"We all start off in life with a dream, don't we?" "For a tennis player, it's being in the final of a Grand Slam," "Centre Court, a high lob... a smash." "Game, set and match." "You're a champion." "You're number one." "But for most tennis players, that's all it ever is: a dream." "The reality is another story." "My story." "You see that good-looking fella?" "No, not that kid in white, the other tired good-looking fella." "Yeah, him." "Well, that's me." "British Davis Cup, long time ago." "Two singles titles, even longer ago." "Presently ranked 119th in the world." "Sport is cruel." "I know it doesn't sound too bad:" "four million tennis players in the world and I'm 119th, but what that really means is this:" "118 guys out there are faster, stronger, better and younger,... and it gets you thinking." "He's 32 in September." "How long can Peter Colt keep playing?" "Stop it." "Just serve." "These young guys:" "where do they get the energy, the focus?" "No fear." "The one thing you can't have is fear, and for the first time in my life, I'm afraid." "Not of losing." "I'm not even afraid of the kid." "I'm afraid of what happens if that ball keeps going by me." "What happens then?" "I hope you don't mind, but I took the liberty of having it engraved." " Wow." " Exactly." " My biggest problem is parking." " Right." "Not for you, of course." "No, your own space." "Name plate again." "Good." "Hello, Ian." "Is this the young man you told us about?" "Peter Colt." "The one and only." " Once ranked 15th in the world, I hear." " 11th, actually, for most of '96." "Yes, Peter's got himself a wild card at Wimbledon." "We're hoping he'll hang his racket here at the club." "We'll see." "We shall look forward to giving you a peek at our ground strokes." "Do shut up." "Good luck at the Championships." " Thank you very much." " Yes." "Carry on." "Er, Peter, Peter." "Watch the ladies, occupational hazard." " Of course." " Look at this, look at this." "Completely new hybrid." "Yes, developed by the Yanks." "Firm but springy." "Look, Peter..." "I can't wait forever." " There's no-one I'd rather..." " Ian." "Look no further." "You have your tennis director." "That is splendid." "So splendid." "Oh, look." "That's Peter Colt, the new pro." "Once ranked 17th in the world." "11th!" "I was ranked 11th in the world." "What makes one tennis player different from another?" "It isn't a killer forehand or serve." "Many people have those." "The great ones have something else." "Some say it's a supportive family." "Others say it's being hungry." "Really hungry." "But as you can see, I've never been hungry." " Hello?" " And as for the supportive family..." "Mum?" "Dad?" "Anybody home?" "Hello, Carl." "Life still giving you trouble, is it?" "Deep Throat, director's cut." "Absolute classic." "Hey!" "They've been at it like that like cats and dogs for weeks." " You all right, Dad?" " Yes, yes." "Have you got our Wimbledon tickets sorted?" "Don't want to miss your grand finale." "I've never won a match at Wimbledon with my family in attendance." " We're not invited?" " Nope." " She's not going to like that." " What won't I like?" "Hello, darling." " You're looking rather gaunt." " Thank you." "Why's Dad so upset?" "Ridiculous man." "He believes I'm having an affair with Eliot Larkin." "Mother, he saw you snogging in the club car park." " That would do it." " Not in the kitchen." "I wanted your father to see us, that was the point." "Shake him out of his stupor." "Compel him to act." "I hear you plan to retire, to baby-sit a bunch of old ladies." "Not what your father and I had in mind all those years ago, cheering you on." "Do you know why?" "Because I believe you to be a truly great tennis player." "You've always been afraid to admit it." " I'm not afraid, I'm old." " Don't be absurd, 31 is not old." "In tennis years, I might as well be your age." " Thank you, dear." " I'm tired of hotels, airports, long-distance love affairs and..." " Losing?" " Yeah, losing." "Thanks, Carl." " Now tell her about the tickets." " Tickets?" "Oh, God, you really are a wanker, aren't you?" "Harsh but fair." "Why doesn't he get us tickets?" "!" "Do you know why?" "Does he think we're going to sit here watching it on television?" "Dad, what are you doing up there?" "Should've moved up here years ago." " I'm off up to Wimbledon, then." " Righto." " Peter?" " Yeah?" "Remember I always told you that tennis was a gentleman's game?" "Yeah." "Total bollocks." "Everything I ever told you." "Total bollocks." "Right, then." " Welcome to the Dorchester." " Thank you." " Your suite is top floor." "Superb view." " Really?" "You might have made a..." "Thank you." "I'll just show you where..." "Wow." "Well, they weren't wrong about the view." " You need something?" " Yeah, I..." "I'm so sorry." "I was given the key to room 1221." "This is room 1221." "My 1221." "Oh, right, your 1221." "Well, that makes perfect sense." " What makes perfect sense?" " I'd reserved a more modest room, and now I'll go down to the front desk and thank them for this dreadful error." " Goodbye, then." " Yes, goodbye." "And may I say good body..." "Luck!" "Shit." "I meant..." "Shit." " Lovely kitchen." "This way." "See, now that's much cosier." "I get a lot of questions about my personal life." " I usually don't answer." " That's why it's "personal"." "Right." "I just wanna focus on my game." "Unfortunately, I agree with my dad on this one, all that other stuff gets in the way." "Lizzie, you have had problems with chair umpires." "Some players think you deliberately disrupt matches." "I really don't." "Maybe I go a little over the top sometimes, but maybe that's what I need to do to play my best." "And that's why I came to London, to win Wimbledon." "Good luck." "Gonna knock 'em dead this year, Peter?" "I've got a strong feeling." "Thanks, Danny." " Gonna knock 'em dead, Ivan?" " I'll try." "I've got a strong feeling." "See you later." "Dieter, you wanna go for dinner?" " Afraid not." "I may get lucky tonight." " Oh, really?" "Irish girl." "Her dad owns much of Dublin." "Excellent." "She have a sister?" "Only child." "Tragic." "I should work on my serve anyway." "If this is my last hurrah, I want to go in style." "That's the spirit, old man." "Bugger." "Oops." "Sorry, wrong court." " Forgotten me already?" " The lady with the lovely... kitchen." " Lizzie Bradbury, right?" " And you're?" " Peter." "Peter Colt." " Nice to meet you, Peter Peter Colt." "Five quid says you can't do it again." "Ten bucks says you can't hit two in a row." "You're on." " Lovely form." " Thank you." " You're exceeding my expectations." " Mine too." "Do it with a slice serve, I'll treat you to fish and chips." "Ooh, the pressure's on." "Lovely toss." "Fish and chips it is." " Lizzie, what are you doing?" " Just one more serve, Daddy." "You've got to be in the hotel for an interview." "Two seconds, OK?" "Funny, you don't seem the daddy type." "Hit this one... and I'll sleep with you." " Ooh!" " I'm so sorry!" "Too bad." "You could've used the workout." "Welcome to day one of the Championships, where the players featured on Centre Court include Andy Roddick, Serena Williams and Britain's best hope for a title, Tom Cavendish." "Other Brits in action include journeyman veteran Peter Colt." "And today sees the Wimbledon debut of Lizzie Bradbury." "Will she live up to her lively reputation?" "What are you talking about?" "The chalk flew up!" "There's a mark there!" " The ball was out." " Get on with it!" "I'll let it go, cos you obviously can't see." "I feel sorry for you." "30-15." "Quiet, please." "40-15." "All right, Liz!" "How are you doing?" " What time's your match?" " Three o'clock." "Ajay Bhatt." " You ever heard of him?" " Yeah, yeah." " He's sitting over there." "Look." " Oh, my God." "Shouldn't he be off discovering masturbation?" "I played him in Bogotá." "He's like all young men, out to kill the father." "Like all young men, he must first be taught humility." "Exactly." "And you taught him that in Bogotá?" "Sadly, no." "He killed the father." "Straight sets." "Watch out for his backhand." "Yeah, six-to-four on, apparently." "Twenty pound to win, Ajay Bhatt." "Hold on, isn't he playing your brother?" "You should be ashamed of yourself." "Yeah, but curiously, I'm not." "2-6, 7-5, 6-4." "So this is it." "This is the end." "This is what it looks like." "1,000 balls a day, 300 days a year for 25 years." "Six million balls." "And it all ends here." "At two in the afternoon on Court 17, while they're on Centre Court screaming for the latest Russian teenage beauty." "Well, let's see if I can at least make it last a little while." "Come on, Pete." "Good luck, Mr Colt." "Thank you." "Bhatt to serve." "First set." "Right, then." "Play." "Love-15." "OK, nice." "Not embarrassing." "Another 71 like it and you've got it in the bag." "Oi, bloody rabbit, shoo!" " Our first match point." " Come on." "He's playing with new-found confidence today." "Here we are." "Match point." "Colt serves, wide to Bhatt's forehand." "Yes, get it." "Yes, good shot." "Well done, come on." "That's it!" "He's done it!" "He's done it!" "He's through round one." "Not interested." "What?" " Not interested." " Oh, suit yourself." "So you think that kid has a future?" "Yes, I do." "I expect one day to be the answer to the trivia question" ""Who beat Ajay Bhatt in his first ever Grand Slam?"" " What Wimbledon is this for you?" " My 13th, actually." "And since this may be my last Wimbledon press conference," " I'd like to take the opportunity to..." " Jake!" " announce my retirement from..." " Jake!" "...tennis" "That's my retirement from tennis." "Effective the moment this tournament ends." "Tomorrow, rear entrance, nine o'clock sharp." "We can avoid all of this." "Excuse me, please." "Come on, sweetheart." "Lizzie." "Lizzie." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "Excuse me." "You have one new message." "Congratulations." "You still owe me fish and chips." "Uh, say seven o'clock, room 1221." " That's my 1221." " Oh, bollocks!" "It's open." "...appears tonight in the northern sky." "Once mistaken for a shooting star, the comet gained its name from two US servicemen on patrol in the South Pacific." "It's the first time in 67 years it's appeared, and will be visible to the naked eye for the next two weeks." " Hi." " Hi." " Two fish and chips as promised." " Um..." " What?" " Let me just..." "Oh, jeez." "How embarrassing." " Are you hungry?" " Um, not quite." " I've got a question for you." " Right." "Where do you come down on the fooling-around-before-a-match issue?" " That's a very intriguing question." " Cos I think a little fooling around can be really good for your game." "You know, help you relax." "Um, I'm not sure I've done enough research to have a definitive opinion." " That's very sad." " Yes, it is, isn't it?" "It is..." "It's very sad." "Don't get me wrong, I'm very interested in doing the necessary research." " Are you?" " I'm interested." "Peter..." "No-one can know about this, OK?" "Really?" "I had been planning a brief press statement." "Seriously." "Especially my dad." "He says if there's a guy around, my first serve gets mushy." "You can't win with a mushy serve." "No." "So we'll keep it light, OK?" "Absolutely fine with me." "We'll just keep it fun and..." "Relaxed." "Good." "Peter?" "Excellent, more research." "Another point lost." "Dragomir has seized control on this court, known as the "Graveyard of Champions"." "For some reason, Peter Colt's game has been less than inspired." "Oh, God, I'm tired." "So tired." "Stay up all night doing research?" "You're bound to be exhausted." " Game, Dragomir." " What a pity." "Dragomir leads 5-4, fourth set, by two sets to one." "Hello, do you mind?" "Oh, bugger." "And he was doing so well." "Don't write him off yet, Pauline." "Some young men, I find, have a stamina that's really quite deceptive." "Second round." "Not so bad." "He did win the French Open." "At least you got three games off him." "Three games?" "Three lousy games." "Last match of your career and you got three games?" "Time." " It's pathetic." " Come on, Peter!" "At least there's no-one here to see you lose." "Come on, Peter!" "Oh, great." "Come on, Pete!" "Love-15." "Who would've thought 40 minutes ago we'd be in a fifth set?" "But Peter Colt, who hasn't beaten a top-ten player in two years is at 5-4, three points from winning the match." "30-love." " You were with me last match." " Yes, sir." "Brilliant play, sir." " Could I trouble you?" " Sorry." "40-love." "And we have our first match point." "Come on, Peter." " Out!" " Game, set, match, Colt." "The English wild card has defeated the French Open champion to advance to the third round." "6-4, 4-6, 2-6, 7-5, 6-4." "Peter, this way, please." " Thought I'd done my last one of these." " So did we." "Peter, did you know Dragomir is the first seeded player you've defeated in three years?" "Yes, two months and 14 days, but who's counting?" "What do you think of your next opponent?" "In all the excitement, I haven't even checked to see who it is." "It's your practice partner, Dieter Prohl." "Two friends now face each other as enemies." "Intriguing existential dilemma." "Room 1221, please." "Bradbury." "Is your elbow playing up?" "If I admit that, you may use it to your advantage." "Wow, that's terrible." "Is that what our friendship's come to?" "Dodgy shoulder, maybe?" "Have you?" "Most everything aches." "What doesn't, I can't feel at all." "Hello?" "Hello?" "!" "We should still practise and stick to the routine." "The hotel offered me a better room and I told them "I'm on a roll."" "At such moments, superstition's all we have." "Even when I'm taking a shit, I must do it exactly the same." "I'd never thought of that, that's genius." "Think of everything important, do it the same." "Wait a minute." "That's OK, put me through." "Lizzie, don't say a word." "I was thinking a repeat of the other night, like fish and chips, early to bed..." "Mr Bradbury, hello." "Mr Bradbury?" "Damn." " Yeah?" " Yeah." "Peter." "Billi." "Come sta?" "You are the Dragomir slayer." "How are you?" "You look a million lire." "Thank you." "I try." "Do you know my partner, Sophia?" " No." "Hi." " Nice to meet you." " So?" " I'm looking for Lizzie Bradbury." " Have you seen her?" " No." "You should ask Jake Hammond." " Oh, really?" "Why?" " Why do you think?" "Oh, right." "Well, I better get a move on." "Ciao." " Good luck tomorrow." " Thank you." " Looking for someone?" " Yeah..." "Yeah, yes." "It wouldn't happen to be my daughter?" "Yes, it would." " It's Colt, right?" " Yes, but please call me Peter." "Lizzie's on a roll now and I don't want her to have any distractions." "Right." "Of course." "Sorry, just to clarify, do you see me as a distraction?" "That's exactly how I see you." "So stop looking for her, stop calling her, stop coming around, stop every damn thing that involves my daughter." "Is that clear?" "In a few thousand years, the English will have evolved webbed feet." "Yes, about the same time the first German evolves a sense of humour." "No, no, no, that's not fair." "Many times I make you laugh." "No, I'm laughing at you, not with you." "Somebody wants you." " I think I'll..." " I think you will too." " Now, that was quite funny." " Yeah, I know." "Hey, get some rest tonight." "I don't want to win too easily." "What with you and that, what is it, bad knee?" " I have a little confession to make." " Oh, God." "When you walked into my room the other day," "I knew exactly who you were." " You did?" " Mm-hm." "I saw you play Tommy Haas at the Lipton last year." " Oh, shit." " Yeah." "You were ahead but you totally fell apart." "Yeah, as I recall a ball girl couldn't get out of the way of my serve." "You gallantly carried her off the court." "I thought you were such a... asshole, to lose like that when you were playing so beautifully." "But I couldn't get it out of my head." "I kept hoping I'd run into you, until finally you walked into my hotel room." "Like a knight in shining armour, perhaps?" "No." "Trouble is I'm the one that needs saving." "Yesterday, I was losing... and then I saw you watching." "What?" "Perhaps my first serve's getting a little mushy." "This year's love, it better last" "Heaven knows it's high time" "I've been waiting" "On my own too long" "And when you hold me like you do" " It feels so right..." " Oh." "Hey, look." "There it is, the comet." "See, with the little tail behind it?" " Hardly anything, is it?" " Barely moving." "We have to wish on it." "Did you wish on your next match?" "Wouldn't work if I told you." "Who are you playing?" " Good friend of mine, Dieter Prohl." " A friend?" "Then you should know how to beat him." "What are his weaknesses?" "Um, sausages, Wagner, men in leather shorts." "In his game?" "That's why I gave up having friends in tennis." "You have to dig deep to kill your friends." " I have to kill him?" " Without thinking twice." " I don't envy you." " Why?" "You practise together, travel together, practically live together." "Do you have what it takes to close out a friend in the third round of Wimbledon?" "Because that is killing him." "It's a bullet to the heart." "That's what tough about this game." "There's a winner and a loser." "And tomorrow, one of you is going to be a loser." "Bloody pedals!" "All right, Vij?" "Where the hell are the men's matches?" "Roddick lost to Jake Hammond, four sets." "Shit." "What about Peter and Prohl?" " You didn't hear?" " No." "Straight sets, man." "Peter decimated him." " Shit." " You bet against him again?" "Yeah." "He usually comes through." "He's been on such a good losing streak." " Here, are you Peter Colt's brother?" " Possibly." "I've seen you in here, watching the matches." "Yeah." "You could say tennis is my life." " My passion's chat rooms." " Really?" " Broadband." " Of course." "You may have humiliated the Kraut, but you are not done with him." "We change your routine not one iota." "I'm still your practice partner." "Thanks, mate." "Anyway, you know it was a hell of a lot closer than the score." "A net cord or two it would've been different." "Bullshit." "You annihilated me." "You..." "You hit from the soul, the heart." "Something's happened to you." "Something else, something..." "The girl in the taxi." "The end of the waving hand." "That's where the fire comes from, admit it." "Dieter, listen... do you think that in the middle of a championship, and the first time in years, I'm actually winning," "I'd be dumb enough to get involved with a woman?" "Absolutely." "You have eight new messages." "Well, aren't I popular?" "Peter, Ian Frazier from the club." "Well done!" "Take as long as you need before you start with us." "Oh, and the, er, the ladies send their regards." "You were incredible today." "I have a free day tomorrow." "I'll call you later." "Peter, remember me?" "It's your mother." "I hear..." "What did I always say about you?" "I don't know." "Remind me, Ron." "So cucumber, and cucumber." "They forgot to put the sandwich in my sandwich." "What you doing here?" "You're not still my agent." " What are you talking about?" " What am I talking about?" "I called you a year ago and I'm still waiting for you to call back." "Yeah, I'm into e-mails now." "I don't do the phone thing." "Ron... that's a lie." "Yeah, it's a lie." "You want me to be honest?" "Agents are not miracle workers." "We can't sell products that don't exist." "But you exist again, so I'm back selling again." "You know, I genuinely despise you." "And you know what?" "I really don't take it personally." "This could all be over by Monday." "Cavendish is a serve-and-volley guy, you always play shit against him, so let's capitalise now." "I don't want you to be the English guy who beat his friend the German guy, only to lose to the other English guy." "I want to make you some money." "Got a problem with that?" "You have to cut your commission." "OK, that's a no-go area." "Everybody pays ten per cent." "Say five per cent, or my next offer's four." "You know, success has really changed you." "And I'm loving it." "You got a deal." "Besides, I have a feeling Cavendish is going down." "Tea?" " I'd love some." " Let's talk business." "Slazenger's having a cocktail party tonight and everybody's dying to meet you for the very first time." "All over again." " I'll call you." " I'll ring you tomorrow." "Fine." "Lizzie." "Ronnie." "How're they hanging?" " Fine." "And yours?" " Fine." "Who's your new friend?" " You haven't met?" " I'm Lizzie." " Peter." "Peter Colt." " The Peter Peter Colt?" " I've heard a lot about you." " Nothing good, I hope." "That you're not afraid to come to the net." " I hear you're going to go all the way." " Every chance I get." "If this works out, do I get the..." "You can have ten per cent of our kids." " You all right?" "You look beautiful." " Thank you." " You come along and play matchmaker?" " I'm sorry." "I got excited by the math." "Let's talk over this Nike thing." "She'll be home before she turns into a pumpkin." "One day... none of this will be ours." "Oh, no." "Asshole incoming, four o'clock." "Lizzie, what's the deal?" "I've left you like half a dozen messages." "Really?" "How about that." " Hi." " Do you know Peter Colt?" " We met..." " First round, San Jose last year." "Exactly." "A memorable match." "Yeah." "Which I, like, won." "Peter's in the quarters." "Did you hear?" "Wait a second..." "Are you screwing him?" " You know what..." " You are, aren't you?" " I don't believe this." " Listen..." "Whoa, what are you, Grandpa, ranked like 120?" "I thought they were all just rumours, but you are a cheap little..." " Jesus, that really hurt." " But you did it so well." " I'm fine!" " Night, Jake." " Yes, don't get up." " Leave me alone." "I'm fine!" "That's the first time I've ever hit anybody in my life." "Lizzie?" "Lizzie!" "Other side." "I've never had anyone fight for my honour before." "I kinda like it." " You're not safe to be with." " Wait till you see me drive." "So, these are the wild streets of my youth:" "the drugs, the sex, the milkshakes." "My parents live here and I still keep a flat." " So we can stay there tonight?" " Yeah, but what about your dad?" "Ah, let him find his own place." " Who's next?" " Coffees for table five." " Parents are such a responsibility." " Worse than children." "Definitely." "My parents got divorced when I was 13." "My mom was always on the road trying to be a singer." " What went wrong." " She couldn't sing." " So mainly my dad brought me up." " Mine are still together." "Which proves that love's not just blind, it's bloody stupid." "Sad." "Everything they loved in each other now seems to drive them crazy." "I can't imagine ever wanting to get married." "No." "No." "I mean that's why we love the tour, isn't it?" "There's always another country, another airport..." " Another girl." " That's right, Lesley." " Lizzie." "I meant Lizzie." " You said Lesley." "Who's Lesley?" "As you can see, we've had to fire builders due to creative differences." "And truthfully, Peter's had a bit of a liquidity problem." " Oh, my nan liked a drink." "Sherry." " Right." " Piccy?" " Just a bitty." " Carl, what are you doing?" " Ah, Pete, hi." "Wasn't expecting you." "Shit, that's Lizzie Bradbury." " Can I take a picture?" " No, you can't." " Digital." " Look what I found." "Oh, hello." " Give me that!" " Oh, I only got four pizzas." "Oh, for God's sake..." "Right, get out." " You too, sunshine." " Bugger, I had it on landscape." " It's not funny." " I'm sorry." "Change of venue, girls." "Your mum's or mine?" " Big fan." " Go on, leave." " I am so sorry." " Might want to change the sheets." "Hi, Daddy, it's me." "I know you're probably going nuts and wanna kill me, but everything's cool, really." "Um..." "It's hard to explain." "I really needed to do this." "I gotta go, I'll see you at practice in the morning." " Everything all right?" " Everything's great." " Wanna go and have a workout?" " Thought we just had one." "Now are you sure about this?" "I usually do ten miles." " Why are you running behind me?" " Just enjoying the view." "Snip by snip Cozing it" "Bit by bit Yeah" "I'm takin' it step by step" "Boy, here and now" "We're caught in a moment" "I won't let it go" "And the silence It belongs to you and I..." "Hey, look at that." "This is where my dad taught me to play tennis." "Look at it now." "It's a shame." "Yeah." "Ace!" "Come on, make a little effort." "Ace!" "What's the matter with you?" "Are you scared of a girl?" "There's something I haven't told you." "What?" "This is my last tournament." "No matter what happens." "But you're doing so great." "Hey, you just have to..." " Keep winning." " Right." "So keep winning." "Finally, Colt returns with a cross-court forehand." "Ah!" "Colt makes a smashing return." "With unlady-like effort, Bradbury strains to get to the ball." "Ooh, it's an extremely high lob." "Will he maintain his gentlemanly composure or will he, dare I say, win the point?" "Hold on, what's happened to the ball?" "Look." "Gotta go, bye." " £100 on Cavendish in the quarters." " Hold your horses." "So, still betting against your brother?" "It's tactical." "If he loses, I get rich, if he wins, I get laid." " Where did you get £100 anyway?" " Photo journalism." "..and put friendships on the line in a challenging battle of designs." "Look, Lyndsey, a green grasshopper." "I trust you slept well after your night of debauchery." "I declare I surely did." "So did I." "God, no wonder the English never win Wimbledon." "I'd love to see an English guy in the finals, but come on." "Peter Colt is the luckiest man in tennis." "Wanker." "God, it's incredible how much that actor looks like your dad." " Oh, shit." " Incredible how much that building..." "Shit!" " The Sun newspaper..." " Hide!" "...published this photo of Colt..." " Carl, you bastard!" " Oh, hello, Mr Bradbury." " Where's my daughter?" "Gone, sadly, and sadly, gone." "She had to work on that first serve." " I expect she's at the practice..." " Bullshitting me?" "Absolutely not." "I wouldn't dream of it." "So how was your trip down?" "The traffic can be murder getting out of London." " We left early." " The early bird does catch the..." "Would you like a cup of, er, tea?" "Maybe something stronger?" "A shot of whisky?" "A shot at me, perhaps?" " It's Peter, right?" " Yeah." "Look, Peter, I got nothing against you, you seem like a nice guy." "Oh, good." "I'm not an idiot, I know that Lizzie likes to have her fun, and it keeps her relaxed, and if you were just another easy..." "You know, that would be one thing." "But you're not." " Actually, I was incredibly easy." " No." "This time it's different." "She's..." " falling for you." " Oh, I see." " Which is a total disaster." " Why?" "She's hardly lost a serve." "Her footwork is off, her serve is a mess, she's gotta get her head back in the game, remember what it is she wants." " What do you think that is?" " What we've worked towards for years." "What she's always wanted more than anything." " I still want it." " Oh, hi." "I want to win Wimbledon." " I'm sorry." " That's all right, sweetheart." "We'd better get going, we got a lot of work to do." " You're gonna go?" " Mm-hm." "He's right." " Sorry." " Wait a second." "Lizzie!" "Lizzie!" "This is ridiculous." "You're a grown woman and should make your own decisions." "This is my decision." "We can be together afterwards." "What does that mean?" "You can't switch me on and off like a light bulb." " I'll call at the hotel." " She won't be there." " What?" " I'm sorry, kid, but if you're together, she can't play." "It's an all-British affair, but Cavendish is in control of the crowd and the match." "He's up a break in the first set, and Peter Colt, with the expectations of a nation upon him," " is withering under the pressure." " Quiet, please." "Touch. 40-love." "That's set point for Tom Cavendish." "Candy, they're only knocking the wall down from the window to the patio door." " Talk to Sergei." " She hits short, you come in." " Stop bugging me." " She'll never pass..." "I'm focused." "I know the game plan." "Yeah, right." "He's out of my head now." "It's over." "Stop freaking out on me." "Yeah, it was definitely his ankle." "You can see how he landed right on it." "This is ugly." "Cavendish!" "Colt may have got a free pass to the semis." "Think you can go on?" "Tom!" "Tom!" "Tom!" "Tom!" "Not so fast, Chrissie." "Listen to the crowd." "They worship the kid here." "The question is will Colt be able to take advantage of Cavendish?" "He's never shown much of a killer instinct." "Quiet, please." " 40-love." " There's your answer." "Look at that smile." "Watch out, Tom Cavendish." "Can we take another route?" "Her match is at three." "I doubt it." "It's chocker." "Three match points." "Colt continuing his unlikely run in these championships." " What's the score, sweetheart?" " Match point." "Game, set..." "Colt has done it again." "Another upset, another seeded player goes down, and Colt will now take on fifth-seed Pierre Maroux in the semis on Friday." " Congratulations, my friend." " Thanks, but my countrymen hate me." "I just destroyed their best hopes of winning." " Everyone loves a winner." " Everyone but the British." "Peter!" "Peter!" " Sign this, please?" " Thank you." " See, I was right." "Everybody loves you." " Almost everybody." "Go on, Liz." "Oh, well played." "30-all." "What do you think makes her so extraordinary?" "No embarrassment, no fear." "She makes a decision, she goes for it." "It's a turn-on for the rest of us, cos generally, we're all scared shitless." " Even you?" " Me?" "I hate making decisions." "Like right now, I'm very, very afraid." "If you don't see that girl again, it'll screw up your confidence." "On the other hand, I'm petrified that if I tell you where she's camped out," " her father will fire my ass." " Where's the girl camped out?" "32, Kensington Place, first-floor apartment." "I made a decision." "Game, Miss Bradbury." "Bradbury leads four games to one, final set." "Me too." "Oh, shh." "No, no." "Hi." "It's not what you think, so don't..." "I'll jump." "I'll jump." "I will." "You want that on your conscience?" "Thank you." "Lizzie?" "Lizzie?" "Lizzie, it's me." "Shit!" "Hey!" "Shut up!" "Noisy little shit." "Ow!" "That hurt." "Shit!" " Bugger." " Peter!" " Yeah." " What are you doing here?" "That's an excellent question." "The sad fact of the matter is I can't get through 24 hours without you." "I've missed you, Peter Peter Colt." "You have?" " But I need you to go." " No, You need me to stay." " Peter." " Lizzie." "People have fallen in love before, you know." "Is that what we're doing here?" " Lucky you didn't get the wrong room." " I did, your dad's a very quick shag." "Good morning." "BBC London 94.9." "Have you seen it out?" "The lark's on the wing and everything's for the best, cos it's semifinals day, which means it can only get better as Peter Colt stares down the racket of Pierre Maroux." "Can a Brit win this title?" "Who'd have thought we'd live so long to say that?" "Game, Colt." "Colt must have had his Wheaties." "He's off to a roaring start." "Remember, the last time these two met was the '97 US Open semis, a day I'm certain Colt wants to wipe from memory." "It was the greatest opportunity of Colt's career:" "He was up two sets, then he choked, and I don't think he's ever recovered." "John, choking can be instigated by the smallest thing." "Absolutely." "You wake up in the morning and something isn't right." "Or maybe a little superstition goes wrong." "And a seed of self-doubt is planted." "Lizzie!" "I love you!" "Then everywhere you look, that feeling of doubt seems to look back." "And once that happens, all it takes is one point." "One decisive point that can make or break your confidence, and completely determine the outcome of the match." " Game, Miss Rupesindhe." " Advantage, Colt." "No choking here today on Number 2 Court." "Peter Colt is firmly in control." "And incredibly just two points away from a Wimbledon final on Sunday against America's Jake Hammond." " Come on, Pete!" " Quiet, please." "A near-impossible passing shot." "Match point." " Oh, no." " He's having trouble getting up." "Peter Colt's clearly in pain." " Shit." " It's hard to tell." "It could be disaster for the man who's captured the hearts..." "Come on, Son." "Pick yourself up, you can do it." "Mr Colt, are you OK?" " It's my back." " Can you get up?" " I'm not entirely sure." " One more point, come on." " He can't actually hear you." " Oh, yes, he can." "This is an eerie echo of the Tom Cavendish match." " He's back on his feet..." " Oh, yes, he can." "Well, only he knows how much it's hurting." " My God, the stress." " How does he deal with it?" "...against an English opponent..." "How does who deal with it?" "Oh, my back." "My back is killing me." "But remember, you're one point away from the final." "I'd love to see an English guy in the finals, but come on." "Remember Australia?" "Your shoulder was killing you and what did you do?" "All right." "Colt is the luckiest man in tennis." "This is gonna hurt." "Game, set and match, Colt." "Colt wins three sets to love." " 6-2, 6-1, 6-3." " Yes!" "I knew he could do it." "Who would've dreamt two weeks ago that the man time had forgotten..." "Rabbit." "Caught it messing with your lettuce." "Good man." " Peter." "Can we do a quickie?" " No, not right now." "How's she doing?" "I couldn't do anything wrong and Lizzie couldn't do anything right." "Like accepting defeat, which Bradbury found very difficult." "Bugger." "It's not as if she can blame you, is it?" "I told you I needed to focus, to be away from you for just a few days." "But instead you sneak into my room, you don't even spend the night..." "I thought you'd want the extra sleep." "...like I was some chick you picked up." "Well, this chick is going home to work on her serve." "I am sorry about your match, but please don't go." "Because you need to screw me before the finals?" " That's why you think I'm here?" " It's not?" "Really?" "Not even just a little bit?" "You see?" "I know you want me to think we're in love or some bullshit, but all you fell in love with this week was winning." " That is not true." " Yes, it is." "And you know what?" "I love winning too." "More than anything." "More than anyone." "You don't mean that." "I do." "Love means nothing in tennis." "Zero." "It only means you lose." "She's dropping her arm too soon after the toss." "Honestly" "Can I say" "What I mean?" "Don't you play with me" "Cos I'm" "A lady..." "Clear your head, forget about her." "Love is shit, just like she said." "He's absolutely right." "Just ask my soon-to-be ex-wife." "Ask all my ex-wives." "Thanks for the wisdom." "Shouldn't you be off sucking up to Jake?" "I did that at breakfast." "You're in the finals, it's time to move on, same as she would." " Feel that?" " Ow!" "I'll take that as a yes." "I'm not making any promises, but if you keep relatively still, you should be OK for the finals." " Yes!" "We got it." "Frito-Lay." " What?" "You are the new spokesperson for their new chip: "Surprisingly Zesty"." " I've got to get out of here." " No, you heard the doctor." "Let's get you some room service." "I would kill for another dozen..." "What do you call those cucumber sandwiches?" " Cucumber sandwiches." " You got a name for everything." "And in other news, the Kuiper Belt comet Armstrong Flynn finally disappeared from view today after blazing for..." "There's a distance between us" "And you take the blame" "I know that you try" "But at this stage of the game" "I've started a new life" "There's no turning back..." " Oh, Jennifer." " Don't you know, can't you see?" "I got over" "Sometimes I wonder" "Where this feeling began" "Deep in my heart" "Right from the start" "Right from the start" "Tired and lonely" "I'll move on from this pain" "I'm starting again" "I'm breaking the chain..." "Yeah, all right, I'm going." "I'm going." "Oh, for God's sake, Carl." "Carl!" "For God's sake..." "Didn't I tell you always to knock before entering a room?" "It's a bit late now." "Come in and have some breakfast." "What do you want?" "Eggs and soldiers?" " Oh, eggs'll be fine." " Sit down." " Morning, Son." " Where's the Marmite?" "Well, um..." "I'm out of the tree house." "Yeah, you certainly are." "Your mother and I seem to have found some common ground at long last." "Really?" "What's that?" "You, Peter." "You're, er, probably aware that things have been a bit sticky for the last few..." "well, years, actually." "The fact is, in the end, the only thing we shared was the downstairs toilet, and she wasn't really keen on that." "I think what I'm trying to say is that... we'd forgotten just what an inspiration you are to both of us." "That's meant to be the other way round, I know, but..." "And how very proud we are of you." "It's been a long time since we've done this." "Too bloody long." " Dad?" " Mm?" " My back." " Oh, God." "Well, it's been quite a fortnight, hasn't it?" "Not just for Peter, for all of us." "I for one will admit, and that's not a word I like much but we could all do better to love and support each other." "Unconditionally, without judgment, without..." "For God's sake, Carl, stop biting your fingernails..." "Augusta!" " You were saying, darling." " Yes." "Sorry." "I just wanted to propose a toast." "To the family." "Our family." " It's a trick." " Our family." "Our family." " Oh, bloody marvellous." " No, darling, we're bad luck." "If we came and you lost, I'd never forgive myself." "I don't believe in luck anymore." "Listen,... win or lose, and I can't see how I'm possibly gonna win, tomorrow will be my last professional tennis match, and I can't imagine the three of you not being there, so please." "So what you're saying is Jake's the safe bet, then?" "Good morning, it's Radio 1, I'm Chris Moyles." "So today is the big finals." "Peter Colt, what an amazing man." "I didn't think he was gonna do it, now I think he could..." "Good morning, everyone, BBC London 94.9." "It's here, it's Wimbledon finals day." "I try to be detached and cool, but I'm carried away." "Come on, Colty!" "Good luck, Mr Colt." "Thank you." "Thank you very much." "All the best, Mr Colt." "Thank you." "Thanks very much." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Thank you so much." "Thanks." "Thank you." "Thank you so much." "An Englishman in a final." "Fantastic." "If you can win that cup, sir, we'd all be so proud." "I'll do my best." "And I don't even like tennis." "Ready, sir?" "Yeah, I think I am." "Colt, seen here in his teens, has already declared this to be his last competitive match." "Only a matter of days ago," "Colt had become a fading blip on the radar of tennis history." "Now he's become the man who..." "Not to add to the pressure, Peter, but you know the entire UK is cheering you on today." "Yes." "Let's hope I don't disappoint them." "Did you have any realistic hope two weeks ago that..." "Lizzie, I love you more than life itself, but I can't turn off every goddamn TV set in the UK." "I'm going for a walk." "Flight boards in half an hour." "Would all remaining passengers make their way to Gate 9." "What do you attribute this remarkable run to?" "Well, I had a bit of luck against Tom Cavendish in the quarters, and I played a more focused game passionate game, er,..." "But I suppose the real answer to your question... is, er, well, love." " Really." " Love of the game?" "Yeah, love of the game, um..." "But listen, you may have read about Lizzie Bradbury and myself being... involved, so to speak but I'd like to take this opportunity to set the record straight." "I read the papers this morning, and they seemed to imply that Lizzie had let me down in some way." "That's just not the case." "The truth is I let her down." "I let her down, and for that, I will always be truly sorry." "Would passengers please have their boarding passes ready as boarding will commence..." "Listen, I'm not in the habit of pouring my heart out on television." "Or pouring my heart out at all." "Lizzie, sweetheart, there's something I think you ought to see." " I'm seeing it." " ...forgive me." "Lizzie Bradbury is..." "is the reason that I'm here today." "That's all I really came here to say, so thank you." "Thank you, Peter." "I, um, have a new theory of our life of tennis." " Tell me." " Well, it's simple, really." "You, um, hit the ball back over the net, as hard, and as deep, and as often as possible." "Sorry to disturb you, Peter." "The Members have invited you to use the number one dressing room." "Oh, no, thank you, Danny." " I think I'd rather stay here." " Right." "That's what I told 'em you'd say." "Good luck, my friend." "Very soon, Colt and Hammond will walk through the tunnel under Centre Court." "A stroll, Chrissie, I'm sure you'd agree is the highlight of a player's career." "Except for the butterflies, absolutely." "He can't just wear the hat." "We don't have an endorsement deal, that's why." "He knows the number." "Peter." "I tried to warn you about her." "By the way, how's the weak back?" "It's fine." "Thanks." " How's the weak mind?" " Gentlemen..." "Fuck a duck." "Jake Hammond's been on an absolute tear." "He's lost only one set this tournament." "And he's had to beat Hewitt, Federer." "With the exception of Dragomir and Tom Cavendish," "Colt's road to this final has been a relative pushover." "He's played great tennis, but my guess is he's more than a little overmatched today." "First set." "Hammond to serve." "Come on, Peter." "I gotta go." "Peter!" "Peter!" " Come on, Colt!" " Quiet, please." "Ready?" " Come on, Peter." " Play." "15-love." "Come on, Colt." "Yes, thanks, I'll be needing that." ""Thanks, I'll be needing that."" " Come on, Colt." " Come on, Jake." " Quiet, please." " Come on, Jake." "30-love." "That poor kid was on the receiving end of one of the fastest recorded serves in professional tennis. 144mph." "We certainly hope he's OK." "That reminds me how lucky I was," "I ball-boyed in the old days when they used wood rackets and things were a lot slower." "Oh, you bastard." "It's one thing to humiliate me, but you didn't have to mess with the boy." "Now you're going down." "Oooh." "Or maybe not." "Colt to serve." "Love-15..." "Love-40..." "Game, Hammond..." "40-love..." "Game and first set, Hammond." "30-love..." "Game, Hammond." "New balls, please..." "Love-15." "Hammond leads five games to two." "Game, Hammond..." "Love-30... 15-30... 15-40." "Peter Colt finds himself once again at break point." "He can't afford to go down another break this early in the third set." "He seems lost out there, John." "Lost and confused." "We may be witnessing the near total collapse of a player's game." "At a moment like this, you have to wonder what the hell is going through Peter Colt's mind?" "Please, God." "Please make it end." "Game, Hammond." "Play is suspended." "What are you doing, lad?" "Get in here." "It ain't over till the handshake, lad." "I'm not really in the mood for a pep talk." "Well, you'd better get ready for one." "Hi." "I thought you'd gone." "Yeah, me too." "Having a tough day?" "Well, you know, disastrous." "Except for the fact that you didn't go gooey when the ball boy got hit." "Yeah." "Sorry." "Why are you British apologising all the time?" "Don't apologise to me, I love you." " Apologise to the people out there..." " What did you say?" " I said the whole country..." " No, the other bit." "I said I love you." "See that's very good news." "I thought I was alone in the love department." "Well, it turns out you've got company." " I'm so sorry." " If you say sorry one more time," " you're gonna be sorry." " About the other night." "Stop it." "Forget about that." "This is about you." "Go out there and decide who you are." " Who might that be?" " That might be a winner." "Please be patient, Mr Hammond." "Please sit down." "The question is where's Peter Colt?" "Did he flee the building with the rain?" " I think he's in the lavatory." " Isn't that a comfort break?" " Yes, they are allowed one." " If he's got a gippy tummy..." "So if he doesn't come back..." "He's gonna lose." "Of course I want to win, I do." " But he's just better than me." " No, he's not." " My back's killing me." " You play through the pain." " My legs are like lead." " Find a second wind." " His serve is unstoppable." " It's not." "It's a bundle of tells." " What?" " His serve." "It's like a book, you just have to know how to read it." "I don't care who wins, I represent both players." "It's like asking which one of my kids I love more." "Which one do I love more?" "My daughter." "I'll talk to you later." "Colt is back." "Let's hope he's better." "So far, he's been a blowout." "Yeah, Pete..." "Peter!" "Ladies and gentlemen, as play resumes" "Hammond leads two sets to love and one game to love." "Hammond to serve." "Play." "Come on, Pete!" " Come on, Pete!" " Go for it, Peter!" "If he bounces the ball once, not twice, he's going for the body." "If he shifts back on his left heel and shows you his toe, it means he's hitting deep." "Colt had Hammond's number on that one." "It's a good sign if he's going to climb out of the hole he's in." "Ouch." "You all right." " Welcome back." " Same to you, sir." "Station ident ready to roll." "Eight." "Top of your shot." "We got a visitor." "John, did you see who just came in?" "That'll give an immediate adrenaline burst." " Yes!" " He did it, Chrissie." "He pulled up his set." "Oh!" "Yes!" "After a great comeback, Colt's game has levelled and he and Hammond are even at five-all in this tie-break." "So this next point is crucial if Colt wants to keep his comeback alive." "OK, 5-5 in the breaker." "Here we go." "6-5, Hammond." "Jake Hammond is up 6-5 in the tie-breaker and has finally got a Championship point." "This could be the final point of Peter Colt's pro career." "Right here, right now." " Quiet, please." " This could be it, Chrissie." "If his heel moves left, he's going right." "Or is it the toss?" "Yes." "If he tosses high, it..." "Oh, sod it." "6-6." "Incredible point." "I'm going a complete one-eighty on Peter Colt." "Amazing persistence from the journeyman player." "I was already thinking about getting to the airport." "We may be going to a fifth set, and if I was Hammond," "I'd want to close it out right now." "The last thing he wants is another set with the momentum going the other way." "OK, first one to win by two." "Pete!" "Pete!" "Pete!" "Ladies and gentlemen, quiet, please." "7-6, Colt." "Double fault." "Now Hammond's the one getting tight." "Peter Colt now has set point to force a fifth and deciding set." "Oh, give us a goddamn break." "Please switch off all mobile phones." "Thank you." "Come on, Peter." " Yeah?" " Come on, Peter." "Unbelievable!" "We're gonna play five!" "After a disastrous start, Peter Colt has battled back..." "Game, Colt." "Peter Colt, san." "Game, Colt." "Colt leads five games to four." "Final set." "Colt has broken Hammond, and now he's going to be serving for the Wimbledon title." "An hour ago, he wouldn't have found anyone to give him a ride home." "And now it's up to him." "He's got a chance to serve out the match." " Come on, Peter!" " Time." "Break you right back, asshole." "Did you see that?" "That is gamesmanship from Hammond." "Come on, Peter." " You can do it, Pete!" " Come on, Peter." "15-love." "Come on!" "Peter Colt is now three points away from winning Wimbledon." "One point at a time, Peter." "It's just another point." "Just another point." "Like hell it is, you could win Wimbledon, so you wouldn't have to take the projob." "You could buy a new place, redecorate." "Lizzie could help." "Although God knows what tastes she has." "Oh, shut up, you silly ponce." "30-love." "Make that two points away, Chrissie." "Come on, Peter!" "Ladies and gentlemen, quiet, please." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Oh, my God." "Come on, Pete." "30-15." "You got him, Jake!" "We talked about Colt in the past choking on big points." "This is primo choke time." "I wouldn't be surprised if Colt got real tight." " Thank you." " It's my fault." "Come on, Pete!" "Don't choke." "Don't choke." "Don't choke." "Please don't choke." "Please don't choke." "I'm not gonna choke, dammit." "40-15." "Peter!" "Can you believe it?" "Peter Colt is serving a Championship point." "Quiet, please." "Ladies and gentlemen, quiet please." "Championship point." "Right, then." "Out." "I don't believe it." "That was a terrible call." " What the hell?" " What?" "Look at the chalk fly, the ball was definitely in." " It was on the line!" " It was on the line!" "I'd be torching the stadium about now." "Excuse me." "The ball was good." " 40-30." " Oh, come on." "Chalk flew up, the whole stadium saw." "It was quite an important point." "That's too close for me to overrule." " Please resume play." " Absolutely not." "It's total bollocks." " Absolutely bollocks!" " Code violation." "Unsportsman-like conduct." "Warning, Mr Colt." "In!" "In!" "In!" "In!" "Here we go." "Peter Colt has a second chance to win the Championship." "The question is, can he do it?" "After a call like that, a lot of players, including yours truly, find it hard getting back in the mindset." "Ladies and gentlemen, quiet, please." "That wasn't even close." "And it wasn't fast either." "I believe you to be a truly great player." ""...total collapse of a player's game..."" "Stop it." "You have to stop it." "Now." "He's done it." "He's done it." "The journeyman has won." "The wild card entry, ranked 119th in the world, now champion of Wimbledon." "Call Letterman, call Leno, call Oprah, call Kimmel..." "It's pandemonium here." "I've never seen anything like this in my life." "The Brits finally have a winner." " What's wrong with you?" "Bet on Jake?" " I put it all on you, bro!" " Can I retire now, Mum?" " Certainly not!" " Well done, Son." " I love you." "He seems to be looking for somebody else." "I think the whole world knows who he's looking for." "There's so much I want to say to you." " I'm not going anywhere." " Oh, yes, you are." "You're going a long, long way." "Nothing could possibly match that moment." "It's everything you wait a lifetime for." "That dream finally come true." "What else could ever come close?" "Except this, maybe." "I did take a job at a club, but teaching young kids like my own, not old ladies." " And I love it." " I beat you!" "Rubbish, the ball was in, it was..." "Ow!" "Well, most of the time." "A part of me was afraid my life would be over if I wasn't playing tennis." "The truth is, it was really just beginning." "Oh, and by the way, Lizzie did win the US Open." "And Wimbledon." "Twice." 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