Part One: London
You walk down the street in this city and youâve got
Turkish gangsters running your corner shops. Paki
dickless wonders doing your dental work. Coons
running your local councils and white men driving
taxis. You get your moral compass from pop stars.
You get your theology from goalkeepers.
Wenn man in dieser Stadt auf die StraĂe geht, gehört
jeder Kramladen einem tĂŒrkischen Gangster. Die
ZĂ€hne behandelt einem irgendein Paki-Eunuch. Die
Nigger sitzen im Stadtrat, und die WeiĂen fahren
Taxi. Moralische Orientierung kriegt ihr von
Popstars. Und von TorhĂŒtern Theologie.
Sa kÀid mööda linna ringi ja nÀed, et nurgapealset
poodi peavad tĂŒrgi gĂ€ngsterid. Pakistani ilma tĂŒrata
imeloomad parandavad teil siin hambaid. Mustad
töötavad kohalikes omavalitsuses ja valged mehed
sÔidavad taksot. Oma moraalse orientiiri saate
popstaaridelt. Oma teoloogia vÀravavahtidelt.
One
Detective Inspector Charlie Lee, Detective Sergeant Ignatius Stone and Tommy White. An interview room in the Uxbridge Road branch of Hammersmith and Fulham Police Station.
Some time.
Charlie What have you done to your hand, Tommy?
Tommy I donât want to talk about it.
Charlie No?
Tommy If you donât mind.
Charlie I donât blame you.
Tommy Thank you.
The men look at Tommy. Some time.
Ignatius What do you want to talk about, Tommy?
Tommy I donât know what Iâm doing here.
Ignatius Is that what you want to talk about?
Tommy Iâd like to know what Iâm doing here, please.
Charlie Weâve got all day for that. Why donât you tell us about your hand first, Tommy?
Tommy No, thank you.
Ignatius Did you bandage it yourself?
Charlie âCause I donât think youâve done a very good job on it, have you, Tommy?
Ignatius Not easy bandaging your own hand. You have to use your teeth very skilfully Tommy, donât you?
Tommy looks at them. He says nothing.
Charlie Is that a âno commentâ? Should I take that as a refusal to comment?
Well?
Ignatius Do you like football, Tommy?
Would you like to chat about football, Tommy? Maybe?
What about music? Do you want to talk about music?
Charlie Tommy, I promise you we are getting to the business of what in the name of jiminy youâre doing here, but first do you want to have a little bit of a chatter about music? Just to warm you up?
I like music, me.
Ignatius Me too. I love it.
Charlie Sometimes we have a little song together we like music so much.
Tommy Is he your boss? Are you his boss? Not much of a boss, is he? More like a clown than a boss.
Ignatius What music do you like, Tommy?
Tommy, what music do you like?
Tommy, what music do you like?
Tommy I quite like The Beatles.
Ignatius and Charlie share their enjoyment of his response with one another.
Ignatius The Beatles?
Charlie Do you?
Tommy Yeah.
Charlie Arenât you a bit young for The Beatles, Tommy?
Tommy That doesnât matter.
Ignatius I would say you are. I would say youâre far too young to like The Beatles. I would say your mumâs too young to like The Beatles, Tommy. Crikey.
Tommy It doesnât matter.
Ignatius No?
Charlie I hate the flipping Beatles.
Tommy They wrote good songs.
Ignatius Do you think?
Charlie I think they wrote poor songs.
Ignatius Whatâs your favourite Beatles song, Tommy?
Tommy âI Wanna Hold Your Handâ.
Charlie Is it?
Ignatius Ha.
Charlie Thatâs really poor, that song. I flipping hate it. It gets right on my nerves.
The Beatles!
A pause. Charlie and Ignatius share a moment. Smile. Then look back to Tommy.
Charlie So. Tommy. At 6.55 this morning you, Thomas Jason White, were arrested in your home at Flat 5c of Durban House on the White City Housing Estate in London, W12. Is that right?
Tommy nods.
Ignatius For the tape, the subject nods.
Charlie The arresting officers were Sergeant Benson and Sergeant Miller from Hammersmith and Fulham. You were taken here to the Shepherdâs Bush Police Station on Uxbridge Road. Is that right?
Tommy nods.
Ignatius For the tape, the subject nods.
Charlie The Custody Sergeant, Sergeant Rashid recorded your arrival at 7.23 this morning.
Tommy Heâs fucking lovely.
A beat. The men look at him.
Ignatius Sorry, Tommy?
Tommy Sergeant Rashid. Normally desk sergeants are grumpy bastards, he was dead nice.
Charlie Good.
Ignatius Thatâs good to hear. Thatâs warming actually, Tommy, that level of respect. Itâs buoying. I will be sure to pass on your compliments, Tommy. Thank you for that.
Charlie And it was he who took your fingerprints?
Tommy Yes.
Charlie He took your photograph?
Tommy nods.
Ignatius For the tape, the subject nods.
Charlie And did he take a swab test from inside your mouth?
Tommy nods.
Ignatius For the tape, the subject nods.
Charlie Were you given the opportunity to make any phone calls?
Tommy I called my mum.
Charlie Good thing to...