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The world decides who you are from what you show them.

But what do we do now?

Well, we ain't going home.

I haven't seen you down at our place.

Taking a bit of time off.

Don't turn your back on the brotherhood,

and we won't turn our back on you.

♪

How do I know if I wait for you, you'll look after me?

How about a nice house in the country?

This is a mistake.

I reckon I can make this place whatever I want.

You'll need a name for internal use.

That would be Mr. Parry.

I always thought it was interesting

how you put the Swiss account in my name, Mr. Cooper,

making yourself invisible by making me very visible.

Every serial number on every note

that came from the Brink's-Mat gold starts the same.

A24.

You need something taken over to Liechtenstein?

♪

Kenneth Noye, I'm arresting you for conspiracy to handle stolen goods.

The Prime Minister is in Washington, D.C., today,

continuing talks with President Reagan.

Topics under discussion include the Trident nuclear missile system

and relations with Libya.

Mrs. Thatcher told reporters that the visit

has been highly productive.

♪

It's my son's fault.

He knows I'm not the holiday sort,

but he kept badgering me to get away on account of my lungs.

I said, "Fine, I'll go to Margate,"

but he's booked me for bloody Spain.

I said, "Spain?

You're joking, ain't you?"

I had a nice time, but I'd rather have stayed in London.

Took walks down by the river.

Have you seen what they're doing up there?

Knocking down the wharfs to build flats for the yuppies.

Docklands, that's what they call it, whatever that is.

I tell you, love, London isn't what it used to be.

Used to be about people, about families.

Now it's just about money.

You're evil!

You're an evil man!

Get yourself some chips, son.

Thanks.

Some women shouldn't have kids.

What do you know about it?

I'm just saying.

Just because a woman brings a kid into this world,

it don't mean you can blame her for everything that comes next.

♪

We need to build a conspiracy case against Noye.

What's his neighbour saying about the box?

That we've ruined her flower bed digging it out.

- And? - She doesn't know who put it there,

but she does know without any doubt

that it wasn't Kenneth Noye.

So someone else put 50 grand of A24 notes under the geraniums?

It's not enough.

This could be.

It was with the money.

Paying instructions from Noye through Savage's deposits

to Switzerland.

To prove conspiracy against any of them,

we need to know who controls the Swiss account

and prove the connections all the way back.

But if you don't have who controls the Swiss account,

then you don't have conspiracy.

Then I'll go to Switzerland and ask

- who controls the account. - Right, yeah.

I mean, whilst I obviously admire your panache--

John Palmer.

Extradition request's in, for all the good it'll do.

Sir?

We're missing someone up here.

That's why I'm going to Switzerland, Jennings.

Not them.

Him.

We caught McAvoy, Jennings.

I believe you were there.

And he's not talking.

He's a good soldier.

Even good soldiers get paid.

And if he is getting paid, it's by the ones with the money.

That's your weak link, sir.

And if you want to know who's handling the money,

we should have another look at McAvoy.

He doesn't have much call for money where he is.

He's got a wife in Herne Hill

and a girlfriend on the Old Kent Road who'd disagree with that.

Okay, Jennings. I'll go to Zurich.

You go to the Old Kent Road.

Let's see who comes back with a name.

The City of Gold.

That's what this place is called,

and that's what it's gonna be for us.

A city of gold.

And you lot are gonna get out there and flog some timeshares,

and we all start making proper money.

500 quid a sale.

No wages. Survival of the fittest.

All right?

Got it?

Well, off you go, then.

Mr. Palmer, my brother is here.

♪

What's this?

Santiago.

My brother.

♪

Hola, Señor Palmer.

I need building permits, work visas, and bank accounts.

I can arrange that, Señor Palmer.

And more importantly, I can make sure

that everything here goes...

tranquilo.

Señor Palmer, you're a famous man here now,

and that can cause you problems.

Santiago and I can take care of the problems.

This is how Tenerife works, Señor Palmer.

That's how everywhere works, lads.

♪

You've sent us on quite the journey, Kathleen.

Oh, yeah?

We went to your flat, which didn't strike us as occupied,

what with all the mail,

including one from an estate agent.

A receipt for their services.

So we went to the estate agent,

and they told us that they sold two houses to your representatives.

Which impressed us.

You having representatives.

So we had to pick one of the houses to visit first,

and we picked the wrong one.

Which means we've just had a cup of tea with Jackie McAvoy.

What's hers like, then?

Oh, nice.

Not as nice as this, though.

No.

Here's the thing.

Jackie McAvoy didn't know who owned her house,

even while she sat in it having a cup of tea.

So what about you, Kathleen?

Do you know who owns this house?

Nope.

But then again, I'm just a girl from Rotherhithe.

I don't know how these things work.

It's funny, though, isn't it?

You both getting new gaffs

right after Micky took 25 years without a peep.

There's nothing funny about that, mate.

I ain't your mate, Kathleen.

How's your dad?

I'll nick you, Kathleen, just as soon as I can.

Oh, yeah?

What for?

Sitting in a house that don't belong to me?

Don't strike me as much of a charge.

Brinks and Mat.

That's what you called them?

Yeah, well, when you're on your own in a big house

and your bloke's doing 25 years,

you take your fun where you can get it.

Osborne.

Oh, right.

Yes, crikey. Okay.

Good. Good.

Um, this is Osborne, roger.

Who the fuck is Roger?

That's what you say, isn't it?

Can you find out who bought a house

if the person who bought it don't want to be found?

I can, yeah.

Good.

It's just--I thought that "roger" was a sort of sign-off.

It's...

Hello?

Okay. She's gone.

You should report it.

No.

If they know your dad, they've got leverage.

They've got nothing.

And I'll not be taken off the case

'cause I'm from where they're from.

There's the whole fucking problem right there.

All I'm saying is, it's not over.

♪

"Don Quixote."

- Sorry? - You.

Coming here alone to ask me for this information.

The madness of it makes me think of "Don Quixote."

I came alone because I wanted to speak to a policeman,

not to a politician.

I understand.

But the sovereign laws of the nation of Switzerland

state that our banking system

is to be protected by secrecy,

to which any law, national or foreign, are deemed inferior.

Have you ever lost a man?

Because I lost a man working on this.

And that is why I will travel anywhere in the world

to seek help, to seek justice, to be called mad.

I will do anything, because I lost a man.

But maybe it's hard for you to understand how that feels

when your job is to put on a uniform and sit behind a desk

and talk of banking laws.

I have lost men in this uniform and in another.

I thought your lot were neutral.

Sometimes you must find your own war.

Spain?

The International Brigade.

May I buy you lunch?

The houses were a mistake.

I believe I mentioned that at the time.

You were right, Mr. Cooper.

- Have they charged them? - No.

Can they follow those houses back to us?

I wouldn't have thought so.

Not unless they have someone who knows what they're doing.

- No. - Well, then.

Let's hope that's the end of it.

Has there been any fallout

from your hapless associate's problems at the border?

No.

There won't be.

He didn't talk in Liechtenstein.

And if the Old Bill come calling here,

he won't talk to them neither.

Are you taking precautions?

I am, Mr. Cooper.

♪

So, Captain Seigrist,

if we can return to the matter in hand.

Mr. Boyce, let us just enjoy the wine and talk,

soldier to soldier.

Tell me.

What is the memory that war gave you that you cannot lose?

The one that comes for you in the night?

I sleep perfectly well, Capitaine Seigrist.

I fought in the Thalmann battalion,

up in the mountains,

over the worst winter Spain had ever known.

The Italians bombed us, Franco shelled us,

and the snow froze us.

But we held our ground.

Then there was a blizzard.

Five feet of snow, -18 degrees.

We burned everything we could.

But it wasn't enough to stop the frostbite.

I was lucky. Others weren't.

Arms and legs sawn off with only whiskey for the pain.

And the screaming.

This is what comes for me in the night.

The EOKA moved at night.

So we went looking for them.

I was leading a patrol at dawn when all hell broke loose.

We hit back, rapid-fire, up into the trees.

We cleared them out and went to see the damage.

I saw his feet first.

He was wearing these red leather shoes.

He'd taken a bullet through the heart.

In his hands, he had a 12-volt battery for the mines.

He--he was gonna blow us up.

We shot him first.

But it was...

He was in uniform.

♪

But these shoes...

they were handmade.

♪

They weren't made for fighting.

They were childlike.

♪

Because that's what he was.

That's what I was.

Teenagers.

Boys.

♪

That's what I think about when I think about war.

I think about a boy in Cyprus and his red leather shoes.

Walk me back, Mr. Boyce.

Perhaps I can request a hearing

to ask a judge if we can give you the bank account information.

The judge will say no.

But first, the bank will have to attempt

to discuss the account.

Maybe I can get a name out of them.

Maybe not.

If I do, it will be bound by the secrecy of the court.

I can be in the court?

It is not a public hearing.

But if you are nice and quiet.

Well, thank you.

Don't thank me. It will be very boring.

It is in German.

Everything takes twice as long in German.

Do you speak German, Mr. Boyce?

No.

Then Don Quixote will need a Sancho Panza.

Oh, great.

I didn't realize it made noises.

I set an alert for any new entries containing A24.

Noye's neighbour?

Not quite.

Liechtenstein.

- Task force. - It's Boyce.

Oh, hello, sir.

I've just had Palmer's extradition request denied.

- Right. - Yeah, but here's the thing.

They sent over the file, and his passport's expired.

We can go through the Foreign Office,

and we can recommend his expulsion as an illegal alien.

Would they do it?

Well, it depends how many friends he's made over there.

Give it a try.

And put Goodman on.

Yes, sir.

Goodman?

The Governor wants a word.

Hello, sir.

I pulled your records, Goodman, when you joined the task force.

Right.

When did Guttman become Goodman?

After school, sir.

Having a German surname in Cricklewood in the '50s

wasn't much fun.

Well, it might be more fun now.

Milne, cleaning.

Sturrock, kitchens.

McAvoy, grounds-keeping.

Arnold, laundry.

Wilkins, general labour.

Well, the flats cost 10 grand each to finish off.

If we sell 12 timeshares at 5 grand each,

that's a 50 grand profit.

I take out 10, and I use the 40 to finish off four more flats,

sell off their timeshares,

and then I crack on again.

Now, there's 200 flats there.

My maths isn't the best,

but that's getting close to 10 million.

You know, John, most blokes

who live in a different country to their family

and have every copper in England chasing after them

probably wouldn't sound quite so chipper.

Look, I'm just concentrating on the silver lining, love.

Why look at that cloud when you can look at all that silver?

Have you spoken to a lawyer?

What about?

About working out how to come home.

Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Yeah, I've put out a few feelers,

but you know, these things take time.

Right now, I'm concentrating on getting this place ready

for you lot to visit.

Yeah, we're coming out for the school holidays, John,

and then we're going home as a family.

You can't be a fugitive forever.

Well, let's see how you feel once you've seen this place.

Is there room for us out there in your little kingdom?

Look.

All I know is I grew up wearing shoes I got from the council,

and now I'm waiting for some bloke

to come and fill up my pool.

You didn't tell me about the pool.

See?

There's that silver lining again.

♪

How was Liechtenstein, Keith?

Not great.

Yeah, losing 700 grand must've taken the shine off.

My client was asked to transport money to Liechtenstein

on behalf of an associate

who explained he was exploiting a legal tax advantage.

Are legal tax advantages usually hidden in car seats?

That was a security measure.

Oh, right, yeah.

Good thinking there, Keith.

The car you were driving was last registered to a Gordon Parry.

What's your connection to him?

My client will be making no further statements.

And we look forward to putting forward our case in court.

You've ruined your life, mate.

How well do you reckon it was going before this?

You done any bird before, Keith?

That's enough.

It isn't fun in there.

I'm not a crook.

No one's a crook until they are.

Brinks and Mat?

I thought you'd find it funny.

There ain't much I find funny these days, love,

and you calling your dogs after the job that got me 25 years

ain't changing that.

I wouldn't need no dogs if I wasn't on my own,

would I?

I've been thinking about that.

You being there, me being here.

Oh, yeah?

I don't know who's got my share of the gold

or who's done what.

And no one's come to put me right.

So maybe I should go and see them.

What do you need?

I need you to go and see the cabbie.

How's he doing?

Not great.

The money's moved to Liechtenstein.

No names?

Not yet.

Edwyn Cooper, the lawyer?

- That's the one. - He does police work.

He did.

He left his practice six months ago.

It appears he's found a new vocation.

How can you be that rich and that greedy?

I've been looking into Cooper.

He's more interesting than you might think.

He's been running the account with a Gordon Parry.

Parry, South London.

Officially, a bookie. Unofficially, all sorts.

Sir, a car owned by Gordon Parry

was pulled at the Swiss-Liechtenstein border last week.

700 grand of A24 notes.

That's them.

They've moved the money to a bank in Liechtenstein.

Edwyn Cooper and Gordon Parry.

They bought the houses for Jackie McAvoy and Kathleen Meacock.

And considering the number of front companies they used,

I don't think they wanted you to know about it.

That's the money, sir.

Cooper and Parry.

And if Parry's South London,

I don't think it's gonna be hard to prove the connection

all the way back to McAvoy.

There's your conspiracy.

Well, we should issue a warrant.

If we issue a warrant for Cooper,

Cooper will know about it before the ink is dry.

How's that, sir?

Because there is a hidden hand in this country,

and nowhere is it better hidden than in the police.

That hand will reach out to Cooper and offer salvation.

So what do we do?

We let the hand reach out.

♪

The same speech every bloody time for 10 years.

Half the sergeants in London are out there right now,

thinking about Caesar's bloody wife.

Little education never hurt anyone.

I hope you don't mind me looking up an old friend like this.

I'm happy to know he has one.

I was starting to wonder.

- Hmm. - I'll top us up.

Well, Edwyn, you've landed on your feet.

She can cook too.

Why are you here, Neville?

Boyce has issued arrest warrants for yourself and Gordon Parry.

The houses and the money at the border.

Uh, is there a deal to be done?

Of course.

This is what the brotherhood's for, Edwyn,

moments like this.

When one of us falls, the others lift him up.

This deal then?

Is Boyce a friend of ours?

No, but we don't lack friends.

The first Freemasonry lodge in London

was formed 100 years before the Metropolitan Police was even founded.

There's always been two systems.

And ours is the stronger.

How's that business of yours going then, Donnie?

It keeps me out of trouble.

Do Brink's-Mat know they bought half the cabs in South London?

How can I help?

Micky ain't happy.

Well, that's sort of the point of prison, isn't it?

He's given me a message.

What is it?

I don't know.

But I'm to give this to your mate with the chopper.

Fuckin' hell.

Well, Micky never lacked ambition.

I'll give him that.

That's why I'm with him.

Now tell me where to take this.

And be careful with all those lovely,

nice, new cars of yours, yeah?

You're not with him, though, are you, love?

You're on your own.

You're still walking about South London

like you got Micky McAvoy on your arm.

Thing is,

when you're with Micky McAvoy,

you ain't never alone in South London.

So take me to your mate.

♪

Santiago?

Hey, mate.

Hello, mate. You here to fill up the pool?

Sure.

One minute.

♪

Hola.

Señor Palmer, it is Santiago.

A detective is coming to your house to arrest you.

Go.

♪

Oi, mate, just coming down now.

Okay.

Un momento!

♪

♪

Where?

There, around the back.

Ain't you coming, Donnie?

No.

Micky wouldn't want me to know the details.

♪

Hello, sweetheart.

You here to see me?

Are you Terry?

Who's asking?

♪

Micky McAvoy.

Sorry about that, love.

Can I--can I make you a cup of tea?

No.

He can.

Where is Palmer now?

He'll be just about passing the Azores.

The police in Tenerife tracked him

from a private plane in Tenerife to Lisbon.

And I've been advised he's currently on a flight

from Lisbon to Rio de Janeiro.

The plane lands for refuelling in Recife in five hours' time.

You've been advised?

Why did you leave the army, Boyce?

You're a soldier in police uniform.

Her Majesty's armed forces decided

that I wasn't officer class.

I had the ability, but not the breeding.

This country gets itself tied up in that stuff, doesn't it?

If it wasn't for people getting tied up in that stuff,

trying to break out of the lives they've been given,

we wouldn't have a job.

It's why Noye did what he did.

It's why Cooper did what he did.

It's why Palmer's on that plane.

What do you want on Palmer?

I want him sent back.

But I don't have the time or the trust

for official channels.

I'll ask the home office to have a quiet word

with the Brazilian ambassador.

That'd be much appreciated.

What are you up to, Boyce?

I'm sorry, ma'am?

You come here without warning

and sit waiting in Scotland Yard reception for an hour.

It feels unnecessarily public.

Or perhaps deliberately so.

It's nice to stretch the legs, ma'am.

Kitchen.

They're talking about moving you to another nick, Micky.

When?

Couple of days.

Boyce!

I heard you were in.

Nice to see you here,

down in the gutter with the rest of us.

Oh, there are fine people in this building, Carter.

It's a shame how badly others let them down.

Edwyn Cooper would like to meet you.

I'd like to meet him.

And his friend Mr. Parry.

You won't pull them in?

I'll listen to what they have to say.

Good.

We'll be in touch.

Tell the cabbie to tell his mate

that it's gotta be tomorrow.

What does?

Don't you worry, love.

He'll know what it means.

Just you pray that tomorrow...

there ain't no wind and there ain't no rain.

Then maybe I'll see you sooner than before.

You need a bit of luck, Micky.

Yes, I do.

You're going back to London.

It's nothing serious.

I don't want to know.

Whatever you did...

wherever the money is from,

whatever that man wanted,

that's in London.

So you go and do whatever you need to do.

And don't come back unless it's finished.

Uh, these are the deeds to this place.

And this is a clean account.

I hope to be back soon, but...

If I'm not...

I urge you to seek the happiness that you deserve.

Where are you from, Edwyn?

It's not about where.

It's about what.

I'm from fear.

Everything I've done has been to free myself from that.

♪

You could have given me more.

♪

I wish that were true.

But I don't have...

I don't have what others have.

I don't have the tools.

I don't have the love.

♪

You need to go back to where you're from.

Because someone's got a hook inside you,

and you need to get it out.

♪

Ow!

Jesus.

We'll speak to the British embassy, right?

We can get all this sorted out.

Hey, what happened to the old Magna Carta, hey, love?

Fuckin' hell!

Señor Palmer, you're a famous man.

I don't know about that.

The governor received a call from British intelligence.

That is James Bond, no?

I just want to spend a bit of time in Brazil, mate, all right?

Not here, though.

Cannot stay in Brazil.

Too much pressure.

So you got room for Ronnie Biggs, but not for me.

It is because we have Ronnie Biggs, we cannot have you.

One Ronnie Biggs, it's a mistake.

Two Ronnie Biggs, it's a policy.

You're going home tonight.

I'm going home to who?

We are to tell the British police what flight you're on.

Well, how about you tell them

that you've packed me off home,

but you find a way of telling them the wrong flight?

Just a honest mistake, like.

Mm.

And what might such a mistake be worth?

This is a Rolex President.

I don't know what, uh,

what dough you have here,

but that is 10,000 English pounds.

And the ring.

That's my wedding ring, mate.

It is gold.

Uh, it's plated gold.

It's--it's a piece of crap.

I was a kid, like.

Better some gold than none at all.

May I use your phone, please?

Hello, love.

There's been a bit of a change of plan.

What's going on, John?

What time is it?

Look, it's all sorted.

I'm--I'm coming home.

I'm flying in to Heathrow from Brazil.

From where?

I thought I'd take the scenic route.

What's happening, John?

Don't worry, love.

I've got a plan.

♪

So, Edwyn,

how goes the revolution?

I'm sorry.

That badly?

You were right about me.

About this country.

You look tanned, which is helpful.

I told the neighbours you were working for the Arabs.

I'd like to see the children. I...

I don't know when the opportunity will next arrive.

I saw you one night with her.

On the King's Road.

You were falling out of a taxi.

She was falling out of a dress.

She looked very... comforting.

You slept with Cameron.

In Scotland, I found a letter.

Cameron is an earl.

I'm going to see the children.

I see him now.

You used to tell me about the boy you were,

about the life he had.

And I didn't believe you.

I couldn't see him within you.

But I see him now.

♪

Good afternoon, Mrs. Palmer.

♪

May I have a minute with my husband?

♪

I thought you had a plan.

So did I.

But you're innocent, John.

What do they want with you?

Don't worry.

We'll be okay.

Go home.

Give the girls a kiss from me.

I'll be home sooner than you think.

Sir, Control have patched through a call for you.

Boyce.

The Royal Arch pub, Rotherhithe.

Mr. Cooper would like to propose a deal.

I can be there in an hour.

Come alone.

I'll be alone.

Is there a deal to be done, Mr. Boyce?

I need all the gold that didn't go through John Palmer,

and I need the money that you've made

from the gold that did.

That is the only deal to be done.

I know nothing of the gold.

I offered financial and legal services

that are in and of themselves per--

Gold and money.

Give me that, Mr. Cooper.

Then we can discuss what you offered.

Think of how it would look, Boyce, arresting Edwyn.

This is a solicitor who's represented dozens of police officers,

a respected establishment figure.

What kind of message would that send to the public?

That justice prevails.

Mr. Boyce, I accept you need ammunition

to take back to your superiors,

many of whom I know personally.

May I suggest we work our way towards a compromise?

Let's give it to him, Mr. Cooper, shall we?

Please?

We've got some gold, Mr. Boyce.

It's behind the bar.

Call it a goodwill gesture.

That would be a start.

Give us a hand, Mr. Cooper, please?

About time you got your hands dirty.

♪

The police are outside.

♪

♪

That was a mistake.

♪

Stop the car! Stop the car!

Stop the bloody car!

Get out! Come on!

Stop!

You've just made a powerful enemy, Boyce.

I lifted the rock.

Let's see how you lot handle the light.

♪

♪

Oh, for fuck's sake.

Brightwell to Ops Control.

Brightwell, this is Boyce.

He's gone to ground in the Silverlock Estate.

Where's he going then?

Home.

♪

Hello, Eddie.

Hello, Mum.

No outdoor rec today, Micky.

♪

I should have seen more of you.

I was glad when you stopped coming.

I'd rather miss you than see you embarrassed.

I preferred sitting here,

thinking about all the things you'd be doing,

all the places you'd be going.

Thinking of my little prince.

I never belonged there.

Of course you didn't.

And that's why I'm so proud you got there.

Whatever you've done, Eddie, there ain't no one

that can take that away from you.

And there ain't no one that can take that pride away from me.

If they're knocking, they're the Old Bill.

It ain't the first time they've been knocking on that door.

And if they want you, it's gotta be big.

It's gotta be as big as it gets.

I'm scared.

No.

No.

We're not having any of that.

What we've been through...

this is nothing.

This is easy.

So when you walk out there, Eddie,

and you walk out with pride, because we always had pride,

didn't we?

We always had that.

Yeah, we did.

So keep your chin up, son,

and walk out there like a fucking prince.

♪

It's time to do something about Boyce.

Better late than never.

♪

♪ I know it's over

♪ Still, I cling

♪ I don't know where else I can go ♪

♪ Over

♪

♪ Oh, mother

♪ I can feel the soil

♪ Falling over my head

♪

♪ See the sea wants to take me

♪ The knife wants to slit me

♪ Do you think you can help me