Carla: I'm going home.
Sam: Carla, before you do, we want you to take this from us. It's to help out with the kid. We'd kind of like it to be our kid, too.
[Carla hugs Coach and Sam]
Diane: [sings] When you walk through a storm Hold your head up high And don't be afraid of the dark [talks] Everybody, come on. [all sing] At the end of a storm is a golden light And the sweet silver song of a lark Walk on through the wind Walk on through the rain Though your dreams be tossed and blown Walk on, walk on With hope in your heart And you'll never walk alone You'll never walk alone