Welcome to Flatch (2022–…): Season 1, Episode 7 - The Sweet Spot - full transcript

Whoever started
this whole generation thing

with X was a total idiot.

Yeah, I mean, like,
we're already at Z.

Yeah.

So what happens after us?
Do they go to AA?

What the...

Whoo.

Hey, peeps!

What are my two
crazy amigos up to?

No one says peeps anymore,
dude, okay?

Except on Easter.



You like?
It's new.

No.

Oh, it's a little flashy
for my taste, so...

I'm calling it Draco,
not after Harry Potter's foil.

I knew you would go there,

but after my favorite constellation,

Draco the Dragon,
is circumpolar...

No one cares.
How did you get it anyway?

I saw a wallet
lying on the street,

like it was waiting for me.

It's what I like to call
a serendipitous moment.

And you stole money from the
wallet and you bought a moped?

No, I found the concerned
gentleman who owned it,

and as a reward he gave me $200



and this moped
that he had lying around.

I even got featured
in The Sweet Spot

in the Patriot.
I'm like a Flatch celebrity.

I'm surprised
you haven't heard.

- I'm sorry--okay.
- Uh-huh.

You're telling me that
you got a moped and 200 bucks

- because you returned a wallet?
- Mm-hmm.

We need to find
a lost wallet.

- Right now.
- Is that a wallet?

Go that way.

I like your place.
It really screams you.

You read my paper?

Yeah, I like to check out
the competition

in more ways than one.

But that new column
about good news,

um, what's it called?
The Sweet Place?

- The Sweet Spot.
- Yes.

It's human interest fluff.
Unless people are giving in

to their basest animal
instincts, no one cares.

People need positive news
in their lives.

Oh, positive?

You mean the kid
who took advantage

of an elderly
by swindling money

and a moped out of him?

How can you be so cynical?

And how can you be so naive?

Optimistic.

Potato/potahto.

Oh, it's potato.

That was kind of weird,

but kind of hot too.

We kissed,

but he was so mean,

but it was hot.

Yeah, definitely hot.

Hey, everyone.

Tickets for the meat raffle
don't go on sale till tomorrow.

We're here
for the assistant position.

Assistant?

Christine Cradle
at the Suit Shack

said that you
need an assistant.

Huh.

I off-handedly mentioned
to Christine,

while buying a suit jacket,

that I wish I had a bit more
help around the church.

I guess in a small town,
there's no such thing

as minister-salesperson
confidentiality,

but I am excited.

I'm getting an employee.

This opens up
a whole new world for me.

Holiday gift exchanges will be
a lot more surprising, for one.

I'm the boss.

So we didn't find
any lost wallets yesterday.

So on to Plan B.

Ah, dude,
do we have to deliver

these all the way
to Len's house?

I mean, can't we just, like,
leave them here

and just, like, tell him
where to find them?

Shut up, delivering them
was the deal, okay?

And Len was the only one

to take us up
on our good-deeds offer.

I'm just tired.

Flatch has, like, all these
charities to help people.

There's soup for the old,

which is kind of,
like, ageist, you know?

Then there's take a neck brace,
leave a neck brace.

There's one that, like,
fills in holes,

because people don't know
how to look where they walk.

Anyways,
they're all pretty lame.

And this way
we keep the proceeds,

like, we're the charity.

Yeah.
Oh, dude, it's Beth.

Come on, hurry.
Maybe she won't see us.

Sup, Beth?
You look fire.

Yeah, Beth and I

have been hanging out
for, like, two weeks.

Um, mainly just walking,

um, get my steps in.

We don't talk a lot,

but mystery is
in the silences.

Ew.

What is that?

Come on!

Um, I...

Oh, my God, dude,
did you just see that?

Dude, Beth just side hugged me.
What does that mean, dude?

Like, do you think we're,
like, officially a thing?

Who cares, okay?
I need you to focus, like...

Oh, my God.

Hey, guys.
What are you up to?

We are delivering
Len's groceries.

He gave us a list.
We shop and deliver.

Just one of our good deeds
for the day.

Well, that is
very nice of you.

Thanks, we're all about
doing the right thing.

I was inspired
by Kelly and Shrub today,

which is a change,

because they mostly
inspire worry.

And so I hired Blind Billy.

He seems like a smart,
capable guy,

and it's a privilege
to offer opportunities

to those who often
get overlooked.

You have no idea
how many people can't look

past my blindness.

I'm so far past it,
I can't even see it at all.

Was that offensive?

That was actionable.

Oh, my gosh.
I am so sorry.

I'm just roasting you, padre.

Oh, ha!
Ha, ha, ha, ha...

I hired Blind Billy to work
out at my farm,

because he said
he was a hard worker

and good with his hands.

He was good with his hands
all right.

He's got one of
my daughters pregnant

and the other one
keeps writing him letters.

I hired Blind Billy
as a tour guide.

He claimed he knew
the history of Flatch

like the back of his hand,
but then I caught him

reciting the theme song
to Gilligan's Island

like it really happened here.

It didn't.
It's a TV show.

- Hey!
- Hi, Len, as promised!

Also, we went paper
on the bags,

so recyclable.
Double good deed.

But where the hell
is the rest of my food?

Should be in there.

Mm-hmm.

You ate them.

I can smell my vinegar chips
on your breath.

I have the metabolism
of a hummingbird, okay?

So I have to keep refueling.
Okay, reward time.

Now Mickey was recently gifted
a moped, you know,

in terms of compensation--

You're welcome!

Day two, and things are going
really well with Blind Billy.

Sure, I've had to make
a few accommodations,

but more than happy to.

Blind Billy is now free to roam

without fear or sharp corners,

like Jesus
in the Judaean Desert,

except there's
no temptation here,

unless you count
my secret candy drawer.

No big deal.

You can't just sneak up
on me like that.

I'm blind!
My other senses are heightened.

You could have killed me
with a touch like that.

Sorry, but you
probably shouldn't be

listening to headphones
while the phone is ringing.

And how do you expect me
to read a book?

I don't know if you've noticed,
but I'm blind.

So if you'll excuse me...

Maybe you shouldn't be
reading while you're...

Okay.

It's important to me
that people don't look at me

and just see my disability.

I don't want the first thing
they say to be,

"There goes that blind guy."

I want them to think,

"There goes that
who happens to be blind."

- Hey.
- Oh, hey, what's up?

I need your help
choosing the book

for the next book club.

It's Father Joe's turn,

and I just can't with him.

How many Agatha Christies
am I expected to read?

Oh, I know.
He loves those,

but I'm actually gonna miss
tomorrow's book club meeting

because I have a date
with Jimmy again.

Ladies, am I invisible?
I'm on the phone, like...

Okay, sorry,
what were you saying?

So you like him?

No.

Yes.
I don't know, maybe.

Oh, it's so weird.

We have this bantery thing,
which is kind of sexy,

but then it stops being bantery
and starts getting fighty.

Oh, yeah.
You two wrestle?

No.

Well, we do wrestle
with our minds,

which is kind of invigorating, mainly.

I mean, Joe and I,
I was always the alpha,

but with Jimmy
it's kind of like

we're two rival debate captains

stuffed in a sack
clawing it out.

That doesn't sound sexy.

- Hey there, Shrub.
- Why are you working outside?

Oh, I'm just giving
Blind Billy his space.

Yeah, he meditates
every day for an hour,

and he says he can
smell my presence.

Can I ask you a question
real quick?

How do you know when a girl

becomes your girlfriend?

Oh, well, that's--

Because, like, I've been
hanging out with Beth for,

like, a couple weeks
and, like, you know,

we've, like, done stuff.

You know, actually,
I have a list...

No, no, please don't
read that out loud.

She hugged me,
but our fronts did not touch.

She bought me a soda,

and she did drink most of it.

Uh, I got cold;
she let me borrow her sweater.

I run very cold, but it's good
because she runs very hot,

if you know what I mean.

But here's the deal,
between you and me,

- and you can't tell anyone...
- Okay.

We haven't, like,

kissed or anything yet.

Well, that--
that comes in time.

Yes, but that's, like, a sign

that you're
in a relationship, right?

I don't know.

How did you know that you
and Cheryl were together?

She told me.

Yeah, that's pretty much how
our entire relationship went.

She, uh, she liked to be

in control a lot.

Well, Beth hasn't said
anything to me yet

because she barely talks.

It's actually
kind of concerning.

You got to ask her
if she's your girlfriend.

And when you do, you just--you
be honest with your feelings.

Hey!
Pipe down out there!

Sorry.

So word got out
about my good deeds.

Small town news flies faster
than a fart in the wind.

So it was only
a matter of time,

but I got a bunch of dumb stuff
for, you know,

all the good deeds
I've been doing.

Goalie.

Wonder what this opens?
Mickey got a moped, right?

But today, I'm going
after the white whale.

June has a car
that she doesn't even drive.

It's just, like,
sitting there gathering dust.

This is it, the white whale.

Hi, Junebug!

Got your mail from your mailbox
so you didn't have to walk

all the way down there,
long driveway.

Aren't you just
the sweetest thing?

This girl?

You must have heard
that my back has been acting up

ever since I tried
putting in my own deck.

You watch one home
makeover show

and you think you're Bob Vila.
Turns out, I'm not.

I don't know who that is,

but if you need anything else
done, I'm happy to help.

Why, yes.
Thank you.

Okay, while we wait
for Father Joe,

I say we discuss
next month's book.

I would love to read the--

The Duchess
and the Stable Boy.

No.
We just read that.

And it was dumb.

I mean, the Duchess
was always falling.

Did she have
a medical condition?

It's called love, Leotha.

She had to fall so
the stable boy could catch her.

This is why we need
to read the book again

because people aren't getting
the nuances, clearly.

Len, help me out.

I'm just here
for the free food.

Kelly and Shrub,
they ate all my good stuff.

Okay, well, I've actually
already brought copies

of our next book.
Gonna hand them out.

Oh, a little heavy,
be careful, right?

Here you go.
That's for you.

This one's for you. - Baby's First Six Months?

Yes, all the mommy blogs
give it two diapers up.

I already raised my children.
I don't need no damn book.

Okay, well, I'm really sorry,
but I'm a very busy woman.

So if you all want me
to stay in this book club,

which I think you do,
then we're gonna have to read

something that's
a little more relevant

to my current situation.

Also, Chantal keeps
chewing on her toes

and it's really
freaking me out.

Anyways, all in favor

of The Duchess
and the Stable Boy, say--

Nay!

God, Blind Billy,

this is a closed meeting
of literary minds.

Then what are you doing here?

It's no secret
that I hate Blind Billy.

He called animal control
on my dog

for peeing on his grass,
and he should have thanked me

because it's the only water

his grass has ever seen!

I'm not dealing with you,
not today, not any day.

You don't have a choice.
I'm Father Joe's assistant,

and starting today,
the book club is cancelled.

You can't do that.

Just did.
It's discriminatory.

You don't have
a wheelchair ramp.

The snacks have nuts.

And that's
a nut-allergy time bomb.

And y'all pick lousy books.

Sorry I'm late.

Uh...how are
my favorite book worms?

Blind Billy here
just canceled book club.

Can he do that?

According to Chapter 4,
Section 22

of the Church Bylaws,
any activity that discriminates

or minimizes another

shall be stricken
from church property.

- The church has bylaws?
- How could you hire him?

Did you not check
his references?

Clearly,
you never called me.

Okay, listen, just everyone
calm down, okay?

Why the hell are you
wearing a cat bell?

It helps Billy locate me.

His idea.

And you know what,
if I have to wear this cat bell

in order to help,
then so be it.

Is it annoying?
Yes.

Have I been mistaken
for an ice cream truck?

Yes.

Have I had two horny cats
and one confused dog

chase me around Flatch?

Yes.

But it's all
for the greater good.

I can't believe I got him
to wear the bell.

Hey, how is your car
running, huh?

I could take that off your
hands if you ever need it.

Uh, I did not expect
to be here this long.

I also didn't expect
to find a raccoon skeleton

under June's couch.

But it's gonna be worth it, so...

Kelly, I need
your help in here.

Okay.

Don't forget the back.

Heidi from Hair Matters
eloped yesterday,

threw off my wash schedule.

If I don't get
a professional wash every week,

my hair starts to look like
a curtain after a hurricane.

- Did you say car?
- No, I don't think so.

Ah, sounded like you did,
you know?

But when was the last time
you drove your car?

Oh, years.

I lost my virginity
in that car.

It was the summer of '71.

Tom Jones' "She's a Lady"
was playing on the radio,

and I was everything but...

Okay.
I have been thinking all day

about what I'm gonna say
to Beth.

To break the ice,

I'm gonna teach her
a few French curse words

because that's
the language of love.

Then I'm gonna ask her
if she's my girlfriend.

And then I'm gonna

put my lips on hers.

It's pretty romantic.

- Hey, bro.
- Not now, Mickey.

Can't you see
I'm--I'm trying to think.

Sorry, bro.
I was just out

picking a carrot bouquet
for Lady Beth.

She's allergic to flowers.

Isn't that cute?

Wait, why are you giving her
a carrot bouquet?

Well, I've got
a surprise for her.

I'm gonna give her
half of my reward money

so she can pay back
her cosmetology school loan.

Then I'm gonna ask her out.

No, dude,
you can't ask her out!

- Why not, bro?
- Because we're dating.

Huh.
Weird.

She never told me that,
and she tells me everything.

- Oh!
- Well, see you later, bro.

It's on.

Oh, Mickey might have a moped,
but guess what?

I know every single back way
to literally get anywhere

in Flatch.
I mean, it might surprise you,

I used to get chased a lot
as a kid,

but look at me now.

- Works.
- Works, okay...

You know, this is a really
pretty color blue, you know?

Kind of reminds me of
the color of your car,

you know the one you never use?

I really need to concentrate
on the pens right now.

Oh, it doesn't work.

Well, that was the last one.

You have been
such a great help today.

Yeah.

And for all your hard work,
I have something for you.

Take as many as you'd like.

And there's
something else too...

the white whale.

Okay, June just signed
her car over to me!

Who needs two wheels
when you can have four!

Whoo!

Okay.

Move, move, move!
Oh, my God.

Aw,

Hi, Shrub!

God!
God!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Hey.

Sorry, sons,
but you have to go around,

truck tipped over,
manure everywhere.

It's a literal storm.

You're funny.

He's funny.

- Thanks.
- Hey, Shrub--dang it!

Hey, nice wheels, Mick.

Thank you, Sheriff.
Thank you, it's new.

- Whoa!
- God, Bailey, move!

Yes.

Girlfriend...
Are you my girlfriend?

Okay.

Um, can I--can I have
a glass of water, please?

Yeah.

I ran out of gas
on the way to Beth's house,

and Mr. Reid picked me up.
He filled my tank.

And I helped him
build his fence.

And in return,
he gave me this puppy.

Hello.

Guess who's gonna be in
The Sweet Spot again?

We are.

Huh, he never
answers the phone.

Your podiatrist
is on line one.

Oh, and I also picked the book

for the next book club.

Are you gonna pick it up?

- Yes, but where's Blind Billy?
- I fired him.

You were never gonna do it,
and you're welcome.

Do you have the right
to do that?

Yeah, according to Chapter
17, Section 4 of the bylaws,

anyone annoying
can't work here.

- Is that an actual bylaw?
- It is now.

We'll discuss my salary
when you get off the phone

with your foot guy
and take off that stupid bell.

Candy.

So I sold June's car for
scraps, and I made 100 bucks.

Sorry.
Excuse me.

Also, I learned something
about myself.

I learned that I don't like
to do good deeds,

especially
when I get nothing for it.

It feels really good to know
that about myself.

I learned that life
is too short,

and you have to just go
after what you want.

Like, Beth and I still
haven't kissed or anything,

but I definitely
have a girlfriend.

Well, it looks like
I should put myself

in The Sweet Spot this week.

I hired Blind Billy

because there is
nothing more rewarding

than giving opportunities
to your marginalized neighbors.

Excuse me.
One sec.

Let's go!
We don't have all day!

Coming!