Happy's Place (2024) s03e03 Episode Script

1
Now, you're all probably
asking yourselves,
how does Gabby get those glasses
to spin at the same time?
How and also why?
Because, Steve, every bartender
needs a signature move.
And I have figured out a way
to pour and stir three drinks
at once using centrifugal force.
Which, according to a
video I watched, isn't a myth.
It might work. It might not.
Either way, we get a little show.
Now, I'm still
workshopping a name for it,
the New Spinsation,
the Revolving Pour
The Glass-tastrophe.
Sorry, Gabby.
Love the enthusiasm, just
not anything you do with it.
Yeah. You know what?
You know what? You're right.
Spinning glassware,
probably a dumb idea.
I guess I was due for one.
Well, I'm glad you stopped that
so I can stay the fun boss.
Well, I had to. The last time
I let her go full Gabby,
I had to stop her with a full Nelson.
Just
You know, now wasn't
the best time to work
on a new signature move anyway.
My mom is coming to discuss
decorating ideas for our house,
and I have to prepare.
- Crystals?
- Yeah, yeah.
See, my ideas are mostly vibe-based,
but that's because
I'm living with a woman
who's got bad vibes
wafting off her like Pig-Pen
from "Charlie Brown."
Hello all.
I see you brought your special rocks.
They are healing crystals, Mom.
Well, of course they are,
and that's why they're
used in hospitals worldwide.
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 ♪
Some might call this pattern loud.
I call it unapologetic.
You walk into a dining
room with this wallpaper,
and you know the conversation
is going to be just as spicy
as the chicken vindaloo.
Yeah, whatever. OK.
Listen, Mom, I I just want a
few rooms to be a little more
serene, you know?
Put in some earth
tones and natural light,
lots of plants, floor poufs.
If I am to thrive,
I need to live in a home
that reflects my personality,
colorful, bold,
a decorative exclamation point.
Like a scream.
Yes.
Gabby's mom is steamrolling her.
Must be hard knowing you're
the one who suggested they live
together in the first place.
Love you.
I had good intentions.
But sure enough, that
road led them straight to hell.
All right,
well, I am off to go furniture shopping.
Well, I mean, you know, should I
should I come with you?
I'll tell you what.
I will pick out some furniture,
have it delivered to the house.
We'll have a look at it.
And then at some point,
you'll just get used to it.
Sounds like a plan!
[GROANS]
Gabby, why do you let your
mama make all the decisions?
It's your house too.
Is it really your house
if you don't have a key?
OK, wait a minute.
When did you get
into crystals and stuff?
When I realized that her
evil could only be defeated
by another supernatural power.
Well, then you take
your special little rocks
and go talk to your mother.
You know what?
You're right.
- I will.
- Mm-hmm.
So you believe in crystals too?
I do not.
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
Steve, did you email
me those electrical bids
- for the speakeasy?
- Not yet, but I will.
Did Isabella look back when I said that?
What was her reaction?
Tell me everything.
She walked, and then she was gone.
Damn it.
So my therapist says I've been making
great progress with my OCD.
That's great.
But it's never enough with her.
Now she wants me to practice not caring
how people react to me.
Is that why you were rude to Isabella?
Yes to get a reaction and
then react to her reaction
in a mindful way.
Hey, how do you do it?
No matter how people react to
you, you're always so Zen-like.
I am quite mellow.
Well, can you summon
enough energy to tell me?
I close my eyes.
I picture the person that bothered me.
I wish them well,
and then I let them go.
You let them go?
I let them go.
I can't let anything go.
I think too much.
Which is not to say I
think you think too little.
You think just right.
If you're thinking we're
a bowl of porridge,
Goldilocks would You're
letting me go, aren't you?
You're already gone.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Pizza's here.
Gabby?
Hi.
I did what you said.
Talked to my mom.
Stood up for myself.
Some tough words
were said on both sides.
And it was decided that
I should remove myself
from the premises for the night.
Does your mom know you're here?
Who do you think drove me?
[UPBEAT MUSIC]
God, I'm so tired.
Who knew Gabby could snore like that?
I mean, I guess I'm not surprised.
She's loud when she's awake.
I put a pillow over my
face so I couldn't hear her.
Then I thought,
why should the pillow be over my face?
Still, her mom kicked
her out of the house.
I feel bad for her.
I know.
I think I'm gonna talk to Val.
- That's a great idea.
- Yes.
I was thinking someone should,
and I was hoping it wouldn't be me.
Still waiting on that email, Steve.
I'll get to it when I get to it!
OK. Snippy.
Let her go.
Let her go.
She called you snippy.
Boy, she sure had
that locked and loaded.
God.
I know I'm gonna regret this, but,
hey, Steve.
What's up?
I'm practicing not getting overwhelmed
by people's feelings about me.
Well, that's admirable.
- How's it going?
- It's overwhelming.
I don't know how you do it.
You don't give a rat's
ass how you come off.
Thank you.
That's because I live
my life as best I can.
All the rest of that
noise I just shut out.
I can't do that.
Well, sure you can.
When people tick you off,
just imagine you're a castle wall
and all their crap
just bounces right off.
Well, that's easy for you.
You're already so wall-like.
I'm like a tent flap.
Well, you might surprise yourself.
I'll tell you what,
show me your best wall face.
OK. We're gonna work on that.
[GRUNTS]
Hello, dear.
You forgot your fanny
ointment last night.
And I didn't want a rash to
be the reason you felt the need
to come home too early.
Thank you.
And thank you for
announcing fanny ointment
as if from a prison yard loudspeaker.
Uh, Val, can I speak to you?
Well, I'm certain you can,
but do you mean "may I"?
Yep, still want to talk to ya.
Well, what a charming office.
You know, there are
entire books written about
ridding your life of clutter.
But you're just sticking to
your guns, and I say bravo.
Yeah, well, I
I thought we could have just
a quick little chat about Gabby.
Good. Yes, compare notes.
All right, um,
I know that it's a
little tricky with the
mother-daughter relationship.
Oh, full-time job, no pay,
and I'm still waiting for the benefits.
Well, I just thought that you could
go a little easier on Gabby
instead of just shooting
her down all the time.
Well, I'm sorry. I'm confused.
You have a problem
with the way I treat her?
Well, yeah.
Well, you treat her the same way.
What's that now?
I applaud it.
I think we make a very good team.
I keep her in check at home.
You keep her in check at work.
We're the Gabby guardrails.
Oh, no, no, no.
I don't do that.
I mean, sometimes I might
guide her away from certain things,
but that's only because
I don't want her to go
BOTH: Full Gabby.
[BOTH GASP]
You say that phrase too!
[LAUGHS] Oh, this is so much fun.
That doesn't mean anything.
I mean, it's just two
meaningless words that I swear
I'll never, ever say again.
And you shutting down
her little carnival trick
with the spinning glasses, I had to do
the exact same thing when
she decided to fumigate
our house with sage.
Oh!
Bobbie, you and I are simpatico.
I don't want to be simpatico.
Do not fight it.
The connection is too strong.
- Bring it in, sister.
- Oh, no.
Bring it in.
Oh, my gosh.
I have that same top.
Hey.
What are you guys up to?
Oh, just getting ready
for the dinner rush.
I hear that.
Busy, busy, busy.
Yep.
- You OK?
- Me? No, I'm fine.
Fine, yeah.
Just got through talking to Val.
- I'm sorry.
- Tough break.
She said we're alike because
we treat Gabby the same.
[CHUCKLE]
Said we're like Gabby guardrails.
Well, I mean, you both, sort of,
keep an eye on her
making sure she doesn't go,
what do you call it? Full Gabby?
I said that maybe half a dozen times,
and now it's my dang catchphrase?
[GRUNTS]
Hey, Gabby, I've been thinking.
Is this about my rash?
It's like a wildfire and 25% contained.
I've been too quick to shoot
down your bartender move.
It may be the thing this place needs.
You want to show me?
Really?
I mean, now, you know,
in front of customers?
Why not? [LAUGHS]
OK.
You may want to
back up just a little bit.
OK, OK. Uh, wow.
Um, all right.
Ladies and gentlemen,
may I present for the first time ever,
the Gabra Kadabra!
I'm still workshopping the name.
Whoa!
Doo-doo, and doo, and then
[BOTTLE POPS]
[CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
Self-stirred and ready to serve.
Gabby, that was amazing.
I am so sorry I ever doubted you.
Yeah, yeah, I knew it would work.
Oh, God.
So, um, what changed your mind?
Well, I talked to your mom.
And she thinks we
treat you the same way.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
I don't remember you dropping me off
a block from grade school so
you wouldn't be embarrassed.
No, but I do shoot
down a lot of your ideas,
even the ones that work.
Yeah, but it's kind of your job.
You're my boss.
I'm also your friend.
And I never want to do
anything to make you feel
like she makes you feel.
Well, you'd never make me feel bad.
I want you to feel great.
Gabby, you're a rare and special person.
You bring light and laughter
to everyone you meet.
[STAMMERS] OK.
Wow.
Wow, I I feel incredible.
- There you go.
- Yeah, I
I feel like I could even take
down King Kong, you know?
Or even my mother.
[LAUGHS] What are you doing?
Time for me to start doing what I want.
And you know what the first step?
I'm gonna go home, and I'm gonna sage
the heck out of that place.
Gabby, you've got three
more hours on your shift.
Thanks, Bobbie!
He did what?
Steve!
I was trying to do a good thing.
I cannot believe you deliberately
withheld a work email
and were rude to me
as some kind of experiment.
It wasn't an experiment.
I needed someone to
have a negative reaction
- so I could practice not caring.
- Oh.
Well, congratulations.
You just hit the jackpot.
I'm sorry, OK?
It didn't work anyway.
In the end of the day,
I'll always care about
everyone's opinion of me.
No, you don't.
Yes, I do.
I may not look it, but I'm
a highly sensitive person.
[CLEARS THROAT]
What about the saleswoman
who tried to convince
you you were an autumn?
[SCOFFS] Please.
She wouldn't know an autumn
if it threw up leaves all over her.
Or the driver who cut you
off and then flipped you off?
He wasn't a person, he was an animal.
OK, you didn't care
what those people thought about you.
Fine, but I'll always
care about the opinions
of people who I like.
So will I.
So will everyone else
who isn't a sociopath.
What's your point?
I don't think your therapist
meant that you shouldn't care
about anyone's opinion.
Just don't obsess so much
over the opinions of people
you don't care about.
I think I can do that.
I know you can.
Now, send me that email,
or I will fold you up like
a little piece of origami.
I don't care if you do.
I'm kidding.
[DOORBELL RINGS]
Oh, Chinese is here.
Gabby.
Oh, and Val.
Shall I tell them or shall you?
I'll tell them
Gabby's saging started a fire.
What? Is everything OK?
No, no, don't worry. The house is fine.
There was just some smoke damage,
and the firemen thought
that we should give the place
the night to air out.
And they also thought we were sisters.
Oh, my God.
Well, come on in.
Make yourselves at home.
Ah, before you welcome in my daughter,
are you sure those
curtains are fire-retardant?
Come on, Val.
I mean, I know you guys
are shaken up a little bit,
but let's not make Gabby feel
worse than she already does.
No, Bobbie.
It's OK.
I deserve it.
Oh, don't blame yourself entirely, dear.
I think we can scrape some of the blame
onto Bobbie's plate.
Excuse me?
I didn't want Gabby to sage.
Where were the Gabby guardrails?
I distinctly remember
two like-minded women
bonding in a wildly cluttered office.
We didn't bond, and
we're not like-minded.
Oh, you should be flattered
to be compared to me.
If anything, I'm the one
who should be upset.
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, if I'm being honest,
I often find you unrefined and churlish.
Churlish means surly.
I know that.
She says churlishly.
OK, enough.
- Thank you, dear.
- No!
You!
It is one thing when you
make me feel bad about myself,
but you are not gonna
do it to my friends.
After all that speech therapy
and you've still got the spittle.
And you know what?
You don't get to make me
feel bad about myself either.
[SIGHS]
Mommy,
dearest
I am tired of having
to defer to your wishes
all of the time.
You know, you can't
keep shutting me down.
I am trying to keep you alive.
Or did you forget that
we currently smell of sage,
smoke, and a gorgeous fireman's cologne?
[SNIFFS]
Smells like freedom.
[SCOFFS]
And from now on, things are gonna change
between you and me.
Well, what does that mean?
That means that you are not always
gonna get your own way.
[SCOFFS]
I am decorating part of the house
whether you like it or not.
There will be poufs!
Yes!
- You tell her, Gabby.
- Yeah!
Yeah!
Oh, scary shark eyes.
[SIGHS]
Fine.
But not the living room
or the dining room
or the family room or the kitchen.
But perhaps I will let
you make the garage
into your own little island of serenity.
BOTH: The garage?
I got the garage.
Here we go.
Ooh, wish we had popcorn.
Ooh.
So I ended up going with
the palo santo smudge.
Yeah, you know, why pussyfoot around?
Here comes Cruella de Vil
back from the puppy farm
or wherever she goes.
OK, what you didn't see
here was that she startled me,
and the smudge flew into a box of rags,
which why do we have a box of rags?
Fast-forward,
fast-forward, fast-forward.
And here she is pushing
her daughter into the flames
to get her phone charger.
She's either drinking
vodka or goat's blood.
You know, whatever keeps her alive.
Fast-forward, blah, blah, blah.
Fast-forward,
fast-forward, fast-forward.
Here's my mom hitting on the chief.
She made a joke about his fire hose.
Little did he know the real danger
was outside the house.
Gabby, you deserve
a drink for reliving this.
- Amen.
- You know what? We all do.
Poured at the same time.
Ha-ha!
Courtesy of my new move,
the Full Gabby.
- [CHEERS AND APPLAUSE]
- Full Gabby!