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Caught the eye of a good coach.

I don't know.

It all came so easy at first.

- Do you enjoy teaching?

- Not really.

I mean, it's OK for now,

but I'd cut my throat

if I thought I had to do it forever.

I'd like to do something with my life.

You know, special.

I'd like to make a contribution.

So, you're a poor boy

from Ireland come to London.

I love it.

It's so exciting and alive.

I've never seen so much art or theater.

Not that I've taken

much advantage of it yet.

Well, look, if you'd like someone

to show you around,

I grew up in Belgravia. I'd be happy

to take you to all the good places.

That'd be great.

On one condition: I buy the tickets.

Oh, dear, is that going to be an issue?

I'm afraid it is.

I'm very old-fashioned.

But actually,

I did read something about the...

...exhibition in the Saatchi Gallery.

That's perfect.

It'd be my pleasure to take you.

You're very kind to offer this.

Can I at least give you

some free tennis lessons?

OK, it's a deal.

How about Wednesday for the Saatchi?

I can do that.

- Shall we meet for lunch first?

- It's a date.

I'd better get ready.

Your guests will be arriving soon.

Yeah, yeah. Of course. Go.

A sweaty tennis player's

hardly what they expect.

So who's my next victim?

You?

I haven't played table tennis

in quite a while.

Would you like to play

for a thousand pounds a game?

What did I walk into?

What did I walk into?

It's like this.

- May I?

- Please.

You have to lean in,

and hit through the ball.

I was doing just fine

until you showed up.

The story of my life.

So, tell me,

what's a beautiful, young,

American Ping-Pong player doing

mingling amongst

the British upper class?

Did anyone ever tell you,

you play a very aggressive game?

Did anyone ever tell you

you've very sensual lips?

- Extremely aggressive.

- I'm naturally competitive.

Is it off-putting?

I'll have to think

about that for a while.

There you are.

I wanted to introduce you

to Chris Wilton.

Chris Wilton,

this is Nola Rice, my fiance.

So, you're the tennis pro.

- Hello, darling.

- My pleasure.

He was trying to have

his way with me over the table.

Oh, really? Yeah, well,

you'd better watch out for this one.

He's made a living out of hustling.

I'll be ready for you next time.

- I'll see you outside.

- Oh, yeah.

She's quite something, isn't she?

- How long have you been together?

- Six months.

Jesus, yeah, six months!

She came over to study acting,

and I met her at a party

that I'd crashed

and she'd crashed, and...

...one thing led to another.

Obviously, it's taken Mother quite

a long time to get used to the idea

that I'm serious about her, but...

To be honest with you,

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