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GUNSHOT

Breathe.

Hubble's body's been found.

They might get a hit on the ballistics.

Kieran Taylor.

I've got a job for ya.

Armed police!

Kieran is done.

Now we just have to find him and the rest of the money.

He's got to have a girl.

What's the nature of your relationship with Kieran?

We should put her under surveillance.

Bella's found the lock up.

Anything?

It's empty.

MUSIC: Getting It Back by Cymande

♪ I don't wanna feel down

♪ Cos my name is getting around... ♪

Your tracker works.

Where are they?

A motel by Heathrow.

Message me if they move.

I'll get there as soon as I can.

♪ Cos I don't know where I'm bound

♪ Yes, I guess I'm going down, down, down

♪ And I feel I'm gonna drown... ♪

Surveillance is so boring.

If she doesn't lead us to Kieran, I'm gonna be pissed.

♪ And I feel I'm gonna drown... ♪

Hi, I'm Maya.

It's very nice to meet you, Maya.

You OK?

Yeah.

Good talk.

They've come up great.

Your wife's going to be jealous.

My wife is dead.

I'm sorry.

It was a long time ago.

Are you married?

Me? No.

Do you have a boyfriend?

There's a guy.

Hmm? I'm not sure I'd call him my boyfriend.

What would you call Kieran?

You know Kieran?

He took something that belongs to me.

I don't know anything about his business.

We're done.

PANICKED BREATHING

Where is he?

I don't know.

I haven't seen him.

You tell Kieran if he doesn't return what he took from me,

I'm going to hurt the people he loves.

Starting with his girlfriend, hmm?

PANICKED BREATHING

What the fuck?

He's clocked us.

Does she know where Kieran is?

Maybe, maybe not.

Police are watching her.

The black Audi.

Mm-hm.

They both know about the money we found in Kieran's flat.

Someone leaked it.

Looks like she's finishing early.

You're up.

FUNKY BASSLINE PLAYS

CAR HORN WAILS

HE EXHALES DEEPLY

Did she stop anywhere? No.

She looked scared.

Yeah, her boyfriend ripped off Pascal Dubois.

She should be scared.

Oh, let me get...

Here y'are.

Sorry, does... does that bother you?

You want to be a slob. It's fine.

You think I'm a slob? I know you're a slob.

Well, I'd rather be a slob than a neat freak.

Neat freak? I'm not a neat freak.

Fine.

What are you doing?

You are such a child.

If you're not a neat freak, that won't bother you.

Go on, look at it all, crumpled up on that filthy floor.

With the dust, crumbs, piss and cum.

Are we in your flat?

Dog shit from other people's shoes.

But hey, you're cool with it, because you're not a neat freak.

SHE CHUCKLES

That proves nothing.

Yeah.

Ah...

Shift.

She knows Kieran killed someone,

she's still into him.

Could you look past something like that?

Hmm, I guess it depends.

On what?

On who they killed.

Why they did it.

The line shifts depending on how much you like them.

You remember Jack?

Is he the roofer?

No. The chef.

He used to take a crap with the bathroom door open.

Why in the name of what the absolute fuck would you do that?

Yeah.

You can't have been OK with that?

And yet strangely, I was.

That's unforgivable. It's just... wrong.

You don't know where you'd draw the line, until you have to.

Eva Braun, she loved Hitler.

I bet he never took a shit in front of her.

Yeah.

You reckon that would have been a deal breaker?

You gotta draw the line somewhere.

Stop torturing yourself.

I ripped off my friends.

Forget about them.

HE SIGHS

I was on patrol with Leo.

And we stopped this guy who was threatening someone with a knife.

I'm trying to search him,

he's resisting.

So I lose my shit and I slap him around.

The guy makes a complaint.

Leo backs me up.

He risked his career for me, and I've...

...shat all over him.

HE EXHALES SHARPLY

You think this is hard for you, do you?

I'm literally giving up everything.

Like my whole life.

I know.

Hey.

Oi.

It's you and me now. That's all that matters.

PHONE CHIRPS

Marcus and Ollie are downstairs.

I'll let them in on my way out.

All right, see ya? DOOR CLOSES

LOCK TURNS

SULTRY MUSIC PLAYS

They in there?

Yeah.

Why are you wearing a baseball cap?

It makes me look more intimidating.

Right.

Have you got a costume for me?

Fuck off.

Maybe this is a bad idea.

So you're gonna let him keep the money?

Cos, you see, that doesn't really work for me.

Not at all.

We're just gonna talk, right?

And if he's not in the mood for talking...

...we kick him in the brains and take the money.

No shooting.

Unless he shoots at us.

Or looks like he's going to shoot at us.

Then we're definitely shooting.

DOOR BEEPS

DOOR RATTLES

Ugh!

OK, OK.

HAIRDRYER WHIRS IN BATHROOM

Where's the money?

It's in the bathroom.

I fucked up. I'm sorry.

You're sorry that we found you,

you piece of shit.

How did you know where we were?

I put a tracker in the money.

Did you come here to kill us?

What?

No, we're here for the money.

HAIRDRYER STOPS

WHISPERS: Please don't hurt her.

Shh. Please.

WHISPERS: Try the door.

Dylan?

Uh, hi?

WHISPERS: Go on.

C-Can you come out, please,

there's, uh,

something I wanna show you.

Sophia?

Dylan, who's out there?

No one.

You're lying.

Tell her.

It's Leo and Carter.

H-Have they hurt you?

No. I'm... I'm OK. Just...

...come out, please.

But if I...

If I come out, they're gonna take the money.

We'll take the money either way.

So, come out, or I'm gonna kick the door in, sweet cheeks.

Open the fucking DOOR!

MUFFLED GUNFIRE

Dylan?!

Er...

Are you OK?

I'm OK!

Where the fuck did she get a gun?

I hid it in one of the money bags, just in case.

Oh, "just in case" You had to shoot us?!

We could rush her. Use soft lad here as a human shield.

Sophia thought they'd figure out it was her, OK?

She was scared. We had to go.

Yeah? So why did you take our share?

I'm sorry, man. All right? I'm sorry.

Dylan?!

Yeah?

If they take the money, we're screwed.

What the fuck are you wearing?

It's Sophia's.

I can see your dick.

What did she tell Lucas?

He thinks she's staying with a friend.

I took some time off work as well.

I thought it would give us enough time to get away.

You two-faced prick.

Dylan?!

Yeah. What's going on?!

Nothing, babe, we're just, we're just talking.

How long before Lucas figures out that it's a lie?

I wasn't thinking straight.

Yeah, no shit.

You're pathetic.

I can see your dick n'all.

Leo...

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, I wanna make this right.

Sophia?

It's Leo.

You OK?

Not really.

I...

...I need to pee.

You can pee.

Yeah?

TOILET FLUSHES

If you put the gun down and come out...

...we'll stick to the original deal.

What the fuck?

You wanna shoot her?

If you come out, we'll do everything exactly as we planned.

I can't go back to Lucas.

I can't.

You have to, Sophia.

If you run, they'll know it was you.

You'll never be safe.

They'll come after your family, your friends.

And they'll use them to get to you.

Go back to Lucas, and after a few months,

tell him you're unhappy, and then leave him.

They won't connect it to the money.

It's the only way you're gonna be safe.

You promise you won't hurt us?

A-And we can keep our share of the money?

I promise. Get up.

OK, OK.

I'm coming out.

It's OK. It's OK.

It's OK, baby.

It's all right.

It's OK. It's OK.

You soft prick.

INTENSE MUSIC PLAYS

Guy who owned this place drank in my local.

He died a few weeks ago.

Brain tumour the size of a golf ball.

Poor bastard could hardly string a sentence together by the end of it.

He'd been burgled three times.

He kept his valuables in here.

I stashed these after we torched the Range Rover.

Is anyone going to come up here?

His son lives in Manchester.

I guess they'll sell it when the probate goes through.

We've got some time.

It's just for a little while longer. OK?

I promise.

What if Kieran turns up and you arrest him?

He's gonna say he had nothing to do with the robbery or killing Hubble.

You think anyone's gonna believe him?

He's going down for the other shooting anyway.

There's so many ways this thing could go sideways.

Well, right now, it's the best I've got.

You're home.

You said you weren't back until tomorrow?.

Er, yeah, work asked me to go in.

Did you have a good time with Olivia?

Yeah, it was fun.

I drank too much. THEY CHUCKLE

I missed you.

I have to go to work.

Hmm, I'll be quick.

Where's Pascal?

In his room.

He'll hear us.

Who cares? HE CHUCKLES

You wanna fuck me?

Uh-huh.

Yeah? Yeah.

Ask your Uncle to go stay in a hotel.

HE CHUCKLES Seriously?

HE GROANS Ask him to go and stay in a hotel.

Oh, I can't.

HE BREATHES HEAVILY

Ask him.

It's rude.

HE GROANS

Do it.

OK...OK.

Come on. You can't leave me like this.

DESPERATE CHUCKLE

Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah.

You know what you need to do.

Ah!

Sorry I'm late.

You're a busy guy.

I got breakfast. Aw.

I'm starving.

Cheers.

Anything going on?

Er, you missed a boob flash.

Hmm.

Apple and cinnamon cruffin.

Mm.

Any sign of Kieran?

No.

What's her name?

Why do you assume I was with someone?

Cos you're wearing the same clothes as yesterday,

and you look like total shit.

She's called Amy. I met her on Tinder.

Hmm, all right.

How was your night?

Jamie's mum died.

Oh, shit.

Yeah.

Sorry.

Uh, she's been ill for a while, so he knew it was coming.

How is he? He's in pieces.

They were really close.

Weirdly close.

How do you mean?

They'd hold hands walking down the street.

That's sweet.

It... it's creepy. I mean, who does that?

You know the worst thing about it?

Worse than his mum dying?

I was about to end it with him.

Any news on Kieran Taylor?

Our people are still looking for him.

Nothing so far.

We will have to pay his girlfriend another visit.

There is, uh, something I need to talk to you about.

What is it?

Look, I erm...

...I love having you stay with us, huh.

It's just...

THROAT CLEAR

...Sophia.

What?

Er, she erm,

she wants me to ask you to go and stay in a hotel.

She doesn't like me staying in the apartment?

No. It's not that.

It's just, erm...

She's worried you're going to hear us.

When you're fucking?

Yes. She says she's not going to have sex with me while you're here.

You have the blue balls, yes?

It's killing me.

I'm sorry.

Maybe she's not being so honest with you.

What do you mean?

I mean, maybe she's uncomfortable because she knows about my business?

I never talk business in front of her.

She knows what I do?

You export olive oil.

Well, she can be a...

...bit naive.

Never underestimate a woman.

I will go to a hotel.

I do it for your balls.

Thank you.

Have a good workout.

Do you like her?

Who? Amy.

The tinder woman. She's OK.

Hmm, I'm sure she'd be thrilled by your enthusiasm.

Maya hasn't left her flat all day.

Maybe she's worried she'll bump into Pascal Dubois.

WRAPPER OPENS

What, what is that?

It's a protein ball.

Rolled oats, almond butter, whey.

Whey?

It's the liquid you get when you turn milk into cheese.

Ah, cow juice.

No, whey.

You wanna bite?

Nah. It looks like a giant rabbit shit.

Imagine the size of the rabbit that came out of.

You're not gonna put me off eating it.

Are you sure?

What the fuck?

Oh, my athletes foot's probably given it some extra flavour.

Eugh!

Oh, yeah, nice, flaky skin.

Hmm, delicious.

Really? Mm-hm.

Yeah?

She hasn't left her flat.

She's waiting for something.

What're you going to do about Jamie?

Wait a few weeks until after the funeral, then end it.

It's the humane thing to do.

You're not having a dog put down.

You going back on the apps?

I feel like I've been there, done that, bought the T-shirt,

the duvet set and every other novelty item.

Just... doesn't feel like enough anymore. You know?

Think of me, sitting at home all alone,

while you're out enjoying yourself with the lovely Amy.

Well, you don't dress like that to go to the shops.

Come on.

This is DI Rogers. I need any available Trojan units

sent to the Hartswood Estate.

You think he knows we're cops?

Oh, shit.

Shit.

MUSIC INTENSIFIES

Lose it. Lose it!

You don't have to do this, Kieran.

Give yourself up.

Nah, never gonna happen.

OK, so why did you kill Hubble?

What are you talking about?! I didn't shoot Hubble!

We got a match with a bullet from another shooting!

A witness ID'd you as the shooter.

Listen, that's a whole other thing.

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

Hubble was fixing it.

Someone must've shot him with it. It wasn't me.

Listen, he was a fat fuck. He did solid work.

I didn't have no beef with Hubble.

So if you didn't kill him, who did?

How the fuck do I know?

Ain't that your job?

Some French prick's saying that I stole a Range Rover

full of drug money. Threatens my girl.

That wasn't me either!

We found money from the Range Rover in your flat.

I don't know about what you lot found.

I don't give a fuck about that, blud.

You lot are trying to set me up!

What, why would we set you up?

Because it's what cops do.

So you're totally innocent?

Nah, I ain't say all that.

I just didn't do that stuff.

You lot are way off.

If SO19 get here and you're still holding that gun, they'll shoot you.

Nah. Not if you're standing in front of me they won't.

Come on, take a walk.

Move. Move!

Fuck.

Armed police!

GUNFIRE

SIRENS WAIL

Where's Pascal?

He's gone to stay in a hotel.

HE MOANS

HE MOANS

DOORBELL RINGS

I got you a present.

Don't worry, that one hasn't been anywhere near my foot.

How you doing?

Don't know.

Don't know how I'm supposed to feel.

Well, you shouldn't feel guilty.

Kieran made his choices, most of them bad.

Do you think he'd give a shit if he'd shot one of us?

Better him than you and me.

Do you wanna glass?

I keep thinking about what Kieran said.

About being set up.

Prison's full of people claiming they were set up.

Why? You believe him?

Well, he didn't deny being involved in

the other shooting. But Hubble and the Range Rover,

he wasn't having any of it.

Maybe he just doesn't want to grass

on the people he did the robbery with?

Maybe he's protecting his mates.

I went through all the evidence, everything we've got.

And?

They timed the robbery to coincide with the shift change

at Westway and Franklin Street.

They knew how to divert the police helicopter.

They cleaned Hubble's workshop with bleach.

They're forensically aware.

So is anyone who's watched CSI.

Yeah, but they used beanbag rounds.

Why go to the extra hassle?

If they had to shoot,

they didn't want to have to kill anyone.

If they had access to the ballistics report,

they'd know we'd connected the gun that killed Hubble

to Kieran Taylor.

What if we were supposed to find the money from

the robbery in Kieran's flat?

Go on.

I think at least one of them's a cop.

OK. I know i-it, it sounds crazy.

We go down that path...

...it's a whole world of pain, Bella.

I know, but, look, it stacks up.

It's like Kieran said, framing people,

it's what cops do.

I think they're cops.

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