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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.

Happy birthday to you

Join in.

Happy birthday to you

Look at this.

-Happy birthday, dear Agnes
-What a beauty.

Thanks, everybody.

Happy birthday to you

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has withdrawn from this world."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.

Rub, dub
You just can't touch me

Built like a boulder
And I'm rolling like I'm lovely

You won't stop me
You won't shut me

Something inside says
It's gonna get ugly

Boys, the Peaky Blinders are here.

What shall we do?

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

I'm a man
I am nobody's son

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.

A lot of people
Lot of people, lot of people

Lot of people, lot of people
Like to be wise after the event…

Boysies.

Most in fact
Are wiser after time has passed

You all right, boys?

A lot of people
Like to be wise for a bet…

Duke, there's some fucker
from London. He's in the parlor.

I told the kids to leave his car alone.

Mr. Shelby.

The ship will dock in Liverpool.

Here.

You can keep that.

Freshly printed
counterfeit five-pound note.

-There's plenty more where that came from.
-How much more?

350 million pounds more.

It's my job to introduce the money
into the British economy

using organized criminal gangs.

So Peaky Blinders gets a 20% cut.

That's… 70 million pounds
to use as you see fit.

But be ready
for the anarchy that comes after.

I'm ready. Yeah.

Obviously, Berlin… would much prefer it
if I was talking to your father.

Yeah?

Oh!

I'm in charge now.

Um… Duke?

-Duke.
-Duke.

Well, if you're in charge,

I need to know that you are willing
to take part in an act of treason

that will decide this war for Germany.

The world don't give a fuck about me.

-And I don't give a fuck about the world.
-So you have no allegiances?

There are no lines
that you will not cross?

You got lucky finding me. Yeah.

Good.

Well…

Tonight, when the bombs fall,
you'll have to prove it.

Johnny?

"I hurt my brothers,
mostly Arthur, the beast on chain."

No one comes to my house.

Hey. I just opened the windows
to let some of the spirits out.

I'm here to give a message
for the Rom Baro.

I'm told you are writing something.

No, fuck…

You think you know me.

It's my twin sister's face
you see in mine.

Even though she died some time ago,

I still speak to her.

In dreams.

In séance.

She wanted me to give you a message.

You are easy to get around.

Just like your house,

you're easy to break into
if you have the right key.

Your sister's name…

was Zelda?

Yes. I'm Kaulo Chiriklo.

-In Romanes, it means…
-Blackbird.

That will help.

So you, um…

You slept with my sister.

Stow Gypsy Fair, 1914.

She had your baby, Duke.

I know all about the baby
and the man he has become.

I left him my kingdom.

No, you abandoned your kingdom,
and you abandoned your son.

He wasn't ready for it.

If it's money he wants,
I gave him enough. Hear me?

If it's trouble he's in,
I've trouble enough of me own.

I know about your trouble, Mr. Shelby.

I don't think you're going to
be able to write your way out of it.

You live in a house haunted with ghosts.

Of people who died 'cause of you.

You still haven't given me your message.

Huh.

Your son is in trouble.

He's working with evil men.

Men who would destroy our people.
Gypsy people.

I do not engage
in that kind of work anymore.

If you agree
to come back and save your son,

my sister and I will help you find peace.

I saw the doors and windows open.

What the fuck?

Don't shoot, Mr. Dogs.

I think down the Lee bloodline
we are, what, second cousins?

Johnny, why don't you cook
those two pigeons you shot today?

We have a guest.

We have a what?

That woman is
the queen of the Palmer Gypsies.

You understand that, don't you, Tom?

She runs séances for women who have lost
their sons and husbands in the war.

She's making money
from their grieving, Tom.

With voices and banging
on the tables and plasma.

Ectoplasm.

Don't let her use your grief, Tom.

Hey, hup, hup, hup.

A socialist who smells like a socialite.

Auntie Ada.

I was just at the BSA.

Oh. Last night's raids.

Yeah. I thought we'd give them a hand.

Lots of chorers around here these days.

Hmm.

-What are those pigs doing out there?
-An abattoir in Wolverhampton was hit.

So I thought we'd get the pigs
before the Black Country boys did.

Fighting with the neighbors over pigs?

I also provide a medical service

for those in shock and grief.

War and morphine.

It's like…

It's like brother and sister. Ask me dad.

That's morphine stolen
from the Queen Elizabeth Hospital.

I should report you.

To who, eh?

To who?

Arthur's dead.

Polly's dead.

Jeremiah's dead.

And me dad. Well, me dad…

He's lost his fucking mind.

So it's just you.

And you're full of empty threats.

You've got the look, Duke.

Just like your dad.

But it's what you haven't got
that's gonna fuck you up.

Which is?

When your way of life leads to your death,

when your coffin burns,
there'll be no one standing in the smoke.

It'll just be smoke.

What you've not got, Duke,

is family.

Never did.

Never fucking did.

I'll tell you what I have got.

Something much bigger
than anything me fucking dad ever did.

And it's me doing it.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

We'll unload in the morning, Curly,
when the snow passes.

You go and get warm.

I won't get warm, Charlie,
after what we've seen today at the BSA.

No.

What? Is there an election?

Because if there is,
you know you have my vote.

Charlie, this morning Duke stole
weapons from a government armory.

And the chief constable
of Birmingham police

gave him written permission to do it.

Tomorrow I'm going to the military police
barracks on Montague Street.

Oh, Ada.

There were witnesses
to the robbery laying flowers.

I recognized some of them.

I need testimony.

Nobody will speak to you.

I just need their addresses, Charlie.

For your own welfare, Ada.

There's only one man
who can stop Duke Shelby.

And that man is writing a fucking book.

"In 1914,

meself and me brother Arthur

volunteered for the Tunnelling Brigade."

"Clay kickers."

"Digging our way
to the enemy front line."

"There were nightmares down there."

"I came home from war,

and I brought war home in me head."

"And part of me is still buried."

"The tormented soul

haunting the border
between life and death,

with no way out."

Where the fuck did you get that scarf?

I went for a walk. I, um…

I found it on a grave.

Here.

Your, uh, brother's grave.

I heard around the fairs and the weddings

that… that he took his own life.

All this thinking about it

and writing about it…

Sit down. We should eat
before the food gets cold.

But can you see it

in front of your own eyes?

I sometimes borrow my sister's body

like it's an old dress.

I asked Kaulo to leave me
with you alone for a while.

It is me,

Zelda.

And so the performance has begun.

Belief comes and goes, you know, it…

doesn't matter.

But if it helps,

that scarf belongs to your daughter, Ruby.

She said she left this for you
hanging off a branch.

So I went to your brother's grave,
and I spoke to him.

You told him it would be cowardly

to believe all of this is imagination.

I don't want to scare you.

I need to speak to you.

What else did me brother say to you?

I'll tell you what else
your brother said to me

if you agree to help our son.

Whatever it is,

I can't help him.

I can't help him.

Because I'm not that man anymore.

Then I will help you be that man again.

I will take you back

to where it all began.

I need to wake you, Tommy.

And not with words.

With, um…

a different kind of séance.

You remember when, uh,
we were at the fair?

And we laid down under a hazel tree?

And we hid from the world?

That was the day Duke came into being.

Remember.

And then come back to the world.

Life is but a dream

And the world's on fire

Everybody's down

And everyone is fine

The lily on the water

The money in the wall

The money in the slaughter

The pride before the fall

Life is but a dream

And the world's on fire

This morning there was a robbery.

Duke Shelby stole weapons

from the BSA factory.

There were witnesses.

I recognize some faces
of people who were there.

I need people
who will give evidence to me as your MP.

There is a way to stop him.

Ugh.

Drink?

No, thank you.

So this is Virgil.

He's deputy head
of the British Fascist League.

I'll be helping to distribute the money
to our partners across the country.

I have to decide if we are
able to work with your organization.

So Virgil has some questions for you.

-How will you collect the cash?
-I'll arrange three canal boats.

Trucks leaving the docks are searched,
and the coal boats just come and go.

-You've done your research.
-I have.

And the people with the boats are my kin.

That is both good and bad.

And if they say no?

They won't say no.

We are asking you to take possession
of 70 million pounds, Mr. Shelby.

I need certainty.

I understand
Gypsies have rules about family.

Accidents of blood do not concern me.

Anyway, I'm told I don't have a family.

Good.

So you have a plan in place.

Which means that now
it's just a question of your character.

This afternoon I called you,
and I told you the truth

about our friend Virgil here, didn't I?

Yes, you did.

And what truth did you tell him about me?

Well, last night
I was contacted by Berlin,

and they gave me
an important piece of intelligence.

What intelligence?

They told me that
you had been talking to your mistress.

And that you could no longer be trusted.

Now, I spoke with the woman,

and, uh, she confirmed what I'd been told.

She was a nice woman.

It's… It's a shame.

What the fuck are you talking about?

No!

No, give him another one.

Eh?

-Give him another one.
-He's fucking dead.

No, he's not. Trust me.
Gi… Give him another one.

-Yeah?
-Good boy.

Fucking animal.

Deeper and deeper you walk into the blood

until you are out of your depth,

and then you must learn to swim in it.

Commanding officer
told me that back in 1914.

He's dead now.

Have a drink.

He couldn't keep his fucking mouth shut.

It's that upper-class certainty, you know?

The… The voice of nations.
The voice I'm sure your father hated too.

It probably gave him orders
in some muddy field somewhere.

There will be no repercussions
for what you've just done.

I'm working
with some very powerful people.

Politicians, industrialists,

members of the royal family.

In the coming regime,
I will make sure that you are protected.

So…

Tomorrow.

You take the boats to Liverpool,
and you collect the money.

Yeah.

But now,

you find a way
to get rid of this piece of shit.

Fuck.

Was it good?

Yeah. Maybe.

Huh?

Maybe?

Huh? Maybe?

Now you smile like that…

…it just reminds me
how much sadness is in you, Tommy.

Do you want to know
what else your brother Arthur said to me?

He said he wasn't alone that night.

-This is where the performance ends.
-No, he doesn't blame you.

Stop talking.

Everyone believes Arthur Shelby
took his own life on the bridge.

-Stop fucking talking!
-He wasn't by himself.

You were there with him.

He went to your office.

-He wanted to borrow money from you.
-No.

Listen to me.

He had a gun and he stole your car.

You went looking for him.

Tell me.

There was a fog.

When I found him,

he was injured, but he was still wild.

He'd taken that much opium.

He started…
He started to believe I was the devil.

It was an accident.

It was an accident.

And that's when
the door in me head blew open.

Hey.

Hey.

You could close the door.

You could have the peace
that we promised you, Tommy.

You can't save Arthur.

You can't save Ruby.

But you can save your son.

Get. Get, get. Get.

Tom?

Tom.

What the fuck?

-I'm going to Birmingham.
-To fucking where?

To see me son.

Tom, you are not ready for this world.

-Wh… What weapons you taking with you?
-Just meself.

No weapons? And no Arthur by your side?

Right. I'll go.

-And I'll drive.
-I'm not looking for trouble, Johnny.

No, but in Garrison Lane, Tom,

trouble will be looking for you.

Never let a clock tell you
What you got time for

It only goes around
Goes around, goes around

Take your family name
For your own great sins

'Cause each day is where it all begins

And
Don't give up too quick

You only get one line
You better make it stick

If we give ourselves to every breath

Then we're all in the running
For a hero's death

Life ain't always empty

Life ain't always empty

Life ain't always empty

Life ain't always empty

Life ain't always empty

Life ain't always empty

Morning.

Got rid of the body.

Spare me the details.
I just had breakfast.

Uh… But I'm afraid that

this morning there will be
another body to dispose of.

Last night, a fascist sympathizer
was at the air-raid shelter,

and your father's sister…

Ada?

-Ada.
-She was there too.

Now, she is taking
witness statements against you

for the theft of munitions.

She's planning
to deliver them to the military police

over on Montague Street
later this morning.

So if she hands these statements over,
you will hang.

70 million pounds, or the noose.

What do you think?

Good.

You know, I have a son,

and

I'm so ashamed of him.

Uh, he writes fucking poetry.

If you were my son,

I would cherish you.

Make me proud.

You leave that fucking gun
where it is, Tom. That is mine.

Because if you're the father
and Duke Shelby is the son,

then the Holy Ghost Johnny Dogs
is gonna need at least a fucking revolver.

I'm coming with you.

I'm dropping it off at the barracks.
It's guarded by military police, Karl.

Mum, I'll walk with you.

I'm only going to Montague Street.

Listen, Karl.
I'm not frightened of anything.

So you needn't be either.

How does it feel
To be a puppet hanging from a nail?

I could tell you secrets
That would turn you pale

Hello, Mr. Shelby, sir.

These are the things
That keep a dreaming man awake

Shaking all the hands
That wanna drain yer

You're just a figure
In somebody else's sorry scene

How far do you think
That they can bend you?

Fucking hell.

Okay.

If you'd a way to live a life
Where you was living clean

Do you think it's heaven
They would send you?

Ah.

In the moon

I found change

Fucking…

In my heart, only rage

In my feet there's no running

How does it feel
To be a freak among the freaks?

Hiding all yourself under the table

How does it feel
To be a savage and a beast?

And all the world sees a fallen angel

In the moon, I found change

In my heart, only rage

If I smile
That means nothing's wrong…

Ada!

Ada, run!

Mum!

No!

Mum!

You did not make me proud.

Stop the car, Johnny.

Stop the fucking car. Stop the car!

And now the truth is everywhere

You're long gone

No paper trail

Another light begins to fail

You're long gone, you're yesterday

And still I feel you in this place

You're long gone
You're changed away

-Mr. Shelby, did someone call you?
-No one called me.

-There's been a shooting this morning.
-Get your fucking hands off me.

Your sister is dead,
and we believe your son has information.

Where's the body?

St. Elizabeth Mortuary.

Tom. Tom.

-Go to the mortuary, Johnny.
-We'll both go, Tom.

Take this and stand guard over her.

It's too late.
A gun is no good. She's dead.

Johnny, do as I say.

Where you going, Tom?

You're unarmed.

-Welcome back, Mr. Shelby.
-Thank you, Peggy.

I need to speak to the owner of this pub.

It may have escaped your notice,
you war-shy fucker,

but we were dancing to that music.

When I get an answer to me question,
you can dance again.

Who the fuck are you?

Just need to speak to him.

Right, sweetheart.

Here's what's gonna happen, all right?

You, you're gonna turn around,

you're gonna put
that fucking music back on, okay?

You're gonna pick
a slow number, all right?

Then you and me,
we're gonna waltz around this dance floor

like Fred Astaire
and Ginger fucking Rogers.

D'you like to dance?

I asked you a question.

Do you wanna dance with me, sweetheart?

Holy fuck.

Everybody stay calm.

Anyone thinking of pulling a weapon,
do not pull a weapon.

Because this man, ladies and gentlemen,

is Tommy Shelby.

Who the fuck is Tommy Shelby?

Perhaps someone
should explain to him who I am.

Uh… I don't give a fuck who you are.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

You and me, we're gonna dance.

Now.

Put that fucking music back on.

There is a dance

called the quickstep.

Perhaps you've heard of it.

Go!

Fuck! Fuck!

Fu…

Music in pubs
is always a bad idea. Right, you.

I'm looking for me son.

You crossed every fucking line.

Hey!

You stole from your own.

-You sold women.
-I didn't kill her!

You stole medicine from children.

-Get up!
-I didn't fucking kill her!

He wanted me to kill her.

But I couldn't. 'Cause I'm not that man.

What are you, then? What are you?

Fuck you.

What are you?

I will not kill me own kin.

And yeah, I've sinned.
'Cause sin is all I fucking know.

Yeah, 'cause sin
is all you fucking left me.

You hear that, Dad?

Sin is all you fucking left.

Fucking sin
is all you fucking left me, eh? Eh?

Now talk.

Talk.

Ah! The man who fucking killed her

drives a Morris
with three bullet holes in it.

He came to me with a plan.

It was bigger
than anything you fucking ever did.

Fuck.

Tell me.

Tell me what he's planning to do.

I see you found your son, Tom.

Do you want me
to leave you alone for a bit?

I have business here.

What business?

Give me the gun.

Huh?

Give me the gun.

I'm expecting someone to come.

Who, Tom?

The man who shot Ada.

He will come here 'cause he will guess
that I will say goodbye to me sister.

He will want to kill me before I kill him.

Tell my son to take
the guns he stole to Charlie's yard.

Tom, I should stay here with you.

Go.

All of us dead.

Except for the one who wants to be dead.

I should've come back
when you told me to, Ada.

I confess to you, sister.

I killed our brother, Arthur.

It wasn't an accident.

It wasn't an act of mercy.

I killed him
'cause I was full of booze and rage.

And I had a moment
when I could've spared him.

I killed me own brother.

'Cause I wanted to be free of him.

I promise you, sister.

I promise, Arthur.

I promise, Ruby.

From this bad will come some good.

I heard you're cavalry.

Yeah, but I'm not a fucking toff.

-I hear they put you underground.
-Clay kickers.

Yeah.

Hitler's having all the toffs
quietly butchered. You know that?

At least he's got a plan.

Solutions.

All this garbage.

Growing among us, you know, infecting us.

Needs cutting out.

Let the good stuff grow.

What I'm doing is a good thing, Tommy.

End the war
with banknotes instead of bombs.

Everyone gets rich. No one dies.

Fucking simple.

A Sten gun has 30 rounds.

Gonna be out soon, pal.

Whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa.

Good boy. Good boy.

Take a little walk to the edge of town

Go across the tracks

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 this square
Past the bridge

Past the mills
Past the stacks

On a gathering storm
Comes a tall handsome man

In a dusty black coat
With a red right hand

Some time ago,
your mother's spirit came to me.

No, no, no.

-It's not the time for Gypsy magic.
-No, that part is done.

Now it's time to be practical.

So now

is your chance.

Chance for what?

When you were a little boy,

you decided that you were a duke.

And everyone laughed.

Now it's time for you to be king,
and this time no one will laugh.

You will fight side by side
with your father.

You will do as he says.

And in the fog,

as the dust settles…

He wants peace.

I promised him peace.

And he knows in his soul

that a bullet is the only thing
that's going to bring peace to him.

Mm.

…Rom Baro.

The Gypsy King.

That

is what your mother always wanted for you.

Together we can rule.

But you must decide
if you're ready to be king.

Okay?

I spoke to Duke.

He said he wants to help you.

First, I'll need a four-wheel Gypsy wagon.

I'm told you want to help me
kill the man who killed Ada.

Yeah.

I do.

-Curly.
-Tom.

Love, love is a verb

Love is a doing word

Fearless on my breath

Gentle impulsion

Shakes me, makes me lighter

Fearless on my breath

Teardrop on the fire

Fearless on my breath

I know I fucked up before,

but I can help you.

I was wondering if you'd call.

He's coming for you.
He knows where you are.

I will call you again
when we reach Liverpool.

What do you want in return?

70 million. The same as before.

We have a deal, Mr. Shelby.

Into the darkness again

In with the pigs in the pen

God knows I love you

Screws in my head

I will be beside you

Till you're dead

Tom.

There's someone to see you.

He say he the king.
The King, Tom, of the Liverpool Dock.

Stagg.

Tommy.

Are you sure it's him?

Yeah. You don't see many Morrises
with three bullet holes in the door.

Waterloo Docks. Warehouse 47.

I bribed the surveyor.

These will show you
all the ways in and out.

When we get to Liverpool,

I'm gonna need you.

What the fuck's in this warehouse, Tommy?

A man I want dead.

And a weapon that could lose us the war.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa!

We'll win no medals,
and no one will know what we've done,

but we'll have done a good thing

for a good cause.

I've heard you decided
this wasn't your war.

It is now.

But they're Nazis and you're a Gypsy.

They've been slaughtering
your people for years.

So this always was your war.

There were some things
I needed resolving in me head.

Oi!

Get here!

Go on. We'll have it in the neck. Go on.

This is me son.

Call him Duke.

Word of you came up the canal.

Worse than your da, they say.

No, he's not worse.

He's not worse.

He doesn't have the fields of Flanders
rotting inside his head.

He's not cursed like you and me, Stagg.

And I've decided I can trust him.

Haven't I, son?

Warehouse 47's on Waterloo Dock.

To the west,
the loading bays are heavily guarded.

To the east, you've got the dockside.

The canal boats
can approach the warehouse from the water.

That'll create a diversion.

In the meantime, I need
to find Beckett and get to the money.

There's a ventilation shaft
directly under warehouse 47.

I can get in that way
through the Waterloo Tunnel.

No. The Waterloo Tunnel's
been closed for 50 years.

Half of it's collapsed.
It's been sealed off.

The dock authorities put
three-inch steel gates over the entrance

to stop the dockers
from moving their contraband.

Boats are loaded and ready.

Right, you leave the tunnel to me.

I'll be there at midnight tomorrow.

No later.

Whatever you say, boss.

Can't be easy
being the son of Tommy Shelby, eh, lad?

I'm finding ways to cope.

"I dedicate this book to my daughter Ruby,

and to my two sons."

"My eldest son, Duke,
should be my natural heir."

"But tonight will be a test

which will reveal the truth about him."

"It is my eldest son,

my dark reflection,

who will write
the final chapter of this story."

"How it ends

will be his decision."

"Tonight we will see if from this bad

some good will come."

Charlie! Charlie! Tommy's gone!

He's taken five packets of explosives

and a landmine from the hold.

We have our instructions.

How long?

They say 30 minutes.

You know, Tommy,
there's not a lock, a fence, or a gate

my cousins can't remove.

Before I go,

Kaulo Chiriklo,

I'd like you to read my palm.

Your heart broken twice.

Now read me head line.

Your poor head, Tommy.
Deep cuts crossing all the way.

Now you read my life line.

War there.

The first war didn't get you,

but it cut you away
from who you were before. You see here?

It's a gap.

And down you went, on and on,

like a wheel on the road,

rolling just to roll.

Still, the crown is mine.

You've only told me me past.

I want you to tell me me future.

What's going to happen
to me tonight, Kaulo Chiriklo?

You asked for peace.

Tonight you will have peace.

So, you know my intention.

I've known your intention
since you first come to my land,

and you asked Johnny Dogs
about the welfare of the Rom Baro.

Mm.

A long time ago,

Polly Gray told me
that if a blackbird flies into your house,

death will come.

Never thought I'd meet
a woman like Polly Gray again.

And yet, behold.

Tommy.

Tonight,

either you will kill him…

or he will kill you.

You

Are my angel

Right. That's it.

All of it is loaded.

Everyone jump on.

Move it.

Come from way above

Remember.

Midnight.

Everything happens at midnight.

To bring me love

But his eyes

He's on the dark side

Neutralize

Every man in sight

"Now the brother
shall betray the brother to death,

and the father, the son, and children

shall rise up against their parents

and shall cause them to be put to death."

Mark, chapter 13, verse 12.

Now, why don't you show me
what your father's planning to do?

There will be three boats
entering the basin from the tunnel.

They will be armed
with Stens and Brownings.

They will be concealed
in the holds of the boats

to use the element of surprise.

Five minutes, boys. Time to go.

Everybody off.

If you hit them hard, you'll be able to
take them before they get the shot away.

Heil Hitler.

Heil Hitler.

Let's have a drink.

Sure you wanna do this?

I'm sure.

Love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you

Love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you

Love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you

Love you, love you, love you, love you
Love you, love you, love you, love you

Love you, love you, love you, love you

Peace in our time.

Fire!

You stupid fucking Gypsy!

What have you done?

I tossed a coin.

The coin told me to betray me father.

But I disobeyed the coin.

Decided to do the right thing.

So send me on me way,

and pull the fucking trigger.

Your father always thinks
he's one step ahead.

But he left you behind, didn't he?

What kind of father leaves his son behind?

In my life
I would change it

Pull it down like unclean air

On the pavement, living's easy

All the shadows know me there

'Cause in my life

In my life
I would be here

If I was not to be there

I cut an answer from the pages

Let the void in me declare

'Cause in my life
All I needed was

All the wanted not to share

Till I've conceded

All I need is
Is the right end of this knife

'Cause in my life

In my life

Hey.

Get the fuck in here now!

In my life

Where the fuck were you, eh?

Midnight came and went.

Where the fuck were you?

-You could at least say well done.
-Listen to me!

I'm only here 'cause your mother
told me your life's worth saving.

Mother's been dead for ten years now.

Well, she's a very persistent lady.

What the fuck is that?

In 30 seconds, you'll find out.

Get out of here.

Fuck.

All my life is elation

In despair
Is a cancer

In the patient
Is a murder in the air

'Cause in my life
Bet I want it

Cling on to whatever's there

For all my…

We did it, Dad. We fucking did it.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

Hey, come on. Come on. Come on.

I am a horse.

You'd do it…

You'd do it for a horse.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey. Hey.

Use the bullet she gave you.

-No, no.
-Take it.

Tom.

Go on, son.

-Use the bullet she gave you, son.
-No, no, no.

-Go on.
-Fuck…

Come on, son.

I can't do it, Dad.

Yes, you can.

Come on.

Heavy lies the crown.

Come on.

Come on!

In the bleak…

…midwinter.

Collect it all and burn it.

Eh?

Yes…

Rom Baro.

Sharp is the wind

Cold is the rain

Harsh is the livelong day

Upon the wide open plain

By Donnelly's hollow

Under sod, gorse and furze

There lies the young wren, oh

By the saints she was cursed

The wren is a small bird

How pretty she sings

She bested the eagle

When she hid in its wings

With sticks and with stones

"Give my car to Johnny Dogs,

my wine to The Garrison pub,

my horses to someone
who's no work for them,

my bullets to someone
who's no names to write on them,

and my guns
to someone who has no use for them."

"Once, I nearly got fucking everything."

"But nearly doesn't count."

"But throughout it all, I had me family."

"We are reunited now,

in whichever place will have us."

"Burn my body."

"Let the ash blow."

"I am free."

There are birds of the earth

And beasts of the field

By spite and by fury

Are people revealed

Attacked in the village

Spat on in town

They come from all over

The End @

To hunt the wren
On the wide open ground

The wren is a small bird

Though blamed for much woe

Her form is derided

Wherever she goes

With cold, want, and whiskey

She soon is run down

Her body paraded

On a staff through the town

A rag for her ceiling

The sod was her floor

She chose the cold open plain o'er

The dark workhouse door

With two broken wings

And feathers so brown

They come from all over

To hunt the wren
On the wide open ground

Set me back

Some things
Never get themselves on track

If I want you, I'm coming back

Hard of them
A very hard attack

Set me free

Some things never let themselves be

If I want to, I'll be free

Call it Monday

Set me back

Some things
Never let themselves on track

If I want you, I'll come back

Hard of them
A very hard attack

City hall

I've got nothing
Come and take it all

There's no further we can fall

Call it Monday

Set me back

Some things
Never get themselves on track

If I want to, I'm coming back

Hard of them
A very hard attack

Set me free

I will melt to every breath I breathe

Once they're here
They're trying to leave

Call it Monday

Set me back

Some things
Never get themselves on track

If I want to, I'm coming back

Call it Monday

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