"The word loyalty, that you can utter without fear." "For King, for Freedom and for Justice." "For King, for Freedom and for Justice." "For King, for Freedom and for Justice." "I admit the words are strange, but if you're standing there I think you should know them." "This is my father." "He always knows best." "At least, he thinks he does." "Especially when it comes to football." "Come on, Gilles." "Look!" "Pass the ball!" "Pass!" "That's it." "And deep." "Deep, deep!" "That's it." "Control." "Change." "Left foot." "And now to the goal." "That's it, to the goal." "Shoot!" "Shoot!" "That's it." "Well done, lad!" "He says I can make the junior Red Devils." "Next time, lob it." "That's safer." "But he's never satisfied." "No matter how many goals I score." "Nor is he ever satisfied with referees." "That was dangerous play?" "!" "Exactly." "Are you blind or what?" "D'you win your licence in a draw?" "Please get off the pitch." " Imbecile!" "Language!" "There are children present." " I'll have your licence!" "My mother likes football too, but likes singing more." "My father doesn't go and cheer her on." "But that'd be odd." "Anne, sing like you're celebrating." "Let everyone hear it." "Come on, let it all out!" "Many a heart was broken." "Mark, throw me another melon." "This is Mark." " There you are." "He's a bit different from other people." "He lives in an institution." "How kind, letting the poor soul work here." "Poor soul?" "He's not a poor soul." "Mark needs us and we need Mark." "He's alright." "He's just a bit slow." "Eh, Mark?" "Yes." " There you are, one melon." "I... thought I'd have a pineapple today." "The pineapples are... ugh, today." "Ugh?" " But the melons are mmmn, today." "Then there's my little sister, Emma." "Gilles!" "Leave your sister alone." "Dad?" " Yes?" "When can I have my own key?" "Then I won't have to come to the shop." "You'll get one when you act more grown up." "Here, go on inside." "What can I get you?" "A lettuce?" "My strong points are kicking, passing opponents, reading the game." "I'm just an all-round footballer." "A second Garrincha." "Or almost." "Just one thing." "Your left foot, how often must I say it?" "It's not there for decoration." "Your left foot is there to use." "Here, your voucher." "Well played, lad!" "Well played!" "Brilliant!" "Great right foot!" "Tell you what, here, an extra voucher." "OK?" "Who do we want to play for later?" "The Red Devils." "Van Binst, Ronaldo, Zidane, Shevchenko," "Cruijff, Best, Sonck and..." " Garrincha." "Not all Red Devils, but all two-footed." "Dèsirè isn't two-footed." " Dèsirè!" "Even if he had 3 feet and a tail, it's not about him, it's about you." "Wow, Dad!" "And now with the left foot." "Ball!" "My dad's had four cartilage operations, otherwise he'd have been a Red Devil." "Wow!" "Your turn." "Come on." "Ball." "Right." "From standing still." "Left foot." "Use the inside of your foot." "OK?" "Go on." "Concentrate." "Right." "Again." "Garrincha practised for years." "Garrincha is my father's idol." "And mine." "He played for Brazil when they won the World Cup." "In the World Cup, Garrincha dribbled past six players and the goalkeeper." "Of course, he was two-footed." "Instead of scoring, he stopped the ball in front of the goal." "Knelt down, his cartilage was fine, and using his hair, his hair, he brushed the ball into the goal." "Garrincha invented 'threatening inside, passing outside'." " His kicking technique!" "He also wore number 7." "He was even better than Pele." "Amazing!" "Incredible!" "Pure ballet!" "Dad!" "It's time to go!" " Calm down, Gilles!" "Dad!" "We'll be late!" " One second." "I didn't give you the invoices?" "No?" "Then I've probably still got them." " Bert, the return had to be in today..." "Daaaad!" "We're going to be late!" "A scout is coming to look at Gilles." "To consider him for the county team." "That's great." "But if the return isn't in..." "I'll tell you what, tell those clowns to stick the tax where the sun doesn't shine." "Bert, how often do I have to tell you?" "Humour them." "He's going to be a Red Devil." "Got to go." "Come on, let's go." "See you later." "Don't be nervous, play like you always do." "Remember, pass." "And deep!" "And your line." "Calm down, Bert." "Leave him alone." "If he joins the county team, it's only one step to the Red Devils." "Gilles in the Red Devils Under 15s!" "Gilles!" "Your chain!" "Come here!" "Come here." "There." "Go on, go on." "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous!" "That's it!" "Keep going!" "Well done, Dèsirè." "Keep it up." "Carry on." "Come on." "Come on, Gilles." "The inside of your foot." "Yeeees!" "A goal!" "Hey!" "Pushing?" "No way!" "No way!" " Bert!" "Calm down, Bert!" "How could he?" "It wasn't, damn it!" "Dèsirè." "Yes!" "Bert, Bert..." " Dad." "Bert." "Well, sweetheart?" "It feels... as if he could just walk through the door." "As if he's just downstairs in the shop." "I think..." "Dad... is playing football... with Garrincha in football heaven." "As long as he doesn't tell Garrincha how to play football." "Come here, sweetheart." "Come here." "Come here." "...cooking home-made chips this evening." "Has everyone copied the sentence down?" "Then let's analyse it." "Who's the subject?" "It's a compound sentence." "A coordination." "His father's died." "Look." "Liesje's sister said." "Liesje's sister is the first subject." "What does Liesje's sister say?" "You look sad." "Be my boyfriend?" "...so Mum is the second subject." "What is the direct object here?" "It's in the second part of the sentence." "What is Mum cooking this evening?" "Overdrawn?" "So overdrawn?" "Joris, I didn't know." "Bert probably didn't want to worry you." "I'm going to have to sell up!" "No, selling up would be unwise." "But if I can give you some advice, you need to specialise." "More quality." "People don't mind paying more for that." "Things could look different in a year." " A year?" "!" "There's only Mark and me." "Another thing." "Mark." "Less wages would make a big difference." "Wages?" "Mark?" "He doesn't get wages." "He gets 50 euros pocket money per week." "That's the agreement." "50 euros per week is 2,600 per year." "You must admit, he's not much help." "What are you going to do with the shop?" " Nothing." "Just carry on." "And Mark?" "Are you going to get rid of him?" "Dad would never do that!" "Gilles, nothing's going to change for now." "If it does, you'll be the first to know." "Have a good time." "Gilles!" "Wait, I'll undo your chain." " I'll do it myself." "Come on!" "Come on, sir!" "Two feet, really!" "Two feet without the ball!" "Come on!" "You don't have to use your left foot." "Dad was right." "I can't play football." "I'll never be a Red Devil!" "I don't want to play anymore." "Ever!" "Not play anymore!" "Right!" "Here." "Press it right up against it." "Gilles?" "D'you want to come to my house?" "Haven't you got maths homework to do?" "What's she doing?" " Orun rere." "O- run-re-re?" "That means 'good heaven'." " Amadou..." "And what is Amadou?" "Amadou is my grandpa." " Amadou..." "He's dead." "And can she talk to him?" " Only if you really, really believe." "Come on." " Yeah, yeah." "Mark?" "Mark?" "Do you know what you want to do later?" "Work in the shop." "And when the shop's not there anymore?" "Or there isn't any work for you." "Bert says, "There's always work in a greengrocer's." "People have to eat, don't they?"" "Here, you need a wider blade of grass." "Gilles..." "I need to ask you something." "Now Dad's no longer here, I'm going to have to be in the shop a lot." "Will you help me with a few things?" " Instead of Mark?" "No, at home, and with Emma." "With Emma?" "Yes, OK." "Thanks, sweetheart!" "And this is for you." "Don't lose it, eh?" "His name is Bert." "Where's Mum?" " I'm collecting you from now on." "Why?" " Because Mum has to work in the shop." "I don't want you to collect me!" " That makes two of us." "Come on." "This is the Belgian Football Association." "Your son is invited to train with the county juvenile team." "You'll get a letter, but I thought I'd phone you." "Right, goodbye." "Hey..." "Aren't you happy?" " I don't want to play anymore." "What...?" "Gilles, Gilles..." "Gilles, being sad about your dad, that's normal." "It's completely normal." "But what your mother doesn't understand, and neither do I, is why you don't want to play football." "Your mum said you used to do nothing else." "And now you've been selected for the..." "the county juvenile team, but you're not interested." "Tell me why." "Are you fed up with playing football?" "Would you rather do a different sport?" "Tennis?" "Or... another sport?" "Bert won't like it." " I know." "What did the doctor say?" "Did I want to have another talk next week?" "Well?" "Do you?" "Left foot." "I thought you wanted to be a Red Devil?" "Dad?" "So start using your left foot." "Come on!" "Inside left foot." "Mum, I've got to go training." "That's great, sweetheart." "Shall I give you a lift?" " Please." "I'll be right there." "An interest-free loan." "That's uh..." "I don't know how to thank you." "And talk to Mark, eh?" "Never play football again, eh?" "Remember what I said." "Don't force it to start with." "Take it easy." "Delay, then off you go." "Benny, pass the ball back and forth a bit." "No tricks now." "Gilles!" "Gilles!" "Your chain!" "Very good, Danny." "Come on, lads." "We can do it!" "Can you look after that for me?" "That's it." "Pass!" "That's it." "God!" "Come on, Gilles." "Come on!" "Hey!" "Lamebrain trainer!" "Tell Gilles to use his left foot." "Great ball, Gilles." "Well, what did you think?" " Mmmn..." "OK." "My left foot, I suppose?" " Yes!" "And your right foot?" "Does it still hurt?" "Lt'll get better when you're two-footed." "Why won't you go out with me?" "I haven't got time." "I've got to train." "D'you know Teugels Pharmacy?" " Of course." "That belongs to my mother." "I could get you some cream for the pain." "That's not necessary." "Yes, under the red one." " Right." "That's it." "Emma!" "Can you get the angels?" "Hang them down here." "Looks nice, eh?" "Are we having Christmas dinner this year?" "Of course we are." " The three of us?" "That's boring..." "We could invite someone." " Mark, maybe." "He's all on his own." "We have to manage without Mark." "Because Joris says so?" " No, to to save money." "It's not my fault that there were so many unpaid bills." "I wish it were different." "The three of us then." "There!" "Great!" "Wow!" "Tell Joris about your goals, sweetheart." "I scored twice in my first match for the county juvenile team." "Wow!" "Are you champions now?" "How can we be champions?" "It's only mid season." "He's going to play for the Red Devils." "Aren't you, Gilles?" "In that case, we'll raise our glasses to Gilles and the Red Devils." "Yes, to Gilles." "Do they still wear black, yellow and red?" "Your right ankle is playing you up, eh?" "That'll change when I'm two-footed." "I've got a friend who's in orthopaedics." "Shall I make you an appointment?" "That's kind of you." "I say, Anne, I wanted to ask you..." "do you still sing?" "It's just..." "We're doing an operetta at present." "It is an amateur production." "And seeing as you used to sing in a choir," "I thought you might like to do this." "I would, but there's the shop." " The shop is doing OK, isn't it?" "Anyway, now that you've paid all the tax, we can think about a few innovations." "Catering." "More of a delicatessen." "Delicatessen..." "Isn't a fresh lettuce good enough now?" "Joris says that's what people want." "He's an accountant, he doesn't know." "He helped Mum with an interest-free loan." "After you neglected the paperwork." "Me?" "I didn't neglect it." "I put it to one side to concentrate on other things." "And an interest-free loan doesn't exist." "How's your foot?" "Joris knows someone in orthopaedics." "Orthopaedics." "You won't hear anything new." "You overwork your right foot by not using your left one." "Come on." "Here, is the ball ready?" "Your body well over the ball." "And inside left foot." "OK?" "Come on." "Harder." "Are you frightened of the ball?" "OK, come on, again." "Yes!" "That's what I like to see." "Again!" "That's it, Dèsirè." "Well done..." "Penalty!" " Penalty." "Penalty." "Gilles, you can take it." "Out of the way, Dèsirè." "Gilles!" "Concentrate." "In the corner of the goal!" "Left foot!" "Gilles, left foot!" "Why wasn't it between the posts?" "Why didn't you use your right foot?" "My ankle hurts." "You shouldn't have taken it." " I'm just as good with my left foot." "Listen." "Your right foot is great." "Look after it and use it." "Or you're on the bench next time." "OK?" "To be honest, Gilles, it doesn't look good." "The ankle ligaments are inflamed and far too overstretched for your age." "So I think, well, I'm afraid that..." "That I'll have to use my left foot more?" "No, lad, that you'll have to stop playing." "For a few months." "At least." "But I'll talk to a colleague and then send a letter to your GP." "That's Dr De Vlieger, eh?" " Yes." "And he'll write to your mother." "That's how it goes." "Sorry, no more football." "But you'll have more time for girls, eh?" "Look who it is!" "Joris!" "Long time no see!" " Certainly is!" "We should get together." "Only last week, Veronique asked me if I'd seen you." "How are the kids?" " Great!" "The oldest is studying law." "Well, well..." " Time flies, eh?" "Go inside." "I'll come down." "D'you fancy me now?" "There's something wrong with my ankle." "The right one, the one I kick with." "My ankle ligaments are overstretched." "Oh." "Have you got something for that?" "Wait a minute." "Give me a kiss, first." "No." " Then you can't have it." "Come on, Gilles!" "Come on, Gilles!" "Come on!" "Did you see how I passed that Johnny?" "Why do you call your opponent Johnny?" " Because Garrincha did." "He called all his opponents Johnny?" " No, Joao." "Oh, Joao!" " That's Portuguese for Johnny." "Can I have another coke?" " Of course." "What about you?" "Well played, Dèsirè." " Oh, thank you." "Cool, eh?" "That it worked with the photo." "Photo?" "What photo?" " The one of Bert." "Orun rere?" "I don't know." " What don't you know?" "If it's because of Dèsirè's grandma." "He's just there sometimes." "He's just there sometimes?" "And can you talk to him too?" "Mainly about different skills." " Skills?" "Life skills?" "No, about volleys, drop shots..." "and he's helping me with my left foot." "Football." "Gilles, your dad's not there anymore." " I know." "When you see him, what does he look like?" "Real?" "Or like a sort of ghost?" "A ghost?" "Don't you think that's a bit childish?" "Would you mind waiting outside for a bit?" "So that I can talk to your mum." "Have you heard from the specialist?" "No." "As soon as I do, I'll let you know." "Five minutes." "Right..." "Sorry, Andrè." "Since Gilles told me that he..." "I can't sleep anymore." "I'm just so tired." "Is that medication for him?" " No." "This is for you." "Sleeping pills." "Gilles has some difficult months ahead." "So you do too." " Months?" "People often talk, in their head, to a deceased loved one." "For some time." "Or see them in the street or on the bus." "I think Gilles has a more serious form." "Bert and Gilles had a strong bond, eh?" " They were almost joined at the hip." "Or by a football." "It's important to take him seriously." "I'd even go along with him for a while." "Go along with him?" "I don't think I can." "Come on, keep the ball up!" "Yes, come on." "Speed." "Ten times like this." "Come on, one, two..." "Bend it." "Come on, give it your all." "What if it's bad news from the specialist?" "Then I can't play football for a while." "Then you should rest and get better." "I'll miss the Red Devils' selection." "What about next season?" "I want to do it now." "Together with Dèsirè." "There, we'll come in here." "Here on the right is the new greengrocer's, shall we say." "Then, you'll see, this wall is pulled down." "This is what is now the office." "Emma's already in the bath." " I'll be right there." "Renovations are expensive." "Yes and no." "We'll pull down the walls ourselves." "Paint it and put in the windows ourselves." "But a refrigerated counter is expensive." "If I have to get another loan, it'll take even longer to pay you back." "I'm going outside." ""Therefore we advise you, as from today, to ensure he avoids contact sports." "Total rupture of the medial ankle ligament may occur, which can lead to partial disablement when older."" "I'm not allowed to play football anymore!" "Listen." "He wants to make money from his patients." "He'll say anything to keep you there." "We'll keep a close eye on your ankle." "Keep rubbing cream on it and taping it up, whenever you play." "And when you train." "Garrincha never saw a specialist." "Yet his right leg was 6 cm too short." "6 cm?" " Did I say 6 cm?" "10 cm." "So it doesn't matter then?" "Oh... no." "But don't tell Mum." "She'd just panic." "You know what women are like." "How is she?" "She's singing in Joris's operetta." " Operetta?" "Lies?" "Lies, where are you?" "Lies?" "Here you are." "What are you looking for?" "My... my toothpaste is all gone." "You almost took cortisone cream." "Silly!" "Here, toothpaste." " Thanks, Mum." "Toothpaste?" " That's our code name, OK?" "So no one knows I steal cortisone cream." "Cortisone cream?" "Toothpaste." " Yes." ""For severe pain."" "Just rub it in and tape your ankle up." "Simple, eh?" "There, finished." "Thanks." "Come on, lads." "Give the ball here." "Gather round, all of you." "Come on." "Right, we don't want to lose the ball." "If there isn't anyone down the field, play it wide or pass it back." "Understand?" " Yes, trainer!" "Understand?" " Yes, trainer!" "Positions, come on!" "And speed!" "And deep, deeper!" "Kevin!" "Gilles, wide!" "If you play wide and lose the ball, those Johnnys'll be in front of your goal!" "Well done, lad." "That's it." "That's rubbish." "Always play deep." "Lads." "Thanks a lot." "You worked really well today!" "Especially you, Gilles." "What was that today, lad?" "What's your secret?" "Toothpaste." "Toothpaste?" "Each to his own, eh?" "Right lads, listen up." "I've a surprise for some of you." "Kevin." "Where are you?" "Kevin." "Franky." "Dèsirè, congratulations." " Thanks, trainer." "And Gilles." " Thank you." "Well done, all of you." "Those who didn't get an envelope, your turn will come." "Well done!" "I want you to listen to me." "And not to some amateur who may have a trainer's certificate but who knows nothing about football." "What's the matter?" "I've been invited to a trial." "The Red Devils Under 15s." "Soon I'll be a Red Devil!" " Really?" "That's the best news since I died!" "Come here!" "Gilles!" "Yes!" "We're going to be famous!" "We'll be on TV." "You'll be Sonck and I'll be Mpenza!" "My costume." "What d'you think?" "Ridiculous." "I thought it was alright." "The only nice thing about it is you, Mum." "What a lovely thing to say." "What's up?" "What?" " I'm going to be a Red Devil." "You're not!" "Trial, Red Devils." "That's fantastic, Gilles." "Come here." "Dad would've been so proud." "He is proud." " Of course he is." "From now on I have to train every day." "Who says so?" "The trainer?" " Dad." "Yes!" "CLOSED FOR REPAIRS" ""...he saw Marieke on her bed of straw." "He'd said goodbye to her last night." "It was very moving." "He saw that her face was wet with tears."" "At the World Cup in Chile, Garrincha..." " Garrincha!" "Drink and women destroyed him!" "Who says?" " The Internet." "Here, I printed it out for you." "Read it." "I've got to go training, the trial's soon." "If I play..." "I'll be a player's girl." " Right!" "With a black leather jacket." "I don't want a girl, if they destroy you." "Yes, but those ones were bad." "A good player's girl is OK." "Wesley Sonck has got one." " Yes." "A blonde one." "I've really got to go training." "Everything with your left foot." "Come on." "There!" "Left." "A bit faster, come on." "And kick, top left." "OK, stop, stop." "How's your ankle?" "Doesn't hurt." " Perfect!" "Your reaction time needs to be faster." "Receive, control, pass." "Garrincha could receive a ball, tuck his shirt in and meanwhile look to see what he should do with the ball." "How are things in the shop?" "Renovations." "Joris is pulling down a wall." "The bastard!" " Why did you say that?" "Why do you think he's doing that?" "To put in a refrigerated counter." " Eh?" "He'll need it, the hot pepper!" "And pale yellow." "What d'you think?" "I like pink." "And horses." "Which colour do you like, Gilles?" "Red." "Red's OK for the vegetable shop." "The delicatessen should be another colour." "Since when do you decide about the shop?" " We're just thinking about it, Gilles." "That's true!" "Your mum and I have got a surprise." "Everyone, please!" "Again." "Sorry." " Right." "My throat's sore." " It'll get better." "That tickles." "Does your ankle hurt?" " No." "But I'm really fed up with this!" "I can do it all with my right foot!" "Why do I have to use my left foot?" "Van Binst, Ronaldo, Zidane, Cruijff, Best, Sonck and Garrincha, all two-footed." " I know!" "Don't go on!" "Hey!" "A bit of respect for your father." "Gilles..." "All I want is for you to make it." "And not stop at 18 and sell vegetables." "I thought that was a good job!" "Not if you're good enough to become a second Garrincha." "Garrincha." "Drink and women destroyed him." "Where did you hear that?" " I read it on the Internet." "I know drink can destroy you." "But women?" "What do they do then?" "Women?" "What don't they do?" "!" "Make sure you're first at the trial." "Come on." "There's a few more days yet." "And everything with the left foot." "Right over the ball..." "Say aah, Emma." " Aaaaaah." "Yes, that's it." "Yes, I can see what it is." "A bit inflamed." "I'll prescribe a spray." "Come on." "Jump down." "Ooops." "Sit down." "And how are you?" "Everything OK?" "I'm not too bad." "How is Gilles doing here?" "To be honest, he's not making progress." "It's difficult for him." "Either stop playing or have the operation." "Oh, just one." "Mum's cross." "Gilles, do you know what this is?" "Dr Kaaiman's diagnosis." "Dr De Vlieger sent it to me 2 weeks ago." "He thought I'd seen it." "And that you'd stopped playing football." "You told me your ankle is OK." "My ankle doesn't hurt." "And Dad says it's alright." " Lf you have an operation." "Operation?" " Read it." ""Therefore we advise you to ensure he avoids contact sports..." "Turn it over." ""After treating the chronic inflammation, an operation will be necessary." "On condition he receives physiotherapy, after 6 to 8 weeks the patient can..."" "Carry on playing and you'll be disabled!" "In a wheelchair!" "You don't get it, do you?" " I don't want an operation!" "The operation can wait until next year." "As long as you stop training immediately." " I have to train!" "For the trial." "Dad says so." " Dad is dead!" "Dead, Gilles!" "He's not here anymore." "And we've all got to accept that." "Including you!" "That works out well for you, eh?" "You can have sex with Joris in the shower." "Don't talk to your mother like that!" "As for you, Mr 'Operetta', I know what you're up to." "You throw Mark out, then destroy the shop and now you're playing substitute Dad." "D'you know what you are?" "A hot pepper!" "A hot pepper." "Why aren't you in your bed?" "Did you have an argument at home?" "I don't know where to go." "Get your bike and come with me." "But..." " No buts." "Come on." "Pedal, Gilles!" "There." "A floating bridge." "Does it cross at night?" " All night long." "Come on." "Straight ahead." "Close your eyes." "Be careful, a step down." "That's it." "Now, straight ahead." "Keep your eyes closed." "And stop." "And now wait a moment." "And keep your eyes closed." " But..." "Open your eyes!" "Wow!" "Beautiful, isn't it?" "This is where I live." "You used to play here, eh?" "The most beautiful stadium in the world." "No?" "And he didn't pop in?" "Thanks." "Um, yes." "I've got that number." "Thanks." "Anne." "Shouldn't you try to rest?" " No." "It's cold." "That's good for the circulation." "Here." "That's enough." "Right." "What are we going to do now?" "What do you think?" "Train." "Of course." "But first?" " Warm up." "And?" "Family and friends have all been tried?" "All of them." "But no one knows anything." "Have you asked the neighbours?" " I've been everywhere." "No one has seen him." "Has he done something like this before?" " No, never." "Honestly." "Is there anything else I should know?" "Medication?" "Depressed?" "Confused?" "His father died recently." "Any news?" "If he's not home soon, we won't give up." "We'll have some folders printed." "Maybe contact Child Focus?" "Gilles prefers red." "OK, maybe for the vegetable shop, but for the delicatessen we agreed..." "What do you reckon?" "We're here now." "How about a match?" "I've invited a few friends." "Here, the guys from Manchester United '58." "Against an all-star team with Lev Yashin," "Black Panther," "Bobby Moore, Ludo Coeck," "Meazza, Axl, Jean Dockx," "Kialunda, Escobar..." "And Little Bird." "Garrincha." "Yes, Garrincha." "The only thing I can maybe think of is that he's with his father." "Sorry, doctor, but his father is dead." "I know." "Yes, I know, but they spend a lot of time together." "I don't get it either." "He's got a trial the day after tomorrow." "He wouldn't want to miss that?" " Never." "Definitely not." "Any idea where he could be now?" "Maybe somewhere with his father." "Right." "Is there an adult at home?" " Yes, there is." "Would you fetch them, please?" " OK." "Hopefully it's someone who doesn't believe in the living dead." "Yes, play, play!" "Come on!" "Good ball, good ball!" "Bene!" "Bene!" "Bene!" "Bene!" "Bene!" "And grandissimo!" "Use your left foot straight away!" "How often do I have to say that?" "Otherwise you'll lose the ball!" "Yes, but..." " No buts." "You won't make it like that!" "You're useless!" "Hey, come here!" "Stay here!" "Damn it!" "You want to reach the top?" "You want to be as good as Garrincha?" "You don't get sympathy at the top." "Van Binst, Ronaldo, Zidane, Shevchenko, Cruijff, Best, Sonck, Garrincha." "All two-footed, eh?" "Garrincha is one-footed." "Didn't you see?" "Or don't you want to see it?" "He uses his right foot for everything." "And he never scored with his hair." "Never!" "Oh no?" "How d'you know?" "I read it on the Net." " Joris told you." "I don't need Joris to know it's a lie." "You're quite right, lad." "Ignore him." "Then he'll get lost." "He's not for your mother anyway." "And you are?" "I've had enough." "Gilles..." "You know I only do it because..." " I've had enough!" "I know how to play football." "I'm not a child anymore." "Aren't you?" "Remember what you said I'd get, when I was grown up?" "What do you need that for?" "I collect Emma from school every day." "OK, OK." "But if, before every match, I don't tell you to take off your chain, then..." "I'll have the tracker dogs here tomorrow." "Could you provide an item of clothing?" "Here you are." "Thank you." "And... you never know..." "I'll send some divers down to the river." "Gilles." "Gilles." "Shall I leave you alone?" "Is that what you want?" "Actually it is, Dad." "OK, son." "And you'll be a Red Devil." "You will, eh?" "I'm sure of that." "Go on, get out of here." "Remember your left foot, eh?" "Gilles!" "Oh, sweetheart..." "Sweetheart, sweetheart." "Hi." "Are you still asleep?" "Are you alright, lad?" "Mum?" " Yes?" "Are you and Emma coming to the trial?" "Gilles, why are you asking that?" "You know what the doctor said." "Rest, or an operation." "No more football." "But it's the trial with..." " No way!" "Emma and I aren't going, neither are you." "I MUST." "I'm playing with the Red Devils." "Isn't it bad enough that you ran away, scaring me out of my wits?" "And carried on playing football when you could damage your ankle for life?" "It's only one match." " Gilles." "Sweetheart!" "And then what?" "What if you're selected?" "What about your ankle then?" "Do you want to end up in a wheelchair?" "I've got something for the pain." "What?" "That's cortisone." "Do you realise...?" "How long have you been using this?" " A few months." "But it really works." "Gilles, you're staying in your room until I say you can leave it." "Understand?" "What's the matter?" "Is something wrong?" "I have to go and see Dr De Vlieger." "Mark." "Sorry, but I still don't know when you can come back." "Gilles may need an operation." "I've come to see Gilles." "Is he better now?" "Yes." "But you can't see Gilles." "He's been punished." " The operation..." "All the money Bert paid me, I don't use it for anything." "That's not necessary, lad." "Gilles is in his room." "Go on." "What are you doing?" " What are you doing here?" "I've come to see you." "Mum won't let me take part in the trial." "Lies sends you a big kiss." "And says she's got a leather jacket for tomorrow." "What does she mean?" "Mum?" "What I said to Joris..." " Hot pepper?" "I shouldn't have said it." "Listen, Gilles." "I think Joris is great." "He's kind and he's a good friend." "But it isn't the idea that he comes and takes Dad's place." "He couldn't, anyway." "He's different." "He does musicals." " And plays volleyball." "And helps me." "He doesn't deserve to be called names by a kid like you." "Hot pepper!" "Where did that come from?" "For a hot pepper, he's OK." "Gilles, I know how disappointed you are that you can't play football tomorrow, but it's the only way, eh?" "It's OK, Mum." "I understand." "Come on, Gilles, hurry up." "You haven't mentioned my leather jacket." "What d'you think?" " Um..." "OK." "Hi, Mark." " Hi, Dèsirè." "No, it's great." "Hey, no sex before a match, eh?" "Way to go, Gilles!" "THE FOOTBALL ASSOCIATION WELCOMES YOU" "Get changed." "Now!" "I have to play." " We're going home." "No!" " No!" "?" "Gilles, for Christ's sake!" "I HAVE to play!" " Have to?" "You've seen your father again, I suppose." "For the umpteenth time..." "No, Mum." "He's not there anymore." "He's not there anymore?" "Is it over?" "I've ruined everything, Mum." "To do with you, Joris, my ankle." "Just one more time." "To show that I can." "That I can do it on my own." "Come on, Gilles, hurry up." "Just the first half." " OK." "And if it hurts, come straight off." "Promise?" "I promise." "Go on." "Hi." " Hi." "Emma wanted to come and see her brother." "It's OK, Gilles." "Just carry on." "Just carry on." "Go after it, go on." "Patrick, that Johnny's coming." "Get him!" "Come on, mate." "Come on." "Have faith, Gilles." "You can do it." "Here." "Yes." "With the bolts, we're pretty certain that the ankle fracture will heal." "He'll be able to walk normally?" "The ruptured ankle ligament will heal." "But... there is a combination of injuries." "And football?" "I'm sorry." "Manuel Francisco Dos Santos, alias Garrincha, was called Little Bird, because his left leg was 6 cm longer than his right one." "The way he walked meant he could do things normal players daren't even dream of." "He was better in real life than on video." "Really good." "And only used his right foot." "That's great, Dèsirè." "What's the matter?" "I've received a letter from the Football Association." "You've been selected." " Yes." "I'm in the Red Devils Under 15s." "They saw you're good." "Striker?" " Right forward." "The position Garrincha played." "Sorry, Gilles." " Don't worry about it." "I think it's great you've been selected." "A bit lower on the right." "Yes." "No, that's too far, higher." "A bit more." "Higher, higher." "More, more." "A bit more." " Like that?" "More, more." "Like this?" " Yes, that's it." "OK." "Well, what do you think?" "Nice." "LITTLE BIRD DELICATESSEN" "And us..." "Together?" "What about that?" "It's different." " There." "For me too." "But... it's OK." "It's OK, Mum." "He won't come back again." "Yes!"