Peaky Blinders

Dad, there's a phone call for ya!

Dad, there's a phone call for ya!

Charlie!

Charlie!

Wait! Charlie!

Giddy-up, horsey! Giddy-up!

Dad, there's a phone call for ya.

Good boy. Good boy.

Well, you go back to the house,

and whoever's calling, the operator will have their number,

and I'll call them back. Eh?

Oh, look, Charlie, you must have violin practice.

It's Mrs Milligan. Go on.

Charlie. Charlie, you play loudly!

You might hear some bangs.

Go on.

Hi, Mr Shelby.

Maggie? Yeah, it's me.

-Yes, Mr Shelby. -I just missed a call. Where was it from?

Er, Belfast.

Belfast.

Where in Belfast?

Er, I'm not sure.

Do you have the number?

-Yes. -Yeah.

It's 0-8-24.

Yeah, can you put me through?

Tommy. Don't--

Mr Shelby.

My name is Captain Swing, calling from the occupied six counties.

And there are some people

from the other side of our neat little city that want you dead.

You should also know that this boy,

this Michael, your kin,

was in his cabin aboard the SS Monroe in Belfast dock,

making deals with the very men who want you dead.

-Tommy, they're lying! -Now, if you want,

we can put a bullet in his head, here and now,

or we can send him home, and you can deal with him.

Send him home.

Very well, Mr Shelby.

But be informed that this kin of yours

was talking to representatives from the County Tyrone and Glasgow UVF

about how they'd divide up the English racetracks

after they'd blown away your legs.

Tommy, they're lying!

And may I ask...

why you are doing me this favour?

Because, Mr Shelby, we've been informed by people at the very highest level

that since your conversion to socialism,

you're now on the side of the angels.

And angels can be useful to us.

Come.

Mr Shelby, the violin teacher wants to know what all those bangs were.

Fireworks. I was trying 'em out for Saturday.

You promised the doctor not until after dark.

It's pretty dark, Frances.

Also, will Mrs Shelby and Ruby be home for dinner tonight?

I don't know.

Dad?

I've learned something this morning.

Have ya?

So have I.

And what have you learned, my boy?

Let's get this over with. I've got a train to catch.

Go get your train, Tom. I can deal with this.

Hey!

Go home.

Come here, you.

Put this on.

There you go. Look at that. Looks great on ya! Wrap up warm.

Wake up.

Rise and shine.

What are you doing here?

Wasting our fucking time on you.

Sit down, Finn.

Sit down.

What do I have to do...

to make you fucking listen to me?

You took a bullet.

You've been running around the streets with a fucking gun in your hand.

Somebody has to.

Finn, we've got people for that kind of work.

Soldiers. Captains and corporals.

Well, then, what am I?

"What am I?" Jesus Christ.

Yeah. What am I, Tom? Huh?

I'm the brother you never got around to.

You're a general, Finn.

You understand? You're a fucking Shelby, so you're a general.

When did you last see a general anywhere near the blood and the puke, eh?

He's fucking right.

That's what you are.

So, on your feet, soldier.

Come on, on your feet!

I thought you just said I was a general.

I did just say you were.

-So, get on your fucking feet-- -Arthur.

Finn. Finn. Look at this.

This is the bullet that Aberama Gold cut from you.

First and last.

First and last.

Don't lose it.

Go and clean up.

Put some clothes on. Nice suit.

I've got some trouble that'll keep you out of trouble.

-Oh, and, er, Tom... -Yeah?

While you're here, erm,

I've met this girl, and I'd like to get married.

Fuck off. Go, get dressed.

Go on. Move.

Go!

Finn, this girl you're trying to impress...

Tell me about her.

She likes the life.

She likes the life, eh?

Well, find one that hates it.

Look at him. That's what he did, and now he's chairman of the board.

Go on. Hurry up.

Arthur? Lizzie and Ruby...

are they still at yours?

Yes, Tom, they're still there.

She's coming home today, she said, so...

She'll be home later.

Hmm. Has she been talking about me?

I mean, they talk a lot. You know what women are like.

The kitchen and... You know?

Kids running around. I don't pay 'em no mind, Tom.

-I don't listen to 'em half the time. - Yeah.

Well, everything she says is true.

Well...

-You like the life, Tommy. -I don't like the fucking life.

I don't like the fucking life.

I don't like that Michael is coming back today.

Train arrives from Liverpool at 3:00.

Polly will be there. Take a weapon.

Tell Moss to clear the station of coppers, you hear me?

Yes, sir.

Hey, Tom...

I heard 'em say one thing, though.

Just talking, you know? They were saying that, er...

you don't sleep, or something.

You can't sleep.

When I do sleep,

I dream.

And in my dream,

someone wants my crown.

Think it might be Michael.

Call me at 3:00.

Arthur, I'm gonna put that bullet on a necklace and wear it as a reminder.

Arthur?

-I heard ya. -You got trouble for me, then?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

Mr Shelby... Er... Er... The police are here to see you.

Police aren't allowed in here.

Er... He's not in uniform and said it's very unofficial.

Afternoon. Someone get you some tea?

No, I'm fine, Mr Shelby.

-This won't take long. - Good.

You got five minutes.

Mr Shelby,

there was a shooting two days ago. A man died.

It was a murder.

In Maida Vale,

of all places.

-His name was Levitt. -Uh-huh.

He was a journalist.

The night before he was shot, he came here to see you.

We found a Commons pass and your name in his diary.

I was wondering what his business here was.

And I'm wondering...

what your business here is.

According to his diary, you knew him from Birmingham.

What's your name?

-Stacker. -Stacker. Okay.

Mr Shelby, Mr Levitt was a queer.

Some may think it was one of his queer friends.

Mr Stacker,

I get the feeling that with a little provocation,

you could be very persistent.

Only within my remit.

Well, your Chief Constable Wyatt,

he has very clear views about persistence which he has shared with me.

-Mr Shelby-- -He likes persistence,

as do I, and thoroughness.

But not frivolity.

A man who walks in the park with other men

dies in Maida Vale.

And you come to me?

As well as his diary,

we have his notebook.

Your time's up, Mr Stacker.

Thank you.

Hello, Mum!

This is Gina.

Gina Gray.

The captain married us on board.

She's my wife, Mum. At least look at her.

Tommy said to ask you to tell me the truth.

We've been travelling for 15 days, Mrs Gray.