Oh, what a night! A new line was drawn down the middle of the remaining contestants: Old versus Young. A new line was drawn up on the board: a Red Line, and whoever lost the most weight would fall below it and go home right away, no votes, no alliances to save you.
Two contestants blew past the 100-pound mark. Two trainers violated their pledge against favoritism. Two people went home. Last night’s episode, the best of the season, was about playing the game, but it was also about people pushing themselves harder then they ever thought possible. Let’s run down the players:
Daniel was the last to ascend the Weigh-In podium. By that point, all his mad plans for final victory had failed. It all seemed to be going according to his plan. At the start of the episode, the remaining eight contestants had split into two unofficial teams: the Youth (the Orange-Pink mafia) and the Oldies (Rudy, Danny, Allen, and Liz).
The youth thought they had the upper hand. But by the time Daniel ascended the Weigh-in podium, Shay and Amanda were already below the yellow line. If Daniel got six pounds, he’d send Amanda below the Red Line. He got five. Bye, Daniel. There was no music, only silence. Amanda was crying, Shay was crying, and Rebecca looked as if Narnia and Neverland had just been consumed in a cannibal holocaust. Breaking protocol, Rebecca ran up the Weigh-In stairs and gave him one last desperate hug before Ali Sweeney pushed him out the door.
Daniel went home to the friends and family waving welcome signs. ”You’ll always be our Biggest Loser!” they said, as if mocking him. He hung out with his old Orange teammate from last season, David. David looks bad, worse than ever. ”I got other things going on that are more important to me right now,” said David, ”Health is not a priority.”
Daniel smiled at his old friend, but he looked bored. He was so close to creating a new Orange Imperium, him and Shay together in the final. Now he has to listen to this guy give excuses? ”I look at David, it feels like I’m sitting next to the old me,” he said.
But that old Daniel is long gone. Agent Orange Forever. Now who’s this girlfriend, anyways?
For the Pop challenge, each person had a board about 7 feet off the ground with 50 tennis balls attached. Each person had a bucket. First person to throw every ball in the bucket wins. The reward: a 1-pound advantage at the weigh-in.
Allen said, ”I really need this one-pound advantage. It could make or break me this week.” Rebecca fought hard, gaining ground after even Rudy had given up. It came down to the very last ball, but Allen won. Rebecca looked like one of those golfers who plays the best game of their life only to see Tiger Woods swoop-swoop their trophy with some cruel masterful stroke, an impossible chip, a perfectly-timed slice.
Sure enough, that pound made the difference for Allen. He lost 10 pounds, a good showing that seemed curiously meager in a week of excellent showings for lesser competitors. That extra pound kept him above the yellow line.
Allen admitted, ”I’ve kind of avoided the game.” He’s no strategist. During the immunity challenge, he stood back, unsure of how to proceed. Danny ran past him, and asked, ”Who do you not want to have immunity?” Allen’s response summed up his approach to the game: ”I don’t want any of you to be here!”
A bad night for Rebecca. She came close to winning the pop challenge, but all she got for her effort was a nice-try high-five from King Allen the First. Then Jillian got in her face, demanding that she get back on a treadmill. ”This is not about life, Jillian,” said Rebecca. ”This is all about right now.” Jillian: ”Life is right now, in this very present moment, which is all that you really have.” And you were complaining this show wasn’t existential enough!
Rebecca fled to the dorm to cry with Amanda. ”I just want to quit,” said Rebecca, ”That’s what I do.” All Amanda could say was, ”We just have to make sure we are two of the five people who are above the yellow line.”
Amanda can only see as far ahead as the elimination round. Rebecca’s interested in something greater, and that’s why she’ll go further. She’s in a precarious position after this week, but don’t count her out just yet. She got 10 pounds at the Weigh-In. Watch your back, Allen.
NEXT: Let’s all go to the circus…