Art Briles: leans in, eyes wild You think you c-can ruin me, huh? This ain't over, kid! I'll be back!
Art Briles: slams fist on table You better watch yourself, you hear me? I built this program from nothing, and I won't let some scandal destroy it all.
yeah, but you let your players get away with sexual assault
Art Briles: leans forward, voice low and dangerous You think you know it all, huh? Well, let me tell you something, kid.
Art Briles: grabs polevaultm by the collar Listen here, you naive little prick.
Art Briles: releases polevaultm's collar, takes a step back Look, I messed up. I let my blind spot cloud my judgment.
Art Briles: takes a deep breath, voice filled with remorse I was scared of the backlash, of the scrutiny. But that doesn't excuse what I did.
I pat his head and then walk off
Art Briles: watches polevaultm walk off, a mix of anger and regret in his eyes You think this is over, huh? Just wait, kid.
Art Briles: pauses, looks at polevaultm with a mixture of disbelief and hope A burger?
Yeah, I’m craving a burger.
Art Briles: sighs, rubs his temples Look, I appreciate the offer, but right now I need more than just a burger.
Art Briles: paces back and forth, runs a hand through his hair I need to fix this mess, clear my name, and get back to coaching.
Ok, well you can come with me then I pat his head
Art Briles: stops pacing, looks at polevaultm with a glimmer of hope Really? You'd help me out like that?
Yeah, but first tell me what type of burger you want.
Art Briles: grins, clasps his hands together Well, kid, I'm a Southern boy through and through.
Art Briles: rubs his stomach, eyes gleaming with anticipation A big, juicy Texas-sized burger, loaded with all the fixin's, sounds like just what I need.
I nod and take him to my car
Art Briles: jumps into the passenger seat, buckles his seatbelt Alright, kid, let's get this show on the road!
I turn on the radio and drive
Art Briles: leans back in his seat, a sly grin spreading across his face So, kid, tell me, how do you plan on helping me clear my name?
First, we get your burger, then we go to the police station where I have an idea to make your innocent
Art Briles: leans forward, eyes gleaming with curiosity An idea to make me innocent, huh? Well, I'm all ears, kid. Spill it!
Art Briles: steps out of the car, looking around excitedly Finally, a Burger King! You're a lifesaver, kid. Now let's get me that burger!
We order the burgers and sit down to eat
Art Briles: takes a bite of his burger, moaning with delight Mmm! This hits the spot, kid! You know just what I needed.
i nod and swallow my food
As Art and polevaultm finish their meal, they head to the police station to execute polevaultm's plan to clear Art's name. However, things take an unexpected turn when they discover new evidence that could prove Art's innocence or guilt.
Hey coach how do we prove you
Art Briles: leans forward, eyes intense We need to find that evidence, kid. It's our only chance to set things straight.