Cleanskin Page #3
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- 2012
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Like cigarette ash. (Chuckling)
It's not your real name, huh?
Don't be ashamed of who you are, huh?
Short for Ashraf, yes?
You look how
they've killed Muslims, huh,
- in Bosnia, Chechnya, Kosovo.
- (Bell rings)
And now they've invaded Iraq
for the bloody oil.
Come to one of my meetings.
Here, take... Take, uh...
Take some of these, yeah?
Take five, you give them
to your friends.
You have friends, don't you?
(Laughing)
Your face!
(Kate laughs)
Hey!
Oh, Allah wouldn't be pleased!
Sorry, what did you say?
- What were you guys doing in there?
- Just a little pick-me-up.
Were you doing that sh*t with him?
Ash, don't start. I'm not in the mood.
(Reggae music playing)
Come on, come on.
(Both chuckling)
- (Gasps) Oh!
- Oh!
You all right?
- Let's go.
- Hey, hey, hey.
- Get the f*** off me!
- Easy!
Get off me! God.
(Breaks glass)
Come here.
Ash, I'm sorry.
What the f***'s
the matter with you, huh?
Tying to make me
look like a f***ing idiot?
- No.
- Doing that sh*t with him, huh?
That f***ing prick.
What were you doing
in the f***ing toilets, huh?
- Nothing.
- Sucking his cock?
- I'm sorry.
- Was he feeling...
- F*** off!
- Come on, Ash.
Just as long as you have
a f***ing great time,
you know, f***ing get wasted.
You don't give a sh*t about anything,
do you?
- You don't care about anything.
- Look, I'm sorry.
Listen, look, I'm sorry, OK?
I'm sorry.
I promise I won't do it again.
This is the last time, OK?
You know I love you.
(Nabil) We must rise up against
these Western pigs
who occupy our lands.
Who come at us with smiles
to take what's ours
and turn us against each other.
In this so-called democracy,
if you speak up about
Muslims being slaughtered,
you're an extremist. Huh? Yes?
(All) Yes, yes.
But if you are passive, huh?
Silent, easy to control, huh?
You're a good Muslim. Yes?
Just like a dog, they throw you a bone.
But keep you on a leash, ah?
You know the type of Muslim
I'm talking about.
He's so ashamed of who he is.
He gives himself a Western name.
like his Western master.
Live like him, be him!
You say to him...
My friend, you say to him,
"Let's stop the murder of Muslims."
And he would say,
"You ignorant foreigner,
"you want me to jeopardize
my nice life and my county, huh?"
This is the fool who wears
and says,
"Ah, we won the match." Huh?
And the man next to him,
in the same shirt,
he calls him a Paki, hmm?
A n*gger.
Ask yourself, "Who are you?"
Really?
(House music playing)
All right, matey?
I'll just get a couple of pints, please.
How's Kate?
She was off her head last night.
or snort as much as that in my life.
An animal.
So how come you weren't there?
She not tell you she was out?
I wanted her to suck me off
but she passed out.
(Heart beating)
It's OK, hey, no problem.
It's all right, my friend,
it's no problem, no problem.
Come, come, move, come.
It's all right, it's all right, a racist.
Bastard. Come on.
(Exhales)
You know, it felt good, what I did.
You know, sometimes to earn respect,
we have to do things
we wouldn't normally do.
You know, people like us
have to do that
just to get the basic respect
most people take for granted.
In Afghanistan, hmm,
we had to fight to earn respect
and freedom from the Russians.
You were there?
What was it like?
What happens on the battlefield
is between you and God.
I am here now.
God didn't will it for me
to enter paradise.
But I'm content, you know?
Contentment is a state of mind.
Like Palestine.
You know, law is not for me.
I don't want to be part of any hypocrisy.
(Snorts)
Look.
(Laughter, chatter)
Would you call them
dignified human beings, hmm?
They're just having fun.
My friend, no, we are not like them.
What time is it?
You have a rough night?
My head.
Listen, Kate.
I don't think we should
see each other any more.
Why?
Same sh*t every day.
You don't know when to stop.
I'm 23, for God's sake.
Look, I'll stop when I'm older.
I'm enjoying myself.
Will you just relax, for Christ's sake?
Right, I don't want to see you
any more. OK?
I don't want this any more.
You can go back to sleep if you like.
Oh, what, just like that?
Black and white?
It's so f***ing easy for you, isn't it?
You want to end it with me and...
you end it, just like it's nothing.
You want to leave? Just go.
(Woman) Get over yourself.
Ash!
(Reporter) The terror level
stays at "critical"
and some are calling London
a city under siege.
The government announced today
that it would proceed as planned
with the general election.
We ask whether it would be best
to postpone the election
in the interests of public safety.
The government, however, may feel
that an alteration to the election date
would be seen as a victory for...
(Siren wailing)
Nice place.
Swish.
(Toy squeaking)
Present for my baby daughter.
You have to check for small parts.
Ever wondered why they do it?
Too simplistic to think
they just hate us?
What does that have to do
with this girl?
Look at her.
Have you served for your county?
No.
I fought over there.
To stop this from happening here.
Again.
Didn't stop. They're not going to stop.
And neither will I.
I'm going to find every one of them...
and send them to the death
they pray for.
(Mobile phone ringing)
Hello?
(Charlotte) There's a file for you
at the drop box in 10 minutes.
Come on.
You hesitated before
you gave the safe signal.
Maybe.
I couldn't say.
Did you walk here?
Circuits?
I've been down Holborn,
Chancey Lane, Oxford Street.
- Two hours.
I'm not sure.
Bombings are making us all nervous.
They found the receipt in Paul's house
for two pay-as-you-go phones.
Paul had one. The other was used
two hours ago from that building.
The phone was used
to call Afghanistan.
He's in there on his own.
It's not registered to anyone.
It's an abandoned council property.
We can go in round the back.
We go in and take him.
Shots to the head.
Anything else allows him to detonate,
understood?
Yeah.
(Metallic thud)
(Hushed) Come on.
(Creaking)
(Screaming)
- Get up!
- Ah! No!
Don't! Stop! No!
Where's your jacket, hey?
- I said don't shoot!
- Face the wall!
I said face the f***ing wall!
- Face the f***ing wall!
- I said don't shoot!
Close the door. Go!
Let me just talk to you, man.
I said let me talk to you!
How many people were you gonna kill?
Just give me a second, please.
Get on your f***ing knees!
I don't know what
you're talking about, all right?
- How many?
- I don't know what you're talking about.
Just listen to me and calm down,
and me and you can...
An eye for an eye, yeah?
(Screams)
I'm just like you.
I'm just...
I'm just like you, all right?
You're nothing like me,
you f***ing animal.
Please, don't!
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