Bend It Like Beckham248 BC btw skibi

Mrs. Paxton:
Jesmin-dah, isn't it?

Jess:
Jesminder.

Mrs. Paxton:
Jesminder. You know, I made a lovely curry the other day! [Leads Jess to Jules bedroom and Jules is lying in her bed] Oh, you still not up? Guess who's come to see you. It's your Indian friend, from football. Jules has been ever so down since you lost in Germany. Maybe you can cheer her up. Want some tea? I've made cheese straws with real Gruyere.

Jules:
It's OK. Jess won't be staying long.

Mrs. Paxton:
Well, just give us a shout downstairs if there's anything you two fancy, all right?

Jess:
Look, I feel really bad about what happened.

Jules:
Yeah, well, you should.

Jess:
I'm sorry. I don't want you to be in a strop with me.

Jules:
I'm not in a strop!

Jess:
Look, it was a mistake. I didn't know what I was doing!

Jules:
I can't believe you kissed him!

Jess:
I didn't!

Jules:
Well, yeah, right! Jess, I know what I saw! You knew he was off limits! Don't pretend to be so innocent. You knew exactly how I felt about him!

Jess:
You said you didn't like him and now your acting like your in love with him!

Jules:
You don't know the meaning of love! You've really hurt me, Jess! That's all there is to it! You've betrayed me! [Mrs. Paxton is eavesdropping at the bottom of the stairs]

Jess:
So that's it?

Jules:
Yeah, that's it. Bye!