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has withdrawn from this world."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.
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
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.
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.
And that's when the door in me head blew open.
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
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.
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
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.
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
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 'm coming back