Happy's Place (2024) s02e08 Episode Script

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[UPBEAT MUSIC]
Do you think it's strange
that the highest compliment
you can pay a chef is
to pantomime kissing
a duck on the lips and
the duck's head explodes?
I'm gonna need some more coffee.
What are you talking about?
When you asked that gentleman
if he was enjoying his food,
he did this.
Steve, you "quack" me up.
Bonjour, mes amis!
That's French for howdy, y'all.
What's with the box?
For every croissant you
buy at Patsy's Pastries
this week, you get a
raffle ticket for a trip
to France, so voilà!
I bought 20 croissants.
That's just a silly sales tool.
And the odds of you winning?
Pardon my French
big fat zero.
Maybe, but isn't it worth
it to dream of Paris?
Mm. Mm!
- Now I see the duck.
- Thank you.
- Good morning, everyone.
- Morning.
Sorry I'm late.
But, uh, today, I'm
not just late for work.
- Oh, my gosh, are you
- Gabby, are you
I just may be.
Someone please finish a sentence.
I'm pregnant!
[SCREAMS]
Oh, congratulations, Gabby!
I'm going to be Tía Isabella.
That's wonderful, Gabby.
I didn't know you got your
test results back so quick.
Oh, no, those weren't pregnancy tests.
Those were just some tests
to determine my chances
of carrying a child, and
I guess we found out
the answer to that already.
Yeah, but if you didn't
take a pregnancy test,
- how can you be sure?
- Oh, Bobbie, I am sure.
Let's just say that my
body is always on time.
I'm like a Swiss watch,
like a Japanese train,
like a birthday card from my mom
a week after my birthday.
Congratulations, Gabby.
- OCD hug?
- Yes.
Oh, gosh.
I'm just I'm so excited.
I have to pee! Ah!
Don't forget, you're peeing for two.
Ah. This is amazing.
- Yep, yep.
- That's your reaction?
"Yep"?
Well, I think it's just a little early
to be celebrating.
Sometimes Gabby
can be like a young child
holding a big clump of balloons.
You mean happy?
I mean I don't want her
floating off into space.
I lost an uncle that way,
skinny guy, 80th birthday. [WHOOSHES]
[SNAPS]
You know what you need?
A trip to France.
I'm going back to Patsy's
for more croissants!
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 ♪
Hey, uh, is Gabby's skin more radiant?
Because she just asked me if it was.
And, uh, I said yes.
Was that the right answer?
Yes, it was. Well done.
You got off easy.
She tells me, feel my boobs.
They're fuller.
That doesn't sound so bad to me.
- Oh, no!
- What's wrong?
You got to the end of TikTok
and realized you just wasted your life?
The bluegrass band I booked
for tonight just canceled.
It's Tennessee.
Go outside and throw a rock.
You could hit a banjo player.
Oh, my daddy always used to say,
you know the difference
between an onion and a banjo?
What?
Nobody ever cries when
they're chopping up a banjo.
This must have been
what "Hee Haw" was like.
Anyway, I've got a band to find.
OK.
Hey, if you showed up
for live music and instead,
it was a suspiciously
available party princess,
would you be mad?
I'd be confused. What's going on?
Oh, our band for tonight
canceled at the last minute.
You just can't trust musicians.
Rude. My band would never do that.
Wait, you're in a band?
We're called Sunburst,
named after the flower,
not the orange juice.
It's just me and a couple of other dads
from my kids' preschool.
Ah, the cool dads. You guys any good?
Ask Emmett and Steve.
They came to see us play.
They said we were amazing.
Well, that's all I need to hear.
Can you guys play tonight?
Absolutely.
I'll call the guys.
Tonight, we're gonna rock,
assuming we can get sitters.
OK, guys, I need you to
help me pick out a baby name,
and it has to pass the playground test.
What's the playground test?
Well, you can't name your kid anything
that rhymes with something bad.
You name your son
Bart, bullies call him Fart.
Name your daughter
Gabby, bullies call her
Blabby or Crabby
or Jolly Blonde Giant with No Friends.
What's going on?
Talking baby names,
uncovering childhood traumas.
Just a typical Wednesday.
You have any suggestions
for Gabby's little one?
It just shouldn't rhyme with a curse.
Oh, well, I like the
way they used to do it
back in the Middle Ages.
Wait till the kid's
three or four years old
and then give them a name.
Wow, when's the last time
you heard someone say,
"I liked it how they did
it in the Middle Ages"?
- Carry on.
- Well, wait, wait.
Bobbie, don't you want to help?
No, I don't think I'd
pass the rhyme test,
probably 'cause I know
too many cuss words.
- Well, Bobbie
- Huh?
I mean, maybe it's just my hormones
making me extra
sensitive, but I feel like
you're not totally excited for me.
Oh, no, honey, I am excited for you.
But?
I just don't want you to get too excited
because then you'll be disappointed.
You know, Bobbie, that's
not gonna happen, OK?
There is something going on in my body.
Here, feel my boobs.
Just feel 'em.
Thanks, but I have a feeling
they're just gonna be the same
as they were this morning.
Bobbie, look, I have been
not pregnant my whole life,
and I know what that feels like.
This is different.
And, you know, I just want
to enjoy every moment.
And you should. Don't
pay any attention to me.
Well, you're kind of hard to ignore,
when you're doing this
whole Bobbie Bummer thing,
always expecting the worst.
Ooh, I have to pee
again. This is so exciting.
I pee now when I'm excited.
"Bobbie Bummer"?
- I'm not like that, am I?
- You? No.
[LAUGHS AWKWARDLY] Not really.
Not all the time. Not about everything.
Anyway, work, work.
That was pretty weird,
what Gabby said about me, right?
- Definitely.
- Yeah.
- You know the weirdest part?
- What?
Bummer and Bobbie don't even rhyme
but it still works.
I heard you hired Takoda's band
- to play tonight.
- That's right.
You know, I haven't seen him this happy
since that butterfly
landed on his shoulder.
OK, you cannot hire
Sunburst to play here.
Their style is not a
good fit for the tavern.
Why? What type of music do they play?
Folk, rock, country?
Death metal.
[CHUCKLES]
Sunburst is a death metal band?
Emmett and I watched
them play at a biker bar.
They got fired because
they were too loud.
He told me you guys
said they were awesome.
We lied!
Music is subjective, you know?
I hear some people don't like
[WHISPERING] Beyoncé.
Why are you whispering?
I don't want the Hive to hear me.
OK, I sent you a YouTube link
of them playing in his garage.
[CLEARS THROAT] Aw, cute.
Look at them, all
dressed in black and
oh, oh!
That is very loud!
Ah, so much feedback. Is that singing?
- No.
- Oh, when will it stop?
Please, make it stop. Ah!
Not exactly "Halo," huh?
Listen, you cannot
hire them to play here.
His heart will break
when all the customers
run out screaming
just like the bikers did.
Guys, I just got an alert
that Sunburst got
another view on YouTube.
Wow. And how many is that?
15 whole views. Ah!
- Ah!
- [LAUGHS]
Oh, God.
Well, is it me or did my kitchen
just get more beautiful?
Don't you mean gloomier,
darker, more depressing?
All excellent compliments, but no.
I'm gonna take a wild guess here.
You got something on your mind?
It's that baby thing.
Gabby called me Bobbie Bummer.
She said I'm always expecting the worst.
Am I like that?
Well, if you are, you're
expecting me to say yes.
Is that what you're expecting?
Yes.
Then you answered your own question.
What's happened to me?
I'm an optimist.
Daddy always said, I'm either looking
at the bright side or polishing a turd.
Well, that's right.
Then he had to go and
screw it all up by dying.
I appreciate you
trying to lift my spirits.
Look, I brought it up
because when Happy got sick,
you said he wasn't
gonna die, but he did.
What's your point?
It's this.
One reason it hurt so bad was
because you were an optimist.
You weren't expecting the worst.
Oh, and if I had have
been expecting the worst,
it probably wouldn't have hurt so much?
Probably.
So if that's how you're
looking at things now,
- makes sense.
- Well, guess what.
My good friend Gabby is
excited about something,
and I'm gonna be excited
about something too.
Well, you just go ahead and get excited.
Thanks, Emmett. This helped a lot.
Glad to hear it.
Now I'm kind of depressed.
Let me guess, you still haven't broken
- the news to Takoda.
- [SIGHS]
How'd you know?
Seeing his hair that close to
the chili makes me anxious.
This is awful.
If I do fire him or if I don't,
either way, the sweetest man on Earth
gets his feelings hurt.
God, why can't Takoda be a worse person?
May I make a suggestion?
Please.
Lie.
Or maybe you tell him the news.
I would love to help,
but I have a doctor's appointment.
Oh, dang it.
Lying.
OK, OK, I can do this.
OK.
Takoda, I need to talk
to you about Sunburst.
Did I tell you that my mom's
gonna be coming to the show?
No.
She is so excited, and
she never gets a chance
to leave the nursing home.
Where she works?
No, she lives there.
She even wrote "Sunburst"
on her oxygen tank.
Wow!
So what did you want to say?
[WHISPERING] Lie.
Takoda, I'm sorry,
but Sunburst can't play
at Happy's Place tonight.
Oh, no. Why?
Because the stage
can't support a whole band.
Oh, don't be silly.
I rebuilt it last year.
Well, actually, the real reason is
because no budget for a band.
- No budget.
- No problem.
We'll play for free, every
weekend, if you want.
But
Is something going on?
Are you looking to fire us?
What? [LAUGHS]
I mean, that's silly.
Look at you, a talented musician
with a little silly streak.
I'm gonna start calling you "silly."
OK, so we can play.
Yes, silly.
I can't wait to tell my mom.
At her age, it helps to have
things to look forward to.
All right, man.
Wow. That was amazing.
Really?
No, I'm lying!
How are you so bad at this?
What am I gonna do?
Maybe the regulars will like it.
People slow down to watch a train wreck.
You're right. They do.
What are you thinking?
I think I might just
know how to fix this.
Fix it. Yeah!
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
So what exactly are we doing?
Gabby needs help finding
a name for her baby,
so we're throwing her a baby name party,
'cause I'm a fun lady who
likes to throw fun parties.
You know you're fun when
you have to tell everyone.
Oh, hush.
Everybody, put your
babies' names in the tin,
and let's get this party started.
There you go.
If none of these work,
we can always name the kid Folgers.
[LAUGHTER]
What's going on?
OK, is this because I
ate the last croissant?
It was for the baby.
No, we're throwing you
a baby naming party.
Oh, my gosh, I love it.
I've never heard of that.
Exactly.
It's 'cause it's not a thing.
Well, we've got a coffee
tin full of baby names,
so pick one.
Ooh, this is so exciting.
OK.
Terry Bradshaw.
You're welcome.
Emmett, do you really think
I should name my baby Terry Bradshaw?
I'll let his 212 career passing
touchdowns answer that.
- OK, pick another one.
- OK.
I swear, there's a good one in there.
All right.
Um
Astrid.
No last name.
Let her be born knowing
she will be a star.
Aw, Steve.
You really think she's gonna be a star?
Absolutely.
Star quarterback.
Honey, boy or girl, we're gonna love
- this kid to bits and pieces.
- Yeah.
I can't wait to gobble
on its little baby toes.
Your kid can play in my kids' band.
Aw. You know what?
You guys are really great.
Why don't we take a selfie so
we can remember this moment?
All right, I got it.
And I bet someday, we'll be showing it
to little Terry Astrid Bradshaw,
the bass-playing quarterback with
BOTH: Tasty toes.
- [LAUGHS]
- OK, here we go.
- [PHONE RINGS]
- Ooh. All right.
Oh, it's my doctor. I'll be right back.
OK.
Doesn't really matter
what you name a kid.
They're gonna call
you Shortstack anyway,
till you hit a growth spurt
and start pounding 'em.
Did they call you Shortstack
because you were short
or because you were
sweet like syrupy pancakes?
Do you remember the
second half of that story?
Knock it off, you two.
This is Happy's Place.
Everybody, get happy. Come on.
Wow, that's a change in attitude.
- What's gotten into you?
- Emmett.
- Uh
- Emmett's thoughts.
Emmett's thoughts
got into me. That's it.
You're so cute when you're embarrassed.
- I'm proud of you.
- Thank you.
Oh, here she is, star of the party.
What's wrong, honey?
Um, yeah, we don't need
to find a name for the baby.
I'm not pregnant.
[SIGHS]
[SOMBER MUSIC]
- Hey.
- Hi.
[SNIFFING]
You poor thing.
What did the doctor say?
Oh, he said there was
a very simple reason
I wasn't pregnant.
Turns out, I'm infertile.
Oh, honey, I'm so sorry.
I'm such an idiot.
No, you're not. Let me just
- Oh.
- There you go.
Who orders 12 pairs of
maternity pants on final sale?
Well, they'll come in
handy after Christmas.
I just
I just wanted a baby so bad.
I know. I know.
Oh, hey.
Hey.
How's Gabby doing?
As well as can be
expected: Sad, disappointed.
The doctor said she's
not able to get pregnant.
- Oh, man, that's rough.
- Yeah.
So her boobs weren't really, you know
I mean, it was all in her head?
Really? That's your question?
Well, I've never been
in this situation before.
- I don't know what to say.
- Well, not that.
OK.
How are you?
What do you mean?
Well, turns out, Bobbie Bummer
had the right idea after all.
Ha-ha, no, no, I didn't.
I don't think it would
have hurt any less,
knowing this was coming.
Maybe there's just no
good way to handle this.
Well, I guess all we can
do is hope for the best,
prepare for the worst, and
leave the rest up to God.
Well, look at you,
talking all deep and stuff.
My granny had that on a quote pillow.
[LAUGHS]
Hey, should I go in and talk to her?
Nah.
I think she wants to
be alone for a while.
I don't think she's
ready to talk about it.
Well, aren't you done with your shift?
What are you doing hanging around here?
For when she is.
[LIGHT MUSIC]
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
Wow, impressive crowd.
And I mean numbers,
not sense of fashion.
Didn't think he'd have a crowd.
He wasn't going to, till I reached out
to his 15 subscribers on YouTube.
Two of them were Russian bots,
but the other ones were actual fans
who love a good train wreck.
Nice work, Isabella. You did it.
I always like to
support local musicians.
- Have you got any earplugs?
- Yes, I do.
We'd like to dedicate
this first song to Isabella
- for giving us a shot.
- Sunburst. Ah!
And to my mom for coming out.
Not so close to the
oxygen tank there, Mom.
One, two, three, four!
[HEAVY METAL MUSIC PLAYING]
They sound just as good as I remember!
The good thing is,
their pyrotechnics guy
couldn't find a babysitter.
Disconnect, reconnect ♪
I'm insane, I'm alive ♪