All language subtitles for pt2F

William Green, you have been found
guilty of the murder of Preston Snow.

The sentence of the court is life in
prison.

In the way things stand at the moment,
Terry couldn't appeal a parking ticket.

Here's what we might call a cash flow
problem.

Terry has a solution.

We're talking drafts. I'm not doing the
counterfeit thing, Till. I'll do this

for you and that's it.

Hiding behind a woman's skirt. Yes.

Getting your wife to do all the dirty
work.

You won't be happy till I'm behind bars
with your old man.

I need to talk to Morrison.

He said he saw Terry leaving Snow's
house the night he was shot.

I want to know why he lied.

Haven't you heard? There is no cause
anymore.

On the night in question, he said he was
doing business with some of your

people. Laundry business.

Hi.

Hello, babe.

Oh, Jesus, Mum.

Why didn't he phone?

If he didn't love me so much, he
wouldn't do it. If you ever lay a finger

daughter again, I will kill you. Look,
I'm telling you, Sean Kelly didn't do

Kelly says he killed Snow and he's given
up the gun.

You're off the case, Frank. Like fuck I
am.

Green's going to be out before you can
say miscarriage of justice.

Who was it? Didn't say.

Are you going?

You still snore then?

Mum,

do you want... What's he doing here?

Trisha. You slut.

Welcome home.

No, no, no. I'll go.

For those of you just arrived from some
far distant galaxy, this is Terry Green,

drugs baron and convicted killer. Terry,
you have to do some care in the

community today, boys.

The victim, small -time drugs dealer
Preston Snow.

Green got life, and yesterday he walks
free. Why?

Because of this little shit.

Sean Kelly, blagger, doing seven in the
scrubs.

Put his hand up to the Snow killing.

I want to know why he confessed.

Didn't he give up the murder weapon?

The gun was found in a canal.

Anyone could have put it there.

Reg Pinky Salmon.

Caught with four tons of cannabis resin
from Spain, along with a dozen others.

All in the pay of... Terry Green.

Which means Green will be running a bit
short of cash.

He'll be getting something together.

We put him under the microscope until we
find out what it is.

Samantha Green.

Terry Green.

Nearest and dearest.

Hand to Penny, she was running things
for him while he was on the inside.

Probably taking a back seat now.

Light.

So, talk to your contact. Frank, can I
have a word?

Rattle a few cages.

Go to it.

Come in, Frank.

Shut the door.

Frank, you're suspended.

Suspended? I'm sorry, Frank.

Sorry? You're sorry? With Kelly
confessing to the Snow killing, the

evidence is called into question.

There's a bloody footprint in Snow's
hall.

And Snow's blood was on Green's shoes.

Exactly my point.

Are you saying I planted the evidence?

There's to be an investigation, that's
all.

Until then, it would be prudent for you
to catch up on a little gardening.

My flat's on the third floor.

Frank.

Your warrant card.

Hello?

Gran? It's me.

Oh, hello, love. How are you?

Fine, Gran.

Did you get my birthday card?

Yes, it's lovely, thanks.

Sorry I couldn't send you any flowers.

That's all right.

Your friend brought some round.

Your friend Terry.

He's here now, having a cup of tea.

You didn't mention him before.

Do you want to talk to him?

Yeah, OK, Gran.

Thanks, Gran.

Hello, mate.

How's the old place doing? I touched one
hair on her head, and they were dead

clean. Oh, she's fine.

That's a card.

I didn't know you could do joined -up
writing. Get the fuck out of her house.

I'll tell you what.

She ought to have a smoke alarm.

Death traps these old houses.

I was telling them about the smoke
alarm.

Bastard.

You know what I want.

A name. Who pays you to do the business
in the shower? Don't hurt her.

The name.

See? That wasn't hard, was it?

Said he had a run.

That's enough of that.

That's enough.

There again is he.

Right, let's give him a fucking run
around.

You bastard creep.

Mrs. Green.

Yes? My boss would like a word with you,
if you've got the time.

Your boss, Bean.

It's great.

Thanks for coming at such short notice.

I wasn't sure if I had a choice.

Of course you had a choice.

Now, uh, I'd be grateful if you'd tell
me what you told Brian Morphy.

Why, is there a problem?

I mean, after all, my husband's been
released now. Please, just answer the

question.

My husband was accused of killing a drug
dealer, a man called Preston Snow.

On the night Snow was shot, He said he
was with some of your people, arranging

to launder some money for us.

He wasn't laundering anything for us,
Mrs. Green.

We don't do business with people we
don't know.

We don't know who you are.

I don't like being summoned like I'm
some sort of lapdog.

Well, would you rather I came and saw
you, Nick?

You know what I mean.

And why here?

Well, it's private.

And there's a sandwich in it for you
after.

Don't waste my time, Terry. Cut!

Cut!

Look, guys, I'm trying to make a movie
here.

Terry, this is hard enough as it is.

Not from where I'm standing.

There you go. Sorry for the
interruption.

Raquel's still on my case.

He's suspended.

That's as may be, but he's being a
bloody nuisance and I want him off my

Not in candid camera again, am I?

Getting paranoid in your old age?

Raquel, I can deal with.

But I need to know if SO -11 and the NCU
are sniffing around.

Mm -hmm.

And there's one other thing.

There always is.

I think George K is in Raquel's back
pocket.

Check it out.

Don't ask him. I'll just tell you.

Sam said you were retiring.

Going legit.

That's the plan.

When?

Chapter. Nothing, what?

Any chance of any coffee?

Yeah, might be.

Raquel's following me around like a
lovesick poodle.

The prick's supposed to be suspended.

But with him on my back, I can't go
about my business.

And if he is, I'm going to Spain and the
alarm bells really will start to ring.

I need your help, Sam.

Oh, no.

Look, we've really got to get this
counterfeit money sorted out this week.

So get Mickey Fox to do it, or McKinley.
They're foot soldiers, Sam.

I need you.

Jamie's coming down from Exeter Sunday.
I was going to cook lunch.

Be nice if you were there to carve.

This has got to be the last time, Terry.
I mean it.

I hate Spain.

Good to see you.

Have some shampoo?

No, thanks, I'm fine.

What is this, Jesus?

Hello. Pablo.

All right?

A bit of privacy would be nice, Mickey.
I'm here to talk business. That's all

the way, girl. They don't speak a word
of English. Do you, Jesus?

Yes. See?

Yeah, but they will.

So, how's Terry, then?

Out and about.

I knew they wouldn't be able to keep him
inside for long.

Agapa, you're getting more involved in
the business.

Word gets around.

Not much else to talk about, only the
truth be told.

Tell Terry I could put something his way
if he's interested.

Nice of you, Nicky, but no thanks.

I think Terry's set on retiring.

Very green, certainly for pipe and
slippers.

Yeah, maybe.

You never know your luck.

The cards are ready, yeah?

Will be by tonight.

I want to look there, OK?

Yeah, sure.

Have you brought the cash?

Yeah, don't fret.

What happened, Nicky?

Terry wants to know why you haven't been
in touch.

I've been rotten in the state of
Denmark.

That cannabis bus, we were grass.

I couldn't take the risk of staying, not
till I found out it had been rotten

afterwards. He told Terry to watch his
back, yeah?

And I meant what I said about putting
something his way.

There's a Russian guy here. He has good
gear from Afghanistan.

Top stuff.

Erwin, give me a break.

I'm here to put the finishing touches to
Terry's counterfeit thing.

That's all.

That's where the real money is, Sam.

Tell Terry if he wants to...

No, not like that.

Licky, what I don't understand is, why
do I have to bring over cash to pay the

drivers if these are supposed to be
perfect?

Sam, they're not going to do this for
funny money. They want real rings.

Oh, I obviously don't have a criminal
mind then, do I?

Where did you get them? The Russian
keys, sir.

These are ex -KGB.

Used to make cannabis for the Russian
government.

So why are we taking them into the UK?
Why not spend them here?

No one checks notes in the UK anymore.
Here, they're still given a one -suit.

And besides, we don't want to shit on
our own doorstep, do we?

What the hell are you doing here?

Babysitting. Where's Mum?

Running errands.

Where have you been drinking?

I'm going to bed.

What do you want?

Nothing. It's nothing.

Go away.

Don't ever touch me again. Now go away.

I'll see you tomorrow.

You can't do that. Oh, yes, I can.

I'm your father.

Only genetically.

You've got no right to be here.

My name's on the mortgage.

I pay the bills.

You walked out. You left us.

Does Mum know you're here?

She knows.

So what was it, Trish?

Ecstasy?

Dope?

What did that little shit give you?

Nobody calls it ecstasy anymore.

It's E.

And I had one tablet. It's nothing.

You've got school tomorrow.

So if it was Friday, it would be OK?
That's not what I meant.

How do you think your mum would feel if
she knew? How do you think she felt when

the papers called you London's biggest
drug dealer?

How do you think she felt about that?

And what about when you got sent down?

How do you think she felt then?

If anybody's let this family down, it's
not me.

I do what I do to keep this family
together.

You left us, Dad.

You didn't keep us together.

You broke us apart.

What fucking planet are you living on?
Aye.

He's a bad influence.

He's a bad influence.

Is that all right?

Yeah.

Oh, say, Terry, what am I supposed to
do?

Buy your booze from me, like we agree.

But the Kosovans! What? The Kosovans!
The thing is, Terry... Don't Terry me.

I'm sick of being Terry'd now. Just do
as you're told. But the thing is... No

buts. I don't want to hear you say but.

I don't want to hear you say Terry.

But Terry...

Will this go well with that?

Fruity red, full bodied, yeah. Perfect.

Ma 'am? Yes.

Family.

One,

two.

I said I didn't want you going round to
his house. It's my mum's house.

So I misunderstood.

Your father wasn't there then.

I knew it. They're my family.

I'm your family. No, no, you're not.

You mustn't tell anyone I hit you, okay?

You have to say you fell.

Do you understand?

You can't tell anyone I hit you.

It's okay.

It looks worse than it is.

So what happened?

She tripped, she said.

Tripped and fell over the coffee table.

The one in the lounge.

He hits her toe.

What do you mean, he hits her?

He loses his temper.

Does he?

I'll kill him.

How long has this been going on?

Why don't you tell me?

You were in prison, remember?

What's the doctor say?

She's lost a lot of blood.

Not enough to need a transfusion.

And he doesn't think they'll be
scarring.

God, for fuck's sake.

What's your language?

It's a fucking hospital, not church.
Terry, please.

Hello,

darling. Hello.

Is she okay? Yeah, she's going to be all
right. What happened?

She fell.

It was an accident.

Jamie gone?

Yeah. He's got exams tomorrow. He said
goodbye.

OK.

Night. I'll be up in a minute.

Go back to bed, love. Where are you
going?

I've got people to see, places to go.

Business.

Just get on with it.

Are we sorted, then?

Ellis and B, get in the petrol room.
We're going to pick them up on the one.

Cub, who's going to move her?

Cousinance. I'll give him cousinance.

Right.

Let's go back.

Terry?

No! Where is he? He's not here.

I can see that. Where has he gone?

I don't know.

Well, I'll be fucking waiting.

You're the brother, aren't you?

Preston Snow's brother.

Luke, yeah?

Luke, shut the fuck up! Please, my
daughter's asleep next door. I don't

woken up. She's got school tomorrow.

What? They go bang if they go off.

What do you think you're doing, Luke?

I'm going to kill him.

He killed my brother, so I'm going to
kill him. Yeah, but now someone else has

said they did it.

That means Terry's in the clear. Yeah?

We'll see about that.

Do you want a coffee?

What? You're obviously here to shoot
Terry.

And he's not here.

Now, it doesn't look like you're going
to hurt me.

So we might as well be civilised about
this.

What do you say, Luke?

Do you want to sit down?

Where'd you get the gun?

Got it in a pub. 300 quid.

I didn't mean to scare you, you know.

Well, that's nice of you, Luke.

Nice.

But it's bullshit.

What if my husband had been in bed?

What if you'd shot him?

I probably wouldn't even have done it.

I didn't know what else to do.

What makes you think my husband killed
your brother?

What the police said.

That detective, Welsh.

Welsh. He's been after my husband for
years.

The Met's full of bent coppers.

Anyway, your brother was a drugs dealer,
right?

He must have made a lot of enemies.

I tried to tell Preston he was heading
for trouble.

But he wouldn't listen, right?

There's only so much you can do.

Alicia was always trying to keep him on
the straight and narrow. He wouldn't

listen to her either.

Alicia? Preston's wife.

She wasn't mentioned in court, was she?

No, she left him.

I think she moved to Bristol or
something.

Oh, shit.

Look, I've got to go.

Um, why don't you leave that with me,
eh, Luke?

No. The guy I bought it off said he'd
give me half the money back if I didn't

fire it.

Look, I'm really sorry about what
happened to your brother.

Nothing to say to you. Sit down and shut
up.

Off you go, Buzzle.

Oi! You're not going to leave me on my
own with him, are you? All right, Sean.

You're not my type.

How do you feel?

What do you mean?

You know what I mean.

I've been sealed, Doctor.

Oh, fuck you, Ed.

You're always getting parking tickets,
doctors.

Pancreatic cancer's a bitch, isn't it?

Mm -hm.

Oh, I went to see your wife as well.

She's got a lovely new car.

Got a new stereo, too.

Now, I know it doesn't mean a lot to
you, putting your hands up for the

Snow murder.

Not when you've only got a year or two
to live.

But I bet Terry Green was really
grateful, wasn't he?

Who paid over the money, Sean?

Was it McKinley?

Or was it Kay?

Or was it his wife did the payoff?

Was it Sam Green?

I miss our little chats, Grace.

I really do.

Well, your darling boy's out.

And he's got me doing his dirty work.

He's back in the house.

He's even back in my bed.

I've got this nagging feeling
something's not quite right.

He says he was with some Irish
heavyweights the night Preston Snow was

But he wasn't great.

He lied.

Oh, where was he?

Laura's still in hospital.

She's on the mend.

I don't know why she stays with him.

Yeah, you're right.

I do know.

You either love him or you don't.

What am I going to do, Craig?

The more information I get, the more I
find out he's been lying to me.

You are in so much trouble.

I'm Mrs. Green. I can't apologize enough
for this. I know she's only 15, but I'm

obliged to call the police.

I appreciate that. I'll make sure it
doesn't happen again.

You don't ever come in this store again.
Do you understand me? Ever.

Lifetime ban.

Can I at least pay for these?

Sometimes it's just a call for help,
yeah?

Chill.

Don't just bite the ink, mate.

Come on, now, come on. Get a move on.

Three buses, never enough.

One more.

Alright, come on, let's get a move on.
Don't hang around here all day.

You scared the life out of me.

What's this?

It got you.

Oh, look at it.

Money,

money, money.

Tell.

Yes.

I'm on my way.

Terry. Terry,

we need to talk.

Promise. Later.

Take care of the money.

Working up a bit of excess energy, are
we?

Now you haven't got my daughter to beat
up.

Oh, an accident.

Well, why don't you say?

I don't understand that. I mean,
accidents do happen.

Hey.

I'm sorry.

Rugby.

Bit of a puss game, isn't it? All that
touchy -feely, gropey heads between

men's legs.

Now, soccer, that's a real man's game.

But you're not a man, are you?

Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm afraid.

I'll only be a couple of minutes.

Hi, love.

It's me.

Your dad.

It's okay.

I'm taking care of it.

You're never going to have to worry
again.

I know I've been a shit sometimes.

Especially to your mum.

I've always done what I've had to do to
support his family.

Here I know I've broken a few laws along
the way.

But I never hurt anyone who didn't
deserve to be hurt.

Hi, Blackie. Thanks for calling me back.

Sam, this is not... Alicia Snow,
Preston's wife.

Where can I find her?

Sam, I can't just go nosing around
asking for stuff like that. I need to

The girl done well.

You've been here before, Andy?

What makes you ask that?

Just the thought.

What do you want?

Do you know me?

How did you find me? You're Preston
Snow's wife, right?

Ex -wife.

Widow. Can I, uh...

Wet it. Just your...

Mrs. Green.

You bastard! How could you?

I'm sorry.

You knew, didn't you?

Right from the start.

You know.

He did it, didn't he?

Terry killed him.

Shot him.

Dead. Just like the police said.

I wasn't there. I only know what Terry
told me.

You said it was self -defense.

He was shot twice.

Once in the chest and once in the head.

I'm only telling you what he told me.

Snow said he needed cash. Lots of cash.

When Terry went around to give him the
money, Snow pulled a gun.

So if Terry was telling the truth, and
it's still a bloody big if,

Then it was self -defense.

I would have believed him.

Said he gave me the gun.

Said he'd fix up an alibi.

I got rid of it.

And you paid off Sean Kelly.

Got him to confess to the murder.

You remember to keep storm, yeah?

Asher and Patterson paid off Kelly's
wife.

He's dying.

Answer.

And you paid off Snow's wife, right?

Thank you very much.

Thank you. So everyone knew.

You, Asher, Patterson, you all knew
Terry knocked up Alicia Snow,

and that's why he killed her husband.

There was self -defense.

Whatever.

You bastards.

And Terry knew about Morrison, right?

Knew that Morrison could place him at
the scene of the crime.

But because Morrison was under police
protection, he couldn't get to him

the trial, right?

But afterwards, after the trial...

When he was behind prison bars, then it
was easier.

He used me, didn't he?

He used me to get to Morrison.

Did you kill him, Andy?

No, it wasn't me.

Who then?

Pike and Russell.

But it was you who told Pike and Russell
where to find him.

Mrs. Green. Wasn't it?

Mrs. Green, I'm sorry.

Terry!

Not expected today, Frank.

Problem? Yeah, why not?

Business like Michael's?

He's weak.

He'll be jumping on Friday.

How am I with it?

Boy's not out.

You know what I fancy, George?

What?

Poker.

Haven't played poker in years.

Got any cards?

Bloody hell.

Lucky night, George.

How was that, Lucky?

Just the way the cards fall, Terry.

No, I don't think so, George. I think
you've got a guardian angel on your

Here, what?

Let's put her to the test, shall we?

Fucking hell! What's the matter, George?

The filth! Christ,

with my licence, the club!

Why would the police be coming here,
George?

They've been serving afters, haven't
they?

What are you doing with that?

Well, that's for me to know.

It's for me from Western, mate.

Class act. I know it's not as flashy as
an automatic, but they've got a nasty

tendency of spilling the shells all over
the place.

I mean, he had twice been captured by
leaving his prints on the shelf.

What was that film?

The one in Vietnam.

Apocalypse Now. No, no, that was with
Brando. I'm talking about the one with

Niro.

It's a Russian roulette thing.

Deer Hunter, wasn't it?

That's it, the Deer Hunter. Christopher
Walken was in it.

Looks like my luck's not in, George.

Jesus Christ!

Lady Luck seems to be with me.

Terry, what are you doing?

I lost your sense of humour, George.

Terry, this is fucking crazy!

Sit the fuck down.

Oh, come on, George.

Give it a try.

Yeah, come on, George.

Be lucky, George.

What do I do?

Good, thank you.

I've seen pictures.

It's okay.

It's all right, Mitchell.

Damn near pissed himself.

Oh, so.

Come on.

What the fuck's all this?

Shut the fuck up and you won't get hurt.

Get in the car.

Get in the helmet.

Just get him in there.

Get in. Never mind.

Come on.

Let's go now.

Big mistake.

Using our name in vain. What the fuck
are you on about?

Spreading the word you were doing
business with us.

Like we'd even piss in your pot.

Any prayers to say?

Fuck you, Paddy.

If you were going to do anything
serious, you should have done it back

So why don't you do what you were told
to do?

Give me the verbals and piss off like
the belly go backwards.

I thought I told you to stick that watch
out.

She must have spoken to her sometime.

Or she could have phoned.

Oh, the IRA advertising yellow pages
now, do they? I'm just saying. Well,

fucking say I don't pay you. Say I pay
you, look after my missus, and so far

not getting my money's worth.

You're late.

Don't start.

I've had a shitty day.

I'm going to get a beer.

What happened?

Knocked me out getting into the car.

Let's have a look.

You need something on that?

Oh, don't fuss.

Bit old to be fighting, isn't she? I
told you it was an accident.

Yeah, you tell me a lot of things.
What's that supposed to mean?

Keep still.

My wife, the nurse.

So where were you tonight?

I was down at the club talking business
with George K.

By the way, Jonathan's left Laura.

Good riddance.

More than that, he's left the country.
She got a phone call from Toronto,

Canada.

Did you say something to him?

Like what?

You know, like what.

Did you hurt him?

I had a word.

That's all.

And the word being?

That if he ever raised a finger to Laura
again, he'd have me to answer to.

He won't be bothering her again.

Laura said he sounded scared.

Look, she's better off without him.
Terry.

That's all.

Well, thanks for all your help and
assistance last night, lads.

Sorry, Terry.

Terry, they snuck up on us.

And they were told up.

They get heavy with you.

I'd like to draw a veil over the events
of last night, if you don't mind. In

case I get too emotional.

Yeah.

What now?

Change of plan, lads.

We're going to prison.

Rosie.

What is it?

What do you think?

What do you want?

What do you think I want?

I'm a fool on a hill and leap.

All I want to be is a country boy.

Leave it out.

I hate that bloody cowboy shit.

Well, it's driver's choice.

If you don't like it, get out.

Head till halfway up in the sky. He
can't talk, but she knows why.

Why have you been staying away?

Don't, Alicia.

Too much pressure?

No, it's not that.

What if the police had seen us? I know.

I know.

That's nasty.

Your wife was here.

Do what?

Your wife.

She came here.

That's why I wanted to see you.

Why didn't you tell me?

What do you think I'm doing?

Why didn't you tell me on the phone?

Because if I did, you wouldn't have
come.

See? What do you mean, see?

You still love her, don't you? Don't be
stupid. What does she want?

I don't know. Don't know? What do you
mean you don't know? You must fucking

know. I mean I don't know. She wasn't
here more than a minute, forced her way

in, saw Rosie, looked at me like she
wanted me dead and then walked out.

She saw the kid? That's what I said.

She drove?

Someone drove her. Guy in a big car.

She doesn't matter. You can stay here
with us. You know it'd never work.

I'll be good for you. You know how good
I can make it for you. Oh, leave it,

Alicia.

You bastard. I'll fucking grow up.

You killed Preston for me. You shot him
so you could have me.

I shot him because he pulled a fucking
great gun on me. He was going to kill

You say.

Yeah, I do say.

He fucking deserved to die.

He was my husband.

Ex -husband and your marital status
never stopped you flashing your tits at

Neither did yours.

You want me.

You know you do.

Turn

that

fucking shit off.

Where to, Gus?

Just drive.

Canada? For God's sake, what's he going
to do in Canada?

I don't know, love.

Dad, isn't it?

Dad's running out of town.

He said not.

What did Jonathan say?

He was on the phone for about 30
seconds.

I said he wasn't coming back and I
should file for divorce.

He sounded scared stiff, Mum.

Like someone had a gun to his head.

Uh -huh.

Run on Mrs. Greenhorn.

Okay, yeah.

Everything all right, Andy?

Mr. Green wants to see me.

Seatbelt Andy.

What's this about, Terry?

Just wanted to kick about. That's all.
Go on, go away.

What's going on, Terry?

Make an effort, will you?

And what if I don't want to play?

Then it stops being a game.

I had a trial with West Ham when I was a
kid. Did you know that?

It never came to anything.

But for the first time in my life, I had
a chance. And that's what life's about.

Chances.

Chances and opportunities.

Some you grab and some you miss.

Better.

So I'm going to give you one last
chance, McKinley.

And if I was you, I'd grab it with both
hands.

So why don't you tell me my wife was
going down to Bristol?

Well?

I didn't, uh... You didn't want to what?
I didn't want to get her into trouble.

Now, is it me, or has the whole fucking
world gone crazy?

Now, remind me, who pays your wages?

You do. Oh, so you are still working for
me.

Because if you've got a problem with
that, we'll sort it out here and now.

So what the hell were you doing?

Driving my wife down to the West Country
to see the ex -wife of the guy I'm

accused of killing.

Don't you think that's slightly
disloyal? She asked me to. What could I

could have called me, told me.

Fuck me, McKinley, you ain't that
stupid, are you?

And what did she say afterwards?

She wanted to know if you'd killed him.

And? And I said it was self -defense.
And did she believe you? Seemed to.

And Morris, does she know I used her to
get to him?

So thanks to you, my wife knows I'm a
lying killer, that I got the victim's

pregnant, and I used her to get rid of
the only witness to my crime.

Don't you think that's a tad detrimental
to my marital status?

Not to mention the prospects of me
staying out of fucking prison.

What the fuck am I going to do with you,
McKinley?

Is it a red card or a yellow card?
Terry, Terry, I... I tell you what.

We'll have a penalty shootout.

You save this one.

And you're on probation.

You miss it.

And you're going for a walk in the
fucking woods.

Terry.

So it's probation then?

It's a good job you're wearing your
seatbelt.

And that's coming out of your fucking
wages.

I thought you said you were finished
with all this. Oh, don't nag, please,

I'm not nagging. It's conversation.

Anyway, why do you keep at it? It can't
be the excitement of being shot at.

We're not out of the woods yet, love.

I mean, that counterfeit money was used
to pay off investors.

Some bad debts.

We've got a long way to go until we're
on easy street.

Straight and narrow. That's what you
promised me.

One last deal.

Big one.

Do you remember when Mickey said he
could put something big our way? Your

not mine.

Seems he's got access to some top -class
heroin.

From Afghanistan.

A heroin deal?

You must be out of your tiny mind.

They'll throw away the key.

Only if we get caught.

Only if you get caught, you mean. Look,
I'm not over the moon about it myself.

But if you want me out of this business,
we've got to put together one last

deal.

Take the money and run.

What's that look for?

You've been thinking about this, haven't
you? It didn't just come out of the

blue.

Yeah, I suppose I have, yeah.

And you didn't by any chance get Mickey
Fox to pave the way for you?

Look, I don't want to spend the rest of
my life wondering if the next knock on

the door is from the bailiffs.

Yeah, but heroin.

That's big time.

You don't need me to tell you that.

Compared to four tons of cannabis.

True.

How would we get it into the UK?

I mean, how would you get it into the
UK?

Well, believe it or not, I've got a
plan.

Hi, Blackburn.

Dad?

Have you lost the plot or what?

We're professionals, Terry. Whereas I'm
just an enthusiastic amateur, I suppose.

Yeah, I meant professional as in members
of a profession.

I'm a solicitor.

Rich is a chartered accountant. We offer
advice. We don't get involved.

This is a one -off.

A straightforward investment.

You'll get your money back threefold
within a week. Terry, it's a drug deal.

Heroin, for God's sake.

How much money have you earned from me
in the last five years?

And where the fuck do you think that
money comes from?

You know damn well what pays your fees.

Now I've told you this is the last deal,
then it's over.

No more fees, no more retainers, no more
commission.

The fat lady will have sung.

I'm offering you the chance for one last
hurrah.

Wanker!

Gaza, image post two.

I didn't expect to see you again.

This is bigger than the other place.

Every cloud, eh?

Do you have any idea how much your
husband cost me, Mrs. Green?

That wasn't my idea, Zoran.

And anyway, it's nowhere near as much as
you're going to make on the deal I'm

proposing.

How do you feel about heroin?

You got it, then?

I'm not happy about being threatened, I
have to say.

Check it.

What do you want this for?

Mind your own business.

It's my money.

£300 ,000.

It's the business's money and I own half
the business.

Plus it's all that you've been creaming
off over the years.

Terry, that's not fair.

George, I couldn't give a fuck what's
fair and what's not fair.

They reckon asthma's brought on by
stress.

I've had it since I was a kid.

Fat, asthmatic and ugly.

What a pitiful fucking childhood you
must have had.

It's all there, Terry.

George, I know your wreck holds grass.

I know you gave up the cannabis deal and
I know you set up the beating in the

prison chair.

In fact, there's nothing I don't know.

Terry, I... Time to pay the piper.

You're taking yourself an early grave.
Coffee knocks your ears off your life.

Thanks for the advice, Tricia, but quite
frankly, I'm looking forward to the

rest. What's wrong, Mum?

Nothing, darling. I'm just tired, that's
all.

Is it Dad?

What makes you say that?

Where is he tonight?

Out. Business.

Yeah, right.

He's using you, Mum. You cook for him,
you clean for him, you let him into your

bedroom. Thank you, Tricia.

Oh, speak of the devil.

Hi, Tricia.

Oh, hi, Tricia.

Is she still mad at me?

Oh, you noticed?

Right, I'm off to bed.

Oh, you're not mad at me at all.

Jury's still out on that one.

Jonathan phoned again?

You thought about what he said?

The divorce?

I don't know. I just want to talk to
him.

Or talk to Lawrence Patterson.

See where you stand.

Divorce is going to be messy if you
don't get the right legal advice. Dad.

I'm just saying that if he's done a
runner, you've got to protect your

Yeah, maybe.

I'll think about it, all right?

Night. Night,

Mum.

Night.

How'd it go?

Asher and Patterson chipped in and I got
300 ,000 from George Coe.

Oh, blood out of a stone, eh?

Sort of, yeah.

Who are you going to sell the heroin to?

There's a North London firm that Mickey
and I did some business with a few years

ago. The governor's called Geoff
Donovan.

So it's cash -on delivery all round.

We're going to do it, Sam.

Fuck you.

You haven't a clue what he's up to, have
you?

You and the job. Do you want to talk
about this or not?

Soon to be former Chief Inspector Welsh.

This poor surveillance, it has to be
said.

As soon as he needs privacy, he sells
you a dummy.

I am on my own.

The reason Terry Green is on his way to
Spain with his missus and Andy McKinley

is he's setting up the mother of all
heroin deals.

You know, how the hell do you think of a
man on the inside?

Why don't you take this to the drug
squad yourself?

I'm starting to wonder how you made it
to Chief Inspector, Raquel.

You're on his payroll.

He's got you in his claws and you want
out.

I get rid of Green and you're off the
hook.

Maybe I'm talking to the wrong cop. No
way.

Okay, then.

Will we handle things my way or not at
all?

First,

you keep well clear of Green and his
associates.

Carrying the way you're doing will spook
him.

Okay.

You wait for my say -so.

Then you come down on him like a ton of
bricks.

Hidden in the panels of that work is a
million pounds.

Queen's using that to fund a heroin deal
in Spain.

Street value of five million pounds.

It'll be back in the UK in two days.

Says who?

I've got a man on the inside.

Jeff Donovan, gangster of this parish.

That's who Green's fixed up to sell the
heroin to.

You're on suspension, Frank.

Well, get me unsuspended.

It's just major.

Without me, it'll turn to shit.

You know?

Father Paul.

Mickey.

Terry.

Nobody don't wait.

Not as much as you.

You're looking good, Sam.

Playing sushi, Mickey?

I don't have much choice.

Come and meet Oscar.

Have you got the money, then? When do we
see the stuff?

Tomorrow.

Do you fancy a night in the town?

No, thanks, Mickey. I thought we'd take
Sam out for a meal.

Nice.

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Thanks. For what?

For the meal.

For bringing me along.

It's almost like our time, isn't it?

Dinner, champagne, room -lit walk.

Bed. You've got a one -track mind, Terry
Green.

Do you want to go inside?

What? Me, Fox?

Let's talk about me having a one -track
mind. I mean, do you want to have a look

around, that's all?

Yeah, come on.

So what did you wish for?

That's birthday candles you fall.

You don't make wishes in a church.

You ask for forgiveness.

Anything you want to confess?

Not without my brief present.

Same old Terry.

Are you being honest with me, Tell?

About what?

Wrong answer.

You're either honest or you're not.

It's like being pregnant.

No half measures.

Always with the trick questions.

Always with the evasive answers.

I'm being upfront.

You know I killed Snow, don't you?

You also know about Alicia.

She didn't mean anything to me.

I'm not even sure the kid's mine.

It's got your eyes.

You shouldn't have lied to me, Terry.

Maybe if you'd told me the truth.

It was in self -defense.

Of course it was.

And Morrison, too, eh? I bet that was
self -defense.

And what about George K?

They tried to kill me. Who?

Snow, Morrison or Kay.

Give us a break.

I went round to see him.

Paying off getting off my back.

Who do you think you are, eh?

Who the fuck do you think you are? He
told me I owed him the money.

Seen as how I'd stolen his wife.

It was bollocks.

But I figured paying was the easiest way
to get him off my back.

Is that it?

Ten grand.

It was as high as a kite. He pulled a
gun.

I grabbed for it and it went off.

And then he started running around the
room like a headless chicken.

Finally stopped running and I went to
see what state he was in.

He was alive.

I went to call him. an ambulance and he
had another gun hidden in the bedroom.

Then he blew my head off.

Believe me, Sam, I had no choice.

It was self -defense.

So why are you telling me this now?

Make a new start.

New life.

I'm a changed man, Sam.

It's me.

It's four o 'clock in the morning.

Fuck you very much. Do you want this or
not? No, no, no. It's all right.

Go on. What's happened?

The vans have arrived back in the UK.

Coming off the ferry now.

What about Terry Green?

Got back yesterday. Flew into Heathrow.
Why the bloody hell didn't you tell me

they were coming?

Because I don't want you spooking them.

They've got several vans and my snout's
not sure which one of them Harold's in.

But he does know where they're divvying
the gear up tomorrow.

Where? When he calls me, I'll call you.
Till then, you keep your head down.

What's the matter? Can't you sleep?

I'll be glad when this is over.

Yeah.

Oh, I wouldn't miss it for the world.

You've changed, have you?

Yeah.

You're the one who changed me.

You okay?

No, they're real.

What the hell's this, Terry?

I didn't want any nasty surprises.

You don't mind, do you?

Well, that's about you and your boy skip
through first, then, eh?

I was going to call my mom.

Okay.

Yeah. Now I'm very pleased.

This is where I'll pull out a shooter,
because I'm going to take the money and

the drugs.

Bang.

Gotcha.

Terry. Yeah.

Sam. Sam Jeff Donovan.

Meanest bastard north of the river.

Second meanest.

Can't make the missus, have you?

But don't tell her I said that, please.

So where's the gear, then?

Well, come on, then.

We've all got homes to go to.

Chop, chop.

That's it.

Ladies and gentlemen, be seated.

Leave it handy. Come on. Come on. What
the fuck is going on?

You are... You are fucking dead.

Jesus Christ! Fuck me, I thought we were
dead.

You were the bastard.

Come on, boy, get over there. You're
doing it faster.

Come on, boy, why did you stand there?

Hello, Till.

Now, I know you're probably not a very
happy bunny right now, but believe me,

a month or two, you will see the funny
side of it.

To be honest, all I'm really doing is
taking what's mine.

Twenty -odd years of wife and mother.

You owe me, Terry Green.

And anyway, I think I deserve a nice
little holiday in the sun.

So that's where I'm going.

Me, Trish, and Laura.

I'm not hiding.

I know you can find me if you want to.

But if you do come looking, it better be
with a smile on your face.

Because I've got enough evidence to see
you inside for a very, very long time.

And it's all tucked away in a nice
little safety deposit box.

So you be nice, yeah?

You shouldn't have lied to me, Tal.

But you won't do it again, will you?

See ya.

I'll treat you.

She's superintendent in Black Dock. As I
live and breathe.

Where is she?

Mrs. Green.

Hello, Blackie. Sam.

There you go.

Cheers.

And they say crime doesn't pay.

I don't know what you do, actually. Not
anymore.

The wages are thin.

Couldn't have done it without you,
Becky.

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