Hart of Dixie

You broke up with Scooter? You were right. He's a jerk.

Sometimes I think I never should have let you go.

We should go out sometime.

We're renting a house! No, we're not. We're buying a house.

It's just a few days' work, right?

No, we're looking at a top-to-bottomer here.

We need to talk about where we're gonna live 'cause

Duke said that the remodel is going to take two months.

You thought I was gonna propose?

I told him I was fine with waiting.

So, you're not?

You are the love of my life.

Do you know for sure if I am the love of your life?

Hey, good morning.

Ugh! It was for half a second.

Then I opened my eyes and remembered that I'm back

in Lavon's carriage house.

Lavon's rent-free carriage house.

You agreed it makes sense.

And all the money we save on the B and B,

we invest in our house and our future. Besides,

you wanted to be here for Lavon in his time of need.

That was nice of me.

Just, being back here feels so lame,

like moving in with your mother

after you graduate college.

Hey! That happens, all right?

It's not easy for a 22-year-old to earn a living

with a degree in comparative literature.

Anyway, I know something that might distract you.

Oh! Uh-uh! Nope.

- Come on, please? Come on. Your birthday's in two days! - No!

You really don't want a party?

Well, what gave you that clue?

The 47 times I vetoed it last week?

No, I told you, every birthday...

"Only brings you that much closer to death." I know.

I know. Yes. And as a doctor, I oppose all things...

that bring anyone closer to death.

Besides, all my birthdays have been disasters.

They've been less about what I want

and more about what my mother wants for me.

Think of all the things you have to celebrate:

a new house, a newfound family,

amazing boyfriend

who has to be a world-class thrower of birthday parties.

I promise you'll have a great time. Please? Please?

Please...?

Oh, fine!

But no trick candles that don't blow out.

Deal.

Mm.

All right, all right, break it up!

Get a room.

This is our room!

Lavon sent us to get y'all for breakfast.

Next time, we'll knock.

Oh.

I really hope those renovations are done fast.

Oh, thank you so much for my breakup pie!

It's exactly what I need to get on my feet.

Oh, no! I totally forgot to make you a breakup pie!

No, Crickett, it's fine.

I'm up to my ears in meringue.

Well, let me just say how great you look.

Everyone is in awe

of how you are handling this.

You are a shining example of how to conduct oneself

when a relationship crumbles.

What do you need?

Could you maybe come to the Belle meeting tomorrow?

You do recall I'm no longer a Belle?

Rejoin. I'll fast-track you.

Please?!

Ever since I almost bankrupted them,

those ladies are out for blood.

I need an ally!

You need a distraction!

Win-win.

I'm sorry, Crickett.

I'm just not in a social, or a Belle...

or a helping-out kind of place right now.

Please understand.

Fine.

But promise me,

when you see my head rolling through town square,

you will return it to Stanley.

Mm-hmm.

Well, this is cozy.

You know, there really aren't enough seats for all of us.

So Joel and I will just go to the Rammer Jammer.

I actually own the Rammer Jammer, so we'll go.

Nobody leaves! I need my friends.

Time of need? And look at all this food.

It is a lot of food, even for you.

I figured you'd be hungry.

I cooked a lot, too, when my husband and I separated.

It's good. It's good to stay busy when you're, you know...

Lonely, sad, pathetic?

Lavon, just know that time heals all wounds...

and rebound sex.

And that's my boyfriend, folks.

Mm-hmm. Come here.

As much as I'd like to stay and watch my ex stick

his tongue down my newly-found cousin's throat,

I have to get to work.

Call me if you need anything.

Bye. Bye.Mwah!

Okay, people, attention.

We are at DEFCON 1 for birthday planning.

Zoe finally agreed

to have a party! Zoe hates birthdays.

Zoe's not a fan of birthdays. I know,

but I'm very persuasive. All right, now, Lavon,

I hate to ask on such short notice, but...

You want to know if you could have it here.

I'm not gonna be the most jovial host, but, yeah, sure.

Yes! What can I do?

Uh, decorations, playlist,

and invite the Wilkes.

Maybe not that judgey Aunt Winifred, but all the rest.

All right! I gotta go do the invites!

Okay.

Hey, maybe you could invite your dad to the party.

I'd love to meet him.

Oh, uh... yeah.

Well, you know, he's-he's busy that night.

Working.

He's, uh, working

a lot of nights.

Oh, yeah, he's a hard worker.

Sometimes he passes out from working so hard.

Yeah.

Okay.

Splash of two-percent like you said,

Mr. Tucker, Esquire, sir.

"George" will work just fine, Tom.

I'm not sure it expresses my gratitude for the opportunity.

You see, you saved me from a super demeaning career

that involved my removing clothes

and accepting dollar bills as payment, which was...

Right. Let's just, let's just

try and start our day of business.

Yeah, okay. Okay.

Breakfast delivery!

A Ms. Truitt is here for you, sir!

Little late on that, Tom, but we'll work on it.

Hey. Hey.

To what do I owe this surprise?

I have been thinking about that kiss

that we had, that very excellent kiss.

And I know afterward, I said I wanted to take it slow,

but I'm thinking maybe it's time we moved this thing along.

So I would like to ask you to dinner...

and dessert.

Are you sure?

This really something you want to argue about?

No, ma'am. How's Saturday night sound?

You're on. Okay.

Hey, A.B.!

How are you doing?

Great!

Oh, you have some powdered sugar...

Oh. Right here? Uh-huh, uh-huh.

Did I get it? Yep.

Ah, yeah, we just had waffles this morning at Lavon... Sorry.

We just live there now, so we, Joel and I, went by there before...

Zoe, you don't have to apologize for seeing Lavon

or eating at Lavon's.

Or having your birthday party at Lavon's.

Just got the invitation.

That's weird for you.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Just that you've been handling all of this so well.

We figured that it would be fine.

But I'm just gonna have Joel change it. It's no problem.

No, no, it's fine. I can handle it.

Okay.

Crickett, you're right.

I could use a distraction.

I'll see you at the meeting.

Oh, what is going on in here?

Okay, okay, get off! Who is it?

Scooter McGreevy?

Greetings and peace, George!

Okay, yeah, that's enough of that.

Scooter, what the hell is going on?

And what the hell is with this getup?

George, I've had an epiphany.

I just got back from a walkabout in Bhutan.

Three weeks, the Himalayas, no shoes,

and I discovered that I have been

an absolute ogre of a human being.

I could have saved you that entire trip.

I hear your anger, bro, and I get it.

But I am changing,

metamorphosing, if you will.

Trying to heal the world.

I quit my job with Mayor Gainey.

I took a gig with GreenWorld International in Mobile.