Dramatic music plays. It's time! Tribal Council is upon us yet again. This Tribal is unlike any in Cartoon Crossover Survivor history. This is a MERGED tribal council where only one person is safe from the vote. The Savadigm tribe emerges from the jungle, making the long, thoughtful trek from camp into the TC area. Daniel leads the way with Katz, Tennyson, Sam, Frieza and Ali all behind him. A few seconds elapse and Whis (along with his shiny, gaudy necklace) emerges with DeFranco, Samurai Jack and Spencer quickly following suit. They place their torches into the ground and take a seat…each on one of the ten stumps. Chris has an excited grin on his face~

Chris McLean: Hello everybody and welcome to the first SAVADIGM tribal council! Unlike before when an entire tribe was immune from elimination…from the point forward only one person is ineligible to received votes. That person tonight is The Perfect One, Angel Whis. Everybody else, fair game. So, let's get started. Frieza…you seemed rather angry during the Immunity Challenge…is the pressure of the game getting to you?

Frieza: Uh, no. I was angry over my head nearly being blown off, Chris

Chris McLean: Ha, yes, there was that! Sam…you've been kind of quiet, well, aside from your stomach.

~Everyone laughs, aside from Sam~

Chris McLean: Your former tribe, the Savage Tribe, enjoyed a six to four advantage going into the merge. Do you feel those lines have held?

Sam Manson: It's tough to say, Chris. So much is being said, so many promises being made. I'm not sure anybody knows what's going to happen tonight. I just hope it isn't me.

Chris McLean: As long as it isn't me…a great motto! Ben Tennyson! The Marvel! A true fisher of men…or, well, whatever that saying is! If you were to win Survivor, what would you do with the money?

Ben Tennyson: I'd open as many Long John Silvers as possible!

Chris McLean: Stocked with Amazonian fish?

Ben Tennyson: Of course!

Chris McLean: You are truly the reincarnation of Joseph Stalin presiding over the Amazonian River. Daniel…you were in a position of power pre-merge…how has that shifted or changed since both tribes were joined?

Daniel Keem: I don't know how much power I had, Chris. I think that's you trying to stir things up. The Savage Tribe worked as a team…that's why we held a 6-4 advantage. This Paradigm Tribe…they've tried to stir some things up…which, is expected. But as long as the former Savage tribe remembers how they got here…then I think things will play out as they should.

Chris McLean: Katz…sorry about the Flonase misunderstanding. I had no idea tapping your nose meant cocaine!

Katz: Really?! PLEASE LET ME JUST HAVE MY BAG BACK PLEASE!

Chris McLean: Hey, what can I say…I may get pretty wild but it's legally wild!

Richard Spencer: Fuckin pussy

~Everyone nods along with Richard's assessment. Like Sam, Chris ignores them~

Chris McLean: Aladdin…a surprise signing to Cartoon Crossover Survivor…you've done great! You were able to make friends with a whole new wave of Cartoon Crossover stars…you've gelled with the environment…and, I hear the adoption papers for Abu are nearly finalized. I'd say no matter what happens from this point forward…you're already a winner!

Prince Ali: Ha, yea, it's been great and I…wait a minute…what does THAT mean? I'm going home, aren't I?

Chris McLean: I didn't say that…how could I possibly know that? You guys haven't even voted.

Prince Ali: It just sounds fishy…

Chris McLean: I do hope you brought all your personal items, it would be a shame

Prince Ali: See? Now what does THAT mean…where is Abu…Abu?!

~A screams sounds out from the voting area. Abu stands next to the marker, bucket, and parchments with a miniature bat in his hands. He pounds it into his hand with a menacing look in his eye~

Prince Ali: You guys…and girl…see that? Yea, you think about that before writing down the name Ali! UNLESS it's a vote for the Hall of Fame…then totally go ahead and jot that shit down.

Chris McLean: Samurai Jack…the veteran of all veterans! When it comes to Cartoon Crossover you always seem to find success...I bet you'd just love to place Cartoon Crossover Survivor Season 16" as a title.

Chris McLean: Great! I knew it! Alright, Whis…tough challenge out there today. You seemed to…draw strength from within…your mind was almost elsewhere…pain did not appear to be a factor. Am I drawing the correct conclusions?

Whis: The power of the mind soars above any physical hurdle our body throws in front of us.

Chris McLean: You've played this game with great equanimity. It's clear you've got a level of self control most people never come close to mastering. Do you feel that is your greatest asset out here?

Whis: It helps. This game is probably more of a mental challenge than anything physical. So, to have a firm mental grasp of the situation is a tremendous advantage.

Chris McLean: Sweet! We should grab a beer sometime! DeFranco…you held out for quite awhile in that challenge yesterday…err…earlier today. Was the tag title shot worth jumping into the water and forfeiting your chance at immunity?

Phillip DeFranco: I think so. I can't put my finger on it…but I've got a feeling those tag titles are going to be in need of rescuing whenever this show airs.

Chris McLean: Are you clairvoyant? I guess we'll find out…but seriously, are you that comfortable in your position that immunity is of little concern?

Phillip DeFranco: I wouldn't say that. We'd been up there for so long…it's hard to explain, but you just reach a level of exhaustion where there are other things more important than collapsing in the lake, as Spencer did.

Richard Spencer: Hey!

Phillip DeFranco: I mean it as a compliment, Richard. You were a warrior out there. I feel good about my chances in this game…how good? We'll see…I'd be shocked if I went home tonight but I guess just about everyone seated here could say the same thing.

Chris McLean: And, Richard…as Phillip said…great effort at the challenge. You went until you physically couldn't stand any longer. Did you feel, unlike Phillip, it was necessary for you to win immunity.

Richard Spencer: I hope it wasn't necessary…if so then I'm fucked tonight, right? I'm a competitor, Chris…and I'm not saying these others aren't…but I'm saying when you put something in front of me and tell me to go get it…I'm gonna get the son of a bitch or I'm gonna fuckin die trying. That's how I've always lived my life.

~There's a smirk from the other side of the seating area. Spencer turns his head and tries to find the culprit. All he sees are the heads of Katz, Tennyson, and Daniel~

Richard Spencer: One of you tough guys got something to say?

~Tennyson laughs. Katz rolls his eyes. Daniel takes the bait~

Daniel Keem: Mr. Tough Guy, right? Mr I Give It My All…boy you really showed that during the team challenges, didn't you? Great effort there, Spencer

Richard Spencer: Hey, fuck you boy. Yea, I said it, boy! You walk around here like you're some kinda fuckin leader…well, guess what, you're about to get your ass handed to you. You think all these people are you friends…fuckin idiot, they're all about to stab you in the back.

Daniel Keem: I hope everybody sees this…he's crazy! He's gonna turn on everyone and lose his shit before the game ends. I'm just warning you.

Richard Spencer: Let's go right now, bitch

~Daniel has no response~

Richard Spencer: Yea, I didn't fuckin think so. Those three….those 'badasses'…they are gone, Chris. One, two, and three…first three votes. I don't give a fuck what order. And it's going to be so sweet.

Katz: Calm down, Richard.

Richard Spencer: Calm down? Fuck you, Bitch-Up! Oh I so hope I get my hands on you inside an Cartoon Crossover ring when we get back. Fuckin…fuck this, let's get to the fucking vote!

Chris McLean: Wow, well, that was something. Alright…since I'm not one to argue with an angry man who could rip my head off…I'll concur with Spencer and declare that it's TIME TO VOTE…Sam, you're up first!

~Sam stands and heads toward the parchment. She stops…we hear a smack and she yells out~

Chris McLean: Everything alright back there?

Sam Manson: Aladdin! Control your damn monkey! Please! He's swatting me with this bat!

Chris McLean: Aladdin, could you…would you mind?

Prince Ali: Abu! It's alright, boy. If they vote me out it's no big deal…I'll find some other way into the Cartoon Crossover Hall of Fame. Maybe call in a favor to Syren!

Sam Manson: Seriously! Get this monkey away from me and I'll even chip in, helping you and Syren get your lousy ass into the Hall of Fame!

Prince Ali: Deal!

~Abu bows to Sam and scurries off. Sam rolls her eyes and writes a name down. One by one, the members of the merged, Savadigm Tribe walk up and vote. The final voter is Samurai Jack. He grunts and writes down some name and tosses it into the bin as though it were an inconvenience. He heads back to his seat and claims it. Chris stands up and grabs the votes. He is now in front of the anxious tribe mates…tension is in the air~

Chris McLean: Before I read the votes… If anybody has a hidden immunity idol and would like to play it, now would be the time to do so…

~Intense music! The survivors all look around at each other, waiting for somebody to reach into their bag. Whis confidently sits back with immunity around his neck. What feels like an eternity passes.~

Ben Tennyson: Chris…

Chris McLean: Yeah?

~Tennyson stands up and reaches into his pocket. He walks over to Chris and hands him the object. Chris inspects it carefully.~

Ben Tennyson: I've been holding on to that for a couple of weeks now. Everyone is looking through everyone's bags for it. It's really caused nothing but drama! I don't want it anymore. So tonight, I play it.

Chris McLean: You're playing this?

Ben Tennyson: Yes. On myself.

Chris McLean: This is a stick… With a smile carved into it…

Ben Tennyson: Yes. The hidden immunity idol. Rid me of this demonry!

~Chris barely lets Tennyson stop talking before he tosses the stick into the fire.~

Chris McLean: The rules of Survivor state that if a hidden immunity idol is played, any votes cast against that person do not count, and the person with the next highest number of votes would be voted out. That was NOT a hidden immunity idol. All votes cast against Ben will count.

~Ben scratches his head. He slowly walks back to his seat.~

Ben Tennyson: What the hell did everyone want that for then?

~DeFranco leans in to Samurai Jack and whispers~

Phillip DeFranco: First and last thing Tennyson and Manny will ever have in common

Samurai Jack: I'd better notate that for future trivia!

~Chris clears his throat. The seriousness of the situation returns~

Chris McLean: Alright…once the votes are read the decision is final the person voted out will be asked to leave the tribal council area immediately. I'll read the votes!

~Tennyson swallows hard. Katz rotates his head. Spencer curses under his breath. Sam looks at the ground with her legs jittering. The tense music plays. Chris opens the canister and reaches in, he pulls out the first vote~

Chris McLean: First vote….Richard Spencer

~Richard shakes his head in anger~

Second vote…Katz

~Katz rolls his eyes~

Third vote…Katz

~Katz sighs with frustration~

Fourth vote…Richard Spencer

~Spencer says 'fuck' and kicks at the ground~

Fifth vote…Richard Spencer

~Spencer, with more demonstration, says 'mother fuck!' and kicks at the ground harder~

Sixth vote…Katz

~Katz half laughs and shakes his head~

Chris McLean: That's three votes Spencer…three votes Katz…I'll continue reading the votes

~Chris removes another parchment, revealing the name~

Seventh vote…Katz

~Katz shakes his head~

Eighth vote…Katz

Chris McLean: That's five votes Katz, three votes Spencer…I'll continue reading

~Katz looks at Tennyson and Daniel with a sense of desperation~

Chris McLean: Ninth vote and the eleventh person voted out of Cartoon Crossover Survivor…Katz. That's enough, no need in reading the rest of the votes.

~Katz stands and shakes hands with Daniel and Tennyson…the three friends share a quick embrace as Killer Keemstar tips his hat to Katz after they hug. A few of the other tribemates look his way but Katz is too stunned…too hollow…too frustrated to give them the time of day. He grabs his torch and sticks it in front of Chris~

Chris McLean: Katz…the tribe has spoken.

~He extinguishes the flame~

Chris McLean: It's time for you to go.

~Sad music plays as Katz turns around and nods at Tennyson and Keemstar. He then makes the long walk down the bridge. Tennyson leans back…he's deeply relieved. Keemstar sits forward…his furrowed brow is a mixture of confusion and anger~

Chris McLean: Well…first tribal council post merge was an eventful one. From now on everyone voted out will be a part of the jury. You can all head back now…I'm sure there's lots to discuss. I'll see you at the next challenge!

~The tribemates stand and grab their torches. One by one, they exit the Tribal Council area. As Phillip leaves he's heard singing 'That's life that's what people say You're riding high in April Shot down in May'...We fade out~

NEXT TIME ON Cartoon Crossover SURVIVOR: Daniel and Tennyson have some work to do. Whis and DeFranco discuss theme music for their eventual return to Cartoon Crossover. Prince and Abu ask Sam if she'd like to become a part of their 'new age' family. Samurai Jack locates some new ingredients for his home brew. Spencer celebrates. Frieza has trouble sleeping…a constant fear of snakes keeps him up at night.

~We cut to Katz and his final words~

Katz: Ughhhh…well, that sucked. I did about as well as I could. I don't know…maybe we…or I should have trusted others, I don't know. Fucking sucks getting voted out. Ugh, wish I was still out there. Oh well…fuck it…at least where I'm heading they'll know what a tap on the fucking nose means! I want to say something important to Courage.

"Broken Dreams" plays as Katz turns to the camera.

Katz (to camera): I didn't win this season Courage, I'm sorry. I love you baby, I can't wait for me to come back to Kansas. Tell the kids I love them, make sure Kortz is still doing his homework, and I'll be over there after they are done filming.

~Katz blows a kiss to his partner watching from across the screen. We get a live reaction shot of Courage, Archibald, Precious, Muriel jr, Chloe, and Kitz watching on the sofa as Kortz was in the other room.

Courage: Awwwwww, we love you. You did fine. (to Kortz in the next room) Do your homework.

Kortz (to Courage): I'm doing my homework, dad.

Archibald: This was hard, my dad was incredible.

Kitz: Let's get a petition for dad to get back onto the next season.

Precious (to Kitz): Way ahead of you.

Courage: He can come back when ever he is done with that combination of heroin, cocaine, and LSD...which isn't even good for him.

~We fade to black~