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You're going to the British
Virgin Islands. You'll co-ordinate

with the DEA and use Baxter
to get to a Logan Campbell,

who has control
of Miller's money.

The quicker you find the money,
the quicker you will find Miller.

The DEA and British police
are here to arrest me.

I chose Tortola.

I'm on the run, John.

From what? I need to
go somewhere quiet.

I just offered to clean
$100 million for you.

No...

I'll see you soon, John.

DOOR CLOSES

Hello, Joey.

Who is he?

Well, I'm not making the
drinks, Joey. What you having?

Nothing.

Times have changed.

Times have changed.

Take a seat, Joey.

I didn't know you'd
hung onto this place.

Oh, it's the only
one I've got left.

I can't let it go.

I suppose I'm getting
a little nostalgic.

You're not alone there. I
miss it something terrible.

What Soho was.

What London was. Yeah.

Used to be, for what we
do, there was a system.

The Sabinis in Soho,
Ron and Reg in the East,

the Richardsons in the South,

Billy Hill in the North, some
mad Irish bastard out West.

You could drop me on
any street in London

and I could tell you who ran it.

Now...

..fuck me. Yeah.

Turks, Albanians, some
scrotty kids with automatics -

it's bloody anarchy.

And there's no respect, no
recognition, of what we built.

Listen, Joey...

Where's the villains? Where's
the scores, the proper scores?

Well, Brink's-Mat was proper,
Joey. Three tonnes of yella.

And how did that work out,
for them what done it?

McAvoy was in the
nick in a week!

Lots of people got
rich off that job,

but it weren't the
six blokes in the van.

They say Miller's on his
toes with half of it.

Yeah, he's on his toes, but I bet
he ain't still got half of it.

Yeah. And for what we did, Tel,
Brink's-Mat was the end of it.

Well, Joey, that's sort of what
I want to talk to you about.

The Old Bill ain't much
better. Used to be personal.

You knew who was chasing you,
you could plan accordingly.

But now, fuck me... Yeah.

It's all computers and
listening to your phone calls.

And grasses.

Supergrasses, Tel.

That's what they call
them. Not grasses.

Not scum.

Not dead men walking.

There's a detective at the Yard

turning over some of the
biggest faces in London.

I mean, Jesus Christ,
how did we get to this?

I don't know. Well,
it ain't over yet.

I tell you what, that detective's
got a bull's-eye on his back.

I'm glad to hear it.

There's enough of the old ways
of working to get him the sack,

and if that don't work,
he'll take a walk.

But one way or another,

he'll be taken care of. So,
what you got for me then, Tel?

It's cocaine.

'Course it's cocaine.
Everything's bloody cocaine.

That's the other thing,
now, ain't it? The drugs.

I used to say to my lot, on
a job, you drink ginger beer,

because a shaky hand and a shotgun
don't go together, do it, Tel?

No. But now, with the cocaine?

I heard of a young team in
Clapham, went to rob a Barclays,

got spangled on cocaine,

ended up turning over the florists
next door. How much cocaine?

Two tonnes.

What do you need from me?

Your name.

You've got a name. Yeah,
not like yours, Joey.

If two tonnes go on the streets in
my name, there would be resistance.

But your name - yours - it's got
the weight that two tonnes needs.

Who's bringing it in?

They've got some bloke
at Southampton docks,

and a smart kid in charge who
can move it all in a week.

Him?

He's my nephew.

I know he's your nephew. I
don't walk into a room blind.

10%. That's five mil'.

Just for your name.

And for the chance to
show that blokes like us

can still pull off
something like this.

All right, then Tel.

That's enough.

Thank you, Joey.
Go on, then, son.

You might not be a barman, but
you can pour a ginger beer.

BANG Armed police!
Armed police!

CHILDREN LAUGH AND SQUEAL

TV REPORTER: John Palmer claims
to be a legitimate businessman,

even with his connection to the
infamous Brink's-Mat robbery.

And yet, in secret filming,

he offered a highly
illegitimate service...

25 million. I'll clean
it for 25 million.

For $25 million, you will
launder $100 million?

PHONE RINGS

DOG BARKS

BOYCE, ON PHONE:
Where's Campbell now?

Oh, he's still with the Americans,
but I've got a plan to get him back.

Get Campbell to give up
the money, then Miller.

In that order, Lundy.

Don't worry, Guvnor, I've turned
harder blokes than Campbell.

I'm going to Tenerife with
Harper to get search warrants

against Palmer.
I'll be in touch.

Sounds like we're
nearly done, sir.

It's Brink's-Mat,
it's never done.

BRIGHTWELL: Sir, can
you hold on a minute?

I need my expenses put through.

My missus wants a tumble dryer.
It's my fault for moving to Surrey,

it raises expectations.

You two get the paperwork
from Campbell's office,

I'll see you at the
house. Hurry up.

DOOR CLOSES

Sir, this murder on the M25...

That's a Kent Police investigation,
and I have a flight to catch.

The name of their suspect
- it's an alias, sir.

An alias for whom?

REPLY INAUDIBLE

OK.

DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES

I'll meet you at
the airport, Harper.

I'll check us in.

Aisle or window, sir?

He feels like a
window, doesn't he?

One of life's observers.

Is she a strong witness?

She's 17 years old.

She saw her boyfriend
murdered in front of her,

she has the press all over
her, she comes here every day

to look at photos, and if
she had her way she'd be here

every night too, if
it meant catching him.

She's as strong as they come.

HE SIGHS

PHONE RINGS

Yes.

She's sure?

OK, thanks.

This is a Kent
Police Investigation.

And keep it that way.

People will come and offer help.

Some will be genuine,

others will be
something else entirely.

And I'll recognise them
both for what they are.

Kent Police has changed, sir.

My team is small but they are
loyal, and they are straight.

My worry with this, with...

..with him, would be the Met.

Good luck, Biddiss.

Road rage.

Now that's what the
papers are calling it.

It sounds understandable,
excusable.

I mean, everyone gets pissed
off on the motorway, don't they?

That makes me angry, sir.
Because this wasn't road rage.

This was heinous. Evil.

This was stabbing a kid to death at
quarter past one in the afternoon.

I'll tell you something else,

he was losing.

He went and got the knife,
because he was losing the fight.

Whatever Noye was back at
Brink's-Mat, he's different now.

More desperate.

More dangerous.

They all are.

DOOR CLOSES

You're late. Sorry, JP.

Is he talking?

No, I didn't think so.

Don't worry, I'll get
him talking soon enough.

Campbell's under our protection.

Does he know he
doesn't have to be?

He has control of well
over $100 million.

Your gold money is a
small part. HE CHUCKLES

The rest belongs to some of the most
dangerous drug cartels in the world.

We'll.. When they hear we have him,
they'll send someone to kill him.

We'll protect him. With what?

With the lingering might
of the British Empire.

Tortola's a British
Overseas Territory,

which means, that now we've enough
evidence to place British charges,

we can hold him under house
arrest and apply for extradition.

By tomorrow, I'll have a
federal witness protection order

to offer him, that we
both know he'll take.

Then we have until tomorrow
to persuade him not to.

Now go and get him before
I nick you for obstruction.

ANGRY SHOUTING

The tourists want their
deposits back, Senor Palmer,

what do we tell them?

Tell them to read
the small print.

PHONE RINGS

That is your wife.

And...

..the other one.

Both of them, all day.

OK.

Hello? What have
you done, John?

OK, listen...

Why didn't you warn
me about the TV?

Do you have any idea how
embarrassing this is?

Hang on, love. CLICK

SHE LAUGHS INCREDULOUSLY

Hello? Last chance, John.

Take me seriously, or
I'll do something serious.

One minute. John! Don't...

SHE CURSES

Erm, listen, love, I'm going
to have to call you back,

I'm in the thick of it here.

Don't you fucking
dare! LINE GOES DEAD

Ugh!

KNOCK AT DOOR

Where's Miller?

And where's his money?

Shall we skip this stage?

I have limited time
and I need to pack.

That's your plan, is it, mate?

To live in the
arse-end of America

and spend the rest of your life
looking over your shoulder?

I need to pack. And
I need Charlie Miller

and half of the proceeds
of the Brink's-Mat robbery.

You give me that, I
will pack for you.

Or we extradite you, and you
can pack for Wormwood Scrubs.

For an extradition order,
you need evidence of crime.

Evidence of money laundering,
means finding the laundered money.

Which you never will.

At Cambridge, we called
that a Gordian Knot.

Give me Charlie Miller,

and we'll drop all
British charges.

How would that work?

Tell me where he is.

Off the record. Then sit
here, enjoy the sunshine,

wait for the Americans
to fetch you,

and we'll never file a single
charge against you in England.

Or I stay on your tail,

and try every trick in
the book to drag you home.

And, believe me, son...

..you don't want
me on your tail.

There's a small amount...

..of Miller's money
in Costa Rica.

And it's getting smaller.

The fuck was that?

That was me getting
a lead on Miller,

and letting Campbell
think he's won.

He has won. You have
him and his paperwork

until the Americans
get their act together.

If you're that desperate to find
the money, you'd best get cracking.

Right then, have fun, won't you?

Oh, he's in charge. Why?

He was the youngest detective in
the history of the Flying Squad.

He's got to have
something about him.

You know Tenerife well
enough to know that

it is not a big
enough place to hide.

I'm not hiding. Mm.

You sleep in that little
apartment, drive that little car,

and only come here
in the daylight,

when it's safe.

When it feels safe.

I'm just keeping my head down
while I get everything...

..back on its feet.

You went on television
and spoke about us.

I never used your name.

If you talk like
that on television,

what would you say about
us in a police cell?

There won't be no police cells.

No-one can touch me here.

Why not?

HE SCOFFS

Because of your pub bouncers?

I knew one day I'd have to
fight for what I have here,

which is why I've
paid who I've paid.

And the people who run this
island have got my back.

So if you come for me,

it won't end well
for either of us.

The reason you're still alive is
because you are still with us.

We do not need to come for you.

All we need to do
is stand aside.

DOOR CLOSES

Buenos dias. Buenos dias!

Que buen dia se ha
quedado, eh? Ya veo, ya.

Mira, me pones lo de siempre?

Un cafelito corto? Gracias.

Buenos dias, senor.

Buenos dias.

Take out every penny you
can, from wherever you can,

bring it here in cash,

I'll give you half.

How long do you have?

A day or two, maybe.

It's hard to say.

Where will you go?

I don't know.

But what I do know is...

..is that you were right.

About what would happen
with the Russians.

About Tenerife.

I had this place, this island.

For a while there, I had it.

And now I don't.

It is an old island,
Senor Palmer,

and this...

..is an old story.

DOOR SLAMS

Hola, amigo! Como estas?

What a beautiful day. How
do you say that, then?

Un hermoso dia.

Un hermoso dia! That's it.

Here, give me four of
those lovely naranjas.

And put 'em in a bag for
me. I ain't a juggler.

PHONE RINGS

Hello?

Hello?

Hello.

Who's this?

My name is Lena.

I know John.

BABY CRIES

SHE SOBS

I'm sorry.

Ah, cheers, mate.

What's Campbell up to?

Kipping.

Why didn't you tell me about
you and the Flying Squad?

It was a long time ago.

All that shit I give you, and
you had that in the locker.

HE CHUCKLES

I went to a good
school, Jennings.

I'll not tell you how good or
you won't let me forget it.

I wanted to be a lawyer.

Perry Mason... THEY LAUGH

..that was my man.

Pouring over files,
cracking cases.

But somewhere along the
way, I ended up a cop.

And I hated the beat,

so I badgered them to let
me join the Flying Squad.

I think they thought
it would be fun,

watching a 19-year-old
have a detective career

battered out of him. But...

..it never was.

You've got Campbell's
files in there, mate.

Why don't you go a little
Perry Mason on them?

THEY CHUCKLE

Well, if it's that
or talking to you...

SHE LAUGHS

SIREN SOUNDS

Shit.

Two men in the jeep, sir.

They're just sitting there.

They're here for Campbell.

They'll be armed,
Tone. And we're not.

Radio for help.

Sir, the car will take
an hour to get out here.

They don't know that.

Urgent backup required.

Repeat, urgent backup required
at the Campbell Residence.

INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER

Stay back. Piss off.

You know, Nic, in my first week
on the beat, I was with an old cop

when we got surrounded on
an estate by a gang of kids.

And he told me to stop...

..and only look at him.

He pulled out his fags...

..and asked me questions.

About my life, about my family,

about who I fancied
in the Grand National.

And after a couple of minutes,

I looked up, and
the kids had gone.

He was teaching me the difference
between threat and action.

That if you don't act, then
they have only two choices.

They can act...

ENGINE STARTS

..or they can leave.

You're wasted working with me.

Tell me about it.

HEAVY FOOTSTEPS

HE SLURS DRUNKENLY IN SPANISH

MAN SPEAKS SPANISH

It's coming to me, Nic.

It's emerging.

Oh, yeah? Mm.

There are a few dozen

companies around the world
that the money moves between.

And it looks random, but I reckon
when I get into those movements,

I'll see that all the companies
are decoys, apart from one.

Which one?

I don't know yet.

Right.

0% interest.

That's what these companies'
bank accounts pay.

I've just bought a semidetached
in Sunbury, with a 14% mortgage

that keeps me up at
night, and Campbell's got

more than $100 million
collecting 0% interest.

Cos that's the deal - for the
banks to look the other way

while the money
passes through them.

And I'm telling you, Nic, these
banks, they're not even hiding it.

These flowers don't fit...

..in his house, in his life.

These flowers don't fit.

That's probably why
she shopped him.

It's her. That's
how we get to him.

No, she doesn't know anything.

She thinks she doesn't.

Two years we have been
investigating Senor Palmer.

Then he flies to London, and
admits it all on television?

Hubris. Cocaine.

I believe the two
are intertwined.

He admits to
criminal conspiracy.

This means we can request
federal search warrants,

financial records and co-operation
arrangements to those around him.

That would be very helpful...

It will be slow. But this is
Spain, everything is slow.

These would be British charges.

The crimes were committed in Spain,
and they will be charged in Spain.

This is our evidence,

and I've been chasing John Palmer
for a lot longer than two years.

When Palmer leaves a Spanish
prison, in many years' time,

you can arrest him
on the way out.

For now, I thank
you for your help,

and would ask that you leave
Tenerife as quietly as you arrived.

Of course, there is
another way this could go.

Another justice that
Palmer might face.

Where did you get this?

Interpol.

It is a popular sport -
the hunt for John Palmer.

BANG

MOTORCYCLE SPLUTTERS
AND BACKFIRES

Here he is, mi amigo.

Como estas?

Oh, them naranjas was
lovely, by the way.

Er, muy bueno!

That's right,
innit? "Muy bueno"?

And a couple of lemons.

Negroni, is it?
Oh, that's Italian.

Looking for me?

Who the fuck are you?

Who sent you, Joey?

Christ, it's Kenny Noye!

Hello, son.

Well done on Brink's-Mat.

Fancy a bit of lunch?

I don't know anything
about what he did.

Didn't you ever look around and
wonder where the money came from?

There are more companies
registered in these islands

than there are
people who live here.

Do you think it is Tortolans
registering those companies?

Hiding that money? It is rich
people from rich countries

hiding money here, cleaning
it, and then taking it back.

So, Detective,

when you walk the streets of
London, don't you ever look around,

and wonder where all
the money comes from?

Well, I'll tell you one thing
- you're too good for him.

Hmm.

When we met, he was different.

But whatever he's done here, it took
more from him than he would admit.

He's leaving. Probably
with the Americans.

He is a businessman, he
will take the best deal.

I'm sure this place will
be better off without him.

He did some good
here, with the money.

Oh, yeah? What's that, then?

Olives.

That's what this
place was built on.

They grew 'em up in the
hills, brought 'em here,

and cured 'em in salt,

down there, in tunnels.

And, pound for pound, those
olives were worth more than gold.

You should have nicked
a load of olives, Kenny,

then you wouldn't be here.

Who's she?

Housekeeper. She
don't speak English,

and she don't read
English newspapers.

I heard you got
turned over, Joey.

You heard right.

My oldest mate
turned supergrass,

sold me down the river.

How'd you get out of that?

Got a dentist's appointment
on remand, went out a window.

And now here I am, on me toes.

Just like you.

And you're not long out,

which makes me wonder if
you're hiding from the Old Bill

or some of our lot.

You're living well.

If you come over here and
look weak, you get picked off.

Money protects you, for
as long as you've got it.

Oh, yeah.

You ain't staying in
that shithole, son.

You'll stay here with
me. Under my protection.

And I could do with the company.

Is he in there or what?

Mr Palmer is not available.

May I enquire as to the plan?

I'm retiring soon, Harper.

There are a few things I
need to see before I do,

and one of them is John Palmer
in the dock at the Old Bailey.

So that is why I
remain in Tenerife,

in a hot car, with you.

So, how do we get him?

We wait, we watch...

..we look for weakness.

OK.

It's just I packed
relatively lightly and...

..no easy way to say it,

I'm going to hit an underwear
crisis relatively soon, so...

Silence tends to be best
in these situations.

Back in a bit.

What? Harper!

ANGRY SHOUTING

I knew it.

Knew what?

When I watched you on
TV, humiliating yourself,

I knew you were on something.

I was stitched up,

and I'll be suing 'em for it.

Look, love, you should have
checked before coming here.

What would I have to check?

I mean, it's good to see you.

It's not good to see me, John.

She phoned me.

Who?

No.

No more.

How many others?

Whatever she said,
it's a pack of lies.

How many babies?

Look, we can discuss it,

I just need a bit of time
to smooth things out.

And to think I stood
by you through it all -

Brink's-Mat, the
press, the trial.

What a fool.

You're not a fool.

I've lost any respect
I ever had for you.

HE SCOFFS

Like the money,
though, don't you?

And the life that comes with it.

I used the money
to distract myself

from what was happening to us.

But I can't distract
myself from it any more.

I can't ignore it any more.

What's this?

I'm leaving you.

I've got two girls to look after
and I need to protect my future.

We can do a deal.

No, John.

This isn't about making a deal.

You're the same
as all the others.

You think I'm finished.

You think you can just...

..pick me off.

Well, I'm going to tell
you what I've told them.

I'll decide when I'm finished!

And I'm a long way from that!

When you're in a cell,
John, like your dad,

and wondering how you got there, I
want you to think about the gold.

That's where you'll
find answers...

..to what happened to you,
to what happened to us.

It was the gold.

Where is Palmer?
He's a bloody liar!

He's had our deposit for a
year, we've not heard a peep.

The apartments
are not completed.

Not completed?!

We've been to the site -
you've not even dug a hole!

Mr Palmer will be in touch
with everyone very soon.

Get him down here.

He can give us some of his
bloody gold money for all I care.

We have all your names and
address. We will be in touch.

Back to the airport, please.

This better be good.

Give the Spanish the money
laundering, you don't need it.

Palmer's accounts
showed signs of fraud,

which we ignored to get
to the money laundering.

But I think the fraud is
bigger than we thought and,

more importantly, the
victims are British.

That is a large-scale fraud
case, tried in England,

with a financial penalty of
tens of millions of pounds

and a lengthy prison sentence.

There's your Old
Bailey trial, sir.

The slight caveat, of course,
is that you need to persuade him

to come back to England
and face the charges.

Humility in victory.

Perry Mason taught me that.

When you crack the case, you
do so with a little restraint.

A little grace.

What does victory look
like to a man like you?

It looks like
Magdelene Holdings.

Took me a while to notice it.

Which was your plan, of course.

All the other companies are
so busy, so distracting,

sending all that
money around the world

and back and forth
to each other.

But then I realised
that it wasn't real.

It was just the same
money, rotating.

A diversion from the one company

that doesn't send any money
anywhere. Just receives it.

Magdelene Holdings.

You're less than halfway there.

It's not the company name you
need, it's the account number,

which you won't find in there.

Didn't Perry Mason usually
win? I'm sure he used to win.

Magdelene Holdings.

I'm afraid that's not the
dramatic return you envisaged.

We've already worked
that bit out, Nic.

Oh, yeah? What about
the account number?

You sent the money
from it for the school.

Hmm.

We're only interested in
the Brink's-Mat money.

Come back to England,
co-operate with us on that,

and then fight it out in court with
the Americans for the rest of it.

A few months open prison in England,
then it's back into your world.

You could be doing what you
do in the City by Christmas.

Just take one step back over the
line to not get nicked for it.

I, erm... I haven't slept
well since boarding school,

which means I saw them when
they came for me last night.

Next time, they'll come harder.

The Americans have offered me a
new identity, financial support,

and round-the-clock
armed protection.

What does Witness Protection
involve in England?

Bus pass and a false moustache?

Let us speak to our guvnor,
he could pull a few strings.

Why not?

Hello?

Where the fuck have you been?

I think, sometimes, about how
you and the others got involved.

For McAvoy, it was hearing there
was a guard at the Brink's-Mat depot

who liked a drink. For Noye, it
was hearing there was a lock-up

full of gold in South
London that needed moving.

But you weren't an armed robber,

and you weren't
a South Londoner.

You could have lived
down in Somerset,

in that nice home of
yours, with that nice wife.

And you could have said no.

You could have said no to Noye,
and he couldn't touch you.

But instead, here you are,

in a basement in Tenerife as
life collapses around you.

And you're here too, Mr Boyce.

Chasing what you've
never caught.

It is only when the chase is over
that you know what you've caught.

I hear Charlie Miller
slipped your net.

And who might have
told you that?

I keep my ears open.

Where's Noye?

No idea.

If you knowingly aided
the escape of a murderer,

then that's another ten years.

You won't be handing out
any years in Tenerife.

You look tired.

It's OK to be tired

when you're so close to the end.

I'll be choosing my ending.

And it ain't this.

And it ain't you.

Miller has the best thief-taker
in the Met on his tail.

Noye has a team of detectives
chasing him who can't be got at.

And you have me.

We'll get the lot of you.

How do you figure that?

Because all three of you are
labouring under a misconception.

You believe that
we fear the chase.

If there's a chase,
then there is a target.

If there is a target, then
our work is nearly done,

and what is left
is the easy part.

We do not fear
the chase, Palmer.

We welcome the chase.
PALMER CHUCKLES

That's lucky...

..because I ain't done running.

There is a contract
out on your life.

£1 million is what
you're worth...

..dead.

I'm worth a hell of a
lot more than that alive.

Are you sure?

You've always gone
about your business

in the right way, Mr Boyce...

..which is why I'll let you
leave of your own accord.

Come home.

I'll charge you, you'll fight it,
and then we'll see where we end up

when the chase is over.

I've beaten you once.

Then come back to England
and try to beat me again.

How's that wife of yours?
Still lumbered with you?

Hi.

SHE SPEAKS SPANISH

Gracias.

What's going on with Chelsea?
You up the Bridge on Saturday?

Isn't it boring living here,
once you take away the sunshine?

I would have thought you'd
found it hopelessly exotic.

SHE SCOFFS

That's the thing. Where
I'm from, house like this,

no matter how you got it,
comes with a bit of pride.

Where you're from, a house
like this, and how you got it,

well, I don't know how much
pride there can be in that.

I failed my degree at Cambridge.

My father did a
deal with the Dean.

They'd give me a
third-class degree

so long as I didn't humiliate
them by putting it to the test.

I was dispatched abroad.

A few years ago, I
attempted a glorious return,

hired a Rolls-Royce.

My father, he congratulated
me on reaching a new nadir.

Brink's-Mat is about as big a story
as it gets over there, is it not?

My role couldn't have failed
to be attractive to the press.

I was banished here in shame.

I cannot go home dragging more.

Boyce is travelling, but we'll
match whatever the Americans offer,

even if the guvnor has to
go to the Home Secretary.

You two should be proud
of the job you've done.

I'm sorry it's been in vain.

A nobody - that's who
you'd be in America.

With everything you've
been given in life,

is that really how
you want it to end?

I'd rather be a
nobody in America

than a failure in England.

SHE SIGHS

If you catch Miller,
then this becomes

a conspiracy with RICO charges,

which means that financial
penalties can be multiplied.

Your share could be
$50, $60 million.

You've just got to catch Miller.

$60 million and it
feels like we lost.

And there won't be a penny
if Lundy doesn't get Miller.

KNOCK AT DOOR

KNOCK AT DOOR

BOY: Ingles?

Hola, Charles.

Football. CHARLES SIGHS

Dos minutos.

Soy Maradona.

Eres Terry Butcher.

You know, son, you can be anyone
you want to be in this life

if you put your mind to it.

So, from all the people
I could be in this world,

the idea that I'd
pick Terry Butcher

is fucking insane.

So I'll be Millwall, the
pride of South London.

You be anyone you want,

and I'll still turn you
over like I always do.

OK, Charles.

HE SPEAKS SPANISH

We cannot help you.

Yeah, you can.

HE SPEAKS SPANISH

Would you go into a bank
in London and ask them

to talk about their clients?

Bloody right, I would.

Look, Charlie Miller's been
making withdrawals from this bank,

and I reckon that means
you know where he is.

HE SPEAKS SPANISH

He says you must go.

Yeah, I got that one.

INDISTINCT CHATTER

CAR ENGINE STARTS

How did you get out here, Kenny?

With a bit of help. You?

Ferry to France, train
through the Pyrenees.

The villains' route.

Who runs them...

..the supergrasses?

One detective, at the Yard.

You got a name?

You looking to apply?

No, I never got a name.

And I can't get my
head round that.

In my day, we'd come together,
work out who we had at the Yard

and take care of this
detective for the greater good.

But now, well, it's every
man for himself, innit?

Yeah.

Which is why I admire you,

and the others who
did it with you.

Did what?

Brink's-Mat.

With all due respect, Joey,
if I never have to talk about

Brink's-Mat again,
I'll be a happy man.

You know...

..that lot...

..the supergrasses?

I understand them.

I'd put a bullet between their
eyes, but I understand them.

If they're bang to
rights for 15, 20 years,

that's a death
sentence at their age.

If you're looking at
that kind of time,

you've got to find
another way out.

You and me, we did it
the old-fashioned way.

Left whatever we had in the blink
of an eye, took to our heels.

But this life, it ain't easy.

Looks pretty easy to me, Joey.

Well, it starts all right. You've
got money, the sun's shining,

and you ain't in the Scrubs.

But life ain't about
how things start, Kenny.

Life's about how things end.

And this life, well, it can take you
down some roads that ain't much fun.

What with the boredom...

..and the fear, the paranoia.

Spending every day wondering
who's coming for you.

So I understand the ones
that take the other way out.

I hate them.

I hate what they've become.

But I understand them.

PHONE RINGS

McLean. Boyce. I read Lundy's
file on the flight back,

or at least the
bits of it I could.

Half of it's redacted.

The supergrasses.

What about them?

Lundy ran them.

And it didn't end well.

Hi. Here she is.

Another hard day at the office?

Another hard day drinking beer?

I've been playing
football, ain't I? Hmm.

Here, I've sent the boy
out for some cold ones.

Take a seat, put
your trotters up.

Get the plane ready.

Er, yeah.

I don't know yet.
Just get it ready.

HE SIGHS

OK, OK, OK.

DOG BARKS

GUNSHOT

HE GROANS

GUNFIRE Ah, ah!

GUNFIRE CONTINUES

DOG BARKS

MAN SHOUTS

GUNFIRE

This is it, Palmer!

TYRES SCREECH

MEN SHOUT

Get in!

SHOUTING

Thanks, darling.

Another? No, no.

You know what, Joey? I think
I'm going to get going.

Where's the other
half, then, son?

Half of what?

The gold.

Is it with Miller?

I don't know Miller.

Palmer's busy, I hear.

Over in Tenerife.

I wouldn't know about that.

I'm sorry, son.

I just miss it, you know?

The action.

I understand that.

With everything you've done.

All them scores...

..all that time inside.

And all the things you've
learnt along the way,

like not to ask questions.

How did you forget
that one, Joey, hmm?

How do YOU forget
not to ask questions?

Because you ain't that old,
and you're ain't that stupid.

So what are you, Joey?

What have YOU become?

Have you had a nice day, Kenny?

Here with me?

Yeah.

Remember that, will you, son?

Remember that I
gave you a nice day.

THUD Armed police!

SHOUTING

Hands where I can see them!

All right, all right!

Hands where I can see them!

Clear!

Don't worry, Joe, he
ain't got nothing.

Show me your hands!

THUMPING AT DOOR

Senor?

Tunnels.

HE SPEAKS SPANISH

Ingles! Ingles!
Policia! Policia!

Ingles! Ingles!

Policia!

Sorry, babe.

TYRES SCREECH

PANTING

Argh! Ah!

TYRES SCREECH

Palmer!

INDISTINCT SHOUTING

GUNSHOTS

PANTING

GUNSHOTS

MUSIC: Insomnia by Faithless