Hart of Dixie (2011–2015): Season 2, Episode 7 - Baby, Don't Get Hooked on Me - full transcript

Perhaps after this election,

we can find a way
to work side by side.

Lavon:
Kiss the past good-bye.

I was flirting with you
in the debate,

and I thought I felt something
coming back the other way,

and if I got that wrong,
then I'm sorry.

I was flirting with you, too.

People can conquer Miles,

or any sort of obstacle,
if it's meant to be.

Are you seeing someone?

There may be someone
I may have feelings for.



You act like you don't even want
Ruby Jeffries out of our lives.

Why do you care so much about
getting rid of Ruby Jeffries?

Ruby doesn't get to swoop in
and take him.

I saw him first.
No, you didn't.

I'm sorry?
We were in love once,

and Lord help me,
I still think I am.

And by one vote,

the election goes to
Mayor Levon Hayes!

(Cheering)

Oh, my.

(Wade laughing)

- Yeah.
- Hey.

That better not be my
last black and white cookie.

Is that what they call these?



I feel like they kind of
phoned it in

on the naming process.

My mom shipped those
to me from New York.

They're my favorite things
in the whole world,

and now they're gone.

Thought that about
tube tops, too,

but they came back.

(Clears throat)

Hey, look, I'm sorry, all right?

I got, uh...

I got seven minutes
till I gotta be at work.

I'll make it up to you. Oh, gee, how
could I resist such a romantic proposal?

That's what I love
about our arrangement...

No romance.

No, get away.

I'm not saying
that I want romance,

but I'm also not
a Ford, you know,

I need something besides
your key to start my engine.

So you are saying
you want romance.

No.

I don't know.
Never mind.

How did evolution manage
to skip Bluebell entirely?

Well, it happens.

We also missed out
on Bieber fever.

Whoa, hold on.

Don't slam the door.

Ruby's still sleeping.

Oh, I see.

You've had
your first slumber party.

Yeah, there wasn't much
slumbering going on.

If you get my drift.

- Oh, yeah, I do.
- Oh!

I'm starting to decode the
nuances of the local dialect.

Ruby (Yawning):
Oh, hey.

Morning, Zoe. Wow.

Pancakes, bacon and a rose?

Now that's romantic.

It's supposed to
be eaten in bed.

I know... I was
too far away from you.

You know,
I'm-I'm gonna go

while you're
still wearing things.

Ruby:
Oh, hey, Zoe.

Levon and I put all that
election nonsense behind us.

I'm hoping you and I can, too.

You want to grab coffee later?

Oh, you know, I wish I could,

but Brick refuses to hire any
of the receptionist candidates

that I like, so now I am forced

to teach an intern
how to work the phones.

But, you know, the kids
these days are so techno-savvy,

she'll probably teach me
a thing or two, huh?

(Laughs) See you.

(Door opens, closes)

She still hates me.

- I shall comfort you.
- Oh, really?

Mm-hmm. And how are
you gonna do that?

Okay, first we got
to get upstairs.

(Laughs)

Lemon:
There you are.

Today is a historic day.

Mm-hmm, the anniversary of the
start of the Nuremberg Trials.

I have a history app.

And it is the day that I found
my singular purpose in life.

Oh. That which will
fulfill me creatively,

reward me professionally and
distract me thoroughly

from the budding
romance between Levon

and she-who-shall-not-be-named.

Well, don't make me wait
till they update my app.

We are starting
a catering business.

- Yes!
- W-we?

We've been dreaming about
it since the third grade.

Remember when our lemonade stand
sold out in less than two hours?

Mm-hmm.

Well, what do you say?

Oh, golly, what do I say?

I say I am truly flattered.

But now's not a good time.

People are spending less
in this economy.

Yeah, but we don't want to work
for those kind of people, so...

And the businesses
struggling the most?

Caterers.

I just saw it on 60 minutes.
You don't even have to check.

Oh.

Well.

I guess I could just find
something else to do.

I like the sound
of that already.

I mean, I did do
a tremendous job

working on Lavon's campaign,

maybe there's something
for me in politics.

Oh, Lord, yes.

Do that. Mm-hmm.

And this is the hold button.

Ooh, I've always wanted
to put someone on hold.

Look, I've been practicing.

Good afternoon.

Dr. Breeland
and Dr. Hart's office.

Please hold.

Love it. Very classy.

Although, just "Hart" then
"Breeland" is easier to say.

(Door closes)

Brick:
Hello, everyone.

Hey there, Pickle.

You are looking just as
cute as a button today.

Thanks, Brick.
It's a new outfit.

Yeah. Looks like Stella
got her groove back.

Well, Emily does make me happy.

Please don't ruin
it by talking.

We had a horse-drawn carriage

take us around
Charlotte last night.

We sipped champagne

and looked at the stars.
(Phone rings)

It was amazing.

Rose:
...Dr Breeland's offices.

You can spare us
the gory details.

Mm-hmm, okay.
I'll let him know.

Uh, Dr. Breeland,
that was Coach Scott

down at the high school.

The entire football team has

a bad case of athlete's foot.

You have to help them
'cause we can't lose

our big game against

- Thurlow High this weekend.
- Okay, you, uh,

check my calendar and, uh, see
if I'm free this afternoon.

Come on, Jim.

Since when did you
get into football?

I'm not.
I am into Max Burgess.

He's the place kicker.
He's smart and sensitive

and thoughtful
and the best part?

His girlfriend just
moved to Montana.

Okay, I hope this
doesn't sound harsh,

but based on
your previous obsessions,

does he even know
that you're alive?

That's the thing... he does.

We've had lunch three times
this week already.

Yesterday, I traded my ho ho
for his ding dong.

Okay, I'm not up
with the teen slang,

but I really hope
those are still snacks.

Brick:
How's it looking?

Uh, you have
a 2:00 and 3:00,

but you're free at 4:00.

Oh, but no, Emily and I were
gonna Skype at 4:00,

and, uh, I need to set up
that camera in my office.

It's always facing the wrong way

and I'm kind
of working on a poem.

I'm free. I'll go.

Oh, no, no.

Remember last year when
you pranced in there wearing

those shorty-shorts and I got
all those irate phone calls

from some mothers...
No, no, no.

First, I did not "prance""

I am not a show pony.

Second, my wardrobe is stylish,

yet professional.

Right, Rose?
Tell him.

No, you are not going.

No, I forbid it.

I'm sorry, you forbid it?

Rose, you got that calendar
open... what year does it say?

Bunch of neanderthals,
you know?

Maybe I don't need romance,

but a little respect,
even a little courtesy.

Would that kill anybody?

No.

Excuse me.

And I was in such a good mood.

(Phone rings)

Just say my name first.

Lavon:
Morning, Lemon.

Well, if it isn't Bluebell's
newest power couple.

Lavon, it's nice to see you.

Ruby, you wear defeat very well.

Thank you, Lemon, and as always,
idleness suits you.

(Laughs) Bye now.

Yes (Laughs)

Goodness, I'm just running
into everyone this morning.

It's like a private tour
of my own life.

You okay, Lemon?
You look a little pale.

Then the efforts
to avoid the aging effects

of sunlight are succeeding.

Are you okay or is this box
a little cry for help?

Funny, funny. No, tomorrow is
Judge Perkins's 60th birthday

and I'm throwing him a party.

Oh, goodness, the only party
anyone would want to go to

for Judge Perkins is the
spreading of his ashes.

Exactly, which is why every year
a local lawyer

gets the privilege
of hosting his birthday bash.

Last year, Linwood Davis
hosted a luau for him

and a tiki torch lit
the judge's toupee on fire.

This year, Linwood Davis
lost every single case.

Oh. I cannot afford
to screw this up.

Well, I'm happy to help
if you want.

I have a little time
on my hands.

Oh, no, that's mighty kind of
you, but I just hired Annabeth.

For what?

She started a catering business.

She didn't tell you?

See you, Lemon.

Well, I guess we can add
Lemon to the growing list

of Bluebell residents
not happy we're a couple.

(Groans) The only opinions that
matter to me are yours and mine.

(Laughs)

You know it's been five minutes.
Uh-oh.

And my lips miss you.

(Giggling)

(Screams) Oh!

Hey!

Get off my lawn, predator.
What-what are you...

- What the heck has gotten into you?
- I want that man off my property.

Lavon is my guest!

Uh, Ruby, no.

I'll go home and dry off.

My new suede shoes, man.

Lavon, I'm so sorry.

I'll call you later.

Not on my phone, you won't.

I have my own phone.

What is wrong with you?

Zoe:
I want each of you to

use the can of fungal spray
twice a day,

and keep your feet dry.

It should clear up soon.

Any questions?

Yeah, I got this raging case
of jock itch.

(Snickering) You
mind taking a look?

Ha, how cute...
A baby caveman.

Okay, nimrods,
back to practice.

Unless you want
to lose this game.

But I promise you
if you lose this game,

you will never ever
have a happy life.

Go, let's go.

The itching shouldn't
affect their playing.

They should be fine.

Really? I was hoping
that might be what's wrong

with our kicker Max.

Zoe:
Max?

Is that Max burgess?

Yup, been in a funk all week.

Didn't his girlfriend
just move away?

We're not Facebook friends.

I don't know.

Can you talk to him?
Thurlow games always

come down to the wire.

We need a kicker to win.

Hey, Max.

I'm Zoe.

We didn't have a chance to chat
while I was spraying your feet.

You're Rose's friend.

She talks about you a lot.

Isn't Rose the best?

They really broke the mold
when they made her.

That's what I used
to say about Lynette.

Till she moved away to Montana.

Just so far away,
it might as well be Idaho.

(Clears throat)

Broken hearts are no picnic.

This town takes football
really seriously.

I don't want
to let everybody down.

Please tell me there's
a pill I can take

to make this all go away.

Legally no.

And they make you real thirsty.

Sadly, only time
can heal the heart.

Meanwhile, you have to kick.

I can't kick without Lynette.

She was like your lucky charm?

- Exactly.
- Well,

what helped you
kick before Lynette?

Michelle?

And before her, Kim.
Then Jemma.

Then Vanessa...
Or was it-was it Brandy?

Sounds like having
a special someone

in your life
gives you confidence.

Yeah, I think you're right.

You know, you are
a special guy, Max.

And you need to find yourself
an equally special girl.

As a matter of fact,
someone smart, funny

and adorable might be
right under your nose.

And I think you know
who I'm talking about.

I think I do.

Well, I have said too much
already. I should go.

(Chuckles) Don't put so much
pressure on yourself.

Hart of Dixie 02x07
Baby, Don't Get Hooked On Me
Original Air Date November 20, 2012

Um, I'll take two dozen
of these sirloins, please.

Oh, perfect.

My, my, someone's hungry.

I'm... gonna
freeze them!

You just can't beat this price!

Or you could just serve them
at Judge Perkins's

birthday party tomorrow night.
I mean, they'd be perfect.

Lemon, I am so sorry I didn't
tell you this morning.

You just caught me
by surprise is all,

and after the divorce,
I was just so excited

to finally have
something all mine.

You don't have to apologize.

You are much more suited to
being a caterer than I am.

I mean, after all the mental
stimulation of running

a political campaign, I'm sure
I just would have been bored.

I am truly blessed
with your friendship.

You are always so supportive.

I just wish that
you hadn't deceived me

and robbed me of the opportunity
to be even more supportive.

Mm. Thank you.
This much is fine.

Well, good luck tomorrow night.

I'm sure that you will be
a huge success.

Thank you, Lemon. You
could teach a class

on how to be a good friend.

Oh, I would, but I bet you are
probably already teaching one.

(Both laugh)

(Sighs)

You know, until you came,

Lavon Hayes had a
98.7% approval rate.

Now I know who the other 1.3% was!
Oh.

Man, your grandpa
really hates me!

Honey, don't feel special...

Grandpa hates a lot of people.

Yeah, but you know,
in high school, we were tight.

He used to take me fishing and

tell me stories
about the Korean war

and the dangers of communism.

I thought you said
that it doesn't matter

what people think about us.

This is family.

Hey, you know what? Bring
him to lunch tomorrow.

Let me charm
the pants off of him.

Oh, gosh, you have
not seen grandpa

walk around the house
without his pants. Uh-uh.

Listen, he'll come around
in his own time.

We push, we could make
things worse.

I'll make my mama's
buttermilk biscuits.

Yeah. One bite and he'll have
nothing but love for Lavon Hayes.

(Sighs) Come on.

I just want to make things right
between him and me.

For us.

Please?

Pretty please?

All right, fine.

But you better wear something
waterproof.

I heard that.

Man...

Hey, Lemon, you got a second?

Oh, yes. Let me just
press "save""

writing my résumé is so
much fun. (Giggles)

What's going on?

Um, Judge Perkins just doubled

the guest list
for the party tonight.

And, well, I called
Annabeth to tell her,

and she let out this
little squeak of terror.

(Chuckles)

What?

Oh, nothing.

It's just the word "squeak."
It makes me laugh.

(Both chuckle)

Right. Um, well, I'm worried

that Annabeth might be in
over her head just a little bit,

and I need this party
to be a home run.

And, well, you are the Babe Ruth
of party planning.

And I was wondering
if you could

please, please, please
help her out?

Annabeth wants to do this
on her own,

and I must respect her wishes.

Uh, you could help me out.

Her or me.

Really, whichever one
you prefer.

I think it's a tie.

(Music playing,
people chattering)

Bartender, a glass of Pinot.

For the millionth time,
we got red, we got white, so...

I know, I just miss
saying it. Red.

All right.

You're in a good mood.

I cured some foot fungus, wow.

Began to break through
a kid's mental block,

all while doing a little
matchmaking in the process.

A good day's work.

And you Haven't even opened
my present yet.

What's this for?

You said you wanted romance,
I listened.

And it glows in the dark.

Good, well, you can use it
to light your way back

to your own bed tonight.

Now if you'll excuse me,
I'm meeting Rose for dinner.

So did you see Max?
Did you talk to him?

Did he mention me?
Does he have nice feet?

Yes, yes,
doctor-patient confidentiality.

Tell me everything.

Start from the beginning.
Oh, but wait, wait, wait.

I'm gonna close my eyes
and pretend like I was there.

("A bad case of loving you"
begins playing)

It's a flash mob!

♪ A hot summer night

♪ fell like a net

♪ I've gotta fi-I-I-ind
my baby yet ♪

♪ a pretty face

♪ a pretty face, girl ♪

♪ don't make no pretty heart ♪

♪ don't make no pretty heart ♪

♪ I learned that, baby

Zoe, this is all for you.

♪ From the start,
start-start-start ♪

♪ doctor, doctor,
gimme the news ♪

♪ I got a bad case
of lovin' you ♪

♪ no, no,
no pill's gonna cure my ill ♪

♪ I got a bad case
of lovin' you ♪

♪ doctor, doctor,
gimme the news ♪

♪ I got a bad case
of lovin' you ♪

♪ no, no,
no pill's gonna cure my ill ♪

♪ I got a bad case of lovin'

♪ lovin', lovin'

♪ you.

(Song ends, applause)

(Cheering)

Oh, romance.

And just my luck, I'm too late.

I'm going to fix this.

♪

Morning, Zoe.

You've had a few deliveries.

Rose, I am so sorry.

Yesterday, when I went to Max

to encourage him to find a new
good luck charm, I meant you.

No, I get it.

I mean, what guy
wouldn't fall for you?

Anyway, I'm just going
to become a nun,

but maybe they'll let me
out of the convent

to come to your wedding.

Uh, I've got a delivery for...

Oh, my God, how much allowance
does that kid get?

Well, well, well.

I heard all about
your new fella.

Hey, do you know what you're
gonna wear to the prom?

I've got the situation
under control.

I'm going to find Max
today and explain to him

why his feelings
are misplaced.

Oh, no, you will not.

This morning, at practice,
he kicked a 50 yarder.

He's found his mojo again,

and unexplainably, it is you.

That mojo has to stay
until after the Thurlow game.

But that is insane.

And maybe illegal.

It's humane.

You're gonna break this kid's
heart one way or the other.

If you tell him tomorrow,
at least he's already

helped his team and the town
to win the big game.

I'm not going to string along
a 15-year-old boy

just because he thinks
he's in love with me.

- Oh, no?
- No.

After Max's serenade
at the Rammer Jammer,

the whole town already knows

you're the reason
he's kicking again.

So who do you think they're
going to blame if he stops?

(Sighs heavily)

Tell Rose to cancel my patients.

I'm going off the grid.

Another thing...
You need to close that new road.

Come summer, we'll be covered
in tourists like bees on honey.

Tourism brings money
to this town, grandpa.

They also hog the best
benches on the square.

I appreciate you bringing that
to my attention, Sergeant.

Not that you're going to
do anything about it.

(Clears throat)
Doesn't Lavon have a nice home?

It is much nicer
with the two of you in it.

I don't know, there's
something sad about it.

All those trophies
from your glory days,

reminding you you're
a has-been.

Grandpa.

Oh, now, Ruby, it's okay.

The man is entitled
to his opinion.

Uh-uh-uh-uh.

Hands off the granddaughter.

Just pretend she's
that last pass

during the Georgia
game, and drop her.

(Ruby clears her throat)

- Biscuits, Sergeant?
- Oh.

My mama's secret recipe.

- Oh.
- And it'll help you keep your mouth busy.

Where did your mom learn to
cook, the British Navy?

What? No.

No, no, no!

Now, you can insult
my leadership,

you can even insult
my football career,

but not my mama's cooking.
Not under my roof. Uh-uh.

I didn't want to
come here anyway.

Ain't nobody keeping you.

Try any door,
see how it works out for you.

- Grandpa. Oh!
- Burt Reynolds!

Grandpa.

(Scoffs)

You happy, Lavon?

See? Worse.

Cricket:
Start plating the mushrooms.

Oh, remember,
water glasses on the right.

Oh, no,
I forgot to preheat the oven.

350, right?

Oh, Crickett, thank you.

I am so lucky that you called
and offered your help.

Well, I can sense a belle
in need

like a disturbance in the force.

You know, I think I should
Polish the silverware.

Oh, that's a great idea.

Whoa.

Wait, no.

These are blue hydrangeas.

I ordered white.

Crickett called
and changed the order.

I thought the blue looked better
with the tablecloths.

You know, you're right.

Crickett, where on earth

did you get such a head
for entertaining?

Oh, I have a great many talents
you do not know about.

Mmm, no, you don't.

Well, I might.

All right, where is she?

Who?

Abort, abort, abort.

Oh, Lemon Breeland!

(Feedback screeches,
Lemon cries out)

Not so fast.
Get over here.

(Wade laughs)

Okay, listen,
before you blow a gasket,

all right,
George asked me to be here.

This is a very important
event for him.

It's really important
to me, too.

Well, then be honest.

You need my help.

Well, he added 30 people!

Don't you worry, honey,
I got your back, okay?

T minus two hours,
people! I need someone

on salads, someone
on silverware,

and someone on sirloin.

Stat! Go! Move!

(Knocking on door)

Wade:
Hey, Zoe, open up.

Come on, I know
you're in there.

Hurry up, get inside.
Did anyone see you?

Oh, yeah.

Paparazzi

camped out in the bushes.

What is going on?

I'm hiding out from Max.

He keeps declaring
his love to me,

and I can't break his heart
until after the game tomorrow.

Well, kid's got
serious dance moves.

Might as well let him
get to first base.

No!

Quick hand up the skirt
and team wins,

what's the harm?

You think that's first base?

Yeah, why?

Nothing.
Just explains a lot.

Look, at least

Max's version of romance

doesn't involve
glow-in-the-dark butt floss.

You could learn
a few lessons from him.

Hey.
(Knocking on door)

Max: Zoe, you in there? Shh.

Well, well, well.
Shh, shh.

- Shut up.
- Class is in session.

- What are you doing? What are you d...
- Hey, Max!

- Wade.
- Coming, buddy.

- Come on in.
- Hey.

Wade, is Zoe here?

As a matter of fact, she is...

Right behind me.
(Zoe gasps)

Hey, Max.

What's up, brother?

I was hoping we could talk.

(Sighs) You know,

I should probably
leave you two alone.

I was starting to
feel like a bit

of a third wheel anyway.

Enjoy. Okay,
have a great time.

Did you get my flowers?
(Chuckles)

Max, I'm-I'm...

I'm flattered, but I am
twice your age.

Oh, no, no, no.
Demi and Ashton made it work.

Uh, okay,

longer than anybody
expected. Look,

I know I'm in high
school, and you're...

not, but...

Please, just go to dinner
with me tonight. Max,

I would love to.

But I have to work tonight.

You know, I-I am a doctor,

so I have to deliver a baby.

The Smitherman baby,
and the hospital

is in Mobile, so I really
should get going.

Hey, doc.
Great news.

Smithermans delivered
the baby in a bathtub.

- You don't have to go in.
- Great!

Then I'll pick you up at 8:00.

(Chuckles)

(Gasps) Oh, and, um,

when I... when I
say pick you up,

I-I-I'll just
be walking.

But I'm four months away from
getting my license, so...

- Max...
- It's a date. She'll see you then.

- All right.
- Run along now, pal.

Five bucks says
he brings you a corsage.

- Mm-hmm.
- I hate you.

- No, you don't. Come on.
- Get out!

- All right.
- Out!

I brought you something.

Oh, you shouldn't have.

This corsage is plenty.

Come to my game tomorrow?

I saved you a seat,
uh, in the front row,

right next to my dad.

'Cause that wouldn't
be awkward.

All right,
red wine for the lady,

and a root beer

for the well-dressed
young man.

Wade, we didn't order these.
Oh,

that's all right.
Brick, uh,

sent 'em over.

We should order.

N-now, this is my treat.

Though we can only
spend, um... $23.

I blew the rest of my
allowance on flowers.

(Chuckles)

'Kay.

(Clears throat) Sergeant,

I-I need to speak with you.

Am I gonna have to get my hose?
Look,

I'm sorry about earlier, okay?

You remember years ago, when...

Ruby and I first started dating,

you took me

fishing at dogwood creek?

I should've kept the fish
and tossed you back.

(Chuckles nervously)

On the ride up, you said,

"son, if you hurt Ruby,

I'm gonna hurt you."

Looked like you were
about to mess your pants.

Felt that way, too.

(Chuckles) Yeah,

but after that
we had a great time.

Okay, then a year later I went
away to college and I hurt Ruby.

And I think

you've been trying
to hurt me back ever since.

- Am I right?
- What is this?

Some kind of interrogation?
I don't have

- to answer your questions.
- Look,

look, I'm a different man now.

So wh-what can I do to get you
to forgive me?

Oh.

Well...

A tree fell down in the back.
You can, uh...

chop that up into firewood.

Seriously?

- Yeah.
- Okay.

Done.

(Chuckles) Hey, hey, and, uh,

you can...

Unclog my septic tank.

Here, I'll just, uh...

I'll just make you a list.

Guests are all seated.

30 seconds until first course!

Uh, could everyone gather
round and join hands?

Ooh, I feel like
one of Katy Perry's

- backup dancers.
- 15 seconds.

I would like to thank all
of you. This is a very

special moment for me.
It's always been

- a dream of mine to...
- Okay, time's up!

All right, let's get those
salads out there, people.

You remember, you lean

from the left.
No smiling, no frowning,

no facial expressions.

Now, go.

Thank you for all your help,

but I can handle
everything from here.

Oh, that's not necessary.
I'll stay till dessert.

Plating cheesecake...
It's... tricky.

I said I've got it.

Annabeth...

I was having a prayer circle.

My prayer circle, my night.

George asked me for his help,

because he obviously knew
that you needed it.

And you couldn't wait to horn
in, because you cannot stand

that I started this business
without you.

Because we have dreamed
about doing this together

ever since we opened up...

Lemon's Lemonade!
I remember.

I also remember
wanting to offer

Annabeth's apple juice,
but you said

it would be too confusing
for the customers!

We live among simple people.

This is why I didn't want to...

Good news, the judge loved
his mini...

- Quiches.
- Everything has to be your way,

bossing everybody around.

If you really wanted
Annabeth's apple juice,

you should've fought for it.

Instead of letting
your resentment just

grow and fester for 20 years
until it ruins our friendship!

- Ladies...
- you will not put this on me.

You are ruining our friendship,

- What?!
- Because you can't

handle when I stand up to you,

- which is now a total of twice!
- What?!

Okay.

There we go.

Doesn't it feel good

to-to get everything
out there,

to clear the air?

Now, can we...

get back to work, please?

Lemon:
Good luck cutting

clean slices out of
those cheesecakes, Missy.

It's a knife and hot water.

It's not the secret
to nuclear fusion!

(Stomps foot) Oh!

George:
Lemon. Annabeth,

I... Lemon...

Mm... oh, boy.

You are...

magnificent.

(Mouth full):
Thank you.

Max:
A-and I'm not

just talking
about your kind eyes.

Or your glowy,
dew-kissed skin.

I'm talking about your brain.

Thanks, Max.

- That is nice to hear.
- You know,

y-you're all of
those things

and a damn good doctor.

I mean.. I mean,
m-my feet...

Would you excuse me a moment?

Rose:
Looks like

you two are going steady.
Congratulations.

No, Rose, I do not even
want to be here.

Oh, so it's Rose's fault
you're on a date with her man?

No, but, look, if I break
his heart now, we might lose.

You're smart. You went
to college for, like, ever.

If you wanted to end it,
you could figure out how.

Burn.

Let's go, Tonya.

I've lost my appetite.

FYI, cougar is not
a good look on you.

Wade:
Ooh, man.

Mean.

Thanks, wade.
Thanks a lot.

What did I do?

♪

Oh.

So... uh...

If we win tomorrow, uh...

there'll be a victory bonfire.

I was... I was thinking
we maybe could go.

Max, I can't go on any
more dates with you.

Look, I shouldn't have
gone on this one.

It's wrong.

W... it's...

It's not...

How can something so wrong
feel so right?

You made me want
to be a better man.

Max...

That's not possible.

Oh, thank you.

No, because you're-you're
not a man.

Yet.

Look, Max, I know

you feel like we had
a connection yesterday,

but you were just still in a
lot of pain from your breakup

with Lynette, and you're
transferring those feelings

- to me.
- No, no,

look, that was just puppy love,
this is real.

Zoe,

we can make this work.

C-can I kiss you?

No, Max! Look,
I only went

on this date with you
because everyone in town

wants you to kick
that football tomorrow.

I'm sorry.
You are an amazing kid.

You know what?

As a good luck charm,
you really suck.

And...

You should've waited to tell me
till after the game.

♪

(Chatter)

(Booing and hissing)

(Clears throat, chuckles)
(Zoe sighs)

- Hello, Dr. Hart.
- You know,

I am pretty used
to everyone here

hating me for one reason
or another

but for not dating a minor?
That's new.

- You could've waited one more day.
- Oh, my God,

- you too?
- Hey, you wanted me

to date. I'm just asking
for the same thing.

That is not funny.

I'll tell you what,

if you need any, uh,
legal protection,

you just give me a call.

Ha-ha.
(George laughs)

I am not in the mood.

I come in peace, doc.
I come in peace.

You know, I think you
did the right thing

last night, uh,

breaking that kid's heart
and all.

You do?

Heck, yeah.

He's acting like he's the hero
in a romantic comedy.

That ain't the way
the world works,

all right?
You're just, you know...

toughening him up.

He's already tough.

You know, it takes guts
to do what Max did.

He really put himself
out there.

Come on. He was...
prancing around here,

- making a damn fool out of himself.
- No.

Was it over-the-top?

Yes. But was it nice
to be appreciated?

Absolutely.

You know, in the end,

that is all a romantic gesture
is meant to do.

At least he took a chance.

Hey...

(Groans)

(Sighs)

I finished.

Stayed up all night...

Almost got bit
by a mean-ass raccoon.

That's how important

it is for me to earn
your forgiveness.

I forgave you a long time ago.

- What?
- Mmm.

Why'd you ask me to do
all them chores?

I didn't want to do them and
I'm too cheap to pay somebody.

Look, you dumping my grandbaby
back then was a gift.

It freed her
from following your dreams

so she could follow her own.

And now your
grandbaby's back here

and staying here because of me,

so you should thank me.

I don't want Ruby
tied down here.

She's always dreamed
bigger than Bluebell.

Just because one of her dreams

came true doesn't mean
she's stopped dreaming.

Now, thanks for your help

and don't drink out of my hose.

Last night was a huge success.

The judge had three helpings.

This morning he called me
G-Tuck, which I hate

but will grow to love,
I am sure.

Well, I am so glad.

I know there were a
few snafus, but...

George, what was
so important that...?

What is she doing here?

I would like to ask
the same question.

Lemon, if you,

if you would kindly just

please...

All right, listen,

I was just telling Annabeth
how great last night went,

and I owe it to both of you.

- Very nice, now good-bye.
- Thank you, can I go now?

Ladies, listen.

Annabeth, your cooking is
just this side of heaven.

Oh, well, that's sweet.
Yeah,

but you're terrible
at organization

and time management.

Lemon, you're organized,
you're disciplined,

and you make quick choices.

Thank you.
(Chuckles)

But your mini quiches
cannot hold a candle to hers.

(Gasps) You love my mini
quiches, you always said so.

And now I don't have to.

Hmm.

Y'all two complement each
other, okay, you always have.

Hmm, it's mostly me
complimenting her.

No, no, no, no, I mean
"complementing,"

like with an "e."
With an "e""

it's... uh, you know what?

You fit together, okay?

So why don't we

just stop
all this silly fighting?

And let's start working
together to make the best

damn catering business
in Southern Alabama.

What do you say?

Or don't.

I don't care.

Now, if you'll excuse me,

the big game is about to start.

(Sighs)

So you're really not playing?

I'm not gonna go out there
and choke

in front of all those people.

Thanks to you
and Lynette's parents,

I am without a lucky charm.

Max, all those girls...
They were just magic feathers.

No, they were girls.

No, I mean like in dumbo.

Something to cling to until
you could believe in yourself.

I've seen Dumbo.

Doesn't mean
I can kick the ball.

Max, what you did... pursuing
a woman twice your age

and proving it by
dancing in front

of the whole town... I mean, that
is one of the bravest things

that I have ever seen.

Trust me, I know grown men

that can't do what you did.

Really?

Really.

Some girl... she is going
to be so lucky

to be your girlfriend,
but this football game...

This has nothing
to do with luck.

This is all about bravery,

so you need to go out there,

drown out the voices and the
crowd, look at that football,

and kick the hell out of it.

I've seen you dance,

so I know those feet...
They've got moves.

Thanks.

Go get 'em.

(Chuckles) Aah!

Zoe: Go get 'em guys.

[ All ] Thanks, Doc.

(Clapping)

♪

(Cheering)

Zoe Hart,

I don't know what you did,

but I could just kiss you.

No need... pat on
the back will do.

(Chuckles)

Hey, did you see that game?

Final play, Max kicks
a field goal to win it.

He did great

and, I must admit,
you did, too.

Did you just pay me
a compliment?

I do not need to repeat myself.

Rose.

Rose, wait up.

I am so, so sorry.

- I never meant for any of this to happen.
- I know.

I just seem to have a talent

for liking boys who
love someone else.

Want to talk about it
over a milk shake?

I'll buy.

Hey, Rose.

Victory party at Teddy's house.

You should come.

Oh, my God.
(Gasps)

Lemon:
Oh, George, there you are.

Uh, we require
your legal counsel.

Really, y'all can't settle
this without lawsuits?

We're not suing each other.

We're taking your advice

and starting a business
together... 50-50.

Which is why

we need you to draw up
the business agreement...

For free, of course, since you
left me at the altar and all.

Great.

Great, that's great news.

It's a simple contract.

I just need the, uh,
the company name.

I was thinking maybe
L & A Catering.

No, that sounds
too corporate and cold.

How about,

um, Annabeth's?

Aw, really?

(Laughs)

Okay, thanks.

Annabeth's it is.

- Thank you.
- All right.

See y'all later.

Bye.

You said yes so quickly,
no "Oh, I couldn't."

That's okay.

Hey, Wanda, could I,
could I ask you something?

Mm-hmm.

Well, I got this friend,

and he wants to do
something romantic

for this girl
he's been hanging out with,

you know, something to show
her he appreciates her.

Aw, that's so sweet.

Whatever... I-I hate all
that mushy stuff, but, uh,

I thought you might have
some ideas

I could pass along to him.

Hmm, well, Tom's always
doing small things

like dedicating Celine Dion
songs to me on the radio.

Oh, and he got us those
matching spray paint t-shirts

they make at the fair.

Yeah, I think
my friend would think

those were
pretty terrible ideas.

It really doesn't
matter what it is

as long as it's from the heart.

Right.

Hmm.

Let's get 'em now,
let's get 'em.

(Laughing):
Go, go.

Yeah.

Oh, hey.

You know, crazy thing
happened last night.

While I was sleeping, elves
came in and mowed the yard,

chopped firewood, even fixed

the squeaky screen door out
back so I can sneak out.

You wouldn't happen
to know anything

about that, would you?

I don't involve myself
with elves.

(Laughs)

They creep me out.

Grandpa will come around
eventually, I promise.

Yeah.
He will.

It just means so much
to me that you tried.

You think you could be
happy here?

In Bluebell?

Whoa, where'd that come from?

I know how important
your career is,

and I can't see you
running a corporation

over the free wifi
at the Butter Stick Bakery.

I'm here now.

Okay, that's all that matters.

Let's just take it day by day.

(Giggles) Yeah.

I don't want
to hold you back, though.

If I wanted out of
Bluebell, trust me,

not even you could
hold me back.

(Both laugh) That's true.

I've had the high pressure job,

I've had the expense account,

the penthouse apartment.

I've had it all

except for one thing.

A boat?

I've had a boat...
It's a lot of work.

Love, silly.

Done with that football?

Mm-hmm, I'm done
with football.

- Mm-hmm?
- Mm-hmm.

(Chuckles)
Mm-hmm.

If you think the
cookies are a mess,

you should see Lavon's kitchen.

I've never really baked before.

Black and white cookies.

I can't believe you did this.

Thank you.

Well, you don't have to make
such a big deal out of it.

They probably suck.

- Mmm.
- Definite... okay, they suck, all right.

Just... okay.

(Chuckles)

It's the thought that counts.

So, uh...

What do we...?

Get naked?

Thank God, I thought
you'd never ask.