Locker room. The Dillon Panthers are for some reason surprised to find that their stuff has been vandalized again -- this time the Reds have pissed on everything. They spend a lot of time being outraged until Tim marches into the weight room and confronts the Reds. Coach Dickie instructs Tim to hit the showers, but he doesn't back down. One of the Larrabee Genetic Freak Mouth-Breathers says, "Sorry, dooood, I couldn't hold it." Dickie tells Tim to hit the showers again, but Tim goes after the mouth-breather. Coach Dickie rips Tim off his player and throws him to the ground, standing over the boy and yelling at him. Eric Taylor comes out of nowhere and grabs Dickie by the collar and shoves him against the wall and seethes, "If you ever touch one of my players again you'll never coach football again." And then he adds a clause about personally kicking Donald Dickers's (seriously, that's his full name!) ass. The onlooking Dillon Panthers start to laugh at Dickie, but Eric shuts them up and sends them outside to the bleachers. We end on Dickie shouting at his own team, "What are y'all looking at?"