May wants someone to explain to her what in the heck is going on. Deb takes this as her cue to tell the truth: "Dan has been riding Nathan for the past six years about that damn game." Dan interjects, "Deb, stop it." She ignores him: "Riding him so hard that Nathan took drugs just so he could measure up." Now it's Royal's turn to interject: "Drugs!" Deb carries on: "Until he had to be rushed to the hospital. He could have died because of this insane pressure to put a ball through a hoop." Deb stores up her energy and really goes in for the kill: "But none of that is my son's fault, Royal." Don't worry. I have an umbrella to protect me from the bone hail descending like mad. "It's your son's." Now, wait for the kicker -- Grandma Scott pipes up: "Danny, you of all people! How dare you! You know how much you hated it when your daddy bullied you to be better!" Royal shouts, "I never bullied him!" May continues, "And when you wanted a way out, I gave you one. All these years, I protected you, I lied for you, and now you're doing the same thing to your son." Royal: "What lie? What are you talking about?" May: "In college, his knee injury. It wasn't permanent. Danny quit. And I helped him." It's raining bones, hallelujah it's raining bones, yeah, yeah. And so that's what's been haunting Dan all these years -- not something out of his control, but a decision of his own making, his decision to quit. Not his body giving out before he had a chance to show his true potential. Now, doesn't that just change everything?

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Well, this just puts Royal over the edge. He barks, "What do you mean, he quit?" Dan snaps, "It's not like that, Dad." May snits, "Stop it, Dan! It's time the truth came out." Royal waves his hands around and yells, "Will somebody tell me what in the hell is going on here?" May says, "You were on the road when Danny hurt his knee. We lied!" Royal turns to his son: "You told me it was a degenerative knee condition --" Dan says, "It was Dad, it was --" Royal continues, "You looked me in the eye and you told me that." Keith just smiles and shakes his head as he watches his family fall apart before his eyes. May says, "He was never going to be the star that you wanted him to be; you just couldn't see that. The boy had two choices: fail in front of you, or quit. Either way, he lost." Nathan rubs his forehead. Royal bitches, "So you just quit without even being man enough to own up to it." Dan attempts to defend himself: "There's more to the story, Dad --" Royal doesn't give him the chance, though; he just gets up and leaves the table. Nathan takes this as his cue to get out while he can: "Come on, Haley, I'll take you home." Deb looks devastated; well, actually she looks pissed -- really, really pissed. Whitey gets up and says, "I can show myself out. Thank you May, thank you Deb." He puts a hand on Dan's shoulder and says, "Happy birthday, Danny." Now that's also ironic. May tries to talk to him, but Dan also leaves the table. In quintessential "mom" fashion, May gets up and says, "Well, I guess I'll do the dishes."