Peaky Blinders

This programme contains some violent scenes and strong language from the start.

Arthur.

John.

Michael.

The Chief Constable of Birmingham

has issued a warrant for your arrest.

MUTED

MUFFLED SHOUTS

I've made a deal with people even more powerful than our enemies.

Trust me, brother.

BIRDSONG

BELLS TOLL

Father.

What is it - Sunday?

There's been a mistake.

There's an appeal process underway that doesn't begin until January.

I want to see my lawyer, Mr Patrick.

Stop! This shouldn't be happening!

YELLING

Get your hands off me!

Argh! Get your hands off me, you bastards!

I'm John Shelby!

LAUGHS MANIACALLY

HE BREATHES HARD

When I come back...when I come back, got to be clear.

Want to go outside. Want to go outside.

Want to go outside. Want to go outside.

FAINT SHOUTING

WHISPERING

Michael! Michael!

Arthur! Michael! Arthur!

John! Where's Tommy?! Arthur!

Arthur! JOHN!

SHE HYPERVENTILATES

No!

Arthur, you have to call the King!

About what? About this!

This is the case of a family of Birmingham gangsters

on trial for murder and sedition.

Why would the King intervene?

The leader of the gang, Thomas Shelby.

He claims his family was caught up in a wider conspiracy.

He names Winston Churchill. You woke me up for this?

And he also sent us this.

How the fuck did a Birmingham racketeer

get his hands on a personal letter written by King George?

During a robbery at Hampton Court,

Shelby discovered a box of correspondence.

Among the papers he stole was that letter from the King himself,

which proves His Majesty was involved.

Oh, utter fuck.

If his family walks free, then he will burn the papers in my presence.

When are they due to hang? Today.

This morning, in Winson Green Prison.

Why the hell didn't you bring it up before?!

The plan was for the Lord Chamberlain

to intervene at the appeal but late last night

some local judge brought the executions forward.

Oh, my giddy aunt!

Put me through to His Majesty.

Well, wake him up!

HE BREATHES HARD

SHE GASPS

In the bleak midwinter.

In the bleak midwinter.

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

on earth as it is...

Oh, Lord Jesus,

with this rope, pull me up to heaven.

I see your face shining down on me!

# No heaven, no hell, no innocence

# No heaven, no hell, no innocence

# No heaven, no hell, no innocence

# No heaven, no hell, no innocence

Wait!

# No heaven

Wait!

MUTED

# No hell

# No heaven

# No hell

# No heaven

Also, sir, in return for burning the King's letters,

Thomas Shelby has asked for something else.

An inclusion in this year's New Year's honours list.

Thomas Shelby has asked for the King to award him an OBE, sir.

Red Right Hand by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds

MUTED

# Take a little walk to the edge of town

God bless. Merry Christmas!

# Where the viaduct looms Like a bird of doom

# As it shifts and cracks

# Where secrets lie in the border fires

# In the humming wires

# Hey, man, you know you're never coming back

# Past the square, past the bridge Past the mills, past the stacks

# On a gathering storm

# Comes a tall, handsome man

FAINT CAROL SINGING

Not going home for Christmas, Mr Shelby?

Tomorrow.

So...Maria, or Clara, or Elizabeth?

It's Christmas.

Someone new, Billy.

I've wrapped all Charlie's presents and left them in the room.

What did I get him?

Toy horses, toy cars, toy guns.

You're due at the Singer factory at 8:00 tomorrow, not 8:30.

There's an union problem.

8:00. Yep.

Then the driver will take you home.

I'll drive myself.

Good night, Lizzie. Have a good Christmas.

I'll have a vodka tonic. Yes, ma'am.

Tommy, I've had Christmas cards

from John, Arthur, Ada, Michael and Polly.

And an invitation.

New Year's.

A party at John's house.

A party at John's big house. Good for him.

Ada's coming back from Boston for it.

I know.

It was me who gave her the time off.

Why don't you come? Just turn up. Bring Charlie.

Bring a lump of coal. First footing.

A dark-haired man crosses the threshold to bring good luck for the new year. Hm?

The babies will make everybody OK. Babies stop everything.

You can't pull a razor with a baby there. Not even Esme.

Just come. See what happens.

Tommy, you've never even seen Arthur's kid.

Nor John and Esme's.

Your drink, madam. Thank you.

Billy?

Who did you get for me?

Theresa. I said someone new.

Understood.

Do it for Charlie!

Charlie should know his cousins.

I got Charlie a real horse, Lizzie.

Not a toy. A thoroughbred.

And on Christmas Day, it'll be just you and Charlie.

And the horse.

You can't live like this another year.

Sex, freedom, whisky sours.

Which one should I give up first, Lizzie, eh?

I've got you something.

Merry Christmas.

Adore by Savages

# If only I didn't want the world

# I wouldn't make you feel so sad

# I'm sure my shame would be gone

# Is it human to adore life?

# If only I'd hidden my lust

# And starved a little bit more

# If only I didn't ask for more

# Is it human to adore life?

MUFFLED SHOUTS

I told you, you didn't need to come on Christmas Eve.

I could have dealt with it.

Yeah? Like you dealt with it at the Pressings factory(!)

Well, this is the same problem.

Same fucking union convenor.

Area convenor for the Boilermakers' Union has got involved in something

that could have otherwise been fixed with a drink and a bribe.

The wire-cutting shop? Yeah.

Now, all the wire-cutters here are women.

That's why the union convenor thinks they're being underpaid.

Well, tell him there are no men in the cutting shops,

so there can be no comparatives.

It's a woman. What is?

The union convenor causing all the trouble.

Fuck! Her name's Jessie Eden.

You heard of her? Yeah.

Do you want me in the meeting?

No.

Michael?

Look...sometimes I have a sniff of snow, so what?

How's your mother?

I drove past her house. The drainpipe was hanging off.

Look, the cocaine keeps me awake.

Very long hours these days, and when I do sleep,

I dream about what happened.

I wasn't asking about you, Michael, was I?

I was asking about your mother.

Since she was pardoned, she's been on these fucking tablets

the doctor gave her when she was in the prison.

She says that when she was inside the noose...she saw spirits.

She's running seances,

but people just come into the house to steal things.

Tommy, it's bad. All right, all right.

Hm! Now, listen to me, Michael...

..the spirits she sees are real.

Believe they're real.

Believe it with her.

Then eventually...

you can take the remembered noose from around her neck...

..like a horse that's been choked off.

Keep her off whisky, throw away the tablets...

..and stop giving her fucking snow.

Fuck, Tommy, that sounded like family advice.