Original subtitles

The following programme contains strong language and violent scenes.

Dad?

- Kelly. - Dad!

It was them Peckham Boys, Dad. They got me at the lockup down the yard.

Leonard, round up your cousins and get down there!

- I'm going too, Dad. - No way.

There was a time when the Lord name counted for something.

Look at you now. Light him up.

No. Please!

Did your uncle ever mention the name Ernesto Alvarez to you?

No. Why?

They met around the time he was killed.

Hola muchacha.

They're fucking Gypsies.

I'll get shot of them when I want. It's my land.

Let's find these fucking deeds!

See that police officer you ran into?

Yeah?

He's dead, baby.

It's Cindy.

She's hiding something from us, Kel.

She weren't for me anyway.

I always knew she was a wrong 'un.

♪ MARILLION: Kayleigh ♪

♪ Do you remember?

♪ Chalk hearts melting on a playground wall

♪ Do you remember?

♪ Dawn escapes from moon-washed college halls

♪ Do you remember?

♪ The cherry blossom in the market square

♪ Do you remember?

♪ I thought it was confetti in our hair

♪ Kayleigh, is it too late to say I'm sorry?

♪ And, Kayleigh, could we get it together again... ♪

What the fuck are you doing?

Nothing.

My mum just wanted me to...

...try her fur coat on for size.

It's nothing.

How did you know I was in here anyway?

Where else would you be?

Everyone knows this is all you've got left, Dimlo.

Well, it's a good thing you're here, Barney.

Opportunity knocks. I'm off to Alabasas.

Pay me what you owe and then you can fuck off.

No, no, no, you don't understand.

I'm here to offer you Peckham boys a deal of a lifetime.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah.

90 Atari consoles.

30 Amstrad 790s.

50 soda streams. And I mean the good ones.

Got Dorothy Perkins fur coats.

Fila BJs - not the snides.

Casio calculator watches.

300 copies of Dark Side Of The Moon. Yeah, I've got it. Come on, then.

What's the catch?

There ain't one.

- How much? - Five grand.

No.

Two grand.

Well, that was easier than pushing a granny over in the snow.

Come to my office and collect the readies.

I'm not coming back here.

State of it.

Full of rats.

And fucking Lords.

What the fuck do you want?

Grandma sent me.

You wanted a silencer, right?

Yeah.

You wanna know where those bullets are headed?

It's just a warning. Yeah, it might get ugly, Kel.

His name's Eddie Smith.

Cindy's fella. He's just got out of the nick and he's game.

What do you mean, he's game? I heard he ironed someone out.

You know what you do - with that, yeah? - Yeah.

It's not my first rodeo.

You've never even ridden a fuckin' horse.

♪ When two tribes go to war

♪ A point is all that you can score

♪ Score them all, score them all

♪ When two tribes go to war

♪ A point is all that you can score

♪ Working for the black gas

♪ Yeah! ♪

Let me guess.

White, one sugar?

Adelante.

Firstly... let me apologise for the grand entrance

and the flashing lights at Club Paradiso.

It really wasn't necessary.

But we've never had a chance to show off like that.

You see, until you arrived,

the only deaths in this part of the Costa were the elderly.

And now, well, I'm at a loss, you know.

I was hoping you could fill me in.

You're the policeman.

Well, it's, um...

...it's clear that your uncle was out of his depth.

Now, witnesses place you and Cindy Carter

having lunch with him

the day he rowed with Ernesto Alvarez at Club Paradiso.

But, from my memory, you saw nothing.

Furious, Tony went to Escobells with a gun and confronted Ernesto.

All hell broke loose.

Everybody presumed dead...

Until Ernesto was found alive with a bullet in his chest.

And I told Cindy that he was recovering in hospital.

Sadly, he succumbed to his injuries.

But just before he died...

...he had a visitor.

And they left...

...this earring behind.

Don't cry, darling.

We don't shoot our wounded in this family.

When Gene made a pledge to you...

...we all did.

Thanks, Ma.

So why on earth do they think Gene killed someone?

The guy that murdered Tony...

...Ernesto Alvarez,

he died in hospital.

They think Gene did it.

No-good cunts. All of 'em.

Just cos they eat octopus don't make the police down here any better.

My boy, a killer?

Are they mad?

Now, you know what I think?

I think that, while you paid respects to your uncle,

Cindy took revenge for his murder

and left this little souvenir behind.

Tell me I'm right and you can walk out of here a free man.

Do you know what I think?

Go, please, tell me, amigo.

I think that if you had anything that resembled real evidence,

you'd have arrested her, and not me.

As it is, you're just shaking the tree

to see if anything falls, I get it.

You're sensing I might be the weak link.

The truth is, you've got nothing and you know it.

Look at you.

A sheriff...

...of a sleepy one-horse town with zero crime,

and then boom...

...it all kicks off when the Lords ride in.

Like something out of a two-bob airport novella, ain't it?

Most of the English over here are criminals.

But not all of us.

So unless you're gonna charge me...

...time to salir.

Tea's shit, mate.

So...

...looks like the apple didn't fall so far from the tree after all.

Look, I'm sorry, Dad.

The man who killed Uncle Tony died in the hospital.

They was just asking me about him.

What did you say?

Nothing. I don't know anything.

Then what you sorry about, hm?

I didn't mean to embarrass you.

You avoiding me is embarrassing.

Not coming home for Christmas...

...embarrassing.

But getting arrested...

You drive.

A-hem.

- What? - Your partner's widow, Mrs Russo is here.

- Now? - Yeah.

For fuck's sake. All right, bring her in.

Hiya.

Thanks for coming down.

Do you mind?

No, of course not.

Been on my own with him since his dad was murdered.

There we go.

Do you wanna take a seat?

I, er...

...I just wanted to reassure you

we're doing everything we can to find David's killers.

You know, my husband thought you were the bee's knees.

The way you brought him up - from traffic duty. - Yeah.

He rated you.

He was a good lad.

They're gonna pay for what they took from you.

You have my word on it.

I heard they fled the country.

Yeah.

Unfortunately, yeah.

And you let 'em escape.

We're gonna find them, Amelia.

I promise you, whatever it takes.

Fighting talk.

I like it.

But my David is dead.

And whatever comfort I may have had in seeing justice done...

...that's gone too.

And it's your fucking fault... woman.

'What did the police do to you?'

Just digging.

- They found your earrings. - Fuck!

Without the other one, they can't prove it's yours.

They've got nothing.

Right?

They can't pin anything on us, we're in the clear.

I promise.

We're home free.

No, we're not.

Your brother's worked out the land's worth 50 grand.

He said he'd tell your dad they should flip it

and fuck off back to Bermondsey.

Well, that's not happening.

Cind, we ain't come this far for nothing.

Maybe you should tell him about the hotel.

You know, try and get him - on the hook. - Have you met my dad?

He'd never entertain the idea of us building on that land,

because he didn't think of it himself.

That's his mentality.

That's why I got as far away from him as I possibly could.

Well, whether you like it or not,

he owns the land now, and we need him.

Cos if they sell up and go back to London, we're stuck here.

Potless. Squatting in someone else's house.

Like Uncle fucking Tony.

What's the weather like out there? 'Sunshine and blue skies.'

Kids flying kites.'Typical. Sun only comes out when you go away.'

Where you at with that lock-up?

'It's sorted, Dad.'Good boy. How much d'you get?

What?'You heard.'

Yeah, pushed him hard, Dad.

He went over like a granny in the snow.'How much?'

'A few grand.'Good. Well, get that money sharpish.

We ain't got money to eat and God knows how long it'll take

to sell that land. 'Yeah, sweet, Dad.'

So, what's it like there, anyway? Nice birds?

Listen, Kel.

You're the only one I trust.

And I need my general, here with me. You get it?

Yeah, that's cushty, Dad. Really cushty.

Hey, we'll have a nice bit of lobster when I get out there.

'Lobster? I fucking hate lobster.

'You know how much that land is worth?'

£50,000 for the Lords.

'Fucking hell.'Yeah, exactly.

That's plenty for us to get back in the game.

We'll be back in south London and on top before you know it.

Ow! God, it stings!

You should've used the Piz Buin I gave you.

- Len, ssh! - Sorry, Dad.

Kel, it's Ma.

'All right, Mum?'

That little thing, I asked you to do. Any good?

Yeah. Yeah.

Name's Eddie Smith. He's a right wrong 'un.

He lives up on the flats on Nelson Wa... Way.

'Good boy. You gonna flop on him?'

Oh! Fucking wanker!

Your kid brother deserves to know the truth.

Don't you think?

'It's all in hand, Ma. I got the yogga. I'm gonna stick it on him.'

That's it.

All I ask is that we look out for each other.

Piss off.

No.

I will not sit here and listen to you masticating.

Then licking the crisp dust off your fingertips. It's disgusting, no.

What do you think he's up to?

I don't know.

We just need something illegal.

Stolen goods, theft, anything with a bit of jail time.

That way we can get him to roll over on the brother

before he fucks off to Spain.

Without Kelly, we can't get to Gene.

Without Gene, we're fucked.

Hello?

What the fuck are you doing here? Don't shoot, don't shoot!

- Are you trying to rob me? - No, I'm not, I'm a friend of Cindy's.

- Cindy's? - Yeah.

Cindy.

How do you know my mother?

Mother?

♪ MADNESS: Our House ♪

Twos.

I've just sparked up. Just saying I want the twos.

♪ Father wears his Sunday best

♪ Mother's tired, she needs a rest

♪ The kids are playing up downstairs

♪ Sister's sighing in her sleep... ♪ No.

♪ Ah-ah-ah

♪ Brother's got a date to keep He can't hang around

♪ Our house

♪ In the middle of our street

♪ Our house

♪ In the middle of our Our house is... ♪

Who the fuck are those people?

What you doing here?

Sorry, we did knock.

I'm Lola. And this is my sister Manuela.

- And? - And we're from a small Gitano community here

that live on your land.

Our land?

Yes, and as the new landowners,

my father would like to welcome you to come over for dinner tonight.

And celebrate with our people.

It would be an honour to have you as our guests.

I don't fucking think so.

Dad, come on.

No, it would...

...it would be our honour. No, Son, no.

Dad, please.

We'd love to.

Gracias.

A gift.

From your land.

A tradition.

Dad, what have you got to say?

Gracias. Gracias.

We appreciate you coming. I'll see you out.

Gypsies on our land? Maybe they have a right to roam.

Well, unless they've got 50 grand, they can fuck off back there.

- Leonard. - Fucking hell, Dad.

No, no, no, fuck off, Len. No, no, no.

Sooner we sell this land and get home, the better.

I'm going in. It's fucking hot.

What the fuck are you doing with this anyway?

I heard you just got out of jail.

Yeah. TDA, mate.

I stole a car.

Hardly crime of the fucking century.

How did you wind up in the nick, then?

Look at me... you fool.

I'm not sure how I'm going to break this one to Ma.

Fucking hell. If the social sees the state of this gaff...

I'm 16.

Socials don't give a fuck.

And anyway, I'm just here till my mum gets back.

Oh, mate, she's not coming back, is she?

What you chatting about? She killed a policeman.

She's on the run in Spain with me brother.

What?

- She killed Babylon? - No, it weren't murder. It was an accident.

- Why Spain? - Here, look.

- Have that.What? - Less you know, the better, all right?

I've already said too much.

Wish I could do more for you, but I'm leaving for Spain myself.

You look after yourself, yeah?

Thanks for not shooting me.

Listen, Dad, I know you want to sell up and go home, but hear me out.

I found it hidden in the games room.

What is it?

It's a design for a resort town.

Hotels, apartments, golf courses, swimming pools.

Even a cheeky little Giorgi Armani shop.

Don't you see?

This is why Uncle Tony was buying up all the land. He was gonna build it.

Well, we all know he was full of shit.

That's not the point, Carl. Dad, you own this land now.

What, we're gonna build a town?

Turn that shitty old bit of land into fucking St Tropez?

Do me a favour, you fucking ice cream.

- Well, why not? - Well, what the fuck - do we know about building? - Yeah.

Well, nothing, but the Gitanos do

and that's the reason we need to keep them sweet.

Listen, Dad... you play this right and you could be back in the game.

Just imagine, how all them mugs back in London will feel

seeing you plotting up with a lardy on your penthouse balcony.

This is more than just 50 grand.

Think big, Dad. That's what you do.

This could blow everything out of the water

and put you right back where you deserve to be.

Right on fucking top.

But to do that, we need those Gitanos on side.

You're talking bollocks, mate. We haven't got a dollar to our name.

We're totally fucking potless.

Can't even afford to get back to Bermo,

and you're suggesting we build a fucking hotel?

You've got some fancy ideas, kid.

Why not? Hm?

You should listen to him.

You're all hands, Son. Start using your canister.

OK, let's break bread with the Gitanos.

I mean...

...fuck it.

What's the worst that could happen?

Len, bring a blade just in case.

Well done, Son. Well done.

Barney?

Barney.

Just come to pick up that cash.

It's there.

Feels a bit light.

Mind if I, er...

Go on. Knock yourself out.

- A thousand pound. - Hm?

- It's a thousand pound. - Yeah.

Isn't that what we agreed?

Yeah.

What am I supposed to tell my dad, then?

Tell him he's an irrelevant old man. And no-one's scared of him any more.

And you... you're a fucking pretender. Look at you.

Please.

Now, your little brother, the one who killed the gavver, fucking hell.

I can't go back with a grand. He's got more bollocks

than the lot of you put together.

Now fuck off before I lose my patience.

Empty the peter, now!

OK.Yeah.

I want everything in that safe.

Sure.

Now, move.

I said move!

Well, come on, then.

- The whole thing, yeah? - Yeah.

Open it.

- Agh! - Fucking...!Agh!

You're finished, you mug!

Shit!

I'll fucking get you for this.

Sorry. OK?

You're fucked.

You're fucked!

Who the fuck are you?

Stay shtoom.

If you wanna get out of here.

Oi! Oi!

Fucking hell!

Who the fuck's that?

It's funny seeing our boys change.

One minute, they're off gallivanting around.

The next, they're back in the fold.

Making moves.

I'm proud of you, Alb.

It was smart bringing Gene back into the family like that.

He thinks in a way his brothers don't.

It's all up there.

He might open the door.

But it'll be me walking through it.

Truth is, Alb,...

...I don't give a fuck who opens it.

I just wanna be back in the room.

You will be, Ma.

You will be.

♪ HUMAN LEAGUE: Mirror Man ♪

Fucking state of this place - it's a khazi.

Welcome. We are honoured you came.

This is my father, Diego.

Tia Maria.

It's like wine, but... a little bit posher.

Carl, babe, don't do that. Give a shit.

Look at us.

Sat here with our clans, enjoying each other's company,

having a nice time.

You and me...

...come from nothing.

But we've got...

...family, freedom.

You ever think about moving on?

I mean... Spain's a big country.

I-I'm just saying.

You know, you wander.

That's your game, right?

Right?

So this whole community live on the land?

Mostly everyone lives in town.

But my father, he'll never leave.

What about you guys? What do you want?

Your family owns the deeds to this land.

But we have history.

So I hope we can all get along in peace.

That's why I asked you here.

Look, our accents might be different

but our history's closer than you think.

Me and my family have lived on the outside all our lives,

we just wanna live in peace too.

Maybe even prosper together?

- Salute. - Salute.

You all right, love?

Hm.

Funny lot, aren't they?

You seem comfortable here.

Good people, these.

I should know.

Didn't know you were Gypsy.

Romany.

Before I met Alb.

That's why they call me Mint Ma.

Used to graft the herbs up Kings Cross.

Full of surprises, me.

Mm.

'Her name's not Cindy Carter. It's Mercy Wynters.'

Last registered occupant of the address you followed Kelly Lord to.

Ten years for a firearms offence, but no other arrests.

Registered to the same address.

That's the little shit - who stole my car. - Mm.

Hid adoptive name is Eddie Smith.

But his birth name is Wynters.

He's her son.

16.

Just out of borstal.

Have you got anything else - on the mother? - No.

She dropped off the face of the earth after she got released.

So she changed her name to Cindy Carter

and she's on the run with a wanted Lord boy.

I mean, what the fuck's that about, guv?

Sadly, you're never gonna get to find out.

Sorry, I don't understand, sir.

Unauthorised surveillance.

Intimidating a witness.

Putting a fellow officer's life at risk.

You want to get another one killed, do you?

And for what?

Are you any closer to arresting Gene Lord?

Hm?

No, sir.

Kelly Lord?

No, sir.

Cos he's left for Spain.

To meet his brother in Alabasas,

where he can't be arrested.

So you threw away your whole career for nothing.

No, sir.

For Russo... Oh, for fuck's sake!

This is what happens when you let a woman do a man's job.

You're suspended without pay until further notice.

Cunt!

I used to love this place.

My old man brought me in here...

...just the two of us.

I was allowed one knickerbocker glory...

...but had to keep it on the QT from me brothers.

Just like a little thing between me and Dad.

Where's the rest of your family, then?

Well, you must have a dad.

My dad died when I was a kid.

It's just me and my mum.

At least I thought it was.

I see.

Well... thanks.

You know, for...

...what you did.

Thieving skills come in handy sometimes.

No, I'm serious.

If you're serious, then take me with you.

To Spain.

You owe me.

I just wanna see my mum.

I wish I could.

See, I've gotta go through the slips mate.

The police'll be looking for me.

Here.

Go on.

Mr Lord, come join me.

No, you're all right, mate. Not unless you've got any Boney M.

Come on.

Senora Lord, will you join me for this dance?

Carly, hold this, I'm on.

All right.

Ma.

Looking good, Ma.

Go on, Ma.

So beautiful.

Enough!

Gypo...

...I want you off my land.

Albert. Nitto!

- Shut it, woman! - Dad.

You take your caravans and you fuck off back to Rome, Pikey!

Ahora metiera de la ciudad!

Dad!

Hey! Que, que, que?

Fuck off.

Leonard, the blade.

Mm-mm.

You come back when you're not with your friends.

Peace, you said.

- Lola. - Gene... Lola, please... leave it.

Leave it.

What have you done, Dad? You just fucked everything.

He's got his hands all over your mother!

Right, let's get the fuck out of this shithole. Come on.

Esta bien, esta bien.

Come on, let's go.

For fuck's sake. Now what?

♪ BRONSKI BEAT: Smalltown Boy ♪

Do you really listen to Boney M?

♪ By the rivers of Babylon... ♪

Alb, I know we hardly know each other, but...

...I just wanted to say...

...you've got a good family.

Yeah.

The way you brought your kids up.

The way you are with your wife.

They all look up to you, you know.

It's nice.

I make you right, you know, what you did last night.

You're a proud man...

...a protective man.

And let's have it, right,

them Gitanos weren't showing you the respect you deserve.

They don't know who you are,

what you're about.

Do they?

Leonard!

Leonard!

♪ ..Run away, turn away Run away, turn away

♪ Run away... ♪

Oi!

You still got that yogga?

- What? - The gun we clumped off those Dutch mugs?

Cos they ain't coming back anytime soon.

Pugged under the pool table.

Good boy. And I need my general.

And he's gotta go, that fucking Diego.

Two bullets, back of the canister.

Dad, them Gitanos are mob handed. We'll get weighed in.

Which is why we'll surprise him, dinlo.

Just you keep using your hands. Leave the brains to your old man.

Fuck!

Aagh!

Shit!

Fucking idiot, Leonard!

Leonard!

Dad, you all right? Let's get the fuck out of here!

The gun was empty.

Sin verguenza!

Vete de aqui de mi casa!

Do you want me to fucking die?

Eh?

Is that it?

Fuck!

I swear to God, the gun was loaded. I fucking checked it.

If the gun was loaded, then the mug would be dead, wouldn't he?!

Stop, you'll muller him! Shut it, you charley brass!

Fucking stop, Dad!

I won't stop!

You're a fucking embarrassment! Look at you! You're pathetic.

I brought you up to be a man. You're too busy lifting weights,

listening to Bronski Beat. - What's wrong with you?! - Albert!

Enough!

I'm all right, I'm all right.

I'll do us a cup of tea.

Sweetheart.

What the fuck did I just say?!

- OK, babe. - I'm all right.

I'm so sorry, darling.

Got you.

I want to go home, Ma.

It hurts, doesn't it?

Not just your face, but...

...deep inside, right here.

I've always stood by you, Alb.

Even when you were down.

Those times you couldn't get out of the feather.

Family is everything to me.

You know that.

I didn't marry a man who can't stand to see his wife have a good time...

...who sits around pitying himself.

Wondering why his life didn't turn out the way he hoped.

No.

I married a dynamic...

...a charming man.

A man who saved me from hell...

...who could protect me...

...a man who had vision.

Gene's right.

There's something here for us.

That place, on this land. Call it intuition...

...but I can feel it.

There's a future here.

A fortune too.

I've given you everything, Albert.

But I will not sit back and watch this opportunity pass us by.

I'm not going home.

I'm staying here.

And I suggest, if you want me...

...if you want this family,

that you do whatever it takes, everything in your power,

to make it right again.

Otherwise, you'll grow old alone.

Gene...

...my boy.

You fancy coming for a drive with me?

I didn't give the best account of myself last night.

So I was thinking that we could go back up to the Gitanos and say...

...and say, let's start again.

They trust you.

So do I.

I need you with me.

My general.

Papa...

We're just here to talk.

We've nothing to say to you.

What he did...

...it's unforgiveable, I know that.

But we have a lot more to gain from friendship than war.

You live on this land.

We own it.

So we need to find a way to live side by side in peace.

Dad?

What the boy said...

...we need to learn to get on.

I was insulted.

Where I'm from, a man can't let that slide.

I was protecting my family.

You understand that.

I made a rick, it was a mistake.

I have met... bad men...

...stupid men, arrogant men.

All gentlemen, compared with you.

You say you protect your family.

You know nothing about family!

Even your boy can see that.

You're not a father...

...not a husband!

You'll never build your hotel on this land.

Please.

I'm sorry.

I need to make this right.

I...truly am sorry.

Get the fuck off my land.

You did really well, Dad.

Here you are.

Hey.

Well, he actually did it.

I'm so proud of you.

Yeah, well, I'm not sure he is.

Who gives a fuck what he thinks?

Right, I'm gonna tell Ma, she'll be happy.

Listen...

...there's nothing in this world I wouldn't do for you, heart.

I know.

♪ We are young

♪ Heartache to heartache

♪ We stand

♪ No promises, no demands

♪ Love is a battlefield... ♪

I love you.

♪ We are strong

♪ No-one can tell us we're wrong

♪ Searching our hearts for so long

♪ Both of us knowing

♪ Love is a battlefield

♪ We are young

♪ Heartache to heartache

♪ We stand

♪ No promises, no demands

♪ Love is a battlefield

♪ We are strong

♪ No-one can tell us we're wrong

♪ Searching our hearts for so long

♪ Both of us knowing

♪ Love is a battlefield. ♪

AccessibleCustomerService@sky.uk