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[suspenseful music begins]

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[snoring]

[city ambient begins]

[traffic noise]

[people shouting]

[telephone buzzing] [car honking]

[loud knocking] [car honking]

- Lucy, open the door you bitch.

I know you’re there.

[traffic noise] [loud knocking]

[loud knocking] - Come on Lucy, I know you’re inside.

[loud knocking] Open the fucking door or I’ll kick them in.

- No, you’re drunk.

[loud knocking] Go away or I’ll call the police.

- Don’t you fucking phone them.

Open the door.

[alarm ringing] [loud knocking]

- Open the fucking door right now!

[loud knocking]

- Go away or I’ll call the police.

- Don’t you even fucking try.

Open this door or you’ll suffer.

[loud knocking] - Leave me alone Steve.

- Open the fucking door right now!

- I'm calling the police.

[loud knocking] [traffic noise]

- Please Steve, leave me alone.

- Open the fucking door you stupid slag.

[loud knocking]

- Stupid bitch, open the, ohhhhh.

[loud door kick]

[loud knocking]

- Leave me alone you psychopath!

[rhythmic music begins] [sirens wailing]

[rhythmic music ends]

[phone speaker] If you consider buying a van,

you need to think of the size of it.

There are several options available out there.

You need to think of height and width.

Also, you need to determine how much space you need

before you buy the right vehicle for all.

I’m sure, grand adventures ahead.

As you can see my van,

I have a lot of space to move around.

Now, I don't know about you,

I’m five foot eleven,

and there’s still space above my head.

As you can see, I bought this Volkswagen van

for possibly four thousand pounds.

I’ve spent about

one thousand pounds to turn it

into this house on wheels.

Now, since then,

I have fully been living on the road and so far,

I’m absolutely loving it.

Uhm…

I feel a tremendous sense of freedom and hopefully,

that is the reality I can prove to you today.

I was able to escape the city

chaos for good and…

- Oh, god.

It's fucking freezing out there mate.

I know, winter is cruel this year uh.

Any orders?

Nah.

Nothing for last half an hour.

So, what are you up to mate?

Not much.

I got a break you know. What?

What you watching?

It's a video about van life.

You know…

what you mean,

hipster life?

- I want to buy a van when I save up enough.

- And…

run away into the nature you know.

You'd have to do a hell of a lot of overtime

to get out of this shithole.

[ambient music begins]

I know.

But imagine that,

sunshine, beautiful landscapes,

fresh air,

and lots of time to contemplate.

I mean, it sounds like a dreamland.

Are there plenty of beautiful women

out there to keep you company?

Maybe.

I mean, you’re thinking too much.

You are a delusional dreamer.

- Anyway, how are you?

I mean, I was stuck in the kebab shop

for 25 minutes, can you believe that?

When the hell did so called fast fucking food

become slow as fuck food?

I know.

Last time I went there,

I had to wait for 15 minutes.

And then when I came back to my car,

I was welcomed by a parking ticket.

Thirty-five pounds, can you believe it?

My order was worth seven pounds.

It's ridiculous.

Don't get me started

on those fucking vultures.

And we bust our arses off

every day for scraps.

- And they dare to bother us.

[telephone buzzing]

Oh, finally.

I thought I am going to freeze to death here.

How far?

Not, not far.

Four miles south area.

How much?

Four pounds.

That price is a joke.

I know,

but it's still better than nothing.

Just be careful out there.

The area is rough.

I know.

It's all over the media.

[music intensifies]

- Alright, see you later.

- See you, mate.

[car door shuts]

[car driving]

[radio playing]

[radio host] England news.

Britain is on the edge of bankruptcy,

according to the central bank.

The prime minister assures that the government

is doing everything to get the economy

back to normal.

Police warn citizens

to be extra careful as the rate of crime

and incidents keeps rising day by day.

Police are looking for three youngsters

in their early twenties

who are associated with several

theft and violence cases

committed within the last few weeks.

Their identities are still unknown.

Prices of petrol are on the rise,

and the government urges car owners

to consider electric vehicles.

[audio ends]

[footsteps echo]

[zipper sound]

- Hi, I'm really sorry it took so long,

but the roads are insanely busy

this evening. Ugh.

- It's unbelievable.

- I even tried to get a shortcut

to get faster to you,

but I ended up stuck in the traffic anyway.

No worries.

It sounds like you're having a busy day.

Ugh.

Never ending chaos.

[helicopter whirring] Six days a week.

I think I know the feeling.

Feeling of constant hassle?

Ha, I meant never ending chaos.

I appreciate your patience.

I appreciate hard working gentleman.

- Whoa!

You are too kind.

If I could only deliver to people like you,

- My life would be so much easier.

What's your name?

- I'm Robert, you?

Abbie.

Nice to meet you, Abbie.

Enjoy your food.

Thank you.

See you again,

maybe?

Maybe.

You never know,

right?

Goodnight.

- Bye.

[traffic noise]

[radio playing] [radio host] Good morning Britain and welcome

to the England news morning podcast.

This morning I am hosting

a special guest, Doctor

Mary Johnson from the Mental Health Association.

Good morning, Mary, and

thank you for joining me today.

- Good morning and thank you.

[radio host] Could you please tell us why

people struggle so much?

Because, ugh,

according to the official statistics.

Violence and crime

is on the unexpected rise.

Just last week a police officer was stabbed to death.

In the south area.

Not to even mention

the constant burglaries and shoplifting.

- I would say that there are several factors

contributing to modern chaos.

I think the main problem may be

our unstable economy,

which now is deeply in a recession state.

Many young people struggle to make a living.

Lack of jobs, low pay compensations,

corruption also contributes

to those problems that you've mentioned.

People struggle to make a living these days.

So they do whatever they can to survive.

[Radio host] Are you saying that corrupted economy

is the source of all the problems

our city is facing?

- I'm just suggesting,

although, yes I think our broken and corrupted

economy may be the main problem,

as well as inequality.

[Radio host] So shall we blame the system?

- Well, it's often easy to blame.

However, it is

definitely a major contributing factor.

[Radio host] So how can we improve as a society?

How can we tackle those problems efficiently?

- We have a mental health clinic available

twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week.

If any of your viewers suffer

from any type of depression

or anxiety, I highly encourage you to call us

on 0344 4775774

and speak to one of our experts who can guide you

in gaining essential support.

[Radio host] What about suicides?

- Modern life serves

enough injustice to everyone.

Our brain is constantly being attacked

[radio fades out] by psychological triggers generated by things

such as advertising and social media.

[echoing voice] Tried selling that watch we stole the other day lads.

[suspenseful music begins] Greedy fucker only offered me 100 quid.

Pff, ain’t even worth it mate. Nahh fam, no.

- Nah, not at all.

[vicious chuckles]

Oi, oi oi.

- Look who's coming Tommy.

[Tommy laughing]

Excuse me.

Where are you going?

I just want to get past you Tommy.

You’re in my ends.

If you want to get over there,

you've got to give me something.

Yeah you tell him, tell him. Yeah, you tell him Tommy.

Ugh, look, I know you're angry.

I understand that, but all of this is, it's

- Not going to solve any of your problems.

Fucking give him something, man.

You don't need to do this, Tommy.

Now, I told you before that I can

I can help address some of your issues.

You just need to come to my sessions, and then we can try

and solve out your problems yeah?

I'll sort you out.

If you don't give me something,

- Yeah that’s it tell him - yeah you fuck him up Tom.

- Why do you waste your time

- Time with these?

Who the fuck are you talking to bruv?

Fuck off man.

You could do something with your life. You could.

You could be something.

You're an intelligent lad.

You should do something with your life. You could.

You could be part of a community.

Do something valuable.

- Life is full of meaning. - You just

- You just need to find that for yourself.

Or do you want to be like your dad?

- Ho ho ho ho.

Yo, knock him out bruv.

End up like my dad?

You’ll fucking end up like him

if you don't cut the bullshit

and give me something before I fuck you up.

- Go on Tommy, fuck him up, go on - fuck him up!

You stop this or I will call the police.

- Fucking go for it! - Ughhhhh.

[Dan laughs viciously]

Right, your decision Tommy.

- Yoink! [viscous laughing]

Look at that lads.

Not bad, eh? Yeah, you bad man.

About fucking 200 quid there.

- You fucking sell that. You get a fucking ounce for that.

- Give it back!

- Fuck off!

- Go on! Fuck him!

Go on, Tommy, fuck him up!

- Yeah, that’s it! - Come on, man!

- Fuck him up!

- Fuck him up! - That’s it!

- Make him look fucking bloody!

- Fuck him up! - Go on, Tom!

- Who the fuck do you think you are, yeah? - Go on!

Yeah, get him! Get him!

Yeah! That’s it!

- Yeah!

- Go on, man, fucking hit him, in the fucking head! - Fuck him up!

Face in!

Leave him alone!

[painful grunts]

Who the fuck is this clown?

- Who's this fucking waste, man?

Fucking hit him, go on!

Come on, lad, do it.

Fucking do it, yeah!

- Come on, lad. Do it.

- Fucking do it.

- You got some balls, huh?

Come on, cunt.

- Just fucking do it!

That's what I thought.

You in my end now.

Don't forget that.

- Come on, boys.

- Fuck this shit. - Yeah, man!

- Fuck you, you dickhead.

Yeah, fuck you, yeah! Pussy yo!

Fuck off!

You’re a dickhead, fam!

Don’t come around here then!

[ambient music begins]

[ambient music stops]

[car engine idling]

So I am going to call an ambulance.

And then I will call the police, uhm.

What's your name, sir, by the way?

Russell.

Russell Brickman.

Nice to meet you.

I'm Robert.

- Nice to meet you, Robert.

Seems like you're…

one of the last decent…

young men left in this city, yeah?

I just, I just don't understand…

why these anger-driven people…

are doing all of those things.

You know, like stealing…

harassing other people…

why they act…

like some kind of crazy…

animal straight out of jungle.

I just don't understand.

They’re just being human beings.

Aren't they?

Driven and controlled by their own emotions.

Okay.

But, why?

What are they so angry about?

Well, there's plenty of reasons to be angry.

Isn't there?

Surely you know that.

Living in this city.

I mean, uhm…

for these guys, people…

[ambient music begins]

People like Tommy, it's…

normally anger that comes from…

social, economic…

inequality, being born…

unfairly into this race of life.

And then…

feeling like you don't fit in and then…

feeling rejected or ostracized by society.

And that just turns to bitterness and resentment.

And then that…

that transfers into anger.

And then before you know it, you've got all these…

these anger-driven…

predators.

These animals in the jungle that you talk of, that…

- No one can control them.

- Now they're stealing, they’re harassing.

- They’re abusing.

They don't even recognize…

or see that they've got these wounds.

Let alone care for them, you know.

Instead, they let their pain…

turn into anger

and then they transfer that anger onto others

because that's a hell of a lot easier than

- Dealing with the inner chaos

- Battling the inner demons that they’ve got

- In order to heal themselves

- I mean, violence is just another way

of manifesting your own misery, isn't it?

And if your brain and your soul is already

poisoned by this

hatred, this anger, then

it really doesn't take long to unleash that

monster that dwells inside of you

and we've all got a monster inside us

haven’t we?

- Just, ugh

just a matter of time before someone presses

those buttons to release it.

I mean you don't really know

the depth of your own darkness until someone pressures

your own internal triggers.

How do you know all of this?

- I'm a, I'm a psychologist.

- What about mental health

- support for these kind of people then?

Well, that's expensive innit, Robert?

Is it?

Yeah.

People like Tommy

here

he's not the kind

that's gonna sit down gently and

and listen.

No, he’ll reject

any listening, any sort of help at all.

Really

hurts my heart

see so many of these young men tangled

by

Anger and hatred, you know?

Drowning in their own misery.

So many of their lives

just a wasted opportunity,

you know?

But one

in ten of these young men that I work with

will actually ever change for the better.

I call them my little miracles.

Sounds like a war with cancer.

- Yeah, precisely.

- Something like that.

I, I don't even know why I bother anymore.

I just can't believe there's no hope.

Yeah, you don't have to.

Just have to accept it.

Oh look don’t

don’t listen to me.

I’m, I’m just old and

tired and

hurt.

Bit wounded huh?

- Okay, well

- I guess I better call that ambulance, yeah?

Yeah.

[Phone speaker] This is emergency services, how can I help?

I have a man with me

who was attacked and beaten up.

- Okay, is the man conscious?

Yes.

- Has the man have any severe injuries?

I'm not sure.

- Alright, and can I please have the victim's name?

Um, it’s, ah, Russell Brickman.

- Okay, can please have the victim’s date of birth?

- Uh, it’s 19th of August

- 1978.

- Thank you, just bear with me.

Okay.

- Since it’s not a life threatening emergency,

- you gonna have to wait up to four hours

- for an ambulance

- because all of our crews are

- on the road responding

- to life threatening emergencies.

Excuse me?

Are you kidding me right now?

- I’m sorry, it’s the reality of underpaid

- emergency services.

- We just don’t have enough staff.

- If you can bring this man to the hospital,

- we can take of him from there.

Yeah, that's not a problem.

I can give him a lift. Yeah.

- That’s great.

- Is there anything else I can help you with today?

Um,

no, thank you, bye.

Underpaid staff.

Where the hell do our taxes go, eh?

[painful grunts]

They fade away like our forgotten dreams.

That's ridiculous.

Yeah.

Do you want me to call the police

before we go?

No.

No, you just drive us to the hospital if that’s still okay?

You sure? Yeah.

I'll call them on the way.

[suspenseful music begins]

[car engine idling]

[phone speaker] Emergency.

[phone speaker] What service do you require?

Uh, yeah,

police, please.

[phone speaker] We're sorry,

but we're experiencing a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We're sorry,

but we're experiencing a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We're sorry,

but we're experiencing a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We're sorry,

but we're experiencing a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

- Oh, for fuck's sake.

- It's ridiculous.

- You can't even get help when you need it.

Yeah, I am too old

and tired for all this bullshit.

- There's so much crime going on in this city.

- I'm working

- late evenings as a delivery driver, you know.

- And I haven't seen

- a single police car on the road, I swear.

Because they're probably

all underpaid by our taxes.

- Yeah, probably.

Here we are.

Thank you.

I really appreciate your help, Robert.

No worries at all.

Happy to help.

Take it easy, yeah.

Yeah.

I'll try and uh,

and you, try and hold onto that hope, yeah?

I try my best, I promise.

- See ya.

[traffic noise] [crowd noise]

Oh, hey, Robert.

I didn't order anything today.

I know, I just, uhm,

I had a break

and I thought you might be fancy

some coffee and cookies?

Oh, I see.

You mean a date?

- I'm kidding.

- Please come in.

I love these chocolate cookies.

Good choice.

I love them, too.

I think I love my coffee more

because it keeps my brain conscious.

Coffee and cookies go well together.

Mhm.

Perfectly balanced combination.

How long were you working as a delivery driver?

Not long.

Probably about three months.

- Why delivery?

Well I struggle to sleep,

so I work.

Money is decent.

Besides,

- I'm trying to save up for a van

- so I can

- convert it into a tiny house

and just run away from this chaos.

That sounds exciting.

Where are you planning on going?

- Uhm,

- I don't know yet.

Wherever the sun takes me, I guess.

Alone?

What you gonna do there?

I'm gonna live my life in peace.

Yeah, but,

what are you gonna actually do?

I don't know, if you are so interested,

why don't you come with me and find out?

- Woah, easy tiger.

I like living in this chaos.

Despite that, I've got a career.

[ambient music begins]

Oh, yeah?

What kind of career?

I’m the secretary at a law firm.

But I'm studying to become a lawyer.

Not bad.

You're hard to impress.

Maybe.

You got chocolate

on the right side of your lips.

What here?

That isn't the right side.

Okay.

I never get

why men are like children

when it comes to eating.

Maybe because we like…

[ambient music fades out]

[hip hop song begins]

[elevator sound]

Who the fuck is that?

[hip hop song stops]

- Who’s that?

Food delivery.

Come in.

What took you so long?

White boy.

I'm really sorry, I…

I had to wait for your pizza.

Twenty-five minutes at the restaurant.

The traffic is dense and ah…

it's just busy on the road.

I'm really sorry you had to wait longer, but…

here's your pizza.

So please enjoy and have a nice evening.

- Wait.

- White boy.

This pizza is fucking cold.

I want a new one.

Uhm, sorry to hear that, but uhm…

I only deliver.

If you need a refund or a new pizza,

you need to contact the restaurant.

Are you fucking deaf?

Bring, bring me a new pizza.

Excuse me?

- I had to wait one fucking hour

[suspenseful music begins]

for cold pizza,

which was shit, by the way.

Anyways, I want you to bring me a new pizza.

- Do you hear what I’m saying, white boy?

Do you have something to say to me?

White boy.

[screaming]

Get out of my house, you little bitch! [heavy breathing]

[ambient music fades out]

[phone dialing]

[ambient music begins]

[phone speaker] Emergency.

What service do you require?

With police, please.

[phone speaker] We’re sorry, but we're experiencing

a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We’re sorry, but we're experiencing

a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We’re sorry, but we're experiencing

a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We’re sorry, but we're experiencing

a high volume of calls.

Please wait.

[phone speaker] We’re sorry, but we're experiencing

a high volume of calls.

[car engine] [ambient music fades out]

You alright, mate?

- Yeah I’m good.

Wow, your face is…

telling me that you've had a day full of joy.

- Don't worry about this.

- It's nothing.

Yeah, nothing

until you end up in the morgue.

- I'm fine.

- Seriously.

- So what happened?

- Unsatisfied customer.

Fucking brainless animals.

I mean, you've got a knife on you,

haven't you?

Why would I carry the knife for?

- I mean, look in the mirror mate.

- That's your answer.

- Fucking jokes on you, uh? [ambient music begins]

Did you know Josh?

Not really, why?

No, of course you don't.

You haven’t been in the job long enough.

He was killed in an elevator.

Eight months ago by two scumbags.

He was stabbed to death for an iPhone.

Can you believe it?

This is insane.

Just fire the car up.

We're going for a short drive.

Where about?

- You'll find out when we get there.

And take that look off your face.

You look like my ex-wife.

Just drive, for fuck's sake.

Okay, boss.

[ambient music continues]

[doors unlocking] [traffic noise]

- Welcome to my cave.

Not bad.

Thanks.

Did you serve in the army?

- Yeah.

Unfortunately.

What do you mean?

- Well, I was young and naive.

When you're young and naive,

they brainwash you by telling you

you need to protect your family

and your community.

But truth is, all you are

is a slice of war meat.

War is about economics, that's all.

When you land in a foreign country,

all your job is is to

create misery for other people.

- And then they dump you.

Uhm.

I'm sorry to hear that, man.

I had no idea.

- It's because you're

too fucking young and naive to be able

to see the bullshit in this world.

Well,

fair enough, man.

Anyway, give me a moment.

Sure, no worries.

[ambient music intensifies]

- Right.

This darling is called a Glock.

- And it might save your sorry ass one day.

Are you kidding me?

- I've got the same one on me.

- Just take it.

Are you actually serious?

- Look, Robert,

this

is a warning.

Next time, you could be dead.

Just take it.

Oh, shit, man.

Look, man, I

next time I just buy tear gas or

I'm just going to call the police.

The police?

You mean those

unarmed clowns who spend their time

harassing homeless people

instead of fighting real crimes?

- Five-year-old kids take advantage of them.

How the hell do you expect them

to take care of you?

They can't even protect themselves.

I know.

You're right.

It's dangerous out there these days.

But I don't need a gun, man.

Who the hell do you think I am?

You know what, Robert?

I think you're a victim of a broken system

and its consequences.

- Which slowly turns this city into the sewage

it is built over.

The possession of a gun is illegal, right?

Yeah.

And harassing and bullying hard-working

people is also illegal.

And nobody cares,

including the police

who's supposed to be guarding us from this filth.

- But this is some kind of imaginary concept

and it clearly doesn't work.

I never had a real gun in my hands.

I don't even know how to use it.

- Look, man, it's easy.

The magazine is full,

and it has 17 rounds in it.

Now it’s currently on safety,

but if you pull the top backwards,

it loads the bullet into the chamber.

- And now you're ready to shoot.

So as long as you don't load it,

it's safe in your pocket.

Sounds easy.

Now when some brainless

fucking cunts

tries to harass you again,

just pull that gun out and aim it at them.

Try it.

I'll pretend I'm about to rob you.

Wha...

And what's the point of this?

The point is to teach you self-defense,

so you don't die.

Now point the fucking gun at me.

Okay, fine.

Now point it higher.

Hold it using both hands.

- Create the grip.

- Keep it firm.

Like that.

- Yes, like this.

Now give me some punchline,

to scare me away.

And what should I say?

- Whatever comes to your mind.

Leave me alone or I will shoot.

You need to look angry.

You need to look like

you're not fucking around.

Leave me alone, you fucking asshole!

That's better.

Listen man, that's crazy.

- This city is fucking crazy too.

Look,

I appreciate your concern about me.

I really do.

But I can't take the gun.

So you choose to die

at the hands of unpredictable

animals instead?

Look Jack, don't worry about me.

Come on, mate.

Take it,

just in case.

All you have to do is to scare people

if you find yourself in an emergency again.

I don't know man.

It doesn't feel right.

- Death has the same feeling mate.

[ambient music fades out]

Excuse me.

What is happening here?

Do you live here? Uhm,

no, but my girlfriend does.

I'm really sorry, but

your girlfriend was a victim of an assault.

- And we're investigating her house

- for the moment.

What?

Where is she?

Hey man, I asked you a question.

- She didn't make it.

- She was stabbed to death.

What?

[helicopter rotors whirring]

I really am sorry.

Who did this?

What happened?

I'm afraid I can't share

this information with you right now.

But what I can tell you

is that we're looking to make an arrest

- on a group of youngsters.

- And if you see a suspicious group of young people around here,

please contact us immediately.

[police sirens]

[police sirens end]

[dramatic ambient begins]

[phone dialing]

[phone dialing]

[phone dialing]

[phone speaker] Welcome to mental health associations.

[phone speaker] Please wait while we connect you

[phone speaker] to one of our advisors.

[phone speaker] Thank you for your continued patience.

[phone speaker] Your call is important to us.

[phone speaker] However, we are experiencing extremely

[phone speaker] high volumes of calls, please stay on line and

[phone speaker] one of our advisors will be with you

[phone speaker] as soon as possible.

[phone dialing]

[phone dialing]

[phone dialing]

[voicemail] Hey, it’s Jack here.

[voicemail] I assume you know how this works.

[voicemail] Leave your confessions after the tone

[voicemail] and I’ll get straight back.

[door kick]

[door kick]

[door banging]

- You bitch! Open up.

- I’ll teach you a fucking lesson tonight.

- You never fucking listen to me.

[door kick]

[door kick]

- I’m calling the police.

[woman crying] [glass breaking]

[loud rumbling]

- Come on, you miserable bitch!

- Shut your fucking mouth.

- Bend over.

- Fucking slag.

- And a useless whore.

[woman crying louder]

- Shut your fucking mouth.

[Lucy cries] Stop!

- Bitch, I’ll teach you a fucking lesson 'cause you never fucking listen to me.

[Lucy cries] Stop!

[woman crying continues]

[Lucy cries] Please, stop!

- You fucking whore, you don’t think I know what you’re doing behind my back.

[Lucy cries] Stop.

- Shut your fucking mouth.

[Lucy cries] Oh no, please!

[Lucy cries] No!

[Lucy cries] No!

[woman crying continues] [gun loading]

[loud footsteps]

[door kick]

[gun shots firing]

[woman crying continues]

[dramatic music fades out]

Another day in paradise.

[atmospheric ambient begins]

Victim's name was Steve Winfield, age 37.

Three shots fired.

Two to the chest, one to the neck.

So from what we can tell,

he drowned in his own blood.

We believe the weapon used

was a nine millimeter Glock.

We found casings all over the floor.

It looks like an execution.

Maybe a gang retaliation.

I know this guy.

He was a proper scumbag,

and he got exactly what he was asking for.

- Well, the

- Woman who witnessed everything stated

- It was a young man.

Apparently he lived in the basement

of this shared house.

Do we have a motive?

- From what I can tell,

- Stevie here, had been

- Following her home for a few weeks.

- Tonight he snapped, tried to rape her.

Young man came running up,

kicked down the door in rage,

came in and fired three shots.

Heroic act I have to admit.

Where is the lady witness now?

- Being treated for a nervous breakdown

- At the hospital.

That's fair enough.

It's a lot to digest in one night.

[atmospheric ambient continues]

- Couldn't identify the guy at this time.

- He's been living here illegally and unregistered.

- But we did get a description

from the female victim.

[atmospheric ambient fades] Let's see.

So we got, ugh,

white male, he was wearing a green coat,

grey t-shirt, blue jeans,

approximately five foot six,

but, no distinguishing features or tattoos,

except for a black circle under his left eye.

Okay.

Did you find anything else?

Not really no, as you can see he's been living a very minimalistic life.

Okay, well,

the landlord should be able to identify the guy.

Have you spoken to him?

Uhm no.

We tried calling him but his phone was off.

But we're gonna head over there now

and have a talk.

Very well.

Let's go and try and find our ghost then.

Good luck boss.

[rhythmic music begins]

[rhythmic music ends]

[ambient music begins]

Who the fuck are you?

And what do you want?

Good evening, Robert.

It’s Detective Jackson,

speaking from the crime unit.

Just want to talk to you.

No shit.

So police do exist in this city after all.

I assume you're calling to thank me,

for cleansing the city of its filth.

- Come on, kid.

- Don’t play tough guy with me.

We know who you are, and we know what you did.

But you know what really bugs me?

How a regular citizen,

like yourself out of the blue,

becomes a delusional psychopath.

- And commits

- Murder,

- Using an illegal firearm.

- Can you enlighten me?

Because this regular citizen

got tired of watching injustice.

Because I got tired of watching

degenerated monsters

keep poisoning this city.

I got tired of watching

innocent people getting hurt for no reason.

- And nobody cares,

- including the police.

- So don't you give me the bullshit,

because you keep your eyes closed.

And you started prosecuting this city

on your own terms,

breaking the legal rules

of a democratic society, right?

- The action that you took is called murder,

- and it costs 15 years in prison.

Why don’t you let the police do the work?

- Maybe because I realized

that police don't live up to their duties, commitments,

and responsibilities.

I did your job,

because you refused to do your job.

- You let those monsters walk free

- and abuse,

- and harass,

and kill innocent people,

people I loved.

Do you know how this world works?

Let me, uhm, yeah let me educate you.

The bullshit

we're being fed by the media about equality,

it doesn't apply to the real world.

There’s a particular

kind of person amongst those

that you've killed.

- They're often excluded

- from society for a variety of reasons.

- The bottom line is that

- if you are discriminated or ostracized,

- then you have to fight to stay alive.

You don't get to choose if you're born,

but you get to choose

if you want to survive.

So the conclusion is according to

your logic, is that you have to kill

half the population.

Your actions come under the guise of bloody

revenge,

not

not justice.

- Are you trying to fucking moralize me?

What the fuck have you done

in order to protect us, huh?

You let those monsters

break the fucking law.

- You let them do

- all the horrible things

- they are doing to people.

But you're supposed to protect us.

My job is to fight

within the laws of fairness in the country,

to keep this city in order,

not to decide what's right or wrong.

Well, let me educate you.

You failed your duty

and your citizens.

- You can't keep any order

- within this fucking chaos.

You are useless.

No matter what you say,

it doesn't change the course

of the actions you took.

- This is your ending.

- Now, will you gently

- give up like a

- like a reasonable man?

Fuck off, you fucking prick!

[ambient music ends]

[suspenseful music begins]

The fuck is taking him

so long?

He meant to be here

half an hour ago with my

- Well, an hour ago in fact with my fucking money.

- Oh, mate, don't fucking worry about it.

- He’s just a fucking coke head, isn’t he?

- Fuck!

- I'm telling you, my

- money's probably gone up that fucking ginger nostril of his.

[suspenseful music ends]

- Where the fuck is he?

Haven’t heard off Dan, have you?

Nah, I haven’t fucking heard off Dan today.

He was meant to be here a fucking hour ago

with my cunting money.

I know he's been meant

to fucking be here, but he's not doing shit.

I’ve been texting him

all fucking day yesterday.

You know what?

Nothing.

Don’t think he grassed,

do you?

- Dan?

Yeah.

- Maybe, I don’t fucking know.

- I only met the guy three or four weeks ago, init.

- Fuck it, shit!

Oi!

What the fuck are you looking at, faggot?

I'm looking at two brainless cowards.

Come out of the car.

Come on.

Out now.

Oi.

We know this cunt don’t we?

Do we? Yeah.

- He was the fucking kid who was in the alley

- when we dropped the old fucker.

What the piss head?

Yeah.

What you doing, hey?

Come back to cry again?

[vicious laughter continues]

Very fucking funny huh?

- Yeah.

- Really fucking funny. - Yeah.

- You think you can just

- flex your fucking tongue out on me

- and not flex your muscle?

Come on, pussy!

Get out now!

Shame you didn't flex

your brain

before you killed innocent people.

You're dead mate, you're fucking dead.

- What the fuck?

- Noo. [gun shots firing]

[mumbling]

[action music begins]

[gun shot firing]

[action music ends]

What?

What the fuck do you want from me?

I want justice.

[suspenseful music begins]

You are definition

of everything

that I always hated about this world.

- And you took away from me

- one person

- that I truly loved in this world.

- Monsters like you

don't deserve to be here.

Monsters like you

should be exterminated.

You hurt people mindlessly

all the time.

- Your existence

- equals misery for other people.

- Nothing else.

- You killed innocent woman

- for the fucking money.

- You fucking coward!

[heavy breathing]

- You took her away from me.

Seems like

this city has been poisoned by ignorance.

- Seems like not even

- police can stop people like you.

- But tonight,

tonight everything ends

forever.

[Tommy mumbling]

I am fucking sick of people like you.

You made me hate this world.

Tonight, you will suffer

like all your innocent victims.

And you will get to feel the same pain.

Seems like nobody fucking cares

about anything anymore,

including me!

[Tommy mumbling]

- Listen mate.

- Listen, right? You don't want to do this.

You don't want to end up like me.

You're doing this

purely because you're fucking angry right now, and

I get, I get it, but

if you burn me,

you end up in prison, right?

And it ain't worth it.

I ain't worth it.

- Listen.

- Fucking life

- forced me to do what I've done.

- I had no fucking choice.

Listen, right, it was different for me.

I was born in fucking sewage, mate. Yeah?

- Fucking sewage!

How the fuck would you feel

if everyone you ever fucking loved

hated you

just because of who you fucking are,

including your family?

Just because the world hates you,

it doesn’t mean you have to hate it back.

You didn't have to hurt anybody.

You had a fucking choice.

Why didn't you go to work like me

and try to live a decent life

like everybody else? Why?

[Tommy shrieks in terror]

you decided

to transfer your anger onto others.

You even refused the help

that was available to you for free.

- I know, I know, I know.

Because of your fucking ignorance.

[Tommy breathing heavily]

- I can work it out.

- Please. - Just

- Just let me go.

- I can fix all of this.

- I can change.

- Just let me go, please.

I want you to fucking remember,

you fucking selfish cunt!

This is for Abbie,

for Russell,

and every single person

who suffered because of you.

- Please, just put the fucking can down.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Fuck, fuck!

- What the fuck?

- Fuck, fuck!

- Crazy.

- Fuck, fuck!

- Fuck!

- You are fucking psychotic. - Mate.

- What the fuck do you think you doing? - What?

- No, no, no, no.

- Mate, wait, wait.

- We can sort this.

- We can sort this.

- We can fucking fix this.

- This is fixable.

- Mate.

No, no!

No! Please!

Please, look, I'll do anything.

I'll do anything.

I'll get you anything you fucking want, mate.

I will see you in hell.

[Tommy screaming]

[screaming ends]

[suspenseful music ends] [car engine idling]

[ambient music begins]

[phone vibrating]

[phone vibrating]

[phone vibrating]

it's over, son.

Time to relax.

- I can make it easy if you'll only let me.

I got lost inside my own head,

and I let the anger to poison my mind.

- I never understood

- why some people live only to exploit others.

My only dream

was to save up enough

- and run away from all of this madness.

But I failed.

- This city has turned my dreams

- into the nightmares.

All I feel is wrath.

- This city is nothing more

- than a stinky sewage

- full of brainless monsters and parasites.

Don't trouble yourself anymore.

I don't blame you.

And to be honest,

I don't understand this fucking world either.

Living among wild animals has always been…

- so exhausting.

- and sometimes I just want to get my gun out…

and kill all of that brainless filth

by myself.

The truth is you kill one,

another five come to replace them.

They’re like regrets.

They always come back,

no matter what we do.

It's a paradox of this job.

So how do you find inner peace

when your soul dwells in misery?

I've been asking myself that question

every day for the last 40 years.

I'm still trying to find an answer.

But I'm tired of everything,

just like you.

I will let you go.

All those degenerates you killed,

they're nothing

but a threat to society.

- No one will cry for them anyway.

I'm going to give you 20 minutes to run.

Then I will report your absence on the scene.

I appreciate it.

I really do.

But running away like a rat

makes no sense.

- I can run away from you.

- I can run away from other people,

but I will never run away from myself,

no matter where I go.

I respect that.

Listen, son.

It's not your fault.

I mean that.

There is always light

at the end of darkness,

only if you can see the light.

I always hated this world.

I never felt like I belong here.

- I thought I was trying to save this city,

- but the truth is,

- I was trying to save myself.