Yo, when you come here the other day, how'd you get here?
Drove my car.
You weren't followed?
- Nah. - No?
I parked a couple streets away, then I walked it here.
- Who come to pick up from you then? - The YGs, Bradders and Samsi.
- What, to the house? - Never.
- Did they come to the house, mate? - Never. Never.
Never. I met them a couple streets away. She let me out the back.
Yeah. I let him out the garden.
No way them lot knew where this house was.
- And you're positive about that? - 100%.
So what about Jaqs?
I'm not thinkin' it's in house still.
I'm thinking it's Si and the Fields lot.
Why do you feel that?
Them man have been actin' up ever since they been moved to by the Malis.
Fuck it. Let's go and see 'em, then.
Does Dushane know?
Don't you think we should tell him?
Oi! Jump in 'ere.
Oh my God, what took you so long?
Good turnout, man.
- There's more comin' and all. - Loads comin'.
- It's a good look, man. - Yeah, it's nice.
- Yeah, definitely more comin'. - Ah! Here they come!
Oi!
These bailiffs are gonna tell you
that they got a legal right to kick you out of your homes.
And we're here to tell them
that we don't care 'bout their paperwork 'cause we ain't going anywhere!
That's right. We ain't going nowhere.
Keep it calm, though.
No matter what they say, no matter what they do,
do not let them draw you out.
All right, that's enough! Calm down. That's enough!
Bro, they're fuckin' youngers, son. Just slap them up, innit.
I swear on God, this yout was fuckin' wedged, fam.
How old is he?
12, 13, or somethin' like that.
Why you man laughin' for?
- That's, like, Year 7. - Twelve!
- Wait, who's that? - Yeah…
Who's that?
It's Sully, bruv.
Open up the fuckin' door, man.
- What's goin' on? - Shut up, man.
Why you askin' man questions?
Are you good?
- Yeah. - Fuckin' living room, man.
Go on, then, Si. And what?
It's best you tell me before I have to drag it outta you.
Tell you what?
- You don't know, no? - No, I don't.
A'ight, so we'll just play dumb.
Highbury house.
Highbury… What's that?
You bein' stupid on purpose, or tryna take man for some dickheads?
Bruv, are you all right? I ain't got a clue what you're…
- Bruv! - What?
- Don't know what you're talkin'… - You don't? Sit!
- Don't know, no? - No.
- Where's the tings, man? - What?
Shut… Sit down, bruv!
Shut up, man!
Si, I'll fuckin' kill you, man.
Talk.
- Where is it? - I don't know.
- What do you know? - I don't know!
- Huh? Huh? - I don't know. I don't.
Yes, you fuckin' do!
Yes, you do!
I swear I don't know!
I swear.
Oi. Come on.
Fuck…
- What you sayin'? - What you sayin'? You followin' me?
This ain't your fuckin' business no more. You didn't get the message?
I didn't get your message. I got Kieron's though.
What, it weren't them, no?
- Nah. - A'ight.
- Who else knew? - Girl that lived in the yard.
Weren't her either.
What, 'cause you say so, yeah?
Yeah.
- What about you? - Nah, it wasn't me.
Are you sure about that?
What about Jaq?
She knew where the house was, but she didn't know the food was there.
Then we're talkin' to Jaq, innit?
- She's still grievin' Lauryn, man. - Bruv, do you think I give a fuck?
She knew where it was. We're gonna chat to Jaq now.
- Well, I'm goin' Jaq's, ain't I? - Then I'm fuckin' coming too.
Feel like my man's lyin'.
I don't believe him.
Kid was tellin' the truth.
Where'd you get to with Lizzie?
You need to forget about Lizzie.
Your client's got more serious problems.
MIT investigatin' Jeffrey Daughton's murder
have your guy down as the prime suspect.
My client had nothin' to do with Daughton.
MIT ought to be lookin' at Lizzie.
Your client's DNA and prints was all over the scene.
You let me know if you hear any more.
Fuck is she, man?
Jaq, I'm outside your house.
What's goin' on?
Call me back.
Hi, it's Becks. Leave a message.
A'ight, Becks, listen, I'm gonna be outside yours in 20 minutes, yeah?
Have the baby ready. Get whatever you need for a few days, all right?
Listen, I'm not fuckin' about. I need you to be ready.
Twenty minutes, yeah?
Yo. That girl she's with.
You been to her house? Know where it is?
I'm not sure.
Bruv, you either know or you don't.
Last time I was there, I was mad fried, so…
So you remember where it is?
If I saw it.
Brother, be fuckin' specific, man.
I'd remember it if I saw it, innit.
Let's go there then.
Fuckin' losin' your memory or somethin'?
- You know what, Kieron? You call her. - Me?
Yeah, you.
What should I say?
Just fuckin' do it.
A'ight.
- I'll text her, innit. - Call her.
Loudspeaker.
Yeah. Okay, sorry.
One second.
- Come off the phone. - Hold on.
Becks, hang up the fuckin' phone.
Sorry, Sean. Can I give you a call back in 30?
Yeah.
Thanks.
Okay, sorry.
- Where's the stuff? - What stuff?
I messaged you telling you to get everything together.
Jaq, I've been on Zooms and work calls all morning. What's wrong with you?
Yeah, we need to leave.
What are you talking about?
I'm gonna grab a few bits for the baby. Please, just go and get…
What are you talking about? What's going on?
Babe, just go!
- You're scaring me. - Becks, I don't have time for this.
Please, just go and grab a few bits for a few days. We need to leave now.
Now!
Fuck, man.
When are you gonna tell me what's going on?
Just get in the car, babe.
Yo, come on, man.
- It's the gray one, innit. - Well, go and knock the door.
Jaq!
It's Kieron!
All right, man, all right.
What?
You two are bredrens, bruv.
What, all of a sudden you don't know where she is?
She must've went out. Her sister died, innit?
So what?
When was the last time you saw her?
When we confronted Si.
Oi, Kieron, give me your phone.
You don't believe me?
Unlock it, then.
What's wrong?
- Nothin'. - You sure?
- Go back to the fuckin' ends, man. - All right.
If she contacts you,
I need to know about it the second it fuckin' happens, Kieron.
- Yeah. - This ain't no fuckin' joke.
Not today, thanks.
I'm an enforcement agent, sir.
I've a court writ and a possession order. You need to open the door now.
Shove your writ up your arse.
You tell him.
- That's right. - That's it, you tell him. Yeah. Yeah.
Sir, if you do not open the door, we have the right to force entry.
- Now, I don't have to do that. - You can try all you like, son.
Knock yourself out.
- That's right. - Let's try the next one.
How'd you sleep at night?
Mrs. Khatri?
I'm an enforcement agent. I've a writ from the court and a possession order.
Prisha, you don't need to do anything he's sayin'.
This is your home. He's got no right to evict you.
If I was you, Mrs. Khatri, I'd ignore this woman.
She's a troublemaker. She's not gonna help ya.
Prisha, don't let him win.
We're tired, Mandy.
It's so much stress.
I can't do this anymore.
Sorry.
- Don't do it. - Don't do it.
Come on then.
I done somethin' dumb.
All right.
Whatever it is, we'll figure it out.
Nah, there ain't no goin' back from this one.
I'm so sorry I got you involved.
I got 25 kilos in the boot.
I stole it from Sully and Dushane, and they know that it was me.
And now they're after me.
And if they catch me, I'm dead.
Well, can you speak to them?
Explain…
With Lauryn and everything, you…
Nah, it don't work like that, babe.
Why did you steal it?
Lauryn died 'cause of this shit!
This shit needs to stop now!
How long are we gonna have to hide for?
A week?
- Maybe a little… - How long?
I do… I don't know.
What kinda life
is the baby gonna have on the run, Jaq?
Jaq.
It's gonna be all right. All right, babe?
I'm gonna talk to Sully.
You should've seen the way Sully come and badded up Si, man.
Si shit himself on some shook ting.
He ain't on the same smoke as Sully, man.
We was in the kitchen having dinner…
and we hear a knock on the door, and Jamie goes to get it.
Next thing, all I hear is bang.
Me and Aaron come runnin' out,
see Jamie on the floor, and there's blood everywhere.
And then the brudda
shoots Jamie in the head.
And he looks up at me.
I see who it is.
You okay?
I was watchin' TV
with my dad, and same.
There was a knock at the door.
My dad, he had his glasses on, but he didn't have any shoes.
And he went to the door.
Then I heard him talking…
and heard this other man talking.
And I knew this voice.
It was Sully.
Then my dad said somethin' to me, like… he'll be back in a minute.
And that was it.
I never saw him again.
I don't even think I said goodbye.
But then the Summerhouse lot
came round and said not to say anything to anyone about Sully.
They tried to tell me and Aaron the same thing.
He killed Jamie, and I'm supposed to say nothin'?
I'm supposed to do nothin'?
I see Sully round the ends with his daughter,
and I think, "Why does he get to live…
when he killed my brother,
and he killed your dad?"
See, that ain't right.
No, it's not.
Your guy found Lizzie, yeah?
This isn't about Lizzie. Come on.
My contact tells me that MIT have got you down for Jeffrey.
- I weren't there. I told you that. - Understood.
But somehow your prints and DNA are showin' up at the scene.
Listen,
as your… lawyer, and, I'd like to think, your friend,
my advice would be now might be a good time
to consider gettin' out of the country.
Not under your own name, of course. They'll be watchin' ports and airports.
You really think that's necessary?
Prints and DNA? Yeah, unfortunately, very necessary.
I've got a Jamaican passport in another name.
Good. You'll need that.
Although it could be a big risk going through passport control,
with facial recognition and the latest technology.
Fuck, man.
Have you heard of Isaac Latif?
- You know who I'm talkin' about? - No.
Well, Latif will get you out. It's what he does, and he's 100% reliable.
I can talk to him if you want.
It'll cost, of course.
How much?
Last person I sent his way cost
250K.
- That's a lot of fuckin' money. - Gettin' out is expensive.
Stayin' out is also very expensive. You're gonna need cash. Lots of it.
Do you want me to talk to him?
- Talk to him. - He'll want the cash up front.
- How long's it gonna take to set up? - I'll talk to him today.
Meanwhile, usual drill.
Burners only. You stay away from home, friends, family,
and any places they associate with ya.
That passport,
it's back at my house.
- Police will be watchin' it. - So why don't you go in there and get it?
That'll leave me open to conspiracy to pervert the course of justice.
I'll be no use to you from inside of a prison cell.
Is there anyone else you can ask?
- Yeah. - Good.
A friend of a friend is a good idea, if you know what I mean.
Someone you can trust, but not someone the police have as a contact.
I'll find someone.
Listen, Dushane, on the subject of filthy lucre, P's…
Bro, I know what you're gonna say.
Good. Obviously you'll negotiate a fee with Isaac,
but if you remember, I've lent you quite a tidy sum.
I'll round it down to 42K. You can give it to Isaac when you see him.
- I'll give it to him. - Good luck.
Fuck's sake.
Gary, get a couple of the guys on this, yeah? 'Scuse me.
'Scuse me, please. Out the way.
Thank you.
Out the way.
Too wicked, mate. You don't have no heart. Evil.
Yeah, we're still havin' a bit of trouble down here.
The crowd's gettin' bigger. They started blockin' the stairwells.
- Well, I'll have to, won't I? - Out the way!
Yeah, all right.
Shelley.
Naomi, could you, um…
- Yeah, sure. - Sorry.
Naomi's just gonna take care of you, okay?
- Thank you. - I'll be back in a minute.
- Hey. - Hi.
- How are you? - Fine, thanks. How are you?
What's wrong?
Found out the feds are watchin' my yard.
Why?
Fuck knows.
Well, is it serious?
No, it's just some… harassment bullshit, man.
But listen,
there's a couple tings in my yard
I need to get, but I can't get them myself.
Some cash.
All right.
Shelley, you know,
if I didn't need your help, I wouldn't be coming to ask, you get me?
Dushane, you're in trouble. Of course I'm gonna help you.
But after what happened?
We broke up.
Doesn't cancel out everythin' we've been through.
Where's the money?
In my closet.
In the safe.
Got a passport in there as well.
You need a passport? How bad is this?
It's cool. You know, it's just precautions.
- All right, I'll get you what you need. - No, no. Can't be you.
Has to be someone else.
Listen, don't call my phone.
Call that number, yeah?
Are you takin' the fuckin' piss?
Can I sit?
What the fuck's goin' on?
Huh? Nothin'.
You still got it?
Every bit of it?
- You fuckin' lie to me, man… - I wouldn't lie to you.
Course not.
Just steal.
There's bare shit goin' on in my head, Sully,
and… I can't make sense of none of it.
I lost my sister to this shit.
I know you understand what I'm goin' through right now.
All right? But I'm lookin' around, and nothin'…
nothin' is makin' sense to me.
Look, all I know is, I don't wanna be doin' this shit no more.
Then don't.
The food is killin' us. It's killed Lauryn.
- How many more of us need to… - Shh.
Lauryn killed herself.
Don't blame me.
I'll bring you your food back.
Oh yeah, you will.
Look, all I'm asking for is a guarantee.
A pass.
Nah.
'Cause I don't trust you no more.
Cool?
I know the next time I see you, you're gonna decide whether I live or die.
All right? I know that.
But, Sully, I'm beggin' you,
please…
don't hurt my family.
Becks and the baby have no part in this.
Jaq…
don't beg.
It's disgustin'.
Tonight.
Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit. All right.
Come on, Naomi.
Come on.
Three, one, one, zero, one.
Fuck.
- Oi! - Dushane!
Oi! What you doin'?
Hey! Hey!
Move! Quick! Get out of the way!
Get out of the way!
- Move! - Get out of here!
Yeah, get through there.
- Go on, Josh! - Shoot, shoot!
Get up, get up!
You all right?
Move! Move.
Move out of the way. Move!
Move!
- Oh my God! - Get down there!
Oi, you lot, come on!
Let's go! Get help!
- What's goin' on? - Out the way!
- Elisha! - Keep them back, please!
Move, move!
- Keep them back! - Elisha!
Elisha!
Elisha, can you hear me? Can you hear me?
Elisha, baby, wake up!
Get me help!
Elisha! Eli…
- Elisha! - Just go.
Yeah.
Yeah, it's a goal!
Hi, Stef.
You all right?
I'm all right. Can I go to my room, please?
Yeah, yeah, I'll go.
How was your day, Stef?
Yeah, all good.
Good, good, good.
All right?
If you want anythin' to eat, just come down to the kitchen.
- Yeah, calm. - It's good.
D'you want tea?
So, you seriously gonna try and rob my brother's chain from me?
Are you?
Nah, I didn't think so.
Yo, fuck that. Go on, then.
Go on, then!
Dickhead, go on!
I fuckin' dare you!
Take it, then!
How's it feel now to have the strap on you?
How's it feel now…
…Sully?
Please, stop. Step back!
- Get back! - Move back! Move back!
Wake up, please!
Stay back! There's nothing to see.
- Stay back! Please stop pushing. - Is this Elisha?
Stop pushing. There's nothing to see. Sir?
You need to let paramedics do their job.
Stay back!
You fuckin' murderers!
- Shame on you! You killed a child! - Murderers!
Yo, follow them, man!
Go on.
Talk to Sully?
It was me.
I took the grub.
Look, bro, I know I done wrong. All right? But I'm tryna make it right.
I'm givin' him his food back. That's why I'm calling you.
Where?
I'm linin' it up now.
Well, it needs to be in Summerhouse, and I need to be there.
A'ight.
And make sure it's all the man's fuckin' food. All of it.
- It's all there. I ain't touched nothin'. - Better not have.
Just text me where on this phone.
Shouting the odds and throwing your weight around!
- We don't want you here! - Why are you here? Why are you here?
- Let's not be aggressive. - No one wants you here.
I'm fully aware, but that's what we have to do.
This is my home.
- You child killer! - You murderer!
Fuck off! Fuck off!
- Move back! - What are you doing?
- Take your hands off him! - Stay still!
They're kids! Let him go!
Stay back, please.
Please.
- Hold them back! - Come back here!
Oi! Oi!
Come here! Come here!