Listen
to me, Elliot.
Listen now.
Don't let this destroy you.
If you feel you're
slipping, talk to me.
Promise.
It's not over yet.
We sent a message,
but now is the time we're
the most vulnerable.
Do you know how
much we have lost?
Product, men, weapons?
They can be replaced.
With whose money, Koba? Yours?
Sean Wallace and
those f*cking Kurds
have blown holes in
our entire operations.
We don't know even yet
where are all the wounds,
never mind how to
stop the bleeding.
And the power, respect,
how much of all that
has Sean Wallace
wrenched from us?
Don't worry about Sean Wallace.
I shouldn't have
to. That's your job.
You need to direct your
anger away from me.
This happened on your watch.
I'm supposed to know some kid
the Investors thought they
k*lled is planning to att*ck us.
Hm. How do I see this?
I'm clairvoyant?!
You don't have to
be clairvoyant.
You just need to do your job.
You lost focus, Koba,
and you were hit.
And you know the worst part?
You don't even
know what hit you.
You forget who you
are speaking to.
You forget who you
are working for.
I heard from the Investors.
k*ll Sean Wallace,
or they'll k*ll you.
You did well last night.
The gangs are
hurt. Koba's hurt.
Which means the
Investors are hurt too.
So what now?
You make the Investors
quietly disappear?
No. The higher-ups want
this win on the books.
It goes through the system.
And you think Elliot will
uphold his side of the deal?
They're getting out today.
New country, new life.
Fine. Then this is goodbye.
Relax. There's no
sn*per in the window.
But this isn't goodbye.
We want the Wallaces
back on top.
But you don't get free rein.
Okay, so who's holding
the reins? You?
We all answer to someone.
- Elliot.
- You ready?
Oh, Dad, you're not even
packed yet. Come on!
You called half an hour ago.
I don't move as fast
as I used to, do I?
You're moving in a blur,
son. Flight's not till 12:30.
Look, you just finish this.
I'm going to the bathroom. Be
done before I get back out.
Is this us now, Luan?
Broken. Hiding...
Be patient. It's not forever.
We just need time -
for you to get better and
to figure out the next move.
- Can I help you with something?
- Where's Luan?
I, uh... I never heard of him.
You've heard of him and you've heard
of me. Now where the f*ck is he?
- Put it down, Luan.
- Put yours down first.
Don't do this.
Luan, we're here
out of friendship.
The city's at w*r.
Last night wasn't an
act of aggression.
It was strategic. Our
enemies now fear us
and our friends now know
there's another option.
You don't have any friends.
You don't want Koba running
this city just as much as me.
Join me. Together
we'll finish him.
You don't know who
this man is, do you?
No one has the balls
to go against Koba.
Ed Dumani did, but God
knows if he's alive or not.
You underestimate
me. And yourself.
- Together...
- Together what?
Don't f*ck with him.
You cannot b*at him.
He'll keep coming
back and coming back
until you and your brother
and your mother are all dead.
That's who he is.
We're done here.
Let's go.
Alexa, volume down.
- Marian.
- Shannon.
Something's happened
to your father.
You and Danny need
to get out now.
Go somewhere safe.
Danny, switch that thing
off and get dressed now.
Mum.
Now.
I thought soup would be
best. No need to chew, huh?
It's lentil spinach.
It's not spicy. It
won't hurt your gums.
Come on, Ed. Huh?
I won't lie to you, Ed.
You will die in this room.
But not yet.
You're a font of knowledge.
So, I'm going to
ask you questions
and you're going to
answer, keeping in mind,
the moment I feel you no longer
provide valuable information,
it's over.
And it won't be fast.
And I won't stop
at the one Dumani.
Tell me about Sean Wallace.
What are his strengths,
his weaknesses?
What does he love?
What does he hate?
What does he want to be?
His father.
To which question?
All of them.
Hello?
Yeah, listen, I'll
call you back.
Elliot, if Koba had my
dad, where would he be?
Shannon, listen, if your
dad's made an enemy of Koba...
he's not holding him anywhere.
Sorry, Shannon.
He's not dead, Elliot.
He can't be.
I can't lose them both.
If he had my dad...
where would he be?
Driving, then?
What's this?
That... That's your new
passport and driving licence.
We need to get rid of your old
one before we get to the airport.
Ezra Fox?
And I'm your son, Miles.
Actually, you should say it.
"I'm Ezra Fox and this
is my son, Miles."
Go on.
Come on.
Say it.
What have you done, Elliot?
What have you done?
You want me to give
up my name, my home.
You've gotta level with me.
Now.
I k*ll people, Dad.
They make me do it.
I have to. Or they'll k*ll you.
They'll k*ll both of us.
No... No.
You promised.
I know.
What am I supposed to do?
Jesus Christ.
Let's get on that plane, put
this f*cking place behind us
and land as new men.
I'm Ezra Fox and
you're my son, Miles.
Right?
Listen, Dad, there's
something I need to do
before we get on the plane.
There's a man called Joseph
Singer who will approach you.
Don't worry, he
knows who you are.
If I don't make it back in
time... give this to him
and he will make sure that
you're on that flight.
Elliot, no.
You've got to get out of here.
Let's just get on that plane.
It's just this last thing, Dad.
Give this to Singer
and I swear to you
we're out of here.
We lost eight men last night.
Nobody's feeling
it more than me.
But now it's time for
everyone to step up.
You understand me?
Now get back out there.
I know you got my back.
I want you to help
me lead these men.
Will you stand with me?
Condolences.
Condolences.
You.
You're the girl who delivered
Sean Wallace's message?
Come with me.
I'm here to speak
to Sean Wallace.
So when does he want to meet?
30 minutes.
Sean, it's a trap.
Koba said you can
choose the place.
Somewhere neutral. A
restaurant. Public.
But just the two of you.
I send the address and you've
both got 30 minutes to get there.
No weapons. Hands
on the table.
He sees any of your
friends and it's over.
w*r again.
Pass me your phone.
Sean.
You must hate me.
After the things
you've seen me do.
I bet you'd like to
k*ll me, wouldn't you?
Yes, I would.
You can go.
Hello?
You shouldn't
have done that, Elliott.
I would advise you to return
your father within the hour.
If you let us down,
we will k*ll him.
And then we'll k*ll you.
Torpedo.
What the f*ck are
you doing here?
Bosses sent me.
Huh? No one told me about that.
Must be above your pay grade.
There's a hard drive.
They wanna know if it got
b*rned up in the blast.
You gonna help me look for it?
Shh!
Where's Ed Dumani?
I knew Koba shouldn't
have trusted you.
Do you wanna die for Koba? He
doesn't give a f*ck about you.
Day after Sean's att*ck,
he's got you doing clean-up.
You're nothing to him.
Now, tell me,
where is Ed Dumani?
Superstar, f*ck you.
Shh.
Shh, shh. Shh.
Ed.
Ed.
Stop! Get down!
On your knees.
Tie yourself.
Interesting venue.
I'm... I'm tempted to
read into what it means
why you choose here.
And what have you come up with?
Husbands, wives, kids.
Birthday parties.
Regular life.
Yeah.
It's something
you long for, yes?
What, nine to five?
Middle management?
There's no shame in
seeking normality, Sean.
Or I just chose this place
because I figured
a Georgian assassin
would stick out
like a beacon here.
Ha!
Yeah.
What do you want, Sean?
What was mine.
- What was taken from me.
- No. Um, Sean...
What do you want?
What can I get you?
I'll get another
water. Thank you.
I'll have, uh... Ooh...
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm, mm...
Chicken skewers.
So, really, this time,
what do you want?
Everything.
So do I.
I'm the future.
No, Koba.
You're just a cog in
a corporate machine,
beneath faceless owners
who wouldn't piss down your
throat if your lungs were on fire.
You're like everybody
else in this room.
Middle management.
You didn't even come here
with a deal, did you?
You've been buying time
while your men are
lining up outside.
Am I just gonna get
up, go for a walk?
So, what do you
have up your sleeve?
A deal.
Really?
Okay. So, what's your offer?
I know how to take
down the Investors.
I know how to destroy them.
You've got the gangs.
Put those two together,
we'd own the entire city.
Jesus. Get him inside!
We need to get you to a doctor.
No. I'm fine.
Where you going?
Elliot, where you going?
You coming back?
Dad. Dad. f*ck!
Charlie.
I believe you have
something for me.
Good.
Elliot will be here
in a few minutes.
You can hand me the package now.
I told you, not before
my boy gets here.
Listen
to me, Elliot.
Listen now.
Don't let this destroy you.
If you feel you're slipping...
talk to me.
Promise.
Elliot.
What's going on?
Well...
you m*rder*d my father...
you soulless f*cking bitch.
I've had no report that anything
has happened to your father.
Here's your report! Here!
I was there. I saw it.
My daughter's in the house.
Let's go somewhere else and talk.
You sent people to k*ll my dad,
and now you want to talk about it?
Listen to me. I don't
make the decisions.
I don't give the orders.
I just pass them on.
I'm just like you. I don't
want to be a part of it.
But I have no choice.
Is Elliot dead?
No. He wasn't there. Just
Singer and the father.
Okay.
Every address,
every transaction,
their identities,
locations and connections.
The Investors are so f*cked.
The city belongs to us now.
Let's go.