01x03 - Holborn

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I grew up in a dark corner of this

city with nothing and no one.

When you have to take sh*t

from people who have nothing,

beat off rats who want

to share your bed,

and go without dinner because

both parents are on the dole,

and on the pipe

well you grow up hungry.

Born with nothing makes you hungry

for everything.

Praise.

Love.

Home.

Now I had everything.

But there is one thing that people

with everything never have.

Enough.

Mr. Somerville.

Hi. Superintendent Luke Holborn here,

Metropolitan Police.

I'm heading up our investigation

into Sanguis Meridian.

I'm told you called in

with some sensitive information

regarding their international

business dealings.

Is that right?

Ok, so Freddie.

Is it ok if I call you Freddie?

That call brought me to Kingston.

Jamaica? A bit sudden.

It's only for a couple of days.

I told myself this one little trip

could mean big things.

A step up in the ranks.

A rise above the shadows.

But then I met you, Millie.

Yes, Super will be giving a statement

about the Somerville murders

to the press imminently.

Any clue why a photo of Romeo

Lawrence is on Leddick's phone?

Shouldn't that be with forensics?

It was.

All protocols followed.

Forensics has looked at it.

The as*h*le had a folder

full of deleted pictures.

Turns out, Leddick Somerville is

neck deep in Romeo's abduction.

A whole room of white people

gunned down

and you think the press give a sh*t

about some missing Black boy?

It's mad you've not considered

they might be related.

Super?

The Gleaner on line one

looking for comment.

Commissioner on line two.

Why did Leddick kidnap Romeo?

Why do you think I know anything?

Remind me why you're here again?

We're about to talk to the press

in the middle of the night

and I am not going out there

to make a fool of myself

because you're holding

something back.

We need to be sharing

information here, Superintendent.

All we have is what

Freddie's given us.

A few key details on UK

crime syndicate Sanguis Meridian.

Such as?

Freddie claimed

he had solid information

that the Somervilles were helping

to launder money for Sanguis.

Started out in drugs but been

diversifying ever since.

It's hardly anything you can share

with the Jamaican press.

- Super?

- What?

Minister on line one,

Commissioner on line two. Again.

I knew the Somervilles

were covered in sh*t.

Look, I'm not here

to impede anything.

But we're looking

into the same people here.

And we've been following

this g*ng for months

and nothing ties this kid to them.

Waste of my damn time.

Ma'am. Black and I

both need Freddie alive.

I need him to testify

and she needs to question him

and Janet about the boy.

Makes sense for us to partner.

Black.

Tie Freddie to a crime

committed on Jamaican soil,

I'll hold him as long as it takes

to find Romeo.

Freddie's running out

of places to hide.

I'll find him. And Janet.

- Hey.

- About Holborn.

Anything yet?

Looks kosher.

Sort of boss we wouldn't have minded.

Fair.

Does his homework.

Plays by the rules.

Dicks like him wrote the rules.

How are you?

For real.

Partner in hospital.

And my sister would rather live

in a gutter than with me.

So you know. The usual.

Jesus, Millie.

Now these f*ck are partnering me

with a f*cking Met officer

Well, I wouldn't want to be

in his shoes.

Yeah, you should probably

give him some tips.

So you're sure he's ok?

Yeah, 'fraid so.

I mean, it's legend

round here how he took

down a multi-million pound drug ring.

Okay.

Thanks, Meera.

Take care of yourself.

Jesus. I wouldn't send

my garbage man to this place.

Nobody ever ask any questions here.

Bomboclaat barmaid taking us

to some f*ck shop?

This really the best we could do?

Da f*ck, Janet?

I didn't know who else to trust.

Honey, it's alright -

Shut the f*ck up.

She save your backside calling me.

But a barmaid like me

will leave your a*s out to dry

if you think you have

someplace better, rich boy.

Daddy Somerville gone.

No one else gonna bail you

out of this sh*t you in.

Careful how you speak to me.

You forget Pinky

on Somerville property.

You don't even have a proper lease.

No, but I can get you a boat

you can take to Cuba,

if you sign the deed

of Hot Pinky over to me.

Freddie

There's a hit out on you

and even Babylon closing in.

The way me see it?

The only thing coming between a

b*llet and your f*cking head, is me.

I'll get that deed.

Your room is down the hall.

Let's hope this Somerville

lawyer's a real lead.

He picked up Janet from JPF.

He's protecting the family.

He'll know something.

He lives in this place?

What are you? A real estate agent?

Thanks, but too much milk.

Noted.

Cricket

That little boy going be the next

Courtney Walsh, Papa.

More of a football fan myself.

This about the Somerville m*rder?

Why you ask?

It's all over the news.

And Mr. Heywood look shook up today.

He's upstairs?

Too late.

He left at the crack of dawn.

Seemed in a big hurry.

Try his office.

He knew we'd come looking for him.

He is in on this.

sh*t.

b*stard's destroying evidence.

Call 1-1-0.

We need to grab all we can.

What you doing, Black? Don't be -

Hi, hello yeahI'm at

an office block onI don't know.

Millie, what's the -

For f*ck's sake.

No swelling or blistering.

O2 levels currently stable.

Hey, take it slow.

Hiya, are you ok?

Yeah.

Hey, was anything salvageable?

There was a hard drive.

It's too early to tell.

You're lucky he took you out

when he did.

For f*ck's sake, tell me you didn't

give me mouth to mouth.

Wow Luke, thanks for saving my life?

Was it? Sorry I didn't quite -

Who was that?

It's just London wanting updates.

I put out an APB on Heywood.

Anything pops up, we'll be

the first to hear about it.

You think it's safe to go back in?

Let salvage do their job.

I don't want to have to do that

again, so can we please just, oh -

- You alright?

- Yep. Yep, I'm fine.

Yeah?

Hospital?

I have a better idea.

You know smoke inhalation

left untreated can be fatal?

- Yeah.

- Yeah, thought so.

What?

Ok, yeah - now I know you are

definitely an android

because real Brits would get their

heads blown off by that.

Yeah, well I am sweating

though, finally.

So.

The photos on Heywood's wall

was like a who's who

of the Jamaican upper class.

We had Clint Donovan

who's a politician,

Patterson Campbell who owns NTK bank,

and Leddick Somerville

who we know about.

All men, of course.

Old boys' club alive and well then?

I mean, you'd know.

You think white means posh.

Trust, I grew up poorer than you.

And look how far you've come.

Hey Curtis.

Have you been discharged

from hospital yet?

Ok, good. Good.

Is Daniel going in today?

Look, there's a hard drive

in salvage. I need to -

The Somerville lawyer. Heywood.

He tried to destroy evidence

and now he's missing.

Yeah.

Well, there's something there,

Curtis. I can't wait for Forensics.

Cheers.

I've gotta go home, stink of smoke.

You can get a cab, right?

In another world

I think we'd be friends, Millie.

But you don't trust me because

when you look at me you recognize

the raw empty places we both try

and fill up with this f*cking job.

Hey, Millie need a favor.

You shouldn't be out of bed.

I'm fine.

I need you to stop by salvage

when you go into work.

Who's in Vancouver?

Us maybe.

We have Costa Rica booked.

Not for holiday.

Daniel.

You the one who always telling me

that change is happening here.

Nobody showed up Curtis.

At the hospital.

Nobody.

So we go to Canada? To do what,

turn Mountie and ride moose?

To live our lives out in the open.

You know how hard I work

to build a normal life.

You mean how hard you work to pass.

I don't need to wave no rainbow flag

from some float to live my life.

Of course, you not

one of us sissy f*ggots.

You're Officer Normal.

So how come nobody from the JPF came

to visit you

in the bloodclaat hospital?

Millie came.

With her hand out. As usual.

Hey, hey, baby.

Baby.

Nothing's changed.

The f*ck happened to you?

I wasn't sure you'd still be here.

b*tch, chill.

What?

You know?

You're so very close to being pretty.

I should've been born the big sister.

It's wasted on you.

Tonight I'm getting you dinner.

I need to go to the Gully.

Deltreece's Nine Night is tonight.

And the girls getting ready for it.

But you're coming back, right?

You'll give Deltreece

a proper send off

and call me after. I'll come get you.

Millie, you know I can't

come back to this house.

I phoned the estate agent.

The Gully is my home.

I built a family there and

I have little sisters that need me.

Come on, Bis.

You are the big sister.

You're supposed to know.

Are you sure

that's going to be enough?

You think you're Jesus and

we feeding the five thousand?

This plenty.

You're gonna be okay?

Yeah.

I have my work.

Curtis will come through.

Why you don't go see him?

I might.

Better yet, call Richie too.

I'm sure Curtis would love to meet

Mr. Big d*ck Energy.

Could happen.

Alright, goodie.

Go get yuh some goodaz.

Leave me.

Hey.

How you doing?

You got plans tonight?

Do you want to come and meet

my partner? Properly this time?

So, she just invite herself and

the boyfriend over last minute?

Hey. Behave. She tryin'.

Bombo. Damn.

She no bring him?

She bring him, alright.

Hey. Behave yourself.

Come, come open the door.

We goin' need more food than this.

Right, shall I get a chicken?

And the -

Oh guys, just stop making a fuss.

It's fine.

Stop fussing, right?

I think this calls for a c*ck.

Oh god.

Bobsled.

Bahama Mama.

Mojito.

If you say Sex on the Beach,

I will slap you.

Just give the man

a Red Stripe, please.

Beer is fine, boys.

You need help?

What's your secret, Richie?

Me know this woman a whole year.

And she usually keep

her booty to herself.

This is none of your damn business.

Alright.

So, how's the Brit?

You know you're the only person

I can tolerate.

More like I'm the only person

that can tolerate you.

You have to big the man up

for saving you from the fire.

He what?

What did you do?

I stopped the destruction

of evidence.

You close on that hard drive?

I'm working on it.

I thought this was a social call.

So, Richie.

A straight man running a g*y bar.

I run a bar for everybody.

Get Millie to bring you sometime.

I'm so there, my boy.

Sounds like I've got competition.

Shut up, Curtis.

Who's going to be

your competition, him?

Alright.

Wait, wait, wait.

Family connection

we ache for it.

And yet, it can never satisfy us

because deep down

no matter how far we come or how many

arrests we make, you and I

we know we don't deserve it.

You broke protocol.

On a case involving Scotland Yard.

After I explicitly warned you not to.

You're jeopardizing

your career and mine.

Okay, but Curtis came through.

He found a string of accounts,

shell companies, flight info -

Curtis is on leave recovering

from a g*nsh*t wound

because you refused

to wait for backup.

He should not be working,

let alone tampering

with evidence

you've stolen from salvage.

How many excuses you think

I can make for you?

Look, I can find Romeo, Super.

I believe you can,

but not if we're both fired.

Do what you've got to do.

Come on. We're going to the airport.

Ok, so Heywood just flew

to the Virgin Islands yesterday

to empty his accounts.

Well, no. He's en route to Venezuela.

No extradition.

And you think

that's where Freddie is?

Well, Freddie hasn't touched

his own accounts, but

all of these companies

are registered to Heywood.

So some of it is bound to be

Somerville money.

And if Freddie has bought a flight?

Then we still have a chance

of intercepting him.

No Janet Fenton or

Frederick Somerville on our list.

Have any of these companies

purchased flights?

Yes.

Blue Ridge Holdings

right here. And this one,

Somertime Tours.

Ok, so if it's not Freddie -

Well, maybe he and Janet

are traveling under aliases.

Actually, all of these companies

are showing up in our system as

having made recent purchases.

Not just for two people,

few tickets each time.

Different flights.

Does your airline keeps scans of

passports for international flights?

Yes.

What, can you print

all of them for us?

You've got two phones.

One's for work, one's for family.

I was only supposed to be in and out.

I've missed my daughter's

dance recital, so it's not all bad.

You're trying to convince me

you're human?

Yeah. Is it working?

No. How old?

Four.

Cute age.

Is it?

I thought that's just

what people say.

Yeah yeah, maybe if your

four year old's not a tiny dictator.

No, no she's, she's an amazing kid.

Less milk.

Yep. I mean, it's better.

Thanks.

Here.

Anthony Mantel?

Who's that?

f*ck, this is the kid.

That's Romeo.

Ten days ago, Romeo Lawrence

flew from Kingston to London

with a British passport

under the name Anthony Mantel.

Paid for by Clear Fields Foundation.

London?

Clear Fields is one of a network

of shell companies.

Facilitated by Heywood,

Somerville owned.

Sharon Ortez, found dead in

Regents Canal, London, two years ago.

From St. Andrew Parish.

Misdemeanors in soliciting.

Reported missing

by a few of her colleagues,

but who takes working girls

seriously?

Joy Applegate, in prison for theft

at HMP Downview, Surrey.

She told her arresting officers

that she'd been held against her will

and they'd taken her passport.

But no evidence? NFA'd.

She's currently awaiting

deportation back to Jamaica.

And her brother Leon Douglas,

still missing.

Remi Taveres, found beaten to death

in Hackney Marshes, East London.

His dad from two streets away

reported him missing

every day for six months,

until he had a stroke and had

to get checked into hospital.

Now I looked into that one myself.

I looked for him, I did.

So all these were sent to London

by the Somervilles?

Yeah, yeah, we thought it was just

money moving between this network.

Counterfeit, dirty money.

But it looks like -

Human trafficking.

Romeo was the only one with an alias.

The others used their own passports.

It's better deniability.

Yeah look, we're not yet sure

that it's him.

It's a British passport.

We have to run -

Sure, 'cause all little Black boys

look the same.

sl*ve trade didn't end.

It just evolved.

Is he the only kid?

Good job.

Both of you.

Look, I have to say, ma'am,

it was all Black.

Extraordinary police work.

Good job, Millie.

I'll head over to the Lawrences.

London? What you doing here then?

Go find him.

They told me not to call.

Let him settle.

I wanted to go with him.

I will find him.

And I will bring him back.

Anything from London yet?

It's early days.

I've got to tell Curtis.

He was on some of these cases.

I feel bad about something.

I have to come clean.

If you're not going to give me

the time with Freddie,

please can you not waste my time -

Oh no, no. It's nothing

to do with this case.

I had them send me the report.

The one they did

after Victor Adebanjo.

I wanted to know

who I was working with.

It's compelling.

It's comprehensive.

You did everything right.

You should know that.

And I'm sorry that happened to you.

I think about Victor every day.

Let's not lose Romeo.

I won't be long.

Janet and Freddie

on their way to the harbor.

Nobody follow.

You grow all this.

And now you have

the deed to go with it.

Paper don't mean sh*t if Freddie

can come back and make trouble.

I'm protecting this.

As for Freddie?

Man gonna get what him deserve.

I'll make sure of that.

sh*t, I remember Leon Douglas.

Sharon Ortez, I read her reports.

Missing persons no Jamaican cop

was ever goin' find in the UK.

Thank you for your help.

You can thank Daniel

for raiding salvage

by bringing your bartender

over more often.

You really think

he's that good looking?

What, you don't?

Daniel's happy to take

him off your hands.

Millie Black.

Hit Girl here.

Yeah.

Freddie Somerville's on him way

to the harbor with Janet.

Are you sure?

Yeah man, them heading to Cuba.

Yeah, but how do you know that?

Him come over here screaming for the

rent and running him mouth to Janet.

Ok, thanks.

Who was that?

Our friend from the Pinky.

Freddie and Janet

are getting a boat out.

Freddie and Janet

are heading to the harbor.

Don't.

They go down there all g*ns blazing,

we lose Freddie

and your chance of finding Romeo.

What is it with you and that

bloodclaat teddybear?

When you going to grow up, girl?

You never had a problem with mi age

when you were pulling up

my school uniform, though.

What?

Nothing.

A surprise. I'll tell you later.

Hey, what is the progress

on the harbor operation

to bring in Freddie Somerville?

Nothing on the radio.

Nothing.

No, no. My mistake.

sh*t, f*ck this.

She gonna get somebody k*lled.

Herself most likely.

Don't even think about it.

She need back up.

She didn't f*cking call it in.

Then she made her bed.

What the f*ck you doing?

Listen to me and listen good.

You step one foot outside

that door, Curtis,

and you better pray to Father God

you die behind that b*tch

because you better not

limp yourself back here.

How close are you to the harbor?

Hello.

You see a white man?

Young girl?

Come on.

I've found them.

Dock 40.

Come on.

Start the engine.

Hey. Janet.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Get off.

Please.

I just want to talk.

Get the f*ck off.

You need to tell me where Romeo is.

We don't know.

If anything happens to him,

you're gonna be in a lot more

trouble than you are now.

I am the good guy here.

I'm the only one who said no

to the little boy.

Stennet?

Where are they?

Curtis called.

Dock 40. This side.

Just tell me where Romeo is

and I'll go. I promise.

- sh**t her.

- What?

No, no, wait, wait, wait. Look.

sh**t her and we'll be in Cuba

by tomorrow. Let's go.

Janet please. Look, Freddie.

Put the g*n down.

- I can call Luke Holborn.

- Don't.

Your deal with him still stands.

If you tell me what I need to know

about the boy,

I can call him, have him

take you to London.

Don't f*cking call him.

Luke Holborn?

Who the f*ck do you think

I'm running from?

We should hang back. It's volatile.

Somerville armed.

Holding Black hostage.

Send SWAT.

Holborn is a part of them.

Ain't no escaping them.

Who?

He called me to my parents' estate.

Five minutes after I am supposed

to arrive, everybody dead.

Soon as I talk to that man,

my life turn upside down.

People dropping dead left and right.

Freddie shut up.

f*ck he's freaking out.

You're going to end up

with a dead cop.

No clear shot.

It's your call, Officer.

You know how this is going to end.

Go please, and stop pretending

like you can help us.

Please. If you tell me

where Romeo is I will go, ok?

If anything happens to her

I will make sure the entire JPF

knows that you had the shot

and you didn't take it.

What do Sanguis Meridian

want with a kid?

Take it.

Not safe.

That's what I want to know.

Ahmed told me he's for

somebody else, not them.

Who's Ahmed?

And who do they want Romeo for?

- Just sh**t her.

- Lindo.

Take the f*cking shot.

In another world,

we may have been friends

but in this world?

I'm just another shadow at your door.

Here's the thing about a shadow.

Sometimes he's ahead of you

and you can never catch him.

And sometimes he's behind you.

sh*t. Even Leddick.

But no sign of Janet.

And we missed Freddie again.

What a f*cking sh*t show.

I need to phone this into the Met.

And you never see him coming.