A Town Called Malice (2023) s01e04 Episode Script

This programme contains
very strong language.
This Cindy,
she's hiding something from us.
She has already got a man.
You know what you're doing
with that, yeah?
It's not my first rodeo.
How d'you know my mother?
Your mother?
The truth is,
you've got nothing and you know it.
(SPEAKS IN DUTCH)
We own this land now.
What do we know about building?
Who actually builds these places?
Gitanos. Local gypsies.
Let's break bread with the Gitanos.
What's the worst that can happen?
I make you right. The Gitanos weren't
showing you the respect you deserve.
(GUN CLICKS)
(SHOUTS IN SPANISH)
The gun was empty!
You'll never put up your hotel.
Please.
PHIL COLLINS: In the Air Tonight. ♪
(RAVEN CAWS)
(DRUM SOLO)
I can feel it
coming in the air tonight,
Oh lord.
I've been waiting for this moment
for all my life. ♪
(SPEAKS IN DUTCH)
(MEN CHATTER IN DUTCH)
(SINGS BADLY): # I can feel it
coming in the air tonight! ♪
(WOMEN CRY)
May I help you, ladies?
You most certainly can.
(GUN CLICKS)
And you can start by unloading
your truck, you Dutch bitch.
ADAM ANT:
Kings Of The Wild Frontier ♪
You wouldn't.
(GUNSHOT)
Oh, we would.
Take everything you want.
VILLAGER: Bingo!
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming
I feel beneath the white
There is a redskin suffering
From centuries of taming. ♪
Look what your pig of a father
has done to you.
A new royal family,
a wild nobility
We are the family (Yeah)
A new royal family,
a wild nobility
We are the family ♪
Lola, the daughter. She liked you.
She knew you were speaking sense.
Til my dad tried to
kill her old man.
Wasn't exactly a charm offensive.
Yeah.
He's offensive without the charm.
(CHUCKLES)
Well surely with all your charm,
it's worth a final try?
'What were you expecting, Albert?'
Peace pipes with the Gitanos
after you tried to stick a bullet
in Diego's fucking canister?
Gene, he made me beg
like a child.
Takes a big man to seek forgiveness, Alb.
Swallow.
You'll always be
the power in this family.
No one can rally the troops
like you.
But maybe it's time to delegate.
Swallow.
Empower your boys.
Make them feel valuable.
Tell them what they need to hear.
But never forget
you're the Gansa Macher.
'But what would I say?'
'That he's a little man
with big ideas about himself,
'and they don't have to
deal with him
You're forgetting
he owns the land, Cind.
Look, just get Lola and the Gitanos
back onside and he'll see sense.
Money talks, trust me.
You gave up everything for me.
And I'd do it again
in a heartbeat.
Then let's do this together.
We'll set up a meet with Lola.
For us.
Fuck the rest of them.
Let's hope she's in a better mood
than her old man.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(TYRES SCREECH)
(HORSE NEIGHS)
Fuck.
We thought we'd save you the trip
this time.
(GUNS CLICK)
Maybe I wasn't clear last we talked.
We want nothing to do
with you Lords.
Two minutes is all we need.
Por favor, Senora.
I swear to you, it'll be worth it.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC RISES)
These are the plans my uncle left.
It'll provide work
for your whole community.
You really think
we'll pack up and leave, huh?
For some scraps of work?
I'm not suggesting that.
I have this land in my blood,
like my father
and his father before him.
We are not going anywhere, OK?
So please leave,
while I'm still in a good mood.
Thank you.
Lola.
Do you really want to ignore someone
who talks to you like an equal
and wants your people to prosper, hmm?
Who has ever done anything
for your lot?
We don't work for no one
ever!
OK?
But partners
maybe?
Yeah? You have collateral?
Certainly fucking do.
(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
One hundred blocks.
Each one weighs one kilo.
You know how much that's worth?
It's still soft. Where'd you get it?
Dutch smugglers landed it
in our cove from Morocco
so we taxed them.
Listen,
you wanna finance your hotel,
you help me sell this.
What do you get out of it?
Twenty percent of everything.
The land. The hotel. Everything.
Ten percent and we go to work.
And make sure
you keep your dad sweet.
I'll be in touch.
Keep it.
(ENGINES START)
(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)
What do we know about drugs, Cind?
Listen to me, heart.
This is an opportunity, yeah?
A one-time deal to get some reddies.
After that, we do it all
on the straight and narrow.
Alright, fuck it!
If we're gonna do this,
let's go all the way.
Trust me?
You know I do. Good.
Cos puff won't build a hotel,
but cash will.
And I think I might know
who can help
Ola.
I'm looking for the owners
of that car there.
Couple of well-dressed Dutch cats.
No?
(GUN CLICKS)
(SCOFFS)
You've got some fucking balls
showing up here.
Easy, treacle, I come in peace.
And you will leave in pieces.
Don't play games, English.
Where is the rest of our hash?
Back in your box, you Dutch fuck.
Oi, sit down, you old cunt,
or I'll slash his throat.
Listen, you boys will never land
another boat-load past the Gitanos.
Not without us.
We can offer you safe passage.
How?
None of your concern, top gun.
First, we need to know
where you get it from.
We have a Moroccan connection.
Yeah? We want to meet 'em.
Maybe we could set up a-
Are you fucking mad?
Ey! Easy
Look, mate, introduce us
and you'll get access
to the beach you paid for,
and we'll guarantee
all future shipments get through.
No more agg from the Gitanos.
Put that knife down.
After you.
Put that knife down!
Put the gun down, you Dutch mug.
(SHOUTS IN DUTCH)
Go on, put the gun down.
Put it down.
(COUGHS)
So
we have a deal?
You'll hook us up
with your Moroccan connection?
Look
We're just little guys.
We work for an organisation
in Amsterdam.
(SHOUTS IN DUTCH)
Yeah, well, I speak nothing
but the English language.
But that sounds like
you're fucked without us.
SLY FOX: Let's Go All The Way ♪
Here's your drugs, you Toby.
'I'm yours forever, Gene.'
Know that.
Pick any one of those gaffs
up there, Cind.
When we're done, I'm gonna buy you
whichever one you want.
Maybe this can be home after all, eh?
Yeah.
Come here.
Let's go all the way ♪
Let's go all the way ♪
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah ♪
Let's go all the way ♪
(MUSIC STOPS ABRUPTLY)
Where is everyone?
Fuck knows.
(VOICES CHATTER IN THE DISTANCE)
FLYING PICKETS: Only You ♪
Oyi! Oyi!
Alright, Kelly, Ant,
how you doing boys?
Why the long faces?
Three. Two. One. Bomb!
Oh, for fuck's sake!
Nice one, son.
You alright, boy?
Mum.
Eddie
Came back only yesterday
I'm moving further away
Want you near me
All I needed was the love you gave
All I needed for another day
And all I ever knew
Only you ♪
Gene, I can explain.
And all I ever knew
Only you ♪
The fuck are you doing here, Mum?
I met Gene while you were inside.
It just happened.
We had to go on our toes,
we came here.
You killed a fucking policeman!
I didn't
I didn't kill him, Eddie.
There was a a fight.
We had to run.
And he died.
It was an accident.
When I came home,
there was nothing there.
I didn't know what to do.
I was living off
fucking Monster Munch.
I'm so sorry, baby.
But they didn't tell me
you were released.
I tried to call you so-And what's
with all this 'Cindy' bullshit?
I've not heard somebody
call you that since I was a kid.
I wanted to leave Mercy behind.
Prison, your dad, it just
felt like my past was weighing
down on me, I needed a clean start.
Was I ever part of that clean start?
Everything I've done
has been for you, baby.
You have to believe that.
If you're gonna stay here,
then you've gotta promise me
you'll be careful, alright?
Stay out of trouble?
I mean it, Eddie.
I'm not gonna warn you twice.
I will.
I promise.
Promise? Promise?
Yes.
Yes? Yes, what? Yes, who?
Yes, Mum.
Mh-hm.
Yes, Mum.
He's a good-looking boy,
I'll give him that.
Look
He's been in jail,
he'll fit in fine round here.
Dad, don't it matter to you
that she lied to me?
Hmm?
That she was hiding
her fucking son from us
Gene,
I've cut people, torched gaffs,
done bird, been on my toes
you really think that Cindy
not telling you she's got a kid
is gonna spin my nut, hey?
Come on, boy.
Drink up, babe,
it'll make you feel better.
I don't want your tea, Mum.
At least it's a son
and not a fucking husband.
How did Kelly know anyway?
He didn't just bump into him.
Yeah.
Of course, it was you.
Who else would stick their nose in?
I was looking out for you, son.
Why don't I believe you, Mum?
And you wonder why I wanted to
get the fuck away from you all.
Gene.
Is that it? Is that the bag?
Yeah.
Full of reddies.
All the way from London.
He had a cricket bat, Dad.
He nearly knocked me
into a cocked hat.
But I grabbed the yogga and I go,
"Fucking open the fucking peter!"
Like that.
No, seriously,
there's blood on them reddies
For you.
Good boy.
Go and check on your brother,
will you?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
One. One. Two. Good.
Three. Five.
Come on. One. One. Two.
Come on. What did I say?
Concentrate. Keep you guard up.
Grandad, watch this.
Good boy. Give us a minute, Ant?
Me and your Dad
have got to talk business.
You told me to stay
and listen to the men talk.
Yeah.
But now I'm telling you to fuck off.
Go on, son.
He's inherited your skills.
And yours.
This Cesar fella.
The Mayor?
Can he be a friend?
It's just I see you talk to him.
Mum certainly liked him.
If he's the man down here,
and we wanna build stuff,
then we've gotta get him onside.
So
you find out what he's about.
And if he likes
a lick of the lolly
offer him a taste.
Why not Gene?
Your brother's had his head spun.
He's no value at the moment.
Besides, I need my General on this.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Come on.
Man's shoulders.
You can handle this.
Dad
Don't do it again.
Not in front of my wife.
Please.
Don't come back empty-handed, son.
Come on, Kel, let's get a move on.
Go.
You're really gonna
meet the Moroccans without me?
Don't you see this is
exactly what your Mum wanted?
Us at each other's throats.
Gene, please, we need each other.
We were just getting somewhere.
Come on mate, let's shake out.
KELLY, FOR FUCK SAKE!!
Why don't you just
fuck off back to London?
And forget about the engagement.
Give him time, girl.
He just needs to cool off.
We're going to Club Paradiso
for lunch, why don't you come along?
Ever been in a Corniche, son?
Well, get used to it.
You're part of our family now.
VISAGE: Fade To Grey ♪
One man on a lonely platform
One case sitting by his side
Two eyes staring cold and silent
Shows fear as he turns to hide
Ah, we fade to grey
Ah, we fade to grey. ♪
(SOMBRE AMBIENT MUSIC)
He's a good kid
once you get to know him.
I don't give a fuck!
Concentrate. We're here.
Alright, don't get lemon.
Right, come on.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
If you insist on wearing that coat, Kel,
stick your hand in your pocket
like you're carrying a weapon.
It's not my first rodeo, Gene
Stay schtum
and let me do the talking.
Nah. Don't try and side door me.
I know how to be, you mug.
Ola, Chikkas.
They're Dutch, mate.
(SPEAKS IN DUTCH)
(EERIE MUSIC)
BONEY M: Sunny ♪
What was you inside for, Ed?
GBH.
Must have been hard on your mum,
having you so young.
S'pose.
It's not easy keeping you kids
on the straight and narrow.
She tried her best.
Course she did.
You only need to look at you
to know that.
You gonna get in that pool or not?
Don't be shy.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Go on.
(BREATHES SHAKILY)
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
(GULPS)
'If you're in South London
and you mention our name, the Lords,
you'd get anyone to the table,
you'd certainly get bought a drink.
That's a big deal
where we are cos'
I believe you have something
that belongs to me.
We're just messengers
Welcome. So, tell me
These Gitanos
are protective of their land.
Anything that passes through it
is theirs for the taking.
They call it a tax.
The only problem is,
the land belongs to my family now,
so it's not in their jurisdiction.
So, that's where you come in?
Correct.
And what do you get out of this?
An opportunity
to meet your people in Africa.
You've run hash before?
Listen, son. Listen, right.
You lay it on us and we'll move it.
Right,
we've got England cornered off.
We could flood the gaff
if we wanted to, but-Kelly, shush.
Alas
We're done here.
Tariq, please.
Truth is,
we're out of our depth.
We're on the street in London,
nothing more. Speak for yourself.
If you want a safe passage
for your hash
I'm the only one that can
make that happen.
What I lack in muscle,
I make up for in brains.
And let's have it right,
those two are pretty fucked
in that department.
I tell you what.
I'll arrange for you
to meet my people in Morocco
on one condition.
Name it.
You return these Dutch boys hash
by tomorrow.
It's not mine to give.
I'm not in charge of it.
You are now.
8:00PM. Boatyard. Inshallah.
Don't be late.
Who's the Toby now?
Yeah, jog on.
(HENCHMAN TALKS IN SPANISH)
Let's hope that Lola plays along.
Don't fucking shush me, Gene!
Not in front of people!
(SPEAKS IN SPANISH)
Stop!
Why?
I need to check your bag?
Why?
Oi! Cunt!
You tryna make out my boy's a thief?
Exactly.
What you doing?
Give me that!
You wanna check his bag?
Yes.
Right, here goes.
This is not your wallet, Sir.
I didn't take that, I swear.
This is a respectable club.
That how you operate, is it?
Spot a dark mush
and try and set 'em up?
That's right, pick it up!
And as for you Spanish mugs,
you can all fuck off,
the lot of you!
The gaff is shot to bits anyway!
Come on.
Welcome to the family.
(80s SYNTH MUSIC SWELLS)
Mayor Cabrol?
Senor Lord.
Call me Cesar, please.
You play tennis?
I'm hardly John McEnroe.
(MIMICS MCENROE):
"You cannot be serious?!"
I am.
Listen, I wanted to ask
your advice on something.
We've been talking with the Gitanos
about maybe throwing something up
on the land, together.
Like what?
Isn't it obvious?
If you were a little less cryptic.
Fucking hotels, mate.
What else d'you build on the Costa?
Mr Lord, if you wish to submit
a planning application,
you should contact my secretary.
I was hoping we could swerve that.
I beg your pardon?
Thought you might fancy
a lick of the lolly.
A bag of cash.
That's how you operate?
Just wanna help the community.
Tomorrow, I leave for Tangier.
So, if you're looking for
planning permission,
I suggest you make an appointment
for when I return.
It can't wait.
If it really can't wait
I'm contactable here in Morocco.
And, Mr Lord,
don't ever try to buy me again.
Adios.
If he says he didn't steal anything,
I'd tend to believe him.
Anthony can be a little fucker. Yep.
Can't have been easy
bringing him up on your own?
We got by.
I saw his back.
Nasty burn.
Silly thing scalded himself
with a hot pan when he was a baby.
Chavvies, eh?
Take your eye off 'em for a minute
and they cause you grief.
We need to take a drive.
Come on.
KEN BOOTHE: Everything I Own ♪
You sheltered me from harm
Kept me warm
Kept me warm
You gave my life to me. ♪
This was
one of your dad's favourites.
Set me free, set me free
Bus goes to Malaga airport,
there's one in an hour.
Take it
What? Why?
What did I tell you at the beach,
Eddie? Stay out of trouble.
I didn't steal anything!
I don't fucking care!
Listen
I messed your life up once.
I'm not gonna do it a second time.
You're better off away from here
away from me.
Go!
Please, Eddie, just go!
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
Fuck you.
'Cindy.'
You done what?!
Told you he'd go mad.
Len, please,
the cove is hidden from the police,
it's safe in a storm.
Why do you think the Dutch
wanted it off Uncle Tony?
It's properly valuable.
All we have to do
is prove ourselves to the Moroccans
and we're in the game.
Dad'll have a fucking clutcher!
Dad doesn't need to know.
One shipment is all it'll take
to get this up and running.
And once he sees the reddies,
he'll be sweet.
And you let this happen,
silly bollocks?
I was told to shut up, wasn't I?
Len. We're talking
over half a million quid, mate.
Better than knocking out chawed
fur coats down East street market.
Dad was right.
Your judgement's shot.
We have got a hundred acres
of prime development land
and yet we're still potless!
How d'you wanna be?
What you playing at, Gene?
This ain't a bit of you, mate.
Your telling me.
Two weeks in Spain and
he thinks he's Ronnie fucking Kray.
Come on, Kel. If he wants to
dig his own grave, let him.
Better hope to God
dad doesn't find out.
Wait, Len. Hey, Len.
It's alright, I'll sort it.
Sort what, Kell?
What are you gonna sort?
I'm just saying that, y'know.
I'll take care of it,
you know what I'm like.
I do know what you're like.
Stay the fuck out of it
Gene's better off without you.
Are you alright, you wanna talk?
I need to find Gene, Carly.
I He won't talk to me,
he won't sleep in the same bed.
I.. I gotta make things right.
Oh, babe, he'll come round.
He's nuts about you.
And he seems lovely, your boy.
Gene'll see that.
He won't. Eddie's gone home.
Oh.
Oh, shame that.
Gene needs you.
He's out of his league making deals
with these Moroccans and Dutch.
You know, Len reckons
it's all gonna go pear-shaped
and Gene's bang in the middle of it.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Where is he Carly?!
Please
just fucking tell me where he is!
You're out of time, English.
I don't see anyone
coming to bail you out.
Gitanos fucking you over too?
Tariq, just a few more minutes.
(SPEAKS IN ARABIC)
(GUN CLICKS)
(HORN TOOTS)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Ola.
The traffic was murder.
There's five more
where this came from.
Lucky boys, huh?
Looks like you got friends.
Load up the truck.
Tariq, what about our deal?
I'll be in touch.
(SIRENS WAIL)
(GUNS CLICK)
Fuck.
Oh, don't tell me,
best fish in town?
Easy boys, fingers off triggers.
(OMINOUS MUSIC RISES)
Now. Do you mind
if I take a look in the sack?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Need to get you a new watch, Lola.
I would have left you
hanging out there on your own,
but she convinced me otherwise.
For an extra ten percent,
of course.
She knew the police were coming, Gene.
He's been on your tail for days.
And the oranges were
just a precaution.
And as it turns out,
a necessary one.
The truck's parked two streets away,
the rest in there.
Don't call me a Dutch bastard again.
Oh, whatever, bitch.
I am serious.
Fuck off.
You wanna be in the game
down here on the Costa,
you'd better grow up fast.
There's a lot of desert
to dig holes in, comprende?
Sweet.
Alright.
Gene, let me explain.
When Eddie's dad died,
I was on the bones of my arse.
He got adopted, while I
While I continued to
fuck my life up.
I was ashamed.
(SIGHS)
I couldn't look after my child.
Do you know how it feels
to lose your boy?
Eddie was my life
and I lost him.
(SIGHS)
And now I've done it again.
He's gone
because I can't look after him.
You think I ain't made mistakes
in my life?
Only difference between us, Cind,
is that I owned them.
When I asked you to marry me,
I meant it.
There is nothing
you don't know about me.
Because I trusted you
with my fucking life.
And this is how you repay me?
With these lies.
I'm sorry.
You and me both.
Come on, let's go.
(DREAMY SYNTH MUSIC)
How did you get the Gitanos
back to the table?
The daughter, Lola,
I talked to her on the level
and assured her we'd look after 'em.
Right.
And what's this going to cost me?
Just a bit of mutual respect, Alb.
I'm proud of you, boy.
You're your own man.
Sometimes I hate you for that,
but you've got a fire in your belly.
And you certainly know
how to pick the winner.
It's me who should be thanking you,
- Dad.
- Well then do it loudly.
Come here.
Thank you
for helping me get to Spain.
For calling Tony
and making that happen.
I was in trouble and you were
there for me when I needed you.
That matters to me.
Good boy.
He's gonna make me cry, here.
(LAUGHS)
We're almost a normal family, eh?
Yeah. Boat dreams.
- Cheers.Cheers.
- Cheers.
So what happens now?
No more lies, alright.
I have to be able to trust you
You can.
Let's get back on track, yeah?
We can still build our dream.
My baby boy!
You've come back, I'm so happy.
I've missed you.
I thought you'd fucked off
- back to London?
- I changed my mind.
I mean there's nothing there for me, now.
If that's alright with you, Mum?
Yeah. Of course it is, babe.
Here ya are, son.
And you guys, of course.
You should have never left
in the first place!
Do you want to get him
a drink of something?
Yeah, Coke?
Yeah.
Pedro! Here ya are, son.
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
Alright, Dad.
Give us one of those.
You alright, boy?
You know me, Dad.
No bother.
You know what I'm like,
I call it as I see it, don't I?
No secrets, especially from you.
There is something
you might wanna know
about Gene's deal
with the Gitanos.
Go on.
Its this little trip
he's got planned to Morocco
he's meeting
some drug dealers there.
He'll tell you some shit
about importing oranges,
but it's bollocks.
So the Mayor goes to him,
"You play tennis?"
And then Len went,
"Hardly John McEnroe".
And then he goes,
"You cannot be serious?".
And a few jokes later,
Len got the Mayor
to give us planning permission.
You done well, Len.
Making friends with the mayor,
a strong move,
it'll pay dividends down the line.
I'm proud of you, mukka.
Thanks, dad.
What next for you, Geno?
Any moves?
On top of making peace
with the Gitanos
I might have found a way
to raise some finance for the hotel.
A little import-export thing.
- Go on then.
- An opportunity's
opened up for us in Morocco.
Nothing there but desert.
And oranges.
What are you gonna do?
Bring us back some fucking oranges?
Fucking oranges is the only action
you're gonna get down here, kiddo.
(ALL LAUGH)
SIMPLE MINDS: Alive And Kicking. ♪
You turn me on
You lift me up
Like the sweetest cup,
I'd share with you
You lift me up
Don't you ever stop
I'm here with you
Now it's all or nothing
'Cause you said
you'll follow through ♪
Sweet, mate?
Yeah.
Sweet.
Here.
You're cold.
BLACK LACE: Do the Conga ♪
Do-do-dooo,
come on and the conga. ♪
Listen, I know you might be
ashamed of our past,
but I'm not.
You think I'm ashamed?
You couldn't wait to get shot of me.
That's because
it's not safe for you here.
Is it that,
or is it that you just don't want me
to be part of your new family?
They're not my family.
They're nothing to me.
So, why the fuck are you still here?
(OMINOUS MUSIC)
To kill every last one of them.
(MUSIC RISES)
BLONDIE: Call Me ♪
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