Meanwhile, back at the ranch.
Over 180 bales. Only 7 Race Flags.
Sam takes hay by hand and shakes it out.
Dan: NO! STOP DOING THAT! WE'LL BE HERE FOREVER!
Sam: SHADDAP!
Meghan starts complaining and breathing hard.
M: I just don't want those other teams to show up before I find my flag.
Dan: Just unroll it and be done with it!
Sam: He's a moron. I stopped listening to him 10 years ago.
Dan: Stop doing it like that!
Sam: Screw you!
BigEasy: I'm from the concrete farms in New Orleans.
FlightTime: No haybales there!
FlightTime encourages Meghan as Cheyne looks on silently.
FlightTime encourages Big Easy.
FT: This is a nightmare.
But not for long. Big Easy has a flag.
FT: That's what I'm talking about ! It's my birthday!
Sam: They're the luckiest team in the history of the Race. They were only third to get here.
Sam kicks the hay.
Accordion music at the Bathmat!
Woman: Welcome to Sweden.
Phil: FlightTime/Big Easy, you're team #1. Good birthday gift. You've won a trip for 2 to Turks & Caicos.