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Previously on Fightland...

Heavyweight Champ of the world...

My not so little brother,

I couldn't have gotten here without you, you know.

Get his hands!

Ah!

Calvin...

Why?!

Freeze! Do not move!

You were fucking Kingsley Marshall's wife.

Boxing is a criminal enterprise.

Always has been, and always will be.

Yeah, I heard about Kingsley.

No one's seen or heard from him in months.

Maduka Kilroy's just been released from prison,

is it true he's coming to work for Marshall Promotions?

Yeah, that's right.

And the operation?

We frame the Albanians,

and a very bloody internal war starts.

One that Kingsley will be forced out of his hole to stop,

and I'll take it from there.

It was you who hit the warehouse.

What's goin' on here Duke?

Son of a bitch has a recording device.

- You and him working together? - No! No!

He's not goin' anywhere,

'till I figure out what's goin' on here.

If not? He's dead.

And so are you, Duke.

Let's all just relax...

What're you sayin', mate?! What's he fuckin' sayin'?!

- Duke, what's he sayin?! - Jay, shut the fuck up!

Just shut up. Lazaro, listen to me, put the gun down.

- Just listen to me. - Why are you here?

Huh?

Why are you here, Jay?

Gazzer said that you was actin' odd, right?

Said you were comin' and goin'.

Yeah, he gave me this address that you wrote down--

All right, all right, all right, all right.

...on a magazine, so I followed it.

- How do I know we can trust him? - We?!

Me and Duke have been best mates since we were ten, wanker!

Who the fuck are you to question my loyalty?!

I'm the one holding the gun, pendejo!

Lazaro! Look at me. Look at me, look at me.

I wouldn't risk that for anyone.

All right?

You have my word.

Your word ain't worth the risk-

Then do us both.

And then you can explain to Amado

why his entire plan died with us.

Otherwise, put the fuckin' gun down

and let's get back to work.

All right.

If they're not together...

who the hell is that? And what's he doing here?

Zeek and CeCe's cousin...

Simeon.

He must have followed me from the gym.

The hell?

If he's workin' with the cops,

we need to figure out what they know.

Let me try somethin'...

All right, we need to find out more about Simeon.

Keep his phone, see what comes up.

Van's probably been made.

I'll dispose of it and our compañero here.

But you need to get to the dockyard

and on to the next step.

No, Duke, what does he mean, "next step?"

Where the fuck did all this gear come from?

Hey?

Duke?!

This belonged to Kingsley.

Belonged?

Wait, what- you- you stole it? Are you- are you fuckin' mad?

Look, if Kingsley finds out, he's gonna come after ya.

Yeah, that's exactly what I want.

I'll get into it all later, but right now,

there's somethin' I got to take care of.

All right, well I'm gonna have to come with you, aren't I?

You ain't goin' anywhere.

What, you expect me to sit here and twiddle my thumbs?

No chance.

Besides, 'Livin La Vida Wanker' over there

just said your van has been made.

So, unless you wanna book an uber?

I'm your best bet.

So, where the fuck are we going?

Hear the dockyard they ship from ain't far from here.

A guy named Nadim runs it.

Albanian geezer, is it?

- Yeah. - Yeah, name rings a bell,

I did some collection work for his crazy ass son, Lorik.

Well, they run a fleet of stolen luxury cars every month

inside shipping containers headed all across Europe.

We're gonna plant the stolen drugs in one of 'em.

Here, left here.

Fuckin' hell, mate.

Plantin' drugs?

Killin' Simeon, what the fuck?

Why the fuck are you doin' this, Duke?

The attack in Vegas...

it was a hit.

And Kingsley ordered it.

Well, now you're fuckin' havin' a laugh, ain't ya?

Kingsley loved you and Calvin.

He treated you like sons, why would he do that?

'Cause he loved his business more.

Yeah, he found out that I was gonna leave him...

sign with Colman.

Slow down.

Damn, I had no idea.

Right, okay, so- so what is this?

This is- this is revenge or something?

Kingsley took everythin' from me that night.

My brother...

my championship...

my life.

And now I'm gonna take everythin' away from him.

Brick by brick.

And then?

I'll kill him.

Fuck's sake Jay,

You can't go up here, it's no entry.

No, no, no, no, it's fine.

I'm gonna go up here and turn left at the end.

- It'll be quicker. - Fuck.

Fuck, Jay!

Shit!

All right, pull over, pull over.

All right, cover the stash, quick!

Easy, easy, easy, calm down, calm down.

- Just calm down. - Okay. Okay.

He's coming.

Ask me to hand you your license.

What?

Okay.

You pulled an illegal move back there.

Do you have your license, please?

Yeah, yeah, of course officer. Uh...

you mind handing me my license, will you Duke?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

You're Duke Kilroy.

One and only.

Yeah.

What'd you go, about cruiserweight, yeah?

- No? - Oh...

Yeah man, fighters can always spot another fighter, innit?

When I was comin' up, I used to um...

I used to spar with the officers in training for the Lafone Cup.

- Oh, right. - Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

You's are some tough brothers, man.

Well...

What the hell are you's doin' out at this time of night?

Ah, we're actually headin' off to a training session,

ain't we?

He's thinkin' of givin' it another run.

- Ah! - Yep, just- Shh.

Keep that between us though, yeah?

How 'bout a selfie officer?

- Uh, yeah, go on then. - Yeah, go on, I'll take it.

All right, man.

- Here we go. - How you doing?

- That's it. - Yeah, oh yeah, that's-

All right...

Okay... yeah, lovely.

- Here you go mate. - Ahh, listen- thanks. Thanks.

Yeah bruv, so your secrets safe with me.

But get that brake light fixed.

Okay?

- You's have a good night. - All right, man.

Oh, fuck. All right, let- we gotta go.

- Let's go. Let's go. - Yeah.

We need to hurry up man or we're gonna miss the shipment.

Oh shit.

Fuck!

Lazaro, we didn't make it...

no, we took a wrong turn.

Yeah, I know we're runnin' out of time.

We'll have to find another Albanian spot

to plant the stash.

Look, bruv we're gonna fix this all right...

You've done enough.

All right, it was a mistake bringing you along.

Just take me back to the spot.

So, Zeek Marshall,

tell our viewers about your big plans.

In twenty-four hours' time, we're gonna to turn this

hallowed arena into the epicenter of UK boxing again.

From the music, to the lighting, to the food.