Locke: I’m betting Keller wins.
Lawson: WHITLOCKE! HOW DARE YOU!
Lawson: And to think I looked up to you.
Locke: You did not.
Locke: Did you?
Lawson: Well, now you’ll never know.
Lawson: We’re racing tomorrow, Kells, and I’m going to wipe the ice with you.
Keller: Fucking bet.
Lawson: Hayes? You still there?
Lawson: Hayesy?
Lawson: Here, Hayesy Hayesy! Here, boy!
Hayes: I’m not one of your dogs.
Hayes: What do you want?
Lawson: Um, did you not scroll up? I had a question and you bolted after praccy.
Hayes: Because I was tired of lookingat your ugly mug.
Lawson: So you did scroll up, then. Good.
Lawson: How’s it going with the new nanny? Has she ripped into you again? Because, man, that was a HOOT.
Hayes: Shut up.
Fox: It really was funny…
Hayes: Shut. Up.
Lawson: Well, is she working out?
Locke: I’m curious too.
Hutch: I’m curious AND pissed that I missed the kid getting his ass chewed.
Lawson: It was glorious. Next time, I’ll take a video, and I’m positive there will be a next time.
Keller: I know someone else who deserves having their ass chewed.
Lawson: Can we not talk about your weird butt-biting kink right now? We’re focusing on Hayesy.
Lawson: So…?
Hayes: She’s working out. Flora loves her.
Lawson: And you?
Hayes: Do I love her?