City of Tiny Lights Page #4

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Riding the overground,

dreaming away.

They seem to stare at me,

at first start looking away.

Voice deep in my head.

Simmer down.

Simmer down.

For as long as I can remember,

she was all that mattered.

But the last time we kissed,

our world fell apart.

Would it be any

easier this time?

I wanted to stick around

and find out, but

I had a girl to find

and a murder to solve.

Death weighs heavier

than heartbreak.

Simmer down.

Simmer down.

Mate, you didn't see a Moroccan

kid comin' in here about 14-15?

- No.

- Get him back.

Kick him, fam.

I'll take that.

Waste, man!

We f***ed him up, all right.

All right!

What do you say?

Me sayin'?

I'll have one of these

and a coke?

I'll have the same, thanks.

What?

Do you think you're

Batman or something?

We're out on the street, fam.

Chasin' out the smack dealers, bruv.

What's wrong with that?

Where's next? Syria?

Hey, listen.

Sit down.

Fam, you know what they told me?

Empires rise and fall.

And this one's gonna fall.

Thank you.

Which empire is it, exactly?

The West, blud. Babylon.

Historical diuretic.

You takin' a piss?

So, what's the deal?

Man, found out some

gooky sh*t, you know.

Apparently, the mullah knew

that Rana was involved in drugs.

I even heard them man talkin'

about security video.

I'll see if I can

find out more, innit.

- Gonna go now, fam.

- All right.

Av, don't get nicked.

Shut up.

I saw the youth league before.

They kind of scare people?

Patrols, vigilantes, all that?

Well, let me tell you.

Last 9 months, drugs

take down the whole area.

Youth league is not the problem.

Drugs is a problem.

They drive out the dealers,

it's okay with me.

Thank you.

What's your interest in

the Islamic Youth League?

Same as everyone else.

I'm in it for the biryani.

They're just kids aren't they?

Kids who are tied to all kinds of

terrorist activities here and overseas.

Usman Rana was bankrolled

by the illegal drugs trade.

He was a dangerous man.

Is that why you killed him?

I wanna show you somethin'.

Here's Rana in action.

Britain is not your home.

Join us. The Prophet is our

leader. Jihad is our way.

- Takbir! Takbir!

- Allahu Akbar!

These are terrorists, Mr. Akhtar.

You know, a wise man

once told me...

"They only call it terrorism...

when they don't know who did it.

Or when they did it themselves."

Are you sure you didn't take

anything from that hotel room?

Okay.

We'll play this your way.

Bring him.

Got another stiff.

Time of death, unknown

I'm at Raven Rec

Here's the Russian

you've been looking for.

Is this what happens

when you get in the way?

You're done, Mr. Akhtar.

Is that clear?

Done.

We're finished here.

Melody, it's Tommy.

Give me a call when you get this.

Melody, come on,

pick up. It's Tommy.

Hello?

- Whoa!

- It's you!

- It's me!

- Why didn't you say something?

I said hello!

I've been trying to call you.

- What?

- F***. They're following me.

Natasha.

I saw her on the news.

- Who? Who's following you?

- I don't know.

Help me. F***!

Why should I, if you're not

straight with me.

What?

I know there was someone else

at the club that night.

Who was it?

Who was it? A name.

I need your punter's name.

He's not a punter.

He's my boyfriend.

It's...

Hafiz.

Lovely.

I'm so sorry I lied to you.

But he just...

He said to keep

him out of it.

Look, it's all right.

Let's just go.

It's fine.

Come on, come on!

Okay! I'm coming!

I can't, Tommy!

Come on!

Come on, let's go!

Did you see him? Is he gone?

Dad! Uh... Melody.

Melody, Farzad.

Why aren't you

wearing your shoes?

Why aren't you wearing your

trousers, Mr. Akhtar?

Quite so, my dear.

Thank you so much for

letting me stay, Mr. Akhtar.

I'm not putting you out, am I?

Not in the least. But I

insist you call me Farzad.

It's not a genuine sweep, since

he changes his grip on the bat.

In fact it's more a

genuine left hand shot.

- D'you see? D'you see?

- Yeah.

There's nothing outside.

I think we're good.

I'm gonna go to bed then.

Sleep tight.

And may you have the

sweetest dreams.

- 'Night.

- 'Night.

Still you come

to me with a problem.

That's fine. That's

how it should be.

All right. It's uh...

It won't be for long. It's

just a couple of days, okay?

I confess I'm surprised that

the first woman you bring

to my house is an

African prostitute.

Shh... Dad!

Calm down.

They're trying to kill her?

Yeah, it looks like it.

Who?

Hmm.

Fundamentalists.

Governmental or otherwise.

F*** knows.

Maybe, maybe...

someone bowled you a googly.

What are you talking about?

Well, a googly is a leg break

and it spins the other way.

But the real success of a googly...

Is that it gets into

the batsman's head.

So... What's in your head,

Tommy boy?

That's a lot of cheddar.

That's half of f***ing East Acton.

How's he get them so cheap?

I'm Emma.

Shelley's daughter.

We've met at the cemetery.

Have a seat.

I wanted do ask you

about my dad.

Um... Does you mum

know you're here?

She won't talk about him.

She never talks about him.

She says it's better that way.

I think it's better

if you talked to your mum.

Please.

You go to his grave.

You must have been tight.

- I'm sorry, I just think...

- I'm seventeen.

Please.

All right, it was a big gang of us.

- He is one of us.

- And uh,

Supposed to be no

discrimination, innit?

Stuart was always the top man.

Everybody loved Stuart.

He was loyal.

That if you had grief,

he had your back.

You Paki c*nt!

F*** you up!

Hold on!

Nice one, Stuart!

Sorry.

Hello?

It's me, Tommy boy.

Are you coming home?

I'm really sorry,

I've got to go.

No, it's fine.

- Good on you, mate. Well done.

- Well done, Stuart.

Nice, Stuart.

You f***ing bastard.

He knows.

Hello mate. Yeah.

Double Turk, no ice.

Hi.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Do you wanna stay here,

I'll be back in a minute?

Yeah?

- What's this?

- Oh, I told you, Tommy boy.

They won't be satisfied

until we're all gone.

We're not selling the house.

Forcing us out.

If you get any more letters

like this, just tell me.

What is going on here?

They're photos of your mum.

- And you see that? Can you see? Uganda.

- Oh, yeah.

That was the day we left.

We had to hide all the

jewelry because uh...

They would have taken everything.

Um, I've got to go out today.

Can you stay inside for me, yeah?

- Yeah. Yeah, we'll be fine.

- All right.

We get on all right.

Don't we Farzad?

Ah, famously, my dear.

Famously.

Happy families.

When I look at these pictures,

it just breaks my heart.

Yeah?

What? No. No, I haven't.

Well, what happened?

I'm standing outside

Kensal Rise Station

following a number of

arrests across London,

for which the mullah is

the most high-profiled.

Tension is building here as

Al-Dabaran supporters are

demanding his immediate release.

All right, I'm on my way.

The security service

states the arrests

are a result of a 6-month-long

anti-terror investigation.

Hey, Lovely!

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