Friday Night Lights Page #2

good day to think about responsibility.

It's a good day to ask yourself,

if on a personal level...

you're willing to accept that...

if you're willing to accept

the responsibility that you have...

to protect this team

and this school and this town.

And make no mistake

about it, gentlemen,

we are in the business

of protecting this town.

We're in the business

of winning.

The expectations

couldn't be any higher.

We will win state.

We will win state.

Can you be perfect?

Mojo.

- No, I'm all right.

- Come on, Mike. Live a little.

- He's not going out, either.

- Yeah, he is.

Mike, you're going out tonight.

If I have anything to say about it,

you're gonna get laid too.

Billingsley. Billingsley.

Party at Taylor's house now, Billingsley.

You better be there. Gonna get wasted.

Party at Taylor's house.

Billingsley!

Isn't that guy, like, 35?

Mike. Here's your mom's food.

How much?

No, no. Don't worry about it.

It's on us. It's on us.

- How's she doin', by the way?

- You never give me free food, David.

- I just gave you free food.

- Oh yeah. Oh yeah, I forgot about that.

- Say hi to your mom, huh?

- Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

Stay out of jail, Billingsley.

- We're not goin' home, Mike.

- I ain't goin' out drunk foolin'.

How 'bout I bring your mom some dinner

so you can come out with us?

Because we're gonna get laid,

and we're gonna get drunk, and we're

gonna win state, but not tonight.

All right?

You been blessed, Mike,

'cause we got a runner.

He's gonna make us all look good.

So I'm telling you to lighten up.

All you gotta do is exist in

those two seconds between snap,

and you givin' Boobie the ball.

- So lighten up, Mike.

- Mike.

- How you doin'?

- Hey, Brian.

How's old Gaines treatin' you?

Got you all perfect?

We gettin' there.

- All right. How's your mama?

- Fine, sir.

All right. You mind if we

get a shot real quick...

- ... with the kid, little picture?

- Shot?

- Yeah, little picture.

- Yeah, sure.

Here. All right, sweetie.

Just take a picture.

My baby girl and the next Texas

state championship quarterback, huh?

Where's the damn camera?

Winchell, boy, you remember every

minute of this. I'm tellin' you right now.

You're 17, but it goes fast.

Don't sleep. Don't waste a second of it.

'Cause before you know it,

it's done.

Nothin' but babies and memories.

You hear me?

Babies and memories. Smile, sweetheart.

Give us a smile. Say Mojo. Say Mojo.

I tell you what, why don't you

hold on to her for a little while?

Babysit her for us for a couple hours.

We're gonna go get a drink.

We'll be back in a little bit.

All right. I'm kiddin' with ya.

Come here. Come here, sweet...

Come here, sweetie. Let's go

back over to Mama. All right.

Thank you. Thank you.

Hey, hey. Bring it home, huh?

Bring one of these home.

Get you one of these.

Christian, get you one of these.

Boys? Right here.

Come up here a second.

Got some change for you.

Wanna go to that party?

Just for a little bit?

It's tricky to rock a rhyme

To rock a rhyme that's right on time

It's tricky, It's tricky,

tricky Tricky, tricky

It's tricky to rock a rhyme

To rock a rhyme that's right on time

It's tricky T-t-t-tricky, tricky

I met this little girlie

Her hair was...

What I saw was speed out there,

but uh, where's the beef, Coach?

- I saw me some small boys.

- They're small.

- I think we're gonna be okay.

- On defense?

- Yes, ma'am. I firmly believe that.

- We got some backs. We're about, what, 180?

Tricky, tricky, tricky

It's tricky to rock a rhyme To rock a

rhyme that's right on time, it's tricky

Hi, Mike.

- I'm Melissa.

- I know who you are.

- You do?

- Everybody knows who you are, Melissa.

Everybody knows

who you are, Mike.

Is that right?

- Whole lot of... Arab oil embargo.

- Oh, God.

Don't talk about that.

Midland Lee likes to bust

it up the middle, too.

- You're right about that.

- You know what you should do?

You should play Boobie Miles defense.

Work him both ways.

The problem with that is I don't want to get

him hurt. We need him to score touchdowns.

Bullshit. That big n*gger

ain't gonna break.

You wanna beat Midland Lee,

you play him middle linebacker.

- Break some heads out there.

- Are you ready for Midland Lee, coach?

I got a letter from the government

The other day I opened and read it

This is not about Boobie.

This is about the fact that

we're sittin' here...

...in the stairwell,

while they're out there.

- I wanna be with a ball carrier.

- Baby, Boobie is...

Don't you Baby, Boobie me.

I wanna see somethin'.

Can I get a touchdown? How 'bout

that? Can I get a touchdown?

- Why don't you have a girlfriend?

- I don't know.

Why doesn't he have a girlfriend?

Is that a rule or somethin'?

No, not really.

Well, then,

why don't you have a girlfriend?

- Just don't.

- Are you gay?

- What?

- Is he gay?

- I'm not gay.

- Can you prove it?

Coach, here's to the start of

your second season as our head coach.

- We're here, we believe in you and Sharon.

- Thank you.

To sittin' here in December

as the state champions of Texas.

- Let's bring 'em hell. Go Mojo!

- Go Mojo!

- Go Mojo!

- Bring us some glory, Coach.

That's what I say

- Don't need nothin' but a good time

- Go! Go! Go!

Why isn't anyone allowed

at your house?

People come over.

When?

Is your mother really crazy?

No.

Are you crazy?

Do I look crazy?

Look like someone who's gonna get

the hell out of Odessa, Texas one day...

and never look back.

Seriously works for me.

See ya.

Get in here, boy.

- Come on. Get this off.

- Ow.

That's good.

Ow!

Take my shoes...

- Don't get so prude.

- Stop. We're on your couch.

Something for everybody. Oh.

Let's go to your room.

- Let's go to your bedroom.

- Dad, can you just go back to bed, please?

Who's this? This Melissa?

- Yes.

- Maria.

How you doin', Maria?

Damn, girl. You have grown up.

Dad, please.

Can you just go back to bed?

What happened to my lamp?

- Hey, y'all. What's goin' on?

- Hey, Flippy.

- Hi, Maria.

- What happened to my lamp?

- I dropped it.

- Yeah, you dropped it.

That makes perfect sense, huh?

He dropped it. Can't hold on to the lamp,

can't hold on to the football.

I can hold on to the football, Dad,

now get the hell out of here!

Little fumble,

can't hold on to the football.

Since when can you hold

on to the football?

I haven't seen it.

Y'all don't do it today?

How about yesterday?

You hold on to the football yesterday?

Have you seen him hold on to the football?

How 'bout tomorrow? You gonna hold

on to it tomorrow? How 'bout now?

- Can you hold... hold on to the football.

- Goddamn it, Dad.

- Dad.

- Maybe this'll help.

- What are you doing?

- Hold... on... to... the football!

Dad! Goddamn it, Dad!

Knock it off!

That's enough.

I don't think we've felt this kind of

expectation in years.

If Winchell shows up

like we know he can,

even a short passing game to give Boobie

Miles a couple of feet of cushion...

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