Cleanskin Page #4

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I can do what I want to you.

I can do anything I want.

You know that?

Please don't!

(Screaming)

Move!

(Screaming continues)

(Screaming, breaking glass)

Let him burn.

(Breathing heavily)

Oh, f***ing hell.

The tracer on the Semtex

was kick-started.

This will take you right to it.

Who was the man I just killed?

You have to go now.

Mujeeb Ajmed. Pakistani parents,

At the precise moment

he was signing on, squatting in the flat.

Not a bomber.

What other options

were you faced with?

Considering the past days' events,

your past...

what you've been through,

what we've all been through.

You were not there.

We have removed all traces of you.

It was a squat in a dealer's hangout.

What's done is done.

How did he get the phone?

Stolen, obviously, from Paul.

Do you have anything

that would link you with this incident?

Just his jacket.

Get rid of it.

This is no time to doubt.

Innocent lives are at stake.

Finish it.

Do you remember lan?

The stoner who used to steal

our milk and top it up with water.

Oh yeah, he used to piss

into a water bottle

cos he couldn't be bothered

to walk to the toilet.

Yeah, I saw three

full bottles in there once.

So what have you been up to

all this time?

Oh, nothing much, just been drifting.

You didn't get into law?

No, it wasn't for me.

I always thought you were

gonna be a high flyer.

Have your own firm.

Not like me. I always knew I'd end up

working in the dullest law practice ever.

Why don't you just quit?

- It's not that easy. I can't just...

- No.

- ...leave my job.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

So are you, um...

Are you married or anything?

No, not married.

Relationships, yeah.

There was this one guy

but that just ended.

No, I loved him.

He just wasn't interested.

Wasted four years of my life.

Lost it a bit, actually.

Still managed to keep my job

at the law firm.

And then I went crazy wanting kids.

Never met anyone.

You?

Nothing serious.

How's your mum?

Is she still tying to get you

to mary a nice Muslim girl?

No. She, um... She died

a couple of years ago.

- I'm sorry.

- It's all right.

You look beautiful.

I hardly ever think about those days.

Uni feels like another life to me.

What you doing?

We, uh, we organize activities

for young Muslims.

Camping in the Brecon Beacons,

rafting, paintball, team bonding.

(Ash) And we combine these

with religious teachings.

Now, as a successful Muslim

businessman, you want your staff...

- Your Muslim staff.

- ...to be of good character, right?

Thank you for coming to visit me

and for making this offer,

but I'll have to pass.

I don't involve myself

in my workers' private lives.

I'm not a religious man,

but faith is a... a personal thing.

What they do in their own time

is their business,

and that's what's great

about this county.

But thank you.

Great about this county?

Man, this is the same county

that has destroyed so many cultures.

All our cultures.

- Thanks for your time.

- No problem, thank you.

(Dog barking)

Oh, Muhammed.

(Laughs) Hey, you look well.

Salam aleikum.

Yeah, how are you?

Good to see you, my friend.

Oi! (Chuckles) Hamed!

Don't shoot me! I'm only...

Hey, good to see you.

How are you?

Good to see you, good to see you.

- Salam aleikum.

- Yussif, yes?

- Yes, yes.

- Which one is this?

This is the one we send to the boys,

but it's the truth.

You're doing excellent work, very good.

- Thanks.

- Now come, we need to talk, huh?

- Yep.

- Shall I come with you, Bruv?

No, just, uh, finish up.

He wasn't interested.

No problem. Ah, there...

There are other business people

we can approach, you know?

It's a matter of, uh, getting their

young workers to join us, huh? Huh?

You know,

this gym was a very good idea.

You're doing very, very well, my friend.

Very, very well.

You want to do more, yes?

What have you got in mind?

A test of your will.

And then we shall see about you.

This is Sergeant Glenn Conlon.

Ex-military with

intelligence associations.

He has served in secret prisons

all over the Middle East,

killing and torturing people we know,

you know, people close to us.

He's not in the services any more,

you know, he's...

bought a farm.

Stables, you know,

he wants the quiet life.

He's retired from killing

and humiliating Muslims.

We don't retire.

We don't forget.

There is a man coming from the

Middle East. An important man.

He lands next week.

You'll go and meet him.

You'll do as he asks.

But he needs your assistance.

This is a foreign country to him.

You'll need another man.

You have someone?

(Ash) Yeah, Yussif.

(Nabil) Good.

You're going to help

our friend with Sergeant Conlon.

Ashraf?

Peaceful streets.

(Siren wailing)

Inglesi.

What?

Englishman.

(Chuckling)

(Amin laughing)

He gets up at 8:
00 a.m.,

goes to the barn,

cleans it for an hour

and then goes to the stables.

Who lives with him?

- Nobody.

- No wife?

No.

When he comes out of his house,

follow him into the barn.

Show him the gun.

We come out, we beat him,

tie him, take him.

You do everything like I tell you to,

you understand?

A knife for you.

No fork.

(Chuckles)

(Horse snorting)

(Horse whinnying)

(Grunting)

(Grunts)

Go and see what is happening.

(Yussif shouting)

- (Bones cracking)

- (Yussif exclaims)

(Yussif screaming)

(Panting)

(Metallic clink)

(Thud, creaking)

I'm going to cut

your head off like a pig's.

- Anyone else here?

- No one.

Put him in the van.

Put your dead friend there, too.

Turn the camera on.

(Camera beeps)

(Sobbing)

(Conlon screams)

(Gurgling, screaming)

- (Machete hacking)

- (Moaning)

- (Machete hacking)

- (Gurgling)

(Man on radio)

Some breaking news for you now.

A Mr. Glenn Conlon

has been reported missing.

Mr. Conlon was a banker and

a former private in the Army Reserves.

His sister, Rebecca Conlon,

and her 8-month-old daughter

were found brutally murdered

at his farm in He Mordshire.

The police have little to go on...

There is anger in you.

(Laughing) Makes no sense.

Why are you helping us?

You're angry with me about

the woman, the baby.

Do you think he cared for the families

of the men he tortured and killed?

You're confused in the head. Majnoon.

Take it.

These pigs kill our people

all over the world

and you feel for them?

What's the matter with you?

Be a man!

The woman saw my face.

The baby.

You're not one of us.

You haven't suffered like we have.

This is your county.

(Laughing)

Well, I am sorry about your friend,

you know.

But he was taken doing God's will.

- A true martyr.

- And that soldier?

I mean, he was just a reserve.

My friend.

Do you think they would publicize

the fact that he was a torturer?

And what about the woman

and the baby, huh?

Collateral damage.

Who invented that phrase? That...

Enough of this!

You know you can't stay

in this county, huh?

Too dangerous. One door closes.

Another opens.

Before our colleague left,

he said you were a capable man.

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