John is a modern, progressive kind of guy - and he’s running a modern, progressive kind of farm. His finances though are rather in dire straits, so when a major cross-denominational Christian organisation comes to him wanting to make a large purchase (but only if he’s a God-fearing Christian farmer)...well, he’s willing to go along with it, for the sake of saving his business. He even manages to rope in a friend to play his daughter, pigtails and crucifix and all.

This extra little detail pays off, too: when the prospective new client purports to have found a better deal elsewhere, it’s Sarah’s impassioned “teenage” outburst that wins them back. But there’s a cost, and it must be paid by Sarah’s bare backside - which is how she winds up kicking and wriggling in pain over Mrs. Cheever’s lap.