tweek states while Henrietta punches her titty in agreement.

"I think Pete was replaced with a clone, he's super conformist now, it sucks." Henrietta laments as she sharts.

"I should be able to trust Pete, but he might be my biggest threat in this game," Henrietta flatly as a sudden cautionary drum beat plays, cutting to a shot of Pete holding Dishrag. "If we can't get to the bottom of this, it will be my undoing."

Shelly looks onto the kids fucking around with Dishrag, most likely scarring the towel with their poor parenting skills.

"I'm just jealous I guess," Shelly huffs, "You know I could never have that." She wipes a tear, "My vagina is such a turd. How could there be a God if he gives a twelve year old girl ovarian cancer?"

Shift in music as Nichole and Craig join Shelly in the shelter, Nichole making a sassy gesture. "I've had up to HERE with all this towel business."

"Yeah like what even is that?" Craig nodding in agreement still feeling good after diddling.

"Like Bebe is my gurl and everything but what was she thinking?!" Nichole shaking her hands dramatically, then laid over shot of Nichole continuing to bitch to the shelter people, closing up on Shelly's unemotive face.

Low ominous beats as Cartman stands at a distance from camp, alone.

"I know how to get the vote off of me," Cartman rubbing his hands together, 'I'm gonna steal the towel baby, drown it in Stark's Pond, this will lead to a search partah where everyone will blame Blackie," a quick shot of Nichole looking down in the shelter. "And then she's gone and we move onto another day."

Eerie music as Bebe chops a coconut, while Dishrag sits in the shelter at a distance.

"I'm playing this game for two now," Bebe smiling as she chops coconuts. "I'm learning how to survive as I'm learning how to be a mother. But make no mistake, my one and only alliance is to Dishrag. I love him and he comes before the game."

Music comes to a halt as Bebe chops another coconut aggressively. "Bebe?" a caption comes up on the screen as Wendy calls her name from afar, quiet from this camera. "Where's Dishrag?"

Shot of Bebe looking PRESSED as the music kicks up again. "And then suddenly I couldn't find him anywhere."

Cartman running through the woods, covering the baby's mouth. "It'll all be over soon." Shot of the serene facade of Stark's Pond before Cartman erupts from the woods and launches the baby into it. "They'll never find it here!"

Cut to Bebe looking cracked out, "Dishrag?! Where are you?" as Wendy, Pete, Nichole, and Henrietta look around aimlessly in the background.

"Whoever dared to mess with Bebe's child?" Wendy looking militantly feminist. "I'll have their head."

Nichole wrinkles her nose. "What's that smell?"

Cartman pops up from behind a bush, wiping his ass. "What's all the commotion ladies?"

"I had to make sure I had an alibi," laid over a shot of Cartman insincerely helping the search party.

Craig returns to camp after he collects tree mail and yells to his scattered tribemates, "Hey guys, look at all the monop money I have."

"My baby is missing Craig!" Bebe screams hormonally.

"But it's time for the challenge right now," Craig reads,

"From Vegas to Monte Carlo,
The savvy players know
That the ones who push their luck
Win enough to fill a truck.
Until their luck runs out.
Come back, luck! they shout." Craig ponders while Nichole shrugs her shoulders at the white people poetry.

"The fuck could that mean?" Shelly asks for everyone.

The camera transitions to BIG waves in Stark's Pond before the children walk to the immunity challenge.

Immunity Challenge

Day 10

"Come on in guys!" The 10 remaining castaways file in all rich with monopoly money.

"It's time for the survivor auction!" Randy said all gay as the castaways take their seats in the little structure thing. "Some items will be revealed, while some will be secret, and you can only bid in increments of $20. Each of you only has $500, so spend wisely - your heart's desire could be the last item."

The cast is all like ooo, Cartman's stomach grumbles.

"First item up for bid, some McDonna nugs!"

"I love nugs! UGH!" Nichole orgasms and fans herself with her monop money.

"Twenty dolla," Nichole puts a finger up.

"Forty," Cartman interrupts shiestily.

"A hunna!" Kenny, smirks and gets a boner at the thought of spending money.

Nichole sweating nervously. "Uh… $120."

"Going once, going twice, sold to the lady with the braids," Randy announces. Nichole does a little dance as she walks over to retrieve her nugs, complete with a pallette of dipping sauces.

"Thaaaaank ya Randy," Nichole says popping a nug in her mouth.

"I knew I needed them nugs," Nichole rubbing her stomach with satisfaction. "I really liked the sauces."

"Okay, next item…" Randy slams a big box on the table. "Will remain hidden."

"A hundred!" Wendy pipes up immediately.

"Anything that could be an advantage in this game, that's all I'm focused on," Wendy gamebotting on a branch.

Tweek glances over at Wendy, narrowing his eyes. "One-forty."

"One-sixty," Wendy smiles, blinking at Tweek.

"One-eighty," Tweek persists.

Wendy makes a stank face. "Five hundred dollars, Randy," she concedes and walks up to collect her prize.

"Oooh what's in the box?" Randy gets excited. He reaches in to reveal… a small strip of paper. He hands it to Wendy.

"You have just bought the power to send three tribemates to Exile Beach immediately," Wendy read the note with confusion. "They must dip the fuck out from the auction and therefore cannot bid on any more items," she looks up in frustration and makes an awkward sound.

"The absolute LAST thing I needed was to alienate people," Wendy putting her hands in her head in exasperation. "But luckily, I was saved by what happened next…"

"Send me," Henrietta tossing her cigarette on the ground petulantly. "I don't want any of this consumer shit anyway."

Wendy grinned, thrilled to have an out. "Okay so I'll send the goths and, uh…" she peered at Cartman, then shook her head, looking at the angry girl to his right. "Shelly." Shelly lowered her eyebrows.

"Right now the girls could take control of the game, and Shelly could make a powerful ally," Wendy tying a shoe contemplatively. "I hope the goths can talk some sense into her."

"Okay, goths and Shelly, please bring me all yo money, and get the fuck out!" Randy commands as Pete looks hesitant to leave the challenge early. Shelly stomps out of the challenge without looking at anyone.

"I'm excited to go to Exile, my pussy is too crowded at the Orange Tribe camp," Henrietta taking off her panties.

"Next item is… some double dew and Kentucky Fried Chicken." Randy reveals the delicious chicken.

Before anyone can even react, "Fuck you guys, take all my money Stan's dad."

"Sold to the fat!" Randy bangs his little hammer, Tweek pointedly winces.

Cartman quickly gobbles up the Colonel's chicken. "Okay, next up some Tweak's Bros. coffee."

Tweek gasps, "My greatness weakness."

"Five hundred!" Tweek screams. Randy slams the gooch with his mallet and Tweek dashes up to get his fix.

"I love the Survivor Auction!" Tweek frantically organizing coconuts by size back at camp.

Randy brings up another secretive black box, "This is the last item of the auction." Kenny, Craig, Bebe and Nichole all get wide-eyed in shock as they all grasp their little purses with monop money.

"What if Dishrag is in there?" Bebe wiping sweat off of her swollen tit. "I had to get that box."

"Sixty," Nichole called out reluctantly.

Kenny shook his head at the colored girl, knowing she had wasted some of her money on nugs. "Three - hunna, Randy."

"Four hundred," Bebe comes in hot rubbing her nip in desperation.

"Five… hundred… dollars," Craig drags out in a monotone.

"I'm in on this Randy," Kenny slams his wad of bills down on the table as well as his dick. Bebe also raises her hand, her other hand digging for her money in her cleavage.

"Okay, since all three of you have $500, we will draw rocks to determine who gets the box," Randy pulls out a little bag and hands out a rock to each of the three. "The two black rocks get nothing, the white rock gets the box," Nichole shaking her head at the racism in the background.

Bebe peers at Craig and Kenny nervously as Randy counts down. "Three, two, one… reveal." Bebe accidentally drops her rock as she instinctually reaches to expose her genitals, the camera closes up on the ground to reveal it is BLACK.

Meanwhile Craig and Kenny stare at each other indifferently, then turn over their palms.

"Congratulations KENNY, you win the box which contains…" Randy opens the box and makes a Let's Make a Deal lady gesture at its contents. "Individual immunity!"

Starving, Kenny takes a huge decadent bite out of the immunity necklace, rupturing his esophagus and killing him.

Exile Beach

Day 10

"Exile Beach was desolate as fuck, I thought it was really cool and hardcore. I'm glad that Henrietta and I are here together." Pete smokes a doobie.

Henrietta angrily reading a line fed to her. "Exile Beach was crazy because we had no idea how everyone else was gonna vote! I'm sure Wendy and Cartman have made up already."

Shelly angrily throws rocks into the opposite side of Stark's Pond. "Fuck Wendy, she's an ugly lipstick lesbian, AHH."

Henrietta exhales deeply. "She's all for vagina power and everything. She was telling me and Nichole yesterday that the five girls could just team up and take control." Camera shows Pete keeping a poker face as he aggressively drags at his cigarette.

Shelly drops her rock. "Interesting."

"I hate all the female turds on this tribe but I think I could tear their pussies apart in the end," Shelly watching the clouds from atop a hill near Exile Beach. "I could go either way."

"Of course that vapid bitch is trying to get all the girls together," Pete rolling his eyes gayly. "This has to end."

Shelly looking conflicted sitting on the beach. "I hate this game, I don't even care anymore." Henrietta extends a cigarette to her.

Ennui Tribe

Day 10

"So after my delicious snack, I realized I had no one to deposit my cum into," Kenny explains in a maudlin fashion, "I guess I could fuck Craig? I don't know, I'm just wasting my time."

Shot of Wendy corralling Bebe, Nichole, and Tweek as Cartman did the same with Kenny and Craig near Stark's Pond.

"So we're all good to vote Cartman tonight, right?" Wendy dictates.

"Hell yeah, Henrietta will vote that way too, she fucking hates Cartman." Nichole adds to their numbers.

"But what about my baby!?" Bebe cries.

"No one even cares that my newborn towel is MISSING. Like what the fuck? I don't care about the hundred dollars, this game isn't fun anymore." Bebe kicks some snow.

A loud groan overlays while Cartman blabs to Kenny who is fondling Craig.

"That bitch Wendy has to GO!" Cartman spitting little crumbs of Cheesey Poof everywhere.

"I'm still pissed off about the last vote," Cartman knitting his fingers together, "and I will get my revenge, but the girl with the big vagina is still the first to go," booming drum beat over a shot of Wendy talking amicably with Nichole.

"Craig you can get Tweek to vote our way, right?" Cartman ignores Kenny sexually molesting Craig.

"Sure." Craig nasally pops a boner.

"Tweek's his own person, I mean I want to take him to the end." overlaid shot of Tweek spazzing out near some sticks, "I just can't control his vote." Craig lounges sexily as he gives this confessional.

Inquisitive groan plays as the camera shows Wendy pacing around camp contemplatively. "At this point, I trust my alliance, and that's all I can do in this game. We're about to go to tribal and I figure I'd look around for Dishrag once again, to set her mind at ease," Wendy giving an oh-so-good-samaritan's smile.

"Dishrag, where are you?" Wendy crouching on the ground, poking around Bebe's bag. Captions show her gasping, "oh, what's that?"

"And there it was," Wendy looking dead ass into the camera. "The idol was in her bag."

Rhythmic grunting as a shot shows Wendy and Bebe walking away from camp swiftly. Wendy gives her friend a big sad look. "This could be my last stand, Bebe," she reaches.

"I think we have the numbers," Bebe apathetically, still worried about her baby.

Wendy getting impatient at Bebe's failure to bite. "I might just need a second chance in this game. I need that more than anything, and that fatass that took your baby has to go."

"So I totally trust that we have the numbers," Wendy explaining diplomatically, "but it's nice to have some extra assurance."

Tribal Council

Night 10

The soundtrack picks up into a fast tempo as the seven from Ennui reconnect with the three exile biddies.

"Let's bring the members of our jury...Towelie voted out at the last tribal council." Randy states as Towelie stumbles in somehow looking worse than he did while in the game.

Randy immediately begins "So Bebe, after birthing how has camp life been?"

"Someone STOLE my baby, Randy, and they're sitting here tonight." Bebe shadily looks around while Towelie gasps from the peanut gallery.

"Who do you think stole it?" Randy asks.

"I bet it was the black girl," Cartman interjects.

"What the fuck? Why would I steal an ugly monster from Bebe's vagina?" Nichole scowls, as Bebe frowns.

Kenny smiles looking hella blazed.

"Whoa, that's some harsh words for a young mother." Randy condescends to Nichole because he's racist.

"Dad, these turds are WILD, there's no use in trying to change them." Shelly interrupts as Pete nods in agreement.

"So Wendy," Wendy's face jerks into a smile as she anticipates Randy's question. "How do you feel about the vote tonight?"

Wendy leans forward a little, her eyes buggin out. "There is obviously one person to blame for everything here, HE's calling the shots. I don't need to name names," she flips her hair feigning confidence.

"You say HE," Randy gets all excited as he follows up, "Henrietta," Wendy looking unsettled as the focus is shifted from her. "There are only ten of you left, and five of the six women who came out here still remain. That's half of you!"

"Yes, Randy," Henrietta sighs. Nichole does a little dance celebrating the ladies in her stool.

"Think that might factor into the vote?"

Henrietta takes a drag as Wendy stares her down. "I think I'm gonna have to decide how non-conformist vagina power is."

"Well, look at that it's time to vote, Shelly you're up first."

Shelly walks up to vote, [Wendy] "Knowledge is power."

Nichole votes and shakes her head.

A nice shot of Craig's ass is shown.

Cartman writes in all caps, [WENDY] "I've wanted to do this since the very first fucking day. See you later bitch."

Pete flips his hair as he writes down a name.

"I'm pretty sure you stole my kid, I can never forgive you." Bebe holds up, [Eric]

Kenny votes sexily licking his lips.

In a crazed fashion Tweek writes, [Cartman] "Man, I think I hate you, even though hate's a strong word, yeah."

Henrietta sighs and votes.

Wendy gives a shit eating grin. "This is my house, my town, my island."

Wendy walks back, Randy narrates, "I'll go tally the votes."

The camera pans over Henrietta's poop face.

"If anyone has an idol and would like to play it, now would be the time to do so."

Wendy looks over to Bebe, she don't move.

Randy nods, "I'll read the votes."

"First vote,"

[Wendy]

"Second vote,"

[Wendy]

Wendy's gooch clenches.

[Eric]

Randy faggotly opens the next vote,

[Cartman]

"We're tied, two to two, next vote."

[Wendy]

She huffs,

[Cartman]

Cartman clenches his fists.

[WENDY]

Randy pauses,

[Cartman]

"We are tied again! Four votes Wendy, four votes for Cartman, two votes left."

A close up of Cartman rubbing his chin and glaring down at Tweek and the goths.

[Wendy]

"And the eleventh person voted out and second member of our jury is…"

[Wendy]

She gasps, "Well before I go, Bebe I hope your IDOL saves you next time, bitch."

The camera wildly shows Tweek and Nichole gaping as Wendy grabs her torch.

Cartman applauds as Wendy's torch is snuffed, "Wendy, the tribe has spoken, it's time for you to go."

She spins around spitting out, "At least I'll get to watch from the cheap seats, peace."

Randy concludes, "Well that surely was a shocking a tribal council and there is still more to come, head back to camp."

"Just like that, I'm out of the game, I'm not too sure what some people are doing clinging to Cartman in that fashion," Wendy crosses her legs on the elimination recliner, "I'm not too sure if it's going to continue to benefit them, Cartman will always find another scapegoat to target. Good luck to them."

NEXT TIME ON SURVIVOR…

"Guys, we're out of food…" Bebe begins to sob.

Tweek being spun out, "I am deathly afraid that I'm gonna get kicked off at any minute! THEY ARE ALL AGAINST ME!" He screams.

"I'm sick of all the white people, hashtag kill all white people." Nichole writes in the snow angering the rednecks.

A rustling in the bushes, "Who could that be? I'm not expecting anyone." Bebe says.