The Biggest Dreamer

In this dream, I applied for a spot on the coming up Australian version of The Biggest Loser that is for couples with John.
We got in and i was soooo happy!
On the first day of filming it became apparent that Dr Phil was hosting the show and calling the shots. And he wasn't as nice as he is on his show. He was abrupt and impatient.
All 12 couples that got in were sitting around a big round table, and Dr Phil was going over some ground rules [on camera]. I was really nervous and kept making dumb jokes that just came across as negative attitude. Dr Phil said we'd be using the old metric system instead of the new one, and i said, "Nope, i ain't using the old one." Then Dr Phil got really angry and told me we had to leave the show.
He said i wasn't serious about losing weight and it was obvious that i just didn't really want to be here. I protested and begged to stay, but John and i were escorted out and back to our motel.
The following day Dr Phil came over with a little red plastic kids car [like Little Tikes] and that was what we had to drive away from the show in. I knew that was serious.
John was okay with the whole thing, weather we were on the show or not.
Dr Phil gave me some paper work, along with his phone number, and told me that i needed to come up with a way to prove to him that I'm serious about being on the show to lose weight, and by a certain time, and then he left.
I kept trying to call him but the number kept being busy or it would ring out, and i started to panic. He only lived down the road, so when i only had a few minutes left on my deadline, i got in the little red car and started driving to his house [over our front lawn that was covered in that awful cooch grass]. But i was stopped by some plain clothed police officers before i even got out of the driveway. It was a man and a woman, and they were employed by Dr Phil to council people who were no longer on the show.
I said that i was just on my way to Dr Phil's place because i couldn't get him on the phone, but they said it was too late and our spot in the house was now gone.
I was really peeved off and they took me inside to calm me down. On the couch, they sat on either side of me and told me whatever it took to get me to forget about my interest in the show. I still really wanted to call Dr Phil, but i pretended it wasn't that important to me anymore just so the police officers would leave. But they didn't, once they thought everything had calmed down, They let their kids in the house so they could play with my kids. So then i had to wait even longer!
All the kids went out a side door of the house where there was a whole lot of cut wood that they had to play around.
By the time the families had gone home, it was dark and it had been raining. I went down to where Dr Phil's house was and there were market stalls out the front selling Biggest Loser merchandise & The contests were selling the stuff. I picked up a few things and noticed that John and i were still listed as contestants. I looked at an address book that had a pink plastic see-through cover and there were cartoon type cut outs of the contestants [sorta like the male/female cut outs on bathroom doors] and i was heaps fatter than John!
John was waiting for me down the end of the street so i walked with another [male] contestant as i walked over to him. We talked and he said that our replacement contestants had already been picked and that now there were 16 contestants instead of 12. He also said that the contestants weren't really allowed to tell us anything and that he shouldn't be talking to me. My panic had subsided and even though i was still peeved, i wasn't going to be losing sleep over it.
So i thanked him and walked over to John, who was watching some people play a game in the street. Then he took me home.