Just chill out, man, I'll be done in a minute.
Ashley will calm down, you know. He always does.
I don't wanna talk about it no more. Who's Vince anyway?
- He owns a record label. - So?
Bun Vince, bun his opinions, bun his record label, bun the industry,
bun his yard...
All right, I'll allow his yard cos it was decent, still.
But bun everyone else, man.
So what? You gonna give up cos of one guy?
Man up, bruv!
- Hi, Mum. How was work? - Fine. I'm going back in tonight.
What? Mum, you can't keep doing these crazy shifts.
Are you the one paying the bills?
Are they going with you to the Chill Out Zone tonight?
What's the Chill Out Zone?
Some church thing.
Hell, no!
I told Pastor Ezra you'll look after Abena tonight.
Help her get more involved with the youth.
Mum!
Buy her some chocolate on the way.
- No, no... - Take it!
And here are your new pants. I've thrown the old ones away.
Mum, next time just ask me. OK?
Next time I'll leave you to wear the ones with all the holes
for your willy to get cold.
Auntie, take care, yeah?
Yemi, man up, bruv.
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Whoa! All the mandem surrounded by gyal-dem!
No!
And this ain't any gyal-dem, bruv. This is like Tesco's Finest!
Tesco Finest?
Huh? No, I told you already, you're my Waitrose.
You should bring your ting here with all the gyal-dem.
Ha ha.
You working on something, Yemz?
Only the pastor's daughter!
Woo!
No, I'm not.
- What's wrong with you? - You look so handsome!
Oi!
What type of backwards beat are you trying to shot, man?
What? Simmer down, rude boy. We don't make backwards beats.
That would be bare confusing.
Oi!
These fools try take me for a idiot.
You asked them to make you a beat and they did it.
Yeah!
Give me your skin, man!
No way, Jose!
Oi!
Stay there!
What you on later?
You got time to make a beat for me?
A proper professional ting. There's £50 in it for you.
I'm kind of on my way to church.
On a Saturday night?
Bruv, you should be out linkin' girls or something, bruv.
Don't let the church act fool you, man. He's out linking tonight.
- Catch you later. - Yemz?
In a bit.
You not gonna say bye to Yemi?
Oh, has he gone?
Yeah, I should go as well. See you.
Yo, what you doing tonight? You busy or...
Don't worry your pretty little head about it.
You linkin' someone?
Hey, fam, roll out my business.
Thanks for the Kit-Kat.
Yeah, it's cool.
I can't stay long by the way.
Don't worry about it. I promised your dad I'd get you back safely.
So, shall we go in?
Hey, you came down!
Yeah, I wanted to see what this was all about.
Ah, you've got to try this. I mixed orange squash with lemonade.
And now we've got orangeade!
We're fine, Abraham.
Oh, um, you know Jeanette?
She started following me on Twitter.
Do you think I should tell Pastor?
Hmm, that's a tough one! Abena?
What?
What? I thought you were staying in tonight, man. Fifa night.
Internet date number three. I'm cleaning up, bruv.
You sure about that shirt
cos it looks like the button might fly off and hit her in the eye.
Stop hatin' on my figure. Shepherd's pie in the fridge.
Sky plus the footie highlights for me.
Hang about. Do you think I ain't got any plans?
Well, do you?
Depends on who I call first, innit. Obviously.
Well, choose wisely, my son. And don't wait up for me, yeah?
What?
I'll allow the trainers but do you need that?
You can't be calling out my snapback like that, Dee.
Oh. Why, does it have feelings?
Yeah. It gets bare emotional still.
How much it cost anyway?
More than your shoes though. Oh!
Whatever, Marl-space for no reason-on.
See, I was just about to let you try it on as well,
but you got too feisty, Dee.
Me wear a snapback? Are you crazy?
Oi, stop with the witchcraft, man!
- You ready to listen to my new song? - Huh?
You said yesterday you'd listen to my new song.
Ah, not now, man.
If you feel it's good I'd like to perform it at Sunday service.
Can't Abena listen to it or something?
Abena!
Abena, you can't go home yet.
The dance group are about to start their performance.
I'm not going home. I've got plans.
I promised your dad I'll look after you.
Look, where you going?
I can't let you roll the streets. This is Peckham!
This is why I wanted to get here early.
You listening?
Marissa?
I'll have a Mediterranean peckish salad.
Herb and lemon, please.
I said I want a medium half chicken but two breasts.
No leg and no thigh, you understand? I also need...
Yo, Dee? What type of chicken breast do you want?
In a burger? In a wrap ting?
In pitta. Herb and lemon.
Pitta, herb and lemon.
You got that, yeah?
This queue's long. Let's get out of here.
Go somewhere else. Where?
Don't worry, the decor matches your heels and that.
I don't think you wanna be stopping outside here.
These streets can get a bit worldy on a Saturday night.
How would you know?
When I'm on the way home from the Chill Out Zone
all I see round this street is... naughtiness.
I'll see you at church.
Abena!
What?
- I ain't giving you a tip. - No, who's your friend?
Hi, I'm Marissa. If you're ever in need of a professional photographer
my contact details are there.
I thought you were modelling now?
Yeah, along with my events company and my new fashion label.
We know who the breadwinner will be in the future.
You should find something else to do.
Not saying stop rapping but everyone needs a side hustle.
Can you not talk without texting?
It's good to see you've been making movements though.
I mean, I've been doing the same.
Really? Yeah.
You should've seen the big old house I was at the other day.
Some A&R meeting. You know?
Oh, you signed now?
No, not yet.
But, you know, I'm all about the professional business.
What, the professional linkin' business?
There's more to me than just linkin'.
Are you seeing someone?
I mean, like, proper seeing someone?
Oh my days! Linkster, you settled down now?
No!
Wow, you nearly had me there.
Ah, Jay, Jay, Jay. You'll always just be a bit of fun.
A bit of fun?
Oh, come on, Jay.
Look, when you're belling me last minute to come out,
do you honestly expect me to believe you just wanna meet up and chat?
You must think I'm Jodie or something.
Now, I should have a free yard in about an hour.
Or shall I just follow you back to yours?
I sometimes like to spray bars like an AK.
♪ So it's Marl to the On bring fire to the song ♪
♪ Here with the Diva, my side she belong ♪
♪ She can't do no wrong from Peckham to Hong Kong ♪
♪ She dressed like a wifey and she's wearing a thong ♪
Sorry!
All right, you can teach me that AK thing later but let me try, yeah?
♪ D to the I to the V to the A ♪
♪ B, C, D, E, F, G! ♪
♪ H, I, J, K ♪
♪ L, M, N, O, P ♪
♪ Q, R, S ♪
♪ T, U, V ♪
♪ W, X ♪
♪ Y and Zee. ♪
I mean zed still.
Just cos Marl-on knows his ABCs doesn't mean that he can step to me.
Liberties! No!
But I like that though.
I like it.
So what you gonna buy me?
Oh, well, let me make sure I've got my black card.
He's busy.
This is so weird.
Not you, obviously, but this. You're Pastor Ezra's daughter.
- I thought you were like Abraham. - Thanks.
Oh, sorry. That came out wrong.
I didn't mean Abraham because obviously he's a boy but...
Yemz, think about it, have we done anything wrong?
Personally, I believe that God wants us to have fun while we're young,
so that when we get married we don't cheat.
I'm not saying we're gonna get married or anything.
It's gonna take way more than a cute smile to win over this queen.
Hey. She's taken, bruv.
Yeah, keep walking.
Excuse me. We were next.
Allow me.
Safe, fam, safe.
You lot best have your wallets and loyalty cards
cos there's no way I'm paying for you.
It's one disappointment after the next with you, man.
You wanna talk about disappointments, Banner?
Cool, let's talk about your mix tape flops.
Failing to show up for PAs. Disrespectin' A&Rs, bruv.
Who's fault is that though? Ain't that your job?
Oh, it's my fault? It's my fault.
All right, cool, go and find someone else
that's going to put up with your foolishness, bruv.
I'm done! I'm done! I'm done!
Yo, Davina!
Yo, fall back, cuz.
Don't talk to me like that.
Sorry, I apologise, let me come again.
Sideman, move from the door now!
Who's this you're rollin' with?
Don't worry about my business. Just fall back.
Yeah? He's got you talkin' like a hoodrat as well now?
Ah now, come again with another bar. You understand?
Don't look back at your boys for back-up.
Man'll show you hood now, cuz.
Don't worry, Dee. This man ain't gonna do jack.
Come out the way, man.
I really thought something was gonna kick off.
Don't worry, Dee, man. I ain't that kinda man.
I hope it didn't spoil our night.
I didn't want you to think that all I'm about is beef.
How do I look?
I think you look too peng to be wearing a snapback.
You alright, Dad?
You're home early.
Or is it just a half-time break?
What happened to your link?
Erm...
The working week just caught up with both of us.
We'll catch up next time.
Cool.
Oi, what happened?
I dunno, really. I was out with that Marissa chick.
She offered it out on a plate but I weren't really feeling it, you know?
What, is she ugly now?
Nah. She's modelling and that now.
But I... Well, we didn't have that, you know.
So is this the end of Linkster?
No!
Nah, nah, nah.
I hope not.
Am I gonna still see you to your doorstep?
No! No.
I've got to sober up before I get home.
Oh yeah, true.
My mum's gone to work and my little sisters are at their auntie's
so you can come back to mine if you want, for a bit?
I can play you some of that Youngers material I was telling you about.
Yeah, I'd love to check out your material.
Woo! And who do we have here?
Hey, it must be his cousin or something.
I'm not his cousin.
Ah. All right.
OK, so the first track is called Move To Me.
More To Me. It's called More To Me.
No, no, no, the volume's fine. The guy upstairs sleeps in the day.
It's not that. It's just...
I have a confession.
OK.
You good?
Good.
Oh my God.
Nice boxer shorts, by the way.
Ah, thanks. Yeah, my mum bought them.
First time?
Ah, no. No! Me? No.
Yes. No. Yes, yes. Okay. Yes.
So, erm, what now?
What do you mean?
Well, are we...
Are we courting?
Courting?
Yeah. I thought you might be thinking we need to get married.
Why, cos my dad's a pastor?
Ah, Yemi.
Uh?
No.
Bye.
Ain't it past your bedtime?
Are you still looking for a professional producer?
Yeah.
Good.
However, it's going to have to be more than $50
if you want me to make you a beat.
Bruv, if you can create magic on the beat I'll raise it to a oner.
Erm... Nah, nah, I want two bills.
All right. Step this way, my brother.
OK.
Right.
- Yo! - Rise and shine, bruv!
Fam, ain't it a sin to be up at this hour?
Nah, I've been putting in the work for Bangs' track.
It was easy paper, man!
Oi, have you lost your marbles, man?
Are you bellin' me up, early doors, to talk to me about Bangs?
No! That was after I went out with Abena.
And lost my virginity.
Woo! You gassin'?!
- Oi, Jay! - Real talk, man.
- You serious? - I swear!
Fam, that's what I'm saying, cuz!
Chill, Dad, man. Yemz just lost his virginity.
Really? Yeah.
Go on, Yemz.
I want a full match report on your first team debut.
Later, yeah? My mum just came home.
But this is a day of celebration, cuz!
Later, later.
When did you get up?
I haven't gone to bed yet.
Doing your music? Go to bed, Yemi!
You're the one coming home from work. You go to bed.
Let me handle this.
Shall I bring you a cup of tea? Coming right up.
My brother's cut a track.
Be careful you don't get left behind, rude boy.
Yes, Dee! Looking pif!
She's not just some gyal.
I happen to think she could be girlfriend material.
We're going to launch ourselves into the industry with one super track.
Just stop it!
I need your help. How much?
Five Gs.