And now it's Gold Star time, which is kind of weird, because there hasn't been any discussion that we've seen about who gets it, aside from the threats about not giving it to anyone. Greg stands and reminds everyone that they thought about giving it to no one, but that they don't think that's right. So they're giving it to Laurel. Who probably would have gotten one already if she hadn't been on the Council until now. Clearly, there must not have been any real dissension among the current Council, because we never got the act-out showing us the two contenders. Even Hunter, last week's runner-up, looks happy. Laurel and Jonathan hug up in front of the room, and she talks about how proud her parents will be. She goes up to the Council table for a hug, and tries to draw Greg into her group hug. Greg stays in his chair, holding out for an individual one, which he gets. He interviews, "I'm not gonna let a conversation ruin a Gold Star opportunity." Or a shouting match, as the case may be. If Greg let one of those ruin anything, there would be enough of them to ruin everything.
Laurel runs to the phone barn, Gold Star in hand. She emotionally interviews, "This is gonna be the best phone call I've ever had in my entire life." Laurel gets her ma on the phone, and breaks down. Laurel's mother asks what's wrong, and Laurel manages to say she's just happy. She pulls herself together enough to explain to her ma about the Gold Star, and of course her ma is thrilled, as anyone would be. Laurel's ma has her daughter's red hair, but a slightly different accent; Laurel isn't usually heard saying "twenty thousand dawlahs." Laurel's ma asks whether it's Bonanza City money (which, four hundred thousand buffalo nickels would buy an awful lot of root beer), and when Laurel assures her that it's not Monopoly money, her ma says, "We'll have to go to the mall." Laurel interviews that between the recognition of the town and her family's pride in her, this was the best moment of her life, and that she wouldn't care if the Gold Star were worth three cents. Not even a little?
Afterward, Laurel walks along with Greg, thanking him for the chance to talk to her parents. They hug again.
Under the closing credits, a couple of girls whose names we don't know yet dance around in the street with black parasols. Ah, youth.