Drama following the rise of a young Hispanic footballer from the slums of Los Angeles, whose dreams of playing professionally become a reality. With Kuno Becker and Anna Friel.
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MAN SPEAKS SPANISH
MEN SPEAK URGENTLY IN SPANISH
-SIREN BLARES MAN ON MEGAPHONE:
-Remain where you are!
This is the United States Border Patrol.
Remain where you are.
Remain where you are.
This is the United States Border Patrol.
He is so hot.
MEN SHOUT IN SPANISH
THEY SPEAK SPANISH
THEY CONVERSE IN SPANISH
Well, we won 4-2. Scored a couple. Should have got another one.
-There's always Plan B.
-Which one is that?
The American dream. We win the lottery.
You have to eat something.
Hey, boss? I've been a bus boy now for six months.
Why can't I be a waiter?
This Chinese restaurant. You're not Chinese.
So what? This is America. You're American, I'm American.
You have green card?
If I had one, could I be a waiter?
No. You're not Chinese.
Tommy! Hold your position!
You're supposed... Tommy, you're supposed to be on the wing.
It's not a cup final. He's seven years old.
You're never too young, Val.
To be honest, I don't think Tom's that into soccer, anyway.
-MAN: Hey, watch out.
-Go on, Tom.
-A Santiago! A Santiago!
COACH SHOUTS IN SPANISH
He's quite a player.
Oh, yes, he is.
Did you teach him to do that?
God taught him.
Doesn't look right. His balance is all wrong.
He doesn't look up enough.
Doesn't lift his legs high enough.
That's what all the other teams think.
Then that happens.
SHOUTS IN SPANISH
Well played, son.
Did you ever play professional?
Well, er... pro teams go for college kids,
and, er...none of us went to college.
When's your next game?
There's someone I bumped into on the plane on the way over here.
I want him to see you play. He's a sports agent.
I'm serious. I think you're worth it, son.
Listen, no offence, but I need to get to work.
I used to play a bit myself.
England. I was a scout too. I know what I'm talking about.
What's your name, son?
SHOUTS IN SPANISH
I'll see you Saturday, Santiago.
SHOUTS IN SPANISH
I don't know, man.
Meet this guy and everything could change...
..for the better.
-'Baseball. Tennis. Soccer...'
-Barry. Is this a good moment?
-No time like the present, mate.
So, he's a young Mexican kid from the barrio.
He dazzled me, I tell you, Barry,
and as you know, I don't dazzle easily.
The last time was a young kid called Jermain Defoe.
I'd rather not talk about that, Glen.
So, he's playing on Saturday afternoon.
Some college downtown.
Right, well, you tell me exactly where it is and I'll be there 110%.
Glad to hear it. PHONE RINGS
Oh, hang on, though.
Why don't you knock yourself out and help yourself to some finger food?
Probably don't do sashimi in Gateshead, do they, mate?
See you later. Yes, bruv?
-Would you like some sashimi, sir?
-No, man, I'm in LA...
CHEERING AND APPLAUSE
-All right, gather round. Let's think about it.
Gather round, gentlemen. Get out here.
We've got the game plan. Let's stick to it today...
-Whoo! Come on, Santiago!
MAN SHOUTS IN SPANISH
Val, can I use your phone?
Glen. Glen. Mate.
I'm in a business meeting, brother. I'm in a meeting.
Been in a meeting all morning.
Sorry, listen, mate, do us a favour, all right?
Can you send me a tape of your boy?
G...? Glen? G...
PLAYERS SHOUT IN SPANISH
Yeah! Come on! Come on!
SHOUTS IN SPANISH
COACH SHOUTS IN SPANISH
SPEAKS SPANISH Gracias, Grandma.
Santiago, well played, son. Well done.
Thank you, thank you. This is my little brother.
Hello. How are you doing? Pleased to meet you.
And this is my grandma.
-This is my daughter, Val.
So, you are the agent?
No. No, no, no. This man arranged for the agent to come.
And he didn't, I'm afraid. He's, er...
You know, he's too busy.
So, he'll come to the next game?
No, no. I'm afraid he can't.
He's flying back to England tomorrow. So am I. So...
Look at that. Maybe the old man is right.
You dare to dream, you get screwed.
Hello? Who is this?
'This is Glen Foy.'
Glen Foy. Do I know you, Mr Foy?
Uh...well, I was one of your scouts when you first took over.
You fired me, actually, when you brought in the new regime.
'I don't hold it against you.'
Hope you don't. So, why are you calling me at 3.30 in the morning?
Sorry. I'm in California.
Er... I've just seen a young player. I think he's a remarkable talent.
-Who's he play for?
Oh, just local league. Kickabout stuff.
The point is, I'm on a plane home tomorrow,
and I want you to make me a promise.
'If he turns up on your doorstep, will you see him?'
You want me to promise you this, right?
Just give him a run out. That's all I'm asking.
If I say yes, can I go back to sleep?
Er, yes, Mr Dornhelm.
Then yes, Mr Foy.
CHURCH BELL RINGS
How are you doing?
Fine, thank you. What are you doing here?
Your coach told me where to find you.
If you get yourself to England,
Newcastle United will give you a trial.
Newcastle United? That's a big club.
Very big club.
He thinks I'm good enough.
Why you fill him with ideas like this?
Who the hell do you think you are?
And you - why don't you keep your feet on the ground,
instead of your head in the sky?
It's a big thing you ask, senor.
He's supposed to fly halfway across the world on something you say?
The manager's made me a promise. He'll give him a trial.
The rest is up to him.
So, look in my eyes and answer me this question.
Can Santiago make it as a professional?
Aye. I believe he can.
Dad. We've got to go.
If the freeway's busy, you're going to miss your flight.
Here's my card. It's all my numbers.
Think about it. Give me a ring.
It's good to meet you.
Good to see you.
You got enough?
E... Enough what?
Everyone knows you keep your money in that boot.
So, are you going?
Well...Grandma thinks I should.
What does Dad think?
I haven't asked him.
How far away is England?
..400 bucks too far.
Go back to sleep.
How could you do this, Dad?
You knew what it was for.
Two more weeks and I have enough.
To chase a stupid dream?
Big-time ball player in England. Come on.
And when you fail, how are you going to come back with no papers?
I got one chance,
and you think I should just, what, give it up for what you do?
What I do is take care of my family.
In Mexico, I work construction,
and at night I clean up in a brothel!
But I save enough to bring us to America.
And when your mother walk out on us...
No, when she walk out, I hold this family together.
Leave her out of this, Dad. Please.
I make enough for this house, and now we have our own business.
That's how things get better. That's how you measure a man's life.
It's your life!
Ladies and gentlemen, this is a very good day for the club.
Gavin is a very gifted player
and should fit in very well with our set-up here at St James' Park.
I'm very pleased to present him...
Winning the league's out of sight, Erik.
What are your realistic goals for the rest of the season?
Well, finishing in the first four, and qualifying for Europe.
I think it's essential for a club like this.
To do that, you're going to have to take maximum points
from your next few games.
Um...look. The club has had some problems lately, yeah?
I'm here now, yeah?
And I'm not in it for fame or money or anything like that.
Um... I like to win matches.
So, maximum points shouldn't be a problem.
So, now do I get a room to myself?
Who's going to help you with your homework?
-You won't do it if I'm not here.
-He'll do it.
Take a shower before you leave. You smell real bad.
Am I leaving tonight?
Sure. Before your father gets home.
when your mother walked out on us...
I promised God I'd do everything to help you boys follow your dreams.
You deserve this chance, Santiago.
-WOMAN ON PA:
-'Passengers making Connection flights from Mexico...'
Purpose of your visit?
Business or pleasure?
I... I play soccer. Football.
I hope to.
This young man wants to play for your team, Mr Henderson.
We need all the help we can get.
'You're in England? Where?'
Um...somewhere in London.
how do I get to Newcastle?
Hey. How's it going?
Why didn't you call me from LA, let me know you were coming?
Is it OK that I'm here?
Oh, no, no, it's fine.
You just caught me a bit off guard, that's all.
Well, you'd best stay with me till you get settled.
Welcome to the Toon.
What is that?
It's where the Geordies live.
What is a Geordie?
Someone that lives in the Toon.
You've a lot to learn, bonny lad.
Y-You mean "toon" like "Looney Toons" and stuff, like Bugs Bunny?
You live here alone?
Aye. Well, my daughter, you met.
You have a wife?
Uh...she died a couple of years ago. Cancer.
she, er...she sent you this.
Oh, well, it's, er...
She had it since she was a little girl.
Er, I'm not much of a Catholic, mind.
She thinks you're a good man, so...
Santiago, your dinner's ready.
SEAGULLS SQUAWK OUTSIDE
-I thought you worked in football.
-Not any more.
I was finished a while back, like some of these cars.
-Do you fix them?
-Aye, fix and restore.
Listen, there's not...
There'll not be anyone at the club till...10,
so why don't you get yourself something to eat,
some breakfast or something?
-Do you have any money?
No. I mean, I'm OK.
-No, I can't.
-Take it. Turn right.
-Just for now.
KIDS SHOUT PLAYFULLY
Eh, mister, can we have our ball back?
-Aye, if you work in a circus.
Here you go. Sorry. Here.
-Oh, nice throw(!)
-I've heard some of the players have a problem with Gavin Harris.
-They don't like his attitude.
Well, three clubs in five years should tell you something.
I think he's better playing on the inside.
If he's in a mood, he gets lost out wide.
Aye, right enough, like.
What are you looking at?
Sorry, but you're talking about soccer, right?
Football? ALL EXCLAIM IN AGREEMENT
That's all there is to talk about.
-Where are you from, son?
Oh, aye. You know Charlize Theron? She's a cracker, like.
What are you doing up here?
I have a trial for Newcastle United.
-A trial, like?
-Are you serious, lad?
Yeah, yeah. Maybe today, actually.
You'll want to lay off the black pudding, son.
What is it exactly?
You don't want to know.
-Football's a religion up here.
In London, you've got any number of teams. Same in the Midlands.
Manchester, you've got two. Liverpool have got two.
Glasgow's got two.
Up here, though, it's just the Toon.
There she is.
-Is that the manager?
-Erik Dornhelm. Mr Dornhelm.
Can be a bit intimidating. Make sure you look him in the eye.
I don't think my look will make a difference.
It'll be my feet.
Mr Dornhelm, excuse me. Glen Foy.
This is the young man I was telling you about.
-From Los Angeles.
When was this?
When I phoned you in the middle of the night.
You promised to give him a trial.
Yes. Uh, one minute, please.
You like that? Score a hat-trick, you can have it.
I'm sure you have a watch.
And I'm absolutely sure it's an expensive one.
-What time does it say?
Sorry, boss. I was dropping a shirt off for a sick kid in hospital.
Tell you what, the PR people should've had a camera there.
Would've been a really good photo op.
There are six journalists inside
waiting to talk to you for 15 minutes.
Get in there.
And today, you train with the reserves.
-Where do you play?
-I mean position?
Yeah, for my team, I play up front, but I prefer midfield.
That way, I see more of the ball.
Get him over to the training ground. Let's see what he's got.
-Will do. Thank you very much.
Hey, I'll be around.
MEN SHOUT OUTSIDE
WHISTLE BLOWS OUTSIDE
Hiya there. How are you feeling, son?
Mal Braithwaite, club coach.
I've been a friend of Glen's since he was a player here,
so I'm on your side, son, OK?
-Yeah. Thank you, sir.
I'm not "sir". I'm "coach".
"Sir" is the gaffer. That's who's going to be watching you today.
All right? Fit?
-Good. Let's go.
You'll be fine.
-Get up the field!
-Keep moving it!
-Put it square!
I want you midfield, on the right, OK?
-Gavin. You know who Gavin is?
-Slot in behind him there.
That's the fella. OK?
Get Eddie off.
Eddie! Come off!
OK, pal, swap bibs with him. Do your best.
Hey, Mal. Mal. Who's the muppet?
He's from Mexico. Be gentle, son.
Yeah, I'll look after him.
-Go on, pass it.
-Hey, yo. Hey, yo, yo.
-That's it, pal.
-How are you doing, Mal?
-All right, boss.
Hi, Bobby. How are you?
Bring the kid into the game!
-Look at me.
Yes! Yo, yo.
-There it is.
Hoo, hoo, hoo, hoo!
What? Hello? Speak louder, please.
-Oh, come on!
All right? Let me call you back.
Let the kid take it!
Go on. Have a go.
Face up. How many?
Get yourself a shower.
MEN TALK INDISTINCTLY
I don't know, Glen.
My... My legs wouldn't do what my brain was telling them.
I'll be better tomorrow, I promise.
There's not going to be a tomorrow, Santiago.
Get in the car.
You know, my father believes people have a place in life.
You work, you feed your family.
And it's foolish to think otherwise.
-Excuse me, sir. Can I...
I spoke with the fella on the door.
He said I could come in and look for someone. I won't be a second.
Glen Foy, from this morning.
Listen...I'm sorry to interrupt the proceedings.
Have I missed all the boring speeches?
I'm going to make one of those boring speeches.
This distraction is not welcome.
Well, if you'd answered my calls, I wouldn't be here.
What do you want?
Listen, this kid...
-Would you like to sit here?
He's, er... Listen, he's grown up in poverty and hardship
and his only way out is his skill with the ball.
He's flown 6,000 miles on my say-so.
He's jet-lagged. He's nervous.
You know, he's never SEEN mud before and you put him on a pitch like that.
And then you spend the whole time on your mobile.
I saw him flat on his arse most of the time.
Yeah, there was one moment of magic...
when he took the ball on the bounce,
turned Magowan, took it down...
I saw it.
Looks good. I hear they do you well here.
Listen, when I was a scout,
I used to spend the whole time on muddy days,
watching young lads, and just once in a while,
there'd be one that would come along and lift your heart.
Like this lad.
Just give him a month.
MUTED CROWD ROAR
Ah. So, you've found all my yesterdays?
I was just...looking.
My wife made this scrapbook.
You never told me you were a major league player.
Aye. Well, not for as long as I'd have liked.
Got an injury. Did my knee in.
Look at that - shorts were shorter, hair was longer.
Didn't make £8 million a year either.
But you were still heroes.
Oh, aye, footballers have always been heroes,
even in my father's day, when they were earning eight quid a week
and working down the mine at the same time.
-There you go.
-No. No, no, no.
I cannot accept it. It's too special.
I'm not giving it to you.
Try it on. I want to see what you look like in the black and white.
-What's the point?
-What's the point?
Well, you've got a month's trial.
-Better phone your granny again.
MAN SHOUTS: Come on, faster.
Right, listen up, you lot.
This is Santiago Munez. He's from Mexico.
-No, Los Angeles.
-Los Angeles. Whatever.
Anyway, before this day's done,
I want each of you to let him know who you are, OK?
Right, let's get into it.
Come on, Jim. Push it hard.
Gerry, go on.
Nice one, Freddy.
Nice work. Come on!
Come on, Santiago!
-Hey, Santi, I've been to Mexico once, you know?
-Yeah? You like it?
-One day, son.
But not today. Come on, move!
-Do you want to sit down, please?
-It may be a little high.
Well, cos you are so close and you smell nice and...
Are you the club doctor?
No, I'm the club doctor's nurse. He'll examine you soon.
-Did you fill in the paperwork?
Uh, just a couple of words I didn't understand.
OK. Like what?
Like...this one here.
That's "cardiovascular". It means heart problems.
Oh. No. No.
And how about that one?
Do you have any problems with your lungs or breathing?
Do you want to step on the scales?
What's your name?
-I mean your first name.
-You don't need to know that.
You don't need to know where I live, what my star sign is
or what I'm doing on Saturday night.
-I'm going to have to take blood.
Really? I don't like needles.
-But you have a tattoo. Or is it a rub-on transfer?
-That was a gang thing.
-You were in a gang?
Not any more.
There's only three ways to get out of a gang -
either you get shot, you go to jail
or, in my case, you have a grandmother
who kicks some sense into you.
Sorry, tough guy.
WHISTLE BLOWS, MEN SHOUT
Oh! WHISTLE BLOWS
-What's your problem?
Eh? Problem? What problem?
-Come on! What?
-Ignore him. He's a tit.
-Walk away. Come on.
-Hey, forget him. Forget him.
-How long did they give you?
That's not long. At least I got six.
I was with Tranmere Rovers before this.
They signed me from school when I was 14.
-Oh, yeah? How's it going?
That's Gavin Harris.
They just signed him for £8 million.
-Hughie Magowan's 33.
Unless every other centre back in the squad breaks his leg,
he'll not play for the first team again.
Well, you're the new kid on the block, son,
and you've got something he never had - flair.
You know, most players, myself included,
they play within themselves, they play to their strengths,
so they don't expose their weaknesses.
The great players, the ones with flair, they take risks,
because they don't believe they're risks.
Here, put your coat down here.
Three and in. You're in.
They control the ball, the ball doesn't control them.
Look at this - two jackets and a ball. It's all you need.
Finished with that, son?
I'm sorry. Sorry.
-There you go.
Hey, listen, I could, er, show you the town, if you like? Tonight.
Go clubbing. Bevvy. Women.
Yeah. Uh...do I need an ID or something?
Yeah. I mean, how old do you have to be here to get a drink?
FUNKY HIP-HOP MUSIC
Hey, listen, mate, if you want an autograph,
write to the club, ya muppet.
Oi, listen, Elvis, I'm with the club too, you know.
Oi, mate, I'm with the club too, you know.
-I've never seen you before.
-I don't go out much.
Hey, hey. Nurse Harmison! Nurse Harmison!
You want to come in this club with us?
No way. It's full of bozos, that place.
-Yeah? Where are you going?
-We're going to the Spyglass.
-What do you say?
-Here we go, here we go.
-GIRLS CHUCKLE HARMISON:
Canny wine, this Rioja.
It's from your part of the world, isn't it - Spain?
Uh, no. I'm from LA.
I'm from Merseyside.
LA and Merseyside? What are you twos doing up here?
CLEARS THROAT Well...
We play for Newcastle.
I thought you said players were off limits?
Relax. They haven't made the reserves yet.
Well, as long as you're mired in mediocrity, pet,
you're in with a chance.
I'm sorry, but I don't know what that means.
It means don't change. Don't become something you're not.
Well, my life's already changed just by being here.
I grew up on a council estate
with a dad on the dole and a mum on the booze.
Change is fine with me.
Uh... I remember you now.
-You're the one with the toe.
You had fungus behind your big toenail.
Do you have to mention that?
I guess, in your job, you must see the whole team naked, right?
I know what you'll say. Don't be that obvious.
No, no. I won't ask who's the biggest.
-What do you think I am?
-OK. What were you going to ask?
Who has the smallest?
It must be you, because she can't tell us.
-MEN SHOUT MAL:
-Mark up! Mark up!
Stay with him.
-Remember what I told you.
OK, pass. Pass the ball.
-Why didn't you pass the ball, man?
Hey, lads, over here. Come on, gather round.
-Hey, Mal? Give me five minutes.
So, when I say "go", I want you to run as fast as you can to the goal.
What did you learn?
-That you can score from halfway?
That the ball can travel faster than you.
Here we pass the ball. You understand that?
We're a unit, not a one-man show.
The name on the front of the shirt
is more important than the one on the back.
-See you later, Santi.
-This really is the final countdown
for Newcastle United.
Only three games left this season,
and to qualify for Europe in the Champions League
and all the riches that goes with that,
they'll have to win them all, starting today.
Oh, man. LAUGHS
Never an easy team to beat, Chelsea -
-well coached, well drilled.
-They certainly are.
Hello, mate. All right, mate? I'll see you at half-time.
..No, I'm with Gavin's girlfriend. I'll call you back.
How is that possible?
Well, for all their possession, you have to say
that Newcastle haven't yet created one clear-cut chance.
By a brilliant sense of positional play,
he's managed to avoid all contact with the ball.
-Well, maybe he's playing hurt.
-Nah, he's hung-over.
-Right, get him off.
Now, this looks quite bad for Newcastle.
The very last thing they need is another injury.
They've already got several walking wounded out there.
Right, ten off.
Free kicks. Most of the corners.
Wait a second. It's Gavin Harris who's coming off!
He's taking Gavin off. What the hell is he thinking about?
-What are you doing, taking me off?
-Only five minutes left to play.
Still no score, though Chelsea still have the upper hand.
-They've got one at last!
And it's Patrick Kluivert!
-Evening, Mr Dornhelm.
-Good night, sir.
-You going out tonight?
-No, I'm absolutely done in.
What are you doing here? Are you hurt?
No, no, no, no. I got great news.
-I made the reserve squad.
Oh, that's great.
I've only one week left on my trial. This game is make-or-break.
If the boss sees me do well, he'll keep me on.
-I'm sure he will.
-Do you play for Newcastle?
Well, sign your name on that.
-They'll all be asking for your autograph soon, you know.
Will that bother you? I mean, what is your problem with footballers?
I don't have a problem with football.
It's fame I have a problem with. It's my dad's fault.
He was in a rock band that got hot for five minutes.
No way! Would I know him?
I doubt it. I was only three.
Anyway, the point is, some of the players remind me of him.
Why don't you tell him, Grandma?
Tell him about the game.
Hey up, lads.
Sit down, pay attention.
Now, Dougie's hamstring seems to be holding up,
so we'll give him a run for at least half.
Santiago. I want you on the right flank.
But keep tracking the number 8 - he's slippery.
I'll translate that for you later.
Jamie, I want you to slot in behind the two strikers.
And remember...don't let them panic you into playing football.
-Right, come on! Let's go!
-Let's kick some!
Come on, boys! Let's go! Let's do this.
What was that?
What's wrong with him?
Right, come on, let's have a wall. Let's have you back!
Jackie, you're all in!
Santiago, get back!
Here, mate, do you want to put on a red shirt?
You're having a shocker.
You all right?
I think that's enough.
I think you're right.
Go and get yourself an early bath, son.
What's the matter? Are you hurt?
Been out on the town?
Is there something you want to tell me, son?
I don't know, Santi.
I know you've got the skill.
But maybe you don't have the pace or the stamina for the English game.
Maybe you'd be better off playing back in LA.
I'm going to have to let you go, son.
Does Roz live here?
Roz, it's for you.
Oh, God. Mum, I'm a wreck.
Are you the, er, young man from LA?
-She'll be down in a minute.
-Can I get you anything, pet?
-No, thank you.
I went there years ago when me husband's band was on tour.
We stayed at the Hyatt House on Sunset.
They called it the Riot House in those days.
Er...aren't you meeting your friends at the Wheat Sheaf?
No mad rush.
Nice to meet you, Santiago.
Nice to meet you, ma'am.
-(Love that name.)
-Off you go.
I lied to you.
At the physical.
I have asthma.
OK, well...have you told them?
If I'd done that, they wouldn't have given me a trial.
So tell them now.
They fired me.
I'm so sorry.
I came to say goodbye.
Why so soon?
I don't belong here if I'm not in the team, Roz.
Well, you can find another team.
I guess I was just...
I was just dumb to think I could make this work.
Worse thing is, I've let people down.
Come on, pet.
My grandma... My grandma.
This happens to players all the time.
It's part and parcel of the game.
We hardly know each other.
I can see why they took you off last week.
Yeah, I need one. Urgent. This is Gavin Harris.
And I'm Clint Eastwood. Make my day.
Look, I'm serious. This IS me.
'I need a ride, pronto.'
'Are you anywhere near Blake Road, Gordon?'
'Gavin Harris is stuck on the estate and needs a car, desperate.'
I've already got a fare.
He's first team, man. Get there ASAP.
Got to do a detour, bonny lad. Celebrity in peril.
Hey, you're that kid from LA, yeah?
-You going to training as well?
-No, I have to go to the station.
I screwed up.
Tell me on the way. You know what the gaffer will do if I'm late.
So, you're Gavin Harris?
Come on, Sant.
With all due respect, gaffer...Mr Dornhelm,
the club will be making a big mistake if you let this lad go.
I've played with him, I've played against him.
I can see he's got it. So can all of the other lads.
-I mean, technically...
He's better than you?
..he's in that league.
See, what happened last night was he lost his inhaler.
He's got asthma, for God's sake.
This is true?
Yes, sir, but I tried to hide it.
Lying is a problem. Asthma is not.
You can get shots, medication, acupuncture.
Didn't your doctor back home explain this to you?
I don't have a doctor.
All I got is a free clinic in LA.
People keep pleading your case, Munez.
All I want to do is prove them right, sir...
if you give me the chance.
-You think you deserve it?
-I know I do.
See the doc. Tell him about your condition.
Then report for training. All right?
This is a decent thing you did.
Yeah. I do what I can.
Now explain - why are you dressed for discotheque
and 47 minutes late for training?
-Do you like him?
-Running late, Magowan?
-Got there as quick as I could.
-Hughie! Hughie! Yes, please, fella!
No more of that. That is naughty, OK? Last one. Away you go.
He'll think twice about doing you again.
Thought you didn't like me, man.
I don't, but my sister over there would get upset if you got hurt.
She thinks you look like Antonio Banderas.
I can't see a thing.
-OK, you're almost there.
OK. Little step down. OK.
-Oh, my God. It's amazing.
-Can you believe this?
A month ago, I said goodbye to the city, goodbye to you,
and now I've got a contract...
-and this little apartment.
How can you afford it, though?
Gavino! Say hello to my friend.
I didn't say you could bring women here.
Oh, I'm sorry. Shall I go?
-No, I'm just kidding, mate.
-Ciao, bella. How's it going?
Oh, make yourselves at home.
There's... I think there's stuff in the fridge.
Oh. Takeaway pizzas and ladies' knickers.
Not hard to figure out his lifestyle, is it?
He's all right. (He saved my ass, remember?)
Got a bit of a repertoire, I've heard.
We're professionals. Football is our life.
-Good to see you.
-How are you tonight?
The players know it.
Yeah, it's all clans and cliques in the dressing-room, innit, love?
Hey, listen. What's cool and hangs up?
All right, mate.
-All right, Baz?
-Look at you.
Crispy, mate. How are you? Good to see you.
-Say hello to Santi.
Going good, mate.
Notched a pair for the reserves Saturday.
-Hi. How you doing?
have you got your contract sorted till the end of the season?
Do you mind if I ask actually who...who handled that for you?
-He works in a garage, bruv.
-Well, it's not actually...
Yeah. No, don't get me wrong. He's a lovely fella.
I mean, he used to be an absolute cracking player, apparently.
But what does he know about marketability?
What does he know about endorsements?
You make the first team, Santi, and next season...
..I'll get you a Gap ad.
Hey, pet. Do you fancy a dance?
Uh-oh. Watch out. He's a salsa man.
No, thank you. Sorry.
Hey, bro, what's going on?
Hey, Papa, it's Santiago.
He can't talk right now, OK?
No problem, man.
Take them up the back pitch, Andy. Give them a stretch.
I've got my eye on you, Hughie!
What's up? I just saw the reserve list.
I'm not in the team. I didn't even make the bench.
I don't get it.
I play where you tell me to play. I play how you tell me to play.
I didn't drop you, son. You're not at my disposal.
-What are you talking about?
-You're playing with that lot.
In London. On Saturday.
-MAN CALLS OUT:
What are you waiting for?
-OK, guys. Let's get to work. Come on.
COMMENTATOR: Newcastle scraped through with that win over Chelsea.
But it won't be enough in itself.
Liverpool are breathing down their necks.
And to make it worse, there is a makeshift look
to the Newcastle United line-up today,
with all their injury problems.
And one of their substitutes, Santiago Munez,
is a completely unknown quantity.
-He certainly is, yes.
Apparently, Martin, he was discovered in a park in Los Angeles
by Glen Foy, the ex-Newcastle midfielder.
Well, he's been turning some heads
with his performances in the reserves,
but this is a much, much higher level.
I just wonder how he will cope if he does get the nod at some point today.
FANS CALL OUT ENCOURAGEMENT
FOOTBALL MATCH ON TELEVISION
-What have I missed?
-Not a lot.
How are you feeling?
I'd feel a lot better if we come away with three points.
YELLS IN FRUSTRATION, FANS GASP
FANS GASP MAN: That was useless. He's useless.
Howay, man. Give him a break.
-Get in it! Go on!
-Put a challenge in, man!
FANS ROAR DISAPPROVAL
Did you see that?!
-Come on, ref!
Munez. You're going on.
COMMENTATOR: It is a bold move, but really, in the circumstances,
I don't think he's got much other choice.
And it is now quite a day for this young man.
This is your chance. Give me your jacket, man.
Who the hell is this?
That's my son.
That's my boy - Santiago! I'm his father!
If he scores, like, I'll buy you a pint.
Come on, son. Sit at the bar.
Come on. Here.
-MAN ON PA:
-'..to be replaced by number 26, Santiago Munez.'
-What a great run by Munez!
-SANTIAGO CRIES OUT
-He's gone down!
-Come on, boys!
-YELLS IN SPANISH
-Come on, boys!
-YELLS IN SPANISH
-Penalty! Penalty, boys! Penalty!
ROZ: Calm down, you.
I can't watch it if that playboy's taking it.
-All right, now. Just calm it down, all right?
REFEREE BLOWS WHISTLE
How about getting that pint now, son?
-A little early.
-Not in Newcastle, it's not!
-Howay, the lads!
Only seconds to go, and if it ends like this,
it will be a happy journey back to the northeast
for the Newcastle players tonight.
BLOWS WHISTLE, FANS ROAR
-Right. You should lie down, you.
-Oh, beautiful. I know. Beautiful stuff.
What did you notice when you won that penalty?
Uh, I noticed, er...
You should have noticed the other two players
in a better position than you.
But you don't pass - you go for glory!
Hey, how are you?
Oh, stop brooding about it, man. The gaffer does that to everyone.
You've played great. Everyone saw that, yeah?
Hey, hey. Johnny.
Congratulations. You were...amazing today.
My whole family are mad Real Madrid fans.
My grandma, she loves you, man.
Well...carry on playing like that, you'll be there one day.
See you round.
Nice to meet you.
-Well, you know how it is...
Hey, let me introduce you to my mates.
-This is Raul. Santiago Munez.
Hola. SPEAKS SPANISH
Take care, yeah? See you later. All right, man.
They're over here shooting a commercial.
-Mucho dinero, Santi.
Come on, let's go. This place is dead.
What? What do you mean? Where?
This is my town, son.
MUSIC PLAYS, CHATTER
GAVIN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY
-SANTIAGO: Hey, nice party, man.
-This ain't the party.
What are you t... Come on. Follow me.
We're going upstairs again.
THIS is the party.
Fill your boots, son. It's your birthday.
-Shame on us!
-Get in there!
That's it. Lovely. Get in there, son.
-Excuse me. Hello.
-Come on. Don't be shy.
That's right. A bit of ball control. Lovely.
Come on, don't be shy. Your mother wasn't.
POUNDING DANCE MUSIC
-Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Not your kind of party?
I never know what to say.
You wouldn't need to say anything to most of the girls in there.
LAUGHS SOFTLY I have a girl.
Well, I think I have one. I met someone I really like.
Well, she's very lucky.
How did you and Gavino meet?
Party like this.
Much the same people.
Musos, models, footballers.
Listen, don't tell him I've gone.
Not that he'd notice.
-Do you want to explain this?
There's nothing to explain, sir.
It was just...people fooling around at a party and...
When you travel with this club, you're an ambassador for this club.
Mr Dornhelm, it's not my fault...
It is your fault you exposed yourself to this kind of situation.
-Who is the other player?
-The other one?
It says there are two Newcastle players. Who is the other one?
I...I cannot tell you that, sir.
You mean you WON'T tell me.
Roz. Roz. Hey, I have to explain about that picture.
-The one in the Sun.
-I don't read that rag.
-Good. Then you haven't seen it.
I showed it to her. Looked like a good party, that.
Are those lasses' tits real?
It wasn't how it looked.
Look, I don't want to talk about it, OK? I'm busy.
You should go and visit your friend Jamie while you're here.
He's in examination room B.
Hey, what happened, man?
Oh, I got stretchered off in a reserve game.
They've sent me here for an MRI scan.
You'll be fine. They can fix anything these days, man.
-I don't know.
It felt really bad when it happened.
I could just tell.
I reckon I might have to skip them salsa lessons.
His meniscus is shattered.
And there's a tear in the lateral cruciate ligament.
I don't know what that means.
Just tell me, can he play again?
Not if he wants to walk, no.
CHEERING, COMMENTARY IN VIDEO GAME
-All right, geezer?
Hey, man, thanks for covering for me, yeah?
We're even, OK? I don't owe you no more favours.
You're screwing up your life, man. That's how you lost Christina.
-She'll be back.
-No, she won't.
How do you think that picture ends up in the paper? Bluto sold it.
And how much does your other buddy make dealing drugs
at all the fancy places you get him into?
Hey, you think I'm some greaseball who doesn't know stuff?
These are probably the best years of our lives, and how long have we got?
10, if we're lucky? Or even less if we get hurt like Jamie.
And it can happen to any of us, just like that.
We're one tackle away from flipping burgers.
MEN CHATTER IN SPANISH
SIGHS Where's Dad?
Come on, Dad! Let's go!
Wake up, Dad! Dad, wake up!
Hey. I meant to come over and explain about that thing in the newspaper.
Santi, I had a call from LA. You need to phone your grandmother.
Glen, what's happened?
His father. Heart attack, apparently.
Is he going to be all right?
-I've got it.
-Oh, it's OK, man.
Thanks for everything.
DORNHELM: There you go. Brilliant. Thank you.
Can I have a word?
listen, I was the other bloke in that picture.
And...I thought you should know...
it was me that dragged Santi's arse into that party to begin with.
He didn't even want to go. It's not his scene. He's a good lad.
I take full responsibility.
Boys with big bank accounts, but still boys.
This is not an excuse for you any more.
-You're how old?
-29, I think.
The young players should be looking to you for an example,
off the field as well as on.
Am I right?
I hear what you're saying, boss.
you're not the first person to say it.
BOARDING ANNOUNCEMENT ON PA
SANTIAGO'S FATHER SPEAKS SPANISH
Santiago! YELLS IN SPANISH
SIRENS WAIL IN BACKGROUND, YELLS IN SPANISH
Sir, we're boarding now.
-Keep stretching, lads. It's going to be a long day.
What the hell are you doing here? Why aren't you on the plane?
I'm sitting in the airport and I think to myself,
"At least now I have an excuse,
"a reason to give my buddies and everybody else
"why things didn't work out.
"Hey, my dad died.
"I had to come home, take care of business."
Know why I needed an excuse?
Cos that's the way my father made me think.
He took away my self-belief.
He made it impossible to have...
-Aspiration. You understand?
I don't need an excuse.
The only person who can tell me I'm not good enough...is you.
And even then...
..I may not agree with you.
You're right, Santi.
There's no point in coming back.
It's God's will.
SANTIAGO'S GRANDMA SPEAKS SPANISH
So, how are you feeling?
SIGHS I never made peace with my Dad.
He never made peace with you either.
No, but...he never forgave me.
You don't know that.
How can you know that?
What about all those pictures you sent home?
I don't know where home is any more.
Yeah, you do.
It's green. And it's got a goalpost at each end.
How are you doing?
Tough thing, to lose your father.
I remember when I lost mine.
Yeah, thank you.
You shouldn't be here.
The groundsman is having a fit.
His turf is sacred.
I just, er...
..just wanted to see what it felt like.
to be on this pitch.
You'll find out Saturday.
Now, get off the grass.
I'm in the squad for the Liverpool game.
-You'll get us a ticket, will you?
Well done, son! Well done!
-Well, I never doubted it, son.
First time I saw you, I said to Phil - didn't I, Phil?
-"That lad's got it."
-No, you didn't.
I owe you, man. Breakfast, remember?
-Get in. We're celebrating.
-Is that Gavin Harris?
We're meeting a couple of girls at the club, then back to my gaff.
La vida loca!
I'm joking. Blockbuster and pizza.
Hey, can we put the top up? My ass is freezing, man.
Buy a coat.
KIDS YELL AND CHEER
COMMENTATOR: It all comes down to this -
the last game of the season, against their main rivals, Liverpool.
The next 90 minutes will decide Newcastle's fate.
Will it be Europe, and all the glory that goes with it, next season?
If so, they have to win today.
I'd check your ticket.
So, then. Are you single, then?
DORNHELM: OK, listen up.
..you know what you have to do.
Sant's come on.
Sant's come on. Whoo!
Now, Newcastle are choosing to start with young Santiago Munez.
It's only his second-ever appearance in the senior side.
And I guess they'll be hoping he'll produce some of the flair
that he showed as a substitute at Fulham last week.
Come on, Sant. Come on, Sant. Come on, Santi.
PLAYER GRUNTS, CROWD ROARS
COMMENTATOR: Oh, it is getting physical down there now.
You can feel the determination. Both teams really need this win.
-MAN ON RADIO:
-I've got an airport pick-up for you, Gordon.
Hi, Tommy. I'm rushed off my feet. I'll get back to you.
-Excuse me, lads.
-MAN CALLS OUT:
Room for a little 'un!
-How's it going?
-We've made all the early running.
-How long's it been on?
COMMENTATOR: Oh, that's given away by Liverpool.
And it's Alan Shearer looking to organise a counterattack here
for Newcastle United.
He's got support to his right. Stephen Carr.
CROWD MURMURS EXPECTANTLY Now Dyer taking over.
And Harris is getting into the middle. Here comes Harris.
CROWD ROARS And a goal!
It's a dream start for Newcastle!
And what a way to answer his critics!
-MAN ON PA:
-Number 10, Gavin Harris!
PLAYER GRUNTS, WHISTLE BLOWS
CROWD ROARS DISAPPROVAL
COMMENTATOR: Referee has given the foul.
A free kick to Liverpool.
And they've taken it quickly!
PLAYER GRUNTS, CROWD HOOTS
COMMENTATOR: It's a corner.
A free header!
Liverpool are level! One-one!
-MAN ON PA:
-Goal-scorer for Liverpool -
number 25, Igor Biscan.
COMMENTATOR: Newcastle have given the ball away yet again.
In to Baros.
He's got a chance to shoot here.
Oh, it's in! Liverpool lead! Two-one!
They've conceded two goals in quick succession, without reply.
That's a devastating blow for Newcastle.
Now, can they come back from it?
-MAN ON PA:
-Goal-scorers for Liverpool...
COMMENTATOR: So, here we go.
Second half, with Liverpool firmly in the driving seat.
And that second goal has really knocked the stuffing out of the fans.
Oh, it's a great chance for Gerrard!
Oh! So close! CROWD GASPS
Had that gone in, it would have been good night, Newcastle.
And now it's Munez. The youngster's got some great skill.
Trying a give-and-go here with Alan Shearer.
-SANTIAGO YELLS INDISTINCTLY
-Come on. Pass.
COMMENTATOR: It's a goal! It is two-two!
We should have a talk about your lad.
Talk about what, Barry?
You know, representation. It's going to be a feeding frenzy.
It's going to be murderous. A lot of sharks out there.
I know. That's why he signed with me.
COMMENTATOR: It's a great effort, this, by Newcastle.
But remember, if it stays like this,
it will still be Liverpool in Europe next season.
Only three minutes to go now, and Newcastle are running out of time.
They've got to try and find a winner from somewhere.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
ALL YELL ENCOURAGEMENT
-Go on, son! Have a go!
WHISTLE BLOWS, GAVIN CRIES OUT
COMMENTATOR: And Harris! Free kick here, in a very dangerous area.
Foul, referee! Took him down. Give him a card, man.
Well, a real chance for Newcastle, this.
But who's going to take it?
COMMENTATOR: Well, I hope they know what they're doing.
It's young Santiago Munez who's stepping up,
with only seconds left to play.
And he must feel that the hopes of an entire city
are resting on his shoulders.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
And I thought you didn't even like football!
Newcastle's newest and youngest player
gives the fans a brand-new song to sing.
Ah! That's my grandson! His brother.
-It's true. And he's from here.
-Hey, we met his dad.
-How could you?
He was here for the Fulham game, me darling. He was over the moon.
-Aye, he was...
Dad was here?
COMMENTATOR: Only seconds to go. Time almost up.
Someone wants to speak to you.
Santiago, we saw the game.
Julio and me.
No, Glen's daughter brought us.
-You were fantastic!
Si! And I want to tell you something else, about your father.
You know when I played against Fulham?
My dad saw the game!
He saw me play, man!
He's probably watching you right now.
Drama following the remarkable rise to prominence of a young Hispanic footballer from the slums of Los Angeles, whose dreams of playing professionally are realised when Newcastle United offer him a trial.