Richard III

Vallance Road, the East End, London, 1960s:

The crime is rife, the gangs cruel. The stakes are high, with sleepless nights for all. Behind the rackets – behind the protection – one man’s goal is sovereign election. We know the name, we know the face. That thoughtful, sweet smile will offer nothing but grace. But times are changing. The weather vane will swing. At the end of this harsh brutality, only one can be crowned king.