Coach Long: You know what, Lil? Uh, I was thinking on the way to the car, and, um, this ain't right. No, no. No, this ain't right. Mr. Davidson!
Lillian: Uh.
Coach Long: No, no, no, let... let... let... Let me handle this. Okay? Man-to-man.
Lillian: Cliff...
Coach Long: Mr. Davidson!
Mr. Davidson: Yes, Cliff?
Coach Long: We cannot let this woman leave. Okay? She is too vital of an asset to this company.
Mr. Davidson: Uh, Cliff, I don't think you under...
Coach Long: No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. L-Listen to me. We need to give her whatever she needs to make her stay. Hell, she can have my parking spot.
Dean: Oh, he... he doesn't know that...
Mr. Davidson: Fine, Cliff. She gets your spot. Welcome back. [exits]
Coach Long: You're welcome. [runs after Davidson] Uh, uh, M-Mr. Davidson? Uh, I'm... I'm sorry. I...
Lillian: All that, even without wearing a dress.