Small Axe

- You're out late. - 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? Won't take a minute.

- Sure. - Arms out.

- Hey! - Oi, oi, jungle patrol.

Yes, calm yourself down, sunshine. It's a routine stop and search.

- There's been a few B and E's... - 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.

Then him can go. Come.

Go on then, son. And you watch your attitude, mate.

Can I change this?

Musse a accident. Why I come late.

Now listen me good.

When 'em stop you again don't mek them handle you so. You not no ruffneck.

Yuh hear?

What if they arrest me?

Nuh worry bout that. I am the only authority you need.

I only warn yuh two tings;

don't be no ruffneck, an don't bring no police to my yard. You understand?

- Yes, Dad. - Yes, what?

- Yes, Dad. - Good.

RED, WHITE AND BLUE

Dad?

- You gonna take all day? - You have an appointment?

Watch now. See.

If you take your time... don't rush in,

you'll get your reward.

- Score me. - Strikes again.

- That's twenty-eight points. - Scholar.

U.

I.

- T. - Sweet.

- Daphne! - I was waiting for that Q.

- It's right up to the triple score. - Yeah. It's simple.

Come on. Whose got an S? Dad's still winning.

There we go.

And...

SEX

Pass.

Pass.

That's it. Well done.

- Come on then. Come on then! - Fucking hell.

Come on!

- Fucking hell. - Get your back into it, mate.

Wait, wait, wait.

So, I was saying, right. So he goes over to this bloke and this bloke says,

"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."

- What are you like, mate? - I plead the fifth, me.

So what, d'you fancy a swifty tonight then or...?

And watch you chat up barmaids all night? Nah.

Can't leave it in the car. They'd either let me tyres down

or they'd nick it.

- Perks of the job, mate. - Seriously?

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, then 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.

- You'd be perfect for that. - Dunno.

They've even got that campaign for Afro-Caribbeans going, mate.

- You wanna get yourself down there. - Great. I'll join up.

You should, ma... alright, no, no, no. 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.

- Alright. - Is that a yes?

- Yeah. - Yes?

Yes! Yes.

- Okay. Okay. - Wow, right?

Let's go this way. Come on.

I can't wait.

Finally a place of our own. Move out of your dad's.

Wow. All ours. The whole space.

Not for long. Aren't you forgetting someone else.

Who am I forgetting... am I forgetting you?

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry for... - Come on.

We'll put the bed there, don't you think? For the light?

Yeah.

Yeah, this is nice.

I love it.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

You know that bloke I go running with? Ed.

He's a good, good, solid guy.

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 really interested in flipping research science.

It's not you. 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.

Brick rigid, everything done to the letter...

The Julie mango fall close to the root isn't it?

See you later.

- Afternoon, Kenny. Alright? - Yeah. One portion of chips, please.

- Have a good day. Take care. - You too.

- Can I help you? - This yours?

- Of course it's mine. - Well, you're blocking the highway.

- No, I'm not. - That's a fifty 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.

You know the regulation? Because I do.

Watch... that is two foot from the...

What the?

For what?

What you doing? Oi! Get off him! Get off him! Oi!

- Watch you fucking mouth, son! - My name is... Kenneth...

My name is Kenneth Logan!

Welcome to my world, the lovely world of science.

I'm sure you're all excited. No? Alright. Okay guys,

we've got your standard equipment over there as well as your fun stuff.

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...

Leroy.

Come on then.

Come on then! Come on then!

Come on then! Come on then!

Leee's on tour. He says hello.

Yeah, bet he does, the wanderer. Where's he now?

Australia, America, you name it.

And how are you doing?

Good. I'm good.

- I got my application. - But you never fill it.

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 tink 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.

We're looking for people like you.

I've been a police liaison since you were a child.

Your life is yours and not anyone else's.

Well obviously, 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 look after yourself. Alright?

- Everything alright? - Yeah, yeah.

Just a bit of petty vandalism, that's all. It's nothing to worry about.

I dunno, man. There's loads of smashed windows round this way. Mostly Asians.

That's why you gotta know the territory, mate. It's...

Grassroots community police and all that good stuff.

We'll know if it's racists soon enough.

- You strapped in? - Yeah, mate.

I don't suppose you get many people from my background.

Science. Thought I'd be the first.

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, 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 realise 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.

Thank you, Mr. Logan.

- 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 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? - No, I'm...

Do you...

think it'd help to get in touch with the Commission for Racial Equality...

She's right. It would help to get the backing of an organisation like that.

Just make the solicitor gwaan an do him job. I want my day in court.

I want see them dutty police officer in the dock.

I wanna look in 'em eye.

Presented to LEEE JOHN

Go there, Leroy.

Okay! My waist got better. Loosening up.

Shit! That's a five-hundred pound fricking carpet, man.