Well at least the prayers were segregated: on Zombie Island everyone was praying, while over on the Up Tempo tribe, no one but Rob had a prayer. So it turned out Dr. Jesus's god was just keeping him on Zombie Island as some sort of Divine Practical Joke. As his vase fell and shattered, you could hear a deep, echoey voice in the clouds letting fly with Nelson's classic "Ha-ha!" Additionally, it was nice of Dr. Jesus's god to arrange for him also to come in second for the Viewer's Choice prize, so he got to lose twice in one show.
Natalie wanted to "focus on relaxing". Yes, I hate sloppy, unfocused relaxing. It can be chaotic. Meanwhile, Rob wanted to focus on winning. How proud she must be to know she came in third, as even "Phile" got more jury votes than she did.
Chief Numbnuts really knows how to charm votes from the jury. He revealed his masterplan to piss off every one of them (except his new True Love, Mansweater), as he "kicked a little ass," and showed those jurors he wasn't going to take their shit. I am deeply impressed with his master plan to come in second.
After presenting his summation to the jury, David billed Rob for legal work and time.
Chief Numbnuts said: "It’s okay to tell the world that I have a relationship with somebody who has been dead since 1870." I would hope so, since Dr. Jesus has a deep relationship with an ex-carpenter who's been dead since 33 AD, and a deity who never existed at all. I know how they feel. Most of my best friends are dead too.
Natalie said: "I think I'm stronger than I think I am." I wonder how strong she thinks she thinks she is. I think she's dumber than she thinks she thinks she is.