Incendiary Page #4

It's mayhem.

(Man) Keep people away from the area!

(Shouting and screaming)

- Oi!

- My boy's in there. He's four.

It's not safe.

Move back behind the barriers.

(Explosion)

(Shouting)

Excuse me.

Have you seen a little boy? He's four.

Excuse me. Did you see a little boy?

Lenny!

- Baby, where are you? Excuse...

- You're going the wrong way, love.

- Let's get you out of here.

- No!

(Helicopters overhead)

(Indistinct radio conversation)

(Shouting)

(Sobbing)

Aargh!

Come on. Come on!

(Boy) Daddy! Daddy!

Please... Please, God!

Please, God! Please...

(Screaming)

(Boy) Daddy! Daddy!

(Groans)

(Creaking)

(Pulsating beep)

(TV) 'The death toll as a result of

the May Day bombing has risen to 920.

'But police estimate there will be more.

'Forensic experts believe

that six suicide bombers

'were responsible for the attack.

'Three in the grounds

'and three in service vehicles

'parked near the stadium perimeter.'

(Bell tolling)

(Beeping)

(Boy) 'Mummy! I'm running.

I'm running really fast! '

(Waves crashing)

(Laughing)

(Bell tolling)

'The investigation is making progress.

'But I would still urge communities

'to give us the names we need.

'Not because of race or religion,

'but because at base we are all humans

'and we understand human cost.

'And make no mistake, we have already

collected 2,500 CCTV tapes.'

(Mixed voices on TV and radio)

'This has angered community leaders,

'anxious that young Muslim men will

become the main target of searches.'

(TV) 'It's an echo of the London

skyline from another time.

'During the blitz of World War II,

'when barrage balloons

floated over London

'to protect the nation

from enemy aircraft.'

'We can now bring you live pictures

'of an extraordinary ceremony

'taking place in London.

'1,000 balloons launched

over the capital in memory

'of the victims

of the May Day terror attacks.

'Many of the victims' relatives are

there to see the balloons' release.

'So, too, is the Prime Minister.

'Each one carries an image

of one of those who died.

'They're calling it

the cemetery in the sky.

(Wind howling)

Hello.

Oh, God.

- No, don't touch!

- Oh, sorry. I'm sorry, OK. OK...

(Gasping)

I... I didn't know if I should come.

Is someone looking after you?

Someone from your family?

Your mum, your sister or something?

Probably think it's peculiar, don't you?

Bet you thought, "She's an East End girl,

bound to have a gran and a mum

all rallying around saying, "You'll get

over it. How about a nice cup of rosie?"

A bit unfair.

It's unfair my boy's got

a slapper for his mum.

(Bells toll in the distance)

Why wasn't it you who died?

I came because I...

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