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[upbeat music]

- Emmett's still not here yet?

- No.

- Hi.

- Oh. It's just you.

- OK.

I can go back out and come inside,

and you can throw stuff at me.

- She's waiting on Emmett to do kitchen prep.

- But he's late.

Just yesterday, he was saying how rude that is.

- No, I don't remember him saying that.

- 'Cause you weren't here yet.

- Good morning.

- Aw, wah-wah. It's only Steve.

- And let me remind you, today is payroll day.

- Steve, marry me!

- Good morning, my brother.

- Ah-ah.

- Emmett's late.

Hey, do you want me to growl at people until he gets here?

- He's not that late.

And I'm sure he's got a perfectly good reason.

- And maybe that reason calls him Big Daddy.

- What are you talking about?

- Last night, this woman kept complimenting him

on his tater tots, which, let's be honest,

are tater tots.

- Oh, yeah, yeah.

That hottie with the long black hair and the glasses?

Yeah, they were still chatting when I left,

close enough that he was fogging up her specs.

- That close, huh? - Mm-hmm.

- I bet she had some interesting hobbies.

- Right.

'Cause guys always go for the girls with the hobbies.

- I'm a girl dad.

I don't judge women based on their looks.

- [scoffs] Oh, really?

Because the waters at her table were always full.

But over on this side, it was the Sahara.

- I can look.

- Give Takoda a break.

And I'm sure Emmett was just being polite.

- Polite in the streets, naughty in the sheets.

- [laughs] Can you smell what Emmett is cooking?

- OK. All right. Cut it out.

You guys get back to work,

and keep out of Emmett's private life.

- Yeah, everyone, we really should.

Sounds like Emmett's privates are busy.

- Oh, yeah, they're getting busy in private.

Oh, hey. Hey, Big Daddy.

- Oh, you like that? Do you like my bandanna?

- Oh, I do. Do you wear it all the time?

- It's full of grease and-- - Oh, show me--

- Oh, no, stop. - Oh, that's too much!

- ♪ 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 ♪

- So two people came in late today, huh?

- Yeah, and I'm the one who gets the reputation.

Yeah, that's fair.

- You worked four times last week,

and you were late four times.

- So why don't people congratulate me

on being consistent?

- Well, I was late today because my therapist

thinks I'm finally ready to try exposure therapy.

- I dated a guy who was really into that.

- Mm.

- I'm guessing this is different.

- It's when he breaks his OCD patterns

to prove to himself that nothing terrible will happen.

- Yep, totally different.

- Why do you know that, Takoda?

- When my friends have an issue,

I google it so I can be helpful.

- Oh.

- Well, I help by asking intrusive questions like,

why does your brain work like that?

Is it because of your weirdly shaped head?

- My head is fine.

- Eh.

- Let me try to explain.

Do you remember that kids' rhyme,

"Step on a crack, break your mother's back"?

- Oh, boy, do I.

I stepped on every crack I could find.

Nothing!

- Well, my brain knows those two things

have nothing to do with each other,

but there's a tiny part in my head

that is certain they do.

And that tiny part screams all day!

- Like an actual voice?

What? Google didn't cover this.

- Morning.

- Oh, well, well, well, look who moseyed in.

The tardy kettle that called the pot rude.

- What? - Nothing.

No, that was right. Yeah.

- [chuckling]

- What's so funny?

- Nothing.

I was just thinking about Emmett dating.

- Why is that funny?

I mean, he's a good-looking guy,

got a great job, great sense of hu--

He knows how to cook.

- So he does date?

- Yeah, right. [laughs]

Course, I don't know that for sure.

Maybe he does, and he just doesn't want to tell me.

Ha. Sounds just like him.

- [sighs] Sorry I'm late.

- Oh, I'm sure you have a good excuse.

- Not really.

- None? None at all?

- None that I want to tell you about.

- None you want to tell me about?

[scoffs] Sounds just like you.

- We weren't trying to pry, Emmett.

We were just curious.

- Yeah, curious.

What's the big secret?

I mean, did you have a flat tire?

Did you pull somebody from a burning building?

Did you sleep over with a buddy?

- Bobbie, Bobbie!

I think the steak is flat enough.

- OK. Well, get me a thick one.

- You want me to take over?

- No, I want you to tell me why you were late.

- I'm not sure that's necessary.

I've already said I'm sorry.

- Oh, and you think an apology

just makes everything better?

- That's my understanding of what an apology does, yes.

- OK, you just keep playing your little games.

That's fine with me.

- OK, maybe we should stop smashing the steak.

- OK, I can chop the vegetables.

Where's the cleaver?

- Oh, my God. - Look, look. Soup.

All right, you should stir the soup

with a spoon with blunt edges.

- Are you seriously not gonna tell me why you're late?

Because the more you don't tell me,

the more I want to know.

- Bobbie, I don't think you're legally allowed

to ask an employee about their personal life.

- There you go. How about that?

Thank you, Isabella. - Mm-hmm.

- Yes, thanks.

That was so helpful.

- Those last three were for you.

♪ ♪

- Are you mad at me?

- Hmm.

Why would I be mad at you?

After all, you're the one that brought up some stupid law

that nobody's ever heard of.

- OK, I think-- I think those are paid.

And can we talk without you pounding on something?

- Yeah, sure, we can talk,

as long as it's not against the law.

- It's just, you seem pretty upset

about Emmett being late, and I'm wondering why.

- Well, you're so smart.

Why don't you tell me why?

- Is it possible that maybe you have feelings for him?

- [laughs]

Me, have feelings for Emmett?

Oh!

That's funny.

I'm gonna go tell everybody what you said.

I'm not gonna tell anybody, and you're not either.

♪ ♪

[upbeat music]

♪ ♪

- What are you doing?

- Upping my exposure game.

For the last seven years, I have sat down

in that stool over there.

But today I'm ready to change.

So if you need me, I'll be over here.

- Oh.

- You are a brave man, my friend.

- OK, here goes.

- This party is private, Carl, OK?

We getting close to liftoff, champ?

- Yeah.

I'm doing it. I'm doing it right now.

- Oh, God, for crying out loud.

OK, excuse me. Listen.

Listen to me, Steve, OK?

If you back out now, everybody is gonna know, OK?

And they're gonna give you that look, you know?

Like, poor Steve.

- Why would you say that?

- I'm trying to help him.

When I was afraid to learn to swim,

it was a push from my mom that got me to do it.

- Well, I think that's cruel.

- Well, so did the skipper on the boat,

but he drove away anyway.

- OK, will you stop pushing me?

- It's OK, brother.

You go ahead and take your own time.

- No, I wanna do this.

I really do.

But that tiny voice in my head keeps yelling

that there will be consequences.

- Look, I realize that the universe is controlled

by a barstool choice in a small tavern in Knoxville, Tennessee.

But personally, I am willing to risk the future of our planet

to get you to sit down!

- I will!

I did it. - Yeah, you sure did.

Look at that.

And listen.

The sky isn't falling.

[metal bowl clatters]

- Emmett, you OK?

- What's going on? - Bobbie!

- Get up! Get up!

- What's going on?

- I don't think Emmett's feeling well.

- I'm fine.

- Yeah, I'm fine too.

The only difference is, Takoda's not calling

people in here to check on me.

- Well, I just need to sit down.

The pain will go away like it did this morning.

- This morning?

Dang it, Emmett, why didn't you tell me

you were having heart pain?

- It's not my heart. The pain's in my torso.

And the more we talk about it,

the more it becomes a pain in my ass.

- This isn't funny.

What happened?

Did you do anything unusual?

- I don't know. I was in bed.

And if something happened unusual there,

would you really wanna know?

[groans] - OK. Keep an eye on him.

- Emmett, you OK?

- I would be if everybody

would just leave me the hell alone.

- He seems normal.

It's a good sign.

- OK, I got you a place to sit

where nobody here will bother you.

- Thank you.

- It's in an ambulance, and it'll be here in two minutes.

- Seriously? Oof.

- Here we go.

- Oh, Takoda, watch the kitchen.

Yeah, OK, I'll do that.

♪ ♪

- Are you praying?

- I am.

- Bobbie, the doctor's sure the tests will show

there's nothing the matter with Emmett.

- I know, but I was just praying

that maybe a little, bitty, tiny thing

might be wrong with him.

- What? Why?

- Because I called an ambulance.

Even the paramedics were looking at me like I was nuts.

- Mm. Well, you were just being cautious.

- But why? I'm not a cautious person.

I fell off my horse in high school and broke three ribs,

and I still went to the homecoming dance.

- Mm, but this wasn't you it was happening to.

- Well, that's true.

- Yeah, it was--it was one of your employees.

And you are very protective of your employees.

- That's also very true, yeah.

- Yeah, definitely. - Yeah.

- Especially the ones that you might have a little crush on.

- OK, let's not go there again, OK?

- [chuckles]

- Well, all the test results came back normal.

So we're getting his discharge papers ready.

- Great, I bet you're thrilled that I rushed him down here

in an ambulance, aren't you?

- Well, I'm not sure an ambulance

was exactly necessary.

- [chuckles]

Let's just keep that between us, OK?

- So what was wrong with him?

- I can't give you his private medical info,

but I am allowed to point out that... he's old.

- Well, that's a relief--

and rude.

- Rude.

Glad that's over with.

- Yeah.

- Can I help you?

- I'm looking for an Emmett.

- Why are you looking for Emmett?

Did you run out of tater tots?

- Excuse me?

- Yeah, he's not seeing anybody

but friends and family.

- I just wanted to know because I--

- I know, and I'm not gonna tell you,

because you're the reason he's in here in the first place.

So give me these, and get out of here

before I forget I'm a lady and smack you!

- Oh, my God. I just--

- Out of here.

- Was that the woman who was talking to Emmett last night?

- Yeah, dark hair, glasses.

Who else would be sending him flowers?

No one. - [scoffs]

- Although Gabby, Steve, and Takoda

may have had these delivered.

- Oh.

- Oh, yeah. Uh-huh.

I need to tell you something.

And I don't want you to overreact.

I may have feelings for Emmett.

- I knew it! Yes!

[laughs] That's what I was praying for.

[upbeat music]

- I just talked with Bobbie

and then Isabella.

Bobbie thinks Emmett is gonna be OK.

And Isabella thinks the hospital system

could be improved.

Wait, Steve, what are you doing?

- I'm moving back to my chair.

- No!

You can't quit because of Emmett.

I mean, that--that had nothing to do with you.

That was karma...

or cholesterol.

- It's all right. - No.

No, Steve, it is not all right, OK?

I mean, listen, you're not the only one

who has ever had it tough.

What would the world be like if everybody just gave up

after the first setback?

- Gabby, this isn't about you.

It's about Steve.

- Fine.

OK, I can--I can see that I am not needed here.

[moans]

- I'm gonna call my therapist.

- To tell him how good you've been doing?

- No, to ask if he's taking new clients.

Gabby could really be the client

that gets him on the map.

- OK, so when you say you have feelings for Emmett,

you mean you like him as in, like--

- As in "pinch me on the playground,

pull my pigtails, carve my name in a tree" kind of like.

- [squeals]

Well, aren't you happy?

This is a good thing.

- No.

Now I know, but I can't tell him.

- Why not?

- Because Emmett's my best friend,

and I can't risk losing that.

- Well, maybe you won't.

You never know.

He could have romantic feelings too.

- You're right.

Maybe I can tell him while he's writing poetry

or during his ballroom dance class.

- I didn't know Emmett does ballroom dan--

- He doesn't!

He's a guy. He works on his truck.

He likes barbecue.

He even says "attaboy" when he farts.

- OK, I get the risk, but the reward

could be a second shot at true love.

And weren't you the one to tell me that true love

is worth taking a risk?

- You just made my prayer list.

♪ ♪

- You know, I'm glad you're back in your spot.

Just seemed weird when you weren't there.

- I know.

And while I'll miss my friends on the other side of the bar,

this is where I belong.

- You were only over there for, like, 10 seconds.

- OK, championship bull riders only last for 8 seconds,

so I'm tougher than them.

- Steve, I thought about what happened today,

and I have something to say.

- What is it?

- I humbly beg for your forgiveness!

- What are you doing?

- An act of penitence like, you know, in "Game of Thrones."

Shame! Shame!

Shame! Oh, sorry.

- Gabby, I'm OK. Really, it's fine.

- No.

You're sweet to say that, but you're not.

You're just another person who asked for my help

only to be cruelly sacrificed in my quest

to purge my own demons.

- I didn't ask for your help.

- You kind of forced it on him.

- And you watched and did nothing.

Could you help me up?

- Marge, can you help her up?

- OK.

Thanks. I got it.

Anyway, I'm really, really sorry.

I pushed you too hard, just like my mom did to me.

And now I can't swim, and you have to sit in that ugly chair

for the rest of your life.

- Wait, you still can't swim?

How come you didn't drown?

- I developed at an early age,

and it turns out, they're buoyant.

Eventually I just bobbed my way to shore.

- Gabby, you have nothing to feel sorry for.

This was a huge victory for me.

- Was it?

- It's a process.

But I'm gonna remember today as a great start,

thanks to you guys.

- Well, you know, if I can use all the negative moments

with my mom and use them to help,

you know, then all the trauma

you went through today was worth it.

- Didn't you just apologize for--

- OK, don't ruin the moment. I mean--

[upbeat music]

- Hey.

Just wanted to come by and see

if you needed help checking out.

- Uh-huh.

You sure you're not trying to sneak a peek at my bare butt?

- [laughs]

Why would I do that?

I've seen your butt before.

I mean I don't have to look at it.

I mean... people have described it to me.

- Are you all right?

- Would you just get your clothes on

so we can go home?

I mean to our respective homes.

- You bet. - [sighs]

Listen, I know you weren't happy with me

dragging you down here.

- No, I wasn't.

- But I wouldn't do that to just anybody.

But I was worried about you.

- I know.

- And I had to do something really quick because I was--

because-- - Because you know me.

- What?

- You know I'm a cranky old guy that would rather keel over

than admit something was wrong with him.

- Cranky, yeah--and stubborn.

You forgot stubborn.

- Listen, I'm--

I'm really sorry that I put you through all this.

- That's OK.

- No. No, it's not OK.

This may be the painkiller talking, but--

- They didn't give you a painkiller.

- Guy in the next bed wasn't paying attention.

Anyway, you know, I don't let a lot of people in

but... pretty much just you.

- Yeah?

- Our friendship means the world to me.

And I would never want to do or say

anything that would risk that.

Ever.

- Yeah.

Neither do I.

- So are we still good?

- Same as always.

Turn around.

- What? - Turn around.

- [sighs]

- Yeah, just like they described it.

- Oh, come on, man. - [laughs]

♪ ♪

We're back. - Oh, yay!

Oh, Emmett.

Emmett, I'm so glad that you are OK.

Look, Steve, I told you. Emmett's OK.

- Are you sure you don't wanna take the rest of the day off?

- As I told them no fewer than 15 times in the car,

yeah, I'm sure.

- But are you, though?

- Anyway.

- Hey, I'm proud of you.

And I promise I am excellent at keeping my mouth shut.

- [chuckles] But are you, though?

- Thank you for covering for me, Takoda.

- Anytime.

- Hey, so what was wrong with you anyway?

- The doctor didn't know.

- I did some research online,

and I think it was indigestion.

- Well, it also said you might be pregnant.

You know, except you got man marbles.

- So I guess it's a medical mystery

that may never get answered.

- Well, I got a mystery for you.

Why the hell are you guys crowding my space?

Out. Out. Adios.

[operatic music blaring over radio]

♪ ♪

[sighs, laughs]

[music stops]

Attaboy.

Takoda, you could be a doctor.

♪ ♪