Footballers' Wives (2002) s05e07 Episode Script

We've hardly been out of here the past few days.
Thought you'd have had enough of me.
I think you know the answer to that.
You don't miss her, then? Who, Eva? She's We should be organising the housewarming.
Jackie, can you just cough or something, please, love, so at least I know where you are? Well, thanks for all your help and support.
Roger, are you all right, love? I'm sorry.
It's just that the doctor said you've got to learn.
Yeah, can you just sit me down, love, and give me my Dictaphone? - There you go.
- Thanks.
(DICTAPHONE BEEPS) Thoughts for a new formation.
Saturday.
Milligan drops into a holding role to neutralise Carter.
Look, Roger, I know you're trying to keep your hand in.
I'm trying to do some work here, love.
And I'm more than just keeping my bloody hand in.
Well, I just want you to be realistic, that's all.
Start enjoying what else is out there.
Look, this meeting with Garry isn't until lunchtime.
Why don't we go out for a walk or something? Help take your mind off things.
Yeah, well, I know exactly what's on Garry Ryan's mind.
I'm blind, I'm not bloody useless.
He's not gonna get my job away from me that easy.
There's a lot of knowledge in here.
A lot of know-how.
I just don't want you to push yourself too far.
So you don't think I've got anything left to offer, either? You know I don't think that.
Look, I'll drive you.
Yeah, well, I can't exactly drive myself, now, can I? (DOOR OPENING) Feel a million squid, new woman and all that.
Welcome home, love.
Did they say prayers over you and that? Oh, I tell you.
I don't want to get overexcited, but it was mind-blowing.
I saw the Virgin.
And she she actually entered my body.
Really? When she left, I felt like she took the cancer with her.
Don't go getting your hopes up too much, Trisha.
There's millions of miracles happen at Lourdes, why can't I be one of them? Oh, that's ace.
Thinking positive.
Look, I got to go to training, but I'm made up seeing you look so good, Mum.
Bye.
Oh! I bought a prezzie for you.
They know their booze, the French.
Lovely.
Thanks.
Right, well, better get unpacked.
- I'll help you.
- No, you're all right, love.
I'm telling you, I feel as fit as a fiddle.
I have to say, you do look great.
Thanks.
Well, I managed to get to the beach a couple of times.
Where did you find a beach in the middle of the mountains? Oh, yeah, well, when I say beach, riverbank, more like.
I laid out after I'd been immersed in the waters.
Just to dry off, like.
Daddy! Oh! What are you doing here, Bruno? - I just want to see my little princess.
- She'll be late for school.
Mummy's right, sweetheart.
Bye, darling.
Off you go.
Love you.
- Did you hear the news? - What? I'm being touted as the new manager.
That's great, but I'm gonna go for it.
Top job.
I just want you to see I'm really getting my life together.
- All for you, Luce.
- Oh, of course it is.
Whatever.
- Listen - Just say it comes off, yeah? You'll come out with me, celebrate? I'd feel bloody stupid ordering a magnum on my own.
Aren't you being a bit premature? I mean, it's just press speculation.
We do need to meet up anyway, though.
What about a late lunch? After training? Yeah.
I'm gonna make a go of this.
Give you and Angelica security for years to come.
I promise.
(KNOCKING AT DOOR) Oh, cheers.
I wondered where they were.
"Fumar puede matar.
" - Sounds Spanish.
- Probably.
I got them off some bloke stopped at Customs.
Trying to smuggle in thousands.
You're not exactly looking after your health, though, are you, Trisha? It's funny for someone with the big C.
Well, if I'm gonna die, it won't matter, will it? And if I'm cured, it's like starting from scratch.
- Lungs of a 20-year-old.
- Oh, well, might as well stick two fingers up at Him, then.
"Thanks for the miracle, Jesus.
" So, are you gonna go back to your doctor for a scan? - See if you've been cured? - I should, shouldn't I? Well, I thought you'd be desperate, though.
To find out if the Virgin Mary really did make off with your cancer.
Oh, I am.
I suppose I should try getting an appointment today.
Do you want me to come with you? Hold your hand? If you don't mind, I'd rather be on me own.
Miss Turner.
Well, don't you look stunning? No question.
I was wondering when you might pay a visit.
Can I offer you a drink? You can offer me some good news on the manager front.
Ah.
I wish I could.
But there's not a lot of talent about.
Yeah.
Does seem to be a distinct lack.
Well, if an expensive new South American player could get the hang of playing in the rain, well, that might help.
But then, well, maybe he's been too busy playing with other things recently.
I haven't been neglected, if that's what you mean.
Oh, you're not one of those boring one-guy gals, are you? I don't do pensioners anymore.
Sorry to disappoint.
(PLAYERS WOLF-WHISTLING) Oh, don't mind me, boys.
I took a wrong turn out of my meeting.
I'm gonna get my nails done.
- I'll come meet you after, okay? - Okay.
(WOLF-WHISTLING) Hey, what you looking at? If she don't want us to look, she shouldn't be giving it out.
I just need something telling me everything's okay.
I'll pay.
I've told you, this isn't some sort of shop.
We don't just do scans on anybody that asks for them.
Your doctor's got to refer you and you have to get your notes.
I just need a bloody CT scan.
Look, if you think you require emergency medical attention, you should go to A&E.
Can you take those back to the medical records, please? They've been discharged.
Hello? - Boss.
- What do you want, Milligan? I'm busy.
I've not long left in the game, and, you know, I've never been more dedicated.
Your point is? Well, basically, I'm your man.
Player-manager.
I've got a good year or so left in me at least.
No offence, but it wasn't so long ago that you were acting like an extra in One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest.
But I got my shit together now, boss.
I've been putting in extra hours at the gym, before and after training.
You know, try and encourage the others.
It's where I want to head, boss, you know, when I hang up my boots.
So, I wouldn't need paying any extra, it's the opportunity I'm after.
Do you like them? Can't wait to draw them down your back.
- You are never to display yourself like that again.
- Excuse me? Never.
Ever! You understand me? You'd better get one thing straight, darling.
I don't let any man tell me what to do.
They're footballers, Tanya.
They will take advantage of you, like that.
(SCOFFING) I know how to handle footballers.
Well, the only footballer I want you handling is this one.
Look, I can't be dealing with this! Tre, it's horrible in that hotel.
Can't I just come home? - You ain't going home with me any more! - How many times? Urszula was just a stupid infatuation.
You were in prison.
I was vulnerable, Tre.
But it was always you.
From the moment I laid eyes on you.
I just took you for granted.
If you let me, I'll never do it again.
I swear.
You won't get the chance.
Can't you let it go now? I mean, would you rather it'd been another man? I'd rather it had been no one! (WAILING) Look at the state of you.
Milligan? We were stripping him of the captaincy just a month ago.
Oh, come on, Sparks will go down the tubes! What? And I'm supposed to call him boss? - Fat pissing chance.
- Well, you said it.
And that's been your trouble all along, Webbsie.
Cooperation ain't your middle name.
Yeah, well, I mean, you know, perhaps I am being a little hasty here.
You know, Milligan, he is a fantastic player.
I mean, perhaps he has got more up top than I give him credit for.
Well, that's not the point, is it? I don't see how I can keep you on.
The board would have my dick on a skewer.
Yeah.
I mean, come on, Garry.
I mean, you've got a big say.
You could do if you wanted to.
No can do, Rog.
I'm sorry.
Truly.
(DOOR OPENING) You know, you shouldn't be chairman of a pissing ladies' team, let alone a great club like Sparks.
You don't know shit about football.
I know enough to know that I need someone who can keep their eye on the ball.
You know, one good thing about being blind is I'll never have to look at your fat bastard face again.
Roger! I'm sorry.
(JAZZ PIANO PLAYING) Thank you.
You're right.
I have behaved very badly, you must be very angry with me.
You are my passion.
Just as long as you don't think it's possession.
It's the Latino in me.
And you keep that spirit for partying, darling.
Tomorrow I will.
You know, in Brazil we have a saying.
Festejar e viver.
To party is to live.
Bottle of your finest bubbly, sweetheart.
Cheers.
It's a lot of responsibility.
Shows how much they think of me.
Poor Jackie.
Roger must be devastated.
Well, he's had his shot.
Now it's my turn.
The thing is, I've got something to tell you, Bruno.
You don't seem to give a shit.
I'm the new manager of Sparks.
What's bigger than that? Bruno, I'm pregnant.
For real? (LAUGHING) Jesus Christ.
This is the best day ever.
- It's not as simple as that.
- Yeah, of course it is.
It's me and you, Bruno.
I don't want another baby to go through what Angelica's gone through.
I said, didn't I? Things will be different.
Like last time and the time before? I've been thinking about maybe not having it.
You what? Just keep calm, okay? Over my dead body you'll get rid of it.
How could you be so selfish? I've got a say in this.
Hey, man, come on, you better let her go, huh? Take it easy.
Have a seat.
Show's over! Lucy? I owe you.
You need to stop doing this shit to yourself, girl.
It's what happens to me when you're not there.
Get yourself checked into a clinic.
What's the point? Because I'm nothing without you.
Sometimes I just want to close my eyes and it all be over.
It's not your problem.
I don't want to see you like this.
Stupidest thing I ever did, cheating on you.
- I just wish - Hey Like I wish I could get the image of you and Urszula out of my head.
I can't go back and change it.
Either you forgive me and you want me back or you don't.
Take me back, baby.
It's you I need.
My big, strong man.
Please, Tre.
(TOILET FLUSHING) Have you eaten something funny? Not exactly.
I'm pregnant.
Oh, Christ.
Should I be saying congratulations? It's Bruno's.
What do you think? Then get rid, sweets.
It's no worse than a colonic if you get it done early doors.
Hmm? Oh, that feels good, Shan, for real.
(SIGHS) I had a blinding training session today, I tell you.
I really got my focus back now my mum's feeling better.
You don't really think that it's some kind of miracle, do you? Well, sure, it might be a load of crap but we've got to play along.
Do we? Eh? Just the health warning on the cigarettes, it's in Spanish.
Well, do you not think that's a bit odd, going to Lourdes and bringing back Spanish cigarettes? I used to buy her Greek fags down Romford Market.
Just she's never even said who her consultant is.
So? - I'm just saying.
- Well, don't, yeah? She's off at the hospital, and you're on at me suggesting she's been Well, what? I don't know.
Keep on at me like this and me and you are gonna fall out.
Big time.
Mum, for Christ's sakes! It's not like I ain't seen it before, love.
Look at this.
They had a cancellation.
Fitted me in.
I'm in remission.
- I got another go around.
- Remission? SHANNON: That's fantastic, Trisha.
CALLUM: Really? You're not messing with me, serious? Oh! This calls for celebration! So, what was it like? The scan? I mean, did it hurt? No, you just stand there and this machine moves down your body like a camera.
Stand? Lie.
I mean, lie there.
CALLUM: Right, come on.
Champagne! Come on.
Oh, God, that's fantastic! I can't believe it! All the banter, thinking on your feet.
Jesus Christ, just having a reason to get up in the morning.
Calm down, Roger.
Football is, well, was everything.
What have I got now, eh? Well, there is me, love.
It's all I've ever known, it's just been taken away from me like that.
Just forget about the football.
I mean, we can use this.
Think about selling up, maybe getting a place in the sun.
What for, eh? Go and play golf all day with a set of white clubs? I'm blind, Jackie.
Have you got any idea what that's like? No.
I can't even guess how awful it is for you.
But I want to be here with you, Roger.
By your side.
Jacks.
I think the world of you, love, but Get me another drink, will you, please? A large one.
It's just, you know, without my job, without football, I'm nothing.
I'm not the man you married.
I'm not really a man at all.
Rog, here you are.
Uh, listen, I've just got to pop out for a while.
Where? Well, just a quick drink with the girls.
I keep putting them off and Oh, I get it, yeah.
You need a night off from your disabled husband, do you? Well, go on, then.
Shove off.
I won't be long, I promise.
Hello, Sara? It's Shannon.
Have I got a feel-good story for you.
It's Callum's mum.
She's had a miracle cure at Lourdes.
Yeah.
Only she's really, really shy about it and oh, God, she'd kill me if she knew I said anything.
(DOORBELL RINGING) Well, fancy.
Just in time for cocktail hour.
I'm not here for a party.
I'm here for Roger.
Garry, please, he's lost his sight.
He's going out of his mind.
Surely the club owes him something.
We'd be grateful for any role you could give him.
Please.
Come in.
Let's have a chat and a drink.
You deserve it.
Nobody thinks about the carers, do they? And it can't be easy.
I just want you to help Roger get his life back together.
Of course you do.
Of course you do.
Callum Watson? Sara Keogh, The Record.
I understand your mother's recently been to Lourdes.
- What's it to you? - We'd like to cover your story.
You know, do a feature.
It'd be great to give hope to others.
And if we could get a picture of you both Look, I don't want any publicity.
Obviously, we'd pay.
Think of all the ill people the money could help, Trisha.
And all you've got to do is tell your story, yeah? JACKIE: You would've reacted the same.
I mean, he's blind, Garry.
He's angry.
Look, I can rein him in, though.
You know, make him an asset to you.
I give you my word.
It's not about the money.
I mean, he'd do it for peanuts.
I'd have to have a word with Milligan and see how he felt.
'Cause he might think that he was being undermined.
I could propose that he be involved in the pre-match pep talk.
Be on hand to offer Bruno some fatherly advice.
- Do you think that'd be a problem? - Problem? That'd be a dream come true.
Oh, thanks so much, Garry.
We can't have him falling apart on you now, can we, eh? Let's have a little drink to celebrate.
Let's have a toast to Webbsie and Sparks back on top.
That's the only way I'll agree to seal the deal.
Well, just the one, then.
I can't wait to tell Roger.
That's it.
Sorry.
And who was your consultant at this point? I don't really want to say.
I mean, 'cause he'll feel dead bad, 'cause he weren't the one cured me.
How about just the hospital, then? Netherington General.
But I don't want to mention that.
Did you suffer from any side effects from the chemo? Well, she was ill.
Sick and that.
What about any photos from the trip to Lourdes? No.
You might need these.
For your research.
He's so proud.
I mean, if he could see what I can see now, he'd see what a wonderful man you are.
You know, giving him another shot again.
GARRY: And you're an angel.
Ah! (ECHOING) I tell you, I'm gonna put some music on, okay? And then, well, we'll polish these off, and polish off the bottle, eh? It's one of mine, I'm afraid.
But you did say you were a fan.
(POP MUSIC PLAYING ON STEREO) Oh, I loved this is as a teenager.
What was the dance now, do you remember? (SINGING DRUNKENLY) This was it, wasn't it? Right.
(JACKIE MUMBLING) Don't look so surprised.
I can enjoy myself, you know.
I tell you what.
We'll do We'll do it once together, and then we'll pop the cork on another bottle, huh? Good idea.
Come on.
Donkey rides.
(DOOR OPENING) Jackie? Jackie, is that you? Where the shit hell is she? (SINGING) JACKIE (SINGING WITH MUSIC): # Hey, donkey ride! # GARRY: Hee-haw.
(CHUCKLING) Garry, what the bloody hell are you wearing? This is my mask, innit? You know, for the donkey dance.
Here, try this one.
Oh, leave off, will you? Go on, I thought you knew how to have a good time.
All right.
(GARRY LAUGHING) GARRY: Hee-haw.
(LAUGHING) Come on, get on my back and we'll go for a donkey ride.
- What? - Come on! Just once around the room, eh? All right, mister.
But you well might live to regret this.
I mean (LAUGHING) (GARRY EXCLAIMING) - GARRY: Oh, light as a feather.
- Giddyup, giddyup.
(GARRY GUFFAWING) - Giddyup! - Hee-haw.
Oh! (BOTH LAUGHING) JACKIE: Oh! GARRY: Now, it's my turn.
(ECHOING) Roger was never man enough for you.
I'm gonna show you what you've been missing.
Garry, what are you doing? No.
Go on.
Do the donkey dance for me.
You were my biggest fan.
No! Garry! No! (GARRY GROANING) Wait.
I was only messing about, Jackie! A bit of fun.
(GROANING) Hee-haw.
Roger! Roger! Roger, please! Roger (SOBBING) Jackie? Is that you, love? What time is it? Where the bloody hell have you been? I was at Garry Ryan's house.
Garry You'd better be joking, love.
What happened to drinks with the girls? I was trying to help you with your job.
And he He tried to rape me! Rape? While you were sitting here moping about and feeling all sorry for yourself, I had him slobbering all over me! That bastard, I'll kill him! - I did it for you, Roger, you - I can't believe you went to his house! What were you thinking? I don't suppose there was any witnesses there, was there? - Yes or no, Jacks? - No! Well, so no point going to the bloody police, then.
I told you he was a pervert! How could you be so stupid? Oh, shut up! Jackie! (DOOR CLOSING) CALLUM: I do not shitting believe this! Now, don't go getting upset, Mum.
The papers, they're saying things.
Loads of crap.
Like what? Oh, God.
What rubbish.
Trisha, they reckon that you've never had cancer.
As if you'd do that.
Pretend you were ill when you're not.
I mean, who would? Think of all those poor people who really do have cancer.
Exactly.
It's not legal what they're saying.
- We'll get the club lawyers on it, soon as.
- No! - No, there's no need.
- There's every need, Trisha.
We can't let them get away with this, can we, Callum? We'll get a statement.
Something from your doctor, won't we? Fetch his number.
I just don't want to get into this.
A big fight with the papers.
Well, I'm about ready for a frigging fight.
Give me his number.
Mum, give me his number.
I can't.
It just got out of hand.
I never meant it to go this far.
- What are you talking about? - Well I never actually had cancer.
Eh? It wasn't really a lie, it just slipped out.
Well, Shannon was taking you away.
It broke my heart.
You made it all up? It's 'cause I love you What you've done, it's shit.
- How can you say you love me? - 'Cause she's messed up, Cal, in the head.
She needs help.
I don't need help, you stupid bitch.
- I just want to talk to my son - I'm not your son no more! You just pack your bags and piss off.
I can't even look at you.
Cal, wait.
Please! Jackie? Jackie, you there, love? I'm sorry, love.
I'm sorry.
What I said Look, I'm out of order completely.
You know, it's not your fault, love, none of it.
What he did.
Roger, if I hadn't have managed to push him off.
I know he would (SHUSHING) Love, shush.
I'm here now.
And you know, you're right.
Sod the football.
You and me, that's what's important.
And I'm gonna take care of you from now on, okay? - I just want you to be happy.
- I will be, love.
I will be.
(LATINO DANCE MUSIC PLAYING) I'm not sure this is a good idea, you know.
I don't want you picking a fight.
No, love.
It's like you said, if he is here, we're just gonna rise above him.
- Roger.
- Jackie, whatever he does, he's not gonna come between you and me, okay? Let's just enjoy the party.
Hello, darling.
Listen, is Garry here? No, he's got a sponsorship dinner.
Lucky for the rest of the lads, eh? How could they stand the competition? Hi, Roger.
How you feeling, darling? - You all right? - Great.
Oh, there's Shannon.
See you.
Love, why don't you go and get us a couple of drinks, eh? Okay.
Lucky Eva outbid me or I'd have been a few hundred thou down.
I'd have sued your mother's tits off.
If the fake cancer hadn't got to them first.
I'm dead sorry, Tan.
But we were just as taken by her.
It's a lovely place you got, though, isn't it? Thanks, sweet.
Oh, excuse me.
Oh, you two kissed and made up.
- You know it.
- Keep your hands off, 'cause he's all mine.
So, what do you think? Pretty good, huh? It's amazing.
What the shitting hell are you doing here? Tanya and I go way back.
Look, I was going to come over and say sorry.
Sorry? I should pissing whack you one for what you did.
I wasn't out to get anyone, Callum.
In fact, when Shannon called, she sold it as a feel-good story.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! "When Shannon called"? JACKIE: Oh, I don't know where he's got to.
- I know he'd love to talk to you both.
- Hey, look, don't sweat it.
I'm sure we can catch up with the boss later.
(DOOR OPENING) If you're gonna have another go at me, save it.
I ain't in the mood.
Maybe I was a bit harsh earlier.
It's not your fault, is it? Family, eh? Mine aren't exactly the Brady Bunch, either.
Yeah, but it's all right for you, innit? You got Paulo.
I mean, even Gidigbi's back with his missus.
But all the women in my life, they're just sneaky bitches.
Yeah, but Shannon's a star, though, isn't she? Come on.
Nobody has a bad time at one of Tanya Turner's parties.
It's a rule.
- I thought I said it never came from me.
- I thought you meant officially.
- I assumed your boyfriend already knew.
- TANYA: He's drunk.
It was a stupid mistake.
- This man is abusing my hospitality.
- Now, wait a minute, mate.
Mate? What is this "mate", huh? I don't think I understand your English quite right.
You can explain, maybe.
A mate, is that somebody who comes over to a friend's house and then takes advantage of him by making a pass at that friend's woman? Is it? A pass? What the hell happened? Nothing.
Look, it was nothing, Paulo.
I should tear you limb from limb, you little prick.
Now, look, look, just calm down, calm down, man! Don't you think you're overreacting? Look, the kid just probably got a little bit frisky, that's all.
No harm done.
I'm defending my woman.
You are acting like a tit.
Come on, you.
We're out of here.
Why don't you go upstairs and pull yourself together? You're behaving like a child.
Thank you.
I'm sorry, Tanya.
He must've gone home, yeah? He's been a bit moody since - Well, you know.
- Sure.
- Well, give him mine and Paulo's best, okay? - Yeah.
See you later.
You calmed down now, sweet? What the hell are you doing? He thinks he can come into my home and disrespect me? I'm a man! A man! Not a dog! Oh, Jesus.
(CAR ALARM BEEPING) No one makes a fool of Paulo Bardosa again! (GRUNTING) I will not have it.
(GRUNTING) Thinks he can cuckold me in my own home and get away with it? (PEOPLE GASPING) No! Stop it, Paulo! For Christ's sake, stop it! I've been bad.
(PEOPLE GASPING) I deserve to be beaten.
Punished.
I'm dirt! What are you doing, man? I deserve to be punished.
All right, just calm down, man! Come on, get a bloody grip.
My room.
Mama send Marcelo to his room.
Mama! Send Marcelo to his room.
Shouldn't we call a doctor or something? Mama! Mama! Mama! Mama! (CROWD CHEERING) (DOOR BANGING) (FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) Ah! Roger.
What a surprise.
Jackie's told me everything.
I'm gonna destroy you.
Hobbling Fry? The FA's gonna hear about that one.
Well, I seem to recall you accepting a substantial bonus around that time.
Or is my mind playing tricks? I don't care anymore.
I've got nothing left to lose.
You saw to that.
I just wanted to hear you admit it, you know, what a sleazy, sick bastard you really are.
Roger, Roger.
Don't you know that sex is all about power? Yeah, well, it is for you, because that's the only way you're gonna get any.
By forcing people! Well, while we're laying our cards on the table, I want to tell you what a rush it was to get Jackie to do what I wanted.
Of course she said no.
But then, they all do at first, don't they? (GRUNTING) Oh! Are we shadow boxing? (GARRY LAUGHING) What's this? Oh! Still protecting Jackie's honour? Well, you're doing a sterling job.
That's it, Ryan.
I'm going to the police.
I'm gonna tell them that I was part of the plan to ruin Fry's career.
I don't care if I get 10 years for it.
Might as well sit in a cell as a mansion.
You know, sometimes, there are advantages to being blind.
Sometimes, there are disadvantages, too.
For Christ's sake, man, take the lift.
Just one last time, 'cause I don't ever intend inviting you back here.
Whatever gets me away from your stench quickest.
Going down.
(LIFT DINGS) See you in court, rapist.
'Cause nothing's gonna stop me this time.
(ROGER SCREAMING) (CRASHING) Ever heard of famous last words, Webbsie?