This week’s episode opens with the ex-PM’s gun still smoking, while the rest of the group, any semblance of ladishness thoroughly terrified out of them by the phantom of New Labour, quietly begin to blub. After the masked killer has made his exit, the lads, each in turn, begin to freak out. “I’m a walking Petri dish,” screams Baxter. “How’re we gonna explain this?” says Rick. “Tony Blair took his DNA. They’re trying to frame us!” Now sat on a stolen boat with a stack of drug money that isn’t rightly theirs, the lads try to come up with a plan. “Let’s set sail for Africa!” blurts Woody. Quinn, channelling the alpha male spirit of Gene Hunt, decides that they should carry on their holiday as though nothing’s happened, and head back to the UK at the end of the week with the pile of drug money in tow. Returning to the late Alvo’s expensive villa, a Spanish police officer (played by Maria Botto) shows up to really throw a spanner in the works. Like Columbo with better hair and make-up, she’s an expert at picking holes in the lads’ tremulously related alibis, and her tactic appears to be to seduce her suspects into blurting out the truth. The introduction of a worryingly insightful female cast member has also wound the tension up another notch, and while it’s perhaps inevitable that everything’s going to go terribly wrong for the men of Mad Dogs sooner rather than later (and the opening shot of episode one hinted strongly at this), the journey to that conclusion’s an entertaining one, nevertheless. Read our review of the series opener here. Follow Den Of Geek on Twitter right here.
