Original subtitles

Clock ticks

footsteps approach

Finn: To my family.

To my beautiful family!

Finn chuckles

we fucking did it, boyo!

Oh, my beautiful boys. — reggae music plays

whiskey cork pops — Sean...

Come in here, Sean, ya bollocks.

You see that? Eh?

Alex came good.

Ten billion dirty yen vanished.

Poofl

into cement and glass.

That's what success looks like for us now.

He chuckles

invisible.

He laughs

and you.

What? — you said we couldn't do it.

Ed snorts — come on!

Yeah, yeah. Denied your own son!

Ed laughs

ok, so you proved me wrong.

Well... j...

Thanks, Finn.

Alex laughs

for everything, you know.

For believing in me.

The geeks shall inherit the earth.

They laugh

you keep bringing me the numbers

I'll keep turning them into stone.

You do your job well, son.

What are you gonna do when I'm not here?

Finn grunts — what do you mean?

Finn: When I die, Sean.

He scoffs

Alex has taken us to a new level.

You have to deliver.

I will.

You're a Wallace.

A Wallace!

Everything hangs upon our name.

You understand?

Yeah. — yeah.

Don't fucking "yeah" me!

Do you understand?

Yes, dad. — yes. Yes, Finn.

Finn: Huh. Well...

Good. Good.

Because when you're on top

there's always someone looking to take you down.

Who's gonna touch us, eh?

Ed laughs

that's my boy.

They chuckle

ah, Billy!

What's the celebration? Happy families?

Ed: Billy! — Finn: It's about families.

Cheers! — cheers.

All: Cheers!

Finn hums to music

guess what I'm gonna play next?

You see, seany boy, we're all family...

Finn: That's what keeps us strong.

Finn's laughter echoes

always keep your family close

and everything will work out fine.

Clock ticks

ticking clock gets louder

motorbike engines rev

tyres screech

people yell

man: Jesus!

Biker 1: Get the fuck out!

Biker 2: Get the fuck out!

Biker 3: I said, fuck off!

Biker 1: Get the fuck out! — alarm wails

biker 2: Get the fuck back, move!

Biker 1: Get the fuck out! Now move!

Get the fuck out!

Out! — biker 2: Fuck off!

Biker 3: Move, move!

Biker 4: Fuck.

Bike engine roars

biker 1: That's it.

Move!

Distant sirens wail

He inhales

Let me give you a little topping up...

Ahh, that was intense!

You lot are jokers, man. — grab an umbrella, Anthony.

You're gonna need it, yeah.

Anthony: Hey, stop fucking around, man.

He sniffs

thank you, Jesus!

Shut the blasted door!

Boy: This place stinks, man.

Raheem, tell your uncle to clean this place up!

Raheem: Oi, shut up, man!

Uncle! — don't "uncle" me.

Who's he?

That's Tony. Helped us out on a job.

Uncle: What job? I didn't give you any job.

The royal arcade. We hit it this morning, innit.

That place is Wallace protected, man!

Uncle, calm down, man.

Their boss is done.

No one's watching. — Sean Wallace...

Got eyes everywhere.

And just for the record...

He is a fucking psychopath.

Just tell us if you can shift it or not?

You know he shot up the traveller site.

Murdered more than 20 gypsies

just to send a message.

Sean Wallace?

Raheem, what the fuck are we gonna do, man?

We need to fix this.

You get this out of my house right now!

N—o—fucking—w. Now!

He inhales

What happened last night?

I told you I was gonna take care of lale.

I had a plan. — which you failed to share

with me.

I cannot be on the back foot here, Sean.

We have enough enemies as it is.

Then trust me.

If you and Elliot hadn't intervened

we wouldn't be wiping Cole's brains off the floor.

This is not how your father and I worked.

We communicated.

One of our jewellery shops was robbed this morning.

We're losing respect, people are watching us.

Here.

This is where we must be strong.

What was Elliot doing there last night?

I didn't send him.

I don't know. I didn't order him either.

But I do want to find out exactly who or what he is.

Look, I want us to be strong again.

Bring Alex to the house tonight.

We'll have dinner. The whole family.

Thanks, son.

Automated voice: Doors closing.

Elliot: Morning, sunshine.

Jeez!

Come on.

Knee popped again.

Really?

Charlie: How's work?

Yeah, fine.

It's busy.

Sorry I haven't been around much lately.

Got Sally to take me to the cemetery yesterday.

Ah.

Yeah. Well...

Tell her...

Thank you...

From me.

Come here.

What kind of trouble you in?

Is this work now?

No. Dad, really...

It's fine.

If you knew what I was doing, you'd be proud of me.

Elliot...

I am proud of you.

Ed: They were an Albanian family.

The whole bloodline, wiped out in Albania.

Which one did Finn want dead?

Probably not the 12—year—old.

This isn't Finn.

Luan brought you this?

Finn gave him a free pass on some washing to do the hit.

Half a billion pounds' worth.

That much money, I'd have seen it in the books.

They must have bypassed you.

He bypassed us both. — look, luan's lying.

This? This isn't how Finn operated.

Tell him to go—— — a fortnight ago, yes.

But something got Finn shot in the head.

I'll look for the money

then we pass judgment.

Let me talk to Sean. — no, not yet.

What do you mean, "not yet"? — because I need to think

and I cannot do that

with Sean using psychopaths like Cole. It's chaos.

Sean walked into chaos.

How can he take over and act like everything's fine?

I just wish the boy would listen to me.

Finn brought order to this city

and Sean's destroying that.

Believe me, Alex, they tie one body to us

and it's not just us exposed, it's everybody.

You know Sean loves you.

That's what this whole dinner tonight's about.

Yeah, I know.

And I wouldn't be honouring Finn's memory

if I didn't at least try to keep his son in check.

Jevan's invited us to meet some friends of Finn's tonight.

Fhends? — mm.

What about Sean?

Alex: We'll be back in time for his dinner.

Lale in kurdish:

Sean: You think you can fill it?

Open the docks...

No problem.

Good.

We're going to make a lot of money together.

Why?

Why do you want to go into business with me?

I've seen what you're willing to sacrifice.

You know what they say about my enemy's enemy?

Man in urdu:

So this is about asif?

The entire old order.

I work with who I can trust now.

If people get angry, so be it.

Your boyfriend doesn't like me.

My people...

They die for me, and if I tell them

they die for you too

whatever asif throws at us.

It won't come to that.

Nasir's in the public eye.

His father won't risk the attention.

And luan?

Have you looked him in the eye?

Not yet.

Crowd chants: Tax haven, housing hell!

Nasir: The trickle—down effect has been a lie

and I am here to tackle that deceit... from the inside.

Pause. Let it land.

Every empty home chips away at our city's soul.

Phone buzzes

In urdu:

Car thuds

Nasir: This city is more than just a destination.

London is a home.

The time has come to end the exploitation

of our capital by rich, foreign investors.

And to those developers with towers that lay empty

facilitating the criminalisa tion of London property

I am here to tell you, the ride is over.

My office is coming for you.

Alright, sis?

Hi.

Wait. Norovirus on the ward.

I don't get sick.

You know it's my superpower.

She chuckles

you get my message about tonight?

Yeah. I assumed it was a joke.

Sunday roast at mum's house.

It's Wednesday. — Wednesday roast then.

Who gives a shit? Family dinner.

The wallaces and the dumanis.

Ooh. No, thank you.

You can't sacrifice two hours of your night for me?

For you and Billy, yes.

Not her.

No mum, no me.

I don't negotiate with blackmailers.

What about the bump?

You gonna deny it the chance to meet uncle seany?

Learn the ways of the world?

Look, I'm working, Sean.

You're a tonic, jacq.

I need you there.

She sighs

fine.

Just to be clear, this baby will not be learning

the ways of the world from his uncle seany.

What have we got?

Nurse: We've got low blood pressure

and he's been fitting for...

Indistinct chatter

Footsteps inside

hey. — what you doing here?

Uh, I just wanted to talk. About the other night.

Yeah, when nothing happened. — yeah, I know, but...

I've got to go to work, Elliot.

It's two years.

It's two years since my wife and child died.

Her name was...

Naomi.

And his was Samuel.

They_.

There was a car accident.

And... — it's alright.

You don't have to.

I want to. — I know, but you...

You can't.

I lost my mum.

It takes more than just the passing of time

to put yourself back together.

But they keep going, you know?

Those relationships. It 3...

It's almost like you get a second chance in a way.

So what do you want to talk aboutthen?

I dunno, um...

Happy things. — happy things, ok.

What about...

Bahoons?

Balloons?

Balloons and sunsets.

Ooh, sunsets, very cliché. What about Paris?

Prefer Rome. — uh—uh. Too many churches.

I like your eyes.

Do you think this is a good idea?

No.

You?

Door opens

um...

Danny: Mum? L_

I missed the minibus. — oh.

Hi, Elliot. — hey, bud.

How you doing? — can you walk me?

Danny!

It's alright.

Yeah, I'll take him.

Elliot: So, why didn't you wanna go to school today?

Danny: There's football trials today.

That's great, isn't it?

Uh, no.

Why not? — I'm shit at it.

Is there anyone in your class that's not as good as you?

Mr Jenkins says Lewis is "effing" useless.

Right. — only he didn't say "effing".

Right, ok, I've got it.

Every time Lewis gets the ball, you snatch it off him

make him look like an absolute mug.

You take it off him and take him out

every chance you get. Got it?

Danny: Got it.

If I get into the team...

Will you come and watch us?

Well, let's ask your mum first, see what she says. Alright?

Alright, Elliot.

Have a good day.

Teacher: Come on, Danny, hurry up!

Boy: Bye, dad!

Love you! — phone buzzes

he had his problems with authority but...

He's a good lad. Good soldier.

Dad? Hope you're not boring Sally

with war stories again, are you?

Ed chuckles

hello, Elliot. How are you?

Good to see you've recovered.

Footsteps u pstai rs

I didn't know you were coming over.

Well, it turns out we have friends in common.

Your father used to work for the Williams brothers.

Me and Elliot moved around a lot.

That's right. As you said, Charlie.

And you don't share the same surname

because Elliot here is a bastard

and he took his mum's instead. Is that right?

Yeah.

You know, I had the...

Pleasure and privilege of seeing your father in the ring.

He had quite a punch on him.

A good one.

But he was better at losing though.

He chuckles

anyway.

Thanks for the conversation, Charlie.

If you'll excuse us, I just need to have a word with your son.

Stay here.

I don't kill kids.

I took Cole to that flat, if anything had happened

to them, it would've been on me.

No one asked you to take matters into your own hands.

You do as you're told. — Sean told me—...

Sean nothing.

You're my concern now.

There's a jewellers we look after

some crew were stupid enough to knock it over.

Mark will take you where you need to go

and tell you what you need to do.

We don't want your conscience, Elliot.

We need to know you're on side

and I'm not convinced you are.

You do what Mark says, to whomever he says to do it.

You understand?

And I will pay your father another visit

if I don't like what he has to report back.

Let's go.

Let's see what you're made of, shall we?

Lads tend to go one way or the other

after a tour of Afghan.

Buck the system or go further in.

Engine starts

Music: "Nocturne op.9, no.2" by chopin

Phone buzzes

Finn chuckles

keys tap

keys thud

loud distortion

Indistinct chatter and laughter

Woman laughs

Maitre'd: Mrs Wallace.

So lovely to see you here again.

It's been some time.

Tell me about floriana.

I... I don't recall a—...

My dead husband's mistress.

She was...

Quiet.

In her twenties.

Eastern European, I think.

Pot of tea, please.

Hey.

Good thing I like a challenge.

These are his movements since Finn died.

He's been a very busy boy.

She sobs

I miss him too.

That's the yacht he bought for his mistress.

Even named it after her.

She must have been pretty special!

Stop it. — Sean, listen—...

No, no, no, mum. Not tonight.

Sean—— — no, mum!

Pick out a nice dress. — she scoffs

we're going to have some fun this evening.

We're celebrating.

Who we are, what we have.

I know how I've been running things isn't exactly

how uncle ed would want

but if I involve him more...

Maybe he can see it through my eyes.

It's ok.

We just need to keep the family close

and everything will work out fine, mum.

He inhales

he sighs

barkley.

Still doping these pigeons?

"Performance enhancing".

Very fine margins in racing these days.

Which one of your crews did it?

Did what? — jewellers. Royal arcade.

Nothing to do with me, I swear, nothing to do with me.

Elliot. Fuck him up. — barkley coughs

you gonna hurt me?

Let me tell you something, son.

They ain't got no new pain

you could inflict on this body.

He coughs

Whoa, what are you doing? Wait, man, hold on!

Fuck me!

What the fuck?

A heads—up next time?

Now. You were asked a question.

Fuck you.

Sure.

Barkley: Wait, man, wait, wait.

Heads up, kev!

Wait! Wait! Hold on. Wait.

Wait.

Mark: Argh, these fucking pigeons!

Take us to your nephew if you wanna fucking breathe again.

Music: "Big river" by Johnny cash

not here.

No one sits here tonight.

Of course, mr Wallace.

I shouldn't have said anything. — no, no. It doesn't matter.

You look great.

Doorbell rings

wine?

Lovely. Red, please.

Shazza! Danny boy! Whoa!

Hey! — granny Marian!

Oooh!

Marian, how are you?

Yes, darling. Never better.

Good. I'm gonna put this over there.

There you go, mum.

Marian: Ta. — Sean: Hello.

Shannon: Hello. — nice to see you.

Nice to see you too.

Uh, yeah, so, dad and Alex said they're gonna be a little late

they've got some event but they didn't say what.

Really? Where? — doorbell rings

Shannon: Dunno but they told me to tell you

to lay off their Yorkshire puds.

We're having Italian.

Ooh, so pizza then? — you want wine?

Yes, please. — Jacqueline: Billy!

Billy: Hey, come through.

Door closes

there you are. — thank you.

Hello.

Mwah...

Oh, dad would've loved this.

Doorbell rings

in Albanian:

Music: "Rendez—vous" by enca

Luan in Albanian:

Nana: Ok, let's drink! Let's drink...

Cheers.

String quartet plays

jevan: Alexander.

Ed. Very, very glad you could make it.

Alex: Hello, jevan.

Jevan.

After you.

Let me introduce you to Natalie.

Mr dumani.

I enjoyed your interview in the ft.

There are lots of people here excited to meet you.

Great. Uh, thanks, Natalie.

Thank you.

Walk with me.

Indistinct chatter

cheers.

Cheers.

Ed. Come.

Let me show you the grounds.

Who are these people?

Well, these are your new friends, ed.

They're representatives of some of the wealthiest

and most powerful people on earth.

And they're all here to meet your son.

The thing is, as long as their money can't be traced

they're untouchable.

And of course London is where they come

to make their sins disappear.

Ed: A multitude, I don't doubt.

Alex had found a way of doing it with incredible returns.

Well...

Sean is in charge now. — we've noticed.

But it's your son who needs to finish

what he started with Finn.

There's people relying on him, ed.

Many people.

Vicky: Floriana.

Phone buzzes

Boxcutter clicks

Phone dials

voicemail: Please leave a message after the tone.

Voicemail beeps

Vicky on phone: Elliot.

Floriana was last seen getting into a taxi

the day Finn Wallace was shot.

We need to know who it's licensed to

and find out who the driver is.

Here's your food.

Chains jingle

floriana.

Floriana: I don't want any.

You have to eat.

For the baby.

I need a fork.

Woman upstairs: Leif! Your dinner's getting cold.

Leif! — leif: Coming, mother.

Door shuts

chain clanks

Man: Yeah, yeah. I understand that, I understand that

all I'm saying is just... Just have a look.

No one's touching it. — fuck!

Call your Manchester guy.

Word's spread. He said "no".

Look, we drop the price.

We fucking dump it.

You what?

I have kids.

Music: "So litt" by clav & dumi maraire & harlin James

man: She's right, let's just get the fuck out of here.

Distant creak

distant creak

music stops

uncle.

Distant creak

tell me some good news.

Distant creak

raheem...

Gunfire

no one move! Uh, uh, uh.

Walker creaks

Mark: Back off. Way off.

You must be barkley's idiot nephew.

Right. Line up.

Anthony: Look, we're really sorry.

It's all there, just take it.

Drop to your knees.

Now!

Right, Elliot.

Remember what ed said.

You do as I say when I say it.

Is there a problem?

No.

Mark: Good, cos it's you and your dad on the line.

So get ready, champ.

Let's see if you're any better than your old man.

Man: Wait, wait, wait... — group pleads

arms by your side. Good lad.

You're the fucking punch bag now.

Ding, ding. Round one.

Leave him alone!

Just take the jewellery!

Fuck me. Put some weight behind it, would ya?

Man grunts — Elliot whispers: Go down.

Go down. — man: Fuck.

Mark: Ooh, there we go.

There he is, look!

Right, let's do this properly, shall we?

Tools clank

Raheem rasps

raheem: What you doing?

Get off me, man! Please. Get off!

Stop!

Knee. — stop!

Don't... don't, don't...

Mark: Would you rather go for another cup of tea

with your old man?

Raheem: Please!

Get off!

Please, please, please, no...

I beg you, I'm begging you, please—...

Think of your dad, Elliot.

Raheem: Stop!

Please, please, please. No, no, no!

She whimpers

do it. Do it.

C'mon, c'mon. — raheem: No. Please...

Raheem screams

raheem wails

they sob

two rounds to go.

Raheem coughs

raheem splutters

I don't think we should tell Sean about tonight.

Agreed.

Sean: You lost your appetite?

Too much wine.

They do say half a glass doesn't hurt.

It's for Shannon.

Butthanks for the motherly advice.

You know you don't have to do this alone, Jacqueline.

I would love to help.

I'm not alone. I have friends and support.

My child might just have a chance at not turning out

a heroin addict or a thug.

You really do blame me for everything, don't you?

You were there.

Sean: Cheers.

Bill.

Your father taught them how to survive in this life.

God, that was a choice...

Is this honestly what you wanted for your sons?

This is who we are.

Not me.

Yes, you.

You are who you are...

Because I shielded you from your father.

I made a promise with myself.

To bring up a daughter so good...

That she would turn her back on her own family.

I just never thought it would hurt so much.

Thank you.

Phone buzzes

luan. It's about time we spoke.

Luan: Sean. Listen carefully.

It appears ed has not spoken to you

about the deal / made with your father.

Come to my office

and we can discuss.

Grahams.

Call everyone in.

Can I offer you a drink? — no. Just...

Get out... get out my way.

Phone beeps

Man: We've learnt our lesson, please just leave her alone.

Mark: Ding, ding. Round three.

She sobs: No, no, no. — actually...

Let's take the hammer away, yeah?

Woman: Please, please... — he sighs

break her arm.

Woman: Please, please... Don't. Don't do this...

Mark: It's hers or your dad's, Elliot.

Yeah.

Get the fuck away from her!

Break my arm! Go on, break mine! Break mine! Go on!

Break it!

Come on. — Mark: His first.

Hers second.

No.

I won't do it.

Call in from the boss, we gotta go.

Right now!

Mark! He sounded pissed off.

Follow me.

I fucking knew it the moment I laid eyes on you.

Kev: Mark, what the fuck?

There's more than just a fucking squaddie in there.

You're a fucking cop, aren't you?

What the fuck are you talking about?

Move. Let's see what Sean makes of you.

Kev: Hands out.

Engine starts

In Albanian:

Car approaches

Distant sirens wail

Mark: Sit tight, dickhead.

Kev: What about the old man?

Fuck him.

Barkley rasps

What took you so long?

Elliot. He's—...

Thank you for coming, Sean.

Don't thank me yet.

You may regret the invite.

Elliot grunts

Sean: You pulled me away from my family dinner.

So tell me.

What did you do for my father?

Your father had me kill a lot of people.

And now you owe me a lot of money.

He chuckles

Finn had a plan.

He...

Sean_.

Sean, get down! — get back!

Gunshot

Muffled shouts

Indistinct shouts

kev: Sean, get down!

Gunshots

gunshot

gunshot

Gunshots

he grunts

Gunshot

luan: I saw him!

Gunshot — man grunts

luan: Sean, get down!

Gunshots — Sean, stay down!

Gunshot

gunshot

stay down!

Gun reloads

gunshot

oh, fuck, fuck, fuck!

You're alright. It's not yours.

Elliot groans

Gunshots

gunshot

gunshot

luan: That way! That way!

Go! Go now, go!

Luan shouts in Albanian

gunfire

come on, let's go.

Elliot yells

Come on! Come on!

Anthony: Get him up!

Sean: Who the fuck are you?

Distant gunfire

let's get to that car!

Gunshot

explosion

go!

Gunshots

Gunshots

Sean: Fucking drive!

Come on, it's ok.

In Danish:

Do a left up here! Do a left up here!

Yeah, yeah, yeah! Come on, that's it, stay with us.

Stay with us. Just straight down under the bridge.

Come on, that's it. That's it, stay with us.

Come on, faster!

Do a right, after the shop!

Elliot, Elliot, come on, wake up.

Stay with me. Hurry up!

Is it a boy baby or a girl one?

It's a girl. — Shannon chuckles

Elliot groans — Sean: Stay with me!

Banging on door — Sean: Stay with us!

Elliot yells

Sean: Clear the table!

Jesus, Sean, for god's sake!

Oh, my god! — Danny!

Sean, what the hell has happened to you?

Oh, my god! Sean!

It's ok, mum. It's not my blood!

Elliot groans — it's ok, Elliot.

Help, help!

Mawan: Jesus_.

What happened?

Elliot wails

Sean: Just get outside, man the front door.

Elliot groans

Shannon: Shh.

Alright, alright, let me have a look.

Elliot yells — oh, shit!

Ok, ok, ok...

Uh... towels, towels. Towels, mum.

No, uh... what?

Shit. Mum! Towels!

Towels, mum, towels! — oh...

Jacqueline, here. — stay with me, yeah?

Yeah_. — just stay with me.

Hold him.

Elliot groans

right. I'm going to need a knife or some kind of pliers.

Sean, hold him.

Sean... Sean, come!

Give him something to bite down on.

Open your mouth.

Shannon: Don't you dare leave me!

Shannon, hold them steady!

Alright, have the towels ready.

Marian: Uh, got 'em.

Jacqueline: Oh, shit... — muffled yells

Jacqueline: Ok, ok, ok, alright...

Elliot, I've got it. — Elliot yells

Jacqueline: That's it. — Elliot yells and gasps

Jacqueline: Put pressure on it.

The towels, Sean!

Elliot yells

Sean: It's ok. That's it, that's it.

Jacqueline: Elliot...

Elliot yells oh, god! No!

Jacqueline: Shh, shh. It's ok.

Samuel, Samuel!

Dad?

Muffled sound Danny?

Daddy!

No, no, look at me!

Look at me, darling, that's a good boy.

Come on, let's go into the other room. That's a good boy.

That's it.

Come on, darling, let's go in here.

That's a good boy.

Oh, my god. Uh...

No, no, no, look at me. Look at me.

Come on. Um...

No, no, let's go, uh...

No, no, no. Don't. — sorry, mum...

Billy, for fuck's sake!

Oh, my god.

Billy... oh, Jesus, fuck!

Um... upstairs, let's go upstairs!

It's alright.

Jacqueline: Elliot, stay with me!

Come on! Come on, Elliot!

Indistinct clamour

She pants

tyres squeal

Jacqueline: Come on, Elliot. Stay with us!

Elliot, Elliot, Elliot, listen to me.

Elliot, can you hear me?

She roars — gunshot

indistinct mutter

Who's doing this to us, ed?

Ed: We will fix this.