After the game, Eric storms into Dickie's office and demands that Dickie apologize to the school and to the players. Dickie is totally resigned, telling Eric that he's "got it." But Eric won't let up until Dickie bursts out, "You don't know what I'm going through!" Oh, Lord, here we go. Eric keeps at Dickie until he cries out, "My wife has three months to live!" And then -- AND THEN -- a little more quietly: "I don't have a game plan for this." Wow. What is this, a Prudential Life Insurance commercial? We Are Marshall? I half expect a dapper financial planner to pop up and intone, "Merrill Lynch. For those times when you don't have a game plan." Or, if anyone actually cared about making me happy, a quick cut over to Matthew McConaughey lifting weights on the beach in front of his Airstream, bro-ing out, "Man, I just try not to have a game plan, you know?" This show has so rarely gone the way of cheesy sports metaphors, it is truly shocking when it does. Dickie apologizes and asks Coach to tell Riggins he's a fine player. Eric just stares at him, speechless, then simply says, "I'm very sorry," and then leaves.
Tim is knocking on the door of Ferret Guy's house, with Billy behind him. They walk in, and Tim runs upstairs to get his stuff; on the way down the stairs he knocks Ferret Guy's gun off a ledge. Billy just wants to get out of there but Tim says he has to put the gun back where he found it. While reaching under a side table for the gun, Tim sees a wad of cash and shows it to Billy. Billy really just wants to go now, but Tim says, "Billy, this is our mortgage." They quickly shove the money in a bag and hightail it out of there, Tim sort of gleefully chuckling, "Billy, that's a good chunk of change!" Why do I love it so much when Tim acts dishonorably? I love it so much that not only is he stealing the money, he's giggling about it.