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Jack Nelson's coming to London.

There are some people in this
country who I'd like to meet.

Fascists. Not the ones in
boots and black shirts.

The ones in tuxedos.

Mr Shelby, Lady Diana Mitford.

Oswald's most recent
and last ever mistress.

Officially he's coming to
buy liquor import licenses.

And unofficially he's
Roosevelt's envoy.

By being among the Fascists,
by being among 'em,

I can undermine them.

Still looking for trouble big enough
to kill you. If you don't want

to help me carry the bucket,
then I wouldn't blame you.

You have to carry this
bucket on your own.

Do we have a deal, Mr Nelson?

You're a brave man.

Every war hero I ever met,

they're just someone who wanted
to get themselves killed.

If anyone is going to kill
Tommy Shelby... It will be you.

The devil will be dead.
The future belongs to us.

You need to see a doctor.

We've got to keep going until
the Boston business is done.

Hello?

Tommy, she has a temperature
of 101 and nothing is working.

Just get here now.

This programme contains strong
language from the start.

Out of the way! Out of the way!

No... no. Where's the doctor?
Can you get the doctor?

I need to speak a
doctor. Mr Shelby.

Mr Shelby, your daughter
has consumption.

Consumption is a very
infectious disease.

There are procedures
that must be followed.

Please, hand over the
child. OK. Lizzie?

It's going to be all right.

Right, you take
her. You be gentle.

Look after her.

That's my daughter, you hear me?

I need to be with her.

I need to be with my daughter!

Tom.

OK. Come on. They are X-raying
Ruby, they have to X-ray us

because we might have it
as well. Fuck us, Lizzie.

Fuck us! Fuck you and me!

Who brought this on?

We brought on this curse.

Stop, Tommy.

Fucking stop!

They wouldn't let me pass.

They wouldn't let me pass.

They did it on
purpose,

to punish me.

Tommy, stop it, please.

All right.

All right.

My husband is very sorry.

OK.

My husband is very sorry
and he is calm now.

He is recovering from
addiction. Sometimes...

Sometimes

he's a horse in a crate,
kicking the crate.

It's just the crate I'm kicking.

I'm sorry.

Lizzie. Yeah?

Tell me what I have to do.

This way, sir. Sorry.

Thank you.

Mr Shelby, you will need
to keep still for a moment.

To see what's inside.

Wait till you see.

God.

God knows what's inside.

God help her.

She has a tubercular
infection in her left lung.

They've caught it quite early.

They'll do more tests.

They do this thing,
pulmonary something,

where they collapse
the lung, let it rest.

Sometimes the lung cures itself.

And if that doesn't
work, they use gold.

What?

Gold? Gold salts.

The doctor said he explained
their methods to you

when you cut the ribbon
to open the institution.

I can't remember,
I wasn't listening.

Yeah, well.

Gold salts.

Salt with 37% gold.

They say it helps, but it will
make her more sick at first.

Did they say what...?

Did they say what
the chances are?

No. They don't say. Hm.

But she's small.

And with TB that's not good because
the disease is big and fast.

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I'm so sorry,

my darling.

But I will deal with it.

I will make it go away.

I will strike a bargain.

You should be wearing a mask.

I am.

You can try gold, I
will try something else.

Mayfair 244.

Ada. Listen to me.

I need you to be me in London.

No, it's important.

I know you want nothing
to do with my business,

but Ruby is very sick.

I need five days of your time.

So she dresses well.

Go to the door and take
her coat. Yes, ma'am.

Uh... and make a
note of the label.

Of course, ma'am.

Oh, Thomas, where
the devil are you?

Mrs Ada Thorne, ma'am.

I thought you were all called
Shelby. Ah, I'm a widow.

My husband didn't have the good
grace to die. He lingers yet.

Your husband is a member of
the Guinness family, I believe.

They do a lot of good work
on behalf of the poor.

The poor who are
only poor because

they spent so much of their
income on Guinness. Please.

I think the causes of poverty are
a little more complex than that.

Yes. I believe it is
to do with genetics.

Huh. Beautiful vase.

My grandfather stole it
from a brothel in Cairo.

Egyptian. The 18th
Dynasty, I think.

How do you know so much
about Egyptian vases?

I collect antiques. Hm.

A tribe of Gypsies settles on
a clearing in a factory town.

Children, of course,
ensue in their hundreds,but

one of them becomes a
gangster and a politician,

the other a collector
of antiques.

It is quite extraordinary.

A result of genetics, I think.

My dear, you researched
me and I researched you.

If this was 1919, you would have
come through my front door carrying

a revolver and a
Molotov cocktail

and would happily have
blown off my head.

Hm, isn't it wonderful how
time changes everything?

Where is the American?
He'll be here later.

Where is Mosley? He heard Thomas
wasn't coming so he decided to sulk.

You know how men
are. Where is Thomas?

His daughter is sick.

Does he not employ a Governess?

It's a class thing,
a genetic thing.

He puts his daughter's
welfare before business.

Even the business of
changing the world.

I thought today
was purely social.

Now that it's just you,
I suppose it will be.

You should know your
brother has altered my life.

The men here just bounce up and down
in their saddles in a rising trot,

never even galloping.

Thomas is the man on
the horse on the vase.

That's why I put it
out for you to look at.

According to recent
interpretations,

the black rider on 18th Dynasty
vases is meant to signify

approaching death.

So, yes, I suppose
it resembles Thomas.

Tell me, why is he so
emotionally mutilated?

Oh. Because he is a character
in a novel, of course.

One of those novels ladies like you
like to read. All about wild men.

Oh, I don't read novels,

I read only pornography
and politics.

In the absence of the men, shouldn't
we ladies be engaging in small talk?

Very well. Small talk.

You know I like to fuck
women as well as men.

Mm, Tommy was right.

He says that
everything is a circle.

A lady in Eaton Square, as coarse
and honest as an Aston whore.

I just realised I haven't
even offered you a drink.

Ada. Before the dreary business
of changing the world begins,

I want you to know something.

When the time comes for
the great cleansing,

I myself will personally
argue the case that

the Jews must be dealt with, but
that the Gypsies should be spared.

Huh.

Let's drink whisky and
wait for the American.

Huh.

Who the fuck are you?

I am the owner of this Colt
pistol and the bullets within it.

And I am in a hurry.

I followed the patrin
signs for the Lee family.

I'm looking for Esme Shelby-Lee.

Never heard of her.

She is my brother's widow

I am very anxious to speak to her

Esme's husband was a
fucking dirty Didicoi.

He was a Peaky Blinder. Yeah?

Well, I'm the elder
and more terrible.

And as I said, I'm in a hurry.

Where is she?

Put your gun away, Thomas,
there's children around.

You only found me cos
I let you find me.

I heard you were
looking, and I'm curious.

If any of these men is your man,
please tell him I want no trouble.

I don't have a man.

What use is a man?

A horse pulls the wagon.
A dog keeps me safe.

A cat keeps me warm at night.

And if anybody's going to give you
trouble, Tommy Shelby.

It'll be me.

What do you want?

Tell them to leave.

What, you think
I'm in charge here?

Oh, I'm sure of it, Esme.

Leave

The poor boy is scared

Didicoi's too grand to put his
arse on the grass these days?

I have a daughter, Esme.

Her name is Ruby.

She's fallen ill suddenly.

She's very sick.

And I can tell by saying her
name and looking in your eyes

that I have wasted
petrol, time and hope.

Wasted petrol on what?

Ah...

Tommy Shelby, OBE MP.

Running round the mountains in

pursuit of a Gypsy
curse, is that it?

I thought you had Polly deal
with the spirits. Polly is dead.

Bullet or a blade?

Still speaks to me in my dreams.

It was her who told
me to come find you.

Polly.

That name like the ringing
of the school bell.

Come and do as you're told.

Oh, fuck!

I am so glad I'm not
in your camp any more.

Made of bricks and bars.

My daughter is dying, Esme.

Some people go to
France. To Lourdes.

I hear they sell trinkets.

I need more than
fucking trinkets.

I can tell from your reaction
this is not your doing.

I'm sorry for troubling you.

The butler says our American
friend is parking the car.

He also says, in answer
to your inquiry, Diana,

that the coat our exotic friend
is wearing is made by Chanel.

That's a very expensive
label. Yes, it is.

But the perfume I can
smell on you is very cheap.

I am deeply, deeply annoyed
that Thomas isn't here.

It is a family
emergency, apparently.

We only have Ada. The sister.

Well, would the sister
like some more Champagne?

Oh, the sister is
allowed to speak?

She thinks this lunch
is purely social.

The sister is here because
there's sickness in the family.

Thomas wanted someone from
the Shelby organisation

to introduce Mr Nelson to you

and to offer all three
of you an invitation.

Ooh. What invitation?

The invitation can wait.

And please remember, in
this moment, in this room,

it is the Shelby family
that holds the power,

because we have the
information and the incentives

that will make Mr Nelson do
what you require him to do.

So when I speak, please keep
your fucking mouths closed,

because, although I'm reluctant,
I am actually quite good at this.

And yes, I will have Champagne.

Ah. Take care of this.

OK, so before these dull
introductions begin,

I just have to tell you something
that my niece Gina just told me.

Oh, Jack. She said the
Shelby family are all witches

and sorcerers who speak
freely with the dead.

So who here's a Shelby?

Is it true?

Gina. Hello, Ada.

Michael sends his regards.

You're the sister.

Yes, it seems I am
indeed the sister.

I did some research.

You were a Communist once,
but diamonds and lipstick now.

Actually, I'm a Socialist.

She is Mr Shelby's
political adviser.

And you, you're the future
Prime Minister of Great Britain

and its dominions. Indeed I am.

And you, Lady Diana Mitford,

the talk of London with her
amphetamines and emeralds.

It is her sharp mind
that I am in love with.

Men bore me. Ada,
do you have a man?

My husband died, but of
course we speak often.

Between this sparkling conversation,
could I get a drink of some kind?

So this little kid
Gina, she runs out,

she marries a gangster,

and now here we all are.

Oh, Jack, please,
you are so blunt.

Yes, it's wonderful.

A man who is not
careful with his words.

I'm not careful.

Just say it first then clear up the
broken glass with my bare hands.

There you are.

I don't seem to
have a drink either.

Well, I have Scotch or Irish.

Thomas drinks Irish.

Where the hell is he? Irish.

He's been unavoidably detained.

Nothing is unavoidable.
His daughter is unwell.

He doesn't have a wife?

You know, I did some research
on you too, Mr Nelson.

Ada here is the smart
one of the family.

I learnt that when you were
young you lost a brother

and a sister to consumption?

No ice?

Well, that same awful illness
has entered our family.

And, you see, Thomas has very little
faith in current medical practice

regarding tuberculosis.
Man, he has that right.

He's gone off in search
of alternative approaches

to curing the disease.

Experimental work that he hopes
will save the life of his daughter.

In his shoes I would
do the same thing.

Your brother intrigues me.

Yes, he often has
that effect on people.

Yes, and my future husband has that
effect on 20 million people in this

country who attend his rallies
and listen to his broadcasts.

It's amazing...

what English
upper class women can do

with just skin,
bone and arrogance.

My brother sends his
apologies for not being here

and would like to invite all of
you to his home for a meeting.

A meeting where the real
business will be done.

And where you can meet like minds
from Ireland who would also like

to discuss the future of Europe.

But as you say, this
lunch is purely social.

And looking at my glass, I see
I still don't have Champagne.

Michael told me the
sister had gone straight.

Yes, but her brother is the sun,
and the rest just orbit around him.

Gina tells me lots of things, but
I want to hear it from you, Ada.

What exactly does the
Shelby Company Limited do?

Fuck!

You used to have eyes in
the back of your head.

How can you change so much
and not change at all?

I have other lines of inquiry, give
me the spark plug. Gimme the...

Gimme the fucking spark plug.

Give you the spark, give you
hope? Is that what you want?

I do know things about this matter

Something you should see.

Someone dead, someone grieving.

A lot of hate against you.

You were wise to
come to me, Thomas.

Open up the bonnet, would you?

What hate?

What hate, what grieving?

I can't explain where
it is you have to go.

So I'll take you there.

I hope the suspension is good.

We're going to a wild old place.

Mrs Thorne, Mr
Shelby isn't here.

I know. I am.

Do you know where he's gone?

He's gone up a mountain
looking for a miracle.

No-one is allowed to
go in if he's not here.

Just bring me the keys.

All of the keys.

Do you want tea, Mrs Thorne?

Whisky.

Mr Shelby doesn't allow whisky
in the building any more.

Then have someone
go and fetch some.

Until Mr Shelby comes down off
his mountain, I'm in charge.

Yes, Mrs Thorne.

Fuck.

Mickey, I've got to go.
The boss's sister is here.

For the next five days, I'm not
the boss's sister, I'm the boss.

Where is Arthur? We locked
him in the cash safe.

When he gets the yamps really bad
he tells us to lock him in the safe,

to stop him from slipping
down to China Town.

What are the yamps?

When you lose your head. When
you can't control yourself.

Young people say it.

And Arthur gets the yamps a lot?

A lot is twice a day. Arthur
gets them three times a day.

It smells in here.

Arthur sleeps on the floor.
We lock him in at night.

On your feet.

Sit down.

Nice perfume.

Tommy likes you, Isiah.

I believe I'm
suited to this life.

I'm not so sure about you.

I was given to understand that you
are no longer part of the company.

Hm.

You speak well.

I was going to be an accountant

but everybody said I would
be wasted counting money,

instead of stealing it.

What's the name of that perfume?

I've got a girlfriend
with a birthday.

I want you to go to Liverpool.

Then I will go to Liverpool.

We have opium in storage
at the Salthouse docks.

Word got out among
the dock workers.

They started stealing cupfuls,
now it's by the bucket.

By the bucket? The
audacity of it.

The sale of the stolen
opium is being organised

by a union convenor
called Haydn Stagg.

In the envelope you'll find
details of where to find him

and what to do to
him when you do.

Is there a black
star in the envelope?

I decided not.

You decided?

The name of the perfume is know
your fucking place, soldier.

I decided
he'll just take a beating.

And also, that you're going
to take Arthur with you.

Arthur, ten days clean,

and we're going to take him into
a warehouse full of fucking opium?

It can be your job
to look after him.

Why take him at all?

It's his reputation
you're taking.

The beating can be conducted
in a civilised way.

No-one would dare fuck
with Arthur Shelby.

But they would fuck with me?

Yes. He is Arthur Shelby.

You're Isiah... who?

I'm just Isiah, who
is keen to learn, Ada.

Keep him clean.

Deal with Haydn Stagg, bring
Arthur back in one piece.

And in return, I won't tell Tommy
that you're laying private bets

on races that we've fixed.

Just trying to make
a few extra pennies,

buy that birthday present
for my girlfriend.

Mm, lucky girl.

Lock the door, Lizzie.
There are people around here

who start drinking this
early in the morning.

No.

I need to stay
myself and be strong.

Now, come on, not with me.
You can let it go with me.

I can't cry, Ada. If I
start, I'll fall apart.

I need to stay strong for Ruby.

Tommy says it's
just in one lung.

No. They now think it's in both.

It's moving quickly.

They collapsed the left lung
but it made no difference.

They're starting her on
the gold salts tomorrow.

You know somebody who died
on the gold treatment, yes?

Half the people I tell
look like you just did

because they know someome who
died on the gold treatment.

The person I knew was old.

Old and young, the same.

Have you given up, Lizzie?

No.

I'm being strong.

At her bedside, on my own.

While Tommy is up in the
mountains to be among the gypsies.

In truth it's a blessing he's
not around at the hospital,

because all he wants
to do is fight people and...

blame himself,

and I've never felt
so ashamed of him,

Christ, because right
now I need a normal man.

And it's me sitting there,
taking away the bloody rags

and watching her disappear.

Do you know when he's back, Ada?

He gave me instructions,
not information.

Can you get a message to him?

He'll be out of reach.

Ada, I thought you
might know things.

I've been away from all this.

You're still Gypsy.

Yeah, well. The
mystery leaves you.

What mystery? Lizzie, is there
anything practical that I can do?

Before he left, he was
looking for a number for Esme.

What's Esme got to do with this?

I thought you might know.

Esme's a Lee.

What does that mean?

The Lees and the Barwells,
they're wild tribes.

Where do they live?

They're gypsies, they
live where they like.

Fuck. Fuck, Ada.

Tribes in the mountains.

It's 1934, and the
doctors know what it is,

they know what causes it,

but oh, no, my husband,
he knows better.

Not a normal man, your brother.

He's up in the mountains
with fucking horse thieves

and sorcerers while
I'm here on my own.

Not a normal man.

It's OK, Arthur.
I'll look after you.

Yeah.

And Ada said it would be OK
if I recruited my cousins.

Off the streets of Alum Rock,
and looking for the big time.

What do you say, Arthur?

I say big-time boys
don't ask for permission.

I think he means you're in.

Let's go.

Can you still ride bareback?

We're a long way
from anywhere, Esme.

If I find out you've
been wasting my time,

I'll use that rope
to fucking hang you.

Right, hold up,
Hold on, hold on.

Listen, you know what
you've got to do, right?

You've got your orders,
I'm depending on you.

Do you hear me?

Let me tell you something.

Any man, any fucking man
who looked like this before

they're Peaky Blinder.

Peaky Blinder still
looks like this.

After.

We are here to meet a
gentleman called Haydn Stagg.

A gentleman?

Mr Stagg?

That scoundrel.

Never there when you need him.

Who needs him?

We do.

Where is he?

Last I saw he was up to his
balls in a lady called Maria.

We have no time for tradition

or the rules of
the sporting life.

Because, among the
Peaky Blinders,

any man who comes home from a
mission with all his bullets,

he pays a fine.

My name's Haydn Stagg.

I hear there's some men here
from Birmingham looking for me.

I was in the banana warehouse
playing football with the boys.

But I'm guessing you gentlemen
aren't here to kick footballs.

No.

We're here about other business.

We like to call it
Black Star business.

The Black Star a pub, is it?

Yeah. The Black Star's a pub.

The last pub you ever
fucking drink in.

The Peaky Blinders take
you to the Black Star

and all your troubles are done.

But the pub you
drink in, Mr Stagg,

is called The Dolphin, right?

Every night you're in there.

Not to drink

you're there divvying up
the days takings, in't ya?

And there's a woman there.

She sings out, "Opium for sale!"

Sit down, boys.

The rules say the King puts his head
on the block and the game is up.

You're stealing from the
Shelby Company Limited.

You're stealing from
the Peaky Blinders, man.

Therefore

punishment

is a visit to the
Black Star pub.

But, out of kindness
of my heart,

your sentence has been commuted.

Praise the fucking Lord!

And our lovely Ada, eh?

Instead

instead, Mr Haydn Stagg,
it's just a beating for you.

Well, before I take
this beating...

Arthur Shelby, is it, yeah?

Well, comrade, beneath your
sleeves lies the truth.

The marks on your arm.

Yeah.

Stories about you
come up the canal.

Where once you walked fine
alone, now you need a stick.

Let's just fucking
do it, Arthur.

For me it was the morphine
they gave us in France.

I got a taste for it, Arthur.

It was 1924 before I realised
the fucking war was over.

There's a warehouse full of it
is just across the yard, there,

where the boys play football.

And they steal it and
roll around laughing,

and it floats in the air.

But I'm strong, comrade.

Arthur. Let's just
fucking do it.

Liar. It's me that's
due a beating.

But it's me who feels
sorry for you, Mr Shelby.

Because you take your beating
every hour of every day.

Your own blood betrays you,
because it demands dilution.

And sometimes you want to
cut a doorway in your arm

so your blood can escape and
leave you in blessed peace.

Yeah.

Fuck you, man.

I was once where
you are now, Arthur.

If you're going to do it, do it.

But look at me as
the man you can be.

You've tried Jesus, yeah?

Yeah, he looked you up and
down and he shook his head.

Your loved ones

your wife, your kids.

Jesus and your wife and
your kids can't help you.

Only you,

Arthur Shelby.

Only you.

Don't count the days.

Futile.

You get to 100, then you wake
up and it's fucking one again.

Don't build mountains.

Walk like it's a flat plain.

Easy step by easy step.

Arthur, just give me the fucking
word and I'll fucking do it.

Use your stick, Arthur.
Give him the order.

Arthur, I'm not going to
ask you fucking twice.

Isiah, leave him alone.

No... No fucking way.

I said you can stand down.

Let's go, come on.

Come on, all of
ya. Go on. Go on.

Gypsy graveyard?

You can still read the signs.

No horse will go beyond
here. We'll have to walk.

Just tell me whose grave it is.

You'll see.

Who knows what you'll see?

Do you ever go to John's grave?

Things are really bad.

When what's really bad?

I've done bad things, Esme.

And you think now you're
being punished for them?

I would like to make amends.

You want to lift every curse
anyone has ever put on you?

That's a lot of lifting.

My own curse is in
there somewhere.

I should have done
more to protect John.

You think in this holy place

the spirits are listening
to you being kind?

Believe it or not, Esme,
I am discovering kindness.

I'm learning it
from my children.

Do you ever think you've
lost your mind, Thomas?

Lost it long ago.

I only use the crate it came in.

I know why you're here.

I'm in a hurry, Esme.

You think you can make
a deal even with death?

Well, soon you'll be in
the right place to do it.

The village disappeared.
The church fell down.

Only us still use the graveyard.

Do you recall a sapphire?

You gave a sapphire to a
woman called Bethany Barwell.

Ten years ago.

She took the stone
back to her camp.

I warned her about it,
but she took it anyway.

She gave the sapphire
to her sister.

Evadne Barwell.

Evadne put the stone around
the neck of her daughter.

A little girl.

Straight away, the little
girl began to cough.

She died that night.

Seven years old.

I heard they threw the
sapphire in the river.

No-one's ever gone
to look for it.

I'm guessing it'll be the girl's
mother who laid the curse.

Only women can lay curses.

Perhaps she waited until
your little girl was seven,

so you'd know how it feels.

Do you have whisky? No.

Tommy.

Perhaps the treatment will work
and your daughter will live.

It's science.

Science is winning
everything these days.

Even against the angels.

I can leave you, if you want.

Your horse will
know his way back.

But I think there should be some
reward for what I have shown you.

Some consideration. You can
afford it, Mr Shelby OBE.

I will find her.

I will find this
fucking Evadne Barwell,

I will fucking find her,

and I will give her money
to take back this curse.

You only found me because
I wanted to be found.

And the Barwells roam from
the border to the sea.

I will give her
£10,000. More. Anything.

You will put out word, Esme.

You will put out word. I will put
out word, and I will find her.

And instead of this poor
wooden cross... Tommy!

I will build a monument
to this little girl.

Her mother can decide how big.

It can be as big as
fucking Nelson's Column.

That and £10,000.

I will buy her off. I
will start looking today.

Ruby will be well.

She will be well!

And I will undo the many
wrongs that I have done.

Now that I'm without whisky I
can hear the spirits clearly,

and they're saying Ruby will
be well, if I make amends.

That is the conversation.

If you want my help, I will help
you, Thomas, if you also pay me.

Pay me and I will
help you to find her.

I will pay you. But
I don't want money.

I don't read the papers, but
I know there was a crash,

and nothing is certain
and money loses value.

Instead of money, give me gold.

Gold. Yes, I will give you gold.

In uncertain times,
gold is always certain.

I will give you gold.

And you will help
me find this woman.

And she will spare my daughter.

Lizzie! Where the fuck were you?

Where were you?

Where the fuck were you?

She's gone, Tommy.

She's gone.

Just now. At 5.17.

You weren't fucking
here,

were you?

Were you?

It was before then, and she was
here, and then she was gone,

and now she's gone to
where they've put the dead.

They've put her with
the dead people.

She was asking,
just now, for you.

But went

at 5.17.

I told her that you loved...

I gave her your kiss goodbye.