06x08 - The Wheel of Vomit

[bunniefuu]

[Chris]: Last time,
on Total Drama Island...

The teams merged and it became
every camper for themselves.

But they paired up to go
collect me some cassowary eggs.

Ripper thought he'd
won immunity,

but his egg turned
into a baby. Gross!

Speaking of gross,
Emma and Chase kissed! Ew!

After out-birding a bird,

Priya and Millie arrived
with eggs,

but only one of them
could win immunity.

Priya told Millie to take
the win and was then shocked...

when she did!

At the elimination,

Julia thought she was toast,

but Wayne and Raj
were too injured to continue,

so it was them
who left the island.

I hope no one gets hurt today.

[laughing]
My fingers were crossed!

Now let's do this,
here on Total...

Drama...

Island!

♪ Hey what's up
I'm here to slay ♪

♪ Don't know why the rest
even bother to stay ♪

♪ I know the game
And I brought the skill ♪

♪ Crushing players' dreams
Yeah, you know the drill ♪

♪ I wanna be
I wanna be ♪

♪ I wanna be famous ♪

[suspenseful music]

- Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo!
Woo-hoo! Yeah!

- What's got you all chuffed?

- Ripper, my friend,

a gentleman never
kisses and tells.

But that's exactly
what happened.

Emma and I had a humongous

make-out sesh yesterday.
[squealing softly]

- So you made out with a girl

you've already made out with
a hundred times? Big whoop.

- Whoa! Chase and Emma
used to date?!

- What?! Yeah!

Where've you been?

- Here. Before that, over there,

outside, our cabin...

[phone chiming]

[Julia gasps]

- Look at all of them.

[groaning]

- Turn down your phone!

- I've never had
this many followers before.

Ahh!

I lost all my followers

for yelling at that
ugly dinosaur,

but the crazy thing is,
I have a bunch of new ones.

I guess I'm not the only one

who's tired of pretending
to be perfect.

And now that I get
to be the real me,

everyone on this island is in
for a serious wake up call.

[yawning]

- I should get over
to breakfast.

[squishing]

So, Raj left me a present.

His mouthguard.

If you think that's bad,
wait 'til you hear the poem.

[clears throat]

Santa Claus lives in the North,

which isn't the South.

I want you to have this,
it's been in my mouth.

It's sad and adorable.

I mean, he wore this
during his games.

Out there, skating hard,

driving the net,
scoring goals--

Stop! There'll be plenty of time
for hot Raj later.

Right now, you gotta focus up
and win that million!

Let's do this!

That is super gross.

- With the time you wasted
dying this slop

different colours,
you could've just cooked us

a good breakfast!

- Yeah! Uh-uh!

Tell 'em, Millie! Kapow!

Let him have it!
Go for the knock out!

- Actually, that was it.
I was done.

- Oh... It was still
really good.

Why are you serving breakfast
anyways? Where's Chef?

- Uh...
[chuckling]

Chef is... busy.

- I've always thought
of food as... art.

Not the slop I serve the kids,
that's not even food.

But today?
[chuckling]

Today will be different.

In today's challenge,
I get to show the world

my great cooking expertise.

- What's with all the gum?

- Ugh. Trying to get rid

of the taste
of Raj's mouthguard.

[laughing]
- That is so.....

- Now what is this about?

[door opens]

- Good morning, butt knuckles!

- Watch me put her in her place.

What's wrong, Julia?
Did someone post a vid-- ahh!

- Oops! You should have moved.

[gasps]
Sorry, not sorry.

Aw, Emma. You look so tired.
Take a seat!

- Hey! Whoa!

- And you two...

Eh. Not worth it.

[sighing]
Just kidding!

- Ahh!
- Wedgie!

[relieved sigh]
Okay, that felt so good.

And if you think I just
got myself eliminated,

you're wrong.
They can't eliminate me

if I keep winning immunity.
Which I will.

See you at the challenge!
[laughing]

- So... I guess
she's full evil now?

- Looks that way.

- Oh, sorry, no I--

- No, it's cool. Are you--

- Y-Yeah, I'm okay.
Maybe we should--

- Okay, just what
in the fresh heck

is going on with you two now?

- Uh...
- I think maybe you have

some gum on you.

- Some what?

[screaming]

So all it takes is-- Ouch!

Is one little sorry...
[groaning]

...and you run right back
to that-- Ow!

...walking can of body spray?
[screaming]

Ow! Okay, good.

What is the story with Chase?

- I don't know!
I mean, I can't deny

that we were good together.

Maybe that brush with death
in the cassowary challenge

made Chase realize
what he's missing

and turned him into the modern,
mature man I deserve.

[microphone feedback]
[Chris]: Campers!

Meet me in the Dining Hall
in ten minutes.

Welcome to the Wheel of Vomit!

[cricket chirping]

In today's challenge,
you will sample

a variety of
culinary specialties.

- Wait.
If it's an eating challenge,

why do we need eye protection?

- It's called
the wheel of vomit, doorknob.

Figure it out.

- Hey!

[mocking]: Hey!

- This better be healthy food

'cause I'm super picky about
what fuels this engine.

- I'm not sure anything
on today's menu

qualifies as "food".

- Not food? Weird menu, man.

- The rules are simple:
A spin of the wheel determines

which one of these 10 meals
Chef serves next.

If you refuse to eat,
are unable to finish, or puke,

you're out!

Last camper still eating
wins immunity.

The rest of you
are up for elimination.

- I'm already so full,

but Priya's been gunning for me
ever since I used her

as a human shield, so I gotta
win immunity or I'm toast.

- I don't know about this...

- Eating gross stuff is always
part of Total Drama Island.

During my training, my parents
made me eat liver and ice cream.

Trust me, this is no big deal.

- Trust me, that is a big deal.

- And now, from the renowned
culinary institute,

La Cuillère De Caca...

- Doesn't that mean
The Poop Spoon?

- Uh, no one else
speaks Latin, nerd.

- It's the one, the only,

Chef Hatchet!

Now let's see what
our first course is.

C'mon! Big money! Big money!

[suspenseful music]

Round one!

The colour red means
you'll be eating...

old sweaty boot beef!

- I'm sorry, what?

- First, I needed some old meat,

which I found at the local dump.

Then I packed the dump
meat into one of my old boots

and baked at 425
until medium rare.

- Nope. I'm out.

- What are you doing?!

You can't just
opt out of a challenge.

Are you trying to get voted off?

- It's fine.
I'm flying under the radar here.

I'm sure I'm safe.

- And Millie walks before
the challenge even starts.

Bold move.

- How does she not understand
that decision

doesn't just affect her,
it affects our alliance!

- Huh. I'm not surprised.

Millie's not a real threat.

To win here, you have to be
mentally tough enough

to not only survive,

but to thrive in the face
of a challenge.

Observe.

[tense music]

See? It's all mind over matt--

[others screaming]

- Thar she blows!

Bowie is out.

Now does everyone see
why I made

a pretty breakfast this morning?
[chuckling]

'Cause I knew we'd be
seeing it again.

My brain was saying,
"You got this!"

Then my stomach replied,
"You do not."

- That's two down.
Who'll be next?

[sniffing]

- Ah... done!

- Done!

- Done!
- Done!

- Ugh... done!
- Do--

[stomach gurgling]
- Oh!

- Do--
- Oh!

- Do--
[gasps]

- Oh!
[exhales]

- Done.
- Wow!

A real will she, won't she,
for Emma.

But she makes it to round two,
which is...

Orange. Meaning you'll
be having...

- Nose-o buco!

Pork snout is a world
renowned delicacy.

But my special recipe uses only
pork with severe head colds.

[slurping]

- This is wicked.

Sort of like nose bacon soup.

[all slurping]

- Ugh!
- Ugh!

It is not like bacon soup!

- Ha, I think you mean
it is snot like bacon soup.

- Ah-ha. Chef? You got
another schnoz or two

back in the kitchen?
This growing boy's gotta eat.

- I'm on the chopping block

and need to win immunity.

But Zee is a human
garbage disposal.

So I'm gonna need
to get creative here.

Hey, Zee!
You see that new alien movie

called Invasion
of the Sinus Blasters?

- I'd really rather not
talk about it, if that's cool.

- Oh man, that scene
with the truckers in the diner?

And their soup turned out
to actually have a bunch

of alien eggs in it?
And then the tentacle monsters

blasted out through
their noses!

That was so gro-- Huh?

[slurping]

[gagging]

- Haha, yeah.
[chuckling]

I forgot that scene.

I guess it was pretty sweet.

- But if it didn't
gross you out,

why didn't you
wanna talk about it?

- I found the dialogue
was stilted

and the ending felt forced?

Just not one of Radovoslov's
better directorial efforts.

- Okay! Hard to believe,

but no eliminations that round.

On we go!

Yello!

Ooh! Les Croissants De Cheveux!

[Chef]: The inspiration
for this dish

came from a tiny café
I visited in Paris

where I found a hair
in my pastry.

This must be the secret
to French cuisine!

And you may notice
a juicy popping texture

in the hair filling?
Not to worry. That's just lice.

- Hey, watch this!

I'm gonna eat
the whole thing at once!

[laughing]
Mmm! Mmm!

[inhaling deeply]

- Ah... Ah...

Achoo!

Oh, no!

Touchdown!

[gagging]

[stomach gurgling]

[giggling]
- It tickles going down.

[sighs]

- This is nice.

I mean, not the eating
lice infested hair part,

but, y'know... us.

- I know, right?

I'm glad you finally apologized
for cutting my brakes.

- What? When did I do that?

- In the cave? You apologized
for causing me to crash my car,

'cause I could have been
seriously injured. Right?

- Um...
[chuckling]

No. That was a prank.

And it was awesome!

I was saying sorry
about the candy bar thing.

- What candy bar thing?!

- Uh, you know!

When I split my candy bar
in two for us?

And I dropped your half
in that dirty bird's nest.

- What?!
- Aw...

Young stupid love.

- So you're still not sorry
for cutting my brakes?!

- Why would I?!

- Argh! Chase,

you are the worst person
I've ever known!

I can't believe I have
to sit next to you

for the rest of this challenge!

- Well, maybe that won't be
much longer for you.

Banana pudding!

[stomach gurgling]
- No...

- Uh... what just happened?

[Chase]: Whitening toothpaste!

[gagging]

[panting]

- Oh, yeah?
Public drinking fountains!

[gagging]

Stepping in warm cat barf
with bare feet!

[gagging]
- I've always found

couples therapy so confusing.
- Yep.

[gagging]
- Bubble gum cough syrup!

[gagging]
- Steamed carrots!

[gagging]
- Wet mittens!

[gagging]
- Post-nasal drip.

Are... Are we...?

Are we about to make-out again?

- No! The very thought
of making out with you

makes me...
[stomach gurgling]

- Oh!
[laughing]

Nasty.

- Thinking back to Raj's
mouthguard...

Not that gross.

- Emma. Chase. You're out!

- I never wanna see you
ever again!

[crying]
- Oh, yeah?

- Well, I-I don't want
to see you again either!

Unless you want to!

- Yep. Love is a vomit
covered mystery.

Round four!

Oh! Green means
it'll be wiggle fries!

[Chef]: I once read about this
Casu Martzu stuff

that's pretty much just
cheese with maggots in it.

So, I figured it should work
with poutine too, right?

- Mmm! Aw, wiggly!

[stomach gurgling]

[gagging]

- Oh, you don't have any
maggots on your poutine.

- Oh it's cool, I don't need--

Oh...

No problem.

[stomach gurgling]

[gagging]

See? Easy as...
[stomach gurgling]

They keep...

crawling back up.
[gagging]

- Boom! Priya's out!

And then there were three.

Round five!

Cyan!

Toe jam cookies!

[Chef]: When watching TV,
I like to pick the lint

out from between my toes,
roll it into tiny ba*ls,

and flick 'em into the corner.

Anyhow, now they're
in your cookies!

- Toe jam cookies?

Ugh, this will not be easy.

- Mmm! Still warm!

Chef, dude, you are
spoiling us today!

[gagging]

- So what's in the glass?
Like, blended cinch bugs?

- Good idea! You should've
been at the pitch meeting.

Sadly, this is just milk.

[slurping]
- Oh, milk!

I've heard of this stuff.

Never tried it, though.

Always been more
of a soda guy.

Huh. Where does it come from?

- Uh, from cows?

[chuckling nervously]
- What do you mean...

"from cows"?

- Zee seems weirdly grossed out
by this "news"

so I'm gonna milk it
for all it's worth.

Yeah, cows!

You get it by squeezing
their udders.

You know, those dirty,
disgusting, pink bags

underneath them
that dangle and drag

along the filthy ground all day?

That's where milk comes from.

[stomach gurgling]

- Why would you make me
drink that?!

I can still taste the barn!

What is wrong with you people?!

- I did not see that coming.

Okay, Zee is out!

Julia and Ripper,

it's a feast-off for immunity!

Let's do this.

- You might as well back out now

and save yourself some pain,
Jock Rock.

- I am pain! Bring it.

[Chris]: Round six: moose jelly!

Round seven: seafood milkshake!

Round eight: roasted
platypus tails!

Round nine...

raccoon tartar!

Round ten: caterpillar souffle!

[air horn blowing]

It's clear you're both
determined--

[burping, farting]
...and disgusting.

But I'm getting tired,

and we're running out
of gross ingredients.

So, I've invited everyone
back to witness

this awesome tie breaker round!

- Whoa, whoa, whoa,
wait a minute.

I didn't cook that.

- A giant plate of pasta?
Big whoop!

I do this every Sunday
at my Nona's!

[gasping]

- What was that?!

- That is a 50-foot tapeworm.

[gasping]

- No! You can't!

At least my dishes
pretended to be edible!

Please, kids, do not do this!
[gagging]

It's not... worth it!

- They're right to be disgusted;
I haven't showered in days.

- In the middle of this 50-foot
tapeworm is a finish line.

First one to eat past
the line wins immunity!

Don't worry! The line was drawn
with beet juice!

We'd never make anyone eat ink,
we're not monsters.

Ready? Set...

Eat!

[slurping]

[gasping]

- Do tapeworms
come from cows too?

[gagging]

[screaming]

[soft instrumental music]

- Not only am I about
to win immunity,

I'm gonna get to kiss a girl!

Which... I've done before!
Obviously!

[air horn blowing]

- Julia wins immu--

Immu--
[gagging]

- In three, two, one...

- Grossest episode ever.

[suspenseful music]

[stomach gurgling]

- "I hope you're all
feeling better," he said, lying.

You know how this works,

but I'll regurgitate
the info again,

in case a spew of you
have forgotten.

Julia won immunity
and is the only camper

who cannot be voted off.

Who deserves it most?
That's up to you.

- Emma and Chase.

The only thing more revolting
than the food I made

for that challenge is the love
you have for each other.

- Had! Past tense!
As in, over!

- She can't be serious.

When two people vomit
all over each other like that,

it means something, man!

- Zee, nobody likes a show-off.

You may have painted
a target on your own back.

- Aw, bummer.

- Campers, it's vote time.

- I don't care about strategy.
I'm voting for Chase!

- I think some people
are getting a little

too comfortable around here.

Maybe it's time
to stir things up.

- Ripper deserves to go home,

but I'm really upset
with Millie too!

What kind of teammate just
bails on a challenge like that?

- As always, a marshmallow
means you're safe.

Julia.

Priya.

- Yes!

- Bowie.

Emma.

Zee.

The second last marshmallow
goes to...

Chase!

- Yeah!

Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo-hoo! What?!

Woo!
- Argh...

- Which leaves Ripper
and Millie.

- Well, it can't be me!

I'm not a threat to anyone!

- I voted for Millie figuring
no one else would,

just to scare her a little!

Did I just vote off
my best friend?

- The final marshmallow
goes to...

Millie.

- Seriously?!

- Yes! Woo-hoo! Yeah!

- Ripper, please follow me
to the Dock Of Shame.

- This rots!

When I got here,
I was just an awesome,

super good-looking guy
that everybody loved.

But I think I showed the world
I'm more than that.

I'm leaving here
a world record fart holder.

So...
[laughing]

You're not gonna see me crying!

I'll wait 'til I get home.

Ow! Ow! Chris!

Ow! Chris!

- There goes Ripper,
and now only seven kids

I don't like remain.

Who'll be next to go?

You'll only find out here on...

Total...

Drama...

Island!

[upbeat music]