[indistinct chatter]
[chatter continues]
[vehicle approaches]
[horn honks]
[indistinct chatter]
[PC Cooper] You're out late.
[Leroy] Oh, got club. Music practice.
Been a few burglaries. Young black lads like yourself mostly.
You won't mind if we give you a quick search, will you?
You're a good lad. Won't take a minute.
- Sure. - [PC Cooper] Arms out.
[Kenneth] Hey!
[PC Cooper] Oi, oi, jungle patrol.
Just calm yourself down, sunshine. It's a routine stop and search.
- There's been a few B and E's... - I don't care if there's been a murder.
He's a school child.
In uniform!
- Is this your dad? - Yeah.
You find anything?
- No. - [Kenneth] Then him can go.
Come.
[PC Cooper] Go on then, son.
And you watch your attitude, mate.
[♪ Jim Reeves: "This World Is Not My Home"]
Can I change this?
[♪ music stops]
[♪ Gloria Jones: "Tainted Love"]
[sucks teeth]
[♪ music stops]
Was an accident.
Why I come late.
Now listen me good.
When 'em stop you again, don't make 'em handle you so.
You're not no roughneck. You hear?
What if they arrest me?
[sucks teeth] Don't worry about that. I am the only authority you need.
I only warn you two things...
don't be no roughneck, and don't bring no police to my yard.
You understand?
Yes, Dad.
Yes, what?
- Yes, Dad. - Good.
[♪ Jim Reeves: "It Is No Secret"]
[Leroy] Dad?
You gonna take all day?
[Kenneth] You have an appointment?
[Kenneth] Watch now. See.
If you take your time...
...don't rush in, you'll get your reward.
- Score me. - Strikes again.
That's 28 points.
- Twenty-eight points! - Scholar.
U.
I.
T.
- [Leroy] Sweet. - [Daphne chuckles]
Daphne! [laughs]
- [Mrs. Logan] I was waiting for that Q. - Hm-hm.
[Hyacinth] It's right up to the triple score.
- Yeah. - [Hyacinth] Come on. Who's got an S?
- It's simple, it's simple. - [Hyacinth] Dad's still winning.
There we are.
And...
[Hyacinth snickers]
Pass.
[knocks on table]
Pass.
[♪ Al Green: "Tired of Being Alone"]
[♪ music continues through headphones]
[man] That's it. Well done.
Come on then. Come on then!
[Ed] Fucking hell.
Come on!
- Fucking hell. - Get your back into it, mate.
Wait, wait, wait.
[indistinct chatter]
[Ed] So, I was saying, right, so he goes over to this bloke,
and this bloke says, um,
"Oi, mate. Why'd you kick that midget in the balls?"
The bloke says, "Well, he was standing in front of my bird
saying her hair smells nice, weren't he?"
[both laugh]
What are you like, mate?
[both laugh]
I plead the fifth, me.
So what, do you fancy a swifty tonight, then, or...?
And watch you chat up barmaids all night? Nah.
[laughs]
Can't leave it in the car, can I?
They'd either let me tires down or they'd nick it.
- Perks of the job, mate. - Seriously?
[Ed] Yeah, deadly mate, yeah.
Hey, so what's going on with you, then?
Have you made your move yet,
or are you still sitting at home fiddling with yourself?
Shut it. Application's in the post, mate.
If forensics ain't more interesting than research science, look, man, I...
Jesus Christ, mate. How many ti... Are you still going on about that?
I mean, how many times have I told you, you wanna get yourself on the beat?
You'd be perfect.
Look, you're well spoken, you're clean-cut, you're a stand-up bloke.
Don't you reckon you'd be perfect for that?
Don't know.
They've even got that campaign for Afro-Caribbeans going, mate.
You wanna get yourself down there.
Great. I'll join up. [laughs]
You should, ma... all right, no, no, no. I tell you what, I tell you what.
Listen, you tell me when, and I'll take you for a spin around.
That'll get your blood racing. Trust me.
All right.
Is that a yes?
- Yeah. - Yes?
Yes!
Yes.
[♪ Imagination: "So Good, So Right"]
[horn honks]
[door unlocks]
- Okay. Okay. - Wow, right?
Let's go this way. Come on.
[Gretl] Oh, I can't wait. Finally a place of our own.
Move out of your dad's.
[both laugh]
[Leroy] Wow. All ours. The whole space.
[Gretl] Not for long. Aren't you forgetting someone else?
[Leroy] Ooh, who am I forgetting? Am I forgetting you?
[laughs]
- I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for... - Come on. [laughs]
[both laugh]
[sighs] We'll put the bed there, don't you think? For the light?
- Yeah. - [sighs] Hm.
- Yeah, this is nice. - Hm.
I love it.
- Yeah? - Yeah.
Mm.
[kiss]
You know that bloke I go running with? Ed.
- Mm. - He's a good, good, solid guy.
Mm?
We're talking and stuff about work,
and he reckons I'd make a good police officer.
On the beat rather than forensics.
So do I.
Yeah... well, you would...
...because you're not even really interested in flipping research science.
It's not you. [laughs]
You want to be seen doing your job and setting a standard.
What's that supposed to mean?
It is a good, solid job with a uniform you would die for.
Much better than a boring old lab coat.
You can be physical, and...
...it appeals to your macho, vain sensibility.
Please. [laughs]
Brick rigid, everything done to the letter...
The Julie mango fall close to the root, isn't it?
[laughs]
[kissing]
[truck engine rumbles]
[engine shuts off]
[♪ Billy Joel: "Uptown Girl"]
See you later.
[server] Afternoon, Ken. All right?
All right, man. One portion of chips, please.
[♪ Billy Joel: "Uptown Girl" continues]
[server] Have a good day.
- You too. - Take care.
[Kenneth] Can I help you?
- This yours? - Of course it's mine.
Well, you're blocking the highway.
- No, I'm not. - That's a 50 quid fine.
- You not see the people coming through? - Are you arguing with me?
I'm not arguing with you, you just make a mistake.
Wait there.
[sucks teeth]
You know the regulation? Because I do.
Watch here. That is two foot from the...
[grunts] What the? [groans]
For what? [groans]
[server] What you doing? Oi! Get off him! Get off him! Oi!
[PC May] Watch your fucking mouth, son!
My name is... Kenneth Logan...
My name is Kenneth Logan!
Welcome to my world, the lovely world of science.
I'm sure you're all excited.
No? All right. [chuckles]
Okay, guys, uh, we've got your standard equipment over there
as well as your fun stuff.
Uh, so what we're interested in right now
are the results of chemotherapy's impact on cancer patients.
Now this is something that we're doing detailed research...
[pager beeps]
Excuse me.
[Kenneth] Leroy.
[sighs]
[panting]
Come on then. Come on then! Come on then!
[panting]
[sobbing]
[Jesse] Leee's on tour. He says hello.
[Leroy] Yeah, bet he does, the wanderer. Where's he now?
[Jesse] Australia, America, you name it.
And how are you doing?
Good. I'm good.
I got my application.
But you never fill it.
[sighs] Look, I thought about it, but I've wanted to do forensics since A Levels.
Maybe even longer.
Leroy.
Yes, Auntie?
I know you practically all your life.
You smart enough for research science,
forensics, whatever you choose.
But when I think about you sitting behind a desk alone, I can't see it.
You and Leee are the same.
You need to get out there and express yourself, Leroy.
Your talent does not lie behind closed doors.
It should be a benefit to the community.
I've been a police liaison since you were a child.
Your life is yours and not anyone else's.
Well, obviously, you know, we are keeping an eye on the area
and we're trying to... make sure young lads behave.
Anyway, we'll be in touch and, um, look after yourself. All right?
[car door opens]
Everything all right?
Yeah, yeah. It's just a bit of petty vandalism, that's all.
It's nothing to worry about.
I don't know, man. There's loads of smashed windows round this way.
Mostly Asians.
That's why you gotta know the territory, mate.
You know, it's... grassroots community police
and all that good stuff.
We'll know if it's racists soon enough.
- You strapped in? - Yeah, mate. [grunts]
[seatbelt clicks]
[door closes]
[engine starts]
[indistinct chatter]
[Leroy] I don't suppose you get many people from my background.
Science. Thought I'd be the first.
Mr. Logan, have you or any of your family come in direct contact with the police?
What do you mean?
Have you or any of your relatives been arrested and detained,
whether charged or released with no further action?
No. Never.
If I may, I just wanted to say I applied to combat negative attitudes.
There are divisions and misunderstandings and I think I could change that.
If I'm allowed, of course.
You're right. Attempts to interact with your people have fallen quite short.
Recruits from your background, might be better placed perhaps,
to show where we're going wrong.
Well, I agree with you one hundred percent.
I think we need to look each other in the eye, man to man.
Given the chance we'll soon realize we're not different.
I've tried jellied eels, so if the boys are up for it
I'll have them eating rice and peas in no time, I promise you that.
[chuckles]
Thank you, Mr. Logan.
[Kenneth] Thanks for your time, Mr. Purling.
Please, Kenneth, not at all.
I'm sorry I can't say more at this early stage,
but I have to say if you were white these charges wouldn't stand.
Do try and hold on to the fact that you have a tentative case for unlawful arrest.
- I'll be in touch. - Right.
So what do you think?
Me not know. Him keep on 'bout how me case tentative.
Imagine. And he supposed to be on our side.
There's a whole heap of charges, Dad.
Obstructing the highway, assaulting an officer, resisting arrest.
So what you saying?
[Leroy] No, I'm...
Do... do you think it would help to get in touch
with the Commission for Racial Equality, see if they can...
[Kenneth sucks teeth]
No, Dad, she's right. It would help to get the backing of an organization like that.
Just make the solicitor gwaan and do him job.
I want my day in court.
[sucks teeth] I want see them dirty police officer in the dock.
I wanna look in 'em eye.
[sucks teeth]
[♪ disco music playing]
[Leee chuckles] Go there, Leroy.
Whoo!
[chuckles]
Okay! My waist got better. Loosening up.
[♪ disco music continues]
[laughs]
[both grunting]
- Shit! - Sorry.
That's a £500 fricking carpet, man.
I'm sorry, mate. Why you worrying so much?
If I lived in a place like this I wouldn't worry about nothing, man.
Watch the moves. Watch the moves.
You best stop before you break something.
[both laugh]
[grunting] I'm getting better.
[Leee chuckles]
You wanna hear something mad?
- [♪ music stops] - Turn the music off for?
- What? - I wanna join the force.
What? Are you gonna be a Jedi or something?
No, no, no, ah...
I wanna join the police force.
Why you doing your face like that?
Don't act as if your mom didn't work for them.
Yeah, police liaison. Mom worked with the beast, not for them.
Are you serious?
Look, if a man like me was to stop you, do you think I'd drapes you up?
Yeah, well this isn't America, Leroy. Black police aren't all over the shop.
Yeah, that's exactly the point.
Don't you think it's time things were different?
What, so your dad can get his head buzzed by a brother instead?
No. Not really.
I thought you were cool. What happened to you?
[knocking on door]
Yes?
We're looking for Mr. Logan.
For what?
Uh... to verify his place of residence, sir.
Are you related to Mr. Logan?
I am Mr. Logan.
W-we're here to check Leroy Logan's address
as part of his application process to join the police force, Mr. Logan.
- What? - So...
You lie!
[banging on door]
[Jesse] Kenneth! What happened?
Don't blasted well Kenneth me.
Is you put that raas foolishness in my son head!
You see what them done to me,
but you still fill up him head with nonsense.
Leroy is my son! Not yours.
And just because your boy turned out funny don't...
Don't you dare pass your mouth on my son!
First thing, Leroy's not a boy, second, how the hell you come to my front door...
Who else cozy up with the police like she and them size?
Me? Him mother? Or is you?
What idiot sense it make to stoop and join the police?
Man have PhD!
Ohh. So you feel it's my fault?
Is you make him gwaan so!
Is only you want work with the police and friend them up
and God knows what else, because you no have no man to sweet you...
Talk about me? Look at your stubborn self.
Don't watch me! You take air from your wife's mouth so she can't breathe.
Treat your daughter-in-law like dirt.
Make you son pack up and leave.
Now step from my door. [sucks teeth] Damn raas!
[door opens]
Dad?
Hello?
- [indistinct whispers] - Relax.
Dad?
You don't hear me calling you?
Okay, I'm sorry the police came to your door. I sincerely apologize...
I would have to find out for myself.
You want throw you education down the toilet and for what?
I send you to learn so you could fight the people them ways.
I keep you in the house to protect you from the boy them,
so you don't mash up your life!
You were supposed to take what you learn and show all ah we a different way.
What did you expect?! Isn't that what you taught us?
Isn't that what you drilled into us? Study every hour God send!
Don't leave the house or mix with the black kids!
Educate ourselves at the expense of our lives!
You made us feel like we could be a part of everything.
You wanted us more British than the British.
At least this way, Dad, I can change things.
Dad, seriously, what do you think I am?
I really don't know.
Wow.
[Kenneth sucks teeth]
Dad.
[Kenneth] Do you mind just...
- Dad, I'm sure if we discussed things... - Get out of my house.
Get out of my house!
You don't hear me? Get out of me raasclaat sight! Now!
[Leroy] Why? Why? Why? Why? What are you doing? Why? Why? All right. I'm gone.
Let's go, please.
[Mrs. Logan] Leroy?
[Leroy] Can we go? Let's go!
[Mrs. Logan] Leroy? Leroy, wait!
- [door opens] - Leroy, wait, no! Leroy!
[heart beating]
We should go soon. We're gonna be late.
You're not gonna be by your own. You're not gonna be by yourself.
You can call Mom anytime. You can go 'round to the house. Don't mind Dad.
- All right? - [sighs]
That's easy for you to say.
I'm not going 'round there without you.
Darling. Right now I need your support.
That's all I need.
You say it like you didn't have it before.
Hey.
[kissing]
[sighs]
[sighs] What you are doing is important.
Hmm.
So make it count.
- I love you. - I love you.
[Jesse] Let us pray.
Lord, let us be thankful for the food you graciously provide.
May you protect your servant, Leroy, whom we love and cherish.
Please keep him safe for his six weeks police training at Hendon
and grant us the wisdom to accept his decision
even as we struggle in our ignorance to understand it.
In your everlasting name and glory, Amen.
[all] Amen.
Mmm. The rice and peas lovely, Miss Jesse.
You cook it with cream coconut, Auntie?
Yes. That and the white rice. Both cook same way.
[Gretl] I love the sweetness of your chicken.
How did you get it like that?
I put a little Demerara in the oil. Just a pinch.
I never cook with sugar.
That's authentic St. Lucian, right?
[Jesse] Hm.
Yeah. Us Jamdowns cook it differently.
Traditionally, we season the meat, make a hole in the ground,
put the meat in, bury it.
Cook it till it falls off the bone. It's just... mmm, it's nice.
[Gretl] That's jerk, right?
[Leroy] Yeah, jerk chicken, jerk pork. Maroon back of yard style cuisine.
It's all good.
[chuckles]
So you been making any new music, Leee?
Did you see me on Top of the Pops?
[Hyacinth] Yeah. I loved your last tune.
I loved it too.
You know, Leroy wanted to be in the band.
[all chuckle]
[Leroy] What you talking about? That's not the case.
- [Leee] That's not how I remember it. - You didn't tell me that.
- Babe, don't listen to him. - You didn't tell me that. [laughs]
Eat your food.
- [Leroy] Okay. - [Leee scatting]
- Ah, yes, Leroy... [laughs] - Bah! See...
[dishes clatter]
[chuckles]
All right, take care.
You take care. Oh, I'm so proud of you.
[sighs] Make I drive you Hendon.
Gretl was gonna drive me.
It's okay. I am tired anyway. They will take me home.
- You sure? - I'll wait by the car.
- All right. - Okay. See you.
- Bye, Mom. - Bye. Thanks.
[♪ Al Green: "How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?"]
[Kenneth] Leroy!
[♪ Al Green: "How Can You Mend a Broken Heart?" continues]
[♪ Marvin Gaye: "Got To Give It Up"]
[knocking on door]
[Greg] All right?
Hi, mate. Leroy Logan.
Greg Huggan. Come in. You just arrived too?
[Leroy] Yeah.
Excuse me while I just finish up.
That's a wicked crease, man. You could draw blood from that.
Sandhurst, mate. You won't get sharper.
- Tell you what, I'll show you. - Oh, yeah?
Yeah. Uh, make yourself at home.
Yeah, thank you. Mate, the music.
Ah, Marvin. You like?
- Love. Love. - [chuckles]
[drill instructor] By the left, quick march!
Attention! Right dress!
Parade-shun!
Ready for your inspection, sir.
[footsteps approaching]
[David] Hello, everyone.
Um...
Yeah, where I grew up, no one does nothing, do they?
You know, it's a bunch of flippin' no-hopers
in the same place, doing the same things.
But you know, I ain't into all that. Like drinking, dole, and mucking about.
I did me "A" levels, and had a few years cadets,
so this lark made sense.
That's me.
[class instructor] Thank you, David.
You fancy going?
Uh, I'm Leroy Logan. Hi, everyone.
Uh... I wrote a ton of stuff, but none of it matters.
Uh, I'm just chuffed to be here, in all honesty.
One thing that I will say outright: I'm not here to make any friends.
I'm here to help to bring change to this organization from the inside-out.
And hopefully we do that.
[class instructor] Thank you, Leroy.
[instructor] Does everyone understand the instructions?
Anyone not understand the instructions?
Well, let's see. This is the bleep test.
Your aim is to get to the green line before the bleeper goes.
First bleep will go out after five seconds.
Three, two, one.
[whistle blows]
[bleep]
Come on, lads!
[bleep]
[bleeping]
[breathes heavily]
[bleeping continues]
[instructor] Thank you very much, PC Logan.
[bleeping continues]
[class instructor] Right, lads. You all know the drill.
Once you step in here, you have to subdue and disarm the berserker.
Any problems... remember your training.
You ready?
Are you fucking ready?
[all] Fucking ready!
[class instructor] Good. Now, get in there.
[assailant shouting]
Come on! [shouting]
[Leroy] Formation! Forward!
[all shouting]
[assailant] All right, lads. Calm down.
[class instructor] That's enough!
[assailant] Good job, guys.
[class instructor] Come on, it's not a fucking tea party.
Well done, PC Taylor.
Well recovered. Good, Pierce. Well done.
Brilliant stuff, Logan. Good lad.
But this is the tough bit.
You have to face that man or woman in the dock.
The defendant.
Give evidence against them and secure a conviction.
And this leads us on to a further question.
How can we move from your traditional bobby,
one that I believe your average civilian considers outdated,
into, well, someone who better reflects the world out there?
Mr. Logan?
I think we need to get back into the community. Don't we?
You know, find them where they live. Build genuine trust.
To quote Robert Peel,
"The police are the public and the public are the police."
You can't see it no other way.
[class instructor] Thank you, Leroy. Well said.
[sighs]
[soft sigh]
[distant telephone ringing]
[chief inspector] Be seated.
Well, you are to be congratulated, PC Logan.
From an intake of what I am reliably informed
was a very strong group of recruits,
it appears that you've come through with flying colors.
I see you've performed creditably in all your courses:
law, police process and procedure, and physical training.
Our best all-round recruit in fact. Very well done.
It's been a privilege, sir.
As you are now a probationary constable,
you will be assigned to street duties at N Division.
And with all this in mind,
it has been suggested that you be invited
to be the new face of the current recruitment drive
for colored officers.
How does that sound?
It's an honor, sir.
Excellent. We are indebted to you.
As a matter of interest, why did you want to join the police force?
It's always been an ambition of mine since I was a little boy.
I feel I have a calling to protect and serve.
And that was through your friend's mother, yes?
The police liaison officer, Mrs. Jesse Stephens?
Yes.
And finally, how is your father getting on presently?
Strong and healthy, sir.
[chief inspector] Excellent. Well, thank you, PC Logan.
You are dismissed.
Thank you.
[indistinct whispers]
[distant siren blares]
[distant telephone ringing]
[desk sergeant] So what do I tell sprog? A relief?
Willis?
[laughs] Oh, I love that!
Yeah, all right. Nice one.
Ah, fantastic, good stuff.
All right, mate.
Come here. Show you what's what.
[indistinct police radio chatter]
Ah, Golden Boy.
Grab a seat.
Good report. It's very good.
They obviously rate you.
Thank you. Made friends for life, I hope.
Yeah, I reckon you did.
Yes, sir.
And a dickie bird tells me you grew up here. That right?
Yeah.
Working your home turf.
- Yes, sir, I am. - Good man.
And you're doing the ad for colored recruits?
Yes.
[sighs] Good to have a top bobby in the ranks, but this isn't training.
You've got a right jungle to work.
You know that.
[papers rustle]
[distant telephone rings]
[indistinct chatter]
[sighs]
Dismissed.
Thank you, sir.
[♪ Melle Mel: "White Lines"]
[man] Wicked police, boy.
Dirty Babylon!
[man 2] Whaa! Babylon be true!
[man scoffs, laughs]
[man 3] Fucking bounty.
[sucks teeth] What'm Coconut?
What'm Judas?
That's Constable Judas to you.
[laughter]
- Yeah? - [man] Move out the way!
[sucks teeth]
[man and Asif speaking Urdu]
Sorry, folks. Excuse me. PC, can I have a quick word?
Excuse me.
Asif, mate.
I appreciate your, uh, experience in these matters,
right, yeah, but it's not particularly helpful to speak Indian.
It's, uh, it's Urdu, not Indian.
Oh, beg your pardon. Sorry, mate, yeah.
'Course. Urdu.
Nevertheless, representing the Force as you do,
I think English might be a better choice.
All right.
[Asif] Do you, uh, speak English?
[owner] A little, little.
[Asif] Can you slowly just describe what they looked like?
[owner] Just... two men came from there.
- Yeah. - They were white.
I sometimes ask myself if it's worth it, you know.
When you're working for people who don't appreciate you
or wanna listen to what we could actually add to the organization.
Hm-hm.
I got friends who don't even speak to me anymore.
Call me a traitor.
Ohh. Why am I doing this, man?
Why are you doing it?
You have a degree.
You were a research scientist?
That's like... that's like demoting yourself
from being a chef to doing the bins.
I just feel like someone's gotta be the bridge.
And when you're doing that, you just realize you're alone.
Tell me about it.
I don't see joining the Force as a demotion.
I see it as serving my community the best way I can.
Someone's gotta take out the rubbish.
Let's go for it.
- Yeah. - Okay.
So...
what is the definition of "theft"?
The dishonest taking of someone's property, innit.
- [both laugh] - Come on now. Be serious.
Is that how you are going to answer them?
You're going up for promotion, not an argument down the pub.
All right, all right. So say, strictly speaking,
theft is a dishonest taking of property,
that definition has a number of variations depending on the stolen object.
So, if I was to say to you, "You stole my motor car,"
that would imply that the theft is permanent.
But there's also non-permanent theft like, you know,
joyriding and all dem tings dere.
[laughs] Better.
Okay, define "stop and search" now.
Okay... skip that.
Let's try the Misuse of Drugs Act.
All right,
The Misuse of Drugs Act is...
- You don't even know this. - I think it's pretty basic, love.
The suspicion that any person...
...is taking drugs.
[both laugh]
[baby coos]
Here, Mr. Man? Mr. Man?
[blows] How you do?
How you do?
[soft giggle]
Do you enjoy being back at work, Mr. Logan?
[grunts] Hm.
- [door opens] - Just me.
[Gretl] Saa.
[Leroy] Hello.
You all right, Dad?
- Mum. - Hi.
Hey. You okay?
- You okay, hm? - Mm-hmm.
- [Gretl] That's your daddy. Ohh. - Okay.
You okay? You good?
[Leroy] Everyone all right?
Yes, we very, very good. Just have a nice afternoon tea.
Don't it?
What about you? Everything okay at work?
Yeah, everything's good.
Uh, got mates.
Um, Ed's been promoted out of the area,
but we're... we're still in touch, and Greg too. He's good.
- He's over at Sudbury... - You ready for war?
Them give we a court date.
Take almost a year, but them do it.
That's good, Dad. That's good.
Mm-hmm.
Yuh father never stop chat 'bout it,
day and night inna me ear.
[clock ticking softly]
[jet engine roars overhead]
- [Leroy] Oi! - [young man] Shit!
[indistinct remark]
[young man] Inside. Inside, inside.
[♪ piano music playing]
[Leroy] You all right, mate?
[♪ music stops]
You all right?
No?
- Ohh. - Oh, my god.
Oh, my days! Crowns, look at you!
Ohh!
Lee said that you joined up, you know, but I thought no way!
What you doing here, man?
Uh, they used to call me Crowns back in the day.
This is PC Miller.
Uh, we actually came to chat to some of your boys.
Caught them hanging around vehicles.
Once they clocked us, they scarpered and dropped this.
Mmm, they been smashing windows again?
[PC Miller] Yeah, we suspect so.
All right, then, well, you might as well just come and look around.
- Yeah, sure. - I'm sure they've legged it, though.
Ah, it's all good. Good. How you been?
Look at... I can't believe it, man. Police, you know!
[Leroy laughs]
[Linda sucks teeth]
[Leroy] Follow me.
[Linda] There's a door to the back.
[distant heavy door closes]
[whispers] Dad.
Them ready for us?
[Purling] Not quite, Kenneth.
We won't be going to court. The police have officially capitulated.
Wait. How?
[Hyacinth] Just like that? What's going on?
Well, you've a fair judge
and a substantial number of witnesses,
plus the fact that the police have dropped all charges against you.
If I'm perfectly honest, I think they knew they'd lose.
[Hyacinth] Dropped all charges? But he's innocent.
So that's it? We won?
It's not so much a win as a recognition of their chances of victory, Daphne.
They'll settle out of court.
You'll probably get a substantial payout, Kenneth.
I warrant they'll want to avoid the publicity,
given your son.
What do you say, Dad?
They're playing a long game, and it's not ideal, but...
it's better than nothing.
I want my day in court.
I want look in them eye.
That's what them promise, right? In this country? Your day.
[Gretl] Yes, they do.
So the best we can do is a draw?
Goin' toilet.
[grunting]
Right, you're on.
Come up my cousin's wedding,
watch us go on the hit and miss,
eat a ton of food and party like your lot, you know.
Probably more... wild, you know...
Whoa, whoa, whoa, what do you mean?
Jamaicans are the original party people, remember that.
What!
Why d'you think they call us Jamdown?
- Oh, yeah? - Yeah?
[Beck] All I'm saying to him, did he see who done it?
And he's talking to me in another language.
I have no idea what he's saying!
He's wobbling his head and talking... [mocking foreign language]
I can't understand a flippin' word.
Imagine, he's been in this country how long?
Now of course his daughter comes over,
starts giving it all that
saying how disrespectful I am, and don't speak to her father like that.
Who's being disrespectful?
He can't even speak to me in English!
If she'd had gone on much longer, I'd have nicked the silly cow.
Then those Blacks came along, started causing trouble as well, didn't they.
For a moment, genuinely,
I thought I was in that film Zulu.
[laughs]
Bloody wogs, mate. All the same.
Right, mate? Yeah.
[laughter]
[Asif sniffs]
Well, I don't know who did that.
I just come in and saw it.
That's bang out of order, huh? It's a disgrace.
[chuckles]
Next time one of you fuckers want to write this on my fucking locker,
do it while I'm fucking here! You fucking pussies.
[♪ instrumental pop music playing]
[Abraham] You see what happened last night?
[laughs] It was crazy, man. We need to do that again.
[Leroy] You all right, star?
I heard you play the piano the other day.
It was good stuff.
You into music?
You should take it up properly, you know.
You're dead good. Start a group or something.
Nah.
Come on. I've got a mate who done it.
He's in the band Imagination.
Tours the world. Has all the girl, "Waaa, waaa, Leee, Leee."
- Imagination? - Yeah.
My best mate Leee's the lead singer.
I reckon you can do it. What d'you reckon?
Nah. Nah, that's not for me.
That's for other people.
[♪ music stops]
[overlapping shouts]
Get up. Move!
I've told you! What did I tell you?
Fucking black cunt!
[Philford screams]
[breathes] You got a problem?
Yeah, I do. Excessive force is not on.
Listen. Out there it is us and them.
You whistle, we come. That's how it works.
So you can stand there playin' community liaison,
or you can piss off and let us do our job.
'Cause if you can't learn how it works,
then the last thing you'll feel
is some fucker sticking a knife in your back.
- You all right, mate? - Move from the door man! Fucking traitor!
What you one of them, yeah? You one of them? You one of them?
Come back here!
Fuck you, man. Fuck you!
You fucking traitor! Fucking coconut, Oreo biscuit.
[ragged breath]
[young man] It's the bounty. Let's fuck off. Fuck's sake.
[Leroy] Just one second.
[man] Felicia!
Just asking a question.
Ay.
All right, Crowns.
Hey, Linda. Quick question.
Mmm.
Have you seen that kid, Abraham?
You know, the piano player. I've been looking for him everywhere.
Oh man, sweet Abraham? He got knifed over Sullivan Court.
His mum's sent him to his aunt's for his safety.
[sighs] Is he okay?
I'm not sure, mate. I thought your lot would've heard about that.
If I hear anything, I'll let you know, yeah.
Please, yeah. Please. I'm looking for him.
- All right. - Yeah.
- Keep your ears out, yeah? - All right.
[sighs]
[radio] All units, November section.
Premises at Holloway industrial estate.
We've got some suspects reported there. Over.
Three-six-zero responding.
Control, three-sixty on site. Backup requested.
[bird wings flutter]
[distant pigeon coos]
[bird wings flutter]
[faint clanking sound]
[bird wings flutter]
[loud clatter]
Stop! Police!
In pursuit of suspect. Requesting backup. Over.
[machinery hums]
[bell jingles]
[heavy machinery runs]
[machinery hums]
[door handle clatters]
[low, into radio] This is PC Leroy Logan requesting backup.
[pained grunt]
[pained grunts]
[pained grunt]
[metal bar clatters]
[Leroy grunts]
[Leroy shouting]
[burglar] Ohh!
Stop resisting! Stop resisting!
Aah! Aah!
[machinery hums]
[indistinct shout]
Dave, call for backup.
Get in. Get in.
[Leroy sighs]
Twenty minutes it took us from Wessex.
There's cars around the fucking corner!
You're all over the radio. The bastards didn't back you up!
[sighs]
Waaayyy!
[happy chatter]
Ah, so, okay, okay. So I was a victim when playing a friendly game.
We're playing a friendly game, and then he does all that!
How do you take that long to do a shot like that?
[chatter stops]
Why didn't you lot back me?
Can't talk? All of you guys are good at talking.
Why didn't you back me? Simple question.
You normally speak. Why didn't you back me?
Huh?
Oh, okay.
Why didn't you back me?
You're silent now. Why didn't you back me?
I'm out there on the field with no backup.
Answer the question.
Are you deaf?
Well, you're not men.
- It's a struggle. I'm sick of this. - Hey, leave it.
- Hey, man. - Leave it.
Get your hands off me.
You back me up or you get slapped up.
How 'bout that?
[scoffs]
At ease.
It says we were impressed with your interview skills
and you scored highly on both the written
and fitness portion of the... what did I tell you, mate.
I tell you. We absolutely...
Oh, your joking...
[chatter stops]
[Taylor] Clean sweep, innit.
[Willis] He'll understand.
Um, eh, no, actually. Not just now.
Lemme get back to you. Okay, yep.
What couldn't wait?
I wanna talk about this.
What about it?
Come on, don't play games with me, sir.
I passed that test, and you know it.
Look, I just want a fair crack, like everyone else.
Games?
What are you insinuating?
You were treated equally like everyone else.
So why haven't I moved up? Beck has. Why not me?
Because sometimes in life it's better to just blend in.
Now, that test was fair.
I'm sorry if you feel otherwise. There's no special treatment here.
Did I say dismissed?
How's your back?
Fine, sir.
Dismissed.
You all right, mate?
What happened?
Good luck with this lot, yeah.
What d'you mean by that? Already?
[distant locker door opens]
[locker door closes]
[distant shower runs]
[door opens]
Not one officer looks like me.
Not one.
I joined the Police Force to bring change, period.
I dunno. I just dunno, Grets. And now Asif is gone...
Don't know what?
- I just dunno if... - You're talking about giving in.
- No, maybe... - You?
You... Leroy, you're talking about giving in. You.
You didn't join to be in a group.
You do it for the people who get stopped and searched and beaten.
The ones who get thrown in jail for nothing,
the folk who respect you.
You talk about yourself.
What about the sacrifice I make supporting you?
You think it's easy?
Huh?
No.
And now you want to drop out?
For those racists?
Really?
- It's just hard. - [Gretl scoffs]
[door opens]
[Leroy] Just me.
Hello?
Mum?
Hyacinth?
All right, Dad.
Where's Mum and Hyacinth?
Hyacinth take you mother to bingo.
My mother.
Let me tell you what my mother used to say to me.
She says, "Son...
...if I walk past a cemetery...
...and I see you dig grave...
...and that's all you can do 'cause you have no learning..."
She says, "I will be upset...
...but if I pass by there...
...and you digging graves with an education...
...then that is what you chose to do...
...and I must support that."
[sucks teeth]
My mother, boy.
You know I find?
The world, it just...
...move forward.
Always do.
Big change.
That is a slow-turning wheel.
Sometimes I think...
...the earth needs to be scorched.
Replant it...
...so something good will come of it.
Something good.
[♪ Al Green: "For the Good Times"]