Hyena

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Yeah?

Okay.

So there's a Paki, flashing...

Driving fast, we seen him.

Seen this Paki he's giving it all...

That f***ing...

So I pull him up and

Kirby's f***ing smacking...

He's gone out to the woods. He said

drive around, we f***ing drove around.

Sat there for about an hour and a half.

Oh, f***ing hell.

Kirby's is coming out, f***ing

claret shirt. All over.

"So what's up with you?"

He said it was the oddest f***ing

mug he's had a gypsy fight with...

It was a f***ing

an hour five minutes...

At least, in flip-flops. F***,

he could drive. MAN: Ow!

He said he's f***ing done

and bust him up.

He says, "I've, uh,

handcuffed him.

"To a tree."

Brought him back.

Two or three hours later.

F***ing pitch dark. Only got them

little torches they used to give you.

F***ing not a sign,

"Should we shout at him?"

"What should we shout?"

"Just shout 'Paki!'"

F***ing nothing.

Nah. He doesn't

answer to "Paki!"

So, I go, "F*** you." It's like 2:00 now,

we should have been off shift at 1:00.

So let's f***ing turn it in.

And he said, "Thing is, they

all look the same, don't they?"

What, Pakis?

No, trees.

Psst, Jim!

Ah, you scared me. You f***er.

So...

How's it coming along?

All, good, yeah.

Cuts right across the Balkans.

The old Afghan war route. We're

gonna need some more money, though.

Excuse me?

That's 100 grand

you've got of me, you c*nt.

I'm not a bank, you know.

You're gonna make so much

more back, you know that?

Should be up and running as early as next

week, you're not gonna be complaining then.

Well, I hope it's safe.

What does it look like to you?

Jim, I haven't got a clue.

Worm. Turkish worm.

Yeah?

Solucan.

Solucan?

How do you like that?

I think you should make sure

your Uncle Akif doesn't find out.

Or you'll put him out

of business.

He doesn't know, don't worry.

I'm more worried

about your people.

They know nothing. Fewer people

know about this, the better.

Good.

Okay?

Yeah.

We're all in the same boat.

F***.

Sh*t.

Jim, I can't be seen here!

Party's over, everyone. You get

the f*** out of my house, please.

Get the f*** out!

Move!

Thank you very much.

Hey.

Oh, I don't need this right now.

F*** off then.

Hey, Keith?

What's happened?

I'm very sorry for your loss.

If there's anything I can do.

You could surely investigate.

I know how it works.

Another ethnic killing.

Who cares? Right?

I know.

I'll try.

Whatever Jim was doing, he

didn't deserve to be butchered.

We think it could have

been two Albanian brothers.

They're called the Kabashis.

What are you gonna do?

No idea.

Hello, Mike.

Do we know any Kabashis?

No.

Albanians?

This something to do with

that killing this afternoon?

I want you to get all

the intel you can get, ASAP.

F***ing antsy.

Stinks, doesn't it? Smells like

sh*t, all right, give it a rest.

So what's the skedge?

We need to keep evolving

if we're gonna stay on top.

How's this evolving, love?

F***ing wogs, aren't they?

These ain't wogs, Keith. These

are a new breed of criminal.

Detective Sergeant Logan.

He's big'un, ain't he, Keith?

Want some pulling down,

that one.

What do you want?

Turk by the name of Jim Dikman

was murdered yesterday.

We're not here to investigate

that, so you can relax.

But I do think we need to talk.

About what?

If you scratch my back,

I'll scratch yours.

The same way I did for

Akif Dikman over the years.

What are you saying exactly?

What happened to Jim

is not how it's done here.

If people want to take over,

they're gonna have to work with me.

Do you understand me?

We will come to an arrangement.

Call that number on the top.

You wanna ease up

on the jokes, big fella?

Hey, no bollocks?

He's laughing.

Good day, gents.

But you don't...

Right, you don't...

You wouldn't suffer a c*nt,

like you don't treat

someone like a c*nt.

You know. Like, you won't,

like, put up with a c*nt.

You won't suffer a c*nt gladly.

Marty, Marty!

Marty! Marty!

You don't suffer a c*nt.

Marty!

You don't treat...

- Shut up!

- Oi, hang on.

Shut up, Keith!

Do that trumpet thing.

No! No way.

Do that trumpet thing

and then that's it.

And then you be quiet.

I'll make sure he's quiet.

One trumpet! Listen, listen.

One trumpet. I don't even

know what he's saying.

One trumpet...

It's Chris, innit? I don't even

know what he's talking about.

It's f***ing Chris

that does the trumpet.

The trumpet.

It's more like an elephant.

Hello, Michael.

How's the drug squad

treating you?

You just moved to the top

of that pile, Logan.

He f***ing hates me.

You'd think that policemen like

Michael Logan wouldn't exist.

They exist because

they're good at their job.

They do good work and

they become untouchable.

But this isn't the '80s.

If we don't stop

scum like that now,

we'll end up working for them.

Why's Nick Taylor

from the PSD sniffing around?

Our arrest rates are high.

Why don't they look

at other departments?

Corruption is something else. I

see there's another Turk dead.

Did you know him?

Yeah. It was two bob.

What have MIT got so far?

They're looking into it

maybe being a suicide.

Suicide?

I heard he was chopped up.

But if he cut himself into

pieces, what is he, a magician?

Maybe it is your Turk,

Akif, then.

What, his own family?

What you talking about?

It's all getting a little

messy, this lot, Michael.

I'm worried about

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