All language subtitles for Peaky.Blinders.S05E03.1080p.BluRay.x265-RARBG

My name is captain swing,
calling from the occupied six counties.

This Michael, your kin,

making deals with the very men
who want you dead.

What happened on that ship?

Said the men from Glasgow
were called Billy boys.

Protestant razor gang.
They run every man east of Glasgow.

We have a mutual acquaintance.

These gentlemen are the Billy boys.

I'mjimmy.

.I' need mr Shelby to understand that
his best is not good enough.

- (Gunshot)
- (Horse neighs)

Your body will be the lesson.

Tommy, what are you talking about?

I'm talking about an empty chair, Ada.

My chair. My throne.

People think that I'm gonna fall,
they start to circle.

Who's gonna take the throne, eh?

Black cat dreams are never wrong.

They crucified my son...

For you.

(Bell tolls)

Good morning, sisters.

Let us pray.

Our father, who art in heaven...

(Footsteps echo)

(Motor revs)

But deliver us from evil...

For thine is the kingdom, the power
and the glory, for ever and ever...

- (Coughs)
- Amen.

Mother superior:
You wanted to speak to us, mr Shelby?

Yeah.

- All of us?
- Yeah.

At 6.30 in the morning?

Yes.

- We don't smoke in here.
- Well, I fucking do.

Nor do we use language.

Nor do we find fault in the innocent.

Yet you do.

You fucking do.

May I ask what this meeting is about?

The grace Shelby foundation
is the biggest single source of funding

for this charitable institution,

devoted to the care of the orphaned girls
of south Birmingham, yeah?

For which we give thanks.

Uh-huh.

I have a temper similar to the one
described in that report.

Yet, unlike you,
iwait until I'm matched in size.

Whose report?

The testimony of children.

Who have they spoken to?

- You'd have them only speak to god.
- God be their witness.

There is god,
and there are the peaky blinders.

This is sparkhill, we're in small Heath.

We are much, much closer at hand than god.

And we have heard terrible things.

We have in this place
children of the worst sort.

They lie as easily as breathe.

You had a child half black,
you made her wash with a different soap.

Mr Shelby, your own sins are legend.

Thomas: 0ursins...

Our sins against the beating of children
with bricks and hoses.

0ursins.

Our sins...

Against a black child
who hanged herself

for fear of your temper.

- I do not see how...
- You do not see!

Now put 'em on.

Put 'em on your face,

or it'll be your eyes that are broken.

Please don't imagine
that I won't use this minute to do it,

or that I am afraid of your prayers
or your crosses.

You see the world broken.

Like those beaten children will.

Thomas: Now look at me.

Look at me.

(Exhales)

(Shouts) Look at me!

Funding withdrawn.

All children to be taken
into our own institutions.

You have no say in where the children...

If I come for you,

and I still might yet decide
to come for you,

I will wear high heels
so you can hear my approach

on the cobblestones,
and have time to repent.

(Bell tolls)

You listen for my footsteps.

(Machinery clan ks and groans)

Happy birthday, pol.

They grow grand in the horse shit, pol.

Curly, pour some beer, eh?

The train to London leaves in an hour.

Arthur, Michael, you're coming with me.

Tommy, I have to take Gina
to the hospital today.

A week ago,

one of our most trusted men
was killed byjimmy mccavern.

The man we're gonna speak to in London

is establishing a relationship
with Jimmy mccavern.

So cancel your appointments,
and Ada can take Gina to the hospital.

That's what women do.

And clean that shit off your shoes
before you get in my car, eh?

Michael, they will give it and give it
until your case is proven,

and then they'll take it.

From you, but mainly from me.

Polly, you go to the hospital
and speak to aberama gold.

You tell him there is a strategy in place
to avenge the death of his son,

so not to do anything rash.

And take with you
the heartfelt condolences

of the whole family.

Why me?

Because aberama gold is in love with you.
He even got a haircut.

And the smell of your perfume
might help ease his pain.

Tommy, I'm 45 years old today.

45 years old
and still breaking hearts, eh?

- Alfred: Yeah!
- To Polly!

Polly gray, hmm?

Polly.

Happy birthday, pol, yeah?

Curly, organise a wagon to take
Bonnie gold's soul to heaven.

Isiah, fetch his boxing gloves
from the gym to burn with his body.

Michael, turn the Bentley around,
you've a train to catch.

(Sniggers)

And don't forget
to wipe that shit off your shoes, eh?

Just start up the car and drive.

(Bell tolls)

So, what's the strategy?

You can smile.

You... don't smile.

Nice.

Very nice, Tom.

Hmm.

Although, I must say, I thought
your office would be bigger than this.

It will be.

Michael, you sit.

Arthur, you stand by the window.

So, who are we meeting?

The man we're about to meet

is the minister
for the duchy of Lancaster.

He's also deputy
to the chancellor of the exchequer

and cabinet adviser
to the prime minister of Great Britain.

You've both met bad men before.

The man we're about to meet is the devil.

(Phone rings)

Yep.

Send him in.

I never seem to get to meet you
without your family.

I understand you know a man
called Jimmy mccavern.

May I take a cigarette?

Please.

(Lighter clatters)

Who on earth isjimmy mccavern?

Over the last 12 months,

you've been making approaches
to various men across the country

who you think might be able
to help you in your cause.

Mccavern is one of these men.

He runs the east Glasgow shipyards.
He killed an associate of mine.

I want to know what your strategy is.

That one's your brother, yes?

Yes, and I'm his business adviser.

We would like to talk business.

Michael.

Michael gray.

You lost all your cousin's money
in america playing the fool.

(Tuts)

A nightclub in Detroit
called the gladiator was your regular.

You lost the money...

And found a wife there.

And poor old Arthur Shelby standing
there at the window

is afraid his wife will never return.

(Chair creaks)

My spies tell me
she's been seen with another man.

Arthur...

Arthur.

(Translation)

And bingo.

20 seconds in, and I have them
speaking their wog lingo.

(Sighs)

Mr Shelby, I do have plans.

I willhave need of men like you.

Except, of course,
there is no other man like you.

You, in particular, I need.

But, please,

don't imagine I would trouble myself
with turf wars.

You have many enemies.

Shuffle the pack and pick another card.

That investigation of the dead journalist,

the queer...

I've made that go away.

Read it and, uh, come back to me.

Next time, bring only an open mind
and a cigar to celebrate our union.

(Door closes)

(Clears his throat)

What the fuck was that all about, Tom?

Fuck.

Fuck.

Arthur!

Do not let them get inside your head.

That's exactly how these people work.

Who the fuck are these people, hmm?

Who the fuck are they?!

I've just been invited...
(Clears his throat)

To become the deputy leader
of a brand-new political party.

These people say they are the future.

Do you want a drink?

I've stopped.

So, what have you decided?

I've been talking to the friends.

- What friends?
- Quakers.

Friends who meet at the meeting house
in bournville.

I'm staying in bournville.

And what do they say?

They say I've been led astray.

If you've come to talk about redemption,
you're talking to the wrong person.

I also went to a solicitor.

They heard my name was Shelby,
and suddenly they were too busy.

To divorce a Shelby man,
you have to go to a solicitor in London.

I found one.

He said he'd represent me.

But I put the phone down.

Not through fear.

I chose this life, it didn't choose me.

Also, Lizzie, one of the friends is a man.

He listens to me when I talk.

His wife died of the Spanish flu.

He has a daughter.

And you're considering making
this daughter an orphan?

Nothing has happened.

Nor will it.

He would die without his eyes.

And out of kindness,
Tommy would offer his daughter

a place in one of his institutions
for orphaned girls.

Or even take her into the family.

And it would begin again.

What is the thing, Linda?

The thing you can't put aside?

It's not Arthur.

It's who I am when he's there.

God hears every filthy word in my head,

knows every dirty thing.

And your friends don't use filthy words?

If I fall this time,
I'll fall all the way.

Perhaps it's what you deserve,
with your filthy words.

I used to fuck seven men a day,

and now I'm learning
how to ride a horse side-saddle.

There's good and there's evil.

There's both mixed.

And that's Arthur and you... and me?

You don't get what you deserve,
you get what you take.

What about him?

He's making up his mind.

(Footsteps approach)

(Door opens)

Someone called Polly gray to see you.

Yes or no?

Yes.

(Footsteps recede)

(Footsteps approach)

I've come to take you to the clinic.

I already told Michael -
my husband or no-one.

I've got a car.

They have taxis,
even in this fucking city.

Look, if they don't hear a heartbeat,
they're gonna give you options.

None of them are nice.

I had my check-up three days ago.

They heard a beating heart.

But if they had told me
that baby had died inside of me,

I would have wanted someone with me.

My husband may do as he's told,

but, er, I don't.

Look, if they hear a heartbeat,
you won't need anybody with you,

cos you'll have the baby with you.

So I will leave you alone.

But if you get in a taxi in this city
and they hear your accent,

they'll take you on a grand tour.

Come on.

- So, when will mum be home?
- She said she had to go to Birmingham.

- Do you want me to cook you something?
- Cook?

You're a man.

This is really not fair.

Your mother never told me
you were this good.

I'm in a club. I'm the champion.

I beat people even older than you.

Even older than me? (Chuckles)

At school, some of the children
say that black people and Jews are worse.

Worse than what?

Than anything.

And one teacher,

mr Hudson,

he calls my friend a little Jew boy.

(Sighs)

Karl, these days,
there are some very stupid people

saying some very stupid things.

Ok?

What do you think?

Checkmate.

I think I don't want you to be my dad.

Cos my dad's white... and he's in heaven.

Polly: I came to see you in hospital
to tell you there's a strategy in place,

not to break you out.

Don't worry,
my sister will look after me.

You must stay here,

and you'll let Tommy deal
with the men who killed your son.

You're 45 today.

I'm probably a bit older than that.

Probably.

I've dealt death.

Now death has dealt with me.

I have one more killing to do
then I'll be done.

Happy birthday, Polly gray.

(Greet in romany)

Get a car and a driver.

Find out where the fury family are camped.

I need their men to help me.

I'll need my hunting rifle, 50 bullets.

I'm going to Scotland.

Tonight.

(Key rattles in lock)

Ben: I was expecting Ada.

Yeah. Give you a key, did she?

I was meant to meet her today,
but she said had to go to Birmingham.

Yes. Tommy sent her on a mission.

She's doing my job for me.

Where's Karl, eh? Where's the boy?

He went to buy an ice cream.

Ada said to tell you she'd be late.

- You knew I'd be here?
- Yeah, we knew you'd be here.

We have some business for you.

(Sniffing)

(Sighs)

Any business I have with you, mr Shelby,
is meant to be strictly confidential.

Ah, Michael.
You still have shit on your shoes.

My associate here can evidently smell it.

I don't mean any offence.

Here, Michael, go and find Karl

and buy him an ice cream, eh?

The man doesn't trust you.

Fuck you, Tom.

You know Gina phoned.

The baby's heart's beating strong.

And I swear to god, Tom,

by the time
that baby draws its first breath,

you and I will be done.

And you will be king.

Is that it, Michael?

You know, Tom,

there are doctors in London now

who can talk their way into your head,
dig out all the shit.

Perhaps, you should see one.

(Coughs)

You're still not alone.

Me brother and I are the same person.

Here.

Here's a letter from mosley.

You should read it.

(Clears his throat)

What investigation is he talking about?

Two weeks ago,
a journalist was killed in maida vale.

The night before,
he'd come to me about some story

he was going to write about me.

We had nothing to do with that killing.

Mosley wants you as his deputy?

His constituency is smethwick.

It borders my own.

He wants Birmingham as his stronghold.

He knows I've... strong support
among working people.

We help him out at rallies,
show up at some town hall meetings.

Right, and why are you showing
this letter to me?

A minister of state

who may have seditious intentions.

There's no proof of sedition
in this letter.

You work in intelligence, younger.

You don't need proof.
Give it to your superiors.

Mr Shelby, I have a very specific brief.

My brief is specifically
to gather information

on the activities of communists.

Your immediate superior
in the intelligence unit

is a colonel Patrick Wyatt, yeah?

I understand he regularly plays Polo
with oswald mosley.

They share membership of various clubs
in London and Birmingham.

I have specific orders.

I am a soldier.

You think you can join this family?

I have no intention ofjoining a family.

Well, thank fuck for that,
cos, er, you'd hate our weddings.

Thought you said this was about business.

Yes - family business
and government business,

all in one envelope.

Younger, listen to me.

Forget about Ada.

Forget about weddings.

You know what mosley represents.

You know his philosophy.

I am planning to reply to him
and tell him that I'm making up my mind.

But in the meantime,
you need to give me instruction.

I could fight him on my own, if I have to,

or I could join his organisation

and undermine him on behalf of the king.

But you need to make a decision.

I suppose there are a few things
I can do on my own initiative.

(Sighs)

(Clattering)

On your fucking feet.

Hello, Tom.

I thought you were staying over in London.

Hello, Johnny.

How are you, eh?

How are your ribs?

You managing?

- Just about Tom, yeah.
- Yeah? Good.

And who's that?

Is it maisie, or is it Clara?

Ah! Sandra.

Well, may I say,

your breakfasts are a great improvement.

Mr Shelby, I'm sorry.

Don't worry, Sandra.

The only way to get fired
from this household

is through burnt toast...

Or talking to the police.

Go on, go to bed.

And Sandra...

Everything Johnny said is lies.

- Johnny, Johnny, Johnny...
- (Door closes)

While you was gone, I got a message, Tom.

A cousin of aberama gold
galloped from meriden.

He said aberama wants you to know
that he's gone to Scotland

to deal with his business himself,

and that you'd know what that meant.

Fuck!

The boy said aberama arrived
from the hospital in Polly's Bentley.

She fucking helped him. (Chuckles)

She fucking helped him.

But it can't be love, cos it's Polly.

Cos it's fucking Polly.

(Sighs) All right, Johnny,
I have a job for you.

Tom, I'm in a lot of pain here.

I need you to go and find aberama gold.

He has kin on the lothian border,
the fury family.

Ah, for fuck's sake, Tom!

The furys, they don't even use words
to fucking talk.

Just hand gestures and fucking howls.

You will go to them
and you will find him.

Tom, I am in fucking pain here.

- Yeah, you appear to be managing.
- I said I was justmanaging.

Well, you can just manage
to sit in a car with Arthur

and follow the patrin
to find the fury family.

Arthur will take care of everything
that requires bones and muscles.

I warned you, Tom.
The golds'll be the death of one of us.

(Door closes)

And it looks like it's gonna be
fucking me! (Groans)

Well, go on, open it.

You heard the baby's heartbeat today.

Beats so fast.

Would have been a birthday gift enough.

A new life.

Liberty.

Freedom.

Feels like a weapon.

I only came because Michael's
driving back from London

and he said he didn't want you
to be on your own.

Whose idea was the gift of freedom?

Mine.

You want to take Michael
and the baby to New York?

Yes.

The baby will have two grandmothers.

The other one lives...

The other one lives amongst human beings.

The other one isa human being.

It's all right, I'm not drunk.

I'm just free.

So, what do you want?

My approval?

Your help.

Michael wants you to come with us.

We can all live in long island,
right on the beach.

Isn't long island in Australia?

Or is it in California,
amongst the Indians?

It's in New York, Polly.

You see, we all try and get away.

But we never do.

I wish I felt that heartbeat today.

You're starting to sound
a little sorry for yourself.

I'm an American.

We don't just go round
and round and round.

We go in a straight line.

And my baby... will be born in New York.

I'm not happy about moving this meeting
to licensed premises.

You've saved your union the train fare,
and you hate London anyway.

We're looking for popular speakers
for our upcoming rally.

You're making quite a name for yourself
in the commons.

Betty!

What are you drinking?

Bottle of champagne, Betty.

You'll drink it on your own.

That's the idea.

Shall we sit down, miss Eden?

(Cork clatters)

Revolution.

So, how is life as a socialist?

This glass.

The bubbles.

They rise to the top.

Each bubble has the same chance to rise.

That is a very peculiar form of socialism.

And this bottle.

Once the cork comes out...

You can't get it back in.

You need to finish what you started.

It's cleverness, that's all.

So you're playing at this.

People can be turned around.

Even your people.

- My people?
- Yeah.

For them, it's just the same.

Communism. Fascism.

For most people,
it's an apple and an apple.

Fascism is the subject of the rally.

I want you to speak against it.

In answer to your question...

I cannot address your rally...

Because it's not part
of the current strategy.

Are you ok, Thomas?

Do you want a man to carry you home?

(Glass tumbles)

I knew we should not have had this meeting
on licensed premises.

(Door closes)

Grace: Happy or sad, Thomas?

I warn you, I'll break your heart.

(Coughs)

I didn't expect you home.

Frances said Linda was here today.

Frances has a very specific loyalty,
doesn't she?

Well, people are loyal
to those who pay their wages.

Also, Maggie at the exchange
said you made some calls.

Then you'll know I called a solicitor.

Did Maggie listen in to the conversation?

He said he'd represent me.

But I put the phone down.

There and then, I made a decision.

And when I heard your car pull up,
I got changed.

You said, in your head,
you still pay for it.

So I've decided to continue
to take the payment

and balance my heart against my head,

as though it were a book of accounts.

- I value my head a shilling more.
- Huh!

When was the last time
you had to worry about shillings, eh?

People are loyal to those
who pay their wages.

That's why I'll be loyal to you.

But this is the deal.

You don't fuck anybody else in my house,

nor within a day
of holding our child by the hand.

A day on either side.

And you let me in sometimes.

Into your head.

To clear it out.

That what needs clearing out.

Agreed.

And this...

Always.

The deal is...

You belong to me.

My property.

No-one touches my property.

I touch myself, but it's still you anyway.

So that's why I put the phone down.

No, Tom.

We do it in the bed at least.

(Groans)

Everything is mine, Lizzie.

Everything.

(Phone rings)

(Grunts)

(Ringing continues)

- (Phone clicks)
- Tom: Arthur.

- Hmm.?
- Frances was right.

Linda was here today.

Fuck.

What did she say, huh?

- I just want to talk to her, that's all.
- Arthur, listen.

First .i' need you to go to Scotland

and bring back aberama gold

then we'll go and we'll find Linda.

No, no, no, no.

I'll keep calling you, Tom.

You know I will.

I'll call this number back...

Again, again and again.

If you don't answer,

I'lljump in my fucking car

and I'll drive to your house,
you know I will.

I'll stay there all night if I have to.

.I' won't go nowhere -

not Scotland -

till you tell me what it is you know

Right, listen to me.

I don't have an address.

But she's with the quakers in bournville.

Apparently,
there is someone who is a friend.

He had a wife who died
from Spanish flu in 1918.

And he has a daughter.

That should be enough to find him.

Arthur...

Just talk to him
and get a message to Linda.

Nothing happened, Arthur.

He's a quaker, a friend.

They're not like us, they talk.

Oh, I'll speak to him.

Man to man.

And then, after that...

I"ll go up north, hmm.

Deal with our business.

I promise you.

Arthur. Arthur, listen to me...

(Door closes)

Lizzie: Who were you talking to?

I have to ask you,
cos Maggie at the exchange won't tell me.

Who was it?

Was it Arthur?

I need my brother in one piece.

Arthur makes his own decisions.

You marry a Shelby,

you stay fucking married.

Fuck.

Well, look at this, hmm.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I think you can.

I'm looking for Linda Shelby.

Do you know her?

Eh? I'm Arthur.

Her husband.

If you're her husband,
she doesn't want to talk to you.

Well, look at you.

(Ch uckles)

Ain't you smart?

Eh?

What, you got all the fucking answers,
have you?

Well, let's try you with another one. Eh?

Let's try you with another one.

How about...

How about we search
for the fucking truth within, hmm?

Let's have a look, eh? Let's have a look.

See what we've got inside here, eh?

- (Groans)
- You fucking bastard!

Eh? You wanna keep looking, eh?

Hey,

I wanna ask you again.

- Eh? Eh?
- (Groans)

I'll ask you again.

Where is she? Eh?

Where is she?

- Eh? Eh?
- No. No, no, no...

(Knife slices)

(Pants)

I'm a good man.

I'm a fucking good man, like you.

A god-fearing man.

There is good in my heart.

(Shouts) There is good in my heart!

But my hands...

These hands belong to the devil.

The fucking devil!

Wait... who are you?

Did she come back?

Is she in Scotland?
Is that why you're going?

No, she's not in fucking Scotland,
Charlie.

Whiskey.

We want whiskey.

Maps.

Cigars.

Load the Van, we want it all.

Who's we?

Me and Johnny dogs.

So it's you and Johnny dogs
against Scotland?

You know, at the bsa,
our friends could get you

some of them new artillery cannons
that fire ten shells a second.

You can mount one
on the roof of your fucking car.

Petrol.

We need petrol.

It's so far up north,
they run out of the bloody stuff.

Yeah.

Still riding round on fucking chariots,
they are.

Curly, Arthur is going to Scotland,
so he needs hand grenades.

How many?

Fuck's sake, it's like it's normal.

Our friends at the bsa
still have lots left from the war,

but we can't give them...

Get me some hand grenades, curly, eh?
Hmm?

You find 'em back there, eh?
Good boy, yeah?

You get me some.
Put them on my account.

Yeah.

How many?

- Three, curly.
- Three. Three.

Find a way of getting her back, Arthur.

Without her,
you're as good as dead already.

That's them, the Billy boys!

Gentlemen.

You have just crossed the border
into the county of east tollcross.

Now, according
to the unwritten constitution

of tollcross county,

gypsies, catholics
and other criminally minded individuals

are not allowed to work the roads
of our protestant district

on account of the poor quality
of their labour.

So, my own boys
will be taking over from here.

We will be needing your tools,

your tar, your burner...

And your transportation.

You're gypsies,

you can easily steal another.

I have the keys to the truck.

(Keys rattle)

Ah!

- (Bonescrunch)
- (Groans)

Now...

I want you boys to take a message back
to Jimmy mccavern.

You killed my son.

You hoisted him on a cross!

Now, in this gun...

There's a bullet

and on it is carved the name mccavern.

And when the time comes
for his crucifixion,

it will be me who drives in the nails.

(Anguish ed screams)

(Gasps and screams)

- (Bucket clatters)
- (Screaming continues)

Mr Shelby!

At last you are alone.

I think we'll make quite the team.

The pheasants won't know what hit them.

- (Wings flutter)
- (Gunshots)

You're a fine shot, mr Shelby.

You were in the yeomanry, yes?

Were you cavalry?

You won the distinguished service medal.

That'll help.

With what?

Two months ago, I was in Rome.

I met mr Mussolini.

You and I and men like him...

We will shape the future.

When will you resign
from the labour party?

The day before I announce
the formation of my new party.

The British union of fascists will be born
on January 1st of next year.

The first day of a new decade.

The 19305, mr Shelby, will belong to us.

Did you bring that cigar?

Before we smoke...

I have some conditions.

It really isn't going to be
that kind of relationship.

Just smoke like the fine man
you will become.

(Big Ben chimes)

Yes, colonel Ben younger.

I have an allocated confidential line -
code 78.

It's me. (Clears his throat)

I've agreed to work with our friend.

He's gonna announce on January 1st.

I need to know that my position
as informant against him

is officially sanctioned.

(Band plays)

Today, gentlemen,

we are avenging an unprovoked attack

on members of our organisation

who were simply carrying out
a routine border patrol.

0ur enemies are gypsies,

members of a race destined
for natural eradication anyway,

due to what the scientists call selection.

And since these beggars
are unchristened and unregistered,

the local constabulary
will as soon drop them

in a communal grave
as find a name for a gravestone.

So proceed in any manner you choose
to find the fugitive we seek.

(Pistol cocks)

Morning, mr gold.

- (Band approaches)
- Yeah.

The Billy boys are coming for you.

How the fuck did you find me?

- How the fuck did theyfind me?
- I kind of let it slip.

Give you no choice, eh?

What, hmm? What?

And a Bentley outside, the engine running.

Fastest engine in the world,
apparently, which is good.

We've got two minutes to get out of here.

(Band and engine stop)

We are officers of
the east lanarkshire special constabulary.

We are seeking a man
by the name of aberama gold.

Hand the gentleman over,
and no-one else will be harmed.

Fuck! Take cover!

So, Tommy Shelby...

(In hales)

It's war you want...

It's war you shall have.