All language subtitles for My.Fault.London.2025

I never believed in happy endings.

They were part of someone else's story.

As if my life could ever be that simple.

Everyone kept telling me that London would be a fresh start.

That I needed one.

Especially after everything that happened.

Twenty years ago, my mom left England for a man.

Now she was dragging us back for a different one.

A Prince Charming in a castle for her,

and a wicked stepbrother for me.

I thought I had it all figured out,

but I had no idea.

OK, donate or keep?

Er, donate, I guess.

What?! No, Mr Snuggles, you can't.

Come on, Haley, be ruthless.

All right, fine, I'm gonna keep him.

He's gonna be the perfect centrepiece for my Noah shrine.

Speaking of...

Oh, my God.

Here. She is tuned up and ready for you to...

Burn out?

"Look after" is what I was going for. OK?

OK. I'll think of you every time I speed.

OK, nearly done.

Noah's Ark is almost empty.

I just wish I could take you both with me.

You're lucky Ella is taking you with her.

There is a purge going on out front.

Well, Daddy Warbucks says we'll want for nothing.

That's like an outdated antifeminist fairy tale.

Yeah, some kind of fairy tale

where the princess has to leave her frog. Me.

Cute. All right, I'm gonna go hang

with the vultures in the yard.

Pick at the carcass.

What am I gonna do? I can't believe you're actually leaving.

I know.

Wait, have you got something in your eye?

- Shut up. - Oh, shit!

- It's both eyes. - Shut up!

You should get that checked out.

Stop. I'm gonna miss you.

Yeah, me, too. But, listen.

I've heard that long-distance relationships can be...

- The best. - ...hard. Hard.

But, you know, that's what we're signing up for,

- and it's gonna suck. - Noah, Noah, I'm in, OK?

Thank God.

- Why do you have to go?

What's in London?

I hope you get to meet Nick this morning.

Or maybe tonight at the gala.

The golden boy?

Well, if you and William hadn't eloped,

- then we would have met already. - Noah.

Neither of you wanted to be there.

He loves his cars, you know.

I think you're gonna like him.

If I don't, well, I guess it's too bad,

because we'll already be living together.

Complete strangers living together.

Could be fun.

Home, sweet home.

Subtle.

Good thing I practised my curtsey.

- Hello, my darling. - Welcome home.

How are you?

Just been checking my speech for tonight.

- I take it you want to see me.

- I've missed you.

Welcome, Noah. Did you have a good flight?

We should get you something to eat. A PB and J?

- Hamburger? - No, thanks.

OK. We just want you to feel at home.

Come on.

Come on.

Noah got to see the sights?

She certainly did. We got to see everything.

- Come. - What do you think?

Can't wait to take a twirl in the ballroom.

Sadly, no ballroom.

But I am confident that the venue tonight

will impress even the most discerning critic.

Yes, that would be you.

Martin will show you to your room.

Follow me. I'll give you the tour.

I don't understand why they're coming.

We don't need them.

Aren't you curious what she looks like?

No!

- Nice view, huh? - What? No. No.

Oh, Noah. Just... enjoy it.

It's pretty special.

And it's nice to see you happy.

This is a new start for us.

Did you see the security system?

This place is a fortress.

He can't get you here.

You're safer here than you've ever been.

Try and get some rest before the gala tonight.

Yeah.

Maybe have a bite to eat first? They've made meatloaf.

Why?

- I have no idea.

Shit!

Is that how you greet people in Florida?

Because here, we just shake hands.

So you're the infamous Nicholas Leister.

Yeah. And you're the younger of the new unwanted guests.

Well, don't flatter yourself.

If I had a choice, I'd be anywhere but here.

That is not what it looked like when you gave yourself the tour.

What is taking so long? I'm parched.

A spoiled daddy's boy and a stalker. Hmm!

Ouch. Play nice, kids.

How the lowly have risen.

Oh. British charm.

Spare me. Neither of us want this.

Sorry, Giles, I was just saying hello to my new stepsister.

- What's your name? - Noah.

Hmm! Right.

Well, I knew it was something regrettable.

Well, enjoy your meatloaf, Noah.

Dick.

I think it's probably best we stay out of each other's way,

- don't you think? - Works for me.

Hey! Damn.

Hey. Er, just waiting for you to wake up.

Not that I'm missing you.

I also just met Nick.

He's even worse than we thought.

And Mom's laid out all of these gowns for this gala

like it's my society debut.

Anyway, er...

Yeah. Love you. Speak soon.

Noah! Let's hustle.

- Got her ready? - She is, yeah.

Where are they?

What do you think I should say? Should I sing?

Hey.

You know it's just us,

so the big entrance wasn't necessary.

You know what else isn't necessary?

- You being so rude. - My apologies.

Come on.

Come on.

Oops.

I'm not gonna rise to it

and give you the satisfaction you're craving.

That's not a problem.

Your inappropriate attire is satisfaction enough.

- Ready. - Ready?

You realise it's black tie, right?

Thank you.

- I'll meet you guys there, yeah? - Sure.

How about this for a first night in London, Noah?

Lovely dress, darling. Who are you wearing?

Ladies and gentlemen,

climate change is the defining issue of our time.

Now why are we all gathered here this evening?

We've heard it before, but we haven't heard it enough.

Now is the time for action.

Thank you.

You looked like you needed this.

These men and women have demonstrated...

I'm Giles, by the way.

How are you getting on with your brother?

Stepbrother.

And as of now, I'd say it's a feeling of mutual loathing.

Well, you called him a spoiled little daddy's boy.

I think it rather ruffled his duck down.

I call it as I see it.

- Hmm.

No, Nick is a lot of things, but he's not spoiled.

He makes his own moolah.

You've heard of Connect.

The ride-sharing app?

Two people going in the same direction,

one hitches a ride with the other?

Over one million users.

He sold the business when he was 17

and made lots and lots of bloody money.

Thanks.

He's no nepo freeloader like the rest of us.

So what does he do now?

Let's just say, he's on a voyage of self-discovery.

Ciao.

Oh, my God, did you hear about Annabel?

- No. - She didn't get into Oxford.

- It's so embarrassing. - That's awful.

The only sure way to get into a good uni

is to go to a private school.

I mean, Noah, where do you stand on selective education?

Noah's taking a year out, and then she's applying to UCL.

That's where I go!

You'll love it. I'll give you all the insider goss.

Where to drink, what to eat.

Who to screw.

Oh, you'll get snapped up, no problem.

So, Noah, whereabouts in the States are you from?

Er, Florida.

Oh, my God, Florida, like Miami?

Come on, Noah. Party's over.

Dad said I have to take you home.

- I could get a cab.

- Yes, Nick. - Yo.

- Oi. Love hooking me up, bro. - Yeah, no worries.

Oh, and I looked after her for you.

I appreciate that.

- Take that. - Cheers. Appreciate it.

Yes, sir! Good evening.

So... I realise I may have jumped the gun

with the whole "daddy's boy" label.

Giles was telling me all about your app, Connect.

Sounds cool.

If that was an attempt of an apology, then I accept.

I'm not apologising.

It's not me that needs to apologise.

Hmm. So you think it's OK to judge people indiscriminately?

I was judging you based on information I'd acquired.

- That's bullshit. - It's not bullshit.

- That's a lie. - No, it's not. OK, fine!

If I were to judge you right now,

I'd say you're being pretty rude.

- You think that's fair? - I think that's generous.

Have you seen the way you've treated me since I arrived?

Parenting 101. Teach your kids to be polite to guests.

Don't talk about my parents.

Oh, your parents...

Don't.

Have I finally found the perfect child's Achilles heel?

He's not a daddy's boy,

but maybe he's a mommy's boy.

I'd hate to not live up to your expectations.

Hey. Why are you... Why are you getting out of the car?

What the hell?

Get out.

- Get out. - OK. Fine.

Enjoy your walk, yeah?

You're gonna leave me on the sidewalk

in the middle of a city I don't know?

No, I'm gonna leave you on the pavement.

You're kidding me?

You're being insane right now!

Wow! Wow!

Shit!

Hello?

Nick Leister's sister?

It's Zach. I'm the valet.

He told me to come pick you up.

Oh, he did, did he? Well, that's nice of him.

And straight home, by the way.

Not to the party or anywhere else.

Straight home.

You know what, Zach? I'm not quite ready to go home.

Keep up, keep up. Sorry.

And you're sure Nick'll be here?

Yeah, a hundred. There's no party without Nick.

Friends, Romans, contraband.

My boy.

You got me a happy meal, yeah?

And a toy.

OK, I'm gonna go.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait. Hold on.

Er, it's all right, we're all friendly.

Um, my name's Tom. Free to have a look around.

Hope you like to party.

Hey, let's go, let's go, let's go.

He's over here.

I'll take that as a "yes".

- Hey, Nick. - Oi!

What the fuck is your problem?

I did not know she was gonna do that.

What is wrong with you?

Leaving me on the sidewalk? Really?

I could have been robbed! What if I was killed?

You're gonna wish you were, you little bitch!

Noah?

Whoa!

Have you taken something? Huh?

Did somebody give you this?

Hey, hey, look at me. Did somebody give this to you?

I think I'm the toy. For Tom.

Where's Tom?!

What is it, mate? You want a kiss?

- Oh! - Don't say anything.

Yeah, she's cute, huh, Nick?

Cos it's you, maybe I'll share my ride.

- Oh, my days! Nick, bruv!

- What the fuck? - Fuck, man.

- You good, bro?

Oh, my God. No, I'm not good, man!

Oh, he's just smashed my nose.

- Hey, Nick, Nick. - Get the door.

Bro, on my life...

- I told her, she's not coming. - Get in.

She persuaded me to come! Mind games.

Who made this car so low?

- You had one job, Zach! - Mind games.

- One job! - Fuck's sake, man!

How are you feeling?

If you don't remember, I can enlighten you.

Look, nothing bad happened, OK? I brought you home.

Nothing bad? Does being drugged not count as bad to you?

Does punching someone not count as bad?

I'm sorry. Last time I checked, you weren't invited,

so you shouldn't have been there.

You should take a real good look at your choice of friends, Nick.

Does William know about the crowd his wonder boy hangs with?

- Maybe I should enlighten him. - No, don't.

Don't. OK?

I'd appreciate it if you kept it to yourself. OK?

So let's just stick to the plan

and keep out of each other's way.

Hey!

How are you?

- Suits you. - Um, er...

Sorry, I was just, er...

Snooping.

Hmm.

I'll be out tonight if you need more time.

No, no.

Oh, my...

Asshole!

- What are you doing? - I'm coming with you.

- You won't like where I'm going.

Oh, we're here.

Cool.

My car's better than yours, though.

You know what I mean?

Hey.

Nice wheels.

What, you lost?

Bye, babe.

Custom paint, right?

- Bola FLY spokes? - Yeah.

One point eight turbo?

- Two hundred brakes? - Two-fifty.

Cool.

- See you later. - I'm Jenna.

I'm Noah.

What's your story, then, Noah?

How long you got?

Come on.

Step into my office.

Ah, babe.

- Oh, that's, that's bad. - Yeah.

You know, that's my car.

- A gift to her as I left.

- Oh, babe, I'm so sorry. - Yeah.

- Oh, that sucks. - Yeah, it does.

But at least you're rid of him now, man.

- Yeah. - Yeah, sorry, man.

What brings you here, then?

Er, my mom married this British guy,

so... here I am.

How's it going?

Didn't exactly have a welcoming committee.

His son's a real asshole.

So you got two shit men in your life, then, yeah?

Guess so.

Here.

I'm giving you my number.

You need at least one decent friend.

And I like a girl who knows her cars.

Yeah, well, my dad raced,

so I've been around them my whole life.

- Is it? - Yeah.

And what, is he still on the track?

Not something you can do a lot of from jail.

Mad.

But what, you got the racing gene, then, yeah?

- Yeah, I guess so. - Yeah?

- Yeah.

He taught me how to drive before he taught me to walk.

And then I won a bunch of kart races, you know,

Nascar youth. You know the drill.

I really don't, babe. I got my licence last year.

- Yeah, man. - No way!

- Yeah. - So what about you?

Have you got a dad in prison and a cheating ex-boyfriend,

or just me?

That is just you, babe.

- Very specific story, though.

Drove so fast that he wrapped it round a tree,

and nearly took both of us out, yeah.

Hey, Jenna, you hear they're setting up to race later?

That's if the cops don't show.

Whose grand idea was that? Yours?

There's a race?

No, babe, in the UK, we don't race.

Yeah, we cruise and we drift and we pose,

but we don't race cos we get shut down.

And you know that. Don't make that face, neither.

Yes, mate, I love your girlfriend so much.

Ah, babe. This is my boyfriend, Lion.

And this is our good friend, Nick.

- Hi, babe. This is Noah. - Noah.

She just moved here from Florida

to live with her stepdad and a dickhead of a son.

So you two know each other, then, yeah?

OK.

So how do you know Nick?

- From school?

Nah, Lion turned down his offer from Cambridge.

- Didn't you, mate? - I did that. I did that.

No, I own a boxing gym over in Brixton, yeah.

And one day, this posh kid wanders in

and said he wants to learn to fight, you know, so...

Nick fights? Like... in a ring?

Yeah. Yeah. Nick fights, yeah.

Not many that can beat him. Not even me.

Not even Knuckles.

Lion started taking him to these bare-knuckle fights.

They're fuckin' brutal, babe.

Yeah, look, I like to watch, you know, have a gamble,

but, er, Nick being Nick wanted to join in, you know.

Yeah, he was in a pretty dark place back then, man.

- Speak of the devil. - Yo.

You all right, mate?

What's up with you?

What do you think is up with her, bro?

Her best friend just smashed her boyfriend.

- How would you be? - What, for real?

Yeah, whatever. It's fine.

Babe, you got two options, yeah?

Either we send a kiss pic back, or get messy.

- Messy? - Messy.

- What do you mean, messy? - Messy, man. Dance?

- Yeah. - Messy?

Come with me.

- Just trust me.

Did you mean what you said?

What?

About wanting to hurt your ex?

Dan? Sure.

If I could burn his collection of pretentious movie tees,

I'd feel...

I'll send them to you and you can use them however you want.

OK.

I ain't having this conversation anymore.

For reals. Obviously, I ain't.

No, I ain't betting against him. I ain't betting against my bro.

He's gonna lose. What are you doing, man?

What was that?

It's him. He's putting down a month's wages on Nick

winning some race against Ronnie.

Nick fights and races? Any other bad-boy clichés?

This is Ronnie, man.

He's just come out of a year in prison.

He's a proper bad guy. Gun-for-hire-type bad.

He's always hated Nick, man.

He thinks he's some spoiled rich-arse kid.

Now he's got it into his maniac head

that Nick's been disrespecting him,

because he's the only one who stands up to him.

But when Ronnie asks you to race, you can't say no, yeah?

Don't keep me waiting, boy. Come on.

What's the track?

Er, it's out that way and through the tunnel.

There's only one way this is ending.

It's with Nick losing.

Oi, Leister, let's not keep the people waiting, mate.

Come on, let's go.

Bro, don't let him get in your head. You got this.

Who's in my car?

Let's go, Nicky!

So... who's driving the car?

Yeah, come on.

OK, it's on.

She wasn't even supposed to be here bro,

now she's in the car!

This ain't a joke. What's she playing at?

Bro, she's good.

This means the bet's void, right?

Ronnie's gonna kill us, bro.

Have a bit of this, mate.

Come on, come on!

Oh, you shit!

No way! She said her dad taught her to drive.

Apparently, he's some big-deal racer or something.

Come on, come on.

Who the fuck is that?

That is not Nick.

Who the hell is living in my house?

What the...

No chance!

Come on!

You have got to be fucking kidding me.

Get out of the way. Move, man!

Oh, you have no idea what you've just done.

Nick.

If I challenge you to race, yeah, I expect you to race.

Relax, Ronnie, yeah? It was a mistake.

No, it was me, I got in the car. Nick didn't even know.

I heard you got a bit comfy while I've been away.

- Broke Tom at his own party. - He deserved it.

Are you gonna shut that up or shall I?

Not my nose again!

Hey, yo, police!

- Yo, yo, Nick! - This ain't over, Nick.

If you won't race, then we fight.

No gloves. No bell.

Just me and you. Nothing else. You hear me?

We need to go!

See you later, Nicky boy.

Get Daddy to buy you a nice coffin, yeah?

Noah! Oi, Noah!

Noah! We need to go. Come on!

Now get in the car!

We have the same tattoo.

I know.

I noticed yours the other night.

So, Jenna tells me your dad taught you to drive like that.

I don't talk about my dad.

I'm sorry about tonight. I had no idea me racing would...

Yeah, it was stupid.

I'm really, really angry with you.

Right now, I'm just checking you're OK.

- Tomorrow, I will be angry. - Thanks for the heads-up.

Was that a panic attack?

Yeah.

Do you know what causes 'em?

Sometimes it's small spaces.

Sometimes the dark. But... mostly violence.

Please don't fight Ronnie.

I don't have a choice.

There's always a choice.

Nick.

I just wanted to say thanks.

For the kiss.

No problem.

I'd do it for anyone.

- Oh, yeah? - Hmm.

Lion?

Giles?

- Zach? - I don't trust Zach.

Plus he never has a clean shave, so...

I don't know.

There's something about a... five o'clock shadow

that does something to me.

Shame it's only just after four.

Goodnight.

Have you spoken to Dan?

How's he doing?

More importantly, how are you doing?

Actually, pretty good.

Good.

Oh, Nick, I've just seen your eye. What...?

Yeah, he did it last night at boxing.

Crumpet?

Right. I'm gonna go see Maddie, so I'll probably stay overnight.

Well, I think you should take Noah with you.

Who's Maddie?

It's a beautiful drive.

You'd love the countryside.

We leave in ten.

Maddie? Who's Maddie?

You said ten minutes.

Drive slow.

Hey, here we are. Maddie's house.

Bet she's not expecting me.

Wait. Who do you think Maddie is?

No, Maddie is my sister,

and that's my mother.

Oh, my God, you've gotten big!

I still can't believe you let her drive your car.

Yeah, to be fair, I can't believe it either.

Can I drive it?

I'd let you drive. I don't know about Mum.

I don't know how Mum would feel about that,

but I'd let you drive.

It was not... I was safe, I promise.

She was good. She was good.

- No, please. - Let me help.

- Are you sure? I can carry... - Yes! Relax. I've got this.

OK.

Yeah? You go hide. Ten seconds.

Ten, nine...

She's great.

- She's cute, isn't she? - Yeah.

We're playing hide and seek. I've got about a minute.

She's absolutely terrible at it.

- Your mum's great, too. - Yeah.

How old were you when they split up?

Er... she actually left when I was 12.

And when did you reconnect?

Er, like, two years ago, something like that.

How did that...?

All right, what is this, an interrogation?

Sorry, I was just curious.

I'm joking.

Just joking.

The deal between me and my mum

is that I can continue to see Maddie

as long as I stay out of trouble.

Which means no fighting.

As long as I play by her rules,

I get to see the most important woman in my life.

I don't think your girlfriend would care to hear that.

Who?

I don't know. The girl you went to the gala with?

The one you hang with and...

Anna and I are just friends.

Does she know that?

Nick, come find me!

Five? Five!

Four!

Three!

Two!

One! Ready or not, here I come.

- Good luck. - Thank you.

Maddie! Where are you?

Just disappeared!

Yeah, it looks like confetti.

It does look like confetti.

- You're so right. It's pretty. - I wasn't going to say,

but you can't expect me not to notice.

You're being ridiculous.

Why isn't William keeping tabs on you?

I was in the ring.

You don't get cuts like these wearing gloves, Nick,

so stop lying to me.

Mum won't let Nick come to my football match.

No street fights, no racing and no drugs,

or you lose your privileges with Maddie.

OK, this wasn't my fault.

No, no, no, no, no, no. Your body is your own.

I'm not gonna deal with this shit.

I'm gonna go get a drink.

Here.

Thank you.

He won't be far.

He just... needs to blow off steam.

I think it's great you two have reconnected.

Oh, well...

Would have been nice if I hadn't had to leave in the first place.

I, um...

I was... well, am an alcoholic.

Did he tell you that?

I left him and his dad because I needed to get well.

During my treatment, I tried to reach out to Nick, but...

he, er...

He wasn't ready.

So for years,

Nick has been trying to deal with all this by himself.

All the anger he feels for me comes out through his fists.

Or on the road.

Families can be complicated, can't they?

- Welcome to ours, Noah.

- You OK? - Yeah.

Maybe. I don't know, er...

I'm sorry, you've got your own shit.

Yeah, but Dan's thousands of miles away, so...

Which is lucky, or I'd punch his lights out.

Which wouldn't improve the situation with your mom.

I don't care.

If you were mine, I'd never let anyone hurt you.

Nick...

I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone.

Nick?

Is that you?

I'll be right there.

Shit, Noah.

What the hell are you doing to me?

See you in the morning.

Please, stop.

But I want him to be there.

Maddie, we spoke about this.

OK, I'll see you very soon, OK?

And I will come and watch you play, I promise.

Yeah? Give me a hug.

All right, come on, run along.

- I'll see you later Mum, yeah? - Hey. Hey.

This is your last chance. No more illegal fights.

All right, I've got it.

- OK. Look, you understand? - Yes.

Maddie loves you so much. You don't want to let her down.

Oh...

Such a hypocrite.

- Let's go.

Er, do you have plans later?

- Do you wanna, like, watch a... - Yeah.

Yeah, I'm busy. Sorry.

Hey, what's... what's going on?

Look, I just need to stay out of trouble.

And I'm trouble, right?

You're not afraid your mom's gonna find out

about your fight with Ronnie? About the underground racing?

I didn't race, you did.

And now I have to fight Ronnie because of that.

- Hello?

Mom?!

- Surprise! - Oh, my God!

- I'm sorry. - Oh, my God.

Oh!

Oh, I missed the surprise.

Are you surprised?

Yeah.

That's all right, Martin. The keys were in my bag.

I know!

Your mom invited me to visit.

She said that maybe you missed me?

- Hug? - Get out.

Noah, please, look, I made a mistake, OK? Never ever again.

- Trust me. - Trust you?

Yes. I wouldn't be here if I didn't want this.

Dan, come on!

Oh, my God, Noah, I was so cut up when you left.

OK? I lost my girlfriend and my best friend.

I admit that what I did was a colossal mistake,

for which I deserve to be chastised.

But don't punish us, OK? What we have.

We're so good, Noah.

I didn't wanna have to give you up without a fight,

but if you want me to leave, then I will.

Colossal and chastised?

- I might have looked them up. - Pathetic.

OK.

If you stay, it's as a friend. A shitty friend.

OK?

It's a nice house.

We should get out. Go and see Buckingham Palace

and the wheel, and Windsor Castle.

I don't know, London stuff.

Oh, thank you. Thank you so much, Emily.

- That was delicious. - Mm-hmm.

I didn't sleep last night.

Texting Haley?

Fair.

No, I... Look.

I'll do anything, OK, to make this work.

I just want you back, Noah.

Hey.

N-No, we weren't...

I think your brother can read the room, Noah.

How you doing? I'm Dan. Noah's boyfriend.

Cool shirt.

Yeah. "Life moves pretty fast.

If you don't stop and look around once in a while,

you could miss it."

No? It's, er, Ferris Bueller's Day Off.

Yeah, I know.

What a dick.

Wait, is that the, er... the guy from the photos?

It is, isn't it?

OK. Well, er...

That'll never work.

Back together, then?

Kiss me.

Wait.

Not here.

Here.

Here.

Don't hurt him.

But make him leave.

Hey, buddy, how's it going?

You haven't seen my girlfriend around, have you?

Think you lost the privilege of calling her that

when you shagged her best friend.

- I'll give you $1,000

to get on a plane back to where you came from.

Fifteen hundred?

You really got a thing for her, don't you?

It's a little bit sick though, isn't it?

But I think you know that.

I think she knows it, too.

Likes it.

- Fifteen hundred?

I'd have paid ten grand, you cheap shit.

Do you know, I think you should take him.

Oh, I'd love to.

I have a surprise for you.

Are there body parts in there?

It's not quite that good.

No!

I have a fire and a bag of pretentious movie tees.

Do with them as you will.

I cannot believe you.

- What? - Get it in there.

- OK, right.

- Ready? - Three... Oh.

Oh, sorry!

- Yes. - Let's go again.

- Look at it go. - Get rid of that immediately.

- No, that's going straight in. - Imagine him wearing that!

That is going straight in. On three.

OK, this is great. I feel better.

- You feel better? - Yeah, I feel it.

- Weight lifted? - Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.

- OK, next.

Get it in.

- You put this one in. - OK, right.

- Get ready. - Goodbye, Daniel.

- Forever. Boom. - Forever.

- Oh! - Ooh!

Bye-bye.

OK, stay right there. I'm gonna go get something.

I need some good vibes, man!

What are you smiling about?

I'm making 20K if he wins tonight, babe.

Twenty grand! Twenty racks!

- You good? - Yeah. Just thought...

Never mind.

Come on, Nick.

Ready? Ready?

Touch fists. Go.

Come on, Nick.

Fuck's sake, bro. Get up, bro!

Nick! Up! Up!

Jenna, I think I'm gonna have to go.

But he's winning, man. This is him winning.

He's never gonna see Maddie again.

Babe, I gotta go. I'll be back, OK?

- You just need to focus. - What did she say?

- What did she say? - Maddie. Something...

Something about Maddie, all right?

- I'm done. - What? What, what, what?

- No, no. - I'm done.

You gotta finish this, Nick, all right?

- I'm done, bro. - No. No, no, no, no!

Forget the money, all right? It's ten seconds, yeah?

Otherwise Ronnie is coming after you, me.

Please, there's... there's no other choice.

- There's always a choice. - Oi, Leister!

Nick. Nick!

Where the hell's he going?

You calling Mummy?

- Where's he going?

Where's he going?! Oi! Fuck's sake!

Leister?

Oi!

Look at me!

Yo, yo, yo, yo!

Don't be a killjoy, Nicky boy. Party's just getting started.

- What is your problem? - We're done!

Cos I know you ain't scared!

Well, you should be, boy.

Cos if I ain't coming for you, then I'm coming for your family.

And then I'm coming for your friends.

Are we clear?

- We're clear. - What?

We're clear.

- Oi, Ronnie.

And I'm taking your car as compensation

for what I would have taken for battering ya.

Cheers for the ride, bro.

Shit!

Come on, man, I'll drop you home.

Nick.

One birthday breakfast.

With burnt bacon.

It's your favourite.

I was thinking, um...

How about you getting away to Ibiza with your friends?

For the weekend?

Yeah, that would be really good. Thank you.

Can Noah come?

Nick!

Come on, you're such an idiot!

Hey, it's my birthday. You have to be nice.

Well, I heard what happened at the fight.

You did the right thing.

Thank you.

I did it for you.

Oh, did you? No!

How dare you?

So...

can you guess what I want for my birthday?

Better taste in music?

Ooh, you love my music.

- Mmm... Not sure. - I think you do!

Um...

- Some fresh hair dye? - Ooh!

I know what you want.

A breath mint.

I've just brushed my teeth.

See, to everyone else...

just looks like we're having a conversation.

So as long as you can keep your emotions under control...

You think I can't?

Oh, dear.

You nearly fell at the first hurdle.

Shut up.

Do you want me to stop? I can stop.

No.

Noah? I'm off!

You two have fun today. Enjoy your surprise, Nick.

Uh-huh.

Go easy on him, Noah.

Better get ready.

No, you didn't.

- I did. Yes, I did. - You didn't.

Happy birthday.

To celebrate, I thought I could teach you how to drive.

- You won one race.

- Ladies first. - I'm a gentleman.

Can't keep up?

Oh, you want to play?

Bring it on.

Oh, just you wait.

Whoo!

Shit!

OK, now I'm coming.

Don't threaten me with a good time.

Noah, that jumpsuit you're wearing,

does it zip all the way down?

You're so good at trying to distract me

but it's not gonna work!

I think the only way you're gonna catch me

is with a short cut.

Shut up! What do you mean, short cut?

Bye!

OK, consolation prize.

You didn't?

Got me a new car.

- "Nick, happy birthday. - Mm-hmm.

Sorry about your car.

Someday, you'll buy yourself a new one.

- From Noah."

You know, that was my favourite car.

Will you not go to the police?

Nah. There's, like, a code.

You don't talk about Fight Club?

Exactly.

You know the cashier in there has never had a Twirl?

That is a tragedy. I can't believe it.

Well, tragedy has struck twice cos I've never had one either.

No?

I was joking! Of course I've had a Twirl!

- What am I, an alien?

- Whoa! - Get the fucking door!

Oh, my God!

Get the fucking door!

Oh, my God! Drive! Drive!

- Drive!

Go, go, go, go, go!

Fuck's sake!

Now get some sleep.

I don't understand. Ronnie already took your car.

Something else is going on.

- Sorry.

It's all right.

Your touch feels good.

You know it means strength.

I get there's a code, whatever,

but at what point do we tell someone?

We don't. I'll deal with Ronnie.

You mean fight him?

I don't fight anymore.

Promise.

Right, let's get some sleep. Early flight tomorrow.

And I'm not missing it.

Thank you.

So, Nick and Noah, yeah, are like...?

- Yeah. Take this. - I'm baffed.

- Thank you. Ah, beautiful. - Gracias. Gracias, señor.

Noah knows. I know. Nick doesn't know anyone knows.

- So, it's still...

You know what I want, bruv.

Move over.

Do that again, I dare you.

Pardon. Margarita?

- Ah, yes! - Yes.

- Here you go, here you go. - Lovely. Thank you.

Hey, you look, like, cosy.

- Cosy. - So cosy.

I might just go jump in the middle of you.

Cheers, everyone.

Ibiza, baby. Let's get messy.

We should get jet skis.

You're such an adrenaline junkie.

I wish we could just sit down for ten minutes. Chill.

Well then, I'm just gonna go swim.

Er, OK, yeah.

You want me to come with you?

You don't have to, but I'd like it.

- Come on! - Have a little paddle.

- Yes, yes, yes, yes. - Have fun. Love you.

- Yeah, love you. - Kiss.

Talk to me, bro.

What?

What's the sitch with you and Noah?

- Come. Spill the beans.

There is no me and Noah.

Now the problem with that statement

is I don't know if you're lying to me or to yourself.

Come.

All right. But let's just say, for argument's sake,

there was a "me and Noah".

Can you imagine how messy that would be?

Look, me, personally, bro, I like messy.

Look, life, yeah?

You get one of 'em.

You gotta do what makes you happy, all right?

And you know I got you, man, no matter what.

- Feel me? - I feel you.

But, now... Let's party, baby. Let's party.

I wanna get two piña coladas.

- All right, come. - Let's go, let's go, let's go!

Yo. You good?

Yeah.

What are we gonna do about Ronnie, bro?

I've heard he's looking for us. Well, what's the plan?

I don't know.

- "I don't know"? - No. I'm not fighting anymore.

Bro, this ain't a joke!

That shit you pulled at the fight, it cost us.

It cost me.

I need you to fight him.

And you gotta let him win.

Or else we'll always be watching our backs.

Guess I don't have a choice, then.

Yeah.

Hey. No, no, no. We're just friends.

Nick!

Get off me.

Nick.

Oi, Nick. What the hell was that, man?

He was a creep, Jenna. He had his hands all over her.

Bro, she was fine.

So you thought hitting him was the right thing to do?

Yeah, well, it made me feel better.

Well, that just about sums it up, doesn't it?

It's all about you.

I'm gonna go see if he's OK.

Don't you...

- Nick, Nick. Nick, Nick. - Babe. Babe, come inside, yeah?

I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I didn't mean that.

You know, I can't do this, because of you.

Because you represent everything I've been running from.

Noah...

you know I'd never hurt you.

You already have.

Come on, babe.

Noah!

All right, man. Let's go home.

You know, I've known Nick a really long time.

And, yeah, he can be a little bit hot-headed sometimes,

but he's a good guy deep down.

And he's a really good friend.

Maybe don't write him off straight away.

He's just got weird ways of showing he cares.

Come on, man, we're at a party. Drink up.

- Posh party too, babe.

- Took forever.

- Who invited them? - Giles did.

Nick's been MIA ever since she arrived.

She's so pretty, though.

Are you for real right now?

She's so bloody irritating.

I wish she'd just disappear.

- It's your party.

Maybe we ought to teach her a little lesson.

Noah, you don't need to wait there.

There's another bathroom on the top floor.

- Oh. - Come on.

Thanks.

Now!

- Seriously?!

- God!

Yes!

Come on, guys! Really?

- Shit.

I'm going to go find Nick.

That was so much fun.

Shit!

OK.

- Good? - Good, yeah?

Really good.

- You look good.

- You look beautiful, in fact. - You look cute.

- Cute? - Have you, er, seen Noah?

Er, I think she went to the bathroom.

- You and your little boat shoes. - Cute.

Hey, you.

- Hey. - You coming for a drink with me?

Er, yeah. Er...

- Come on, this way. - Yeah, all right, OK.

Help! Help!

I hope you'll be coming to Bovey Castle next weekend.

You know the whole gang's going,

and it's been months since we've been shooting together.

- It's always such a laugh. - Yeah, sure. Maybe.

Nick, what is going on with you?

I've barely heard from you in weeks.

I'm surprised you even showed up this evening.

I've just been busy.

OK.

Right, I'm gonna go find Noah.

Why don't you give your sister some space, Nick?

You've been acting weird ever since she arrived.

And I've heard a couple of nasty little rumours.

God forbid they filter back to your dad.

I've just realised something.

I can't stand you.

- OK, fine.

Why isn't he with Anna?

Oh, my God, he's looking for Noah.

So embarrassing.

- Don't say anything.

- Help!

What have you done?

Noah? Noah?

Noah?

- Noah!

You're just like your mother.

- No, no! - Noah, it's just me.

Noah! Give me the damn key!

- No!

Hey, hey. Hey, hey.

It's just me. It's just me. It's just me.

- Hey, it's me.

I've got you. I've got you.

- Look at me.

When he was sober, he was a decent dad.

Racing was our thing.

Then his drinking got worse and he got hooked on oxy.

You know, I was thinking, after I met your mom, that...

if my dad had just sought help,

you know, like your mom did, then...

maybe things would be different.

He'd never hurt me before.

Six months after that, I was in court testifying against him.

I put my dad in jail.

Look at me.

It's not your fault.

OK?

None of that is your fault.

He's just a bad guy.

And he's one half of me.

You're not the same.

It's OK.

- I'm tough.

Oh, I know!

You know what I want right now?

I want you.

Hey.

Noah?

Hey.

Hello.

- You OK? - Yeah.

I have to go, but I'll be right back, OK?

It's Maddie's football match. Mum said I can take her.

- I'll be here.

Go back to bed.

OK.

- Be quiet. - Yeah.

- You be quiet. - Yeah, I will.

So, does calling so soon make me look desperate?

- Yep.

No, that's... that's... that's cool.

And how are you?

You did the drive with hardly any sleep.

Er, actually, it's... it's been good. It's, um...

It gave me an opportunity

to talk to Mum about what you said.

About why she, er... you know, why she left and...

that maybe it was the right thing for her to do.

So, I don't know. Like...

Maybe it was.

I just haven't been able to see it that way.

I'm so proud of you, Nick.

Yeah?

Thought you'd say, "Told you so."

No, no, that's cool.

- We'll talk later. - All right, bye. Bye, bye.

I'm really happy we came here.

You were right.

Lion? Lion, you with me, mate?

It's gonna be all right, OK?

Lion! Well, where is he? Is he in there?

- Yeah, he's in there. - What happened?

- What's happened? - It's OK.

He warned you and you didn't listen.

- I need to see him. - I'm sorry.

- Are you his girlfriend? - Yeah, yeah.

- Go and take a seat. - Are you OK?

- Dad, I need to tell you... - Nick, not now.

- No, but I need to. - Not now.

Security are taking Ella and Noah to a hotel for a few days.

It's not safe here.

- Dad, can we talk now? - Yeah, we need to.

This is Detective Sato.

This is much bigger than you or Noah realise.

This way.

I know you're concerned about him, and I am too,

but I just...

The paramedic said he would be fine,

and we should just be here and use this time to relax.

Shall we swim first, steam, and then sauna?

Is there a right way you're supposed to do that?

Noah.

Everything's gonna be OK.

William's talking to the police, we've got security.

Yeah, I know. I just... I wanna wait for an update, OK?

Meet me downstairs.

This is Ronnie Burns.

He took my McLaren when I refused to fight.

He smashed up my car. He beat up Lion.

He said he'd hurt my friends if I didn't fight him again.

What aren't you getting?

Nick, we believe Lion's attack...

was down to Noah's father.

Travis McKay.

Sorry, what?

He's out of jail and in the UK.

What? No. It's Ronnie. Ronnie Burns. You know him.

Yeah, we know Ronnie.

And he's working for Noah's father, Travis McKay.

That's Noah's dad?

I've seen him before.

He was at the fight and the...

and the petrol station.

He's very dangerous, Nick.

Four years ago, he attacked Noah.

That's how she got the scar.

He was released a few weeks ago and violated his parole.

Travelled in on a stolen passport.

- And then hired Ronnie? - Mm-hmm. Right.

- What do they want? - Probably money.

Well, what's their play?

Nick...

Noah.

When they attacked us in the car, they...

they went for Noah's door.

I thought they were trying to go for me,

but they must've been going for Noah.

Oh, my God, they left Lion here to scare us.

They were smoking us out and we've just...

we've just played straight into their hands.

I need to call her.

Hello, Noah.

Can I squeeze in with you? Is that all right?

Oh, thank you.

So, where shall we go?

Going down.

I really hope you like surprises.

Cos I love surprises.

Hi, kid.

- Go to Daddy. Go, go, go, go.

Code 134. A missing 18-year-old female.

All units be on alert...

We're checking the hotel.

You're checking the hotel? No, you're not, you're sat there.

There's one, two, three, four, five of you and she's out there,

- and you lot are just sat there. - Oi. Oi, oi, oi.

You need to get that.

This is William Leister.

Am I speaking with Travis?

Yeah, you're speaking with Travis.

We want to speak to Noah.

I thought you might.

Nick!

- Nick, help! - Noah, hey, hey.

- Tell us where you are. - Help, Nick! Help!

- Nick! - I'll find you.

Please.

- What do you want? - A million.

- Wire it to this account.

- Come on, I know you got it. - I'll get it.

- Please. - You have one hour.

Don't hurt her.

You send the cash, the kid'll be fine.

- I want what's best for Noah. - Dad, please.

- Help!

He's gone.

What did I say about smoking that shit?

It's not good for you.

Stupid, stupid, stupid!

- Dad, I've got something. - Nick, where are you?

Ronnie has my McLaren. My McLaren has a tracker in it.

If I can find the McLaren, I can find Ronnie.

If I find Ronnie, I can find Noah.

Nick, I'll tell the police, but you have to let them handle it.

- Oh, shit!

I'll send you the address.

Get the police to follow me.

Hello, Noah.

How's it going, love? You all right?

You being looked after?

So...

as you've heard, the plan, right,

is to swap you out for the cash.

Piece of piss.

But I just wanted to let you in on a little secret.

I'm not really interested in the money.

I want to eat the rich! But...

Here's my logic, OK? I'm gonna share this with you

because I think we're gonna see eye to eye with this.

I get locked up trying to graft a living,

while the Nicks of the world breeze through.

Now, is that fair?

Nick thinks he's a hero, and what do heroes always do?

- That's it.

Save the girl. You're my bait.

- Oh, Nicky's gonna be so sad!

So sad he didn't get to say goodbye to ya.

Well, it's tragic, really.

Did you really think

I was gonna let Nick walk away from another fight?

Where've you been?

I was just making sure the package is secure.

You don't talk to her.

Didn't say a word to her, mate.

Shit. We have a visitor.

What... what visitor?

- Get Noah. - How many are there?

It's just Nick.

The cops won't be far behind.

We gotta go.

As long as we have Noah, they'll bring us the money.

- No, wait, wait, wait! - Let's go.

Look, if it's all the same to you,

I'll deal with Nick.

Take this.

Best of British, mate.

On me.

Hello, Nicky. Long time no see.

- Where's Noah?

Time to go, kid.

Tell me where she is, Ronnie!

This is all I wanted, Nick.

- Little bit of "us" time.

- Who's the better man now?

This is all your doing, Nick!

And now she's in there with a very mean daddy,

and it is all because of you!

- Noah! - Nick!

- Get in. - Nick!

- Stay back!

- I'm not fucking around, kid.

- Drive.

- Come on! Come on!

OK, Noah, I'm coming.

Fucking Romeo. Get him off our tail.

Slow down, Noah, slow down.

This kid doesn't give up.

- Oh, shit!

- Dad, no!

You lose him or I kill him.

- Go! - Move out!

You feel that? Huh? I know you do, kid.

I'm nothing like you!

Get lost, Nick.

I knew I'd cash in on you one day.

- What? - Yeah.

I just want my money.

- Look out!

- Go, go, go, go! - I am.

- Easy!

Hard right! Right, right, right, right, right. Right!

OK, Noah. How's this for a short cut?

I think we lost him. Keep going!

Come on.

Whoa!

Come on!

Nick!

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

- Nick! - You move and I shoot!

Nick!

Get back!

Let me go, or I'll shoot her!

This is the end of the road, kid.

Suspect is down.

Eyes on. Move in.

Hey, look at me, look at me, look at me.

Oh, my God.

Nick.

Hey, no, it's OK. You're OK.

You're OK, you're OK.

Oh, my God.

It's OK. Hey, look at me. You're gonna be OK.

Help! Somebody help!

Hey, it's OK, it's OK. Hey!

I never believed in happy endings.

London was supposed to be a fresh start.

But it was the end.

The end of my pain,

of blaming myself for things that weren't my fault.

I was broken before I met Nick.

It turns out the broken ones

have the power to heal each other.

We were eternally tied together.

A knot that could never be broken.

It might not be a happy ending.

But that's because our story isn't over.

What's happening? Good?

Noah, your mother's a bluffer.

- I can see in her eyes. - You don't stand a chance.

She's a bluffer.

Ah! Ha-ha!

- Thank you. - For you.

- Ah, thank you, babe. - Thanks, Noah.

- Appreciate you. - Can you open mine, too?

Yeah.

- You got it? - Yeah.

Hey.

This is why we have to appreciate the sun

while it lasts! Come on!

I think we can survive a little rain, don't you?

Are we doing this?

I knew it wouldn't last.

- Go and get dry. - Where's Nick and Noah?

Um... I don't know. Look at you!

I know they're getting along, but...

- Yeah? - You don't think they're...

No! No, I don't!

- Well... - No.

Cos if they were...

You're such a liar, Camille!