Hyena

Yeah?

Okay.

So there's a Paki, flashing...

Driving fast, we seen him.

Seen this Paki he's giving it all... That fucking...

So I pull him up and Kirby's fucking smacking...

He's gone out to the woods. He said drive around, we fucking drove around.

Sat there for about an hour and a half. Oh, fucking hell.

Kirby's is coming out, fucking claret shirt. All over.

"So what's up with you?"

He said it was the oddest fucking mug he's had a gypsy fight with...

It was a fucking an hour five minutes...

At least, in flip-flops. Fuck, he could drive. MAN: Ow!

He said he's fucking done and bust him up.

He says, "I've, uh, handcuffed him.

"To a tree."

Brought him back. Two or three hours later.

Fucking pitch dark. Only got them little torches they used to give you.

Fucking not a sign, "Should we shout at him?"

"What should we shout?" "Just shout 'Paki!'"

Fucking nothing.

Nah. He doesn't answer to "Paki!"

So, I go, "Fuck you." It's like 2:00 now, we should have been off shift at 1:00.

So let's fucking turn it in.

And he said, "Thing is, they all look the same, don't they?"

What, Pakis? No, trees.

Psst, Jim!

Ah, you scared me. You fucker.

So...

How's it coming along?

All, good, yeah. Cuts right across the Balkans.

The old Afghan war route. We're gonna need some more money, though.

Excuse me?

That's 100 grand you've got of me, you cunt.

I'm not a bank, you know.

You're gonna make so much more back, you know that?

Should be up and running as early as next week, you're not gonna be complaining then.

Well, I hope it's safe.

What does it look like to you?

Jim, I haven't got a clue.

Worm. Turkish worm.

Yeah? Solucan.

Solucan? How do you like that?

I think you should make sure your Uncle Akif doesn't find out.

Or you'll put him out of business.

He doesn't know, don't worry.

I'm more worried about your people.

They know nothing. Fewer people know about this, the better.

Good. Okay?

Yeah.

We're all in the same boat.

Fuck.

Shit.

Jim, I can't be seen here!

Party's over, everyone. You get the fuck out of my house, please.

Get the fuck out!

Move!

Thank you very much.

Hey.

Oh, I don't need this right now.

Fuck off then.

Hey, Keith?

What's happened?

I'm very sorry for your loss.

If there's anything I can do.

You could surely investigate.

I know how it works. Another ethnic killing.

Who cares? Right?

I know.

I'll try.

Whatever Jim was doing, he didn't deserve to be butchered.

We think it could have been two Albanian brothers.

They're called the Kabashis.

What are you gonna do?

No idea.

Hello, Mike.

Do we know any Kabashis?

No.

Albanians?

This something to do with that killing this afternoon?

I want you to get all the intel you can get, ASAP.

Fucking antsy.

Stinks, doesn't it? Smells like shit, all right, give it a rest.

So what's the skedge?

We need to keep evolving if we're gonna stay on top.

How's this evolving, love? Fucking wogs, aren't they?

These ain't wogs, Keith. These are a new breed of criminal.

Detective Sergeant Logan.

He's big'un, ain't he, Keith?

Want some pulling down, that one.

What do you want?

Turk by the name of Jim Dikman

was murdered yesterday.

We're not here to investigate that, so you can relax.

But I do think we need to talk.

About what?

If you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours.

The same way I did for Akif Dikman over the years.

What are you saying exactly?

What happened to Jim is not how it's done here.

If people want to take over, they're gonna have to work with me.

Do you understand me?

We will come to an arrangement.

Call that number on the top.

You wanna ease up on the jokes, big fella?

Hey, no bollocks?

He's laughing.

Good day, gents.

But you don't... Right, you don't...

You wouldn't suffer a cunt,

like you don't treat someone like a cunt.

You know. Like, you won't, like, put up with a cunt.

You won't suffer a cunt gladly.

Marty, Marty!

Marty! Marty! You don't suffer a cunt.

Marty! You don't treat...

- Shut up! - Oi, hang on.

Shut up, Keith!

Do that trumpet thing.

No! No way.

Do that trumpet thing and then that's it.

And then you be quiet. I'll make sure he's quiet.

One trumpet! Listen, listen.

One trumpet. I don't even know what he's saying.

One trumpet...

It's Chris, innit? I don't even know what he's talking about.

It's fucking Chris that does the trumpet.

The trumpet.

It's more like an elephant.

Hello, Michael.

How's the drug squad treating you?

You just moved to the top of that pile, Logan.

He fucking hates me.

You'd think that policemen like Michael Logan wouldn't exist.

They exist because they're good at their job.

They do good work and they become untouchable.

But this isn't the '80s.

If we don't stop scum like that now,

we'll end up working for them.

Why's Nick Taylor from the PSD sniffing around?

Our arrest rates are high.

Why don't they look at other departments?

Corruption is something else. I see there's another Turk dead.

Did you know him?

Yeah. It was two bob.

What have MIT got so far?

They're looking into it maybe being a suicide.

Suicide?

I heard he was chopped up.

But if he cut himself into pieces, what is he, a magician?

Maybe it is your Turk, Akif, then.

What, his own family? What you talking about?

It's all getting a little messy, this lot, Michael.

I'm worried about us being ineffective.

You need to sever ties and nick him.

I don't think it's a good idea, he's still useful for us out there.

He controls a lot.

Does RIPA mean anything to you, eh?

He's not a legitimate source.

Oh, and by the way, we've had a request come in from Vice.

They want you on an op

investigating the East European drug trade.

What about task force?

It'll be good to split you lot

while the PSD are sniffing around.

I'll go in and chat to him. Leave me in there for about 30 minutes.

Don't think he'll get suspicious?

I suppose he fucking will, but it's out of my hands, isn't it?

Soon as you say you've done it, it's all right?

Cheers, Martin.

I'm not happy about it, but that's life.

We can't get too close.

But you did?

That's why I'll be very surprised when you run in and first-aid the place.

Right. CPS warrant will be here any minute.

Cheers.

Where's the big man? He's just in there.

Akif?

Any news on the murder?

No, nothing. You heard anything?

Like what?

Police! Nobody move!

What the fuck are you doing?

Sit down, Michael!

Calm down, Michael, it's out of our hands. Why you doing this?

Come from above, mate. Couldn't risk telling you.

You'd have told him.

What's going on here? Don't worry, I'll sort it.

Huh? Boys, look what I found.

Shut up!

Where was my half hour? That was five fucking minutes.

Got bored.

One, two, three!

Have you started the Akif papers yet?

Have you started on the Akif papers yet?

Yes. We have placed the heroin behind the IC6's fridge.

Don't fuck about.

Oh, Chris. Fuck off.

Hello?

Yeah, I know it well. When?