All language subtitles for THE GOLD (2023) - S01E03 - THE CONSEQUENCES ARE MINE (1080P AMZN WEB-DL X265 GHOST)

Here is £26 million
worth of pure gold

in the possession of people
who didn't expect to have it.

The only way the gold
turns into money

is if they manage to sell it
back into the market.

It's not hard
to shift a bar, Kenny,

but what you're talking
about, that's a different level.

You need a team to do it.

You need paperwork
for every stage.

You need a lot of people
looking the other way.

And the people
you're talking about,

the ones that come
from something,

we're gonna need one of them.

I should take 25%

to clean it
through a Swiss bank account.

I can handle a million a week.

- Brian Reader. You sure?
- 100%, sir.

Something's going on in Kent.

How long to catch them?

Hmm, a month.

Two at the most.

Come on! Come on!

There we go.

Move! Come on!

There we go. Fast. Fast.

Move. Move. Move. Move.

0950: Brian Reader arriving
at the home of Kenneth Noye.

Did you get him?

No, not clearly.

I'll get him on the way back.

Got him.

It appears we've found
the first link in the chain.

Kenneth Noye has the gold.

Brian Reader is moving it.

If we can prove that,
then we can move on

to more interesting areas
like our gold merchant.

Tell us about the house.

Wish I could, sir.

Couldn't see much.

Security?

Camera on the gates.

Couple of dogs chained up.
Nothing significant.

Right, let's speak
to air support,

get some aerials,
pull the land records,

and check on the neighbours.

Oh, And we have this tracker
for a week

before Belfast notices
it's gone.

Let's see where Reader's going.

Oh. I'm getting goosebumps.

He's like--he's like
Wellington, Waterloo,

you know, in the--

Cheers, fellas.

What's this, then?

Tenerife.

We leave on Friday. Two weeks.

- I can't.
- You can.

I'm not finished.

You can't live like this, John.

You're working every night
breathing in God knows what,

then driving half asleep
to every market in England.

- You're gonna kill yourself.
- We're going on holiday!

Yeah, so I hear.

Can you read it to me?

- No.
- Please?

I said no, all right?

Hey.

Your daddy's tired,
okay, sweetheart?

You go on up.

I'll come read it to you.

Yeah?

Whatever it is,
it can wait two weeks.

♪

Sir?

We're having a little difficulty

with the land records
for Noye's house, sir.

Course you are.

They were placed
under the Official Secrets Act.

- When?
- 1942.

If Reader doesn't
go to bed soon,

we'll be clocked.

If we haven't been already.

We've been here too long.

He's got to go up at some point.

They'll be playing
the bloody anthem soon.

We can't wait that long.

Let's do it on the move.

♪

That was gravy, that was, son.

♪

Noye owns 20 acres
from here to here.

Somewhere in there are
three underground bunkers

used by intelligence agents

before they were dropped
over France.

Officially,
they were sealed in 1945.

But if Noye's found them,

one can imagine
he's put them to use.

The gold is either here

or being brought here
in batches.

They knock off
the serial numbers,

then move it on.

We just need to follow Reader

to find out where it goes.

We'll set up surveillance
points here and here.

Fordham, you tell me
what you need.

Brightwell,
get yourself a spanner.

Mm-hmm.

Your phones back on, then?

They've not been off.

Really?

Why'd you ask?

Yeah.

He was kosher. British Telecom.

♪

Let's change things up.

What are you doing
with that, then?

I'm trying
not to do anything, Nic.

I don't want to be the copper
who loses his own wheel

in a pursuit.

Here we go.

♪

Suspect two leaving.

Unit one, tracker live.

Unit one, proceed with caution.

Unit two to control.
What are our orders, sir?

Back to HQ,
and stay off the frequency.

He's taken us
around the houses here, sir.

Then he's wary. Hang back.

Oh, shit.

Contact.

Did he see you?

Possible.

Let's see where he's going.

Heading south on Alma Road,
sir, back into town.

He can't have much
left in the tank.

That's a train station.

Huh, switching it up.

- Clever boy.
- Huh.

How about a bit
of shopping, Tone?

Ain't it your missus' birthday?

I've already got her a patio.

You got her a what?

She likes patios... I think.

What chance have we got
when blokes like you

buy us patios for our birthdays?

Unit two, how far are you
from Reigate Station?

Unit two, ten minutes away.

We just went past the tunnel.

Unit two,
Reader's switching to a train.

Get on it.

Yes, sir.

You can have a lot of fun
on a patio.

Shut up.

My lot, they broke their backs

working these docks, Mr. Cooper.

Now we own the lot of them.

How long for planning?

Sorted out enough councillors
to get it down to a few weeks.

I'll set up the sale.

Shame, though, eh?

Not to see it through.

The money has to keep moving.

Besides, you had
the vision, Gordon.

Anything that happens
down here now,

you started it.

That should be
a source of pride.

We used to come mudlarking
down here when we were kids.

Dig around at low tide.

We'd find teeth, bones,

bits of old pottery.

One day, we thought
we'd go out west,

thought we'd have a dig around
in the mud at Chelsea.

Do you know what we found,
Mr. Cooper?

Coins.

Jewellery.

One lad, he found
a silver cigar box.

That's how deep it goes
in this city, Mr. Cooper.

The divide.

It's in the mud.

Edwyn.

You can call me Edwyn.

See you later, Mr. Cooper.

♪

It looks like we have
our next link.

John Palmer.

Decent little record for fraud,
director of a gold trader,

owner of jewellery shops
across the West Country.

This is our compromised
gold merchant?

I should say so, yeah.
They've just filed their VAT.

Previous quarter saw
an income of £82,000.

This quarter was 6 million.

- Why'd they report it?
- Well, they have to.

The bullion merchants
reports the purchase,

the accounts have to match.

But this is all we can see

without letting them know
we're looking.

You need court orders
for anything else.

Well, we would.

But if they're paying VAT,
they could be inspected.

Fancy a trip to Bristol?

Him?

I do a little amateur
dramatics, if that helps.

I shouldn't have thought so.

Hmm, don't know.

You've not seen my Fagin.

Just get us what comes next.

I will. I will.

Okay, no more big drops.

Too risky.

Jesus, Kenny.

We're changing it, right?

Smaller deposits,
different banks, okay?

And you'll drive yourself.

I've got to keep
my head down, Jeannie.

Are you taking the piss?

And don't break the speed limit.

Well, not much chance of that.

Five banks, five drops.

Okay?

That's a lot of money, Kenny.

Yeah.

And I could do with an holiday.

When you get to my age,
you need a bit of sun

to cover the cracks.

Well, not long now, Jeannie,
and we'll all be on holiday.

It's all there.

This is--it's quite the year
you guys are having, innit?

Yeah, it's feast
and famine, this game.

Where are you selling it?

Domestic trade.

Where are you sourcing it?

Uh, Constantino Precious Metals.

It's in Hatton Garden.

There's the importation license.

Thanks.

It comes in
through a licensed importer.

And we buy it in bulk
under the margins,

clean it up, sell it on.

Ain't difficult.

Have you--

have you been there?

Where?

Sierra Leone.

He makes cowboy films, don't he?

Yes.

According to this,
you're sourcing the gold

from a single mine in--

in Sierra Leone.

I wouldn't know
about that, mate.

I left school awful early,
you see?

- So I keep life simple.
- Mm.

I buy gold for cheap,
and then I sell it.

And I pay my VAT.

Now, can I interest you

in a little bit of sparkle
for the missus?

Look at that.

♪

Thanks for your time.

♪

♪

I want out, John.

I think that's what's
called a moot point, Garth.

You can call it what you want.

I'm done.

This thing,

it's a poison
that's passing through us.

We got to keep on going
until it's gone.

And then we'll see what kind
of life we've got left.

My nerves are shot to pieces.

Yeah, well,

your nerves weren't great
to start with, to be fair.

We've got to finish it.

When the gold's gone,
when the money's gone,

that's the finish line.

All we can do

is run a little faster.

190,000.

No, there's 200 grand
there, sweetheart.

No, there's not,

unless you dropped one of these.

♪

Shit.

Reported it to who?

The Old Bill.

You what?

I panicked a bit.

A bit?

I thought someone might
hand it in.

It's posh down there.

That's what posh folk do.
They hand things in.

Jesus Christ.

I didn't want you to think
I'd nicked it.

I wish you had nicked it!

I wish you'd nicked
the bloody lot of it!

Well, they won't know
it's yours.

Yes, but Jeannie,

they're a lot closer
to knowing that

than they were this morning.

Sorry, Kenny.

- Let's just leave it.
- Leave--

Well, that might
not be our decision.

Sierra Leone?

It's smarter than it sounds.

See, Sierra Leone
has a lot of gold

and a government who'll sell it
to anyone who will pay for it.

So long as Palmer has
that piece of paper saying

that a licensed importer
is buying it over there,

then the chain
holds up in court.

Now, we know the gold's not
coming from that mine, right,

which suggests to me
there is no mine.

You've just got to prove it.

This job is using up
every favour I've got.

There was something else
which I found interesting.

Palmer can't read.

Hmm, this is
a right old lump, John.

It ain't pretty.

I'll have to mark it down.

Quite right.

How's the family?

They're all right.

Mm.

Going on holiday, apparently.

- Ah.
- Yeah.

- I'm away myself soon.
- Oh, yeah?

Yeah.

India for a month,
to see the family.

A month?

Don't worry.

I'll get someone else
around here to look after you.

I'll see you
before you go, mate.

One last lump.

Brightwell.

You're going to Sierra Leone.

I've had a word with Five.

They're gonna find someone
to keep an eye on you.

Five?

That's--he means--that's MI5,
isn't it?

Oh, Christ.

It's all gone a bit
"Tinker Tailor," this.

I'll tell him
I won't go without you.

Sit down.

Do you know how I got here, sir?

Hendon, Hackney,

then blackmailed your super
into promotion.

Blackmail is a little harsh.

You're not going.

You can't send my partner
and not me.

It's too dangerous.

Well, if this job
ain't dangerous,

you're not doing it right.

You'd be flying into a country

that's corrupt from head to toe.

It's a failing state
and heading for civil war.

Is that a situation
that would scare you, Jennings?

No, sir.

It would fucking terrify me.

You can't send my partner
and not me.

It's not right.

Don't drink the water.

It's good they found it.

We don't know if they found it.

All we know is that
they want you in there.

Then let's leave it.

Walking about with 10 grand
is suspicious.

Not turning up for it is worse.

You're going in, Jeannie.

What we don't know
is if you're coming out.

Would you feed my cat?

No.

I'd like to clear
the account, please.

That's 700,000.

Yeah. 50s, please.

One minute, sir.

♪

I know.

It's concerning.

I'm calling it in now.

I'm on hold with head office.

£10 million in cash
in four months

feels more than concerning.

What do I do?

Give him it slowly and be ready

to stop him from leaving.

♪

So what are you doing
walking about

with money like that, then?

You know
what these builders are like,

wanting readies.

Big blokes too.

What's an old housewife to do?

Anyway, thanks, love.

You done me a right turn.

- Be careful.
- Yeah, yeah.

Oh, come on.
You've already counted it.

- It's a lot of money.
- Well, I trust you.

♪

Excuse me.

Well, that's it, love.

All done.

♪

Hello, Mrs. Savage.

Hello, Danny.

Dear, oh, dear.

Did you get the uniform
for your birthday?

Well, I'm 18 now.

Oh, God, how old
does that make me, then?

How's your mum?

Yeah, she's all right.

Lovely. Well, give her me best.

Will do.

Jesus Christ.

♪

Hmm...

We're all right, then?

We'll see.

Eh?

They done come back.

No.

It different.

Christ.

It's like a bloody oven.

No.

I've had 18 hours of you
asking if it'll be hot.

I'm not having the same again

of you talking about
how hot it was.

I don't take it well.
You know that.

I told you about Torremolinos
and the walk-in fridge.

Yeah, you definitely
told me about Torremolinos

and the walk-in fridge.

It saved my life, that fridge.

CPM.

Constantino Precious Metals.

Hmm.

Well, they fooled this lot.

There's no gold here, my love.

You can stop digging.

You know that.

Yes, but the others don't.

Did you come here just for gold?

Yeah, we did.

Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey. Hey! Hey!

Run.

Let's go! Go!

Quick!

Get in, then!

Get in!

Get in. Get in.

Drive! Drive! Drive the fuck--

drive the fucking car!

♪

Get down!

♪

I'm glad you came.

Have you got the money for more?

Of course.

My friend's selling
apartments in France.

Cote d'Azur.

Course, I'd have
to come with you.

I have to work.

You own half of London now,
and you've got to work?

Might you be free this evening?

♪

Yeah.

- Why haven't you packed?
- Who is he?

Toby, the lad from the stables.

Do you trust him?

He picks up horseshit, John.

Not sure how much trust
that takes.

You know, be careful
who you bring round here.

Why haven't you packed?

Look, this thing I'm in,

one way or another,
it's going to end soon.

And...

I need to be here
to make sure it ends right.

I have no choice.

Oh, this is a choice, John.

♪

And when you're back
out there, Constable,

pounding the troubled streets
of this once great city,

you will think of Caesar's wife.

Yes, sir.

Very good.

Thank you, Mr. Cooper.

Give me a minute.

Everything okay, Edwyn?

Of course. Why do you ask?

I haven't seen you
down at our place.

A few issues at home.
That's all.

Taking a bit of time off.

Well,

take time off from here.

Take time off from the family.

But don't turn your back
on the brotherhood,

and we won't turn
our back on you.

Thank you, Neville.

We've identified the gold chain.

Now it's time to break it.

Christ, Boyce, what's
going on with this budget?

We had some unexpected travel.

To where, the bloody moon?

What do you need, Boyce?

Close surveillance
in London, Kent,

Bristol, and Somerset
for 72 hours,

which is the rest of my budget.

Good God.

It's a gamble worth taking.

We'll need search warrants

through Bow Street
to keep them discreet.

I'll tell local forces
what I need to tell them,

apart from Kent, who will be
unaware of our presence.

Why?

I've reason to believe
that the suspect has

more friends there than I do.

If we don't tell
the local force,

then you can't be armed.

The suspect has no history
of armed offences,

and the team don't want guns
when they don't need them.

Clock's ticking, Boyce.

Do they have it, Boyce,
the gold?

Whatever's left.

Then go and get it.

Ma'am.

Need.

Don't need.

Cooper.

Come home, Edwyn.

♪

I thought you'd be
around in the morning.

I got a bit of driving tomorrow.

Oh, yeah?

Where are you off to?

How about coming off the fags
for the winter, dad?

You're driving an unmarked car.

What have they got you
doing now, then?

Give your lungs a chance.

Who do you think I'm gonna tell?

The only reason no one comes
to talk to you about me

is 'cause they know you've got
nothing to tell them.

No, it's because I'm respected.

I ain't got much,
but I got that.

Yeah, you got that.

It's a fever, nothing more.

Keep her off school
for a few days.

Thank you, Sadir.

Let me give you something
for coming--

No.

Anything for Izzy.

Give my best
to the old man, huh?

I will, Sadir. Thank you.

I'll come back at weekends.

We'll attend events together.

I'll find a--
a workable solution.

No.

If this is the road
we are going down,

then we will assume
our natural positions.

I will take it all,

and you will leave here
with the clothes on your back.

Well, it's yours to take.

People made fun of me
for being with you.

For being with someone
so overtly on the climb

with two wives behind you,

two stepping stones
to get to me.

And they made fun of me,
Edwyn, for letting you in.

Easy to take in a stray,
they said.

Hard to get it to leave.

Not so hard.

Well, if the money's
been handed in,

would've been logged
and stuck in a computer.

Right, and how do you get it
out of the computer?

God knows.

There's only a few of us
can use the bloody things.

So if it's in there, along with
every lost umbrella in London,

I wouldn't worry about
anybody finding it.

You've got yourself a good
little dancer here, Kenny.

- I'm knackered, Ken.
- What?

No, no, no, no, no. Come on.
One more drink on me.

- Oi, waiter?
- Yes, sir?

- Another bottle, please, sir.
- No. No, come on, Kenny.

- It's my turn.
- No, no, no.

You take this
as a grateful thank you

from the public
for keeping all them

nasty villains off our streets,
eh?

♪

♪

♪

Thank you.

Hold up, love.
I think I've left my wallet.

There can't be much left in it.

Yeah.

Just wait in the car.
I'll be one minute.

♪

May I help you?

Film.

Hello, Kenny.

Oh, my God.

They haven't let you in,
have they?

- I'm afraid so.
- Dearie me.

We must be struggling.
All right. Look at you.

- Absolutely beautiful.
- Hi, Kenny.

- You keep a good grip on her.
- Oh, I'll do my best.

All right. Lovely.

- Have fun.
- Thank you.

♪

♪

What is it?

You know I don't like masons.

Come on. What is it?

I don't like the way
you are with them.

Sucking up.

They're no better than you.

In fact, you're richer
than half of them put together.

I just don't like it.

Protection, Brenda.

That's what they are.

And who do you need
protection from?

From the people
who don't like someone like me

having what I have
and the people

who would try to take it back.

What we have, Ken,
came through hard work,

honest work.

And they can't take this
away from us.

Only you can do that.

Calm down.

I'm sorry I'm late.

♪

Here.

When I got into grammar school,

my mum bought me
this record called

"Allocution From the Alps"

by some old bird
who ran a finishing school

in Switzerland
and spoke like the Queen.

And I only listened to it once
'cause my old man said

if I turned out
talking like her,

he couldn't have me
in the house.

But I remember some of it.

I remember her telling me
not to drop my H's,

the way you don't drop yours.

But every so often,
after a drink,

you miss one.

And I think that's interesting,

that you have to work
not to drop them.

We should go to France,

and we shouldn't hurry back.

Would we be running
away from something?

We're all running
from something.

Hmm.

Feels like you've been running
for a long time.

Then I must be good at it.

What's the secret?

Knowing when to go.

How's it over there?

It's quiet.

You?

I watched this thing once
on television

about how sometimes on a beach,

it can go deathly quiet.

There's not a bird in the sky.

Not a bit of wind.

The sea goes all flat.

It's as silent
as the world can be.

If all that happens, Kenny,

if things go that quiet,

it means there's about
to be a tsunami.

Good luck, John.

Good luck, Kenny.

Today, we break the chain.

That's the easy part.

Gold, that's what we need.

Noye and Reader, that's nothing.

But Noye, Reader, and gold,
that's bulletproof.

We know Reader
doesn't stay long.

We know he's quick.

So soon as they're both
in there, we're in there too.

I've got multiple operations
to coordinate,

but every decision
is made in my name,

when to go in, what happens
once you're there.

Trust your gut.

Do not worry about
the consequences.

The consequences are mine.

Fordham.

There's some nerves flying
around the team, John.

Rather nerves
than overconfidence, sir.

It's different, isn't it?

From Ireland.

It's better, sir.

Living with the family,
weekends off.

Something to be said
for not checking under the car

every morning.

That's true, John.

I don't miss that.

♪

♪

That's us off to Palmer's, sir.

People think
jazz doesn't have rules.

I find that level of ignorance
fairly infuriating.

I can imagine, sir.

Jazz has patterns, parameters.

And then within the parameters,
there is improvisation.

On a day like this,
the parameters are set.

We want to catch them.
They don't want to get caught.

And from there,
it's all about improvisation.

It's about instinct and ability.

You two possess
all of that and more.

You are a fine pair
of detectives.

And I thought I should
probably say that...

once.

Thank you. sir.

Bring me back Palmer.

We will, sir.

Four teams, Kent, Bristol,
Somerset, and Hatton Garden.

- Ready to go, sir?
- Yeah.

If one team goes in,
they all go in.

We can't let anyone
slip through the net.

♪

♪

Doesn't look very busy, does it?

No.

That's too many buildings.

If we hit the wrong one first,
he'll have time to react.

We need to catch him
with the gold.

Come on, then.

- What are you doing?
- Improvising.

Reader on the move.

You know, Harry,
when I joined the Army,

I used to envy the generals
with their digs,

with their food,
with how far back

they got to stay
from the danger.

But then I saw action,
and I learned more

in one day at the front

than in the 16 years before it.

And I didn't envy the generals
anymore because I knew

I didn't belong with them.

I belonged at the front.

♪

Suspect two approaching.

Suspect two in the house.

One and two forward.

♪

- How's your wife doing, Brian?
- Yeah, great.

Spending more money, you know?

Glad to hear it.

You ready for your dinner?

Always, Brenda.

It's "Parmigana."

"Giana."

That's what I said.

Yeah.
I'll take your word for it.

Ken heard it in some
fancy Italian uptown

and had me learn it.

♪

Get back!

You see, that's what
happens when you marry

a bloke from Bexleyheath, Brian.

They get ideas
above their station.

Dogs hostile. Dogs hostile.

I see John.

Man in, John. Man in, John.

♪

Ambulance, urgent!

Ambulance, urgent!

All support forward,
secure the location.

Boyce to control.

Go ahead, sir.

Send the other teams in.

Copy that.

♪

Good evening, sir.

Stay still.

Police!

Step back!

♪

Stand back!

♪

♪ The beast in me

♪ Is caged
by frail and fragile bonds ♪

♪ Restless by day and by night ♪

♪ Rants and rages at the stars ♪

♪ God help

♪ The beast in me