Yes, the hat is still drugged. It's just that we can't control people's reactions to the dosage. (I know. It's very annoying. The idea of having something around which I can't control does that.) Some people go power-hungry, others spontaneously develop accents, and a few more become vengeful and stupid. Very, very stupid...

So you all thought you'd be playing for major money on every expedition? Of course you did, because Louie let everyone try on the hat. It's all play money anyway, and now that I've gotten you used to the idea of spending it to gain passage, I'll make you all give me your accumulated 'winnings' -- heh, heh -- at the end of the season, or I won't let you go back home. It's that or get stranded in Thailand, where I believe most of the original cast is still waiting to greet you. I say 'most' because our hidden cameras haven't picked up Clay in a while and although he might just be under their pickup range, there's a good chance they've eaten him.

So how much do you love my Royal Pardon? Isn't it just so convenient that one of the officers who served under the legendary-and-completely-real Captain Steel thought to stick that in there? Wasn't that just the most cunningly obvious secret compartment ever? I call it The Chest Of Danni, and I'm not sure why. Yes, you can have immunity. Anyone can have immunity. Except for the people I say can't have it. Like the poor, because I hate them. And the captain, because I didn't say he could bid on it, now did I? No, this is the tool for the rich and despised to escape their fate, and yes, I only started thinking this way well after the third season of the show which stands a chance of being renewed. I'm beginning to have some doubts about this one. Maybe I should consider distancing myself from it. No, no one would ever do that with a show just because the ratings were weak -- right, Steven?

Cheryl? I hate lawyers. I even hate my own lawyers, although I have to do it from afar because they do such a good job, and it physically hurt me to admit that. (Someone will pay.) But other lawyers? Especially ones I cast for my shows? Are there to be hurt. It's not your fault, really. It's Stillman's fault. But I don't care whose fault it is as long as you bleed your crocodile tears, and I'm not giving you any water in secret to power them with either.

Can we get a little more blur on Nessa? Good.

Can we get a little more fabric stuffed into Louie's mouth? Too late? Do it anyway.

Maybe I'll just bask in the glow from my Royal Pardon for a bit longer. An Immunity that's strictly temporary, could be anywhere, destroys people's plans, and is almost impossible to keep... where did I ever find such a brilliant idea? Clearly the ghost of Captain Steel has been speaking to me in my sleep. He was completely real, you know. Would I give two minutes of television time to someone every week if they weren't completely real?

...more fabric for Louie's mouth. Now.