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What do you wanna talk about, Tim?

The fact that you're sleeping

with your paralyzed best friend's girlfriend?

Tatom, get over here!

If we gonna win, we gonna play my way.

(announcer) Oh, and it's picked off!

Get outta my sight, son! You are done!

You are done here!

Some questions have arisen about about Ray Tatom's eligibility.

If he is deemed ineligible,

Ray Tatom won't be playing football here anymore.

And Dillon will be stripped of last night's victory.

(reporter on TV) I'm here tonight at the Texas High School

Athletic Administration District meeting.

If it is found that district regulations were violated,

Ray Tatom will no longer be allowed to participate

in any varsity athletics.

More importantly, last week's Dillon Panther win

over the Arnett Mead Tigers

would be ruled a loss.

Can we change the channel?

(man on TV) ...to see how this turns out for the Panthers...

I don't get what the big deal is.

Kaster, she's just asking you to turn your volume down.

It's not just me playing loud.

We're all doing it.

No, see, actually, she did single out the bass player.

Hey, Saracen!

Get over here, man.

I'll be right back.

(Landry) I'll count the seconds.

(Smash) Hey, I want you to meet some people here.

This is Tiff.

Look, I'm telling, Tiff. This man right here is golden.

You better get him now before somebody beats you to it.

Hey, that's not-- That's a joke.

He's totally crossed over, man.

Would you calm down?

No, man. Look at him.

Like the entire world revolves around them.

Don't they know they're gonna end up menial laborers

one day anyway?

Virgin territory.

(Matt) Smash, no. See, now that's--

I'm trying to help you out, man.

What you doing here, Voodoo?

Just getting a burger and fries, man.

You got a problem with that?

Yeah, I got a problem with that.

We all got a problem with that.

Why don't you find another restaurant, man?

Why don't you go on back cross that river?

What'd you say to me?

I said you should take your wetback ass

right on across the river.

(Dolia) It's not worth it.

(Smash) Just chill, just chill. Don't even listen.

Don't even listen to him.

All right, just chill.

Everybody needs to just chill out.

(Riggins) Last thing you need right now is to mix up with us, man.

Trust me.

Food sucks here anyway.

Move.

(Smash) Take your bodyguards with you.

My man Rig. Making the peace.

(reporter on TV) We're live with Channel 8 Action Update.

We are here at the Texas High School

Athletic Administration District meeting

where board member Lance Jennings is about to announce

the board's decision about Dillon quarterback

Ray "Voodoo" Tatom's eligibility.

(Jennings) I would like to thank everyone

for their patience in this matter,

but I feel we need more time for deliberations.

Therefore, we will not be issuing a final ruling

until some time later in the week.

[groaning]

Hey, we're heading out. You need a ride?

Uh, yeah. Just gimme one minute, okay?

Get over yourself, man.

It's just a stupid football game.

In the large scheme of things,

do you think anyone's gonna give a crap?

(Landry) Kaster, please, just go wait--

Am I right about that?

(Landry) Just go wait outside, all right?

That's fine. Is this your buddy?

Is he being serious right now?

(Saracen) He's joking. He's making jokes.

I mean, I like Kaster okay and everything.

But seriously, he's gotta learn

that he can't just talk to people like that.

I know. I said that I'll talk to him.

What a dumb-ass thing to say, man.

Look, I'm sorry, man.

Sorry?

Look, man, I'm sorry, all right?

You don't look sorry.

What's your problem, man?

Dumb football players, huh?

Man, chill. Come on.

You know that's not what I meant.

Is that what you heard? Do you mean that?

(Kaster) Get off, man!

(Saracen) Hey, Kaster!

Get off him!

Kaster! Reyes!

(Smash) Man, what the hell you doin'?

What the hell, man?

Let's turn him.

Easy!

(Smash) No, just stay there.

Just stay right there! Oh, my God.

Breathe, man.

[Kaster coughing]

[heartfelt instrumental music]

Blue, 52. Hut!

Bring it back. Hustle up, come on!

Coach, the board didn't come to a decision.

So why am I not getting snaps?

All right, now, hey, coach!

Let's get 'em together. One minute, take a break.

[shouting, whistles blowing]

One minute, bring it back to the 30, let's go.

(Saracen) Hey, Reyes.

Reyes.

What happened? What are you talking about?

Last night with Kaster. I know that kid.

He dissed us. You heard him.

What are you talking about, that stupid thing that he said?

It's done, man. Get over it.

(Taylor) Let's go, gentlemen! Let's go! Let's go!

Coach.

Sorry to interrupt your practice, Coach.

We need Bobby Reyes.

I've got a warrant on him.

What do you need Bobby for?

Assault.

Get him.

(Taylor) Reyes!

Yeah, Coach?

(Taylor) Ron, you don't need to use handcuffs.

Hell, come on. Where's he gonna go?

(policeman) Sorry about your practice.

Let's go. Come on.

(assistant coach) Concentrate on the field. Let that go, come on!

This is your job right here!

Get under it, Saracen. Let's run this.

(player) It'll be all right, Reyes!

Tyra...

you're flunking algebra.

Ms. Kincaid hates me. She does not. Come on.

Yes, she does.

Well, if you fail it with Mrs. Kincaid,

you're gonna have to go do it next semester with Mr. Wendell.

Well, I'm not gonna be here next semester.

Where're you gonna go?

California.

What are you gonna do in California

without a high school education?

I'm taking my GED.

Listen, I know. I was just like you.

I was the pretty girl in school. I was terrible at math.

I got myself through it.

I don't wanna be you, Mrs. Taylor.

[laughs]

I don't wanna stay here.

Stuck in this small town...

in a job like this...

married to a coach.

Tyra, it's your choice.

If you wanna go off and take the GED, fine.

But you better bring me proof that you did it.

Otherwise, you're taking algebra

with Mr. Wendell next semester.

Fine.

Ugh!

Mrs. Taylor.

Yes, ma'am.

I'm Kurt Kaster's mother.

Oh, come on in. Come on in.

I'm so sorry to hear about what happened with your son.

Have a seat.

I was told to see you about

getting his homework sent over to him at the hospital.

Yes, we've already arranged that his daily assignments

are gonna be taken over there every afternoon.

And then everything else that we need to do academically

will be taken care of. I appreciate that.

Absolutely.

And just--if there's anything else that I can do...

I raised my boy right, Mrs. Taylor.

He's a good boy.

Yes, he is. He doesn't get

into fights.

A few days from now, that Reyes boy is gonna be

back on the football team like nothing ever happened.

But I don't need to tell you this, do I ?

You're the coach's wife.

You know how all this works.

Well, no, I don't actually.

Thank you for helping about the homework.

You tellin' me the truth straight up?

(Smash) That's it. They just talked.

Y'all are telling me everything you saw?

That's it.

You have any idea how difficult it is

with these recruitment accusations

flying around right now?

Now I gotta deal with Reyes and this Kaster kid situation.

It's just as much your fault as it is his.

From now on, when you're out,

you hear something, you see something,

you're gonna stop it.

As leaders of this team, that is gonna be your job.

Are we clear?

Yes, sir.

Good. That's all I got to say.

You ever get an answer back on that request we put in

for extra time in the weight room?

Not yet.

Jason's making world-class progress.

I'll make sure and get you an answer on that.

(Lyla) Thanks.

What's so funny?

You know what they call you around here?

What?

"Advocado."

I don't get it.

It's like advocate and avocado.

I don't find that very amusing.

[Street laughing]

It is funny. Come on, think about it.

They pumping you with nitrous or something?

What is going on with you?

I don't know.

What are you doing?

Come here.

Jason, we can't do this. Yeah, we can.

We're in a public place.

I knew it.

I knew it! What?

We have a visitor.

Oh, my--

[laughing]

Lyla, I gotta tell you. I am horny as hell right now.

Jason! What?

I have never heard you talk like this in my life.

That's just naughty. Naughty.

You are one of a kind, you know that?

(nurse) Hey, Lyla.

(Street) Hi, Francine.

Is it possible that we could have

about 40 minutes of privacy?

No, Jason. We don't need it.

Can I talk to him for a second, Lyla?

Yeah, sure. I'll just be outside.

You wanna make sure you don't get any dirt

up in this carburetor.

Mess your engine up something fierce.

Looks like we got company.

What's up?

Tim, we have to stop this.

Look at me, Tim.

Please.

Jason is getting out of there soon.

He's changing.

He's getting back to his old self.

So you're done with me?

Tim, don't. Don't what?

Don't react like that.

You knew this had to end.

Look, I take

full responsibility for everything that's happened.

It's all my fault.

Sounds like it was the biggest mistake of your life, Lyla.

I feel like I have to make a choice here, Tim,

before things get more messed up than they already are.

I care about you, Tim. I do.

I just...

I can't live with myself anymore.

Bye, Lyla.

So you're telling me I can't have sex?

No, I said it isn't

medically safe to ejaculate.

You see, that's funny

'cause I always kinda put the two together.

Jason, look.

Semen can backflow into your bladder

and it can cause a whole bunch of things,

especially a severe urinary tract infection.

You know, I like you a lot, Francine, but...

you really know how to break a guy's heart.

I'll check on you later, okay?

Mrs. Kaster came and talked to me today.

I don't...oh, yeah. How's the boy doing?

Well, he's not doing very well.

You know, Reyes really did a number on him. I know.

Listen, he's a good kid. He just gets a little hot under the collar.

A little hot under the collar?

I mean, he put him in a hospital, bad.

I understand that.

I guess I'm just a little curious about what you think--

You know, what you're going to do about that whole situation.

What do you mean, what am I gonna do about it?

Well, I mean, I think you're in a position

where you might be able to--

Wait, let me ask a question. Who am I talking to right now?

Am I talking to the guidance counselor,

or am I talking to my wife?

Oh, come on. I'm serious.

What do you mean, I'm either speaking to you

as a guidance counselor, as your wife.

Sometimes I don't really know.

It doesn't make a difference how I'm speaking to you.

Sometimes it does make-- There's something that I--

I'm just curious about how you're-- ...involved in the situation.

This is a very serious situation.

Hey, honey. How are you today?

Hey, guys. (Taylor) You all good?

Gooood. You have a good day at school?

Yeah, a blast. Here, I got you something.

I got you an apple.

Oh. Gee whiz.

Apple of your daddy's eye.

[upbeat rock music]

*

[knocking]

Yeah?

Hey, it's me.

Hi.

Thanks.

Come on in.

I just, you know,

wanted to stop by to let you know

that Bart Oliver asked me out.

Bart? Mm-hmm.

He's a defensive end.

Yeah, I know who who he is.

Well, you know, I just wanted to give you a heads-up

before anyone else ends up in the hospital

like that Kaster kid.

Don't flatter yourself, Tyra.

You know, I'm trying to be the mature one here.

Douche bag.

That's classy.

[phone ringing]

Have a good day.

You're such a jerk, Tim. You know that?

Hello?

I need you to come down here, Timmy.

J?

There's something I gotta talk to you about.

Where? The rehab center?

Where do you think?

Come on. Just get down here, all right?

Well, I'm glad you called me in on this, Eric.

It's the right thing to do.

I want to make sure this kid gets a fair shake.

He's a good kid.

And the last thing this team needs

is having our star defensive player

sitting over here in the jail.

Oh, and another thing.

We may have to go back in again in front of

the Athletic Administration.

What?

Well, evidently, when they interviewed

Voodoo's family, somebody mentioned

the "academic council" we had with Voodoo.

That's what you call that? Academic council?

Yeah. The meeting we had.

Damn, Buddy.

What?

When did all this take place?

Look, he has to have 30 days of established residence

before he even puts a uniform on.

Damn, Buddy. The meeting

took place in July.

The meeting took place two weeks ago.

Hey, don't worry about it, okay? Oh, don't worry about it.

Every single team

in the district did exactly

the same thing that we did.

Don't ask me to lie.

I'm not gonna ask you to lie.

Let's just solve this crisis right now, okay?

One crisis at a time.

Let's take care of Reyes,

and then we'll do the other deal later.

Made a mistake, Coach.

I don't know what to do. I'm scared.

Yeah, well, it sounds like you made a mistake.

Why don't you tell me exactly what happened?

We're at the sandwich shop.

Just there, you know, hanging out.

We, uh--we were watching the hearing on TV.

I guess I was a little pissed.

Then Voodoo comes in...

comes right in, like nothing even happened.

All right, that's all great.

How'd the Kaster kid get involved?

When that guy came on TV

and said that they were coming up with a decision,

you know, we all got upset.

Then that Kaster kid comes in and he starts mouthing off

about football players

and talking smack about the team.

You know that no matter

what anyone says to you,

that doesn't give you the right

to cause physical harm to them, don't you?

You understand that?

Yeah, Coach.

Then why would you

be so stupid, son?

Then I...

[sniffling]

Kaster kid called me a wetback.

(Buddy) Well, that's not right.

I mean, that's just racist is what that is.

He said I should go back to Mexico.

I'm not even from Mexico, Coach.

Anyway, I went outside afterwards

and asked him to apologize for what he said.

He didn't want to apologize.

So he goes up and he tries to hit me.

So we started fighting, Coach.

He's trying to fight me. I fight back.

It just set me off so bad.

I've been trying to control my temper.

You know I have, Coach.

You're telling me the truth?

Yes, sir.

You look me right in the eye.

You tell me you're telling me the truth.

Coach, I'm telling you the truth.

Six.

Took you long enough to get here, man.

My truck ain't runnin'.

We're putting in this four-barrel carb.

I hitched a ride, man. Sorry.

I'm guessing you know what this is about.

I do?

Yeah, of course you do.

You wanna call yourself my best friend

and you haven't shown up but once

since I've been in here.

Six weeks, man. Six weeks.

Let me go ahead and recap my life for you

over the last couple of weeks, huh?

My day starts out with me laying down on this bed.

Well, pretty much the whole day takes place with me laying down

on this bed on my sorry quadriplegic ass.

Every day, people come in here and poke and prod at me

like I'm a piece of meat.

Go ahead and stick a catheter in me

in places you don't even want to know about.

My big adventure of the day is going to the commode.

'Cause I gotta go the same time every day

so I can teach my body how to crap on cue.

Impressive, huh?

And then Lyla comes running in.

[laughing] I wanna know

if she's as chipper out there as she is in here.

'Cause I'll tell you what-- I love that girl...

I do. I love her more than life itself.

But I'll tell you what. If she tells me how great

everything's gonna be when I finally get out of here

one more time, I'm gonna lose it.

Point is this, Timmy.

While I'm in here dealing with all this, by myself,

and my best friend's out there

putting a four-barrel carb in his damn truck.

Is that what's important right now?

Answer me this, Timmy...

What happened to Texas forever?

Huh?

What happened to livin' large?

What happened to that eternal bond

that you used to love to throw around when I was still healthy

and headed towards the NFL, huh?

I need you here, Tim.

I need you here.

I expect...

I expect you here.

You are my best friend.

Grace period's over.

It's embarrassing for me to admit, but...

before things got physical,

Kurt Kaster called me and my family racist names.

Said I was a...

A dirty wetback jock who should go back over the border

with my dirty wetback mom.

I realize that-- that what I did was wrong.

And that I should have responded in a more mature way.

I've been released on bail, but the Kaster family

is still pressing charges against me.

I just wanted everyone to hear the truth.

You know, directly from me.

Thank you.

I'm not buying his story. I'm not buying that.

What do you mean you're not buying it?

Kurt Kaster is a straight-A student.

He's on the student mentoring program.

And I talked to his mother.

I just-- I just--

I don't feel that he would've said those things.

Look, people-- they say stupid things.

They're--they're teenagers.

She just knew in her heart that he didn't do it.

I believed her.

Look, I've known Reyes for a long time.

I've coached him for a long time.

Did you know that-- He's not the kind of kid

he's got a record? That's gonna go and do something like that.

Did you know that he's been arrested twice?

Two burglaries, and one of them, he resisted arrest.

Well, he is a little bit--

He's had a tough upbringing.

That's not what we're talking about.

I'm not saying it was the right thing for him to do--

beat the hell out of this kid.

But he was obviously provoked.

I would like for you

to really look at all sides of this thing.

Of course I've looked at all sides of it, honey.

I'm just telling ya I looked that kid right in the eye.

He's telling the truth.

All right?

I can tell.

(Smash) Hey, who you taking to homecoming?

(Bradley) Man, you should take

that, uh, rally girl, Drew.

(Saracen) Uh, no, I got--I got someone else in mind, so--.

(Bradley) Aw, man, quit stalling!

Come on.

Hey, I bet your granny still cut an ill two-step.

[laughter]

Hey, Matt. Hey.

Can I talk to you for a second?

Hey, what's up? What's up?

What's going on?

Reyes lied.

Look, man, you weren't outside, okay?

Neither of us were.

We don't know that for sure.

Well, I mean, we've known Kaster since the seventh grade.

I mean, he's not a racist.

He's never said one racist thing.

Voodoo's the one who said all that stuff.

Yeah, but it's over now, okay? It's done.

It's--It's not over. I mean, you-- you can do something.

What am I supposed to do?

You wanna make a statement? Call a press conference?

I mean, you're the starting quarterback, aren't you?

Wait, I'm not-- I'm not Peyton Manning.

I can't call a press conference.

I've played three high school football games.

I haven't even started all of them.

[grunting]

(nurse) If we need to stop at 12 we can.

I can do 15.

Okay.

(Tim) J. Street.

Hey, uh, Kristen? Yeah?

Could we, uh...

Could we get just a couple minutes?

Sure.

Can you spot him so he can't--doesn't fall forward?

Yes, ma'am. He just got his brace off.

Put one hand right there.

There you go.

And you do it slow.

There you go.

Thank you.

Brace off today.

How nice. Congrats.

What say you and me get out of here later?

Yeah, great idea.

Where do you think we're gonna go?

I got some ideas.

Tell you what, anywhere but here, man.

It smells.

It smells like a hospital, man.

I hate hospitals.

All right, genius, when-- when are we doing this?

I'm thinking tonight.

Let's do it.

I'm not lying.

Hey--

You wanna coach big time high school football?

'Cause that's what every single one of these coaches does.

This is part of the deal.

You wanna coach,

you better get ready for this.

This is just the way it is,

and I don't like it any more than you do.

So get it together.

Let's go in there and get this done.

[chatter]

Gentlemen, thank you for coming.

My God, Taylor.

Forrest frickin' Aiken.

How are you, man? Good to see ya.

Good to see you, Buddy. How's Pam?

(Buddy) She's fine, she's fine. How about yours?

(Aiken) Doin' well. Keeping me in line.

Yes, sir. Listen, have a seat, have a seat.

Yeah. I can't believe it's you.

Hey, Coach, this is my old buddy--

(Forrest) Forrest Aiken.

Hi, how're you doing?

We played football together at UT.

Played defense.

Coach, how you doin'? Uh, just fine.

Everything's going just fine.

You know, Coach, I hate that

you're having to go through all this.

And I'm sure you'd rather

be spending time with your boys right now.

I know you got a big game this Friday night.

Yes, a big one coming up. That's for sure.

Well, I've looked through this and, uh,

let's cut through all the hoopla.

Oh. Yeah, let's--

Let's settle this matter.

That sounds good to me.

I feel real comfortable with it.

I've looked over it and I feel real good about it.

I think everything's gonna be just fine.

That's good.

(woman over P.A.) Attention please.

Assistant Principal Trucks here with a little news update.

The ruling just came down from the Athletic Administration.

Ray Tatom was deemed eligible to play in last week's game.

This means the Panther victory

over Arnett Mead still stands.

Oh, yeah!

[thunderous cheers]

(crowd chanting) State! State! State!

Just reach behind me and lift.

Ready? Yep.

[grunting]

Why don't you save some of that Jell-O

for the other patients, Street?

You kidding me?

You good? I'm in.

I'm in, I'm in.

Just swing my legs around.

Okay, I got you.

What is going on?

Field trip.

Field trip?

Yeah.

Who did you clear this with?

Street. [laughing]

Can I talk to you for a second?

Yes.

Go easy on him, boss.

Tim, what are you doing?

We're going on a little ride.

Going on a little ride?

Yes.

You ready to rock and roll?

Hold on just a second.

Lyla...

Come with us.

No, no. You guys go.

I'll be behind you with the police brigade.

Come here.

Come here.

Let's just for once let the rules go, all right?

I need this. You know I need this.

Come on.

You guys are crazy.

Timmy, let her in.

She's coming along.

[rock music plays]

You know how great this is?

Me, you, Riggs,

open road, fresh air.

No hospitals.

Man, did I need this.

(Tim) And a straw.

(Jason) Don't forget the straw!

Don't forget the straw.

I'm really glad you came, babe.

Me too.

[clears throat] I, uh...

Running a little low on the cash.

What a surprise.

Be right back. Okay.

[laughing]

I don't want this to be awkward.

Well maybe we can start by you not shoving

your tongue down his throat, Lyla.

I can't take all the blame for this.

Oh, and here I thought you were taking responsibility.

Oh, shut up, Tim.

Lyla, look--

It's J's night, all right?

Let's just get through this for him.

(Tim) You ready?

[groaning]

Uh!

You ain't in game shape, are you, Streeter?

How are you supposed to carry your team?

You can't even carry me.

Maybe I should just get rid of the chair

and have you carry me around everywhere.

[laughing]

(Tim) Street!

Here you go. Two burgers, straight up.

Hey, picking up for Taylor.

Sure, one minute.

Thank you.

Hey.

Hey.

So where's the other one?

Ah.

Trouble in paradise.

It's this whole Reyes thing.

You mean the guy who nearly killed the other kid

but nobody's gonna do anything about it

because he plays football?

So I guess that puts you on his side?

No, it...

I just think you should man up and talk to him.

I mean, you two look pretty pathetic without each other.

There you go, hon.

Do you need any utensils?

Uh, no, I'm good. Thanks.

All right, look, I thought about what you said, all right?

And?

And I think, well, you're not really

recognizing my position in all this.

Look--I'm under a lot of pressure.

I'm supposed to lead this team.

They're depending on me.

I just can't make accusations

about my teammates.

You're Matt Saracen.

QB1, right?

Look, can you just cut me some slack?

You're supposed to be my best friend, okay?

Fine, all right?

Reyes--Reyes is a crazy son of a bitch,

but he's key to our defense.

We're relying on him.

He also assaulted one of our friends.

Or do you not have time to think about that

with all the pressures and everything?

Lovers spat?

Look, not now, Reyes, all right?

What's wrong?

Where are you going?

Home.

Did I upset you? Aw.

Just leave him alone. What's wrong with him?

Just leave him alone, okay?

I mean, do you realize that if you weren't a Panther

you'd be in jail right now?

Excuse me?

He didn't say nothing.

You assaulted Kaster.

And you just think that you're gonna

get away with it, don't you?

You better watch what you're saying, man.

Seriously. I'm not afraid of you.

If that's what you think.

What are you talking about?

Reyes--

You're not worth it, man.

Hey--

Landry!

Get him off me!

Lay off me!

Come on, man!

(Saracen) Go home! You don't need this!

Okay?

Just stop!

Just go home!

You know what? Kaster was right about you.

You did cross over. You're one of them.

Congratulations.

(Street) I could be out here all night

listening to this.

Just nothin'...

Congratulations on the Voodoo decision.

You know it could've gone the other way, don't you?

Why, exactly?

You go with Buddy Garrity out to a seedy little motel

to meet a kid named Voodoo.

Along with a manager.

And then ol' Buddy,

he starts promising things.

What kind of things?

He starts promising things.

But you didn't do that, sugar?

I think sometimes that for anyone to do what I do

it is damn near impossible

to not to sell your soul just a little bit down the river.

Think you just keep doing what you're doing, Coach.

Taking it one day at a time.

You know what I really love?

Mm-hmm.

I love football.

Mmm.

I love football.

I know.

I love those kids.

[doorbell]

Hey, Matt.

Hi, Julie.

H--how's it going?

Um, not bad.

How was dance rehearsals?

Dance--It's-- It's going

really good, you know.

We have, uh,

like, three practices a week now.

Um, the girls are doing really good, so...

That's good. Yeah.

Uh, is--Is your dad around?

Uh, yeah, yeah.

Um...

[calling] Dad, Saracen's here.

What's going on?

You all right?

Yeah.

What's up?

Kaster didn't say anything racist.

Thought you said you weren't outside.

I wasn't.

I--I was inside, but...

But I know Kaster.

I've known him a long time,

and I don't think he would say anything like that.

And besides, that wasn't really the way it was going anyway.

Voodoo's the one who called Reyes a wetback.

Not Kaster.

And I think Reyes was probably just ...

all riled up...after that.

And then Kaster was just in the wrong place

at the wrong time.

I know I should've said something sooner.

I think I might've been confused

between what was right for the team and what...

And what was right.

Anyway... sorry I bothered you.

Good night, Coach.

Hey, Matt.

Tell your grandmother I say hello.

I will.

Good night.

Hey, I'm Coach Taylor.

Yeah, I know who you are.

I was wondering if, uh, if I could talk to Kurt.

Please.

Hey there, son.

I want to apologize for what happened.

When I get back to school,

every football player's gonna have a piece of me

on a daily basis.

Thanks for the apology, Coach.

I can guarantee you no football player's gonna come near you.

There is no excuse what Bobby Reyes did to you.

Remember when we were just junior high schoolers, Street,

sneaking down here?

Dreaming about

playing varsity?

You know, things have changed, Tim.

We're still getting that hunting ranch, Street.

Yeah, and how are we gonna do that

without my NFL money and your whopping 1%?

(Tim) That's just it.

I think I'm gonna go pro.

[snickering]

You think you can do that?

No.

[laughing]

Nope.

But, I mean, that's just the money part anyways.

We can figure that out.

Best friends, right?

Wasn't that always more important than football?

No.

Not always.

It is now.

(Tim) Three of us.

We'll rise up.

Together.

Get through anything.

Anything at all.

(Taylor) Have a seat.

What's up, Coach?

I was down there trying to help you,

and you looked me right in the eye and you lied.

I'm not wrong, am I?

Can you even admit the truth?

That boy didn't call you any names, did he?

No, sir.

You went and you beat the hell out of that kid

and then you made up a lie

and ditched everything onto him.

That's a hell of a position you put me in, isn't it?

Come on, Coach. I had to lie, Coach.

You know I had to lie.

I was scared, Coach.

You need to pack up your personals

and clear out your locker.

You're off the team.

You can't do that to me, Coach.

Football's all I got.

You screwed yourself real good.

I believe in you, but I cannot help you here.

You are on your own at this point

and I'm gonna tell you what I suggest.

You go over to the guidance counselor office

and you start working on your anger problems.

There's nothing else I can do for you.

Go clear it out.

Hold your water, lineman! Hold your water!

Here we go.

Ay! Hut!

Aw, come on, Matt. [whistle]

Come on, let's go! Let's go!

Nice play, Voodoo. Take a break, Matt.

Hey, get in here.

Coach--

Coach, why you got me playing D?

Get back to practice, son.

All due respect, I got a state ring sitting in my drawer

and it's not for defense.

With all due respect, you can go sit on that bench if you like.

Hustle up, guys!

[chatter]

Guess who came in for counseling today.

Hmm.

Bobby Reyes.

Really. Mm-hmm.

Did you, uh, maybe have something to do with that?

I didn't have anything to do with that.

That's why I love you. [banging on door]

Who's that?

Eric, it's Buddy.

I'm sorry. What the hell are you doing?

I'm sorry. Sorry, I know it's late.

I had to talk to you.

First of all,

what's the story on Reyes?

What about it? Our star defensive player--

he's not there.

I realize-- You wanna talk--

Okay that's not why I came.

I came 'cause Voodoo is gone.

He's going back to Louisiana.

They reopened his school.

He's gone. He's history.

When'd you hear that?

I just found this out.

Before he left, he was interviewed

by that reporter woman-- that Helen Stark.

And he told her that he had lived here two weeks

and that he was recruited.

And now there's documentation.

And so my buddy, Forrest Aiken, he can't help us out.

Arnett Mead?

It's a forfeit. It's a loss.

Yeah, the season is over.

Or it could be over.

Night, Eric.

Sorry.

[exhales]

Y'all, we gotta do this again.

We will.

When you're officially released.

[sigh]

I sincerely hope that y'all had a good time.

We did.

Where's your belt?

Thank you.

Good night.

I love you.

Bye, baby.

Do it again. Soon.

(Phil) You know, Jason, the next time

you wanna fly over the cuckoo's nest,

just let me know.

I spent half the night

trying to keep the nurses from calling the cops.

He can never know what happened between us, Tim.

I know.

I get it.

I'll miss you.

[Whiskeytown's Everything I Do]

Come on.

I'll give you a ride to your car.

* Don't you ask me how I'm doing *

* When everything I do

* When everything I do *

* When everything I do

* Says I, I miss you

*