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- ♪ Oh, Danny Boy ♪

♪ The pipes, the pipes are calling ♪

both: * From glen to glen and down the-- ♪

- Okay, Bobbie, no, no, no.

- What?

- Don't get me wrong.

You have a serviceable voice--

a little twangy--

but this song needs someone who can really

make you just feel the words.

- Well, you got me there.

It sure makes me want to cry when I hear you sing.

- Well, thank you.

Oh, I've missed this.

- Yeah?

- I've missed us.

- What are you talking about?

I've seen you every day this week.

- Well, sure, at work.

Yeah, but where's the personal time?

Like, when do we really talk?

- Never.

We've never done that.

- And now we never will,

now that you spend all of your time with your sister.

- I thought you liked Isabella.

- I do.

It's possible to really care for someone

and also totally resent them.

My mother taught me that.

- The reason I've been spending so much time with Isabella

is because we're trying to sort things out.

- Go ahead.

I'm listening.

- Well, it's just that Daddy let me do things

the way I wanted to.

I saw a problem, I made a decision,

bam, I fixed it.

- Well, he was a wise man.

- But now, I see a problem, I'll make a decision, oh, wait,

let's see what Isabella thinks about it.

- People think that inheriting half of the business

means they're equal partners.

Um, I don't think so.

- Give us a little credit. - Yeah.

- We know what we're doing. - We do know.

- And you don't have to have an opinion on everything.

- Yeah, just shush. - Yeah, just shush.

- Good afternoon!

It'd be nice if we get a little rain soon, huh?

- Oh, looky there.

Now she's giving God notes.

- Yeah.

- ♪ Sometimes it feels like a big ol' fight ♪

♪ To get through the day ♪

♪ And sleep on through the night ♪

♪ But here you'll find a place ♪

♪ That'll surely lift your spirits ♪

♪ You belong at Happy's Place ♪

- And then Bobbie said that she wished I was her sister

instead of Isabella.

And we hugged and cried and--

- Wait, Bobbie said she wished you were her sister?

- Yes.

Why do you say it like that?

- Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't clear.

I don't believe you.

- Wow.

Okay, do you know what you sound like?

[mocking whiny noises]

- I don't sound like that. This is you.

Blah, blah, blah, blah. Blah, blah, blah, blah.

- Okay, she's here. Just drop it.

I don't want to embarrass her, so--

Hi, Bobbie! - Hey, Gabby.

Emmett says he thinks that one of the taps is broken.

Can you check it?

- Sure, yeah.

[tap hissing]

[sputters]

[panting]

Found it.

- Oh, now I gotta get a repairman up here.

- I can fix it. My tools are in the truck.

- Oh, thanks, Takoda.

Man, you're a lifesaver.

Usual fee?

- You called me a lifesaver.

I've already been paid.

- Is he really going to fix that?

- Oh, yeah.

He can fix anything.

He's a genius-- drywall, plumbing.

It's kind of like if duct tape and superglue had a baby.

[laughter]

- Oh, maybe that's why he's so clingy.

[laughs]

- What I mean is he's a waiter,

and it's sort of against the law for him to do anything

not in his job description.

- Okay, I know you're not from here,

but in Tennessee,

the law doesn't actually mean "the law."

It's kind of like a friendly suggestion,

right, guys? - No.

- Yeah. - Yeah, you see?

- Can we at least pay him as a repairman then?

- Whoa, whoa, whoa. Time out.

That would open a huge can of accounting worms--

different pay scales, different forms,

different everything.

Know why?

The jobs are different.

- Couldn't you just skip the paperwork

and throw some extra in his pay?

- Of course we could.

And while we're at it, you could just

drive me over to the IRS in chains,

because that is where this is going.

- Isabella, I respect your opinion,

but finding a repairman now,

it's kind of like what your generation says--

that'd be gnarly.

- I think that's surfers.

Old surfers.

- Whatever. This is a mom-and-pop business.

- But I'm half owner, so I feel, in a small way--

actually in, like, a 50% way--

like I'm doing something I shouldn't.

- Then stop doing the math.

- Come on.

You can't put a price on peace of mind.

- Sure you can.

I'll tell you how much it is when I get the bill.

[opera music]

- Opera, huh?

No offense, but I didn't picture you as an opera fan.

- I'm not.

It's the only kind of music no one in the restaurant likes.

It keeps away the yakkers.

- Only kind no one used to like you mean.

I grew up on it.

My mom was a huge fan.

- [sighs] Okay.

[opera music stops]

Guess we're going to have to do this the old-fashioned way.

I don't have time to chitchat,

so if you got something on your mind,

either spit it out or walk it out.

- Oh, okay.

Well, I guess what I wanted to ask was,

I feel like I'm entitled to express my opinion

around here because I do own half the tavern.

But Bobbie gets mad when I do.

- That's not a question.

- Right.

- So what can I do so she'll want me around?

- Well, the first thing you can do

is stop saying you're entitled to anything

because it's a whiny word, and it just makes my butt clench.

- But I kind of am.

- That right there, don't do that.

- Don't do what?

Stand up for myself?

- You ever hear the saying you catch more flies

with honey than vinegar?

I don't use either one because I don't care

about flies' opinions of me.

But you do.

So you need to decide whether you'd rather be righteous

or be liked,

because you rarely can be both.

- Thanks.

That was really helpful.

- Hey. [sighs]

What made you come in here and ask me this?

- I don't know.

It seems like people who prepare food for other people

always seem to have some extra insight into them.

Like they really pay attention because deep down, they care.

- Yeah, well, that ain't me.

[upbeat music]

- Hey, Jim.

Yeah, I--I've been thinking about me and Isabella being

co-owners, and, um, the more I think about it,

the crazier it seems.

- Well, what do you mean?

- Well, I mean,

are we supposed to split everything 50/50?

I mean, I'm okay with the money.

- No, you're not.

- No, I'm not. I do all the work.

I mean, I fix things using experience,

and she uses TikTok videos.

- So you don't like Isabella?

- Oh, no. No, I like her a lot.

It's just that, you know,

you can care for someone and also totally resent them.

- Well, I don't think that's true.

But let's put that aside.

What do you want me to do?

- Well, see if you can get me out of this mess

that Daddy left.

I mean, buy her out or something.

- Have you seen Bobbie?

- I think she's in the office.

- Well, what-- - Gotta go.

- Oh, hey.

You are in here.

- Yeah, I think the door's broken.

I'm just trying to fix it there.

I've been slamming it a lot lately.

- Listen, about that,

I've been thinking that maybe I'm coming off

a little entitled.

How would you feel if I took a step back?

- Really?

- Wow.

That made you really happy.

- Oh, you mean this grin?

No, that wasn't for you.

That was--I was remembering Gabby when she got sprayed--

ahh!

- Yeah.

- Yeah, so what are you saying?

- I don't know.

Thought I'd ask you, since you probably know best.

- Good instincts.

So, um, what do you say

if I take you under my wing?

- Really?

- Yeah, you're really smart.

You just need more than a week's worth of experience.

It'll be gnarly.

- Oh, it'll be bussin'.

You know what? Gnarly is better.

- Gnarly. - It'll be totally gnarly.

- Yeah, gnarly. - Yeah.

- Thanks, Takoda.

- Oh, you got it.

Tables 3 and 5 still have an open tab,

and a repairman fixed the tap.

- Oh, wow.

That was fast.

- [snickering]

- What are you grinning at?

- Private joke.

Oh, hey, since it's working,

I would love a glass of that IPA now.

- Sure.

No problem.

- [snickering]

- [chuckles]

Oh, clever boy.

Oh, so the repairman came, and the tap is fixed?

Oh, is it?

- What do you mean?

- Oh, I'm sorry. I wasn't clear.

I don't believe you.

I think you should pour the drink.

- But it's your job.

- Pour the drink or your computer gets it.

- Okay, fine. - Yeah.

- I'll do it.

- Do it.

- Ah.

Ah.

They say the guilty are the most suspicious.

- Oh.

- Oh, you two seem to be getting along.

- Oh, we definitely are.

Hey, Takoda, can you come over just for a second?

Thank you.

So my co-owner and I have been talking,

and we have decided that she will shadow me

while she's learning about Happy's Place.

- [claps lightly]

[light applause]

- Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you, thank you.

Okay, y'all can go back to work now.

Thank you.

Okay, I like to announce major changes to the staff.

It makes them feel included.

- Great tip.

- Next, most important lesson,

a manager's work is never done.

So, Gabby, did the repairman finish fixing the tap?

- Well, I was on break, but it seems to be working fine.

The only thing is, I can't seem to find the--

receipt.

- Hold on.

What is this?

- Oh, I recorded all my professors' lectures.

That way, I can review them whenever I want.

And, well, you're kind of like my professor, right?

- Yeah.

I'm her professor.

- Yeah, I got it.

- Carry on.

- Bobbie, I have the receipt.

My only question is, do you want

me to file it under maintenance or incidental expenses?

And will you get that filthy thing away from me?

- Okay.

Steve, just calm down.

Isabella, let's maybe not put the phone in people's faces.

- Of course. - Okay.

- From now on, if I want to record something,

I'll talk into the phone myself.

- Great, and thanks for being so understanding.

- Anyway, as I was asking before I was assaulted

by her bedazzled germ spreader,

where do you want me to file the invoice?

- Okay, well, normally, we file it in the--

- Bobbie says that tap repair would normally

be filed under incidentals. - incidentals, right?

- Yeah, but that would be at regular repair costs.

- Steve believes the higher cost of repair

could qualify for the expense of a deduction.

- I don't really have anything to say,

but I just want Isabella to record my voice too.

- Gabby needs attention. - Okay, yeah.

- Okay.

Isn't that hard to do while we're talking?

- Not at all.

I work as a Spanish translator sometimes,

so I'm used to listening and talking at the same time.

- Well, it's really difficult for me.

So let's make a deal here.

Okay, when I'm speaking Spanish, you can do that.

But when I'm not, don't, okay?

- Bobbie says not to record what they say.

[light acoustic music]

- No, no, no.

You stay right there and work on your notes.

[laughs] - Okay.

- Okay. [chuckles]

[groans]

I'm exhausted.

- Oh, is it Isabella?

Do you want to talk again like we did before earlier again?

- What?

- She's pretending you two had a personal talk earlier.

- We did.

- You did?

With Gabby?

About personal stuff?

With Gabby?

- Yeah, I mean, before we opened.

Why would she lie about that?

- I don't believe you.

I don't believe you either.

I don't believe any of you.

- Wow.

Okay, you just earned yourself a shoulder rub.

Come here. - Really?

- Yeah, come here. Come on.

Get on up there. All right?

Just a little bit.

All right. [metal dings]

- I know this is weird, but I don't care anymore.

- Mm. Boy, if I had a nickel.

- Oh, man, this teaching sucks,

especially when the student wants to learn stuff.

- Isabella still has the natural curiosity of youth.

Shame the world hasn't beaten that out of her yet.

- It never stops.

I can't get any work done because all she says

is why, why, why, why, why.

- Even your accent can't make that sound pretty.

- Nothing I do seems to work with her.

My only hope is that Jim eases her out

without hurting her feelings.

- Well, you should ask him.

He went into your office.

- Yeah, wouldn't that be funny?

Isabella's in there.

[laughs] [door clicks]

- She knows.

You hung up on me, and I--

I had some questions.

And I came over,

but she was in your office, not you.

And she's really smart, and she figured things out.

You know, I did Happy's will as a favor.

I'm a real estate lawyer.

- [laughs]

[whispering] Just go. - Okay.

- You should have told me if you wanted to get rid of me.

- It didn't start out like that.

But you kept poking your nose into my business.

- Hey, you--you took me under your wing, remember?

- Yeah, but a bird is under the mama's wing so it'll be quiet.

- Got it.

So it didn't really matter what I was going to say.

It was going to annoy you.

You know, the real problem is that I'm here at all.

- Don't go there.

All I've done since you've been here

is try to find a place for you.

And I--I can't.

I can't because you don't--

you don't-- - I don't what?

Belong?

- Did I say that?

I did not say that.

And don't get that look on your face that

says I did because I didn't.

And I don't feel guilty about it.

- So you're really just going to walk away?

- Okay.

I know that you would really like a heart-to-heart,

but I just can't.

I've got a lot of work piled up in there.

So can you and me just take a break, please?

I'm coming.

Okay, before you start your lecture,

you just know I tried.

Just because it didn't work out doesn't mean it's my fault.

- I'm not blaming you.

I'm just confused.

I can't figure out what you expect this girl to do.

- Well, join the club. I can't either.

- Well, fine.

You can't get mad at her for not knowing

what to do when you don't.

- Why not?

I am so sick of having to do the right thing.

Why does everybody expect me to be the reasonable one too?

- If it helps, I don't think that's going

to be a problem anymore.

- Do not make jokes.

I earned this hissy fit, and I'm gonna have it.

- I would never dream of stepping on one of your fits,

especially the hissy.

- Good!

- Let me just say,

you're not the only one that lost a father.

And her bothering you might just be

a little sister reaching out for a little comfort

and connection.

But by all means, enjoy the rest of your hissy.

- Okay, Bobbie.

I wanted to take a moment to breathe before

I confronted you because we learned in class that

nothing gets solved when you're angry.

- Hang on, Isabella-- - Ah-ah-ah.

You had your say, and now you're going to listen to me.

Just because you want something one way

doesn't mean that's the way it's going to happen.

I didn't want to find out who my father was after he died,

but I did.

And that's okay.

I'll adjust.

I wanted to have a real relationship

with my new sister, one that I could turn to when it's hard

and--and look up to when I'm confused.

But that didn't happen.

And that's okay too.

I'll adjust.

So if you don't want me here, then just say it.

And let me be clear, I want to be here.

I want to fight for this relationship,

even if you don't.

But either way, I'll adjust.

Okay. That was my say.

You can respond if you want.

- Oh, I definitely want to respond.

Emmett, don't try to stop me.

- I wasn't going to.

- First of all, I owe you a huge apology.

I tell you to do one thing, I get mad.

I tell you to do another, I get mad.

Who do I think I am?

- Okay.

- I've been looking at you like a person

that has been forced upon me.

Instead, I should be looking at you like a sister

that's been given to me.

- Yeah, it sounds like you're arguing,

but the words don't match.

- Because I'm mad, mad at myself.

Boo-hoo.

I have to share.

Wah-wah.

Everybody thinks I'm reasonable!

- For the record, I don't.

- Emmett!

So here's what we're gonna do.

From here on out, I'm gonna treat you

with the respect and affection--

yes, affection--

that you deserve as my sister.

And when things don't go like I want them to,

I'll adjust because I do want you to stay.

And you ain't seen fighting until you seen me fight for us.

- Yeah.

Okay, great.

- Now get out of here.

I still have work to do.

- Well, this isn't your office.

- Then I'll leave with you.

Are you happy now?

- I'm always happy.

- You guys know this isn't soundproof, right?

- ♪ And come ye back ♪

♪ When summer's in the meadow ♪

♪ And when the valley's hushed ♪

♪ And white with snow ♪

♪ 'Tis I'll be here in sunshine ♪

♪ Or in shadow ♪

♪ O Daddy mine ♪

♪ I miss you so ♪

[kisses]

I can so make you feel those words.

[doorbell rings]

Oh, hey.

- Hi.

I hope it's not too late.

I know people your age go to bed early.

- Oh, yeah, it's 7:30.

I was just about to clap off the lights.

Come on in.

- So we never talked about what I was

actually going to do at the tavern.

- 'Cause I still don't know, and we just made up.

Have a seat.

- I think the problem is, is that we're just getting

to know each other as sisters.

Maybe it's too much for you to have to deal

with me at the tavern too.

- So what are you saying?

- How about I shadow everyone else first?

That way, when I-- - Sold!

Jackoway was right.

You are smart.

[both chuckling]

- Oh.

Well, that was easy.

- [laughs]

- Okay, well, I should get going.

- Oh.

- Oh, hey, can I ask you a question?

- Sure.

- When do I get paid?

- You're a small business owner.

You don't.

- Oh.

It's just, I need some money to pay for the motel.

It's not much.

- Motel?

Well, why don't you just stay in Gracie's room?

- Really?

- Sure, she's not using it while she's deployed.

And just if you find any weapons,

stash them in the closet.

- Thank you.

Oh, thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Were you hugging?

I heard hugging.

- What are you doing out there?

- She gave me a ride because I didn't know where you lived.

- She could have just told you.

- Then I wouldn't have a reason to come over here.

Come on.

Think, silly.

Oh, hey, you know what would be so fun?

What if the three of us lived here?

We could be the new "Golden Girls,"

except Izzy and I are young.

Yeah.

- Oh, my gosh.

It's past 7:30.

What am I, a teenager?

Night-night, ladies.

[claps twice]