Country Comfort

-Oh, hey. Listen, I was-- - Well, well, well.

Looks like they sent us the perfect woman for the job.

Oh, crap. What kind of ranch did I walk into?

Horses, mostly. You like horses?

-Not that much. -Wait!

-Aren't you from the nanny agency? -No.

Dang. Do you have any experience taking care of kids?

-No. -Have any experience lyin'? I do.

Hey, y'all! Come meet our new nanny! I'm Tuck, and you are?

Not a nanny. Look, my truck died, my phone died.

-I just need to use your phone-- - Y'all, get down here!

-Everybody, this is our new nanny. -I'm not a nanny.

New nanny, that's Brody, Dylan, and Chloe.

Hey, y'all. Is your mama or daddy around?

I'm having a breakdown. My truck, and emotional.

Actually, our mama died two years ago.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

-Thank you. -And thanks for showing up, Nanny…

No, Bailey. Just Bailey. I just need to use your phone,

call a mechanic, get back home, wherever that is.

You forgot where you live? Did you check the tag on your backpack?

Honey, I wish it were that simple.

Never date a musician.

Oh, honey. It's okay.

It's okay. I just need to use a phone.

Cell phone. Home phone. Xylophone.

-Oh, is that a phone? - It doesn't matter.

-Storm knocked out all the phone service. -Of course it did. Why do you hate me?

Look how good she is with children!

She's straight up Mary Poppins, bro.

I think nanny number ten is a winner.

Ten nannies? What is wrong with y'all?

Her. She's got some anger issues.

Are you kiddin' me?

We're not hiring her just 'cause you fools think she's hot.

"You fools" think I'm hot?

-Smokin'! -So hot.

You have no idea how much that means to me.

You can't imagine what I've been through, and for y'all to think--

Résumé, ma'am.

I… I don't have a résumé, because I'm--

Because you think you can just stroll through life on your good looks?

No, because I'm not equipped to do anything.

Tell you what, we'll double whatever you were making at your last job,

unless, of course, we find out you were fired,

in which case we'll have to cut your salary in half and strip your bonuses

until you prove yourself. It's called playing hardball, people.

Sweetie, you mind sittin' next to me? I'm a little scared of thunder.

Well, I guess if you're scared.

It's okay.

Lord help me, another brother?

Ah! You flatter me. I'm actually the daddy of all these.

And I'm the daddy's girlfriend of all these.

Well, you are early for your interview, and I like that.

-Oh, actually, Mr.-- -Beau.

-Mr. Beau-- -No, Beau's my first name.

-Beau Beau? -Just Beau.

Just… Just my Beau.

And who might you be?

Oh, I'm Bailey. I was--

Our new nanny.

Bailey, Summer. Summer, Bailey.

All right, let's go, Daddy. Can't be late.

-See ya after school, Nanny. -Whoa, hold on there, Tuck.

Your daddy hasn't even checked her references yet.

She thinks I look like their brother. You're hired.

Why are we wasting time?

She's young, she's pretty, she's great with kids.

-I'm not a nanny! -That will greatly reduce your salary.

Bailey, if you're not a nanny, what exactly you doin' in our house?

Well, it all started last night

when me and my boyfriend, Boone, were singing at Tootsies.

Our band's been playing that club forever,

but last night, Mr. Sam Gold from Sam Gold Records was coming in to see us.

He's one of the biggest producers in country music.

If he likes you, it can change your whole life.

And not to toot our own horns, but we crushed it.

Turns out, Mr. Sam Gold didn't think we crushed it

the way I thought we crushed it, and I was crushed.

So, why are you in our house?

Needless to say, I was pretty devastated,

but Boone didn't wanna wallow in our misery.

He wanted to talk about our future.

Bailey, you know how much I love you, right?

I do.

Yeah, I do.

I do.

Oh my gosh, Boone, you're not…

Lord have mercy, you are!

The answer is yes!

I will! I will!

You will what?

Let you go on.

Go on.

Right. The thing is, the boys and I've been talking,

and we decided that if tonight was a bust, which it most surely was,

that we, the band, needed to make some… some changes, you know?

Shake things up a bit. Go in a different direction.

Okay. What direction?

You're out.

-She's in. -What?

Bailey, the band's been together for nine years and we still haven't made it.

I mean, someone has to change.

So you're trading me in for her?

I mean, just professionally.

But it is all good. Because who still loves Bailey?

This guy!

Oh!

Are you out of your mind, Boone?

We're a team! Together forever!

You either take all of me…

or none of me!

He picked none of me.

Oh, you poor thing.

I am gonna call you an Uber this minute to take you home.

I don't have a home.

Me and Boone lived together.

So that's why you were driving all night in this storm?

You had no place to go?

No. Can you believe it?

In one night, I lost my home, my career, and my man.

So,

you're single?

Listen, if someone could please just give me a ride to the service station--

- Tornado! -All right, come on.

Y'all know the drill. Everyone in the basement.

Wait for me!

I know you don't know me,

so I understand if you don't want me to come down-- I'm coming down.

Y'all?

Y'all!

Sorry.

Oh, careful on those stairs, Bailey.

They're very steep.

No, don't worry about me, sugar.

My stilettos are much safer than her flat steel-toed boots.

So, this is how it all ends.

What's under there?

It's the last nine nannies.

You're kidding, right?

Oh, honey. You're shiverin'.

Y'all are so lucky to have each other.

In times like these,

I guess I'll have to ride out the rest of the tornadoes in my life alone.

Darlin', I'm sure there's someone special waiting for you.

Out there.

I sure do envy y'all. You all have such a beautiful family.

Thank you. Where's your family, Bailey?

Oh, I don't really have much of a family other than Boone.

And, well, you know what happened there.

As far as my other family, my mama ran out on me when I was two.

Who would walk out on you?

So far, Boone and her mama. And she's just gettin' started.

- I've got you, Chlo. - Boys! Over here.

Stop!

Stop!

She doesn't like The Everly Brothers?

I can do Doobie or Jonas.

Cassidy?

-Cassidy, baby, open the door. -What's happening?

- Honey, please. -I got ten bucks on her not opening it.

-Sweetheart, this has gotta stop. -What's gotta stop?

You keep saying you're fine, but this is not a good indication.

What's she indicatin' she's not fine about?

Honey, it's been almost two years since your mama passed.

Please, just stop shuttin' us out.

Baby?

I think maybe she needs a woman's touch.

I'm uppin' it to 50.

Cassidy? Cass?

G-friend?

I don't know what to do anymore. I mean, what am I supposed to do?

She won't talk to me or a psychiatrist. She won't even cry.

She hasn't shed one tear since her mama died, and that's not normal.

-Let's keep goin'. We were cookin'. -What about your sister?

-She's the reason we can't play. -Tuck!

I'm sorry, Daddy, but it's been two years. We had a band with our mama,

but since she died, we haven't been allowed