0:00:02 > 0:00:06This programme contains some violent scenes, strong language and scenes of a sexual nature
0:00:06 > 0:00:08What happened to the pub is Irish business.
0:00:08 > 0:00:11- Shut your gypsy mouth and listen to your instructions.- Eamonn Duggan?
0:00:11 > 0:00:14My son and my daughter were taken from me when they were very small.
0:00:14 > 0:00:18We're planning an expansion. I'm taking premises in London.
0:00:18 > 0:00:21The Italian gangs and the Jewish gangs have been at war in London.
0:00:21 > 0:00:24The Jews have had the worst of it. They need allies.
0:00:24 > 0:00:26We take the opportunity to show our hand.
0:00:28 > 0:00:30That arrived an hour ago.
0:00:30 > 0:00:32There's no name on it, but it comes from Camden Town.
0:00:32 > 0:00:36Well done, Tommy. Now you're at war with Sabini.
0:00:36 > 0:00:39- Ada Shelby?- No. - Your brother broke the rules.
0:00:41 > 0:00:42Sabini.
0:00:42 > 0:00:45My face is the last thing you'll ever see on earth.
0:00:46 > 0:00:48See if the bastard's still alive.
0:00:52 > 0:00:57# Please don't reproach me
0:00:57 > 0:01:03# For, for how empty
0:01:03 > 0:01:08# My life has become
0:01:08 > 0:01:14# I don't know what really happened
0:01:14 > 0:01:19# I watched your disappointment
0:01:19 > 0:01:24# At being misunderstood
0:01:25 > 0:01:31# I-I-I...
0:01:31 > 0:01:36# Forgive you. #
0:01:41 > 0:01:43SHOUTING
0:01:43 > 0:01:45SCREECH OF BRAKES
0:01:54 > 0:01:57It's all right, Miss Shelby. We work with Tommy.
0:01:57 > 0:01:58We're Peaky Blinders.
0:02:01 > 0:02:03My name is not Shelby!
0:02:20 > 0:02:22Ready for a visitor, Mr Shelby?
0:02:23 > 0:02:24No.
0:02:24 > 0:02:27I'm here on the King's orders.
0:02:27 > 0:02:30I'm afraid I must insist.
0:02:31 > 0:02:34Ah, you paid extra for daylight.
0:02:36 > 0:02:39The racketeering business must be booming.
0:02:39 > 0:02:41HE CHUCKLES
0:02:44 > 0:02:47Are you not going to thank me for saving your life?
0:02:51 > 0:02:53Pass my cigarettes?
0:03:06 > 0:03:08Three nights ago,
0:03:08 > 0:03:11at the co-operative stables in Montague Street,
0:03:11 > 0:03:13there was a murder.
0:03:13 > 0:03:15A man named Duggan.
0:03:17 > 0:03:22The Oxfordshire constabulary found his body in a shallow grave.
0:03:24 > 0:03:25I need to piss.
0:03:27 > 0:03:28Nurse?
0:03:29 > 0:03:33I know that it was you who carried out the murder of Mr Duggan.
0:03:51 > 0:03:54Oh, by the way...
0:03:56 > 0:03:59Grace, she went to New York.
0:03:59 > 0:04:00A place called, er...
0:04:02 > 0:04:04Poughkeepsie.
0:04:06 > 0:04:07She's married now.
0:04:08 > 0:04:10To a banker. He's rich.
0:04:10 > 0:04:12I am sure she is very happy.
0:04:14 > 0:04:17You have been under my microscope for some weeks now.
0:04:17 > 0:04:20I have been observing every move you make.
0:04:20 > 0:04:23That is why I was on hand to save your life.
0:04:24 > 0:04:27I imagine being shot by a woman
0:04:28 > 0:04:30hurts the same as being shot by a man.
0:04:31 > 0:04:33Just a bit more shameful.
0:04:34 > 0:04:39You know, Mr Campbell, when I got shot they gave me a medal.
0:04:41 > 0:04:42Yeah.
0:04:43 > 0:04:44(No medal for you I bet.)
0:04:46 > 0:04:47Mr Shelby...
0:04:49 > 0:04:51our reunion...
0:04:53 > 0:04:56..is part of a very carefully worked out plan,
0:04:56 > 0:04:58which has been in place for some time now.
0:05:00 > 0:05:04Every time you lean on that stick I bet you see her face.
0:05:04 > 0:05:07As a result of the information in my possession,
0:05:08 > 0:05:11I can charge you with murder at any time
0:05:11 > 0:05:14and provide two impeccable crown witnesses
0:05:14 > 0:05:20whose testimony will lead you directly to the gallows.
0:05:20 > 0:05:24You are on my hook, Mr Shelby.
0:05:24 > 0:05:26And from this moment forward...
0:05:28 > 0:05:30..you belong to me.
0:05:33 > 0:05:34So, get well quickly.
0:05:36 > 0:05:40I'll be in touch the moment I hear you can piss standing up.
0:05:40 > 0:05:42Then I will send you your instructions.
0:05:57 > 0:05:59Curly, you left the gate open?
0:05:59 > 0:06:02No, I locked it. I pinched myself when I did it.
0:06:02 > 0:06:04Get this stuff under cover.
0:06:06 > 0:06:08Hey!
0:06:08 > 0:06:09Who goes there?
0:06:15 > 0:06:16Tommy?
0:06:16 > 0:06:19Curly, get that oil you put on the legs when they go lame.
0:06:19 > 0:06:21Are you fucking mad, Doyle?
0:06:21 > 0:06:23The yellow stuff. Go on.
0:06:25 > 0:06:28They said you'd be in for another three weeks.
0:06:28 > 0:06:30I need to get on a boat to London.
0:06:30 > 0:06:31Tonight.
0:06:34 > 0:06:36You discharged yourself?
0:06:36 > 0:06:39I'm a fucking sitting duck in there, Charlie.
0:06:39 > 0:06:41Sabini could send a man at any time.
0:06:41 > 0:06:43I need to get some things done.
0:06:43 > 0:06:44You're burning up.
0:06:45 > 0:06:50- Here.- Oh, Tommy! That stuff's for rubbing into fucking horses.
0:06:50 > 0:06:52Ha! I am a horse.
0:06:52 > 0:06:56If you were a horse, they'd shoot you with this many broken bones.
0:06:56 > 0:07:00Get the black powder, Curly. Go. The black powder.
0:07:00 > 0:07:05You pay for a bloody hospital and you're using witchcraft?
0:07:05 > 0:07:08I need to sleep in the open air and feel the boat under me, Charlie.
0:07:08 > 0:07:12Oh, Tommy. You're just like your mother.
0:07:12 > 0:07:14Do you have a boat here?
0:07:15 > 0:07:17Only the January. She's heavy.
0:07:17 > 0:07:19London will take four days.
0:07:19 > 0:07:21That'll do. Can you spare Curly?
0:07:22 > 0:07:23He'll be my doctor.
0:07:25 > 0:07:26Then God help you.
0:07:26 > 0:07:28You have tobacco, Curly?
0:07:28 > 0:07:32And tea and whisky. We'll have you running around like a colt.
0:07:32 > 0:07:35Get him aboard. I'll fill her up.
0:07:35 > 0:07:38If I sleep all the way, it's Camden Town we're heading for.
0:07:38 > 0:07:40What business do you have in Camden Town, Tommy?
0:07:40 > 0:07:42Tell Polly she's in charge while I'm away.
0:07:44 > 0:07:47If I don't come back, tell her she's in charge for good.
0:07:55 > 0:07:59# The ceiling is moving
0:07:59 > 0:08:03# Moving in time
0:08:04 > 0:08:09# Like a conveyor belt
0:08:09 > 0:08:14# Above my eyes
0:08:14 > 0:08:18# When under ether
0:08:18 > 0:08:23# The mind comes alive
0:08:23 > 0:08:27# But conscious of nothing
0:08:27 > 0:08:31# But the will to survive
0:08:32 > 0:08:37# Something's inside me
0:08:37 > 0:08:41# Unborn and unblessed
0:08:41 > 0:08:46# Disappears in the ether
0:08:46 > 0:08:49# This world to the next
0:08:50 > 0:08:55# Disappears in the ether
0:08:55 > 0:09:00# One world to the next
0:09:02 > 0:09:08# Human kindness. #
0:09:16 > 0:09:18You hungry yet, Tommy?
0:09:24 > 0:09:25You know what, Curly?
0:09:26 > 0:09:27I think I am.
0:09:29 > 0:09:30Where are we?
0:09:30 > 0:09:33Heathrow. One more day and we'll be there.
0:09:33 > 0:09:36I'll put something in the pan. Can you steer?
0:09:36 > 0:09:37Give it a go.
0:09:41 > 0:09:43You're almost there, too, Tommy.
0:09:49 > 0:09:52TRAINS WHISTLE SOUNDS
0:10:15 > 0:10:17Fucking hell, lads. Calm down.
0:10:22 > 0:10:26Put him down, Ollie. Put him down, mate.
0:10:26 > 0:10:28He's only little.
0:10:30 > 0:10:32You on your own?
0:10:34 > 0:10:35Seems so.
0:10:35 > 0:10:38You're a brave lad, ain't you? You want to take a look at my bakery?
0:10:40 > 0:10:42We bake all sorts here mate, yeah.
0:10:42 > 0:10:45Did you know we bake over 10,000 loaves a week?
0:10:45 > 0:10:47Can you believe it?
0:10:47 > 0:10:50We bake the white bread, we bake the brown bread.
0:10:50 > 0:10:54We bake all sorts. Would you like to try some?
0:10:58 > 0:11:01Bread? Yeah?
0:11:01 > 0:11:03All right.
0:11:03 > 0:11:05What would you like, brown or white?
0:11:05 > 0:11:08Try the brown.
0:11:08 > 0:11:10Brown, right.
0:11:21 > 0:11:23Not bad...
0:11:23 > 0:11:27"Not bad," eh? "Not bad."
0:11:29 > 0:11:31It's fucking awful, that stuff.
0:11:31 > 0:11:34The fucking brown stuff is for the workers.
0:11:35 > 0:11:40The white stuff, now that IS for the bosses. Come look.
0:11:43 > 0:11:47I've heard very bad, bad, bad things
0:11:47 > 0:11:50about you Birmingham people.
0:11:50 > 0:11:51HE TUTS
0:11:52 > 0:11:55You're Gypsies, right?
0:11:56 > 0:11:59So what, do you live in a fucking tent or a caravan?
0:11:59 > 0:12:03I came here to discuss business with you, Mr Solomons.
0:12:03 > 0:12:08Well rum's for fun and fucking, innit?
0:12:08 > 0:12:10So, whisky, now that...
0:12:10 > 0:12:12That is for business.
0:12:12 > 0:12:14Let's talk first, eh?
0:12:18 > 0:12:21Suit yourself.
0:12:21 > 0:12:24They say you had your life saved by a policeman.
0:12:25 > 0:12:27I have policemen on my payroll.
0:12:27 > 0:12:32I don't like policemen because policemen, they can't be trusted.
0:12:32 > 0:12:35Mr Sabini uses policeman all the time.
0:12:35 > 0:12:39That's why he's winning the war in London and you are losing it.
0:12:39 > 0:12:41A war ain't over until it's over, mate.
0:12:44 > 0:12:45You were in the war?
0:12:50 > 0:12:55I once carried out my own personal form of stigmata on an Italian.
0:12:57 > 0:13:01I pushed his face up against the trench and shoved a six-inch
0:13:01 > 0:13:05nail up his fucking nose and I hammered it home with a duck board.
0:13:05 > 0:13:08It was fucking biblical, mate.
0:13:09 > 0:13:13So don't come in here and sit there in my chair and tell me
0:13:13 > 0:13:16that I'm losing my war to a fucking wop.
0:13:18 > 0:13:20That war was a long time ago.
0:13:20 > 0:13:23You need to be more realistic.
0:13:23 > 0:13:25"Realistic", yeah?
0:13:27 > 0:13:29Realistic?
0:13:29 > 0:13:33Well, if you weren't losing the war, then you wouldn't have sent me
0:13:33 > 0:13:34the telegram.
0:13:34 > 0:13:37Really? You forget your fucking telegram.
0:13:37 > 0:13:38The telegram just said, "Hello."
0:13:38 > 0:13:43Very simple, you want to sell me something.
0:13:43 > 0:13:45What?
0:13:45 > 0:13:47- We join forces. - Fuck off.
0:13:48 > 0:13:49No!
0:13:49 > 0:13:50Categorical.
0:13:51 > 0:13:53Fucking ridiculous.
0:13:53 > 0:13:55Mr Solomons.
0:13:57 > 0:14:01Your distillery provides one-tenth of your income.
0:14:02 > 0:14:04Protection is another 10%.
0:14:04 > 0:14:06And the rest you make from the race tracks.
0:14:08 > 0:14:09I know you keep a gun in the drawer.
0:14:09 > 0:14:11I know you keep it beside the whiskey.
0:14:11 > 0:14:13I know you offer a deal or death.
0:14:18 > 0:14:21I know what I'm saying makes you angry.
0:14:21 > 0:14:25But I am offering you a solution. You see, Mr Sabini is running
0:14:25 > 0:14:28all your bookies off your courses.
0:14:28 > 0:14:32And he is closing down the premises that take your rum.
0:14:34 > 0:14:36And people don't trust your protection any more.
0:14:38 > 0:14:41You're the bloke who shot Billy Kimber, right?
0:14:42 > 0:14:46You did, you fucking shot him. That's you.
0:14:46 > 0:14:48You fucking betrayed him, mate.
0:14:48 > 0:14:51So it'd be entirely appropriate to do what
0:14:51 > 0:14:53I am thinking in my head to you right now.
0:14:55 > 0:14:59I can offer you 100 good men. All with weapons.
0:15:00 > 0:15:02And a new relationship with the police.
0:15:02 > 0:15:08Intelligence. Intelligence is a very valuable thing, innit, my friend?
0:15:08 > 0:15:11And usually it comes far too fucking late.
0:15:14 > 0:15:18Let's say I shot you already, right, in the fucking face.
0:15:19 > 0:15:23And the bullet goes bone, mush, bone, cabinet over there.
0:15:23 > 0:15:25Which is a shame, innit,
0:15:25 > 0:15:27cos that cabinet's fucked now and I got to get shot of it.
0:15:27 > 0:15:31So, what I'd do is this...
0:15:31 > 0:15:33It's fucking simple, mate.
0:15:39 > 0:15:43I cut that cabinet in half, don't I?
0:15:43 > 0:15:46I do I just literally... I cut...
0:15:49 > 0:15:53I cut the cabinet literally in half, mate.
0:15:53 > 0:15:55And I take one half of the cabinet, all right,
0:15:55 > 0:15:59and put it into a barrel and I take the other half of the cabinet
0:15:59 > 0:16:02in all its pieces and I put that into another barrel, right?
0:16:02 > 0:16:05And I send this barrel off to Mandalay.
0:16:05 > 0:16:08And the other barrel off to somewhere like...
0:16:08 > 0:16:10I don't know...
0:16:11 > 0:16:12Timbuktu.
0:16:12 > 0:16:15- You ever been?- No.
0:16:15 > 0:16:17No?
0:16:18 > 0:16:19Would you like to go?
0:16:21 > 0:16:22No.
0:16:24 > 0:16:25You know, I always thought
0:16:25 > 0:16:29that you'd have a great, big, fucking gold ring in your nose.
0:16:31 > 0:16:33I'm sorry, go on.
0:16:34 > 0:16:35Tell us your plan.
0:16:38 > 0:16:40HORN HONKS
0:16:52 > 0:16:53Ada.
0:16:53 > 0:16:56How the fuck did you find me?
0:16:56 > 0:16:58What, are you reading Polly's letters?
0:16:58 > 0:16:59Polly showed me the letter.
0:16:59 > 0:17:02Look, you think you're safe because you moved flat, but you're not.
0:17:02 > 0:17:04- Polly thinks the same. - When will you understand?
0:17:04 > 0:17:09- I just want you all out of my life. - Ada, look at us, eh?
0:17:10 > 0:17:14- And it'll happen again. - Yeah, well, next time I'll be ready.
0:17:14 > 0:17:16In fact, I want them to try again cos I'll shoot their balls off!
0:17:16 > 0:17:19- Ada, put the fucking gun away. - Get away from me, I'm late for work.
0:17:19 > 0:17:21All right, fine. Fine.
0:17:22 > 0:17:25Just take this. Take it.
0:17:26 > 0:17:29Where you're living now is right on the edge of Sabini's territory
0:17:29 > 0:17:31and all the coppers round there work for him.
0:17:31 > 0:17:34I've got a lot of money coming in that I can't put through the banks.
0:17:34 > 0:17:37My accountant says the best thing is to buy property for cash
0:17:37 > 0:17:39and put it in the name of a family member.
0:17:41 > 0:17:44A house? A whole house?
0:17:44 > 0:17:45It's all yours.
0:17:46 > 0:17:51Four storeys, eight bedrooms, kitchen, scullery...
0:17:51 > 0:17:55Rooms for a maid, if your political conscience will allow.
0:17:59 > 0:18:01At least go and have a look, eh?
0:18:24 > 0:18:26Shoot the fucking lot of them.
0:18:28 > 0:18:32- SEWELL CLEARS THROAT - Mr Sabini? The police are here.
0:18:34 > 0:18:36Tell them to wipe their feet.
0:18:48 > 0:18:52So why do I have to tell YOU everything?
0:18:52 > 0:18:55We can't search every train that comes into London.
0:18:55 > 0:18:57They don't use trains, they use boats.
0:18:59 > 0:19:02The boatmen are all Gypsies. He's a fucking Gypsy.
0:19:02 > 0:19:04Why do we have to tell them everything?
0:19:04 > 0:19:06OK, we can't search every boat.
0:19:10 > 0:19:12Lucky for me...
0:19:12 > 0:19:15I have a boy in the Jews' rum house.
0:19:15 > 0:19:17The Gypsy went to meet Solomons.
0:19:17 > 0:19:21And after, they drank whisky and shook hands...
0:19:21 > 0:19:24and then Alfie gave him some salt or...
0:19:24 > 0:19:27some such kike thing that means peace.
0:19:27 > 0:19:31What exactly d'you want us to do, Mr Sabini?
0:19:34 > 0:19:36HE SNIFFS
0:19:39 > 0:19:42Did you bring dog shit in here on your shoes?
0:19:43 > 0:19:46HE SCOFFS
0:19:46 > 0:19:47Check, have a look.
0:19:48 > 0:19:50- SABINI SNIFFS - I can smell something.
0:19:50 > 0:19:53You've got photographs of this Tommy Shelby, though, right?
0:19:53 > 0:19:55We have military ID photographs
0:19:55 > 0:19:57from his time with the Warwickshire Yeomanry.
0:19:57 > 0:19:59Shelby won medals.
0:20:11 > 0:20:15OK, so you've got his fucking photo.
0:20:15 > 0:20:21If he shows his face in Camden Town, your coppers lift him. All right?
0:20:22 > 0:20:24- You know... - SABINI SNIFFS
0:20:24 > 0:20:27..sometimes when I smell something, it's something that's not real,
0:20:27 > 0:20:31it's something more like a... Like a premonition.
0:20:31 > 0:20:34It's like sometimes I smell something,
0:20:34 > 0:20:36but it's not a smell, it's just...
0:20:37 > 0:20:39..something isn't right.
0:20:39 > 0:20:43Mr Sabini, we'll do everything we can to deal with this man.
0:20:44 > 0:20:45Deal?
0:20:47 > 0:20:49Did you say, "Do a deal"?
0:20:50 > 0:20:52I didn't mean that.
0:20:52 > 0:20:53Fuck.
0:20:55 > 0:20:56Fuck.
0:21:00 > 0:21:03- You've been fucking got at. - No, you're being ridiculous.
0:21:03 > 0:21:05Somebody's fucking sat you down.
0:21:05 > 0:21:08- SHOUTS:- Somebody's fucking sat you down and talked to you!
0:21:08 > 0:21:09- Mr Sabini...- We should go.
0:21:09 > 0:21:13This fucking Gypsy has sat down with the fucking coppers!
0:21:13 > 0:21:16- Mr Sabini.- You fucking... - SMASHED GLASS DROWNS OUT SABINI
0:21:16 > 0:21:18..and you're taking with both fucking hands -
0:21:18 > 0:21:20off of me and off of him!
0:21:22 > 0:21:25OK. So now YOU fucking follow Shelby.
0:21:25 > 0:21:28You fucking follow him and you finish him!
0:21:30 > 0:21:32SABINI SHOUTS IN ITALIAN
0:21:32 > 0:21:34BELL TOLLS Oh...
0:21:36 > 0:21:38SHE MUTTERS
0:21:46 > 0:21:48Oh, shit!
0:22:01 > 0:22:03SHE SIGHS
0:22:07 > 0:22:10CHILDREN CHATTER AND YELL
0:22:16 > 0:22:18PEOPLE CHATTER
0:22:18 > 0:22:22- MAN:- I told yous, boys, 'ere she is.
0:22:22 > 0:22:24ALL APPLAUD
0:22:24 > 0:22:26What the bloody hell is going on?
0:22:28 > 0:22:31When did you get back?
0:22:31 > 0:22:34I didn't want to miss your birthday, Pol.
0:22:34 > 0:22:35- ARTHUR:- Back to work.
0:22:35 > 0:22:38How d'you know it's my birthday? Nobody ever knows.
0:22:38 > 0:22:42Ah, it's different this year. John, Finn, bring the car round.
0:22:42 > 0:22:46- Where are we going?- To unwrap your birthday present. After you.
0:22:56 > 0:22:58Good morning!
0:23:11 > 0:23:15- You said you were gonna buy Ada a house.- Yep, that's right, I did.
0:23:17 > 0:23:18Just had a bit of cash left over.
0:23:21 > 0:23:22This is ours?
0:23:23 > 0:23:25No, Polly...
0:23:26 > 0:23:27..this is yours.
0:23:30 > 0:23:31Cos you deserve it.
0:23:39 > 0:23:42What would I do with all these rooms?
0:23:45 > 0:23:49Well, you could...relax for one.
0:23:50 > 0:23:52Come here at weekends.
0:23:54 > 0:23:56It has a garden, eh?
0:23:58 > 0:24:01You love gardens. You can grow roses, Pol.
0:24:01 > 0:24:03I don't know, have a piano.
0:24:03 > 0:24:06Have people round, they can have a singsong, eh?
0:24:06 > 0:24:10- God help the bloody neighbours(!) - Fuck the neighbours.
0:24:13 > 0:24:15Welcome home, Pol.
0:24:28 > 0:24:32Arthur, why don't you take the boys outside and wait by the car.
0:24:42 > 0:24:44- TOMMY CLEARS THROAT - Pol...
0:24:46 > 0:24:48I know you haven't been happy for a while.
0:24:52 > 0:24:53And I know why.
0:24:59 > 0:25:00Esme is all right, you know?
0:25:03 > 0:25:06She's got a good heart, she has.
0:25:08 > 0:25:09I've spoken to her...
0:25:11 > 0:25:12..and she told me.
0:25:17 > 0:25:18Told you what?
0:25:19 > 0:25:22She told me what it is that would make you happy.
0:25:26 > 0:25:28I've spoken to our contacts in the police.
0:25:28 > 0:25:31They have contacts in the council,
0:25:31 > 0:25:34and they have contacts with the people who keep the parish records.
0:25:36 > 0:25:37Records of adoptions...
0:25:39 > 0:25:41..and of confidential forced removals.
0:25:42 > 0:25:44Now, with your permission...
0:25:45 > 0:25:46..I'd like to grease a few palms
0:25:46 > 0:25:49and take a look at the records they never showed you.
0:25:55 > 0:25:57Pol...
0:25:57 > 0:25:58I am going to find your son and daughter
0:25:58 > 0:26:00and I'm gonna bring them home.
0:26:01 > 0:26:03That's what this house is for.
0:26:03 > 0:26:07So that YOU can bring your family home where they belong.
0:26:18 > 0:26:21We're moving up, Pol.
0:26:42 > 0:26:44KARL LAUGHS
0:26:47 > 0:26:48Go have a look what you think.
0:26:52 > 0:26:55KARL GIGGLES
0:26:55 > 0:26:57Can you hear that?
0:26:57 > 0:26:58KARL: 'Gah!'
0:26:58 > 0:27:00Silence at last.
0:27:02 > 0:27:05- And it belongs to us. - KARL: 'Gah...'
0:27:06 > 0:27:08KARL: 'Mummy...'
0:27:08 > 0:27:10What's in there?
0:27:10 > 0:27:13MUSIC: Pull A U by The Kills
0:27:23 > 0:27:28# Black magic and your two dollar
0:27:28 > 0:27:33# Black magic and your two dollar All right
0:27:35 > 0:27:36# Oh
0:27:38 > 0:27:39# Uh
0:27:40 > 0:27:41# Ooh. #
0:27:42 > 0:27:44Still here?
0:27:44 > 0:27:47Well, there's a lot coming in and a lot going out.
0:27:47 > 0:27:51Well, as long as there's more coming in, we're all right.
0:27:52 > 0:27:53This came for you today.
0:27:54 > 0:27:56It's all the way from America, New York.
0:27:56 > 0:27:58Somewhere called Poughkeepsie?
0:27:59 > 0:28:02And the decorators doing The Garrison want paying.
0:28:02 > 0:28:04Arthur forgot and pulled a gun when they asked, so...
0:28:04 > 0:28:06they've stopped and everything's green.
0:28:06 > 0:28:08All right, well, just pay it.
0:28:08 > 0:28:10Oh, and we need to put an advert in the Mail -
0:28:10 > 0:28:12"Garrison: Grand Reopening."
0:28:12 > 0:28:15Oh, and you said there's a letter that had to go today.
0:28:15 > 0:28:18Special delivery. I wrote it in the diary.
0:28:19 > 0:28:23Yes...I haven't written it out yet.
0:28:23 > 0:28:25Well, you can just tell me and I'll write it down.
0:28:25 > 0:28:27I've learnt shorthand.
0:28:28 > 0:28:31- Fair enough. - HE CLEARS THROAT
0:28:32 > 0:28:33Dear Mr Churchill...
0:28:38 > 0:28:40Has your pencil broken?
0:28:41 > 0:28:44No. No, do go on. SHE CLEARS THROAT
0:28:44 > 0:28:46Dear Mr Churchill...
0:28:47 > 0:28:53I've been approached by an agent of the Crown to carry out a task,
0:28:53 > 0:28:56as yet unspecified.
0:28:56 > 0:29:00'His name is Major Campbell and I believe he reports to you.'
0:29:02 > 0:29:05'Therefore, I decided to make direct contact with you
0:29:05 > 0:29:09'to make sure that certain things are clearly understood.'
0:29:10 > 0:29:14' "Mr Churchill, you should know that I am a former British soldier
0:29:14 > 0:29:16' "and if you look at my war record,
0:29:16 > 0:29:20' "you will see that I fought bravely at Verdun and at the Somme'
0:29:20 > 0:29:23"Also, you will see that my actions at Mons
0:29:23 > 0:29:25"saved thousands of Allied lives.
0:29:25 > 0:29:28"I know that you resigned your ministerial position
0:29:28 > 0:29:30"and the safety of an office
0:29:30 > 0:29:33"to go and fight on the front line with the men.
0:29:33 > 0:29:36"I read that you fought bravely, Mr Churchill.
0:29:36 > 0:29:40"Therefore, I hope I will be treated in any dealings we have
0:29:40 > 0:29:43"with a degree of respect, soldier to soldier.
0:29:43 > 0:29:48"My demands are slight and my sacrifice in service of my country
0:29:48 > 0:29:51"will no doubt once again be great.
0:29:51 > 0:29:53"Yours sincerely, Thomas Shelby."
0:29:55 > 0:29:58Military Medal and the DCM...
0:30:00 > 0:30:02Distinguished Conduct Medal.
0:30:04 > 0:30:07Hands up in this room, those who were at the Somme.
0:30:09 > 0:30:11Those who were at the Battle of Verdun?
0:30:18 > 0:30:20Thomas Shelby was a tunneller.
0:30:23 > 0:30:25His demand is rather amusing.
0:30:25 > 0:30:28He has asked that the Colonial Office grant him
0:30:28 > 0:30:31- an Empire export licence. - MEN SCOFF
0:30:31 > 0:30:36Specifically a licence covering India, Malay Peninsula,
0:30:36 > 0:30:38Canada and Russia.
0:30:38 > 0:30:42He plans to transport certain manufactured goods from Birmingham
0:30:42 > 0:30:44to the Poplar Docks.
0:30:44 > 0:30:46And you plan to agree to this demand?
0:30:46 > 0:30:49Dear God, Major Campbell...
0:30:50 > 0:30:54We will be asking this man to carry out an assassination
0:30:54 > 0:30:56on behalf of the Crown,
0:30:56 > 0:30:59once more risking his life.
0:30:59 > 0:31:04These demands by comparison are slight and easily met
0:31:04 > 0:31:08with a few quiet words over lunch with the appropriate ministers.
0:31:08 > 0:31:11Sir...with the greatest respect...
0:31:11 > 0:31:14Thomas Shelby is a murdering...
0:31:15 > 0:31:18..cut-throat, mongrel, gangster.
0:31:19 > 0:31:25And yet, the tunnels were dug beneath our feet to silence the guns
0:31:25 > 0:31:27pointed at our heads.
0:31:30 > 0:31:32Get Thomas Shelby's details from Campbell
0:31:32 > 0:31:36and get some kind of royal appointment stamp.
0:31:36 > 0:31:38Temporary.
0:31:38 > 0:31:42- Temporary? - Just until the deed is done.
0:31:42 > 0:31:45Agreed, Major Campbell?
0:31:45 > 0:31:48And then I can... proceed as discussed?
0:31:51 > 0:31:52Agreed, sir.
0:32:07 > 0:32:09- HENRY:- Come on, let's go in.
0:32:11 > 0:32:13Here, pass the ball!
0:32:14 > 0:32:16HENRY LAUGHS
0:32:16 > 0:32:17Come on.
0:32:19 > 0:32:21MRS JOHNSON: 'Come on in, boys. Did you have a good game?'
0:32:21 > 0:32:24- HENRY:- 'I'm starving, have you done anything for lunch?'
0:32:24 > 0:32:25It'll be on in a minute, in you go.
0:32:25 > 0:32:27Go in and wash your hands, boys, all right?
0:32:27 > 0:32:28'Come on, mister.'
0:32:28 > 0:32:30Mrs Johnson?
0:32:32 > 0:32:34Yes. Who are you?
0:32:35 > 0:32:37I'm from Birmingham Council, Bordesley parish.
0:32:38 > 0:32:41No-one wrote to me. What d'you want?
0:32:41 > 0:32:44I would like to talk about your son, about Henry.
0:32:44 > 0:32:46Can I come in?
0:32:46 > 0:32:49I'd rather you didn't, he doesn't like to talk about this.
0:32:49 > 0:32:51I see.
0:32:53 > 0:32:56So what does Henry know about his real identity, Mrs Johnson?
0:32:57 > 0:33:01I only deal with Mr Ross from the agency and he only ever writes, so...
0:33:01 > 0:33:03Why are you here in person?
0:33:03 > 0:33:05Well, the boy is approaching his 18th birthday.
0:33:06 > 0:33:08This isn't right!
0:33:09 > 0:33:11You're not from the council, something isn't right.
0:33:11 > 0:33:14Hmm. What does he know, Mrs Johnson?
0:33:17 > 0:33:18He knows his mother couldn't cope.
0:33:19 > 0:33:23She drank too much, she used opium... she used to beat him.
0:33:25 > 0:33:26But that isn't the truth, is it?
0:33:26 > 0:33:29Look, I think you should come back when my husband's here.
0:33:29 > 0:33:31Does he know what his real name is?
0:33:31 > 0:33:34His real name is Johnson, Henry Johnson,
0:33:34 > 0:33:38now I would like you to go away and come back when my husband's here.
0:33:38 > 0:33:42The truth is he was taken from his mother without her permission.
0:33:42 > 0:33:45- Henry, go back inside, please. - Who are you?
0:33:45 > 0:33:48- Please, Henry, go on! - Your real name is Michael Gray.
0:33:48 > 0:33:51- No! - Your real mother wants to see you.
0:33:51 > 0:33:54Her address is on the back of this card. She just wants to talk.
0:33:54 > 0:33:56- Go away.- She just wants to talk.
0:33:56 > 0:33:59Go away and leave us alone. Go away!
0:34:04 > 0:34:06Come on, let's go back inside.
0:34:06 > 0:34:07Come on, I'll get you something to eat.
0:34:09 > 0:34:10Come on, Henry.
0:34:12 > 0:34:14Come on... Come on.
0:34:15 > 0:34:19Call yourself a Shelby? Fucking hit him, Finn.
0:34:20 > 0:34:22Hit him, that's right.
0:34:22 > 0:34:24All right, Isiah, your turn.
0:34:24 > 0:34:28Finn! Call yourself a Shelby? Fucking hit him, for fuck's sake!
0:34:30 > 0:34:31Hit him.
0:34:32 > 0:34:35LOUD GROANING
0:34:37 > 0:34:39- MEN ALL YELL - Get him out of there, get him back!
0:34:39 > 0:34:41Get him back! Arthur, for fuck's sake!
0:34:41 > 0:34:44- Get him out of there! - ARTHUR GROANS
0:34:56 > 0:34:58ARTHUR GROWLS
0:34:58 > 0:35:02- GENERAL HUBBUB MAN:- Rockfair is down to sixes...
0:35:07 > 0:35:10NOISE DROWNS OUT CONVERSATION
0:35:23 > 0:35:25FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:35:38 > 0:35:40Right, what happened?
0:35:41 > 0:35:44- It was a fair fight.- Yeah.
0:35:44 > 0:35:46Arthur just caught him with a good 'un.
0:35:50 > 0:35:53I saw the body, don't fucking lie to me.
0:35:53 > 0:35:55I saw the body, what fucking happened?
0:35:56 > 0:35:59I'm not family, I'm saying nothing.
0:36:04 > 0:36:05Arthur...
0:36:06 > 0:36:08..he's blown a few times lately.
0:36:09 > 0:36:11Six, seven.
0:36:13 > 0:36:15It's like he's not there in the head.
0:36:16 > 0:36:19He can't even hear "stop". Even his own name.
0:36:22 > 0:36:23And then he cries.
0:36:29 > 0:36:30Right, listen to me.
0:36:32 > 0:36:33That's two fucking stories.
0:36:35 > 0:36:37Your brother killed a boy.
0:36:37 > 0:36:41There were witnesses, there will be questions,
0:36:41 > 0:36:44get your story straight, it was an accident.
0:36:44 > 0:36:45Fuck off.
0:36:53 > 0:36:55I spoke to the doctor, he said the kid...
0:36:56 > 0:36:58..probably had a weak heart.
0:36:58 > 0:37:00We'll look after his mother.
0:37:01 > 0:37:02It'll be fine.
0:37:04 > 0:37:06Polly said I should have stuck with the medicine.
0:37:08 > 0:37:10I said that you know best.
0:37:14 > 0:37:16It's like a fucking boat, Tommy.
0:37:19 > 0:37:21Full of heavy cargo, like coal or iron.
0:37:23 > 0:37:25Sometimes it slips to one end.
0:37:27 > 0:37:28And the boat tips.
0:37:31 > 0:37:32I can feel it slipping.
0:37:35 > 0:37:37And I can...feel the boat tipping.
0:37:39 > 0:37:41But there ain't nothing I can do about it.
0:37:44 > 0:37:48It's like me fuckin' head's just like this fuckin'...
0:37:48 > 0:37:51black fucking barge!
0:37:51 > 0:37:55And it just fucking...drifts...
0:37:55 > 0:37:58in and out, in and out...
0:37:58 > 0:38:01Well, we're home a long time now, Arthur.
0:38:01 > 0:38:03We've home a long time.
0:38:06 > 0:38:09- I thought you were all right. - Yeah, well...
0:38:09 > 0:38:14I-I-I don't think I am...Tommy.
0:38:17 > 0:38:20Take this fucking thing away from me.
0:38:26 > 0:38:28Just fuck off, Arthur.
0:38:30 > 0:38:31You know what?
0:38:34 > 0:38:36I've had enough.
0:38:36 > 0:38:40I've fucking had enough. Just fuck off.
0:38:40 > 0:38:43ARTHUR SNIFFLES
0:38:43 > 0:38:44(What?)
0:38:45 > 0:38:47I'm supposed to treat you like a fucking kid again, eh?
0:38:48 > 0:38:52Keep you away from guns and fucking rope, is that it?
0:38:53 > 0:38:55- YELLS:- You think I haven't got enough on?!
0:38:55 > 0:38:56- Stop it, Tommy.- Arthur?
0:38:56 > 0:38:59- You think I haven't got enough on?! - Stop it.
0:38:59 > 0:39:02- The war is done! Shut the door on it!- Stop it.
0:39:02 > 0:39:05- Shut the door on it, like I did, eh? - Like you do?
0:39:05 > 0:39:06Can you do that? Yeah?
0:39:06 > 0:39:08- Like I fucking did. - I'm not fucking you.
0:39:08 > 0:39:11- Shut the fucking door, eh? - But I'm not fucking you!
0:39:11 > 0:39:14I...am not fucking you!
0:39:14 > 0:39:17- Everyone fucking knows it! - ARTHUR PANTS
0:39:17 > 0:39:19God!
0:39:22 > 0:39:24Look at yourself. Eh?
0:39:26 > 0:39:30- Look at yourself. - JUGS CLATTER
0:39:30 > 0:39:34Take a long, hard, fucking look at yourself.
0:39:45 > 0:39:47DOOR BANGS
0:39:47 > 0:39:50ARTHUR SOBS
0:39:57 > 0:39:59GLASS SMASHES
0:39:59 > 0:40:02DOOR OPENS AND BANGS SHUT
0:40:06 > 0:40:08HE MOUTHS
0:40:23 > 0:40:24Time for lunch, sir.
0:40:24 > 0:40:28I thought we could eat at the desk, like the old days.
0:40:32 > 0:40:36HE CHUCKLES You remembered.
0:40:36 > 0:40:38Tongue and pickle, sir.
0:40:38 > 0:40:42But it's the single stroke of mustard, that's the thing.
0:40:42 > 0:40:44- Hmm.- The fine detail.
0:40:47 > 0:40:49Speaking of detail...
0:40:50 > 0:40:56How much is Thomas Shelby paying you in bribes per week? Hm?
0:40:59 > 0:41:04Actually, I already know - £2 a week, £8 a month,
0:41:04 > 0:41:06plus extras for specific favours.
0:41:08 > 0:41:11When I left, you were an honest man.
0:41:11 > 0:41:14And now you're on the Peaky Blinders' payroll.
0:41:17 > 0:41:23Shelby is a worm and feeds off the rotten parts of your mind.
0:41:23 > 0:41:26He gets in through your ear, with a whisper.
0:41:26 > 0:41:32He crawls in over your tongue as you lie to the judge and the pastor.
0:41:33 > 0:41:34Mr Moss...
0:41:36 > 0:41:40We are entering a bloody phase of a bloody war
0:41:40 > 0:41:42with no quarter asked or given.
0:41:44 > 0:41:50But as of this moment, you are now back on the side of the angels.
0:41:51 > 0:41:56Shelby thinks you work for him, but in truth, you work for me.
0:41:57 > 0:42:00And I will use you mercilessly.
0:42:50 > 0:42:53Polly, these are the files for Michael and Anna Gray.
0:42:55 > 0:42:56As you can see, one is white...
0:42:58 > 0:42:59..and one is black.
0:43:05 > 0:43:06What you saw in your dreams...
0:43:07 > 0:43:09..was right.
0:43:11 > 0:43:13Your daughter is dead.
0:43:25 > 0:43:29Um... You do it, I can't read it.
0:43:33 > 0:43:36After Anna was taken from you, she was put with a...
0:43:37 > 0:43:41With a family of a... railway station master in Stafford.
0:43:44 > 0:43:47She...never settled.
0:43:47 > 0:43:49So she kept running away.
0:43:52 > 0:43:54She got on a train to Birmingham once...
0:43:54 > 0:43:57Eventually they sent her to Australia...
0:43:59 > 0:44:01..where she died of something called spring fever.
0:44:18 > 0:44:20So my little Anna...
0:44:22 > 0:44:24..travelled all the way back across the world
0:44:24 > 0:44:26to be with me in my dreams?
0:44:29 > 0:44:31She came all by herself.
0:44:33 > 0:44:37Well...that's one train they couldn't get her off.
0:44:46 > 0:44:47But, Pol...
0:44:48 > 0:44:49..Michael is alive.
0:44:52 > 0:44:54SHE EXHALES SHARPLY
0:44:57 > 0:45:00- He's in England... - SHE PANTS
0:45:01 > 0:45:04..and I know where he lives, I went there.
0:45:06 > 0:45:07- But, Pol...- And?
0:45:09 > 0:45:11OK, Polly, listen to me.
0:45:13 > 0:45:14Just listen to me, please.
0:45:17 > 0:45:18Pol!
0:45:18 > 0:45:23The woman that he calls "mother" will never let him come here.
0:45:25 > 0:45:27Just tell me where he is, Tommy.
0:45:29 > 0:45:32Polly, if you go there and you get mad
0:45:32 > 0:45:35and she gets mad and she calls the police,
0:45:35 > 0:45:38they will never let you anywhere near him
0:45:38 > 0:45:40and the boy will get scared.
0:45:41 > 0:45:43That's what will happen, Pol.
0:45:44 > 0:45:46Polly.
0:45:47 > 0:45:49- Polly...- You just tell me where he is, Thomas.
0:45:51 > 0:45:53SHE COCKS GUN
0:45:54 > 0:45:57- Tell me where he is, Thomas! - Polly...
0:46:01 > 0:46:02Pulling the gun...
0:46:03 > 0:46:05Pulling the gun is why I can't tell you.
0:46:09 > 0:46:14Pol, I'm sorry, you're going to have to wait till he's 18.
0:46:14 > 0:46:16Till he's old enough to make his own decision.
0:46:21 > 0:46:23Wait?!
0:46:24 > 0:46:26You tell me where he is!
0:46:32 > 0:46:34If you shoot me, you'll never know.
0:46:39 > 0:46:41GUNSHOT
0:46:45 > 0:46:47MUSIC: I Want Some More by Dan Auerbach
0:47:06 > 0:47:11# You got the tenderness that I been searchin' for
0:47:11 > 0:47:15# Oh, oh, oh, I want some more... #
0:47:15 > 0:47:17FINN: Mickey! Hurry up, the party's starting.
0:47:23 > 0:47:25- Good, carry on. - Finn, where you going?
0:47:25 > 0:47:27- To talk to Arthur.- Right.
0:47:29 > 0:47:32ALL CHATTER AND LAUGH
0:47:53 > 0:47:56- Arthur?- Go away.
0:47:58 > 0:48:01- What's wrong? Why aren't you ready? - For what?
0:48:02 > 0:48:03The Garrison.
0:48:05 > 0:48:09The reopening of your pub. It's tonight.
0:48:10 > 0:48:14- Tommy don't want me there. - It was Tommy who told me to get you.
0:48:14 > 0:48:16He says it's your name above that door,
0:48:16 > 0:48:18- so you've got to be there.- No...
0:48:18 > 0:48:20No, look at me.
0:48:21 > 0:48:24I'm staying away. Go away.
0:48:24 > 0:48:25Get out.
0:48:38 > 0:48:40I told you to go away.
0:48:45 > 0:48:47Sometimes...
0:48:49 > 0:48:51..when we boys are feeling blue...
0:48:53 > 0:48:54This is what we do.
0:48:55 > 0:48:57It's called Tokyo.
0:49:22 > 0:49:25It's good stuff, Arthur. It'll help you.
0:49:27 > 0:49:29For special occasions.
0:49:33 > 0:49:36ARTHUR INHALES
0:49:37 > 0:49:40ARTHUR SNIFFS
0:49:54 > 0:49:57Oh, boys! My fucking Garrison!
0:49:59 > 0:50:01Take that. Take that an' all.
0:50:01 > 0:50:04'Ere you are, Lizzie. Let me get you a light.
0:50:04 > 0:50:07There you go, my darling. Jeremiah, I'll be with you in a second.
0:50:07 > 0:50:09- Oh! - MAN LAUGHS
0:50:09 > 0:50:11Look at the place!
0:50:14 > 0:50:17- You all right?- Busier we are, the faster time passes.
0:50:17 > 0:50:18Yeah?
0:50:19 > 0:50:25Arthur... Tokyo, it's fuel for races, eh?
0:50:25 > 0:50:28- But you've seen a doped horse after a race...- Oh, yeah.
0:50:29 > 0:50:31Grand openings and race days only, brother.
0:50:32 > 0:50:35- All right? - 'Go on then, Tommy!'
0:50:35 > 0:50:37- 'There you go, come on, drink up.' - Boys.
0:50:37 > 0:50:38All right, Mick?
0:50:38 > 0:50:43- Tom.- Finn! Gimme that.
0:50:44 > 0:50:46Keep him off the whisky, John.
0:52:16 > 0:52:17Pol.
0:52:27 > 0:52:30POLLY LAUGHS
0:52:33 > 0:52:36- Ada! I didn't know you were coming. - There's Aunt Polly.
0:52:36 > 0:52:38- Aww...- Hi!
0:52:39 > 0:52:41Hey, who's that?
0:52:41 > 0:52:44- D'you want a cuddle? - Polly, that's right.
0:52:44 > 0:52:45- Take him.- Polly...
0:52:45 > 0:52:49- Oh, Ada, why don't you think about coming home?- Hello, Ada.
0:52:49 > 0:52:50Say you'd...
0:52:53 > 0:52:56- Tommy... - TOMMY CLEARS THROAT
0:52:56 > 0:52:59- So what do you think, eh? - It's very...
0:52:59 > 0:53:00- Gold?- Yeah.
0:53:03 > 0:53:06- Hello, Ada. - Hello, trouble, how're you doing?
0:53:06 > 0:53:07- Mmmm... - Oh, you're...spilling my drink!
0:53:07 > 0:53:10SHE GIGGLES Hey, Arthur, look who it is.
0:53:10 > 0:53:12So what d'you want me to say to her?
0:53:12 > 0:53:15Just talk to her. No-one can get through to her.
0:53:15 > 0:53:18Tell her I had no choice.
0:53:19 > 0:53:21I appreciate this.
0:53:28 > 0:53:31- Hello, brother. - Ada, come here, you!
0:53:31 > 0:53:34- SHE GIGGLES - You big bear!
0:53:34 > 0:53:37Polly? Why don't you come and join us?
0:53:44 > 0:53:46- What?- I'm not an idiot.
0:53:47 > 0:53:48He asked you to come, didn't he?
0:53:56 > 0:54:00I don't want conversation, I want an address.
0:54:00 > 0:54:02Until I have that...
0:54:03 > 0:54:05..I've not got anything to say.
0:54:05 > 0:54:08- Now, it's a party!- Yeah...
0:54:08 > 0:54:10It is! Oh!
0:54:13 > 0:54:17- And I'm going to enjoy myself. - No, Pol, don't be silly.
0:54:19 > 0:54:20Excuse me?
0:54:22 > 0:54:24Would you care to dance?
0:54:26 > 0:54:28It'd...be my pleasure.
0:54:35 > 0:54:39My love, pleasure hasn't even begun.
0:56:52 > 0:56:53Excuse me?
0:56:55 > 0:56:57I'm looking for someone called Elizabeth Gray.
0:56:58 > 0:57:00I was told she lived here at number 17.
0:57:02 > 0:57:04I came last night but there was nobody here.
0:57:06 > 0:57:07So I waited.
0:57:08 > 0:57:10What do you want with Elizabeth Gray?
0:57:13 > 0:57:15I think she might be my mother.
0:58:06 > 0:58:10# On a gathering storm comes a tall, handsome man
0:58:10 > 0:58:15# In a dusty, black coat with a red right hand. #