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We've all figured out that Alex is not a scrap metal dealer.

This is my daughter, Anna.

Did you get anywhere with our missing girl?

- Yeah, they found her. - Oh, my God!

You were friends with her, weren't you, Jodie?

I know who killed Brandon.

I don't know what you're talking about. Argh!

I gotta go. It's a work thing.

- But it's our anniversary. - I know.

And, if I'm honest, I dunno when I'm gonna be back.

One of the forms we found had one number on it.

It was phoned several times on the morning of Brandon's shooting.

Mikey.

He's killed his own guy.

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You are a terrible driver.

It's a good thing I'm not your chauffeur, then.

Familiar with the place?

No. Should I be?

Who killed Brandon?

In his line of work, it could have been anyone.

What, you think I did it?

Alex, I don't know what you think you know about me,

but understand this, I respect you. I really do.

And I admire you, but I'm not scared of you.

If you wanna come at me with that, make sure it's worth,

'cos you won't get a second chance.

Nice speech. Are you done?

Let's pay Anthony a visit.

And I'll drive.

And I'm glad you've got a gun behind your back. We might need it.

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Look, I'm sorry, it's part of our undercover protocol.

So, him not returning his wife's calls for a whole week?!

- What kind of bloody protocol is that? - I get it, I do.

But things are happening on a need-to-know basis.

A need-to-know basis?

What is that supposed to mean?

OK, but leave it with me. I'll...

... I'll think of something.

His family miss him, Sarah.

My girls need their dad around.

Fuck! That's Alex Markides!

What the fuck's he want?

I told you we might need the gun.

I can still pull it, if you want?

A bit late now.

Hey, Anthony.

Come on, guys, there's no need for that.

We come in peace.

Anthony...

I discipline my family...

... no-one else.

If you control your people, then I won't have to.

I said...

... no-one else. Hmm?

You don't have to be Stephen Hawking to work out that the Markides

are laundering profits from narcotic trafficking into these businesses.

But this...

this is a new one.

- Paige? - Ma'am,

so, Jodie and her friends work for a crooked model agency

run by Patrick Straker, whose silent partner is Elena Markides.

We believe Jodie knows more about the murder of Leanne Hadley

But before we could talk to her about it,

she and the other girls went missing.

It's possible she's in danger, so we need to locate her and fast.

- OK. Scarlett, any news? - No leads yet, ma'am.

The girls either decided to vacate the property

or they've been moved by force.

Jonesy, give me some good news.

Where are we at with money laundering?

I'm not sure if it's good news,

but I've located an accountant connected to the Markides family.

His name is Tanis Sioftanos,

but he hasn't been to work for several months.

Right, there is no good news. Meanwhile, back on planet Earth?

- Me, ma'am? - Well, you are on planet Earth, are you?

- That's debateable. - Right.

So, we know that Mikey hired Yustmanov to kill Brandon.

He's currently in Belmarsh and won't talk.

Fuck's sake! Are we chasing shadows here or what?

Huh?

Find Jodie and make her safe.

Maybe she can give us something, 'cos, boy, do we need it!

- On it, ma'am. - Yes, ma'am. On it.

- What? - Don't matter.

I need to see you.

Yeah, but you shouldn't have...

Not at the station, not Tanner.

But I wanted to see my husband.

Come here.

Mmm!

I'm glad you did.

Mmm.

I've gotta go. I've got another viewing.

Oh, I hope it's not like this one.

It's not. And if it was, it wouldn't be any of your business.

True. You're right, I'm sorry,

but I just can't get enough.

Mmm!

- You OK? - Yeah, I'm good, man. You?

Good. Gotta run.

Babe, I'm on undercover duty.

You know I can't tell you anything.

It's for your own safety. All right?

I'm sorry.

When are you coming home?

I'm not.

Not yet.

I don't remember agreeing to this in our vows.

Yeah, well, I did agree to protect you.

OK, cool. We'll go with that.

OK, you do you and I'll do me and we'll just leave it at that.

- Babe, come on. - What?!

Are you gonna answer that?

Just give me a minute.

Yo, Mikey, what?

- I got problems, man. - Yeah, go on?

I'm sending you a photo of a loose end that needs tying up.

- Who's this girl to you? - Her name's Jodie.

She's trouble, right? That's' all you need to know.

I want everyone looking for her.

The bitch should be half way to Amsterdam by now.

- Amsterdam? - Yeah, my mother's got a business out there.

If she talks, I'm fucked.

We're all fucked. Straker's boys are looking for her, too.

All right, so what do you want?

I want her dead.

Yeah.

Babe?

Hmm?

You going?

- You know I haven't got any choice. - Just go!

I love you.

- Tell the girls as well. - Yeah.

Yo! How much, baby?

You could not afford me, honey.

- What's going on, bro? - Get in the car.

- You good? - Yeah, man.

One of them girls Paige was talking to,

- she's in trouble. - What kind of trouble?

- Mikey put a hit out on her. - Jesus!

I think she's hiding.

If she talks, she implicates the Markides in a world of shit.

Yeah.

You get it.

I'm not getting it. You get it.

Go on. You found her?

Yeah, we've got her. She's just checked into a hostel in north London.

- You lot are good! - Please find her, guys.

She's young and vulnerable.

Go on.

Jodie?

Paige's friends.

I need you to open up.

She's in there.

- Police! - Oi!

What are you running for?!

Come here!

Stop running.

- She's strong! - What's going on?

Hey! Hey! Hey!

What are you doing?! I told you we're Paige's friends. All right?

- We've come to get you out of here. - Why is he grabbing me?

'Cos you're kicking and screaming.

- How about a thank you. - Paige, we got her.

Jodie, it's Paige. Don't worry, these two are going to look after you.

All right? Now, calm down.

- You don't look like police. - Oh, my God!

- Why does everyone say that. - I don't know.

It's starting to upset me.

You OK, Jodie?

Not really. How often do people try to kill you?

You'd be surprised.

There's a car following us.

I know.

Pull over! Pull over!

- What you need? - Pull over! Give us the girl!

- We'll take it from here. - No, we'll deal with it.

Straker sent us to get her!

Bro? Listen to me. Just...

Just...

We don't like being followed.

Go.

Bruv, let me talk to you.

Stay here.

Brother, what's wrong with you?

You lost your shit out there! Bullets everywhere!

Two tyres was enough.

Bro, I mean, look, what were we supposed to do?

Let 'em take her and drive all the way back to Mikey's.

They want her dead.

If they want a body... we give it to them.

We dealt with that problem you had. She was hard to track down.

I took some pictures.

That what you wanted, yeah?

Uh-huh.

Yeah, man.

- Oh, shit! Here we go. - Step back.

- Who do you think you are?! I'll cut you! - What the fuck are you doing?

- Knife crime t'ing. - It's epidemic.

They know my family. You don't embarrass me.

Sit down.

Sit down.

Sit down.

- Is he angry? - Seems it.

Right, erm, what the fuck is going on?

These two dicks shot up their car.

They barely got out before the police showed up.

They rode up on us. I didn't know who they were.

They could've been Brandon's killers.

And I wasn't taking any chances.

What does it even matter? We did what you asked anyway.

You're safe here.

Jodie, I only want to help you.

Please tell me what you know.

Me and Leanne worked together.

Straker would send us out to meet clients.

Well, this one guy...

Fucking weirdo!

He made us do stuff.

Dark stuff.

And Leanne resisted, so...

... he strangled her!

And that woman...

- Elena. - Elena Markides?

She said she'd clean us the mess because he was a big punter.

Look, they proved themselves, man.

- To who? - To me. Who else fucking matters?

And they cleaned up your mess.

Listen... I didn't wanna do it, I did. It's not my style.

But when I'm in, I'm fully in.

You wanna work with us or not? Make up your mind.

We're not hanging about for scraps.

Go and pack your bags.

Tomorrow afternoon, we're off to Amsterdam

and I'm gonna show you boys how we really do this shit.

You're gonna love my mum's club.

I just wanted a better life.

I thought we were gonna be models. I didn't know that...

Straker was sending girls abroad to work.

- I just don't wanna be next. - Hey.

OK, you won't be.

All right?

We have a witness to the murder of Leanne Hadley.

They're willing to testify that Elena Markides covered up that murder.

All part of the service she offers her favourite clients it seems.

- Now, that's customer care. - On top of that,

we suspect that Elena is running a sex trafficking ring from Amsterdam

And, news just in, our boys have got an invite.

And you lot are gonna go to provide backup.

- What about Alex? He's the real power. - Yeah, we'll get him.

But if we have to start with Elena, so be it.

Priority, rescue those girls. Come on, get moving!

Don't think it's going to be all work, boys.

We're gonna get fucking lit!

What the... ?!

Uncs, what you doing?

I thought I would come along to oversee business.

Consider me as a safety net.

Fuck me!

After you.

Great to see you all again.

I'm glad you boys could join us. I continue to hear good things.

Now, to business.

The Lius, they're a family outfit like us,

made their money in Hong Kong.

They're new buyers and big players and they pay well.

We've asked for six months up front,

at which point we hand over the first tranche of girls.

Initiative at its finest.

Right. In the morning, we prepare for the deal.

Right, let's go see some booty before we open.

Yeah!

Where's my gorgeous boy. Hmm?

Why are you really here, Alex?

I'm just here to make sure everything runs smoothly.

It will.

If I thought it was worth it, I would have told you.

It's always worth telling me.

Boys!

Eyes on, yeah?

Yeah, man.

Oh, my eyes are on!

How about we sample some of the girls we're shipping out?

She's keeping 'em somewhere safe for the moment.

Maybe later, yeah?

How you been, girlie?

Whoo!

Listen, it's been really great talking to you.

Like, so good, but I think you need to go.

Hey, yo, P.

Whoo!

- Yo, P! Yo! - Hmm?

What's wrong with you, man?

You're acting like you ain't seen titties before.

- Listen, I'm gonna follow Alex. - Yeah.

You stay here. Don't forget to check in.

- All right. - All right?

- Yeah. - You got it?

Yeah. Yeah.

Check in. Check in.

Whoo!

- Who are we waiting for again? - Captain Jenchen.

She's the Dutch team's version of Tanner.

- Miss Tanner. - Miss Jenchen.

Have the team brought you up to speed on our Markides case?

Yes. You've stolen money from the police for them, covered up a murder

and helped them traffic young women to Amsterdam,

all without getting any closer to bringing them down.

Well done, you.

- Well, we've got something for you now. - I am listening.

Our undercover officers are privy to one of their upcoming deals.

We've given them a wire.

We'll record it and then we'll find the girls find.

- Find? - We haven't got their location yet, but we will.

Don't underestimate us.

- Believe me, I've been here before. - We know what we're dealing with.

I hope for your sake, you do.

- A question for you. - Hmm?

What do you really think happened to Brandon?

Mikey killed him.

Out of jealousy because Brandon was loyal to me.

You?

Pretty much the same.

- You wanna drink? - Sure.

Everyone, Bish has checked in. All good.

What's up?

Pike's missed his second check-in.

I let it go, it could have been an accident,

but he should have made contact by now.

Well, Bish's been fine. Probably got no signal.

Give me 30 minutes. Let us know.

Yeah, OK.

- So, man, we good? - Yeah. Yeah, good, man.

Girl troubles and that.

Always is, man. Always is.

That's why I don't stick to one.

Fuck it! Just pick one of these.

No, no, I'm all right, man. I'm good.

I know what you need, son.

This shit'll make you feel better.

Bruv, I don't really party like that, you know?

I'm more into the alcohol.

Shut up, man. Take the knife.

I don't get down like that. It's not my thing.

What, you a fed or something?

Take the knife.

What you talking about fed? What's the matter with him?

I reckon he might be a fed, you know?

Well, if you ain't a fed, then why ain't you doing a line?

It's just a line, bro.

Are you being serious?

Do the fucking line!

What?

Look at you! You ain't a fed!

- Good, no? - Yeah. Look at his face!

You're gonna be on a wave soon, boy. Come on though.

Can't believe you made me do it.

What about you?

What's your story?

I was in the system till I was 14.

Used to get arrested just so I could talk to someone.

Then I was bounced around from house to house and eventually I just...

I just did what I had to do to survive.

My father ran drugs...

... and decided his children would too.

So...

I also did what I had to do to survive.

I still do.

I guess, we just play the cards we're dealt.

Cheers to that.

You better go and have some fun with the boys.

Leave me to my beauty sleep.

Thanks.

Whoo!

- What? - I need a picture with ya. Come.

- Nah. - Come on.

With this in the background. Come on, man.

- You're loose, man. - You're crazy.

You're crazy!

What the fuck are you doing here?!

You haven't checked in for over two hours.

- What? - Yeah. Now I see why.

- Have you done any work tonight? - Look, it's all part of process.

- It's not just fun and games, you know? - What you saying, man?

- I'm good. - Whaa! Who's hot sauce, T?

Who is she, Tyrone?

Yes!

Boy! Boy!

- Fucking hell! You was in! - You see that?

You're too much tonight, brother.

Let's chat to some girls, man.

How's it going, bro?

- Listen. - Yeah.

We're gonna talk about this tomorrow, man.

- What? - You know what.

Scooch!

Come on, get over here, mate. Get over.

Let's party tonight, boys!

I'm glad your head's hurting.

All over Mikey's Instagram playing a fool.

- What if someone ID's you? - I'm just playing along.

Do you know how hard it is

- to maintain the cover like that. - Yeah.

You think I want to be there sniffing cocaine and them things?

Did you have to squeeze Scooch's batty like that?

- It's work. - Work?!

- You know, I'm a family man, right? - Yeah.

If didn't even feel the batty.

You squeezed it so good, I felt it and I was 10 feet away.

Listen, I think you're starting to enjoy this a little too much.

Just remember, this is work, not Enjoyment Town.

All right? Yo, put the wire on, they're coming.

They've arrived. Stay sharp.

And make sure we're covered.

We'll show pictures of the girls first, then agree the money.

I don't trust the Lius.

- Gentlemen, everything good? - Yeah.

- How old? - 18.

18.

- 16. - This one?

Very nice, very compliant.

She's one of our favourites.

- Cup size? - 32B.

Great looker.

- This one. How old? - This one here?

16. I can personally vouch for that unit.

- Very lively. - This service is just the beginning.

We can provide a steady stream of girls.

- 20 units, maybe... maybe more. - But it comes at a price.

- Each unit... - Money's no issue.

- Transport is our concern. - Leave that to us.

Who is he?

He?

Where were we?

If we provide safe passage, price per unit goes up.

- There. - This one.

- You got any real young? - Enough!

- Argh! - Alex!

I am the person

who has the final say in this family.

Whatever deal you agreed with my sister is dead.

- Just like that. - Just like that!

Argh!

This family... only stays above ground

- because we stay under the radar! - No!

- We had a good deal with them. - Shut the fuck up, Mikey!

You're not the future of this family.

In fact, you are a stain!

It's a nasty business and attracts a lot of attention.

Why did you wait until now to kill this deal?

Because you have forgotten your place

and needed to learn a lesson.

One that you will remember.

Move them out of your apartment

and cut them loose.

I have four properties listed for Elena Markides,

two clubs, a sauna and her apartment's about three miles away.

- That's gotta be the place. - Well, let's do it.

Well?

OK, let's go.

Bro, can you understand a word that they're saying?

No.

You never learned anything from sleeping with that Greek girl?

- Nothing I can repeat, bro. - Well, that's settled, then.

The deal's back on. Patrick's moving the girls to the westside docks.

- Mikey will go and meet him there. - Alex said no deal.

I'll take care of Alex.

- Come on, boys, let's go. - All right, man, I'm just gonna go toilet.

Come on.

Shh! Shh!

It's Bishop.

You're on loudspeaker, mate.

Did you get that?

They've moved the girls and they're still doing a deal.

- Mikey's gonna be at the handover. - OK. Bish, did they say where?

Westside docks.

Bro, they're moving the girls, we need to do something.

If they get on that boat, they're never coming back.

Bruv, you don't break your cover.

Here we go.

- Come on! - Argh!

Armed police! Don't move! Don't do it!

Go! Go!

Come on!

Argh!

Bro, I don't know who to shoot anymore.

- Just keep missing, yeah? - Miss?! I'm a good shot!

- Keep missing! - Go! Go!

- You all right? - Yeah.

Come here! Come here!

He's taken a hostage! Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

- Let the girl go! - Put the gun down!

Gun down!

Yo!

Babe, it's gonna be OK. It's gonna be OK.

- Hand her over. - Don't move!

Gun down! Hand her over!

Chantelle, it's gonna be OK.

Do yourself a favour...

turn round... and walk away.

Patrick, you don't wanna do this. Right, hand her over.

What you gonna do? You gonna shoot?

- Eh? - It's OK.

You'll kill your little friend here.

You've got nowhere to go, mate. You've got nowhere to go.

Hand her over.

- Eh, kid? - You all right, Bish?

I always knew there was something wrong with you.

- When Mikey finds out... - Who's gonna tell him, you?

- One more step. - Never gonna happen, mate.

Chantelle, keep looking at me.

It's OK.

Five men dead, including our suspect Straker

and two of our own. It's a mess.

It's what you get for working with amateurs.

Top priority are the Markides.

I have a team out looking for Mikey and we have to get Alex.

Did you hear that? They're gonna go after Alex.

Yep. We can't let them do that, bruv.

- If they lift him, the case is dead in the water. - Agreed.

We need to get him out of here now.

See you in a bit, we've got some paperwork to do.

Come on. If we move fast, we should be OK.

I can't just move fast, I'm getting old.

Well, I don't want you to get old in prison.

Hey.

Thanks for coming back, others wouldn't.

We're not home yet.

Yo, I think we need to go, you know.

Hey, come on. Come on.

- Hey, bro. - Yeah?

- You know all the times I told you not to drive fast? - Yeah?

Drive fast.

Alex, Dezzy's waiting at the Noord market.

He's gonna get you home.

- Yo! Yo! - Get out the way! Get out the way!

Get out the way!

Feds! Feds! Feds!

Back up, back up, back up, back up!

You drive as reckless backwards as you drive forwards!

- Watch the bike! - Hold on!

I knew we shouldn't have come here. I blame you for this.

- Blame me?! - Yeah, I blame you.

Left, left, left, left!

- Straight! - Nah, I'm going left.

- I said straight! - I'm going left!

Whoa!

Ah, great Yeah, "I'm going left. I'm going left."

I can't see anything! Get out the window!

- No way! - We'll be going in the canal, bruv!

- Concentrate on the road! - I'm driving!

Maybe not the best time for this!

- All right, take a right now. - What now?

- No, now! - OK.

Yeah, good, good, good!

Keep going.

- Take a left, all right? - Left or right?!

Left!

Yeah, right!

- There! - No!

- All right, go, go, go! - Let's get out! Let's get out!

Dezzy, wait for us. We're on foot now.

Come on, come on, come on!

Come on! Come on, come on, come on!

Come on!

Out the way! Out the way!

Go!

Come on!

Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Go, go, go! Come on!

Come on!

Come on!

Hey.

- They're close! - Get in! Get in!

- Where's Elena? Mikey? - They made it out, Alex.

- Get in! Get in! - The train, man!

Go!

- Oh! You good? - Yeah, man.

I'm too old for this.

Yo! What? What's up?

- Yo! - Drop your weapons!

Hey! What?

What's wrong?

You are surrounded!

Weapons down, now!

- Whoa, guys! - Whoa! Stop! Lower your weapons.

Stay where you are. Don't move.

Weapons down. Hands up, now!

What now?

You reckon we made the right choice?

I don't know, man, but I think we're in trouble.

Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

I wanna speak to your supplier.

You want me to cut myself out of me own deal?

Cheers.

- Bish! - Yo!

Some people don't know the meaning of the word "loyalty".

Anyone in particular?

You'll see.

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