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You in tomorrow?

Yeah early, what about you?

Nah graveyard again.

John-

♪ Muffled voicesá

Couldn't have picked a lighter bitch huh?

We got ourselves a pretty one though

Alright guys. Guys, why don't you just leave it? Huh?

It's fucking late innit.

Mate I'm not leaving till this bitch sucks my cock

Mate look at her, she can't consent.

What the fuck's it got to do with you?

I've bought this little slut drinks all night

Feel like she owes me something. You feel me?

What the fuck you staring at?

Get the fuck outta here.

Don't feel well.

- You alright? - Mate don't fucking speak to her.

She's fine.

Just leave it alright before you get fucked up.

Dickhead.

Come on Eve, wake up

Mate let's just get the fuck outta here.

♪ Vomitingá

Aww that's fucking disgusting!

It's on my fucking shoe.

Hoy mate, Darren!

What's your fucking problem, mate?

This comes back on me, I'm gonna find you

I'll burn your fucking house down and I'll kill your family.

You feel me?

I've got one.

I see her.

You want a lift?

No, it's alright.

The last bus was half an hour ago.

Are you sure?

Trust me. I'm a taxi driver.

I know when the last bus is.

Come on, get in.

I don't have any money.

Do you live far?

Five stops on the bus.

It's fine. Jump in. It's more important you get home safe.

Are you sure?

Yeah, of course.

So my mate's coming in two minutes yeah?

We'll just be two minutes alright.

You been somewhere nice?

- Just at friend's - Boyfriend?

No, he is not a boyfriend.

What's your name?

- Chloe. - Nice name. Do you like to drink Chloe?

Yeah. A little bit.

Drink at parties, yeah?

- Yeah. Sometimes. - I fuck with that.

You ever tried drugs?

- Like what? - You know, like weed or coke?

- Nah. - That's good.

So what's this boy like? Your friend?

- Yeah. He's cool. - What'd you get up to?

Just chilled. Listen to music.

You a virgin?

It's fine. You don't have to tell me.

I'm only pulling your leg. Just being nosey.

Where's your friend? I thought he was just coming.

Yeah. Yeah. He'll just be two minutes.

He's around the corner.

Hey, Who's this?

This is Chloe.

- Chloe. Is he treating you good? - Yeah.

Chloe likes to drink, but she doesn't do drugs.

Don't do drugs. Never done drugs? Well, I don't drink.

I prefer coke. You can have some if you want?

- No, I'm okay. - There's a first time for everything.

Have you got any drink in your bag?

- No, not tonight. - She's been round at her boyfriend's

Boyfriend.

Whoa. I'm disappointed.

Well, a little bit jealous. He's a lucky man.

You're very pretty. - Thanks.

You should, you should let me be your boyfriend.

Or am I too old?

- A little bit. Yeah. - You know, I'm sure with some vodka

you could change your mind about me.

Where are you going tonight, mate?

- I'm going to a party. - Alright, for some.

I'm working all night.

Why don't you ask Chloe if she wants to go?

Do you wanna come to a party?

No, I need to get home.

That's fine. Just text the folks.

Tell 'em you'll be back late.

There are plenty of young people there.

It's my younger brother's birthday.

Oh, right.

Seriously he's like 17, very handsome.

No, no, I'm, I'm okay.

You are gonna hurt my mate's feelings.

It's okay.

I'll give you a free ride

and you hurt my mate's feelings like that.

You can just let me out here.

It's fine.

We're just teasing.

Don't let him bother you. He's only having some fun.

He's had too much coke. Chill man. Chloe's sensitive.

Hey. Hey. What the fuck?

What you doing you fucking asshole?!

What the fuck!

Get her first!

Fucking dick!

Fuck.

We lost her. She's not here.

Fuck.

This is why I tell you to lock the fucking door.

Fuck.

Get up ya dick.

- Morning. - Alright.

Finished?

- Hey John - Hi, how you doing?

Hi. His breathing seems to be a bit labored today.

Yeah. I'm afraid his condition has deteriorated over this

past couple of weeks.

He's still in good spirit spirits though.

- Still all there. - Sharp as a tack.

Sometimes it's more difficult if their mind goes.

Are you after a cup of tea?

- Yeah. Thanks. - Okay.

- Hey - Hey

Sorry.

My shoes are a bit wet.

So where are we tonight then?

Yeah. No, I'm fine. Thanks. It's nice to see you too.

Come on Alex. We both know you're not one for chitchat.

What about right over here?

- Evening. - Alright.

How's it going?

You know, drinking beer, alienating friends.

- How's that working out? - Down to my last one actually.

- Friend or beer? - Both.

Well, let's fix that.

It's alright

I don't accept drinks from strangers.

Evan.

Now I'm not a stranger. And you're Alex.

- How'd you know that? - We have a mutual friend, Paul Ward.

I'm a retired lawyer. I handled his divorce.

We go way back.

He said, I might find you here.

Is that all he said?

He said that you sometimes do favors

for people for the right price

And the right people.

I haven't seen Paul in about three years

since I worked the door at his club.

What is it that you need?

Is there somewhere else more private we can talk?

More private than this?

What I have to say, is very dark.

Hope you've got a car.

- You live here? - Yeah.

- Why? - You hear that?

Exactly.

Her name's Bianca. She's 14 years old.

She's been missing for the last two weeks.

Her mother's a heroin addict.

It seems that Bianca fell in with the wrong crowd.

The word is she's been exploited by a child sex ring

And someone has to get her out.

The fee is 20,000 pounds.

The mother can't be putting up that sort of cash. So who is?

Someone high up in central government

I'm his unofficial legal advisor. He's a married man.

He paid to sleep with Bianca's mother.

Now she's blackmailing him.

He gets her daughter back or she goes public.

And how would it look if a public figure inadvertently

financed a heroin addict's habit?

Look, Evan. I collect debts.

I work the door at clubs. I don't do this.

I thought you might say that. Here You got a DVD player?

Over there.

Watch it. I can't look at it anymore.

They get you when you're vulnerable,

Give you a drink to make you do things.

They passed me around each other

and then passed me around other men.

Most of the time I was drunk.

Sometimes I'd be made to have sex

with up to 20 men a week.

They told me they'd recorded it all

and if I said anything they'd post it online

and send it to my friends.

I was homeless when they brought me in.

First I thought they were my friends.

They'd buy me nice things.

Then after a while, they brought men round to abuse me.

I felt I couldn't refuse

'cause they'd saved me from being on the streets.

I got addicted to heroin.

I slept with whoever they brought to get my fix.

They got me hooked on it.

But when I started to refuse,

they gang raped me and they beat me.

You hear that? That's what she hears.

Nothing, all the time. She's deaf.

Who are the others on the tape?

Who knows? The police think they're all connected.

Happens in every major town and city across the board.

What is there to go on, Evan?

Honestly, nothing.

You better start scratching around all the dives.

You must know the city.

One thing that may be of use though, the government guys,

half brother is a convicted pedophile.

Another skeleton in their closet. James Swan.

He's doing three years at Barlinnie.

Sex offender's wing. Might start there.

He might know something.

What if I have to get in touch with you?

Keep me informed.

Fuck this man!

- I'm having this shit. - Mr. Bong!

Fuck yes. Here's to the best fucking pimps.

Try the brown. Try the brown.

Can you tell her to shut the fuck up please?

Shush.

Takings were up 800 per girl this week.

It's not enough.

Should be a thousand per week per girl.

We need to go to the hotels, outcall.

Too risky.

Customers don't wanna come to us. They don't trust incall.

Well, this is what we're working with right now. Okay?

Why? Why we can use the taxi.

'cause every time we try and transport a girl,

even under the cover of darkness, it's a risk

Client pays for the hotel.

Less overhead, no rates.

We just need to find a couple of grubby hotel owners,

grubby ones who look the other way. More business for them.

I could arrange that via the dark web.

No more in-person exchanges. I could set that up.

Means no more cloak and dagger shit.

Cuts out the physical risk.

How, how do we set it up?

Any of you got a spare laptop?

Yeah, I've got one in the house.

I just need a VPN.

VPN. VPN! V-P-N!

V-P motherfucking N!

Get this fucking shit out of my fucking face man!

I told you man these fucking pills are bullshit man!

Get this fucking outta my face, man.

Shut up. SHUT UP!

Hello sir. How are you?

Good. Have you considered our proposition?

Yeah, we're discussing it just now.

- And? - Clarification.

You'll buy the merchandise for a one time fee.

Yes. And we'll take them wherever they need to go.

Hotels, apartments, wherever.

Apart from the initial fee, you would get 20%

of their takings per month.

They take in more than 5K per recruit.

Yeah. Yeah. We like that arrangement.

- But? - What about quantity?

As many as you can.

The more product you supply the,

the more money you're gonna make.

It's a no brainer. You thick little shit.

I like problem solvers. Be a problem solver. Not a problem.

And I will call you in two days for an update. Okay?

Dick.

- Thick little shit! - Shut it!

It's cool man we'll sort it, we'll fucking sort it

We'll fucking sort it. Keep the party going guys!

Keep the party going man! Fucking-

put some music on.

I'm gonna go fuck!

This guy, this guy!

Hey, hey, hey. Stop resisting.

You know you're a dirty bitch. You like it in the ass?

Do you like it in the ass? Hey,

do you want it in the fucking ass?

You fucking white bitch. Hey, come here. Come here.

Come here, you darling, come. Hey,

There we go.

You're gonna feel my big brown cock in you. That's it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey. Kiss me. Hey kiss.

- Who are you? - I'm looking for a girl. She's missing.

They said my cousin had come to visit.

No, I'm doing some work for your brother.

I need to find her.

And why would he think I can help?

Because you're convicted pedophile. James.

- Who's that? - It's his niece.

You don't know anything.

I know that you're in here for three years.

I know these walls must talk.

Do you know what they put me in here for?

I read about you in the paper. You were a teacher, right?

Caught in bed with a pupil. 15-year-old boy.

They burned me. You don't understand

James he was 15.

It was different, alright.

I'm not a pedophile. I'm not into little kids.

Not like the rest of them in this unit.

I was attracted to him.

Yeah, I was.

But we had a bond.

He was funny, smart. And I thought he understood me.

We texted. It was mutual.

I, I I know, I know. He was 15.

I couldn't help the way I felt. I didn't ask for it.

I genuinely loved him.

James. Sit up, sit up.

I crossed a line.

Listen we're all a bit fucked up, alright.

Just, keep your head down.

No one visits me.

Look James, this girl. She's only 14.

They reckon that a sex ring got to her.

Come on James who's in here, who talks?

I don't know.

Really. I don't know.

God. I hope she's alright.

Look-

there was a guy in here,

not just an internet chatroom perv.

He was brought in about a month ago.

Rape, facilitating child sex abuse.

Apparently some others gave him up to stay out

and he was the only one who got time.

- Anything else? - Some of his family visit.

Last week they were thrown out for arguing in here.

I don't suppose you got a name?

No, but they own property.

I overheard them talk about an off license.

Any idea where?

There was a man stabbed outside it last week.

I remember reading about that. Okay,

- It's all I've got - Thanks.

Watch your back. There's some bad people in here.

I'm sorry

Hi Gemma. Are you okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm fine. - You sure?

Yeah. It's just been a long day.

Gemma,

I'm sorry to have to have this chat.

Are you making me redundant?

Oh God, no. No, no. Of course not. It's nothing like that.

It's just, there've been some reports from students

who may have looked a little too far into

your personal life.

- What do you mean? - How can I put this?

A pupil's claimed that they've seen photographs of you on

social media in lingerie posing next to what

they describe as a stripper pole.

What? - Now, at this point,

I don't know whether it's on a personal

or a business account,

but the school's communication policy states

that teachers must never befriend a student on a personal

social networking site.

I don't even use social media.

I mean, I know you're a young girl

and you like to, shall we see have some fun.

No I don't have any personal social media accounts.

I don't have any accounts.

Right. Well, as of yet,

I haven't seen these photographs myself.

So at this moment in time, they're unsubstantiated.

But you know how quickly rumblings can turn into eruptions

in this place.

And I wanted to give you the chance to mitigate it

before they get shared around the whole school.

Honestly, I, I can't think what they mean.

Okay. I'll take your word for it.

Are you sure everything's alright?

Yeah.

Okay.

Fuck.

Did you put my photo on social media?

I don't know, did you have your photo taken?

I fucking told you I'm a school teacher.

I told you specifically when I joined

that I never wanted my photo to appear on social media.

Well if you've had your photo taken-

Oh, okay.

So if I have a couple of drinks in here on a Saturday night

and then have my photo taken with the girls at work,

that allows you to just go back on our agreement, does it?

Listen, I'm not responsible for every single thing

that's put up.

One fucking thing I asked you for,

I told you if I'm ever caught working here,

my job is on the line.

I could get suspended.

- What's up babe? - I asked him for one thing

and now he's plastered my fucking

picture all over the internet.

- Henry! - It was a fucking mistake alright.

It must have got uploading with the rest.

I'll have it taken down.

Yeah. Now, right fucking now

if I'm ever caught working here, my job is on the line.

There's already a pupil who claims to have seen it.

This is your workplace as well.

Yeah. Only 'cause I need the money.

Well see if you need the money,

get there and fucking work then

That better be down in five minutes.

Fuck's her problem.

He'll take it down.

I fucking told him.

I know you did, but he's a prick. What's up?

I got a fucking eviction notice today.

Shit. Sorry baby.

Yeah they've given me four weeks to pay up or get out.

- How far behind are you? - Three months.

Look, it's not the end of the world. You'll make it up.

- How?! - Do a couple extra nights here

and do your marking during your lunch break.

You'll make it up. Stop fucking stressing.

It is a fucking eviction notice.

And what?

It's fixable. And look, the worst comes to the worst.

You can crash on my couch for a bit.

I'll just get Dez told. I won't see you stuck.

Thanks Mel.

Right. Get ready,

smile and I'll see you out there.

Chin up. tits out

Five pounds please mate.

Cheers

Listen man, are you alright if I use your toilet?

It's for staff only.

I'm desperate man.

I fucking feel like shit bro.

- It's in the back. - Cheers

There.

Cheers.

Where are you going?

I just need the first aid kit. I cut my finger.

Cheers guys.

Elena!

Nassar newsagents?

Yeah. Can you check see if they own any other properties.

One sec. I'm, I'm in front of the, the laptop

Nassar Enterprises owner, Amar Nassar,

own several newsagents and

takeaway food shops.

Do you know if they've all got flats above

Typically, yes.

They own or lease the up down. Oh wait-

It looks like they may have some other residencies

in addition to commercial properties.

- Whereabouts - Flats in Piper Street.

10 0-1 through 2-3.

Looking for something?

- Sex. - Aren't we all?

What kinda girl?

Young.

We've got Heidi, just turned 18.

I was thinking younger.

Lemme see your palms.

What?

Are you fucking sick?

What are you gonna do to me?

How many girls are in those flats?

- Eight. - All above the age of consent?

- What? Yes, yes. - And not against their will?

The rooms are just rented to them. That's it.

And who are you? What do you do?

- I just work the doors. - For who?

Mr. Nassar.

Have you seen her?

- No. - Does Nassar solicit kids?

I don't know.

Did he prostitute her?

- There's nothing like that. - Just...

Shut your fucking mouth.

Somebody help! Somebody help!

- Why did you ask to see my palms? - Fuck,

Fucking hell.

Are you gonna kill me?

Why did you ask to see my palms?

- It's how they know. - Know what?

People come with a symbol on their palm.

If they're into that, they come with a symbol.

- Then what? - I send them somewhere

Where?

It's different every time. I make a call,

and it's usually just a street corner.

What's the symbol?

Look, if you're looking for that, I can just-

Ah! ♪Screamingá

Ahhh!

Please, please.

What's the fucking symbol?

Please.

It's, it's a downward arrow

Number.

It's under NSR in the contacts.

Calm down. Breathe. Breathe.

- What is it? - I've got a down

For when?

- Tonight? - Yeah. Berkeley Street.

11:00 PM

Okay, thanks.

Fuck.

Use the glass on the floor to cut the ties.

Go back to the flats.

One word about this and I'll come back.

And I'll cut your fucking heart out.

Shit, you scared me.

Sorry.

Not like you to be late.

Yeah. Busy night.

You seem on edge.

We can always rearrange you know, if you're busy.

No, it's fine.

You never really talk much do you?

Man of few words.

Yeah. I've just never been very good with people.

- I'm sure that's not true. - It's awkward.

What? Because I work at a lap dancing club?

No, I mean like making conversation. Bullshit small talk.

What am I meant to ask you? Busy night mate?

Believe it or not. Yeah. I get the shit taxi driver

chat too you know.

You're tense tonight.

That was different.

Yeah.

Stress all gone?

Shit.

You?

The guy from the shop?

- Yeah. - Ryan sent you?

- Yeah. - What were you doing at the shop?

I just moved here, live in the next street

I don't like coincidences.

Makes me think something's up.

- Not this time. - What are you looking for?

- Sex. - Piper street are good enough?

I like them younger

= It's late. We're booked up.

Give me your number.

Tomorrow you'll get a text.

Get there at the address and time it says.

Tomorrow.

Who're you then?

- Just a nobody - Better keep it that way.

- Says who? - Says me

- And you are? - Just a nobody.

World's full of them pal.

You know what I reckon though?

What's that?

I reckon that you're either some pervert

with too much time on his hands.

That likes to skulk around at night.

Maybe with a liking for young girls.

Unemployed.

Or else. No, you're too young to be a father

unless you had a kid in high school

and didn't want to play parent.

Lots of young kids run away from home

and get involved in things.

Maybe you were trying to find her, bring her back.

Am I right?

Either way. It's got nothing to do with you.

It's got everything to do with me, pal.

Know what I reckon?

I reckon I'm not the one curb crawling

or dishing out the thinly field threats.

See, you're too coy to be a concerned citizen,

so I sense authority. But trust me-

you've got nothing on me.

You better keep it that way.

You've always had such lovely strong hair. Not like mine.

Yours is fine Mum.

It's so thin. Like little bits of black thread.

You should get extensions.

I'm too old for that.

Those things are for you young girls.

Whose party is it tonight?

- Mark's from school. - Is Mark a nice boy?

Yeah, he's really nice. His family are really nice.

- Will there be food there? - Yeah.

I need to give you something to take

a dish. Maybe some gulab.

No mum. It's not like that.

It's just like pizza and stuff.

Okay. Okay. I won't make a fuss.

Hey, what's this?

Hey dad. Mum's just doing my hair for a party.

- Party. - Yeah. Mark's, from school.

That's the second one this week.

I know, she's lucky to have so many friends.

She's lucky to be from my good family.

I was expecting you to work tonight. I need help.

- Sorry dad. - I put a roof over your head.

The least you could do is work to pay me back.

Leave her alone Amar. She needs to enjoy herself.

I don't like her going to these parties.

There could be drinking involved.

There won't. It's not like that. It's at his house.

His family are gonna be there.

Okay. That's you all done.

Okay. I'll just go do my makeup.

I don't like her going to parties, wearing makeup.

She should be working and studying.

- It's harmless - It's not-

It's not harmless.

I don't want my daughter meeting these boys outside

of school and know what kids her age are like.

She needs to learn. She should be helping the family.

The laptop's upstairs.

I'll set up the VPN

And that'll let us surf the dark web.

Yeah.

Encrypt it.

I don't want Meeana to accidentally access anything.

No, I'll sort it out. Trust me.

Who the fuck are you?

Where is she?

I don't know where they've taken them

- I dunno where. - Where is she?

Fuck.

Fuck.

I don't like you going to these parties.

I raised you to be a respectable girl.

And if I find out you were drinking there,

there's gonna be trouble. That's all I can say.

- I won't drink - Good.

I don't want you associating with those boys either.

You'll get married when the time is right.

No sex before marriage. I told you that before.

- I know. I know. - Were you listening?

Yes, I am.

I think that's Chloe. That's Chloe. Chloe.

Chloe! Hey.

Hello, how are you?

How are you?

- I love your hair. - Thanks.

Hey, are you okay?

You need to stop. I don't feel well.

We'll just walk the rest of the way.

- Remember what I told you? - I know.

Are you okay? Are you just nervous about the party?

Oh my God. What's wrong?

I need to tell you something. But you're gonna hate me.

You can tell me anything.

No, I mean it. You're gonna fucking hate me.

You're scaring me now.

The the other night he chased me.

Who? My dad.

He chased me and I thought that he was gonna

Chloe. What?

I thought he was gonna rape me.

I do not believe you.

Elena!

There's blood in the sink.

What?

There's little drops of blood in the sink.

Elena.

She cut herself at work today.

- Oh. - We should go

Remind Elena that she's working tonight.

Yeah, she can come in an hour later if she wants.

Ghadir'll pick her up.

Okay I'll see you soon.

Not here.

- Hey. - Hi.

Hey. What happened to your face?

It's just work.

- Work? - Yeah.

Is everything okay?

What you my fucking therapist now?

Sorry.

It's all good. So what do you wanna do?

- It's been a rough day. - I can just go if you want.

No, no, no. Sorry. You're here now.

- Why am I here though? - What do you mean?

What? Three times a week for two years?

Can't be that hard for you to find a girlfriend.

One that you don't have to pay for.

Well this way there's no ties. No getting attached.

What's wrong with getting attached?

- My lifestyle? - That can change though.

Yeah, just not right now.

Sorry. I am doing the therapist thing again.

Listen, when I first met you at the club,

this was supposed to be a one time thing.

I don't, I don't do this sort of thing. That's not me.

I do some escorting. I do some dancing.

I take business guys out to dinner. That's meant to be it.

Why do you keep coming back then?

You seem lonely. Are you?

- Little bit. - And I needed the money

and I feel, I feel kind of sorry for you.

Thanks. What makes you think I need your sympathy? Anyway-

Aren't you a school teacher or something?

I thought they made good money.

Well, yeah, it's not bad but-

- What? - I'm paying off a debt.

- A big debt. - Drugs.

Wow. I'm just some big cliche to you. Huh?

- No, sorry. I didn't mean to say- - No, not drugs.

My dad racked up thousands on my credit card

and then his business went under.

- Where is he now? - Gone.

What missing gone or gone, gone?

Do you wanna dance?

- Dance? - Yeah.

- Oh, like a lap dance? - No, I mean

dance, like with me.

Yeah. Okay.

You are so odd this week, Alex.

Romantic. Who is this?

- My dad. - Your dad?

Yeah.

He's good.

Bout all he ever was good at.

Used to play like down the pub,

weddings and funerals and stuff.

Then he was in a motorcycle accident.

He lost his hearing. He can't play anymore.

It's the only thing he loved and it was taken away from him.

- What about your mum? - She loved someone else.

- What? And she left. - Mmm.

- What about your mum? - I don't know.

I was taken into care not long after I was born.

And then my dad, he got in touch

then I found out why.

Money?

Yeah.

Sob story. I fell for it.

It's 'cause you're a good person.

- Or just weak. - Have you never thought

about trying to find your mum?

What for? I think if someone's meant to be in your life,

then they'll find you.

- What? - Sorry?

I just don't get asked to dance like this very often.

- What do you prefer? - I like what I do.

I know that might seem hard to believe, but I do.

It makes people happy.

- Does it? - One way or another? Yeah.

What do we do about the girl from the party?

Nothing. She can't do anything to us anyway.

What if she tells Elena?

Let me deal with my own daughter.

I knew paths were gonna cross sooner or later.

That's why we should be careful about who we pick up.

What about the guy from the shop?

What about the guy from the shop?

- Just a coincidence? - See this paranoia!

That. That is what's stopping us from progressing.

So you wanna send him the text?

Go ahead as planned.

We can't afford to turn down any business.

What about Taylor? When's he gonna show up?

He's probably away with one of the girls.

If he turns up, look if he calls, you tell him

to get his fucking priorities straight.

How well do you know this guy? Anyway?

Shh. Mr. Holden.

It's a pleasure to meet you.

- Time is ticking on. - I understand

You got the girls ready?

We can have them ready for delivery within two days.

- How many? - We're working on recruiting more

for now, six.

- Six. - Yeah.

You're fucking kidding me. Six.

Do you have any idea how many people are in this city?

Over half a fucking million;

crawling with deviants and scumbags.

Bursting at the seams with them.

And you say you've got half a dozen.

Like I've just stepped into the bakers

to get some breakfast fucking rolls.

- Mr. Holden; - Shut the fuck up.

If I want your opinion, I'll stick my fist up your fucking

ass and use you like a glove puppet.

I told you you need volume. Recruit more.

Get them recruiting themselves. I run a network.

Understand? Do you want to shit with the big boys?

- Yes. - I'm getting old. I can't hear you.

- Yes, - Good.

Well you phone me and tell me when you've got them ready.

Wait. One moment.

When they are ready, when we deliver them,

there'll be no ties back to us.

Think of it selling a secondhand car.

If it stops working in the first week. I'll bring it back.

One other thing.

We have a concern.

There is a third party taking an inordinate

interest in your business.

- Third party? - Yeah.

What do you mean?

Him.

He's just a customer.

Pretty prolific customer.

My security team has seen him enter your convenience store.

Care to explain?

He lives locally.

Are you fucking spying on us now?

It is my duty to vet everyone

who becomes part of my network.

And if you can't do due diligence, then it makes me doubt

and question the viability

and stability of our professional relationship.

Understood? Got it?

Yes.

You call me when you've got the girls ready.

Are you trying to piss him off?

He's a fucking old white cunt.

He's a fucking old white cunt that's gonna make us rich.

I felt I couldn't refuse 'cause they'd-

I got addicted to heroin.

They got me hooked on it. But when I started

What the fuck is going on?

Why have you got that tape?

- It's alright. - I need to leave.

Wait, wait, wait.

Get the fuck away from me!

What's wrong? Why are you bleeding?

- I am trying to find her. - Why?

'cause she went missing.

I was hired to try and get her back.

Jesus. What happened to your chest?

There's a brothel on Piper Street.

I think that they've got her.

I thought you worked the door at Fantasia.

I do. I mean, that's my regular gig.

Sometimes I do other things. Word gets around.

- Who asked you to find her? - Some lawyer.

There was this girl at the club. She'd just turned 18.

She got drugged by two guys at a party

and then just went missing for two months.

What happened? Was anyone charged?

No. No evidence. She couldn't remember anything.

Look, I really have to go.

I'm scared. I feel like I'm never gonna see you again.

- Come back in three hours. - I could just wait here.

- Might not be safe. - Okay.

Show the text.

Did you search him?

Clean.

Hundred.

Everything is in the room.

Room three, upstairs.

You have 40 minutes.

What's your name?

Amy.

Amy.

Amy, I'm not gonna hurt you alright?

You know if she's here?

I think she's in number seven.

Okay,

Listen, don't worry.

I'm gonna send someone to get you out, okay?

Okay.

Where the fuck's he going?

Get back in the fucking bed.

And fucking stay there.

- Evan? - Yeah.

I've got her.

Ohh. Shit, Alex.

I think we have a bit of a problem.

- What? - I just found Bianca's mum,

looks like an overdose.

- Her mum's dead. - Yeah.

I dropped in to check on her.

Shit

So what happens now?

Sit tight. I'll call you back.

Shit.

Jesus. Are you okay?

Yeah. She's sleeping in there.

Oh my God. You found her. Is she okay?

Okay as she can be.

Sit down.

Were there others?

- Yeah. - And what about the police?

- I can't involve them. - But you going there,

does that not put the other girls in danger?

What if they've already moved them?

Well you have to get them out of there.

Even if it's an anonymous tip off.

Yeah, but this isn't like some vigilante pedophile hunter

cornering a guy on the street asking him

why he's been a texting school girl.

And then posting the video on the internet.

These guys are organized. It's like an outfit.

What about the police though?

- Not yet. - Why not?

What are they gonna say about an illegal handgun?

Torturing someone for information

all by a guy that uses prostitutes.

How's that gonna look in court?

That's what I am, is it? Just some prostitute?

Not to me. That's how they'll see it.

I'll go back for the others.

How long have you been doing this?

What, this? About 20 seconds.

You know what I mean.

I told you it's only ever been with you.

Does that make you look at me differently?

She makes me look at you differently.

She was forced against her will, I wasn't

Your situation forced you.

I took advantage of that.

No. No. You didn't know my situation. Listen to me.

If I didn't wanna do this, there are other ways.

A little bit of me liked you.

Just a little bit?

I like spending time with you.

Now that you talk more.

What's put you in such a reflective mood?

Just life.

Cheesy. And vague.

- I want that on my headstone. - What? Cheesy and vague.

Yeah.

I think mine will say something like;

loved by nobody.

How about just; beloved, and then dot dot dot

How much is your debt?

It doesn't matter.

I got 20 grand for finding Bianca, it's yours.

I want you to have it.

- I'm not some charity case, - But you think I am.

- Play your dad's song again. - You don't have to.

Come on dance with me.

- Hello? - Hi. Mr. Williams?

- Yeah. - Hi Mr. Williams.

It's Claire here. Nurse Claire from the Care Home.

I'm sorry to have to tell you,

but your father has deteriorated further.

He's now in his bed, he's bed bound.

And we feel it's maybe a good time to come and see him.

Right okay. Yeah. I'll be there.

So. What have you been up to?

Not very much.

I forgot how fucking cold your house is.

It's freezing. You not freezing?

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay. That's fine.

They've got him.

They're on their way.

When they arrive, go down the farm road.

We don't know who this guy is. He might have been tailed.

Okay.

Get out.

Walk.

Sit.

Who are you?

Fuck this ya. Let me know when it's fucking done.

Is it too much for you eh?

Who are you?

Are you police?

Huh? Tell me!

Or she loses another fucking leg!

No.

You forgot to fucking search me.

Fuck. Fuck.

Ahhh!

Shit.

Okay, okay, okay.

No, no, no, no, no.

Fuck.

I'm sorry. Okay. I'm sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.

She can't fucking hear you.

Who the fuck is that?

♪ Screamingá

Alex?

Alex?

Holden?

I've just arrived on the scene.

Well, it's carnage here.

We've managed to identify two of Amar's crew,

but the rest of the bodies are too badly burned,

for any positive identification,

that's gonna have to be a lab job.

But it looks like someone's beat us to it

'cause there's bodies laying everywhere.

Fuck.