Playing for Keeps Page #6

How that boy gets on my case

You don't know how many times

he's cheated on me.

And I can't even

do unfaithful right.

Mrs. King? You are a smart,

a strong, beautiful woman.

And I personally think

that you shouldn't stay in a

marriage that you're not happy in.

Oh, sh*t. That's probably Carl.

What? Carl knows you're here?

Yeah. Sometimes he has me followed.

What?

He thinks I might cheat on him.

Okay, okay. Stay in there, okay?

And don't come out.

Come on, come on, come on

And take me, take me, take me back

Baby, down Tobacco Road

Param?

Mr. George,

you gave me an extra hundred.

Oh. Uh...

Yeah, thanks.

Mr. George, how do you meet

all these beautiful women?

Well, maybe ifs the accent.

I have an accent too.

George. George, I was looking for you.

Oh, hey, how's it going?

Well, it turns out I'm not the only

person who thought you had style.

My old station manager edited your tape.

He's gonna send it to Bristol.

He thinks you have a shot.

Wait, you serious?

I'm serious.

Bristol, Connecticut?

Yeah.

Just don't forget the girl who said it first.

No, no, I won't.

Wow.

Oh, George?

When you're out there today

and you see me tug my ear like this.

That means I'm imagining you

on top of me.

Okay.

Okay.

Well, I better get back

to the game, all right?

Well, you have a great game.

Okay.

Hey. Hey, what's going on?

What's going on? You all right?

Nothing.

All right, Lewis.

Here, your bag.

Move forward, Scott.

Use the mind, use the wing.

Nice one. Watch your man.

Ah-ah-ah!

Nice play, Lewis. There you go.

Hey.

I'm kind of busy.

I'd say everything's great

except for this silly grin

I can't seem to get off of my face

since the other night. Ha-ha-ha.

Listen, I can't really talk.

I hope that it's not awkward

between us. We're both adults, single.

And if it happens, great.

If not it's really only what's

best for the kids, right?

Just, um...

I'm a little busy right now,

but, I mean, we could...

Yes!

Well done, kiddo.

Lewis, well done, champ.

Well done. Ha-ha-ha!

That was great.

Didn't even see it!

All right, come on, Cyclones.

Let's go, let's get another one.

All right, come on.

Let's get another one.

Come on, Cyclones.

Nine.

What the hell was that?

What are you playing at?

What the hell was that?

Is this about last night?

What's the matter?

Leave me alone!

I hate soccer, and I hate you!

Hello?

He doesn't hate me, right?

No, of course he doesn't hate you.

But he does want to quit the team,

George. Do you know that?

You know, I'm a bit lost

at sea here, Stace.

I was thinking maybe you could

give me some parenting tips.

Basic dos and don'ts.

Don't let your 10-year-old son

drive a Ferrari, that kind of thing?

My son has a big mouth, you know.

Honest. He gets that from me.

I'm serious. Can we meet

for a drink maybe?

No. Absolutely not.

We can meet for coffee, though.

Dinner.

Lunch.

Early dinner.

Late lunch.

I'm not budging on dinner.

I'm not the one asking for advice.

Are you sure, no beer?

Well, so I read about this place online.

The true Virginia experience, it says.

Apparently, you have to really like,

you know, beat the stuffing out of it,

you know, to get to the good stuff.

All right, okay, you get it. Good?

Mm-hm.

According to the Internet,

there's a real kick to the seasoning.

I don't know, maybe

the Internet was wrong.

Oh, here, here.

Oh, yeah. Okay.

Waitress, two beers, please.

Wow.

Three more beers, please.

So I fall down the stairs, I stubbed

my toe, and I scream, "Sh*t."

And then the next five days,

Lewis is going around the house

going, "Sh*t, sh*t, sh*t." Heh.

I get it. Okay.

Even when it's hard, even when you

want to be anywhere but there,

even when you feel like he doesn't

need you, trust me, he does.

Here.

What? Where?

You have some crab on your cheek.

Crap?

Crab. Crab, on your cheek.

Crab. Okay.

Crab lips.

Gross.

You're the only woman

I ever really loved.

Ha, ha. Stop it.

No, I'm serious. I'm serious.

You know what I miss the most?

In the early years, when I used to play

and you were in the stands watching me.

After every game, I would look for you

and I would wave to you. Remember?

Mm-hm.

And no matter how badly I played,

how massively I screwed up,

I always knew when you waved back at

me, everything would be all right.

I mean, I felt like the most special

person in the world when you did that.

Until I'd look behind and six other women

were all waving back along with me.

I was young then.

You know, I'm different now.

Okay, so prove that to Lewis.

He hates me, remember?

He doesn't hate you.

He just hates being disappointed,

and you've done that a lot, okay?

I mean, he was 4

when you left, remember?

You weren't even there

before that.

It was easier when you were an absentee

daddy sending gifts, but now you're here.

And I'm sorry

if you take offense to this,

but you're a time bomb

with a charming accent

and when you explode, it's like:

You know, boom. Chaos.

I hope you came back for him.

I really do.

Nothing would make me happier.

But if you came back for me,

you're wasting our time, and you're

gonna break his heart in the process.

I gotta go.

All right.

Hey, thanks for lunch.

Hey, kiddo.

So your mom was saying you were

thinking of quitting the team.

I just want to say, I think that would be...

I think that would be a big mistake.

What's the point?

I'm not good anyway.

No, see, I don't agree with that.

You may have your mom's

looks and her smarts,

but you're a Dryer kid

and you play soccer.

It's in your blood.

I was thinking maybe we'd go

down to the park now

and get a practice session in

before the big game.

What do you say?

Okay.

Dad, it's raining.

It's just a sprinkle.

It'll be over before you know it.

It's just typical.

What do you mean, "typical"?

Nothing ever works out

for our family.

What are you talking about?

Plenty of stuff works out.

This is the best time

to learn how to play soccer.

Because in the rain, like this,

if you can play in this,

you can play in anything, right?

There you go.

I'm sure they'll be fine.

I'm just gonna see

if they're all right.

No. I'm fine.

All right, one, two.

And you're gonna do this

one now. Like this.

That's it.

I think I finally got all of that mud

out of my ear.

What about you?

Lewis?

You had a big day.

Another good result, buddy, huh?

Yeah.

A great goal

coming in from the left.

How was the game?

We won again.

Nice work, kiddo.

How was last night?

Yeah, it was really good.

Good.

Hey, Dad?

Me and Mom are going to

the arcade today. Wanna come?

No, I'm gonna let you guys go on with it.

Mom, can he come?

Well, yeah, I mean, you're

welcome to come if you want.

Okay.

Yeah! Yeah!

You're playing like a baby.

You're hitting like a girl.

Young Dryer. Oh, oh! No.

Oh. Oh...

Let's get rid of him.

Oh, yes!

Whoo!

Hey, Mom, did you know that Dad

once took the ball off of Beckham?

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