All language subtitles for Gangs.of.London.S02E05.Episode.5.1080p.10bit.BluRay.AAC5.1.HEVC-Vyndros

- You broke our agreement.
- (Sobs)

Luan did this to her.
Don't forget.

(Mirlinda)
Let me out!

I failed you both and I'm sorry.

When will you fight back?

(Marian) Someone's got the money.
Half the accounts are empty.

(Sean) It's our money.
We're fucked without it.

We're gonna find out who shot Basem,
and they're gonna pay. I promise you.

- What's going on, son?
- I'm gonna get us out of here.

Get you on that beach in Jamaica.

Sean Wallace will set this city on fire.
So get me out.

I am building something great
in this city.

- Go!
- (Grunts)

(Sean) I need you
to deliver a message to Koba.

Tell him Sean Wallace is coming
for him and everything he touches.

I'm taking London back.

(Helicopter blades whirring)

(Quiet suspenseful music)

(Charlie)
Listen to me, Elliot.

Listen now.

Don't let this destroy you.

If you feel you're slipping,
talk to me.

Promise.

(Distant siren blares)

(Gentle dramatic music)

It's not over yet.

We sent a message,

but now is the time
where they're most vulnerable.

(Phone vibrates)

Do you know
how much we have lost?

Product, men, weapons?

They can be replaced.

With whose money, Koba? Yours?

Sean Wallace
and those fucking Kurds

have blown holes
in our entire operations.

We don't know even yet
where are all the wounds,

never mind
how to stop the bleeding.

And the power, respect,

how much of all that

has Sean Wallace
wrenched from us?

Don't worry about Sean Wallace.

I shouldn't have to.
That's your job.

You need to direct your anger
away from me.

This happened on your watch.

I'm supposed to know some kid

the Investors thought they killed
is planning to attack us.

Hm. How do I see this?
I'm clairvoyant?!

You don't have to be clairvoyant.

You just need to do your job.

You lost focus, Koba,
and you were hit.

And you know the worst part?

You don't even know
what hit you.

You forget
who you are speaking to.

You forget
who you are working for.

I heard from the Investors.

Kill Sean Wallace,
or they'll kill you.

You did well last night.

The gangs are hurt.
Koba's hurt.

Which means
the Investors are hurt too.

So what now?

You make the Investors
quietly disappear?

No. The higher-ups
want this win on the books.

It goes through the system.

And you think Elliot
will uphold his side of the deal?

They're getting out today.
New country, new life.

Fine. Then this is goodbye.

(Door handle clunks)

Relax. There's no sniper
in the window.

But this isn't goodbye.

We want the Wallaces
back on top.

But you don't get free rein.

Okay, so who's holding
the reins? You?

We all answer to someone.

(Dramatic music)

(Lock clunks)

- (Charlie) Elliot.
- You ready?

Oh, Dad, you're not even packed yet.
Come on!

You called half an hour ago.

I don't move as fast
as I used to, do I?

You're moving in a blur, son.
Flight's not till 12:30.

Look, you just finish this.

I'm going to the bathroom.
Be done before I get back out.

(Toilet flushes)

(Dramatic music)

(Pop music playing)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Video game bleeps)

(Doorbell rings)

- Can I help you with something?
- Where's Luan?

I, uh... I never heard of him.

You've heard of him and you've heard
of me. Now where the fuck is he?

- Put it down, Luan.
- Put yours down first.

Don't do this.

Luan, we're here
out of friendship.

(Coughing)

The city's at war.

Last night wasn't
an act of aggression.

It was strategic.
Our enemies now fear us

and our friends now know
there's another option.

You don't have any friends.

You don't want Koba running this city
just as much as me.

Join me.
Together we'll finish him.

You don't know who this man is,
do you?

No one has the balls
to go against Koba.

Ed Dumani did, but God knows
if he's alive or not.

You underestimate me.
And yourself.

- Together...
- Together what?

Don't fuck with him.
You cannot beat him.

He'll keep coming back
and coming back

until you and your brother

and your mother are all dead.

(Discordant music)

That's who he is.

We're done here.

(Clears throat)

Let's go.

- (Video game gunfire)
- Alexa, volume down.

- Marian.
- Shannon.

Something's happened
to your father.

You and Danny
need to get out now.

Go somewhere safe.

Danny, switch that thing off
and get dressed now.

(Danny)
Mum...

Now.

(Door clunks opens)

I thought soup would be best.
No need to chew, huh?

It's lentil spinach.

It's not spicy.
It won't hurt your gums.

Come on, Ed. Huh?

I won't lie to you, Ed.

You will die in this room.

But not yet.

You're a font of knowledge.

So, I'm going
to ask you questions

and you're going to answer,
keeping in mind,

the moment I feel you no longer
provide valuable information,

it's over.

And it won't be fast.

And I won't stop
at the one Dumani.

(Dramatic music)

(Bones crack)

(Sighs)

Tell me about Sean Wallace.

What are his strengths,
his weaknesses?

What does he love?
What does he hate?

What does he want to be?

(Sighs)

His father.

To which question?

All of them.

(Quiet dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

Hello?

Yeah, listen, I'll call you back.

Elliot, if Koba had my dad,
where would he be?

Shannon, listen, if your dad's
made an enemy of Koba...

he's not holding him anywhere.

Sorry, Shannon.

He's not dead, Elliot.

He can't be.

I can't lose them both.

If he had my dad...
where would he be?

(Music builds)

(Charlie)
Driving, then?

(Paper rustles)

(Music quietens)

(Charlie)
What's this?

That... That's your new passport
and driving licence.

We need to get rid of your old one
before we get to the airport.

Ezra Fox?

And I'm your son, Miles.
Actually, you should say it.

"I'm Ezra Fox
and this is my son, Miles."

Go on.

Come on.

Say it.

What have you done, Elliot?

What have you done?

You want me to give up
my name, my home.

You've gotta level with me.

Now.

I kill people, Dad.

They make me do it.

I have to. Or they'll kill you.

They'll kill both of us.

No... No.

You promised.

I know.

What am I supposed to do?

(Charlie)
Jesus Christ.

Let's get on that plane,
put this fucking place behind us

and land as new men.

I'm Ezra Fox
and you're my son, Miles.

Right?

(Music builds)

(Elliot) Listen, Dad,
there's something I need to do

before we get on the plane.

There's a man called Joseph Singer
who will approach you.

Don't worry,
he knows who you are.

If I don't make it back in time...
give this to him

and he will make sure
that you're on that flight.

Elliot, no.

You've got to get out of here.
Let's just get on that plane.

It's just this last thing, Dad.

Give this to Singer, I swear to you
we're out of here.

(Dramatic music)

(Music fades)

We lost eight men last night.

Nobody's feeling it more than me.

But now it's time
for everyone to step up.

You understand me?

Now get back out there.

I know you got my back.

I want you to help me
lead these men.

Will you stand with me?

Condolences.

Condolences.

You.

You're the girl who delivered
Sean Wallace's message?

Come with me.

(Doorbell buzzes)

I'm here to speak
to Sean Wallace.

So when does he want to meet?

Thirty minutes.

Sean, it's a trap.

Koba said
you can choose the place.

Somewhere neutral.
A restaurant. Public.

But just the two of you.

I send the address and you've both
got 30 minutes to get there.

No weapons.
Hands on the table.

He sees any of your friends
and it's over.

War again.

(Quiet dramatic music)

Pass me your phone.

Sean.

(Types message)

(Sean sniffs)

You must hate me.

After the things
you've seen me do.

I bet you'd like to kill me,
wouldn't you?

Yes, I would.

You can go.

(Dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

Hello?

(Kane) You shouldn 't
have done that, Elliot.

I would advise you to return
your father within the hour.

If you let us down, we will kill him.

And then kill you.

(Music grows louder)

(Banging)

Torpedo.

What the fuck
are you doing here?

Bosses sent me.

Huh? No one told me about that.

Must be above your pay grade.

There's a hard drive.

They wanna know
if it got burned up in the blast.

You gonna help me look for it?

Shh!

Where's Ed Dumani?

I knew
Koba shouldn't have trusted you.

Do you wanna die for Koba?
He doesn't give a fuck about you.

Day after Sean's attack,
he's got you doing clean-up.

You're nothing to him.

Now, tell me,
where is Ed Dumani?

Superstar, fuck you.

(Grunts)

Shh.

Shh, shh. Shh.

(Grunts)

(Indistinct chatter)

(Chatter continues)

Ed?

(Whispering) Ed.

(Grunts)

(Metallic clang)

(Groaning and grunting)

(Muffled screams)

(Groans)

(Muffled cries)

Ed.

(Indistinct chatter)

Stop! Get down!

On your knees.

(Dramatic music)

Tie yourself.

(Grunts)

(Discordant music)

(Fast-paced dramatic music)

(Pop music playing)

- (Bell rings)
- (Children's laughter)

(Bell rings)

(Clears throat)

Interesting venue.

(Chuckles)

I'm... I'm tempted
to read into what it means

why you choose here.

And what have you come up with?

Husbands, wives, kids.
Birthday parties.

Regular life.

Yeah.

It's something
you long for, yes?

What, nine to five?
Middle management?

There's no shame
in seeking normality, Sean.

Or I just chose this place

because I figured
a Georgian assassin

would stick out
like a beacon here.

Ha!

(Chuckles)

Yeah.

(Sighs)

What do you want, Sean?

What was mine.

- What was taken from me.
- No. Um, Sean...

What do you want?

What can I get you?

I'll get another water.
Thank you.

I'll have, uh... Ooh...

Mm, mm, mm,
mm, mm, mm, mm...

Chicken skewers.

So, really, this time,

what do you want?

Everything.

(Background music fades)

So do I.

(Quiet, low-pitched drone)

I'm the future.

(Sighs)

No, Koba.

You're just a cog
in a corporate machine,

beneath faceless owners

who wouldn't piss down your throat
if your lungs were on fire.

You're like everybody else
in this room.

Middle management.

You didn't even come here
with a deal, did you?

(Short burst of dramatic music)

You've been buying time

while your men
are lining up outside.

Am I just gonna get up,
go for a walk?

(Imitates explosion)

(Pop music in background resumes)

So, what do you have
up your sleeve?

A deal.

Really?

Okay. So, what's your offer?

I know how to take down
the Investors.

I know how to destroy them.

You've got the gangs.

Put those two together,
we'd own the entire city.

(Banging on door)

Jesus. Get him inside!

(Groans)

We need to get you to a doctor.

No. I'm fine.

(Shannon)
Where you going?

Elliot, where you going?

You coming back?

Dad. Dad. Fuck!

(Indistinct voice over tannoy)

Charlie.

I believe
you have something for me.

(Burst of dramatic music)

(Phone vibrates)

(Ringing tone)

Good.

Elliot will be here
in a few minutes.

You can hand me the package now.

I told you,
not before my boy gets here.

(Scanner beeps)

(Screams)

(Music tempo slows)

(Burst of dramatic music)

(Charlie)
Listen to me, Elliot.

Listen now.

Don't let this destroy you.

If you feel you're slipping...

talk to me.

Promise.

(Creaking)

(Gasps)

Elliot.

What's going on?

Well...

you murdered my father...

you soulless fucking bitch.

I've had no report that anything
has happened to your father.

Here's your report! Here!

I was there. I saw it.

My daughter's in the house.
Let's go somewhere else and talk.

You sent people to kill my dad,
and now you want to talk about it?

Listen to me.
I don't make the decisions.

I don't give the orders.
I just pass them on.

I'm just like you.
I don't want to be a part of it.

But I have no choice.

(Grunts and groans)

(Neighing)

(Eerie droning)

Is Elliot dead?

No. He wasn't there.
Just Singer and the father.

Okay.

(Sean) Every address,
every transaction.

Their identities, locations
and connections.

The Investors are so fucked.

The city belongs to us now.

(Dramatic music)

Let's go.