Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 1 - I Fall to Pieces - full transcript

George Tucker and Lemon Breeland
are getting married.

That is how this story ends.
I thought you knew I decided to stay.

He still has feelings for me.
He chose Lemon.

Now, you show up at that wedding,
he's gonna chose her again.

GEORGE:
Lemon, I cannot marry you,

not when a part of me
is in love with someone else.

Doc, I'm not saying
I want to marry you.

All I'm saying is
there's something here.

Zoe, I thought that
if you went to New York,

I might be able to put you
out of my mind

and maybe I could have,
but now I know that I can't.



And I don't want to.

TOM:
It's devastating.

Before today, I never really
knew what "torn asunder" meant.

I think we know who's to blame.

You're right, the Lord's
hand is in all things.

I'm seeing someone
else's hand in this one.

(Phone ringing)

(Door opens, closes)

ANNABETH:
Move back.

You don't want to be the first thing
she sees when she wakes up.

She may swallow you whole
before you can blink.

It is heartbreaking.

Shh!
Shh!

Lemon was supposed to move
into George's place today.



And I was gonna move
into her room!

Magnolia, this
is not about you.

Lemon has been
planning her future

with George Tucker for years.

What is she gonna do now?!

ANNABETH:
It is no worse

than Jake leaving me.

I survived and Lemon will, too.

Lemon is not like you.

She cares what people think.

I care what people think.

Then, sweetheart,
reconsider that dress.

How is she gonna walk
through this town again?

The humiliation.

Personally, I would up and die
if it happened to me.

Up and die.

(Gasps)

I can hear you.

I said move back.

Lavon, Lavon, Lavon, Lavon.

Lavon!

Mmm.

Hi.

Well, I can't say
I'm surprised to see you.

I know.

I heard.

Oh, God. Oh, no.

I can explain.

What is there to explain?

George cancelled his wedding,

presumably, for you.

Oh, George.

Yeah, George. He did.

So why don't you look happier?

Okay, I'm just going to tell you

because I have to tell someone.

Don't judge.

Okay.
Last night,

while George was calling off
his wedding,

I was kinda having sex
with Wade.

Wade?

Mm-hmm.
(Laughing)

Hey!

And how'd that work out for you?

Let's just say I finally
understand what R. Kelly's

been singing about
all these years.

But it was more
than amazing sex.

Wade and I...

connected.

Maybe there's more to him
than I thought.

You know, if George
hadn't showed up last night,

Wade and I might...

Wow.

But George did show up.

Exactly.
And George is George.

You know how I feel about him.

Zoe Hart, you went from no
boyfriends to two in one night.

Turns out that I have way
more game than I thought.

Question is,
which one are you gonna keep?

Exactly.

Which one, Lavon?

That question was for you.

Yeah, but I don't know.

And you're my best friend.

So, you need to advise me.

Look inside your soul.

Picture me with both guys.

Who I look happier with?

You really need
to get a girlfriend.

I know, but you're all I have.

Oh... (Sigh)

Look, all I know is that
Wade just slept with the girl

that he's been pining for
for months,

George just called off
his wedding for the girl

he's been pining for
for months.

One of them is going
to get hurt.

But if it was me, I would be
honest with both of them

before it blows up
in your face.

That's your best idea?

I really do need a girlfriend.

Or you could cash in
your honeymoon tickets

and take a cruise.

Stay away till
the dust settles.

I could come with you.

Two single ladies
on the high seas.

Hello, sailor.

I am not going
on a singles cruise, AnnaBeth.

I've been single for one day.

Just that some of 'em
do Broadway shows.

I could finally see Hairspray.

Or you can move
to another town.

Change your name.

Something like Lennon Breeland.

Or Linden Breeland.

I'm not leaving town
just because I got dumped.

I'm going to show this town
that my happiness

does not depend
on George Tucker marrying me.

I am a survivor.

Me, too.

Maybe we could survive

in one of those
nice beach hotels

in Bon Secour
for a couple days.

I'm gonna make my fresh start
right here in BlueBell.

First thing,
I'm gonna get my own place.

What? When?
BRICK: You're what?

LEMON: Today. What?
I'm already packed.

I'll move into your bedroom.

Lemon, no.

Living on your own
is like saying you've given up.

It's one step away
from letting your hair go gray

and caring about animals.

Lemon, you need your family
around you right now.

Let us take care of you.

Daddy, you are
missing the point.

I don't need anyone
to take care of me.

I am Lemon Breeland,
strong Southern Belle,

and I will rise again.

Without help.

On my own.

AnnaBeth.

Yeah, oh, yeah.

(Door opens)

(Coughs)
George.

What are you doing here?

Well, I was coming
by to thank Lavon

for all his help last night,

but it's good to see you this
fine morning, Miss Hart.

Actually, now that
I think about it,

maybe thanking Lavon
can wait just a second.

I know I'm still
just processing it all.

What is there to process?

I called off my
wedding for you.

That is what they call
a grand romantic gesture.

It was just all so sudden.

That's what makes it grand.

But, George, you have to admit,
I mean, it's a little crazy.

You just broke up
with Lemon yesterday.

All I know is that I chose you.

And I want you.

And I know you
feel the same way.

(Whistling)

Well, fancy meeting
you two here.

Tucker, I thought
you'd be on your,

uh, honeymoon by now.

See, if you wouldn't
have flaked last night,

you would've known
that I called off the wedding.

Right, sorry I missed that.

I, uh, had my hands full.

Mini muffin?

Wade, mini muffin?

George, mini muffin?

Don't mind if I do.

Yeah.

And, uh, thanks again
for last night, Doc.

That, uh, house call
totally cured my affliction.

Good muffin.

(Door opens)

No.

No, you got to be kidding me.

I thought you
were getting married.

I know, but Wade?

You and Wade?

Wade and you?

Stop saying that.

Wade and Zoe.
Zoe and Wade.

It just happened.

You got feelings for him?

Okay, honest.

Um, I'm not sure.

Wow.

I-I see.

Okay.

No, but, George, you know
how I feel about you.

None of this is
what I expected to happen.

I just, I need some time
t-to think.

Yeah, how long do you
think that's gonna take?

(Laughs)
Just ballpark it for me.

A week or a month or...

You know, I just turned my
life upside down for you,

so if you're gonna run
off with someone else,

then I'd like to know
as soon as possible.

I know...

Okay. All right.

Wh...

Lavon.

Did I, uh, miss anything?

Just be honest with them?

You are the worst girlfriend
in the whole world.

Well, well, well.

Alabama certainly
has changed you.

Yes, Lord.

You are a walking
country song, Dr. Hart.

I should have
told you about George

calling off the
wedding earlier.

That was him
at the door last night.

Yeah.

Is that's why you were so tired
when you came back to bed?

Well, why aren't you smiling?

Figure you'd be happier
than a dead pig

in the sunshine now that
Mr. Wonderful is single.

Wade, stop.

You're putting up walls.

I get how you work by now.

But you don't have to.

Last night,
you and I connected.

I'm not just going
to forget that.

I told George that
I needed time to think.

Think about what?

Oh.
(Laughs)

Ah, uh.

Yup. You know, this
happens sometimes.

A woman will mistake
finally having good sex

for a connection.

Last night, something
happened between us.

Yeah, well, you had A-plus
sex for your first time.

What do you mean
I had A-plus sex?

You had it, too.

Right?

Yeah, for me it was more... B?

B-minus.
What?

Sorry.

B-minus?

Good luck with Goldenboy.

(Frustrated grunt)

BABS:
Well, it's a mite small,

but the location can't be beat.

So, what do you think?

I'll take it.

Lemon, this place
isn't for you?

Oh, honey, don't you think you'd
be better off resting at home,

where you can be looked after?

Babs, just give her
the application please.

Well, I suppose
the choice is yours.

Just have your father
co-sign and we're all set.

Oh, I don't need my father
to co-sign.

See, I'm an adult.

I know that, honey, but you
don't have any income.

Or any prospects
of getting any.

Or even a credit score.

Babs Foster,

you have known me since
I was in my mother's womb.

You know that I am good
for the rent.

Yes, well, I know Brick is.

You can bring the application
by my office later.

Hmm?

Okay, well, now what?

I'm going to get myself a job.

Oh... Oh.

DELMA: And that's all
I have to say about that.

Oh, come on, Delma.

No, you come on,
Shula, face facts.

George Tucker's had
his eye on Zoe Hart

since the day she
came to this town.

George Tucker
is an upstanding man.

He's gonna represent
my cat in court.

Lindsey Taub's...
Uh, l-ladies? Ladies!

Can you gossip while you clean?

See-see, we got a bunch of
debris over by the church,

and in times like these, we
need a clear path to the Lord.

Amen, amen.
All right.

Listen, I've had enough of you.

(Continues indistinctly)

Ladies.
(Chuckles)

Now you see, it's people
skills like that

that make you such
a good mayor.

What's going on, Dash?

Mayor Hayes,
your reelection is coming up.

And, uh, well, I would love
to be your campaign manager.

Yeah, I'd-I'd be honored,

but, uh, since Lavon Hayes
is running unopposed...

Mayor Hayes, if you
think you can just get by

on your 98.7% popularity
and football legacy,

I'm here to tell you,

this little scandal might
just bring you down.

Scandal?

One word: Zoegate.

Many of the voters believe
that your little bestie

is somehow behind the breakup.

Oh. Oh, no, no.

I'm sure BlueBellians are
smarter than that, Dash.

Come on, now.

We shall see.

I will not be treated
by a home wrecker.

With all that wax in there,

I'm surprised you
could hear the gossip.

Don't look in my
ears, home wrecker!

Grandpa!

Will you let the doctor
do her job?

Listen, it's-it's
not personal, okay?

He called Ms. Ulvestadt down
at the bank a Norwegian spy.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, my gosh,
look at your adorable boots.

I will not look at her boobs.

I said "boots," Gramps.

Oh.
When you remove the wax,

can you remove his tongue, too?

Yeah, no problem.

All right, she can look
in my ears, but that's it.

Only Dr. Breeland can deal
with my lower half.

Lucky him.

I'm Ruby.

Hey, I'm Dr. Zoe Hart.

Yes, I've heard a lot
about you today.

None of it good,
which makes me like you already.

That makes me like you already.

Why haven't we met before?

I live in Atlanta.

Uh, moved away
the day I graduated.

And for obvious reasons,
I've never wanted to come back.

Well, how have you
angered the universe,

that it would send you back now?
Ow.

I recently sold
my cosmetics line

and until I figure out
my next step,

I've been guilted into visiting
family for a few days.

Which basically consists
of carting Gramps around

and having people wonder
what kind of mischief

I got into in the big city.

I have no idea
what that's like.

Of course.
(Laughs)

Sergeant, you are all set.

Well, it's about time.

Whoa.

Yeah.
Hey, I can hear.

Well, Doctor.

Good luck with all the home wrecking.
Thank you.

Guess Gramps and I are gonna
get us some of that sludge

that you call coffee
at Agnes' bakery.

You know, if you want to stay, I
just got a new espresso maker.

Well, yeah, fancy.

No, no, no!

If you want the home wrecker's
brew, that's your problem.

Can you please make mine
a double, right now? Thanks.

(Knock on door)

Oh.

Emily.

Hello.

Oh, what a nice surprise.

Oh, come in.

I just wanted to tell
you how sorry I am

about your daughter's wedding.

Well, I know I'm
family of the groom

but, uh, I hope there's
no hard feelings.

Oh, no, of course not!

No, it's-it's
wonderful to see you.

H-How much longer you gonna
be staying around?

Actually, I'm leaving
town tomorrow.

Oh.
But...

I was wondering if you might
like to grab some dinner later.

If you don't mind
consorting with the enemy.

Not that we'd be consorting.

Whatever consorting
actually even means.

Well, dinner or consorting...

MAGNOLIA:
Dad!

Lemon already opened
this stupid cake knife

and I don't even know what to do.
Magnolia, uh, this is, uh...

There are like 800 gifts left
to return before Lemon gets back

and if they are still here,

the steam might
make her head pop off.

I know, I know.
I'll be right there, I promise.

Okay.

Emily, I'm so sorry.
The timing is just terrible.

Um, I'm going to have
to pass on dinner.

Of course.

Good luck to you, Brick.
It was so nice to meet you.

My pleasure.

ZOE: I know that my jerk neighbor
does have feelings for me.

But he shows it by calling
me a B-minus in bed.

Ew.
I know, it's like not exactly mature.

Right? And this other guy?
Mmm.

He left someone
at the altar for me.

But I don't even know how
it would work between us.

The town already blames
me for the breakup,

and this guy, he is this town,
so, he would never ever leave.

It's kind of an
impossible situation.

So what should I do?

I think you need to look
deep inside your soul

and imagine yourself
with both guys.

Which one would
make you happier?

Finally.

You know, someone
who understands.

Yeah.

Who do you see?

George Tucker.

George, really?

George Tucker.

Hey.

Sorry, didn't realize
you'd be with somebody.

I'll just wait,
if that's all right.

Hey, Ruby.
Hey, G.T. How you doing?

You know what? I actually
better get going, too.

I'm sure I'm way behind
on apologizing for Gramps.

No, wait, you can't go.

I need you, okay?

Could you maybe come over
for dinner tonight?

I live over at the mayor's.
The mayor's?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I'd love to.

Thank you.
Good.

Hi.
Hey.

Zoe, I just want to say that
I'm sorry about this morning.

I was jealous.

And if you choose Wade,
then so be it.

It's my fault for waiting
to tell you how I really felt

about you, but I want
you to know something.

Lemon and I are over.

For good. For... forever.

You are?
Yes.

Are you sure?

Yes.

So choose me.

Look, I'm not saying
that it's gonna be easy,

I'm not even saying that I
know what's gonna happens next,

but I do know this...

Yesterday, when you told me
you were staying in BlueBell...

I suddenly felt the girl
of my dreams right there

within my reach
and I had to reach.

And I did.

And I hurt Lemon
and I did things yesterday

that I... I never imagined
that I would.

But it was either that or risk

spending the rest of my life

wondering if I let
the woman that I know

I am meant to be with
slip right through my fingers.

(Knock on door)

Dr. Hart?
Brick.

Hi.

I should have known
that somehow

you would be involved
in all this.

Hold on, Brick, she
didn't have anything to...

And I don't want
to hear another word

out of you right now,
Tucker.

You have a patient.

Look, Zoe.

We can deal with all this,
I promise you that.

Choose me.

Lemon Breeland? No.
Is that you?

Oh, dear God, no.

Ruby Jeffries.

I didn't know that
you were in town.

How are you?

I'm so fine, fantastic,
never been better.

I heard about the breakup.
I am so, so sorry.

Let me tell you something.

After my divorce, I realized
that my marriage had been

distracting me
from all of my goals.

And now, I can actually focus
on what I really want.

Now, Lemon, I mean, there
had to have been something

that you've wanted more in life
other than just being a wife.

Well...

Lemon, you do have a plan B?

Of course.

But, see, I don't stop at B,
I have so many plans

they just run through the whole
alphabet and start over...

AA, BB, like the rows
in a movie theater.

So, no plan B, huh?

I am currently
looking for a job.

It's all very
exciting actually.

My plan B is to be
a career woman.

(Laughing)
What?

I'm sorry.
You did it.

Bless your heart.

I've been cursed
with blinding ambition

since the day I was born.

Worked so hard I thought
it might kill me.

Of course, now I could basically
retire to my own private island.

And yet here you are
in BlueBell. Lucky us.

But, you...

Have you ever even
had a job, Lemon?

I have been a Belle and the head
of every Junior League committee

for the past ten years.

I've had tons of jobs.

It's not a job if they
don't pay you, dear.

Well, I'm working hard at not
slapping you silly right now.

Does that count?

Oh, Lemon, don't be so serious.

I only teased you in high school
because you were three grades

younger and you were
too big for your britches

and you were
named after a fruit.

Oh, but just look at you.

After all these years,
you haven't changed a bit.

Here.

It's from my cosmetics line.

New makeup makes
everybody feel better.

Go on.

Ta-ta.

WADE:
Here are your fries.

You know, you should probably
cut back on this stuff, Doc.

You don't want
to be weighed down

when the George scandal breaks

and the town's chasing
after you with pitchforks.

Wade, stop.
Stop what?

All of it.

The glibness, the sarcasm,
anything Wade-like, just stop.

I put myself out there.

I told you how I felt
about last night.

I know how George feels.

So, for heaven's sake,
why don't you just tell me

how do you feel?

I feel like we should keep on
doing what we did last night.

You know, you could
use the practice,

and it wasn't so bad for me.

But like I told you before,

I have no interest in going all
John Wayne with George Tucker

to be your boyfriend.

Enjoy your fries.

Oh, Lemonade, I was
getting worried about you.

Now I hate to bother you with
this, but we cannot find the box

for this cake knife that
Shula Whitaker brought over.

Are you okay?

Of course I'm not okay.

And it's your fault.

Not George's?

I mean, somehow I figured maybe
it was just George's fault.

It's your fault
that I don't have a Plan B.

I mean, why didn't
you ever encourage me

to be something
other than a wife?

I mean, why didn't
you encourage me to be...

I don't know,
a doctor like yourself?

Oh, you want to be a doctor?

You are afraid
of bodily fluids.

I am 30 years old.

And I've never
even lived on my own.

I went from this house
to my sorority house,

then back to this house.

And, now, thanks to you,
I don't have a job,

which means I can't
afford my own apartment,

which means I'm
going to live here

until the day that I die?

Which for the both of us,
I hope comes soon!

Lemon, calm down.

Look, let me get you
some sweet tea.

I don't want your sweet tea!

You know what, Daddy?

I don't want one more second
of you coddling me!

You know what,
I'll return that to Shula.

Seems like a mindless,
domestic errand.

Right up my alley.

(Exhales)

(Phone line ringing)

Emily, hey.
It's Brick.

(Chuckles)

You know, upon reflection,
I do believe my daughter

is gonna need some space
after all,

and-and, you know,
I was just wondering

maybe, uh,
are you still free tonight?

LAVON:
What's all this?

Takeout from Fancy's.

Could you get me
some wine glasses?

(Chuckles)

What's the occasion?

Wait, don't tell me
you made your choice already?

Oh, no.

But I finally made a
girlfriend, thank God.

And she's coming over, so she
will know what I should do.

A girlfriend?
Mm-hmm.

Ha ha, good for you.

And me.

Mostly me.

You can skedaddle.
I don't need

your advice anymore
now that I have Ruby.

She's only in town for a few
days, so I need to milk her

for all the girl talk I can.

Did you say...
Hey, Lavon.

Ruby?
(Screaming)

Oh.

Um...

Ha.

I take it
you two know each other.

Yeah, Lavon and I
dated in high school.

Yeah, hey.

Hi, Ruby.

No way.

I'm gonna go change this,
and then you two are going

to tell me all about it.

But super quick because
then we're talking all about me.

Would you like some wine?

What's up, Tucker?

Peace offering?

This is, uh,

obviously an awkward situation,

but you and I have been buds
for a long time,

so I just want to say that
no matter who Zoe chooses...

You and I will be solid.

Good.

Good. I also just wanted to say

that, um, actually,

I have real strong feelings
for her.

So, I-I'm all in.

All right.
So, it's not exactly

gonna be the easiest
of competitions

for you there.

Hey, George.

Think you want to come out here.

Oh, good,

you're home.

Hi-ya!

(Groans)

What on earth are you doing?

Defending myself.

Aren't you here to kill me?

No.

You idiot.

I'm here because, um,
I can't breathe,

and, um, okay,

my chest hurts.

And I'm having a heart attack.

Okay, come sit down.

Here, I'll get my medical bag.

Do you want me
to call your dad?

No, I do not want you
to call my father.

I cannot stand one more minute
of that man's coddling.

Which is why

I'm gonna spend my last moments
on this earth with you,

my sworn enemy, the woman
about to run off with my fiance.

(Gasps)

(Panting)

GEORGE:
Okay, and you're sure

that you saw Lemon
go into the carriage house?

Yeah, that's a pretty
unmistakable silhouette.

(Chuckles) I'm sure she just wanted
to chat with Zoe about something.

They got a lot to talk about.

Got to say, it's
pretty interesting.

(Phone rings)

Yeah?

George, it's Bill. Listen,

Eugenia Todd tells me
she saw Lemon

walking through town,
holding a knife.

A knife?

So, you might want

to be on the lookout,

just in case she's not going
to slice a cake

and you're her target.

Right, um, Sheriff,
you know what?

You might just want to come on
down to the mayor's plantation

because Lemon and her knife
are at Zoe Hart's place.

Thanks.

Whoo. Man.

Things are getting more
interesting by the minute.

Ooh.

You look wonderful.

Success suits you.

Likewise.

Done really nice
for yourself, too.

I mean, who would have thought

Lavon Hayes
would move back to town,

much less become the mayor.

Life can take some
unexpected turns.

I mean, in high school,

we both just wanted
to get up out of here.

And here we are.

To unexpected turns.

(Chuckles)

Come on.

Unexpected turns.

We had a pretty great run there
for a while, didn't we?

We sure did.
Yeah.

All that entire summer
before you left for 'Bama.

Was magical.

It was. (Laughs)
I remember

the last day we spent together
like it was yesterday.

So do I. We, uh, we
drove to Gulf Shores,

watched the sun come up.

And you kissed me

and told me
we'd be together forever

and that you'd call me

as soon as you got settled
into your dorm.

Must have been so hard for you,

being away from home
for the very first time

with absolutely
no telephone access.

Um... I'm sorry.

Yeah, I got busy, you
know, with football.

Yeah, I waited for you
for months.

No one would even date me in my
senior class 'cause everybody

knew I was Lavon Hayes' girl.

But I wasn't, was I?

You had moved on.

You just couldn't handle
a difficult conversation.

(Groans)
Where is Zoe?

How long does it take
to change a shirt?

You know, I should
go check on her. Yeah.

I'll be back in a bit.
Seriously?

(Sighs)

Just tell Zoe
I'll call her later.

Okay.

I'm not waiting any longer.

I'm going in.
Oh, there's a plan.

Yeah, I'm sure the girl
with the knife would love

to talk with the guy who
pushed her over the edge.

Hey, you guys seen Zoe?

She said she was
gonna change her shirt.

She never came back.

She's entertaining.

Lemon...

who has a knife.

A what now?
I'm going over there.

You are not.
You are

the last person Lemon needs
to be seeing right now.

What does Lavon have
to do with all this?

Interestinger
and interestinger.

It's not a heart attack.

Take the Valium.

No.

I'm not having a panic attack.

It-it is my heart.

All right, it must be
a latent condition.

You are a terrible doctor.

I'm telling you, Lemon,
your vitals are stable.

You are a healthy,
30-year-old woman

with no history
of heart disease.

Given everything
that's been going on,

a panic attack
isn't exactly a surprise.

You ruined my life,
so don't you dare

feel sorry for me.
I don't.

Because you are just having

a run-of-the-mill
panic attack.

Take the Valium.
No.

If I'm having a panic attack,
that just means

I'm the fragile mess
that everybody thinks

that I am,
and I'm not a mess.

(Sighs)

Lemon, take the pill.

I promise,
it will make you feel better.

No one will ever know.

(Sirens wailing)
Oh, thank goodness.

Sheriff Bill, all right.

Don't worry, guys.
You're in good hands.

Now, the most important thing

is that we keep
the situation contained.

No one panic.

(Radio chirps)

Web search: kidnapping
with a lethal weapon.

MECHANICAL VOICE:
Searching the Web for...

kidnapping with a lethal weapon.

I'm glad you could
come out tonight.

It is good to get out.
It's been a while for me.

But delightful

dinner companions
don't come along

all that often.
TOM: Dr. Breeland?

I spent a lot...

Dr. Breeland?

You know, Tom Long,
this better be serious

like the sudden onset of a
flesh-eating virus or something.

The sheriff's looking for you.

Lemon took Zoe hostage.

This'll just take
one minute, maybe two.

Uh, be right back.

Did y'all hear that?

It's BlueBell's
first ever hostage crisis.

DASH: Attention, Blawkerites,
the whole town is

gathered outside
Zoe Hart's house

in what has become BlueBell's
first hostage crisis.

I just called Lemon to ask for
her list of demands.

She's not answering.

No worries. I got this.

Sometimes you just got
to ask yourself,

"What would
John McClane do?"

Where is that air vent?

WADE:
Hey, hey, where you going?

In. I'm worried.

Look, I told you, you're only
gonna make it worse, all right?

I'll go in.
No.

You're not gonna go in there.

This is my problem.

See, it's your fault,
not your problem.

I'm going.

Hey, Wade, hey, don't you dare.

George, we don't have 15 years
for you to make your move,

all right,
it's not what they need.

Yeah, and I'm sure
you know exactly

what the two of them need

right now.
Trust me, brother,

I know exactly what they need,
or at least,

that's one of them told
me the other night

right after round three, so...

(Crowd yelling)

Well, your pulse
is back to normal.

The panic attack is over.

Great.

I can go on living my stupid,
miserable life.

Come on, Lemon.

You may be a snobby New Yorker

with horrible fashion sense,
but...

I mean, at least you have
a career.

I've been with George Tucker
for 15 years of my life,

and I don't even know
who I am without him.

Never been single.
Never been on my own.

I'm as much a mess
as they think I am.

Lemon, I may have a career,
but believe me,

my life is just as much
a mess as yours.

The whole town
thinks I'm a home wrecker.

I only have one friend,

and did I mention

that I had sex with
Wade last night?

No.

(Screams)

Did you just bite me?

We're both going through
major life changes right now.

You maybe
a little more than me.

And that panic attack

was your body telling you
that today

might not be the best day
for big changes.

We need to take our time.

Baby steps.

Sometimes,
it's about baby steps.

Baby steps.

I'll walk you out.

(Crowd yelling)

This is so confusing.
Why are these two fighting?

Okay, I have a new theory.

Lemon slept with Wade, and
George, seeking revenge,

slept with...
BRICK: Come on. Knock it off.

Knock it off.
This is not helping matters.

Well, he started it!
No, I finished it.

Hey, hey, hey.
There they are!

(Crowd exclaiming)

Oh, my God, they know!

Everybody knows.

We don't know what they know.

Lemon Breeland,
you are under arrest

for kidnapping Dr. Hart
with a deadly weapon.

Okay. So they know that.

Come out with your hands up!

Sheriff Bill, this has been
a big misunderstanding.

Lemon didn't kidnap me.
We were just hanging out.

It's a kind of new
thing, we're pals.

But Le...

But Lemon's got a knife.

A wedding present I was all set
to return to Shula Whitaker.

And here she is,
weirdly.

SHERIFF BILL:
Oh, man.

I was finally going
to solve a real crime.

All right.

Go on back home, everybody.

Go on back home.

But now, now, now, Sheriff,
we need some answers.

Now, if Lemon did
not try to kill Zoe

because she had an affair
with George Tucker,

then why, why did George
and Lemon break up?

Was it Wade?

No. It was actually all my...

It was no one's...

It was no one's fault.

There was no one person

responsible for the breakup.

At the end of the day,
it just...

wasn't meant to be.

All right, you two,
shake and make up.

Come on, now.

SHERIFF BILL:
Good.

Thank you.
For saving my life.

I mean, I still hate you,

and I'll hate you
until your dying day,

but... listen, if you
want to date George Tucker,

then you don't have
to hide it from me.

I mean, don't consider
this a blessing,

it's just that...

I have been through the worst
public humiliation twice

in two days.

There is nothing that you,

or George,

or anyone can do

that will break me.

Are you okay?

It has been a doozy of a night.

But I'm okay.

I'm relieved, actually.

Because I finally know
what I'm going to do.

Hey.

Thanks for meeting me here.

Well, then, I take it
you made your choice.

George, I'm sorry.

Wow...

Wow.

You are picking Wade.
No.

No, Wade... just helped me
get through your wedding day.

Apparently, that's it.

I'm choosing no one.

Why?
Because, George,

as much as I would love to
ride off into the sunset with you,

right now it's
a recipe for disaster.

Look, Zoe...

I told you, I will
never hurt you again.

Maybe not intentionally.

But you just got out of
a 15-year relationship.

That's half your life.

You don't know who
you are without Lemon.

But I know how
I feel about you,

and I know that
we can make this work.

I've never been in
a real relationship.

You've never even dated.

I'm thinking that you...
you probably should.

George, I can't be
your rebound.

All right, so...

so you're asking me to...

date other people?

As crazy as that sounds,

yeah.

One day soon, the
stars will align,

and you will be single,
and healed, and so will I.

But what if it doesn't
work like that?

We have to hope that it will.

(Sighs)

♪ ♪

BRICK:
Morning, sugar.

(Sighs)

You didn't come
home last night.

I stayed at AnnaBeth's.

She doesn't coddle me.
(Laughs)

Well, unless I tell her to.
I see.

How are you?

Determined.

To get a job,

to get out of your house,

to move on with my life.

Well, I would love to help.
In any way I can.

Thank you.

But you've done enough.

Lemon...

You don't...
Daddy...

I love you.

And I have to get out
from under your wings,

otherwise I'm just gonna
suffocate in there.

So, please...

Let me.

You know, Lemon...

there's a job opening here,
you want it.

Lemon Breeland is
not waitress material.

No. No, she is not.

But I reckon we'd be willing
to give you a shot anyway.

Lemon, it's a job.
All right?

It's dirty, you got to take
crap from people all day long,

but it's honest work.

And what better way to
show the town of BlueBell

that you are willing to do
whatever it takes to start over?

Besides...

it would give me such pleasure
to boss you around for once.

(Clears throat)

May I take your request?

"Order."

Yeah. Well,
we'll see about that.

That's my girl.

LAVON:
Hey, Ruby.

There you are.
Hey.

Uh... you mind?

Sure.

Look, Ruby, um...

You know, in high school,

you had me wrapped around
your little finger.

I mean, I was
powerless around you.

So I thought if I ever
tried to break up with you,

well, somehow you'd
just talk me out of it.

It was easier to
avoid the subject.

And avoid you.

But yeah, that was
an immature, cowardly move

and I apologize.

Apology accepted.

(Laughs)
Thank you.

(Laughs)

Oh...

Well, then, uh...

Can I buy you one drink,

before you disappear for
another decade or two?

Well, Lavon,
you'll actually have

plenty of opportunities
to buy me drinks.

I've decided to
stick around for a while.

You... you staying?
Yeah.

Ah... Why?

'Cause I have a lot
of time on my hands,

and nothing would
give me more pleasure

than to mess with your mind.

(Laughing)
Kidding.

(Forced laugh)

My grandmama wants me to stay
and help her out for a while.

That's all.

Bye.

♪ ♪

Hey.

Thought you would've ridden
off into the sunset by now.

It's not going to work out
with George.

For now.
I get it.

Why settle for the four-cylinder
when you've just ridden a V8?

Right? I just hope I haven't
ruined you for all men.

I chose nobody, you ass.

My hat wasn't even in the ring.

Although...
I suppose my pants could be.

You've got to be kidding.
No way.

Look, I just figure,
you know, you're single.

You could take me up
on that tutorial.

Maybe get your grade up
from the B-minus.

I don't need a tutorial.

Sure.

I know what you're doing.

But I am a strong
and confident woman, Wade.

And I know that, from
the fact that I have had sex

with no less than
four other men...

none of whom complained...
that I am great in bed.

Great! Just like I am
at everything else I do!

I don't have anything
to prove to you.

You got that?

This doesn't mean anything.
You get that?

I don't like you.

Yeah, see, uh...

I don't really care.

Just admit that
I'm not a B-minus.

No...

But I do know how you could
make up a little extra credit.

Stop talking.