Brett Goldstein nel ruolo di...
Roy Kent
- Rebecca Welton: [bursts into gym] Oi! Kent! Get your hairy arse into my office. Now!
- [turns around and leaves gym]
- Roy Kent: [silence, followed by players chuckling, whistling, and saying ooh!] Every single one of your knows my arse isn't hairy. Yet none of you spoke up. And I will never forgive you.
- [leaves gym]
- Isaac McAdoo: He's right. We're cowards.
- [silence]
- Isaac McAdoo: Now, if she was talking about Richard's butt...
- Rebecca Welton: What do you want, Roy? Hm? What do you really want?
- Roy Kent: I just want to be left alone.
- Rebecca Welton: Oh bullshit, Roy! You want way more than that! You're just so convinced that you don't deserve anything good in your life that you'd rather eat a bowl of shit soup and then complain about the portions. Get out of your own way, man. Cause this whole woe is me thing you've got going on is just fucking ponderous.
- Gary: Coach Kent, do you or the organization condone what Isaac McAdoo did today?
- Roy Kent: What a stupid fucking question. Course we don't. What Isaac did was awful. He was lucky he only got a red card.
- Gary: Okay. So why'd he do it?
- Roy Kent: [pause] When I was first coming up through Sunderland, there was an old-timer on the team. Local guy. He and his wife were about to have their first kid, so during training one day, I made a joke that, statistically, I was probably the real dad. And the boys fell about laughing, but he went fucking nuts. He battered me. Properly. I had a black eye, chipped tooth, three broken ribs. I couldn't play for six games. He got booted off the team. After that, no club would go near him. Then in the summer, after I could breathe again, I bumped into him in a pub. And I got the chance to say sorry for my stupid fucking joke. And he got to tell me... he and his wife lost the baby... a month before all that went down. He hadn't told anyone. Kept it all inside.
- [pause]
- Roy Kent: Look, I get that some people think if they buy a ticket, they've got the right to yell whatever abusive shit they want at footballers. But they're not just footballers. They're also people. And none of us know what is going on in each others' lives. So, for Isaac to do what he did today, even though it was wrong... I give him love. And as for *why* he did what he did... that's none of my fucking business.
- Roy Kent: Yeah, New Trent.
- Marcus Adebayo: Coach, let's talk about Colin Hughes.
- Roy Kent: Yeah, he's a hell of a player and a great man. I think we've underused him.
- Marcus Adebayo: I think you're right.
- Roy Kent: Glad we agree. I prefer you to Old Trent.