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.

Becky stands on her porch and cries as Deadbeat tries not to look too guilty for leaving her again. He can't quite pull it off. Becky hugs her mom, which is nice consolation after calling her the worst for three days. Meanwhile, Tim Riggins continues to be Santa Claus to Dillon's wayward souls. Sexy, sexy Santa Claus. He strides into the pet store like he owns the place and asks after a dog that a "disgruntled redhead" returned yesterday. The lady at the counter gives him a hard time about not returning the thing tomorrow and being responsible. "Are you gonna be a responsible person?" she asks him. "Yes, ma'am," says Tim.

Cafferty Ranch. With the fence fixed, it's time to go all Temple Grandin on them cows and round 'em up. Luke hops up and throws one leg over the fence into the cattle pen, but the gate swings open and pins his leg next to a fence post. Which would hurt enough, but then a couple of the cows get spooked, and they bump into the gate, smashing Luke's leg even harder into the fence. Ma and Pa Cafferty spring over to Luke and pulls him to the safe side of the fence, but his leg is pretty clearly hurting.