Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 19 - The Kiss - full transcript

The Rammer Jammer will turn into
some horrible chain restaurant.

Unless we were
to pool the money.

You mean together?
Lord have mercy.

Some things that you
left at my place.

This doesn't mean
that I forgive you.

See you around.

Are you okay?
The MRI was totally clear.

I saw you looking

at Lavon and Ruby.

I've been keeping you from him.

Go fight for your man.



Before you make any decisions,

I'm throwing my hat
in the ring, too.

Yours is the only hat in the
ring, AnnaBeth. Ruby left.

I told her I have feelings
for someone else.

Part of me couldn't
stand Jonah being with you.

Because?

Because he doesn't
appreciate you, Zoe.

He's not going to see
how special you are.

- Mayor Hayes.
- Yeah?

Now, this is the second Sunday

that the people of this town

had to line up like Soviets

for post-church
pastries.

We need our eggs,
we need our bacon.



We need our grits.

Now, now, Lemon and Wade
are filling out

the final paperwork right now.

The Rammer Jammer
will be open in a couple days.

Wade Kinsella
and Lemon Breeland

owning a business together?

Better get used
to living on muffins.

Wade and Lemon
are BlueBellians,

and we will support them.

But, you know,
maybe we should all

practice cooking our
own breakfast, just in case.

Man, we are going to be huge.

I cannot believe that this
is actually happening.

And I agree: huge.

And who cares that everybody
thinks we're going

to crash and burn, right?

They do?
Uh, yeah.

Oh, I guess people
are more forthcoming with you.

But, for now, the
important thing is

we give our customers
and staff the confidence

that nothing is going to
change for the worse.

Exactly.

All right.

Well...

here we are.

Uh, that's the wrong key.

I assure you, it's not.

Yeah, that one's brass;
the right one's silver.

No worries-- I got mine.

Just give me a chance
to fiddle with it.

Well, why would I,
when I happen to know

that this is the key
that opens the door?

Because you take the moment from me.
That's pretty cute.

You know, if you just let me...
No, just let me just get...

This is ridiculous.

What do you mean,
you're not selling

the Sunday
New York Times anymore?

That is the one thing
I actually enjoy

buying at this store.

George, Frank is not selling
the paper anymore.

Our paper.

Frank, we need the
New York Times, all right?

I-I wait all week
to read that thing.

The-the magazine
and the Week in Review.

Sunday nights, I need
to unwind with my

crossword puzzle.
Crossword puzzle.

Thank you.
Oh, yeah, yeah, right.

As much as I am
devastated, inwardly,

by the loss of your
puzzle, I can't do it.

You two are the only
people in this town

that even purchase that
liberal gossip rag,

but the distributor makes
me order eight issues.

I end up throwing out
six papers every week.

Okay, Frank, how about this?

I will buy the other
six papers every week.

And I'll-I'll
just give them away

to the schools or something.

All right, you got a deal.

You are my hero.

Enough of that.

Just a couple of papers.

Thank you.

Bye.

Yeah.

So, we should make sure
to get to the Rammer Jammer

day after tomorrow so that
we can show our support

to Lemon and Wade.

Yes.

Right.

You okay?

Yes.

You sure?

Yes.
Okay.

'Cause you would tell me
if something was...

What is going on with
you and Zoe Hart?

What are you talking about?

I bit my tongue

when you did everything
in your power to stop Zoe

from having sex
with Jonah Breeland

during spring break,
but I just saw you

promise to buy six
extra newspapers

just so Dr. Hart could pretend
she's in New York City.

Where she actually could be

with a couple of clicks
on the Internet.

I'll send her some links.

Tansy, I would have
bought all eight papers

to continue getting them
delivered for myself.

This had nothing
to do with Zoe Hart.

And, yes, I did not
want her to have sex

with Jonah Breeland

because she is my friend

and he is a giant ass
with a stethoscope.

But that's all.

Baby, you're-you're my girl.

Okay?

I only have eyes for you.

Good, 'cause I'm kind of
getting used to you.

I'm kind of getting
used to you, too.

Well, now, here they are.

My two favorite lovebirds.

Guess what.

I have the perfect parts
for you two

in my big Shakespeare night.

Shakespeare night?

It's a review of Shakespeare's
most iconic scenes.

A divine evening of laughter
and tears to raise money

for the new school gym.
We would not miss it.

Right. How could we miss
a Shakespeare night?

Yay.
All righty, then.

Hey, Big Z, I need some advice.

Hit me.

Well, AB signed
us up to do a scene

in Dash's Shakespeare thing.
Uh-huh.

How do I get out of it?

You want my advice?
Yeah.

Suck it up and do it.

For the school gym,
for AnnaBeth.

I've been giving you
relationship advice forever.

Now that I'm in need,
"suck it up and do it"

is the best you can offer?

Well, boo, Zoe Hart, boo.

Oh, you want
better advice, ask Brick.

It's shrink week, and suddenly,

he is our town Freud.

You know, when your
father Harley started

Mental Health Week,
I, too, was skeptical,

but stress can impair
the immune system.

And a week of free counseling

has proved very beneficial

for this town's
physical health.

Oh, and, Lavon, Hmm?

it'd be great if
you would stop in

and show your support as mayor.

Well... you're right.
Great.

I'll-I'll come by tomorrow.

Why do you get to do
all the counseling?

I did a psych rotation
at Bellevue.

Well, that's because
people don't want advice

from a crazy person.
What, me?

Lavon, stick up for me.

Well...

Lavon...

As a matter of fact, you
should come see me tomorrow.

I will reserve the 9:00 a.m.
spot especially for you.

It just so happens

that I have had
years of therapy

with the best analysts
in New York City.

I am the picture
of mental health.

You can stuff it.

Both of you.

The staff meeting

was supposed to start
15 minutes ago.

Are people usually this late?

Well, I am.

Hmm.

Whoo.

Hey.
Hey.

I apologize for my tardiness.

I stopped to get a coffee
at the Butter Stick.

It was a madhouse.

Well, where is everyone?

Oh, well,
to answer your question,

in the restaurant industry,
there's a lot of turnover

and changes in management.

And when the employees found out

that you were
the new management,

they, um, turned over.

Come... come on.
All of them?

Mm-hmm.

Uh...

Well, at least you're here.

Have a seat.

Yeah...

I just came by
to give you my notice.

Tom's mother got us

a bee colony as a wedding gift,

and, well, honey's
really popular right now,

so it's a great
business opportunity.

So Tom's taking a job
at the Dixie Stop

so I can be
a stay-at-home bee mom.

It's so exciting.

I regret to inform you.

I'm sorry.

So, we open in two days

and we have no employees.

Well, on the bright side,

we have 48 hours
to find better,

more enthusiastic ones.

George?

It's so late.
What are you doing here?

Brought you the Times.

What?
Yeah.

The Times?

Where did you get it?

Drove to Birmingham.
Really?

That's, like, six hours.

Why on earth would you do that?

Zoe, don't you know?

I would do anything for you.

You are everything to me.

You always have been.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Dr. Breeland, this is Dr. Hart.

I'm going to need
that 9:00 a.m. slot after all.

Well, good morning,
Dr. Hart. How are we?

Look, obviously,
I am not about to let you

butt into my personal life.

And yet, here you are.
Yes.

But I will be speaking in hypotheticals.
Okay.

So, what brings you here
this morning?

If I had this incredible dream

about a certain gentleman

that I used to
have feelings for

but really, really didn't think

that I still did,

even though there was this hug
and he smelled so...

that doesn't definitely,
hypothetically mean

that those feelings
have reemerged, right?

No, it doesn't.

Especially if you're talking
about George Tucker.

No, I'm not.

Why? What if I was?

No, I know, it's bad.
Crazy.

And so

embarrassingly repetitive.

Dr. Hart,
you have just come through

a-a very painful breakup.

A very painful breakup.

And it's normal
for your subconscious to pursue

the road not taken.

And I would suggest that's why

George Tucker
is appearing in your dreams.

Because he is unavailable,

and thus, unable to hurt you.

See, he is the man
in your dreams,

not the man of your dreams.

Not bad, Dr. Breeland.

So, George has moved on.

You know, he's happy.

So what if he's amazing
and wonderful

and I probably made a mistake
not picking him way back when.

I'm a rational person.

I'm a doctor.

I can control my own emotions.

I won't let myself like him.

I can just put
these feelings out.

Just squash them.

Way, way down.

Push them.

Deep, deep, deep

into my sub, sub,

sub, subconscious.

Well, how about, until you have

some perspective on your
feelings, you just lay off?

Avoid intimate situations
where you might...

Hug?
Right,

or do or say something crazy.

Great idea.

Because, when it
comes to George,

not smart--
kind of my M.O.

So I am going to stay
in the office all day.

All week-- all month
if I have to,

just to avoid any chance
of running into him.

Is there any chance you could
use some of that office time

to-to deal
with our unpaid billing?

If I'm being honest,
probably not.

Oh, uh, Mayor Hayes,
you're early.

That's great, because you

can be Dr. Breeland's
first patient of the day.

Very first.

You okay?
You're acting weird.

You're acting weird.
Because I'm great.

You two have fun.

So, Ms. Curran,

you're applying to be the cook?
Mm-hmm.

Do you have any experience?

Not if you mean professionally.

But I watch
every food show on TV.

I made all
of Paula Deen's recipes

for my grandfather.

I put them in the blender
since he has no teeth.

But his taste buds
are still going strong.

Well, I see.

But if I'm gonna work here,
I have some demands.

I can only accept this job
if this one

can avoid hitting on me.
Too skinny.

That'll be tough.
And you have to

install a TV in the kitchen,

preferably with
Oprah Winfrey Network.

And I take every
religious holiday off

in every religion.

You have to let me--
it's the law.

Well, thank you for your time.

Are you sure?

There's nothing you
want to talk about?

Brick, I told you.

I'm only here
to show my support.

I just want to read

my sports section
and pass the time.

Oh, hey, uh, thanks a lot

for getting me out
of Shakespeare rehearsal today.

Interesting.

Now, why would you want
to avoid rehearsal?

No reason.

You know... Shakespeare--

kind of a hack.

Lavon, talk to me.

I'm sorry. Our time is up.

Hey, how'd it go?

You shrunk?

Oh, I'm fine.
Buy you some coffee?

Oh, I can't.

I got to stay here.

Lots of paperwork.

Tansy, baby, you
got to see a doctor.

I'll see Dr. Breeland.

Dr. Breeland's only doing

therapy this week, okay?

You're gonna have
to see Dr. Hart.

Actually, coffee sounds great.

Yes, it's true.

Moi was the silver medalist

in the Southern Alabama
Roadkill Cooking Contest.

I pride myself
on making the inedible

in-inedible.

That is impressive.
I'm in.

Veto, veto.
I have veto power.

12 years
at Chez Lucille in Mobile,

specialize in--
how do you say?--

"crowd-pleasers"
like boeuf bourguignon,

coq au vin, escargot.
I'm sorry, uh...

How do you say, uh, veto?

Wow, all right. Yum.

Veto.

51 years of waitressing
experience? My goodness.

Veto.

I spent the last
two summers working

in my Aunty Rae's diner.

I don't have a résumé, but I do

have a swimsuit shot.
Would you like to see it?

Obviously, yeah. Mm-hmm.
Veto, veto, veto.

I could be a great waitress.
Better than you were.

Mags, you have to be
19 years old to serve alcohol.

Well, you also said
I have to be 21

to get into bars,
so you don't know everything.

Who's next?

She was the last person.
Sh...

So, we open tomorrow

and we have hired no one?

It's your fault!

We had several
reputable contestants!

Of all the crazies

who have walked through
that door today, Lemon Breeland,

you are the craziest.

What's going on with you?
We... we've been here

for an hour. Don't you
have to go back to work?

Don't you have to go
to Shakespeare rehearsal?

Come on, Crickett.
You are the understudy

for Juliet.

It is only one line.
Why can't you learn it?

'Cause people don't
talk like that.

"Wh-What's here? A cup,

"closed in my true love's hand?

Poison, I see..."
Something, something.

"Hath been his timeless end.

O churl! Drunk all,
and left no friendly drop."

Why, Dr. Zoe Hart,

you know the line.

My mother made me go

to theater camp one summer.

I was being punished.

Oh, my Lord.
I have found my Juliet.

Who? Me?
She'd love to.

As a wise woman once told me,

suck it up and do it.

O churl.

Hey. I'm sorry
about earlier.

Yeah, me, too.

Listen, Dash's Shakespeare show
is tomorrow,

and if we can't host the
after-party, then we're just...

sunk for sure.

- So...
- Bonjour.

What? Have you lost your mind?

Someone needs to cook.

And Chef Tiberghien has
years of experience.

He trained at Le Cordon Bleu.

Listen, I am sorry

that I went behind your back,
but it is clear

that one of us just needs
to step up and lead.

I agree.

Which is why

I hired Fanny

to be our waitress.

Friends, Romans,
countrymen, lend me your ears;

I come to bury Caesar,
not to praise him.

The evil men do
lives after them...

Frank, Frank, that's fine,

but could you do it with
a little bit more enthusiasm?

Uh, I don't do enthusiasm.

W-Well, pretend that
you're killing a small animal.

It was one mouse!

Mice carry Lyme disease.

Uh, take-take five, Frank.

All right, next up,
Romeo and Juliet.

You're Romeo?
You're Juliet?

Huh? Why?
I-I was gonna do the scene with Tansy,

but she got laryngitis.

Well, I hope you're
not sick, George Tucker,

because you two have a big old
smooch coming your way.

Um...

Oh, no.

It's the doctor's office.

It's a medical emergency.

I got to run.
But you...

In a twist of bad luck,

I somehow am playing Juliet

to George Tucker's Romeo.
Zoe Hart,

you cannot kiss George Tucker.

I know!
I am lonely and hurting.

If I kiss him, I'm gonna go

right back down
that rabbit hole again.

So how do I get out of it?

Lie.

Right.

You are good at this.

Ooh,

the Rammer Jammer
is open again.

I am just so happy.

Hear, hear.

Ooh. Eggs!
Thank you. Bacon.

Grits! Grits!
Enjoy.

You must be so cold
exposing all that flesh.

You know, they say
70% of the body's heat

escapes through
the... breast.

Hi, guys. Glad you
could make it.

We wouldn't miss
the grand reopening.

This is very
exciting. It...

looks amazing.
It looks just like the...

the Rammer Jammer.

Congratulations.

Yeah. Congratulations.

Of course we're here.

Thanks. I'm glad you are.

Hey, guys. How is everything?

The eggs are fluffy.

And the bacon's sublime.

But these grits...

Revolting.

Uh, look, I'll take care
of this, all right?

Breakfast is on the house.

Hey there, Romeo.

Hey.
How's Tansy?

Uh, she's doing much better.

Poor thing still doesn't
have a voice, though.

Oh, yeah, you know, that
can take a couple of days.

But listen, I-I just...
I wanted to talk to you.

I actually had something

I wanted to talk
to you about as well.

Oh.
Um, no offense, but...

Tansy is a little bit sensitive
when it comes to you,

and I don't want to make her
jealous, so I don't think

that doing this scene together
is a good idea.

Oh. You are right.

'Cause I really wouldn't

want to upset Tansy.

Oh. Well, great.

Well, thank you
for being so understanding.

And now we just have to...

think of a plan
to present to Dash.

Okay, so,
about this Shakespeare show...

Oh, I wanted to thank you again
for doing it with me.

Jake's idea of theater
was watching

the cars go through
the big spinny brushes

at the car wash.

Honestly,

it's like a dream come true.
Oh.

It-it is some kind of dream.

Those hash browns look amazing.

But what are those?

Those are supposed to be grits?

I'm disgusted.

And I eat roadkill on the reg.

Lemon, people
are leaving, all right?

Ratatouille back there
can't cook grits.

You know how. You got to show him.
What?

Hey, uh, everybody, hang
tight a second, all right?

Lemon is gonna show
our brand-new chef

how to cook grits.

All right?

I have mastered the classics of
French cuisine from "A" to zed,

but I have been vanquished
by grits?

Now you teach me?

The shame.

I made a mistake

promising AnnaBeth I'd do
the Shakespeare night.

I mean,

I'm a football
player-slash-mayor.

I'm not a
football player-

slash-mayor-slash-actor.

I can't humiliate myself

in front of this town,
in front of her.

Lavon, I've seen you

make eloquent speeches,
debate with gusto.

What makes you think you're
gonna humiliate yourself?

Do you recall a certain middle
school production of The Wiz?

Oh.

The one... the one
with the stuttering Scarecrow?

Oh. Oh, my Lord.

You were
the stuttering Scarecrow?

Every time I even think
about being onstage,

it-it all comes back to me.

Lavon, that was a long time ago.

You have matured.

Th-There's no reason to avoid this.

Hey there!
Oh, Shelby, honey, uh,

can't you see I have a patient?

Oh, sorry.
Can't see who it is.

Hey, Lavon.

Well, now that I'm here...

I wanted to see if you might
want to get... lunch later.

I've barely seen you all week.
I-I know.

I-I'm sorry,
but the-the mayor needs me.

He is having
a crisis of confidence.

He's...

falling apart.

Hello. I'm right here.

Of course.

I'll be praying for you.

Who is avoiding what here?

Hey. Who is
the doctor here?

Now, I have

oodles of community theater
experience.

I was the Modern Major-General,
so I will clear the books,

and I will spend the rest
of the day... coaching you.

I... don't know.

Uh, don't you have patients?

Nothing is more important

than helping the town's mayor.

First...

we improv.

No, no, no.

But I can tutor
Crickett myself.

She is terrible.

Besides, the scandal

of George Tucker
and Zoe Hart performing

Romeo and Juliet

will be a huge box office draw.

Okay, well, Dash, listen,

we know that you want
to fill seats.

So I had an idea--

how about Tom and Wanda
as Romeo and Juliet, huh?

The newlyweds.

I mean, they're fan favorites.

There won't be
a dry eye in the house.

Now, do you all take me
for an amateur

amateur theater director?

Tom and Wanda was
obviously my first choice,

but they claimed to be consumed
by their new business endeavors.

You leave it to us!

Yeah!
Go!

Yeah.

Two angels on horseback,
BLT-- burn one--

and a large cow feed.
Okay, enough with the diner lingo.

You know that I don't
understand you.

Hey, okay, from now on,
everybody gets

the special until we slow down.

Well, she's joking.

Uh, we are still

cooking to order.

Wade,

please, I can't do this
anymore, all right?

I'm exhausted.
I'm not a chef.

Well, at least no one's
storming out, Lemon,

so that's a plus.

So you have to.
Besides, we don't have

a chef, Lemon--
thanks to you.

Yeah, well, at least my hire
had other qualifications

than "looks good in hot pants".

Fanny happens to be
a waitressing savant.

You have got to be kidding me.

You said I couldn't serve here
unless I was 19.

Well, that Fanny is a junior
at Fillmore High.

Oh, no.

Oh, no.
No, no, Fanny...

I'm sorry I lied.

A minor serving alcohol?

Bill, we didn't know!

Oh, I'm sorry,
but I have no choice.

It is my legal obligation
to call this in.

And they're gonna be taking
your liquor license.

And that's Bertha, Claudia,

Dolores, uh... Esther,

Fae and, uh, Georgina.

We named her after
you, George Tucker.

Aw. Thanks, guys.

They are very cute.

And I cannot believe that they
all have names.

Okay, so now about the Shakespeare show.
Oh, we'd love to fill in.

Great!
But we can't.

I have to work at
the Dixie Stop tonight,

and Wanda's got her hands full
taking care of our babies.

I have an idea.

They need to be given
their sugar water

every hour on the hour.

And look out for
Miss Maisie Margaret--

she's wily!

Oh, and don't forget

to tape your socks
to your suit.

The bees will get in anywhere.

And I mean

an-y-where.

George, you ready?

I'll teach you how to work the cash register.
Oh, yeah.

Yeah. Just give
me one second.

All right. Okay.

Hey, Zoe.

Hey, uh, thanks for doing this.

It's really touching
to see how driven

you are to help me and Tansy.

Oh, you, my friend,
are welcome.

Okay, well...

have fun.

Okay, bees...

here's your lunch.

Yum!

Mmm, yummy yum yum!

Okay...

who's in my pants?

Okay, come on, get out!

Get out! Out! Out!

Get out!

Us working together
was obviously a mistake.

Genius revelation, Lemon.

We are a bar.

We cannot survive
without alcohol.

And another one.

You are really on a roll.

What are we gonna do?

Nothing.
What can we do?

Now, now.

Wally, what are you doing here?
Are you a ghost?

Is this some kind
of Obi-Wan thing?

No, I was just down there
in the basement

getting my popcorn maker
when I overheard you two.

We lost our staff.

And our liquor license.

Well, can't say that's
not disappointing news.

We ruined your legacy, Wally.

I'm so sorry.

Welcome to being
a business owner.

It's hard.
It'll suck

the marrow from your bones.

It's all you're gonna

think about morning and night

to the detriment
of your family and your friends.

But every once in a while,
you're gonna look around,

you're gonna realize
this is your place...

your place...

...and sometimes that's
gonna make it all worth it.

But whatever.

Alcohol and Beverage Control

doesn't close
for the next half hour.

What are we waiting for?
Let's go.

Come on.

Come on, now,
Lavon, we have improv'd,

we have discussed various
theories and motivations.

Curtain's in an hour.

It is time to try the scene,
at least once.

I think we should do more
of those mime-y exercises first.

I can get out of the box.
No...

I'm-I'm sorry.
I should've shut this thing off.

Shelby again?

Brick... what's going on
with you two?

It-it's complicated, you know.

There's just something
I have to tell her,

and, uh, I don't know
how she's gonna take it.

But... we are here

to work on your issues,

so... so let's hear
the speech.

No, no, Brick, I can't. Uh-uh.

Yes, you can! Lavon!

Come on, on your feet.
What we are gonna do is,

we are gonna visualize.

Okay? You...

are not that stuttering
Scarecrow anymore.

You are...

Sir Ian McKellen.

You are Denzel Washington.

That's right.
So, close your eyes now,

and imagine with me--
the theater

is filled.

The lights are going down.

You step on the stage.

The audience
is waiting, watching.

They're breathless.

The curtain...

goes up...

and...

Hey!

Oh, come on, now.

Wanda?
Mm-hmm?

I am so, so sorry,
but I couldn't feed your bees.

What?
I'm-I'm so sorry.

Th-They'll be
so hungry.

Uh, you know what?

You go, and I will
do the scene with Tom.

Don't worry,
we will make you proud.

Oh. You're gonna
kiss my husband.

Just know, if there's any
tongue, I'll remove yours.

Noted. Hmm.

And... 32 cents is your change.

Seriously, George,

could you fall any further?

Boy, I dodged a bullet
with you, huh?

Good to see you, too, Daisy.

Oh. Hey, babe.
What are you doing here?

How-how's your throat?

No?

"Why are you here?
What happened

to R & J?"

Oh. As it turned out,

Dash had asked Zoe to
fill in for Juliet,

and I obviously didn't think

it was a good idea
for me to kiss her.

"Why the 'H' not?" Uh...

because I knew
how uncomfortable

it'd make you... babe.

Um...

So... when he comes out,

I'll do the talking.

What? No, I'll
do the talking.

Besides, it could be a woman, sexist.
Good point.

Those abs you must spend, what,

40 hours a week cultivating

might actually prove useful.

Didn't know you'd ever
noticed them, Lemon.

Well, how could I not, Wade?

You parade those things around
town like they're dancing bears.

Actually...

You... stop it!

Get your hands off!
I am not a piece of meat.

Oh, my...

What are we doing?

This doesn't make
any sense at all.

Well, well, well,
who do we have here?

Friends, Romans, countrymen,

lend me your ears;

I come to bury Caesar,

not to praise him.

Lips, the
teeth, the tip of the tongue,

the lips, the teeth, the tip of
the tongue, the lips, the teeth,

the tip of the tongue,
the lips, the teeth...

Brick.
Hey there, honey pie.

I just want to wish you
good luck tonight.

Flowers? Really?

The noble Brutus
hath told you Caesar...

You have been
blowing me off all week.

I've barely seen you
since the hospital,

and we live together.
I know,

and-and I'm sorry,
but it's the therapy--

it's a big time commitment.

You know, preparing,
then counseling.

But I promise you,
just a few more days

and then I am totally yours.

Yeah, well, I have
to get ready.

An actor prepares.

Wait a minute.
You're Juliet now?

Nobody tells me anything.

All right, go...
go find Romeo

and run your lines.

Tom, I'm doing the
scene with you now. I'm sorry.

What? No.

Tansy.
It's... it's okay.

Tansy and her, uh...
her crazy girl logic

thinks that me not
wanting to kiss you

means I have feelings for you,

so if I don't kiss you,
then she's gonna be pissed.

So... look, I-I just hope you
brushed your teeth, Juliet,

'cause you and I are gonna be
doing some major lip-locking.

Well, well, well.

The tables have turned.

Ms. Curran, please, help us.

We had no way of knowing
our new employee was a minor.

Didn't you ask to see
her driver's license?

Well,

she presented the only two forms

of identification
my partner checks.

The point is,

we're... we're a new business.

We make mistakes.

Surely, there must be some way

we can make you forget
this ever happened, right?

Don't smile at me
like that, Skeletor.

But I think we can make a deal.

What are you offering?

Uh... free drinks for life?

Lemon, you can't bribe
the Alcohol Control Board

with free booze.

Oh.
Uh...

free breakfast?

Free lunch.

Oh, yes.

That's sweet.

But I think you both know

exactly what it's going to take.

Fine.

You're hired.

Yes.

All the world is a stage.

And all the men and women

merely players.

They have their exits
and their entrances.

And one man in his time

plays many parts.

His act being seven ages.

At first, the infant,
mewling and puking

in his nurse's arms.

And then the whining schoolboy,

with his satchel

and shining morning face,

creeping like a snail

unwillingly to school.

AnnaBeth.

Oh.

Hey, there.

I got your message.

I'm sorry about your migraines.

No, I'm sorry for leaving you
in the lurch.

You okay?

Well, I have to do my scene

with Dale King
from second grade,

who I know is a stalker
and may try

to peel my skin off later,

but otherwise I'm fine.

Guess doing

one of these things
with the man

I care about
is just not in the cards.

AnnaBeth, I lied.

I don't get migraines.

It's just, I tried acting once.

I stunk.

I don't want to go
through that again.

Well, you probably
don't even remember...

The middle school
production of The Wiz.

Who could forget?

Uh...

But, Lavon,

this time will be different.

This time, you're
doing a show with it.

No matter what,
it will be something we did.

Our first town event.

And if we stink?

Then we stink together.

Patricia?

Quinn?

Ruth?

Susie?

Where are you?

Wanda! Wanda,
I got your message.

Is everything all right?

No, Tom, nothing

is all right.

Our bees... gone.

Okay, don't worry,
we will find them.

We... we have to put on
something more colorful.

We have to look like flowers.

Go to.

I'm no more on it.

It hath made me mad!

I say we will have

no more marriage!

Those that are married
already, all but one

shall live.

The rest shall keep

as they are.

To a nunnery. Go.

Yes!

And as Romeo

comes upon Juliet's
seemingly dead body,

we begin.

Arms...

take your last embrace.

And, lips, O you:

the doors of breath seal

with a righteous kiss.

Whoa!

No need for kisses,

because I'm totally fine.

What? No, you're not.

Close call, Romeo.

Oh! It must be a vision.

Thou who is obviously dead

appeareth awake.

Oh, foul ghost, leave me.

Allow me to kiss
my very dead Juliet.

No! Not a ghost at all.

I liveth!

I super-duper liveth.

No kiss necessary.

But I feel death coming.

Nope. There's no death.

Because it wasn't
really poison.

It was just a sleeping potion,

and now it has worn off.

And... happy ending!

I see how it must be thus.

Thus.

But surely thou

wouldst feel healthier...

with a kiss.

Now...

with a kiss, I die.

Damn it.

Table four is good to go.

So, uh...

the new cook's

only here on a temporary basis.

So I'm sorry

if there's any, uh...

Well, now, you know,

it really is quite good.

It is?
Mm-hmm.

Well, all right.

Yo, congrats.

Excuse me?

Hey, she's no me,
but the new chick

can really fry a fish.

And, man, she's hot.

Yeah, I know.

I have no idea

what was going on with Zoe,

but I kissed her,

and I kissed her for you.

And you can see that there
is nothing going on there,

and you can believe me

because I'm not
that good of an actor.

Okay.

Let me go get you a tea, okay?

Tansy,

I have to talk to you.
It's urgent.

Lavon.

Hey.

You were great.

Yeah, I know, right?

Who knew Lavon Hayes could act?

Oh.
Yeah, I see a whole new

future career for my myself.

Well, I mean, you were great,
but BlueBell needs you

a heck of a lot more than Broadway.
Mm-hmm.

Look, I was so proud of you,
putting yourself out there.

What happened?

AnnaBeth happened.

Yeah, I-I told her my fears,
and they just went away.

Y-You know, I don't know
what's going on

with you and Shelby,
but... but just talk to her.

Thank you.

Congratulations.

The food is still disgusting,
so I guess that means

that you knocked it
out of the park.

Nice job.
Heard you gave quite a performance

tonight.

Don't reckon you'll
be running off

to make it on Broadway
any time soon.

That's for sure.
You kissed George Tucker?

I did.
How was that?

None of your business.

Sorry.

Just so you know,

not in small part due to you,

I am very, very messed up.

I know.

And, uh... I'm sorry.

Hey.

There you are.

You didn't come to the party.

Oh, I wasn't in a party mood.

Magnolia and I watched
America's Next Top Model.

Turns out we both hated
the girl that got kicked off,

so... seeing some progress.

I'm surprised to see you

before I fell asleep.

Look...

Shelby...

you're right,
I was avoiding you.

The thing is,

there's something...

I was afraid to tell you.

What?

Why?

Brick, I love you.

I love you so much

that I am putting up with living
with your teenage daughter.

There is nothing that
I can't take now.

Okay.

Well...

See, the thing is,

it started the other week...

Hey.

Hey.

I am sorry for how
I behaved onstage.

Yeah, you did go
a little bit...

Nuts.

I was gonna say "off book""

I don't know,
I guess I thought that

it would be weird, us kissing.
Huh.

And the alternative
you concocted

was completely normal?

Well, you know what was weird

was that it wasn't weird.

I kissed you, and I felt
absolutely nothing.

So, good news, sir.

I am completely over you.

That is great,
great news, Zoe Hart.

Good.

"Wanda's bees made
a hive in my trailer.

I'm homeless."

How did that happen?

Me?

Well, I don't know how.

I closed the top.

I think. Oh, God.

Hey, hey, hey.

Hey, Tans?

Why don't you just come
live with me

on my houseboat
for a little while

until they fix your
trailer up, hmm?

I would love that.

You guys are living together.

Yay! See?

Happy endings, everyone.

Well, I'm gonna
leave you guys to it.

But big congrats!

Bye.