Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 1, Episode 17 - Heart to Hart - full transcript

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

- Zoe knows. About us.
Why you stopped our frolic?

Got googly eyes for golden boy George?

I'm nearly 30 years old and
I have never been in a real relationship.

You did a good job letting me in.

I found out that my dad moved back
to New York and kind of didn't tell me.

The only thing Ethan Hart cares about is
that we don't share the same DNA.

You are the most selfish person I've met,
I'm done.

- George, don't say that.
- We're done, Dad! Dad? Dad.

- I heard about your dad.
- We got a good surgeon.

Now you have a great one.
I called my father. He'll be here tomorrow.



- Um, what are we looking at?
- My father.

In the form of a blinking red dot.
See, he keeps getting closer.

Closer. Closer. Oh, God, he's closer.

Uh, how long have we been staring
at that blinking red dot?

Since Delaware.
His flight lands in under an hour...

...and when it does,
I'll be waiting at the hospital...

...and I'm going to be doing this:

- Ooh. And what's happening right now?
- I'm giving you my cold face.

- Hardcore, right?
- Uh, I don't know.

You just kind of look bored.

Ugh, no. I look like I don't care.

That's what I want him to think.
"Hey, Dad. You don't care about me?

I don't care about you just as much.
Whatevs. "

And then he'll do the surgery,
save George's father, and then it's on.



- What's on?
- I'm gonna unleash the whoop-ass.

Oh, but I thought you just said
you didn't care.

Of course I care, but I can't let him know
that right away...

...or he might kill Mr. Tucker.
It's a stressful situation.

- Okay. Maybe I should drive you.
- Yeah, I think that would be best.

Closer.

Hey.

I thought you'd be in Mobile.

I'm headed back to the hospital.

I just came here to pick up Mrs. Tucker
some butter cookies.

Did you get a chance to talk to George?
About, uh...

The man's father just had a heart attack.

For God's sake, Lavon.

Hardly think it's an appropriate time.

Well, hey, I'm sorry. I-

I just wanna be prepared, that's all.

Frankly, I don't know
when I'm gonna tell him now.

Zoe's father is flying in for the surgery,
so George is already beyond grateful.

Uh, I'm not sure I'm following.

The minute that I tell George the truth,
who do you think he's gonna go running to?

Zoe Hart, that's who.

But if I don't tell him soon, then she will.
Okay? So I'm trapped.

I still don't think Zoe will say anything.
She promised me.

Can you just give me some credit?

She's been trying to ruin my life
since the minute she got here...

...and now she finally has the chance,
thanks to you, so...

...I hope you're happy.

Hey. Cup of coffee. Make it strong.

I need to stay mean for the next few hours,
and caffeine keeps me edgy.

I don't think it's in my best interest
to make you meaner.

Oh, don't worry. All of my anger today
will be focused on dear old Dad.

Huh. And I thought it was only
your mom that you hated.

Well, I did.

But then I realized it wasn't fair of me
to pour all of my bitterness...

...and resentment into one parent.
Okay, so my mom may have lied to me...

- ... but my dad abandoned me.
- But wasn't that a million years ago?

Yes. But then he moved two weeks ago
and he didn't even tell me.

So that was the straw
that broke the camel's back. Come on.

Finally, I got in touch with my anger...

...so today I'm gonna get
all up in his grill with it.

What? You think I won't?

How you doing, Fred? Good to see you.
That's real hot.

See that?

Made of steel, baby.

Made of steel.

Hey, you gonna-?
You gonna pay for that or...?

- Hey, Twig, how you doing?
- Mr. Maynard.

What an unexpected honor, sir.

Welcome to your Jammer.
What can I get you?

Good to see someone remember
where the paychecks come from.

Good morning, patrons.
Does anybody here know what today is?

- Monday!
- No.

Tuesday!

Never mind. Today is the 30th anniversary
of the Rammer Jammer.

Oh, wow.

So to honor her birthday,
I'm gonna spruce the old gal up a bit.

Now, for starters,
my lovely niece Wanda...

...is gonna be joining our staff
as the new barback.

Woo-hoo! Wanda!

I'll also be bringing in a pool table
for the back.

And I'm adding a new signature cocktail
to our menu.

Uh, we don't have any signature cocktails
on the menu.

Which might be why we never make
Esquire's list of Top 100 Bars in America.

And to turn up the heat,
we're gonna make it a contest.

Shelley versus Wade.

Whoever comes up with the best
signature cocktail gets to name it.

- Ah!
- Yay.

And gets 500 bucks.

Oh, my gosh, Shelley, you okay?
I can do mouth-to-mouth.

May the best person win.

I can help you if you want.
I'm real good at drinking. Heh.

Come on, Wanda.

Dad, are you okay?

Can I get you a pillow?
You want me to call the nurse?

- Stop fussing, George. I'm fine.
- How about this? Is that better?

You're a good son.

Dad, um...

- What's all that?
- Oh, um...

...it's just a few things I brought to
make it a little homier.

I found some saltwater taffy for you
to enjoy after surgery.

- It's banana-flavored.
- I'm feeling tired all of a sudden.

Maybe I'll just close my eyes.

Of course.

- God, he looks pale, doesn't he?
- Baby, he's sick.

But after the surgery,
he's gonna be just fine.

I still can't believe that Zoe
made that call. I mean...

...I don't know how
we're ever gonna be able to repay her.

Well, I mean...

...she called her father.
It's not like she called the president.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

Zoe calling her father is-

Is just about the same
as you calling your mother.

So it is a huge deal.

- I'm sorry. I had no idea, George.
- I know you didn't.

You know what, Lemon?
Just, from now on...

...just keep all that nonsense to yourself
because I don't wanna hear it anymore.

- George.
- The truth of the matter is...

...if you hadn't made me get in that fight,
my dad probably wouldn't be in that bed.

If you want to be mad at somebody, Lemon,
you go ahead and be mad at yourself.

All right, just remember,
keep it short and simple.

And then after the surgery, that's
when you hit him with the big punches.

- Mm-hm.
- Okay.

That's him.

Zoe, it's good to see you.

- I wasn't sure you'd be here.
- Well, I am.

I'm glad you are.

Dr. Hart, good afternoon.
I'm Dr. Brady, chief of staff.

- It's an honor.
- What's cardiac output?

Thirty-one percent.
Extubated last night.

Prep for mitral valve replacement,
coronary artery bypass and Teflon graft.

This is Dr. Hart. She's going to be
assisting me in surgery this afternoon.

I am?

Yes, I am.

Uh, we hadn't anticipated-

That is, Dr. Hart doesn't currently
have privileges at this hospital.

So get her some.

- What happened to your cold face?
- The plan is still on track.

- After the surgery, big fight.
- Okay.

Zoe, you coming?

Yes, sir.

Kocher clamp.

Must be difficult for you.

Seeing him this way.

Seeing who this way?

Oh, you mean Mr. Tucker?

Is that what you call him?

I don't really call him anything.
I barely know the man.

You don't?

But I thought-

Cautery.

I was assuming that the relationship
between you and his son was serious.

George and me?
We don't have a relationship.

I mean, we're friends, but that's all.

Oh.
Yeah.

But-

Yankauer suction.

I need a drink.

How about...

...an artisanal cocktail,
celebrating spring in Alabama?

- I don't wanna celebrate spring.
- Try that.

- No, no, no. That's nasty.
- What? I thought it was good.

Wade, try that.

Oh, hell, no. No, I did not make that.

It's Shelley.

She's putting stuff in your drinks.
I saw her do it.

Can't talk. Very busy.

Oh, you are going down like Chinatown.

Not because you're Asian.
Because it rhymes.

- What is going on?
- Doing a contest.

Best new cocktail wins 500 bucks.

Daddy needs a new amp.

- You can be my daddy.
- Thank you, Wanda.

Did that girl just...?

It happens.

Point is, she's right. Okay?
I should be doing this in my own home.

- But the amount of booze it would take-
- Let's do it. I'll buy.

- Seriously?
- Why not?

This is exactly the kind of mindless fun
Lavon Hayes needs right now.

- Let's make some cocktails, baby.
- My man!

Dr. Hart, what is your recommendation
if our pathology was a pseudoaneurysm?

Um, surgical repair similar
to ventricular rupture.

Your recommendation?
Coronary artery bypass...

- ... and a graft repair at the ruptured zone.
Very good.

Dr. Hart will now perform a resection
of the damaged ventricle...

...and closure defect.

- Been a while since I've done one of those.
- Think you can handle it?

- Absolutely.
- I agree.

Retractor.

Suction.

All good.

The surgery was a success.

He's gonna need to be on blood thinners
from now on-

- But he's going to be okay?
He's going to be okay.

Oh, Dr. Hart.
Thank you so much. Thank you.

No worries.
- Dr. Hart, I don't know what to say.

You are an angel sent from heaven.

- In one little package.
- I didn't do anything.

Yes, you did. You did everything.
Thank you so much.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

- Thank you. Thank you.
- You're welcome, you're welcome.

Sure.

Um, there are going to be some restrictions
on Mr. Tucker for the next few weeks.

- He should avoid climbing stairs.
Okay.

No lifting objects more than 10 pounds.

- Hide the scotch.
I don't know if we can.

Discourage the scotch.
Okay.

Crickett?
Meet me at my house in an hour.

It's an emergency.

That was impressive work
you did in there, Zoe.

Thank you. Thanks.

- You know, actually-
- I'm glad you called.

- Heh, you go first.
- Okay. Um...

I've been meaning to call you
for some time, um...

- ... but my schedule has just been so hectic.
- Yeah, sure.

Frankly, um...

...it felt like a conversation
that had to be in person.

The secret that your mother asked me
to keep has been a strain...

- ... on our relationship for far too long.
- I know. I completely agree.

Just because I'm not your father
doesn't mean that we can't have...

...another kind of relationship.

- Um, heh, how do you mean?
- Well, for instance, we're both surgeons.

Technically that makes us colleagues.

That's an excellent foundation,
wouldn't you agree?

I guess. You know, I just-
I've never really thought of it that way.

Of course you haven't. We've been
so mired down in what we can't be...

...that we haven't fully explored
the alternatives.

- You mean, like friends?
- Why not?

In fact, there's no pressing reason that
I have to return to New York right away.

How would you like to have dinner
tomorrow night?

- In BlueBell?
- Sure.

We can talk about the surgery...

...discuss your career. Whatever you like.

Yeah, that sounds great, um...

Uh...

Call me Ethan.

Ethan.

Sounds great.

Is it Mr. Tucker? Is he dead?

Do we have to postpone the wedding?

No. Mr. Tucker is just fine,
thank goodness.

- The surgery was a success.
- Thank goodness.

Unfortunately, we do not have time
to celebrate this wonderful news...

...as once again, Zoe Hart is hell-bent
on destroying me.

What's she done now?

It's not about what she's done,
it's about what she's about to do.

What is she about to do?

Never mind.

Now that she and George
are getting so close...

...she will have the opportunity to do it.

Which is why we have to bring down
Zoe Hart once and for all.

So? Tell me everything.

Uh, Mr. Tucker's surgery was a success.

I know that.
I'm talking about the big blowout.

Did you cry? Did he cry?
What did you say? What did he say?

- You know, it actually wasn't that big a deal.
- Really?

It seemed like an awfully
big deal yesterday.

You know, it's possible
that I may have overreacted.

Ethan and I are going to be friends.

- Oh, that's lovely. Who's Ethan?
- My father.

- I see.
- Actually, it kind of makes sense.

Because, technically,
he's not my real father.

So it was unfair of me to yell at him
as if he were my father, since he's not.

- Because he's Ethan.
- Right.

My friend. And colleague.
See, it's all very civilized.

Uh, this may be none of my business,
but that's a load of crap.

No judgment, obviously.

Zoe, I got two kids.
One of them I gave birth to...

...and the other I adopted.
And guess what?

They're both my kids.

Being a parent is about
a hell of a lot more than biology.

That man is your father, doesn't matter
about what some blood test says.

Look, he's offering me
something here, Addy.

A chance for us to have something
instead of nothing.

I'm gonna take it.

And it would be great
if you could be happy for me.

Well, if you're happy, I'm happy. I just...

...hope you don't wake up one day and
find you've still got all this anger inside.

I keep a lot inside.

How else would I live in BlueBell?

Number 37, waterboarding.

Politicians are still debating the ethics
of this particular form of torture, but-

Uh, next.

Right. Number 38, the Jenna.

Oh, I used this one on Jenna Richman
in our last pageant together.

It does require pepper spray
and a sanitary napkin.

Okay, enough, enough, enough.

While I appreciate the quantity of ideas
that you have come up with here...

...if we attempted half of them,
Zoe Hart would laugh in our faces.

The other half, though fun,
would get us arrested.

But A for effort, dear.

Oh, my God.

The answer's so obvious I can't believe
I didn't think about it earlier.

Well, what is it?

I am gonna make Zoe Hart my best friend.

But that is the opposite
of what you asked me to do.

- I would have made a totally different list.
- You know that saying:

"Keep your friends close,
and your enemies closer"?

Well, that's what I'm gonna do.

George, I came here to
tell you that you were right.

I've been acting like a petulant little girl
when it comes to Zoe Hart.

I know that nothing is going on
between you two...

...and it is just silly of me
to act so terrible to her...

...when she has been so good
to our family.

- Do you really mean that?
- I do.

And I wanna make things right.

So I was thinking that maybe I could host
a dinner, um, for Zoe and for her father.

But, I mean, if I asked Zoe,
there's no way that she would come.

But, you know, if-
If maybe you did, then...

I mean, I could do that.
But, Lemon, if this is just...

- ... another one of your games-
- It's not.

Okay.

Okay. I'll, uh...

I'll go over later and ask her
and tell you what she says.

Really?

Oh, okay, great. Well, um,
I'll start working on the menu, then.

- Am I early?
- No. Come in.

Sit down, make yourself comfortable.

I figured that we could have
a quick tour of BlueBell...

...and then, you know, maybe find
somewhere and have dinner.

Although, I should warn you,
there are only two places to eat...

...and one restaurant is a bar.
So really only one restaurant.

- I'll let you decide.
- Um, Fancie's it is.

I, uh, like your place, by the way.
It's very homey.

Oh.
Whoa. Ha, ha.

Sorry. It's a little messy.

- Just trying to clean it up.
- What's this?

What?

- Oh. I'm sorry. I didn't know that was out here.
- You're changing your name?

- What's wrong with Zoe?
- Not my first name.

As long as you keep doctor
in there somewhere.

Guarantees you a table
anywhere in New York.

Right. I'll remember that.

So, uh, what's up first on the BlueBell tour?
We heading over to your practice?

Actually, you know what?

- All of a sudden, I'm not feeling all that well.
- Oh, no. Really?

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey. Um...
- Hi.

- I catch y'all at a bad time?
- No, no. What's up?

Um, well,
I know it is extremely short notice.

But I was hoping
to convince you and Dr. Hart...

...to join us at the Breeland estate
this evening for a dinner in your honor.

What?

Well, just to thank you
for everything y'all did for my dad.

That's very generous of you.

But, unfortunately,
Zoe is not feeling all that well.

- It's not that big of a deal. A little headache.
- Okay. Dinner's not gonna be for a while.

Maybe if you're feeling better by then-
I mean, I don't wanna push you.

Uh, why don't I let you rest,
and we can skip the tour...

...and then we can all have dinner
together?

In a big group.

Sounds good. The more, the merrier.

Fantastic. All right.
I'll let Lemon know. And then, uh-

- Does 7:30 work for y'all?
- Yeah, works for me.

- Me too.
- Great. Well, then I'll see you later.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Are you sure this is food?

Because I have never seen these words
in any cookbooks I know.

Kugel. Kasha Varnishkes. Brisket.

It is the food of Zoe's people.

The idea is to make her feel comfortable
as fast as possible.

And you're sure all this starch
is gonna make Zoe like you?

Obviously, we're not gonna
become best friends right away.

But the idea tonight is just
lay the foundation.

Compliment her clothing.

Feign interest in her career. Stick up for
her when Daddy says something horrible.

Hopefully in a week or two,
I should be inviting her to our wedding.

You want her at your wedding?

Well, of course
I don't want her at my wedding.

It's just the only thing I can think of
to keep her away from George.

I mean, a girl can't break up a wedding
that she's invited to attend.

- Can she?
- You're a genius.

I wanna bathe in this one.

Oh, she's a beaut, ain't she?
Can you taste the lavender in there?

It's real subtle, but I think
it balances out the flavor nicely.

Wade, my friend, you have a gift.

No, man. You know, it's just booze.
Don't take much to make it taste good.

No, I disagree. This takes talent.

And you have clearly got it.

Just stupid fun, man. That's all.

Look, here's the thing.

When I was a kid...

...I used to love throwing the football
around in the backyard with my brothers.

And at the time, you know, I thought
I was just goofing off and having fun.

I had no idea all that fun
was gonna turn into a career in the NFL.

Point is, you never know
where all this could lead, man.

Yeah, you know, uh...

...I'm just bartending while I figure out
what I'm doing with the rest of my life.

Yeah.

But, uh, hey, try this on for size.

All right. We got here something
extra special, fresh off the presses.

There you are, Daddy.
Been looking everywhere for you.

Oh, sweetheart, I just came home
from a very long day at work.

I just wanna sit down and enjoy this Scotch
before the vultures descend.

Of course.

I just need your help with
one itty-bitty little thing.

You were there the other night,
when Zoe Hart all but...

...proclaimed her undying love
for my George.

I was fortunate enough to have witnessed
that deeply uncomfortable moment.

But, sugar,
you don't have to worry about a thing.

Maybe not, but our relationship
is in a vulnerable state.

And I know for a fact that
Zoe Hart is trying to destroy it.

Why are we having her over for dinner?

Oh, no. No, no, no.

Oh, it is gonna be a lovely dinner.
But I just need you to get upset...

...when I mention the fact that your patient,
Maggie Thornhill...

...is thinking about leaving you
for Zoe Hart.

- What? Since when? Maggie Thornhill?
- No, no. She's not.

- When?
- I'll just say she is.

- You need to get upset.
- I am upset. Why would she do that?

I've been her doctor for what,
20, 25 years?

Ugh! Okay.
Just follow my lead and we'll be fine.

They're here.

That is such a beautiful purse.
Let me take that for you. I'll put it away.

- Thanks.
- Mm-hm.

Uh, we're having latkes for dinner?

Oh, yes.
This is just the amuse-bouche.

I thought that your father
would appreciate a kosher meal.

Oh, he's not Jewish. My mother is.

Really? That is fascinating. There is just
so much I don't know about you, Zoe Hart.

How about we sit next to each other?
You can tell me about your ethnic origins.

Why don't we get started
on the first course?

Oh, um, Daddy. Before I forget.

- I saw Maggie Thornhill this morning.
- Oh, no.

- What is it?
- Well, uh, y'all are gonna have to excuse me.

Anna Carver's water just broke.

- She's having twins.
Look at that.

- But Daddy, Daddy.
- Do you need help?

I've been delivering babies my whole life.
Haven't needed help yet.

Ha, ha. Ethan, uh, thank you.

Pleasure. And, uh, everybody,
just enjoy your dinner. Excuse me.

See you, Brick.
Good luck, Brick. Hey. Heh.

Anyway, um, I just-
Just wanted to say thank you.

It was so great of you to come
all the way down here just for my family.

You know, I hear from people all the time
that surgeons are cold and selfish people.

And I have to tell you, from my experience,
that couldn't be further from the truth.

How many surgeons do you know?

Well, uh, two, heh, I guess. You and Zoe.

- And how well do you know Zoe?
- Um, I'm not so sure what you mean.

I mean your relationship must be fairly
significant for her to have called me.

- Zoe doesn't ask for favors very often.
- Oh, I mean, you know. It was-

It was very generous of her, as well.
It's, uh-

Would've made sense
if you two were an item.

Uh, yeah, you know, I can see
how you might think that, but no.

I'm with Lemon, so...

The blond one. Yeah, I got that.

My point is
Zoe must care for you a great deal.

Heh. No, we are- We're just good friends.

- That's all.
- Right.

- Oh, sorry.
- Uh, freshen you up there?

- Excuse me. I have to take this.
- Oh, yeah, of course. Heh.

Oh, there you are.

It's a pretty painting, isn't it?
Used to be in Daddy's study.

But I thought that it deserved to be
on more of a prominent display.

- Yeah, it's nice.
- My goodness, Zoe Hart.

There is just so much
that I don't know about you.

You are just a connoisseur of art.

My goodness. Where are my manners?
I have not offered you a tour of our estate.

- Everything all right?
- Patient in New York, I had to take it.

Oh, you doctors.
Never a moment of peace.

Okay. Now that you're back,
we can officially start dinner.

Actually, I need to speak to Zoe
for a moment in private.

Of course.

I think we should go, don't you?

We can't leave yet.

Dinner hasn't even started.
Is there a problem?

Yes, actually.
Being here feels very inappropriate.

- What's inappropriate?
- Please.

It's obvious you have feelings for a man
about to marry another woman.

So?

So I'm worried that you might be getting
into a situation where you could get hurt.

Wait, why should you be worried?

We're only colleagues, remember?

- Zoe, look.
- What?

The way you're talking to me,
it's almost like you're my dad.

But that is crazy. Right, Ethan?

Okay, I can see that you're upset.

Oh, yeah? Well, why should I be upset?

Because the one man
that I've looked up to my entire life...

...the man who I thought was my father
up until eight months ago, abandoned me?

Stopped returning my phone calls
without any explanation as to why?

Turned me into the kind of girl
so desperate for affection...

...she doesn't know how to be
in relationships with men?

- Look, I didn't know you were angry.
- Of course I'm angry!

I have every right. Okay?
I don't wanna be your freaking friend.

In fact, I'd rather go back
to having no relationship at all...

...than having some crappy fake one.

So if you have nothing else to say,
why don't you go back to New York?

Lemon. You know what?
I think I will take that tour after all.

They say that playing with fire
Kind of like we are, leaves you bleeding

How'd it feel, boy? Did it feel good?

Was it everything
You thought you ever needed?

You can't sneak out that door
Get back here for some more

I don't hold back, gonna attack

Never gonna find another lover like me
You'll see

I'm gonna love you
Till you're sick, sick, sick of me

I'm gonna love you
Till you're sick, sick, sick of me

All right, all right, all right.

Now, our final signature cocktail
of the evening...

...is brought to you by Shelley Ng.

I call it The Vanilla Viper.

- Oh. It tastes like a cupcake. Heh.
- That was the idea.

All right, all right. Now, all the drinks are in.
It's time to cast your votes.

All those in favor of Wade Kinsella,
raise your hand.

All right, all right. Those in favor
of Shelley Ng, raise your hand.

Congratulations, Shelley Ng,
you are our winner.

Oh...

I can give mouth-to-mouth.
- Something wrong with this girl?

I'm gonna love you
Till you're sick, sick, sick of me

Sorry about that, man.
I thought you had it in the bag.

It's all right. It's, uh, only a contest.

I can be your consolation prize.

Well, I appreciate it, Wanda.

Maybe some other time.

The staircase is original.

It was hand-carved by my granddaddy,
many, many, many years ago.

You know what? Uh, thanks for the tour.
But I'm gonna get going.

No, we haven't had dinner yet.
I made all this food for our party.

I don't think there's a party anymore.
It's just me, you and George.

So what? You know what?
I've been thinking.

The three of us need
to spend more time together anyway.

And I have made a huge error
in judgment.

And you simply must come
to our wedding.

- Sorry.
- What's so funny?

Come on. You want me at your wedding
as much as I wanna go to your wedding.

You don't wanna come to my wedding?
Frankly, that hurts my feelings.

Cut the crap, Lemon.

I don't know what crazy plan
you had for tonight.

But I'm sure there was something devious
going on.

How dare you? After everything
I've done tonight to make everything-

Look, I know that you know that I know.

And you're probably thinking
that I'm going to tell George.

But there's something
that you need to understand.

I am never telling George.

Or anyone else for that matter.

Well, forgive me if I don't believe you.

Why would you do that for me?

I'm not doing it for you.

But Lavon is my best friend,
and I would never betray his trust.

Plus, why would I wanna
be the person to tell George?

Why wouldn't you?

Because I have no interest in being
the person to break George's heart.

But for what it's worth,
I do think that you should tell him.

Hey. Glass of wine?

- Shot of tequila.
- Oh. Rough night?

- Weird night.
- Ah.

Turns out that Lemon isn't the
complete psychopath I thought she was.

But unfortunately, my father is.

You were with Lemon?

And how is she?

- Are you drunk?
- We're, uh, calling it tipsy.

- He is the mayor, after all.
- Keep it down.

I've never seen Drunk Lavon.
He's so cute.

Ha, ha. Thank you.

- I like myself.
- Oh, boy.

Take it, uh- Take it things didn't go
too well with your dad?

Turns out that you were wrong.
I was able to tell him off.

But in doing so...

...I completely ruined any chance
at having a relationship with the man.

- I'm sorry.
- Well, it's okay.

It's better this way.
I would rather be honest than angry.

That's beautiful. Honest. Angry.

Mm. Damn, that's good.

I am going to go home, though,
and erase the last 48 hours from my mind.

See you guys later.

Bye.

Guess she won't be needing this,
so I'll just take it myself.

You didn't serve this tonight.

- You tanked the contest.
- Can't prove that.

Wait, I don't- I don't understand.
Why would you do something like that?

Look, I'm not gonna give
Maynard my best stuff.

Gotta save some of my own ideas
for my own menu...

...for when I open my own bar.

- Ah. Ha, ha.
- Huh? Huh?

Love it. Love it.

- Love it.
- Come on, now.

People really do leave their doors open
in small towns, don't they?

I'm not good with confrontations.

I think that one of the reasons
that I, uh, chose cardiothoracics...

...was because I knew that
by the time my patients got to me...

- ... they wouldn't have time to argue.
- I don't understand.

I knew what I was offering you was crap.

I was just hoping you would take it
so that we wouldn't have to do this part.

- This part is hard.
- Which part?

The part where I tell you how wrong I was.
That I screwed everything up.

And I didn't know
how to make it any better.

So I just...

...didn't.

But you're right to hate me, Zoe.

I don't hate you.

I just don't understand
why you did what you did.

I was mad. At your mom.

And then at you.
Even though it wasn't your fault.

I couldn't even look at you
after I found out the truth.

And then it just became...

...easier to take surgeries out of town.
To do lectures.

Anything to keep me away from dealing
with you, because I literally didn't know...

...how to be your father anymore.

So I just quit.

And then you called me the other day.

And I thought maybe
I could find another way to be with you.

You seemed open to the idea.

But when I saw you with George,
I just felt so protective.

My paternal instincts just kicked in
and I didn't wanna see you get hurt.

But I know that's not fair.

Because I know that I have-

I've hurt you more than anyone.

I'm so sorry, Zoe.

Do you think you could
ever be my daughter again?

Even when I was mad,
I never stopped being your daughter.

Then maybe you can wait a little while
before you officially change your last name.

I can't imagine you being anyone
other than Zoe Hart.

Dr. Zoe Hart, mister.

I know these past few days
haven't been easy.

And I have not been easy on you.

Baby, you have been under so much stress.
I understand.

I know you do.

Look, you're not the reason
my dad had a heart attack.

It was wrong of me to say those things.
I was just- I was upset-

- Baby, I know.
- I was looking for someone to blame.

- And this Zoe thing. I just- I feel like-
- Hey.

Let's not talk about Zoe Hart anymore.

- Okay.
- Okay?

In fact, why don't you and I
head over to the Rammer Jammer?

Because I think that you and I
need to have a good time.

- I think it sounds amazing. I do.
- Ha, ha.

Unfortunately, I promised my mom that
I'd go back to the hospital tonight, so...

I'll go with you.

No. No, you know what?

I want you to go on ahead
to the Rammer Jammer.

I think you should have a good time.
Because, baby, hey, you deserve it.

All right. Just one drink.

Just one. Just one drink.

- Drive safe.
- I will. I'll call as soon as I get there.

- I love you.
- Love you too.

Have fun. Not too much fun, though.

- Lemon.
- Hello, Mr. Mayor.

You were right.

I mean,
I think you might have been right.

Have you been drinking?

I've been thinking maybe
I told you about Zoe...

...because I wanted you to tell George.

What the hell?

One drink. One drink.

I keep thinking about it.
Would it be so bad if he found out?

- Lavon, don't.
- If he broke up with you, I'd be here, Lemon.

I would be here for you.

I'm sorry.