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Legacy.

That's what I've been
thinking of lately.

How brutal legacy can be.

How cruelly dismissive.

How it takes one's life in full...

...with all its glory
and failure...

...all its love and hate...

...the thrill and mundanity.

The years... enjoyed and endured.

Everything that goes
into making a life.

Legacy takes all that and reduces
and reduces and reduces...

...and spits out its spiteful
conclusion.

Which, in my case, is Brink's-Mat.

That is the epitaph,
the obituary...

...of the years I have spent
on this earth.

Not one second of my life counts...

...but for the seconds I spent
within the orbit of Brink's-Mat.

You will not grant me
my freedom today.

I will serve my full sentence.

There'll be no clemency, no mercy.

(dramatic music playing)

And that is because it does not
matter who I was before.

It does not matter
who I am in here.

It matters only that I am
tainted by Brink's-Mat.

That is why in here
they cheer me...

...or ask me questions...

...or come to me
with their tawdry plots

or say to me, "Well-done, Cooper.
You showed 'em."

And I think that is why
they're in here...

...because they believe
there's victory in infamy.

I wish I thought so, too.

I wish I didn't sit in that cell

thinking of everything I had
and how I lost it...

...sending my mind
to ever-darker places.

That is why you cannot
grant me my freedom

because there is
no freedom to grant.

And in that I find
a solitary solace,

that it is not just me.

There are many men and women,
some in places like this,

many not,

some criminal, some not,

an unlikely alliance

brought together by a cold morning
at Heathrow

and three tonnes of gold.

We are a union of ruined souls,

all with our lives
cruelly distilled

or trapped, or tainted...

...all nothing but one thing.

We are Brink's-Mat.

That is our past.
That is our future.

That... is our legacy.

(keys jingle, lock clanking)

You must be sick of seeing me.

Crossed that bridge a while back.

(door slams, locks)

Plead guilty
to the financial charges,

tell me where your money is,

and you won't see me again.

Or what?

Or we'll charge you
with the robbery.

(scoffs) What robbery?

You were poor.

Along came the gold,
and then you were rich.

It won't be hard to join the dots.

The thing is, mate, (exhales)

I don't think you've got
any dots to join.

I've looked after you.

Got you home.

Now look after yourself.

Cop to the money.
We'll forget the robbery.

You know, being in here,

it's given me time to think,

make a few calls,
and learn more about you.

Whatever got you
through the night.

- Some people say you're bent.
- Some people are misinformed.

Copper being called bent,

it's like a villain being
called a grass.

Doesn't matter if it's true or not.

Being called it
leaves you vulnerable.

When you're kipping
in your cell tonight,

and I'm kipping in my house,

have a think about...
who's vulnerable.

You're right.
You've done okay by me.

I may even work my way
to missing you...

...when you're gone.

Where would I be going?

All I know is we're
not so different.

You'll do everything you can
to send me down,

and I'll do everything I can
to stop ya.

(suspenseful music playing)

What's that thing that
they say about generals?

That they're always fighting
the last war.

I wasn't a general,
and this is the same war.

Yeah.

Suppose it is.

Don't do it.

I have to.

Plead guilty.
Have a life beyond this.

(sighs) I've gotta fight, Mr Boyce.

The fight is all I've got left.

No lawyer in London
will look at your case

then stand at the Old Bailey
and argue your innocence.

It's correct.

I gave 'em 300 grand,

and they couldn't come
up with a defence.

So?

I'll be defending myself.

You can't read. You can't write.

It is a highly complex fraud trial,
and you shall defend yourself?

Can't say I'm not ambitious.

Where's Noye?

You know what people get
wrong about me and Noye?

They think we were
thick as thieves.

Bonnie and fucking Clyde.

Yeah. I met Kenny Noye
along the way,

but I never really knew the man.

And I don't think anyone
really did,

no matter how hard they looked.

And I'll tell you one thing
about Kenny Noye.

There's always someone
looking for him.

(suspenseful music playing)

(waiter speaks in Spanish)

Hola, Señor Green.

- Hello, mate.
- What can I get you?

What have you got?

We have the fish stew.

Thought you might.

Every day is the same.

Yeah, you're right there.

(office telephones ringing)

- When are they running it?
- Sunday, front page.

The News of the World
have got it, sir,

that we're looking for Noye.

Then call a press conference.

Sorry, sir?

What do we know?

Well, Noye's in Spain.

And he knows we're after him.

Yet we know nothing
because we have seen nothing.

We have heard things.

And I don't care if it's
a punt or an informant,

a Met regional crime squad
or God knows who else.

All we've done is hear things,

then have local police
steam in and come up empty.

We need someone to see Noye,
then we need to see Noye,

then our witness needs to see Noye.

And we'd rather do that
without the press,

but if they know,
then we embrace it.

And if Noye is on one front page,
he should be on them all.

Yes?

- So call a press conference.
- All right.

You do telly, I'll do print.

We will go to trial in England
against Palmer,

and we are assisting the Americans

to place RICO charges
against Miller in Florida,

where they can apply
far higher penalties than we can.

One half of the Brink's-Mat gold,
and you are prosecuting two men?

With the first half of the gold,

we were successful
in securing multiple convictions

but unsuccessful in recovering
the robbery's proceeds.

This time, Palmer and Miller
give us access

to more money than the Brink's-Mat
gold was ever worth.

Those two convictions could lead
to the greatest financial recovery

in the history of British policing.

It would take a criminal
fortune out of circulation

and stop all the damage
that money like that can do.

Now, that is as significant
a victory

as could be achieved at this point
in the investigation.

But if they're not convicted,
then you don't recover a penny.

And the last few years
of this investigation

and indeed your career were wasted.

I am aware of the stakes, sir.

And you won't be here
to guide it, Boyce.

You are out of time.

I know the date of my retirement
is imminent.

However, I would ask that you
consider special dispensation.

You know we can't do that, Boyce.

Thirty years' service,
then you're out.

But you're not quite finished yet.

You'll charge Miller
with the robbery before you go.

No, that was a bluff at our end.

We don't have enough evidence
to prove he was on the robbery.

The nation knows you caught
a Brink's-Mat robber, Boyce.

It was on the television.

Therefore, he will be charged
with the Brink's-Mat robbery.

With respect, sir,
this is a time to focus.

I am attempting to close one

of the most complicated cases
in the Met's history.

Brink's-Mat will not close
while four robbers walk free

and Kenneth Noye is on the run.

You are seeking a simplicity
that Brink's-Mat does not offer,

and Kenneth Noye is one problem
that does not belong to me.

(suspenseful music playing)

(patron) I tell you
it's been a godsend

finding that, mate.

Absolute godsend.

- See the match yesterday?
- Yeah.

(indistinct chatter)

(suspenseful music playing)

Don't you fucking dare!

(rain pattering)

(sighs)

(telephone ringing)

Hello?

Go to a payphone and call me back
on this number.

It's raining.

Just get a fucking pen, Brian.

(suspenseful music playing)

(rain pattering heavily)

(telephone ringing)

I've been seen.

(Reader) Where?

Gibraltar.

What are you doing down there?

Getting something to eat that
hasn't come out of the bloody sea.

You didn't tell me
about the papers.

How could I? If you gave me
a number, it would help.

It's time to speak
to our friends...

...see what they can do
on the charges.

What about the sighting?

It's not a problem,
as long as it's not the only one.

And one day last week,
Noye was playing golf in Cyprus,

eating lunch in Portugal,
and getting a nose job in Brazil.

Then he flew in on a private plane
to Biggin Hill

and went for a Chinese
in West Kingstown.

Over a hundred sightings
in 13 countries

called in over the last 24 hours.

We are being swamped,
which means one of them is true,

which means he's still
got some friends left.

So, let's go through his file
again and find his friends.

And where do we start?

It's Kenneth Noye.
Start with the gold.

They know about the historical
accusations against Lundy,

and there are a couple
of new allegations

in there for good measure.

May I ask your thoughts, gentlemen,
on this latest humiliation

for the once great
Metropolitan Police?

My thoughts are Miller's smarter
than I thought he was.

I expected a brick through
my window, not this.

- You think this is Miller's work?
- I don't know, ma'am.

I'd check my enemies list,
but I'd have to take a week off.

That's your response?

My response is, once again,

I've never been involved
in corrupt practises.

I've also never been afraid to nick
anyone who needed nicking,

including those that
do the same handshakes

as some of the people
in this building.

What are you suggesting, Lundy?

That I'm the best thief taker
at Scotland Yard.

I'm also the most investigated
copper at Scotland Yard,

and I don't think
that's a coincidence...

sir.

Boyce, what are your findings
on Lundy's record?

My conclusion is that
Lundy sails close to the wind

and gets too close to informants,

but I've never personally seen
any evidence of wrongdoing.

He's also integral to
the Miller case.

If we were to go through with
this charade at the Old Bailey,

trying to prosecute Miller
for the Brink's-Mat robbery,

then having Lundy on board gives us
a minute possibility of success.

In that case, Lundy is
suspended pending investigation

from the moment the Old Bailey
proceedings conclude.

Best take my bus fare
with me, then.

Sir, if you need me to step aside,
I'll under...

(Boyce) How close
are the Americans

to bringing charges against Miller?

Well, they'll be in place
by the time

the verdict comes in
on the robbery trial.

He can go from our custody
to theirs.

You are assuming
there will be a verdict.

What happens if the charges
are thrown out?

Well, then he walks.

And if the Americans aren't ready,
then we never see him again.

Then all I need you to do is
to stop that from happening.

Thank you, sir.

(suspenseful music playing)

(Nixon) Reader does
all that gold with Noye,

and he ends up with a car yard
in South London.

(Dailly) That's better than
how some of them ended up.

Yeah, that's true.

It's him.

(suspenseful music playing)

(engine revs)

Shit!

Your Honour, Mr Charles Miller
has been charged

with armed robbery for his
involvement in the theft

of three tonnes of gold bullion
from the Brink's-Mat warehouse

in Heathrow in 1983.

As you will have read
from our filing,

we have a plethora of evidence.

Before the robbery,

Mr Miller held little
financial reserves

and lived in a humble
South London home.

In the months after the robbery,
he relocated to Spain,

and his life was transformed
into one of great wealth.

- (Miller snickers)
- We can prove links

between Mr Miller and
convicted Brink's-Mat criminals

and that he set up businesses
in the Isle of Man,

which we believe were used
to launder money.

Thank you, Your Honour.

(judge) That's it?

For now.

Well, in that case, I find that

there is insufficient evidence
to proceed,

and Mr Miller is discharged
with immediate effect.

(sighs)

(court murmuring)

Thank you, Your Honour.

(Lundy) Guv?

(suspenseful music playing)

Come on! I've been here before!
It doesn't take this long.

(keys jingling, lock clicks)

Ah, hello, lads!

Call us a taxi, will ya?

I've got a pint in Rotherhithe
with my name on it.

Charles Miller?

Oh, here we go.

You're to be extradited

with immediate effect
to the state of Florida

to answer charges
that you had helped to steal

or launder proceeds
of the 1983 Brink's-Mat robbery.

Safe journey, Miller.

Fine. I'll beat them
like I beat you.

And you two, you should
be fucking embarrassed.

The world and his wife knows
I was on the Brink's-Mat job,

and I'll never serve a day for it.

There were six men there that day.

You've got McAvoy and Robinson.

That leaves four.
Where are they, then?

I know exactly where they are.

They're not here, though, are they?

This isn't about the robbery,
Miller.

It hasn't been about the robbery
for a long time.

It is about money...
dirty, dangerous money...

and it is about us taking that
money from people like you.

So, I hope that you enjoyed it

as you drove back to South London
with three tonnes of gold.

I hope that is a memory
that has value for you

because it is all
that you will have left.

All that gold, all that money,

and all you will have is
a memory that will fade

until one day, it's gone, too.

And you'll sit with that pint
in Rotherhithe

and wonder if any of this
ever happened at all.

(suspenseful music playing)

(door slams)

Fuck!

Well-done, Lundy.

Nice way to finish.

Don't do it.

You know, sir,
back when the first complaint

was made against me,
I started running.

I needed to get the anger out,

so I ran a few miles
to clear my head,

and I kept it up.

So, when they call me in
to rake me over the coals,

I run.

These days I run marathons.

That's how much they've
come for me.

That's how much I've run.

And, you know, I can't run forever,
so I quit, sir.

I've thrown in the towel.

Thank you for having me.

You are the last of a kind, Lundy.

Some will say
that's a good thing.

Not me.

Well, then, maybe we're
not so different, sir.

- Who were they?
- Kent Police.

They didn't even make it
out of Kent.

You should have seen me, Kenny.
I was like bloody James Bond.

Yeah, well whoever gets me,
it's not gonna be Kent Police.

Oh, no one's gonna get you.

According to the papers,
you're all over the shop.

Right, what about
the other thing?

It's not gonna happen.

We won't know that until
I've had the conversation.

Oh, that's what I'm trying to say.

The conversation is not happening.

How'd you figure that, then?

Your friends at the Yard were asked

to have a conversation
about manslaughter,

and well, they all said no.

Why?

Well, because the Kent coppers
are all as straight as a die.

And because you are Kenny Noye.

It's a system between us and them.

It's been around
for a very long time.

All them meetings I've been to,

all that money
that I've given them,

all them handshakes,
and where is it, Brian?

Where's the fucking system?

What I don't understand
is you were out.

You were out and then
what you went and done...

You get nicked, you make a call,
you have a conversation.

That's how it works.
That's how it's always worked.

And yeah, you do some bird
but not all of it.

- You don't do fucking all of it.
- If you can't handle the bird,

then you shouldn't have
done what you did.

It's not the bird I can't handle,
Brian. It's this.

I can't fucking live
like this forever!

Well, you and me both.

What's that supposed to mean?

It means you need to
find a way out of this.

(Noye sighs deeply)

No, I know what it means.

Being on your toes this long,
I know what happens.

Every day I lose a friend,
and I gain an enemy.

There's a few ways
out of this, Brian,

and none of them are good.

Right, well, Lundy's moved on.

Oh, shame.

Great detective.

Coordinate with the Americans.

When the time comes,
take Baxter over there

and make sure he testifies
against Miller.

Okay, sir.

Where are we on Palmer?

Well, it's gonna be one

of the biggest fraud cases
in British history,

so it's about as fun as it sounds.

We're working with Roy Ram
and Tony Curtis at Flying Squad

and speaking to Bob McCann,

the solicitor
for the Brink's-Mat insurers,

build the case from the ground up.

(Nicki) Case like this, sir,
is gonna take time.

It will.

And I'm afraid that is time
I don't have.

(Tony) We were, erm,
(clears throat)

wondering how close you were, sir,
to your 30?

Oh, if you won't
tell them, I will.

It's today. It's now.

Thirty years of service to the day.

Well, I'm guessing you
don't want a party, sir.

I couldn't think
of anything worse.

(they chuckle softly)

We're not ready for you to go, sir.

Careers like mine,
cases like this, don't end neatly.

You achieve what you can,

and you seek the best
ending available.

And with Brink's-Mat,
we have an ending...

...you have an ending
within your grasp.

Palmer, Miller, and the money...
that is success.

That is victory.

But it won't be easy.

And I am sorry that I
won't be here to help.

And it is hard.

It is hard to leave
with the job half done.

It's hard to leave

when I think of all
that we've gone through.

It is hard to leave
when I think of...

...John Fordham.

But this is what we do.

We give the work the years we can,

then we leave
and the work continues.

So I ask that you see my departure
as the irrelevance it is.

I ask you to see it through,
and I ask you to get back to work.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you. And good luck.

(door closes)

(telephone ringing)

Task force.

Yeah, go on.

I'm going to tell you a story.

It is the story
of a long-running racket.

Innocent tourists were tricked
into handing over

large sums of money
they could ill-afford.

17,000 victims paid over
£30 million to companies

that all led to one man...

...John Palmer.

In the treacherous waters
of the Canary Islands,

this man was the biggest shark.

He was Aladdin's wicked uncle,

travelling the streets
calling "new lamps for old,"

only to leave his victims
shivering in the dark.

British time-share customers...

If this is his plan,
we are in trouble.

Fraud cases are complicated.

They need to be explained
carefully.

A jury trial is about the jury,

and the jury are bored
out of their minds.

Now the fraud itself,
I shall call the buy-sell.

So, picture, if you will,
two distinct entities,

an existing time-share...

This isn't about me.

This isn't about sharks,

and it certainly isn't
about bloody Aladdin.

(jury chuckling)

Oh, this is about money.

Your money and how they're
spending it.

They reckon that this could be

the most expensive trial
in British history.

And for what? For some
bloke from Solihull

whose company flogged
a few time-shares.

But I'm not just some
bloke from Solihull, am I?

This started with that
Mat's-Brink business,

and that's how it's ending.

Ever since I got found innocent
of that stuff,

right here in the Old Bailey,

the coppers, they've had
a vendetta against me.

Well... (sighs)

If I have to beat them again,
that's what I'll do.

I'm just, I'm sorry that you lot
were dragged into it.

But I'll do my best
to put on a bit of a show.

- (jury chuckling)
- All right? Okay.

- Well, they're not bored now.
- No.

(telephone ringing)

Hello?

Where?

(suspenseful music playing)

(rain pattering)

Cadiz.

- Where's that?
- Southwest Spain.

Very quiet, very hidden.

I bought these tickets
with my own money.

Don't tell your families
where you're going.

Where's this come from, sir?

It would appear that Noye
is living in the Cadiz area.

And this is an address
where we might find him.

I'm sorry I can't come with you,
but seeing as the press saw fit

to print my photo next to Noye's
it's probably not a good idea.

Do we have backup, sir?

No.

And we know maybe more than
anyone who we're dealing with.

Noye isn't some old-school villain
who's done a bit of nicking.

He's a vicious, murderous
cancer on society

who's killed two human beings.

To voluntarily go into that
without backup,

well, if you don't want to go,
I'll understand

and send in the Spanish.

But an innocent young man
was murdered

and left to die in the gutter
on the streets of Kent,

and I feel very strongly

that it is Kent Police
who should deal with that.

So do we, sir.

Then go and get him.

Good morning, everyone.

Mr Baxter.

This is a suit brought under
the Racketeer Influenced

and Corrupt Organisations Act,
also known as the RICO Act,

which accuses the named parties
of helping to steal

or launder proceeds from a robbery

at the Brink's-Mat warehouse
in Heathrow, England.

You are here to answer the claim

that you were part of
that criminal conspiracy.

Do you admit or deny
liability in this case?

To my eternal shame
and with a heavy heart,

I admit liability.

My decision on the criminal damages
against you

will be determined alongside
any co-conspirators,

but I can advise that
it will be in the region

of $8 to $10 million.

(softly) You'll be lucky.

I gather we will also be hearing
witness testimony from you.

(suspenseful music playing)

That's very much the plan.

(judge) I look forward to it.

Likewise.

Mr Miller,

this is a suit brought under
the Racketeer Influenced

and Corrupt Organisations Act,

also known as the RICO Act,
which...

Maybe he'll cop to the lot?

- Maybe.
- Then we can all go home.

Not on the same plane.

That would be horrendous.

You are here to answer the claim

that you were part of
that criminal conspiracy.

Do you admit or deny
liability in this case?

With all respect, Your Honour,

I would like to wholeheartedly
deny liability in this case.

(judge) Okay, Mr Miller,
please take a seat.

- We will continue...
- Looks like we're staying.

(judge) ...after a short recess.

I would ask that the court
resumes in 30 minutes' time.

So, you are the money expert,
are you?

I'm a senior investigation officer

for her Majesty's Customs
and Excise.

Yeah, we all heard your testimony.

Anyone who managed to
stay awake, anyway.

- (jury chuckling)
- Now, what I heard was

that some people got ripped off,

but not by me, and that I'm rich,
and that annoys you.

What I have just
testified to at some length

is widespread fraud.

(John) That's a matter of opinion.

So, what I think we're
seeing here is a conspiracy

between you, the coppers,

and the gold's insurers
to take me down.

If it's a conspiracy,
why did you pay

the Brink's-Mat insurers
£3 million?

To get them off my back,
and let's be honest.

For me, £3 million
doesn't touch the sides.

Really? I believe
you're in somewhat

- reduced circumstances.
- (chuckles) Oh, yeah?

Do a lot of blokes
in reduced circumstances

have a private plane?

They could have sued me
for £50 million, not £3.

It's an interesting
tactic in a fraud trial

to boast about significant
hidden wealth.

Yeah, but that's just it.

I'm not hiding anything.

I'm a very rich man.

You might have read about that
in the Sunday Times.

The idea that I'm going
about nicking five grand here

and 10 grand there off some
poor bloke on his holiday...

...it just doesn't add up.

17,000 people on their holidays.

Did I ever personally
sell anyone a time-share?

- That's not the point.
- Did I ever personally

receive the money for a time-share?

- There was a network of...
- So I never sold a time-share

and I never took the money.

Er...

Your witness, mate.

I've already examined her.

Mr Palmer, please allow me
to direct the court.

Yeah, absolutely.
You're the boss.

We've got a lead, sir.

There was an English bloke
going by the name of Green

renting a place in the village,

eating in the restaurant,
keeping himself to himself.

What you mean was?

He hasn't been seen for a while,
but it makes sense if it's him.

This place is in the arse end
of nowhere.

(sighs) Then keep your heads down
and your eyes open.

There's one other thing, sir.

Apparently we're not the first
people to come asking questions.

Yeah, well, that would
make sense, too.

Eight to $10 million?

Where the hell do they
think I'll get that from?

It's good. We wanted it high.

Your damages will be a marker
for what she applies to Miller.

I understand the concept

of escalating criminal conspiracy,
Detective.

- I read law at Cambridge.
- Oh, really?

You've barely mentioned it.

- Sleep well?
- Like a baby.

(suspenseful music playing)

(Miller clears throat)

(telephone ringing)

- Biddiss.
- (Nixon) We just heard, sir,

about the story.

I don't believe it.

They're saying he was
taken out on a contract

by some of the Brink's-Mat lot,
and that makes sense, sir.

It needed to make sense
for them to plant it in the paper.

I don't believe it,
so we keep going.

Okay, sir.

We keep going.

It's a bit fucking much, Brian.

Yeah, well, that's the thing.

That wasn't one of ours.

Everyone's getting looked at,
pulled in.

If it ain't the coppers,
it's the press.

People are sick of it.

And maybe that story...

I dunno, Kenny...
maybe it's a message.

These people that are
sick of it, Brian,

does that include you?

I didn't say that.

You don't need this, do you?

No. You've done well
out of the gold.

And you're free as a bird.

- No.
- Yeah.

No, I ain't.

My solicitor's got a letter
off the Brink's-Mat insurer.

They're looking for dough
off everyone connected to the gold,

or they file civil cases
and take us all to the cleaners.

Apparently, they hit Palmer
for 3 million quid.

Good.

And apparently they
want 3 million off you.

(laughs softly)

Never ends, does it?

- It never fucking ends.
- (axe thudding)

You know, Brian, I used to
love going to the woods.

Poach rabbits.

And I'd go back to my big house,
my family, my life.

Now I don't go back to nothing.

Now I'm just a bloke in the woods.

And no matter how much
I try to work it out...

...I don't know how I got here.

(scoffs)

I mean, from what I had
and where I was...

...how the fuck did I end up here?

You put yourself here, Kenny,
with what's inside you.

Here's my message, Brian,
to anybody who needs to hear it.

I ain't giving myself up.

And I'm gonna get out of here
one way or another

because it is doing
my fucking head in.

- (axe thuds)
- (bird's wings flutter)

Who's winning?

I don't know. The fact that
I don't know is worrying.

Do you need me to help
finesse your strategy?

Well, I'm gonna give my testimony,
then I'm gonna try and wind him up.

Let the jury see another side
of him.

That's my entire strategy.

Right. Well, high stakes, then.

It's the Old Bailey, mate.
They only do high stakes.

Mr Miller, have you reviewed
the case against you?

I've done what I can with it.

With all respect,
it's a little long-winded.

I agree. It's comprehensive,

which makes your denial
of liability

all the more surprising.

Here's what happened.

Now, I met a gentleman
who's relaxing over there,

who told me about another gentleman

who could oversee the investment
of some money

I have been lucky enough to
make through a business venture.

Now, it is possible I will have
to sit down with the tax man

when this is over,
and I accept that.

But not only did my money
not come from that robbery,

I have been cleared
of any involvement

in that robbery back in London.

Mr Miller, this hearing
is not about the robbery.

It is about the proceeds
of that robbery.

And we have witnesses who testify

that you were the originator
of those proceeds.

Oh, yeah?

Where are they, then?

We will hear testimony shortly.

And there is submitted testimony
from a co-conspirator

who's in federal witness
protection.

I don't blame him.

Telling lies that could
ruin a man's life,

that's a dangerous game.

Can't be many people daft enough
to do that in public.

- I can't do it.
- You can and you will.

You heard what he said!
If that was a veiled threat,

then it wasn't much
of a bloody veil!

You've been cooperating
for a long time.

If something was gonna
happen to you,

it would've happened by now.

So you're gonna go in there
and say you acted

in conspiracy with Miller.

If you don't, then between me
and the Americans,

the rest of your life's
gonna be a lot, lot harder.

(panting)

Okay.

(church bell ringing)

Nixon, Nixon. Nixon!

That's him, innit?

- How sure are you?
- It's him, sir.

He ate alone at a restaurant,

then we tailed him to some woods
outside the village.

I'm sending out the witness.

I don't need to tell you
what that means

and the danger involved.

No, sir. You don't.

You resent me, don't you,

for the embarrassment that
I caused you over the gold?

Well, we believe that
criminals should be punished

for the crimes they commit.

But that's sort of our job, though,
isn't it?

How's that going, by the way,
with the gold?

Have you, uh, have you
found it yet? (sniffs)

We found the money,

which is worth a lot more
than the gold,

and we're taking it back,
starting with you.

What I have,
I earned through honest graft.

As I testified,

we believe that what
you have was earned

through criminal fraud
on a grand scale.

Tell me, Detective.

All that dough that the insurers
are clawing out of people,

- where is it going?
- No idea.

Maybe we should have a little look
in your bank account?

As long as you pay off my overdraft
while you're there.

What's your intention here,
Mr Palmer?

I just think that the jury
should know

that I'm a legitimate businessman

who's being unfairly targeted
by a corrupt witch hunt.

You're not a businessman.

You're a serious organised
criminal.

(suspenseful music playing)

Name me one serious crime
I've committed.

Well, you are on
the telly offering

- to launder 60 million quid...
- That was a stitch-up.

Oh, yeah.
It could happen to anyone.

Accidentally heading up the Ritz
to tell

some bloke from Burma
you'll clean his dough.

- You listen to me!
- No, you listen to me.

(judge) Mr Palmer.

- I'm the one on trial.
- I'm aware of that.

Once this is over,

I am gonna sue you
for everything you've got.

(judge) Mr Palmer...

Did you not hear that bit
about my overdraft?

- You're corrupt.
- (court gasping)

- You're all corrupt.
- (judge) No, no.

No, you can't say that, Mr Palmer.

(suspenseful music playing)

Good afternoon, Mr Baxter.

Good day to you, madam.

This is not your first time
in a courtroom.

No.

You have several convictions
in the United Kingdom

for financial crimes

and for taking class-A drugs
in a fast-food establishment.

It was a restroom,

and I have accepted
any mistakes I have made

with genuine humility.

And now you have the opportunity
to do so again.

Do you see any of your
co-conspirators in the room today?

Mr Baxter?

I believe it was
Robert Browning who said,

"Ah, but a man's reach
should exceed his grasp,

or what's a heaven for?"

- Oh, for fuck's sake.
- I stand before you today,

not as a criminal conspirator,
but as a ruined romantic.

Now, if you are accusing me
of attempting

to wring a little glitter
from the rags of life,

then I hold my hands high
in surrender.

You stand before us

accused of money laundering,
Mr Baxter.

Now please answer the question.

I am answering the question
by proposing one of my own.

When one's head is full
of fizz and sparkle,

then does one truly take notice

of those who join one
on the journey?

Are these companions
even companions at all?

- It's an interesting concept.
- Mr Baxter,

for the final time, do you see any

of your co-conspirators
in this courtroom today?

(suspenseful music playing)

No, Your Honour.

I'm afraid I do not.

I understand your disappointment.

I don't think you do.

I think you're gonna be surprised
by the extent of my disappointment.

Campbell's evidence
is comprehensive.

Miller will be convicted
without me.

You'd better hope so.

There have been killings.

Have there not? From Brink's-Mat?

Some of which have been reported
and some of which have not.

The problem you and your
colleagues have

is that the threat you hold
is less than the threat they hold.

Hola, Señor Green.

Just bring what you got.

Very good.

He's here, sir.

How is she?

Bloody brave is what she is.

- (suspenseful music playing)
- What's the plan?

Spanish police cause a diversion,

three of us go in quick
and come out quicker.

If he sees her, then I
don't know what happens next.

- He won't.
- Good.

(mobile beeps)

- Any questions?
- No.

Yeah? Okay, ready? Let's go.

Well, Mr Palmer,
it's been quite a ride.

You don't know the half of it.

Oh, I think we know enough,
and the police and your victims

have detailed
your criminal activity.

Financial experts have testified
to your fraud,

and now we reach you.

- Saved the best till last.
- (jury chuckling)

The final piece of the jigsaw
in a case such as this

is character,
and quite simply, Mr Palmer,

you are of criminal character.

(scoffs) Rubbish.

Why did you come home to the UK?

I missed England.

You weren't under threat
from criminal associates?

I don't have any criminal
associates.

You're said to spend more than

a million pounds a year
on bodyguards.

I like the company. (chuckles)

We've heard testimony

of you personally threatening
people.

I've not threatened anyone.

I'm no angel.

But I'm no gangster.

Then why do so many people
think that you are?

No idea.
But what I do know is this.

I built a bloody empire.

And even your witnesses admit that.

And I think that's what
this is all about.

John Palmer building an empire,

and you lot not being able
to live with that.

(court murmuring)

Empires fall, Mr Palmer.

Yeah. Well, we'll see about that.

(couple arguing in Spanish)

(suspenseful music playing)

(couple continues arguing)

Positive ID.

(Biddiss)
Get her home and keep eyes on Noye.

I need to see the CPS
and get a warrant.

(couple continues arguing)

Señor Green? You are finished?

(couple continue arguing)

Come here.

Who were they?

- Who?
- Those people.

- What people?
- The people.

The people who fucking
walked right past me.

There was...

There was, there was,
there was a woman.

I think there was a woman.

I don't understand. What woman?

Okay, shut up, shut up, shut up.
Just let me think.

(suspenseful music playing)

(telephone ringing)

(sighs) Hello?

(Nicki) Do we have him?

- (lamp switch clicks)
- (sighs)

- What time is it?
- Early. You?

(Tony) It's late.

Early. Bit of both.

Do we have him?

(Tony) I don't know.

Boyce left us in charge, and
we don't know if we have him?

(Tony)
They're court cases, Nick.

You don't know anything
until the verdict.

And he left us in charge
because he trusted us.

So, we should trust
that he got that right.

I never thought it'd be on us.

(Tony) Yeah, well,

you were the one who wanted
to go over the river.

- Glad you came with me?
- (scoffs) Yeah.

And now I'm going back to sleep.

Good luck, mate.

Good luck, mate.

- (Noye) I'm going.
- (Reader) Going where?

I don't know. I don't know.

I'm fucking losing it here.

I'll skip the border
in the Pyrenees

and then head to Amsterdam.

I know people there from the gold.

You keep your head down, Brian.

I can't watch you forever.

No, they've given up on me.

What? What do you mean?

They left a few days back.

I must have bored 'em.

Well, if they're not watching you,
then who are they watching?

I don't know, Kenny.
It's the Old Bill.

They'll always be watching someone.

(intense music playing)

(door clicks open)

(door closes)

The magistrate's here.
He knows you're waiting.

- Well, I'm glad to hear it.
- (mobile ringing)

- Yeah?
- Noye's packing up, sir.

I think he's getting ready to go.
Can we stop him?

(Biddiss) Not yet, you can't.
Give me five minutes.

I don't think we've
got that long, sir.

I need a warrant signed.

And you shall wait, Mr Biddiss.

I have a hearing to attend.

I just stopped a train

to get the CPS to sign off
on the arrest.

I've got the foreign office
preparing an extradition,

a military plane on standby,
and the Home Office, Interpol,

and the Spanish police
waiting for this warrant.

Kenneth Noye?

Don't file it until Monday.

(suspenseful music playing)

(mobile keypad beeping)

- (suspenseful music playing)
- (line ringing)

- Sir?
- Go.

Go.

(suspenseful music playing)

(birds chirping)

I have now reached a judgement
in the case of Mr Charles Miller.

Please stand, Mr Miller.

(sighs)

(judge) Has the jury
reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honour.

(branch snaps)

(suspenseful music playing)

(Nixon) He's running! Go, go, go!

I find the defendant...

- ...guilty.
- No.

Guilty.

(suspenseful music playing)

Taking into account the amount
stolen from Brink's-Mat

and the appreciation
of those assets

through criminal endeavours,

I award damages against you
of $151 million

to be seized from any assets

and all bank accounts held
or controlled by Mr Miller.

(chuckles)

Mr Palmer, this was clearly
a fraud on a substantial scale

and therefore merits
a substantial judgement.

I hereby sentence you to
eight years of imprisonment

and place a confiscation order
against you

of £33,243,812...

...and 46 pence.

(gasps weakly)

(suspenseful music playing)

(Noye panting)

(Noye groans)

(officers shout in Spanish)

(handcuffs click)

Who are you, then?

Kent Police.
You're going home, Noye.

(suspenseful music playing)

(telephone ringing)

- Hello.
- We got him, sir.

Thank you.

You lost, sir?

I was in the area

and thought I'd test your security,
which is appalling.

And I wanted to offer
congratulations and appreciation.

Well, you told us to
keep working, sir.

I've been keeping a tally
from the newspapers.

Between the Palmer trial,
the Fort Lauderdale proceedings,

the confiscation orders
against Campbell,

and the insurer's settlements,

the financial penalties linked
to the Brink's-Mat robbery

are approaching £200 million.

- Sounds about right.
- Which means the legacy

of the biggest robbery
in British history

is the biggest financial result
in the history of British policing.

And do you know what they
said to us upstairs, sir?

For the £200 million?

Clear out the office and don't
take the piss with expenses.

(Boyce chuckles)

We didn't get 'em all, sir.

No, and that is hard

because you don't remember
the ones you caught.

You remember the ones you didn't.

You know who they are
and what they did,

but you can't touch them.

You can't name them.

And one day you run out of time,
and you've gotta let them go.

This was one of the toughest cases
this country's ever seen.

And one day, this country
will know the job we did.

So, thank you and good luck.

Is it over, sir?

It's Brink's-Mat.

It's never over.

("The Masterplan" by Oasis playing)

(sighs)

# Take the time to make some sense.

# Of what you want to say.

# And cast your words
away upon the waves.

# Sail them home with acquiesce.

# On a ship of hope today.

# And as they land upon the shore.

# Tell them not to fear no more.

# Say it loud
and sing it proud today.

# And then dance
if you wanna dance.

# Please, brother, take a chance.

# You know they're gonna go.

# Which way they wanna go.

# All we know. #