Murphy's Law (2003) s04e01 Episode Script

Hey! Morgy! TYRES SCREECH (GROANS) My legmy leg.
What have I told you? I wasn't dealing, all right? I wasn't.
Then, why did you run? Check my pockets.
I haven't got no drugs.
Please! You know what we do to drug dealers around here? I'm not a dealer.
You wee prick.
(SHRIEKS) One here.
Hit him.
Hit him! THEME MUSIC Why don't you answer your sodding phone? I'm sorry, do I know you? Detective Chief Superintendent Warren, East Midlands Special Projects Team, get in the car.
Follow him.
Get in the car.
Are you arresting me? Look Please, five minutes, OK? OK, first question Have you ever met the Brothers Johnstone? No.
Second question Have they ever met you? No.
Third question Would you like to meet them? Why can't you people leave me alone? You know why? You're simply the best.
Do you reckon? I find the older I get the better I was.
You know the Johnstone Brothers from the days back here.
You know what they're capable of.
Murder, drug dealing, extortion, racketeering They've turned their estate into a no-go area.
Brought their Shankhill bullshit to the Midlands.
I can't have that.
Punishment beatings, knee-cappings Some Asian Kid, last week, wire whipped, beaten, strung up from a lamppost.
I can see you have a problem, don't see what it has to do with me.
Drew Johnstone is getting married.
Not a crime, as far as I'm aware.
To a Muslim girl.
As I say Daughter of Mohammed Khan? Who is? A very significant figure within the Pakistani/Kashmiri community, in my city.
Criminal figure? Very much so, in the past.
Now a businessman.
Although, still the sort of guy, if you cross him, would kill half your family in Pakistan, and burn your house down here.
A marriage made in heaven.
I'm thinking, unholy alliance.
Don't see what it's got to do with me.
I need to know what's going on.
I need intelligence.
I can't go to war without intelligence.
I move onto the estate, spend six months working in the video store, before I even get to say hello to the guy? No, thanks.
Not at all, we have an in.
A tip-off.
I can get you closer to Johnstone, so it's only an option for day or so.
Look, sir I'm on compassionate leave So why don't you just take me home and let me carry on being compassionate? You heard the man.
Everything all right? DOOR CLOSES Yeah.
What's this? Nothing.
I was christened in the Protestant Church.
Many people will think of me as a staunch defender of that faith.
But last year, I began talking to a Muslim prisoner about religion.
I was struck by the beauty of The Koran, the direct word of Allah.
I felt a door had been opened in front of me, and if I did not pass through it, that door might close forever.
The day after my 44th birthday, I made my Shahada, Al-Hamdu lillah.
I am an utterly changed man.
WOMAN: James! What are you doing with that? This is me, Ma.
This is who I am.
Tommy.
Do you see? Take it off.
Take it off.
Take it off! I don't want anybody touching my things.
Right.
I'm sorry.
I don't know who you are, but you don't belong here.
DOG BARKS IN DISTANCE PHONE RINGS Warren.
I might be a way in.
You'll do it? Yeah, I'll do it.
This is the tip-off, it came in just over a week ago.
MAN ON TAPE: In the next day, or two, a couple of local lads are going down to London to offload several kilos of smack.
WOMAN: That's heroin? They haven't got a buyer.
Do you have the names of these individuals? Drew Johnstone Jr Naim Khan How do you spell Naim? How the hell should I know? Got an address in London for them? No! Where will they be travelling from? They're in the M1, that's all you need to know.
Now I've done my job, you do yours.
I can't quite see, how sending your son to do your drug deals, makes you a changed man.
Drew Johnston hasn't changed, not a jot.
I've an old cover I could revive.
I'm not sure I'm happy about that.
It's all in place, it just needs updating.
Jimmy McElroy from Coleraine.
I'll need a check of a cover address.
I'll sort my phone.
I'll need wallet, letters, receipts and shit.
Membership cards to Annabel's, the Amazon Club I'll see to it.
I've got a mate working up on the west coast of Scotland, he's working for some loyalist chancers on the run.
He's got right close to them.
You thinking of a reference? Well, if I can get hold of him.
KNOCK ON DOOR DC Bash, I presume? That's right.
Be with you in a minute.
Don't tell me you've come straight from the bank? Yeah? That's exactly what it looks like.
This is supposed to be drugs money.
I want it all open.
I want four 20s wrapped with a fifth to make 100, ten wrapped with an elastic band, to make a grand.
Put the lot in a holder.
not that thing.
You've got 20 minutes.
So, who's our man on the inside? Ben Jarvis.
And the smack came from Naim Khan? Yeah.
Seems he sourced it from an uncle.
And Drew Johnstone Jr is riding shotgun? Lucky him.
It's good gear.
PHONE RINGS Jimmy Mac.
Jimmy.
Have you seen the parcel? I have.
I'm with it now.
It's bang on, just what we're looking for.
Stay with it.
I'll be with you in 5 to pick up your man, as arranged.
He'll be there.
Go on, then.
Go on.
Get in.
It's all tidy.
MAN ON PHONE: No problems at all? No problems.
Make a nice job.
Come ahead.
Jimmy.
My friend from the North, Naim Khan.
I understand you can supply us with what we need on a regular basis.
No problem.
Is that the money? It is.
Then let's do it.
Hey, it's OK, man.
I don't like it.
You made sure you weren't followed here? Course, I did.
Did you do roundabouts, lights? Where is he going? POLICE SIRENS Come on! Come on.
Help me over.
Get down, get down.
My foot.
Come on, come on.
Get over.
Go! Come on.
Oi, out of the car.
(WOMAN SCREAMS) Oi, come here.
Sixty grand! Sixty, bastard, grand.
At least, your prints are all over the money, not mine.
What the hell are we doing here? Dumping this piece of junk.
What about this? I want to ride in comfort.
ENGINE STARTS So, post mortem time How come you two brought the cops along for the ride? You nearly killed a policeman back there.
Answer the question.
It weren't us.
Your mate driver legged it before they even arrived.
He saw what was going down, same as I did.
What's he supposed to do? Stay around and get scooped for old time's sake? They nicked Naim.
Oh, God.
How old are you? Nineteen.
Yeah? Soon.
Jesus.
So why would your dad send his son to do a man's job? Where are we going? I'm taking you home.
No way.
I'm sixty grand short, I saved you from double figures, I need a substantial thank you.
He didn't send me.
What? My dad knows nothing about this.
Christ! You're kidding me? Murphy's just lost his in.
Are you telling me, you and Gunga Din did this off your own bat? My dad is going to kill me.
He might not get the chance.
You don't know him.
You don't know my uncle.
Yeah, well I will do soon.
I'm still taking you home.
How, the hell's that going to work now? (Come on.
) (Come and get me.
) WHISTLING What about ye? Can I help you? I hope so.
How? I want to talk to the big man.
I want to talk to Drew Johnstone.
Oh, aye? And why is that? I have something for him.
Whatcould you possibly have that would interest Drew Johnstone? His sorry-arsed, bag of shite, son.
THUMPING Get him in there.
Come on.
Get him up there.
Put your hands on my nephew? Get him up there! DRAMATIC MUSIC DOOR SLAMS AND LOCKS FLICKS LIGHT SWITCH DOOR UNLOCKING Fetch a bulb.
Who are you? I'm the guy who's sixty grand out-of-pocket.
I'm the guy who saved your son's sorry arse.
You have a name? Jimmy Mac.
Well, Jimmy Mac, you've some explaining to do.
Tell me that at least Naim Khan is safely tucked up.
Khan is safely tucked up, sir.
But Sunny Madison at CPS wants you to call her for a direct update.
What happened to you? Murphy caught me.
Looks sore.
It is.
They've been in London for nigh on a week, putting out the word, they've a shitload of smack to shift.
The boys in blue have got wind of it.
They've been watching them from arsehole to breakfast, and they've probably got us all on camera.
How could it have been me tipped the peelers? We had to fight our way out of there.
I told you, Dad, he was shooting at them.
Knocked a woman out cold and took her car.
Who asked you? Look, I deal in commodities, all right? It's what I do.
I'm good at it.
Never done a day inside in my life.
You know why? Cos I'm careful.
Only reason I was doing business with kids in the first place, I thought they came from you.
It was your name reference them.
You used my name? It's my name too.
Where are you from? West London, Ladbroke Grove.
I mean, back home.
Coleraine.
And what do you want from me? I need to lie low for a few days.
Hole up until the heat dies down.
Look, tale of the tape, I saved your boy from double figures.
I'm sixty grand down, money I can ill-afford to lose.
This is a holy mess, but you owe me.
I owe you nothing.
Get upstairs.
Torch the Jag, it's hot.
And what am I to say to his father? How is this going to reflect on me? What's Johana going to be thinking? It's her brother.
And how is it going to be for you? Standing outside while your best friend wastes his whole youth in prison.
Now, I made it clear to you over and over again, what I did, the life I lead when I was younger the life your uncle lead, but we had no choice! On those streets, in those days, there was a war, and you know that.
But it's over now! And you've had schooling.
You've got brains.
You could have gone to college to be a doctor or lawyer Dad, that's just I'm just not Shut your mouth! And listen.
You have made me raise my hand against you .
.
something that I never wanted to do again.
You disappointed me.
I'm sorry.
(SOBS) Off to bed, I'll talk to you again in the morning.
Check out the carny one downstairs.
Now, I want answers to some questions.
Do you understand me? Where did you say you came from? Colerain.
Where did you go to school? (LAUGHS) This is not a funny situation, son.
I can't be arsed with this, Billy.
Either let me go, or shoot me, but spare me question time.
(GROANS) Do you have any idea how many Fenian scum I have booted in my life? I don't know and I don't care.
I'm a heathen, an unbeliever, you fucking idiot.
Sectarian bullshit doesn't interest me.
Oh, God! I want you referenced, Jimmy Mac, by someone I know right now.
Who the fuck do you know? You don't know anyone.
Last chance! Aaargh! You're making me want to pull this trigger, boy.
Davey Coulter.
What? Davey Coulter.
You know Davey? Nobut I know a man who does.
Who? Where are all your old UFF buddies now, huh? The ones that were kicked out of Belfast? Fat Jackie Morton, Johnny Wright, Davey Coulter In Scotland? Aye, in Scotland.
How do you know that? Cos I know the man who's babysitting them.
And what's his name? Bill Crowe.
Never heard of him.
Well, I can't help that.
Where's your phone? Pocket.
Call him.
It's two in the morning.
Call him! PHONE RING TONE MAN: Jimmy Mac! I'm sorry it's so late No problem.
Just having a few drinks.
This is Billy Johnstone.
Oh, right.
How are you, Billy? I'm fine, I'm grand.
I'm just having a wee word here with Jimmy Mac.
Know him well, do you? Yeah, I know him well.
We go way back.
Why do you ask? Is Davey there? I want to speak to Davey.
Right.
Hello? Hello.
Hello? (LOUDER) Hellohello! MAN: Hello? Davey, it's Billy Johnstone.
Is that Davey? Hi, Billy, how are you? Ah, dead-on, Davey.
Dead-on.
You must be freezing your balls off there.
Do you see anyone? No.
I'm very well, very well.
Listen, tell me something, Davey thisthis Bill Crowe fella .
.
that I just spoke to Do you trust him? Christ, yeah.
He's the fixer here.
We lack for nothing.
He's one of us.
Right.
Here, how is that brother of yours? The mad mullah? (LAUGHS) Oh, yeah, he's fine.
He's all right.
Look, I'm going to have to love you and leave you, Davey.
I'm in the middle of something, so you take care.
Yeah, adieu, Billy.
Untie the man's threads.
Tell you something, you can take a punch.
I had to be sure, you understand? Look, there's my hand.
There we go.
No harm done, hm? Good man.
It's me, I'm in.
MAN: Are you all right? Sure, it went like a dream.
A walk in the park.
MUEZZIN'S CALL TO PRAYER ON LOUDSPEAKERS (GROANS IN PAIN) CALL TO PRAYER CONTINUES MUFFLED VOICES Are you okay? I'm not as fit as I was.
This way.
CALL TO PRAYER CONTINUES Where have you been? Hear that racket? It woke me up.
You hungry? Smells disgusting.
(LAUGHS) Better than the muck you cook - boiled bloody cabbage.
You're ignorant.
Can't beat a few rashers.
Pig meat.
SHOUTS: Hear that, Big Brother? Pig meat! I got you some clothes.
On the sofa.
Can't have you going around looking like a mick.
My place.
Friend of mine, Jimmy Mac.
Anything he wants, now.
Anything he wants.
I'll have a double Irish.
Double Irish.
Thanks.
(CLEARS THROAT) 12 o'clock.
First dance.
There's no-one here.
Don't you backchat me.
Get your arse up on that stage.
Yep, sure.
Where's the bog? Right there.
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS MAN: Yes? Billy has taken a shine to me.
I can get to Drew through him.
Once I suss out where it needs to go, leave it to me, I'll fit the technical.
The shop on the Harbord Road, All Nights? Yeah? Eight o'clock tonight, we'll go for a brush pass.
Conceal the gear in cans, tins, soap powder, anything I might logically buy.
Right.
You should also know, Naim Khan's father's brought in a brief.
A Shaquille Zafar.
Look, just make sure the CPS keep the boy tucked up.
You do your job, I'll do mine.
DANCE MUSIC PLAYS MUSIC BECOMES LOUDER MUSIC BECOMES SOFTER PUMPING DANCE MUSIC You like my friend's dance? Well I'm not against it.
Her name is Misha.
You should be ashamed walking around like that, cover yourself up.
Go on.
Run along.
(SPEAKS FOREIGN LANGUAGE) My place, my rules.
Youcome with me.
I must say I've enjoyed our little chat but I'm afraid I've a much more pressing issue to get back to.
My missing sixty grand.
I don't have it.
Come on, the Brothers Johnstone? You must have serious dosh stashed away.
I don't.
I'm going to let you stay here away from any heat.
We're even, end of story.
But now you're taking me to meet the boy's father and you want me to put you and Jr in the clear with him.
It's not hard to work out.
So, even if we were all square, you'd still owe me.
Let's just see if we get out of this place in one piece first, then we'll talk.
You OK? Had a good day? Mo, Jimmy Mac.
Jimmy, Mohammed Khan.
This is Johana, my fiancee, Naim's sister.
MO: Please, sit down.
Are you a father? No.
I thought not.
Why do you say that? Because a father would never enter into a dangerous and illegal transaction with a child.
Mr Khan, I'm a businessman too.
Your son approached me.
He had something to sell at a price we both found acceptable.
I had the cash to make that purchase.
Simple as that.
Simple as that? But now, you see, my son has been charged with a very serious offence.
Maximum penalty, life imprisonment.
As I understand it, the commodity in question, was supplied by your family.
I am a property developer, Mr Mac.
I have no involvement with the items under discussion.
Murphy's in place, he's getting results.
Look, you know Zafar, we all know Zafar.
If we're not careful, he'll tear us up for arse paper.
We have to make sure that the presence of our officers at that initial drug deal is not disclosed.
We must keep calm, banged up, no matter what.
WOMAN: I made it clear I wanted regular updates.
The first report is being drawn up even as we speak.
I shall read it very carefully.
Cobble something on paper for the CPS, will you? Sex it up.
I've had more calls from Murphy's mother's GP.
If you're speaking to Murphy later can you give him a call? Talk to the GP, then talk to Murphy.
Just write the numbers down for me.
Cheers.
Wait for a moment.
Please, sit down.
You not at school, young lad? No, he's not been well.
I'm sorry about your brother.
If I could've got him out of there I would have.
The word was, that it was your brother, responsible for the attack on Sammy Hassan.
The boy was in a coma for days.
Even now, his brain is not right.
I'm dealing with it.
You'd better be dealing with it.
The days of Asian boys getting beatings and doing nothing are over.
Do you understand? Of course.
We don't need this kind of attention right now.
And your brother .
.
with drinking and gambling the sexual deviance.
This thing we're involved in, is bigger than all that crap.
It mustn't be jeopardised.
It won't be, take my word for it.
Do you trust this guy? We're watching him.
MAN: Yeah? Be there in five.
I think the blow-through came from the lollipop.
Any idea who? I'd say Billy Johnstone himself.
Christ! Why would he grass up his own nephew? The guy won't stop from digging in the dark.
What? Departing.
DOOR BUZZER Yes? I want to know what you're doing about my 60 grand.
I can shout about it so the entire estate can hear me, or you can let me in.
I've tried to talk to my dad.
You've tried? I think, he thinks it's your bad luck.
Excuse me? I don't think he has the money, anyway.
My bad luck? Listen to me, boy.
You're up to your balls in this.
You can't afford to piss me off.
Because if I don't get paid and this comes back to bite me in the arse, I'll take you and your Paki friend down with me.
You'd better pray that prick knows how to keep his mouth shut.
Is everything all right here? Everything is grand.
Would you like some tea? Sure.
Who the fuck is that? Abdul? He's my dad's I don't knowteacher? Sotalk to your daddy .
.
again.
Thank you.
If you will excuse me, I must prepare for prayer.
(WHISPERS PRAYER) Bash! (PRAYS) PHONE RINGS Yeah? Any good? Perfect.
Who's the guy praying? Abdul.
North African.
Seems to be Drew's spiritual advisor or something.
I'm beginning to think the guy is for real.
You need a hydraulic jack and a thermal lance to get through the front door, but once inside no sign of wealth at all.
Lots of religious stuff.
We're looking at it right now.
Great work.
You brought me my money? Put your clothes on.
Naim Khan's out.
What? Released on bail.
You're kidding me? Seems like the CPS made a right cock-up of the hearing, Zafar chewed them up and spat them out.
No previous, proofs of residence, 50 grand deposit as security, district judge let him walk.
What time was this? About three hours ago.
And they tell us now? Get word to Murphy, or he's dead.
I'm on it.
Come on.
I said to you, I asked you, did you do anti-surveillance? I did.
You know full well, you didn't.
Cops were on to you.
They followed you.
You brought the heat down on me.
How did police come to know about the deal in the first place? Someone must have grassed us up.
For Christ's sake! How many people did you speak to before you found Ben Jarvis? I spoke to a couple of people.
Just one or two.
Is that true? Or were you punting the gear all around town? I told you before, I took him for half flash, half foolish, but the fact is, he had the gear, and they referenced Drew Johnstone.
Where I come from that carries a lot of weight.
How come a van load of cops managed to lift only one person? Me.
One person out of four.
My brief finds that very off.
Because they're stupid, because they're useless.
Christ, because they were busy arresting the car wash guys.
Well, I think you're a cop.
What did you say? Wait a second What did you say? There's something not right about you.
You're a copor a grass.
We've been through this.
He shot his way out of there.
And he's been referenced.
Yes, you told me By a friend of a friend of a friend.
OK, let's calm down.
No-one's accusing you of being a Jimmy I want to know, how come he's here? Caught holding the bag and he walks free.
Maybe he's the one that's done the deal.
Strip him down, see if he's wearing a wire.
What did you say about me while you were in custody? Give up my name? I said nothing.
Did you give up Jr's name? His prints are on my 60 grand.
OK, let's try and discuss this in a sensible manner.
Kiss my arse in Harrods window.
This conversation's over.
I'm not happy, Drew.
I'm not happy.
You need to curb your fucking enthusiasm! Captions by CSI