Harry Brown Page #2
No, I'm afraid not, Mr. Brown.
Mr. Attwell is dead.
Sergeant, could you get Mr. Brown
a glass of water, please?
What happened?
He was assaulted.
Late last night.
What? Where? Where, at home?
No. He was found
in the pedestrian walkway.
Thank you.
Did you find out who did it?
I'm afraid the investigation's
still in progress.
When did you last see him?
Yesterday afternoon, we...
We played...
We played chess in the Barge pub.
Was he distressed
No...Well, you know,
just about the kids on the estate.
Did he mention any names?
No. He never...
Just kids.
Hello.
Yeah, great, cheers.
Thanks, mate. Bye.
If there's anything you can help us with,
Mr. Brown, please get in touch.
Thank you.
to be with you?
Or I can send Social Services,
if you want?
No, no, no.
I don't need anybody.
I'll be all right.
OK.
We'll...We'll see ourselves out.
OK.
What a sh*t hole.
You wouldn't want to live round here
if you didn't have to, would ya?
Guv, normally we send uniform
to do the death-o-grams.
There's no need to do it yourself.
Ma'am, can I ask you a question,
and you can tell me
to mind me own business, but...
I heard that you requested
to be transferred here.
Cos most of the DI's would
give their right arm to be in fraud
do you know what I mean?
Sergeant Hicock,
if you refer to a notice of death
as a death-o-gram again
I'll have you reprimanded
before the Superintendent.
Police!
Come on, open the door,
we've got a warrant.
Jean, you know how this works,
open the door.
Don't make it more difficult
than it has to be.
- What's all this about?
- Where is he?
You're always f***ing picking on him!
Noel?
Noel! Sergeant Hicock.
Don't make me come up there!
Noel!
What's all the f***ing noise about?
Who's this, your new b*tch?
Noel Winters, I'm arresting you
on suspicion of murder...
I don't know what you're talking about!
Are you reading me my rights?
Think I don't know my f***ing rights?
I know them better than you do,
you muggy c*nt.
...may be given in evidence.
You get your f***ing hands off him!
He ain't done nothing.
Mum, give it a rest, will ya?
Sergeant Hicock, can I please
speak to my mum? She's upset.
Ma'am?
Yeah, go on then.
Call my uncle and tell him to
get my brief down the nick, all right?
Come on then, p*ssy'oles.
Watch my f***ing arm, c*nt.
You leave him alone.
This is harassment, this is.
About time, you nasty piece of sh*t.
Yeah, yeah,
yap, yap, you old slag!
Noel?
You never asked us that one question.
Yeah? What's that, then?
You didn't ask who you were
supposed to have killed.
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