03x04 - Episode 4

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Got you a present, Elly.

It's Elly.
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Sean's dead, Billy.

Two guys brought
the body to Luan.

He did it. k*lled my daughter

with Billy and Cornelius.

His name is Elliot Carter.

I want this guy to be
our number one target.

You find the evidence
and lock him the f*ck up.

Evenin', fellas.

Yeah... Whoa!

They tell me that firearm
possession is a good ten years.

Well, I'm not the one
you're looking for.

You find that clean cocaine, you
find the people that did this.

We can help each other.

Oh, my God.

You've had your pound of flesh.

Let it go, Luan. It's done.

You don't want a
w*r. None of us do.

Luan thinks you're to blame
for his daughter's death,

and he wants you dead.

I can offer you protection,

but I want you to
help me destroy those

who m*rder*d Sean.

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Gangs of London


Luan!

Luan!

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The funeral is for family only.

There are rumours that
Billy and Cornelius

are planning to attend.

I don't think that that's...

I've told them to keep away.

I don't want any trouble.

Not today, anyway.

And tomorrow?

I know what it is to
bury a son, Marian.

Please do not confuse your
grief with a need for revenge.

I'm going to walk.

That's not really
funeral attire, is it?

Aren't they burying
your mate today?

What have you got for me?

A random spot check
pulled over a transit van

headed out the city
the other morning.

One of many, of course, but, um,

didn't know what we were
looking for at the time.

But after your tip-off,
we went over the logs

and saw it had a cargo
full of beer kegs.

This one,

turns out plates didn't
match the vehicle.

Did they ID the driver?

Well, yeah, but I'm
sure you can guess.

- Also fake?
- Mmm-hmm.

They know it was a
woman, that's it.

Now, traffic cameras pick
her up near this garage.

Then nothing.

The guy who runs the place has
a pretty questionable past.

The assumption is he's changed
the plates again, but, uh...

Well, he's not the type to talk
to the police, which is a shame.

Because if there was someone
who could get him to open up,

give us the new registration.

- Then you could track the plates.
- Mmm.

All right.

Elliot.

I'm trusting you know
where the line is?

Mine, right? Not yours.

Someone crossed
that line a long time ago.

- I don't want blood on my hands.
- We may have a deal,

but I don't work for you.

So you draw your
lines, I'll draw mine.

You know, you have less than a
week to deliver me results, Elliot.

Remember that.

Lale?

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Lale!

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Lale.

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Yes.

You said this
wouldn't be a problem.

Mrs. Wallace.

I'm sorry for your loss.

Do I know you?

I knew Sean.

It wasn't right,

what happened to him.

This is a private service.

Family only.

Of course.

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f*ck are you doing here? It's
supposed to be Saba and Faz.

It's not just you who's f*cked
if we don't get that stock back.

Yeah, I know, but...

So why are you running
around on your own?

We're meant to be
partners in this.

Listen, there's a man in there
who I need to get talking

and it might get messy.

And?

So who gave you your lead?

Old friend from the
force, he owed me one.

Seriously?

You better be sure
you can trust him.

I am.

Excuse me? You the owner?

It depends who's asking.

Transit came
in here two nights ago.

Registration CK61 WKN.

- You changed the plates?
- You lot deaf or f*cking stupid.

Said already, I don't
know nothing about it.

We're not the police.

Either way, I
don't give a f*ck, love.

I ain't seen no transit van.

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What the f*ck is this?

Where is everyone?

It's a trap.

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Luan!

Go, go, go.

Stairs.

Stay back.

Stay the f*ck back!

I'm gonna f*cking
k*ll her. Yeah?

sh**t him, Billy.

Now they don't.

'Cause mama gonna die.

I said stay back!

Stay back, Billy.

Put the g*n down,
or I'll f*cking k*ll her.

And do it now.

Now!

Do as he says, lad.

Billy, put the f*cking g*n down.

Or you'll be burying
two Wallaces today.

This is the last
f*cking warning.

Billy.

Listen to your
f*cking uncle, Billy.

f*ck you.

f*cking k*ll him, Billy!

What the f*ck?

Who was driving the van?

f*ck you.

Try again. Who
was driving the van?

I didn't see anyone.

The van was just
here in the morning.

I did the job, and they picked
it up after I'd gone home.

- Who asked you to do the job?
- I get calls.

I don't ask f*cking questions.

I would tell you, I would!

f*ck!

You want the new reg, yeah?

Have it. It's over
there. In my desk.

I want a name.

Don't look at her! Look at me.

I don't have a f*cking name.

No, no, no! Please!

Please!

- I don't... No, don't!
- You don't...

Elliot, Elliot.

This is a waste of time.

Let's just get the plate number.

Go on.

Yeah.

f*ck!

- Elliot.
- Don't f*cking do that!

What the f*ck was that about?

Even if he had given us a name,
what difference would it make?

We know Sean was behind this.

Yeah, well, I think
he was set up.

So what now?

Well, I'll run the new
reg with my friend,

assuming you don't have a
problem with me using him again.

You mix a sample of whatever drug
you're planning to take with water,

dip the paper strip in, and
if any fentanyl's detected,

a single line will appear.

Um, how soon can
we roll this out?

People are dying every day from
this contaminated cocaine batch.

Well, we're working
quickly. 24 hours?

Do you know how we're
going to spin this?

The public haven't
exactly been receptive

to policies they see as
enabling drug use, in the past.

Our polling suggests
the tide is turning.

People just want
these deaths to stop.

Oh, uh...

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I'm sorry. Uh,
can you excuse me?

Something urgent has come up.

Uh, you need me?

Uh, no, no, you stay.
You can fill me in later.

Mirlinda.

Mirlinda!

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sh*t. Okay, okay.

Wait.

- Shh. Hide.
- Shh.

MIRLINDA. Okay. Uh, Bukuroshe.

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Luan.

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Luan?

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Luan wants to make a deal.

Luan is willing to give
you anything you want

as an act of contrition.

Businesses, routes,
everything you need,

he will hand over to you.

He will not seek
any more revenge

as long as you
agree to the same.

How magnanimous.

We can work...

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- He's gone.
- f*ck!

They can't have got far.

Find them.

This is the place.

Traffic camera's picked up
the van driving in here.

Give me a minute.

Check those plates.

Anything?

No.

Hey!

- Did you see the driver?
- No!

Yeah, okay, thanks, Dad.

Dad's going to get Faz and Saba and
the others looking for that van.

We were so close.

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

What aren't you telling me?

Elliot?

What the f*ck?

That logo.

I've seen it before.

It was on some files Naomi had.

Naomi as in your wife?

Look, the guy who took Sean,

I recognised him because
he's also the driver

who k*lled Naomi and Samuel.

Are you sure?

The spiking... The hit and run.

What if it's all connected?

Maybe she was investigating them
and that's why they had her k*lled.

Sean said the driver was
paid to run her off the road.

Oh, hang on a minute.

This is all coming from Sean?

Elliot.

Sean knew how much
this would hurt you.

He wanted you chasing ghosts.

I still have some of
Naomi's things at Dad's.

- Maybe there's something in there.
- Yeah.

Look, why don't I come with you?

No.

Thank you.

Yeah, no, it's fine. I'll, um...

I'll look into that logo.

Nothing yet.

They've gone to ground.

It's just a matter of time.

We're searching every
business they're connected to,

every safe house, every port.

I'll find them.

Uh, one minute!

sh**t.

Okay.

Problem?

You tell me.

What, I don't know
what you mean.

Um. Well, disappearing
during office hours,

mysterious messages.

When you are here, you
seem, uh, distracted.

Spit it out, Henry.
What are you getting at?

Are you using again?

Uh, I, um...

I'm working with Elliot Carter.

He says he was set up with
a contaminated cocaine.

That someone swapped
his clean product

with a batch that had been spiked.

And you believe him?

Well, I'm simply giving him
the opportunity to prove it.

Have you lost your f*cking mind?

Look, tell me you didn't
get him out of custody.

Elliot has made more
progress in one day

than the police have all week.

Look, he's currently tracking the
van the drugs were smuggled in.

Colluding with the criminals we're
supposed to be fighting against

is not the way to win this.

Okay, then tell
me what is, Henry.

Because right now, no one believes
that we can actually do anything

about these gangs.

I'm just another politician
spouting a load of sh*t

making empty promises.

Legalisation of all drugs.

It's your policy.
You said it yourself.

It's the only way to hit
all the gangs at once.

Take away their business.

Yes, and I dropped it from
the campaign for a reason.

There just isn't enough support.

Yes, but that was before
hundreds of people died

in a single night
from poisoned drugs.

Oh...

It would cut the gangs
off at the knees.

Oh, I don't know, I mean...

Do you really think people
are ready to listen?

I do.

We commend to Almighty God,
our son and brother, Sean,

and commit his
body to the ground.

Earth to earth, ashes to ashes,

dust to dust.

I hear you decided
not to take my advice.

I learned from my mistakes.

Consider the cost
of revenge, Marian.

You misunderstand me.

My mistake was not recognising
how weak we were, divided.

Billy.

I'll, uh, catch you up.

- You sure?
- I'll see you back at the house.

Look at you, all dressed up like
a ventriloquist's f*cking dummy.

You see all this business
about you turning up

and giving my sister
your slippery advice,

that's gonna stop.

Because we are not interested
in anything you have to say.

You always were a f*cking c**t.

And you...

were always just a wee,
jumped up f*cking lackey.

You and Finn, acting
like you were someone.

You want to know what
I really think of yous?

Ah.

It's done.

Time to start delivering
your promises.

f*ck.

f*ck.