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Factory break-in, that's what you said. We should never have got into this, Tom.
On the night of June 21st, a general strike will be called
across the city.
How do we know this foolish man will hand over the diamonds
- when we're done? - We don't, but that's another business.
When this business is done, it will all be over...
And afterwards you and Arthur can begin your new life.
So there's three cellars underneath the house.
There's a tunnel here that runs from the house underneath
the river to an underground strong room.
We need our tunnel to run from here and hit the strong room direct.
I need to speak to you about the priest.
I will shoot him myself, Tommy.
I swear to God if my son pulls the trigger...
I will bring this whole organisation down around your ears.
Welcome to the opening of the Grace Shelby Institute
for non-insured children of the poor.
I would very much like you to join me in thanking the man
that made the founding of this establishment actually possible.
Ladies and Gentlemen...
Mr Thomas Shelby.
SPEECH!
Come on! Speech!
Say it, Tom!
Say it, Tom!
I didn't come here today to make a speech, but I will say this,
these children are now safe.
In our care, they will be safe
because we are from the same cold streets as they are.
And, in our care, they won't be shipped away to the colonies,
or separated from kin,
or made to work for men in their various ways.
They will grow up here, at home,
loved.
In Birmingham.
Because this is our city.
By order of the Peaky Blinders!
Now let us sing Immortal Invisible.
You hear that, Grace?
The absence of my invitation for this event
was obviously an oversight on your part, Mr Shelby.
But look, I have the keys.
I have allocated myself an office.
Just there, two doors in from the street.
It's the one that already has the stove
and the crucifixion on the window.
Mr Shelby?
It is the one that has the crucifixion on the window
in orange and red. That will be my office.
And I will take them to St Aloysius for confession.
You do understand that these keys
are part of our broader arrangement?
In the next 24 hours you will do exactly as you have been instructed.
You'll not deviate. You'll not fail.
Come on, little fellas!
Slow down.
The, er...
The Lord Mayor would like you to come and eat cake
and drink some tea.
Tommy says mingle and smile.
- It must be the trains. - No Ruben?
Do you know any other guests from London not turned up?
Some, I think, yeah.
Pol, I'm paid by the company now so I have to talk to other people.
So you have moved from horses to automobiles in just four years!
When you ship to New York, you paying a higher dock duty.
You should consider coming with us through Boston.
I just spoke to Johnny Dogs. He said the tunnel's hit heavy clay.
- It's slowing him down. - How long?
Two days before they hit the wall.
Tell him to dig a sink hole to drain the clay.
He asked if you could go down and have a look yourself, Tom.
- I told him wild horses wouldn't get you down. - Mm.
Mr Shelby, I would just like to say that I wish I'd met your dear wife
before she was taken from us and I would like to allocate an hour a day
of each of my lady's time to make winter clothes for the little ones.
Speak to my secretary, Miss Stark, in the grey hat.
She knows my diary.
Fuck me, Tom, I don't know how you do it. Incoming!
- Mr Shelby? - Yes!
Oh! Your little boy looks so much like you.
Yes. He's a little rascal, isn't he?!
Mr Shelby, would it be too inconvenient to steal you for a moment?
No. No. No inconvenience at all.
Tommy, I'm sorry. He wants you.
Aw! Come here, Charlie. Oh, little boy!
So lovely to see a man willing to hold his child in public.
From the members of Moseley War Widows' Institute...
made by Mr Winslow himself of Winslow Castings.
Look at that!
From a photograph of your horse that ran at the Derby.
Oh, that is very kind. Thank you very much.
- Grace's Secret. - Thank you very much.
Would you mind holding it for us
so we can have a photograph for the gazette?
Thank you very much.
- Thank you, Mr Shelby. - Not at all. - Thank you.
Thank you for your time, ladies. Thank you. Thank you for your time.
Thank you.
Where's Charles, Ada?
- I gave him to you. - Where is he? - I don't know.
Boys!
Have you seen Charlie?
Ain't seen him.
Hold on, he's playing, ain't he?!
Pol, where's Charles?
- Lizzie, where's Charlie? - I don't know.
Where is he?
Back door. Kitchen.
Get to Blake Street where the cars are.
Tommy, someone said they saw a nurse take him through the back door.
Fuck! - Which? - I don't know. Go!
- Arthur! - What?
Somebody saw a woman and a kid getting into a car.
Ah, fuck!
CHARLIE!
CHARLIE!
Charlie!
John!
- Where is he? - John!
- Arthur! - Go find Moss! - Arthur, where is he?
- Junctions, block them all off. - WHERE IS HE?
- Tell me. - Someone took him.
All right...
Listen to me. They put him in a car.
They put him in a car. They drove south.
We've got road blocks and spotters.
- I'll set up shop. I'll put every man... - Yeah.
.. on the junctions between here and Maypole.
Yeah. - Right? - You do that.
You've got to go to the office.
- You've got to sit by the phone. - Do that.
Whoever took him's going to call.
Polly!
Let's go, Pol. Stay by that phone. Me and John will cover the roads.
I need Michael at the Maypole junction.
We need Moss to block all the roads south.
Get me Moss.
Gone where?
- Tommy. - It's them.
- Who? - It's fucking them.
Look, it might just be some random woman. Sometimes women go mad...
No, it's them.
Did you break the phone?
You broke the phone.
It's all right, we've got another phone.
- Tommy? - Ada?
There's someone outside. A priest.
Stay here, Pol. Stay here. Don't do anything.
We have your son.
Get in the car.
First...
Is he safe?
Of course he's safe.
All children are dear to me.
You have all the cards.
Tell me what you want me to do and I will certainly do it.
You ever drive one of these beasts?
I am asking you to conduct business.
I borrowed it.
Lent it by a Lord...
for the duration of this business.
I will certainly do what you need me to do with no complaint.
We were forced into doing this awful thing.
We did warn you that your son would be in danger
if you deviated from the plan.
- It was you who made a mistake, you understand that? - Yes.
What mistake did you make? Do you even know?
Tell me what you want me to do.
- You made a deal with our enemies. - I will do what needs to be done.
You went behind our backs
to stop the Soviets from blowing up the train.
But it's all right. It's all right.
We've rectified your mistake.
You ask me, "What do I need to do?"
Well, here is what you need to do you fucking mongrel, ya...
Since the Bolsheviks will not be blowing up the train,
you'll blow up the train yourself.
It has always been about the explosion.
From the beginning.
The bang. The outrage.
Understand?
Those are notes and fragments for you to scatter in the wreckage
implicating named officials from the Soviet embassy.
- I will scatter them. It will be done. - Good.
Our friends at the Times and the Daily Mail will do the rest.
And once the British Government cuts diplomatic relations
with the Soviet Union, that will be our mission accomplished.
You'll have been part of a fine adventure.
To help with the outrage we need people to die in the explosion.
How many?
Let's say... six.
Rail workers perhaps or men from the factory.
Then I want my son returned to me within an hour of the explosion.
Oh, it's conditions now, is it?
We need to fix the hand over in advance.
I haven't finished with you yet, Mr Shelby.
We also hear you're digging a tunnel.
Mining for precious stones under Wilderness House.
I'm told they have a Faberge in the strong room.
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