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Man:
RAS, CAN I ASK
YOU A QUESTION?

Ras:
TALK TO ME, MON.

Man:
WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU
HAD TO MAKE A DECISION

BETWEEN BEING
LOYAL TO THE PAST

OR TRYING
TO MAKE A FUTURE?

Ras:
IF A MAN AIN'T
GOT NO ROOTS,

HIM DON'T
HAVE NO FUTURE.

YOU GOT TO HAVE ROOTS

TO HOLD ONTO.

♪ RISE UP 'CAUSE THERE
MIGHT BE NO NEXT TIME ♪

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP
- ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE ME STAND UP
IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT
- ♪ RISE UP...

Man:
SOME BLEEDING SAFEHOUSE.

BRIXTON, LONDON,
SW2.

STUCK BETWEEN A RASTA MAN

WITH A PIRATE
RADIO STATION UPSTAIRS

AND A YARDY
DRUG DEALER DOWNSTAIRS.

♪ BLESSED IS
THE MAN AND THE WOMAN ♪

♪ THAT WALKETH NOT IN THE
COUNSEL OF THE WICKED ♪

♪ NOR STANDETH IN THE WAYS
OF THE SINNERS ♪

♪ BUT THEY DELIGHTETH IN
THE LAW OF THE ALMIGHTY JAH ♪

♪ AND IN JAH LAW DO THEY
MEDITATE DAY AND NIGHT ♪

♪ THEY SHALL BE
LIKE A TREE... ♪

Man:
THE RASTA MAN'S ALL RIGHT.

JUST SITS UP THERE
SMOKING HIS WEED

AND BEAMING OUT TO BABYLON.

THE ONE DOWNSTAIRS
AIN'T ALL RIGHT.

SOME KIND OF
LOW-RENT PUSHER.

THINKS HE'S AL CAPONE
WITH A SUNTAN.

♪ BUT JAH KNOWETH THE WAYS
OF THE RIGHTEOUS... ♪

THEN THERE'S ME,
JOHNNY DOYLE.

PIGGY IN THE MIDDLE.

PADDY IN THE MIDDLE,
MORE LIKE.

I CAME HERE TO LIE LOW.

USED TO BE A NICE,
QUIET SQUAT.

NOW IT'S TURNED INTO
A BLEEDING COP-MAGNET.

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP
AND TAKE YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP
THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE
FALL DOWN... ♪

Johnny:
IT'S TIME TO MOVE ON.

ONLY THERE'S SOME THINGS
HARDER TO LEAVE BEHIND

THAN THIS SHIT-HOLE.

♪ CLEAN UP YOUR IMAGE
WHEN THE MIRROR REFLECTS ♪

♪ AND NOW YOU TRY TO CORRECT
WHAT THE MIRROR REJECTS ♪

♪ YOU SHOW YOUR FACE BUT
NEVER STICK OUT YOUR NECK ♪

♪ ANOTHER PICTURE
OF HELL, ONE MORE FRAME
AND YOU'RE DEAD ♪

♪ KILLING CRIMINALS
IS SAFER THAN KILLING CONS ♪

♪ YOUR TEETH ARE
TALKING TO ME ♪

♪ WILL YOU NEVER RESPOND?
AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU ♪

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH
IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK,
THOUGHTS ARE LEVEL UNEQUAL ♪

♪ PROVOS TRAVELING AGAIN

♪ THROUGH THE MIND
OF THE MASSES ♪

♪ STRAGGLING SIDEWAYS
AVOIDING THE PAST ♪

♪ AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH
IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK
BUT ME THOUGHTS ARE ILLEGAL ♪

♪ SO MERCY, MERCY

♪ YOU CAN CHAIN ME
OR CURSE ME ♪

♪ I FLOW WITH FLUID
FOR THE THIRSTY ♪

♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WE COME FOR
STAND UP IN LINE ♪

♪ SING OUT...

THERE'S A BOMB!
GET OUT OF THERE!

GET BACK!
GET DOWN THE STAIRS!

THERE'S A BOMB, COME ON!

GET BACK THERE'S A BOMB!

QUICK! GET DOWN!
HURRY UP!

COME ON!

SHH.

- BOLLOCKS.

- SHUT THE FUCK UP,
YOU WEE GOB-SHITE.

COME ON! GETTING
TOO EASY FOR YA.

♪ THE KING OF KINGS

♪ AND THE LORD OF LORDS

♪ SITS UPON HIS THRONE

♪ AND HE RULES US ALL

♪ LOOK INTO
THE BOOK OF LIFE ♪

♪ AND YOU WILL SEE

- ♪ THAT HE...

- ♪ RULES US ALL...

♪ THAT HE

♪ RULES US ALL

♪ THERE IS A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ WHERE THERE'S
NO NIGHT ♪

♪ THERE'S ONLY DAY

- ♪ LOOK INTO
THE BOOK OF LIFE ♪

♪ AND YOU WILL SEE

♪ THAT THERE'S A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ THAT THERE'S A LAND

♪ FAR, FAR AWAY

♪ SATTA A MASSAGANA

♪ AHAMLACK

♪ OOH

♪ ULAGHIZE

♪ SATTA A MASSAGANA

♪ AHAMLACK...

DO YOU REALLY THINK
I COULD HURT YOU?

I DIDN'T TIP IT.

I SWEAR TO GOD
I DIDN'T.

- Ras: RADIO RAS SIGNING OFF
IN A NATIONAL ANTHEM STYLE.

TO THOSE OUTSIDE
OR BEHIND LOCKED DOOR,

I AND I SAY PEACE.

Woman on radio:
...no longer seemed
feasible to proceed

on the present course.

And that response
from Mr. Bush Sr.

closed last
night's debate.

Coming up after
the headlines,

the latest on the
Arab-Israeli peace talks

and more reaction
on the streets of Belfast

to the latest news
on disarmament.

Here's Jonathan Woodley.

Woodley:
In Iraq, a roadside bomb
has claimed 14 lives.

Six civilians died alongside
eight Iraqi policemen.

So far, no groups have
claimed responsibility.

- Hopes of a new
Israeli-Palestinian accord

are growing as talks in Geneva
entered their third day.

More on that
after these headlines.

News is just coming in
of an attempted jailbreak

from Brixton Prison
in South London.

Initial reports suggest
that a prison officer

may have been killed
during the escape.

More news on that
as it comes in.

Sport now,
and Manchester United
will take on Chelsea

- in the quarter-finals
of the F.A. Cup.
- BOOM.

♪ I went down
to West Kingston... ♪

Johnny: JESUS, RAS!

SO MUCH FOR YOU PIRATE DJs
WEARING HEADPHONES.

THE COPS WON'T NEED
A DETECTIVE VAN TO FIND YOU,

THEY'LL JUST
FOLLOW THE NOISE.

THEY LEAVE ME ALONE.
I TALK OF PEACE.

BABYLON GOT
WAR ON THE STREET.

TALKIN' ABOUT WAR,
THAT SCUMBAG DOWNSTAIRS

IS AT IT AGAIN.
I THINK HE'S SETTING
UP SHOP.

YOU KNOW, HE BEAT UP
ON ONE OF HIS OWN
AGAIN LAST NIGHT.

- WHICH ONE?
- THIN WEASELY ONE
WITH THE GLASSES.

AH, SPARRA,
THE SORCERER'S
APPRENTICE.

THE CHEMIST, MON,
THE CHEMIST.

JULIUS, HIM SHIP IT,
SPARRA, HIM CUT IT,

ONLY THIS TIME, HIM CUT
A LITTLE TOO MUCH.

- THERE'S A GIRL
DOWN THERE TOO.
- SISTER RITA.

FINE WOMAN,
I AND I ALWAYS AT RITA

TO LEAVE THE BOY JULIUS.

- SO WHY DON'T SHE?
- HER LOVE RASTA.

WHAT, WITH THAT PSYCHO?
HIS OWN MA COULDN'T LOVE HIM.

IT'S NOT HIM SHE LOVE.
IT'S THAT EVIL

WHITE SHIT HIM SELL
AND SHE PUT IN HER VEINS.

I ALWAYS SAID
NOTHING EVER COME GOOD

FOR A BLACK FROM WHITE.

THUS SAYETH THE FOLLOWER
OF THE LORD,

ALMIGHTY JAH RASTAFARI,

KING OF KINGS,

LORD OF LORDS,

- EMPEROR, LION OF JUDAH.

DRUGS IS AN ABOMINATION

THAT'S PUT HERE TO KEEP
I AND I PEOPLE IN BONDAGE.

DAMNATION TO ALL
THE DRUG DEALERS

WHO KEEP I AND I
PEOPLE IN CHAINS.

FREE MY PEOPLE!
LET MY PEOPLE GO!

JAH RASTAFARI.

BIT RICH COMING
FROM A BLOKE

WITH A BIG FAT SPLIFF
IN HIS GOB, ISN'T IT?

YOU HONKY-MON DON'T
KNOW NOTHING.

OUR HERB, MON,
OUR RELIGION!

BABYLON LOCK ME UP
FOR HERB.

BUT FREE ME FOR SLAYING
MY OWN BRETHREN WITH GUN,

CRACK, OR KNIFE!

ALL THEM NEED
IS A BIG LAWYER MAN
AND THEM WALK FREE!

WELL, THAT'S
BABYLON FOR YA.

A TRUE, ME BROTHER.
A TRUE.

WELL, I'M GOING DOWN TO MARKET.
DO YOU WANT ANYTHING?

YEAH, MON.
SOME PAPAYA, SOME MANGO
AND SOME BANANA.

STRAIGHT FROM
BACK OF YARD, MON.

STRAIGHT FROM JAMAICA.

AND DON'T FORGET,
WHEN YOU VIBE THEM
FROM THE RECORD, MON.

- FUCK'S SAKE.

HANG ON.

JESUS CHRIST.

COME ON,
YOU WEE BOLLOCKS.

WE GOT PLACES TO GO
AND PEOPLE TO SEE.

DID YOU HAVE TO KILL HIM?

WHAT DOES IT MATTER?
ANOTHER 15 YEARS IF
WE'RE CAUGHT, THAT'S ALL.

MAURICE WAS OKAY,
WASN'T LIKE THE REST OF THEM.

MAURICE WAS A ROYAL
ENGLISH BASTARD

JUST LIKE THE FUCKIN'
REST OF THEM.

BUT WE'LL STOP
AND SAY A PRAYER FOR HIM,
LIGHT A FUCKIN' CANDLE.

ALL THE CHURCHES DOWN HERE
ARE FULL OF JUNGLE BUNNIES

DOING VOODOO--

- GOOD MAN, YOURSELF.

SISTER RITA,

YOU HERE WITH OUR KEY
AND OUR FRIEND GONE, HUH?

DOOR LOCKED AND YOU
IN THE HALLWAY.

HUH? GO ON.

OPEN THE DOOR.

- I SAID OPEN THE RAS DOOR--
- Johnny: I'VE GOT IT!

I'M HEADING OUT ANYWAY,
IT'S NO TROUBLE.

LISTEN, IF YOU WAS LOOKING
FOR YOUR MAN WITH THE BRUISES

HE WAS HERE THIS MORNING
WHEN I WENT FOR THE PAPERS.

HE LOOKED IN A BIT
OF A RUSH.

REAL SCENE, JOHNNY MAN.

YOU KNOW ME WAS JUST
SAYING TO RITA IS NICE
TO HAVE GOOD NEIGHBORS.

IRISH IN THE MIDDLE,
RASTA MAN UP TOP.

ALWAYS CAN SPOTS A CUP OF SUGAR.

THEM ALWAYS MIND
THEM OWN BUSINESS, NO?

AND THIS...

- I AND I BUSINESS,
STAR. SCENE?
- SCENE.

- NICE TO BE NICE, JOHNNY.
- YEAH.

AH, JIMMY BOY.

HE'S HERE.

NO, NO MORE TALK.

HE'S GOTTA GO.

EVERY TIME HE'S OUT,
WE SPEND ALL OUR TIME
SHOOTING AT EACH OTHER.

HE'S GOT
SOME KID WITH HIM.

NO, HIM TOO.

I DON'T GIVE A SHIT.

SHOULD BE MORE CHOOSY
WHO HE ESCAPES WITH.

JIMMY, YOU SNEAKING SHITE.

- ALL RIGHT, MIKEY, PLAN B.

50p FOR A WEE CUP OF TEA?

WHERE'S THE MARKET, MATE?

YOU CAN GET THINGS
IN THERE FOR...

50p...

LOADS OF THINGS.
IF YOU HAD 50p.

HAVE YOU GOT 50p?

SHEESH. I'VE GOT £1.

THAT'LL DO.

I WANT THE CHANGE.
SO WHERE IS IT?

THROUGH THE ENTRANCE.

- WHICH ENTRANCE?
- THAT ENTRANCE.

- YOU OWE ME 50p,
YOU BANDIT!
- WHAT?

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ OH, NO

♪ YOU DON'T KNOW

♪ BAAH BAAH BAAH BAAH

♪ HAVE YOU ANY WOOL?

♪ YES, JAH, YES, JAH...

- NAFE, HOW'S IT GOING?
- HELLO, JOHNNY.

- HOW'S BUSINESS, ALL RIGHT?
- ALL RIGHT, YEAH.

HEY, LOOK AT THIS.
JOHNNY DOYLE OF
ELECTRIC AVENUE,

FISH IS YOUR LIFE.

LISTEN,

- DO YOU HAVE ANY WORK GOING?
- I HAD SOME POSH BLOKE
COME IN, RIGHT?

ASKING ME FOR DOVER SOLE,
SO I'VE ORDERED A LOAD OF IT,

BUT I'VE GOT NO DRIVER.
CAN YOU HELP ME OUT?

- I-I-I NEED IT BADLY.
I'M ABSOLUTELY SKINNED.
- YEAH? OKAY, NO PROBLEM.

- LISTEN, THANKS
FOR THAT. WHAT TIME?
- IT'S GONNA BE EARLY, 4:00.

- THANKS, BRO.
- NO PROBLEM.
I'LL SEE YA LATER.

OH, AND DON'T
BE LATE, ALL RIGHT?

Woman:
WHAT CAN I GET FOR YA?

- CAN I GET A REFILL?
- RIGHT.

WHAT NOW?

NOW... WE WAIT.

WHAT FOR?
A FUCKIN' MIRACLE?

- WHAT TIME IS IT?
- 9:00.

- YOU IN A RUSH
TO GET BACK?
- NO.

THERE'S A FELLA I KNOW.

NOW, A WEE BIRD TELLS ME HE COMES IN HERE EVERY DAY.

I'VE BEEN PLANNING A MEETING
WITH HIM FOR A LONG TIME.

WHAT IF HE'S GOT A DAY OFF?

CAN YOU PHONE THE BOYS
TO COME GET US?

THIS WHOLE THING
WAS THEIR BLOODY IDEA.

WELL, NOT EXACTLY.

BUT YOU SAID
THE I.P.L.A. WANTED US OUT.

NEEDED US,
NOT WANTED US.

THEM FUCKERS WENT AGAINST MY ORDERS

AND VOTED FOR DISARMAMENT.

I WANT TO SEE THEM
DO THAT TO MY FACE.

- YOU SAID IT WAS ORDERS
FROM THE ARMY COUNCIL.
- IT WILL BE.

MY ORDERS.

WE'RE AT WAR WITH THE BRITS,
NOT WITH EACH OTHER.

LISTEN, YOU WEE GOB-SHITE.

SOMEONE HAS GOT TO GET IT
STARTED AGAIN, AND IF IT
WASN'T FOR YOU

AND YOUR FUCKIN' ANKLE
I'D BE HALFWAY TO KILBURN.

SOUTHERNERS ALWAYS
FUCKIN' YAPPIN'.

WHERE WERE YOU IN '72
WHEN THE BRITS WERE
BUSTIN' DOWN OUR DOORS?

I WASN'T BORN YET.

THAT'S NO EXCUSE.

LISTEN, MICHAEL, LOOK.

THE PROVOS ARE
A BUSTED FLUSH.

HUNDREDS OF THEM DON'T WANT TO DISARM

AND HALF THE I.P.L.A.

WHAT WE NEED IS SIMPLE.

- A FEW STRATEGIC BOMBS
TO GET IT STARTED AGAIN.
- ONE YEAR.

- ALL I HAD LEFT TO DO
WAS ONE FUCKIN' YEAR.
- ONE YEAR?

I'VE BEEN WAITING
FOR A LOT MORE THAN
ONE YEAR TO MEET THIS GUY.

- WHO?!

THEY'LL BE IN HERE
ANY MINUTE LOOKING FOR US.

DON'T FIND MANY
OF THEM IN IRELAND.

DON'T WORRY, JOHNNY.

I'M NOT HERE
TO SETTLE OLD SCORES.

IT WAS VERY RUDE
OF YOU TO RUN AWAY
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE.

I THOUGHT YOU GOT 12 YEARS.

TIME OFF FOR GOOD BEHAVIOR.

NOW, IT WOULDN'T BE RIGHT
FOR YOU AND I TO BE IN BRIXTON

AT THE SAME TIME
AND NOT GET BACK TOGETHER
AND HAVE A LITTLE REUNION.

SO YOU TAKE US BACK
TO YOUR PLACE, EH?

SO WE CAN HAVE A WEE CHAT.

I CAN'T HANG AROUND
HERE MUCH LONGER, IF
YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

YOU GOT YOURSELF OUT,
YOU KEEP YOURSELF OUT.

HOW'S YOUR MA?
STILL LIVING IN KILBURN
ALL ALONE?

YOU SORRY LUMP OF SHITE!
SHE DIED A YEAR AGO.

BETWEEN YOUR
LOT AND THE COPS, I COULDN'T
EVEN GO TO THE FUNERAL.

LOOK, I'M SORRY, JOHNNY.

YOU KNOW AS WELL AS I DO
THAT IF I WANTED YOU DEAD,

YOU'D BE FUCKIN' DEAD.

NOW I NEED THIS FAVOR,
JUST THIS ONCE.

AND IF YOU DO,
WE'LL BE EVEN.

YOU'LL NEVER HAVE TO LOOK
OVER YOUR SHOULDER AGAIN.

YOU GOT MY WORD.

JUST TAKE A LOOK IN THERE.

WEE MICHAEL HAGGERTY,
BUSTED ANKLE.

DOES HE REMIND YOU
OF ANYBODY?

ONE HOUR.

IF I THOUGHT IT WOULD
STOP HIM FOLLOWING
IN OUR FOOTSTEPS...

I'D BREAK HIS OTHER ANKLE.

JOHNNY, YOU OWE ME.
I DID TIME FOR YOU.

NOW IF NOT FOR ME
OR HIM OR YOURSELF,

OR FOR OLD TIME'S SAKE--
FOR FUCK'S SAKE,
YOU'VE GOTTA HELP US.

NO. NO.

I OWE YOU NOTHING.

Man on radio:
...escaped from
Brixton Prison

in South London.

At least one guard
has been critically injured...

GET YOUR MATE AND GO TO
THE FISH STORE OVER THERE.

- NAFE...

LISTEN, MATE, THERE'S
NO TIME TO EXPLAIN ANYTHING.

GOT TWO MATES--

TWO MATES IN TROUBLE
FROM BELFAST.

I WON'T BULLSHIT YOU,
MATE, IF YOU HELP

AND IT GOES WRONG,
IT'S DEEP SHIT.

IT'S NOW OR NEVER, MATE.

THIS WAY, GENTS.
NATHAN JAMES,
FRUITS OF THE SEA.

WHITEFISH, A SPECIALITY.

THANKS, MATE.

- AW, FUCK!
- JUST GOING UP
THE PLACE NOW.

- MOVE OVER, YOU GOB-SHITE.

- WHAT HAPPENING, OFFICER?
- Officer: WE'RE LOOKING
FOR TWO WHITE MALES

- TAKING A HOLIDAY
FROM BRIXTON NICK.
- Nathan: WHITE MALES?

OFFICER, THIS IS
YOUR LUCKY DAY.

WE IS THEM. I JUST
BLACK-UP FOR THE OCCASION.

YEAH, ALL RIGHT.
WHAT'S IN THE BINS?

FISH HEAD, FISH GUT,
EVERYTHING FOR REAL FISH TEA.

- YOU WANNA SMELL
FOR YOURSELF?

NICE.

NAH, YOU'RE ALL RIGHT.
BACK DOWN THIS WAY.

SO, WHO ARE THEY THEN?

I DON'T KNOW
THE YOUNGER ONE.

THE OLD ONE'S FLYNN--
I.P.L.A.

- WHAT, IS THAT LIKE THE I.R.A.?
- PROVOS HAVE PACKED IT IN.

BUT THIS LOT
ARE NOT TOO KEEN
ON BURYING THE HATCHET

- UNLESS IT'S IN EACH OTHER.
- RIGHT, OKAY, SO HOW
DO YOU KNOW HIM?

I USED TO WORK WITH FLYNN.

JESUS CHRIST.

I THOUGHT YOU MEANT
HONEST VILLAINS.

YOU KNOW, PEOPLE THAT DID BANKS AND NICKED MOTORS,

NOT BLOODY BOMBERS.

RIGHT, GET 'EM OUT
OF MY VAN. THEY CAN
BLEEDING WELL WALK.

CAN'T. THE COPS'LL
BE EVERYWHERE.

- NO, GET US BACK TO MY PLACE.
I'LL SORT IT OUT FROM--
- YOUR GAFF?!

WHAT, ARE YOU MENTAL?

YOU'VE GOT AN EVIL DRUGGIE
ASSHOLE DOWNSTAIRS AND
A PIRATE RADIO UPSTAIRS.

YEAH, SOME
BLEEDING SAFEHOUSE.

- JUST GET 'EM OUT NOW--
- DAMN IT, NAFE, WHAT THE FUCK
DO YOU THINK I'VE BEEN DOING

FOR FIVE YEARS?

FIVE YEARS FOR NOTHING.

- HI.
- HI.

- THANKS... FOR THIS MORNIN'.
- NO PROBLEM.

I'M RITA, BY THE WAY.

JOHNNY.

- ARE YOU IRISH?
- YEP.

SHOCKIN', ISN'T IT?

NO, IT'S JUST
YOU DON'T LOOK IRISH.

- I'M IRISH AS WELL.
- YOU DON'T SOUND IRISH.

I GUESS THAT
MAKES US EVEN THEN.

- THE RADIO.
- OH, COOL.

LOOK, I'M JUST
ON MY WAY OUT.

Flynn:
CAN WE COME IN
ANY TIME THIS CENTURY?

THESE ARE TWO FRIENDS
OF MINE FROM HOME.

MICHAEL HERE HAS
HURT HIS ANKLE.

IS THAT WHY THEY
WERE JUST ON TV?

- MUG SHOTS DON'T
DO THEM JUSTICE.
- ARE YOU IRISH?

YEAH, WE'VE DONE THAT ONE.

LOOK, JUST GET
THEM UPSTAIRS.

IF JULIUS GETS BACK,
THE POLICE WILL BE
THE LEAST OF YOUR WORRIES.

WHO THE FUCK'S JULIUS?

Johnny:
I'LL TELL YOU
UPSTAIRS, COME ON.

- THANKS.

LOOK, I'M A NURSE.
I CAN COME UP AND GIVE
YOU A HAND.

HOME SWEET HOME, JOHNNY.

I SEE YOU'VE DONE
WELL FOR YOURSELF.

I WAS DOING FINE
UNTIL THIS MORNING.

DON'T DO TOO MUCH
ENTERTAINING THEN?

NO.

AND I'M NOT
GONNA START NOW.

LISTEN, I WANT YOU
OUT OF HERE BY TONIGHT.

THAT'S THE DEAL.

WHAT ABOUT CEAD MILE FAILTE,
100,000 WELCOMES?

COME TO THINK OF IT...

WHAT HAPPENED
TO OUR EXPLOSIVES?

I FLUSHED 'EM
DOWN THE TOILET.

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU
FLUSH HALF A TON OF
SEMTEX DOWN THE BOG?

HURRY UP WITH
THAT TEA, WILL YOU?

Rita: DO YOU HAVE ANY BANDAGES?

- Johnny: IS IT BAD?
- I THINK HE'S TORN
HIS LIGAMENTS.

HERE.

HERE, HOLD HIS LEG UP.

OH, GOD.

- HOW YOU DOING, MICKEY?
- WILL WE BE OUT OF HERE SOON?

I'VE JUST GOTTA MAKE
A WEE PHONE CALL.

NOT HERE.

- THERE'S A PHONE BOX
ON THE CORNER, USE THAT.
- Rita: THAT CAN WAIT.

- YOU HAVE TO GET HIM
TO THE HOSPITAL.
- NAME'S FLYNN, LOVE.

MINE'S NOT LOVE.
IT'S RITA.

CAN YOU FIX THIS PROPERLY?

I THOUGHT YOU
WAS A NURSE.

ALL I DID WAS EMPTY
BEDPANS AND GIVE OUT PILLS.

- DO YOU HAVE ANY DRUGS?

- I THOUGHT THAT WAS YOUR
BOYFRIEND'S DEPARTMENT.

- MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS.
- Flynn: JOHNNY'S
GOOD AT THAT.

LOOKS LIKE IT'S GONNA
HAVE TO BE TEA, MIKEY.

- SO STRONG YOU COULD
TROT A MOUSE ON IT.

WHY DON'T YOU PHONE
YOUR MATES BEFORE
THE COPS PAY US A VISIT?

IF YOU CAN FIND ME,
SO CAN THEY.

ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT.

SOUNDS LIKE THEY'RE
HERE ALREADY.

Flynn:
NO, IT'S NOT
THE PEELERS.

NO, IT'S WORSE.

IT'S JULIUS.
AND HE'S FOUND SPARRA.

- Julius: YOU BREAK OUR
TRUST, SPARRA, HUH?
- NO.

NOTHING LIKE A NICE
CUP OF TEA, HUH?

MMM.

WOMAN, GO ROLL
A SPLIFF, HUH?

- OH, AND SISTER RITA...
- OW.

YOUR FRIEND HERE TELL ME
IT WAS YOU WHO LET HIM OUT
THE HOUSE, NOT THE IRISHMAN

- DON'T--
- RIGHT, SPARRA?

GO ON, TELL HER.

HUH? TELL HER, SPARRA.

SPARRA, TELL HER
YOU BROKE OUR TRUST.

- TELL HER YOU BROKE OUR TRUST,
SPARRA, GO ON! GO ON!

Flynn:
WHO THE FUCK
IS THIS JULIUS GUY?

Johnny:
DON'T UNDERESTIMATE
THIS FUCKER.

I'M TELLING YOU, FLYNN,
YOU'RE NOT IN BELFAST NOW.

HE DON'T NEED A CAUSE
TO FUCKING SHOOT SOMEONE.

Julius:
JUST TELL ME,
JUST TELL ME.

YOU BREAK OUR TRUST.

♪ FIVE PLUS FIVE

♪ IT EQUAL TO 10
AND IF YOU ADD MORE ♪

♪ YOU PUT THEM
IN THE PEN... ♪

IT'S NOTHING PERSONAL.
STRICTLY BUSINESS.

- Man: JULIUS!
- Julius: WHAT?

- Sparra: HELP ME!
OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR!

- NO, JOHNNY, NO!
- HELP ME, PLEASE!

IT'S NOT OUR
FUCKING WAR.

- Sparra: HELP ME!
HELP ME, PLEASE!

- NO, JOHNNY!

YOU FUCKING USE THAT
OR GET OUT OF MY WAY.

- JOHNNY...
- Sparra: OH!

Julius: WHITE BOY, WHOEVER
YOU THINK YOU BE, BETTER
THROW THAT KNIFE AWAY.

WHO YOUR FRIEND, JOHNNY?

I'M NO ONE, NIGGER.
I WAS JUST TELLIN'
JOHNNY FRIEND HERE,

THAT IT DOESN'T
PAY TO BE NOSY.

AH...

THERE ARE NO SECRETS
IN BRIXTON, MR. PRISON-MAN.

JOHNNY DARK HORSE, HUH?
NO WONDER YOU MIND YOUR
OWN BUSINESS, NO?

HUH, STAR?

Flynn:
JUDGING BY YOUR
FRIEND THERE,

LOOKS LIKE YOUR
BUSINESS COULD DO
WITH A WEE BIT OF MINDIN'.

OH, NO NO,
THAT'S OUR MEN DO.

SEE, WE NOT LET LITTLE
THING GET IN THE WAY OF...

- MARKET FORCES--
- Flynn: GRAND!

SO WHY DON'T YOU TAKE
YOUR DEAD FRIEND THERE

AND YOUR MARKET FORCES,
AND GET THE FUCK
OUT OF MY FLAT!?

LISTEN TO ME, YOU DO
WHAT I AND I SAY DO,

AND I, MON, SAY YOU GET OUT
MY HOUSE RIGHT NOW, BOY.

- VANISH, PARTY MAN, VANISH!
- HOLD ON, JULIUS.

THIS IS MY FLAT.

YOU'VE SEEN NOTHING...

AND WE'VE SEEN NOTHING.

END OF STORY, OKAY?

WHAT MY POLITE FRIEND HERE
IS TRYING TO SAY TO YOU

IS THAT IF YOU DON'T
FUCK OFF OUT OF MY FACE,

ME AND THE I.P.L.A.

WILL SEE THAT YOU
HAVE A REUNION

WITH YOUR WEE FRIEND THERE.

LISTEN TO ME, WHITE BOY.

THIS NOT BELFAST,
YOU KNOW.

SEE I AND I--
I NOW WILL HAVE TO
TEACH YOU SOME MANNERS.

COME ON THEN.
BRING IT ON, JIGGY.

- WHICH SIDE ARE
YOU ON TODAY, JOHNNY?
- FUCKIN' RAS--

Ras:
NOW HEAR THIS:

ENOUGH RESPECT GOING OUT
TO BRIXTON POSSE.

GOING OUT TO PADDY
IN THE MIDDLE.

GOING OUT
TO JULIUS POSSE.

HOUSE MEETING,
TWO MINUTE, BE THERE.

- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
- SHUT UP, FLYNN!

OKAY, YOU HEARD
THE MAN, JULIUS.

RAS WANTS TO TALK, WE TALK.

KING RASTA SCENE?

LET'S BE COOL.

NOW GIVE ME
THAT KNIFE, FLYNN.

- WHAT?
- GIVE ME THAT KNIFE.

COOL, JULIUS?

RESPECT.
DIGGS, SKIPP,

GET THIS MESS
OUT OUR HOUSE.

GO ON. GO ON, NOW!

AFTER YOU,
MY FREEDOM-FIGHTING FRIEND.

THIS IS A FUCKIN' MADHOUSE.

♪ WHOA, NO NO
NO NO NO... ♪

♪ YOU BETTER SKANK
IF YOU SKANKIN' ♪

♪ ROCK IT IF
YOU'RE ROCKIN' ♪

♪ BECAUSE WHENEVER...

GENTLEMEN, WHAT WE HAVE
HERE IS A DREAD SITUATION.

- WE JUST WANT
THE WHITE BOYS GONE.
- QUIET, PUSHER-MON!

YOU MAY BE BIG IN BABYLON,
BUT A REAL YARDMAN YOU TALK TO.

RESPECT, THIS IS
I AND I SCENE.

RESPECT, MON, RESPECT.

SPARRA, HIM DEAD.
CAN'T DO NOTHIN' ABOUT THAT.

LIVE BY THE DRUG,
DIE BY THE DRUG.

- Johnny: WITH A LITTLE
HELP FROM HIS FRIENDS.
- Ras: QUIET, PADDY-MON!

I'M TALKIN'!
TELL YOUR RUDE
BOYS OFF THE STREET,

THIS IS NO PLACE
FOR A WHITE-MAN WAR.

TELL THEM TO COME TAKE
THEM FRIEND BACK TO IRELAND!

BUT BRIXTON IS CRAWLING
WITH COPS AT THE MOMENT.

EVEN MARKET-MAN HERE,
HE RECOGNIZED ME.

- YOU KNOW,
YOU BETTER SHUT UP--
- JULIUS, ME SAY IT ONE TIME.

LEAVE THEM BE.
AND SISTER RITA, TOO

JOHNNY, YOUR FRIEND
GONE BY TOMORROW.

END OF STORY.

Johnny:
COME ON, FLYNN.
WE'RE SERIOUSLY EXPOSED HERE.

Flynn:
SHHH! SH SH SH.
JIMMY, YEAH, IT'S ME, FLYNN.

MORE OR LESS
IN THE SAME PLACE.

WE NEED A LIFT.

AND I'M WITH
AN OLD FRIEND.

DO YOU KNOW SOMEWHERE
CALLED THE ROXY?

YES. COME ON!

WHAT TIME?
OKAY, BE THERE.

JOHNNY, WHY DID YOU LEAVE?

JUST ONE QUESTION.
ANSWER ME THAT.

- ONE HOUR.
- AYE AYE.

WE'RE NOT AL QAEDA.

I'LL BE PHONING
THROUGH THE WARNING NOW.

LET'S DO THIS.

OH FUCK.
FIVE MINUTES.

- CHANGE THE TIMER.
- I CAN'T. IT'S FUCKING
ANTI-TAMPER, YOU SHOULD KNOW.

- WE'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING.
- FOUR FUCKING MINUTES.

FOUR MINUTES?
WE'VE GOT TO
CLEAR THE AREA!

WE CAN'T.
IT'S AN ACCIDENT.
COLLATERAL DAMAGE.

- COME ON, LET'S GO.
- COLLATERAL FUCKING DAMAGE?

YES, LET'S
FUCKING GO!

NO! YOU GO TO HELL,
YOU MAD BASTARD!

I'LL SEE YOU
THERE, JOHNNY.

FUCK OFF.

Johnny:
DON'T TOUCH THAT.

- JUST WANTED A SMOKE.
- WELL, IT'S NOT TOBACCO.

IT'S ME MA.

WHAT?

THEY SENT IT TO ME
AFTER THE FUNERAL.

SHE WASN'T VERY BIG,
WAS SHE?

Ras:
You're listening
to Radio Babylon...

BLESS HER.

You know where we are
on the dial...

SO WHY IS JULIUS SO AFRAID
OF THAT D.J. UPSTAIRS?

HE'S MORE THAN JUST A D.J.
HE'S THE NEAREST THING
BRIXTON HAS TO A KING.

JULIUS KNOWS
IF HE MESSES WITH HIM--

HE'LL HAVE
NO CUSTOMERS.

HE'S THE KING RASTA.

RASTA. THERE WAS A COUPLE
OF THOSE BIG-HAIRED LADS
IN THE NICK.

ONE OF THEM TRIED TO TELL ME
THAT EMPEROR HAILE SELASSIE
WAS JESUS.

WELL, THAT'S
WHAT THEY BELIEVE.

BUT I THOUGHT JESUS
WAS JESUS.

OH, I DON'T KNOW.

MY RELIGION STOPS
WITH ST. JUDE,

PATRON SAINT
OF BLEEDING HOPELESSNESS.

HE'S STILL NOT LISTENING
IF YOU'RE STUCK BETWEEN
A PUSHER AND A RASTA.

Flynn:
HEY GUYS, YOU SEE
WHAT I FOUND?

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

IS THIS YOURS, JOHNNY?

NO, IT'S NOT.
IT WAS HERE WHEN
I MOVED IN.

- YEAH, SURE!
- IT WAS.

THIS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION
OR COULD ANYONE JOIN IN?

WE WERE JUST TALKING
ABOUT OLD TIMES.

AYE, THE GOOD OLD DAYS,
BEFORE JOHNNY HERE WENT AWOL.

YOU CAN TALK, FLYNN.
YOU'RE THE ONE WHO'S AWOL NOW.

YOU JUST DON'T KNOW
THE WAR'S OVER.

HOLD ON TO YOUR DREADLOCKS.
WE'LL BE OUT OF HERE SOON.

NOW WHO'S TAKING US
TO THE MEET?

WELL, I RECKON YOU TWO
ARE ALL OVER THE TV, SO
WE GOTTA SPLIT UP.

MIKE HERE COME WITH ME
AND NATHAN IN THE VAN

AND YOU CAN GO WITH
JULIUS IN THE CAR.

WHY THE FUCK WOULD JULIUS
WANT TO DRIVE ME?

'CAUSE AT THIS MOMENT
IN TIME, FRIEND,

HE'S THE ONLY PERSON
IN THE WORLD

THAT WANTS YOU OUT OF
HERE MORE THAN ME.

VERY WHITE
OF YOU TO DRIVE US
TO THE MEET, JULIO.

THE NAME IS JULIUS
AND JUST 'CAUSE A RASTA MAN
SAVED YOUR WHITE ASS

DON'T THINK YOU CAN FUCK
WITH ME NOW, EH?

I'LL SAVE
THE LAST DANCE FOR YOU.

YOUR FRIEND NEEDS
SOME MANNERS, JOHNNY.

DIPLOMACY NEVER WAS
HIS STRONG POINT, JULIUS.

NOT LIKE YOU, EH?

RITA, WHERE
ARE YOU GOING?

I'LL STAY WITH
THE PATIENT, YEAH?

IT'S FUNNY.
WHEN I WAS A KID
GROWING UP IN IRELAND,

I NEVER THOUGH TOO MUCH
ABOUT BEING IRISH.

WE GOT BURNT OUT
IN BELFAST.

WHEN I WAS SEVEN, ME MA AND DA,
THEY MOVED US TO KILBURN.

YOU DON'T EVEN
HAVE THE ACCENT.

NAH...

I HAD IT KICKED OUT OF ME
AS A KID IN THE PLAYGROUND.

FUNNY, THE MORE THEY
KICKED ME THE MORE
IRISH I GOT.

LONDON IRISH.
YOU LOT ARE MADDER
THAN US.

BAD AS THE YANKS.

YEAH, I GREW UP
WITH THE PADDIES
CALLING ME A BRIT

AND THE BRITS THINKING
I WAS A PADDY.

SO WHY'D YOU EVEN
GET INVOLVED IN ALL THIS?

WELL I WAS 16,
WORKING IN A CHEMIST'S SHOP,
WHEN FLYNN SHOWED UP.

HE TOOK ME TO A FEW MEETINGS, INTRODUCED ME TO A FEW PLAYERS.

I SUPPOSE IT WAS MORE
EXCITING

THAN FILLING OUT
PRESCRIPTIONS AT THE TIME.

I'M SURE.

WHAT'S YOUR EXCUSE?

HMM.

GOT CAUGHT DISPENSING
TO MYSELF.

OH.

HEY, JULIUS MY MAN,
WHAT'S UP, BRO?

Johnny: YOUR BOYFRIEND'S VERY POPULAR HERE.

I KNOW.

THIS IS WHERE
I MET JULIUS.

VERY ROMANTIC.

NOT REALLY.
HE USED TO BE
A DEALER HERE.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN
"USED TO BE"?

IT GOT TOO HOT
WITH THE DRUG SQUAD.

ANYWAY, HE'S GOT EMPLOYEES
FOR ALL THAT NOW, YOU KNOW?

IT'S NICE TO HEAR
AN ECONOMIC SUCCESS STORY
IN THESE HARD TIMES.

I'M SURE HE'LL GET
THE QUEEN'S AWARD FOR EXPORT.

IRISH EXPORTS LIKE YOUR MATE
THAT GIVE US ALL A BAD NAME.

YEAH, WELL YOUR MATES
AREN'T EXACTLY A GOOD ADVERT

FOR THE JAMAICAN TOURIST
BOARD, ARE THEY?

AT LEAST THEY DON'T
BLOW PEOPLE UP.

WASN'T ALL BLACK AND WHITE.

IT WAS FOR ME.

JIMMY!

- LONG TIME NO SEE.
- YEAH.

EVERY TIME I'M OUT
YOU'RE IN.

WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?

THIS IS RITA.
SHE'S TAKING CARE OF
WEE MICHAEL.

HE HAD A WEE
HUMPTY DUMPTY.

HE'S OUT IN THE VAN.

SHE'S LOOKING AFTER HIM.
REMEMBER JOHNNY?

I REMEMBER A LOT OF THINGS.

THAT'S WHY YOU'RE HERE.
YOU'RE LIKE AN OLD ELEPHANT.

GONNA GET US OUT
OF THIS JUNGLE.

YOU KNOW THEY DON'T
SELL GUINNESS HERE?

SO I'VE HAD TO HAVE
A GIN AND TONIC.

WHAT ARE YOU
HAVING YOURSELF?

BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE
YOU DISAPPEARED, JOHNNY.

- COME ON, LET'S--
- SHUT IT, FLYNN.

THERE'S PEOPLE
NONE TOO HAPPY
WITH YOU EITHER.

SO HOW GOES IT, JOHNNY, EH?

WHO ARE YOU WORKING FOR
THESE DAYS?

I'M NOT.

AND I'M SUPPOSED
TO BELIEVE THAT?

BELIEVE WHAT YOU WANT.
I'VE BEEN OUT FIVE YEARS
AND I AIN'T OPENED ME GOB.

I'M NOT GONNA
START NOW, AM I?

SO DID YOU KNOW YOUR
OLD MATE FLYNN WAS COMING?

OR DID HE JUST
DROP IN, LIKE?

BIT OF A SURPRISE,
YEAH.

IT'S A SURPRISE
FOR US TOO.

ONE HOUR'S NOTICE,
THEN BRIXTON'S CRAWLING
WITH PLODS.

SOME FUCKING COINCIDENCE.

LOOK, I'M FUCKING
OUT NOW.

I'M CAUGHT BETWEEN FUCKING
LONDON IRISH AND LONDON
FUCKING DERRY.

WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM?

MY PROBLEM, FLYNN,
IS THAT YOU'VE BROUGHT
THE LAW DOWN ROUND OUR NECKS.

WE'VE ALREADY LOST
TWO SAFE HOUSES IN KILBURN
THANKS TO YOU,

AND NOW YOU SHOW UP
WITH THIS FUCKING JUDAS.

Johnny:
YOU COULD ALWAYS
FUCKING TALK.

NOW SHIT OR GET OFF
THE FUCKING POT!

YOU GONNA HELP OR NOT?

STILL A HARD MAN,
EH, JOHNNY?

WELL LUCKY FOR YOU
THE ARMY COUNCIL'S

FIGHTING BIGGER THINGS
THAN DESERTERS LIKE YOU.

BOLLOCKS!

THE OTHER TWO
CAN COME WITH ME.

LOOK, GUYS, LET'S
JUST ALL HAVE A DRINK
BEFORE WE GO, OKAY?

NO NEED TO CAUSE
ALL THIS TROUBLE.

LET'S GET BACK TO KILBURN.

JUST BECAUSE WE'RE
IN A PIGSTY

DOESN'T MEAN WE HAVE TO
ROLL AROUND IN THE SHITE.

- COPS.
- WHERE?

- BASTARDS.
- LOOK STEADY.

DON'T BE SO PARANOID.
IT'S NOT ABOUT US.

GOT A SPECIAL REQUEST
GOING OUT TO ALL THE
BOYS IN BLUE.

BIG UPS TO OUR MAJESTY'S
METROPOLITAN POLICE, EH?

HIGHTON WAREHOUSE, 0600.

BE THERE OR YOU'RE
ON YOUR OWN.

HOT FIRE.
MORE FIRE!

TIME FOR A DANCE?

LONDON BOYS DON'T DANCE.

PRETEND IT'S A JIG.

KEEP GOING.

YOU COULD DO BETTER
THAN HIM, YOU KNOW.

SOMEWHERE NEW,
SOMEONE NEW.

WHAT, LIKE A RUNAWAY PADDY
IN A FLAT WITH NO FURNITURE,

NO MONEY, NO GEAR,

AND A BUNCH OF BOMBERS
FOR MATES?

GUESS IT DON'T SOUND SO GOOD
WHEN YOU PUT IT LIKE THAT.

LET'S DO THIS.

THERE YOU GO, GENTS--
£3.50 ON THE METER,

NOT INCLUDING THE TIP,
AND 12 YEARS WAITING TIME.

I SEEM TO HAVE COME OUT
WITHOUT MY WALLET.

BUT REST ASSURED.
I'LL THINK OF YOU EVERY TIME
I WEAR MY BLACK BERET.

YEAH, AND I'LL THINK OF YOU
EVERY TIME I'M CHOPPING FISH.

SO...

Flynn:
COME UP TO KILBURN WITH US.

MEET SOME OF THE BOYS.

YOUR BOYS DON'T KNOW
LAWS OF GRAVITY, FLYNN.

I GO UP, I MIGHT NOT
COME BACK DOWN.

- THAT'S HISTORY.
- WE'RE HISTORY.

ONLY YOU WON'T
LIE DOWN.

YOU SPEAK FOR YOURSELF.
I HAVE PLANS.

AND WHAT ABOUT
STAYING OUT?

Flynn:
OUT OF PRISON.
BUT OUT OF THE GAME?

NEVER.

SEE YOU AROUND, JOHNNY.

NICE DAY FOR AN EXCURSION.

WHY COULDN'T THEY HAVE
JUST PICKED US UP AT
THE FUCKING MADHOUSE?

Flynn:
GOOD QUESTION.

AH.

JIMMY.
HOW'S THE CRACK?

DID YOUR MOTHER
KNIT THAT HAT?

WHAT'S UP?

Jimmy: SORRY, FLYNN. CHANGE OF PLANS.

YOU'RE HURTING
MY FEELINGS NOW, JIMMY.

CAN YOU JUST GET US
OUT OF HERE PLEASE?

YOU MIND THE TIME
THAT YOU AND I,

WE TOOK OUT
THAT ARMORED VAN?

- GOOD TIMES, FLYNN.
- YOU WERE GOOD.

IT NEEDN'T BE THIS WAY.

ALL I NEED IS
A FEW GOOD MEN.

PUT IT DOWN.

YOU COULD NEVER
SHOOT STRAIGHT ANYWAY.

THINGS CHANGE.

CHEERIO.

- WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?
- WRONG SIDE OF THE SPLIT.

JOHNNY WAS RIGHT,
WE'RE ON THE FUCKING
WRONG SIDE!

YOU STAY DOWN
AND YOU STAY CALM!

WHAT NOW?

HOW THE FUCK WOULD I KNOW?

- GET OUT!
- BUT IT'S MY BLOODY VAN!

IT'S MY BLOODY MESS.
NOW GET OUT!

SOME MATE.

BRING ME BACK MY VAN!

GET IN!

COME ON!

GET IN!

Johnny:
THIS IS GETTING LIKE
"GROUNDHOG DAY" WITH YOU TWO!

YOU THINK I'M JOKING
WHEN ME TELL YOU TO GET
THEM OUT OF ME HOUSE, HUH?

I TELL YOU AGAIN ME
GONNA HAVE TO SHOW YOU!

TAKE IT EASY, JULIUS.
THINGS DIDN'T WORK OUT.

BULLSHIT!
EITHER THEM LEAVE NOW
OR THEM LEAVE LIKE SPARRA!

- JULIUS...
- OH COME ON, COME ON!

COME ON, FUCKING KNACKER,
COME ON AT JULIUS!

THIS NOT FUCKING
IRELAND NOW.

THIS IS BABYLON, BOY.

JULIUS, RESPECT.

THINGS DON'T
HAVE TO BE LIKE THIS.

YOU AND I, WE HAVE MORE
IN COMMON THAN YOU THINK.

LET ME TELL YOU A STORY.

I REMEMBER A TIME
WHEN THERE WERE SIGNS
ALL OVER LONDON

SAYING "NO BLACKS,
NO IRISH, AND NO DOGS."

THEY TOLD JOKES ABOUT PADDY
THE IRISHMAN, ENGLISHMAN
AND SCOTSMAN.

NOW THIS IS A STORY
ABOUT THREE IRISHMEN
AND A JAMAICAN.

THE JAMAICAN THROWS
THE THREE IRISHMEN
OUT ON THE STREET.

THE STREETS OF BRIXTON
AND STOCKWELL SWARMING
WITH SECURITY AND POLICE.

SERGEANT PLOD, HE STOPS
PUBLIC ENEMIES #1, 2 AND 3.

HOW SOON, BOYS AND GIRLS,

DO YOU THINK IT IS

BEFORE SERGEANT PLOD
COMES KNOCKING

ON MR. DRUG DEALER'S DOOR?

THE FUCKING IRISH!

YOU ALWAYS TELLING
THEM TALES, HUH?

YOUR STORY'S
WRITTEN ON PENCIL.

HOW 'BOUT I
JUST ERASE IT, HUH?

ONE, TWO, THREE,
CRICK CRACK, JUST
LIKE THAT, HUH?

- END OF STORY.
- WELL...

I CAN GIVE YOU ONE
VERY GOOD REASON.

I CAN MAKE YOU A VERY
VERY VERY RICH MAN.

RITA!

GET YOUR ASS OUT HERE NOW.
COME.

GO FIX THE BOY'S LEG NOW.
GO ON.

COME, STAR, TELL I MORE
OF THEM TALES, HUH?

DON'T BE RUDE, BOY.
GET ME A SCOTCH NOW.

SHAME IT ISN'T IRISH.

FUCKIN' SURE,
YOU GUYS?

YOU GUYS HAVE A TRICOLOR
AS WELL, DON'T YOU?

RED, GOLD AND GREEN.

WE'RE GREEN,
WHITE AND GOLD.
SAME DIFFERENCE.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

- LOOKING GOOD, STAR.
KEEP IT.
- THANKS.

WHAT'S THE STORY,
PADDY MAN?

HOW CAN I PUT THIS?

HOW MANY DRUG DEALERS
YOUR SIZE ARE THERE

SOUTH OF THE RIVER?

20?

NOW WITH RESPECT,

YOUR WEE LADS HERE,
THEY JUST DON'T HAVE
THE MUSCLE.

WHAT IF I WAS TO ARRANGE

FOR FIVE OR SIX OF YOUR
COMPETITORS TO GO UP
IN SMOKE

IN A SERIES OF UNFORTUNATE
MINOR GAS EXPLOSIONS?

WHAT DO YOU WANT?

- MONEY.
- MMM?

- AND GUNS.
- AH...

AND EACH NEW TERRITORY
THAT WE BRING TO YOUR FIRM

WE GET 50%.

PARTNERS.
WE DO THE FIRST EXPLOSION
FOR NOTHING,

AS A FREE SAMPLE.

HMM.

INTERESTING.

HE NEEDS A DOCTOR.

NO CHANCE.

- I'VE GOT SOMETHING
I COULD GIVE HIM.
- WHAT?

HEROIN?

THAT'S GREAT.
HE FORGETS ABOUT HIS
ANKLE FOR FIVE MINUTES

AND ENDS UP A JUNKY
LIKE YOU.

WE'RE SUPPOSED
TO HELP HIM,
YOU KNOW,

NOT GIVE HIM MORE PROBLEMS.

BOY'S IN PAIN.
WHAT HAVE YOU GOT?

I'VE GOT A CONSCIENCE!

BUT I AND I
HAVE A BIGGER PROBLEM.

THE MAN I KILLED,
HIM WAS I'M CHEMIST.

NOW ME GOT PLENTY OF DRUGS
BUT ME GOT NO ONE TO CUT IT.

- CHEMIST?
- AYE.

JULIUS, MY OLD FRIEND
AND BUSINESS PARTNER,

THIS MIGHT BE
YOUR LUCKY DAY.

NOT BAD FOR SCOTCH.

- NICE AIR CONDITIONING.
- THANKS.

THERE'S UM...

- A HOLE IN YOUR FISH TOO.
- OH, NO SHIT?

DO YOU KNOW, I'VE GOT TO TAKE
MY AUNTIE TO THE TABERNACLE
ON SUNDAY IN THIS THING?

"HELLO, AUNTIE. ME JUST COME
FOR RESCUE SOME TERRORISTS

BUT MAKE YOURSELF COMFY AND
DON'T MIND THEM BULLET HOLE."

- I'LL PAY FOR IT, OKAY?
- YEAH, TOO BLOODY RIGHT
YOU WILL.

- DON'T CALL THEM TERRORISTS.
- NO?

WHAT, IS THIS A NORMAL DAY
AT THE OFFICE FOR YOU, THEN?

- USED TO BE.
- BLOODY GREAT.

WE'RE ALL GONNA END UP IN
BRIXTON NICK WITH YOUR--

"NOT TERRORIST"
MATES

AND ME,
THE FIRST BLACK PROVO.

♪ SET ME FREE,
WHY DON'T YOU NOW? ♪

♪ SET ME FREE,
SET ME FREE ♪

♪ LIFT ME HIGHER
AND HIGHER NOW ♪

♪ LIFT ME HIGHER
AND HIGHER NOW... ♪

Ras:
GREETINGS, MUSIC LOVERS.

ALL FEEL THE MUSIC.

LOOK, I'VE GOT TO GET
THESE TWO OUT OF BRIXTON,

BUT THE ROADBLOCK'S
STILL UP.

YEAH, THE COPPERS ARE
ALL OVER THE STATION
AND THE MARKET.

HOW 'BOUT THEY
JUST WALK OUT DOWN
THE SIDE STREETS?

MICHAEL'D NEVER MAKE IT.

LOOK, I GOTTA GET
BACK IN THERE.

GOT TO SEE WHAT FLYNN'S
UP TO WITH JULIUS.

I BET HE WEREN'T PLEASED
TO SEE YOU BACK.

OH, FUCK THE YARDY MAN.
HE CAN JUST PUT UP WITH IT.

YARDY?

- YARDY, MY ASS.
- WHAT DO YOU MEAN?

HE'S A LOCAL BOY.
HE USED TO DEAL IN
MY SCHOOL PLAYGROUND.

SO WHERE DID HE GET
THE ACCENT THEN?

ON HOLIDAY TO HIS
COUSINS' IN KINGSTON.

HIM COME BACK SPEAKING
LIKE NATURAL YARDMAN.

THAT'S WHY HIM
A SCARED OF RAS,

BECAUSE RAS
IS THE REAL TING.

KING RASTA, SCENE.

SLIPPERY BASTARD!

OH, TRUE, YES!

HOW'S THE PATIENT?

HE LOOKS SO YOUNG.

NOT MUCH YOUNGER
THAN YOU.

- YEAH.
- YOU'RE A GOOD NURSE.

I WAS A CRAP NURSE,
ACTUALLY.

WHY DO YOU SAY THAT?

I WORKED ON THE ONE-FOR-
YOU-ONE-FOR-ME BASIS
WITH PAIN KILLERS.

IT'S JUST AS WELL
THEY SACKED ME BEFORE
I HURT SOMEONE.

DID YOU EVER TRY
NOT USING?

YOU EVER TRY NOT BEING
A GUNMAN?

YEAH, BUT IT SORT OF
FOLLOWS YOU AROUND,
YOU KNOW?

SAME WITH SMACK.

AT LEAST IT MAKES
THE WORLD GO AWAY.

BUT THERE'S BETTER WAYS
OF DOING THAT.

WHAT, HIDING
IN THIS PLACE?

NO, TRYING TO
MAKE A FUTURE.

DO YOU RECKON
PEOPLE CAN CHANGE?

OF COURSE THEY CAN.

THEY CHANGE FOR THE
WORSE ALL THE TIME

SO I'M SURE THEY CAN
CHANGE FOR THE BETTER.

HMM.

WHY DON'T YOU GET OUT AND LEAVE
ALL THIS SHIT BEHIND?

THAT'S LIKE THE POT
CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK.

I WOULDN'T LAST
TWO MINUTES WITHOUT HIM.

Johnny:
RAS, CAN I ASK YOU
A QUESTION?

TALK TO ME, MON.

WHAT WOULD YOU DO IF YOU
HAD TO MAKE A DECISION

BETWEEN BEING LOYAL TO THE PAST
OR TRYING TO MAKE A FUTURE?

IF A MAN AIN'T GOT NO ROOTS
HIM DON'T HAVE NO FUTURE.

YOU GOT TO HAVE ROOTS

TO HOLD ONTO.

WHAT IS IT FOR YOU?

JAH RASTAFARI,

LION OF JUDAH.

DID I EVER TELL YOU

YOUR LION OF JUDAH STAYED
IN THE SAME PLACE AS I DID

WHEN I WAS ON HOLIDAY
AS A KID IN IRELAND?

WE USED TO GO TO THIS WEE
SEASIDE VILLAGE FOR TWO WEEKS

TO GET AWAY FROM BELFAST.

I WAS ONLY FIVE.

I WAS MESSING AROUND
ON THE BEACH.

I LOOKED UP
AND THERE HE WAS.

WHAT, A VISION THING?

NO, MAN, HE WAS THERE.

BIG OLD GRAY-BEARDED MAN.

THERE WAS SOMETHING
AMAZING ABOUT HIM.

TELL ME MORE.

HE WAS BLACK.

BLACK AS THE ACE OF SPADES,
ME DAD SAID AFTER.

HE WAS THE FIRST BLACK MAN
I'D EVER SEEN.

BOY, THIS THING'S
A DREAD OMEN.

GOOD OMEN
OR BAD?

YOUR OMEN.

YOUR MOVE.

JOHNNY BOY,
WHERE YOU GOING?

TO THE CHEMIST TO GET
SOME PAINKILLERS FOR MICHAEL.

NO, STAR, WE NOT NEED
NO OUTSIDE CHEMIST NOW.

WHY'S THAT?

YOUR BROTHER FLYNN
TELL I AND I A SECRET.

HIM TELL ME AM A CHEMIST.

YOU KNOW I NEED A CHEMIST
AND YOU NOT TELL ME NOW?

HUH?

COULD HAVE SAVED I
SOME AGGRAVATION.

COULD HAVE BEEN...

YOUR CHEMIST FRIEND AM
TELLING ME AM NEED YOU
TO HELP HIM SET UP THE LAB.

GO, SHOW A MAN SOME ACTION.

WE'RE IN BUSINESS NOW.

COOL.

WHERE OUR WOMAN?

UPSTAIRS ASLEEP.

GO SHOW I.

WHAT ABOUT
THE PAINKILLERS?

GO ON.

COOL.

FUCKING SMACKHEAD.

THE BOY, HIM
LUCKY HIM HURT.

FIND A MAN ON A BED WITH
RITA AND HIM NOT HURT...

I HURT HIM.

ARE YOU
TRYING TO GET US
FUCKING KILLED?

NO, I'M TRYING TO SAVE
YOUR YELLOW ASS AND MINE
AND MICHAEL'S.

- YOU'RE NOT A CHEMIST.
- NO, BUT YOU ARE.

HE WAS GONNA HAVE US WHACKED.
NOW WE'VE GOT SOMETHING
HE WANTS.

I GET MY GUNS,
I GET MY MONEY,

YOU GET US OUT OF YOUR LIFE,
ALL FOR A LITTLE HOCUS-POCUS.

NO DRUGS.

YOU KNOW HOW
I FEEL ABOUT DRUGS.

I'LL GET YOU OUT OF HERE,
BUT I'M NOT CUTTING ANY DRUGS.

YOU'RE THE PRO.
YOU GET US OUT OF HERE.

OH, YOU'LL DO IT,
OR I WILL TELL JULIUS

THAT YOUR BLACK BEAUTY
HAS BEEN DISPENSING MORE
THAN ASPIRIN.

WOULD BE A SHAME TO SEE HER FACE ALL MESSED UP, NOW WOULDN'T IT?

YOU EVER LAY A FINGER ON HER
I'LL FUCKING KILL YOU!

WHAT'S HAPPENING, BOYS?
HUH?

NOTHING, JULIUS.
JUST A LITTLE ACCIDENT.

THIS A DREAD SCENE.
SPARRA NO DO LIKE THIS.

TO BE HONEST I WAS JUST THINKING THE SAME THING MYSELF.

WHAT KIND OF WEIRD CHEMIST
WAS SPARRA ANYWAY?

SPARRA WAS COOL.
SPARRA WAS MY NEPHEW.

HIM JUST GOT GREEDY.

ALL RIGHT, JULIUS,
NO PROBLEM.

THIS'LL TAKE A WHILE,
SO JUST LEAVE US
TO IT, EH? FLYNN.

THAT'S RIGHT.
JUST TAKE A WHILE.

Johnny:
SO HOW MANY HEADS
HAVE YOU CRUSHED SO FAR?

Jimmy:
THAT'S THREE SO FAR.

DOESN'T SEEM VERY MUCH
FOR ALL OF THAT.

HOW'S IT GOING, BOYS?

- JULIUS.
- WHAT RATIO DO YOU
WANT THIS CUT AT?

SPARRA'S RATIO.

HIM SET UP 1:4.

1:4?
WELL THAT IS VERY PURE,
SO WHY DON'T WE TRY 1:5?

THAT WAY THERE'S MORE FOR YOU
AND LESS CHANCE OF O.D.'S.

RIGHTEOUS, HUH?

THAT'S GOOD.
THAT'S GOOD, STAR.

NOW, PUT OUR SCENE
IN THE BAGS NOW.

SOON ME COME BACK
FOR MORE ACTION.
NO KEEP I WAITING, HUH?

I'M GONNA
LEAVE IT TO FLYNN.

AFTER ALL, HE'S THE PRO.
I'M GOING TO CHECK
ON MICHAEL.

THAT'S FUNNY.

YOU A CHEMIST
AND ME A NURSE.

WE COULD OPEN UP
A HOSPITAL.

AH, SISTER RITA.

HOW'S MY LITTLE SWEET MISS
FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE, HUH?

I AND I HAVE SOMETHING
SWEET FOR THE SISTER.

THAT'S REAL POWER.

MARKET FORCES.

AT LEAST WE GOT RID
OF JULIO FOR HALF AN HOUR.

LET'S JUST GET OUT NOW.

NOW YOU'RE TALKING.

LOOK, WHAT ABOUT
HIS MASTER'S VOICE?

LEAVE HIM TO ME.
I'VE GOT A WEE SURPRISE
FOR JULIO.

I DON'T WANT TO KNOW.

I'LL PHONE NATHAN AND WE'LL
LEAVE IN 20 MINUTES.

SAY NO MORE.

- Police cordons have...
- FUCKING NICE, MAN.

YOU AND YOUR MATE,
YOU'RE CELEBRITIES, EH?

...organization,
the IPLA, who staged
a jailbreak...

VERY FUNNY, DIGGSY.

LOOK, I NEED A TESTER
FOR THIS NEW BATCH.

BUT I WARN YOU,
IT'S REALLY GOOD SHIT.

- NICE GESTURE.
- BON APPETIT.

LOOKS GOOD.

NO SIGN OF
JULIO BACK YET?

A SPARE HEAD HERE.
YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS?

WHAT?

YOU WON'T BE NEEDING YOURS.

Flynn:
SO WHERE IS IT?

- Johnny: RITA.

Flynn:
JOHNNY!

RITA, PLEASE...

Flynn: JOHNNY, WHERE
THE FUCK ARE YOU?

JUST COME WITH ME.
LET'S GO.

GOODBYE, RITA.

Flynn:
FOR FUCK'S SAKE,
JOHNNY!

JESUS, JOHNNY!

FUCK'S SAKE.

JOHNNY, WHAT KIND
OF CRIMINAL IS THIS GUY?

WHERE'S THE GUNS?
WHERE'S THE FUCKING MONEY?
I KNOW YOU KNOW!

ALL RIGHT.

IF I TELL YOU
WHERE THE MONEY IS,

YOU GIVE ME YOUR WORD

YOU'LL DISAPPEAR,
CALL IT QUITS,

END OF STORY.

NOT EVEN A POSTCARD.
MY WORD.

BEHIND THAT
SKIRTING BOARD.

GOOD MAN, JOHNNY.

AND THEY SAY CRIME DOESN'T PAY.

♪ Fight the power...

Ras:
JOHNNY, MON.

♪ Fight,
fight the power... ♪

MICKEY'S IN THE BACK.
NOW LET'S GET OUT
OF HERE

BEFORE HE STARTS
BROADCASTING THIS
ON "RADIO BOLLOCKS."

♪ Fight,
fight the power... ♪

COME, WOMAN.
DON'T BE AFRAID.
COME.

COME RIGHT HERE.

I GO OUT, I DEAL UP,
I DEAL DOWN,

THEN OUR CUSTOMERS START
DROP LIKE DEAD FLIES
FROM THE BAD DRUGS.

ME COME BACK,
THE WHITE BOYS GONE,

AND MONEY GONE?!

DIGGS' HEAD ALL MASHED UP
AND ME POOR RITA, HER DEAD
FROM THE BAD DRUGS.

THERE'S JUST ONE
QUESTION ME HAVE.

WHAT AM STILL DOING
ALIVE, HUH?

- I DIDN'T TAKE THEM.
- WHAT?

WHAT AM SAY?
HUH? WHAT AM SAY?
YOU'RE NOT TAKING 'EM?

DRUGGIE RITA
NOT TAKING 'EM?

SAME JUNKIE RITA WHO
NOT LAST FIVE MINUTES
WITHOUT A FIX, HUH?

SAME JUNKIE RITA WHO
NOT TAKE IT 'CAUSE SHE
KNOW IT WAS SHIT UP FRONT!

BECAUSE HER WHITEMAN PADDY
BOYFRIEND TELL HER SO, HUH?

IS THAT IT?
FUCK RAS!

YOU BROKE MY
FUCKING HEART!

LISTEN, YOU PRETEND
YARDY WANKER,

IF YOU EVER TOUCH HER
AGAIN I SWEAR I WILL--

Flynn:
THE COPS ARE ALL OVER IT.

Cop: STATION'S CLOSED.
MOVE ALONG PLEASE,
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

PLEASE KEEP MOVING,
THANK YOU VERY MUCH.

LET'S JUST FACE IT,
FLYNN. IT'S THE END
OF THE FUCKING LINE.

FLYNN, I'M DONE.
I WANT TO GO BACK.

THAT GEEZER OWES ME 50p.

OI!

COME HERE, YOU.
HOW DO I GET INTO
THE STATION?

50p FOR A WEE
CUP OF TEA?

COME ON, NOW.
I GAVE YOU 50p THE OTHER DAY.

IN FACT, I GAVE YOU
A FUCKING POUND--

HOLD ON,
HE'S ALL RIGHT.

LISTEN, MATE, YOU OWE
THIS GEEZER 50p, YEAH?

JESUS, I HAVE NO MONEY!

NO NO, IT'S ALL RIGHT.
LISTEN...

CAN YOU SHOW US ANOTHER
WAY INTO THE STATION?

- AND THEN YOU'RE QUITS,
ALL RIGHT?
- RIGHT.

- OKAY.
- WELL, HOW?

GO THROUGH THE ENTRANCE.

OH, FUCKING BRILLIANT.

WHY DIDN'T I
THINK OF THAT?

THIS GUY MAKES TWO FUCKING
SHORT PLANKS SEEM LIKE
A FUCKING COMPUTER.

WHICH FUCKING ENTRANCE?

MY ENTRANCE.

DIGGS, MON, DIGGS!

YOU'RE GONNA
MEET YOUR DAMNATION
IN THE NEXT WORLD

UNLESS YOU TELL I AND I
THE TRUTH RIGHT NOW!

WHERE PART HIM KEEP
THE WEAPON?

THERE, IN THE KITTY!

YOU'RE ALL RIGHT,
MICHAEL.

THINK OF ALL
THE GREAT STORIES

YOU'RE GONNA
BE ABLE TO TELL
YOUR WEE GRANDCHILDREN.

IF WE GET OUT OF THIS ONE
I WON'T BE TELLING ANY
MORE FUCKING STORIES.

WELL DONE, JOHNNY.
ANOTHER SOUL SAVED
FROM ETERNAL DAMNATION.

TROUBLE IS YOU COULD
NEVER SAVE YOUR OWN.

LET'S JUST GO.

ALL RIGHT, COME ON.

JESUS MICKEY!
DO YOU WANT TO STAY HERE
AND BECOME A PROPER JUNKIE?

WELL IF YOU DO,
JUST DON'T TAKE ANY OF
THAT STUFF I COOKED UP.

WHAT?

YEAH, THAT WAS
MY WEE SURPRISE.

I DIDN'T CUT IT 1:5.

IN FACT, I DIDN'T
FUCKING CUT IT AT ALL.

THAT'S VERY CLEVER,
YOU MAD BASTARD!

YOU KNOW YOU'RE
GONNA KILL PEOPLE?

WELL THAT'S
THE GENERAL IDEA,
YOUR HIGHNESS!

YOU KNOW I HOPE I'VE KILLED
HALF HIS FUCKING CUSTOMERS
BY NOW!

AND WE'LL SEE WHAT THAT
FUCKING GOLD-TOOTHED BOLLOCKS
FEELS ABOUT THAT!

JESUS CHRIST!

HE GAVE IT TO RITA.

HOW DOES IT FEEL?

HOW DOES IT FEEL, FLYNN,
NOT TO GIVE A SHITE
ABOUT ANYONE?

IT FEELS FUCKING GREAT!

THAT WAS YOUR PROBLEM. ALL TALK AND NOT ENOUGH SHOOTING.

YOU DIDN'T FUCKING LEAVE
BECAUSE OF HIGH MORAL VALUES.

YOU LEFT BECAUSE YOU WERE FUCKING SCARED!

STOP!
FOR FUCK'S SAKES, STOP!

NO, HE'S RIGHT.
HE'S FUCKING RIGHT.

I WAS SCARED!

I WAS SCARED OF
ENDING UP LIKE HIM!

- Johnny: FUCK!

JOHNNY, THE LIGHT.
COVER ME.

GO!

GO GO GO!
COME ON!

COME ON, KEEP GOING!

KEEP GOING!

OH, SHIT!

ANOTHER SATISFIED
CUSTOMER, FLYNN.

JUST NATURAL
FUCKING WASTAGE.

THIS IS IT!

IT'S GOT A CHAIN.
FLYNN, GET SOMETHING
TO BUST THE CHAIN OFF.

MIKEY, GET UP HERE
AND KEEP YOUR HEAD DOWN.

I GOT A SAW!

- COME ON!
- SHOULD HAVE HAD THIS AT NICK.

I'LL KEEP WATCH OUT!

HEY, JOHNNY!
YOUR FRIEND JULIO IS BACK!

- HEY, JULIUS!
- YEAH, MON?

HOW'S YOUR BUSINESS DOING?

NOT SO GOOD, EH?
WELL YOU COME DOWN HERE

AND I'LL GIVE YOU AN EARLY
RETIREMENT, YOU BASTARD!

IS THAT TRUE WHAT NATHAN SAID
ABOUT YOU BEING A YARDY MAN?

REALLY YOU'RE A FUCKING
CROYDON WHITE BOY!

IS THAT SO?

YEAH, MON, BUT HE AIN'T
GONNA TALK NO SHIT NO MORE.

ME MASH HIM REAL GOOD,
LIKE I'M GONNA MASH YOU!

HEY, JOHNNY BOY!

I KILLED YOUR FRIEND NATHAN.
ME GUT HIM LIKE A FISH.

AND YOU'RE NEXT.

AFTER ME KILL YOU
AND YOUR STORY MAN
ME GO ON HOME

AND ME GONNA KILL
THAT TRAITOR BITCH RITA.

ME GONNA SLICE HER
REAL NICE, HUH?

SHE'S STILL ALIVE.

- JOHNNY BOY!

HEY JULIUS, ME OLD
FRIEND, ME MUCKER!

- LET ME TELL YOU A STORY.
- NO MORE STORIES, STAR.

- GIVE ME I MONEY AND
I'M GONNA LET YOU GO.
- I'VE GOT IT RIGHT HERE!

RIGHT, NOW WE BOTH
COME OUT REAL SLOW.

- ALL RIGHT BY ME.
- AND KEEP YOUR WEAPON LOW.

WE NOT WANT NO ACCIDENT TO HAPPEN NOW, NOW DO WE, STAR?

HERE YOU ARE.

FLYNN, COME ON!

- THEY'RE ALL IN THERE, MAN.
- PEACE, ME BROTHER.

♪ NO WICKED CAN CONQUER
I AND I A JAH JAH SOLDIER ♪

♪ NO WICKED CAN CONQUER

♪ NO WICKED

♪ BABYLON GIRL...

FRIGGIN' MARBLES,
WE'RE BACK WHERE WE STARTED.

GET BACK.

IT'S RAS.

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?

Johnny:
MAYBE HE'S PLANNING
AN OUTSIDE BROADCAST.

♪ BY THE MORNING

♪ BY THE MORNING...

- THUS SAYETH THE LORD,
LION OF JUDAH...

RASTAFARI,
KING OF KINGS.

SELASSIE I,
UNTIL THE COLOR OF
A MAN'S SKIN

- IS NO MORE SIGNIFICANT
THAN THE COLOR OF HIS EYES.
- GET BACK.

THERE WILL ALWAYS BE WAR

UNTIL THERE IS NO MORE FIRST-
OR SECOND-CLASS CITIZENS.

IN ANY NATION
THERE WILL ALWAYS BE WAR.

ME SAY PEACE!
ME SAY PEACE!

ME SAY PEACE!

END OF TALKING.

- Man: OH, SHIT!

LET'S GO.

LET'S HOPE TO GOD
THESE TRAINS ARE
STILL RUNNING.

Michael:
THEY BETTER BLOODY BE.

Voice of George Bush:
WE WILL MAKE NO DISTINCTION

BETWEEN THE TERRORISTS
WHO COMMIT THESE ACTS

AND THOSE WHO HARBOR THEM...

British voice:
THERE LIES AN ORGANIZATION

WHICH ACTS ABOVE THE LAW,

AN ORGANIZATION THAT ACTS
WITHOUT REGRETS...

FUCK'S SAKE, FLYNN, HOW LONG
IS THE TRAIN GONNA BE?

OH, ABOUT 60 YARDS,
WEE MIKEY.

HANG IN THERE, KID.
WE'LL BE IN KILBURN SOON.

PEOPLE WHO KNOW
WHICH SIDE THEY'RE ON.

Michael:
THIS STUFF HAS WORN OFF.

♪ YEAH, HERE I COME AGAIN

♪ YEAH YEAH

♪ YOU THOUGHT
I WAS DEAD... ♪

WHAT HAPPENING, BOYS?

GUNS.

BOTH OF THEM.

REAL SLOW.
COME. COME.

END OF THE LINE FOR WE,
EH, BOYS?

STORY MAN, TELL ME THIS--

WHY YOU WANNA
KILL A CUSTOMER?

- KILL OUR BUSINESS?
- IT'S PURELY PERSONAL.
I DON'T LIKE YOU.

I NEED THE MONEY.

MARKET FUCKING FORCES.
YOU CALL IT WHAT YOU LIKE.

LET JOHNNY GO.

- JOHNNY BOY--
- HE DIDN'T DO ANYTHING.

Julius:
WE'VE ALL DONE SOMETHING,
JOHNNY BOY.

- HERE.

OKAY, COME ON.

ALL RIGHT, BOYS AND GIRLS.
ALL CHANGE.

THIS TRAIN IS RESERVED FOR ME,
MICHAEL AND THE MONEY.
NOW GET OFF.

GET THE FUCK OFF!

LEAST YOU GET A CHANCE
TO STAY IN BRIXTON.

EVEN IF IT IS
JUST A PRISON BIT.

OKAY, FLYNN, NO MORE
OF YOUR BOLLOCKS.

- GET OFF!
- FIGHT YOUR OWN
FUCKING WAR, FLYNN!

- FUCK YOU, YOU
LITTLE BOLLOCKS!
- GET OFF!

GET ON, RITA.

YOU GONNA USE THAT OR ARE
YOU GONNA WAVE IT AROUND LIKE
A SPARE FUCKING PRICK?

- NO MORE BODIES, FLYNN.
- COME ON, USE IT!

RIGHT THERE.
COME ON, I FUCKING DARE YOU!

BACK OFF!
GO ON!

GOODBYE, RITA.

HEY, JOHNNY, YOU'RE
A BIGGER FUCKING IDIOT
THAN I THOUGHT YOU WERE.

YOU KNOW, JOHNNY,
WHEN I WAS ON THE INSIDE

I USED TO DEFEND YOU.

I USED TO SAY,
"JOHNNY IS OKAY,

JOHNNY IS GOOD.

JOHNNY IS A HERO!"

BUT I WAS WRONG!

JOHNNY WAS!

ALL RIGHT, JOHNNY,
THIS IS IT.

FOR SOMEONE WHO DOESN'T
BELIEVE IN DRUGS OR VIOLENCE

YOU'RE NOT DOING TOO GOOD,
ARE YOU?

Rail time information: all
services are suspended until
further notice...

EITHER WAY, FLYNN.

FUCK YOU.

WHY DIDN'T YOU LEAVE WITH
THE GIRL AND MICHAEL WHEN
YOU HAD A FUCKING CHANCE?

I'VE HAD ENOUGH
OF RUNNING.

I'M TIRED.

WELL, YOU'RE GONNA HAVE
PLENTY OF TIME

TO LIE DOWN NOW.

NOT FAR TO GO.

'BOUT FIVE MINUTES.

FIVE MINUTES?
YOU'RE GONNA GET
ABOUT FUCKING 20 YEARS.

BEST LAID PLANS
OF MICE AND MEN...

ALL JULIO WAS GONNA
DO WITH THE MONEY WAS
BUY MORE BLING.

I WAS GONNA RESTART THE WAR
AGAINST THE BRITS...

AND THE COPS AND THE
JIMMY NOLANS OF THIS WORLD.

SOME LIST YOU GOT
THERE, FLYNN.

WHO ARE YOU
REALLY FIGHTING FOR?

I DO IT FOR MYSELF,
AND FOR THE CRACK.

I CAN'T LET THE JEWS,
PAKIS AND FUCKING YANKS
HAVE ALL THE FUN AND GLORY.

I DO IT--
I WANNA BE THE
LAST MAN STANDING.

I DO IT FOR MYSELF!

FUNNY, THAT.

WHAT?

THAT'S WHAT I'VE BEEN
TRYING TO GET AWAY FROM.

DO YOU REMEMBER THE GIRL
THAT WAS PAINTING,

BEFORE THE BOMB?

SHE LOOKED UP AND SMILED
STRAIGHT IN MY EYES.

Flynn: NO, I DON'T REMEMBER THE GIRL.

PAYS NOT TO THINK IN THIS GAME.

THAT'S WHY I ALWAYS
COME OUT ON TOP.

IT WASN'T JUST HER,
ANYWAY.

IT WAS ALL OF 'EM.

ALL THE ONES BEFORE,
ALL THE ONES AFTER.

ALL THE ONES ON THEIR SIDE,
ALL THE ONES ON OUR SIDE.

- DON'T YOU FEEL IT?
- FEEL?

- FEEL WHAT?
- ALL THAT WEIGHT.

ALL THOSE
WASTED LIVES.
FOR WHAT?

THAT'S WHY IT'S
GOTTA STOP.

Flynn:
I'LL TELL YOU WHAT'S
A FUCKING WASTE

IS LETTING THESE
FUCKING COPS GET THE MONEY.

AT LEAST YOU COULD HAVE
GIVEN IT TO YOUR GIRL.

I DID.

END OF THE LINE, FLYNN.

Ras:
RADIO RAS SIGNING OFF IN
A NATIONAL ANTHEM STYLE.

TO THOSE OUTSIDE
OR BEHIND LOCKED DOOR,

I AND I SAY PEACE!

♪ RISE UP 'CAUSE THERE
MIGHT BE NO NEXT TIME ♪

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ OOH
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP
- ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE US
STAND UP IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP AND TAKE
YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP
THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE
FALL DOWN ♪

♪ HOUSE FALL DOWN,
HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ BLESSED IS
THE MAN AND THE WOMAN ♪

♪ THAT WALKETH NOT IN
THE COUNSEL OF THE WICKED ♪

♪ NOR STANDETH IN THE WAYS
OF THE SINNERS ♪

♪ NOR SITTETH IN THE SEAT
OF THE SCORNFUL ♪

♪ BUT THEY DELIGHTETH IN
THE LAW OF THE ALMIGHTY JAH ♪

♪ AND IN JAH LAW DO THEY
MEDITATE DAY AND NIGHT ♪

♪ THEY SHALL BE LIKE A TREE

♪ THAT IS PLANTED
BY THE RIVERS OF WATER ♪

♪ BRINGING FORTH
FRUITS IN ITS SEASONS ♪

♪ THEIR LEAVES
SHALL NOT WITHER ♪

♪ AND WHATSOEVER THEY DO
SHALL THEY PROSPER ♪

♪ FOR THE WEAKENED ARE NOT
SO BUT ARE LIKE CHAFF ♪

♪ AND THE ALMIGHTY JAH
SHALL DRIVE AWAY ♪

♪ THEREFORE SINNERS SHOULD
NOT STAND IN JUDGMENT ♪

♪ NOR WEAKENED IN THE ASSEMBLY
OF THE RIGHTEOUS ♪

♪ FOR JAH KNOWETH THE WAYS
OF THE RIGHTEOUS ♪

- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP
- ♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WILL MAKE US
STAND UP IN LINE ♪

- ♪ SING OUT
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ RISE UP AND
TAKE YOUR STAND ♪

♪ WE'VE GOT TO HOLD UP
THE FOUNDATION ♪

♪ OR THE HOUSE
FALL DOWN ♪

♪ HOUSE FALL DOWN,
HOUSE FALL DOWN ♪

♪ CLEAN UP YOUR IMAGE
WHEN THE MIRROR REFLECTS ♪

♪ AND YOU TRY TO CORRECT
WHAT THE MIRROR REJECTS ♪

♪ YOU SHOW YOUR FACE
BUT NEVER STICK OUT
YOUR NECK ♪

♪ ANOTHER PICTURE
OF HELL, ONE MORE FRAME
AND YOU'RE DEAD ♪

♪ KILLING CRIMINALS
IS SAFER THAN KILLING CONS ♪

♪ YOUR TEETH ARE
TALKING TO ME ♪

♪ WILL YOU NEVER RESPOND?
AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU ♪

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH
IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK
THOUGHTS ARE LEVEL UNEQUAL ♪

♪ PROVOS TRAVELING AGAIN

♪ THROUGH THE MIND
OF THE MASSES ♪

♪ STRAGGLING SIDEWAYS
AVOIDING THE PAST ♪

♪ AND NOW I LOOK AT YOU

♪ 'CAUSE ME FAITH
IS GETTING FEEBLE ♪

♪ I'M TRYING TO THINK
BUT ME THOUGHTS ARE ILLEGAL ♪

♪ SO MERCY, MERCY

♪ YOU CAN CHAIN ME
OR CURSE ME ♪

- ♪ I FLOW WITH FLUID
FOR THE THIRSTY ♪
- ♪ RISE UP, RISE UP

♪ ALL WOUNDED SOLDIERS

♪ A REVELATION TIME

♪ WE COME FOR
STAND UP IN LINE ♪

♪ SING OUT...