"I'm gonna clear out a few things, then take off." " Where?" " London..." "I suppose." " Sort of been here before." " Yeah." "Change the world this time, will you?" "I'm Nicky Hutchinson, the Labour candidate." "I live in the constituency in the Willow Lane flats." "The time has come for politicians to tell people the truth!" "The years of Labour division and deceit are over!" "Tosker...don't be pathetic." "Look, I ask nothing for myself but you can't just turn your back on those two." " 'Ey!" "Now, come on!" "They want for nothing!" " You're never here, Tosker." "Are you and my dad splitting up?" "I think it's inevitable." "Yes." "Have you noticed how all the women seem to be getting younger?" " Right, let's apply the system." " Except the ones we get." "If you absolutely had to shag every woman in this room... what's your top two?" "Staying Alive" "I've missed you...over the years." "The kids are still confused." "They have to come first." "♪ Karma karma karma karma karma chameleon" "♪ You come and go" "♪ You come and go..." "Thanks, ladies." "More than half of Britain's 180,000 miners have now stopped work because of the National Union of Mineworkers' strike..." " How are you, man?" " Hiya, Anthony." "If he's looking for aggro, he's wasting his time." "Only aggro's when we beat these at five-a-side football." "All right, then, you scumbags I've got a straight question... and I want a straight answer." "Do you want a sandwich or a sausage roll for breakfast?" " Sausage roll." " Aye, all right, say please." " Please." " Nutcase!" "There you go." " Do you want a sausage roll?" " Aye." "Do you mind?" " See you." " See you later." " Aye, see you, lads." " See you, lads." "Tell us when you're on night shift." "Me and our lads'll come round and shag your wives for you." "You couldn't afford wor wives, man, Toby, money I'm making on overtime." " I bet she's working nights." " That's right." "Aye, aye, keep it up." "She's wanting a new car." "Never charged us before." "That was Alan Roe." "Alan Roe?" "Nah." "Why would he be here?" "♪ Georgia, Georgia" "♪ No peace I'll find" "♪ Just an old sweet song" "♪ Keeps Georgia... ..on my mind." " What are you doing?" " Digging a trench for my leeks." " Where's my film?" " What film?" "The film for my camera." "I'm going to Holy Island." "The trip bus'll be here in 15 minutes." "I sent you out for film an hour ago." "Oh, what have you got your good pants on for?" "Did you want us to come out with no trousers on?" "I've got my own film." "There's some tongue in the fridge for your tea." "I won't be back till nine o'clock." "Have a nice day." "♪ Georgia" "Excuse me." " You've got the book of these, Mam." " Yeah." "Signed by the author, as I remember." " Hello!" " Hi." " Hiya, Bernie." " Hiya!" "All right?" " Anthony." " How do?" "'Ey, I hear you got a place at Oxford." " Mm, if I get three As." " No ifs." "You will." "Oh, this came today." "San Salvador." "Only ten months late." "It can go on the wall in your office with the rest." "Would you like to go out one evening?" "Yes." "Well, let's try and find a date." " How busy are you?" " Not at all." "But then I'm not Deputy Leader of the Council." "What about tonight?" "Yes." "Why not tonight?" "I says, "They're supposed to be purifying themselves to receive the body and blood of Christ, not thinking, 'How come she got a plastic hip before me?" "'"" " Can I say something?" " Yeah." "I think those photographs are wonderful." "I'm incredibly proud of you." "Thank you." "Can I say something?" "No." "It was a shame, though, wasn't it?" "Yes." " Mary..." " Talk some more." "What about?" "Just...talk to me." "Tell me about your work." "Talk about those photographs." "OK." "Anything in particular?" "You said once, in an article, that El Salvador changed your life but you didn't say how." "No, well..." " Sorry, you don't have to..." " No, it's..." "I'd seen people before having to struggle for the basics." "A job, a house, food for their kids." "Basic education, basic medicine." "And, in their case, the right to vote." "In New Orleans." "In New Orleans, that's right." "Remember me?" "I was 20 and I came back ready to change the world." "I knew the answer." "I knew it." "Democracy." "Austin Donohue, the Labour Party." "I think back ten years to the shit I used to come out with about the Heath government being fascist and I think, "Christ, Nicky!" "All you actually wanted was power, really."" "Anyway, 20 years later, here it was again in Salvador." "The poorest people in the world being crushed and cheated by armed thugs paid for by Uncle Sam." "Except this time they were allowed to vote as much as they liked because the political parties were owned by American business interests and if you don't like it, you get a bullet in your head." "But hey, it's democracy, you know." "So nothing had changed." "Only worse." "No." "I had." "I had." "Because this time I wasn't 20." "And I knew I didn't have the answer." "Nor even the question, Mary." "Only a camera." "So thank you." " For what?" " For giving me the camera." " Er, I think we'd better have the bill, thanks." " Thanks." "What are you thinking?" "I'm thinking you're a working-class hero whose own suffering tragically mirrors the fate of humanity." "Correct." "But only if the money's right." "What next?" "Ah, well...the, er, pit strike." " Interesting." " Yeah." "That's mine, thanks." "Very." "I'm a bit confused about the strike, I have to say." "I mean, why strike at the end of the winter?" "I don't know." "They've got to win it, though." "Do you think they will?" "On the grounds that I've always been completely wrong about everything," "I predict a total humiliating defeat for the pitmen." "The strikers' blockade was a precisely planned operation, but the police responded, sending in riot squad reinforcements to match the 5,000 or more pickets." "The police didn't give any ground and on the front line, they handed out as much physical punishment as they received." "Eventually, the senior officer ordered in the mounted police." "'Ey, look at that!" "There's no call for that." " They're fighting for the right to work." " They don't have to pick on them poor horses." "Poor horses?" "Have you seen the size of them?" "The day was a victory for the police forces in the eyes..." " I'll bloody..." " Just ignore it, will you?" " ..rattled their riot shields in tribute as the horses returned through their lines." "But despite all the violence and the injuries," " both the daily coke convoys... .. protected behind the vigilant guard of the huge body of weary policemen." " Right!" " Felix, ignore it!" " .. stopping the coke deliveries from..." "Got you, you big bugger!" " Get your fucking hands off!" " Howay!" "What do you want?" "Been knocking on my bloody door all night and every night." "So what do you want?" "I haven't been knocking on your fucking door." " You're mental, man!" " Right!" "You've asked for it!" "You've both got bags under your eyes." "It's overtime, Felix." "Is that him?" " Aye, that's the one." " Christopher Collins." "He's a head case." " All I can do is ask him nicely, Felix, mind." " Aye." "Not that it's ever worked with anybody else in his family." " OK if I do this, Harry?" " Aye, all right." "'Ey, but whatever you do, don't arrest him." " The paperwork'll take all night." "What Difference Does It Make?" "You been making a nuisance of yourself again, then, Christopher?" " Fuck yourself, man." " Right, shift yourselves." "You're not a proper copper." "You're not allowed." "Never mind what I'm allowed, lad." "I know what I'm allowed." "Fuck off." "It's a free country." "Christopher, you tell us to eff off once more, son, and I'll take you in." "That's a promise." "It's called insulting behaviour." " Fuck...off." "Righto, get in." "Well done, Ant." "Go on, Christopher!" "Mr Eddie Wells." "Will the Minister confirm that a line in a well-known prayer, which the Prime Minister recited to the nation in 1979," ""where there is discord, may we bring harmony", will guide the Minister in ending the deadlock of this present dispute in the pits?" "Miss Seabrook." "Mr Speaker, the government has no role to play in what is a purely industrial dispute." "Rubbish!" "But my advice to the National Union of Mineworkers" " would be to call off the pickets... ..and hold a proper national ballot." "You know perfectly well why there won't be a ballot." "Because Scargill would lose." "Because the Coal Board has split the miners into high earners in the good pits, where they've invested in new machinery, and low earners where they're practically digging with their bare hands." "Which the Coal Board wants to close, quite rightly." "You're talking about closing down entire communities." "Do you not understand this?" " Can you not understand the anger?" " Coal Board, not me." "She wants to break this union, doesn't she?" "Well, it's...it's revenge for '74, isn't it?" "The pitmen smashed Heath." "Thatcher will smash the pitmen." "Why should she care about Heath?" "Let the Coal Board negotiate the settlement before more men die." "I'm not stopping them." "And if there were no pickets, there'd be no violence." "Why aren't you saying this to Arthur Scargill and his cronies?" "They picked the fight." "The enemy is within." " Not my phrase." " Mrs Thatcher's phrase." "It's personal and it's political." "And once she's smashed the unions, she can close any number of pits." "Am I right?" "Isn't that the plan?" "What are you, Claudia?" "Are you wet, are you dry?" "What?" "The miners can't win, Eddie." "You know that, I know that." "The left won't be allowed to bully men out of the pits." "Those days are over." "If they insist on learning that the hard way, so be it." " Your car's here, Minister." " Thank you." "I remember a former Home Secretary..." "I'm talking about your father... who was never forgiven by the right wing of your party for not using the army against the pitmen last time round." " Will you, Claudia?" " We won't need the army." "Cos you've got the police organised this time, right?" "It's a sign of intelligence to learn from one's mistakes." "I'm sorry, Eddie." "Where are yous going?" "Just going to the club for a game of cards." "I'm memorising your faces." "If there's any windows broken in that pit yard tonight, I'll know who to come looking for." "Bastards!" "Where're yous off, lads?" "Just mind your own business, right?" "You don't own this fucking village, you know." "And you don't own that fucking pit, either." "And you don't fucking well own me!" "Nor does your fucking mate Scargill!" "If they get any scabs organised, those three'll be at the front of the queue." "So now you can see...you're not alone." "I've travelled up and down the coalfields this last week and I can tell you this for nowt." "80% of the lads are sick to death of the strike." "18% are for it." "And 2% are Scargill's animals." "There's nothing to stop us going back to work tomorrow... except fear, intimidation and the bully boys." "We are many." "They are few." "We have friends in positions of power, and we have the support of the whole bloody country!" "Now you know why they call me the close encounterer, eh?" "We are not alone." "Even as I speak, the first blows are being struck for democracy." "Little does Mr Scargill know it but he has, in fact, already lost his one-man war against freedom." "British working men and their families are already starting to say no." "No to victimisation." "No to violence." "But they need practical support, gentlemen." "Tonight, I'm asking you to show your support." "Don't worry." "You're as good as any of them." " I'm a bit small-fry, like." " Doesn't matter." "You're here, standing up for what you believe in." "That's what matters." " How's business?" " It's OK." "Well, could be better." "Could be better if the banks took a different attitude." "Let's talk about it." "You're not in a hurry to get off home, are you?" "No, no, not at all." "Well, something we should discuss in private." "We, er..." "We hear you've got somebody on the front line yourself." "Oh, yeah, sorry." "Anthony." "So, how's morale?" "Morale?" "It's very good." "Yeah, very good." "Such a surrender would also be to place..." "Christ, I am so bored!" "Ten days without a woman." "Hey, Anthony, bend over, will you?" " You dirty... ..at the mercy of a bunch of most ruthless and violent bullies." " Hello, lads." " Any pigeons?" " Oi, where's your whippet?" " 'Ey up, 'ey up, 'ey up!" " We don't say "hey up" up here." " Oh, do you not?" "What do you say?" " Hello." "Ooh. 'Ello, 'ello, 'ello...me duck!" "'Ere, where'd you get your lovely blue shirts from, eh, boys?" "I think we've just met the Met." "Do you seriously declare on your honour that you are prompted by a sincere wish to render yourself more extensively serviceable to your fellow creatures?" "I do." "I do." "Well, I've got my eye on seven or eight properties but you can't get the bank to take the opportunity." "No, they've never been very good at helping people like you." "No." "Where do you go, you know?" "These are all rented out to claimants?" " Multiple occupation?" " Yeah." "With the rents guaranteed by the DHSS." "They're potential gold mines." "I think I can help you, Terry." "You leave it with me." " How's Anthony?" " Oh, fine, fine." "I suppose he keeps you well abreast of developments." "Sort of." "I'm told Anthony will be seeing some excitement soon." "The bully boys are in for a shock." "Come on, get down to the stations!" "Get them all out!" "Get them all out!" "Right, I want this removed." "You three, get rid of it." "Hey, we've been here for months." "What's the problem?" "Hey..." " Hey, what's going on?" "How!" "Lukoschek, get those women indoors." "All right, ladies, go back where you belong." " What are you talking about?" "We live here." " Phone Toby." "They're bringing scabs in." " All right, get back where you belong." " Bog off!" " Jesus Christ!" "Fancy having to breed off cows like that, eh?" "Tosspot!" "You!" "Get that car out of the bloody way!" "We've got miners arriving to go to work!" "♪ Yippy ti yay, ti yay, ti yay" "♪ Wanna see you every day, every day, every day" "♪ Yippy ti yo ti" "♪ Yippy ti yay" "♪ Hey yippy ti yo, ti yo, ti yo" "♪ Come on, let's go, let's go, let's go" "♪ Yippy ti yo ti" "♪ Yippy ti yo" "♪ Let's yippy ti yay, ti yay, ti yay" "♪ Wanna see you every day, every day, every day" "♪ Yippy ti yo ti" "♪ Yippy ti yay" "Can I have Denise here, please?" "Denise, it's my privilege, as Deputy Leader of the Council to present the Wives' Support Group with this cheque for £450." "It's from donations from council employees to help with holidays and toys for the kids." " Bernie...what did you get?" " Three As!" "Yes!" " What's that?" " Dandelion and burdock." "A lot of the lads can't afford to buy drinks so... ..I'll save it till the strike's won." "Pity." "I was going to organise a night out." "You, me and Felix." "'Ey, you're like a pair of five-year-olds!" "If he wants to play silly buggers, he can get on with it." "Who does he expect us to sit with in the House?" "The Tories?" "And let him not forget that's my allotment he's digging bloody big holes in either." "Come on, boogie with us, Eddie!" "Come on, I'll show you." "♪ So come on, get your girl and go" "♪ It's time to go down Dallas Alley" "♪ Come on, you've been here before" "♪ Everybody, time to go!" "♪ Time to go" "♪ Time to go" "Sorry." "I've got some information." "There are scabs going into our pit this afternoon." " Will all the men..." " ..make their way down to the bus now." "Scab!" "Scab!" "Hey!" "How, how, how!" "I'm an official picket!" "I've got a legal right to talk to them." "What are you doing, lads?" "You cannot go back now." " What about your mates?" " We're skint, man." "We're all skint, Dave." "You cannot go back!" "Hey!" "I'll have you, you bastard!" "I'll have you, you scab!" "Scab!" "Scab!" "Come round here!" "Come round here!" "Form a line!" "Get back!" "Open the door, Ronnie." " No, you don't." " We live in this village." " I don't care where you live, pal." " You cannot stop we." "I can do what I like till my guvnor says otherwise." "Shut your face and get back on that bus!" "All of you!" " Close the door!" "Close the door!" " Get off him!" " Leave him alone." " Back door, back door." "Come on, come on!" "Come on!" "Howay!" "Push it, man!" "♪ So listen now to my own refrain" "♪ And don't you marry a ball and chain" "♪ Yes, I drink all night and I work all day" "♪ Just to free myself from that ball and chain" "See you later, Eddie." "Who's in charge here?" " Eddie, you all right?" " Hey, you!" "Get these men off here!" "Oi!" "You!" "You!" "Oh, Jesus Christ, Harry." "OK, we're about ready for them." "Let them in in five minutes." "Understood." "OK, five minutes." "I'm an MP!" "Hey!" "You!" "I'm a Member of Parliament!" "Right, let's get the scabs' house!" "Scabs' house!" "Come on!" "Scab!" "Hey!" "None of that!" "Right, you lot." "Into the village." "Let's move it!" "Get off me!" " Get off!" " Will you bloody calm down, man, Billy!" "Get off him!" "Anthony!" "Anthony!" "Get off him!" "Get off him!" "Urgent assistance!" "Assistance!" "Right, lads." "Go!" "Charge!" "Right, let 'em out." "What the hell are you doing?" "Hey, lads..." "Take care, now." "Watch yourselves." "♪ Hey, beep-beep" "♪ Beep-beep, beep-beep, beep-beep" "♪ I'm driving in my car" "Get off me, you bastard!" "Hey!" "Hey, for Christ's sake, man!" "Jesus Christ!" "Go, go, go, go, go!" " Get off him!" " Bastard!" " All right, mate?" " What?" " All right?" " Yeah." "Yeah, well, they were looking for bloody trouble." "They fucking well got it." "Where's Eddie now?" "He went with them from the hospital to the station." "Did a policeman do that?" "Yeah." "Well, I don't know, to be honest." "I didn't see." "Was Anthony involved?" " I mean, it couldn't have been Anthony." " No." "Was he OK?" "Yeah." "He was in the thick of it but... he was OK, I think." "He's definitely OK." "I don't think he should go home if he's been hit on the head, Mam." " Nicky?" " I'm fine." "I'm OK to drive." " I'll make the bed up." " I'll do it." "You go on." "See you in the morning." "Good night." " Good night." " Good night, love." "Settee'll do." " Mary..." " Ssh." "If not now, then when?" " Hello?" " Mary, it's Eddie." " Mary, I'm..." " I know, I know." "Nicky's here." "If they want me to represent them, I'll do it for nothing." "Where are they being held?" "OK, I'll be there at nine." "Eddie..." "OK, fill me in tomorrow." "Yeah, yeah." "He's staying with me tonight." "No, don't come round." " Eddie, tomorrow's fine." "Night." "You said you'd see Eddie at nine." "You could sleep for an hour." "You don't want to look tired." "You sleep if you want." "I don't care if I look totally ragged." "I can sleep when I get home." "You're not going anywhere without me." "Am I not?" "Why?" "One, because I don't ever want to be apart again." "And two, because... ..I need a photographer to get a proper record of these men's injuries." "I haven't got a camera." "I'll buy you another one." "I can't work with cheap cameras." "Why do men worry so much about their equipment?" " Hello, lads and lasses." " All right." "Is anybody coming to morning Mass?" "Hello, lads and lasses." "That's very kind of you, Christopher." " Are you offering to carry these flowers for us?" "I knew you were a good lad!" "' Ey, Christopher, she knew you were a good lad!" "Take no notice of them, son." "You gonna be an altar boy when you grow up, Christopher, being such a good boy?" "Take no notice of them, my son." " Hey, man..." " Chrissie!" "Howay!" "Pansy!" " Aaaah!" " Hey!" "Oh..." "Ooh!" " Are you all right, pet?" " Aye." "Bastards." " Coming!" " Hello... hello..." " Oh, Mother, it's a machine." " Nicky, are you there?" " Just speak." "It's a machine." "Nicky, I don't know how you work these things." "Look, your dad's got his knickers in a twist about this lad Christopher Collins." "He's going to bust a blood vessel if somebody doesn't stop him." "What?" "So, Nicky, can you come round, son?" "OK?" " Er, this is your mam, by the way." " Really?" " I'm coming!" "Mother, get off the phone." " I'm coming!" "Pride" "Aye?" " Is your mam in, pet?" " My mam?" "My mam lives in Gateshead." "I want a quiet word with somebody about Christopher." "Oh, no, what's he done now?" " Are you his sister?" " I'm his mother, man." " Who is it?" " Nowt." "Keep your neb out!" "What's he done?" "I'll kill the little bastard." " Who is it?" " Nowt to do with you!" "He's been knocking on my door, night after night." " Just thump him." " I don't wanna thump him." "Hey, are you the one that got the police onto him last week?" " Who is it?" " He's the one who tooted on our Chris." " What do ye want?" " Can you control your dog a minute?" "Sit!" "Sit, you bastard!" "It's about your Christopher." "He's not mine!" "Little bastard's mentally deranged if you ask me." "Oh, hey, I'm getting my breakfast." " Is he here?" " We won't let him in during the day." "He causes arguments between me and his ma." "Let him in to sleep, that's all." "Well, while you're keeping him locked out, he's wreaking havoc with me and my wife." " Tough." " What?" "Tough." "I couldn't care less." "Next question?" "'Ey, listen, listen, my wife's 66 years old." "Oh, you want us to sing happy birthday or what?" "She's covered in bruises because of your lad." "I've told you!" "If he was mine, I'd kick his fucking head in for him!" "Is that all you can do, eh?" "Stand there swearing at the top of your voice?" " Nah." " Hey, no wonder the kid's off the rails." "You're determined it's my fault, aren't you?" "Picking a fight, are you?" "Eh?" " Eh?" " No, no, no." "I'm not looking for trouble, son." " I'm 66, man." " Aye, you're shitting yourself now, aren't you?" "Your fucking big mouth's got you into trouble, hasn't it?" "What are you gonna do now, eh?" "Say you're sorry." "Go on!" "Say you're sorry." " Sorry." " Let him go, Steve." "Leave him." " He's only an old man." " Fuck off, you!" "That's not good enough." "Lick my feet." " Go on, lick my feet!" "Go on!" " Get the bloody thing off me!" " Don't you kick my dog!" "Seize him!" "Aarghh!" "Riot is a serious offence." "Bail is only granted, therefore, under the following conditions." "The accused, Toby and Barry Roddy, will not visit any premises or place for any purpose in connection with the current dispute other than peacefully to picket at the usual place of employment." " Your Worships, with respect..." " Please, bear with me, Mrs Cox." "I haven't finished yet." " Am I boring you, Mrs Cox?" "Not at all, Your Worship." "The bench takes a very serious view of yesterday's disturbances, and we are determined there will be no repetition of it." "Therefore, the accused must not leave their homes at all between the hours of 1pm and 9am." "Your Worships, with respect once more, you are putting my clients, the Roddy brothers, under house arrest." "Those are the conditions." "Your Worships, I look at their injuries, in particular the injuries caused after arrest by the use of so-called plastic handcuffs, which they were forced to wear for most of the night, causing them great pain." "I wonder if the bench has anything to say about that." "Mrs Cox, we won't allow this court to be used for another of your tedious attacks on the police." "This isn't a political platform." "It's a courtroom." "Thank you." "Thank you." "You know when you used to get these people- lefties, like- shouting their mouths off on the telly or owt about "the cops pick on the blacks" or "the cops pick on the Irish... or the youths in inner cities..."" "I used to think to myself, "that's crap." "I mean, the police might be a bit rough, but they enforce the law, like."" "Yeah, well, I've changed my mind now." "They can do what they like, that's the truth." "You know, it's got nowt to do with law." "It's Thatcher's instructions." "They can do owt they like now." "I'll never trust the police again." "Nor will anybody else in this village." "What will they get for riot, Mary?" "You can get almost anything." "You can get life, in fact." "You want me to excuse you duties on the strike?" "Sir." "OK, fine." "You can go on motorway duties." "Sir." "Not a way to enhance your career prospects, though." "Sir." "Your mother has a professional interest in recent events, I hear." "Well, you'd better be very careful, Cox." "I hope your loyalties are not divided." "Riot's a steep offence, sir." "And I can't help wondering is it just a coincidence that the two men facing the charges are the strikers' leaders." "That's one way of looking at it." "Another way to ask the question is is it just a coincidence that the two ringleaders of the picketing were in the thick of the violence?" "In my opinion, if the Roddy brothers are guilty of riot, then so are we." "I saw the older one." "All he did was run into the street and get a stick across his face." "Well, there are two lads from the Met who saw him kicking a policeman." "Well, that's not true, sir." "I-In my opinion." "Well, you are entitled to your opinion." "But keep it to yourself." "That is not advice, by the way." "Understand?" "Do you understand?" "Yes, sir." "Off you go." "Felix." "It's Eddie." "Can't leave you alone for five minutes, can I?" "Eh?" "You daft thing." "He'll be all right, Eddie." "Couple of days." "I'm away." "I'll...see you later." "Nicky?" "I've let him down so often." "So often." "He's gonna be here for a while." "Your mam can't manage those stairs." "Shall I get her sorted out in a bungalow?" "The working miners must not be left to the mercy of a bunch of the most ruthless and violent bullies." "Mr Eddie Wells." "Is the Minister not aware that it's an open secret that her department and this government have actively worked to prevent a negotiated settlement of this dispute?" "And is she further aware, as I am, cos I've seen it recently with my own eyes... that the bunch of violent bullies are not the pitmen but the police?" "Miss Seabrook." "No, Mr Speaker, I am aware of no such things." "Shame!" "Shame!" "Mr Wells." "Shame!" "The Minister's telling lies." " Rubbish!" "Rubbish!" " Order!" "The Honourable Member knows perfectly well we do not use that word." " Hear, hear!" " He must withdraw it." " Withdraw!" "Withdraw!" " Rephrase the remark." " Order!" "I will ask the Honourable Member to withdraw the remark or withdraw from this house." "No, no, no, no!" "The Minister knows..." "If the morons on the benches opposite would shut up a minute!" "Shut up, you fools!" "No, I won't withdraw it." "A lie is a lie!" "And she's telling lies!" "Order!" "The Honourable Member will withdraw from this house." " Anthony." " I thought you might like a drink." "Or maybe a pizza or something." "I'll buy it." "Lovely." "I'd love to." "Can I have five minutes?" "Yeah." " Bernie doing OK at Oxford?" " Oh, she's having a whale of a time." "I think there's a romance as well, reading between the lines." "Larry, his name is." " How's Nicky?" " Oh, he's fine." "He's at his mum and dad's." "You're more or less shacked up with him now, aren't you?" "Can I tell you something?" "I love Nicky very, very much and I think that should be enough for you." "Mm?" "Well, good." "What did you really come for, Anthony?" "Have the Roddy brothers got a trial date yet?" " Next week." " What'll happen to them?" "Don't know." "I've got them a great barrister." "But the defence witnesses are all villagers." "The prosecution witnesses are all policemen." "You know who juries tend to believe." "Is that why you've come?" "Because you saw what happened to the Roddy brothers?" "Barry Roddy was in the thick of it." "I know that." "It'll be hard to keep him out of prison." "What about Toby?" "W-What about Nicky?" "Did he not see what happened?" "No." "I've got no believable witnesses who saw what happened to Toby." "If I had, there's no way a charge of riot would stand up in court." "He's facing a long sentence, Anthony." "The pitmen weren't exactly angels, I can tell you, but... ..bloody hell, Mother." "Some of our lot..." "I mean..." "I battered people." "You're in a panic." "There's bricks coming at you, boots, fists." "You lash out to protect yourself but..." "Some of the stuff I saw." "You saw the police make an unprovoked attack on Toby, didn't you?" "What's particularly believable about the solicitor's son giving evidence to the defence?" "One of my partners would have to take over the case." "Got it all figured out, eh?" "Anthony..." "I do realise what this might involve for you." "I don't think you do, actually!" "Even Harry won't talk to us any more." "There is nothing else I want to do with my life, Mam." "This is what I want." "I love it." " Where are we going?" " We're home, man, Felix." " You're home." " We don't live here." " Felix, man, this is the new bungalow." " Bungalow?" "A bungalow the council give we." "I told you I'd moved." "Oh, aye." "Is the toilet upstairs?" " Oh, you haven't changed!" "I'll bet those nurses are glad to see the back of you and your daft patter." " What's he doing?" " He's just sitting on the bed." "They said he'd probably go on having depressions for a long time." "Don't worry." "Are you gonna unpack your bag, pet?" "Aye, aye, aye." "I will." " Whereabouts?" " In the bedroom, man." "Just in there." "Oh, aye." " Cheers." " Cheers." "How's the wife?" "Elaine is very well, thank you." "She sends her love." "I'll say thank you and the same to you, shall I?" "Aye, if you like." "What do you want, anyway?" "I don't want anything." "Your ma told us you were browned off, that's all." "Did she?" "Do you not think it would be clever just to play the game?" "What game?" " Oh, come on, man!" " How do you know about this?" " What's my mam been saying?" " It wasn't your mam." "I pick up a lot of information." " I mix with people." " What people?" "On the square, man." "What, the funny handshakes brigade?" "Are your trousers rolled up at the minute?" "Plenty of your crowd know the value of it." "You don't want to be driving sandwiches up and down the A1 all your life, do you?" "Hey, look, cut it out, OK?" "Wise up if you want to get on in life." "That's all I'm saying." "Do you want some crisps?" "Now I know why they call it the mafia of the mediocre." "That's the right place for you, Dad." "Thanks." "For what?" "For helping us make my mind up." "Shit." " What time do you make it, Nicky?" " About half eleven." " Sorry I'm late." " It's OK." "We appreciate you coming." "Aye, we do appreciate it." "See that one, the one that's laughing." " That's the one who took your film." " They're offering a deal." "They were waiting to see if our witness turned up." "They're offering to reduce the charge against Toby to affray, if you'll plead to it." " What about Barry?" " Nothing." "They know our witness can't do Barry any good." " Tell them to stuff it." " Toby, man." "You must accept, Toby, it gives us a very good chance of keeping you out of prison." "By God, I had no idea it was like this." "I thought this was supposed to be justice, fair and square." "So that's it - pleading guilty to something I never did." " I've got a criminal record, eh?" " Yeah." " OK." " You won't need me, then." " Thank you." " It's a pleasure." "It was the least I could do." " Crown versus Toby and Barry Roddy." " That's us, lads." "I think what you did was fantastic." "I admire you." "Thanks." "Thanks, Nicky." "Striking miners Toby and Barry Roddy were found guilty today for the disturbances at Hibbinton Colliery." "Barry Roddy was convicted of riot and was sentenced to four years imprisonment and Toby Roddy pleaded guilty to affray, for a 12-month suspended sentence." "Deputy Leader of the Council, Mary Cox, was at the court." "This is a sad day for Toby and Barry Roddy and a sad day for British justice." " I am personally horrified..." " Our Nicky told me they were innocent." " What we're witnessing here..." " There's Nicky." "Look, our Nicky!" "Look!" "Behind Mary!" "These disgraceful sentences are not the end of the story by any means." "Are you ready for your tea now?" "..civil courts for harassment, assault and criminal damages." "My colleagues and I will continue to support the Roddys and any other villagers" " who want to pursue legal cases." " How will you do that?" "By continuing to ask questions which haven't yet been answered about the events of that day." "Who had actual operational command of the police?" "We are told by witnesses that a Metropolitan Police Officer was solely giving the orders." "Is this acceptable?" "And who was it who thought it necessary to lay siege to the entire community?" " What do you mean by lay siege?" " Felix?" "Do you want your bustas dipped in the gravy or not?" " The events of that day in Hibbinton..." " Felix?" "Seen my dad, pet?" "After three, then?" "One, two, three." "Will you marry me?" " Say yes." " Yes." "Yes." " Good riddance to 1984." " Good riddance." " Absent friends." " Absent friends." "To the rest of our lives together." "The rest of our lives together." 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