Original subtitles

Just three weeks and we'll be in England.

You finally move here for good.

Aston, this is Hosanna Drake.

| like the way you smile, Hosanna.

Mr and Mrs Wantage, would like me as their live-in nanny.

You have to watch these people, you know?

You go round the back.

HOSANNA: Why should | spend one moment longer in this country?

! don't feel safe here, Leah.

LEAH: Why you so irresponsible?

Me irresponsible? You're the one who leave a whole heap o' mess back home.

PREACHER: Let me tell you something Ecclesiastes say.

"For everything there is a season."

CONGREGATION: Praise the Lord.

PREACHER: "A time to weep." - WOMAN: Hallelujah.

PREACHER: "A time to laugh." —- CONGREGATION: Praise the Lord.

PREACHER: "A time to mourn." —- CONGREGATION: Praise the Lord.

"And a time to dance."

Amen. Praise the Lord.

Time.

They say time heals all wounds.

Praise the Lord.

| don't Know about that, you know.

| would rather have a doctor.

THEY LAUGH - Amen.

Amen. — Praise the Lord.

Rebuilding a place like this takes a whole heap of time.

Mm-hm.

When people say to me

“Pastor Drake, why you don't leave this church?

You've done enough.

You could go anywhere and preach... —- MAN: Yes, sir.

...and the Lord would smile down 'pon you."

CONGREGATION: Yes.

And | say to dem, "No."

No!

That's right. The Lord set me on a mission

after this church get box down by the hurricane.

He said to me, "Remuel? Find money.

Find money. And fix everything."

CONGREGATION AGREES

Your church need you. — Yeah!

Rainy season soon come!

WOMAN: Hallelujah!

Rainy season, Mrs Benson, remember last year?

Mm-hm.

The only way you could reach church was by canoe!

THEY LAUGH

And Pastor Drake Pentecostal Foundation, needs your donation.

CONGREGATION: Amen!

FACTORY HORN BLOWS

ASTON: Welcome to Dudley!

Famous for the zoo, and the canal.

And jus' down the road is where they mek the anchor for the Titanic.

Dem say it weigh over 15 tons.

Maybe that's why it sink?

THEY LAUGH

FACTORY HORN BLOWS

Thank you.

CAR DOOR CLOSES

TEDDY BOYS LAUGH

Go back to Africa, you Black bastards!

Oi, Herbert! You leave them people alone!

THEY LAUGH

LEAH: Aston, why you never chase them boys?

You see England? If you run after every damn fool that call you names?

You'd be running all day.

This is Mrs Biswas.

She run tings around here.

It's good to be back.

| take it this is your sister?

Leah.

Aston mentioned there were children.

They'll be here... soon.

And this must be the mail order bride?

I'm actually here to assess a potential husband.

No funny business till he put a ring on your finger. You understand?

| look like a simpleton to you?

MRS BISWAS: Mr Cooper!

Mr Cooper!

Rubbish! It should be outside by the bins.

Which is where you will be, if you don't clear your rubbish out, now!

Bloody hell, they're multiplying.

Ol! You gonna help with this then, Ruth, or what?

Half of this is yours as well, y'know.

RUTH: Nice to meet ya.

I'm Ruth.

Me and Dad take it in turns to chuck out the rubbish.

My turn finishes in five years.

HOSANNA: That poor girl!

You see how she mash up?

Lord Jesus save her soul.

Hush, Hosanna.

Excuse me.

If you're late with the rent, | change the locks.

Finally, somewhere to hang clothes.

Feel like we've lived out of suitcases for the longest time.

You happy?

It's like a woman was here, and she know how to keep the place clean.

That was Mrs Elton.

She did choke on a chicken bone and dead. Just there.

But you right, she was extremely tidy.

And even when she dead, she fall down just so...

Neat as a pin. HE CHUCKLES

This is my bed.

Hosanna, if ever you wanted to sleep in my room

it would be an honour.

I've got whatever you need to mek you'self feel more comfortable.

Aston, | have not decided whether | want to stay here and marry you yet.

Slow your horse right down.

Daddy says, "No honey before the honeymoon."

If | am to stay here, I'll need to find somewhere to worship.

I-| Know the perfect place.

HE CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY

HE MUTTERS TO HIMSELF: Church, church, church...

We finally reach.

Finally.

CHILDREN LAUGH

THEY LAUGH

SHE LAUGHS

HE HUMS QUIETLY

# Amazing Grace #

# How sweet... #

We did good today, Daddy?

Yes, Hosanna.

We did very good today.

We can fix the roof next week?

REMUEL: Praise be to God

HOSANNA: Praise him indeed.

REMUEL CHUCKLES

POP MUSIC PLAYING QUIETLY

SHE HUMS HAPPILY

DIANA: Chantrelle, I'd like some tea, please.

Yes, Mrs Wantage. Coming!

It might be more appropriate if you wore something that covered your arms.

This is a family home not a bordello.

DOOR OPENS

Ah, ah, ah... Ah!

Here you are, this should be your size.

SHE SIGHS

ERNEST: Make sure you eat it all up.

Mummy should be an octopus, shouldn't she?

All these jobs to do around the house.

How would you like having a mummy octopus, hm?

THEY LAUGH

We'd like a touch more tea please, Chantrelle.

Oh, and warm the pot first, please.

DISHES CLATTER

ERNEST: I'll leave you to it. —- DIANA: Bye, darling.

ERNEST: Bye, darling. —- JAMES: Bye, Daddy.

ERNEST: Be good.

MUSIC: "Block Buster Boogie" by Cecil Payne

DIANA: Hm. Well done, Chantrelle. Gold stars all round.

Hm.

Oh.

You don't drink coffee out of those cups.

Yours are up there.

Never saw those all the way up there.

Delightful.

Hm.

Mrs Wantage, | wondered-- - DIANA: What is it now, Chantrelle? Hm?

Well, when Mr Wantage write me in Jamaica he said I'd be paid "competitively".

Room and board for the first month.

If we all agree that's working, we'll put an official wage in place.

But not for the first month?

DIANA: Are you listening?

SHE CHUCKLES It's like talking to one of the children.

I'm more than capable of-- —- Prove it to me then.

Ernest brought you here so you could be of help to this family.

To me.

I'm mentoring you.

Understood?

Yes.

That bloody, dutty, lazy, stinkin’, raatid claat bad mind woman!

SHE SCREAMS

| Know exactly what ya mean.

BIRDS CRY

SHE EXHALES Chantrelle.

Siobhan. I'm the nanny for the Hawksleys here.

Is she hard work?

She's not so bad actually. Come on.

Here we go.

GIRL: Ha! Hal!

| get up when she does, make breakfast.

Sometimes we eat with Mammy and Daday, most days it's just us.

We like that way the best, don't we?

How's your lot?

Mr Wantage seem alright. Friendly, y'know?

But the missus have me cookin’, cleanin’ windows, and every blasted ting!

Next thing you know she'll have me up the raatid chimney!

SHE LAUGHS

BOTH LAUGH

Look, it's not my place to say

I'll probably be struck by lightnin' fer sayin’ this, but...

I've heard they take liberties, the Wantages.

It's probably why the last one left so quick. Do you know what | mean?

Come on.

She was a nice lady, wasn't she?

VAN HORN TOOTS

FACTORY HORN BLASTS

Mornin’.

STEAM HISSES

QUIET CHATTER

Leah, Hosanna, meet Mr Blake.

Also know as Dougie, he's the foreman.

Aston, if you don't mind, I'll take over from here.

ASTON: Yes, sir.

Off we go, ladies!

MACHINERY CLANKS —- MUSIC PLAYS QUIETLY

Ladies, this is you.

It's pretty simple stuff.

Word to the wise.

MACHINERY HISSES

Once that guard is closed, don't reach across the business end of this machine.

Aston...

looks like you'll be Supervising Miss Hosanna.

Lucky you.

Shelton Powell will oversee your progress, Miss Leah.

Here, Shelton!

You look like you lost a fiver and found a farthing! Hm?

What you looking at?

Get back to work.

Alright, Miss Drake, let me give you idea of how tings go on dis machine 'ere.

It's all about repetition.

You pull dis guard and that sets every ting in motion.

Alright.

Nice welcome committee.

Well, you'll get used to it soon.

No, | won't.

| don't see why | have to babysit all the newcomers.

| don't need nobody baby-sittin' me, thank you very much.

SHELTON: Look here, lady. This is not a difficult ting to do, alright?

So... you ready?

Or you want to go and get your hair done?

| don't take kindly to the way you're talkin' to me.

This here is a blank.

The blank fits in here, like so.

Now, take out your hand before you close the guard. You follow?

Hello? Hi.

Are you watchin'?

HE SIGHS - MACHINE CLANKS

Then you push down the pedal, like so.

FABRIC RIPS - SHE SCREAMS

Hosanna!

Lord God! You alright?

MAN ON PA: Down tools, shift over.

Shelton Powell rude, y'know?

Him never smile once all afternoon. Why him so vex?

Never mind him. Why these machines trying to kill us?

That ting nearly rip off my arm!

|! am a quarter-trained nurse.

| never travel all this way to drill a hole 500 times a day.

Looking forward to church tomorrow?

Church alright, y'know?

Momma Gladys used to make us go.

Quite like it.

HOSANNA: You don't just "quite like" church.

You dash you'self into the raging rivers of divine holiness

until you in so deep, you nearly drown.

Yes, that's why | stop goin’.

HERBERT: Oi! Darkies!

| said, "Go back to Africa!"

SHE GRUNTS

We!

Are!

Not!

From!

Africa!

You lot are gonna get what you deserve.

KNIFE CLATTERS

You better watch your backs!

Is Jamaica me come from!

Is Jamaica we come from.

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

BRAKES SQUEAK - HANDBRAKE CLICKS

So, what is this church like, Aston?

Daddy says, "The preacher embodies the church and vice versa."

I've been told it's very suitable.

"Suitable"?

Lord God. Leah Whittaker goin' church.

Look up, you no see that big-arse pig fly ‘round?

HE LAUGHS — | need it today.

Move yourself you two, we late.

We only want the good, good seats! The ones at the front next to Jesus.

GENTLE ORGAN MUSIC PLAYS

QUIET CHATTER

Oh, yes. This is proper church.

REVEREND: Greetings and welcome to you all.

May the grace of our Lord stay with us throughout this service.

And, um, | say, how nice it is to see

so many familiar... faces

in Our Congregation.

God bless you all. — HOSANNA SHOUTS: God bless you too!

And praise be His holy name!

Um, yes.

Uh, welcome and good morning, indeed.

Well, let us begin with hymn number 364, He Who Would Valiant Be.

Yes, man, | Know this one.

CHURCH ORGAN PLAYS

# He who would valiant be... #

UP-BEAT PIANO

# ‘gainst all disaster #

Let him in!

# Let him in... #

#...constancy #

# Follow the Master #

REMUEL: There's no discouragement.

# There's no discouragement #

REMUEL: Hallelujah! Shall make him once relent.

HOSANNA: Amen!

# Shall make him once relent #

REMUEL: Hallelujah. Praise the Lord!

# Hallelujah! #

# Avowed intent #

# To be a pilgrim #

See you next week. Uh...

It is in hand. I'll-—— Ah.

I'm glad | could, uh, catch you before you left.

Yes, Reverend, I'm glad you catched us too.

This is a lovely church you have here.

But, boy, would it kill some of dem to smile? SHE LAUGHS

Well, as | always say, um, everyone is welcome here at St Edward's.

However, after speaking to my parishioners, there is a consensus that, perhaps...

Go on.

Well, we've discussed it and we think you would be more comfortable

if you were to worship with people who were more...

More what?

More like you.

Mark 16 say

"Go into all the world

and preach the gospel to the whole creation."

ASTON: That's right.

"He who believes and is baptised will be saved

but he who does not believe will be condemned."

Reverend, you need people like us in your church.

God be with you.

You can take your "God be with you" an' jam it right up your backside.

Worship isn't meant to be miserable!

No. It is Supposed to be a solemn devotion to the Lord our God!

Now, please, go.

SHE CRIES

| embarrassed us.

| sing too much, | interrupt too much.

| am too much.

If | was the Lord and had to choose between your kinda "too much"

and their "'not enough" kinda worship

I'd choose yours, every time.

SHE CRIES

Here.

SHE BLOWS HER NOSE LOUDLY

No. You keep it.

SHE HUMS "AMAZING GRACE"

REMUEL: “My dearest Hosanna.

Since your mother died, | have tried to lead this community and rebuild this church.

| have failed in both.

Your mother used to say, ‘A church resemble the pastor that leads it. '

Which must mean that for years, | have been broken, and in need of repair.

/ leave to rebuild, but | know that you will lead our community.

Forgive me my trespasses. Your father."

CHILDREN PLAY IN DISTANCE

Come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts.

Unsex me here

and fill me from the crown to the toe, top-full...

of direst cruelty.

Make thick my blood.

Stop up the access and passage to remorse

that no compunctious visitings of nature shake my fell purpose

nor keep peace-- — APPLAUSE

SHE GASPS - ERNEST: A Jamaican Lady M.

That was excellent.

I'm so sorry, Mr Wantage.

Mrs Wantage have such delightful clothing.

I'm almost finished in here.

ERNEST: Don't worry about that. Everything looks spotless. You deserve a rest.

Put it on properly so | can see.

| don't think that-—— —- Goon.

It'll just be our secret.

She'll never know.

ERNEST: There you go.

HE CHUCKLES GENTLY There.

HE SNIFFS

You look like a movie star.

MACHINES CLANK

MUSIC: "The Garden of Eden" by Frankie Vaughan

# ...and obey the command #

# Can you walk from the garden #

# Does your heart understand #

# When you walk in the garden #

# In the garden of Eden #

# With a beautiful woman #

# And you know how you care #

# And the voice in the garden... #

LEAH: Dear Gideon, Caleb and Selah

/ miss you so much and / think about you every single day.

/am so proud of you.

And you will soon be here with me in England.

I'm doing everything | can to make that happen.

/ can't wait to hold you all again.

POSTMAN: Morning, morning. Are you gonna take my letter?

CHILDREN LAUGH

LEAH: / will shower you with 1,000 kisses and squeeze you, till you pop.

"Gideon, stop pulling that face." —- CHILDREN LAUGH

TELEPHONE RINGS

LEAH: Chantrelle?

Leah?

LEAH: So... SHE LAUGHS

... how are tings in fancy, fancy Borehamwood?

Lookin' after two children must be hard work. They mash you up yet?

Everything just delightful here.

Me and the Missus gettin’ on like best friend.

Guess what? She even offer to lend me her fur coat.

That's delightful. SHE LAUGHS

CHANTRELLE: Leave me alone!

Anyway, they let me call them Diana and Ernest. Such nice people.

And how ‘bout you? You alright?

| can't sleep, worryin' 'bout the children.

How can | bring them here?

They will just turn round and swim back to Jamaica and | wouldn't blame them.

The people don't want us.

And | can't go back.

| don't want them to suffer because | made a mistake.

SHE EXHALES DEEPLY

LEAH CRIES

Come on, Leah.

You stronger than anybody | know.

Stop with the bawlin', tings will work out.

You're right.

| just have to save up as much as | can

and make a decent home for them somehow.

Well, hear what.

When | get my first pay packet, | will buy some ting nice for you.

SHE CHUCKLES Three bedroom house?

Uh! | was thinking shoes.

You too mean.

THEY LAUGH

MAN: Do you mind? — | better go.

Some people don't have no manners!

Speak soon, yes?

| love you. —/ miss you.

LINE BEEPS

LINE DISCONNECTS

QUIET CHATTER

YOUTHS CHATTER

Oi, oi, here comes trouble.

YOUTHS MAKE MONKEY NOISES

HOSANNA: Aston, is this your way of making me feel better?

Leading me to a drinkin' establishment on the Lord's sacred day of rest?

ASTON: We need to support Shaun. In the war, he fought alongside the Jamaicans.

Some white customers don't drink here anymore.

In a way, this place is kinda like a church to some of us.

You might find spirits inside. HE LAUGHS

Come.

MUSIC: "(Let Me Be Your) Teddy Bear" by Elvis Presley

Here they come.

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

ASTON: Shelton.

Oi! That's Elvis, that is!

No, you don't get to laughin’.

# I just wanna be your teddy bear #

MUSIC: "Jesus Gave Me Water" by Sam Cooke and the Soul Stirrers

# Woah, Jesus gave me water Jesus gave me water #

# Jesus gave me water #

# Jesus gave me water #

# | wanna let His praises swell #

# Jesus gave me water #

# Jesus gave me water.. #

MUSIC CONTINUES

HOSANNA: Aston. Those men are gambling.

This is truly sinful behaviour.

They're playin' for matchsticks! It's hardly Las Vegas.

Anyway, it's how they relax after dinner.

And by the way, dem call it "tea" over here.

Them have tea instead of dinner? That don't sound quite right.

Yes and when they bring it to you, you just get one cup a tea

and these tiny, tiny, lickle sandwich

with one or two tomato or Cucumber.

No, sir!

When you finish work, you need big food. A cucumber sandwich can't fill you belly.

Mm-hm, that's what | said ever since | come over here.

Cucumber sandwich my back foot.

RECORD SCRATCHES

# You shake my nerves And you rattle my brain #

# Too much love Orives a man insane #

# You broke my will but what a thrill #

TEDDY BOY: Better than that jungle bunny rubbish!

Oh, God.

# ...1 thought it was funny #

# But you came along and you moved me honey #

# I've changed my mind #

# This love is fine #

# Goodness gracious great balls of fire #

ASTON: Leave it, Leah. They're not worth it.

Just ignore them.

TEDDY BOY: That's disgusting, that is.

# ...gracious great balls of fire #

PEOPLE CHEER

Jesus. Your sister's got a nerve in't she?

HE SNIFFS, SPITS

Slag!

SHAUN: Alright you lot. Out!

What?

Now!

Whose cowin' side you on, anyway?

SHAUN: On your bike! — Come on, lads. Stinks in here.

TEDDY BOY: Need some English air!

Come on!

Alright, you've chosen the wrong side. — Let's have ya!

This is our local!

Chablis, please. — Alright.

A coloured man and a white woman together in public!

Them are look for trouble.

Hosanna, you can't choose who you fall in love with, you know?

ERNEST: Come in.

| will come back for every ting when you finish.

ERNEST: Don't go yet.

| was genuinely impressed by your performance earlier.

SHE CHUCKLES

You do want to be an actress?

Well, that's good news,

because a colleague of mine works at Borehamwood Studios...

in accounts.

And he says there are auditions happening soon for a huge feature film.

| could put in a good word.

That's wonderful.

Do you know when?

I'd like to participate in something like that very much.

It's in the paper actually, here.

Mr Wantage?

ERNEST: Why don't you sit here?

We could work on it here if you like.

JAMES: Daday! ~ SHE GASPS

| can't sleep. — SHE EXHALES

Come on now, James, let's get you back in your bed.

I'll read you a story.

Round the back, boys, round the back! Come on!

Round the back! —- ANGRY SHOUTS

Quicker than that, boys. Quicker.

We need to leave now!

People look like they're gonna bust 'em--

SHE SCREAMS

MOB CHEERS — Come on, back round the front!

Right then, gentlemen!

See a brick, hit a brick.

Three, two, one!

THEY GRUNT

TEDDY BOY: Black bastard!

Man can't even drink a Guinness in peace?

Is who throw this brick? Who threw it?

TEDDY BOY: Come on, fellas, keep going. We ain't done yet

Alright, ladies and gents, if you could leave quietly through the side entrance

quickly as you can.

Charlie... —- GLASS SHATTERS

Yes, fellas. Go on, sling it!

WOMAN SCREAMS

Hurry, Aston. Aston. - SHAUN: Sorry about all this.

It's a piggin' nightmare. — Quick!

Come on, Karen. They got what they wanted.

SHAUN: Drink up, Beryl.

Chuck it, mate!

At least in the war we knew who the enemy were.

Can someone get Beryl home, please?

I'll do it! — Leah, where you goin'?

ASTON: Go!

LEAH: You worry about Hosanna. I'll see you back home.

ASTON: Well, for God's sake, hurry.

Beryl?

OK, we're gonna get you back 'ome. Have you got your bag? Is that your bag?

Quickly.

This way.

HE LAUGHS

TEDDY BOY: Gorgeous. Right, | don't want a single window left in the place.

They're getting out the side door, lads. Right, come on.

OK. You Know the way?

Mind your step. Hold my arm.

OK. Come on, Beryl. You can do this.

| bet you do this every day. OK.

Beryl, we'd better get inside quick.

Beryl...

MOB SHOUTS IN DISTANCE

GLASS SHATTERS

MAN: Some of them went that way!

Don't let them get away!

Get the blackies! Get him!

There he is! | want him now! Now!

Go on!

Herbert, come back here, yu dutty mongoose!

KAREN: Leave him alone!

KAREN'S PARTNER: Help me!

HERBERT: Keep your dirty hands off my sister!

KAREN'S PARTNER: Help me!

That Black bitch is here. Come on, Reggie.

KAREN'S PARTNER: Help me! Get off!

MOB SHOUTS

Oi, she's getting away! Come on!

Quicken it up, fellas!

It's him there, the boy what mash up me Guinness.

Come back here, you little rat.

MAN: Get her! —- MAN 2: Get her! Come on!

DOG BARKS

There she is. | see her!

GLASS SHATTERS —- MAN YELLS

MAN: Down here, lads.

Fellas, straight ahead.

This way. This way!

There they are! —- Come on, fellas, two of 'em.

Here!

Go straight ahead, boys. Come on.

This way. Go!

TEDDY BOY: Come on, fellas, we got these now.

She's down the gully! — Where are they? Come on!

THEY PANT

Shh!

Right, don't let 'em get away! — Back here, lads.

MOB SHOUTS RECEDE

You run like a man.

I'm from Clarendon, St Anne's District.

Clarendon women know how to run.

My family come from Trelawny.

You know Mrs Powell?

She keep all them ugly goat at the market there?

We don't all know each other, you know.

IMITATES SHELTON: "You run like a man."

SHE SUCKS TEETH

GLASS SHATTERS —- EXPLOSION

Wherever you are, we'll sniff you out!

MOB SHOUTS RECEDE

GLASS SHATTERS IN DISTANCE

Come back here!

Come here, you...

If you see him get him!

I'm gonna box you down!

DOG BARKS

Get him!

Hey! Where you at now?

You can't run forever!

Where him gone? Where him gone?

HE YELLS IN PAIN

HE GROANS

FLOORBOARD CREAKS

HE GRUNTS - DOOR RATTLES

DOOR RATTLES

HE SIGHS

FOOTSTEPS RECEDE

SHE BREATHES SHAKILY

HERBERT YELLS

Come on, quickly now!

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

HE YELLS — Come on, this has nothing to do with us.

Aston, you can't see him bleeding? It has everything to do with us.

HERBERT: Don't touch me! —- WOMAN: Herbert!

HOSANNA: Everything is going to be alright.

RUTH: Oh, my God. It's going everywhere.

LEAH: Aston. - I'll call an ambulance.

HERBERT GROANS

Aston!

You going to help us or you just going to stand there?

HERBERT GROANS

HERBERT: Don't touch me!

HE YELLS

Get your hands off me! HE YELLS

HE SCREAMS

Jamaican bottle opener. Fish and chips teeth can't do that.

HE LAUGHS

All that curry goat and hard food toughen up y'jawbone!

SHE LAUGHS

So, you come to this country with Miss Hosanna?

Me and my sister Chantrelle bring Hosanna.

We wanted a new life.

You brave.

So, when'd you come here?

Hm.

Well...

| was in the Royal Air Force during the war.

You know, | was a young man.

The minute you put on the uniform, you could do no wrong.

So, when the war finish, you stayed?

No, | went back to Trelawny.

But when we reach, it was just more...

unemployment.

So, | decided to come back to England, but...

it was just different.

Now suddenly | wasn't wearing the uniform

and people would say to me

"When are you going back?"

Vexed me.

So, you didn't come back for a somebody? Like a sweetheart?

No. | haven't meet somebody like that yet.

You?

Not tonight, | haven't. —- HE LAUGHS

So, you're not enjoying my company? —- SHE CHUCKLES

| thought | made a good first impression.

Really? —-Mm.

You didn't yesterday.

| mek a note for meself. "Avoid Shelton till me drop dead."

DOOR CLATTERS - THEY GASP

SHE SQUEALS

Oh!

Uh, hello.

Uh, you're in my... This is our shed.

SPADE THUDS

Oh, thank goodness, | thought you were gonna wallop me.

SHELTON: Oh no, I'm sorry. There were some Teddy boys--

We came in here to get away.

l-I-I'm sorry, but we did drink some of your cider. | can pay.

No. Don't worry, it was a Christmas present, neither of us can stand the stuff.

OK, well.

We'll be going now, if you think it's safe?

Yes. It is safe, my sister Renee rang to say that it was all over and done with.

She could have crossed the road and knocked on the door, but no.

She had to ring and tell me in her telephone voice. Ridiculous.

Like the Queen, but from Tipton.

Thank goodness she did call.

WOMAN: | did come down earlier, but you were having a fine old time.

So, | thought, "No, Pauline, don't interrupt young love."

We're not together. — We aren't--

My mistake.

HE YELLS IN PAIN

No! Don't want a bloody ambulance.

HE SCREAMS

Careful! —- HE GROANS

Heavenly father, please help this boy to heal and get better

in mind, body, and soul. Amen.

Amen.

Thank you, Ruth.

HERBERT PANTS

Lord, forgive this young man.

He needs to find better company for himself.

Proverbs 22 says, "Make no friendship with a wrathful man

lest we learn his ways, and entangle yourself in a snare."

Amen.

Amen.

Which mean, you lie down wid dog, you wake up wid fleas, you hear me?

HE GRUNTS IN PAIN

You pray good, Ruth.

| was too quick to judge before. I'm sorry.

You want to keep prayer meeting with me upstairs next week Sunday?

| would love that, thank you.

HERBERT PANTS AND GROANS

They won't let me into St Edward's because | look funny.

Well, that's their problem not yours.

And don't you listen to any of that "Keep Britain White" nonsense.

You're British citizens, you belong here as much as we do.

We invited you to come over here to help us rebuild after the war

and most of us are very grateful.

Lord knows we should be.

You listen to me. This is your home now.

Welcome! — SHELTON: Thank you.

PAULINE CHUCKLES

PAULINE: Night, night.

Come on.

Let's get you home.

Leah!

Hosanna. SHE LAUGHS

HOSANNA: The power of prayer.

Thanks, Shelton. You wan' come in?

No, man. I-l need sleep.

See you tomorrow. Goodnight.

LEAH: Goodnight.

KAREN: Nearly there. Nearly there.

HE SPLUTTERS — Charlie.

LEAH: This idiot pulled knife on me

threw bricks at us.

And you pray for him?

ASTON: Hosanna is amazing.

| don't know where she find the forgiveness.

They wanted us dead tonight.

| shoulda fight them back.

Two wrongs don't make a right, Aston.

Even though he trespassed against us.

ASTON: | never should have mek you come over here.

They don't want us.

And after tonight | don't blame you if you want to go back.

I'm sorry.

Stop apologising, Aston.

| meet somebody tonight.

She was kind and welcoming.

She say we belong, and she right.

This is our Mother Country.

Momma Gladys used to say that my British passport was a golden ticket.

And now we reach...

Well...

they'll have to get used to us, whether they like it or not.

We're staying.