May I Kill U?

Things have boiled over boiling point,

you know what I mean?

It's a joke; I don't know

why we are fiddling with others country' affairs

when we can't even sort out our own.

Well, the police can't deal w ith it,

can they?

What I say is

why don't they riot once a month instead?

I can't even take my dog

for a walk for God's sake!

Things are going bandy, right,

and we need some kind of saviour -

Jesus, or Batman,

or someone like that.

May I kill you, then?

Whateva.

They are scum.

Scum of sound who give their consent

I am not a murderer.

I'm a death facilitator

for sick souls to exit,

from a sick society.

I make London healthier.

Removing only lowlifes with,

a criminal past or present.

Could all be a fake.

You know it isn't.

Some of you have called me a serial killer.

But I operate with clear guidelines

and published warning and public interest.

The five criminals who were terminated

gave their permission.

Been following him on Twitter, as a matter of fact.

Go on...

Well, doesn't mean I am him...

Well don't you find him funny?

I can't help to find the idea of

British bobby with a Smith & Wesson.

Funny.

You came to my doorstep -

you had the fucking gall

to ask my children

if their mummy and daddy were at home!

The word is 'parent'. Do you get me?!

My crew hate the Jamaican boys, right?

Feds got no right to break up a rumble.

It's a fucking private fucking beef.

And that's why we're all gonna gang up,

and stick you!

Yeah!

QUI... ET!

You lot have made your complaint.

Next?

On behalf of animal rights

in this borough

I have to tell you that on Thursday afternoon,

I saw a beautiful Alsatian dog,

in the back of a police car...

Dying of thirst...

And what about animals?

They've feelings too, you know!

Hey, pig -

Eat this!

Brap, Brap!!

Come on!

Control, control.

I have a code zero now, sierra four.

Go ahead, alph a kilo.

Code zero, officer injured.

Do you get full pay on this holiday?

What a useless career.

Must've inherited your father's brains.

Do you even know where he went?

Wherever his slut came from,

God knows.

I gave up my job, pinned my hopes on you.

It was bad enough when you joined the police.

Eight years on, still a plod.

And now...

On a bicycle!

When did you last have a bath?

Oh I've seen all of ya

since you were a baby,

and ain't no woman gonna

activate that equipment

you're trying to hide.

He certainly won't be tryin'

the crossword puzzle anytime soon.

Mind you,

these people had families, yeah?

Mums, dads, lovers and shit.

So then,

tell us about your family, Seth.

Cut them out of my life years ago.

Went my own way.

Respectable bunch.

No fucking skeletons

if that's what you're after.

Only person who's shown me

any understanding is my aunt.

Was.

I wonder what the Police National Computer

says about you, Seth.

I know what it says about me:

dealing Class A,

Video piracy, forgery,

actual bodily harm.

Hardly the master criminal are we?

Why are you showing me all this?

You'll see.

Bro...

Didn't jack no remote?

I'm arresting you on suspicion of theft,

violent disorder,

and assaulting a police officer

in the execution of his duty,

occasioning actual bodily harm.

I ain't goin' down again.

I've studied your form.

You were lucky to serve

only eight years

for murdering that teenager.

I was underage, innit?

Well, this'll be a long stretch.

I told you, bitch,

it ain't gonna happen.

Man, you'd have to kill me.

Would you repeat that please?

One of us be dead

before I do time again.

Allow it man, man what the fuck you doin'?

Oi, I bought that tablet,

and those are my phones!

So let me understand this,

you'd rather die,

than spend another day in prison?

Yeah, but I ain't doin' no time.

May I kill you, then?

Whateva!

So you're the guy.

And you say he'd killed before?

Stabbed a fourteen year old,

to death in front of his mother.

Terrible.

Mind you, mum was a crack whore.

With more old bill like you

there wouldn't be any riots.

Well, um...

Carry on,

I wanna hear this whole inside story.

May I kill you, then?

Whateva.

May I kill you, then?

May I kill you, then?

Good riddance as far as I'm c oncerned.

He can rot in hell!-

Yeah, riot in hell!

Did you see where they

got the plasma from, sir?

Is this evidence, miss?

"If you forget my breakfast again"

when you get in from night duty

I will lock you out. Mother...

I'll take that, little lady.

Run along now.

Who do you think smashed

that plasma on his head?

A queue of people.

Know what Baz?

Wish I had.

What?

To get him back for you.

Come on, Val.

I didn't.

It's as if, well, God did.

Poetic.

He tried to brain you,

but in the end,

his brains got spilled.

Know what I'm saying Baz?

There's a reason for every

little event on this planet.

Or do you think we're here by accident?

You don't fight evil by accident.

Says here...

Rioter been murdered

on his own Bookface page.

First time in history,

anything good has happened on the internet.

Skull crushed,

face caved in,

hundreds of shards in his brain.

Weren't you there that night?

Front line?