The Amazon Jungle Friday, April 14th 2017
We get to see the contestants talk about their favorite past or current contestant to the camera during a confessional. We get Ben's confessional as "One For The Money" plays.
Ben Tennyson confessional
Ben Tennyson: My favorite is Vlad Masters because he played Le Quack like a fiddle and got him eliminated with Mad Dog, dude was ruthless.
end confessional
Daniel Keem confessional
Daniel Keem: If it isn't me, then I got to say. I like anyone that isn't Samurai Jack.
end confessional
Prince Ali confessional
Prince Ali: A very early elimination but it has to be one of the Warners.
end confessional
Richard Spencer
Richard Spencer: Zira, Eustace, and Vlad Masters.
end confessional
Previously on Cartoon Crossover Survivor Amazon!
~A shot of the tribes parachuting into the Amazonian jungle is shown~
The two tribes were delivered safely into the Amazonian jungle without any tribe member receiving preferential treatment.
~Tennyson zooms by on his jetpack. We watch the tribes go over the maps with DJ Killer and Manny taking the lead for their respective groups~
Some individuals stepped into the leadership role with mixed results
~We see Manny and the Paradigm tribe arriving four hours late…that's like half of the lord of the rings trilogy. The Hall of Fame boat appears with the Cartoon Crossover Survivor legends hitting the Amazonian turf~
The first twist of the game revealed itself in the form of several Cartoon Crossover Survivor Hall of Famers arriving via alternate means of transportation
Phillip DeFranco: It was great, they flew us into Rio and we saw the sights. Stayed in five star hotels and were each paid, for this show, the equivalent of one year's salary for…let's just say a guy like Manny.
Whis speaks with his effeminate voice.
Whis: I concur, it was a perfect introduction made even better.
The tribes were then given a map to their campsite. With DeFranco leading the way, the Paradigm tribe found the jungle much more manageable to navigate
Manny : I was set up
~Manny says through his mask~
The tribes were forced to get along. Some tribes, like the Savage Tribe, found this an easier transition than others~
~We see Manny fighting with everyone. Spencer drinking whiskey, Samurai Jack complaining about beer and Phillip DeFranco plotting to vote out someone on the other tribe. MASS HYSTERIA~
With the dynamics in place and the living situation under way, the tribes soon did battle for a Daniel Coyote immunity idol
~Highlights of the Paradigm's Immunity victory air. The only highlights of the Savage Tribe are those of Tank Evans napping in the water, on top of the raft, in the sand…across Tennyson's shoulder~
One tribe left victorious, the other had a date with me at Tribal Council. And I would not be picking up the tab.
~We ooohh at Chris's lame metaphor. We then see a near unanimous voting block for Tank Evans. Evans is carried away from staff as he sleeps in a way every adult should feel envy towards~
One Survivor, a former Cartoon Crossover Survivor Champion, has been sent home. Nineteen castaways remain with another going home tonight. Settle in, grab your bowl of microwavable popcorn and a Mountain Dew Code Red because Cartoon Crossover Survivor starts…NOW!
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 3 – POST TRIBAL
~The tribe returns to their camp. It's late, they are dejected. They all want to go to sleep. However, given Tank's attitude and ouster, each member appears hesitant to be the first to lay down. That is until Sam and her booty shorts plop down. Soon, people begin to follow. DJ Killer remains standing…he motions toward the camera and heads to the side~
DJ Killer Keemstar: Fucking ridiculous…I'm still disgusted. We just had to vote out an Cartoon Crossover Survivor Champion due to a lack of passion and effort. Tank could have been a real asset. I'm furious. We need to get our shit together or those vets over there…even if they are old…are going to build an insurmountable lead.
~DJ Killer is talking really loud. Most of the tribe can probably hear him. Katz comes into view and ushers him deeper into the jungle. The two have a spirited discussion~
Katz: You need to calm the fuck down. This isn't boot camp. You've got to be nice to these people, DJ Killer Keemstar.
DJ Killer Keemstar: Fuck that, I'm an asshole. I'm not going to change just because I'm in some South American jungle. Tank got what he deserved and that should be a lesson to everyone else in the tribe. Pull your weight or go the fuck home.
Katz: I don't disagree with what you're saying. I'm just advising to dial it back a little.
~It appears that DJ Killer's asshole scale goes up to 11~
Katz: Alright? Good. Now I'm going to get some sleep.
~DJ Killer follows Katz out of the jungle. Frieza face is looking in their direction~
Katz: Had to take a piss. Jungle is fucking scary. Black panthers at night, yikes…talk about sneaking up on you. Thanks for keeping watch, DJ Killer!
~Katz and DJ Killer find a place to get comfortable~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 4
~The Savage Tribe begins to stir. DJ Killer is already up. He heads toward the water to take a piss. Sam is pretty much right next to his legs. DJ Killer doesn't 'notice' her. Langstrom sits up and looks into the sky, shaking his fist at the sun~
Man-Bat Langstrom: Confounded burning sphere in the sky!
~A number of dead animals fall in front of Langstrom. His attention instantly diverts~
Man-Bat aka Langstrom: Mmmmmm
Tobias: I thought you might, you know, want to drain these for us
Man-Bat Langstrom: Why yes, it is about time that I fed. Thank you, Tobias.
~Langstrom dives in. We turn away. DJ Killer finishes ruining some fish's morning. He pulls his pants up and steps over Sam. Sam groans, DJ Killer looks down~
DJ Killer Keemstar: Oh, Sam, hey, I didn't know you were down there. You need to be more careful…could have been the accidental recipient of a golden shower.
Sam Manson: What time is it?
~Sam looks to the east and sees the sun barely over the horizon. She gets nervous~
Sam Manson: What the hell is the sun doing over THERE? Is the world ending?
DJ Killer Keemstar: It's just after daybreak…that's where the sun rises.
Sam Manson: Ughhhhh…I hate this game
~In an overt act of frustration, Sam falls to her side. Tennyson walks by with something that, we guess could be used for fishing in his hands~
Ben Tennyson: I'm catching a big fish today.
DJ Killer Keemstar: Good luck with that
Ben Tennyson: In that POOL over there…looks kind of deep…a potential spot for DROWNING.
DJ Killer Keemstar: LET THE BODIES HIT THE FLOOOOOOR
~Tennyson gives DJ Killer and strange look. Sam slaps her forehead~
Ben Tennyson: No fish for this man.
~Tennyson heads to the drowning pool. DJ Killer walks back toward the fire. Frieza is stoking it a bit. His focus is unrivaled~
Frieza: We haven't discussed last night's voting. Someone went against the agreed upon block and wrote Sam's name down.
~Sam yells from the distance while hopelessly trying to fall back asleep~
Sam Manson: YEA! WHICH ONE OF YOU ASSHOLES DID THAT?!
Katz: That's an excellent point…we all agreed to vote Tank out but someone went against that agreement.
~Aladdin emerges from a shelter that we've yet to see for some reason. He stretches with a smile on his face. He spots Tennyson in the distance, heading to the DROWNING POOL~
Prince Ali Aladdin: GOOD LUCK FISHING Ben!
~Tennyson, with his back turned, raises an arm in the air in acknowledgement. Aladdin reaches the rest of the tribe and stands around with his hands on his hips. He nods his head anxiously~
Prince Ali Aladdin: Soooo…what are we talking about?
DJ Killer Keemstar: Trying to figure out who voted for Sam
Prince Ali Aladdin: It was Tank, remember? His arm was all like…
~Aladdin mimes Tank's arm hitting Sam's leg. In doing so, he hits Langstrom in the back. Langstrom turns around with blood all over his face. Aladdin jumps back~
Prince Ali Aladdin: YIKES
Katz: Hey, wait a minute…where is Abu…you don't think HE voted for Sam, do you?
~A shrilling scream tears through the jungle. Abu flies into view, landing on Aladdin's shoulder. He shakes his fist angrily at Katz while sticking out his tongue. Katz holds his hands up~
Katz: Sorry, Abu…I meant no offense.
~Abu nods, leans forward and gives Katz a high five. Jenny Wakemen appears, taking a seat. She's tired and a bit cranky~
Jenny Wakemen: Whoever did it probably noticed Sam didn't help one bit when we built the shelter.
~Jenny rubs her tired eyes as Sam sits up and gives Jenny that "Bitch, please" look. Jenny realizes she's got the morning blues and corrects her error~
Jenny Wakemen: Sorry, Sam…you wanna help me grab some water?
~Sam agrees and Jenny stands. DJ Killer starts to discern some scandalous behavior~
DJ Killer Keemstar: You ever notice when they have to get water Tennyson is always fishing?
~Most of the guys around the campfire snicker, including Abu. Jenny rolls her eyes~
Jenny Wakemen: Gross, DJ Killer. Not everything is about sex. Plus, I have a boyfriend.
~Sam stands and accompanies Jenny . DJ Killer looks at everyone~
DJ Killer Keemstar: Boyfriend is just code for hard to get.
~Frieza stirs the fire a bit more~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 4
~It's mid-morning. Manny is bathing in the river with his mask still on. He's singing WE ARE THE CHAMPIONS. We hope he stopped at some point during the evening. Lola is washing her feet while seated in the sand. She looks at Manny as an annoyed older sister would look at their psycho little brother. The Leopard enters the picture, reaching into the water to splash some fresh, cool liquid on her hot face~
Lola Bunny: I wish that mask came with a muzzle.
~Siri spots a crab in the water and snatches it quickly~
Siri The Leopard: I think he sounds quite nice.
~She just bites right into the living creature. Bits of shell fall into Lola's hair. Lola sighs and knocks the crab out of her hair and starts to walk off. Siri looks her way with crab around her mouth~
Siri The Leopard: Hey, I didn't mean to upset you. Look, crab works GREAT in your hair.
~Siri puts some crab in her hair. It doesn't look great. But she's so nice we pretend that it does. Bunny shrugs~
Lola Bunny: I'm not mad at you…it's just THAT guy over there. He's so annoying.
~She points at Manny who is still singing in the river with his mask on. Samurai Jack steps into the frame looking like a champion~
Samurai Jack: Morning, ladies…feels great to be victorious, right? I've been a champion since birth. Just comes naturally to me…now, if only we could get some beer out here…
~Bravo is leaning against a tree. DeFranco is nearby messing with the fire. They both overhear the slight bickering going on between The Leopard and Bunny. DeFranco raises an eyebrow in Bravo's direction~
Phillip DeFranco: Should we dig a mud pit for the two ladies to hash out their differences?
Bravo: It's only logical, right? I'll grab a shovel.
~Bravo realizes they are in the jungle and have no shovel. So he starts digging with his hands. DeFranco hustles over and helps out, digging into the sand. Spencer stands over, taking a sip of whatever the heck is in his flask~
Richard Spencer: What the hell are you guys doing?
~DeFranco and Bravo continue to dig furiously. DeFranco answers without looking up~
Phillip DeFranco: Digging a mud pit so Lola Bunny and The Leopard can wrestle
~Spencer throws his flask to the side and drops to his knees. He digs alongside. In the background we see Whis performing a morning routine of yoga far away from where the girls were arguing. Lola Bunny walks up with her arms folded~
Lola Bunny: GUYS! We weren't bickering…we were just talking.
~All three men sit up, on their knees, breathing heavily. Sweat slides down their foreheads and cheeks. You have to give it to them…the hole is pretty damn deep given the amount of time they had been digging~
Bravo: Yea? Well I have no interest in watching you two. I want to see a mask versus Leafy's face match inside the pit.
~Spencer frowns and stands up~
Richard Spencer: Fuck that shit. You can dig this hole your fucking self.
~DeFranco stands up as well~
Phillip DeFranco: Uh, yea, I'm with Spencer on this one...darn. I'm on douchebag Nazi scum Richard Spencer's team.
~Bravo shrugs and gets up with Phillip. They sit next to the fire. Spencer joins them, gathering his flask. Whis appears, looking relaxed and centered~
Richard Spencer: Fucking mud pit
Whis speaks in his effeminate voice
Whis: all these years later, still bringing victory to the team. Perfect. The Perfect One is proud to be a part of this tribe. You all saw how the Savages fell apart when it came to crunch time. We cannot and will not do the same. Let's get to training.
~He pats Bravo and Spencer on the back as DeFranco smiles, remembering the victories in their past. Whis is about to continue when he notices everyone looking toward the mud pit. Leafy is looking down into it as Manny has finally finished bathing, heading their way~
Whis: OR…we can see what's beneath that mask. Then train!
~Leafy looks at Manny ~
Manny : What are you looking at you FREAK
~Leafy nods, quietly and looks over at the group~
Leafy: Yea, let's do it.
~It's later in the afternoon and all the members of the Paradigm Tribe seem extremely anxious and slightly bored. Spencer struggles running back from the river with a flask full of water. He's huffing and puffing…covered in sweat…very fatigued. He reaches the pit and pours his flask into it. He looks over at DeFranco with hope~
Phillip DeFranco: Yea, that looks good to me…Angel?
Whis: Perfect
Richard Spencer: About fucking time…you assholes better not fucking vote me off. I didn't even wanna watch this shit.
~Leafy and Manny position in the mud pit. Lola Bunny sits next to Bravo. Samurai Jack yells "FIGHT!" and they begin to wrestle. The Leopard sits down enjoying more raw crab. The fight goes on for a bit until Leafy wins. Everybody cheers~
Samurai Jack: Alright! Remove that fucking mask! I want to make sure that Tigre Uno and Manny Rivera is the same person.
Lola Bunny: Five bucks says it isn't.
Richard Spencer: Ladies, you might want to turn your heads. This won't be pretty…
~Manny sighs. He's covered in mud. He emerges from the put and reaches back. He unties his mask, lowers his head and rips it off. The tribe gasps~
Richard Spencer: Son of a bitch
Phillip DeFranco: Seriously?
Samurai Jack: Are you fucking kidding me?
Whis: Hmm, smart
Leafy: Haha
~Manny lifts his head to reveal…ANOTHER MASK. Lola Bunny stands up~
Lola Bunny: Yea, I've had enough of this
Bravo: I'm going to grab some bananas, you want to accompany me?
Lola Bunny: Sure
~Bunny and Bravo walk off together. Leafy eyes them and yells out~
Leafy: Consumption of too many bananas (potassium) can lead to hyperkalemia..be careful.. Lola Bunny look like she is showing symptoms . Signs are, feeling nauseated...
~Leafy' voice trails off. Lola Bunny shoots him the finger. He shrugs and looks at everyone else~
Leafy: Alright then…strip poker in my hut. No women allowed. Plenty of grub worms for everyone.
~He turns and walks toward his wild and crazy hut. Nobody follows~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 5
~Some inspirational music is playing. The type of stuff you'd listen to before hitting the gridiron. Ben Tennyson's slapdash fishing pole is broken in half, floating away. Tennyson has fashioned a spear and has his sights set on a very haughty, arrogant fish. The fucker is swimming right next to him. The fish is almost mocking him. Tennyson will not STAND for this. He throws the spear…everything pauses. The music stops. It's a moment of HIGH drama. TRUMPETS play as the fat fish goes belly up~
Ben Tennyson: YES!
~Tennyson snares the fish out of the water and gives it a good inspection~
Ben Tennyson: Hell yea, that's big enough for possibly TWO Tennyson meals.
~He packs up and makes his way back to camp. He walks by Jenny , Sam and Aladdin. Aladdin and Sam are chatting about wine. It's a conversation Tennyson has little interest in. Katz spots the fish and rushes over~
Katz: DAMN! Good job, man! The tribe is gonna be so…
~Tennyson's expression drops. Katz turns around. DJ Killer is carrying a crate of seafood into the campsite. Tennyson shakes his head~
Katz: Fuck it, we'll go build our own fire and eat this fish
~They head out of view. Sam is growing fond of Abu. Jenny is snaring some water. Abu hears another monkey scream. He rolls his eyes and hops of Aladdin's shoulders. He greets another monkey at the edge of the jungle. It looks like they are arguing. Abu rolls his eyes and waves his monkey arms around furiously~
Sam Manson: What are they saying?
Prince Ali Aladdin: That's Aba, his more successful older brother.
Sam Manson: Sounds like a prick
~Aladdin nods, continuing to listen~
Prince Ali Aladdin: Apparently Aba is jealous that Abu has a human companion and he doesn't. It sounds like Abu is…oh my…I think I'll just keep that bit of information to myself.
~Aba screams happily and scurries toward the campsite. Abu smiles and rubs his monkey hands together before hopping onto Aladdin's shoulder. Jenny turns around with some water~
Sam Manson: Good job, Jenny ! Hey, Abu….you think you can find us some fruit to make wine with?
~Abu leaps off of Aladdin's shoulder and disappears into the jungle. He's in a very good mood all of a sudden. After a while they re-enter camp with water and fruit. Sam talks some feminine nonsense about making wine. She bites into something that resembles a kiwi. Some chopping and banging grab everyone's attention. Langstrom is fastening the shelter. A dead monkey is lying next to his body, drained of blood. It's Aba. Sam looks at Aladdin with a mouth full of fruit~
Sam Manson: Is that…
Prince Ali Aladdin: Law of the jungle, I guess
DJ Killer Keemstar: You look like you're REALLY enjoying sucking on that kiwi
~Sam rolls her eyes~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 5
~Leafy emerges from his hut with an empty bowl that was once full of grub worms. He tosses it at Manny ~
Leafy: I need some more grub worms
Manny : FUCK YOU
~Manny throws the bowl at Leafy. He catches it and calmly sets it back down by his hut. DeFranco appears to be extremely bored and somewhat famished. He places some foreign object to his ear and makes a phone call. Suddenly a parachute falls into camp holding a shark cage and spear. Phillip looks around with an over the top, surprised expression~
Phillip DeFranco: Where did THIS come from?
~Whis spots his legendary tag partner Beerus and, more importantly, his newly acquired toys. Phillip points the spear at Whis. Whis stands up and politely excuses himself. He snares the spear and they carry the cage into the jungle~
Richard Spencer: The hell was that?
Samurai Jack: If it doesn't have to do with alcohol or a guaranteed Cartoon Wrestling title shot I really don't give a shit.
Siri The Leopard: Would either one of you like crabs?
~Samurai Jack and Spencer lean back like 'wtf!' We turn our attention to Lola Bunny and Bravo who are off in the jungle, enjoying each other's company. They have found common ground…their hatred for Leafy and Manny ~
~A few hours pass. Leafy is asleep in the dirt. Lola Bunny is back, avoiding Leafy and Manny . She's quietly, by the river, trying a piece of crab in her hair…hoping to get a clear enough reflection to make a determination. Siri The Leopard munches on a snake, crab mixture. This woman is something. Whis and DeFranco emerge from the jungle and toss a 400lb Bull Shark carcass near the fire. Spencer and Samurai Jack jump back. Montana Max, who's been quiet this entire time is startled. Whis drives the stake through the shark, getting ready to roast it~
Phillip DeFranco: Dinner is served, boys
~Manny has some kind of sparkler. We're not sure how or why, but he's playing with them. Leafy begins to squirm in his sleep. He mumbled, swats his hands. He sits up, his eyes shoot open. He yells~
Leafy: NUKE THE FRIDGE
~There is an awkward moment of silence before everyone goes back to doing their previous tasks. Suddenly, an unnerved Bravo leaps out of the jungle~
Bravo: DO NOT go that way…there is a giant tribal orgy about two miles in that direction.
~Leafy LEAPS to his feet and heads in that direction while whistling. He disappears into the foliage. Bravo spots Lola Bunny…he feels his hair. He snaps his fingers and rushes into the jungle. We follow, he digs up a bottle of "~" Cartoon Crossover Survivor hair gel! The hair gel made famous by Johnny… ! Bravo squirts some into his hand, it is thick, white and opaque. He rubs it into his hair~
Bravo: Need to look my best.
~Bravo buries the bottle back into the dirt and looks down~
~He emerges from the jungle. His hair is ridiculous looking. It's Bened down and incredibly hard. Samurai Jack looks up~
Samurai Jack: The fuck did you do to your hair? Is it frozen?
Richard Spencer: Looks like you blew a giant load in there, man. It's only been a few days…potent mother fucker.
~Bravo reaches up and feels around. He becomes furious. He immediately knows where to place the blame saying, "Leafy!" He runs toward the river. Lola tries to stop him~
Bravo: Not right now!
~He shields his hair and dives into the river. Lola shrugs and heads back to camp~
SAVAGE TRIBE – DAY 6
~It's Immunity Challenge Day. The Savage tribe awakens with determination. Frieza is on his feet, ready to go~
Frieza: Alright, this is our shot at redemption. We cannot lose the first two challenges.
Tobias: We're going to give them some payback, for sure
~The rest of the tribe stands around, ready for the challenge. DJ Killer stands on a nearby log so that he is above them all~
DJ Killer Keemstar: Alright everyone…in a few minutes we will head to the next challenge. This is one we HAVE to win. So I want everyone to give it everything they've got, NO excuses. We all saw what happened to Tank.
~DJ Killer hops down and begins walking toward the challenge. Tennyson shrugs at Katz and they follow with everyone else filing in behind~
PARADIGM TRIBE – DAY 6
~It's early, early in the morning. The sun has yet to rise. Leafy emerges from the jungle, disappointed. Max, asleep by the fire, rolls over and spots Leafy~
Leafy: I've seen better orgies on a night club dance floor. That was a joke. Oh well, I'm going to get a few hours of sleep. Care to join me? Clothing optional, of course.
~Max groans and rolls back over, perfectly fine where he is. Leafy heads to his hut and enters. We see his shirt and then shorts fly out. It's obvious he's getting comfortable~
~A few hours pass. Everyone is awake. Bravo's hair appears to have been thoroughly, thoroughly washed. Leafy emerges from his hut, dressed. They stand around, preparing for the challenge~
Manny : Let's fucking kick their asses!
Lola Bunny: You are SO annoying
Manny : Yea? Well you're a stupid bitch!
Phillip DeFranco: People! Let's all relax…we need to work as a team today. Now, before we head to the challenge…would anybody like some extra shark?
~A few people reach in and rip apart some meat. Spencer hands The Leopard a piece, she gladly accepts. He makes some conversation~
Richard Spencer: May I inquire toward the name of that haunting aroma radiating from your neckline?
Siri The Leopard: It's called Midnight Rose, it's made by
~Spencer has already lost interest. I mean, come on, we're talking about women's perfume here. The Leopard doesn't seem to care…more flattered than anything. She finishes her shark and notices a break in the conversations and weird behavior~
Siri The Leopard: Well, I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I hope the other team is ready to get destroyed again.
Manny : Let's do thissssssssssssssss!
~Manny takes off running into the jungle. Whis pulls out the map and points to the challenge location. DeFranco shakes his head and shows Samurai Jack~
Samurai Jack: Mother FUCKER. Will somebody go and catch that guy…he's running in the opposite direction!
IMMUNITY CHALLENGE
~Both tribes are assembled. Chris McLean stands before them with an angry look on his face. His arms are crossed…the toe of his right foot taps against the ground. He turns to the Savage Tribe~
Chris McLean: You all think you're so clever, don't you? You think you can just SNEAK stuff by ole Chris and Daniel Coyote. Well, let me tell you something…you're…NOT…clever, that is. Savage Tribe, I know about you having Red Lobster deliver a crate of seafood to your camp.
~The Savage Tribe begins to murmur and look around. They avoid eye contact with DJ Killer Keemstar~
Chris McLean: Because of your reckless actions Daniel has pulled Landshark beer from ALL Red Lobster locations. I hope you're happy…you need to stop and think about your actions next time.
~The Paradigm Tribe, feeling high off their victory, laughs with Manny leading the arrogant brigade~
Manny : Haha, fucking losers! Red Lobster sucks, anyway!
Chris McLean: Oh, you think I'm finished? Not even close! Paradigm Tribe…I'm DOUBLY mad at you all.
~The Paradigm Tribe members all look at the ground, sheepishly. Aside from Manny who flashes gang signs at Chris. Chris is too suburban to have any idea what he's doing~
Chris McLean: Bringing a CELLULAR telephone onto the island to order a special delivery of survival items. I…I don't even know where to begin. So, I'm just gonna ask that the culprit come clean…whoever brought a cell phone onto this island, toss it into the dirt right now…
~Nobody budges~
Chris McLean: Okay, fine…if that cell phone doesn't hit the dirt in TEN seconds, I'm giving Manny unlimited immunity.
~INSTANTLY ten cell phones hit the ground. Chris is at a loss for words~
Chris McLean: You ALL had cell phones? Each and every one of you? Geezus…even YOU, Manny ? Why would you throw yours out?
Manny : Wait…you said I'd get immunity if I did, right?
Richard Spencer: It was the exact opposite, dipshit
Manny : FUCK! Can we do this again?
Chris McLean: Nope…I'm confiscating these cellular telephones. And then, we will begin the challenge. I hope you all think long and hard about your acKatzns in the meantime.
~The phones have been gathered. Two tables are set up. Atop each table is an object covered with a blanket. The tribes are situated in a line. Chris stands in between the two tables~
Chris McLean: Okay, this is a challenge that will test your mental strength. In those bowls, which are covered by cloth, are giant, fat, oily, disgusting looking grub worms
~Spencer pukes~
Samurai Jack: Thanks, Chris
Richard Spencer: Nah, we're good…withdrawals are just kicking in…continue Chris!
Chris McLean: One by one, a member from each tribe will approach the bowl, remove the cloth and eat the two grubworms within. The first participant who is unable to perform the task costs their team the challenge and immunity. Clear enough? Okay, great…Paradigm Tribe, I'll take that idol back and you'll need to sit someone out…who's it gonna be?
~Before anybody can pick, Samurai Jack yells out~
Samurai Jack: That would be me. I ain't eating that shit.
Chris McLean: Alright then, let's have the first two competitors step up
~Richard Spencer and Tobias step up. They remove their cloth. The grub worms are every bit as disgusting as they imagined. Spencer swallows hard while Tobias looks squeamish~
Ben Tennyson: Nothing more Tobiaslious than eating a worm!
~Tennyson's words of encouragement seem to comfort Tobias~
Chris McLean: GO!
~Spencer and Tobias grab their worms and throw them into their mouth. They chew and chew and chew. Tobias opens his mouth and sticks out his tongue. Chris nods and the Savage Tribe cheers. Richard struggles a bit, his eyes water…he heaves. He finally swallows and opens his mouth, sticking out his tongue. Chris confirms. The Paradigm Tribe cheers~
Samurai Jack: Good job, Spencer!
Richard Spencer: Fuck that was tough on a dry stomach
~Next up we see Jenny Wakemen and Leafy. Jenny looks at Leafy…he smiles and waves. She rolls her eyes and focuses on the squirmy worms in front of her~
Chris McLean: GO!
~Jenny has trouble picking them up, finding them totally disgusting. Leafy just watches and laughs. Finally she's able to pick them up and throw them into her mouth. She nearly spits them out. Her tribe cheers her on. She starts to chew and gets out a "oh my gosh…" while keeping the contents from spilling…she's totally disgusted. Leafy reaches in and grabs one. He's staring at Jenny . She looks over and he calmly bites one in half. She nearly pukes~
Katz (to Jenny): Come on! Jenny!
Aladdin: Oh, okay...COME ON, Jenny!
~Leafy finishes the second half of his first worm. He grabs the other and twirls in in the air like you would when feeding a kid. Jenny places her hand to the side of her face, shielding Leafy. She continues to struggle. She rushes to the side of the table and leans over a trash can. Why there is a trash can for puking when they are in the jungle is BEYOND ME. But it's there. She holds it in and returns to her position. She finally swallows. Tears are streaming down her face from the struggle….she opens her mouth and shows. Chris confirms. She looks at Leafy who is casually chewing the second worm. He opens his mouth and plays with the mush. She PUKES all over him~
Leafy: Hey! I got her…she loses, right?
Chris McLean: Nope, I'm sorry…but I cleared her before she vomited
Manny : I CALL COLLUSION…CHEATING!
~Leafy just shrugs. The vomit all over his body doesn't really faze him. He heads to the log where Samurai Jack and Spencer are sitting. They scoot WAYYYY down. Jenny makes her way back to the Savage Tribe…they give her words of encouragement…she says things like "I hate that guy." Next up steps Angel Whis and DJ Killer Keemstar. They stare each other down, both looking very serious~
Chris McLean: GO!
~Both men dive in. It's as though they are in direct competion. Whis throws his in first, DJ Killer is right behind. DJ Killer chews faster. They keep an eye on one another. They finish at the exact same time, sticking their tongues out~
Chris McLean: I'd say it was a tie
Whis: I know you're being nice, Chris. We all know I pulverized this punk.
DJ Killer Keemstar: Keep being delusional. We all know why you guys never come back…you can't compete in this era. And, for those keeping score, I finished first.
Whis speaks in his effeminate voice
Whis: Right, scurry on back to that losing tribe of yours.
~DJ Killer grows angry and looks like he wants to punch Whis. Katz and Tennyson drag him back into the pack~
Chris McLean: NEXT
~DeFranco steps up. Katz steps ahead for the Savage Tribe~
Chris McLean: Whoa, whoa! We are NOT having this
~Tennyson and Tobias pull him back into the Tribe. Tennyson takes his spot. He stands next to DeFranco…the two size one another up~
Phillip DeFranco: Marvelous Phillip DeFranco…you might have heard of me
Ben Tennyson: Marvelous, huh? I thought about using that moniker years ago when I was breaking in…but realized it sounded like over compensation.
Phillip DeFranco: Ohhh, I'm so going to kick your ass
Chris McLean: GO!
~Like Whis and DJ Killer before them…they dive right in and eat like it's a race. And, like their predecessors, they finish in a tie. Tennyson, arrogantly throws his arms in the air as Chris clears them both. He turns his back to DeFranco and heads to the Savage Tribe, looking victorious. DeFranco shakes his head and heads back to the Paradigm Tribe~
Phillip DeFranco: I want to kick that guy's ass
Chris McLean: NEXT!
~Katz and Manny step up~
Katz: They get Whis and DeFranco…and I get…you
Manny : Haha, Katz the druggie
Katz: Durrr, good one
Manny : The Dope Head.
~The Savage Tribe laughs, along with Katz. Manny nods, thinking his put downs are creating the laughter…which, they are, just not in the way he thinks~
Chris McLean: GO!
~Katz snares the two worms and throws them into his mouth. Manny grabs his two worms and moves them toward his mouth…but the mask blocks them. He tries again and again, but he can't get them in. Katz finishes and sticks out his tongue. Chris clears him. Manny continues to ram the worms into the cloth of his mask~
Samurai Jack: Take off the FUCKING MASK YOU WEIRDO
Richard Spencer: For fucks sake, man! Take it off!
Leafy: Yea, take it all off
~Lola Bunny rolls her eyes at Leafy. Chris shakes his head~
Chris McLean: I think you need to remove that mask
Manny : How about I cut them up into teeny, tiny pieces and I can squish them in through the microscopic air holes? Does ANYBODY have a Knife?
~A giant knife flies through the air and bites into the table, right in front of Manny . It's a perfect throw. We look from where it came and see Blossom the cat standing amidst the bushes holding his giant knife. Everyone shrieks. She jumps with fright and runs into the foliage like a frightened animal. Chris grabs the knife and tosses it over his shoulder. A crew member yells in pain~
Chris McLean: No, we are not doing that. And sorry about Blossom, everyone…she's here in case someone gets injured…or a camera breaks…she is our medic SLASH mechanic, after all. Manny …you HAVE to remove that mask or else this challenge is over.
Phillip DeFranco: DUDE, REMOVE THE MASK
Bravo: Remove it or I will be forced to fucking annihilate you
Lola Bunny: This is so retarded…just remove the mask, nobody cares!
Richard Spencer: REMOVE THE FUCKING MASK
Leafy: Or, ya know, don't.
Manny : The mask stays on, Chris!
Chris McLean: The Savage Tribe WINS immunity!
~The entire Savage Tribe jumps with joy. Abu is especially excited…so much so that he pisses all over Prince Ali's shoulder. But it's okay, because they are winners. DJ Killer walks up and snatches the Daniel Coyote immunity idol and leads his tribe away. The Paradigm Tribe glares at Manny. They might murder him~
Chris McLean: Paradigm Tribe, I've got nothing for you. I'll see you all tonight at tribal council.
~Sad music plays as the Paradigm Tribe sulks off with Manny trailing far behind~
PARADIGM TRIBE – PRE TRIBAL COUNCIL
~The Paradigm Tribe sits around the fire. Manny is singing 'Loser' by Beck. He's standing by himself. Bravo looks over~
Bravo: It's got to be him
Richard Spencer: I've got no fucking problem with that
Samurai Jack: Yea, guy's a moron.
Phillip DeFranco: Alright then, easy breezy…we'll all vote Manny .
~The afternoon wanes. Max is shown sitting off to himself. Spencer and Samurai Jack are watching his behavior~
Samurai Jack: Who is that guy, anyway?
Richard Spencer: Some fucker from Mexico I think. All filthy immigrants, why can't we make America white again.
Samurai Jack: He run around with any of the guys over on the Savage Tribe?
Richard Spencer: Yup
Samurai Jack: Fuck…I don't trust any of that shit.
~Samurai Jack approaches DeFranco later~
Samurai Jack: Hear me out…what IF we vote Max instead of Manny
Phillip DeFranco: You serious? Why?
Samurai Jack: He might have alliances on the other tribe…I know for a FACT he's worked with some of those douche bags over there.
Phillip DeFranco: Even if that's the case, we can get rid of him later
Samurai Jack: Maybe…maybe not…I know Manny is fucking retarded…but at least he's just one guy.
~DeFranco thinks. We cut to a confessional~
Phillip DeFranco: I thought at least THIS vote would be easy…but now we're talking about Max…uggghhhh
~Phillip runs his fingers through his hair. Spencer heads up to Bravo~
Richard Spencer: Yo, Bravo…looks like it might be Max
Bravo: Are you kidding me?
Richard Spencer: Nah man, but don't worry…we'll get rid of that piece of shit mask wearing freak soon enough. This is more for strategy
~Bravo is not happy. He tosses a stick he was handling into the dirt. We cut to a later scene. Bravo is walking through the jungle with Lola~
Lola Bunny: I can't help feeling nervous. This tribal council stuff is kind of scary.
Bravo: Relax. It's going to be fine.
Lola Bunny: Yea, I know. We'll vote Manny off, thank goodness. Now if we can get rid of Leafy next…
Bravo: Yea, about that…looks like it might be Max
Lola Bunny: What?!
~We cut to Bunny storming past Leafy. Leafy is standing naked in the doorway of his hut. His lower half is blurred out. His face looks great. Lola looks at him and rolls her eyes~
Lola Bunny: GROSS. I have to deal with YOU and Manny for another few days? My life sucks.
~She continues storming off. Leafy looks confused. We cut to Leafy talking with Spencer~
Leafy: Hey…I don't know what's going on…but I may have heard that we're NOT voting for Manny .
Richard Spencer: My bad man, I was gonna tell ya. But, yea, looks like Max. Who told you?
Leafy: Lola Bunny
Richard Spencer: Lola fucking Bunny? How the FUCK did she know?
Leafy: She didn't say…but I did see…
~We cut to an irate Spencer ranting and raving to Samurai Jack and DeFranco~
Richard Spencer: We've got a mother fucking leak. That fucking stupid ass bitch Lola fucking Bunny knew about our Max plans. And you know she just can't wait until the merge so she can continue sucking that cock bag DJ Killer Keemstar off...
Phillip DeFranco: Easy, Richard…you're gonna have a stroke.
Richard Spencer: I'd like to give someone a stroke right about now…FUCK
Phillip DeFranco: Samurai Jack?
~The Godfather's theme begins to play~
Samurai Jack: We can't have people in our tribe that are untrusthWorthy.
Phillip DeFranco: It's not personal, it's just business…
~In the background we see Whis talking with Bunny, giving her a pat on the shoulder~
TRIBAL COUNCIL
~We cut to tribal council. The ten members are all seated with a happy Chris McLean~
Chris McLean: You all might be wondering why I'm in such a good mood
~Silence~
Chris McLean: I sold all of your phones on Craigs List and made a very nice profit
Richard Spencer: Nobody cares you wanna be disc Chrisey
Chris McLean: I hate you
~Chris composes and moves forward. He starts with questions~
Chris McLean: Tough challenge today. Manny …would you like to maybe expound or, at the very least, explain the reason behind your apparent sabotage? Did it have something to do with the pride and heritage that comes with wearing a mask…the mystique and history that is embodied with each and every lucha mask? Was it simply TOO emotional for you to remove?
Manny : Nah. I just didn't fucking want to
~Samurai Jack tries to kick Manny, but Bravo stops him~
Chris McLean: Alright then. Samurai Jack, you seem pretty angry…is it safe to assume that Manny is the target tonight?
Samurai Jack: I'd say so. It's pretty simple…you've got to win these challenges otherwise you're fucked at the merge.
Chris McLean: Montana…you're new…people don't know much about you…you've been pretty quiet thus far…a mystery, if you will. Do you think that might put a target on your back?
Montana Max: It could. But I'd hope they'd give me a chance. Just because I'm new doesn't mean I can't be trusted. I don't care who's on that other tribe, this is an individual game and I signed up to win.
~Leafy looks at Siri the Leopard and says "good answer." The Leopard nods~
Lola Bunny (to Samurai Jack): You do seem pretty tight with Coyote
Samurai Jack: And WHO the fuck are you?
Lola Bunny: I meant no disrespect, I'm just saying
Manny : I'm with you, Samurai Jack!
~Manny extends his fist for a bump. Samurai Jack leaves him hanging~
Samurai Jack: Don't fucking touch me
Chris McLean: Hidden Immunity Idol…we all know it's out there. Odds are, someone has already found it…Phillip, you seem to be pretty knowledgeable about this game…does the hidden immunity idol concern you?
Phillip DeFranco: Absolutely…I think we've all looked for it at times. It's a huge weapon.
Angel Whis: He's right. A weapon that, if concealed can do tremendous damage.
~A few members look at Whis~
Chris McLean: What if people KNOW you have that idol…
Richard Spencer: Big fucking threat, especially if the person holding it can't be trusted.
Chris McLean: Richard, it sounds like you're unhappy about something
Richard Spencer: It's not that I'm unhappy, Chris. It's that I don't fuck around. You give me your word, you stick by it. You start flirting with other douche bags, then we have issues.
Chris McLean: Has someone on this tribe been flirting with others…showing a lack of loyalty?
Richard Spencer: Fuck YES they have and I hope we can do something about it…TONIGHT.
~Phillip breathes in heavily, obviously anxious. Everyone grows quiet. Chris doesn't have anything left to say~
Chris McLean: Well, alright then…on that note, it is time to vote.
~Dramatic music plays as they begin to head to the voting area. Richard stuffs his vote. DeFranco stuffs his. The Leopard displays great penWOmanship and writes Manny 's name down with a heart in the upper left corner~
Siri The Leopard: Sorry. You seem quite young and a little over eager but we really need to win challenges. Best of luck to you, seriously.
~The Leopard stuffs her vote. Whis stuffs his. Samurai Jack stuffs his. Max stuffs his. Manny grabs the marker and slovenly writes something that resembles Samurai Jack~
Manny : This is for trying to kick me at tribal council. No other reason.
~He stuffs his vote. Bravo stuffs his. Leafy stuffs his vote. The final member, Lola Bunny approaches. She writes Max down~
Lola Bunny: You seem nice and I'd like to get to know you outside the game. But, for now, this has to be done. I'm sorry.
~She stuffs the tenth and final vote and heads toward the seated area. Nerves consume all the participants. Chris retrieves the basket and heads to his place in front of them. He pauses and looks over the competitors~
Chris McLean; Alright…if anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it…now would be the time to do so.
~We scan the various tribe members. Phillip wipes some sweat from his forehead. Samurai Jack scratches his neck. Whis stares at the ground. Manny squashes a bug with his foot. Max clutches his bag. Bravo reaches for his bag and grabs the zipper…the music rises…the tension builds…he lets go of the zipper and looks at Chris~
Chris McLean: Well, alright then…once the votes are read the decision is final and the person voted out will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. I'll read the votes…
First vote…Manny
Manny : FUCK YOU ALL
Second vote…Montana Max
Third Vote…Samurai Jack
Fourth Vote…Richard Spencer
Fifth Vote…Montana Max
~Chris pauses with half the votes read~
Chris McLean: That's two votes Max, one vote Samurai Jack, one vote Manny , and one vote Richard Spencer. I'll continue…
Sixth Vote…Bravo
~A look of confusion crosses Bravo's face~
Seventh Vote…Bravo
Eighth Vote…Bravo
Chris McLean: That's three votes Bravo, two votes Max, one vote Samurai Jack, one vote Manny and one vote Spencer.
Ninth vote and the second person voted out of Cartoon Crossover Survivor Suvivor…Bravo
~Bravo stands up. Bunny looks toward him with confusion and a hint of sadness. He grabs his torch and places it in front of Chris~
Chris McLean: Bravo, the tribe has spoken.
Bravo: Fuck you all
~Bravo exits the voting area. Max looks pleasantly surprised. Manny is, well, being Manny . His mask hides his features. Bunny shakes her head and stares at the ground~
Chris McLean: Second vote in the game and it appears as though we have our first blindside. You guys can head back to your camp, I'll see you in a few days.
~The Paradigm tribe members stand and exit~
NEXT TIME ON Cartoon Crossover Survivor SURVIVOR: The Savage Tribe realizes there was no liquor in their wine…they were fooled into thinking they were drunk. Sam's booty shorts get shorter. Jenny Wakemen develops a craving for GRUB WORMS. DJ Killer Keemstar lets someone else touch the idol. Katz revisits the moment when his mere presence scared Manny into submission at their latest challenge. Tennyson catches TWO fish. Langstrom receives some bad news when his application to join the red cross has been denied. Tobias does something Tobiaslious. Lola Bunny feels like an outcast. Siri The Leopard promises to never eat cooked crab again. Leafy continues inviting people to his hut. Montana Max realizes he needs to make a move. Richard Spencer curses Johnny Bravo. Angel Whis looks to unify a slightly fractured tribe by telling them stories of how unity will them much success. DeFranco feels stress from the game. Samurai Jack and Manny have it out. And, Frieza gives the eulogy for Aba' funeral. Aladdin weeps…join us next week for Cartoon Crossover Survivor!
~The votes are shown. We see Spencer holding "Bravo". He gives his reason~
Richard Spencer: If I can't trust you - I can't trust you. Bros before Lola I'm sorry champ.
~The rest of the votes are shown. We then see Bravo, post vote~
Bravo: Fucking stupid. I had that damn hidden immunity idol and didn't play it. Fucking STUPID. They keep Manny ? FUCKING STUPID. They are going to lose all the challenges. The Paradigm Tribe is NOT Worthy. Lola, good luck. Everyone else, fuck off.
~We fade out~
