Hunt or Be Hunted Episode Eleven: A Whole New World

High Hopes Season 2: Hunt or Be Hunted, Episode Eleven: A Whole New World

Greta: Welcome back to Hunt or Be Hunted, the second season of High Hopes. My name is Greta Francis, famous for my adorable red flowers. Of course. Tonight's episode is brought to you by Bloomchell, Oasis Spring's leading fly fishing specialist. 

Irma: Huh? Where are we? 

Devra: Go to sleep, robot. 

Irma: Sleep is for the humane. Not me. 

Irma: Where are we? This isn't the house. Devra? 

Bradley? Where are Ted and Clyde? 

Bradley: Let me sleep. Please. 

Devra: I'm a princess. I don't do life things. 

Irma: Other little peasants, listen to me. Please wake up. 

I do not like this place. 

 Devra: Shush, peasant. 

Bradley: Another year, please. 

Irma: Do you wanna build a snowman? 

Bradley: ...

Irma: ...

Devra: ...

Irma: I am afraid we have been kidnapped. Maybe not kidnapped, but we have been moved from our home. I can sense it my electronics, you know. I can feel it. 

We have been kidnapped, kids. We have been kidnapped. 

 Devra: Marsha, shut up. 

Irma: I am not Marsha. Are you dreaming? 

Bradley: Why did you force me to wake up? 

Irma: Do you not notice the surroundings? 

 Bradley: Oh, the brick walls. The new beds. Remodeling? 

Irma: No. We've been kidnapped. 

Devra: You lied to me! AHHHHHHHH. 

Bradley: What the hell is her problem? 

Devra: Oi, peasant! 

Irma: She is dreaming. 

Bradley: Are you sure? 

Irma: Not quite, but I have no doubts she is insane. 

I have no doubts that we have been kidnapped. 

Bradley: She's waking up. Look. Oooh! 

Devra: No one will speak of my horrendous nightmares. 

That horrible freak is still plaguing my memories. 

Bradley: Nobody heard anything. 

Irma: Completely wiped from my memory. No record of Devra. 

Devra: What? You deleted me! 

Irma: Who are you again? 

Devra: Oh. My name is Queen Devra Eden. I am married to the richest king in all of the lands. I live in the largest mansion in all the lands. 

Bradley: Ha, lies. 

Devra: Oh shut up, Brad. 

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Clyde: Ted, pal. Wake up. Where are we? 

Ted: *snoring* 

Clyde: Ted, get up. Ted? 

Ted: *snoring* 

Clyde: Hey, buddy, wake up. We're in some unknown location. 

I think...I think we've been kidnapped. 

Ted: *snoring* 

Clyde: Ted. Wake up. This is no time to sleep in.  

Ted: *muffled* What?  

  Clyde: Hey, you're awake! Thank goodness. 
Ted: Good morning all friends. What a pleasant day it is? New bricks? 
Clyde: This is nothing like the old house. 
Ted: You're bluffing, old friend.

 Clyde: Let's try opening the door. Shall we? 

Ted: Can I brush my teeth first? 

Clyde: We haven't even eaten yet.

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Greta: Hello once again. Tonight, our contestants will embark on a new mission. This time, instead of targeting each other, only one will target them all. The saboteur. Hiding in plain sight, this foe will compete beside and yet against the other contestants. If the saboteur wins and the team fails, each contestants will vote for who they believe is the saboteur. If the saboteur loses and the team succeeds, the saboteur won't run free. Ever. 

Kidding. 

Greta: Contestants, the doors are open....now! Come on out. 

 Joe: Hey, me first! 

Cameraman Loel: I bet that's your life motto. 

Joe: Oh shut up, Loel. Your name sucks.

Greta: Move so the important people can exit. 

Devra: Important, like Queen Devra. Aw, thank you. 

Greta: You didn't even hold the door open. 

Devra: Uhm, no one does. The doors are automatic. 

I thought you were smart. 

Irma: What...is this foreign land? Gersimany? 

Frasimce? 

Bradley: I believe we're back in Willow Springs. 

Devra: You lie, little boy. This is most certainly Newcrest. 

Clyde: We're inside a room. 

Greta: Nice of you to join us, boys. Please move over there. 

Clyde: Sorry for exiting from that side of the room, your majesty. 

Ted: No need to be snappy in the morning. 

Devra: She ain't no majesty. 

Greta: Contestants! Thank you for sitting down. You are about to compete in the first challenge of the Second Round. Today's challenge is called..."Do You Really Know Tiger?" But who is this so called Tiger, you ask? 

Bradley: Isn't he the host of Season One? 

Irma: Where is the front door of this room? 

Greta: So many questions! Ah, I couldn't possibly answer them all. 

Devra: Literally two questions. A) Yes, dearie. B) There isn't one. We were dropped in here by some crane or something. Done. 

Greta: Oh my god! Thank goodness for her. 

Devra: Please shut up. 

Greta: Anyway, a special guest will be hosting this challenge...

Greta: My sister, Chanel. Welcome back! 

Chanel: Oh my gosh, thank you! 

Psst. Don't listen to her. I'm high-hatting this game. 

Ted: My dear, it is wonderful to meet you! 

Chanel: Aww, thank you! 

Greta: Bye sis. Have fun high-hatting this game. 

Chanel: How did you hear that, sissy? 

Greta: You didn't even whisper. That was normal talking. 

Chanel: Shut up! No, seriously, shut up! 

Irma: May you please explain the challenge to soothe my mind from this current situation of kidnapping? 

Bradley: We weren't kidnapped. 

Clyde: You don't know. 

Devra: Irma's just dramatic. 

Chanel: So, like, you ask me questions- no, I ask the questions and, like, you tell me the answers. No! I give the options, and like, you choose which answer is better. The answers are, like, chosen by Tiger. Like, he was forced to answer. 

Irma: That sounds like kidnapping. 

Chanel: Oh, no, it's like totally not. He's my friend. 

Ted: Will the challenge begin soon? 
Chanel: So, like, right now! First, I need to say that Walking, like, never called me back. Like, why not? 
Greta: *voice over* Honey, you said I was more attractive than him. 
Chanel: Right. Anyway, first question! Which DC villain is Tiger's favourite? 

Chanel: Harley Quinn or Poison Ivy? 
Irma: It is obviously option B. She has red hair, like myself. She is the best choice of them all. BEEP BEEP BEEP.
Ted: Irma?  
Irma: The correct answer is Harley Quinn. Thank me later. 

Devra: I think it could be either. Honestly. 

Ted: I bet it probably is Option A, if I know Tiger correctly. 

Irma: Plus, did you catch her performance in Simiscide Squim. So good.  

Devra: Peasants? 

Devra: I am over here! Hello! Listen to me! 

Irma: Yes, how may I help you?

Devra: Oh. I actually can't help you. 

Ted: No? Any ideas on this one? 

Irma: I believe we are close to locking in the correct answer. 

Devra: Which is? 

Irma: Wait- who are you again? We have never met. 

Ted: Huh? 

Bradley: Me too. I'm clueless. 

Clyde: I don't watch Dee-See. Sorry. 

Bradley: Really? I had picked you for that type of father. 

Clyde: You had picked wrong, my friend. 

Irma: Moi is voting for Option A. Harley Quinn. 

Devra: Moi? Please don't. 

Irma: Moi ees fasheen supremodeller. 

Devra: Please, just leave me alone. 

Ted: So three of us are decided on H.Q, correct? 

Myself, the princess and Irma. 

Irma: Correct. Bradley? Clyde? Opinions? 

Bradley: What? Huh? I vote her too. 

Devra: *singing* when I think of home, I think of a place where there is love overflowing. I wish I was home; I wish I was back there. 

Chanel: ...Devra?

Devra: *singing* Yes! 

Chanel: Uh, long word for join! Hehe. 

Ted: What is Bradley's vote? He replied with 'her'?

Irma: If my calculations are correct, then the fellow red-head believes that the correct answer is indeed...Harley Quinn. 

Bradley: Lol that's wrong. 

Irma: I'm sorry, what was that? 

Bradley: You want a female villain. Harley is not a feminine name. 

Tiger: You'd find her name derives from 'harlequin', a type of jester. 

Irma: Who was that? Someone is trapped! Someone-

Bradley: Nobody is trapped. Uh, actually, we are.   

Chanel: Uh, hehe, the majority is needed to decide. Thanks sis! 

  Greta: *over the loud speaker* You're welcome! 

Clyde: Fine, I'll vote for Option A. 

 Devra: Finally, you all slow. Let's win.

Ted: The group has voted for...Option A) Harley Quinn. 

Bradley: Ivy. Ivy. Ivy. 

Irma: That is our final answer. 

Bradley: You want a real female. Ivy is female. 

Chanel: So we choose the Quinnie girl! Yay! 

Perfect choice, I loooooove her! Hehe. 

Clyde: So it is correct? 

Chanel: Hehe. 

Devra: What? 

 

Chanel: You wrong! Just like the blonde witch in that one movie!

Joaquin: Anymore information? 

Chanel: Oh my gosh! Walking! It's that girl, like she has magic! 

LET IT SNOW! 

Joaquin: Frozen? Elsa? 

Chanel: No, silly. Narnia! 

Devra: You stupid, stupid b-boy. 

Bradley: Lol, not me. I got it right. 

Devra: Oh shut up Bradley. We're losing. 

This stupid saboteur is sitting right beside me. 

Ted: Me? Why would I sabotage this mission? 

I am but a simple husband. I don't work for anyone evil. 

I am perfectly sane. 

Devra: That's what they all say....Prince Hans. You can't marry my sister. 

Ted: What? 

Devra: I said: "That's what they all say...saboteur! You can't fool me." 

Ted: I'm not the saboteur! 

 Devra: You so are! It isn't me, and it surely isn't Dumby with the Red Hair. 

Irma: Holy Christmas cake. 

Clyde: Why do you look so happy, Bradley? 

Bradley: "I told you so." 

Clyde: I was only agreeing with the group. 

You were outnumbered. 

Bradley: You were wrong. 

Ted: Are you serious blaming me? 

Devra: What? Don't get snippy. I'm not blaming you at all. 

Ted: I've got my eye on you. 

Devra: *blows a kiss* Okay! 

Chanel: It's time for Questions 2! Hehe. 

This time, the question is.....hehe. 

Bradley: Fascinating question. I'll guess-

Chanel: Hehe! Shut up, Brandon. I hadn't said the question yet! 

Bradley: I know. *sigh* 

Chanel: The question is...From the following two decades, which one would Tiger friend travel back to: 1920s or 1950s? AND WHY? Hehe, I'm kidding. 

Irma: For which part? 

Chanel: Oh, silly little junk robot! Hehe. The why part. 

Irma: Call me junk one more time, b**ch. 

Bradley: Irma! Calm down! 

Irma: I am calm. Memories of the word 'b**ch' have been removed.

Bradley: Good, because I would like to confess that the answer is definitely 1950s. Thanks. 

Clyde: That was fast. 

Irma: Irma disagrees-

Devra: Again, I have no idea. Can I maybe force this Tiger man into a conversation? To get to know him, of course. 

Ted: Devra? Honey, are you feeling right today? 

Devra: What? I'm perfectly proper, my liege. 

Ted: I am not your liege. 

Devra: What do you think the answer is, lord? 

Ted: Uh, not your lord, but maybe...1920s? 1950s? 

Irma: I agree with Bradley, actually. The 1920s is mainstream, and I do not believe the man I met last year- did I never tell you the story of how I met Tiger? Do I have time? 
Chanel: Hehe, nope! Nopey-nope! 
Irma: Anyway, 

Bradley: Thank you for agreeing, Irma. 
Clyde: I agree with you too, Bradley. This is the right answer. 
Bradley: Good job. Hehe. 
Clyde: What was that, Brad? Hehe?  

Irma: We win! We win! We win! 

Devra: No, not yet. I vote 1920s. 

Irma: You little brat. That's wrong. It'll cost us. 

Ted: I, uh.....vote 1920s too. 

Devra: As much as this kills me, the majority has voted for the 1950s.

I want to shoot them for it. 

Ted: Abstain from violence, dear. 

Devra: You just got demoted. 

Ted: What? 

Chanel: You choose that option. Hehe. The '50s? Racism! Milkshakes! Poodle skirts! Uh...Grease Lighting! Hehe. 50s thingies! Are you correct? 

Bradley: We are. I am never wrong. I know Tiger. 

Chanel: Hehe. Red light! RED LIGHT! You are incorrect! I've always wanted to scream that at people, hehe. Tiger loves the 1920s. His favourite movies include The Great Gatsby and Chicago. Hehe! 

Bradley: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! 

Clyde: Christ. Stop that. 

Chanel: I wish you filmed that, man! 

Devra: Grrr. Arr. Arr. Arr. Arr. (this is barking, btw.)

Ted: Uh, honey, are you sure you're okay? 

Devra: Look, this is all Irma's fault. She is a stupid junk robot and she forced the others to vote for her stupid idea to see us fail. SHE IS THE SABOTEUR. 

Ted: Devra. 

Devra: Irma Roboot is attempting to trick us with her mind power! She's been lying to us all this time! She's evil! 

Irma: Did you have a cold shower this morning, hon? 

Devra: I don't tell anyone about what happens in my showers, creep! 

Irma: You better shush. 

Devra: Listen, you don't want me to hurt you. 

I know that you're a robot. I can destroy you. 

Ted: Devra, calm down. Swap places with Clyde. 

Devra: No. The saboteur will be out soon anyway. 

Irma: Listen here, b**ch. I bet mommy and daddy bathe and nurse you like some little brat, but this is a competition, and you follow their rules. No grumpy cats, got it? Or I slice your face with my robot tech. 

Devra: Hey look, Bubbles! 

Bradley: Where? 

Chanel: Hehe. Two questions down! You have been incorrect both times. You are so terrible at this game. I got them all correct! Hehe. Tiger and I are friends. 

Clyde: Yeah, uh, we've never met him. 

Chanel: Yolo, that sucks. Anyway! Question Three....Would Tiger rather see Kyle last longer on Abnormality or London last longer on Zero Privacy? 

Devra: Kyle in Abnormality. 

 Chanel: Hehe, so fast! You must be fun at a party. 

Devra: I am a princess. I attend balls. 

Bradley: Lol, I bet. More like you attend to-

Devra: Shut up, Brandon! That was on purpose! 

*silence* 

 Irma: I believe...

Ted: Yes, Irma-

Irma: I vote for Kyle from Abnormality. Such a strong character. 

Defined. Open about his sexuality. Not a robot. 

Devra: All very redeeming qualities. 

Irma: As I was saying, the audience loves him. Vote: Kyle. 

Tiger: Kyle for President.

Ted: I must say, I agree. In our chat, Debby told me some interesting facts about this London woman, and she doesn't seem likable. Vote: Kyle. 

Irma: So that comes to a majority then. Boys? Any thoughts? 

Bradley: ...

Ted: Nothing? 

Clyde: *humming to himself*

Bradley: *humming to himself* 
Irma: Okay, then we will continue. Lock it in, Teddie. 
Devra: This better be green. Peasants. 
Irma: Oh it will.

Ted: Chanel Francis, we have decided on Kyle from Abnormality. 
Everyone loves a gay man. 
Devra: Uh, his sexuality doesn't define him. 
Ted: Is the answer correct or not, dear? 

Chanel: Hehe, I met Kyle West once! He was so very charming, but I don't date gay guys. I date, like, really attractive guys who like my breasts! Like, they love them! Like, look at them! Perfection! Oh, right. The answer is....

 

Chanel: GREEN LIGHT! Hehe, you got it! Kyle is correct. As much as Tiger thought London was strong, he prefers the cutie guy more. I wish Kyle had won, like, that last season he long word for joined! 

Greta: (over loud speaker) Participated in? 

Chanel: Oh em gee, yes! Thank you, sis! 

Devra: Yay! We did it! 

Clyde: Uh, I did nothing that round. 

Devra: I did! I was the best! Nobody else knew the answer! 

Clyde: Uh, that is incorrect. 

Devra: I mean, they all cheated off me. 

Ted: We did it! I am proud of you, Irma! 

Irma: Me? Proud of me? I am proud of you, Ted, sir. 

Ted: No, you are not. This has been your challenge to win. 

Irma: You mean it? Wow. 

Ted: Congratulations! We are moving forward. 

Irma: We only guessed one correctly. We still need two more at least. 

Ted: Shush. We will be able to win this now. 

Irma: If you say so, saboteur. 

Devra: *singing* Maybe this time, I'll be lucky. 

Bradley: More singing? Oh god. 

Devra: *singing* Not a loser anymore like the last time and the time before! 

Bradley: Wow, that all relates so well. 

Devra: *singing* All the odds, are, they're in my favour! Haha! 
 Chanel: Hehe. Maybe this time you'll win! Hehe. Moving on to Question Four...
Which of the following dwarfs describes Tiger the most? 
Sleepy or Happy? 
Clyde: Eeek. 

 Chanel: Hehe...reminder: if you guess incorrectly this time, you fail. All of you. Hehe! Have fun! 
Irma: That's comforting. I do not wish to lose. 
Ted: We should spend our time wisely.

Bradley: Definitely Sleepy. Hehe. 
Chanel: Hehe.  
Clyde: Guys, what do we do? I don't want to lose. 
Bradley: The answer is Sleepy. Duh.  

 Ted: I have no clue. This is such an odd question. 
Chanel: Tiger is odd, hehe. 
Ted: I am leaning towards Sleepy, yes. I can't wait to hear the thoughts of the others. 
Clyde: What do we do?

Devra: Okay, so the answer is clearly Sleepy. Clearly. Tiger is also the name of an animal, one I kept as a pet once, and they tend to sleep often. Like very often. They are sleepy cats. 
Ted: Are they not also happy? 
Devra: Mine wasn't. So no, not happy.  

 Irma: Maybe you were just a terrible owner. You did own this tiger, correct? Or was it stolen like that one ocelot? 
Devra: My father bought her from the zoo. Such a magnificent creature. 
Irma: I think that's illegal.

 Ted: Why don't you tell us the correct answer, Clyde? 
Clyde: What? Me? I don't know. Sleepy? 
Bradley: That must be correct. Let's lock it in. 
Ted: Okay, sure.

 Bradley: The answer for Question Four is....Sleepy. Are we correct? 
Hehe. 
Chanel: Stop laughing at me! Hehe. Anyway, are you correct? That is the question. 
Irma: Just tell us if we are correct. Please and thank you.

 Chanel: Hm. Are you correct? Is my friend Tiger a sleepy little sleep? Or is he a happy little hat. Hm. Lettuce find out. 
Clyde: Did you just say 'lettuce'? 
Chanel: Yes, I am funny. You are....

 Chanel: INCORRECT! RED LIGHT! You have failed...miserably! My name is Chanel Francis, goodnight! Oh wait- hehe, I'm not finished here. 
Ted: Oh brother. 
Bradley: That's it then. We failed. 
Irma: Would have been nice if you helped.

 Devra: Good game, Bradley. 
Bradley: Oh- thank you, Devra. Good game. 
Irma: What the hell is happening? 
Ted: Just smile and watch.

 Devra: Good game. *shakes hand* 
Bradley: Thank- *is electrocuted* WHAT THE-
Devra: I never liked Joceley/Bradlyn. Never did.

 Bradley: Jesus H. Christ this hurts. Do you just carry that around all day? 
Devra: I need protection. I'm an effing princess.
Irma: Makes sense. 
Ted: This has happened twice. Both when she's in no danger at all.

 Bradley: Please, just leave me alone. You already hurt Jocelyn.
Stop hurting me. 
Devra: Hurting you? A fly could hurt you. 
Bradley: No. Never.

 Devra: I'll be in this small bedroom if anyone needs me. 
Chanel: Hehe. Have fun! Sis, we lock the door now? 
Greta: *over loud speaker* No, sweetie. Not now. 
Chanel: Fine.

 Clyde: So what happens now then? 
Irma: I am not so sure. We wait. For eternity. 
Bradley: Can we maybe not? Please. 
Ted: I believe we should be voting shortly.

 Chanel: The voting will begin....after this short commercial break. 
Devra: Oh, of course! 

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 Voice: Coming to a television screen near you comes Simcle, the new release movie about twenty citizens forced to kill each other off one by one until only one victor remains. Tonight, the first sneak peek is here. Enjoy! 

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 Ayana: Hey...where are we? 
Desmond: Hey, shush. Don't move. At all. 
Ayana: Huh? What's happening? 
Dan: We don't know.

Bethany: I...I'm not supposed to be here. What the hell is happening? 
Desmond: Hey, don't move. Stay still. 
Bethany: What is this place? Let me move if I want. 
Mars: Would you like to be dead? No.  

 Jonathan: None of us know how we ended up here, but we need to trust each other. You move off your circle, you die. Got it? 
Isabella: Got it. No moving. We figure out how to escape. 
Alexander: How to escape? We can't freakin' move! No escape! 
Peanut: Wait- no, nothing.

Mars: Everyone's awake now. We start talking, introducing ourselves. 
Anyone want to start? 
Ayana: Why introduce ourselves? Will that help? 
Cody: Maybe it will bring something out. 
Bethany: Let's try it.

 Lacey: Okay, I'll start. My name is Lacey Hiatt. Maybe you recognise me from my worldwide career. 
Deon: I've seen you before. My sister likes you. Thinks your stylish. 
Lacey: I'd like to think I am, yeah. 
Steve: Hey! Girl, don't move!

 Mars: We said don't move! Listen to us! 
Dakota: Sorry-
Ayana: What happens if we move? 
*sharp, loud sound of laser* 
Samantha: Jesus. 

Bebe: Oh god. Nobody else move. If we move, we die. 
Simple as that. 
Rosina: Should we continue with the introductions then? 
Dan: Sounds like our best plan right now.  

 Isabella: More like our only plan right now. 
Jonathan: We could always step off at once. No- too stupid. 
People could pretend. Lie to us. 
Bethany: Uh, my name is Bethany. I work as a professional BMX rider. 
I'm 22.

 Ari: Okay, my name is Ari. I'm a student, and uh, I'm 18, turning 19 next month. 
Serene: Oh god. He's a teenager. Why is he here? He has a life ahead of him. 
Deon: Don't we all? My name is Deon and I'm 17. Younger than him. 
Cody: Look, we need to focus. Someone else will die soon.

 Ayana: How could we even decide? We don't know these people, let alone know who should die or not? 
Mars: Look, we don't know everyone's life story. 
Rosina: So what? We kill off anyone. 
Desmond: No, not anyone. We need a plan.

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 Chanel: Welcome back to the eleventh episode of this funny show, Hunt or Be Hunted. I'm your host, Chanel Francis, and I'm so much better than you. 
Hehe, kidding! 
Greta: *over loud speaker* Stay on topic, Chanel. 
Chanel: Okay! It is time to vote for who you believe is the saboteur. 
The contestant with the most votes will not be leaving this room. 

 Ted: Who votes first, and are we allowed to discuss this? 
Chanel: No talking about it! None! Individual! 
Ted: Gee, fine. 
Chanel: You vote first, Ted Pleasanton!

 Ted: Oh, okay. I believe the saboteur was Clyde because every time we were discussing the answer, he usually fell silent or rarely spoke. 
Chanel: Thank you, old man! Irma, you're up next! 
Ted: I'm not that old-

 Irma: I believe the saboteur was Clyde because you are the most likely target for this challenge, and based on my knowledge of this challenge, you were responsible for a large portion of sabotage. 
Clyde: What? Me? 
Chanel: Thank you, Irma robot. Braden?

 Bradley: I assume that's me. I believe the saboteur was Ted because he answered all of the questions incorrectly. Like every single time. We lost because of you, old man. 
Ted: I answered Question Three right. 
Bradley: Sure.

 Devra: My turn? I believe the saboteur was Ted because throughout this entire challenge, you tried to blame me for all your problems. When we lost, you screamed at me. Why? Why would you? Huh? 
Chanel: He never yelled at you, ugly. 
Devra: Uh. *pretends to storm away*

 Ted: Wait, may I change my vote? 
Chanel: No. 
Clyde: I guess I'm left. I believe the saboteur was Ted because there is no way I am voting for myself or causing a tie. I am sorry, old friend, but you sabotaged us. We failed.

 Chanel: Yay! Everyone voted! Hehe. Let me tally up the votes. 
*three years later* 
Hey! Woo! Look at that, 3 votes for Ted! 2 votes for Clyde! 
Irma: I believe it was the other way around. 
Chanel: No it wasn't! Ted is out! Hehe.

 Chanel: Any last words? No, okay! I-
Ted: I have last words! I enjoyed this-
Chanel: Moving on! I can now reveal the saboteur was in fact....

 Chanel: Ted Pleasanton! Hehe. He failed. He bad at this. 
Ted: It was my first attempt. Let me try again. 
Chanel: No...you're trapped! Hehe. 
Ted: I'm not good at hiding.

 Irma: I am so very sorry for voting for you, Clyde. 
I honestly believed it to be you. 
Clyde: Apology accepted. I'm sorry for voting him out. 
Irma: Oops. Irma.exe has corrupted. Apology not accepted.

Devra: Bye bye Teddy! I'll see you at the finale, where you can cheer me on! 
Bradley: More like cheer me on. I'll win. 
Devra: Hah, try me. I am the queen. 
Irma: Queen Devra? 

 Chanel: Goodbye Ted. Thank you for participating on my reality show. 
Tell my sister she's fired. Hehe, kidding. She's my new assistant!
Hehe. 
Ted: See you all at the finale. 
All: Bye Ted!

Greta: Hello again Ted. I hear you failed your mission. 
Well, that's all for tonight. Thank you for helping me drug the other contestants earlier. 
Ted: I needed to commit to my role as the saboteur. 
Greta: And I need to move everyone without them noticing. Thanks.
Ted: You're welcome, Greta.

 Chanel: I'll see you all downstairs for the next challenge. 
Hehe, I'm not kidding. I will. 
Irma: Will you? Are you actually the new host? 
Devra: Please yes. The old one lied to me. 
Chanel: Head through that door beside Bradley.

Clyde: Who's heading down first? Bradley? 
Bradley: Sure, let's go. 

Chanel: I'm Chanel Francis, and this has been the eleventh episode of High Hopes Season Two: Hunt or Be Hunted, also known as A Whole New World. Up next, a behind-the-scenes look at tonight's episode, and then, the first re-run of the fifth episode of Chanel's Reality. Goodnight. 

PS. PLEASE WATCH MY NEW T.V SHOW. It's so good! 

Love, Chanel. xo