The Gold (2023) s01e01 Episode Script

1
(The Pretenders'
"Back on the Chain Gang" playing)
(humming)
(music continues)
# Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh. #
(humming)
Here you go, mate.
Here you go, Ralphie.
Don't want you complaining
about the milk.
(Ralph)
Yeah, yeah.
(men speaking indistinctly)
- Get on the fucking floor!
- Get on the floor!
(indistinct shouting)
- Get on the floor!
- Get down!
Get on the fucking ground!
(shouting continues)
- (man) Face to the floor!
- Freddie Hook!
32 Church Street, Tooting.
Ralph Turner. Flat 2,
98 Bromley High Street.
Gentlemen!
Come with me.
(dramatic music playing)
(buzzer sounding, lock clicks)
(keypad beeping)
(liquid sloshing)
Keep moving. Keep moving.
Don't get tricky.
(keypad beeping)
(door rattles)
Keypads.
(music continues)
(keypad beeping)
I can't remember.
- Come on, Ralphie.
- (Ralph) I can't remember.
We only use it for the drills.
I can't remember.
(man)
We know every note in there.
We know the currency, and we know
you are trained to delay us.
Delay you? I get two quid an hour
for this shit.
I'd carry the money
to your bloody van.
I just can't remember.
Aah! Fuck!
(gasping)
Try.
It's all right.
It's all right!
He'll be fine.
Just give him a minute.
(lighter clicks)
Just relax.
Just relax.
He can't fucking remember.
(Ralph breathing heavily)
(music builds, continues)
(door opens)
(door closes, engine starts)
(birds chirping, wings fluttering)
(New Order's "Age of Consent"
playing)
# Do you find this happens
all the time?
# Crucial point one day becomes
a crime.
# And I'm not the kind that likes
to tell you just what I want to #
(indistinct conversations,
telephone ringing)
(typewriter clicking)
Morning.
You won't like it.
Go on.
He's decided that part of his legacy
is gonna be a drop
in armed robberies.
And he's gonna do that
in his last two weeks, is he?
No.
We are.
He wants us to go through six months'
worth of armed robberies
and make them a little less
armed.
You know, maybe it's the name,
but I always thought
the Flying Squad would be
a little more exciting.
Well, that was your first mistake.
Now
(clears throat)
lose the crossbow from that.
(paper crumpling)
(humming)
Don't you be cutting them
in the kitchen, Ken.
- I don't want no blood on my marble.
- What? It keeps it honest.
Oh. You know you don't have to
go poaching no more, don't you?
Yeah, but that's what makes it fun.
He's a duke that owns them woods.
That is how England works, love.
That lot have it, and us lot nick it.
(both laugh)
(telephone ringing)
(dog barking in distance,
telephone ringing)
(ringing continues)
Flying Squad.
(man) Control.
Can you stick a detective on?
- You're speaking to one.
- Oh. Sorry, love.
Armed robbery Brink's-Mat
warehouse, Heathrow Trading Estate.
We're up.
Well, thank Christ for that.
(telephone rings)
- Yes?
- (man) Is this Kenny?
Yeah.
(man)
We hear you can handle gold.
Yeah.
(man) Well, that's lucky,
because we're outside your house.
(line disconnects)
(indistinct conversations)
What did they get?
Gold.
This place had it for the night,
and then it was supposed to fly
to the Gulf today.
- How much?
- Well, that's the thing.
That lot say it was a boatload.
But it wasn't in a vault,
which doesn't make sense to me.
What are they saying
about the robbers?
(officer)
They're saying six men.
Seven.
(down-tempo music plays)
Hold them in the control room.
Away from their lockers.
Tooting Rifle Club?
A lot of faces down there,
I'd imagine.
Plenty.
Went to school with half of them.
Still friendly?
I know what you're looking for,
and you're right to look for it.
But it isn't me.
You did your part with the code.
If your mate hadn't had
his little meltdown,
they'd have got in the vault.
Not getting in the vault was the best
thing that ever happened to them.
How's that, then?
The gold wasn't in the vault because
it was too much for the vault.
What do you mean, too much?
I've worked here a long time,
and I have never seen a load like it.
And I'll tell you something else.
They didn't know it was here.
Now, I can't decide if that's
a lot of luck or no luck at all.
(music builds, continues)
(indistinct conversations
in distance)
How's the eye?
It's not working too well.
Where were you when they left?
I was over there in the corner,
like a frightened rabbit,
truth be told.
Whereabouts exactly?
Over here.
The thing is, mate, you'd have seen
the van leave from here.
No.
It was more sort of over here.
He's still seeing them from there,
isn't he, Tone?
Clear as a bell, Nick.
No, I wasn't like this.
I was more like sort of like this.
(door opens, closes)
(sergeant)
He wants you back.
Back to the Yard.
This won't be Flying Squad.
Well, if this ain't Flying Squad,
I don't know what is.
Go through his statement again.
Every line.
You can come out now, mate.
(door opens, closes)
We're not giving this up.
It's ours.
Let's see about that.
We're wasting time,
and they won't be.
(aeroplane passing)
What were you expecting?
Potatoes.
Yeah.
That would've been easier.
So, our friend says
you can shift it.
I can shift it.
Bollocks he can.
They say you're a builder
who fences hooky watches.
No. They don't say that.
I say that.
'Cause who would bother watching
a builder who fences hooky watches?
If you could handle a job like this,
then I'd have heard of you.
You only hear about the people
who get caught.
(Robinson)
(sighs) This is crazy, Micky.
It's our score.
We can do it ourselves.
(Noye)
How?
How would you do it?
Well, we're all villains.
We all know fences.
Oh, yeah?
Who do you know
who could handle that?
A bloke in Basildon.
He's got a pawn shop.
He owes me a favour.
That's three ton of pure gold
that you've taken out of the market
and brought to a lockup
in South London.
And now you need to take it
out of a lockup in South London
and get it back into the market
without anyone noticing.
There's two people in England
who know how to do that.
And neither of us live in Basildon.
I'll be in touch.
(door opens)
(classical music playing)
Caesar's wife.
(Jack)
Sorry, sir?
Caesar's wife must be
above suspicion.
You don't know your classics?
Not, like off by heart.
Envy, temptation, greed.
Human nature is weak, and that
is why the law must be strong.
And that is why those who propagate
the law must be strongest of all.
For a civilised society to operate,
Caesar's wife must be
above suspicion.
Ah. Okay. Right.
Yeah. I get it.
(Cooper)
As a solicitor,
I've represented 42 police officers
accused of corruption,
and I'm yet to lose.
And that is because
I don't represent bent cops.
I represent those who have shown
weakness and are ready to repent.
I keep good men on the beat.
- Are you a good man?
- Yes, I am, Mr Cooper.
You accepted a bribe.
- I didn't take it.
- So we're in the grey.
You accepted it but never took it.
They will try and argue
from the grey to the black.
I will argue from the grey
to the white, and I will win.
And I will get you back on the beat.
And when you are back on the beat,
Constable,
pounding the troubled streets
of this once-great city,
you will think of Caesar's wife.
Yes, sir.
(indistinct conversations)
What's he up to, then?
(Brightwell)
It's the size of it, Nick.
It's too big a job,
so he's palming it off.
Why would he do that?
Because he wants to go out nice
and neat, waving his greatest hits.
He wants people talking about him
nicking the Krays,
not asking where this gold is.
If he won't take it, then who will?
(siren wailing in distance)
The prime minister wanted to pass on
her personal thanks.
There was no need
to have bothered her with it, sir.
Those prints helped catch the man
who tried to kill her.
She took an interest.
I played a small part, ma'am.
You're not getting the head
of counterterrorism, Boyce.
Can I ask why?
You've had many successes.
You've also caused
several international incidents.
It's difficult to have successes
in counterterrorism
without causing
international incidents.
As number two, you got away with it.
But the head of counterterrorism
has to lead from the back.
Not much happens at the back, sir.
As you may have noticed.
We have a solution.
The Flying Squad
- No, thank you.
- Hear us out.
I did 20 years in London, from
the beat to criminal intelligence.
I've nicked every villain in this
city once and the good ones twice.
That's why you're here.
I don't want to be wondering
which of my team are Masons,
which are on the take,
and which are both.
Which means I don't want Flying
Squad and is why they won't want me.
They don't.
But they don't want Brink's-Mat
either.
(down-tempo music plays)
(telephone rings)
Gordon Parry.
Ooh.
Rings a bell.
- Fraudster, South London.
- Never convicted.
Say what you like about South London.
It pays all our wages.
(telephone ringing)
Mr Parry.
Mr Cooper.
How are you?
(Cooper)
Busy.
I don't doubt it.
Don't doubt that for a second. Look.
I thought you'd like to know I found
this new investment opportunity.
It's bigger than the others.
Bigger than all the others
put together, to be fair.
(sighs, clears throat)
What's Boyce doing here?
That's Boyce?
Mm-hm.
You two picked up Brink's-Mat?
Uh, yes, sir.
First thing tomorrow,
I'm taking it over.
A special task force.
External operation,
independent of the Flying Squad.
Gather the paperwork, don't make
copies, and bring it over the river.
Over the river.
(exhales deeply)
Over the river.
(liquid pouring)
Why would you go outside
of South London?
Because it's too big
for South London.
Every copper in England's
looking for it,
and I don't know what to do with it.
And he's the only one mad enough
to fence it.
(down-tempo music plays)
I didn't know you were doing it,
Micky.
But this thing you've done
it's a miracle.
And miracles don't happen
too often, so
when they do,
you show them a little respect.
What you don't do with a miracle is
give it to a builder called Kenny.
(Micky exhales sharply)
Look. He's vouched for.
You're tired, Micky.
You need some sleep.
When you wake up, you're gonna
see this for what this really is.
Escape.
Freedom.
Getting out of London
and spending the rest of our lives
with the sun on our faces.
'Cause if you do this one right,
Micky
you won't never have to do
another.
Now, you keep an eye on all of them.
You keep an eye on that builder.
He ain't a builder.
I don't know what he is.
But Kenny Noye ain't a builder.
(birds chirping)
I'll go down to the country
this morning,
get the house ready for my parents.
- Oh, Christ.
- Now, now.
Come along, darling.
Ah. Maria, can you get
the children ready?
And make sure Charlotte
has her violin for later.
What is this farrago, George?
Come here.
Always look the part.
The world decides who you are
from what you show them.
Go on.
The Great Train Robbery, the Krays,
the Richardsons.
Every villain in London worth knowing
was brought down
by teams that set up here,
locked the door,
didn't let anyone in.
This is where it happens.
The guard?
It's that or Flying Squad, mate.
Then it's the guard.
(newsreader)
And now back to our top story.
We are receiving reports
that yesterday's armed robbery
by six men
at the Brink's-Mat storage depot
on the Heathrow Trading Estate was
far larger than initially thought.
In the last few hours,
it has been revealed
by the Metropolitan Police in
a press conference at Scotland Yard
that the robbers, who struck
early yesterday morning,
made off with over three tonnes
of gold bullion.
That would make the raid the
largest robbery in world history
- (doorbell ringing)
- with an estimated value of
26 million.
That's what they're saying
on the television.
(sniffs)
It's 27.
Yeah.
It was enough to move the market.
So it's 27 now.
I'm not a villain.
Not like that.
Neither am I.
That's why we didn't nick it.
All we'd be doing
is turning it legit.
Like we do with all the other stuff.
It's a long way from that.
Twenty-seven million
is a long way from that.
Look. We've done all right,
considering where we're from.
But I want to do all right
the way the other side
of this country does all right.
People that come from money,
they don't think much
about what's right or wrong
when they want to make more of it.
No.
They use what they have.
And what we have and they don't
is that we know villains
and villains know us.
So let's use it.
Too pure.
It's too pure.
- No.
- Ah.
- We'll disguise it.
- (laughs)
Three tonnes.
That'll be like, uh
That'll be like disguising
an elephant with a fucking wig.
(Noye)
Yeah?
Then we'll start small.
See what your mate in Sheffield
makes of that.
That's very pretty.
(down-tempo music plays)
Be a shame to make it ugly,
won't it?
People like us, John,
we can only have it if it's ugly.
(indistinct conversations,
telephone ringing)
(Jennings)
Sir.
Where are you recruiting from?
From some places you know
and some that you don't.
Well, we've both done
surveillance training, sir, but
- No, thank you.
- We were there, sir.
You need someone
who had eyes on the scene.
Tell me something you saw there
that is not in here.
We've got our eye on a guard.
Going down Tooting
and shooting an air rifle
doesn't make someone a villain.
Not that guard.
Wright.
Wright?
They nearly took his eye out.
- Exactly, sir.
- He didn't have the codes.
He didn't resist.
There was no reason to hit him.
Unless they wanted us to see him hit.
(engine stops, brake clicks)
(hoofbeats, birds chirping)
- All right?
- (Marnie) All right.
- What are you doing home, then?
- Picked up a few bits.
Oh, yeah?
Trying to sneak them past me,
were you?
Well, there's not much chance
of that, is there?
(gasps)
Ooh.
- These will do.
- Oh, come on, love.
There's four grams of gold there.
So what am I worth, then,
in grams of gold?
- Go on, then.
- (laughs)
Go on.
I'll bring you out a sandwich.
That's all right.
I'll come in in a bit.
Careful out there, John.
Don't you go burning down the house.
(exhales deeply)
(Cooper)
You forget it was a working river.
(Parry) It's the biggest
undeveloped area in Central London.
(Cooper)
Hiding in plain sight.
(birds crying,
machinery whirring in distance)
I've got a contact
at the development agency.
We buy up all the wharfs.
We have them rezoned
and we build a new London
right here.
What do you need?
Proper money for proper reward,
Mr Cooper.
Let me see what I can do.
(down-tempo music plays)
(music builds, continues)
(door opens)
(door closes)
Your suspect.
Eye was a nice touch.
You suffered for your art,
didn't you, Robert?
I'm from Rotherhithe.
You lot don't scare me.
And you won't verbal me
into admitting something I
I ain't done.
(Jennings)
Whereabouts in Rotherhithe?
Silwood Estate.
Oh, lovely.
You've got gardens there.
They're paved.
Still gardens, mate.
Kingdom of the blind and all that.
How'd they get you?
What did they have?
I'd like a lawyer.
Do you associate
with any known criminals?
- No.
- Married?
- Yeah.
- To?
- Carol.
- Maiden name.
That's the kind of thing we check.
Robinson.
- Are you a member of any other
- Surely not.
Surely you're not married
to Brian Robinson's sister.
You ain't the only one
from Rotherhithe, Robert.
We didn't have a garden.
How did that work, then, Robert?
You got the job at Brink's-Mat,
and suddenly Robinson's
your best pal.
A few nights at the pub,
a bit of warming up,
then the questions started.
I want a lawyer.
There is a clock, Robert
and it's ticking.
And every time it ticks,
this thing you're in gets worse.
It's bad already.
But it gets worse.
- You can stop the clock.
- Stop the ticking.
(Jennings)
Just tell us what you've done.
Tell us about you
and Brian Robinson.
I want a lawyer.
I didn't want this job, Robert.
But you don't turn down a promotion,
and apparently this is a promotion.
I didn't want this job
because of people like you.
I've seen you before.
A hundred times.
And it becomes slightly dispiriting
sitting in rooms like this
with people like you
stupid people, Robert.
Stupid, greedy people
who get promised the world
and always end up the same.
Skint, scared, and looking at me.
I've got nothing to say
about Robinson.
Oh, I don't care about Robinson.
He's mid-level.
He'd only be on the job
for getting you.
I want to know whose job it was.
I ain't telling you nothing.
Oh, no, you don't have to.
Just you sit there while I think.
Armed robbery, six men.
Bit of planning, but not enough.
I want to say Jimmy Wood,
but that's the North London in me,
and he wouldn't recruit
south of the river.
There's the Knight brothers,
but they always work alone.
There's Frankie Maple,
but he's hiding out in Morocco
after the Bank of America job.
There's Billy Green,
but last I heard, he'd seen the light
and was running a tea shop
in Whitstable.
Can you imagine, Robert?
This country used to win wars.
Now Billy Green's running a tea shop
in Whitstable.
But look. Let's not get fancy.
It's Rotherhithe. It's armed robbery.
Why look past Micky McAvoy?
- Yeah, it's McAvoy.
- I didn't say anything.
We'll keep you here
for as long as you're useful.
Then it's The Scrubs,
where their mates are.
So you'd best just stay useful.
(down-tempo music plays)
I want a lawyer.
And they'll offer to get you one,
the people that put you here.
But don't let them.
Pay for one yourself.
One you can trust.
(door opens)
Then you can start getting out
of this.
(door closes)
(music continues)
Don't name the suspects
on the search warrants,
and type them up yourself.
We're in?
No overtime,
no drinking at lunchtime,
and no Freemasonry.
- Thank you, sir.
- Book him in.
Shame about the drinking.
(Henry) Oh!
Never mind.
(birds chirping, squawking)
Ready?
(engine stops, brake clicks)
You're leaning back.
Get over the front foot.
No, no, no.
The power comes from the back foot.
Look. Here.
(clears throat)
Like this.
Mm.
So there.
Boom.
Boom.
Pivot from the rear, hm?
That's much better.
- Okay?
- (sheep bleating)
Right.
- Oh! Nearly.
- I'll pivot you from the rear.
(vehicles passing, dog barking)
(Al humming)
Family's well?
Yeah. Yeah.
Yeah, they're all good.
Thanks, Al.
Yeah.
How are you?
You see it all, John.
You see it all.
Bit rough and ready.
Yeah. It's been bashed about a bit.
(clears throat)
Chop what you need off the price.
With the Heathrow business,
there's room for chopping.
It's up 20% now.
Huh.
Wow.
Is it really?
It's good news for you.
Yeah.
Yeah, I suppose so. Yeah.
Yeah.
(dramatic music plays)
(music builds, ends)
Don't make a mess.
(indistinct talking on radio)
Where is he, Jackie?
Where's Micky?
Say hello from me if you find him.
He forgets he's got a wife.
(birds chirping)
Such a beautiful house.
Thank you, Mary.
(Henry)
Anything for my girl.
Edwyn is having a driveway put in
from the front, off the other road.
- Really?
- Nicer approach.
Over the lawn?
Well, there's plenty of it.
Oh, I wouldn't do that.
A nicer approach.
It's one of the things
that attracted me, the lawn.
You can't go chopping it up.
- We're hardly
- It's one of the reasons I bought it.
No.
We shan't do that.
(glass thuds)
I'll get another bottle, shall I?
(Henry)
Uh, French this time, Edwyn, please.
I find your New World stuff
a little gauche.
(line ringing)
(Noye)
Yeah?
There must be something in the water
in Sheffield.
He's blind as a bat.
And there was you,
getting all worried.
Look.
It's not hard to shift a bar, Kenny.
But what you're talking about,
that is
That's a different level.
You'd need a team to do it.
You're gonna need paperwork
for every staging.
You need a lot of people looking
the other way.
Yeah. Well, gold tends to make people
look anywhere you tell them to, John.
There's no point doing it
if you can't clean what comes out
the other side.
That's not money you can just hide
under your bed.
(Noye)
Yeah. That's true.
Those people you talked about.
The ones that come from something.
The ones that run
this bloody country.
What about them?
We're gonna need one of them.
(Isabelle)
Well, that was fun.
Your father gave us this life.
All my salary does is maintain it.
I'm a bloody caretaker.
(Isabelle)
Not many caretakers live like this.
(spits, clears throat)
No. We're gonna sell this house,
pay back your father,
buy somewhere bigger,
and if I want to build
a bloody roundabout in my garden,
then I shall do so.
Oh, really?
And how might we do that?
- (brush clatters)
- With my little hobby.
Tennis is a hobby, Edwyn.
Flipping property like a barrow boy
is something else entirely.
I don't know why you bother.
You've made it.
Took you three wives to get here,
but you made it all the same.
Call my property interests
what you will.
But I have quite the opportunity.
I just require a little seed money.
And I thought perhaps
we could take it
out of the trust fund.
Will that stop you
from throttling him?
For now.
Very well.
As long as it's not more
than 100,000.
Sorry?
He has to countersign any withdrawal
above that.
And I'm not sure that's
a conversation you would savour.
No.
I shouldn't think it would be.
I'm sure, though, if you told him
about the investment
I mean, he'd be all over it,
of course.
- Too much time on his hands.
- No, no. Forget it.
I'll seek an alternative solution.
Really? What alternative solution
might you have?
Let's not rule out the throttling.
Mwah.
(down-tempo music plays)
(Brightwell exhales deeply)
(Jennings) How do you shift
three tonnes of gold?
Hm.
Slowly.
What happens if they manage it?
Then it's gone,
and we're back to rewriting reports.
Exactly.
All Boyce wants is to grab the
robbers and roll them for the gold.
Well, what's wrong with that?
Well, if they didn't know
the gold was there,
they won't have known
what to do with it.
Other people will.
And then some other people will know
what to do with the money.
What happens when 26 million quid
of bent money gets going?
Think of what that could turn into.
This ain't just about six blokes
in a van.
(chuckles)
Listen to yourself.
Gold trading, money laundering.
This is South London, mate.
(door opens)
Everything's about six blokes
in a van.
- Jesus.
- (exhales deeply) Let's go.
Uh, where have you been, sir?
I have been touring the celebrated
hostelries of Rotherhithe.
Doing what?
Listening.
And?
Early start tomorrow.
(engine starts)
(indistinct talking on radio)
Police.
(knocking on door)
(clattering)
(dramatic music plays)
Run, Micky.
(music continues)
(breathing heavily)
Got him.
Police!
(bin clattering)
(grunts, exhales deeply)
(breathing heavily)
- Who's that, then?
- John Fordham.
He'll be heading up surveillance.
Your fitness is unacceptable,
Brightwell.
Well, I was just
waiting on my second wind, sir.
- Yeah. Join me at lunchtime tomorrow.
- That'd be lovely, sir.
Yeah. We'll run four miles a day to
start, then build it up from there.
(dog barking)
For fuck's sake.
(laughing)
I'm afraid I've come up empty.
Oh, well.
Not to worry.
I reckon I might have found us
another option.
Well, go on.
Well, I thought we might discuss it
over a spot of lunch.
Lunch?
Yeah. I mean, that's what people
like you like to do, isn't it?
Lunch?
But not with people like you.
Funny.
Yeah.
Very funny, Mr Cooper.
Come to my club.
That would be nice.
And wear a jacket.
I'll do me best.
This one.
Well, that's you dead, then, Robert.
That's enough.
This one.
- Aah!
- (men shouting indistinctly)
Mr Wright requires police protection,
a new identity,
and plastic surgery.
- What do you want, a pair of tits?
- You heard what he said!
Grow a beard if you can and you'll
get a flat in Margate till the trial.
- Margate?!
- What's wrong with Margate?
(indistinct conversations)
(Cooper)
I thought this was a private meeting.
And that's not what I meant
by a jacket.
This is Kenneth Noye, Mr Cooper.
We have a mutual friend.
Mutual friends from South London
tend to elicit conversations
best suited to my office.
Well, this felt more appropriate,
Mr Cooper.
I was taught to be cautious.
Now, I represent
a group of businessmen
who have a lot of money
that needs to be made respectable.
And Gordon and I's
mutual friend suggested
that that might be something
that you could handle.
There's one very large amount
of money that I know of.
That we all know of,
that we couldn't fail to know of.
That will be looking for
somewhere to go.
You've been misinformed, Mr Noye.
I'm a solicitor.
Nothing more.
Mr Cooper, I understand that you're
an important man in your world,
but I represent important men
in another world.
Men who are from the streets.
And when they make
a generous offer, 10%,
for just a little bit of guidance
it's not an offer
that you take lightly.
I'm afraid you've fallen
for an illusion.
It is an illusion I created
as a child
when I entered a world
far from my own
and one I have finessed ever since.
You see, when you talk so menacingly
of those streets
from whence you came,
the problem you have is
I'm from those fucking streets.
So let us talk with the shared
honesty of hoi polloi, shall we?
This is Brink's-Mat.
And because it's Brink's-Mat,
and all that comes with it
I shall take 25% to clean it
through Swiss bank accounts
set up dummy companies here
to receive the remainder.
With a fair wind
I can handle a million a week.
Tell Gordon when you're ready
to start, okay?
Okay, Mr Cooper.
You're Boyce, ain't you?
That's right.
You think because you turned
some IRA you can turn me.
No, because those people
have a cause.
I don't agree with what they do
with it, but they have a cause.
Nicking money and trying not to get
caught doing it is not a cause.
I can't turn you because
there's nothing to turn you from.
All I can do is send you to prison,
and all you can do is decide
how long you want to be in there.
You won't get nothing from me.
I need four more names,
and I need the gold.
And if it's gone,
we want to know where.
We'll have those names and all.
I know you.
You're Billy Jennings' girl.
Who's fencing it for you, Micky?
And where's the money going after?
Billy Jennings' girl,
a bloody copper.
- It's DI Jennings.
- Well, he must be disappointed in
- I don't give a fuck.
- (Micky) Ooh.
Twenty-five years, Micky,
with the guns.
You know that.
Four names and the gold.
I'll never give you any names.
And I'll never give you anything
that's not mine to give.
And what's gone is gone.
Okay.
Low security.
Not that low.
But not the Scrubs.
But not the Scrubs.
I'll have a think, Mr Boyce.
Time isn't something we have.
But neither do you.
Your power is on the street,
and the longer you're off the street,
the less power you have.
If you want that gold to help you,
Micky
you need us to get there first.
(down-tempo music plays)
We want to chase the money, sir.
It's proceeds of crime,
no matter how clean they get it.
- And it's only gonna get bigger.
- Crime is crime.
And I don't think we should only
ever nick people that talk like me.
I just don't think that's right.
I agree.
I'm not interested in gold.
That's cops and robbers.
But money like that will end up
a long way from South London,
in surprising places
with surprising people.
And we don't get many chances
to nick those people,
because there are systems in
this country that stop us doing so.
I'm interested in nicking
those people,
and I'm interested in beating
those systems.
So if we could chase the money,
then I'd be right there beside you.
But if we've got the gold,
then there's nothing to chase.
Jennings?
I nicked him once, your father.
It's not a problem, sir.
They look for weak links.
When you nicked him, did he talk?
He's not a weak link.
Neither am I.
(music builds, continues)
(engine revs, siren wailing)
(line ringing)
(Noye)
Yeah?
It's Micky.
(birds chirping)
I hear you've gone on holiday.
It's over.
I've given up what's mine.
I do a lot of reading, Micky.
About England
about the way it was.
(music continues)
And the funny thing is, right,
this country
it wasn't always like this.
There wasn't always kings and queens.
Because sometimes,
for whatever reason,
one of our lot got on top
for a while
and found themselves in charge.
But it never lasted long.
Because, you see,
when they got there, they'd panic.
They'd think, "Hold up."
This ain't me.
This ain't natural.
(door opening)
"I ain't no king."
And they took off the crown,
and they gave it back.
Well, that ain't me, Micky.
I hope you haven't taken it, Kenny.
I really hope you haven't done that.
I haven't taken it, Micky.
It weren't mine to take.
But gold like that
you can't control it.
No one can.
And if you can't handle it
then it will find its way
to someone who can.
And I can handle it, Micky.
I'm ready.
I can be a king.
(birds chirping)
(Echo and The Bunnymen's
"Never Stop (Discotheque)" playing)
# Good God, you said.
# Is that the only thing
you care about?
# Splitting up the money
and share it out.
# The cake's being eaten straight
through the mouth.
# Poison.
# Poised to come back in season.
# For all the ones who lack reason.
# Measure by measure, drop by drop.
# And pound for pound,
we're taking stock #