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?
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♪ 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.
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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.
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,
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?
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