dinner.
So they decide to ask him.
They say, "Well, why do you think
we can't make babies anymore?"
And he looks up at them,
and he's chewing on this great big wing,
and he says, "I haven't the faintest idea,"
he said.
"But this stork is quite tasty, isn't it?"
Eating a fucking stork.
Eating the stork.
Italia.
You okay, amigo?
Yeah. My ears are still ringing from earlier.
Well, a little Zen music
won't bother you, then, will it?
Good morning.
The time is 7:59 a.m.
British citizens, hold out
your I.D. cards.
All others, follow instructions.
What the fuck?
Move along! Move along!
This is him.
- Get your fucking head down!
- Walk!
- Get your fucking head down!
- Okay. Okay.
- Get in!
- Get him in! Get him in!
Get his fucking legs.
Go, go, go, go!
You are under the jurisdiction
of the Fishes.
The Fishes are at war
with the British government
until they recognize equal rights
for every immigrant in Britain.
We're not gonna hurt you.
We just want to talk.
But don't do anything stupid.
- Uncover him.
- It isn't safe.
Do it.
Hello, Theo.
It's me, Theo. It's Julian.
You scared the shit out of me.
I'm sorry about the theatrics,
but we had no choice.
The police have been
a pain in the ass lately.
How have you been?
Fantastic. Couldn't be better.
Cut the lights.
The police keep using
that old photo of you in the posters.
It doesn't do you justice.
What do the police know about justice?
What exactly is it you guys do, anyway?
The Fishes fight for equal rights
for every immigrant in Britain!
He knows what we do.
I know you almost blew me up
in a coffee shop yesterday.
My ears are still ringing.
- We don't bomb.
- That was the government.
That's what they do to spread the fear.
What about Liverpool?
After Liverpool,
we stopped bombing.
We started speaking to the people.
And they're joining us, Theo.
British people, too.
I don't talk politics.
- That's all you ever used to do.
- That was 20 years ago.
I'm a lot more successful now.
Come on, Theo. Walk with me.
- I don't think that's a good idea.
- Come on!
- You're smoking?
- Yeah. It's not working.
I heard about your mother. I'm sorry.
Were your parents in New York
when it happened?
- Yeah.
- Shit.
Yeah, well, that's the world we live in now,
isn't it?
Why am I here, Jules?
I need your help. I need transit papers.
Not for me. A girl, she's a fugee.
Need to get her to the coast,
past security checkpoints.
I haven't seen you for nearly 20 years
and you come asking me for transit papers?
- Can you do it?
- I don't see how.
You could ask your cousin.
The government finances his
Ark of the Arts. He has access to papers.
- Yeah, but he'd never do it.
- He would if you asked him.
I can't. It's too dangerous.
I can get you Ј5,000.
I know you need the money.
What are you talking about?
- I don't fucking need your money.
- Right. Sorry.
My mistake.
You know that ringing in your ears? That...
That's the sound of the ear cells dying.
Like their swan song.
Once it's gone,
you'll never hear that frequency again.
Enjoy it while it lasts.
This never fucking happened,
so don't go telling tales,
'cause we'll be watching you.
At work, when you sleep,
when you have a piss, we'll be watching.
All the fucking time.
Jeez, your breath stinks.
- No, it doesn't.
- Yes, it does.
It was Julian's idea bringing you here.
She put herself at great risk.
Now you know about the five grand
we can offer you.
So if you change your mind,
pin this to the notice board at Camden tube.
We'll do the rest.
Here you are. Bus fare.
Earthquakes! Pollution!
Disease and famine!
Our sins have encouraged God's wrath!
And in his anger he has taken away
his most precious gift to us!
Mr. Faron, the minister is expecting you.
This way, sir.
I'm afraid this is a non-smoking facility.
You got something in your teeth.
If you'll excuse me.