:Buddy: Thank you Lord for letting Buckley win. I know it was nothing short of a miracle and I thank you for that miracle. I know you truly are an all powerful God to let such a crap team win.

Billy: That kid calling you Daddy, yet?
Tim: Uh uh, doesn't know anything about it.
Billy: I might not have a PhD in stupid like you do, but I'm a tell you right now this is gonna turn out badly, hell is probably gonna end badly right around State.

Bo: What are you doing Tim Riggins?
Tim: I'm fixing my truck.
Bo: Well, I'm Bo Miller; I'm your new next door neighbor.
Tim: Ok.
Bo: And you're Tim Riggins number 33 who single handedly led the Panthers to the semi's. What happened to your eye? Are you gonna be able to play in the semi's?
Tim: Can you shut up?
Bo: I don't know can I?
Tim: Stop please, I'm gonna need you to shut up. Cause I'm incredibly hung over right now.
Bo: What does that mean?
Tim: You're going to need to go home, okay, thank you.

Buddy Garrity: Best case scenario, Jason's probably out for a month. You know, it's probably a lot longer then that. But, uh, we need a plan for Friday night. Heck we--Heck, we need a plan for the rest of the season is what we need, Eric. So tell me, you think little Matt Saracen can get it done?
Coach Taylor: I guess we're fixin' to find out.

Buddy: You want me to be honest with ya son? Do ya?
Jason: Please.
Buddy: I love that little girl in there. That's my daughter and I want her to have a great life, and I'm real uncertain about the future here. I mean how is she gonna get money? How you gonna get money? You goin' go to college? Is she gonna go to college? Are you gonna have babies? Can you have babies? Can you? Can you have children, Jason?
Jason: We haven't quite answered that yet.
Buddy: What if you can't and what if you can, Jason? When that little baby's crying upstairs in the night who's gonna go up and take care of him? I don't want Lyla to be a care giver her whole life, son. I know that's a bitter pill to swallow, and I'm sorry I have to say it to you, and Lyla Garrity, she loves you, she'd follow you into hell. Are you sure you want to lead her there?

Buddy: You're suing my team. You're suing my coach. How do you expect me to feel?
Jason: It's your team? It's your team? How about a little compassion, Mr. Garrity? I mean I am paralyzed now.

Coach Mac: Smash for quarterback?
Female Reporter: Yeah.
Coach Mac: I believe Smash is better suited for the position he's in.
Female Reporter: How do you mean?
Coach Mac: Well, guys like Smash and Baxter and even Voodoo they got a natural gift for running the ball
Female Reporter: All three are Black, are you saying this gift has something to do with their skin color?
Coach Mac: What I'm saying Karen is and I'm saying in a good way, is that guys like Smash are--are fearless, they‘re dangerous. They're like a junkyard dogs. I mean, you want them carrying the ball. You want them tearing up turf out there.
Female Reporter: So let me get this straight, Whites like Saracen make better quarterbacks because they are inherently smarter.
Coach Mac: You wanna put it that way, you could. Now, I'm not saying that all Black guys are dumb, just saying they got diff...
Coach Taylor: Mac, I need to talk to you.

Coach Mac: Well, all right. You're telling me that you think Matt Saracen has as much natural ability as a Smash?
Coach Taylor: You know what I'm telling you, what I'm telling you is that it's not too damn smart to be making generalizations about people's abilities based on their color. Think about that. That's what I'm saying.
Coach Mac: All right. What's done is done. No apology's gonna change that.
Coach Taylor: I'm not making a request.

Coach Mac: What I perceive other then football is none of your business.
Smash: Whoa, I'm just trying to have a dialogue.
Coach Mac: Well, you save your dialoguing for your mommy.
Smash: Now, wait a minute, you said--
Coach Mac: No, you wait a minute son. You wait just a minute. I've been here for 27 years, and I am not about to be interrogated by some too big for his britches teenager, you got me?
Smash: What the hell you mean too big for my britches, Mac? You the one saying--
Coach Mac: This is done. This is over. I am done with this. I am done. Look, if I hear you whining or anybody else whining about this anymore. You're gonna be warming your ass on the bench Friday night, you got me?
Smash: Oh, no, you can't do that.
Coach Mac: Oh I can, yeah and I will. I'm tired of this crap.

Coach Taylor: [after Julie came home late] No, no, look at me. Please don't do this. Don't break our trust. Don't take our trust from us. Please.
Julie: I'm sorry; today's just been really...really kind of a crappy day. Matt's been yelling at me all day about...stupid quarterback stuff.
Coach Taylor: Matt Saracen's got you at quarterback? Wait honey. Hey, come here. What do you mean he's got you at quarterback?

Coach Taylor: [to his wife, about Matt] I think I told that kid to get our daughter in the backside of a car.

Coach Taylor: [to Tim Riggins] I don't give you the impression that I think of you as only a football player, do I? I bring this up because as usual my wife is always right. You got your mid-terms comin' up. I'm gonna be in contact with your teachers. I'm gonna know what's going on. There will be no more free rides, you will start paying. And hear me when I say this, no pass...no play.

Coach Taylor: All right, listen up! Listen, now. Y'all ought to be real proud of yourselves. That was a hell of an effort tonight. That was a hell of a game. I don't know how in the hell, he did, or where he came from to do, or what have you, but I know who this game ball goes to. [hands football to Tim Riggins] That was one hell of a game. All of y'all, that was one hell of a game!

Coach Taylor: All right, listen up. I'm supposed to give you some fatherly and wise advice at this time in your life. Listen up, if you're wondering if a boy's thinking about you, he's not. He's thinking about sex or he's hungry, those are the only two options.
Julie: Are you trying to be funny?
Coach Taylor: No, I'm not finished, listen to me. Boys think about sex every single minute of the day. That's what they do, that's why they lie. They're gonna leave you waiting around for them to call and they won't call. They're gonna be cruel and they're gonna be misleading, and your mother wanted me to add this, that by in large football players are the worst offenders, however, I think that it pretty much crosses all lines.
Julie: Are you done?
Coach Taylor: You are beautiful, you are sensitive, you are sweet and I don't want to see you get hurt.
Julie: I love you too, dad.
Coach Taylor: You're a lousy ping-pong player, though.

Coach Taylor: Every man at some point in his life is going to lose a battle. He is going to fight and he is going to lose. But what makes him a man is at the midst of that battle he does not lose himself. This game is not over, this battle is not over.