Last time, on Total Drama Island. The Killer Bass finally dodged their pathetic losing streak against the Screaming Gophers. There were bruises, tears, risky moves and dangerous alliances. And in the end, it was Noah the "Know-it-all" who didn't see it coming. This week, another challenge will send one more camper on a cruise to Loserville. Population: Four! Who will sink and who will stay afloat? Find out right now, on Total Drama Island! Okay! This is so way beyond bad. I'm out of fake tanner already! Woah! That's tragic Lindsay. Now, I have to actually like, sun tan. In the sun! Do you realize how shriveled and wrinkly that can make your skin? Oh, you totally do! Alright Campers! Enough beauty sleep. Time to show us what you're made of! Are we gonna see a musical? I love musicals! Especially the ones with singing and dancing. Gwen! Saved you a seat! Thanks. Welcome to our brand new deluxe state of the art, outdoor amphitheater. Okay. This weeks challenge is a summer-camp favourite. A Talent Contest! Yes! Awesome! Each team has 8 hours to pick the three most talented campers. These three will represent them in the show tonight! Sing, dance, juggle! Anything goes! As long as it's legal! You'll be judged by a resident, talent scout, former Dj, Vj and Rap Legend... Grand Master Chef! Who will show is approval via, The Chef-O-Meter! The team that loses will send one camper home tonight! Good luck. Okay! I'm the Team Captain, so here's how it's going to work. Wait. Who said you were Team Captain? She did! Just now. Lindsay, Beth and I took a vote and I won! Threatening them to vote for you, isn't exactly democratic! Hey! Snagged you and extra muffin. Trent. You're cool with me leading this project, aren't you? Right on. Go for it. Good. Beth, Lindsay and I will be the judges. Ugh, whatever. Are you gonna audition? Doubtful. You should be in this though. I heard you the other night, by the dock. You're really good. *burping the alphabet* Yes! That was excellent man! Ugh! Well you're not gonna do that in this contest, that's disgusting. Do you know how hard it is to burp the entire alphabet in one go? I can also do Beethoven's fifth. (All together) No! Where are you going? Anywhere, that's not here. Man, that is week. *all clapping* Thank you. Ugh hum. Oh. I vote for Heather to be in the Contest. I second that! Guys, that's so sweet! Okay, so I guess I'm in. Why doesn't everyone take five? I need you to do something. Can you keep a secret? Oh my gosh. Definitely. My sister got diarrhea once on a date and I had to bring her toilet paper, because the restaurant was all out And she was stuck in the bathroom and I've never told a soul. Oops. Sorry Paula. Gwen's up to something serious. I want you to follow her and report back to me. Serious? Yeah, seriously boring. Wooo, that's not boring. Fine. Sign him up. Next. Me! I can stand on my hands for 20 minutes. Watch. Okay. That'd be cute if you were a monkey. I just don't think it's quite what we're looking for. Next! Next! Lindsay come in! What did you find out? Over. Lindsay, where are you? Uhhh, on my way back, under. Well. I guess it's Geoff, Dj's ribbon thing and your solo. I'm gonna be on TV, man! You're already on TV, Geoff. Oh, yeah! Hello there dudes! I call this The Dance of the Rattle Snake! Look into my eyes, what do you see? She's good! Are you sure this is safe? It's okay. I've been practicing! I kind of missed the catching class... Uh, guys. The bush is on fire. Okay... So I think it's me, Trent and Justin. Any objections? What you got there? A journal? Beat it. Ohhh I get it! Yeah, It's private, huh? I'm down with that, yeah. It's cool bra. What part of "Beat it" don't you understand? What are you? Some kind of freak? You just smell... really... pretty. It's just soap. I won't even ask. Look! The first hook-up of the season. Oh yeah, we're going at it, big time. I need a swim, just to cool off. Gwen, wait up! I'll come with you. Sure. I mean, whatever. You. Stay here. We've got a diary to find. So, can you really stand on your hands for 20 minutes? Wanna bet that I can't? Oh, you're on. I'll take a piece of that action! Yeah, that's like virtually impossible. Empty up. Okay. Twenty minutes, starting... Now! Oh crap! You! You killed my violin! I didn't mean to. There must be something we can do. You stand guard. And remember, if you see Gwen coming, warn me! Okay! Sometimes, I just need to get away from everyone here, you know? I mean, it's like their all driving me crazy! Well... Almost all of them. Canon ballllllll!! Argh! I hate this place! Nice going guys. Yeahhh, nice goin'. Ugh, okay. If I were a secret diary, where would I be stached? Hey Gwen. Gwen! It's you! Hi! What are you doing here, outside the cabin? Gwen! Trying to get into the cabin. Oh... You're trying to get into the cabin! That's very interesting! Wait! Stay here. We can get tans together! And you could totally use one! Yes! She is so dead! Are you gonna move, or do I have to throw you out of my way? You can try, but I have martial arts training! Okay, you can go in! Look! Gwen's back! Hey Gwen. Did you have a good swim? What is going on in here? Nothing. Just resting before the big show. Are you always so paranoid? Yeah, really. Okay. I know I'm not as good as you are at the violin, but I can do this! Bridgette... To bad about the accident. I guess you're going to get your fifteen seconds of fame after all, huh. What is that supposed to mean? Oh, nothing. No one would sabotage their own teammate. Unless they maybe feel threatened. Hey! Maybe that's how you go for sufferate, but the Killer Bass have more class than that. We're a team! Well. I guess you'll go down as a team too! Oh and easy on the chips, you don't wanna sink that surfboard of yours, do you? What a bunch of losers. It's so easy, it's almost not fun. Almost. It's the TDI ... extravaganza. Welcome to the very first Camp Wawanakwa Talent Contest! Where six campers will show case their mad skills And desperately try not to humiliate themselves. First up for the Screaming Gophers is Justin! *cheering* There are two syllables for hot: Jus and Tin. Man that guy is just so hot, I could kiss him! Because he's a good teammate! Why'd I say that? Okay, I don't know what that was, but... Dannnnnng! You've got some moves Dude! First up for The Killer Bass... Make some noise for the big guy... Dj! Dainty and yet masculine. Let's see what Grand Master Chef thinks. Not much. So, with 2 down and 4 ax to go, it's the Screaming Gophers screaming ahead. Next on deck, Trent! Take it away, my bro. This one goes out to someone special, here at Camp. They say that we only got summer, and I say that's really a bummer. But we'll swim in the sun and have lots of fun, It'll just be the two of us. Nothing to do, just hang. So let me say only this, Let's stick around For just one kiss. Nice work! I'm liking you're style dude! And so does Grand Master Chef! Alright, quit hug in my light buddy. Three down and three to go and The Killer Bass are totally sucking so far. Let's hear it, for Bridgette! Are you sure you can do this? Ohh, definitely! No, I'm-I'm great! Really! I'm hit! I'M HIT! Hey! Puke on your own boyfriend! On your own what, Lindsay. I didn't say boyfriend! Clean up in aisle 3, 4, 5 and 6. In the mean time, we'll take a short brake to hose the joint down. Going home won't be so bad. I- I- Could always work at the surf shack. Welcome back to the TDI total extravaganza! Welcome back! Okay, so in a strange turn of events, Bridgette's chunk flowing fest registered 2 thumbs up, by Grand Master Chef! But, it's not enough to pull ahead of the Screaming Gophers who hold the lead with Trent's love song. So, without further delay. Here she is for the leaders, Heather. Originally, I was going to dance for you. But instead, I want to celebrate team spirit with a collaboration. She wouldn't. So, with words by Gwen, performance by me. Enjoy. Okay, so I'm trying to ignore him, but he's just so cute! If they had customs ordered a guy to be a distraction for me, here... It would've been McHotty. We just totally connect, he's pretty much the only person I can relate to here And I know it's a cliché, but I love guys who play guitar! Wait, I don't play guitar. Thank you. That was so mean. Seriously. Well then, it's down to the final act of the night. Can Geoff and his rads stunts turn it around? I seriously doubt it. Let's find out! Woah! That kind of wrecks the ride. Now, what? We have to send someone out there, or we're gonna lose this. Katie and Sadie are covered in barf. Well, that only leaves: Tyler, Duncan or Harold. We already know Tyler sucks. What can Duncan do, again? Carve a picture of his own scull into a tree. What are we going to do? Just go for it Harold! What do you've got to lose? *beatboxing* Woah! That was amazing! Wicked beatboxing dude! Check it out! Grand Master Chef has declared his winner. Even though they held the lead, the Screaming Gophers have been trembled by the Killer Bass! And has for the Screaming Gophers, pick you're favourite loser. And I'll see you at the bond fire. People thought I was mean to Gwen. Whatever. All I needed was 4 votes against Justin. Lindsay and Beth were easy. Izzy's just crazy and Owen, piece of cake! *laughing* Piece of cake! Kuddos to you all for an incredible night of entertainment. Music, drama, barfing. There is only one marshmallow left, on this plate. Justin, you reminded us all that looks matter a lot. And Heather, you're full of suprises. But reading another chick's diary to the whole world, man that is wack! No kidding, that's really messed up dude. Oh please, just give me my marshmallow already. Justin, I personally think this is very wrong, but tonight, hotness just wasn't enough. The last marshmallow goes to... Heather. Time to catch the boat of losers, bra. Later, bra. If that evil little cow, thinks she's getting away with this, She has another thing coming. Did you say you brought a red ant farm with you? Yes! Sweet dreams everyone! *laughing*
