Coach: Sam, Diane. Kids, hold on, please. Look, I'm beginning to see the light here. You both have something to tell me but you both don't have the guts to tell me, right?
Sam: Well, I do, Diane doesn't.
Coach: Well then, what is it? Say it. Come on, Sam. Say it. Look, when you were a drunk and nobody told you, I told you you were a drink, didn't l? I told you?
Sam: Over and over again.
Coach: Well, you really were a drunk, Sam.
Sam: I know.
Coach: I mean, you were really a drunk, Sam.
Sam: Hey, hey, hey. Don't start again.
Coach: Look, what kind of a friendship is it, is it so weak that we can't just come out and tell each other the truth?
Sam: You're right. You're right. We just don't want you hanging around us so much.
Coach: If you don't want me, it's fine. I'm not mad. It's fine. I'll see you. But, Sam, you really were a drunk.