[boys chattering, joking]
See ya Charlie.
See you later Charlie.
Come on mate!
Is he coming Tommy?
He's just doing his hair.
Hey, you'll soon have the premier league calling!
You are not wrong mate.
Kompany to Zabeleta, Zabeleta on to Silva,
who slips it to Aguero, who gives it to Lyndsay...
What's he on about?
See you later Paul!
See you later Charlie!
Wait in the car for me. Mick!
Thanks mate.
It's nothing. He's a talent.
I know but...thanks.
-No problem. -Right.
-See you at training Charlie. - See ya.
Well done.
[Dad singing] I'm city till I die
I know I am, I'm sure I am
I'm city till I die
City want to see you
(chuckles)
City want to see you.
You don't look very happy.
- I am. -Good.
Sue!
You won't guess what happened today.
Did they win?
Yeah, of course they won.
Where is he?
-Guess who was there? -Where he's gone?
I don't know. He's gone to his room.
Fancy a cup of tea?
Will you listen?
I'm trying to tell you something...
Claire... Claire called.
Of course she did.
Charlie! Charlie!
How did he take it?
-Really well. -Yeah?
-I wanted to scream and shout. -Yeah, I bet it was a shock.
-Ok, I've got to go. -Just hang on.
I told Bethan I'd be there and that was ten minutes ago.
Christ, you can be selfish.
Here he is!
-To Charlie! -To Charlie!
Well done Char!
I think I've got some homework to finish for tomorrow,
so I better get it done.
Yeah.
Yeah, sure, sure.
Yeah.
-It must be quite daunting. -He'll be alright.
He doesn't feel pressure like I used to.
I've actually got to go. See you later.
Can you be back by 7 please?
[grunts]
Charlie... What are you doing?
Oh, doesn't he look smart.
Here you are, with our compliments.
Thank you.
So when doe he go?
Next week.
Can I take this off now, please?
You want to be out with your mates, don't you?
Ta da!
You look gorgeous.
What are you doing?
Nothing.
Yeah, you were.
You're always messing about.
Come on, they want you in there.
Come on!
It's amazing what they get now.
Yeah, a lot of 'em don't have a clue.
They've got nothing to compare it to.
I would have loved it.
Lot of pressure though.
Some of the kids, they can't take it.
-I don't think I would. -This one will.
He'll lap it up.
Mick was saying you're quite resilient Charlie.
I just love football, love playing, love training..
I was the same.
I was mad for it.
This is amazing.
Just wasn't meant to be, eh?
Oldham Athletic wasn't it?
How'd you know that?
We do as much background on the parents as the kids.
Bloody knees.
They get looked after now.
How come you didn't carry on, you know, coaching?
You move on, you get married, kids...
Those facilities were amazing.
You know, my knees would be ok somewhere like that.
I could have had the best treatment.
Things would be different now...
Anyway, lots to think about.
Your grandad will be proud, it's his team.
It's just the start for you.
You're going to the premier league.
You're better than I ever was... you've got a better touch.
Not as quick though.
What you thinking?
I'm not sure.
Charlie, you've been offered a great opportunity.
I know...
This is it kid, this is the finger of God in all that.
I know it's a big chance.
Right, so...
You've got a gift, and one you could make pay.
How many kids out there would bite their own arm off
for a chance like this?
I know.
So what is there to think about?
You play your cards right...
you'll earn a lot of money playing the game you love.
I know.
You won't have to work in some shitty factory.
There's no down side mate.
You're just gonna have to man up.
Shut up.
We're gonna have to tell him... And soon.
[all chattering]
She keeps looking over.
-She doesn't. -She does.
-I think she fancies you. -No.
She's got massive tits.
Shut up Tommy.
Just sayin'.
How will she cope with being a wag?
What d'ya mean?
The academy?
God you're dull.
Shut up you knob.
You're a knob; you're not gonna go, are you?
If it was me, I'd have signed there and then.
It's not as easy as that, is it?
Yeah it is, you puff.
She is fit.
Which one?
One in the tracksuit.
She's looking over.
-I'm gonna go over. -Tom no.
Tommy?
What do you want?
Mum wants to know if you're going to eat before you go.
Mmm...
Probably not. I'm late.
Where are you going?
Just to London, with college.
-Oh yeah... -It's going to be such a laugh.
Still not shifted them bags?
-You what? -The bags.
What? Oh, them. I haven't had time.
Look, I'm trying to pack.
I'll shift 'em for you if you want?
Whatever.
They look nice.
-Do you think? -Yeah.
Are you gonna go?
-I don't know. -I would.
[cell phone buzzes] Shit, they're here.
I'll tell mum you're not eating.
Thanks Char.
[sound of game on TV]
I think Eve's lift is here.
She's not eating.
Oh, cool.
[horn honks outside]
Hey, look who it is.
Well done on the city thing, Charlie, it's brilliant.
Cheers, thanks.
[horn honking continues]
I bet that's Gareth beeping his bloody horn.
Where are you going?
To tell him to use the door. He's been here enough times.
What's it matter?
Paul, don't make a fuss.
Bye!
Wait! Hang on Eve!
-Alright Paul. -Alright Gareth.
Alright Bethan.
Do you not like us or something?
What? No.
Why didn't you come inside
instead of honking your horn and have everyone looking?
Hello! Anybody want to help.
-Sorry. -Sorry Darling.
Thanks.
-Open the boot. -Hey!
-Hi Gareth. -Hello.
How are your mum and dad?
-Good thanks. -Good.
Have a good time.
Hey, hey, make sure you're safe.
Jesus dad!
-Oh my God. -For God's sake Paul.
-Love you. -See you later.
-Don't get too drunk. -Bye Char.
-See you. -Have a good time.
-Promise. -I will. See you later.
See you later!
Bye Char!
Your Charlie is so cute.
And 14 Bethan.
Alright... Fancy a game of FIFA?
Yeah, set it up, I'll be down in a sec.
Don't know why you bother, you'll never win.
Hey one day, I'm going to win.
Mmm...
I've been practicing.
I've been playing online with this girl from Sweden.
- Is she good? - Great!
Charlie!
♪
Pass and move!
Come on Charlie!
Good, good Adam. You did the ten.
That's it... Now let's get some movement.
Stop the ball, pass it, move it, that's it.
Good!
- Ah. -Where does it hurt?
Back there.
Better rest up. Keep it warm.
Ok.
Come on, put a foot on it and a name.
How many pieces of work?
There's at least two missing and a third was due last week.
He's always in his room doing his homework.
Charlie was an excellent student, very promising.
He's lovely to have in the class...
But of late he's very quiet and he's just not doing the work.
-Is he going to fail? -No, there's still time,
and if he gets back to where he was
he's looking at an A.
That's why this is a bit worrying.
Ok, thank you... We'll talk to him.
[sighs]
What's going on Charlie?
Nothing.
Yeah, you're right there.
You've not been doing your homework.
I have.
We've just come back from the school.
It's very disappointing Charlie.
What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing.
-It's important to do your work. -I know.
-So why are you not doing it? -I'm doing my work!
They don't just hand qualifications to you.
You have to work hard for them.
- I know! -Do you though?
Seems to me you've had it easy.
Easy? No I haven't.
You've never had to go without love, or had to struggle.
What do you know?
Don't talk to your mother like that.
Why not? You can say or do what you want!
Who do you think you are talking to?
I'm talking to you!
All you ever talk about is football, football, football.
You need to sign, you need to sign!
Well, I'm not not playing fucking football anymore!
I hate school, I hate life, it's all shit!
-Sit down Charlie! -No!
I don't give a fuck anymore dad!
-Sit down Charlie! -No!
-Hey! -No, no Paul
He can't get away with that!
We have...been putting a lot of pressure on him.
Pressure?
Try living with parents who didn't give a shit!
Try working in a factory from the age of sixteen.
We've heard this story before; it's not about you.
[door slams]
[muffled laughter, chatter]
He's not at home.
He's just not answering his phone.
Do you think we need to call the police?
Where the bloody hell have you been Charlie!
I didn't feel well. I went for a walk.
We thought you were under a bus!
Everyone left ages ago!
You've completely ruined Imogen's photos.
Bloody hell Charlie! Look at the state of you.
-I didn't feel well. -So why didn't you say so?
Instead of buggering off?
I don't know what your problem is,
but you need to sort yourself out.
Come on.
-Look at the state of you! -We're gonna miss the reception!
You nearly gave me a heart attack!
I was so worried about you.
You can't just go like that!
Where the fuck have you been? I've been sat here for ages man.
I had stuff to do.
I'm starving, I nearly went without you.
You should've done.
What's the matter with you?
Nothing.
Are you still injured?
Nah, it's alright.
So why aren't you training?
Thought I'd give you a chance.
Cheeky fucker!
You ain't gonna give me a chance though, are you?
Mick misses his golden boy.
Shut up. I'm not the golden boy.
'Course you are!
I don't mind, you're good and...
as much as we don't want to admit it, we need you.
I don't know mate.
I think I've had it with football.
Charlie fucking Lyndsay has had it with football.
Fuck off! There's no way you'll stop playing.
It's not because you've joined another team, is it?
No, nothing like that.
Good, 'cos then I'd have to break your legs.
I miss it and stuff, it's just...
Dad's always on about signing.
Oh, I think you should've done.
But...there's no point if it just makes you sad
and a pain in the dick.
Who's the next game against?
Fucking Thorburry.
Are you gonna come back?
Come training tomorrow.
You'll jump straight back on the team,
and bang another hat trick against Thorburry.
Come on.
I know you wanna come back Charlie.
Come on... Come on Charlie.
-Yeah, alright - Yes!
There is one thing I need you to do though.
What?
I've always seen myself as the centre forward.
You're joking.
No, listen... If you could talk to Mick -
'coz obviously he'll listen to you -
And then we can form a bad boy partnership.
That's unbelievable.
No, hear me out. I've got it all planned.
-I'm sure Mick will agree. -Don't be so negative.
You still hungry?
-Yeah. -I'm starving.
(Man) Alright, it's time lads!
Bring 'em in.
Can we get the cones?
-See you later Mick. -See you at the weekend.
Good to have you back.
Yeah, thanks.
Are you alright?
Yeah, I'm fine.
If you don't want to play football then don't.
No, I do.
If you don't want to play here I understand.
If you want a break, well... door is will always open.
There are more important things than football.
-Don't tell the others that. -Yeah.
Ok, I'm off. See you later.
You not coming to Aunty Karen's?
-I already told you. -When?
It's alright, Imogen knows it's all sorted, don't worry.
-Ok. -Bye
See you later Char.
See you later.
She's already gone..
-I can't find my car keys. -Did you try the key rack?
I don't leave car keys in the key rack.
Then what's the point of the key rack?
You shouldn't leave car keys on the rack.
If someone breaks in they can steal the car.
Sure you're going to be ok?
See you later big man.
Listen...
We've got to tell Wayne soon, so think about it.
Yeah, I will.
-Good lad. -See you later
There's pizza in the fridge.
-Ok, see you later. -Bye
Stay out of trouble.
♪
What are you doing?
(chuckles nervously)
What are you doing?
(stutters) I don't know.
What d'ya mean, you don't know?
I can't explain.
You're not...
You're not a little kid anymore, you can't do stuff like that.
-It's weird-- -It's not...
It's not what you think.
-Ok, take it off. -Dad...
No, take it off.
-Take it off! -Dad!
Take the makeup off!
Dad, it's not what you think. It's not weird.
Yes it is!
It is... it is from where I'm standing.
No dad, please.
Wipe that shit off your face!
What's going on?
Take it off, take that off!
Take that off!
Take it off!
-Paul, you're hurting him! -Take if off!
Please stop! You're hurting him!
Just calm down, calm down.
(Charlie sobbing)
I'm not weird! I'm not!
I should be like Eve.
I should've been a girl.
What? I don't understand.
I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to happen.
- Stop being ridiculous! -Paul! Jesus!
It doesn't matter what he feels...
He's got to grow up!
Charlie... What's wrong?
I don't feel right...
I feel stuck, it all feels wrong.
When I look at myself and I don't see me.
You can't mess about anymore mate!
You're growing up! You're a young man!
Get off!
(Charlie sobs, door slams)
It's ok, it's ok...
(door creaks open)
Do you want tea?
No.
Yes.
He's sorry.
I know.
He's just getting changed.
I thought all this was behind us.
He was a toddler then.
He's not now.
It's harmless.
Is it?
He didn't think we'd be back so soon.
So it's his dirty little secret.
He's said he was sorry.
I... I don't know.
I promise I won't do it again, it's just...
I'm sorry, I am.
Ok.
Ok...
We'll just move on, yeah?
Yeah.
Is it...
Is it me going on about the whole academy thing?
No, I don't think so.
Because...
You know there's...
There is lots of time on that.
I just want you to have what I didn't.
Listen...
If it's a gay thing, we'll just deal with it.
It's not that.
Ok...
Alright.
Ok.
So let's draw a line under it, alright?
Yeah.
Alright, final destination for those of you who are left.
Off you pop. See you all at training.
Well done lads, good game.
Well played.
See you all next week.
Tommy, would you whizz these over to the club house for us?
Do I get to play centre forward next week?
No, but you will get a warm and tingly feeling
of having helped someone other than yourself.
Funny. I need to go get my top, otherwise I wouldn't bother.
You're all heart Tom.
How's things?
Alright.
You're not happy here, are you?
Yeah.
Not like you used to be.
Since you've been back you've not looked interested.
Listen, I... I want you to remember,
there are more important things than football.
You know, stuff going on in our lives
or stuff we have to deal with.
I think you've got stuff to deal with.
Important stuff.
There's people that can help.
I, erm...
I go jogging on Saturdays, through the woods...
Yeah.
I ran past this part that looks like a den.
Please don't tell anyone...
Please don't tell mum and dad.
I'm sorry, I didn't know how to say it.
It's alright. I'm won't say a word, I promise.
Charlie, if there is anything I can do...
I can't play here anymore. See you later.
Charlie, please, Charlie!
Shit!
Shit, shit, shit!
Will you put that sodding phone down.
I'm sorting things out for college.
Do it after dinner.
I've got work to do after dinner.
Just put the bloody phone down.
Where are you going?
I don't feel well.
Come on, try to eat something.
Can I save it for later? I don't feel good.
Fine.
So he's allowed to do whatever he wants?
- He wasn't on his phone. -What difference does that make?
[intense music builds]
[siren wails in distance]
They're just putting a dressing on,
then they want to speak to us.
What the fucking hell is going on in his head?
-It's pretty obvious, isn't it? -No, not really.
-When did you start that again? -Couple of weeks ago.
What are we gonna do?
We have to speak to Charlie.
He must be so unhappy.
Don't worry, we'll sort it.
How?
I've got some leave owed. We could go on holiday.
Why? What would that achieve?
It'll give us all a break...
A bit of sunshine and no dwelling on things.
Some laughter for a change, some fun...
A bit of fun isn't going to sort this Paul.
It's serious. We'll need help.
Charlie needs help.
He just needs reassurance and put on the right track.
What track?
He just needs help accepting things as they really are.
-We all do. -What if he can't?
No...
Don't cry. Please don't cry.
[people chattering, weights clang]
Alright Mick.
Hi. You alright?
Could I get a quick word mate?
Yeah, sure.
It's about Charlie.
He told us, you know, about what happened in the woods.
He said that you'd seen him and all that.
It's fine.
I'd really appreciate it if you kept it to yourself mate.
Yeah, it's a given.
Yeah, I know, I know.
I just want to make sure.
You see things are really... delicate, you know...
Well, it's been hard.
I can't believe he's doing this to us, to be honest with you.
Don't think he's doing it to you, with all due respect.
[alarm clock sounds]
-Ready Charlie? -Yeah.
Char wait!
-Good luck. -See you later.
(Man) How are you Charlie?
Don't know... Nervous.
Yeah. We both are, to be honest.
That's understandable...
but I want you to know that this is all about helping you.
It's the start of a process.
How long will it take?
That can depend on a lot of things.
The doctor went through what can happen.
-Dr Hastings? -Yes, she was very helpful.
I was wondering if I can have the puberty blockers.
Well, that is something we can discuss, yes.
The blockers are a good way of giving you time
to think about how do you feel.
Yeah. I know how I feel.
It's all we've talked about for weeks.
I just want Charlie to be happy.
How does Dad feel?
Erm...
Struggling.
I'm sorry to ask but it helps to have a broad picture.
It's fine.
They were very close and...
Well, all this has...
He doesn't like it.
He hates it.
He's always telling me that he will do anything for me
and that he loves me...
But he lied.
That's not fair Charlie.
So why won't he let me be me?
You're not a parent.
It can be very difficult for parents to understand.
You've always been your father's little boy
and now you're saying you're not.
He feels he's been lied to.
Who is me, Charlie?
Me...
is in here...
but it's like no one can see me.
Everyone talks to me and hears me and....
but it's not me they're talking to.
It's this.
They're talking to a stranger.
I used to play with my sister, Eve, when I was really little.
I always thought that one day I could be big like her...
But then I realised that could never happen.
It felt really unfair.
I didn't like it.
It feels mean to be stuck in this body
that everyone thinks...is me.
I'm Charlie.
Not this.
[phone ringing]
Hello.
Hang on, hang on, you're breaking up.
I'm just going to go outside. Hang on.
Hello.
Mick, are you alright?
Yeah, she's alright. It's complicated.
I'm out and about with Paul so I can't really...
Alright.
Right!.
Erm... Yeah, I can ask her.
Good news?
It might be, yeah.
Well...
It's just about Charlie. We can talk about it later.
Are you worried I might become unreasonable?
Alright.
Mick runs a team that Charlie could play for.
Isn't that the team he's already playing for?
It's a...it's a ladies team over in Lichfield.
-A ladies team? -Yeah.
But he's not a lady.
Are we really going to do this here?
Fine.
-Are you ok? -Yeah.
Ok.
Hiya!
Hi. You alright?
- Hi Charlie. -Hi.
I'll... I'll walk you over and introduce you to Rachel,
the assistant coach.
Oh Rachel, she, erm.
She got head coach. She got best coach last year.
Right.
Charlie's very well informed. You like doing your research.
Good, good.
Ok...
- Charlie! -Thanks for this mum.
See you later.
There she is...
Rachel, this is Charlie, I told you all about.
If you could just give Charlie the drills, it would be great.
(Mick) How is he doing?
Sorry.
She. She's worried, obviously, but not letting on.
Thank you for this Mick.
No, no. It's fine.
Seemed the logical thing to do, really.
I've been here for two years, and it's away from Tamworth,
so better for Charlie.
Thanks.
Rachel's really keen.
She knows all about Charlie. Who doesn't, to be honest.
Why? What's been said?
No, no...
I mean, you know your Charlie is hot property.
The amount of coaches that have asked me
if Charlie's looking for a new team.
Sorry... I mean...
No, it's fine. I get it.
You know it's going to be hard though, don't you?
Going to be?
Yeah... Anyway, what do I know.
Are you not gonna say hello?
Sorry, I wasn't thinking.
-Come on then? - What?
Show us what all the fuss is about.
One in three!
Next time!
Control it, then pass it.
Yeah.
Bye!
Went well?
Yeah, yeah. It's good.
-See ya next time? -See ya.
I'll probably sub next week, but that's only fair, isn't it?
-So, you're coming back? -Yeah.
It's a good setup at the Diamonds.
Have you got a late shift tonight?
No.
Shall we go for a kick about later?
I might have to go out.
Ok.
I'm meeting Tony.
And I got some jobs to do around the house.
Alright...
See ya Dad.
Yeah, see you s...
See you Charlie.
Char!
Charlie are you OK?
Charlie!
Dad is being horrible to him for no reason.
Charlie! Charlie!
Oi, dickhead!
So what's going on man?
What are you being weird for?
What d'ya mean?
I mean...
You've quit football,
you don't come out no more,
you don't answer your texts.
Just don't want to do it anymore.
Yeah, but why though?
You missed it the other night.
Langy come off the half pipe the other night.
Fucking hilarious!
He broke his arm and everything...
What's the matter?
-Nothing. -There is.
-You're being weird. -I'm not.
You are. You keep ignoring me.
I'm busy.
Look...
Come round tonight Charlie.
I can't.
-Come round-- -I said I can't.
-Come on Charlie. -No!
Fuck off then.
You still on for next weekend?
Yeah... Yeah, got a weekend pass.
Good man.
Bet your clubs are rusty, aren't they?
Yeah, a little bit.
I'll have more time at weekends now.
Charlie's packed in the football.
Really?
I thought he was off to an academy.
No, but he had his chance.
He'll probably regret it, but you know,
what can you do?
More time for the golf.
Good man.
-See you later. -See you later.
Morning ladies.
-Morning. -Morning.
- Morning . -Hi.
Can I have a quick word?
Sorry, you'll have to get changed in another room.
Yeah, that's fine.
Come this way.
See you later.
-Good luck. -Bye Char.
She's fine.
As soon as she starts playing it won't matter.
[all chattering]
Why is Charlie not playing?
He is...
She is.
She's just subbing the first half.
[giggling]
What?
They can't make her out, can they?
Come on, get the ball!
Shit. Maybe this was a terrible idea.
It's only 1-0 and it's been pretty tight.
So let's keep the tempo and keep pushing.
The goals will come.
Subs are on so Claire, Nicky and Paula, you're off.
Good half girls.
Charlie, I want you to link up with Sophe.
I think you'll rip 'em to bits on the left.
Watch for the their right back.
She's been clipping me all match.
Right girls, get your hands in.
On 3. One, two, three. Who are we?
(all) Diamonds!
Right. Come on!
Charlie!
Oh yeah. She's on now.
I feel sick.
Are you going to take him off Mick?
They've never played this bad.
She's not coming off, alright.
That's it Char! He's done it.
Come on!
YES!!!
That's it girls, that's it!
Come on girls!
Come on!
Well done girls! Come on, get in, get in.
What's the matter?
-Your new mate... -Charlie?
Don't you think he's strange?
No. Anyway, we've just won.
Now we're the best team in the league.
And we've just got better.
But that's like you, isn't it?
What are you trying to say?
Come on, Sophe. You're always chasing the boys.
Charlie ain't a boy.
-Charlie has a dick, doesn't he? -You been looking?
No, but I'm sure you've seen it plenty of times!
Come on! We're meant to be a team, aren't we?
No... Not while he's here.
I'm going, and I'm making sure he doesn't come back.
-It's not fair! -What isn't fair?
I know Soph...
Why don't you go and play with a boys team?
Cause I don't want to.
Exactly.
Mick should have never put him on the team.
We don't need him...
or whatever the fuck he is, fucking tranny or whatever.
Are you coming?
Perhaps if you didn't encourage him.
Can't you see what you are doing dad?!
What's the matter?
-Good night. - Why are you doing this?
Stop it!
What are you talking about?
Mum?
It's Nan, Char.
She said she doesn't want to see us again.
What?
She's not comfortable with what is going on.
She can piss off!
-She's your mother! -Yeah...
I know what she's like. This is all about her.
She can't help the way she feels!!
Like you, you mean!
[sobbing]
[knocking at door]
Hello Charlie.
Is Nan in?
She is, but it's not a good time at the moment mate.
Yeah, I read her letter and I need to speak to her,
if that's ok.
-Come on. -Where is she?
Who was it Frank?
Nan?
Hello Charlie... I'm a bit busy now.
I won't be long.
I just wanted to say that I understand how you feel.
All of this does seem weird, I know.
But I'm not doing it on purpose.
Everybody thinks that I'm that boy they've known for so long.
But I've always been Charlie... this Charlie...
is not much different to the other Charlie.
I still love my football...
I still love my family.
And I still love you Nan.
But if you don't want to see me then...
I understand.
But don't not see Mum, Dad and Eve
because it isn't their fault.
[sighs] Bye Nan.
Put your phone down and eat up.
-I'm finished. -You're not finished.
-Can I leave? -You are not finished.
I'm trying to lose weight mother.
Don't be so silly.
-Mum. -Yeah.
I think it's time I started dressing as me...
outside of the house.
Ok.
I really want to wear my clothes...
even at school.
In school?
Yeah.
Ok.
[door slams]
[Eve sighs]
[car starts, drives off]
It's a very brave decision Charlie.
Yeah.
Do you understand what the implications are?
Yeah. Me and mum have talked it through.
Yeah. It makes a lot of sense.
But you are aware of what the reactions going to be?
It's going to be a huge shock to anyone that knows you here,
including your teachers Charlie.
No, that's not acceptable.
The kids I can forgive; the teachers are adults.
We'd like to think...
Perhaps it would be best to wait?
What do you think I've been doing?
We've kept you informed every step of the way.
This school professes to support
every colour, creed and ability, right?
Yeah...
and we will give Charlie every bit of support we can,
but we have to be realistic.
Look...
I think the best we can do is to start to prep the children
Charlie has most contact with.
[muffled giggling]
So annoyed I couldn't go.
-Yeah. -It's just unfair...
Let's not talk to him.
I did all my homework and stuff, so...
Yeah.
[door opens, closes]
[sobbing]
I don't even know what she's doing.
[laughter]
She's making a fool out of herself.
You're going to show her, yeah?
Morning... Bethan.
We need to talk, don't we?
Yeah, we do.
-See you later. - Bye.
How are you?
Been better.
I've just been avoiding you
because I've not known what to say.
I get it...
It must be so hard, and I am so sorry.
And your poor mum and dad.
Are they alright?
No, not really. [deep sigh]
Dad's finding it really hard.
When you told me, it just didn't register, I s'pose,
and then when I saw him in his skirt and whatnot...
Her.
It was a shock.
It was a shock for us all; he was such a cute boy.
Bethan...
You know we think he's being really brave...
She, Bethan.
Charlie's a she now. Just like you and me.
Is he really, though?
I'm just being honest, it's what people think.
Yes, she is...
He wasn't born a she though, was he?
It's all is in his mind?
It's how he sees himself.
Charlie's got people helping her. Professionals.
They don't all say the same thing though, do they?
And what if he changes his mind?
You know, it is brave, but...
if it's just a mental health issue...
Fuck off Bethan, you have no idea!
Look at the damage that's been done.
I bet I've researched this as much as you.
I fucking live it!
If you're going to be like this I don't think I can carry on.
I am sorry for you, but I am entitled to my opinion.
You can shove your opinion up your arse,
you supercilious bitch!
Research it if you don't know what it means!
You can't talk to me like that!
I'll talk to you however the fuck I want, Bethan!
[all chattering, laughing]
This one is really nice.
-Yeah, they smell nice as well. -Very nice.
Aaahhh.
Sorry Char!
[laughs]
Back combing bushes out your fringe...
[laughs]
Look!
Pretty, pretty, pretty.
I bought you something.
What?
I hope you like it.
Yeah, I know, but no pain no gain.
Beauty is a painful thing.
-It looks really nice. -Thank you.
Do you miss the park?
Yeah a bit... it was a laugh.
Why don't you go?
If they'd never met me I'd be someone new.
But they have...
Alright?
Freak.
Tommy!
What?
What did you just say?
I said, freak!
Is something wrong with you!
Not me, no.
(Charlie) Leave it.
No, I won't have it, not from him.
What are you gonna do?
Your brother's a fucking tranny, fucking weirdo.
-Just shut up Tommy! -Come on, it's not worth it.
What are you gonna do, you little queer?!
Fuck off you little shit!
Who the fuck you talking to?
Back off Tommy!
-Ah! - Charlie!
Alright, come on...
Come on, get your stuff.
-Get off! -But Charlie!
Hiya. Erm...
I'm sorry. There's been a complaint.
Charlie won't be able to play today.
Sorry.
My God.
Enjoying your food?
Pint of Ped please.
Not seen you for a while.
No mate, erm...
I had a lot on, you know.
Yeah...
I can imagine.
Cheers.
-Dad, just leave it. -It's alright.
Oh...
Look mate, Claire's sent me over
to give you a piece of her mind.
Right, so...
What've got to say?
If it was up to me I wouldn't have bothered--
No, but you did bother... Didn't you?
Yeah, and I've got a son with a broken nose.
He started it.
This isn't what I came over for.
So what did you come over for?
-To tell you you're a disgrace. -Is that right?
How can you let him parade around like that?
-Parade?! -And violent!
I wonder where he gets that from.
What's your point Claire?
He'll never play football again!
-Is that right? -Yeah, that's right...
Just because he's odd,
he can't get away with what he's done.
-He's odd now, yeah? -Yeah.
What has he done Claire?!
He started it.
He kicked off, he pushed Eve to the ground!
So your so-called son says.
If he wasn't parading around like that,
none of this would have happened.
Fuck off Claire!
Don't talk to my wife like that!
Why don't you fuck off then!
Sorry guys, if you don't calm down,
I'm gonna ask you to leave.
It's alright John, we're going.
I've rang the league, he'll never play another game!
- You should be ashamed! -Fuck off!
Sorry Paul.
It's probably best if you leave mate.
Eat your food!
[deep inhale]
Charlie, come on, get up, you've got a match to play.
What are you talking about?
It's all good...
There was no reason for the ban, according to the rules.
[players yelling, crowd cheering]
[cheers]
Are you walking or your mum is getting us?
Excuse me, do you want to meet up later?
I'm going to Gemma's.
-Oh, ok. -You can both come.
-You sure? -Yeah!
-Thanks. -Cool.
Come on!
-Yeah. - Are you alright?
You alright?
Is Eve alright?
Yeah she's fine.
Good.
Sorry I pushed her over.
How's the nose?
Alright now.
What are you doing this for?
I'm not doing it for anything.
You must be.
People don't do stuff for no reason.
Are you gay?
That's not what this is about.
It's weird.
No. Not you... It. The situation.
Yeah, I know it's weird.
I don't like it.
I mean, you never said anything.
Look why.
You could've told me but you didn't.
You just stopped hanging out,
and then you disappeared,
then you come to school rockin' a dress!
What was I supposed to do? It's ok for you.
You can be who you want to be!
No, I can't.
I want to be Ronaldo.
I'm sorry mate. I just don't understand.
I mean, I've looked on the internet but...
I don't get it.
But I don't like us not being mates.
Neither do I.
I'd better be off 'cause mum and dad...
They'll flip.
So, mates then.
Yeah, yeah, mates.
Alright you big girl.
That's right, you knob.
Do you want a beer, Gareth?
Yeah, thanks.
What's that?
It's Gaz's mum and dad's place in Majorca.
Wow, it's beautiful.
The view is absolutely gorgeous.
Hiya!
What's put a smile on your facet then?
(Charlie) Are you alright dad?
Do you want to see where we're going on holiday, Char?
Alright Charlie.
Nice outfit, mate.
I better speak to dad.
What are you watching?
Nothing...much.
Fancy a game of FIFA... after this?
Got a couple of jobs to do.
There's a film I want to watch.
Ok, never mind.
In fact...
[door creaks open]
Couple of jobs to do then?
Charlie wants to do something with you
and you've got jobs to do?
You've been in here for fucking hours.
Well, I have, so...
This is bollocks Paul. I can't do this anymore.
You seem to be doing just fine.
I don't know, I can't...
I don't want to.
Then you better leave.
What?
Yeah. I'm not gonna scream and shout.
If you don't want to be a family,
if you don't want to love your child,
then there is no point you being here.
Not love my child?
-That's what you've just said. -No.
No, I didn't...
I didn't start this.
-And you think Charlie did? - Yeah!
Yeah, he did.
I don't know what fucking planet you're on...
This fucking planet. This fucking planet.
it's a fucking horrible place to be if you're different!
So why...
Why would you want to make life hard for him
and for everybody else?
You selfish bastard Paul.
And Charlie isn't! Right?
And you're not?
And Eve isn't, but I am.
I am because I think that all this shit just isn't worth it.
Tell me, since Charlie's great revelation
has life been a bed of roses?
I know it's hard.
It's not hard. It's impossible.
Charlie had the chance of winning something in his life.
You've helped him throw it away.
Jesus Christ, Paul, there is more to life than football.
Yeah, there's life, there's friends, there's work,
there is fitting in...
Because if you don't fit in there is no fucking life.
Don't tell me I don't love my child.
Ok?
Charlie's chosen a life of pain and you've helped him do it.
-Her. -No, no...
Charlie is my little boy.
Eve is my little girl.
♪
No spinning.
-Yeah! -Oh!
♪
[loud music blares]
Did you seriously enjoy that?
-Yeah, it was great, wasn't it? -Was it?
I think you're a bit soft Tommy.
Part of my charm.
You'll crack one day.
Oh my god, Tommy.
In your dreams.
Only my wet ones.
Oh mate!
I've got to go anyway, Charlie. See you later, you big girl.
Ah, you knob.
Sophie?
It's never gonna happen.
One day.
-See ya later. -See ya.
-He is such a twat. -Yeah, but you love him
No, he's too young.
Cheers.
So...how are you?
I'm alright.
I know... this is a bit weird.
You know Tommy and Charlie are friends again?
No.
Claire went fucking mental,
but Tommy is really happy about it.
I feel such a dick.
You know Sue's thrown me out?
Yeah, I'd heard.
It's a fucking mess mate.
I think Claire feels stupid.
She really misses you and Sue, but she...
I don't know.
I'm really sorry mate.
So Tommy and Charlie are mates again.
I know.
I'll get the next one alright.
Thinking of getting the boots back on?
No, erm, they're for Charlie.
Right.
-A surprise. -I see.
I'm a bit lost, because...
I don't know what girls wear, boots wise...
or anything wise, for that matter.
Women, the eternal mystery, eh?
Yeah, I'll go and have a look.
They're pretty good.
Tends to be the colours they go for,
just like the lads, you know.
Really?
Yeah, that's what it looks like.
He...
Charlie...used to wear these.
They're a pretty good boot.
These are pretty good, as well.
One of the girls had these on the other week.
They seemed to cause a bit of a stir.
-Really? -Yeah.
They're alright.
I used to love getting my boots.
Start of the season ritual. Miss that.
Mind you, they go through two or three pairs now, don't they?
They are nice mate, thanks.
No problem.
-See you mate. -See you later.
[fire crackling, crowd chattering]
-Hi! -Hey!
You took your time!
We were waiting for someone to get ready.
She takes forever.
-Yeah. -Yeah, not as long you.
Thanks Gaz.
Do you guys want a drink or anything?
Just a Coke please.
Back in a bit.
See you later.
I have got...
Oh Jeez!
He is really fit.
-Which one? -The tall one.
You've got a boyfriend.
Had.
I can't keep up with you and your boyfriends.
Oh my God, he's looking over.
You're a nightmare.
- Hi. -Hi.
Why didn't you use your key?
I didn't want to assume.
You could have rung.
I wanted to surprise Charlie.
She's not in.
Oh...
Ok.
Come in.
You're sure?
The boss sent me over to get something to eat.
Do you want anything Charlie?
-I'm good thanks. -Yeah?
-Alright, see you later. -See you later.
-He's really nice -Gaz is great.
He's really good with you.
Yeah.
-Sorry I didn't mean-- -No, It's alright, he is.
They're coming over.
I don't know about this.
It'll be fine, honestly.
-Hiya. -Hiya!
I'm Alex.
I'm Sophie... This is Charlie.
-Hi. -Hi Charlie.
-This is Gregg and Jason. -Hi.
Do you want to get a drink?
Yeah.
Soph, Soph...
It will be two minutes.
No.
You alright?
Alright?
You want me to hold that for you?
Erm... Yeah, thanks.
So where are you guys from then?
Around the corner.
Yeah.
You guys been here before?
(mumbling)
Sorry!
-Oh, that's grim. -Sorry...
What's in the bag?
It's why I came by. It's a surprise for Charlie.
Can I?
[chuckles]
Really?
I know it's a crap joke.
It's not.
I miss her.
I miss all of you.
I'm nothing if I haven't got you.
I don't understand it Sues, but I love her...
if that's what she is.
I don't care what she is.
I just need her to be safe and need her to be happy.
We can only do what we can do.
Just be mum and dad.
You're amazing.
Sometimes.
Can we go and see the kids please?
Yes...
Yes, let's do it.
[softly] Thank you.
Love you.
[crackling, whistling, banging]
I have got...
Hey!
Pass it round.
Argh...
I'm alright, thanks.
You don't drink?
What Charlie?
-Go on. -Soph.
Come on, leave her.
I'll be back.
You'll be fine.
Listen, I better be off because Eve will--
So you play football then, with Sophie?
Erm.... Yeah.
What position do you play?
Midfield, left or right.
You can play with both feet?
Yeah.
Not bad...for a girl.
There you go, she does smile.
I'll have to come see you play.
When's the next game?
Erm, I think it's at home next week..
-Next week it is. -Yeah.
What's your number?
Come on, not you an all.
Don't mind him.
Come here.
That's nice of you.
Thank you.
So...what's your number?
Erm, I don't have my phone on me at the moment...
and don't know it off by heart.
No rush, Charlie.
Come here.
Get off me!
What the fuck?!
What the fuck?
I'm sorry, I should...
Are you a fucking boy?
I didn't want this to happen, I'm sorry.
It shouldn't have happened.
You dirty fucking queer!
(Charlie) Stop!
[birds chirping]
♪
Hey.
I just need to give you this.
Thank you.
-Ok? -Yeah.
[church bells ringing]
♪