All language subtitles for Bulletproof S02E04.eng

Do you wanna work with us
or not? Make up your mind.

Mikey hired Yustmanov to kill Brandon.

But he's double A-cat in
Belmarsh and won't talk.

Why did you wait until
now to kill this deal?

Because you have forgotten your place.

They've moved the girls
and are still doing a deal.

Armed police!

Thanks for coming back.

Reckon we made the right choice?

I dunno, but we're in trouble.

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They'll be here. They've just
got to stay under the radar.

- Yo. Yo!
- What?

Just ease off. We're here.

And miss the opportunity of watching
you suffer? Why would I do that?

Which radar's that, exactly?

Know why this is called a car park?

'Cos you don't spin cars. You park them!

What about this? Why are you holding on?

Listen. Stop being a baby.

You're a baby.

Sorry, ma'm.

Sir.

- We made sure we weren't followed.
- Come on, boys, please.

So what makes you think you've got
the right to disobey Dutch police

on their own territory?

You assisted your target
on evading capture.

Had I not pulled strings, you'd
still be in a Dutch prison.

We've got Alex's confidence now.

Oh. What are you gonna do?
Flog him a pyramid scheme?

Sir, we're in.

Get any closer to Mikey, my
dick would be in his pocket.

You can't pull us out now.

The Markides have a multi-billion-pound
trafficking operation

and we're about to get the keys.

Give us some more time.

One week. One week, you bring me
something tangible or I shut you down.

Am I making myself clear?

- Yes?
- Yeah.

Yeah.

Your badges are on the line, you've
just been given a little more rope.

Don't hang yourselves.

Did she say "hanging"?

Yeah. Not a phrase I would
use around black people.

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20 years since I last
run from the police.

- Things go wrong sometimes, Uncle.
- Not my ideas!

And if it wasn't for your friends
here, I'd be in prison now.

Alex, you had no reason
to be involved at all.

This was our thing and you come
and you smash it with a hammer.

I'm taking a trip back
to Ni'cosia in a few days.

- You will do nothing until I return.
- I got shit to do, man.

I said nothing!

From now on, you don't make a
single move without me knowing.

You hear me?

A token of my appreciation. Hm.

Loyalty's becoming something
to cherish in this family.

See yourselves out.

I'm off to relax.

Well, he's fucking nuts if he thinks
I'm gonna sit here and do nothing.

What are we doing here?

Expanding.

Come on!

Come on!

Knock him out!

What did I say? That old fucking
guy ain't gonna stop me making moves.

What, you're gonna become a
bareknuckle fighter now, yeah?

No, man. You see that fella over there?

The one with a weak
jaw and the slow feet?

No, the one he's fighting
for. That's Matlock.

He's an arms dealer,
mainly North London.

- But you can get guns.
- Yeah, but not on his level.

His supplier can get anything you want.

That's why I'm gonna sit down with
him. I'm getting my own pipeline.

- Yes, Matlock. How much have you lost this time?
- Fuck you, Markides.

I tell you what. How about this?

Little stack hedge on the
next fight. Winner takes all.

Just to, you know, get us warmed up.

I'm not here to gamble, mate.

Oh, right. You want to place an order.

'Cos I've, er...

I've got some pretty heavy-duty
kit coming down the pipe.

No, I'm good, man. I just...

I wanna speak to your
supplier. Hook me up with him.

My sup...

Hang on. So you want ME to
cut myself out of my own deal?

I'm just doing what my uncle said.

My guy is very...

you know...

- He's low-key.
- All right.

- Just hook me up with him, and...
- Mikey, read my lips.

I cannot help you. Right?

- Fuck this. Come on.
- No. No, no, no. Listen.

It's cool. He likes to gamble, yeah?

Yeah.

Right...

- Listen, Matlock.
- What do you want?

How about me against your guy?

You what?

We win, you hook Mikey up.

You lose, we'll give you 20 bags.

20 grand?

That's a... that's a lot of...

Yeah, fuck it. Why not?

Yeah? Cool.

- Do you know what you're doing?
- Come on, how am I gonna lose?

You know me.

You did what?

Look, Mikey said Matlock
is a guns dealer, bro.

We need to see where this leads.

What are you doing?

If you get knocked out, I'm
shooting the whole place up.

You've got no faith in me. I
ain't gonna lose. Take that.

Out the way.

You good?

Come on!

Come on!

Get back in there.

Are you good?

Don't let him back!

Right now!

That's it.

You got him!

I told you, bruv. Come on.

That's what I'm talking about!
That's what I'm talking about!

What sort of wanker
drinks coffee pods anyway?

You don't really think he'll
shut down Park and Bishop, do you?

- Well, you know what angry little men are like.
- Exactly.

That's why we need to firm up
the evidence against the Markides.

- Find their accountant, Tanis Sioftanos.
- Can try.

Great.

Oi oi! Ma'm, you're gonna want
to kiss me when you hear this.

I'll try to restrain myself.

Mikey's favourite hitman
Yustmanov is willing to talk.

The reality of life inside
spun his nuts. He wants a deal.

Which means we could get
Mikey on conspiracy to murder.

Are you hoping if we get Mikey
and Elena, they'll flip on Alex?

Bishop says things between them are
frayed, so they could turn on him.

Thing about criminals is,
they all talk eventually.

- Get to it.
- Yep.

My supplier, goes by the name Reppas42,

he floats in the dark web,

which means he can get
his hands on anything,

anything from pistols to
fucking ArmaLites, you name it.

- Yeah, go on.
- I put in an order and I pay for it using Bitcoin.

Stuff gets dropped off. Whole
thing... totally anonymous.

That's sick. How do I meet him?

Meet him? You don't, Mikey.

No-one does.

He's a ghost.

I told you before, he
likes to keep it low-key.

That's it? Place an order.

See for yourselves.

- Reppas42? Is he fucking joking me?
- Cool down, cool down.

I know some boys that are into all this.

I'll get them to do some digging.

If you two find this Reppas42,

I'm gonna see you right for life.

Do you understand me?

- Yeah.
- Yeah, man.

Listen, there is no way we can
let him run a pipeline of guns.

Nah, we're not gonna do
that. Do I look stupid?

- Well, I would say...
- Don't answer that.

Let him think he's doing it.
But we run a gun deal upstairs,

we might just save our jobs.
And we get Mikey for gun running.

- That's true. That's smart.
- I've been telling you.

Haven't I been telling you?

Hold on.

Hello?

Yeah, this is Donna's dad.

All right. I'll be there soon.

- Whoa whoa!
- I've got to get to Donna's school.

What's happening?

What sports are you
into, exactly, Mr Pike?

Curling.

Well, I'm sorry to pull you away,

but Donna was feeling poorly.

- We left mum a message.
- That's OK.

- How you feeling now, baby?
- Definitely better than you!

I'm so sorry, sweetie. You OK?

- What are you doing here?
- Well, I just... You know.

- What happened to your face?
- Curling.

I lay a plate for you every
night for supper, hoping...

- Ah, babe, come on.
- Don't "babe" me.

The kids were going
crazy. They miss you.

- I need my husband.
- You know I'm fully in it right now.

In what? I need you at home with me.

- Yeah?
- Yeah. Not in some case.

I don't care about your
silly crime bosses somewhere.

First of all, it's not silly, all right?

I'm trying to make the world a better
place for my kids to grow up in.

- I'm trying my best.
- Yeah, so am I.

Is Daddy coming home for dinner tonight?

No, sweetie.

He's going to have a
takeaway with his friends.

Trouble, man.

- Yeah?
- Mm.

- Good, yeah?
- Good, bro.

- Let me just try one!
- No! Please, man.

Oh, my God! Remember when we
used to eat this all the time?

Yeah. Matter of fact, you still do now,

I've seen all the boxes
all over your yard.

Those boxes are from other
people leaving them there.

Other people? What other people?

- Girls an' that.
- Girls and that? What's "and that"?

You investigate what
I do in my spare time?

- That's exactly what I'm doing!
- I'm just saying.

- Why are you pumping out your chest and that?
- Yo!

Hey.

- Whoa! You look better.
- Yeah, thanks, bro.

Anyway, why you got us here?

As I said, once I placed
the order with Reppas,

I got a WhatsApp from a burner,

saying I ordered a Vudoo.

- Shit, you're bleeding!
- I'm good, I'm good.

It's just a scratch, all right?

- Go on, then.
- You go!

You think I'm going in
there with this? You mad?

The things I do for this job.

What you say? We good?

We're good.

We did low-end stuff
so as not to alert him.

Most of the numbers burnt off.

But some did leave a
trace that we can follow.

Refashioned starter pistol. The
type they used to use in the races.

There's a few of them here.

This brand was mostly
supplied to the southeast.

Good. Can we narrow it down?

This old beauty is a Thomas Horsley.

It was stolen in a burglary
in Kent, near Canterbury.

We cross-referenced similar gun thefts,

and they all lead back
to the same area in Kent.

We searched nearby racetracks.

Less than five miles
away is a greyhound track

that used to use the exact same pistols.

We reckon that's where Reppas is.

- Where would Pike and Bishop be without you lot, eh?
- I know.

Good work.

Yeah, I'm impressed. How
did you know he was in Kent?

He runs a tight ship, but his
delivery service is sloppy, man.

Well, you sniff him out
and give him my offer.

I want in on his business.

- And use a family name, if you've got to get over the line.
- All right.

You OK, yeah?

Just a bit of pest control
I need to take care of.

Some people don't know the
meaning of the word "loyalty",

know what I mean?

Anyone in particular?

You'll see.

- Thank you for keeping me informed.
- Mm-hm.

Mikey's heading for a cliff,

and without the father around,

unfortunately I'm left to
make sure he doesn't fall off.

You didn't think he was just
gonna sit around at home?

Of course.

He may be a clown, but
he's an ambitious clown.

And a potentially dangerous one.

I want you to keep an eye on him.

- Let him get on with his little plan.
- OK.

I'll step in when I have to.

My trip to Cyprus.

Why don't you join me?

I have some business with the
new chief of police to handle.

Come to Cyprus? Really?

What? You look surprised!

Just excited, man,
that's all. Sounds good.

Besides, I'll enjoy
showing you my family home.

That's a sick house, man.

Good news. Now, this is Yustmanov...

... on the seg wing Lee
Cross Prison earlier... today.

He wants a transfer. He
wants a sentence reduction.

We'll play ball if and only if he
gives us enough to put Mikey away.

- Oh, thank fuck for that.
- Yes, indeed.

Now, where are we at
with this arms deal?

Pike and Bish are on it now.

Oh, well, things are
looking up, Tanner, eh?

Maybe they'll live to fight another day.

Yes! Yes!

- Ma'm, he really is...
- Yes, he really is.

Why is my one the last...

Bunch of mutts, man.

Going to Cyprus, yeah?

We're one of the family now, innit?

No. Alex just wants
me out there as backup

for his new police chief.

That's probably why Mikey's
getting so jumpy, innit?

Talking shit to me today
about loyalty and all that.

Mikey doesn't even know about the trip.

Alex didn't wanna tell him 'cos he knows

if Mikey shows up, he's
gonna be a liability.

You like him, don't you?

- Alex.
- Who? What?

You know what I mean, bro.

Listen, bro, I'm a police officer.

Yeah? So whether I like the
guy or not is irrelevant.

Bottom line is, he's going down.

- Down where?
- No, no, not down here.

I meant as a...

- Hey, that's the manager.
- Yeah.

She could point us in
the right direction.

- Karen, there's two guys here to see you.
- OK.

You wanted to see me?

Yes. Hello. We had a business proposal

we wanted to put forward to
one of your clients, Reppas42.

Unless that's the name of a dog,

I'm afraid I can't help.

I believe he's one of
your regular buyers.

It's actually that owner
who deals with sales.

So can we talk to the owner, then?

- I can ask.
- Yes, please.

- Why are you talking like that?
- When you talk extra polite like that

and raise your octaves, it
makes people do what you say.

- Sounds stupid, man.
- I'm telling you.

We should go.

He asked if you could
come back this evening.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

- See?
- You might be right.

I AM right.

What's this, lads? A welcome party?

More of a send-off.

Are you Reppas?

You ain't got no business here.

Well, you don't know what
we're offering. Not interested.

Go home. Or get hurt.

Ain't that right, lads?

Have a nice evening.

Nice guys.

- Did you notice the ink?
- Mm-hm.

Yo. Update. What we got?

Dagger tattoo. It's from the Marines.

My dad was a commando.
He had the same one.

Hoo-ra!

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

Well, he certainly
looked the part.

That's why Tanner wants
to stay out with you.

Ask her not to worry.

All right, boys, we're not
far out. We'll see you soon.

Yo, Jonesy, what you got?

Ben Woodall. Wounded in Afghanistan.
Honourable discharge with PTSD.

Has he got a sleeve?

Arrested for inciting violence

at a peace rally to
celebrate war vets.

Violence at a rally for war vets!

- Not much of a team player.
- A lot of these guys come home angry.

It's hard to readjust.

Check the employment records for
his unit after leaving the force.

OK. One of his unit currently works
at a place called ZDM Engineering.

It's a gearbox factory about
ten miles from the stadium.

That gave them every tool
they need to pull guns.

Get on the phone to local police.

We don't have enough proof.

Even if we called local
police, they'd scare him away.

- What we thinking, then?
- I'm thinking we're going first,

get the proof ourselves.

Nice.

You jealous you're gonna miss
out on all the fun, Jonesy?

Nah, mate. I've just
got a Chinese on the way.

That reminds me. I'm gonna
get something from the machine.

Can I get a protein bar?

Yeah. Get me a bar of
chocolate as well, man.

- And some crisps.
- Yeah. I need crisps as well. Frazzles.

Hold on, what is this? What
am I, Django or something?

You know the rules.

Whoever goes to the machine first
is the person who gets the round in.

- Yeah? So, are you still going?
- Yeah, I'm going.

All right, get me a drink, man.

Yo, Tizer! Tizer! Did
he hear that? Tizer!

What is wrong with these machines?

Yo. One two. One two.

Come on, man!

Are you trying to start another fight?

Well, I fancy my chances with this one.

Stealing my money, man!

Look, Pike, about Amsterdam.

We kissed as part of the job.

- It doesn't have to mean anything.
- It's cool.

- Yeah?
- Yeah.

- We were just doing what was required.
- Mm.

- And it was quick thinking on your part.
- Mm.

So...

Some people have no
idea what we go through.

That's why we stick together.

- We get it.
- We do.

I better get that.

Yes ma'am. We're just
outside the factory.

We're going in.

- Good?
- Yep.

Basic alarm system. Easy to navigate.

And there's no sign of life.

All right. Let's go, then.

Good luck.

Yo.

- There's a lot of guns, bro.
- A lot of guns, bro.

You need to see this.

Yo.

I've been doing the
push-ups like you said.

Look.

Yeah, you got one as well.

Glock 19s.

15 rounds, 9mm dumdum bullets.

The kind we use in theatre.

You really should have gone home.

I've got to hand it to you boys.

You've really turned your basic
training into transferable skills.

Yeah, but to give back
to the community, man.

We've given enough.

Fireball from an IED.

Pretty, eh?

Let's just pop them,
sarge. They've got to go.

Not yet.

We don't know what kind
of trail they've left.

These are police.

I can smell it.

Boys, listen.

You know if you spend
too long in the dark,

eventually someone will come
along and shine a light on you.

Go!

Let's go.

This might surprise
you, but I'm out of ammo.

- Give me a clip.
- Haven't got one.

Let's go.

Guns?

They're fucking empty!

Come on.

Yo...

Don't move.

Freeze!

No surrender.

Don't do it, then.

He was never gonna come quietly, Pike.

Some people just want to
be put out of their misery.

I know, but...

... he used to be one of the good ones.

The type of violence they've seen...

Changes people.

Shit! Slug!

- You all right?
- Yeah.

- Yo, Bish, Bish.
- Yo?

Try and see if you can get eyes on him.

Want me to stand up and have a look?

Yeah! Try and use your phone, man.

- Top-floor window of the tower.
- Good. Let's go.

- Bro, we need to get over there somehow.
- How are we going to do that?

Cover fire, innit? You go.

- You want me to run over there?
- Yeah.

Go on.

All right, all right.

- Ready?
- Yeah.

Three. Two. One.

Get down!

He's on the move!

- Whoa!
- Halt! Police!

Throw down the weapon.

Now turn around slowly.

- You're Reppas?
- Well done, boys.

Got there in the end.

Whoa! You've got to see this.

3D printers.

Put them together like Lego, and boom!

One untraceable, undetectable weapon.

- But they look like plastic.
- That's 'cos they are.

And the technology's
improving all the time.

We're gonna be dealing with
these a lot in the next few years.

Sooner than you think.

Looks like they've
already been distributed.

Decorated sapper.

Served two tours in
Iraq, one in Afghanistan.

Officer Haleton, could you spell
"reppas" backwards for me, please?

S-A-P-P-E-R.

Sapper.

Reppas42. 24 Commando Royal Engineers.

That's you, isn't it, Karen?

How did it come to
this, eh? A gun factory?

That's a far cry from
serving for Queen and country,

Fuck Queen and country.

You can't know what it's like,
so don't try to empathise with me.

I've spent years on the street
being ignored by the people

whose lives I fought for,

who my friends died for.

That's the real crime. I gave
everything for my country.

All for a leg full of shrapnel

and an army pension when I get to 60.

Double win, eh?

And you've got the nerve to
ask me about Queen and country.

I wanna to raise a glass...

Andre, Tyrone, my beautiful boys.

All right. Cheers.

Cheers, brother.

This is how it's gonna go
down. I'm the new Reppas now.

Matlock's given me all his
customers. We run the operation,

and then ker-ching...

That'll make a lot of noise,
enough for your uncle, too.

Oh, my uncle, my uncle, uncle. I
don't fucking care, man, all right?

- I'm just saying, man.
- I told you, I'm moving up on my own.

I've just dealt with a problem.
Let's celebrate, man. It's all good.

- OK?
- Yeah, man.

- Cool. Cheers.
- Cheers.

Ma'm, I think you should put
a call in to Lee Cross Prison.

Sounds like Mikey's
making a move on Yustmanov.

No, we've already signed the deal.

We're going to interview
him this afternoon.

No, this afternoon will be too late.

He's on seg wing on a 24-hour lockdown.

He has exercise alone and
he has food in his cell.

I'm just saying, whatever
Mikey's planning to do,

sounds like he's activated already.

So you might as well get one
of the units to check it out.

Don't drive too fast.

Don't think. Put your foot down.

Yustmanov.

Can you grab that for me?

Thanks.

This way.

Oh, shit.

Check the CCTV. You won't find
anything, but do it anyway.

Yeah.

Ma'm, what I don't understand

is how a prisoner under
24-hour surveillance

gets shot in the face.

Preliminary ballistics
show plastic residue.

It's got to be them 3D guns, the
ones that Reppas was shifting,

- Mikey.
- Yeah.

Never kills anyone. Gets
people to do it for him.

He acts like a fool. He's
smarter than we thought.

- I suppose we've run out of time with Cotteridge?
- Maybe not.

Oh, Alex. Are you sure you don't
want me to come to Cyprus with you?

I would love to see your brother.

No, no. It should be straightforward.

Besides, I have Andre with
me if anything gets tricky.

Um, I didn't know he was going.

You didn't ask, Michael.

Mum, I'm telling you,
ever since Amsterdam,

Andre's been all round Alex. There's
something not right about him.

And now he's going to our fucking home!

It's fine. It's OK. Alex is...
He's just lonely, that's it.

I don't care. I'm telling
you he's a wrong 'un.

Michael... You brought him in.

Look, just leave...

Leave it with me, OK?
I'm gonna dig around.

I'm gonna find out about him.

This is Tanis Sioftanis.

He's been the Markides'
accountant for over 20 years.

We've not been able to
locate him until now.

He's in Cyprus.

So if anyone knows how the
Markides launder their money,

And if anyone knows where the
bodies are buried, it's him.

Cyprus... So what's your plan?

Well, Alex has invited me over there.

I'm gonna try and pressure Sioftanis,

and see if he can go on record.

If I still have my job...

Wait... You're gonna go over
there completely on your own,

in their backyard?

They own the island. You make
a phone call, they're listening.

We're unable to contact Cypriot
police, because guess what?

They own them too.

A suicide, if you ask me.

I'll get him.

Yo.

You gonna be OK without me, yeah?

Yeah, man. I've got Alex.

Alex?

What is it?

Does he have a sense of
humour when I'm not there?

I don't know. I don't
think he would smile

if he found a pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.

Wherever you go... you know I follow.

Yeah, man.

If anyone tries to kill
you, I'll break 'em up.

Come on, man.

Elena Markides is checking
out Bishop's legend online.

Might just be a coincidence.

So you've heard of Tanis Sioftanos?

- Who is he?
- Mikey's accountant.

We find him and get him
to talk, we can flip him.

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