Rush

- You've got to take control, Hol. - (LAUGHS)

- She's a natural, see? - You'll pick her up after training, then?

Yeah. I'm the new boy. I've got to catch the boss's eye.

If I want a place, I've got to do a bit of extra graft.

You'd better do some with me soon.

All right. I'll race you to the car, yeah?

Go on! Go on!

Ian?

Tell Lara I'll pick her up.

Hello?

Marie! Hiya, love. What have you been up to?

Still raining in Bolton?

What? Marie, you can't just...

Ready, babe.

Yeah, come on, let's go.

You look gorgeous.

Oh, my bleeding head!

- Are you all right, Mum? - Morning, Jackie.

- Good night, was it? - Nadine kept feeding me doubles.

Chardonnay thought you'd found me a new dad.

Are you sure you wasn't on a double date?

Well, all you two think about is sex.

Jesus!

Get off! There's a cuppa for you over there.

Does that mean I'm forgiven?

No.

Don't give me a hard time, Tan.

I don't mind you having a night out. I'm just asking you to phone me.

I said I'm sorry.

Give us a kiss.

Go on. Go on.

Don't get me fired up now.

You've got five minutes, haven't you?

I'll give you more than that when I come home from work.

I can't wait till tomorrow.

Cos I get better-looking every day.

I love you!

STEREO“. I How do you deal with that?

I How do you deal with that?

I How do you deal with that?

I How do you deal with that?

I How do you deal with that?

I How do you deal with that?

Ian! Ian!

Hi, big man.

I How do you deal with that?

- (SHOUTING) Jason!

On the right, Ian!

OK, I think that's enough for today.

OK, lads! That's time!

Hello, sweetheart Oh, was it good?

Yeah.

Mummy!

All right, Don?

Yeah. Yeah, great.

Say thank you to Lara for inviting you.

Thank you.

Wanna stop by for a cup of tea?

I've got to get back. My sister's coming to stay.

Hi, Ian!

Kyle, fancy a few games of snooker?

Chardonnay's meeting me. We're going shopping.

Not that bloody wedding again!

Oi, Jase, shove it up your arse, mate.

Maybe later, love.

You keep it up, lad.

- Jason? - Yeah?

When you're ready. The boss wants a word in his office.

All right, Arch. (MOUTHS)

- And don't keep him waiting. - (LAUGHS)

I'll line one up for you.

Make it half a dozen, Tel.

Are you all right?

No. You're here.

- Thank you. - Is this a surprise for Donna an' all?

- Son of. - Marie...

I'll be putting me teeth in a frigging glass by the time you pair invite me down.

Go on, Ian. I've done you a favour more than once.

- Hey, Ian! - You'll have to wait a minute, mate.

I need a pee.

Yeah, all right, look. You see the White board on the right? Go through that.

It's all right, mate. She's with me.

See you, Jase.

Yeah.

Just lift your head a little higher.

Sorry, that's it.

If you rub up against me one more time, I'll put it in the mincer.

Sorry I'm late, babe.

He just gave me his autograph, didn't you, mate?

Sorry. It was my fault.

I could let you off, for a quick flash, Chardonnay.

Too bad.

Let's go, yeah?

Will somebody open this shitting door?

Are you bloody deaf, woman?

I suppose carrying a key's out the question?

Had a hard day by the pool, did you?

You should be in bloody nappies!

- What did you say? - You heard me.

Oi!

Don't you walk away from me. I asked What you said.

- Forget it, Jason. - No. No.

You said I should be wearing something. What did you say?

I said nappies. All right?

Nappies.

What's that? A joke? Yeah?

Is that What that is? Because it sounds to me like a bloody insult.

For Christ's sake.

This is a joke.

Oh, well. Another insurance claim to fill in.

Oh, sorry. Do you want me to sit here and applaud?

Surprise, surprise.

Tanya's got herself a drink.

What is it? Gin?

Meths?

It's vodka.

Give me my drink.

Your drink?

Tanya, there is nothing in this house that is your anything.

Not even this glass.

Miss a penalty at training?

Jase...what is it?

The boss called me into his office today.

Yeah?

Basically told me I'm on my last warning, didn't he?

He said I'm not giving 110%.

“If you don't won't to be on zis team, you must say so.“

I hope you told him you did.

I'm the top goal scorer last season. I'm the No.1.

I'm the bloody captain. I should go grovelling to him?

Ah, Jesus! What is it with you?

It's not grovelling to tell your manager you want to be pan of his team.

- It's bloody common sense. - He's got it in for me.

It's as simple as that. He wants to make room for Biagi.

- He didn't say that? - The papers are full of it.

Well, did you ask him about Biagi?

Of course I bloody asked him. He said it's rubbish.

Well, then. What are you worried about?

Because he's a lying bastarding kraut!

Oh...

Look, phone Frank, yeah? He'll tell you if it's true about Biagi.

I can't phone the Chief Exec every time I have a problem.

You're his golden boy, Jase. He won't bullshit you.

It Will look like I'm crapping it.

Yeah, well, I bloody am.

You know Frank as well as I do.

Yeah?

Look, babe. Why didn't you phone me at the club and warn me?

I didn't know she'd go there, did I?

Don't go making her feel too welcome.

- Donna, it's like Hello! magazine. - Impressed, then?

Look at it. We could put our old bedroom in that cupboard.

That's What you get When your husband's the most talented player in England.

If our mum and dad could see you now, it'd pop their eyes out.

Well, they're not going to, are they?

Mum said to tell you...they miss you.

- Two sugars? - Nah. Given them up.

- Oi! Outside if you want to do that. - Eh!

Holly, Show Auntie Marie through to the guest bedroom.

No smoking in there an' all.

Do you want to see my dress for the club do?

- You've got it, yeah? - It's in here.

- (LAUGHS) - What do you think?

- Versace, yeah? - You like it, then?

It's beautiful, Don. We've got extra. Spend it.

Hello? All right, Archie. No, you're not interrupting nothing.

What now?

You're breaking up, Arch.

Shit. Hello?

You're all right, mate. I'm at home.

- Do you like your room, then? - I love it.

Can I have a go on your sunbed?

Course, love. You couldn't have timed your visit any better, Marie.

Cos when I tell you What else has turned up. I haven't even told Ian.

- Why? What? - Yes! Yes!

Nice one, mate. I'll see you tomorrow.

Arch. Arch. Tell the gaffer I said thanks, yeah?

- Bye, mate! - What is it?

We've scored, Don. They want me for a first-team place.

Walmsley!

Thank you, Linda.

- Thanks, darling. - You can get off home, sweetheart

Cheers for seeing me, Frank. I know you're up to your eyes.

Eh, come on.

So?

Well, there's no point in beating about the bush. I'm worried sick about Jason.

He's his own worst enemy, that man of yours.

You don't have to tell me that. I live with him.

I heard he had words with Stefan.

Yeah? I heard it was the other way round. That Stefan had words With him.

Is Jase on his way out?

We're all just passing through, Tanya. Jason could be here till he retires.

Stefan knows how important he is to the fans.

He could be the next manager if he played his cards right.

What? So this Salvatore Biagi, it's all rubbish?

Nah, it's just er...just newspaper copy, love.

If that's What's getting between Jason and his football,

you can put his mind at rest on that, but I'm warning him -