Man (1): That's quite a lamb you have there, sir.

Man (1): Only trouble is, it's black.

Man (1): Kind of put you a lamb in a class by himself.

Man (1): Oh, get out the way, old and patch,

Man (1): eat little old and patch, get out the way, old and patch, get, get out the way.

Man (1): I'm not trying to be funny.

Man (1): Hey, folks, this lamb is in a class by himself.

Man (1): It's what you do with what you got that counts.

Man (1): This little lamb is a champion in every sense of the word.

Man (1): Therefore, it is the unanimous decision of your judging committee

Man (1): that there be awarded the breeder a special prize.

Man (1): A special blue ribbon for merit to Jeremiah Kincaid.

Man (1): Congratulations, Mr. Kimcaid.

Man (1): O'Re! Mr. Kincaid!

Man (2): Yeah, you got a ring, hem, jeez everything for that.

Man (2): And some little old lambs that weren't even born yet.

Man (2): But suddenly I heard a sound from over in the far corner of the pen.

Man (2): Something seemed to be moving in the shadows over there.

Man (2): There was another baby lamb, and he wasn't white like lambs were supposed to be.

Man (2): He was black all over.

Woman (3): Oh, well, I know the nature of these black sheep.

Man (2): And I had traded in my dream of a champion racehorse for no count.

Man (2): little black lamb.

Man (2): But I had a funny feeling that something good was going to come of it.

Man (2): That little black lamb had happened along just at that particular time for a reason.

Man (2): And that's the way to turn out.

Woman (3): Well, now, if this ain't a fine how to do.