Offender Page #3
Well, I find in a moment of anger
follows a thousand nights of sorrow.
Yeah, that's more true
than you know.
- Well, we're all sinners in here.
- Yeah, some more than others.
The best of sinners are
the ones who repent, you know?
And the door of repentance
is always open to you.
This is my brother in Islam, Ali.
This is my brother Mason,
who's just found the path.
What, you're a Muslim, yeah?
Hamdu lillah.
You're here to repent your sins, is it?
- A man's sins are his own business.
- Is that a fact?
Salaam alaikum.
Brother? Peace be upon you.
Mason.
Allahu akbar.
- You f***ing attacked her, didn't you?
- You what?
You f***ing attacked
your probation officer!
F*** you, I only slapped her!
- I'm gonna f***ing take your life!
- I swear!
I heard about her getting roughed up.
The feds already asked me about it.
Why am I gonna attack
my own probation officer?
That was my girl.
Wait. Wait, wait. It was Jake.
It was Jake.
They did the smash-and-grab.
They did the smash-and-grab,
she was gonna tell the feds.
Jake killed some guy.
He's not gonna tell you about that.
He's only in here for car theft.
I didn't have nothing to do with it.
I swear to you.
I wouldn't have nothing
to do with that attack.
Elise, you're gonna have
to say something.
Elise?
- Please...
- Don't! Don't.
Don't.
Elise, please.
Please just look at me.
How can you want me
now I'm like this?
I love you.
Hey. I love you.
I can't have children, Tommy!
- All I want is you.
- That's not true.
- Yeah, it is, Elise.
- It's not.
All I want is you.
You've given me
everything I want. Hey.
You've given me everything I want.
You should've been there, Tommy.
I did it, bro. Had a little ask-about.
So where are they?
They were sent
to Gravesmere Young Offenders.
where they are right now.
- For how long?
- Knowing them, it's gonna be long.
- What's this about, bruv?
- Forget it, man.
I've got to go, man.
'What's going on?'
'Everything we had has gone. '
Please don't go.
There's nothing left.
Elise, wait.
Elise, please...
Elise, please!
F*** it! F*** it!
F*** it!
You were asking who's Jake,
who's Mason, who's Essay.
Well, I've just seen Essay
being carried out in a blood bag.
As I hear it, he'll spend his license
in health care. Was that you?
It was, wasn't it?
What are you after?
Like I said, justice.
So, you'll work your way
through all the gangsters?
Hey, yo, cuz. Come.
Come, man.
Have a seat, cuz.
You want a coffee, fam?
- Yeah, go on.
- Angel, make him a coffee.
Grow, cuz.
All right, Angel, make me
one of them things too.
- You don't drink no bean, cuz.
- Got a guest, fam!
Trying to show my man
some common manners.
See this motherf***er's
a raw motherf***er, you know.
please or thank you to no one.
Man won't even hold door open
Just make the f***ing coffees, man.
Come sit down.
Let's talk with our new co-dee here.
P*ssy.
Want some chocolate sprinkles?
Why you asking if he want sprinkles?
Who the f*** has sprinkles
on their coffee?
just make the f***ing drinks, man.
I f***ing love chocolate sprinkles.
You lot are a bunch
of sweet boys, you know.
So, cuz,
word on my wing is,
you know something about Essay
getting wrapped up, hm?
Don't worry, cuz.
He weren't on my team.
No, you done me a nice
little favour doing that there.
I was gonna have to stab up
that lanky prick
for trying to take my package anyway.
So what happened
between you two, then?
- Think he must have fell.
- Yeah?
Yeah, yeah, hard.
Why's his face gone red for?
I think it's the weed, bruv.
Red boy. You know that's
a white man thing, innit?
You know black man
don't get embarrassed?
Hey, don't worry, cuz.
You got our package back, man.
Give me the spliff.
Here, cuz.
You know our man f***ed up
a couple feds on the out?
Rah, that is f***ing big, innit?
- You're a big man, yeah?
- Yeah.
You're looking at me
a bit funny, big man.
You think you can have me, yeah?
Don't worry, cuz, man.
We're cool, bruv.
You're good, yeah?
Drink your coffee, man.
Spent time making that, you know.
There's more, there's more.
Goes a bit fast, goes a bit slow.
Er... um... yeah, look.
- Jeez!
- Ha-ha! Ha-ha!
All right, though, innit?
There's a little bit of work
I still need to do, I think.
You okay?
- I need your help.
- What?
When Jake f***ed you up
in the gym, you had a weapon.
What's it to you?
Safe to say, you'd like to see Jake
on the end of one of them next time.
So tell me how you made it.
Yeah, I can do that.
Can you help me?
I want to...
I want to write to my girl.
Here's some of this sh*t
I writ the other day...
Man, f*** William and Kate,
Britain is a mess
So many men are living life
in the ends
I Even the press
They can feel the stress
I Feeling like
I Lost sense, what's next?
God, what's left?
Pray for a top ten?
I said tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-took, ten
Time's running out
like it's got legs
Pricks say hip-hop's dead
Which, what, when?
I Try say that to my pen
I'm back with a vengeance
I Hand on my head
when they hand me the sentence I
In the screaming red night
I can hear your call...
'Come on, you lot!'
Come on, girls! Break time's over.
Working up a sweat?
You look a bit red in the face.
"Red boy,"
that's what they're calling you.
Jake says you're gonna
help us out around the place.
Good to have you on board.
Ring the alarm!
Ring it, mate. It won't make
much difference, not in here.
Like the X Factor
except there's nae winners.
I've been ringing it for months.
Can you hear it?
Were you in them riots?
Aye, yous like to call yourselves
opportunists instead of anarchists.
Well, if you get in here,
you're no getting back out. Ha-ha!
Not unless you get sent to adult.
Or you top yourself.
Ten suicides there was last year,
in one day.
Are you criminally insane?
Or just plain insane?
Or do you just look it?
I'm Genghis.
I know what you're thinking.
It's an unusual name
for a white fella, isn't it?
I've been in here two years.
How long have you got?
All the ones that get bullied
get shipped out.
Hey. Hey, knuckle down.
Look at my hands.
I've got eyes in my hands.
See, if I put them on a wall,
I can see through the next cell.
And if I put them at your head...
Calm down. Calm down.
Calm down. Genghis, come, come.
Come, Genghis.
Ring the alarm.
You all right, brother?
Me and the brothers are gonna
pray dhuhr together.
Do you wanna join us?
No, I'm good.
- We all got regrets, you know.
- I don't regret anything.
I regret the things that I done.
The things I didn't do.
The choices I made.
For a long time, I weren't living life
the way that I should've been.
You're sure, yeah? Ali?
Salaam alaikum, brother.
You know, I seen you.
Talking to Jake and whatnot, man.
It ain't worth it.
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