Adam: What are you doing?
Coach Mellor: Just sodding over a beautiful pickleball court. Thinking about putting some azaleas right there, maybe a lovely crushed-stone path where you're standing. So long forever, my special pickle.
Adam: I know this is a big blow, but this yard is gonna be a charming outdoor area for entertaining.
Coach Mellor: Just say your piece.
Adam: I wanted to stop by and say thanks.
Coach Mellor: Thanks for what? You didn't make the team.
Adam: Yeah. But you never gave up on me. I- I know you don't feel like a coach, but I still think you're one of the best.
Coach Mellor: Yeah. Truth be told, it was kinda nice getting out there.
Adam: Well, you should know, letterman jacket or not, you've always inspired me. And you'll always be my coach.
Coach Mellor: Damn it, Goldberg, you know absolutely nothing about physical fitness, but you always seem to be able to give my heart a workout. [hands Adam a letterman jacket]
Adam: W- What's this for?
Coach Mellor: Well, as far as I'm concerned, you'll always be first string on the team of life.
Adam: [chuckles] That's not a thing.
Coach Mellor: Just put it on. Now, bring it in for a standing dog pile.