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Fucking get down! Fucking get down!
Get down, get down!

Fucking get down!
Get down! Get down!

Fucking stay down! Stay down!

Don't fucking move!

Hey! Get on the...
Come back! Come back here you!

Hey! Hey!

Shit!
Oi! Come here! Get out of there now!

Get out! That way! Go!

Fuck! Get on the
- floor!
- Out of the fucking booth!

Go! Go this way! Get down there!

Get down! Get fucking down!

Don't you look at me! Go!

Get out there. Go!
Get on the fucking floor!

Go! Let's go!

Stay down!
- Down!
- Stay fucking down!

How we doing?
I can't work it out!

- Zero, zero, zero!
- No, I tried that!
One, two, three, four!

No!
007!

It fucking worked!
Oh, yes! Ha! I told you!

Come on, let's go.
Give me one. Give me one.

Drop it in. Get it in there!

How many fucking bags we got?
Why do we only got four bags?

Why do we only got four bags?
It's all I've got!

Jesus Christ! Put them more
- in then! Go on.
- Stay down!

Stay fucking down! Stay down!

What are you doing, George?
I thought we said no violence?

No names, you silly cunt!
Zip the bag up! Zip the bag up!

Zip the bag up! Zip the bag up!
Zip the fucking bag up!

What are you doing? Zip it up!
I'm fucking zipping it!

Argh! Fucking hell!
That is the alarm, gentlemen.

Let's go!

There's still money here!
Jesus Christ!

You set that off, Kyle, you twat!

I was in the truck, bruv, with Toby!

Don't try and stare me out, mate.
He's got a point. Now drop it.

I'm gonna blow it!

Fuck, can't see shit!

Right, lads.
Fingers in your ears, yeah?

Fuck!

Hey! Hey! Give me my bag!

George, give him one of yours
and let's get the hell out of here.

I'll meet you at the airfield, right?

Fucking hell, take your time
Come on, baby, let's go.

♪ Reckless!

♪ That's the name they gave me!

♪ Reckless!

♪ Can't nobody ever claim me!

♪ Reckless!.. ♪

"Give me the fucking money.
I'll blow your fucking head apart!"

Were they shitting
- themselves?
- I'll tell you what,

they really were shitting themselves.
- Were they?
- I was scary as fuck.

I scared myself.

Then I was, like,
"Fucking die, cunt!"

You didn't actually shoot anyone,
- did you?
- No. I wouldn't do that.

- I wouldn't.
- I wouldn't put it past
- you.
- I didn't fuck it up this time.

No, you didn't.
I didn't fuck it up this time.

I fucking done it! Yes, we did it!

I was right, wasn't I? Yeah?
No!

Mwah! You happy?
- Yeah, I'm proper happy.
- Yeah?

Is my share in there?
Yeah, yeah, of course it is.

We're gonna split it six ways.
- Six?
- Yes,

six ways. We got a tribute who's,
uh, gonna take a slice.

Lovely, a tribute(!) Who?
I don't know. It doesn't matter,

does it? We've done a hard part.
It's the home stretch.

Look, what did I promise you?

Me and you, V.

- Me and you.
- Devon-Me and you, V,
walking off into the sunset.

That's what I promised.
It's lovely but not while driving.

- For fuck's sake!
- Alright. Yeah,
concentrate on the road. We did it.

Love you, baby.
- Oh, I love you too.
- Yeah.

Oh, I'm starving!
Yeah?

Yeah, but give me a kiss here.
You hungry? Don't worry,

We're gonna get some food
on the flight. Yeah?

And when we touch down in Faro,
we're gonna be rich! Yes!

Yes, we've done it!

Yes!
- - Come on! Yes!
- Whoo!
- Whoo!

Come on, G. Where are you, mate?

Are you sure this bloke's
good enough to fly at night?

Of course he is. He's a pilot.

He's one of Toby's mates, alright?

He used to fly for the RAF.
- He knows what he's doing.
- Alright.

OK? Don't worry about it.

Where is he? Do you think he's
stuck in traffic or something?

What about the others?
Well, Toby

and Kyle have gone
to a different airfield, to be sure.

Then we're gonna touch down in Faro.
Gonna split the cash.

And then, like I said, V,
it's gonna be you and me, isn't it?

Yeah. You OK? Come on, talk to me.
Everything-It doesn't feel right.

- - It doesn't feel right.
- Why?
- I don't
know. I don't trust that George.

Well, don't worry about George.
He'll be here. Alright? Trust me.

He'll be here, any minute.
Mm...

Devon, do you think they are—
- Don't do it, V. Don't do it.
- Alright.

You're gonna jinx it. OK?
George is gonna be here.

He's my mate.
He's not gonna let me down.

He'll be here.

But is this gonna be another one
of those situations

that you get us into?

I don't know.

Fuck!
Fuck.

Shit on my mum.

Bollocks!

- Give one of yours.
- I'll meet you
- at the airfield, yeah?
- You twat!

Bollocks!

OK. Alright, V...

- What do we do?
- I've got an idea,
- right?
- OK.Just trust me.

OK.You trust me?
- - Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- Yeah?
- Yeah!

Right, get back! Get the fuck back

or I'm gonna blow
this bitch's head clean off!

Stay alert. Fingers off triggers.
Don't come closer or I'll kill!

- I'll do it!
- Nobody wants to drop
- a hostage.
- Don't make me do it!

- Please!
- It's gonna be alright.
Just go with it.

If any of you lot so much as
fart in this general direction,

then you're gonna be mopping
her brains up off the fucking tarmac.

Do you hear me?
I'm unarmed.

Stay calm.
Nobody wants to get shot today.

Least of all your pretty girl.
Oh, yeah,

she is pretty, isn't she?
She's proper fit, she is.

So it'll be a shame to blow the
bitch's head off. Now drop the guns!

Put the guns down now!

- Do it!
- There you go.
I've thrown you a bone.

Don't drop it.

What's your next move?

You gonna step up,
or are you gonna embarrass yourself?

- Don't make me count to ten.
- You're
not gonna count to ten, mate!

I'll be the one who counts to ten.
Right?

And by the time I've got to ten,
I'm gonna be in that car,

and you're gonna make way for me
to get away, and I'll drop

her off at the next junction,
alright? I promise.

One!

Two.

Oh, bollocks.

I think we'll call
it a night there, shall we?

Hello, Mum.
Hello, love.

I can't talk right now.
I'm in a little bit of a situation.

Alright.
Mum, I'll call you back, OK?

Dorothy-Mum,
I can't deal with Dorothy's 80th.

I'll have to call you back.
Can you put the phone down?

Is that any way to speak to your
- - mother?
- Hello?
- Who is this?

- Let me speak to Devon.
- Devon is a
little bit tied up at the moment.

No, no, he's fine.

I'll get him to give you
a call back, OK?That's lovely.

Much love.
What a nice young man-

See? Quiet the mind
and the soul shall speak.

You did the right thing.

I'll make sure it buys you some
brownie points with the judge.

Devon, I'm arresting
you on suspicion of armed robbery,

assault and kidnap.
You do not have to say anything.

It may harm your defence
if you do not mention something

when questioned you may later rely
- on in court.
- Shit on my mum.

Anonymity, Willmott. Anonymity.

What was that about?

Nothing.

It better be.

Cheers!

♪ JME: 96 Fuckries ♪

♪ I'm J to the M to the E

♪ I make G-R-I-M to the E

♪ I make you bop your head
to the beat

♪ From the S-W to the N to the E

♪ Bear M to the Cs thought
they could swim with the sharks

♪ Until they entered the Sea

♪ BLUKU! Big up N to the G

♪ Footsie, D to the E to the E

♪ I show bare love like I did a E

♪ Been like this
from I entered the scene

♪ Yeah, grime, I rep to the T

♪ 140, yeah, I kept to the beat

♪ If you want a badboy grime remix

♪ then just give me or Skepta the P,
safe!

♪ You hype too much

♪ But I don't see you fight too much

♪ That's why you're not liked
too much

♪ You've been snorting
the white too much

♪ You man swear on your life
too much

♪ Careful or you might die too much

♪ Bear MCs just lie too much... ♪

Well done, buddy.

An eight-year stretch,
- and you're out in five.
- Yeah.

Apart from the occasional shower
skirmish, you've been a good boy.

There wasn't any shower skirmishes.
- What you talking about?
- Yeah.

Course not.

Prisoner 604.

Well, look, from here, it's simple.
You get out, I check up on you

and you don't ruin all that hard
work by doin' anythin'...

naughty.

Nothing naughty.

- Got it?
- Yeah.
Or you'll be right back in here.

You know what?
You sound just like my mum.

Listen. Don't fuck around, you cunt,

and I'll leave you fucking be.

Your mum ever say that?

Couple of times, yeah.

Cheers, mate.

♪ ADAM DEACON: Mina Mina Mysize ♪

♪ Yeah, man's got a brand-new idea

♪ Open that app, yeah,
make sure I say that

♪ Say that
♪ If they don't like me, bless

♪ But I don't say anything,
I'm mad, better stay back

♪ I ain't no fool, yeah,
I might be small

♪ But I carry that hammer
in a grey bag

♪ It's the mysize kid

♪ I'm so bait, it's the life I live

♪ Basin' a man,
that I'm a high-rise kid

♪ Don't give a fuck
is the vibe I give

♪ Fully bold, like a drive-by hit

♪ Might switch it up
or make a sci-fi flick

♪ That's right
♪ My life links to your Wi-Fi

♪ It's that mina, mina mysize,
mysize kid

♪ Gotta maintain him like a typhoon

♪ In the street, road block,
gonna drive through

♪ I make hits
that they're gonna consume... ♪

Oh, my fucking, God.

Look who they bring-a back-a
from the dead.

Come here.
OK, Giuseppe.

Oh.
- Give me another kiss.
- Ugh.

God, do we have to?
One more. My God, still working out,

eh? The muscle is there.
Yeah.

You look good.
Yeah, you too.

Come in.
OK.

Hope you got-a some money on you.

How long you been away?

Um, five and a bit.

- Five and a bit?
- Yeah.
Mamma mia, that's a long time.

Yeah.
- Is rough.
- It was rough.

Did you get raped?

Why, what have you heard?

You got raped.
No.

Who told you that?

What? I didn't get raped.

That's good.
I have couple of friends,

they have to walk around with a
- - shit bag.
- Not me. I'm good.
- Anyway,

what do you want?
- Have you got any cash?
- Well,

that's what I wanted to talk to you
about, because, a bit strapped

until I take care of unfinished
- business.
- I don't wanna hear-

No, listen. I was wondering if you
could extend me a bit of credit.

- Credit?
- Yeah, credit, Giuseppe.
Come on, mate.

- - Please.Devon.
- Please.
- Devon.
- - What?
- No.
- It's me.

I know.
- - What?
- I know.
- Please.

Things have changed.
Five years, different government.

We're in the fucking toilet now. If
I help you, I gotta help everybody.

I'm finished.
Yeah, alright, alright.

What about that?

- Any good?
- What's this shit?
It's not a piece of shit.

That's the only thing my dad
ever gave me, that is.

He's dead now. I mean, come on,
it's gotta be worth a shooter

and couple of shells
or something, right?

Your dad gave you this?
Yeah.

Let's go upstairs.

♪ FABIEN DARCY: Lights Out ♪

♪ Yeah, look,
making that bread, that hard dough

♪ Young g's shiffin that cargo... ♪

You ready?

Nice, huh?

- Hey, take it easy.
- OK.

This is my kingdom.
Yeah?

Don't touch.
- Oh.
- I got a special one for you.

She's a beauty. Smith Wesson.

Smith & Weston. Yeah.
No, Smith & Wesson.

Smith & Vesson?
No, Smith & Wesson.

Smith &...?
It... It's a gun.

- Yeah.
- She's a beauty. Look at her.
Yeah, but hang on a minute,

what about one of these ones?
- Not for you.
- What?

Now listen to me.
This is the one you want.

Yeah?
She shits all over any automatic.

The automatics,
they misfire, they jam.

They're a mess.
A complicated piece of shit.

This is the one you want, my friend.
I promise you.

She's loyal,
like no woman you ever had.

- Yeah?
- Like an Italian wife.
From the south.

Yeah.
You see? You two, you fit! O-ey!

Yeah. Yeah, feels pretty good,
actually.

You two fit like a glove.

Yeah?
Perfect.

- What else you got?
- Nothing for you.
What? Come on, mate.

Take the bullets.

Any reason why
these are dripping wet?

I'm not sure. I got
the problem with the condensation.

I bought-a the dehumidifier for £99.

It's a piece of shit.
Stop pointing at me.

Let's go.
OK.

Sure I can't have a bigger gun?

Not for you.

♪ Oh, please,
I couldn't care about your Ts&Cs

♪ I'm J to the M to the E

♪ I make G-R-I-M to the E

♪ I make you bop your head
to the beat

♪ From the S-W to the N to the E

♪ Bear M to the Cs thought
they could swim with the sharks

♪ Until they entered the Sea

♪ BLUKU! Big up N to the G

♪ Footsie, D to the E to the E

♪ I show bare love like... ♪

George, please, stop it!

You can't stop flirting with me,
- can you?
- What are you talking about?

Alright, G?
You alright, mate?

OK. Alright, G. Devon here, mate.
How you doing? Alright...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I just got out...

No, no, no. Alright, G?
How's it going, mate? Devon here.

Listen, right. I just did
a five-stretch for you lot.

Didn't say anything.
Kept my mouth shut.

Even though it's probably you that
rolled over on me, you fucking...

George,
I'm just here to do your books.

You're here...

to do anything I say you're gonna
- do.
- No. George, please!

I need you to give me my money back.

Just what I'm owed.
Otherwise, I'm gonna take out my gun.

I'm gonna blow your head off!
Give me my fucking money

or I'll blow your fucking brains out!
Blow your fucking head off! Right.

Always giving me those sexy eyes.
What are you talking about, George?!

Is George in?
He's in there, is he?

- Sir, no. Do not go in there.
- That's
- alright, my mate.
- You can't go in.

Stop it!

What's up, G?

Guess who's back? That's right.
And you know... Whoa! Jesus Christ!

Oh, shit the bed!

What the shit's going on here?

George. George.

George, you alright, mate?
What's happening?

Wh-What's going on? Oh, shit!

Mate. Mate. Shit! Get me something
to stop the bleeding!

George, you OK, mate?
It's me. It's Devon.

Yeah, eh?
Wh-Wh-Why'd you rumble me, mate?

Why'd you rumble me?
Where's the money, George?

Where's the money?
Why'd you rumble me, you fat twat?

Hey? Tell me right now. Oi?

No, don't go anywhere.

I need to talk to you. George!

George!

Fuck!

Shit!

Why the hell did you do that?

Hang on a minute.

What happened? Did he...
Did he touch you or something?

Was he trying to hurt you?
Is that what happened? Yeah? Listen.

Listen. Alright?
You go to the police, yeah?

Go to the police. You'll be OK.
You tell 'em the truth.

You'll be alright. Shit!
I can't be seen around a dead body.

My parole officer's
gonna fucking kill me!

Oh, shit!

Oh, shit, they're gonna
pin this on me, aren't they?

Fucking hell!

You're gonna tell 'em it was you,
- right?
- You saw what happened, right?

I didn't see what happened. I
came in here, he's bleeding to death.

I don't know what the fuck's
- - going on!
- He was attacking me.
- Shit!

Right.

Listen to me. That's got nothing
to do with me, alright?

Lads, it's just not what it looks
like. This has nothing to do with me.

I-I'm just gonna...

Shit!
Shit, I need to get out of here.

Take me with you.
What do you mean? Why?

Anywhere's better than here.
Just go to the police, alright?

- Go to the police.
- No, I can't.
- Please!
- Oh... Come on then.

OK, which one's your car?
I don't have a car.

What you mean, you don't have a car?
I only take the bus.

I thought only chavs take the bus.
Well, guess I'm a chav then.

Where's YOUR car?
Here it is.

The steering wheel's
on the wrong side.

Are you stealing this car?
No.

I told a lie.
I am robbing the car. Get in.

I've got to say, though, been robbing
cars since I was 13 years old.

It's one of the only things
I'm pretty good at.

Ooh, this is a bit of a fiddly twat,
though, innit?

Yes!

I'm gonna drop you off at
the police station, alright?

I can't.
What do you mean, you can't?

Listen, George was a well-known
arsehole round these parts, right?

He had it coming. So the best thing
I can do for you right now

is drop you off at the rozzers, so
- that's what I'm gonna do.
- I can't.

What do you mean, you can't?
- Why not?
- I went to them before.

I reported what he was doing to me.

They wanted to charge him,
- but he paid me off.
- What?

We needed the money, and my husband
said it was the best thing to do.

So I dropped the charges and
- said I made it all up.
- Oh, right,

and your husband was OK for you
going back to work with him, was he?

We needed the money.
Jesus Christ.

Your husband sounds as bad as George.

Yeah-Listen, love, I dunno
if you're not thinking straight

because you're in shock or whatever,
but this isn't just like telling

a little tattletale, is it?
This is murder.

George is dead!
- I know.
- I mean, I came in there.

You slashed his throat,
blood coming-I know what I did!

I've seen it all before.

They're in with the police,
these lot. They're all corrupt!

George is connected. They'll twist
it and put me away for this,

I know it, so I'm not going to the
- fucking police.
- Alright, alright.

Fine.
What were you doing there, anyway?

I was just visiting an old mate.

With a gun in your hand?

Well, we're kinda like work mates,
to be honest. Look,

he owed me money, OK?

What do we do now?

We? What do we do?

Yeah.

Sod knows.
What?

It's not really my bag,
to be honest.

Well, what is your bag then?
I don't even know anymore.

Ah, fuck.

Look. Alright,
there is some guy that I know.

Maybe he can... help us out.

Maybe.
Yeah?

I don't know, but it's worth a shot.

Thanks.
Don't thank me yet, love,

cos the shit hasn't even
hit the fan yet.

George?

George?

You really should get some lozenges
for that throat of yours, Willmott.

It's been confirmed, boss.

George is...

unavailable.

Had his throat cut.

Well, he was always a careless cunt.

Look...

Our boys have cleaned it up,
but they are a little bit concerned.

The fact that this happened

in broad daylight
with no care about witnesses.

Could be the start of something.

And you are boring me
with these exploits because?

They're looking into suspects, boss.

Mm.

Hmm.

Well, the last thing I want

is Jackson's smug fuckin' face
in mine...

...so...

...find out who it is,
cut their fuckin' heads off.

Make sure I don't get
the flying squad all over my arse.

Don't need
to worry about that, boss.

You're untouchable now.

Don't be so fuckin' naive, Willmott.

Nobody's untouchable.

And don't fuckin' nick me.

I can't believe this is happening.

It all happened so fast.

I've got his blood on me.

Hang on a minute.

Use one of these.

Cheers, yeah.

I stabbed him.

I killed him.

- Why did he do this to me?
- You didn't
have a choice, did ya, right?

He was gonna hurt you if you didn't.
What could you do?

George was a piece of shit,
and he got what he deserved.

I wouldn't even worry about it. OK?

What's your name anyway?

Kimber.
Oh, Kimber.

What's that,
short for Kimberly, is it?

Yeah.
That's nice. I like Kimber.

I'm Devon.

I love Devon.
Yeah, me too.

I mean, I'm more of a Cornwall
man myself, to be honest.

Except when it comes to the old,
uh...

scone spreading, right?

Yeah.

So what did you, uh...

You his assistant or something?

Bookkeeper.
- Oh, a bookkeeper?
- Mm.

Oh, right. Sounds exciting.
It's not.

Well... not normally.

But it's what you do when you're
good with numbers, I guess.

I wouldn't really know.

Coulda guessed that, actually.

But now look at me.

- I'm on the run like a fugitive.
- It's
just temporary, though, isn't it?

Look, the guy we're gonna see,
his name's Toby,

and he's an old mate of mine, and he
owes me, right? He owes me big time.

And he's connected as well, so...
OK.

You know, might be able to give you
an alibi, and all sorts, who knows?

OK.

And then you can get back
to your normal life, can't ya?

Yeah,
with your money-grabbing husband.

We're separated.

He wasn't very nice.
It was messy.

Well, it normally is, isn't it?
Mm.

He was holding Kimber real close.

Like he had a gun on her.

But you didn't actually see a gun?

No, h-he just looked like
he had one.

Sorry, Rebecca,
t-try not to be vague, OK?

Just stick to what you actually saw.
I saw a gun. He had a gun.

I saw the gun.
OK. Good.

OK, well, this gentleman here was
released from HMP Belmarsh today.

He's a very dangerous individual...
Oh.

...so you're lucky
he didn't take YOU with him.

Thank you for your time, Rebecca.

I'll, um...
I'll let you get home to your cats.

Hm.
Thank you.

Guv.
You alright?

You alright?

Yeah. You seen the old football
- results yet?
- Yeah, terrible.

Boss.
Not one London club got a win.

Boss.
- Fucking northern monkeys.
- Boss.

You know that Devon bloke?

He was the pawn that we sacrificed
in the armoured-truck nudge.

Do you remember,
about five years ago?

Sort of.

Well, got paroled today,

and he seemed
to have a proper hard-on for George,

who ran point for us.

Does he know I was the tribute?

He could've sang like a canary,
cut his sentence in half,

but he didn't. But...

..there is a
possibility that he knows about us.

Possibility? Don't know for sure?

Fuckin' hell.

Well, Willmott, I think you'd better
get rid of that fucking possibility.

Eradicate him.

Yeah.
That is extraordinary!

He has gone and stolen it back!

City thought they had saved it.
You are never saved!

♪ Oh, please,
I couldn't care about your Ts&Cs

♪ I'm J to the M to the E

♪ I make G-R-I-M to the E

♪ I make you bop your head
to the beat

♪ From the S-W to the N to the E

♪ Bear M to the Cs thought
they could swim with the sharks

♪ Until they entered the Sea

♪ BLUKU! Big up N to the G

♪ Footsie, D to the E to the E

♪ I show bare love
like I did a E... ♪

Oh, fuckin' hell,
that's strong stuff.

Makes me wanna grow a fuckin' tail.

(UPBEAT RINGTONE
PLAYS)

Fuck off for a minute, will ya?

What?

Oh, really? I thought
I wasn't good enough for you lot?

Oh, he did, did he?

Bollocks to him.

What's wrong?

Nothing.
You look like something's wrong.

No, no, my...
My face always looks this way.

Tell you what,
just take that, would ya?

Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I'm not touching that.

Well, why not? I've had it
down the back of my jeans.

It hasn't been down my pants
or touched my crack.

- It doesn't smell.
- That's not why I'm
not touching it, Devon. It's a gun.

Right, this guy...
This guy's pretty testy, OK?

He's a mate. I don't wanna take any
chances, alright? So just take that.

He's not gonna frisk you, is he?
Devon, I'm not touching your gun!

Fuck. You selfish...

Selfish? You f... You...
Fucking Jesus Christ.

Hey, if he's your mate, why are
we sneaking up the fire escape

and why have you got a gun
- in your hand?
- Shh! Look, I just...

I haven't seen him in a while, alright?

Now come on.
Oh, is he a gangster too, then?

What'd you mean, "is he a gangster"?
I'm not a gangster.

Why would you think I'm a gangster?
Oh, I don't know.

Maybe how about robbing cars

and knocking out security guards
for the first thing? And then,

you just got out of prison for doing
- God knows what.
- It ain't like that.

But this guy,
he's a proper gangster, alright?

He's a proper gang...
He used to be, anyway.

But he's still sound.
Me and Toby, we go way back.

I'm sure he's gonna help us. Yeah.
Right.

Yeah, sounds good.

Right. I'm gonna go up there
and check the coast is clear.

No, no, no, no.
What am I supposed to do?

Just stay here, and
- I'm gonna send you a signal.
- Wai...

Wha... No, wait.
Wait, wait. What signal?

Argh.

What the bleeding hell you do that
- for?
- You might've popped George,

mate,
but you ain't catching me nappin'.

Eh, I didn't do anything to George,
I promise you.

But did you know
he was gonna set me up?

Is that it?

Straight to the point.
No, "How are you?

How's the family?"
None of that catching-up bollocks.

I'm sorry, Tobes, yeah.
How-How you doing, mate?

How-How is the family?
I really don't give a shit.

How was Belmarsh?

Sorry I didn't visit.

I heard Veronica
didn't bother either.

You make some chums?
No. Why, what have you heard?

Look. Toby, I don't want any trouble,
mate, alright?

I just did a five-stretch for you.
Kept my mouth shut, didn't I?

You smashed me over the back
of the head for no reason,

but I'm gonna let it all slide, OK?

Want you to answer me one question,
though. Just one.

Did you know George
was gonna shaft me?

No, pal.
We do have
some shared acquaintances.

What? Like who?
What, that tribute guy?

Leave it out, mate.

That last shift was all George's
gig, mate, not mine.

Oh. Alright.

Well, in that case, I'll, uh, just
take the money you owe me then, yeah?

And, uh,
I need a little favour for someone.

- You're dreaming, pal.
- No, I'm not.
Cos I don't owe you dick.

- What?
- I'd suck a fat chubby one
before I'd do you a favour.

What? What is it with all this
hostility, man? I mean, come on.

Smashing me round the back of my
head. Talking about sucking cocks.

I thought we were mates, Tobe.
Fuck you, you smug twat!

Yeah, we did a couple of jobs
together, but we ain't fuckin' pals.

Wheels did turn after that last gig,
and you got screwed.

You play this game for long enough
and that'll happen to all of us.

Now you've taken your lickings,
and you kept your mouth shut,

so good for you, and now you're out.

Stop bloody moaning about it
and get on with your life!

That's what I'm tryin' to do,
Tobe, can't you see that?

I'm just trying to get on with my
life, yeah.

Just need a bit of start-up capital,
that's all. Look around.

You've done alright for yourself,
haven't you? Eh?

And since I kept my mouth shut...

Yeah, I do reckon you owe me, yeah.

I am not gonna repeat myself, petal.

So you either fuckin' do one...

or I'll have Arthur here blow your
fuckin' head off.

I think I'll have Arthur
blow my head off then. Yeah?

Might as well. Haven't got anything
else to look forward to, have I?

Haven't got any mates anymore.
Don't have any money.

Might as well finish me off quick,
mate, yeah.

Just make it quick. Tell you what,
right down the mouth.

Blow the back of my fuckin' head off.
Ah!

Go on, Arthur.

Ooh! Someone's learned to fight,
ain't they?

♪ Back to the sound of the bass... ♪

Ai, ai, ai, ai, ai.

Oh, come on, Tobe.
I missed you, mate.

Remember the good old days, yeah?
Don't do this.

You always were a cunt.

For fuck's sake. Piece of shit.

Oh, yeah, right, bullets.

Fuckin' bastard.

Right. This time.

♪ Back to the sound of the bass... ♪

Jesus Christ, love. You gotta
meet me halfway here, haven't you?

I'm trying to be clean as a whistle
make only smart decisions.

Now two of me mates are dead!
I was only tryin' to help!

I shot him in the leg to distract
him. I just saved your fuckin' life.

OK. Yeah, you're right.
- Yeah!
- You did save my life.

I appreciate that.
- You're welcome.
- OK?

But, uh, can you explain to me
what the pissin' fuck do we do now?!

I dunno!
- Jesus!
- If this isn't your bag,

it sure as shit isn't mine!
Come on, quick!

Come on, let's go.

Back, back! Jesus Christ!

You go that way. Come on.

OK, it's clear.
Who were those guys with guns?

I don't know. They looked like
they meant business.

Why do all your mates wanna kill
- you?
- I dunno. I mean, if I knew,

I wouldn't think they
were my bleedin' mates. Bollocks!

I'm never gonna get that
- bleedin' money now.
- Uh, what money?

Listen, right,
five years ago... Yeah?

pulled off an armed robbery
with a bunch of mates. I got pinched,

the job went to shit.
They stayed free, kept the money,

I kept my mouth shut, and now I'm
out, and I want my cut, alright?

So George and Toby set you up?

Why would you think that?
Are you joking?

No.
Isn't it obvious?

- No!
- George was a complete
sociopathic bell end.

Ah!
And this Toby fellow's just as bad,

if not worse, from what
- I could tell.
- George, maybe.

He was always a bit of a dickhead,
yeah. But not Toby.

He was sound, right? We were cool.
I trusted him.

Fuck me. You might just be the worst
judge of character I've ever met.

You need to choose mates
- more wisely.
- You know what?

You sound just like Veronica.
Who?

My missus. Oh! Oh!

We should go and see Veronica.
Yeah, yeah.

She can help us.
That's what we should do.

Sorry, missus?

Yeah.

Why didn't you go straight to her
the second you got out of prison?!

Well, be... Um...

It's complicated, that's why.
- - Oh.Yeah.
- Complicated?
- Yeah.

Complicated like you chose to go
and kill George before seeing her!

Lucky girl
I haven't killed
anyone. That was you. Whoa!

Fuck you!

Listen, I...

I haven't seen her in five years, OK?

I told her not to write me,
not to call me, nothing.

I didn't want her to see me
in a place like that.

I made a promise, OK?

I made a promise that the next time
we saw each other,

we'd be going there. Look at that.

That...
That was our ultimate dream.

A carousel?

Yeah.

Your ultimate dream is a carousel?

No, no, no,
you-you're missing the point.

You gotta look at what it represents.

You wanna ride a wooden horse?
What?

Do you even know where that is?
No.

That is Santa Monica pier, that is.

Right?
That is at the end of Route 66.

That is where dreams are made of.

We had a dream, right? We had a goal.

Have you ever done a vision board?
Well, don't bother,

cos they're a complete load of shite.
But a picture...

A picture is worth 1,000 words.

That...

is everything I ever dreamed of.

Well, that and...
learning to play the harmonica.

Hmm. What tunes can you play?

I can't.
What?

Oh, I didn't bother learning
in the end.

I mean, you just had five years
to learn how to play harmonica.

It's harder than it looks.
You gotta stick your tongue

into all the different holes,
- and it's flippin' minging.
- Hmm.

I mean, haven't you ever
had any dreams, right?

Aspirations with your partner? Things
you wanted to do in the future?

Ex. Ex-partner.

I mean, it's not confirmed, but he's
definitely out of my picture.

Well, you never know. Right?

You never know.

Are you gonna get in the car?
The police will be here soon.

Fuck! Yeah!
You blew that guy's face clean off.

♪ Just a minute

♪ I'll tell you what I really want

♪ I've been walking,
not running... ♪

Do you need to get yourself a bottle
- of Lucozade?
- Get myself a what?

A bottle of Lucozade for your
- drive-around.
- I don't drink that.

- Oh, do you not?
- No.
It's just a load of sugar, isn't it?

Oh. Coffee then.
Coffee, yeah.

Are you sure she'll be there?

Yeah, of course she will.

Just wait till you meet.
You'll love her, right?

She's really fit.

She's a great cook, she's smart,

she's funny, she's kind,

she's great with animals.

Yeah. God, she's really fit.

Well, at least she's '"fit".
Yeah.

Proper fit.

How do you know where to find her
if you haven't spoken for so long?

Well,
I'm hoping she's still gonna be at...

our house.

Bollocks.

Hello?

- Is he awake?
- Oh, hey, Willmott!
Not spoken to you for a while.

- What's new?
- Not now, Siobhan.
If he's there, can you put him on?

Babe, it's Willmott!

Just ask him
if he's delivered the package.

He wants to know
if you delivered the package.

Tell him
I HAVEN'T picked up the package yet.

He's not even picked it up yet.

Bollocks!
He said, "Bollocks."

Yeah, I heard that.

Sort that bubble bath out, will you?

I'm trying to have a bath.

He's one lad, Willmott.

It's a little more complicated
than that, boss.

Don't give me any excuses.
Well...

I do have an asset from Belmarsh.

Says he can deal with him for a fee.

Just write the fucking cheque
and be done with it.

Alright, boss.

Go on, then.

I'm just trying to figure out
what I'm gonna say.

Devon?

What are you doing here?

Surprise.

Excuse the mess. Cleaner's day off.

Ah, yeah.
Hey, wanna take a break?

Whoo!

Good girl. Good girl.

Whose baby is that?
She's mine, you knob.

I...
kinda got married a few years ago.

This is Ellen.
She's our little sweetie pie.

Cuppa?

Yeah, please.
OK, come on, then.

Come on.

When'd you get out?

Yesterday.

You said not to visit
and not to call.

I wanted to. I really did.

Yeah, me too. Wish I hadn't have
said that, to be honest.

So do I.

Is that him, then?

Is that the lucky guy?

That's Adam. He's a mechanic.

Oh, right. How'd you meet him, then?

Was he, uh, doing your MOT?

How'd you know?

No, I-I didn't know. I just...

Oh.

Shit.

Maybe I should've learned
how to do an oil change then, eh?

Yeah, you was too good
at other things

to waste your days
laying on your back.

Yeah? Like what?

I don't know. Like...

being silly old you.

Yeah, silly old me.

Yeah.

Do you know what?
I think I don't need the tea.

I'm... I'm just gonna go.
I-I don't think I should be here.

- I'm sorry.
- What? No, Devon,
wait, wait, wait. Here you go.

What are you doing?
- It's not a lot, but take this.
- No.

- - I don't want your money.
- Take it.
- I
don't want your money. Put it away.

I'm the one who's supposed to be
giving you money, aren't I?

I mean, that's what I promised you,
wasn't it?

Why didn't you wait?

I couldn't.

Paradise was never coming our way,
was it?

Oh, come here, you silly sod.

Sorry, V.

Sorry I let you down.

I'm sorry I didn't...

I didn't give you everything
I promised you, did I?

I'm happy for you.

No, you're not.

Yeah, probably not.

I'll see you, yeah?

Everything OK?

Yeah.

♪ City lights blur like tears
in my eye

♪ The back seat feels colder
than the night sky

♪ Your name's a ghost
that haunts my mind

♪ While they laugh up front,
I'm left behind

♪ You built a life
where I don't belong

♪ A house, a kid, your own love song

♪ I'm just a shadow in your rearview

♪ Left on our own,
I'll never know... ♪

Brought you some tea, my love.

I don't actually care about her,
you know?

Who's that?
Your little side piece.

I have no idea
what you're talking about.

You got sloppy.

Complacent even.

The Dorchester. Really?

We had our wedding reception there,
you atomic wanker!

No, I haven't been
to the Dorchester for-

Just don't fuck up what we've have.

We've got a reputation.

We've got friends.

You're a member
of the House of Lords.

You go grouse shooting with the
bleedin' King, for Christ's sake!

Oh, not to mention,

we've got children.

You're my love. You know that.

Look, I have no idea
what you're talking about.

Let me sort this out.
Just deal with that ex-con fiasco,

and we'll deal with her
when he's off the stage.

You are the only love of my life.

Yeah? Remember that.

And remember who you married.

One phone call from me
and heads will fucking roll!

Like rats into the river.

The flowers look exquisite, my dear.

Alright, mate?

I'll have a lamb shish, spaghetti
bolognese, falafel delight

and a strawberry milkshake, please,
and whatever she wants.

Oh, am I paying for this, am I?

Just a cup of tea for me, yeah.

You can't blame her for not waiting.

You never wrote to her either.

What did you expect?

It wasn't supposed to go that way.

I was supposed to turn up
with a big sack of cash,

ready to give her everything
we ever dreamed of.

Ah, you're right.

I mean, who wants to roll
with a loser like me anyway?

I mean, my ultimate dream was
a bleedin' postcard, for God sakes.

No, don't be like that.
I'm a flippin' joke.

I'm sure she still loves you.
Yeah.

Not easy being a mum, is it?
- Wouldn't know.
- Nah.

And you shoulda seen the baby.

Had the look of evil in its eye.

This is Ellen.

She's our little sweetie pie.

Shit.

Oh, shit!
What?

It's the flippin' Bishop of Belmarsh.

He looks like a right rapist.

Yeah. He is.
- - What?
- Quick.
- Huh?

Hey, mate. You got a back way
out of here, have ya?

- No. Why?
- What about a cricket bat,
a baseball bat,

something like that? You got one?
Where'd you think you are? No.

There's a bunch of blokes about to
come in and kick the shit out of me!

You got anything I can use or not?
Do I need to call the police?

Yes, call the police, right now.

Alright, Devon, you sexy twat.

Imagine seeing you here.

You alright, Bishop?
What you got there, then?

This is my mornin' star.

Pretty, ain't she?

Looks like you've been reading
too much Dungeons & Dragon's

on the inside, mate.
D&D's for geeks and fucking nonces.

I'm into the real shit.

Elves. Goblins.

Fairies.

You shouldn't be hangin' round
with his type, sugar tits.

I tell you what. I'll take you
home and give you a good rogering.

Shit!

Wait! Wait! That's a dead end!

Loosen him up for me, boys!

- Kimber?
- Devon! I'm over here.
What are you doing there?

- I'm hiding!
- There's a door there.
- We'll go that way.
- It's locked.

It's locked, I tried.

Put that fuckin' phone down.

I want a tuna baguette.

Extra mayo.

You useless bastards.

I'm gonna enjoy fucking your corpse.

You're gonna be fucking nothing, mate.

Suck it, bitch.

Whoa!

Jesus!
Fuck. We gotta go.

Argh!

You sexy twat.

Yes, I know that. They must have
trained him for war in prison.

Keep eyes on him.

All I want you to do is get this
toe-rag snared and sort it.

I told you to deal
with this yourself.

I don't understand.
Why is it still an issue?

Why is it an issue?

It's not. I've got it sorted, OK?

Good.

Fuck.

I knew they'd slip up. She's just
gone and used a credit card.

Get me Alpha-Bravo team.
Open the door!

Oxen End, M11. Copy?

Oxen End, Essex. M11.
Bloody hell! Come on!

I can't do this anymore.

I mean, who the hell was that guy?
Just another prisoner from Belmarsh.

Ah! Another one of your mates
trying to kill you then.

What a surprise
No,
he's not one of my mates.

I can't even believe they let him out
of that place, the psychopath.

Everywhere we go, everything we do,

we just seem to get deeper
and deeper into trouble.

I didn't ask for this!
What, you think I did?

I'm just trying to help you out,
- love.
- Look,

this shouldn't be happening to me.
Alright?

My life has been a complete misery
since I started working for him.

My marriage fell apart.
I'm broke. Oh!

I take a pill every morning, yeah,
just to get me through the day,

and then I take another pill
at night, just so that I can sleep.

I cry, and I don't even know
what I'm upset about,

and I can't escape it. Every night
is worse than the one before.

And now look at me.
I'm on the run with you,

a bloody maniac magnet.
I can't keep doing this,

making bad decisions that just come
back to bite me in the arse.

So that's it. I'm done.

Otherwise,
I'm just gonna keep spiralling,

and I just can't have that.

So, yeah, maybe I should go to the
police and just be done with it.

Well, say something.

I've got another mate.
Oh, fu...

Not another one of your gangster
- mates, for God's sake.
- No, no,

just...
Just hear me out, right?

See, I was convinced...

that it was George that set me up,

but then Toby... I mean,
I thought he was alright, you know,

for a gangster, but...
...the more I think about it...

Yeah, I think he probably
set me up as well,

didn't he?
Huh, you don't say

And I know what you're gonna say
about that spike-swinging lunatic

back at the cafe,
but I didn't know him either, right?

It's just more that
everybody kinda knew of him

and that you're
supposed to avoid him.

Especially in the showers,
if you know what I mean.

And now with Veronica
shacked up with that mechanic bloke

and a little baby...

Well, the only real person
I've got left in my life is...

my old mate, Kyle.

Yeah, you're right, Kimber.

Life isn't fair,
and you don't deserve this...

...but you know as well as I do that
if you go to the police,

they're gonna do you
for manslaughter, at best.

See, people like us...

we don't get lucky.

No.

It is one long hard struggle

just trying to keep
your bleedin' head afloat.

That doesn't mean we shouldn't try.

So if you wanna know
what I think we should do...

...I think...

...we should go and see my mate, Kyle.

Yeah, he's a good lad.

I reckon he'll take care of us.

So what'd you reckon?

I think these chips
need some curry sauce.

Mm.

No Hare Krishna party to go to
tonight then, Jackson?

I'm a Buddhist, not Hindu.

You're out late.

Yeah, I normally stop
by for a nightcap. Joe! Whisky.

No entourage tonight?

- Not really.
- Ah, there he is. See,
I thought you would've had him

and all the others
out all night tonight,

workin' their devilish ways.

Helpin' to bring your little lamb
back into the flock.

Never trusted me, have you, Jackson?

What are you at the moment?

Vegan? Buddhist?
What's... What's the trend?

I'm proud to be all of those things.

Keeps me strong, in here
- and up here.
- How does that work?

We all know where you get your power
from, don't we?

And we both know
your days are numbered.

Is that right?

How'd you work that out, then?

Well,
cos either I'm gonna bring you in

or they're gonna get you.

Do you know what?

Knowing that you despise me
so much rocks me to sleep at night.

You know the House of Lords
is my temple.

I'm out there with the people.
I'm the people's champion. I serve.

Not like you. What do you do?

You know,
most suffering comes from ignorance.

People like you hurt others whilst
chasing your own selfish happiness.

As lovely as it is to hear
that you think about me

every night when you go to bed,
Lord Fairfax,

you should probably focus on your
gorgeous wife a little bit more.

Oh! Oh!

Bring the missus into it, eh?

Yeah, right.

Well, if you fancy her so much,
why don't you ask her out?

Eh? But let me tell you something.

Before you book a room,

shouldn't you be out there running
around trying to get this ex-con

that's murdering everyone?
Oh, yeah? Friend of yours?

- Nah.
- See, I don't know
what he's got on you...

but he's running out of crew
members to come and visit.

I've never seen you two
looking so nervous.

So if you were to know him, I
suggest you get Willmott over there

to double your security detail.
You know,

just to be safe.

Finished?

Now you let me tell you something,
Jackson.

I've been walking these boards
since you were a fucking kid.

And if you're gonna come for me...

...you better bring a battalion.

Cos it'll be fucking war.

Joe.

Get him one for me.

Speak to me.

Alright, Kyle? It's Devon.

Shit, bruv.

This is a blast from the past, mate.
Yeah. Listen.

I need your help.

♪ Oh, please,
I couldn't care about your Ts&Cs

♪ I'm J to the M to the E

♪ I make G-R-I-M to the E

♪ I make you bop your head
to the beat

♪ From the S-W to the N to the E

♪ Bear M to the Cs thought
they could swim with the sharks

♪ Until they entered the Sea

♪ BLUKU! Big up N to the G

♪ Footsie, D to the E to the E

♪ I show bare love
like I did a E... ♪

I can't believe
it's been five years, bruv.

Power smoothie?

Nah, I'm good.

Kimber, yeah?
- Yeah?
- Power smoothie?

Yeah, I'd love one.

You sure you don't want one, bruv?
I'm telling you,

this shit right here's excellent
for the mind and body.

If you're trying
to keep your strength up,

then a power smoothie is the way, bruv.

And you know, each glass
cost about nine quid, you know?

I wouldn't know, would I?

Didn't get many, uh,
power smoothies in the clink, did we?

Yeah. Yeah, I bet not, bruv.

Listen,

I'm sorry I never visited, innit,
but you know how it is?

Yeah.
But I should have.

So soz, bruv.

Let me show you
the rest of the yard.

You know, this shit cost me
500 quid, you know?

Have a look at this.

You can see the O2 off to the left.

But sod that, check this out.

This bad boy's full 8K,
you know, bruv.

How's that power smoothie?
- Oh, so good.
- I know, right?

- Yeah.
- Looked like
you needed the vitamin C.

Come on, bruv. Get it down ya.
Why'd you roll over on me, mate?

Bruv, co...

Come on,
you ain't being serious, are ya?

Don't you flippin' "bruv" me, alright?

You was in on it, weren't you?

Listen, bruv. I swear to you, right?

I didn't know nothing about it.

The first I heard about you gettin'
pinched was when I went to pick up

my share from George. He said
you never made it to the airport.

OK, so what? You just split the cash

and got on with your day, did you?
What did you expect?

What the shit, bruv?
What have you done?

This is a brand-new sofa!
This cost me a bucket load, mate!

Devon, what the fuck?!
Stay out of this.

Oh, my God.
Why me, Kyle, eh?

Why not you?
I'll tell you why not you.

Because you were in on it,
- weren't you?
- I wasn't, alright?

Look, we robbed an armoured truck, yeah?

We all knew the risks. It could've
happened to any one of us.

Devon, what are you doing?
You said he was your friend!

Yeah, he was my friend, but he's
fucked me over and I wanna know why!

Listen, mate. I'm at the end
of my pissin' tether right now,

so you oughta fess up
and tell me what I wanna know!

Cos you're the last stop on this
ride, do you understand?

Listen, I don't blame you for being
mad and wanting to do me in, right?

I get why you're angry,
but we're fam, ain't we?

Argh!
Devon, please!

Stop it! No, no, no. You need
to think and make good decisions.

That's what you said, remember?

Yeah? Fuck me.
Look, bruv—

Come here! Tell me what I wanna know!
- No, don't! Devon!
- No more.

Tell me the truth!
There was nothing I could do! OK.

OK. I did know.

But...
But I only found out at the airfield

after the deed had been done
and we split the cash four ways!

You split the cash four ways, yeah?

Four fuckin' ways, Kyle?

- Who's the tribute?
- I don't know.
- Yes, you do!
- I don't know, bruv!

Yes, you do! Tell me!
What could I do? What could I do?

I had zero say. Zero!

Listen, I am sorry, bruv...

but Toby said he'd do me in
if I uttered a word.

I mean, what would you have done, bruv?

Listen. I proper regret
not speakin' up, believe.

But I had no choice.

Listen, right?

I want my money. Yeah?

I want what's owed to me,

and I'm not leaving here
until I flippin' get it!

Do you understand?
You can have it and then some.

Honestly, I'm sorry
about what happened to you, mate.

But look around. I'm doing alright
for myself now, ain't I?

You can have your cut.
You deserve that.

Well, what about Kimber?

I mean, she's had a bit
of a tough time at the minute.

We might need a-a lawyer.
Someone we can trust,

to help us out
with a little situation

we might be responsible for.
Safe, bruv.

I can do that. I know a guy I trust.

Yeah?
I'm gonna make this right.

I WILL make it right.

Yeah?

I'm sorry, mate.

I'm sorry, mate.
I didn't wanna have to hit you.

I didn't wanna have to do that.
That was hard for me, that was.

That was hard for me.
But we're OK now, aren't we?

Look, mate.
- - Yeah?
- I get it.
- Yeah?

I just want the cash, mate.
You understand?

- I know, bruv.
- I didn't wanna
- have to do that.
- I know.

Listen.
I'm gonna make a call. Alright?

- Yeah.
- Get you linked up
- with my lawyer, yeah?
- OK.

I'm sorry, mate.

I love you, mate.

I love you.

Love you too, mate. Alright?
Yeah, OK.

And the... the money, Kyle, yeah?
The money.

Told you.

Bishop's still active.

Why are you using that freak again?
He's relentless.

And expendable.

And there's nothing tying
- him to us?
- No, boss.

Nothing is tying him to us.
Don't worry.

This is what I do for ya.
Don't get sensitive, Wendy.

I know exactly what you do for me,
and you do it well.

Don't sit there waiting for fucking
applause, will you?

Roger that.

We're sweet.

Got my top lawman lined up
- and ready to grind.
- Oh, yeah?

And this OG's a soddin' barracuda.

He'll go toe to toe with the best.

Alright, cool.
Shit me, mate.

You didn't have
to slaughter my sofa.

Shit, bruv!

You've pissin' maimed this right up!
Yeah. Sorry, mate.

So what about this lawyer then?
Has...

Has he got an office or something?
Yeah.

Yeah, he's heading over as we speak.
Oh, yeah?

That's quick.
What do you think is?

I pretty much bankroll his
entire practice with the amount

of gnarly litigation I get myself
- wrapped up in.
- Alright, cool.

And the money as well, yeah?
Yeah, I'll sort that out in a bit.

Oh, this is fucked, bruv!

Yeah, it's not looking good.

I'm sorry. Just take it
to the drycleaners. Sofa cleaners?

I don't know who cleans sofas.
Do you? What?

We've had a tail on Lord Fairfax,
and it says he's here.

It's a penthouse owned by one
of Devon's old workmates, Kyle.

Right, we all set?
Sir.

Right,
we're pretty sure they're up there,

but until we get
visual confirmation, we hold.

OK? There will be zero collateral
damage today. No stupid mistakes.

Right?
- Sir.
- Sir.

Right. Right.

What was it like in the slammer?

Is it like in all the flicks?

Gang rapes in the showers
every night?

No, it's not like that, mate.

No?
Nah.

Not what I heard.

What exactly did you hear, Kyle?

Well, um...

I heard you got
yourself a sugar daddy, innit?

What?

Who told you that?

From the horse's mouth, bruv.

Your big boy, Bishop, you know.

That fucked-up medieval freak.

The Bishop of Belmarsh, weren't it?
Where no choir boy was safe?

Yeah. See he seems to think
you pair were a right sweet couple.

You don't know
what you're talking about.

He doesn't know what he's talking
about. I never had a boyfriend.

None of my business.
Listen, mate.

Listen, right? I did my time,
didn't I? I kept my mouth shut,

and I never got touched in the
bathing-suit area, not once.

OK? I mean, might have got close
a couple of times, but I escaped.

- Oh.
- So why don't you do
us both a favour? Yeah?

Transfer that dosh,
- and then we'll be on our way.
- Mm.

Safe, bruv.

No bother to me if
you're an emperor's chambermaid.

Emperor has a nice ring to it.

Jesus fucking Christ!
Where the hell did he come from?

Your mate let him in, obviously.

You setting me up again, Kyle?
Did you set me up again?

I thought you two lovebirds
should get reconnected, that's all.

This isn't right. This freak
never laid a finger on me.

Maybe not but it all starts
with a finger

then a fist,

and then
I'm all the way to the elbow.

Ain't that right, sweetie?

- Jokes, bruv.
- Devon,
we need to get out of here, now.

- Where's my cut, Kyle?
- No, Devon.
I want my cut! Where's my cut?

There's no money for you, bruv.
Or this fuckin' bitch. Get him!

Argh! I'm gonna kill you.
Devon!

Do we have eyes on?

Negative. No visual, sir.

Mirrored glass.
No thermal, nothing?

Can anybody tell me
if Devon's actually up there?

Five minutes, we move.
Visual confirmation or not.

Alright, everyone.
Silent.

Boss, you ready?
Yes.

That's Devon, is it?

Don't look like such a bigshot.

Looks more like an air hostess,
doesn't he?

Bite my spikey ball.

No!

He smashed him. Did you see that?

Ooh!
Ooh

You fucker!

Oh, fuck!

Fuckin' hell.

Argh!

What the fuck?

What the fuck?

What the fuck is this?
Are you filming me?

Fuck.

What the fuck is this?

Hello?
You alright there?

Got enough room?
Are you fucking filming me?

Listen, right?
Whoever's watching this,

I hope you got enough for
your wank bank, you twisted freaks!

But that's as much
as you're gonna get!

You hear me? That's as much a...

Right, chaps, that'll do.

Stay sharp.
Alpha-Bravo, we're moving in.

What?

I think that
was George's bookkeeper.

She was there when he was killed.
Well, you better sort it out.

I've never tea bagged
a dead man before.

You fuckin' slag!

Devon!

Go.

Come on.

It's OK, got you. OK. Come on.

OK. Better go!

Come on.

Hang on.

OK, OK. OK. Alright.

No. Let's go this way.

This way. OK. You OK?

Yeah, I'm good. I'm good.
- Alright.
- I've never felt better.

We missed 'em.

Lock down the streets either side.

They gotta be heading your way.

Send up a paramedic.

Got one deceased, one critical.

No rush.

Hello, Bishop.

Did Devon do this to you?

Where is he?

Don't you normally wear chainmail?

You picked a bad day not to wear it,
didn't you?

Fuck you, Porky.

Cuff him.

I gotta stop, my side's
proper fucked. I'm bleeding out.

Look, l-let's just head to the river,
- alright, where it's quiet.
- Boss.

Kyle's place is just by the O2.

Should we go?
Yes, fuckin' go. Straight away.

Fuckin' hell.
Load up, come on.

- Come on, Devon.
- Yeah.

Come on.

OK.

I'm never gonna make it
to Santa Monica, am I?

Come on. Come on.

OK.
Argh.

Come on.

Oh, fuck off.

It's a pissin' carousel.

Oh, yeah.

OK, steady. Fuck me. Alright. OK.

Yeah.
- Oh, God, that hurts.
- Fuck. OK.

OK?
Yeah.

- Oh, shit.
- Holy fuck.
- Oh, my God.
- I'm in a bad way.

- OK. Yeah, yeah.
- I'm in a bad way!
- What do we do?
- I don't know.

What about your handbag? You got
anything in there like a stapler

or something?
- - A stapler?
- Yeah.
- A stapler. Yeah.

No, I don't have a fuckin' stapler.
Are you joking?

- I know!
- Oh, my... That's fuckin'
- minging.
- Yeah, I know.

We need to take you to a hospital.
I'm not going to a hospital.

- What?
- We're not going to a hospital,
OK?No? OK.OK.

OK.I'll be OK. I just need
- to get my breath back.
- Yeah, yeah.

OK.
- - Yeah.
- Yeah.
- I've had worse.

OK.
I'll be alright.

Ah.
Well, it's not exactly paradise,

but under the circumstances...

...it's the best we could do.

- Ah, yeah.
- Eh? At least
we got you to your carousel.

Yeah.
Yeah, I'll take that.

Yeah.

...the best we could do.
- Ah, yeah.
- Eh?

At least we got you
to your carousel.

Yeah.
Did she just say carousel?

Yeah, I'll take that. Yeah.

Kyle was in on it too,
then, eh? Bollocks.

They were all in on it, weren't they?
Why didn't you turn them in?

I don't know.

Honour amongst thieves?

I mean, it's the criminal code
and all that, right?

How the bloody hell would I know?

I suppose so.

I'm sorry, Kimber.
For what?

For everything.

You know what my life
has amounted to?

The grand sum of bugger all.

I'm a flippin' joke.

I mean, I can live with that,

but now I've gone and drug
you down with me, haven't I?

You haven't.
Yeah, I have.

I'm like a bad pissin' penny
that won't get lost.

Shoulda just dropped you off
at the police station

when we had the chance.

Don't say that.
We're in this together.

Hmm?

Oh, two lonely hearts.

Who the bloody hell are you lot?

We're the ones
you've been running from.

No, you're not.
Trust me.

We are.
Listen, lads.

Right-

I'll handle it.
Handle it, then.

I'll tell you
something else, you plebs.

The way you're carrying on,

you're gonna end up going home
in an ambulance

or you're gonna find out how cold
that river is.

Hang on a minute.

Did he just call me a pleb?

I must've misheard you, then.

Now, listen to me.

You've both fallen in a pit
the last few days.

Which, I'm afraid, you're gonna
struggle to get your way out of.

What you goin' on about?
I don't even know who you bozos are.

Come here.

Did you really think
killing George, Toby

and Kyle
would have no repercussions?

Look, I couldn't
give a shit anymore, alright?

As far as I'm concerned,
they're a bunch of arseholes

who deserve what they got, alright?
They were our associates,

you fucking idiot!
As were you,

in a roundabout kind of way.
Which is why we need to make sure

that this "mission of vengeance"
is over.

Mission of vengeance?
Oh, don't make me laugh, mate.

We're not your fucking mates.

Nor hers.

She's got nothing to do with this, alright?

You leave her out of this. I dragged
her in. You need to let her go.

Alright?
She means nothing to us.

Thanks
But...

we will be keeping an eye on you.

Your friends. Your family.

Your whole entire fucking life.

So keep your mouth shut...

and you'll never hear from us again.

I'll be OK.

Why are you doing this to him?

Didn't he go to prison for
five fuckin' years for you lot?

He shoulda sent you down with him,
but he didn't, did he?

No, he protected you,
and now you wanna kill him for it?

It makes no fuckin' sense!
Listen, love.

He's been running around town
offing our associates.

He hasn't killed anyone!
I killed George! It was me.

That monster was trying to rape me.

And then it was that hairy berserker
nutter that killed Kyle.

This fucking bitch.
Devon!

OK. What about Toby?

I shot him in the leg, but he blew
his own bleeding face off.

You really expect us
- to believe that?
- Yeah.

Cos it's the truth!

The only thing he's guilty of
is trying to protect me.

All he wanted was to get back
the money he's owed

and move on with his life.

So the real question is,
why are you after him?

Mind your fucking business.

It wasn't the others that grassed
on you.

It was you that set him up,
wasn't it?

You what?

Give me that. Eh! Sit down.

I own you. I always have.

And as she's rightly worked out,

I am the tribute who you have been
serving all these years.

You will be going home
in a pine box.

Both of you.

Do you understand?

Do you understand?!
Yes.

Yes. Good.

Marvelous.

Carry on.

It's very prudent that we not be
around when formalities take place.

It's in your hands, boys.

I'm sorry, Kimber.

- - Move!
- Hey!
- Sorry!
Get off me! Get the fuck off me!

- Move!
- Fucking scumbag!
Get your hands off me!

No! Stop it!

I need you to turn around.

What?
I want you to turn around, please.

I don't want you looking at me when
I shoot you, alright? Turn around!

Bastard.

Get the fuck back.

Devon.

What do you want me
to tell your mum this time?

Nice

Hey. Hey. Hey.
He needs a fuckin' ambulance!

- Devon.
- Paramedic!
Help me. Hey. Come on.

Devon.

Thanks, Bentley.

Darling!

What the fuck?
There's someone here to see you.

Send him.
No, Willmott.

You stay there.

This one's for you.

Wondered what that smell was.

What are you doing here?

You know, it always struck me.

How happiness tends to eludes those

that don't appreciate
what they have.

What's that mean? How are
you on this fine Sabbath morning?

The only Sabbath I know is Black.

So why don't you piss off and try
and find some trouble elsewhere?

I think we have quite enough
of that right here, my Lord.

They're nice in black screens. I
- must get one for Christmas.
- Hold on.

Sit down. There we go.

I own you. I always have.

And as she's rightly worked out,

I am the tribute who you have
been serving all these years.

You will be going home
in a pine box. Both of you.

And?
Before you say anything,

let your words pass through
three little gates.

Is it true?

Is it necessary?

And is it kind?

You know that sounds
nothing like me.

Well, uh, let's let
the courts decide that, shall we?

You know my lawyers will have me out
before the papers hit the pavements,

don't you?
Yeah? Good luck with that.

♪ Oh, please,
I couldn't care about your Ts&Cs

♪ I'm J to the M to the E

♪ I make G-R-IM to the E... ♪

Alright?

How've you been?
Yeah, good.

You?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm alright.

I'm used to it now, aren't I?

Don't need to keep coming in
to see me, you know.

I know.

But I want to.

It's also kind of...
my fault that you're here, so...

It's not your fault.

You're a nice girl, Kimber. Too nice.

Too nice to be coming in here
and wasting your weekends on me.

Look, you... You were wrong...

...what you said at the carousel.

That, like, you're a bad penny
or a bad guy or whatever.

I mean, on paper,
you-you're a bad guy, but...

...deep down, you just
wanna see the good in people.

I mean, look at everything
that you did for me.

You coulda just left me behind,
but you didn't.

So that's why I come and see ya.

I do like it, to be honest.

I know you do.

And maybe...

...when you get out of here...

...you should look me up.

Might take a while.

That's OK.

Oh!

OK...

what's this then?

Who knows?

Maybe paradise IS worth the wait.

I tell you what, though.

I'm never going on one of those
carousels as long as I live.

They can fuck right off.

Deal. No carousels.

Yeah.

I tell you what.

It's a deal.

No physical contact!

He's a fuckin' twat.

The perfect getaway.

Almost had it, didn't we?

Yeah.
Yeah.

Maybe next time.

Yeah.

Yeah, Dartmoor is lovely
this time of year.

- Is it?
- Yeah, yeah,
Meet your new cellmate, my Lord.

Mwah.

You having a fuckin' laugh,
- ain't you?
- I'm afraid not.

I'm gonna enjoy fucking your corpse.

♪ Reckless!

♪ That's the name they gave me!

♪ Reckless!

♪ Can't nobody ever claim me!

♪ Reckless!

♪ I'll take my cut,
and then I'll vanish

♪ Reckless!

♪ Still alive, still savage...

D&D's for geeks and fucking nonces.

I'm into the real shit.

Elves. Goblins. Fairies.

You shouldn't be hangin'
round with his type, sugar tits.

♪ Reckless is the name they gave me

♪ Running from chains
that tried to save me

♪ I'll take my cut
from the bloodied cops

♪ Reckless forever

♪ It's my name to the last...

But it all starts with a finger
then a fist,

and then I'm all the way
to the elbow.

Ain't that right, sweetie?

You fuckin' slag!

♪ Reckless!

♪ That's the name they gave me!

♪ Reckless!

♪ Can't nobody ever claim me!

♪ Reckless!

♪ I'll take my cut,
and then I'll vanish

♪ Reckless!

♪ Still alive, still savage

♪ Yeah

♪ To the last

♪ Yeah

♪ To the last...

This is my mornin' star.

Pretty, ain't she?

I'll tell you what.

I'll take you home
and give you a good rogering.

♪ SON OF AUGUSTINE:
Expensive Habits ♪

♪ Reckless talk

♪ Son of Augustine

♪ Hey, reckless talk

♪ But I got expensive habits

♪ Don't step in salt

♪ I'm a real one, check my fabric

♪ Hey, I said reckless talk

♪ But I got expensive habits

♪ Don't step in salt

♪ I'm a real one, check my fabric

♪ Look at my fabric
out of this atlas

♪ I point way up

♪ I got a passion mixed with action

♪ Boy, don't play us

♪ Look at my fabric
out of this atlas

♪ I point way up

♪ I got a passion mixed with action

♪ Boy, don't play us

♪ Look at my fabric

♪ Way up

♪ Mixed with action

♪ Play us

♪ Out of this atlas

♪ Way up

♪ I got a passion, yeah

♪ Play us

♪ I got a passion

♪ Full static, ready on go

♪ Uh, don't let it unfold

♪ Beast mode,
if you ready, let's roll

♪ Feeling like
they should never get in my zone

♪ That's me, man, I stand on my own

♪ Mate, we ain't one in the same

♪ One of the ways I do this,
all on my lone

♪ I'm back in my zone again

♪ No way can I hold it in

♪ Look at me when I'm growing them

♪ I'm the OG code, I don't co-defend

♪ From the west to the east
when I'm blowing in

♪ I'm showing them how
to make moves again

♪ Look at me,
I don't break rules again

♪ I'm a go drop rules for them

♪ Show 'em how to win,
not lose again

♪ Whoa. ♪

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