Genre: Comedy, Drama, Romance
Runtime: 112 minutes
Are you here for fantasy football?
You look like a pro!
It's brilliant. They're a top team, and the coach is ace.
What's that down your leg?
Ain't you never seen a burn before?
Aw, it's disgusting!
Back off you wanker!
Your just jealous because I can skin you alive!
Oh! The skill the skill the skill!
[A boy has picked up Jess and Mrs. Bhamra watching behind bushes comes out, all the boys go silent and Jess is put down]
Chi, chi, chi! He was touching you all over! Putting his hands on your bare legs! YOU'RE NOT A YOUNG GIRL ANYMORE! And showing the world your scar, ay yi yi...
Jessie, now that your sister's engaged... it's different. You know how people talk.
She's getting married, not me!
I was married at your age! YOU DON'T EVEN WANT TO LEARN HOW TO COOK DHAL!
ANyway I'm not playing with boys any more.
Good! End of matter!
I'm joining a girls' team.
They're proper matches. The coach said I could go far.
Go far? Go far to where? Jessie, we let you play all you wanted when you were young, huh? You've played enough.
That's not fair! He selected me!
'He'?! She said it was girls!
The coach, Joe.
See how she lies? I don't want you running around half naked in front of men, huh? Look how dark you've become, playing in the sun!
But I'm really good!
Who will want a daughter-in-law who can kick a football all day but can't make round chapattis? Now exams are over, you'll learn full Punjabi dinner! Meat and vegetarian!
No! This is where you spoil her! This is how it started with your niece, the way that girl would answer back and she ran off to become a model wearing small, small skirts!
Mum, she's a fashion designer!
She's divorced, that's what she is! Cast off after three years of being married to a white boy with blue hair! Her poor mother hasn't been able to set foot in that temple since. I don't want the shame on my family. That's it! No more football!
Jessie, your mother is right. It's not nice. You must start behaving like a proper woman. OK?
Anything I want is just not Indian enough for 'em! I never bunked off school for those daytimers like Pinky or Bubbly. [Note:Who is Bubbly?] I don't wear make-up or tight clothes. They don't see that!
Parents never see the good things.
Anyone can cook aloo Gobi, but who can bend a ball like Beckham?
Just play and don't tell them. Pinky's been sneaking off for years to see Teets, NW they're getting married and nobody cares. What your parents don't know won't hurt. [Hands her a tissue]
Why should I have to lie? It's not like I'm sleeping around with anyone!
Jess! Hello! I thought you'd be here.
This is Tony. This is Jules from the team.
Jess is well made up with your team.
We've got high hopes for her, especially me.
My mum doesn't want me to play any more.
That's bollocks! My mum's never wanted me to play. You can't take no for an answer. Yeah, but my sister's getting married so Mum and Dad are stressed out. I won't be able to get to training and matches.
Come on, Jess. You can't leave me alone out there. Joe has an American scout coming over. Don't worry about your mum. Just say you got a summer job. I could put in a good word for you at HMV with me. So, now we've got that sorted, show me what your fella can do!
[Jess and Tony speak almost simultaneously]
He's not my boyfriend!
I'm not her boyfriend! [Tony clears throat and runs along with Jules kicking a ball]
Jess, come on! Are you playing?!
Nah, I'm in a hurry!
You can't go to work on an empty stomach.
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