All language subtitles for The.Intent.2016.PROPER.1080p.WEBRip.x264-RARBG

[music playing]

[man] As a child,

I always knew
I'd hold a gun one day.

My dad had a gun,

so, it was only right
I had a gun.

I knew
I'd be around bad people,

who did bad things.

People who killed, stole,
sold drugs for a living.

[gun clicks]

It was in my DNA.

It was in my blood.

My mama always says,

people in life
are born with the intent.

[gunshot]

[music playing]

♪ Are you ready

♪ That track, that track,
that track, that track ♪

♪ That track, that track,
that track, that track ♪

♪ That track, that track,
that track, that track ♪

[man]
As I became a man,

I cherished the merits of
being a player within a team.

I moved from Birmingham
to London,

and became part
of the TIC crew -

the strongest squad
out of South London.

Our rivals were called
The Clappers.

Meet Hoodz,
the captain of the TIC crew.

And this is G Money,

the leader
of The Clappers crew.

This is me, Gunz.

But if you know me,
like the police,

you refer to me
by my government name -

you can call me
Lee Biggings.

My father always says,

without good opposition,

you can never
truly be great.

[radio host]
Out to the 357,

the 209,
Macie Lay on Twitter,

Josette171 on Twitter,

you are rocking with E-Plus
across the capital,

on Big Change Radio...

What you seen?
Bust that case yet?

Yeah, man, that little
dickhead case pending still.

Man, bust that.
Be nice, now.

Fuck that friendship, man?

You know me, fam.

I can't even lie, brother.

I have to take her to dinner
to Norblom or them thing.

Paying for the pussy
once again.

Man, this bitch
thinks she's Kim K.,

talking shit 'bout
she only fucks footballers

and bankers
and all that, bruv.

She wasn't trying that shit
when I was beating her

on my sofa.
[grunting]

All up in it, cuz.

Hey, fam?

-See them two youths there?
-Yeah.

These little dickheads fucking
licked ten bags yesterday.

So?

So, they goin'
in our fucking jewellers, bruv.

Forget all that shit, man.

We don't got time
for that bullshit.

-You got your shank on you?
-Yeah.

Then we're gonna catch up
with them, my brother.

I went to school with them,
you get me?

[Hoodz] Yo, fam.

My man, Hood.

The same, fam.

[Man 1] What go, my brother?

The shit that ends
doin' my thing, innit?

-[Man 1] Uh.
-[Hoodz mumbles]

My niggas.

Shit, long time no see, family.

Yeah, man,
you're just artists shining,

-doing it thick, nigga.
-Come on, you know what we do.

We've been doing this,
my brother.

You know me from young, fam.
Come on, my bro.

Yeah, your man licked
ten bags yesterday.

Ten bags?
Yeah, I got ten bags,

but that's light change some.

Light change, you know?

[mumbles]

[man 2]
Yo, man, you all right?

He's good, man.
He's good, fam. He's good.

So, what's this
new thing about?

Come on, my brother,
you know I've been doing this

-since Aqua-monsters.
-I know, fam.

I need to get me one of them.

Let me try it on, I'm trying
to be like you, man, fam.

What you saying?
You want to try this on?

Let me try it on, fam.

You know what,
you say you're my brother?

I'm gonna let you do your thing.

Yeah?

Be careful with that, though,
my brother.

-Cool as fuck.
-Yeah?

-It's bullshit.
-What's in your pocket, bruv?

What,
you're gonna shank me?

Is that what
you're doing, bro?

Is that what you're doing,
my brother?

Brother, are you going
to shank me?

Is that what
you're gonna do, yeah?

Is that what you doing?

You're letting your brother
violate like that, Hoodz?

Run that chain, bro.

[man 1] Give him the chain.

Cuz?

Yeah?

All right,
I see what's going on here.

-Yeah?
-[mumbles]

I'll see you around, bro.

Daniel and Leon.

[car engine starts]

[chuckles]
What's goin' on boys?

Now, you two, though,
stop knocking my mum's door

like you want a fetch, dog.

You're on the couch, bro.

[man]
How you doing, man?

All you men do,
watch cartoons and things.

All that, man,
we've been watching Ben 10.

-[all laugh]
-Ben 10, you know that.

I wanna say, you know,

while you's in there watching
fucking cartoons like nerds,

mine's just had
a little feud, bro.

[man] What feud?

You know Daniel and Leon,
bro, from school?

Dan and Lee?

Robbed them quick, before
they licked the post office.

You, man, are cold.

Ain't gonna lie, though,
them men have been

eating food
for the last couple of weeks.

We need
to get on that way.

[Man]
Shut up, D'Angel, man.

-What you mean?
-What?

You want to do robberies
like them dumb mutes,

and get big birds.
[chuckles]

You want to let them youngers
stunt on us, bro?

Wait, I ain't even gonna lie,
though.

My baby mama's brother,
he comes in the yard

putting food on the table,
P's on the table -

got me feeling like
some little man, bro.

Corner shops don't have money,
though, man.

Course they do.

What are you talking about, fam?

They have fucking ten bags--

Corner shops don't have money.
You men are stupid.

It's the banks, man.

Look,
they had ten bags on them.

And we just fucking robbed them
quickly like that, two bags.

And they want to fucking
pussy over, brother.

If they can do that,
course we can, bro.

You know what,
I'm feeling that plan still.

Fucking corner shops, man.

Ain't we meant to be
getting back in the dog game?

Got plans, bro,
everyone wants to be

in a fucking dog game,
but right now,

we ain't got no P in it.

Get me,
I'm not on this tick thing, bro.

I'm about whatever
you're about, brother.

You know what?
I'm on it, cuz.

I'm game.

[Hoodz]
Mitch, what you saying, fam?

You know me, man.

I'm happy selling
my small bags of weed.

Fam, stop being a pussy, fam.

-What's wrong with you, cuz?
-[sighs] Yeah.

In and out, Mitch, trust me.

Fat man doing the girl, fam.

But you don't fuck girls
anyways, so.

[all laughing]

This weed here, Mitch?

-Forget about it.
-Bro, don't throw nothing.

That is my work, man.
This my business, you get me?

It's dead anyway,
that ain't even allowed, cuz.

[all laugh]

[music playing]

♪ Are you ready?
Turn the fuck up ♪

♪ I hope
the Lord forgives me ♪

♪ Eyes low, blowing trees

♪ I hope
the Lord forgives me ♪

♪ White girl from overseas

♪ I hope
the Lord forgives me ♪

♪ She wants that Mike GLC

♪ I hope
the Lord forgives me ♪

Get on the ground!

Fucking stop moving.
Don't fucking...

[mumbles]

Don't fuck with me!

-[all yelling]
-[Mitch] Hurry up.

Open the till.

Open the fucking till!

[Mitch] Hurry up!

-Come on, hurry, man.
-Shut up and wait, man.

There's nothing here, man.

Jackpot.

Let's go, let's go,
let's go, let's go.

Police! Fuck, it's the police!
Come on!

-Hey, did you press the alarm?
-I didn't press anything!

You fucking pressed
the alarm.

-Don't.
-It's the police, let's go!

Nae...Naeema?

[gunshot]

[gasps]

[screams]

[police sirens]

[sound muted]

[muffled crying]

♪ Are you ready?

[music playing]

[Hoodz]
That's like, 40 bags, bro.

-[D'Angel sighs]
-40 bags.

In and out like that, bro.

Told you, didn't I?

Mm.
You know what we like.

What the fuck you looking at,
Mitch?

You didn't have to kill her,
though, man.

You said
no one would get hurt.

Bro,
she pressed the fucking alarm.

You shot her!
You said she was on holiday.

-Fuck you, man!
-I'll fucking shoot you.

What the fuck
is wrong with you?

Yo, Hoodz,
chill the fuck out, bro.

We're family, fam.

We've got 40 bags here, bro.

What's wrong with you lot?

[mutters]

Look, I, I didn't mean
to shoot her, innit.

Look, I told her don't move,
and she pressed the alarm, man.

Fucking liar!

You don't understand -

every police in the country
is gonna be looking for us.

Hoodz, Mitch is right, you know.

This murder shit ain't no joke.

Niggas need to lay low,
and let this shit blow over.

[D'Angel]
We all had our mask on,

all had our gloves on.

Yeah? Police ain't finding
no one, fam.

Do you know what I'm saying,
Mitch?

You're good, fam.

Yeah, Mitch, man,
we're good, bro.

Come on, man.

Hold it down, man.
Count some P's, man.

Go spend that,
it's better than fucking selling

that shit weed, man,
you used to sell, yeah?

I'm out, man.

Say a few, man.

Hey, Mitch,
you're my family, man.

You know
I'd never shoot you, man.

-[door closes]
-He'll be all right, man.

Why are you always on your
fucking phone, Gunz, man?

We just lifted 40 bags, bruv.
Who the fuck's so important?

Just trying to tap
some of these hens, G.

Don't worry about it.

Are you fucking mad?

Am I the only one who wants
to go spend this money?

What, are we going out
or what, man?

Let's do it.

Come, man.

[Reporter]
In the last few weeks,

there's been a rise
in armed robberies

around
Southeast London area.

The gang responsible are said
to be targeting corner shops,

post offices,

and anywhere that has a sizable amount of cash on-site.

[buzzing and ringing]

[speaking Urdu]

May your mum rest in peace, huh?

I'm going to sell the shop,

and we're moving back
to Pakistan.

-But Dad...
-But Dad, nothing, Naeema.

We have to go back.

[Mitch muttering]

"Thou shalt not be afraid
for the terror by night.

Nor for the arrow
that flieth by day."

[echoes]
Flieth by day.

"Nor for the pestilence
that walketh in darkness,

nor for the destruction
that wasteth at noonday."

[echoes]
At noonday.

"A thousand shall fall
at thy side,

and 10,000
at thy right hand."

Naomi.
Naomi.

Yeah?

-How are you?
-Good.

-How's your mum?
-She's good.

She told me to tell you

that she's picking me up
at 5:00.

That's fine.

-Daddy?
-Yeah?

You need
to come to church.

Why?

Well, because
Pastor Sam's asking for you.

[sighs] Why do you like church
so much?

Because it's fun,

and people
care about you there.

Come on, let's play.

Daddy, look at me.

Careful.
You don't want to fall.

You don't want
to climb this high.

[Gunz]
Mitch went AWOL

after the first
corner shop robbery.

But as for me, Hoodz, and
D'Angel, we just carried on.

We were making more money
than we thought

we'd ever seen
in our lives.

Open the fucking till!

[Gunz] But Hoodz was
possessed with the greed.

He had us doing robberies
every single day.

But in the end,
he showed no remorse

for the people
he was killing.

Everyone
get on the fucking floor!

Where's the money?

You fill that.

[Gunz]
Before I met these guys,

I've never seen no one
get shot before.

I wondered if they'd notice
I'd never shot nobody.

[Man] Yo, Money.

Your cousin Daniel's here,
you know.

-Bring him in.
-Yo, you, man, come.

-What's happening?
-What's happening?

You know when I come see you,
it's always important.

-Yeah.
-See the machines you got,

I need the biggest one.

Two of them.

Why? What's wrong?
What's goin' on?

That's not even important, man.
Just need some things, bro.

What do you mean
it's not even important?

You think I'm giving out things,

and I don't even know
what's going on?

Obviously, man's
got the drop on Hoodz,

and we need to get him now.

Hoodz? What,
you mad at Hoodz new team?

Who the fuck is this here?

Hold on,
don't worry about that.

What you mean Hoodz?
You scared of him?

Grab two chairs,
let's have a drink,

and talk about this, yeah?

You told me your cousin
owns this thing,

and he wants to have
fucking tea and biscuits.

Hey, G, are you gonna give me
any things or not - yes or no?

Relax, everyone's just
acting on emotions.

Getting all angry
and running around

shooting up the place.

It's about strategy, man.

Grab some chairs,
let's have a drink.

I got a strategy.

A way we can get Hoodz
better than any way

you was thinking, yeah?

Hey, G, this better work,
you know.

Trust me.

When are we gonna eat, man?
I'm starving, bro.

Don't know, bro.

We can have some Caribbean.

Tomatoes and peas
and stewed chicken or something.

What about some Chinese?

This guy, bro,
he takes so long, fam.

Like, he's always, oh, yeah,
can we do this, we'll do that.

Got man waiting around.
Look, there he is.

Always on some long thing.

You always take long, man.

[Hoodz] I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know.

What's good?

Say, any of you men
heard from Mitch?

Mitch? No, fam.

That Miss Anne shit
must've got to him, bro.

He ain't built
for this shit, man.

Should've just left him
selling his bullshit weed, fam.

Fuck that.

Look, there's a million
pile of cash in there.

-Yeah?
-That's one more fucker

we ain't got to share
the money with.

-Fuck Mitch.
-Fam, where the fuck

did you get
that information from?

I'm on the roads.
You know, man.

Hoodz, I've been on the roads
a long time, fam.

I've never heard
about a million pound

being in a place
like this, cuz.

D, the money's in there,
we're here.

Come and do this.

Oh! Oh!

Look, we're gonna hit
the middle,

-but D, you hit the office.
-Where's the office?

It's on the right side,

but be careful
when you go in there.

-Yeah?
-Cool.

[gunshots]

[gunshot]

-[gunshot]
-[groans]

[gunshots]

[Hoodz]
Yo, D, come on!

Hey, you, man, come!

Move, man.

Hurry, man.

[beeping]

-Here we go.
-Go on, Gunz. This shit.

All right.

Big Gunz in the house.
D, how much is it?

Fuck that, how much is it?

Come on,
come on, come on!

-You won't fucking believe it.
-Come on!

-Mil and a half.
-Mil and a half!

-And we got that weed.
-Holy mad, cuz!

Hoodz, you're coming like
some god right now.

Fucking hell, fam.

We got a lot of fucking cash
right now, brothers.

Somebody's gonna be
real pissed.

It's a whole lot
of fucking money,

and a whole lot of dope.

What are you talking about?
Nobody coming for us, bro.

If you're packing up dues
for 1.5 million pounds,

and 50kgs of coke,

what would you do?

Your name's Gunz.

D, tell him what
we got plenty of.

Guns.

It's a whole lot of money,
you know,

and a whole lot of dope.
I know that.

Bottom line is,

no one's coming for us,

and even if they are
coming for us,

like they fucking say
in the movies,

Man, I'm a bad man, see!

[laughs]

We need a fucking name
for this team.

-T-I-C.
-[coughs]

The sky, bro.

Tic?

Fuck.
Show me the sky, bro.

You're making me choke
on my spliff, bro.

[coughs]

Fucking not tic, man.
Not fucking tic, like tick.

Like T-I-C, fam.

What's that stand for?

Thieves in the Community, bro.

We're like fucking Robin Hood
out here, cuz.

Merry Men making
this fucking money, cuz.

I love that, I love that.

-We got...
-TIC, fam.

Fam,
Thieves in the Community.

Course we are, bro.

-[D'Angel and Gunz] TIC.
-Come on.

[All]
TIC. TIC.

T-I-C! T-I-C! T-I-C!
T-I-C! T-I-C!

♪ I put Mum through
some rainy days ♪

♪ But I'mma make her proud,
I promise ♪

♪ All of my fans
that show me love ♪

♪ Never let them down,
I promise ♪

♪ Ooh, I fell in love
without love to give ♪

♪ Before I die,
gotta buy one ♪

♪ I promise

♪ And anything I promise,
I'mma do ♪

♪ You know me

♪ And I mean,
I'm keeping them promise ♪

♪ Look,
I'm sorry for the times ♪

♪ I had feds in the yard,
Mama ♪

♪ I was young,
I was reckless ♪

♪ Growing up too fast,
Mama ♪

♪ Just trying to get gwap

♪ Trying to put P's
in a pot ♪

♪ Now man, I spend G's
on a watch ♪

♪ Man, I make P's
when I floss ♪

♪ Foot down in a foreign,
I've got ♪

[engine revs]

♪ I don't like Air Ones

♪ So you won't see me
force it ♪

♪ Too much creases, dog

♪ See him in a lambo
or I might Porsche it ♪

♪ Four fit things
want fuck me ♪

♪ That's what
I call forfeit ♪

♪ Nigga, you 30-something

♪ And you still shutting
drawers, that's awkward ♪

♪ Fuck rules,
I'mma make my own ♪

♪ Yeah, yeah, yeah

♪ Yo, fuck a tape
I'mma play my own ♪

♪ Skirting around,
smoking ching chang chong ♪

♪ And that's a loud pack
if you didn't know ♪

♪ Ooh, I put Mum through
some rainy days ♪

♪ But I'mma make her proud,
I promise ♪

♪ All of my fans
that show me love ♪

♪ Never let them down...

Fuck. Mmm!

Mmm, mad! You see?

You see what...

I told you they were making
mad paper, brother.

I told you, fam.
I told you.

[Man]
We need to get them, my man.

[phone ringing]

-Fuck.
-Yo, G, the phone.

Yeah, who's that?

What? Say that again.

Million.

-What?
-A million in fucking cash!

-Check this shit.
-What?

Listen!

Yeah?

All right.

That's how they're rolling,
yeah?

Nine months!

Nine months,
and not one fucking big name!

I bring you people
week in and week out.

It's you that keeps
moving the goalposts.

What,
some £10 street peddler?

Really?

What the fuck
am I paying you for?

Stop having a wank over me,
and bring me some results.

You've got six weeks.

Six weeks
to bring me the name

of the main supplier
of coke and weed

in Southeast London,
and the crew responsible

for the armed robberies -
do you fucking hear me?

And why have you not
been wearing your wire?

If you take a shit,
you wear your wire.

If you're fucking your bird,
you wear a wire.

I don't care
what you're doing.

I want to hear everything.

And here's the money
you've been asking for.

[sighs]

[Mitch] Lord, I thank you
for bringing me here today.

I thank you for restoring me
to your kingdom.

I'd like to pray
for my friends.

I'd like to pray that
at the moment,

they're still trapped
in the world,

that you will bring them
closer to you.

-[Man 1] Say it.
-[Man 2 groans]

-[Man 1] Relax, innit, yeah?
-[Man 2 groans]

-All right, yeah?
-[Man 2 groans]

-You love it? Ooh, you love it.
-[Man 2 groans]

-Do you love it?
-[Man 2 groans]

Shut up, say yes.

-Yes!
-Fucking prick.

[Man 2 wheezing]

-[Man 1] Huh?
-[Man 2 groans]

[groans]

-Okay, you're done.
-[groans]

You want more?

You're lucky, you get a little
recess for five minutes.

What go on, Hoodz?

What's going on, Hoodz, man?
Come talk to me, man.

You're looking nervous.
What's good, my brother?

-How are you, brother?
-I'm good still, I'm good.

What's all this talk
I'm hearing about

you moving
big bits now, bro?

You know that's man's world,
innit?

But that's the odd thing,
innit?

That's why we come
to see you first.

I respect it. I hear that.

Yo, Sasha?

Now, don't even look at her
like that, G.

What you can do for me -
go and check out that parcel,

make sure
everything's there, please.

-Yeah, cool.
-Yeah.

It's all legit, my brother.

Hold up,
who's talking to you?

That's my brother, Gunz.

He's cool, fam.
He's with me.

[chuckles] What?
Gunz, yeah?

So, you saying to me?
What's the damage?

What's the price
on this one?

Come on, Brownin,
you know the price.

Ah, man, I do, don't I?

But you know what
I can't get over, though, Hoodz,

is you, my brother.

Like, it is murder, right?

Stepping up in this world,
you know.

And I'm proud of you,
my brother.

But tell me one thing, though,
what's to stop me

from blowing out both of you
man's brains right now,

and just takin' all the grub?

That's not how we do business,
now, is it, brother?

Oh, mate, listen,
that's the second time

you've interrupted me,
so you're gonna have to go

and sit in the naughty corner
for a second.

Look, Brownin,
forget all that.

Look, do you want to do
the gangster thing

or do you want
to do business, which one?

Brother, we can do both,
you know?

I think you know that.

-[chuckles]
-[Sasha approaching]

Yo.

[man 2 groans]

What are you saying to me?

-Yeah, it's cool.
-Everything's good, yeah?

[zipper unzips]

Looks like
you went out all legit.

The last you might ever see
money like this, bro?

Feel it, look.

Huh?

The last you see this much
money in your life, G?

Huh? Be straight.

Nice doing business with you,
Brownin.

You're good, man.
You're good, man. We good.

Always, yeah?

Yo, Gunz,
I swear I know your face

from somewhere, you know.

Nah, G,
you don't know my face.

Fam, are you sure, though?

I'm not from the area,
so, you don't know my face.

Hm, dodgy.

All right.

[groans]

[Gunz] I wanted to puke
when I walked into

Brownin's torture den.

Even though Brownin took
an instant disliking to me,

Hoodz had my back.

Hoodz confused me.

He had his evil tendencies,

but did anything
to protect those

he considered as family.

I crossed a bridge
from friendship to family.

See that little
block there, fam?

I used to live there.

Now I live
in a fucking penthouse, fam.

See, by the time
I'm done, bro,

we're gonna have
all of this, fam.

The whole fucking thing, bro.

Boss?

What a lovely German motor.

I've been in the motor
business all my life.

Passed down
from me old man.

He taught me
all about hard grind,

putting in the work.

I've never stole anything
in my life.

Everything I've got,

I worked hard for.

So, when a group of boys,

and I say, boys,

run up in myplace,

take shit
that don't belong to 'em,

and kill people
who work for me -

well, that makes me
have a problem.

A big fucking problem.

You understand that, right?

Yeah.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Good.

I'd like to think
I'm a fair businessman, me.

So,
how about some business?

You bring me the fucking cunts
who done this.

Dead or alive,
makes no fucking odds to me.

And I'll give you,
um... 500 large.

Oh, and a box of hard food.

How's that sound?

It's done.

That's made my day,
that has, lads.

Here's a little deposit.

Nice.

Don't fuck me.

Come on, big man.

Clappers.

[music playing]

♪ Baby

♪ Baby

♪ I know some boys
who kill for that Lizzy ♪

♪ We just trying
to stay busy ♪

♪ Rotating them pinkies

♪ And my blessings go round
by 'bout 365... ♪

Give me this three set.
Everything here.

My brothers.

♪ I wanna drown
in the deep end ♪

♪ Bad mind,
we don't need them... ♪

[gunshots]

♪ Turning up
on the weekend ♪

♪ My blessings
go round 365 ♪

♪ Blowing trees
to the sky ♪

♪ They happy I made it

♪ I'm happy
I'm out here alive ♪

Get back.
Get going.

♪ Baby

♪ Baby

♪ Baby

♪ Love

♪ It's been
a long time coming ♪

♪ But I'm blessed now

♪ Blessed now,
Blessed now ♪

♪ I spent a long time running
Let me rest now... ♪

-[gunshot]
-What the fuck, man?

♪ ..but your words mean
nothing ♪

♪ I'm the best now

♪ I gave you a chance
And a way to advance ♪

♪ But you never played
Your part, what a letdown ♪

♪ Now you got me looking
To the sky like I need you ♪

♪ Now I'm whizzing through

♪ The other side
like a seeker ♪

♪ Never had the day off
Or the time for a breather ♪

♪ Who the fuck said I was
an underachiever? ♪

♪ I done this, I do this

♪ Whether a drumstick
Or acoustic ♪

♪ I put my own funds
Into music ♪

♪ They load up the gun
Then they shoot it ♪

♪ And if you don't run
Then you're stupid ♪

♪ I know some boys
Who kill for that Lizzy ♪

♪ We just trying
to stay busy ♪

♪ Rotating them pinkies

♪ And my blessings go round
By bout 365 ♪

♪ Blowing trees
to the sky ♪

♪ They happy I made it

♪ I'm happy
I'm out here alive ♪

♪ I wanna drown
In the deep end ♪

♪ Bad mind,
We don't need them ♪

♪ We celebrate
On the weekend ♪

♪ Turning up
On the weekend ♪

♪ My blessings
Go round 365... ♪

[all chattering]

♪ Why you looking me up
and down, when nigga said ♪

♪ This ain't
a stripper show ♪

♪ You're a waste and that's
As low as my knickers go ♪

♪ And fuck the bully...

[Hoodz] Make sure you give that
to your buddy.

-I will.
-And make sure

you lot remember
to go to school and all that.

Say nothin'.

-All right, man.
-You good, yeah?

You good?
You good? You good?

-In a bit, you lot, yeah?
-[Girl] See you later.

Stay safe, make sure.

[car driving away]

[muttering]

Yo.
Let me shout you back.

Long time, Jay.

-Yo, Hoodz.
-Good seeing you.

-Good.
-Is that you, fam?

-Yeah.
-Ohh!

All right, I beg you to let me
come work for you, man.

What do you mean,
work for me, fool,

-what's wrong with you?
-I could do anything, man.

I could be your sender.
I could go shopping.

Talking fam, bro, what do
you mean a sender, bro?

You're a big G, bro.
What's wrong with you?

Why are you cock-blocking me,
man?

I wanna be making paper!

I wanna have a nice car
like you.

Look, listen to me.

Just keep doing
your college thing, bro.

You're gonna get a nice job
with your team, bro.

You bang bare chicks
in this car, man.

Listen, the gal ain't college,
innit?

Look.

Take that and go get
yourself some stuff, innit.

Hoodz,
are you for real, fam?

Yes, I'm for real,
Jay.

Get out of here, bro.

-So, I love you.
-Go on, just go.

Get out of here.

Remember what I said
about college, yeah?

Yo, Ma!

Everybody's talking about

how Hoodz is riding around
in a new car.

Where'd you get money
to buy a car like that from?

It's just my car.

80 grand's worth of car
parked outside.

I mean, it's nothing.
It's just a car.

Nothing?

It is something, Dwayne.

You gonna be like that,
I'm leaving.

Leave. That's how
you're gonna come

into the house
and talk to me

after you ain't been home
for weeks?

It's you that kicked me out
in the first place.

Told me
to sort myself out.

[scoffs]
I got a job now, anyway.

Doing what?
Selling drugs?

Cause that car looks like
a drug dealer's car to me.

I don't sell drugs, innit.

So, how did you get the money
for the car, then?

It's a company car, innit.

Who's gonna pay youmoney

to drive around
in a car like that?

You know, I came here
to give this to you, you know.

-I can't take that.
-What you mean?

Do you know how hard I worked
for this money?

Doing what?

I told you
I got a new job, innit.

Doing what, Dwayne?
Doing what?

I do finance, innit, like,
I assess people's financing,

and help them
with stuff, innit.

I know your GCSE grades,
Dwayne.

Don't take me for an idiot.

Hey, you know what?

I'm gonna leave
that money there, innit.

If you want it,
you can have it, innit.

I had high hopes for you,
Dwayne.

I worked two jobs
to send you and your sister

to a good school,
and what do I get?

A drug dealer for a son.

You know what?

You can get all
the dirty money you like,

but you're still
gonna be a failure.

Close the door
on your way out.

[car beeps]

Yo.

I'm coming up.

[Gunz] I cared more
about the TIC crew

than I did
my own girlfriend.

She became more like
an interruption

to the adventures I had
with Hoodz and D'Angel.

[phone buzzing]

Hello?

Yo, Hoodz.
What's good, my G?

No, I'm out of town
for the moment, you know.

I'll be back
later this week.

All right,
give me a shout.

Yeah, sorry I've been out,
brother.

[sighs]

Babe...

when is this gonna end?

Soon, baby girl. Just have
some patience, please.

Patience?

I've been patient
for two years.

When are we gonna have
a normal life?

Come on, now, you know
there ain't no such thing,

messing with a brother
like me.

But there is, though, Lee.

Seeing each other
before and after work.

Going out on the weekends.

What about that holiday
you promised us?

When you met me,
you knew what it wasn't.

So, what did you expect
to happen, huh?

More than this, Lee.

I'm always meeting you
in random hotels and flats.

All my friends are having kids
and getting married.

There's been no progress.

Baby, baby, baby,

I'm doing this for us.

We're investing this time
into our future.

I read something
the other day.

It reminded me of you.

Never get so busy
making a living,

that you forget
to make a life.

Ohh, see you later, Lee.

[ringing]

Hello?

G Money.

Yeah, I know who he is.

He's ready to have
a friendly chat with you.

Friendly chat about what?

I got a call
from my friend, Big John.

You know Big John,
the mechanic.

Yeah, I know John, yeah.

Well, Big John's called me
and he's told me, uh...

some boys have stole
a lot of his money,

a million and a half
in cash.

Took a box of coke,
killed all his workers.

Really?

So, what's that
got to do with me?

Well, Big John
ain't too happy, innit?

He's kind of vexed.

Yeah?
All right, cool.

Well, I'd love to sit here
and chat all day,

but I got things to do,
yeah?

All right.

Don't shoot the messenger,
bro.

You know me, just doing
my bit, help the community.

Preventing any more
black-on-black crime.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I heard that
loud and clear, bro.

Loud and clear.

You take care, yeah?

Yeah, you take care as well,
yeah?

Captain Hoodz.

Sweet.

Man!

Again?

-Where's the keys?
-Have you not...?

-No, you got the keys.
-Take this.

-I'm sure you have them.
-No, you got the keys.

Hey,
what are you fucking doing?

Come on.

If you hurt her...

I should pop one in you.

Are you fucking...
are you fucking stupid?

Do you know
who the fuck I am?

Yeah, I know who you are.

All right, who sent you?

You sent me.

Fuck.

All right, look,
how about the drugs,

the dough... you keep it.

All of it.

Yeah,
that sounds like a deal.

So, we're good?

-Yeah.
-[gunshot]

John?

Help!

Please, somebody help me!

Help me!

I haven't got change,
can I give you change after?

-Yeah, that's fine.
-Cool. Thank you.

Shane, Shane, Shane.

What's good, family?

How you been?

You know I'm pissed at you,
innit?

Why?

How long
was I in jail for?

About two years.

-What, no visit?
-Shane, it even that, fam.

Couldn't even
send me a letter.

Shane, listen, yeah.

We're cousins, fam.
We're family.

I know you did time in jail
for me there, bro.

I'll never forget that, fam.

Cuz, that don't mean nothing
to me right now.

I was looking out for you,
you know.

How'd you work that out?
I'm broke!

-What's this?
-Open it.

Okay, cuzzie.

[chuckles]
Now you're talking.

Told you I was looking out
for you, fam.

You finally come through,
yeah?

You know I come through,
cuz.

On the real, though, cuz.
I know you're a barber and that,

but your headline is mad!

[laughs]

You're a joker.

Why does your girl scream so
loud when I bang her, though?

You know that's not funny,
innit.

It's funny, fam.

You know Sherene left me,
innit.

Oh!

Fam, did prison make you tense
or something?

You know I ain't beat nothing
since I come out.

-It's not funny.
-You're sick.

[laughs]

I got you, fam.
Don't watch that, cuz.

Finally made it, then.

Yeah, babes.

Been busy, you know.

It's been weeks since you say
you coming up.

I know, I know, I know.

Yo, D,
hurry the fuck up, man.

Shut up, man!

What's the matter
with your friend?

Like, you just got here.
What's the rush?

Look, this guy
just come out of prison.

He don't know
how to talk to women.

Maybe I can help him
with that.

Look, I'm unlicensed.

I ain't looking to get ship
over no dumb girls.

Look, stop fucking up
the program, fam.

-Just chill out, cuz.
-You boys coming up or what?

-Yeah, yeah.
-Come on, then.

Come and go, man.

D, you got 20 minutes,
man.

I'm unlicensed,
and I'm gone without you.

In what car, fam?

♪ Yeah,
I'm gonna do it, do it ♪

♪ I'mma do it, do it

♪ Do it, do it

♪ Uh, uh, go

♪ On your mark,
get set, this is no race ♪

♪ Did I do the lead verse

♪ She's first,
first place... ♪

So, you boys
make yourself comfortable,

and we'll be back
in a bit, okay?

All right, cool.

See now?

Yo, D,
let's get the fuck out of here.

Yo, chill, man. What the fuck
is wrong with you, man?

Where'd you know
these girls from?

Stop acting short, cuz.

I've known them
for time, fam.

Where'd
you know them from?

Been chatting to them
on Twitter for two months.

Twitter?
You're killing it, fam.

Let's get out of this.
I'm set up.

I'm getting the fuck
out of here.

Chill! What the fuck
is wrong with you, cuz?

Stop acting short, cuz.

What's your fucking problem,
bro?

♪ Do it, do it, yeah,
I'mma do it ♪

♪ I'mma do it, yeah,
I know they love... ♪

Would this make you stay,
Shane?

Twitter, fam.

♪ Yeah, I'mma do it,
Yeah, I'mma do it ♪

♪ Lights, cameras,
girls, and ♪

♪ I know your little friend
that wanna go home ♪

♪ Well, I don't see
nothing wrong ♪

♪ If you wanna go home,
but if you wanna go home ♪

♪ Why don't you
leave your friend? ♪

♪ And I know it cost,
but I got them... ♪

Hey, Gunz, it's me, bro.

Meet me at our spot
tomorrow about 6:00 p.m.

I got a little something
for us to discuss.

-Got a little meeting.
-What did you say, Papi?

Hold on a second.

Make sure you bring all
the money, yeah, make sure.

-Hello.
-Hola.

♪ I'm undercover, son

♪ I'm undercover,
no doobie ♪

♪ It's not commercial

♪ Who say
it's got to be perfect ♪

♪ And y'all hurting, that's
clear like Perspex lenses ♪

♪ And things
since I stepped in the game ♪

♪ Yeah, I move,
they know I hold the crown ♪

♪ I know they only want
to hold me down ♪

♪ But I'mma do it,
do it ♪

♪ Yeah,
I'mma do it, do it ♪

♪ Yeah, I'mma do it,
I'mma do it ♪

♪ Yeah,
I know they love to hate ♪

♪ I know they're waiting
for my first mistake ♪

♪ But I'mma do it,
do it ♪

♪ Yeah,
I'mma do it, do it... ♪

Yo, D, I swear
that was your boy.

[D'Angel] Fam,
what are you talking about?

Just wait until we get
on the motorway, brother.

Did you see,
that was Gunz?

Are you trying to say my man
roll with feds now?

Blood, I swear down,
that was Gunz.

[all chattering]

[music playing]

Who's this?

It's my brother.

[chiming]

I think I've seen him before,
you know.

He is so hot!

That's what I'm thinking.
He is sexy.

Stay away, girls.
He's trouble.

I wouldn't mind me
a bit of trouble.

You've got a man.

Let me break it down
for you girls, yeah?

Nicely.
He's my brother,

which means off-limits, like,
you're not gonna go there.

Not tomorrow, not today.

Smart thing to do,
take him off your list. Yeah?

Whatever.

[all laughing]

-Yo, yo. Welcome.
-Yeah, bro.

You sayin'?

-I'm good. These are my girls.
-You all right?

This is Naeema.

Right.

-You know Chantelle already.
-Hey.

Hey, you all right, yeah.

This is my friend
I was telling you about -

whose mum was killed.

Yeah, sorry to hear
about that.

I heard about that at home.

Yeah, it's a tough time,
but...

God will bring him
to justice.

Yeah, he definitely will.

But I'm saying, Sophie,

got some money
for you and Mum.

We still got the money

that you gave us
from last week. It's okay.

Take it.

-We don't need no more money.
-So what?

Take some more, man.

Tell Mum I'm gonna be back
on Sunday for dinner, yeah?

-[Chantelle] Bye.
-[Naeema] Bye.

-Bye. Bye!
-[all laugh]

[knocks]

Cuz, why you always
in this place, man?

You got shares in it
or something?

Shares? Mm-mm.
You just spend, fam.

Get something to eat.

I'm kind of hungry still.

Can I make an order for you?

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

I'm just here, you know?

-Man.
-What would you like?

Miss, could I get, um,
a macaroni cheese,

curried goat and rice,

some plantain,
and a Guinness punch, please.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

You ordered a lot, innit.

Come on, man, I'm hungry.

Let's say
that connect you got.

What is there, man?

The Turkish shoes have got
Westland London on smash.

I mean,
his dad got good food,

good prices.

I'm moving kind of weak
right now,

so, I can't even
talk to them.

I need you to come in.

Are you listening, fam?

Mm-hm.

You're not immune staying here.

Do you trust them?

Come on, man, it's me.

Done a two-year bit
with this.

Bro, don't question me
like this, bro, seriously.

Here's
a little sample still.

Mm.

This thing's all right.

That's what I'm saying.
So, what you saying - you in?

You know what, yeah?

This shit fucks up,
it's on you, you know?

You and me.

Bruv, did I not just do
a two-year stretch for you?

In?

What you think?

Course I'm in.

Cool.

Miss, where's my food?

♪ Watch what you plant

♪ What you reap
is what you sow ♪

♪ We are winners

♪ Winners

♪ We fight the struggles
that they give us ♪

♪ We are champions

♪ Don't fill
their prisons... ♪

[sighs]

What's wrong, D?
Talk to me.

You know what, yeah, fam?

Like, I'm looking
to go solo, fam.

I got love for Hoodz here,
but...

running into post offices,
robbing shit, fam, like,

how long can a man
do this for, fam?

Been trying to tell Hoodz,

but it's like this money
sent him on a crazy.

That's why
I brought you along, fam,

to link my cousin Shane,
you get me.

He's got a link down west.

Some Turkish shoes.
They got some good brand,

good prices and all that.

I was hoping you could set up
shop with me, you get me?

I know you're a man,
you're about your business.

You're a man
I could trust, fam.

What you say?

Sound like a plan
to me, fam.

Cool.

You know Hoodz
is gonna be pissed

when he hears about this,
though.

We gotta do
what we gotta do, family.

Time to go.

Hey, Shane.

Yo! I'm in here, cuz.

Just face it.

Brother.

-Shane, you good?
-What took you so long?

Traffic, cuz, I had
to pick up my boy, innit.

-Gunz still.
-Who, this fed?

-What'd you say, man?
-Don't listen to this guy.

This guy talk shit.

-One second.
-Dickhead.

-What's wrong with you, man?
-[phone ringing]

-Where's he?
-[Shane] Easy, man.

-He's coming.
-Yeah.

-All in the duffel, yeah?
-It's all in here, fam.

You know
I don't play games.

Cool.

[phone ringing]

Yo.

Yeah, hurry up, yeah.

All right, cool.

-Who's that?
-It's the Turkish.

Yeah?
Is he on his way, yeah?

Two minutes away.

He said
he's on a quick exchange, so,

make sure the money's right,
yeah?

Lighten up, Shane, man,
the P's are here, fam.

I'm serious.
It's all here, cuz.

Man, let me see it.

Here.

This is a fucked up place.

[gun clicks]

You smoking rocks
or something?

Trying to rob me, yeah?

Trying to rob me, Shane?

Give me the fucking money, cuz.

Nope, you ain't getting
no money, cuz.

You think
I'm playing games?

Give me the fucking money,
cuz!

Shane,
just remember something, yeah?

You're my cousin, fam.
We're family, you know.

Just know what you're doing,
innit.

Family?

You think
we're fucking family?

Man was in jail
for two years.

You didn't visit me,

you didn't send me a letter,
and you're calling me family?

Give me the fucking money
before I lick off your head.

You want money, Shane?

Here, take the P's, fam.

Shane.

[gunshot]

[D'Angel gasping]

-[gunshot]
-Ah!

[gasps]

Fucking D.

What the fuck?

[Man] State your emergency.

Man down, man down.

This is
Officer Lee Biggings.

I need ambulance
and backup now!

34 Birrial Industrial Estate.

Suspect IC3 with gunshot wound
to the shoulder

with firearms heading out
of the building now.

I need backup now!

Fuck, D!

Don't die, D.

Fuck, D!

D? D, man.

Shit!

D?

Yes, sir.

Yeah, we've cleaned up here.

I'm just gonna have a talk with
Officer Lee Biggings, sir.

Of course, sir.

Okay, bye.

So, tell me,
Officer Lee Biggings,

how did one
of your suspects,

who you've been investigating
undercover for months,

become dead
in your presence?

This is such bullshit.

I've got Scotland Yard
all over my arse,

looking to pull the plug
on this whole operation.

It's been a complete cock-up
from the start.

I need results,

not dead bodies.

I need you to bring me the
fucker responsible for this,

and the rest of them cunts,

or I'll be arresting you
for murder.

Do you hear me?

Arrest me then.

Don't fuck with me,
you little cunt.

Are you even
an officer anymore?

Is this shit
getting too intense for you?

I believed in you.

Don't fucking let me down.

[Pastor]
Peace be with you.

Thank you, Father.

Peace be with you.

Thank you so much
for doing the eulogy.

For real.
Thank you.

-Hey, Mitch. Hey, Mitch!
-Hoodz, leave it, man.

[all muttering]

[Man] Just let him go.

Where you been, bro, huh?

This bloke took ten bags
and he fucking disappears.

Now's not the time
disrespecting D'Angel's dead.

What you mean
D'Angel's dead, bruv?

If you was about D'Angel,

he wouldn't even
fucking be dead right now.

That's your problem, though,
Mitch, innit?

It's all you, you, you, you,
innit, Mitch?

Selfish.

You know what, fuck off
back to where you was, bruv.

Get out of my sight.

-[Man] Wow.
-[claps]

Wow.
Look who it is.

-The original clapper.
-Original.

What you saying?

Yo, G, I can explain, man.

Yeah? Explain what?

It's cool, it's cool, you don't
even need to explain that.

Where's the money?
You ain't got no money?

I send you on a move
to get some money,

and you ain't come back
with no money.

-A fed shot me in my arm.
-A fed?

Are you a mutt?

Who kills
their own cousin anyway?

You told me to do that.

You don't have your own mind?

Lower your tone
when you're talking to me.

Any man that kills
their own cousin

ain't a part
of this team anyway,

-cause you're a snake.
-Period.

-You're a fuck, fam.
-You know what it is?

You got heart, yeah.

You got the wrong type
of heart, bruv.

-Please, G.
-Nothing, man.

Fuck the pleasing thing,
man!

You know what,
walk outside now.

Go on out.
Walk outside now. Come on.

-G, man, please.
-Go on.

Come on.

Hey!

G, please, man.

Please.
Blacks!

I promise you, I'll get you
the money. I promise you.

G! Yo, Blacks.

G!

Please, G!

Blacks, we're family!

Family, yeah?

Only a cousin, fam.

Please!

[gunshot]

[music playing]

-To brother D'Angel.
-D'Angel.

D'Angel.

Hey, more shots coming?

Where the rest of them shots,
man?

-Hey.
-What, man?

Ain't that your sister?

Are you mad,
dancing with my sister?

Sophie,
are you fucking mad?

-What are you doing here?
-Hello to you, too.

It's a club.

What the fuck you in here
acting like some fucking slut?

Uh, excuse me,
don't talk to her like that.

You're making a scene.
Come on, get out of here.

-Hey.
-Come on.

Hey, man, come.
Hey, man, calm down.

Hey, hey,
hey, hey, stop.

That's your sister.

Come.

Are you all right?

Maybe I should go, Naeema.

All right, come on,
let's go then.

What's wrong?

-What's wrong?
-Hey.

You're gonna leave her
and relax, innit.

What's wrong with you?

No, you stay.
It's not worth the headache.

I'm not going
to be able to enjoy myself

knowing that he's here,
anyways, so, you know what?

You can stay,
I'm gonna catch a cab home

because I got work
in the morning,

and I can't deal with this.

See that guy over there
that likes you.

Fam.

Love you, bruv.

See you in a minute.

You're actually a bit
of a prick, aren't you?

I bet you're actually
quite nice.

Fuck off.

Uh, excuse me?

Hey!

Hang on.
I'm fucking talking to you,

-so listen!
-Are you mad?

You know what,
get in here.

♪ -Hey
-Do what you wanna do ♪

♪ Do what you wanna

♪ Do what you wanna do

♪ Do what you wanna

♪ Do what you wanna
Don't worry about me ♪

♪ And do what
you gotta do ♪

♪ Do what you gotta

♪ Do what you gotta do

♪ Do what you gotta

♪ Do what you gotta
Don't worry about me ♪

♪ Hey, I'm gonna be
right here chilling ♪

♪ Right here chilling

♪ It's your night
Damn right, boy ♪

♪ You'll see the thighs
in a minute ♪

♪ Thighs in a minute

♪ And I'mma do you right,
no lie ♪

♪ Promise you gonna feel
alright when you're wi' me ♪

♪ Yeah
In it ♪

♪ With them kisses,
kisses ♪

♪ Don't stress cause
it's just the beginning ♪

♪ 100%, ain't no less
that I'm giving ♪

♪ Cause you know
it's all yours tonight ♪

♪ You know
it's all yours tonight ♪

♪ You know
it's all yours tonight ♪

♪ You know
it's all yours tonight ♪

♪ Girl, don't worry
about a thing ♪

♪ Just do what
you wanna do ♪

♪ Do what you wanna

♪ Do what you wanna do

♪ Do what you wanna

♪ Do what you wanna

♪ Don't worry about me

♪ And do what
you gotta do ♪

♪ Do what you gotta

♪ Do what you gotta do

♪ Do what you gotta

♪ Do what you gotta
Don't worry about me ♪

[gasps]

Bruv,
you lost your fucking mind.

You remember
who you're talking to, bro?

Relax, and be easy, bruv.
The fuck's wrong with you?

-You know...
-[coughing]

I'll ring you back, innit.

You sure you're all right?

I'm fine.
I just drank too much.

Come, let me drop
you home, innit.

Suit your fucking self then.

I have reason to believe

that you may have
some more information

on the robberies
and the death of your mum.

I think I know who did it.

A guy named Hoodz.

Hoodz.

Part of the TIC gang?

What makes you think
he did it?

Cause I was at his house
last night.

Pardon?

I found a mask
in his bathroom.

It was the same one
used in the robbery.

And he came in
the day before.

He was asking questions
about my mum.

Have you ever seen him
with any of these individuals?

[chatter]

-Morning, officers.
-Morning.

Here to my left
is Dwayne Vincent,

also known as Hoodz.

He's the leader
of the notorious TIC gang

known for robberies,
drug trafficking -

you name it,
he's behind it.

He's also the brains
behind the operation,

and I suspect
the main shooter

in the newsagent robbery,
too.

To my right, is the wonderful
officer Lee Biggings,

also known as Gunz,
who you all know very well.

And who should be leading
this brief here today,

but has lost contact with us
over the last few weeks.

Yeah, he's on a jolly,
that's why.

[Woman] Yeah, nice work
if you can get, eh?

Yeah, absolutely.

He's not been reporting his
evidence to us or responding.

Until he does contact us,
he's now a suspect,

and needs to be
arrested on sight,

just as any other member
of the gang.

Michael Brown,
also known as Mitch.

He's not been seen
with the gang

in over nine months,
but intelligence do believe

he was present
at the very first robbery,

so, we must bring him in.

He was last seen
at Darren Anjelo's funeral.

And here
we have Darren Anjelo,

also known as D'Angel,
who is, of course, dead.

Serves him right,
the scumbag.

Nothing like a bit of karma,
eh, lads?

-Yeah, absolutely.
-Remember, officers,

these are
armed individuals.

I don't want anyone
being heroes.

Let's get these fuckers
into custody,

but be safe.

So, Sarge,
just to be clear,

if Officer Lee Biggings
is on-site,

we arrest him as well,
yeah?

Until further notice,
he's a suspect in this case,

so, you arrest him on sight,
yeah.

-Are we clear?
-Yes, Sarge.

-Yes, Sarge.
-Yes, Sarge.

[Mitch]
Praise the Lord.

[All] Hallelujah!

-Praise the Lord!
-[All] Hallelujah!

-[Man] Amen!
-As a lot of you know,

in the past,
I was involved in crime.

I was a criminal.

My friends and I
were consumed

by the desire...
of wanting what's not ours.

The world will tell you that
you need the newest trainers,

the newest chain,
the newest car.

If you're not happy
with your job, get a new one.

If you're not happy with your
girlfriend, get another one.

We're never taught
to be content with what we have.

[Woman]
Amen.

Covetousness,
or the desire

of wanting what
we do not have, is idolatry...

and... idol worship
is a sin.

[crowd murmuring]

We'd like you to accompany me
to the station.

Anything you say
may be taken down.

What?

Yo, yo,
he's innocent, you know?

[Woman] You can't do this!

[music playing]

Give it up for the DJ.

You know, on ten,

nine,

eight,

seven,

six, five,

four,

three,

two,

one!

[all screaming]

To the realest team
in this bitch.

Yeah!

I love you all like my brothers
and my sisters.

I'd die
for every single one of you,

any single time of the day.

We've had a crazy year.

-We've lost some people.
-We lost a lot.

We've also gained some people.
Come here, baby.

On the real,

I want everyone to raise
their fucking glasses

to the richest team
in this bitch.

[all cheering]

Party like you're going
to jail in the morning,

and have a blessed 2014.

T-I-C! Yah, yah, yah!

[all chant]
T-I-C! T-I-C! T-I-C!

[chanting continues]

[chanting continues]

Police, get down!

Get on the floor!
Get out of the way!

Police, everybody get down
on the floor!

Get down on the ground!

-Get down!
-Get the fuck down!

-[clamour]
-Get down!

-Get down, now!
-[clamour]

Move, move!

[door closes]

You got a thing
for putting on masks?

-We found this at your flat.
-What, this little mask?

[chuckles] What, you didn't do
Halloween this year, no?

Tell me
on February 2nd, 2013,

between 1:00 and 3:00,
where were you?

No comment.

Did you rob
Miss Anne's corner shop?

-No comment.
-Did you kill Miss Anne,

whilst
robbing her corner shop?

Guess what?
No comment.

Look, you little fucker,
I know it was you

and the rest
of them shits.

Sgt. Smith,
you arrested my client

with no solid evidence.
You have no weapon

which ties him to the
incident you refer to.

All you have is a mask.

So, why don't you do us
all a favour,

and stop wasting our time,
and let my client go.

That's okay,
you can be a smart-arse,

but we found
a million in cash,

and we'll be
holding onto that,

until you can tell us
how you came about this money.

You better hope
that none of these notes

lead back
to any of these robberies.

Or, guess what?

You're fucked!

Hang tight
about the notes.

Yeah.

[door closes]

Officer Lee Biggings,

what a pleasure
to see you.

Please tell me why
I shouldn't put you in jail?

Piss off! You and your boys
almost killed me last night.

Because you're a suspect.

Suspect?

Let me ask you a question.

What part of undercover
don't you understand, huh?

I'm not always able
just to respond to you

when you want me to.

I was this close to bringing
down the whole operation,

and you fuck us,
coming to arrest us,

two days before we planned
to do our biggest robbery.

You cop wankers couldn't
just wait for me to come in,

and deliver my evidence.

Now they know
the pigs are all over them,

you can do
whatever the fuck you want.

You ain't even got the gun
that killed Miss Anne!

And Hoodz was just about
to bring me to the new base,

where he keeps
all the firearms.

Because of you fuckers,

no base, no firearms.

Look, okay,

without your evidence,
we don't have anything.

We're going to have
to let them all go.

You've got one more month
to wrap up this case,

otherwise,
your job and my job are over.

Scotland Yard don't want
to hear any more shit.

Someone's got to do time
for Miss Anne's murder.

[Gunz] Hoodz had become
more like a brother to me.

But as an officer,
I had an obligation

to enforce the law.

Or do I?

Fuck's my money
and my food, bruv?

-Tomorrow.
-Tomorrow?

Where the fuck is the money,
blood? Huh?

Hey, Blue, man.

-Fucking pissed me off.
-I'll give you money tomorrow.

-Ah!
-What the fuck, man?

Listen, hold on,
hold on a minute.

Huh?

Where the fuck's my money,
bruv?

-Where the fuck is my money?
-Get off of him.

Get the fuck off him!
Relax, bruv.

What's wrong?
Relax, bruv.

He owes us fucking money,
bruv.

-Cuz, he owes me dough.
-What you mean?

He owes me dough, innit.

You owe them money
or what?

-Yeah, man.
-Hey, speak up.

-Yes.
-Run by my P's, blood!

How much money
does he owe?

Owes me a couple bills,
innit.

You're fucking lucky,
blood.

Yo, what'd I tell you
about staying off the roads?

-Fucking know!
-Is that your new origin?

Yeah, he's with me, man.

-Take him with you. Get out.
-Fuck off!

Hoodz, see your little
fucking pussy over there.

Why are you fucking up
the youngers?

Cause they don't pay
their position.

They game the system.

Only reason they're there
is cause they know about you,

and they say to me,
"Hoodz, Hoodz,

fam, we know what
we wanna do."

-Talk to me.
-You know we're in it.

-Come on, we got that, bruv.
-Come on.

I got something.
We got you, fam.

We got you, come on,
we got you.

You've gotta listen, yeah?

-Shout at us, shout at us.
-Listen, listen, I got

-something proper for you.
-Yeah, say nothing, man.

-Give us a shout, man, yeah?
-I'll see you around.

I'll catch up with you
in a sec.

[all laugh]

Did you see your God yet?

Does he answer you
when you pray?

He listens.

When I pray,
all I hear is silence.

Maybe silence
is his response.

I'm not really down
with the whole

one-way conversation thing,
though.

Do you, like,
pray for me and Hoodz?

I pray for all of us.

Daily.

Do you think
he'll forgive us?

Word says,

"if the wicked
restores the pledge,

and gives back
what he has taken by robbery,

and lives
by the statutes of life,

not doing injustice,

he shall surely live.

He shall not die."

But even if we give back
everything we've taken...

it can't bring back
the dead.

Definitely can't
bring back Miss Anne.

Do you think
I'll go to jail?

I'm gonna make sure
you don't.

What?

Ask your God.

He might reveal something
to you about me.

Something about you
is funny, fam.

He's good, man,
I'm telling you.

You know how much moves
I've done, man?

Something about it, no.

[footsteps approaching]

No, fam.

What the fuck's this now,
Hoodz?

They are reinforcements, innit.

For what?

Come on, fam,
you're acting like

you don't know the team's
not mad weak right now.

Y'know my cousin, Fire,
this his bruvva Blue innit.

-Welcome, brother.
-Cool.

You know me,
I only fuck with the family.

So,
where does that leave me?

But you're my family, no?

We're not brothers, no?

I ain't gonna talk shit
to you, man.

No more fucking face
right now.

The feds have got all my P.

All of it.

I need to do a move now.

You need to lower
all of that shit, man.

It's raving, fam.

Lower all of that shit?

Fuck that, look.

If the feds had anything,
my man,

where would we be right now,
Gunz?

I'm just not feeling this shit
no more, man.

-Shit's getting hot, bruv.
-Bruv, fuck that, look.

We can lit
the fucking big lawn shop

-on Mare Street.
-I'm on it.

-Shit, I'm on it.
-Course.

Last time
I scoped the place,

they got new security,
new cameras, bollards -

it's a one-way ticket to jail,
Hoodz!

Fuck's wrong with you,
man?

You men are gonna think
I'm crazy, innit?

I know
we can do this move.

If we just go link up
with them Clappers...

[Gunz] This brother's
lost his fucking mind.

Ain't that the same dudes
licked D'Angel?

No one don't know
if they licked D.

We don't know that yet,
innit.

Just hear what I'm saying,
innit.

We go and call
with the moves,

we do the move,
we get the P,

once we got the P,
we burn them.

-Whoo!
-Two birds and one stone.

-One stone.
-That makes sense.

-I'm down for that.
-Easy.

Can I just talk to you
by yourself, please?

Cuz, if your boy ain't on it,

come and do it ourselves.

More money for us, anyway.

Trust me.

[Hoodz] Hey, yeah, man,
give me a second, would you?

-Talk to your boy.
-What's wrong?

Gimme a second.

So, the police
took all of your money.

I've still got some money.

We can go away for a bit,

chill out in the sun,

get our minds right.

Think about things.

Start some legal business
or something,

like I've been telling you,
bruv.

This shit's dead, fam.

One-way ticket to jail.
I'm telling you.

Look, fuck that shit.

I'm doing the fucking move,
one way or another,

with or without you, innit.

You're either in
or you're not.

I'm in.

The fuck you doing here, fam?

You need to get off this shit.

The man came to chat to G Money
about something.

Chat to G Money about what?

-Back up, cuz.
-He's come to talk to G, innit!

Go on and chat
to your boss, bruv.

Wait here, innit.

Yo, cuz.

See what it is.
Come, innit.

Jess,
Captain Hoodz.

-I'm the big man.
-Big man.

Hey, you're the big man now,
my brother.

You sayin?
Me running?

You know me,
business, innit.

-Business?
-Get out of here, man!

Nah, nah, nah.
Go on.

You see the big lawn shop
on Mare Street?

Yeah.

I need a little help, innit.

[Blacks chuckles]

Like I see you got
nothing that'll help us.

Come on, who you
trying to kid, bruv?

You come to us for help,
yeah?

[chuckles] Come on,
my brother, get serious.

What you doing round here?
Stop being stupid.

Bro, why you wasting
your time with these men?

Do you want
to make money or not?

You're saying
you're the soldier, yeah?

Don't watch what I am, blood.

Blue,
give me a second, innit.

Yeah, Blue.

Real talk -
we don't like each other.

Why you coming in here
talking about business, fam?

Is this shit serious?

It's cool,
it's cool, it's cool.

Business, yeah? You're saying
lawn shop, Mare Street?

-Yeah.
-Go in together.

Big one!
All right, we're done.

50%, 50%.

50/50?

Business partners.

[laughs]

Business partners, 50/50.
Do you know what, yeah,

I'll give you a call,
and we'll sort this out.

You? You be good.

Always, big man.
You already know, man.

Clappers.

[G Money]
Business partners, yeah?

Fam, what are you saying?

You really trust
these brothers, fam?

Are you mad?

Come on, we're gonna
go in there, do the move,

eat our money,
then we wrap them up after.

That's why I love you.

-That TIC crew.
-Business partners.

-Come out of this place.
-What do you mean?

What do you mean,
"what do I mean"?

Come out of here, bruv.

[sound muted]

Officers,

Officer Lee Biggings
will be taking the brief today.

Hello, officers.

At approximately
2:00 pm tomorrow,

the TIC crew
and the Clappers crew

will be executing
their biggest job to date.

You'll be waiting
to apprehend them.

I'll be amongst them,

and also participating
in the robbery.

You will not arrest
any suspects

until the robbery's
been completed,

and both crews have left
the building. Is that clear?

Please remember the safety of
the public is our first concern.

We want to bring
the suspects in alive,

so, only fire as a last resort.

You're all excused.

I'm glad you're back.

I thought we'd lost you
for a minute.

What the fuck
you looking at, blood?

-Is this guy a dickhead?
-Why don't you watch

-how you talk to us?
-Bro, are you fucking stupid?

What the fuck
you gonna do about it?

Are you lot fucking babies?

We're gonna do
a big fucking move,

and you're squabbling
like fucking girls in the back.

You know the plan,
we're going in,

we're going out,
and no one don't take no moss

-till I say so.
-Bruv, who the fuck

-made you boss?
-Blacks, be easy, yeah?

Put a leash
on this fucking puppy.

Better pop him
before I start barking.

Yo, fuck all that.
Let's do this.

[G Money]
Let's do this.

-[gunshot]
-Everybody

get the fuck
on the ground, now!

Get the fuck
on the ground, now!

Don't fucking move!

-Stand the fuck up!
-Get the fuck with it!

-Get the fuck down!
-Where is it?

[all yelling]

Put your fucking hands
on your fucking head!

Hurry the fuck up.

Hurry up.
Hurry up!

Get back!

Don't fucking look at me!

-Shut the fuck up!
-Hey, shut that bitch up!

-[woman crying]
-Shut the fuck up!

Stay there.
Don't you fucking move!

Hurry up,
get it in the fucking bag!

-Hurry up.
-Hurry the fuck up!

Fucking do it!

-Hurry the fuck up.
-[woman crying]

Hurry up, man!

Hurry up!
Hurry the fuck up!

-Done?
-I'm good.

All right, let's go.

Thank you,
ladies and gentlemen.

-Let's go!
-Hurry up. Hurry up.

[all yelling]

Don't fuck with me, man.
Let's go.

Turn around, turn around.

-On the floor.
-Hey, let's go.

Back up, lay down!

-Bruv, let's go.
-Leave it.

Let's go,
let's go, let's go.

-His car is over there.
-Yeah.

-Are you coming?
-Going home.

You lot, get rid of the van
and meet us back at the place.

Yo, Blacks, come on, bruv.

Hey, man,
they got the money, you know.

Hey, cuz,
those Clapper boys

better not try nothing funny.

I'm gonna get them fads, man,
a lot of them, bruv.

Come on, man,
can we ditch these things

and go out, man?

-[Man] Freeze!
-Police! Freeze!

Down on the floor!
Hands behind your head!

-On the ground, now!
-Hands on your head.

On the ground!

All of you,
on the fucking floor, now!

On your fucking knees!

Let's go, come on, now.
Kneel.

[groans]

-Fuck!
-Hey, cuz, be easy, man.

Fuck, man.

Hey, watch how
you're handling me.

Are you fucking crazy?

Hey, bruv, I can't get hold of
them, they're hanging up.

Not even Artese is picking up
his phone, bruv.

Hey, bro, relax.

Bruv, shut up
about relaxing.

Yo, so how are we doing this?

50/50, yeah?

There's been a change of plan,
you know.

What are you talking about,
change of plan?

Blue said
they're on their way, fam.

There's a fucking change
of plan, bruv - death.

Fucking told you, bruv.

-Snakes.
-Think I don't know

you pussies killed D'Angel?

You think I'm splittin'
the money with you?

-And you?
-Yeah?

Hey, it's cool.
Don't worry, Blacks.

My man's acting like he's the
only one with guns on-site.

Walk on, big man.

-Everybody put their guns down.
-Shut the fuck up!

-Yo, just relax.
-I said shut the fuck up!

-Yo, Hoodz, put the guns down.
-Man, fuck that.

Whatever my man's paying you,
I'll pay you double.

I'm not here for the money,
I came for you.

Yo, Hoodz, man, the whole
place is surrounded by police.

Police? What the fuck you
talking about police, blood?

My name's
Officer Lee Biggings.

The fuck
you talking about, bruv?

I'm a police officer, fam.

Been working undercover
for the last two years.

Cuz, you're a fucking fed?

Please, my brother,
put the guns down.

Gunz, you're supposed to be
one of us. You're a fucking fed.

-You've gone mad.
-Let me show you my badge.

Don't fucking move. You think
I'm playing fucking games?

What are you talking about,
fam?

I told you I'd catch you
on the rebound.

[gunshot]

-[gunshot]
-Ah!

Armed police,
put your weapons down!

-Get down on the floor, now!
-Now! Get on the floor!

-Hands in the air!
-Get on the floor!

Get your hands on your head,
now!

-Get down on the floor!
-Get on the floor!

-Get down on the floor now!
-Get back!

Stay down!

[Gunz] As a child,

I always knew
I'd hold a gun one day.

My dad had a gun,

so, it was only right
I had a gun.

I knew
I'd be around bad people...

-[gun clicks]
-...who did bad things.

People who killed, stole,
sold drugs for a living.

It was in my DNA.

It was in my blood.

[gunshot]

Hey, what you doing, huh?
Stupid boy.

What have I told you
about touching my gun, huh?

Come here.

A gun is not a toy -
you understand me?

-Yeah.
-You see, policemen like me,

we have a responsibility
to carry a gun.

You know why?

Cause I use it
to help people.

You should not be carrying
anything that takes a life.

-Do you hear me?
-Yeah.

And guns take lives.

Here.

You play with this instead,
all right?

Good boy.

♪ -Are you ready?
-Savage ♪

♪ Guess who, guess where,
guess what? ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Broad daylight,
man down, headshot ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Bareface,
cameras, feds knock ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Handcuffs,
remanded, sweatbox ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Hoodz, Gunz, D'Angel

♪ Savage

♪ Shane, Teaser, G Money

♪ Savage

♪ Blue, Blacks, Brownin

♪ Savage

♪ 2 straps in a Audi

[laughter]

♪ Everyone's got
their own intentions ♪

♪ I've seen things that
no man wouldn't dream of ♪

♪ Via an actual
sleep or inception ♪

♪ Nobody's cares
round here ♪

♪ Unless care's
coming after intensive ♪

♪ Money on the mind

♪ Wwe don't need
much more of an incentive ♪

♪ TIC, who are you,
I wanna see ID ♪

♪ What do you mean
why blood? ♪

♪ -Cause you could be CID
-Trust me ♪

♪ Welcome home

♪ -Velvet rope,
-That's my dog ♪

♪ Somebody let Shane
in the VIP ♪

♪ Rich,
man don't wanna be Mitch ♪

♪ Bitch, man
don't wanna take risk ♪

♪ Scared money
don't make no money ♪

♪ That's why them niggas
ain't shit ♪

♪ Them niggas bought
chains and whips ♪

♪ Us man have got food
on planes and ships ♪

♪ Too explicit for
PG niggas ♪

♪ But man could have
gave them tips ♪

♪ I know wicked
and greasy niggas ♪

♪ You can't let know
where you live ♪

♪ I know frigid,
and easy bitches ♪

♪ Who ended up
the same thing ♪

♪ I know skinheads
from CT niggas ♪

♪ That hate the colour
of my skin ♪

♪ But business
is business ♪

♪ We ain't
no family tree ♪

♪ But these
Roots Maneuver ♪

♪ Come witness the fitness

♪ Gang in the street

♪ Who's the shooter?

♪ Who's the witness?

♪ Brandishing heat

♪ Who's a coomer,
who's extinguished ♪

♪ -Savage
-Guess who, guess where ♪

♪ -Guess what
-Savage ♪

♪ Broad daylight,
man down, headshot ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Bareface,
cameras, feds knock ♪

♪ Savage

♪ Handcuffs,
remanded, sweatbox ♪

♪ -Savage
-Hoodz, Gunz, D'Angel ♪

♪ -Savage
-Shane, Teaser, G Money ♪

♪ -Savage
-Blue, Blacks, Brownin ♪

♪ -Savage,
-2 straps in an Audi ♪

[laughter]

♪ I've learned things
way beyond the manual ♪

♪ Revenge is sweet

♪ Ask man like
Leon and Daniel ♪

♪ What's your blood type?

♪ Hold up, I can see
on the handle ♪

♪ Snitches,
ain't taking a break ♪

♪ Now I gotta bust
three on a randall ♪

♪ Buckeye

♪ Set a man grind cos

♪ The girl wants
the feel... ♪