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[Indistinct talking]
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.
Welcome to X Club.
For an evening of beauty, glamour, and grace,
I'm sure you'll agree, "X" certainly marks the spot.
Whatever your desire be...
Pink Flamingo, Death Spasm, Singapore Sling...
- Hey! - Hey!
Watch it!
Hey, hey, hey, hey!
Hey, hey!
[Laughter]
MAN: Who wants more responsibilities?
[Laughter continues]
M.C.: And now, without further ado,
here to ruffle your feathers,
the Tate brothers, Carl and Pete,
proudly present the beautiful, the seductive
X Club dancers!
[Cheers and applause]
Gina!
Hello, baby! How are you?
[Cheering]
Hey.
You getting jealous?
You a bit jealous?
He's getting jealous.
Don't worry.
They've been both jealous of me for the last six months.
Tommy Murphy. Always a comedian, eh?
- Don't touch the hair! - [Laughter]
I'll see you back at the club. Don't be too long.
- He won't be. - Hey, I heard that!
DANNY: Hey, Gina, ask him where he was last night!
[Laughter]
- I'm too soft. - You're soft, I'm hungry.
- You're always hungry. - I'm a growing boy.
You can say that again.
- [People screaming] - What was that?
Pete!
- [Indistinct shouting] - What's happening?
I need backup on Barwell Street now!
- Pete! Pete! - [Moaning]
MURPHY: What happened? Did you see what happened?
Listen to me. Did you see who did this?
Where did it come from? Where did the shot come from?
Get an ambulance, Murphy! Get an ambulance!
[Indistinct shouting]
You're all right. All the boys are here.
Shut up!
Pete!
It's all right.
MURPHY: Let me feel his pulse.
It's all right. Did you see what happened?
Where did the shot come from? What happened?
CARL: Tell him what happened! Tell him what happened!
[Siren wails]
No!
Pete!
MURPHY: Why the hell didn't your informant
tell you this was gonna happen?
- He said Tyler didn't do it. - That's not what Carl thinks.
He reckons Tyler was getting him back
for murdering his nephew.
This is exactly what we were hoping to avoid...
Another gang war.
- Do we have anything, Carter? - Not a lot, no.
The girl saw nothing. There was no murder weapon.
You realize if Tyler was behind this,
all hell is gonna break loose.
Yes, Murphy, I do know.
- Good! I'm glad you know! - Come on.
We've got to get you back in there
before they start asking questions.
Go on.
[Door closes]
Hey.
You got your statements.
Now show us some respect and let us go.
Carl, no guns, please.
I watched him die, Ang.
You understand me? I watched him die!
Yes, because I watched my father die
in exactly the same way.
Tyler's not gonna stop till we're all dead!
One of you stop him, please. Danny?
Sorry, Ang.
Damn!
Carl, I don't mind helping out, but this is a bit...
Shut up. Get in the car.
Get in!
Stay there.
Look, Carl, you don't know for sure who did this.
I do.
And he's in here.
Where's Tyler?
Mr. Tyler's not here.
CARL: Stand up.
Carl.
I heard. I'm sorry about your loss.
Oh, yeah?
You will be.
Would you mind, love?
Get out, Sabrina.
Get out!
Freddie.
You killed my brother.
Now, why would I do that?
No, don't tell me.
I was getting you back for murdering
my little nephew, Kevin.
- Am I right? - Yeah, you're right.
We've both paid a heavy price already, Carl, don't you think?
Stand up.
[Door opens]
[Bullets chambering]
Think about this, Carl.
We don't want to start another war.
At last, a voice of reason.
Good to see you're hiring smart people for a change.
CARL: I'm gonna bury you, old man.
Long before you're dead.
You know what your problem is?
You let your little brother do all the dirty work.
Now you're gonna have to get your hands dirty.
And I don't think you have the balls.
Let me know where to send flowers.
We should have finished it there and then.
No, Murphy's right. We'll choose our time.
We'll choose our time, Aladdin.
All right, Carl?
[Glass clinking]
[Clears throat]
First of all, I'd like to say
thank you very much for all coming.
It means a lot to us today.
I can't really tell you how I'm feeling...
what I'm feeling...
about losing Pete.
Part of me still thinks he's having one of his windups,
you know, and he's gonna come through the door laughing.
But we know that that isn't gonna happen.
He was always there. You know, he had his way.
He was always around, wasn't he, Pete?
[Clears throat]
Even when we didn't want him there sometimes.
Like with me and Ang.
My lovely Angie.
When we were dating.
He could be a right pain in the ass, I'll tell you.
[Chuckles]
And he'd always look out for me, you know?
Even though I was the older brother.
Uh, funny story.
I remember this time...
when we was at school.
Remember Baz? Remember this?
[Clears throat] I was getting a right good hiding...
Remember that, don't you? [Laughs]...
Off this kid, Baz, and, uh...
Pete comes up to him.
Cool as a cucumber.
And he don't even say a word.
He just gets his little bottle of lemonade
out of his pack lunch.
[Laughs]
And, uh, he goes... bosh... Right over this Baz's head,
smacks him right over the head.
Hope you've invited him to the reunion.
I did, yeah, but I don't think he'll be coming, will he?
And that was Pete.
I'd like to make a promise to you all here today,
ladies and gentlemen, friends...
that I will not rest until we have justice for Pete's death.
Yeah, our kind of justice.
Too right. Too right!
[Applause]
CARL: So, uh...
Ladies and gentlemen, please be upstanding.
To Pete.
- To Pete. - To Pete.
- You screwed up, Freddie. - I keep telling you.
It wasn't us killed him. I would know.
Tyler tells you everything, does he?
Most things.
I need everything.
Listen, Freddie, it's in your best interest.
If there's another war,
you can bet it won't be Tyler on the front line.
Haven't you forgotten something?
Cheers.
[Telephone rings]
CARL: Yeah.
Yeah, understood.
We did this carpet warehouse once.
Do you remember, Aladdin?
It was Carl's idea,
but Pete was up for it, wasn't he?
Said he fancied a shag in the bedroom.
You know, shag-pile carpet.
Oh, yeah. Good one.
DANNY: Anyway, this feller here sold the whole bleedin' stock
in three days flat.
That's when Pete gave him the name Aladdin,
'cause he made the carpets fly.
Thanks for carrying the coffin, lads.
No problem.
Just glad I wasn't Danny.
Hey, watch it.
Can I have a word, Murphy?
Do you want a drink?
My brother, Pete, was a good judge of character.
He had you sussed from the start.
- MURPHY: Is that right? - CARL: Oh, yeah.
He said if anything ever happened to him,
you'd be a good man to have around.
We're gonna need everyone to build this business up.
That includes you.
I want you to be head of security.
MURPHY: Thank you. I appreciate it.
It's what Pete would have wanted.
We're gonna take on the competition.
We're gonna be the best.
MURPHY: And what about Tyler?
I've got a little surprise for him.
Anything?
Worst comes to the worst,
we might get them for handling stolen carpets.
Ma'am?
Never mind.
- How was Freddie? - Twitchy.
But I kind of believe him
when he says Tyler wasn't involved in Pete Tate's murder.
I wish I shared your faith.
Hang on. They're on the move.
MURPHY: So where are we heading?
Going to see that bird that was with Tyler.
The one with the rose tattoo?
You noticed, eh?
Well, I'm a big fan of Gardener's World.
Her name's Sabrina. She used to work for me.
That's one word for it.
Sabrina.
Sabrina?
Sabrina, Sabrina...
Sabrina was a... a dancer.
Um...
Real name... Ellie Franklin.
You all right?
Any idea where they went?
Sorry.
Ang, don't worry about Carl.
He can take care of himself.
Yeah.
Hey, Neil.
Thanks, yeah?
Anytime.
[Buzzes]
Come on, Carter. Come on.
CARTER: There.
Galloway?
26 Sibford Road.
DANNY: Hello, darling!
Sorry to barge in on you like this.
Carl, present for you, mate.
[Laughter]
Jimmy, you dirty old man!
Sit down!
Oh, really, Tyler!
Ain't you getting too old for this sort of thing?
You should be ashamed of yourself.
Two-timing slag!
It wasn't me, Jimmy. Honest.
She likes to talk, don't she?
That is, when she ain't got her mouth full.
Get him out of here.
Come with me, mate!
Here, give us a kiss.
What's the matter? You don't like me anymore?
- Am I too young for you? - [Spits]
Carl, Carl. Come on, come on.
Let's go and get stuck into Tyler.
I'm following them now.
Last chance, Jimmy.
Look, I swear. We never touched your brother.
CARL: And in the red corner,
we have the Hackney Hulk!
Hospitalized his first opponent
when he was still at primary school.
[Laughs]
And in the blue corner...
Joke's over! Stop messing around!
We've got a yellow-bellied, spineless loser!
And by the way, he's a deaf mute,
so he won't be able to hear you beg for mercy.
- Isn't that right, Brian? - That's right, governor.
Right, seconds out. Round one! Come on!
Go on, Brian!
DANNY: Go on, Brian, mate.
- Oh, and again! - Careful, Jimmy.
- ALADDIN: Come on, Jimmy! - Come on, son!
Come on, Jimmy, what's the matter with you?
Looking a bit old there, mate!
Come on, Jimmy! What's up?
ALADDIN: Come on, Jimmy!
Oh!
[Softly] Where are you?
CARL: You're looking old, mate. Come on!
ALADDIN: Come on, Brian!
DANNY: Come on, mate. Try harder!
[Laughter]
Go, Brian! Go on, mate!
You're getting old, Jimmy!
Are you gonna own up, Jimmy?
Nah?
Come on, boys, pick him up. He wants a bit more.
Let's see some fancy footwork, Jimmy.
Come on, son!
Come on, Jimmy!
Come on, come on. They're killing him.
Ma'am.
MURPHY: Where are you?
Wait.
He might just give us something.
JIMMY: [Groaning]
Get off!
Last chance to sing, Jimmy.
Ma'am, we shouldn't be doing this.
Unit on standby. Waiting the word, ma'am.
Eh?
No?
Now, what was it you were saying about me
not having the balls to do my own dirty work?
Eh?
Well, we'll soon see about that, won't we?
Eh?
Eh?!
[Door bangs]
Drop the knife, Carl!
Drop the knife!
Lie down! Lie down now!
Lie down! Get down!
Lie down now! Lie down!
Get down. Get down!
On the floor!
Don't you think this is all getting a bit out of hand?
TYLER: No comment.
Carl thinks you started all this
when you killed his father-in-law...
Brendan McCabe.
That's it.
So...
Did you kill him?
You know, it's so long ago,
I can't remember.
Let me get this straight, just for me.
You kill Carl's father-in-law.
So he kills your nephew.
So you kill his brother.
You people like to keep this in the family, don't you?
Can I go now?
Well, we've got more than enough
to pin Kevin Tyler's murder on Carl,
but you don't have to go down with him.
Think about it.
With Carl gone, who's going to run the business?
Mr. Tate, you keep up these tit-for-tat killings,
and there'll be none of you left.
And then what would you two do?
Neighborhood watch?
Do yourself a favor, Danny.
We can make deals, you know?
Just tell us what you want.
Okay.
One...
quarter-pounder with cheese.
And fries. And a large milkshake.
To go.
Please.
Listen, I nearly broke my cover.
But you didn't, did you. We're still in there.
No, Carter, I'm still in there. You're out here whistling Dixie.
If it wasn't for Carter,
we'd have another murder on our hands.
Fair enough.
Then again, we'd have our man and Tyler would be 6 feet under.
But, hey, you can't have everything.
So, what do you need?
A woman.
Come on, Murphy. Be serious.
I am serious.
Carl likes to play away from home.
I can only get so close. A woman can get closer.
Ah, listen.
"The struggle for control
of the lucrative club scene in the area reached new levels
when several arrests were made
following what police describe as a violent incident.
Amongst those detained were Carl Tate and Jimmy Tyler,
long-term rivals in the Soho club business.
Both men were later released without charge."
- What did you tell Sabrina? - I never told her nothing.
Then how did they find us?
Well, look, it could have been anyone, you know?
I mean, the sight of Tyler in a kimono
is not one you'd forget.
Yeah, well, I ain't finished with him yet.
Well?
Yeah. It's good.
Checked the flat. Sabrina's not there.
Want me to find her?
No.
First, let's sort out little boy Tate.
I want his club, and I want his scalp.
Understood?
Something tells me that little slag
wasn't the only bad apple around here.
Have a sniff around.
Clean that up, will you?
Before we open.
[Indistinct talking]
Is your new doorman in place yet, Murphy?
On the way.
[Telephone rings]
Get that, will you, babe?
Ugh!
CARL: I want to get some extra security for these doors.
MURPHY: Yeah, sure. Whatever.
CARL: We got to keep it tight, boys, yeah?
Am I talking to myself here or what?
MURPHY: No. Sorry, boss. Absolutely. No problem.
Andrew Jones about the reunion.
Oh! Jonesy!
Ask him where he is.
Where he been? Where is he?
- Come on, shift over. - ANG: See you later.
DANNY: Put him on the loudspeaker.
CARL: All right, all right.
Jonesy, mate! How are you?
How come you haven't replied to any of my e-mails?
[Australian accent] Carl, me old mucker.
Long time no see, mate.
You've gone a bit native there, ain't you, mate?
Well, Australia does that to you.
You still hanging out with your old cronies?
Yeah. One or two.
Jonesy, mate, it's Danny. Remember me, mate?
Big Danny? Let me guess.
Burger and fries. Right, Carl?
[Laughs]
CARL: He's spot on there, mate.
How's it going? Where are you?
I'm up North. Seeing family, you know?
I'll be back down next week.
Just wanted to check our little bash is still on.
I've been reading the papers, mate.
CARL: Uh, yeah. No, it's all right.
Don't worry about all that. It's still on.
Listen, we've had a big response.
I reckon most of the class of '85 will show up.
I'm really looking forward to it.
Yeah, me too.
So who else have you heard from?
You know, the good, the bad... And now you've called, the ugly.
[Laughter]
Yeah, no, that's all right. You don't change, Carl.
So do you mind telling me what happened yesterday?
What did Carl tell you?
Don't tell me nothing anymore.
[Laughter]
Nothing like a bit of salt in an open wound.
[Indistinct talking]
[Horn honks]
All right, guys. Let them in.
[Cheers and applause]
Oi, that's chipped. Look. Give us another one.
Sorry, boss.
Look at this place. This is what it's all about.
I can't wait to see their faces.
Who?
All that lot coming to the reunion.
All those ones that said I'd be a nobody.
Aww.
I've got something else to show them and all, don't I?
- What's that, then? - My gorgeous, gorgeous wife.
Oh, yeah?
You always were the best looking in school, weren't you?
"Were"? What about now?
Enough said?
No. Keep talking.
DANNY: Carl.
Carl, you're wanted, mate.
Hey. We'll talk more later, yeah?
I'm sorry, lads, I told you... No stag parties tonight.
Oh, come on.
Stags? I'm on me own.
Never seen these ugly gits before.
[Laughter]
Yeah. Uh, good night.
Oh, come on, mate. Just one drink.
Ah, come on, Paddy. It's his last night of freedom.
MAN: Yeah.
It's not Paddy. Good night.
- Oh, come on! - [Indistinct shouting]
I'd quit while you were ahead if I were you, pal.
Yeah? Oh, oh, oh!
GUTHRIE: Not so fast, son! Not so fast.
If you're planning on having a family,
I suggest you go now, all right?
Right.
Come on. Out you go, son!
CARL: [Clears throat]
So this is your new man, huh?
Yes. Problem?
Uh...
No. Not at all.
Annie, this is Carl Tate, owner of the X Club.
Everyone knows who Mr. Tate is.
It's a pleasure.
Pleasure's all mine.
That's the dance floor. That's a wall.
Oh, look. That's a chair.
How did I do?
Apart from looking like you were making an arrest, fine.
You all right, son? What's up?
Hiring people now, is he?
Well, in a war, you need troops.
Yeah?
Good work out there.
Thanks.
Haven't seen you on the circuit before.
No?
I think I would have remembered.
I've been away a couple of years doing the clubs around Ibiza.
Really? Well, I won't ask to see your white bits.
I haven't got any.
Right.
So, where does a girl go to get a nightcap around here, eh?
- Well... - Carl, can we get off now?
Yeah, sure, babe. Yeah.
Ang, this is Annie.
Annie's gonna be working on security.
Hi.
Can we get off?
Yeah, sure.
Um, maybe we'll have a drink 'round ours, yeah?
Okay, guys, finish up. Party back at ours.
- You up for it, Murphy? - Always.
CARL: [Clears throat] How about you, Aladdin?
No, I... I got plans.
CARL: Oh, well. Suit yourself.
- Is your car still off the road? - Yeah.
But that's all right.
I've heard I'm getting a company car.
- Company juggernaut, I heard. - Oi!
Here you are. Take these.
I'll go with Ang. Come on, the night's young!
Fancy it, Neil?
What, me?
No. Thanks.
I'm a... bit busy.
What did you ask him for?
I like him.
Ha! [Laughing] Come on, babe.
[Laughs]
So how long have you known Murphy?
A couple of years, on and off.
Never mind about him. I want to know about you.
That's simple. What you see is what you get.
No, Aries is always more complicated than that.
[Laughs] How did you know my star sign?
GUTHRIE: I can always tell an Aries.
Strong, confident, and powerful.
- Mmh, is that right? - Yeah.
Well, I'm all three of those.
Oi.
Hello, babe. You all right?
Oopsy-daisy.
Vodka?
Thanks.
She's a bit too old
to be working clubs in Ibiza, isn't she?
MURPHY: You'd be surprised.
They cater for a lot of grannies down there.
- They call it the gray pound. - [Laughs]
Ah, now I see it.
- Come here. - What?
Come here, come here, come here.
The resemblance.
When you smile, you look just like your dad.
ANG: Always wanted to make him a granddad.
You two gonna start a family?
I'd like to.
Not sure about Carl, though.
Things are tough for him right now.
Things have always been tough for him.
Since his dad walked out on him and Pete when they were kids.
It was my dad, Brendan, who saved him.
She's a great girl.
What can I say? I don't deserve her.
Pete was always telling me that. I think he was a bit jealous.
Yeah, well, he had a lot to be jealous of.
Yeah.
Pete used to talk about Brendan a lot.
Must have been close.
They were the sons he never had.
He took them in.
In return, the boys helped build up the business.
Carl reckons that's why Tyler killed my dad and Pete,
you know, 'cause we were getting too big.
- Does he have any proof? - Nah.
So you got any family?
I've got two brothers. I was number three.
That's unlucky.
So do they look out for their little sister?
Oh, yeah. They're very protective.
Well, then I'd better be very careful.
Sometimes I wonder whether it's all worth it.
All the grief and worry.
Sometimes I think maybe we should just walk away
and leave it all behind.
Like Andrew Jones.
Who?
Oh, a friend of ours from school.
He packed up, moved to Australia.
Seems to be doing all right as well.
You two could do that.
Cash in. Fresh start. New life.
I would if I were you.
What are you two talking about?
He was just saying how I should leave you,
run away with him and start a new life.
That's not quite what I had in mind.
But it's not a bad idea.
Well, while you two settle down into suburbia,
we need more booze.
[Doors unlock, cellphone rings]
Hello, mate. How's it going? All right?
Don't worry. I promise to drive it carefully.
What do you want?
Hold on a sec.
What's... You ain't got a bird in my motor with you, have you?
- [Gunshot] - Danny!
What?
Oh, no!
Come on, Murphy!
Poor fella didn't stand a chance.
It's my car, Murphy. It was meant for me. For me!
- You don't know that. - I do!
I'm sorry, Danny, man. I'm sorry.
What's happened? Oh!
What's it look like? Where you been?
Card game. My mobile was off.
I went for a leak, and I picked up your message.
No one's seen yet. We might be okay.
Police are gonna close us down for this, Carl.
Tyler's gonna love it. He's gonna love it!
You are all heart.
I say let's get Tyler now. Carl, we need to stop this now!
No, no, no, no, no. You need to stop this.
And we all need to think fast.
- Who's the governor?! - CARL: Not now!
Who's in charge here?
Carl, right now, I think it should be me.
You are too close to this.
First off, I'll sort the car. I'll sort Danny.
Will you, now?
Yes. I know someone who can help.
What is this guy talking... Who?! Names!
Someone who owes me one.
- Then I'll come with you. - No, you can't.
He only deals with me.
Carl, you know how this works!
Carl!
Why should we trust you?
Because you have no choice.
I'll have the car back by morning.
You just gonna sit back and let this guy take over?
You got any better ideas?!
Any word from your man Freddie?
Well, he's not answering my calls.
I think he's getting scared.
Maybe he was busy tonight.
You think he could have done this?
Right now the only thing I'm ruling out
is multiple suicides.
Let's find him.
Sorry.
Couldn't get away sooner without raising suspicion.
Right. Where are we?
We've got four hours to get the forensics
and get it clean for Carl.
- Think they'll do it in time? - Oh, aye.
They might even throw in a 10,000-mile service.
See Carl's taken a shine to you.
Yeah. Aren't I the lucky one?
- Good accent. - Shut up.
Don't do that.
[Door closes]
Bit past your bedtime, Freddie?
Couldn't sleep. Went for a walk.
Guilty conscience?
What do you want?
Where were you this evening?
I told you, I couldn't sleep.
I watched TV all evening.
I presume you could tell me what you watched.
Adult videos. Kind you're too young to see.
Listen, Freddie, a supply of class-A drugs, GBH,
possession of an illegal firearm...
We've got some shopping list on you.
I don't know, three, maybe four years inside, and guess what...
I will personally see that
the first person that's there to meet you
on the day of your release is Jimmy Tyler!
And believe me, he'll have a lot more questions
to ask you than I do.
Understand?
Do you understand?!
Good.
[Telephone rings]
Yeah.
Right.
How?
I told you. I called in a debt.
And Danny?
No offense, Carl, but the least you know...
You okay?
Yeah, yeah. I'm fine.
Just missing Pete.
I know.
Come on. You need to eat, boy.
And ballistics is sure about this?
So they say.
Gun used last night
was the same weapon used to kill Kevin Tyler.
Someone's picking off members of both gangs.
So if it isn't intergang warfare, what is it?
Serial killer?
- Hi. - Hi.
Okay, Tom, so tell us about this glass you found.
There were traces next to the body
and in the well of the passenger seat.
Doesn't come from the car.
The point is, they match glass fragments
found at the scene of Peter Tate's murder.
So I cross-checked with Kevin Tyler's murder.
- More glass? - Exactly.
I sent it off for analysis.
There's something else that might interest you.
The bullet entered here,
traveled through the left side of the heart
and came out here, through the neck.
That sort of trajectory suggests the killer being inside the car,
in the passenger seat, when the gun was fired.
GUTHRIE: And there was no other sign of a struggle?
None.
So Danny let the murderer get into the car.
He knew who it was.
Did Danny have any family?
Ah, we was his family.
Gang was all he had.
Since way back when we was the Copeland Street Boys.
The what?
It's a gang we had when we was at school.
Me, Pete, Danny, Aladdin, and Kevin.
- Kevin Tyler? - Yeah.
- He was in your gang? - Yep.
He may have been Tyler's nephew,
but way back then, we was all blood brothers.
That's why I never could have killed him.
He was like family.
Now, hold on. Wait a minute. I don't understand.
If you didn't kill Kevin Tyler, who did?
You tell me.
That's it, Mr. Tyler.
Indeed, it is, Freddie. Indeed it is.
You're not thinking of knocking off early, are you?
There's something I need you to do.
It may be worth having a chat with Andrew Jones.
He's the fellow organizing the reunion party.
Is he the one who lives in Australia?
Yeah. He was in Carl's year at school.
He may be able to shed light on what happened back then.
Okay. I'll see if I can find his details in Carl's office.
Now, listen, I got the report back on that glass.
- Oh, yeah? - It's domestic.
- As opposed to? - Not industrial.
What does that mean?
I don't know. It just didn't come from the car.
It could have come from anywhere.
Oh, great. Well, that narrows it down.
[Door opens]
[Indistinct talking]
[Clears throat]
Don't mind me.
[Door closes]
Sorry about that.
No, it was fine, really. It was good.
- Really? - It was a good idea.
You didn't need to slip the tongue, though.
All the exits covered?
Yes, Carl.
We'll have a new name... Club Fort Knox.
Yeah, and it's gonna stay that way till I say so.
Where's Danny tonight, huh?
"Where's Danny tonight, huh?" I fired him!
- Fired Danny? - Yeah.
- What for? - Not working hard enough!
Now clean that up!
[Laughs]
[Laughter]
Right, ladies.
- Whoo! - Whoo!
Handbags and handguns here, please.
You gonna frisk me?
That could take all night, my darlin'.
Oh, that's what they all say.
Yeah, Carter, I think I've got a number for Andrew Jones.
It's 006-129.
Yeah, just give it a ring, and, uh... I don't know...
If no one answers, phone the Australian police
and see if they can help, okay?
What's going on? What are you doing in here?
Well, I'm waiting for you.
Oh.
I thought maybe sometime we might go somewhere quiet.
Oh, really? That's nice.
Well, you know, when it's loud out there,
it can be very, very quiet in here.
How about a drink first?
Sure. Why not?
How about a vodka?
Fine. Yeah? Okay.
Here, let me take your coat.
That's good.
Mmh.
That's, uh... That's nice.
Hi, this is Annie Guthrie.
I can't take your call now, but please leave a message.
CARL: Okay, vodka.
Neat?
Yeah. That's the way we do things around here.
And, uh, of course you've got to down it in one.
- Chin-chin. - Cheers.
Ahh!
[Coughs]
Better have another one straight.
No, come on.
Uh!
Thank you.
Murphy, have you seen Annie anywhere?
- What, is she not at the door? - No.
Right.
Excuse me.
No.
You know, my... my mother wouldn't approve of you.
- Yeah? - Yeah. She's very... law-abiding.
Law-abiding? So am I.
So am I.
Neil, have you seen Carl?
He went up to his office a while ago.
Whoa, whoa. Where are you going?
- Doing my round. - No. You're needed on the door.
GUTHRIE: You have a certain reputation.
CARL: Yeah. Yeah.
And guess what. It's all true.
I'm a psychopath
who kills anybody that gets in my way.
So I guess your mum won't be inviting me around
for Sunday lunch, then.
[Laughs]
I shouldn't. I'm working.
Oh, yeah. You're working for me. Now, come on. Drink up.
Come on. Drink.
Come on, baby.
Whoo!
Listen...
I got a special little room here.
Come here.
- Come here, baby. - What about Ang?
Yeah. Well, her dance goes on for another 20 minutes.
Come on... Whoa!
[Laughs]
Or stay here.
MURPHY: [Speaking indistinctly]
All right, then. Ha ha.
Up here.
GUTHRIE: Please...
Get out!
Oops! Certainly not!
Didn't know we were gonna be double-booked.
Get out!
Come on, give us a break.
There's no other room at the inn.
What... Sorry, Carl.
- CARL: Forget it. - MURPHY: Where are you going?
Shut up.
You can't leave me here with both of them.
I'm not as young as I used to be.
- Well? - Have you met the wife?
You okay?
- Annie? - Mm-hmm.
- You all right? - Yeah. No.
Come on. Let's get up.
Annie? Are you awake, love?
Annie?
- Murphy? - At your service.
Wee glass of O.J.?
Oh, look, relax.
Before you say anything, I slept on the sofa
and you insisted on wearing that.
Joy Division.
Great mammaries... memories.
Did you, uh...
Undress you? Serpently not!
What do you take me for?
I thought you should stay here in case lover boy
made an appearance 'round to your place.
Thanks.
You were in no state to make an arrest.
Yeah, well, I don't get as much practice as you, do I?
True.
Anyway, Carter's on his way 'round.
He's got some more information
about Andrew Jones, the Australian.
Good.
Did you tell him I was here?
Yes.
- In your bed? - Yes.
Right.
Ah, don't worry. I told him we slept head to toe.
Just talking about rotas, that's all.
And you expect me to believe that?
Not now, Ang.
You know she and Murphy are screwing?
It's none of my business
what my staff get up to in their spare time.
ANG: Oh, not again.
In case you hadn't noticed, Ang,
people are getting killed out there.
You've really got to stop that. You just got to stop it!
I'm warning you.
Or what?! What are you gonna do about it?!
I don't know!
That's just it... I don't know.
Oh, come here, baby. Come on.
Come on. Shh, shh.
Hey, come on. Shh, shh.
It's gonna be okay. Yeah?
You say that, but it's not. I'm frightened.
This is all gonna end like it did with Dad.
Hey, hey, hey.
That is not gonna happen, okay?
I don't want to lose you, Carl.
What do you want me to do?
Just get away from here till things blow over.
- Ang, you know I can't do that. - Come on, we can go somewhere.
Anywhere. Out the country, even.
Come on, Carl. We never go away.
Where?
I don't know.
Somewhere where normal couples go to get away.
I'll think about it, okay?
No, you promise me.
I said I'll think about it.
- Mr. Tyler. - What is it?
Ang.
It's okay. She's clean.
Of course she is!
Well, take a seat.
Can I get you a drink?
No. Thanks.
Did Carl send you?
No. He doesn't know I'm here.
Listen, I want to stop this.
I'm asking you to stop it.
Before anyone else gets hurt.
Don't think I can do that, Ang.
Carl's making trouble.
And a lot of people are very unhappy... not least, me.
He never wanted a war.
Well, he's got one now.
Oh, I get it.
You want a fight.
You want to finish what you started five years ago.
You still believe I killed your father, don't you?
Well, I've got news for you.
Yeah, I wanted him dead.
But someone got there before me.
You're lying.
No.
But believe me, love, when it comes to Carl Tate,
I'm not gonna make the same mistake again.
Here you are, son.
Cheers.
Ma'am.
Thank you.
Okay, so, what have we got?
Well, according to Australian police,
Jones was a surveyor.
He had no criminal record,
but the file remains open because no body was ever found.
Okay, so we have two possibilities.
Either Jones is dead and someone has assumed his identity,
or he did a vanishing trick
and has turned up back home for some reason.
- The Copeland Street gang. - What?
That's who our murderer is targeting...
The Copeland Street gang.
First Kevin, then Pete, and now Danny.
Carl and Aladdin are the only original members
left of the gang.
Tyler's got nothing to do with it.
He was just drawn into it by accident.
Or maybe by design.
And the school reunion is tomorrow.
It's ironic, isn't it?
We start out trying to get Carl for murder,
and we end up protecting him instead.
Get in.
So how long have you been working for Carl?
Good few years.
Must have seen a few things in your time.
If I had've, I wouldn't tell you.
CARL: Come on, come on, come on!
We open in 20. That's minutes, not years.
- Murphy. - Boss.
- Listen... - Yeah.
Uh, sorry about last night.
I never knew you and her had, uh...
Ah, no, no.
What is mine is yours. You know what I mean?
[Chuckles] You're all right.
Listen, what you done with her, anyway?
- How do you mean? - I mean, where is she?
Oh, right. Uh, I don't know.
Well, then you better find her quick.
GUTHRIE: Where are we going?
ANG: Nowhere. Just driving.
You find Carl attractive, don't you?
Ang, there's nothing going on between us.
I don't blame you. It's only natural.
You see, I know he cheats on me. He always has.
Even though he loves me.
I've always put up with it because I love him.
And I don't want to lose him, see?
Pathetic?
Yeah, I know.
But I've told him I've had enough.
See, things are different now. Somebody's trying to kill him.
I don't want him dying in another woman's arms.
Do you understand me?
Yes, and I promise you there is nothing going on.
I swear. I promise.
Let's see if Carl feels the same way, shall we?
Give us your phone.
What?
Give us your phone.
[Beeping]
All right, boss?
[Groans softly]
- You find her yet? - I'm working on it.
You all right?
Yeah, I need to take Ang somewhere nice.
Maybe Paris or something.
I never had you down as the romantic type.
Where would you go?
Nothing beats a wet weekend in Donegal.
Just sort some tickets out, will you?
[Cellphone beeps]
As you wish.
What is it?
Um...
Just got to go out for a couple of hours.
- Where are you going? - Just business.
I'll come with you.
No, no. Stay here. Look after the place.
Hello.
- Annie Guthrie, please. - Sure.
Hi, girls.
- Evening, Murphy. - I would look great in that.
Where have you been?
It's a long story.
- Where's Carl? - He's gone walkabout.
I know, I know. I'm sorry.
I tried to go with him, but he wouldn't let me.
I have no idea where he's gone.
I think I do.
Ang.
You're lucky my dad isn't here! He would have killed you!
Listen, she means nothing to me. I love you!
Don't treat me like an idiot. You promised me.
I promise.
We're gonna get tickets, gonna go to Paris.
I don't want that. Not anymore.
Please, Ang, please. I will change. I will!
But you can't, though, can you? Huh?
Come on. Let's go inside.
Just leave it! Just leave it.
You started this! Always going on about kids!
Save it for your whore!
What about me?! You ever thought about that?!
Aladdin? You all right to lock up?
- I'm shooting off. - You check the stock?
- No, not yet. But... - Now!
Why am I the only person working 'round here?
Speak to your union.
- What? - Nothing.
- Where's Carl? - He said he had business.
He never said nothing to me.
You know, some people 'round here
seem to forget we are running a business.
We've got the reunion tomorrow night,
we've got Tyler breathing down our necks,
and all Carl does is piss around like he's back at school!
He's still the boss.
Yeah, Murphy.
You go to the top of the class.
What about Carl's old teacher?
Do you still want to go and see him tomorrow?
Might as well, yeah.
Saturday-morning detention.
Happy days!
MAN: Oi! Oi!
I guess we better pretend we're a couple.
You're insatiable.
Just get on with it, Murphy.
And a peck on the cheek will be fine.
- You fancy me. - Yeah.
Sweet dreams.
SABRINA: Hello?
Hi, baby, it's Carl. Let me in.
[Buzzes]
I need a bed for the night.
Oh.
- Tyler? - Yeah.
Come here.
So, anyway, thanks for seeing us on a Saturday.
Oh, that's okay. I had work to do.
Only time I can have some peace.
If you'll excuse me, I'll take a look 'round.
- Help yourself. - Thanks.
MAN: The Copeland Street Boys?
Scared me sometimes.
There were the brothers, Carl and Pete.
The leaders, of course.
Kevin Tyler, Danny Phillips, and Mark Dunne.
Now, he now goes under the name of Aladdin.
- Really? - Yeah.
Well, he seems to have turned out okay.
He's been back quite a lot recently
collecting details of his year for some reunion party.
Photos, school banner. That kind of thing.
In fact, he was here earlier.
You might still catch him if you want to have a word.
Sorry.
[Door closes]
Murphy?
[Gunshot]
Murphy, are you all right?
[Groans] Great.
I love it when people are hitting me.
Is he dead?
I think so.
What happened?
When Aladdin thumped me, that's the last I saw.
Right.
- That's four down, one to go. - Yeah.
Right now I don't fancy Carl's chances much.
If our killer doesn't get him, Tyler will.
We're gonna have to get a media blackout
so none of this affects tonight.
You're gonna have to invent a story for Carl about Aladdin.
Yeah.
Come out, come out, whoever you are.
Come here.
Kiss me, please.
Why?
Because I love you.
I'm sorry, baby.
It's easy to forget the important things, isn't it?
I realize now you mean more to me
than anything else in the world.
Even the club?
Yeah. Even the club.
Come here, then.
After they collect the guns from the warehouse,
then they're gonna wait for Carl at his apartment.
When?
Tonight. After the reunion party.
Okay, good.
You okay, Freddie?
Don't contact me again.
[Up-tempo dance music playing]
Hello, Sophie!
Hey! Oh, mate, you could have shaved.
What's going on?
How's it going? How are you?
Here they come.
This is some place you got here.
Yeah, well, it's not bad, you know.
Has anyone seen Jonesy yet?
He's probably waiting to the last minute
to make a grand entrance, then take all the credit.
Oh, well, nothing's changed there, then.
Hey! How are you?
Good to see you.
Ah, there they are. Look. There they are.
How are you? Look. Thanks for coming.
You look gorgeous.
Really like what you've done with the club.
Thank you. Thanks. Thanks a lot.
How did you do it, Carl, all this?
Oh, just hard work, pure and simple.
- Making up for lost time, eh? - How's that?
You know, you and Pete.
You weren't exactly model pupils at school, were you?
What?
So let's see who turned out best, then, eh?
Bad boy or teacher's pet?
Designer Italian, no design.
Silk tie, polyester.
Handmade leather shoes, desert boots.
Shall we talk cars now,
or is that enough humiliation for you tonight?
- Come on, boss. - MAN: Money isn't everything.
- Yeah. It helps, though. - [Laughing] It certainly does.
You know, you would have fitted in just great
in the Copeland Street gang, Murphy.
I don't know. I'm more of an avenue person.
That is such a shame Aladdin can't be here.
Are you sure he's got food poisoning?
Yeah, well, he looked like death warmed up when I last saw him.
Sounds like a bit of dodgy excuse to me.
- I'll give him a bell. - No, wait.
Look, I admit I lied to you.
What?
Uh, Aladdin phoned me and said
he didn't want to go to school on his own.
Too many bad memories, he said.
So he asked me to go with him.
Suppose that's the reason why he's not here tonight.
He never said nothing to me about that.
Carl! Remember me? Jessica Wood.
I'll leave you to it.
- Yeah, all right, mate. - I'm Gilmore now.
Talk to me. Over.
MAN: It seems to have gone quiet, sir. Over.
What do you think?
Let's go in.
There's nothing in here, sir. It's empty.
He says he was told to drive here and wait
till somebody came and delivered a package, sir.
- Get him out of here. - Come on.
- Carter. - What?
You better take a look at this.
We've searched the place.
No weapons. Nothing. It's empty.
Except for this.
It's your man... Freddie.
[Cellphone rings]
- Class of '85! - Class of '85!
So tell me. Come on.
What happened? What happened?
Oh, I don't know.
Started going out with Sheila, actually.
- Did you? I don't remember her. - Not me... him.
Oh, he did. Oh, right.
- Did you hear, Carl? - What's that?
Rumor has it there was a shooting
in our school this afternoon.
- A shooting? - What?
Wouldn't happen in our day, eh, Carl?
Hello, sweetheart.
You remember me.
Of course I do. You haven't changed a bit.
Isn't this great, us all getting back together again?
♪ No one can set me free ♪
Yeah. I will, actually. I'll have a drink.
- Can't. You're working. - I'm Irish, though.
Miss Goody Two-Shoes.
Rich, going downstairs. Gonna change a barrel.
Yeah, you do that, Miss Goody.
He's always been like that.
Neil.
Have you known him long?
Yeah, since school.
What, you went to school together?
Yeah, class of '85 and all that?
Well, he never made it to '85.
He left at the end of the fourth year.
Nervous breakdown.
What?
Nervous breakdown. You know... Bd-bd-bd!
Don't know why he's working for Carl, though.
It was him and his gang sent him mental in the first place.
They were merciless.
GUTHRIE: Listen, I've got the report back on that glass.
It's domestic.
- MURPHY: As opposed to? - GUTHRIE: Not industrial.
It didn't come from the car.
It could have come from anywhere.
CARL: Murphy.
Murphy? Murphy!
- Carl. - My office, now.
Carl!
I am so disappointed with you, Murphy.
What?
Why?
How much did Tyler offer you?
Tyler? Me?
You think I'd... Aah!
That's for Pete.
This is for Aladdin!
You don't understand!
That's Danny!
Please, listen, Carl...
Not another word.
GUTHRIE: Hello?
Ma'am, it's me. It's Carter.
[Up-tempo dance music playing]
Carter, I... I can't hear you!
Ma'am, Tyler wasn't in the warehou... Ma'am?
Hold on. Hold on.
[Music continues playing]
All right, boys. Get out.
Me and Pete...
We used to listen to this song all the time
when we were kids.
Over and over and over again.
And our old man used to shout up,
"Turn that racket down!"
And we'd just turn it up even more.
[Chuckling] Play it louder and louder.
And if Pete was here today,
he'd do exactly what I'm gonna do to you.
Take you for a little drive.
CARTER: Hello?
Ma'am, Tyler wasn't in the warehou...
Ma'am, Tyler wasn't in the warehouse.
GUTHRIE: Carter, they're here.
Tell me you're close.
I'll be there in five minutes, ma'am.
- Make it two. - Yes, but...
Oi, you. Help me get him in the car.
I wouldn't bother with him if I was you.
Tyler's here. He's looking for you.
Shit!
Right. I need you to help me out here.
Are you asking me to be in your gang?
What?
I said, are you asking me to be in your gang? Yes or no?
Yeah, okay. Whatever.
I'm not interested. Give it to me.
A time was, I would have jumped at the offer.
Then maybe the teasing and the beatings
you and your gang gave me every day would have stopped.
But at least they can't hurt me anymore.
- I made sure of that. - Yeah?!
[Australian accent] That's it, mate! Got it in one!
Good on ya!
Now, come on.
Class is waiting.
Tate!
All right, all right. No rush.
[Music stops]
L-Ladies and gentlemen.
Sorry to interrupt the party,
but this won't take long, I promise.
It was me... Not Carl or Andrew Jones...
Who organized this evening.
Uh, though most of you won't remember who I am.
You see, I had to leave school early.
Three years early, in fact.
I was doing quite well in school up till then.
Good grades. I was in the chess club.
I kept meself to meself, but I was happy.
And I was in love.
But she never knew.
But then, she only had eyes for one man.
This one.
The bully.
The bully and his gang who made my life a misery!
[People screaming]
Stay where you are!
Stay where you are, please! Don't go yet!
It's all right.
I won't hurt you!
I want... I want you all to see
the man who ruined my life
apologize for what he did...
and beg my forgiveness.
- Beg me! - [Whimpering] Please...
Do you know how long it takes to die
when you get shot in the gut, do you?
- Beg! Beg! - Please! Please!
Now you know what it feels like!
[Laughing]
Look. Look, everybody.
He's wet hisself.
Carl Tate's peed his pants!
♪ Carl Tate's peed his pants ♪
How does it feel to be so scared, eh?
- Do you like it? - No.
I didn't. No.
ANG: Neil.
Don't do this, please.
Why are you still sticking up for him?
Because I love him.
Love him?
Love him?!
How can you love the man who killed your father?
Ang. No, Ang!
I saw him and Peter do it, Angie.
I saw them.
They wanted control.
But your dad said they weren't ready yet.
So they shot him!
They shot him in the back and then in the face
and put it all down to Tyler!
He's lying, Ang! He's lying!
NEIL: Shut up!
[Glass breaking]
He's lying, Ang! He's lying!
NEIL: Shut up! You forget...
Ang knows all about liars, Carl. She married one!
It was Pete! It was Pete's idea!
NEIL: You see?! Still telling tales!
Up! Now...
You're gonna say sorry for being such a bad boy.
I'm sorry.
- Say it! - I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
Did... Did you hear that, boys and girls?
Louder, please, Tate, so the whole class can hear!
I'm sorry! I'm sorry!
And so am I.
[Screaming]
- You okay? - Yeah.
[Moaning]
Aah!
[Crying] Ang...
I'm sorry.
Ang...
- Please... - Tell me the truth.
- He's lying. - Just tell me the truth.
He's lying!
Babe, he's lying.
Please, baby.
Do you remember what you said to me?
"Sometimes I wish I could just walk away...
leave it all behind"?
Walk away, Ang.
Baby.
Ang!
Please, baby, come here.
Ang!
There are two reasons why I'd never go to a school reunion.
Go on.
First, obviously, I'd hate my old school buddies
to be jealous of my great career in the police.
- Heaven forbid. - Yeah.
And?
Well, there was this kid in my year, and...
He was a bit of a swot,
and I didn't mean to give him a hard time, but...
- Murphy! - I know, I know, I know.
Think it's my fault he became an MP.
Really? Who?
Ah, now, I could tell you,
but then I'd have to eat you.
Fancy a drink?
Definitely. Where?
How about Paris?
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