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'What is it that makes the extreme far right so popular?'

White power! What is it that resonates with us?

'I've got daughters in the house.'

They can't be in the same house as unmarried men.

We can't go near his daughters,

but it's all right for his mob to groom young white girls.

'Look at this fella here.'

He was one of the leading lights in the far right in this country.

That's me in that photograph - 20 years ago.

Are we gonna have to move again? I'm sorry.

Why do you want to join National Action?

I suppose I get... frustrated.

I don't even know where we live anymore.

'Where am I going?'

No, not on the phone. I'll WhatsApp you the address.

National Action's all you seem to want to write about

at the moment. Like I said, Nick, I'm worried about them.

Whether we win through political means or violent means,

either way there will be violence,

but we must develop the killer instinct.

APPLAUSE We will fight!

Jack made an amazing speech last night,

but if we're to back up his fine words

and the actions of martyrs like Zack Davies,

then we need to be men of courage.

Britain first! This is for Britain!

We are National Action,

and we are here today speaking to you

about the horde of immigrant trash

that continue to invade our towns and cities.

Our sisters, our daughters will fall to sub-human, non-white vermin.

We don't care!

Get out of here! Fuck off! A war is brewing

and we must be ruthless.

And if innocent people are to be cut down in the process,

then so be it. Blood must be shed.

NEWS REPORTER: Jo Cox took great pride

in serving the people of Batley.

Today residents repaid that love

as they lined up to pay their respects

at her funeral procession.

The Cox family as a whole

have taken great comfort from this support,

and, of course, our thoughts are with them

at such a bleak time for her husband and two young children.

Can you state your name, please?

My name is Death To Traitors, Freedom For Britain.

And that's what you're going to give the court as your name, is it?

I believe, Ma'am, that this is all my client wishes to say

at this point.

I order that he be remanded in custody at Belmarsh Prison

until his next appearance.

I also suggest, Mr Allen,

bearing in mind the name he's given the court,

that a psychiatric report be prepared. Ma'am.

Take him down.

NEWS REPORTER: As police continue to investigate Jo Cox's killer,

there have been calls on the Government

for a clamp down on neo-Nazi groups

continuing to spread their hateful ideology

across Britain.

MEGAPHONE: Our goal is simple.

A white Britain for white British.

No Muslims, no Jews.

'What was the killer like?' Exactly what they're always like.

A dead-eyed psychopath. Absolutely nothing about him.

The far right are desperate for a hero with a bit of charisma,

but I promise you now it's not gonna be him.

There is no link between him and National Action.

Look, the worrying thing is

they're using this to promote their cause.

After the attack on the dentist in North Wales,

National Action went out of their way

to distance themselves from them and Zack Davies.

Listen to this group email.

'We never publicly associated with him,

'so there's nothing to worry about.'

Now compare that to what they posted after the murder of Jo Cox.

'Don't let this man's sacrifice go in vain.'

A complete change of direction. No, there's a change in the set-up.

The welcome page on their website actually now says -

'Death To Traitors, Freedom For Britain'.

That's exactly how you get banned as an organisation.

And that's our problem.

Because if that happens, it'll drive them deeper underground.

And if they are planning something themselves,

which we're convinced they are,

then we won't know about it until it's too late.

We need that walk-in.

TV PLAYS

DOOR OPENS

Is that you, Jack?

Do you want anything to eat? I've done a roast chicken.

I'm not hungry.

Armed police! Stay where you are! Move away from the door!

Ben Raymond. Where is he?

NEWS REPORTER: A house in North West England

is one of a number raided this morning.

All addresses have suspected links

to the far right neo-Nazi group National Action.

Armed police!

Keep still! Keep your hands still!

Armed police! Stay where you are!

Where's Garron Helm? He don't live here no more.

On your knees!

NEWS REPORTER: Searching behind the grimy curtains,

officers emerged having found a number of suspicious items

that were taken away for further examination.

MOBILE VIBRATES

All right, Bren?

'Listen, social media's buzzing about the National Action raids.

'Lots of far right groups shitting themselves

'that they're next.'

'So, a man called Lenny McCabe has emailed you.

'He says he knows you from back in the day.' Lenny McCabe?

What, did he mention the NF?

'All he said is he wanted to see you.'

Yeah, send me his number.

'Yeah, I've just text it to you now.'

Right. Ta. Thanks. Ta-ra, love.

'Bye.'

TEXT ALERT

PHONE RINGS OUT

All right, Lenny. 'Who's this?'

It's me, Maffy. 'Matthew Collins?'

Yeah, blast from the past, eh? 'I've got to see you, Maffy.'

What's going on, then? 'I can guarantee your safety.'

What's it about? 'Not on the phone.'

BELL RINGS

All right, where? 'I'll send another email.'

Look, I've got to go. I'll see you there.

Hi, son. Are you all right? Yeah. Yeah?

Hi. All right, boys. All right, lad?

All right, champ? Are you good, fat head?

Baa! Hey!

Come on. Shall we get home?

'The police turned the whole place upside down.'

I'm telling you, this government's out for blood.

But we should expect the pressure. We should expect the intimidation.

It's all right for you. They don't know who you are.

They still think I'm the leader.

All the information that they have on us is out of date,

yet they're still trying to put the squeeze on us. It's a joke.

It's because of them posts after the MP got murdered.

I wouldn't have done that. You're a fucking idiot!

I'm appointing Robbie deputy organiser.

What? I was next in line for that. He's only been here five minutes!

Robbie's clean. Brings no baggage.

And he's not interested in notoriety, Garron.

Robbie can work out of the spotlight.

Well, do you accept, Robbie?

Yeah. Yeah, sure.

Good.

SIREN BLARES IN DISTANCE

Fuck off back to Africa!

That is a badge of honour.

Taste that fucking blood and wear it with pride. All right?

Good. Come on. Work to do, young Matthew.

DOOR INTERCOM BUZZES

'Who is it?' It's me.

COUGHING AND RETCHING

Ta.

Sorry to hear about Sylvia.

Aye. You broke her heart

You were like a son to her.

It was a long time ago now, Lenny.

We've all moved on.

Yeah, you may well have done, son.

LABOURED BREATHING

But those you left behind,

the mates you flipped over like kippers, it wasnae that easy.

Now, I didn't come here to have an argument with you. Huh.

You wanted to see me. Aye.

This thing that's happened.

Mad bastard shot the young girl, the MP.

He's not NF, all right? He's not one of us.

So you can tell your leftie mates that

because I don't want the fucking police

banging on my door and making my life a misery again

cos I cannae take any more of it, son.

He had nothing to do with us.

Do you have any proof?

Oh, aye.

I've got proof.

Me and Sylvia,

we lived up in Yorkshire for a couple of years

after I got out of prison.

In there. Take a look.

BREATHES HEAVILY

I couldn't take it anymore down here.

God, I'd walk down Bethnal Green Road

and I might as well have been in bloody Pakistan.

Well, my dad's Irish. He said back in the day

there used to be signs on the boarding houses

saying 'No Irish, No Dogs'.

Then it was 'No Irish, No Blacks, No Dogs'.

Then just 'No Blacks, No Dogs'.

Things change, Lenny. Unless you're a dog, I suppose.

Well, I got work up there.

I ran their NF branch for them.

I've got records of all the members going back to 1970.

It's all there.

It's all alphabetical, it's all numbered,

so you'd know if anybody was missing.

All the meetings, all the attendees. But he's not there.

Shooting a young lassie like that. A mother.

We'd never have pulled a stunt like that in our day,

would we, Maffy?

We were sticking up for our race, son. That's what we were doing.

But it's not the same anymore now, is it?

It's got nasty.

It always was nasty, Lenny.

Let's not forget that.

I don't like to think

what some of the old mob would have done with you

if they knew you were here today.

I won't tell 'em if you don't.

Why did you do what you did, son?

What did I ever do to deserve that?

Well, if you don't know now, you never will.

Fuck off.

And you make sure they know this fella

had nothing to do with the NF.

You make sure everyone knows.

You're still a fucking grass.

Peace and love, Lenny. Peace and love.

You can walk away, but I know what you've done.

You ratted on your mates and you put me inside.

18 months locked up with Blacks and crackheads and the fucking IRA.

You're scum, Collins!

And I won't let you fucking forget it!

Fucking hell.

DOOR INTERCOM BUZZES

'Hello?' Brenda, it's me.

It's pissing down here. Hurry up!

We have a duty of care to our sources.

We can't put them at risk. What's going on?

We've asked to seize your computers and your phone. Which we've refused.

Thanks, boss. Nice one. It's got all my porn on it, that.

I guess this raid's a waste of time, eh?

OK, we're done here.

You'll be hearing from us again. I'll be seizing that equipment.

You'll have to back everything up. It's all right.

It's all backed up on my hard drive at home.

And my laptop's encrypted.

TV: What is the plan

for dealing with National Action, Home Secretary?

'National Action is a vile group.

'They promote homophobia, they promote violence and terrorism,

'and have no place...' Is this what I think it is?

'This will very clearly make membership

'and glorification of National Action a criminal offence.

'National Action will become

'the first ever extreme right wing group in the country

'to be proscribed.' Shit.

'This will give police and the courts extra powers

'to go after people who are those members.

'We know that anti-Semitism...' It won't stop them.

'..is a nasty, unpleasant and vile crime as well,

'and has been somewhat on the rise recently in the UK.

'This will help us get...'

We've got no fucking chance of getting anyone in there now.

None.

'..to take place and make it clearer to people what the boundaries are.'

If you have that, have that bit of broccoli

and you can have your pudding, OK?

Stop being disgusting. Chew with your mouth closed!

Just do it.

Will you close your mouth? You're winding him up.

Mum! Please, babe.

HE COUGHS

Eh, that's horrible. Stop doing that.

Close your mouth. That's rank. Love, don't... Hey!

Hey, pack it in! Pack that in now!

You're behaving like a load of wild animals.

I'm trying to eat my tea!

You all right, fella?

And then follow through the punch, yeah?

Right, come on, do the jab, remember.

Yeah, there we go. Follow through on the punch.

See that? It's easy.

Every time, Robbie. You need to start listening to me.

You need to stand on your side and make yourself small, right?

Sorry.

Bad day.

Don't apologise to me, apologise to the kids.

They're the ones who went to bed scared

cos you shouted at them.

We have to stop it getting to them.

I mean, you can shout at me all you want.

But nothing gets past us.

They have to be normal little boys having normal little lives.

What was it? The bad stuff?

I went to see someone I haven't seen in 25 years.

A fella from the National Front.

I just can't believe that I used to be like him.

That I believed in what he believes in.

SHAKILY: I did some bad things.

You're not that person anymore, Matt.

Well...

..I mean, I suggest you get that down you.

Fair enough.

Do you wanna see what I've been working on?

Not really. Oh, I think you'll like it.

Go on.

Portugal. Ten days. All booked.

Are you kidding?

No. It's been far too long since we've had a holiday, innit?

Yeah. Oh, baby!

Oh, baby, thank you!

It's gorgeous. Thank you. I'm sorry.

TV PLAYS

THUDDING

Are you all right?

I'm just... worried about things.

What have you got to be worried about?

Hey?

I have to fight Jack Webster. Why?

Cos he called me a gay boy.

OK.

Right, well, being called gay's not an insult,

so Jack Webster's got that wrong for starters.

Just... Just ignore him. He'll hate that.

Do you think so? Yeah, just walk away from him, son.

You know, he's probably got his own issues going on.

If you ignore him, he'll just get bored, won't he?

Yeah.

Move over. I'm jumping in for a bit.

Aren't I too old for that?

No, you're never too old for a cuddle. Come here!

Let's have a proper snuggle. Come on.

There you go.

Have you ever been in a fight, Dad?

Yeah.

Yeah, a few times.

'We want these commies out, don't we?'

So let's go and take them out. All right?

Let's do it! Go!

Right, come on.

Let's get in and out with these bastards, eh?

How far can I go, Lenny? Till you taste the blood.

Where are you going? You can't come in here.

There's a meeting going on! Shut up!

Have some fucking manners!

There's no commies in here! It's just a bunch of Pakis!

What's going on here? It's only mothers in there.

SCREAMING

NEWS REPORTER: I can see at least five ambulances

still trying to get across Westminster Bridge to bring help,

as our overhead shot reveals the devastation down below

on Westminster Bridge and around the Palace of Westminster.

Shocked faces everywhere.

A difficulty in comprehending what has happened.

The streets of London again...

Don't like this, mate.

You weren't followed? No, I was checking.

What's happened here? Muslim nutter.

Driven into pedestrians on Westminster Bridge.

Then he's stabbed a copper.

Have they got him? Yeah, police have shot him.

Terrorist attack. No question, mate.

We can't let this go. There should be reprisals.

We should attack their communities and burn down their mosques.

We're under attack. This is a war,

even though our government will not recognise it as such.

And so it falls to us to take the fight to our enemies.

And now, even though we are now technically banned,

thanks to Robbie,

two new recruits, Ryan and Jason, have joined us today.

Welcome, lads.

The time has come for us to harden ourselves

for the struggle ahead.

Ryan, are you ready to fight?

I don't have any gloves.

You don't need any, kid.

Lovely.

That's enough now, Chris!

That's enough now!

Why did you have to beat him up?

He's not going to come back again, is he?

Yeah, well, we can't wrap 'em all in cotton wool.

TEXT ALERT

Turn it off, babe.

So, who is he?

He calls himself Lucas Harrison. That name's never cropped up before.

Could be a newbie? Yeah, could be.

Or it could be someone in the group using a fake identity.

Nice one.

Either way I think he's legit, do you know what I mean?

He says they've set up a gym

in an industrial estate in Warrington.

So I spoke to the landlord

pretending to be interested in the space.

Apparently, they're renting it out under a false name

and paying for it in cash. So what are we gonna do?

String 'em along for the time being. You know what I mean?

Use the info he's given me to shake things up.

See what falls out of the tree.

SCREAMING

And as a direct result of the terrorist attack

on the MEN Arena in Manchester,

in the last few hours,

following an emergency meeting of the COBRA committee,

the UK's threat level has been raised

from severe to critical.

One of the dangers of this sort of attack

is the risk of a retaliatory outrage from the far right.

But we believe that safety measures

put in place here at the Home Office,

including the banning of

the fascist organisation National Action,

which now no longer exists as an entity,

have, we believe, significantly reduced this threat.

If National Action don't exist,

then who've I been exchanging emails with?

Shit.

I think it's ready to print. Do you wanna check it?

'NA have suggested killing gays as well as Jews.'

Is it OK?

You know what's not OK?

The police saying that National Action's history

and this problem's over.

Well, it's all right,

it's only Blacks and Jews and queers they want to exterminate.

And, well, they don't really matter, do they?

Yes, happy.

Excuse me. Watch out.

See you tomorrow. See ya.

'We have to do something about that rat, Matthew Collins.'

He keeps writing about us.

He put something in again about us today.

That's what he does,

keeps the spotlight on us, trying to fuck us up.

Well, he needs shutting up. Yeah, well, how, Chris?

Other people have tried, mate,

but the minute anyone gets near him, he moves home.

He's got kids, hasn't he? Three. Yeah, well, find 'em.

They're his weak point.

He'll shut up if we can get to them.

Robbie, I'm putting you on that.

Is Jack Renshaw at home?

He's my son, yeah.

My name's Detective Constable Henderson.

This is my colleague, DC Phillips.

What do you want with him? Mum? What's he done?

I'll take care of this, Mum. I'll take care of them. Come on.

I'm Jack Renshaw. I know why you're here.

Yeah, I used to be a member of National Action.

No, I'm not a member anymore.

We're not here about National Action.

Jack Renshaw, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of inciting a child to engage in sexual activity.

You do not have to say anything, but it may harm your defence

if you do not mention when questioned

something that you later rely on in court.

Anything you do say may be given in evidence.

We've taken statements from both the boys involved,

and we've had the opportunity

to review their social media accounts,

in particular their Facebook Messenger accounts.

Do you deny contacting the boys through social media?

No comment.

Mr Renshaw, we've seized a number of personal items from your address,

including your computer and two phones.

It's obviously gonna be better for you to come clean now,

rather than have your lack of cooperation

count against you in the future.

These are children that we're talking about.

One of the boys is 13 years old, the other 14.

In numerous posts...

you have asked them for sex

and you've sent them naked photos of yourself.

I'll ask you again,

is there anything you wish to tell us now

before it's too late?

No comment.

Fuck!

It's all lies.

It's all been fabricated by my enemies.

By Hope Not Hate, by Matthew fucking Collins!

Hope Not Hate just put this on the website right now.

Oi, boys, listen up.

'My sources tell me that the boys in black

'are very much in training, hitting the crash mats

'for what they think'll be their big moment.'

What fucking sources?

Training? Crash mats? Where's he getting that from?

Well, it's obvious, innit? We've got a grass.

Yeah, right, and everyone knows here, yeah,

that'd be like signing your own death warrant.

Do you understand, lads?

What about fucking Ben?

Has anyone seen him since the ban? No.

Listen, Chris, I know he's a lot of things, mate,

but I don't think he's a grass, all right?

All right. Well, who else, then? What about Garron?

Why isn't he here?

Jack?

Why hasn't he come?

Did he tell anyone he couldn't make it?

No, I trust Jack.

Well, we need to find out who the worm is, and quick,

because we're looking at ten years

just for being together now we're banned.

Ah, youse are looking at this all wrong.

All genuine revolutionary movements

have needed to exist at some point underground.

These are exciting times because we will strike back.

And when we do...

it won't be the white man that's crying.

Mickey! Right, lads, watch out.

Here you are. Move. Mickey, hurry up!

Babe, will you go and see what he's doing?

Yeah, do me a favour, move that out the way.

Hey! Come on, we're all waiting for you.

What's wrong?

I've been put on report for fighting.

What, with Jack Webster? Yeah.

Well, what happened? Did you hit him?

Yeah.

At first, I tried to ignore him, but then we ended up having a fight.

All right, well, at least you tried the peaceful approach first, eh?

You're not gonna tell Mum, are you?

No.

No, your secret's safe with me, Rocky.

One, two, slip. Yep. And again.

One, two, slip. Oh, boof!

All right? Upper cut.

No, keep your guard up when you're doing it.

TEXT ALERT

Right, OK.

Jack's called a meeting tonight. Wants me, you and Chris.

I've got something to tell you.

I can't take any more.

I've decided the time's come to do something.

I'm going to commit a murder to begin the race war.

Another MP.

To show that Jo Cox wasn't a one-off.

What MP? Rosie Cooper.

She's a member of the Friends Of Israel.

She's a dirty Jew lover.

Yeah, but why her, though?

I mean, no-one's ever heard of her.

She's my local MP.

Why not Amber Rudd?

She's the Home Secretary. She's the one that's banned us.

No.

She'll have too much security around her.

With Cooper, I know I could finish the job.

I know exactly when and where she's going to be.

I mean, look, two MPs.

It's just too much for 'em to take.

OK. Well, how will you do it?

I'll take her hostage.

I'll ask for a woman police officer to be sent in to negotiate.

Then I'll kill them both with a machete.

I've already bought it.

Then I'll run outside wearing a fake suicide vest.

The police'll no doubt shoot me, cos I don't want to go to prison.

It will be an act of white Jihad, the spark that unleashes the fire.

Well, what woman police officer?

DC Victoria Henderson.

She's been fucking hassling me about being a member of National Action.

Disrespecting me.

I've decided that she must die too.

OK, erm... CLEARS THROAT

..I'm not saying that you couldn't pull it off, Jack,

but doesn't it seem like a bit of a complicated plan?

I mean, why not get a gun, walk into a synagogue

and just start firing? Simple.

And what if there's kids there? So what?

Jew children are still fucking vermin.

You don't say, "Oh, look, it's baby vermin," do you?

Vermin's vermin, it's gonna die.

So, you're gonna do a synagogue, then?

No. No, no. Plans are too far advanced.

I'm just gonna, er...

..I'm gonna do the, er, policewoman and the, er, the MP.

I mean, look, I can video it all for you, if you like.

I mean, evidence'll be there, then, future generations.

Yeah, well, when do you plan to do it, mate?

Ready to go now.

That's it!

Oh...

Here you are. Grab my nuts. Oh, really!

Do you want another one? Yes, please.

Do you want another Coke, lads? Yeah, sure. Er, yeah.

Don't get them any more Coke, love.

Oh, shut up. You're turning into your ma, you!

Hello, boys! Hi! Hi, how you doing?

Er, good. Good.

Do you like magic? Oh, yeah!

All right, mate. Can I have another one of them beers, please?

Er, and a Diet Coke and vodka,

and three Diet Cokes as well, please, boss. Cheers.

TEXT ALERT

Oh!

No, he's playing us! Very good!

Did you like that?

You're playing with the fabric of reality!

'Why are you crying, Matthew?'

Why do you think I'm crying?

Because I've gotten myself into something

I don't know how to get out of.

Isn't that why you wanted to contact my magazine?

Isn't that why you wanted to speak to me?

But now I'm sitting here, I can't see it ending.

Right now I could name half a dozen blokes

who'd wanna kill me if they knew I was talking to you.

And these'd be the same blokes that brutally beat up mothers

and old ladies?

The police are on my back,

but I don't wanna go into Witness Protection

or anything like that.

I don't wanna have to become someone else.

We can help you. You can't protect me

from all the people who are after me, can you?

Will you trust me?

Matthew, my magazine can help you.

Do you trust me?

Hello. Lucas?

Yeah, it's Matthew Collins.

Yeah. Sorry, mate, yeah. Er, no, I don't.

Yeah, I didn't call you last night.

I only just got your message this morning.

I'm away with the family, to be honest with you.

So, what's going on?

Rosie Cooper?

What, you mean Yvette Cooper? I know who she is.

Hang on.

Excuse me, love. Have you got a pen, please?

Ta.

Yeah, go ahead, lad. So, Rosie Cooper.

Yeah, and who is she?

She's his local MP?

A police woman?

What about her?

All right, so... Well, what are we looking at?

When's this gonna happen?

Fuck!

Shit. OK, erm...

Look, you realise this changes everything, don't you?

I mean, I can't sit on this information, mate.

No, so let's stop fucking about and let's start at the beginning.

And what's your real name, eh?

Cos I know it's not Lucas Harrison.

It's Robbie. Robbie Mullen.

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