I just cannot wait any longer. I love you.
- Take it you two are an item now. - Yes, we are.
- Yay! That is so great! - What is this?
Harley made that for me when I was a little girl.
I thought you might like it.
Did you really mean what you said about me and music managing?
Oh, yeah. I am so proud of you.
I'm kind of sort of falling for you, AnnaBeth Nass.
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Hello?
Who's there?
- AnnaBeth Nass. - God?
It is I, Cyrus Lavinius Jeremiah Jones.
The founder of BlueBell is in my bedroom?
I come with a warning.
At midnight tomorrow,
life as you know it will end forever.
There will be five omens.
Five. Ow! Omens. Okay.
- Pay attention! - Hey!
A flood will smite a foe.
A former couple will say, "N.O.".
A chicken will be sent to bed.
- A city street will run blood red. - Oh, no.
Darkness will replace the light.
Life as you know it ends tonight.
Well, that's a nice poem, but I don't really believe...
Believe, AnnaBeth!
Now, repeat after me. A flood will smite a foe.
Wow, that is a very strange and oddly specific dream.
What do you think it means?
I think it means I should lay off the spicy shrimp at Fancie's.
But what if it really is a warning?
A warning?
You need to stop watching that Russell Crowe Bible movie on demand.
Oh, I am late for brunch. Are you sure you can't join?
Wait, you're really going to brunch on our potential last day on Earth?
Have you met me? What better way to spend it than brunch?
But, honey, it was just a dream.
I only told you because I thought it was funny.
Right.
A toast...
...to this monumental day.
To us finally enjoying a meal together.
- To getting drunk before noon. - Amazing pancakes.
- Who would have thunk it, huh? - Yeah, all of us in happy couples.
Yeah, you with his ex, you with his. Me with her, you okay with it.
And no tension. No fighting.
Yes, it seems like only yesterday
that Lemon was holding Zoe hostage
after Zoe ruined her wedding to George.
And now we're pals! Nearly pals.
And we have so many more brunches ahead of us.
- Yeah. Hear! Hear! - All right, I can do that.
And dinners and picnics
and football games and birthday parties,
and our kids playing together in the sandboxes.
- It's gonna be so awesome! - Okay, take it easy there, Lemon.
- To the future. - To the future.
To the future.
- What a wonderful nursery. - Beautiful!
- Warm and loving. - Thank you. I renovated it myself.
Hey, I helped.
Watched. I watched you.
Yeah, there you go.
You are so adorable.
You know, I love my Joel,
but I always thought the two of you were meant to be.
- You could feel the sparks. - Burnt me in the eye a couple times.
Very funny.
So how is life in New York?
Wonderful! Every day's a new adventure.
- Museums... - I can barely keep up with this one.
Marrying her was the smartest thing I ever did.
- All right, get a room. - Oh.
- What about you? - What about us?
When are you guys tying the knot?
Yeah, you're starting a family. I'm sure the topic's come up.
Well, it came up, and this one promptly fled the damn state.
Zoom! Like the Road Runner.
To be fair, my timing wasn't ideal.
But you're planning to get married at some point, right?
- Yeah, of course, eventually. - Nah, we don't believe in marriage.
You don't believe in marriage?
Don't you think somehow this is something you should have mentioned?
Well, I thought that we were on the same page.
You know, the page that agrees marriage is stupid.
Stupid?
You guys do realize we're standing right here?
Yeah, well, I'm upset, and I needed a snack.
Did you know this? She doesn't believe in marriage?
Sure. It's one of her go-to rants.
But she has so many.
"There's a West Virginia, there should be an East Virginia."
Marriage is paternalistic. It is rooted in the dowry system.
Fathers selling off their daughters in exchange for some...
- Some cows. - What?
- This isn't familiar to you? - No!
No, somehow in four years of knowing this woman,
this particular quirk has never been covered.
What else are you hiding from me? You even a doctor?
You got married to Tansy after three weeks while drunk.
Since when do you even care about this stuff?
Since I met you.
Aww!
Zoe, you have to admit, that was pretty sweet.
If you don't marry him, I will.
All right, buddy. That's it.
George, I just don't get why you can't come with me now.
I'm your most important client, and I'm scared and needy.
I have a case that I got to wrap up.
And as soon as I'm done, I will come, okay?
Text me when you're on the road.
You're gonna be great, Meatball.
You're gonna be the best act in that showcase.
Hell, yeah, I am.
Those people are about to get Meatballed.
Hard in the face!
Okay. Okay. Be safe!
- You sure you're okay if I skip this? - Of course, baby.
You have been so supportive of this entire process.
And I think it's time we let some other people experience the...
- Meatballing? - Yeah, he's got to stop saying that.
Yes, he does.
You've been awfully quiet today. What's going on?
Oh, it's silly.
AB had this dream prophesying the end of the world.
- It's got me rattled. - Come on.
You know dreams are someone's subconscious working stuff out.
- Doesn't mean anything. - Of course. You're right.
Thank you for being the sensible one.
Oh, shoot.
There's a water main break in Fillmore.
All local fire departments are being called in to deal with it.
I got to go. I'll text you later, okay, babe?
Bye.
Dash! "Foe" means enemy, right?
Well... Well, yes. Why?
"A flood will smite a foe!" Oh!
Uh-huh.
I can't believe Wade and Zoe
never had a conversation about something that important.
I know.
Lavon, just to be clear,
so we avoid similar bickering down the line.
Now, Lemon Breeland, it's not even a question.
Nothing would make me happier than to marry you someday.
Okay, but there's no rush
because we've only been together a month, so...
Absolutely. We got all the time in the world.
CRICKETT Yeah? Well, I wouldn't be so sure.
Crickett, it was just a dream, nothing more.
And you know that there's no such things as omens.
Oh, so it was just a coincidence
that our foe happened to be flooded today?
Yeah, sure. Water mains break all the time in Alabama.
So when did the last one break?
If you'll excuse me.
So, since it's our last day on Earth,
shall I grill up that salmon tonight for dinner?
I'm colored blue, code red!
- Oh, easy, easy now. - What the hell?
Hang gliding injury. We should have strapped him in.
You mean you went hang gliding without a safety harness?
What the hell were you thinking?
Doc, we had a roof, a couple trash bags,
an aluminum arm chair, bunch of duct tape and a dream.
And a whole lot of beers.
We're ticking things off our bucket list.
Oh, I know what this tomfoolery is all about.
You knuckleheads heard about AnnaBeth's
silly end-of-the-world dream, now, didn't you?
Hold the phone! You're saying the world's ending?
We had no idea that was happening!
Oh, we got to get through that bucket list fast.
After the doc heals up Chicken,
we're gonna go confront that bear that's been giving us dirty looks.
And I'm gonna learn how to read!
A chicken will be sent to bed, a city street will run blood red.
- Red? You mean, red with blood? - Like in The Shining?
Darkness will replace the light. Life as you know it ends tonight.
- I haven't lived! - I always wanted to go to Vegas!
Oh, dear.
AnnaBeth, do you think this was a prophecy?
Are we gonna die? 'Cause if so, I got to cancel my hair appointment.
- Reaction to Fancie's spicy shrimp. - Yes. We use a lot of paprika.
- We gonna have to wait and see. - We die, we know who to blame.
You guys.
Okay. Crickett, what were you thinking?
Whipping the Pritchetts all up into a lather?
I was trying to give them the chance to make amends
before, poof, we can't!
It is not the end of the world, Crickett.
Maybe not, but AB's dream was a wake-up call.
It's time to make amends before it's too late.
And you know who I can't stop thinking about?
- Who? - Smelly Marjorie.
Oh, Smelly Marjorie.
We were not nice to her in high school, not at all.
Was she the one we kicked off the cheerleading squad for her...
Peculiar odor, yes.
I've always felt guilty about Smelly Marjorie.
I heard she works at the Pensacola Philharmonic.
- Let's go. - You know what?
I don't believe one iota of this whole dream nonsense,
but we should apologize to Smelly Marjorie.
And why not today?
Yeah, we should probably stop calling her that first.
I thought all women wanted to get married.
Thought they pranced their bedrooms with blankets on their head,
pretending it was their wedding day.
Not your girl.
I'm having an out-of-body experience here.
Me, Wade Kinsella,
tore up because some woman doesn't want to marry me.
Maybe I have pregnancy hormones.
Wait. Is that possible? Because I might have them, too.
I've been getting real weepy over dog food commercials lately.
- Hey, maybe I should get a dog. - Lavon.
There is a serious situation you need to take care of.
See, last night, AnnaBeth had a dream.
A flood will smite a foe!
- A former couple will say... - N.O!
I already heard about AnnaBeth's big omen dream,
and I'm not worried.
The Pritchetts are like Henny Penny and Chicken Little.
I think Henny Penny is Chicken Little.
It's the same story.
Who's Henny Penny and Chicken Little?
Okay, look, the point is,
the people in this town are too sensible to fall for this nonsense.
- And then we're all gonna die! - And then we're all gonna die!
- That doesn't even make any sense. - None of that could possibly happen.
Other people's dreams are so boring.
Haven't you two got any common sense?
The Truitt brothers believe it.
They've been in my office five times.
Hang gliding, ice dancing inside the freezer,
drinking pop rocks and moonshine.
Look, everything's gonna be fine. Just have a little faith in BlueBell.
I'll see you later.
Can I get you a final beer?
Stupid!
Hey! Can I offer you a ride, sir?
I have a policy against strangers chopping me into a million pieces.
Well, if it helps, I'm a doctor, not an ax murderer.
Wow! That was a long time ago, wasn't it?
- Yeah. - What are you doing out here?
I had to pick up some new blood pressure monitors in Biloxi.
- Get in. - Oh, no, no, no, no.
I was just gonna call Tom. I got a long trip ahead of me.
All that's waiting for me in BlueBell is the Truitts' bucket list
and a very angry boyfriend.
- I'll fill you in on the way. - All right.
- But where we going? - New Orleans, actually.
- Oh, you are kidding. - No.
Okay. But on the way,
you're gonna have to help me figure out a way
to get Wade to not want to marry me.
Oh, and also, I'm gonna want to stop for beignets.
And I have to pee a bunch.
Also, I have veto power over the radio.
I do not know why Wade would wanna actually marry you right now.
You are very demanding lately.
- Hi, Zoe. - Hey, Wade. Still mad?
Mad? No. Frustrated? Yes.
Well, I'm gonna give you some time to get over that
because I'm gonna drive George to Meatball's show.
- In New Orleans? - Yes, but I'll be back tonight
and we can talk then, okay?
You just need to tell Brick he needs to cover for me.
Oh, she's not coming back today, is she?
Yeah, Brick and I will be here,
getting used to a very different future than the one we expected.
Look, tell Meatball I said "break a leg", all right?
And text me when you're on your way back.
- Love you. - I love you, too. Bye.
- Oh, fudge sticks up a fudge tree! - Aw! Watch your language.
Well, I am sorry,
but my fellow town doctor is just leaving me alone all day
so she can skip off to New Orleans with George Tucker.
Dr. Hart and George Tucker are going to New Orleans together?
A former couple will say "N.O."
No, no. I didn't mean...
Look, Zoe and George were never actually a couple.
Believe me. I have first-hand knowledge of the situation.
They are as much a couple as any star-crossed pair.
Wait, that means the second omen has landed.
We're gonna die!
I'm gonna lock up my store in case of looting.
Citizens of BlueBell, our beloved founder,
Cyrus Lavinius Jeremiah Jones, came to AnnaBeth Nass in a dream.
And I'm sure he chose her for a reason.
A good reason. I'm not hurt about it, not even a little.
- Tom, focus. End of times. - Sorry.
CLJ-squared foretold five omens to signal the end
at midnight tonight.
It's chaos. There's gonna be chaos. I'm warning you.
The Truitts pierced their belly buttons with fishing hooks.
Brick, look, it doesn't look so bad.
It's a few of the usual eccentrics trying to create a spectacle.
- The end is nigh! - Yeah, it is!
Which is why I will now break-dance atop the gazebo
because I have always wanted to do that!
Chicken! No, no, no! Chicken! No, no, no!
No, Chicken, I already told you, you need to go home and rest!
Dr. Breeland, you just sent a Chicken to bed!
No, no. Wanda, no. I said he needed to rest.
Well, where is he gonna rest? Bed!
- The couch! The couch is fine. - It's the third omen!
- That's not what I... - That's it! It's decided then!
- I'm learning to kiteboard! - I'm gonna watch TV with my mom!
I'm gonna legally change my name from Little Zach to Tank!
No one ever called someone named Tank little!
I'm getting that tattoo I always wanted
but thought might hurt too much and be bad judgment!
I'm finally gonna get to do my one-man version of the Three Tenors.
I call it the One Tenor!
I'm gonna cheat on my husband!
I fear this apocalypse rumor might be a problem.
- Oh, you think? - Wanda, let's set the alpacas free.
They deserve to know the taste of freedom.
- First, let's do it in the gazebo! - Yeah.
Mayor Hayes, we don't do something soon,
we're gonna have another Alien Panic of '95 on our hands.
That was a dark day. My office was overflowing.
Look, Lavon, maybe you should impose a curfew.
No. No, no, there is no need to resort to a curfew.
Attention, BlueBell! Today is not the last day on Earth.
- As the mayor, I assure you of that. - Boo.
But it is a great day for us all to be together and have fun.
- As a town. - Yeah!
So what say we all get together tonight at the Rammer Jammer!
We can watch Dash's one-man opera thingy.
- You know, whatever it is. - Hate Opera.
All food and drinks on me.
Marjorie? Oh, my God, Marjorie!
- Hi! - Sorry, do I know you?
It's Crickett. Crickett Watts, AnnaBeth Nass, Lemon Breeland.
- It's so good to see you. - You look fantastic.
I love what you've done with your hair.
Oh, you must remember us. BlueBell High?
Sorry. Now, if you'll excuse me.
We were in cheerleading together. Sort of.
- Crickett, maybe we should just... - We are here to make amends.
Well, there's no need since I have no memory of you.
How could you forget? We were aawul to you.
We sang that song.
- Which is why we are here. - Get out of my office.
Now! Get the hell out!
Hey, there are a lot of people here. Meatball must be pumped.
Oh, he's pretty much always pumped.
It's more about keeping his enthusiasm at a level
that does not alarm people.
Did you order us Hurricanes?
One virgin, one not. I couldn't resist.
- I haven't had one of these... - Since the last time we were here.
- Feels like forever ago, doesn't it? - Yeah, it does.
You know, that night here with you,
that was the first time I ever imagined
an entirely different life for myself.
Pretty much changed my course forever.
- Mine, too. You're welcome. - Thank you.
Also a big part of the reason I called off my wedding to Lemon.
And I sought comfort with Wade.
It has been quite ajourney, hasn't it?
It sure has, my friend.
And we both ended up exactly where we were supposed to.
Absolutely.
Even if Wade stays annoyed with me for the rest of our lives.
He'll get over it. He always does.
Zoe Hart. Will you dance with me?
Sure. But first you have to help me off this bar stool.
Of course.
All right, ladies, here you are. Are you sure you're not full yet?
Not at all. Today, calories don't count.
I finally have an excuse to ditch that miserable Paleo diet.
Right. Well, good luck with that.
Hey, Wally, you're a sensible guy.
You don't believe any of this nonsense, right?
Nope, but it's the perfect excuse to eat dessert first.
So keep the scoops coming.
Just the man we were looking for.
Hey, you two. I thought you went back to Lillian.
We wanted to help you change Zoe's mind about getting married.
I'll take all the advice I can get.
So we went to the library and did some research
on contemporary attitudes by reading ladies' magazines.
"Seven Ways to Get Him to Put a Ring on It".
Number three was illuminating.
It was how Kim got Kanye to make her his permanent bae.
Well, that is sweet.
I can't take life advice from the Kardashians.
Well, don't give up.
- We certainly won't. - All right.
You know, the fact that Meatball is playing
with the likes of Jamestown Revival is really impressive.
Well, he is very talented.
As are you, buddy.
I think it's great that you've found this second calling.
Well, thank you.
Maybe Meatball or the Truitts, they really take off, you know?
This could be like a whole new career for you.
Let's not get ahead of ourselves here.
George! Huge emergency! Hugest emergency!
Carl just told me he's cutting my set.
Oh, no, he's not. Not on my watch. Where is Carl?
It just isn't right, Carl.
A bigger group showed up, so I booked them.
All right? That's the business. No time for your client. Sorry.
Well, then make time.
We came all the way from Alabama because you guaranteed us a set.
Uh-uh.
My bar, my showcase. I decide who goes on. End of story.
We had a verbal agreement.
Which, according to Hector Sullivan, is binding in the state of Louisiana.
Now, are you ready to go to court over this?
Yeah, are you ready?
Fine. Fine. He can go on.
Three songs.
Five songs.
You're up next.
You are my hero. I love you.
If you ever need a kidney, you can have mine.
You can have both.
That is unnecessary, but thank you, Meatball.
- That was really something! - I agree.
It was really something.
Cousin Pammy!
- Oh, my God. That's... - Pamela Bailey, hi!
Remember me from the BlueBell Bed & Breakfast?
Sure I do! Hi, you.
It's George, right?
Meatball's been gushing about you for months.
And from what I just saw, you are the real deal.
And I've got an idea. You come work for me.
Work for you? We just met, like, a second ago.
Doesn't matter. My gut's never wrong.
It's a magic gut.
So, what do you say? You want to be my manager?
I'm sorry, are you joking?
I have no sense of humor. So, you in?
We leave for Nashville in the morning.
Look at him up there! My Lord!
It's a miracle what you've done with him in such a short time.
I'd be lucky to have you on my team.
Okay, look, Miss Bailey.
Pamela. Miss Bailey is my father. Long story.
I am flattered, I really am.
But don't you want somebody with a little more experience?
I mean, Meatball, well, he's half my client list.
My last three managers had experience.
But you know what they didn't have? Smarts, spark, passion.
I need someone who cares more about making music than the bottom line,
and I got a sense you know what I mean.
Yeah.
So, can we stop talking, and go pack our bags?
Well, I...
George can't move to Nashville!
He's got a practice and friends and an amazing girlfriend,
and brunches to have in BlueBell.
- Hey, Zoe, I can speak for myself. - I'm sorry.
But everything she said is... Well, it's correct.
My whole life is in BlueBell.
And I've got Meatball, and I've got the Truitts,
and I can't just abandon them for someone else.
Okay, not to toot my own horn, but toot!
I'm a mega country star.
I'm offering you a whole new career.
BlueBell is lovely, but there's a whole world out there.
And you want to taste it.
I can see it in your eyes. All you have to do is say yes.
I wish I could.
Really do.
Woo!
Can't we just send her a kindly worded e-mail?
No. We must make amends tonight.
Haven't you gotten the Blawker alerts?
Three omens down. Could be the rapture.
It's the right thing to do.
Okay, well, you're going first, in case she has a big dog or something.
Go.
Hi, Marjorie. Us again.
I know you didn't remember us earlier.
Of course I remember you.
How could I forget the way you evil queen bees treated me?
Yes, I mean, once we were unkind.
Cruel, but we truly feel terrible about that.
We've changed. We really have. We are different people now.
You think I give a flyin' ferret's patootie about how you've changed?
You sang that song in front of the other cheerleaders.
In front of Peter Kemple, the boy I liked.
I had nightmares. I had to go to therapy.
And not only did you ruin my life,
but now you show up here at my house
and you ruin Top Chef night, too?
What kind of monsters are you?
Oh, wait, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine, mine!
- Well? Where is everybody? - I don't know.
They were supposed to be here an hour ago.
It's not like the people of BlueBell to pass up free food.
- We've got a new plan. - Oh, my.
And it's a doozy.
We'll tell Zoe I'm dying
and my last wish is for her to get married.
- Well, are you okay? - Yes! I'm healthy as a horse.
A stallion.
I appreciate it, guys. I really do.
But I love Zoe,
and part of loving her is dealing with her craziness.
So if she doesn't wanna get married, I have to let that go.
But I appreciate all your help.
Can I get you a drink or something?
Oh, no. We can't stay.
A truck blew a tire,
and a tub of red paint fell out the back.
Which means...
A city street will run blood red, of course.
Oh, it's more dark pink, but still...
- Fourth omen. - We should get out there.
But you're my only... I don't have a...
Oh, that just made me feel so much worse.
So, so, so much worse.
We're going to hell.
And sooner than later
because the world is going to end in a couple of hours.
- We are horrible, horrible people. - No!
I mean, yes, we were horrible people.
But we are not those mean cheerleaders anymore.
I mean, AnnaBeth, you are a warm and generous, caring person.
- You'll be a nurse, for Pete's sake. - Thank you.
And, Crickett, you are a brave and generous woman.
You turned Belles into a charitable and open institution.
Oh.
And, Lemon, you are definitely way less scary than you used to be.
Uh, thank you?
Oh, I love you guys.
But if it is the end of the world, I kind of want to be with Jaysene.
Fair enough. I'll drop you off.
We're talking the end of time, here, people.
If ever there was a time to YOLO, it is now.
Be sure to YOLO with your loved ones this evening.
Well, this ought to be fun to clean up tomorrow.
At least there's a silver lining if the world does end.
I did it!
And I only passed out twice from the pain!
- No regrets! - Hey!
What is going on here?
- Brick? - What are you doing?
You're supposed to keep people calm, not join in on the crazy.
I was, but these bozos came in
for their third, fifth and seventh medical emergencies, respectively.
They kept talking about mud-dogging!
Mud-dogging!
- And it sounded like a lot of fun. - It sure is!
Like our granny always said.
"Mud-dogging's more fun
when there's more people getting muddy!"
Mud-dogging!
I know this isn't the last day, but it's a gift.
Shelby is with her mother in Tuscaloosa,
so I figured, why not have a little adventure?
- You're gonna get yourself killed. - No!
No, you know what? I'll keep him alive.
Zoe's still gone, might as well join them.
Carpe the last diem!
You should do the same, my friend. Go find Lemon.
Woo! Mud-dogging!
All right, let her rip, Brick! Oh, baby!
Just to be clear, you didn't say no to Pamela because of me?
Because I shouldn't have butted in.
No. I mean, you were right, you know?
I can't just up and leave. I got obligations.
You know, I got real feelings for AnnaBeth.
I could actually see a future there, so...
You know, sometimes we just...
We do things for the people that we care about.
Which is why you should be calling Wade right now.
I just tried, but he's still not answering.
So I don't believe in marriage.
You know, my parents, theirs was a complete sham.
- So why would I? - Because Wade does.
But why? We love each other. We're having a baby together.
Why do we need some piece of paper to prove it?
Because it's about more than just a piece of paper, Zoe.
I mean, we're talking about Wade Kinsella,
a renowned ladies' man that we're talking about here.
And now he wants to stand up in front of everyone he cares about
and vow that he will love you
and be faithful to you for the rest of his life.
Forever.
I mean, it's like it's the last stage of his metamorphosis, you know?
He wants to show us all just how much he's changed.
And that's a pretty damn big deal.
Wow, that is so...
Why didn't he say all that?
Because even though he's changed, he's still Wade.
Look, and it's not just about Wade.
All of us would like to sit there and see y'all get hitched.
Does sound kind of fun.
- Meaningful, even. - Yeah.
Wade is probably not gonna bring it up again.
No, no, he most definitely will not. Ball is squarely in your court.
Yeah. My court.
If the Blawker is to be believed,
well, the world's probably ending in a couple of hours.
Well, you better hurry up and make up your mind then.
George? Step on it.
- I'm proposing to Wade tonight. - Yes, ma'am.
Well, at least Crickett is spending her last night with Jaysene.
Four omens. I can't believe it.
I mean, whoever would've guessed
a rhyming Cyrus Lavinius Jeremiah Jones,
in the form of Lavon Hayes,
would actually know what he's talking about.
Wait. You never said that he looked like Lavon.
- How odd. - Well, you think it means something?
Well, I mean, it might.
Maybe the end of the world is about you letting go of Lavon.
I have already let him go.
You never truly let go of someone that you used to love
until you love someone new.
Are you saying this is about George? That I...
Whoa.
What is going on here?
This is ridiculous. Bunch of hooligans.
I've been wanting to do this for 40 years.
Darkness will replace the light, this'll be our final night!
The fifth omen!
Okay, you go find George. I will go find Lavon. All right?
- Lavon? - Lemon, hey.
Where are you, honey? I can't see anything.
Yeah, I know, I know. It's kind of crazy.
- Look, meet me at my house. - Okay, okay.
And voilà.
It's AnnaBeth. Oh, I got to go find her.
- Wait, you have to spell out "Wade." - I think he knows his own name.
- Right. Thank you. Go find AB. - Okay.
Thanks. Oh, and...
...congratulations.
Wade. Hey.
All right.
What? Brick tried to do what?
- Okay, I'm on my way. - What happened? Is everything okay?
Brick hurt his ankle mud-dogging with the Truitts and Wade.
Any chance you could just make sure these don't blow out?
Seriously? Zoe, there's no wind out here.
The candles last for two hours. AnnaBeth's waiting for me.
- Right, okay. - Okay.
Frank.
This is for the ticket you bought me to Basic Instinct back in '92.
Oh, thanks, Delma.
See you on the other side, hopefully.
- Hey, AB, where's George? - Oh, on his way.
Oh, and he texted me that you killed it tonight.
Congratulations.
You're a lucky lady. I can't believe he turned Pammy down.
What Pammy? Turned her down for what?
Oh!
Nothing. Just sex.
- It's nice out here in the moonlight. - Enchanting.
Like you.
You know what I realized
while everyone was running around doing their bucket list thing?
You are my bucket list.
- My whole bucket list. - So sweet.
I love you.
And I want to spend as much time with you as I can.
For the rest of my life.
Even if it's only 45 minutes.
Yes! Oh, yes!
- Yes? - Yes!
I always wondered what mud-dogging was like.
Oh, that pain pill really helps.
Oh, I got to call Shelby.
Oh, no, I called her. She's on her way.
Brick, hope you feel better. Call me if you need anything, okay?
- Wade, let's go. - What's the big rush?
I just want to get home, you know? Is that such a crime? Come on.
Zoe, just hang on a minute, all right?
Look, tonight was... It was a blast.
And I love you and I want to marry you,
even if you frustrate the hell out of me half the time.
- Quit while you're ahead. - But I don't want to fight, okay?
So whatever you want to do on the wedding front is fine by me.
Just shut the hell up, Wade. I have a surprise for you. Come on.
- But... - Come on.
Shelby!
AnnaBeth.
- Oh, George, over here. - Hey.
Sorry it took me so long. I had to help Zoe out with a favor.
You okay?
George, I just had a talk with Meatball,
and he told me about the job offer in Nashville.
That was unnecessary. I already turned it down.
For me?
Well, I mean, for a lot of reasons.
But, yes, you are at the top of the list.
George, this is an amazing opportunity.
- I can't just let you give that up. - AnnaBeth.
For the first time in my whole life,
my future isn't all laid out for me, and I kind of love that.
Nursing school is amazing,
and who knows where that's gonna take me?
And you love music managing.
You're right, but what about us?
Nashville is only a two-hour flight. And you are worth the trip.
- It's not gonna be the same. - No.
No, it won't. But we're gonna be okay.
Because you're gonna slay them, George Tucker.
And you know what?
If this really is our last night on Earth,
then I want to know that we spent every second of it...
...chasing our dreams.
One minute till midnight!
Yeah!
Well, I've got to admit, this is pretty exciting.
Should we stick around? See what happens?
- No, we have to go. - What the hell's the big surprise?
- We're engaged! - Congratulations! How did it happen?
Oh, my gosh. Lavon picked the most romantic place on the plantation
and he spelled out "marry me" in candles.
Isn't that so wonderful?
Hey! Can I talk to you?
You stole my proposal!
What? It was you?
You hate marriage. I thought it was Wade's.
Wait, is that relevant?
I'm sorry, Z. We came across the candles
and Lemon assumed, and she was so happy.
And, you know, I got caught up,
and I do want to marry her, so I just let it play out.
But I will tell the truth. Right now. I promise.
Isn't this the most exciting night ever?
Oh, forget it. Good grief.
- Hey, so what was the big surprise? - Nothing.
Ten seconds!
Nine! Eight! Seven!
Six! Five! Four!
Three! Two! One!
One!
Cyrus Lavinius Jeremiah Jones was wrong!
BlueBell is still here!
Now is the time. Everyone's here.
Excuse me, everybody!
I'm sorry, can I have your attention just for a minute.
I'm glad we're all still here.
Because to me, BlueBell's more than just a town.
It's a family.
And it's my home. And it always will be.
But as of tomorrow, I won't be living here anymore.
I am...
I'm moving to Nashville to take ajob up there.
I guess I just wanted to say that I'm gonna miss you all.
All of you.
George is leaving.
Cyrus was right.
This is the end of BlueBell as we know it.
Dr. Breeland.
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