Gangs of London

One of you is responsible for my cargo being hit.

Lale's dealing. I got it off one of her men.Shouldn't have done that.

We let Asif trade.

Doing a lot of second-guessing lately, partner.

Eddie, They say you are the keeper of Finn's secrets. But you didn't know about this one?

Do you think about your wife Naomi? Course I do.

If it was a woman, she didn't love my husband.

We're not picking the flesh off a dead man's bones.

If they were to kill my son, I would wipe out their blood line.

Without hesitation.

Anyone not helping find Dad's killer looks suspect to me.

Ara!

'He made everyone rich.'

Why would anyone want to kill him?

We've gone through everything.

I can't find a reason.

The business is solid. We've got a global reach.

You can't build towers fast enough. We're giving great returns.

I want us to keep doing that. It's what Finn would have wanted.

I know how close you were.

Closer than I was.

You should have his office.

I like building towers. I don't like being shut up inside them.

I failed you last night.

I went along with you to make sure things didn't get out of hand.

And now that campsite is all over the news. That cannot happen again.

We need to know who used those gypsies.

Luan owes us a conversation.

Sean...He knows what my dad was doing that night, on his territory.

As for Asif, I know you both think giving him special treatment is good for business,

but the tap stays off. I mean it.

And giving Asif special treatment was what set Lale after him.

I'll take care of Lale. No!

If my father were sitting here, he'd have expected it of you.

But it's me she went against.

I'll take care of Lale.

Shoot! I'm gonna get you. Pow! Pow!

Shoot! Shoo-ooot!

Girls! School now!

Pow pow! Shoot!

Hi. Just these, please. Let's go down!

Pow! Pow! (IMITATES GUN SHOOTING)

Urgh!

He eats too much anyway!

Oh, excuse me, ladies!

Goodbye, Auntie.Bye, Auntie. Bye.

If I'd given you the heads-up about the campsite,

we'd have caught Sean Wallace gun in hand

and all of this'd be done.

But instead we are here... and you are alive.

A Wallace family driver.

The perfect place to be the next time Sean puts a foot wrong.

I'm serious. Drivers get to hear and see everything.

Hm, that's probably why Jack ended up dead.

Look, I get that it's you in the firing line, Elliot,

but Finn Wallace's enemies used to disappear without a trace,

as did all of the witnesses.

Given the way Sean's going about things,

and with you right there in the loop,

we can give the jury evidence that is way beyond reasonable doubt.

At the hint of anyone else in danger, including you,

you stop it - even if it means blowing your cover.

Eddie. They say you are the keeper of Finn's secrets.

But you didn't know about this one?

Ah! Mrs Wallace.

Good to see you, Serwa.

Please, take a seat.

Your husband was one hell of a squirrel, Mrs Wallace.

Everything well hidden and then some.

False leads, dead ends...

But we got there. You always do.

He spent 36 million on it.

We had to pay over the odds... to drill down on this.

That's not a problem.

The island cost him around 180 million.

Building a new life.

He renamed about...six months ago.

The Floriana.

Pretty name.

Your husband's driver... Jack.

Nothing came up on him. no debts, no oddities...

Thank you. And the other thing...?

Everything.

Everyone.

Wait.If they find that I talk to you, they will kill me.

They won't find out.

Listen...

My neighbour, she disappears the night the old man is shot outside her apartment,

that's all I know! Tell me about her.

If we can find her, we can make her safe.

We're from the same village!

From Albania.

We came together a year ago, without papers.

Floriana... Floriana, that's your neighbour?

Yes.

She was supposed to escape.

The old man who was killed, was he visiting Floriana?

She's going to have his baby.

What are you doing here? Just waiting for Billy.

Wait outside.

Thank you.

Did you meet her?

Floriana?

No.

And he always told you everything.

Jack would have known, wouldn't he?

Jack would have known everything.

Hey hey! There he is!

You sure you don't want to drive as well?

You, er, you didn't kick up a fuss about last night. At the kebab shop.

No point.

What's your story, Elliot? How did you end up doing all this?

Tried out for the priesthood. I couldn't get in.

Are you helping Sean out today as well?

Why? You lost him again?

He's got me picking someone up. Oh, yeah?

Yeah. Er, somebody called...Cole.

Cole? Yeah.

Jesus Christ.

Sean's lost his fucking mind.

What?

Don't let him in here.

Where are you going?

Nice knowing you, Elliot.

What's that supposed to mean?!

Where to?

I can help you out... if it's OK with Mr Wallace.

Take the next right.

Up at the end.

Do you want me to wait? No, you can fuck off.

I'm keen to remind you that these are still my contacts.

Luan, good to see you again.

And you, Mosi.

You're building this one fast.

My money?Will be washed

through the Wallace organisation in the next few days.

Even with Mr Wallace in the ground.

His death is a gift. Mr Wallace had been the sole trader for too long,

and his son is a fuck-up.

He's not even Finn's shadow.

This an be an opportunity for us, Mosi.

We can build something bigger than the Wallaces ever dreamed of.

Mosi! Mosi, I beg you!

Mosi! MOSI!

Mosi!

I'm sorry!

I'm sorry, Mosi!

You build me a building.

Make me money.

Then we'll talk more.

Please!

(DISTANT SIREN, CHURCH BELL STRIKES)

Come in.

Fine.

Let's have a look.

You got it clean, then? Oh. Yeah.

Yeah.

Er, I'm here to pick up...