Don:
12th place.
Kelly:
Well, honey. It wasn't pretty, but--
Taylor:
You need to step your game up, mother! For serious!
Kelly:
We're a team, Taylor.
Taylor:
I know you aren't used to winning, like me. But maybe you need to follow my example more, because--
Kelly:
[snapping annoyingly] You've never won anything in your life, Taylor! Never! Not one race, not one medal, NOTHING!
Taylor:
Wait, what?! My room is full of trophies and medals!
Kelly:
Because your dad bought a trophy store! What kind of trophies come in the mail? And guess who paid your coaches to lie? Yep, daddy.
Taylor:
Beauty pageants. I won beauty pageants! You can't fake those!
Kelly:
[chuckles smugly] Oh, honey. When you have enough cash, you can fake anything.
[Taylor gasps in horror]
Don:
The coals were hot, but that was cold.
