Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 1, Episode 10 - Hairdos & Holidays - full transcript

Harley Wilkes was your father.
He left you his practice.

You're the mayor? Lavon Hayes.

- George Tucker.
This why you stopped our little frolic?

You have googly eyes
for golden boy George?

Zoe Hart has flipped
some New York switch in you.

You're not the same person anymore.

We are at your engagement party.
- You know how difficult this is.

- Difficult never stopped me.
This needs to stop.

What do you want from me? I'm trying
to move on and you won't let me.

Really?
Even Christmas has to be Dixie?

We honor every holiday
in our own BlueBell way.



Santa's sleigh with a gun rack?

Maybe he hunts deer.
It's a noble hobby.

Yeah, which ones?

Donner? Blitzen? Rudolph.

No, no. Rudolph's nose lights up.

It makes him too easy to track,
it's unsportsmanlike.

- Okay, I'll have them take it down.
- Oh!

- Oh, what?
- Rose and Frederick Dean.

Maybe he dumped Magnolia Breeland,
he's asking her out.

You find it a little odd how invested
you are in the love lives of 14-year-olds?

Ahem.
- Okay, here we go.

- So?
- No.

- Oh. Then, what?
- We were just talking about school.

Frederick's still totally into Magnolia.
I'm still just the flat-chested nobody...



...who gives him answers
to our homework.

Are you crazy, Rose? No, no.

You get back out there,
you give him hell.

- Winners never quit.
- Okay.

No guts, no glory.

What?
I spent half my life in a locker room.

Look, I'm sorry, Rose. That sucks.

Worst part is that everyone knows
Magnolia is a shoo-in...

...to win Miss Cinnamon Cider Pageant.
Whole town will love with her too.

But I'm on the drama club
tech crew...

...so I get to help build the stage
she's gonna win on.

Merry freaking Christmas.

Never say die, Rose.

- Okay, stop.
- That's all I got.

So I wrapped up the Maliska case
yesterday.

Oh, that's excellent. Ah. Oh.

Magnolia still needs gloves.
We need to rethink her accessories.

The one I was defending
who was falsely accused of tax fraud?

Of course we still need hair, nails.

Think we should drive to Mobile
for her hair or stay local?

Mobile obviously will do a better job...

...but sitting across the salon from her
competition would psych them out.

I lost the case.
Judge gave the guy the chair.

- That's a shame.
- I know.

Wait, what?

Honey, I'm so sorry.

This time of year is just so crazy
for me.

I have to help Magnolia win the pageant,
like I did.

That means
that my workload is doubled now.

Speaking of which, when is the tree
going to be delivered for town square?

Wade's guy is gonna deliver it.

I can't believe I let you talk me...

...into letting Wade provide
the most important decoration.

Baby, I promise, you are gonna get
a beautiful 18-foot Douglas fir.

Just like you wanted.

Even Wade Kinsella is too scared of you
this time of year to screw that up, okay?

Hey, George.
- Hey.

- I thought we were going shoe shopping?
- We absolutely are.

Shoe shopping. Sounds like fun.

Okay, baby.
Please try and remember...

...the holidays
are supposed to be about joy.

Okay, have a good day.

Thanks for taking me shopping.

But you've got a lot going on...

...so you can just give me the money
to go alone, I won't mind.

I'm sure you wouldn't,
but our family legacy is at stake.

Plus, I wanna be there with you
every step of the way.

- Just like Mama was for me, okay?
- Okay.

What if I forget how the dance goes?

You've gone over that dance
so many times...

...you've worn out the rug.

Oh. Just be your radiant self
and trust me...

...you will win
that Miss Cinnamon Cider Pageant.

- Like you did when you were my age.
- Just like.

Here.

For good luck.

Hmm. You are gonna wow those judges
and carry on our family legacy.

A few scrapes and bumps come with
the territory of rhythmic gymnastics.

I guess.
Never been to that territory.

Since it's a sprain, you're gonna have
to stay off your ankle for two days.

Two days? Oh, no.
She's performing in tomorrow's pageant.

I'm sorry, I'm sure every pageant
has one injury victim. You're it.

She was practicing gluing
on her false eyelashes. For the pageant?

Well, now all the boys think
she's winking at them.

And let's just say I have seen
some texts on her cell phone...

...that I wish I could unsee.

In my day, regular batons were enough,
but now everyone wants flaming.

Four hours of yodeling practice
every day and now laryngitis.

Can you fix her?

Are you sure you want me to?

This tree is the centerpiece of Lemon's
town square decorations, I promised-

And I promised you.

For you to doubt me
that I'll come through...

...that hurts my feelings.

Lemon doesn't get that tree soon,
your feelings are the last thing...

...you should be worried about.

- Terrifying.
- I'm just saying.

- Hey.
- Hey.

- Hi.
- Hi.

It is 80 degrees out there.
The elves are melting.

I miss New York.

I bet you do.
Especially this time of year.

The tree at Rockefeller Center,
smell of chestnuts roasting in the air.

Yeah. I guess I'm making
new holiday traditions.

Like sweating
through three pairs of underwear.

Mm-hm. That happened.

Hey, listen,
I've been meaning to ask you.

I have this case
and there's a medical issue involved.

And I was wondering
if you might want to help me...

- ... with some of the research.
- Really?

I mean, it would be like
an unpaid consultant type of thing.

And I wouldn't want it to interfere
with your work hours.

We could do it
after your office closes.

- Only a couple of nights.
- I could swing that.

- Really? Great.
- Mm-hm.

How's Tuesday night sound?

I promise you we will have the best
takeout that Fancie's has to offer.

Tuesday sounds great.

There you are, my love.

- What are you talking about?
Ahem.

Zoe's gonna help me out with that
malpractice suit I was telling you about.

That's fantastic news.

Anyway, I went shopping
for Magnolia's pageant shoes.

I found wonderful options.

But the best part is I found a dress
for our rehearsal dinner.

- Isn't this the cutest thing?
Yeah.

- Right?
- Yeah.

Oh, I'm so sorry.
This must be torture for you...

- ... me talking about my wedding.
- Torture? No.

The accent is kind of a
fingernails-on-the-chalkboard thing, but-

I just wanna let you know...

...it does not make you
any less of a woman...

...that you yourself
have no wedding plans or a boyfriend...

...or even the prospect of one.

That little doctoring job you have
can keep you busy for years to come.

And we have a great tradition
of dignified spinsters here.

Lemon.

George, Lemon, a pleasure as always.

Rose.

Put down the hammer. It's time
someone showed those Breeland girls...

- ... there are other people that matter.
- I agree.

Because you are an incredible girl.

Every bit as deserving of
Frederick Dean's attention as Magnolia.

And what better way to get it...

...than by winning the
Miss Cinnamon Cider Beauty Pageant.

Come on, we've got work to do.

Beauty pageant contestants
are judged on their dress and their hair.

I don't wanna go all pageant-y, okay?
I wanna wear my hair like this.

And wear something comfortable
so it's easy for me to clog.

- I'm sorry, clog?
Mm-hm.

For my talent. Clog dancing.

I brought other stuff
if you wanna see what else I can do.

Yeah, let's see that.

And clogging it is.

I don't think other contestants
will clog dance.

I hope not.

I mean,
to keep Rose's competitive edge.

Rose, let's take a break...

...and we will talk about it over lunch,
okay?

She has 10 talents,
each one worse than the one before.

ROSE
Silent night

Holy night

All is calm

All is bright

- Uh-oh.
- "Silent Night"?

Holy crap, you can sing.

- She has got the voice of an angel.
- Mm-hm.

- Say "ah. "
- Ahhh.

She won't sing in public.

I have begged and pleaded,
but she's too scared.

I'm hoping with my coaching,
clog dance will be enough to win.

Only if by "coaching"
you mean you're gonna bribe the judges.

Susie, you have bronchitis.

I'm gonna write a prescription
and send you home to bed.

Oh, no can do,
it's my busiest time of the year.

So many little pageant heads to coif,
been booked for months.

But listen, if you want...

...I can try to squeeze Rose in
for an appointment tomorrow.

I could make her hair look...

...like a three-tiered
chocolate sponge cake...

...but that pageant is still gonna be won
by Magnolia Breeland, right?

Katie Lynn just texted me
the funniest news.

Rose Hattenbarger is entering
the Miss Cinnamon Cider Pageant.

- Wonder who gave her the idea.
- Dr. Hart is coaching her.

- Oh, so Zoe Hart is helping her?
- I guess.

Okay, let's see,
there are three judges, right?

- Uh-huh.
- Delia Ann we know will vote for you.

Dash DeWitt.

He and Zoe share that same perverse
obsession with New York City.

- He might be harder to get on our team.
- That leaves the mayor.

The mayor.

- Excuse me, darling.
- Okay.

Lavon?

- Yeah.
- I understand...

...Zoe is helping Rose
with the pageant.

Yeah, I caught that little item
on CNN too.

I know that you two are friends...

...and I assume a smart man like you
will be objective in judging the pageant.

I assume a smart woman like you
wouldn't try to flirt...

...with one of the judges...

- ... to influence his decision.
- Flirt?

- I don't know what you're insinuating-
- Lemon...

...I will vote
for whomever I think is the best girl.

I resent you using our history
to try to change that.

I was doing no such-

You are an arrogant ass.

- Well, you are a manipulative li-
- Don't.

Don't you dare.

I do not care who elected you...

...this is not the way
the Nativity should look.

If you stop shouting for one minute,
I could help you with your problem.

My problem, Mr. Mayor...

...is that a raccoon broke into
the manger in the middle of the night...

...and ate the arm of baby Jesus.

- As if he didn't suffer enough.
- We can fix that.

Point is your new administration is
dropping the ball on matters of security.

Security?

Ma'am, I am the mayor, okay?
Not the raccoon catcher.

Right there is the reason
why no one I know voted for you.

You don't know
where your priorities should be.

If you'll excuse me...

...I've to papier-mach? an arm back
onto our savior.

You do what you have to do.

I mean, I was trying to help and-

Miss Breeland?

Let's go, big dog. Come on.

Okay, good. Good.

I got your call. Tell me this emergency
has nothing to do with a tree.

So I got the tree and-

It's a Doug fir, just like you wanted.

- Great.
- Well, it's not exactly to specification.

George, I swear to God,
I told the guy 18 feet.

But maybe he's got that number disease
where you hear-

- There is no disease like that, Wade.
- There could be.

Oh, God. I promised Lemon
a huge Christmas tree for town square.

This is- She's gonna freak out.

I've got another connection. This guy,
he's got tons of trees. Big ones.

You can see them from space.

So just come by later with your truck
and we'll go get one.

- You know who'd love this tree?
- Charlie Brown is a cartoon character.

You're probably right.

I tell you, Ashley...

...the South is dead.

It's dead.

The Yankees and carpetbaggers got it.

And there's nothing left for us.

Oh, Ashley.

That's good enough for now, Magnolia.

Don't want you to get stale.

It's in the bag.

Hey, Frederick.

Oh. Hey, Rose. She's great, isn't she?

Oh, Magnolia's a born actress.

Oh, guess what. I was going through
Dash DeWitt's video history.

Gone with the Wind
is his favorite movie.

Magnolia, that was awesome.

As good as Katherine Heigl.

- Let me get you a beverage.
- Okay.

Oh. Rose Hattenbarger.

Get your own contest.

And your own boyfriend. Mm-hm.

Bye.

Frederick doesn't want me.
He never will.

I don't know why
I'm in this competition.

I'm never gonna win.

Another chicken popper, Dash?

Now, you've already let me eat
most of them.

I'm helping my friend Rose Hattenbarger
with the beauty pageant.

We were just saying how generous
of you to volunteer to be a judge...

...giving up your valuable time,
doing whatever it is that you do.

I'll let you in on a little secret,
I'm a sucker for a girl in a sparkly dress.

- Is that right?
- Mm-hm.

Which would explain
why I saw La Cage Aux Folles 16 times.

- I'm sure.
- Mm-hm.

It just so happens
my mother is a publicist.

And one of her clients
is Bernadette Peters.

I love, love, love me some Bernadette.

Next time you're in New York,
maybe my mom can arrange...

- ... for a backstage visit with Miss Peters.
- Doctor Hart...

...if I didn't know any better,
I'd say you're trying to bribe me...

- ... into voting for your friend Rose.
- Bribe? No.

Well, I'm sorry,
but I cannot be bought.

Good day.

Rose, it's Zoe.

Start picturing yourself
doing the clog dance number...

...in a sparkly dress.

Wade, these are the woods.
You said this was a Christmas tree farm.

No, I implied it was.

These woods belong to the dad
of a girl I used to-

Be cozy with.
He and I became buddies.

He's not gonna give a damn
if we take one of his trees.

You wanna talk to me about this?

No, it's Lemon's, put it back.

Okay, so who is this girl
that you used to be cozy with?

Name was Stella. Owns a bait shop.

- No one special.
- That goes without saying, doesn't it?

I mean, jeez, Wade,
you have been with a lot of women.

I mean, there was Tina the stripper-
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the exotic dancer.

No, my friend, Tina was a stripper.

Vicki Carter, Diane Knox,
the Hollis twins.

They were twins?
I thought I was just really drunk.

I think you've been
with every single woman in this town.

You've been with the same one
for the last billion years.

And now your truck
is her cosmetics case.

- So whose life is better, I ask you.
- Oh, I get it, Wade.

You think you're having a good time,
having a lot of fun.

You ever thought of just finding
a nice girl and actually settling down?

What is this, the Oprah show?
Look, do me a favor.

Pull the truck over...

- ... and let's chop down a tree.
- Fine.

Maybe that was your lipstick.

I went to the dress shop.
They were all out of Rose's size.

Dotty told me
that you bought them all.

- I wanted Magnolia to have choices.
- Well, guess what.

I'm so glad you bought
those dresses.

Because I have this hot little Chlo? in
my closet with Rose's name all over it.

The pageant legacy
of the perfect Southern Breeland girls...

...ends this year.

Rose, forget clog dancing,
you're gonna have to sing.

George, are you-?

What is that noise?

- Babe, babe, I'm in the car.
- Hey.

No, that's just some idiot
on a motorcycle.

No, babe, look. Look, I'm gonna have
to call you back, okay?

Hey. Check it out.
- All right, love you.

Hi, George.

I know that I agreed not to call you...

...while you're working up there
in New York.

I'm in the middle of a settlement.
Is this urgent...

...or can I call you back?

Yes, sure.

- Bye.
- I'm really sorry.

I'll call you later, okay? I love you.

Excuse me, Miss Breeland?

Miss Breeland, you all right?

I'm fine.

I'm fine.

I know we barely know each other...

...but sometimes it's easier
to talk to a stranger.

So you're upset...

...because the critic didn't like the
Daphne theater company's revival...

- ... of A Doll's House?
- The doll in that photo is my mother.

She left us 12 years ago.

She said she wanted to pursue
her career as an actress.

She never came back.

All this time, I thought
maybe her dreams had come true.

Because why else
wouldn't you contact your husband?

But it turns out
that she's 30 miles away.

And not once
did she bother to contact us.

Not once.

I'm sorry.

That is awful.

She is awful.

Well, I'm never gonna think
about that woman for the rest of my life.

I know that things may seem confusing
and wrong...

...but she was your mother.

You can't not think about her.

She had this way of making me feel...

...like I was the most important thing
in the whole world.

And I loved her so much.

She used to call me her little angel.

Miss Breeland, I'm so sorry.

Well, I do have to hand it to you.
The tree is pretty awesome.

Yeah, well, don't thank me,
thank Stella from the bait shop.

See, my friend, playing the field
does have its benefits.

I'll take your word for it.

Yeah, well, Lemon's gonna be-

Evening, sheriff.
There seem to be a problem?

Oh, yeah, there's a big problem.

- Should've known it was you, Kinsella.
- Oh, hey there, Mr. Reese.

How's Stella doing?

Just fine.

Ever since I said if you ever saw
her again, I'd shoot you dead.

Okay, maybe her dad
didn't exactly love me.

You're under arrest.

I'm thinking about running.

Do not run.

Right. Okay, you got it.

That's good right there.

- Get some more off the truck there.
You know what? I've got...

I'm sorry about losing my temper
earlier.

You were right.

I might have been flirting.
I shouldn't have.

I shouldn't have reacted that way.

I know how charged this time of year is
for you emotionally.

Have you told your daddy...

...or anyone about what you found out
about your mama last year?

I prefer not to think about it.

If I do, I'll just remember the woman
I spent my whole life looking up to...

...is a coward and a liar.

We can't pretend to understand what
makes people do what they do.

But shame can be a hard thing.

I mean,
she left her family to be a big star.

Maybe she doesn't know
how to face you.

Well, that's her loss, isn't it?

Yeah, it is.

Lemon, I'm here
if you ever need to talk about it.

Thank you.

You always know what to say.

Let Earth receive her king

You forgot again.

"Receive," right?

Like you are the Earth
receiving its king.

Receive her king
Let ev-

You really think I should sing
a Christmas carol?

Dash DeWitt is the swing vote, okay.

Magnolia is doing a monologue
from Gone with the Wind.

Which apparently
Dash just loves, loves, loves.

He loves, loves show tunes too.
Why don't I sing a show tune?

We're already skating on thin ice with
the sparkly dress. Let's go over it again.

But this time I want some emotion.

The Yankees and carpetbaggers
have got it...

...and there's nothing left for us.

Oh, Ashley.

Tears? Where are the tears?

- I don't know how to get tears.
- Well, then pull a nose hair.

Magnolia, come on.

You can hit that note if you try.

Her king

- Yes!
- No!

Scarlett would never have her arms
down by her side.

Like this, okay?

Her arms would be out here...

...like the delicate wings of a bird.
Now, do it like that!

Exactly like that. Like you want them
to hear you in the next county.

- Do you think we could take a break?
- Sure.

We can take a fiver.
We can talk about your hair.

- How are you going to do it?
- Just like this.

Why? What do you think?

- You never saw The Transporter?
- No.

- What about Transporter 2?
- No.

- What about Transporter 3-?
- Wade.

It has been a long night.

I am tired.
I do not feel like talking right now.

For the millionth time, George,
I'm sorry, okay?

For what, specifically, Wade?
Is it getting me a baby Christmas tree?

Lying about being buds
with the guy whose tree we ripped off?

- Hey.
- Oh, no, no, no.

Sorry for mouthing off to the sheriff...

- ... making him deny us our bail.
- That sheriff was a righteous dick.

You need to stop, please.

I think he violated some kind of law
by taking away our phones.

- I should've been able to call my lawyer.
- Your lawyer was hanging onto a tree...

- ... you tricked him into stealing.
- I mean, God, Wade.

You never cease to amaze me.

Because your immaturity
knows no bounds.

Oh, I'm sorry, because you're perfect,
aren't you, golden boy?

No, wait. I recall you shooting yourself
in the damn leg with a crossbow.

And I seem to recall I was in the process
of saving your stupid life.

- Good thing you were there.
- You're right it was.

Over at Zoe Hart's house, at midnight,
just the two of you.

Yeah, that's a long story.

Oh.

Oh, you know what? That's nice.
Because I love stories.

Gentlemen, you can call someone
to pick you up now.

Keep the tree.

Mr. Reese has dropped
all the charges.

And I hope the night in jail
has taught you boys a lesson.

Why yes, sheriff,
it's taught me an invaluable lesson.

- It taught you're a horse's-
- It did.

Thank you so much,
and it will not happen again.

Horse's ass.

Ow!

Thank you.

I'm not talking Dolly Parton big...

...but you need something
that screams hair. Hair! Like, screams it.

- Yeah.
- Susie can do it.

That is not good for so many reasons.

What?

Could've been any doctor.

I cannot believe...

...that you'd have Susie close her shop
so Magnolia can't get her hair done.

Susie closed her shop
because she's sick.

I cannot believe that you bought up
every dress in Rose's size.

Me? How about you
taking Dash DeWitt to dinner?

The whole town saw you.

You started it
with the Scarlett O'Hara monologue.

This pageant is important to my family.
I respect its integrity.

Just like I respect the integrity
of marriage...

...and engagements.

What is that supposed to mean?

Everybody knows that you have been
making eyes at George Tucker.

What? That is insane.

Listen good, missy.

You can steal my daddy's
medical practice and this pageant...

...but you are not gonna steal
my fianc?.

Oh, it is not my fault that your fianc?
is flirting with me.

Maybe there's something about me
he just isn't finding in you.

You are low.

- And short!
- Well, you are pale.

And you are only gonna get paler
when my girl Rose here wi-

Remember me?

I used to be Zoe Hart.
Levelheaded doctor.

Then Dr. Hart turned into Miss Hyde.

I don't wanna be a pawn in your war
with Lemon.

I am done with Miss Cinnamon Cider.

You're right.

I did turn this into a battle
between Lemon and me.

But it is not just her that I'm mad at.

I'm so sorry I disappointed you.

Please stay in the pageant.

You wear whatever you want.

You keep your hair exactly how it is...

...and you clog your way
into first place.

Well,
I guess I better go get ready, then.

George, it's Zoe.

Can you meet me at my office later?
We need to talk.

Magnolia?

Magnolia?

You see, Lemon, darling?

I never had a doubt
you would win that pageant.

I don't know why I was so scared.
Of course I won, just like you.

And I'm gonna go on
and be head cheerleader like you.

Then I'm gonna find
a handsome husband...

...maybe a doctor or a lawyer.

And we're gonna have two children
and raise them here in BlueBell.

Just like my mama.

Lemon, there is nothing wrong
with being a wife and a mother.

But you, oh, sweetie...

...you have that fire burning inside you
just like me.

And you are gonna want more
out of life.

And you should let yourself have it.

Because if you don't...

...well, that is a disappointment
you will live with forever.

You were looking for me?

Magnolia, I'm so sorry
for pushing you so hard.

This pageant, this day,
it just holds so much meaning for me.

Just like it did for Mama.

But Mama's gone, Lemon.

I know, sweetheart. I know.

And I wish you
all the luck in the world tonight.

And I love you so much.

I love you too.

But there's somewhere I need to go.

- So you, you wow them, Magpie.
- Oh, I will.

Who's the message from? Lavon?

Is he coming to get us or not?

No, that was actually from...

It was from Zoe.

Huh.

Right.

Secret plans with the secret girlfriend.

Just lay off, all right?

Why are we even talking about this?

We're talking about it, George,
because what you're doing stinks.

Ever since Zoe moved here,
she hasn't gone out with a guy.

Why? Because you keep leading her on
with all your stupid flirting.

Unless you're planning on scrapping
your wedding plans with Lemon...

- ... just back off from Zoe Hart, okay?
- I don't understand...

...why you care about this.
There's nothing going on...

...between me and Zoe Hart.

Okay, I admit...

...there may be sparks there because
she reminds me of New York City.

And yes, we may have flirted a little,
and I shouldn't have.

But let's get this straight.
I am engaged to Lemon Breeland.

And nothing is going to change that.

You see, we love each other.

And nothing and no one can compete
with the history that we have.

We are going to be together...

...and we are going to stay together
forever.

You got that?

All right, then.

Where do you want it?

Where is it?

Okay, you two, come on in for supper.

Ah. You guys did a fantastic job.
Frosty's so sparkly.

Beautiful.

I just love all the sparkles.

All right, my little angel.
Let's go inside for supper.

You can't go around being all nice
and friendly and flirty with someone...

...when you are clearly
with someone else.

It's misleading, it's frustrating,
and it's not fair.

I should've never let myself
get swept away in it.

- Huh?
- I mean, Rose shouldn't have.

I mean, in case you didn't know,
Frederick, Rose likes you.

You're in a relationship with Magnolia,
which is fine.

Then be in that relationship.
Stop trying to have it both ways.

Because you are not worth her time.

She deserves to move on
and deserves to have a life.

I just came in
because I have a sore throat.

Right. Sorry.

Let's have a look.

Mayor Hayes, what a surprise.

- May I come in?
- Please.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'm sorry to just show up here
unannounced.

It's no problem.

I was thinking about the talk we had
by the lake.

I know you're angry at her
because she came back here...

...and didn't get in touch with you.

Who wouldn't be, right?

But no matter how angry you are...

...you should never throw away
something given to you out of love.

You have to remember,
she left here for her own reasons.

Nothing to do with you.

And I know you will always love her.

I mean, she's your mama.
You can't help that.

But that necklace she gave you
says it all.

She loved you too.

Thank you.

I guess I should be going now.

You should.

Looks good. I like it.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Sorry it's so late.

- I had to put up a Christmas tree.
- Right.

No problem.

- So, what did you wanna talk about?
- You know what?

I think I worked it out myself.

Oh.

Okay.

And, George...

...that medical consultation thing?

I don't think it's something I can do.

You know what,
that's probably a good idea.

Bye, Zoe.

Bye, George.

Lemon, are you okay?

Lavon, I know I shouldn't be here.

But I went to go see my mother.

And it wasn't what I expected.

She wasn't alone. It was terrible.

Um... May I come in for a minute, please?

Lemon...

...I can see that you're hurting.

And please know
that this is killing me to say this.

This isn't right.

I can't be here for you like this anymore
when you're gonna marry someone else.

- Lavon.
- No.

If you have something
you need to talk about...

...the person that you need
to talk about it with is your fianc?.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hey, Wade.

That was quite the clog dance.

She was amazing.

Well, you showed her how to be.

Thanks.

I'm going over
to the Rammer Jammer...

...can I buy you a drink?

It's been a really long day.

Rain check?