Harry Brown Page #2

open the door.

Don't make it more difficult

than it has to be.

- What's all this about?

- Where is he?

You're always f***ing picking on him!

Noel?

Noel! Sergeant Hicock.

Don't make me come up there!

Noel!

What's all the f***ing noise about?

Who's this, your new b*tch?

Noel Winters, I'm arresting you

on suspicion of murder...

I don't know what you're talking about!

Are you reading me my rights?

Think I don't know my f***ing rights?

I know them better than you do,

you muggy c*nt.

...may be given in evidence.

You get your f***ing hands off him!

He ain't done nothing.

Mum, give it a rest, will ya?

Sergeant Hicock, can I please

speak to my mum? She's upset.

Ma'am?

Yeah, go on then.

Call my uncle and tell him to

get my brief down the nick, all right?

Come on then, p*ssy'oles.

Watch my f***ing arm, c*nt.

You leave him alone.

This is harassment, this is.

About time, you nasty piece of sh*t.

Yeah, yeah,

yap, yap, you old slag!

Noel?

You never asked us that one question.

Yeah? What's that, then?

You didn't ask who you were

supposed to have killed.

Tell me about Mr. Attwell.

Who's that?

You know, Mr. Attwell,

the nice old man that you and your mates

murdered in the subway.

I don't know what the f***

you're talking about.

So, Carl...

killing a pensioner,

it must have been hard work for ya.

No comment.

No comment.

It's like a catchphrase, innit?

I know you're scared, Mark,

but I can't help you

if you don't tell me the truth.

I ain't scared.

What truth? I don't know nothing.

Dean?

Dean?!

Earth to Dean!

Hello, mate.

You spend half your life

in that subway

scoring and shooting up,

or whatever it is you do down there.

Come on, mate, tell us what happened.

No comment.

That's what your solicitor's told you to say

and that's your right,

but if there's something

you don't tell us today,

that you later on decide you want

to use in court in your defence...

- Dean, can you hear me?

- Dean!

No comment.

You do know that the jury

will be hearing a list

of all your previous convictions

for violence, aggravated assault,

wounding with intent,

possession of a deadly weapon?

It's how it goes, innit?

These days you need protection on the roads.

But tell me something, though...

when my little brother

got himself cut up,

where the f*** were you lot?

Shining your f***ing shoes?

Where I'm from,

someone comes for you,

you need to be tooled up

or they're going to f***ing merc you.

So is that what happened, Carl?

You were just defending yourself?

Did Mr. Attwell attack you?

Did he? Was he drunk?

Was he violent towards you?

Hey, tell her, firm, tell her

to shut the f*** up, will you?

Tell us what really happened.

No comment.

Do you realise how serious

this is, Noel?

You could be going to prison

for the rest of your life.

Still, you might get to see

a bit more of your old man.

My dad was the f***ing king

around that estate,

and you know it.

Really? What's he now,

the king of a bunk bed?

F*** you.

Everybody knows you used to sh*t yourself

around my old man.

The day you arrested him,

got 6 of your mates

to put him in the van

while you watched,

like the little p*ssy'ole that you are,

Sergeant Hicock.

Think you got rid of my old man

off that estate?

- Yeah.

- Well, you haven't.

He's still out there now doing what

he's always done. Do you know how?

I am my old man.

So is every other c*nt out there

with one of these, you feel me?

I got f***ing rights, you pig c*nts.

If you've got something on me

then f***ing charge me. If you don't...

well, you got to let me go, ain't ya?

Did it feel good

sticking it to the old man?

I don't know

what you're talking about.

I bet it did.

I bet you buzzed off it, didn't ya?

Sticking it to some old codger.

After all, you've had it stuck into you

all your life, haven't you?

What the f*** is he talking about?

I've got a report here

from Social Services, Mark,

that tells me

you've been in and out of foster care

since you were 6 years old.

And you've made some pretty

serious allegations of sexual abuse.

That's all bollocks.

I just made all that sh*t up,

for my own reasons.

No one's ever f***ed with me

like that, you get me?

I'm f***ing sick of this. I've been

stuck in here for f***ing hours now.

You ain't got f*** all on me,

so let me go.

Noel, if you use abusive language

to myself or my colleague,

or threatening behaviour,

I will have you escorted

back to your cell and...

What are they going to do, put me

over the f***ing table and spank me?

You'd like that wouldn't you,

you f***ing f*ggot. And you...

I'll stick it up your f***ing arsehole

and rip your f***ing hair out,

and you'll f***ing love

every f***ing minute of it!

You're the type, I can tell.

Noel, I think you think

you're taking control of this situation.

I'll take control of you,

you f***ing slag.

It seems to me you're losing control,

you're losing it.

Is that what happened

with Mr. Attwell, Noel?

- Did you get angry like you are now?

- Is that your training kicking in?

- Did you lose it?

- Are you a f***ing psychologist now?

Did you stab him, Noel?

I'll stab you with my f***ing cock.

Did you kick him?

Did you piss on him?

Is that what happened?

Hold on,

I have seen this guy before.

F***ing Freddy Krueger, innit?

Our Lord, Jesus Christ.

Who shall change the body

of our low estate,

that it may be likened

to His glorious body.

We give Thee hearty thanks...

I hope you find a little more time

Remember we were partners in crime

It's only 2 years ago

The man with the suit and the pace

You know that he was there...

And again, Sid.

Now he's in love with you

he's in love with you...

Haven't you had enough, Harry?

I don't think I've seen you pissed before.

But you could leave me

standing so tall...

Well, you know,

who's gonna complain?

You are gold...

Sh*t.

You've got the power to know

You're indestructible

Always believe in...

Give me your f***ing money, man.

Are you f***ing deaf?

Give me your f***ing money, man!

Mr. Brown, DI Frampton.

I thought I might drop by for a quick word,

if that's all right?

I'm sorry, is this

an inconvenient time for you?

No. Come in.

You were in the marines?

Yes.

Long time ago.

It's quite a chestful of medals.

Are you in the middle of a game?

No.

Well, actually I'm studying

the Grandmasters.

This was a game between Fischer

and Spassky in Reykjavik, in 1972.

In the 7th match, Fischer opened

with what's called a Pirc defence,

he'd never used it before.

Black concedes the centre of the board

in expectations of a counter play.

Spassky was a rook to knight up when...

Anyway, Fischer won.

You don't have anyone to play with.

No.

Not since Len.

You could always get one of those

chess computer game things.

You didn't come here to talk about chess.

No.

No, I didn't, I...

I'm looking for some background information

on Mr. Attwell.

We recovered the murder weapon

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