14. EXT.NIGHT.GRASS VERGE- SALVATION HOUSE.
FLY BOY is motionless face down on the grass embankment directly beneath his room, grasping the BROWN PAPER BAG. ELIJAH moves close kneeling beside him checking his pulse.
CLEM, MUSTAFA, DOC and DEWI approach gathering around, looking on as ELIJAH takes the walkie talkie from his belt.
ELIJAH
(On walkie talkie)
Night security this Elijah, we need an
ambulance A.S.A.P. I repeat A.S.A.P
15. INT. NIGHT. RECEPTION AREA SALAVTION HOUSE
The blue flashing lights from the ambulance reflect through the doors and windows; they disappear and are replaced by the sound of the ambulance siren that fades into the distance.
ELIJAH stands watching; by his side is a POLICE OFFICER
POLICE OFFICER
(Yorkshire accent)
I’ll need to take a statement from yourself
and any other potential witness.
ELIJAH
Of course officer, some of the residents
are in the television room waiting for you.
The POLICE OFFICER notices the Tuba
ELIJAH
I’ll ensure that you receive
full cooperation of each and POLICE OFFICER
everyone of the resi… Wow! Is that a tuba!
16. INT. NIGHT. TELEVISION ROOM
BAG ED still dressed in his t-shirt, boxer shorts and woolly socks, coheres with the purple and blue track suited, luminous green croc wearing; WESLEY, who looks
over his thick rimmed spectacles suspiciously viewing others in the room.
DEWI sits fiddling with his tobacco tin.
CLEM sits with hood up, he exhales, unclenches his fists, stretching his fingers; staring out the window.
VIEW FROM WINDOW
DOC who is now dressed in a well worn three piece suit can be seen pacing around the garden.
MUSTAFA
(Thick welsh accent; Head only)
I only went for a shite!
MUSTAFA now dressed in a white Kaftan and trainers stands in the doorway
MUSTAFA
I never saw the prick dive out the window.
He was probably with you two degenerates
drug addicts, sticking crap into his body.
WESLEY
He had his own little brown bag of gear;
we never gave him nothing.
DEWI looks over to CLEM who looks puzzled at WESLEY’S comments.
Hesitantly WESLEY points
WESLEY
You’re fucking bang out of order man,
so hold your tongue.
MUSTAFA
What, who, me; you two drug using pricks,
are out of order you mean and I’ll cut your
bleeding tongue out if you get on the wrong
side of me.
BAG ED
Oh shut up Al Qaeda, you’re fooling no one.
DEWI laughs
DEWI
I call him Mustafa.
WESLEY
Who asked you…you psychotic tramp.
MUSTAFA
I haven’t forgotten you owe me money Dewi and
I’m not Arab or Pakistani, am of Turkish
decent and second generation fucking Welsh !
So you can cut that Al Qaeda crap out.
MUSTAFA rolls up his sleeves to display the tattoo of a Welsh dragon
CLEM
(Heard only)
Look at that poor confused bastard
CLEM lowers his hood.
CLEM
Look…
Attention is then focused on DOC
GARDEN
DOC is muttering to him self, stopping momentarily he looks at his fob watch, which he takes from his waist coat pocket.
Looking agitated, his head occasionally shaking involuntary, DOC carries on with his walking routine.
TELEVISION ROOM
CLEM
He’s been here fifteen years, do you know
that. it’s supposed to be a short term stop
for the homeless but he’s that dependent on
this place he’s lost his life skills, he’s
that drugged up with haloperidol and
chlorpromazine, he’s trapped in his own head.
WESLEY
Am Glad am on the gear when I look at him.
MUSTAFA
He’s just another victim, like the rest of
us.
CLEM
Institutionalised.
BAG ED
What does that mean?
CLEM
It means he acts the way he does because
he’s been stuck in here that long.
BAG ED
Oh, I had him down for being a nut case, nice
old Feller but a nutcase.
17. INT. NIGHT. RECEPTION
POLICE OFFICER sits admiring the tuba, ELIJAH sits opposite
POLICE OFFICER
It’s a fine instrument, immaculate
ELIJAH
You play?
POLICE OFFICER
Police regional brass band south Yorkshire
ELIJAH
The Tuba?
POLICE OFFICER
No, the flugelhorn
MUSTAFA appears at the reception window
ELIJAH
Yes
MUSATFA lowers his head to the opening in glass
MUSTAFA
I was wondering when and if you needed my
statement, only I’d like to get back to bed.
ELIJAH
Yes we’ll be with you in a moment.
MUSTAFA disappears from the window
POLICE OFFICE
Who’s that character?
ELIJAH
Murat Malas; affectionately known as Mustafa
POLICE OFFICER
An Arab
ELIJAH
He’s Turkish.
POLICE OFFICER
…Migrant worker
ELIJAH
Err, no Welsh.
POLICE OFFICER
Am no good with accidents. I arrested
someone the other day thought he was cursing
at me in welsh, turns out he was polish…
Bora da and all that.
ELIJAH
That’s good morning.
POLICE OFFICER
I…I’ve only been here a month…transferred
over…requested mind…Wales has stunning
country side, much like Yorkshire, the
lovely dales…You don’t sound welsh.
ELIIJAH
I’m from Cheshire
18. INT. NIGHT. ROOM 2
The room is filled with seventies memorabilia, bric-a-brac; books; records; magazines and clothes. DOC is sitting on his bed, looking down to his side he picks up THE BROWN BAG, placing it on his knee, he contemplates opening it.
19. INT. NIGHT. TELEVISON ROOM
POLICE OFFICER stands in the centre of the room, ELIJAH, BAG ED, WESLEY, MUSTAFA, CLEM and DEWI; look on.
POLICE OFFICER
I know its late but because their has been a
serious incident, I might add, in suspicious
circumstances. I will need to take a brief
statement from each of you individually.
MUSATFA
I’ll go first.
POLICE OFFICER
I haven’t finished. This is just a procedure
and the process shouldn’t or won’t take long…
depending on what you’ve got to say.
POLICEMAN exits the room.
ELIJAH
You first Bagley.
MUSATFA
Why him.
BAG ED
Yes, why me.
ELIJAH
Err, its alphabetical order, so just wait for
your turn. Where’s Doc.
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