All language subtitles for LUCKY Man - S01 E07 - The Charm Offensive (720p HDTV)

This is my mother's
murder case file.

Jim Stepton!

My first case, your last.
Karl Frierson brought you in.

Every time I followed something,

he blocked it.

Frierson wanted to kill it?

Nothing I could prove.

I want you to come
in for questioning.

It's in connection with the
murder of Luke Bangura.

You are delusional and
when this farce is over,

I will make it my personal mission
to have you removed from duty.

My office, detective Clayton!

- What?
- Now, Clayton!

He is rotten!

A client of mine was
an inmate here.

Kevin Grey?

I think you know how he died.

It was Golding.

For the last 3 years, I've been
tracking a man called Golding.

I'm certain... he ordered
my mother's death.

The same man that
killed Freddie Lau,

the same man that
wants the bracelet?

I've never been able to
find out who he really is.

Yeah, I don't know how
long I'm gonna be.

There's been an incident.

The traffic's backed
up across the bridge.

Just keep the road.

You shout when you see him.

Help me!

- Go away! What you're doing?
- Please! Help me!

Give me your phone!

Jesus Christ!

- Give me your phone, now!
- No! No! Go away!

Come on, please! Please!

Over here! Help!

They're coming! They're coming!

Here he is!

Whoa, whoa! Right!
That's far enough!

Don't shoot!

Someone beat him,
doused him in petrol.

The spark from the taser
ignited the vapour.

So the poor guy gets loose only for
one of our lads to blow him up?

-

500 mil of normal saline
to run over 6 hours.

5 minutes.

Hello.

I'm Detective Inspector Clayton.

This is Detective
Sergeant Chohan.

What's your name, son?

Dear god! Look at him.

This could be the glass
they picked out of him?

Smacked with a bottle while
they were beating him maybe?

I don't think so.

This is plate glass.

I'd say he went
through a window.

Easy, easy, easy, son!

Easy! You're safe now.

Who were you running from?

Ggg... Go-Golding.

Original air date: 2016,
March 4 Sub by mielb.

It's awful!

Mum keeps being nice

and Nikhail wants to
take us to the zoo.

Nikhail?

That's how I have
to call him now.

That's my friend Carey.

- Hello, Carey!
- Dad!

Go on, now.

Suri, any joy with legal?

Yes, the post-mortem showed he was
attacked before he was tasered.

Good.

Following up on the glass fragments,
I've just spoken to a glazier

who was called out to
fix a broken window

in a derelict house
near Albert Bridge.

-

-

They're worried about
a broken window?

The place is a bloody wreck.

Ideal for beating though.

No-one will ever
hear you scream.

Can I help you?

Zack McGinnis?

What of it?

Aggravated burglary. 7
years, White Cross prison.

Do you remember me?

Well, I got rehabilitated.

I was out in four.

And now you're a security guard.

Re-purposed for my skills.

Open up.

Does the firm know
you've got a record?

I think I got straight from the
White Cross outreach program.

Sent me on a course.

Gave me a uniform.

And a twitchy nervous dog.

She's a rescue.

Little pet!

I found this broken
this morning.

So I called the
glaziers to fix it.

Broken in or out?

Looks like someone
went through it.

Gina!

Hey! Gina, come on! Wait!

I'll go with him.

I'll check outside.

Rats!

She smells rats, she's away.

What's this smell? It's petrol?
What's up there?

I don't know. No-one
goes up there.

They do now. Move!

No-one comes up here?

This got nothing to do with me!

I'm gonna go call my boss.

Oy! I'll make any calls.
Come back.

Give that dog a bone.

Any luck with the prints?

They've cut the fingers off
to take back to the lab.

I reckon they've had
results from worse.

Is that him?

Yeah. Last use of the card,

3 hours before they taser him.

If we've traced the card,
why do we need the prints?

Because it isn't his card.
Watch this.

That's a bit OTT for a
cash point mugging.

Yeah! It's a boutique
bank in Mayfair

and the charge card for the
cash limit of 10,000 Pounds.

The card belongs to a
Miss Indira Kamal.

She's a student.

Fancy place for student digs!

You should have seen mine!

Hello!

What's this about?

We recovered a charge
card in your name.

Are you aware of losing one?

Hmm. I don't think so. Maybe.

I don't keep track.

Suri...

Do you recognize this man?

His name is Anton Bugstrum.

He's from Sweden.

Who are you, sir?

Joaquin Agosto.

You're a student too.

Si. We all are.

I'm sorry to tell you
but Anton is dead.

How?

We're still working on that.

Does Anton have any
relatives in London?

No that I know.

Well, where did he study? Live?

Perhaps you didn't know him
quite as well as you thought.

That was weird.

Yeah.

Finds out Anton's stealing
from her, doesn't blink.

Is this some ransom gone wrong?

No. Kidnappers wouldn't
torture their asset.

You do that for
punishment or revenge.

Prints section's got a match
for one of the fingers.

So our dead Swedish boy has a
history of fraud and petty thefts

and his name wasn't
Anton, it was Tony.

Tony from Dalston.

You can't start an action without
making an official complaint.

You know the rules
as well as anyone.

Rules can be bent.

I'm gonna pretend I
didn't hear that.

Look, I can't go running
to the authorities.

I am the authority.

Clayton is a loose cannon,

don't you have enough
on him by now?

He's also an effective officer
with the luck of the Devil.

You can't dislodge
him that easily.

Sometimes wonder if you might be
happier in a different line of work.

Don't waste your time wondering.
It isn't your call.

I might surprise you.

Surprise me with one of these.

-

Find a way to get rid of him.

And keep my name out of it.

Tony from Dalston.

Doesn't quite have the
playboy ring to it.

Expensive taste though!

Oh dear! We've got to give
him credit for aiming high!

The guy that nicked my
Visa went to Nando's.

He's got fake student IDs

for every high-end
college in town.

He's been Anton, Antoine,
Anton, Anton... Adonis?

So he mixes with the rich foreign
students by posing as one of them.

He's been Italian, Latvian, Swedish
and American, whatever suits the con.

Yeah, we'll have to seal the
flat and seize the contents.

Oh yeah! Anything on the laptop?

No. Password-protected.

Nice watch.

It's got an inscription.

"To Sasha."

Think that'll be useful?

-

IT guy had this for you.

Thanks.

Hum, so... what led Harry to... set
his sight on the deputy-mayor?

Whatever you can tell me...
doesn't have to go any further.

There's this one retired officer
who used to work with Frierson.

Jim Stepton?

It all seemed to take off
after Harry bumped into him.

There you go. What's that?

- A password cracker.
- Alright.

The brute force algorithm on this one
runs 8 million guesses a second,

so this shouldn't take too long!

Right. Anything useful?

He made films with
each of his targets.

Indira Kamal, date of birth, place
of birth, mother's middle name,

all the questions they ask
you in bank security.

Play the video.

Ha ha ha!

Well, Indira and Joaquin!
Hidden camera.

Tony filmed the women he robbed!

In flagrante, that dirty dog.
I'm in the wrong job.

It's blackmail, Harry.

Think about the backgrounds
some of these girls come from,

traditional values... Any
hint of this gets out,

and they're on the
next plane back home.

Have a look for the
one called Sasha.

Harry, it's supposed
to be in evidence.

Yeah. Well, there's an inscription
on the back. To Sasha in friendship.

From Golding?

Oh look! There it is.
There! See?

Sasha.

Oh my god!

It's Joaquin. They're a team.

Right. Joaquin suggests the girls.
Tony nips in, plunders the fortune.

If the girls are
anything like Indira,

they're inexperienced
and unsupervised.

Yeah, and they're a
long way from home.

So, do we think one
of the other girls

may be angry enough to
have ordered a hit?

I wouldn't rule it out.

Who's Golding, Harry?

I really don't know.

Come on, Harry. First, we hear from
the guy in the hospital this morning,

then he turns up on
the back of a watch.

And each time his
name is mentioned,

I can practically hear your
mind working the angles.

I think it's a cover name for a
seriously dangerous career-criminal

operating on a lot
of different fronts.

So why I'm having to
prise this out of you?

Because I don't have one solid
fact that I can share with you.

Hello?

Do you remember Indira's
birthday from her file?

It's never that easy.

That's what I would try.

That never happens for me.

Indira?

Miss Kamal?

Suri!

They've gone down
the fire escape.

I would have got
you one in, but...

Not at this hour.

We don't all have the
luxury of early retirement.

Your message said that you
wanted to pick my brains

about the Marsland brothers.

Yeah, not strictly true.

Then... what?

Karl Frierson.

Harry Clayton came to
see you, didn't he?

We bumped into each other.

Harry pulled up an old case,

the murder of Maria Alexandri.

I saw that he
requested the files.

That case was reassigned
to you and Karl Frierson.

Was that what he
wanted to talk about?

I need to get on.

Harry has his faults...

and, believe me, he has... many.

But he has a nose
for these things.

Sometimes... it's not the job,

but everything else
that compromises you.

Makes you...

vulnerable.

And then, people like Frierson
either become your friend...

or your enemy.

What did he make you do?

Harry was right.

There was a suspect.

The Alexandri case could
have been solved.

We've got two Dalston boys

conning money out of
rich foreign students.

Joaquin...

Jeff Hartley, also known as Jed,

two juvenile convictions
for twocking,

with Tony as co-defendant.

Jed romances the kids.
Tony sweeps the assets

with the sex tape as insurance
against repercussions.

Then we come... to Sasha.

Sasha Terekhova, of
Saint-Petersburg.

Tony gathers the details.

But what he should
have picked up on

is her father owns the biggest

adult cable network
in Eastern Europe.

And that's the respectable
end of the business.

How is this for a theory?

The boys pick Sasha
Terekhova as a mark,

but she is no pushover.

The Terekhova family have
a London connection,

and that's Golding.

They lift Tony and torture
him to give up Jed.

Tony escapes.

Golding's men are probably out
on a hunt for Jed right now.

With Indira caught
in the middle.

Well, all the more reason
to proceed with care.

You can stop pretending.

Go ahead and cry if you want to.

I know what Anton meant to you.

Maybe later.

What's going on?

I don't understand.

We ran from the police.

You didn't even wait to
find out what happened.

I lost a dear friend
to an accident.

What do the details matter?

They don't send detectives
out for an accident.

Anton and I... we may have
annoyed some bad people.

I need to get far
away from London.

You should probably
get far away from me.

I'm not leaving you.

Just be honest with me.

I can survive.

Probably.

Even though I still can't
access my trust fund,

not since my father... you know,

- the big argument.
- I have all the money we need.

We could go abroad.

Monaco... Monte-Carlo.

Wherever you say.

Somewhere warm.

With a casino.

So, this is Sasha's
London residence.

Yeah.

How we're gonna play this?

Cagily.

So don't rock the boat!

You asked for an interview
with Miss Terekhova?

- You are?
- A friend of her father's.

He's asked me to look after
her while she's in London.

Do we have a problem?

Not from me.

Aleksandra Terekhova.

I prefer Sasha.

You're the policeman?

D.I. Clayton.

Do you recognize this?

I have one like it.

We found it in a
dead boy's flat.

He and his mate made a practice of
befriending rich young women and

defrauding them.

Would you know
anything about that?

I don't have many friends.

My parents expect me to study.

But these boys target students.

The farther away from
home, the better.

Look around, Mr Clayton.
Do I seem...

vulnerable to you?

Where are you a student?

The Courtauld Institute,

to study Fine Arts.

Is this a questioning under
coercion, detective Clayton,

or are we just... having a chat?

- You're well up on the law, Ms Terekhova.
- Sasha.

If you've been deceived, Sasha,
your parents don't need to know.

But we are investigating
a murder.

So, you're not asking for my
help to punish these thieves.

I think one fatal punishment
is more than enough.

Well, good luck with your
version of justice, detective.

Could I have my watch now?

Yeah, could you
confirm it's yours?

Who is... Golding?

Perhaps I got the wrong Sasha.

Perhaps you do.

Now, will you give me
a call if you have...

an epiphany?

Sure.

I'd say we've been stonewalled.

Ah, it's a text from Anna.

Should have let our own
people handle this.

The point was not to
put yourself at risk.

Oh! I can't...

Please, Miss Terekhova.

We value your
father's friendship.

I won't deny that our
men botched the job.

They'll suffer for that.

Now all I ask is
to set this right.

You had your chance.

Papa can deal with
the policeman.

You see? That's what I mean.

Forgive me, Sasha, but
you're a long way from home.

You shove a British
policeman under a bus,

and there are consequences.

Especially if that man
is Harry Clayton.

You let me take care of him.

I've only got a few minutes.

- What's so urgent? Is it Daisy?
- No, no, she's fine.

Listen, you know the
outreach program means

I've been spending a lot
of time at White Cross.

Yeah, I was aware of that.

Well, turns out you were right
about the Kevin Grey suicide.

Does the name Golding
mean anything to you?

Why?

I got it from one
of the inmates.

I asked him how Grey died

and he said it was Golding.

- He was really scared, Harry.
- OK, stop right there!

I really think I'm
onto something,

I just need to get these
people to trust me.

- This is incredibly dangerous, Anna.
- It's not dangerous.

- Walk away from this now, please.
- Harry, I'm not just doing this for you.

I understand that, but just because
you're seeing Governor Julian doesn't

- mean that you can be protected.
- I'm not seeing Governor Ju...

Oh, my god!

- I don't have time for your jealousy.
- No, it's got nothing to do with that!

Listen to me.

It is not that!

Listen, Anna, you
don't understand.

I understand perfectly well. You
asked me to help and I helped.

Someone just tried to access
Indira Kamal's account.

They're in a hotel.

OK, let's get to them
before they get kicked out.

Right.

So, you're gonna tell
me what's going on?

Golding's name came up again.

We're close, I can feel it.

He's playing too many tables,
stepping on too many cracks.

I can't work like this.

- Like what?
- Listen to yourself.

When you're not keeping secrets,
you're talking in riddles!

It's gambler's logic, Harry.

Runs of luck and winning streaks?
It's all in your mind.

No it doesn't. He's out there.

That's why we need to formulate
a proper plan to catch him,

not just... chase down every hunch
you get and hope for the best.

A man like this doesn't play
by any hard and fast rules.

Oh my God!

What are you doing?!

Watch it!

Asshole!

- You're alright?
- Yeah... yeah.

Sorry... Sorry.

It went out of control. OK?

- You're alright?
- Fine.

It's OK.

Suri, it's fine.

Thanks.

What the hell was that? Why
did you let go of the wheel?

The brakes locked,
it was the only...

That's bullshit!

You just totally relinquished
control of the vehicle.

Well, I panicked, sorry.

You knew what you were doing! You
stopped me from grabbing the wheel!

Because you could
have flipped us over.

- So you just left it all to chance?
- Alright...

I'm driving.

Hello, Paul.

So, you're my escort for
the evening, are you?

Your housekeeper wasn't
even a little bit shocked.

Your mum was so lovely.

As was yours.

So...

It's been a while.

I've... been in hiding.

It's a good thing too.

You rather upset people when you
gave the bracelet to the detective.

Which people specifically, Paul?

Who's Golding?

Maybe it's me.

No, we've known each other
since we were children.

You can stop pretending.

I know you're afraid.

Don't protect him.

Paul,

Golding wants the bracelet.

He's going to try and kill Harry,
force me to give it to him.

Harry's strong now.

Paul, you know what
the bracelet can do.

If you help us, we
can take him down.

Our room keys don't work.

Sort it out.

Which room is it?

The presidential suite.

I'm sorry, sir. The lady's
card's been declined.

Try it again.

Do you have another
means of payment?

Look, do you know
who her father is?

We could buy this entire
hotel and have you fired.

That would work too.

Anton had my other card.

Look, let us into the room,

we can call the bank
and sort it out.

- Call someone.
- Who?

Any of your friends.

We need cash.

I can't just ask my
friends for money.

Fine. We stand here, then...
Make the call!

Is Joaquin even your name?

Call me what you like.

We need travelling cash, or
you're looking at a dead man.

- No, no, no, you don't.
- Let go of her, Jed.

Don't end up like Tony, son.

Who sent the dogs on us?
Was this Sasha?

You tell us.

That bitch said
she knew someone.

And she wasn't kidding.

Excuse me, what's going on?

Police, stay where you are.

- Suri!
- Let go of me!

- Suri?
- I'm fine, go!

Jed, Jed... Thought you were
supposed to be a charmer?

You're just a thug
who hits women.

I can do a lot worse
if you push me.

You're already in a hole.

Stop digging.

Suri?

Suri!

Suri.

You! Stay right where you are!

Fuck off!

We're in love.

No, let me! Let go of me!

Suri!

I really think you
should go to hospital.

No, I'm fine.

- No, no, no...
- Get in the bed.

Come on.

It's fine. It's fine.

You need to sleep.

I just need 5 minutes.

Yeah, yeah... Other foot.

Come on.

Kaleem, it's Jed.

I was wondering when I
was gonna get your call.

It's all gonna beat a long good
Friday for you, hasn't it?

Look, I need a
couple of passports.

You're shit out of luck, son.

My passport guy is
on indefinite leave.

Well, then find another!

Name the price.

Two passports and a
safe way to France.

Train, boat,

plane, anything.

How can you pay?

Got me a meal ticket.

Her dad's a five
times billionaire.

Indian steel magnate or some such.
The point is...

she's good for it.

100...

Pounds?

Thousand.

For two bits of paper
and a Channel op?

What happened to
"name your price"?

Take it or leave it.

Yeah, OK.

I'll be in touch.

- Could I help you, sir?
- No, I'm waiting for someone, thanks.

It's late so... I'll
get to the point.

Harry Clayton.

Your friend and mine.

Everyone wants to
see him taken down.

But no-one seems to be able
to lay a glove on him.

You're not telling
that to my boss.

Seems to think I
can work miracles.

Frankly, I don't think your boss has
the stomach to do what it takes.

Question is:

Do you?

Well, that depends.

What? On what's in it for you?

On where it begins and ends.

I'm looking for an honest
man with honest ambitions.

But look, Det. Superintendent Winter's
put the job on your shoulders.

Why do you think that is?

I'm sure you're
about to tell me.

He's a careful man.

He's thinking of the inquiry
when Clayton finally implodes.

Someone must be seen
to have failed.

And it isn't going to be him.

I'd like to see a
better man in that job.

Kaleem? Remind me?

Mr Collins, you might remember me.
We have a mutual friend.

Yeah, what's it about?

You're looking for someone.
He needs my help to get

some rich girl out the country.

I told him 100,000.

100,000 for two passports?
Well, I like your style.

Well...

I'll tell you what, Kaleem...

You text me his number and
I'll take it from there.

If Harry Clayton comes sniffing
around, you tell him nothing.

You understand?

My lips are sealed, Mr Collins.

I thank you...

and my employer thanks you.

But I doubt very much Jed
will want to thank you.

So, when your mother
was murdered,

Frierson was the officer
running the investigation.

He sat there and held my hand...

Told me he would do everything
humanly possible to find her killer.

He did everything
possible to shut it down.

He succeeded.

I was so new to the department...
I had no idea what he was doing.

He had a rotten heart.

No wonder he needed another.

It was his kidney but... yeah.

I assumed he really
got them on that.

The downside is that... he
now knows that I'm onto him.

He couldn't be
Golding, could he?

Hiding in plain sight?

You could say the same thing
about Paul Lermontov.

And an amount of others.

That's why you have
to be careful.

The bracelet may
give you protection,

but no-one is invincible.

It's done a pretty
good job so far.

He can't resist it.

Look, he's meeting
more than half-way.

Just give him a chance, OK?

I asked for popcorn, but
they only had pretzels.

Pretzels are fine.

We're having fun?

Daisy?

Of course, we are. A day in the park.
What's not to like?

It's a park.

I should probably get this.

You go ahead. Come on, Daisy,
let's go find the ducks.

Harry, what you're doing?
It's Saturday morning.

Are you at the zoo?

No.

I'm only asking.

I just want to check
that Daisy is OK.

Look, I...

We had a long talk
and I explained

that I've just been working very closely
with Nikhail and she shouldn't read

too much into the friendship.

You wonder she'd buy that?

So what do you reckon?
Do ducks like pretzels?

Does anyone?

I'm not your enemy, Daisy.

Can't we just get along?

Is that so hard?

What's going on?

Feed the lawyer. Tuppence a bag.

Don't mind if I do.

Two teas.

Thanks, love.

Here.

Look I really think you need
to go and see a doctor.

I'm fine.

Suri, you've had a serious
blow to the head.

Thanks, love.

You should take some time off.

D.I. Clayton.

I wasn't entirely
honest with you.

Miss Terekhova.

I want to make a statement.
Can we meet?

Come to the station.

Not an official one.

Why am I not surprised?

Meet me at the marina.

OK, I'll meet you there.

Where are we going?

You're not going anywhere.
You need to rest.

Here, eat up.

I'll call you later, OK?

Kaleem says he's
booth number 54.

No! No more!

It's too late for that!

I'll pay you to let me go.

Yeah, with what?

I still have money.

You're the only reason
I can't get to it.

Yeah, we'll discuss
it on the way over.

Here we go. 54.

Well!

This is more like it.

Hello?

Come on!

How far can you go
without a crew?

Stop, go, forward, back...

How hard can it be?

Kaleem, you have
surpassed yourself.

How do I start this thing?

This isn't Kaleem, but it's
nice to be appreciated.

Who are you?

You really don't need to know.

See a towel?

Lift it.

What's going on?

You deal with the detective and
you're on your way to France.

What detective?

Miss Terekhova?

Sasha?

I knew I was being set up.
What about you?

Shut up!

Where is Indira?

Here.

You're OK?

So what's the deal, Jed?

You shoot me for them
and all is forgiven?

Sounds fair to me.

It's not so easy to shoot
someone with a handgun, Jed,

despite what you
see in the films.

Go ahead.

Take your best shot.

Stop talking!

Maybe I'll get lucky...
Maybe you will.

But I should tell you,

when I get lucky,

someone always loses out.

Again!

Last chance.

Let's send Indira down and
let's talk about Golding.

No!

Come on!

Come on!

I've got you.

I've got you. You're good.
That's it.

Come on!

Forgive me.

You've served your purpose, Jed.

I'm afraid I lied about it,
doing only good though.

You're OK?

Hello, lover!

Harry, uniform have
found Jed's body

at the derelict house.

Zack McGinnis.

They killed the guard as well.

It's an execution
staged as suicide.

It's Golding.

He's covering his tracks.

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