https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wTjluDp2OdM
The camera opens up on the local Boys & Girls club where a gang of the Little Fargo Future Leaders club is working out together. Jack is sitting on the bench press bench as the kids gather around him like muppets on the muppet show.
Jack Fargo: You see I looked into the eyes of that big stinky giant and I knew I could beat him. You know what I mean? I knew I could take him down because of all the time I’ve spent in this gym. You put the work in, and good things happen. That’s the lesson. No matter how big, how ugly, how scary if you work at it you can overcome it.
Club Kid: We knew you could do it!
Fargo: Waayyyyyyy back in history there was a farmer from Texas named Clev. He wanted to be big and strong, so while working on the ranch he spotted a little calf named Jefa. He started lifting Jefa over his head again and again. You know what happened next?
Club Kid: He got stronger?
Fargo: That’s right he noticed his arms getting bigger, and as the cow got heavier his strength increased. Soon he was the strongest man in all of Texas. It’s an important lesson on always adding weight to get stronger because you know what happened once the cow stopped getting bigger?
Club Kid: Clev had a nice steak!
All the kids laugh as Jack mildly chuckles too.
Fargo: I guess so ha ha ha. But yea, he didn’t get any stronger because the weight didn’t increase which is why we run a system here so you can take down your own life giants. Another good lesson in the story is while he was lifting Jefa, sometimes the cow would poo or pee on him.
The kids all yell “ewww”.
Fargo: This is why we shower and clean ourselves after a hard workout. A lesson my current opponent could use. Gordy Lovett needs a shower. A cleansing. A deep cleaning. A dentist. A nutritionist. A psychologist. An English teacher. He needs a lot of things but all l I can offer him is a beating which he needs most, although beatings seem pretty common in his fleeting career. He is a good example of a bad man fooled by a svengoolie controlling him with sweet nothings in his ear.
Club Kid: He talks funny.
Fargo: We don’t judge a man by the cut of his jib, you know what I mean? You don’t judge a man by the drawl of his speech, but yes ignorance permaties Mr. Lovett in his presentation to the world. I am an Olympic medalist who has sacrificed his life to be excellent. An example I put forth to all the Little Fargo Club members. Mr. Lovett is a loudmouth with a loud lady who walks into a bar looking to get drunk and beats on a bunch of locals and thinks he’s somebody. A Bully in a blackhat terrorizing people lesser than him. You know what I mean? Mr. Lovett your “gutteral hollars” and threats of brutality are as phony as the anthem you come out to. “A Country Boy Can Survive”? A song written and sung by the son of pop music’s first star. A child who grew up a millionaire his entire life playing a character to the dolts and huckleberries like yourself singing along to a false prophet of the everyman. My music is sung by Mr. John Prine who was not a child of great means. He served our country in the army before taking a job as a postman. He worked hard at his craft of being a singer songwriter before finally making it. Never the top star but always a voice for the working class because he was the working class. Not a drunken, self entitled rich boy like Hank Williams Jr. Vile. You can show me your fists, you can stink up an arena with your foul stench, you can puff your chest forward like a cock trying to impress a hen, you can have your svengoolie make egregious demands but Mr. Lovett, what you can’t do is beat an Olympic athlete. A real world’s champion on a global stage.
Fargo smiles.
Fargo: Oh but if you would like to insure some of those barn animals…feel free to give my pops a call.
Jack gets back to lifting heavy iron as the kids spot him.