Sonny Weaver Jr.:
[on the phone with his mother]
You're on Twitter?
Barb Weaver:
You're not?
Coach Penn:
[enters with flaming papers in his hand]
I'm sorry, Sonny, is this a bad time?
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
I gotta go, Mom!
[hangs up]
Coach Penn:
This is the draft analysis we've all been working on for the last two weeks...
[throws the burning pages onto the desk]
Rick the Intern:
[background]
Fire! Ali, fire! ALI, FIRE!
Ali:
I'm coming!
[enters with a fire extinguisher and puts out the fire]
Ali:
Can I get you gentlemen some coffee?
Sonny Weaver Jr.:
Love some.
Coach Penn:
Light and sweet, honey, thanks.
Ali:
Yeah, I'm not getting you idiots anything.
[walks out]
Coach Penn:
I like her.
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