You know, you're such a big tough guy. You can't even go see Jason in the hospital. I mean, damn it, Tim, grow a set, why don't you. ‘Cause we both know that's what this is all about.
Yeah, you know maybe you're right. Maybe I am wasting my time. ‘Cause you are just another mediocre football player who's gonna grow up to drink himself to death. Maybe we should just end this right now.
You were on the other side of the field, it wouldn't have mattered. It was an accident. It was not your fault. Look at me. I want you to let yourself off the hook, son. I want you to let yourself off the hook.
Um...Look. I know we were never close buddies and I can only image the load of fake crap that you've had to put up with from people you hardly even know, and I am so not doing that. I just um--I came by to tell you how sorry I am that Tim hasn't been in to see you. He wants to. Although, he won't admit it, but he just can't do it.
Dinner, movies, get her in the backseat of your car. I don't care, whatever, but I'm telling you, you need to get loose out there. You're wound up tighter then a rubber band out there, son.
For Jason, Tim. What, what happened with us came from all these feelings about Jason and what he's going through. I know it doesn't make a lot of sense. Do you understand?
What I'm saying is, I don't feel anything for you, okay. That wasn't even me that night. That was--I don't even know who that was but it will never happen again. No one can ever know about it and it meant nothing. Do you understand me, Tim?
I gotta tell y'all something. I'm pissed at these boys from Arnett Mead. I know you're pissed, too. Let's get one thing straight, right now. This ends here. There's not gonna be any retaliation. There's gonna be no getting back. Rivalry week ends now. Tell you what we are gonna do, we're going to take this energy that we have and we're gonna take this anger that we have and we're gonna use it to kick their ass where it counts, on the field. Is that understood?
Okay. What do you want to talk about Tim? The fact that you're sleeping with your paralyzed best friend's girlfriend. Is that what you want to talk about, Tim? No, I don't think we're going to be doing a lot of talking.
Uh..I don't know. Well, that's the coach's decision. You know, whatever he decides, I'm there for. But I've been working hard so I'm ready, I feel good about it. I just---you know whatever he feels is best for the team, that's--that's what I'm ready to do, so...
I don't like the food here, the music, the weather. I can definitely do without everybody going on and on about the great state of Texas. I'm here to get noticed, get recruited and get my ass to LSU. And you? You just trying to scrape by. Trying to win some games, keep your job. You and me are an arranged marriage. Nothing more. Now you seen what I can do. You wanna start Saracen you go right ahead.
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 in this bed on my sorry quadriplegic ass. Every day, people come in here poking and prodding me like I'm a piece of meat. Go ahead and stick a catheter in me in places you don't want to know about. My big adventure of the day is going to the commode ‘cause I gotta go at the same time everyday 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 tell you what –I love that girl. I do, I love her more than life itself but I 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 is 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 living 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.
I feel like I have to make a choice here Tim before things get more messed up then they already are. I care about you Tim, I do. I just, I can't live with myself anymore.
