Previously on Necessary Roughness...
You are running your best player into the ground.
Pittman: That's what he gets paid the big bucks for.
I am gonna save this team.
But I'm gonna do it my way.
Zetty? Back off of T.K.
Zetty: We came up with Terrence. We know how to protect him.
T.K.: I keep waking up in the middle of the night in cold sweats.
I don't feel safe.
I got to get out of here.
You coming or what?
Trainer: Ready, set, go!
[ Stopwatch beeps ]
[ Whistle blows ]
Dani: The scouting Combine --
the annual proving ground for college seniors
who dream of becoming pro players...
Three grueling days where future superstars
are separated from potential first-round busts...
[ Rock music plays ]
Trainer: There you go! Come on! Come on!
[ Players shouting ]
Good, good, good, good, good, good, good!
This is the moment of truth --
the moment your whole life has been leading toward.
We got 22 at 225 pounds.
Damon Razor, East Mississippi State,
let's go.
That's it.
And the question everyone's asking --
are you or are you not the real deal?
[ Grunts ] Man: Pick it up!
Come on, now!
[ Gasps ]
Come on.
Aw, man.
Aw.
Eight reps -- eight reps at 225.
[ Door opens ]
Is there something going on with your workbench?
I mean, are these weights regulation?
I'm pretty sure weights are weights, T.K.
Breakfast.
Thank you. How thoughtful.
Look, I'm sorry about the garage,
but, you know, with my kids...inside,
I just didn't want them to get the wrong idea.
I got a fix for that.
Why don't you and I... [ Speaking indistinctly ]
and then that way, you're not lying to your kids.
You won't give them the wrong idea.
You know what I'm saying?
[ Laughs ]
Yo, you been running through my mind since high school.
[ Chuckles ] You weren't "T.K." then.
You were Terry King, Derrick's little buddy,
120 pounds soaking wet, with that nappy fade.
I'm all T.K. now.
And I'm all business now.
All business. Well, tell you what.
Why don't we take that business and turn it into..."Business"?
Don't you have football stuff you should be doing?
Off-season.
What about you being shot?
Aren't you in some sort of rehab?
Yeah, way ahead of schedule.
Okay, you know what? [ Chuckles ]
I got crap I got to do, T.K.
So, you're all about business.
I get it.
Tell you what.
I'll pay you.
[ Scoffs ] For what, babysitting?
Protection.
You want me to protect you?
There's just something about you that makes me feel safe.
[ Scoffs ]
It's your cash.
Just stay out of my way.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
[ Growls ] T.K., where are you?
Ray Jr.: Jesus. The Hawks are a mess. - Huh?
"Talk radio was lit up with commentators and fans
"questioning the player cuts
by newly installed G.M., owner Marshall Pittman."
Have you met him -- Pittman?
Unfortunately.
How nuts is he?
Breakfast -- consume. Then go.
I can't eat that.
Say what?
Do you have any idea what goes on
in the slaughterhouse where that breakfast came from, Mom?
He's gone vegetarian.
Vegan, to be exact.
Oh, what? Vegetarian wasn't pretentious enough for you?
Oh, and -- shocker --
you'll never guess who else is a vegetarian.
Vegan.
Her name starts with "O" and ends with "livia."
Okay, I get it -- you guys don't like Olivia.
I never said that.
It's in your look.
I don't have a look.
That look.
And that look.
Okay, well, you got to admit that it's weird that
Olivia shows up and suddenly we don't recognize you.
Okay, well, in that case, I guess you don't need
a ride to school -- stranger danger.
Look, mom, I'm sorry.
I can no longer be a part of the tyranny of carnivores.
[ Plate slides ]
[ Rock music plays ]
Hey. I missed you in my bed last night.
I missed being in any bed last night.
Oh.
Did you sleep at all?
I spent the night watching players invited to the Combine,
looking for a diamond in the rough.
With a new sheriff in town, this might be my opportunity
to get to the player personnel side.
Speaking of player personnel...
T.K. did not show up for rehab -- again.
Did he call?
Nope. Complete radio silence.
This is bad.
You don't have to tell me.
For every day that he's AWOL, it means it's less likely
he's gonna be ready to start the season.
And I hate to say it,
but if he's not ready to come in here and do the work,
we're gonna have to draft a new wide receiver.
What?
Purnell: Austin Hackett, defensive tackle from ASU,
is our biggest target in the first,
so I want to compare his strength numbers
to what he lifted in college.
And let's keep an eye on the corner from Miami.
He's our second-round pick.
You don't have those picks anymore.
I traded our first two picks to Dallas
for four lower picks and cash considerations.
Side note -- I'm now the proud owner
of a racehorse called backstretch Louie.
Uh, Marshall, is this -- is this a joke?
Knock, knock.
What?
Knock, knock.
Who's there?
Interrupting team owner. Interrupting --
the only joke is rookies making vast sums of money
who've never proven a damn thing.
Now, from here forward, while I'm G.M., I expect you all
to find me first-round talent in the third round.
Okay?
So, who's got that name?
Hmm? Who's got that name?
What about Damon Razor?
You mean the kid currently dropping trou at the Combine?
The little guy?
That's what they said about Wes Welker and DeSean Jackson.
Yes, he's little, but he's quick.
He's got great hands, he finds the gaps,
and, most importantly, he moves the chains.
If T.K. comes back,
Razor makes an immediate impact as a slot receiver.
And, if T.K. struggles, I think the kid's got enough talent
to develop into a number-one.
You see him on the bench press?
For all we know, he's got some flesh-wasting disease.
The kid's sinking like a stone on everybody's draft board.
Well, then, he should come cheapo.
Perfect!
Donnally, take a look under Razor's hood.
And Dr. Feelgood does psych evals
of all our prospective draftees, right?
Get him on her list.
Now, if no one minds, I need to see a man about a horse.
That horse better be able to sack the quarterback.
Coach was throwing some attitude back there.
And screwed up my knock-knock joke.
If the guy's voicing his dissension publicly,
who knows what he's saying in private?
Well, your guess is as good as mine.
I've never been a fan of guessing.
My soon-to-be ex-wife's sharks are looking for chum.
If there are enemies in our ranks,
I want them in hand before her people get to them.
Start with Coach, then cast a wide net.
Wiretapping?
You have a problem with this?
Did I say I have a problem?
This is fun!
Like the old days.
♪ Baby, work your magic on me ♪
♪ Necessary Roughness 2x03 ♪ Wide Deceiver Original Air Date on June 20, 2012
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No need to be nervous Eamon.
I know -- routine psych evaluation.
I did this with Boston and Baltimore,
but that was before I started screwing up the Combine.
That what you want to talk about?
I just want to talk about you.
So, let's see -- you were born in Biloxi.
Yeah -- put up for adoption,
moved between three different families.
All good people, kind.
None of those weird foster families
that end up on the news, you know?
Mm-hmm.
[ Pages turn ]
I see that you did well in school --
third in your high-school class
and top 5% on the S.A.T.S in your district.
That's very impressive.
Not if you knew where I grew up.
Not many parents have the cash for S.A.T. prep
when you're living in the middle of cows and cotton.
Right, but you broke a ton of high-school receiving records.
And you got scholarship offers
from Auburn and -- what? -- Florida.
Top 10 college-football programs, right?
So, what made you decide
to go to East Mississippi State instead?
It was...close to home,
and it was... sort of more my speed.
Your speed?
Look, Dr. Santino,
I went to a small high school, a Division II college.
I've never had to compete against the big boys before,
and maybe my performance here is just who I really am.
Meaning?
If I'm honest with myself, I'm a seventh-rounder
who people are mistaking for a first-round pick.
Matt: Seventh-round draft pick?
If that's how the kid sees himself,
I got to go back to Pittman, tell him I got this one wrong.
No, no. Wait a minute, okay? Don't freak out.
Damon agreed to let me work with him
before the pass drills, and let's just see
if we can get him to believe what you believe.
[ Scoffs ] Which is?
[ Cellphone chimes ]
Which is that his talent is real.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
Oh, boy.
T.K.?
[ Sighs ]
Egg-free mayonnaise and soy jerky.
That's Ray Jay's grocery list.
Yeah.
Don't ask.
Listen, is Razor --
is he being brought in to replace T.K.?
You can't replace somebody who isn't even here.
Right.
T.K.: Oh, man.
Old Darby's store, where I used to get porn and soda.
Oh, and the spot where I rounded the bases with Shelly Wilson.
Oh, yeah. [ Laughs ]
Well, that's the abandoned lot
where Harold Jones got stabbed...
The liquor store that got jacked two days ago.
Wow. You're such a romantic.
Just being real. Memory lane ain't all it's cracked up to be.
Yeah, well, reality ain't all it's cracked up to be, either.
Hmm. Rehab's going well, huh?
Right.
You know, when it was on the news about you being shot,
the neighborhood was just buzzing, worried about you.
Whole neighborhood was buzzing, huh?
But not you? You weren't tripping?
Please. I knew you'd bounce back.
That's where we're headed.
Winky Dog? Mm-hmm.
You're running guns from Winky Dog?
You got a problem with that?
No! I-I love Winky Dog.
I remember that commercial.
Homeboy in the dog suit, big smile,
he'd be winking at you.
♪ Winky Dog, Winky Dog ♪ okay.
♪ Don't settle for no rinky dog ♪
[ Sighs ]
Developed by the NSA.
Adaptable to any cellphone.
Picks up voices at 50 feet.
And it's clean?
Like it was vacuumed, hand-scrubbed,
and dipped in peroxide.
Yes. It's clean. It's my guy.
No ties to you or the Hawks.
So, Pittman has gone full Nixon, huh?
So what does that make you -- Haldeman?
[ Scoffs ]
Refuse Pittman's request, he will squash you like a tick.
Go along with it -- oy. Wiretapping?
That will get the FBI up your ass.
Is there a question here, Tony?
No.
Good.
[ Sighs ]
[ Blues music plays, bells jingle ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
I'll be right back.
[ Bell rings ]
Terrence King dog?
[ Laughs ]
Terry? Terry King?
Slim! Is that -- is that you?
What's up, boy? How you doin'? What you doing here?
My Uncle owns the joint. I'm just here helping out.
Slinging dogs.
No. No, no. I'm a manager.
Yeah. I got in a little trouble, you know,
and once you got a record, it's hard to find a job.
Yeah. But you run the joint?
Yeah, I'm running it into the ground.
[ Both laugh ]
Well, you got to blame your menu for that one, dude.
I mean, hey, I'm flattered that you've got the Terrence king dog.
But what you got on there, like, what?
Two all-beef hot dogs, ketchup, mustard, and slaw?
You better throw some macadamia nuts, some goat cheese,
and some hot sauce on there if you want the King to like it.
[ Laughs ] I'll tell you what -- when you buy my Uncle out,
you can make the menu whatever you'd like.
[ Bells jingle ]
Dude, check it! It's T.K.! How you feeling, T.K.?
Will you sign my shirt?
Yo, I would love to, little man,
but all I got is condiments and relish.
Buy me a King dog.
Yeah, buy me a King dog, too.
Yeah. What the hell? You know what, Slim?
Winky Dogs for all my friends!
Yeah!
Oh, dear God.
Hey, we're putting together a little kale salad
with tofu, mushies, and radish sprouts.
Are you hungry?
Yes -- for food.
[ Refrigerator door opens ]
Mmm!
Really?
You can't wait to stench up the kitchen?
Nope. Sorry.
You know, you should read "The China Study."
It's the most comprehensive study of nutrition ever --
shows a connection between animal-based food and disease.
Hmm.
You know what else I need?
[ Singsong voice ] Bacon!
All right, Damon, you've done this one before, right?
Balls are just gonna keep coming at you.
- You just... catch and release? - That's it.
All right, guys, let's put him through it.
All right, let's give it to him. Set...
Go!
Set.
Come on. Come on. No, no, no! Find your --
find your quarterback. Come on. Find --
[ grunting ]
Dani: Hey, guys. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up. Hold up.
Give me a sec.
Talk to her for a second.
Come talk to me.
What's going on through your head?
I don't know.
What do you think those guys have that you don't?
They're the real deal.
They got hands, focus, rhythm.
All right, just work with me for a second.
I want to try something.
Every time a ball is fired at you,
I want you to say out loud, "I have the hands.
I have the focus. I have the rhythm."
Out loud? Yep.
Look, I'd rather --
Come on. Do it for me. What are you gonna lose?
Okay, Doc.
Yes!
Go ahead.
Matt: Okay. We're gonna do it again.
Are you good?
[ Chuckles ]
Come on, now. You've got this.
Mm-hmm.
All right, we set?
Go! [ Stopwatch beeps ]
What do you have?!
I have the hands.
Louder!
I have the focus!
Can't hear you!
I have the rhythm! Matt: Nice.
Louder! What do you got?
I have the hands! I have the focus! I have the rhythm!
I've got the hands, got the focus,
I have the rhythm!
[ Matt laughs ]
Better.
I have the hands.
You have the hands!
Nice.
Yeah.
He doesn't believe that he deserves those successes.
And against the best players in the country...
The voice in his head tells him he's an impostor,
and he loses confidence, and then
his on-field performance mirrors the script in his head.
Now we just got to hope he doesn't play so well
that someone snatches him before our pick.
Yeah. Don't get too excited.
That was just an exercise away from all the scrutiny.
Honey, listen, um...
oh, boy.
I need to apologize for something in advance.
What?
Mmm.
I knew you were gonna do that.
Oh, you so did not know I was doing that. Mm-hmm.
You're not gonna suddenly wake up one day
and demand that I make you dairy- and gluten-free lasagna,
are you?
Is this about your kids again?
No.
It's just -- you know, everything is going so well.
[ Clears throat ]
And it's just in my nature
to obsess about what's gonna screw it all up.
Well, have you ever considered the possibility
that nothing is going to screw this up?
Hmm. Have you met me?
Thankfully.
[ Cellphone chimes ]
[ Both groan ]
Don't you move a muscle.
[ Cellphone beeps ]
More gluten-free tofurkey?
No.
It's T.K. he wants to meet me.
Back at your office?
Not exactly.
[ Bells jingle ]
[ Indistinct conversations ]
Hello.
Ohh. Sorry.
[ Blues music plays ]
T.K.: Dr. "D"! What's up?
Hey, now.
Let me hook you up.
You look like a dessert girl.
Darryl Strawberry shake [singsong voice] with nuts.
[ Laughs ] Uh, no.
It's a little early for dessert.
And, um, I-I thought that you wanted to talk.
I do.
Okay.
But my office
is a little more conducive to talking than here.
Well, conduce this -- it's gonna be a real short conversation.
I'm not coming back to your office.
I'm not coming back to football.
Why not?
'Cause my checks now say "Winky Dog"!
I just bought this place.
Welcome to my new life.
[ Laughs ]
All right, so here's what I'm thinking about
for the Dani dog, right?
You got your own.
Italian sausage, peppers, and a dash of red hot.
[ Laughs ]
Wait a second.
So, are -- are you saying that you are gonna leave football
so that you can work at the Winky Dog?
Oh -- do-do-do-do.
Own the Winky Dog.
I own this place.
And then branch out --
just start here, branch out, franchise,
be like the Magic Johnson of the East Coast.
Revitalize the whole community.
Okay.
Well, I admire your desire to give back.
But what about your career?
Are you asking for me or the team?
I'm asking for you.
Terrence, you got to know that, in your absence,
the Hawks are scouting receivers.
Yeah.
That's football for you. That's how it goes.
I mean, I got my signing check.
I don't need the nonsense of football.
It's just full of pain and agony and pressure and disloyalty.
I'm good on that.
Okay.
If that's how you really feel, then I'm happy for you.
But this will all be here when you're done with football.
I just want to make sure
that you're not leaving for the wrong reasons.
Like what?
Like...
you're afraid you might fail.
No.
I can come back whenever I want to.
It's just that, with the Hawks, I'm T.K., right?
But here...
I'm Terry King from down the block.
I like that guy.
They like that guy.
That's big for me, Doc.
[ Whistle blows ]
Host: Let's bring in that new mystery challenger.
Hey.
Where's Ray Jay?
He had to go to the store. We ran out of hemp milk.
I know you don't like me.
No.
It's just -- you and Ray Jay, it's a little intense.
Yeah, I guess intense is who I am.
But you got to be who you are, right?
Like you.
You've got this cool,
proto-hippie-chic thing happening.
[ Chuckling ] I do?
Totally.
The hair is mostly modern.
Clothes are a little retro.
You're definitely making a statement.
[ Chuckles ]
I'm not sure what I'm doing, really.
Well, I think it's pretty cool.
Trainer: Aaron Carter, Georgia Tech.
Go!
Is that Cal Wooler,
defensive coordinator from Houston?
[ Whistle blows ]
Matt: Well, it sure looks like him.
What the hell is Pittman doing talking to Cal Wooler?
Trainer: Damon Razor, East Mississippi State!
All right, come on, man.
Man: There you go!
[ Whistle blows ] Go!
[ Stopwatch beeps ]
Well, not a complete horror show.
But he's better than this, right?
Yes -- a lot.
Guess we'll have to see how he does on his Wonderlic.
Matt: What do you mean, T.K.'s retiring?
Did you try and talk him out of it?
No, I'm -- I'm giving him some space,
you know, and let him work it out on his own.
I don't know.
This is just not good, Dani.
[ Sighs ]
I really, really want to crawl into a bottle of Pinot
and just clog my arteries with some fried chicken.
Oh.
I got to call you back.
Okay.
[ Laughter ]
Linds? Honey?
Do you know where Ray Jay --
oh.
Hey, Ms. Santino.
What do you think of Lindsay's new hair?
Did you know that I'm proto-hippie-chic?
I did not know that.
Oh, Mom, I hope you don't mind,
but Olivia and I cleaned out the fridge.
Oh, yeah. We got rid of all the nitrates.
That fridge was a cancer farm.
[ Sirens wailing in distance ]
Hey.
You ain't running guns in church, are you?
No!
[ Laughs ]
I give money to the church.
Oh. [ Laughs ]
10% of everything I make.
That's the deal I made with myself
when I took over Derrick's business.
That's dope.
I used to spend all my Sundays ignoring Pastor Joshua
and just dreaming about playing for the Hawks.
Your dream came true.
Some of my dreams.
[ Choir singing ]
Oh, my God. [ Laughs ]
What's up, baby?
I mean, you were smokin' in the choir. Come on.
I was wearing full-length robes.
I'm saying, you were making
the whole full-length-robe choir attire work.
Oh, was I, really? Yeah, you were pulling that off, girl.
You were pulling that off.
[ Laughs ] Don't let it go to your head.
Oh. Mm-hmm.
I mean, who am I, really?
I'm just one of your brother's little friends.
You ain't got to think about me or even worry about me,
even if I do get shot.
You don't ever give up, do you?
Just keep fighting. That's how you make it to the league.
[ Laughs ]
Speaking of -- I saw the little white lady
you were talking to over at Winky Dog.
She didn't look like she was there for the wieners.
T.K.
It's time for you to go home.
"Z," I am home.
Really? If you don't...
[ Laughs ]
Nico, what are you doing?
Just putting the results of the Wonderlic on your desk.
Why is Pittman meeting with Cal Wooler?
Is my defensive coordinator about to be replaced?
No, no. No, no. Bigger.
Have I already lost complete control of this team?
Is Pittman determined to do whatever the hell he wants
regardless of whether it makes any football sense?
I can't answer that.
Can't or won't?
Damon Razor's Wonderlic --
make a point of looking at his score.
Dani: He got a 9?
I take it that's bad?
Bottom 25%.
Ohh.
How in the hell does a guy that smart
get all these questions wrong?
Oh.
Because he wants to get them wrong.
Hey, Damon, can we talk for a sec?
I don't really have time.
Um, let me just get some food, and then give me two minutes.
Dr. Santino --
Two minutes.
Hello.
Can I please get some coffee and a crumb-cake thingy
and also a veggie sandwich with cheese?
Cheese is 50 cents extra.
That's fine. Add that.
And also throw in some Snyder's pretzels.
What's that -- like, uh, 11 bucks?
It's $13.50.
It's $14.69 with tax.
Wow.
What?
You're a straight-A student,
and yet you tank the Wonderlic.
You have caught every pass since high school,
and yet, suddenly, today you got a case of the dropsies.
If you have a question, ask it already.
Damon, why are you purposely screwing up the Combine?
I'm a seventh-round draft pick, okay? That's what I am.
Why the hell can't people just accept that?
Mr. Pittman? You wanted to see --
whoa. What is that?
You know how every game starts
with a hawk flying through the stadium?
I'm thinking, what could be more regal than a hawk?
A hawk with its own horse.
Quite a performance by your boy at the Wonderlic yesterday.
Yeah, 9 -- not so good.
Not so good? My grandmother could get a 9.
She's been dead for 15 years.
Okay, so, say a team owner put a gun to your head,
told you any chance you have
to make it over to the player personnel side
is riding on Damon Razor.
Would you still draft him?
I've watched hours of film on this kid,
and that's the player that I think that we'd get.
So, barring something crazy happening
between now and the draft, yes.
With a gun to my head, I still recommend drafting Damon Razor.
You know what's better than a hawk on a horse?
A hawk with a hat on a horse.
[ Car alarm deactivates ]
Hi. Ohh!
Ugh.
T.K.'s hiding in Newark, isn't he?
What -- did you pop out of the glove compartment?
You texted me.
Not about T.K.
So, then... what do you need me for?
[ Breathes deeply ]
What is the difference
between a first-round pick and a seventh-round pick?
They're not as good.
We pay them less money.
No, no, I mean, in terms of what you do.
First-rounders, I give the team a dossier --
everything from their first breath
to what they took out of the minibar
in their hotel room at the Combine.
And what about a seventh-round guy?
Less investment, less scrutiny.
Mm.
I need you to look into Damon Razor
as if he were a first-round draft pick, okay?
Are you asking me this based on professional interest,
or is it because your boyfriend's ass
is very much on the line with Pittman?
I happen to think
that everybody's ass is on the line with Pittman.
Well, with Marshall, it's like swimming with sharks.
You just do what you can not to get eaten.
Well, all's I know about sharks
is what I learned on "Shark Week,"
and that is if they attack,
you just got to punch them in the nose.
Hmm. I'll take that under advisement.
You do that. Okay.
Yes, the New York Hawks made the playoffs,
but they have needs -- defensive tackle, corner,
and the biggest single question going into this season
is how Terrence King's recovery is going.
Yo, Terry, it's your turn. Let's go.
And will he ever return to all-pro form?
Yo, Zett, look at us.
Got the crew back together,
doing a little drinking, throwing some bones.
You mean you losing at bones.
Oh, I'm losing at bones, huh? Really? Really?
Then what is this?
Domino, bitch!
[ Laughs ] Cough it up.
I don't remember nobody saying we was playing for money.
[ Laughs ] Ain't much changed.
What the hell's that supposed to mean?
It means that you were always cheap and squirrelly.
[ Laughs ]
No more than you was a quitter back in the day.
Yeah, you was about to bail out on football
'cause you couldn't get off the bench.
Don't get it twisted -- the only reason
why you got on the field is 'cause I blew out my knee.
I don't remember it that way.
Maybe 'cause once you became a starter, you thought
you was better than us.
Well, it's even now.
See, we're both out of football, with bum wheels.
You and I -- we're the same now.
We ain't the same, Slim.
Really? Really.
I think we are, gimpy.
Ugh!
Step off, Slim.
[ Gun cocks ]
All right, show's over. Everybody out.
Now.
Move.
[ Gun uncocks ]
[ Bells jingle ]
Matt: Cornrows?
Yes. [ Sighs ]
And because of the cult of Olivia,
Ray Jay's the next Che Guevara
and Lindsay looks like Bo Derek.
I'm sure it's just a phase.
Mm.
Like my G.I. Joe phase when I was 9.
[ Laughing ] What do you mean? As in the action figure?
As in, I set up an elaborate obstacle course in my backyard
and started wearing army fatigues to church.
Ho ho!
How did that go over?
You got to understand something about my dad.
He started throwing me balls before I could stand.
So he had a plan, and suddenly
I was throwing that all away to go fight the Russians.
Oh, you know, he rode me a bit.
Then I just think he realized
if the military was my thing, then he couldn't stop me.
But it wasn't your thing.
Yeah, soon enough, we tore down the obstacle course
and put up a basketball hoop.
Ah.
Which -- I don't know.
It's just -- that's a great parenting move, you know.
He let me figure it out on my own, which I agree with.
One day, when I have kids,
then I am going to remember that lesson.
But I don't have kids, so I am sharing it with you.
[ Sighs ]
You okay?
Yeah.
Told you I needed your protection.
No, you don't.
Maybe I just want it.
What are you doing?
You really think I wasn't worried about you
when you got shot?
Of course I was worried.
[ Knock on door ]
Hey.
I dug up some information on Razor
you might find interesting.
What is it?
There is no chance that Damon Razor
is ever gonna become a New York Hawk.
Why?
Because Damon Razor is dead.
Yo, "Z."
Hey.
Morning.
Where we headed?
I am headed to Philly.
All right.
Well, let me take a shower real quick.
Give me like five minutes.
Actually, give me like 15. I'm gonna stretch this leg out.
I'll be right with you.
No. You won't.
Look.
[ Chuckles ]
T.K., you came home, you played hero,
you even got to hit this.
But I live in the real world.
That's the world I want to live in.
No. You don't.
The real world is for me and Slim --
people who don't have a choice.
You do.
I'm starting to think maybe I don't.
Well, if it were me, I'd sure as hell go find out.
[ Knock on door ]
Who's this guy you got going to my friends,
asking questions about me?
[ Sighs ]
You seem angry.
Yeah, I am.
It's a complex emotion for a dead man.
Damon Razor died from heart failure
at 6 years old in 1997.
But you knew that already.
What's your real name?
Mnh.
If you go, I won't stop you.
I will never say a word.
But if you leave and never deal with this,
then you're never gonna have the chance
to reach your full potential.
My name --
my name is Bryce Abbott.
As a kid, I was little --
the runt.
But I loved football.
I could just never make a team.
So, when I was forced out of the foster system at 18,
I saw an opportunity to change my life.
I stole someone's identity
and re-enrolled as a high-school freshman.
I never thought it would amount to anything,
but suddenly I'm a star --
all-state, college offers, people looking at me.
But if anyone looked too hard...
It could all end.
That's why you wanted to stay low on the draft boards.
No one's gonna look too hard at a seventh-rounder.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
I just don't know what to do now.
You tell the truth.
And you play football the way you know you can.
You were a kid. You made a mistake.
But you are not an impostor where football is concerned.
[ Whistle blows ]
How much trouble is this guy in?
Nico said if we draft him,
the team will help clear up the identity issues.
If we draft him? I don't care if his real name is Jerry Rice.
It still doesn't change what we've seen here at the Combine.
Well, Coach, you got to understand
he was purposely tanking.
He's still gonna have issues with his confidence,
but now he's freed up to show us who he really is.
Which one of you knew?
- What is he talking about? - I have no idea.
Terrence King's agent is asking about retirement papers.
Did he tell any of you
that he was planning on walking with my $7 million?
T.K.: Whoo!
The prodigal son has returned!
Make way, peons of the press. I got to confab with my peeps.
Dr. "D"! Matty "D"! Big boss man, how you doin'?
Hey, Coach.
Mr. King. Lovely to see you.
Lovely to be seen, Mr. Pittman.
What are you doing here, Terrence?
Same as these punks.
Here to run.
[ Exhales ]
Hmm.
You don't have to do this.
Man said he wants to see me run.
And can you run?
Like Kunta Kinte before the foot surgery, girl.
[ Chuckles ]
What are we hoping to see today?
Well, the fastest time for a wide receiver's been a 4.38.
I think Razor might catch that.
And my $7 million man?
If T.K. breaks a 6, it'll be a miracle.
You're mighty nervous there, rook.
I get it.
You don't want to lose to the one-lung, one-leg gimp.
Now, remember -- relaxation equals speed.
Going off you, kid.
♪ Grab your coat and grab your hat ♪
♪ get that monkey off of your back ♪
[ Stopwatch beeps ]
That's 4.4 for Razor.
That's top five.
And Terrence?
5.6.
Someone call Moses. It's a miracle.
Yo! Come on.
You bitches thought I was gonna die at the 30-yard line.
Dr. "D," 9:00 a.m., your office.
Matty, gym at noon.
Yep.
Time to get back to work.
Terrence, you all right?
Hotter than prom night.
[ Laughs ]
Hasta luego.
[ Groaning ]
[ Gasping ]
Your defensive coordinator is safe.
Marshall had a meeting with Cal Wooler from Houston.
They talked for 40 minutes.
Ultimately, Marshall decided
Wooler wasn't a right fit for the team.
Pittman told you this?
But you're telling me?
So how do I know it's true?
It's true.
[ Beeping ]
Man: Well, we got Gabrielle's opening salvo.
Marshall: Yeah. And?
Marshall, your ex-wife's going for your balls.
Well. Then I guess we'll have to go for her jugular.
Hey, guys. You ready for dinner?
Why are there four settings?
Because we got a guest coming.
[ Knock on door ]
One of you get that?
[ Door opens ] Olivia: Hey, Linds.
What are you doing here?
Your mom invited me.
[ Door closes ]
You did?
Yes, I did.
I thought it would be nice for us all to eat together.
And I made some vegan spinach casserole
and some tempeh-stuffed cabbage rolls
and then some steamed seaweed.
Olivia: Mmm. Yummy.
[ Chuckles ]
And what's that?
Just my dinner --
rib-eye steak and broccoli with gruyère
and then some risotto with scallops.
Come on. Sit down.
Eat it while it's hot.
So, Olivia, now, you tell me something about yourself.
Okay, well, I'm waiting to hear back from colleges
to see where I've been accepted.
Um, which basically means I spend most of my nights...
Matt: That's a great parenting move, you know.
One day, when I have kids,
then I am gonna remember that lesson.
But I don't have kids. So I am sharing it with you.
Hey.
Guess who just left my office.
Marshall Pittman, who came by to tell me
that if the player formerly known as Damon Razor
is still available in the third round,
we will be taking him.
[ Chuckles ]
Dani, thank you so much.
Uh-oh.
[ Chuckles ] What's up?
"When I have kids, I'm gonna remember that lesson."
You lost me.
At dinner, you said that.
[ Chuckles ] So?
So... you want kids, right?
Definitely.
But you're done.
Yeah.
I think I am.
And I think we just figured out what's gonna screw us up.
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