[dog barking in the distance]
[distant traffic noises]
[theme music]
[distant siren wailing]
[Marcus] I want to tell you a little story that was once told to me long ago.
"How do you win a beautiful girl's heart?"
a young lovestruck boy once asked the wise man.
"Well, if you love a girl," the wise man said, "and she's beautiful to you,
bring her flowers as a symbol of your appreciation of that beauty."
"But what do you bring a girl who already has every flower in the world?"
the young boy replied.
"What more could you possibly bring her?"
The wise man took a moment and smiled.
"Then you bring her laughter," he said.
"That's the most valuable thing in this world.
You bring her laughter...
and watch her flowers blossom."
[trap music]
Yo, what's good?
Hi.
[kisses teeth] Hi.
[scoffs] What's up with you?
Nothing, I'm cool. What's up?
See, I know you've been feeling a little down recently,
and seeing as you don't wanna talk, which I do get.
Thought to myself, what could I possibly do to cheer you up?
I got us two tickets to go somewhere.
It's nuttin' big, it's just a student comedy night,
-but I mean we could... -I'm busy.
Sorry.
Come on, man. Let's just go, man, it could be fun.
Alright, cool.
Let's go get some food or sumtin' then, innit?
-Maybe a chicken burger. -I said, I'm busy.
[kisses teeth]
This is from the other day, innit?
I knew I shouldn't have said anything, you know?
Come, man, let's just go, man.
Stop acting like you ain't hungry anyways.
Are you deaf?
[kisses teeth]
Just stubborn, man.
But, alright, cool, innit. [kisses teeth]
-[shrieking tone plays] -[train rumbling]
-[bird caws] -[motorbike engine rumbles]
Bye.
[tense music]
Oi, I'm stubborn too, though. Remember?
Come on, Bianca, man.
One hour out of your time ain't gonna kill you.
[phone buzzes]
[phone chimes]
[quietly] I hope it kills you.
You got one hour. That's it.
[car alarm blares]
Hi, guys. Can I get you anything else?
Yeah. Can I get a strawberry milkshake, please?
Sure.
-That'll be right with you. -Alright, safe.
So, look, yeah,
there's some sick online courses that man's been looking at, like.
There's this screen printing one,
but I think the graphic design one's the best one for me you know, like.
I might look into that a bit more.
The only problem I got with that, yeah.
It ain't cheap. It's fucking expensive.
I had to go shop my chain and that, man. Joke ting, bruv.
Fuck it.
If I don't invest in myself then who's gonna do it for me?
It's a mad sacrifice, that one there.
But life goes on. Just can't...
Oh, yeah, I forgot to tell you, yeah?
My art portfolio's coming along well, you know, like,
man's been working on one bit, yeah?
And it's pretty deep, like.
It's just my random thoughts on some things that I've seen, you know?
Bare personal and that, man.
But I've been taking your advice, putting my thoughts on paper and that.
[kisses teeth] I just hope it works out in the end, you know.
Cuh, I think when I'm done,
I'm defo gonna go visit some art colleges and that,
just to go and check and see what they think about man's work and that,
you get me?
Yo? Hello?
Bianca?
Hello?
Bianca.
Bianca!
Bianca! Bianca!
-Bianca! -[tense swell]
Bianca! Bianca!
Bianca!
[rock plays on radio]
What did you say?
How long's the food gonna take?
[kisses teeth] Just relax.
[sighs] It's gonna be ready in a...
[kisses teeth, sighs]
-What? -[kisses teeth]
We're out of tinned tomatoes. Umm...
Do me a favour, please.
Umm, run to the shop and get two cans of tinned tomatoes, please, Jay.
[sighs] That's long!
Just go, man! Or cook this yourself.
How much you paying me?
Hurry up!
It's a Sunday! They close soon.
[pan sizzling]
By the way, if I go, I'm keeping your change.
[rock playing on radio]
What you still doing here?
Nothing. I'm going.
What?
I just wanted to say thank you for looking after me.
You didn't have to.
Hurry up, Jay.
[tense swell]
What does it feel like to kill someone?
What?
You've killed, right? Like murder.
When you killed that boy, what does it feel like?
Yo, are you mad?
Keep your voice down. Trying to get me ar...
[whispered] Trying to get me arrested or suttin'?
Look, just calm down with all of that murdering talk, yeah?
-I ain't no murderer like that. -So what are you then?
Huh?
[scoffs]
Anyways, forget it. Doesn't even matter anymore.
It's already done.
[tense music]
[glasses smashing]
[tense music continues]
Your friend dropped this.
Oi, where is he, man?
-Fuck's sake, man. -He went there, no?
Where, bro? Where?
-Where'd he go? -Had him just there, man.
-Oi, where is he, man? -Fuck's sake, blud.
He went there, no?
Oi, where the fuck is this yute?
-[car alarm blares in the distance] -Oi, you man, oi, you man, come, man.
Where did he go, bruv?
-Look in there, bro! -Feds, feds, feds.
[police sirens wailing]
Ay, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!
[tense music]
[heart beating]
[machine bangs, screeches]
-[Stacks] Oh yeah, that's cold, man. -[woman] Hey, Stacks.
-What's good? -What do you mean, "What's good?"
Where's my money?
I don't know. I'll have it tomorrow, alright?
Did you just say I don't know? You'd better have my money tomorrow!
[laughter]
-Wagwan? -[Stacks laughs]
Oi, look who it is, Usain Bolt.
[laughter]
It was mad, still.
Imagine man's by George Street, chilling with my chick at the bar.
I see these ex-yutes just dust man down.
How many?
There was a bag of them, still, I don't even know.
[laughter]
[Stacks] See, that's what I'm saying, blud,
you're trying to do this lone ranger ting like you forgot where you're from.
Beef ain't part-time, even if you are.
[laughter]
Ah, it's not even that still, man.
It was fucking mad, fam. I had to hide under a car, fam.
[laughter]
Ay, where's the girl?
Bro, man was cutting, bro. Man left her, fam!
-Bare of them chasing man, fam. -You saying you left the gyal, yeah?
I weren't tryin' to look back, bro, come on.
[laughter]
That girl's not gonna date you again, boy.
But that's why you should be rocking with the gang full-time,
-this stuff won't happen, bro. -[gang member] Serious.
Never again, man.
-I was fucking pissed. -[Stacks] I can imagine.
I would be too. I done told you what it is.
You're either rocking with the gang, or you're a victim out here, you get me?
You can't be playing Romeo and Juliet,
curl up in a restaurant with a gyal,
and then getting chased down by a bag of man.
It's a joke ting, fam.
♪ You can't be slipping for women ♪
♪ You know you should Have had that big ting ♪
♪ How you on dates with a bitch And see them man and leave your chicken? ♪
♪ Nah, how you gonna leave your fries? ♪
♪ Like I told you numerous times Roll with the ting or roll with the guys ♪
♪ I don't want to hear no excuses, Put on a bally and get in the ride ♪
♪ Oi, Bricka, I won't lie I don't know how this yute's alive ♪
♪ Hey, Spooks, I swear he's a joker Left his bitch, steak and pie ♪
♪ He ain't really like that Surely one of these yutes can die ♪
♪ We'll send this yute on a glide Step at eight, you'll be done by nine ♪
♪ Cock it and let it sky Cover your face when you go to ride ♪
♪ Yeah, man, it's gonna be calm ♪
♪ Do it like we done it old school On a pushbike ting ♪
♪ We don't know about cars ♪
♪ But I don't really think You're on that ♪
♪ You gotta prove That you got that heart ♪
♪ You gotta prove That you'll turn man off ♪
♪ Rub that out and send him to Mars ♪
♪ You gotta prove That you ain't no neek on the streets ♪
♪ Prove to the guys you're hard ♪
♪ You've gotta prove That you'll bust that corn ♪
-♪ Yeah ♪ -♪ Gotta prove that you're down for war ♪
♪ Gotta prove that you're on this ting ♪
♪ When the feds come through That a man won't talk ♪
♪ You're forgetting All the works man mashed ♪
♪ I've been gang from the age 14 ♪
♪ Never once have I spoke to the feds, That's facts ♪
♪ I got caught with a chick, so what? Why you getting all hyped? ♪
♪ Don't be getting all gassed ♪
♪ Lickle man, calm down. What works, you mash? What nerd, you splash? ♪
♪ You never burst no straps! ♪
♪ You gotta prove that a man won't talk ♪
♪ Let me ask, would you grab that rotty ♪
♪ And go on the pitch And show me your heart? ♪
♪ Gotta prove cuh you say You're on joints, it's a facade ♪
♪ Boy, I see you talk cocky would you Grab that botty and cause an alarm ♪
♪ And, bro, you should be grateful ♪
♪ We're the reason There's P in your pocket ♪
♪ Who else have you really got? We're the only ones that's got him ♪
♪ This ain't a gang, it's a family ♪
♪ That's how we all be rocking ♪
♪ You was flat on your face And we took you shopping ♪
♪ When we could've mocked it ♪
♪ Anything you want, man cop it ♪
♪ So when a ting comes through Just lock it ♪
♪ And I know see all of this profit It's just thugs round here and bosses ♪
♪ No games like noughts and crosses ♪
♪ Man don't take no losses ♪
♪ Man don't talk or gossip ♪
♪ Man just walk and buss it Gang is what we trust in ♪
♪ Gang bring that gold dust in ♪
♪ Package it and hustlin' It's how we have to function ♪
[laughs]
-[laughter] -Bro!
Yo, Stacks.
Can I chat to you for two seconds, my bro?
Wagwan.
Listen, bro, what happened tonight got me thinking, yeah?
Man's vulnerable, you know?
Mmm. I told you.
Bro, I need a favour from you, bro.
What's that, bruv?
I need something small, like a hand ting, bro.
Something I can roll with every day. Please, bro.
Hmm.
You know what, I could probably do that for you still, man.
You can't be vulnerable out here.
You're like family, man. Know what I'm saying?
I promise, bro. I'll pay you back, bro.
Yeah.
[chemicals bubbling]
Gonna sort that out for you.
[ethereal music]
Yeah, bro, love for that.
-You owe me though. -Huh?
You owe me.
[kisses teeth]
No, I'm just playing with you, man. [laughs]
Hey, yo, I'm gonna need a favour one day, no questions asked.
Feel me?
-I've got you, bro. -Yeah?
Keep that close, innit, and when I need you, gonna holler.
-Alright. That's love, that's love. -Alright. Lowit.
-Yo, Stacks. -Yo.
You ever think about what happened to that kid that night?
-What kid? -You know what I'm talking about, man.
No. Why would I?
No worries, bro.
I think about it all the time.
[kisses teeth]
[train rumbles]
[door opens]
[footsteps]
-[Vivian] Marcus? -Yeah, Mum.
Oh, baby.
I'm not feeling too good, you know?
I'm feeling kind of weak.
Can you lend me like £20 or something?
I just need to eat.
I ain't eaten all day.
I've been shopping. There's food in the fridge.
-Do you want me to warm something up? -Nah, nah, nah.
I'm not really feeling that, you know?
I'm feeling like... like some proper food, you know?
Like down the high street.
Is that OK, baby?
You know, I will pay you back on Friday.
I promise, OK?
Please, baby, I'm just feeling so weak.
I need to get some food inside me, you know what I'm saying, like?
I swear I'll pay you back.
This is all I've got.
[engine rumbles]
What's this?
A tenner? Nah, I need more, babe, like.
Like, do you have another ten or suttin'?
It's all I've got.
Fuck's sake, man! Fucking ten pounds!
All that trouble, for ten pounds!
[foreboding music]
[Vivian muttering]
[knocking]
[knocking continues]
-Yo. -You good?
Yeah, I'm easy.
-What's that on your face? -Huh?
That red shit, bro. What's that on your face?
Been painting still. It's just paint.
Listen, Stacks wants you to follow him somewhere.
Pick something up, you get me?
Why? Where you man heading to?
Listen, it's not gonna be long.
We're just gonna go there quick, do this quick move and we're out, man.
Look, I'll come but... man can't be out for too long still.
There's no one in my yard and I've gotta be home for when my brother gets back.
Don't worry about all of that, bro. It's gonna be quick.
Make sure you leave your phone, bro. The cell site thing is hot right now.
Alright. Cool, man.
-Hurry up and get ready, innit. -Say nuttin'.
[dog barking]
[tense music]
[Stacks] Yo, so how's your lickle brother though, fam?
Yeah, man, he's alright, still, man.
You know he's out here running around trying to play the big man though, innit?
Life's crazy still. He's growing up fast.
[Stacks] I hear that.
He's a good yute still. Yeah.
He reminds me of me when I was a yute man still, you get me?
Before I turned evil. [laughs]
Nah, man.
That's my project right there though, man, he's different still like.
He's just naturally smart and stuff you get me?
Complete opposite to me.
Hey, you man,
I think he has a chance of being Prime Minister one day, you know?
[laughter]
What's wrong with this yute?
-Oh, my days! -Are you fucking stupid, blud?
Prime Minister, blud?
You think they're gonna let that shit happen, blud?
Are you crazy? You're dumb, blud.
Let me tell you what this ting's all about, fam.
It's all about money, blud.
You feel me? If it don't make money then it don't make sense.
You feel me, fam? With no money you're invisible.
You're a nobody, fam. You get what I'm saying?
That's why we get that money by all means.
[Marcus] This is what I'm saying, bro.
You're missing the whole point. Me getting a job is not a paycheck.
It's not about me getting no money or nuttin'.
I'm trying to show my little brother something new, man.
-I'm trying to be an example to him. -I'm tired of this yute, bro.
♪ Are you stupid? Are you dumb? ♪
♪ You know how the roads stay where we're from? ♪
♪ Don't tell me ‘bout no job I ain't working out for no crumbs ♪
♪ I never kicked ball I was stuck in the trap ♪
♪ More money than miss But I skipped my SATs ♪
♪ Fuck teaching English Science or Maths ♪
♪ Better teach them young 'uns To grip that wap ♪
♪ Allow gripping them waps Yo, I'm on a grown man flex ♪
♪ This year I don't want no drama ♪
♪ Karma comes round we can all be next ♪
♪ My little brother ain't like that, Don't try that ♪
♪ Shut your mouth, don't get me vexed ♪
♪ Little bro soon lock down the block, fam Put down the books pick up the Pyrex ♪
♪ Live and direct ♪
♪ It's like man don't like bread ♪
♪ You see man lock down ends ♪
♪ You see man cop that Benz ♪
♪ You see man pop them skengz ♪
♪ It's me that got man dead ♪
♪ Bro, you know that it's us That run this ting ♪
♪ Rude boy, you ain't gotta pretend ♪
♪ Last year when I tried To do drills with you man ♪
♪ I got slapped in a blue van ♪
♪ Don't tell me about no road ♪
♪ Cos I stuck to the code And a nigga got through that ♪
♪ You never done no years in jail ♪
♪ Stop bitching ‘bout 24 hours On a blue mat ♪
♪ It never got sticky like Blu Tack ♪
♪ Weren't in jail with chicken and tuna ♪
-♪ True dat ♪ -♪ So I beg you don't do that ♪
♪ No case so you can't include that No way, you can't pursue that ♪
♪ No games stop talking yute, man ♪
♪ It is what it is And I know what I know ♪
♪ I can't let my brother Get lost to the roads ♪
♪ The block's not nice And it's hot like spice ♪
♪ There must be other ways I can make dough ♪
[laughter]
This yute's dumb, blud. You still don't get it, blud.
You know what though, big man, you're gonna learn the hard way.
Oh, fuck that anyway.
Hear what I'm saying.
I'm gonna drop you down the road, yeah?
And you're gonna collect something for me, innit?
Do you feel me?
[kisses teeth] Alright, cool. What is it though?
What do you mean, what is, blud? Don't ask me no questions.
It's a cake, innit?
[laughter]
Blud, hear what I'm saying, yeah? I'm gonna drop you off.
You're gonna wait for the red car and I'm gonna circle back for you.
Don't call me, no phones, no none of that, you hear me?
You wait there, when the red car comes,
you grab what I want you to grab
and then man's gonna circle back for you, innit?
You feel me?
-[kisses teeth] Alright, cool, man. -Say nuttin'.
[engine roars in the distance]
[train rumbling]
[giggles] Say nuttin', yeah?
[dance music plays in the distance]
[car alarm blaring]
[disquieting music]
[police sirens in the distance]
[music intensifies]
-What? -Shorty.
Fuck Shorty.
[gasping]
[daunting music]
Come, come, let's go. Let's go.
[distant dog barking]
Come on, man.
[distant siren wailing]
[car engine roaring, tyres screeching]
[foreboding music]
[woman vocalising]
[choir singing]
♪ I should've seen it coming ♪
♪ Knew it was too good to be true ♪
♪ Now our heart rates together Are pumping ♪
♪ So for that, I'mma tell you keep running ♪
♪ So run, keep run, run, running ♪
♪ Or burn ♪
♪ Cos the fire will keep coming ♪
♪ So run, keep run, run, running ♪
♪ Or burn ♪
♪ Cos the fire will keep coming Coming, coming ♪
♪ Fire keep on burning ♪
♪ Your secrets keep rushing ♪
♪ Your demons keep coming ♪
♪ There's reasons for this stunt, yeah ♪
♪ There's something Hearts pumping, yeah ♪
♪ Got to keep your head in the game ♪
♪ That's a real bad painting That you painted ♪
♪ Now it's you in the frame ♪
♪ You're thinking I will wake from this dream ♪
♪ But you need to keep on running ♪
♪ So run, keep run, run, running ♪
♪ Or burn ♪
♪ Cos the fire will keep coming ♪
♪ So run, keep run, run, running ♪
♪ Or burn ♪
♪ Cos the fire will keep coming Coming, coming ♪
♪ Fire keep on running ♪
[tyres screech]
♪ Spoke through your troubles ♪
♪ I even helped with your struggles ♪
♪ All of that for what? ♪
♪ Helped you out for what? ♪
♪ For what? Yeah ♪
♪ I can't do this ♪
♪ Mind blown ain't even the word ♪
♪ How you do this ♪
♪ I don't know But you'd better keep running ♪
[choir] ♪ Oh, yeah Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah! ♪
[gunshot]
-[car alarm blares] -[dog barking]
Say, man, how this yute got away, fam?
We've gotta catch him on the rebound though.
-How man got away? -[phone ringing]
-[car horn toots] -Yo, what are you saying?
-Where you going? -Nowhere, bro, man.
What you saying, you reckon I could jump in, get a quick lift?
Er... Yeah.
Yeah. Yeah, come.
Alright, bro.
What you saying? Everything good, yeah?
Yeah, yeah, man. Nuttin' too big, bro.
Yo, bro, look, just get me out of here, man.
-Let's go. -Ah, cool, bro.
[phone ringing]
[Snappy] Yo, bro, fam, man.
Man just sighted my man you know, bro.
Bro, caught him lacking on Luther Street.
Lacking.
Bruv, can't even lie though, my man got away, man.
You lot are jokers. How can man let them get away?
Ah, bro...
♪ You're pissing me off! ♪
-♪ I gave Donny's head on a plate! ♪ -♪ It was all cray ♪
-♪ How we gonna get him down? ♪ -♪ We'll get him man, trust ♪
-♪ Now he's on point ♪ -♪ Nah, man ♪
-♪ You man just flopped it ♪ -♪ It's calm fam ♪
-♪ You should've scored that point ♪ -♪ Know we're on joint ♪
♪ Two separate times And now we missed him ♪
♪ Should've gripped him ♪
-♪ He killed my brother ♪ -♪ I know ♪
-♪ Am I some victim? ♪ -♪ Ah, listen... ♪
-♪ You man let him shoot ♪ -♪ It's all loose ♪
-♪ And he never got shot ♪ -♪ Lucky, word ♪
♪ So what did you take? Don't tell me a knife ♪
♪ Just tryin' to take lives ♪
-♪ I gave you the mash ♪ -♪ Brudda ♪
-♪ So what happened? ♪ -♪ Don't even start ♪
-♪ Bro, what happened? ♪ -♪ Bare man capping ♪
-♪ I thought it was patterned ♪ -♪ Bare man acting ♪
-♪ Here's what happened ♪ -♪ Tell me ♪
♪ I went there on madness And when man asked bro for the mash ♪
♪ Man just cooled It weren't no pattern ♪
♪ I took three young boys on the ride And with rambos, it was balanced ♪
♪ Didn't know Marcus would slap it ♪
♪ It's like my man knew we was coming Cuh, everybody's all on chattings ♪
♪ And I won't go sleep till Marcus drops On God, non-stop banging ♪
♪ Yo, Shorty, I ain't acting ♪
-♪ If I had it, I would've slapped it ♪ -♪ I hear you, bro, that's mad ♪
-♪ Crazy, bro, word ♪ -♪ But you know I'm hurt ♪
-♪ Trust me ♪ -♪ My bro was put in the dirt ♪
-♪ Ain't nuttin' but work ♪ -♪ I've been thinking ♪
-♪ What you thinking? ♪ -♪ This is all on me ♪
-♪ What you mean, cuz? ♪ -♪ It's my brother ♪
♪ So it falls on me ♪
-♪ Nah, it falls on the team ♪ -♪ I'm going alone ♪
-♪ Huh? ♪ -♪ I don't need no friends ♪
♪ Bro, that's dead ♪
-♪ Fuck Marcus ♪ -♪ Word ♪
-♪ And fuck his ends ♪ -♪ Let's get them skanks ♪
-♪ I'm getting him down ♪ -♪ Me too ♪
-♪ You know he's dying ♪ -♪ This beef is frying ♪
-♪ My bro was a kid ♪ -♪ Facts ♪
♪ Left my family crying ♪
[distant siren wailing]
I'm sorry, man.
But, fam, who gave you the drop though, man?
He was exactly where you said he'll be, you know.
Exactly where you said he'll be.
Look, man, I got a text from a random number, innit?
Someone telling me about they know some yute called Marcus
the one that killed my brother,
and they know where he's gonna be in a hour,
and you man fucked it up, bro.
Broski, man, I'm sorry though, man.
-Oh, fuck your sorrys, man. -Oh, brother.
I can't lie to you, bro, man, I'm sorry, man.
[foreboding music]
[phone chimes]
Anyway, you man don't even need to do this
running around ting no more, yeah?
I know where to find my man.
[Snappy] Alright, alright, cool. Say no more.
Say no more, my bro.
[phone beeps]
Marcus Christopher Reid.
237 Howsden Street.
[laughs]
[Marcus] You know I've often wondered what causes us to fall?
Do we do it to ourselves in some sort of strange way,
or is it our fate?
You know, like our destiny already written in the stars kind of thing,
or just the fact that we've risen so fast,
ascended to such great heights,
that we were always bound to fall in the end anyway.
It was all just a matter of time.
We just didn't know it.
[theme music]