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[waves rushing]

[man 1 sighs]

[grunting]

-[man 2 groaning] -[man 1 speaking Spanish]

[man 2 in Spanish] Please, Emilio!

[in Spanish] Is this gonna hold up?

[in Spanish] Yes, it'll hold.

[man 2] Please, Emilio!

-Shut up! -[groans]

[man 3] What's he doing bollock naked?

You know, my dad was from around here. He was a fisherman.

He always said to me, "Emilio,

what the fish like is meat."

And that's what we're giving them.

Come on. I'll pay everything back. You know me.

Emilio, I'll pay every penny.

Of course I know you, Javi. So shut the fuck up.

'Cause you owe me a lot of money, motherfucker.

-Los Duques. It was Los Duques. -[laughs]

Los Duques, he says…

-I swear, Emilio. I swear! -Come on now.

I swear, Emilio!

Shh!

Okay, calm down.

[cocks gun]

[Javi] No! Please! No!

[yelps]

[tense ambient music playing]

[sighs]

[grunts]

[engine rumbling]

[man 1 in English] Hey, yo, yo, guards.

[man 2] Yeah!

[men speaking indistinctly]

[door opens]

[door closes]

Mr. Jackson, does the Crown accept the continuity of the video?

It does, Your Honor.

And what is the Crown's view on the confession?

[woman] If I may, Your Honor?

If the video is genuine, logically the confession must be false.

The Crown is offering no evidence in this case.

[sighs]

In the circumstances, Mr. Tovell,

I will direct a verdict of not guilty.

-[sighs] -[murmuring]

-[man] Congratulations, mate. -Thank you, Tim.

[chuckles]

[buzz of conversation]

[Kit sighs]

[door opens]

[door closes]

-Yo. -[laughs]

Come on!

Fuckin' hell.

[sniffs] Smelling good, bro!

-Fresh home. -Yeah.

Fresh home, B.

Fresh fuckin' home where I belong.

-A'ight. -Come on.

You get me?

Why you lookin' all stressed out? Ain't got nothin' to worry about.

Your big bro's home now, ready to look after you. Where's Stef?

Nah, he wanted to stay home, innit.

He was a little bit stressed and that, but he's cool.

-He's good? -[Kit] Cuz, he's good, man.

You worry too much, fam. Just worry about gettin' out of these and a fresh trim,

cuh I don't know who you let line you up in there.

-He looks like a wasteman! -[laughing]

Bruv, pick up your bag and let's go, man.

-[laughter] -[Jamie] Aaah!

["Gbona" by Burna Boy playing]

♪ Dem go dey jeun soke o ♪

♪ All my people, dem go jeun soke o ♪

♪ Boss man, e go jeun soke o ♪

♪ When the gbedu dey enter body ♪

♪ Enter body ♪

♪ All the gyal Dem go shake their body ♪

-Where'd you get that ring? -That's a toy.

♪ Dem go shake their body ♪

-[car approaching] -[cheering]

He's fuckin' back!

[all yelling]

-Yeah! Come on! -What you sayin'?

Yeah! There you go!

[cheering and laughter]

-Yes, yes, my G. What you sayin'? -What you sayin'?

-Fresh all the time. -What you sayin', man? What you sayin'?

-What you sayin', bruv? -Hurry up, man!

-Ay, yo! Get that. -Brudda!

A'ight, get that!

-Yes, yes, bro. What you sayin'? Cannabis! -[Farah] A'ight, listen, man. King back.

-You get me? -I get you.

What you man want?

-[Jamie] Where's Stef? -[Aaron] He's in yard, innit?

-He's in yard. -Yout.

I'm good, man. I'm good. Nah, man. Got finals and that.

Fam, your brother just ducked ten fuckin' years, you're talkin' 'bout--

Take this and don't get me mad, fam. You're takin' the day off today.

Bro, I can't take no days off.

-Not till I get this first, bruv. -Yes.

This first is important. I need to get that.

-What's wrong with him, fam? -I'm tryin' to tell you. He ain't like us.

Different breed. So I'm fuckin' proud of him.

-Come on, bruv. -Proud of you, bro, though, for real.

Yo!

[Tyrone] Hey, what do these dickheads want?

Yeah, it's calm, man. It's calm.

It's only them man.

-Ain't no problems, are there? -No, there ain't.

Why would there be a problem? Go upstairs.

Bro, you sure?

-Go, Aaron, man. -[Kit] It's all right, fam.

Dushane's video done the trick like he said it would.

Yeah.

I ain't here to cramp your party, bruv. You do your ting and enjoy yourself.

That's exactly what we was doin', bruv.

[scoffs]

Yo, fam, sack me that bottle.

-[Kit] Fuck's this about a bottle, bruv? -What's wrong with you? Chill out.

Dushane sent you this. Enjoy it, man.

What the fuck is this meant to be, bruv? Some sort of peace offerin'?

What the fuck does it look like?

Tell Dushane I said bless up, innit.

You can tell him that yourself. He wants to link up with you tomorrow.

Number One Caff. You remember it, right?

Yeah, course.

[Jaq] Cool.

Ten o'clock.

Cool.

Take it easy.

All right.

Ay, yo, bro, what them pussios want?

Bruv, everything's cool, man. Why you lot movin' mad?

-I don't like them. -Hold this.

-I don't like them, bro. -Man said I don't like them.

Why you man even focusin' on that right now?

We should be focused on making some fuckin' P's, bruv.

-[cheering] -Get what I'm tryna say to you?

That's what we need to be rollin' on now.

I am gonna go check in on Stef, and I'm gonna check you man after.

-[Farah] Nice, fam. -In a bit.

-Love you, man. For real. -[Tyrone] Bring that spliff back, man.

-[laughter] -[Kit] Love for the zoot, my guy. [laughs]

["Free My People" by Greentea Peng (feat. Simmy & Kid Cruise) playing]

What's wrong with these lot? She's lucky I never bust her head with that bottle.

What's wrong with you?

What do you mean, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?

Bruv, man's back, and you're here worried about that bitch. Come on, man.

Yo!

-Hey, where's Stef? -[Aaron] Living room.

-Yo. -[football commentary on TV]

You can't get off your arse and give your brother a hug at the door?

I'm bang in the middle of a match.

-Bruv, what the fuck? -What'd you mean?

Your brother's home! What'd you mean?

Right in the middle of a match.

[chuckling]

Oh man, I missed you, though. You're looking good as well, bro.

It's mad. It's actually mad still.

Look at you, all gettin' shy and shit, blud.

How much Henny have you had, fam?

'Cause you grown two hairs on your balls, you think you can talk like that?

-[laughs] -Ay, fuck off.

-You wanna be punched, fam? -What'd you say?

What'd you say?

-I said fuck off, innit? -Don't chat like that around here, Stef.

-Where you goin'? -[Stef] To do homework.

[commentator] When playing against a player,

sometimes you're trying to look at what his qualities are.

Is he a good hold-up player, is he quick, is he this, is he that?

When somebody tells you he's a finisher, you know you're in big trouble.

Know how many times I dreamt of this day?

It ain't goin' like nothin' what I thought, bro.

Joke ting.

[bell rings]

[intercom crackles]

Hi, it's Shelley here for the private beauty treatment.

-[door opens] -[buzzer sounds]

[sighs]

-[laughs] -You.

I am your, uh, six o'clock.

-You're so silly. -Mani, pedi--

-No, I'm joking. Come on, come in. -[laughs]

-What is this? -Give me a kiss.

[Dushane] Yeah.

What you sayin'?

I always knew this is how boys live.

I don't know if this is how boys live. What do you think?

[sighs] What do I think? Um…

It's definitely givin' me bachelor pad vibes.

Nah, nah. Babe, this ain't a bachelor pad.

This is for us.

Come.

[Dushane] Tish's room.

Remember you said you wanted a home?

So we can be a proper family.

There's more. Come on.

[woman in Spanish] Any treatment will have serious side effects.

Very difficult to manage.

I don't think they would make a real difference.

-[in Spanish] How long? -It's hard to tell these things.

Please.

How long?

Three months. Perhaps six, though that's unlikely.

I'm sorry.

-[in Spanish] Emilio, what are you doing? -Are you all right?

-Emilio. -[sighs]

[grunts]

Emilio, please.

[Emilio sighs]

-Behave. -Sorry.

[people chattering in Spanish]

-Listen. -What?

I want to die at home.

You know I'll look after the girls, right?

I'll take care of them.

I'm going to devote my whole life to them, so don't worry about them, okay?

The one I worry about is you. In case something happens to you.

Promise me you'll get out of this business.

-I promise. -You swear?

I swear, okay?

[car door closes]

[in English] So where does this leave us?

[Lizzie] Where do you think it leaves us?

Answering a question with a question. Is that where we are now?

I'm asking you. What do you wanna do?

We've been together a long time.

Can't we just talk this through like adults?

Frankly?

We've made a lot of money together.

Well, you said frankly.

[chuckles]

If we were to split,

how would we divide the assets?

Split's still hypothetical, isn't it?

The law says 50/50.

The law.

You want lawyers crawling all over our books?

Which is why 50/50 is the easiest way.

Except that the property, my side of things,

brought a lot more to the party than your side of things.

My side of things?

-Mm-hm. -The drugs got us the property business.

What we have, we built together.

-And I'm the one taking all the risks. -All right.

We can both see a split would be very messy.

Not if it's 50/50.

[phone vibrating]

I need to know my future's secure.

+34?

-That's Spain. -Emilio?

Emilio?

[Emilio] Lizzie, I'm calling to tell you I'm out.

I can't explain now, but something's happened--

Just-- Just wait. Wait till we've spoken.

No, Lizzie, I'm out. That's it.

-Emilio-- -[line beeps]

Problem?

Yeah, it's a fuckin' problem.

Emilio says he's out.

["Let My People Go" by Darondo playing over speakers]

♪ Said you better let my… ♪

[Shelley chuckles]

I don't see any gold taps.

-I'll call my designer. -[scoffs]

-Designer. -Yeah. What?

You ain't got no designer.

-I have. -[laughs]

I have.

-[scoffs] -Ah…

♪ I'm talkin' 'bout the babies… ♪

See, all of this is just a first step.

I have a plan.

♪ That can't help themselves ♪

Good to know.

-♪ Whoo ♪ -♪ I'm talkin' 'bout the people… ♪

I'm stepping back from the roads now.

All of that shit is long.

♪ That don't have freedom of speech ♪

By next year, I wanna be completely legit.

♪ You better let my ♪

Then it's just me, you, and Tish.

♪ Let my people go ♪

♪ Said you better… ♪

Attica.

Attica!

[sighs]

[line ringing]

["Beg To Differ" by emil (feat. Knucks) playing on car stereo]

Ay, that fat fuck Kit was a little too brash, though.

Fatty coulda done with a likkle backhand. Let him know himself. You feel me?

[Jaq laughs]

[Kieron] A'ight. Hey. Am I buggin', or are these boydem followin' us?

-[Jaq] There ain't nothin' in the car? -No. Nothin' still.

-[Jaq] Romy, you dashed that spliff? -Man dashed that still.

♪ Said we did it 'Cause we never had a chance ♪

♪ No more buj in the hood Hit us like an avalanche ♪

[siren wailing]

[Jaq] Come on, man. What the fuck?

Come on, man!

-A'ight, you lot chill. -[Jaq] What is this?

You lot chill, man. Fuckin' hell.

This is a Section 60 stop and search. Can you exit the vehicle, please?

Section 60? Are you all right, mate? Why?

-What's all this hostility about? -Unlock the door and exit the vehicle.

[Jaq] Unlock my door for what?

You're disruptin' my journey. I got things to do.

-What's your problem? -Keep your hands where I can see 'em.

Show me yours so I can see what you're doin'!

Keep your hands where I can see 'em. Don't make any sudden movements.

Fuck off.

[radio chatter]

You've been ordered to exit the vehicle. Do as you're told, please.

Rah, what the fuck's wrong with RoboCop, man?

I asked you to get out of the car. I asked politely, didn't I?

-[Romy] Fuck off. -Get out of the car.

Fuck off.

[baton clicks]

-[Jaq] Ay, yo, what you doin'? Hey! -Get out of the vehicle!

-[Kieron yells] -[Jaq] Hey!

What the fuck?

What the fuck you doin'?

-Come with me. -Get out of the car!

Hey, come on, man! What the fuck is this? Hey!

Get the fuck off me. Fuck your Section 60.

-Easy. Down you come. -Get the fuck off!

[groans]

-Hey, don't fuckin' grab him like that! -Stop!

[yells]

I ain't got nothin' for you.

Go on. Give me a good old fuckin' search.

-I ain't got nothin' for you, bro. -Aah!

How did you come to be in this vehicle?

-What's your relation to the owner? -Ugh! Get your stink breath outta my face.

Come violate us like this and you want answers from me?

-[Jaq] Watch my phone! -Suck your mum.

-What you doin', man? -Why are you movin' like that?

-You don't need to move like this. -[Kieron] You're hurtin' my arms!

-Stop resisting. -You don't need to be movin' like this.

I'm fuckin' calm. It's you that's fuckin' twisting my arm!

Fuckin'-- Get the fuck off me. Ay.

-[panting] -[Jaq] You all right?

-Stop fuckin' resisting, or I'll tase you. -[Kieron yells]

You fuckin' prick!

-Ay! Ay, Jaq! You good? -Yeah, I'm good, bro. Are you all right?

-No talkin'. -Yeah.

[Jaq] Shut the fuck up, dickhead!

-Don't talk to her like that! -Public servant.

You fuckin' work for us, don't forget!

[yelling]

Guv, the vehicle registration comes back as owned by a Ruben Miller

and the company name of Fine Line Prestige Car Hire.

-It's another one of Ruben's cars. -Ruben must be makin' a fortune.

Every gangster in the borough's driving one of his cars.

There's an ANPR alert on the VRN at the request of CID.

All other checks, tax, insurance, all come back clear.

We've completed a full search.

Nothing found other than the rental agreement.

Driver's got a valid license and is insured.

They've all been ID'd. There's no warrants.

[Kieron] Fuck off, man. You lot are bored, man.

[Kieron panting]

-[Kieron grunts] -You're not goin' nowhere, mate.

Ay, Roms.

Okay, guys, we're done. Let's go, please.

All that fuckery, we ain't even done nothin'.

Now you ain't even nickin' us.

I'd be careful whose cars you lot ride around in if I were you.

-[Kieron grunts] -Let's go!

-[Romy laughs] It's embarrassing, innit? -Got fuckin' nothin' better to do?

[Romy] Gimme my shit, man!

Move, bruv! Always on this dumb stuff, fam, I swear down.

Yeah, walk off. Embarrassin'.

Ay, come we go, man.

You good, bro?

[sighs]

Bro, what is all this, man?

Come on. Gotta do better than this.

-Bro-- -Cleanliness is next to godliness.

Ain't you ever heard?

It's not even that messy in here, man.

-Where's Stef? -I dunno. Probably just gettin' up now.

-Ain't he gonna be late? -No.

He's deffo gonna be late, fam. Look at the time.

Ay, Stef!

Stef!

[Stef] Coming!

You're gonna be late, bro.

You know he ain't ever been late since the time you been gone.

We're good, man. We've got it sorted. Just chill.

-[Jamie] Yo, what you doin'? -Having cereal.

This guy, fam. Come here as well.

[Stef sighs]

Come here.

You gotta be earlier, man.

Can't be runnin' late for school, you know. Know what I'm sayin'?

Next time you want me to do this, all you gotta do is ask.

Look how fat it is.

What do you mean, look how fat it is? Look, see? Patterned.

[chuckles]

Beautiful. [laughs]

[both speaking indistinctly]

Fam, you ain't gotta walk me in. I ain't a kid anymore.

It's my first mornin' home, man.

Shouldn't have come.

See you later, Stef, yeah?

-Wagwan? -What you sayin'?

I'm good, bro. You?

-Good. Even better now. -[laughs]

What you sayin' about Sully's P's? Gonna drop them through?

Yeah, tomorrow.

When you see him, tell him I said bless up, innit.

Yeah, yeah.

But listen, though,

us man got pulled over yesterday in Kieron's rental. The Audi.

-They didn't find nothin' on you, though? -Nah, man. The car was clean.

-It's a routine stop, then, innit? -[scoffs] Man, that's what I thought.

One of the officers said, "Careful whose car you're drivin' round in."

-Why'd he say that? -Fuck knows.

What did he say exactly?

He said, "Careful whose car you're drivin' round in."

Did he say Ruben's name?

Nah, not until he saw the paperwork and that.

What, you think there's a problem?

Nah, man. Nah, it's calm.

We've been certi. Legit.

A'ight.

[Jamie] A'ight, ease up, ease up.

[kisses teeth] This guy.

-What's wrong? -I mean, can we even trust man?

Just keep an eye on him. Yeah?

-In a bit. -Yeah.

[door opens]

-Wagwan? -Wagwan?

What you sayin'? [clears throat]

Good, bro.

Yeah, I'll bet you are.

It's just mad that we're here again, innit?

Mm.

[chuckles]

Hopefully, this time, we don't have to make the same mistake

we made last time, do we?

Yeah, last time was a little situation still.

-Mm. -Can't lie.

What's good, though?

Bro, what's good is

in the last six months, there ain't been one murder on the ends.

Or a stabbin', for that.

We've made silly money, just cuh we've been focused on business,

rather than fuckin' lookin' over our shoulder

waitin' for man to run up and buss shots on us.

Things can only get better.

I've got a link to Spain and Morocco

about to come through with a big bit.

More money than you ever seen in your life, bro.

Do you wanna be a part of it, or what?

Part of it how?

By doing what you always done.

Sellin' food.

Your food, yeah?

I guess it is, yeah. My food.

[scoffs]

This'll be good for you, man. For you and your people, you get me?

I ain't gonna lie. While you was gone, dem man, they were broke. [chuckles]

Like, proper strugglin', fam.

'Bout time they got a likkle bring in, innit?

[Jamie sighs]

So what you sayin', man? It's up to you.

All right.

All right.

-It's good, man. -Say no more.

You're a smart guy, you know. You got vision.

Jaq's gonna tell you how shit goes.

["Como Yo Lo Hago" by Kaydy Cain (feat. Zaramay) playing]

[Lizzie speaks Spanish]

♪ Mira cómo yo lo hago, calla'o ♪

♪ Llevo mucho tiempo Y lo que tengo lo he gana'o ♪

♪ Vacilando, flow de contrabando Estoy guilla'o ♪

♪ Porque ni robo ni vendo Y vivo como había soña'o ♪

♪ Mira cómo yo lo hago, calla'o ♪

♪ Llevo mucho tiempo Y lo que tengo lo he gana'o ♪

♪ Vacilando, flow de contrabando Estoy guilla'o ♪

♪ Porque ni robo ni vendo Y vivo como había soña'o ♪

♪ Fumo verde, huelo rosa ♪

♪ Me casé con el dinero Ahora e' mi esposa ♪

♪ Ando con un par de cueros Que están celosa' ♪

-[Emilio] Hey, Lizzie. -How are you?

This is Antonio.

Nice to meet you.

-[in Spanish] Pleased to meet you. -[in Spanish] Thanks.

[in English] How's Sofía?

[Emilio] They gave her three months.

Six, at the most.

[Lizzie] I'm so sorry, Emilio.

She's strong, but…

[in Spanish] Women are stronger.

[in English] She's afraid if anything happens to me,

what will happen to the children?

So I promised her,

I'm out.

Antonio and I have worked together a long time.

He's Sofía's brother. He's family, you know?

Look, I feel terrible bringing this up.

I mean, really terrible.

Even more so now, but…

this is incredibly bad timing for me, Emilio.

This Moroccan shipment is bigger than anything we've ever done before.

And when Dushane finds out you're out,

he's gonna cut me loose.

Or worse.

You're the only reason why I'm important to him.

Listen, Antonio will take over.

He will do everything I've been doing.

What about the Duques and the other gangs? Can he handle them?

As long as we keep paying Juan El Bueno, he'll keep the other gangs under control.

-Antonio is going to meet him tomorrow. -Yeah. I need to be at that meeting.

There is no need. Antonio will take care of everything.

[in Spanish] It's cool.

[in English] Everything okay.

[Lizzie] I need to see that for myself.

Due diligence.

It's your call, Lizzie.

Yeah.

[Jeffrey] Charles.

[mutters]

I'm assuming you want to be able to spend and enjoy the money you're making?

Obviously. I work hard for it. I should be able to spend it, innit.

Mm-hm. And I can help you with that.

What was, uh, your turnover for the last financial year?

Ballpark?

Four or five mill.

And what's your projected turnover this year?

It should be 15, if everything goes right in Morocco.

Uh-huh. What would you say your overheads are likely to be?

Well, the biggest overhead is obviously the product. That's two to three mill.

Then you got wages,

cars, burners,

yards for storage, sweeteners here and there.

Probably another 500 bags.

So, uh, this year, you'll be left with ten million?

Mm, that sounds about right.

Washing ten million's gonna be a challenge.

You're a victim of your own success, Dushane.

[sighs]

We have to factor in corporation tax,

income tax up to 45%,

and your, uh, National Insurance contributions.

You ever paid tax, Dushane?

[chuckles]

Do I look dumb?

It's a criminal offense not to pay.

You could go to prison.

Oooh!

Listen, you lot are movin' like you're the taxman.

I wanna know how much I could walk out of here with.

Well, normally 40 to 60 pence in the pound.

So do I get five outta ten?

It'd be more like three.

Uh, well, that figure's industry standard.

[Jeffrey] There is another avenue we could explore.

The Summerhouse redevelopment.

I'm working with the consortium. They're open to ready cash.

-I could get you in there. -What's the budget? 1.2?

1.4 billion.

Be a lot easier to hide ten mill in something of that scale.

How'd you feel about getting involved with the Summerhouse redevelopment?

I just wanna know how much I can keep.

[Lithe sighs]

[mouths]

Well, if we go the, uh, Summerhouse route,

we could get you up to six or seven.

Hm.

[exhales]

Sound good?

It's better than three, innit?

[woman] Watch your step.

["13 Angels Standing Guard 'Round the Side of Your Bed" by A Silver Mt. Zion playing]

Can I help you?

No, you're all right, man.

I know you.

You're Gerard, Edna's boy.

How is Edna? Ain't seen her in yonks.

She passed.

Oh.

I'm sorry.

She was a proper nice lady.

Thank you.

How many of youse lot left on this landing still?

I'm the only one.

They keep sendin' me these letters, tryin' to get me out.

Threatenin' letters, that's what they are.

The people who send 'em, they ought to be nicked.

It's against the law to send threatenin' letters. They should go to jail.

Because they're landlords, no one lays a finger on 'em.

No one's lived 'ere since they killed him.

Dris.

Found him up on the roof of the tower block, didn't they?

Shot him. 20 times.

Yeah.

He was a quiet bloke.

Polite. Always said hello.

He had a daughter.

Erin. Lovely girl.

[sighs]

They took her into care, didn't they? What's that gonna do to a kid, eh?

Your dad up there, riddled with bullets.

Your mum in some horrible hostel

with all sorts of drug addicts and criminals.

-She ain't got no chance, that girl. -It's not a hostel. Her mum's in jail.

Mandy? Nah.

Mandy's out now.

-[keys jingle] -Mandy's out?

Yeah, she was here the other day,

screaming blue murder 'cause they wouldn't let her in the flat.

She's livin' in that hostel on Jane Street.

Look, anyway, good luck, man.

Fuck 'em.

I ain't goin' nowhere.

B, this is long for man, you know.

[woman] Keep complaining.

Fuckin' gemming it with these things.

-Nah, not them. -Huh?

-We need tin cans and that, not cartons. -Swear down.

You're so useless, man.

A'ight, you're movin' slow, man. Just come up here, man. Just hurry up.

Hurry up, bruv!

Um, have you seen Attica?

Nah, I ain't seen him still.

-Do you have any idea where he might be? -Nah.

Oh. Please, tell him to come home.

-Please. -A'ight, cool.

["Oh Lord" by BackRoad Gee playing over speakers]

♪ Backroad, man, it really got tecky ♪

♪ Oh Lord, man, it really got messy ♪

♪ Oh Lord, please protect me ♪

♪ Upfront remember me like Messi… ♪

[Kieron] Bro, why you takin' so long, fam?

Come on, you're one of the oldest, man. Hurry up, bro. Look at likkle man.

♪ We go rise that ting We go make it bite… ♪

Hey, brudda, brudda, brudda. What you doin'?

♪ You don't want to get X in the night… ♪

Gotta make sure it's all the way down, yeah?

-[rattling] -Nice and tight. Yeah?

♪ My famlee, my genna, my killy, my wop… ♪

Just like that. Yeah, little man?

♪ Rise that one and fill it again ♪

[man] Bruv, she looked shook, you know.

[woman] Um, I'm sure it'll be nothin', man.

[clears throat]

Hey, look what we've got, fam.

["Oh Lord" continues playing]

Ay, what the fuck are you lot doin'?

-[laughs] -You men are movin' mad. What's all this?

Come off it, bruv. This is a trap.

Put it all on the fuckin' dining table, you fuckin' eediat.

-It's cool. Hey, yo, yo, it's cool. -[music stops]

It's cool. Mandem, relax.

We're on the same team, remember? You forget?

Get on with your job, a'ight? I'm showing these man the ropes.

Bro, who dreamed this ting up?

We're on a recyclin' ting, you get me? Environmental and that.

Blud, is that a fuckin' j-- Bruv, what's goin' on in there, blud?

-[Kieron] Oh fuck, man. -[laughter]

-[Romy] Bruv! -[Jaq] Oh shit!

-[laughter] -[Kieron] Put it on you.

Wait, hold on. Bruv, is this yours?

Nah, bruv. I picked that shit up by accident.

It's yours, innit? [laughing]

[laughing and clapping]

[man] Why put that in my face, bruv? What do you think you're doin'?

-[Romy] A'ight. A'ight, listen. -[Kieron] It's a joke, man.

[Romy] A'ight, yeah. No, uh-- Yeah, you got jokes.

You had jokes. You had jokes. Listen.

-[Kieron] Shit. -[Romy] Don't worry.

-You're a big man. -Ats's mum is looking for him.

Says he ain't been home in time. She's proper worried.

What? When did she ask you this?

-Just before I came in. -[Kieron] Ay, Jaq. Have you seen him?

-Nah, not even. -What shall I tell his mum, then?

Fuck knows, bruv.

["Peaceful Dub" by Harry Mosco playing]

A'ight, see that bin bag over there?

-Yeah. -Take out one can. And I mean one.

Don't think man's not watching, you know. Come, bruv.

Give him the P's.

♪ Harmony ♪

Take a bottle out the bag, and cut.

And be quick with it as well.

Anyways, yeah, so I was speaking to her, yeah,

and then she was tryna speak to me as well, innit.

So I was speaking to her and then--

Two dark.

-[boy] Huh? -Two dark.

[boy] Yeah, come.

Give him the money, then!

So dumb, bruv. Swear down. All these people, you know.

♪ Get together ♪

♪ Harmony ♪

♪ Get together ♪

What you sayin' to me? Done?

All right, you just use the fob to arm it.

[beeping]

Yeah? With this system,

no one can come violate the ting.

-Bless. -You get me?

Okay.

You talk to Jaq about what happened in the car?

Yeah, I already spoke to her. Feds smashed the window in or somethin'.

Yeah, did she tell you what the fed said?

About mindin' out whose car you're driving around in.

Yeah, she mentioned that.

-Bro. -Hm?

Are the feds on to you?

-They got no reason to be on to man. -You fuckin' sell straps, bruv.

And rent them out. Ain't that a good enough reason?

Man's gotta eat, innit. D'you know what I mean?

Man's gotta eat, but I know my ting. Bruv, look at this. Look.

I've got this setup all over.

If they were on to man, you don't think I'd know? Come on, man.

-Bruv, listen, I just hope so. -You got that paranoia, bruv.

You be worryin' too much. That's your problem.

[Dushane] Someone has to worry, innit.

-[Ruben] Well, looks like it, innit. -So what you sayin', big man?

What you doin' with all this money you're makin'?

-Just bought a couple of places, innit. -Yeah?

Yeah, man. Got about three now.

Greenwich, Crouch End, Barnet.

-Tenants and that. Steady income. -Yeah.

Yeah. What about you? What you doin' with your P?

-You know Jeffrey? -Yeah.

He's pushing that Summerhouse deal my way still.

That's big league, man.

Bruv, just keep it between us, please.

You know there's a lot of bad feelin' now about what's goin' on with Summerhouse?

Yeah, I know. [scoffs]

But, listen,

it's a shithole, bruv.

Come on, man. It deserves to be knocked down.

Yeah, bruv. You ain't wrong about that, fam.

But there's a lotta our people still livin' there.

[chatter and laughter]

-[woman 1] We do. By force of our fire. -[woman 2] Hi, Naomi!

[woman 1] You've oppressed us for too many years.

It's now our time to shine. Okay? And--

Ooh. Ooh, girl, that feels good.

[inhales] That feels really good.

It's better than sex. [chuckles]

[scoffs] Your sex life must be dead.

It is dead. Like, it's dry.

It don't exist.

-Like, seriously, what is wrong with men? -What's wrong with men?

When you're 16, yeah, they're fightin' their way to get into your bra, right?

Mm.

Then they get what they want and they wanna cut.

-[Naomi] Exactly. -[kisses teeth]

But I'm still hot, right?

Tara, you're, like, the hottest woman I know. Yeah?

And these bad boys are still in place, all right?

-They are. -So what is the problem, then?

'Cause I'm not even that picky.

Like my grandma used to say, "You pick, pick, pick till you pick shit."

Let me tell you what, babe, you're hot, so keep pickin'.

Exactly. And I'm not goin' halves with no man in Nando's, yeah?

If you can't buy me no five wings, no little halloumi cheese, yeah,

I mean, that's disrespectful.

-Can't people buy me a half chicken? -Hey. How can I help you?

[woman] Well, this is a nail bar, ain't it?

What do you think I come in here for? A bunch of flowers?

[Naomi] Oh, okay. Well, I can do you a full set--

I want her to do it. Not you.

[Naomi] Um, yeah, okay, um…

Sorry, Tara. Um…

Naomi, would you mind just…

Thank you.

All right. Do you wanna, um, have a seat?

[woman] Yeah.

Sorry 'bout that.

[sighs] It's fine.

Here you go.

["No Drama" by Lavida Loca playing over speakers]

When's the last time you had 'em done?

Do you think I got the fuckin' money to get 'em done on the regular?

[Tara] Mm-mm.

All right. Would you like shellac, gel, your own nail?

I'll have the shellac.

Okay.

Do you wanna… choose a color?

Yeah.

I want that one.

[Naomi] Oh, Sarah, can you just get me the blue shellac, please?

[filing nails]

Careful.

Stefan.

Stefan, please.

I ain't seen him.

[Amma] Please.

Please, I'm worried about him.

He didn't come home again last night.

I don't know where he is. I'm sorry.

Attica misses you.

Please.

Whatever happened between you two, he won't tell me.

But I know he's sorry.

Me too.

[men chattering]

[sighs deeply]

-[knocking on door] -Fuck! Hey!

-Fuckin' early! -My bad, bro.

Scared the fuckin' shit outta me.

You all right?

Yeah, I'm sweet, bro.

-You? -Not really.

-Things looking good on the road, I see. -Yeah, man.

This link that Lizzie's got in Spain sends the food regular.

Everyone's makin' P's, so everyone's happy.

You hear Jamie got out?

Feds dropped the charges, innit.

Is it? [sighs]

How's Dushane feel about that?

He's cool with it, fam.

Got Jamie workin' for him now, innit.

[scoffs]

So how do you feel about it?

Bruv, personally, I don't trust the guy.

Him or Kit.

-Ain't my shout, though, is it? -Not your shout? You not a adult?

You not grown?

Listen, Jaq, do you ever think about Dris?

-Fam, is that why you're hidin' out here? -Don't fuck with me. You know I ain't.

I'm askin' you a question. Do you ever think about Dris?

What the fuck I had to do to my mate.

And why.

Fam, he done us a wrong 'un, innit. He violated the ting.

Exactly.

So we gonna let fuckin' anyone else violate us?

Come on, man.

You know it ain't right.

D'you hear Mandy got out? Dris's baby mum.

Yeah, I've seen her in the ends still.

She's movin' loud.

-Usual ting? -Yes.

Dushane told me to tell you bless up still.

Any message for him?

No.

A'ight, bro.

[upbeat music playing]

[man 1] Cool, whatever. This ain't no shit, man.

[man 2] Goin' to the toilet.

In a bit.

[laughter]

[man 1] Yeah!

[man 3] Hello again, sexy.

-How you doing? -[man 1] Hey.

[man 3] Come chill with us. No, stop.

Come and give us a cuddle, Frenchie. Oi! Yeah?

-[yelps] -Whoa! Fuckin' hell!

Fuck!

-Bro, you all right? Oh shit! -[splashing]

Bro, come here, man. Fuck me.

No, no, don't do that, man. 'Low it. Come here, bro.

I like your friend.

Yeah, she's somethin'.

[splashing]

[Tara laughing] Oh, my…

There you go. [sighs]

Right, that'll be 35, please.

What, you actually charging me, are ya?

Well, shellac is 20 and manicures are £15.

What, even for an old friend like me…

Shelley?

I mean, me and you go back a long way, don't we?

Or was you thinkin' I'd forgotten about ya?

No, of course not.

-So do you remember my name? -Beverley.

Yeah, you're damn right you remember.

And you remember them times, don't ya?

All that mad stuff.

-All right. Nice to see you again. -Oh, I bet it is.

Proper mad times though, weren't they?

[chuckles]

You've actually done all right for yourself here, 'in't ya?

[Tara] I won't lie!

I'll see you again soon.

[door closes]

[melancholy ambient music playing]

[front door opens]

[door closes]

Ain't you supposed to be in bed?

Why did Ats do that to us?

-Why did he plant that bag for Dushane? -[sighs]

I thought he was my bro.

They were just mad on him, Stef. You gotta remember that.

They had him right where they wanted, so he had no choice.

Yeah, but I wouldn't have done that to him.

That's 'cause you're strong.

You got good morals.

What's good morals?

You know what good morals is, bruv.

It means you'll always be there for your family

and for your brothers.

You never let them down.

Like, you wouldn't let me or Aaron down.

-Would you? -No. No, never.

Exactly.

If the people you love know you're gonna be there for them no matter what,

then they're gonna be there for you.

It's like me and Kit.

Somethin' went wrong and he was there for me in a heartbeat.

And he knows if it's the other way around, it's gonna be exactly the same.

You get me?

Yeah. But I was there for Ats.

It was him that weren't there for me.

A'ight, listen, Stef.

[exhales]

If you're close to someone, and they make a mistake,

and they didn't mean to, or they only done it because they had to,

then you gotta take that on board.

'Cause we all make mistakes, right?

But if that person is sorry for their mistake…

then you have to be big enough and strong enough to just let it go.

And that's what's correct.

That's what's good morals.

[sighs] Now, don't let hate eat you up, Stef.

'Cause that ain't good for no one, okay?

[sighs] Let's get to bed. You have school tomorrow.

You best be good as well, fam.

[laughs]

-[Jamie sighs] -[door closes]

Night, Stef.

Why can't you answer a straight question?

-[all] Yeah! -Hey? What's so hard?

Unless there's somethin' to hide.

Have the plans changed or not? Just answer the bleeding question.

I'm just trying to be fair to the other people who want to speak.

[all clamoring]

When the consortium, this gang of crooks and thieves…

-They keep avoiding the question. -…submitted their plans…

-…they was promisin' us the moon. -[all] Yeah!

How we'd all come back to Summerhouse after the redevelopment

and live in beautiful homes, and all bells and whistles.

And now…

Now, we're gettin' these letters.

-[all] Yeah! -[man 1] Same thing.

And my letter says I have to move to a council flat in Luton.

I'm supposed to go to Bolton!

I'm supposed to go to Croydon!

[woman 1] No!

And if I don't go within 14 days,

the council says it won't be responsible for rehousin' me.

-That's blackmail! Pure and simple! -It's a disgrace!

And the letter don't say anything about coming back to Summerhouse.

So have the plans changed or not?

-[man 2] Or not? -[all yelling]

-Please settle down. Please settle. -[woman 2] Answer him!

Look, look, I understand you have concerns.

Of course you do, this is about your homes. I know.

-But we have to face facts, okay? -[man 3] Which facts?

[Jeffrey] And the fact is the economic climate is very difficult.

-[all yelling] -Yeah, 'cause you lot are thieves.

[Jeffrey] It's extremely difficult.

And the consortium have had to make adjustments here and there.

But I guarantee that those who come back are gonna find Summerhouse transformed.

Absolutely transformed. There's gonna be additional green space.

There's gonna be a second playground.

[all yelling]

-Shame on you! -[woman 3] Shame on you!

Larger communal areas.

-Right, here we go! -It'll be safer.

[all cheering]

Is that gonna help?

-[woman 4] Dickheads! -[man 4] You're takin' liberties!

[woman 1] That was a laugh.

[man] Yo, bruv.

[woman 2 sighs]

[woman 1] You just can't trust these people.

Where is Attica?

I don't know, do I?

Attica is a child.

I'm his mother. Tell me where he is.

Look, I understand you don't know where your son is right now.

-But I ain't got a clue where he is. -I know what you make him do.

You use him in the streets.

-I know. -I don't make him do nothin'.

I don't know what you're talkin' about, man.

[woman 3] What's happened?

[Amma] It's Attica. He's not answering his phone.

-[Shelley] What's goin' on? -I don't know.

Are you okay?

What's wrong?

[kids chattering]

[in Spanish] Los Duques are crazy. They're armed to the teeth.

They've tried to steal our stuff before.

[in Spanish] Can you handle them?

They're very dangerous and unpredictable.

That's why we need Juan El Bueno's protection.

[lights buzzing]

["La Guayaba" by The Latin Brothers playing over speakers]

[in English] Hey.

-Welcome. -You must be Juan.

Yes, I am.

Sorry. Have a seat.

-You feel okay? -[Lizzie] Mm.

Comfortable?

-Something to drink? -[Lizzie] Sure.

Niño!

[in Spanish] A beer, please.

[in Spanish] A half, nice and cold.

[in English] So, nice to meet you.

And you.

Something to eat?

No, no. We're good.

You know, sweets are my…

[in Spanish] …weak point.

-[in English] You know? -Mm.

[in Spanish] How's it going? How's Emilio?

He's strong. He'll be fine.

[Juan] And your sister? Is she gonna make it?

-No, I don't think so. -[Juan] That's shit.

I feel terrible for you and for them.

[in English] I've known Emilio since a long time.

I have helped him a lot.

In fact, very recently,

I had to talk to Los Duques after Emilio and Antonio here

did something to offend them.

I said to Los Duques, "You don't touch Emilio, no."

I'm sure Emilio really appreciates that.

-Now this thing with his wife is-- -Oh, it's awful.

[Juan] It's very hard, yeah.

But I don't see how that changes anything business-wise.

Antonio is gonna take over, and…

we'll just keep things as they were.

Yeah?

-Antonio's a good man. -[pats knee]

[in Spanish] Everything's going to be all right.

[in English] Good to hear.

Gracias.

[in English] So, cheers.

Cheers.

Mm--

[in Spanish] I'm going to the bathroom.

[in English] You know, after 45,

the prostate is not a joke.

[laughs]

Excuse me.

[in Spanish] It was easier than I thought.

["La Vida Es Un Carnaval" by Issac Delgado playing over speakers]

♪ Oh-oh-oh, ay ♪

♪ No hay que llorar ♪

♪ Que la vida es un carnaval ♪

♪ Y las penas se van cantando ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪

♪ Ay… ♪

[wind gusting]

[in Spanish] Is everything okay?

I don't know.

[in English] Let's go. Now!

[yelps]

[gunshot]

[gasping]

[gunshots]

[panting]

[grunts]

-[gunshot] -[thud]

[engine revving]

[car drives away]

[phone vibrating]

Yo, Lizzie. What's goin' on?

[Lizzie panting]

[Lizzie] We have a problem.

How bad is it?

Bad.

The link's out and… the fella who was supposed to take over is…

[hypnotic ambient music playing]

Has just been killed.

[Dushane] What the fuck?

[Lizzie] I… I need to get out of here.

Look, uh, I'll-- I'll call you later.

[line ringing]

[man 1] Nice one.

Yeah, see you later, man.

[man 2] Hi. You okay?

-[man 1] A'ight, thake care, man. -[phone ringing]

Guys? There is… something there.

What is it?

[man 2] I don't know.

-[man 3] Give us a hand with this. -[phone continues ringing]

Grab the bags, grab the bags.

[man 2] Look!

-[man 3] Fuckin' hell! -[man 4] Nah.

-[phone continues ringing] -[man 3] That's all we need.

[intense pulsing music playing]