A Town Called Malice (2023) s01e03 Episode Script

The following programme contains
strong language and violent scenes.
Dad?
- Kelly.
- Dad!
It was them Peckham Boys, Dad. They
got me at the lockup down the yard.
Leonard, round up your cousins
and get down there!
- I'm going too, Dad.
- No way.
There was a time when the Lord name
counted for something.
Look at you now. Light him up.
No. Please!
Did your uncle ever mention the name
Ernesto Alvarez to you?
No. Why?
They met around the time
he was killed.
Hola muchacha.
They're fucking Gypsies.
I'll get shot of them when I want.
It's my land.
Let's find these fucking deeds!
See that police officer
you ran into?
Yeah?
He's dead, baby.
It's Cindy.
She's hiding something from us, Kel.
She weren't for me anyway.
I always knew she was a wrong 'un.
MARILLION: Kayleigh ♪
Do you remember?
Chalk hearts melting
on a playground wall
Do you remember?
Dawn escapes from moon-washed
college halls
Do you remember?
The cherry blossom
in the market square
Do you remember?
I thought it was confetti
in our hair
Kayleigh, is it too late
to say I'm sorry?
And, Kayleigh, could we get it
together again ♪
(DOOR CLATTERING)
(MUSIC STOPS)
What the fuck are you doing?
Nothing.
My mum just wanted me to
try her fur coat on for size.
It's nothing.
How did you know
I was in here anyway?
Where else would you be?
Everyone knows this is all
you've got left, Dimlo.
Well, it's a good thing
you're here, Barney.
Opportunity knocks.
I'm off to Alabasas.
Pay me what you owe
and then you can fuck off.
No, no, no, you don't understand.
I'm here to offer you Peckham boys
a deal of a lifetime.
- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah.
90 Atari consoles.
30 Amstrad 790s.
50 soda streams.
And I mean the good ones.
Got Dorothy Perkins fur coats.
Fila BJs - not the snides.
Casio calculator watches.
300 copies of Dark Side Of The Moon.
Yeah, I've got it. Come on, then.
What's the catch?
There ain't one.
- How much?
- Five grand.
(BLOWS RASPBERRY) No.
Two grand.
Well, that was easier than
pushing a granny over in the snow.
Come to my office
and collect the readies.
I'm not coming back here.
State of it.
Full of rats.
And fucking Lords.
(ROLLING DOORS RATTLE)
(KNOCKING)
What the fuck do you want?
Grandma sent me.
You wanted a silencer, right?
Yeah.
You wanna know where
those bullets are headed?
It's just a warning.
Yeah, it might get ugly, Kel.
His name's Eddie Smith.
Cindy's fella. He's just got out of
the nick and he's game.
What do you mean, he's game?
I heard he ironed someone out.
You know what you do
- with that, yeah?
- Yeah.
It's not my first rodeo.
You've never even ridden
a fuckin' horse.
When two tribes go to war
A point is all that you can score
Score them all, score them all
When two tribes go to war
A point is all that you can score
Working for the black gas
Yeah! ♪
Let me guess.
White, one sugar?
Adelante.
Firstly let me apologise
for the grand entrance
and the flashing lights
at Club Paradiso.
It really wasn't necessary.
But we've never had a chance
to show off like that.
You see, until you arrived,
the only deaths in this part
of the Costa were the elderly.
And now, well, I'm at a loss,
you know.
I was hoping you could fill me in.
You're the policeman.
Well, it's, um
it's clear that
your uncle was out of his depth.
Now, witnesses place
you and Cindy Carter
having lunch with him
the day he rowed with
Ernesto Alvarez at Club Paradiso.
But, from my memory,
you saw nothing.
Furious, Tony went to Escobells
with a gun and confronted Ernesto.
All hell broke loose.
Everybody presumed dead
Until Ernesto was found alive
with a bullet in his chest.
And I told Cindy that he was
recovering in hospital.
Sadly, he succumbed to his injuries.
But just before he died
he had a visitor.
And they left
this earring behind.
Don't cry, darling.
We don't shoot our wounded
in this family.
When Gene made a pledge to you
we all did.
Thanks, Ma.
So why on earth do they think
Gene killed someone?
The guy that murdered Tony
Ernesto Alvarez,
he died in hospital.
They think Gene did it.
No-good cunts. All of 'em.
Just cos they eat octopus don't make
the police down here any better.
My boy, a killer?
Are they mad?
Now, you know what I think?
I think that, while you
paid respects to your uncle,
Cindy took revenge for his murder
and left this little souvenir behind.
Tell me I'm right and you can
walk out of here a free man.
Do you know what I think?
Go, please, tell me, amigo.
I think that if you had anything
that resembled real evidence,
you'd have arrested her, and not me.
As it is, you're just
shaking the tree
to see if anything falls, I get it.
You're sensing
I might be the weak link.
The truth is, you've got nothing
and you know it.
Look at you.
A sheriff
of a sleepy one-horse town
with zero crime,
and then boom
it all kicks off
when the Lords ride in.
Like something out of a two-bob
airport novella, ain't it?
Most of the English over here
are criminals.
But not all of us.
So unless you're gonna charge me
time to salir.
Tea's shit, mate.
So
looks like the apple didn't fall
so far from the tree after all.
Look, I'm sorry, Dad.
The man who killed Uncle Tony
died in the hospital.
They was just asking me about him.
What did you say?
Nothing. I don't know anything.
Then what you sorry about, hm?
I didn't mean to embarrass you.
You avoiding me is embarrassing.
Not coming home for Christmas
embarrassing.
But getting arrested
You drive.
(SPITS)
A-hem.
- What?
- Your partner's widow,
Mrs Russo is here.
- Now?
- Yeah.
For fuck's sake.
All right, bring her in.
Hiya.
Thanks for coming down.
Do you mind?
No, of course not.
Been on my own with him
since his dad was murdered.
There we go.
Do you wanna take a seat?
I, er
I just wanted to reassure you
we're doing everything we can
to find David's killers.
You know, my husband thought
you were the bee's knees.
The way you brought him up
- from traffic duty.
- Yeah.
He rated you.
He was a good lad.
They're gonna pay
for what they took from you.
You have my word on it.
I heard they fled the country.
Yeah.
Unfortunately, yeah.
And you let 'em escape.
We're gonna find them, Amelia.
I promise you, whatever it takes.
Fighting talk.
I like it.
But my David is dead.
And whatever comfort I may have had
in seeing justice done
that's gone too.
And it's your fucking fault woman.
'What did the police do to you?'
Just digging.
- They found your earrings.
- Fuck!
Without the other one,
they can't prove it's yours.
They've got nothing.
Right?
They can't pin anything on us,
we're in the clear.
I promise.
We're home free.
No, we're not.
Your brother's worked out
the land's worth 50 grand.
He said he'd tell your dad
they should flip it
and fuck off back to Bermondsey.
Well, that's not happening.
Cind, we ain't come this far
for nothing.
Maybe you should tell him
about the hotel.
You know, try and get him
- on the hook.
- Have you met my dad?
He'd never entertain the idea
of us building on that land,
because he didn't think of it himself.
That's his mentality.
That's why I got as far away
from him as I possibly could.
Well, whether you like it or not,
he owns the land now,
and we need him.
Cos if they sell up and go back
to London, we're stuck here.
Potless. Squatting in
someone else's house.
Like Uncle fucking Tony.
What's the weather like out there?
'Sunshine and blue skies.'
Kids flying kites.'Typical. Sun
only comes out when you go away.'
Where you at with that lock-up?
'It's sorted, Dad.'Good boy.
How much d'you get?
What?'You heard.'
Yeah, pushed him hard, Dad.
He went over like a granny
in the snow.'How much?'
'A few grand.'Good.
Well, get that money sharpish.
We ain't got money to eat
and God knows how long it'll take
to sell that land.
'Yeah, sweet, Dad.'
So, what's it like there, anyway?
Nice birds?
Listen, Kel.
You're the only one I trust.
And I need my general,
here with me. You get it?
Yeah, that's cushty, Dad.
Really cushty.
Hey, we'll have a nice bit of
lobster when I get out there.
'Lobster? I fucking hate lobster.
'You know how much
that land is worth?'
£50,000 for the Lords.
'Fucking hell.'Yeah, exactly.
That's plenty for us
to get back in the game.
We'll be back in south London
and on top before you know it.
Ow! God, it stings!
You should've used the Piz Buin
I gave you.
- Len, ssh!
- Sorry, Dad.
Kel, it's Ma.
'All right, Mum?'
That little thing,
I asked you to do. Any good?
Yeah. Yeah.
Name's Eddie Smith.
He's a right wrong 'un.
He lives up on the flats
on Nelson Wa Way.
'Good boy. You gonna flop on him?'
Oh! Fucking wanker!
Your kid brother deserves
to know the truth.
Don't you think?
'It's all in hand, Ma. I got the
yogga. I'm gonna stick it on him.'
That's it.
All I ask is that
we look out for each other.
Piss off.
No.
I will not sit here
and listen to you masticating.
Then licking the crisp dust off your
fingertips. It's disgusting, no.
What do you think he's up to?
I don't know.
We just need something illegal.
Stolen goods, theft,
anything with a bit of jail time.
That way we can get him
to roll over on the brother
before he fucks off to Spain.
Without Kelly, we can't get to Gene.
Without Gene, we're fucked.
(CLATTERING)
Hello?
What the fuck are you doing here?
Don't shoot, don't shoot!
- Are you trying to rob me?
- No,
I'm not, I'm a friend of Cindy's.
- Cindy's?
- Yeah.
Cindy.
How do you know my mother?
Mother?
MADNESS: Our House ♪
Twos.
I've just sparked up.
Just saying I want the twos.
Father wears his Sunday best
Mother's tired, she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Sister's sighing in her sleep ♪
No.
Ah-ah-ah
Brother's got a date to keep
He can't hang around
Our house
In the middle of our street
Our house
In the middle of our
Our house is ♪
(MUSIC STOPS)
Who the fuck are those people?
What you doing here?
Sorry, we did knock.
I'm Lola.
And this is my sister Manuela.
- And?
- And we're from a small
Gitano community here
that live on your land.
Our land?
Yes, and as the new landowners,
my father would like to welcome you
to come over for dinner tonight.
And celebrate with our people.
It would be an honour
to have you as our guests.
I don't fucking think so.
Dad, come on.
No, it would
it would be our honour.
No, Son, no.
Dad, please.
We'd love to.
Gracias.
A gift.
From your land.
A tradition.
Dad, what have you got to say?
Gracias. Gracias.
We appreciate you coming.
I'll see you out.
Gypsies on our land?
Maybe they have a right to roam.
Well, unless they've got 50 grand,
they can fuck off back there.
- Leonard.
- Fucking hell, Dad.
No, no, no, fuck off, Len.
No, no, no.
Sooner we sell this land
and get home, the better.
I'm going in. It's fucking hot.
What the fuck are you doing
with this anyway?
I heard you just got out of jail.
Yeah. TDA, mate.
I stole a car.
Hardly crime of the fucking century.
How did you wind up in the nick, then?
Look at me you fool.
I'm not sure how I'm going to
break this one to Ma.
Fucking hell. If the social sees
the state of this gaff
I'm 16.
Socials don't give a fuck.
And anyway, I'm just here
till my mum gets back.
Oh, mate, she's not coming back,
is she?
What you chatting about?
She killed a policeman.
She's on the run in Spain
with me brother.
What?
- She killed Babylon?
- No, it weren't
murder. It was an accident.
- Why Spain?
- Here, look.
- Have that.What?
- Less you know,
the better, all right?
I've already said too much.
Wish I could do more for you,
but I'm leaving for Spain myself.
You look after yourself, yeah?
Thanks for not shooting me.
Listen, Dad, I know you want to sell
up and go home, but hear me out.
I found it hidden in the games room.
What is it?
It's a design for a resort town.
Hotels, apartments, golf courses,
swimming pools.
Even a cheeky little
Giorgi Armani shop.
Don't you see?
This is why Uncle Tony was buying up
all the land. He was gonna build it.
Well, we all know
he was full of shit.
That's not the point, Carl.
Dad, you own this land now.
What, we're gonna build a town?
Turn that shitty old bit of land
into fucking St Tropez?
Do me a favour,
you fucking ice cream.
- Well, why not?
- Well, what the fuck
- do we know about building?
- Yeah.
Well, nothing, but the Gitanos do
and that's the reason
we need to keep them sweet.
Listen, Dad you play this right
and you could be back in the game.
Just imagine, how all them mugs
back in London will feel
seeing you plotting up with a lardy
on your penthouse balcony.
This is more than just 50 grand.
Think big, Dad. That's what you do.
This could blow everything out
of the water
and put you right back
where you deserve to be.
Right on fucking top.
But to do that, we need
those Gitanos on side.
You're talking bollocks, mate.
We haven't got a dollar to our name.
We're totally fucking potless.
Can't even afford to get back
to Bermo,
and you're suggesting
we build a fucking hotel?
You've got some fancy ideas, kid.
Why not? Hm?
You should listen to him.
You're all hands, Son.
Start using your canister.
OK, let's break bread
with the Gitanos.
I mean
fuck it.
What's the worst that could happen?
Len, bring a blade just in case.
Well done, Son. Well done.
Barney?
Barney.
Just come to pick up that cash.
It's there.
Feels a bit light.
Mind if I, er
Go on. Knock yourself out.
- A thousand pound.
- Hm?
- It's a thousand pound.
- Yeah.
Isn't that what we agreed?
Yeah.
What am I supposed to tell my dad, then?
Tell him he's an irrelevant old man.
And no-one's scared of him any more.
And you you're a fucking
pretender. Look at you.
Please.
Now, your little brother, the one
who killed the gavver, fucking hell.
I can't go back with a grand.
He's got more bollocks
than the lot of you put together.
Now fuck off
before I lose my patience.
Empty the peter, now!
OK.Yeah.
I want everything in that safe.
Sure.
Now, move.
I said move!
Well, come on, then.
- The whole thing, yeah?
- Yeah.
Open it.
- Agh!
- Fucking!Agh!
(HE GROANS)
You're finished, you mug!
(GUNSHOT)
Shit!
I'll fucking get you for this.
Sorry. OK?
You're fucked.
You're fucked!
Who the fuck are you?
(ENGINE STARTS)
Stay shtoom.
If you wanna get out of here.
(ENGINE REVS)
Oi! Oi!
Fucking hell!
Who the fuck's that?
It's funny seeing our boys change.
One minute, they're off
gallivanting around.
The next, they're back in the fold.
Making moves.
I'm proud of you, Alb.
It was smart bringing Gene
back into the family like that.
He thinks in a way
his brothers don't.
It's all up there.
He might open the door.
But it'll be me walking through it.
Truth is, Alb,
I don't give a fuck who opens it.
I just wanna be back in the room.
You will be, Ma.
You will be.
HUMAN LEAGUE: Mirror Man ♪
Fucking state of this place -
it's a khazi.
Welcome. We are honoured you came.
This is my father, Diego.
Tia Maria.
It's like wine, but
a little bit posher.
(CHATTER)
Carl, babe, don't do that.
Give a shit.
Look at us.
Sat here with our clans,
enjoying each other's company,
having a nice time.
You and me
come from nothing.
But we've got
family, freedom.
You ever think about moving on?
I mean Spain's a big country.
I-I'm just saying.
You know, you wander.
That's your game, right?
Right?
(HE SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
(HE SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
So this whole community
live on the land?
Mostly everyone lives in town.
But my father, he'll never leave.
What about you guys?
What do you want?
Your family owns the deeds
to this land.
But we have history.
So I hope we can all
get along in peace.
That's why I asked you here.
Look, our accents might be different
but our history's closer
than you think.
Me and my family have lived
on the outside all our lives,
we just wanna live in peace too.
Maybe even prosper together?
- Salute.
- Salute.
You all right, love?
Hm.
Funny lot, aren't they?
You seem comfortable here.
Good people, these.
I should know.
Didn't know you were Gypsy.
Romany.
Before I met Alb.
That's why they call me Mint Ma.
Used to graft the herbs
up Kings Cross.
Full of surprises, me.
Mm.
'Her name's not Cindy Carter.
It's Mercy Wynters.'
Last registered occupant of the
address you followed Kelly Lord to.
Ten years for a firearms offence,
but no other arrests.
Registered to the same address.
That's the little shit
- who stole my car.
- Mm.
Hid adoptive name is Eddie Smith.
But his birth name is Wynters.
He's her son.
Just out of borstal.
Have you got anything else
- on the mother?
- No.
She dropped off the face of
the earth after she got released.
So she changed her name
to Cindy Carter
and she's on the run
with a wanted Lord boy.
I mean, what the fuck's that
about, guv?
Sadly, you're never gonna
get to find out.
Sorry, I don't understand, sir.
Unauthorised surveillance.
Intimidating a witness.
Putting a fellow officer's life
at risk.
You want to get another one killed,
do you?
And for what?
Are you any closer to arresting
Gene Lord?
Hm?
No, sir.
Kelly Lord?
No, sir.
Cos he's left for Spain.
To meet his brother in Alabasas,
where he can't be arrested.
So you threw away your whole career
for nothing.
No, sir.
For Russo Oh, for fuck's sake!
This is what happens when you let
a woman do a man's job.
You're suspended without pay
until further notice.
Cunt!
I used to love this place.
My old man brought me in here
just the two of us.
I was allowed
one knickerbocker glory
but had to keep it on the Q
from me brothers.
Just like a little thing
between me and Dad.
Where's the rest of your family, then?
Well, you must have a dad.
My dad died when I was a kid.
It's just me and my mum.
At least I thought it was.
I see.
Well thanks.
You know, for
what you did.
Thieving skills come in handy sometimes.
No, I'm serious.
If you're serious,
then take me with you.
To Spain.
You owe me.
I just wanna see my mum.
I wish I could.
See, I've gotta go through the slips mate.
The police'll be looking for me.
Here.
Go on.
(LAUGHTER AND CHATTERING)
(MUSIC PLAYING)
Mr Lord, come join me.
No, you're all right, mate.
Not unless you've got any Boney M.
Come on.
Senora Lord, will you join me
for this dance?
Carly, hold this, I'm on.
All right.
Ma.
Looking good, Ma.
Go on, Ma.
(CHEERING)
So beautiful.
Enough!
Gypo
I want you off my land.
Albert. Nitto!
- Shut it, woman!
- Dad.
You take your caravans and you
fuck off back to Rome, Pikey!
Ahora metiera de la ciudad!
Dad!
Hey! Que, que, que?
Fuck off.
Leonard, the blade.
Mm-mm.
You come back when you're not
with your friends.
(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
Peace, you said.
(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
- Lola.
- Gene
Lola, please leave it.
Leave it.
What have you done, Dad?
You just fucked everything.
He's got his hands
all over your mother!
Right, let's get the fuck
out of this shithole. Come on.
Esta bien, esta bien.
Come on, let's go.
For fuck's sake. Now what?
BRONSKI BEAT: Smalltown Boy ♪
Do you really listen to Boney M?
By the rivers of Babylon ♪
Alb, I know we hardly know
each other, but
I just wanted to say
you've got a good family.
Yeah.
The way you brought your kids up.
The way you are with your wife.
They all look up to you, you know.
It's nice.
I make you right, you know,
what you did last night.
You're a proud man
a protective man.
And let's have it, right,
them Gitanos weren't showing you
the respect you deserve.
They don't know who you are,
what you're about.
Do they?
Leonard!
Leonard!
..Run away, turn away
Run away, turn away
Run away ♪
(MUSIC STOPS)
Oi!
You still got that yogga?
- What?
- The gun we clumped off
those Dutch mugs?
Cos they ain't coming back
anytime soon.
Pugged under the pool table.
Good boy. And I need my general.
And he's gotta go,
that fucking Diego.
Two bullets, back of the canister.
Dad, them Gitanos are mob handed.
We'll get weighed in.
Which is why we'll surprise him, dinlo.
Just you keep using your hands.
Leave the brains to your old man.
(CLICK)
Fuck!
Aagh!
(SHOUTING)
Shit!
Fucking idiot, Leonard!
Leonard!
Dad, you all right?
Let's get the fuck out of here!
The gun was empty.
(SHOUTING IN SPANISH)
Sin verguenza!
Vete de aqui de mi casa!
(COUGHING)
Do you want me to fucking die?
Eh?
Is that it?
Fuck!
I swear to God, the gun was loaded.
I fucking checked it.
If the gun was loaded, then the mug
would be dead, wouldn't he?!
Stop, you'll muller him!
Shut it, you charley brass!
Fucking stop, Dad!
I won't stop!
You're a fucking embarrassment!
Look at you! You're pathetic.
I brought you up to be a man.
You're too busy lifting weights,
listening to Bronski Beat.
- What's wrong with you?!
- Albert!
Enough!
I'm all right, I'm all right.
I'll do us a cup of tea.
Sweetheart.
What the fuck did I just say?!
- OK, babe.
- I'm all right.
I'm so sorry, darling.
Got you.
(SLIDING DOOR OPENS)
I want to go home, Ma.
It hurts, doesn't it?
Not just your face, but
deep inside, right here.
I've always stood by you, Alb.
Even when you were down.
Those times you couldn't
get out of the feather.
Family is everything to me.
You know that.
I didn't marry a man who can't stand
to see his wife have a good time
who sits around pitying himself.
Wondering why his life didn't
turn out the way he hoped.
No.
I married a dynamic
a charming man.
A man who saved me from hell
who could protect me
a man who had vision.
Gene's right.
There's something here for us.
That place, on this land.
Call it intuition
but I can feel it.
There's a future here.
A fortune too.
I've given you everything, Albert.
But I will not sit back and watch
this opportunity pass us by.
I'm not going home.
I'm staying here.
And I suggest, if you want me
if you want this family,
that you do whatever it takes,
everything in your power,
to make it right again.
Otherwise, you'll grow old alone.
(DOOR SHUTS)
Gene
my boy.
You fancy coming for a drive
with me?
I didn't give the best account
of myself last night.
So I was thinking that we could
go back up to the Gitanos and say
and say, let's start again.
They trust you.
So do I.
I need you with me.
My general.
Papa
We're just here to talk.
We've nothing to say to you.
What he did
it's unforgiveable, I know that.
But we have a lot more to gain
from friendship than war.
You live on this land.
We own it.
So we need to find a way
to live side by side in peace.
Dad?
What the boy said
we need to learn to get on.
I was insulted.
Where I'm from,
a man can't let that slide.
I was protecting my family.
You understand that.
I made a rick, it was a mistake.
I have met bad men
stupid men, arrogant men.
All gentlemen, compared with you.
You say you protect your family.
You know nothing about family!
Even your boy can see that.
You're not a father
not a husband!
You'll never build your hotel
on this land.
Please.
I'm sorry.
I need to make this right.
Itruly am sorry.
Get the fuck off my land.
You did really well, Dad.
Here you are.
Hey.
Well, he actually did it.
I'm so proud of you.
Yeah, well, I'm not sure he is.
Who gives a fuck what he thinks?
Right, I'm gonna tell Ma,
she'll be happy.
Listen
there's nothing in this world
I wouldn't do for you, heart.
I know.
We are young
Heartache to heartache
We stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield ♪
I love you.
We are strong
No-one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
We are young
Heartache to heartache
We stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong
No-one can tell us we're wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield. ♪
(WHISTLING)
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