01x06 - Legends Never Die

[bunniefuu]

[chain rattling]

[man] It's light.

They're all holdin' back
because we're runnin' low.

We could only give the Mancs
half of what they wanted,

Glasgow's nearly out, and Birmingham
are threatenin' to go elsewhere.

What about the other thing?

[quiet, tense music playing]

There's no way, Carter.

No matter what's happened, there's no way.

What's happened?

[man] We asked around,
like you told us to,

about Eddie.

There's a dealer on the Ford Estate
and he was scared, Carter.

Scared to tell us.

The dealer sold to a kid who died.

He says it was clean.
He says it was an overdose.

Either way, the kid died.

Well, it's smack. Kids die.

It's not about the kid.
It's about his dad.

I've sorted Birmingham,
but we're on borrowed time.

Yeah.

I think we are.

I was thinking, when this boat comes in,
we should pick it up ourselves.

Why would we do that?

That's not a few kilos down the docks.

Our half's worth, what, 40, 50 million?

Who do you trust enough to handle that?

It's my half, not ours.

And I don't know
who I can trust right now, Eddie.

Why didn't you tell me?

Tell you what?

About your kid.

Because he was a junkie.

And he's got a mother

who doesn't want
people knowing he was a junkie.

So if we have to tell people,
we say he died serving his country,

and if we don't have to tell people,
then we don't say a word.

And if you tell me
how to handle my son dying

in a flat on the Ford Estate
with a needle in his arm,

then I swear
I'll put you through that f*cking wall.

f*cking hell, mate.

Poor lad.

Come here.

- Come here.
- [Eddie breathing shakily]

Okay.

We're gettin' out of this.

You've got a family to look after.
And I've got things I wanna do

that I won't be doing
in the back of a warehouse in Croxteth.

So we'll bring the stuff here,
we'll sell it fast,

make more money
than you and I could ever spend.

That includes you, Eddie.

You'll be weighed in properly.

But right now, I want
everything we've got brought here. Every

sh**ter, every b*llet,
every gram of smack.

Then we control the lot.

It's just you and me now, kid…

till the end.

- Is it worth the risk?
- [Eddie] Listen.

When you take down me and Carter,
someone else will try to keep this going.

Without shooters and smack,
it'll be harder.

There'll be a break,

a bit of time when the kids
won't have anything to put in their arms,

and maybe one of those kids will use
that time to get themselves out of it.

So, yeah.

It is worth the f*cking risk.

[all shouting] Armed police! Armed police!

- [officer 1] Clear the room! Left clear!
- [officer 2] Right!

- [officer 1] Left clear!
- [officer 3] It's empty.

- [officer 1] Room clear!
- [officer 4] Nothing here, sir.

- [officer 5] Yeah, stand down.
- [sighs]

- [officer 5] Control…
- [radio] Go ahead.

[tense music continues]

[radio chatter]

[sighs heavily]

[sniffles]

[cell phone keypad beeps]

[ringing tone]

[sighs]

[Hakan] Yes.

The rat. [sniffs]

It's Eddie.

What does Eddie know?

Everything.

Then we have work to do.

Yeah.

We do.

{\an8}[wind whistling]

[phone ringing]

Yeah?

Hello, my friend. It's… it's Aziz.

I'm coming to meet you.

That's not the plan.

[Aziz] We don't think we should discuss
our plans on the phones anymore.

Why not?

This is why I'm coming to meet you.

[urgent, tense music playing]

Get in the car, Eddie.

You stupid b*stard, Eddie.

[pop music playing on radio]

You know, I'm surprised.

Carter's known me a long time.

And he only sent two of you.

[seagulls calling]

[Guy] Well?

Carter's man.

Eddie.

He's an informer.

You've gotta be f*cking joking.

[Aziz] He knows about us,

he knows about this,
and… he knows about you.

I'll change my plans, then.

- We are taking the opium from here.
- No chance.

[Aziz] Wait.

He works with us.

This is business.

We honor the deal.

You'll still get paid, my friend.

You take the money, we take the risk.
You shouldn't have a problem with that.

And if you do have a problem,
I wonder why that is.

How will you get it in?

That's our job now, not yours.

Unload it.

[Pete] Come on, then.
Get it off. Let's go!

Get the winch up! Hurry up!

[car door slams]

[music fades]

[footsteps approaching]

What happened?

What do you think happened?

He found out.

Eddie, do you want protection?

It was a great place, Liverpool,
when I grew up.

Now they call it Smack City.

And that was us.

That's how I'm leavin' it.

And I'm leavin' it without a son.

And I deserve it, because that was us too.

You did everything you could.

All I've done is help bring
two tonnes of smack to England.

That's all you've done too.

But there's still one thing I can do.
Something you lot can't.

We had a deal.

Yeah, we still do,
but you're running out of time.

I'm getting my family set up
a long way from Liverpool.

And then I'm gonna come back,
and I'm gonna k*ll him.

All right? And you can have that.
You can testify that I told you that.

And I'd shake your f*ck' hand.

And then I'd take any time they gave me,

just so long as
he's in the f*cking ground.

We'll get him.

How?

Go on. How?

Here's what Carter will do now.

He'll go to ground.

Then he'll sell the smack,
and then he's gone.

And anything you lot think you have,
any power you think you have,

that's gone too.

It's gone.

And you're not back to where you started.
It's worse than that.

Because they don't just know
about me now, do they?

They know about you.

[Blake] So just to clarify,
two tonnes of heroin,

£100 million of Class A drugs,
is now out of your control.

It's 120 million. The price
has spiked due to lack of supply.

This is veering into criminal negligence.
Forget getting sacked.

- We could end up getting nicked.
- It's a temporary situation.

You've lost your only informant.

You no longer have eyes
on your Liverpool target or the Turks,

and the drugs have gone.

That doesn't sound too temporary to me.

I've got another way in.

I hope you don't mean the bent cop.

'Cause if you're suggesting
that your best shot

at finding two tonnes of heroin in Turkey

is a bent cop in Manchester
who won't talk,

then you might as well
turn the bloody lights off!

Oh, Christ.

If you'd kept your man safe,
this would've been over.

It'd be over
if you hadn't given up the drugs.

- I 'ad to.
- Why? Did they ask for it nicely?

What did you f*ck' say?

- You heard me!
- [Don] Knock it off. Knock it off!

Knock it off. This is amateur.

You and Kate, get up north. Don't come
back till you get a lead on Carter.

And I'm suspending you from active duty.

You what?

Go home and remember who you are,
because it's not this.

I'm not goin' anywhere, mate.
I've got work to do.

[Blake] He's not your mate.

He's your boss, and you're going home.

[scoffs]

[birdsong]

[stubs out cigarette]

[Guy] Sorry.

[Sophie] Don't bring him here, Guy.

Bringing him here is not you coming home.

[Guy] I'll take her to school.

No, you won't.

I'm here, okay?
So I'll take her to school.

[Sophie] It's the school holidays.

It's been the school holidays for a while.

Right. Yeah.

We'll be back later.

- Where are you going?
- Into town.

She wants to go to the zoo.
She's been reading about penguins.

- I'm coming.
- Not like that, you're not.

They sent me home. That's why I'm here.

And I'm struggling with that,
to be honest,

because it's still goin' on,
what I was doin'.

It's not finished, and I don't know…

I don't know how I'm supposed
to get my head round that.

I don't know how to be… here

when that's still happenin' out there.

It's all right.

Come and see the bloody penguins, then.

Blake's right.

That's all we've got.
A bent cop in Manchester who won't talk.

- Then we try again.
- Then Goodwin says the same thing again.

That he's got nothing to say
and he wants a lawyer.

Then let's give him a lawyer.

Tell me about these penguins, then.

Where do they live?
I've not seen many round our way.

That's because they live
at the South Pole.

- Oh, is that right?
- Yes.

People think they live at the North Pole,
but they can't, because it's just ice,

and they need to live on land because
they need to take care of their children.

And also there's lots of predators
in the sea, which can be dangerous.

Also, did you know the tallest penguin…

- [Lily's voice fades]
- [suspenseful music playing]

- It's called the Little Penguin--
- Love, this is us.

- Let's go, come on. Come on, quick.
- [Lily] Okay, I'm going.

- [Sophie] Quick, quick.
- [Lily] Is Dad coming?

[Sophie] Yeah, he's right behind us.
Quick, before the doors close. That's it.

Where's Hakan?

You're not living in your flat anymore.

Don't you worry
about where I'm livin', son.

Just tell Hakan I want my f*cking money!

[music fades]

[kids shouting and laughing]

[ducks quacking]

[dog barking]

I never thought that would happen.

[sighs]

That they would… cross over like that.

The lives.

But why wouldn't they?

Because they crossed over in me
a long time ago.

And I don't know how to change that.

I do.

I don't want you
to come home again until it's over.

Don said that one day you'd need my help.
Well, this is it.

You need to go back out there
and only be him until this is finished,

because until then,
you'll never really come home.

And if you do, you just bring him
and his life and his danger with you.

[poignant music playing]

Listen, there's…

Uh…

There's two letters

in the garage.

Don't open them unless you have to, but

there's two letters in the garage.

Then you can take them out of the garage
when you get home.

[inhales]

Love you.

Love you.

[door opens]

- Why is he unshaven?
- Suicide watch.

Are you suicidal?

Who the f*ck are you?

This is what they do.
Police, Customs. Make you look like sh*t,

take you to court for a hearing and say,
"Look at him, he's falling apart."

"He is guilty as sin."

So, Mr. Goodwin, are you suicidal?

Not quite.

But the day is young.

Get him a razor.

[door closes]

Good afternoon, Arthur. I'm a solicitor.

- Not mine, you're not.
- Correct.

Mr. Carter is concerned.

- Shouldn't be.
- Why not?

'Cause I'm in here, and he's not.

Well, the question is what you might do,
or indeed say, to get out of here.

If they had enough to charge me,
I wouldn't be here.

I just need to wait it out.

But…

I won't have a job at the end of this.

Mr. Carter's a businessman.

He'll always be receptive
to a mutually beneficial agreement.

I may need to relocate.

Then I'm sure you'll do so
with Mr. Carter's very best wishes.

They'll have my pension off me.

That is a situation I'm sure
Mr. Carter would be keen to rectify.

[Goodwin chuckles]

Then tell him I appreciate his support.

Is there anything else
he should be concerned about?

I believe Her Majesty's Customs
are keen to talk to him.

Have they indicated
how they might go about that?

[chuckling] I imagine they would
go about doing that by trying to find him.

I reckon Carter's probably
worked that out for himself,

so don't you go billing him for that.

Mr. Carter is a highly successful
entrepreneur, Mr. Goodwin.

Unlike you, he has no financial concerns.

Mr. Carter can wear
whatever suit he wants.

Can drive whatever car he wants.

I know who he is.

- So do I.
- Yeah?

Mr. Carter is a legitimate businessman
who cares deeply about his community.

Oh, behave, will ya?

He's a kid off the Boot Estate

with a dad in Walton
and a mother who put him there.

I know who Carter is.

He knows who I am.

So tell him

he's got plenty to worry about,
but that does not include me.

[ominous music playing]

Thanks for your help.

[phone rings]

- Yeah.
- Have we checked Carter's mum?

She's dead.

Right. [sighs]

- sh*t.
- What?

He told me she was dead.

He told me that.

[sighs]

[door opens]

[footsteps approaching]

You should be resting.

[sighs] All I've done
is what you asked me to do.

You told me to build him.

You told me to become him.

You can't just ask me to let him go.

- Not when we're so close to the end.
- I can do what the f*ck I want, son.

And right now,
I'm trying to look after you.

I'm fine.

[Guy sighs]

It's him.

He's pissed off.

And so he should be.
The Turks owe him money,

and now they've gone into hiding,
he knows he ain't gettin' it.

Yeah, that's what I said
when I was where you are now,

and I had a boss telling me
I needed a break.

I told him I was fine.

Said it was my legend
that was falling apart, not me, so…

didn't take a break.

I went back out there,

and I went harder.

Except it wasn't my legend
that was falling apart.

It was me.

But I couldn't see it.

Because I'd forgotten who I was.

And by the time I remembered,

I'd lost everything I had.

That's the funny thing
about hindsight, son.

It always turns up late.

I need you to tell me,

if you were back out there now,

doing this,

knowing all that you know,

knowing what it cost you…

would you stop?

No.

Thank you.

I'm goin' back to work.

Yeah.

[Bailey] 64 years old, no criminal record,

rents her house from the council,
and has 500 quid in a building society.

- You didn't miss much.
- I should've checked her out.

They can't be that close.
Carter's in a penthouse, and she's 'ere.

I grew up in a place like this, Bailey.

With a dad who did his best

and a mum who didn't.

My dad drank, gambled, all of that,
but he didn't break the law,

and he didn't like people who did.

That's the thing about places like this.

Not all the men are crooks,
and not all the women are angels.

This is f*ck' embarrassin'.

Take me to the Turks.

- No.
- Why not?

Because I am finished.

I have done enough,
and you have done enough,

and now, I am home.

- You should go home too.
- Tried that. Didn't work.

Hmm. It is hard. Yeah.

Once, uh, you have lived in this world,
it is hard to leave.

Why did you help me?

Uh, because Mr. Blake gave me money.

- So it was just the money?
- Because Mr. Blake gave me money.

So you don't care about
the two tonnes of smack on its way 'ere?

And about what that could do
to this country?

Ah, you think I should care about England?

That I should be grateful to England?

Let me tell you about England.

England caught me

hiding in the olive trees
when I was 16 years old

with a p*stol that did not fire
and a uniform made by my mother.

England took me to their camp

and asked me questions,
which I did not answer,

so England stripped me

and, uh, beat me

and burned me and cut me,

and, uh, rubbed salt in the wounds

and tied me up in the sun
and left me dying in the dirt like a dog.

Until a man came and, uh…
shouted at the others

and, uh, gave me shade and water and, ah…

saved my life.

So… I served him for the rest of the w*r.

I did not serve England.

I only served him.

Blake?

Mr. Blake.

[Guy exhales]

So, uh, if you need some last help
from me, you must know, my friend,

uh, I will do it for money,
I will do it for Mr. Blake,

uh, I will even do it
just a little for you.

But, uh… England?

[opens lighter]

England can get f*cked.

Deal.

I know where Hakan is.

But, uh… you cannot go to him
until you have something to offer.

Otherwise, uh… if you go to him,

you will not come back.

Tuesday's scouse, eh? [sniffs]

Always was, no matter what else
was goin' on, Tuesday was always scouse.

Never mind your f*ck' tea.
Have you heard from the Turks?

Not yet.

They'll do ya. You know that.

- No, they won't.
- Oh, really? So where's the stuff?

It's movin'.

But you don't know where
and you don't know how.

So they'll do ya just as soon as they can.

You know what I've done?

What I've built?

[sniffs] It's impressive.

What do you want, Declan?

A pat on the 'ead?

No.

It's a weak man
who needs his mother's praise,

and I'll not have
another weak man in this house.

If I wanted your praise, I'd die waitin'.

Could at least recognize what I've done.
You could manage that.

We'll only know what you've done
when it ends.

And right now, it ends with life in Walton
or death in the gutter.

It doesn't.

No, I'm… I'm investin' the money.

I'm cleanin' it.
I'm looking for business opportunities.

Listen to ya!

Don't get above yourself, Declan.
You're a drug dealer.

- Whose fault's that?
- What's that mean?

- You told me to do somethin' with my life.
- I didn't tell you to do this!

You didn't tell me not to, did ya?

You didn't tell me not to.

I trusted… two people in this world, Ma.

I've only got you left.

Your dad drank 'cause he was weak.

And when I told him he was weak,
he drank even more.

But I didn't care.

Because I had you.

And I could see that you were different.

I could see you would never be weak.

Not when it mattered.

You've come a long way, Declan,

and I don't care how you did it.

I just care about
you not throwing it away now.

Because you're important, Declan.

To the Turks.

But I think they've forgotten that.

So go down there

and f*ck' remind them.

The important thing
is that this isn't an apology.

Good start.

What it is is recognition
of the job you've done.

Getting Eddie on board was impressive,
and it wasn't your fault you lost him.

Finding the cop, getting somethin'
out of him, that's good work,

and you're vital.

So I shouldn't have said what I said,
and that's it.

- And that's not an apology?
- No.

- Sounded like one.
- Shall we get on with it?

Where are we?

Mylonas is gonna give me eyes
on the Turks.

- And we found Carter.
- And the drugs?

If they're traveling by road
on the Balkan drugs route,

I'd estimate they're
somewhere in Yugoslavia.

And neither the Turks nor Carter
have an existing system

to get that much into the country.

They're gonna need to do something new.

They're not gonna be franchising out
that operation, not for two tonnes.

We know where they are.
We know where the drugs are.

We know one of 'em
is gonna go and get the drugs.

Whoever moves is bringin' it in.

[quiet, suspenseful music playing]

[door closes]

You were supposed to come alone.

I'll come however I want.

Where's the stuff?

Traveling.

[Carter] I think you might've forgotten

about what happened
to your lad in Glasgow.

You see, I've got a network.

You don't.

I could sell two tonnes in a day.

You'd take a year and get caught doin' it.

And that's my product
just as much as it's yours.

So… tell me where it is.

[Aziz] Yugoslavia.

Then what?

Germany, France, then a ferry.

Who's bringin' it in?

We are.

[Carter scoffs]

No.

Whoever's on us knows

two tonnes of heroin
is about to try and get into Britain.

A couple of Turks drivin' a lorry
will be the first to be pulled over.

Get it to Germany.

I'll bring it in from there.

[music fades]

[kids playing]

- [bus engine starts]
- There you go.

Looks like she's leavin' him to it.

[horn honks]

[engine starts]

What are you doin'?

Whoever moves is bringin' it in.

It's over.

With respect, Home Secretary,
I will inform you when it's over.

I am officially decommissioning
your operation, Blake.

Whatever you have achieved,
you are to present it as a victory

and shut down the operation.

It is not our time that is up,
Home Secretary.

You know she's going, I know she's going.

Maybe at some level she knows it too.

She is still Prime Minister, Blake,
and I am still Home Secretary.

If our operation shuts down now,

two tonnes of heroin enters the country
in the dying days of your government.

Or you could be photographed
in front of those two tonnes, which

may prove helpful
as a successor is sought.

I appointed you, Blake.

You appear to have forgotten
where your loyalties lie.

[Blake sighs]

I have not forgotten.

I've remembered.

I've remembered that I never wanted
to enter this world, your world.

It is a world without true danger,
without true risk,

where weak people
battle for power without accountability.

My loyalty belongs to my team.

My future and my team's future

will be determined
by what happens in the next few days.

That is a deal I accept

because my team are taking on
a level of danger and risk

unimaginable in your world.

And they do so with honesty

and sacrifice

and no greater ambition

than stopping two tonnes of drugs
landing on Britain's shores.

The end is coming for us all,
Home Secretary.

But some of us still have work to do.

[quiet, suspenseful music playing]

- Where are they now?
- [Kate] Harwich Port.

They're gettin' a ferry to Hamburg.
It's gotta be a handover.

Carter's takin' it from the Turks
and bringin' it in.

You need to disrupt the handover
without them realizin' you've done it.

And then I need to go to the Turks

and get back the job
of bringin' it in myself.

You want us to operate
in Germany without support?

I speak fairly good German.

What does "fairly good" mean?

[dogs barking]

[birdsong]

[man, in German] Are you from MI6?

I'm sorry?

We were asked to help you
by the Intelligence Services,

and you speak perfect German.

So… are you from MI6?

Oh, no. I'm a secretary.

[tense music continues]

[in English] Is that them?

Yeah.

So let's break it up
without them knowing we're breakin' it up.

[officer] Guten Tag.

Hurry up, girls. We'd better get up.

Can I help you, lads?

[in German] Good day. Do you have
a certificate of roadworthiness?

[in English] You what?

[in German] Do you have
a certificate for the bus?

[in English] I can't understand you, mate.

[in German] What's the problem?

Yes. We need the paperwork for the bus.

[Erin, in accented English]
You do not speak German?

No, I don't speak bloody German.

They want the vehicle's
commercial paperwork. Uh…

I do not know the English.
Um, we call it the TÜV.

I don't know nothin' about that.

I can't help you, mate. Sorry.

- Good luck.
- Okay. Danke schoen.

[van engine revs]

[Kate] Look at that.

She's bloody done it.

[Aziz] I'm surprised
to see you in Green Lanes.

[Guy] I need my dough.

[Aziz] If I had it, I would give you it.

But my father has it,
and he's a simple man.

And it is cheaper to k*ll you
than to pay you.

This ain't about your dad. It's about you.

I need the money for another thing.

An import-export business.

Good contracts, good supply lines,
and an owner who likes a bet.

I can get the whole thing for a song.

Get me the money,
and you can come in as a partner.

You said you wanted
to do your own thing, to go legit.

Well… here you are, mate.

If we are to work together, my friend,

then we must start now.

- What was your man thinkin'?
- He saw police.

He got nervous.
He made the right f*ck' decision.

Easy for you to say. You're not the one
who sent ten grannies to Germany.

This is not productive.
We have a problem, and we need a solution.

Shouting like this, it's not a solution.

[door crashes open]

[tense music playing]

[g*n clicks]

Where's my f*cking money?

He's right, Hakan. You must pay him.

You come to me like this?

I've done my job. Now pay me.

How's he got in?
Security's a f*ck' disgrace.

- You speak to Hakan like this?
- f*cking careful with that.

[g*nsh*t]

You see?

These are not toys for, uh, waving about,

so put them away,
let us do business, and, uh,

Guy will pay for the ceiling.

I will give you your money.

But I will not forget how you got it.

No.

We'll not give him a penny.

But if he brings the drugs into England,

then we'll give him double.

You what?

You say it can't be Turks,

and we say it can't be you
with your buses of old women.

We've looked into him.
We've seen what he can do.

He is a professional,

and we, we need a professional.

No.

Why not?

Because you wouldn't let me do it
the way I'd wanna do it.

And how would you like to do it?

Customs will be watching the Channel.

I'd take it from Holland over
the North Sea. Rougher seas, less patrols.

Then into somewhere quiet
that I know and you don't.

That's all I'd trust you with.

And I'd want triple.

Hope you're remembering who I am, mate.

Yeah, you're the bloke
with Customs all over ya,

a best mate who's a snitch,

this kid who looks like
he's just dropped out the bloody sky,

and two tonnes of smack stuck in Germany.

- How do you know it's Customs?
- You what?

How do you know
it's Customs who are watching us?

We're trying to get drugs into England.

Customs' job is
to stop drugs getting into England.

If you're being watched, the question
ain't how do I know it's Customs,

it's how the f*ck
do you not know it's Customs?

If I think for one second
you're even considering doing us over…

I'll f*ck' k*ll ya.

Yeah, I could've guessed that bit, mate.

[Hakan coughs]

Mylonas stays with us.

If you lose the drugs,

then you lose Mylonas.

Deal.

Now, uh,

go get it, my friend.

We'll get a boat
from the Coastguard and disguise it.

- You'll need a support vessel.
- What about crewing the boat?

[Guy] Pete should be back from Malta.

- He's gonna think we're winding him up--
- We've been decommissioned.

You can tie up loose ends.

I will take responsibility
for calling this a loose end.

But you can't bring anyone else in, nor

ask for any other favors.

[sighs heavily]

Anything left to be done
can only be done by you.

Course it's just us.
'Cause we're expendable.

You're nothing of the sort.

[Guy] The Home Secretary,
does he even know our names?

If that's how little
your bosses think of us,

then why the f*ck are we doing this?

- You're doing it because it's your job.
- [Bailey] It's not, though, is it?

My contract says nine grand a year,
and 21 days' holiday.

Pretty sure there's
nothin' in there about gettin' shot.

The Silver Pits.

Seventy miles off Hull.

The best fishing grounds in the North Sea,

which meant, when I was a kid,

uh, Hull had the biggest cod fleet
in the world.

And my grandad had a boat.

And my grandad liked to drink.

So… I can handle a boat.

[chuckles]

[wind gusting]

Current position, latitude
five-one degrees, four-five minutes north.

Longitude zero-zero-two,
three-one minutes east.

Estimating landfall



More like 1830, and you're not exactly
maintaining your course, Donald.

Yeah, well, I'm a bit rusty.

Listen, the Coastguard
gave me a weather report.

I didn't understand all of it,

but the bits I did understand
weren't great.

Let's concentrate
on finding Holland, shall we,

before we worry about a bit of weather.

He doesn't have friends.

- You what?
- My legend, he doesn't have friends.

I believe it.

That's my excuse, anyway,
for how I've been with ya.

You're doing what you're doing
to survive, mate.

I understand.

I've been doing that a long time.

Where are you from?

Battersea.

I was just over the river.
Sands End, Emerton Road.

[Bailey] Yeah?

Ah, it's probably lucky
we didn't meet back then.

I was, uh… an angry kid.

Same here.

- But we're both so mellow now.
- [both chuckle]

Yeah, well,
this job brings out the worst in ya.

And the best.

Yeah.

[seagulls calling]

[thunder crashing]

[wind howling]

[ominous music playing]

[ship's horn blares]

[speaking Turkish]

- [man, in Turkish] It is all loaded, Aziz.
- [Aziz] Okay.

[men speaking Turkish]

[in English] You'll meet here
in London in two days.

If you're not there, then Mylonas is gone.

[thunder crashes]

What if we're delayed?

It's getting pretty rough out there.

My friend, I had to work hard
to agree this.

If it was up to Hakan,
Mylonas would have gone already.

After this, things will change.

[wind whistling]

Yeah.

They will.

[thunder crashing]

[heavy rainfall continues]

[radio static crackling]

[Don] This is… this is fishing vessel
Alba Spirit. How do you read? Over.

Reading you loud and clear.
Go ahead, Alba Spirit. Over.

We've lost our course.
Conditions are worsening.

Can you state your position,
please, Alba Spirit?

Approximately… approximately four-zero
nautical miles east of Deben Point.

That… that can't be right.

We're losing visibility. Uh…
You'll need to speak to the Coastguard.

- They'll need your position.
- Hello?

- I can hear you. Can you try that again?
- Hello?

- [Guy] The hull's flooded.
- [Kate] Don!

Don? Alba Spirit? Can you read me?

- [Kate] What are we gonna do?
- [Bailey] Don!

- State your position again.
- [Don] Get the life rafts!

- [Kate] Don!
- Please! Don!

- [Don] Get the life rafts!
- [radio feedback whining]

[wind howling]

[music fades]

[seagulls calling]

[door opens]

- Nothing yet, sir.
- [Blake] Thank you.

I need to check the coordinates. I might
have given them the wrong search area.

- If I could just…
- They're doing their job.

This is what we do.

We protect the border.

If the seas are rough,

we accept the danger
and we put to sea anyway.

They're doing their job.

And I sent them to do it.

This is my responsibility
and no one else's.

And certainly not yours.

Will they find them?

Absolutely.

[door opens]

[door closes]

[Kate] If we die,
do people get told what we were doing?

[Don] No.

So we do this job
with all the danger that comes with it,

and if we die doin' it,

then no one ever knows
that we did it at all?

Twelve years ago,

I did some undercover work
for Manchester police.

Um… football hooligans. Piece of piss.

Went deep undercover,
joined the g*ng, took 'em all down.

Couple of years later,
my daughter wanted to go to the beach,

so I took her to Blackpool.

Bank holiday, place was packed.

I never even saw him, the…

the one who did it.

[poignant music playing]

Just…

I was stabbed in the back
while I was queuing for ice cream.

It nicked an artery, and, uh…

I… I nearly bled out there and then.

In front of my daughter.

I was still in hospital
when I got the divorce papers.

This is not a job. This is permanent.

This is the rest of your life
lookin' over your shoulder.

Just when you think the danger's passed,
you find out how permanent it is, because…

the danger never leaves.

And legends never die.

[music intensifying]

Looks like you're right.

[music fades]

[radio static crackling]

[man] This is HMCC Vigilance
of Her Majesty's Coastguard. Over.

Go ahead. Over.

We have someone who wants to talk to you.

[exhales shakily]

[Don] Who's there, then?

[sighs]

It's myself and Mr. Blake.

Oh, good. Well, that saves me a call.

Uh, right, then.
I'll need a van and armed support.

Forget the Home Office.
Go straight to the Met.

I'm assuming you're all alive, Don?

Yeah. I mean…

I've not counted them,
but I think they're all here,

and, uh, Erin was spot on
with those coordinates, sir.

So you can blame her for gettin' us back.

[laughs]

We rescued the load,
and the handover's in London tomorrow.

[Erin sighs]

Now, uh,

we've just got to finish it.

[wind whistling]

- [radio crackles]
- [Guy] Have we seen anything?

No. There must be another way in.

So they picked this place,
and we don't know why?

[Don] You need to concentrate.

You go in there,
get them on the wire, and get out.

Easy as that.

None of it's been easy, son.

I'm not gonna wear the receiver.
It's too visible.

We can't tell you
what's happening outside.

I don't think
outside's gonna be the problem.

Listen, this is it. This is the end.

For you and for him.
So give him everything you've got left.

Because, whatever happens,
he stays in there.

Just make sure you come out.

[emotional music playing]

[drops earpiece]

[keys jingle]

[engine starts]

["Loose Fit" by Happy Mondays playing]

[music stops]

[keys jingling]

I hope you've got a plan.

That's two tonnes of smack
you've brought in.

If you ain't got a plan,
we're all gettin' 20 years.

[knife clicks shut]

Don't worry about our plan.

But it better still be two tonnes,
all right?

Or I'll be coming to find you.

[quiet, tense music playing]

You can't sell it that pure.
You'll k*ll 'em all.

Mmm. Don't worry. We'll cut it.

Weak opium for weak people.

Pay him.

Well done, my friend.

You can keep the van, but I'm taking him.

Good.

We go first, then you go.

- [Aziz] What is this?
- Come.

- Roof.
- They're going out over the roof.

[Mylonas laughs]

Well done, my friend.

It is over.

They are going to k*ll us.

Go, go, go.

[dramatic chamber music playing]

It's good to see you again.

This is light.

- You need to stay back.
- This is bullshit. Where's my dough?

- You heard him. Back.
- It's okay, my friend. This is business.

You count it then. Tell me it ain't short.

- I said stay back.
- It's okay. This is normal.

Last chance.

[music intensifying]

[engine accelerating]

[brakes screech]

[officers] Armed police! Get down!

- [officer 1] Get down!
- [officer 2] Stop moving! Stay there!

[officer 3] Do not move. Don't move!

Do not move!

- Don't move!
- [officer 4] Heads down! Heads down!

Shut up! Shut up!

[intense, dramatic music continues]

[sirens blaring]

- [officer 5] No slacking. I said come on.
- [Taner moans]

- [Bailey] I'll take him.
- Yah! Get off me, you prick.

- [Bailey] Come on.
- I'm going, in't I?

What did I tell ya?

- You're just a bunch of f*cking amateurs.
- [officer 6] Get in.

- [Bailey] Get in there.
- [Guy] Jesus Christ.

[Bailey sighs]

[music quietens]

What the f*ck are you smilin' at?

[Bailey chuckles]

[Carter] You.

Me.

- [Mylonas sighs]
- [Guy chuckles softly]

[both breathing heavily]

[music fades]

Uh, don't ever call me again, my friend.

You are too dangerous for me.

Hmm?

Mate, if I ever call you again,

things will have gone badly wrong.

[both laughing]

[door slams]

[tense music playing]

[sirens wailing]

[in Turkish] I need shelter.

[music fades]

[Hakan] Shh.

[in English] Shelter.

Of course. Please.

[Hakan breathing heavily]

[door closes]

[sirens blaring]

You do not remember me, Hakan?

Do not worry. I know who you are.

[suspenseful music playing]

[in Turkish] You are entrusted to God.

[sirens continue]

[music intensifying]

[footsteps thudding]

[in English, echoing] Armed police!

[music fades]

[phone ringing]

[crickets chirping, birdsong]

[water lapping]

Hello?

We got him.

Looks like I'm not coming back, then.

[chuckles]

Where are you?

I'll see you, mate.

[hangs up]

[daughter] Dad, hurry up!

I'm coming.

[splashing]

[reporters clamoring]
Home Secretary! Home Secretary!

[man 1] Look this way, sir! Thank you.

- [man 2] Over here! Lean in a bit, sir.
- [man 3] Lean forward a bit more, sir.

Lean forward. Lean forward. That's it.

[clamoring continues]

[man 4] Action!

[clamoring continues]

[clamor dies down]

[crowd dispersing]

You won't be in the shadows forever.

An achievement like this,

a story like this,

it'll work its way out one day.

But for now,

I thank you.

Britain thanks you.

And I hope we meet again.

- Don, anything to add?
- Absolutely.

Any holiday accrued during the operation
must be taken in this calendar year.

Uh, all travel expenses
should be submitted before the 28th.

Anything over £5 must have a receipt.

You'll return to your previous roles

but will get a promotion review six months
ahead of the Civil Service schedule.

Uh… apart from that, it's back
to normal life, whatever that is.

And back to work Monday.

Until they need us again.

If they need us again.

Oh, uh, yeah. Well done.

And, uh… safe journey home.

[train passing]

[Bailey] We're going for a drink.

- [Kate] But he ain't.
- [Erin] Yeah, seems unlikely.

- [Bailey chuckles]
- [Guy] I need to get home.

But… another time.

I hope so.

Oi.

We did it.

[inspiring music playing]

Yeah, mate.

We did it.

- Who's buying, then?
- [Erin] Think we can claim it on expenses?

[Bailey chuckling]

[engine starts]

You enjoyed it.

I did nothing of the sort.

[Blake chuckles softly]

[music fades]

[sighs]

[Thatcher] Ladies and gentlemen,

we're leaving Downing Street
for the last time

after 11 and a half wonderful years,

and we're very happy
that we leave the United Kingdom

in a very, very much better state

than when we came here


It's been a tremendous…

[gentle, uplifting music playing]

[keys clatter]

…so well,

and may I also say a word of thanks
to all the people who sent so…

[exhales slowly]

It's over.

I'm back.

[Sophie gasps]

Are you sure?

Yeah.

It's me.

It's just me.

[running footsteps]

- [Lily] Daddy!
- [Sophie laughs]

[sighs]

[music fades]

[car door slams]

[engine starts]

[tense music playing]

[music intensifying]

[music fades]

["Motorcycle Emptiness"
by Manic Street Preachers playing]

♪ Culture sucks down words ♪

♪ Itemize loathing
And feed yourself smiles ♪

♪ Organize your safe tribal w*r ♪

♪ Hurt, maim, k*ll
And enslave the ghetto ♪

♪ Each day livin' out a lie ♪

♪ Life sold cheaply forever ♪

♪ Ever, ever ♪

♪ Under neon loneliness ♪

♪ Motorcycle emptiness ♪

♪ Under neon loneliness ♪

♪ Motorcycle emptiness ♪

♪ Life lies a slow suicide ♪

♪ Orthodox dreams and symbolic myths ♪

[music fades]