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Charlie to NPAS1, reports of
a person in the river at Limehouse.

Repeat, reports of a person in
the river at Limehouse. Over.

Control to all units. Control to all units.

Code 10 in progress
at Bishops Road Container Park.

You know who this belongs to?

Walk away while you still can.

Breathe.

Jackpot.

Did you ever get a double-yolker?

An egg with two yolks in it.
Nah. I don't eat eggs.

They freak me out.
I was making breakfast this morning,

I cracked five double-yolkers
on the bounce.

You know the odds of that happening?
Shockingly, I do not.

It's over a billion to one. Got more
chance of winning the lottery.

So, is it good luck to get a double-yolker?

Are they like magpies?
I think magpies are bad luck.

I cracked the last egg in
the carton, though. I had to know.

And? It only had a single yolk.

That is definitely some bad
luck. That is bad juju right there.

The eggs are still in my fridge.

It felt wrong to eat them.

How was your date with
the plumber guy, Elliot?

Date with Jamie went fine,
thank you. Who's Elliot?

The carpenter. If you hook up
with a bricklayer and a plasterer,

you'll have all the trades covered.
Do you know a good plasterer?

You want him for sex
or actual plastering?

I have Jamie the plumber for sex.

This is to patch up my bathroom ceiling.

What's wrong with your
bathroom ceiling? My roof leaked.

Well, you need a roofer.
Craig already fixed my roof.

Craig who you went for the weekend
in Brighton with? Look, I didn't

ask him to fix it. He volunt...

Right, what's that look?
All your relationships

seem to have some kind of
transactional element.

A transactional element? Wow.

Roofers, carpenters, plumbers.
The chef guy.

He was practically chained up
in your kitchen. What are you,

their union rep? I don't hear
any of them complaining about

their working conditions.

My cousin Daryl's a plasterer. Is he hot?

You know what pisses me off?
What? My shower's been leaking

for a month. I can't get
a plumber round to fix it.

Right, do you want me
to send Jamie over?

What, you reckon he'd do it? Sure. I
mean, you'd have to blow him first,

but, yeah. Right now, I probably would.

At least I'd be able to
have a shower afterwards.

Three-man team armed
with pump-action shotguns.

They were wearing animal masks -
a fox, an ape,

and the third guy's either
a jaguar or a panther.

The Range Rover's been shipped
to Marseilles.

They traced the owner? It had cloned
plates. The guy who drops it off

gets gut-punched but doesn't
stick around to talk to us.

What about CCTV, have we got that?
Management's saying they've got to

check in with their lawyers
before they hand it over to us.

Their timing was good.
How so? Shift change

at our place and Franklin Street.
Only one patrol car in the area.

NPAS was responding to a sighting of
a person in the river at Limehouse.

They called it in,
so there was no air cover.

Where was the collision with the
patrol car? Other side of the park.

Guy in the fox mask shot Myles
in the chest with a beanbag round.

He OK? Couple of cracked ribs. He's
at hospital getting checked out now.

Did Foxie say anything? After he got
shot, Myles is lying on the ground,

winded. Fox told him to breathe.

This guy loaded the Range Rover.
He's pretty cagey.

See if you can get any more out
of him. Arrest him if you have to.

And you two still haven't
RSPV'd to my wedding.

Hannah wants to confirm numbers
with the venue.

If you're going to make excuses,
just do it already.

Ou est la Range Rover?

I didn't know you spoke French. Oui.

I used to love weddings.
Now they're just awkward.

I don't mind a wedding, as long
as no-one makes me dance.

Did you dance at your wedding? Yeah.

All downhill from there.

Lucas? The Range Rover was stolen.
How? We were loading it

at the container park.
Three guys with shotguns took it.

You just let them?

There was nothing I could do.

Find out who took my money.

Three guys with shotguns?

Seems like overkill to boost one car, no?

It could be rival gangs
going at each other.

What's with the beanbag rounds?
Maybe they didn't want it

to escalate. I'll message
Ryan - he's tapped into that world -

see if he knows anyone who can
supply these.

Are you hungry?

Yeah, yeah, I can always eat.

Order me a noodle soup, would ya?

Chicken or prawn? Surprise me.

Did someone ring the lunch bell?

You got to beat the rush.

You, er... You on that armed robbery
at the container park?

That's us.

Is Myles OK?

Couple of cracked ribs. He'll be fine.

Enjoy your lunch.

Great, thank you. Cheers.

Hey, Bella?

Do you, er... Do you want to
go for a drink sometime?

Are you asking me on a date? No,
cos that would be unprofessional.

No, I want to speak to you about
taking the detectives' exam.

Sounds thrilling.

C'mon. Help me out.

Message me. I will.

I might even send you an emoji.

There you go. Thank you.

What's the most painful place
to get tattooed?

The spine's bad. But between the
boobs? Killer. Enjoy your food.

That shit will be all over her
face soon enough. It's HER face.

Well, if that was your daughter,
you'd be OK with that?

She's not my daughter.

You're not chewing today?

How hot is that? Pretty hot.

Help yourself.

Everything OK?
I need to go and see Alfie.

Well, do you need to go now? I can walk.

Nah, it's fine, I'll go later.

What were you talking to Dylan about?

He wants to go for a drink,
talk about the detectives' exam.

I thought you didn't like him.
I never said I didn't like him.

I said he fancied himself. Such
an attractive quality in a man.

Well, I heard he's great in bed.
Says who?

Er, says women who've
had sex with him.

Gives amazing head.

I'm eating here.

Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

He's got a nice dick, too, apparently.

Marcus's wedding -
you want to go together?

Are you not taking Jamie? I'm not
sure me and Jamie are going to last.

How come? I mean, he's hot,
he smells really good, but...

I don't know, sometimes
the chat isn't all that.

Right. I win.

It's not a competition.

I suppose I'll go to Marcus's
wedding with you.

Don't worry.
I won't make you dance with me.

Ryan?

Yeah?

What, you spoke to him?

He's there now?

I owe you.

OK, yeah, yeah. Thanks.

Right, eat up.
We got a location on Hubble.

Who's Hubble? Some guy Ryan knows.
Makes his own ammo.

Does specialist stuff,
like blanks and beanbag rounds.

What have you been doing? Chewing.

Can I get this to go?

What's good?

All of it's good. I like the El Chapo.

Double beef patty, smoked bacon,
roasted jalapenos,

blue cheese, spinach and aioli.

All the food groups.

It's Hubble, right?

Are you lot Feds?

Do I need to call my lawyer?

Does he like burgers?

She doesn't look like
she eats much of anything.

"Hubble"? Where does that come from?

We did a, project on the
Hubble Space Telescope at school.

All the kids said that my glasses
were as thick as the telescope lens.

They called me Hubble.

It stuck.

Kids can be cruel.

It wasn't that bad.

Kid in my class shat himself
on the way to London Zoo.

You don't come back from that. No.

You ever consider
corrective eye surgery?

Thought about it.
Laser to the eye? No, thank you.

Yeah. If something went wrong,
you wouldn't be able to see

to make all that illegal ammunition.

No comment.
You ever make beanbag rounds?

No comment. This one of yours?

No comment. You get a free pass if
you tell us who you supplied to.

No comment. How are the milkshakes?

No comm...

They're pretty good, actually.

I recommend the vanilla.

Hubble, I thought we were
going to be friends.

I guess we're just going to
have to take you in.

Can I at least finish my burger?
Be my guest. Man's got to eat.

You have to pay extra for fries?
Now, that should be a crime.

You fucking...

What, you shove a burger in my face?
That's not very nice.

Hubble?

Hubble! Hubble!

Come on, Hubble. This is DI Leo Jacobs.

I need an ambulance
to Elgin Avenue, We.

Don't die on me, you selfish prick!
Adult male, possible heart attack.

Your uncle's here. He just arrived.
I was going to message.

Why's he here?

Just some business. Yeah? OK.
I have to go to work.

These buildings weren't there
last time I was here.

They're new.

Nothing stays the same.

You have a hug for me?

You should have told me you were
coming. Someone steals

ten million pounds of my money
and you think I'm not coming over?

I was handling it. You're handling it.

So you know who took it?

No.

Well, someone must have told them
about the money in the Range Rover.

Who knew? I keep it tight?
Tyler at the workshop.

There's our guy at
the container park. That's it.

Tyler at the workshop.

Then we start with him.

It's the build-up of fatty deposits
in his arteries.

The heart has to work harder
to pump the blood through them.

It's a time bomb just waiting to go off -

walking up a flight of stairs,
running for a bus.

Fighting cops in a burger restaurant?

Yeah, that'll do it. Any kind of
strenuous physical activity.

My conscience is clear...

unlike his arteries.

Are you OK?

Yeah. I think he...

Think he bruised my boob.

What? They're flesh, they bruise.

Have you ever had a nickname?

Gavin.

Yeah, I show up for my first
day at police college

and the only name badge left
had Gavin on it.

You? Yeah, my mates used to
call me Debenhams.

What, as in the department store?

I got a blow job in the disabled toilet.

After a while, it got shortened
to Debbie. Suits you.

I haven't been in hospital
since my dad died.

It's like being at a festival -
crap food, no sleep.

Who was headlining, fucking Coldplay?

The headline act was a doctor -
he looked about 16...

telling us Dad had just died.

How is he? He's stable, and his
vital signs are holding steady.

Is he going to live?

If he makes it through the next 48 hours,

I think he has a good chance.

Look, when can we talk to him?
It's not going to be for a while.

Well... call me if anything changes.

Thanks.

I should look in on Alfie.

You should come. He'd love to see you.

Are you sure? Yeah.
He's always asking after you.

Aww!

Hello, mate. All right?
How are you doing? Yeah, good. You?

Yeah, good. Hey, man.

Come on, don't leave me hanging.

How do you work
with my tool of a brother?

Every day is a soul-crushing experience.

Are you guys on a job?
Yeah, we were at the hospital.

This big fella we were chasing
had a heart attack.

Seriously? Was it proper street whale?

Er, are you allowed to call people that?

I get a free pass. No, you don't.

Really?

Close that window.

This is a serious record collection.

Yeah, it was Dad's. He loved his soul.

Him and Mum met at a soul club.
She said he had game,

which really creeps me out.

Psst!

What?

Does she know? Fuck off.

I love this song.

Leo really loves this song.
He's obsessed with it.

Yeah? I didn't know you
liked soul. I'm a soul man.

Soul man? What the fuck?

You're a cock.

Who did you talk to about the money
inside of the Range Rover?

Nobody, I swear.

Not a soul?

It is a question of trust.

I am thinking we are barking up
the incorrect tree.

I need coffee. Lucas?

Black... Black Americano.

And for you, my friend? I do not
want us to have the hard feelings.

It is just business.
Let me buy you a coffee.

Double espresso.

Sugar?

No. Thank you.

You're very welcome.

No Confusion by Ezra Collective.

Hey. Jamie's here.

Did he fix your shower?
He's doing it right now.

Yeah, you're welcome. We got
the CCTV from the container park.

Does it give us anything?
Nothing we didn't already know.

But the hospital called.
Hubble's still unconscious,

but his vital signs are improving.
Looks like he's going to make it.

You there?

Yeah, yeah, that's good news.
What are you doing?

As soon as Jamie's done,
I'm going to go to the gym.

That is so smug. How does
going to the gym make me smug?

Smug and naive.

Bye, Debbie.

It's like we've won the lottery.
Yeah, it's exactly like that...

except we could go to jail
or get shot in the head.

Why were you at the noodle bar?

I was getting lunch.

You're right, it makes a nice change
from sandwiches.

You asked out Bella. What are you
doing? You know what they say -

keep your friends close
and your enemies closer.

Bella's not the enemy.

Are you sure about that?

Let me handle Bella.

Right. You're the boss.

Apparently.

Who did you get the beanbag rounds
from? You don't know him.

Fat guy, glasses, goes by the name
of Hubble, like the telescope?

You arrested him? Are you serious?

Hubble's not in great shape.

Had a heart attack while he was
running away. What, is he dead?

It looks like he's going to pull through.

Great. Well, that's
fucking perfect, isn't it?

He doesn't know who I am.
He doesn't know I'm a cop.

He knows what you look like.

You're the investigating officer.

Are you planning on showing him
a photo of me?

No? Then I guess we're good.

It's the eggs.

You start with those eggs again,
mate. I swear to fucking God...

It's a bad omen, I'm telling you.

These should have been burnt already.

Yeah? Well, we've been kind of busy.

I guess we're not
the good guys any more.

Hubble?

The hospital called
and said you're being discharged.

Are you here to arrest me?

Not today. You need a minute?
We can come back.

My doctor said you saved my life.

We only did what anyone else
would have done.

Are you OK?

I knew it.

I knew it was going to happen.

Every time I went up a flight of stairs,

I could feel my heart racing.

I was too lazy to do anything, so...

maybe I deserve it.

You're being way too hard on yourself.

What do I look like?

What do I look like to you?

Well... I mean, you think
I'm some disgusting fat slob.

Everyone thinks it.

I see the way people look at me
when I'm eating.

Kids stare like I'm...
Like I'm some sort of freak.

You're not a freak.

I'm a virgin.

That... That's OK.

I won't even shake a woman's hand.
I mean...

I don't want to see the look on her face

when she feels my big sweaty paws.

Some women like bigger guys.

You want all of this on top of you?

I mean, climb up on the bed and we
can do it right now. Let's go.

Well, it's very tempting
when you sweet-talk me like that.

Sorry.

Sorry.

Jesus.

It's OK.

It's OK. You want to get healthy,
lose some weight.

There's people, support groups -
they can help you.

This was the wake-up call.

You get to choose how it plays out now.

No-one else is going to do it for you.

You're only being nice to me
because you want me

to tell you who I sold
those beanbag rounds to.

You're either going to
help us or you're not.

Either way, I hope you get some
help, if that's what you want.

I can't go to prison.

Right? I can't shower with other guys.

Well, help us,

and I'll make sure you get to shower

in the comfort of your own home.

I'll even throw in some shower gel -

the expensive stuff.

I don't know his name.

But he knew guys I'd done jobs for.

What did he look like?

He was one of those arrogant,

good-looking sort of pricks, you know?

Not much good to us
if you don't know his name.

Would you work with a sketch artist?

You'd just have to describe him.

Yeah.

Always been good with faces.

Some people might call that
a masterclass.

A masterclass in flirting.

I wasn't flirting.

Tell that to Hubble.

Are you turning the key?

No, no. I'm just sitting here
with my dick in my hand.

We must have damaged the electrics

when we stripped the money out.

You used to be able to fix cars.

Now it's all computers.

Fuckin' Steve Jobs. Who?

The Apple prick.

Pretty sure it's the electrics.

What? Hubble has agreed
to work with a sketch artist.

Argh.

Fuck!

Well, this just gets better and better.

How long do you think it's going to
take Bella to recognise you?

You wanted to use beanbag rounds

cos you didn't want anyone getting hurt.

This is on you.

Have we got a play here?

We have to get Hubble
to change his mind.

Here you are.

The last time I used it, it jammed on me.

Put me in a bad situation.

Yeah.

That's the carbon build-up on the ejector.

Leave it with me.

Put a rush on it.

Yeah. I'll let you when it's done.

Nice one, fat man.

There, that's it.

Does he have any cameras?

Not that I've seen. And you know
what you're going to say, yeah?

Yeah, I'm going say that we know

that he's been talking to the police.

And don't make it sound like a
threat. We don't want to spook him.

Keep it light, professional.
It's just business.

All right, do you two want to come
in and do it,

since you're such experts?!

He already knows what you look like,
doesn't he? Yeah, exactly,

so it's my arse on the line.

I'll handle it.

Why did you bring that?

Better to have a gun and not need it,

than to need a gun and not have it.

Someone said that in a film once.
It always stuck with me.

Hey.

What do you want?

I just want to talk.

I'm not sure we have
anything much to talk about.

If this doesn't work out
and Dylan gets caught...

do you think he'd give us up?

I really don't wanna think about that.

Trouble with Dylan is,
he thinks with his dick.

And his dick isn't too smart.

You're thinking we shouldn't
have done it.

Got another way to pay for Alfie's care?

I played the good copper for
20 years. I make one mistake...

and the bosses sell me down the river.

Fucked if I'm going to feel guilty
about getting what's owed to me.

Fuck 'em all.

At least you're not bitter about it.

I'm as bitter as a sour pussy
on a hot day, mate.

You couldn't have gone with lemon?

True Romance.

That was the film with the line
about the gun in it.

I need a piss and me bastard
prostate won't let me.

What did the accountant guy say
about laundering the money?

He's still putting it together.

He should have something for us soon.

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