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That's William Shakespeare.

Henry V.

Somebody get me a taxi!

♪ I was walking down the street

♪ When I woke up early this morning

♪ I said, "Hey, Mr DJ,

"Ain't got no money

♪ You're cold as ice... ♪

You get that?!

♪ I wanna make you feel real nice

♪ I wanna make you feel real nice... ♪

Come on. Come on.

♪ Lift up your spirits so high

♪ So high, so high

Lift up your spirits so high

♪ So high, so high

♪ Lift up your spirits so high. ♪

Hey!

Where are you going?

It's too late.

No, it is not late.

Come on.

Just... just half a drink more, huh?

What is it you want, Barry?

Ha.

You know what I want.

What, um...?

Let me tell you.

Things are different now.

We'll have a talk about this in the morning.

Good night, Mr Loverman.

Don't call me that. HE LAUGHS

Call me that.

Mm.

Mm-mm!

Bright Tapestries by The Trappists

♪ And I say what I say

♪ And I say what I say

♪ Yeah, I said it. ♪

Hey, Morris.

Pierre. What can I do for you?

Um, I think I'll have a Beet Punch Kick, please.

Right. No, no, no, no, no. Make it a Bowl Blaster.

Coming right up.

What it this? PIERRE LAUGHS

Darius finally...?

Last night.

What'd you think?

It's, um...

It's beautiful. Thank you, Morris.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

Well, well. So you are still alive?

Very much alive and appreciative of this fine, fine morning.

And you?

Alive? Just about.

And that's no thanks to my so-called daughter.

Kids, huh?

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Kids.

What you need is somebody to look after you.

On that, my friend, we agree.

I mean properly, Barry.

Oh, I know exactly what you mean, Morris.

It's precisely what I was trying to say last night.

What, were you?

We are thinking the same thing, aren't we?

Yes, my man.

Let's talk face-to-face.

Usual spot.

OK.

Laters.

Since when do me and he arrange to have a chin-wag?

You are distinguished, Barry.

Not desperate.

An oldie, but a goodie.

Good morning, Barrington.

How you doing, man? Good to see you.

Looking sharp, Barrington. You think so?

Love it. You like this one?

I love it. OK.

Good to see you, Dawn. You too.

Morning, Barry. How you doing? What can I get you today?

Today?

Green banana.

I'll keep that to the side.

Yeah, I want some hard food today.

Take care. Morning, Barry.

Someone call an ambulance!

He's not...! Sorry.

It's all right.

Yes.

I'm not too near it.

Oh, God, Delroy.

You know him?

Yes.

Delroy Simmons.

And was he a...?

You know.

Yeah.

Word on the street,

he was cheating on his woman with some...

..battyman, so they say.

And her hoodlum brother pop him for shaming the family.

That's the fourth attack this month. Mm-hm.

The second in Hackney.

You should have seen him, Morris.

You should have seen what they did to him.

Somebody coming for you?

Yeah.

This is what happens when 75% of your life is in the past.

Each step forwards triggering a step backwards.

All of these memories haunting me.

But they are also the making of me.

I can do you the way I have always done you.

The way you love, love, love for me to do you. Oh!

And when I finish doing you...

..pinning up to the sky.

Huh?

Barry.

Morris, what...?

No.

Shh, shh, shh. No!

No!

No. Why?

No! No! No! No! No! No! No!

No.

Come on.

No, Morris! Shh.

Morris! Oh, no, no.

Why? Look, look, look. OK, OK.

Why are you...?

Why...? Shh, please.

The neighbours are going to call the police.

Please, please keep the noise down.

You must... Don't touch me! OK. OK.

Don't you ever touch me. Please.

You're disgusting.

You're filthy. You...

You disgust me.

Please. HE SOBS

Please keep quiet.

How long?

How long this dirtiness going on?

Answer me!

We have a family.

Does that not mean anything to you?

You have destroyed everything for me.

For the boys.

I still their father.

You are not touching my sons.

You can't keep me away from my children.

What if you infected with that gay disease? No.

What if... what if you infected me?

No, no! No, no.

We don't have it.

I beg you, Odette.

I their father.

Please, Odette, please. I beg you.

Please, Odette, please.

Please don't take my boys.

Please.

Oh, no!

Oh, no. No!

Oh, no.

Are you serious?

No, I don't believe you.

He's back.

I got to go. I got to go!

You're back early.

I am.

Who was that?

No-one.

No-one?

Just Merty.

You want a drink?

Please.

You all right, boss?

All right.

Uh-huh?

Um...

What we're doing, Barry...

..it's wrong.

We're hurting people.

You should have seen her.

I did see her.

She tried to ruin me.

She tried to ruin us.

I managed to convince her not to.

How?

Oh.

Me don't care about no...

Me don't care about no money, me don't care about no house.

But me care about my boys, Barry.

OK.

She's going to take away my boys.

Morris, I so sorry.

How am I going to live?

Morris.

Man, I so, so sorry.

We, er...

We can't see each other no more, you know.

At least until everything is finalised.

It's the one promise we have to keep for Odette.

Me too.

Greetings and blessings.

Bless up.

Gentlemen. Yes. Greetings.

Yes, sir. Everybody good?

Yes, sir. Family good?

Yes. Yes. Always.

Bless you. Thank you.

Oh, they all think they know me.

Husband of Carmel.

Father of Donna and Maxine.

Grandfather to Daniel.

Man of property.

Man of style.

Ha. And buggerer of men.

Faggot. Fucking faggot. Ah!

Stop!

Please. Ah!

Kick him harder. Fucking kick him! Fucking kick him!

Ah! Go on!

Fucking faggots. Ah!

Fucking kick him. You cocksucker.

Kick him harder. Ah!

HE COUGHS Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Ah.

You get a look at them?

It all happened too fast.

We should call the police.

No.

You seriously think they care?

About some foolish old nig-nog get himself mugged?

Instead of arresting them little bastards,

probably give them a medal.

No more late nights walking home pissed.

OK?

Come on.

Mm! I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. Come, come.

Are you sure you won't join us?

The girls would like it if you did.

It's been weeks, Barry.

Suit yourself.

But you can't stay in bed forever.

Barry.

You too... too used to this prison of your own making.

Judge, jailer and jailbird.

Maybe it's safer staying in there.

All right, boss?

Here you go, gents. You order already?

Mm-hm.

Don't you miss me?

You all right? Yeah, everything's cool.

Mm.

You know what I was thinking on my little walk over here?

Wasn't to walk faster, that's for certain.

I was thinking, all the men of different colours and creeds

and religion I did pass.

I can't help but wonder...

How many of them are also living a double life?

You know, as secret agents K and Y.

Is everything a joke to you?

There are people out there, people like the gay liberationists

who are trying to make life better for us lot, and here you are.

Why are you bringing them up?

You know, we never business with that stuff.

I believe in discretion.

You're full of noise, Barry.

You know full well that I believe in discretion, too.

But society does not become equal until brave folks fight back.

Take George Michael.

Oh, that poofter could sing.

You see, that is your problem.

What?

You is a poofter, too. Mm-hm.

You ever see me bare chested in suspenders, prancing and squealing

like some constipated castrato?

I don't understand you.

You hate it when Merty and them lot chat that homophobic nonsense.

Morris, I am an individual. Specific, nongeneric.

I am no more a poofter than I am a homo, or a buller, or an anti man.

You is a homosexual, Barry.

I ain't no homosexual.

I am a Barrysexual.

Whatever.

My point is...

..what I did admire about Mr Michael was the way

that he stood up for himself when they out him in a newspaper.

Them try to shame him, make out that it was disgusting.

But they never break him.

No, sir.

Him took control of the story, celebrated with a...

And celebrated with a video and a... And a song.

Remember? Uh-huh.

Him doing that meant that nobody could hurt him no more.

So what do you want me for do?

Climb up the highest mountain and tell the world that I am

a certain way inclined?

I will be by your side...

..climbing that mountain too.

You've always been by my side.

But my knees are not what they once were.

We have lived our whole entire life terrified.

I don't want that no more.

I want to be like George Michael.

Like... like Justin Fashanu.

You know, that boy did kill himself, right?

Justin had a courage that neither of us ever had.

Well, "He which hath no stomach for this fight, let him depart."

A courage to know who or what they is is not a sickness,

is not a sin.

It's not wrong.

It is a natural way of being.

You know, they got gay rappers these days.

What are you saying, man?

And, um, if we so choose,

even gay marriages.

Yes.

So, um...

Seeing as you're saying you're going to divorce Carmel...

..why don't we go the whole hog?

Me have a friend,

Pierre.

Him just get engaged to his partner Darius.

Mm-hm!

Why don't we?

Why don't we think about marriage, Barry?

Huh?

Say something.

Say something, my man.

Oh, I thought this is what you wanted.

In what world do you think that?

Earlier on the phone...

..both thinking the same thing.

Of you coming over to stay for a few days or even until Carmel get back.

But I assure you...

..I was not thinking about marriage.

What you doing?

Morris.

What are you doing?

Something I should have done a long time ago.

Man, sit down before you embarrass yourself.

Goodbye, Barry.

He really wanted to close that door, didn't he, hey?

♪ Hm

♪ Mm-mm

♪ Ah-ah

♪ Ah-ah-ah

♪ Hm

♪ Mm-mm-mm

♪ Mm

♪ Mm-mm-mm

♪ Mm-mm-mm

♪ Mm-mm

♪ Ah-ah

♪ Ah-ah-ah. ♪