Gangs of London

Hakim, we'll need to distribute the guns tomorrow,

and guard them for now.

Marco, Medhi, you're staying.

Basem will call you first thing.

I'll stay too. Not a problem.

Get the fuck out of here.

Do it like Uncle Basem. Go on.

Let's go.

Cheers.

Whoa!

The fuck are you doing?

Check this.

You putting it back together?

No? Don't think so...

Wow, wow, wow.

Stay seated.

Okay.

I see you Algerians are busy so this will take only a few minutes.

One of you can walk away. Okay?

Off, you can go.

Who sold you this?

No? Okay.

Swallow, please.

Swallow. Yes?

Again, please.

Just one more.

Yes...

It's okay. It's okay.

Ask him if he knows who sold you the guns.

No answer, you shoot. You go free. I promise.

We don't know anything... I swear we don't!

So shoot. Three...

- We don't know anything! - Two...

One...

Look, I'm here to make the rules now and secrets are a bad thing.

A really very, very bad thing.

Go tell Uncle Basem.

Tell him Koba says so. Mm?

Go.

Go...

Go!

This is my city.

This is my city.

This is my city.

This is my city. I was born on these streets. They're inside me.

I've seen them change from year to year

and I know this city's heartbeat because it's here.

I feel it.

Your startup is looking for 100 million.

My competitors will offer you the moon.

Some will throw in a few stars

but I'm the only one that can join this... to this.

Plus... a buy-in of 200 million.

Thank you for your trust.

Thank you.

2 minutes. Help yourselves to drinks, yeah?

I'm early.

Abdullah Shafak, one of my clients, was killed in Turkey last night.

Were you aware?

The 200 million you laundered for Shafak wasn't his to give,

nor was it yours to invest elsewhere.

Our investors would like it back. Does it give you any trouble?

Nothing I can't handle.

You're worried your new friends will see who they're dealing with.

They're dealing with Dumani Finances. Clean funds all the way.

- Ignorance is bliss. - And I don't like surprises,

so next time something like this needs to happen, how about you tell me?

Reasonable.

Remember, though, everyone thought

that the Wallaces would take you down with them.

I never doubted you.

I remember everything.

Let me know when you've transferred the funds.

Alex...

Alex... Help me.

Oh, excuse me.

Can you fix this, Ed?

It's a bit late for that, don't you think?

Can you fix it?

I appreciate your presence here

so that we can sort out this unnecessary mess.

Who chose this shithole?

I think you all know his name by now.

Koba.

Don't forget why he was invited to London.

If the bodies were not piling up on the streets,

if you would have listened to the warnings,

there would be no need for Koba.

I've given them my word.

The Investors asked for order

and order is what I'm giving them.

I expect you all to fall in line.

Would you mind standing, please?

Some of you may know Mr Soudani.

You haven't seen them round this table

but today he's here to help.

Who sold you this?

It was a blind deal.

Ooh! Exciting. Tell me about that.

Er... No names, no faces. And er... payment was off-shore.

Good. Very good.

Exactly what I would do, if I wanted to insult Mr Afridi.

If I wanted to make a fool of me.

That's what I would do.

Boss here said this.

Nobody sells guns in this city except me.

Which bit of that was fuzzy? Which bit didn't add up?

You owe a debt to myself, to Mr Afridi. Yes?

But that's for later.

Business has rules.

I see they are followed.

Our friend here made a mistake. He knows that.

But whoever sold these guns doesn't want rules.

They think they are special.

Shall I tell you who else thought they were special?

Finn Wallace.

His lunatic son.

Do they sit with us now?

Ed Dumani knows what I'm talking about.

Did he make mistakes back then? Maybe so.

But he understands things had to change.

There's a future for you, right, Edward?

And your son, Alex.

Somebody here wants to start a war.

One they cannot win.

I gave Mr Afridi my word.

I will find you.

And you will make amends.

He doesn't know the first thing about this city.

Why do you think I chose him?

No affiliations.

- He's a clean skin. - He's a wind-up.

Help me find out who's behind the guns.

These people still listen to Ed Dumani... don't they?

Such a tragedy. His family is waiting.

Blessings be upon you. Marco was a good boy.

Faz, help me get this down... Faz?

They're saying it's a car accident?

Wasn't that, was it?

Faz.

What's going on? Huh? What?

- You knew, innit? - What you talking about?

You knew Koba was coming. That's why you didn't want me there.

All right. Let's go and tell Marco's little daughters what happened.

That big man Faz blew Marco's fucking brains out to save his own skin.

Look at me. Basem doesn't know what day it is.

He's got us in the wrong fucking sight.

Now we got to cover for that Albanian prick.

We just arrived.

Yeah, the removal guys are here too.

Okay, come tonight. We'd love to see you.

No problem, no.

No socks on the shiny stairs.

We just arrived.

From Saranda. They're coming over this afternoon.

But we said tomorrow, right?

What, so I say don't come? She's too excited.

Zamir's bringing his guitar.

My sweetheart.

My sister-in-law made that.

Thank you.

Nice place.

Thank you.

Basem did a fantastic cover-up job.

What are you talking about ?

Luan, I know you sold him those guns.

- And who am I talking to? - I'm here to help you.

Help me... or yourself?

You choose sides so fast.

That kind of weaponry is unprecedented.

My partners need to defend themselves.

I need to defend myself.

So you're plotting a war?

I know how volatile things are right now but that's not good for anyone's business.

Heroin is my business now.

I've always used my own suppliers.

Trusted, productive people from back home.

Now Koba wants me to buy from Asif.

Only him.

Do you know why?

So he can control me.

I won't do it.

Because next time he's gonna come around,

it's not my supply he'll want. It's my profit.

And he already got his boot on my neck.

This is not how we do business

in this city.

What if I offer you reassurances?

From Koba?

- Bullshit. - From the Investors.

I'm not gonna lay down and beg like the others.

Then you're going to have to give something in return, Luan.

Who supplied those guns?

First things first.

Talk to the Investors. I need guarantees.

I'm glad you're listening.

Thinking about all this.

All this is why I fight.

What's going on Elliot?

You were told to hit Mr Shafak on arrival in his car.