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Further rioting took police across the globe last

night on the eve of another crisis summit of the G-20,

experts are estimating at world wide to date that the

civil descent has called in excess of twenty-six billion

dollars worth of damage to public buildings,

lost tourism, and public sector strikes.

Here in the UK, the metropolitan police are

cutting costs to police overtime the last six months

at over forty million pounds.

When challenged by the opposition leader to put a

price on the riots in England the prime minister suggested

that the violence seen in the UK was contained and not

comparable to other countries were lawlessness and

government corruption on financial irresponsibility

has recently come to light.

Political analysts saw this as a direct comment on the

unearthing of financial anomalies on the levels

of debt construed by some European administrations

following the withdrawal from the Euro

by both Greece and Portugal.

As has become the norm of late, no government minister

was prepared to come on the program this morning

to discuss the situation.

The chancellor will be making a statement to the house

later today ahead of the second emergency budget that

he will be presenting to the commons next week.

The pressure is on him to reverse what some consider

to be peculiar cuts in public services that have seen

waiting lists increase hospitals across England,

schools having to lay off much needed classroom assistance,

and fire and rescue services holding fund raising events to

pay for much equipment in rural areas...

♪♪

[Radio newscast plays in the background]

[A crying baby]

[Police sirens from the distance]

[A knock at the door]

Al! fucking Al Cal, you little nancy boy!

It's about bloody time.

You got my message then?

Oh you could have killed me with your surprise entrance.

Your mum being ill is near 'bout fucking killed me.

I could kill ya. Come here.

Why? Handsome now.

Look at you.

Put your bag down settle in.

Settle in.

Oh I am so glad you are here.

It's been so hard going up see to your mum,

give her the news you know? Cheer her up you know.

Anyway.

Yea I was traveling where you go to?

You just up and left didn't ya.

You got my boyfriend in toe?

You are good and after all she put you though.

She ain't got long now, you know?

I reckon you just got here on time.

She don't know you're coming.

It was idea you see.

Proper hard times it is.

You got any money on you?

You might qualify for a funeral loan.

We thought about that.

What have you been up to.

What am I going to do I'm just a lodger here you see?

I ain't got no where to go, but I've been part of the family...

Brought you up didn't I. When she went inside.

Do you think the counsel would give me the house?

I mean sitting tenant like it don't seem right going to

some foreign family.

Know what I mean?

Lots of memories here.

[Car alarm in the distance]

[Man cursing in the distance]

Who are you?

Her son.

How she doing?

Comfortable.

She never mentioned you.

Did she do these?

Yea, she works on them everyday.

Visiting time is over.

I'm afraid you are going to have to leave.

[Phone ringing]

So, my colleague tells me you're here to sign on.

I have a few questions first to see if we have any suitable

positions available.

Do you have any ID?

I looked at the boards and stuff.

Didn't see nothing.

No jobs.

Well let's remain positive for now shall we.

What age are you?

Twenty one.

Any qualifications?

No.

Where have you been working?

Traveling Europe - working in kitchens and stuff.

Kitchen help or cooking?

Anything I could find.

And how long have you been doing this?

About three years.

Do you have any proof of employment history?

Not on me.

Well, without this information it might affect your claim.

We need proof of you being displaced if we're to proceed.

Any claim might be affected if you took yourself out of a job.

Look.

I came home because my mum is in the hospital.

I am looking for work, but I need help with rent and stuff.

I've only got a few quid left and I need food and that.

Where are you staying?

At my mum's.

Can I get any help?

Would you say that you were her carer?

No.

She's in hospital.

Look, can I make a claim?

[phone ringing]

What the fuck!

Get off me!

I said get off me you drunk cow!

I will screw you straight.

Your mum.

[Drunken mumbling]

There is a phenomenon spreading across the UK.

Occupancy.

We first saw it in Athens, then Spain, with rapid growth across

America and eighty countries around the world.

Now here in Bristol we have a group of protestors

threatening to occupy College Green.

The general thrust of their protest is to highlight job

prospects with the focus of responsibility firming on the

shoulders of corporate greed and financial mismanagement by

governments and banks bailed out by the tax payer.

The general feel here is peaceful but a sense

that events could rapidly escalate.

This is absolutely ridiculous.

I just want to go downtown

and give them a piece of my mind.

This is absolutely evil.

So your benefit has been cut?

Yes my benefit has been cut.

I used to get a hundred pound a week

and now it has drop down to twenty pound a week.

I'm thinking how am I going to pay.

How am I going to cope?

Feeding the baby or just taking my medication.

I can't.

Its just impossible.

♪♪

Do as I say. You understand?

I own you boy.

Please!

[Man screaming]

Oi!

Piss off.

There is nothing to see here.

Leave him alone.

I said there is nothing to see here.

I said.

Leave him alone.

You what?

This is now mine.

Just leave it.

For fucks sake.

My fucking passport!

Oi!

You want this back?

Just give it back.

Get in.

[Wind chimes]

No extra charge you have two cocks to play with tonight.

Enjoy.

I love cock suckers.

I love capitalism.

It killed communism

and now it's killing me with its generosity.

Jason, take him and give our regular bonus to Ryan.

I counted this for you.

Open the bloody door!

Open the fucking door!

Where's Cal?

I thought you said you didn't want him anywhere near you.

I didn't want him to see me.

Not like this. That's all.

Of course not, credit me Cath.

(church bells)

(moaning)

(laughing)

[Dog barking]

Where's that bloke?

Ivan?

I don't know where he lives.

You got to get me my passport back.

How?

Why don't you go get us some drinks with that.

(sirens)

(helicopter)

Careful mate. Foofs up there.

Fucking damn it.

Let me see your face.

Get the fucking stuff.

Do it.

(yelling) Sweetheart.

I'm sorry.

Move the fucker.

Scumbag.

Where's the stuff?

What are you talking about?

Where's the stuff?

£7.43 and some ID please.

I need first aid kits.

I said I need some ID please.

Reports that a fire engine was attacked earlier as it was

trying to attend a building reported as a squat which had

been set of fire deliberately.

The flash point for tonight violence appears to be favoured

on one particular super market chain, and footage sent to

IBN earlier this evening clearly shows at one point

the police losing control of the situation.

Well it's not going down very well.

The comments made by prime minister yesterday describing

these protestors as nothing more than ...

[commotion & yelling]

Not the place for millionaire politicians to criticize those

on the front line of the cuts.

This is Phil Trip.

IBM.

Back to the studio.

Ow!

I found it.

That's mine!

Lets fuck this place up.

Get the fuck out of here!

We should go.

You can't.

They took his drugs.

He's going to kill me.

I'm fucked.

That cunt's really missing you.

He's gonna kill me.

What's your story lad?

Nothing special.

How bout yours?

I used to study drama.

I shouldn't have let him come though

and I got behind on rent.

So my landlord introduced me to Ivan.

One introduction I had my rent paid

and my cock sucked. It was easy.

Why didn't you ask your parents for help?

I couldn't.

My dad had just lost his job and going though the house

getting repossessed.

Anyway, next rent came due and Ivan appeared again.

This time the partner was gross.

I said I couldn't.

So he softened me up with some Charlie and that's it.

I'm a cliché now - thrown off my course.

My parents won't talk to me.

There's worse things I could be doing.

Could be mugging old ladies.

What about yours?

Come on, tell me something.

What's your favorite color?

I'm going to guess blue.

Cause you look a little down today.

It's been a fucked up day.

Is this your mum's place?

Will she mind me being here?

She won't even know.

Why?

We like that t-shirt.

Fits well dunnit.

Very nice.

Very very nice.

So does he snore then?

Does he?

Oh, this is why your door was locked last night then.

Had your boyfriend round didn't ya?

I won't tell your mum though she won't approve.

She don't get it, but I'm alright with it though.

Sort of... I don't mind sharing ya...

Neither did she...

Shit it's too early to talk about all that.

Come on here and have a drink.

Lovely looking boy.

Jason.

Lovely name too.

Looks good in boxers.

It's not my boyfriend.

He helped me out last night.

Like I said I will be out here later today.

At least you got some milk with my money then.

No food though?

I was gonna, but...

Well I got your mum a lil gift from you.

I'll be off then.

Thanks for your help last night.

You can stay longer if you need to.

Get yourself sorted.

Are you kidding?

I've got to pay Ivan back for all that gear.

He won't let that go.

I've got to work.

Don't look at me like that.

Don't you dare moralize.

I'm at rock bottom.

What about you?

You know my story. I don't know yours.

I know your mum's dying.

She's been in prison she's fucked you up I guess.

Fucking velvet rage.

Did I touch a nerve or something?

Maybe I'll stick around to hear

another installment from your Auntie Jane.

Look I didn't mean that.

I'm sorry.

It's your business.

I am grateful for last night.

And I could do it another night away from...

Here.

Take this.

Go get some food.

You look like you're going out.

Probably best if I didn't go.

(phone ringing)

So would you say that you were your mother's carer?

I've been though this with you already.

Look.

Can I get some money or at least a job?

Well.

It's a little more complicated then that.

You brought your documents in.

That's good.

We've made some copies now I'm just going to

put you in the system.

I'm already in the fucking system!

Unfortunately without a clear employment history or record

of tax contributions there is no great deal we can

do for your present.

Your claim is being rejected.

Well, thanks a fucking bunch!

Enjoy your coffee and your life.

Where's Jane?

She has gone to hospital to see your mum.

For fucks sake!

What?

Hey, you alright?

Yea.

Can I get a smoke from you?

Well, what's your name?

I'm Cal.

What's your name bud?

I'm Keith.

How you doing?

You hiring?

Does this look like a job center?

I seem smelly?

It's what you want boy.

Somebody get me started.

It's a new economy out there.

Five hundreds notes will get you signed up.

Even junkies are in a recession.

Mrs. Miller.

I understand you spoken to one of the team

and you've asked not to be resuscitated.

Just need to check that you understand what you are saying

and I'm also wondering have you

spoken this over with your son?

I didn't want him to have to make this decision.

Hey, got any jobs?

Grunts work.

Cleaning pans washing floors.

Six pounds a hour with references.

I've worked in European kitchens as a sous chef.

Six pound a hour with references.

Three pounds without.

No food prep just cleaning.

You got a uniform?

I got whites.

But no references?

No.

I can batinette, dice, allumette, mince, julienne...

But no references.

Not on me.

Look.

I will work for free for a week to prove it.

Shit.

We're fucked!

The whole place stink.

I've got a idea.

But I don't think you are going to like it.

We don't have any buckets.

Relax.

She's got everything we need.

I think this is it.

Excellent, come on in.

♪♪

Oi. How much we'd get?

Ha ha.

Come on show me.

Fucking hell.

Like you said.

Easy money.

Get in.

I know you won't like this but he he's got a lovely boyfriend.

Good influence I think.

You know, nicely spoken too.

Student I think.

Got a few issues. If you know what I mean.

I ain't heard no shagging

so he might be a catholic or something.

Still, lovely none the same.

Shut my mouth shouldn't I?

You don't want to hear about muggers and all.

What am I saying?

How you doing?

Is it nice to have Cal back?

Have you told him what's going on yet?

How bad it is.

You don't exactly know what's going on

but he ain't stupid, Cath.

It's the last days innit.

I'm sorry.

It's just so hard.

I want to tell him but I won't. You got to do it.

Do you hear me?

How's the art therapy going then?

Let's have a look.

Oh.

That's beautiful Cath.

It's really getting there.

It's proper gorgeous that is.

Wait till he sees it.

Jane says your mum hates you being gay.

What else did she tell you?

Not a lot.

Do you want to go back to Uni?

Do you want to go back to France?

It's a bit hard without my bloody passport.

Come on let's go.

So, do you have a boyfriend?

Had.

What happened?

How'd you get in here?

Don't want to tell you to fuck off.

I don't want to see you.

I don't want you here.

Janie tells me you're still a shirt lifter.

Queer.

Faggot.

It's hard to reckon with you being mine.

Fuck off.

Please.

Get out of here.

You come to kill me with your dirty homo kissing.

Come to see your dying mum.

Bring her chocolates and flowers.

Get out of here.

Shall I put the chair out in front of the door?

Don't bother.

It's probably the drugs that made your mum so harsh.

Whatever.

What she can't see won't hurt her.

(moaning)

Oi!

And what is wrong with tea?

I don't like it without milk.

Well good job I bought some last night then.

Sugar?

Fuckin hell. You got sugar too?

I think we all got some sugar last night.

And if you didn't well honestly you should have.

I thought you gays were at it like rabbits.

Almost as manly as Mick here.

We went a little gay ourselves last night didn't we?

Walked on the wild side.

God my ass is raw this morning.

I'm sorry are you going in?

Thinking about it.

Who did you want to see?

Me mum.

Cath Miller.

Ah.

Has anyone told you what to expect?

Nothing.

The prognosis isn't good.

You've arrived just in time.

Cause I'm not sure she's going to pull through.

Of course we are making her as comfortable as possible and

treating the pain with as much permitted medication

as we can.

And she's very strong.

But I don't think its going to be very long now.

How long?

Very soon.

You being here will help.

She has been telling us all about your travels

you've just come back from France is that right?

Good afternoon ladies.

What you looking at?

Nothing.

Be happy.

I don't care if his dick smells like rotting flesh

if he wants it sucked, you fucking suck it.

Just like a real professional.

Jason come.

Jason.

Where's Jason?

Jason.

Jason.

(beep beep)

(dog barking)

Come on.

Let him out.

Where are you headed?

I have a little business for you and for you to if you're

interested it's worth five hundred pounds each

and no sex involved.

Well, I can always find someone else if you like to go

with him but I thought maybe you like to help out.

Five hundred plus your passport.

Half up front.

What are you waiting for?

Get out.

What's out there?

Opportunity and a this and money.

Maybe you can buy your sick mother some flowers.

How about that?

I know everything. Jason he tells me everything.

You know the story of the scorpion and the frog?

I tell you.

So this a, this frog he carries scorpion across the

river and half way across the scorpion he sting the frog.

The frog ask, "Why?"

The scorpion say a, "Because it's in my nature."

Jason is same.

Like me, we a don't change, we survive

because it's in our nature.

Now get out.

And help carry him across the river.

Keep going.

Keep going little froggy.

Jesus, what the fuck?

Just a little more.

Okay now.

Take off all your clothes.

No arguments.

Quick now.

Yea.

Okay.

Now my client would like you both to a fight.

I'll never understand you queers.

What, you suck a cock but you won't throw punch?

Okay okay I make choice you a fight or I kill you both.

Now.

Starting with your girlfriend.

Fake it. It's the only way we're gonna live.

C'mon!

Hit me!

Hit me!

Shame on you.

Shame on you.

Fucking!

(sirens) Come on!

Come on!

Come on fucking!

Get back!

Did you see what they fucking did?

See, look.

Yea.

Yea!

(cheering)

Good.

The client will be pleased.

Now, you finish him.

Finish him?

Rape him.

Rape him?

Yes.

Don't worry I give you a little extra.

Now help me get him closer.

Get out!

Jason. Get the clothes and get in his car.

Oh god.

Oh no.

Please don't kill us.

I didn't mean it.

I'll give you money anything you want.

Shut up and come here.

(crying)

What you going to do now smart boy?

You won't get away with this.

I know where you live.

And I probably know your mother.

Maybe she work for me huh?

Another loser whore like you maybe.

She's going to hell and every bastard there will fuck her

and fist her until she shits out another

fucked up faggot like you.

Aw!

Fucking hunt you down!

Motherfucker!

Fucking hunt you down you fuck!

♪♪

[phone vibrating]

Hello.

Good morning.

Yes.

This is Mr. Rhodes, Cath Miller's consultant.

I'm afraid she took a turn for the worst last night.

Can you come straight into the hospital?

Okay.

Thanks.

We got to leave today.

Go to mine grab everything meet me at the station.

Got to do something before we leave.

If I'm not there wait for me.

Be as quick as I can.

Thank you.

♪♪

Should I take those for you?

Cal.

They better be my favorites.

Of course.

Self centered.

Don't you dare.

Real men don't cry.

Mum.

I got to go.

I got to leave.

I know son. I know.

You and me both.

Take care of yourself, son.

Cal.

Shh.

Don't.

My pad.

Take it.

Please.

By Mum.

Love you.

Cal.

Were leaving just let us go.

I've come to say goodbye.