Chris McLean had gotten into Sam's car and turned on the ignition. He put it in reverse and knocked over one of the telephone poles.

"Help! I've been mugged! Alerting authorities."

All of the phone lines in the theatre went dead. The operators couldn't finish their calls.

"Guys, my phone is dead," Selena Gomez said.

"News flash: My phone is also dead. Repeat, my phone is also dead," Don announced.

$9,999,999

The Kids gasped in shock as the minute hand landed on the twelve.

12:00 AM

RIIIIIIIIIIIIINNG!

Their time was up.

The audience groaned as Sierra stared at the tote board in disbelief.

She failed. She didn't save the studio. She let everybody down.

Devin frowned when he saw his sister's smile had disappeared from the shock.

The audience suddenly gasped as Sierra heard footsteps approaching the stage. She turned her head and saw a beaten up Chris McLean walking towards them with an evil grin.

"I did it. I beat you."

The oil barren leaned down and looked Sam in the eye.

"Game over, Sam. You lost."

Izzy (Who's fingers were still stuck in a bowling ball) and Carly groaned from backstage.

Swedish Sugar began to tear up.

"Chickies!"

She quickly pulled three of the chicken into an embrace.

"Too late, Kids! I won! Turn that thing off!"

The camera switched off.

"The show is over!"

Owen groaned.

"But we were so close!"

He hit his head against the tote board in frustration.

$99,999.99

The audience gasped at the new amount of money.

"...or not. It kinda makes me feel better, actually. I mean, we were nowhere close at all."

Owen laughed nervously.

"You artists formerly known as the Total Drama Kids are standing on private property. My private property. And I'm telling you to leave. NOW!"

Chris barked at the Kids, making them flinch.

Sam frowned and turned to face his friends.

"He's right, everybody. He won. We gotta go."

He sighed and walked off the stage. The others soon, after a moment, followed him as well.

The audience watched sadly as the Kids walked down the aisle.

Small fart sounds were heard with each of Owen's steps.

"Not now, Owen," Rodney told the comedian.

The noise stopped.

"I can't believe this!"

Hobo Joe put his face in his hands.

Rock hung his head sadly as he lead the band down the aisle.

"Well, that's that."

Everyone walked out of the theatre, the door closing behind them.

Everyone stood outside the theatre, more disappointed then they had been for long time.

Sierra shook her head, "This isn't right. It can't end like this!"

"But what can we do?," Cody asked.

Sam walked up the staircase and stopped on the eighth step. He looked out into the crowd of Kids all gathered before him.

"Listen, everybody," he began, getting their attention, "we've got nothing to be ashamed of. And you know why? Well, because thanks to Sierra here, we tried."

Sam smiled down at his new friend, who was staring up at him with wide eyes.

"And if we failed, we failed together, and to me, that's not failing at all. And I don't care what anybody says. I don't care if no one believes in us, because I believe."

Sam looked down at Owen.

"I believe in you."

"Huh?," Owen looked up at his best friend, slightly shocked.

Sam looked down at Swedish Sugar.

"And you."

"Me?," Swedish Sugar pointed at herself.

Sam looked down at Dakota and smiled brightly.

"And you."

Dakota sighed lovingly and held a hand to her heart.

"You know, what's important isn't this building or a name. It's each other. So I say, fine, let's just start at the bottom and work our way back up to the top."

Everyone could be heard agreeing over each other.

"Let's all walk out through these doors with our heads held high. As a family."

Sam smiled.

"Because that's what we are."

Sam walked down the steps and began walking to the door. Everyone made a path for him as he walked slowly through the crowd.

Finally, he approached the door and rested his hands on the handle. He sighed and pushed the door open...