Photos Quotes Tony Look, Jessie. You can't plan who you fall for. It just happens. I mean, look at... Posh and Becks. Jess Well, Beckham's the best. Tony [chuckles] Yeah! I really like Beckham too. Jess Well of course you do. No one can cross a ball or bend it like Beckham Tony [shakes head] No, Jess. I *really* like Beckham. Jess What? You mean... [incredulous scoff] Jess But you're Indian! [explaining to Joe how she got the large burn scar on her thigh that makes her shy of wearing shorts] Jess I was eight. My mum was working overtime at Heathrow. And I was trying to cook beans on toast. And I jumped up to the grill to get the toast. And my trousers caught light so my sister put me in the bath, poured cold water over me and pulled them off. And half my skin came off too. Joe Sorry. Jess I know - it put me off beans on toast for life. Jess I'm sorry I missed that penalty, coach. Joe It's okay, losing to the Jerries on penalties comes natural to you English. You're part of tradition now! Joe Look, Jess. I saw it. She fouled you. She tugged your shirt. You just overreacted, that's all. Jess That's not all. She called me a Paki. But I guess that's something you wouldn't understand. Joe Jess, I'm Irish. Of course I understand what that feels like. Joe Look, I can't let you go without knowing. Jess What? Joe That even with the distance, and it concerns your family, we might still have something. Don't you think? Joe Maybe after they train you up I'll sign you - if I can afford you. Jess Yeah you wish! Joe Where do you normally play? Jess In the park. Joe No... I meant what position? Jess Anyone can cook aloo gobi, but who can bend a ball like Beckham? Mrs. Bhamra Your sister's getting engaged and you're sitting here watching this skinhead boy! Jess Mum, it's Beckham's corner! Jess Why are you doing this to me, Joe? Every time I talk myself out of it, you come around and make it sound so easy. Joe I guess I don't want to give up on you. Jess I didn't ask to be good at football, Gura Nanak must have blessed me. Jules We need you come to the Grand Final. Jess I can't. Jules [thinking it's about seeing Joe] You have to come! Jess No, I can't! [sighs] Jess It's the same day as my sister's wedding. Jules [moaning quietly] Aw, shit. Jess [later, to Joe] Jess can't come on the 25th. It's the same day as her sister's wedding. Joe [angrily] *Shit!* Jess [after family accuses her of kissing a white boy who is really Jules] Me? Kissing? A boy? You're mad. You're all bloody mad. Joe You're lucky... to have a family that cares that much about you. I can understand you don't want to mess with it. Jess Joe... Joe And I don't fancy being busted by your dad again. You better get back. Jules [at Jess's place, after Jess's dad sees Jess and Joe kissing] How are you? Jess I'm *really* in the shit now. Jess Joe! I'm going! They said I could go! [Joe and Jess hug tightly] Men in Background Oi, oi, oi! Jess I'm sorry, I forgot. Joe That's okay now. I'm not your coach anymore. We can do what we want. [Joe leans in to kiss Jess. Jess wants to, but pulls back] Jess Joe... Joe [quickly pulls away] Your dad's not here is he? Jess I'm sorry Joe. I can't. Joe I thought you wanted... Jess Letting me go to America is a really big step for my mum and dad. I don't know how they'd survive if I told them about you too. Joe I guess there's not much point with you going to America anyway. Is there? [she shakes her head and they hug each other tightly] Hounslow Harrier [teases Jess about her kicking] Wimp! Jess [retaliates] I'm better than you! Hounslow Harrier Ooooooooooh! Bitch! Jess He's just my mate. We're not all slags like you lot! Jess If I had an arranged marriage, would he let me play football? Jess But, Dad! Mrs. Bhamra [interrupts] No! This is where you spoil her! No, this is how it started with your niece - the way that girl would answer back. And, then, running off to become a model wearing small, small skirts! Jess Mom, she's a fashion designer! Mr. Bhamra Jessie, now that your sister has got engaged, it's different. You know how people talk. Jess She's the one gettin' married, not me! Mrs. Bhamra I was married at your age! You don't even want to learn to cook dhal! Mrs. Bhamra I don't want you running around half naked in front of men, huh? Look how dark you've become, playing in the sun! Jess But, Mom, I'm really good! Mrs. Bhamra What family will want a daughter-in-law who can run around kicking football all day but can't make round chapattis? Now exams are over, I want you to learn full Punjabi dinner, meat and vegetarian. Jess Anything I want is just not Indian enough for 'em! I mean, I never bunked off school to go to those daytimes like Pinky or Bubbly. I don't wear make-up or tight clothes like them. They just don't see all those things. Tony Parents never see the good things. Jess Look, Jess, you can marry anyone you want. It's fine at first when you're in love and all that, but do you want to be the one that everyone stares at, at every family do, because you married the English bloke? Jess He's Irish. Pinky Bhamra Yeah, well, they look the bloody same to them, innit? Jess That was so brilliant the way you came to my house. You were brave enough to face my mum! Jess Kissing? Me? A boy? You're mad. You're all bloody mad. Mr. Bhamra Jesminder, don't use those swearing words! Jess I was at the 120 bus stop today but with Juliet. My friend. She's a girl, and we weren't kissing or anything for God's sake! Mr. Bhamra Swear by Babaji. Jess I swear on Babaji's name. Jess Anyone can cook aloo gobi, but who can bend a ball like Beckham? Jess My sister's gettin' married soon. It's a love match. Mel What's that mean? Jess It's not arranged. Teammate So, if you can choose, does that mean you can marry a white boy? Jess White, no. Black, definitely not. A Muslim, eh-eh! Mel Guess you'll be marrying an Indian, then! Jules Probably. Mel Sorry, I don't know how you Indian girls put up with it? Jess It's just culture, that's all.

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