BUCKINGHAM PALACE. THE QUEEN IS SAT AT A DESK. THERE'S A KNOCK AT THE DOOR AND DAVID BECKHAM ENTERS.
QUEEN:
Ah, Mr Beckham so glad you could come. Do sit down. Would you like some tea?
DAVID:
Yeah, thanks mum...I mean ma'am.
THE QUEEN GOES TO A TABLE AND STARTS POURING TEA
QUEEN:
You're an association football player I believe.
DAVID:
Yes ma'am.
QUEEN:
Aren't you in Spain? I heard you were playing for Really Madrid
DAVID:
No, ma'am. I left there - I went to America to play for £25 million.
QUEEN:
Oh, you poor soul. Nevermind - I'm sure things will pick up. Where are you living now?
DAVID:
La...
THERE'S A PUZZLED PAUSE
QUEEN:
La? (BEAT) Oh, L.A. Well, I'm sure Los Angeles is better than La-La land where Philip spends most of his time.
THERE'S A PAUSE.
QUEEN:
What about the Villa?
DAVID:
We sold it.
QUEEN:
No, I mean Birmingham Villa. William is always talking about them. He's a big fanatic you know.
DAVID:
They're playing at Newcastle this week I fink.
QUEEN:
Yes. Still, it'll be a nice trip out for him. After what he drinks he needs something to sober him up.
THERE'S A BRIEF PAUSE. THE QUEEN LOOKS LOVINGLY AT DAVID WHO RESPONDS NERVOUSLY BY PLAYING WITH HIS COLLAR.
QUEEN:
I must say you are looking really well. Age has been very kind to you.
DAVID LOOKS PUZZLED.
QUEEN:
Why, fank you, ma'am.
THE QUEEN LOOKS AROUND FURTIVELY.
QUEEN:
I just want you to know that I have it waiting for you.
THE QUEEN STANDS AND TURNS HER REAR TOWARDS DAVID AND TAPS HER BUM.
DAVID:
Ma'am! I'm a married man!
QUEEN:
No, I mean I have your telegram for making it to 100.
THE QUEEN PULLS OUT THE TELEGRAM FROM HER BACK POCKET
QUEEN:
The Queen - that's me - wishes to congratulate you for reaching 100.
DAVID:
I'm 32 ma'am.
QUEEN:
Are you? They told me you were 99.
DAVID IS A LITTLE ANGRY
DAVID:
That's caps ma'am. I've played for England 99 times. I thought the new manager was going let me play against Switzerland but he didn't (STARTS CRYING) It aint fair!
QUEEN:
New manager? Is it not Alf Ramsey anymore?
DAVID:
Fabio Capello.
QUEEN:
A WOP??? Don't worry - I'll invite him up to Balmoral and get Philip to shoot him.
END