This week's episode began at the Hiki tribe (a.k.a. the black folk) where the remaining four members in Sekou's absence attempted to start a fire. Unfortunately, they were unable to build a towering inferno of kinder, despite having a flint and a machete. That's right. A flint and a machete. (At this point, black leaders across the country and hanging their heads in shame.) Luckily, after some time, love, and tenderness, the Hikis were able to catch a flame, and at last, their luck seemed to change. They had fire, and no one was more excited than Nathan, who let out an actor-ly laugh (you know the kind) and danced around triumphantly, his ass falling out of his shorts.

Over at the Latino tribe, Aitu, everyone was doing a bang up job fishing in the waters. Everyone seemed to be catching hundreds of fish (okay, maybe about seven apiece), and JP reminded us that it's because the Latinos have it in their blood. He then turned to someone and asked, "You guys got crabs?" TVgasm snickering ensued.

After Fish-A-Thon 2006 was over, we then learned that Cristina was a lot tougher than people may have thought. She was a police officer, and she'd been shot in the arm. In fact, she almost lost the limb, but she persevered and managed to pull through sans amputation. "That's huge," said a bored Ozzy, clearly unimpressed with Cristina's arm woes. Turns out that Ozzy and Cristina weren't necessarily the best of buds. They each kind of pissed each other off. She felt like he was subtly bossy and controlling. He thought, well, I don't remember what he thought. But I'm sure it was disparaging.

Hey, and remember all those chickens that everyone fretting about last week? Well, it turns out that chickens roam wild on these islands; so there's no need to freak out about losing one or two (I'm looking at you, white tribe). With all this free poultry to be had, the Latinos went about devising a plan to trap a bird. Cristina had one idea of how to implement Operation Chicken Trap, but Ozzy unsurprisingly had a different strategy. Ultimately, they went with his plan, and sure enough, they were able to capture a sole chicken in a net. Hooray!

Afterwards, a cocky Ozzy noted, "I feel like I've shown what I offer to the tribe; so I feel comfortable with my standing within the rest of the group." He's such a goner.

Over at Puka, the Asian tribe, similar efforts to ensnare chickens were underway. Unlike the Latinos, who used a net, the Puka-ites were implementing the old box-propped-up-with-a-stick trap, and guess what? They managed to trap two chickens, thus asserting Asian dominance once again. After the birds had been caught and roasted, we then finally saw this episode's metaphorical hermit crab which was moving at quite the slothful pace, I might add. Normally, the crabs are scampering about like cocaine-addicted crustaceans, but not this time. This bad boy was taking his time, like he'd just eaten a huge meal at some soul food shack.

Anyway, we then saw Yul and Becky bonding on the beach. Since they were both Korean, they had a special connection, and plus Becky worked with non-profits; so Yul had to trust her now. Besides, I'm sure their last names were both Park or Cho; so that's like a bond right off the back.

We then saw more listless crabs, and then Becky told us that in Korean, "Opa" means "Big Brother." And hence, Yul was sort of like her Opa. Awww. Just wait until Opa stabs you in the back...