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Are you going to come in, or are you going
to stand there and drool?

You got a mouth on you.

What else is he good for?

Why don't you come in and you'll find out?

So, what's your name, pretty?

Call me whatever you like.

I'm yours for tonight.

Courtesy of Santiago.

Since you look good enough to eat,
I think I can call you... Candy.

What makes you think I'm sweet?

Now, why don't you show it to me?

Wow.

Whatever you say, beauty.

Like a baby's arm holding an apple,
huh?

How about big enough for the birds,
I reckon?

Just like cops, power comes in all
different shapes and sizes.

You name it.

Sex, money, class, politics,
with just a sheer will to put

the other man down and
leave him bleeding on the floor.

But power is nothing without respect.

If they don't respect you,
sooner or later some cunt is

going to come along and
take that power away from you.

Fucking kill him!

So this is me.

Named Scarlet.

London girl through and through.

The big bastard?

Nacho.

But don't lose any sleep over him.

He totally has it coming.

You're not real!

You're winning after all!

Oh, you dirty fucker!

Oh, hello!

Come on!

As you can probably tell, I've come a long
way from Beckham.

I ain't done anything to be ashamed of.

Well... what?

Not much, anyway.

Actually, hang on a minute.

I'm getting way ahead of myself.

To really understand where this all
started, we have to go back a bit.

Back to when I met the man who changed
everything.

No, not him.

That's Mr Mark.

And not him either.

That's Adam.

Think of him like Fagin, or me artful
dodger.

Whatever, I could pinch at.

He took his cut and watched my back.

That's my bestie, Michelle.

Alright, babe.

Let's go to work.

If we saw an opportunity, we took it.

Back then, I had fuck all to lose.

ROCK MUSIC PLAYS

FINDاه personalities is not for us.

Nah, I'm talking
about the other bloke in

the background, who I
didn't even see coming.

Yeah.

Okay.

Is that big time?

We're all set.

Charlie takes delivery on Friday.

Dumbass.

Hey, whoa, whoa.

Let's not ruin the moment.

I've been watching you work.

You've got some nice moves.

Is this a bus?

No.

Cops don't cut the hands off the people
they catch stealing from them.

I'm just kidding.

So how's about you let me go then?

How's about I don't?

Listen, my boyfriend's over there and you
do not want to mess with him.

So do yourself a favor and piss off.

You do have a sting in your tail,
don't you?

Yeah, that's right.

It's a slingy rook.

He's not your boyfriend.

Oh, yeah?

He's beneath you.

Anyone can see that.

You are all charm, ain't you?

How about you let me go?

I think you owe me a drink.

You really are a glut of a punishment.

Do I look like I give a shit?

Rocker, straight up.

Single malt scotch on the rocks.

Thank you.

You

better drink that quick.

Because when it sees
you over here, it will be in

your face with a broken
bottle before you can breathe.

So listen to my eyes and walk away.

You walk away.

And I'll take my chances.

You've got some bollocks in you.

I'll give you that.

When you're down here
in A&E, get your face

stitched back and
don't say anything here.

Look.

We could dance around this all night or we
could just cut to the chase.

I like you.

Well, you can't have me.

Spit that in your pub and smoke it.

No.

No.

Get yourself a new watch, why,
right?

That one's fucked.

Very observant.

I have to be in my line, you know?

Fuck, here he comes.

What's going on here then?

You bothering my girl?

Here we go.

Simon.

Excuse me.

Thanks.

He's nobody.

He was just asking for the time,
all right?

You hear that?

You're nobody.

You all know what time it is.

It's time to fuck off, mate.

Go on.

Tom, there's a good boy.

Everything all right here, gents?

We're bailing.

We've had enough tension for one night.

Take care of it, will you, Jimmy?

Oi, oi.

Not so fast.

Are you sure you want to do this?

That's Rob McNaughton.

The future love of my life.

Ex-brain, ex-con,
excellent in bed, as it turned

out, and, oh, yeah,
extremely fucking dangerous.

Billy Baraka, a mercenary from Angola.

Grew up fighting for freedom in the Civil
War before fighting for cash in the Congo.

Teamed up with Rob
20 years ago, and they've

had each other's
backs ever fucking since.

Danny Oswald, ex-SAS.

Served his time in the sandbox
before going into the private

sector and putting his skills
to better use, namely profit.

He met Rob in a South African jail.

Been thick as feet for ten years now.

These were the Three Musketeers.

All for one, one for all.

And anyone that fucked with them came a
cropper.

Think it over.

Danny, I want to know everything about
her.

Certainly not out of choosing,
mate.

The choice has nothing to do with it.

Can I help you, darling?

I'm looking for someone.

Aren't we all?

Aunt Nellie.

Smartest woman I know.

Mid-twenties.

Blonde hair, blue eyes.

That'll be Scarlet.

She's over there in the ring, love.

And you must be Aunt Nellie.

With the right hook.

Back in the day, love.

Back in the day.

It's a nice place you got here.

Some women buy hair salons.

I bought this place.

It's got character.

I've got character.

This place has rats.

Scarlet!

There's a young fella over here looking
for you.

Ah, jeez, that's a young one.

How many times?

Keep your fucking guard up.

How do you know where to find me?

I asked around.

That's a bit stalkery.

No, stalking would be unwanted attention.

Boyfriend, remember?

You still flogging that shit?

We, uh, we haven't been properly
introduced.

I'm Robert.

Friends call me Rob.

Scarlet.

Like Scarlet O'Hara.

My mom said I was born stubborn.

When are you going to learn to stay down,
girl?

Never.

Where you from?

Uh, the U.S.

originally, but, uh...

Work keeps me overseas.

Oh, yeah?

What work is that, then?

Supply and demand.

Based out of the Canaries, but,
uh, most of our product comes from Africa.

You ever been there?

I've never been anywhere.

Oh, Africa's beautiful.

But she'll challenge you every step of the
way.

You like a challenge, then?

If it ain't worth a fight, it ain't worth
having.

You sound like a gangster.

Do your worst.

I can go on all day.

Keep them coming.

So what about you?

What's your game?

Never let him see me coming.

Not bad for a skinny English girl.

So, what about Friday night?

I told you, I can't.

What's the story with you two,
anyway?

I was going for some shit and he helped me
out.

So you feel like your own?

Yeah, something like that.

He's holding you back.

Look, I appreciate the effort, mate,
but you're barking up the wrong tree.

Will they see you again?

What do my eyes tell you?

Don't get me wrong, I was fucking tempted.

But I ain't the kind of girl
who drops her knickers

because some bloke
gives her the time of day.

Time to pay a visit to the one man I could
always rely on.

You all right, little bro?

Bottom cupboard.

And get me a beer, I'm drier than a nun's
chuff.

Dave.

My brother from the same mother.

Loves a curry, cheats at cards.

I met a gangster today.

Oh yeah, Al Capone, was it?

I'm serious, you knob.

What a fucking gangster.

He's desperate to get my knickers.

Oh, too much information.

Do you fancy it?

I don't know.

Of course you fucking do.

Why are you picking pockets for that
prickle you like?

No fucking way.

I just don't get used to someone being,
you know, nice.

It makes me nervous.

You ain't afraid of nothing.

Just don't end up like Mum, that's all I'm
saying.

Well, I think I missed my chance now.

There's no point stressing about it.

All right then, good to go.

All right, get going up there.

That's it.

Nice one.

That's got to hurt.

Michelle, you ready?

Hey, what's wrong?

I feel like shit.

I think I'm coming down with something.

Oh, fuck.

You should take the night off.

You're in no state to go out.

I can't.

I'm going mental.

You know what he's like.

Oh, fuck him.

You're his best dinner, but you ain't good
to him like this.

You ain't in trouble, you are.

Bring back some chicken soup.

Of course, babe.

I'll see you later.

Careful.

Always.

Bye.

All right.

I'm off out.

All right, stay out of bother.

And bring me back something nice.

Yeah, whatever.

So there I was.

Back to the same old routine.

But I couldn't get him out of my head.

Maybe if I hadn't been so
stubborn, so messed up,

maybe I wouldn't get a
chance like that again.

It didn't matter.

If nothing else, it inspired me to make a
change and take back control of my life.

But I couldn't get over it.

Don't you think this is the fucking race?

Yes, the fucking work.

I'll get back on the streets where I found
you.

Lazy bitch.

Shit!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Stop the fuck.

Adam stop.

Stop it.

Ron, I don't know if you
gave a shit, but... But what?

You wanted to know everything about the
girl, right?

Scarlett Monaghan?

Thank you.

I don't think I'll see you again.

I did.

Doc, how's she doing?

Two cracked ribs, multiple cuts and
bruises, mainly to her own hands.

She put up a good fight, but she won't say
with who.

Maybe she'll tell you.

I already know.

Listen to me.

You're never going back there.

Where am I gonna go?

I can't go to Dave's.

If he sees me like this, he'll break
Adam's fucking neck.

And you care about that piece of shit?

No!

I told my brother to go to jail.

Nobody's going to jail.

Now you gotta trust me.

All my stuff's there
and I've got... Forget it.

Forget about your stuff.

We'll get you new stuff.

And what about Michelle?

He'll never lay another finger on her or
anyone else.

I'll guarantee it.

You'll be in trouble.

Cooey, who the fuck are yous?

We just have to figure out what we're
gonna do about you, don't we?

Don't worry.

I'm charged by the hour.

What?

Oh, fuck, no.

My older brother Jack gave it to me for my
18th.

Two weeks later, he was shot dead in the
street.

I was standing next to him when it
happened.

The only reason I'm alive is because he
pushed me clear.

That's how it got broken.

And you've worn it ever since?

Yeah.

It reminds me of Jack and what he did.

Old habits die hard.

We all have shit in our pasts.

Mum called it fertilizer.

Says it helps us grow.

Your mum sounds like a smart lady.

The best.

Except when it come to men.

Your old man?

He was a drunk.

Just angry all the time.

He'd come home from the pub.

First like a beetroot.

Stinking of beer and fags.

Then he'd beat the shit out of her.

Me and my brother Dave used to hide in my
room.

Used to hear the yelling and the screaming
from downstairs.

Sometimes when I go to sleep I can still
hear it.

Piece of shit.

Where is he now?

He's rotting in jail where he belongs.

A few years back he shot a security guard
in a boat trial.

Broke up 20 years for that.

What a fuck up.

You're the first person I ever told that
to.

I have to pee.

Then you can fuck me again.

Days came and went.

Bruises healed.

And me and Rob got closer and closer.

Anyone who's ever been in love will know
exactly what I'm talking about.

It's the best drug there is.

And I was high as a fucking kite.

I'm sorry.

They're my best friends.

Oh shit!

For God's sake.

And that's when I saw him for the first
time.

The real Rob.

The man who'd die for me.

The man who'd kill for me.

Not a word of a lie.

It really turned me on.

I sent Jorica to Charlie's boys.

Now this is too fucked up even for
Charlie.

So what's the plan?

The plan is we stick to the plan.

Get the fuck out of town.

Baraka!

I sent him home.

You actually stayed.

You know I'm no shrinking violet.

Like I know you fly close to the winds.

It's part of the attraction though,
right?

Yeah.

Yeah.

Kept it safe for ya.

You hurt yourself?

It's alright.

No, let me take a look at that.

Deep breath.

Alright.

You handled yourself well tonight.

The real test comes when you run out of
bullets.

I've been in a few fights.

No, I'm not talking about the boxing ring.

I'm talking about a fight to the death.

Nothing within reach is a weapon.

You'll do whatever it takes to stay alive.

That's when you find out who you really
are.

There you go.

So why don't you tell me who you really
are?

Maybe those men were trying to kill us
tonight.

Oh, not us.

Just me.

For this.

Is that what I think it is?

168 carats of it.

And I thought you peddled dope.

I did once.

Stole a few cars.

Did a little gun running.

Now I deal in diamonds.

The most important
thing to know about the

diamond trade is that
it's dirty and corrupt.

Everybody's out to fuck you.

All you can do is have a code.

Me, I won't knowingly deal in conflict
diamonds.

But it's impossible to keep them out of
the mix.

You think your jeweler
on Bond Street or Fifth

Avenue really knows
where their rocks come from?

No.

The truth is, they don't want to know.

Now 65% of the world's diamonds come from
Africa.

This one here?

It was probably dug up by some poor bastard
slogging his guts out in a ditch somewhere.

Now he finds it, and he knows it's worth a
fortune.

What's he gonna do?

Fly to Antwerp?

No.

So he takes a big fucking
risk, shoves it up his ass,

and he smuggles it out past
the guards with machetes.

Then he sells it on to someone local for a
few hundred bucks.

Then that guy marks it up
and sells it on and so on and

so on until it gets into the
hands of a local warlord.

Now that's where I come in.

I deal with the regional chiefs direct.

And they are very shrewd when it comes to
business.

You fuck with these
guys and they chop you

into fish bait and feed
you to the crocodiles.

The rocks that I purchase then go to
Mumbai where they get cut and graded.

And from there I sell to my clients in the
UK, China, Russia, the biggest client of

all, the good old US of A, where those
rocks end up adorning the fingers and

necks of movie stars, rap artists,
and even a few royals.

That's pretty fucking cool.

Yeah.

Gets cooler.

I picked up this rock for 500,000.

Within 24 hours, I got a call from
Charlie.

Who's that?

Charlie is, uh, a legend in the diamond
trade.

She drinks with drug lords and dines with
ex-presidents.

That's right.

She can place a stone with any buyer in the
world, from Saudi princes to Yakuza bosses.

And she wants this rock.

And she's made me an offer that's,
well, it's hard to refuse.

How much?

15 mil.

And this is just a sample.

Charlie wants a regular supply.

You can do that?

Yeah.

This is the deal that changes everything.

This is the deal that gets us out.

So what happens now?

Well, now we do the trade with Charlie.

You want a cup?

What can I do?

Uh, you could...

watch my bag.

Just make sure you wear something,
uh, attention-grabbing.

You want me to be a distraction?

No, no, I want you to look hot.

I don't want to give you a show.

Hand-off's in 19 hours, so until then,
we gotta sit tight, keep this safe.

Well, I could think of a few things to
pass the time.

Scrabble and shit?

Not what I expected from an international
crime queen.

Why's this place?

She's not peddling million-dollar
diamonds.

Charlie runs a side hustle in fine arts
strictly for the wealthiest of pre-intels.

Kushti?

Wow.

Blimey.

This ain't too shabby.

More carrots in here than Sainsbury's.

Yeah, just, uh, be sure to keep your
fingers to yourself.

Best behavior costs more.

Mm-hmm.

Thanks.

Let's grab a drink.

Robert.

Hmm?

Welcome.

And you must be Scarlett.

Yeah.

Word travels fast.

Scarlett, this is Victor.

Charlie's second cousin, twice removed.

Ah, family business, eh?

We keep our friends close and our family
closer.

Victor Reznik, ex-enforcer for the Russian
mob.

Now he works for Charlie.

What about your enemies?

We have no enemies.

Please, follow me.

Ah, okay.

You're a big guy.

Wait.

Calm.

Now, what do we hear here?

Big boy, eh?

Easy, boys.

Any closer, I'll have to charge.

Hey, Charlie.

Charlie, looks like royalty, swears like a
docker.

Gentlemen.

Scarlett, please, come on in.

Does everyone here know my name?

Scarlett Monaghan, born Peckham,
1995.

Nobody gets through these doors that I
don't know.

They were armed.

But, uh, nothing else.

Oh, my.

That's a big shift, Baraka.

Planning on taking sculls?

Never know which way the night is gonna
go.

You are so right.

It seems we have some trust issues to deal
with.

So, ladies, skedaddle.

If I am going into business with someone I
like to know who the fuck they are.

And the best way is to ask who they fuck.

He doesn't need to wave a gun in my face to
get my attention, if that's what you mean.

Oh, I like this girl, Rob.

She's a keeper.

Do you trust him?

Yes, I do.

That's good.

Trust is very hard to find these days.

And he respects me.

Sweet.

You see these ugly bastards?

There's not one of them wouldn't take a
bullet for me.

Some of them already have.

You know why?

Because these men are beasts.

Beasts respect one thing.

Natural authority.

And you either have it or you don't.

Isn't that right, Bob?

It's been my experience, yeah.

Why don't we all calm the fuck down and
get on with the business at hand?

It is time for the floor show.

Do you know this man's father?

No, I don't.

Are you certain?

You know a woman can always tell if
another woman is lying.

And if you are, I'd let one
of my boys drag you into

the bathroom and cut out
your uterus with a rusty knife.

Do not know him.

Good.

Because this piece of shit tried to steal
from my business partner.

Which is the same as stealing from me.

And there's one thing I can't abide is
cuntry.

If you're squeamish, look away now.

Victor!

Victor!

Victor!

Victor!

Victor!

Victor!

Now I learnt this from a boyfriend from a
boyfriend Bogota!

You all right?

Didn't see your drop.

Mmm.

You know, I could fetch a couple of mil
for that.

I can't say I'm not disappointed you
turning up empty-handed.

Where the fuck is my merchandise?

Scarlet, I think Charlie looks like she
could use a drink.

Well, fuck me sideways.

Oh.

You are beautiful.

Victor, pay the man.

All right, take it.

I'll meet you up front.

Charlie, it is a pleasure doing business
with you.

One more thing before you go.

Now that we're partners, we're more than
friends, we're family.

Together we drink the blood of our
enemies.

Don't make a cunt out of me.

Here's to the first of many.

Bouge moi.

Fuck me.

That was intense.

So what do you make of Charlie?

Oh, she's off her fucking tits.

But I reckon she's a straight shooter.

And you know this how?

Because I'm an excellent judge of
character.

Then why are you with a crook like me?

Because you make me wet in an otter's
pocket.

You know, if I can't deliver, it's my ass.

Pity.

Such a nice arse.

Nicely done, duchess.

Wait, did you just call her duchess?

Yeah.

She handled that shit with grace.

Like a duchess.

Why didn't you just call her a fucking,
like, princess or something?

No.

Duchess is better.

Sorry.

I like that.

Problem solved.

Stupid.

You should see him before you go.

Fuck that.

You can't be afraid of him your whole
fucking life.

Look, what used I say to you when you were
close to giving up a fight?

Forget the pain and get back in the ring.

Right.

Because the pain goes away.

But the choices you make stay with you
forever.

You've never backed down from a fight in
your life.

Well, look what the cat dragged in.

I see the girl I once knew and the woman
before me.

Well, nine years and you've nothing to
say.

Oh, cheers.

Don't thank me.

It speaks.

Those things will kill you.

Oh.

You should be so lucky.

What the fuck did Mum ever see in you?

I had my moments.

Still do from time to time.

Jesus.

Do you feel anything about what you did?

Doesn't pay to dwell on the past in here.

No, down that road, they say, lies
madness.

What's done is done.

Can't be undone.

I'm leaving.

Going away from this place.

Away from you.

I just didn't want to go
without looking you in the

eyes one last time to see
if there's a soul in there.

And what do you see?

Nothing worth saving.

You know, you can
choose where you're going,

but you can't change
where you came from.

You have my blood flowing through your
veins.

That means you're my girl and you always
will be.

I ain't your fucking girl.

Yet here you are.

Looking for what?

Acceptance?

Absolution?

Closure?

Hmm?

You know, you can have a lot of it if you
want, if it makes you feel better.

But don't come in here looking to save my
soul.

Because I am beyond redemption.

I've been rotten to the core since the day
I was born.

Your mother knew that.

She stayed anyway.

No, she stayed out of fear.

Not love.

Let me give you some fatherly advice.

Stop looking for it to make sense.

Because it never will.

Hmm?

If I could do it all again, would I do
things differently?

I'd still be the same old Frank.

Making the same old choices.

You know, I've long since come to accept
who I am.

Maybe it's time you did too.

Fucking hell.

To think Ashley came here to give you a
chance.

Don't kid yourself.

You came here to look in the mirror.

You just don't like what you see.

You're wrong.

I ain't nothing like you.

I'm fucking ashamed you're my father.

Hmm?

But like it or not, I am your father.

If you come near us... ever again...

I will fucking kill you.

That's my girl.

Remember how I said this man would change
my life?

Check this out.

I know what you're gonna say.

He's into some shady shit.

But I didn't care.

If I wasn't willing to risk it all
for love... then what's the point?

Oh, my God.

Well?

What do you think?

Fucking love it.

Come on, come on.

Wow.

Aww.

It was like coming home for the first
time.

And the whole gang was there to welcome
us.

Wow.

Santiago, get on.

Santiago.

This is Scarlett.

Scarlett, Santiago.

Hello, pretty.

There was Santiago, Rob's local partner.

All chest hair and too much cologne.

He started out smuggling drugs for one of
the Galician cartels in Spain.

Until Rob recruited him, alongside his
half-wit younger brother, Marco.

But the lesser they're about him,
the better.

Johannes?

How's it?

The walking greaseball was Johannes from
South Africa.

Santiago's hired gun and definitely a few
sandwiches short of a picnic.

And last but not least...

And my oldest and dearest friend,
Tom Sullivan.

Tom, this is... This is Rob.

Rob may have mentioned you a few hundred
times.

Sounds like I've got a bit of catching up
to do.

I know all of his deepest, darkest
secrets.

Enough tequila, you might just get it out
of me.

Fuck you, Tom.

Scarlett.

Welcome.

Cuss-a-bling.

Santiago, what's with the welcome
committee?

It's not really your style, is it?

We heard about what happened in London.

We are a little concerned.

Huh.

I gotta talk to the guys.

Why don't you settle in?

Maria will take care of anything you need,
okay?

See you in a bit?

Yeah.

Would you like a drink?

Me and you are gonna be best mates.

Let's talk.

Look.

Whatever shit went down, we delivered the
merch.

Charlie's happy.

Just make sure it stays that way.

You think it was our rival crew?

And in the exact time and place.

Had to be an inside job.

Rob.

You're still with us?

This is fucking serious.

Yeah, no shit, Santiago.

What's the word on the street?

We talked to all of our usual sources.

Nobody knows shit.

Or we are too afraid to talk.

Then we make them talk.

Whoever's fucking with us is already dead.

They just don't know it yet.

In England there's a class system.

Where you're born, which school you go to,
How to pronounce your fucking T's.

It's been like that for a thousand fucking
years.

And it ain't about to change.

But down here, no one gives a mungie.

The only rule, is survival of the fittest.

And that's a rule I can relate to.

I'm the guy Morning beautiful!

Do you like my pet?

Cute.

Can you make her sit?

Alright, let's do this.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

You okay?

You smell so fucking lovely.

Incredible.

You know that?

I have my moments.

I'll see you later, okay?

See you later.

See you later.

Morning, boss.

Not a fucking word.

Morning, Maria.

Morning, senora.

You want something?

English tea?

Eh, I know my way around the kitchen.

Senora, it's no trouble.

Alright, but only if you give it a rest
with the senora and join me for a cuppa.

Okay.

Nice work.

Good job.

How's my favorite greengrocer Kamal?

What the fuck?

Fuck.

No!

You've got to stay here.

Get the fuck out of here!

Let's move!

Move!

Shane, Shane!

Nice shot!

Take out this fuck's dick!

Let's fucker out of these hands!

How do we get out of this one,
wood?

This is out!

Come here!

Get behind me!

Come here!

Go get the truck!

Let's go!

Let's go!

Hey there.

Why don't you just give me what I want?

Hey!

Do

you like to play rough?

You little English bitch!

Get the fuck out of my house!

Sorry.

Can't do that.

Maria, get behind me.

What?

You think I came here for her?

What can I tell you?

It was him or me.

But looking at him,
laying there, bleeding

on the floor, I didn't
feel a fucking thing.

Maybe I was more like me old man than I
thought.

But I also knew I rocked the boat big
time.

And I didn't know how Rob would take it.

Oh, fuck.

Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.

You alright?

Yeah, yeah.

Rob.

Little bits of an issue.

You okay?

I think you touched his...

Where's Charlotte?

She's upstairs, mate.

Shit!

Get rid of that.

Barack, I'll give him a hand.

I'll go get a rope.

Okay.

Maria, hey.

It's not safe for you here, okay?

You take this.

You never come back, you understand?

You understand?

Thank you, Mr. Robert.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Charlotte!

Charlotte!

Are you hurt?

I'm all right.

Talk to me.

Fuck!

Rob, talk to me.

Please.

I could have lost you.

Thank you.

One, two, three.

Get out of my face!

Yeah.

Marco's dead.

What the fuck happened?

Look, it doesn't matter.

He's a fucking pig and he got what he
deserved.

All right, Rob.

I need you to listen to me.

He came to my fucking house.

He came after Scarlett.

He crossed the line.

This was Jack's problem.

He never listened.

All right.

I'm listening.

Marco was a piece of shit.

But blood is blood, Rob, and Santiago
isn't just gonna let this go.

Well, at least we know he's trying to fuck
us now, right?

For now, we just need you and Scarlett to
get to a safe house and lay low.

What about you?

Well, Santiago's a businessman.

I'm gonna try to appeal to his sense of
greed.

And if not?

Then you, my friend, are gonna do what you
do best.

Kill the son of a bitch.

You got everything?

I think so, yeah.

Let's go grab that.

Rob.

Who's up front?

Yep.

Gotta go, gotta go!

Come on, David.

Come on.

Thanks.

Thank you.

Come on, come on, come on.

Going some way.

Santiago.

You piece of shit.

Why don't you just make yourself at home,
huh?

There is an old saying, Rob, that seems
pertinent to this occasion.

Never invite a vampire...

into your house.

It renders you powerless.

Well, this is all about blood.

Do you mind if I just have one last drink?

Be my guest?

You wanna join me?

Fuck you.

We always said, business comes first.

No matter what.

But this... just
got... very personal.

You know...

I always knew that someday someone would
step up to challenge me.

I just hoped that when that day came...

they'd have the balls to look me in the
eye...

and not stab me in the back.

He was my brother, Rob.

You of all people should understand that.

But...

I'm a reasonable man.

Business first, right?

So you want the Charlie deal to go
through.

And I want my pound of flesh.

Hey, hey.

I wouldn't do that if I were you,
okay?

You can't threaten me anymore,
Rob.

There was a time when nobody would fuck
with you.

You had the wall by the balls.

And you let it go.

Is that what this is about?

Do you want the old Rob back?

You know, you should be careful what you
wish for.

Yeah.

The old Rob may have been crazy.

But at least I could respect him.

This new Rob?

Old turkey?

No, no.

Run!

Run!

Run!

You really should put that girl on the
chain.

She's out of control.

What did I say, Rob?

You never fucking listen.

And now it's too late.

Fuck you, Rob!

Fuck, that was uncalled for.

How long have we known each other?

How long has it taken us to build this?

Twenty fucking years!

But where has your old pal Tom been all
that time?

Right by your side.

Oh, as the bridesmaid of the fucking
bride, huh?

Fuck you!

I've sacrificed way too much to stand by
and watch you piss it all off.

And I'm always going to wait for a fucking
script.

And I will not let that happen.

For the record, it was Santiago who told
Marco to kill Scarlett.

I thought it was a bad move.

Seems I was right.

As for you, that's on me.

You piece of shit.

You're dead.

You know, Rob, you are.

Just like you're no good brother,
I'm going to fucking tear your heart out.

Get him out of here.

Baraka, the loyal dog.

Faithful to the end.

Better a dog than a rat.

You know, power demands treachery.

Otherwise it stagnates.

Sooner or later someone's going to try to
take it away from me.

I just hope I don't get screwed over for
something as stupid as love.

See, Rob loves his bitch, you love your
friend.

Look where it's gotten you.

I've heard you like to feed the animals.

So why don't you go feed the animals?

Your choice, bro.

Dead or alive.

You talk too much.

Get it over with.

Why waste a good bullet on a piece of shit
like you?

My toothpicks!

Who's the piece of shit now?

Tycoon Rob and Scarlet.

They thought we were going to do it,
eh?

What the fuck can we do?

It's just us, though.

Hey.

Hey.

Come here.

You know, I've been thinking when we get
through this shit...

What do you say we get married?

Santiago is wrong.

There are some crazies he left in you,
isn't there?

Because I want to marry you?

Because you think we're going to get
through this shit?

Whatever happens, I got you.

Leroy and Nacho.

Tom's muscle.

And a right pair of cunts.

Got any famous last words?

Fuck you.

I expected something better.

Hey, hey, hey.

Don't be afraid.

Tom wanted to be sure.

Don't be afraid.

No.

No.

No.

You got this in the front.

We're going to be okay.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Fuck him!

Fuck him!

Say goodbye, bitch.

Fuck this.

Leave the dogs.

To do the cleanup.

Let's get a beer break.

Let's go.

No.

No!

No!

No!

No!

I never felt so empty in all my life.

I couldn't feel pain.

I couldn't feel anything.

My one true love was gone.

Just like that.

All I could do was take what I could carry
and get the fuck out.

What used I say to you when you were close
to giving up the fight?

You've never backed down from a fight in
your life.

This is Scarlet.

Can we meet?

Scarlet, it's good to
see you again, though

I wish it were under
different circumstances.

Rob was a good man.

The best.

That's why I came here to make sure his
legacy doesn't die with him.

I only agreed to this meeting out of
respect for Rob.

I mean, I admire your spirit, but let's
get fucking serious.

You're nobody, with nothing to bargain
with.

You're no skin off my back if you were to
fuck off and die in a ditch.

But I like you, so I won't help you to do
that.

Victor, show Miss Scarlet the door.

Go on.

Go on.

Do you really think I'm the kind of girl
who's gonna let this go?

Hm?

Hm?

All right.

I will give you four and a half minutes.

I'm gonna take it back.

The entire operation.

And if I succeed, I'll deliver everything
Rob promised you.

If you succeed.

Do you know what it takes to survive as a
woman in our world?

It's not enough to be as good as a man.

You have to be twice as smart.

Twice as ruthless.

Three times a lady and ten times a bitch.

No ifs, buts or maybes.

You better fucking succeed, or they will
eat you alive.

And, um...

From where I'm sitting, I don't think
you've got what it takes.

So?

I am sorry for your loss.

But from now on, I'll be dealing with the
other side.

Hm.

Don't suppose I can convince you
otherwise?

I listened.

That's as good as you're gonna get from
me.

How about now?

Pickpocket bitch.

Anybody move, I'll blow her fucking brains
out.

I told you I liked you, but you really are
trying my patience.

Desperate fucking times.

Desperate fucking measures.

Do you know how many people have drawn a
gun on me and lived?

Not too many, I shouldn't think.

Zero.

Point zero.

They killed every part of me.

They left me with nothing but skin and
bone.

Then you should be very grateful they left
you that.

And get out while you can.

If you had the choice again, would you?

Hm.

Then you know I have to see this through.

Two weeks.

Either it's done or I'm dead in a ditch.

Or kill me now and be done with it.

That's how you're going to beat him.

When I was little, my
grandmother used to tell me stories

about a woman from her home
town they called Lady Death.

This was in the Ukraine.

Her real name was Lyudmila Pavlyuchenko.

She would have been about
your age when she joined the

army to fight the Nazis
attacking Sebastopol in 1941.

And her particular skill was with a rifle
at long range.

And she was so fucking good at it.

She eventually chalked up 309 confirmed
deaths.

That's more than any of the men did in her
unit.

I mean, she became a national hero.

And she was as
tireless and fearless and

ruthless a bitch as you
could ever care to meet.

And I think that you two would have got
along.

Come on, skedaddle.

Go kill them all.

And when you're done, call me.

As long as you're still alive,
the deal stands.

Stop, stop.

It's needed.

Let go, Daddy.

So you can slot him in the street.

It's your big fucking plan, isn't it?

I just want him dead.

Yeah, well, you know what?

So do I.

But you can't get emotional about this
kind of shit.

You've got to remain detached.

This is what I do, is I let me fucking
help you.

What about Broca?

Did he make it?

We split up.

It's safer.

If he's smart as I think he is,
he'll be long gone.

That miss is just us, then?

Yeah.

You in?

Yeah.

Are you gonna come in?

Or are you gonna stand there and drool?

You got a mouth on you.

What else is he good for?

Have some fucking dignity.

You will kill me.

You don't have the balls, bitch.

What have balls got to do with it?

Jesus!

Get in the fucking car, Dodgers!

Where the fuck did you come from?

I've been staking out this place for a
week.

Imagine my surprise seeing a dead woman
walk out the door.

Good to see you, too.

Danny, keeping out of trouble,
I see.

Then explain to me what the hell you were
thinking.

Who knew it would fall out the fucking
window?

Things didn't go to plan.

Things rarely do.

We're self-pitching about it.

Why don't you help us out?

What is she talking about?

I'm talking about taking back the kingdom,
Veronica.

I'm gonna kill every last fucker that
betrayed Robin.

I'm just getting started.

You put her up to this, did you?

Are you fucking out of your mind?

I've never been so clear about anything in
all my life.

What happened to you?

I have nothing else left to lose.

How about your life?

You can't kill me.

I'm already dead.

Do you have any idea what you're up
against?

I don't... care.

Oh, come on, Bea.

Won't be a party without you, mate.

You're as crazy as she is.

If I help, it's just this once,
then I am done.

Once is all we need.

Just so you understand, Duchess,
what you're asking is a blood oath.

We do this, or we die trying.

With any out of action, we'll need an
extra hand.

That's very fucking funny, mate.

Do you know anyone we can trust?

Family.

But first, we need to get you off the
street.

I know a place.

We couldn't go via the hospital,
could we?

Sorry, we're...

It's yours, Mia.

Duchess, you are alive.

It's a nice place you've got here.

It's cosy.

You need some work, but...

But what are you doing here?

I need your help.

I can't offer much besides cool beer and a
place to hide.

But I will never forget what you did for
me, Duchess.

This place is yours.

Whoever it was, they fucked Nacho up real
good.

Jesus fucking Christ!

Fucking robs Pitbull Baraka, avenging his
master's death.

Do you think we should warn the others?

Not yet.

Maybe there's a plea to be made here.

Like Victor said, it pays to keep your
family close.

This is Jono, Baraka's nephew,
and our first recruit.

To our friend.

To Rob.

Uncle.

Uncle.

Jono.

Good to see you.

Good to see you too.

Danny.

Danny.

What?

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

So...

What are we doing in this shithole?

This is my place, asshole!

If you don't like it, you can stick it up
your ass.

That is Maria, and she is with us.

Sorry.

So you deal dope, we deal diamonds.

That's Fredo, our ice-slippery customer.

Rob never fucked with your business.

And you never fucked with his.

Everything was so...

cushy.

So why are you now sticking your beak in
where it doesn't belong?

Shit, girl, I don't know what you're
talking about.

Word is, you are shouting one of Rob's
killers.

I wanna know where.

Listen, Dashers, or whatever your name is,
you want to play in a man's world,

you better be ready to get fucked in the
ass.

We all get fucked in the ass, sooner or
later.

That's the world we live in.

Man or woman, we all look the same from
behind.

Why don't you just tell me where he is?

It'd be a lot easier that way.

I already told you, I don't know shit.

Call it female intuition, but...

I think you're telling me porcupines.

Now what is a porcupine?

You fucking slag!

I'll ask you for something else to the
table.

Where is he?

All right, all right, I don't know where
he is, but I know someone who does.

His name is Reeve, Reeve!

Which day?

So, what's he like?

Warbrook is in soldier?

No.

You're in soldier?

No.

No, man, she's all right.

She's not a fucking banshee.

Really?

Yeah, she wears this massive tribal
necklace, and she made for all the bulls.

A man that she's killed.

Yeah?

That's our Duchess.

So you better be careful with that Latin
mouth of yours, or snip-snip.

She say you can go in now.

Hey, Gili Poyas, you're getting blown on
the floor!

Hey!

Here.

The Duchess never forgets a friend.

Oi!

You coming or what?

Yeah.

Chop-chop.

You must be Jono.

Duchess.

Come in, come in.

Pop your arse.

Did Broca tell you what you're getting
into?

He did.

And you still came anyway?

Ain't nothing of trouble.

Not if he's family.

But I ain't your family.

Uncle say you're like a daughter to him.

That's my cos cousin.

I have only one question.

What's that?

How the fuck we gonna take down the entire
organisation?

With two guys, two girls, and one
unbanded?

Careful.

No offence.

Good question.

Look.

If we go head to head with these fuckers,
we'll get creamed.

So we have to outsmart them.

Hit them.

One by one.

And maybe, if I live long enough,
I'll get to use Tom's boss's earrings.

I thought he was a necklace.

For you, I've made into fucking cufflinks.

How about that?

Alright.

Yeah, but what we're really gonna need is
more men.

And big fucking guns.

Men and guns don't come cheap.

At least not the ones worth having.

Holy fucking shit.

When the time comes, we'll have all the
men and guns we need.

But a move like that draws too much
attention.

So long as they think I'm dead,
we have an advantage.

Let's use it.

What did you have in mind?

When I was learning how to pick pockets,
I would study how street magicians would

draw your attention away from what's
really going on.

They're too busy looking at your tits.

They ain't seen your hand lift their
wallet.

We apply a little misdirection.

The fuckers won't see us coming.

Ain't that right, Michelle?

Easy, boys.

She's with me.

Glad you could make it.

Glad you asked.

Everyone, this is my mate, Michelle.

Hi, Michelle.

Welcome to the nut house.

The nut house?

Yeah.

You have to be crazy to be here.

Alright.

Baraka?

We need to make a house call.

What's the target?

Riff.

Low level, gun for hire.

Been known to do the odd job for Tom.

Get off.

What the hell you were thinking,
man?

Fuck it.

I don't know, man.

I don't know.

It's reflex action.

It's like...

ninja and shit.

Okay.

Get out.

Fuck you.

I already told you, I don't know what the
fuck is it.

Fuck you.

Get me out.

But the trouble is, Riff.

You're a lying piece of shit.

Stop.

Fuck.

Riff.

I'm nothing, okay?

That don't give me the time of the fucking
day.

I can tell you what I don't know,
right?

Is that how you wanna play?

Okay.

Here's all yours, Duchess.

Wait.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Where you going?

Wait, wait.

Stop, stop, stop, stop it.

Wait, wait.

Well?

Well what?

No more piss-arsing about Riff.

I'm worried about her.

Since she came back, she's changed.

Sonny definitely got fucking pregnant,
yeah.

Can't be fixed.

The quicker you speak, the quicker the
pain stops.

Hey.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

What are you doing?

Wait, wait, wait, wait.

Please, please, please, please,
please, please.

Just stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Stop.

Are you joking?

Where is Leward?

96 00RF He's hiding in a shop shop.

He's hiding in a shop shop by the airport.

Stop!

That's enough, Duchess.

I mean, stop.

I'm tired.

The air is hot here.

I need a hand.

I'm tired, I'm tired...

She's not scared.

Hey, if I ever see you again, I come back
to finish the job.

Cool off.

Any chance we could pop by the hospital?

To what from?

Willam.

Copy that.

He's in there.

If you ask me, Duchess, and you haven't,
this is a trap and Leroy is the bait.

I don't care, I'm going in anyway.

I'll go where she goes, mate.

Quit encouraging her.

You wanna live forever?

Nope.

You know, I wouldn't mind.

Okay, Jono, you're up.

Stay the fuck back.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Take it easy, guys.

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

Come in peace, as you can see.

I brought you some tasty chicas calientes.

Take a good look.

Gorgeous, right?

Fuck.

Can't open the gate.

Fuck it.

Let's get this place started.

Get the fuck inside.

Get to the back of the car and keep the
engine running.

I got this.

Up top.

Full.

Go.

She's Leroy.

She's in there.

Shit, shit, shit.

You've got got to get out of there.

Whoa,

whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

It's good knowing you, mate.

I was just following orders.

And now you're gonna die
from a bigger... Please, Scarlet.

Scarlet's dead.

My name's Duchess.

Welcome back from the grave.

I never talked to a corpse before.

I neither.

We have your friends.

Their lives for yours.

Alright.

Come in.

You still with us, Scarlet?

That's right.

It's their daggers.

I know how much you'd like to kill me
right now.

And if I were in your shoes...

I'd feel the same way.

What the fuck is so funny?

I'm just...

I'm just trying to picture you wearing my
shoes.

It looks bad, I know.

Bracca was right.

Things rarely do turn out the way you
planned.

But stay with me on this.

Don't make me do that again.

Go and piece up a rope.

You know, you've been pretty busy.

Since your little resurrection.

But after you killed Nacho,
it didn't take a fucking

genius to figure out you'd
come after Leroy next.

Still, two for two.

I'm impressed.

Oh, you're easily impressed, aren't you?

Fuck you!

No, fuck you!

You know, Scarlet...

I just...

I just gotta make sure...

that Rob doesn't come through that fucking
door.

Didn't you hear?

He's dead.

Like you?

Bring them out of here.

Hey.

Wait.

I thought we had a deal.

You gave me your word!

You think I'm a man of my word?

Get away, you fucker!

Go to your fucking septic, you cunt!

He's dead, all right.

Well, unfortunately, you're being here.

That's proof to the contrary.

Sorry, Danny boy.

Get me out of here, you motherfucker!

Fuck you!

Fucking Danny!

You know, it's no fun when they don't
scream anymore.

I guess we're gonna have to try something
else.

I'm gonna enjoy the hell out of this.

Fuck you.

And when I'm done lobotomizing Baraka,
the girls are next.

Jesus Christ, he's dead!

He's fucking dead, all right!

You know what?

I believe you.

I think...

I'm gonna be able to sleep a little bit
easier tonight.

You know, I know why you really killed
Rob.

And it wasn't just about the business.

Oh, yeah?

Enlighten me.

Rob had everything.

Not just the power.

The looks.

The charm.

The style.

What have you got?

You've got some balls on you, princess.

No, I don't.

That's the point.

And he's Dutch's dickhead.

Hey!

Yanis.

What if I give you a million dollars to
shoot him in the head right now?

Oh, is...

Is that your big plan?

To turn us against each other?

No, you already did that.

You killed Rob and his brother.

Yanis, you think a man like this is
willing to share the power?

I'd be long made to your next on the
chopping block.

Don't even think about it.

Think about what?

Is she right, Brie?

Are you planning on killing me too?

Don't you see she's fucking with you?

Am I?

Maybe I'll kill you first, huh?

Boys, boys, boys.

Don't you think if my plan to go after
Leroy was pretty fucking obvious to you

two, maybe it was pretty fucking obvious
to me too?

What?

Rob once told me...

the power, real power, can never be given.

It has to be taken.

Look around.

That's what I'm doing, you stupid bitch.

Nah, nah.

That's what you think you're doing.

Fuck you.

I don't have time for this.

Men with big fucking guns, remember?

Turns out diamonds are a girl's best
friend.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you.

I'm going to kill you.

Drop it, sunshine!

Stay back!

Show me your hands!

He's mine.

You want to show me how big your balls
really are?

Come to daddy.

This

is where your story ends.

Princess.

I pick encima.

Do you want us to give up?

Scarlet, please.

It wasn't personal.

Don't.

You butchered Rob.

It doesn't get more personal.

But if it makes you feel better,
what's the pleasure to your business?

I think we need an hospital.

Fuck yeah.

You took your precious fucking time.

I was running out of bullshit.

I find that fucking hard to believe.

Oi!

What's your dipstick?

I'm gonna scratch it for you.

Come on, boys.

Get your shit together.

How you doing, Duchess?

We did it.

We fucking did it.

No.

You did it.

I made it through by the skin of my skin.

By the skin of my teeth.

And there I was with my own fucked up
little family.

It should have been perfect.

But there would always be one thing
missing.

You all right, guys?

Here.

Fill your boots.

Oh, Jesus.

Hey, how are you?

You weren't here.

How's your arm, Danny?

Take any pain?

No.

Duchess.

It's Charlie.

Charlie!

Somehow I knew you'd pull it off.

Your first shipment arrives on Friday.

I expect payment on delivery.

What kind of a cunt do you think I am?

Pain kind, of course.

I think you and I could do great things
together.

Maybe.

In another life.

But, er...

I've come to the end of the line right
now.

Brack will be taken over from now on.

What the fuck are you talking about?

Ciao, Charlie.

Did that bitch just hang up on me?

Duchess?

I did what I set out to do, Bracka.

And now I'm done.

Look after them for me.

So here I am.

I've come a long way in a short time.

At the end of the day, I am what I am.

I talk dirty.

I hit hard.

I drink my vodka straight.

And I don't take shit from anyone.

I've loved.

I've lost.

I've taken power.

And I've earned my respect.

Revenge may be a dish best served cold.

But it tastes bittersweet.

I did what I had to do.

And now I choose to walk away.

Because that's what Rob would have wanted.

Riff?

Hold your horses.

Did I say you could leave yet?

You may go.

You may leave.

Now let's try again, shall we?

My name is Duchess.

And I'll lift by one simple rule.

Never let them see me coming.

Oi!

I've been feeling like I'm drowning In an
ocean full of memories I might be losing

my mind Over bruises,
unfears A little pause.

.. and we are back.

A little pause...

and we are back.