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Cheryl? Yeah.

I'm in a taxi from the airport.

I've just landed. Where are you?

Just landed.

Is Diana with you?

No. She's still in Spain.

But she's okay.

I need to talk to you.

I don't know where the name came from.

He literally appeared at the airport and just said it.

He wants it done by today.

And he said Banksy. He used that name.

Whatever he said, that's who he once handed.

Will you do it?

I don't know what I'll do.

As you told as my suggestion.

I'm to message him as soon as I've told you.

Are you ready for me to do that?

You've got his number.

I'm to message Diana's phone.

He'll know you've landed.

Yeah.

OK.

Message him.

But no kisses.

Why can't he just tell me himself?

Because you're his ball of wool, Michael.

It's human.

You do as you're told.

What'll happen to Banksy's son?

I'll leave that one with you.

I want to go now.

Can I have your jacket?

I'm dressed for Spain.

Morning, Oz.

Morning, mate.

Gonna make a bit of bread with you, man. Go on, have some.

You had something?

No, I'm eating out.

Oh, very nice.

Are you a gardener, Banks?

I cut the grass.

I've gotten a lot of them, but a mate looks after that. He grows all sorts.

I wanted this garden to be stunning.

House to be palatial.

Still could be.

No, I'm fucking angry.

I get it, lad.

The good thing is, you'd have to realise that he can change you.

Anyway, I'll leave you to it.

You can't work with Jamie Phelan, can't work for him, is that?

He's incitled.

All bridges bent.

Que sera, sera, as me mother used to say.

Made you a coffee.

Elaine would like us to stay with her for a few days.

Out of us.

How would you feel about that?

Can't wait.

So you'll do it?

For Elaine, yeah.

It'll mean sleeping in the same bed.

I'll do my best to snore.

I keep saying it, but we need to take back what Banksy took. If we're to carry

on as a firm... Does it belong to you?

It'd be better if we got it sorted today.

Before Jamie finds him. Or before Banksy finds him.

But my question was, does the limo currently in Banksy's pocket actually

belong to you?

You took the risk to collect, and it's a fucking big risk. It belongs to us all.

And he can still be involved. New lines have been drawn.

Tell him he's got a lot to lose.

Is that a threat?

It's a fact, Bobby.

Diana. Uncle Grana.

Happy?

I want to speak to Diana.

I'll do in a moment.

Check if she's awake or late going to bed last night.

late dinner yeah she's in the terrace

she has a playlist of skin just put it on the phone then you can fuck

off for your morning wank what can you give this woman michael apart from a

bottle of wine what is it you want to speak to her about that's between me and

airsoft lads she can tell me later

It's him.

Michael.

Are you okay, babe?

No. I'm not.

Cheryl's back in town.

Good. She gave me the message.

What message?

That he wants me to kill Banksy.

Is that the name you gave him?

This isn't my fault.

I didn't say it was.

But did you give him that name?

Yeah.

I did.

Diana, all you had to do was say Jamie Phelan.

I have done nothing wrong.

So do what you need to do and get me out of here.

Yeah, I will.

Now, you were asking me to gamble, Michael.

I'm not prepared to do that. And who got us into this fucking mess in the first

place?

Well, you've gone very quiet.

Wait, do you not know the answer?

Yeah. This is not my fault.

This night, a bodyguard turned up dead.

What?

Diana.

Hey, tell Michael that I would like him to make a... We're recording.

You know, a film of killing.

Hmm? No, no, no, no. Wait, wait.

Tell him that I would like to see it as it happens.

You know, the moment it happens tonight.

Michael, you hear me?

You hear me?

Yeah.

I can hear you.

Good. I look forward to watching your film.

Will he do as I ask?

I don't know.

Does he love you?

Yes, he does.

And when this is over, when he has killed his friend,

will he still love you?

Federico lo van a echar de menos.

Solo tenías que menearlo un poco.

This is nice.

I've not been here before.

Then again, there's a load of places I've not been to.

French toast is nice.

Well, I'm glad you called.

Surprised, but glad.

So is it you?

Pretending to be a gnome in my back garden?

Yeah.

Curious?

What do you want?

How about friendship?

You were at the cemetery same time I was for a reason, so what do you want?

Hey, guys, how you doing? Ready to order? Could you give us five minutes,

please? I will have a cappuccino, no chocolate.

Oh, a cup of tea, please, kid. Not a problem.

Well, let me start off by saying that I am a bit of a social butterfly.

I float about.

I meet up with a few of the older lads and some of the newer faces.

I listen.

And what I'm hearing is that Ronnie Phelan's firm.

They're barely a firm.

Ronnie's gone.

Kavanagh's gone.

Nobody knows who's in charge. Everything's just gone to fuck.

When do you get to the bit where you tell me what you want?

I think I might want to help you, Elaine.

Help the wife of an old mate.

Cos you're all heart?

Because I can.

Because I'm bored.

Are you more than a little bit out of practice?

Your lad needs me.

Or someone like me.

Not a boss.

A mentor.

We'll manage without.

But thanks.

Disappointing.

Don't let it ruin your appetite.

Did Ronnie ever talk about me?

Not that I remember.

Never?

No. No?

Well, I started all those years ago, Ronnie Perfected, and at first I

thought, well, that's the way it goes, fair enough. But now, I kind of wonder

if my exit was planned.

Was it Ronnie's first naughty little whisper?

Either way, he stood on my shoulders and I think I'm old, entitled even.

15 years inside is a big chunk of lost.

Life.

Prime.

Can't be for nothing.

Your misfortune is not my family's problem.

You know, I was going to say I'm sorry, but I'm not.

Think about it.

Think about it.

I'm happy to work with you for a fee.

If not... I'm also happy to negotiate compensation.

Hello. Fuck off, lad.

Stay away from my house.

Stay away from the cemetery and stay away from what's mine.

Did I... Did I mention that I recently bumped into an old cellmate of mine?

Do you know him? Banksy.

Call it fate.

He seemed to be permanently attached to a very heavy rucksack.

My offer stands alone.

I don't want to be spreading the word that the feelings are fucked.

We need to meet.

What's your list then?

Ozzy's Wi-Fi.

Going out again?

Yeah, it won't be long.

Can I go and get me gaming gear from the house?

No.

Well, can I check on the cat?

The cat's fine.

Someone might see you.

Yeah, and someone might see you.

I'll be all right.

So what the fuck am I supposed to do all day, eh? You've got the telly.

I just want to know you're safe.

Yeah, well, it sounds like I'm not going to be safe until Jamie Featon's gone.

So are we going to make him go... Hey, I do not want to hear you talking like

that.

Yeah, well, something's got to happen.

Ready?

Whatever happens, you will have nothing to do with it. You'll do as you're told,

you'll go nowhere.

I mean it.

I'll be back in a bit.

No luck, Zach.

Put her in a safe place, hopefully.

Tell the truth, I'm glad to have her off me back, pun intended.

That's yours.

Nice one, lad.

Shall we give the brother the name?

Last night, yeah.

What did he say? Is he buying it, Jamie?

I don't know.

He wants it filmed.

He wants to watch it, the execution.

What, like on the phone?

Nah, well, how the fuck are we gonna do that?

Nah, that's some weird shit. That's him.

What, does he want to speak to him or something?

I've got no idea, but that's what he wants.

So it's not just gonna be a, you know, bang-bang.

You spoke to Diana? She all right?

Yeah, I spoke to her. She's going through it.

Best get it done then, eh?

Jamie.

Yeah.

You know what, I've never said this before in my life, buddy.

I need a fucking drink.

Chocolate Nutella for you lad, no?

Boneheads on remand, lad.

Fuck, who now? According to us, our fella, anyway.

Lad, we won't be seeing him for a while now, you know. What was he doing

carrying?

Have they searched his house?

Yeah, but they won't find nothing at his house.

Or on his phone, to be fair. He keeps all his work stuff separate, don't he?

I hope so.

Can you take over his graft?

Yeah. Do you know his business, his people?

Yeah, I know his whole graft like the back of my hand. It'll be sweet. Do they

know you?

What's Sandow doing here?

I don't know.

Elaine likes a vet.

Bobby, can I just say I'm really sorry about what happened.

It's not like it's a big surprise, is it?

You should have known.

Are you gonna stay with her?

Gonna go no comment.

So you're definitely gonna marry him, are you?

Think I'm doing the right thing?

No.

You're doing absolutely the wrong thing.

But I love him.

Then you're screwed, girl.

Join the club.

What are you still talking about now?

We're a domination.

Are we all right, Duff?

You found Banks here?

We will find him.

Here's a scenario for you.

What if he's already on his toes?

Left town.

That's youse finished.

You know exactly where he is, you, don't you? Eh?

Not me, son.

I wish I did.

I'd enjoy not telling you.

Bobby, have you come out here just to wind us up?

Yeah.

Mission accomplished.

Jamie, listen to me, lad, all right?

We need to fucking rack him right now.

Rack who?

Him. Him in here, your Bobby.

Shut your mouth.

Well, if he knows where his stupid little mate is, then why not? I said,

shut your mouth!

Jamie, sort your mate out.

Am I right, Jay, or what?

Have you heard of a fella called Ozzy Thompson?

Nah.

I can ask about like.

Why? Just had a message there off me mum.

Apparently he might know where Banksy is.

Thanks, love. Thank you.

Bobby, do you know a fella called Ozzy Thompson?

It's not difficult, yes or no?

No.

Although Elaine mentioned him yesterday.

He was a mate of Ronnie's.

And you've never heard of him?

He wasn't my mate.

Would you tell us if he was?

Jamie, what are you doing?

Check his phone, Jay. What did you say? What, lad?

Let's see who you've been belling. Check his phone?

Yeah. Who the fucking hell do you think you are? Bobby, don't. What are you

going to do with that one?

What the hell is going on?

Get off the side now! Get the fuck out!

Get out now!

Bobby,

listen, he's gone. It's over. Please.

Fucking Izzy. Yeah.

I'm sorry, Melissa.

I'm not fucking putting up with that.

I'm sorry for frightening the baby.

I see what you've done.

Sorry about that, love. I'm sorry. I don't like him. I don't like him out

there. You don't have to. He shouldn't be here.

He's not earned it.

Look, you're right, but he's solid and he does as he's told and I need lads

like that around me.

No, you need people you can trust.

You're right again.

But can I trust Bobby?

Do you like it?

The song?

I wasn't listening.

I need my phone.

Please.

I need to call my mum.

Is she worried?

She's in prison.

I'm allowed an online visit where we drink tea, have a biscuit, talk.

Prison?

Yes.

For what crime?

My crime.

She loves me that much.

Always the truth, Diana.

Which is why I cannot refuse.

Thank you.

Would you return it?

Always the truth.

Yeah, it's ready.

I'm cheating a bit.

I've got chocolate instead of a biscuit.

Where are you, baby?

That's not our kitchen.

Well, it's funny you should ask.

We're staying at a friend's villa for a couple of days.

In Spain.

Very nice.

It's only for a few days.

Michael's got a bit of business to sort out.

That looks lovely. Very green.

Well, it's enough of me making you jealous.

How have you been?

That's my wife.

Why is that?

I've got some really good news, baby.

My parole's been approved.

Oh, my God.

God, oh, my God.

I know.

I know.

Oh, my God.

That makes me so, so happy.

Here you go, guys.

Two old fashions. Enjoy.

Cheers.

And cheers.

Cheers.

It's a good one, eh?

Do you want to hear a funny story?

Not especially.

So this Felipe fella... He wants me to kill me best mate.

Which is you, by the way. Not Jamie.

You were the name he was given.

He knows you were the driver of the car.

Now, what do you feel about that?

He's got Diana over in Spain in a protected villa and he's fucking mad.

And you did run over his brother.

He wants me to put you to bed on camera and to play tonight.

Well, that's got to be the worst funny story I've ever heard in my entire

fucking life.

So what do we do?

Is there a way around it? I mean, look, I get it.

I haven't really got an argument against it besides Ricardo being a twat boy.

What do we do?

Is there a way around it? Not that I see.

Not you.

Lad, he's got Diana.

You gave him me name?

Now I'm thinking about her, Freddie.

Waste comes to waste, you look after him, yeah?

See anything?

Nah.

Yeah? You see anything, lad?

Nah, can't see anyone inside, bro.

All right, listen, do you want to break a window?

What? Why? What if he's in there?

That's the whole point, lad. But what if he's got a strap?

Oh, yeah.

Yeah,

yeah, yeah. There's carp all in there now.

Ozzy Thompson, is it?

Who are you?

Mate of Banksy's, lad.

Told me to knock on, didn't he?

Never heard of him.

Got the wrong door.

No, he definitely told me this address, like.

Well, he told you wrong, didn't he?

What the fucking hell have you been up to? We did knock, lad, but... What's

your name, son?

Banksy's, mate.

Well, like I said, wrong door, wrong address.

And definitely the wrong fucking attitude.

Shall we go inside, lad?

Ooh, snazzy.

Yeah.

So he's definitely here, then, isn't he? I don't like you. You know what, he's

all right once he gets home. You still here, are you? Go fuck off.

See you soon, Roger.

They what?

Sitting off on a motor. Who are they, do you know?

Erm... They belong to Jamie Fetland.

I think the gobby one's called Ando.

The best they are is right.

I'm trying out these people. Trying to do them a favour.

This is the tax you get.

Better lock up.

Are you carrying?

Yeah.

You?

I was... when I picked up the gear, but... it's back with the

pigeons.

Carrie, you know or not, I can't guarantee I'll behave myself.

Go quietly.

I know.

If you don't pass, it means you're sane.

Fair enough.

Let's take care of Diana.

Let's get it done. Take your medicine banks, you lad.

No bigger part.

It's tiny, mate.

Bottom line is you fucked up massively.

He didn't deserve it.

Matter of opinion. No, he didn't deserve to fucking die.

And I fucking do.

So when are you gonna call your Freddy?

Vacancy?

Best no.

Michael, there must be something we can do.

One more.

For the road.

It's Freddie.

Hello, son. All good?

No, not really.

Couple of Jamie's lads just came knocking.

You didn't open it to them, did you?

No.

Not stupid.

They're still hanging about, though.

Where's Ozzy? Is he back here?

Yeah, he's here.

Listen, he told me to tell you not to come back.

Might be best if you just stay there for now, son.

Didn't you hear what I said?

I didn't know that were here.

Yeah, stay put.

Just hard under the bed.

Just for a few days, Ozzy won't mind.

Is there a reason that I can't come and meet you? Freddie!

There's some stuff I need to do.

Let's just leave it at that, OK?

Shouldn't be gone too long.

I'm only saying this because I love you, you know that, don't you, son?

Fred.

Make your arrangements and I'll just sit here and wait for them to fucking kick

the door down.

Call him back.

And say what?

I need a piss.

Or wherever.

Huh?

Here you go, Felipe.

Is this what you wanted to see? Hey!

Banksy, pack her in, lad. Pack her in, Banksy!

Hey, if he swings it, he'll break his arms.

That's your driver.

Hey.

Did you enjoy that?

Fuck off!

Right.

I'll call you back in two hours. It's over the live show.

I need to take him somewhere to bury him.

It's a card. I'm fucking comfy.

All good.

Are we done?

Cheers.

All done.

I'm so pressed.

It's hard, Paul.

No worries, lad.

I've been your ass force on the back seat.

Sad.

So, erm... Jamie.

Is he top, man? Yeah.

Is that definite?

He's paying your wages now, lad.

Come back any time you like, lads.

Nice one.

What, a mentor?

Can't be serious.

He sounded serious.

And bitter.

Is it your problem?

I wouldn't dismiss him as being completely harmless.

Not yet.

Or completely useless.

I believed him when he said he'd seen Banksy.

But we're outside his house now. Not in yet.

Top up your men.

No, I'm fine, love.

I wouldn't mind a glass.

Nearly done.

Jamie, why didn't you tell me that we were loaded?

Is this party money?

Oh, my God.

Ray's keeping her away from that, will you?

Do you mind finishing up on him?

You definitely should have racked me by now, girl.

Me personally?

Would you like that?

You want to be a boss, you need to act like a boss.

How many times did I ask you to speak to Ronnie?

You said.

I could have easily spoken to him myself, but I wanted to go through you.

You ignored me.

Am I right?

Yeah.

You are.

But if you'd like me to rack you, I'll rack you.

I'll even do it in heels.

I need that limo, Bobby.

I need cash.

I need to make the next purchase.

From Albanians?

From a Dutch broker.

What really pisses me off, Rach, is how you couldn't wait.

Do you know what it feels like to move 50 keys of cocaine?

No, I don't. You are shitting yourself.

Because in that moment, you are gambling with the next 15 years of your life.

So I couldn't think about the next shipment.

I couldn't plan the next purchase because my heart and my arse wouldn't

let me.

You saw it as me being weak.

So we're even.

You didn't listen to me.

And I didn't understand you.

But we still need that limo.

This is about everything we've all worked for.

Lad, that stinks, that, you know.

It calms my nerves.

Oi.

Everything used to be proper sorted in here, you know.

Lad, it will be again, won't it? Don't start with all this.

That order's mad.

No, I am delivering to this address. I said we'd be waiting outside.

I will knock on the door.

Burritos and dippers?

Just give me the food, lads.

In here, mate.

What are you doing in here?

Watching these clowns.

Two sugars, a little bit of milk.

Do you think they're watching round the back as well?

You'd assume so, but maybe they're not that clever.

I think it's time me and you taught these feelings a lesson.

Why don't you go downstairs and make us a piece of toast and I'll meet you in

the kitchen.

Toast? Yeah, toast.

We can talk about revenge.

OK.

I'll get you the card. I just need... What would you order one then, please?

Bit of quiet.

Hello? Bit of quiet. You could have just asked for my upper line. I did offer.

Now I'm feeling... I almost said disrespected, but you know what I mean.

Is Banksy there with you?

He's gone.

He was here.

Left some bits and pieces.

You can contact him, though. I can, yeah.

Are you willing to help us, Ozzy?

Well, that was the plan.

If we can come to some agreement.

Make me an offer.

Six figures is too much, and you know it.

Be realistic.

Do you want to think about it?

It's maybe, what, 20% of what he's carrying on his back?

Shall we talk in the morning?

I have news.

There you are.

Michael will call soon.

I would like you with me.

What do you mean?

You can give him strength.

No. I am not doing that.

Please don't make me do that.

Would Ricardo have wanted this?

You have five minutes, Diana.

Do not make me knock on your door again.

They didn't either, which tells me, and you, that we're dealing with fucking

amateurs.

Well, your half-fellow must have pissed them off badly.

Yeah, that sounds like him.

Where is he? Did he say?

No.

But you spoke to him? Yeah, he said he'd be gone for a couple of days, but that's

all he said.

Well, he'll be planning shit, won't he?

Right.

Pen. Paper.

And I want you, Freddy, son of Banksy, to make a list of any of the other known

businesses that you're aware of.

Nail bars, booty shops, cafes, hairdressers.

Yeah, I know a few. And I know a few. So, we draw up a list and we hit the

where it hurts. We attack.

Tonight.

Nice. Nice piece of toast, by the way.

Just making the call now, lad.

Michael, good evening.

Are you ready?

You should know that Diana is here alongside me.

Say hello.

She shouldn't be there, Felipe.

Come on. She shouldn't be there. I insist.

No, Felipe, she shouldn't be there. She doesn't need to see this.

Michael, this is how much you fucking love her.

So we are waiting.

What do you see?

Babe, babe, babe. Just close your eyes, okay?

Okay, this isn't your fault.

This has got nothing to do with you, nothing at all.

Hey, Michael, we're ready, okay? So go, action.

Come on.

I can't hear

you.

My brother, Ricardo, he meant nothing to me.

Nothing. In fact, I disliked him.

So if I was with you, I would shake your hand.

I'll pray for you.

I'm so sorry.

Okay,

speak as you wish.

You take care of me, boy, for me.

You promise me you'll do that? Yeah.

Yeah.

Nice one, mate.

And as for you, you can go fuck yourself.

You're happy now?

Aye.

You're satisfied.

Now leave me in peace to bury me best mates.

I'm sorry.

This isn't your fault.

It's all on me.

Fuck, I love you and I'll see you soon.

I'm sorry.