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-Previously on Necessary Roughness: -What about Damon Razor?

I stole someone's identity and re-enrolled as a high school freshman.

Terrence, you all right?

- You want kids, right? - But you're done.

This isn't gonna work, is it?

Getting through some days is like trying to stay on the back of a 1000-pound bull.

So you prepare to be bucked and whipped and spun in circles.

But once you're out there, you've gotta decide when to hang on...

and when to let go.

I'm stuck!

- Explain. - I just...

Matt's sock. You know, I'm just doing a little fling cleaning.

Do you tell your clients to stuff their feelings into drawers?

Socks aren't feelings.

Yeah, but you and Matt just broke up.

There's a whole lot more of that mess than the socks he left behind.

It's not a mess, okay?

It's just one of those things.

- Oh, my God, Mom. - Yes?

SAT scores just came in.

Honey, I know. I know. You tried.

These are not terrible.

- Kind of good, right? - They are.

Yeah. Yeah.

- Baby's going to college. - Going to college near Olivia.

She's gonna flip.

Nice move with the sock, and don't think I didn't see that.

- You haven't told him. - What? About Matt? No.

I do not need to involve Ray Jay in my breakup drama, of which there is none.

Yeah, except the two of you have to see each other every day at work.

Oh, Jeanette, seriously?

Matt and I are mature adults. We had a mature-adult breakup

which means that we can and will be mature-adult professionals.

- I'm hung up. - Hung up?

Rode my eight seconds, but then I get all tangled, can't get loose

so I'm whipped around like a rag doll.

Happened six times the last two months.

Oh, okay, yeah. That looks really dangerous.

It is. I'm just praying I get ripped loose before I get trampled.

Last thing I need is a big-ass hoof mark in the center of my face.

Okay, so how exactly does a man become a bull rider?

It's in my blood. Back where I grew up, Montana,

this is pretty much the family business.

But getting hung up not part of the business plan?

Look, for the first time...

I'm afraid.

After two world championships,

suddenly I'm too spooked to go out there.

- So when's your next event, Ty? - PBR comes to New York next week.

So have you thought about taking some time off to work through this?

You've heard the expression, "When you fall off the horse

you gotta get right back in the saddle"?

You got to get back on the bull even faster.

The more you think, the worse it gets. That's how you end up dead and buried.

This is no cakewalk, gentlemen.

Training camp weeds out the boys from the men.

Six weeks from now, whole mess of you are gonna be history.

If you wanna be part of Hawks' future--

My bad.

Do the opposite of your illustrious camp captain.

I'm sorry, coach. That's my seat, dawg.

Vacate, rook.

As I was saying,

if you wanna be part of Hawks' future, gentlemen, show up on time.

Do not give me a headache

and be on your best behavior because we got cameras.

SportsCom3's in camp this week.

Truth. They are doing a package on the Hawks' most illustrious package.

Cameras or not, it's gonna be hot in the spotlight

and the pressure's officially on.

So get out there, and don't forget who you're here to impress, me.

- Cameras in camp, we like this idea? - Unfortunately, our GM does.

Hank thinks a dose of positive PR

is the right kind of medicine to help clean up our image.

- If only T.K. had a mute button. - I'll keep an eye out.

Try to make sure nothing unfortunate happens.

Thanks, Nico.

One, two, three. Hawks!

- T.K.? - Damn.

- What's up, sneak-o? - So appointed offensive captain.

Yeah, about time the team started recognizing me for my leadership skills

and not just my unadulterated sexiness.

Which brings me to the SportsCom reporter, Noelle Sarris.

- What about her? - She broke the story about bookies

in the Detroit locker room.

She has a reputation for being relentless.

- You want me to be a model citizen. - Befitting a team captain.

Fear not.

I will be Saint T.K. of Assisi. Mahatma T.K. Gandhi.

You know what I'm talking about.

- Hey. - Hello.

Oh, my God. What happened?

Partial tear of my patellar tendon, thanks to a heated pickup game.

Just because you can dunk doesn't mean you should, I guess.

Is it painful?

But I'll work through it.

- Anyway-- - I was wondering-- Go ahead.

- Go ahead. - Okay. Is this how it's gonna be?

No, it's not gonna be like this. We are gonna be us.

- Professional. - Colleagues extraordinaire.

- Okay, colleague. - Okay.

I have got some of your stuff at my house.

Okay. Well, normally I would run by and get it but I can't.

- Right. - So would you mind bringing it here?

- I do not mind that at all. - Thank you.

Hey, it's only gonna be as awkward as we make it.

- Right. Nothing we can't handle. - We can handle it.

- Matthew Donnally? - Yeah.

Noelle Sarris, SportsCom3, here to do the piece on Terrence King.

- I'm told you're my handler. - Yeah.

Noelle, meet my colleague, Dr. Danielle Santino.

- Pleasure. - Hello.

So you ready to handle me, Donnally?

- One, two, three. - Hawks!

So, Captain T.K., huh?

Well, responsibility is the price of greatness, Noelle.

If us leaders didn't carry that torch, who would, these jokers?

Hey, yo. Hey, hey. Eyes on me, rookies.

The Hawks do not objectify women. Put your flagpoles back in.

- Understand? - Aye, aye, captain.

So, Terrence, you've had quite a run

from assault with a cell phone, to being shot, to Captain T.K.

- That's quite a trajectory. - Yes, it is.

Can you take me back to the night of the shooting?

Pause. Honestly, listen, listen.

I don't wanna do your job for you, but maybe you don't read that much

because my comeback has been chronicled up like Narnia.

Okay? So maybe this should be more of a cameback story.

What is a "Cameback" story?

You know, ghetto fairy tale in the flesh. Tupac, shots can't drop me.

I am back to peak performance.

Kids love that, heartfelt. That's what it should be about.

Rumor has it you came back from the off-season less rehabbed than expected.

Did you go to Florida to heal

or put some miles between you and the shooter?

Okay, maybe I'm moving too fast for you.

I'm all healed, the trial's over and John Hinckley's up in the clink.

All right? Case closed, mouth shut.

Just because the trial is finished--

Ms. Sarris, T.K. does not move sideways, slantways or backwards for anybody.

This is the express elevator to outer-space-level greatness

so you give me a call when you are down to go up, girl.

Noelle, word of advice?

T.K.'s all talked out about this stuff.

It's old news to him,

so if you're looking for the teary redemption interview,

I don't know if you're gonna get what you want.

Matt, like you, I'm recently promoted and not getting what I want is not an option.

Your GM's giving me carte blanche to follow T.K., so I'm just gonna do my job.

- You should do that and I'll do mine. - Handling me?

Considering your injury, I'll try not to outrun you. Guys.

Try and keep up now, handler.

Ten minutes, we're icing your shoulder.

- Yeah, I'll give you a minute. - You'll give me 10 and you'll like it.

- Doc. - Hey.

Thanks for driving up here.

This is Layla, my wonderful worrywart wife.

- Hi. - How are you?

Ty thinks it's a waste of energy to worry, but what can I say?

- I come from a long line of worriers. - Otherwise known as city folk.

- Is everything okay? - Just dislocated my shoulder.

The shoulder is all my fault,

but Ty has always had a bad case of stubborn husbands.

Good luck.

How did you dislocate your shoulder?

Layla, in all her glory, took on an orphaned colt.

I had him on a lead, but he didn't wanna be led.

Be led. Yeah, my cowboy's kind of rusty.

Orphans are hard to break. They've had no role model.

They haven't been patterned.

It's almost like they can't learn to be a horse.

So they end up being a danger to themselves and everyone else.

Does that mean that you are not gonna ride next week?

You see these? All fake.

I've broken most of my ribs, had both my knees replaced.

Cowboy way, you gotta be tough.

Clearly.

So, what's the plan here, doc?

Well... I am here to see what you see.

No way.

- You're gonna get up on that thing? - Kind of stupid on the face of it, huh?

Strapped in tight to a 2000-pound beast

whose only job is to eject me from the driver's seat.

Okay. I want you to walk me through this.

What is it like getting up on the toro and turning on the engine?

Well, you start off in the chute surrounded by metal bars.

Once you get on his back, you take hold of the bull rope and tie in.

Slide up to get a good center of gravity.

Nod to the gate man who pops the chute and lift off.

To the untrained eye, it looks like you're getting whipped

for eight seconds, but the judges are looking for control.

You can't touch your free hand to anything.

You gotta keep spurring and reacting to everything the bull throws at you.

The harder it looks, the higher the score.

So you're up there. You made your time.

- My eight seconds. - And then you're supposed to let go.

Supposed to, yeah. But lately I just don't.

I should just grab the bull rope and loose the knot, pull free.

Why aren't you letting go, Ty?

I don't know.

I don't know.

Ty, what is it that you are holding on to?

What's the first word, the first image that pops into your mind?

- My father. - What about your father?

He was trampled. Killed by a bull.

- What is that? - Open it.

- Ray Jay. - Just open it.

Okay.

I couldn't have gotten those scores without your help.

Oh, man. I'm so happy for you.

Happy for me? No, happy for us.

I won't get into Brown like you, but I can go somewhere nearby

so we only have to do the long-distance thing freshman year.

Ray Jay...

we need to talk.

I really like you.

But I need to go to college tabula rasa.

- You know I don't speak French. - It's Latin.

It means clean slate.

I really still wanna be friends though.

- Friends? - Yeah.

- Friends? - Yeah.

- Friends? - Ray Jay, where are you going?

Olivia, go friend yourself.

- One, two, three. - Hawks.

Hey, Razor.

- Got a minute? - Sure, yeah.

You made a nice catch on the over-the-shoulder fade. Good footwork.

Thanks.

Hey.

I got an odd question for you.

Was Lincoln County High the only high school you went to?

- Sorry? - I was just poking around

through your media file and there were some inconsistencies.

Sorry, I'm late for a team meeting.

You said I'd handle my past with the press when the time's right.

That didn't mean in the middle of camp, did it?

She's asking questions about where I came from.

She keeps digging, she'll find out who I am.

Sit tight, all right? I'm gonna get our PR people to step in.

- You got your mouth guard? - Yeah, why?

Put it in.

What's your favorite meal?

- We'll handle the rest. - We got it.

Noelle will find her way around a mouth guard.

Agreed, which is why we've gotta get ahead of this story fast.

Everyone's afraid of dying, doc.

- Exactly like their father did? - No, but he died 25 years ago.

If that's why this is coming on, I should've been scared since peewee's.

- How old was your dad when he died? - Thirty.

And I'm coming up on 30.

What do you remember about his death?

That he left early for work.

That night I was with Aunt Pru when the phone rang with the news.

Lots of crying behind closed doors and hushed conversations.

They said I was too young, that I didn't need to see that, so they buried him

and I stayed home with a babysitter.

Did your family ever talk with you about it?

Family of bull riders, not big talkers. More of a walk-it-off crowd.

It sounds like you were never given the chance to grieve.

But why would it bubble up now?

Maybe you can't let go out there

because you are still holding on.

To him?

Sometimes we need to go backwards before we can go forwards.

I wanted to draft Aaron Holbrook. He's been Aaron Holbrook his whole life.

Razor's your buy, Donnally, which makes him your headache.

If Razor made the team,

we were prepared to do a controlled media rollout to disclose his past.

- Well, thanks to Noelle that's DOA. - And Razor may be too.

If she wants tears, she ought to interview me.

Doc, tell me you got something here.

Damon has a fragile psyche and if he's confronted about his past

or pressures of the camp, it could overwhelm him.

Look, we could just block her from talking to him,

but that would send a message that we're hiding something.

I have ways of keeping her off Razor's trail, but none are pretty.

For all I care, one of you can influence her out to dinner on my dime

if it keeps my camp from becoming a full-on circus.

What about you, Donnally? You're single.

Seriously, take her on a date?

I know, but you know coach. He's old-school.

Would coach have told you to wine and dine Noelle

if she were a man and not this gorgeous woman?

She's gorgeous? Didn't notice.

Well, none of my business if you did or didn't.

- Because we are professionals. - Yep, that we are.

Look, Dani, coach's suggestion, I'm not gonna act on it.

That's great for you.

The 2012 New York Hawks training camp

is buzzing with insights and opinions.

Oh, guys, hold the roll.

Hey, Damon.

What?

Noelle, you always ignore the subjects of your interviews?

T.K., your first post-shooting interview would be a huge story for me,

but all you'll show me is my reflection in those glasses.

I got a lot to show you.

You just have to ask the right questions.

Sayonara, soy jerky.

Olivia broke up with me because she wants to go to college "tabula rasa,"

which, if you were wondering, is ancient arrogant for clean slate.

So she gets one. I get one too.

I have been through quite a few of these.

- Wanna talk about it? - No, I just wanna toss this vegan crap.

Ray Jay, I understand you're angry because you're hurt,

but this is your first breakup and they're not all gonna be like this

and I think it would really help for you to talk about it.

Look, now is not the time to go shrink on me, Ma, okay? I'm fine.

In fact, I have a date this week.

Breaking up is hard to do. That's why country music exists.

Yep.

You know, maybe Ray Jay would open up if you told him.

- About you and Matt. - News flash, sugared-up pregnant lady.

Your kids can talk about their relationships to you,

but it is not the other way around

and besides, we are so not going through the same thing.

Don't be such a Ho Ho. Give me.

Thank you.

Attention. If I could have everybody's attention.

Some of you have known me forever and still came.

Hell, I guess I got lots to be thankful for.

But there's one person couldn't make it today.

When Dad died I was 4. I never got a chance to say goodbye.

So it was suggested, a proper memorial might help put those memories to rest.

We have a tradition of burying fallen riders

with the buckles we've won so nobody takes the last ride alone.

Now, I could've picked one of my two world championship buckles,

but instead,

I won this in my first pro event and I've worn it almost every day since.

And it's time Dad held on to it for me.

It ain't a funeral, but if anybody wants to pay respects, you know how.

We discussed this, okay?

There's nothing to tell.

Hey. Hey, you okay?

Buckles or not, they do take that last ride alone.

I know.

So do the people they leave behind.

I understand. It must be very hard to be in that position.

Every time my husband goes to work, I wonder if he's coming back.

So much for that promise.

What promise?

Retirement, when he hit 30.

He didn't tell you, did he?

I'm gonna go.

Come on, Razor.

Who calls a fair catch in practice? Come on, get your head in the game.

Hey, Razor, got a couple minutes?

- Can I talk to you privately? - I'm kind of busy.

Kind of important.

I liked it better when Donnally was my handler.

- You're bothering the newbies. - You mean Razor.

He needs to focus on camp, not interrogation.

Then tell Razor to seize the day because he's terrible out there.

Sometimes you can get further down the field being a team player.

I'll stop my charge when I get what I want.

Hot girls can't have balls too?

Hot or not, I can shut you down.

But you won't.

Not when I have a sexual harassment case in my pocket.

She's lying.

So you did not disrobe in front of her or invite her to join you in the shower?

Does that sound like something I would do?

- Yes. - Lately?

Look, T., if there was any impropriety or any misunderstanding...

Take off your glasses so it at least looks like you're listening to us.

Oh, my God. Look, chicky is playing you all like a deck of cards

because I got a chastity belt on my tear ducts.

Yes, she was in the locker room. Yes, I took a shower.

But I didn't invite her in to lather up my sexy pecs

or wax my ass or shake the magic 8-ball, okay?

It's the men's locker room. Am I supposed to shower in my drawers?

Noelle comes in here huffing and puffing and all of a sudden I'm the big, bad wolf?

Makes you all the pigs.

- What do you think? - Someone's lying.

We either back T.K. or we hedge our bets and serve Razor up on a platter.

There has clearly been a breakdown in communication between you two

so I thought let's just put it all out there.

Layla, why don't you start?

Well, when Ty proposed,

he promised that I'd always have what I need.

And what is that?

I...

I need fingernails, Ty.

I live my life a nervous wreck and I'm sick of being worried sick.

You made a promise to me to quit at 30.

Yeah, when I didn't know I'd win two world championships

and I have it in me to win more.

And now it's time to move on to the next stage of our life.

There is life after bull riding.

Ty, I think what Layla is asking is

when is enough enough for you?

I don't know. I don't know. Damn it.

Don't make me choose between you and a bull, Layla.

I think you just did.

Listen, the doc's got my head right.

I'm ready to go ride.

And I'm not ready for you to end up like your father.

It's like you've got a death wish, Ty, to die like your dad.

Well, I am not gonna stand around and watch you do it.

And I'm paying for this.

What makes her think we'll give her clearance on Razor?

She's got the incident on tape, which gives her leverage.

So she's horse trading.

Her tapes for our clearance on Razor's story.

Unfettered access, exclusive interview.

Except, if Razor has to deal with this scandal during camp, it'll sink him.

If Noelle reports T.K.'s advance, it's gonna sink the team.

The league launches an investigation

and what's left of our reputation is dragged through mud.

Well, Mr. Assistant GM, he's your guy.

I guess you better go break the news to him.

Razor.

I'm a damn mess.

You-- How are you a mess? The whole damn world loves you.

You're starring in the Razor show. Come on, man. And what I got?

- Getting a bunch of trumped-up BS. - You selfish son of a bitch.

You don't get it. They sacrificed my ass to save yours.

What you talking about, rook?

I wanna believe T.K. but she's-- Why would she lie? It doesn't make sense.

Believe T.K. until he gives you a reason not to.

While I wait, I can fill my time watching Razor go down in flames.

- I'm sorry. - It's pro football, Dani.

There's always another camera crew.

And Razor better learn how to handle it.

Got it. You're invested and it's very disappointing

when you do everything right and nothing works out.

Yeah, it is.

I guess we're not okay, are we?

Why? I'm not being professional enough for you? Because I'm trying.

So you're angry with me.

I'm just angry.

Yeah, sophomore year, first day of class, not even five minutes in

Ms. Beitch sends Ray Jay straight to Mr. Fernini's office.

I asked her if her kids were sons of Beitches.

Ray Jay, you are so funny.

- I'll be right back. - Dude, where are you going?

Olivia.

- What a coincidence. - Hey.

So good to see you.

Yeah.

This must be "Tabula rasa." I've heard so much about you, man. So much.

Ray Jay, let's not do this right now, okay?

Please do not make another scene.

That wasn't a scene. This is a scene.

Excuse me, everyone. Hi.

So I wrote a poem for my girlfriend, Olivia

and it goes a little something like this. Roses are red, violets are blue

seriously, who dumps me for this dumbass?

New York City's gone country tonight for the one and only PBR.

Ian D'Arcy goes down quick.

Not tonight for Jay Cooley.

Dusty Lieber just can't hold on.

Layla packed up and went to her mother's. I can't believe this.

Okay, you're upset so maybe, Ty, maybe you should sit this one out.

You said I should sit out because I was scared.

Now sit out because my wife is scared for me.

I told you when we got started.

The faster I go out and ride, the faster things go back to normal.

Next up, your two-time world champion, Montana's own Ty Hassen.

I'll see you in a little more than eight seconds.

Ty's going head-to-head with Horns-A-Plenty here

and they don't come any more rank than this one.

This bull's gonna buck like the plains need the rains.

Clickity clack, can't look back, here we go, Ty.

Oh, his leg is wrapped up bad.

And that bull comes around, he's gonna get twisted more.

Ty is in a bad situation.

This is absolutely one of the worst racks in PBR history.

Layla, I know.

It's hard, but you have to try and get some rest.

Yes. I will check in tomorrow, but if he needs me I'm right here.

Okay. Bye-bye.

Ray Jay, what happened?

Well, Olivia plus another guy equals...

Me humiliating myself.

Hey, Matt, they said I could find you here.

And you did.

If this is about T.K., no comment.

Look, Matt, I'm not out for a lawsuit or scandal. I just want my story.

- Clearly. - Let's give the lady what she wants.

Yeah, T, I don't know if it's a good idea that you're here right now.

I got this. Long as Noelle's still got interest in me.

Depends on what you're gonna show me.

Exactly what you wanna see.

One-on-one, no holds barred, Oprah-style.

Want me to bleed? I'll bleed. Want me to cry?

I'll cut up onions and think about my mama.

What's the catch?

You forget the name Damon Razor.

This deal will self-destruct in five, four,

three, two...

I feel like a complete imbecile. I can never live this down, Ma.

Oh, honey,

love makes imbeciles out of all of us.

Not you.

Matt and I broke up.

- I've been hiding that from you. - What?

Mom, why didn't you tell me?

Because I'm an imbecile and I thought that I could

you know, keep it all in and handle it myself.

Did he break up with you? I'll kill him.

Okay, tiger, sit down.

I think that we've added enough injury to injury this evening.

And, no, he didn't dump me.

It's just... It's something that people go through.

- How do you get through it? - You dig in...

and you feel it.

And it hurts but, you know...

it makes you stronger and more interesting...

and hopefully more compassionate.

Sorry to interrupt.

You have a visitor.

I am so sorry.

I don't know how to do this.

Nobody does, honey.

You're more upset about their breakup than your own.

I know, but I'm the mama and he's my colt.

Yeah, and Olivia broke him.

It's just it's uncharted territory and he's got no map to show him the way.

Yeah, but he's got you.

Yeah.

He does.

You always make this much progress?

You always hedge your bets, Ty?

What do you mean by that?

I think that it was safe to tell Layla that you would quit riding at 30

because you didn't believe that you'd make it to that.

What? No.

- This is not because I'm afraid of dying. - I know.

You are shockingly comfortable with that idea. No.

I think that what you are afraid of is living.

What do you do when you have lived your whole life in your dad's footsteps

- and then suddenly... - The footsteps just stop.

You have no pattern, Ty, for the future. Like the colt.

Danger to myself and others.

Okay, assuming you're right, so where do I get a pattern?

You make your own, Ty,

and luckily you have this incredible wife

that wants to take the journey with you.

- I don't wanna lose her, doc. - She don't wanna lose you.

- So, T.K., you were dead for... - Eight seconds.

The doc said I rounded the drain a few times too, so...

What's it like to come so close to your exit?

You know, I ain't gonna lie. There was a moment when

you know, I wanted to die.

You know, everything just lost meaning

and the pain was overwhelming

and I didn't think I was gonna get back everything I had.

But, you know, I was shot in December and it's been a successful rehab.

You were shot in January.

Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, same thing.

Most people thought that you wouldn't even get back to playing status this year.

A lot of people in the press, yeah.

But you proved them wrong and they've stopped paying attention.

Do you feel as though people don't care anymore

because of your successful recovery?

It's like I said, you know,

- it's been a long road since December-- - January.

Have you experienced many memory problems in your recovery?

Currently, I'm experiencing two-a-days at camp

and if you know anything about that, you know it's exhausting.

And what about the pain, T.K.? How are you feeling these days?

There's no pain.

- No more. - He is not acting like himself.

Well, it's his first one-on-one. It's a lot of pressure.

Plus, Noelle didn't have to clear her line of questioning beforehand.

She said she wanted his real-time reactions.

Yeah, but he's not reacting.

Well, thankfully for us, with T.K. less isn't more.

It's a miracle.

We dodged a bullet on this one, people. Get some sleep.

Good night.

You all right there, doctor?

- Yes. Thank you for asking. - Sure.

Hey, Nico.

What did Noelle do with the footage of the incident?

She promised she would turn it over to me.

It was a pre-condition for her to roll tape on the interview. Why?

Somebody lied.

Who was it?

I got your socks and some other odds and ends in the bag.

Thank goodness because I do have some nice socks.

And odds and ends.

Well, I'll see you around.

Listen, I thought that acting professionally

was gonna protect the both of us

but even I don't buy what I'm selling anymore.

It's just that the pain of this thing is not going to

miraculously just disappear overnight.

I am so sorry for losing my cool.

You know, this...

This is turning out to be a lot harder for me than I thought.

Us being together every day.

I miss you, D.

I miss you too.

I miss you.

This is unprofessional.

Completely.

T.K... what are you into?

Hey.

What's going on with you? Why are you so jumpy?

You did just jump out at me at 2 in the morning.

You okay?

Yeah, you know, it's just, you were right. Breaking up is like just...

I know. Honey, it's complicated.

- Night-night. - Good night.

Night.

It's so complicated.