01x02 - Daddy Cool

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The following program
contains strong language,

and violent scenes.

I'd remember if I'd
seen you in here before.

I'm Cindy. Like the doll.

There was a time when the name
Lord counted for something.

Russo, take that left, yeah?
You and your old man are done.

Come here! Your one of
the Lord boys, aren't you?

Not so dangerous after all.

Get in!

You get yourself to Spain!
Uncle Tone will look after yer.

I don't wanna go to Spain!

I need to speak to Eddie Smith.

You ever heard of extradition?
Well, there is none here.

Means you can't get
arrested by British police.

Better make it count girl.

Remember that fella
from the club, Ernesto?

We were gonna do a deal
until he went cold on me.

f*ck you!

Tony, no, f*ck!

Tony, don't.

Ernesto shot Tony.

I love you.

Of course you f*cking do.

Hola muchacha.

f*ck.

Oh.

Gene!?

What have we done Cind?

All we were supposed to do was
lie low and keep our heads down.

What was he thinking? Walking into
Escobell's with a f*cking g*n.

Always the showman.

Cind, I saw my uncle on the floor,
with his canister blown off!

He's gone, and now
we've got nothing.

We've got each other.

Listen. All you tried
to do was broker a deal.

You don't get it, do you? We
can't wind the clocks back.

We're on our toes, my uncle's dead,
and we've got nowhere left to run.

And for what? For this
stupid piece of paper.

Wasn't your fault.

Yeah. Yeah you're right
it wasn't my fault.

That's why we're gonna
come clean Cind, yeah?!

Tell the police everything.
We've got nothing to hide.

Gene, the last thing we should
do is talk to the police.

Look.

All we gotta do, is lay low.

Right?

Then we can plan our next move.

Gene, Gene. Look at
me. f*cking look at me!

Our whole lives depend on how
you act in the next five minutes,

alright? Don't say a word.

I am so sorry, to be
the one to tell you.

Did your uncle ever mention the
name Ernesto Alvarez to you?

No, why?

They met around the time he was
k*lled - did he not tell you?

Tony was a very private man.

And where were you
yesterday, at around sunset?

At work.

No, I wasn't talking to you.

Gene?

We were at work together.

Yeah.

Tony was planning on doing some
building and asked us over to help.

Help how?

We're in construction. He wanted
us to stress test his properties.

And do you have someone
to corroborate this?

We did. But he's dead.

Convenient.

If we had something to hide.

Well this is part of a
m*rder inquiry so, if you do

think of anything else,
please contact the station.

All the details,
including mine, are here.

And I would prefer it if you
didn't leave town just yet.

Are you sure there's nothing
else you'd like to tell me before

I leave?

No. No.

Very well.

Cind, we're gonna sell this land
and get the hell out of here.

♪ Livin' in a shack
in a one-horse town.

♪ Trying to get to heaven
‘fore the sun goin' down. ♪

Gonna be alright Cind.

Tony's land, including Ernesto's
field, could be worth fifty

thousand pounds.

That's our ticket out of here.

You need to call your dad, Gene.

He's gonna find out
one way, or another.

Yeah, you know, he always
looked up to Uncle Tony.

He'll be devastated.

You'd better make space for
me in that bloody coffin.

Yeah, he's a prick, but
he's still your dad.

Be alright.

Is someone gonna
get that, or what?

Why's it always me?

Gene for you, Alb.

He says it can't wait.

Alb.

What is it boy?

It's Uncle Tony.

He's dead.

What did he say?

The less they know
about Tony the better.

Yeah, and hopefully the moment
he's buried, they'll f*ck off.

♪ Oh Mickey, you're so fine,
you're so fine you blow my mind,

♪ hey Mickey. ♪
Alright love, that'll do.

They can hear you
back in Bermondsey.

We've been stood out here
ages. It's f*cking roasting.

And these Bensons taste funny.

f*cking hell.

Always had style, our Tony.

You alright? Alright.

Poor Uncle Tony. What
a f*cking way to go eh?

Yeah, tell me about
it. Where's Kelly?

Plotted up. Arm's still f*cked.

Hiyah. Good to see
you. Yeah you too.

Missed you. This car is amazing.

Poor thing, having to
deal with all this.

I missed you, Mum.

Don't worry, I'm here now.

Come on.

Alright, shall we? Maybe
your father should drive?

It's his car now.

f*ck me, it's palatial.

This'll do.

He wasn't joking when
he said he was caked.

Cind, whatever happens, don't
mention the land, or the deeds.

We've rung the bell.

Oh my God. Leonard look at this.

Are you having a f*cking laugh?

This is ours now. All of it.

This'll help put us
back in the game Alb.

Mum. There's a f*cking
swimming pool in the garden.

Alright, we'll take
the top room now, yeah.

Yeah. We want the one- Shush!

Your father needs
space. Do him a tea.

I'll show yer.

Dad, are you alright?

We need to talk. Boy to man.

Walk me through what happened.

I've no idea what happened
Dad, I wasn't there.

It's a police matter now.

Police?

We don't have it with
gavvers. What d'you tell ‘em?

The truth. The truth,
so what's the truth?

Don't you get tricky with me,
Son - it doesn't end well.

Dad, we were plotted here
all afternoon. Alright.

Gimme a memory. Something
I can hold onto.

He loved to sing, Dad.
He had some voice.

Police. Spandau Ballet, Video
k*lled- - the Radio star.

Yeah. Gonna miss him.

Hold me, boy.

Look lads, I found this hat
in his bedroom. Natty eh?

Natty? Looks f*cking
ridiculous. Take it off.

What? Take it off!

f*cking hell. Alright.

So, did he try it on with you?

Who, Tony?

Couldn't keep his
c*ck in his pants.

Tried to f*ck me every time
Bert had his back turned.

Hmm, lovely thought.

I had my moments.

Maybe I wasn't his type?

Anything with a
c**t was his type.

I'm really glad you came out
here, Mint Ma. Gene needs you.

None of this is his
fault, you know.

I only did it to save
him from getting nicked.

You must think I'm
some kind of b*tch.

You, a b*tch..? Nah.

You're a survivor.

Thanks, Mint Ma.
Appreciate that.

You can drop the Mint, now.

I hear they're talking about
you back in London, Geno.

About the scrapyard. Bods saying
you're the new Ronnie Biggs.

You've come of age, kid.

Well, this is nice
- us together.

Cheers darling. What
the f*ck is that?

Dirty banana.

I say this with a heavy heart,
as our short time here fills me

with sadness.

Tony, you were a gentleman
and will be missed by us all.

But where there's an
ending, there's a beginning.

Here's to us. The Lords.

The Lords

f*ck.

Hi.

Cindy, hola. How
are you holding up?

Oh, you know. The family are
here for the funeral and...

we're sharing memories
and some tears.

Well, I have news. Good news.

We found Ernesto
Alvarez near Escobells,

with a b*llet in his chest.

Alive. He's recovering
in hospital.

Wow. That's, that's
wonderful. Did he talk?

Oh, he will. And hopefully,
as our only clear witness,

shed some light
on what happened.

Yeah.

Anyhow. I thought
you'd like to know.

Thanks.

And you still have my card if,
you remember anything else that

might help my investigation.

Yeah, of course

Buenos t*rd.

Whatever happens, we're in this
together alright. You and me.

We need to act fast.

I'll go to the hospital, I...

I'll try and talk to him.

And say what?

Offer him a deal,
like... half the land.

See if he keeps schtum.

He'll never agree, Cind.

What else we gonna do?

Even if he tells the police we
were at Escobells, we haven't got

blood on our hands.

We're in the clear.

You think he's gonna hold his
hands up to k*lling Tony..?

He'll stick it on us.
Cind, you don't know that.

You think he's a straight goer?

He k*lled your Uncle for
f*ck sake. He's a snake.

You stole his deeds.
He'll come for us next.

When he wakes up...

If he grasses,

that's us gone for life.

End of.

Let's do whatever it takes.

Okay.

Ernesto.

Gene or Cindy Lord.

This is your chance.

I'll cover for you
until you get back.

Excuse me.

Hola, my name is Cesar Cabrol.

I came to offer my condolences and
welcome you to our beautiful costa.

Yeah whatever, f*ck
are you anyway?

I have the honour of being the
mayor of this beloved coast.

I understand this is a difficult
time, I hope your family can

at least enjoy the rich history
of our wonderful country.

Handsome.

Handsome. How?

Senora, it's time.

What did Pedro
say? Not a clue.

♪ Farewell my friend,
this is the end.

♪ Into the next
life, you must send.

♪ From Belfast city to Donegal,

♪ You saw the world,
you saw it all.

♪ Miss you my friend,
wish you well.

♪ Good luck and
fortune upon you fell.

♪ And now it's time say goodbye.

♪ All men and souls,
must come to die.

♪ Brave you were kind abreast.

♪ Finally at peace,
laid to rest. ♪

Hola Chico.

What if I offered
you half the land?

Make the police go away.

No one needs to know.
We could make a deal.

All get rich. Mucho dinero.

Why should I deal,

with a m*rder*r?

I know what you did.

f*cking die b*tch!

♪ ...friend to all, blessings
and prayer, upon you fall.

♪ A hero's goodbye,
we stand to sing,

Anthony Lord, born a king. ♪

Hola.

How are you doing young man?

As well as to be expected.
Oh. I don't see Cindy.

You haven't met my brother Leonard,
just flew down from London.

Len. Len.

This is Detective Alfonso -
he's leading the investigation

into what happened
to Uncle Tony.

Someone blew his f*cking
head off, is what happened.

Anyway, we don't
have it with gavvers.

Who's that c**t?

He's taken it badly.

So, er Cindy? She already left?

Nah, still inside. She just
wanted some alone time with Tony.

Ah. I see.

Wait here.

What did Ernesto say?
Did you find him?

Cindy, what did you do?

I had no choice, Gene.

He was gonna pin it all on us.
Whatever it takes, remember?

I'm the one who's
gotta live with this.

Where's your earring?

And you're bleeding.

Oh f*ck.

Senor Lord.

Please.

Ah f*ck's sake. What is it now?

Would you like to say a few
words about your brother..?

Yeah, come on then.

I'm not really one for talking,
but well my brother is...

was the sort of man who
wanted to be remembered.

It's funny looking out, seeing
all of Tony's pals - all

brilliant white smiles and plenty of
readies - it's all he ever wanted.

And boy did he get it.
A real millionaire.

He never wanted anyone to know
that we were born in the gutter,

that we had to beg on the bombed
out streets during the w*r, just

to get enough food to survive.

He hated when I told people that
we never tasted Coca-Cola till

we were teenagers.

He used to say “Bert, if you
wanna get rich, act rich, and stop

feeling sorry for yourself.”

Me?

I thought he was a
complete f*cking w*nk*r.

I hate people who pretend
they're something they're not.

Money turned Tony bad, not that
he was ever good, and look where

he ended up, look where
his fortune got him.

This place is a sh*t h*le, so you
won't have to put up with me for long.

Buenas f*cking dias.

Come on.

Nice one dad. Cheers
son. See you in the pub.

Yeah.

Come on, we should
go. f*ck this.

Sorry if I went a bit strong.

Needed to be said, Alb.

f*cking tea tastes funny.

Spanish cows.

I don't mind saying though, I find
the climate very agreeable here.

Hey.

I know where our home is, Ma.

There.

Perfect. Just like my husband.

Let's sell up and f*ck off
back to South London, eh?

What d'you reckon on the desk? Nah
it's not worth nothing. Burn it.

Well at least the house
is worth a fortune.

Woah Dad, what you doing?
We son are selling up!

You what?

We're gonna get out of this sh*t h*le
and back to Bermo where we belong.

Ah sh*t. What d'you
reckon on the Yucca, Ma?

That's not a yucca.

Well, whatever it is, it's
gotta be worth thirty innit?

What about that end table? We're
not taking anything home Ma.

Mum. Dad. We're not
taking anything.

Just stop. Okay. There's
something I need to tell you.

Well go on!

None of this is his alright,
Tony died penniless.

This house, the car, it's all.
It's all borrowed, or stolen.

He lied to us. What?

He was potless. And he was singing
in Club Paradiso to make ends meet.

Take a look.

The real owners are a Swiss
family who live in Monaco.

Mum.

I'm sorry, Dad.

f*ck's sake. Get
us a beer, will ya?

But I'm winning.
Go get it yourself.

What have I brought
you out here for then?

A holiday?

Carl.

Oh f*ck's sake!

Alright babe?

You alright bruv?

Yeah I'm alright mate.

Listen, there's something
I've gotta tell you bruv.

Oh sh*t Leonard?! Len
open the f*cking door.

Len? Please, Len?

You knew didn't
yeah..? Len? Len?

All the way from
the f*cking airport.

Yeah, alright Dad, alright.

You enjoyed that did yer?
Telling us he had f*ck all.

Don't start Dad. Please.

Why did you wait till now eh,
to tell us that he was potless.

What did I do to deserve this?

I'm sorry it weren't what
you wanted to hear, alright.

What do you mean potless?

I bathed you. I fed you.
I f*cking clothed you.

You never wanted for
anything. Yeah Dad, just-

You keep out of it.

Where did I go wrong, son?
Maybe it was having you.

Dad. Please.

Well, you got what you wanted,
didn't yer. I'm the fool.

Going home broke. You win Gene.

You're the better man. Happy?

We are going home, Ma.

Don't be too hard on him Gene.

He's found this whole
thing really difficult.

Truth is, he just
wants you close to him.

Come home with us, babe.
There's nothing here for you.

What about Cindy?
She'd be stuck here.

Darling, you hardly know her.

Don't you think things have
gone pear shaped, since you've

been wrapped around her..?

She's hardly the marigolds
in a sink type, is she?

What are you trying to say, Mum?

I'm saying we look out for
each other in this family.

And Cindy'll always
land on her feet.

Think about it. For me.

I love you son.

I was just saying how unfair
I think Albert's been.

What if we didn't sell them?

The deeds. Maybe
your uncle was right?

Maybe we're sitting
on a fortune?

What do we know about hotels?

It's not just about a
hotel - it's about freedom.

Your Dad's got his hand around
your throat, and it'll never

change unless you break free.

Why did you really go
back and steal them deeds?

You risked everything.

This could be your time Gene
- but you gotta take it.

Break free from you family
and make a name for yourself.

Emilio Suarez?

Yeah. He designed the hotel model
for Tony. He's gonna help us.

I just wanted to say thank
you so much for seeing us

Mister Suarez, and what a beautiful
place you're building here.

No, thank you, it's my pleasure.

Your Uncle was one of the
most charming guys I ever met.

Charming, indeed. We're gutted.

Hmm. You know this was his
favourite cigar, Cohiba Epicure.

We would sit and smoke together
for hours and err, every time I

built a new hotel, he would tell
me that his was gonna be bigger

and greater, you know,
always with this energy.

Oh man. If life rewarded dreamers,
he would have been a millionaire.

That's for sure.

That sounds like Tony. Who
actually builds these places?

Gitanos - local gypsies.

They work like cart horses - “for
peanuts” - as Tony used to say.

And what are the building laws like?
My uncle said they were relaxed.

Yeah. He was right.

The only law here is Cesar
Cabrol, he's the local mayor.

But get him on side and
you can build anything.

And with that land, the
world is your oyster.

We're gonna do this
Cind. You and me.

Get the Mayor on side and
get shot of my family.

Let's stick a big f*ck off hotel,
right in the middle of that land.

Look at you.

Just f*ck off! Shut up,
where the f*ck are they?

What the hell?

I am not talking to you!

Dad, dad, what's going on?

Gene just. Just shush.

We made a deal with your brother,
and we're not leaving until

we get what we came for!

You're Tony's family,
it's your debt now!

What's he talking about
Gene? I don't know, Dad.

We've no idea what you're
f*cking talking about.

We paid two million pesetas for
a beach, but he never gave us

the deeds! Beach?
What f*cking beach?

Huh, you know what beach
- you f*cking own it man!

It's on your land.

We don't know about any beach, so
if you wanna k*ll us, crack on,

if not, f*ck off.

Tony had a beach - we bought
the deeds - we had a deal.

Boys, there is no beach; so, you
take whatever furniture you want.

I don't want f*cking furniture!
I want the f*cking land or I'm-

Come on then! Argh! Go
on Len, do the c**t!

Ma! Get the g*n!

Stop it! Just get them
the f*ck out of here.

Get the f*ck out of our house.

Get out.

And take your f*cking
mullet with yer.

You alright, Ma? Good.

Let's find these f*cking deeds!

They're not gonna be
in the f*cking sofa!

Right Cindy, let's
see what you're about.

Len.

The desk.

I f*cking knew
it... Another fella.

Mum get down here!

Go on son.

This says er, what's that Carl?

Land certificates.

This is it! The beach!

This isn't just a beach -
this is hundreds of acres.

It‘s a gold mine. Oh my God.

This changes everything.

I f*cking love you son!

Yes! I'm back in the game!

This is all my fault.

You should go.

I'm serious.

I'll hand myself in. You
can go back to your life.

It'll be like, you never
walked into that night club.

Never met me. Your Dad
can re-live his past.

And you can be part of it.

Just cut me loose, Gene.

Suits you.

I'm proud of you Alb.

You remind me of someone.

The man I married.

Strong, powerful.

A leader.

Lord by name.

Lord by nature.

Come on you lot!
Let's celebrate.

We're f*cking caked!

Gracias geezer.

You alright girls.

I could get used to this, Ma.

I can see.

Come and have a dance
with your old man?

Oh, I can't get into black
music. You go for it Alb.

Alright! Here y'are girl.

You wanna be a Lord, you
gotta dance like a Lord.

Come on. Y'alright?!

Good evening. I didn't
mean to scare you.

Don't worry, you didn't.

I wanted to apologise. My timing
wasn't great when we met earlier.

I should have seen
you were grieving.

You're alright mate.

Come on Len, I love this song.

Oh, I don't dance
Carl. You know that.

But the whole family are up.

Gene! Oh come on.
Babe, please...

Nah, what the f*ck are you
doing? You look ridiculous.

Kell. It's Ma, you alright?

Alright Ma. Yeah. This Cindy.

She's hiding something
from us. The c**t.

She's already got a man.

She weren't for me anyway.
Always knew she was a wrong ‘un.

Yeah, and we're gonna prove it.

Listen Kell, I need
you to do something.

Stick your nose in and find
out who this fella is, yeah?

Yeah, course you know
me Ma. I'll sort it.

My arms better so I'll sort
this and then I'll come over.

I love ya and that...

Ma?

Frank! Es la hora.

Come on Ginger.

Yer alright? Yeah. Are you?

Yeah.

No one's ever put their
neck on the block for me.

Stood up for me, stole for me,

k*lled for me.

You really think I'd turn my
back on you now after everything

we've been through?

We're just getting started
baby. We could have it all Cind.

We're gonna build
this dream together.

What about the
deeds? Your family?

f*ck ‘em all. You're all I need.

Come here.

Gene Lord.

You're under arrest for conspiracy
to m*rder Ernesto Alvarez.

You what? What?

Oi, you can't just f*cking take him
like that. f*cking gavver pricks

Get your hands off me.

f*cking gavver pricks.

Come on, I'm talking
to you. Come on.