Inside: USA

Previously on Inside.

Alissa, please go to the Elimination Zone.

Bitches.

- Aisha. - Yes.

You must figure out who chose you.

I'm gonna say Bre.

Bre, please go to the Elimination Zone.

Being targeted by Bre makes me feel like I would choose her,

just for my own game, obviously.

-I'm not saying Bre's name. -I'm not voting Bre.

I can't vote Alissa.

If we have a tie,

you will have three minutes to come to a decision on who to eliminate.

After three minutes, we will start taking money from the prize fund.

We need to vote now. What's really going on? Come on.

I have nothing personal against Bre.

She just doesn't like me.

I feel like I relate to Bre.

I think me and Bre are similar, and we're very blunt.

And I think she just says shit straight up.

If you have more of a sensitive reaction to shit,

sometimes it feels like, "Oh, Bre's being mean."

I'm not offended or think she's mean.

I think of it, in the standpoint of, like, gameplay purposes,

I know I'd be the first person she puts the target on if it's girls left.

- How do you know? -Just had that opportunity.

-I don't believe that. - I don't.

I don't think Bre's like that. You need to trust what we're saying.

She's not out to get you. She's not bad-mouthing you.

Her versus Alissa, I would trust Alissa way more.

-Why? -Me and Alissa have gotten closer here.

-I've built a way stronger bond with her. - But it's a game.

- It is a game. -You're here for yourself.

-One winner. - Yeah.

She could have chosen you, she chose me, so we don't know who our target is.

There's also that.

An obvious choice if my button was pressed.

We also still don't know who chose Alissa either.

It has now been two minutes.

We'll vote again.

I'm standing by Alissa.

Alissa.

Alissa.

I did not wanna budge, but when they said that we'll start losing money

if we don't come to an agreement, I knew I'd have to just sway my vote over.

-Sydney, who are you voting for? -Well, the decision's already been made.

Um, I guess Alissa.

I don't want to have to do that.

-I don't either. -It's fine.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm not mad. I'm just disappointed.

Like, I genuinely did not see this coming.

Alissa, you have now been eliminated.

-You will not be leaving immediately. -Okay.

I think that if they hadn't started to take money from the prize pot

and limit us on time,

that we would have never came to a conclusion.

You can all go back inside.

The money going down was something that we do have to look out for,

so we had to agree on Alissa.

Phew. That was intense.

Can we talk?

- Yeah, you've gotta relax on that. -I know.

Like, obviously nothing personal to you.

It was obvious that if I picked her, she's going to fucking know it's me, so...

I know, but...

-Who picked me? -You have to understand why I feel like...

You should. I'm saying if I have to pick somebody who I'm closer to,

it's going to be these two and she's gone, so you and I have only started talking,

so that makes sense.

However, what we're not going to do is go around, act like I'm bullying you.

- I was not. -'Cause literally...

But to hear from someone, "I don't like you as a person..."

- I didn't say I don't like you. -She didn't say she doesn't like you.

Not as a person, but like, you don't like me.

-I said I don't vibe with you. -That's attacking me.

No, it's not.

I did have a feeling if it came down to it that Bre would be coming for me,

only because out of all the girls, I'm the one that she least likes.

So if it were up to her in her position, I feel like I'd be the one targeted.

That's here nor there, but who picked me?

Who did? I didn't pick you.

I'm getting called out for everything,

so now you know at least one thing that wasn't me.

It was not me.

-No. -Oh, that's sneaky.

-I put it on God that was not me. - That's crazy.

Yeah, this whole swearing on lives and shit is crazy for me.

One mistake, one slip up, and we're gonna know who took Alissa out.

So watch your backs.

What are you thinking?

Alissa thought it was me, so like that hurt my feelings.

Do you think it was Aisha?

Who voted me out?

I think it's Sydney.

-Aren't you close to Sydney, though? -I don't think she would.

I think whoever voted for Alissa is close to Alissa.

Why not just say you voted for her? She's already going home.

Like, what's gonna happen?

Alissa's 85 pounds soaking wet. She's not gonna beat nobody up.

Like, what do you have to be scared of unless you were Alissa's friend?

-It wasn't... It wasn't us. -It wasn't us.

I mean, it wasn't Aisha.

I don't think she would.

If I don't tell the girls it was me,

the secret is it's going to take the attention away,

and then every girl in the group is going to think, "Well, who is it?"

Genius, right? It is absolute genius.

I'm gonna start making alliances with the boys.

Sorry. If that's gonna help my game plan...

-I know. -'Cause I can't trust two of the girls.

That says enough. Gives me enough to be like, "I'm not with the girls."

I can't be.

I feel like you and I are very much on the same boat. And that's it.

I feel I'm close to Ekin, so I don't know if she's with us or with, like, Fannita.

All I'm going to say is, I know Sydney isn't a threat to me.

I know Ekin isn't a threat to me.

So everyone else is kind of my target, personally.

- Honestly. -

Girl group is a good idea, but at the end of the day...

I know for a fact that if you and I were to align with some of the guys,

they would be so in.

I say let's do it.

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

Take a seat anywhere you'd like.

Welcome to Lights Out.

This is Lights Out.

Each contestant will have their eyes and ears covered.

Each round, one Insider will be selected to remove their blindfold and headset.

The selected Insider must now pick another contestant to eliminate

by pressing the red button next to them.

The select Insider will return to their seat,

and when they remove their covers,

a red light will reveal the chosen Insider.

That Insider must now try to figure out who has turned on their red light

in order to remain in the game.

Now, let's play Lights Out.

Please...

Please put on your headset and blindfolds.

All right, Zach, you must figure out who chose you.

You may start questioning everybody.

Take your time.

Sketch?

I wouldn't cross you.

Promise?

Your hand's shaking, brother.

- -Max?

No, not me. I'll tell you why it wouldn't be me.

If I chose you, I know that you would then come to question me,

and obviously, you would be looking for somebody who you might be closest to.

So it would make sense that I would pick you,

because then you would not assume that it was me.

Yeah, that's what I'm thinking. You'd be the least person I would pick.

Yeah.

So that's why it's a good game plan for you.

It's not me.

Mark, do you want me gone?

It wasn't me, man.

Can I... Can I ask why?

I'm the closest to you.

I feel like you might feel me shuffling around or something.

I don't know.

Do you think I would think it was you?

I don't think so, no.

D-wight, Unc?

You probably think it's me, don't you?

What's so sad is I know it's one of you, and I don't think it's any of you.

I told you, I'd sit on the sword myself.

But you can't.

-I know. - Okay.

I wouldn't choose you.

I wouldn't choose you.

Zach.

Decision.

Who do you think chose you?

I guess Dwight.

Is that your final answer?

Yeah.

Zach, you are...

correct.

It's all right.