All language subtitles for Gangs.of.London.S02E01.Episode.1.1080p.10bit.BluRay.AAC5.1.HEVC-Vyndros

(Dramatic music)

(Sean) My father was taken
from us on the streets of London.

Everything stops
until I find out who killed him.

I want the same as you, Sean,
honest to God I do,

but we have to do it the right way.

Maybe. Let's see.

(Rapid gunfire)

- (Explosion)
- (Glass shattering)

(Marian) There was a time, nobody would
have dared touched this family.

- I don't want you to die.
- (Sobbing) I don't want you to die.

Billy, I'm not one of you.
I'm not a Wallace.

(Alex) Finn had created
a parallel business for himself.

You knew Finn was leaving us.

How long had you known
about Floriana?

The Floriana. Pretty name.

(Elliot)
We have an opportunity here.

In a day, I've gone from being
a nobody outside that church

to being invited into their home.

(Sean) It's Elliot, right?

(Man 2)
He's the twat that tore up the pub.

(Men yelling)

- What was it, six of them?
- (Elliot) Eight.

But I had a dart, so...

Sean Wallace himself tasked him
to find the guy who killed his father.

Stay down!

(Explosion)

You can't run away
from it forever, you know.

He's unstable.
This is how UCs get killed.

- (Grunt)
- (Blood splattering)

(Elliot) I'm looking at a lot of faces
on my wall and something's missing.

(Man shouts)

Someone is missing.
Someone else above all this.

(Ed)
The business that you helped build.

The people that invested in it,
they don't want Sean anywhere near it.

- (Flames roaring)
- (Crashing)

(Sean)
I'm on a fucking crusade.

Sean Wallace must never stand trial.

You have a chance
to save their lives.

Who are you people?

(Dramatic music builds)

- (Gunshot)
- (Cocking gun)

(Groan)

Don't ever go against me again.

(Discordant music)

(Discordant music builds)

(Screaming)

(Sean) No!

(Miss Kane)
Well done, Elliot. We'll be in touch.

(Music fades)

(Car accelerating)

(Suspenseful music)

(Car tyres screeching)

(Car doors slamming shut)

(Windscreen wipers swishing)

(Clink of keys)

(Truck beeping)

- (Thuds)
- (Frantic background speech)

(Dramatic music)

(Basem)

(Heavy patter of rain)

(Truck doors slam shut)

(Whispers)

(Vehicle doors shutting)

(Vehicle engine starting)

(Vehicles accelerating away)

(Repeating)

(Algerian music playing
in the background)

(Chuckling)

- (Guns cocking)
- (Footsteps)

(Suspenseful music)

(Georgian gangster)

(Dramatic music)

Okay, okay.

I see you Algerians are busy
so this will take only a few minutes.

(Cocking gun)

One of you can walk away. Okay?

(Whistles) Off, you can go.

(Gunshot)

(Groan)

(Medhi whispering prayer)

Who sold you this?

No? Okay.

Swallow, please.

Ah.

Ah...

Ah.

Swallow. Yes?

(Gulping)

(Gagging)

(Dramatic music)

Again, please.

(Koba) Mm.

(Faz gulping and spluttering)

- (Koba) Just one more.
- (Faz gagging and moaning)

(Gulping)

Yes...

(Moaning and gagging)

(Cocking gun)

(Koba)
It's okay. It's okay.

Ask him if he knows
who sold you the guns.

No answer, you shoot.
You go free. I promise.

We don't know anything...
I swear we don't!

(Koba)
So shoot. Three...

- (Marco) We don't know anything!
- (Koba) Two...

One...

(Dramatic music builds)

(Gunshot)

(Discordant music)

(Faz breathing heavily)

- (Marco moaning)
- (Blood squirting)

Look, I'm here to make the rules now
and secrets are a bad thing.

A really very, very bad thing.

Go tell Uncle Basem.

- Tell him Koba says so. Mm?
- (Faz quivering)

Go.

Go...

(Shouting) Go!

(Georgian gangsters laughing
in the background)

(Whir of washing machine)

(Suspenseful music)

(Water sloshing)

(Muffled shouting)

(Women crying)

(Gunshot)

(Shouting)

(Anguished groan)

(Stabbing noises)

(Splattering)

(Commotion)

(Gunshot)

(Shouting)

(Woman)
Imdat! Police!

(Gunshots)

(Groans)

(Music builds)

(Bellowing)

(Glass table smashing)

(Elliot grunting)

(Clatter of smashed glass)

(Groans)

(Cocking gun)

- (Elliot grunting)
- (Abdullah Shafak grunting)

(Sequins clattering)

(Thud)

(Abdullah choking)

(Suspenseful music builds)

(Discordant music)

(Music stops)

(Elliot gasping and coughing)

(Quiet suspenseful music)

(Phone camera shutter)

(Eerie music)

(Approaching sirens)

(Music builds)

(Alex) This is my city.

(Music stops)

This is my city.

This is my city.

(Sniffs)

This is my city. I was born
on these streets. They're inside me.

I've seen them change
from year to year

and I know this city's heartbeat
because it's here.

I feel it.

Your start-up is looking for
100 million, right?

My competitors
will offer you the moon.

Some will throw in a few stars

but I'm the only one
that can join this... to this.

Plus... a buy-in of 200 million.

- (Champagne cork pops)
- Thank you for your trust.

Thank you for your energy.

(Soft jazz music in the background)

(Muffled chatter)

2 minutes.
Help yourselves to drinks, yeah?

I'm early.

(Alex)
Abdullah Shafak, one of my clients,

was killed in Turkey last night.
Were you aware?

(Asif) The 200 million you laundered
for Shafak wasn't his to give,

nor was it yours to invest elsewhere.

Our investors would like it back.
Does it give you any trouble?

Nothing I can't handle.

You're worried your new friends
will see who they're dealing with.

They're dealing with Dumani Finances.
Clean funds all the way.

- Ignorance is bliss.
- And I don't like surprises,

so next time something like this needs
to happen, how about you tell me?

Reasonable.

Remember, though,
everyone thought

that the Wallaces would
take you down with them.

I never doubted you.

I remember everything.

(Suspenseful music)

Let me know
when you've transferred the funds.

(Suspenseful music fades)

(Tap running)

(Clapping)

(Exhales deeply)

(Sean in a muffled whisper)
Alex...

Alex, help me.

(Dramatic music)

(Loud clattering)

(Music stops)

Oh, excuse me.

(Sniffs)

(Quiet suspenseful music)

(Car horns blaring
in the background)

(Muffled chatter)

Sir.

(Basem)
Can you fix this, Ed?

It's a bit late for that,
don't you think?

Can you fix it?

(Ed)
Luan.

(Knocking)

(Asif)
I appreciate your presence here

so that we can sort out
this unnecessary mess.

Who chose this shithole?

I think you all know his name
by now.

Koba.

Don't forget
why he was invited to London.

If the bodies were not
piling up on the streets,

if you would have listened
to the warnings,

there would be no need for Koba.

I've given them my word.

Investors asked for order

and order is what I'm giving them.

I expect you all to fall in line.

(Suspenseful music)

(Car door slams loudly)

(Thud)

(Clatter of guns)

(Exhales)

Would you mind standing,
please?

(Basem grunts)

(Koba)
Some of you may know Mr Soudani.

You haven't seen
them round this table

but today he's here to help.

Who sold you this?

It was a blind deal.

Ooh! Exciting.
Tell me about that.

Er... No names, no faces.
And er... payment was off-shore.

(Koba)
Good. Very good.

Exactly what I would do,
if I wanted to insult Mr Afridi.

If I wanted to make a fool of me.

That's what I would do.

(Koba)
Boss here said this...

Nobody sells guns
in this city except me.

Which bit of that was fuzzy?
Which bit didn't add up?

You owe a debt to myself,
to Mr Afridi. Yes?

But that's for later.

Business has rules.

I see they are followed.

Our friend here made a mistake.
He knows that.

But whoever sold these guns
doesn't want rules.

They think they are special.

Shall I tell you who else
thought they were special?

Finn Wallace.

His lunatic son.

Do they sit with us now?

Ed Dumani knows
what I'm talking about.

Did he make mistakes back then?
Maybe so.

But he understands
things had to change.

There's a future for you,
right, Edward?

And your son, Alex.

Somebody here
wants to start a war.

One they cannot win.

I gave Mr Afridi my word.

I will find you.

And you will make amends.

(Loud bang)

(Watch fastening clicking)

(Koba sighs)

(Dramatic music)

(Ed) He doesn't know
the first thing about this city.

(Asif)
Why do you think I chose him?

No affiliations.

- He's a clean skin.
- He's a wind-up.

Help me find out
who's behind the guns.

These people still listen
to Ed Dumani...

don't they?

- (Muffled chatter)
- (Hum of traffic)

(Groaning)

(Munching)

(Arabic style music
plays in the background)

(Groaning)

(Basem)

(Groaning)

(Woman crying)

Faz, help me get this down...
Faz?

(Tea being poured)

(Basem)
Thank you, Saba.

(Indistinct Algerian Arabic speech)

(Saba)
They're saying it's a car accident.

Wasn't that, was it?

(Subdued music)

Faz.

What's going on? Huh? What?

- You knew, innit?
- What you talking about?

You knew Koba was coming.
That's why you didn't want me there.

Because you knew.

All right. Let's go and tell
Marco's little daughters what happened.

That big man Faz blew Marco's fucking
brains out to save his own skin.

Look at me.
Basem doesn't know what day it is.

He's got us
on the wrong fucking side.

Now we've gotta cover
for that Albanian prick.

(Gentle orchestral music
plays in the background)

(Sighs)

(Laughs)

(Suspenseful music)

(Suspenseful music fades)

My sister-in-law made that.

Thank you.

Nice place.

Thank you.

Basem did a fantastic cover-up job.

(Door shuts)

What are you talking about?

Luan, I know you sold him those guns.

- And who am I talking to?
- I'm here to help you.

Help me...

or yourself?

You choose sides so fast.

That kind of weaponry
is unprecedented.

My partners need
to defend themselves.

I need to defend myself.

So you're plotting a war?

I know how volatile
things are right now

but that's not good
for anyone's business.

Heroin is my business now.

I've always used my own suppliers.

Trusted, productive people
from back home.

Now Koba...

wants me to buy from Asif.

Only him.

Do you know why?

So he can control me.

I won't do it.

Because next time
he's gonna come around,

it's not my supply he'll want.
It's my profit.

And he already got his boot
on my neck.

This is not how we do business

- in this city.
- (Slam)

(Eerie music)

What if I were to offer you
reassurances?

From Koba?
(Scoffs)

- Bullshit.
- From the Investors.

I'm not gonna lay down
and beg like the others.

Then you're going to have
to give something in return, Luan.

Who supplied those guns?

First things first.

Talk to the Investors.
I need guarantees.

I'm glad you're listening.

Thinking about all this.

All this is why I fight.

(Suspenseful music)

(Mirlinda and children giggling)

(Mirlinda and children exclaim)

(Mirlinda's and children's voices echo)

(Music fades)

(Shower running)

(Heavy breathing)

- (Quiet suspenseful music)
- (Glass shard clattering)

(Miss Kane)
What's going on, Elliot?

You were told to hit Mr Shafak
on arrival in his car.

You were late.
You were drunk.

You drew undue attention to us.

We plan these things.

You follow the plan -
or there are consequences.

We own you and your father, Elliot.

Do you have a problem with that?

(Whispering) No.

(Pills rattling)

Good.

The fee has been released
to the usual accounts.

Wait one second...

- Did you receive the itinerary?
- (Deep sigh)

(Eerie music)

Been a while, hasn't it?

I've let our contacts know
you'll be arriving.

The order of things has shifted
since you were last there.

Elliot... I know when you left
it was difficult

but you have to focus.

Don 't get distracted by the past.

(Banging on walls)

(Buzzing)

(Suspenseful music)

(Police officer)
Signature there.

Don't tell my family anything.
Understood?

(Gate buzzer buzzing)

Cop killer!

(Suspenseful music fades)

Espresso, please.

(Asif)
So Luan is distributing the guns?

I wish I could say
I was surprised.

It's a play for leverage.
He needs peace to run his business.

He wants to maintain his own supply.
He doesn't want to buy from you.

- It's a good price.
- For now.

But Luan's not stupid.

He has a major stake
in this town now.

Manpower. Allies.
He's not to be underestimated.

What would he settle for?

A guarantee from the Investors.

A degree of independence
in return for his loyalty.

And all this nonsense
with guns... stops?

And he will tell us
who supplied them.

He will. Trust me.

(Asif) Of course.
I'll instruct Koba to hold off for now.

But until he gives us his supplier,
Luan is on thin ice.

(Muffled rock music
in the background)

(Asif)
Thank you for looking into this, Ed.

You know, Finn Wallace
was an old fool.

But he was smart...
when he chose you.

(Soft piano music
in the background)

(Chuckles)

(♪ "Screenshot", Swans)

♪ ...no lust, no fear

♪ No mind, no greed,
no suffering...

- (Loud smash)
- Oh, fuck.

♪ No knife, no words,
no lie, no cure

♪ No need, no hate,
no will, no speech... ♪

(Gunshot)

(Car accelerating away)

(Music intensifies)

(Music fades)

(School bell ringing)

- (Danny) Bye.
- Bye, Danny.

(Quiet suspenseful music)

Here. I'll carry it.
How was football?

- (Danny) Mum?
- Hey. Hi!

(Jamya) Sorry...
Excuse me... Miss Dumani?

(Phone vibrating)

Yes?

(Jamya) Mr Dumani.
Your daughter... She's taken Danny.

(Ed)
Thank you, Jamya.

What should I do? She just...

I'll take it from here.

Shannon's out.

(Ed)
I spoke to her lawyer.

The police messed up
evidence procedures.

Her case would have
fallen apart at trial.

That's the best news.

She told her lawyer
not to contact the family.

(Ed) I told her I would get her out
once things had calmed down.

She killed a cop, Alex.
I don't have a magic wand.

She knew my hands were tied.

She told you she understood.
She told me she understood.

That's what we wanted to hear.

What?

She killed that cop to protect us.

Our lives carried on as usual.

Look... She'll come home.

We should celebrate.

I did everything in my power.

- You did.
- (Sighs) What a day...

She's back.

We got her back.

This means
we can be a family again.

(Car door slams)

(Suspenseful music builds
then fades)

- Uncle Alex!
- How you doing, big man? Hey!

Danny, um, I need to speak
to Uncle Alex. Take this for me.

(Danny) Bye.

(Alex)
Your lawyer told me you were here.

(Shannon)
Oh, you paid her? That's nice.

I had to see you. I'm sorry.
You can beat me up if you like.

No, don't. Don't.
I'm not doing it like that.

- I'll do it however you like.
- I want to be with Danny.

So you can go back to your tower
and do... whatever it is you do.

What?

You and Dad decided it's a fuck sight
more important than my life.

- Look...
- That was the deal you made.

You're right. We gave in.

The people I work for,
the Investors,

they didn't want a Dumani
walking free on a cop killing.

I'm bad for the brand.

I'm getting us out.
Out of all of this.

And I am so close, Shannon.

Soon I'll have us out
of this whole fucking world. I promise.

No more laundering.
No more Investors.

I'll take care of all of us.

- Everything I'm doing...
- (Quiet dramatic music)

I can make this right.

Better than right, I swear.

It's on me now.

I'll sort myself out.

If you do want to help...

leave us alone.

(Music builds)

(Asif) I hear you're meeting
with the Investors tonight

about your start-up
financing scheme.

Do you really think that's wise?

Look, like I said before,

this model is completely compatible
with what I do for the Investors.

In fact, the more it thrives,
the better partner I can be

for them and their business.

For how long?

Looking at the direction of your travel,

is your plan to escape
from them completely?

(Scoffs) You need that 200 million
for your new business, don't you?

Well, I'm told the Investor concerned
would like it passed over to him.

Don't make him wait.

I've made more money for them
than anyone in this city.

We were attacked today, Alex.
It's not a good time for negotiations.

Pretty sure I know how they think.

Maybe even better than you.
All due respect.

(Laughs)

Forgive me.

You think clean money
means a clean soul?

What happened to Sean,
to your family... it was just business.

Fuck you.

You've bitten the hand
that feeds you.

Don't be surprised
if it bites you back.

You should have let me
handle this.

Good luck with your meeting.

(Suspenseful music)

(Suspenseful music continues)

(Car unlocking beep)

(Car engine starting)

(Car accelerating)

(Suspenseful music builds)

Hold off on the next delivery.
There is an issue on my end.

Everything is okay.

I'll share details later.

(Sigh)

Please confirm no delivery.
I'll wait for a call.

(Mirlinda humming)

(Gentle music)

Hey.

(Laughter)

Here.

(Knocking)

Save me a slice, yeah?

(Music fades)

(Sniffs) Uh, I'm expecting guests
so send them up to the terrace.

(Receptionist)
Yes, Mr Dumani.

(Suspenseful music)

(Scraping)

(Snorting)

(Phone vibrating)

Asif.

Ed, the Investors
have made it clear.

(Asif) Anyone who acts
out of line is to be dealt with.

Zero tolerance.

(Asif)
I'm sorry but my hands are tied.

(Mirlinda)

(Deep exhale)

(Sniff)

(Gust of wind)

(Suspenseful music intensifies)

Who are we talking about?

(Exhales)

(Cocking gun)

(Suspenseful music quietens)

Just put it down and we'll talk.

Sit.

You're working for them?

That's almost funny.
(Light chuckle)

Fuck!

You killed Sean for them?
You fucking snake.

- I didn't have a choice.
- Poor Elliot.

You know, you're only here
because they wanted you here.

And now they don't.
Too much of a liability.

The fuck are you waiting for?

(Deep inhale)

(Gun clicks)

(Suspenseful music fades)

(Contemplative melancholic music)

Our bosses.
Years of incrimination.

Years of wrongdoing.
It's all there.

- Sean gave you this?
- Can't go to the police.

Courts. Media.
The Investors own it all.

But with you, this...

this is how we get out.

You want to blackmail the Investors?

And you'll know how.
Better than anyone.

I can't do this by myself, Alex.

I've tried.

But you know who to contact.
Make a deal.

Think about it.

My father. Your family.
Both of us.

This will keep us safe,
all right?

Was there anything
I could have done...

to save Sean?

No.

No.

Open your laptop.
Look at these files.

Please, Alex.

They'll find me.
They'll kill my family.

I can't allow that to happen.

Go to Shannon. She needs you.

What?

Watch over my father.

No, Alex! Stop!

You can't beat them.

No! No, no, no! Alex!

(Thud)

(Elliot breathing heavily)

(Melancholic music fades)

(Voicemail)

(Sigh)

(Clattering)

(Fastening jar lid)

(Food packaging rustling)

(Dog barking in the distance)

(Dog barking loudly)

Zeus. What's up, my boy?

You want some cheese?

Come. Come.

Come.

Wanna pee?

Come. Get out.

(Dog barking)

(Dog continues barking)

(Chilling music)

(Quivering)

- (Beeping)
- Lock deactivated.

(Keypad beeping)

(Eerie music)

(Heavy breathing)

(Dog barking)

(Door creaking open)

(Dog whimpering)

(Sudden burst of dramatic music)

(Door slamming shut)

(Banging on door)

- (Safe keypad beeping)
- (Rapid breathing and gasping)

(Music intensifies)

- (Beep)
- (Banging)

(Frantic cries)

(Keypad beeping)

(Gunshots)

(Heavy breathing)

(Music fades)

(Electrical box switch clicking)

(Quiet burst of dramatic music)

(Squeak)

- (Gunshot)
- (Vase shattering)

(Cocking gun)

(Distant thud)

(Heavy breathing)

(Faint clink)

- (Grunt)
- (Gunshot)

(Grunting and groaning)

(Choking)

(Assailant groaning)

(Assailant screaming)

(Assailant groaning)

(Loud thud)

(Heavy breathing)

(Melancholic choral classical music)

(♪ "Requiem in D Minor, K 626",
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart)

- (Luan shouting) Koba!
- (Cocking gun)

I got you, didn't I?

(Music stops)

(Assailant gasping)

(Muffled screams)

(Muffled echoes
of water splashing)

(Quiet eerie music)

(Music intensifies)

(♪ "Requiem in D Minor, K 626",
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart)

(Luan gasping)

(Luan) I beat you, Koba.

I beat you.

Too... late...

(Distant voices of girls)
Mum!

(Gunshot)

(Luan)
Mirlanda! Mirlanda?!

(Music fades)

(Automated voice)
Deactivated.

(Alarm beeping)

(Automated voice)
Deactivated.

(Automated voice)
Lock deactivated.

(Luan) Mirlinda... Mirlinda!

(Automated voice)
Lock deactivated.

(Automated voice)
Lock deactivated.

(Melancholic music)

(Girls crying)

Where's Mum? Where's Mum?

(Crying)

(Girls' voices echoing)

(Quiet suspenseful music)

(Phone vibrating)

This is Luan Dushaj.
I can 't get to the phone right now.

Please leave a message
and I'll return your call. Thank you.

(Suspenseful music intensifies)

(Whir of airplane
turbine engines running)

(Dramatic music continues)