Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 22 - On the Road Again - full transcript

What you did, is the worst

anyone ever did to me.

And I don't want to
be a big person about it

and just let my anger go.

I just want to make sure
that your anger towards men

doesn't cause you to tell people
things that you shouldn't.

I'm here to tell you
I'm pretty sure

that you are
the one for me, and...

Are you out of your freakin'
mind right now?

As long as we're in BlueBell,
she'll be around.

Are you seriously
asking me to...



to leave BlueBell?

I've had a very hard night.

And I feel terrible.

So, for a while,

I'd like to feel better.

(birds chirping)

(snoring)

Mm. Good morning, Doc.

You ready to go again?

(screams)

(gasps)

(sighs, laughs)

(sighs with relief)

(laughs)



(toilet flushes)

No, no.

(whispering):
No, please don't let it be...

(gasps)

What a night, what a night.

Okay, this could be a dream...

within a dream.

Wake up, sister!

Wake up!

Still here.

No, this didn't happen.

How could you let this happen?

I was not in my right mind
last night.

Oh, I know.
Want to go again?

WADE: (chuckles)
Hey, Tucker.

(gasps)

No! No, no! This is...

this is unbelievable.

This is freakin' unbelievable.

George! George, wait, wait,
let me explain!

(groans)

That guy really has
terrible timing.

(groans)

Hmm?

(groans)

(whistling)

AnnaBeth, you look
radiant this morning.

Mwah!

Right back at you, Wade.

Why the long face, Lavon?

It is a beautiful day.

Well, I'm worried.

Burt Reynolds hasn't eaten any

of his hamburgers
the whole week.

Hasn't even touched
his crinkle fries.

What if something happened
to him?

Sweetie, isn't it
mating season?

I mean, animals do kooky things
during mating season.

Maybe Burt's on the prowl.

Love is in the air.
(chuckles)

Doctor.

Shut up!

Burt's missing.

I wouldn't worry.
It is alligator mating season.

Now, how does everybody
know that?

No, no, it's not like Burt

to just wander off and mate.

He has discipline.

Don't judge.

You know, sometimes people--
alligators-- do crazy things.

You know, it doesn't
mean anything, though. Nope.

Oh, no.
You didn't?

Wade?

I don't want to talk about it!

Got to go.
Busy day.

Mating season.

LEMON:
Right there is just fine.

That's great.

Hey, Lemon.

It is so crowded today.

Business must be good.

Ooh, mackerel!

Uh-huh. What do you need?

Well, since Daddy's away

on another
of his romantic getaways,

you're in charge.

I read online

that Gloriana is playing
a secret show in Birmingham.

Please? Please?!
Magnolia Breeland,

I know for a fact that you have
a history paper due on Monday,

and you haven't even
opened up a book.

Yeah, well, I get all
the history lessons I need

by looking at your wardrobe.

Is it too much to ask

for a little excitement
once in a while?

(sighs)
ANNABETH: Hi, Lemon. Psst!

(whispers):
All right...

And here's our
esteemed leader now!

Hello, ladies.
Sorry I'm late.

As you have been for every
Belle meeting this month.

Because of her new business!

And we are all so
proud of you, Lemon.

Right, Crickett?

Of course we are.

It just seems like
your job

as roadhouse proprietress
has taken you away

from some of your Belle duties.

Perhaps we should elect
an interim leader?

Just until you can give us
some more of your time.

Of course.

If you feel that someone else

should fill in, then,
I won't hold you back.

I nominate AnnaBeth Nass.

No, no, not me.

Very busy.

Take me off that list!
Off that list!

Well, then,
I nominate Crickett.

Me?!

Wow. I accept.

(laughter, mild applause)

Oh.

Thank you for
stepping up, Crickett.

Now I should get back to work.

I'm very busy. So busy.

Yes, unpacking fish
for your roadhouse.

It's not a roadhouse.

See, under my management,

the Rammer Jammer
is an up-and-coming destination

for the country music scene.

Seriously?
The Rammer Jammer?

Yes, it just so happens that...

Gloriana is playing a secret
show here this Saturday, so...

Oh!
I do like that Gloriana.

Oh, Gloriana?
That's amazing.

It is!

Do you, by any chance,
know where I can find them?

Hey, Wanda, have you, uh,
seen George Tucker?

Well, I'd imagine
he's having a bad day.

Tansy left last night.

What? Tansy left?

Like left-George-Tucker left?

Since she threw his underwear
out of her trailer window

while she drove away--
I'd say that's a good bet.

You know, I wonder

if the big breakup
had anything to do

with Tansy knowing about you
declaring your love to him.

Jonah, when, when, when are you
going to leave this town?

Oh, admit it.
You'll miss me when I'm gone.

(grunts)

Our first order of business--

I would like a gavel.

Probably pink.

(gasps)
Or a disco ball.

Write that down.

(knocking on door)

Uh, Mayor Gainey,

uh, to what do I
owe the pleasure?

Here I come
to bury the hatchet.

And they say a good big cookie
can smooth anything over.

A good big cookie like the kind
you can buy at the mall?

Uh, it's always been hard
for me to resist a giant cookie.

(laughs)

But I'm never gonna give in
on the mall.

Oh. Well, that...

that is, that is disappointing.

Guess, I'll, uh,
see you later...

alligator.

(Gainey snickers)

Alligator?

What-what's that supposed
to mean?!

♪

George?

I had no idea

that you and Tansy...

I'm sorry.

My life has completely
fallen apart, thanks to you,

so, you'll have to forgive me

if I don't really feel like
chatting right now.

Okay, okay, but George,

I just... I want you to know
what you saw this morning--

it isn't what you
thought you saw.

Okay, may-maybe it is, but
it did not mean anything.

Well, I don't care.

Well, why did you come
to see me today?

I had a splinter.

Well-well,
it was pretty early,

and I do have
office hours for...

Yeah, well, sometimes you need
a splinter removed, okay?

But after what I saw
this morning,

I will just go ahead and hold on
to that splinter forever,

as a reminder to never
get involved with you again.

God, don't say that.

George, you know how
I feel about you.

No, I know how you say
you feel about me, Zoe,

but you had a chance to be
with me, and you chose...

you chose someone else.

That is not true, George.

We have never even been
on a date, Zoe, all right?

So this-- us-- is a fantasy

that we have just clung to,
but it's not reality.

Because in reality,
the person that you...

truly have feelings for is Wade.

Wade?!

No. That is crazy!

I saw it when the two of you
were together,

and I saw it again
this morning.

So, if you will excuse me,

I think I'm gonna
call it a night.

ANNABETH:
"See you later, alligator,"

is a common saying.

No, no.

Clearly, Gainey was
letting me know

that he's holding
my alligator hostage

until we give in
on his infernal mall.

You're jumping to conclusions.

You know, I went
to the Dixie Stop last night.

They were out of rump roast.

You want to know why?

'Cause they made a huge delivery
to Gainey's house in Fillmore.

Maybe he was making a stew!

Okay, I'll admit,
it sounds suspicious.

I need... to assemble
an elite team

of townspeople who can help me
get my gator back.

(laughing):
Yeah!

Uh, one-- there are no elite
groups of anything in BlueBell.

The closest you'll
find is ragtag.

And two-- please,
please don't!

(knocking on door)

Mmm...
(speaking gibberish)

(mutters) Mmm.
Hi!

You do realize
you are in my bedroom?

I'm entertaining!

I really need you guys.

(scoffs)

Oh... okay.

So, I went to tell George

that there is nothing
going on with me and Wade.

But he said
that it's actually Wade

that I'm hung up on and not him.

But that's not true, right?

'Cause wanting George means
that I am over Wade,

and I can't go back to not
being over Wade because...

he really hurt me,
and that sucked.

You guys agree, right?

I'm not still hung up on Wade.

I basically told George that
I loved him the other night.

You did what now?

Lavon, get with the program.

Everyone knows this.
It's why Tansy left.

What? Tansy left?!

My life is not
in good shape at all!

No! Not good!

Zoe, the only way you're gonna
gain some perspective

on this debacle is
to step away from it.

You know, why don't you go
to that wedding in New York

you've been trying
to get out of?

You know, take the weekend,
clear your head.

It was gonna be hard enough

being the weird doctor
that moved to Alabama

at a wedding with all
my New York doctor friends.

But what makes it unbearable

is the thought
of being that weird doctor

at the single table. That was bad advice!
A.B., you're up.

I don't know, but Zoe,

if you wanted to feel
better last night,

there are many things
you could have done.

Personally, I love
to eat crullers, but...

you chose to sleep with Wade.

So, the question is: why?

I don't know!

(grunts in frustration)

You know, I am very disappointed
in both of you.

I expected so much more.

(door shuts)

That is a lot of crazy
for one morning around here.

She is nuts!

Now if you'll excuse me,
I have to go to Fillmore

and look for alligator tracks.

LEMON:
Okay, can you please

have them call me back today?

It is extremely,
extremely urgent.

This is Lemon Breeland.

B-R-E-E-land.

Okay, thank you.

Lemon, I just saw posters up
at the Dixie Stop.

Is Gloriana coming tomorrow?

Posters? There are posters?

I mean, yeah.
(scoffs) They're coming.

You can thank me, buddy!

Nice one, Breeland. Yeah, baby.

(chuckles nervously)

Well, now... George Tucker.

Tell me, with lil Miss Tansy
trailering out of town,

does this mean
the long-awaited debut of Zeorge

is about to happen?

Say who?

Zeorge.

Zeorge?

Zeorge.

Zeorge. Like...

Zoe and George?

"Goe" with a "G"
was just too confusing.

No, Dash, no.
There's no Zeorge, okay?

And this... It...

This is ridiculous.
I'm out of here.

But...

Well, does this mean
that there's still hope

for the Zade fans out there?

No comment.

Nobody wants to
talk these days.

This cannot be good for me.

Hey, Doc.

That can't be good
for me either.

What are you doing? Get out.

I brought beer.
I thought we could hang.

No. You thought that I might
get naked with you again.

Yeah, I was open
to that possibility.

Can't say we didn't have
a good time last night.

I could tell that you did.

(chuckles)

No! No!

No, no, no, no, no,
no, no, no, no, no.

Where are we going?

Not we, me. New York.

I got to get out of here.
You know, that singles table

suddenly just seems
so much more appealing.

I don't think I understand.
I am not getting involved with you again, Wade.

Because you hurt me.

And look at you!
You haven't even changed!

Not one little bit! Get out!
Why are you doing this? Hey...

Lemon.

There you are.
Great news.

After sending muffin baskets

and bouquets of
flowers and homemade

fried chicken to Gloriana's
hotel in Birmingham,

they finally agreed
to a meeting.

No way! Really?

I may have implied
that the Rammer Jammer

is a 700-seat venue
with air conditioning.

Well, a meeting-- that's great!

(chuckles)

Honey, I have seen you charm
your way into and out of

so many, many things,
but it might be

a good idea to bring someone
with you who knows something--

anything-- about music.

Like who?

Oh, I can't.

Wade hates shenanigans.

So do I. And never once
has that stopped you

from asking me
to be your wacky sidekick.

Oh, Wade...

(muffled music
playing over earbuds)

Oatmeal square?

Oh, no, thanks.

No nuts. I'm allergic.

Hope you didn't
bring nuts--

just the smell of 'em
and boom, I'm dead.

Well, I didn't bring
a snack at all, so...

New York City.

I've never been.

I can tell by your shoes,
you are a Big Apple-er.

What will you be up to?
Oh, I'm just in for the weekend.

I have a wedding.
(gasps) Wedding.

Fun.

Where's your date?

I'm going solo.
Who knows?

Maybe I will meet someone
amazing at the singles table.

You're single?

Yeah.
I'm a compulsive gambler

with a foot odor problem,
and I've been married 12 years.

What's wrong with you?

It's kind of a long story.

Hey, George!

I need legal help.

Yeah, I'm sorry, Lily Anne.
But as the sign says,

I am off to imbibe
large amounts of alcohol.

But I'm leaving for tour
tomorrow and some politician

is using one of my songs
without my permission.

Can you give me
ten minutes, please?

As long as I can drink
while I advise,

I'm good with it.

LAVON:
Thank you for coming.

All right, each of you are here

because you bring something
to this mission.

You're here for your ingenuity,

your-your love of reptiles,

your availability...
but more importantly,

your contempt
for our neighbors to the north.

Right. I hate you,
but I hate Fillmore more.

Exactly! Here's the situation.

Now, Gainey is holding
my Burt Reynolds hostage--

probably in his barn--
and what we need

is a plan to break him out.

I got enough weapons
in my storeroom for all of us.

I say we storm in,
armed and ready.

We take something
that belongs to Gainey

and arrange a trade.

Like his wife.

When everyone's asleep

we come in through the chimney
like Santa does.

We pretend we're making
a movie in Fillmore.

We give everyone a script,
a new identity.

Then we location scout
on Gainey's property.

We put on a play.
You can be Peter Pan,

Gainey can be Captain Hook,
I can be Wendy

and Burt can play the crocodile.
(chuckles)

Sorry, I got confused
about the assignment.

While all those are fine ideas,

uh, I'm looking for something
a little less ragtag.

ANNABETH:
Lavon.

What's going on in here?

Just a normal town meeting.

Didn't you get the Evite?

Right.

Of course.

Elite team.

Mm-hmm.

We need to think bigger.

You want bigger,
well, listen up.

I show Ocean's Eleven
every Tuesday

over at the senior center.

They forget what happens.

Oh.
Oh.

What do you got?
You tell Mayor Gainey

that you are reconsidering
the mall project.

You'd like to have lunch
with him and his wife

at Fancie's to talk it over.

Tom Long will act as valet.

He will find the barn key,
give it to you

and you head over to Gainey's
and... voila.

(chuckles)

Come on, people.
We got an alligator to save.

WADE:
Are you kidding?

The town's covered in posters
and Gloriana's not booked?

It is a mere technicality.
You know, I thought

that you would be more
excited about this.

What is going on with you?

Oh. I get it.

You think that we should
book your band.

Definitely not the one
with Meatball,

but I'd consider the one
with George Tucker.

(snorts)

Oh.

This is about George Tucker.

Because he broke up with Tansy,

and now you think Zeorge
is inevitable?

No? You don't?
Well, why not?

He's finally single, she's single.
Why wouldn't they?

(gasps)
Oh... my... God.

You slept with Zoe Hart!

Who are you?

You told that lawyer
you had feelings for him,

even though he had
a girlfriend?

I haven't really been
in my right mind

ever since my bartender
neighbor cheated on me.

You mean the guy you slept with?

I thought we were back to
doing the casual sex thing,

which is why I showed
up at her door...

With a six-pack of beer.

Can you believe it?

You thought that
that would work?

What were you thinking?

Well, I agree with the lawyer.

It's the hot neighbor
you're into.

Are you still in love with her?
Are you still in love with him?

No.

No.
Well, thank goodness.

(sighs)

Can you please pull over again?
I have to pee.

And then, for the love of God,

can we agree not to talk
about Zoe Hart anymore?

Oh, I agree.

No more talking.

No more.

I am just gonna read my book.

Because I could use
some peace and quiet

to decompress, you know?

Excuse me.

(music playing indistinctly)

(sighs)

PILOT (over P.A.): Uh, this is
your captain speaking.

I'm sorry to disturb you, folks,
but we have a situation here.

Is there a doctor onboard?

Yeah, uh, I'm a doctor.
Yes.

(sighs)

It's nice but odd running
into you here, Dr. Hart.

Well, I've been having
an odd few days.

Not as odd as him apparently.
Doctors. Thank God.

Okay, ready?
One, two, three.

WOMAN: A few days ago, he was
in a motorcycle accident,

but the hospital
said he was fine to fly.

ZOE: And he was feeling okay this morning?
Yes,

but a few minutes ago,
he started having trouble

breathing-- um, we thought
it was his asthma.

Ma'am, your husband's suffering
from a tension pneumothorax.

The trauma caused
a bubble of air

in his chest which is causing
him breathing problems.

He needs a needle
thoracostomy to relieve

the air pressure in his lungs.

I need you guys to gather
any medical gear you have

and tell the pilot to prepare
for an emergency landing.

Can I see his medication?

How can you possibly pee
this many times in an hour?

Women have smaller bladders
than men--- it's a proven fact.

It's to compensate
for their larger brains.

You are killing me, lady.
Seriously killing me.

Wade, I am sorry that
the amazing Dr. Zoe High Heels

gave you the brush-off,

but I've reached my limit
of that sulky face.

You need to snap out of it!
We have a meeting with Gloriana

in 30 minutes, and we need to
practice what we're gonna say.

Well, after "please,"
I got nothing.

(starts engine)
Put your seat belt on.

The engine's too loud.
I can't get a conclusive read.

I'm gonna have to cut.
Jonah, if you're wrong, he'll die.

Stop.

What?
His lips are blue.

Yeah, you're right.

If he had tension pneumothorax,
his lips would be white.

He's hypoxemic.

Ma'am, it's not his heart,

it's his lungs.

He needs epinephrine.

Yo, nut allergy.
You got an EpiPen?

Uh-huh.

Uh... okay.

(sighs, groans)

This'll keep his lungs open
until we land.

(sighs)

Well, it should.

(inhales loudly)

RACHEL:
Doug. Oh.

He's breathing.
He's breathing.

He's breathing.

Thank you so much. (cries)

Nice work, Doctor.

"In closing, if you don't
immediately cease and desist

"the use of Miss
Lonergan's songs,

"we will be forced
to sue for damages.

Sincerely Yours,
George Tucker, Esquire."

Boom. Little sloshed,
but I think it'll work.

Thank you so much.
No problem.

Now, what can I do for you?

Nothing. Nah, I'm a rat in
a maze, looking for cheese,

but there is no
cheese... only pain.

Aha! You're heartbroken!

Heartbreak is my area
of expertise.

Talk to Lily Anne, GT.

Well, there is
this girl-- Zoe.

Zoe Hart? I love her!
Yeah?

I called off
my wedding for her.

Then I found out I was too late
'cause she slept with Wade.

Oh, you got to run from Wade.

Yeah. And then I met Tansy,
and that was awesome.

But guess who
messed that up, too.

Yeah, and then,
to top it all off,

where do I find myself
the other morning?

At guess whose house!
Why, you ask?

That's a great question.

I don't even know the answer!

Now I find myself
missing Tansy's dog.

And I was never even
a dog person.

Well, luckily,
the solution is simple.

Write a song about your pain.

It works for Taylor Swift,
Adele and me.

No. I don't want to
think about my pain.

If I could just drink Zoe Hart
off my mind, I'll be all better.

(laughing):
Holy cow!

Zoe Hart's on TV!

MAN (on TV):
...take you down to the airport.

ZOE:
It was no big deal really. I...

I am a medical professional,
and I took an oath to treat,

to heal.
(applause in restaurant)

REPORTER: The young and beautiful
doctor was able to diagnose

and stabilize the patient,
allowing for...

Yeah, let's write that song.

REPORTER:
She's a true Alabama hero.

He's half an hour late.

Oh, it's a classic
war tactic--

trying to keep us on
edge till he arrives.

(phone line ringing)

Yeah?

MAYFAIR:
Big Papa, this is the Shepherd.

Who?

Reverend Mayfair!

Captain Hook is right
where we want him.

Captain?!

Seriously? Have you never seen

an Ocean's movie?

Sorry. Yeah, yeah.
Uh, good work, Shepherd.

Uh, okay, now,
we're at the location.

Call me if Gainey leaves.

Roger that, Big Papa.

Big Papa?

All right, everyone set?
Yeah.

I brought sandwiches.
Who wants peanut butter?

Who wants tuna fish?

(overlapping chatter)
Hey, whoa!

Guys, we're here to
rescue an alligator,

not have a picnic.

Did anyone bring anything useful?

I got my night vision goggles,
binoculars,

a tent in case
we need to bunk out,

bug spray, and I got a bayonet.
(gasps) Whoa!

Just kidding.
It's an umbrella.

Weather man said rain.
(indistinct chatter)

Now, we find Burt,
and we head out.

We ain't got time to waste.
Right.

Break.
Roger that.

(groaning)

(door creaks open)

Burt?

Hey, buddy!

Lavon Hayes is here.

All right, we're gonna
get you out.

(gasps)
Oh, my gosh!

Look how cute!

Burt has a girlfriend.

FRANK:
A girlfriend

that snacks on

human appendages.
I can't die!

I can't die! I'm a newlywed.

(hissing)

Oh, God.

Okay, everybody calm down.

I told you we should have gone
with the fake film crew plan!

Big Papa's gonna
figure this out.

LEMON:
And

in conclusion, not only would
this be an incredible honor

and a favor, but we also think

that you would have
a great time.

So, what do you think?

It's fine.

Fine? Wait! Come on!

Get your mind off of Zoe Hart!

Yeah, yeah, you're right.

I'm... yeah, I'm sorry.

Yeah, I never should
have gone over there

with a six-pack expecting...

Zoe was right-- I'm the same
old dummy I've always been.

(sighing)
Okay, you know what?

This is really the last thing

that I want to talk
about right now, but

consider this.

When you first met Zoe Hart,
you worked in a bar.

And now, you own a bar.

Since your dalliance, how
many women have you slept with?

None.
Exactly.

The old Wade would have bedded
every able-bodied girl

in a ten-mile radius.

Also, here you are,
talking about your feelings,

which I'm pretty sure
the old Wade wouldn't have done.

You acted like a ding-dong
last night,

but that was an anomaly,
because the truth is,

is that you have changed,

because being with Zoe Hart
made you better.

Just as you made her better.

Malted milk ball?

(phone ringing)

CRICKETT: Lemon!
Aah!

Great news!

The Junior League used
the phone tree,

and everyone's coming
to see Gloriana.

Oh, and Zoe Hart was on TV!

Zoe Hart was on TV?

She saved a guy on a plane.

They had to make
an emergency landing in Quinby.

Isn't that exciting?

(engine revving)

(tires squealing)
Wade!

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!
Quinby's only 20 minutes away, Lemon.

And you were right.
Look, I have changed.

Which is why
I'm going after her.

Now?! You want to do this now?!

We are going to miss
our meeting with Gloriana!

Do you not hear
the exclamation points

at the end of my sentences?!

Yeah, baby!

Your rental car's all set.

Thanks.

Oh, my gosh.

You're that doctor from the TV!

Wow! You looked so much
taller on the big screen.

For you, a free key chain.

Thank you. I earned it.
JONAH: So, am I gonna have to hear

about how you saved that guy's
life for the next two hours?

Oh, don't forget the flight
from Atlanta to New York City.

I've calculated six.

Well, I have to admit--
it was pretty impressive.

That adrenaline, that rush--
it's exactly what I needed.

Yeah, your life in BlueBell
is practically a telenovela.

Mi vida amorosa es un desastre.
Oh.

You know what I think?

No, because A: I don't have ESP,
and B: I don't care.

I think you need more time
away from BlueBell

than just a weekend.

What?

Stay in New York
for the summer.

Brick will happily
cover for you.

I mean, you've certainly done
enough to satisfy your old chief

by now.

Call him, set up
an elective rotation,

sharpen your surgical skills and
escape from your soap opera.

I don't know.

Well, we have five hours and
58 minutes to talk it over.

(engine revs)

What do you mean,
you can't find my car?

I-I don't know
what happened, sir.

I mean, I-I looked in town
square, and then, I looked near

town square, and
I guess I kind of

forgot where I put it.

It's definitely my bad.

Well, I'm going
to go find the manager!

Why on earth is Mayor
Gainey so upset?

And more importantly, when
did Fancie's get a valet?

Yeah, I... Interesting
questions, both of them.

Just talked to Big Papa.
They got Burt,

but they're trapped
by another alligator...

Hey... AnnaBeth.
How you been?

How-how's your mom?

Something you want
to confess, Reverend?

Uh...

Mm, mm...

Good luck.
Thank you so much.

Hey, great news.

She remembers Zoe, says
they're on their way to Atlanta.

Come on, let's go.
No.

I'm sorry. Did you say, "No?"

I'm using simple phrases

because that's how you
speak to mental patients.

Wade, I am all for
grand gestures,

but Zoe is not here.

We will never, ever find her
in some rental car on the road.

We need to focus on
what we can control,

which is getting a famous band

to play at our
rinky-dink roadhouse.

(sighs)

Wade... we need this, okay?

We are so, so close.
I can feel it.

You're right, mm-hmm.

What can I say?
You're right.

Thank you.

Sure, all right.

(sighs)

(both sigh)

We're not going
to Birmingham, are we?

No. (clears throat)

(engine revving)

Wow. Four napkins full
of lyrics.

LILY ANNE:
Not bad.

Now there's only one thing
left to do.

You need
to sing your song tonight.

(laughing)

Yeah. No, that's
not gonna happen.

However, I do feel
better, so for that,

I...

I'll get us another drink.

You got it.

Chester?
(clears throat)

I need, uh... I need three...

I mean, one pitcher
of beer and three napkins.

Hello, BlueBell!

Will you please
welcome to the stage

your very own
Mr. George Tucker!

(applause and cheering)
Do it!

MAN: Yeah. (whooping)

CROWD (chanting):
Tucker! Tucker!

Tucker! Tucker!

Tucker! Tucker! Tucker!

Tucker! Tucker!

Tucker! Tucker! Tucker!

All right, all right,
all right.

(applause and cheering)

MAN:
Yeah!

(whistling)

♪ If she never came to town

♪ Then she never
would have found me ♪

♪ Drivin' on the side
of the road ♪

♪ When I gave her a ride
and she sat down inside ♪

♪ I didn't know things were
about to explode ♪

BOTH (in harmony): ♪ Gonna sail
my boat far away from heartache ♪

♪ Gonna sail it
away from rain ♪

♪ 'Cause I was once
man of the year ♪

♪ But today I'm drinking beer ♪

♪ You say you're a doctor

♪ Why'd you bring me
so much pain? ♪

♪ But you say you're a doctor ♪

♪ Why'd you bring
me so much pain? ♪

(song ends)

(applause and cheering)

(sighs)
We can't just stay here.

If Gainey gets back,
we'll all go to prison.

Conjugal visits will be way
too much pressure for Tom.

I have a plan.

Alligators are fast,

but they can't turn their heads
very well.

So when we run out of here,
everyone

do a zigzag motion.
On my count...

Uh, thanks, Frank.
I'll take it from here.

Oh, and also,
they're afraid of cats.

So if you see a cat

while you're
zig-zagging,

you throw the cat
at the alligator.

Just to be safe.

Okay. Anybody got
any other ideas?

That don't involve Argo.

You know what? We wouldn't be

in this mess if Ruby was mayor.

I'm just saying
what everybody's thinking.

So it's all my fault?

Yes. Yes, it is.
Yes, it is.

(whispering):
Quiet! Quiet!

I hear something.
(vehicle approaching)

It's a truck.
It's coming closer!

(horn honking "Dixie")
It's Gainey!

Hold on. No, no, no.
I-I'd know that honk anywhere.

We're saved!

Come on, everybody! Get in!

Come on! I leave no man behind!

You know, you might just be
crazier than me.

Oh, the bar is high,
my friend. Now get in the truck.

Let's go.
Mount up!

No one should have to pee this much.
Shh.

We'll never catch 'em at this
rate unless I hitch a Porta Potty

up to the back of my car.
Shh!

Yes, I-I realize that we missed
the meeting with Gloriana,

but maybe you could ask them
to please reconsider.

Listen, I don't know

if-if Gloriana ever needed
just one victory,

just one win
to turn things around

for themselves, and as someone
that needs exactly that,

I'm asking them
to please, please reconsider.

Yes, I understand.

Thank you for hearing me out.

(sighs)

You know what? I will never

forgive you for ruining
our business

over this wild goose chase.
MAN: Lemon?

Jonah? What are
you doing here?

Uh, long story.

You want some pie?

Oh, thank heavens you are here.
I have been in a horror movie

that never ends and keeps
spawning sequels.

LEMON:
Oh, my...

Uh, hey, Doc.

Wade. Lemon.

If you guys need to use
the restroom,

they are out of towels.

What's going on with those two?

(sighs)
I don't know.

Wade's gonna declare
his love or something.

(groans)

Interesting.

How do you think
that's gonna go?

Oh, no!

Not you, too!

Jonah Breeland,
you better promise me

that you are not
in love with Zoe Hart!

Of course not. I don't...
I don't do love.

But I-I can't say the tiny
doctor doesn't intrigue me.

(sighs heavily)

Well, I'm sorry
about last night.

I was acting like my old self.

You came all this way
just to tell me that?

(both laugh anxiously)

I came all this way
to tell you that...

you saw more in me

than I... ever saw
in myself.

And I was scared I couldn't
live up to that image.

It was easier just to...
wreck it all.

Which I did.

(sighs)

I know...

how much I hurt you, Zoe.

But... everything that
I have done since--

everything that
I want to do--

is to be that man you saw.

And if you... if you would
even consider giving me

another chance, I mean...

I'm ready.

I'm ready to-to be here
for you in every way.

I love you, Zoe Hart.

Wow.

Got to admit, I was...

kind of hoping for
more than a "wow".

Look, it's become clear to me
that I still have feelings--

deep feelings-- for you, too.

I hear what
you're saying, but...

I'm still getting
over everything.

Which is why, now,

I need some distance,

some perspective.

I need some time.

Yeah, well, you know...

go to New York
this weekend, and...

and I'll see you
on Monday, right?

I just called my old chief,
and he offered me a job,

so... I'm gonna spend
the summer in New York.

What?

It's only three months.

Yeah. You know...

I'll see you
in three months, Doc.

(knocking on door)
Yeah.

Why'd you leave so fast?

The crowd loved you.
(chuckles)

Uh, well...

because I realized

that writing about my problems
wasn't gonna solve 'em.

But... it was a good start,

so, thanks.
Well...

it just so happens I'm going
on tour tomorrow,

and I could use an extra voice
on the road.

Are you interested?

(indistinct chatter, cheering)

WADE: It's late.
Why is it so crowded?

(gasps)
Oh, no.

Lemon!

It's standing room only.

Isn't that exciting?

Crickett...

Gloriana's not coming.

What are you talking about?

They're right here.

Guys! Hey...

Tom, Rachel, Mike,
this is Lemon.

Lemon Breeland.
Ah, nice to meet you.

We've heard so much about you.
Our manager

says he's never met
a more persuasive person.

(chuckles)
RACHEL: Yeah, thank you

so much for having us here.

This place has a great vibe.

Totally. It's great

to meet you guys.
It is showtime.

Are you guys ready to do this?

Let's do this.
All right, thanks. Let's do it.

Bye.

Bye.

Holy crap.
(squeals)

Lemon Breeland, you did it.
(giggles)

Unbelievable.
CRICKETT: Hey, everybody. Here's Gloriana.

Mmm. Come on, mama!

Oh, my God.

("Can't Shake You" begins)

♪ I still change the station
every time ♪

♪ They play that song

♪ I can't drive
past your house ♪

♪ So I take the long way home

♪ Your black leather jacket
still hangin' ♪

♪ In the closet, I wish
that I could give it away ♪

♪ Oh, even though you're gone

♪ Somehow you stay

♪ And every other time a love

♪ Said good-bye,
I just shake it off ♪

♪ Shake it off

♪ Pour another drink
so I don't ♪

♪ Feel a thing,
I just shake it off ♪

♪ Break it off

♪ Erased all your numbers

♪ Blocked all your calls

♪ Tried another lover

♪ Built up my walls

♪ Told myself it's over

♪ Don't know
what else I can do... ♪

LAVON:
Lemon.

(chuckles)

This night is amazing.
Congrats.

Um, thank you, Lavon.

I-I know that I haven't got
a chance to say it yet,

but congratulations to you, too.

You and AnnaBeth seem...

seem right together.

And you know what?

It inspires me to find
the right person, too.

♪ And I don't want to see you
but I'm wondering ♪

♪ Where you are

♪ And why am I still keepin'

♪ The shirt you used
to sleep in? ♪

♪ It's been sittin' there
for over a year ♪

♪ Oh, even though you left me,
you're still here ♪

♪ And every other time
a love said good-bye ♪

♪ I just shake it off,
shake it off ♪

♪ Pour another drink

♪ So I don't feel a thing,
I just shake it off ♪

♪ Break it off

♪ Erased all your numbers,
blocked all your calls ♪

♪ Tried another lover

♪ Built up my walls

♪ Told myself it's over

♪ Don't know
what else I can do ♪

♪ I can't shake you

♪ I can't shake you

♪ No matter how hard I try...

MAN:
Hey.

Jonah, what are you doing here?

I didn't want you to spend your
first night in New York alone

at the singles table.

♪ And every other time

♪ A love said good-bye, I just

♪ Shake it off, shake it off

♪ Pour another drink

♪ So I don't feel a thing,
I just shake it off ♪

♪ Break it off

♪ Erased all your numbers

♪ Blocked all your calls...

Fine.

You can go with me
into this wedding,

if you can do it
without talking.

So, what, like,
pretend I'm a... I'm a mute?

Like I lost my tongue
in an accident?

Perfect.

Mm-hmm.

You first.