Glen: If you get yourself to England, Newcastle United will give you a trial. Santiago: Newcastle United? That's a big club. Glen: A very big club. Santiago’s father: (Spanish) What is this bullshit? You think you are going to play football in England? Santiago: He thinks I’m good enough. Santiago’s father: 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? Grandma: It’s a big thing you ask, senor. He’s supposed to fly halfway across the world on something you say? Glen: The manager’s made me a promise. He’ll give him a trial. The rest is up to him. Grandma: Look in my eyes and answer me this question. Santiago: Grandma. Grandma: Can Santi make it as a professional? Glen: Aye, I believe he can. Val: Dad, we’ve gotta go. If the freeway’s busy, you’re gonna miss your flight. Glen: Here’s my card. It’s all my numbers. Think about it. Give me a ring. Santiago: Hey. How is it going? Glen: Why didn’t you call me from LA? Let me know you were coming? Santiago: Isn't it OK that I’m here? Glen: Oh, no. No, it’s fine. Just caught me a bit off guard, that’s all. Well, you’d better stay with me till you get settled. |