Top Boy (2011–…): Season 3, Episode 7 - The Squeeze - full transcript

Hey, listen, I'm gonna show you
how to do it, yeah?

Look, make sure you're focussin',

'cause I'm only gonna teach you this once,
all right?

-Right, remember what I said, yeah?
-Mm-hmm.

Along the back.

-Along the side.
-Mm-hmm.

Jamie and his mandem
have gotta be out here somewhere, bruv.

Mm-hmm.
And them man just ghosting. Hear me?

Who's that?

Slow down.

I don't know him, bruv.



- That's what's-his-name, innit?
- Don't care about names.

-Is he with them man?
-Yes, blud.

He's one of them Fields youts.

Come on, man, let's bun this yout.

Nah, nah, nah.
He ain't with the mandem.

He plays football, innit?

Nah, leave him.

Say no more, bro.
I'll be down in five minutes.

Yo, Aaron, hurry up and finish your shit.
I need to chat to you.

Hi.

Oh, sorry.

Aaron, kitchen, now.

-Aaron!

What's up with you?



Nothing.

-What?
-Bruv, sit down. You too.

Have I done something wrong?

No.

I just gotta go away for a bit.

Where?

Listen, don't worry where.
Just know I'mma be back soon.

There's a couple of rules
I need youse two to follow.

One: no one else except youse two
is allowed in this house.

-Not even Abby.
-What?

You heard what I said.
And you're not allowed to go to hers.

-Why not?
-'Cause you have to be back at night

-for Stefan.
-This is stupid, man.

Rule number two: when you go out,
you keep yourselves to yourselves.

If anyone you don't know asks you
to go somewhere, you say no.

That means you go straight to school,
and then back home again.

Same for you. Uni, yard. Uni, then yard.

You got that?

What about food?

Here. If you run out, just text me.

Let me ask you a question.

Go on.

-What's this about?
-You ain't gotta worry what's it about.

Well, I kinda do.

Because it's affecting me
in a big, big way.

Stef, go to your room.

-Bruv, what's wrong with you?
-What?

Why you always tryin' to make problems for
in front of Stef?

I'm not tryin' to make problems,
I just wanna know what's goin' on.

I already told you,
you don't need to know.

I'm not stupid, bruv.

I know what you do.

-No, you don't.
-I know.

-No, Aaron, you don't.
-Jamie, man.

I'mma get goin', yeah?

All right.

-Listen to me.

You're going to follow them rules.

And you're gonna look out for Stefan.

Do you understand?

- Jamie.
-Yo.

-How long will you be away for?
-I told you, I'm just goin' for a while.

A short while or a long while?

You'll see when I come home.

Is something bad gonna happen?

Listen, Stef.

Nothin' bad's ever gonna happen to you
while I'm around.

I never let you down before, have I?

Have I?

So I'm gonna do my job and you do yours.

Make sure you do your homework.

Share the cooking and cleaning
with Aaron, yeah?

And use the toilet brush, fam.

I don't wanna see no skid marks
when I come home.

I'mma be home soon.

Everything's gonna be back to normal,
trust me.

Be careful, bruv.

Come on, man.

Just make sure you two
look after each other, yeah?

All right.

Fam.

I promised my mum and dad
I would never leave them, you know.

Bruv, I couldn't even tell Stef
when I'd be back home, bro.

Look, I hear you, fam,
but it won't be for long.

Bruv, you're staying at mine, fam,
you're good.

Bruv, look, trust me,
this is gonna get sorted, blud.

And in the meantime,
Stef and Aaron will be okay.

-Yeah?
-Yeah, just say nothin'.

I'mma go chat to Ruben quick, innit?

What you sayin', man?

Were they working, yeah?

Open the app I put on your phone.

What do you see?

See, the app works remotely.

Rewired the live feeds to your phone.

You can scrub back through 'em
up to 72 hours.

So anyone who goes in or out,
you'll see 'em.

Cool.

But you know what,
I'm gonna need some more straps and cars.

Most of my stock's out on hire.

Were you hiring out to Summerhouse?

That's sensitive commercial information.

-So is that a yes?
-It's not a yes and it's not a no.

You wouldn't want anyone
finding out about this, would you?

And they won't,
'cause I don't take sides.

Ever.

Customer's a customer.

Aight, then.

Well, my guy Kit's gonna be over
at your place later to hire some stuff.

Cool.

Cool.

Hi.

Hi.

Your mum, she...

she told me about Donovan.

I'm so sorry.

Is she in?

She's in there.

Thanks.

Mum.

Mum.

I'm so sorry.

Mum, come on, say something.

People said so many bad things about you
over the years.

I've always told them,
'You don't know my Dushane.

He's a good boy'.

I always chose to ignore the things
that people said about you.

But this...

I can't ignore.

-Mum, listen to me.
-My nephew...

That boy...

that poor, sweet boy is dead.

He never did harm to anyone.

And I know...

I know that somehow you're responsible.

I'm so ashamed.

I'm so, so, so ashamed.

It's time for you to leave, Dushane.

Yo, LeBron.

So are you ready to earn some Ps, yeah?

This ain't no small-time shit,
though, fam.

Aight? It's an important job.

I can do it. For real.

I wanna be a shotta.

Listen, the roads are too hot right now.

Aight? So you and all the youngers
are going country.

-What?
-You're going country.

You understand what I'm sayin'?
You can't move nothin' on these roads.

Aight? So we gotta move it
in other places.

Bournemouth, Birmingham, Leeds.
You're goin' Manchester.

You know where it is?

Aight, listen, you go to Euston station,
take the train to Manchester.

You gotta catch the 10:20 one, yeah?

-Is someone coming with me?
-Like who, bruv?

Like one of the youngers.

Nah, fam, listen, they've all got
their own jobs to be doin'. Aight?

If you wanna bring someone with you,
then that's up to you, innit?

But it better be somebody you trust,
you feel me?

Aight, now, listen, when I give you
this bag, it's your responsibility.

You ain't gonna let it out your sight
and you ain't gonna look in it,

not even once.
You hear what I'm sayin' to you?

-All right.
-Nah, fam.

I wanna hear you say it.

I won't look inside.

Aight, cool.

Now, listen, when you come out
of Manchester station,

you're gonna see a car
with this licence plate, yeah?

I want you to give him that bag,
and only him.

He's gonna give you somethin',

and you need to bring that
straight back here to me.

Keep your head down
and don't talk to no one, all right?

Now, listen,
if you do all of that right...

I'll have five bills ready for you
for when you get back, all right?

Yeah, what's five bills again?

Five hundred pound, bruv.

Come on, now, I told you
I was gonna get your money up. All right?

-In a bit.
-Bless.

Stef.

Where you been, bruv?

They gave me a job, bro.

- Fam, no way.
-This ting's gonna earn me serious Ps.

Gonna be enough to help my mum
so she can pay the rent.

But I don't think I can do it on my ones.

They said I could take a friend.

No way, bruv.

-Bro.
-No!

Man, listen to me.
If I don't come up with the Ps,

the council are gonna put us
in some hostel,

where the homeless people sleep,
way out of London.

I'm the only one that can fix this,
but I need your help.

Please, fam.

Please.

Cheer up, man. We're off to Manchester.

-Excuse me, this is a quiet carriage.

-Well, shut the fuck up then.

Yo, J.

You want mushrooms?

Yeah. Go on.

Mm-hmm.

Move this, my bro.

Fam, do you eat this shit every day?

Allow it, man.

What d'you wanna do about Leyton, fam?

That yout's had
more than enough chances, man.

So what you sayin'?

Only one thing
that Leyton understands, innit?

All right, say nothin'.

This is nice.

Mm-hmm.

I'm assuming you have something for me.

So, what, is this another one
of your projects?

Mm-hmm. First of five units.

We exchanged on this one last week.

-It's all there.
-Good.

So what?

Strictly business, yeah?

You was telling me about your brother,

the one who got kneecapped.

How does that work again?

Well, it depends on your objective.

Do you wanna cripple someone
or just teach them a lesson?

Second one.

Then what you have to do is this.

First, you have to get him
to take off his trousers.

-What?
-Mm.

It's for his own good.

You get fabric fibres into the wound,
and then he ends up with an infection.

Then you take your gun,
small calibre pistol,

nothin' too punchy,
and you put the barrel here,

into the fleshy part of the thigh,
away from the bone,

and you don't wanna nick an artery.

One clean shot, straight through.

I mean, he'll feel it all right,

but it won't do any permanent damage.

Hardly worth a trip to the hospital.

Who's the lucky guy?

The what?

Who's gettin' shot?

Just asking for a friend.

But, yeah, the money's all there.

I'll be back next week
with the next payment.

Just tell me where, innit?

Where the fuck are you goin'?

Yeah.

Oh, shit.

You're bad still.

Let's order some food or somethin'.

Where are you goin'?

Let go.

So you want this,
but it's gotta be all on your terms,

-is that what you're telling me?
-I told you what I want.

All I'm sayin' is
you ain't always gotta be in a rush.

You work hard, I work hard.

You need some balance in your life.

You even said it yourself,
you gotta have some fun.

I just did.

Thank you.

You feeling guilty or somethin'?

'Cause I'm struggling to understand,
like, what the problem is here?

Why can't we just chill for an hour?

I'm not your girlfriend, Jamie.

Then why are you acting like
Jeffrey ain't gettin' his too?

We're not having that conversation.

Fine.

Look.

You're good at two things, Jamie.

Selling drugs

and this.

So why don't you just stick
to what you're good at?

Hmm?

And we'll get on fine.

You need to get dressed.

I'll call you when the next shipment's in.

Fam, let's just go home.

You go if you wanna, but I can't.

Jamie will go nuts
if he finds out what we're doin'.

Jamie ain't one to talk.

Trust me.

What d'you mean by that?

Fuckin' hell, man.

Yo.

Um...

Jaq sent us.

I think we're supposed to get
somethin' back.

Get in.

What? Didn't you hear what I said?

Ats!

Ats, what are we doin'?

Get out of the car, man.

-The fuck you lookin' at?
- Ah, who's this?

-What? Are you the man?
- Hiya!

Oh, what d'you mean, 'Hiya'?
You mad?

Stand over there.

Danny!

All that, yeah.

Get up.

Get up!

You two are soft as fuck,
aren't ya?

Fuckin' soft London cunts.

The fuck are they thinking sendin' youse?

-Jaq said we're supposed to get some--
-You giving me orders, my yout?

Are ya?

No.

Maybe I don't give you fuck all.
What about that?

Maybe you two little fuckers
don't ever make it back to London,

and I tell Jaq
you must've ran off with her Ps.

Fuckin' hell, lad, calm down.
I'm only messin' with ya.

It's that bag.

You know where you're taking this?

Yo, did you hear what I said?

Yeah.

Yes.

Do you know how important this is?

What will happen to you,
to the pair of you, if you lose it?

If you even fuckin' look inside?

Come on.

What do you think's in it?

Dunno.
It's lighter than what the other one was.

-Money.
-Maybe.

You really gonna have
to move out of London, bruv?

That's what my mum says.

Council won't let us stay in our flat
'less we pay.

That's so unfair, man.

-What about your dad?
-What about him?

Couldn't your mum tell him
what's goin' on?

Ask him to help or something?

Nah, bruv. My dad's a wasteman.

He ain't ever helped before.
I don't even know where he is right now.

It's just me and my mum.

I don't need no one else.
I'm gonna make things right.

Five hundred notes, fam.

I know. Couple more jobs like this,
we'll defs have enough.

Haze wants to meet tonight, bro.

Yeah? All right, good.

But listen.

I gotta put my hand on somethin' first.

Bro, I'm gonna need you
at that meeting tonight, you know.

Yeah, I know, and I'll be there.

Bro, everything all right over there?

Just be there tonight.

- Come on, get out of here.
- Yo.

You got anything for me?

It's light, fam.

That's it, fam.

Get back to work, man.

Yo.

Roll out.

Let's go.

Fam, what you're telling me
makes no sense, G.

Why would I want Jamie gone?

Food's good, system's good,
and we're all makin' bread.

You didn't listen
to a fuckin' word I said, did you, G?

Jamie's a pussyhole.
He ain't gonna win no fuckin' war.

He had no problem
dealing with the Turks...

or Cam.

Listen, all the man was there
when we fucked up Cam.

Jamie barely even touched him.

And who to say
who fucked up the Turks, bruv?

It coulda been anyone.

The leadership of the mandem,
yeah,

is gonna be changing hands
real fuckin' soon. Get me?

Yo, Jamie. Where are you?

This looks like a peashooter, fam.

So what? Is this it, though?

Everything he had left, yeah.

So what d'you wanna do
about Leyton, fam?

Give him one of these in his head.
It's what he deserves.

Bruv, are you sure it was Leyton?

Like I wouldn't recognise Leyton?

He was there in front of me,
with Cornell.

Now, you know Leyton weren't talkin'
to Cornell about the weather. You feel me?

Fuck it. Call Leyton.

-All right.
-When he shows up, I'm gonna use this.

Blud, that ain't gonna put him down.

Man not tryin' to kill him.
I'm just tryin' to kneecap him.

Blud, some of the youngers said
they just seen Sully.

-Have they got eyes on him right now?
-Blud, he's out in the open now, bro.

Fuckin' what.

You're gonna have to shoot Leyton for me.

All right, listen.

Make sure it's behind the knee,
away from the bone

and in the fleshy part.

Right there.

And make sure you take his trousers down.
You don't wanna get fabric in the wound.

And when you've done that,

tell him the next one's gonna be
to his fuckin' head.

Can you do that?

Yeah, I got this.

Yo, make sure Leyton
gets that message, innit?

You wanna race me?

-No, man.
-Oh, you got shook.

-You got shook, innit?
-You're excited.

So?

Got to get this money from Jaq,

then get back to me mum.

Are you laughing?
That's what the people in Manchester say.

-Hey, that accent's bare funny, fam.
-You know, funny accents like that.

Aight, everything's calm,
'cause Aaron thinks I'm at yours.

You know?

Well done, bro.

Hey, hold up, bro. Desperate for a piss.

- Get off! Get off me, man!
- Hey, whoa!

Get off!

- Ay, fuckin' leave him, man!

Ay, dickhead! Come back here!

Wasteman!

- What's your name again?
-S-Stef.

And what happened?

We went like you told us to.
We met the guy, he gave us the bag.

-We came straight back.
-...after he pissed on the wall.

So what happened to the bag, then?
Where is it?

Go on! Speak up, then!

So this guy come out of nowhere.

He grabbed the bag.

-We tried to stop him, serious.
- He pushed me against the wall.

But he just grabbed it and ran off.

Which one of youse two
was holding the bag, then?

Me.

I was the one holding the bag.

So what does this guy look like?

I don't know.

I didn't see his face.

He was wearing some sort of...
a hood thingy.

And it was dark.

-So you twos lost our Ps, yeah?
-But it wasn't our--

I don't wanna hear
no fuckin' excuses, man!

Fuck!

All right, listen. Youse two,
you ain't gonna say shit to no one.

You hear what I'm sayin' to you, bruv?

You ain't gonna say nothin'
to your friends.

Nothin' to your family. No one at school.

Youse two are gonna have to
make shit right.

Do you understand
what I'm sayin' to you, bruv?

Are you hearin' me?

-Are you fuckin' listening, blud?

Get out!

Get the fuck out!

I feel sorry for them, you know.

Nah, man.

Don't worry about that.

You lot did good.

Tell your boy Craig I owe him one, yeah?

-So what are you gonna do with them?
-I don't even know.

But having Jamie's little brother in
our back pocket ain't gonna hurt, is it?

They ain't gonna say nothin' to Jamie,
are they?

Listen, they ain't sayin' shit to no one.

Furthermore, same goes for you two, yeah?

No one hears about this.

All right, I'm gone.

Hey, Jaq.

What you want me to do with this?

I can't believe
they didn't see it was you.

Where have you been?

Jamie's gonna go mad if he finds out
you've been out this late, man.

Whoa.

What's the matter?

Nothin'.

Tell me what's goin' on, Stef, man.

Please don't tell Jamie.

Please.

All right.

But just this once.

Aaron?

Yeah?

What does Jamie do?

For a job?

Why are you asking me that?

Is it illegal?

No.

Jamie don't do nothin' like that.

All right?

Get some sleep, yeah?

We've been looking for
these pussyhole youts all day, yeah?

And we ain't found nobody.

-Let's just call it a day, man.
-Call it...

Call it a what?

But we ain't fuckin' done shit.

These fuckin'...

We ain't goin' home.

Why don't you listen
to anything Jamie tells you?

What are you talkin' about?
Fuck Jamie.

Who was you talkin' to, Leyton?

Ay, fuck that.

Oh, you'd speak up, brother.

I wasn't talkin' to no one.

What do you mean
you weren't talkin' to no one?

I saw you, blud. You and Cornell.

What are you talkin' about?
That was nothing.

- We were just talkin'.
-Make up your fuckin' mind, cuz.

Was you talkin' or was you not?

-Ay, fuck you, man.
-Take down your trousers, fam.

What? Why?

-I ain't taking down no damn--
-It's for your own good, dickhead!

Listen to what I'm sayin',
or you're gettin' a bullet in the head.

Oh, you know what? Fuck all of you!

Fuck you!

All right.

If that's how you wanna do it.

- Grab him.

Get off me! What are you doin'?

-Look, behave yourself, fam.

- Put the gun in the fleshy part.
-Don't you fuckin' shoot me, fam.

Hey, stay still, dickhead!

- Don't shoot me, fam.
- Fuckin' shoot him!

- Is that the right place, fam?
-Shoot him. Yes.

- Hold him still, man.
- No!

Shut up! Don't make this harder
than it needs to be!

-Fuck!
-Shit!

-Oh, shit!

Fuck me.

Oh, fuck!

Hey, that's a lot of blood, you know.
Is it supposed to be bleedin' that much?

How am I supposed to know, fam?
I ain't done this before!

I don't think it's meant
to look like that, you know.

-Fuckin' hell. What do we do?

Well, should we try and stop the blood?

Bruv, go ahead and do it
if you want to, man.

-Who? Me?
-Yes, you!

It was your idea in the first place, yeah?

Do I look like
a fuckin' doctor to you?

I don't want his blood all over me.

Are you all right, fam?

Fuck me.

He's bleeding out, fam.

This is bad.

- Shit, shit, shit.
- What we gonna do?

Hey, yo.
The kids found him again, you know.

They're close.

Oi!

You know me or something?

Oh, shit!

Fuck.

Oi!

Yes, fam! Fuck's sake!

Fam, who did you hit?

- Who was that?

Yo.

What?

Blud, what do we do?

What do we tell people?

What do we tell Modie?

This was payback from Summerhouse.

They killed Leyton
'cause Leyton tried to kill Sully.

All right?

That's the story we're goin' with.

Follow.

Are we gonna have a problem?

About the cripple boy?

No.

Good.

'Cause you need to know
I done you a big favour.

Sugar wanted that boy to suffer.

Suffer long time.

But I said,
'Sugar, it was Dushane fucked up.

He told that boy to hide, so...

do him quick.'

So that's what he did.

Them youts got hit on the road
the other night, they yours?

I don't know what the fuck
you're talkin' about.

I'm talkin' about the bodies
all over the road.

Are they yours or ZTs?
'Cause I'm hearin' Jamie's fuckin' you up.

Jamie ain't fuckin' no one up, bruv.

So you've been sellin'?

You're makin' your Ps?

You know what?

I'm tired of having this conversation.

Every time, it's the same bloodclaat ting.

You're gonna tell me again,
you need more time?

'Cause that will just make me angry.

I need more time.

-You think I wouldn't kill you right here?
-Well, fuckin' do it, then.

Kill me.

Then you can call Sugar and tell him why
he ain't gettin' his fuckin' money.

Next time I call and say to meet,

you need to tell me
you've been makin' your Ps.

'Cause if you don't,

I will kill that cute girl
you been seeing.

I will kill her child.

I will kill your brother.

I will kill your sick mother.

And then I will kill you.

And it won't be quick.

I'll put a soldier in your mum's yard.

No, we ain't gonna fix this problem
until we give Sugar that money, you know.

To do that, we have to get Jamie
out of the way.

That guy's got way too much
fucking soldiers around him.

Hey, listen.

It don't matter
how many soldiers he's got...

but they could never have this.

It's times like these, Dushane,
I wanna see yours.

I'll find Jamie.

The fuckin' second I lay my eyes on him,
this problem is fixed.

I'm sorry about Donovan.

Is it worth the squeeze?

Fuckin' hell.

Mad.

I'm sorry.

What d'you mean?

Just some shit Donovan
used to say about...

'Is the juice worth the squeeze?'

I don't fuckin' know anymore, Sully.

All this shit...

everything we're doin', is it worth it?

I underestimated Sugar.

Fuckin' Donovan's dead.

Jason's gone.

For what?

Who's next? My mum?

Taylor?

Tasha?

Ever since we were kids, bruv,

together,
runnin' up and down these streets,

tryin' to get to the top.

What for?

Is it worth losin' your people?

Your family?

What else is there?

Hmm?

What else are we gonna be?