The two of them walk around to the front of the house. Wow, Nathan really has no idea how to stop. It's like the more out-of-control his anger gets, the more he tries to rein it in by controlling other people around him. Any. Way. He convinces Haley to let him give her a ride home in Peyton's car. She's taken her hat off by now, so she can run her fingers through her hair in frustration. She relents when Nathan says, "It's the least I can do."
Dan's watching more game tapes. Deb comes into the room and shuts off the TV. She tells her husband that they need to talk. "You know," she moves further into the room and sits down, "I try to let these things roll off my back when you shut down and walk out mid-conversation. I swallow it and let it churn around in my stomach until it makes me sick." He spits, "Why, 'cause I don't want to re-hash Karen and her son" -- he rolls his eyes -- "for the 10,000th time? I'm talked out." Deb insists, "It's about Nathan." Finally, a normal parent comes to life in this side of the family. I honestly didn't think one existed. What about Nathan? Blah he's surly, blah he's distant, and blah she feels powerless, blah Dan's pressuring him since Lucas joined the team blah. Dan says, "Me?" He sits forward: "Did you ever think the problem's not with Nathan? You're never home." Because it's the mom's job to raise the kids, eh? It's not the father's responsibility to be concerned about the emotional wellbeing of his own son. God. He's such a freaking jerk. Deb defends herself: "I'm away for ten days out of the month, tops." He snaps, "When you are here you work until all hours." Deb retorts, "And do you want to know why, Dan? Because ever since you've started this basketball stuff, you've slowly been stealing him from me. I feel irrelevant." Blah she raises money for good causes, blah she matters out there, blah he shuts her out of Nathan's life blah. Dan snaps, "Shut you out? Work has always come first with you." This man takes megalomania to a whole new level. It's like he's got a giant blame-thrower in the back of his mind that refuses to let any kind of adult sense of responsibility settle in; it just rolls off like rain on leaves. Deb says she's tried to hard to balance both her work life and her home life. Dan shouts, "He's a good kid!" Deb retorts, "Based on what? His scoring average?" Dan quiets down; he tells her that he just wants what's best for their son, whatever is going to make him happy. Deb: "Well, the something's not working, Dan, because that kid I saw tonight is anything but happy." And with that, she leaves the room. You go Deb!