Nick: I just feel like I'm falling apart. Like, my brain feels like spaghetti. And my future feels like a dark hole that I can't stop falling down.
Coach: You can't show her this pain. Or she'll freak out and it'll be over, okay? I wish someone would've told me that when Malia and I broke up.
[flashback:]
Coach: [crying] Malia, I'm in pain and I want you to know! [sobbing] I want to get this pain out of my body! [retching] I haven't seen her since.
[present:]
Coach: I still read her e-mails, though. Every day.
Nick: Every day.
Coach: Every damn day.
Nick: Every day.