Omnibus 2 E20

MUSIC: "Modern Drift" by Efterklang

# I can't keep my head inside

# When the morning drift is all I have

# You can pull my head aside... #

-Who's been calling you?

-What d'you want from me? I saved you from a bus wreck - I don't owe you.

If someone's been calling you about us, I would like to know.

We've gotta get out of here.

-We can't afford to...

-Hey, guys.

You cool, Donnie?

FAITH SIGHS HAPPILY

-Faith, go have a shower.

-You go have a shower...

-I don't need it.

-What you saying?

-Swear down. You stink.

-You want me all clean and sweet-smelling, babe?

-Whatever.

-I get you.

MUSIC: "Too Cold" by Roots Manuva

# I'm too cold, I'm too cold I'm too cold

# I'm too old, I'm too old I'm too old

# And it shows, and it shows and it shows

# And you know, and you know and you know... #

FAITH SCREAMS

I don't think you lot know how blitz that water is.

Just have a cold shower - jump in and out...

-Easy for you to say - YOU go jump in and out.

-You've got running water.

I can feel the filth all over me. Living in a squat isn't as glamorous as it looks on TV.

Plus, babe...

you know I wanna smell piff for you...

# I'm too cold, I'm too cold I'm too cold

# I'm too old, I'm too old I'm too old

# And it shows, and it shows, and it shows... #

Hi, Grandma.

I miss you bad, you know.

What do you want?

For real, can I have a shower?

Hey!

Eh? Oloshi!

Stupid cow.

MUSIC CONTINUES

Yo, babe. What you sayin'?

-Do you think they're all right?

-Who?

The guys on the bus.

They were fine.

-You OK?

-Yeah.

-Sure?

-Mm-hm.

Leg not hurting?

Nope.

I was on that same bus, Donnie. I know what happened.

-It's just a graze.

-A graze?

So this doesn't hurt?

-No.

-This?

-No.

-Yeah?

-Nothing? No need to see a doctor or anything?

-Nope.

No.

Good.

Good.

One more.

OK, what do you want?

-You've got a shower in here, yeah?

-FAT BOY:

-Yeah, course.

Cos I ain't got time, y'know...

Don't be like that, sweetness. I'm just trying to make it all romantic.

You know I'm not a romance girl.

Yeah, but you will be.

You know, the, er, last time we did this, Grace kinda...

-compromised my whole delivery of the full Fats experience.

-Mm?

All right. Cool. Well, we'd better get this on

before Heather clocks I was chattin' breeze about there being free cheese on the market.

MUSIC PLAYS: "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye

OK, Cameron. it's pretty bad.

You've got a severe irregular laceration

and there is a slight bacterial infection.

It's not a new injury, though, is it?

Can you fix it?

I'll give you these antibiotics. And it's absolutely vital you take them.

All right.

Let me go and get you some new dressing.

-I told you.

-Did you see the way she was looking at us?

-FAT BOY:

-Yeah, baby!

What you doing?

What people do after.

Hug, and talk about stuff.

-What stuff?

-You know -

how you want to run the best market stall, start an empire.

-You know this.

-How I want to be a hairdresser.

What? Hairdresser? For real?

What's wrong with that?

Nothing, you know.

You'll just be cutting ears off left, right and centre.

HE CHUCKLES

Nah, nah. I mean, you'd be cool, you know, you'd learn.

-I need a shower.

-Yeah, well, there ain't one.

-You said...

-I say a lot of things. You could use the sink, though.

-Ain't you staying at Dot's, though?

-Yeah, but...

it's really not the one.

'Ight. Cool.

All right. So... I'm going to let you do your thing.

All of this so you could use me for a shower?

That's a dirty exchange.

R&B MUSIC PLAYS

A boy and a girl.

About 17?

I'm certain.

OK.

Did you steal?

You know what? I don't want to know.

-Her name's Riley.

-Who?

My little sister. On the phone.

She's in care, too.

What's she like?

Care kid.

I want to live with her. Proper custody.

Olivia Bryan.

What?

It's my real name.

-Oh, Donnie!

-I don't get it.

-How'd you like me now?

All showered for you, babe.

So when we linkin'?

I'll check my diary.

Wait. Hold up about "check your diary". Listen!

Obviously, you didn't catch a good enough whiff. Cos swear down, I've had man just collapsing when...

-Oh. Hello, children.

-You three live here?

What you doing in our yard? I think you should kick before I go mad.

JANINE: Breaking and entering, leaving the scene of an accident,

multiple thefts...

Go easy with her, yeah?

Oh, my days! Are you feeling brave?

You're moving too reckless! You're violating my rights. What kinda wasteman?!

You'll never take me alive, Trident!

For a wasteman...

he's actually kinda piff.

MUSIC: "Farewell To The Fairground" by White Lies

# The light still in our eyes

# We're leaving this old fairground behind

# It's a dream that's growing cold... #

You all right, son?

# The act for ever haunts these skies

# I know we cannot stay

# Farewell to the fairground

# These rides aren't working any more

# Goodbye to this dead town

# Until the ice begins to thaw... #

Been waitin' on me long time?

-Er...this dive ain't my yard, ya know.

-Actually, Faith, this is your yard.

You're some Larry, innit?

-How ya know my name?

-It's my job to.

I'm your key worker Richard. And this...

This is your new accommodation.

I think you'll be right at home here, don't you?

We're one of several hostels run by the Youth East charity and set up by the council.

I'm your primary contact but there'll be other care workers doing shifts, too.

Someone will be here 24/7.

Ava...

Donnie.

No surprises here, I'm sure.

And Faith, now you've been placed in emergency care,

you'll find things are more structured than you're used to.

Follow me.

These will be accepted at most shops in the area.

-Where's the loot?

-These are for food and clothing. They'll help you learn to handle your money.

But I gotta get ma smokes!

Exactly.

I'll manage.

Chores.

Cooking, cleaning.

Everyone does what they are told.

Faith, I want you back in school.

We'll talk about higher education for you, Ava,

-because your results are more than good enough.

-Go, Ava.

And Donnie...

Well, we'll see what we can do.

You've got an hour.

Not done, phones will be taken and locked away.

-I'd start by clearing the debris.

-I ain't cleanin' no-one's debris.

-Then I'll talk to the police.

-About what? Squatting? Ain't no-one going to juvey for that.

-Have these two not filled you in?

They were in a bus accident on their way to temporary accommodation.

They left two seriously injured people behind.

Then there was the theft. Wilful damage. Assault.

And that's on you too, Faith.

If it wasn't for Youth East, you two would've gone straight to juvey, and you'd be very close.

But I have vouched for you guys.

Step out of line again, it's over to the police and there's nothing I can do for you.

They can't actually make you clean the toilet.

Regulations.

Check out Romeo!

Kept this linkage on the down-low, innit?

Ah, man!

-We've all got to use it.

-Er, I took a fudge at the station.

Have a seat. Let's look at employment options.

Ah, work brings out my sickle cell. These free?

Education, then.

You don't have any qualifications.

Your Nigerian school report is...

colourful, to say the least...

..and your family can't cope with you.

A'ight. Hit me, chief.

Donnie in?

He's on visitors ban. Can I help?

Why? Who you? The caretaker?

If you want to come back another time...

You lechin' on me? Jog on, you paedo!

Ha!

-Paedo!

-Get back to work.

Unmotivated.

Aggressive. Difficult.

Countless petty offences. This isn't good, Donnie.

But you know what? I don't look at files.

I look at people.

And I'm happy to start again if you are.

Maybe I haven't been clear.

I'm your last chance.

Don't mess it up.

How many of these places have you been in? Are they all like this?

This is a good one.

Yeah?

C'mon, man. We needs some bashment.

That wombat upstairs can't tell us what to do.

-He don't make the laws.

-Didn't you hear what he said?

We don't do what we're told, we pay for everything we've done.

It all gets written down,

and once your file gets too heavy, you get sent to juvie.

Better than here.

-Try it.

-I ain't scared.

Welcome to care.

Look, I don't doubt that you've had bad influences,

but that doesn't excuse what you did - walking away from that crash,

squatting, stealing.

Fell in with a bad crowd, didn't you? Hmm?

You of all people should know better, Ava.

I've looked at your exam results and they're good.

Considering what you've been through, your background,

they're amazing, actually.

Look, I've been doing this for a while,

and I've never met anyone with as much potential as you.

Don't waste it.

Not going to read them?

What's the point?

< Mmm!

Tell it straight, yeah, your other bunks weren't this ghetto.

Least you don't have to barricade your door at night.

Thanks. For real?

We're all in this it together now, ain't we?

Proper crackhouse crew.

Shame Nazi-boi told your shorty to step off.

-What?

-The girl on your phone.

Came by before. Don't think she's comin' back.

What did you say to her? You should have told me she'd come here!

I'm not your social networker. Your little friend can come back.

Friend? Did you read that?

Don't push me, Donnie.

Or what?

You can't tell me what to do.

Take your hands off me, Donnie.

I don't want to have to call the police.

The thing is, mate,

I CAN tell you what to do. That's my job.

That's my sister.

If you did your homework you'd know that.

You go out there now, that's it.

And you won't have a hope of visitors in Young Offenders.

Family or not, Donnie, we do this my way...

or you lose everything.

Catch.

Oy, Paygun, what you giving me literature for?

These are life books.

It's a chronological record of your life and what's important to you

-from start to finish.

-Start to finish?

Something you're not tellin' us?

I know that sometimes in care you can get shunted around a bit.

So this book will give you the direction, continuity,

and that sense of belonging that Youth East

-works really hard to foster.

-Heard from Riley?

No, not yet, Donnie. One truth about you,

that's all I'm after.

DOORBELL RINGS

Hello?

Are you the man I speak to about community complaints?

I'm the manager, yes.

The manager? You're a child yourself.

This is a family neighbourhood. It is unacceptable,

-and I'm going to let the local council know about it.

-Mrs Masood...

And once the rest of the community find out that this is going on,

that there are criminals living in number three...

-They're not criminals.

-Not yet.

-They're decent kids

who've had a tough life and deserve a second chance.

MUFFLED SPEECH

Who is that woman?

Needs a chill pill.

You ain't actually doing that, though?

It's not that long.

It ain't about the length, boy, it's the principle.

Gandhi didn't fill in no life book.

I think the first page is meant to be the "about me" section.

Oi, soldier! Move to me.

Riley might come by.

You ain't in the Big Brother house, she's got your digits. Come, man.

Faith.

Get it into your head, fam, we're in teeth times!

This is bigger than us - it's our territory, it's our yard!

He waltzes in all Gaddafi

on our young, gifted and slack behinds with his "life books".

You stay in and do it - he's won.

-Ain't no goin' back.

-Ava?

MUFFLED SPEECH

-I just want to get it out of the way.

-Waste, man!

Exit via the gift shop!

Come on, Olivia.

Have fun.

MRS MASOOD CONTINUES

You can complain all you like, Mrs Masood,

but we're sanctioned by the council and not going anywhere.

Where are the others?

DOOR SLAMS

Step one.

-Booze.

-Money!

Money is for the weak and useless, man.

Oh, Ring-ding-a-ling, if it ain't my sure thing.

Where you been all my life, sweetness?

Ai'ght. Bit busy now, yeah, Fats?

Oh, yeah, I can see you got your hands full. Name?

Don't be up in his grill. No strings!

OK. All right. Well, you can be my nameless bredren, yeah?

It's cool, because Fats takes it on the chin

when some other G picks up the line he dropped.

Nuff said. You get me?

MUSIC PLAYS

You can talk to me.

I'm not the big bad wolf, you know.

I know.

How you getting on with your life book?

Donnie ran off with it.

What a surprise!

Want another one?

It's OK, I'll get it back off him.

They don't get it.

Faith's ship is sinking and Donnie's on board.

-But you're smart, you know that.

-Donnie's smart too!

He's smarter than you think.

I'll get you your books back.

Why you worrying about those for?

-We got booze to find.

-Not worried.

You know what I like to do when I'm all stressed?

All right, Ava?

What? You said you weren't interested in him.

Wait, Ava!

Oh, forget her, man.

Looking for someone?

-Donnie.

-You're Riley?

-Your brother's a loser.

-I know.

-I should get back.

-Hang on.

It's cold.

Bit warmer in here.

I like your necklace.

I like launderettes.

When Dad was off his face,

Donnie'd bring me to the one round the corner.

We'd listen to the radio with our head in the dryer

and pretend we were at gigs.

-What happened to your arm?

-Nothing.

Ain't got nothing to do with you, anyway.

What about if I tell you something about me?

-Here it comes.

-What?

"I really like your brother, Riley."

If I had the chance I'd give him another bloody nose.

You gave him a bloody nose?

Long story.

The girls where I live said I could hang out with them

if I didn't look like a man.

So they took off all the hair on my arms.

Didn't care if they cut me.

I hate it there.

-Can you move?

-Yeah.

Really?

There's a family in Cornwall.

Near the beach.

Sounds OK.

But Donnie's going to take care of me.

-But that sounds...

-He's my brother.

You can't tell him about this.

OK.

Cornwall OR the bullying.

OK.

Better get off.

Give me them.

Look, life book or no life book,

Ava is Ava, our yard is our yard,

you is on the street with a certified ten buff t'ing.

Don't waste the breath.

# You're going through hell

# If you're going through hell then keep going... #

KNOCK AT DOOR

Well, if it isn't the big bad wolf.

I'll huff and I'll puff.

Look, I'm really sorry about what I said before.

So unprofessional!

Forget about it.

May I?

Do you think you're ready to write about before you were 14?

About Olivia?

No.

THUMP

Whoo!

# If you can't join them Beat them... #

Surprise!

I don't suppose you done your life books, then.

One life book.

When I ask you to do something here, I expect it to be done.

Remember those charges? They haven't gone away yet.

Downstairs, now.

MUSIC: "All My Friends" by Franz Ferdinand

# That's how it starts

# We go back to your house

# You check the charts

# And start to figure it out

# And if it's crowded, all the better

# Because we know we're gonna be up late... #

Wasn't so hard, was it?

Oh, and Ava said to tell you,

Riley says she's doing fine.

Ava.

Leave me alone.

Ready?

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