[opening theme plays]
[chicken clucks]
[Gramma] Look alive, family!
Tomorrow is Tilly's comin'-of-age
Cornoration ceremony,
and I want it to be perfect!
Wow. Tilly's Cornoration.
My little girl is growin' up so fast!
Almost makes me wanna cry. [chuckles]
[sobs]
I said look alive, Bill, not like a blubbering baby!
I'm puttin' you two in charge of decorations.
Think you're up to the task?
You better believe it. After all...
[both] we're divorced but still a team!
Y'all gotta stop doin' that.
Cricket! Remy!
I, don't know what y'all are doing over there...
but you two are on photo duty!
[grunts, spits] You got it, Gramma!
Remington-Green photography
will immortalize all your Cornoration memories!
This is a classic "no one told Remy anything" situation,
because, uh, everyone keeps saying "Cornoration,"
but don't you mean "Coronation"?
No, Remy, Corn -oration!
One of the most sacred traditions we have!
Where a young country girl is ushered into society
as a country woman
by performing the time-honored rituals of her ancestors.
And tomorrow, it'll be Tilly's turn.
[Tilly] Did someone say "Tilly's turn"?!
Who's ready to get corned?!
Tilly's comin' in red hot!
That's my sister! I know her!
I have been encased in a cocoon
and tomorrow I emerge a big lady butterfly!
I love the enthusiasm, Tilly.
But we won't be needing any of this stuff.
Whyever not?
Because Cornorations ain't about us.
All this stuff will distract-- Ugh.
It'll distract folks from what the ceremony's really about,
which is honoring tradition.
Come on, I'll show you what I mean.
Check. Check. And... check.
This is lighting department to camera department--
Eagle One is on the move and we're go for rehearsal.
What was that, Cricket?
Eagle One is on the move!
- What?! - Turn around!
Eagle One is on the move!
Film Tilly and Gramma!
I thought I was Eagle One.
No, you're Falcon Three!
- Stop yelling at me. - [groans]
Just get a shot of them at the gazebra!
Now, Tilly. I wanna make sure you fully understand
how serious your Cornoration is.
It all starts here...
with the sacred Green family artifacts
contained in this chest.
It first belonged to your great great great great grandmother...
Elisheba Green.
Wow. I can't wait to join the ranks
of our Green family ancestors!
Yes! That's good to hear!
Now first thing's first...
You'll be wearing the same
traditional Cornoration dress
like every Green woman before you did.
While I do love a good puffy dress,
I was actually up all night
deciding what to wear for the ceremony.
And I chose...
This snazzy tracksuit!
Oh... a tracksuit.
How... flashy!
I really wanted to go big. It is my Cornoration after all,
That it is, but, uh...
Let's move on to the next artifact, shall we?
The ceremonial ear of corn.
Shucking it symbolizes your emergence
from a youthful husk
into country society.
What a lovely metaphor.
Ooh! But hear me out, nothing says emergence
like an explosion of popcorn!
And the best part is,
it'll make a delightful snack afterwards.
Oh! interesting...
[Gramma] Popcorn at a Cornoration?! Is she nuts?!
So, well, now don't forget
you've got the whole Green Woman's Oath to recite.
It contains generations of wisdom from your ancestors.
Actually, I was thinking...
instead of just repeating what's already written,
I should do my own speech! In the form of spoken word.
In the form of what now?
Meta-- morpha-- sis.
I am-- a chrysa-- lis.
Tilly, I've just about had it--
Butterflies-- are neato!
Put cheese-- in my-- burrito!
It's like a metaphor for my daughter--
- Bill, keep it together! - She's a butterfly she's flying off...
- Get it get it get it! - Got it got it got it!
Of course, during the real thing,
I'll be on roller skates.
[growls] Moving on...
the last and most important ritual
is being bestowed with the Cornoration Corn Crown--
Not sure if that'll fit over my helmet.
Safety first.
[groans]
Tilly, your ideas are very unique,
but they don't have any place in a Cornoration! Look!
When I was your age, I didn't get to do what I wanted either!
because that's how traditions are!
That doesn't sound very Tilly-like.
I think I'd like to do things my own way.
Now if you'll excuse me, I gotta wrangle
all those butterflies. [grunts]
Well, there goes seven generations
of family tradition down the drain!
[sighs] What would great-great- gramma Elisheba say right now?
Hmm. What would she say...?
I'm ready!
Oh, Gramma, I was thinkin',
we can make you a matching tracksuit, too!
Eh, sure, sweetie.
And maybe an interpretive dance- off?
- Go to sleep. - Wow. I'm so excited,
- I don't think I'll be able to sleep at all. - Yes, you will!
- Gramma's tucking you in, sweetie. - [grunts] Gramma!
- [snores] - And she's out.
[menacing laugh]
Time to kick my plan into gear.
[thunder crashes]
Ahh! Now...
[snoring]
[gasps] Who's there?!
It is I, the ghost of Elisheba Green!
A ghost?! What a lovely surprise.
Eh-- no. Ain't you scared?!
Oh no, I'm honored. It's been ages
since I've communed with the afterlife.
Right, okay. Well, I'm here to tell you off!
Tilly Green, you're disgracing your ancestors!
I'm what? How?!
By changing all the traditions of your Cornoration!
The butterflies, the tracksuits!
You're makin' us roll in our graves!
Oh, my gosh! I had no idea!
I wanna make my ancestors proud,
not roll in their graves.
My dear incorporeal ancestor,
I promise to do things the traditional way.
Whew! What a relief!
Well, back to the sweet peace of death.
[sighs] It was nice chatting with ya.
You disgrace us tomorrow,
and you'll bring ruin on the family...
[indistinct chatter]
[grunts]
- [grunts] - [both exclaim]
Hey, babe, they got that corn juice here!
And the corn-to-punch ratio is perfect.
- [whistles] - [grunts]
How's the lighting, Wayne?
- [eyes crinkle] - It's good.
Looking good so far...
If everything went according to plan last night,
this Cornoration will be perfectly traditional.
My fellow countryfolk!
Thank you all for attending
my granddaughter's Cornoration today.
And now without further adieu,
Tilly Green, please step forward.
- [organ music plays] - [Tilly grunts]
[nervous chuckle]
We are here to witness the sacred rite of passage,
whereby my granddaughter
shall receiveher country crown
and join the ranks of all the noble country women
- who've come before her. - [muffled whimpering]
And now begins the shucking of the ceremonial corn!
This corn shalt symbolize a girl coming of age!
- Like a cob ready to emerge... - This isn't what Tilly planned.
- Where's all the popcorn? - Maybe she's nervous?
And now, a reading from the sacred text.
"I am but a Green betwi- betwixt woman and child.
With this sacred oath, I, a Green,
shall become but a kernel, a corn, a maize..."
Cricket, I'm in position two and waiting for the butterflies.
But why isn't she doing the butterflies? Over.
This is Cricket, also in position two. I dunno.
This lighting equipment is way more reflective than I realized.
"And yon Green shucks the eighth stalk..."
I like tradition, but this is way too stiff.
The only thing good about this party
is the delicious corn juice!
[gulps]
This isn't the poem she practiced earlier.
Poor girl looks miserable up there!
[woman] Why'd she change everything?
[grumbles] Because it was time for her
to fall in line, that's why!
Cornorations ain't about doin' whatever you want!
They're about doin' the exact same thing,
over and over again!
Doesn't matter if your name is Alice
and you want to add a simple boxing match
to your Cornoration, but noooo!
A Cornoration is too traditional for all that!
[both] Oh, there it is.
My granddaughter is gettin' properly Cornorated
once and for all!
Everyone look at her!
Just look at... her...
[sighs] Oh, this ain't right.
Tilly, I thought the only way to make our ancestors happy
was to do a Cornoration by the book.
But that's what Cornorations are about, right? Traditions?
Yeah, but tradition don't mean squat
if we forget why we do 'em in the first place.
I don't think it'd make our ancestors happy
to see you this way.
It certainly doesn't make me happy.
I was so caught up in the ceremonies and rituals
that I forgot today's supposed to be a celebration of you .
You're tough, clever, and like doing things your way.
You may not follow traditions,
but you're the best of what the Green women aspire to be.
And dangit, I couldn't be more proud of who you've become.
[all] Aww!
And just a single tear I need.
How you holdin' up, Nance?
[whimpers, sobs]
Some folks just don't know how to keep it together.
Now, how are we gonna turn this Cornoration
into Tilly's Cornoration?
Hmm...
Tilly Corn-nado!
- [popping] - [gasps]
Popcorn is a metaphor for womanhood!
[cheering]
That's my sister! I know her!
- Yeah! Woo-hoo! - Let the celebration commence!
[dance music]
Come on, everybody!
[happy chatter]
[gasps] Get that get that get that!
The talent portion!
[vocalizing]
[grunts]
- It's avant-garde. - [whistling]
And finally, may I present for the first time,
the new country woman!
[cheering]
Now, I take wing!
Woo-hoo!
[Gramma] The future of the Green women never looked brighter.