It's midnight at the Cafferty ranch, and Luke, Pa, and Tinker are still hard at work. Out of Luke's earshot, Pa compliments Tink on his fence-building prowess and gives him a sincere thanks. "No big deal," Tink says. "Luke's a good guy. He's one of the players who's holding this team together." Luke's a star, but he doesn't act like it. He figures if he's helping out Luke, he's helping out the team. Pa's pretty impressed at this portrait being painted about his son -- and through football of all places. You get the feeling Pa Cafferty figured that life on the farm was the way he was going to raise his son to be the way Tinker's describing. "You're a good man," Pa says to Tink. Turning around to look at his son, it's clear the sentiment extends to him too.
Later, Deadbeat comes pounding on the Airstream door, furious at Tim for telling Becky the truth. HE wanted to tell her! Tim pretty much laughs that statement off right in Deadbeat's face. "You think you're hot stuff, don't you?" Deadbeat huffs. Hey, middle-aged losers of the world? When confronted with your younger, more muscled, shinier-haired rivals, try your best not to say "You think you're hot stuff, don't you?" Not only does it make you sound self-evidently inferior, it also makes you sound blazingly homosexual. Not that that's a dealbreaker -- it's Tim Riggins; no jury in the world would convict you -- but still. Food for thought. ANYWAY, Tim baits him by leaning in and telling him he had sex with his wife. Deadbeat falls for it, initiates a fight, and gets pummeled. The first couple of punches are for Deadbeat. The rest are for Tim's dad. Cathartic, I guess, but I don't need to see anybody beaten to death on this show. Not again, at least. Deadbeat'll be fine, though. He'll be interviewing midwives by Monday.
Elsewhere, Vince knocks on the Taylors' door and immediately apologizes to Mrs. Coach for coming by so late. Eric comes to the door and asks if Vince is all right. "I'm getting there," Vince says, then surreptitiously hands over a plain paper bag. He apologizes again -- for coming by so late, see -- and Coach reaches out and shakes his hand. Vince takes off.
After a commercial break, the Taylors sit around the kitchen table, the next morning, and stare at the paper bag like it's about to shoot them in the face. Which...okay, even though it's a gun, still probably not. "That kid trusts me," Eric intones. Tami asks what he's going to do with the gun. "Get rid of it," Coach says. Tami thinks it's been a strange week. Y'all, she doesn't even know about the exotic dancer baby shower.