"We have lost four teachers to budget cuts this year." "We need a JumboTron?" "No, Tami, we don't need one, but we want one." "I just hope Buddy Garrity..." "I'm gonna reallocate the JumboTron funds to academics." "Miss Collette, state schools are a pipe dream." "I mean, do you really wanna, like..." "The whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing?" "Yes." "I lost my scholarship and no school wants me." "I will help you get into college and play football again." "I won't stop until you get there." "Oh, my God!" "Just take it off!" "I'm trying!" "But seriously, it's a new buckle, Lyla." "I'm sorry." "Get it off!" "Tim!" "Tim!" "Hey, Tim!" "What the hell is this?" "I'm digging through the couch, looking for change, I find this." "Were you gonna tell me about it?" "Letter of interest from Oklahoma, man." "What?" "Yeah." "Wait a minute." "Let me see that." "Tim, this is great!" "You didn't tell me you were getting interest from colleges." "Yeah, but you're gonna respond to this, right?" "I mean, this is the rest of your life we're talking about." "Exactly." "Rest of your life, Tim." "I'm gonna go get my laptop and write a response." "You and me, man, we're going places." "Listen, I want the scoreboard, too." "And I believe we will get the scoreboard." "I just think that this reallocation of these funds is actually gonna be a win for everybody involved." "Yeah, but still." "The people of Dillon, they love their football." "Well, you know I know that." "I mean, you know, that's been my life here for so many years." "And I see how great that program is." "Let's spread that around." "Get the academics on the same par." "Tell the truth though." "There must have been a little tension between you and your husband over this." "You know, I feel like we both approach our marriage and our career with a real foundation of respect, so..." "Yeah." "Okay." "160 over 100." "Lorraine, we're in the danger zone." "Are you taking your medication?" "I don't like those pills, but I like that tie." "Well, thank you very much." "Matthew, did we turn off the stove, honey?" "Yeah, the stove's off." "Wait, Grandma, you need..." "Why aren't you taking your pills?" "They dry out my skin." "And you know as well as anybody" "I have always looked young for my age." "Lorraine, can I just speak to Matt outside just for a second?" "Yeah." "DOCTOR:" "All right." "Come on." "Matthew, I'm not even gonna refill these." "This is a big problem, Matt." "Yeah, uh..." "Look, how about, you just give me the pills, and then I'll make sure she takes them." "I can put them in her food or something." "I can't legally do that." "Okay." "So we're supposed to just wait for her to have a stroke?" "Listen, we knew this day would come." "It comes for every patient with dementia." "She's no longer able to handle her own affairs." "I'm sorry, Matt." "What you doing?" "I'm waiting for the new edition of the paper to come out online." "It's got my article in it." "You're not supposed to read your own press." "I know, honey." "But I'm excited to have it, you know." "You get articles all the time." "Here it is." "I think that..." "I'll get more wine." "Come on!" "Make the cut." "Hey, come here." "What the hell?" "Every time you go left, you're losing half your speed." "What's that all about?" "It's nothing." "Is it your legs?" "Are you in pain?" "No!" "You tell me if you're in pain." "I'm not in pain, Coach." "My knee's fine." "I'm just getting used to it." "Anyway, I got to get to work." "So do you, by the way." "Hey, Coach, if you don't mind me asking, what's the big plan, anyway?" "Don't worry about it." "You keep working on your speed." "I'll work on the tryouts." "I got a lot of calls out." "There's gonna be a lot of calls coming in soon." "We're gonna have to start picking and choosing." "So you just get yourself ready." "I'll take care of that." "You take care of the rest." "Smash." "He was on the hot list last year." "He got called about eight times." "Yeah." "No, his knee is fine." "That's what I'm saying." "You gotta see this kid." "He's got Texas Tech written all over him." "Well, no, I understand that the timing's not exactly perfect right now." "All right." "All right." "Well, hey, thanks for returning the call." "No luck with Smash?" "No." "Well, it's not exactly the right time for setting up a walk-on now, is it?" "No." "Good morning, everybody." "Uh, Principal Taylor?" "Yes, Clint." "The phones are ringing off the hook." "Really?" "What about?" "JumboTron?" "Well, tell them I said you're welcome." "Thank you." "Mayor Rodell." "Good morning, Tami." "Buddy." "Hi." "How are you?" "Good morning." "This is a great picture." "It's a cute picture of her." "Thank you so much." "Yeah." "So to what do I owe this great unexpected surprise?" "Honey, you know what we're here for." "It's about that scoreboard situation." "Okay." "You're new." "You're excited." "I appreciate that." "I really do." "But what has happened here is that you've made a mistake." "And that's okay." "It's okay." "Lord knows I've been there myself in front of the whole town." "But the thing to do now is to admit you made that mistake and fix it." "Well, the thing is I haven't made a mistake, Mayor Rodell." "Oh, really?" "That's what you think?" "Yeah." "I'm..." "Yeah, well, then you're not looking at the big picture, Tami, because those Boosters raised that money in good faith that it was gonna be used for a scoreboard." "And it is not up to you to make some unilateral decision to spend it any other way." "I don't give a damn what it's for." "Well, actually, technically, it is up to me according to the bylaws." "But what I find interesting is given the funding problems in this school, given the test scores at this school," "I am surprised that you and all those Boosters have not jumped right on this bandwagon." "That's what surprises me." "I am really sorry to hear that you feel that way, Tami." "I really am." "I just, uh..." "I just hope it doesn't turn ugly." "For your sake, I mean." "And we are splurging tonight, baby." "I got New York strips, pan-fried in butter." "The way God intended." "Mmm." "That's about $40 worth of prime beef there, baby." "Wow!" "$40, huh?" "Mmm-hmm." "And I wanted to talk to you about Saturday." "Joe McCoy wants us to go out to eat." "Is that okay?" "Yeah, sure." "I'll see if Tim can come." "You know, Lyla, I don't know if Tim Riggins is really the right one for you." "Well, he's a good guy." "He's going to college." "Tim Riggins going to college is like me teaching yoga classes." "It's not going to happen." "Maybe he just needs someone to believe in him." "You ever think about that?" "Well, there's been plenty of young girls in Dillon who believed in him." "Do you understand that a dad would not want his daughter to be with a guy who drinks all the time, and has been with half the girls in the state of Texas." "He comes from white trash." "He's gonna bring you down." "Lyla, are you using protection?" "Excuse me?" "The last thing we need is for you to get pregnant." "Oh, Dad, please!" "And for us to have to raise Tim Riggins' kid." "Lyla!" "That craziness in my office today with Buddy and the Mayor, it was unbelievable." "They were threatening me." "It was like the Mafia." "Hmm." "And I thought the Mayor would be on my side, I mean..." "And there's Buddy just sitting there like none of it's his fault." "He didn't know what's going on." "These people are acting like I've done the worst thing in the world." "Like it's terrible for everybody." "What is everybody thinking?" "What do you think I should do?" "I'll get it." "Honey!" "I got it." "I got it, I got it." "Hey!" "I'm Tyra Collette." "Vote for me." "Vote for Tyra!" "Okay, so, hand me about half these flyers, and I'll go hand some out in the quad." "You're gonna be wonderful." "Thank you." "Thank you." "It's not that funny." "Vote for Tyra!" "It's not that..." "And out of all you, not one person saw who did this?" "I didn't see nothing!" "Nobody saw who did this?" "I didn't see anything!" "What's going on?" "What?" "Nothing." "It's just a little situation here." "I'm gonna handle it." "Landry." "You don't have to worry about it." "Landry." "Landry!" "It's fine." "I'll handle this." "It's fine." "Who did that?" "She's horny!" "What the hell?" "Listen up, man." "It's not that funny." "Okay." "All right." "I'd suggest you go to class." "Tyra, I'm sorry this happened, but I'm not sure what you want me to do." "I got into this race late." "I need to get my face out there." "I can't do it like that!" "I do know this." "Ginnie Warwick started working on her campaign three weeks ago, not the night before deadline." "You can't get into the race late and half-assed and expect people to respect you." "Either she's completely in charge of herself, or she's non compos mentis." "I don't know what that means." "That's a legal term for when you lose it." "You see?" "That's why I'm suggesting you become her guardian." "No, I don't want to become her guardian." "She's my guardian, okay?" "I'm 17." "You could become an emancipated minor." "Then you can assume legal guardianship over your grandmother's affairs." "That way, you'd have complete control over her financial matters." "I don't wanna be in control of all that, okay?" "I'm trying to go to college next year." "What about your dad?" "He's in Iraq, right?" "Is he coming home anytime soon?" "I don't know." "I don't think so." "Well, I suppose we could put her in a home." "Let the state take care of her." "I'm not doing that." "Listen, hey." "I'm just giving you your options." "You know, you came in here, and it seemed pretty urgent." "Here is the paperwork to become an emancipated minor." "If you decide to do it, you can track down your dad and have him sign it." "Come on, let's go!" "Oh, come on, man!" "Man, you got a big game tomorrow!" "Whoa!" "Just amped you up." "Hey, guys!" "I got a little kid at home who'd like to see me today." "That's it." "Damn, Rigg, what the hell, man?" "What you go and hit me for?" "You all right?" "Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." "I pushed you, Williams." "You gotta relax, man." "You know what?" "Just forget it!" "I don't even know what we all doing out here, anyway." "Hey, what did you do?" "Where are you going?" "All right, Grandma, I really..." "Look, we're gonna try taking these pills, okay." "And I know you don't want to, but..." "I can't take that, Matthew." "It makes my face look like a mummy's or something." "Well, you know what a stroke's gonna make your face look like?" "I'm not gonna have a stroke." "I don't even know anybody who's had a stroke." "If you don't..." "Look, Grandma, if you don't take these pills..." "Matthew!" "You leave me alone about the pills." "I'll be right back." "Sorry." "Hey!" "Hi." "You, uh..." "You work here now?" "Yeah, I work at Applebee's." "You got a name tag and everything, huh?" "Yeah, I'm very official." "I'm just saving up for a car." "So, why are you kicking the crap out of the boxes?" "My grandmother, she refuses to take her blood pressure medication." "Well, why isn't she taking it?" "Because she thinks that if she takes it, it's going to dry her skin out and make her look like a mummy." "And the doctor can't legally give me her medication to give to her because I'm not her legal guardian." "And I can't be her legal guardian unless I become an emancipated minor." "And in order to become an emancipated minor," "I have to have my dad sign some piece of paper." "But unfortunately, my dad's in Iraq right now." "He's not sitting around by a fax machine, so I can't really get him to sign anything." "So would now be a bad time to tell you that your grandma's yelling at the line cooks to make her some chocolate pudding?" "Are you..." "Is it..." "Can I get through..." "No, no." "I'm just..." "I'm just joking." "I'm sorry!" "I was trying to be funny." "That was rude." "Yes, it was." "It was kind of funny." "Yeah." "Well, I gotta get back to work, but it was good seeing you." "You, too." "Um, would you mind, like, kind of piling the boxes back where you found them?" "Thank you." "Mmm-hmm." "Oh, yeah!" "Okay, take it off." "Take it off." "Come on." "Lyla, I know how to dress myself." "No, Tim." "You only know how to put on a plaid shirt and button one button." "You know what would be great?" "If we just leave." "Mmm-hmm." "'Cause I don't even wanna go to this dinner in the first place." "Yeah, well, if you only did what you wanted to do, your life would be all about football, beer and sex, wouldn't it?" "And what's the problem with that?" "It's just a good opportunity for you to spend some time with my dad." "Oh, yeah." "And Mr. McCoy went to Oklahoma, so he might be able to help you out." "Basically you want me to schmooze the guy." "No, I don't want you to schmooze anybody." "I just..." "You guys are just gonna, you know, talk about football." "No big deal." "I hate this, and I don't wanna go to the dinner." "You don't even know what you're saying you hate." "You're just gonna go to dinner with a guy who loves football, who might actually be able to help you out." "There's nothing more to it." "Come on." "You wanna tell me the real reason why we're doing this?" "Because I care about you." "And you wanna know why I'm doing this?" "Because you care about me?" "Maybe just a bit." "Thank you." "Cut something here." "Mmm." "How about, "A vote for Tyra is a vote for hotness"?" "Landry, I'm serious here, okay?" "I'm trying to be a serious person." "How is that not serious?" "I'm trying to help you out." "How about, "Vote Tyra and get action"?" "Hell, yeah!" "I didn't realize how that was gonna sound..." "Okay." "How about nothing about action or hotness?" "Well, why not, honey?" "You are such a gorgeous girl." "I mean, I would say smoke 'em if you got 'em." "That's all." "Okay." "Excuse me." "All right, back up!" "Knock it off!" "I want you all off the campus in one minute, or I am calling the police." "Okay, that's a little extreme, Mr. Trucks." "The party's over, ladies." "Did you hear me?" "What is going on?" "Ginnie Warwick's mom was here yesterday helping her hand out cupcakes." "I don't understand why I can't have some friends help me." "Miss Collette, are you really that dumb?" "Hey, watch it!" "Couldn't you just give me a moment here, Mrs. Taylor." "Do I have to explain to you the difference between Ginnie Warwick's mom and four dancers from the Landing Strip?" "Back to class right now!" "Right now, y'all." "Did you hear what Mrs. Taylor said?" "Clear out." "What are you doing?" "I'm helping my campaign." "That's what I'm doing." "You are suspended." "I'm getting it out there." "Three days, starting now." "Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Wait." "No, I'll miss the town hall meeting." "This isn't fair." "I'll lose." "Hold on, hold on." "Listen." "Let me..." "Let me deal with this, all right?" "You're going to deal with this?" "Yes, I'm taking care of it." "Tyra, go get ready for that meeting, and I'm gonna discuss this with you later." "Thanks, Mrs. T." "You're letting her get away with this?" "You have got to be kidding me." "I need two more burgers well done with Alamo sauce." "And after you done that, I need you to mop up the floor in the back." "I'm not staying late tonight." "Yeah, fine." "Hey, Coach." "What's the matter?" "You need a crispy chicken sandwich for the game?" "I've been calling every school I can think of, telling them that Smash Williams has made a full recovery." "That he's ready to play college ball." "You tell me, should I not be doing that?" "I don't know what it is." "I never been scared once playing football." "Even after Jason Street, I just always played like nothing could touch me." "It's not just the knee." "I mean, it is but..." "I know you think I can be who I was." "But I think I was only great 'cause I was a Dillon Panther." "I was part of something bigger than myself." "The team needed me to be great, so I was great." "Now I'm just a guy playing by myself on my old high school field." "And let's be honest, you're having a hard time finding a tryout for me." "I'll get you a tryout." "Suck it up!" "That's what being a man is." "I wanna see you over at Herrmann Field, 8:00, Saturday night, full pads." "Don't you be late on me." "And I'd also like to remind everyone that with two years student government experience under my belt," "I understand what is required, and I'm ready to lead." "This is a question for Tyra." "Can you explain for those of us who are concerned about your lack of experience, how you could turn this into a positive when acting as a liaison between the students and the faculty?" "Wow, that was a long question." "I don't think I remember half of it." "No, seriously, y'all." "I mean, what this entire election really boils down to, is who you want planning your prom." "And one thing I can tell you, is that nobody here is getting laid if you let Ginnie here have our prom in the gym, okay?" "My, oh, my!" "Is this a Panther cakewalk or what?" "The Panthers hold the commanding lead, 42-0 over the Laribee Lions." "And how about a little icing for that cake?" "He takes the snap." "Spring right through Riggins at midfield." "He's to the 40." "He's got through!" "He picks up a third block at the 30." "To the 10." "Touchdown Tim Riggins!" "Oh, boy, the Panthers have this one in hand." "Coach, good game, good game." "Greg, how you doing?" "Good to see you." "Uh, when we gonna see that J.D. McCoy in play?" "Matt had a hell of a game." "He did." "I hear what you're saying." "All right." "Good enough." "Enjoy your night." "He didn't even acknowledge me." "Huh?" "And Karen O'Day is not making eye contact with me." "It's like all these people hate my guts." "What is wrong with these people?" "It's craziness." "People in Dillon love their football." "You're not gonna change that." "I know they love their football." "And I also know, apparently, they're not thrilled about the loss of their big, fancy JumboTron." "Did they change this menu or what?" "You know what, hon, I need you to weigh in on this situation, 'cause, at this point, I'm feeling like this entire world is against me, and I'm starting to wonder which side you're on." "Honey, I don't wanna weigh in on this decision right now, because I don't wanna tell my wife, who I love, and who I believe in 100%, that the first major decision that she made at that school could be construed by some" "as questionable." "It's..." "It's risky, yeah." "Courageous." "Questionable?" "Come on, honey." "You know what?" "I don't care about the damn JumboTron." "I really don't." "But let me tell you something about Buddy Garrity and the Boosters." "If they want that damn Jumbotron, they're gonna get that damn JumboTron." "And the hell with the rest of them, but you knew that from the get-go." "Well, yes." "The only people who have the money are the Boosters and Buddy Garrity." "And I love that they want the football program to flourish, but I just think that they need to be told if they want that to flourish, they need to give a teeny-tiny bit to academics." "Baby, there's a big difference between teeny-tiny and JumboTron." "This is the way change is made." "And I felt like" "I needed to make that statement right from the beginning." "Honey, you made it clear, and you made your statement." "Well, I know, there's a new episode of Cagney  Lacey on." "There's not any new ones on." "The show's not on anymore." "That was a good show." "I don't know why they quit those good shows and put these other shows on." "All right." "I'll watch whatever this is." "Is that milk about ready, honey?" "Yes, it's ready." "Yeah, it's on its way." "Oh, thanks." "I saw that game." "You played great." "You just played great." "Thanks." "You've always loved football, Matty." "I remember when you were two years old, you were trying to throw a football, and it was bigger than you were." "And you were such a sweet baby." "Such a sweet, sweet baby." "But here you are all grown-up." "Taking care of everything." "I don't know what I'd do without you." "I don't know." "Matthew, I love you." "I know." "I love you, too, Grandma." "Grandma..." "Hey." "What?" "You are such a good boy." "Well, that's 'cause I was raised by you." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Okay, okay." "Matt, what?" "May I help you with something, Matt?" "I need to borrow your car." "Why do you need to borrow my car, Matt?" "Okay, look, can I just borrow it?" "And it'll be back in the morning." "You don't even have to know that it was gone." "Please?" "Ma." "It's me, Matt." "Your son." "Matt?" "Look at you." "Look, I just need you to sign these papers, please." "What..." "What's this?" "I need to become an emancipated minor so that I can take care of Grandma legally." "Lorraine?" "Where's Henry?" "He's in Iraq." "Oh..." "Hey, look, I don't really wanna talk about the whole thing." "So, can you just sign those, please?" "Hey, you wanna come inside?" "No." "Okay." "Now, hang on a second." "What are you doing?" "I'm not gonna sign anything that I haven't read, so..." "What's wrong with Lorraine?" "She's got dementia." "She can't really take care of herself anymore." "And Henry left you alone with her?" "I don't think you're really in a position to judge." "You got a pen?" "Yeah." "Come in." "Did you hear?" "You are looking at the new president of the Dillon High student body." "I heard." "And they said it couldn't be done." "Can I help you with something?" "What's the matter?" "You know you sunk to the lowest common denominator to win that election." "No, I..." "Mr. Trucks..." "I mean, he made it so difficult for me..." "Don't you even go blaming it on Mr. Trucks." "It is time for you to start taking responsibility for your life." "Mrs. T, I was just doing what I thought I had to." "And when I was standing out there in that quad, watching you make an idiot out of yourself, and everybody around you," "I did what I thought I had to do by sticking up for you, because I have believed in you." "Now I suggest you had better start earning back your self-respect and the faith that I once had in you." "Or you really will be on your own." "Go on." "Get to class." "No excuses." "None." "Ready to go live?" "Oh, yeah." "All right, bring it back." "I want you to sic him out." "All right, y'all heard the man." "On one, ready?" "You all right?" "Lucky hit, Rigg." "You're lucky." "All right." "How you doing?" "I'm good." "Same play." "Set!" "Smash, you okay, man?" "Hey, man, I didn't mean to hit the knee." "You okay?" "Smash, get up, baby." "That's six!" "I'm back, baby!" "Smash is back." "There you are, man, there you are." "Good luck." "You're sure I'll be fine, right?" "I mean..." "Yeah, you're gonna be fine." "I know you're being a good sport and stuff." "I'll just chat him up about playing with Bosworth at Oklahoma, and then..." "Hey, how did you know that?" "Google, why?" "I didn't know you Googled." "I'm not retarded." "Yeah, I know." "I can Google." "Sometimes you pretend you are." "Oh, my God!" "Buddy Garrity, look at your..." "Oh, my God, you are just a vision." "Hey, Buddy, are you sure she's yours?" "Hey, now..." "Thank you, that's very nice." "Nice to meet you." "Nice to meet you, too." "Hi!" "This is Tim." "How're you doing?" "Hi, how are you?" "Nice to meet you." "Good to see you." "Joe McCoy, good to see you." "And you know J.D." "What up, Matt, how's it going?" "Good." "Hey." "So, Melanie, we're all here." "Right this way." "Yeah." "Hey, Tim." "Yeah?" "Two things." "I don't like you with my daughter." "The reason should be obvious." "Two, my relationship with Joe McCoy is extremely important." "You do not jeopardize it in any way, or I will hurt you." "Joe, that is nice." "Thank you, it's my anniversary present." "Yeah." "Well, that's beautiful." "Yeah, that was a bargain." "I'll bet." "So, Tim, I understand that you have switched positions this year to tailback?" "Yeah." "Wow." "How's that working out for you?" "Um..." "Hmm, thinking about college for next year?" "Um..." "Um..." "Are we ready to order?" "Oh, sure." "I'll have the Texas Game Sampler, please." "Texas Game Sampler." "And you ma'am?" "Thank you." "Uh, I'll have the salmon, please." "And for you, sir?" "You'll still have the Porterhouse?" "I'm afraid it's not on the menu." "That's what I want." "I want the..." "That big Porterhouse." "Uh, just have Wayne cut me one." "Medium rare." "Yes, sir." "And, for you, sir." "It all looks so good." "Let's go with the, uh, let's go with the squab tonight." "Oh, honey, are you sure?" "Yes, ma'am." "Oh, okay." "Well, hey, cool." "Can I get that, uh, let's get that rare as well, please." "One rare squab." "Thank you, sir." "What happened in there?" "What do you mean?" "I mean, Mr. and Mrs. McCoy were asking you a bunch of questions." "And you didn't say anything." "You were rude." "Lyla, did I not give you heads up that I hate that kind of restaurant?" "I hate those kind of people, the food." "The food was sick." "Yeah, well, you ordered raw pigeon." "You know what?" "Like, who are you trying to turn me into right now, Lyla?" "I'm not trying to turn you into anything." "Are you sure about that?" "I'm positive." "Oh, I'm trying to make you into someone who doesn't order rare squab." "I'm a horrible person." "Exactly." "You know what, maybe I'm just too simple of a guy for you, then." "You know?" "Yeah." "I'm too simple." "I'm not..." "I'm not classy enough for you." "No, that's right." "That's what it is." "Maybe we should just go our separate ways, then." "Maybe we should." "Good." "Right." "Hi, Tami." "How you doing?" "I'm fine." "Can we talk for just a second?" "Um, yeah, as long as it's not about the JumboTron thing because" "I don't wanna talk about that on my time off." "Well, it is about the JumboTron, because, uh, well, quite frankly, uh, Tami, just let me say this." "That issue's not been put to bed yet." "We had a meeting with the Superintendent." "The funds are frozen..." "Who had a meeting?" "We're having a hearing..." "Well, the Boosters and the Mayor and the Superintendent, and all the people that I have been out trying to get money from for the JumboTron." "And, so, anyway, the hearing will be in two weeks." "It's open to the public." "You can be there of course." "Oh, that's it?" "Everybody'll voice their opinion." "And we'll see what we do at that time." "Hey, Eric." "Hi." "So, I'm sorry it happened this way, Tami." "Mmm-hmm." "It's going to be okay." "Mmm-hmm." "Bye." "What's that all about?" "Huh?" "Hello?" "Hey, Mitch, how you doing?" "Yeah." "Coach Taylor." "Hey, Corrina." "How you doing?" "Doing fine." "I'm sorry to come by so late." "It's okay, come on in." "Brian!" "Yeah, Mama?" "Come here!" "What's up, Coach?" "You and I have some work to do." "Two weeks time." "You got a walk-on at Texas AM." "Yes, sir, I'll make you proud." "See you tomorrow morning." "Yes, sir." "Hi, kid." "Hi." "Good night." "Thank you, Coach." "Thank you, Coach." "Oh, my God!" "Somebody die?" "No." "Why you here?" "Mindy had to drop something off." "So, as soon as they're done humping, I'll get out of your hair." "Well, that, uh, shouldn't take too long." "You'd think." "I've been here long enough." "Seriously, why you dressed like that?" "I'm dressed like this, because I just came from dinner with Buddy Garrity, Lyla." "The new rich Booster I was supposed to chat up about college." "Mmm." "Which, between you and me, don't think I'm cut out for." "You and me both." "But, uh, it's nice to get this off and..." "Kind of want to have a beer, just chill out and watch anything." "Yeah, cheers." "I, uh..." "I ate pigeon tonight, Tyra." "Why?" "Yeah." "I don't know why." "I don't even know what pigeon looks like." "It was crap!" "I could barely get through it, but you know what?" "I ate it because I didn't want them to think I, you know, was making a mistake." "Hey, Lyla!" "Tyra." "Hi." "Where are your pants?" "My pants are just over there." "It was hot." "So, I just geared down and was just chilling." "I brought you a cheese burger." "Seriously?" "Mmm-hmm." "I..." "I felt bad." "Thank you." "Mmm-hmm." "That's very sweet of you." "Oh." "Great." "You done?" "Yeah, our wedding plan stuff..." "You know what, don't even..." "Bye, y'all." "Yeah, later." "Good seeing you." "That's a good look for you, Tim." "That's disgusting!" "I love you, Billy!" "Love you, too, sweetie!" "Hey!" "Hey!" "Why are you in Landry's car?" "I just..." "I just needed to borrow it for something." "You done with work?" "Yeah, long day." "Do you want a ride?" "Um, sure." "So, uh, I went and saw my mom." "Wow!" "That's a..." "That's a big step." "I got her to sign those papers." "So I'm an emancipated minor now." "Emancipated minor." "Mmm." "That's, uh..." "That's kind of hot." "Oh, yeah, you think?" "Mmm-hmm." "I think it's very hot." "Does that mean that you get to, like, vote and drink, and smoke and rent cars?" "No, uh, it means I get to take care of old people." "Yeah, maybe not so hot." "Yeah, maybe not." "Wait, stop!" "Whoa!" "Why?" "Stop the car, stop the car!" "Why?" "Why?" "Why?" "Stop, stop, stop." "This is the car I'm going to buy." "What do you think?" "It's the car Mrs. Oddmark is going to sell me when I make enough money working at Applebee's." "She's beautiful, isn't she?" "Well, it's a Celica." "What?" "Are you implying that maybe I should buy a Dodge Dart and let the engine fall out so I could be just like you?" "Okay, okay, it's beautiful." "It's a beautiful Celica." "See, I told you." "And maybe if you're really nice to me, I might give you a ride to school." "Maybe."