Twist

Let me tell you a story about a young man called Oliver.

There's no singing, no dancing.

Definitely no happy ending.

But before we get to me,

this all started with a thief called Tom Chitling.

Hey you!

Oi! Stop!

Damn it!

He's there!

Oi! Stop!

Come here!

Where is it?

Growing up it was just me and mum.

We didn't have a lot.

But we had our imagination.

Where did you take us today, Oliver?

It's a beach. And we had an ice cream.

Hmm! Delicious.

I took us...

to the circus.

Wow! Elephants.

- Thanks, mum. - You're welcome.

I'm gonna take a summary from better tomorrow.

I can't wait.

What do you see?

A lady swimming.

What else?

What does all of this say?

I don't understand, mum.

Well...

I see...

escape.

I see...

a powerful woman leaving behind a life that wasn't meant for her.

And all of the flowers,

they are telling us why.

Anyone ever told you you are a bit weird, mum?

Has anyone ever told you you're a bit cheeky?

We're going to space now, are we?

Yeah.

I thought we were supposed to be doing our dreams for the future.

I don't get it.

That's you.

And that's me.

And we're in a gallery.

And we're looking at this painting of you and me,

in a gallery,

looking at this painting of you and me in a gallery,

and it goes on and on and on...

But nothing lasts forever.

Then it was just me.

Time to go, Oliver.

I didn't know anyone else.

Certainly, didn't belong with them.

I was better off on my own.

Oi!

Wake up.

Wake up, you little rat!

Right, I've told you before, and I'm not an idiot.

I'm not gonna tell you again.

Don't you dare.

Sod off, you little spranger.

Stop sleeping in the gallery!

People don't really call me Oliver anymore.

They call me TWIST.

Transcript by Clarity.

Congratulations, luv, you own a little yellow square.

You can see I have my hands full.

They are not my rules. I just enforce them.

- I was right here. - You were right here, but for too long.

I thought you're gonna move in.

Do you think I like doing this?

Actually, I do. It makes me feel big in every way.

Could you not give the ticket to anyone else?

I'm not just giving em to nice people.

You look like a nice person, so I've given one to you.

Please, I was initially about to leave.

Well, you should've left earlier, shouldn't ya?

I can't afford this ticket.

Well, I can't afford a 4K TV but I wish I could have liked one of those.

Actually, I don't even know what it is but I like the sound of wanting it, yeah?

I wish I could have but...

Please, please, please.

That's a "me" problems.

You got a ticket... and it's little only a minute.

Oi!

Hey! Stay away from that van.

That's my van, you little pig.

- You forgot this. - Thank you.

Stop that lad!

Oi!

Let's go!

No, my bike!

Yo, little man!

Yo?

- Hey, slow up, bro. - What?

Relax man, the cops packed in way back.

- Why are you chasing me then? - Cause you forgot your shopping.

Okay.

It's you, isn't it?

- What? - Do you know who it is?

Come on man, we know that it's you.

We done the forensics.

Your spray cans.

He is a joker, this one, but look, listen,

I am Dodge

this is Batesy and together we...

What about your bike?

Not ours, pal.

Go!

Come on.

Stop!

Wait!

Come on. Let's go.

Get down!

Come on.

Cracking set of pants, luv.

What happened to him?

Who is that?

Brilliant. You two again.

Oh come on, we are guardian angels.

Where's the other guy?

Come with us, we'll see what you got with some new gear.

Or you could just stay here, I mean, it's up to you.

We got trainers as well.

Really?

Come on, handsome, follow us.

I ain't got anything worth stealing.

Come on, mate. You can't go through life trusting no one.

Yeah, we saved your ass once already.

That was the other guy.

What? You mean Red?

Yeah.

The guy in the green jacket.

That's a real hero, that one.

Entree s'il vous plait.

Who's there?

Just me and Batesy.

What size of waist are you?

I'd say about a thirty regular.

Who's that?

Oh, that is the ghost of Dodge's grandpa.

Batesy, shut up. I'll introduce you later.

- Let's get you some clothes first. - You do realize that I've got no money?

It's alright. You can ask.

I don't like owing people.

Go on, have them.

Introductory, special offer.

- We can spare 'em. - Where did you get all this?

- Sports warehouse. - I lost my favourite hat on that job.

Are you ever gonna stop bragging on about that hat?

Huh?

Probably not.

Have 'em. They cost us nothing. Shops claimed insurance...

plus...

them pasty legs,

they're gonna give me nightmares.

Better give them that, little bit of a shake actually.

Let's give 'em a shake first, eh?

Hey, Fagin.

Dodge.

I've told you before, you cannot bring in green kids off the street.

- I know, but Fagin... - No buts.

Out he goes.

Fagin, please,

this is Twist.

Extreme graffiti artist, reaching places others can't reach.

Texts on the moving crane, all that. You know like, what was his face...

Banksy.

Reaching places other people can't reach, eh?

The problem with graffiti is...

You can't move it.

What's the point in a painting that's always in the same place?

The higher up I put my work the more people can see it.