[ He moves his arm as if to say that if he had a hand, he'd be using it to scrub at his face. As it is, he's going to keep his hand on the wheel to make sure nothing moves it without them choosing.]

What I mean to say is: there's no proper choice. Because if we make one, our host there will just decide that judging a certain way might be more amusing to them.

[ He looks at Peter and, oddly enough, he's really trying to be a bit gentle here.]

I'm saying... it's going to use what it knows not to be fair... but to hurt us more. So don't wrack your brain tryin' to find the right thing to offer.

If you give a little, it'll punish you... but it means that other person had to give more.

If you give a lot, it'll punish them.

[ He glances up at the sky again. ]

And I think I figured out one piece of it:

[ Back to the other two.]

...each of us has to spin the wheel at least once. Both sides, I'd bet.