Goal II: Living the Dream Page #3

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A last-minute goal for Santiago Munez.

- Enrique!

- Come on, come on.

- Did you bring the dough?

- Quick, before they catch us.

OK, OK, this is for you

and this is for me.

What's in that head of yours?

What do you want?

For us to visit you in jail?

Listen...

...one false move,

and you will ruin your life forever.

More ruined than it already is?

Enrique my love, don't say that.

Look at that player, Munez.

He didn't have anything, like you.

Look at him now.

Apart from that, what the hell

does that have to do with me?

I'm going to tell you a secret.

That player is your brother.

Santi! Over here!

- OK, OK. Take it easy.

- Santi!

- Come on out, darling.

- Careful. Are you all right?

- Are you OK?

- I broke my heel off.

Come on inside. I've got a little

surprise for you. This way.

That's for you.

Come on in. And follow me. Follow me.

That's for you.

- Come on. This way.

- What was that?

Come on. Patience.

And pick her up. She can't walk.

And that's for you.

Come here.

I think he wants a photo.

Here we go.

- So is it always like this or what?

- It is, actually. They're all mad.

- Total lunatics.

- You don't sound surprised.

- You love it.

- What, being in the press?

I'll tell you what.

At the end of the day,

I'd rather be out with my friends having

a nice meal, nice conversation.

Let it breathe for one minute.

OK. There's more

to life than just football.

What, like computer games?

- Come on, you're in the first team.

- Don't get me wrong.

It pays the bills. I do love it,

but I've got other interests as well.

I mean, for example, wine.

I've made an investment

in a tasty little vineyard in France.

Could be my future, you know?

- I think it's corked.

- No, no, it's Covio de Special Reserve.

Jump on the plane with us.

No one will know.

- I think the coach might notice.

- The house is so empty without you.

- It's only a couple of weeks.

- I don't want to go.

- It'll be like you never left.

- I love you.

Me too.

- I'll call you, OK?

- OK.

- Anything you need, give me a ring.

- Thank you.

ONE MONTH LATER:

Sant, I'm desperate for the toilet.

Look at the pool,

at the gorgeous pool.

Hey, happy birthday.

- Didn't need to. I've got everything.

- I won't bother next time. 29 again?

Watch it.

I really need a wee.

Where's the toilet?

- Back here.

- See you in a minute.

In that room.

It's a bit of a wait, I'm afraid.

What do you think?

It's not bad, is it?

Different class. How can you afford?

I don't know.

Barry sorts all that out.

Hey, Barry! How can I afford this?

Because I get you

Oh, yeah.

It's because I'm on 80 grand a week.

I've got something for you.

Off you pop then, treacle.

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