Day 1,000
of the siege of Seattle.
The Muslim community
demands an end
to the Army's occupation of mosques.
The Homeland Security bill is ratified.
After eight years,
British borders will remain closed.
The deportation of illegal immigrants
will continue.
Good morning. Our lead story.
The world was stunned today
by the death of Diego Ricardo,
the youngest person on the planet.
Baby Diego was stabbed outside a bar
in Buenos Aires
after refusing to sign an autograph.
Witnesses at the scene say...
Excuse me.
...that Diego spat in the face of a fan
who asked for an autograph.
He was killed in the ensuing brawl.
The fan was later beaten to death...
Coffee, please. Black.
...by the angry crowd.
Born in 2009,
the son of Marcello and Sylvia Ricardo,
a working-class couple from Mendoza,
he struggled all his life
with the celebrity status
thrust upon him
as the world's youngest person.
Diego Ricardo,
the youngest person on the planet
was 18 years, 4 months,
20 days, 16 hours and 8 minutes old.
Throughout his life,
Diego Ricardo was a tragic reminder
of the 18 years of infertility
that humanity has endured
and its effect upon the world we now live in.
It seems that the mantle of the world's
youngest human has passed to a woman.
She is 18 years, 5 months and 11 days old.
- Faron.
- Mr. Griffiths.
I seem to be more affected
by Baby Diego's death than I realized, sir.
If you wouldn't mind, I'd appreciate it
if I could finish my day's work at home.
...generation needs
to reject family and society.
- He's my dentist.
- She's my house cleaner.
- He's the waiter.
- She's my cousin.
They are illegal immigrants.
To hire, feed or shelter
illegal immigrants is a crime.
It's your life.
It's your choice.
Hey, amigo!
Jasper!
Good to see you. Come on.
You know who did it?
Islamic? Fishes? Fuck knows.
I'll bet it was the government.
Every time one of our politicians
is in trouble, a bomb explodes.
It's the second time in a month.
- You okay?
- It was horrible.
I'm glad you don't take
cream or sugar, amigo.
Losing you and Baby Diego
on the same day would be too hard to bear.
Well, that was even worse,
everybody crying.
I mean, Baby Diego, come on.
That guy was a wanker.
Yeah, but he was the youngest wanker
on Earth.
Pull my finger. Quick, quick!
Jasper...
Fucking hell! That's disgusting!
Illegal immigrants. Taking them to Bexhill.
Poor fugees.
After escaping the worst atrocities
and finally making it to England,
our government hunts them down
like cockroaches.
- Any girls?
- No.
What about the one we had lunch with?
Lauren?
Lorna. That was ages ago.
- I liked her. What happened?
- She decided to renounce.
Renouncers? Are those the ones
that kneel down for a month for salvation?
No. They're the Repenters.
The Renouncers flagellate themselves
for the forgiveness of humanity.
Oh, right.
Dating ain't what it used to be, is it, amigo?
- What'd you do on your birthday?
- Nothing.
Come on. You must've done something.
No. Same as every other day.
Woke up, felt like shit,
went to work, felt like shit.
That's called a hangover, amigo.
At least with a hangover, I feel something.
Honestly, Jasper, sometimes...
You could always come and live with us.
Yeah, but if I did that,
I wouldn't have anything to look forward to.
Look who it is. It's Theo.
- Hey, Janice, how you doing?
- It's Theo.
Your rebel with a lost cause.
She loves this color.
Don't you, darling? You love it.
"Is there a chance it will not work for me?
"There have been no cases
of anyone surviving
"who has taken the preparation."
Daddy government hands out suicide kits
and anti-