Sweet Magnolias

Nothing can separate us from the love of Christ.

- Neither life nor death... - Kyle.

All right. Don't you lose hope, Maddie.

I know who you are, and I know you know I can't let you back there.

- If I could just talk to Howie... - Dr. Townsend, please.

I understand. If I had any news I could share with you, I would,

but I don't.

Hey, no news on Kyle yet?

What did you find out?

Well, Howie's back there,

and there's no better doctor in the county, including me, so...

Oh God.

Annie, call me, please. Please!

- Mom? - Annie.

- Annie! - Tyler!

I'm so sorry! I'm so, so sorry.

I'm just so glad you're okay.

We tried to find him, and then we saw the car.

Is... is Kyle all right?

We're waiting to hear.

- I'm okay. I'm really okay! - Oh my God!

We've been calling and calling!

- I left my phone at Jackson's. - Why?

We're waiting to hear word on Kyle and your sister.

- I better call my parents. - They've been called.

Do you, um...

do you know where CeCe is?

I'm pretty sure Simon took her home.

- We wanted to find Kyle and Nellie... - What happened, Jackson?

Tyler, what happened?

How in all that is holy did your brother and Nellie wind up in your car?

I'm not sure how to explain that.

Crazy. Things just got crazy.

Helen. You okay?

I don't even know what's going on. We're waiting to hear from the doctors.

- Hey, uh, you good? - As good as I can be.

You?

- The hell's wrong with your boy? - Bite your tongue, Lewis.

- You don't... - Bill, please.

I talked to Chief Bolden. My next call is to my lawyer.

Before you know the truth?

Okay, Bill, Trent, pretty sure this isn't the time or the place.

Ronnie, what in the hell are you doing here?

Looking after my family.

Same as we all are.

- Mom. - What did you do to your sister?

Hey, he really tried to stop Nellie. That part is not his fault.

Did I invite you into this conversation, young lady?

- Hey! - Mama, don't talk to her like that.

Spit it out.

What did you do?

Ms. Lewis, you should let the admitting nurse know

that you and Trent are here.

Y'all want me to wait for the facts? Somebody better start coughing 'em up!

The doctors are back with Nellie and Kyle right now.

They'll come out when they have something to tell.

And what do you wanna tell me?

You said I could have people over after prom.

That's an answer?

There was an argument at the party, and some people wanted to leave.

An argument about what?

- Lots of things. - Nothing.

Okay, where is everyone else?

Home safe. Kyle and Nellie were the only ones who took off.

How did Kyle get your car?

Parking was tight, so I just left my keys in the visor.

Nellie jumped in with him, Dad.

Why in the devil would Kyle do that? Was he drinking?

- No, of course... - No, Jackson was the only one drinking.

- Wanna tell that to Chief Bolden, Trent? - Son?

- I'm sorry, Jackson. - Don't apologize to him. He started it.

- Drinking? - Fighting.

No, sir. You and your dweeb brother got into it all on your own.

- Hey. - What?

Howie?

- Howie, how's my baby? - Nellie's gonna be fine.

She has some abrasions and lacerations and a deep bruise from the seat belt.

Glad she was wearing it.

And Kyle?

Kyle's injuries are more extensive but not life-threatening.

Thank God.

- He's with the orthopedist now. - Orthopedist?

Manal Ahmed. She'll be out soon to talk with you. They were very lucky.

- Howie, when can we see Nellie? - They're dressing her lacerations.

Claudia, could you take Mayor and Mrs. Lewis to see their daughter?

You can follow me.

- Thank you. - Yeah.

You'll have to wait here for Dr. Ahmed. I know it's hard,

but you have to be patient a bit longer.

Manal is exceptional, and Kyle couldn't be in better hands.

She'll be out in a moment to walk you through the entire situation.

- Situation. - Bill, please.

This is all on you, you worthless piece of...

You're gonna blame me for your girlfriend?

Some things are actually your fault.

- Your innocent act sucks. - Maybe CeCe can kick your ass again!

Enough!

No!

- Tyler. - Ty!

Howie?

Take it easy.

Get up! Ty, get up. He's fine.

- Back off, Jackson! - I didn't mean to do that.

Bill, just get away!

Haven't you done enough? And the car on top of everything else?

Just get away!

- I'll call for a wheelchair. - No need. On three.

Three, two, one.

I got ya. I got ya. Come on.

Kyle...

I'll wait for word and then find you and Tyler.

I need to talk to you, soon.

Well, now you seem to be the root of all that's going wrong tonight, young man.

Bill! Come on. Let's all just simmer down.

No, Ronnie, you're a footnote on the list of people I wanna talk to...

He is trying to save you from adding fuel to the fire, Bill!

Can we all slow this down? Regain our bearings.

Dr. Townsend?

Dr. Ahmed.

How's Kyle?

Asking for his mom?

Yeah, she's with, um...

She'll be along shortly. What can you tell me in the meantime?

Kyle's main injury is a full dislocation of the right patella.

There is looseness in the ACL, indicating a tear,

but it's not torn completely.

That's good news.

- I'd like to do an MRI. - You're concerned?

Thoroughness.

There's no indication of paralysis or trauma-induced weakness,

but there is extreme tenderness in the lumbar region.

And I would like to keep him overnight because he does present with a concussion.

Sure, yeah.

Um...

- Can I see him before he goes up? - Of course. I'll take you back.

Okay.

Oh, I suddenly wanna throw up.

Well, it's nerves.

Well, I'll, uh, hold your hair back like the old days.

This is no time to joke.

Well, look, we gotta laugh, scream, cry, or we'll all explode, you know?

Annie, come here, baby.

Come here.

Okay, obviously we need to talk about a lot,

but I want you to know

that I love you.

I'm so grateful that you're okay.

- I tried, Mom. - What?

To do the right thing, say the right thing.

Everything just went wrong anyway.

Yeah.

Life gets like that, baby girl.

Hmm?

Hey, I'm really proud of you. You did the best you could, okay?

It's a "good" fracture,

in that it's clean and should heal in four to six weeks.

What?

What? What?

Yeah, I understand your distress,

but you have to give it the time it needs so it heals properly.

Coach, what... what are we gonna do?

We're gonna listen to the doctor.

No, I don't wanna listen to her!

No, I don't wanna listen to any of you! Just get out!

- Tyler. - Everyone, get out!

Perhaps y'all could give me just a moment with Ty?

Come on.

There we go. Thank you.

Maddie, you let me know if I can do anything for any of you.

Much appreciated, Erik.

I'm gonna get out of your hair. My prayers stay with you.

Thank you.

Thanks for all of the updates.

You didn't have to come back. I told you I could close up.

This doesn't look like closing up. Uh...

No, this is waiting for the pecan tarts to be done.

You're baking at this hour?

You said it was the thing to do when nothing made sense.

- Hey, the kids are gonna be okay. - I know. It's, um... it's not that.

Dana Sue isn't my mother.

Wait.

You asked her?

Yeah. This old boyfriend of hers came by,

and I got all excited and figured that this is the answer

because she's been so amazing, and I really wanted her to be my mom.

I get it.

She's a special lady.

I love it here. And if I've made things weird, and I have to leave...

Pecan tarts?

Yeah, my grandmama's favorite.

What did Dana Sue say when you asked her?

She was flattered

and that she and her friends would help me find my birth mother.

You see, now? It's all good, nothing weird.

Love and grace, that's what you get from those three.

I bet they're quite skilled at digging up some secrets

when they set their minds to it.

Well, they are special ladies.

Yes, they are.

Yeah, that batch smells done.