Snatch (2017) s02e08 Episode Script

1 I'm a cop.
A cop? I was undercover in Ortega's organization and I haven't come this far to let you get in my way.
The mayor knows it was Vic who tried to blow the vault.
Yeah, and he wants his head, and he wants me to take it.
It's either Vic, or all of us.
I guess you've made your choice.
Well, look who we have here.
Victor Hill, as I live and breathe.
Hola.
Hola.
I seemed to have misplaced my phone.
It's good you came right over.
We've got no time to lose.
We should probably just get straight to work.
It could take all night to find that thing, right? I always say work smarter, not harder.
Hmm.
It looks like I came to the right room.
But how will we keep ourselves occupied all night, now that your mystery's solved? Well, I've got an idea.
Hmm.
Morning.
Oh, morning.
Billy Ayers.
So to what do we owe this pleasure? I was hungry.
I knew Charlie was making breakfast.
Mm, something smells good.
What you cooking, Charlie? Oh, good ol' English breakfast.
Hmm.
Reminds me of home.
Well, this is our home now.
If we've got any chance of staying here we gotta make our move today.
I meet Tomas in one hour.
If all goes according to plan, by this time tomorrow, Mayor Ortega is gonna regret the day he ever underestimated us.
I'll drink to that.
To the East London Locos.
To the Gold Bullion Banditos.
To getting away with it.
King gambas.
- Gambas.
- Finally here.
What's on the menu, boys? Go on, Fanta, tell her.
Yeah, today's special, señora, is scampi over linguini pasta in a white wine and butter sauce, just flecked with a touch of parsley.
- Perfecto.
- Perfecto.
Just listening to him say it, my taste buds dance like a discotheque.
Who are you? Ramiro Ramirez, at your service.
He's all right, Mrs.
H.
He's one of us.
Yeah.
If you say so.
Doing here so early, Mum? Have you heard from Vic? Is he okay? Yeah, he's just texted me.
He's at a motel.
That's strange.
- What is? - Well, he hates clams, and he knows I'm not cooking dinner for him again any time soon.
Well, why aren't you gonna be cooking for him? No reason, it doesn't matter.
Mum? Albert things aren't working out well with your dad right now, and I am I'm struggling to see a future for us.
After all these years, it seems that he's forgotten I exist and I am standing in front of him screaming for him to see me and Albert, I need more.
I I know that now.
I I just need more.
Mum do you remember when Blanco was holding you hostage? Dad lost his mind with worry.
Okay? I've never seen him like that.
He looked scared.
You gotta know he loves you above everyone else.
I don't know, maybe all this madness that he creates is his way of trying to make up for all the shit that he's put you through.
I don't know.
You know what, maybe just maybe, you've been trying to change him a bit too much as well.
At the end of the day, he always has been and always will be Vic Hill.
Come here.
I love you.
Look at that, king gambas.
You get those bits from Manny? Yeah, they're in the office.
Come on, then, we've got work to do.
Now, if you take that gun, you better be prepared to use it.
Oh, well, then I'll make sure I apply my lipstick before I shoot it then, shall I? It's a shame Vic won't be in on the action.
It's like the birthday boy missing his own party.
Yeah, well, Vic's present was not getting whacked by the mayor and I wrapped that myself.
Let's get this done.
We'll have nice story to tell him when he comes back from the dead.
Take a minute to come to your senses, Mr.
Hill.
This chloroform kicks like a mule.
Who the fuck are you? My name is William Picket, but more vital to our purposes here is not who, but what I am.
I know what you are.
A long streak of piss.
How very true to form, and I'm very glad for it too, really.
I would have hate to have come all this way and gone to all this trouble to have Vic Hill fail to meet my expectations.
What do you want with me? Let's put you back to sleep for a little longer, shall we? I have a few things to organize before our journey.
What journey? Don't you fucking And there you go.
Good boy.
You don't like clams.
Something's not right.
Well, here I am.
- What now? - Looks like you're in the circle of trust.
We have an important job for you.
- What's the job? - Patience, Albert.
All will be revealed.
Now, your phone.
Hand it over.
You want my phone? Well, let's get on with it then.
Get in your car.
Follow us.
What a prick.
Okay, boys and girls, we're on the move.
Right, let's get you started, come on.
Right behind you.
Keep your distance.
We don't want to spoil the surprise.
Okay, this must be the place.
Stand by.
Locked and loaded.
Ready and waiting.
Which one is it, Federico? The one right behind me.
The diamonds? Where are they? Locked in the safe.
The office on the second floor.
Are we stealing diamonds? You're stealing diamonds.
Mayor Ortega seems to think you're well qualified for this particular job.
We'll find out.
The combination to the safe? There's also a key, which hangs on the neck of the guard downstairs.
Federico will bring us in the front.
We're new on the crew and he's giving us the tour, which will cover you as you break in from the rear.
Get to the office and take the stones.
The Hills are famous robbers, no? Just do what you do best.
Okay, let's go.
They're on the move.
It's going down.
Huh? Well, fuck me.
Gunshots.
- Gunshots? - Shit.
Now my work is done.
My remaining five million.
Of course, Federico.
Jesus Christ.
I'll drop you first.
You didn't think I'd give you a gun with bullets in it, did you? On behalf of the mayor, let me extend our sincere thanks.
And don't worry, we're not gonna kill you.
We have something far more interesting planned.
Okay, it looks like he's got the diamonds.
Get ready to move out.
We need Albert.
We need to follow the diamonds.
Get up.
Let's go.
You were the one the boys got to book the motel for Señor Vic, weren't you, Fanta? Si, Señora Lily.
Did I do wrong? No, no, no, of course not.
You look nervous, are you nervous? You don't need to be.
Just tell me where he is.
Albert said not to tell to anyone.
Well, you don't think he meant me too, do you? I'm Señor Vic's wife.
Now tell me where my husband is.
He's at Mariposa Hotel, room number six.
How do I get there? I know the way.
I'd be happy to escort you, señora.
You can take my Vespino.
Any word from Albert? No, not yet.
Mate, he should have caught up by now.
We're gonna lose our chance, Charlie.
Just stick to the plan, okay? Albert will catch up.
Where are you taking me? You'll find out soon enough.
Wake up, Mr.
Hill.
Time to leave sunny Spain.
Leave Spain and go where? You're going home, Mr.
Hill.
- Home? - Oh.
In all the excitement, I didn't properly introduce myself.
Officer William Picket of the International Criminal Police Organization.
You're Interpol? Proudly.
And I've been assigned to bring you home and put you neatly back in prison for a very long time.
You're a long way from home, son.
Yet, I have very good friends here in San Toledo.
Don't you do it.
Don't you dare Shh.
Shh.
Shh.
Are you gonna hear me out? I think I heard everything I needed to hear.
You gotta know no one meant for your dad to get hurt.
I guess there's a big difference between what you want and what you actually get, huh? Look, you can hate me all you like.
Snake Eyes means business.
I don't need you looking out for me, okay? Go away.
We're running out of time, Charlie.
We go now, Charlie, before we run out of road, mate.
We need to hit him now.
The plan was to use four cars to box him in.
We don't have four cars.
Just stick to the plan.
Damn it, Albert, where are you? Vic, it's Lily! Open the door! Stand aside, Señora Hill.
I will get us in.
- Fuck! - Get out of the way, Ramiro.
Vic? Ugh.
Good night liquid.
Ugh.
Chloroform.
Shit.
Tomas has exited the vehicle.
He's walking inside with the diamonds.
Await further instruction.
Looks like we missed our chance.
Shit.
Come on.
Move.
Move.
I told you we should have hit him on the way in.
Think, Charlie, think.
Sit.
You got a singing voice not even a mother could like.
Oh, Mr.
Hill, you've woken up in time to enjoy the drive.
Throwing the net around Victor Hill will put quite a pretty feather on your cap, Lil' Willy.
Oh, come now.
You really think I was gonna come all the way here and leave without Mrs.
Hill, too? Leave her out of it.
I'm more than enough to earn your accolades.
Are you gonna beg now? Because that would be so pedestrian.
I first met Ortega years ago on a drug trafficking task force.
And the day you fled London with all that money, he was my first call.
I've been chasing your kind long enough to know that you see southern Spain as some sort of gangster retirement plan.
So '80s, Victor.
Should've gone to Panama.
Hmm.
Hello, Albert.
What is this? Why am I here? It's over.
You lost.
What are you talking about? Lost what? All of it.
Okay.
So you've been planning this ever since Blanco got his hands on my dad, haven't you? Think bigger, Albert.
I've been planning this since I got word the Hills left England on a boat with 10 million euros.
And now that you served your purpose and I am poised to seize control of Garcia's hashish empire, your parents will have their heads mounted back at the Interpol HQ in England.
And your friends will be buried without a funeral, but I've got other plans for you, Albert.
You see, I'm cleaning house across the board today.
Garcia, the Hill gang, and that lovely interloper out for revenge for her dear departed daddy.
You really think I'll let you get away with this? Yeah? You'll never catch us all.
- Never.
- Interpol already has your father and I have you.
Now I know just where to find the rest of your friends.
It's a shame.
You had talent.
Goodbye, Albert.
Who do you think would want to take your husband, Señora Hill? The list isn't short, Ramiro.
Vic has a way of attracting unwanted attention.
- Who is this? - Never mind who I am.
I imagine you're far more curious about your husband.
Right, Lily? Where is he? As luck would have it, I'm staring at him as we speak.
Is he okay? For now, but I can't promise he'll stay that way, unless you're willing to join us.
You have something to say about all this? You leave my wife out of it.
She's a civilian.
No, Lily stopped being a civilian the moment she met you.
Her life was over the moment you touched her, same as the others.
In the end, they're all gonna go down because of you, Mr.
Hill.
To the address the nasty man gave us? No, it's a trap.
We're gonna make a stop first.
A stop? Where? The marina.
I need to see a man about a gun.
Adelante.
Still no word from Albert.
Well, we're gonna kick the doors down and take the diamonds without him.
No, no, no.
We didn't plan to storm the stash house.
We don't know what's behind that door, do we, Hate 'Em? Well, let's go and find out.
Albert would know what to do.
Look, I don't know where Albert is, okay? Or what happened to him.
But I do know there's a fortune in there waiting for us to take it.
Yeah, there is.
Now I'm gonna go in there and I'm gonna walk back out with those diamonds.
Now who's with me? Yes.
Let's go, Charlie boy.
Fuck it.
- Who lives here? - A friend.
A friend with a gun? Hello, Lily.
- Clarence.
- I'm Ramiro Ramirez.
Not now Ramiro, please.
Clarence, I know we've really only just met, but, um I spent most of my life around a certain kind of a man and after a while one gets to recognizing the type.
I suspect you do.
My real name is Lily Hill.
My husband's name is Vic Hill and he is a fugitive here on the lam on the Costa del Sol.
Somebody's kidnapped him and I need your help.
Shit.
They're there.
They're there.
Fuck, 'cause they know we was here.
We're trapped, Charlie.
Don't look at me, mate.
I'm a number two.
You're running this show now.
Oh, I am? Yeah.
Oh, okay.
Yeah.
Yeah, I am.
Right.
We just need some reinforcements, all right? Good thinking.
- - Shit.
Have you ever choked someone, Albert? It's very special.
Very intimate.
I'll be back for you.
Don't go anywhere.
It's gonna be a long day, Albert.
Oh.
Uno momento.
Uno no puede cagar en paz.
Listen, I'm not sitting on a toilet waiting to get whacked.
I say we go out there and give them pansies everything we got.
This place is swarming.
We walk out that door, we won't make it two feet.
Wait.
Help is on its way.
We're here.
Looks very ominous.
If I may, I have an idea of how to handle this.
I must say, Lily, your pictures don't do you justice.
Who are you? My name is William Picket of Interpol and you are under arrest for aiding and abetting one Victor Hill.
I've been assigned to bring you and your husband back to the UK to face criminal charges.
Once night falls, a helicopter will arrive in this field, provided by Mayor Ortega, and we will be on our way, you naughty kids.
Albert? No! You okay? Albert.
- I'm okay.
I'm okay.
- Yeah.
This time it wasn't my fault.
It's okay, love.
I know that.
Looks like the game's really up.
Not quite.
I might have brought a couple of friends.
What's happening? Ortega knows who you are.
All right? He knows you're a cop.
Oh, shit.
Listen to me.
We need to run.
Okay? Right now.
I don't know where, just out of San Toledo.
Ortega's coming for us all.
Okay.
I know a place we can go, all of us, but we have to pick someone up along the way.
- So let's go.
- Let's go.
Get ready.
It's about to jump off.
About time.
Pizza domicilio.
Quien cono ha pedido pizza? The Hill gang, puta! Now, where are those diamonds? Your friends planning on making an appearance any time soon? I'd say right about now.
My name is William Picket, and I'm an Interpol officer, and I'm protected by the full force of international law My name's Clarence Perry, and I don't give a shit.
I knew there was something about that guy I liked.
Lil, can I just say something whilst we're tied up and you can't run off? I've been a complete fool, love.
I thought I was being supportive but I've just been stubborn and-and selfish.
I can't see a life without you.
You're my life raft in the storm.
Please don't leave me.
It's not just been about you, Vic.
It's Well, it has actually, mostly.
But it's taken me this long to realize what I want.
I thought that I wanted you to retire and live the quiet life with me, but it's the opposite.
I don't wanna take Spanish classes and and cooking lessons.
I wanna rob banks with you.
I do, Vic.
I wanna rob banks with you.
If I wasn't tied up right now, oh, ho! Hello, Vic.
If you'll uncuff me, It'd be my honor to shake your hand.
I think this is our cue to leave.
I'll drive.
I'll take over from here, Clarence.
I'm sure you will, Vic.
Thank you.
You're a good friend.
Pleasure's all mine, Lily.
Over there.
What the hell are you doing bringing him here? We are blown.
Ortega just tried to kill me.
What do you mean, "We are blown"? - Was it him? - No.
He saved my life.
Listen, we need to lay low.
Can we use your place out of town? Yes, of course.
Let's go.
I've got the car in the garage.
Yeah, it's not just us.
My family and friends come too.
You are not in any position to be making demands.
I'm not making demands.
I'm telling you how it is.
What do you want to do? We'll take them all.
Go, go! It's too dangerous to stay in San Toledo now.
We need to blow town.
We'll get Hate 'Em and the kids and we'll leave this shithole in our rear view tonight.
And what about me? I can't stay in San Toledo that now I'm a criminal fugitive.
You can come too, Ramiro.
Give me your phone.
Albert, where are you? Mum, we've got a problem.
What's happened? Listen, I haven't got time to explain.
Call everyone and come and meet us.
I'm gonna send you a location.
We can't go back to the Bunker Bar.
Yeah, not now, we stuck it to Ortega.
I've had a call from Albert.
- Where the hell is he? - Never mind about that.
We've got to get out of town now.
I've got an address for you to get to.