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[gun firing]

- I think we've all figured out that Alex

the uncle, is not a scrap metal dealer.

- This is my daughter, Anna.

- Did you get anywhere with our missing girl?

- Yeah, they found her.

- Oh my god.

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

- I know who killed Brandon.

- I don't know what you're talking about.

[gun fires] [screams]

- I've got to go.

It's a work thing.

- [Arjana] But it's our anniversary--

- I know.

And if I'm honest, I don't know

when I'm going to be back.

- One of the phones we found at Yustmanov's

place had one number in it.

It was phoned several times on the morning

of Brandon's shooting.

- Mikey.

- Hello?

- He's killed his own guy.

- [Alex] You are a terrible driver.

- [Bishop] It's a good thing I'm not your chauffeur then.

- Familiar with the place?

- No, should I be?

[unzipping]

[tense music]

- Who killed Brandon?

- I mean in his line of work it could have been anyone.

What, you think I did it?

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

but understand this.

I respect you, I really do, and I admire you.

But I'm not scared of you.

So if you wanna come at me with that,

make sure it's worth it because you won't get

a second chance.

- Nice speech.

You done?

[pounding]

Let's pay Anthony a visit.

And I'll drive.

And I'm glad you've got a gun behind your back.

We might need it.

♪ Would you take a bullet

♪ Would you buy a gun

♪ I fall onto my knees

♪ And yes the war's already won ♪

♪ Through dark nights we burn bright ♪

♪ 'Til the sun sets

♪ 'Til the sun sets

♪ Through dark nights we burn bright ♪

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong I'll take my time ♪

♪ I'll keep on holding 'cause

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong I'll pull myself together ♪

♪ Keep on holding on

- [Tanner] Look, I'm sorry.

It's part of our undercover protocol.

- So him not returning his wife's calls

for a whole week?

What kind of bloody protocol is that?

- I get it, I do.

But things are happening on a need to know basis.

- A need to know basis?

What is that supposed to mean?

- Okay.

Look, leave it with me.

I'll think of something.

- His family miss him, Sarah.

My girls need their dad around.

[whistle]

- Fuck, that's Alex Markides.

Fuck's he want?

- I told you we might need the gun.

- Still pull it if you want.

- Bit late now.

Anthony.

Come on guys.

There's no need for that.

We come in peace.

Anthony, I discipline my family.

No one else.

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

- [chuckles] I said no one else, hm?

- You don't have to be Stephen Hawking to work out

that Markides are laundering profits

from narcotic trafficking into these businesses.

But this, this, is a new one.

Paige.

- Ma'am.

So, Jodie and her friends work

for a crooked model agency run by Patrick Straker,

whose silent partner is Elena Markides.

Now, we believe Jodie knows more

about the murder of Leanne Hadley than she's letting on.

But before we could talk to her about it,

she and the other girls went missing.

You know, it's possible she's in danger

so we need to locate her and fast.

- Okay.

Scarlett, any news?

- No leads yet, ma'am.

The girls either decided to vacate the property

or they've been moved by force.

- Jonesy, gimme some good news.

Where are we at with money laundering?

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

but I've located an accountant connected

to the Markides family.

His name is Tanis Sioftanos.

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

- [Tanner] Right.

There is no good news.

Meanwhile back on planet Earth...

- Me, ma'am?

- Well, you are on planet Earth, are you?

- That's debatable.

- Right, yeah, so we know that Mikey hired

Yustmanov to kill Brandon.

But he's currently double A cat in Belmarsh, and won't talk.

- Fuck sake, are we chasing shadows here or what?

Huh?

Find Jodie and make her safe.

You know, maybe, maybe she can give us something.

'Cause boy do we need it!

- On it, ma'am.

- [Paige] Yes, ma'am.

- [Munroe] On it.

- What?

- I don't know.

- I need to see you.

- Yeah, but you shouldn't have.

Not the station.

Not Tanner.

- But I wanted to see my husband.

- Come here.

I'm glad you did too.

[moaning]

- I've got to go.

I've got another viewing.

- Ah, I hope it's not like this one.

- It's not.

And if it was it wouldn't be any of your business.

- True.

You're right, I'm sorry.

But I just can't get enough.

- You okay?

- Yeah, I'm good, man, you?

- Good.

Gotta run.

- Babe, I'm on undercover duty.

You know I can't tell you anything.

It's for your own safety, all right?

I'm sorry.

- When you coming home?

- I'm not.

Not yet.

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

- Yeah well, I did agree to protect you.

- Okay, cool, we'll go with that.

Okay, you do you and I'll do me.

And we'll just leave it at that.

- Babe, come on, what you doing?

- And I hope that we...what?

[phone rings]

You gonna answer that?

- Just give me a minute.

Yo, Mikey, wha gwan?

- [Mikey] We got problems, man.

- Yeah, go on.

- [Mikey] I'm sending you a photo of a loose end

that needs tying up.

[phone beeps]

[tense music]

- Who's this girl to you?

- Her name's Jodie.

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

Now I want everyone looking for her.

The bitch should be halfway on her way

to Amsterdam by now.

- Amsterdam?

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

If she talks I'm fucked.

We're all fucked.

Now Straker's boys are looking for her too.

- All right, so where do you want her?

- I want her dead.

- Babe.

- Hm?

Go.

- You know I haven't got any choice--

- Just go.

- I love you.

Tell the girls as well. - [Arjana] Yeah.

[engine roaring] [tyres screeching]

- Yo. How much, baby?

- You could not afford me, honey.

What's going on, bro?

- Get in the car.

- Hey, you good?

- Yeah, man.

Yeah, one of them girls Paige was talking to,

she's in trouble.

- What kind of trouble?

- Mikey put a hit out on her.

- Jesus.

- I think she's hiding.

If she talks, she implicates the Markides

in a world of shit.

- Yeah.

[phone rings]

- [Both] You get it.

- I'm not getting it, you get it.

- Go on, you found her?

- [Scooch] Yeah, we've got her.

She's just checked into a hostel in north London.

- You lot are good.

- [Paige] Please find her, guys.

She's young and vulnerable.

[tense music]

- Go on.

[knocking]

Jodie.

Paige's friends.

Need you to open up.

She's in there.

[screams] [exciting music]

- Police! - Police!

What you running for?

- Come here.

Stop running!

[whimpering]

- [Jodie] Stop! [crying]

- God, she's strong!

- I know!

I dunno what's going on.

[crying] [punching]

- Hey, hey!

- Hey, hey, hey!

- What are you doing!

I told you we're Paige's friends, all right?

We've come to get you out of here!

- Then why is he grabbing me?

- Because you're kicking and screaming.

How about a fucking thank you?

- Paige, we got her.

- [Paige] Jodie, it's Paige.

Don't worry, these two are gonna look after you.

- All right? Now calm down.

- They don't look like police.

- Oh my God, why do... Why does everyone say that?

- I don't know.

- Bruv, it's starting to, it's starting to upset me.

[ominous music]

You okay, Jodie?

- Not really.

How often do people try to kill you?

- You'd be surprised.

- There's a car following us.

- I know.

[engine roaring]

- Pull over!

Pull over!

- What you need?

- Pull over and give us the girl!

We'll take it from here.

- Nah, nah we'll deal with it.

- [Driver] Straker sent us to get her!

[engines roaring]

[exciting music]

[tyres squealing]

- Bro?

Bro, listen to me, just, just...

[guns firing]

- We don't like being followed.

Go, G.

[tyres squealing]

- Bruv, let me talk to you.

- Stay here.

- Bruvva?

What's wrong with you?

You lost your shit out there.

Bullets everywhere.

Two tyres was enough.

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

Let them take her and drive all the way back to Mikey's?

They want her dead.

- If they want a body, we give it to 'em.

[tense music]

We dealt with that problem you had.

She was hard to track down.

I took some pictures.

That what you wanted, yeah?

- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, man.

- Oh shit, here we go.

- Step back.

- The fuck do you think you are!

I will cut you.

- What the fuck are you doing?

- Knife crime thing.

- It's epidemic, man.

- They know my family here, don't embarrass me.

Sit down.

Sit down.

- Sit down.

Is he angry?

- Seems it.

- All right, what the fuck is going on?

- These two dicks shot up their car.

They barely got out before the police showed up.

- I mean, they rolled up on us.

I didn't even know who they were.

They could have been Brandon's killers

for all I know, and I wasn't taking any chances.

What does it even matter?

We did what you asked anyway.

- You're safe here.

Jodie, I only want to help you.

Please tell me what you know.

- Me and Leanne worked together.

Straker would send us out to meet clients.

But this one guy, fucking weirdo,

he made us do stuff, dark stuff.

And Leanne resisted so he,

he strangled her.

And that woman, Elena...

- Elena Markides?

- Yeah, she said she'd clean up the mess

because he was a big punter.

- Look, they proved themselves, man.

- To who?

- To me.

Who else fucking matters?

And they cleaned up your mess.

- Listen, I didn't want to do it.

I did it.

It's not my style.

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

You wanna work with us or not?

Make up your mind.

We're not hanging about for scraps.

[tense music]

- Go and pack your bags.

- Ah, you fuck.

- Tomorrow afternoon we're off to Amsterdam.

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

You're gonna love my mum's club.

- I just wanted a better life.

I thought we were gonna be models.

I didn't know that Straker was sending

girls abroad to work as...

[cries] I just don't want to be next.

- Here.

Okay, you won't be, okay?

- We have a witness to the murder of Leanne Hadley.

They're willing to testify that Elena Markides

covered up that murder.

- All part of the service she offers

her favourite clients it seems.

- Now that's customer care.

- On top of that we now suspect that Elena

is running a sex trafficking ring from Amsterdam.

And news just in!

Our boys have got an invite,

and you lot are gonna go to provide backup.

- What about Alex? He's the real power.

- Yeah, we'll get him.

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

Priority, rescue those girls.

Come on, get moving!

[energetic music]

- Don't think it's gonna be all work, boys.

We're gonna get fucking lit.

[tyres squealing]

What the, Alex, what you doing?

- I thought I would come along to oversee business.

Consider me as a safety net.

[grumbling]

- Fuck me.

- [Pike] After you.

[energetic techno music]

- Great to see you all again.

I'm glad you boys could join us.

I continue to hear good things.

Now to business.

The Weis, they're a family outfit like us.

Made their money in Hong Kong.

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

We've asked for six months upfront,

at which point, we hand over

the first tranche of girls.

- Initiative at its finest.

- Right, in the morning we prepare for the deal.

- [claps] Right, let's go see some booty before we open.

- Where's my gorgeous boy, hm?

[Mikey laughs]

[men mumbling]

Why are you really here, Alex?

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

- It will.

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

- It's always worth telling me.

[dance club music]

♪ Tonight the stars align

♪ I'm gonna make this mine

- Eyes on, yeah.

- Yeah, man.

Oh, my eyes are on.

- Yo, yo how about we sample some of the girls

we're shipping out?

- Just keeping them somewhere safe for the moment.

Maybe later, yeah?

How you doin', girlie?

[muffled speaking]

[dance club music]

♪ I'll say this one last time

♪ I'm gonna make this mine

♪ Now that we crossed that line ♪

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

Like so good.

But I think you need to, you need to go.

Hey yo, P.

Yo, P!

Yo!

- Hm?

- What's wrong with you, man?

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

Listen, I'm going to follow Alex.

- Yeah.

- You stay here.

Don't forget to check in.

- All right, yeah.

- All right? - Yeah, yeah.

- You got it? - Yeah, yeah, I got you, man.

Check in, check in.

- [Munroe] Who are we waiting for again?

- [Scooch] Captain Jenchen.

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

- [Jenchen] Ms. Tanner.

- Ms. Jenchen.

Have the team brought you up to speed

on our Markides case?

- Yes, you've stolen money from the police for them,

covered up a murder and helped them

traffic young women to Amsterdam.

All without getting any closer to bringing them down.

Well done, you.

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

- I am listening.

- Our undercover officers are privy

to one of their upcoming deals.

We've given them a wire.

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

- Find?

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

- Don't underestimate us.

- Believe me, I've been here before.

- We know what we're dealing with.

- I hope for your sake you do.

- [Bishop] Question for you.

- Hm?

- What do you really think happened to Brandon?

- Mikey killed him.

Out of jealousy because Brandon was loyal to me.

You?

- Pretty much the same.

- You want a drink?

- Sure.

- Everyone, Bish just checked in, all good.

What's up?

- Pike's missed his second check-in.

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

but he should have made contact by now.

- Yeah, well Bishop's been fine.

Probably got no signal.

Give him 30 minutes, let us know.

- Yeah, okay.

[loud club music]

- [Mikey] What's wrong, bruv, you good?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm good, man.

Just girl troubles and that.

- [laughing] Always is, man, always is.

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

Fuck it, just pick one of these.

- Nah, nah, I'm all right, man, I'm good.

- I know what you need, son.

This shit'll make you feel better.

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

I'm more into the alcohol.

- Shut up, man, take the line.

- Bro, I don't get down like that.

It's not my thing.

- What, you a fed or something?

Take the line.

- What you talking about, fed?

What's wrong with you?

- What's the matter with you?

I reckon he might be a fed, you know?

- Well, if you ain't a fed then why ain't

you doing the line?

- It's just a line, bro.

- Are you being serious?

- Do the fucking line.

[tense music]

[Mikey and Dezzy laughing]

- What?

- [Mikey] A fed, bro!

Look at you, you ain't a fed!

- [Dezzy] Good one, huh?

Look at his face!

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Bud, you're gonna be on a wave soon, boy!

Come on, darling.

- I can't believe you. You made me do it.

[distorted music]

- Shit.

- What about you?

What's your story?

- I was in the system 'til I was 14.

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

Then I was bounced around from house to house

and eventually I just, I just did

what I had to do to survive.

- My father ran drugs and decided

his children would too.

So I also did what I had to do to survive.

I still do.

- Guess we just play the cards we're dealt.

- Cheers to that.

[glasses clink]

You'd better go have some fun with the boys.

Leave me to my beauty sleep.

- Thanks.

[pounding club music]

- Bruv, I need a picture with you, come, come.

- Ah nah, nah, bro.

Bro, I don't do--

- Nah come on, come on.

With this in the background, come on, man.

You're a loose man.

- You're crazy, bro.

You're crazy.

What the fuck are you doing here?

- You haven't checked in for over two hours.

- What?

- Yeah, now I see why.

Have you done any work tonight?

- Look, it's all part of the process.

It's not just fun and games, you know.

- Yes, bruvva!

What you saying?

- What you saying, man?

Good.

- Who's the hot sauce, T?

Who is she, Tyrone?

[tense music]

[laughing]

Oh boy, boy!

Fucking hell, you went in!

- Did you see that?

- You are too much tonight, bruvva.

Oh, it's just some girl he was with.

- What's going on, bro?

- Listen.

- Yeah.

- We're gonna talk about this tomorrow, right?

- What?

- You know what.

Scooch!

- [Mikey] Come on, get over here, man, get over!

Let's party tonight, boys.

- [Bishop] I'm glad your head's hurting.

All over Mikey's Instagram playing the fool.

What if someone IDs you?

- Bruv, I'm just playing along.

Do you know how hard it is to

maintain a cover like that? - Yeah.

- You think I want to be there,

sniffing cocaine and them things there?

- Yeah, well, did you have to squeeze Scooch's

batty like that?

- Bro, it's work.

- Work?

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

- Yeah.

- I didn't even feel the batty anyway.

- You squeezed it so good I felt the batty

and I was 10 feet away.

Listen, I think you're starting to enjoy

this a little too much, Tyrone.

Just remember, this is work.

Not enjoyment town.

All right?

Yo, put the wire on.

They're coming.

- When they arrive, stay sharp

and make sure we're covered.

We'll show pictures of the girls first,

then agree the money.

I don't trust the Weis.

Gentlemen.

Everything good?

- [Bishop And Pike] Yeah.

[Liu speaking in foreign language]

- [Jing] How old?

- [Patrick] 18.

[speaking in foreign language] 18.

[speaking in foreign language]

She's 16.

[Liu speaking in foreign language]

- [Jing] This one?

- [Patrick] Very nice, very compliant too.

[Jing speaking in foreign language]

[Jing and Liu laughing]

She's one of our favourites, yeah.

[Liu speaking in foreign language]

- [Jing] Cup size?

- [Patrick] 32B.

Great looker.

[Jing and Liu speaking in foreign language]

- [Liu] This one, how old?

- This one here?

16.

I can personally vouch for that unit.

Very lively.

- This service is just the beginning.

We can provide a steady stream of girls.

- 20 units maybe.

Maybe more.

- But it comes at a price.

Each unit-- - Money is no issue.

Transport is our concern.

- [Elena] Leave that to us.

- Who is he?

- He?

- Where were we?

We provide safe passage, price per unit goes up.

- This one.

- Have you got any real young?

- Enough!

[pound] [grunting]

- [Elena] Alex!

- I am the person who has the final say

in this family.

Whatever deal you agreed to with my sister is dead.

- Just like that?

- Just like that.

[grunts]

- So!

[grunts]

- This family only stays above ground

because we stay under the radar.

- Nah uncle, we had a good deal there.

- Shut the fuck up, Mikey!

You're not the future of this family.

In fact, you are a stain.

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

- Why did you wait until now to kill this deal?

- Because you have forgotten your place

and needed to learn a lesson.

One that you will remember.

Move them out of your apartment, and cut them loose.

[tense music]

- I have four properties listed for Elena Markides.

Two clubs, a sauna and an apartment

about three miles away.

- That's got to be the place.

- Well, let's do it.

- Well?

- Okay, let's go.

[Mikey and Elan mumbling in foreign language]

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

- No.

- What, you never learnt anything from sleeping

with that Greek girl?

- Nothing I can repeat, bro.

- Well that's settled then.

The deal's back on.

Patrick's moving the girls to the West side docks.

Mikey will go and meet him there.

- Alex said no deal.

- I'll take care of Alex.

- [Mikey] Right, come on boys, let's go.

- All right, man, I'm just gonna go toilet.

[phone rings] - Nasty fuckers.

- Sh sh!

Fucking sh, it's Bishop.

You're on loudspeaker, mate.

- Did you get all of that?

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

Mikey's gonna be at the handover.

- Okay, Bish, did they say where?

- West side docks.

[whimpering]

[grunting]

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

They get on that boat and they're never coming back.

- Bruv, don't break your cover.

[girls whimpering]

Here we go.

[engine roaring]

[whimpering] [grunting]

- Armed police!

Don't move don't do it!

[guns firing] [frenetic music]

- Come on, move!

[police sirens blaring] [guns firing]

[motorcycle engine roaring]

[grunting]

[tyres squealing]

[guns firing] [muffled shouting]

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

- Just keep missing, yeah?

- Miss?

I'm a good shot!

- Keep missing!

[guns firing] [muffled shouting]

You all right?

- Yeah.

- [Patrick] Come, come here!

[whimpering]

- [Paige] He's taken her hostage.

Hold your fire, hold your fire!

- [Policeman] Let her go, go!

- Put the gun down!

Gun down!

- Yo!

[gun firing]

- Babe, it's gonna be okay, it's gonna be okay.

Hand her over.

- Don't move!

- Gun down, hand her over.

Chantel, it's going to be okay.

- Do yourself a favour, turn around and walk away.

- [Paige] Patrick, you don't want to do this.

Right, hand her over.

- What are you gonna do? You gonna shoot, eh?

- It's okay.

- Could kill your little friend here.

- You've got nowhere to go, mate.

You've got nowhere to go, hand her over.

- Hey, kid.

- You all right, Bish?

- I always knew there was something wrong with you.

When Mikey finds out--

- Who's gonna tell him, you?

- One more step.

- Never gonna happen, mate.

- Chantel, keep looking at me.

[gun fires] [Chantel screams]

[crying] It's okay, it's okay.

- Five men dead, including our suspect, Straker,

and two of our own.

It's a mess.

It's what you get working with amateurs.

Top priority are the Markides.

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

- Did you hear that?

They're going to go after Alex.

- Yep, we can't let them do that, bruv.

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

- Agreed.

We need to get him out of here, now.

[Amsterdam team talking quietly]

- See you in a bit.

We've got some paperwork to do.

[engine roaring] [tyres squealing]

[tense music]

- Come on, if we move fast we should be okay.

- I can't just move fast, I'm getting old!

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

- Hey.

Thanks for coming back.

Others wouldn't.

- We're not home yet.

[police siren blaring]

- [Pike] Yo yo, I think we need to go, you know!

- Hey, come on, come on!

Hey, bro.

- [Pike] Yeah?

- You know all those times I told you don't drive fast?

- Yeah.

- Drive fast.

[engine roaring]

So Alex, Dezzy's waiting for you at the Noordermarkt.

He's gonna get you home.

[tyres squealing]

[brakes screeching]

- [Pike] Get out the way, get outta the way!

Get outta the way!

- Got a fed, fed, fed, fed!

Back up, bro.

Back up, back up, back up, back up.

[police siren blares]

You drive as reckless backwards as you drive forwards!

- [Pike] You know you like it.

- Go that way!

- I'm going, I'm going.

[energetic music] [tyres squealing]

♪ Run boy run

♪ This world is not meant for you ♪

♪ Run boy run

♪ They're trying to catch you

♪ Run boy run

♪ Running is a victory

♪ Run boy run

♪ Beauty lies behind the hills

[engines roaring]

- Watch the bike!

- Hold on.

[tyres squealing]

♪ The sun will be guiding you

♪ Run boy run

♪ They're trying to stop you

♪ Run boy run

- I knew we shouldn't have come here.

I blame you for this, you know.

- Blame me?

- Yeah, I blame you!

Left, left, left, left, left, left!

[tyres squealing] Straight!

- Nah, I'm going left!

- I said straight!

- [Pike] I'm going left!

[police siren blaring]

♪ Run boy run

♪ This ride is a journey

♪ Run boy run

♪ The secret inside of you

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

[guns firing]

- I can't see anything!

Get out the window!

- No way!

- Now, will be going in the canal, bro!

[tyres squealing]

- Concentrate on the road!

- I'm driving, you idiot!

- Maybe not the best time for this?

- All right.

Take a right, now!

- What now?

- No, now!

[tyres squealing]

Yeah, good, good, good, keep going!

All right, take a left, all right?

- [Pike] Left or right!

- [Bishop] Left!

Yeah, right!

- [Pike] God's sake!

- [Bishop] No, all right, go, go, go!

- [Pike] Let's get out!

Let's get out!

- [Alex] Dezzy!

Wait for us, we're on foot now.

- Come on, come on, go, go, go!

Come on!

- [Bishop] Come on, come on, come on.

- [Pike] Come on!

[police siren blaring]

Out the way, out the way!

[brakes screeching]

[exciting music]

- Come on!

Come on, come one, come on!

- Shit.

Go, go, go, go, go!

Come on!

[brakes screeching]

Come on!

Come on!

- Come on!

Come on!

- [Dezzy] Let's go!

- Get in, get in!

- Oi, where is Elena?

Mikey?

- [Dezzy] They made it out, Alex.

- Get in, get in!

- [Dezzy] I'm trying, I'm trying man!

- Go.

[tyres squealing]

- Oh, G.

- Yeah, you good?

- Yeah, man.

I'm too old for this, you know.

[police sirens blaring]

- Ah, yo, what's up, what's up?

[muffled shouting]

- [Policeman] Drop your weapons!

[muffled shouting]

You are surrounded!

Weapons down, now!

- Whoa, guys!

- [Scooch] Whoa, wait, wait, stop, stop!

Lower your weapons.

Stay where you are, don't move!

Weapon down, hands up now!

[muffled shouting]

- What now?

- What you saying?

You reckon we made the right choice?

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

- Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.

- I want to speak to your supplier.

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

[pounding drum beat]

[automatic weapon fire] - Cheers.

- Bish! - Yo!

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

- Anyone in particular?

- You'll see.

[energetic techno music]