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Gold location number 22. One's at Tilbury oil rigs on the water now.

Seek out the middle drum. You'll find three chains.

One is Russian and the other two... Here we go.

George, pull it up.

Put it down, George.

It looks like Billy flopped it first.

Whoever killed him must have shored the gold.

Maybe we should listen to the rest of the tape, see if there's clues.

Fred, I can't stand listening to that man's dulcet tones any more.

I mean, what accent is that? Posh Cockney.

I assumed he was disguising his voice, guv. I don't think anyone speaks like that.

Fuck knows what people are capable of these days, Fred.

Why don't we shake everything up a bit?

Go on, I'm listening.

The Metropolitan Police have today offered a substantial reward

for any information on the whereabouts of the gold bullion

stolen in the now infamous Newham warehouse robbery.

Once the Old Bill had offered a reward for the gold,

it felt like a noose tightening round out necks.

We needed a way out but we were all being

watched and followed 24/7 by police surveillance.

So it was impossible to see what that way out was.

Mick and Phil were the only ones that weren't being kept track of.

So Mick was tasked with digging up all the gold.

But Mick had problems of his own with Ma McTavish breathing down his neck

demanding half of the loot.

We felt trapped. We needed to get out.

I've got a bit of work for you.

What sort of work? The kind of work that someone gets what they deserve.

Phil and Sidney. Get someone good on it.

Fucking thing.

What about bald George? Who's bald George?

Used to be called Ginger George.

Big fella. Rides a motorbike.

Why's he not called Ginger George any more? He went bald.

Fair enough.

Cannae help but notice you've not got the gold.

No.

And I can't give you no gold.

Oh, now it's getting interesting.

Just my tape recorder.

I record things on here on account that I have no short term memory

with getting punched in the head so many times

and... What's your point, Mick Neville?

My point is that I have a new favourite tape.

This one here, you're gonna love it. Have a little listen.

No.

That wasn't it. Pretend you didn't hear that, please.

No, that's not it either. Sorry.

Just give me two seconds. Two secs.

Bear with me.

Mr English has been terminated.

You killed him?

You sure he's dead? He's dead dead or? How do you know that?

Cos my boy Percy shot him in the back of the heed.

Now, you cross us, and that's the McTavish way.

That's you that is. You and me talking.

Why would I let you walk out of here with that tape?

You think I'm stupid? Do you?

There's copies of this tape.

Anything happens to me or my pals, I will make sure the said copies

are given to every police officer in London.

That's not realistic.

Yes, that would be quite a feat, wouldn't it?

I might've shot my bolt a little bit there.

On recalculation, I shall make sure...

that 12 to 14 of these tapes are handed out to

the biggest gossipmongers in the police force.

And they hear what you've done and then your days are numbered.

All of yours are.

You keep me and my gold out your mouth, all right?

From now on, I don't want to hear talk about it.

I've said my piece. I'll be on my way.

That's Mick out, I'm gone. Goodbye.

Oh, big man.

That gold will curse you for the rest of your life.

Curse? What are you, a witch?

You need to lighten up, love. Crack a window in here, it stinks.

Good day.

They still there?

Urgh. I'm so sorry, Tash.

This is all my fault. So sorry for getting us involved in all this.

You only got involved cos I told you to. Bless you.

It's nice of you to say that but it's not true.

We all know the person who should be most sorry is me because...

the whole thing was my idea.

Was it though?

Yes.

Sort of take the... it was my job.

So, yes, you may have chipped in with a little idea at the beginning,

"What if you were to rob the place?" but that

was... I was calling the shots at that time.

I was in control. I was telling you exactly what to so, Sidney. Yes.

And I made the decision to do what you said.

I was the one who... Sorry, Sidney. Sorry, sorry. Tash, what's going on?

The whole thing was my idea.

No. No, cos I have ideas. I had all the ideas for the thing.

And that was my thoughts at the time.

I had my own thoughts that I wanted to do it.

I wanted to do it because I would talk to you and you'd tell me...

and then you'd... you made me think that.

You made me do it.

Did I want to do it? I'm sorry, Albert. I

wanted things to be better for us, for the kids.

OK.

Give me a sec.

OK, that's fine. Is it though? I'm going to speak to my wife. Tash.

I'm not a man that raises his voice very often.

And I'm not about to start today.

But I'll tell you what man I am.

I'm a man who's going to get us out of this mess. I'm Albert Fantoni.

A man of dignity and class that sticks by my family no matter what happens.

Great plan. They're all phoning, nutters after a chat and a few bob.

Spoken to about 15 old people wanting to know what's going on.

They read it on Rental, the lot of them.

Guv. Guv!

They've specifically asked for you. Did they give a name? No.

What's going on Albert?

What's all this about?

Er, there's a... I heard there's a reward.

All of the country knows that.

Why don't you tell me what you know?

Then we can talk about any readies after that.

I'm not built for this. Of course you're not, Albert.

You don't have the arsehole for this sort of thing. Look at you. Yeah.

I know where the gold is.

How do you know that?

Tash don't know I'm here. If she finds out, she'll kill me.

I'm doing this for the kids. I'm doing it to save us. Al, Albert.

You're doing the right thing.

If I tell you, will you please promise that...

nothing will happen to the kids or Tash and they'll get the reward.

You have my word.

But what I need from you right now, Albert, is to tell me where is the gold?

Get back, get back. I'm in the front!

Fred, follow me.

Oh, yeah.

Take it off. Take it off.

Wait, wait! No-one touch the gold.

Albert had pulled off a master stroke.

Keep coming, Nigel.

The previous morning, he got Phil to load all

the gold under the bonnets of old bangers.

And a decoy he fed Saunders allowed us all to make our getaway.

There he is. Jump in the back, I've got a blanket for you to hide under.

No, I'm driving. I'm the driver.

Not today. Word from the top, you've got to stay concealed, hidden.

Andrew is at the wheel.

What you talking about?

How's the gold? Let's just say there are some

very expensive cars on their way to Spain right now.

And the gold's inside them?

Yeah, obviously, that's what I mean. That's why they're expensive.

Right, Sidney, we've got to be there for eight, so better get a move on.

Say no more.

I can feel how slow you're going. Oh, there she is.

Just getting the biting point.

It's more dangerous to drive slowly than it is to break the speed limit, that's a fact.

Philip, don't tell me how to drive my car, please.

Whole place is totally cleared out.

Something's going on. We need to find out where they're going.

Can't let them get away.

Fuck's sake. You had him, why'd you let him go?

We needed the gold. You fucked it, we had him.

Don't you talk to me like that.

Albert's a good man. He's caught up in something he doesn't understand.

He played you like a mug.

They've been playing us this whole time. I told you. I fucking knew it.

We just needed a bit of Donald, that was all. Donald?

It's not about luck, it's about good police work.

I'm sorry I got in the way of your good police work.

Good luck with it all, I'm done here. You sort it.

Fuck!

All right, you grab him. I'll have the car ready. Yeah. Listen. Well done, Albert.

You are amazing. Yeah, you should've seen me out there.

I had tears in my eyes and everything.

So fucking sexy. Yeah. What? Crying? You don't find crying sexy?

No, not the crying. All right. You pulling this off. Oh, right.

You're like a new man. Definitely. Yeah. I like it. Yeah?

See you later, baby. What?

I was just saying see you later, baby. Turn the music down.

I was just saying see you later, baby. But probably not the right... the moment's gone.

All right. Bye. See ya.

Hi. Hiya. Are you ready?

Er, nearly. They're in the bath. In the bath?

Girls, get out. Get ready, we've got to go.

What's the rush?

I've just made some tea.

Right, yeah, no. Cheers, Cand.

Oh, yeah. Is everything OK, Tash? Mm-hm, yep.

Good, actually. Yeah.

Albert's downstairs waiting in the car. You said we could talk.

Yeah, we can. We used to tell each other everything.

We do. We talk. Well, talk to me then.

I know.

I know something is going on.

All right. I know things have been weird, but...

I promise I'm going to tell you everything

as soon as I can, you've got to trust me.

You haven't spoken to me in so long, Tash.

I didn't know what to do. I know I've been

shit but honestly it was to protect you.

It was just to protect you, I swear I'm gonna figure it all out

and everything's going to be all right for everyone.

You've got to understand that you're my best friend and I love you.

Run!

What? You need to go now.

What have you done? I'm so sorry. They're coming here.

Girls, girls, you've got to get out right now. We've got to go. Oh, my god, Tash.

We're still gonna be...

Are we still gonna be friends? Candice, I don't have time for this right now.

Oh, my god, I'm so sorry. Argh! I've got to run.

I'm so sorry. It was a lot for you. Argh! Argh! OK, I'm going.

You look after yourself, Cand. You too. You look after yourself.

Come on, come on, let's go.

Come on, girls. Come on, come on.

Quick, quick. In you get.

Seat belts on, please. Good girls.

Quick, let's go.

What you doing? Ten to two.

You know the limit's 30 down here.

You're going 10.10. I'm taking it... I'm on a suspended sentence.

I'm not gonna go over the speed limit. We are in a bit of a rush, Sid.

Thank you.

Time is of the essence, son. So I'd like a crocodile.

Make it snappy. No problem.

Never resist it up here. It might be my last for some time.

I shall have me favourite dish. Egg, bacon and cheese double decker sandwich.

You got chips? Yes, we do.

I'll have some chips. Rush them through, if they're hard, don't matter.

No problem. Would you like the sandwich toasted?

Erm, will that take longer?

I think it'll still be ready at the same time as the chips.

So technically it won't delay anything. Son.

Right, Sid. Pull up over here, I'm driving.

The roads are dangerously narrow.

Sid, the limit is 60 and you're going 25.

You know what, fine, I'll pull over then.

You can have a go. Yeah, I will.

Someone's better at driving. Sid, that's what I do.

Phil!

You fucking bastard.

Phil?

Phil!

Please stay. Fucking hell.

It's going to be fun. Climb up. Right in there.

They said they'd be here at eight. I told them eight. Get a wiggle on, kid.

Want to get this baby in the air. Yeah, definitely.

Really appreciate you doing this as well. That's what friends are for.

I scratch your back and when mine's itchy...

I scratch yours.

Here they are. They're here. Thank fuck.

Who's this? Phil and Andrew.

Why's he on his own? Where's Phil?

We need to go now. Where's Phil? We need to go now.

The got him. There was a geezer on a motorbike.

He got out, he came at us. Phil said I was driving like a fanny.

He come out, he had a gun. Where's Phil? Where's Phil? What's happened?

What do you mean? Phil's... Phil's dead.

What do you mean? They got him.

For goodness' sake.

Fucking car.

Take this fucker down.

It's Mick, he's here. Fuck, it's the police.

Pull the fuck in!

Go there! Cut him off.

I'll break through.

Oh, fuck!

I just hope they can wait. I just hope so.

Mick, run!

Oh, Mick, run. We're gonna have to go.

Got to wait for him, please.

Come on, Mick, run.

Come on! We don't have time.

Mick, please run!

Mick!

Hold on!

Get him! Get him! You let the fuckers win. I'll get you, Fantoni!

I'll get you!

Put your hands above your head.

Put your hands above your head!

What I've done now is completely misjudge the distance.

You're under arrest for armed robbery.

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