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Man: RAS, CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

Ras: TALK TO ME, MON.

Man: WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU HAD TO MAKE A DECISION

BETWEEN BEING LOYAL TO THE PAST

OR TRYING TO MAKE A FUTURE?

Ras: IF A MAN AIN'T GOT NO ROOTS,

HIM DON'T HAVE NO FUTURE.

YOU GOT TO HAVE ROOTS

TO HOLD ONTO.

♪ RISE UP 'CAUSE THERE MIGHT BE NO NEXT TIME ♪

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP - ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE ME STAND UP IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT - ♪ RISE UP...

Man: SOME BLEEDING SAFEHOUSE.

BRIXTON, LONDON, SW2.

STUCK BETWEEN A RASTA MAN

WITH A PIRATE RADIO STATION UPSTAIRS

AND A YARDY DRUG DEALER DOWNSTAIRS.

♪ BLESSED IS THE MAN AND THE WOMAN ♪

♪ THAT WALKETH NOT IN THE COUNSEL OF THE WICKED ♪

♪ NOR STANDETH IN THE WAYS OF THE SINNERS ♪

♪ BUT THEY DELIGHTETH IN THE LAW OF THE ALMIGHTY JAH ♪

♪ AND IN JAH LAW DO THEY MEDITATE DAY AND NIGHT ♪

♪ THEY SHALL BE LIKE A TREE... ♪

Man: THE RASTA MAN'S ALL RIGHT.

JUST SITS UP THERE SMOKING HIS WEED

AND BEAMING OUT TO BABYLON.

THE ONE DOWNSTAIRS AIN'T ALL RIGHT.

SOME KIND OF LOW-RENT PUSHER.

THINKS HE'S AL CAPONE WITH A SUNTAN.

♪ BUT JAH KNOWETH THE WAYS OF THE RIGHTEOUS... ♪

THEN THERE'S ME, JOHNNY DOYLE.

PIGGY IN THE MIDDLE.

PADDY IN THE MIDDLE, MORE LIKE.

I CAME HERE TO LIE LOW.

USED TO BE A NICE, QUIET SQUAT.

NOW IT'S TURNED INTO A BLEEDING COP-MAGNET.

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP AND TAKE YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE FALL DOWN... ♪

Johnny: IT'S TIME TO MOVE ON.

ONLY THERE'S SOME THINGS HARDER TO LEAVE BEHIND

THAN THIS SHIT-HOLE.

♪ CLEAN UP YOUR IMAGE WHEN THE MIRROR REFLECTS ♪

♪ AND NOW YOU TRY TO CORRECT WHAT THE MIRROR REJECTS ♪

♪ YOU SHOW YOUR FACE BUT NEVER STICK OUT YOUR NECK ♪

♪ ANOTHER PICTURE OF HELL, ONE MORE FRAME AND YOU'RE DEAD ♪

♪ KILLING CRIMINALS IS SAFER THAN KILLING CONS ♪

♪ YOUR TEETH ARE TALKING TO ME ♪

♪ WILL YOU NEVER RESPOND? AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU ♪

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK, THOUGHTS ARE LEVEL UNEQUAL ♪

♪ PROVOS TRAVELING AGAIN

♪ THROUGH THE MIND OF THE MASSES ♪

♪ STRAGGLING SIDEWAYS AVOIDING THE PAST ♪

♪ AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK BUT ME THOUGHTS ARE ILLEGAL ♪

♪ SO MERCY, MERCY

♪ YOU CAN CHAIN ME OR CURSE ME ♪

♪ I FLOW WITH FLUID FOR THE THIRSTY ♪

♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WE COME FOR STAND UP IN LINE ♪

♪ SING OUT...

THERE'S A BOMB! GET OUT OF THERE!

GET BACK! GET DOWN THE STAIRS!

THERE'S A BOMB, COME ON!

GET BACK THERE'S A BOMB!

QUICK! GET DOWN! HURRY UP!

COME ON!

SHH.

- BOLLOCKS.

- SHUT THE FUCK UP, YOU WEE GOB-SHITE.

COME ON! GETTING TOO EASY FOR YA.

♪ THE KING OF KINGS

♪ AND THE LORD OF LORDS

♪ SITS UPON HIS THRONE

♪ AND HE RULES US ALL

♪ LOOK INTO THE BOOK OF LIFE ♪

♪ AND YOU WILL SEE

- ♪ THAT HE...

- ♪ RULES US ALL...

♪ THAT HE

♪ RULES US ALL

♪ THERE IS A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ WHERE THERE'S NO NIGHT ♪

♪ THERE'S ONLY DAY

- ♪ LOOK INTO THE BOOK OF LIFE ♪

♪ AND YOU WILL SEE

♪ THAT THERE'S A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ THAT THERE'S A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ SATTA A MASSAGANA

♪ AHAMLACK

♪ OOH

♪ ULAGHIZE

♪ SATTA A MASSAGANA

♪ AHAMLACK...

DO YOU REALLY THINK I COULD HURT YOU?

I DIDN'T TIP IT.

I SWEAR TO GOD I DIDN'T.

- Ras: RADIO RAS SIGNING OFF IN A NATIONAL ANTHEM STYLE.

TO THOSE OUTSIDE OR BEHIND LOCKED DOOR,

I AND I SAY PEACE.

Woman on radio: ...no longer seemed feasible to proceed

on the present course.

And that response from Mr. Bush Sr.

closed last night's debate.

Coming up after the headlines,

the latest on the Arab-Israeli peace talks

and more reaction on the streets of Belfast

to the latest news on disarmament.

Here's Jonathan Woodley.

Woodley: In Iraq, a roadside bomb has claimed 14 lives.

Six civilians died alongside eight Iraqi policemen.

So far, no groups have claimed responsibility.

- Hopes of a new Israeli-Palestinian accord

are growing as talks in Geneva entered their third day.

More on that after these headlines.

News is just coming in of an attempted jailbreak

from Brixton Prison in South London.

Initial reports suggest that a prison officer

may have been killed during the escape.

More news on that as it comes in.

Sport now, and Manchester United will take on Chelsea

- in the quarter-finals of the F.A. Cup. - BOOM.

♪ I went down to West Kingston... ♪

Johnny: JESUS, RAS!

SO MUCH FOR YOU PIRATE DJs WEARING HEADPHONES.

THE COPS WON'T NEED A DETECTIVE VAN TO FIND YOU,

THEY'LL JUST FOLLOW THE NOISE.

THEY LEAVE ME ALONE. I TALK OF PEACE.

BABYLON GOT WAR ON THE STREET.

TALKIN' ABOUT WAR, THAT SCUMBAG DOWNSTAIRS

IS AT IT AGAIN. I THINK HE'S SETTING UP SHOP.

YOU KNOW, HE BEAT UP ON ONE OF HIS OWN AGAIN LAST NIGHT.

- WHICH ONE? - THIN WEASELY ONE WITH THE GLASSES.

AH, SPARRA, THE SORCERER'S APPRENTICE.

THE CHEMIST, MON, THE CHEMIST.

JULIUS, HIM SHIP IT, SPARRA, HIM CUT IT,

ONLY THIS TIME, HIM CUT A LITTLE TOO MUCH.

- THERE'S A GIRL DOWN THERE TOO. - SISTER RITA.

FINE WOMAN, I AND I ALWAYS AT RITA

TO LEAVE THE BOY JULIUS.

- SO WHY DON'T SHE? - HER LOVE RASTA.

WHAT, WITH THAT PSYCHO? HIS OWN MA COULDN'T LOVE HIM.

IT'S NOT HIM SHE LOVE. IT'S THAT EVIL

WHITE SHIT HIM SELL AND SHE PUT IN HER VEINS.

I ALWAYS SAID NOTHING EVER COME GOOD

FOR A BLACK FROM WHITE.

THUS SAYETH THE FOLLOWER OF THE LORD,

ALMIGHTY JAH RASTAFARI,

KING OF KINGS,

LORD OF LORDS,

- EMPEROR, LION OF JUDAH.

DRUGS IS AN ABOMINATION

THAT'S PUT HERE TO KEEP I AND I PEOPLE IN BONDAGE.

DAMNATION TO ALL THE DRUG DEALERS

WHO KEEP I AND I PEOPLE IN CHAINS.

FREE MY PEOPLE! LET MY PEOPLE GO!

JAH RASTAFARI.

BIT RICH COMING FROM A BLOKE

WITH A BIG FAT SPLIFF IN HIS GOB, ISN'T IT?

YOU HONKY-MON DON'T KNOW NOTHING.

OUR HERB, MON, OUR RELIGION!

BABYLON LOCK ME UP FOR HERB.

BUT FREE ME FOR SLAYING MY OWN BRETHREN WITH GUN,

CRACK, OR KNIFE!

ALL THEM NEED IS A BIG LAWYER MAN AND THEM WALK FREE!

WELL, THAT'S BABYLON FOR YA.

A TRUE, ME BROTHER. A TRUE.

WELL, I'M GOING DOWN TO MARKET. DO YOU WANT ANYTHING?

YEAH, MON. SOME PAPAYA, SOME MANGO AND SOME BANANA.

STRAIGHT FROM BACK OF YARD, MON.

STRAIGHT FROM JAMAICA.

AND DON'T FORGET, WHEN YOU VIBE THEM FROM THE RECORD, MON.

- FUCK'S SAKE.

HANG ON.

JESUS CHRIST.

COME ON, YOU WEE BOLLOCKS.

WE GOT PLACES TO GO AND PEOPLE TO SEE.

DID YOU HAVE TO KILL HIM?

WHAT DOES IT MATTER? ANOTHER 15 YEARS IF WE'RE CAUGHT, THAT'S ALL.

MAURICE WAS OKAY, WASN'T LIKE THE REST OF THEM.

MAURICE WAS A ROYAL ENGLISH BASTARD

JUST LIKE THE FUCKIN' REST OF THEM.

BUT WE'LL STOP AND SAY A PRAYER FOR HIM, LIGHT A FUCKIN' CANDLE.

ALL THE CHURCHES DOWN HERE ARE FULL OF JUNGLE BUNNIES

DOING VOODOO--

- GOOD MAN, YOURSELF.

SISTER RITA,

YOU HERE WITH OUR KEY AND OUR FRIEND GONE, HUH?

DOOR LOCKED AND YOU IN THE HALLWAY.

HUH? GO ON.

OPEN THE DOOR.

- I SAID OPEN THE RAS DOOR-- - Johnny: I'VE GOT IT!

I'M HEADING OUT ANYWAY, IT'S NO TROUBLE.

LISTEN, IF YOU WAS LOOKING FOR YOUR MAN WITH THE BRUISES

HE WAS HERE THIS MORNING WHEN I WENT FOR THE PAPERS.

HE LOOKED IN A BIT OF A RUSH.

REAL SCENE, JOHNNY MAN.

YOU KNOW ME WAS JUST SAYING TO RITA IS NICE TO HAVE GOOD NEIGHBORS.

IRISH IN THE MIDDLE, RASTA MAN UP TOP.

ALWAYS CAN SPOTS A CUP OF SUGAR.

THEM ALWAYS MIND THEM OWN BUSINESS, NO?

AND THIS...

- I AND I BUSINESS, STAR. SCENE? - SCENE.

- NICE TO BE NICE, JOHNNY. - YEAH.

AH, JIMMY BOY.

HE'S HERE.

NO, NO MORE TALK.

HE'S GOTTA GO.

EVERY TIME HE'S OUT, WE SPEND ALL OUR TIME SHOOTING AT EACH OTHER.

HE'S GOT SOME KID WITH HIM.

NO, HIM TOO.

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.

SHOULD BE MORE CHOOSY WHO HE ESCAPES WITH.

JIMMY, YOU SNEAKING SHITE.

- ALL RIGHT, MIKEY, PLAN B.

50p FOR A WEE CUP OF TEA?

WHERE'S THE MARKET, MATE?

YOU CAN GET THINGS IN THERE FOR...

50p...

LOADS OF THINGS. IF YOU HAD 50p.

HAVE YOU GOT 50p?

SHEESH. I'VE GOT £1.

THAT'LL DO.

I WANT THE CHANGE. SO WHERE IS IT?

THROUGH THE ENTRANCE.

- WHICH ENTRANCE? - THAT ENTRANCE.

- YOU OWE ME 50p, YOU BANDIT! - WHAT?

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ OH, NO

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ BAAH BAAH BAAH BAAH

♪ HAVE YOU ANY WOOL?

♪ YES, JAH, YES, JAH...

- NAFE, HOW'S IT GOING? - HELLO, JOHNNY.

- HOW'S BUSINESS, ALL RIGHT? - ALL RIGHT, YEAH.

HEY, LOOK AT THIS. JOHNNY DOYLE OF ELECTRIC AVENUE,

FISH IS YOUR LIFE.

LISTEN,

- DO YOU HAVE ANY WORK GOING? - I HAD SOME POSH BLOKE COME IN, RIGHT?

ASKING ME FOR DOVER SOLE, SO I'VE ORDERED A LOAD OF IT,

BUT I'VE GOT NO DRIVER. CAN YOU HELP ME OUT?

- I-I-I NEED IT BADLY. I'M ABSOLUTELY SKINNED. - YEAH? OKAY, NO PROBLEM.

- LISTEN, THANKS FOR THAT. WHAT TIME? - IT'S GONNA BE EARLY, 4:00.

- THANKS, BRO. - NO PROBLEM. I'LL SEE YA LATER.

OH, AND DON'T BE LATE, ALL RIGHT?

Woman: WHAT CAN I GET FOR YA?

- CAN I GET A REFILL? - RIGHT.

WHAT NOW?

NOW... WE WAIT.

WHAT FOR? A FUCKIN' MIRACLE?

- WHAT TIME IS IT? - 9:00.

- YOU IN A RUSH TO GET BACK? - NO.

THERE'S A FELLA I KNOW.

NOW, A WEE BIRD TELLS ME HE COMES IN HERE EVERY DAY.

I'VE BEEN PLANNING A MEETING WITH HIM FOR A LONG TIME.

WHAT IF HE'S GOT A DAY OFF?

CAN YOU PHONE THE BOYS TO COME GET US?

THIS WHOLE THING WAS THEIR BLOODY IDEA.

WELL, NOT EXACTLY.

BUT YOU SAID THE I.P.L.A. WANTED US OUT.

NEEDED US, NOT WANTED US.

THEM FUCKERS WENT AGAINST MY ORDERS

AND VOTED FOR DISARMAMENT.

I WANT TO SEE THEM DO THAT TO MY FACE.

- YOU SAID IT WAS ORDERS FROM THE ARMY COUNCIL. - IT WILL BE.

MY ORDERS.

WE'RE AT WAR WITH THE BRITS, NOT WITH EACH OTHER.

LISTEN, YOU WEE GOB-SHITE.

SOMEONE HAS GOT TO GET IT STARTED AGAIN, AND IF IT WASN'T FOR YOU

AND YOUR FUCKIN' ANKLE I'D BE HALFWAY TO KILBURN.

SOUTHERNERS ALWAYS FUCKIN' YAPPIN'.

WHERE WERE YOU IN '72 WHEN THE BRITS WERE BUSTIN' DOWN OUR DOORS?

I WASN'T BORN YET.

THAT'S NO EXCUSE.

LISTEN, MICHAEL, LOOK.

THE PROVOS ARE A BUSTED FLUSH.

HUNDREDS OF THEM DON'T WANT TO DISARM

AND HALF THE I.P.L.A.

WHAT WE NEED IS SIMPLE.

- A FEW STRATEGIC BOMBS TO GET IT STARTED AGAIN. - ONE YEAR.

- ALL I HAD LEFT TO DO WAS ONE FUCKIN' YEAR. - ONE YEAR?

I'VE BEEN WAITING FOR A LOT MORE THAN ONE YEAR TO MEET THIS GUY.

- WHO?!

THEY'LL BE IN HERE ANY MINUTE LOOKING FOR US.

DON'T FIND MANY OF THEM IN IRELAND.

DON'T WORRY, JOHNNY.

I'M NOT HERE TO SETTLE OLD SCORES.

IT WAS VERY RUDE OF YOU TO RUN AWAY WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE.

I THOUGHT YOU GOT 12 YEARS.

TIME OFF FOR GOOD BEHAVIOR.

NOW, IT WOULDN'T BE RIGHT FOR YOU AND I TO BE IN BRIXTON

AT THE SAME TIME AND NOT GET BACK TOGETHER AND HAVE A LITTLE REUNION.

SO YOU TAKE US BACK TO YOUR PLACE, EH?

SO WE CAN HAVE A WEE CHAT.

I CAN'T HANG AROUND HERE MUCH LONGER, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

YOU GOT YOURSELF OUT, YOU KEEP YOURSELF OUT.

HOW'S YOUR MA? STILL LIVING IN KILBURN ALL ALONE?

YOU SORRY LUMP OF SHITE! SHE DIED A YEAR AGO.

BETWEEN YOUR LOT AND THE COPS, I COULDN'T EVEN GO TO THE FUNERAL.

LOOK, I'M SORRY, JOHNNY.

YOU KNOW AS WELL AS I DO THAT IF I WANTED YOU DEAD,

YOU'D BE FUCKIN' DEAD.

NOW I NEED THIS FAVOR, JUST THIS ONCE.

AND IF YOU DO, WE'LL BE EVEN.

YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO LOOK OVER YOUR SHOULDER AGAIN.

YOU GOT MY WORD.

JUST TAKE A LOOK IN THERE.

WEE MICHAEL HAGGERTY, BUSTED ANKLE.

DOES HE REMIND YOU OF ANYBODY?

ONE HOUR.

IF I THOUGHT IT WOULD STOP HIM FOLLOWING IN OUR FOOTSTEPS...

I'D BREAK HIS OTHER ANKLE.

JOHNNY, YOU OWE ME. I DID TIME FOR YOU.

NOW IF NOT FOR ME OR HIM OR YOURSELF,

OR FOR OLD TIME'S SAKE-- FOR FUCK'S SAKE, YOU'VE GOTTA HELP US.

NO. NO.

I OWE YOU NOTHING.

Man on radio: ...escaped from Brixton Prison

in South London.

At least one guard has been critically injured...

GET YOUR MATE AND GO TO THE FISH STORE OVER THERE.

- NAFE...

LISTEN, MATE, THERE'S NO TIME TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING.

GOT TWO MATES--

TWO MATES IN TROUBLE FROM BELFAST.

I WON'T BULLSHIT YOU, MATE, IF YOU HELP

AND IT GOES WRONG, IT'S DEEP SHIT.

IT'S NOW OR NEVER, MATE.

THIS WAY, GENTS. NATHAN JAMES, FRUITS OF THE SEA.

WHITEFISH, A SPECIALITY.

THANKS, MATE.

- AW, FUCK! - JUST GOING UP THE PLACE NOW.

- MOVE OVER, YOU GOB-SHITE.

- WHAT HAPPENING, OFFICER? - Officer: WE'RE LOOKING FOR TWO WHITE MALES

- TAKING A HOLIDAY FROM BRIXTON NICK. - Nathan: WHITE MALES?

OFFICER, THIS IS YOUR LUCKY DAY.

WE IS THEM. I JUST BLACK-UP FOR THE OCCASION.

YEAH, ALL RIGHT. WHAT'S IN THE BINS?

FISH HEAD, FISH GUT, EVERYTHING FOR REAL FISH TEA.

- YOU WANNA SMELL FOR YOURSELF?

NICE.

NAH, YOU'RE ALL RIGHT. BACK DOWN THIS WAY.

SO, WHO ARE THEY THEN?

I DON'T KNOW THE YOUNGER ONE.

THE OLD ONE'S FLYNN-- I.P.L.A.

- WHAT, IS THAT LIKE THE I.R.A.? - PROVOS HAVE PACKED IT IN.

BUT THIS LOT ARE NOT TOO KEEN ON BURYING THE HATCHET

- UNLESS IT'S IN EACH OTHER. - RIGHT, OKAY, SO HOW DO YOU KNOW HIM?

I USED TO WORK WITH FLYNN.

JESUS CHRIST.

I THOUGHT YOU MEANT HONEST VILLAINS.

YOU KNOW, PEOPLE THAT DID BANKS AND NICKED MOTORS,

NOT BLOODY BOMBERS.

RIGHT, GET 'EM OUT OF MY VAN. THEY CAN BLEEDING WELL WALK.

CAN'T. THE COPS'LL BE EVERYWHERE.

- NO, GET US BACK TO MY PLACE. I'LL SORT IT OUT FROM-- - YOUR GAFF?!

WHAT, ARE YOU MENTAL?

YOU'VE GOT AN EVIL DRUGGIE ASSHOLE DOWNSTAIRS AND A PIRATE RADIO UPSTAIRS.

YEAH, SOME BLEEDING SAFEHOUSE.

- JUST GET 'EM OUT NOW-- - DAMN IT, NAFE, WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN DOING

FOR FIVE YEARS?

FIVE YEARS FOR NOTHING.

- HI. - HI.

- THANKS... FOR THIS MORNIN'. - NO PROBLEM.

I'M RITA, BY THE WAY.

JOHNNY.

- ARE YOU IRISH? - YEP.

SHOCKIN', ISN'T IT?

NO, IT'S JUST YOU DON'T LOOK IRISH.

- I'M IRISH AS WELL. - YOU DON'T SOUND IRISH.

I GUESS THAT MAKES US EVEN THEN.

- THE RADIO. - OH, COOL.

LOOK, I'M JUST ON MY WAY OUT.

Flynn: CAN WE COME IN ANY TIME THIS CENTURY?

THESE ARE TWO FRIENDS OF MINE FROM HOME.

MICHAEL HERE HAS HURT HIS ANKLE.

IS THAT WHY THEY WERE JUST ON TV?

- MUG SHOTS DON'T DO THEM JUSTICE. - ARE YOU IRISH?

YEAH, WE'VE DONE THAT ONE.

LOOK, JUST GET THEM UPSTAIRS.

IF JULIUS GETS BACK, THE POLICE WILL BE THE LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES.

WHO THE FUCK'S JULIUS?

Johnny: I'LL TELL YOU UPSTAIRS, COME ON.

- THANKS.

LOOK, I'M A NURSE. I CAN COME UP AND GIVE YOU A HAND.

HOME SWEET HOME, JOHNNY.

I SEE YOU'VE DONE WELL FOR YOURSELF.

I WAS DOING FINE UNTIL THIS MORNING.

DON'T DO TOO MUCH ENTERTAINING THEN?

NO.

AND I'M NOT GONNA START NOW.

LISTEN, I WANT YOU OUT OF HERE BY TONIGHT.

THAT'S THE DEAL.

WHAT ABOUT CEAD MILE FAILTE, 100,000 WELCOMES?

COME TO THINK OF IT...

WHAT HAPPENED TO OUR EXPLOSIVES?

I FLUSHED 'EM DOWN THE TOILET.

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU FLUSH HALF A TON OF SEMTEX DOWN THE BOG?

HURRY UP WITH THAT TEA, WILL YOU?

Rita: DO YOU HAVE ANY BANDAGES?

- Johnny: IS IT BAD? - I THINK HE'S TORN HIS LIGAMENTS.

HERE.

HERE, HOLD HIS LEG UP.

OH, GOD.

- HOW YOU DOING, MICKEY? - WILL WE BE OUT OF HERE SOON?

I'VE JUST GOTTA MAKE A WEE PHONE CALL.

NOT HERE.

- THERE'S A PHONE BOX ON THE CORNER, USE THAT. - Rita: THAT CAN WAIT.

- YOU HAVE TO GET HIM TO THE HOSPITAL. - NAME'S FLYNN, LOVE.

MINE'S NOT LOVE. IT'S RITA.

CAN YOU FIX THIS PROPERLY?

I THOUGHT YOU WAS A NURSE.

ALL I DID WAS EMPTY BEDPANS AND GIVE OUT PILLS.

- DO YOU HAVE ANY DRUGS?

- I THOUGHT THAT WAS YOUR BOYFRIEND'S DEPARTMENT.

- MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS. - Flynn: JOHNNY'S GOOD AT THAT.

LOOKS LIKE IT'S GONNA HAVE TO BE TEA, MIKEY.

- SO STRONG YOU COULD TROT A MOUSE ON IT.

WHY DON'T YOU PHONE YOUR MATES BEFORE THE COPS PAY US A VISIT?

IF YOU CAN FIND ME, SO CAN THEY.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE HERE ALREADY.

Flynn: NO, IT'S NOT THE PEELERS.

NO, IT'S WORSE.

IT'S JULIUS. AND HE'S FOUND SPARRA.

- Julius: YOU BREAK OUR TRUST, SPARRA, HUH? - NO.

NOTHING LIKE A NICE CUP OF TEA, HUH?

MMM.

WOMAN, GO ROLL A SPLIFF, HUH?

- OH, AND SISTER RITA... - OW.

YOUR FRIEND HERE TELL ME IT WAS YOU WHO LET HIM OUT THE HOUSE, NOT THE IRISHMAN

- DON'T-- - RIGHT, SPARRA?

GO ON, TELL HER.

HUH? TELL HER, SPARRA.

SPARRA, TELL HER YOU BROKE OUR TRUST.

- TELL HER YOU BROKE OUR TRUST, SPARRA, GO ON! GO ON!

Flynn: WHO THE FUCK IS THIS JULIUS GUY?

Johnny: DON'T UNDERESTIMATE THIS FUCKER.

I'M TELLING YOU, FLYNN, YOU'RE NOT IN BELFAST NOW.

HE DON'T NEED A CAUSE TO FUCKING SHOOT SOMEONE.

Julius: JUST TELL ME, JUST TELL ME.

YOU BREAK OUR TRUST.

♪ FIVE PLUS FIVE

♪ IT EQUAL TO 10 AND IF YOU ADD MORE ♪

♪ YOU PUT THEM IN THE PEN... ♪

IT'S NOTHING PERSONAL. STRICTLY BUSINESS.

- Man: JULIUS! - Julius: WHAT?

- Sparra: HELP ME! OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!

- NO, JOHNNY, NO! - HELP ME, PLEASE!

IT'S NOT OUR FUCKING WAR.

- Sparra: HELP ME! HELP ME, PLEASE!

- NO, JOHNNY!

YOU FUCKING USE THAT OR GET OUT OF MY WAY.

- JOHNNY... - Sparra: OH!

Julius: WHITE BOY, WHOEVER YOU THINK YOU BE, BETTER THROW THAT KNIFE AWAY.

WHO YOUR FRIEND, JOHNNY?

I'M NO ONE, NIGGER. I WAS JUST TELLIN' JOHNNY FRIEND HERE,

THAT IT DOESN'T PAY TO BE NOSY.

AH...

THERE ARE NO SECRETS IN BRIXTON, MR. PRISON-MAN.

JOHNNY DARK HORSE, HUH? NO WONDER YOU MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS, NO?

HUH, STAR?

Flynn: JUDGING BY YOUR FRIEND THERE,

LOOKS LIKE YOUR BUSINESS COULD DO WITH A WEE BIT OF MINDIN'.

OH, NO NO, THAT'S OUR MEN DO.

SEE, WE NOT LET LITTLE THING GET IN THE WAY OF...

- MARKET FORCES-- - Flynn: GRAND!

SO WHY DON'T YOU TAKE YOUR DEAD FRIEND THERE

AND YOUR MARKET FORCES, AND GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY FLAT!?

LISTEN TO ME, YOU DO WHAT I AND I SAY DO,

AND I, MON, SAY YOU GET OUT MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW, BOY.

- VANISH, PARTY MAN, VANISH! - HOLD ON, JULIUS.

THIS IS MY FLAT.

YOU'VE SEEN NOTHING...

AND WE'VE SEEN NOTHING.

END OF STORY, OKAY?

WHAT MY POLITE FRIEND HERE IS TRYING TO SAY TO YOU

IS THAT IF YOU DON'T FUCK OFF OUT OF MY FACE,

ME AND THE I.P.L.A.

WILL SEE THAT YOU HAVE A REUNION

WITH YOUR WEE FRIEND THERE.

LISTEN TO ME, WHITE BOY.

THIS NOT BELFAST, YOU KNOW.

SEE I AND I-- I NOW WILL HAVE TO TEACH YOU SOME MANNERS.

COME ON THEN. BRING IT ON, JIGGY.

- WHICH SIDE ARE YOU ON TODAY, JOHNNY? - FUCKIN' RAS--

Ras: NOW HEAR THIS:

ENOUGH RESPECT GOING OUT TO BRIXTON POSSE.

GOING OUT TO PADDY IN THE MIDDLE.

GOING OUT TO JULIUS POSSE.

HOUSE MEETING, TWO MINUTE, BE THERE.

- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? - SHUT UP, FLYNN!

OKAY, YOU HEARD THE MAN, JULIUS.

RAS WANTS TO TALK, WE TALK.

KING RASTA SCENE?

LET'S BE COOL.

NOW GIVE ME THAT KNIFE, FLYNN.

- WHAT? - GIVE ME THAT KNIFE.

COOL, JULIUS?

RESPECT. DIGGS, SKIPP,

GET THIS MESS OUT OUR HOUSE.

GO ON. GO ON, NOW!

AFTER YOU, MY FREEDOM-FIGHTING FRIEND.

THIS IS A FUCKIN' MADHOUSE.

♪ WHOA, NO NO NO NO NO... ♪

♪ YOU BETTER SKANK IF YOU SKANKIN' ♪

♪ ROCK IT IF YOU'RE ROCKIN' ♪

♪ BECAUSE WHENEVER...

GENTLEMEN, WHAT WE HAVE HERE IS A DREAD SITUATION.

- WE JUST WANT THE WHITE BOYS GONE. - QUIET, PUSHER-MON!

YOU MAY BE BIG IN BABYLON, BUT A REAL YARDMAN YOU TALK TO.

RESPECT, THIS IS I AND I SCENE.

RESPECT, MON, RESPECT.

SPARRA, HIM DEAD. CAN'T DO NOTHIN' ABOUT THAT.

LIVE BY THE DRUG, DIE BY THE DRUG.

- Johnny: WITH A LITTLE HELP FROM HIS FRIENDS. - Ras: QUIET, PADDY-MON!

I'M TALKIN'! TELL YOUR RUDE BOYS OFF THE STREET,

THIS IS NO PLACE FOR A WHITE-MAN WAR.

TELL THEM TO COME TAKE THEM FRIEND BACK TO IRELAND!

BUT BRIXTON IS CRAWLING WITH COPS AT THE MOMENT.

EVEN MARKET-MAN HERE, HE RECOGNIZED ME.

- YOU KNOW, YOU BETTER SHUT UP-- - JULIUS, ME SAY IT ONE TIME.

LEAVE THEM BE. AND SISTER RITA, TOO

JOHNNY, YOUR FRIEND GONE BY TOMORROW.

END OF STORY.

Johnny: COME ON, FLYNN. WE'RE SERIOUSLY EXPOSED HERE.

Flynn: SHHH! SH SH SH. JIMMY, YEAH, IT'S ME, FLYNN.

MORE OR LESS IN THE SAME PLACE.

WE NEED A LIFT.

AND I'M WITH AN OLD FRIEND.

DO YOU KNOW SOMEWHERE CALLED THE ROXY?

YES. COME ON!

WHAT TIME? OKAY, BE THERE.

JOHNNY, WHY DID YOU LEAVE?

JUST ONE QUESTION. ANSWER ME THAT.

- ONE HOUR. - AYE AYE.

WE'RE NOT AL QAEDA.

I'LL BE PHONING THROUGH THE WARNING NOW.

LET'S DO THIS.

OH FUCK. FIVE MINUTES.

- CHANGE THE TIMER. - I CAN'T. IT'S FUCKING ANTI-TAMPER, YOU SHOULD KNOW.

- WE'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING. - FOUR FUCKING MINUTES.

FOUR MINUTES? WE'VE GOT TO CLEAR THE AREA!

WE CAN'T. IT'S AN ACCIDENT. COLLATERAL DAMAGE.

- COME ON, LET'S GO. - COLLATERAL FUCKING DAMAGE?

YES, LET'S FUCKING GO!

NO! YOU GO TO HELL, YOU MAD BASTARD!

I'LL SEE YOU THERE, JOHNNY.

FUCK OFF.

Johnny: DON'T TOUCH THAT.

- JUST WANTED A SMOKE. - WELL, IT'S NOT TOBACCO.

IT'S ME MA.

WHAT?

THEY SENT IT TO ME AFTER THE FUNERAL.

SHE WASN'T VERY BIG, WAS SHE?

Ras: You're listening to Radio Babylon...

BLESS HER.

You know where we are on the dial...

SO WHY IS JULIUS SO AFRAID OF THAT D.J. UPSTAIRS?

HE'S MORE THAN JUST A D.J. HE'S THE NEAREST THING BRIXTON HAS TO A KING.

JULIUS KNOWS IF HE MESSES WITH HIM--

HE'LL HAVE NO CUSTOMERS.

HE'S THE KING RASTA.

RASTA. THERE WAS A COUPLE OF THOSE BIG-HAIRED LADS IN THE NICK.

ONE OF THEM TRIED TO TELL ME THAT EMPEROR HAILE SELASSIE WAS JESUS.

WELL, THAT'S WHAT THEY BELIEVE.

BUT I THOUGHT JESUS WAS JESUS.

OH, I DON'T KNOW.

MY RELIGION STOPS WITH ST. JUDE,

PATRON SAINT OF BLEEDING HOPELESSNESS.

HE'S STILL NOT LISTENING IF YOU'RE STUCK BETWEEN A PUSHER AND A RASTA.

Flynn: HEY GUYS, YOU SEE WHAT I FOUND?

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

IS THIS YOURS, JOHNNY?

NO, IT'S NOT. IT WAS HERE WHEN I MOVED IN.

- YEAH, SURE! - IT WAS.

THIS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION OR COULD ANYONE JOIN IN?

WE WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT OLD TIMES.

AYE, THE GOOD OLD DAYS, BEFORE JOHNNY HERE WENT AWOL.

YOU CAN TALK, FLYNN. YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S AWOL NOW.

YOU JUST DON'T KNOW THE WAR'S OVER.

HOLD ON TO YOUR DREADLOCKS. WE'LL BE OUT OF HERE SOON.

NOW WHO'S TAKING US TO THE MEET?

WELL, I RECKON YOU TWO ARE ALL OVER THE TV, SO WE GOTTA SPLIT UP.

MIKE HERE COME WITH ME AND NATHAN IN THE VAN

AND YOU CAN GO WITH JULIUS IN THE CAR.

WHY THE FUCK WOULD JULIUS WANT TO DRIVE ME?

'CAUSE AT THIS MOMENT IN TIME, FRIEND,

HE'S THE ONLY PERSON IN THE WORLD

THAT WANTS YOU OUT OF HERE MORE THAN ME.

VERY WHITE OF YOU TO DRIVE US TO THE MEET, JULIO.

THE NAME IS JULIUS AND JUST 'CAUSE A RASTA MAN SAVED YOUR WHITE ASS

DON'T THINK YOU CAN FUCK WITH ME NOW, EH?

I'LL SAVE THE LAST DANCE FOR YOU.

YOUR FRIEND NEEDS SOME MANNERS, JOHNNY.

DIPLOMACY NEVER WAS HIS STRONG POINT, JULIUS.

NOT LIKE YOU, EH?

RITA, WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

I'LL STAY WITH THE PATIENT, YEAH?

IT'S FUNNY. WHEN I WAS A KID GROWING UP IN IRELAND,

I NEVER THOUGH TOO MUCH ABOUT BEING IRISH.

WE GOT BURNT OUT IN BELFAST.

WHEN I WAS SEVEN, ME MA AND DA, THEY MOVED US TO KILBURN.

YOU DON'T EVEN HAVE THE ACCENT.

NAH...

I HAD IT KICKED OUT OF ME AS A KID IN THE PLAYGROUND.

FUNNY, THE MORE THEY KICKED ME THE MORE IRISH I GOT.

LONDON IRISH. YOU LOT ARE MADDER THAN US.

BAD AS THE YANKS.

YEAH, I GREW UP WITH THE PADDIES CALLING ME A BRIT

AND THE BRITS THINKING I WAS A PADDY.

SO WHY'D YOU EVEN GET INVOLVED IN ALL THIS?

WELL I WAS 16, WORKING IN A CHEMIST'S SHOP, WHEN FLYNN SHOWED UP.

HE TOOK ME TO A FEW MEETINGS, INTRODUCED ME TO A FEW PLAYERS.

I SUPPOSE IT WAS MORE EXCITING

THAN FILLING OUT PRESCRIPTIONS AT THE TIME.

I'M SURE.

WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE?

HMM.

GOT CAUGHT DISPENSING TO MYSELF.

OH.

HEY, JULIUS MY MAN, WHAT'S UP, BRO?

Johnny: YOUR BOYFRIEND'S VERY POPULAR HERE.

I KNOW.

THIS IS WHERE I MET JULIUS.

VERY ROMANTIC.

NOT REALLY. HE USED TO BE A DEALER HERE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN "USED TO BE"?

IT GOT TOO HOT WITH THE DRUG SQUAD.

ANYWAY, HE'S GOT EMPLOYEES FOR ALL THAT NOW, YOU KNOW?

IT'S NICE TO HEAR AN ECONOMIC SUCCESS STORY IN THESE HARD TIMES.

I'M SURE HE'LL GET THE QUEEN'S AWARD FOR EXPORT.

IRISH EXPORTS LIKE YOUR MATE THAT GIVE US ALL A BAD NAME.

YEAH, WELL YOUR MATES AREN'T EXACTLY A GOOD ADVERT

FOR THE JAMAICAN TOURIST BOARD, ARE THEY?

AT LEAST THEY DON'T BLOW PEOPLE UP.

WASN'T ALL BLACK AND WHITE.

IT WAS FOR ME.

JIMMY!

- LONG TIME NO SEE. - YEAH.

EVERY TIME I'M OUT YOU'RE IN.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?

THIS IS RITA. SHE'S TAKING CARE OF WEE MICHAEL.

HE HAD A WEE HUMPTY DUMPTY.

HE'S OUT IN THE VAN.

SHE'S LOOKING AFTER HIM. REMEMBER JOHNNY?

I REMEMBER A LOT OF THINGS.

THAT'S WHY YOU'RE HERE. YOU'RE LIKE AN OLD ELEPHANT.

GONNA GET US OUT OF THIS JUNGLE.

YOU KNOW THEY DON'T SELL GUINNESS HERE?

SO I'VE HAD TO HAVE A GIN AND TONIC.

WHAT ARE YOU HAVING YOURSELF?

BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE YOU DISAPPEARED, JOHNNY.

- COME ON, LET'S-- - SHUT IT, FLYNN.

THERE'S PEOPLE NONE TOO HAPPY WITH YOU EITHER.

SO HOW GOES IT, JOHNNY, EH?

WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR THESE DAYS?

I'M NOT.

AND I'M SUPPOSED TO BELIEVE THAT?

BELIEVE WHAT YOU WANT. I'VE BEEN OUT FIVE YEARS AND I AIN'T OPENED ME GOB.

I'M NOT GONNA START NOW, AM I?

SO DID YOU KNOW YOUR OLD MATE FLYNN WAS COMING?

OR DID HE JUST DROP IN, LIKE?

BIT OF A SURPRISE, YEAH.

IT'S A SURPRISE FOR US TOO.

ONE HOUR'S NOTICE, THEN BRIXTON'S CRAWLING WITH PLODS.

SOME FUCKING COINCIDENCE.

LOOK, I'M FUCKING OUT NOW.

I'M CAUGHT BETWEEN FUCKING LONDON IRISH AND LONDON FUCKING DERRY.

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?

MY PROBLEM, FLYNN, IS THAT YOU'VE BROUGHT THE LAW DOWN ROUND OUR NECKS.

WE'VE ALREADY LOST TWO SAFE HOUSES IN KILBURN THANKS TO YOU,

AND NOW YOU SHOW UP WITH THIS FUCKING JUDAS.

Johnny: YOU COULD ALWAYS FUCKING TALK.

NOW SHIT OR GET OFF THE FUCKING POT!

YOU GONNA HELP OR NOT?

STILL A HARD MAN, EH, JOHNNY?

WELL LUCKY FOR YOU THE ARMY COUNCIL'S

FIGHTING BIGGER THINGS THAN DESERTERS LIKE YOU.

BOLLOCKS!

THE OTHER TWO CAN COME WITH ME.

LOOK, GUYS, LET'S JUST ALL HAVE A DRINK BEFORE WE GO, OKAY?

NO NEED TO CAUSE ALL THIS TROUBLE.

LET'S GET BACK TO KILBURN.

JUST BECAUSE WE'RE IN A PIGSTY

DOESN'T MEAN WE HAVE TO ROLL AROUND IN THE SHITE.

- COPS. - WHERE?

- BASTARDS. - LOOK STEADY.

DON'T BE SO PARANOID. IT'S NOT ABOUT US.

GOT A SPECIAL REQUEST GOING OUT TO ALL THE BOYS IN BLUE.

BIG UPS TO OUR MAJESTY'S METROPOLITAN POLICE, EH?

HIGHTON WAREHOUSE, 0600.

BE THERE OR YOU'RE ON YOUR OWN.

HOT FIRE. MORE FIRE!

TIME FOR A DANCE?

LONDON BOYS DON'T DANCE.

PRETEND IT'S A JIG.

KEEP GOING.

YOU COULD DO BETTER THAN HIM, YOU KNOW.

SOMEWHERE NEW, SOMEONE NEW.

WHAT, LIKE A RUNAWAY PADDY IN A FLAT WITH NO FURNITURE,

NO MONEY, NO GEAR,

AND A BUNCH OF BOMBERS FOR MATES?

GUESS IT DON'T SOUND SO GOOD WHEN YOU PUT IT LIKE THAT.

LET'S DO THIS.

THERE YOU GO, GENTS-- £3.50 ON THE METER,

NOT INCLUDING THE TIP, AND 12 YEARS WAITING TIME.

I SEEM TO HAVE COME OUT WITHOUT MY WALLET.

BUT REST ASSURED. I'LL THINK OF YOU EVERY TIME I WEAR MY BLACK BERET.

YEAH, AND I'LL THINK OF YOU EVERY TIME I'M CHOPPING FISH.

SO...

Flynn: COME UP TO KILBURN WITH US.

MEET SOME OF THE BOYS.

YOUR BOYS DON'T KNOW LAWS OF GRAVITY, FLYNN.

I GO UP, I MIGHT NOT COME BACK DOWN.

- THAT'S HISTORY. - WE'RE HISTORY.

ONLY YOU WON'T LIE DOWN.

YOU SPEAK FOR YOURSELF. I HAVE PLANS.

AND WHAT ABOUT STAYING OUT?

Flynn: OUT OF PRISON. BUT OUT OF THE GAME?

NEVER.

SEE YOU AROUND, JOHNNY.

NICE DAY FOR AN EXCURSION.

WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE JUST PICKED US UP AT THE FUCKING MADHOUSE?

Flynn: GOOD QUESTION.

AH.

JIMMY. HOW'S THE CRACK?

DID YOUR MOTHER KNIT THAT HAT?

WHAT'S UP?

Jimmy: SORRY, FLYNN. CHANGE OF PLANS.

YOU'RE HURTING MY FEELINGS NOW, JIMMY.

CAN YOU JUST GET US OUT OF HERE PLEASE?

YOU MIND THE TIME THAT YOU AND I,

WE TOOK OUT THAT ARMORED VAN?

- GOOD TIMES, FLYNN. - YOU WERE GOOD.

IT NEEDN'T BE THIS WAY.

ALL I NEED IS A FEW GOOD MEN.

PUT IT DOWN.

YOU COULD NEVER SHOOT STRAIGHT ANYWAY.

THINGS CHANGE.

CHEERIO.

- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON? - WRONG SIDE OF THE SPLIT.

JOHNNY WAS RIGHT, WE'RE ON THE FUCKING WRONG SIDE!

YOU STAY DOWN AND YOU STAY CALM!

WHAT NOW?

HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW?

- GET OUT! - BUT IT'S MY BLOODY VAN!

IT'S MY BLOODY MESS. NOW GET OUT!

SOME MATE.

BRING ME BACK MY VAN!

GET IN!

COME ON!

GET IN!

Johnny: THIS IS GETTING LIKE "GROUNDHOG DAY" WITH YOU TWO!

YOU THINK I'M JOKING WHEN ME TELL YOU TO GET THEM OUT OF ME HOUSE, HUH?

I TELL YOU AGAIN ME GONNA HAVE TO SHOW YOU!

TAKE IT EASY, JULIUS. THINGS DIDN'T WORK OUT.

BULLSHIT! EITHER THEM LEAVE NOW OR THEM LEAVE LIKE SPARRA!

- JULIUS... - OH COME ON, COME ON!

COME ON, FUCKING KNACKER, COME ON AT JULIUS!

THIS NOT FUCKING IRELAND NOW.

THIS IS BABYLON, BOY.

JULIUS, RESPECT.

THINGS DON'T HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS.

YOU AND I, WE HAVE MORE IN COMMON THAN YOU THINK.

LET ME TELL YOU A STORY.

I REMEMBER A TIME WHEN THERE WERE SIGNS ALL OVER LONDON

SAYING "NO BLACKS, NO IRISH, AND NO DOGS."

THEY TOLD JOKES ABOUT PADDY THE IRISHMAN, ENGLISHMAN AND SCOTSMAN.

NOW THIS IS A STORY ABOUT THREE IRISHMEN AND A JAMAICAN.

THE JAMAICAN THROWS THE THREE IRISHMEN OUT ON THE STREET.

THE STREETS OF BRIXTON AND STOCKWELL SWARMING WITH SECURITY AND POLICE.

SERGEANT PLOD, HE STOPS PUBLIC ENEMIES #1, 2 AND 3.

HOW SOON, BOYS AND GIRLS,

DO YOU THINK IT IS

BEFORE SERGEANT PLOD COMES KNOCKING

ON MR. DRUG DEALER'S DOOR?

THE FUCKING IRISH!

YOU ALWAYS TELLING THEM TALES, HUH?

YOUR STORY'S WRITTEN ON PENCIL.

HOW 'BOUT I JUST ERASE IT, HUH?

ONE, TWO, THREE, CRICK CRACK, JUST LIKE THAT, HUH?

- END OF STORY. - WELL...

I CAN GIVE YOU ONE VERY GOOD REASON.

I CAN MAKE YOU A VERY VERY VERY RICH MAN.

RITA!

GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW. COME.

GO FIX THE BOY'S LEG NOW. GO ON.

COME, STAR, TELL I MORE OF THEM TALES, HUH?

DON'T BE RUDE, BOY. GET ME A SCOTCH NOW.

SHAME IT ISN'T IRISH.

FUCKIN' SURE, YOU GUYS?

YOU GUYS HAVE A TRICOLOR AS WELL, DON'T YOU?

RED, GOLD AND GREEN.

WE'RE GREEN, WHITE AND GOLD. SAME DIFFERENCE.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

- LOOKING GOOD, STAR. KEEP IT. - THANKS.

WHAT'S THE STORY, PADDY MAN?

HOW CAN I PUT THIS?

HOW MANY DRUG DEALERS YOUR SIZE ARE THERE

SOUTH OF THE RIVER?

20?

NOW WITH RESPECT,

YOUR WEE LADS HERE, THEY JUST DON'T HAVE THE MUSCLE.

WHAT IF I WAS TO ARRANGE

FOR FIVE OR SIX OF YOUR COMPETITORS TO GO UP IN SMOKE

IN A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE MINOR GAS EXPLOSIONS?

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

- MONEY. - MMM?

- AND GUNS. - AH...

AND EACH NEW TERRITORY THAT WE BRING TO YOUR FIRM

WE GET 50%.

PARTNERS. WE DO THE FIRST EXPLOSION FOR NOTHING,

AS A FREE SAMPLE.

HMM.

INTERESTING.

HE NEEDS A DOCTOR.

NO CHANCE.

- I'VE GOT SOMETHING I COULD GIVE HIM. - WHAT?

HEROIN?

THAT'S GREAT. HE FORGETS ABOUT HIS ANKLE FOR FIVE MINUTES

AND ENDS UP A JUNKY LIKE YOU.

WE'RE SUPPOSED TO HELP HIM, YOU KNOW,

NOT GIVE HIM MORE PROBLEMS.

BOY'S IN PAIN. WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?

I'VE GOT A CONSCIENCE!

BUT I AND I HAVE A BIGGER PROBLEM.

THE MAN I KILLED, HIM WAS I'M CHEMIST.

NOW ME GOT PLENTY OF DRUGS BUT ME GOT NO ONE TO CUT IT.

- CHEMIST? - AYE.

JULIUS, MY OLD FRIEND AND BUSINESS PARTNER,

THIS MIGHT BE YOUR LUCKY DAY.

NOT BAD FOR SCOTCH.

- NICE AIR CONDITIONING. - THANKS.

THERE'S UM...

- A HOLE IN YOUR FISH TOO. - OH, NO SHIT?

DO YOU KNOW, I'VE GOT TO TAKE MY AUNTIE TO THE TABERNACLE ON SUNDAY IN THIS THING?

"HELLO, AUNTIE. ME JUST COME FOR RESCUE SOME TERRORISTS

BUT MAKE YOURSELF COMFY AND DON'T MIND THEM BULLET HOLE."

- I'LL PAY FOR IT, OKAY? - YEAH, TOO BLOODY RIGHT YOU WILL.

- DON'T CALL THEM TERRORISTS. - NO?

WHAT, IS THIS A NORMAL DAY AT THE OFFICE FOR YOU, THEN?

- USED TO BE. - BLOODY GREAT.

WE'RE ALL GONNA END UP IN BRIXTON NICK WITH YOUR--

"NOT TERRORIST" MATES

AND ME, THE FIRST BLACK PROVO.

♪ SET ME FREE, WHY DON'T YOU NOW? ♪

♪ SET ME FREE, SET ME FREE ♪

♪ LIFT ME HIGHER AND HIGHER NOW ♪

♪ LIFT ME HIGHER AND HIGHER NOW... ♪

Ras: GREETINGS, MUSIC LOVERS.

ALL FEEL THE MUSIC.

LOOK, I'VE GOT TO GET THESE TWO OUT OF BRIXTON,

BUT THE ROADBLOCK'S STILL UP.

YEAH, THE COPPERS ARE ALL OVER THE STATION AND THE MARKET.

HOW 'BOUT THEY JUST WALK OUT DOWN THE SIDE STREETS?

MICHAEL'D NEVER MAKE IT.

LOOK, I GOTTA GET BACK IN THERE.

GOT TO SEE WHAT FLYNN'S UP TO WITH JULIUS.

I BET HE WEREN'T PLEASED TO SEE YOU BACK.

OH, FUCK THE YARDY MAN. HE CAN JUST PUT UP WITH IT.

YARDY?

- YARDY, MY ASS. - WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

HE'S A LOCAL BOY. HE USED TO DEAL IN MY SCHOOL PLAYGROUND.

SO WHERE DID HE GET THE ACCENT THEN?

ON HOLIDAY TO HIS COUSINS' IN KINGSTON.

HIM COME BACK SPEAKING LIKE NATURAL YARDMAN.

THAT'S WHY HIM A SCARED OF RAS,

BECAUSE RAS IS THE REAL TING.

KING RASTA, SCENE.

SLIPPERY BASTARD!

OH, TRUE, YES!

HOW'S THE PATIENT?

HE LOOKS SO YOUNG.

NOT MUCH YOUNGER THAN YOU.

- YEAH. - YOU'RE A GOOD NURSE.

I WAS A CRAP NURSE, ACTUALLY.

WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?

I WORKED ON THE ONE-FOR- YOU-ONE-FOR-ME BASIS WITH PAIN KILLERS.

IT'S JUST AS WELL THEY SACKED ME BEFORE I HURT SOMEONE.

DID YOU EVER TRY NOT USING?

YOU EVER TRY NOT BEING A GUNMAN?

YEAH, BUT IT SORT OF FOLLOWS YOU AROUND, YOU KNOW?

SAME WITH SMACK.

AT LEAST IT MAKES THE WORLD GO AWAY.

BUT THERE'S BETTER WAYS OF DOING THAT.

WHAT, HIDING IN THIS PLACE?

NO, TRYING TO MAKE A FUTURE.

DO YOU RECKON PEOPLE CAN CHANGE?

OF COURSE THEY CAN.

THEY CHANGE FOR THE WORSE ALL THE TIME

SO I'M SURE THEY CAN CHANGE FOR THE BETTER.

HMM.

WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT AND LEAVE ALL THIS SHIT BEHIND?

THAT'S LIKE THE POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK.

I WOULDN'T LAST TWO MINUTES WITHOUT HIM.

Johnny: RAS, CAN I ASK YOU A QUESTION?

TALK TO ME, MON.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU HAD TO MAKE A DECISION

BETWEEN BEING LOYAL TO THE PAST OR TRYING TO MAKE A FUTURE?

IF A MAN AIN'T GOT NO ROOTS HIM DON'T HAVE NO FUTURE.

YOU GOT TO HAVE ROOTS

TO HOLD ONTO.

WHAT IS IT FOR YOU?

JAH RASTAFARI,

LION OF JUDAH.

DID I EVER TELL YOU

YOUR LION OF JUDAH STAYED IN THE SAME PLACE AS I DID

WHEN I WAS ON HOLIDAY AS A KID IN IRELAND?

WE USED TO GO TO THIS WEE SEASIDE VILLAGE FOR TWO WEEKS

TO GET AWAY FROM BELFAST.

I WAS ONLY FIVE.

I WAS MESSING AROUND ON THE BEACH.

I LOOKED UP AND THERE HE WAS.

WHAT, A VISION THING?

NO, MAN, HE WAS THERE.

BIG OLD GRAY-BEARDED MAN.

THERE WAS SOMETHING AMAZING ABOUT HIM.

TELL ME MORE.

HE WAS BLACK.

BLACK AS THE ACE OF SPADES, ME DAD SAID AFTER.

HE WAS THE FIRST BLACK MAN I'D EVER SEEN.

BOY, THIS THING'S A DREAD OMEN.

GOOD OMEN OR BAD?

YOUR OMEN.

YOUR MOVE.

JOHNNY BOY, WHERE YOU GOING?

TO THE CHEMIST TO GET SOME PAINKILLERS FOR MICHAEL.

NO, STAR, WE NOT NEED NO OUTSIDE CHEMIST NOW.

WHY'S THAT?

YOUR BROTHER FLYNN TELL I AND I A SECRET.

HIM TELL ME AM A CHEMIST.

YOU KNOW I NEED A CHEMIST AND YOU NOT TELL ME NOW?

HUH?

COULD HAVE SAVED I SOME AGGRAVATION.

COULD HAVE BEEN...

YOUR CHEMIST FRIEND AM TELLING ME AM NEED YOU TO HELP HIM SET UP THE LAB.

GO, SHOW A MAN SOME ACTION.

WE'RE IN BUSINESS NOW.

COOL.

WHERE OUR WOMAN?

UPSTAIRS ASLEEP.

GO SHOW I.

WHAT ABOUT THE PAINKILLERS?

GO ON.

COOL.

FUCKING SMACKHEAD.

THE BOY, HIM LUCKY HIM HURT.

FIND A MAN ON A BED WITH RITA AND HIM NOT HURT...

I HURT HIM.

ARE YOU TRYING TO GET US FUCKING KILLED?

NO, I'M TRYING TO SAVE YOUR YELLOW ASS AND MINE AND MICHAEL'S.

- YOU'RE NOT A CHEMIST. - NO, BUT YOU ARE.

HE WAS GONNA HAVE US WHACKED. NOW WE'VE GOT SOMETHING HE WANTS.

I GET MY GUNS, I GET MY MONEY,

YOU GET US OUT OF YOUR LIFE, ALL FOR A LITTLE HOCUS-POCUS.

NO DRUGS.

YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT DRUGS.

I'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE, BUT I'M NOT CUTTING ANY DRUGS.

YOU'RE THE PRO. YOU GET US OUT OF HERE.

OH, YOU'LL DO IT, OR I WILL TELL JULIUS

THAT YOUR BLACK BEAUTY HAS BEEN DISPENSING MORE THAN ASPIRIN.

WOULD BE A SHAME TO SEE HER FACE ALL MESSED UP, NOW WOULDN'T IT?

YOU EVER LAY A FINGER ON HER I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!

WHAT'S HAPPENING, BOYS? HUH?

NOTHING, JULIUS. JUST A LITTLE ACCIDENT.

THIS A DREAD SCENE. SPARRA NO DO LIKE THIS.

TO BE HONEST I WAS JUST THINKING THE SAME THING MYSELF.

WHAT KIND OF WEIRD CHEMIST WAS SPARRA ANYWAY?

SPARRA WAS COOL. SPARRA WAS MY NEPHEW.

HIM JUST GOT GREEDY.

ALL RIGHT, JULIUS, NO PROBLEM.

THIS'LL TAKE A WHILE, SO JUST LEAVE US TO IT, EH? FLYNN.

THAT'S RIGHT. JUST TAKE A WHILE.

Johnny: SO HOW MANY HEADS HAVE YOU CRUSHED SO FAR?

Jimmy: THAT'S THREE SO FAR.

DOESN'T SEEM VERY MUCH FOR ALL OF THAT.

HOW'S IT GOING, BOYS?

- JULIUS. - WHAT RATIO DO YOU WANT THIS CUT AT?

SPARRA'S RATIO.

HIM SET UP 1:4.

1:4? WELL THAT IS VERY PURE, SO WHY DON'T WE TRY 1:5?

THAT WAY THERE'S MORE FOR YOU AND LESS CHANCE OF O.D.'S.

RIGHTEOUS, HUH?

THAT'S GOOD. THAT'S GOOD, STAR.

NOW, PUT OUR SCENE IN THE BAGS NOW.

SOON ME COME BACK FOR MORE ACTION. NO KEEP I WAITING, HUH?

I'M GONNA LEAVE IT TO FLYNN.

AFTER ALL, HE'S THE PRO. I'M GOING TO CHECK ON MICHAEL.

THAT'S FUNNY.

YOU A CHEMIST AND ME A NURSE.

WE COULD OPEN UP A HOSPITAL.

AH, SISTER RITA.

HOW'S MY LITTLE SWEET MISS FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE, HUH?

I AND I HAVE SOMETHING SWEET FOR THE SISTER.

THAT'S REAL POWER.

MARKET FORCES.

AT LEAST WE GOT RID OF JULIO FOR HALF AN HOUR.

LET'S JUST GET OUT NOW.

NOW YOU'RE TALKING.

LOOK, WHAT ABOUT HIS MASTER'S VOICE?

LEAVE HIM TO ME. I'VE GOT A WEE SURPRISE FOR JULIO.

I DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

I'LL PHONE NATHAN AND WE'LL LEAVE IN 20 MINUTES.

SAY NO MORE.

- Police cordons have... - FUCKING NICE, MAN.

YOU AND YOUR MATE, YOU'RE CELEBRITIES, EH?

...organization, the IPLA, who staged a jailbreak...

VERY FUNNY, DIGGSY.

LOOK, I NEED A TESTER FOR THIS NEW BATCH.

BUT I WARN YOU, IT'S REALLY GOOD SHIT.

- NICE GESTURE. - BON APPETIT.

LOOKS GOOD.

NO SIGN OF JULIO BACK YET?

A SPARE HEAD HERE. YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?

WHAT?

YOU WON'T BE NEEDING YOURS.

Flynn: SO WHERE IS IT?

- Johnny: RITA.

Flynn: JOHNNY!

RITA, PLEASE...

Flynn: JOHNNY, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?

JUST COME WITH ME. LET'S GO.

GOODBYE, RITA.

Flynn: FOR FUCK'S SAKE, JOHNNY!

JESUS, JOHNNY!

FUCK'S SAKE.

JOHNNY, WHAT KIND OF CRIMINAL IS THIS GUY?

WHERE'S THE GUNS? WHERE'S THE FUCKING MONEY? I KNOW YOU KNOW!

ALL RIGHT.

IF I TELL YOU WHERE THE MONEY IS,

YOU GIVE ME YOUR WORD

YOU'LL DISAPPEAR, CALL IT QUITS,

END OF STORY.

NOT EVEN A POSTCARD. MY WORD.

BEHIND THAT SKIRTING BOARD.

GOOD MAN, JOHNNY.

AND THEY SAY CRIME DOESN'T PAY.

♪ Fight the power...

Ras: JOHNNY, MON.

♪ Fight, fight the power... ♪

MICKEY'S IN THE BACK. NOW LET'S GET OUT OF HERE

BEFORE HE STARTS BROADCASTING THIS ON "RADIO BOLLOCKS."

♪ Fight, fight the power... ♪

COME, WOMAN. DON'T BE AFRAID. COME.

COME RIGHT HERE.

I GO OUT, I DEAL UP, I DEAL DOWN,

THEN OUR CUSTOMERS START DROP LIKE DEAD FLIES FROM THE BAD DRUGS.

ME COME BACK, THE WHITE BOYS GONE,

AND MONEY GONE?!

DIGGS' HEAD ALL MASHED UP AND ME POOR RITA, HER DEAD FROM THE BAD DRUGS.

THERE'S JUST ONE QUESTION ME HAVE.

WHAT AM STILL DOING ALIVE, HUH?

- I DIDN'T TAKE THEM. - WHAT?

WHAT AM SAY? HUH? WHAT AM SAY? YOU'RE NOT TAKING 'EM?

DRUGGIE RITA NOT TAKING 'EM?

SAME JUNKIE RITA WHO NOT LAST FIVE MINUTES WITHOUT A FIX, HUH?

SAME JUNKIE RITA WHO NOT TAKE IT 'CAUSE SHE KNOW IT WAS SHIT UP FRONT!

BECAUSE HER WHITEMAN PADDY BOYFRIEND TELL HER SO, HUH?

IS THAT IT? FUCK RAS!

YOU BROKE MY FUCKING HEART!

LISTEN, YOU PRETEND YARDY WANKER,

IF YOU EVER TOUCH HER AGAIN I SWEAR I WILL--

Flynn: THE COPS ARE ALL OVER IT.

Cop: STATION'S CLOSED. MOVE ALONG PLEASE, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

PLEASE KEEP MOVING, THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

LET'S JUST FACE IT, FLYNN. IT'S THE END OF THE FUCKING LINE.

FLYNN, I'M DONE. I WANT TO GO BACK.

THAT GEEZER OWES ME 50p.

OI!

COME HERE, YOU. HOW DO I GET INTO THE STATION?

50p FOR A WEE CUP OF TEA?

COME ON, NOW. I GAVE YOU 50p THE OTHER DAY.

IN FACT, I GAVE YOU A FUCKING POUND--

HOLD ON, HE'S ALL RIGHT.

LISTEN, MATE, YOU OWE THIS GEEZER 50p, YEAH?

JESUS, I HAVE NO MONEY!

NO NO, IT'S ALL RIGHT. LISTEN...

CAN YOU SHOW US ANOTHER WAY INTO THE STATION?

- AND THEN YOU'RE QUITS, ALL RIGHT? - RIGHT.

- OKAY. - WELL, HOW?

GO THROUGH THE ENTRANCE.

OH, FUCKING BRILLIANT.

WHY DIDN'T I THINK OF THAT?

THIS GUY MAKES TWO FUCKING SHORT PLANKS SEEM LIKE A FUCKING COMPUTER.

WHICH FUCKING ENTRANCE?

MY ENTRANCE.

DIGGS, MON, DIGGS!

YOU'RE GONNA MEET YOUR DAMNATION IN THE NEXT WORLD

UNLESS YOU TELL I AND I THE TRUTH RIGHT NOW!

WHERE PART HIM KEEP THE WEAPON?

THERE, IN THE KITTY!

YOU'RE ALL RIGHT, MICHAEL.

THINK OF ALL THE GREAT STORIES

YOU'RE GONNA BE ABLE TO TELL YOUR WEE GRANDCHILDREN.

IF WE GET OUT OF THIS ONE I WON'T BE TELLING ANY MORE FUCKING STORIES.

WELL DONE, JOHNNY. ANOTHER SOUL SAVED FROM ETERNAL DAMNATION.

TROUBLE IS YOU COULD NEVER SAVE YOUR OWN.

LET'S JUST GO.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON.

JESUS MICKEY! DO YOU WANT TO STAY HERE AND BECOME A PROPER JUNKIE?

WELL IF YOU DO, JUST DON'T TAKE ANY OF THAT STUFF I COOKED UP.

WHAT?

YEAH, THAT WAS MY WEE SURPRISE.

I DIDN'T CUT IT 1:5.

IN FACT, I DIDN'T FUCKING CUT IT AT ALL.

THAT'S VERY CLEVER, YOU MAD BASTARD!

YOU KNOW YOU'RE GONNA KILL PEOPLE?

WELL THAT'S THE GENERAL IDEA, YOUR HIGHNESS!

YOU KNOW I HOPE I'VE KILLED HALF HIS FUCKING CUSTOMERS BY NOW!

AND WE'LL SEE WHAT THAT FUCKING GOLD-TOOTHED BOLLOCKS FEELS ABOUT THAT!

JESUS CHRIST!

HE GAVE IT TO RITA.

HOW DOES IT FEEL?

HOW DOES IT FEEL, FLYNN, NOT TO GIVE A SHITE ABOUT ANYONE?

IT FEELS FUCKING GREAT!

THAT WAS YOUR PROBLEM. ALL TALK AND NOT ENOUGH SHOOTING.

YOU DIDN'T FUCKING LEAVE BECAUSE OF HIGH MORAL VALUES.

YOU LEFT BECAUSE YOU WERE FUCKING SCARED!

STOP! FOR FUCK'S SAKES, STOP!

NO, HE'S RIGHT. HE'S FUCKING RIGHT.

I WAS SCARED!

I WAS SCARED OF ENDING UP LIKE HIM!

- Johnny: FUCK!

JOHNNY, THE LIGHT. COVER ME.

GO!

GO GO GO! COME ON!

COME ON, KEEP GOING!

KEEP GOING!

OH, SHIT!

ANOTHER SATISFIED CUSTOMER, FLYNN.

JUST NATURAL FUCKING WASTAGE.

THIS IS IT!

IT'S GOT A CHAIN. FLYNN, GET SOMETHING TO BUST THE CHAIN OFF.

MIKEY, GET UP HERE AND KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN.

I GOT A SAW!

- COME ON! - SHOULD HAVE HAD THIS AT NICK.

I'LL KEEP WATCH OUT!

HEY, JOHNNY! YOUR FRIEND JULIO IS BACK!

- HEY, JULIUS! - YEAH, MON?

HOW'S YOUR BUSINESS DOING?

NOT SO GOOD, EH? WELL YOU COME DOWN HERE

AND I'LL GIVE YOU AN EARLY RETIREMENT, YOU BASTARD!

IS THAT TRUE WHAT NATHAN SAID ABOUT YOU BEING A YARDY MAN?

REALLY YOU'RE A FUCKING CROYDON WHITE BOY!

IS THAT SO?

YEAH, MON, BUT HE AIN'T GONNA TALK NO SHIT NO MORE.

ME MASH HIM REAL GOOD, LIKE I'M GONNA MASH YOU!

HEY, JOHNNY BOY!

I KILLED YOUR FRIEND NATHAN. ME GUT HIM LIKE A FISH.

AND YOU'RE NEXT.

AFTER ME KILL YOU AND YOUR STORY MAN ME GO ON HOME

AND ME GONNA KILL THAT TRAITOR BITCH RITA.

ME GONNA SLICE HER REAL NICE, HUH?

SHE'S STILL ALIVE.

- JOHNNY BOY!

HEY JULIUS, ME OLD FRIEND, ME MUCKER!

- LET ME TELL YOU A STORY. - NO MORE STORIES, STAR.

- GIVE ME I MONEY AND I'M GONNA LET YOU GO. - I'VE GOT IT RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT, NOW WE BOTH COME OUT REAL SLOW.

- ALL RIGHT BY ME. - AND KEEP YOUR WEAPON LOW.

WE NOT WANT NO ACCIDENT TO HAPPEN NOW, NOW DO WE, STAR?

HERE YOU ARE.

FLYNN, COME ON!

- THEY'RE ALL IN THERE, MAN. - PEACE, ME BROTHER.

♪ NO WICKED CAN CONQUER I AND I A JAH JAH SOLDIER ♪

♪ NO WICKED CAN CONQUER

♪ NO WICKED

♪ BABYLON GIRL...

FRIGGIN' MARBLES, WE'RE BACK WHERE WE STARTED.

GET BACK.

IT'S RAS.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?

Johnny: MAYBE HE'S PLANNING AN OUTSIDE BROADCAST.

♪ BY THE MORNING

♪ BY THE MORNING...

- THUS SAYETH THE LORD, LION OF JUDAH...

RASTAFARI, KING OF KINGS.

SELASSIE I, UNTIL THE COLOR OF A MAN'S SKIN

- IS NO MORE SIGNIFICANT THAN THE COLOR OF HIS EYES. - GET BACK.

THERE WILL ALWAYS BE WAR

UNTIL THERE IS NO MORE FIRST- OR SECOND-CLASS CITIZENS.

IN ANY NATION THERE WILL ALWAYS BE WAR.

ME SAY PEACE! ME SAY PEACE!

ME SAY PEACE!

END OF TALKING.

- Man: OH, SHIT!

LET'S GO.

LET'S HOPE TO GOD THESE TRAINS ARE STILL RUNNING.

Michael: THEY BETTER BLOODY BE.

Voice of George Bush: WE WILL MAKE NO DISTINCTION

BETWEEN THE TERRORISTS WHO COMMIT THESE ACTS

AND THOSE WHO HARBOR THEM...

British voice: THERE LIES AN ORGANIZATION

WHICH ACTS ABOVE THE LAW,

AN ORGANIZATION THAT ACTS WITHOUT REGRETS...

FUCK'S SAKE, FLYNN, HOW LONG IS THE TRAIN GONNA BE?

OH, ABOUT 60 YARDS, WEE MIKEY.

HANG IN THERE, KID. WE'LL BE IN KILBURN SOON.

PEOPLE WHO KNOW WHICH SIDE THEY'RE ON.

Michael: THIS STUFF HAS WORN OFF.

♪ YEAH, HERE I COME AGAIN

♪ YEAH YEAH

♪ YOU THOUGHT I WAS DEAD... ♪

WHAT HAPPENING, BOYS?

GUNS.

BOTH OF THEM.

REAL SLOW. COME. COME.

END OF THE LINE FOR WE, EH, BOYS?

STORY MAN, TELL ME THIS--

WHY YOU WANNA KILL A CUSTOMER?

- KILL OUR BUSINESS? - IT'S PURELY PERSONAL. I DON'T LIKE YOU.

I NEED THE MONEY.

MARKET FUCKING FORCES. YOU CALL IT WHAT YOU LIKE.

LET JOHNNY GO.

- JOHNNY BOY-- - HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.

Julius: WE'VE ALL DONE SOMETHING, JOHNNY BOY.

- HERE.

OKAY, COME ON.

ALL RIGHT, BOYS AND GIRLS. ALL CHANGE.

THIS TRAIN IS RESERVED FOR ME, MICHAEL AND THE MONEY. NOW GET OFF.

GET THE FUCK OFF!

LEAST YOU GET A CHANCE TO STAY IN BRIXTON.

EVEN IF IT IS JUST A PRISON BIT.

OKAY, FLYNN, NO MORE OF YOUR BOLLOCKS.

- GET OFF! - FIGHT YOUR OWN FUCKING WAR, FLYNN!

- FUCK YOU, YOU LITTLE BOLLOCKS! - GET OFF!

GET ON, RITA.

YOU GONNA USE THAT OR ARE YOU GONNA WAVE IT AROUND LIKE A SPARE FUCKING PRICK?

- NO MORE BODIES, FLYNN. - COME ON, USE IT!

RIGHT THERE. COME ON, I FUCKING DARE YOU!

BACK OFF! GO ON!

GOODBYE, RITA.

HEY, JOHNNY, YOU'RE A BIGGER FUCKING IDIOT THAN I THOUGHT YOU WERE.

YOU KNOW, JOHNNY, WHEN I WAS ON THE INSIDE

I USED TO DEFEND YOU.

I USED TO SAY, "JOHNNY IS OKAY,

JOHNNY IS GOOD.

JOHNNY IS A HERO!"

BUT I WAS WRONG!

JOHNNY WAS!

ALL RIGHT, JOHNNY, THIS IS IT.

FOR SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T BELIEVE IN DRUGS OR VIOLENCE

YOU'RE NOT DOING TOO GOOD, ARE YOU?

Rail time information: all services are suspended until further notice...

EITHER WAY, FLYNN.

FUCK YOU.

WHY DIDN'T YOU LEAVE WITH THE GIRL AND MICHAEL WHEN YOU HAD A FUCKING CHANCE?

I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF RUNNING.

I'M TIRED.

WELL, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE PLENTY OF TIME

TO LIE DOWN NOW.

NOT FAR TO GO.

'BOUT FIVE MINUTES.

FIVE MINUTES? YOU'RE GONNA GET ABOUT FUCKING 20 YEARS.

BEST LAID PLANS OF MICE AND MEN...

ALL JULIO WAS GONNA DO WITH THE MONEY WAS BUY MORE BLING.

I WAS GONNA RESTART THE WAR AGAINST THE BRITS...

AND THE COPS AND THE JIMMY NOLANS OF THIS WORLD.

SOME LIST YOU GOT THERE, FLYNN.

WHO ARE YOU REALLY FIGHTING FOR?

I DO IT FOR MYSELF, AND FOR THE CRACK.

I CAN'T LET THE JEWS, PAKIS AND FUCKING YANKS HAVE ALL THE FUN AND GLORY.

I DO IT-- I WANNA BE THE LAST MAN STANDING.

I DO IT FOR MYSELF!

FUNNY, THAT.

WHAT?

THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE GIRL THAT WAS PAINTING,

BEFORE THE BOMB?

SHE LOOKED UP AND SMILED STRAIGHT IN MY EYES.

Flynn: NO, I DON'T REMEMBER THE GIRL.

PAYS NOT TO THINK IN THIS GAME.

THAT'S WHY I ALWAYS COME OUT ON TOP.

IT WASN'T JUST HER, ANYWAY.

IT WAS ALL OF 'EM.

ALL THE ONES BEFORE, ALL THE ONES AFTER.

ALL THE ONES ON THEIR SIDE, ALL THE ONES ON OUR SIDE.

- DON'T YOU FEEL IT? - FEEL?

- FEEL WHAT? - ALL THAT WEIGHT.

ALL THOSE WASTED LIVES. FOR WHAT?

THAT'S WHY IT'S GOTTA STOP.

Flynn: I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S A FUCKING WASTE

IS LETTING THESE FUCKING COPS GET THE MONEY.

AT LEAST YOU COULD HAVE GIVEN IT TO YOUR GIRL.

I DID.

END OF THE LINE, FLYNN.

Ras: RADIO RAS SIGNING OFF IN A NATIONAL ANTHEM STYLE.

TO THOSE OUTSIDE OR BEHIND LOCKED DOOR,

I AND I SAY PEACE!

♪ RISE UP 'CAUSE THERE MIGHT BE NO NEXT TIME ♪

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP - ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE US STAND UP IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP AND TAKE YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ HOUSE FALL DOWN, HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ BLESSED IS THE MAN AND THE WOMAN ♪

♪ THAT WALKETH NOT IN THE COUNSEL OF THE WICKED ♪

♪ NOR STANDETH IN THE WAYS OF THE SINNERS ♪

♪ NOR SITTETH IN THE SEAT OF THE SCORNFUL ♪

♪ BUT THEY DELIGHTETH IN THE LAW OF THE ALMIGHTY JAH ♪

♪ AND IN JAH LAW DO THEY MEDITATE DAY AND NIGHT ♪

♪ THEY SHALL BE LIKE A TREE

♪ THAT IS PLANTED BY THE RIVERS OF WATER ♪

♪ BRINGING FORTH FRUITS IN ITS SEASONS ♪

♪ THEIR LEAVES SHALL NOT WITHER ♪

♪ AND WHATSOEVER THEY DO SHALL THEY PROSPER ♪

♪ FOR THE WEAKENED ARE NOT SO BUT ARE LIKE CHAFF ♪

♪ AND THE ALMIGHTY JAH SHALL DRIVE AWAY ♪

♪ THEREFORE SINNERS SHOULD NOT STAND IN JUDGMENT ♪

♪ NOR WEAKENED IN THE ASSEMBLY OF THE RIGHTEOUS ♪

♪ FOR JAH KNOWETH THE WAYS OF THE RIGHTEOUS ♪

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP - ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE US STAND UP IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP AND TAKE YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ HOUSE FALL DOWN, HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ CLEAN UP YOUR IMAGE WHEN THE MIRROR REFLECTS ♪

♪ AND YOU TRY TO CORRECT WHAT THE MIRROR REJECTS ♪

♪ YOU SHOW YOUR FACE BUT NEVER STICK OUT YOUR NECK ♪

♪ ANOTHER PICTURE OF HELL, ONE MORE FRAME AND YOU'RE DEAD ♪

♪ KILLING CRIMINALS IS SAFER THAN KILLING CONS ♪

♪ YOUR TEETH ARE TALKING TO ME ♪

♪ WILL YOU NEVER RESPOND? AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU ♪

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK THOUGHTS ARE LEVEL UNEQUAL ♪

♪ PROVOS TRAVELING AGAIN

♪ THROUGH THE MIND OF THE MASSES ♪

♪ STRAGGLING SIDEWAYS AVOIDING THE PAST ♪

♪ AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK BUT ME THOUGHTS ARE ILLEGAL ♪

♪ SO MERCY, MERCY

♪ YOU CAN CHAIN ME OR CURSE ME ♪

- ♪ I FLOW WITH FLUID FOR THE THIRSTY ♪ - ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WE COME FOR STAND UP IN LINE ♪

♪ SING OUT...