Dan blows out the candles on his birthday cake. Royal takes this as a sign that dinner is now over, and that he has free rein for the basketball talk. Everyone, including Dan, tries to avoid the question of how Nathan's doing on the team this year. Keith takes a sip of whiskey as his father says, "Will somebody around here tell me what's going on?" Royal turns to his grandson: "Nathan?" No response. Then he turns to Woda, who says, "Nathan, I think you'd better take this one." Nathan slowly says, "I quit the team, Granddad." Of course, Royal explodes. Of course, Dan tries to make it into something it's not -- that is, he says that Nathan didn't exactly quit, but that he's just taking some time off. I don't know if that makes it better or worse. Deb honestly looks like she's about the burst from the pressure as she says, "No, he's not. Please stop lying, Dan." Royal continues, "Were you ever going to tell me this? I mean, that's a hell of a thing to keep to yourself." Now, here's where the Scott family genes really don't help much, as Nathan smart-mouths: "You're one to talk. I know you visit Karen. What's that about?" Haley whisper-shouts, "Nathan!" Royal -- from the old school of parenting -- says, "That's none of your damn business and I guess somebody's [ahem, read, Haley] got a big mouth." Nathan exacerbates the situation by telling his grandfather to shut up. And holy crap would I have ended up with a smack if I talked to anyone like that. Royal decries Nathan's mouth, and rightfully so, until Deb cuts in and says, "Back off, Royal. I've had enough of your crap. Nathan is not the problem." And we'd all better cover our heads because those skeletons I mentioned? Yeah, they're about to rain down on this dinner table, spreading dust, and bones and old scores like you've never seen them before.