Eddie the Eagle Page #7

Come on, man, just go, go, go.

What are you doing?

You tried your best

but it wasn't good enough, was it?

Don't tell me he's freezing up.

He hasn't got much time left.

Come on, Eddie.

What's he doing?

What's he doing up there?

Seems to be having second thoughts.

Surely he's gonna jump.

You will never be Olympic material.

Edwards.

Push!

Up and out. Up and out.

No, release. Come on, release!

He seems to have lost it in the flight.

Not sure how he's gonna make this landing.

He's down.

No, he's on his back. Can he recover?

Come on, Eddie.

Yes!

- Yes!

- Yes!

He's made it! Unbelievable!

Yes!

I've been waiting a long time to say this,

well, here goes...

The Eagle has landed.

Eddie "The Eagle." Eddie "The Eagle."

But it's a personal best

in competition for Edwards.

71.5 meters...

and that is a new British Olympic record!

- How did you not fall? It was unbelievable.

- I have never gone that far before.

To see 71 meters it was like...

Is that a good book?

Instructive?

Very.

May I?

You...

brilliant.

Well done.

I was wrong...

about you.

Champion.

You have broken world records.

You have established

many of your own personal bests...

and some of you

have even soared like an eagle.

It was so flattering.

- I wasn't expecting that at all.

- Yeah. Well, I think I can match that.

"Now the real work begins.

WS." Warren Sharp.

So how about it?

Here's to the next four years.

God, that's good.

Hello, Mum.

Hello. Where do you think you've been,

young man?

Competing in the Olympics, Mum.

I'm so proud of you, son.

I mean that. I'm so proud of you, mate.

Thanks, Dad.

So proud of you, man.

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