Under the burning hot sun, the football team runs stairs on the bleachers. Coach Taylor lectures them about how he said there would be no retaliation, then lets them stop after ten laps, asking them who wants to confess about who went on the raid last night. Nobody does, and hell they shouldn't. I would've thought Coach Taylor would be a guy who understood that you don't rat your pals out, so I don't know why he's pushing so hard to get names. He makes them run ten more laps. The camera pulls back to give us a gorgeous long shot of the bleachers with the boys like tiny ants running up and down.
Later that night, Matt takes the garbage out back of the Alamo Freeze. The Arnett Meade QB -- proving that when forty-something coaches wear polo shirts, they're cute, but when 18-year-old boys do, they are evil incarnate -- demands that Matt confess who else was with him that night. Matt won't confess, going so far as to say he did it all himself, he was even driving the getaway car that he jumped into (sort of smiling inwardly at his own bravado when he says this one). He offers them each "a Swizzler" and takes the opportunity of them laughing at this suggestion to haul off and get at least one good punch in before the group of boys jump in and kick the living shit out of him.
Commercials. Coach is frantically changing into "civilian" clothes in his office when his phone rings. It's Saracen. We cut to the hospital where Coach Taylor checks him out. Saracen thanks him, and Taylor tells him not to get too excited, because they're both going to a dance recital. This kid cleaned up pretty good after that terribly brutal beat down; I was thinking broken ribs, what with the booted roid-rage the Arnett Mead boys were having all over his chest. In the car, Coach Taylor gets Saracen to confess that he was part of the "retaliation" and that he got beat up because the Arnett Mead kids wanted him to say who else was there. Coach asks him if he named names, and he says no, and that he won't name any names to him either. Taylor seems to respect that.
Like most teens, Matt likes to have his heart-to-hearts in moving vehicles, so he apologizes to Taylor for putting him on the spot about who he's starting next week. He says he feels like the whole town wants Voodoo to start. Taylor tells him that he believes in him, that he sees a huge change in him even the past two weeks -- Saracen's response, "You do?" -- and that he believes you can do anything you put your mind to. Aw. Not true, but, aw. They continue zooming off to the recital.