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No! I swear down, man.

I told you everything I know. Fuck!

Please! Please, man!

I don't know anything, I swear. Please!

We wasn't there long.

Just fucked with some gypo kid's wheels, that's it. That's all!

That's all! That's all!

You've got to believe me!

No!

No! Ah! Please!

Oh, please!

Please!

I told you, we ran when we saw the Rolls.

We just got the fuck away when we saw them.

I wouldn't mess with you, man.

Look at me!

I'm a fucking nobody.

I'm fucking no-one!

No, no! Please! Please, don't kill me!

Please! Argh!

What else can I do?

No, please!

Please! Please don't kill me!

No! No, please.

Please! Please.

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- Did you get it? - Shut the fuck up, man.

Fuck's sake.

- So did you get it? - Aye.

You gonna do it?

Maybe.

I dunno.

Oi, Ioan! What the fuck?

Where do you think you're going?

Just off to grab a couple of cans.

- You got my keys? - I won't be long.

I'll fill her up on the way back.

- Bring us back a flagon or two 'en. - Sure, Patrick, dim probs.

- You're buying. - The fuck I am!

- What you doing? - Eh! Do you want the car or not?

All right, man, all right.

So, did they say who it is?

I told you.

It's just some paedo.

Is three gonna be enough?

I fucking hope so.

You sure you wanna do this?

Ah, fuck.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck.

Tell me this prick knows whose parking space that is.

- I'm betting he don't. - Well, he's about to find out, ain't he?

What do you think you're doing?

Oi! Yo!

- You blind? Yo! - Hey! What you doing?

- Who's that? - Oi!

Why so jumpy, cuz? Are you lost?

Open the door!

I said open the fucking door!

I'm rocking it.

Pop the bonnet.

Shut the fuck up! Just open up!

No, no, please. No! Don't do anything to the car! Please.

- Please. Man, what did I tell you? Shut up, bro. - Fucking hell!

Open the fucking door. Yo, bounce! Bounce! Bounce! Bounce!

Quick!

Keep it running, Jack.

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

Shit, shit, shit!

Oh!

Please pick up, please pick up, please pick up.

Oh, please pick up.

Please leave your message after the tone.

Darren, don't fucking do it.

It ain't who they said.

How you doing, mate?

Yeah, fine, thanks.

Mm-hm?

The fuck you doing in Albania, boy?

Soon as my girl comes down, I'll be on me way.

Always keeps me waiting, she does.

Girl?

Really?

Went for the car, did she?

Fuck!

Fuck!

Ioan!

- What the fuck, Darren? - Shut the fucking door!

- After you, big man. - Thanks.

Uncle Alex!

That's it.

Use your old bedroom. Mind the boxes.

Good to see you, Marian.

Danny, take this.

Cheers. Cheers.

Yeah, Danny... Danny, don't run.

Danny! Don't run.

Please, please.

Er, dispatch, we have a hit-and-run currently going on.

- Suspect's licence plate is Alpha... 62... - Come on, mate...

Help me out here.

Come here.

Uncle Alex, when was the last time you and Mummy stayed here?

A long time ago, Danny. When he was your age.

Grammy Marian says it's my room now.

Oh, yeah? Maybe so, but they're my toys.

So don't you go breaking them.

Rightio. All done.

All done.

OK, you're all set.

Go find Grandad.

Grandad?

Really, Alex?

So this is who you are now?

For today at least, until we know who killed Finn and why.

It doesn't suit you.

This is a bit much.

I know, I know. I understand.

This is how it has to be.

Just doing my job.

Yes, mate. On you go.

Thank you, sir.

Put your arms up for me, please.

I thought he'd be pleased.

He wasn't.

Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad!

Just let me...

- You're looking good, Billy. - You know me.

Always up for a party.

Come on Sean, mate.

- I won't go in there pretending things are OK. - Yeah, I know.

I can't shake the hand of the person that killed him.

No, but I can.

And when we know who it is, we'll destroy them.

I want the same as you, Sean. Honest to God, I do.

But we have to do it the right way.

Not like last night.

Sean, you could burn every kid from that estate,

but it's not gonna help us find who murdered your father.

If we don't go in there and convince them that this business

can function as normal, you can forget finding his killer.

We'll have a war on our hands.

Mm. Maybe.

Let's see.

Alex.

It's time.

Look, Sean, you have my word.

Me and dad, we won't fail him.

Won't fail you either.

We have a lot to cover over the course of this meeting

and I'm sure you all understand how busy Sean is today.

He thanks you all for coming.

And we would like to thank you for your patience

over the course of this last week.

Our patience isn't infinite, Ed.

Some of us still have cargo ships anchored out at sea.

I take it we can expect something in return

- for the losses we have incurred? Yes? - No.

You have a box of silicone pussies doing laps of the Indian Ocean.

I have 80 kilos of product sitting in the docks.

With respect, I just want to know where we stand.

We shut everything down because we needed to.

But more importantly because someone chose to kill Finn Wallace.

We're all partners here. We rely on each other.

The system works, as long as you comply.

Now, you all know me well enough to know I will find out who did this.

And when I do...

Well, I think you all know exactly what will happen.

Over the last week we have put into place a system for transition

and by dawn we will have the docks back open and fully operational.

Our investors have given us the green light

to proceed on our established terms.

So, as long as things stay quiet,

the government won't have a reason to make a sound.

I've personally liaised with our contact at the police

to renegotiate protection for you all.

Each and every one of your deals,

every detail that Finn carried in his head, I have in mine.

Lale, your smack money will be laundered in time to send home.

Wong, your cargo will arrive as usual.

Nasir, your father's trade routes are secure.

But remember this.

Whoever stood to profit from Finn's death,

the numbers will lead us to you soon enough.

They never lie.

Once again, I'd like to thank you all for coming.

I'm so sorry, mate.

As I was saying,

we would like to thank you all for coming.

Today we mourn the loss of a great man,

but tomorrow it will be business as usual.

No.

The tap stays off.

- Sean... - Nothing gets brought in.

Nothing gets shipped out.

No dirty money is washed.

No-one sells a fucking gram on those streets.

Everything stops...

... until I find out who killed him.

Not today, Billy, please.

Think about it. When business stops, people stop talking.

Keep the gates open, the sooner my dealers will hear something...

And the sooner you start making money

and forget my father was killed. No.

The only business that's going to get done

will be finding out who pulled the trigger.

Don't think I won't watch all of you starve until I get that answer.

You act like it's not obvious who was involved.

Your father was killed in one of Luan's buildings,

and his driver disappeared on Albanian territory!

We are dealing with the Albanians.

Yet still you punish us. We're your business partners.

- You're my customers. - Luan is co-operating, OK?

The Albanians are trying to find out as much as they can.

While he stays away, we all suffer?

- Who is in charge here, Ed? - Sean is.

And he's made himself clear.

If you want access to our business,

you'll hunt down my father's killer.

I'm sure he's not that far away.

OK, thank you, everyone, leave it with me.

We'll see you at the church.

Thank you.

Nasir...

... please tell Asif this won't affect our arrangement.

Alex, I've come to pay my respects, nothing more.

Look, whatever that was, it's between you and my father, not me.

I wasn't here. I heard nothing.

Have the car pick us up from the back.

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Don't worry about it, mate, I've got it.

United Nations in here today.

Fuck me, Elliot!

What were you hoping for?

That they'd ask you to carry the coffin

Piss off, Jim.

Loads of people out there, crowd control and that.

Yeah, well, they're all in here now so stay put.

It's a funeral, not a job interview.

Suit and tie can't hide a washed-up squaddie,

no matter how hard you try.

Know your place.

Oh! Things are looking up.

They're about to bury your boss.

20 years of service and I never even met the man.

The money you just skimmed from me, buy us both a drink, will you?

And put the rest back.

- Any update on Jack? - No, nothing yet.

No-one's seen or heard of him since Finn was killed.

He's just his fucking driver.

- You don't think he... - No.

We don't.

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Jevan. Good of you to come.

- Of course. They send their condolences. - Thank you.

This way.

Very sorry for your loss.

- Would you... ? Would you please excuse me? - Of course.

Family pew is at the front of the church. Please join us.

No.

Well, if not for me, for your father.

That's rich, Marian.

- Mum... - No, not now.

Think they'll be OK?

Dad's dead. They're in the same room.

What do you think?

Come on, Jacs, come to the front.

Don't start, Sean.

Mum's just had a go.

Jacqueline, for the both of us, please.

It'll be OK.

I'll sit between you.

If we can get one good thing out of today...

Come on.

Thank you.

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Pub's this way, lads.

Get them fucking cars off the road.

Come on, let's buy you a drink.

Detective.

CCTV from the night Finn was killed.

Make sure your dad knows it came from me.

Luan, is this wise?

Edward, I must say, I was a bit surprised

not to be invited to such an important meeting this morning.

Well, you weren't invited to the church either, but here you are.

I'm here to pay my respects, the same as everyone.

But, more importantly,

I want to know that our agreement will still be honoured.

Your agreement died with Finn.

- If you need anything, let me know. - Thank you.

I stuck to my side of the deal. I did what was asked of me.

I don't know what you had on him, but now is not the time.

I decide when, I decide where.

- Not you. - What the fuck is he doing here?

Sean, we've never been properly introduced, Luan Dushaj.

At moments like these, I know the fingers are quick to point.

Yeah, and they're only pointing in one direction.

I can assure you, we had no hand in his death.

- But we'll find answers. - Look forward to it.

Now grab a hymn book, take a seat, and pay your fucking respects.

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Fucking nerve on them, coming here.

You know, I offered to send a couple of boys to Little Albania.

Make it right. That's nice of you.

Well, I say I offered...

... I thought about it.

It's the thought that counts, Jim.

All right, Bes?

- Are we good? - Ish.

Hey, I have nothing to hide.

That's good.

Still, your lot really shouldn't be here.

Oh, is that so?

Jog on, mate. You're blocking the sun.

Elliot, seriously?

So why did you kill Finn?

- That wasn't mine. - Jim!

You gonna let this fucking prick bark at me?

The fuck, Jim?

We're here to keep the peace, Elliot.

No matter the cunt.

Heel.

Fuck off, you prick.

To Finn Wallace!

No blacks.

No Irish.

A city of closed doors brought us together,

united us.

That's how Finn and I started working together.

Finn came over as a 12-year-old immigrant.

Er, we met as young teenagers on the streets of London.

"You and me, we're just the same... "

That's what he said to me.

Illegitimate bastard children of the great British Empire.

We made an agreement, by the time we were done,

there would not be one single door in this city

that we could not get behind.

He led.

I followed.

And I am so proud to have worked for the man all these long years.

When I lost my...

When I lost my wife, Ayana...

... it was Finn and Marian who shielded Shannon and Alexander

from the pain of watching their mother fade.

They...

They are my family.

And so I say to you, Marian, Sean, Jackie, Billy...

... I dedicate my heart and soul to you.

This is from the back of the building.

Watch!

That's Jack.

Finn's driver. He's still alive.

If we find them, we find him.

Play it back.

- Who the fuck are you? - Elliot.

- I work for Jim. - Who the fuck's Jim?

Nobody, just play it back, I think I recognise that van.

- That's Besmir. - Eh?

One of Luan's boys.

You just walked him across the street.

He's wearing the same fucking jacket.

He's in the pub downing shots.

- Are you sure about this? - Yeah.

Broken rear tail light, passenger side. Dent above the bumper.

It's his van. It's Besmir.

Right, you go over there, show him who you're talking about.

- That's all. Nothing more. - Course.

Don't let him out of your sight.

If he leaves, you follow, but low-key, unseen.

Understood?

Mark, do not fuck this up.

Right, let's take this fucker out.

- Make sure my path is clear. - Wait, Alexander said...

Fuck that office boy, he's out of his depth.

- We'll take him straight to Sean ourselves. - This is not supposed...

Either stay down or fuck off.

I know what an Albanian looks like.

Right, which one of you...

Where the fuck's Besmir?

Where the fuck's Besmir?

Besmir!

Come here.

No.

Come here.

- Where is he? Where's Jack? - I swear I don't know.

Fuck off, you were seen!

Your van arrived very quickly, scooped him up.

Fuck you, Elliot.

We can keep playing games, but I've got orders to take you to Sean.

So who would you rather talk to? Me or him?

Wait, wait!

We were out picking up score, we heard gun shots.

I get a call, shit's going down, we jus turned up to it.

I swear we didn't expect to find what we did.

So why didn't you take Jack back to the Wallaces, huh?

We wouldn't fucking be here!

Fucking Sean would kill me on his own doorstep.

That driver didn't wake up for days.

He's the only one to say I didn't kill Finn,

and when he... when he does wake, he don't say shit.

I tried telling Luan at the church, but we were sent away.

- What else I do? - Wait! Wait!

Jack's awake?

Take me to him.

Elliot, you have no fucking idea.

Take me!

Finn Wallace may be gone.

But I still see him everywhere I go.

Look around.

You'll see him too.

I could hear him as you all filed in and took your seats.

He lives on in the murmurs of a thousand languages,

each telling their story of how...

... Finn Wallace was able to change their life.

His story is forever carved into the skyline of this city.

A city he transformed into his likeness.

And I miss the man.

I miss him.

More than any amount of words can say.

His smile alone would've washed away the silence that fills this room.

Finn Wallace.

Dad.

He believed in people.

He believed in giving opportunities to the disadvantaged.

He gave.

He supported.

He did so much for all of us.

All of you.

My father was taken from us on the streets of London.

And now London will deliver to us those that took him.

Finn Wallace.

He's still here.

He's in me.

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Almost there.

You two stay here.

Where are we going?

That way.

That way. Go!

Come on.

Here.

You've been keeping him here?

Would anyone have looked?

Move.

We've just come to collect someone.

Nothing more.

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Come on.

Open the door!

- Tell him! - _

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He's in much better shape now than when we picked him up, trust me.

- Can you walk? - Who the fuck are you?

I'm gonna take you to the Wallaces. Come on. Let's get you up.

Make sure you tell Sean we took care of him.

I didn't know what went down...

Don't recognise you.

No reason to.

Elliot.

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You, you must be Jack.

A lot of people have been looking for you.

I had no knowledge you were being held in here.

But here you are, still alive.

You came so far.

And I trust you can find your way safely back.

Please...

Ah!

Elliot, don't ever come to my place of business

brandishing a weapon again.

- I just came for him. - And I let you.

Make that clear when you take him back.

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Oh, God.

Mind your head.

- What the fuck has happened to him? - Just go!

Oi!

Oh, fucking, fucking Jesus.

Oh, God!

Jack. Jack, tell me what you know.

I fucked up, man.

- Yeah? - I should've...

What happened? Who killed him?

Jack?

Kids.

Fucking nobodies, man.

Fucking nobodies.

In some...

- ... Red Nova. - Mm-hmm?

Yes?

G-four... four-three...

OK, yeah, Red Nova G443...

... S-A-V.

We should leave. Should we leave?

- Darren? - All right, I don't know, OK!

Look, they have to know it was us.

And if they don't by now, your dad will.

We got enough here to lay low, just have to wait.

For how long?

I mean, it's not like you just fucking forget something like that.

Call 'em again. Look, they might be able to do something to help us.

I keep tellin' you, it's a dead line.

They fucked us.

We're on our own.

Oh, bollocks, he's leaking.

Grab us a towel, will you?

Fucking boys! Where you off to?

Jesus Christ!

No, no, no, please, no!

No, no!

Fuck!

Where's your fucking brother?

'Cos I heard he had a fucking pistol on him

and he and my boy went and put a bullet in some Albanian nobody.

Now I ain't seen either since.

But I know they're not in hiding, 'cos of some fucking dead Albanian.

- I swear, I don't know anything. - Well, that makes two of us now.

Dad!

Ioan, he asked if he could borrow her.

I swear to God, I don't know anything. Please don't.

Find 'em! Both of 'em!

I want Luan.

Right here, on his knees, explaining himself.

His men took Jack, and I want to know why.

Sean, just stop, stop.

Dragging Luan across the city now makes us look desperate.

We have got to play this right.

I have the entire city looking for his killer.

We are making enemies out of business partners.

And the longer that goes on, the sooner they turn on us.

We've got to find a peaceful solution to this.

Did you see my dad's face in there?

I'm not interested in peace.

Marian, talk to your boy.

I agree with Sean.

Whoever killed my husband remains an enemy to this family.

If we back down now, they'll walk all over us.

- It's not about... - Enough. Enough!

All of you.

Our strength lies in our unity.

That's what your dad built for us.

Listen, son.

I want nothing more than to bring you the head of

whoever the hell had the guts to do this to us.

But, in that meeting, this morning, you acted alone.

And that makes us look weak and divided.

Work with me, Sean,

and I promise you I will give you everything,

just like I did for your father.

I'm glad to hear it.

- Jack! - Take your fucking hands off him!

Get him in the boardroom!

Watch out.

I'm so fucking sorry.

- Get him outside! - No, no. He stays.

Come on, Jack.

- Come on, Jack, it's OK. - Get a doctor.

Get a doctor!

Come on, Jack. Come on, Jack, it's OK.

Fuck!

- How's he doing in there? - He passed out.

- Yeah, he does that a lot. - Who the fuck are you?

- It's OK, he's one of ours. - He's the twat that tore up the pub.

Elliot. I'm the one who found him.

You did all of that on your own?

- What was it? Six of them? - Eight.

But I had a dart, so...

If he wanted to, Luan could've killed us there and then.

Easily.

Doctor gave him a shot. He'll be out until the morning.

Take him back to his flat, he needs rest.

Let him sleep it off, we'll grill him in the morning.

Sean. Trust me.

It's a good thing you didn't need it.

- Get on your knees. - Sean.

No, I don't buy it.

Luan gave Jack back to us. That has to mean something.

No, no, no. He sent you, didn't he?

What? No. No, I work for Jim. I work for you.

You expect me to believe some street grunt can do what you just did?

We spent a week searching the city. You find him in a day!

It's bullshit. You're a fucking wooden horse.

Go on, then, cut me open.

Don't even...

I'm my father's son, and I will take a fucking belt sander to your eyes

- if you don't start talking. - Fuck off!

Shit I've been through today, for you.

Risked my life to drag that dizzy cunt to your door

and you put a fucking gun to my head?

Fuck you!

You done?

He saw who did it.

Jack.

He saw who killed your father.

He said...

He said it was a couple of pikey kids.

- Are you fucking high? - I'm just telling you what he said.

- What else? - He gave me a number plate.

I swear to God, if any of this is fucking bullshit...

Yeah, yeah, belt sander, I get it

but when you find out this is true...

I work for you.

Not Jim. Not even fucking Mark.

You.

Right.

Make it known, I want everyone searching for these fuckers.

I don't care if they work for us or they're paid off by us,

they join the hunt.

It's Elliot, right?

That includes you.

Dad?

- Elliot? - Give us a second.

- Make you a cup of tea first. - Carer made me a fresh one before she left.

Oh, yeah?

When was that? A month ago?

It's got more skin on it than Auntie Joan.

Nah, it's all right, I don't need another one.

Oh, er, Sally said she might not be able to come next week.

Says it's not up to her.

Don't you worry about that.

She'll be here.

That should do you a couple of weeks in advance.

I might not be able to pop in next week. Work's picking up.

I'm sure a week late is fine, son.

Yeah but, you know, just in case.

Thing is, I might not be able to make it in for a while.

Just remember to give that to her tomorrow, right?

Right, let me see 'em.

- Elliot... - Come on, put them up.

That's it, Champ.

You know, Social's fine, boy.

I'm not completely incapable, you know.

I know you're not, Dad.

But no Sally on Social...

She's taken a shine to you.

Am I gonna have to tell her you wanna break her heart?

Ah, she's just a fine kid, that's all.

Reminds me of Naomi.

You can't run away from it forever, you know.

Right, that's you done.

Going down in the fourth tonight?

- Elliot. - Or is it the third?

It was usually one or the other.

Hardly broke a sweat some nights did you, Dad?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, that was...

I'll watch a bit of telly with you, before you go to bed.

Ioan?

Is that you?

Please, Ioan.

Where are you, boy?

Pat...

... I'm sorry about your car.

Fuck sake, forget about the car, you useless prick.

We fucked up.

What were you thinkin'?

We didn't know, I swear.

I really did try to stop it.

The fuck are we gonna do, Pat?

Darren says we've gotta lay low while we wait it out.

There is no layin' low, man was too big for that.

We didn't know it'd be him.

We just did it for the money.

Please...

... tell me where you are.

Let me help you.

Saint Ralph's, by the train tracks.

Fifth floor.

I love you, Pat.

Just wait till I'm there, OK?

I'm so sorry.

Open the fuckin' door.

- Open the fuckin' door! - Look, I'm sorry!

I know you're in there, Darren.

Do what I say, and open this fuckin' door!

Fuck you! Fuck all of you!

- He was gonna leave it. - All right. Fuck off.

- Ioan did it to himself. - Yeah, he saved his own though, didn't he?

Blood's blood.

And so's mine.

What are you gonna do?

Take on Kinney?

Didn't think so.

Your father'd beat you worse than he did, for talkin' like that.

He's no father of mine. No dad would let that happen to his boy!

You'd do right to be glad he let you live.

Now bag up the money.

All right, hands up.

Nice and slow.

Step back for us.

I said, step back, please.

No.

Fuck.

The other one in the car...

... where are they taking him?

No!

- I needed that address. - And we got it to you.

I needed it sooner.

Elliot, what the fuck have you done?

I had no choice.

I got there too late to save the boy.

They took the other one before I even got here.

Hey. Hey!

Two years undercover. Have I ever fucked you over?

We have an opportunity here. In the space of a day,

I've gone from being a nobody outside that church

to being invited into their home.

Sean Wallace himself calling me by name,

tasking me to find the guy who killed his father!

Belize dollars, fuck ton of it,

more than anyone would pay two kids.

It might be something.

Or it might be nothing.

It's too late.

They want you out and I am running out of ideas to keep you in.

- We haven't delivered. - But now we can.

Vick, don't make this all be for nothing.

They're clean.

Thank you.

Head west.

To Evie.

She'll have a boat waiting once they get tired of tracking him.

I'm not sorry.

'Cos I'm not the one who should be.

One day, you'll understand.

Say nothing to no-one.

You hear?

Watch over him, Mal, for me.

Of course.

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OK, boss.

Who's there?

Jesus, fuck, Ed.

Oh, man I thought you were...

Good to have you back with us, Jack.

Thank you.

They found money on him. On his body.

Yeah.

Yeah, he had a bag of it on him.

I'm tired, Jack.

I'm tired of being the one holding all of this together.

Look, Ed...

... sooner or later, they're gonna find out.

- About her, about all of this and... - Jack...

They're not gonna hear from me. Do you understand me?

They're not gonna hear it from me, not one word but...

Fuck, man, when they do know,

they're gonna wanna know why I didn't tell them.

Look, I guess I just...

I just wanna make sure that I'm in the clear is all, Ed.

You know?

Where were you taking him? Later? What was the plan?

I don't know.

Yeah, you do.

I took... I took a fucking car to the body, man.

I didn't do nothing wrong.

No-one is gonna think that.

OK? No-one.

Trust me.

Ed...

... I can't move. I can't move my arm.

I know.

No.

No, please. Ed, no!

Please, no. No.

No.

Believe me, I take no enjoyment in this.

I wish I didn't have to do it.

But I do.

The truth is I haven't had to do this for years.

But it's for the good of the family, Jack.

It really is.

And that's all there is to it.

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