Supacell

...takes the shot, and it's 1-0...

-Shit! Shit! -

Alpha, with me!

Come out, or we'll shoot!

Rover, take the right!

-Move in! -

Come on, each side, each side!

Move! Move!

- - Access denied.

Move in! Go!

- - Access denied.

Don't move!

- -

Target down. Confirmed, target down.

Excuse me, beautiful, can I have a word, please?

I can't. I've got a boyfriend. Sorry.

Oh yeah? I'm not surprised, gorgeous woman like yourself.

-Are you sure we can't be friends? -My boyfriend's my best friend.

-I'm not looking for any more. -Okay.

Your boyfriend's a lucky man.

I'm the lucky one.

Oh.

Well, we seem to be going in the same direction, so fancy a lift?

I promise, no funny business.

Oh, hey.

-Uh, whose car is this? -Yours.

-Stop being silly. -I'm being serious, D. It's your car.

I went in there just to have a look.

And next, they're offering me keys for a test drive.

I was gonna decline at first, but then I thought,

"Look how long we saved for our mortgage."

-Those were some hard times. Yes? -Yeah, I...

So now I think it's time that we treated ourselves a little bit.

Oh, babe. A treat like this is just gonna put us

-back in that same position. -No, it's fine.

Don't worry about this. Have a little seat.

-Have a seat, babe. Get a feel for it. -Oh my gosh.

Look, sit down. Look at you. It suits you. This is your color.

Look at the way the blue is matching your skin.

Babe, this is so nice, but we can get a car another time.

No, it's fine. I'm telling you, I've done the maths.

That's not even including my overtime.

-Didn't you get a "D" in maths? - Wow. I mean...

-Shots fired. -I'm playing.

Babe, I'm just saying that maybe I should do the maths.

Okay, you do the maths.

You do the calculations, figure it out, and then you'll see that we're good.

I'm telling you.

Since we've got this brand-new motor, we might as well give it a test.

-You know what I mean? See what it can do. -Can I drive?

- -Oh sorry. You wanna drive?

-I wanna drive. - After you, milady.

Come drive your new car. Wait, let me get the door for you.

Pretty girls like you shouldn't be opening no doors. Look.

Come drive your car. Look at you. Mm-mmm!

- Oh, this is terrifying. - Yes!

My babes, you know? Boom. Start the engine up. Get a feel for that.

-Yeah. Feeling it, innit? -Oh my gosh.

I know you're feeling it. I'm telling you, this is you.

I can't... Oh!

Ah!

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

You're welcome.

Why'd you do this to your hair? I don't like it.

-Seriously. Start combing it out. - Mum, I... I like it.

I'm tellin' you, it don't look good.

-How you doing, son? - Dad.

-Sick, sick. I'm doing good. Yeah. - AJ.

Go get a refill. I need to talk to your dad.

Go on.

Look, I really... I really appreciate you doing this,

yeah, 'cause I've... I've missed him loads.

What's he doing with his hair as well? He trying to twist it or something?

-This it? Yeah? -Aisha, man, come on.

-AJ. Come here. -Aisha, Aisha. Be calm. Look, plea...

Look, I had to take out a payday loan just to get that, man. I...

I've maxed out my cards. I got bailiffs knocking on my door. I'm trying.

You need to try harder, because £150 every three months is not going to cut it.

I know it's not enough. I know that. But I'm working now.

I get paid on Friday. Soon as it comes in, I'll give you as much as I can.

But please, just bear with me right now, man. Let me see him.

Please, Aisha.

Are we going?

Here you go. Enjoy your meal.

Nah, I am.

I'll see you in a couple of hours. Be good for your dad, yeah?

Yeah.

-All right, Dad? -Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

-Want some of my chips? - No, you go ahead, man.

-All right. - Do your thing.

-I've got something for you. - Mmm?

Yeah. I think you might like this one, I...

I know you was complaining last time I saw you about your phone and that.

Ah, Dad.

It's the latest one.

-Yeah? -Yeah. I got a free upgrade.

- I've got a new iPhone. -Yeah.

-Thank you. Thank you, Dad. -Oh, come on, man.

Make some noise if you're repping West London!

And is South London here or what?

What? Hey!

Turn up! Hey!

Tazer.

You guys never said you was coming.

Why do we have to say? You got opps in there?

There's no one like that in here.

- -So can we party then, man?

What?

What's he doing here?

["Bong Bing" by Laa Lee & Cristale playing]

Ooh! Ooh.

-Calm. All right. -

-Ooh, what's your name? -Veronica.

What you trying to do after this?

-I guess we'll see. -Oh, I like you, you know.

The Sixer boys are outside.

They're saying if you don't go outside, they're gonna come inside.

Open the door.

- You can't go there. -Shut up.

- -Bro, chill.

- - Oi. Oi, Tazer.

- Pussio. - Open the door.

-Ay, Tazer. -These youts are the wettest youts.

Look at the window. I swear that's Tiny. Ain't that Tiny?

Open the door, man.

There's a bagga them.

I ain't on this.

Ay, Taze, there are too many of them, my bro.

I'm just saying we wait here till the rest of the mandem come.

Oi!

Ay, come out.

Ay, Tazer. Fucking nerd.

I'm gonna carve a six in your forehead, you know.

-Come outside, bro. I thought you was bad. -

Them Tower Boys are the wettest youts. Ay, Tazer.

You're nothing like Krazy, you fucking pussy.

Taze, don't let man draw you out.

-Let's just... -

...wait for the rest... Oi, Taze.

-Fuck's sake. - Come.

Fuck, man.

Come, man. These Tower youts don't want no smoke.

- Shook Tower heads. Soft niggas. - Come on, G.

Fuck you.

Fucking...

-Waste of time. -

-Ay, Skreamer, tell him. -Ay, yo, yo.

Ay, look, my man come out the house.

-Ay, what? - Taze, wait, are you sure?

-Taze, let's cut. Tazer, let's cut. -What?

Thinks he's Krazy. Are you mad?

-Ay, let's go, man. -Ay, Tazer, let's cut.

Go on then!