The Gold

♪ ♪ NICKI: We can't chase the gold again, sir.

It's only about the money, right from the start.

♪ ♪ JOHN: You buy a timeshare and you live like a king.

You are the only cowboy in town.

But that money will bring others.

BOYCE: Charlie Miller was on the Brink's-Mat job.

MILLER: I gave you my money because I believed you knew what to do with it-- tell me where every penny of my dough is right now.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ LAURETTA: It is the time to talk honestly about Tortola.

This island has become a story of two halves.

There is great wealth.

Our finance industry, liberated by my deregulation, is free to attract investment from around the world.

And free to build houses like this.

(audience chuckling) But, for too many of our people, life is a long way from this.

It is my job as governor to bring those two halves of this island together.

Today, with thanks to our generous host, Mr.

Logan Campbell, we launch a fundraising campaign for a new school in Road Town.

It is an ambitious target.

But ambition is what is needed if the children of this island are to share in the opportunities that have brought so many of you here to Tortola.

(engine revving) ("Somewhere in my Heart" by Aztec Camera blaring) ♪ A vision of love wearing boxing gloves ♪ ♪ And singing hearts and flowers ♪ (faintly): ♪ But somewhere in my heart ♪ ♪ There is a star that shines for you ♪ ♪ Silver splits the blue ♪ ♪ Love will see it through ♪ ♪ Somewhere in my heart there is the will ♪ ♪ To set ♪ (engine and song stop) (birds and insects chirping) (helicopter approaching) (helicopter departing) (suitcases thudding) (phone ringing) Hello?

DOUGLAS (on phone): Logan.

It's Douglas.

Doug, Douglas Baxter.

Dougie.

How did you get this number?

Oh, you gave me a brochure at the reunion.

I'm a little busy right now, Dougie.

(stammers) It's a business call, Logan.

An, an opportunity.

Things are going pretty well my end, too.

So much so, I think we can finally do something really big together, just like we always dreamed of.

(chuckles) Did we?

DOUGLAS: Let me give you some figures that will blow your bloody socks off.

Dougie, I'm, uh, gonna call you back.

DOUGLAS: Well, I wouldn't, I wouldn't dillydally, Logan.

This is a situation of no little urgency.

(line clicks) (dial tone buzzing) Hm.

(clears throat) ♪ ♪ (guests talking softly) Yeah, I think that'll be really good.

Okay.

♪ ♪ (conversations continue) ♪ ♪ We have two jobs.

Find Charlie Miller and the money from his half of the gold and get enough on John Palmer to bring him down.

We're on Miller's money, sir.

He has the contacts to fence the gold, but he'll need help to launder the proceeds.

NICKI: So, we went through his files and we picked out all of his criminal associates who at least pretend not to be criminals.

The ones with businesses.

NICKI: And we ran those business names through Companies House, and every one of them was registered on the Isle of Man.

Which means Miller's criminal associates have someone on the Isle of Man laundering their money.

NICKI: Which means, right about now, we reckon Miller will be knocking on their door.

BOYCE: The Isle of Man is a self-governing crown dependency.

We have no authority there.

I picked up a suspect on the Isle of Man once.

I stuck a blindfold on him, whipped him back in a speedboat in the middle of the night.

How have you still got a job?

I'm as surprised as you are.

The Isle of Man also shelters vast amounts of offshore money.

It's not a place that welcomes scrutiny.

We won't even leave footprints, sir.

Make sure you don't.

Lundy.

Miller.

Yes.

Give me a week.

The intelligence points to Spain.

I've heard he's on the Costa Blanca, sir.

Along with half the crooks from South London.

It's just about finding the chatty ones.

I've requested Bowman back from Flying Squad.

He'll coordinate things here while we're all on our travels.

Where are you off to, then, sir?

I've spent a long time on Brink's-Mat, Jennings, and working with you two has made it feel even longer.

I've booked a holiday.

(door closes) (gulls squawking) Nice flight?

(voice trembling): This wasn't the arrangement.

I'll buy a safe.

I could buy a safe!

I was led to believe you could offer a little more than that.

I can offer a lot more than that and I can clean every penny.

Why's it sitting on a (muted) table?!

What were you doing, Mr.

Miller, when you were eight years old?

A bit of light pickpocketing?

Then home for jellied eels and a knees-up round the old Joanna?

When I was eight years old, I was accepted into Mensa.

I would later resign after an unsavory incident at the AGM, but the point is, I am highly intelligent.

And certainly intelligent enough to consider the combination of South London, Hatton Garden, and a great deal of money seeking safe harbor, and conclude that I have become involved in a rather infamous criminal endeavor.

Or half of it anyway.

You don't have to concern yourself with that.

Oh, but I do.

You see, if this is the partial proceeds of the Brink's-Mat robbery, and let us agree without rigmarole that it is, then the level of discretion required is substantial.

♪ ♪ What's the plan?

I've registered the first batch of companies and funds will be deposited shortly, but we must move at a pace unlikely to attract attention.

I thought the Isle of Man didn't pay these things much attention.

Less than the mainland, certainly, but on the spectrum of tax havens, we are at the conservative end.

And what happened to that world of international finance you talked about?

I tried.

What do you mean, you tried?

(stammers) They'll only get me off this island if I'm in handcuffs or in a box.

(chuckling) So why you're leaving us voluntarily, love, is beyond me.

But then again, I come from the rough end of England, so maybe France is a bit prettier.

Hm.

(chuckles) (chuckles) Good luck to you, Léna.

And thanks for all your graft.

Thank you, John.

Hey, Shirl, will you give them whatever's in petty cash.

Let them see her off in style.

♪ ♪ (Léna chuckles) MAN: Léna, take care.

Thank you.

Aw, I'll miss you, too.

Aw, take care.

(chuckling) (door opens) Señor Palmer.

(door closes) I heard about the British newspaper.

How rich it says you are.

I'm not giving you a raise, son, but I appreciate the effort.

No.

(chuckles) You do not have the money, they say.

Not yet.

But you could.

Oh, yeah?

I know the accounts better than anyone.

Better than Shirley, which is lucky for you.

♪ ♪ What's your game, then?

The business is successful, but it is not honest.

You pay bribes and take more deposits than you have timeshares to sell, but that, that is not interesting to me.

What is interesting to me is that I think you are a clever man who is pretending not to be.

The way that you use Shirley and hide the truth from her, hide the fact that you are laundering money.

But there are better ways to launder money than that.

And I can show you them.

♪ ♪ SHIRLEY: What did he do?

He pitched me some bloody tax dodge.

You see, John?

This is what happens.

(sighs) I know, I know.

If you don't play it by the book, why would anyone else?

You're right, Shirl.

Mm-hmm.

From now on, this place runs completely legit.

Check his bloody pockets, too.

(scoffs) KADENE: Governor?

This is Gabriella Lunez.

Hi.

Nice to meet you.

From the D.E.A.

How long are you visiting?

LUNEZ: It's a permanent posting.

I'll be working at the consulate.

I don't remember being consulted on that.

Well, we don't have to consult you, but I'm here to say hi.

I'm just surprised it's merited.

We are a small island.

We have an epidemic of South American cocaine in Florida, with a lot of the proceeds being laundered in the Caribbean, through small islands like this.

Not this one.

Then I won't be here long.

Let us give you an office here and some support staff.

I'm all set at the consulate, thanks.

Then enjoy your time on Tortola.

It is a special place.

So I've heard.

♪ ♪ (money counter whirring) (counter beeps) So, do the Colombians still use the, uh... (whistles) ...whirlybird for their drops?

I wouldn't know anything about that.

Man, that would be easier.

But my people like the personal touch.

I tell you, Florida to here on a speedboat is not great on the back.

(chuckles) Still... This is helping.

You can leave me to count it.

I'll let you know if there's a problem.

What happens to it now?

Uh, well, this money that your associates made in the construction industry in Florida will be legally banked in a number of countries around the world.

Hm.

You're very careful, Campbell.

Hm.

(bottle taps) That's why I'm a bag man and that's why you're a... Well, whatever it is you are.

Enjoy your time on the island.

(counter whirring) Ah, good morning, JP.

(door closes) Beautiful day.

What happened to "Mr.

Palmer"?

Oh, I'm sorry, Mr.

Palmer.

(chuckling): I'm only joking, son.

(chuckles) ♪ ♪ (birds chirping) (car passing) (seatbelt slides, clicks) (keys jangling) (engine starts) ♪ ♪ (gear shifts) And what's the D.E.A.

's authority here?

LAURETTA (on phone): That depends.

If she sees evidence of a crime punishable in the States, she can pursue it.

So, I would hope that there is nothing to see.

There's nothing to see.

Glad to hear it.

This is not the time to attract attention.

MILLER (faintly): Doesn't look like much.

DOUGLAS: Well, this is the address in the brochure.

♪ ♪ (receiver replaced) Let me do the talking.

(knock at door) ♪ ♪ (people talking in background) ♪ ♪ (brake engages, engine stops) ♪ ♪ And that's when Mr.

Baxter told me about you and this island and what you and this island could do for me and my money.

What a curious decision that was.

It's an opportunity, Logan.

As always, Douglas, what you deem an opportunity falls well below my standards.

In this case, I think we may find a temporary alignment.

Heard you got banged up.

(chuckles) A business deal gone wrong.

I heard you got caught doing coke in a Wimpy.

It was a Berni Inn.

Is that better?

What a lot of people don't appreciate is that Berni Inns are technically restaurants.

I think we're straying from the point a bit here, gentlemen.

No.

He's struck off, you're a crook, and I run a respectable business.

That's very much the point.

What I am, Mr.

Campbell, is an international businessman with an eye for an opportunity and £10 million looking for somewhere to go.

(chuckles) (breathes deeply) I'm afraid I'm running at full capacity with my corporate clients.

And I'd very much like to be one of your corporate clients.

Life doesn't work like that.

Life can work any way you want it to.

Boarding school.

Grammar school.

Borstal.

Life is predestined, gentlemen, and I have work to do.

Then I'll see you tomorrow.

And the day after that.

And the day after that.

Then I hope you enjoy the sunshine.

♪ ♪ (car door opens in distance) (people talking in background) (car door closes) ♪ ♪ (car door closes) ♪ ♪ (people talking, horns honking in background) ♪ ♪ (door opens and closes) ♪ ♪ If you were local police, you'd have a nicer office.

If you were here officially, then you wouldn't be alone.

You're from the mainland?

Madrid.

We are National Police, looking into corruption on Tenerife, which means we are looking into Mr.

Palmer, which means it is nice to meet you, Mr.

Boyce.

You failed to convict him once.

Are you here to try again?

Yes.

We need intelligence from inside his business, and his senior team are all English.

We can't get near him.

Then you keep watching, I'll get near him, and I know where to find you when I do.

(door closes, echoing) (door creaks) (lights buzzing) (exhales softly) So what do you think?

I think that there are no windows.

Well, the thing about windows is that you can see through them.

(exhales) Not so good for keeping secrets.

Secrets like this, Señor Palmer, they are expensive.

What do you want?

I want the people of Tenerife to stop cleaning hotels, washing plates in restaurants, and serving drinks in bars.

I want them to own the hotels.

And the restaurants and the bars.

You know, this island, it makes everybody rich, apart from us.

Maybe this room is where that changes.

How much?

Ten million pesetas.

Five million.

Yes, five million now, and five million when it's done.

(chuckles) How would it work?

Well, I give you a set of, um, how do you say, dummy accounts to give to Shirley, with all the details that she wants.

But here, I create another set.

I will build you a machine, Señor Palmer, through which you can put as much dirty money as you can find and it will come out clean.

It will be easy.

(chuckles) (phone ringing) (inhales) You know, son, what I've found is that... (exhales) ...when people think something's gonna be easy... (phone ringing) ...they can't believe how hard it can get.

(button beeps, ringing stops) Hello.

JERRAN (on phone): Mr.

Palmer, there are some Russians here to see you.

Some what?

We would like to buy your businesses, Mr.

Palmer.

(chuckles) I'm sure you would, but they're not for sale.

We will pay a fair price.

(phone ringing in background) Listen, mate, I've spent a long time building what I've got here.

I'm a long way from finished.

(chuckles) Things are different now.

How's that, then?

We are here.

♪ ♪ Well, then.

I'm sorry you've come all this way for nothing.

♪ ♪ Tomorrow, the price will be lower.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (door closes) You shouldn't have let them in.

Think they are KGB.

(scoffs softly) Yeah, well... Doesn't matter who you are before you come to this island.

It's who you are here that matters.

And if you can't do your job... ...then I'll find someone else who can.

♪ ♪ (birds chirping, insects buzzing) You okay?

Just tired.

Must be exhausting, sitting behind your desk.

(chuckles) Moving money around the world.

You know, it's harder than you think.

And some of the money stays right here.

I wanted to talk to you about that.

About the school.

It's going to take years to raise the funds.

That's another generation of kids sitting in huts.

So, why don't you pay for it?

The whole thing?

Well, at least enough to get construction started.

Jesus (muted), where does it end?

What?

It's the donations, sponsorships, campaign contributions-- you know, I've done a lot for this island.

This island has done a lot for you.

Hosting Lauretta's endless bloody fundraisers.

You and Lauretta are a two-way street.

What's that mean?

I mean, having the governor in your corner helps bring in the corporate clients that buys you all this.

Us.

My clients buy us all of this.

None of this is mine, Logan.

You know that.

Aren't you a lawyer?

♪ ♪ Charity should involve sacrifice.

Otherwise, it is something else.

Please excuse me.

I have a meeting.

(wind blowing, music playing) Campbell, this is an honor.

Need you to do me a favor.

(music continues) In my world, favors don't come for free.

(people talking in background) I know.

(music playing in background) I must say, I find the people of Tortola absolutely entrancing.

You have the most wonderful joie de vivre.

It's refreshing, frankly.

You've no idea of the inherent misery of the English.

I don't know if either of you have ever been to the Isle of Man, for example, a place which almost seems to revel in its bleakness with a sort of Dickensian devotion to despair.

(sighs) (people talking in background) A gift from Campbell.

A farewell gift.

(music continues) (exhales) Or?

(inhales) Or... ...we have another type of conversation.

(music continues) With less talking.

You know, son, I don't drink with villains anymore.

But for you, I'll make an exception.

'Cause I've spent a lot of time alone and a lot of time with that twat, and neither are much fun.

You're interesting, because you're a villain who knows Campbell.

And you're a villain who hasn't been caught.

How do you know I haven't been caught?

That cigarette was only half done.

It don't matter if you're as rich as they come.

If you've done time, you don't ever treat tobacco like that.

(music continues) (exhales) So let's drink Mr.

Campbell's beer, you tell me what you've not been caught for, and let's see if we haven't got more in common than we think.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ IVAN: Do you read the newspapers, Mr.

Palmer?

JOHN: Not really.

In the newspapers, they say things are happening in my country.

What they don't know is that those things have already happened.

The Cold War is over.

Wasn't something I paid much attention to, to be fair.

Now you should.

The Soviet Union will collapse.

And for those who are quick, there are opportunities.

I thought you lot were, uh, dirt-poor-- no offense, like.

(chuckles) Ah, the people are poor because the state is rich, and the state cannot give that money to the people, or they will know we had it all along.

So, the money must find an escape.

So who are you, then, in all of that?

I'm a scout.

Looking for somewhere for a lot of money to go.

Well, I know a little about that.

I know.

Because I do read the newspapers.

About Brink's-Mat.

About Goldfinger.

I need your business, Mr.

Palmer.

It is the biggest on the island.

The best place for our money to hide.

You're wrong.

You don't need my business.

And buying it will give you attention you don't need.

Give me your money.

♪ ♪ I'll clean it, take a fair cut, and give it back.

And the newspapers can write about me all day long.

♪ ♪ They won't ever know about you.

♪ ♪ (chuckles) You're gonna clean my money, then give it to him, starting with one-and-a-half million.

I'll pay it back double in a couple of weeks.

Take a cut for yourself and your pal here, send the profits somewhere safe, then we go again.

You see, I'm still learning about money.

But what I do know is, money like this should be put to work.

That's what this is.

An investment strategy.

Investment strategy is a rather... (inhales) ...grandiose term for running drugs into Florida.

ERRICO: Tell me something, Campbell.

All that money I bring you, that the Colombians bring to you, where do you think it comes from?

Construction.

(Miller laughs) Does a lot of construction money fall out of the sky?

No, no, no.

You see, there's a system.

About how much I, I know.

And this is not the system.

(inhales) I don't want to be a bag man anymore.

(exhales) Are you part of this, um, insanity, Douglas?

The returns are hard to ignore, Logan.

They are hard to ignore.

That's that, then.

It's a good meeting.

Huh.

Oh, um... Thanks for the intro.

Do you ever hear from Sarah?

The old gang?

I live here so that I don't have to see the old gang.

Do you know what I think about, Logan, when I think of you?

The Roller.

You fly over for the reunion, then it's what, two hours from Heathrow to Cambridge, and you hire a Roller.

A '72 Silver Shadow, no less, for a two-hour drive.

(inhales) But it wasn't about the journey, was it?

It was about the arrival.

Nice Rolex.

(chuckling): Oh, I'm a scholarship kid with rejection issues and lifestyle choices that have crippled my self-confidence.

I need as much armor as I can afford.

But you?

The golden boy of Cambridge?

♪ ♪ Why did you need the Roller, Logan?

Good luck, Dougie.

Good luck, Logan.

♪ ♪ (exhales) He wants to start with a million dollars a week, then he'll double it when he sees it's working.

(scoffs) We, we are not ready.

This is the whole point, isn't it?

Of this machine you're building.

Only if we are in control of the machine.

Oh, I'm in control.

Anyway, I've got a plane waiting.

You've got work to do.

(stammering) Oye, where are you going, Señor Palmer?

(inhales) To hold on to what's mine.

(breathes deeply) (door opens) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ Good afternoon, I'm dropping off a timeshare deposit to your accounts department.

I can take that for you, sir.

(chuckles) This is my life savings.

I'd, I'd like to deliver it myself.

If you could, just give me a name for someone in accounts and point me in the right direction.

(phones ringing, people talking in background) (keyboards clacking, conversations continue) ♪ ♪ JERREN: Can I help you?

No, thanks, I've got what I need.

♪ ♪ (sighs) I was thinking about the school and how you should name it after your mother.

Mothers, they're, they're important.

They should be remembered.

You'll pay for the school?

I'll pay for the school.

Why?

The money that passes through this island should do some good along the way.

Every time I think I know you a little more, I realize that I know you a little less.

No, you know me better than anyone.

I don't think that's saying much.

♪ ♪ I remember the first time that I met you, um, with Lauretta.

I couldn't stop looking at you.

Really?

I can't say I noticed you.

Ah.

Yet here you are.

For now.

Now's good.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (brakes squeak) (hand brake engages) (engine stops) (blows through lips) (softly): Right.

(clears throat) ♪ ♪ (sighs) ♪ ♪ (ringing) Task Force.

LUNDY (on phone): Hello, Bowman.

I thought you'd be in the pub by now, with the guvnor away.

What do you want, Lundy?

Go to the Coach and Horses in Greek Street in half-an-hour.

A bloke will give you something for me.

Call me when you got it-- and don't tell Boyce.

(receiver replaced) What a joke.

(gulls calling, traffic passing) A cooked breakfast needs to follow some basic rules, Nic, or the whole thing collapses.

I can't hear this again.

Look, a tattie scone should be served in addition to a black pudding.

The idea that it's some sort of replacement's frankly illogical.

Tone.

JOHNSTON: Two rooms.

Booked by the Met Police.

If it's a honeymoon, it isn't very romantic.

It ain't a honeymoon, I can tell you that for free.

Seconded.

Then what are you doing here?

NICKI: We're not making any arrests, we're not interviewing under caution, so you can't stop us.

JOHNSTON: This is a small island.

And the people that live here make it even smaller.

I've had three phone calls to say that you're here, and two about the scene you caused at breakfast.

It wasn't a scene.

(exhales) We're not telling you what we're doing just so you can get on your phone and tell whoever you answer to round here.

You know, I worked the beat in Glasgow for 20 years.

Took this job for the quiet life.

Turns out I hate the quiet life.

I'm three ranks above you, I'm bored out my skull, and I answer to the (muted) queen.

So tell me why you're here.

(breathes) We're on the Brink's-Mat Task Force.

Christ.

Is that still going?

Mm.

NICKI: We think some of the money's being laundered here.

And we're here to ask some questions.

(sighs) (drawer opens) There are around a hundred financial advisers on the Isle of Man.

And outside every office is a board where they are required to post the names of the companies registered through their office.

Look at the size of the offices, look at the size of the boards... (scribbling) ...and that's the Isle of Man all over.

What's this?

JOHNSTON: You're now temporary special constables of the Isle of Man Police Force.

Which means?

(muted) all.

But it'll stop them phoning me.

(people talking in background) (phone ringing) That's for me.

(clears throat) Lundy.

Don't do that again.

Uh... You know, sir, usually a South London villain with a, with a few quid in his pocket, he comes over here, he spends his time falling out of pubs and shooting his mouth off, but... ...Miller's as careful as they come.

I've been here a week and I've got nothing.

I needed some help to narrow things down.

Help from whom?

(Lundy chuckles) Oh, I don't think you want to know that, sir.

Lundy, do you understand the basic concept of a chain of command?

I know a bloke in the telephone business who doesn't have much time for villains, but he does have a list of all the phone calls made in the last month from the Isle of Man to the Costa Blanca.

Which I need Bowman to fax to my hotel.

So I can start knocking on doors.

It's a bad line, Lundy.

I'm afraid I didn't catch any of that.

Thank you, sir.

("Ceremony" by New Order playing) (knocking) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (doorbell rings) ♪ ♪ (intercom buzzes) ♪ ♪ (giggles) (sighs) You're gonna have to tell me where we're going soon.

No.

We're getting lower.

I told you, it's a surprise.

(laughs) Two more?

Absolutely.

You and your bloody surprises.

I didn't know what to wear.

Yeah, well, you scrubbed up not too bad.

Oh, this is going right to my head.

Mm-mm.

How about this, then, eh?

Mm.

You know this thing can, uh, get us to the Bahamas for Christmas.

(chuckles) We have Christmas at home, John.

I'm just saying.

You know, who would have thought we'd ever have our own plane?

Be able to go anywhere we want.

Be anyone we want.

I don't want to be anyone else, John.

No, I just want us to have a nice life.

And a safe life.

Together.

Oh, yeah?

Mm.

And if that nice, safe life comes with champagne at 30,000 feet?

(giggles) Yeah, well, I can live with that.

(laughs) Well, that's good, it's lucky.

Mm.

'Cause this is just the start of it.

(breathes deeply) Where are we going, John?

♪ ♪ We're going somewhere good.

Somewhere better.

♪ ♪ Mm.

(gulls squawking) I thought it would be better hidden, what places like this do with money.

But it's not, it's bold as brass.

It's legal, Nic.

Otherwise, they'd have to answer our questions.

Yeah, well, someone on this island knows where Miller is, and where his money is.

And I ain't leaving till we find them.

We'll find them when Miller makes a mistake.

And he will.

(grunts) I mean, before this, all Miller did was bounce between South London and the Scrubs.

This isn't his world, no matter how much he wants it to be.

Sooner or later, he'll come unstuck.

I just hope it's sooner.

I don't know how much more of this place I can take.

That's it, Tone.

What is?

It's South London.

It's always bloody South London.

♪ ♪ (Marnie and Véronique laughing and talking indistinctly) MARNIE: Wow.

(gasps) I can't believe you remembered.

1972 Olympics.

Some bird with red hair got a perfect round, and I said, "She must have put in the graft," and you said it was the, uh, the horse that won it.

It's some, um... It was a French type, uh, best in the world, you said.

Selle français.

Yeah.

And I sat in our (muted) little flat.

(giggles) And I told you one day I'd buy you one.

Well, they'll not sell you one.

No.

They train them together, the French.

Yeah.

You know, they're a family, and you don't split up a family.

Yeah, you're right.

Which is why I bought all bloody six of them.

(horse snuffles) You didn't!

They'll train them here, and then they'll send them to... (breath trembles) ...any tournament, or whatever you call it, anywhere in the world.

And you can take the plane and you can come see them when you want.

I'll drop in when I can-- I'll be flying right over.

(cries) (grunts) (gasps) Mm.

Oh, I can't believe this.

(gasps) You deserve it.

With everything you do, and everything I don't.

VÉRONIQUE: Madame.

Would you like to ride?

Can I?

Of course, ouais.

They're yours.

Now, you have fun, love.

And take your time.

I'm going to, uh, have a little wander about.

Oh.

♪ ♪ You're a good man, John.

♪ ♪ Ain't you supposed to be a detective?

You're milking it, pal.

Just tell me.

Silwood, Hawkstone, Silverlock, St.

Mary's.

(gulls squawking) They're all South London council estates.

That's Miller's money, and this bloke has it.

And he ain't at work.

It's a small island.

(sniffs) There can't be many Douglas Baxters in the phone book.

♪ ♪ Come on, then, mate, let me get you a proper drink.

We got all the British beers, if you want a taste of home.

No, I'll just, just another lemonade, please.

(sighs) Dear, oh, dear.

I won't be getting rich off the likes of you, will I?

♪ ♪ (sighs, knocks) ♪ ♪ (siren blaring in distance) Thanks for seeing me.

You left Tenerife a little quick, Léna.

I didn't get to say some things.

John... Look... It was my fault.

Things got, things got out of hand.

Too much partying.

And I should know better-- I'm older.

I'm the boss.

That's not true.

And that is not what it was.

It was more than just that.

It's cruel to tell me that it was just that.

You're right.

You're right, I'm sorry.

It was more than that.

(inhales) Yeah.

(clears throat) And look... Anything you need, anytime, I'll sort you out.

There's no limit on that.

But what happened can't happen again.

It's not right.

It was, uh... (chuckles) I don't know.

That island... ...does things to you.

Well, it does things to me, anyway.

I'm pregnant.

♪ ♪ And I'm a Catholic.

So, I'm pregnant.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (exhales) ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ (phone ringing) (phone continues) Well?

She's got a record, sir.

Glad to hear it.

HARRY: Took a bit of digging, but I think you'll like what I found.

(knocking) Go on, then.

No.

Oh, behave.

Nic, we are recently sworn in as special constables of the Isle of Man Police Force, which is a position we should treat with the utmost respect... (lock clicks) Oh, for (muted) sake.

Hurry up.

(dog barking in distance) (footsteps descending) (breathing heavily) If he's got Miller's money, then he's hiding it well.

♪ ♪ (inhales) Not that well.

(clears throat) ♪ ♪ (sniffs) Good evening.

(people talking in background) No thanks, love.

You're on holiday.

Bit of sun, bit of booze.

Now you're looking for a bit of the other.

(chuckles) No, thanks.

There is something about islands, is there not?

Yeah, there is.

They feel safe.

Remote.

(sighs) Forgotten-- hidden.

A place where consequences do not apply to what we do now and to what we did before.

The period between being convicted of a crime and being sentenced for that crime is a difficult place to be.

(exhales) If you're held on remand, it's simple enough, but if you're out on bail, it's more complicated.

Do you stay and take your punishment or do you run?

Those that run make the wrong calculation.

They look at what they're facing-- a year, two years, three, in your case, and they think, "I can't do three years.

"I don't have it in me.

"I'm just an accountant from Lewisham who embezzled a bit of money."

So they run.

They find an escape.

An island.

But, over time, they realize their mistake.

They've swapped three years for a life sentence.

And they're trapped.

And whatever that island turns them into, and whatever that island makes them do to survive, that's who they have to be.

Forever.

You ain't on holiday.

No.

And neither are you.

You're just another lost soul hiding on an island, looking for refuge.

And instead, you found me.

And?

Who are you, then?

You know who I am, you know who I want, and you know it's not you.

♪ ♪ So now there is just me, you, and John Palmer on an island.

And there is something about islands.

♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ ♪ JOHN: From Russia with love.

This is crazy.

No, this is $10 million.

ERRICO: These islands, they hold secrets.

Better than you realize.

Can I trust you?

LUNDY: If he gets away now, he's got the money to stay gone forever!

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