Original subtitles

- You wanna work with us or not?

Make up your mind. [tense music]

- [Munroe] Mikey hired Yustmanov to kill Brandon.

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

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

- Because you have forgotten your place.

- [Bishop] They've moved the girls

and they're still doing the deal.

- [Jonesy] Armed police!

- Thanks for coming back.

[sirens wailing]

- You reckon we made the right choice?

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

[sirens wailing]

[tense music]

- They'll be here. They've just got to stay under the radar.

[tyres screeching] [engine rumbling]

- [Ronald] Ooh!

- Yo, yo!

- [Ronald] What?

- Bruv, just ease off, we're here.

- And miss the opportunity of watching you suffer?

Why would I do that?

- Which radar is that, exactly, hmm?

- [Bishop] You know why this is called a carpark?

'Cause you don't spin cars, you park them.

- [Ronald] What, like this, yeah?

- [Bishop] Yeah, yeah, like that!

- [Ronald] Bruv, why you holding on?

Alright, listen, listen, stop being a baby.

- [Bishop] You're a baby.

- Sorry, ma'am, sir.

- He wanted to make sure we weren't followed.

- Oh, come on, boys, please.

- So what makes you think you've got the right

to disobey Dutch Police on their own territory?

You assisted your target on evading capture.

Had I not pulled strings, you'd still be in a Dutch prison.

- We've got Alex's confidence now.

- Oh, have you?

What you gonna do, flog him a pyramid scheme?

- Sir, we're in.

If I got any closer to Mikey,

my dick would be in his pocket.

You can't pull us out now.

The Markides are sitting

on a multi-billion-pound trafficking operation

and we're about to get the keys.

Just give us some more time.

- One week, one week you bring me something tangible,

or I shut you down.

Am I making myself clear?

Yes?

- [Ronald And Cockridge] Yeah.

- Your badges are on the line

and you've just been given a little more rope.

Don't hang yourselves.

[Bishop sighs]

- Did she say "hanging"?

- Yeah, not the phrase I would use

around black people.

♪ Would you take a bullet

♪ Would you bite the gun

♪ I've fallen to my knees

♪ And yes there was already one ♪

♪ Through dark nights

♪ We burn bright

♪ Till the sun sets, till the sun sets ♪

♪ Though dark nights

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ We burn bright

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ I'll take my time, I'll keep on holding on ♪

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ Through dark nights

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ We burn bright

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ I'll pull myself together

♪ Keep on holding on

- [Alex] Twenty years

since I last run from the police.

[Michael] Deals go wrong sometimes, Uncle.

- Not my deals!

And if it wasn't for your friends here,

I'd be in prison now!

- Alex, you had no reason to be involved at all.

This was our thing and you come

and you smash it with a hammer!

- I'm taking a trip back to Nicosia in a few days.

You will do nothing until I return.

- I got shit to do, man.

- I said nothing!

From now on, you don't make a single move

without me knowing.

You hear me?

- A token of my appreciation, hmm.

Loyalty is becoming something to cherish in this family.

See yourselves out, I'm off to Pilates.

- Well, he's fucking nuts

if he thinks I'm gonna sit here and do nothing.

[tense music]

- You know what? - Yeah?

- Alright, mate? - How are you?

- [Man] You seen Bolis?

He's a prick, but he's huge.

- The fight's ready. - Great.

- [Bishop] What we doing here?

- Expanding.

[crowd cheering] [betters shouting]

[fists thudding]

- Get him!

- Come on!

- Get on him!

[men grunting]

- Rio!

- [Michael] What did I say?

That old fucking skylos

ain't gonna stop me making moves, man.

- [Ronald] What, you gonna become

a bare-knuckle fighter now, yeah?

- [Michael] Nah, man, you see that fella over there?.

- [Ronald] What, the one with the weak jaw

and the slow feet?

- Nah, the one he's fighting for.

That's Matlock, he's an arms dealer.

Does most of the stuff in North London.

- [Ronald] But you can get guns.

- Yeah, but not on his level.

- [Bishop] Bruv?

- His supplier can get anything you want.

- That's who I'm gonna sit down with.

I'm getting my own pipeline, man.

[fists thudding] [men grunting]

- Get up!

[audience cheering]

[fists thudding]

- Yes, Matlock, how much you lost this time?

- Fuck you, Markides.

I'll tell you what, how about this?

Little stack each on the next fight, winner takes all.

Just to, you know, get us warmed up.

- Yeah, nah, I'm not here to gamble, mate.

- Oh right, you wanna place an order, interesting.

Cause I've got some pretty heavy-duty kit

coming down the pipe.

- Nah, I'm good, man.

I just, I wanna speak to your supplier.

Hook me up with him.

- My, hang on, so, you want me to cut myself

out of my own deal?

- I'm just doing what my uncle said.

- My guy is very, you know, he's low key.

- Alright, well, just hook me up with him and--

- Mikey, Mikey, read my lips.

I cannot help you, all right?

- Fuck this, you carrying?

- No, no, no, no, listen, it's cool.

He likes to gamble, yeah?

- [Michael] Yeah.

- Right.

- [Matlock] Bring Yustmanov.

- [Ronald] What you say, Matlock?

- [Matlock] What do you want?

- How about we get on the canvas,

me against your guy?

- You what?

- We win, you hook Mikey up.

We lose, we'll give you twenty bags.

- Twenty grand?

[whistles] That's a, that is a lot of, yeah,

fuck it, why not.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- [Ronald] Cool.

- [Matlock] Angus, mate?

- [Michael] Twenty bags, yeah?

What you doing?

- Come on, bruv, how am I gonna lose?

You know me.

- You did what?

- Look, Mikey said Matlock is a guns dealer, bruv.

We need to see where this leads.

- [Bishop] Alright.

- What are you doing?

What are you doing?

- Listen, if you get knocked out,

I'm shooting the whole place up, standard.

- You've got no faith in me.

I ain't gonna lose, man.

Here you are, take that.

Out the way, move.

[audience cheering]

- Good?

[fists thudding]

- What, what you saying now?

[fists thudding] [men grunting]

What?

[Angus roars]

[head thudding]

[audience cheering]

- [Man] Go on!

[man whistling] - Go on, get back in!

- Get off!

- [Referee] You good?

[men grunting] [fists thudding]

- Don't let him!

[Angus grunting]

[audience booing]

- Knock that shit off!

Calm down, baldy!

[fists thudding]

- [Referee] Get back, back!

Get!

- Go on, T, T.

- [Matlock] Come on!

- Yo, yo, yo, yo! [fists thudding]

- [Matlock] Mikey!

[fists thudding] [body thuds]

[audience cheering]

- What you got now!

- I told you, bruv!

Come on!

- That's what I'm talking about, T!

That's what I'm talking about.

[phone ringing]

- [Woman] If it comes to it,

I can come tomorrow at half past eight?

- What sort of wanker drinks coffee pods anyway?

- You don't really think

he'll shut Pike and Bishop down, do you?

- Well, you know what angry little men are like.

- Exactly, that's why we need to start

firming up the evidence against the Markides.

Find their accountant, Tanis Sioftanos.

- Can try.

- [Tanner] Great.

- [Jonesy] Oi oi.

Ma'am, you're gonna wanna kiss me when you hear this.

- [Tanner] Oh, well, I'll try to restrain myself.

- Mikey's favourite hit man, Yustmanov,

is willing to talk.

- Reality of life inside spun his nut,

he wants a deal.

- Which means we could get Mikey

on conspiracy to murder.

You hoping if we get Mikey and Elena,

they'll flip on Alex?

- Well, Bishop says that things between them are frayed,

so they could turn on him.

The thing about criminals is, they all talk eventually.

Get to it.

- Yep. on it, ma'am. - I'll trace him, ma'am,

on it. - She's right,

Richard's in being talked to.

- [Matlock] My supplier-goes by the name Reppas42.

He floats in the dark web.

Which means he can get his hands on pretty much anything.

Anything from De'ac pistols to fucking Armalites,

you name it.

- Yeah, go on.

- I put in an order and I pay for it using Bitcoin.

Stuff gets dropped off.

Whole thing, totally anonymous.

- Yeah, man, that's sick.

How do I meet him?

- Meet him?

You don't, Mikey.

No one does, he's a ghost.

Told you before, he likes to keep it low key.

- That's it?

- Place an order, see for yourselves.

- Reppas 42, is he fucking joking me?

- Cool down, cool down.

I know some boys that are into all this tech shit.

I'll get them to do some digging.

- If you two find this Reppas 42,

I'm gonna see you right for life.

Do you understand me?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, man.

Listen, there's no way we can let him

run a pipeline of guns, bruv.

- Nah, nah, we're not gonna do that.

Do I look stupid to you?

- Well, I would say-

- Don't answer that.

Listen, let him think he's doing it

but we run a gun dealer upstairs to Cockridge.

We might just save our jobs.

And we get Mikey for gun running. [tongue clicking]

- That's true, you're smart.

- I've been telling you.

[phone ringing] Ain't I been telling you?

- Hold on.

Hello, yeah, this is Donna's dad.

Alright, yeah, I'll be there soon.

- Whoa, whoa. - I've got to get

to Donna's school.

- [Bishop] What's happening?

- What sports are you into exactly, Mr Pike?

- Curling.

- Well, I'm sorry to pull you away,

but Donna was feeling poorly.

We left Mum a message.

- That's okay.

How you feeling now, baby?

- Definitely better than you.

[door thuds]

- I'm so sorry, sweetie, you okay?

Ronald, what're you doing here?

- Well, I just, you know?

- What happened to your face?

- Curling.

[bell ringing]

- I lay a plate for you every night for supper, hoping...

- Aw, babe, come on.

- Don't "babe" me.

Look, the kids are going crazy.

They miss you.

I need my husband.

- You know I'm fully in it right now.

- In what?

I need you inside me, Ron.

- Yeah?

- Yeah, not in some case.

I don't care about your silly crime bosses somewhere.

- First of all, it's not silly, alright?

I'm trying to make the world a better place

for my kids to grow up in.

- I'm trying my best.

- Yeah, so am I.

- Is Daddy coming home for dinner tonight?

- No, sweetie, he's gonna have takeaway with his friends.

[sad music]

[sirens wailing] [tense music]

- [Ronald] Proper, man.

- [Bishop] Yeah?

- [Ronald] Mm.

- [Bishop] Good, yeah?

- Good, bruv.

- Let me just try one, make sure it's-

- [Ronald] Bro, no, no, no, my wings man!

- [Bishop] Hey, hey, hey gonna eat ya!

Oh my god.

Hey, remember when we used to eat this all the time?

- Yeah, matter of fact, you still do now.

Bruv, I've seen the boxes all over your yard, man.

- No, those boxes in my place are from,

other people leave them there.

- Other people? - Yeah.

- What other people?

- Girls and that. - "Girls and that"?

What's the "and that"?

I don't get it.

- You investigate what I do in my spare time?

- That's exactly what I'm doing.

- Well, I'm just saying--

- Yeah, what's happening, lads?

- Why you puffing up your chest and that?

- Yo, Scooch. - Hey.

- Whoa, you've looked better.

- [Ronald] Yeah, thanks Munroe.

Anyway, why you got us here?

- As I said, once I'd placed the order with Reppas,

I got a WhatsApp from a burner

saying order the voodoo wings.

- Shit, you're bleeding, Pike.

- Yeah, no, I'm good, I'm good.

It's just a scratch, alright?

[lid banging]

Go on then.

- You go.

- Bruv, you think I'm going in there with this?

You mad?

- Things I do for this job.

- What you saying, we good?

- [Bishop] We're good.

[phone ringing] - I'll get it.

No, let me answer that.

- We ordered low end stuff so as not to alert him.

- Most have their serial numbers burnt off,

but some did leave a trace that we can follow.

- Refashioned starter pistol,

the type they used to use in the races.

There's a few of them in here.

- This brand was mostly supplied

to the south east of the country.

- Good, can we narrow it down?

- This old beauty is a Thomas Horsley.

It was stolen in a burglary in Kent, near Canterbury.

- We ran a cross reference for similar gun thefts

and they all lead back to the same area in Kent.

- We searched nearby race tracks

and less than five miles away is a greyhound track

that used to use the exact same pistols.

- We reckon that's where Reppas is.

- Where would Pike and Bishop be without you lot, eh?

- I know.

- Good work.

- Yeah, I'm impressed.

How'd you know he was in Kent?

- He runs a tight ship,

but his delivery service is sloppy, man.

- Alright, well you sniff him out

and you give him my offer.

I want in on his business.

And use the family name if you've got to get over the line.

- Alright.

You okay, yeah?

- Just a bit of pest control I need to take care of.

Some people don't know the meaning of the word loyalty,

you know what I mean?

- Anyone in particular?

- You'll see.

- Thank you for keeping me informed, Andre.

- [Bishop] Mm hmm.

- Mikey's heading for a cliff

and without a father around,

unfortunately, I'm left to make sure he doesn't fall off.

- You didn't think he was just gonna sit around

at home, did you?

- Of course, he may be a clown, but he's an ambitious clown.

And a potentially dangerous one.

- [Bishop] Mm hmm.

- I want you to keep an eye on him.

Let him get on with his little plan.

- Okay.

- I'll step in when I have to.

- [Bishop] Mm hmm.

- My trip to Cyprus, why don't you join me?

I have some business with the new chief of police to handle.

- Come to Cyprus, really?

- What, you look surprised?

- I'm just excited, man, that's all.

Sounds good.

- Besides, I'll enjoy showing you my family home.

- [Bishop] Yeah, that's a sick house, man.

[Alex laughs]

- Good news.

Now, this is Yustmanovon on the seg wing

at Lea Cross prison earlier today.

He wants a transfer, he wants a sentence reduction.

Now, we'll play ball if and only if, he gives us enough

to put Mikey away.

- Thank fuck for that.

- Yes, indeed.

Now where are we at with this arms dealer?

- Oh, Pike and Bish are on it now.

- Ah, well, things are looking up, Tanner, eh?

Maybe they'll live to fight another day?

- Yes, yes, yes!

- Ma'am, he really is a complete--

- Yes, he really is.

[crowd cheering] - Come on!

[muffled commentating]

- Why's my one the last one?

- Bunch of mutts, man.

So what you saying, Cyprus, yeah?

Proper one of the family now innit, Andre?

- No, Alex just wants me out there as back up

for this new police chief that's just started.

- And that's probably why Mikey's getting so jumpy, innit?

He started talking shit to me today about loyalty

and all that, man.

- Mikey doesn't even know about the trip.

Alex didn't wanna tell him

'cause he knows if Mikey shows up,

he's gonna be a liability.

- You like him, don't you, Alex?

- Who, what?

- You know what I mean, bro.

- Listen, bro, I'm a police officer, yeah?

So whether I like the guy or not is irrelevant.

Bottom line is, he's going down.

- Down where?

- No, no, not down here.

I just meant as a...

Hey, yo, that's the manager, man.

- Yeah, she could point us in the right direction.

[machine beeping] - Thanks.

- Karen, there's two guys here to see you.

- Okay.

- You wanted to see me?

- Yes, hello.

We had a business proposal we wanted to put forward

to one of your clients, Reppas 42?

- Unless that's a name of a dog,

I'm afraid I can't help.

- We believe he's one of your regular buyers.

- It's actually the owner who deals with sales.

- So can we talk to the owner then?

- I can ask.

- [Bishop] Yes, please.

- Why you talking like that?

- Bruv, when you talk extra polite like that,

and raise your octaves,

it makes people do what you say.

- You sound stupid, man.

- I'm telling you.

She's coming.

- He asked if you could come back this evening.

- Thank you.

- [Karen] You're welcome.

- See.

- You might be right, son.

- I am right.

[tense music]

- What's this, lads?

The welcome party, yeah?

- More of a send-off.

- You Reppas?

- You ain't got no business here.

- Well you don't know what we're offering.

- Not interested.

Go home, or get hurt.

Ain't that right, lads?

You have a nice evening now.

- Nice guys.

- You notice the ink? - Mm hmm.

Yo, update, what we got?

- Okay, dagger tattoo, it's from the Marines.

My dad was a commando, he had the same one.

- Ooh rah!

That's what they say, innit?

- [Bishop] Yeah, well, they certainly looked the part.

- That's why Tanner wants us there with you.

- [Bishop] Nice of her to worry.

- Alright, boys, we're not far out.

We'll see you soon.

- [Ronald] Yo, Jonesy, what you got?

- Ben Woodhall, wounded in Afghanistan.

Honourable discharge with PTSD.

- [Ronald] Has he got a sleeve?

- [Jonesy] Arrested for inciting violence at a peace rally

to celebrate war vets.

- Violence at a rally for war vets?

Not much of a team player, is he?

- A lot of these guys come home angry.

It's hard to re-adjust.

- Check the employment records for his unit

after leaving the force.

- Okay, one of his unit

currently works at a place called Z.D.M. Engineering.

It's a gearbox factory about two miles from the stadium.

- That'd give them every tool they need to bore guns.

- You want me to get on the phone to local police?

- We don't have enough proof.

And anyway, even if we call local police

it'd just scare them away.

- [Munroe] What we thinking then?

- Thinking we go in first, get the proof ourselves, innit.

- Nice, you jealous you're gonna miss out

on all the fun, Jonesy?

- Nah, mate, I've just got Chinese on the way.

- That reminds me, I'm gonna go and get myself

something from the machine.

- Can I get a protein bar?

- Yeah, yeah, get me a bar of chocolate as well, man.

- Yeah and some crisps

- Yeah, yeah, yo, crisps.

I need crisps as well, Frazzles.

- Hold on, what is this?

What am I, Django or something?

- You know the rules,

whoever goes to the machine first

is the person who gets the round in, yeah?

So you still going?

- Yeah, I'm going.

- Alright, get me a drink, man.

Yo, Tizer!

Tiz, did he hear that?

Tizer!

[hands thudding]

- Yo, what is wrong with these machines?

Yo, one, two, one, two.

[fists banging] Come on man!

- Are you trying to start another fight?

- Yeah, well I fancy my chances with this one.

Stealing my money and that, man.

- Look, Pike, about Amsterdam

we kissed as part of the job.

It doesn't have to mean anything.

- It's cool. - Yeah?

- Yeah, we were just doing what was required, weren't we?

And it was quick thinking on your part, so.

Some people have no idea what we go through, man.

- That's why we stick together, we get it.

- We do.

[machine whirs] [snacks thud]

I better get that.

[birds squawking] [sirens wailing]

- [Paige] Yes, ma'am, we're just outside the Factory.

Yeah, we're going in.

- Good? - Yeah

- It's a basic alarm system.

Easy to navigate and there's no sign of life.

- Alright, let's go then.

- [Scooch] Good luck.

[glass smashing]

- [Ronald] Shh, yo, psst.

- [Bishop] There is a lot of guns, man.

- [Ronald] A lot of guns, bro.

- [Bishop] Come on, you need to see this.

- Yo, Bish.

- What, what, man?

I've been doing the push-ups

like you said, close handed--

- Look.

- [Ronald] Yeah, you've got one as well.

- Glock 19s, fifteen rounds of 9 mm dum-dum bullets.

The kind we use in theatre.

You really should have gone home.

- Gotta to hand it to you boys.

You really turned your basic training

into transferable skills.

- Yeah, way to give back to the community, man.

- We've given enough.

Fireball from an IED, pretty, eh?

- [Lee] Let's just pop them, Sarge.

They've got to go.

- Not yet, we don't know what kind of trail they've left.

Yous police, I can smell it.

- Boys, listen.

You know if you spend too long in the dark,

eventually someone will come along and shine a light on you.

[guns firing]

[glass smashing]

- Move!

[tense music]

- Let's go.

This might surprise you but I'm out of ammo.

Gimme a clip.

- I haven't got one.

- [Bishop] They're coming, let's go.

[tool crashing]

- Guns.

- [Ronald] It's fucking empty.

Come on.

Yo.

Go on.

[guns banging]

[metal clangs]

[guns banging]

[man yells]

Don't move.

- [Scooch] Freeze.

[gun bangs]

- No surrender.

- Don't do it, Ben.

[gun bangs]

[solemn music]

- He was never gonna come quietly, Pike.

Some people just wanna be put out their misery.

- I know but he used to be one of the good ones though.

- [Bishop] A lot of deaths and no solution.

- The type of violence they've seen, it changes people.

[wings fluttering]

[gun bangs]

- [Ronald] Shit, sniper!

- [Officer] Take cover!

Station, we need back up!

Take cover!

- You alright? - Yeah.

Yo, Bish, Bish!

- Yo.

- [Ronald] Try and see if you can get eyes on, bro!

- What, how? Do you want me to stand up and have a look?

- Yeah.

Try and use your phone, man!

[Gun bangs] Shit.

- Top floor window of the tower.

- Alright, good, let's go.

[gun banging]

Bro, we need to get over there somehow, man.

- How we gonna do that?

- Cover fire, innit, you go.

- You want me to run over there?

- Yeah!

What?

- Alright, alright.

- Ready? - Yeah.

- Three, two, one.

[guns banging]

- [Officer] Go, go, go!

Hold your muzzle!

[roof clangs]

- [Bishop] He's on the move!

[gun banging]

Yo!

- Oi, freeze.

Put down the weapon.

[sirens wailing]

- Now turn around, slowly.

You're Reppas?

- Well done, boys.

Got there in the end.

- Whoa, you gotta see this.

3D printers, put them together like Lego and boom.

One untraceable, undetectable weapon.

- But they look like plastic.

- That's 'cause they are.

And the technology's improving all the time.

Yeah, we're gonna be dealing with these a lot

in the next few years.

- Sooner than you think.

Looks like they've already been distributed.

[printer whirring]

- Decorated Sapper, served two tours in Iraq,

one in Afghanistan.

Officer Haleton, could you spell

Reppas backwards for me, please?

- S-A-P-P-E-R, Sapper.

- Reppas 42, 24 Commando, Royal Engineers.

That's you, isn't it, Karen?

How did it come to this, eh?

A gun factory, that's a far cry

from serving for queen and country.

- Fuck queen and country.

You can't know what it's like

so don't try and empathise with me.

I've spent years on the street,

being ignored by the people whose lives I fought for,

who my friends died for.

That's the real crime.

I gave everything for my country.

All for a leg full of shrapnel and an army pension

when I get to sixty, double win, eh?

And you've got the nerve to ask me

about queen and country.

- I want to raise a glass. [upbeat music]

Andre, Tyrone, my beautiful boys.

Alright, look.

- [Bishop] Cheers.

- Cheers, bruvva.

- This is how it's gonna go down.

I'm the new Reppas now.

Matlock's given me all his customers.

We're gonna run the operation and then kerching.

- That's gonna make a lot of noise, right?

I mean, enough for your uncle to hear.

- Ugh, my uncle, my uncle, my uncle.

I don't fucking care, man, alright?

- I'm just saying, bruv.

- I told you, I don't need his blessing.

I'm moving up on my own.

I just dealt with a problem

I was having with a grass today.

Let's celebrate, man, it's all good, okay?

- Yeah, man, cool, cheers.

- [Men] Cheers.

[Michael snorting]

- Ma'am, I think you should put a call in

to Lea Cross prison.

Sounds like Mikey's making a move on Yustmanov.

- No, it's all right, we've already signed the deal.

We're gonna interview him this afternoon.

- No, this afternoon will be too late.

- He's on seg wing on 24-hour lockdown.

He has exercise alone and he has food in his cell.

- I'm just saying, wherever Mikey's planning on doing it,

it sounds like he's activated it already.

So you might as well get one of the unit to go check it out.

Don't drive too fast.

[sirens wailing]

[Yustmanov huffing]

- Jonesy, put your foot down.

- Yustmanov.

[door buzzes]

- You wanna grab mine for me?

Thanks.

- This way, it's just up here on your left.

- Oh, shit.

Check the CCTV.

You're not gonna find anything, but do it anyway.

- Yeah.

- Ma'am, what I don't understand is, how a prisoner

under 24-hour surveillance gets shot in the face?

- Preliminary ballistics show plastic residue.

- It's got to be them 3D guns,

the ones that Reppas was shifting.

- Mikey.

- Yeah.

- He never kills anyone, just gets people to do it for him.

- He acts like a fool, but he's smarter than we thought.

- Suppose we've run out of time with Cockridge?

- Maybe not.

[Alex laughs]

[Alex speaks in foreign language]

- Oh, Alex, are you sure you don't want me to come

to Cyprus with you?

I would love to see our brother.

- No, no, it should be straight forward.

Besides, I'll have Andre with me if anything gets tricky.

- I didn't know he was going.

- You didn't ask, Michael.

- Mum, I'm telling you, ever since Amsterdam,

Andre has been all round Alex.

There's something not right about him.

And now he's going to our home, our fucking home.

- It's fine, it's okay.

Alex is, he's just lonely, that's it.

- I don't care, I'm telling you he's a wrong 'un.

- Michael, you brought him in.

Look just leave it with me, okay?

I'm gonna dig around.

I'm gonna find out about him.

[TV characters talk in foreign language]

- This is Tanis Sioftanos.

He's been the Markides' accountant

for over twenty years.

We've not been able to locate him until now.

- He's in Cyprus, so if anyone knows

how the Markides launder their money, it's him.

- And if anyone knows where the bodies are buried, it's him.

- Cyprus, so what's your plan?

- Well, Alex has invited me over there.

So I think I'm going to try and pressure Sioftanos

and see if he can go on record.

If I still have my job?

- Wait, you're gonna go over there completely on your own,

in their backyard, yeah?

They own the island.

You make a phone call, they're listening.

We're unable to contact Cypriot police,

because guess what, they own them too.

That's suicide if you ask me.

- [Tanner] Fuck.

- I'll get him.

Yo, you gonna be okay without me, yeah?

- Yeah, man, I got Alex.

- Alex?

Bruv, what is it?

Does he have a sense of humour

when I'm not there or something?

- I don't know, to be honest, I don't think he would smile

if he found a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow.

- Wherever you go, you know I follow.

- Yeah, man.

- If anyone tries to kill you, I'll brap them up.

Come on, man.

- [Munroe] Elena Markides is checking out

Bishop's legend online.

- Might just be a coincidence.

[tense music]

- So you heard of Tanis Sioftanos?

- Who is he?

- Markides' accountant

We find him and get him to talk, we can flip him.

[upbeat music]