Bend It Like Beckham Page #8

veryone looks brilliant! Look at the car!

- ow are you?

- You look gorgeous!

- Mum...

- ello, Mrs Paxton.

ow could you be such a hypocrite?!

ow could you be all respectful here

with your lot

when l know you've been kissing

my daughter in broad daylight?!

- Mum!

- m?

Get your lesbian feet out of my shoes!

Lesbian? er birthday's in March.

I thought she was a Pisces.

She no Lebanese. She Punjabi!

Do you mind, yeah?

But this just happens to be my wedding!

- Sorry.

- ow could you do this, sweetheart?

Get in the car. What is wrong with you?!

What are you talking about?!

What the bleeding hell's going on? uh?

What's that gori going on about you being

a lesbo? l thought you fancied your coach!

l don't know what she was saying!

Jess, don't you want all of this?

This is the best day of your life, innit?

I want more than this. hey've offered

me and Jules a scholarship to go to America.

There's no way Dad will let you

go and live abroad

without getting married first.

- What the bloody hell were you thinking?!

- Juliette, l saw you with my own eyes!

You were kissing after your match!

l'm not stupid, you know!

And anyway,

look at the clothes you wear!

Mother, just because

l wear trackies and play sport

does not make me a lesbian!

Me and Jess were fighting

because we both fancied our coach - Joe!

- Joe... What, a man, Joe?

- Yeah, as in male. Joe!

Joe, our coach! Joe, man, Joe!

Anyway, being a lesbian

is not that big a deal.

Oh, no, sweetheart, of course it isn't.

No! No, l mean, l've got nothing against it.

l was cheering for Martina Navratilova

as much as the next person.

l couldn't understand what

that nglish woman was saying?

Why was she talking about kissing?

l think she got confused

like Teetu's parents.

lt's so hard when young girls

have such short hair.

Maybe we were making too much noise.

nglish people are always complaining

when we're having functions.

Why did she take Jesminder's shoes?

ow am l gonna tell 'em, Tony?

l'll have to now or l'll end up a solicitor,

bored out of my mind.

Come with me.

Mum, Uncle-ji, Auntie-ji...

We've got something we want to tell you.

Why is he holding her hand?

You know how we've been good friends

for a long time now.

We'd like to ask for your blessings.

We'd like to get engaged.

But, look, there's one condition -

l want Jesminder to go to college first,

anywhere that she wants.

Of course, putar!

Well, we have relatives all the way

in Glasgow, Portsmouth...

Mum, Dad...

Tony's lying.

We're not getting married.

Tony only said that to help me,

but I'm not lying any more.

l played in the final today, and we won!

- ow? When?

- l wasn't going to go, but Dad let me.

And it was brilliant.

l played the best ever!

And l was happy because l wasn't

sneaking off and lying to you!

l didn't ask to be good at football.

Guru Nanak must have blessed me.

Anyway, there was a scout from America

there today,

and he's offered me a place

at a top university

with a free scholarship and a chance

to play football professionally,

and l really want to go,

and if l can't tell you what l want now,

then l'll never be happy, whatever l do.

You let her leave her sister's wedding

to go to a football match?!

Maybe you could handle

her long face, l could not.

l didn't have the heart to stop her.

And that's why she's ready to go

all the way to America now!

She's dead, man!

lt's all right, Mum, just leave it.

When those bloody nglish cricket players

threw me out of their club like a dog...

l never complained.

On the contrary, I vowed

that l will never play again.

Who suffered?

Me.

But l don't want Jessie to suffer.

I don't want her to make

the same mistakes that her father made

of accepting life, accepting situations.

l want her to fight.

And l want her to win...

..because l've seen her playing. She's...

She is brilliant!

I don't think anybody

has the right of stopping her.

Two daughters made happy on one day.

What else can a father ask for?

At least l've taught her full lndian dinner.

The rest is up to God.

Joe!

l'm going! They said l could go!

Sorry. l forgot.

lt's O now. l'm not your coach any more.

We can do what we want.

- Joe...

- Your dad's not here, is he?

l'm sorry, Joe. l can't.

l thought you wanted...

Letting me go is a really big step

for my mum and dad.

l don't know how they'd survive

if I told them about you, too.

l guess there's not much point,

with you going to America anyway, is there?

- Mum, it's not perfume, is it?

- No. lt's not what you think. Go on.

lt was your mum's idea.

lt was.

Oh! Thank you so much!

Make sure you keep this

by your bed all the time, huh?

And phone Papu Uncle in Canada

as soon as you land.

At least there's some family close by.

xcuse me, it's getting really late.

You'd better board the plane.

Jess!

Don't worry. That's her coach.

What are you doing here?

hey offered me the job,

coaching the men's side.

- No more pulling pints.

- That's great, Joe!

Yeah.

l turned them down.

What? Why did you...?

They're going to let me coach

the girls' side.

They want us to turn pro next year.

Wow.

Can't keep losing all my best players

to the Yanks, now, can l?

hat's brilliant, Joe.

You should tell your dad, you know.

l already did.

Are you sure we're doing the right thing?

Whatever God has written for her

will happen. Just relax.

Maybe after they've trained you up

l'll sign you, if l can afford you!

Yeah, you wish!

Look...

- l can't let you go without knowing.

- What?

That even with the distance

and the concerns of your family,

we might still have something.

What do you think?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Whoa, whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah!

Oh, my God, Dad, it's Beckham!

Oh, it's a sign!

Jess, look, it's Becks!

Cos you make me feel

Yeah, yeah

Cos you make me feel wild

Yeah, yeah

You touch my inner smile

I'm back at Christmas.

We'll tackle my mum and dad then.

l'd better go.

- Jules, take care of yourself.

- Ah, see you later, mate.

- ave a good time, all right?

- Yeah, and you.

Play well, keep your head up.

Come on, you two,

you're gonna miss this plane. Ticket. Go. Go!

See you later.

Come on!

Bye, sweetheart!

Just move on up

Oh, thank you.

- i.

- ello. Nice to meet you.

See ya!

Come on, let's have a look.

- Sweatshirts!

- Look at that!

Just move on up!

Move on up

We move on up!

Oh, child, we'll just move on up

We move on up!

Move on up

- Yes!

- No, no, no.

- Oh, yes! Oh, yes!

- Oh, no, no, no.

Feeling hot, hot, hot!

ow ya feeling?

ot, hot, hot!

- ow ya feeling?

- ot, hot, hot.

l've totally...forgotten the line!

- Feeling hot, hot, hot!

- Sorry.

Sorry.

Feeling hot, hot, hot!

"erself."

Feeling hot, hot, hot!

Feeling hot, hot, hot.

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