A Town Called Malice (2023) s01e06 Episode Script

The following programme contains
strong language and violent scenes.
(EXPLOSION)
Fucking hell
CINDY: They won't see me coming.
That'll do.
And trust me, one by one,
they will all go.
EDDIE: What about Gene?
He'll be the last to go.
GENE: We were hoping that we pay
you on the back end.
Very dangerous way to do business.
Hashish.
(SPEAKING ARABIC)
(GUN CLICKS)
AMIRA: I like you, Gene
But you've got some balls asking for
half a ton of hashish
on credit.
You can trust us.
You get one chance to impress -
Tariq will supervise.
He's got a back like pork crackling.
Pig's back.
(SNORTS LIKE PIG)
LEONARD: The Mayor's in Morocco too.
I need to get in front of him
about our planning permission.
ALBERT: We'll get it back.
Top of the pile again.
That's why I'm so proud of you, Alb,
for letting our boys spread
their wings.
Dad got to the Moroccans
before I even met them.
Made a bigger deal.
If this goes wrong then we're dead.
Just keep schtum, yeah.
MANUELA: Is your brother,
Gene coming?
- Gene?
- Yes.
No, he's not invited.
(SCREAMING)
EDDIE: Mum, somethings happened,
you need to come.
What?
I'm sorry.
Is he breathing?
(GRUNTS)(SCREAMS)
I'll fucking kill you.
EDDIE: Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the lord my soul to take.
(TENSE MUSIC)
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take.
Now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the lord my soul to keep
If I should die before I wake
I pray the lord my soul to take.
Eyes Without A Face - Billy Idol ♪
plays on stereo
It's OK.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(EXPLOSION)
Fucking Jesus
(FIREWORKS WHIZZING)
A couple of fireworks, I said.
Fuck sake
ALBERT: Where'd'you get 'em?
I'll leather the cowson!
(CHUCKLING)
Ssshhh!
That's our boy out there,
have some fucking respect!
He's halfway back to Bermondsey
mum.(EXPLOSION)
(BILLY IDOL CONTINUES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES FAINTLY)
Leave it Leonard!
It's not gonna bring him back,
is it girl?!
(DOOR SLAMS)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
Eddie's taken it bad.
CINDY: Yeah Yeah, it's thrown
us all, hasn't it?
Poor kid must think we're
the worst family on earth.
Thank you.
For caring about us.
Both of us.
I'm so sorry for your loss, Leonard.
I'm very sorry.
I'm sweet Where were we?
Well, if you can deliver something
attractive and lucrative
for my coast, and you have
the Gitanos' backing,
then I'm prepared to support you.
But I can't go against the wider
Alabasas community -
you need their vote,
or it won't work.
Our development would mean jobs,
cafes, shops -
we're investing in their future.
Locals have seen other people
swindled out of their homes.
Ruthless developers like your uncle
Tony. People have long memories.
You must convince them.
I suggest an opening evening at the
town hall to introduce you
to the community.
So you can meet them in person.
Just speak to them. As a neighbour.
As a parent
How about tomorrow night?
Sooner the better, right?
Whatever you say.
Nice Bentley by the way.
It's a roller actually.
ALBERT: I know the timing couldn't
be worse for this deal
But tomorrow morning crack of dawn,
there'll be a boatload of puff
landing on our beach here.
Which we'll need to repack and get
on the road as soon as it gets dark.
After that it's ten hours
to the French border,
then it's a clear run to Holland,
where we bust up our puff
from the Dutch.
Our pals in Bermondsey will
take it from there.
This is the big league now.
Gotta think big.
Bigger than oranges.
Get this right
and the Lords are back.
Yeah, yeah I'll make you right Dad.
And look,
I'm tight with the Gitanos,
so I'll make sure
there's bodies there.
Lola's already sending who she can.
So she fucking should,
the slice she's on.
What about us girls?
It's gotta look right
if the police come knocking.
We're a house in mourning, remember?
We're hardly likely to forget.
Running puff, with my Anthony still
fucking warm-
If I've gotta be OK with it,
then so do you.
LEONARD:
Yeah, there's a snag, though.
This erm, mayor wants me at a town
hall meeting to grease the locals.
Tomorrow night, same time as
we are moving the puff.
Me and Carly, all smiles.
Shouldn't Gene be there?
Nah, Len'll do it. People like
someone you can relate to.
Yeah. Crack on Len.
You know what you're doing.
Dad, if Len's not going to be there,
I should drive the truck with
the puff in.
Let's just keep it simple shall we.
Gene's gonna fucking side door me if
I don't do that.
I'm not side dooring you.
You are.
So you'll keep down the coast.
Yeah, it's the route
the Dutch have always used.
If that truck doesn't make it
to Holland, we're dead.
All of us.
MINT MA:
Do you know what serendipity is?
It's how I feel about
you being here.
(FAINT SOMBRE MUSIC)
It's meant to be.
You're such a lovely boy,
such a support.
I dunno what I'd have done these
past few days.
I swear to God Eddie,
we're not bad people.
I'm sorry about what happened.
All this when you've only just
got settled.
Moved from pillar to post
your whole life.
And you better hope
you like your family,
cause they're all you had.
I hated mine.
The grubby fuckers.
So I made my own. Mmm?
One with a solid mum and dad who'd
kill for their kids if they had to.
I hardly remember my dad.
C'mere boy.
I won't let anything happen to you,
so help me.
Do you hear me, Edward?
This family looks after its own.
And you're one of us now.
Best crack on.
There's a few of his bits and
pieces here you might like.
Anthony would want you to have 'em.
(TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)
I'll fucking kill you.
Kill every last one of them.
(GRUNTING)
LEONARD: Oi.
(MUSIC ENDS)
Where'd you get that, mush?
Your mum gave it to me.
What happened, Eddie?
What?
Why did Ant go wandering?
I dunno-
Was there a bird he was chasing?
No, no-
Was he off his nut?
I don't, I-
Did he have agg with someone?
I don't-
Tell me the fucking truth!
Oi! Len, leave him!
Eddie's hurting too, you know?
Yeah.
Shit, I just want to know the truth,
you know?
Going fucking doolally.
We'll figure it out.
Are you OK?
I can't even look him
in the fucking eye.
Well you have to try, Ed.
Our lives depend on it.
Gene loves you.
He doesn't know me.
He didn't kill Dad. You said it
yourself, he wasn't there.
He's a fucking Lord.
These animals took
everything from us.
They deserve what they get.
So you gonna kill 'em off,
one by one?
Listen to me. I know you're scared.
But I'm gonna be careful, I promise.
You're my reason for living.
I'm not gonna mess it up again.
Anthony was a horrible little bully.
Good fucking riddance to him.
Aren't you scared
you're going to hell?
Where do you think I've been
for the last ten years?
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)
ALBERT: Come on Len.
Yeah. Yeah. I am coming dad.
These drugs won't unload themselves.
Right come on boys.
Tell you what, I'm going to buy
a Porsche Targa as soon as
we've got some dough.
Probably get a soft top you know
A nice little red one.
Just calm down Kel, for fuck's sake.
I need you on it boys, right? Ready?
This time next week,
we will be fucking caked
I can smell the readies.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(TENSE, ENERGETIC MUSIC)
LEN: I see them.
(WHISTLING)
I Ran - A Flock of Seagulls ♪
TARIQ: Remember what Amira said.
No fuck ups.
No surprises.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(CHATTER)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
Oi, what you doing, flirting,
when we're on a job?
The Dutch boys are ready for
us at the warehouse.
Just saying hello Gene
Listen, I need you on it, Kell.
You won't let me
ride in the fucking truck,
like I'm a child or something.
Yeah you wonder why mate. Yeah.
Yeah, thought so. What a prick, eh?
Hmm, I thought your
brother was the boss, no?
Oh, you mean Gene?
Mm-hmm.
Na, nah, he's just a fucking kid.
LEONARD: Kel, shut it, will ya.
(KNOCKING)
(MAN SPEAKS SPANISH)
Come in.
So kind of you to visit Senor Diego.
Senora
from my family to yours
(SPEAKS SPANISH)
Gracias, Senor Diego.
When the flowers die,
you can keep the pot.
I made it with my own hand.
Oh, yeah.
Sorry, it's just so much
has changed, so quickly.
I pretty much raised
that boy myself.
We'll keep you in our
prayers Senora.
Thank you again.
(SOMBRE MUSIC)
(Girl's Just Wanna Have Fun
PLAYS ON RADIO)
CINDY (DISTANT): Carl Carl?
(SOUND NORMALISES)
(KNOCKING)
You're not really going to this town
hall thing tonight are ya?
Can't let Leonard down.
Gotta look my best tonight.
I'm not being funny Carls,
but are you sure you're up to it?
The family needs Leonard
and Leonard needs me.
His nerves are shot.
Public events ain't his bag.
And he's bottling it all up,
as usual.
It's not- it's not healthy,
is it Cind?
All that pain rotting away
inside him.
It'll give him cancer.
And then I'll have no one.
(MUSIC STOPS)
Shit. Oh fuck
It's alright, it's OK, it's OK.
The hurt won't ever go away.
But you'll learn to live with it.
You have to.
C'mere.
What a mess.
No, no, you're fine.
Look, sod the town hall.
I'll go, I'll look after Leonard,
you stay here, you lock
the door and have a big old cry.
You need it.
I'm not gonna take no for an answer.
Yeah.
Yeah.
(CRIES)
DI: Cindy Carter my ass.
That woman is Mercy Winters.
Banged up for ten years
on a firearms charge.
When she got out of the nick,
Winters-Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
I have no idea what you're saying.
Fuck sake. Give me strength.
Winters was released,
squeaky clean,
never committed another offence,
until her new fella,
Gene Lord
mowed down my partner
Russo in cold blood.
My condolences.
But d'you think she threw her
hands up in horror,
our Miss Winters, newly reformed
character that she is?
No she did not; she's done
the slips with him to Spain.
Mercy Winters is
an accessory to murder.
In your opinion.
Yes, in my opinion.
In my expert opinion!
Jesus, wept.
D'you know if I was a bloke and
I'd come over here to bring
Gene Lord in on my own I'd get
a fucking commendation
and a first class seat on
the plane to get the job done.
As it stands,
I'm just a liability with tits.
Hold on a minute.
Perhaps it may interest you to know
that the Lords are planning
to settle here,
to become hoteliers.
They'll be greasing the locals at
the town hall tonight.
Money - The Flying Lizards ♪
The best things in life are free
But you can give them
to the birds and bees
I want money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want.
You're love gives me such a thrill
But your love won't pay my bills
I want money
That's what I want
That's what I want
That's what I want ♪
(MUSIC ENDS)
Let's dirty it up a bit, alright?
Look Dad, new logo for the oranges,
new plates.
You err, used these trucks before?
Many times.
We maintain it ourselves and it's
er, it's been really lucky for us.
Yeah, well we don't deal with
luck in south London, mush.
This is the same method we've
always used, tried and tested.
That's exactly my point.
Gavvers will be on you,
I am telling ya,
if you keep doing the same route
at the same time.
Which is why we should go now.
While it's still light.
It's exactly like we do back in
Bermo - last minute switcheroo.
You fuck with the times,
you fuck with the transport,
leaves any clever gavvers with their
cock in their hands,
while the generals, they're the only
ones who know the apple.
You see where I'm going with this, son?
Not really
But if there are going
to be changes,
I will have to inform Amira.
Don't need to do that Tariq.
Boy's right. Outside the inner
circle, what's the point?
No Dad, I mean, it's worth
discussing strategy for the future,
but this time there's no need.
We're sticking to the plan, alright?
The plan we agreed together.
Mr Lord,
Amira doesn't like surprises.
Who does, mush?
Who fucking does?
MINT MA: So, you and Len go to
the town hall
the rest of you back to
the warehouse?
Eddie and me will hold
the fort here.
Eddie.
Poor boy. Too young for this.
ALBERT: You think you're
the bollocks,
but don't come crying to me
when you get nicked.
Can't just throw a new idea in
without telling me.
'New idea'? I've been working
the switch since before you were
born, son.
Working the switch.
Yeah, with fur coats
and snide kettles, Dad,
not millions of pounds
worth of puff.
You've come a long way son,
for someone who
hasn't even fucking started yet.
I'm having a fucking go, eh?!
You're a mug, Gene,
I'm sorry to say it.
Alb.
Well it's true,
first he nearly fucks the deal-
That was you
getting in the middle while I was
in Morocco
and doubling the fucking order
Gene, what did I say?!
See, this is what I'm talking about
being muggish, alright?
We could have the lot, son.
If I hadn't jumped in, you'd have
pissed it up the wall
with your two bob deal making,
bowing and scraping to some toot
in a veil.
You don't know how to think big, boy.
You stupid, racist, fuck-
Gene, nitto.
'Some toot in a veil'?
(TENSE MUSIC)
These people are dangerous
you arrogant fucking prick.
You could've got me killed. Gene.
You want to see dangerous.
What you gonna do?
You wanna fucking see dangerous?!
What you gonna fucking do?!
I'll fucking show you,
you fucking
Gene, for fucks sake.
Get the fuck off me!
Go on, go inside.
You just stay out of my fucking way!
You fucking washed up old prick.
Gene. Just leave it. Go inside.
Fucking prick.
Come on, look at the state of you.
Right give me your hand.
(GRUNTING)
Give me your hand.
Don't just stand there mate.
Where the fucking hell were you,
eh?!
What were you fucking doing? You let
him humiliate me! Humiliate me!
I'll fucking destroy him.
You OK?
Mum I can't watch you do this.
Well you ain't gonna stop me.
Gene!
Gene!
What have I done Cind?
You stood up to him
And about time.
Shit
You OK boy?
I'm sorry Mum.
That was the funniest thing I have
ever fucking seen. (LAUGHS)
Him falling in the drink like that.
He had it coming.
Yeah, the way he talks to you.
Exactly.
This close, Mum.
Then finish what you started Gene.
Only you can do it.
She's right babe, only you.
But first, you gotta make it right
with your Dad, just for now.
Just until the readies
start coming in.
Sweet.
Yeah, sweet.
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
I'm sorry, Dad.
It's gotta stop, boy.
Us, at war.
I was always so hard on you.
I just didn't think you were tough
enough, so I pushed,
and I'm still pushing.
But what I didn't see
is that you've got it.
You've always had it, you just
need your time to shine.
I only have it because of you. No.
Let me say what's fair.
You had a vision.
Something far greater
than I could see.
It's you who can turn this family's
fortunes around. It's you Gene.
Then let's do this tonight,
me and you.
No.
Father and son, side by side, yeah?
You crack on.
It's your time.
I've done my bit.
You mean that?
Go on, fuck off
and make this family rich boy.
See you when you're back
from Holland.
(LOW, TENSE NOTE)
I love you Dad.
You too boy.
(LOW, TENSE, ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
You'll fucking see.
(LOW, TENSE, ELECTRONIC MUSIC)
You see anything coming,
you radio in.
You're on look-out duty.
This radio's fucking shit.
I'd be better use in the truck.
You're not going in the truck.
Why?
I already told you why,
the Dutch know the road.
Why don't you just admit
you don't trust me?
Why would I Kell, mm?
I ask you to keep it sweet while I'm
in Morocco and by the time I'm back,
you've grassed to Dad
and Anthony's fucking dead.
You blaming me for Anthony now?
Just do your job, mate.
You see any gavvers, you radio in.
Who do you think you are,
Ronnie fucking Biggs.
Don't worry about him, Tariq.
It'll be sweet.
(ENGINES START)
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Alright, we are good.
Sit down.
Here make yourself comfortable.
Thank you.
Alright.
Prick.
Hey, it's supposed to be a charm
offensive. It's not offensive charm.
Lighten up yeah.
Hi there, you look lovely.
Seven?
Yeah.
Least the clouds'll give us cover.
If a storm comes,
the roads may flood.
All must be considered.
Hey there, you look lovely.
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)
Hi, hello, thanks for coming.
Buenos tares.
Hello. Thanks for coming.
Hi there, I'm Len.
Hi you're a lucky man,
she's beautiful.
GENE: Right, it's getting dark,
let's move.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
LEONARD:
Hello mate Leonard.
We're go.
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
Here babes come on, suck on that.
That's a joke - suck on that -
you got it, yeah?
Hmmm
This is Gene and Tariq at the rear.
Kell. We're all set.
Let me know
when you got eyes on the cargo.
Coast is clear. Relax Gene.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(MUSIC ENDS)
(MAN SPEAKING SPANISH)
Senor Lord is here to tell you that
the hotel complex
his family intends-
(CHUCKLING)
They want you to speak to them.
I'll translate-
What? No
Fear not. Just be yourself.
You must be fucking joking.
They're neighbours; good,
hard-working people,
parents.
Speak from the heart.
Um
I'm not used to public speaking.
But I understand you need to know
if you can trust us or not.
It's true my late uncle Tony
didn't always do right by you.
(CROWD MUTTERS)
Hijo de puta!
But my family now. We have a dream.
To build paradise right here
in Alabasas.
(CROWD GASPS, MUTTERS)
Paradise my ass!
Our architect, Emilio Suarez, is
he's Costa born and bred,
so he knows this land.
And that's what we want.
Cabron!
This coast is special.
And, well, we think we can make it
profitable as well as special.
For all of us.
You English will run away with the
profit like you always do.
I've never run away from anything.
Nor has anyone in my family.
My own son's buried here.
(CESAR CLEARS HIS THROAT)
My own son's buried here.
So me and my wife
We'll never leave him.
He's part of this land now.
Like your own dead.
And I swear to you
we will honour them.
So tell us, Senor.
Tell us how we will profit
from your development?
We'll hire locally.
(DRAMATIC ELECTRIC GUITAR MUSIC)
That means construction, labour,
hotel staff,
leisure sub-contractors.
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
I was thinking like Maybe we
could go to dinner one night?
Club Paradiso, you know?
I can get us a reem table,
sit front of house, the whole thing.
What d'you think?
Hmm
Yeah?
Kenny, pick up.
(RADIO CRACKLES)
Club Paradiso? I'd love that,
but they don't allow Gitanos.
They say we're dirty.
I bet you are.
Nah, nah, I'm just
Anyway, they'll let you in if you're
wrapped around me,
'cause, you know, otherwise I'll
weigh 'em in, won't I?
Kell, pick up for fuck's sake.
I think he can live without me
for the minute, don't you?
(RADIO TURNS OFF)
Are you not going to answer?
Nah, he's a mug anyway, so
He's not a mug, he's a cool guy.
Yeah
Great at everything, isn't he?
CINDY: Fuck sake.
Knock knock.
Hello there.
You alright?
Cindy.
How the fuck do you know my name?
Hmm.
Impressive speech, eh?
Mm, yeah, yeah, zinger.
Poor fella, losing his son like
that? I can't imagine.
I don't think
I'd ever get over that.
I haven't seen you round
here before?
Long way from home, me.
Well, I just came for the free vino.
But I have got an open ended ticket,
so you might see me around kid.
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
Kell come in for fucks' sake.
Can we send the truck through,
or not?
(DRAMATIC MUSIC)
Luuk, Metin. Watch out.
We haven't got an update.
(RADIO CRACKLES WITH STATIC)
(THUNDER RUMBLES, MUSIC ENDS)
You want a little er
Huh? You up for some of that?
You're nice, Kelly
but it's your brother I like.
Are you serious?
(DISTANT APPROACHING)
Kelly, no.
Come here!
You can't like him more than me!
(STRUGGLING)
You can't!
(MUFFLED STRUGGLE)
(HORN HONKING)
Just be quiet! Shut up!
(HORN HONKING)
Shhh, Manuela!
Just stop! Stop lying. Stop lying!
Stop lying. Stop lying.
(SINISTER MUSIC BUILDS)
(MUSIC ENDS)
Stop lying. Stop lying.
It's alright.
It's alright. It's alright.
(LOW, TENSE MUSIC BUILDS)
I'll have another whiskey,
if I may, Ma?
With ice.
There's a storm coming
you'll get fuckin' soaked.
I'm rather enjoying it.
And oi, there's a mess
in the front room.
Clean it up, will you?
(THUNDER CRASHES)
(RADIO IN FOREIGN LANGUAGE)
Kelly, this is urgent.
Is the coast clear?
(RADIO STATIC)
LUUK: Gene.
Gene.
Gene if you hear, it's the cops.
It's a fucking road block.
We've got a fucking rat among us.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
(SPANISH RADIO HOST TALKING)
Everybody's Got To Learn Sometime
- The Korgis ♪
Neck that, Cind - I should get back.
Oh no, you know what, I think I'm
gonna stick around for a bit.
You did well tonight, Len.
You think?
Yeah, yeah. I'm proud of you mate.
Go on, you get back home,
look after Carly, yeah?
I'll get a cab.
I'm gonna have another vino.
Enjoy.
Cheers
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine
And everybody's gotta learn
some time
Everybody's gotta learn some time
Everybody's gotta learn some time
(CRYING)
Oh fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck
Change your heart
Look around you
(ENGINE REVVING)
Change your heart
It will astound you
(POLICE RADIO CHATTER)
I need your lovin'
Like the sunshine
Fuck, fuck, fuck.
Everybody's gotta learn some time
Everybody's gotta learn some time
(HONKING)
(HONKING)
Everybody's gotta learn some time
Fucking wanker.
(SPANISH POLICE CHATTER)
(HONKING)
(MUSIC CONTINUES)
(HONKING)
Everybody's gotta learn some time
Everybody's gotta learn some time
Everybody's gotta learn some time
(SIRENS IN THE DISTANCE)
(MUSIC FADES, ENDS)
(SPEAKING SPANISH)
OK, OK, ah, ahh! Ah. (GROANS)
What the fuck
is this kid doing here?
(TENSE, DRAMATIC MUSIC)
You Lords are dead. All of you.
(THUNDER RUMBLES)
I'm Still Standing - Elton John ♪
You could never know
what it's like
Your blood, like winter,
freezes just like ice
And there's a cold, lonely light
that shines from you
You'll wind up like the wreck you
hide behind that mask you use
And did you think this fool
could never win?
Well look at me,
I'm a-comin' back again
I got a taste of love
in a simple way
And if you need to know
while I'm still standin'
You just fade away
Don't you know I'm still standin'
better than I ever did?
Lookin' like a true survivor,
feelin' like a little kid
And I'm still standin'
after all this time
Pickin' up the pieces of my life
without you on my mind
I'm still standin'
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm still standin'
(yeah, yeah, yeah) ♪
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