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Dad spoke to his friend
at The Chronicle,

they'll do a big engagement
announcement on the back pages.

You have the most intelligent eyes
I've ever seen.

Just like my mother.

I think we'd better take
this young lady on a drive.

- Where are we?
- You want to see Peter, don't ya?

Such a beautiful house.

Come back with me.

How are we getting on?

-It's a huge house.
- There were men doing exercises.

It's Spearhead.

- What's that?
- Jordan's been eyeing up

his own paramilitary force
but we weren't sure if he had

- the numbers or the equipment.
- And that's how we'll get them.

It's a cavity transmitter.

Now, you are going to help Jack
plant that wherever Jordan works.

- I'm a fighter, Nancy.
- You ready?

Oh!

- What's happened?
- I got jumped.

You beauty.

Spiritual victory is ours.

You're safe here, Miss Carpenter.
Those thugs can't get you now.

I do want you to talk with me.

Be with me, that's all.

♪ Lavender blue, dilly-dilly

♪ Lavender green

♪ I'll be your king, dilly-dilly

♪ You'll be my queen. ♪

Wakey, wakey.

Oh, sorry. I didn't know
how to get you up.

You weren't 'alf in a deep sleep.

Oh, don't worry you. You're decent.

I said I don't want to!

No, I don't!

What time is it?

It's a little after eight.

All the boys are hungover
something rotten.

So, I did a fry-up, didn't I?

The leader seemed to be
in high spirits after seeing you.

Such a powerful speaker.

Shall we go check on little Paul?

It's not little Paul.

- That's Françoise.
- Who's Françoise?

The leader's wife.

They want a date.

They expected a little more movement,
Colin,

like what was discussed in Paris.

I don't have to answer
to those geriatrics in Paris.

Then what was the point in going,
in all those endless discussions?

You know the point.
You know it very well.

- I don't know what to tell you.
- Whatever you want.

- When will you strike?
- Paul?

No, come here!

It's not delay, it's strategy.

- It's about pragmatism. I've told you.
- Bang.

Have you come to assassinate us all?

No. Sorry, Paul found it.

I'm not sure it's safe.

Of course it's not safe, it's a pistol

and he's an eight-year-old boy.

So, who is this, Colin?

A nanny or a mistress?

Or have you got lucky and
found a woman for both?

Jane, this is my wife,
Françoise Dior.

Françoise,
Jane is a friend of the movement.

Hmm. He thinks pushing
his mistresses in my face

will do something,

- but it does nothing.
- No.

No, honestly.

She has your mother's eyes, Colin.

Careful you don't fall in love.
You know how your mother

- let you down.
- Jane, gather your things.

- Best you leave right away.
- Does she really have to leave, Daddy?

Daddy?

Daddy?

Please, we'll have such fun.
Please let her stay.

- Lee will drive you.
- Yes. Yes, of course.

How are you getting on?

I fixed up your blouse.
I mean, it's not tailor standard,

- but, you know, I tried my best.
- Thank you.

- Do you want me to wash yours for you?
- Oh, no, no, no.

It's all right.
I'll take it to laundry.

Here you go. You must've dropped it.

That's not mine.

Isn't it?

Oh. How strange.

Sorry. My mistake.

Jane?

You need to come right away.

Bet you got a shock,
seeing his missus this morning.

She's a looker, ain't she?

Proper classy bird, that one.
All the lads are mad for her.

What about you? Are you mad for her?

I'm not here for all that.

I don't care about the spotlight,

swigging champagne
with the lah-de-dahs.

I got a baby on the way, ain't I?

When the uprising comes
and the leader's in charge,

he's promised the party'll
buy all us members a house each.

A big house, with a garden and that,
for our loyalty, like.

Never had nothing like that before,
me and Elise,

so we're gonna do good by him.

Sounds wonderful.

Lucky baby.

So, how'd you grow up, then?

- Me?
- Yeah, you.

Oh, my goodness!
Are we going in that?

- How marvellous!
- Not bad, is it?

1961 Jaguar Mark 10.

Triple carburettor engine with
independent rear suspension.

I tried to be a cabbie, but they took
my money and failed me, didn't they?

It's a racket.

Do you manage
to take Elise out in it much?

Not likely, with Lady Dior in town.

I'll be ferrying her about.

HQ tonight,
then to Claridge's, probably,

where most of our subs
end up nowadays.

Is there a meeting at HQ tonight?

- Wowzers.
- Right, come on.

Would you look at this place!

Oh, no, I'm ready to go.
I don't need the whole thing,

- I'm ready to start.
- Come on, get in.

♪ Oop-oop, oop, oop-oop

♪ Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop

♪ There's a man in
the funny papers we all know

♪ Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop

♪ He lives way back a long time ago

♪ Alley-Oop, oop, oop, oop-oop

♪ He don't eat nothin'
but a bear cat stew

♪ Alley-Oop, oop... ♪

Sorry I'm late.

- The bus took ages.
- Relax your hand, son.

That's it.

Here, Viv. Take a look at this.

Chrissy! What on earth?

I met this fella, took me for
a knickerbocker glory, didn't he?

He had one spoon of ice cream, and
honestly, sucking me all over, he was

Once he started
I couldn't get him off!

All right, leave it out.

Get back to work.

She's got the hump cos
Stevie's got jumped again.

- What happened to him?
- Ah, the usual.

White lads having a laugh
roughed him up a bit.

Why he don't grow a pair
and stand up for himself,

I don't know.

But they took his books from him,
didn't they?

Hit him where it hurt.

She'll be a moody mare all day now.

Always is when he gets a beating.

♪ Don't blame me

♪ I can't help the way I feel

♪ Don't you know
that this is for real?

♪ This love, dear

♪ Don't blame me

♪ If I fall for all your charms
and I take you in my arm... ♪

Oh, you beauty!

Nice one, Vivien.

♪ Don't blame me

♪ If I fall for all your charms. ♪

Yes, yes, type it out, please.
Get it printed.

I want all members
with a copy tonight.

They are the crawling vermin
festering under the pain

and struggle of the white man.

Well, are we weakling rats
or powerful overlords

controlling the world?
Make your bleedin' mind up.

But, commie bastards
don't know what's coming to them.

How dare you?
I'm a capitalist bastard.

I own the biggest cab firm
in London, darling.

I drop your daughters home at night.

All right, Dad?

Here's a commie bastard.

You got the tapes, then?
She did well.

It does my nut
in being called a commie.

Nothing wrong with wanting
a fair distribution

of all those resources, Dad.

..the meeting, it's been set up,
it's been agreed.

You have to put your pride
to the side this time, Colin.

- Play that back.
- For God's sake, what's wrong with you?

No leader...

..the meeting, it's been
set up. It's been agreed.

You have to put your pride
to the side this time, Colin.

For God's sake,
what's wrong with you?

No leader would tolerate it.

Must be big for him
to get that worked up.

Why are you so afraid
of confrontation?

We've got to get Vivien back in, Dad.

Hello.

- Hello.
- Got two minutes? We need to talk.

Barbara, would you mind
if I show you this lady

some of the hairpieces
we have in stock?

Go on.

- Oh, Nancy.
- It's all right. You're all right,

- you're out of there.
- I slept in his room, Nancy.

I tried SO hard to stay awake.

Did he touch you?
Did he lay a finger on you?

No. One of the NSM girls
found my hairdressing card.

She said I dropped it on the carpet,
but I don't know how it got there.

- Did you tell her you worked here?
- No, I didn't. I denied it, but...

..I did tell her
that I was a hairdresser.

Was I not meant to?
I didn't know. I didn't know.

Don't worry about that,
don't dwell on that.

I am so out of my depth, Nancy.
I am blagging it.

- I can't.
- You're doing great.

You're helping us.

- His wife was there.
- Oh, Françoise Dior.

We heard her.

You did it. The transmitter worked.

This one's good to highlight
your cheekbones, although it does

weigh a little on the heavy side.

- Do Dior and Jordan live together?
- No.

She's been banned
by immigration for years.

The Duke of Westwick must
have pulled some strings,

- or she paid someone off.
- So why is she here?

Synagogue arson, probably.
Sadistic little bitch.

As I was leaving,
an American man arrived.

- What'd he look like?
- Tall and imposing and smoking a pipe.

It's Rockwell. Oh, my God.

- Who's that?
- The leader of the American Nazi Party.

He and Jordan don't get on.

Nancy, I have to go back in there.

Now, as you can see, we have
a fine selection. Excuse me, ladies.

Now, these weigh a ton, but you get
the thickness you're looking for,

d'you know what I mean?

Read Britain Awake,
read Britain Awake.

Read a white man's paper. Read
Britain Awake, read Britain Awake.

Hello, Miss Evans.

Hope I didn't worry you.

A friend of mine needed help
with her beauty course

so I stayed over rather than
getting the bus on my own.

What you do in your
own business is up to you.

Thank you, Mrs Jones.

You found my prayer book.

I was dusting, I wasn't snooping.

You should've brought
something like that up.

- I'm sorry.
- I can forgive many a sin,

but telling an untruth,
that's wicked.

You know...

..they call the war the Jewish war.

They said it weren't a war
we needed to get involved with,

but we did.

And the loss...

..we all paid a price.

I'm sorry. You've been
nothing but kind to me.

This is my home. I advertised
for someone I'd have something

more in common with.

I can only apologise.

Just don't tell me no more lies.

No.

Of course I won't.

Where are you going?

Just drinks with
some of the salon girls.

Well, just be careful of the dance
halls, that's all I'm saying.

They used to be civilised affairs
until the West Indians took over.

Now they're riddled with vice.

White slavery is a serious problem,
Vivien,

and a girl like you would go
for a very competitive price.

Oh, I do have one question,
if you don't mind.

Is it true about the sheet?

You know, when Jews have relations?

Only, I heard something once
and I've always wondered...

That's the tallit.

Prayer shawls.
Men wear them under their shirts.

On washing lines they look
like sheets with holes in.

That's where the whispers start.

Perish Judah.

Lee just told me to drop this off.

- What is it?
- Ink for the Linotype.

One minute.

I can't find Lee.
What'd he tell you, exactly?

Oh, just that you were running low
and I was to bring this round.

I'll just drop it off.
It's no trouble.

They've been rowing for hours,
Jordan and Rockwell.

Can't find out why.
Take one for Soly.

Have they stuck you down?

We need to get up there.

She went to his bedroom, didn't she?

Jane Carpenter?

- If he laid one finger on you...
- He didn't touch me.

- You dropped it off, then?
- Yeah. One sec.

Night, then.

Night!

I'm not being funny, mate,
but you know how he can get.

It's all good, Jeff.

Feels like we're really
making progress.

Yeah, really feels that way,
don't it?

Finally.

Life's looking up.

Jeff, would you give Françoise
something she asked me to bring?

- What is it?
- Just a little thing.

Just a little...lady thing.

Er, no, no. You go.

You go give it to her. Go on.

Be quick!

They are behind it all.

They're not afraid of disruption,
they're not afraid of setting

the Negroes out looting, rioting.

No-one is disagreeing with that.

No, no, look, Noel, why?

Isn't that the whole point?
Ruffle some feathers?

I mean, you're not afraid
of disruption, are you?

Not afraid of the strength
of your own men?

No, I am not afraid of
a call to arms, if that's

what you're referring to.
When the time is right, I'll...

It kind of feels like now or never.

Sorry, George. Let me finish,
because this is an important point.

The white man has been conned
by the right, shamed by the left.

- Mm-hm.
- He doesn't know what or who he is.

Now, granted, the shamed man
is the angry man,

but he must be educated
on the means of his oppression.

Identify the alien labour
that undercuts his wages

- so that he can become organised.
- Organised? They're organised.

Send them out,
out onto the streets, Colin!

No, because without effective
planning, there can be no real

- long-term gain.
- Have you any idea of the number

of big shots who have invested
in you, Colin?

I have put my neck on the line
to secure you those investments.

And people have faith in YOU.

They have confidence in you.

And if we let them down,
it won't be pretty.

Now, what you call strategy
I call over-caution.

We know we have the numbers.
We know we have the support.

Oh, good. I thought
I had scared you away.

- ..sick of the humiliation.
- No

The moment is now.

Look, George.

Tensions are high.

It's not useful to us
to be afraid and lash out.

A dedicated Nazi. America needs it.

- Fantastic negotiator.
- Wonderful.

- It's foolish.
- Who's he been negotiating with?

- I can't compromise my men in that way.
- Can you imagine

if this moment passes?

If you fail to grasp the opportunity
when it presents itself?

- It will be a tragedy...
- Maybe because their country is so big,

they feel they have to shout
so loudly.

But the Americans are always good
at getting blood from a crowd.

..lecturing and reasoning with them.
Attitudes...

- He's like a preacher, no?
- ..through emotional engineering.

- Mm.
- Did you grow up

- a churchgoing girl, Jane?
- Yes.

- Very much so.
- So you had a lot

of Jesus in your life?

- And when I agitate in uniform...
- Nonsense, utter nonsense.

The members have elected me to this
position of leadership,

and they've elected me for a reason.

Now, anxiety is natural, of course
it is, but these investments

will be instrumental
in our progress.

I love it when he plays the teacher,
don't you?

He's going to be
taking off his belt next.

You've done sterling work
in securing those resources,

but it's only a start.

It is not enough for the scale of
operations that we are capable of.

You see? He's a clever guy.
A smart guy.

What was it, Colin?
Was it Cambridge or Oxford?

It was Cambridge.

- Ah.
- And it was full of

upper-class bullies.

I didn't bow down to them then,
and I won't bow down to them now.

I'm going to stay firm, stay strong,
and stick to my plans.

And this is why he is the leader.

Come on! Come on!
You're going to give them something.

Don't hold back.

Look, the colour
is coming into his cheeks!

Colin Jordan, your leader.

Sieg Heil! Sieg Heil!

Sieg Heil!

Ladies, will you
excuse us for a minute?

I'm nothing to these men
but a career in a skirt.

..and people respect,
and people respond to.

- And I have to say...
- Come on. Let's drink together.

Why should only men
have whisky and cigars?

Some say that maybe I should,
some say maybe Colin should...

The rally tomorrow.

Wait, you have some mascara.

Oh, do I?

..and point
to the Ridley Road synagogue.

Its leader, Rabbi Lehrer,
is the central figure

in European Jewish thuggery.

It's not about God.
It's politically charged.

Oh, just a bit more.

Distributing literature
is organising men.

So we want to put him in his place,
remind him of our presence,

- mobilise the white folk.
- All done.

I'll get us a bottle of something.

What do you fancy?

Anything.

Strong. No ice.

I'll bring it to you.

Why are you going around telling
people I told you to be here?

I never.

What do you mean?

You've been telling everyone
I told you to come.

That's a lie.
Why would you say that?

Well...

..between you and me,
the leader invited me.

I didn't want to cause any
disrespect to Mrs Jordan.

I'm sorry if I did the wrong thing.
I just...

I wanted to be discreet, really.

He talked to you about your subs?

- No.
- Right, you need to pay up,

six shillings a week.

Everyone pays for their membership.

You want to come out and eat
the food, go to the meetings,

it costs, don't it?

Why shouldn't you have to pay?

You still here?

Or have you got some sort of
arrangement with the leader

that I should know about?

No. No, I don't have an arrangement.
Of course, I'd be happy to pay.

I'll bring it to you in the morning.

And I'm going to need
to see documents, as well.

Documents?

Yeah, everyone provides them,
don't they, Jeff?

Birth certificate or something.

Just so we know you are who
you say you are.

What is this, lads?

Er, we didn't know she was invited.

That's all right, Jeff, you did
the right thing. I can handle it.

I was just saying to Jane that
we need her subs and her documents.

Lee's been very thorough
with his official duties.

I'm sure you can oblige him.

Of course I can.

See, Lee? No need to worry.

And we'll be treating Miss Carpenter
as a verified member

- from here on. Is that understood?
- Yes, sir. Of course.

Look, er, matters between
my wife and I are...

..well, they're not straightforward.

Sorry.

Don't be sorry.

It's good Paul has his mother home.

Is it?

Isn't it?

Must be something terribly important
going on for her in Rockwell

to have come all this way.

If you must flaunt your passion
so publicly,

the least you could do is ensure
I have a drink to distract me.

Meet me at the bottom of Dalston
Main at 5.00 tomorrow, would you?

Course.

Goodnight, Mrs Jordan.

Daddy!

Don't just stand there,
you dozy mare, get in.

Where are we going?

- David?
- Station.

No! Daddy, they're planning a march.

- Where?
- Ridley Road to the shul.

- Bastards.
- You can't send me home.

What have you done?

For 20 years - 20 years -
I've been training infiltrators.

And if I had been your son,
I would have been one of them.

It takes months - sometimes years -
for an individual to be assessed,

to become prepared. To allow you
to set foot among these fascists,

- it's unforgivable.
- I don't care how you justify it.

It was foolish and reckless.

You could have got killed.

David, we've got to
tell the rabbi, mate.

- You tell the rabbi.
- Colin Jordan trusts me.

Daddy, he's opening up to me.

- I'm taking you home.
- I'm taking her home.

Will you tell your old man
it was your idea to go in?

What did you teach me, Daddy?

What was the number one lesson
you drummed into us?

Vivi...

..I can talk to the Kleins,
if that's what this is about,

- you can come back...
- No, sod the Kleins.

You taught me a Jew
protects life above all else.

She's right, David.

They're coming for us, Daddy.
We have to act now.

Please.

They know your name.
They know your address.

They know the time
of the Rosh Chodesh service,

and they know the floor plan
of your shul.

It's not your Torah.
It's God's Torah.

Unless you're calling
yourself God, Samuel,

which your mother
might well agree with,

but one more time, please. Your
bar mitzvah's just two weeks away.

- This is where they're meeting.
- Surely it's obvious, Rabbi.

We take the tapes to Special Branch.

But there's no-one in there
fighting for us.

There's more fascists
inside the Met than out.

So you take what you have.

Yeah, but we don't have enough,
David. We need more insider stuff.

Jordan will just play
the self-defence card,

they'll say they're protecting
themselves from Jewish thugs.

- You know the score.
- Sh!

Françoise has bought arms.

Please, Rabbi, cancel the service
and let me get some proper numbers.

- I'm not cancelling anything.
- Surely...

I have a grieving mother in my
congregation, and you would send

more Jewish boys onto the streets
with knives and cricket bats.

Enough already.
I'm not an army commander.

I'm not about to make soldiers
of my worshippers.

Too much violence, Sol, too much.

We've got no choice but to fight.

Then go to the police.

And if the fascists destroy
the synagogue, we build another one.

We are not a people of place.

Our cathedrals are in the calendar,
not on the ground.

I tell you what, I'll go to the
union boys in the docks,

- because they still owe me.
- No! No more an eye for an eye.

You go to the police, Sol.

Well, you'd better start praying,
Rabbi.

She always does it.
She makes it all about her.

I've told you,
"You're losing clients,

"people don't want to
hear about your mother-in-law."

I mean, share a bit, by all means,
but you can't keep going on...

Thank you. Thank you.

Come and help me out, you shmucks.

Oh, blimey, look at your hair.
It's been a while, has it?

Roza, is that you?

Yes, Auntie.

Don't put the milk on the carpet.
Put it in the sink, for God's sake.

All right, Auntie.

Did you put it in the, er...?

I put the milk in the sink.

I told the girls this rug
would be a nightmare.

Did they listen?

Do they take their heels off?

Do they give me a thought when they
flick their eye shadow and blush

all over the shop? I don't know.

Why did you put the papers
from Uncle's shop back?

Did you not read them?

No. Do me a favour -
pass me the bucket, would you?

I thought you said you were
beside yourself with worry.

You say you are kept in the dark,
but you don't want to know,

- do you?
- Roza,

Mr Epstein is taking care of things.

He's given me his word.

What am I supposed to do?

I've got the electrician coming
on Thursday,

the whole living room needs rewiring.

I'm behind on the darning,
not to mention the silverware.

He's told me she's at the theatre.

She's...

She's having a lovely time
at the theatre.

What?

Birth certificate.

Why has he got
a girl's birth certificate?

Bank accounts?

What's he been doing?

Yes, I think so.

I think that's right.
About 4.30, I think.

Four mongrel lads, yes.

Yes, thanks very much.

What's obvious from these recordings
is the use of slurs, racial slurs.

The language they use -
most unsavoury.

Yeah, well, you do tend to get that.

With fascists.

And this march on Ridley Road,
certainly a concern.

Well, this one appears to be
an international operation.

They've got members from Paris,
America. This is big.

Sounds like a matter
for Special Branch.

I was hoping you'd say that.

And you've been targeted by them
personally, haven't you?

-Yeah, I have, yeah.
- Unprovoked?

Well, I wouldn't dream of
causing aggravation.

Little four-by-two like me?
Do leave off.

They'd rip me to shreds.

How'd you get the tape?

Well, as I told you,
it was an anonymous source.

It must have been an inside job.

Some poor sod realises that Jordan's
meshuggeneh...

A nut job. ..and then he wants out.

Soly, who sent you the tapes?

Well, I swear, Detective,
on my mother's life, I don't know.

- Just dropped down the chimney, did it?
- Nah.

Well, where'd you find them?

Where were they sent to?

Pelmeter's, Ridley Road.

- The old fabric shop?
- Yeah.

Not in the schmutter trade,
though, are you?

No. I own a cab firm.

Why have you got a fabric shop, then?

Simple question, Sol.

Are you going to send these tapes
to Special Branch, or what?

Just asking what they'd ask me,
that's all.

I'm only trying to give you
the best chance of a good result.

But it doesn't quite add up,
does it, eh?

Owning a fabric shop
that isn't a fabric shop?

Bit fishy, wouldn't you say?

Unless you tell me
what you do use it for.

Curtains.

- Curtains?
- Yeah, my wife does them.

It relaxes her, you know,
after the term.

It used to be just family. Now she
does it for all the housewives.

If your missus wants hers redone,
you give me a tinkle.

I'll give you a nice little discount.

Who else visits your curtain shop, Soly?

And don't take me for a mug.

There's a crowd of us.

We exchange intel,
share what we know,

and then we warn the community.

What you gone done and spent now?

Please don't go to the rally, Lee.

- Don't start.
- Jane's lying.

About who she is, where she works.

I went there to get my hair done,

and they've never heard
of Jane Carpenter.

Well, you must have got
the place wrong.

Her coat was on the staff peg.

It could only have been hers.
It's got a butterfly on it.

There must be

a dozen girls out there
with butterflies on their coats.

No, not like this.
I'm telling you.

Maybe she's
an undercover police officer.

What would an undercover
police officer be doing

working in a hairdressers?
Don't be daft.

Well, maybe Peter is.

That's why she went
from him to the leader.

They're in on it together.
Must be a trap or something.

Come on, think about it.

- Are you still going to go to the rally?
- Course I am.

Well, what if you get arrested again?

- I can't cope on my own.
- I'll be all right.

I'll be all right!

They're going to arrest you,
I know it,

- and I'm going to be on my own.
- Move.

I can't have them take another baby
away, Lee. I can't cope with that.

Apologies for the delay.

Tried my best,
but it's not good news, sadly.

You'd better be joking.

At the end of the day, Mr Malinovsky,
they do have a permit.

Not much we can do if they're
doing things by the book.

But what about the relentless
campaign of harassment,

the attacks, the abuse?

There would need to be
a full investigation.

Well, do a bleeding investigation!

A young boy in my community
was killed, Detective,

and you lot have done nothing.

No interviews, no charges.

We found evidence of a
house party gone wrong.

Glass bottles.

A bottle of cherry pop
ain't evidence.

Bottom line is,
Mr Jordan has a legal permit.

In this country,
we practise freedom of speech.

If these tapes had any evidence
of violence or weapons...

But bit of bad language?

What kind of country would we be
if we locked people up

for saying things we didn't like?

You need proper physical evidence.

Your recordings
have been acquired illegally,

haven't they, Mr Malinovsky?

I'm afraid the only person
breaking the law here is you.

When will you pigs realise that
you've got blood on your hands?

Beg your pardon?

I say thank you very much,
Detective.

You've been quality. Decent.

A real mensch.

Join the march.

White man's victory. Join the march.

You all right, Lee?

Leader's stuck me here, ain't he?

What's up? You all right?

On high alert for moles. Snakes.

Little grasses.

Hey! Watch it.

Shalom. Welcome. Welcome.

Shalom. Welcome.

The police?

Baruch Atah Adonai,
Eloheinu Melech Ha'Olam.

Perish, Jude!

Is man inherently primal?

And does he feast upon the Jew
with his depression

as the most tempting pray of all?

Thank you. Thank you, all.

Now, listen.

It is the greatest protest
that you left your houses today,

that you practise
the religious freedom

that this country has fought for.

- Inside these walls...
- Now...

Now listen to him,
listen to your leader.

Inside these doors, a man,
a degenerate, a thief, a snake,

a violator of Christian values,
preaches our destruction.

Oh, he does.

Inside these doors,
a man plots the white man's slavery.

- That's right!
- Yeah!

Inside these doors, a man spouts
lie after lie after lie,

and you are expected to walk by
without protest

as this poison spreads.

Well, not today.

Today, we say the Zionist
conspiracy is broken.

Today, the shackles of
the global elite will break,

and the white man will be free.

No more Jude! No more Jude!

No more Jude! No more Jude!
No more Jude!

No more Jude!

What are you doing here?

I thought you said the leader wanted
you back at the Arms.

Change of orders, Lee -
didn't he tell you?

It's all hands on deck, son.

Stop Zionist control!

No, please...
Please remain in your seats - please.

You heard the rabbi.
He wants you seated.

Get the chairs.

Get the door.

- They're banging the doors down.
- It's not safe. It can't be safe.

They're locked. We are secure.

It remains unanswered
how such a small minority,

asking only to live in peace,
to follow their faith,

and be good citizens
in the upheavals of the world

are the first tinder for its fires.

No more Jude! No more Jude!
No more Jude!

No more Jude! No more Jude!

No more Jude! No more Jude!
No more Jude! No more Jude!

Who called in Spearhead?

- Good God.
- You told them not to.

You clearly said we weren't ready.

No more Jude! No more Jude!
No more Jude!

- Stop them!
- What are you afraid of, Colin?

Tell them to hold back!

Are you afraid
of the beauty and strength

- of your own men?
- Hold back!

Let them know you're coming!

- Hold back!
- Hold back!

Let them know you're here, boys.

That's it, we've got to call it.

Call it.

Make your way to the side door, please.
Stay calm. Stay calm.

Looks like we've got some company.

Slow down. It's all right.

To the right. To the right. Here.

You yid. You filthy yid!

This is the best Jew party
I've ever been to.

You show them what the...

Stand back, negro.
Stand well back, I say.

You don't scare me. Boo!

Argh!

- Yes!
- Oi, you.

Jane! Jane!

Come.

Peter! Lee's been beaten.
He can't get up.

We've got to go, mate.

He's surrounded by yids.
They'll kill him.

Pigs are here. Jeff!

We can't just leave him, mate.
We can't leave him.

Françoise.

Françoise!

For God's sake. Where is she?

I'm here.

You called in Spearhead.

You commanded them
without my permission.

They are MY reserves!

Where's Rockwell?
You didn't abandon him?

He was in his element,
heckling like a hyena,

the crass American bastard.

Toppled like a cheap tent,
though, the imbecile.

I bet he put you up to it, didn't he?

It wasn't yours to authorise!

The police are swarming.

Your name will be dropped in it
at the first opportunity.

Fools! Fools.

David, Mark, get up here.

Troubling, isn't it?

Why does it have to come to this?

Why does it all have
to be so painful?

All any of us really want
is a peaceful life.

Maybe I went too far.

Well, there were children
in the building.

Is there any sound more satisfying
than the squeal of a Jewish child?

You're sending me away again,
aren't you?

Of course I am.

Boys, Françoise is to leave
tonight, right away.

Drive her to Lincoln's Inn,

and make an arrangement with Austin
Carlton to get her to the docks.

Put that down. It's coming with me.

All of this is thanks to me, Colin.

I put my neck on the line
to get all of this to you.

Without my help,
you'd be living in a fantasy world.

Now you've really got a chance.

Go.

So no sooner have I arrived,
you're sending me away.

Banishing me, is that it?

I'm not banishing you,
I'm evacuating you.

Evacuating me?

- Yes.
- Why?

Because this building
is about to go up in flames.

Jewish thugs.

They've been plotting it for months.

We'll give the police names
and addresses, divert attention.

Now go.

Get her out.

Go.

You're having far too much fun
with her, Colin?

far too much fun.

Start at the top.
Close all the windows.

Exactly like the drill.

It's over for you, too -
you know that.

You think you can
leech around forever

without giving him
what he really wants?

- I haven't got my book.
- Leave everything. come on, quickly.

- I said don't dawdle.
- Is Mummy not coming?

- What about my things?
- I said no fussing. Do as I say.

- My train!
- Move.

But I want my book.

- Is there anything I can do, sir?
- Jane, let the leader be.

Let's just stay out the way.

By all means go with him.

That's what you want, isn't it?

Well, wherever I'm most needed,
That's where I should be.

Come on.
Let the leader do his work.

Well, maybe I should come
for Paul's sake.

Take him to the car. Quickly.

Don't leave till this
is razed to the ground.

Upturn every room,
make it look ransacked.

Here, Peter, hurry. Come on.

I've got this one.

Come on!

What are you waiting for, Peter?!
Torch the place!

Peter, let's go!

Jane!

Peter, come on.

Hello?

Roza?

Put your auntie on for me,
would you, please, sweetheart?

She's not here.

She's going to stay with a friend
for a couple of days.

Roza, I've been married
to your auntie for 29 years.

She has three friends.

She can't stand any of them,

let alone spend an evening
in one of their houses.

She's coming to London, isn't she?

Uncle, I'm so sorry.

Thank you, Roza.

It's very late. Come on, darling,
I'll tuck you in.

But I'm hungry.

I know. Don't ask for anything.
Straight to bed.

But what about my supper?

Very glad I found you.

I'm very glad I found you.