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

They're wiling to testify that Elena Markides

covered up that murder.

- If you ain't gonna stand up to him, I will.

- You're gonna go to war with me.

- [Munroe] Elena Markides is checking out

Bishop's legend online.

- If I make a deal, would you stick around?

[gun firing]

Take care of this.

- I presume you've been treated well enough.

[suspenseful music]

- Game face on, bro, we're nearly home.

- Yeah.

- Boys.

We've got something big I want to look into

when we get back.

- Yeah, man.

Sounds good to me.

- Good.

In the meantime, a game?

- Sure, if you're ready to lose.

Come on, Mikes, move, man.

- Good, yeah?

♪ Would you take a bullet

♪ Would you bite the gun

♪ I fall onto my knees

♪ And yes the war's already won ♪

♪ Through dark nights we burn bright ♪

♪ Till the sun sets

♪ Till the sun sets

♪ Through dark nights

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ I'll take my time

♪ I'll keep on holding on

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ When it all goes wrong

♪ I'll pull myself together

♪ Keep on holding on

- Where are we, bro?

- Now I can't see the London Eye anywhere

so I'm pretty sure this isn't City Airport.

What's going on?

- Just business.

Nothing to worry about.

- Phones and bags.

Everyone has to do it.

You two, with me.

[engine revving]

- [Sarah] What do you mean they didn't show up?

- [Jonesy] Last we heard from air traffic control,

they entered British air space

right when they were supposed to.

Then they dropped off the radar.

- Shit.

- Air traffic control just got back to me.

Said a plane was last picked up headingd away from London.

- Why would they change direction mid flight?

- Pike and Bishop's communication.

- No checkins and when we call it goes straight to voicemail.

- Shit.

Jonesy, Munroe, get out there.

Scope out their haunts, talk to their people.

Paige, Scooch, we're gonna need to firm up Jodie now.

Elena starts poking around Bishop's cover

and then the boys disappear, I don't like it.

We might need to back her into a corner

and we're gonna need Jodie to do that.

- We'll try, ma'am.

- Do you really think she knows something?

- Let's see.

- Sarah Tanner.

Long time.

I'd say not much has changed.

That would be a lie.

- Elena.

- I assume you're here to discharge me.

You know this is ridiculous.

- Not so fast.

- Oh, come on, you've got nothing.

- We've got the right to question your client

on any case of interest.

- Fire away.

- We need to speak with your brother Alex

and your son Michael. Do you have any idea where they are?

- No idea.

- When did you last speak to them?

- Come on, Sarah, why don't you ask me what

you really want to know?

- Make yourself comfortable.

[engine idling]

[doors slamming]

- Yo, what's going on?

- Don't know.

You know how it is.

Everything's on a need to know only.

- Well, Mikey's cool, yeah?

- Nah, not really, but that's just Mikey, innit?

- You know what this family's like, properly dramatic.

- [Dezzy] You all right, Tel?

- Mr. Markides and Mikey are waiting in the study.

- Tyrone.

- Yeah, that's me.

- He's asked for you to wait in the main living room with me.

Dezzy, are you okay to take Andre to Mr. Markides?

- No worries.

- Coffee?

- Nah, I'm good.

[dramatic music]

- Andre.

Take a seat.

- Alex.

Michael.

What's up?

- During our flight back,

I received some worrying news about Tyrone.

- He's fucking police.

[laughing]

Tyrone.

No way.

- It's true.

- Bruv, it's funny, man.

It someone told me that my boy was a fed,

I would be shook.

You look calm as fuck.

- Is there anyone in the world that's not more calm than you?

[scoffing]

- Who the fuck are you talking to?

- Mikey, Mikey.

I'm sure about this, Andre.

How do I know isn't important.

But how you didn't is.

- Look, man, I don't know anything.

Tyrone came out after 10 years and asked me to get hooked up.

I mean, come on, you trust me, right?

- No, no, no, I fucking don't.

Because if Tyrone is a fed,

you are, too.

- If Tyrone is a fed, he played everyone.

[gun cocking]

- Uncle, why you letting him chat all this shit?

- 'Cause Alex knows I would never lie to him,

isn't that right?

- Yeah, I know.

But considering the circumstances,

you understand we have to pacify my nephew.

That's why you

are going to get rid of Tyrone.

- Yo!

All right, listen, what's going on, man.

What's happening?

- Are you police?

- What you doing, man?

- Are you police, oh, you a fed, you a fed, Tyrone?

Huh, you a fed? Are you a fed?

- Look, I told you he's a fed.

- Wanna play with me, Tyrone?

- Come on, man.

- You think you can play me?

- Why the fuck ain't you shot him yet?

- What are you talking about?

- What you got on us?

What you got on us?

- What are you talking about?

- Shoot him or I'm gonna shoot you.

- Let's be smart.

We make the wrong choice now, we're fucked.

- Shut up and do it.

- Andre.

- All right.

All right, we're police, you got us, what?

Cool?

- That hurt, you know.

- Sorry, man.

Yeah, that's right, feds, you little bitch.

What now, hmm?

No hard feelings, eh, just doing my job.

- From day one, I never liked you two.

[laughing]

- That's a lie, you loved us, bruv.

- Yeah, you did, you little dick.

- Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, back up.

Or your uncle's gonna get it.

- [Mikey] You think I'd give you a loaded gun?

- Listen, listen, guys.

Both of you just come quietly, yeah?

Make a statement, we'll go easy on you, yeah?

- Fucking hell, I must be dreaming.

Why the fuck would we come with you, Tyrone,

Jerome, whatever the fuck your name is.

- There's police listening and watching

every little thing we do and if you shoot us,

you'll be in cuffs before you even hit the ground.

- Oh, shit.

Is it?

Did you hear that, uncle?

They listening now, eh?

Oi, little piggies.

You better run in here now,

'cause I'm about to splatter your officer's brains

all over the wall.

Wait, what's that sound?

Yeah, it's more bullshit.

[gun cocking]

[groaning]

You fool, whoo, whoo, whoo back up, back up, back up.

It's calm.

You fucking prick.

Fucking.

[grunting]

- Enough!

Not in here, Mikey.

I don't want to leave any evidence.

They need to disappear without a trace.

- Alex.

Come on.

- Just doing my job.

[knocking]

- Paige.

What's, what's going on?

- Jodie, I don't have a lot of time.

I need to know if you're gonna testify against Elena.

- Well, what happened to not forcing me

to do anything I didn't want to do?

- Listen, things have changed.

People's lives are in danger.

- See, this is why I didn't want to get involved.

It's too dangerous.

- My fellow officers, my friends, my friends,

they're gonna die if you don't help me.

- Remember them?

The ones who saved your life.

Okay, now it's your chance to return the favour.

- Please, Jodie.

- [Munroe] That's the fella.

Darren Brownley.

Works for Mikey.

He's the manager apparently?

- He got a wrap sheet?

- Oh, yeah, he's on parole for aggravated assault.

- Lovely, let's go and get him, shall we.

- No, hold up.

We're gonna need a search warrant.

- Police.

- What do you want?

- Wanna know the whereabouts of Mikey Markides.

Now, I know you're gonna give it the whole

"I ain't no snitch, bruv" thing.

Why don't you listen to my friend here, first.

- Yeah, we're gonna search the place.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You got a warrant?

- Yeah.

Now, according to your parole condition,

if you're found with a weapon on or about your person,

it's straight back to the bin for you.

- I ain't got nothing on me.

- Oh, come on.

You know that's now how this works.

We wanna find something, we just will.

- Mikey called from Cyprus.

Said to keep the club open for when he got back.

Something about celebration drinks.

- Obviously he's not turned up.

So where'd he go?

- Called to check in and he just said to close up.

He's got business in the countryside,

won't be back till lunch.

That's it.

- There we go.

That wasn't so hard, was it?

Thanks for your cooperation.

- Oh, yeah, um.

- Here.

- No way we're going out like this, bro.

- You got a plan?

[grunting]

- You got something you want to say?

Who told you to talk?

- Wait.

I don't know who I'm more disappointed in.

You or me for being so stupid.

We were going to run all of this properly together.

- Alex, you're more than this.

I know you are.

- I wanted to believe I could be.

But it's too late now.

I'm sorry we couldn't live up to each other's expectations.

On your knees, gentlemen.

- Don't get excited though. There's no happy ending.

All right, well, this one's definitely mine.

Say goodnight, pussy.

- Wait, wait, wait, please, please,

let's just think about this, Alex.

Come on, man.

I know you don't wanna do this, I know you don't.

Mikey, man, he's got family, man.

You got family as well. Let's just think about it.

Jared. Come on bro, bro, please, we've always

had this special connection, man, please,

come on, just, I don't wanna die, man.

He's got family.

- You know I always knew you were a little bitch.

- Yeah.

[gun firing]

- Come this way, come!

- Yeah?

- Go.

[gun firing]

- [Alex] Get them!

- What have we got?

- We're cross-referencing Markides'

residences in the countryside with private airfields.

- Yeah, but have we actually found anything?

- No, sir, not yet.

- Richard?

Have a word, please?

I don't appreciate your tone, we're doing our best.

- Look, I warned you from the start

to play things by the book.

- Ma'am.

- Jodie.

- Yo, we need to get to a main road, before--

- Yeah, I know, I know, man, just give me a sec.

- You cool?

- No, man. My ribs.

- Come on, man, come on, G.

- [Dezzy] Move, move.

- Go there, go.

- Yo, check down there, down there.

[body thudding]

[gun firing]

- Yeah.

- Yeah, come, come.

- [Sarah] Okay, let's cut to the chase.

- My favourite part.

- I know that you've been in contact with Mikey

and Alex and I know why.

Where are they?

- I'm not following.

- If you tell me, I'll cut you a deal,

which means you might not spend the rest

of your life in a cell.

- We're leaving, now.

- Remember Jodie, a model

from the agency you co-owned?

- Not ringing any bells, no.

- This is a live camera.

She looks pretty good for a dead girl, doesn't she?

[phone ringing]

We're ready, Scooch.

- Jodie, can you just repeat what you told

us before about Elena?

- She covered up Leanne's death

and made me lie about it.

- And are you prepared to testify against her

in a court?

- [Jodie] Yes, I am.

- Elena.

If Mikey and Alex do what I think

they're planning on doing, there is no coming back

for any of you, I promise you that.

But if you help me, you stand a chance.

- This is a separate case.

I'm gonna need a break to reconvene with my client.

- If Mikey goes too far,

we will throw everything we've got at him

and there's a good chance he won't survive.

- What is it you want to know?

- They've taken a detour somewhere in the country.

Narrow it down.

- Alex has a few places.

The most discrete are near Carlisle and Norfolk.

They're in his late wife's name and he can fly

straight to both of them.

That's it.

That's all I know.

- Thank you.

All right, what we got?

- She's not lying.

There's a country manor in both locations

still in his wife's name, clever.

- So now we've got two locations

on either side of the country.

- Well, you'll have to split up.

We'll arrange backup in both locations.

- No, no, no, wait.

The nightclub manager said that Mikey would

be back by lunchtime.

Carlisle is six hours away.

There's no way he planned to be back by then.

- So they must be in Norfolk.

- This club manager could be lying.

- No, I trust Jonesy's instincts.

We'll alert the Cumbrian police just in case.

But I want the unit over in Norfolk now.

Good work.

- [Jonesy] Let's get on this.

- Do you want to sort out that support?

- Doing good, bro?

- Listen, I can't keep up, man.

- Yeah, what's new?

- Bruv, I'm being serious.

And then Markides could run up on us

at any minute.

- Yeah, if they do, we just handle them

like we did before.

- That was luck, bro.

- It might have been luck for you,

but I wasn't even on a 10.

- Ah, Bish.

- Yeah, I was on an eight, 8-1/2, maybe even a seven.

- All right, Bish, Bish, listen, listen.

If they catch up here, and only you can get away,

then just go, man.

- What?

No, no way, man.

What are you talking about?

- Bruv, everything we've done,

everything we've seen, it means nothing

if we both die out here today, right,

and I ain't having that.

Ah, man.

- Stop talking like that.

Come on, let's go.

- Bruv, listen to me, let's be real, all right.

Only one of us has to make it out.

And for the first time in your life

you're in better shape than me.

- Ah, man, come on, let's do this.

- Be serious.

Just promise me, yeah.

If you have to leave me, just go, all right?

- Never.

You done?

Come on.

- Easy, you can't just drag me there.

- [Bishop] Stop moaning.

You know, the trees are starting to thin like,

you know what that means, right?

- [Pike] Yeah, that we're getting closer to a main road.

[gun firing]

- [Pike] Come on, man, we've gotta move.

- Yeah, which way should we go, left or right?

- Right, right, right, right, right.

- Nah, let's go left.

- Bruv, what you ask me for?

[grunting]

[dramatic music]

- P!

P!

Pike!

[grunting]

- Gun down.

- Bish.

[helicopter whirring]

[blowing nose]

- Don't look at me like that.

- Like what?

Like you brought the police officers

into our family business?

- I worked with them,

you basically adopted one of them.

What have you told him?

And what if we can't find him?

Please.

- [Dezzy] Move.

Move.

[laughing]

- Where is the other one?

- Couldn't find him.

- Let me dead him off, right here, right now.

- You hear that, huh?

You hear that?

The police are looking for us all

and if they catch us,

we need something to bargain with.

We have to work together now, nephew.

- Bruv, once we're out of here.

- Mm-hmm.

- I promise you you're finished.

- Yeah, and when that time comes,

I'll be the one to do it.

Michael, go ahead.

Make sure we can get out of here safely.

I'll bring him.

Dezzy.

[suspenseful music]

[knocking]

[crashing]

[screaming]

- All right, guys, listen, calm down, calm down.

- Get outta here or I'm gonna hurt you.

- I'm gonna call the police.

- Call them.

That's exactly what I want you to do, now call them,

go on, call them.

- What?

- It's 999, it's simple.

Just give me the phone.

Yes, hello, this is Ronald Pike, Officer 100191.

Please can you put me through to

Branch Commander Sarah Tanner at the NCA now please.

- Pike.

Thank God.

- Yeah, ma'am.

Look, they got Bish and they know everything, yeah.

- Yeah, we know, the team are on their way.

Where is Bishop?

- I haven't got a clue.

He's probably back at the place

they took us to a couple of hours ago.

- Do something.

- I'm trying to do something.

- No point in me telling you to wait

for backup, is there.

- Fuck no.

- [Sarah] I didn't think so.

Be careful please.

- All right, ma'am, of course.

Is that your car outside?

- Yes, yes.

What sort of police are you then, exactly?

- Give me those.

- Oh, they're family heirlooms.

- Open the cage now before I wrap this

around your head and then arrest you

for fucking pissing me off, hurry up.

Quick!

- Yes.

And those.

Door.

Key!

Hey, thank you very much.

I really appreciate it, yeah.

- [Dad] Yeah.

[tyres screeching]

[dramatic music]

- [Tel] Take it easy, mate.

- Where are they?

- You are police, you won't shoot.

- Is that right?

[grunting]

Today is not the day to test me, mate.

Tell me or I blow your head off.

- Heading to the next petrol station,

north from the motorway.

- Is my boy alive?

- I don't know.

[gun cocking]

- Give me your phone, now.

Quick!

Yeah, come on.

- [Scooch] Hey, it's Scooch's phone, leave a message.

- Fuck.

[beeping]

Scooch, it's Pike.

Listen, you need to get to the nearest

petrol station north of the A11, all right.

I think they might be switching cars.

Please hurry up, we haven't got much time.

- [Alex] Pull over here.

I want a private word with Andre.

[door slamming]

- You're stalling.

You don't wanna do this, I know you don't.

- You don't know what I want.

Andre.

What's your real name?

- Aaron Bishop.

And I know you want to stop fighting

and running and killing. You told me yourself.

- And yet still you betrayed me.

- After Stefan in Cyprus, I had to.

- It would have been better if you took

me down weeks ago instead of getting close

and humiliating me in front of my family.

You made me feel like a fool.

- Alex, there's still time.

I can still help you, I wanna help you.

- All you've done is lie to me.

- It wasn't all lies.

I did grow up in the system

and I could have gone down the wrong path,

but I made the right choice like you can now.

- You are trying to stay alive.

- I can't lie, not dying would be pretty cool right now.

But I saw something in you, I did.

You told me you didn't choose this life.

But you can choose now.

- I really opened up to you, didn't I?

- Yeah.

- So, you should know I'm never going to prison.

Never.

- Come on, move.

- Branden was a better driver than you, Dezzy.

- Shut up.

- No matter what your intentions were,

you've still done a lot for me.

I promise to make it quick.

[tyres screeching]

[dramatic music]

[glass breaking]

- What happened to one of us

has to leave no matter what?

- What, you're not happy to see me, no?

[guns firing]

- So, what, now we just have to die together, yeah?

- Bruv, you know you can't do nothing without me.

- Give me some ammo.

- Yeah, come on, man.

[guns firing]

- Police!

- What time do you call this?

- Better late than never, mate, you all right?

- [Pike] Yeah, good, you?

- Yeah, yeah, give me more.

[guns firing]

- I'm not fucking letting him go.

- Mikey!

[glass breaking]

You fool!

- Fuck!

- Get out of the way!

- You ready?

- Let's go.

[guns firing]

[tyres screeching]

- Fuck.

Oh, oh!

[glass breaking]

[tyres screeching]

- Well, that's our car definitely out.

- Yeah, so's ours.

- Don't worry.

We got the whole area cordoned off.

They won't get far.

- Come on, move it, fella.

- Ah!

Bruv.

My guy was in love with you so much.

He never expected you to keep that murder weapon, did he?

- I know. It just shows me I guess I did a good job.

- A very good job, bro.

Ever since you took me to the fucking

private members club.

- Hey, I did tell you it was gonna

be big, though, didn't I?

- Yeah, man, you did.

- Hey, you didn't do too bad yourself.

Came back and rescued me all on your own.

Appreciate that.

- I mean I did all right.

- Yeah, you did all right.

I mean that, man, come on.

Come on, you did better than all right, man.

And when I just saw you in action,

it was like the A Team, it was like

you were Pikeus Baracus.

- Yeah.

Yo, yo.

- I'm sorry.

I forgot that he kicked you.

- You know my ribs are hurting me, man.

- Yeah, sorry, sorry.

- So what do you reckon, that's it then?

We did it.

- Yep.

Once they connect this to Stefan's murder,

Alex is done.

- [Jonesy] You boys find what you were looking for?

- Yeah, man, bag it.

- Thanks, man.

Let's get you two cleaned up, yeah.

I mean, you've looked better.

And to be honest, you don't smell that great.

- You try being dragged through the countryside

through manure and all of that stuff.

- I'm not judging, I'm just saying.

Just had the car cleaned.

Don't want you pair stinking it up, do I?

- You're judging.

- Yeah, I smell?

You smell yourself, lift up your arm

and smell your own arm.

It's not me, I never smell.

I never smell.

Yeah, yeah, ma'am, it's me.

I've heard you've been a bit stressed

and depressed recently,

but never fear, your favourite two team members

are on their way back.

- I see your brush with death

hasn't stopped you from being an annoying little shit.

- Yeah, I think it's made him worse, to be honest.

- [Sarah] Well, I'm glad you're back.

- Wait, whoa, whoa, whoa,

does that mean they are actually your favourite?

- [Sarah] I hate you all equally.

What's the latest on our favourite

drug trafficking murderers?

- Nothing.

- You come home, and that's an order.

Well done, you did great.

- You heard her, rest and recovery.

- Yeah, we're gonna need a few more of them please.

[guns firing]

- Is everyone all right?

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

- Yeah, me, too.

- You all right, Jonesy?

- Shit, he's been shot.

[gun firing]

We need to get out of here now.

- You all stay low, call it.

- Get backup, I need backup right away.

[gun firing]

- [Mikey] Fuck off!

[tyres screeching]

- Yo!

Come, Jonesy!

- What's happening?

- Mikey got away.

- I, um, I can't stop the bleeding.

- There's backup and an ambulance on the way.

- Come on, bruv, don't let them win, man.

Don't let them win, okay.

You got this, Jonesy, come on, man.

There's a lot of first aid kits in the car

outside, so let's go and get them.

- Munroe.

- What are you waiting for?

Come on, Jonesy, man.

Come on, Jonesy.

He's fine, he's good.

- Munroe.

Chris.

He's gone, man.

[sombre music]

- Still no sign of Mikey.

- No, but we've widened our search, so.

- Right, well, we need to know everything and soon.

I hope we're figuring out their next move.

- Whoa, what is your problem, man?

We just lost a fucking officer.

What, you can't give us five minutes?

- I told you this guy was a dickhead.

- Okay, okay.

Just give us minute.

- Yeah? - Yeah.

- You okay?

- I'm out of here.

- I've got him.

- You know, we had them.

We had them, ma'am, and they just,

they just slipped away, you know.

And they killed one of our team,

it's like, it's like we failed, you know.

- No, listen you haven't.

Come here, come here, come here, come here.

You did more than anyone could ask for, okay?

Both of you.

[dramatic music]

- It's our duty to do whatever we can

to get Markides, now.

[crashing]

- [Pike] Ali's in trouble.

I need your help.

[dramatic music]