Chanelle, I know you're a big-city lawyer,
and I'm just a humble country doctor
genetically crossed with a pumpkin,
but I've got something big to say,
and I need to say it in the grandest possible way.
Oh, Gourdon...
...I do not object!
Ah, that was the best Country Pumpkin movie yet.
The trailer said this movie would give us "pumpkin" to talk about,
- and they did not oversell! - I know, right?
That was the exact embodiment of what love should be.
Just like you and Ollie.
Is it? You know, the nature of your relationship
- has never been entirely clear. - Well, okay.
So we haven't technically defined the relationship yet.
But that changes tonight! At our bi-weekly
banana split get-together at Sam's Diner.
Sam has agreed to reserve the middle northwest booth,
situated at a 45-degree angle under the moon,
which, because of the time of year
and its current subtle gibbous
will highlight Ollie's swoopy bangs
and my great smile, ding,
for a perfect moment for me to ask Ollie
- if he officially wants to be boyfriend and girlfriend! - Wait, that's it?
No offense, but this is about solidifying, Molly.
It should be a grand gesture.
But I don't have the time, or, frankly,
the agricultural skills to grow a whole field of corn
into a specific message!
But you do have a best friend
who dabbles in the art of romantic overtures.
I certainly do, thank you, Libby, and that's why I'm here.
I'm gonna have Libby be my assistant.
- We'll help you out with this. - Aw, you guys!
Ooh, this is gonna be the best!
Scratch! Trade you some ectoplasm for this sandwich?
Sold American. Not even gonna ask questions.
What? I can't concoct a romantic scheme on an empty stomach!
- June! Got that ectoplasm. - Thanks, Darryl.
I now know ghosts are not a threat,
but I want to understand them better.
For instance, what is ectoplasm?
I'll run some tests to see how it reacts to different stimuli.
Slam dunk!
Uh...
Whoa!
"My heart dost yearn..." Agh!
Please, you can't just read it off the page.
Be off-book! Show Ollie how he dost make your heart yearn...
- Okay. - Or, you know,
maybe try something people have done in this century.
Like a top-40 upbeat pop jam!
Oh! Ollie's on his way.
Or maybe he's being chased by a giant clock that's trying to hug him.
Guess we'll never really know, will we?
Don't worry, Molly. I have a plan.
I'll be feeding you beautiful lines of poetry.
- Just say what I say. - Okay.
- Hey, Molly! - Hi! Heh.
I saw your basketball, clock, and smiley cat emojis,
- and I knew to meet you here. - How did he get that?
- Why don't they just use words? - Shh! Now, Molly,
repeat after me. Hark! Why, thou hast eyes...
Hark!
Thou hast eyes that twinkle like, uh, endless stars.
"Hark"? Oh, is this your poem for English class?
I haven't even started mine yet.
She's losing him. I'm going in!
- No, don't! - No, don't!
Uh... don't write your poem,
until you've heard the rest of mine,
which I will have for you in just one moment!
♪ Ooh, boy ♪
♪ Ooh, boy You make my heart jump ♪
♪ Jump for joy ♪
Yeah, so, um...
good start! Your rhyme scheme seems a little off,
but I like where you're headed! Gotta go start mine! Bye!
Molly, you gotta put some showmanship into it!
Look, watch me. Five, six, seven...
♪ Ooh, boy... ♪
Is it a ghost?
No, a ghost has to come from something alive,
and this is... ...a little cutie!
The data supports your hypothesis.
He is a little cutie!
Uh, what are you supposed to do with babies?
Feed them?
What does this thing even eat?
Electricity?
Whoa, slow down, dude.
Dude, slow down!
All right, Junior, that's enough.
Back inside, please.
I do not like this attitude, young man!
Wow, I sound like my parents.
What have I become?
Okay, I see it now.
This is way better than poetry or a song.
Yep. What we have here
is truly a grand gesture.
They're coming! Hiding places!
Wow, beautiful day, huh?
Right? Pretty romantic, huh?
Oh, yeah, it is.
This can't go wrong.
Hey, unless you keep up with that knock-knock!
Shoo! Scram! Get out of here, bird!
Can't you see we're trying to create a romantic moment here?
Ow! Ow! Oh, hey!
Ooh! Oh, this is aggressive!
Ollie...
there's something I've been wanting to tell you.
Molly, you can tell me anything.
Hair swoop.
Anyway, sorry. Heh. Back on track.
Um, Ollie, what I want to say to you is...
Oh, my corn, do I love trees!
Ha! Look at these trees over here and over there!
Wow, they're so big and green and leafy!
Okay, why am I certain
- that's your fault? - Birds are jerks!
Well, thanks for showing me all those... trees?
Yep, you're very welcome! Catch you... later.
♪ When your insides Feel like spaghetti ♪
- ♪ Your palms are sweaty ♪ - ♪ You're having indigestion ♪
♪ Or it means you're ready ♪
♪ To finally reveal How you feel ♪
- ♪ And you gotta go big ♪ - ♪ So big ♪
♪ You gotta go, like Above and beyond ♪
♪ You can quote from A note that you wrote ♪
♪ As you float in a boat In a pond, oops ♪
♪ You gotta go big Like a picnic With 17 courses ♪
- ♪ Candles and A string quartet ♪ - ♪ And five white horses ♪
- ♪ A mariachi band ♪ - ♪ And a fleet Of hot-air balloons ♪
- ♪ A skywriting plane ♪ - ♪ Or a sky-diving plane ♪
♪ We're going big, so big ♪
- Fly! - No, this is insane!
♪ Or we could Recreate a rom-com ♪
♪ And just have you Stand in the rain ♪
Isn't this romantic?
♪ Big, so big ♪
Oh, no! My worst fear!
♪ So big ♪
Being caught off-guard by a flash mob!
♪ So big, so big ♪
♪ Epically... ♪
♪ Stupidly... ♪
♪ Big ♪
♪ We're going big ♪
Wait, did they leave?
Oh, you can have the banana.
I love the banana. Uh, you can have the cherry.
We're so good at splitting banana splits.
Oof, this is not going well!
- Not grand enough? - Not grand enough!
Hey, Molly, are you okay?
No, Ollie, I'm not.
I've been trying to tell you something all day...
Like I said, you can tell me anything.
Unless, it's that you don't like me anymore.
Oh, no! It all makes sense now. The wretched poetry.
- Wretched? - Dragging me through the park. The flash mob.
Rip the bandage, Molly. Put me out of my misery.
- I can take it! - No, it's definitely not that! It's...
What I've been trying to tell you... is...
There's a giant energy-sucking monster behind you!
Uh, is that a metaphor?
Okay, I think this is too grand.
Just so we're clear, this isn't my fault!
We accidentally created a new life-form,
and he's in a bit of a rebellious phase.
Oh, he is so grounded!
Ooh, once he's done with time-out, can he call me Aunt Molls?
I'm gonna be a fun aunt who lets him stay up late,
eat cake for breakfast, and watch stuff his parents would never let him watch!
- Molly, not the time. - Yes, understood. Fair.
He's gonna blow!
I really, really don't understand ectoplasm.
Understanding is a journey, not a destination.
Mysteries of the human heart are amaranthine and vast,
but you have shown me what it means to be cared for,
and I shall cherish that forever.
Go forth, friends. Declare your love for one another.
It need not be grandiose,
for the truest love lives in everyday moments.
Now, I must ascend to higher celestial planes.
Farewell forever.
Don't forget to call!
And come home for Thanksgiving!
That was...
So true!
Ollie, I really like you, and I want to officially be boyfriend and girlfriend.
Uh, you know, that is, if you want to...
I definitely do! I wanted to ask you,
but I wasn't sure how.
You deserve such a big grand gesture,
- like... - ...Gourdon did for Chanelle
in Country Pumpkin 4: Harvest of the Heart!
- Ha-ha! Yes! - Yes!
The Mmm-ollie lives!
I love a happy ending.
♪ The Ghost and Molly McGee ♪