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Butter Page #6
- Hey.
- Hi, honey.
Hi, Destiny.
You know...
..I think it would be best if we had
this discussion alone, just grownups.
Uh... No, no, she can stay.
OK.
- From what we can surmise, on the night of...
- Um...
Destiny, your mother
was a wonderful woman
who fell on hard times.
She was not capable
of taking care of you,
but she loved you
very much nonetheless.
We found this.
She's pretty.
Hi, Mom. It's me,
Destiny. Your daughter.
We probably haven't seen each
other since I was a baby.
I don't remember you at all.
But now that the lady gave me
your picture, I wish I did.
I don't know what you were
doing all these years,
but now that
you've gone to heaven
I just want you to know
I don't really understand it that
much, but I still forgive you.
OK. Bye.
Motherf***er!
Hi, Bob.
Come on. Come on in, just
standing there like Rain Man.
Hey.
Um... I don't think
this is gonna work.
Laura, you're gonna need an
armature for something that grand.
Then I'll build an armature.
I'm not afraid
of hard work, Bob.
Not that it matters
anymore anyway.
What do you mean?
Well, you saw
what I did back there.
My sculpture was twice as good as your
"Schindler's List" and you know it.
My cooler was 43 degrees, the
eye-forehead-ratio was perfect.
Yeah. You had all that down.
I'm not gonna lie, I'm actually kinda
surprised at how technically good you are.
- You think, Bob?
- Yeah.
But you also need
to inject some soul into it.
I'm just saying...
...not everyone can be
an artist.
You don't think
I can be an artist?
Look, I know what it is
I'm dealing with here.
I am gonna have to give
these so-called judges
the statement piece
that they're looking for.
And when they see what I have planned for
them, their jaws are gonna hit the floor.
And you are gonna
be right there,
next to my cooler,
cheering me on as dutifully
as I have you the last 15 years.
Good morning,
folks. You're listening to
KQWK broadcasting live
from Des Moines
at the Iowa State Fair.
It's 103 degrees out
on the fairgrounds,
but even hotter
in the Grand Hall
where crowds are squeezing in for
the highly anticipated rematch.
# Pump it up #
# Get out yo seats #
# Pump it up #
# You gotta move your feet #
# In the disco #
# I wanna see #
# Celebrate, celebrate #
# And let yourself go #
# Fly away, fly away #
# Fly away and
let your love go #
# Hello, good-bye #
# I'm gonna meet you
on the other side #
# Oh, yeah All right #
# Go crazy #
# Celebrate #
Hi, how are you?
# Fly away and
let your love go #
# Hello, good-bye #
# Gonna meet you
on the other side #
# Oh, yeah All right #
# Go crazy #
# Are you livin' are you livin'
Can't keep cool #
Five, four, three,
two, one!
Trowels down!
She's outdone herself.
- Oh, my! JFK!
- Thank you all for coming.
Please come back tomorrow
after church
when the judges will be viewing
these two interesting pieces
for the very first time
and will announce the winner
in Butter competition again.
Dear God, it's me.
I just want you to know,
Laura doesn't know about this.
So don't blame her. Oh, hang
on, you already know that.
Man,
you're awesome. Amen.
What the hell?
I'll see what's going on, OK?
Excuse me.
What happened?
Um, we don't know.
But she's gonna get a chance
to fix it, right?
Well, um, the judges have
already begun deliberation.
And the rules indicate that no
further adjustment can be made
once deliberation commences.
Come on, lady.
My name is Nancy
and those are the rules.
You know what?
You people are ridiculous.
I mean, it's butter.
You put it on toast.
Right? The government
gives it away for free.
Oh, oh, oh! And newsflash!
It's bad for you!
Yeah, I said it out loud.
It clogs your arteries
and it makes you fat.
And you're all gonna
die because of it!
What?
Really?
The butter police? Wow!
We've got it. We've got it under
control. We've got it.
Destiny, we'll be right back.
So now what?
I've lost, that's what.
I'd just like to say good luck.
You know, this is all I have.
You're still young and you have
and you can,
you can do anything.
And you're so beautiful.
And I know you...
Well, I know you don't
understand this...
...but this is all I have.
This is unbelievable.
For the first time I can remember
the midway is completely deserted
as everyone gathers to witness
Thousands packed the Grand Hall
to see these two contestants'
daring and radical
butter sculptures.
Now it's up to our judges
to decide once and for all
who will represent Johnson
County here at State.
Stay tuned to KQWK
for the live results
and your favorite
light hits and less talk.
May I have your
attention, please?
The judges have reached
a decision. Orval?
Thank you, Nancy. Um...
In my years judging
this competition, uh,
I've seen many things.
But only twice
have I seen true art.
The first was Bob Pickler's
brilliant "Passion of The Christ"
with Neil Diamond as Jesus.
- And the second this morning...
- Did he say Neil Diamond?
...when I laid eyes on a work
so tragic, so touching,
that it became not just butter
carving, but butter art.
And to be touched yourself, you
merely have to look right here...
...at the sad, melted face
of this unloved child.
Our winner, again, is Destiny.
Can you put me down, please?
I'd just like to say
this isn't all you have.
Aww!
You won't believe this,
but somehow my messed-up sculpture
won the State competition
that year.
The Des Moines Register called
it "an angst-ridden exploration
- of post-natal abandonment."
- Congratulations.
I told them it was just a sculpture
of my mom, but whatever.
I was just happy that I finally
found something I was good at.
I also got
a postcard from Brooke.
She wrote to say that
she was doing great
and was promoted to general
manager of Barnes & Noble.
And then, some even cooler
stuff started to happen.
Firstly, Jill finally figured
out how to do my hair.
Destiny, come on down.
You get to hear Ethan attempt
to sing Christmas carols.
- It's really awful.
- She means awesome.
OK, I'll be down in a minute.
Yes! You won't regret it.
# God rest ye merry gentlemen #
Oh, and also Miss Jill and
Mr. Ethan officially adopted me.
Which meant that was the last time I
had to unpack that stupid suitcase.
And you've probably heard
that Mrs. Pickler is
running for Governor.
The word on the street is
that the big man himself
came to her in a vision
and told her to run.
But a lot of people seem to
really like what she stands for.
Mr. Ethan says it's
because she panders
to the lowest common
something-or-other.
kinda like her.
Still, if there's even the
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