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London's criminal underworld is
controlled by two of the worst gangsters

could ever hope to avoid.

Mrs. Vine may look like the prim and
proper thought, but she rules her empire

with an iron fist.

Wake the boys up.

I'm all over it, ma 'am.

And Fraser Mahoney, well, he looks like
what he is, a right horrible bastard.

May you say something like that in my
earshot.

And I'll cut your fucking tongue out and
shove it up your arse.

To make matters worse, there's a new lot
causing havoc.

The Musco Street gang are growing in
numbers and they don't fuck around.

Even the law won't go near the Musco
State without serious backup.

Please don't go! Fucking die, Pete!

The police tried to enforce the first
curfew in the history of London.

But that didn't go down too well.

Tensions have reached boiling point.

And East London's criminal underworld is
on the brink of an all -out war.

And I'm about to find myself right in
the middle of it.

Edward, all I need you to do is what?

They put, watch the car, keep it
running, you can trust me. All right? I

promise.

No, hang on.

Three, two...

Do you speak English?

Expecting somebody?

Must be this Russian lady that's got an
appointment to buy a ring. It's half an

hour early, though.

Yeah?

Was there a... Come in.

Open the door.

Can't you just press the door?

Ready? Go.

Fucking hell.

Gotta say, that is bad boy.

Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit, fuck.

Do you speak English?

I'll pay you, God. Pay me.

Drop the fucking gun. Two seconds.

What?

I need backup.

No!

I'm half here, mate. Yeah, just give me
a second, mate, yeah?

Get up! Over here! Get in the corner!
Get out of the way! Don't look around!

You can't know who I'm to say.

You wouldn't be here.

You're insane!

Move it, or I'll have it clamped. I said
just give me a fucking minute!

No tea, no tea.

A hundred grand and a big bag of
diamonds.

Thank you very much. I need some time.

Hey, Phil!

No one turn around or they fucking get
it.

Fucking finally.

All those diamonds.

Didn't work for a minute.

Oh, my God, that is a talent.

Hey, you can just reload like that one
after the other. It's amazing.

Well, you want to go again?

Can you go again?

Can

I

ask you something?

I've been thinking about this.

You want to talk about changing our
lives.

Now.

I know you want a family.

We are a family.

I know we're family, just... If we are
on two totally separate

paths, I do.

And how do you think your brother's
going to handle an addition to the

Imagine how he'd be if we had a child.
Oh, don't make this about him.

You know, I've got... a brother with a
paranoid personality, whatever they're

calling it, this week.

And I'm his big sister.

So I am responsible for him.

If I've been brave at all...

helped him earlier, then maybe he
wouldn't be so... so... how he fucking

Listen to me.

How many times do I have to tell you
this is not your fault?

You've got to find a way to... let
yourself off this fucking hook.

Robin, I've never lied to you about who
I am or what I want.

It is now or never.

Just I'm running out of...

I don't know if I can bring a kid into
this world. The job that we do is

dangerous as shit.

What if I'm not around? What if I can't
be there to be a dad?

Well, then we'll quit.

We'll get out.

Ada, our work is who we are. Oh, fuck
that. No, it's not. It's what we do.

Does that mean that every time you're
here with me that your mind's just

somewhere else?

I love being with you. It's beautiful.

It's quiet.

We have fun, me and you.

Why can't we just have more fun?

More quiet.

Eventually, Ada, that quiet is going to
become so deafening, it's going to make

my ears bleed.

I don't know how to respond to that.
Just go.

Roman. Are you kidding me?

How long has it been such a long time?
Years. I can't believe it's you.

What are you doing here?

I'm doing this private security job with
Curtis, actually.

And who might you be, Angel?

This is Charlotte.

Charlotte, this is Mummy's friend,
Roman.

We used to work.

She says you look like a Power Ranger.
Oh, did she? Yeah.

I see we've both picked up a new skill.

No wedding ring, I see.

Jumping right in there with the big
questions, then.

I'm just wondering if anyone's going to
mind if I ask if you didn't tonight.

But, um, if you fancy joining me and
Charlotte for chicken nuggets.

Chicken nuggets?

Uh,

chicken nuggets are my favorite food.

But you're the chicken nugget man.

That's what they call me.

Well, you made a good choice there,
because they say you're like dinosaurs.

What an amazing kid.

That's smarter and tougher than their
mum.

And what about Dad?

He not around?

Not letting that one go, are you?

Just curious.

Let's just say I'm a terrible judge of
character.

Well, you're a terrible judge of
character. It bodes well for me.

Hey, hey, hey.

That's the soldier.

That's the bit after me.

Yes, ma 'am.

How long are you at town for, anyway?

A couple more weeks.

Guess I should get going then. Yeah,
yeah.

Thank you for dinner.

Of course.

And for letting me spend time with
Charlotte.

Yeah. I really enjoyed it.

I'm glad.

Oh, Herman.

Coat.

Look at her.

Look at her.

Get her out of there.

Look at

your baby

brother, Ada.

Your little girl is coming with me, Ada.

The Fraser Mahoney is gifting you one
day.

6 a .m. tomorrow, Kailash's Flower
Market Cafe.

Bring half a million in cash.

If you're late, you really don't want to
be late.

I'm so sorry.

What the fuck?

Ada, I fucked up. What have you done?

I fucked up. Ada, please, you've got to
believe me. I had no idea that you and

Charlotte would get dragged into this.
Why Charlotte?

Because you're my sister.

I can't pay the money that I owe. Well,
I haven't fucking got it either.

Ada, they know.

They know what you are.

They know about your special forces
background. And they figure that...

With you, I've got half a chance of
getting the catch. I didn't... I didn't

know! I didn't fucking know!

Ada,

I'm

glad you called. I've been thinking
about you. They've taken Charlotte.

What? Hold on, what are you talking
about? Who?

Can you come?

I'm on my way.

Bring guns, Raymond.

Bring a fucking arsenal.

Come here.

We're going to take care of this, all
right?

Whatever it is, we're going to fix it.

Brought some backup.

Curtis.

Oh, you ate up.

I'm here to return the favor.

You've all heard about this war between
Mahoney and Mr. Vine?

Two biggest gangsters in London fighting
for the number one spot.

All he needs is a spark and there'll be
fireworks.

Exactly. So if we take down Vine's
jewelry store and make it look like it

Mahoney... They'll be busy fighting a
war, not looking for us.

Are we even sure there's going to be
enough in the safe?

I have a guy on the inside who's pretty
convinced. Enough to give us this

information and risk his life.

I'm sorry.

How the fuck are we going to get Mrs.
Vine to believe Mahoney ripped her off?

Sia.

Information's her currency, and she's
the most trusted source of it in London.

If we can convince Sia, our plans are
going to work.

Sia fucking hates you.

All right, it's complicated.

After that, we see Finley the fence, and
we flip the jewels into cash.

Then we'll use the cash to pay Mahoney
and get Charlotte back.

Well, by 6am, that's going to be tight.

Wendy's giving her the time and the
place.

Mushkins, Dave.

Are you crazy, man? I'm not going there.

You fucking idiot.

What, you really think you're coming
with us? You're a fucking idiot.

Curtis. At me?

They've already got my baby.

I can't wait to see anything happen to
you.

They've only got Charlotte because of
me.

I got you into this mess and I'm going
to... I put my life on the line to get

you out.

You know you wouldn't leave.

Hey!

Everybody down on the floor!

Spin it!

It's gonna work.

Get it, earn it, or take it. Phone just
pinged, that's the money check message.

I don't take breaks when it comes to the
pay. Find the money, call the police.

If any of the fans said they called him
from a landline phone in the mushka

state, there's a pay phone around the
corner.

Ah, can't help.

Mushker estate.

Why the hell would anybody want to meet
here?

Finley likes the location because the
cops hate it here.

Is he still only taking landlines?

Has to be a landline, has to be in the
next 20 minutes.

If we're late, the deal's off.

What the fuck?

Who the fuck is that?

Edward, why is there a parking geezer in
the booth?

Fucking idiot, what's the matter with
you? It's not a big fucking deal!

Hey,

what the fuck are you saying?

Hey, you're not really fucked up in the
wrong energy, get me? It's an accident,

okay? Just calm down.

Fucking yank!

Bro, man, pussyhole's proper lost, isn't
it, bro?

Well, you banged your head in a crash,
bitch.

Stepping at me.

It really hurts. What, you think man
looks like a fucking doctor?

No. You're a bitch who lives with his
mum.

You might need a doctor.

What's happening, Draco?

Hey, yo, they've got some serious
problem, bro.

Back the fuck up.

Four on the period.

Drop the knife, baby boy.

You ain't the only one in this
conversation, are you? I'm the only one

conversation, innit?

I said, back the fuck up. You too,
sweetheart.

Coming in, big man.

Hey, yo, fuck this recon, man.

Cut, yeah?

I'll be seeing you.

Go on, ta -ta.

Fuck off.

Don't get comfortable.

Fuck it, out of here. They're going to
come back.

You can fuck off and out.

Will you stop kicking the trunk, please?
You don't want to do that. That's

explosive.

What the fuck?

Oh, God.

Edward? No, no, no, you're bleeding.

Are you hurt? I'm fine. Are you all
right? I'm fine.

Is the traffic guy... No, he's not.
Look, we have to go right now.

Christ, we killed something innocent.

Well, I'm sorry. I didn't know what else
to do.

We can't think about it now. We need to
focus on Charlotte.

So why the fuck was that geezer in our
boat?

He's trying to chill, Curtis. What, you
wanted me to move the car?

So you put him in our booth?

Well, you rather I move the fucking car?
I'd rather you remove the explosives we

rigged to talk to a robbery car rather
than put a traffic... Six o 'clock.

Oh, my goodness, it looks like they're
waiting for backup.

Can't open fire. There'll be an army on
us in no time.

Where is this payphone?

Just up here.

It's all right, Ed. Stay calm.

Move! Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move!

Move! Move! Move! Move!

Move! Move!

Move! Move! Move! Move!

Move!

Ninety -eight.

Ninety -eight.

Ninety -eight. Ninety -eight.

Guys, they're moving in.

Hey, take my brother. Find a way out.
Get Carl and Alvin.

How are you?

That's an order.

Yes, ma 'am. Most out. Moving!

That's the police.

Cops are fighting with the musket. Now's
our time to move. I'm on your heels.

Go.

Do not fucking move.

I can't feel my hands.

I should do that.

I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm trying, I'm
trying, I'm trying. Calm yourself down.

Deep breaths.

Only my feelings.

Fucking hell! You scared the shit out of
me!

No way you can do that, Annie.

I ain't got Roman's patience with you.

I'm here. Yeah, because Ada saved your
life, and now she gave you a fucking

order, and you need to follow it.

If anyone's got a pulse to freak the
fuck out right now, it ain't fucking

mate! I can't breathe.

You don't understand. You don't... I
fucking understand!

Have you got any idea what Mahoney will
do to Charlotte?

Snap the fuck out of it! Break, Curtis!

Fucking leave it!

Go on!

I've got to break. I've got to break.

What are you feeling for the illusion?

Where are we going to go?

The churchyard. We need to move.

We can't leave him like this. You've got
your own car?

Hold it in your hand really tight.

Jesus fucking Christ!

He's not going to respond if you treat
him like that.

He needs to man the fuck up. Wrap his
head around what he's done. We're going

have a massive fucking problem if you
don't leave him alone.

You wouldn't say that about a soldier
with PTSD, would you?

What the fuck? What the fuck is wrong
with you?

Nothing.

She shot me.

What the fuck?

Have we got that fence guy to call?

Oh, my God.

We've got eight minutes to phone Finlay.
I've got a mate on the estate.

It's only a couple of minutes' drive
away. We need to go. Now.

What's the matter?

Another nightmare?

Caden, look at Nana.

What did I say?

Come on, Puppet.

I don't need to be scared.

That's a good boy.

Now, Mr.

Tiny's going to look after you.

Mr. Jensen's just outside the door.

She up?

Nan'll come running.

Now, go back to sleep.

Sweet dreams.

is descending into a war zone.

Armed response police officers are
flooding the area, but don't seem to be

to bring the situation under control.

And it's being reported that armed
officers and gang members are exchanging

guns.

What happened to her?

Scared to death, Mrs. Vine.

Literally.

I don't even know that's a cure.

Gentlemen, my sincere apologies for the
interruption. Now, help me understand.

You are attempting to convince me that
three thieves caught you completely

unawares.

On the very day I coincidentally...

had over £2 million worth of jewels in
my safe.

They were smart enough to blow the
cabins because they knew by doing so the

police would be alerted.

And I would have to spend hours dealing
with the law before focusing my full

attention on capturing those audacious
enough to steal from

me.

Is that an adequate summary?

I want

to

emphasize the need for honesty.

I trust the point is made.

I swear I'd nothing do this if anyone's
involved. It's Brady.

Brady seems to disagree.

Please, if I knew anything, I would tell
you.

Please. No!

Please! Please!

Please!

I sincerely hope his theory was correct.

I'm sorry. I was in the military with
Roman Cutter. He's the one who hit your

store. I was desperate.

I knew nothing about the two million in
diamonds. Neither did Cutter. But if you

let me go, I will bring him to you on a
fucking plate.

Send someone to Stephen Litherford.

Of course, ma 'am. If Roman Cutter's
working independently, I really think

try and fence your jaws locally.

I don't want to think, Lenny. I want to
know.

It's a very short list of fences with a
bandwidth for such a transaction. Finlay

is at the top.

Yes, ma 'am.

Brady, my darling.

Why don't you start by enlightening me
as to who exactly Wormin is?

Cutter was a part of a special ops
international unit, elite force.

He's involved with off -the -book shit
these days.

You have a way of contacting him? No,
he's gone dark. He said he would reach

to let me know where I can collect my
cut in a few days. But look, I can track

him down for you, ma 'am.

I can kill him for you.

You're clearly not a match to the man
you describe.

I don't know. I can track him down. No,
no, wait, wait, wait. No, no, no.

Fine,

Mr. Cutter.

I want him sat trembling in front of me
before sunrise.

It's a man.

An altercation between the Mushka Street
Gang and the Metropolitan Police has

descended into a riot which is spreading
across East London.

The riot is believed to have been
started within the past hour when

exchanged between armed officers and the
Mushka Gang.

The police are mobilising emergency
reinforcements, but local residents are

being advised to remain indoors.

The situation has been brought under
control.

We're hoping to bring our news
helicopter in close enough to... That

thing nearly landed in my living room.
...street gang members and the

Metropolitan Police.

Tensions in the City of London... Nicky?

Oh, thank God.

Kurti!

The fuck, man?

You've got that landline phone?

Yeah, nice to see you too, bruv. Been a
while. Sorry, who are these... Hello.

No, no.

It's all right. Not my tarp, anyway.

I'll clean the toilet tonight.

And you've been caught out in this
madness.

Wars with the police, gangs, fires,
guns.

Fucking Parisian, bro. I really need
that landline. I wish you'd have called.

You give me a right shock.

I thought it was my giant cunt neighbour
from downstairs.

Sorry, mate. I've only got the burner on
me. I didn't have your number saved.

Well, why didn't you call this geezer on
your burner, then? He only accepts

landline calls.

Kind of. A medieval fucker only accepts
landline co... Please, no, Curtis. Don't

tell me he's dodgy. Trust me, it's cold.
Just chill. Let us do our thing. Roman

Cutter. I have a window I'd like to
redeem.

Sorry, Finley. We had a little bump in
the road.

We're on. 30 minutes. That doesn't give
me enough time to get to see his club.

We can't dictate the timing to Finley.
Sorry, what is all this?

I will handle Finley.

And you've got to see her.

No fucking way. I have to be there.
Roman, we have a problem. I will handle

Trouble. Please, someone explain to me
what the fuck is happening here.

Roman. What is it?

The detonator is in the car boot.

Cunty bollocks over here blew up.

Along with the parking geezer. You blew
up a parking geezer?

I fucking did.

My man's waving a hand cannon in my
yard. Put that

down. I've got neighbours, man.

There's a WhatsApp group in it.

Hey, hey, fuck you.

Hey, hey, hey.

What the fuck are you doing?

Is that my gun?

You said I could trust you. Calm the
fuck down. Give me the gun.

He's being a bollock.

I'm not being a fucking bollock. You're
being a bollock.

Don't touch my gun.

Can you pull a rabbit? That'll be all
right.

Detonator?

We've got enough C4 left over from the
heist, but we've lost the detonator.

Maybe. I'll have to make a couple of
calls. It will cost.

We're getting it delivered.

No, no.

Stop.

Also... You want me to babysit?

What, taking him anywhere without me
right now? It's a bad idea if I can get

dropped off.

Drop what off?

A pizza?

Oh, no, let me go out on a limb and
guess it's something a little bit

Wait, I just need you to chill. Chill?

You're fucking outrageous.

This isn't going to work.

Man was chilling.

Man was watching Apocalypse London on
the telly. I need to hold it for a

of hours. It's no big deal.

Just you though, right?

Well, me and... You and Looney Tunes? I
have a very serious personality disorder

that's brought on by stressful
situations.

Oh, well, tickle me reassured then,
because there's nothing fucking

about this situation, is there?

No, bollocks to this. You lot can all
piss off out of my yard right fucking

Fine, Fran.

Yeah.

Tea? Coffee?

Don't leave that line about, bruv. Yeah,
I'll tidy it up before my fucking maid

gets here.

It's just like you said. If Mrs. Vine
believes Mahoney took her jewels, she'll

start a war with Mahoney, and we're home
free.

And you're the only one who can convince
her that's what happened.

I can't take a weapon.

Give it here.

I'll meet Finley and get the jewels
turned into cash.

Talk to me.

Edward, I won't do anything.

Right.

Why is she hugging him like they're
never going to see each other? Just shut

for a second, will you, mate? Just shut
up for a second, shall I? Only my house.

Rude. 98.

98.

90 fucking 8.

Right.

So which one of you bellins is going to
explain to me what the fuck is going on

here?

I thought I'd see you again. What are
you talking about?

See you in 90 minutes.

Someone knows you carry on chatting shit
to me like that, do you know what I

mean? I'm gonna try and go and get a few
bits.

Oi. Oi!

What's a nice girl like you doing out on
her own?

Let me walk you home.

I don't know, that's not good.

Hey,

where are you going? Oi, come on, come
on, come on. Oi! Oi!

Darling. Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

Slow down, babe.

Wasn't very bright coming down here, was
it?

Oi, where are you going?

I chose you, kitty plump.

He's picked the wrong kids, like, first
and last morning.

She sounds like she likes it rough.

He's got no fucking idea.

You've got spirit.

And a filthy mouth, eh?

Maybe I should teach you to be a real
lad, do you?

I mean, I do like to learn new things.

Oh, yeah?

Is it warm, yeah?

Yeah.

Yes!

I got your text. What the fuck is going
on?

Text it.

No, I won't take a seat, Reuben. What
the fuck are you playing at, Edward?

I'm not... Just fucking piss off,
Curtis. I'm trying to regale my story

you weren't there, all right?

We got Galloway into this madness. The
least we can fucking do is tell him

what's going on.

Yeah, Uncle Nut -Nut here is right. I do
deserve to know what's going on. We're

trying to make an important phone call.

This than this salad.

I'm just a delivery driver. I don't know
anything. I don't see anything. I keep

my head down. That is the job.

You think this crap is great to get you
out of this? You were the one that said

that no one would find out if we took a
little taste.

Well, somebody found out.

Reuben, who the fuck have we been
working for?

Fraser Mahoney?

Fraser fucking Mahoney!

Are you having a giraffe, bruv?

How are you even a blip on his radar?

I didn't fucking know.

What kind of a bell -end delivers shit
for people they don't know? Then steals

off them. Fuck you. You don't get to
judge me on your shit -pleather sofa.

Right, that's enough about fucking
sofas. Chill the fuck out.

For fuck's sake.

Fine, Mum.

We'll just pay Mahoney back the money
with a little bit of interest. It's

I'm afraid we can't do that. Why the
fuck not?

It's gone.

I mean, it was only a few grand, man.
We'll do a couple of jobs.

It'll be fine.

How much money do you owe, Reuben?

You know those anxiety attacks that I
used to get when I was a kid, Reuben?

Well, I feel like you're fucking
triggering one, so you need to tell me

money you owe.

400 ,000 plus interest.

That's the fucking number right there.
You fucked us.

Hey, sorry, Eddie. I did not know that
this would happen.

Well, I didn't even fucking take that
much money.

Not even fucking close. You did.

Yes, but they know that you steal.

How they know I steal?

Eddie.

Eddie, mate. What, mate? Can't you see
I'm mid -foe here? No, I can see that,

mate. I think you might need
professional help.

What? Your brain is broken.

Fraser Mahoney would like to have a
conversation with you gentlemen.

I just promised we'd both be here.

Fuck me.

Get the fuck off me! Get the fuck off
me! Get the fuck off me!

I didn't do anything wrong!

It's not my fault!

I didn't fucking do anything!

No, no, that ain't it. Blown -up traffic
wardens. Fraser...

Fucking Mahoney? Yeah, and Charlotte had
nothing to do with it. Shut up. Who the

fucking fuck is Charlotte right now?

Cut it.

What the fuck, bro?

You're an absolute lifesaver.

Cheers. Yeah, I'll be waiting.

Tell me.

All right.

What's the matter, bro?

Jesus. Ada.

You can't...

I'm

in a rush, guys. You jumping in or not?

We'll get the next one.

Get off her, asshole.

Who's this?

Come swinging, man.

What is it with you fucking muskets?

Get

up.

Fuck off.

You got your hat.

You know I can't let you in, Ada.

And you know there aren't enough of you
to stop me.

You sure?

Where's Jodie?

Jodie?

Come in.

Ada?

What the fuck are you doing?

I'm here to be fair.

There isn't a chance that you're getting
in.

Are you serious?

Take my money and I'll go in easy.

Refuse it, I'm going to go in really
hard.

Give me two notes. You've got one.

You rob the second biggest gangster in
the city to pay back the first biggest

gangster in the city. You fucking
wanker. You're as mental as he is.

No, my sister, she's always looked after
me.

Calm down.

Booty and coffee.

Where's your pebble, Eddie?

Pull your pebble out. No, no, no, no,
no. No one's pulling out their pebble.

It's a calming technique, dickhead. Give
a fuck. No one's pulling out their

pebble in my yard. It's not absolutely
all right.

I'm your rock.

I'm your big sister, and I will always
protect you.

She's not all that strong. She fucking
hurts like hell.

Your wife.

She learnt to fight in secret. She did.
She did. She used to steal to pay for

lessons just so that she could protect
me from him.

She killed that bastard for me. She
fucking killed him.

This is how I fucking repair her. By
getting a fucking daughter kidnapped.

Fucking idiot!

No, no, no, no, no, no. Stop stamping on
the floor. If downstairs comes up,

we're fucked.

They call him Nicky Never Lost a Fight.
And if Looney Tunes don't stop stamping

on my floor, he'll be up here not losing
another one.

Right, stop. You're taking a piss now.

Sorry, how you going?

If that was an option...

Why didn't you do that half hour ago?

Shut up.

Hello.

Hi.

I'm here for Finlay.

Where is she, Tony?

You've got no idea how important it is.

But you know how this works.

You make a fucking rule.

Calm down.

Sue said she'll see you now.

Good.

I got a taxi for Roman Cutter.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hold on.

Where's Finley? I'm taking you to him.

What do you mean you're taking me to
him? That's not how this works. Get in

get out. Up to you.

Oh, now we fucked.

Hey, Nicky. Oh, mate, I'm really sorry
about the noise. It's just, it's my boy.

He gets carried away with pro evo.

You guys want to fuck with me?

No.

Told you.

Fuck. Oh,

my day.

I'm going to fucking kill you. Shut the
fuck up, Curtis. There's a man spinning.

Fuck you

now!

Get over here!

On your fucking knee!

Hey,

Nicky.

I hope we can move past all this, being
neighbours and all.

Sorry, mate.

If you ever come back anywhere near this
place again...

The last thing you'll ever see will be
my raging eyes.

All right, I'm leaving.

Go on, fuck off.

Fuck it up.

Don't you upset her. You understand me?
Thanks.

Routing descends across East London, and
Ada Williams comes to see me.

For the first time since quitting my
employment.

What a night.

Looks like business is going well.

It really breaks my heart. The only
reason you're here is because you must

something from me.

And I've got something for you.

Not what I'd like.

No doubt.

Well, no, not that.

But trust me, you're going to want this.

Trust?

You?

How

much

further to Finley?

In a few hours, you're going to find out
that someone's robbed you on a Mrs.

Vine store.

All new food, huh?

I know who did it.

What are you on for this?

I just want peace.

I want you to forgive me for quitting.

I've left the life, and I just don't
want any burnt bridges for me or for my

daughter.

That's it?

That's it.

Finley, what's with all this cloak and
dagger shit?

Machiavellian nature of our unique
business forces me into the inexorable

position of doing said business in a
unique manner.

You

say

you want peace.

I say you need to be certain that your
information gets to the right

destination.

And there is no chance on earth you'd be
here if I wasn't the best place in

London to buy and sell enlightenment.

If you want my guarantee, then fucking
hank off yourself.

That's the price.

Trust.

There's it for you.

Just let me do the other one.

The untamable.

You must be... desperate.

One must be either asinine or a criminal
genius to rob Mrs. Christina Vine.

You still using that word of the day
toilet paper?

I have a library card.

I'm sorry, did you say someone robbed
Mrs. Vine?

Presumably nothing more than a
coincidence, then.

Hmm.

Just like this mushka riot escalating
out of control.

There's a lot going on in London
tonight.

Maybe I could take you to the Ramsar.

Pleasure.

Or Bain.

That you couldn't even imagine.

Or you have friends.

Right next door, that would actually
kill for an opportunity like this.

Imagine the kind of money we can make.

500 ,000, these diamonds, and what's in
the pouch?

Yeah.

Satisfied with that amount, baseballs?

Just going

to take my asking price.

Not going to haggle or anything.

I must have bagged a few more jewels
than I expected.

I'm a man of my word.

You are a man of many words.

Open the window, please.

Feel free to count it.

But, miss, I need you both out of here
now.

You know we can't leave.

I ain't giving you a choice, bruv. This
doesn't need to get out of hand. Out of

hand?

Out of hand's a speck in the rearview
mirror. This shit is next fucking

dimensional. Now fuck off!

We come from fuck all, me and you.

No family.

No help.

We've carved out an existence for
ourselves the best we can.

I know.

And I wish I could help you. I really
do, bruv. But I ain't built for this.

I'm scared. So I need you both to leave
my fucking house right fu -

And we let you live.

This deal is time -sensitive here.

It can really be a drag, Miss Williams.

How much pressure will it take to shut
off your gun?

This much or this much?

I'm going to take it high.

Fifteen seconds.

That's pretty for you.

How do you know, you twisted bitch?

Oh, look at that.

It hasn't changed.

I want more.

Johnny!

Ah, they're burning. Fuck's sake. I'll
cool them off.

I still can't fathom why you won't
protect me any longer.

Let's watch this show.

Once again, you leave me breathless.

Fraser Mahoney robbed Mrs. Vine.

Watch how vulnerable she is.

Mahoney thinks the move will give him
the neutral street support.

Because he wants a war.

Fucking love this bitch.

Ninety -eight, yeah?

Fucking hell, man.

Is that Nicky guy dead?

Jesus Christ, Curtis.

Curtis, tell me what to do, mate. You
need to check for an exit and cauterise

the wound.

Okay. All of it. Fuck, yeah, yeah.

Oh, shit, shit. Fuck.

I'm sorry, mate, I'm sorry.

Oh, there's no fucking exit wound,
Curtis. Tell me what to do. Got to get

bullet out.

Get me a mirror Curtis please mate look
at me look at me. Trust me.

I've got this This is gonna hurt a
little bit, all right

Oh, Annette.

Maybe you're not such a wicked after
all.

Curtis?

Curtis.

Curtis, wake up, man.

Curtis, mate, wake up!

Curtis, please.

Looks good to me.

How long did it take you to learn sign
language?

You see, I learned with an old battle
buddy of mine when we were running ops

Helmand.

After that blast, well, he couldn't hear
shit.

I think there's been a misunderstanding.

There's no misunderstanding.

Talk to me. You asked me to track
Finley?

He's currently in a car with his Roman
cutter.

What shall we do?

Fuck it.

Do them all.

Yes, ma 'am.

Lenny, love.

We're going to see his nightclub.

Wake the boys up.

All right, Redman.

I've been trying to tell me, I'll look
after my kids.

Bro,

let me call you back.

Babes!

Holy fuck, let me call you back, let me
call you back.

Yeah, you.

Come here, come here.

Damn.

Fancy the night of your dreams, babes.

Is this your car?

You like it, yeah?

Yeah, I really like it.

So what are you trying to do?

I was thinking maybe I'd take the car
and we could have quit.

Take the car where?

We'll do it now.

You

were

gonna kill me.

And you were going to sell these jewels
back to Ms. Fines for a little bit of a

discounted price. Does that sound about
right?

Ambush!

Ambush!

Ambush! Ambush!

Ambush! Ambush! Ambush!

Ambush!

Ambush!

Ambush!

Shit. I'm out.

Give me your gun.

What kind of kid doesn't have a gun?

Not bad.

Stick with the tactic.

Move!

Keep your head down. What are you going
to do?

Explosion. In three, two...

Not

a fucking word.

Come on out and we can make a deal.

No, no, we can make a deal.

You make a deal then.

Put in a neutral!

Neutral!

I've got to fucking warm the bed off!
No!

lightning.

Ugh!

Fuck!

Fuck!

Who the fuck are you? I don't want no
trouble, fam. I was just told I had to

give a detonator to a man named Curtis.
That's it.

All right, drop it and leave.

Look at this.

I'm sorry.

Edward!

Edward!

In here.

Oh, thank God.

What happened?

I am so sorry.

No, we're going to get Charlotte. We
nearly threw this.

All I have ever been to you, Ada, is a
burden.

No, that's not true.

We both know that it is.

I mean, even when we were kids, all you
did was protect me. You looked out for

me and you loved me.

All I've ever done is throw that love
back in your face. That's absolute

bollocks.

Never, ever say that again.

Thank you.

Thank you so much for everything you've
ever done for me. You don't need to

thank me. You are. I'm your big sister.
It's my job.

Look, I promise I'm going to make it up
to you. There's nothing to make up for.

I love you so much. I love you so much.

I'm so glad you're all right.

You remember when we met?

First day at the joint force exercise.

Our instructor was the best of the best.

And he used to say... The body... The
body consumes

calories.

To be able to keep burning at 90
degrees. Yeah, that's right.

You keep yourself.

And the men and women that stand beside
you, you keep them burning at 90

degrees. He called you a wildcat.

You remember that?

Because you never give up, Ada.

No matter what.

Edward is gone.

But Charlotte's still not here.

She's gonna get it back.

That's right.

What an unexpected surprise.

He reached out to my people, asked to
talk urgently.

After years of doing business, it's the
first time we face to face.

I hear you have some food for me.

Caviar has a price.

It's mad.

Roger Mahoney was behind the heat on
your jewelry store.

He wants to make you look... weak.

thinks that he would win him the neutral
support in a street if war were to

break out.

If I tip the server, can I meet the
chef?

I can't divulge on how or where I obtain
my ingredients.

What I can do is serve you the meal.

I never liked light caviar.

Too salty.

My restaurant will still require
payment.

Otherwise... Our kitchen will remain
closed to you in the future.

You've walked a remarkable tightrope,
building an operation such as this in my

city.

Not just a pretty head on those
shoulders.

You're really flattering me, Mrs. Fine.

Lenny Love.

Settle the bill.

Unless we talk.

You know, I've never been very good at
real talk.

You still?

Afraid of the normal life without all
the noise.

Nothing scares me more than losing you
again, Ada.

We're gonna get Charlotte back.

I promise.

I'm gonna have to die soon.

This is Charlotte.

She's ours, isn't she?

I had a feeling.

I love you Ada.

My daughter here.

Take a seat.

Where's Charlotte?

Carriages.

Running riot up and down my city.

We're on the news all over the world.

Enterprising little wannabe gangsters
thinking it's their time to shine.

Wild times in which we live, eh?

Do you know that my wife passed away
last year?

I think there is condolences.

She was a remarkable woman. She really
was.

The kind of woman to make an impression,
you know?

In Christ's life, she was a bona fide
head -turner.

Not just because she was beautiful,
fellas looking at her and all that. No,

didn't matter what she looked like.

She had this energy.

She sounds like an extraordinary woman.

I'll let you into a little secret.

I wouldn't be the man I am today if it
weren't for her.

What's that saying?

You know, I know a great man is a
wonderful woman.

I believe it's true.

So I'm a feminist, you see, and I know
if a woman wants to get to the same

as a man in this world, then she's got
to work twice as hard.

Can you pass a marmalade?

People used to say things

on the quiet.

People would say, Martin.

That was her name, Martine, my wife.

Martine, who's the puppet string?

I've got what you want.

The money my brother owes.

Is Charlotte here?

Yeah, yeah, we'll come to that. No, no,
no, no, we're there now.

I didn't mind people talking, that's
fine.

The problem wasn't geezers chatting, the
problem was... My wife started to

believe all the shit they were saying.

No, power went to her head.

Fucking woman stopped listening to what
I was saying.

She even undermined me on more than one
occasion.

Couldn't fucking believe her. Look, if
you want money, bring me my daughter

right now.

I killed Martine with my bare hands.

Wrung her neck like a fucking chicken.

I taught her a lesson.

woman should ever get above her station.

Not in my presence.

I've got half a million cash that I
would like to give you in exchange for

daughter.

Do you know the most valuable thing in
the world?

Have a deal!

Information.

Take you, for example.

I never knew you existed.

Till a few days ago.

And now, here we are, cozying up
together over breakfast and a cup of

You're a dangerous female.

That's information I wish I'd known a
long time before now.

If you think I'm going to make some kind
of vendetta after this, you're wrong.

My only agenda is...

And your blood.

No baby brother here to witness whatever
tune I might play?

My brother's dead.

Hmm.

Well, you've had a stressful time.

Your limit's been pushed, that's for
sure.

Mr. Marnie, is Charlotte here?

Yes, she is.

I see her.

Allow me to throw you a piece of
information. If you've

harmed my child in any way, I'll rip out
your liver and I will fucking eat it.

Relax.

It's a gift. Open the box.

See? Of course, re -gifting is hardly
polite.

But on this occasion, I made an
exception.

Thought Ada might enjoy the surprise as
much as you.

Even if you're true, sweetheart.

Do you want to invite Roman Cutter to
join us?

I assume he's somehow listening.

Motherfucker!

I hope your colleague also has my
jewels.

Finlay certainly doesn't.

Best laid plans, Ada.

Hello.

Excuse me. If any of you poor bastards
are just here for your cup of tea and

your beans on toast, well, now's your
chance to fuck off.

No one, really? Well, I'm not surprised.

You've been warned.

Joy, it might be a good time to invite
new Mr. Mahoney and Mrs. Vine.

Part of our plan went quite well. Well,
actually, it made nearly well.

You wouldn't believe it. We brought your
500.

And this.

What's in the briefcase?

Open it, or I click my fingers and your
baby girl loses three

toes.

All right.

Yeah, we don't want some stupid cunts
sitting with the stuff that's in here.

we don't.

Is that a bomb?

No, that's a rectal thermometer.

It is a bomb.

But I wouldn't be so much worried about
this as I would be... It's a dead woman

switch. Once I put my thumb on the
trigger, like that, if I let

go, great big boom.

The thing is, it does take a very

special kind of hate to kill a family
member.

wasn't it, Mr. Mahoney?

I didn't enjoy killing my father, but it
had to be done.

Because, and you'll understand this as a
feminist, you can't let a man get too

far above his station.

Especially in my fucking presence.

Why don't we all just calm down and
lower the gun?

Probably a good idea, because my thumbs
do get quite sweaty around guns.

Bring the girl. Thank you.

So, you just walk out of here and then
what?

We get to a safe distance.

I disarm the bomb.

Everyone walks away alive.

I've got cunt written on my forehead.

I think the term...

Live to fight another day has never been
more apt

Understand

this

If anything happens to me a wrath of my
people will come down

on you.

Well, we'll be leaving now

Oh, and if anybody decides to fuck about
with the case or have us followed,

they'll be peeling your arseholes off
the ceiling for the next three weeks.

Enjoy your breakfast.

You understand, of course, I'll be
taking that money in exchange for my

Yeah, fuck it. What have me ripped you
off?

What do you think you're doing?

Take your gun off Mick the Mahoney.

Right fucking now.

Why Mexico feels like a fucking
standoff.

Hey, what are you saying, fam?

Killing me.

Remember me?

You, one of Mahoney's or Van?

I know they're both in there.

The feds are done out here.

The mushkas are running the streets now.
Hey, dick splash.

Look at this.

Fucking shooter.

What is that?

We had a fucking massive bomb in there
with enough explosives to take out the

whole postcode.

Fucking drop it then. If I fucking drop
it, then we all die.

You're chatting shit.

You want to gamble?

Look in for me, boys!

I don't think we have a choice.

Ada.

Ada.

She's okay.

I took these.

This is to make sure that you can give
Charlotte the life that she deserves.

Well, we can.

Yeah.

Maybe we should get the fuck out of
here. Yeah, that's a good idea. I think

that's smart.

everything you want.

Keep on pumping!