Riot on Redchurch Street

We were in a rainstorm when the whole of London kicking off around us.

Danny's got no idea how we got there or why it happened.

It only makes sense to me now.

Hate makes people do stupid things.

But for us three, the only mistake was needing to be loved.

I wish I could change it all, or tell him it's gonna be all right.

But it's too late for that.

Or maybe it's never too late.

Astrid, come on, you're just being childish.

No, of course I'm not with somebody else.

Look, I'll just jump in a cab and I'll--

What you looking at, white boy?

Put some dark meat in ya!

Oi, come here, white boy!

You know you want some.

We need to move through the set like the Ramones.

Like we said. You know, no stopping, no fun and games.

I don't have any money!

Money? I don't want your money, white boy.

I'm gonna put you in intensive care.

What the fuck was that?

Batty boy. I'm gonna fuck you up.

Gonna hurt you real bad, man.

We don't need your type 'round here.

Oi, bullock-brain! Fucking leave him alone.

Step off before I cut you, babylon.

You're gonna cut me, are you?

Listen, there's two ways this could go,.

Either you're gonna fuck off back to Bethnal Green or I'm gonna start swinging.

What's it to be?

I'll be back for you, brother. And you, pretty boy.

Hey, where you going?

You said you were jumping in a cab. That was an hour ago.

Oh, I'm sorry, babe. It took forever.

So, what, your phone hasn't got a clock on it, or you just can't tell the time?

Backstage, now.

Right, look, I gotta go get ready, then.

Good luck.

You should maybe have a word with him, straighten him out.

Did you change your hair?

Do you wanna drop by later?

Drop by?

I thought we weren't gonna do that anymore.

I said to Danny that I'm really sorry about missing the show.

Hello, Ray.

-Hello, mate. -Listen, do you need some pills?

-I thought you went away, Terry. -No, only to Ibiza.

And I've got some decent rocks if you need any.

-Not really my thing anymore, Terry. -Well, I'll tell you what.

Take that, right? That's for the band. A freebie.

So there I am,

in Ko Lan...

waking up on the beach.

And this place, I mean, it's fucking paradise.

There's white sand stretching for as far as you can see.

Crystal blue water, not fucking soul in sight.

And then, suddenly...

out of the sea steps this Thai girl.

She is fucking dazzling.

She's got legs up here, tits out there,

bronze like a fucking statue.

And she's tall for a Thai girl.

I mean like fucking Naomi Campbell tall.

And even more amazing,

as she's walking towards me,

I realize she's stark naked.

Stark fucking naked.

Of course...

I think it's the opium I've been smoking.

I mean, well, you would, wouldn't you?

But no.

No.

She's as close to me as you are now.

And I can smell her.

I could smell the sea in her hair,

so I know I'm not dreaming.

I know she's for real.

And that's what happened to me.

That's how I got a taste for it.

I mean, she was only 15, but she made love to me like no other.

-She was 15? -Yeah. I mean, I protected her,

and I bought her a house and everything.

It's not how it sounds.

There's a lot of sick people in this country, Danny.

But out there with her...

out there with her, it was different.

In her country, with her, I felt...

I felt clean.

Well, each to their own, I guess.

Listen, the--the other day you said you could do me an eighth of coke on credit.

Johnny. Got a minute?

What's up?

Back in a tick.

Listen, mate, let me just give you a , we'll say no more about it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

-Mr. McCain, let me explain. -What's to explain?

My colleagues here tell me you've been peddling bugle in my club.

It wasn't bugle! It was just a few pills.

So you've got some for a fucking monkey, ain't you, eh?

-Don't call me a monkey! -Why not? I'm a racist.

So fucking shoot me.

This ain't nothing personal, but I don't like brown faces.

If I don't make an example out of you, then people are gonna think I'm weak.

What are you doing, Clifford?

What? I can't take him outside?

For fuck's sake, Cliff, I'm dealing with this.

You can see I'm fucking dealing with this, right?

What's the matter with you? Go wait outside.

For fuck's sake.

Listen, I'm sorry about that.

So what's it gonna be? Fingers or nose?

Fingers or nose? What the fuck's that?

Found anything good?

No, nothing.

What are you doing in here, anyway?

-John's a good friend of mine. -A friend?

Christ, you're supposed to be on stage in ten minutes.

Look at the fucking state of you.

Raymond.

It looks like you're sweating, John.

Have another shot, Danny.

Please, sit down. Enjoy my nice, comfy chair, why don't you?

Here, get that down you.

Go on, have another.

John.

No, look, I've really got to be going now.

Go on, please. One more for the road.

I insist.

That's enough, John.

Go on, Danny.

-Cheers, yeah? -No worries.

Found this by the fire door earlier.

Presume it's yours.

He's a nice kid, that young Danny.

Wouldn't want you corrupting him, though, Raymond.

It's funny, I was about to tell you exactly the same thing.

You should probably fuck off now...

while I'm still in a good mood.

Calm down.

-Listen, let's go back there now and finish it. -No!

No, no. Look, I just need some time to think.

-I just need some time to think. -You don't need time to think.

You've just broke your fucking nose.

Ladies and gentlemen, cheer!

Boys...

and toys.

Please welcome onto the stage,

the hot, the sexy,

the steaming...

Forms!

Are you going back to HQ, Ray?

No, I think I'm gonna knock it on the head for tonight.

-Yep. -Okay.

And I don't want you all out too late either.

You're in the studio from 3:00. Don't forget.

Ray... do you have any idea why Astrid left so early?

She's probably got work in the morning.

Oi! Danny, you coming or what?

Nah, I'm gonna take a walk back, catch some fresh air, you know?

All right, see you later.

Right, yeah. See you in a bit.

Fancy a drink on the way home?

No, I said I'd meet the guys.

Yeah, I know. I just thought you might wanna talk or maybe...

Just go and do your thing and I'll see you tomorrow.

-Night. -All right.

Saw the Brian Epstein's about that one. I'd watch him if I was you.

I enjoyed the gig tonight. Good show.

-Thanks, man. -This is for you.

Thanks a lot.

Enjoy your evening.

I shall.

- Catch you soon, yeah? - Mmm.

Let's get fucked up first.

- Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. - Fuck! Me! Oh, fuck.