(DOOR OPENING)
TREMAINE: Liberty!
- Liberty! - Shit!
Liberty!
You hang in there, son. You'll be okay.
We'll get you sorted out.
TREMAINE: I just hope he's not out for too long.
It makes you think, don't it?
I mean, I could take a tumble over a rug and...
it's all over.
It don't matter how good you are
or how many hours of training you've put in over the years.
That is not gonna happen to you.
You are one of life's winners, Tre. Here.
Thanks.
You're so tense, baby.
(SIGHING)
TREMAINE: You carry on and there's gonna be trouble.
LIBERTY: Just trying to relax you.
TREMAINE: Well, it ain't working.
Come here.
How about we make some hot chocolate instead?
Mmm.
Jesus.
Well, listen, keep me posted.
Yeah, fingers crossed.
Result.
Probably broken in two places.
Do we get a bonus for that?
No.
But I compliment you on a job well done.
It's all there.
It's great doing business with you again, Mr Ryan.
You'll be giving me a loyalty card next.
You know the way out, don't you?
- Good morning, sweetheart. - Hi, beautiful.
(AMBER GIGGLES)
Where was you?
Oh, I thought you'd want to save all your energy for training.
Training can wait.
Do you know how absolutely gorgeous you are?
What the hell is that?
Yeah, I spotted those myself this morning.
- What... Who... - Who?
Mr Mole, that's who. I mean, what else could it be?
Yeah, well, I better go and try and find the little bastard, eh?
No! Don't be silly.
You'll be late for training. I'll sort it out.
- No, no. - Why?
Well, they're vermin, aren't they? I mean, disgusting.
They might have rabies or something.
Look, I don't want you going anywhere near, yeah?
Yeah, yeah, you're right.
I'm such a bimbo sometimes. I never think.
Come on, you.
Made you a special breakfast, Mr Goal Scorer.
Oh, forgot the fried bread.
Christ, Amber, you trying to kill me or what?
Hey, you, don't be cheeky.
That was way too close last night.
He was halfway up the stairs.
I know. I still forget he's back sometimes.
We'll just have to be much more careful from now on.
And take full advantage when he's not here.
Mmm.
The lads are all gutted. They send their best.
Listen, boss.
- I'm sorry, you know? - Oh, you slipped.
- It could've happened to anyone. - I don't mean that.
I mean what's been happening before.
Me losing concentration, screwing up that last game.
When I get back, I'm really gonna get me head down.
- Make you proud of me. - Darius...
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Well, great timing. I got to give you that.
It ties in nicely with your suspension.
Oh, come on.
It's just a wind-up.
I mean, if we can't joke about it, where we gonna be, eh?
- How you feeling, son? - Okay.
I was just telling the boss I'm coming back.
That's the spirit.
We'll have you up on your feet in no time.
That's what we like to hear, isn't it, Rog? Fighting talk.
- Let's not... - I'll tell you another thing, son.
Whatever the cost, the best specialists in the world for you.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
Darius.
Not in any pain today, are we?
Good.
You'll be glad to know the operation went as well as can be expected.
Uh, fact is, Darius,
your tibia was severely fractured in two places
and we had to put a large amount of metalwork into your leg.
Yeah, but what, three months of physio?
Darius, your leg suffered a terrible break.
It's going to take a long time to properly mobilise,
let alone play football again.
No.
No way. You don't know what you're talking about!
No offence, Doc, but you don't mind if we get one of the club medics
to come down and have a look at him, do you?
No, no, be my guest. I...
I'd like nothing more than to be proved wrong.
I'm sorry, Darius. I really am.
Broken? Gosh, that's awful. Poor Darius.
I'm gutted for him. He's only just starting out.
What the bleeding hell?
They're bloody everywhere!
I thought they were only supposed to come out at night.
Well, that's not what the man said.
Man? What man?
The man from the exterminators.
They're coming round later to sort everything out.
Apparently, they're going to have to dig up the whole field.
There's this surgeon.
Apparently, he treated Gazza when they thought he'd never play again.
Your point being?
Well, I thought we could send Darius over to see him.
For what, eh?
Just to build his hopes up and then shoot him down again? Nah.
It's over for him. You heard the quack. Finito.
Such a waste.
Not really.
I mean, we're not exactly talking Ronaldo, are we?
He's a good player!
You know, with a bit more discipline, I could've really done something with that boy.
Poor kid.
You ain't getting all sentimental on me, are you?
What's done is done.
We've just got to carry on.
Talking of which, I made initial contact with the insurers.
You what?
I reckon we'll have a payout by the end of the month.
You've cashed him in already?
We haven't even told him we're letting him go yet!
You don't really think he expects to stay on our books, do you?
As what? The club mascot?
Don't worry. He's gonna get a nice, fat cheque for his comp claim.
Now, down to business.
What about that kid that I've had my eye on?
If we don't bag him soon, somebody else will.
(INTERCOM BEEPING)
WOMAN: The press are here for you, Mr Ryan.
Jeez, what do they want?
I thought we'd get the Darius announcement out of the way.
Onwards and upwards, as they say.
How's my mullet looking?
So, have they said how long it'll be before you're back in training?
Not yet.
That doctor reckons he's written me off.
But I know I'll be back.
I mean, Roger's got some new physios in to see me. They'll sort me out.
Of course they will.
So, do you want a drink?
Something to eat? Magazine?
- The new Heat's out today. - Look, don't fuss, will you, Shan?
(MOBILE RINGING)
We're mates, yeah?
Give me a minute and I'll mess that up and all.
You can't get rid of me that easily.
When you're back on your feet,
I reckon we should go on a little holiday.
You'll need someone to cheer you up when you're recovering.
I never say no to a bit of R and R.
I'll have a lot catching up to do, physio and that.
Won't look so good if we go off on a jolly.
That's true.
So, we'll wait till after the season's finished.
Here, that's Ryan. Turn it up.
One of our first team, Darius Fry,
suffered an injury so extensive that, sadly, he'll never play again.
This is a shocking tragedy
and has prematurely ended a very promising career...
No. This isn't happening.
Thought you said they were going to get you treated?
- Get out. - What?
Shan, please, just go.
I need to be on me own right now.
But I don't...
Okay.
Just call if you need me, yeah?
(DARIUS SOBBING)
I like to think that Darius is also part of our family.
We will make sure that he is well looked after.
This is the best sushi. Go on, try some.
- It's gorgeous. - I already said I didn't want any.
Have you seen my schedule for this month, Tre?
- Well, you look great to me. - That's not the point!
Some of those new girls from the shows are less than seven stone.
- Sorry, I just need some papers. - No problem.
Do you still do food, Urszula?
TREMAINE: Sit yourself down. There's plenty here.
I don't want to intrude.
(MOBILE RINGING)
- Drink? - Okay, why not?
So, how was your day?
Looking after Liberty is hard work but very rewarding.
You took the words right out of my mouth.
I'll drink to that.
Some of the wives are going for a drink. They've asked me to join them.
Oh, that's cool. I'm glad they're including you, babe.
Most of the girls at my last club
were too jealous of Libs to risk being seen with her.
Oh, bitches.
Anyway, I thought you might like to come, too, Ursz.
Actually, you know what?
I'm really tired.
I might just stay here with Tre.
But thanks anyway.
Well, you two have fun.
TREMAINE: Hey!
You don't think I want her to stay or something?
You know, to be alone with her, do you?
Go for it, Tre. See how far you get.
You might find out not everybody's dying to get down your pants.
- Something wrong? - No.
(DOOR SLAMMING)
No, I'm just gonna go upstairs and do some weights, yeah?
Help yourself.
Oh, thanks, love.
Here, did you manage to get a good look at those fans that Darius was with?
Hang on a minute. Do I need to call my lawyer?
- I'm sorry. I just... - I know.
Freak accident like that, you're upset. Everyone is.
Yeah.
Except Garry Ryan.
What's that supposed to mean?
Well, he's been banging on about this youth team wonder boy for a while now.
It turns out he knows the agent,
he's made contact and it was a done deal weeks ago.
Well, what's that got to do with anything?
Well, weeks ago, we didn't have any money.
You know, now we've got Fry's insurance payout on the way.
It's all a bit convenient, don't you think?
Oh, what, so the chairman at the club has had one of his own players done over?
- You see, that's what I think. - Roger, I'm joking.
I think you've been watching too many gangster movies.
I mean, who hasn't fallen over after they had one drink too many?
Darius was just unlucky.
Yeah, you're right.
Conrad.
I am Kali.
Give me your guidance.
He suffers.
He will suffer more.
He will pay.
(DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)
LIBERTY: But I am very, very expensive.
I'm not sure that my agency would be happy...
I know what you're trying to say. I'm a nobody?
Not at all! I just have contractual obligations.
What if I just designed something personal for you? Call it a gift?
If you like it, wear it. If you don't, burn it.
- And I'll never speak to you again. - I don't know.
Just one dress for one night.
Well, okay. But it has to be something that befits my image.
Oh, no, stalker near.
I thought this was supposed to be the VIP lounge.
You having a laugh or what?
Let me introduce myself properly.
Sir Callum Watson, aka Cal.
Latest and greatest signing to Earls Park.
If you play for Sparks, how come we've never heard of you?
Signed on the dotted line today. That's why I'm celebrating.
If you'd really signed for Sparks,
you'd know there wasn't much mood for celebration today.
Our mate Darius is laid up in hospital with his life in ruins
and you think it's something to take the piss out of?
He's annoying us!
I wasn't saying nothing about Fry. It's whack what happened.
Can't you take a hint? Just go away.
Just bug off, will you?
Here you go. You enjoy it anyway.
- GUARD: Time to leave. Come on. - I never meant to upset you.
What a tosser.
Oh, it's you.
(CHUCKLES)
You shouldn't joke.
I reckon Tre still thinks you're after his body.
He's completely scared of me.
I was all set to talk about you for a couple of hours,
but he took off before I could even open my mouth.
Why the hell didn't you come with me, hm?
We agreed we had to be more careful. We don't want him suspecting.
Why shouldn't you be my friend as well as my employee?
Because we're having sex, darling.
It sort of crosses the line.
Speaking of which...
TREMAINE: Libs, is that you?
I swear he's got some sort of radar.
Hey, it's his house.
But if I don't get a night alone with you soon, I'm going to explode.
TREMAINE: Liberty?
So you're my PA. Sort it out.
(LIBERTY CHUCKLING)
(DOOR OPENING)
LIBERTY: You understand, don't you?
Yeah, I'm just disappointed, that's all.
I thought you said the show was tomorrow.
I didn't think it'd be an overnight.
Dante wants me in Paris for fittings this afternoon
and whatever Dante wants, Dante gets. I'll be back tomorrow night.
We need to leave if we're going to make the flight.
Got to go.
- Bye, babe. - Mm-hm.
- Take care of her, yeah? - Mm-hm.
And keep her away from smooth-talking French dudes.
I want her in bed by 11.
- Oh, I'll try and make it earlier. - Please.
- How's your head? - Oh, it's worse!
Especially since I've seen this.
- There you go. - Thanks.
That loser from the nightclub.
He really has signed for Sparks.
Yeah. And we told him to do one.
- Oh, Lucy, I feel dead guilty. - Why?
He was an idiot.
All this means is that he's an idiot who plays football for a living.
I thought we'd had enough of them.
Look at you, all jittery.
I'm not surprised, up chasing moles half the night.
- Then there was the bad dream. - Bad dream?
You kept going on about Conrad. It was like you were talking to him.
Like you were feeling guilty.
But you've got to stop beating yourself up about it, sweetheart.
He'd be happy we're together, I know it.
Which is why I want you to have this.
- What is it? - It's Kali.
The goddess that destroys evil. It was Conrad's.
It's a mark of respect, Bruno. And that's the whole point.
Every day when you touch that pendant,
it'll remind you to hold your head up high and be proud.
Because you know you've done nothing wrong.
Now, off you go.
(ALL CHATTERING)
All right, lads! Bit of quiet now. Settle down!
I want you to meet our latest acquisition.
Everybody give a nice, warm Sparks welcome to Callum Watson!
Hey, don't worry about this bunch of animals, the captain will look after you.
- That's if you can find him. - Yeah, exactly.
Oh, afternoon.
Sorry, guv. I didn't get much sleep last night.
You're late and you know you are!
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Too many wives and you can't handle it.
- Bring it on. - They need a man like me.
Yeah, all right, lads, all right. Come on, out, you lot, out!
(PLAYERS WHISTLING)
Steady.
Out.
Oi, Milligan, if you're going to captain this squad,
I need you to start showing some leadership skills.
What, you think you can just turn up any time you want?
It was a bad night, guv. I said I was sorry.
- What's this? - It's Conrad's.
- Amber gave it to me for luck. - Oh, yeah?
Didn't do him much good, did it?
Right. I want you out on that pitch in three minutes. Otherwise you're on a fine.
- What do you think you're playing at? - Problem?
Hogging the ball. Trying to show me out in front of the new kid.
I'm the bloody captain!
Look, I'm just doing what comes naturally, man.
If you can't stand the pace then maybe you shouldn't be out there,
- let alone call yourself skipper. - Say that again.
Sort your own shit out first before you start on others, yeah?
That's all I'm saying.
(WHISTLE BLOWING)
Let's go, Callum!
(ALL SHOUTING)
Kick it! Yes!
How's he looking?
Early days but, uh... Yeah, he's good.
Told you. I've got a nose for these things.
All right, that's it, lads. Hit the showers.
Hey.
Listen, I'm really sorry about last night.
Making a scene and all that. Feel like a right wanker.
I think it should be me apologising.
I thought you were just another divvy coming on to me.
You must get it all the time.
Well, you'd best get used to all the attention.
- Press is saying you're the next big thing. - Yeah, well, we'll have to see.
So... Well, I didn't take you up on that drink
and I don't suppose you're doing anything this afternoon?
They were just fans. I'd never seen them before.
They bought me a few drinks, the rest you know.
And were they with you when you fell down the stairs?
I don't know. I think so.
It's just...
the doctors think this type of injury could have been caused by someone
kicking or stamping on your leg.
You don't remember anything like that, do you?
The doctor never said anything about that to me.
What are you banging on about it for, guv? What difference is it gonna make now?
It's just a few questions. Take it easy, son.
I always thought you were one of the good guys, boss.
- Never took you for a vulture. - You what?
You don't give a toss about me!
This is all about my insurance, innit?
(ALARM BEEPING)
Pay out more, do they, if they find out I've been beat up by a pissed-off fan?
Darius, this has got nothing to do with money.
Painkillers! I'm in agony.
And do me a favour. Tell them I can't see anyone.
From now on, I don't want no visitors.
You take care, son.
Darius.
I'm not usually so rude. It was just...
coming from the hospital and seeing Darius like that.
And then you acting all the big man in the club.
I just thought it was some kind of bad joke.
I was excited, that's all. I never thought...
Of course you're excited, and so you should be.
Press is saying you're dead talented.
A year ago I was just another scabby-headed kid watching on the terraces
and now I'm playing in the Premiership.
- Bet your mates are impressed. - They'll be impressed by this and all.
Me going for a drink with the Shannon Lawson?
I've got a whole wall back home with nothing but you on it.
And I taped your documentary, watched every single episode.
I sound a bit sad now, don't I?
- So how was your first day? - Oh, blinding.
- Managed to piss off the skipper, though. - Oh, Bruno's a dickhead.
I don't know why Gidigbi isn't captain. He runs the show.
Can I tell you something, Shannon, and you won't laugh?
I swear on me best Jimmy Choos.
- He scares the crap out of me. - Tre? Nah, he's all right.
He's just got a bit of a chip because of all that racist stuff he had to go through.
His girlfriend's got attitude, but she's okay, too, once you get to know her.
- I should be taking notes. - Yeah, next time come prepared.
- I've got all the goss. - Next time?
- I mean... - Too late, you said it. That's a date.
- Bloody hell, you don't hang about. - So how about tonight?
Obviously, the situation has caused us all deep distress.
We've just asked that the press allow us to deal with this in private, in our own way,
so that we can get on with our lives.
It's been a terrible time. We're just glad it's over.
(TAPE REWINDING)
... that it's over.
(TAPE REWINDING)
... terrible time. We're just glad that...
...it's over.
Daddy's here, Angelica! Be a good girl and go and wait in the car.
Give us a kiss.
- Bye-bye. - Bye, darling.
Have you heard from my lawyer?
She called the other day. I haven't had a chance to get back to her yet.
Well, call her.
I can't be waiting around for you to get your act together.
I've got to buy a proper home for Angelica.
- So you're not after Milligan's Hall? - No, thanks.
You and Widow Twankey are welcome to it.
I didn't come for a fight.
If it's cash you want, I'll do you a good deal.
What's wrong with you anyway?
- Have you been taking something? - No, I'm fine.
I just...
Do you ever think about it?
You know, what happened to Conrad?
Why? Been having a few guilty pangs now, have we?
I'm not surprised, shacked up with his wife and kid.
Jesus, I don't need this.
I was only trying to talk to you like a reasonable human being.
You never bothered when we were married.
Sorry, allegedly married.
Ooh-la-la.
- You like? - I like.
Would Madame like her bags in her room?
(CONVERSING IN FRENCH)
- Not that you're gonna be using it. - Uh-huh.
GARRY: Roger.
Looking for anything in particular?
Amber? You in?
Daddy, can I go in my playhouse?
No! You stay away from there!
Daddy's got to go outside and check first, yeah?
Why don't you watch some DVDs?
I bought you some new ones.
That's a good girl.
(BEEPS)
AMBER: Hi, just popped out for a manicure.
Give me a call if you want anything special for dinner.
I'll see you later.
Oh, Angelica, if you're there, I'm bringing lots of treats back for you.
(BEEPING)
BRUNO ON ANSWERING MACHINE: It's over.
CONRAD: You're out of your mind.
BRUNO: It's been a terrible time.
CONRAD: I'll see you in hell.
- It was him. It was Conrad. - Slow down, Bruno.
- I need you to stay calm for me. - Conrad just called me.
You're being ridiculous, darling. I mean, how could he have left you a message?
- I just heard him, he's... He just... - Just try and meditate like I showed you.
- He just called me from the answering machine. - I'll be right back.
- Okay? - Can you just... Can you just get home, please?
(BEEPING)
CONRAD ON PHONE: It's over.
VOICE MAIL: Message deleted.
Want to tell me what's running through your mind?
Or shall I call security and get them in here to drag your arse out?
It's all this business with Fry.
Well, the kid was badly hurt.
Or is there something that you're not telling me?
No, go on. Spit it out. Obviously there's something on your mind.
Well, if I didn't know better,
I'd say that somebody paid someone
to do something.
Very cryptic, Webbsie.
Well, let me see if I can be a bit more clear about this.
I reckon you had him done over for the insurance.
- Some imagination you've got there, Webbsie. - Well, how do you explain it?
Football is a dangerous sport.
And sometimes people get hurt.
And now you're threatening me.
- Oh, the FA are gonna love this. - Get them involved. Be my guest.
In the meantime, we'll all suffer.
The stockholders, well, they'll go nuts.
The policy won't pay out.
And we'll lose Watson.
Now, is that really what you want?
You're a good manager.
And your team...
well, the team is on the up.
So, don't...
blow it.
What's this, hush money?
Let's call it a little Brucey bonus for last Saturday's result.
What, for the score line?
Or for what happened to Darius afterwards?
I don't want your money.
Let's get this straight, Webbsie. This is not a bribe.
This is a thank you from your employer for a job well done.
And if you don't accept it,
well, I shall be deeply offended.
Now, are you on the team bus
or ain't you?
AMBER: I'll see you later.
Oh, Angelica, if you're there, I'm bringing lots of treats back for you.
(BEEPING)
VOICE MAIL: You have no more messages.
I've tried it six times, Bruno.
I swear there was. I heard him!
I want Mummy.
It's okay, baby. It's okay.
Look what you're doing, babe.
This can't go on.
You're overtired and stressed.
Why don't you go upstairs and have a lie-down
and I'll deal with Angelica, yeah?
Go on.
Last night you thought he was a twat.
I was wrong, Lucy. He's lovely. I swear.
Fancy me going on a date.
Why wouldn't you be? You are drop-dead gorgeous.
Any bloke would be lucky to have you, and don't you forget that.
Aw. Hey, do you want me to see if he's got a fellow for you, Luce?
Chamomile. It'll calm you down.
What happened to your pendant?
Oh. I lost it. Sorry.
You really are all over the place, aren't you?
I think he's haunting me, Amber.
- I swear. - Are you listening to yourself?
No one's haunting anyone, okay?
Go to sleep.
Everything will seem better once you've had a rest.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
(CONRAD'S VOICE ECHOING)
It's over.
I'll see you in hell.
It's a nice place.
It's just temporary till I find something better.
You look fit as fu...
I mean, you look really fantastic.
Thanks.
Not so bad yourself.
Oh, pink champagne, my favourite.
I read about it in FHM.
"My Top Ten Pink Things" by Shannon Lawson.
Pink champ is number three, I think.
Oh, that's so sweet.
Stay right there.
I want you to look just like that.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- I'll get it. - You relax.
Always running around after me.
Tre!
(LIBERTY LAUGHS NERVOUSLY)
LIBERTY: What the hell are you doing here?
Well, I just thought, sod it. Paris is a romantic place
and I can always get an early flight back in time for training.
No call? I mean, who just turns up unannounced?
TREMAINE: What's the matter? You got a man in there or something?
Just going through my schedule with Ursz.
I'm sorry, you just gave me a fright, that's all.
Of course I'm glad you're here.
I'll just be in my room if you need me.
Look, I don't want to interrupt if you guys are still working.
- I can wait. - No, no, we're just about finished, aren't we?
Looks like I timed things great.
I just thought, "Liberty,
"Paris, hotel room.
"What the hell am I doing in London?"
- Shannon? - Get yourself over here, big boy.
Shannon, this is my...
Well, shit the bed.
You'd better lower the central heating, Callum.
Must be too hot in here.
Amber?
You okay, sweetheart?
I heard you clunking around while I was bathing the kids.
- What are you talking about? I've been in bed. - No, you haven't.
You were talking to someone and then you went outside.
Bruno, look at your feet. You've got mud all over the bed.
Eh? What the hell?
You must've been sleepwalking.
The kids are asleep and I thought I'd come and join you.
Give you some of my own special relaxation therapy.
How does that sound?
No, I was... I was just getting up anyway.
Come on, Bruno.
I promise I'll be gentle.
I'm not really up to it, babe. I'm still half asleep.
Look, why don't I get a wash and I'll meet you downstairs, yeah?
Fine.
If you put it like that, I'll meditate instead.
It beats taking a cold shower any day, eh?
I went past the Eiffel Tower in the cab on the way here.
They had fireworks off the top.
Amazing.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR)
- Room service. - I didn't order anything.
I did.
Come in.
(DOOR OPENING)
Merci.
If you're gonna stuff your face, I'm going to bed.
No, babes.
Just give me a minute.
I already told you I can't afford to eat loads those weeks when I'm working.
Trust me.
Have a look under there.
I swear to you there isn't a single calorie.
Go on.
Liberty Baker, love of my life,
my whole reason for living, my moon, my sun,
my whole universe.
The only thing that kept me going all the time I was stuck inside
with all those nonces and ponces...
Well, anyway...
Will you marry me?
Conrad, please, please forgive me.
I swear, I didn't mean to do it.
I can't take much more.
(SOBBING)
I can't take much more.