In which our heroes adjust their sunhats, put on their blue denim overalls and start chewing on some wheat to go water them there horses. It’s back breaking labour as we all tend to our own quaint little farm while Jackson extolls the virtues of the humble dungfarmer, Zoe once again proves her dominance by crushing the competition at human farming, and Duscher just wants to know what in the hell Babe was doing in the big city anyway. But none of it matters because it all comes down to a farmyard rumble of epic proportions. It's a dusty, stinky, agricultural battle of wits, and only one beast can be crowned king. After all, some animals are more equal than others.