Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 3 - If It Makes You Happy - full transcript

Lemon, I cannot marry you.

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

George's heart
needs time to heal.

And meanwhile, you just keep
getting freaky with Wade.

No, I totally
stopped doing that.

That is never happening again.

I bet you $50 we have sex
within the next 48 hours.

Why don't we make it a hundred?

You didn't want me
sleeping with Lily Anne.

You didn't want George
sleeping with whoever.

Apparently, nobody can
have sex in BlueBell



without a prescription
from Dr. Zoe Hart.

You won our bet.
I'm not interested anymore.

I've decided to
run against you for mayor.

You're not really
running, right?

Or are you?

♪ In the Big
Rock Candy Mountains ♪

♪ All the cops
have wooden legs ♪

♪ And the bullfrogs
all have rubber teeth ♪

♪ And the something,
something ♪

♪ Eggs ♪

♪ Da-da-da-da-da-da-dee. ♪

Doc, what are you doing?

What are you doing?
It's called painting.

Maybe you've seen it on
one of your HGTV channels.



Who paints half dressed?
Would you cover up?

You're one to talk, lying around
in that skimpy little T-shirt

when you know I'm coming over

to paint.

I'm just saying,
if I didn't know any better,

I'd think you were trying to
lure me into bed even though

I've told you
I'm through with all that

and I won't be changing
my mind any time soon.

Seriously, it's been a week.

You couldn't find anyone else
to paint my place?

Wade's on my payroll.

Besides, you're just upset
because you two

aren't sleeping
together anymore.

I'm not upset.

I am annoyed because I keep
waking up to paint fumes,

courtesy of a shirtless
and slightly off-key bartender

who thinks he's Blake Shelton.

At least you slept last night.

Uh-oh, another
Ruby Jeffries dream?

I dreamed it was
election night.

She won in a landslide.

She got every vote
except for one.

Oh, my God.

I know, you didn't
even vote for me.

No, oh, my God, I mean that.

Tomorrow is the 18th?

I totally forgot.

A reporter from
my med school alumni magazine

is coming to follow me around.

That's what the big "A" is for?

I mean, I-I thought it meant you
were menstruating or something.

Why would that get an "A"?

Why is the alumni magazine
coming to follow you around?

Because I am making
a difference, Lavon.

Each month I read about
all the awesome, world-changing

things my classmates are doing.

Cleo Green joined
Doctors without Borders.

Melanie Derman is curing
cancer at Sloan-Kettering.

"Zoe Hart is retired
in BlueBell, Alabama."

That is not funny.

Well, you're not retired.

No, and that is what I told
them in a very long e-mail.

I wrote that I am a

"thriving and beloved G.P.
in a small town

"where every day brings
a new medical adventure.

"And I'm changing lives
and healing the world

by reinventing health care
in BlueBell, Alabama."

I may have exaggerated a little.

Well, the good news is,
you still got a day.

24 hours to reinvent health care
and change the world.

Piece of cake.

This is unbelievable.

It's impossible.

Well, what are we
going to do about it?

We?

What-what are you talking about?

That venomous piece
of work, Ruby Jeffries,

running for mayor
against Lavon.

Wait, what about you?

What's impossible?

It is 575 miles
to Charlotte, North Carolina.

That's a ten-hour drive.

Oh, you miss Emily.

Yeah, yeah, we were planning
on seeing each other

a couple times a month,
but even for

a long-distance
relationship, that's...

A long distance.

Well, hey, Daddy, people do it.

Dr. Breeland.

Well, well, well, George.

Listen, I was, I was
hoping to talk to Lemon.

So, may I come in?

Well, let's see.

Last time you were
in this house,

you broke my daughter's heart.

You humiliated my family.

So you can understand
my hesitation.

You have to understand
how very truly sorry I am

about everything
that happened.

Oh, yes, I got your letter.

Which I wrote because
you won't return my phone calls

or see me at your office.

Brick, please, take me
up on my offer.

Let me reimburse you
for the wedding.

Okay.

I just hope that
things won't always be

this uncomfortable
between the two of us.

Well, you should have
thought about that

before you abandoned my daughter

at the altar, surround...

Daddy?

I will be upstairs,
sweetheart, if you need me.

Thank you.

Something I can do
for you, George?

Listen, I know that
this hasn't been easy.

Um, but I wanted
to say that I was...

I was happy that we got
to talk the other night

at the Rammer Jammer.

And I'm glad that we're
keeping things civil.

And, to that end, I just...

I just wanted to give
you a heads-up:

I am going on a date tonight.

A date?

Really?

With whom?

Uh, no one you know.
She's not even from here.

But I just... I wanted you
to hear it from me

and not the rumor mill, so...

I appreciate that, George.

You know, there's no reason why
we can't be adults about this.

That's exactly what
I was-was hoping.

Yes.

Okay.
Okay.

Have a good day.

Excuse me.

Could I get
everyone's attention?

Doc, what are you doing?

Saving lives.

Hello, people of BlueBell.

Today is your lucky day.

Because it's my privilege
to introduce to you

the Dr. Zoe Hart Three-Point
Initiative for Better Living.

Whoo-hoo!

Sign a petition to encourage
our dining establishments

to offer heart-healthy menus.

Sunrise boot camp
on the town square.

Aerobics, wind sprints,
a 5K fun run.

Hey, did you not hear
the word "fun?"

Come on, people, this
is your wake-up call.

Look at yourselves.

Sal?

What?

Fried chicken for lunch again?

It's free range.

Cody.

Put down that
milk shake and get

that butt on a bicycle.

Dr. Hart, I'm not sure
public humiliation's called for.

I say,

turn "humiliation"
into "motivation."

Okay, okay.

Where do you think
you're going, pasty?

Hmm?

Can you even do a push-up?

Excuse me?

Uh, am I

in the right place?

I'm looking for a Dr. Zoe Hart,

beloved small town G.P.

Do I know you?

I'm Martin Hines.

I'm from the Johns Hopkins
Alumni Magazine.

I'm here to do a profile on you.

You weren't supposed
to be here till tomorrow.

You're early.

Hey, maybe you should make
him do some push-ups for that.

It may not look like
it, but this is truly

a comprehensive
health care facility.

Do you have digital imaging?

Hmm, did you say
"cappuccino maker"?

Why, yes, we do.

What about the "variety
of medical anomalies"

you mentioned in your e-mail.

Oh, right, that.

Well, you have to be
prepared for anything

to walk through that door.

Hunting injuries,

tropical diseases,

compound fractures,

you name it.

Dr. Hart?

Medical emergency.

Here we go.

Uh, it's going to be okay, Tom.

Let's get you
into Procedure Room Two.

What?

I don't...

Never mind.

What's the emergency?
My arm.

It's all red and itchy.

So, it's a rash?

Well, it could be
any number of poisonous...

No, it's a rash, he's right.

But I got a date
with Wanda tomorrow.

And I don't want to be
itching through dinner.

It'll gross her out.

Rash, gross.

Okay, you know what?

I think I've got
everything I need.

I'm gonna go check out
of my B and B.

But-but there's
so much more to see.

Now, which one is.

Procedure Room Two again?

Tom.

AnnaBeth?

I need you.

George Tucker is dating.

What?

Already?

Who is she?

I don't know,
and it doesn't matter.

What matters is that
George Tucker is dating.

Yeah, you said that part.

See, every breakup is a race

between the two
people that broke up.

And right now George Tucker
is pulling ahead.

It's only one date.

It means that he has moved on.

And once BlueBell sees that he
has moved on before I have,

I will forever be perceived
as the loser in this breakup

and it will define
the rest of my life.

I'm not sure
that's how it works.

Well, you know what?

George Tucker does not get
to write my story.

You and I are gonna go out

and hit the town
and meet guys tonight.

Tonight?
If George Tucker is going out

on a first date, I can lap him

by meeting a guy and getting
into a relationship.

I had plans

tonight.

I was going to...

Stay at home and wallow

because your finalized
divorce papers came in?

How did you know?

Otis the chatty postman.

And the comfort pastry.

Four years of marriage
reduced to a list of assets.

Including a riding lawn
mower that doesn't mow

and Jake's crappy houseboat
that I can't wait to sink.

Which is exactly why

you need a night out
on the town with me, AnnaBeth.

Come on, let's go get ourselves
a couple new dresses.

You can finish your
cream puff, of course.

Ruby for change.

Ruby for change.

Here you are, thank...

Making BlueBell shine again.

Hello.
Hi.

Ruby for change.

Ruby for change...
number five on your ballot.

Blue cupcakes,
shaped like bells.

That's cute.

Can I talk to you for a minute?

Sure... excuse me... as long as
you're not going to ask me again

if I'm really
running for mayor.

Are you really
running for mayor?

Lavon, I can't back out now.

I have a sign.

Oh, this is just all
a joke to you, isn't it?

Mmm.
Uh-huh.

Just a way to get
under my skin.

Oh, yes, yes, yes, right.

I'm running for mayor
just to irritate you.

Oh, now you're being sarcastic.

But I think you're running
for the wrong reasons

and you should just
drop out of the race.

You know, you are
even more arrogant now

than when you
went off to college.

Maybe you should
drop out of the race.

Me?
Well, I am the mayor.

And I'm running for mayor

because I have a vision
for this town

and the leadership skills
to get it there.

Lavon, why do you
want to stay mayor?

Why do I want...

Come on.

Give me three reasons right now.

I don't need to
explain myself to you.

And that's the problem
right there.

If you can't come up
with five words

as to why you want to be mayor,

maybe you should step aside
and let somebody else do it.

Oh, yes, please,
please, take one.

Ruby for mayor.

Yes, Ruby for change.

This is cortisone cream.

Apply it twice a day, and you
should be fine for your date.

Is there anything else?

Well, n-now that you mention it,

my fingers are a
little numb and tingly.

Like I stuck them
in an electrical socket.

Did you?

Yeah, right.

Not since I was 15.

Well, it could be a bit
of carpal tunnel...

Huh.

What, what is it?

Are your eyes bothering you?

No, why, what-what do you see?

Oh, just a little more
inflammation than I ought to.

Uh, is-is that bad?

No.

Well, probably not.

Tom, just wait here a sec.

I'll be right back.

Sweetie, I'm gonna go
on record one more time

and say I don't think
this is a good idea.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

Tonight we will head out of town
in our shiny new dresses.

I will find myself a shiny
new beau, who will bring me

back into to town and we
will conveniently be spotted

kissing good night.

In the morning,

Wanda will serve
my ex-fiance the gossip

with his morning grits.

And that's the plan?

It is.

Then that's the dress you need.

Oh, my God.

I couldn't possibly love it

any more than I love it.

I don't think so,

as being arrested
for indecent exposure

is not a part of the plan.

And it is perfect
for my date tonight.

George Tucker is
going to love it.

Oh, my God.

Did she just say...

AB, I believe you were right.

We're gonna find ourselves
a couple of dresses

just like that one.

Should not have had
that cream puff.

Oh.

It is the 21st century.

Guess how many
direct flights there are

between here
and Charlotte, North Carolina?

Hypothetically, if a patient
were to present

with ulcerations,
a coppery skin rash,

numbness in the extremities,

and keratitis,
what would you say?

Hypothetically?

I would say that you found
yourself a time machine

and went back in the days
of the Old Testament,

because I would suggest
that that patient has...

Leprosy?

You're saying I have leprosy?

What I'm saying is, there's a
slight chance you've contracted

something consistent
with the symptoms of leprosy.

Okay, that-that's better.

Sort of.

I'm just gonna send in some

blood and skin
scrapings for tests.

In the meantime, I need
a detailed history.

Why?

Well, some rashes
are contagious.

If it's leprosy, I need
to know where you've been

the past few days, who
you've been in contact with.

So we can figure out
who you got it from.

Oh, like-like the monkey
from Outbreak.

Exactly.

Um, well, uh, Wanda's
out of town,

so I've basically been
in the house all week,

e-except for when I did
yard work for Crazy Earl.

Crazy Earl, Wade's dad?

Yeah.

Tom, stay here.

I'm gonna order you dinner.

You're quarantined.

Oh, geez.

I'm the monkey.

Mr. Hines?

It's Dr. Zoe Hart.

Don't leave town just yet.

I think I have a story for you.

Leprosy?

Like, uh, like hands and feet
falling off leprosy?

Yes.

Hmm, I'm no doctor, but,
uh, that sounds kind of made-up.

You sound kind
of made-up.

And I am a doctor.

Leprosy is rare,
but it still exists.

There are close to 4,000
cases of it in the U.S.

And you think
Crazy Earl is number 4,001.

Well, I don't know,
but I need to talk to him,

so I was hoping that you...

What, why are you smiling?

I'm just wondering,
this wouldn't have anything

to do with, uh, a certain
reporter from an alumni magazine

wanting to write a story
about you, right?

I am not even going to dignify
that with a response.

So I'll take that as a yes.

You know what, forget it,
just don't help me.

But ask yourself this.

What if your dad
does have leprosy

and you could have helped
but instead you wasted my time

by being a jerk, and now

he's got no thumbs?

How are you gonna
feel then, huh?

Well, the man
does like his thumbs.

Well, your little town
is growing on me.

I mean, I've-I've
never met a single

singing lawyer in Pensacola.

Yeah, well, that was

a once in a lifetime
performance, so...

It's ten hours to North Carolina
and ten hours back,

so, I mean, you could
spend more time getting

to the relationship than

being in the relationship,
so you got to ask yourself...

I don't believe it.

So, tell me, how is a guy
like you still single?

Well, I...

just recently got out
of a little relationship.

Oh, was it serious?

Kind of.

You-you can never tell,
you know?

George Tucker?

I thought I saw you.

Brick.

Well, aren't you
gonna introduce us?

Yes, of course.

Uh, Shelby, this
is Dr. Breeland.

Dr. Breeland,
this is Shelby.

Hi.
Hi.

Running into your
doctor at dinner.

I just love small towns.

Do you now?

Hey, how about I buy the two
of you kids a drink, huh?

- No, that's really not necessary.
- Oh, that's fine with me.

Hey, Felipe, send over
a bottle of Pinot, would you?

That's not necessary, Brick.

Oh, don't you worry about it.
That's so sweet.

You are just adorable...
a breath of fresh air.

♪ Kissing in the morning dust ♪

♪ We never did that enough ♪

♪ Oh, what a sweet
first taste of love ♪

♪ Let's swing
from the apple trees ♪

♪ Catch tadpoles in the creek ♪

♪ Watch fireflies
light up for me... ♪

How do you see
this working again?

Well, first we start
by scouting the right guy.

He should be
professional, settled,

with a thriving head of hair,

and not from BlueBell,

thus unaware of my
recent tragic tragedy.

Too desperate.

Too hungry.

Too facially hairy.

And...

Just right.

Done.

Lemon, I do believe
you have superpowers.

I'm going to send him a drink.

Whoa.

Did you just do that
with your mind?

I think I just did.

You have got to be kidding me.

Ruby Jeffries?

With Crickett?

Hey, Earl.

Wha-what?

Is it the end of times?

- You brought your girlfriend with you.
- Excuse me?

No. Whoa, no, no.
She is not my girlfriend.

No way.
Uh-uh.

Earl, I know that Tom Long
was doing some work for you,

and there's a chance he
contracted a contagious disease.

Huh?

She thinks
Tom Long's got leprosy,

and you gave it to him.

Leprosy... You crazy?

Just 'cause I live by myself
in a shack in the woods?

I've never been healthier.

Fact is, I got my eye
on a variable-speed juicer.

You do seem sweaty and warm.

Yeah, trying to chase stupid

Randy off my property
all afternoon.

Are you kidding me...
Randy's back?

Who's Randy?

Randy's an armadillo
who's been driving Earl

crazy the last couple years.

Did you say armadillo?

You've been in contact
with an armadillo?

Yeah, I tried to ring his neck,
but the scaly bastard got away.

Wade, a minute?

We have to catch that armadillo.

The New England Journal
of Medicine says

15% of the armadillo population
is infected with leprosy.

That's fascinating.

But I got better
things to do than go

on a half-assed armadillo hunt.

Oh, yeah, like what?

Not finish painting
my carriage house?

Aw, painting your
girlfriend's house?

Aw, that's sweet.

He's a drunk, okay?

I may be drunk

but I'm not deaf.

He talks.

Blah, blah, blah, Zoe,
blah, blah, blah, Zoe...

Blah, blah, blah, Zoe...

Zoe, Zoe, Zoe.

You know what, Earl?

Maybe she's right, okay?

You got, you got leprosy
of the brain, all right?

Let's go.

Where you going?

We got an armadillo to catch.

Is that what the kids
are calling it these days?

You know, we could
be out here forever.

Everyone knows best time
to catch an armadillo

is at sunrise
before it gets warm.

What?

What are you looking at?

Oh, just someone who talks
to their father about me.

No, see, I didn't do that.

Well, he seemed
pretty confident that you did.

Well, I-I wasn't talking to him.

No, I mean, I-I was, uh,

you know, I was probably
complaining to him.

Yeah, sure, about
how annoying you are.

And I might have
been explaining to him

how, how my life has
become so much easier

since you and I stopped
sleeping together.

Absolutely.
Oh, yeah,

well, for someone who's annoyed
with me all the time

and who definitely, positively
doesn't want to sleep with me,

you spend an awful lot of time
at my house without a shirt.

What do you care whether
or not I want to?

You and I both know
you'd rather waste your time

being miserable about what
your alumni magazine's

not writing about you

or mooning over somebody
who's totally unavailable, hmm?

I am not miserable.

I care about my brand.

And I do not moon.

I have never mooned
in my entire life!

What the hell was that?

Congratulations, you just
caught your first armadillo.

I am so sorry.

Ruby asked me out for a drink
and I couldn't say no.

It's a teeny
little word, Crickett.

It's very easy to say.

Well, maybe she's changed.

I bet you have a lot in common.

It's true, Lemon.

Looks like you do share
the same taste in men.

I just love Italy.

Every time I'm there,
I never want to leave.

It's the most romantic
country in the world.

I know.

I have this recurring dream.

Yeah?

That I'm a sculptor in Florence.

The Michelangelo
of orthodontists.

Hmm.

I'm going in.

That's so funny.

Ruby Jeffries?

Imagine seeing you here.

Oh, wow, Lemon.

I'm shocked
you could find the road

out of your small town.

Uh, uh, Lemon Breeland,
Walt Blodgett.

How do you do?

Say, by any chance are you
related to a Daryl Blodgett?

He's my uncle.

No way.

My daddy buys
all of his cars from him.

We just love Daryl.

Oh, did you see what Lemon did?

The forearm graze.

That's a go-to move.

She is marking her
territory like a lioness.

Or a Sasquatch.

What?

They do that.

Look.

And y'all have the most
adorable little dress shop.

I'm just gonna tell my
friends, skip the mall,

come straight to BlueBell.

You are delightful.

So, how long have you been
George's doctor?

Oh...

Well, I think George

is just probably
just being shy.

I'm much more than his doctor.

Hell, I'm the father
of his fiancee.

- Excuse me?
- That's not true.

That is not true.
You have a fiancee?

I do not.
Oh, I'm sorry.

Did I say fiancee?
My bad. I'm sorry.

I meant ex-fiancee.

Yes, ex-fiancee.
Exactly.

I'm still adjusting, you know.
After all, they were together

for 15 years, and when it ended
a couple of weeks ago, just...

15 years?
So that's what you meant by

"kind of serious."

- Well...
- Ooh.

Is that what he said?

"Kind of serious."

It was a figure of speech, Brick.
Well,

I guess that explains
why you walked out on her

on her wedding day in front of

friends, family,
and an eight-course meal

that cost more than
a small beach house.

Okay, for which I have
repeatedly apologized

and offered to reimburse

you for, Brick.
How? The only way

you could afford
that kind of money

is if you married it.
Really?

The last time I checked,
my bank account

was doing pretty good.
Gentlemen, gentlemen.

I'm gonna need you to leave.

You're disturbing our guests.

♪ Feel the wild wind blow ♪

♪ Storm is ragin' down ♪

♪ Lover, don't you know ♪

♪ We're not safe and sound? ♪

Walter, did I tell you

that I'm running for
mayor of BlueBell?

No, you did not.
That's why she comes

all the way out here
to do her heavy drinking

where the voters can't see.
Actually, you know what?

We should probably let
the bartender know

when to cut you off.

Oh, Lemon.
That sense of humor

must have come in handy
after the humiliation

of being left at the altar.

Excuse me.
I need to take this.

Oh...

It's an orthodontic emergency.

Oh, go, go, go.
Go, go.

Listen up, Lemon.

Do you have any idea
who you're dealing with?

Queen of the Blueberry Festival,

Spirit Squad,
Junior Bonnet Girl,

Senior Bonnet Girl,

role of Wendy in Peter Pan,

and first violin
in the BlueBell youth orchestra.

Trust me, I didn't forget.

Did you think I was

interested in any of those
plays, pageants,

and competitions?
I hate Peter Pan.

Then why did you...
Because I wanted

to beat you.

Lemon, everything came so easy
for you. Your whole family.

It's like you Breelands
just glide through town.

I...

want to watch you lose.

Well, can I tell you a secret?

Hmm.

That ain't gonna happen tonight.

Look at that.

The cardigan's coming off.

Go, Lemon.

My apologies.

I tell you, headgear can be
mighty complicated.

So how we doing?

Actually, Walt,
I'm suddenly feeling...

kind of dizzy.

Um, would you mind
being a gentleman

and taking me outside
to get some fresh air?

Absolutely.

Thank you.

Excuse us.

I told you there'd be a story.

What is that?

Patient zero.

We just may have prevented
a major epidemic.

Oh.

It's the lab with Tom's results.

This is Dr. Hart.

His name is Randy.

With a "Y."

The lab just called.

Am I dying?

Just say it quick.

You're perfectly healthy, Tom.

The tests
were negative for leprosy.

The rash is benign,

but your blood work...
oh, okay...

shows slightly elevated sodium,

but otherwise completely normal.
Oh.

I'm no longer a leper.

I've got a brand-new
lease on life.

Oh, snatched
from the jaws of death.

Lucky us.

He's got
surprisingly strong arms.

So, that'd still

make a good story, right?
I mean, one could say

that I did change his life.

One could, but this one won't.

I've got a bus to catch.

Oh, come on, Doc.

You can't actually
be disappointed

that Tom doesn't have leprosy.

What? I'm not.

Oh, right.
You're disappointed

that you didn't stop

the great Alabama leprosy
outbreak.

Which is...

the same thing.

You know, I don't want you

to take this the
wrong way, but, uh,

God, sometimes I think

you are just the saddest person
in the world.

You're always looking over your
shoulder, wondering what life

should be instead of taking it
for what it is.

You're not honest
about what makes you happy.

You know what I'm
gonna do tonight?

I'm gonna go home
and I'm gonna play

video games for
two, three hours.

Oh, good for you. Dream big.
What I'm not gonna do

is beat myself up
for playing video games

instead of saving the world.

If I want to save the world...
hell, I'll do it tomorrow.

If you have time between video games.
Exactly.

'Cause it's my choice.

Just like it was your choice
to stay in BlueBell.

It was your choice
to be a G.P.

instead of a supersonic...

space surgeon or whatever.

And it was your choice
to go to bed with me.

And clearly something
about every one

of those choices
makes you happy.

The problem is, they don't
match up with the picture

you have in your head about
what your life should be, and...

You don't know
as much about me as you think.

Yeah, you know what?

Maybe, maybe you're right.
Maybe I don't.

But I do know this...
You want to be happy, Doc?

Change your picture
or change your life.

Good night.

Dr. Hart. Thank God.

I just got back to town and

I heard about Tom.

Oh, no, he's fine.

100%, you'll be good
for your date.

He told you about our date?

Oh, yeah. He's really
looking forward to it.

You know,
it's not just any date.

It's the kind
you have to make sure

someone swings by
your house in the morning

to feed your fish.

Wow. Really?

Mmm.

The big one?
Mm-hmm.

Does Tom know?

Oh, yeah. We've been talking
about it for weeks.

Oh.

Good night.
Bye.

Oh, it is so nice
getting out of that stuffy bar.

I much prefer to get to know
someone outside.

100% agree. In fact,
I think there ought to be

a law that all first
dates should be outdoors.

Under the moonlight.

You are so charming.
I bet you don't even need

to use novocaine
on your patients. You just

flash those pretty blue eyes,
it just knocks them right out.

I'm sorry.

I, I can't do this.

No, that was my fault.
I misread...

No, it's just that I thought...

You're, you're a nice guy,
Walt, but...

I think I should go home.

And I have never been

more humiliated
in my whole life.

You've never been
more humiliated?

No.
Brick...

you're the one that came in
and hijacked my dinner.

You mean your date?

Who you've been parading

all around town
like a hormonal teenager.

Guys...

You can pay for the wedding.
Oh, thank you.

Finally! You know
that's fine by me.

Knock it off!
Both of you, both of you!

What's going on here?

This is a
personal dispute, Lavon.

Okay, well, it may be

a personal dispute, but you're

about to wake the
Hendersons' baby now.

Jim and Susie been sleep
training that kid for weeks.

How can I help you?

You can't.
I am gonna

resent this man for as long as I live!
No, Brick.

No!

Now, this town is too small
for resentment like that.

All right, ain't nobody
going home till we solve

this thing here, right now.

Okay, George,

now, I-I want you to just forget

everything that's
been said here tonight.

Not happening.
Okay, now, I know it ain't easy,

but just, look,
tell me this, okay?

Now, if you had one more
thing that you could say

to Brick Breeland
for the rest of your days,

for the rest of your days,

what would it be?
That is not a fair question

to be asking me
right now, Lavon.

All right,
but still I'm asking it.

Hmm?

You know what I'd say, Brick?

I'd say I'm sorry.

That I really am so truly sorry

for breaking
your daughter's heart.

The last thing I would ever
want to do in this world

was hurt her or hurt you.

'Cause the fact of the matter
is, you-you've been...

hell, you've been nothing less
than a father to me, Brick.

Well...

Maybe that's...

Maybe that's why
it hurts so much.

I mean, Lemon's loss...

It was my loss, too.

I mean, you...

you were in my family
for 15 years.

It felt like

I was losing a son.

Y'all go and, uh, shake hands.

I took another look
at your blood tests,

and in addition to the sodium,

there was a slightly elevated
level of hypericin.

Oh, boy.
Oh, no, don't panic.

It's not bad.

It turns out, hypericin
is the active ingredient

in an organic supplement
called Saint-John's-wort.

Have you heard of it?

I-I have.

People use it primarily
to treat anxiety.

Were you?

Maybe.

Tom, as your doctor,
can I ask you

if your anxiety has anything
to do with Wanda?

Uh...

Having sex with someone for
the first time is a big deal.

Ee...

So is having sex

for the first time.

I see.

I-I...

I love Wanda,
but-but I'm a religious person,

and I always thought I would
wait till I was married, but...

but she says we're
ready, and, like,

and I don't, I don't
want to disappoint her,

and I've been through,

like, six boxes of
Saint-John's-wort.

You know what, Tom?

Just talk to Wanda
and tell her the truth.

But what if I lose her?

I don't believe that you will.

But it's your life,

and you have to be honest
with yourself

about how you want to live it.

Dr. Hart.

What are you doing
out this late?

Heading home from work.
You?

I actually just had
a first date.

Oh.

And how did it go?

Well, it-it started out strong,
and then Brick showed up.

What?!

Ooh.

Disaster?
Uh...

I don't know.

Would you call the Hindenburg
a disaster?

Uh, hmm...
Hmm.

Well, you survived.

Very true. Very true.

And it actually did feel good
to have myself out there.

You know, just trying.

Just got to put yourself first
sometimes, I guess.

Yeah, you do.

All right, then.

Good night, Zoe.

I'm a problem solver.

And nothing brings me more
satisfaction in this world

than solving the problems
of BlueBell.

I'm-I'm sorry,

we-were we having
a conversation?

This morning you-you asked me

why I want to be mayor,
and I'm-I'm telling you.

A good 12 hours later.

Do you even know
what a mayor is?

A mediator. Yeah.

People come to you with
every issue you can imagine,

and it is your job
to figure out what they need.

And guess what.
I'm good at it.

As a matter of
fact, I'm great at it.

For a football player.

No.

Listen close, Ruby.

I am proud of what
I've done for this town,

more than any tackle
I ever made in the NFL.

And yeah,

job fell in my lap
'cause of who I was...

but who I was is not
who I am now.

And who are you now?

I'm Mayor Lavon Hayes.

And I intend to stay that way.

For another month, anyway.

This is gonna be fun.

Night, Lavon.

Lemon. Over here.

Hmm. Climb aboard

to my floating crap shack,
or as I call it,

the S.S.
Metaphor for My Marriage.

I don't know.

Fresh coat of paint,
some curtains...

you could spruce
that thing right up.

And still I'd rather sink it.

How'd your evening pan out?

You engaged yet?

Oh, it was a terrible idea.

I don't know why you insisted

on having a girls' night out
anyway.

Lemon, talk to me.

What is going on with you?

This whole race with George,
hunting for a husband?

It's only been a couple weeks,
and he's already dating.

Who cares when George
Tucker starts dating?

It's got nothing
to do with you.

I know.

But I will say this.

I do think you were
in better shape

the day after
your wedding blew up.

Remember?

You were gonna get an
apartment, find a job,

be a whole new Lemon Breeland.

What happened?

It was too hard. I-I...

I couldn't afford
to move out on my own.

I was the worst waitress that
the Rammer Jammer's ever seen.

So? You get back out
there and try again.

You want an apartment?

Move onto this houseboat.

Hell, I'll even
help you paint it.

You're serious?

Yes.

You want a job?

Spend ten minutes, and figure
out what you're good at.

No, we know
it's not waitressing.

But Crickett
and I were watching you

at the bar
during our girls' night.

Know what we saw?

A crazy-competitive nut job

fighting over a dentist
with admittedly decent hair?

A force of nature at work.

Someone who doesn't
hear the word "no".

When you set your
mind to something,

you will it into existence.

You always have.

Take those powers
and use 'em for good.

How badly do you want to beat
Ruby Jeffries for mayor?

More than you know.

Then let me run your campaign.

You will be unbeatable, Lavon.

No one wants to see
Ruby Jeffries go away

more than I do.

And when I set my mind to something...
Oh, okay.

Okay. Can I think about it?

Sure.

You can give me
your answer on Monday.

You can find me
at my new home...

AnnaBeth's houseboat.

Wait, wait. Lemon Breeland's
living on a boat?

That's me.

I'm just full of surprises.

Let's go.

Get around him, man.
Come on!

Hey.

Well, what have you got there?

I know this guy,

kind of an amateur expert
on happiness,

and according to him, playing

video games like Halo

actually increases

people's overall
levels of happiness.

It's scientific.

Huh. You know, I, uh...

I think
I've heard similar things.

Well, as a person of science,

I figure, I ought to see
if there's any truth to it.

I agree.

As it turns out,

I have one of these,

uh, happiness machines

that will play
your so-called "video games."

You, uh... you want me
to fire it up?

Well, if you want to.

Yeah. Hey, why don't you, uh,
why don't you grab a seat?

Hey, while we're, uh...

while we're on the subject,

I've actually read news studies

that say that, uh,
a strip version

of the game actually
makes people even happier.

Yeah.
Really?

Yeah, it's weird.
Strip Halo?

Uh-huh.
I don't know.

That sounds pretty complicated.

No, not really.
It's actually pretty simple.

I think you'd get
the hang of it.

Well, you are the expert, so

I guess we ought to try it.

Right.

Right, 'cause
who doesn't want to be happy?