The scene opens on a newsroom. A newsreader is sitting behind a desk shuffling papers.
As he shuffles them a magazine falls onto the desk. He quickly sweeps it off the desk and looks into the camera.
Newsreader: "Welcome back. All this week we have been covering the upsurge in knife usage by inner city teenagers. We now cross over to Dick Johnson who has a report on this.
Cut to a reporter. He is standing in the middle of an inner city estate.
Dick Johnson: "Thank you John. I'm here in the inner city talking to youngsters about the rise in youths carrying knifes.
The camera pans slowly to the side and we see he is standing next to a young man wearing a hoodie.
Dick: "I have with me one of the leaders of the local youth gang."
The hoodie wearer pumps his fist in the air.
Youth: "Big up da Yoof Massive."
Dick: "Indeed my brother. Lay some skin on me homie."
The youth looks at the hand that Dick has offered with scorn. He sucks air through his teeth.
Dick: "Can you tell me if you know of anyone that carries a knife?"
Youth: "Sure man, lots of the posse carry a blade. It's for protection. Dees is dangerous times man, a brother gotta look after 'imself."
Dick: "Have you ever carried a knife?"
Youth: "Nah man, I've never carried a knife in my life."
Dick: "Don't you worry that you could become the victim of random crime? What would happen if, for example, you were walking home one day after having a rap battle with one of the other b-boy crews and someone threatened you with a knife? Would you be able to handle the situation?"
Youth: "Yeah man, sure."
Dick: "But if you don't have a knife what could you do to stop things getting out of hand?"
The youth reaches into his jacket and pulls out a gun.
Youth: "I could blow a big hole in 'em... How much is that camera worth then?"
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