[upbeat music]
- Are you guys sure going down
the stairs in a canoe
is the best idea?
- Yes.
Stair-canoeing is genius.
- Yeah, it's the ultimate
Squadgoals photo.
- FaceShack is gonna blow up
when we post this.
- Just be sure to get the
picture.
Come on. Alright, this
is going to be so fun.
[all groaning]
Did you get the picture?
- Well...
I got a picture.
[all groaning]
Sorry, I was busy getting a kid
out of harm's way.
- What kid?
- Me.
- A good friend would've taken
the hit, Mae.
[cell phone knocks]
- Uh-oh. I didn't get a picture
of you,
but someone else did.
- Wait, isn't that us from,
like, just a second ago?
- With the
Kramden Quads behind us.
- How did they make it look like
they're behind the counter?
- Because we're behind the
counter.
- How did they make it sound
like they're behind the counter?
[together]
Hello, Harpers.
[together]
Hello, Kramdens.
- Glad you saw our Squadgoals
post.
We hashtagged it
"kramdenyourface."
[laughter]
[mock laughter]
- Laugh it up.
- We're already at 50 knocks on
our FaceShack door.
- There is no way you're at 50.
[cell phone knocks]
- You're right, 51.
Thanks, Dicky.
- [laughs]
What?
It's a really good post.
- And we doubt
you'll ever beat it.
- Oh, we're gonna beat it.
And we also have the perfect
hashtag
that's way better than
Squadgoals.
- Oh yeah?
What is it?
- No way.
It's a secret.
You're just gonna have to wait
until we post it.
- It's Quadgoals, right?
[together]
Dicky.
- Quadgoals.
I like it.
- I'm glad we thought of it.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
Quadgoals is ours.
- Guess we'll just have to let
the internet decide.
- Fine.
Whoever gets the most likes
on their Quadgoals pic by
the end of the weekend
wins the hashtag.
- Good luck, Harpers.
[laughter]
[mock laughter]
- Sassy little munchkins.
I just want to put 'em on a
shelf and look at 'em...
and then just push 'em off.
- First they took our
commercial,
then they entered
the bobsled race,
and now the internet.
- Why are they always
challenging us and
driving us to be better?
- More importantly,
how are you going to explain
this to your parents?
- Oh, this is gonna be easy.
It's the first two that are
gonna be tough.
[upbeat music]
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na,
na, na, na, na, na ♪
[whistling]
♪ ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
- ♪ Hey! ♪
♪ One, two ♪
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
- ♪ One, two, three, four! ♪
- ♪
- Okay, the sooner we take our
Quadgoals pic,
the longer it'll be
up on FaceShack.
Which means the better chance
we'll have
of beating those Kramdens.
So any ideas?
- I got it.
We should nostril blast peas
out of our noses
at the same time.
- You don't got it.
- Kids, pack your bags.
- You're kicking us out?
- It's because of
the stair canoes, isn't it?
- What stair canoes?
- Who said "stair canoes?"
I said "share your news."
- Okay, we're all going to visit
your Aunt Jackie on her farm.
- Really?
We're allowed back?
- I thought she banned us
because of
the whole quilt incident.
- It was an afghan.
- It was a throw.
- Kinda not the point.
- Yeah, you kids completely
ruined Aunt Jackie's entry into
the county fair.
- That's not how I remember it.
- Wow,
cool blanket thing.
- It's a quilt.
- No, it's an afghan.
- It's a throw.
- Blanket thing.
- Afghan, afghan, afghan.
- Throw, throw, throw.
- Afghan, afghan.
- Blanket thing, blanket thing.
- Nooo.
You completely ruined my entry
into the county fair.
[whimpers]
- Huh,
that is how I remember it.
- It's been seven years.
Why would she
lift the ban now?
- Yeah, does she trust us again?
- No, I'm pretty sure she just
doesn't like making
the drive down here.
It stresses her out.
- Everything stresses her out.
- Yeah, like when
people talk about her
out of the sides of their mouth.
- Well, here's something out of
the front of my mouth.
She's a nut job,
Anne.
- No, honey, she's just--
she's just fun-loving.
- Yeah, a fun-loving nut.
- Well, I'm excited
to get up there.
- Yeah, Aunt Jackie's farm is
the perfect place to take
the ultimate Quadgoals pic.
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I promised Aunt Jackie that
you guys would behave.
Hey, this is important to me.
I really miss going up there,
so no shenanigans.
- We don't participate in
shenanigans.
- Ooh, we could tip a cow
for our pic.
- Shenanigan.
- Or mud wrestle a pig.
- Shenanigan.
- Ooh, llama race.
- Well, Aunt Jackie
doesn't have llamas,
but if she did, shenanigan.
- No llamas?
What kind of farm is this?
- It's a dairy farm.
- Well, nut job or not,
your Aunt Jackie's got
a great back porch, and I can't
wait to get up there
and smell that
fresh dairy air.
[upbeat music]
Breathe it in, kids.
[inhales]
Ahh, you can't smell that
at home.
- Yeah, because we flush.
- Annie.
- Oh, Jackie!
- Thanks for finally letting us
back on the farm, Aunt Jackie.
- Yeah, this is awesome.
- And we just wanted to say
we're really sorry
about the whole--
- Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
It's all in the past.
I didn't win that year.
Or the year after that.
Or the year
after that year.
Or any year after that year.
But this...
this is my year.
And I have got something,
as you kids say,
"cool" to show you.
Come on.
- Nut.
- Fun-loving.
- You kids inspired
my newest passion
and latest entry
into the county fair,
my niece and nephews in butter.
- Wow.
That's...that...
wow.
- I would've gone with "why?"
- Yeah.
- Think of these butter
sculptures
as a symbol of my forgiveness.
- Who knew butter could look so
lifelike?
- Yeah, it's so realistic.
- And they'll stay that way
thanks to this magic cooling
box.
- She knows it's
called an air conditi--
- Leave it alone.
- Well, I have to say, Jackie,
I'm really impressed.
- Oh, well, now we both have
Quads, Annie.
Maybe Mommy will finally see us
as equals.
- Okay, speaking of equals,
this equals an awesome
Quadgoals pic.
- No!
I'm sorry, kids.
I'm sorry.
What I meant to say was, no!
I don't want any photographs
getting out
ahead of the judging.
[all groaning]
- So where'd you get
all that butter?
- Well, I make it
the old-fashioned way.
I milk old Carol over there, and
then I churn the butter myself.
Turns out it's a great
stress-reliever.
Churn, churn, churn.
And I am a little bit tense,
you know,
this being my year and all.
Churn, churn, churn.
I need this win.
[together]
Okay.
- We're just gonna go and get
settled in our rooms.
- Okay.
- Well,
I know how I want to settle in.
With a nice little porch nap.
- So when do we sneak
back into the barn
and get the butter sculpture
picture?
- We don't.
- We don't?
But that's what we do.
- Not this time.
Remember,
no shenanigans?
We're just gonna have to find
something even better than
butter heads to beat
those Kramdens.
- [laughs]
Chickens are funny.
- That's it.
We can take a picture
with it laying an egg.
- Look at its legs.
They're
like chicken legs.
- Even better, I could cook an
omelet, and you guys can hold
the chicken over the pan
and act surprised.
- Yeah, it'll look like
the chicken laid
a fully cooked omelet.
- Ooh, and then can hashtag it
"omlettin' you have it,
Kramdens."
- Yes.
- Look at the little wiggly
thing under her chin,
like Grandma.
I wonder if she'll let
me play with it,
like Grandma.
Come on.
- We should help him.
- But...not right away.
- Ahh-ahh-ahh!
[chicken clucking]
Help!
She's faster than Grandma.
- Okay, now.
- Yeah.
- Come on, get it, get it,
get it.
- Got it, got it, got it.
- Here, chicky, chicky, chicky.
Ohh.
- Wait. Wait.
We're never going to catch it
like this.
We have to think
like a chicken.
- Not a problem.
[clucking]
[all clucking]
- Aww, you kids keep
getting more and more
like your father each year.
Now, why are you riling up
my chickens?
- Well, the truth is,
is we're just trying to take
a cool picture of life
on the farm.
- Oh, well, in that case,
I've got just the thing.
Come on.
[upbeat twangy music]
♪ ♪
Sorry we only had three baby
goats, Dicky.
- I'm good.
- Everybody say "goat cheese."
- No, don't say "goat cheese."
The goats hate that.
- Well, then what should we say?
- I'm just kidding.
You can say "goat cheese."
The goats don't
understand English.
Only cows understand English,
right, Carol?
Don't make me look stupid in
front of these people, Carol.
[cow lowing]
Okay, picture time.
- Everybody say "cuckoo."
[together]
Cuckoo.
- Aww, that's cute.
- Yes,
best Quadgoals pic ever.
As soon as we post this,
the Kram...
uh, guys,
there's no cell service here.
This is bad.
- Baaaad.
- Goat gets it.
- Oh, no, that's wasn't
the goat.
That was meeee.
I was just agreeing with you,
because cell service around here
is more rare than me winning
something at the county fair.
I need this win.
- And so do we.
♪ ♪
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- [snoring]
- So have you guys had any luck
finding a signal?
- No, we checked everywhere.
- This place is confusing.
I got lost in the corn maze, the
cabbage maze, the grass maze...
- None of those were mazes.
- Dang it.
Aunt Jackie's right.
There is no signal.
- Well, I'm off...
to the contest!
- Nut!
- Oh, fun-loving!
Oh, hey.
- I'm gonna be touring
the other contestants' farms
with the judges to look at
their butter sculptures.
And then my house is last,
so we'll be back here
later today.
- Oh, good luck.
- Thanks.
You'll make sure
the kids behave,
and you know I need
this win, right?
- Oh, yes, of course.
Ow, ow.
We won't let them
out of our sight.
- Okay.
- Just look at them over there.
No shenanigans in
that bunch.
Good luck.
- Ohh...
[speaking gibberish]
- Ahh.
- It's shenanigan time.
Okay, as soon as Mom
and Dad fall back asleep,
I'm going into town to go post
that Quadgoals pic.
- To town?
It'll take you forever
to walk there.
- Who said anything
about walkin'?
- Nicky just said it.
- Don't ruin my moment.
Who said anything
about walkin'?
- Seriously.
Nicky just said it.
[upbeat music]
- What if Mom and Dad see you?
- I think we're good.
- Are you sure you know how to
drive that thing?
- How hard can it be?
[engine turning over]
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,
whoa.
- Pretty hard, apparently.
- We should help her.
- But not right away.
- Ahh!
Ahh!
[dog barking]
- She keeps going in circles.
- Ahh!
- I think she needs directions
to town.
It's that way!
- Where's the brake?
Ahh!
- Oh, no. Dawn just ran over
that extension cord.
- And it's wrapping around her.
- Guys, a little help?
- No thanks.
We've need to find out where
that cord came from.
- I wonder what that cord
was plugged into?
- I said, "A little help."
- Oh, sure.
Your shoe's untied.
- What?
Whoa!
Wow.
That actually worked.
- Uh, guys.
I think I found what that cord
was plugged into.
- The magic cooling box.
- It's not blowing.
There's no magic.
- The sculpture's are gonna
melt.
- Don't worry.
I can just plug the cord
back in.
Now we might have a problem.
- We need to get another
extension cord fast.
Look.
I already have a butter tear.
- Don't worry.
I mean, how fast can butter
melt?
Come on.
Come on!
How fast can butter melt?
- What are we going to do?
- I got something that will
help.
What?
Can't let all this butter
go to waste.
Mmm.
My butter lump tastes good.
[upbeat music]
- ♪ Oh, oh, oh, oh ♪
[upbeat music]
- Okay, Mom and Dad are still
asleep.
- [sighs]
What are we gonna do?
This is a disaster.
- I know, now we'll never be
able to post
our Quadgoals picture.
- No, Aunt Jackie needs
this win.
So we've got to fix the
sculptures before she gets back
with the judges.
- How?
None of us can sculpt.
- Maybe I can.
I mean, I did take a pottery
class last summer.
I can just use some of this
butter and see what I can do.
In the meantime, you guys get
more butter.
- Where are we gonna get enough
butter to fix this?
[cow lowing]
- Quiet down, Carol.
We're trying to think where we
can get butter.
Now, where does butter come
from?
[cow lowing]
Carol!
- All right, so what do we do?
- We, uh, we grab one.
Just like shaking
hands with an old lady.
An old lady with one gross,
boneless finger.
It's oozing.
- Ohh, oozing?
I'm in.
Yeah, this feels right.
- Come on, Nicky.
Grab an old lady finger.
[cow lowing]
- I think they're beautiful,
Carol.
- Uh, guys, I took a stab at it.
[together]
Ahh!
- Stab it!
- I thought you said
you could sculpt.
- I didn't say I could sculpt.
I said I
took a pottery class.
- What does that have to do
with sculpting?
- Clearly nothing.
How are we going to sculpt all
of this butter to look
exactly like our faces?
- Who said we have to sculpt it?
- Dawn just did.
Am I the only one
who listens?
[upbeat music]
♪ ♪
- Okay, in here you'll
find my sculptures
for this year's fair,
my niece and nephews
in butter.
Where are your kids?
I want to show the judges
how realistic this is.
- I'm sure
they'll be here in a sec.
They're around.
We know because
we were totally awake
the whole time you
were gone.
- I'm gonna stall the judges.
Before you meet the butter,
let's meet the udder.
- Where are the kids?
She needs this win, Tom.
She'll gonna lose it.
- I thought you said
she was fun-loving.
- She's a nut.
[fly buzzing]
- Hey.
Did Butter Dawn
just wiggle her nose?
- I don't know, but she just
opened her eyes.
- Stop opening your eyes.
both: Ahh!
- We mean
- both: Ahh...
- It looks just like
our real kids.
- Who are still not here.
- Heh-heh-heh.
- Ahh...
- What the heck
are you kids doing?
- The details aren't important.
All you need to know is that we
ruined another one
of Aunt Jackie's entries.
- And this was your way of
fixing it?
- Should we just tell
Aunt Jackie the truth?
[laughter]
- No, no, no, no, no, no.
Absolutely not.
She needs this win.
- Just shut your eyes
and be better butter.
- And that leads us to
my masterpiece.
- It only takes a quick glance
to see that this is a winner.
- Oh, no, no,
really feast your eyes on it.
Really soak it in.
- Well, this is the most
realistic butter sculpture
we've ever seen.
This one even appeared
to...weep.
We have our winner.
- Ohh, yes.
I so needed this win.
In your face,
ladies.
You too, Rusty.
Oh, let's get one with Carol.
- Guys, we did it.
Just one more picture.
- Okay, Carol, picture time.
This time, don't
make the duck face.
- Ahhh!
[together]
Ahh!
both: Ahh.
- Ahh!
- Sorry, Jackie, but as you
know,
dipping children in butter is
a definite disqualification.
I'd be surprised if
this is even butter at all.
Mmm.
Actually, it is butter,
some of the best I've ever had.
You may have lost the ribbon for
your sculpture,
but you deserve one
for best home-churned butter.
First prize goes to you.
- Ohh, yes.
I am a winner.
In your faces.
Oh, I'm so excited.
I can't wait to tell Mom.
If only I had cell service.
I hate this farm.
Out of my way, Rusty.
- Oh, excuse me.
Do you think you could email us
that picture?
- Yeah, we need it
for something.
[together]
Harpers.
[together]
Kramdens.
- Well, it looks like you win
the Quadgoals hashtag.
- Yes!
In your adorable little faces.
- We so needed this win.
- I guess you can use
the hashtag too.
- Yes!
Our adorable little faces
win again.
[laughter]
[mock laughter]
[together]
Kramdens.
- ♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
♪ Na, na, na, na, na, na ♪
[whistling]
♪ ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪
- ♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah ♪
♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
- ♪ Yeah! ♪