0:00:02 > 0:00:05This programme contains strong language and some violent scenes from the start.
0:00:05 > 0:00:08- Tommy, you've never even seen their kids.- I'm staying with Polly.
0:00:08 > 0:00:09- She's in a bad way. - I'll get through to her.
0:00:09 > 0:00:12The union convenor causing all the trouble, her name's Jessie Eden.
0:00:12 > 0:00:14I will conduct myself as a businessman...
0:00:14 > 0:00:16Who says "sweetheart"?
0:00:16 > 0:00:18Today, everyone in the family received one of these.
0:00:18 > 0:00:20Changretta knows where we all live.
0:00:20 > 0:00:23We need to be together at a place even they won't dare to come.
0:00:23 > 0:00:24You mean back home?
0:00:24 > 0:00:27This is the New York Mafia we're talking about.
0:00:27 > 0:00:29And we're the Peaky Blinders.
0:00:29 > 0:00:31We're not the Peaky Blinders unless we're together.
0:00:31 > 0:00:34- And what's the purpose of your visit?- Pleasure.
0:00:40 > 0:00:41WHISTLE BLOWS
0:01:05 > 0:01:09# I began to warm and chill
0:01:09 > 0:01:13# To objects and their fields
0:01:13 > 0:01:15# A ragged cup
0:01:15 > 0:01:17# A twisted mop
0:01:17 > 0:01:21# The face of Jesus in my soup
0:01:21 > 0:01:25# Those sinister dinner deals
0:01:25 > 0:01:29# The meal trolley's wicked wheels
0:01:29 > 0:01:33# And the mercy seat is waiting
0:01:33 > 0:01:36# And I think my head is burning
0:01:36 > 0:01:41# In a way, I'm yearning to be done
0:01:41 > 0:01:45# With all this weighing up the truth
0:01:45 > 0:01:49# An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
0:01:49 > 0:01:52# And anyway I told the truth
0:01:52 > 0:01:56# And I'm not afraid to die
0:01:56 > 0:02:00# And the mercy seat is burning
0:02:00 > 0:02:03# And I think my head is glowing
0:02:03 > 0:02:07# In a way, I'm a-hoping to be done
0:02:07 > 0:02:10# With all this weighing up the truth
0:02:10 > 0:02:15# An eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth
0:02:15 > 0:02:19# And anyway I told the truth
0:02:19 > 0:02:23# I'm afraid I told a lie. #
0:02:27 > 0:02:29Please, can we get some help here?
0:02:29 > 0:02:31Please? It's all right, Michael.
0:02:31 > 0:02:33It's all right, Michael.
0:02:33 > 0:02:35It's all right, Michael. You're going to be OK.
0:02:35 > 0:02:38Don't leave us now. Just keep breathing.
0:02:38 > 0:02:40MICHAEL BREATHES RAGGEDLY
0:02:40 > 0:02:42No. No.
0:02:42 > 0:02:45I don't want fucking kids in here. I want soldiers.
0:02:45 > 0:02:47I don't want fucking kids who joined us for the sport.
0:02:47 > 0:02:49All right. Get out. Go on. Go.
0:02:49 > 0:02:52- I want men who served in here. - All right, Pol.
0:02:52 > 0:02:53God, please, don't take my son.
0:02:53 > 0:02:57- Mrs Gray, please.- Please, don't. God, don't take my son.- Pol.
0:02:57 > 0:02:59- Pol. Polly.- He's in good hands. - God, please, don't take my son.
0:02:59 > 0:03:01Pol? Pol?
0:03:01 > 0:03:04Damn, fuck those bastards responsible.
0:03:04 > 0:03:06All right. Let them do their job, all right?
0:03:06 > 0:03:08Let them do their job. I'll get soldiers.
0:03:08 > 0:03:10I'll be back. I'll be back.
0:03:18 > 0:03:19DOOR OPENS
0:03:36 > 0:03:38Is it him?
0:03:39 > 0:03:40Yeah.
0:03:44 > 0:03:46On his own doorstep.
0:03:49 > 0:03:50His own fucking doorstep.
0:03:57 > 0:03:59All right, get out.
0:03:59 > 0:04:00And you - out.
0:04:07 > 0:04:08ARTHUR SNIFFS
0:04:20 > 0:04:21Poor John.
0:04:23 > 0:04:25Fucking John.
0:04:26 > 0:04:30"In the bleak midwinter..."
0:04:30 > 0:04:32I promised, Arthur.
0:04:32 > 0:04:35No, I can't...
0:04:35 > 0:04:38In the hole, we promised.
0:04:39 > 0:04:41I can't look at him...
0:04:41 > 0:04:42Come here, brother.
0:04:46 > 0:04:47Come here.
0:04:47 > 0:04:50Come on, come here.
0:04:54 > 0:04:56- WHISPERS:- Oh, man.
0:04:59 > 0:05:01Now, say it.
0:05:05 > 0:05:07Say it, brother.
0:05:12 > 0:05:15"In the bleak midwinter..."
0:05:19 > 0:05:21DOOR OPENS
0:05:21 > 0:05:23- ESME:- You're cursed, and I curse you again!
0:05:23 > 0:05:25And again! And again!
0:05:25 > 0:05:27- Esme...- No!
0:05:27 > 0:05:28Come on. Come here. Come on.
0:05:46 > 0:05:48Leave me with him.
0:05:48 > 0:05:50You've spoken to him.
0:05:50 > 0:05:52Now it's my turn.
0:05:55 > 0:05:56Arthur.
0:06:01 > 0:06:04No peace for either of you...ever.
0:06:19 > 0:06:21Our stuff will stay with me.
0:06:26 > 0:06:29I'm taking the children on the road,
0:06:29 > 0:06:32to live with decent people.
0:06:36 > 0:06:40They'll never know the cursed side of this family.
0:06:42 > 0:06:43We're done with them, John.
0:06:48 > 0:06:50ESME'S FOOTSTEPS RECEDE
0:07:01 > 0:07:03HE SIGHS
0:07:17 > 0:07:19KNOCK ON DOOR
0:07:19 > 0:07:20- FINN:- Tommy, they're gathered.
0:07:20 > 0:07:22FINN'S FOOTSTEPS RECEDE
0:08:11 > 0:08:12John is dead.
0:08:15 > 0:08:18Esme has gone on the road with the Lees.
0:08:18 > 0:08:21She's taken the kids.
0:08:22 > 0:08:24Michael is badly wounded.
0:08:24 > 0:08:26They say it's 60-40 in his favour.
0:08:26 > 0:08:29There's no number, there's no percentages.
0:08:31 > 0:08:32There's only the hand.
0:08:32 > 0:08:35The hand beneath him stops him falling.
0:08:35 > 0:08:39I spoke to someone.
0:08:39 > 0:08:40My son'll live.
0:08:42 > 0:08:46Michael and John were shot because we killed someone.
0:08:46 > 0:08:48Vicente Changretta.
0:08:48 > 0:08:51His son, Luca, has come to take revenge.
0:08:51 > 0:08:55Men from New York and Sicily here in Birmingham.
0:08:55 > 0:08:59These men will not leave our city until our whole family is dead.
0:08:59 > 0:09:02That's how it works - an eye for an eye.
0:09:02 > 0:09:04It's called vendetta.
0:09:04 > 0:09:07Yeah, well...
0:09:07 > 0:09:09..the bullet's been written.
0:09:11 > 0:09:13It says "LUCA".
0:09:14 > 0:09:17When the time comes...
0:09:17 > 0:09:19..and it will come...
0:09:21 > 0:09:24..he, as the oldest brother...
0:09:24 > 0:09:29I will put this bullet into his fucking head.
0:09:36 > 0:09:38There's been some bad blood between us.
0:09:38 > 0:09:39SHE SCOFFS
0:09:42 > 0:09:44- POLLY LAUGHS ARTHUR:- Polly, please.
0:09:47 > 0:09:51Until this business is settled, we stay together...
0:09:51 > 0:09:53..and we stay here.
0:09:53 > 0:09:57Small Heath, Bordesley, Hay Mills, down to Greet.
0:09:57 > 0:10:02We know every face and every man is a soldier in this army.
0:10:02 > 0:10:05These men are professionals, they're good at what they do,
0:10:05 > 0:10:08so we're going to need more than we have.
0:10:08 > 0:10:10I've sent a message to Aberama Gold.
0:10:10 > 0:10:12No.
0:10:12 > 0:10:14No, Tom.
0:10:14 > 0:10:18I'll get you 50 Lee boys. Good men, Tom.
0:10:18 > 0:10:20I don't need good men, Johnny. For this, I need bad men.
0:10:20 > 0:10:24Tommy, his people are fuckin' savages. You know? Heathens, Tom.
0:10:24 > 0:10:26They don't even let them in the fair,
0:10:26 > 0:10:28so they come and steal our horses.
0:10:28 > 0:10:30You know, stealing from their own, Tom.
0:10:30 > 0:10:32So this the plan, Thomas?
0:10:34 > 0:10:36This is the plan?
0:10:36 > 0:10:38A bullet with a name on it,
0:10:38 > 0:10:40help from a bunch of savages?
0:10:42 > 0:10:44We're going to go on the offensive.
0:10:44 > 0:10:46I've spoken to Moss. SHE SCOFFS
0:10:46 > 0:10:48- Moss!- I've spoken to Moss.
0:10:49 > 0:10:51HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
0:10:51 > 0:10:53Moss is putting out word...
0:10:54 > 0:10:57..eyes and ears so we can find 'em.
0:10:57 > 0:10:58HE SIGHS
0:10:58 > 0:11:01Yet the truth is, the police are busy with the revolution.
0:11:01 > 0:11:03Moss says they're expecting strikes
0:11:03 > 0:11:05and riots when the weather gets warmer.
0:11:05 > 0:11:08- The Bolsheviks are planning... - The Bolsheviks couldn't plan a fucking picnic.
0:11:08 > 0:11:10- He's reading the wrong papers. - Ada!
0:11:10 > 0:11:14Real or not real, the coppers don't give a fuck about us.
0:11:14 > 0:11:15All right?
0:11:19 > 0:11:21Which means...
0:11:21 > 0:11:24..that here today, in this room,
0:11:24 > 0:11:26we have to agree to end this war between us.
0:11:31 > 0:11:32Take a vote.
0:11:35 > 0:11:37Peace.
0:11:38 > 0:11:42I was never a part of this, but...peace.
0:11:42 > 0:11:43Peace.
0:11:44 > 0:11:46Peace.
0:11:46 > 0:11:48Peace.
0:11:48 > 0:11:50Shut up, Finn.
0:11:50 > 0:11:52Why can't I say "peace"?
0:11:52 > 0:11:55Arthur, let him have his say.
0:11:55 > 0:11:58Finn, sit at the table.
0:12:02 > 0:12:03Little bastard.
0:12:05 > 0:12:09They're sending us fucking kids, Sergeant Major...
0:12:09 > 0:12:10..to do men's work.
0:12:14 > 0:12:16My son's not here to speak...
0:12:22 > 0:12:24..so I'll speak on behalf of us both.
0:12:30 > 0:12:31Truce.
0:12:37 > 0:12:42Five for peace, two for truce, one abstention.
0:12:42 > 0:12:43Let's get on with the war.
0:12:54 > 0:12:56Whoa!
0:12:56 > 0:12:58Curly, here we are.
0:12:58 > 0:12:59Here, catch.
0:13:01 > 0:13:03HE LAUGHS
0:13:03 > 0:13:06Right. Right, move them, boys.
0:13:06 > 0:13:07Unload, unload!
0:13:40 > 0:13:41Hat.
0:13:45 > 0:13:48Blues and Villa goalkeeper?
0:13:48 > 0:13:50Dan Tremelling plays in goal for the Blues,
0:13:50 > 0:13:52and Tommy Jackson for the Villa.
0:13:52 > 0:13:54Fair enough.
0:14:02 > 0:14:05- Charlie?- What is it, Curly?
0:14:05 > 0:14:07We've run out of bullets, Charlie.
0:14:07 > 0:14:09We need more ammunition!
0:14:09 > 0:14:11More ammunition!
0:14:11 > 0:14:14Johnny, more ammo.
0:14:22 > 0:14:23CROWS CAW
0:14:26 > 0:14:28We're like sitting ducks here, if the wops come.
0:14:28 > 0:14:30Yeah, well, Tommy said we should do it in the open.
0:14:46 > 0:14:50This is how John wanted to go.
0:14:50 > 0:14:52On the smoke.
0:14:52 > 0:14:54But the truth is,
0:14:54 > 0:14:57we died together once before.
0:14:59 > 0:15:02Arthur, me...
0:15:03 > 0:15:06..Danny Whizz-Bang,
0:15:06 > 0:15:12Freddie Thorne, Jeremiah, and John.
0:15:13 > 0:15:18We were cut off from the retreat, no bullets left,
0:15:18 > 0:15:20waiting for the Prussian cavalry
0:15:20 > 0:15:22to come, and to finish us off.
0:15:24 > 0:15:27And while we waited...
0:15:28 > 0:15:32..Jeremiah said we should sing In The Bleak Midwinter.
0:15:35 > 0:15:39But we were spared - the enemy never came.
0:15:39 > 0:15:40And we all agreed...
0:15:44 > 0:15:47..that everything after that was extra...
0:15:49 > 0:15:52..and when our time came, we would all remember.
0:15:52 > 0:15:55You remember that God spared you.
0:15:55 > 0:15:58But what did you do with the extra time that He gave you, eh, Thomas?
0:17:18 > 0:17:19BLADE PENETRATES FLESH
0:17:26 > 0:17:28PANICKED SHOUTING
0:17:28 > 0:17:31At ease. At ease.
0:17:31 > 0:17:32Do not return fire!
0:17:32 > 0:17:35I repeat - do not return fire!
0:17:35 > 0:17:38Stand down.
0:17:38 > 0:17:41The men doing the firing are on our side.
0:17:56 > 0:17:57GUNSHOT RINGS OUT
0:18:01 > 0:18:03I took the trouble
0:18:03 > 0:18:08of getting an invitation to Aberama Gold.
0:18:08 > 0:18:11Oh, fuck. Now it's begun.
0:18:16 > 0:18:20You put us out in the open on purpose.
0:18:20 > 0:18:24You used John's funeral fire as a fucking beacon.
0:18:24 > 0:18:27- We were never in any danger, Polly. - You set a trap.
0:18:27 > 0:18:29Finn? Finn?!
0:18:29 > 0:18:32Go to the yard and light the fires.
0:18:32 > 0:18:35You set a trap with us as fucking bait.
0:18:35 > 0:18:37Who's dead?
0:18:39 > 0:18:40Our enemies.
0:18:43 > 0:18:47- Who's dead?- Want to know, Pol?
0:18:47 > 0:18:50Two fucking local Italians heard about the vendetta,
0:18:50 > 0:18:53tried to make a fucking names for themselves - that's who.
0:18:53 > 0:18:58We got word to them about the funeral - the where, the when.
0:18:58 > 0:19:00Told them where to stand for the best shot.
0:19:01 > 0:19:03And Aberama Gold will do the rest.
0:19:04 > 0:19:06That's the language of vendetta -
0:19:06 > 0:19:09they take one of ours, we take two of theirs.
0:19:10 > 0:19:13You used your own brother's funeral.
0:19:18 > 0:19:21When did we vote on this, Tommy?
0:19:23 > 0:19:28Curly, get a boat ready to take the bodies to the city,
0:19:28 > 0:19:30and another boat for anyone...
0:19:30 > 0:19:33..anyone who wants no more part of this.
0:19:33 > 0:19:36Cos this is how it's going to be.
0:19:36 > 0:19:37Polly!
0:19:39 > 0:19:42I'm not staying for this, Arthur.
0:19:42 > 0:19:43I'm going home.
0:19:43 > 0:19:49Oh, yeah. Home's 57 Watery Lane. You go there...
0:19:49 > 0:19:52..lock the doors, you wait for me.
0:20:05 > 0:20:07- Key to number 57. - I'm going home to the country.
0:20:07 > 0:20:10You will stay here until it's over. Take the fucking key, Linda.
0:20:10 > 0:20:13Look, away from here, you are a weakness to all of us.
0:20:13 > 0:20:16They will take you hostage, and the baby.
0:20:16 > 0:20:18They will use the baby.
0:20:18 > 0:20:22Take it. Put the kettle on.
0:20:22 > 0:20:23Wait for your husband.
0:20:29 > 0:20:32The only way any of you Shelbys will leave this place
0:20:32 > 0:20:34is on a cloud of smoke, like John.
0:20:34 > 0:20:37Well, you're a Shelby now, too, Linda.
0:20:42 > 0:20:44500 each, 1,000 for the brace.
0:20:44 > 0:20:45Where do you want them?
0:20:45 > 0:20:48Charlie, take them to the yard.
0:21:22 > 0:21:24Not too far, not too deep, Curly.
0:21:24 > 0:21:25We need the message to get through.
0:21:25 > 0:21:27OK, Tom.
0:21:27 > 0:21:29Finn, you go with him.
0:21:31 > 0:21:33Go on. Go with him.
0:21:35 > 0:21:38Oh, Tom? Tell Johnny to save me some goose, please.
0:21:42 > 0:21:43FOOTSTEPS APPROACH
0:21:57 > 0:21:58On your feet.
0:22:14 > 0:22:15Wait outside.
0:22:27 > 0:22:29Hello, Mum.
0:22:33 > 0:22:34They said you'd be out cold.
0:22:38 > 0:22:39No, don't move.
0:22:39 > 0:22:41HE GRUNTS
0:22:41 > 0:22:43The doctor said they'd sewn you up like a football.
0:22:43 > 0:22:45What else did he say?
0:22:47 > 0:22:49He said you took four bullets.
0:22:49 > 0:22:51Only one was live.
0:22:51 > 0:22:54One was a ricochet...
0:22:55 > 0:22:56..two were already spent.
0:23:00 > 0:23:02Two had passed through John.
0:23:05 > 0:23:07The last thing I remember was his face.
0:23:12 > 0:23:14I watched him go.
0:23:21 > 0:23:22Where's Tommy?
0:23:22 > 0:23:25Oh, don't worry about Tommy. Just get better.
0:23:25 > 0:23:26Where is he?
0:23:28 > 0:23:30Tommy's back.
0:23:30 > 0:23:32We're all back.
0:23:32 > 0:23:34The Garrison, Watery Lane, Charlie's.
0:23:39 > 0:23:41I need a cigarette.
0:23:41 > 0:23:43No.
0:23:46 > 0:23:47I've made a decision.
0:23:47 > 0:23:49- Give me a cigarette, Mum. - It's not allowed.
0:23:49 > 0:23:51It's not allowed?
0:24:03 > 0:24:07- WHISPERS:- I've decided we're going to get away.- Yeah?
0:24:07 > 0:24:09Just me and you.
0:24:09 > 0:24:11Australia.
0:24:11 > 0:24:14And I've been to the Cunard office and I got a magazine.
0:24:14 > 0:24:16HE GROANS
0:24:16 > 0:24:18America's no good, because that's where they are,
0:24:18 > 0:24:20but there's no Italians in Australia.
0:24:20 > 0:24:22I think there are, Mum.
0:24:22 > 0:24:24Bad ones, I mean.
0:24:25 > 0:24:27Have you stopped taking those prison tablets?
0:24:27 > 0:24:29- Don't you worry about me.- I do.
0:24:29 > 0:24:30Just you get better.
0:24:32 > 0:24:34The doctor says it'll be five weeks.
0:24:34 > 0:24:36Then, you'll be up and walking.
0:24:36 > 0:24:39Now, there's a boat that leaves on February the 13th.
0:24:39 > 0:24:42Tell Tommy I need to see him.
0:24:42 > 0:24:44Tell him to bring a gun small enough to fit in the chamber pot,
0:24:44 > 0:24:49- in case they come back. - No, I've banned Tommy from coming.
0:24:49 > 0:24:51Are the factories going back to work tomorrow?
0:24:51 > 0:24:53Just forget the fucking factories.
0:24:53 > 0:24:55Is there any word of them going out on strike?
0:24:55 > 0:24:59We're going to Australia. It'll just be you, me, and your sister.
0:24:59 > 0:25:01Cos I've found out where she's buried -
0:25:01 > 0:25:03it's somewhere outside Melbourne.
0:25:03 > 0:25:05Listen, Mum.
0:25:08 > 0:25:11I'm going to get better slowly...
0:25:11 > 0:25:14..but you need to get better fast.
0:25:14 > 0:25:17Without you, he falls apart, and without him...
0:25:20 > 0:25:24Without him, they'll take us all.
0:25:24 > 0:25:26You've got to get us through this.
0:25:28 > 0:25:30Then, I promise...
0:25:31 > 0:25:34..I'll board that train with you and we'll go to Australia.
0:26:09 > 0:26:11I like your yard, Mr Strong.
0:26:11 > 0:26:13How much would you take for it?
0:26:15 > 0:26:17It's not for sale.
0:26:17 > 0:26:19Not for sale?
0:26:19 > 0:26:20OK.
0:26:28 > 0:26:29CHAINS CLATTER
0:26:32 > 0:26:35I just took a look round.
0:26:35 > 0:26:37I like this place.
0:26:37 > 0:26:39HE LAUGHS
0:26:39 > 0:26:41Fire for melting silver,
0:26:41 > 0:26:43canal to get it away.
0:26:43 > 0:26:44How much?
0:26:48 > 0:26:50Nothing you see is for sale, Mr Gold.
0:26:50 > 0:26:52Oh, everything is for sale.
0:26:52 > 0:26:54Everything.
0:26:58 > 0:27:02You tell Mr Strong I'm going to buy his yard.
0:27:04 > 0:27:06This yard has been in his family since they settled.
0:27:06 > 0:27:09But I have decided to make it part of our deal.
0:27:15 > 0:27:17Charlie?
0:27:19 > 0:27:21Charlie, come here.
0:27:25 > 0:27:28We're going to spin a coin for your yard, Charlie.
0:27:28 > 0:27:30You're going to what?
0:27:30 > 0:27:33If it's heads,
0:27:33 > 0:27:36Abby here takes all of this...with my blessing.
0:27:36 > 0:27:37Tommy.
0:27:38 > 0:27:40And if it's tails...
0:27:43 > 0:27:45..I fuck your daughter, Mr Gold.
0:27:45 > 0:27:47WHEEZING LAUGHTER
0:27:49 > 0:27:51You have three daughters, I hear...
0:27:52 > 0:27:55..and Esmeralda is the eldest, and also the prettiest,
0:27:55 > 0:27:57so I'll have her.
0:27:57 > 0:28:00So make her part of the deal and spin her against the yard.
0:28:00 > 0:28:02Tommy, for fuck sake.
0:28:03 > 0:28:07Here, toss the coin, Mr Gold.
0:28:20 > 0:28:21No.
0:28:23 > 0:28:26Please don't believe this is a joke.
0:28:26 > 0:28:28The coin to us is sacred. Yes, Arthur?
0:28:28 > 0:28:31Sacred.
0:28:33 > 0:28:37If you toss that coin, you take a bet before witnesses.
0:28:37 > 0:28:39And if I win...
0:28:40 > 0:28:44Then, we'll insist that the terms of this agreement,
0:28:44 > 0:28:48the wager, are fulfilled.
0:28:53 > 0:28:55Toss the coin, Mr Gold.
0:29:12 > 0:29:14Tommy Shelby OBE...
0:29:19 > 0:29:20..no wager today.
0:29:22 > 0:29:25But with this penny, I will buy a flower to put on your grave...
0:29:27 > 0:29:29..when the time comes.
0:29:32 > 0:29:35And before that time,
0:29:35 > 0:29:41please don't again disrespect my friends or their valued property.
0:29:41 > 0:29:45We missed Christmas - let's have it now.
0:29:46 > 0:29:49Peace on earth, good will to all men.
0:29:59 > 0:30:01Rum, Curly.
0:30:01 > 0:30:05Toast to my brother, John. Raise your glasses, all of you.
0:30:05 > 0:30:07Raise 'em up, all of you.
0:30:08 > 0:30:10- John Shelby.- ALL:- Cheers.
0:30:10 > 0:30:13I got wire, I got chains, I got steel rods - now what?
0:30:13 > 0:30:16Right, put the steel rods up the geese's arse there,
0:30:16 > 0:30:18and then you put those steel rods above the fire,
0:30:18 > 0:30:22spinning the rod to stop the bird from burning.
0:30:22 > 0:30:24- ALL:- Cheers.- Cheers, lads.
0:30:24 > 0:30:25You did get potatoes, Charlie?
0:30:25 > 0:30:28No, I didn't get fucking potatoes. What's the matter with you?
0:30:28 > 0:30:30I don't want that bastard, Aberama Gold, putting
0:30:30 > 0:30:32it around that we live like didicois.
0:30:32 > 0:30:36I want him to see that we live proper, that we eat proper,
0:30:36 > 0:30:38in the proper way.
0:30:38 > 0:30:39What the fuck are you talking about?
0:30:39 > 0:30:41I'll get the potatoes meself.
0:30:49 > 0:30:52Never thought my high-fucking-heels from Paris would be stepping
0:30:52 > 0:30:55through the horse shit of Small Heath ever again.
0:30:55 > 0:30:57Temporary, Polly.
0:30:57 > 0:30:59Yeah, until hell freezes over.
0:31:39 > 0:31:41How's Michael?
0:31:41 > 0:31:43You said eight men from New York, seven from Sicily,
0:31:43 > 0:31:45at £500 each.
0:31:45 > 0:31:47Of course, you can afford it.
0:31:47 > 0:31:49Most, we'll do ourselves.
0:31:50 > 0:31:53How many of your factories are in the safe territories?
0:31:53 > 0:31:5570%.
0:31:55 > 0:31:58Shelby Company Ltd will continue to manufacture.
0:32:00 > 0:32:04Lizzie says it's only whores these days.
0:32:04 > 0:32:05Yeah.
0:32:07 > 0:32:09Have them smuggled in, I suppose?
0:32:12 > 0:32:14I need you back, Polly.
0:32:14 > 0:32:17Paying whores for sex, paying killers to kill...
0:32:17 > 0:32:19Yeah - nothing for nothing.
0:32:19 > 0:32:21Poor Thomas.
0:32:23 > 0:32:26You know, our mother went this way -
0:32:26 > 0:32:28spirits and ghosts, tablets,
0:32:28 > 0:32:32fucking...fucking seances scaring us kids halfway to fucking death.
0:32:32 > 0:32:35Yeah, well, I'm not going that way.
0:32:37 > 0:32:39Cos in the smoke, I realised something.
0:32:41 > 0:32:44I'm just like you now,
0:32:44 > 0:32:46you and Arthur.
0:32:48 > 0:32:52I was dead in that noose, and then I was saved.
0:32:52 > 0:32:54So everything from now on is extra.
0:32:54 > 0:32:58But what I didn't understand until today...
0:32:58 > 0:33:00..is when you're dead already...
0:33:02 > 0:33:04..you're free.
0:33:08 > 0:33:10Fucking love it.
0:33:12 > 0:33:15I'll help you, cos Michael wants me to help you.
0:33:17 > 0:33:19Starting now.
0:33:20 > 0:33:24Get your whores vetted by Lizzie - they'll use your weakness.
0:33:24 > 0:33:28Don't take any new men on in the factories unless you know their families.
0:33:31 > 0:33:34And your new friend,
0:33:34 > 0:33:36Mr Aberama Gold...
0:33:37 > 0:33:40..he wants something other than just money.
0:33:40 > 0:33:43I see things in the air around people -
0:33:43 > 0:33:45it's not just the tablets.
0:33:47 > 0:33:48It's real.
0:33:48 > 0:33:51Ask him what he really wants.
0:34:31 > 0:34:34She's a fine beast, this one.
0:34:36 > 0:34:39Nothing you see is for sale, Mr Shelby.
0:34:44 > 0:34:48Your grandfather camped with mine for a while.
0:34:48 > 0:34:50Yeah. That didn't last.
0:34:50 > 0:34:53No, it ended badly...
0:34:53 > 0:34:55..in a pub called the Wenlock.
0:34:56 > 0:34:58We were owed money. Still are.
0:35:07 > 0:35:10Other than money and a scrapyard that's clearly not for sale...
0:35:13 > 0:35:15..what is it that you want from me, Mr Gold?
0:35:17 > 0:35:20How do you know I want anything from you?
0:35:20 > 0:35:23Well, because my company treasurer
0:35:23 > 0:35:25is a certified accountant,
0:35:25 > 0:35:27and also, apparently, a witch.
0:35:30 > 0:35:32You're a sporting man...
0:35:34 > 0:35:35Yes, I am.
0:35:35 > 0:35:37..and a gambling man.
0:35:40 > 0:35:43Bonnie, take off your shirt.
0:35:47 > 0:35:49What I want from you, Mr Shelby,
0:35:49 > 0:35:51is for you to take a gamble on him.
0:35:51 > 0:35:54I want you to help my son achieve his ambition.
0:35:58 > 0:36:00BONNIE GRUNTS
0:36:02 > 0:36:04What ambition might that be?
0:36:36 > 0:36:37KNOCK ON DOOR
0:36:45 > 0:36:47KNOCK ON DOOR
0:36:49 > 0:36:51Who is it?
0:36:51 > 0:36:52Inspector Moss.
0:37:00 > 0:37:02I'm looking for Tommy.
0:37:02 > 0:37:04He's at Charlie's.
0:37:04 > 0:37:07But I wouldn't go there - some bad men have arrived.
0:37:07 > 0:37:08Yes, I've heard...
0:37:08 > 0:37:12Be drunk by now...or worse.
0:37:12 > 0:37:15Can you take a message?
0:37:15 > 0:37:18The intelligence service in London have sent seven officers
0:37:18 > 0:37:21up to Birmingham to take over the investigation
0:37:21 > 0:37:24into the Communists and seditionists.
0:37:24 > 0:37:27They've got a list of people of great interest and, erm,
0:37:27 > 0:37:30top of that list is Ada Thorne, formerly Shelby.
0:37:30 > 0:37:34Now, they seem to think that she came back from New York
0:37:34 > 0:37:36to organise the revolution in Birmingham.
0:37:36 > 0:37:38Well, tell them they're wrong.
0:37:38 > 0:37:41Ada Shelby's now firmly back in place in the family business.
0:37:41 > 0:37:45Thing is, when you get a mark against your name,
0:37:45 > 0:37:47it's very hard to shift it.
0:37:48 > 0:37:50They will come looking for her.
0:37:50 > 0:37:51Well, tell them there's a queue.
0:37:51 > 0:37:53Everybody wants a Shelby.
0:37:55 > 0:37:57Mrs Shelby...
0:37:57 > 0:37:59..these are military men,
0:37:59 > 0:38:03no less dangerous than any Italians.
0:38:03 > 0:38:04You tell Tommy.
0:38:04 > 0:38:06I think he'll understand.
0:38:08 > 0:38:10I'll say goodnight to you, then.
0:38:46 > 0:38:47Hello, Curly.
0:38:47 > 0:38:50- Oh, hello...- I'm here to collect Mr Shelby's horse.
0:38:50 > 0:38:52I'm a little early, I think.
0:38:52 > 0:38:55A-Are you going to train the horse to race?
0:38:55 > 0:38:57Yes.
0:38:57 > 0:38:58D-Don't use the crop,
0:38:58 > 0:39:00she's very gentle.
0:39:00 > 0:39:01I won't.
0:39:02 > 0:39:03I-I...
0:39:05 > 0:39:07CURLY STRAINS
0:39:07 > 0:39:08How is Mr Shelby?
0:39:08 > 0:39:11Well, now he's got the Americans after him,
0:39:11 > 0:39:14- he's a bit hard on people. - The Americans?
0:39:14 > 0:39:16Yeah, they call them the Mafia.
0:39:16 > 0:39:17Dear God.
0:39:17 > 0:39:21Yeah, there's 15 of them. Yeah, they want to kill us all.
0:39:21 > 0:39:24But we've got guns and grenades and Aunt Polly's back,
0:39:24 > 0:39:26so it's going to be OK. Yeah.
0:39:26 > 0:39:27I-I'll get the horse.
0:39:47 > 0:39:50Mr Shelby, thank God you're back. We've got real trouble.
0:39:50 > 0:39:52What meetings do I have today?
0:39:52 > 0:39:56Erm, well, there's a supplier from Coventry at ten,
0:39:56 > 0:39:59the convenor of the boilermakers union at 11, and then
0:39:59 > 0:40:02Chamber of Commerce at one. But that isn't the thing.
0:40:02 > 0:40:04Right, clear a space here, move this car back
0:40:04 > 0:40:05and then 100 feet of rope and a bell.
0:40:05 > 0:40:08- Rope?- Yep, and a bell.
0:40:08 > 0:40:11Mr Shelby, this place is about to explode.
0:40:11 > 0:40:13Rope and a bell, Devlin. Ronnie, this way.
0:40:13 > 0:40:16Yes, Mr Shelby.
0:40:16 > 0:40:20Oh, by the way, the revolution's scheduled to begin at noon.
0:40:22 > 0:40:25Here he is - Billy Mills.
0:40:25 > 0:40:28Former heavyweight champion, Staffordshire, Warwickshire
0:40:28 > 0:40:30and Worcestershire. Hello, Billy.
0:40:30 > 0:40:34Yeah, and now I work for you, Mr Shelby,
0:40:34 > 0:40:37for not enough money.
0:40:37 > 0:40:38All right.
0:40:38 > 0:40:42HE SHUFFLES PAPER That enough for you?
0:40:42 > 0:40:45- Enough for what?- There's someone here wants to fight you.
0:40:45 > 0:40:47Bonnie Gold! Come here, son.
0:40:48 > 0:40:50I'm a heavyweight.
0:40:50 > 0:40:52He's a welterweight, at best.
0:40:52 > 0:40:55Nevertheless, he wants to fight you.
0:40:55 > 0:40:59Yeah, and when I damage him, the Blinders will take my eyes.
0:41:00 > 0:41:04No comeback, Billy. It's just a fight, Queensberry rules.
0:41:04 > 0:41:06- When?- Now.
0:41:06 > 0:41:08- Where?- Here.
0:41:08 > 0:41:10- ARTHUR:- Right, you lot, come here.
0:41:10 > 0:41:12Let's make it interesting.
0:41:12 > 0:41:14Come place a wager with me.
0:41:14 > 0:41:15I'll give you good odds.
0:41:15 > 0:41:17I'll give you good odds on the boy,
0:41:17 > 0:41:19even better on the big lad.
0:41:19 > 0:41:22£2, there you go. What you want?
0:41:24 > 0:41:26Bonnie. Come here, son.
0:41:38 > 0:41:39SHOUTS OF ENCOURAGEMENT
0:42:08 > 0:42:09CHEERING AND JEERING
0:42:09 > 0:42:12Your boy knows he can hit back, right?
0:42:12 > 0:42:14I told him, in the professional game,
0:42:14 > 0:42:16people want their money's worth.
0:42:16 > 0:42:17Don't win too fast.
0:42:21 > 0:42:23But if you've seen enough...
0:42:25 > 0:42:26Finish it, Bonnie!
0:42:33 > 0:42:35Fuck me. That was a punch.
0:42:37 > 0:42:39What's he got, horseshoes in those gloves, or what?
0:42:39 > 0:42:42Nope. Just his dad's strength and his mother's temper.
0:42:47 > 0:42:50- Does he have fits?- No.
0:42:50 > 0:42:51- Asthma?- No.
0:42:51 > 0:42:55- How's he cut?- No-one's cut him yet, but his skin's thick.
0:42:55 > 0:42:58- Does he drink?- Porter. Sometimes.
0:42:58 > 0:43:01- How many fights? - 25 bare-knuckle, all knockouts,
0:43:01 > 0:43:04five with gloves in pastures. All knockouts.
0:43:04 > 0:43:06Against Romany fighters?
0:43:06 > 0:43:08That's why they won't let us in the fairs no more - he keeps winning.
0:43:08 > 0:43:11I could fight a fucking tree and knock it out, Mr Shelby.
0:43:11 > 0:43:12ARTHUR LAUGHS
0:43:12 > 0:43:15- I like him. I like... - Mrs Eden's waiting upstairs.
0:43:15 > 0:43:17All right, I'll be there in a minute. Arthur.
0:43:32 > 0:43:34Mr Shelby's on his way.
0:43:34 > 0:43:36Fight in the workshop?
0:43:36 > 0:43:38No. No, just a bit of sport.
0:43:38 > 0:43:40Do you want more tea?
0:43:40 > 0:43:42No. What kind of sport?
0:43:43 > 0:43:46Sport between men, Mrs Eden.
0:43:46 > 0:43:48Actually, I'm Miss Eden.
0:43:50 > 0:43:54Be patient. A good man will come.
0:43:54 > 0:43:55What do you think?
0:43:55 > 0:43:57Don't know, it was over fast.
0:43:57 > 0:43:59Yeah, but you can tell, aye?
0:43:59 > 0:44:02I'll give him to the Irish boys in Digbeth, they can teach him.
0:44:02 > 0:44:03Yeah, and then what?
0:44:03 > 0:44:06We promote him. Big money in London.
0:44:06 > 0:44:07New York, if he's good.
0:44:07 > 0:44:09We control him, run the book.
0:44:09 > 0:44:13Control the odds. Like a horse. Control when he wins,
0:44:13 > 0:44:14when he loses.
0:44:14 > 0:44:16Alfie Solomons runs a fighter.
0:44:16 > 0:44:18He says it's fucking money for nothing.
0:44:18 > 0:44:20Fighting's been good for us,
0:44:20 > 0:44:23better if we know who's going to win.
0:44:23 > 0:44:25We've a lot going on, though, Tom.
0:44:25 > 0:44:28Yeah. That's why it'd be good to have the kid around.
0:44:30 > 0:44:32If we take the fucking kid on,
0:44:32 > 0:44:35one day he may end up fucking taking a bullet for you.
0:44:35 > 0:44:37Can't afford to lose another brother, can I?
0:44:37 > 0:44:39Hmm.
0:44:39 > 0:44:41No horses like him,
0:44:41 > 0:44:43so he's all right. Come on.
0:44:48 > 0:44:50All right. We'll do it.
0:44:50 > 0:44:52We need to do a deal about money.
0:44:52 > 0:44:56- Yeah. Speak to my accountant. - The witch?- The witch.
0:44:56 > 0:44:59So when will be my first real fight be, do you think, Mr Shelby?
0:44:59 > 0:45:01Well, as soon as we can find men
0:45:01 > 0:45:03stupid enough to get in the ring with you.
0:45:03 > 0:45:05God help him.
0:45:06 > 0:45:08There you go, Bonnie.
0:45:10 > 0:45:12You're a Peaky Blinder now, son.
0:45:21 > 0:45:23There you go.
0:45:23 > 0:45:25The lion's share.
0:45:25 > 0:45:26Thank you.
0:45:39 > 0:45:43Mr Shelby, I understand you've had a bereavement.
0:45:45 > 0:45:46I'm here to talk business.
0:45:48 > 0:45:51- Then I'll be blunt.- And as will I.
0:45:51 > 0:45:55- What you're doing here is robbery. - Every man is free to leave.
0:45:55 > 0:45:58- You cut five shillings from the weekly wage.- Mm-hm.
0:46:00 > 0:46:03And you said, if I did that, you'd bring every
0:46:03 > 0:46:07man and women in all my factories out on strike.
0:46:07 > 0:46:09Yes.
0:46:11 > 0:46:12Do you have a whistle?
0:46:15 > 0:46:17If so, blow it.
0:46:22 > 0:46:26I thought at least we might have a discussion,
0:46:26 > 0:46:28as I do with other owners.
0:46:28 > 0:46:30I'm not other owners.
0:46:30 > 0:46:32No.
0:46:32 > 0:46:35You believe because coal is expensive and it's been a cold
0:46:35 > 0:46:39winter, and because wages have been cut over these past 12 months,
0:46:39 > 0:46:44you think cos of all that nobody will walk out on strike,
0:46:44 > 0:46:46cos no-one can afford to.
0:46:47 > 0:46:52And, until recently, that would have been true.
0:46:52 > 0:46:55But something has changed this past year.
0:46:55 > 0:46:58A cold wind from the East.
0:46:58 > 0:46:59People are not afraid any more.
0:46:59 > 0:47:01HE SCOFFS
0:47:03 > 0:47:05I have it on very good authority that
0:47:05 > 0:47:09the Bolsheviks couldn't organise a fucking picnic.
0:47:11 > 0:47:14You know, Mr Shelby,
0:47:14 > 0:47:18it's almost as if you want trouble.
0:47:24 > 0:47:26If the rule of law in Birmingham
0:47:26 > 0:47:29were to break down during this...period of turmoil
0:47:29 > 0:47:33for my family, then, yes,
0:47:33 > 0:47:36that would indeed have its benefits...
0:47:36 > 0:47:38..for reasons you could not understand.
0:47:39 > 0:47:40I've heard rumours.
0:47:42 > 0:47:43Sport between men.
0:47:43 > 0:47:46Just blow your fucking whistle, eh?
0:47:57 > 0:47:59DOOR OPENS AND SHUTS
0:47:59 > 0:48:01FOOTSTEPS RECEDE
0:48:05 > 0:48:06WHISTLE BLOWS
0:48:09 > 0:48:11- TOMMY:- Tools down, we got to clear it...
0:48:11 > 0:48:13WHISTLE BLOWS
0:48:13 > 0:48:15Right, come on, you lot, put your tools down. We're outside.
0:48:17 > 0:48:18Go on.
0:48:24 > 0:48:26Just leave it.
0:48:26 > 0:48:28Just leave it, let's get out.
0:48:28 > 0:48:29Everyone out.
0:48:32 > 0:48:33I said, everyone out.
0:48:35 > 0:48:37Stop working, immediately.
0:48:52 > 0:48:53TOMMY: Yeah, come in.
0:49:02 > 0:49:05I did say this would happen.
0:49:05 > 0:49:07Who's next?
0:49:07 > 0:49:13Erm...he's a delegate from the European Council for Trade.
0:49:14 > 0:49:18- He's here to talk about the import of car parts to France.- Right.
0:49:18 > 0:49:21He's come all the way from Paris.
0:49:21 > 0:49:24But, given the circumstances, I can send him away.
0:49:27 > 0:49:29Given what circumstances? Send him in.
0:49:49 > 0:49:54Mr Shelby, this is Monsieur Paz, from Paris.
0:50:01 > 0:50:03I heard you had trouble.
0:50:05 > 0:50:07It's good of you to see me.
0:50:09 > 0:50:11You just came from Paris, eh?
0:50:16 > 0:50:19You know Paris?
0:50:19 > 0:50:21I left Paris in a cattle truck.
0:50:26 > 0:50:29They said you were French.
0:50:29 > 0:50:33No, I came here from Paris...
0:50:33 > 0:50:35..that does not mean I'm French.
0:50:41 > 0:50:43Guess where I'm from.
0:50:49 > 0:50:52Well, in my cattle truck in Paris...
0:50:54 > 0:50:56..there were American soldiers.
0:50:57 > 0:50:59We played cards.
0:51:05 > 0:51:07They sound like you.
0:51:07 > 0:51:09Ah.
0:51:09 > 0:51:11Did you win?
0:51:12 > 0:51:14You didn't come on a train.
0:51:14 > 0:51:16Your suit is pressed, your shoes are clean.
0:51:16 > 0:51:18Where do you get your suits made?
0:51:20 > 0:51:22I have a tailor...
0:51:22 > 0:51:25..in New York City.
0:51:25 > 0:51:27Look...
0:51:30 > 0:51:34Fenacci. Italian.
0:51:35 > 0:51:36He's my uncle.
0:51:36 > 0:51:39He makes suits in a basement in Mott Street.
0:51:40 > 0:51:46He is my uncle, so every stitch is stitched with blood.
0:51:49 > 0:51:51I heard you dress well, Mr Shelby.
0:51:54 > 0:51:57But now I see...
0:51:57 > 0:51:59..not so well as me.
0:52:06 > 0:52:08You know, I have uncles as well...
0:52:12 > 0:52:15..but they're not the sort of men who would, uh...
0:52:15 > 0:52:19..who would work in a basement with a needle and thread...
0:52:19 > 0:52:22..Mr Changretta.
0:52:29 > 0:52:34I am surprised how easy it was to get into a room with you.
0:52:36 > 0:52:37And now?
0:52:40 > 0:52:42And now...
0:52:46 > 0:52:49And now you should know that during the trouble you
0:52:49 > 0:52:53had earlier on your factory floor,
0:52:53 > 0:52:57I sent an accomplice into your office in overalls.
0:53:01 > 0:53:02He found your gun...
0:53:05 > 0:53:06..and unloaded it.
0:53:14 > 0:53:15Arthur Shelby...
0:53:18 > 0:53:19..Polly Gray....
0:53:23 > 0:53:24..Michael Gray...
0:53:27 > 0:53:29..John Shelby...
0:53:37 > 0:53:38..spent.
0:53:40 > 0:53:41Ada Thorne...
0:53:42 > 0:53:43..and, finally...
0:53:47 > 0:53:48BULLET CLUNKS ON TABLE
0:53:50 > 0:53:52..Tommy Shelby.
0:53:57 > 0:53:59- WHISPERS:- None of you will survive.
0:54:03 > 0:54:06Your level of security is pitiful...
0:54:08 > 0:54:11..and we are an organisation
0:54:11 > 0:54:14of a different dimension.
0:54:15 > 0:54:19I could have killed you when I walked through the door.
0:54:20 > 0:54:22But, you see...
0:54:24 > 0:54:26..I want you to be the last.
0:54:29 > 0:54:33I want you to be alive after your entire family is dead...
0:54:35 > 0:54:37..cos my mother says
0:54:37 > 0:54:40that is what'll hurt you the most.
0:54:43 > 0:54:48You people have traditions of honour. As do we.
0:54:53 > 0:54:55Instead of sending you a black hand,
0:54:55 > 0:54:59I could have had you killed in the night without knowing why.
0:55:06 > 0:55:08- WHISPERS:- But I want you to know why.
0:55:11 > 0:55:14And I want to suggest to you
0:55:14 > 0:55:19that we fight this vendetta with honour.
0:55:25 > 0:55:26METAL HITS WOOD
0:55:29 > 0:55:32No civilians. No children.
0:55:33 > 0:55:35No police.
0:55:38 > 0:55:40Welcome to Birmingham, Mr Changretta.
0:55:42 > 0:55:44Grazie.
0:55:46 > 0:55:49MUSIC: Further On Up The Road by Johnny Cash
0:55:49 > 0:55:51# Where the road is dark
0:55:53 > 0:55:55# And the seed is sowed
0:55:57 > 0:55:58# Where the gun is cocked... #
0:55:58 > 0:56:01- HE SIGHS - That smell. I'll miss it.
0:56:01 > 0:56:04What, the shit house?
0:56:05 > 0:56:07Nah.
0:56:07 > 0:56:09I don't know what it is.
0:56:09 > 0:56:12Birmingham, I suppose.
0:56:12 > 0:56:13Small Heath.
0:56:15 > 0:56:17That smell.
0:56:17 > 0:56:18The smell brings it back.
0:56:20 > 0:56:22Where's John, do you think, Tom?
0:56:22 > 0:56:24Fuck knows.
0:56:24 > 0:56:27He's gone, though,
0:56:27 > 0:56:29like a hole behind your head.
0:56:31 > 0:56:34I thought you thought there was a heaven.
0:56:34 > 0:56:35No.
0:56:35 > 0:56:37More like hell for our John.
0:56:39 > 0:56:41Nah, neither one.
0:56:43 > 0:56:45He's just not here any more.
0:56:49 > 0:56:51HE BREATHES RAGGEDLY
0:56:51 > 0:56:55# Now, I been out in the desert just doin' my time
0:56:56 > 0:56:58# Searchin' through the dust
0:57:00 > 0:57:02# Lookin' for a sign
0:57:03 > 0:57:06# If there's a light up ahead... #
0:57:06 > 0:57:07It's like with Grace.
0:57:07 > 0:57:11Arthur...they're just gone.
0:57:11 > 0:57:13Just fucking gone.
0:57:13 > 0:57:17# Cos I got this fever burnin' in my soul... #
0:57:22 > 0:57:25GUNSHOTS ECHO
0:57:27 > 0:57:30MUSIC: Red Right Hand by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
0:57:43 > 0:57:47# On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man
0:57:47 > 0:57:52# In a dusty black coat with a red right hand... #