KICK OFF!
Ep.1 Ser.1 – Jamie.
(Int. Jamie arrives at football training in his Mercedes. Low camera
shot from rear left wheel, door opens, well dressed male steps out and walks
towards the ground, walking past dozens of less expensive and less flash cars)
SCENE 1
(Jamie is the last person to arrive at the meeting room; everyone
stares for a while, as Jamie looks troubled)
Jamie
Alright
lads?
(Huge
cheer and all team surround him)
(Jamie appears caught off guard, and does not know what is
occurring)
Barry
(Whilst thrusting and grinding)
Congratulations
mate! I see you have finally got on the score sheet!
(All team sport a cheeky cheer)
All Team
WHHEEEERRYYYYYYYY!!!!
Jamie
Get Lost!
(still
looking troubled, shrugs off his jacket and walks towards the bar)
(They all crowd around Jamie)
Terry
Oi Oi! Whats with the boat race, I thought you’d be up in adams cause
yer avin a little chavvy!
(Jamie draws a nickel plated .44 magnum handgun from his waist,
fires towards the camera – back into the crowd of players. When the shot fires,
the screen shoots to black, and a thud from the sound of a body droping to the
floor, Ext.)
SCENE 2
(Int. Camera pans from meeting room to changing room, all the team
are mocking Jamie)
Terry
I’m
surprised you actually had it in ya!
Jamie
Oh thanks/
Terry
Is what
you should have said to her!
All Team
WEEEEHHHHEEEEEEYYYY!!!
(Manager enters and everybody retreats to their stations, a hushed
tone is ensued)
Mike
ALRIGHT
LADS, settle down now, we’ve got a lot of work to do today, and we can’t have
this foolishness getting in the way…now (continues
rambling)
(Whilst mike is talking, Nick leans over to Jamie and begins to
whisper something)
Nick
You got
it?
Jamie
(looking down, suspicious) No, I told you not yet, I’m doing my
best.
Nick
I told you
three days, it’s been four
Jamie
I can’t
give you something I haven’t got
Nick
(begins to get closer to Jamie’s face, and intimidates him extremely)
Then you
shouldn’t borrow something you can’t pay back. Now you know where you can get
it, you know where to drop it off, and you know when to do it, so I suggest you
do it tonight, or for every day your late, I’ll take a finger from your
mother’s hand, if I run out fingers I’ll take toes, and if I run out of toes I
can/
Mike
OI! Are
you listening or what?
Nick
(only nicks attention is directed at Mike, but he still
can talk to Jamie)
Say you’re
sorry
Jamie
Sorry Boss
Mike
(To Jamie) you. Outside. Now.
(Camera pans to the corridor, and finds Mike
and Jamie discussing)
Mike
What the
fuck was all that ab
out in
there? You looked as white as a shite.
Jamie
I know
boss, it’s just that.../
Mike
I mean, I
know you’re not the kind of sort to say boo to a goose, but Jesus lad, it looks
like the goose has crawled up your backside and stayed there!
Jamie
If you’ll
just let me explain gaffer
Mike
Go on then
son, I’m all ears
Jamie
Well you
see, I have this predicament, and if I’m not out of it anytime soon then I’m
done here. I’m done in this club, the career, the country, just I have to get
out of it/
Mike
Whoa!
Whoa! lad calm down, tell me what’s happened.
Jamie
I can’t
boss, I just can’t
Mike
If that
Nick fella is giving you any grief, just let me know son and he’s out, you came
through the academy anyways and he’s only on loan from Real Betis or whatever
the fuck you wanna call ‘em
Jamie
No, it’s
not, I mean, it wasn’t, just, can I miss today sir? I promise I’ll put 200 in
tomorrow?
Mike
Go on lad
get out of here, make sure you’re alright, in fact have the week off, I’ll see
at the game on Saturday
Jamie
Cheers
Boss
(Jamie runs down the corridor and slams through the fire exit doors,
one door falls closed, sound of American tyres screeching; close up of Mike,
showing a face of disappointment)
Shot from inside changing room, all players are conversing except Nick,
who awaits the door.
The door opens and in walks mike
(Mike walks slowly to middle of the room, whilst he and nick exchange
dirty looks, a short silence follows)
Mike
(In a disheartened tone) alright lads, let’s get out there.
Ext.
SCENE 3
(Int. Still
shot of Jamie’s house, re car drives past, panning the camera shot into the
front room)
(Alex; a 22 year old woman who is Jamie girlfriend, is asleep in the
living room, covered in an array of trash on the sofa)
Jamie
Right, up
Alex
(jumping up and bouncy)
What baby?
Ooh you were good last night!
Jamie
We got a
fucking issue on our hands
Alex
(hands on approach to Jamie)
Oooh I
love it when you’re angry!
Jamie
Just shut
the fuck up alright! I need some space, go clean something, or have sex with
something, (increasingly getting agitated) or
better yet just FUCK OFF.
Alex
Fine, I
might just go to my mums today or I might go for a swim I’m not sure, what’s
your mum doing today baaaabe?
Jamie
Its fuck
all to do with you, now just leave me alone.
Alex
Oh. Well
is this about me telling the team that I’m pregnant?
Jamie
(slowly
looks round to Alex in a dumbfounded expression)
Wha, you
did what?
Alex
Yeah, Nick
came round earlier, looking for you, so I said you went out already
Jamie
What
happened then?
Alex
He just
left
Jamie
Hang on;
why you would tell him you’re pregnant
Alex
Cause I
am? Stoopid.
Jamie
And you
told the whole team?
Alex
Yeah why?
Jamie
Who else
have you got to tell?
Alex
Well your
mum when I next see her (mutters to self) erm my parents and family (mutters
again) you when you
get back from training, your brothers, my boss/
Jamie
Wait what
was that middle one?
Alex
(Realising
what she’s done and begins to slow speech down)
You when
you get back from training…
Jamie
Yeah.
Alex
I’m so
sorry! I was gonna wait till y’/
Jamie
So the
whole team new, before I did?
Alex
Well yeah
bu/
Jamie
Including
nick?
Alex
Obviously
but you gotta realize that/
Jamie
The very
same fucking bastard who has kidnapped my fucking mother?!
And he was
here today?! Right we’re gone, get a bag, we’re off.
Alex
He’s
do’..? wha? (begins to overreact and play on the
melodrama of the situation) oh
my god oh my god oh my god!
Jamie
Be quiet
for fucks sake, just get in the car.
Alex
But where
will we go?
Jamie
Leave that
to me.
(Shot to
Black)
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