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♪ And if your train's on time ♪

♪ You can get to work by nine ♪

♪ And start your slaving job
to get your pay ♪

[indistinct chattering]

♪ Look at me
I'm self-employed ♪

♪ I love to work
at nothing all day ♪

♪ And I've been takin' care
of business every day ♪

♪ Takin' care of business
every way ♪

♪ I've been takin' care
of business it's all mine ♪

♪ Takin' care of business ♪♪

- 'Are you Warriors?'
- 'Yes, we are.'

Warriors!

- We are..
- Warriors!

- We are..
- Warriors!

- We are..
- Warriors!

[continues chanting]

[crowd cheering and applauding]

Let's go!

Warriors!

- Bring it in. Come on.
- Now!

Bring it in!
What the hell did I tell you?

Pay attention. Red right, 34.
Send it in the middle..

[man on speaker]
'Now, folks, the biggest game
of the season'

'comes down to one play.'

'Oh, boy, this is a dandy..'

Red right, 34.

- You ready, Moon?
- Let's go.

'Down by four with 14 seconds
left, the most important..'

- Let's go!
- Let's go!

Let's take care
of business, huh?

Alright, ready?

(all)
Break!

(man on speaker)
'Here we go. Buckle up, Irene.'

'The Warriors line up to try
and make one more play.'

'No time-outs left.
The clock is running.'

Hut! Hut! Hut!

[grunts]

(male commentator)
'Touchdown!'

'Bad Moon McShane
has done it again.'

'How sweet the wine.'

'That's Warrior football.'

'No guts, no glory.'

Took you long enough.

I took the scenic route.

[dramatic music]

[melancholic music]

(male commentator on TV)
'First attempt to thirty,
Perano..'

'...looks for his tight end,
he has a..'

(Jeffries)
Al's Bar,
college football paradise.

You played high school ball
with Al?

Yeah, he was the fastest
halfback in Philly in 1967.

Ran the 40 in four three.

[chuckles]
I take it that's good.

The record still stands.

There he is.

- 'What do you say, Lightner?'
- Hi.

[chuckles]
Tombstone!

[laughs]
Good to see you, man.

Tombstone?

The guy played linebacker.

Used to bury halfbacks.

Detective Rush.

I like your place, Al.

So what's up?
You said it was important.

You remember Bad Moon McShane?

(Jeffries)
'Well, hell yeah.
Warrior football star.'

Murdered the night
before the '73 championship.

No one knew until he was
a no-show for the game.

Check this out.

I'm always searching eBay
for Warrior stuff.

Found this..

...tucked inside a program.

(Rush)
'A ticket sign-out sheet.'

The way players got tickets
to family and friends.

Now, I-I know
you only played defense

but, uh, try and keep up.

'Look at the signature.'

McShane signed out tickets
to R. Boreki at 9 a.m.

Day of the game.

But the cops said
he was murdered

10 p.m. the night before.

They thought he ran
into some drunk State fans.

Big rivalry game.
Emotions running high.

Right, except according
to this.

Mike was alive on Saturday.

That's an entire morning
unaccounted for.

(Al)
'His mom..'

She still comes in.

Once a year.

Look at the pictures of him.

Sure would mean a lot to her.

Hell, all of us.

Find the person
who murdered that young man.

[theme music]

[sighs]

Son of a..

Ah, leaky pipes.

Nothing but the best upkeep
for the cold ones.

Yeah, this will look great
in court.

"Michael Bad Moon McShane.

"Came to the U in '70
on a full ride.

Recruited from
Latrobe High School."

Oh, small town kid.

An only child, raised
by his English teacher mom.

Sends her boy out to school.
He never comes home.

'"Body's found near a dumpster'

"between the players' dorm
and the stadium parking lot

near section G-68."

"A group of students
leaving the game found him.

'"Blunt force trauma
to the head'

and weapon never found."

Coroner Inskeep
stated time of death

was 10 p.m. Friday night.

The same numbskull coroner
who mucked up every job

'he touched in the 70s.'

A message taped on Mike's door
Friday night.

"Pez called ."

Pez?
It's a drug dealer nickname?

Or the nickname for R. Boreki.

'The guy he signed out
the tickets to.'

Mike's trading player tickets
for drugs. Deal goes down wrong.

Questioned documents looked
at the sign-out sheet.

It's Mike's signature.

Mmm.

(Valens)
'It's proof he was there
that morning.'

So the call from Pez
was a set-up to meet?

Well, section G-68 was isolated.

'Original report said a lot
of drug deals went down there.'

Well, fullback's a big guy.

Yet no one saw him Friday night
or Saturday morning?

Not his best bud,
Tom The Breeze Bernard.

No one on the team,
campus.

New timeline might jog
some memory.

Go visit the U?

See what the team was doing
the morning Moon was killed.

I'll grab some yearbooks, see
if we can find this R. Boreki.

What do you say?

Tombstone?

I have so many photos
of Mike playing football

but this is my favorite.

(Stillman)
'Oh, Mike liked to read.'

(Mrs. McShane)
'When he was younger, oh, yes.'

'Before the sports took over.'

Well, sounds like
there was a lot more

to Mike than just football.

Mrs. McShane, we're looking
for a friend of his.

R. Boreki.

Mike ever mentioned him?

I'm sorry.

You know, Mike had
so many friends.

That's why
I could never understand

why anybody would want
to harm him.

[knock on door]

Excuse me.

(Vera)
Talked to the stadium
ticket clerk.

Guy never saw McShane.

Well, what about R. Boreki?

Nope, but I did get us
a tailgater.

Guys were camped out
at the parking lot

before the sun's up?

Gotta have a game day permit.

Oh, Rusty Jenkins.
Section G-68.

Guy saw a car hightailing it
out of there around 9:30 a.m.

(Saccardo)
There's no crying allowed
in slinging rock.

- Uh, hi.
- Hey.

- Good to see you.
- Yeah, I mean..

Right.

- Well..
- Well..

Speak English much?

What?

Right.

♪ And everybody jump up ♪

♪ It's electric
all you chicken heads ♪

♪ It's electric
just jump jump ♪♪

Which way to the mud bath?

Warrior football
brings in 45 mil a year.

I'm sure they got one.

Gotta love amateur sports.

(male #1)
'Gentlemen.'

Head Coach Walters.

Detectives Jeffries, Valens.

Not a bad-looking team
you got this year.

Season's still young.

Uh, you were an assistant
when Mike McShane played?

Yes, sir.

I'll tell you what.

Mike was, what Warriors football
was all about.

Together We Stand?

You better believe it.

His death
was a hell of a shock.

Took the program
years to recover.

You know anyone named R. Boreki?

'Maybe he went by Pez?'

Sorry, I don't.
What's up, fellas?

Got new information, says the
kid was alive Saturday morning.

Wondering if you saw him
that day.

I wish I could help out.

All I know is
Mike never showed up

for the mandatory
pre-game breakfast at 9:00.

We hear Tom Bernard
works here.

Breeze?
Should be out on the field.

Jimmy.

[cellphone ringing]

You get these men
whatever they need.

Mi casa es su casa.

Yeah.

[indistinct chattering]

Say, uh, Mike was still alive
Saturday morning?

You're good friends,
teammates.

Figured you'd know
if he was mixed up

in some kind
of trouble.

[chuckles]
No way. No way.

Mike would never do anything
to embarrass

the program,
I'm telling you.

Twenty hours
leading up to the game.

Players must have had
their rituals.

Oh, sure, you know,
some of the guys

hit the bars,
blow off steam.

Mike with you that night?

No, but I didn't think
anything of it.

Why is that?

He'd read in his room.

He'd try to hide it.

But you didn't play
in that same game either.

Something keep you
from the field?

Yeah, I blew my knee out
the week before.

Never played again.

Couple of names coming up.
Uh, Pez, R. Boreki.

- Ever hear of 'em?
- That don't sound familiar.

You think of anyone else
might have had it in for Mike?

Man, Mike was a stand-up guy.

Everybody loved him.

[The Doobie Brothers
singing "China Grove"]

[splashing]

Oh, hey, man.

Thanks, Stace.

Warrior win and cold beer.
Life is good.

Which way
to the Watergate Hotel?

Take that stupid thing off.

Selling these everywhere.

Oh man, that guy's going down.

If the President
of United States says

he didn't do it,
he didn't.

How would you know?

He wouldn't lie
to the whole country, man.

Well, everybody's saying
he's guilty.

Well, I believe him.

People gotta stay loyal.

Like, Together We Stand.

[chuckles]
You're the last boy scout, Moon.

[laughs]
Hey, how about a doob?

I gotta split.

- See you at weights tomorrow?
- Yeah, you'll see me.

I'll be the guy, urgh,
out-benching you.

[chuckles]
In your dreams.

Oh, groove on, baby.

Groove on.

Gotta love the 70s.

Instant replay and the pill.

Two greatest inventions ever.

So, who hosted this party,
someone's parents?

Steve Pratt.

Booster with big bucks.

- They just opened up his house?
- Sure.

He recruited Moon.
Was real close with him.

Same Pratt who paid
for half the new stadium?

Still comes to every game.

Um, thanks, Breeze.

We'll let you get back to it.

Alright.

See you.

I remember two-a-day practices.

Never been in such pain.

Man, if I could go back.

You ever play?

Little bit.

[chuckling]

Heard Mike McShane spent
a lot of time here, Mr. Pratt.

Oh, hosted a few Warrior parties
back in the day.

They get kind of wild?

[chuckles]
It was a different time.

Mike ever come to you
with any problems?

Drugs or money?

Mike was just a fun-loving kid

who believed in God,
country and Warrior football.

You two close?

Both small-town kids
who played big-time ball.

You knew that Mike grew up
without a dad.

Well, come rain or shine,
I took him out

for a good dinner
once a week.

That boy
needed a father figure.

Mr. Pratt, you never answered
my question about drug use.

Mike worked two jobs, and he
still couldn't make ends meet.

[laughter]

♪ Hey kid rock and roll ♪♪

Thanks, honey.

To you, Mike.

Hell of a season so far.

- Thanks, Mr. Pratt.
- Damn it, son.

It's been three years.
Call me Steve.

Sorry, Steve.

[camera clicks]

♪ Jump up and down
in my blue suede shoes ♪

I have never profited,
never profited..

Can you believe this? The way
they're treating the president?

- Hey, Joe.
- Yeah.

- Could you turn that thing off?
- You got it.

You seem a little preoccupied.

Well, Mr. Pratt,
I hate to ask--

Are you low on cash?

- Just till the end of the week.
- Say no more.

Hope it's for a girl.

Textbooks.

Good one.

Now, you remember..

...you can always come to me,
okay?

Warrior football
is about sticking together.

And that ain't bull.

No, sir.

(Rush)
'You think the money
was for drugs?'

Back then,
I would have said no.

Not a kid like Mike.

But now, I've seen it happen
to too many players.

Someone named Pez
out with you that night?

I don't think
I ever heard that name.

[whistles]
Hey!

Careful of the pool.

I've done everything I can
to brainwash that boy

into loving football.

[chuckles]
But he likes soccer.

The things you live
to see, detective.

Well, I haven't been here
since the '04 playoffs.

McNabb lit it up.

[sighs]
Then the Super Bowl happened.

Yeah, how much you lose
on that game?

That's not the point.

- 'Rusty Jenkins?'
- Yeah?

You're the detectives here
about, uh, Bad Moon?

You were parked
at Warrior Stadium that morning?

Yeah, firing up
the old barrel.

You know, you got
to get that pork falling

right off the bone
by game time.

You ain't lived
till you've had my pork.

Sounds delicious.
Now, about that morning?

- You said, you saw a car.
- Yeah, a red one.

He busted out of there
like he robbed a bank.

[car tires screeching]

You get a good look
at the driver?

Nah, it was too far away.

Was the car a two-door?

Yeah, it was like
one of them muscle cars.

Uh, like a stock car
with a white stripe on the side?

Yeah, I think there was.

That's a Plymouth Duster.
It's got to be.

Well, thanks, Rusty.

You should do repo work.

Busted out of here
like a bank robber.

Or a killer fleeing
a crime scene.

Well, missed out
on Rusty's pork.

(Miller)
What are all these files?

Records from the DMV.

November '73.

We're looking
for anything suspicious..

...in a red Plymouth Duster.

[sighs]
You're evil.

(Valens)
'Found your name in the
yearbook, Professor Boreki.'

Mike McShane, a good friend
of yours?

I was his tutor.

So, why did he leave tickets
for you?

Well, one of the supposed perks
of the job.

- Guess I was next in line.
- Big fan, huh?

[chuckles]
No.

Almost un-American, isn't it?

- So why tutor those guys?
- I needed the money.

Students who couldn't throw
an inflated ball

actually had to pay
their own way.

(McShane)
Whitney Fellowship?
What's that?

It's an academic scholarship.
Gonna pay for my grad school.

Free ride, just like me.

What are you gonna study?

You got a "Beowulf" paper
due in two weeks.

I can write that for you
next weekend.

Shouldn't you help me with it?

You read "Beowulf?"

Just started it.

You should stick
to your playbook.

I'll handle the paper, T-Bone.

It's Bad Moon.

You know, you guys sound
like a Ponderosa menu?

T-Bone, Chunk, Rib Eye.

♪ And they put you
on the street ♪

♪ Yeah you go back ♪

You never had a nickname.
That's your problem.

♪ Wheel turning
round and round ♪

Don't worry.
I'll think of one for you.

(female #1)
'Hey, Mike.'

How you doing, Cynthia?

♪ When you know
she's no high climber ♪♪

These players needed guys
like me.

They'd lose their eligibility
if their GPA fell below a 2.0.

Uh, what about the pills
he was taking?

I tutored a lot of players.

They were always jacked up
on something.

- Painkillers or uppers.
- Where did they get the drugs?

They had some quack
supplying the whole team.

Now this, uh, quack doctor,
uh, ever hear his name?

No, I'm sorry, I really
wouldn't know about that.

Name Pez ring any bells?

No. You'd have to ask
someone on the team.

Right, uh..

You were just a...tutor.

Uh, if you think
of anything else..

...professor, let me know.

(Mrs. McShane)
I don't understand.

Mike was never sick
a day in his life.

Your son never mentioned
taking any pills?

Pills for what?

Maybe to help recover
from a game?

- Injury or pain?
- No.

The-the team was
on a vitamin program.

A vitamin program?

Yeah.
Mike never liked it.

He always hated needles from
the time he was a little boy.

These vitamin shots, do you know
who gave them to your son?

No, he just told me
the whole team took them.

You wouldn't believe
all the trainers

and doctors they have now.

I used to have
to tape my own ankles.

What was the doctor's name
you saw back in the day?

Uh, you mean the team doctor?

No, the other one, uh..

'...the guy off campus,
the local guy.'

- Had a crazy nickname.
- Pez?

What about him?

Hooked you up with painkillers,
cortisone, right?

Whatever it took to get
the body back on the field.

What about vitamin shots?

Vitamin shots?

What are you talking about?

Do you remember
the doc's real name?

What's he got to do..

...with Bad Moon's murder?

I don't know. We'll see.

Long time ago, Will.

Come on, Al,
you kicked up the dust

on this case,
brought it to me.

Where you going with this?

Thinking steroids.

Back then?
I never saw it.

No, the Warriors
ran a clean program.

Then why go under the table
for shots?

'Except to break NCAA rules,
not to mention the law.'

I don't believe it.

'Then tell me
the doctor's name.'

If you're right..

'...and this gets out..'

...the whole program,
even now..

...people will get hurt.

Screw the Warriors program, Al.

A kid got murdered.

'We gotta see this through.'

Just give me a name.

(Valens)
'Nice digs you got here,
Dr. Lason.'

'I understand you did some work'

'with the Warriors
back in the day.'

(Rush)
Former players are
starting to talk.

Your name keeps coming up, Pez.

I run a sports medicine clinic.

I make my money
on player referrals.

Did you have a red Duster
back in the 70s?

No, and I don't think I like
the tone of this conversation.

You called Mike the night
before he was killed.

Wanted to meet.

That just a bad coincidence,
doc?

My attorney's number.

You were involved in a drug ring

where a kid ended up dead.

Now, thanks for your time,
Dr. Lason.

If we have any more questions,
we'll give you a call.

What's up?

Check out Dr. Lason's
golf buddy.

(Valens)
'Son of a bitch.'

Yeah, popular guy, this Pratt.

A big game tomorrow.

Oh, playing Michigan
for the 75th time.

You gotta love
college tradition.

Mmm, tradition
like doping the players?

I don't understand.

Dr. Lason, steroids,
your money.

Understand?

Mike was just like
the rest of the boys.

He would do anything
to play ball.

Including taking steroids?

[chuckles]
Nobody knew the side effects.

Hell, nobody even knew
what they were back then.

Not that you bothered
to find out.

We thought
we were helping him.

It had nothing to do
with Mike's death.

So why was he calling Dr. Lason?

It was about Breeze.

[Breeze retching]

You okay, man?

I'm okay. I'm okay.

'Are you sure?'

Uh, just don't say anything
to coach.

Come on, Breeze.
Something's wrong here.

I'm begging you, Mike.

'Don't tell them, please.'

[panting]

'Don't, don't.'

Mr. Pratt.

What did you do?

My advice was for him
to tell the coach.

Turns out that
Breeze had a bad kidney

which he didn't want
the team to know about.

- A life-threatening condition.
- And when was this?

Couple of days
before Mike died.

Mike must have called Dr. Lason
to take a look at Breeze.

That when the coach
let Breeze go?

Yes.

And Breeze blamed Mike for it.

Well, I sure hope not.

(Valens)
It's not looking good
for the Breezeman.

Being kicked off the team,
lying about Pez.

Hmm, a little 'roid rage.
Bad stuff happens.

Hmm, I'm pulling him
in tomorrow morning.

Thinks he's gonna look
at mug shots.

It's kinda sad.

'These guys
still so stuck in it.'

(Miller)
'The glory days.'

'I keep waiting
for mine to start.'

(Valens)
'I'm outtie.'

Outtie? What are you 16?

Oh, sorry, granny,
I must depart.

I'll see you guys tomorrow.

(Valens)
'Yep.'

Two of whatever
this guy's having.

Detective Rush.

I'd say you were lookin'
smokin' hot but..

...it'd be an inappropriation
to my co-worker.

I wouldn't want that.

Inappropriation a word?

Should be.

I came over
'cause I got a question.

Question away.

You were talking to that addict
on the last job.

How it is
when you start using.

You're free.

You're flyin'.

Sounds like you've been there.

So you're thinkin' what's a guy
in NA doin' in a bar?

That, or you're a better liar
than I am.

Oh, liar?

I consider us storytellers.

You know, like I came over
'cause I got a question.

[chuckles]
That was no story.

There you go again.

You're a tricky guy.

I got you, detective.

[chuckles]

That's what you're having?

Appletini. Problem?

What sorority you pledge in?

[chuckles]
It's good.

Don't knock good.

Hmm, don't knock good.

(Saccardo)
'Check this out.'

Ta-da!

Oh, you got talent. Gotta say.

I could teach ya.

The bar trick?

Yeah, but then you have
to join my sorority.

Are you making
an inappropriation?

Thanks for comin' in.

Sorry.

That smile for me?

The hoagie.

He in there?

Got him waitin'.

- Morning.
- Morning.

(Valens)
'This is Detective Rush.'

Nice to meet you.

Said you might have a suspect.

Yeah, you.

Let's count the lies.
Pez, steroid use.

How they booted you off
the team.

- I miss anything?
- Oh, yeah.

The one where he had nothing
to do with Mike's death.

I didn't. I swear.

They didn't just kick you
off the team.

They took away your scholarship.

(Valens)
'Now you didn't keep up
your grades'

so they sent you packing.

And it was all Mike's fault.

Your best friend betrayed you.

No way he did that.
He stood up for me.

The thing with Mike is that
he thought with his heart.

Told the truth,
and that can get you

into trouble with some people.

Hey, hold on.

Taking away my scholarship too.

Together We Stand, my ass.

I'm sorry, Breeze.

- I didn't mean to--
- It's not your fault, man.

It's just, just bad luck.

- 'There you are.'
- Not now.

I'm trying to save your ass
from flunking.

Your "Beowulf" paper
was due this morning.

I turned it in.

You were supposed
to give it to me.

You know,
it's half your grade.

You get an F, I'm the one
who takes the heat.

I got a team meeting.

The same team who just took away
the halfback scholarship?

'He gets sick, all of a sudden,
they got a problem'

'with his GPA?'

That's a mistake I'm gonna fix.

I'll get Breeze back
on the team.

A mistake?
Come on, Mad Dog.

Those 'roids
are clouding your head.

I'm not on steroids,
you little maggot.

So you become a Warrior,
and suddenly

you're benching 400 pounds?

You don't know what
you're talking about.

No, it's simple, Mike.

You pass, you play.

Team wins,
school makes money.

Everybody's happy.

That's how it works.

You're a dollar bill to them.

You're the one
getting paid here.

And if I flunk,
you're done.

I'm a dollar bill to you.

Don't worry about me.
I got a life after college.

Wonder what would happen
to your stupid fellowship

if they knew you cheated
for football players.

That kid was pissed off.

Are you saying the nerd bashed
the fullback's head in?

Doesn't take much
to sneak up on somebody.

That takes a coward,
right, Breeze?

And it is about you.

Moon took away
your football career.

I was in the emergency room
all day that Saturday.

The doctors were trying
to save my kidney.

The same kidney made worse

by the steroids they fed you.

Yeah.

The way they treated you..

How could you work there?

It's the only thing I got.

I tell you what.

In that backfield with Moon..

[chuckles]
Still the best days of my life.

Quit shoving me, man.
I got rights.

Can it or I tighten
the bracelets.

Who's she?

Detective Rush.
She's cool.

Well, then get these damn things
off me, man.

That glorious stench?

Chanel dumpster No. 5.

That's alight, captain says
you're gonna remember

what it's like
to stink real soon.

You going someplace,
Saccardo?

Joint operation with the feds
coming down.

Just waiting to hear.

Oh, send me a postcard.

[woman yelling]

Uh, yeah, no, I'm not kidding.

Uh, it's about the hit-and-run
report you filed 30 years ago.

Yeah, a red Duster hit your car
near the university

around 10:00 a.m.

Yeah.

Uh, did you get a look
at the driver?

Uh, it says in the report the,
the Duster that hit your car

had no plates.

Uh, dealer plates
or no plates?

Um, my assistant wants to know

if they were, uh, dealer plates.

Yeah.

Thanks, pal.

Dealer plates.

Suspect was fleeing the scene
in a brand-spanking-new car.

Let's find us a Duster.

Um-hmm.

So how did you afford
grad school with no loans?

Well, what does this have to do
with Mike McShane?

Mike was gonna tell
those fancy scholarship guys

that you were a cheat.

You knew after Mike left
the tickets

he'd take the shortcut
back to the dorm.

- 'You wait for him, professor?'
- If you think--

We think..

...you saw Mike again.

Bashed the guy's head in.

Alright, I was mad at him.

[sighs]

Maybe it was my fault.

- Your fault?
- If I just hadn't..

I don't know,
shined the light..

...maybe he'd be alive.

[The Allman Brothers
singing "Blue Sky"]

I just met with a doctor
in town.

He said I had signs
of liver damage.

Side effect of steroids.

♪ Walk along the river ♪

I can't believe
they did this to me.

♪ Sweet lullaby ♪

To all of us.

♪ They don't worry
'bout where.. ♪♪

I should have listened to you..

...about a lot of things.

I don't know anything.

I stopped by your English
prof's office.

Just graded
your "Beowulf" paper.

How bad was it?

Got a B plus

all on your own.

No way.

Maybe I should
have listened to you.

Now don't get all sappy on me,
you little twerp.

- You still gonna play tomorrow?
- Why?

Just figured maybe
you weren't gonna be

playing for those idiots
anymore.

Fall football.

Chill in the air

pads crackin',
fans screamin'

going so hard
you think you might die

but then you don't.

They can't take that away.

"Let him who may win glory
before death, for that is best."

"At last
for the departed warrior."

[chuckles]

You really did read it.

I'll leave you tickets
for the game.

Hey.

I thought of a nickname for you.

I was gonna go with Bones

'but then it hit me.'

Wiglaf.

Thanks, Bad Moon.

(Stillman)
'Wiglaf.'

That's from "Beowulf."

Yeah, the only warrior
who stood by Beowulf at the end.

Helped him slay the dragon.

- Mike's way of saying thanks.
- I guess so.

Did Mike tell you
what he was gonna do?

Uh, he said he was gonna talk
to Coach Walters about Breeze.

Thought he never had
the chance, but now, uh..

You think,
Mike stood up to Walters.

It would have been the first,
that's for sure.

You got a lot
to answer for, coach.

Treating those players
like disposable meat.

They were treated like kings.

[chuckles]
'Oh, yeah?'

'Breeze too?'

Breeze got sick.

Because of your steroid program.

'Mike ever come to you
to talk about it?'

Yeah, he came to me.
Friday night.

Not Saturday morning.

That's convenient for you.

I was with the coaching staff
all Saturday morning.

Then about 70,000 witnesses
saw me on the sidelines.

Why don't you call one?

You like that, don't you?

'Fans cheering.'

'All that glory
on Saturdays.'

Bet you'd do anything
to keep it.

- Anything to shut Mike up.
- I didn't kill Mike.

Then what did you say to him?

Not a hell of a lot.

But with Breeze off the team,
he loses his scholarship.

If he can't keep his grades up--

But that was never a problem
when he was starting, was it?

He's given everything
to the team.

I mean, Together We Stand,
right, coach?

Finished?

I-I just think
that we need to--

Get the hell out of my office.

You don't give a rat's ass
about us, do you?

Now watch yourself, boy.

Walk away before you lose
your own damn scholarship.

You'd do that, wouldn't you?

Just put your pads on tomorrow

and be a Warrior.

I will never put on
a Warrior jersey again

you son of a bitch.

(Jeffries)
'And you let that stand?'

He would have played.

'They always do.'

Besides..

...not my job
to mollycoddle players.

Now, that's what
the boosters are for, right?

Take 'em to dinner,
slip the players cash.

'Handle a mess like Mike.'

Your point?

Steve Pratt did the dirty work.

You called him, right?

[chuckles]

After all these years,
still beholden to Steve Pratt.

[chuckles]

You needed your new stadium,
right?

This used to be a game, coach.

You ever miss that?

(Vera)
'George.'

You folks being helped?

Steve Pratt sent us.

[chuckles]
Why didn't you say so?

You affiliated with the program?

Class of '92.

'Looking for a Duster.'

They stopped making those
in the 70s.

We used to sell a ton of 'em.

Well, Steve said he test-drove
one once. That true?

Sure, the players loved them.

Tell us more.

(Valens)
'Looked you up in some old
Warrior programs, Steve.'

Can't seem
to find your game stats.

Well, I was on the team.

We went to the Orange Bowl.

But you never played.
Does that even count?

It counts.

Well, you've been pretending
you're somebody else

for a long time 'cause
you were nothing like Bad Moon.

(Valens)
'Well, you're..'

'...warming the bench.'

Together we...sit.

You two, I don't know what
the hell you're talking about.

Mike was like a son to you.

Must have stung when he said
he was leaving the team.

- He was his own man.
- You try and talk to him?

I mean, he must have
come to you if it was..

...just a talking-to
that we can understand.

I had a chat with your buddy

at the Dodge Dealership
over in Roxborough.

He lent you a red Duster
the morning Mike was killed.

Same one you returned
after the hit-and-run.

You know, there's gotta
be some mistake.

No mistake.

Got a tailgater who ID'd you

driving away
from the crime scene at 9:30.

Well, I can go get
our witness right now

and put you through a line-up,
lie detector.

Up to you.

You took him for a drive
just to talk, right?

To work it out.

You always had a way
with those kids, didn't you?

Just went for a drive
to talk.

You were the father
he never had.

Always tried
to be there for him.

Well, you gave everything
to Mike.

You rescued him
from his small town.

Yeah, you threw parties.

You took him
to fancy restaurants.

You made that kid.

I treated him like a son.

(Valens)
And how does Mike thank you?

Stirring up trouble.

Going behind your back.

The coach calls you to fix it.

'That's your job.
To take care of it.'

When Mike starts talking,
you lose everything.

And the games, the parties.

A son.

I tried.

I tried to tell him
not to do it.

Not to do what, Steve?

(Rush)
'Tell us what happened, Steve.'

Tell us so you don't have
to live with this anymore.

God help me.

[engines revving]

[sighs]
Well..

'I was gonna wait
till after the game, but..'

[laughs]
That's all yours, son.

You deserve it.

Imagine driving through campus
in this baby.

Pretty blonde riding shotgun.

You think this is about a car?

- What, Mike?
- Don't you get it?

You-you're ruining the game
I love.

You're thinking too much, Mike.

You don't want me to think,
you pump us

full of steroids
without telling us.

- Those things help you.
- Uh, it's cheating.

It isn't right.

Look, I came here to play ball
and get a degree.

Well, guess what? You don't
play, you don't get a degree.

- 'Okay? So buck up.'
- Now, my grades are good.

I can get a scholarship
anywhere in the country.

Mike, come on, okay?

Nobody's talking about you
leaving here.

I'm not staying
unless Breeze does.

- Unless certain things change.
- Oh, my God.

What the hell
is wrong with you?

Do you have any idea
how lucky you are?

How stupid you're being
right now?

I trusted you.

You know, I-I actually..

I was wrong.

Oh, what, about me?
Is that what you're saying?

I discovered you, okay?

I made you everything you are.

You'd still be pumping gas
back in Latrobe.

- That's not true.
- 'You've eaten at my table.'

You never said no to a freebie,
did ya?

- Fifty here, fifty there.
- That was for books.

You think this is easy?

Everything I do for you?
For all my boys?

- Your boys?
- Yeah.

Your boys think you're a joke.

- What did you say?
- You're a benchwarmer.

You're trying to relive glory
you never had in the--

- You shut your mouth.
- No.

If you're what
being a Warrior is..

...forget it.

[dramatic music]

[metal clanking]

[thud]

[gasping]

[melancholic music]

[engine starting]

[tires screeching]

♪ Your everlasting summer
you can see it fading fast ♪

♪ So you grab
a piece of something ♪

♪ That you think is gonna last ♪

♪ But you wouldn't even
know a diamond ♪

♪ If you held it in your hand ♪

♪ The things you think are
precious I can't understand ♪

♪ Are you reelin'
in the years? ♪

♪ Stowin' away the time? ♪

♪ Are you gatherin' up
the tears? ♪

♪ Have you had enough of mine? ♪

♪ Are you reelin'
in the years? ♪

♪ Stowin' away the time? ♪

♪ Are you gatherin' up
the tears? ♪

♪ Have you had enough of mine? ♪

♪ You've been telling me
you're a genius ♪

♪ Since you were 17 ♪

♪ In all the time
I've known you ♪

♪ I still don't know
what you mean ♪

♪ The weekend at the college ♪

♪ Didn't turn out
like you planned ♪

♪ The things that pass for
knowledge I can't understand ♪

♪ Are you reelin'
in the years? ♪

♪ Stowin' away the time? ♪

♪ Are you gatherin' up
the tears? ♪

♪ Have you had enough of mine? ♪

♪ Are you reelin'
in the years? ♪

♪ Stowin' away the time? ♪

♪ Are you gatherin' up
the tears? ♪

♪ Have you
had enough of mine? ♪♪

(Rush)
Stay tuned for scenes
from our next episode.

[theme music]