02x22 - On the Road Again

[bunniefuu]

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 k*lling me, lady.

Seriously k*lling 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 w*r 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.