(TRAIN APPROACHING)
(BABY CRYING)
(SPEAKING FARSI)
Momma.
Oh sorry, I...
-(BURPING) -(BOTH GIGGLING)
Beg your pardon.
What?
No' nice thing you do.
(SCOFFING)
Where are we, but?
Where...are...we?
(SPEAKING FARSI)
WOMAN: What'd she fucking say, man, eh?
Speak our EngIish.
(MAN COUGHING)
You got a fucking probIem, man?
MUSLIM WOMAN: Sorry...pIease...
See, if I was in your country, for whatever reason,
I'd respect us IocaIs a wee bit better.
Sorry, pIease... I no understand...
Learn the fucking Iingo and get out the fucking road when I teII ya to!
(SCREAMING)
(SEWING MACHINE RUNNING)
(KEYS JINGLING)
(SPEAKING URDU)
Your materiaI?
He's not working?
(SPITTING)
Mum.
Just Ieave it here?
I'II be right down.
(TELEVISION PLAYING)
(DOORBELL RINGING)
Don't Iet it stick.
(GASPS) Kas.
Assalam-alaikum.
Walaikum-assalam.
Hungry?
CaII me when it's ready, eh?
Wanna catch up with Mum.
Yeah, okay.
(TELEVISION PLAYING)
At work.
You know how it is.
When did you start?
(TELEVISION PLAYING)
HOST: Option A, Andres lniesta.
-A. -HOST: Option B, David Villa.
A, the answer.
HeIp yourseIves.
Going to the toiIet.
AdeI not know Kasim was coming tonight?
Why, what are we doing?
I can't controI you any more.
Your father gone...
Life's hard enough for me.
It's hard for aII of us, Mum.
When a chiId brings more pain than joy,
what's Ieft?
Is this chiId me?
I'm sorry.
For what?
(GASPS AND SCREAMS)
(GASPING)
KASIM: You made us do this!
You made us fucking do this!
(CHOKING)
(GRUNTS)
(CHOKING)
KASIM: Fuck you!
(SNIFFS)
(CHOKES)
(KASIM PANTING)
MOTHER: She's dead?
(DOOR OPENING)
(KEYS JINGLING)
AdeI, be strong, son.
Upstairs, bring down the trunk.
It's been emptied.
MONA: (WHISPERING) l remember the first words...
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(STRAINING)
(MAN APPLAUDING)
(CHUCKLES)
(GIGGLING)
MONA: l remember the first words you ever said to me.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)
MAN: So.
FinaIIy got myseIf some competition.
MONA: Got more than you bargained for, huh?
Got Iucky.
PIus, the way you snore is weII cIassy.
-(GIGGLING) I do not. -(MIMICKING SNORING)
I'm not gonna marry her.
WouIdn't be fair to anyone.
You're engaged.
(SIGHING)
Yeah, when we were three.
She's got her Iife there.
I've got mine here.
She's probabIy Iying in bed with some guy in Lahore right now,
having the same conversation.
I doubt that.
It's crazy...
FamiIies cutting these deaIs before their kids can even speak.
What are we going to do?
What we want.
Not what they want.
Two big Zaks with cheese,
doubIe portion hot-wings, Iarge fries, garIic bread,
and a bottIe of diet CoIa.
You didn't come for no burger?
Is it halal?
I just deIiver the shit.
What's up?
You gonna do it?
ADEL: You got money?
-Some. -Has he?
Enough.
He's got a car.
It's not Iike we've got a choice.
You aIways got a choice.
It's about making the right or wrong one.
Two peopIe Iove each other, why can't peopIe be happy for them?
-He's Punjabi, Mona. -He's MusIim, AdeI.
Yeah, but that ain't how it works.
(SIGHS) Somebody show me where this is written?
Shit ain't scribed in stone, it's the way it is.
And, you know it.
WeII, I don't need to buy it.
Do you?
What I do or don't buy counts for shit.
AIways has.
You were Dad's favourite, Kasim's, Mum's.
Who cares what I think?
I care, AdeI.
I care about you.
And, it don't matter what you think.
Mum and Kasim care about you, too.
What you do with your Iife...
We're your bIood. What do you expect?
If Dad was around, things wouIdn't be Iike this.
If Dad was around, you wouIdn't be puIIing this shit.
We're going tomorrow night.
We've got to.
(KICKING BIKE STAND)
AdeI...
I just wanna know you're gonna be aII right.
ADEL: I'II be aII right.
I'm gonna get your room!
(INAUDIBLE)
(PHONE RINGING)
(MOUTHING)
Assalam-alaikum.
Walaikum-assalam. (CHUCKLES)
Sorry, babe.
Got caught in traffic.
You got the car, then?
Yeah, got it for tonight.
My dad needs it, okay.
(SCOFFS) Do we need it?
Where's your suitcase?
Why weren't you answering my caIIs?
WAITRESS: Enjoy.
Tan...
(SIGHING)
There's word if we go through with this,
peopIe might get hurt.
This isn't about my brother, is it?
Your brother? No. Not about your brother.
I'm taIking on my side.
You broke off the engagement?
-Her famiIy...it's them? -Don't matter who.
We got to take it seriousIy.
I mean, this couId be Iife or death. We don't know.
MONA: So Iet's go! Get out of here.
We don't Ieave. Not tonight.
But, you stiII want to?
Right now...
Let's just sIow things right down.
Do what we need to take the sting out of this.
We won't see each other any more?
Babes, Iet's not make this any more difficuIt.
-We stand together, yeah? -Without being together?
(INHALES SHARPLY)
Look, if you want to marry your IittIe virgin, just bIoody say so!
Hey, I swear, I ain't marrying no one.
I'm just trying to see the bigger picture.
Yeah?
For our future's sake.
I need to go to the toiIet.
Leave your bag here?
Stuff I need inside.
(MOBILE BEEPS)
(CLICKING TONGUE)
(CRYING)
(SOBBING)
MAN: Baby, do you need heIp with that?
(MUFFLED VOICES)
(TYRES SCREECHING)
(HORN BLOWING)
(SIREN WAILING)
(PEOPLE CHEERING)
(WOMAN GIGGLING)
(MOBILE RINGING)
(BIRDS FLAPPING OVERHEAD)
(MOBILE RINGING)
AdeI?
ADEL: Salaam, sister.
Checking up. You gone?
Mona?
He with you? You driving or what?
You gone or what?
He hasn't got a car.
Where are you heading?
It's over.
l'll deal with that Punjabi fuck later.
I can't go home, now.
Mona, listen to me.
lf you can hear me.
You said you cared about what l think.
lf you split now, l'm copping serious shit.
You know that.
So, if this ain't happening, come home.
For me.
I Iove you, AdeI.
MOTHER: l like you.
You no Iike me, my peopIe.
I Iike you.
To me, skin coIour, nothing...
No important.
We aII have habits, yes, each cuIture, but...
We aII different.
Each...individuaI.
Maybe, you don't Iike something I do.
I no Iike something you do.
What we can do?
If whoIe worId same,
Iife become boring, no?
DeviI no after your skin.
He want what's inside.
There is the man.
And you...are right man.
I can see.
Doing good job for your peopIe.
Good job for my peopIe.
Keep everyone happy.
They teII me at mosque, you right man.
But, I need to see my own eyes.
You right kind of guy?
Keep cooI...
Do job...
Business is business?
So we do business.
You have your own woman?
Gonna need detaiIs.
N.I. number, D.O.B.
She got a passport?
No. DefiniteIy not.
Good, neither have I.
'Bout medicaI probIems?
MOTHER: She's mad.
Is she on medication?
KASIM: No.
She been sectioned?
-Who says she's mad? -She's crazy girI.
'Bout poIice?
MOTHER: She no go near poIice.
She won't have gone far.
MOTHER: Just bring her back.
We worry for her.
She no understand what she doing. She too young.
Maybe she doesn't wanna come home.
It's possibIe, yes. Might be.
What kind of person who no even want to see their own mother?
What use this person for Iiving?
You understand?
If girI no want to come home,
what guarantee you can give me?
I'II find her first.
DeaI now.
You right man, yes or no?
I go ask poIice, they find free. No cost me £8,000.
What guarantee you give?
Less of you, the better, as far as I'm concerned.
I Iike you.
But you bring me proof.
(WOMAN CRYING)
(GASPING)
Where'd you get the ink, mate?
Shop job.
I ain't been inside or nothin', no, man.
D'you earn it?
Are you for reaI?
I ain't kiIIed no coIoured or nothin'. No, man.
Get yourseIf one of these, put it right.
'Cause if you haven't earned it,
get it fucking removed.
jameelah was 19 years old,
and she'd lived in this area of Southall her entire life.
Her friends say she'd been happy and outgoing.
But, within recent months, she'd begun to keep to herself.
Now, neighbours don't report hearing
any kind of disturbances from the house
until the night of October the 7th.
And this is when several people reported hearing screams.
Now, this is a very closed community,
so establishing the facts may take some time.
However, what does seem clear is that
the young, heavily pregnant woman came home,
and she was subjected to, what police described
as a ''frenzied stabbing of brutal ferocity. ''
Neither she, nor her unborn child, survived.
Her father and two of her own brothers have been arrested early this morning.
(SIZZLING)
(GROANING)
(PANTING)
Made the news again.
Becoming a ceIebrity.
CuIt hero.
They wanted her done.
You did your bit. Got paid.
Rather done it yourseIf?
WouIdn't be aII over the fuckin' news if I did.
Hmm. It was extreme.
This famiIy, I shaII have to speak to them.
They couId have at Ieast waited 'tiI the girI had given birth.
The other famiIy?
I met them.
I don't wanna meet any more.
After this, I'm done.
It's a great service you're doing.
The reward's not just in this Iife.
You met others inside.
Why don't you give them the spotIight?
And the money?
Nice IittIe nest-egg you must have by now.
Or, if you're finding some moraI reason, my friend,
maybe it's time to convert to IsIam?
This heat don't suit my skin.
And if you're a MusIim, I must be the fucking Pope.
See you in heII.
Working hard?
Nice. New?
Huh.
What you up to?
Same oId, chasin' Pakis.
I can't do this any more.
DetaiIs are on the back.
You've got my numbers. She shows up, I wanna know.
Get yourseIf some petroI.
Have a good Iook.
You've got my number.
Hey, boss man,
Iet me know if you see her about.
Seen her about?
What is this?
(SHOUTING IN BENGALI)
I said, get out!
(SHOUTING IN BENGALI)
(MAN CURSES IN HINDI)
(MOBILE RINGING)
MAN: You th'guy lookin' for Mona?
BOUNTY: Maybe. Who's this?
MAN: You a bounty hunter or some shit?
Are you some fucking time-waster?
Nah, l'm her boyfriend. Was.
Then Iet's hook up.
You teII me your story, I'II teII you mine.
A'right, l'll meet you.
So what, her famiIy hired you?
You dump her or she dump you?
It weren't Iike that.
So, what happened to the big romance?
What'd her famiIy teII you?
ShouId they teII me?
ShouId be teIIin' you what the fuck they know.
Did you meet her brother?
Yeah.
Yeah? Which one?
I don't know. Y'aII Iook the fucking same to me, man.
Nah, man. Not this Paki.
He don't Iook nothin' Iike the rest of us.
Yeah, I met him. So what?
They ain't toId you.
So, why don't you teII me?
Look, whatever the fuck he's up to,
he ain't naiIin' me for it, no way.
An' beIieve me, if that guy wanted to find his own sister,
he don't need your heIp.
Not unIess somethin' ain't right.
So what's his fuckin' story?
MAN: (CHANTING) Allahu Akbar!
(MOBILE RINGING)
WOMAN: (OVER RADIO) ...ahead of us.
Please hold for...
(CAMERA SNAPPING)
How is AIIah?
Got a new Iens.
For shootin' tits.
Gotta make a famiIy caII, mate.
Salaam, bhai. Yeah, what's the big news?
-ADEL: Can you talk? -Yeah.
(BOTH SPEAKING URDU)
ADEL: just don't freak out when l tell you what l'm gonna tell you.
What is it?
lt's about our sister, man.
-She's checking some Punjabi Iaunda. -(POLICE SIREN WAILING)
l should'a told you 'bout this before, mate, but you...
(SPEAKING URDU)
lt might be too late. l just saw her. l don't know if l can stop them. Not alone...
Oh, oh, oh.
She's running away with this dude. That's the fucking headline!
But, I'm gonna be there on time.
Listen, if anything changes...
-What Ianguage was that? -Urdu.
-Good to Iearn some. -Yeah, mate, I'II teach you.
-What we got here? -What eIse? Domestic.
-Let's go. -Yeah.
AII right, Iove?
(MOBILE RINGING)
KASIM: AdeI. ADEL: He's there?
KASIM: Yeah.
KASIM: Just puIIed up outside his work. ADEL: Yeah, okay.
So, how are we gonna play this?
I'm going in.
You goin' incognito or what?
Nah. Let this fuck know who he's deaIing with.
TANVIR: I'm sorry. Your name is...
-Are you Mona's brother? -Do I Iook Iike her?
-Where is she? -Packing her suitcase.
She's going to Pakistan.
She's gettin' married.
To one of her own.
S'okay, 'cause she don't know shit 'bout it neither.
'Cause I'm teIIin' her Iater.
Right after you meet her and you teII her,
that runnin' away together ain't a smart thing to do.
'Cause at Ieast one of you are gonna end up dead.
You're meeting her Iater?
You are.
I'm coming with you. Make sure you do...
TeII her.
(SPEAKING URDU)
Don't fuck with my famiIy!
(PANTING)
You okay?
Yeah, but I'm ready to stop fucking about.
(MOBILE RINGING)
Listen to me.
Just go back to your Iife after this.
Just waIk out.
And we'II take her home.
I'II have the keys untiI you get back.
For fuck's sake!
He knows we're watchin'.
KASIM: Got your bike?
ADEL: I don't jump no red Iights or shit.
Gonna have to puII some stunts to keep up.
She got a bus.
-Where the fuck is she? -Don't see her.
Text him now. What the fuck are you pIayin' at?
You greasy IittIe fuck!
ADEL: He got it.
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Where the fuck's he goin' now?
The key!
Lock it fuckin' down!
(WHISTLES) Oi! Where the fuck is she?
You mean the girI with a suitcase?
-Yeah, how many ways out? -She went up ramp!
Find the stairs. Find her. We got your car!
TANVIR: It's my dad's car! It's not mine!
(SIREN WAILING)
(CHEERING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Man, pIease!
Dad'II kiII me.
You don't understand.
If I go home without this car, I'm...
He ain't got her.
Get in the fuckin' back.
How Iong after I Ieft 'tiI this fuck came back?
Nah, not that Iong. Few minutes.
-Phone her. -We've tried.
She won't pick up.
Phone her. Find out where she's gone.
Speaker phone.
(DIALLING)
RECORDING: Hi, it's Mona's phone. Leave a message and l'll call you back.
Don't know what eIse to do.
-You phone her. -Me?
Yeah. She trusts you.
I ain't puttin' it on speaker.
Salaam, sister.
Checking up. You gone?
Mona?
He with you?
You driving or what?
You gone or what? Where are you heading?
I'II deaI with that Punjabi fuck Iater.
Listen to me, you said you cared about what I think.
If you spIit now, I'm copping serious shit.
So, if this ain't happenin', come home.
For me.
I Iove you.
Where's she?
She didn't say.
Doesn't matter, man. She's headin' home. Trust me.
You check the train station.
We'II do the bus and back to my car.
-And we'II decide exactIy what to do with you. -Yeah.
ADEL: Start worrying about what the fuck we're gonna do to you.
Oi, get goin'.
You got your bike.
ADEL: I'II meet you at home.
(DOORBELL RINGING)
Assalam, son.
Walaikum-assalam.
Take your jacket, son?
She's here!
We're making some food for you.
Why didn't you caII me?
Where's AdeI?
I'm going up. Look my materiaI.
Go see your sister.
(GASPS) Kas.
Assalam-alaikum.
Walaikum-assalam.
You don't think. Send her home.
I toId you, son.
It's too Iate.
(SPEAKING URDU)
What she's doing to your father's name.
Your name.
You need to take your chiIdren home one day, inshallah...
I need to go home. One day.
-What's AdeI been doing? -He's weak.
Back home, you are a king.
BeautifuI girIs. CIean.
Virgins.
GirIs who know the meaning of honour...
KASIM: You made us do this!
You made us fucking do this!
MOTHER: She's dead?
AdeI, be strong, son.
Upstairs, bring down the trunk.
It's been emptied.
Do it now!
HeIp me, son.
QuietIy! Quiet.
We gotta get on the road, soon as.
(GRUNTING)
(BREATHING HEAVILY)
Let me out, man!
CouId you check my Ieg? Something cut me in there.
It's nothing. Come on.
You get the end.
Wait up, wait up.
We're opened at the back.
KASIM: Keep the engine on for the heating.
-If anybody comes... -Don't worry about me, son.
KASIM: Okay.
One, two, three.
Come on.
That's it. Come on, come on.
ADEL: We can't do this now.
KASIM: You wanna go back now?
ADEL: I didn't know.
KASIM: She knew.
What did she think was gonna happen?
We'II say she's run away from home.
And the Punjabis are witness to that.
Oi.
Punjabi done us a favour.
And he ain't saying shit.
(CAR ALARM BLARING)
Fuckin' heII!
-What's she done? -Just fuckin' wait here.
What's wrong with you?
(CAR ALARM CONTINUES)
Oh, shit!
(CAR ALARM STOPS)
Fuck you.
Mona!
It wasn't me. Mona!
KASIM: AdeI!
-Trying to teII me I fucked up! -Look at my face.
How the fuck did she get out the fucking trunk?
Look at my face, man! I saw these, okay.
-What the fuck is that? -She had a knife.
I need to go to a hospitaI.
Listen to me, Iisten to me!
No fuckin' hospitaI, man. Stop being a fuckin' pussy.
We'II find her and finish this. What way did she go?
Where did she go?
Fuckin' bitch! You're dead!
(WHISTLES)
What the fuck are you Iooking at?
GIass of orange juice, pIease.
The fuck you pIayin' at?
Not your fuckin' game, boy.
Hunt's over for me.
Got your money, minus a few expenses.
I'm done.
Proud of that shit, aren't you?
Just keep pourin' that shit down.
'Cause it might be a different coIour country by the time you wake up.
Fuckin' nightmare as it is.
What? Great Britain? Those days are gone.
You know it.
You can feeI it in your souI.
Ain't never comin' back.
Not the way you want it.
Next time they caII this country ''Great'',
you're gonna be the minority.
Was a time we were great, man.
Men were men.
Women were women. SIaves were sIaves.
FoIk knew their pIace.
Everythin' was great.
Then women and sIaves got ideas. It's been fucked ever since.
-I want you to finish this job. -Uh-uh.
Lost your appetite?
It's not business, it's personaI.
HaIf a G.
I'II get you another haIf on top of my mum's deaI.
I don't want her coming home.
That's my deaI.
And, then we're both done.
You want this paper, mate?
Nah, I've aIready read it.
Sure you're done with it?
(MOBILE RINGS)
-What've you got for me? -MAN: First claim on the system today.
The name's screened, but l've got a match on the N.l. number.
'Bout profiIe?
Yeah, profile matches. Got an address.
B'n'B, single women, all claiming.
Half-way house type place. Look, l'm done now, yeah?
(DOOR CHIMING)
(GIRLS LAUGHING)
(VOMITING)
(MAN WHISTLING)
(MEN LAUGHING)
(MONA SCREAMS)
(SCREAMING)
(MAN GROANING)
You aII right?
-You wanna eat something? -No. I'm not hungry.
-I shouId be getting back. -Home?
Yeah.
I'd Iike to see you get there in one piece.
I was Iucky to Ieave that way.
Look, I appreciate what you did.
But, I gotta go. I'm sorry.
-You're runnin'? -I haven't stopped.
Ah. Take a breather. WhiIe you can.
-Cup of tea. -Sort you out.
Excuse me.
HeIIo?
Excuse me.
TeII me your story, I'II teII you mine.
I'm not sure that's such a good idea.
-What's your name? -I'm nobody.
-And, who's Rose? -No one.
It's my mother's name.
Never knew her, never wiII.
I've onIy got one photo.
That's my story, end of.
-Never knew your mother? -Mmm.
Bitch didn't want to know me.
But, you Iove her enough.
-You got kids? -No.
-Not interested? -Nope.
WeII, if you don't want 'em, don't have 'em.
You get what you want in Iife, but not how you want it.
You either Iive with that, or you don't.
That's my story.
-WAITRESS: You ready to order? -Uh, just give us a minute.
-Is that your phone? -Huh?
Hey, you shouId eat something.
Yeah, uh... I need to go to the toiIet.
BOUNTY: The toiIet's through here, yeah? WAITRESS: Downstairs.
Fuck.
(GLASS CLINKING)
(SCREAMING)
HeIp!
Somebody, pIease!
Stay away! Stay away from me!
(SCREAMING)
Shut up, shut up, shut up, shut up. Shut your fucking mouth.
Shut up! Don't you be a siIIy girI.
Shut up!
You don't want the poIice here any more than I do, now shut it!
Are you gonna be quiet? Are you gonna be quiet?
Mmm.
-(SCREAMS) -Fucking shut up or I'II put this in your eye.
Do you hear me?
Who are you?
I find peopIe. That's what I do.
You fucking pig.
But it's your peopIe that wanted the service.
My mum?
Brother?
They give you money?
Yeah.
And when you find me, what then? Take me back to them?
They don't want you comin' home.
I'd rather it was you.
-(GASPING) -(IMPACT)
See.
It's the onIy copy, yeah?
Keep the phone. It's cIean.
(SNIFFS)
It's warm.
MOTHER: Fresh.
Today?
This morning.
MOTHER: You earIy bird catch worm?
Where worm hiding?
In town, women's refuge.
Women's...
(SPEAKING URDU)
Yeah, weII, we aII have our minds fucked with.
(SPEAKING URDU)
Don't speak it.
(MOTHER SPEAKING URDU)
Know your enemy.
(SPEAKING URDU)
She'd rather it was me, than you.
That's your sister.
(SPEAKING URDU)
MOTHER: DeaI is a deaI.
You bring proof. What eIse I can ask for?
You no break contract. So, I no break.
PeopIe no trust peopIe who no keep contract.
Without honour, Iife is nothing.
Where is she?
The body.
I'II send you a map.
(DOOR CLOSING)
ADEL: We gave that man money, to kiII our sister.
She wasn't our sister, she was possessed.
ADEL: That's Mona, your bIood...
(SPEAKING URDU)
Take it to your cousin's shop.
Ask what he thinks.
Your sister couIdn't have a heart this big.
Trust me.
-COUSIN: Keep your fast this year? -ADEL: Uh, yeah.
Most of them.
Gotta do 'em aII, cus, gotta do 'em aII.
For the next Iife, innit?
Started shavin' or summat?
How's me aunty?
She's good.
How 'bout the IittIe property tycoon, Mona. She soId a house yet?
Yeah.
So, what's this you got for me?
Need you to take a Iook at this and teII us what you think.
A'right. Put it on here.
COUSIN: Let's have a IittIe Iook.
Are you sayin' you don't know what that is?
Both of you, are you sayin' you don't know what the fuck this is?
That you've brought into here, to my shop?
-That was my caII, brother. -You caIIed it wrong, man.
'Cause someone's havin' a fuckin' Iaugh at you. But, it's not funny.
We didn't know who eIse to ask.
You're some fuckin' detective,
if you can't teII a pig's heart from a human's.
Is that what you thought it was?
-You sayin' that's swine? -I'm sayin' get it the fuck out.
An' don't teII nobody you brought it in here.
COUSIN: You'II fuckin' ruin me.
(TYRES SCREECHING)
I can pIay fuckin' games.
Get out.
Get the fuck out.
You're the big boss.
(TYRES SCREECHING)
(INDISTINCT CHATTER)
(SPEAKING URDU)
-I know your mother. -Yeah.
But, Iet's taIk about your prison buddies.
(GROANING)
You think she beIieves it?
Better get goin', you need to get out whiIe you can.
GIasgow?
We get a bus to CampbeItown, we get off at Tarbert.
The bus goes on. We get a ferry, maybe a boat.
You're going, too?
To this pIace.
Fresh air.
Needs work but I've made a bit of money.
Nest egg.
You bought this pIace?
Yeah.
Do you beIieve it?
Once upon a time.
Hey...
MONA: We must secure the existence of our peopIe,
and a future for white chiIdren.
Who are you?
I'm not what you see.
That fire's been dyin' a Iong time.
There's no Iife in it any more.
Look,
what works is what gets you to the next step.
That's aII I'm offerin'. One step. Away from here.
The next one's up to you.
Is that you?
Yeah.
You don't have to turn out Iike me.
(DOOR OPENING)
(GASPING)
Kas...
My brother, Kas. It's him.
KASIM: CouId you open the door, pIease?
It's the poIice.
(WHIMPERING)
KASIM: You're a stupid fuck.
Have you got that bitch in there? I want her to come out.
I want my money, too.
-Mona! -(GASPS)
(KASIM SPEAKING URDU)
I smeII what you're up to, you fucking whore.
Take the tickets. The back window. Get out of here.
-KASIM: Okay. -Go.
See, acting on a tip-off,
the officer attended a premises
where it was aIIeged his sister was being heId hostage.
The informant gave sufficient reason to beIieve
that firearms couId be invoIved.
I spoke to your prison buddy, Mr HoIy Man.
Get out of here. Meet you at the station. Go.
I'm gonna be comin' in on your IittIe operation.
I guess that makes us partners now. Yeah?
Mona!
KASIM: I know you're in there.
So, open the door and Iet's taIk.
(GUNSHOTS)
It's Iocked. I check aII that kinda shit.
It's what I'm trained to do.
That kafir, he can train me,
but he can't programme me.
Not the way they've programmed you.
I swear my oaths, but I keep my IoyaIties.
That's the difference between us.
You don't put the famiIy first.
-(SHOUTING) -(GROANS)
(BOTH GRUNTING)
(GROANING)
-(GRUNTS) -(GROANS)
No matter what, you're my IittIe sister.
I'm gonna give you one choice, and if you make the right one,
I swear I'II teII your mother, and our IittIe brother,
that when the time came,
you put the famiIy first.
You're gonna waIk, yes, or I'm gonna throw you off.
Or, I'm gonna fucking throw you off. Get the fuck up.
WaIk.
(SOBBING)
Up.
Dad'II be waitin' for you.
MONA: Yeah.
Yeah, and when he asks me,
how his son fiIIed his shoes,
I'II teII him.
How he preserved his good honour
and his name
by sacrificing one of his own chiIdren.
When not even the God we worship wouId aIIow it in His name.
(SPEAKING URDU)
(RECITING VERSE FROM THE QURAN)
(GRUNTS)
(GUNSHOTS)
I'm sorry.
(SOBBING)
I did. I took it... I took it...
Here.
Take it. Take it. Fuckin' take it.
That's nice, that's nice.
Just stay with me, yeah?
Ah, fuck. Mmm.
MONA: I don't even know your name.
Have it, Iove it,
don't Ieave it, ever... No...
Don't Iet it be none of what it is.
I'm done.
(SOBBING)
(SIRENS WAILING)
Are you gonna kiII your own brother?
Let God stop me.
(MAN LAUGHING)
(BABY CRYING)
BOUNTY: That's all l'm offering. One step. Next one's up to you.
MAN: Where...are...we?
WOMAN: (SPEAKING FARSI)
WOMAN: What'd she fucking say, man, eh?
Speak our EngIish.
MUSLIM WOMAN: Sorry...pIease...
MAN: See, if I was in your country, for whatever reason,
I'd respect us IocaIs a wee bit better.
MUSLIM WOMAN: Sorry, pIease... I no understand...
MAN: Learn the fucking Iingo and get out the fucking road when I teII ya to!
(WOMEN SCREAMING)
WOMAN: Give 'em a wash.
MAN: Hey, I won't miss ScotIand.
WOMAN: See if this one speaks EngIish.
Yeah, but you think she can speak with my big cock...
...right in her mouth?
WOMAN: What do you think she's got in the bag?
TeII her to hand it over.
(SPEAKING URDU)
What's she fucking taIking about, man?
Speak our EngIish.
How about you teII me your story and I'II teII you mine?