Harley Wilkes was your father. He left you his practice.
WADE: That's why you stopped our little frolic
the other night? You got googly eyes
for golden boy George?
LEMON: Zoe Hart has flipped some New York
switch in you, and you are just not the same person anymore.
LAVON: We are at your engagement party.
You know how difficult this is for me. Difficult never stopped me.
LEMON: This needs to stop. I can't handle it.
What do you want from me here?
I'm trying to move on, and you won't let me.
Didi found this hidden under your desk.
You've got to keep this secret.
Do you still love her? Sometimes methink I might.
Maybe George and Lemon will live happily ever after.
All I know is, it's not my place to tell him.
(hooting)
People, it's here!
The MOTY! It's the MOTY!
It's the MOTY! It's the MOTY.
So, you dragged me here.
Now, can you tell me what this MOTY is
that everyone is so excited about? Yeah.
Is it a car? 'Cause my ex-boyfriend used
to always take me to see cars.
(sighs)
MOTY. M-O-T-Y.
Uh-huh. (exclaims)
Ah!
(laughs)
The award is given every year by the BlueBell Owls.
That's our men's club, like the Elks or the Lions.
Okay, and "whoooo" is in it?
I'm not talking to you. Oh, come on.
All right, I'm sorry. Please tell me about the MOTY.
It's actually a very big honor.
Let me guess. There's a big town event.
No, Dr. Sarcastic.
There are two.
Tonight, Mayor Lavon Hayes
will host an intimate cocktail party
for the winner, his family and the Owls.
Tomorrow's a big gala event
at the old Cotton Exchange building.
You know
your father, Harley-- God rest his soul--
he won ten years in a row.
Wait. I'm assuming that it's your turn this year?
This year's winner remains a mystery,
though doctors--
they do have a leg up
in the whole benefitting humanity thing.
The MOTY!
You must be so nervous!
I couldn't take the suspense.
I can't watch a season finale of America's Next Top model
without my throat closing up.
Well, you ought to come see me about that.
Yeah? Yeah. Now, if you'll excuse me?
MAN: Hear ye. Hear ye.
If you'll excuse me.
MAN: Hear ye. Hear ye.
Gather round, everybody.
Let's all gather.
Now, the Man of the Year must be a role model.
A man who has dedicated his entire life and career
to helping the people of BlueBell.
So, please join me
and my fellow members
of BlueBell Fraternal Order of the Owls...
(hooting)
...in celebrating the MOTY.
Ah.
Mr. George Tucker!
(applause and hooting)
Yeah!
(hooting)
(chuckles)
Congratulations.
Thank you so much.
Mm-hmm. It's an honor.
Congratulations, George.
Oh, thank you, Brick. I... George.
Oh. Congratulations.
You okay, Daddy?
Yeah. No, I'm great.
Listen, I couldn't be more proud of my future son-in-law.
I'm so... proud.
(sighs)
Is he, uh...? Oh, he's fine.
Okay? He's fine,
and you deserve it!
Wow. It does mean a lot.
'Cause I remember being here
15 years ago when my dad won, and I just...
never thought I'd be on that list.
(laughs) Bet he'd be proud.
Well, I'm sure he would be.
(laughs)
You think maybe I should call 'em,
see if they want to come to the ceremony?
(laughs) It's just, you know,
remember what they did to you at Planksgiving?
Baby, I know, but they're... they're still my parents.
I'm just thinking of you, okay?
Because every time that they come to town,
it's always about them, and you end up getting hurt,
and I'm sorry, but I don't like it.
Okay, okay.
You're right.
Okay?
All right. All right.
(laughs)
George Tucker.
I did not see that one coming.
Oh, man.
Now you have to throw a cocktail party
in his honor tonight?
If you hear a scream from my place later,
it's just me lifting weights.
That's all.
Oh. Hey, Magnolia.
Nice helmet.
Hey, Wade.
Um, I was just taking a shortcut
from the Rammer Jammer.
Okay.
Uh, you missed the big MOTY announcement.
Oh, yeah.
Take it I won?
(laughs) You're funny.
(laughing)
Um, okay, I'll-I'll talk to you later.
Okay.
Ride safe.
Well, there he is, the MOTY himself.
I'm new here, so, I don't know.
Am I supposed to curtsy, or is kissing your hand enough?
It's not like that at all.
You just got to make sure you call me Your Majesty
and don't make direct eye contact.
(laughs) What are you doing at City Hall?
Um, well,
I have decided to change my name.
Really? Yeah.
Turns out that my dad moved back to New York
and kind of didn't tell me.
Ouch. I have tried
so hard to please him.
Obviously, the only thing Ethan Hart cares about
is the fact that we don't share the same DNA,
so I'm done with him and everything to do with him.
Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.
(sighs)
So, what's the new name gonna be?
I don't know yet.
I used to write Zoe Bon Jovi in my... (laughs)
Zoe Bon Jovi. Hey! Ow!
And there's always Zoe Wilkes.
I mean, I didn't know him; I know he was
a great guy. Although it'd be a lot
of pressure for me to win Man of the Year.
(laughs) Parents.
If only we could figure out a system
where we could get born without them.
Oh, no. No, I've seen movies like that.
They never end well. (laughs)
I got to admit, I'm having some family troubles of my own, too.
My brother Harry-- he's running for state senate.
And over Planksgiving, my dad came down here
and tried and get me to take Harry's spot.
But he did it by lying to me and manipulating Lemon, and...
Have you spoken to him since?
(wry laugh) No.
No way.
I mean, he keeps calling, but I haven't called him back.
And then, this whole Man of the Year thing--
it's almost like it doesn't mean anything without him seeing it.
You know, I just...
You know what? Maybe you got the right idea.
I'm just gonna... (sighs)
I'm just gonna cut him out completely... (slicing)
George, I wanted a dad.
He just didn't want me back.
I think that you wanting your dad to be proud-- it's natural.
I mean, what if one day, you decide
you're finally ready to reach out, and it's too late?
Anyway, see you around.
Um... (laughs) Yeah.
(gasps)
Oh. (gasps)
I'm sorry. See you around, Your Majesty.
Not in the eye. No.
You just looked me right in the eye.
(chuckles)
(car horn honks)
(seagulls calling)
(birds singing)
ZOE: So, I see it's going well.
Oh, fantastic!
My speech to George rivals the Gettysburg Address.
Except that the Gettysburg Address had words.
The cocktail party-- that's going to be awesome.
Yeah, tailored to fit our Man of the Year's every whim.
What's this?
Po Boys, shrimpy bites?
Lemon came by to assure there was no disappointment
in the finger foods.
This is why it's lucky I moved to this town.
I can help you.
I will take care of the entire party.
Zoe, you're not even invited to the party.
It's an intimate gathering for those who are intimate,
and apparently, once were.
Why, thank you.
I'd be honored to go as your plus one.
No offense, but you-you planned a party for me once before.
Which is why I owe you big-time.
There will be no repeat
of the homecoming debacle.
I can do this. You go write.
One score and nine years ago,
Mrs. Tucker brought forth
from her...
lady parts... No.
No, don't make me think about that.
I just did!
(keyboard keys clicking) Delete. Delete.
GEORGE: Lemon! George, honey, there you are.
There's no such thing as being fashionably late
when you are the guest of honor.
Hello, Lemon.
Honey.
Harold.
I wasn't expecting you this evening. I just arrived.
Well, why don't you go make yourself a drink
while George helps me with this zipper?
I'm sure you can find the liquor.
When it comes to alcohol, you're like a truffle pig.
(laughs) Of course.
(clears throat) I'm so sorry to spring this
on you last minute.
I decided to call him this afternoon.
It was more as a courtesy than anything, really.
I didn't actually expect him to show up.
I thought that we agreed that you weren't going to invite him.
Yeah, yeah, and then...
I changed my mind.
All of a sudden, you just changed your mind?
Yeah, well, I realized
that there were some things that I hadn't quite considered.
So, you realized that?
Just came to that conclusion all on your own?
Oh.
We should go.
Don't want to be late
for my boy's big night.
(pats shoulder)
(door opens)
(clears throat)
MR. TUCKER: I can't tell you
how much it means that you invited me, George.
And your mom wishes she could have made it, too.
Well, her first grandbaby's chicken pox--
it's gonna trump any awards ceremony.
It's fine, Dad.
Clora wanted to be here for other reasons.
We know we made mistakes last time we were here,
and we are so deeply sorry.
There shouldn't be bad blood between family.
Of course not.
Oh, I'm gonna go thank the mayor.
Excuse me. (clears throat)
Does he really think that half-baked apology
is gonna erase everything that he did to you?
I will not forget what he did.
But he is my father, and he is trying.
And I think as long as he's trying,
we should try and forgive him, don't you?
Sweetheart, it is one thing to forgive,
but it is another to fall into the same abusive patterns
over and over again.
And I bet he has yet another agenda.
Or, he could just want to see his son's big night.
Listen, I hate
that we are disagreeing about this, all right?
I realize that this is your night, and...
Oh, look who's turned
into the party crasher!
I have accepted the fact
that you and Zoe are friends,
but what I cannot accept is the fact
that she's wiggling her way
into our family business.
George, why would you ever listen to her advice
and invite your father?
Zoe only suggested that I invite my dad.
She only did it 'cause she cares. George,
you know how she feels.
She more than cares for you.
Baby,
we are just friends.
That is all.
Fine.
(quietly): Fine.
(sighs) Well, we don't need to talk about it anymore.
Baby, thank you.
BRICK: Dash, you are looking
mighty dapper tonight.
I do appreciate
a sartorial opportunity.
This year's MOTY was, uh,
was a bit of a surprise, don't you think?
Well, the voting was very, very close, I'll tell you that.
Oh, how close, just out of curiosity?
You mean why didn't you win?
No, I wouldn't have expected that.
I mean... but I would
be interested to know what the dheiding factors were.
Purely on a statistical level.
I'll tell you this, Brick.
Michael Roberts
was on the selection committee.
And? He's your daughter
Magnolia's principal.
I am aware. And?
(chuckling): Well...
it seems Magnolia has been sassing teachers
and cutting class.
I'm sorry, Brick, but the Owls believe
that our children are a reflection of ourselves.
And your little angel
has been a bit of a hoo-hooo-hooligan.
(chuckling)
(sighs)
Hey, Magnolia, what you doing here?
My dad and Lemon went off to celebrate the MOTY
and left me nothing good to eat.
MOTY, I mean, even the name
is embarrassing.
I cannot wait till I'm old enough to get out of here.
BlueBell's not so bad.
Nice people, good fishing.
You just got to find the thing that makes you want to stay.
Well, what makes you want to stay?
My band for one.
We're called Sippin' Whiskey.
I play lead guitar, write all the songs, pretty badass.
Wait, you have a band?
Nuh-uh. That...
That is so cool.
I tried to start a band, but none of my friends
were into it.
Right on.
Oh, my God, I have the best idea!
We should perform at the MOTY thing tomorrow night!
Together.
What?
You write a song for George, and I'll sing it with you!
Look, Magnolia, that's a sweet idea and all...
But I can sing... really good.
Please, Wade, I mean, singing with you,
the coolest guy on the whole eastern shore,
would be like the highlight of my entire stupid life.
(chuckles) Well... yeah.
I guess is could be
kind of fun.
I'll see you
tomorrow for practice.
Your place at noon.
All right.
You do realize you just made a date with a 14-year-old?
(laughs)
DASH: Mr. Mayor.
Yeah.
Big speech time, huh?
Oh, yeah. Personally, I can't wait.
I hope it's as good as the one you gave for Harley last year.
(laughs)
Me, too.
You'll be great.
Ladies, gentlemen and Owls, hoo-hoo.
(crowd hooting)
Please welcome our very fine mayor, Mr. Lavon Hayes.
Hoo!
Yeah.
Thank you, Dash.
(clears throat)
This year's
Man of the Year is George Tucker.
(applause)
George...
is a man.
Uh...
Man...
who is, uh, Man of the Year.
And what is a man?
Um, some say
that comes from the Latin,
"mano,"
which means hand.
ZOE: Lavon?
I-I am so sorry, but you have an urgent phone call.
Oh?
It's the governor.
Who says it's urgent.
He's on the line in your study.
Or she, you know, I don't really keep up.
Okay, well,
uh, if you all will excuse me.
ZOE: Well, on behalf of the mayor,
thank you all so much
for coming.
DASH: No, no, no, no.
We cannot have a MOTY cocktail party without a speech.
So, I'm sure the mayor wouldn't mind
if I just go ahead and read it for him. No.
No, that's okay.
I took a public speaking course in college, and I got
an A-plus-plus.
Oh. So, I'm really good.
Okay, all right, then.
(clears throat) Okay.
George Tucker is a man.
A man...
who saved the hardware store,
A man
who got Eric Sunberg
his job back,
who also did
lots of things to make this town love him.
George...
doesn't do it for money
or because it makes him popular.
He does it out of love.
Because he loves
this town.
And this town
is lucky to have him.
Wow, I didn't know Lavon actually liked me that much.
Lucky to know someone
so funny and charming.
A man who listens,
when he's with you.
Who really hears you.
Who gets you, like no one else ever did.
Says me, Lavon Hayes.
Boy, the mayor really loves
the third person.
(laughter)
So, to George Tucker.
Lavon, thank you...
for that; that was...
Thank you. You're wel...
Your speech was so amazing.
I would... I would love it for my-my files
or to frame it
to best remember the mayor's words.
Well, as long as it's...
Oh, come on.
This is such a great moment.
We want to...
(knocking)
Zoe?
You okay? Do me a quickie favor,
smother me to death with this pillow?
I was just trying to cover for you,
but I got carried away.
Why didn't you tell me you have a thing for George?
Because I've been working like crazy
to not have a thing for George ever since I got here.
But then he walks around all
Man-of-the-Year-y, and I get carried away.
Now you know.
Lemon knows.
Brick knows.
That's gonna be fun.
They know, right?
Oh, they know.
Oh, God.
It's like something's happened over the past few weeks,
like, ever since I found out
that Lemon cheated, I feel justified in my feelings.
I know that sounds horrible,
but I swear it's subconscious.
I believe you, but it does make me wonder.
I mean, you have this information.
I'm not going to tell him, Lavon.
What if you were drunk?
What if Lemon chases you
through Town Square with an ax?
I've pictured that many times.
But I still wouldn't tell.
You said yourself, some things are subconscious.
My subconscious knows not to betray my best friend.
I promise, you have nothing to worry about.
I, on the other hand,
have to find another secret dead parent
to leave me their medical practice,
'cause I can never face those people again.
I may just have to change
my name to Zoe Harlot Pariah.
Sounds like a Pilgrim.
♪ ♪
GEORGE: Babe, you can't really be jealous
of her right now.
I mean, we nearly eloped last week.
We are in a great place, babe,
and nothing and no one is gonna come between us.
But you listened to her
about inviting your dad here,
and you didn't even bother to tell me that he was coming.
I listened to her because she had a point.
He is my father.
And I want...
I just need to have a relationship with him.
Well, I think that I know you, pretty well, too.
And I know your father.
And I'm sorry, baby, but I don't trust him.
And he may act nice, but... Babe, this might be hard to believe,
but I really do think the man is trying to change.
He skipped a quarterly meeting
with his partners to come down here and be here tonight.
He didn't even skip that meeting for my high school graduation.
George, I love that you want to see the best in people,
but please be careful.
Because sometimes, seeing the best
just means not seeing the truth.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Where do you think you're going, young lady?
Wade Kinsella's.
We're performing at the MOTY tonight.
Over my dead body.
You're gonna stay home,
and you are gonna do your homework.
But there's no homework this weekend.
They wanted us to focus all our attention on the MOTY.
Uh-huh. Mm-hmm.
You listen to me, young lady.
I spoke to Principal Roberts.
I know what's going on at school.
Your attitude, your bad grades.
Now, I expect all bad behavior to cease immediately.
Now, you get on back to your room, and you get to work.
Okay.
Sorry, Daddy.
That's a good girl. (sighs)
I'll be in my study if you need any help.
♪ George Tucker, he's the Man of the Year ♪
♪ BlueBell's own superhero ♪
♪ George Tucker, let's drink a beer-o ♪
♪ To my old pal George ♪
That was good.
Yeah, we kind of need to change that last line.
But I like that line.
Yeah, but you can't drink a beer.
It is just a song,
and it's great.
You're so talented, Wade.
Thanks. Well, not exactly Bob Dylan.
Seriously,
I think it's a travesty that George Tucker
is Man of the Year and not you.
I mean, who cares if he has a fancy job or whatever.
The MOTY should go to someone who stands for something.
And what is it you think I stand for?
Not giving a rat's ass.
It's not like I don't care about anything.
I mean, what is the big deal about George Tucker anyway?
Oh, my God.
You know what I overheard
my sister saying? What?
That Dr. Zoe Hart made
a complete fool of herself last night
and recited some totally overboard speech
about what a dreamboat George is.
BRICK: Magnolia Breeland!
You are grounded until further notice.
Give me a break, Dad.
It's not like I'm in a crack house. I told you
to do your homework; I forbade you to come here.
Look, I had no idea. When are you
gonna realize that your actions reflect poorly
upon me and poorly on our family?
Your choices, your associations...
What associations, Dad?
Certain associations,
which do not show
you or your family
in their best light.
That is all.
You are grounded; you're beyond grounded. Come on.
Let's go home. Fine.
Fine, Dad!
♪ ♪
If you'd wanted to apologize, a phone call would have sufficed.
How could you let Zoe Hart embarrass us all like that?
Yeah, about her.
I-I should've been honest as soon as I...
I would feel dishonest if I didn't...
Okay, just spit it out.
Please, I have
a hundred things to do before tonight.
Zoe knows.
Zoe knows what?
What does Zoe know?
About us.
How the hell did that happen?
She figured it out.
I tried to lie.
Well, you should've tried harder! Lemon, it's okay.
You don't have to worry.
She won't tell anyone.
Well, if you were so confident about that,
then why are you telling me right now!
I'm only telling you so you know.
Oh, my God, Zoe Hart is walking around
with the very information
that could completely undo my entire relationship.
She won't.
You know what, you did this.
You put me in a corner; I have to tell him now.
I have to tell him before she does.
I could lose him over this,
I could lose everything that's important to me.
TUCKER: You're a complete mess.
Oh, there he is, man of the hour!
George,
I want you to meet Cleve Wallace.
Cleve is a reporter for the Birmingham Gazette.
Congratulations on the award, George.
That's quite an honor.
Thank you. Uh,
if you have a few moments, I'd like to ask you a few questions.
Of course he does.
He's gonna do a story on you, son.
Um, I'm sorry, but why would someone
from the Birmingham Gazette care about BlueBell's
Man of the Year?
Well, I... I know the Tuckers.
We've known each other for some time.
And I've been covering your brother's campaign.
Right.
Well, I'm sorry, Mr. Wallace,
but right now's actually not a great time.
I got to go home
and get ready for tonight.
Festivities and all, if you'll excuse me.
Dad.
(phone ringing)
George!
How's my Man of the Year?
Not too good, actually, as it turns out.
Why? W-What's wrong?
You were right, I am too trusting of people.
'Cause My dad does have an agenda.
He brought a reporter to town with him.
Obviously just wants to do a puff piece on Harry.
Oh, uh, I'm, I'm really sorry to hear that.
You okay?
Your voice sounds a little weird.
I'm fine. Listen.
We can just talk about it after the gala.
It's-it's no worries.
Hey.
I love you.
WADE: ♪ Old George Tucker's ♪
♪ A hell of a guy ♪
♪ Just watch him spread his wings and fly ♪
♪ He's mama's boy, he's daddy's son ♪
♪ Well, look out now, he's the chosen one ♪
♪ Get out of the way, for old George Tucker ♪
♪ That blinding light's his halo, sucker. ♪
Nice song.
Won't be a dry eye in the audience.
Oh, thanks. I'd love one.
(chuckles)
Zoe Scotch.
Zoe Scott.
Oh, whatever.
You okay?
I am great.
As are you, I'm guessing.
What's with the song?
What?
I said I would write a tribute to the Golden Boy.
I wrote a tribute to the Golden Boy.
The upstanding citizen from the upstanding family
who's made all the right...
upstanding decisions his whole life.
I just hope it tops your speech.
I hate small towns.
Yeah, most people would've given up on him
when they found out he had a fianceé.
Not me.
Hm-mm, the more unavailable they are,
the better I like them.
There's probably a book on it.
Daddy Issues for Dummies.
Hey, thanks, Dad.
No, mm-mm, Dr. Hart,
for another life lesson.
You know, my mom gave me his number.
Maybe I should call him and thank him
for all the gift that keeps on giving.
Thank you.
Come on, Doc.
It's not that he's emotionally unavailable
that makes you love George Tucker.
It's the fact that he's George Tucker.
Well. I gotta go.
I gotta go serenade Golden Boy, okay?
So, please, excuse me. Mm-hm.
(clears throat) You have fun.
Oh, hey!
I just thought of
a great rhyme for Tucker.
(both laughing)
Oh! Thank you so much.
Thank you.
Well, wasn't that a wonderful performance by Shula Whitaker
and her dancing cat, Prince Purrfection!
You really don't see dancing cats enough these days...
Wade. Hey, um...
I... I can't believe you're doing this, man.
I'm-I'm... I just want to tell you, it really means a lot to me,
so... thank you.
Yeah.
DASH: ...performing with one of Big Blue's former tight ends,
ladies and gentlemen, please welcome...
Magnolia Breeland and Wade Kinsella!
Uh...
I'm sorry to say, uh, Magnolia won't be performing tonight.
She's grounded.
I'm just gonna say that, uh...
...my buddy George, he's a great guy.
And... (clears throat) and....
(microphone squeals with feedback)
And he deserves this.
He deserves everything.
(audience murmuring)
Well, uh...
Thank you, Wade, for that, uh, minimalist performance!
Very post-modern.
(Dash chuckles)
Well, without further ado, let's bring on the Belles!
(upbeat piano begins)
♪ You're the top ♪
♪ You're the Coliseum ♪
♪ You're the top ♪
♪ You're the Louver Museum ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪ ♪ You're a melody ♪
♪ From a symphony by Strauss ♪
♪ You're a Bendel bonnet ♪
♪ A Shakespeare sonnet ♪
♪ You're Mickey Mouse ♪
♪ You're the Nile ♪
♪ You're the Tower of Pisa... ♪
They're sending you out on that? Yeah.
Dash has never been one for understatement, so...
♪ You're the smile on the Mona Lisa ♪
♪ I'm a worthless check, a total wreck, a flop... ♪
Just thought I'd, uh, wish you luck.
You know what, Dad? You can cut the crap.
Excuse me? Don't act like you give
a monkey's ass about my award.
'Cause I know you're only here to do a piece for
Harry's campaign, 'cause it's always about him.
♪ And I can feel after every line, a thrill divine ♪
♪ Down my spine ♪
♪ Now gifted humans like Vincent Youmens ♪
♪ Might think that your song is bad ♪
♪ But I've got a notion, I'll second the motion ♪
♪ And this is what I'm going to add... ♪
George, what are you talking about?
No reporter from Birmingham decides to come down
to cover BlueBell's Man of the Year award
for no reason. (sighs)
♪ You're Napoleon brandy ♪
♪ Ooh... ♪ ♪ You're the purple light ♪
♪ On a summer night in Spain ♪
♪ You're the National Gallery ♪
♪ Garbo's salary, you're cellophane ♪
♪ You're sublime... ♪
And I must have been some kind of idiot to think that
you would come down here for something I cared about
without having some kind of agenda...
Son, I'm here. I'm trying to make up for what I did.
Son, give me the benefit of the doubt! Why should I?
So you can use me again?
So you can use my fianceé?
To be honest with you, I don't even know
why I invited you here. I don't even know,
because you're not going to change.
Because you are never going to change, and because you are
the most selfish person I've ever met, and I'm done. George, don't say that!
We're done, Dad! Dad...
♪ I'm a toy balloon that's faded ♪
♪ Soon to pop ♪
♪ But if, baby, I'm the bottom ♪
♪ You're the top! ♪
DASH: Ladies and gentlemen, Mr. George Tucker.
Where is he?
(Lemon panting)
George!
(murmuring)
George?
I don't know, he just collapsed.
Um... can you get Brick? And call an ambulance?
Okay? Okay.
LEMON: Daddy!
Dad, I'm here, okay?
I'm... I'm right here.
I'm here.
It's going to be okay.
I wish I had better news.
It wasn't just a simple heart attack.
Harold suffered what we call a myocardial rupture.
Okay, what does that, um...
What does that mean exactly?
Some of his heart mut le died.
And that muscle started to leak, and the leak spread,
and it ruptured his mitral valve.
And that's going to require surgery to fix it.
Oh, my God. We're doing everything we can.
I've already called in a great surgeon
from Montgomery that I know, Ed Baker. He's on his way.
Is my dad gonna be okay, Brick?
I hope so, son.
I hope so.
Hi.
Ooh.
I thought you were grounded.
Oh. Well... yeah.
They're all at the hospital anyway.
Look, I-I'm sorry if I got you in trouble earlier.
No. You did not.
I got myself in trouble.
Guess I made him really mad this time.
You know, you should listen to him.
Brick's a good man.
He's just
trying to turn you into a good woman.
I know, but what he said about you--
that was totally lame.
Well, I suppose if you walk around
pretending like you don't give a rat's ass,
you can't very well blame 'em when they think I don't.
You know, my-my grandma used to always say,
"You are the choices you make."
Hey, you-you want a cup of coffee or tea, some
truly delicious-looking leftovers?
Um, no, but
maybe you could give me a ride to the hospital?
Get ahold of Harry yet? Um...
yeah. Yeah. He's, uh...
He's leaving the campaign trail,
and my mom's on her way, too, so...
Okay.
He's gonna be fine.
He's... I just know that he's going to be fine.
Baby, he's going to be fine.
Wasn't there, um, something
you wanted to talk to me about earlier?
Oh, no. It's fine.
We'll talk about it another time.
George?
I hope I'm not interrupting. I...
I just wanted to see how your father is.
Look, Mr. Wallace, I...
With all due respect, we are going through a family emergency
right now, and I am sure
that your puff piece on Harry can wait a couple of days.
Well, I'm not writing about Harry.
Your father is an old friend.
He called, asked me to do a piece on you.
He's really
very proud of you.
Please wish him the best for me.
Yes, sir.
Honey, he's going to be fine, okay?
Your father will understand...
Yeah? What if he doesn't get the chance, Lemon?
Look, I accused him of not caring, I called him selfish
because you...
And now, the last thing
my dad might remember me ever saying to him is
how much I hated him.
(footsteps retreating)
I just can't stand not knowing how he's doing.
Yeah, I know.
Maybe I should call the hospital and check in.
You know, from what everyone's
saying, it sounded like he had a heart attack.
I do have a background in cardiothoracics.
I'm not sure you're the person
the family most wants to hear from at the moment.
Yeah, you're probably right.
Listen, Zoe,
you should know that I told Lemon that
you... know.
I'm guessing she was thrilled.
Smoke was pretty much exuding from her ears.
She accused me of telling you so she'd have to tell George.
Well, did you?
What?! No.
That's crazy.
Is it?
Because I know that you trust me.
And I know that you know,
if I said I would never tell, I mean it.
So, why else would you tell Lemon?
Good God.
You may be right.
Am I a terrible person?
Yes. Mm-hmm.
(laughing): No. Look,
you just don't want to see
the two of them walk happily into the sunset.
(sighs)
Thanks for the ride, Wade.
You're a good guy, but we can't be seen together.
(laughs)
Yeah, if I had a nickel for every time I've heard that.
I'm gonna go get some coffee.
Yeah. Yeah, I'll, uh....
I'll go check on George.
(footsteps approaching)
(sighs)
Hey. Hey.
You know, Ed and I-- we go way back.
He's a good man, he's a great surgeon.
But you know, if that was my father,
I would want the best in the whole world,
and-and you have access to that.
Who?
Zoe's father, Dr. Ethan Hart.
No.
No, they are, um... estranged.
Um, she...
She wants to change her name...
I know that, but
I also know she would call him for you.
Yeah, which is why I cannot ask her to do that for me.
Okay.
Yeah, you know, he's in good hands with Ed,
so don't you worry about a thing.
GEORGE: Yeah.
Hey.
You okay, honey?
Just worried about Harold, that's all.
Yeah.
Magnolia Breeland, you are grounded.
You are supposed to be at home.
This is hardly
a wild night out, Daddy,
and I figured hanging out with you here was the same
as hanging out with you at home.
(sighs)
Besides, it...
it might be a long night,
so... I brought you these.
How'd you even get here anyway?
I took the bus.
Oh, I'm sure you did.
(Lavon clears his throat)
Found a name?
Zoe Downey, Jr.
(chuckles)
I'm a big Iron Man fan.
Yeah, okay.
Well, I figured I could use a name to aspire to.
Hmm. Yeah.
I don't know if I'll live up to him.
The kindness to the patients.
The good will, all those MOTYs.
I think you'll do just fine.
(door opening) WADE: Hey.
ZOE: Hey.
I'm, uh, just coming from the hospital.
Is George's dad okay? I don't... I don't really know.
I overheard him saying that he's got a...
a myocardial rupture.
Who's doing the surgery?
Well, that's the thing.
See, uh, George would never ask you himself,
but he needs you to make a call.
(sighs)
Dad... it's Zoe, your daughter.
♪ ♪
You got frosting on your nose.
(Brick chuckles, Lemon sniffles)
How is he?
What the hell is she doing here?
It's okay, Lemon.
Zoe. Um...
Hey. I heard about your dad.
Yeah. Um...
He's gonna be okay.
We got a good surgeon.
But now you have a great one.
I called my father. He'll be here tomorrow.
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