Guerrilla (2017) s01e02 Episode Script

1 - What's your name? - Marcus Hill.
- What do you do? - I teach English.
I'd be very interested in a placement in university education.
(PENCE) Julian, yeah? - Go! - (Whistle blows) - He's the one planning this rally? - No, we never (MARCUS) They swing oppression like a club and they call it the law.
Jobs first, man.
Jobs first.
(JAS) Marcus wants to do things.
I have to be with someone who wants to do things.
(DHARI) The whole Civil Rights scene's been a failure.
You think you're free but you're not.
This shit's war.
- I'll see you soon, Peter.
- (JAS) Whatever happens next, it starts with getting Dhari out of prison.
(PAUL) Brian? (Hyperventilating) You two, you dig where you're at now, right? No going back on nothing 'cause all your other shit is gone.
You're soldiers now.
ASSAGAI: I'll Wait For You Well, I hear 'em say that you will be a star Wear diamond rings and drive a fancy car The world will see (Music continues) The world will see your name in lights Look at these.
You know these people.
- (Music stops) - Somebody here knows 'em.
Who's seen 'em? Which one of you has seen 'em? They're somewhere, we know they are.
And they're getting help with food, money.
Somebody knows.
Somebody's gonna talk.
Him, take that one.
- That one over there.
- (OFFICER) Come on, get up.
- This one.
- Get up.
No, please What?! Take this one.
(OFFICER) Come on.
- You're coming with me.
- Get off me! - Leave him alone, man! - Leave him alone! (Commotion) - Stop struggling! - I ain't going nowhere! Argh! Leave him alone, man! (TREVOR) Fucking pigs! Sit down.
Sit down.
Sit down.
(TREVOR) Fucking pigs, man.
I hate those pigs, man.
(Disgruntled chatter) (Paper scrunches) (TV NEWS PRESENTER) This is Thames from London.
Trade unions yesterday failed to reach an interim agreement that would allow workers to stay on the job as new contracts are negotiated.
More news about the recent gun attack at a Central London hospital.
We now know that it was a staff nurse and her boyfriend who burst into the hospital wielding arms in an attempt to free a convict who was being treated there.
They took multiple hostages, one of whom was caught in the crossfire.
The victim of the shooting, ambulance driver Paul Rodgers, spoke for the first time about the ordeal in which he suddenly found himself caught up.
(PAUL) I heard the gunfire.
And I felt something hit my chest, and I knew right away I'd been shot.
And uh And I thought, "This is it.
" I thought I I was dead.
(PRESENTER) Meanwhile, police raids continue across London (Entry bell rings) (PRESENTER) convict and the accomplices who orchestrated the brazen getaway more than three weeks ago.
Members of Rhodesia's diplomatic mission arrived in London today in an effort to gain parliament's support, as Rhodesia's ruling white government continues its civil war against African nationalists.
(They converse in German) What do you want? We're uh we're fellow soldiers.
We come to you as comrades - against the forces of oppression.
- I don't need the speech.
What do you want? We're establishing a cell.
We need support.
Logistical? Material? - Financial.
- For? Well, to uh carry out retaliatory actions against high-profile targets What specifically are you trying to accomplish? End the war in Vietnam? The occupation in Northern Ireland? No, we want to um reform the government, stop the Immigration Act.
We want the police to be held accountable.
And you think that two of you can do that? (Stammers) Do you know who this is? Um Can I Can I have my bag? Klaus.
Thanks.
Uh Have you um have you read his book? See, the government didn't want that published.
They didn't want the people to know his name or hear his voice.
That's how powerful those words are.
See, every day Dhari walks free, it's a demonstration of the powerlessness of the system.
We need to build on our first action with continued symbolic attacks.
We can't help you.
No, we want the same things you want - an end to oppression, power to the people.
No, what you want is equal representation within a capitalist state.
Your philosophy isn't Marxist-Leninist.
If you want support from the self-determinists, go to the PLO or the PFLP.
No, no, they wouldn't help us.
We're anti-Zionist, but we're not anti-Semitic.
The IRA.
Those Fenian bastards is racist.
- The Angry Brigade.
- No, they're just anarchists.
Beggars and choosers.
Money doesn't come easily.
We're funded by Cuba, Cuba by Moscow.
We're all just dogs, fed scraps in exchange for keeping our masters happy.
Look, sorry.
Sorry.
We're being hunted by police.
We uh We need money.
We need support.
Please, we need your help.
Please.
(Rifling through book) We're not looking to open a front in Britain.
(Sighs) However, we all benefit from destabilization.
We would consider compensating you for propagande par Le fait.
Do that and we can discuss aid.
(KLAUS) Let's go.
(Knocking) (Knocking) (LEROY) What'd they say? What? They'll give us money if we take direct action in support of their movement.
What action? I don't know.
How much money? When do we get paid? Oh, okay.
Oh, so nothing, huh? Just like all the others? No support, no money - nothing.
What the hell, man? What the hell you all doing? Not my action.
These two are in charge.
Hey, we need money, Jack.
Okay? We need food.
I need to pay rent.
Look, it takes time to build a movement.
Over three weeks, man.
Three weeks! There ain't no movement.
Nothing out there but a bunch of scared Negroes itching to turn you in to the police.
Man, you all getting too damn hot.
I can't keep you here no more.
- Where are you going? - (Door opening) - Where is he going? - How the hell would I know? - He's gonna turn us in.
- Girl, he ain't gonna do shit.
I don't trust him.
What, you got somebody else to trust? Look, what the Germans told me When we form a cell, if we take an action, they'd consider giving us support.
We've been here nearly a month.
Three weeks.
It hasn't been that long.
Not for you.
You've been outside.
I've been stuck here while you go cap in hand to people who don't care a thing about us.
They don't know us.
We've written no communiques, no manifestos.
Once I do that Once you dazzle them with your brilliant mind and fancy words? It's not Peru.
This isn't a peasant revolt.
Words matter.
That's how we build support.
And in the meantime? - We have friends.
- We can't go to them.
We can trust them.
We can trust them as much as we can trust this one.
We can't go to our friends.
They're being watched.
It's just us right now.
That's it.
Jas, we got Dhari out of prison.
That's not "nothing.
" We stay the course.
Just a little more time, that's all we need.
I'll find a way for us to prove ourselves.
We do that, then we can really take action.
(Jas sighs) What do you really expect in three weeks? Something.
(Chattering and typing) John, the statement from the No, no, no, no.
It's not in the file.
It's not in the file.
This one Hey, will you listen to me? (Phone ringing) (PENCE) "16 suspects questioned in the last three days alone, ten who are known to have radical affiliations.
Of the ten, nine did not have, or would not admit to having, any knowledge of the fugitives.
The final suspect admitted familiarity, but refused to comment beyond a single statement.
" (ACKERLEY) What statement? "Go fuck yourselves.
" "We continue to identify informants who we feel might be likely to" A black, a Paki and a convict? It's like a bar joke, except they're the ones having a laugh.
A whole division dedicated to surveying black extremists, and you can't find this bunch? You're making them into folk heroes.
A thug and a couple of lovebirds on a misadventure is all.
Three weeks ago, you'd be hard-pressed to find one of these, except at the back of a militant bookstore.
Barely a month, and it's in every black coffee house, and the white liberals are quoting it at cocktail parties.
And every day they go unapprehended, you give them stature.
Figure something out.
Figure it out quick.
(PENCE) Sir.
(Typewriter keys clacking) (MANAGER) Miss McCrae? (PENCE) Where are they? Have you talked to them? Have they tried to make contact? Where are they? Have you talked to them? How many times are you gonna do this? Have they tried to make contact? Are you doing it on purpose? Come to my work, take me out of my job so everyone thinks I'm a terrorist? Is that what your friends are? Are they terrorists? This one.
You know his story, huh? Petty thug.
Stabbed a man over a few pounds.
Your girlfriend, she fell close to the tree.
Her father's a communist guerrilla holed up in an Indian prison for murdering soldiers.
Is this really the kind of filth you want to get dragged down with? Where are they? Have you talked to them? Have they tried to make contact? You're going to tell us sooner or later however we've got to do it.
Pence.
(Buzz of chatter) Take her back.
- Don't you want to have - Get her out of here.
Come on.
(CULLEN) You alright? It's this block, yeah? Yes.
(Handbrake on) (Engine off) Do you need me to walk you in? It's alright, it's my brother.
If you know things you should tell them to Pence.
He can be He can be rough.
I'm not telling you that to scare you, I'm telling you to tell you.
You shouldn't push him.
You shouldn't have killed my boyfriend.
(Engine starts) - Who was that? - No one.
That's not no one.
What's he about? Please, not now.
(OMEGA) We're living in an age of fear.
Protests, counter protests, police brutality in the open.
There's strife, but there are also considerations to be made.
Dhari getting busted out of prison.
He'll be rounded up in a week.
(Scoffs) That's what they said about Eldridge Cleaver.
And now he's sitting on a throne in Algeria.
Dhari's become the embodiment of the cause.
He stabbed a man in a robbery.
You can't embody a cause if you haven't got one.
I agree.
I agree.
But his is the name on everyone's lips.
And there needs to be an alternative.
Omega, you sound like you're writing your own job description.
Why don't you do it? Because I scare the shit out of white people and have no intention of doing otherwise.
Yeah, and I have no intention of getting into politics.
This isn't about politics.
This is about influence, and you can't tell me you don't enjoy being influential.
Now, somebody's gonna take control of all this - the establishment, the radicals - or brothers like yourself.
The art-school Nigerians that the liberals find so curious.
You need to work on your sales pitch.
Come on, man.
You know, it's a few fundraisers cocktail parties.
A little bit of time in front of the camera.
The subjects I would be speaking to? Down with radicals, up with elevated blacks.
I know your history with Jas.
And maybe that is what's stopping you from being practical.
I'm my own man.
Well, you can either drive the narrative or you can get dragged along by it.
And I am telling you, if someone doesn't fill this void quick .
.
your ex is going to get us all dragged along.
(Airplane engine roars overhead) Savi.
(KENT) Have you heard from Jas at all? The situation's getting a little uh .
.
volatile, you know? She's not making things better.
There are people asking me to speak on what she's doing.
Protect yourself, you mean? No.
No, there'll be consequences.
I just don't want your daughter to get hurt.
Marcus has taken advantage of her.
- You know, Jas, she's - She's passionate.
No, she feels guilty.
You know, she can't see past the shadow of her father.
Yeah? He's taken that guilt and pointed it in the wrong direction.
(SAVI) And Jas did something desperate.
(KENT) Yes.
And now everyone's talking about her and talking about her cause.
I'm just trying to help.
Her life isn't yours to save.
She's true to nature.
Which is more than you can say for yourself, Kentoroabasi.
That's your name, isn't it? Not Kent, that anglicized bit of fiction you created for yourself.
Kentoroabasi's just a bit too long for formal documents.
A little bit too long, a little bit too African.
That's why you and Jas wouldn't work - you want to be an Englishman.
My daughter knows she has a right to be British, and that's a right she'll fight for.
They'll kill her, Savi.
Is that so hard for you to understand - that some things are worth your life? You shouldn't have come.
The police will be watching you now.
(TV) promised a full inquiry into the situation and is expected to form a committee within the month.
Today marks the first day of a London visit by Rhodesian diplomats who are expected to be residing for the next week at Rhodesia House.
The purpose of their trip is a meeting with the controversial Conservative Monday Club - vocal supporters of the Immigration Act.
The Mission is seeking support in their fight against the ZANLA and ZANU - Maoist radicals who have been engaged in an ongoing war with the white ruling government.
Group leaders Herbert (DHARI) Leroy's got something for us - an action.
- What action? - (LEROY) Brace yourself.
- What action? - Go on, have some.
(DHARI) There's Some Rassclaats that need attending.
They've been carving out territory, started doing some business with some white boys, moving their heroin up and down the block.
Just messing up brothers and sisters.
You know how I feel about that shit.
(MARCUS) So, we're to do what? Go get 'em, shut 'em down.
That's got nothing to do with us.
(LEROY) Nothing to do with you.
I see three brothers here so it's got something to do with us.
(MARCUS) We can't get involved in someone else's row over drugs.
What we do has to be about ideals.
White boys using blacks to sell their shit, then take our dosh.
Some pig gets to stoving your friend's head in and you want to burn down parliament, but council blacks get used and you don't want to do nothing about the situation? (LEROY) Used to go correct niggers all the time back in Newark.
Is that why you're not there any more? You know, I killed a pig during Revolution '67.
What the fuck did you ever do? Hey, this doesn't help us.
(DHARI) We need money.
What do you wanna do, rob a bank? I can tell you right now, that ain't gonna end good.
Now, what we got here is some punk-ass dealers sitting on heroin who ain't gonna say shit to the police 'cause the police don't care.
What happens to the drugs after? They get sent across town, sold to some minted twits.
White man sends that shit down here to pollute our children, we move it on back to them.
You do all this talk about worldwide revolution.
This is some real action right here, up the block, where it matters.
Are you down or not? (LEROY) Forget this fool.
Let him go back and suck some German dick.
Let him do that.
(Sighs) - Okay, stay here.
- No, I'm going.
- No, you're not.
- Marcus, just stick with your plan.
We'll find a sponsor Look, an hour ago, you said it wouldn't work.
- I was wrong, I admit it.
- Look, this isn't about you.
And this isn't about the cause.
You don't know what they're getting you into.
Look, stay here.
I'll be back.
(Door closes) (Heavy thud) (Lock smashes) (Dog barks in distance) - Who's that? - A friend.
Hey.
You need to wear your rough-boy face.
(Music blares) Yo, Reg? It's Chris, man.
Open up.
- (REG) Chris? - Yeah, open up.
(Door unlocking) (Blows continue) Who else? Who else? RICHIE HAVENS: Indian Rope Man Look.
Go look.
The eight day mill it might grind slow But it grinds fine - (Gasps) - Indian rope man While looking on Come on.
heavenly born Retired layman looks at the sun It's alright.
Come on.
Kiss him quick, he has to part Part, yeah, yeah Indian rope man sees the time Anybody else? You know why I'm here? Do you know? What the fuck you doing, huh? (Blade clicks) What was you gonna do with that? Nothing.
Nothing.
He was gonna cut you.
What do you think about that? Oh, I say it's bullshit.
He tried to slit your throat.
- No, I-I didn't.
No.
- He tried to kill you.
He's lying, man.
I Are you gonna let this nig-nog get away with it? I was just I was just joking.
Please, man.
It's nothing.
(Mutters) (Music volume increases) Please! No, wait.
Just Please don't! Please don't! Please don't do me! Please! Please! (Screams) (Banging on wall) (NEIGHBOR) Turn it off! Turn that shit off! (CULLEN) "Law is never impartial.
The code of law is the code of the dominant and most powerful class, made into laws for everyone.
It is implemented by establishing armed organs that are obliged to enforce the prevailing class structure.
By such construction, law is, by its nature, subjective and not objective.
" It's well-written.
It's gibberish.
I'm just trying to understand them.
Understand what? - I'm not saying I agree - No.
What's to understand? They talk about the prevailing class structure, and that.
When I was a boy the signs on the shops said, "No blacks, no Irish, no dogs.
" That's where we were.
Better than the blacks, but not as good as the dogs.
It was my pa who used to get his ass kicked just for being a ginger.
My mum who had to dodge hands when she was serving pints at the local hooligans' pub.
No "fair" nothing for them.
What I understand I understand feeling like the whole system's rigged on you.
(Scoffs) And did your mum ever bust someone from prison? (Sighs) Did your dad ever shoot someone to get what he thought was coming to him? (Sighs) My father his land was God's Country.
You asked me the parts I understood.
Darkest Africa in Fairest Mood.
When my father's father settled in Rhodesia, it was dead wilderness - nothing.
A handful of natives living primitive, living wretched.
1900s, they didn't even have the wheel yet.
That's how backward they were.
The settlers, they gave them a decent life, taught them farming.
Raised the blacks up from being savages to working the land.
They didn't want for a thing.
That's a fact.
But all they had, it wasn't enough.
(Scoffs) They started wailing.
Christ, when the black man begins to wail The Brits and the Americans, they called the government "oppressors", no matter the shit they put on their own coloreds.
The Soviets and the Chinese, they gave the blacks guns, started filling their heads with all this talk about revolution.
And now the government's cut off.
The Commies fight like cowards in the bush, and the good blacks, the ones who appreciated what they had, they're the losers.
Left sticking their hand out for food when they could have been growing it on a farm.
(Phone rings) That's what I understand.
That's what's coming here.
(OFFICER) Pence.
Not peace and freedom, not Kumbaya.
Just blacks killing whites because we have, and they don't.
(OFFICER) Pence! Pence.
Yeah, I'm coming over.
Where are you going? Oi.
Are you alright? (Jazz trumpeter playing) - Worked out alright, then? - Yeah.
Not too much trouble? We had to pay off someone to help us out.
(BAILEY) Well, that's coming out of our pocket.
I told Leroy that the fee's flat.
How you have to sort it out between yourselves has got nothing to do with me.
(BAILEY) Hey.
Relax.
People in here don't see things.
- Are you hungry? - I could eat.
You're becoming quite a celebrity.
Can't pick up a paper or turn on the television without hearing your name.
All this running around playing at being radicals is a mug's game.
If you want to start getting serious about things come find me.
You tortured that boy.
You should eat something.
You're gonna get light-headed.
They were children! They're in need of better parenting, aren't they? Man, you just don't get it, do you? Maybe his revolution's only for the bougie blacks, the rest don't count.
I'm just doing for you what you did for me.
Let's go.
No need to be here any more than we have to.
- What's he on? - Nothing I'd know about.
He was like that when he came in.
I wouldn't serve him.
I thought he might dry out, but just keeps getting worse.
(Pence grunts) (Clock ticking) (EMILY) You coddle him.
You do.
To begin with, you're never around, and when you are you're sentimental.
You look at him, you see our baby, our little boy.
He hasn't been our little boy in ages.
I don't even recognize him.
But he's going to get fixed.
With or without your help I'm going to get him fixed.
(Footsteps approaching) (Door opening) Marcus, what happened? Your man earned it, acted like a soldier.
- Marcus, what happened? - He was fearless.
We can pay the rent, get some food.
Shit, man, I could go for some beer.
- Don't waste the money.
- We can get more.
Or we can save what we have, buy what we need, nothing else.
Man, who's the one giving orders, huh? I'm tired of hearing lip from everybody.
You all need to figure some shit out, man.
Marcus, what happened? You wanted me to do something.
I did.
(Sighs) (Ringing tone) (Ringing continues) (Beeping) - (KENT) Hello? - (Coin drops in slot) Hello? Jas? Say something.
If you called me, you you want to talk.
Just tell me where - anywhere.
Jas, and I'll come to you.
Regent's Park.
- Jas.
- Stay there.
- No, I'm alone.
- Not for me, for you.
Stay there.
We need money.
(Sighs) Jas, this this thing you're doing it's not a cause.
I know how you feel about your father.
I know you feel so guilty.
(Scoffs) That would be so convenient for you, if I was just some silly little girl with daddy problems.
I'm not working things out, I'm working for change.
There is no change, Jas.
You haven't changed anything.
The police are still out Just stop being shallow and scared and fight them! Kent, we're in a bad way, and if we don't get some money, it's going to get worse.
If you really believe that, then turn this around, Jas.
We just we need to buy ourselves some time.
And then what? I don't know.
We'll figure it out.
- I'm not giving you money.
- Oh, for fuck's sake! I need money! Please? - Jas - Kent We don't need to keep making the same mistakes, Jas.
We were both wrong.
And now we can be different.
And what about Marcus? You have no idea what commitment really is, Kent.
Jas.
(Classical music playing faintly) (Distant laughter and chattering) (Voices talking inside) Help you? Can I help you? (Cries out) (Grunts) (SECURITY GUARD) Help! - (Gunshot) - Help me! (Music stops, room goes silent) (Gasps of shock) (Siren approaching) (Sighs) (KENT) This isn't who we are.
This is not what we're about.
(Flashbulbs pop) There's no one among us here who who supports oppression through racism.
Nor do we support random violence in the name of uh equality.
There has to be some accountability.
Those of us in the room will hold all sides responsible for their actions.
I know there will be those that say that we're looking to establish ourselves as black leaders.
If that's what's required, leadership, then that's what we'll be.
Leaders.