Made In Britain

Synopsis: Trevor is a 16 year old, sometimes-violent skinhead with no regard for authority, and would rather spend his time stealing cars than sitting in the detention centre to which he is sent. His social worker, Harry Parker, tries to do his best, but Trevor is only interested when there's something that he can get out of it. The authorities within the centre try to make Trevor conform to the norms of society, but he takes no notice, and would rather speak in a torrent of four-letter words and racial abuse.
Genre: Crime, Drama
Director(s): Alan Clarke
  1 win.
76 min

Mr Shahnawaz saw Trevor throw

a brick through his lounge window.

Mr Shahnawaz was treated by his doctor

for a cut he received...

...but was later able to identify Trevor...

...when he was apprehended

and arrested by the police.

Trevor was charged at Ratman Street

police station at 9.45pm.

When asked if he had anything to say,

he made no reply.

Do you have any questions

on the facts, Mr Wyman?

- No questions.

- Thank you.

Were you aware that

Mr Shahwanaz had to be treated...

...for a wound you inflicted upon him?


Stand up!

You do not invite leniency, do you?


You were a constant truant at school -

a failure, it seems.

You've been in court on numerous

occasions for non-attendance.

You have been convicted of

taking and driving away...

...shoplifting, violent behaviour...

...and, in spite of your

undertakings to the court... have made no attempts

to secure yourself a job.

And now you've been accused

of stealing once again...

...and you've attacked a member of

the immigrant community...

...and caused damage to his property.

It's a long, depressing list.

Are you not ashamed of yourself?


You are currently under way to Hooper

Street Residential Assessment Centre.

"Residential" means the place

where you reside, live.

You will reside, live, at Hooper Street

for a period of six weeks...

...which means you'll probably end up

in there for about six months...

...while a team of experts - psychiatrists

and psychologists, team leaders...

...key workers - decide what

they think should be done with you.

That is called assessment.

Then you go back in front of His Nibs

for nicking the cassettes from Harrods...

...he reads the experts' reports,

and then sentences you to be hanged.

- You got that?

- What did I get for the cassettes?

You don't listen, do you?

You're all the bloody same!

Today was the brick

through the Paki's window.

They made a balls-up. You gotta go back

for the cassettes from Harrods.

That's when he'll decide

what to do with you!

- You're in a bad mood, Harry.

- You think you'll get away with it?

- What?

- What?

- Nicking from Harrods!

- Why not?

- Full of skinheads that day, was it?

- It was full of wogs.

How many other skinheads did you see?

It was full of wogs. Why not me?

- Wankers!

- You heard the man. No more chances.

- See him again and he'll put you away.

- Bollocks. I'll kick the door down.

- It's not worth it. They'll lock you up.

- They can't do that for not getting a job.

No? Try 'em and see.

You still gonna be

my social worker, Harry?

Yeah. I'm afraid so.

I'm off for the next two weeks,

so behave yourself!

- Off what?

- Work.

You going on holiday, Harry?

- That's right. Corfu.

- Where's that?

Just stay straight till I get back.

Put me in your filing cabinet.

I'll spend the next two weeks reading

all the cobblers you write about me!

- Peter, this is Trevor.

- Hello.

What can I do for you, Harry?

- Well, I brought Trevor.

- You mean, this Trevor?

Yeah. His case notes

will be round later in a lorry!

Have you brought Trevor for admission?

- We've just come from court!

- I know nothing about this.

- It's a telephone referral.

- When?

Four, five days ago.

Oh, er, yes... Wait there.

How'd you know I was coming

five days ago?

I didn't.

- I only went to court this morning.

- It's common procedure!

Come through, Harry, Trevor.

See if we can't sort this out.

Come on, bald-brain.

We'll find you a place,

even if we have to pay for it!

Harry, Trevor is

a telephone referral, is he?


Hello, Peter Clive.

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David Leland

David Leland (born 20 April 1947) is a film director, screenwriter and actor who came to international fame with his directorial debut Wish You Were Here in 1987. more…

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