Peaky Blinders: The Immortal Man

Heil fucking Hitler.

Ladies, they're lighting fireworks for us.

- Have a good one, girls. - See ya in the morning, comrades.

- God willing. - Evening, love.

All right, Sid?

Make us a cup of tea, darling, will you?

- Where you been? - Evening, all.

Come sit down. We've saved a space for you.

Okay, ladies. Agnes is here.

- Hi. -

Join in.

Look at this.

Thanks, everybody.

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Did you see the glow over the hills last night, Tom?

Birmingham caught hell.

They've hit Small Heath, Tom.

Your home.

Sick.

Last night, a Gypsy family escaping the bombs

has cut through the fence and got onto the land.

So move 'em on.

They're Palmer family, Tommy.

Famous witches, fortune-tellers, palm readers.

I want no one near this house. Not even interesting people.

What I mean is, if I throw them off,

I wouldn't want one of them to curse me, Tom.

You're already cursed, my friend.

Cursed to be the last man on Earth who works for me.

When I was up there,

one of the Palmer women recognized me from the old days.

She asked me if I knew whatever happened to Tommy Shelby.

The lady called you the Rom Baro , the king of all the Gypsies.

Some king I was.

Some king you still are, Tom, to the Gypsies.

What did you say to her?

I said, "As far as I am aware, the famous gangster Tommy Shelby

has withdrawn from this world."

"And he is writing a book."

- -

Fuck off.

" I'm not alone when I'm alone."

"Spirits show themselves to me."

"My dead daughter, Ruby, plays in the garden."

"I found her scarf hanging from a branch..."

"...where there was no scarf before."

"It could not have got there any other way."

"And now it sits here in front of me,

on my desk."

I saw Ruby again.

It'd be cowardly to say it was all imagination.

'Cause it isn't, Arthur.

I'm many things, but I'm not a coward.

Tom? You have a visitor.

It's your sister. She tried to call you from the phone box

to tell you, no matter what you say, she's coming to see you.

She said she has bad news, Tom.

She's at the gatehouse. Will I... Will I go let her in?

No. I'll go to her.

Fuck's sakes, let her in, Tom. It's your sister.

Arthur.

What bad news?

Last night, the BSA factory suffered a direct hit.

All of the night shift on the artillery depot were killed.

- You're their MP now. - They don't need an MP.

They pray to Christ and to you. Neither one answers their prayers.

I've got a war of me own, Ada.

Inside of me head.

You know, Tommy, you have family who are not ghosts.

How long since you spoke to your sons?

I've been reviewing everything.

Everything.

I was never a father, Ada.

I was a form of government.

I no longer believe in government of any kind.

I spoke to, uh...

I spoke to Charles. He's on the front line in North Africa.

- Do you even listen to the radio? - I don't have a radio.

And your other son, your Gypsy son,

is running the Peaky Blinders like it's 1919 all over again.

Worse than you and Arthur ever were.

- Then that is very bleak. -

Tommy, you've gotta come back with me.

Speak some words over the graves of the dead,

and speak to your son before he gets himself hung by the law

or lynched by the people.

Ada.

I see things.

Yeah, you always did.

But since Arthur died...

Since Arthur died...

Since Arthur died, it's like a door in me head has blown open.

I can't close it.

Boys, the Peaky Blinders are here.

What shall we do?

The Peaky Blinders are gonna do whatever the Peaky Blinders want to do.

Right!

That's it. Lovely.

You've no right. You've no fucking right.

The weapons in this armory are bound for the front line.

Are we gonna let them do this?!

You should be arrested.

I don't care who the fuck you are.

We're the volunteer special constables, registered this morning by my good friend

the chief inspector of the Birmingham police.

That's who the fuck we are.

Are you just gonna let them take those weapons?

Any man obstructing us carrying out our lawful duty

will be identified.

Their home will be located, and their families will be beaten.

By order of the Peaky Blinders.

By order of the Peaky Blinders.

You Peaky Blinders can scare the chief constable,

but you don't scare me.

I've seen worse in the last war than you can imagine.

You're a very brave man.

Very brave.

But very foolish.

Stay down.

- - Stay.

Hey. Hey, hey. Hey.

- - Shh. Hey, hey, hey. Hey.

You fought your war in Flanders, old man.

Don't fucking fight me.

Right.

- Come on. - Ready?

Told him.

- Bastard! - Hey.

Yeah?

Grab all the Stens, Brownings, and all the dynamite you can carry.

- And a nice new shiny pistol for me. - What are you expecting, Duke?

Trouble. Opportunity.

Right.

Come on.

German aircraft carried out a swarm of attacks

on Great Britain last night.

The raids, which rampaged until dawn, were scattered over the country.

Birmingham ablaze!

Enemy aircraft have been reported on the south coast...

BSA factory hit!

...and the northwest, as well as across the capital.

Of the affected areas, Birmingham was the worst hit,

and it is almost impossible to believe the fire...

The BSA's been roped off.

But we can lay flowers, talk to the relatives.

- Okay. - Mum. Come on.

Well, they want Tommy, they get me.

Just don't take it any further.

You dare show your face, Ada Shelby.

Your fucking Peaky Blinders did this.

Out you get, boys.

That's it.

Boysies.