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You're out late.

Oh, got club. Music practice.

Been a few burglaries.
Young black lads like yourself mostly.

You won't mind if we give you
a quick search, will you?

You're a good lad.
Won't take a minute.

- Sure.
- Arms out.

Hey!

Oi, oi, jungle patrol.

Just calm yourself down, sunshine.
It's a routine stop and search.

- There's been a few B and E's...
- I don't care if there's been a murder.

He's a school child.

In uniform!

- Is this your dad?
- Yeah.

You find anything?

- No.
- Then him can go.

Come.

Go on then, son.

And you watch your attitude, mate.

Can I change this?

Was an accident.

Why I come late.

Now listen me good.

When 'em stop you again,
don't make 'em handle you so.

You're not no roughneck. You hear?

What if they arrest me?

Don't worry about that.
I am the only authority you need.

I only warn you two things...

don't be no roughneck,
and don't bring no police to my yard.

You understand?

Yes, Dad.

Yes, what?

- Yes, Dad.
- Good.

Dad?

You gonna take all day?

You have an appointment?

Watch now. See.

If you take your time...

...don't rush in, you'll get your reward.

- Score me.
- Strikes again.

That's 28 points.

- Twenty-eight points!
- Scholar.

U.

I.

T.

- Sweet.

Daphne!

- I was waiting for that Q.
- Hm-hm.

It's right up to the triple score.

- Yeah.
- Come on. Who's got an S?

- It's simple, it's simple.
- Dad's still winning.

There we are.

And...

Pass.

Pass.

That's it. Well done.

Come on then. Come on then!

Fucking hell.

Come on!

- Fucking hell.
- Get your back into it, mate.

Wait, wait, wait.

So, I was saying, right,
so he goes over to this bloke,

and this bloke says, um,

"Oi, mate. Why'd you kick
that midget in the balls?"

The bloke says,
"Well, he was standing in front of my bird

saying her hair smells nice, weren't he?"

What are you like, mate?

I plead the fifth, me.

So what, do you fancy
a swifty tonight, then, or...?

And watch you
chat up barmaids all night? Nah.

Can't leave it in the car, can I?

They'd either let me tires down
or they'd nick it.

- Perks of the job, mate.
- Seriously?

Yeah, deadly mate, yeah.

Hey, so what's going on with you, then?

Have you made your move yet,

or are you still sitting at home
fiddling with yourself?

Shut it. Application's in the post, mate.

If forensics ain't more interesting
than research science, look, man, I...

Jesus Christ, mate. How many ti...
Are you still going on about that?

I mean, how many times have I told you,
you wanna get yourself on the beat?

You'd be perfect.

Look, you're well spoken,
you're clean-cut, you're a stand-up bloke.

Don't you reckon
you'd be perfect for that?

Don't know.

They've even got that campaign
for Afro-Caribbeans going, mate.

You wanna get yourself down there.

Great. I'll join up.

You should, ma... all right, no, no, no.
I tell you what, I tell you what.

Listen, you tell me when,
and I'll take you for a spin around.

That'll get your blood racing. Trust me.

All right.

Is that a yes?

- Yeah.
- Yes?

Yes!

Yes.

- Okay. Okay.
- Wow, right?

Let's go this way. Come on.

Oh, I can't wait.
Finally a place of our own.

Move out of your dad's.

Wow. All ours. The whole space.

Not for long. Aren't you
forgetting someone else?

Ooh, who am I forgetting?
Am I forgetting you?

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for...
- Come on.

We'll put the bed there,
don't you think? For the light?

- Yeah.
- Hm.

- Yeah, this is nice.
- Hm.

I love it.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

Mm.

You know that bloke I go running with? Ed.

- Mm.
- He's a good, good, solid guy.

Mm?

We're talking and stuff about work,

and he reckons
I'd make a good police officer.

On the beat rather than forensics.

So do I.

Yeah... well, you would...

...because you're not even really
interested in flipping research science.

It's not you.

You want to be seen doing your job
and setting a standard.

What's that supposed to mean?

It is a good, solid job
with a uniform you would die for.

Much better than a boring old lab coat.

You can be physical, and...

...it appeals to your macho,
vain sensibility.

Please.

Brick rigid,
everything done to the letter...

The Julie mango fall close
to the root, isn't it?

See you later.

Afternoon, Ken. All right?

All right, man.
One portion of chips, please.

Have a good day.

- You too.
- Take care.

Can I help you?

- This yours?
- Of course it's mine.

Well, you're blocking the highway.

- No, I'm not.
- That's a 50 quid fine.

- You not see the people coming through?
- Are you arguing with me?

I'm not arguing with you,
you just make a mistake.

Wait there.

You know the regulation?
Because I do.

Watch here.
That is two foot from the...

What the?

For what?

What you doing?
Oi! Get off him! Get off him! Oi!

Watch your fucking mouth, son!

My name is...
Kenneth Logan...

My name is Kenneth Logan!

Welcome to my world,
the lovely world of science.

I'm sure you're all excited.

No? All right.

Okay, guys, uh, we've got
your standard equipment over there

as well as your fun stuff.

Uh, so what we're interested in right now

are the results of chemotherapy's impact
on cancer patients.

Now this is something that we're doing
detailed research...

Excuse me.

Leroy.

Come on then.

Come on then! Come on then!

Leee's on tour. He says hello.

Yeah, bet he does, the wanderer.
Where's he now?

Australia, America, you name it.

And how are you doing?

Good. I'm good.

I got my application.

But you never fill it.

Look, I thought about it, but I've
wanted to do forensics since A Levels.

Maybe even longer.

Leroy.

Yes, Auntie?

I know you practically all your life.

You smart enough for research science,

forensics, whatever you choose.

But when I think about you sitting
behind a desk alone, I can't see it.

You and Leee are the same.

You need to get out there
and express yourself, Leroy.

Your talent does not lie
behind closed doors.

It should be a benefit to the community.

I've been a police liaison
since you were a child.

Your life is yours and not anyone else's.

Well, obviously, you know,
we are keeping an eye on the area

and we're trying to...
make sure young lads behave.

Anyway, we'll be in touch and,
um, look after yourself. All right?

Everything all right?

Yeah, yeah. It's just a bit
of petty vandalism, that's all.

It's nothing to worry about.

I don't know, man. There's loads
of smashed windows round this way.

Mostly Asians.

That's why you gotta know
the territory, mate.

You know, it's...
grassroots community police

and all that good stuff.

We'll know if it's racists soon enough.

- You strapped in?
- Yeah, mate.

I don't suppose you get
many people from my background.

Science. Thought I'd be the first.

Mr. Logan, have you or any of your family
come in direct contact with the police?

What do you mean?

Have you or any of your relatives
been arrested and detained,

whether charged
or released with no further action?

No. Never.

If I may, I just wanted to say I applied
to combat negative attitudes.

There are divisions and misunderstandings
and I think I could change that.

If I'm allowed, of course.

You're right. Attempts to interact
with your people have fallen quite short.

Recruits from your background,
might be better placed perhaps,

to show where we're going wrong.

Well, I agree with you
one hundred percent.

I think we need to look each other
in the eye, man to man.

Given the chance
we'll soon realize we're not different.

I've tried jellied eels,
so if the boys are up for it

I'll have them eating rice and peas
in no time, I promise you that.

Thank you, Mr. Logan.

Thanks for your time, Mr. Purling.

Please, Kenneth, not at all.

I'm sorry I can't say more
at this early stage,

but I have to say if you were white
these charges wouldn't stand.

Do try and hold on to the fact that you
have a tentative case for unlawful arrest.

- I'll be in touch.
- Right.

So what do you think?

Me not know.
Him keep on 'bout how me case tentative.

Imagine.
And he supposed to be on our side.

There's a whole heap of charges, Dad.

Obstructing the highway,
assaulting an officer, resisting arrest.

So what you saying?

No, I'm...

Do... do you think it would help
to get in touch

with the Commission for Racial Equality,
see if they can...

No, Dad, she's right. It would help to get
the backing of an organization like that.

Just make the solicitor gwaan
and do him job.

I want my day in court.

I want see them
dirty police officer in the dock.

I wanna look in 'em eye.

Go there, Leroy.

Whoo!

Okay! My waist got better.
Loosening up.

- Shit!
- Sorry.

That's a £500 fricking carpet, man.

I'm sorry, mate.
Why you worrying so much?

If I lived in a place like this
I wouldn't worry about nothing, man.

Watch the moves. Watch the moves.

You best stop
before you break something.

I'm getting better.

You wanna hear something mad?

- Turn the music off for?

- What?
- I wanna join the force.

What? Are you gonna be
a Jedi or something?

No, no, no, ah...

I wanna join the police force.

Why you doing your face like that?

Don't act as if your mom
didn't work for them.

Yeah, police liaison.
Mom worked with the beast, not for them.

Are you serious?

Look, if a man like me was to stop you,
do you think I'd drapes you up?

Yeah, well this isn't America, Leroy.
Black police aren't all over the shop.

Yeah, that's exactly the point.

Don't you think it's time
things were different?

What, so your dad can get his head buzzed
by a brother instead?

No. Not really.

I thought you were cool.
What happened to you?

Yes?

We're looking for Mr. Logan.

For what?

Uh... to verify his place
of residence, sir.

Are you related to Mr. Logan?

I am Mr. Logan.

W-we're here to check
Leroy Logan's address

as part of his application process
to join the police force, Mr. Logan.

- What?
- So...

You lie!

Kenneth! What happened?

Don't blasted well Kenneth me.

Is you put that raas foolishness
in my son head!

You see what them done to me,

but you still fill up him head
with nonsense.

Leroy is my son! Not yours.

And just because
your boy turned out funny don't...

Don't you dare pass your mouth on my son!

First thing, Leroy's not a boy, second,
how the hell you come to my front door...

Who else cozy up with the police
like she and them size?

Me? Him mother? Or is you?

What idiot sense it make
to stoop and join the police?

Man have PhD!

Ohh. So you feel it's my fault?

Is you make him gwaan so!

Is only you want work with the police
and friend them up

and God knows what else, because you
no have no man to sweet you...

Talk about me? Look at your stubborn self.

Don't watch me! You take air from
your wife's mouth so she can't breathe.

Treat your daughter-in-law like dirt.

Make you son pack up and leave.

Now step from my door.
Damn raas!

Dad?

Hello?

- Relax.

Dad?

You don't hear me calling you?

Okay, I'm sorry the police came
to your door. I sincerely apologize...

I would have to find out for myself.

You want throw you education
down the toilet and for what?

I send you to learn
so you could fight the people them ways.

I keep you in the house
to protect you from the boy them,

so you don't mash up your life!

You were supposed to take what you learn
and show all ah we a different way.

What did you expect?!
Isn't that what you taught us?

Isn't that what you drilled into us?
Study every hour God send!

Don't leave the house
or mix with the black kids!

Educate ourselves
at the expense of our lives!

You made us feel like
we could be a part of everything.

You wanted us more British
than the British.

At least this way, Dad,
I can change things.

Dad, seriously, what do you think I am?

I really don't know.

Wow.

Dad.

Do you mind just...

- Dad, I'm sure if we discussed things...
- Get out of my house.

Get out of my house!

You don't hear me?
Get out of me raasclaat sight! Now!

Why? Why? Why? Why? What are
you doing? Why? Why? All right. I'm gone.

Let's go, please.

Leroy?

Can we go? Let's go!

Leroy? Leroy, wait!

- Leroy, wait, no! Leroy!

We should go soon.
We're gonna be late.

You're not gonna be by your own.
You're not gonna be by yourself.

You can call Mom anytime. You can
go 'round to the house. Don't mind Dad.

- All right?

That's easy for you to say.

I'm not going 'round there without you.

Darling. Right now I need your support.

That's all I need.

You say it like you didn't have it before.

Hey.

What you are doing is important.

Hmm.

So make it count.

- I love you.
- I love you.

Let us pray.

Lord, let us be thankful for the food
you graciously provide.

May you protect your servant, Leroy,
whom we love and cherish.

Please keep him safe for
his six weeks police training at Hendon

and grant us the wisdom
to accept his decision

even as we struggle in our ignorance
to understand it.

In your everlasting name and glory, Amen.

Amen.

Mmm. The rice and peas lovely,
Miss Jesse.

You cook it with cream coconut, Auntie?

Yes. That and the white rice.
Both cook same way.

I love the sweetness of your chicken.

How did you get it like that?

I put a little Demerara in the oil.
Just a pinch.

I never cook with sugar.

That's authentic St. Lucian, right?

Hm.

Yeah. Us Jamdowns cook it differently.

Traditionally, we season the meat,
make a hole in the ground,

put the meat in, bury it.

Cook it till it falls off the bone.
It's just... mmm, it's nice.

That's jerk, right?

Yeah, jerk chicken, jerk pork.
Maroon back of yard style cuisine.

It's all good.

So you been making any new music, Leee?

Did you see me on Top of the Pops?

Yeah. I loved your last tune.

I loved it too.

You know, Leroy wanted to be in the band.

What you talking about?
That's not the case.

- That's not how I remember it.
- You didn't tell me that.

- Babe, don't listen to him.
- You didn't tell me that.

Eat your food.

- Okay.
-

- Ah, yes, Leroy...
- Bah! See...

All right, take care.

You take care.
Oh, I'm so proud of you.

Make I drive you Hendon.

Gretl was gonna drive me.

It's okay. I am tired anyway.
They will take me home.

- You sure?
- I'll wait by the car.

- All right.
- Okay. See you.

- Bye, Mom.
- Bye. Thanks.

Leroy!

All right?

Hi, mate. Leroy Logan.

Greg Huggan. Come in.
You just arrived too?

Yeah.

Excuse me while I just finish up.

That's a wicked crease, man.
You could draw blood from that.

Sandhurst, mate.
You won't get sharper.

- Tell you what, I'll show you.
- Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Uh, make yourself at home.

Yeah, thank you. Mate, the music.

Ah, Marvin. You like?

- Love. Love.

By the left, quick march!

Attention! Right dress!

Parade-shun!

Ready for your inspection, sir.

Hello, everyone.

Um...

Yeah, where I grew up,
no one does nothing, do they?

You know, it's a bunch
of flippin' no-hopers

in the same place,
doing the same things.

But you know, I ain't into all that.
Like drinking, dole, and mucking about.

I did me "A" levels,
and had a few years cadets,

so this lark made sense.

That's me.

Thank you, David.

You fancy going?

Uh, I'm Leroy Logan. Hi, everyone.

Uh... I wrote a ton of stuff,
but none of it matters.

Uh, I'm just chuffed to be here,
in all honesty.

One thing that I will say outright:
I'm not here to make any friends.

I'm here to help to bring change
to this organization from the inside-out.

And hopefully we do that.

Thank you, Leroy.

Does everyone understand the instructions?

Anyone not understand the instructions?

Well, let's see. This is the bleep test.

Your aim is to get to the green line
before the bleeper goes.

First bleep will go out
after five seconds.

Three, two, one.

Come on, lads!

Thank you very much, PC Logan.

Right, lads.
You all know the drill.

Once you step in here, you have to subdue
and disarm the berserker.

Any problems...
remember your training.

You ready?

Are you fucking ready?

Fucking ready!

Good. Now, get in there.

Come on!

Formation! Forward!

All right, lads. Calm down.

That's enough!

Good job, guys.

Come on, it's not a fucking tea party.

Well done, PC Taylor.

Well recovered.
Good, Pierce. Well done.

Brilliant stuff, Logan. Good lad.

But this is the tough bit.

You have to face that man
or woman in the dock.

The defendant.

Give evidence against them
and secure a conviction.

And this leads us on
to a further question.

How can we move
from your traditional bobby,

one that I believe your average civilian
considers outdated,

into, well, someone who better reflects
the world out there?

Mr. Logan?

I think we need to get back
into the community. Don't we?

You know, find them where they live.
Build genuine trust.

To quote Robert Peel,

"The police are the public
and the public are the police."

You can't see it no other way.

Thank you, Leroy. Well said.

Be seated.

Well, you are to be congratulated,
PC Logan.

From an intake
of what I am reliably informed

was a very strong group of recruits,

it appears that you've
come through with flying colors.

I see you've performed creditably
in all your courses:

law, police process and procedure,
and physical training.

Our best all-round recruit in fact.
Very well done.

It's been a privilege, sir.

As you are now
a probationary constable,

you will be assigned
to street duties at N Division.

And with all this in mind,

it has been suggested
that you be invited

to be the new face
of the current recruitment drive

for colored officers.

How does that sound?

It's an honor, sir.

Excellent. We are indebted to you.

As a matter of interest, why did you
want to join the police force?

It's always been an ambition
of mine since I was a little boy.

I feel I have a calling
to protect and serve.

And that was through
your friend's mother, yes?

The police liaison officer,
Mrs. Jesse Stephens?

Yes.

And finally, how is your father
getting on presently?

Strong and healthy, sir.

Excellent.
Well, thank you, PC Logan.

You are dismissed.

Thank you.

So what do I
tell sprog? A relief?

Willis?

Oh, I love that!

Yeah, all right. Nice one.

Ah, fantastic, good stuff.

All right, mate.

Come here.
Show you what's what.

Ah, Golden Boy.

Grab a seat.

Good report. It's very good.

They obviously rate you.

Thank you. Made friends
for life, I hope.

Yeah, I reckon you did.

Yes, sir.

And a dickie bird tells me
you grew up here. That right?

Yeah.

Working your home turf.

- Yes, sir, I am.
- Good man.

And you're doing the ad
for colored recruits?

Yes.

Good to have a top bobby
in the ranks, but this isn't training.

You've got a right jungle to work.

You know that.

Dismissed.

Thank you, sir.

Wicked police, boy.

Dirty Babylon!

Whaa! Babylon be true!

Fucking bounty.

What'm Coconut?

What'm Judas?

That's Constable Judas to you.

- Yeah?
- Move out the way!

Sorry, folks. Excuse me.
PC, can I have a quick word?

Excuse me.

Asif, mate.

I appreciate your, uh,
experience in these matters,

right, yeah, but it's not particularly
helpful to speak Indian.

It's, uh, it's Urdu, not Indian.

Oh, beg your pardon.
Sorry, mate, yeah.

'Course. Urdu.

Nevertheless, representing
the Force as you do,

I think English
might be a better choice.

All right.

Do you, uh, speak English?

A little, little.

Can you slowly just describe
what they looked like?

Just... two men came from there.

- Yeah.
- They were white.

I sometimes ask myself
if it's worth it, you know.

When you're working for people
who don't appreciate you

or wanna listen to what we could
actually add to the organization.

Hm-hm.

I got friends who don't even
speak to me anymore.

Call me a traitor.

Ohh. Why am I doing this, man?

Why are you doing it?

You have a degree.

You were a research scientist?

That's like...
that's like demoting yourself

from being a chef to doing the bins.

I just feel like someone's
gotta be the bridge.

And when you're doing that,
you just realize you're alone.

Tell me about it.

I don't see joining the Force
as a demotion.

I see it as serving my community
the best way I can.

Someone's gotta take out the rubbish.

Let's go for it.

- Yeah.
- Okay.

So...

what is the definition of "theft"?

The dishonest taking of someone's
property, innit.

- Come on now. Be serious.

Is that how you are going to answer them?

You're going up for promotion,
not an argument down the pub.

All right, all right.
So say, strictly speaking,

theft is a dishonest taking of property,

that definition has a number of variations
depending on the stolen object.

So, if I was to say to you,
"You stole my motor car,"

that would imply
that the theft is permanent.

But there's also non-permanent
theft like, you know,

joyriding and all dem tings dere.

Better.

Okay, define
"stop and search" now.

Okay... skip that.

Let's try the Misuse of Drugs Act.

All right,

The Misuse of Drugs Act is...

- You don't even know this.
- I think it's pretty basic, love.

The suspicion that any person...

...is taking drugs.

Here, Mr. Man? Mr. Man?

How you do?

How you do?

Do you enjoy being
back at work, Mr. Logan?

Hm.

- Just me.

Saa.

Hello.

You all right, Dad?

- Mum.
- Hi.

Hey. You okay?

- You okay, hm?
- Mm-hmm.

- That's your daddy. Ohh.
- Okay.

You okay? You good?

Everyone all right?

Yes, we very, very good.
Just have a nice afternoon tea.

Don't it?

What about you?
Everything okay at work?

Yeah, everything's good.

Uh, got mates.

Um, Ed's been promoted out of the area,

but we're... we're still in touch,
and Greg too. He's good.

- He's over at Sudbury...
- You ready for war?

Them give we a court date.

Take almost a year,
but them do it.

That's good, Dad.
That's good.

Mm-hmm.

Yuh father never stop chat 'bout it,

day and night inna me ear.

- Oi!
- Shit!

Inside. Inside, inside.

You all right, mate?

You all right?

No?

- Ohh.
- Oh, my god.

Oh, my days!
Crowns, look at you!

Ohh!

Lee said that you joined up,
you know, but I thought no way!

What you doing here, man?

Uh, they used to call me Crowns
back in the day.

This is PC Miller.

Uh, we actually came to chat
to some of your boys.

Caught them hanging around vehicles.

Once they clocked us,
they scarpered and dropped this.

Mmm, they been smashing windows again?

Yeah, we suspect so.

All right, then, well, you might
as well just come and look around.

- Yeah, sure.
- I'm sure they've legged it, though.

Ah, it's all good. Good. How you been?

Look at... I can't believe it, man.
Police, you know!

Follow me.

There's a door to the back.

Dad.

Them ready for us?

Not quite, Kenneth.

We won't be going to court.
The police have officially capitulated.

Wait. How?

Just like that?
What's going on?

Well, you've a fair judge

and a substantial number of witnesses,

plus the fact that the police
have dropped all charges against you.

If I'm perfectly honest,
I think they knew they'd lose.

Dropped all charges?
But he's innocent.

So that's it? We won?

It's not so much a win as a recognition
of their chances of victory, Daphne.

They'll settle out of court.

You'll probably get a substantial
payout, Kenneth.

I warrant they'll want
to avoid the publicity,

given your son.

What do you say, Dad?

They're playing a long game,
and it's not ideal, but...

it's better than nothing.

I want my day in court.

I want look in them eye.

That's what them promise, right?
In this country? Your day.

Yes, they do.

So the best we can do is a draw?

Goin' toilet.

Right, you're on.

Come up my cousin's wedding,

watch us go on the hit and miss,

eat a ton of food and party
like your lot, you know.

Probably more... wild, you know...

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
what do you mean?

Jamaicans are the original
party people, remember that.

What!

Why d'you think they call us Jamdown?

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah?

All I'm saying to him,
did he see who done it?

And he's talking to me in another
language.

I have no idea what he's saying!

He's wobbling his head and talking...

I can't understand a flippin' word.

Imagine, he's been
in this country how long?

Now of course his daughter comes over,

starts giving it all that

saying how disrespectful I am,
and don't speak to her father like that.

Who's being disrespectful?

He can't even speak to me in English!

If she'd had gone on much longer,
I'd have nicked the silly cow.

Then those Blacks came along, started
causing trouble as well, didn't they.

For a moment, genuinely,

I thought I was in that film Zulu.

Bloody wogs, mate. All the same.

Right, mate? Yeah.

Well, I don't know who did that.

I just come in and saw it.

That's bang out of order, huh?
It's a disgrace.

Next time one of you fuckers want
to write this on my fucking locker,

do it while I'm fucking here!
You fucking pussies.

You see what happened last night?

It was crazy, man.
We need to do that again.

You all right, star?

I heard you play the piano the other day.

It was good stuff.

You into music?

You should take it up properly, you know.

You're dead good.
Start a group or something.

Nah.

Come on.
I've got a mate who done it.

He's in the band Imagination.

Tours the world. Has all the girl,
"Waaa, waaa, Leee, Leee."

- Imagination?
- Yeah.

My best mate Leee's the lead singer.

I reckon you can do it.
What d'you reckon?

Nah. Nah, that's not for me.

That's for other people.

Get up. Move!

I've told you!
What did I tell you?

Fucking black cunt!

You got a problem?

Yeah, I do. Excessive force is not on.

Listen. Out there it is us and them.

You whistle, we come.
That's how it works.

So you can stand there
playin' community liaison,

or you can piss off and let us do our job.

'Cause if you can't learn how it works,

then the last thing you'll feel

is some fucker sticking a knife
in your back.

- You all right, mate?
- Move from the door man! Fucking traitor!

What you one of them, yeah?
You one of them? You one of them?

Come back here!

Fuck you, man. Fuck you!

You fucking traitor!
Fucking coconut, Oreo biscuit.

It's the bounty.
Let's fuck off. Fuck's sake.

Just one second.

Felicia!

Just asking a question.

Ay.

All right, Crowns.

Hey, Linda. Quick question.

Mmm.

Have you seen that kid, Abraham?

You know, the piano player.
I've been looking for him everywhere.

Oh man, sweet Abraham?
He got knifed over Sullivan Court.

His mum's sent him
to his aunt's for his safety.

Is he okay?

I'm not sure, mate. I thought
your lot would've heard about that.

If I hear anything,
I'll let you know, yeah.

Please, yeah. Please.
I'm looking for him.

- All right.
- Yeah.

- Keep your ears out, yeah?
- All right.

All units, November section.

Premises at Holloway industrial estate.

We've got some suspects
reported there. Over.

Three-six-zero responding.

Control, three-sixty on site.
Backup requested.

Stop! Police!

In pursuit of suspect.
Requesting backup. Over.

This is
PC Leroy Logan requesting backup.

Ohh!

Stop resisting! Stop resisting!

Aah! Aah!

Dave, call for backup.

Get in. Get in.

Twenty minutes it took us from Wessex.

There's cars around the fucking corner!

You're all over the radio.
The bastards didn't back you up!

Waaayyy!

Ah, so, okay, okay. So I was a victim
when playing a friendly game.

We're playing a friendly game,
and then he does all that!

How do you take that long
to do a shot like that?

Why didn't you lot back me?

Can't talk? All of you guys
are good at talking.

Why didn't you back me?
Simple question.

You normally speak.
Why didn't you back me?

Huh?

Oh, okay.

Why didn't you back me?

You're silent now.
Why didn't you back me?

I'm out there on the field with no backup.

Answer the question.

Are you deaf?

Well, you're not men.

- It's a struggle. I'm sick of this.
- Hey, leave it.

- Hey, man.
- Leave it.

Get your hands off me.

You back me up
or you get slapped up.

How 'bout that?

At ease.

It says we were impressed
with your interview skills

and you scored highly on both the written

and fitness portion of the...
what did I tell you, mate.

I tell you. We absolutely...

Oh, your joking...

Clean sweep, innit.

He'll understand.

Um, eh, no, actually. Not just now.

Lemme get back to you. Okay, yep.

What couldn't wait?

I wanna talk about this.

What about it?

Come on, don't play games with me, sir.

I passed that test, and you know it.

Look, I just want a fair crack,
like everyone else.

Games?

What are you insinuating?

You were treated equally
like everyone else.

So why haven't I moved up?
Beck has. Why not me?

Because sometimes in life
it's better to just blend in.

Now, that test was fair.

I'm sorry if you feel otherwise.
There's no special treatment here.

Did I say dismissed?

How's your back?

Fine, sir.

Dismissed.

You all right, mate?

What happened?

Good luck with this lot, yeah.

What d'you mean by that?
Already?

Not one officer looks like me.

Not one.

I joined the Police Force
to bring change, period.

I dunno. I just dunno, Grets.
And now Asif is gone...

Don't know what?

- I just dunno if...
- You're talking about giving in.

- No, maybe...
- You?

You... Leroy, you're talking
about giving in. You.

You didn't join to be in a group.

You do it for the people who get
stopped and searched and beaten.

The ones who get thrown
in jail for nothing,

the folk who respect you.

You talk about yourself.

What about the sacrifice
I make supporting you?

You think it's easy?

Huh?

No.

And now you want to drop out?

For those racists?

Really?

- It's just hard.

Just me.

Hello?

Mum?

Hyacinth?

All right, Dad.

Where's Mum and Hyacinth?

Hyacinth take you mother to bingo.

My mother.

Let me tell you what my mother
used to say to me.

She says, "Son...

...if I walk past a cemetery...

...and I see you dig grave...

...and that's all you can do
'cause you have no learning..."

She says, "I will be upset...

...but if I pass by there...

...and you digging graves
with an education...

...then that is what you chose to do...

...and I must support that."

My mother, boy.

You know I find?

The world, it just...

...move forward.

Always do.

Big change.

That is a slow-turning wheel.

Sometimes I think...

...the earth needs to be scorched.

Replant it...

...so something good will come of it.

Something good.