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[bell dings] - Order up!

Are you doing inventory?

- No, I'm writing in my diary

about how much I love canned goods.

- Don't you think it might be better to do kitchen inventory

after the lunch rush?

- No, I'm a moron.

Of course I do, but after lunch,

I gotta meet the upholsterer about redoing the booths.

- How about after that?

- Ordering new glassware.

- After that? - Liquor license renewal.

- After that?

- I don't have my list in front of me,

but right now I'm gonna have to add to it

slapping you upside the head.

- Hey, you know what I was thinking about earlier?

I was thinking maybe the tavern should start

doing Fish Fry Monday again.

- Fish Fry Monday?

Oh, my gosh.

We haven't done that since before Daddy got sick.

- People loved it.

- Heck, I loved it.

You got that catfish skin so crispy,

I had to keep myself from eating everything

you guys pulled out of the lake.

- Well, maybe we should do it again.

What do you think?

- Bobbie, a guy's here to measure the booths

for new fabric, and the fabric swatches he's carrying?

Dear merciful God.

- Now?

He wasn't supposed to be here till 2:30,

not in the middle of lunch.

- He said he's really busy and needs to do it now.

- Busy? He's busy?

He wouldn't know the backside of busy

if it was wearing plaid pants.

- ♪ 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 ♪

- I really learned a ton during my week

in the kitchen with Emmett.

Now I was hoping you could teach me about bartending.

- Oh, okay.

So you wanna learn what life is like behind the sticks, huh?

- Oh, boy.

- Behind the-- - The sticks.

You know, back here in high ball heaven,

doing the ballet on the bar mats.

- Yes, yes.

I want to learn how to live life in liquor land.

- Don't say that.

That's called alcoholism.

By the way, you're not an alcoholic, are you?

- No, absolutely not.

- Okay, good, 'cause there's nothing worse

than putting a rat in charge of the hen house,

if you catch my drift.

- I--I do not.

- No one ever does.

- Okay, Isabella, I am in.

I will teach you all the secrets

I have amassed in my long career as a cocktologist.

It's gonna be hard.

I'm not gonna go easy on you

just because we are best friends.

Or because, you know, you own half the tavern.

- Agreed.

I'm a novice and you're my mentor.

- Wow.

I've never been a mentor before.

I like this feeling.

- Gabby, can I get two IPAs and a chardonnay?

- Roger that.

Okay, now, Isabella, his order probably sounded like gibberish

to you, but what he's asking for

are two IPAs and a chardonnay.

- Jeez, I hope this gets easier.

- It never does.

- All right, here's the invoice from the upholsterer.

Please pay him so he can buy a watch.

- Or perhaps, given his upholstery choices, glasses.

- Hey, guys, let me ask you something.

Has anybody ever asked about Fish Fry Monday?

- Oh, definitely.

- All the time.

- What's Fish Fry Monday?

- Oh, Happy and Emmett used to go out to Emmett's

fishing shack on Sundays, and on Monday,

Emmett would fry up the catch, and, dang, it was good.

- Well, Emmett was just asking if we should start it back up.

- Emmett, absolutely!

If that's what Bobbie decides.

- Speaking as the tavern accountant and not just

as someone that loved those fish,

Monday used to be one of our best days.

Ever since the fish fry ended, not so much.

- It's sweet that Emmett wants to restart

a tradition he had with Happy.

- [laughs]

Trust me, Emmett wasn't doing it to spend time with Daddy.

Emmett was doing it because he got paid to go fishing.

- Well, that's bull. [bell dings]

[knock at door]

- Come in.

- Finished the kitchen inventory for you.

Sorry?

- Thanks, but I'm gonna have to redo this.

I have a very unique inventory system I use.

- Okay, well, I didn't know about that unique system.

I use the one where you just count the cans

and then write down the number.

- That's fine.

Thank you for trying to help.

- You bet.

Hey, have you thought any more about starting up

the fish fry on Monday?

- Yeah. I think it's a wonderful idea.

Consider it approved.

- Great.

One other thing.

That was something Happy and I did together,

and I'm worried it might be difficult for me to do alone.

- [laughs]

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm just having a little trouble with you

being all sentimental-like.

Maybe you ought to take an emotional support cricket

in your bait pail.

- No, what I mean is, it would actually be difficult

'cause that's a lot of fishing for one guy to do by himself.

- Well, take somebody with you. Anybody.

But if it's Steve, you better get that boat

scrubbed clean as a whistle,

then scrub the whistle.

- Steve? Not his thing.

- Well, take anybody else.

Anybody you want. - All right.

Pick you up Sunday at 10:00.

- What? Hey!

No. Whoa, me?

No, no.

I gotta be here. I got tons of things to do.

- Oh, I think those things can wait a day.

- No, no, no. They--like this inventory.

I gotta redo this.

What is that, a three?

An eight?

Is that a snowman?

- I'll pick you up here Sunday at 10:00.

Takoda is gonna cover me in the kitchen.

Everybody else is gonna cover you.

- You know who loves to fish?

- And I found this other bartending video

on muddling fruits and herbs.

It's by the same guy that did the shaking

versus stirring one.

You know, it's really good.

You should watch them.

- Yeah, I probably won't.

Um...

I already know all of that stuff.

And I was supposed to be the one to teach you.

It's dangerous to learn by video.

I thought I learned to juggle by video

until I hit my mom in the face with a billiard ball.

Happy Mother's Day.

- Well, I'm just excited to put some

of what I've learned online into practice

when I fly solo today.

- Yeah, see, about that.

I'm starting to worry that maybe

you might be rushing things by asking

to make drinks too early.

You know, I think there's a lot more

mentoring that I need to do.

- No, no, no, no. Come on.

This has been super easy, and I'm a quick study.

I did four years of college in three years.

- Well, I never went to college, so I did it in none.

But you don't see me going around bragging about it.

You know what? Fine.

But when you're in deep doo-doo, pardon my French,

you may wish that you had spent more time training.

- Well, I hope you have fun fishing.

- Well, I won't.

Okay, so there's my cell number.

- Which I've had for years.

- Yes.

And then there's the plumber's number

in case the toilet does--

- That thing I asked people not to remind me about.

- Yes. - Yeah.

- Yeah, and there's the police department

and the fire department.

- I like how you use different color

highlighters for each number.

- Thank you.

- We'll be fine, Bobbie.

Everybody knows what to do.

And if not, we can always call... FEMA.

- Yes.

- I'm so pumped.

I get to make drinks all by myself today.

- Really? Wow.

When Gabby trained me, she didn't let me run solo

at the bar for almost two weeks.

- Wait, Gabby trained you?

- Yeah, when Daddy first asked me to work here.

You know, Gabby may march to the beat

of a different drummer.

Heck, it might not even be a drum.

But she's a great bartender.

- Well, I've been studying a bunch,

so I'm going to be great too.

- I agree 100%. [laughs]

Keep an eye on her. - Yeah.

You don't worry.

I'm gonna watch her like a hawk.

- Great.

- Like a bartending hawk. - Okay.

- Like a bartending hawk whose annoying baby hawk

is about to leave the nest

because she thinks she can bartend

'cause she's on TikTok.

- Keep an eye on her.

- I'm sure there's no need.

Gabby in a position of power--

what could possibly go wrong?

- Hey, did you get the kitchen all set up?

- Was it you who put that extra fire extinguisher in there?

- Oh, I've been meaning to do that forever.

Pure coincidence.

- Emmett went through all the lunch specials with me,

and he's waiting for you out in the truck.

- Okay, I'm going.

I'm going.

Keep an eye on them.

[humming "Jaws" theme]

[screams]

- Will you knock it off?

- When you said we were going fishing,

you did mean today, right?

I guess you wanted to be ready in case

a thirsty biker gang showed up.

- Or your dad.

- I'm just gonna check on the tavern

and make sure everything's running smoothly,

which I doubt.

- No cell service out here.

- What?

What kind of a person has a fishing shack

with no cell service?

- A person that likes to fish.

The tavern will survive without you for one day, I swear.

This is your chance to relax and enjoy life.

- Oh, yeah.

I'm in a smelly fishing shack with a man

that talks less than an auctioneer on his day off.

Life is good.

- I talk.

I just talk when I got something to say.

- Well, I got something to say.

Let's get out there and go fishing already.

I mean, the sooner we fish, the sooner I can

get back to the tavern and make sure it hasn't burned

to the ground without me.

[thunder rumbling]

- Well, it looks like we're not gonna be going

anywhere for a little bit.

I'm gonna finish these up.

Why don't you try and find some way to entertain yourself?

- So that was two gin and tonics?

- Mm-hmm.

- And would you like me to muddle the limes?

- Would I like you to what?

- Trust me.

You're gonna love it.

All right, I'll be right back.

What now, Gabby?

- What did you forget to do?

- Nothing.

I even said, "Welcome to Happy's,

where the special of the day is always a smile,"

which I hope you enjoyed hearing,

because I'm never saying it again.

- [scoffs]

Okay, first of all, people love that.

And secondly, you didn't check their IDs.

What, was there no video about that?

- [laughs]

Check their IDs?

They are obviously way over legal drinking age.

- I think she's muddled.

Look, for a long time, we have done things

around here a certain way, and that is for a reason.

- Well, maybe that reason is just that

you've done it that way a long time.

- Oh, okay, and you've come up with a better way in a week

by watching some doofus on a phone?

- You keep making fun of these videos, but they're great.

Hey, in fact, while I've watched them,

I've taken some notes for you.

- Notes?

Mm-hmm. - That's right.

I'll send them to you. What's your email?

- OK, it's Gabby-- no, uppercase G--

at kiss-Gabby's-ass-dot-org.

- Okay, I'm done with this. I have drinks to make.

- Can we all step over there and have a conversation

at a respectable distance from one another?

- Fine.

- Fun.

[thunder rumbling]

- I was just checking to see if the rain

made the cell service better.

I heard that's a thing.

- Just like watching him all over again.

- Him who?

- Happy.

First time I brought him out here,

all he wanted to do was leave.

- He's a wise, wise man, my daddy.

- Once he relaxed a little bit, though,

it became, like, his favorite thing to do.

Same for me.

I'll tell you, there's nothing better, though,

than spending the day fishing with your best friend.

- Yeah, I used to think that, too,

about you and Daddy being best friends.

- You used to? What does that mean?

- Never mind.

Oh, what the heck.

I've had a few beers.

How come you didn't go to Daddy's--

"your best friend's"--memorial?

[thunder rumbling]

Sounds like he wants to know too.

'Cause we were all there.

Me, Gabby, Steve, Takoda, all the regular customers.

But not you.

- Where is this coming from all of the sudden?

- It's not all of the sudden.

I've been wanting to know this ever since that day.

But I figured I'd wait until we're stuck together

in an outhouse to ask.

So why'd you miss his memorial?

- I didn't. - Horse feathers.

I looked everywhere for your big ol' melon head, Emmett,

and you were nowhere to be found.

- That's because I was here.

This is where I had my memorial service for Happy.

I put on his favorite Willie Nelson tape,

helped myself to one of the 200 beers he's got in here...

Sat in this chair across from his chair,

where he sat all the time...

And I thought about my friend.

How much I miss him.

- I guess you do talk when you've got something to say.

[upbeat music]

- She's been hovering over me since we opened.

It's like I'm being stalked by a gum-chewing drone.

- First of all...

I'm not chewing gum.

And secondly, you were the one who

asked me to teach you everything I know

about the world of cocktology.

- Mixology.

- Yes, I did.

But I meant stuff I need to know,

not checking IDs of people way older than me.

- Okay, do you know why I would ask them for their IDs?

Because it's flattering and it makes them

feel good about themselves,

and people who feel good tip bigger.

- Okay, that makes sense, I guess.

- May I interject?

I think the two things underlying this conflict

are, first, a power unbalance.

- Uh, I think you mean power imbalance.

- No, I mean unbalance.

Gabby got a little power, and it made her unbalanced.

And you just now correcting me, that's the second thing.

You think you're better than everyone else.

- That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard.

Okay, maybe.

But it seems like you got extra critical

after I tried to give you those notes.

- Isabella, I don't think how it feels to have done something

for a really long time and then have

somebody who has never done it

tell you that you're doing it wrong.

- Well, that was not my intention, so I'm innocent.

- Excellent apology.

10 out of 10.

- You know what? You co-own the tavern,

so I guess you can do things any way you want.

So, Mr. Sulu, you have the conn.

- What?

- It's from "Star Trek," the really old TV "Star Trek."

- Finally. [whistles]

Hey, honey.

Give me a beer, will you?

- My name is Isabella, not honey.

- Sorry, I meant it as a compliment.

- It isn't.

- Whoa, feisty.

- Look, I'm busy.

What kind of beer do you want? - [chuckles]

- Hold on. I got a question.

Is it Isabella or Isa-bella?

'Cause I want to make sure I get it right.

- Hey.

I've got a question.

Is it imbecile or imbe-"sigh"-le?

I just wanna make sure I get it right.

- We were--we were just messing around.

Can I just get a beer?

- Well, can you get a beer?

I don't know.

Can imbecile get a beer?

- No, he can't.

- Oh, uh-oh.

I guess you can't get a beer.

But here's what you can get.

You can get your mangy butt off that bar stool

and get the hell out of my bar!

Yeah.

Buh-bye now.

Bye-bye.

- That was awesome.

- Honestly, that's my favorite part of the job.

Maybe I should make a video about it.

- No.

Can we just forget about the videos?

Okay, you were right.

That's not the right way to master the art of cocktology.

I want the real deal back here behind the sticks with me.

- Well, if you're asking me to resume my mentorship,

it would be my pleasure.

- Yes.

Oh, and from now on, you will be the one giving the notes.

- Hey, how about those gin and tonics?

- Cool your jets, Grandma!

- Come on. Just a little bit more.

Let the line out a little bit. - Oh, would you stop it?

I know how to fish.

- Come on. - Get up here!

- And now!

[laughter]

Ooh, yeah!

All right.

- Gut them, throw them back, or drink them?

- Drink them. Next round's on me.

- Oh, my gosh.

Is this the kind of shenanigans

you and Daddy used to do up here?

- Oh, yeah.

- Well, I'm really, really glad you convinced him to do this.

- I had to. He needed it.

He was at the tavern all the time.

He didn't think that place could get along without him.

Sound familiar?

- If your point is I'm like my daddy,

I'll take that as a compliment.

- It is.

You're just like him.

Full of life.

But to be full of life, you need to have one,

and Happy could do that,

because he had someone at the tavern that he could rely on.

You.

- Hmm.

Do you think that's why he brought Isabella into my life?

Did he set all that up when he got sick

'cause he knew he wasn't gonna be around?

- Maybe.

He's a wise, wise man. - Mm.

Well, you know, I wouldn't mind having

a little more free time in my life.

Maybe I even start fishing.

[laughs]

Hells bells, we didn't get any fish!

What are we gonna do about Fish Fry Monday?

- Hell, relax.

Happy and I never caught many fish out here.

We'd just buy 'em from my buddy's store

on the way back to town.

- Oh, my gosh.

Why don't you play some Willie for Daddy?

- ♪ Miracles appear in the strangest of places ♪

[Willie Nelson's "Yesterday's Wine" playing]

♪ Fancy meeting you here ♪

♪ ♪

♪ The last time I saw you was just out of Houston ♪

♪ ♪

♪ Sit down, let me buy you a beer ♪

- Bobbie called.

She said that they got quite a haul out there,

so we're all set up for fish fry tomorrow.

- She must be in some mood after spending the whole day

fishing in the rain.

- I would have thought so, but she kept giggling.

- It's the rain. It's cleansing.

When it washes you clean, you know.

- That's beautiful. Is that Native American wisdom?

- No.

It's Stevie Nicks.

- So what do you call this mystery shot

that you say you invented?

- How about we call it The Mentor?

- Oh.

I like that.

both: Cheers.