Peaky Blinders

Mr Shelby, you're not yourself. I should call a doctor.

It's just myself talking to myself about myself.

Michael, you're going to New York.

Why?

Because the company has business to attend to in America.

You knew I was going to be shot...

...and you chose not to tell me.

I chose my mum.

Thomas Shelby, Labour Party, 48,564!

I've been to a doctor on your behalf.

It starts when you stop. When you rest.

Mr Shelby, you're meant to be resting.

I have learnt something, Frances.

There's no rest for me in this world.

Perhaps in the next.

Arthur.

"We cannot give you the assurance you are asking for.

"We expect payment in full."

Here's my favourite part.

"We have never even heard of your people,

"so we are not afraid of your threats."

And they've signed it "the Angels of Retribution".

Hm.

They say they haven't even heard of us.

So tell Aberama and Isiah to introduce themselves.

And, Finn...

...you stay out of it.

Yeah.

Wait.

Wait, wait. Say that again.

No.

No, that cannot be possible!

Peter, my beautiful pilot...

Now will you please fly me and my winnings back to England?

Ten spoonfuls of sugar for me, please.

Where's that full one?

Look, Ruby.

Daddy's back from his call.

Everything's going to be all right now.

Oh, no, no.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh, no, no.

Ah!

Hello?

Arthur! Arthur, where's Tommy?

Just get to him and tell him that we've lost the lot.

Stay there. You stay put.

You'll hear from Tommy.

Arthur, what are you talking about? How is that possible?

It's possible because, this morning

in New York City at 6am,

the Wall Street Stock Exchange crashed

like a steam train.

We were most definitely on board.

Fuck it.

- Oi! Come on, get changed! - Jesus Christ!

Bring the car round!

We've got to get out of here. Hurry up. Come on!

I'm going!

Change of plan. We're not going to London any more.

- We're going straight to Birmingham. - There are other passengers.

Not any more.

If you're going to England, I'm coming with you.

- No. No. - I love you, you love me.

- That's the truth. - Gina, wait, come on.

I want to meet your family.

No, you don't.

Argh!

Now you've heard of us.

Come on.

Couch. Couch!

Put something down for the blood. My sister'll fucking kill me.

Be fucking careful.

She spends thousands of pounds on this shit.

Argh!

- Get me some booze. - Ah!

Just fucking get the thing out of me and sew me up.

Just do it.

Peaky boy, give me your blade.

That's enough.

Don't want you throwing up on your sister's furniture.

- You know what you're doing? - I've done this a thousand times.

I once took a bullet from between two ribs, one inch from the heart.

Mind you, it was a horse.

And the horse did die.

Hold him. Hold him.

There you go.

Just a little one.

- What the fuck is going on? - Oh, fuck.

Hello, Ada.

Get out, both of you.

Push this on the wound.

- Keep up the pressure. - Get out.

I'm so sorry, Ada.

They broke a statue of some thin woman.

Fucking statues.

What has Tommy told you?

- Shelbys stay out of the sporting stuff. - What?

- To maintain his fucking reputation? - Oi!

You listen to me.

We've got a chance.

Tommy has given us that chance.

He's got power, we've got money and our past is left behind us.

And you've got a precious young life, Finn, you fucking idiot.

Three inches to the left and that would have been gone.

You've got nothing to prove, Finn.

You have got nothing to prove.

Daddy! Daddy!

Come here, you. Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here.

Ooh!

Now, what have you been up to, eh?

Get it done, Johnny.

All right, you heard the man. Let's go.

Where's Charles?

He's in the wagon. He won't come out.

He heard Johnny talking Rokker.

He understands more Gypsy than we think.

He heard him say you shot the horse.

I told him it was mercy. I said it's what you do when a horse gets sick.

He doesn't understand.

Dad, why did you shoot him?

Charlie, get out here now. Let's get it done.

Charles? Come here.

Sit down.

Now, listen to me.

Your horse was sick. He was in pain.

The vet couldn't do anything, even Curly couldn't do anything.

I put him to sleep.

- It's what you do. - No!

It's what you do.

Shoot horses, shoot people. Everybody says.

Dangerous, my beautiful horse.

Too wild to race.

Wouldn't take the reins or the whip.

Should have been a war horse.

Got tired of the pasture.

Couldn't stick the peace and quiet, gave up on life...

...and is now free.

In the bleak...

You're crying.

Tom...

...I'm sorry.

I didn't know your boy spoke Rokker.

Fill it in, Johnny.

It's fine.

I've called the house, the office.

But if I tell you...

...you won't believe it...

...so I'll show you.

Huh?

I told Michael on Friday this was going to happen.

Yeah.

Fucking Michael... said he was advised by the broker that prices would rebound.

Everybody was told the same thing.

He held on.

- Michael held on? - Yeah.

Michael.

- Michael held on? - Yeah.

Michael held on...

...and carried on dancing and playing...

...and fucking in the snow.

Charlie!

Charlie, come out here now!

Kid never fucking listens.

Never listens, Lizzie.

What do I have to do to make people fucking listen to me?!

Holy fuck.

What do we do now, Tommy, eh?

What do we do?

Lizzie, you go with Arthur to Birmingham, you stay in the Midland Hotel.

Arthur, call a full meeting of the board of directors tomorrow at noon.

A full fucking meeting.

What about today, eh? What's wrong with today, Tom?

- I need to do some thinking. - Oh, yeah.

Oh, you do that best on your own,

- don't you, eh? - I won't be on my own. Never on my own.

Lizzie, you have the driver come back tomorrow.

And, Arthur, tell my boy...

...that sometimes death is a kindness.

Come on.

What now?

What am I, a genie?

You summon me up with your little bottle of dope.

I take it for the pain, to keep warm.

Is that what it's for?

The warmth?

The warmth.

All this time.

I know.

Our love still remains.

But you have to listen to the voices that you hear.

Do what they tell you to do.

Too much to do, Grace.

The kids.

I need to say goodbye.

I need to sleep.

Just think, Tom.

Linda!

Oh, there you are, eh?

You're the chairman, Arthur, so start acting like one.