The Veteran
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- 2011
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Save our Estate
- Can you go inside?
- I don't wanna go inside.
Have you seen what time it is?
- I don't care what time it is!
- How long have you been outside?
You're not my dad, so don't tell me
what to do, innit?
- When did I say I was your dad?
- I don't care!
- Think of your family, yeah?
- This is my family, innit?
- This is your family?
- Yes, it is.
- What do you think this is, huh?
- I don't care.
- What?
- What?
- Come home with me.
- Let go off me, man! Come you, men.
- Fahad.
- Yo, Bobby!
- You're alright, man?
- You know me, man, it's all bless.
Family issues, yeah. These youngers...
So how long are you back for?
Oh, uh... I'm out, so...
- Out? For real?
- Yeah.
What happened?
Taliban done blown you up again?
Or you joining them now?
- So, what you gonna do now, man?
- I have no idea.
Have no idea.
I sh*t you not, he stuck the place up,
at f***ing gun point.
They bagged him up for 2 years.
Two pints.
Anyway...
he said he did it 'cause no one
would give him a job.
We die like f***ing flies
out here.
Nobody gives a f***,
we're totally f***ing redundant,
you know, no purpose.
You want that?
No, I'm alright.
I keep having that f***ing dream about Tomo
getting hit in the hip with that 40 cal.
Except, in the dream,
I saved the rest of us.
I mean, the grenade still
done explode when it hits him...
still kills him, no?
How is that even possible?
- Did you get any of that?
- What?
You look... What's the matter,
you alright?
Yeah, no, I'm fine.
- Cheers.
- Thanks.
'cause I've got a plan for us.
F***ing privates don't die.
We'd reorg in hell.
- Cheers.
- Cheers.
What the f***, Miller!
You f***ing frontin' or somethin'?
This is our end, you get me?
- F***ing bare rude, man!
- It's a bit late for you boys, isn't it?
Now, f*** off.
You're a f***ing dead man, Miller!
So, you're the real life.
"Call of Duty"?
my liquer man how to play.
Well, you know...
You should've taught him
if he's gonna play with guns,
he should learn how to use one.
Them youngers, huh?
They all wanna have a rep.
They think it's the strap
that gives 'em that power, that respect.
Ah, don't worry, I got time.
I'm not some liquer, you know.
I ain't strapped.
You know, I could use men like you
in my operation.
School my people in some urban combat,
teach them how to shoot properly.
I don't think you wanna turn your home
into a war zone, do you?
Look around you.
Greeting this place, isn't it?
Let me tell you something:
You already been working for me.
Them Taliban, they done put the drug trade
You're not fighting the drug trade...
You're protecting it.
The army brainwashed you, man,
into believing...
that the invasion was about
f***ing al-Qaeda...
Capturing Mr. Bin Laden, yeah?
Sorry to burst your bubble, soldier.
It's all about
protecting supply lines.
Making sure that the Afghan opium
finds its way to the Russians.
And then they get the KLA
to bring it in.
And the whole thing,
is protected by the CIA.
The government needs my product, see.
It's the only thing generating proper cash
for them banks nowadays, understand?
Liquidity. I mean, all that money,
it's gotta go somewhere.
Through them banks there,
comes out clean.
There is always a war party
waiting to ambush you, Miller.
Come on, you should know that!
Anyway... like your man Bush said:
"Either you're with us"...
"or you're against us".
Think about it.
I'll come check you later, soldier.
- You're alright mate?
- Yeah.
How's it going?
You alright?
- Chris, Robert Miller.
- Hello, sir. Nice to meet you.
- Good to meet you, mate. Have a seat.
- Thank you, sir.
Danny, why don't you go get the man
a drink?
So, uh...
you two brothers then, are you?
- What's that?
- You two brothers?
Aye, but we, uh...
different mommy, same dad.
I hear you're something of a hero.
- Who said that, did Dan?
- No.
- No, I'm a human behavior specialist.
- Are you?
By the way, I understand
as the Army had big plans for you.
Why'd you quit?
- Afghanistan?
- Aye.
Didn't have the zest for it anymore,
if you know what I mean, sir?
We'll negotiate with the Taliban
before the politians realize it.
- Did you find a job yet?
- Nah.
There's not much use for your
skill set in civilian world, is there?
So, Danny, your, uh...
your pal Miller here tells me...
you're so far back in the closet,
you're in f***ing Narnia.
So, is he in or what?
Why don't you sit down
and shut up.
- Cheers, lads.
- Cheers.
Yeah.
These youngers think
Jones is such a bad man...
all 'cause he murdered Errol Cox
for the Estate.
And Errol was a f***ing psycho,
you get me?
Jones is gonna f***
my little brother up, you know.
My family didn't come to this country,
for this sh*t.
F*** it! Maybe I should just murder
Jones myself, man.
Nah, what you need to do...
is... get Ryan off the Estate,
and then, the pair of you...
get as far the f*** away from here
as possible.
Out there?
How do I survive out there, man?
How many Taliban you killed
in Afghanistan, Bobby?
Hundreds.
Alright, give her a go.
Fawaz Abdullah.
He's a UK national of Saudi origin.
He came to school here
and had the time of his life.
Screwed anything that wasn't nailed down
and drank his way into the O.R.
Then he goes home,
and finds God.
Goes off to live with a tribe
in Balochistan, region of Pakistan.
A spiritual pilgrimage
to the birth place of Ramzi Yousef.
He went through the Madrassas
in Pakistan,
al-Qaeda training camps
in Afghanistan in the 90s.
He's completely committed.
He has the backing
of any number of rich Saudis,
who are sympathetic to his cause.
He's highly organized
and very disciplined.
A few years ago he, uh...
disappeared into Peshawar.
Two years ago,
he turns up here in London.
I can trust.
Well, I appreciate the offer.
I'm offering you the chance
to get the job done right, this time.
So, what would I have to do?
- Delta, Bravo, check.
- Delta, okay.
Bravo, okay.
Stand by, stand by.
black Jaguar. Registration R-2-8-2.
- 2-8-2.
- Facing up the hill.
Up the hill.
Targets are on the move.
- He's turning left off the main.
- Roger that.
Stop, stop, stop. On the right,
Roger that.
Changing vehicles
to a black X5...
Last 3:
Victor-Tango-Lima.- Roger that.
On the move to the main,
repeat, on the move to the main.
They're on the move.
Bobby, target is on the move.
Roger that, let them go,
stick with their contact.
What're you doing?
He's not the priority,
we stick with the target.
Negative, trust me on this, Dan.
Do you have the eyeball?
Roger that.
New target's moving.
- He's turning right off the main.
- Roger that.
Stop, stop, stop. He's out of the car,
walking away.
Roger that.
I'm after him on foot.
He's turning left at the junction,
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