Bend It Like Beckham Page #4

- She's coming into line now!

I can pay for one pair from my wages.

Can you give me money for the other?

You need one black and one white

to go with everything.

l know l make mistakes

l will have to live and learn

Sometimes you play with fire

And sometimes you get burned

l have my dream to live

Following that star

lt doesn't matter how long it takes

lt doesn't matter how far

No time for make-believing

And it's too late to turn back now

Yeah, yeah, yeah

l've been dreaming about it

l can't live without it

l've got to find my own way

l'm not changing my mind now

Or looking behind now

This is my lndependence

Day

My lndependence Day

- Can you change the channel, please?

- lt's nearly the end.

Mum, she's back.

Jesminder, you've been gone all day

for two pairs of shoes! Come here!

lt's not that late, Mum. l was looking at other

things too, like...handbags.

- Let's see 'em, then.

- Not yet. l'll try them on with the suits.

- Let me see 'em!

- ey, come here.

Cigarette?

- ave you been smoking?

- No!

Cigarette!

l've never smoked.

l had to go to the loo

so l went into a pub with my friend.

l had a coke. You can smell my breath.

She might be right.

hese don't even have a heel!

ow will they fall nicely with your sari?

l'll take them back. Give me them back.

Football shoes.

But you can't give 'em back.

l've got to get some proper shoes

for the wedding.

Don't worry about it.

Come over to mine. l'll sort you out.

Come on, girls! Wake up!

God! My mum had a fit

when she saw the boots.

And l smelt like a bleedin' ashtray.

l had to clean all the big saucepans.

Yak, yak, yak, yak! Jess.

- ls everything all right?

- Yes, coach.

Training not getting in the way

of your cosy conversation?

- No, coach.

- Good.

Then l want five more laps round the pitch.

- lbows to knees as you go.

- Joe, that is totally out of order!

ey! l don't remember telling

the rest of you to stop!

Come on, move it. You're doing very well.

Just keep it up for another two minutes.

Good, Mackie! Good, Sally!

xcellent. xcellent.

Jess! You can stop now!

Stop. You're doing yourself an injury.

- No, l'm O. l've just got one more lap.

- l said stop!

Let's have a look at you.

- It's nothing.

- Sit down. Let me decide if it's nothing.

Why didn't you tell me you'd twisted it?

l didn't want you to think

l'm not as strong as the others.

That's stupid, Jess.

Look, my dad was my coach.

And scouts kept telling him

that l was too slight to play,

so he kept pushing me.

That's how l screwed my knee.

Your dad made you?

l wanted to show him l wasn't soft,

so I tried to play injured.

- e was a bit of a bastard anyway.

- You shouldn't say that about your dad.

You don't know my dad.

All right. Come on.

Good. Now put your weight on me.

There you are.

Oh, my God!

Just give 'em back after the wedding.

My mum loves them.

She stuck the bows on herself.

- Oh, thanks. You sure she won't miss 'em?

- Nah.

Listen...

l hope Joe wasn't too hard on you.

- Some of the girls think he's too strict.

- Oh, no.

e was really nice,

just really professional.

l love that picture. lt was taken

just after we beat Millwall last year.

You gotta see this. lt's wicked.

WUSA soccer!

- Wow!

- Yeah. WUSA.

lncredible.

We don't have anything like that here.

Washington Freedom on the attack.

The cross comes in, goal!

Mia Hamm, world footballer of the year!

Milbrett makes a run,

she's got Overbeck to beat.

She shoots! Goal! Tiffeny Milbrett

scores again for the New York Power!

Lily strikes... Save!

Brandi Chastain!

Saved!

Smith beats the keeper!

Goal for Kelly Smith,

the England international!

Anyway, when are you going to tell

your parents about your game?

- Oh, l dunno.

- You can't keep lying. You're too good.

- Cooee!

- Quick, hide the shoes!

- Sweetheart!

- l'm up here, Mum.

Oh, it's hot out there.

Oh! Got company.

- ello, love.

- Yeah. Mum, this is Jess.

Jess. Jess?

ls that...lndian?

It's really Jesminder,

but only my mum calls me that.

Oh, that's nice. Jesmin-dah.

Lovely.

Well, Jesmin-dah,

l bet your room at home

doesn't look like this,

with all these big butch women on the wall.

Thank you, Mum, l'm not old like you!

Jess, I hope you can teach

my daughter a bit about your culture,

including...

respect for elders and the like, eh?

Cheeky madam!

Well, Jess, you're a lucky girl, aren't you?

Cos l expect your parents are fixing you up

with a handsome young doctor soon.

- Aren't they? Pretty girl like you.

- Mum! Stop embarrassing yourself!

What?

Just being friendly.

You don't mind, do you, Jess love?

Course not. Now, are you a friend

from school or work?

She's a footballer.

She's on the team with me.

"Jesmin-dah"!

Did you see her face, though?

- Juliette!

- Jesmin-dah! What was that?

Are you all right?

Jesus!

Jules...

You know Joe,

do you like him?

Nah. No, he'd get sacked if he was

caught shagging one of his players.

Really?

Sometimes l wish l could find a bloke

just like him that wasn't off limits.

veryone l know's a prat.

They think girls can't play as well as them,

except Joe, of course.

Yeah, l hope l end up marrying

an lndian boy like him, too.

- What?

- l'm sorry!

Shut up!

Look, we're not trying to cause trouble.

lt's just that we felt it our duty to tell you.

And now it's a matter for your own family.

You know how hard it is

for our children over here.

Sometimes they misjudge

and start behaving like the kids here.

All I know is that children

are a map of their parents.

- You stupid flippin' cow!

- You've ruined your sister's life!

- appy now?

- My wedding's called off cos of you!

Me? Why?

They saw you being filthy

with an nglish boy!

hey're lying.

l wasn't with any nglish boy.

They saw you at a bus stop kissing him!

Stupid b*tch, why couldn't you do it

in secret like everyone else?

issing? Me?

A boy?

- You're all bloody mad!

- Jesminder, don't use those swearing words.

l was at the 120 bus stop today

but with Juliette.

My friend.

She's a girl.

And we weren't kissing or anything.

For God's sake!

- Swear by Babaji.

- l swear on Babaji's name.

Sometimes these nglish girls

have such short hair...

you just can't tell.

They must have made a mistake.

is parents are just making an excuse.

We were never good enough for them.

No, Mum, it's all her fault.

l bet she was with some dykey girl

from her football team!

She's still been playing!

- Pinky.

- She ain't got no job! She's been lying.

Oh, God, why did you give me

two deceiving daughters?

- What did l do wrong in my past life?

- But she's the one that's ruined my life!

Don't think l didn't know

you were sneaking out

with that good-for-nothing Teetu as well!

- Well, just talk to them, innit?

- l will, l'll come and talk to your parents.

And if they don't like it...

Jules, come here to me.

Where's your mate?

l don't know.

This is the second training session

in a row she's missed.

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