Original subtitles

- Lay off my friend! Do you understand me?

- First you kill my plants, then you lose my drugs.

- I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

- I'm gonna have to call the police.

- If you call the police, Gem gets killed.

- They have a witness. - What witness?

- The witness saw Kamale enter Kayla's flat and you enter

shortly afterwards with two others.

- If you get frightened, you call that number, yeah?

- Someone nicked my food.

- You know where it is?

- I know who took it.

- I reckon they're keeping it in there.

- Yeah.

That means grabbing one of 'em and making 'em talk.

- I'm gonna make them talk, trust me.

- Yeah, I trust you, fam.

If this goes to plan, yeah, we're gonna split this shipment

50/50,

run Summerhouse like we used to.

We made a good team.

(siren wails)

(banging on door)

- What the fuck happened to the guarantee?

You said there weren't gonna be no comebacks on Mike.

Then I turn around and he gets shot right in front of my

fucking face.

Do you know what? I'm going after Rafe.

You're coming with me.

- Bruv, I ain't going nowhere. - What?

- I told you about Mike already.

Come on, man, that guy's probably spent most of his life

in prison.

What does that tell you about him?

What, that he's gonna make paper on the roads or something?

- What, you set this whole shit up,

plotted it all out so Mike gets killed?

- When I went to see Rafe, my main concern was to make sure

that you were safe, fam, yeah?

That there was no comebacks on you.

Mike's gone.

That was the price.

- You know I could have dealt with Rafe.

- So why'd you come to me?

I ain't gonna lie to you, bruv, I need you on my team.

We ain't talking about a couple of bags here, fam.

We're talking about ten keys.

We need to find a way into that warehouse.

This is the one, bruv.

- I ain't going to school.

- Well, you can't just stay in the house all day.

Ra'Nell, we talked about this.

This is about your education--

- Shit, I told you I ain't going nowhere.

Vincent's out there.

- Don't talk to me like that ever!

- You don't know about the roads.

You ain't got a clue.

I said I ain't going out there.

- I will sort this out.

- You're just a woman. How are you gonna do that?

If my dad was here, he'd sort it out.

(door slams)

- (Dushane) Kayla's not our only problem, cuz.

This Vicky, the DC in charge of the case, she claims she's got

another witness. - (Dris) What?

- Yeah, well, she's claims that she has.

It don't mean she does.

- We need to make Kayla understand she needs to keep her

mouth shut.

- Yeah.

Yeah, for real.

- Morning, Kayla.

Do you want a cuppa?

- It's too open out here.

- Well, you said not to come in your office.

- Yeah, I don't want you anywhere near my office.

- Look, I need you to go and see Kayla for me.

Tell her I know she's been a good girl and that she ain't

said nothing, and that's what she should keep doing,

say nothing.

- I'm not passing any message from you to her.

That's completely illegal.

I could go to prison, do you understand?

- If she keeps her mouth shut, all this goes away for everyone

and we can go back to doing what we were gonna do, showing all

those people that said we can't have nothing that they were

wrong.

Ask yourself this, is it that bad?

Telling a girl to keep quiet?

What's so hard about that?

Oi.

It's gonna be OK, yeah?

- Don't be late home, all right?

- Hey.

Why you no come see me?

Huh?

- That's ?1.20.

- I'm sorry!

I was scared!

- Yeah? Scared?

Look at my eye.

Look at my eye.

You see fear?

No fear ever.

A man hit you, you stab him.

That man never hit you again.

Your father not teach you that?

- No.

- Father's job teach son to become man.

You keep safe, very safe. - What is it?

- It's not important.

And don't come near the shop.

You wait till I call you, OK?

OK?

- You know it's Michael, bruv.

It has to be.

He's the one that called you that night and told you that

Kamale was in that house down LF.

He saw us drive up.

He saw us go in.

It's gotta be him.

He's the witness.

- (Dushane) Yeah, I heard you, fam.

- (Dris) We've gotta deal with him.

The longer we have him running round out here, the more chance

of him getting in the box and giving evidence.

We can't let that happen.

- Just tell Collins to keep an eye on him, yeah?

(Ghostpoet:"One Twos" plays)

* But who am I, a damn brother?

* Problems of my damn own

* I could see your point of view

* Sometimes is best alone but

* Out here, out there and out here

* It ain't safe

* Maybe I'm just going on

* Maybe I'm a nutcase

* Now, I ain't thinking straight

* Old-fashioned ways you see

* Sometimes you can't help

* Best left to just believe

* Hey,

* run away

* Be a real mind

* And fight another day

* I heard that in a TV program

* So it must be right, right

* Right, right?

(doorbell buzzes)

- A friend of mine recommended this place,

said he had a good time here.

Here.

How'd you like to earn some real money?

- Mum?

- (Man) Where's the money? - I ain't got nothing.

- Fuck!

You fucking little liar.

Fucking liar.

Come here, you fuck!

Come here!

Fuck, come here!

- (Jason's mom) Get off of him!

Fucking get off of him!

- (Man) I'll smash your fucking teeth!

Move or I'll fucking kill you!

- (Woman) I'll fucking kill you!

Get off, you fucking cunt!

Get off! (voices echo)

- You are one of a number of known associates of Kamale Lewis

who was interviewed shortly after his disappearance on 10th

March last year.

Do you remember being interviewed on 22nd March?

You were asked, 'When was the last time you saw Kamale?'

And you answered, 'I haven't seen him in about six months.'

You see that?

You see your signature?

Is that your signature? - I don't fucking know, do I?

- (Trovell) Now, you can sit there and keep on lying if

that's what you wanna do, or you can start telling the truth

about what happened that night and I will pass on to the CPS

that you've cooperated and they'll take that into account.

Right.

Kayla Thomas, I am charging you...

- You're charging me?

- I am charging you with perverting the course of

justice. - I ain't done nothing.

You know I ain't done nothing, you fucking bitch.

- In view of Miss Thomas's previous convictions, we will be

opposing bail. - Is it, yeah?

- I'd like an opportunity to speak to my client in private.

- (Trovell) Of course.

- This is totally wrong.

I ain't done nothing.

I'm the victim.

When Dushane and Sully came in that night, I thought I was

gonna get killed an' all.

They're gonna take Elijah away from me.

I can't lose my boy.

What if I give 'em names of the ones that done it?

And they'd protect me, yeah?

Protect me and Elijah?

- If you cooperate, the police would, of course, have to

protect you.

- Cos Dushane and Sully, yeah?

They're pure evil.

(phone rings)

- Yo.

What?

What?

Oi, oi. Listen.

Oi, wait there, I'm coming.

Fucker!

- (Man) What?

What the fuck do you-

Fuck.

Aargh!

- I'm not gonna tell you again!

Look after your fucking boy!

You all right, Jase?

- What you saying?

- They've charged Kayla.

- With what?

- Perverting the course of justice.

Vicky Trovell said she'll speak to the CPS if she cooperates.

- I hope you told Kayla what I said.

- It's too late to tell her anything.

Don't you get it?

She's a mother.

She has a little boy.

She'll do anything.

She cannot be separated from him.

They're gonna come after you.

- Well, they've already tried that once.

- What about the witness?

- Look, they think they've got a witness, but they don't.

Cos even if that person existed, he wouldn't be around to go to

court.

You get me?

- This is freaking me out.

I can't do this. - Listen, listen.

I'm only giving you the picture so you can give it to Kayla,

yeah?

- You know, I thought we were going somewhere.

Together. - We still are.

- Are you living in some kind of parallel universe?

- No.

I'm living right next to you.

- You and me, this can't work.

- It can work.

Tomorrow all this will be over, yeah?

And you and me, we can kick back and do what we was doing.

Tell me--

Rhianna.

(phone rings)

- Yo.

- Yo.

You and me need to talk.

Yeah, I think there's a way in still.

All right.

Meet me there in half an hour, then.

- (Mr Mustapha) That's five.

- (Sully) Here you are.

Keep it.

Let me see your teeth.

I don't wanna see the food. Let me see your teeth.

That's enough, man.

Look, my mum, yeah...

All she ever cared about was fucking junk.

Doesn't exactly set you up for life, a mum like that, does it?

You've gotta overcome all that.

Trust me, Jase, you've gotta make something of your life,

even amongst all this shit.

Know what I'm saying?

Look, eat your food. I'll be back.

What you saying?

- (Dushane) So what's the deal down at the warehouse?

- There's a back way in, you know.

- Can we get to it, yeah? - Mm.

When do you wanna do it?

- Tomorrow night.

- What about now?

- Bruv, I gotta go and deal with Kayla.

She's talking about cooperating.

- Fuck.

Should've buried that bitch that night with Kamale, you know.

- Well, don't worry about that.

I'll deal with Kayla.

Then we go and visit these Albanian brothers, yeah?

Yo, bruv.

All right, listen, yeah?

Apparently Kayla's got a child.

Yeah, a little boy.

He should come and visit us, you get me?

All right, fam, say no more.

(Terry Callier: "You Goin' Miss Your Candyman" plays)

* Now I know you, rider

* Baby, you might miss me when I'm gone,

* I say, baby, when I'm gone

* Better think on it, rider

* Baby you might miss me when I'm gone, gone, gone,

* I tell ya when I'm gone

* I do declare you're gonna miss your candyman, yeah

* Keepin' you safe and warm

* Yeah, baby, keepin' you out of harm *

(breathes deep)

(sniffs)

* Now well, I'm goin away, baby

* Yeah, I won't be back till fall

* Child, I won't be back

* Until late next fall

- (Nafisa) Gonna go see your mum, yeah, Elijah?

We're gonna go see your mummy.

- You call the fucking police,

his mum ain't gonna see him again.

You understand what I'm saying to you?

Do you understand?

- Yeah.

- (Dris) Hey, Elijah.

Don't forget your dog.

* I might not ever come back at all *

(indistinct voices on TV)

(front door closes)

- Hello?

This cannot go on.

This cannot go on.

- (Collins) What do you want?

- I wanna talk to Dushane.

- Who?

- Don't even try that with me, little girl.

You heard what I said.

I said I wanna talk to Dushane.

- Dushane ain't here, innit?

- Well, just tell him that Lisa Smith wants to see him tonight,

right?

Right?

- All right.

- (Collins) What do you want?

- Check this old woman looking for beef.

- (Mr Mustapha) That's a pound.

- Yeah, cheers.

- Hi. - This is for you.

- Oh, no, I can't.

- Please.

It's free.

- Thank you.

That's kind.

- You need to eat. You look thin.

- I don't even know how to bring this up.

Has Gem ever talked to you about a Chinaman?

- Chinaman?

- Yeah, Vincent.

He owns the mini-market.

- No.

- I think you should talk to Gem.

- Why, what's he done? - I'm sorry, I hope you don't

think I'm interfering,

but I think he's in some bad trouble with Vincent.

- This boy's always in trouble.

What's wrong with him?

- If it was me, I'd wanna know. (phone rings)

I'm sorry. I have to take this.

Sorry, sorry.

(banging on door)

- You all right?

Come in.

You want a drink?

- No, thank you.

It's a nice place.

- Yeah, it's all right.

You can sit down, you know.

How can I help you?

- I need to...

ask you for something.

- All right.

- But I don't wanna owe you anything.

I want you to do it for me and then it's over and nobody ever

talks about it again, it's forgotten, done.

- I think you do need a drink, you know.

- No, thank you.

- Look, I...

I can't agree to anything if I don't know what it is, can I?

- You know Vincent?

The Chinaman?

- Yeah, I know him.

- He beat up Ra'Nell.

He beat him up bad and...

now he's after Ra'Nell and his friend Gem.

- So you want me to sort out the Chinaman, then?

- Not sort.

Talk.

I want you to talk to him.

- All right, you want me to talk to the Chinaman?

I can do that.

I'll have a word with him and, trust me, once I've finished

speaking to him, he won't go near Ra'Nell again, all right?

- I'd better leave.

- All right.

Lisa.

There's still more left.

Why don't you help me finish it?

- I have to go.

- (Nevaeh) All right, it's time for bed now, Erin.

- No.

- Don't you ever do what you're told?

- Why is Erin still up?

Go to bed.

- Who's that?

- Don't matter.

He can stay in Erin's room. - (Nevaeh) Cool.

- No!

No!

(phone rings)

- Yeah?

- Yo.

It's done, man.

- (Mr Mustapha) Gems!

Gemel.

Gemel.

Hey, Gemel.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Shit!

Hey, hey, Gemel!

Gemel!

Hey.

Come on.

Hey, wake up.

Hey, come on. - (groans)

- That's it.

That's it.

That's it.

- Dad?

- Who gave you this?

Gemel?

The Chinaman?

- (Lisa) This problem...

It's gonna be sorted out.

- How?

- It's gonna get sorted.

That's all you need to know.

Then we're gonna get back to normal.

- (Dushane) Hey!

Hey, Michael!

Come, man.

What you saying, cuz?

Are you all right, yeah?

- Just got the flu, innit?

- You know, you need some rum, fam.

Trust me.

Innit?

You ever drank rum before?

- No.

- How old are you?

- 12.

- Ah, that's way too young.

It would be irresponsible if man gave you rum, fam.

You'd be waved, you know, you'd be all over the place, like

staggering, chatting bare sorts of stupid--

- (Michael) No, man, not me.

- Trust me, cuz.

That's what happens when you drink too much, fam, trust me.

Innit?

You get waved, bruv.

You wake up the next morning and think, 'Ugh...

'What did I say last night?'

Start regretting it and that, but it's too late, bruv.

It's done, innit? What you said you said.

Anyway, I need my best soldier ready for today, you get me?

So what you saying, you got this flu thing or what?

What you saying?

- No, man, I'm cool.

- Yeah.

That's good, cos Ben needs some food.

Remember where Ben lives?

- The big house with all the books, innit?

- That's the one.

Yeah, you're gonna roll with Collins today, anyway, yeah?

Later on you grab the food, you take it over to Ben and collect

the right money.

Simple.

- All right, cool.

How much?

- 500.

- Yeah.

- Cool?

Say no more. Bless.

- Come.

(phone rings)

(sighs)

- There's something you need to tell Kayla.

- I've said everything I've got to say about that.

I'm an officer of the court.

I'm not in this with you.

I'm not your co-conspirator.

- That's Elijah.

Kayla's kid.

We've got him.

- Oh, my God. - Don't worry about it.

He's all right. He's fine.

He's safe. - What have you done?

- As long as Kayla keeps her mouth shut, Elijah goes home.

All you've gotta do is help her make the right decision, yeah?

Call me when you talk to her.

- (Gem) Oi, Ra'Nell!

Ra'Nell!

- (Ra'Nell) You cool?

- My dad says we're going today, innit?

- Going where?

- Ramsgate, bruv, I told you.

- Serious?

- Yeah, man.

- Ramsgate... - You can come on your holiday.

It's got a beach.

- Is it?

- Well, I don't know if it's got a proper beach, but it's

definitely by the sea.

You can come visit me.

- Yeah, all right.

Gotta go, man.

- All right, bruv. Just came to say goodbye, innit?

- Holler me, yeah?

- Safe, bruv.

- (Dushane) Yo, bruv.

- What do you want?

- You're Vincent, yeah?

I heard you like to beat up kids, fam.

- They lose my drugs.

Old enough to deal, old enough to deal with it.

You don't know what you're talking about.

- You mean, I don't fucking know what I'm talking about?

Listen to what I'm saying to you, yeah?

- Eh... - Shut up.

You put your hand on Ra'Nell-- - Hey, hey!

You Vincent?

- Why does everyone wanna know my name?

(yelling)

- Leave my son alone!

You understand me?

You leave my son or I'll cut your fucking head off!

Get offa me!

- Fucking madman.

- I'll cut your fucking face off!

- Help!

Help me!

Help me!

Someone help me!

Help!

(cell door opens)

(driving techno music)

- I thought about everything.

I'm gonna cooperate.

- There's something you should know.

- (Dushane) Cool, fam.

Now put it away.

Right, let's go and pick up Sully.

- My client knows nothing about the offenses

which you put to her.

She'll be making no further comment.

- It's gonna be OK.

- Shut up.

Don't even talk to me, you fucking bitch.

- Say, what do you want?

- One.

- Hey, when are we going Ben's yard?

- Chill, blood.

(text alert)

We've gotta go Dushane's first.

Come.

- Four bills there, fam.

- All right, cool. There's the keys.

- Bless, fam.

- Straight? - Straight.

Wagwan.

Cool?

Good? - Yup.

- Hear what I'm saying.

- (Dris) This is my boy, Shaheed.

Stand up, bruv, you alright?

- (Shaheed) Yeah, man, good to see you.

- You ready?

- Born ready.

- (Dushane) Yo.

Well, how did it go?

All right, I'm coming there now.

- What does Ben want?

- Who?

- Ben.

The guy we're meant to be delivering the food to.

- Oh, I don't know.

- What shall I bring him?

- Bruv, I don't know, man.

- Why don't you call Dushane and ask?

- Bruv, he texted me.

He told us to wait here at his yard.

- What, he's coming back here?

- Chill, man. What's with all the fucking questions?

- (Automated voice) Doors closing.

- Kayla refused to cooperate.

- She's a good girl.

- Just tell me Elijah's safe, please.

Promise me that.

- He's safe.

He'll be home later.

The feds say anything about forensics?

- No, they didn't find anything.

- So, no Kayla, no forensics, no nothing.

- Well, you've still got your witness.

- No, don't worry about that.

You did good, though.

- You're gonna need to find a new solicitor.

- Why?

I ain't changing.

I've got Now Move On.

She's the best there is, innit?

And like I said, everything's gone away now.

- You kidnap a child.

You coerce me into...

It's all gone away?

- Are you gonna let this fuck up your whole end plan, yeah?

You told me I need to move on and step up.

Now I'm telling you, you need to do the same thing.

And I'm the way you can do that.

Rhianna, everyone sometimes in their life has to do something

wrong to get the right result.

It ain't nice, but you gotta do what you gotta do, innit?

- No.

You and me, we're not the same.

- Babe, come on... - Don't touch me.

- The Kamale thing has gone away.

- (Dris) Yes! (clapping)

- (Sully) Thank fuck for that.

Well, that's good news, no?

- Yeah.

Yeah, man.

(tense music)

(speak Albanian)

(tense music)

- (Sully) Oi!

- (Dushane) Yo! (gunshot)

- (Sully) Don't fucking move.

Don't move! - (Dushane) Don't fucking move!

- (Sully) Move and I'll fucking blow your head off!

Hey, hey, listen.

You know what we come for, innit?

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where is it?

Where the fuck is it?

(beeping)

- (Dushane) Yo!

Ay, what we saying?

- (Sully) We're good.

(techno music)

(laughter)

- (Dris) Pussies.

- (Dushane) Get in, get in.

- (Sully) We all good?

- All good, fam, all good.

- (Shaheed) Nice.

- Yeah, spike me.

Yes.

- Oh, my God. Come here.

- Didn't even have to bury anyone this time.

- (Sully) Told you.

- Unbeatable, fam.

So what you saying?

Men gonna run Summerhouse together again, yeah?

- Look, that stunt you pulled with Mike...

...just can't forgive that.

Bless, blood.

(Shaheed speaks indistinctly)

- (Zoe) So that's it, then.

Later.

- See you, babe.

You all right?

Come, let's go.

- (Mr Mustapha) Gemel!

You packed your things?

- Yeah.

- Good.

Train leaves in 20 minutes.

That ends that, OK?

- (Dushane) Check that, fam.

Helping you feed your peoples.

You'd better make sure this keeps the peace.

- You know Sully's setting up in Hoxton, innit?

- (Dushane) Yeah, so what?

It's his business.

- Fam, it'll be your business too soon, you know.

Sully don't like no competition, fam.

- You got your food.

Move on.

- (Dris) What about Michael?

Want me to do it?

I know you like the youth, man.

- Don't worry about that.

I'll deal with it.

- (Dris) It's gotta be done.

- (Collins) This game is shit, man.

- Why you go and chuck it on the floor for?

- What?

- It's Dushane's.

- Shut up.

(siren wails)

(atmospheric music)

(text alert)

Relax, man.

(knocking on door)

(man speaks Albanian)

(man speaks Albanian)

- Dushane!

Dushane!

Dusha--

(yells)

(crash)

(car alarm wails)

(gunshots)

(dark piano music)

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