Babylon (2014): Season 1, Episode 6 - Episode #1.6 - full transcript

Don't worry. This PCSO
idea is dead in the water.

- As soon as she says it.
- It's pre-killed.

She's bringing home a brand new puppy,
but I've already dug its grave.

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Thank you! Thank you, gentlemen.

Drop your cocks and
grab some Ewoks.

It's the return of the Jedi.
Yes, man.

- Yes, Robbie!
- Yeah.

Yeah, what you saying? What you saying?
You fucking missed us?

I know you're concerned that three of the
officers involved in the Karl Jeffries

incident are back on duty, but the
inquiry was fair and it was thorough.



And one officer has been suspended, but
that doesn't mean we can't improve.

What about Karl?

- Tell us the truth.
- Justice for Karl.

Okay, thank you. I personally
believe in a new era of openness,

and that all Police
Community Support Officers,

who are, of course... They're
drawn much more broadly

from the black, Asian and
minority ethnic populations.

All of them, after a brief induction,
should be made full police officers.

Jesus Christ. So I don't
say anything publicly?

No need. You stay quiet. She's
kicked the wasps' nest.

Let's see how she likes it when a swarm
comes and stings her up the wazoo.

All right, but take it easy.

Final interview is tomorrow. I
don't want this to explode.

Just one question, and this is
from me, but is the wazoo...



Is that the front-bottom or the
back bottom? I never know.

- Really good question, Tom.
- Thank you.

Yeah, why don't you Google
it and fuck off out my face?

Hi, Sally? Yeah, just a bit of background
on this Community Support bollocks.

- How would it work?
- Yeah, who's gonna pay?

Look, Sharon Franklin isn't
even commissioner, yet.

What Sharon's saying is we cannot gain the
trust of London until we look like London.

The failure to gain the trust of
people of colour runs like a wire in

a time bomb through everything that's gone
wrong in this city for the last 50 years,

and what we're saying is we can fix that.
We're going to fix that.

- Are you running, or is she, Liz?
- Fuck off, Harry.

Liz, I wanted to show you
this and get your reaction.

- What is this? Can we do this later?
- Uh, you might want to take a look.

Why are my eyes looking at this?

Well, that's your officer. That
guy went straight out on duty

and shot Karl Jeffries at the nightclub.
Apparently he's back on duty today.

Okay. I'm going to have to call a halt
on this. How long has this been up?

- Four-and-a-half minutes.
- Right.

Um... Thank you.

Yeah, that's something... Well, it's
vital to the integrity of London Police.

On pay and pensions, officers may
well have to take a short-term hit...

What about this?

- Um...
- How long have you known about this?

Look, I'm sorry. Bear with me.

We need to get you out.

I'm just hearing about this
right now with you. So...

I'm concerned, and if there is any
doubt about the officer in question,

the investigation
could be reopened.

Thank you.

And so, in conclusion, can I
just say, justice is blind.

And that is why, if you give her
norks a squeeze and run fast,

she's very unlikely to be
able to ID you in a line-up.

What about Warwick?

- Warwick's off ops.
- We got a slapped wrist on that one.

It all came out.

Oi, oi, it's Osama bin Banjo.

Britain's most wanted
waste disposal terrorist.

They're gonna reopen
your investigation.

What? Are you serious? We're
back on duty tonight.

One video and the brass buckle? Guv!
They can't do this, can they, guv?

Are we on duty tonight or what?

Guv? Can I get a Twix and a cup of
tea or do you want me to bend over

for a set of fucking
psychological tests first?

I'm checking it out.

Fuck!

Plastic pigs into cops? Seriously?
Pension cuts, overtime cuts,

job security knackered.

Amazing. Sharon Franklin
gets her kite out and

starts flying it, and
I go home and what?

I can't fucking sleep
'cause I don't know if

I can afford a pot to
piss in when I retire.

This is Battleship Potemkin.
Kronshtadt.

1905, the Black Sea.

The lmperial Russian Navy are served
borscht made with rotten meat.

The men rebel. An empire falls.

Oh, right, that Potemkin. I was getting
mixed up with all the other Potemkins.

Never heard of Battleship Potemkin, Davina?
That surprises me.

What the fuck's
wrong with you two?

Oi, Davs, can I borrow your face?
I wanna go rat-catching.

Black and white,
Russian and silent.

Uh-huh. The big three.

Oh, hello. Hey, Davs,
here's a question for you.

How would you like to see your husband
going absolutely fucking mental

on a rubbish bin?

Oi.

The inquiry into the death of
Karl Jeffries could be reopened.

It follows confirmation
from police sources

that the rubbish bin vandalism
footage sweeping the Internet

does indeed feature an officer
involved in the shooting.

Another of the officers involved
has already been suspended.

- You off-shift?
- What's it to you?

Got mates coming
over, as it happens.

Yeah, all right, mate.
No worries.

Sorry, uh... Cheers, sorry.

So, the governor wants extra
directed patrols through Earlsfield.

Also, a number of weapons we're aware
of out of Nottingham have come south.

Now, it shouldn't involve us, but be aware.
Okay? Any questions so far?

Yes, sir. Sir, will you be wanting
us to take the guns out today, sir?

- How do you mean?
- The shooting guns,

with the bullets that make
holes in the baddies?

Will you be wanting us to carry
those 'round today, sir?

'Cause we're thinking
we might not.

- Okay, what's...
- Bollocks, guv.

What they're saying about Banje.

Look, far as I'm
concerned, you're on duty.

I've received nothing to suggest
otherwise as yet, so...

Oh, I'm allowed out, am I? Just don't touch
anything or play with the sirens, is it?

Senior officers are aware
of your situation,

and at this time they
want to support you.

Yeah, well, they're providing about
as much support as my nana's bra.

It's a fucking ornamental belt.

We're not picking up our
weapons today, guv.

Well, obviously, as you know,
that's at your discretion.

So, can I start off by telling you a
bit about the production company,

which was set up to find a mass
audience for serious current affairs?

Yeah, so listen, I
don't want to be rude,

but I'm just going to
come right out with this.

- All right.
- I've got the fucking mother lode.

- You have the mother lode?
- I have the mother lode, yeah.

Don't ask me how, but I've been
filming a renegade cop for months.

You see, he's admitted on camera to
covering up the Jeffries shooting.

The kid never had a gun.
At least not in his hand.

- That's interesting.
- Oh, yeah, it's interesting.

It's bidding war interesting.

It's "get your MD in here and
make me an offer" interesting.

I am a managing director.

Yeah? Good, well, look,

I'll be talking to a few of your
competitors through this week,

and I'll be inviting
offers by, uh, Friday.

- You're very aggressive.
- Yeah, well, the king of the jungle

don't drink peppermint
tea, you know?

Get into bed with me and you'll be
burping BAFTAs and shitting Emmys, yeah?

This may not be in direct contravention of
clause 2.11 of your terms of employment,

but it's in contravention
of the spirit of it. Yes?

Also, gentlemen, on a personal level,
can you see how this looks for me?

They wanna fill the service up
with jumped-up traffic wardens.

Is that who you want next to you when
the petrol bombs are coming in? Eh? Eh?

A plastic pig melting away?

We need to have a
think how we respond.

I tell you how I think we respond.
Apparently

the ARV relief are not
picking up their guns.

I think, personally, today we let the brass
know that you don't fuck with the TSGs.

So if you value the work I've done
for you, then yes, I'm ordering you.

But also, I'm saying let's work together
to create a new paradigm of trust.

Bollocks!

Of course, as you know, legally the Police
Federation cannot endorse strike action.

Yeah, but I've got a strong feeling
there might be some bad prawns

going 'round today. I
reckon if I don't get home,

I'm gonna be shitting through the
eye of a needle from 100 yards.

Very important not to come to work
if you think you might be spreading

this virulent infection.
Let your mates know, yeah?

We're getting reports of a number
of spontaneous street protests

focused on the handling
of the investigation

into the shooting of
teenager Karl Jeffries.

The mayor has appealed for calm.

But with a new Commissioner
yet to be appointed,

and reports of unofficial industrial
action by some London police,

questions are being raised about
security across the capitol.

And they can do this?

British police carry weapons
at their own discretion.

They can't strike, but as long as they turn
up, they're not in breach of contract.

So your armed police can
choose not to be armed?

Can they also choose
to be firemen?

Are they policemen or are they fucking
philosophers? What are we gonna say?

We have to keep this out
of the public sphere.

No one can know we don't have
an armed response capability.

Right.

It's unfortunate what you said off the
cuff about reopening the investigation.

Obviously, some people believe
that I should hang you out to dry,

but I believe that that would look
bad for the force as a whole,

so we're sticking
together on this.

Yeah, some of the non
firearms-trained senior officers

are willing to go
out with Tasers.

No.

Should we talk to the Home
Secretary about using the army?

Not yet, no. Actually, Sharon, can you
break out and check on the TSG situation?

I'll talk to firearms command.

Can we find some dirt on Charles?
Beef that up into a story.

Sure. Really?

Liz, I'm up for this.

- We have to do what it takes.
- Sure. But that is not good tactics.

It could come back and bite us.

We need to be able to play rough.
Can you play rough?

Yes, I can play rough,
when I need to.

I'm thinking perhaps it might be
judicious for me to back down now,

drop the PCSOs thing.

Well, no, because that's the
cornerstone of your pitch.

- This is just Finn stirring.
- Sure.

I've just got
negative vibes today.

Tactically, for now, we
say I didn't say it.

- You did say it.
- I announced I was going to say it.

But I'm not going to say it.

Okay.

That's my directive.

Won't be long.

- Well, she's very ambitious.
- Yeah? So what? Good. I'm ambitious.

You're ambitious. Nothing wrong
with an ambitious woman, Mia.

Look, this could go bent, all right? It's
getting out to the public that we have

reduced forces to call on.

That's bad. They should get all the
PCSOs to put down their big slurps

and stub out their joints
and waddle into action.

Yeah, look, I know what's going on, but
I need you out there as deterrents.

Sorry, guv. I need to be near a toilet.
I might brown the seats.

You pulling my dong?

Look. When does a
revolution happen, guv?

I don't know. When wankers go bonkers?
I don't know.

When the coercive arm
of the state has more

in common with the
people in front of them,

attacking them, than they do with the
people behind them, paying them.

Nice one, Citizen Clarke.

Oh, so you're talking
to me now, are you?

I've always been talking
to you, dickhead.

Dickhead. Lovely.

Human garbage bags. Skin sheaths
of festering putrescence.

They're only in there
for some trainers.

Inglis.

Oh, yes, of course,

I'll make myself available for interview
at the Home Secretary's convenience.

- All good?
- Final interview.

Word is Sharon's got it.

Well, that's what's
being briefed.

- Oh, hello, it's started.
- We're gonna need a bigger boat.

As in? There are no boats.

No, I mean... I thought
it was appropriate.

Would it be appropriate for you to
shut up until the Acting Commissioner

asks for your
opinion, Bananaman?

Right, can I just say, that I
am a senior police officer,

and I refuse to be spoken
to in that manner.

And I would like to officially request
to be moved from your staff, sir,

to that of Assistant
Commissioner Franklin, sir.

It's been an honour to
serve you, but I think

it's best for all
concerned if I moved on.

And if there is any
hesitation, I have kept a

diary of my treatment
over the past weeks.

- Of course, Tom.
- Well, thank you.

Finn? Can I get two?

Is your diary pink with
a lock on it, Tom?

I bet it is, isn't it?

Finn, you need to stop stirring
on the PCSO-into-cops idea.

I didn't. I haven't.

Oh, shut up, please. You stirred up
the rank and file, and I know that.

Call off your dogs.

Well, you started this. You, with your
back-of-a-fag-packet PCSO bollocks.

So don't come crying
to me now, okay?

I'm not crying, Finn. I
know you lack emotional

intelligence, but
that's an easy one.

We are in trouble.

We need to work
together, get it?

We're in more than fucking trouble, Liz.
We are on the verge of a riot,

and the armed police won't
pick up their guns.

And do you know whose
fault that is?

Yours. Pumping up Sharon,
reopening the inquiry.

I'm not the one who smeared a young black
kid after he was shot to death, okay?

I bet you were top of your high
school class, weren't you?

But you always wanted
more, didn't you?

Don't come and
Hannibal Lecter me.

I was home-schooled by
hippies, as it happens.

I was raised by wolves in a cave.
You don't know me.

Why are you even here? It's
just a jaunt, isn't it?

- It's a fucking gap year for you.
- I turned down serious money to come here.

Oh. So, so kind. Thank
you, Miss America!

I came here because I think there's a new
way of doing policing, and so did Richard.

And brand fucking Liz,
who washes whiter.

You don't just want to win, you want
to win and everyone to love you.

Well, newsflash, I will
not let you turn this

police force into some
big fucking loofah

you use to massage your ego and then chuck
away as you fuck off to Tibet to re-launch

the Dalai Lama and take some options on
Buddhism when it goes public, all right?

Take a look around you.

You're the best thing that's
happened to London since the plague.

I know you find it threatening
that I believe in something.

You'd like everything to be a shitty joke,
and for everyone to be just like you,

down in the fucking gutter,
smearing black kids,

playing some pissing-up-the-wall
competition.

You know what I see when I
look at you spewing your shit?

A dinosaur, roaring at
monkeys sailing by,

on bikes, with iPads.

I really need to know
we're on the same page.

Actually, I need to know
we're reading the same book.

- What book are you reading?
- Men Are From Mars, Women Are From Earth.

There's No Oxygen on Mars,
You're Fucked, Sorry, Goodbye.

- It's a good book, isn't it?
- Sharon.

We are gonna change the
police force, yes?

- Honestly?
- Well, yes, obviously honestly.

Yes.

- Yes?
- Uh-huh.

Yes, but we need
to be realistic.

It's very hard to change the force, in
my opinion, because it doesn't exist.

- It doesn't exist?
- What is it? I mean, where is it?

It's 50,000 different people.
There's nothing to change.

Leadership, Assistant
Commissioner.

I can change my office. I can
change him and her and him.

Chip, chip, chip. We have
to just do what we can.

It'll be... It'll be another generation
or two before the culture changes.

But we're part of that.
I'm the change.

Liz, Tom needs Finn for his handover.
I need you at firearms, okay?

Tom, just fuck off, will you?

Good luck with this, sir. We've had
the Commander and a chief inspector

and someone from the Home Office,
and the mood is not good.

Do you want me to suggest
some talking points?

- I'll get them in the briefing room.
- No, we'll just do it here.

- In here?
- Yeah.

Listen in. Quiet, please.

Morning, guys.

I'm here to, uh...

I'm here to listen to whatever packet of
bollocks you've been asked to swallow.

But first, guys, I
need to talk to you.

And I need to say a few words that are
probably gonna make your skin crawl,

because normally they only get rolled out
when you've been asked to take a pay cut,

or do some overtime for
the love of the Queen.

But I am going to say duty.

I'm going to say nobility.

The nobility of service to your
community and to this great world city.

But listen, um, this case, the bin,
the whole nightclub operation,

the way you've been
treated, we'll examine it.

There'll be some changes to the
procedure in the investigative process,

and I'll try to make sure you
get all the protection you can.

Things'll get a bit better
here, a bit worse there.

A few more forms.

But I'm not going to bullshit
you, they won't change.

Not really. Not much.
They can't.

Well, you get judged strictly because
that is how you know, in your heart,

you need to be judged.

Because when you go out there,

the whole force of right-thinking
society, of civilisation,

is concentrated in the sinews and
the muscles of your trigger finger.

And I know it makes you sick,
because it makes me sick

that the great stupid
mass of fat, lazy,

paper-reading Professor Yaffles in
their armchairs, reading The Guardian

and wanking, that they...

That they get to... To stroke
their chins and chew for months,

for years, the decisions
that you make in a second.

But you know what
we do about that?

We take it. We just...
We just take it.

Because we know who we are. We
know what they are. So fuck 'em.

And when we're disregarded and beaten
down and smeared and written off,

that isn't when we sack off our duties.
No, that's when we say,

"I'm going to protect
you nevertheless,

"because I'm a knight.
I'm a king."

And it's when the city is at its most
unruly and peevish and ungrateful

that we... We say, "Shush
now, I'm here, you're safe."

And we still act like
kings when all around us

are cowards and fakes
throwing their shit at us.

But you're the best
people I know.

And you've got to let this bad feeling
pass, or you'll always feel grubby,

and regret the day you
left your city undefended.

Thank you.

- Grant.
- Liz.

Jeremy.

So, we're looking at
large-scale disturbances

in five of the
boroughs and rising.

Yes, the mayor could
do with a frank,

off-the-record assessment of what
they're actually rioting for, Liz.

Unfortunately, they haven't appointed a
head rioter for us to negotiate with.

Is it because of a lack
of police on patrol?

I think it's gathering its own momentum.
Anger about the bin footage,

the Karl Jeffries shooting,
rumours about no cops.

There seem to be some kids in Brent angry
about the World Cup going to Qatar.

It's all very, very combustible.

I think we need
visible leadership.

We agree, and the Home Office
and the mayor's office

have agreed to accelerate
the appointment

of the new commissioner
following final interview.

It's Hillary versus Obama.
We're happy with either.

We just have to convince the Home Secretary
they have an iron grip. Granular detail.

But we feel that Hillary's
the reform candidate.

I mean, what about that
offer to use British

Transport Police to
arrest striking officers?

Ballsy.

Berwick.

Thank you so much.

Arresting our own? Can
you hear that sound?

That's Richard turning like a
rotisserie chicken in his coffin.

Crowds gathering are violent.
Other units...

PCSOs requesting urgent backup.

Charles. Can I speak
to you for a moment?

Well, let me guess, you're gonna stop
the riots with the power of new media,

ask Jeeves to stop the
civil disturbance.

Very hip joke, sir.

Look, I think you should
be the next commissioner.

Well, I agree with you.

- I've seen Sharon up close.
- Yes.

Some people, when they get up
high and the air's too thin,

they start throwing stuff
out of the balloon.

First the sandbags, then the picnic,
then they're looking at you.

She was going to
arrest our own guys.

Yes, well, I've known Sharon a long
time and that doesn't surprise me.

Watching you give your speech, I
thought you were really impressive.

Right, is this your
pitch to work for me?

Thank you for your
input, but I...

Look, I liked your speech,
but it was bullshit.

Okay, thanks, Liz, you're
quite the sweet-talker.

Build the fortress walls higher?
Huddle up?

You need to lose that mentality,

and you need someone like me running
your PR or you're gonna have

a short, disastrous
tenure as commissioner,

if you can persuade them
in the first place.

Why should I trust you?

Because I already nailed a story
about you being a shoplifter.

I am prepared to support you.

And if you want me,
great, and if you don't,

I'm gonna walk.

I'll think about it.

Mia, we're switching horses.

So, thanks for meeting us.

You're probably wondering
what this is all about.

- Yeah.
- So, listen.

You know Matt, our camera guy?

Yeah.

Well, a little
birdie's told us that

Matt is hawking around some
footage he's got of you.

Yeah?

He's giving it large
about what's on it.

"Something amazing. Something that's going
to bring down western civilisation." Yeah.

Some admission of
wrongdoing by you?

Secret filming? He won't show it.
He's keeping his copy locked down.

But I thought you
might like to know.

- Yeah.
- I mean, from our end,

he could do some very
serious damage with this.

- He could get us closed down.
- We want to get the toe rag expunged.

Stopped. Deleted. For
the good of society.

Primarily society.

But we were thinking, from your end,
you might want to, I don't know,

talk to lawyers, mates.

Right, we're getting reports of
outbreaks of looting across Balham,

Tooting, spreading Clapham
North and East Putney.

Some gunplay in
Loughborough Junction.

Now, you all heard the big man,

and I suppose the question
is, are you coppers or not?

What do you reckon, Banje?

Yeah, all right.

I'm a king, or a knight.

I'm the Count of Twatty Christo.
Just send us out.

Right. Trojan 134, 144, 154.
Details as you deploy.

Thing about a riot is, the chance of any
actual gunplay? Virtually zero, mate.

Trojan 131 to assist Haymond
Gardens, New Cross.

Anonymous call to an IC3,
male acting suspiciously.

Caller states he may
have seen a handgun.

Trojan 134 in progress.

Whoa, shall we not let
Baker's mob get this?

Yeah, well, I've answered
it now, haven't I?

Well, hit the drama then.

All right, guys, possible firearm.
Let's just take it easy, lads, yeah?

I'll lead, all right? You
got me, Banje, yeah?

You're fucking keen, ain't ya?

Armed police! Come to the
door with your hands in view.

Armed police!

Robbie?

Armed police, let me see your hands.
Let me see your fucking hands!

- Rob, don't you know him?
- Come here.

Get down. Get down, man.

Have you got any weapons
on these premises, eh?

- No, what the fuck?
- Hey, Banje. Cuff him. Cuff him.

- What's going on, eh?
- Shut your mouth! Shut your mouth!

- Get your hands out.
- Keep still!

All I wanna... What's happening?
What's happening?

Right, local are
here, what's this...

- Rob, what are you doing?
- Get up.

- Tony, get him in the van.
- Oh, wait, wait, wait, van? Van?

I ain't done nothing. What van?
Where am I going?

Here's how this breaks down.
I'm gonna do a quick search.

Robbie, what the
fuck is going on?

Just trust me on this one. We've got
to do this now. I'll explain later.

Look, Robbie. Tell me
what you're doing, yeah?

All right. You wanna know? Right,
fucking quick. The kid you shot, yes?

He did have a gun. But
it was in his pants,

so I put it where it should've
been, where it was.

Hang on. He didn't have a...

Exactly. No thanks required.
We're mates, right?

He didn't have a gun?

But, Matt, the camera...
I told him, didn't I?

Oh, what? Why did you do that?

Because he's a fucking snake, ain't he?
He was filming me secretly.

The kid didn't have a gun?

Right, he's with local. What
the fuck is going on, lads?

- You want...
- You don't wanna know.

No?

The kid I shot. The gun wasn't in his
hand, and Robbie moved the weapon.

La, la, la, la.

Right, so we got two options, right.
I'm finished, done, toast,

and you're fucking toast.

- I'll go down, mate.
- We both go down, mate.

Cops in jail. Cum in the
porridge, razors in the shower.

No. No fucking way. Right,
so press option two.

Right? I sweep the flat. We
bag all the footage. Simple.

No, no, no, if you... This is
fucking heavy duty. This isn't me.

- Come on, man.
- He's gonna squeal. This won't work.

It will work if we fucking
make it work, won't it?

- He's gonna shout all about it.
- Oh, right, he'll squeal, yeah?

I mean, if we get it all, what's he
gonna do? What's he gonna say, eh?

We just put our fingers
in our ear and we say,

"Prove it, mate, the
kid's talking bollocks."

- A kid who spent a month filming you?
- Exactly.

Little black kid who's got a grudge trying
to fuck us up. It's standard, innit?

Let's do it. Do it. Do it.

Mate, you're stitching me up.

Yeah, we hear that a lot. It's
cleared of firearms, lads.

But a substantial quantity of
herbal marijuana from a visual.

He might have binned
the gun, who knows?

Robbie.

Governor says there's
rioting in Deptford now.

What do you reckon, Clarkey?
Shall we respond?

- Got the brass nuts for it?
- Now they need us. Now they send for us.

Yeah, well that's how it works, isn't it,
Clarkey? That's what we signed up for.

We don't get paid the good money for
the days we sit on the carrier.

This is the day we get paid for.

No one needs a bloke any more, do they?
Unless everything goes bent.

I want to move in with you.
You do know that, don't you?

Yeah, sure. But when?

Wait till he gets off, wait
till the bin footage dies down,

wait for Easter, wait for the
new fucking iPhone to come out.

Look, I know this whole thing has
been a complete mess, but I like you.

Yeah, well it's very hard for
me to trust you, you know?

Because I've made a lot
of gestures, but we're

still sneaking 'round
and keeping it quiet.

Nobbo?

What now?

Me and Clarkey have been riding each other
raw for years. Now we're going legal.

Fuck off.

Fuck off! Fuck off, serious?

Serious. We're moving in together
and everyone's gonna find out,

so wanted you to be the first.

Fuck me. Under my nose?
Story of the century?

Right. Things are getting
serious out there.

It's all going bent 'round
the South Circular.

Now, the ARV are going out.
What about you?

- We'll see what we can do.
- Thank you.

Right then.

Right. Prawns are
back on the menu.

I mean, the little prick
was filming me on the sly.

He lied to me and he cheated me.

Banjo would go down
and I'd go down.

And for what? Nah, we just did
a clean-up job, that's all.

Boo-hoo, ladies and
gentlemen of the jury.

The defendant says he had incriminating
film of a police officer.

- We stick together.
- All for one, eh?

You have one new voicemail.

Banje. I think we need
to have that talk.

I'm on duty now, but I'll speak
to you tomorrow, yeah? Bye.

Whoa!

You all right, mate?

Oh, fuck this. Where are they?

I thought I'd be cracking chavs'
heads like they were boiled eggs.

I'm, uh, just gonna...

All right, boss, mind if we
just use the facilities?

Uh, are you wanting a coffee?

- Sorry?
- It's just, toilets are customer use only.

Right.

What, and you're gonna
stick to that, are you?

- For us?
- That's the situation.

- That's the situation?
- That's the situation.

Otherwise, we'd be
cleaning them all day.

What do we get out of it,
from our point of view?

Brilliant.

Throughout the city.

The mayor returned to praise and
thank the professionalism...

- Just checking the facilities, boss.
- Equipment check.

Heads up, lads.

Clarkey. Forming up.

Forming up, Clarkey.
Clarkey? Clarkey?

- Oh, fuck.
- Clarkey?

Go, go, go, go!

- Fuck.
- Clarkey?

Have you checked the battery on yours?
Clarkey?

Corner!

Forward!

On the right.

Hold!

- Here we go.
- Keep the line.

And you don't think we should just
say, "Not today, not now, more prep"?

No. This is it. Today.
It's not an interview.

I mean, I'm across everything.

Philosophically, you're
impregnable, ma'am.

When you say ma'am, I feel like I'm
the Queen and I don't like it.

Apologies, Assistant
Commissioner.

Assistant Commissioner, thank you
for making time to come in today.

Oh, that's fine. Nothing
much going on today.

Oh, I thought that you'd be operationally
over-stretched with the civil disturbance.

No, yes. I was joking.

Oh, I see. You were making
a joke about the riot.

No, I was making light of the...

Perhaps we could start by going through
the various commands a commissioner has

under them, and what the current
force levels are and what sort of

adjustments you envisage
making in those.

Yes. I was thinking of talking

about the conceptualisation
of law enforcements in...

In terms of natural law
and Thomas Aquinas and...

So you'll forgive me if I
talk in, uh, broad terms.

Well, talk in broad terms if you
must, and we'll see, shall we?

If we forgive you.

Fucking bloodbath.

They cut my belly open, pulled my
entrails out, and showed them to me.

We all had a bit of a laugh, and then
I had to eat them while they watched.

One always feels there's room for
improvement in an interview process.

It was like there were
three men watching me

take the most difficult
shit in the world.

I'm sure it wasn't that bad.

I mean, why wasn't I aware?

You were definitely told
that would be informal?

That is the impression
I was given.

Fuck. What just happened?

I've been fucked.
I've been sandbagged.

Maybe you can play rough.

- Assistant Commissioner.
- Charles.

How's it looking?

We're praying for Inspector
Rain to move in.

Met Office have said it's, what?
50 l 50?

Bex is a no-go, and we've
had to retreat in Ealing.

Home Secretary?

Uh-huh.

Well, no, thank you.

Yes, of course. Thank you.

Congratulations, Commissioner.

- Congratulations.
- Congratulations, Charles.

Liz.

Right, um, I need to
meet the Prime Minister.

Liz, Finn. We're wanted
at Lambeth command.

Tom. You're not with the groom's party.
You're with me.

So what's our line on the riots?

Mmm. I'll tell the Prime Minister we
have a full force on the streets.

We're draughting in more
backup from the regions.

Jesus!

Shit, what's...

This is the Commissioner,
what's going on?

We're just taking you
south, Commissioner.

It's got a lot worse, I'm afraid.
It's spreading to Central London.

Shit. Stop the car.

Can we get through?

There's no way through. Turn around.
Turn around.

Requesting backup.

Fucking back up. Reverse!

- I can't.
- We need to reverse.

Go, go, go, go. Get
us out of here.

All right, Frank. Find
us another route.

Yes, I know there is a riot happening.
I'm in the middle of it.

I'll fuckin' do ya!

Hold the line!

Hold the line, lads.

Hold the line!

Stay back!

Stay back! Get back!

Come on!

Stay back.

- Keep clear.
- Come on. Let's have it!

- Please. Let me through.
- Fuck off.

You might want to review
your toilet policy, mate.

You seem to have angered
some local patrons.

Go on, then.

Where you going? Come back here.

Come on!

- Get back. Stay back! Get back!
- Get back.

Stay back.

Stay back!

Fucking get back. Get back!

Um, he's insisted on coming
to see you directly.

- Mia, I'm too busy.
- It's about the Karl Jeffries shooting.

- Okay.
- Lf he's an oddball,

call and ask for a
peppermint tea, yeah?

Hi. How can I help you?

Hi. Yeah, I um... I
wanted to see you.

- This should go to DPS.
- Professional Standards?

Yeah, but DPS has a certain
reputation and... Sorry I, um,

saw you give a talk at Paddington
Green about openness, and, uh...

Can I trust you?

Yeah. You can trust
me absolutely.

Do you wanna...

Yeah.

The Prime Minister has appealed
for calm, as he announced

that police are now largely in
control of London this evening.

He went on to say he had every
confidence in newly-appointed

Commissioner Charles Inglis being
able to return calm to the city,

despite reports of widespread looting
in the wake of today's disturbances.

I think this is how I would have
wanted to go out. Democracy.

You know? Freedom.

Hmm? Equality, maybe.

Fucking good nails. That's what
I wanna go down defending.

What you doing here? I
said we'd talk later.

- It's all right, love.
- You all right, Clarkey?

- Banjo. We're on duty.
- Yeah, I know, I know.

See, something ain't felt
right lately, and, uh...

I realised what it was.

Yeah, someone's had his
prick up my missus.

For God's sake, Banjo, come on.

Now, in nature, if that happened to
a stag, they'd find the other stag,

go, "Oi, tuck your cock away,
give those antlers a polish,

"'cause you and me are gonna
have a straightener."

- A straightener?
- Yeah, a straightener.

- Are you deaf or fuckin' what, cunt?
- No mate, no. Not here.

- I want to fight.
- Well, I don't want to fight.

Well, you see, I really,
really want to fight.

- You're being a prick, Banjo.
- Right, now if I start fighting you, yeah,

very little you can do to avoid
being in the fight, is there?

- We can't just stand here.
- It's okay. Just leave them be.

Now, if you don't fight,

makes it quite easy for me.

Also, if you do fight,
then I'm quids in,

'cause that's what I want, innit?
A fuckin' fight. So...

Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Let them have it out.

- Ah, shit.
- Right, that's enough.

Fuck it. I'm going in.

Stay down. Are you all right, Clarkey?
Stay down.

- Get off my throat.
- Stay down, Banjo.

Calm down, pal. Stay there. Stay there.
Calm down. It's over. Stay. You got him.

Calm down.

Yeah, that's exactly what I did.

I thought you'd wanna know.

Banjo fucked up.
You got it right.

- I think you should make a statement.
- Yeah?

Get back on the team.

Uh...

- No thanks, mate.
- Buddy, we can have a word.

You'll get reinstated,
and in a month,

you'll...

Why not?

'Cause I don't like
shooting people any more.

Turns out it don't
feel very nice.

Warwick, you were just
doing the job, mate.

Yeah, I know.

I did the right thing.
Did the job.

But you know what? It's not
a very nice fucking job,

and I ain't doing it any more.

Yeah, that's exactly what I did.

I have to say, I don't think we
should even be looking at this.

Oh, Christ.

This is... It's... It's inappropriate. It
should go to Professional Standards...

Oh, you do love your
procedures, don't you?

Call a committee,
put on the gloves,

maybe they can tell you what's
in front of your fucking eyes?

So we've seen it. Big deal. Who knows
if he's even telling the truth?

What do you want us to do?

Put it up. We give it to
Gavin and we put it up.

You are amazing. Just when I think
you've gone to your most bat shit,

MacBook-in-a-yurt-fucking-cuckoo, bang!
You... You take it up a level.

This is the perfect response
to the garbage can footage.

We will show you something 10
times more damaging ourselves.

We are just... Just getting
control of the city back.

Do I need to read
you the Riot Act?

The last line is, "Do not
restart the fucking riot."

It would establish him as an unimpeachable
advocate of openness and reform.

- Sub judice.
- Not until somebody's charged.

Look, if I'd shagged my boss and he killed
himself, I might be a bit more wary

about making everything
open and transparent 24 l7.

Tell me, Finn, what
would you do with this?

I would take this to the DPS and
I would let them investigate.

And then I personally would use whatever
legal and technical arguments I could

to delay or stop the release
of this damaging material.

You think you can stamp
on something like this?

Charles? He's taken it around town.
Rumours. Copies.

Gavin, me, the kid who filmed
it, the cop who brought it in.

What are you gonna do, kill them?
Gag them?

Wait for the riot to start the day it does
come out? Because it definitely will.

Is there a chance that this might calm
things down out there, us coming clean?

Fuck knows. No. Yes.

Twice as bad, half as bad.
Who knows?

Look, I'm not saying put it up because
I'm some fucking crusader who wants

to die riding into battle. I'm telling you
that this is our only winning option.

It would prejudice
any future case.

Finn, when you came to
me, I listened to you.

Charles is the best
man for the job.

Now, listen to me.

This is gonna come out.
That's definite. And

when it does, it will
be very fucking bad.

Police murder. Evidence tampering.
Us on the defensive, again.

Hiding behind procedures, again.
Expressing sorrow, again.

What if, for the first time,
we throw the doors open?

What do you think?

I don't know how we got
to this fucking position.

Honestly... Honestly,
I don't know.

Maybe she has a point.

Maybe.

Robert Bass?

Neil Bancroft?

Quiet, everyone, please. Quiet.

Thank you.

Thank you for being here. I'm
Commissioner Charles Inglis,

and this is the Head of
Communications, Liz Garvey.

In a moment, we're going to be
presenting some video material.

We are taking the unusual,

I think unprecedented, step of bringing
to light today material which suggests

dishonourable behaviour
by one of our officers.

But firstly, can I say that we
have seen disgraceful scenes...

When this hits the streets,
they are going to explode.

And I will be bringing the full force of
the law to bear on any future instances

of public disorder.

You are going to be seeing from this
force a new era of transparency,

but matched with an
uncompromising challenge

to lawlessness
wherever it is found.

Okay. Could you play
the footage, please?

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