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06x06 - Lock and Key

Posted: 04/04/22 06:12
by bunniefuu
Please be aware, Mr Shelby,
that the deaths of your people

are your own responsibility.

Since my mother
passed away four years ago,

Tommy and I haven't even spoken.

I'm very much looking forward to
working with you again, Michael.

That, my friend, is the finest opium
in the world.

- Why would you sell?
- The Irish are being difficult.

The Italians are not an option.

- You're going to America?
- To Canada, to collect payment for the shipment.

Elizabeth, you are a very lucky woman,

to have each day what
I have only sampled once.

Mr Shelby,
your daughter has consumption.

She's gone, Tommy. She's gone.

A daughter lost. A son found.

This is my son. They call him Duke.

It is tuberculoma.
I am afraid it is inoperable.

- How long?
- Perhaps months.

My associates are going
to take care of Thomas Shelby,

and you are going
to give us his brother.

What are Michael's real intentions
towards me, Gina?

And if you lie, I will know.

It is my intention to k*ll Tommy Shelby.

It was the ambitions and strategies
of one man that caused this.

I will take revenge on Tommy Shelby.

Do you want a drink first
or a whore first?

I want to see my wife first.

After you've f*cked your wife,

you're going to k*ll a man, right?

[DOOR OPENS]

[SNIFFLING]

The smoke from your daughter's funeral

is still in your clothes...

...and you slept with someone.

Not just someone.

The enemy.

Every enemy we ever had in one woman.

There are some things
that I do, Lizzie, that I...

You're not so good
at lying any more, Tommy.

These days, the truth gets in your eyes.

I have to go to Canada, Lizzie.

- I need to know where you will go.
- See? You just accept it.

You don't fight it.

You ARE cursed, Tommy.

Never to understand the limits
that other people will accept.

Never to be allowed in
where everybody else is.

A curse never to be lifted.

I will be away, Lizzie.

And while I'm gone,
I know a place where...

Always gone, always away.

Well, now your rings are gone,

your rings are away.

I'm already packed.

Now leave me to say goodbye to Ruby.

I have to go away for a bit, Charlie.

Look at me.

Hey. Look at me.

Mum already told me she's leaving...

...and she told me why.

Mum, where are you going?

A hotel.

And then your father
will get me a house.

Mum, I'll come with you.

I'd rather be with you.

Wherever it is.

You're not my mum...

...but you're more my mum
than he's my dad.

He's never here.

I'd be on my own here.

Oh, Charles, love...

...I don't think your father
would allow that.

You can go.

You can go, son.

I know a good place.

Lizzie, I'll arrange that place.

And, Charlie, you can take him, eh?

They have stables at this new place.

After a while, he'll...
He'll listen to you.

He'll forget about Ruby.

That's how horses are.

And you'll be here all alone.

I'm buying land, Lizzie.
I'm buying up land.

This place I've bought

I was going to knock down,
but you can go there.

Dad...

Where will you go?

[KEYS CLANK]

This is the Peaky Blinders' armoury.

We have a very good relationship

with the BSA factory in Armoury Road.

Two dozen machine g*n,
half a dozen sub-machine g*n,

BSA sn*per r*fles,
three boxes of hand grenades.

For what purpose?

For eventualities like
the one that is about to occur.

When men come to us with bad intentions,

the family come together.

Tommy says it's time
you join the family.

But you're not just going to be
a soldier.

You're going to be a general...
some day.

So, I need to ask you some questions.

What have you ever fired?

g*n.

p*stol.

.

What have you ever k*lled?

Few rabbits.

Pheasant, partridge. A stag.

Arthur tells me when they were
taking care of some business

at the betting shop, you ran away.

It was unfair.

Fairness is not a soldier's concern.

You do what you do.

I already have done.

Fair and square.

I have k*lled a man.

Tommy's always right.

We were outside
a hospital in Bridgnorth.

In the Black Country.

My mother was dying.

And the orderly wouldn't give her a bed

cos she was a Gypsy,
she had no insurance.

She never saw the sunrise.

Nor did that man who denied her.

Just one more thing
we need to know about you.

Can you keep a secret?

I know, brother.

I know.

I know.

I stole your keys.

Tuberculoma.

In your brain.

Yeah.

But I still have time
to do what I need to do.

f*ck you, Tommy.

I don't need anyone to know, Arthur.

No, you don't, do you?

You don't need anything, do you?

No, I don't need anything.

I don't need anything.

How long have we been d*ad for, eh?

You and me, how long?

At least now I'll have a certificate.

[ARTHUR SCOFFS]

Wherever it is,

I'll get the drinks in
and I'll wait for you.

- f*ck's sake.
- Yeah.

All them b*ll*ts that missed.

- [TOMMY CHUCKLES]
- It's funny, Arthur.

It's funny is what it is.

So don't you f*cking weep.

Weep!

When everyone is taken care
of financially,

I will take myself away. On my own.

I don't want anyone...

...anyone who may or may not love me...

...to have to see me crawl...

...or grow insane and helpless.

It would be a cruelty to me and to them.

By the time people know
the truth, I will be gone.

What about Lizzie?

I have some papers I need you to sign

on behalf of the company.

Told Lizzie?

I'm working with the housing minister.

I will be allocating contracts,

construction contracts,
worth £ million.

You haven't told Lizzie?

Some of the contracts
I will be allocating

are with companies
in which we have an interest.

f*ck you and your contracts!

So the Shelby Company Limited
will continue to earn money.

But mostly, Arthur, I'm doing it
because it's a good thing.

- Building houses.
- Oh...

Yeah, for ordinary working people...

Oh, yeah, good for you. f*ck'...

...in the interests of a fairer future.

And before that,
I will be going to Canada

to collect payment
for the shipment, £ million!

Oh, five f*cking million?

Which I will share
among the Shelby family.

And that will be my legacy.

Instead of me, there will be money.

Because for most of the people

who are close to me, that is what I am!

f*cking money. That is my agency.

Is that all you think you are, eh? Hmm?

Stand up.

You heard me.

Stand up.

On your feet.

- On your f*cking feet.
- Arthur...

On your feet, Soldier. On your feet.

Stand the f*ck up! Come here.

No!

No.

You hear me?

Enough.

Enough!

Now you know.

You tell no-one else...

...until I am gone.

Until you're gone, yeah?

When the time comes, I'll call you.

I'll tell you where. It'll be a wagon.

f*ck your wagon!

You light the flame.

You bring Charlie and Curly
and no-one else.

Get drunk.

Rake the ashes for silver and gold.

f*ck you!

And your f*cking plans!

That time, I did let you f*cking win.

John...

f*ck' you, John.

f*ck' both of you.

Arthur...

Arthur.

Come here. Come here.
Come here. Come here.

[ARTHUR SOBS]

Come here.

Come here.

Come here.

Let me see your eyes.

I'm clean, man.

The dragon's f*cking gone.

Thanks to you. f*cking...
f*cking thanks to you.

You all right?

Come on.

- f*cking...
- Hey, I'm still f*cking here.

Pull yourself together,
come on. We have work to do.

Come on!

[DOOR OPENS]

You're sure you want Billy?
I had to shut up the shop.

Yes. We want Billy.

Sit down, Billy.

Thank you for inviting me, Mr Shelby.

Good to see you again, Billy.

No. Mary says
not until after six o'clock.

He said to tell his father
he feels OK about it.

Good. Shut the door, Duke.

Now, we are all gathered...

...and those...

TRANSLATION FROM ROMANY: _

_

Apologies, Mr Shelby,
I still don't speak the lingo.

Well, Finn here never even
bothered to learn it.

I heard "tachipen".

Truth. You said something
about the truth.

Truth. The truth is...

...I called men here
that I could trust...

...because I will be going away.

I have to collect payment
for a shipment of goods

- which left Liverpool ten days ago.
- Payment from who?

South Boston Irish, Finn.

Bootleggers.

Are you going alone?

Johnny Dogs has already sailed
for Canada.

Michael will be there.

Michael is family.

Michael will be my guarantee of safety.

But while I'm away,
I have a job for you all.

I need you to go to Arrow House.

I will be leaving Arrow House for good,

and there are things that need removing.

I need men that I can trust.

There is cash, there is valuables.

There is information
about important people

that has more value than gold.

There are also bodies buried
in the grounds

which need digging up

before the contractors
start moving earth.

Isiah, you will be in charge.

In Arrow House, there is a wine cellar.

In that wine cellar,
there are fine French wines

that are worth more than a man's life.

You are welcome to them, boys,
it'll be like a...

...be like a farewell party.

Are you ready for the party, son?

_

Tachipen. The f*cking truth again.

What truth?

You'll need shovels, you'll need boxes,

and you'll take the bones to Mr Patches

to put in the furnace at Greenham's.

Got it?

Right. Any questions?

Yeah. If it's a party,
can we bring girls?

[BILLY CHUCKLES]

No, Billy. All the fun will be
laid on for you.

So, when is the party, Tom?

Mr Shelby.

Party's next Sunday, Billy.

You mean this Sunday?

Yeah.

And while you're digging f*cking holes,

I'll be here drinking
champagne with my wife.

It's our wedding anniversary.

Right.

Oh, and, Finn, by the way,

please explain to, erm, what's her name?

- Mary.
- Mary?

- Yes.
- Is it Mary?

Please explain to Mary
that you are a Shelby.

It says it here
on the back of your watch.

Have a look, Shelby. Look.

This means you own the watch,

the watch doesn't own you.

The clock strikes six
when you f*cking tell it to.

Have a whiskey.

Enjoy the party, boys.

[JAZZ MUSIC PLAYS]

[SHE SIGHS]

Want a drink, baby?

No.

Drinking water like Tommy, huh?

Until this thing is done,
I need a clear head.

[PHONE RINGS]

Leave it.

Yeah?

Good.

That's good.

Look, I've got to go.

Good news, Michael. Listen.

That was our informant in Birmingham.

The Shelby men will all be together
on Sunday.

But Arthur will be having
dinner with his wife

at the bar at the Garrison Tavern.

As I recall, the Shelby table is
right next to the windows, correct?

- Every table's a Shelby table.
- Yes, but...

...maybe our people
could just drive by and...

...sh**t Arthur through the glass
without even getting out of the car.

Michael...

...we've talked about this,
there's no other choice.

This business is between me and Tommy.

Yes, and when you k*ll Tommy,

Arthur will come after you.

He has to die too.

If Arthur's in a bar, he'll be drunk.

Or worse.

At least he'll die without pain.

Who'll do the k*lling?

Tommy's working
with a faction of the IRA.

Connor has connections.

They made a deal.

A favour in return for g*n.

But, Michael...

...whilst the assassin's in this city...

...Tommy has a son.

He's a kid.

Kids grow up.

We don't k*ll women
and we don't k*ll kids.

The informant also mentioned
a new boy named Duke.

Do you want a f*cking bloodbath, Gina?

I know about the new boy.

I've decided that the illegitimate son

is not a thr*at. My decision.

Only Arthur.

Michael, baby...

...everything's been agreed.

Everybody wants the same things.

How many men do you think they
k*lled with b*ll*ts and blades?

That's how Tommy became king.

And in three days' time,

that's how you will become king.

Deep down, Arthur and Tommy
want to be d*ad anyway.

On Sunday, we'll just...

...give them what they want.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

[DOOR OPENS]

Oswald was called away.
He sent me instead.

Actually, that's not true.

I sent Oswald away and elected myself

to be his representative.

What was it you wanted?

I'm planning on bringing
my housing bill before Parliament.

You'll need to start drawing up a list

of all your land-owning families
with gambling debts,

drug addictions, any other drain
on their resources.

I will deliver offers to buy
the surplus land

using Treasury bonds.

Thomas, why don't we f*ck here,

on these benches?

Right now.

We wouldn't be the first.

I hear your wife left you.

Over the last few months, I've had
some associates of mine...

...break into some of your pals' houses.

They stole paperwork.

Letters, bills, bank statements...

Are you not upset?

This is a list
of all land-owning families

facing foreclosure.

[HE SIGHS]

And to answer your question...

No.

No, I'm not upset that my wife left me.

And, yeah,
if you want to f*ck, I'll f*ck.

But you'll have to cross the floor

cos I refuse to f*ck on Tory benches.

[FOOTSTEPS APPROACH]

Mr Shelby.

I was going to have
this delivered to you,

but I decided to bring it in person.

It's an invitation
to mine and Diana's wedding.

It's in Berlin.

We're going to get married in
the presence of the Fuhrer himself.

Were you having fun?

Making paper aeroplanes.

I'm afraid, er...

...I have business. I will be in Canada.

Pity.

Oh, and, er...

...the other reason I wanted
to bring this in person

was to tell you that, after our wedding,

you must understand, Mr Shelby,

that if you so much as look
in my wife's direction,

I will have you k*lled.

Come, Diana.

Just think...

...very soon crumbling old
institutions like this one

will be swept away and become
a thing of ancient memory.

Fly safe.

[HE EXHALES]

Be careful with this baby.

You see any potholes,
you drive round them.

Mr Shelby called to say to expect you.

Yeah, we've come to do
a bit of gardening.

We're hearing so many rumours about
what's happening to the house.

Tommy says your second best
quality after your baking is

you don't ask questions.

Get everybody away from
the house until Monday.

OK, let's find these bottles of wine

worth more than a man's life.

There's only one guest here.

The rest of the rooms are free

if you want to use them while you wait.

Our friend will be here
by the time it gets dark.

There was a storm last night.

Last of a hurricane. Boats all came in.

He's not coming by boat,
he's coming by plane.

Then your friend is d*ad.

Wind was like...

[HE WHISTLES]

Maybe God's done your job
for you, Mickey.

My name is not f*cking Mickey,

there is no f*cking God,
and Tommy will be here.

Another one.

[THUNDER CRASHES]

[RATTLING AND CREAKING]

POLLY: There will be a w*r...

...and one of you will die.

Which one I cannot tell.

NELSON: You're a brave man, Mr Shelby.

Where the f*ck were you?

She's gone Tommy. She's gone.

The devils who did this will pay, Ruby.

Tuberculoma.
I am afraid it is inoperable.

[CRASH]

- How long?
- Perhaps months.

I will change. And change for good.

What is this good that you have become?

k*ll... and k*ll.

[CAR APPROACHES]

[DRUNKEN LAUGHTER]

What's going on?

What the f*ck is this?

I thought it was meant to be
a f*cking party, lads.

It is now you're here.

Where's the...
Where's the f*cking booze?

In the kitchen. All the booze
is in the kitchen.

All right.

God gives a man wealth,
possessions and honour,

but God steps in and says,

"No, this is grievous, mindless evil!"

Where is he, Jeremiah?

In heaven, looking down.

God tells us that blood is given to
him from us.

Why don't you turn
the f*cking lights on, eh?

Well, there's no longer any power

in the house of Thomas Shelby.

Why not? What do you mean?
What happened?

I thought there were
going to be girls here.

Who need girls when you're in
a house bound for hell?

f*ck d'ya mean?

Hey. What the f*ck do you mean?

[g*n COCKS]

f*ck!

f*ck!

We can do whatever we want
in this house.

It's got a death sentence.

[HE LAUGHS NERVOUSLY]

[HE EXHALES]

I don't want a drink.

[GLASS SMASHES]

I want to go dig up
those f*cking bodies, yeah?

- Billy?
- Yeah?

Got to wait until all
the bodies are buried

before you start digging them back up.

What the f*ck does that mean?

I'm a f*cking Shelby.

So am I.

He's here.

Step back and give me
a bit of light there, boys.

[HE BREATHES DEEPLY]

Charge is set to blow in minutes.

That's at exactly . .

Everybody got that?

I'll do it.

This is between me and Tommy.

I'll do it with my own hand.

I'll come with you.

Yeah, don't slam any doors.

Easy.

It's just a pity
you didn't have the guts

to sh**t him face to face.

My mother was a Gypsy.
She saw the future.

She always said it won't be a b*llet

that'll k*ll Tommy Shelby.

Hey, lads.

Over by the bridge.

Big, big fish.

Poisson. Grande.

Go on.

[HE GASPS]

Take the g*n, Finn.

Arthur says if you don't do it,

then you can walk away
from this family for good.

What the f*ck do you know
about family? You're not family!

You're the son of a f*cking whore!

Just take the g*n and do it, Finn.

Take the f*cking g*n.

Now you have the g*n, Finn,
you have the g*n.

Use it on these f*ck!

[g*n CLICKS]

- [g*n CLICKS]
- Argh!

Charlie Strong told me,

"When you give Finn the g*n,

"make sure the first two chambers
are empty."

[HE CHUCKLES]

Good old Uncle Charlie.

[HE WHIMPERS]

You are no longer a member
of this Shelby family.

By order of the Peaky f*cking Blinders.

I will come for you.

I will f*cking come for you!

[JEREMIAH PREACHES IN THE DISTANCE]

...That find me faulting them

who govern like dogs in Garrison Lane.

Hear this, then came Jesus forth

wearing the crown of thorns

and the purple robe,

and Pilate said, "Behold the man,

"he is the man."

Not the Peaky Blinders!

We see them in the automobiles,
with their whores and their...

[PREACHING CONTINUES]

[WATCH TICKS]

Hmm.

[PHONE RINGS]


[DOOR OPENS]

[RINGING CONTINUES]

[g*n COCKS]

Order your man to drop it. Order him.

Empty the f*cking g*n. Tell him.

You all right, Charlie?

All good here, Arthur.

Let's move.

Take you out to the street
cos I don't want to spoil my pub.

You'd sh**t us like dogs?

No. I don't sh**t dogs.
I sh**t f*cking fascists. Move.

[g*n]

f*ck! f*ck!

f*ck!

[LAURA WHISTLES]

Oh, Lord!

Time for the chosen one
to reveal himself.

[BABY CRIES]

CHILD: Let's go and see!

Kids, no, come here. I said, come here!

What have I told you about running off?

Don't pick up things. Don't.

Come here, come on.

Emily! Emily, come on.

If you get lost in the fog,
the Peaky Blinders will get you.

[BABY CRIES]

Jeremiah...

...let's charm the old keepsake
from Passchendaele.

f*ck!

f*ck!

[SHE COUGHS AND WHEEZES]

[SHE COUGHS]

[COUGHING CONTINUES]

Come here.

Shh...

[SHE COUGHS]

Breathe.

Her name was Elizabeth Gray.

She was my Aunt Polly.

[SHE WHEEZES]

My Aunt Polly.

Vengeance is for the Lord...

Not in Small Heath, it ain't.

Rest in peace, Pol.

Leave us, Uncle Charlie.

We're still in France.

OK.

I see him coming out of the fog.

[DOOR OPENS]

How was the flight?

They say it's the future,
I'm not so sure.

Whiskey.

Hello, Michael.

Tommy.

Give me another.

We want you to take us to where the
opium is being stored.

And then we will provide you
with a banker's draft

for the full amount.

$ million.

$ million.

Let's go.

I'll go with Tommy.

You boys follow behind.

Ah, shit. Forgot my cigarettes.

Mum...

...it's done.

It's over.

And may God forgive me.

Johnny! Johnny, where are you?

I switched the ticker
like you said, Tom.

Tell me I've done
a good thing here, Tom.

Goodbye, Michael.

Goodbye, Johnny.

You're a good man.

I'm going to go look at the fog, Tom.

Speak to me.

Speak to me, Michael.

- You k*lled her.
- Polly made her own choices, Michael.

No...

No-one close to you makes a choice
without your opinion, Tom.

Not Arthur,

not me, not Ada.

We can't escape you.

Your lethal hand is always
on our shoulders.

Polly was half of me.

Still visits me in my dreams.

She'll visit me no more.

I have no limitations.

I smell the smell of roasting Irishmen.

Oh, yes, hello.

- [HE PLAYS PIANO KEYS]
- I also smell the smell of tobacco,

which is forbidden in my presence
for all except for one,

my new wife, Edna.

The Irish being rendered
to smoke and fat,

I now own half of Boston,

so, out of respect
for my restored authority...

...put the f*cking cigarette
out now, Tommy.

Hello, Alfie.

I heard it was a good wedding.

Yeah, it was, actually. Thank you.

Edna's from a family circus.

So, after the ketubah
and the old swapping of rings

and the smashing of glass,
we left aboard elephants!

Yeah, it was quite a thing.

They had to shut down
Camden High Street,

and even the Gentile what normally
f*cking hate me,

they waved with their hankies.

Justice.

And housekeeping. Long overdue.

Yeah, look at
that little c**t ascending,

he's ascending to the heavens!

Right in front of us.
Before our very eyes.

I can see with this eye. I'm not blind.

This eye is the eye of a d*ad man.

d*ad men can see through life
like it was a curtain

that billows with the flicker
of truth upon it.

And I can see with this eye, Tommy,

that your nephew is ascending,
and he will be forgiven.

Unlike you,

who, on Judgment Day,

is probably truly f*cked when the
other shoe drops.

Hmm?

All right, Tommy? How are you keeping?

You know, Alfie...

...so many people,

so many times

going to so much trouble to k*ll me.

I'm f*cking dying anyway.

We're all dying anyway.

No.

Not a b*llet, not a b*mb,

not a Kn*fe.

Is it clap? Is it clap?

No, not even that noble.

What are you trying to say?

I'm about to sign over
half of f*cking Camden Town

to you as part of this deal.

Are you saying you're
just going to die in your bed?

I'm not going to die in bed, Alfie.
Who f*cking dies in bed?

Good people die in their bed,
Tommy. Good people.

- Good people, eh?
- Hmm.

Good people.

And yet here we are, Alfie,

after all this time, just you and me.

And I crossed the line.

Michael.

Polly.

Ruby.

Tommy, if you are about
to express profound emotion,

you might be better served expressing it

to someone who gives a f*ck,

or perhaps to somebody who is being paid

to pretend to have to.

Like a f*cking nurse.
Or a priest! Someone.

And as for death,

speaking as someone who has been d*ad

for a number of years,

I can only heartily recommend it.

Well, Alfie, your opera is complete.

Shall we go and witness the final act?

Whenever you're ready, boys.

That's enough.

[HE CLEARS HIS THROAT]

Thank you all for coming.

Well, at least I can say that, er...

...I am one of those rare politicians

who actually makes good on his promises.

Country estate,

requisitioned to make way
for houses for working people.

I improved my own home
with good intentions

and , lb of dynamite.

Now I'm back where we began...

...with horses and caravans...

...vagabonds and thieves.

Frances, sit down, please.

I'd like to raise a toast.

A simple toast.

To family.

- To family.
- To family.

Sometimes it is shelter from the storm.

Sometimes it is the storm itself.

I'm planning on going away for a bit.

After I'm gone...

Ada...

...in this family...

...it was you who was born
to be a politician, not me.

Remember that.

And if ever a seat
is to become available

in this ugly old city, you should run.

[SHE LAUGHS]

Where's Arthur?

He went for a walk down the river.

He said he's not good at farewells

so he's decided to
go catch a trout instead.

He told me to tell you that...

"Where you're going, Tommy,
there will I be...

"..very soon. Love, Arthur."

How does Arthur know
where you're going, Tommy?

You watch him, Linda.

You love him.

Charles, I want you
to look after your mum.

You tell her I'm sorry, you hear me?

I want you to be the bes...

Exactly how long
are you going away for, Tommy?

Thanks, Curly.

[HE WHISPERS]

Tom, the horse.

Shut up, Curly.

Is she hitched, Johnny?

Tommy, you tell me right now,
where are you going?

You have to carry the bucket
on your own this time, Ada.

Tommy, you come to me with everything.

- You always come to me.
- Not this time. Not this one, sister.

What the f*ck does that mean?
Where are you going?

Tommy!

♪ My eyes are open wide ♪

- ♪ And now I see you ♪
- _

♪ Without your robes on... ♪

[CROW CAWS]

♪ ..Without your crown... ♪

[CROW CAWS]

♪ ..I don't want to hate you... ♪

[HE GROANS]

♪ ..I don't want to bear ♪

♪ The kind of fascination ♪

♪ That gets in my way ♪

♪ The door that opens wide ♪

♪ My high-up altar ♪

♪ Oh, heaven help me ♪

♪ Is that the time? ♪

♪ Beginning ♪

♪ Without end ♪

♪ Never lost ♪

♪ Never die ♪

♪ Unending... ♪

[HORSE SNORTS]

♪ ..A beam of light ♪

♪ A tunnel ♪

♪ In my mind ♪

♪ As it opens wide ♪

♪ With a filter on the lens ♪

♪ She sees everything I do ♪

♪ She sees everything I do ♪

♪ And without my shirt on ♪

♪ Over broken glass ♪

♪ I am dancing for pennies ♪

♪ I am staring straight ahead ♪

♪ A view that is so wide ♪

♪ It's gonna break ♪

♪ It's like it holds me in its gaze ♪

♪ If I go ♪

♪ It's because ♪

♪ It's happened once before ♪

♪ And now it's starting all again ♪

♪ As it opens wide ♪

♪ Forget everything you knew ♪

♪ Forget everything you knew ♪

♪ As it opens wide ♪

♪ Wide ♪

♪ Like a newborn child ♪

♪ Like a newborn child ♪

♪ Like a newborn child ♪

♪ A child ♪

♪ A child... ♪

[g*n COCKS]

♪ ..A child ♪

♪ Like a child ♪

♪ A child... ♪

[HORSE WHINNIES]

In the bleak midwinter...

Dad... Dad, come out, come out!

Dad, it's me.

Did Polly send you?

Did Polly send you?

Or am I d*ad already?

No.

You're not d*ad.

You're not even sick.

But I am, my darling.

I'm sick.

Sick like you was.

No. Not true.

I know it. You've got to live, Daddy.

You let the f*re go out.

Light the f*re again and get warm,

and you will see that you must live.

You're not even sick, Daddy.

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[TOILET FLUSHES]

f*cking Gypsies.

Have you thrown the tinkers off
the top field yet?

Well, I went up to the caravan,
sir, but there was no-one there.

Well, go back up there
and set f*re to the f*cking thing.

Yes, sir.

Have you filled the car with petrol?

I said, have you filled the car up
with petrol?

How was the wedding in Berlin?

I hear Chancellor h*tler
himself was the best man.

You've been my doctor now
for three years.

Never knew you were so well connected.

Oh, and the doctor at St Thomas's

who you sent me to
for the second opinion,

second set of X-rays?

A maid of honour at the same wedding.

All so very well f*cking connected.

On your knees, Holford.

I'm guessing you people all decided

that the only person

who could ever k*ll Tommy Shelby

is Tommy Shelby himself.

You made me believe death was coming.

Let my nature do the rest, eh?

You may not have tuberculoma, Mr Shelby,

but you are sick.

I know you.

You are sick with guilt.

Sick of death at your own hand.

Sick of who you were.

You are no longer the kind of man

who would k*ll another man
in cold blood.

Tommy, you have been on a journey

from the backstreets
to the corridors of power.

You cannot go back.

You are a different man.

The g*n no longer belongs in your hand.

Oh, but I am back.

Back from under the ground.

Close your eyes.

SOFTLY: Close your eyes.

[CLOCK BELL CHIMES]

[WATCH TICKS]

The eleventh hour.

Armistice.

Peace at last.

Peace at last.

[HOLFORD SCREAMS]

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done?

♪ All the tired horses in the sun ♪

♪ How am I supposed to get
any riding done? ♪