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Mr Churchill.

If there are bodies
to be buried...

Dig holes.

And dig them deep.

Don't do this in here.

You're taking me
away from my baby!

- Freddie!
- Ada!

It wasn't me who
shot Freddie Thorne.

He trusts me, I told you that.

I think I know where
the guns are hidden.

I want your word that Thomas Shelby will
not be harmed if the guns are recovered.

(GUNSHOT)

It would be an honour to
work with you, Mr Kimber.

Nobody works "with"
me. People work "for" me.

Black star. What does that mean?

Black star day is the day we
take out Billy Kimber and his men.

Grace...

Will you marry me?

You deserve better.

Is it him?

- CAMPBELL: Where is he?
- He left.

With the barmaid.

(DOOR OPENING)

Service?

(KNOCKING)

We don't open two more hours.

You come back later.

Police.

Inspector Campbell, sir.

Any trouble, sir?

Look...

I know.

I know.

That is,

I'm given to understand
by several of my officers...

(CLEARS THROAT)

Several of my officers
that people come here...

That men come here for...

a certain purpose.

Arthur. Arthur, wake up!

Get home, get bathed, check
your kids, check your weapons.

Why?

What's going on?

We're doing it today.

♪ Where secrets lie in the
border fires in the humming wires

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

Fetch the wagons, Charlie.

It's today.

♪ On a gathering storm
comes a tall handsome man

♪ In a dusty black coat
with a red right hand ♪

(MOANING)

(CHILDREN PLAYING)

(GIGGLING)

I'll be there in a minute, mate!

(LOUD KNOCKING)

John, I've told you to
keep the doors locked.

It could have been anyone.

Get dressed.

We're doing it today.

As a matter of fact,
he's doing me today.

Make sure he's done you by 9:00.

You should learn to knock!

It's not a day for knocking.

Dear Lord, make
this day pass well.

Let none get hurt,

and make them
that do not Shelbys.

Watch John,

'cause he has so
many depending on him.

Watch Arthur,

because he's as likely to
hurt himself as anyone else.

Watch Thomas.

I know how he is.

But he does what he does for us.

I think.

Amen.

I used to do that every
morning during the war.

Think'd I'd done
it for the last time.

Today will be
the last time, Poll.

After today, there'll
be no need for prayers.

We'll be set.

Family meeting, half-ten.

I'm sorry I kept you.

It is so early.

That's all right.

I, I didn't sleep last night.

CHINN: Mr Zhang said that
you are special, special customer.

Do you want to sit?

Do you want to
take off your boots?

Yes.

And,

this.

CHINN: So tight.

We can also clean and press
your shirt while we do this.

Ah, that's a very
efficient service.

You've never been to
a place like this before?

It's okay.

Sometimes old men who
lost their wives, they come here

all the time.

Old men?

I am so old?

No, I mean...

I am young. Anyway...

CHINN: I will make
you young as well.

Whore.

CAMPBELL: Dear Grace,

I write this letter to
you with a heavy heart.

I know exactly what you did.

And with whom.

I will not mention
any of it in my report.

However, you should be aware

that I know you gave yourself to
the man who is our sworn enemy.

That is not only treason,

it is disgusting
beyond all measure.

Your father would
be ashamed of you.

And as for myself, I
am beyond desolation.

You have betrayed every
principle and standard of honour

that was your birth right.

And, for what?

Love.

(PANTING)

Oh, my God, I'm
sorry, did I do that?

It's okay.

You are special,
special customer.

Would you sit with
me for a moment?

Please?

(SIGHS)

(HUSHED CONVERSATION)

For the suits.

You want to hear
something funny?

(SIGHS)

(INAUDIBLE WHISPER)

I am unarmed.

It's curious, Inspector.

I thought you came
here to clean up the city.

Not to sleep with its whores.

You're no different from any
other copper that came before you.

I'm no different from those who
would follow, should I choose to leave.

Oh, you've no reason to stay.

You have what you came for.

Yes, I have what I came for.

I have a meeting with Mr
Winston Churchill at midday.

And, no doubt, he intends to

congratulate me on
finding those stolen guns.

And you still don't know
how we found them, do ya?

Good.

Oh, you got lucky.

Did I?

Yeah.

One thing I have learned

is that you and I are opposites.

But also just the same.

Like an image in a mirror.

We hate people.

And they in turn

hate us.

And fear us.

Before the day is over,

your heart will be broken.

Just the same as mine.

Men like us, Mr Shelby,

will always be alone.

And the love we get,

we will have to pay for.

You forget, Inspector,

I have my family.

Enjoy your day.

(BABY FUSSING)

Oh, little one.

You're much better
with him than I am.

He settles quicker with me
because he can't smell the milk.

- (BABY GURGLES)
- You're tired.

Let's put him down.

(AUNT POLLY SHUSHES THE BABY)

Mine were terrors for the tit.

Both of them.

Well, you never knew
my children, did you?

I was a child myself then.

You never talk about them.

I've no reason to.

(BABY COOS)

Heart breaks even
when I think about them.

But, today,

I do have reason to.

Sit down, Ada.

They were three
and five years old.

Sally was three, Michael was five,
well, two weeks away from being six.

It was Sunday morning,

I was at church...

"You're not forgiven."

This...

Pinched-faced bitch said
to me, "You're not forgiven."

You see, some sheets I'd
washed and hung on the line

had the name of a hotel in them.

They'd been stolen in a robbery,

and they said some porter
at the hotel had been coshed.

And a woman from around here
told the police about the sheets.

Jealous, you see,
about the new sheets.

And when the police came,

they found a spirits still.

Making a few drops of gin.

And for that...

(CRYING) They took
my children from me.

And they never told me
where they took them.

And they did it 'cause they
could, and 'cause I was weak.

They will never take
your baby away from you.

Do you know why?

'Cause Tommy won't let them.

'Cause Tommy won't
let them walk all over us.

Now, it is Tommy that has brought
strength and power to this family.

'Cause he knows...

You have to be as bad as
them above in order to survive.

I'm telling you this because
I want you to forgive him.

How can I?

When my Freddie's
rotting in jail because of him.

There's something about
today you need to know.

POLICEMAN: All right,
Freddie. Time to go.

I want to get a
message to Campbell.

(SIGHS)

I can't let them
move me to Brixton.

If I go to Brixton,
they'll kill me.

Freddie...

You're not going to get
as far as Brixton prison.

You're free.

CHURCHILL: I told the
Prime Minister personally

that the guns have
been retrieved,

and he actually
heard me and listened,

and I'm pretty sure he
gave me a half smile.

He never usually smiles
unless a political opponent dies.

(CHUCKLES)

I've plan to put your name forward
in the New Year's Honours List.

- That would be too much, sir.
- Nonsense.

You deserve it.

As I recall, you wrote to me several
times about an undercover operative,

a woman.

Was she involved
in the discovery?

Does she deserve some
kind of commendation?

Yes.

She was instrumental.

A truly loyal servant
to the Crown.

And that is what the
record should state.

And what of the men who actually
stole the guns? The Peaky...

Blinders, sir.

If we were to make arrests,

the whole thing would end up in
open court, and I know we wish to

keep this matter confidential.

So they'll go free?

Not quite, sir.

See, I have plans

for the Peaky Blinders.

All right?

(EXCITED CONVERSATION)

POLLY: Leave that, boys,
we'll get back to it later.

TOMMY: Right.

We've brought you all here today

'cause this is the day
we replace Billy Kimber.

This is the day we
become respectable.

The day we join the official National
Association of Racecourse Bookmakers.

But, first,

we do the dirty work.

Now, you've all known
this day's been coming,

I just haven't told
anyone the date.

We're going to the
Worcester races.

Track opens at 1:00,
we get there at 2:00.

Now, Kimber thinks we're going
there to help him fight the Lee brothers.

Thanks to the
efforts of our John

and his lovely new wife, Esme,

the Lees are now our kin.

I interrupted those efforts
this morning and, uh,

I can assure you all, John
is making great sacrifices

in the cause of peace.

Yeah, all right.

So it'll be us and the Lees
against Kimber's boys.

We take 'em out and
leave the bookies.

I'll expect a swift victory which will
send a signal all the way to London

that we believe in letting
legitimate businesses run peacefully.

JOHN: And, uh, what
about Kimber himself?

I'll deal with Kimber.

Any other questions?

Yes.

Does anyone object if I bring
a newcomer to the meeting?

(WHISPERING) Come on.

I'd like to introduce the newest
member of the Shelby clan.

(APPLAUSE)

Welcome home, Ada.

We named him Karl.

After Karl Marx.

Karl bloody Marx.

Let me get a look at him.

Oh, here we go.

ARTHUR: Hey, look!

He looks just like me, look!

- MAN: Unless his arse looks like you.
- ARTHUR: He's all right.

He's a Shelby.

Well, Ada...

Am I forgiven?

If what Aunt Polly
says is true, you are.

It's true.

(SIGHS)

Thank you, Tommy.

THORNE: So who the hell are you?

POLICEMAN: Someone
who wants to keep his eyes.

They came to my house,

told me to volunteer for this.

Who did?

The Peaky Blinders.

Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.

POLICEMAN 1: Get out of the way!

THORNE: What the
bloody hell is that?

Looks like your
friends are here.

Stay down on the ground!
Or the next one's for you.

Oh!

POLICEMAN 2: Make it look good.

I am sorry about this, comrade.

Holy shit!

- Danny, you're dead!
- No. I've been living in London.

Same thing.

In you get.

All right, lads, listen up.

You have a pint and a
chaser, no more, on the house.

Right. Let's get pouring.

Do you have the
enclosure tickets?

And the registered
bookkeepers on the track?

In me coat.

You did a good job, Grace.

- Much.
- Much.

(CLEARS THROAT)

Next family meeting,

I'll make sure you're there.

If I were family.

But I'm not.

That could change.

- Tommy...
- We'll talk about it more

when I get back, all right?

When will you be back?

Oh, is this how
it's gonna be, eh?

You waiting at home for me,

saying, "What time
do you call this?"

The barrel needs changing.

Go on, Tom. Go out the back, give
her a good seeing to before we go.

All right?

Hey, Grace, I was joking.

- (KNOCKING AT DOOR)
- MAN: Tommy, we need more mild.

Just help yourselves!

Tommy, the truth is...

When you come back from
the races, I won't be here.

What are you talking about?

All right, look.

Grace, I know you weren't
born to be with a man like me.

But I'm turning things around.

When I get back
here tonight, I will have

one of the biggest legal race
track syndicates in the country.

I'm gonna close down
some of that other stuff.

Maybe open a club.

Hey, back in London.

And another thing,

you have a contract
of employment.

With a real limited company.

You remember?

I remember everything, Tommy.

I am going to a make
a success of this.

I am going to a
make a success of it.

- I am.
- I know.

I know.

I'm not talking about marriage.

I'm so...

We know each other.

We can talk.

We're the same.

Tommy, I've done
something terrible to you.

Right. Tell him what
you just told me.

Just heard there's two vans
driving up the Stratford Road.

JEREMIAH: An old corporal of mine
said he recognised some of the men.

He said it's the Kimber boys.

And they're heading this way.

(DOOR SLAMS)

TOMMY: Ada! Wake up!

You and the baby, get into the
bullring where there's lots of people.

- What's going on?
- We've been fucking betrayed.

Someone let slip. Kimber's
men are on their way here.

- Yeah, but you can handle them, Tommy.
- TOMMY: It's just us.

All the Lees are on their way to
Worcester, we're outnumbered.

(SCREAMING) Fuck!

Who else knew today was the
day you were moving on Kimber?

You said you kept it a
secret. Who else did you tell?

There's only one thing can blind
a man as smart as you, Tommy.

Love.

It's that barmaid.

POLLY: I'll deal with Grace.

If you set eyes on her
again, you might kill her.

POLLY: Going for good?

GRACE: I heard
there was trouble.

Instinct's a funny thing.

See, normally I can tell
about a person, but with you...

Look, the fighting's
about to begin.

- We should get out of here.
- We know who you are.

Tommy knows as well.

Turned out that copper as
good as told him this morning.

But I wanted to hear
it from your own lips.

I am an agent of the Crown.

I have the power to arrest
and the right to use force.

So please, step out of my way.

Like I say, instinct's a funny thing.
You fell for Tommy for real, didn't you?

This gun is loaded.

I'm not afraid of you.

I feel sorry for you.

Slip of a thing.

Thought you'd come in
here and stitch us all up.

I mean, we've had some
copper's narks in here, but you...

You're the queen of them all.

So who are you?

Rich girl, I'd guess.

Unionist. Ulster Volunteer.

You thought, "Fenians,
communists, low people...

"They're all the same. Scum."

Then you met Tommy.

I'll fight you with my fists and
show you how a rich girl fights.

I'm from a tough family, too.

Nah.

We women have more sense.

Why don't you pour
us both a drink?

So am I right?

Did you fall for Tommy?

Yes, I did.

Then I pity you.

You think he'll try to kill me?

That's too soft.

- Soft?
- Soft.

Like you.

You saved his life the
night the coppers came.

That's why we're
drinking, not fighting.

We owe you.

What was he like?

Before France?

He laughed. A lot.

He wanted to work with horses.

He won medals?

Threw them in the cut.

Not a single man
came back the same.

You know, after
all this is over,

he might forgive you.

He might take you in.

Can never tell with men.

They go for whoever their dicks point
at and there's no changing their minds.

But I should tell you something.

I will never forgive you.

Or accept you.

Or take you in.

And it's me who runs the
business of the heart in this family.

And as far as I'm concerned,

you're a snitch from the parish.

And if you're not gone
from this city by tomorrow,

I'll kill you myself.

Now go.

Maybe what really upsets you

is the thought that one
day you might lose him.

Tommy! We've had word
from Nipper at Hay Mills,

and he says the police
are letting them through.

And how come all our
police have disappeared?

'Cause it was the police who
told Kimber about the plan.

And who told the police?

You know what, John? For
all I think I'm the smart one,

I'm guessing it was me.

TOMMY: All right, men.

You were mostly in the war, so you
know that battle plans always change

and get fucked
up, well here it is.

Things have changed.

We fight them
here. Today. Alone.

Now, they're gonna
come for the pub,

they're gonna try and
break us up for good.

And we'll have no
help from the law today.

That pub there is
called The Garrison!

Well, now it really is one.

And it belongs to us! Right?

ALL: Right!

How many are there?

Jeremiah said two Reilly vans.

So I reckon we're
outnumbered three to one.

ARTHUR: Ah, fuck.

But it's us, boys, it's us!

The Small Heath rifles.

Never lost a fight yet, did we?

- ALL: No!
- All right!

Jeremiah, I know you vowed to
God to never pick up a weapon again.

But can you ask him from
me if you can help us today.

God says he done a
deal with Small Heath, sir.

Good man!

Arthur, Scudboat,
you take the flanks.

- Just like at St Marie.
- Sure.

Curly.

If any Shelby man
dies here today,

you bury us side by side.

All right. We've
about ten minutes.

Make your peace with whoever.

MOSS: We've heard a
report of a large group of men

in vehicles heading
towards the city.

Most of them are
known to the police, sir.

Uh. We think a gang
fight's about to break out.

CAMPBELL: I want all
officers and constables

stood down in the
following areas.

Bordesley,

Small Heath, Shard End, Greet,

- and Hay Mills.
- Stood down, sir?

Immediately. And the
vehicles approaching the city

- should not be impeded.
- What the hell is going on?

Let dog eat dog.

Let the beasts
devour each other.

And then we shall
pick the bones.

HARRY: She's gone, then?

You're not accustomed to not getting
what you want, are you, Tommy?

You wanted my
pub, and you took it.

You got a fair price.

What I got was an ultimatum.

Like you give to everybody.

Do it, or else.

And yet, it's funny,

everybody around here,
they want you to win this battle.

I think what it is,

you're bad men, but
you're our bad men.

Will you go looking for her?

She's in the past.

The past is not my concern.

The future is no longer
my concern either.

What is your concern, Tommy?

TOMMY: One minute.

TOMMY: The soldier's minute.

In a battle, that's all you get.

One minute of
everything at once.

Anything before is nothing.

Everything after,

nothing.

Nothing in comparison

to that one minute.

HARRY: Didn't you get
enough minutes over there?

Seems not, doesn't it?

(DOOR OPENS)

Tommy, they're here!

Get your weapons out,
boys, and load 'em up.

Take your time.

Hold 'em up in the air so's
they can see what we've got.

JOHN: All guns and
no balls, right, Billy boy?

So what do we do
now? Just give the order.

The men that have arrived in
Garrison Lane, they're armed with rifles.

Did you hear me?

Their methods of self-destruction
are not my concern.

Well, we've outside reports
of machine gun fire in Saltley.

It's the ravings of an old
soldier with shell shock.

We only found 24 of those 25 Lewis
guns. If they were to get use of one...

You know, uh... When you came
here from Belfast, I was overjoyed.

I was sick of this force, and I
was sick of all the corruption.

When you made that speech
about cleaning this place up,

I gave a little cheer inside.

You said it was the devil's
work to look the other way.

I am not looking the
other way, Sergeant Moss.

I am looking directly
at the events of the day!

And I like what I see.

TOMMY: It doesn't have
to be like this, Kimber.

(SCOFFS) It's
too late for all that.

You've bit off more than you
can chew, you little toe-rag,

and now I'm going to
take over this shithole.

Well... If we have
to use guns...

Let's use proper guns!

Sergeant Thorne
reporting for duty, sir.

You were saying something
about being out-gunned?

ADA: Move!

(BABY CRYING)

What are you doing?

I believe you boys call
this "no man's land".

- Ada!
- Shut up and listen.

- THORNE: Have you lost your mind?
- I said shut up!

(BABY CRYING)

Now, most of you were in France.
So you all know what happens next.

I've got brothers
and a husband here,

but you've all got
somebody waiting for you.

Now, I'm wearing
black in preparation.

I want you to look at me.

(BABY CONTINUES CRYING)

I want you all to look at me!

We'll be wearing black for you.

Think about them.

Think about them right now,

and fight if you want to,

but that baby ain't
moving anywhere.

And neither am I.

She's right, you know.

Why should all you men die?

It should just be
them whose caused it!

ADA: (ECHOING) Tommy, come here!

MAN: Don't shoot!
ARTHUR: You're all right, Son!

- ARTHUR: You're all right.
- THORNE: Ada, move away!

THORNE: Don't shoot!

(INDISTINCT YELLING)

ARTHUR: Hold your guns up!

TOMMY: Enough!

Kimber and me fought
this battle one-on-one.

It's over.

Go home to your families.

Scudboat, Curly, pick him up.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(CAMPBELL SIGHS)

GRACE: I want to ask you
one question. Then I'll leave.

Tommy knows who I am.
What did you say to him?

What did you say to him?

I told him...

That his heart would be
broken before the day was over.

So it seems... You've
broken two hearts, Grace.

As well as my own.

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(TOMMY SCREAMING)

MAN 1: That's it, Tommy,
that's it! Fight it, Tommy!

- TOMMY: No!
- ARTHUR: Take it! Take it!

- JEREMIAH: Hold him still!
- MAN 2: That's it, lad!

- ARTHUR: Come on! Come on!
- (SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

- There! I still have the knack.
- TOMMY: Argh!

- (PANTING)
- ARTHUR: Have a drink.

- All right. Deep breath!
- (GRUNTING IN PAIN)

That's it. It's done!

(PANTING)

Now we can bury him properly,
in the grave we dug for him.

Yeah. It's high on
a hill. He'll like that.

- To Danny Whizz-Bang.
- Danny.

May we all die twice.

To Danny Whizz-Bang.

Danny Whizz-Bang.

(UNDER BREATH) Danny Whizz-Bang.

(SIGHS) Come on. The
day is ours. Let's celebrate.

(FOOTSTEPS)

CAMPBELL: Well, who won?

A Mr William Kimber has been
found dead. A gunshot wound.

So, uh, I'm guessing that means
the Peaky Blinders won, sir.

Also, the communist
agitator, Freddie Thorne,

was taken from his
transport by armed men.

Since there were no officers
on the street at the time,

following your orders, he managed
to escape easily and he's now at large.

The, er, prison officers said
they recognised the men.

They were Peaky
Blinders as well, sir.

I mean, we could go down
there and make a few arrests,

but no one will
have seen anything.

And there were no officers
there to witness, so...

The Shelbys'll get
away with murder.

Just like they always have.

Some things never
change, eh, sir?

(DOOR OPENS AND CLOSES)

(LOUD CHATTER)

(LOUD CHATTER CONTINUES)

- ARTHUR: A toast! To Shelby, Limited!
- MEN: To Shelby, Limited!

He's got sons. Should
we find work for them?

- No. Let 'em be.
- (CAR DOOR SLAMS)

Let them find ordinary
work. Like ordinary men.

Could you put me through
to Mr Churchill, please?

Yes, sir. Sir...

I have made a decision
about my future.

TOMMY: Everyone's leaving town.

- Tommy, you're hurt.
- I'm fine.

- What exactly can I say?
- I don't know, Grace.

- If I tell you who I really am?
- I think I know who you are.

- Okay.
- You know who I am?

Circumstance is not important.

- (SCOFFS) Circumstance.
- Is all it is.

- Just uniform.
- Yeah.

Someday I will throw
this gun in the canal.

Why not now?

Here it comes, Tommy.

I love you.

And there it goes, Grace.

Away it goes.

You can say it as
much as you like.

But there's no chance.

I'll be in London one
week. This address.

Finish your business
here and join me.

I have an idea.

(DOOR OPENS)

- ARTHUR: There he is.
- JOHN: Tommy!

Drink?

Not whisky.

If you check behind the
bar... (CLEARS THROAT)

You will find a
bottle of champagne.

One she bought?

Today was a good day.

All of Kimber's
men were busy here.

So the Lee boys took all the
pitches at the Worcester races.

Couldn't have gone
better if we planned it.

TOMMY: The Shelby
Brothers, Limited,

are now the third largest legal
racetrack operation in the country.

ARTHUR: Cheers.

Only the Sabinis and the
Solomons are bigger than us, boys.

TOMMY: And all my
family is here to celebrate.

(CHAMPAGNE CORK POPS)

To Shelby Brothers, Limited!

- ARTHUR: Shelby!
- Cheers!

(MEN GROANING)

(GLASS CLINKING)

(EXHALES)

There'll be others.

To the others.

- (GLASS CLINKING)
- TOMMY: All of them.

(TYPEWRITER KEYS CLACKING)

TOMMY: "Dear Grace,

"without a secretary,
I write my own letters.

"And I write without lies.

"I learnt long ago
to hate my enemies,

"but I've never
loved one before.

"The idea of New
York is interesting,

"but I have worked so hard
for this day. For this victory.

"I have responsibilities here,
for people I need to protect,

"and people who I love.

"Before the war, when I had
an important decision to make,

"I used to flip a coin. Perhaps
that is what I will do again.

"Polly tells me you
fell in love for real,

"and Polly is never wrong
about matters of the heart.

"I will give you my
decision within three days.

"All my love, Tommy Shelby."

(TRAIN ROARING)

(GUNSHOT)

♪ Love is blindness

♪ I'm so sick of it
I don't wanna see

♪ Why don't you
just take the night

♪ And wrap it all around me, now

♪ Oh, my love

♪ Blindness

♪ Oh, love is blindness

♪ Mmm-mmm...

♪ Oh, I'm too numb to feel... ♪