If you’ve been zapping through your tapping and it’s all been a bit of a blur or if you just fancied a reminder of what the writers got up to this time you’re in luck.
Here’s all the dialog and tasks for this act …
PS – A reminder that act 3 starts on Sunday
In this post it’s just the Act 2 Prize Track –
• The Cropfather parts 1 to 5
The Cropfather part 1:
● The Confidential (Building)
Kent Brockman: It turns out something is still illegal in Springfield, and citizens can’t get enough of the disgusting, highly addictive stuff!
Fat Tony: We run the tomacco business in this town but where is the flood of the supply coming from?
Legs: *shrugs* Who knows?
Fat Tony: That’s my point. I want YOU to know. Now go shake the trees.
Legs: Got it, boss. Can I keep any peaches that drop out?
Fat Tony: Bring the information and the peaches back to me.
• Collect Tomaccos – x 105 
• Make Fat Tony Send His Guys to Investigate – 4 hours
• Make Wise Guys Investigate Tomacco – x 2, 4 hours
Legs: Cletus, how come you’re not keeping up with the mob’s tomacco demand?
Cletus: I only gots one small plot and no amount of mule manure will increase production.
Cletus: Kwik-E-Marts got their demands too, ya know.
Louie: Squeezed by convenience cartels? We’ll see about that.
The Cropfather part 2:
● Cletus’ Corn Field (Decoration)
Legs: Come clean, Apu, where’s your tomacco supply coming from if it ain’t from us?!
Apu: Um…
Louie: Don’t make us break your legs ’cause we love doin’ that.
Legs: And you know what they say: doin’ what you love, you’ll never work a day in your life.
Legs: Now s’pose you tell us who’s supplying your tomacco?
Apu: The Convenience Store Owners Oath of Service prevents me from being truthful so…
Apu: …may I interest you in a beef jerky block instead?
Legs: Waitaminute. If your oath stops ya from bein’ truthful, is this really beef in this jerky?
Apu: Sorry. Oath of Service, remember.
• Collect Tomaccos – x 85
• Make Fat Tony Wait to Hear From His Guys – 4 hours
• Make Louie Buy an Absurd Amount of Beef Jerky – 4 hours
• Make Legs Worry About What’s in This Beef Jerky – 4 hours
• Make Apu Tell Wise Guys About…the Cropfather – 4 hours
Apu: Okay. I’m breaking the Oath so that you’re not breaking my legs. The man you seek is known only as…the Cropfather.
Louie: Whoa! That’s a cool name.
Legs: So cool. But that’s all you can tell us after we bought all your mystery meat jerky?
Apu: Okay…his name might also be Homer.
Louie: Homer? Why is that name so familiar?
The Cropfather part 3:
● Spuckler Barn (Building)
Legs: Mike Wegman…time to take a little ride.
Mike Wegman: Look, fellas…if this is about me missin’ a payment, I can explain…by RUNNING AWAY!
Louie: *grabs Mike* Easy there, horsie.
Legs: We’re only lookin’ for the tomacco “Cropfather”. All we got to go on is a name — “Homer”.
Mike Wegman: You mean Homer Simpsons — my mentor at the nuclear power plant? He’s a power-planting genius!
Legs: That explains where he’s getting all the radioactive gunk to grow tomacco!
Louie: If he’s around radiation so much, how come he doesn’t have superpowers?
Mike Wegman: Homer Simpsons has more superpowers than Superman, Spider-Man, and Patrick Mahomes combined!
• Collect Tomaccos – x 105
• Make Mike Wegman Defend Homer Simpsons – 4 hours
• Make Louie Worry That Homer Might Have Super Powers – 4 hours
• Make Legs Get Homer’s Current Whereabouts From Mike – 4 hours
• Make Fat Tony Wonder What’s Taking His Guys so Long – 4 hours
Louie: We found the guy who’s supplying all the tomacco. He’s been right under your nose.
Fat Tony: Are you insulting the bulbicity of my schnozzola?
Louie: No, boss, no!
Legs: In college, my roommate had a whole hydroponics lab set up right under our noses.
Fat Tony: Legs, you went to a post-secondary institution?
Legs: On a bocce ball scholarship.
Fat Tony: I’m impressed. As your capo, I try to encourage higher education.
Louie: I’m gettin’ outta 6th grade this year.
Fat Tony: You best hold off on your braggadocio, Louie.
The Cropfather part 4:
● Springfield Sports Palace (Building)
Fat Tony: This is the address Michael Wegman gave you for this Homer mook?
Cletus: Howdy, city fellers!
Louie: When we were here before, you didn’t tell us you knew who was supplying all the non-mob tomacco.
Cletus: You didn’t ask me no nevermind about who’s doin’ all the other growin’.
Fat Tony: What is this slackjaw saying? I don’t speak Bumpkin.
Legs: Relax, boss. I took Bumpkin for my language requirement in college.
• Collect Tomaccos – x 115
• Make Fat Tony Start to Lose His Patience – 4 hours
• Make Legs Translate Bumpkin for Fat Tony – 4 hours
• Make Cletus Explain the Tomacco Syndicate – 4 hours
Cletus: This city feller moseyed up with a buncha mud nuggets and some glowin’ green sticks, and tells the folks here ’bouts to plant ’em together and we’d be happier than a sow in slop.
Fat Tony: Legs?
Legs: Homer came here with seeds and radioactive rods and now everyone is growing tomacco for him.
Fat Tony: I don’t care how long it takes — find this mastermind called Homer!
Homer: Hey! I think my name’s Homer.
The Cropfather part 5:
● The Cropfather (Outfit for Homer)
Fat Tony: Homer, I’m impressed with how you’ve organized these hillbillies into a tomacco empire. But there’s one thing your operation is missing.
Homer: Don’t say dental plan. With all these toothless yokels I employ, the premiums would wipe me out.
Fat Tony: I’m talking about a partner. With my muscle and illicit business acumen combined with your radioactive material and network of drooling farmers, you can be more than just some guy selling highly addictive tobacco-infused vegetables.
Homer: *gasp* I could be a Godfather?!
Fat Tony: No. But you could be…the Cropfather.
• Collect Tomaccos – x 145
• Make Fat Tony Butter Homer Up – 4 hours
• Make Homer Become…the Cropfather – 4 hours
Fat Tony: So whaddaya say…Cropfather?
The Cropfather: *crying* I’ve been called Crapfather, Crudfather, Flabfather… This is the first time I’ve been any kind of father that isn’t an insult!
The Cropfather: You’ve got a deal…Tomacco Tony.
Fat Tony: Don’t do that.
The Cropfather: Sorry. I just thought you needed a cool nickname, too.
Fat Tony: I’m good with the name my dear mother gave me at birth — Fat Tony.
That wraps up Act 2, back when it’s time for Act 3.
Cletus’ Corn Field, never realised the message changes when you click on it.