Quotes

Episode 1 [1.1]

Arthur: You think we can take on the Chinese and Billy Kimber. Billy's got a bloody army-- Thomas: I think, Arthur. That's what I do. I think. So that you don't have to.

Episode 1 [1.1]

[to Tommy] You have your mother's common sense, but your father's devilment. I see them fighting. Let your mother win.

Episode 1 [1.1]

[to Grace] Are you a whore? Because if you're not, you're in the wrong place.

Episode 2 [1.2]

Thomas: You have something to say to me? Grace: The other night you cam into the pub when I was singing. You said singing wasn't allowed. I'd like there to be one night a week when there is singing. I think it would be good for everyone. Saturday nights. Harry was too afraid to ask you, so... Thomas: But you're not? Grace: I am. But I love to sing.

Episode 2 [1.2]

Thomas: [sits next to Ada during a film] Tell me the man's name, Ada. Ada: Rudolph Valentino. Thomas: [leaves the room and the movie stops] Get out! All of you! Go on, now! [everyone in the theatre leaves] I said, tell me his fucking name. Ada: Freddie fucking Thorne! Yeah! Your best mate since school. The man who saved your life in France! So go on! Cut him! Cut him up and chuck him in the Cut! [Thomas leaves] Oi! I'm a Shelby, too, you know. Put my fucking film back on!

Episode 2 [1.2]

[Thomas throws the letter to Freddie in the fire] Damn them for what they did to you in France!

Episode 2 [1.2]

Grace: How's your beautiful horse? Thomas: I just put a bullet in his head. Grace: Was he lame? Thomas: He looked at me the wrong way. It's not a good idea to look at Tommy Shelby the wrong way. Grace: What a waste. Thomas: Yeah. A waste is what it is. You know, in France... In France, I got used to seeing men die. Never got used to seeing horses die. They die badly.

Episode 2 [1.2]

Grace: And what must I do? Thomas: For two pounds, you'll do what I ask you to do. Grace: I want three. [Tommy scoffs] If I'm meeting a king, I won't be wearing a cheap dress. And I ask you to let me sing. That's part of the deal now too. Thomas: Since when? Grace: Since you nearly smiled.

Episode 2 [1.2]

Grace: [Thomas asks her to sing] Happy or sad? Thomas: [after a moment thinking] Sad. Grace: Okay. But I warn you, it'll break your heart. Thomas: Already broken.

Episode 3 [1.3]

Sometimes it lasts all night. And I lie here and I listen to the shovels... and the picks against that wall there. And I pray that the sun will come up at the curtains before they break through. No, I don't pray. I hope. And sometimes it happens. The sun beats them. But mostly... the shovels beat the sun.

Episode 5 [1.5]

Grace: Want tea? Thomas: Tea? No. Grace: I have rum. Thomas: Actually, tea it is. Grace: You want to impress me? Thomas: Yes. And do you have a biscuit? Grace: No. They attract mice. Thomas: People look different at home. Grace: In what way? Thomas: Off guard. Grace: Should I be on my guard? Thomas: No, I'm a man who drinks tea.

Episode 5 [1.5]

Grace: Are you okay? Thomas: I don't hear the shovels against the wall. Grace: What shovels? Thomas: Will you help me? Grace: Help you with what? Thomas: With everything. The whole fucking thing. Fucking life, business. I found you. And you found me. We'll help each other.

Episode 5 [1.5]

According to the law, we are equal partners. It's written on the paperwork in black and white. A third, a third, a third. But the thing is... Well, me and John, we quite fancy splitting your share so, just next time, use a gun, man.

Episode 6 [1.6]

[praying] Dear Lord, make this day pass well. Let none get hurt and make them that do, not Shelbys. Watch John because he has so many depending on him. Watch Arthur because he's as likely to hurt himself as anyone else. And watch Thomas. [Thomas quietly enters] I know how he is. But he does what he does for us... I think.

Episode 6 [1.6]

Polly: Did you fall for Tommy? Grace: Yes. Polly: Then I pity you. Grace: I think he'll try to kill me. Polly: He's too soft. Grace: Soft? Polly: Soft, like you. You saved his life the night the coppers came. That's why we're drinking, not fighting. We owe you. Grace: What was he like, before France? Polly: He laughed, a lot. He wanted to work with horses.

Episode 6 [1.6]

Harry: Will you go looking for her? Thomas: She's in the past... and the past is not my concern. And the future is not my concern either. Harry: What is your concern, Tommy. Thomas: The one minute. The solider's minute. In a battle that's all you get. One minute of everything, at once. And anything before is nothing. Everything after, nothing. Nothin in comparison in that one minute. Harry: Didn't you get enough minutes over there? Thomas: Seem's not, doesn't it?

Episode 6 [1.6]

Polly: There will be others. Thomas: To the others. [they cheer] All of them.

Episode 2 [2.2]

Alfred Solomons: Fuckin' Hell, lads, take it easy. Put him down Ollie, put him down, mate, he's only little. You on your own? Thomas Shelby: Seems so. Alfred Solomons: Well, you're a brave lad, ain't ya? You wanna take a look at my bakery? [they walk through the distillery] We bake all sorts here, mate, yeah. Did you know we bake over 10,000 "loaves" a week, can you believe it? We bake the white bread, we bake the brown bread... bake all sorts. You like to try some? Bread? [Tommy nods] Yeah? Thomas Shelby: All right. Alfred Solomons: So what would you like, brown or white? Thomas Shelby: Try the brown. Alfred Solomons: Brown? All right. [Alfie's distiller pours them both glasses of dark rum; Tommy tries his] Thomas Shelby: Not bad. Alfred Solomons: Not bad, eh? Not bad? It's fucking awful, that stuff. Fuckin' brown stuff is horrible, it's for the workers. Yeah. The white stuff, now that is for the bosses. Come look. [Tommy follows Alfie into his office] Well, I've heard very bad, bad,

Episode 5 [2.5]

Esme: Imagine riding away, Thomas. Living the real life, you know? Your Gypsy half is the stronger. You just want to ride away. France is a new place for us, they say. Lot of metal lying around still. Guns and trucks and spent shells and things. Then you go south. Saintes-Maries, where the Black Madonna is. My brothers go sometimes for the fair. It's like a home for us. They still let you get lost there. Thomas: I've been to France, Esme. So has John. Now get your coat and go with your husband. [takes her face in his hand] If you ever talk about getting lost again, I'll cut you... from this family. Esme: [looks around] What family?

Episode 5 [2.5]

Arthur: I've been a fucking idiot. I haven't appreciated nothing, John. John: Are you fucking repenting or something? Arthur: Drawing. I used to be good at drawing. John: Arthur, please. For God's sake, I don't need this- Arthur: I should've listened more in class. John: What fucking class? You were never there. Arthur: I used to draw horses. John: Arthur- Arthur: Stallions. Great, big ones. John: Arthur. Arthur: They looked real- John: Not stallions, not now.

Episode 5 [2.5]

Curly: What are you doing, Tommy? Tommy: Shoveling shit, Curly. Just like you. Curly: Why are you doing that? Tommy: To remind myself of what I’d be if I wasn’t who I am.

Episode 6 [2.6]

Well, the Lees will be there, captain.<br>Tommy: Captain?<br>Johnny Dogs: I’ve promoted you. Well, the boys say that you’re no longer like a sergeant major. Fucking those rich women and using those fancy words. I’d say you’re more like captain these days.

Episode 6 [2.6]

So fucking close. Ohhhh, and there’s a woman too. Yeah. A woman... who I love. And I got close. Nearly got FUCKING EVERYTHING!

Episode 1 [3.1]

Thomas Shelby: Today... this is my fucking wedding day. John Shelby: Yeah. And you said there'd be no bloody uniforms. Thomas: Nevertheless. Nevertheless, John. Despite the bad blood, I'll have none of it on my carpet. Now, for Grace's sake, nothing will go wrong. Those bastards out there and our family. And if you fuckers do anything to embarrass her, your kin, your cousins, your horses, your fucking kids... IF YOU DO ANYTHING TO- Isiah Jesus: Tom. Thomas: WHAT!? Isiah: What about snow? John: Yeah, their women are sport, I'd say that. Thomas: No, no, no. [points to Isiah] No cocaine. No cocaine. [points to John] No sport. No telling fortunes. No racing. [grabs Finn's jaw and slaps him] No fucking sucking petrol out of their fucking cars. And you, Charlie, stop spinning yarns about me, eh? Charlie: I'm just trying to sell you to them, Tom. Thomas: But the main thing is, you bunch of fuckers, despite the provocation from the cavalry, no fighting. Oi! No fighting. No fucking fighting. No

Episode 6 [3.6]

Thomas Shelby: I asked you to come alone, and unarmed. Alfred Solomons: Yeah, well, alone I ain't never gonna do, am I? As for the cane, don't worry about it, it's just me sciatica, it always plays up 'round the winter and summer solstice. Thomas Shelby: What've you got for me, Alfie? Alfred Solomons: Whatcha bring me out 'ere for? Thomas Shelby: It's on the way to somewhere I need to be in a hurry. [Alfie nods] What've you got for me? Alfred Solomons: Well, seeing as you was willing to pay such an exorbitant amount for this information, I decided to give you value for money. So, here are the names of all the men in England, whom I would approach, right, if I had a Faberge egg for sale. Here you go. [hand Tommy a paper] And then, here's all the men on that list, you know, who would buy the ol' Faberge egg, even if they knew that that item was stolen, eh? Then in comes your curious fucking Gypo question: I won't ask, but, um, here's a list of the men who would buy a Faberge... because o

Episode 2 [4.2]

Luca Changretta: I heard you had trouble. It's good of you to see me. Thomas Shelby: You just came from Paris, eh? Luca Changretta: You know Paris? Thomas Shelby: I left Paris in a cattle truck. And they said you were French. Luca Changretta: Well, I came here from Paris. That does not mean I'm French. Guess where I'm from? Thomas Shelby: Well, in that cattle truck, in Paris... There were American soldiers who played cards. They sound like you. Luca Changretta: Yeah. Did you win? Thomas Shelby: You didn't come on a train. Your suit is pressed, your shoes are clean. Where you'd get your suits made? Luca Changretta: I've a tailor, in New York City. Look. Funacci, Italian. He's my uncle. Makes suits in a basement in Madge street. He is my uncle, so every stitch, stitched with blood. I heard you dressed well, Mr. Shelby, but now I see, not so well as me. Thomas Shelby: You know, I have uncles as well. But they're not the sort of men who would, who would work in a basement with a needle and

Episode 4 [4.4]

Alfred Solomons: Stretch your legs, Treacle! [Goliath gets out of the car] Fuck me, he looks like he's grown since we left London. He's like a mushroom, inne? He grows in the dark. Goliath: I gotta piss. Alfred Solomons: Yeah, yeah, well the place is a shithole, yeah, so why don't you knock yourself out? [Goliath wanders over to the wall] Where is everyone? Ishmael, please, will you hit the call of prayer? [Ishmael honks the car horn briefly] Well, hit it! [Ishmael honks a second time; Alfie rolls his eyes, comes over and pushes past him] Thank you, thank you! Thomas Shelby: Morning, Alfie. Alfred Solomons: Yeah, it is, it is! How come everybody's in fucking bed? [Goliath joins them] Thomas Shelby: So, this must be Goliath? Right, let me introduce you to David. This way, boys. Alfred Solomons: I assume that David's out of bed? Ah, now the problem right between rum and gin, is that gin, right? It leads to the melancholy. Whereas rum incites violence. And it also allows you to be liberat

Episode 5 [4.5]

Matteo: Mr. Solomons. Alfred Solomons: Hm? [not opening his eyes] My little cousin was born blind. As a result, I now donate a considerable sum of money to a charity, which gives dogs with eyes to blind Jews. The chairman of the board recommends that those of us who are blessed with the gift of sight, that, ah, we spend, you know, at least half an hour of our day with our eyes closed. So that we may... well, that we may better understand the, uh, well, the darkness. And, um also to increase our donations and that, hmm? What time is it? Matteo: [checks his watch] Twenty-nine minutes past eight. Alfred Solomon: Right. Well, I have another minute to go, actually. But you, uh, you can begin, go on. Lucca Changretta: [steps very close to Alfie] I'm Lucca Changretta. Alfred Solomons: Oh yeah, I know who you are. Hm. You're a bit of a failure, aren't you? You come all the way over 'ere to this country in order to kill Tommy Shelby, but, I mean... well, he's not dead, is he? [smirks] So... Luc

Episode 6 [4.6]

Polly Gray: It starts when you stop. When you rest. Could be nerves. The War. Might be the alcohol. Blue devils, they call that. Thomas Shelby: Yeah, well yeah, yeah. It's the fucking booze. It's the booze, the booze got hold and the booze got in me bones. Polly Gray: Lizzie wants to see you. Thomas Shelby: No. Polly Gray: Tom she's showing. Thomas Shelby: I don't want to see Lizzie, Pol. Polly Gray: Shit, maybe it's in us? Cause were Shelbys. It's in our gypsy blood. We live somewhere between life and death. Waiting to move on, and in the end, we accept it. We shake hands with devils, and we walk past them.

Episode 6 [5.6]

Alfred Solomons: I was just having some oil rubbed on the bits that really hurt, mate. Whatcha think of that view, eh? Thomas Shelby: It's Margate. What can you do? Alfred Solomons: [enters the room] I'll tell you something, Tommy: I sit all day, every day, in that chair on that balcony. Contemplating the fact, right, that life is so much easier to deal with, when you are dead. [sits down, revealing a blinded right eye and scarred cheek] Thomas Shelby: Hello, Alfie. Alfred Solomons: Yeah. Did you, did you look through the binoculars? Thomas Shelby: Yeah. Alfred Solomons: I watch ships. No two are the same, yeah. That is how God sees us both, in His eyes. Thomas Shelby: God, eh? Alfred Solomons: Yeah, sort of. I mean, you know, someone's responsible for all this fucking mess. Now... how soon did you know that I was not dead? Thomas Shelby: You wrote me a letter, Alfie. Alfred Solomons: Did I? Thomas Shelby: Yeah, you asked about your dog. Alfred Solomons: Oh. They, they gave me a lot of

Episode 1 (6.1)

Mother. They let you pass through. They wouldn't let me pass.

Episode 1 (6.1)

I was angry with my friend. I told my wrath. My wrath did end. I was angry with my foe. I told it not. My wrath did grow.

Episode 3 (6.3)

Hayden Stagg: My name's Hayden Stagg. I hear there's some men here from Birmingham looking for me. I was in the banana warehouse playing football with the boys. [Throws his football, which is shot by Isiah]. I'm guessing you gentleman aren't here to kick footballs. Arthur Shelby: No. We're here about other business. We like to call it 'Black Star Business.' Hayden Stagg: 'Black Star' a pub, is it? Arthur Shelby: 'Black Star'- Yeah, 'Black Star's' a pub. Last pub you'll ever fucking drink in. Isiah Jesus: Peaky Blinders take you to the 'Black Star', and all your troubles are done. Arthur Shelby: But the pub you drink in, Mr. Stagg is called 'The Dolphin', right? Every night, you're in there. Not to drink. You're there divvying up the day's takings, ain't ya? And there's a woman there. She sings out "Opium for Sale." [Guns are drawn on the dock workers]. Hayden Stagg: Sit down, boys. The rules says the king puts his head on a block and the game is up. Arthur Shelby: Your'e stealing from

Episode 4 (6.4)

Thomas Shelby: Remember The January, Arthur? The family boat? Arthur Shelby: Yeah. Thomas Shelby: A whole family living on something the size of ten of these fucking barrels. Arthur Shelby: Hmm. Thomas Shelby: Remember that night at Tile Cross? Sixteen of us sleeping on the boat. The coppers come. We all swim like rats. Except for Arthur. Arthur holds them off with a boat hook, all on his own. And I remember. I climbed back up on the lock and I looked back, and I saw you waving that fucking boat hook in the coppers' faces... Arthur Shelby: [Laughs] Thomas Shelby: On your own. That's when I realized, when I had on you on the ground, all those years ago, it's cause you let me win. Arthur Shelby: [Laughs] Thomas Shelby: You wanted me to win. You've wanted me to win ever since. Arthur Shelby: What chance do I have if you... start doing that again [motioning to the wine]? Eh? Thomas Shelby: You'll stop. You'll stop because the family needs you to. It's like that long tunnel on the Dudley st

Episode 5 (6.5)

Arthur Shelby: I know. I know. I stole your keys. Tuberculoma. In your brain. Thomas Shelby: Yeah. But I still have time to do what I need to do. Arthur Shelby: Fuck you, Tommy. Thomas Shelby: I don't need anyone to know, Arthur. Arthur Shelby: No, you don't, do ya? You don't need anything, do ya? Thomas Shelby: No, I don't need anything. I don't need anything. How long have we been dead for, eh? You and me. How long? At least now I'll have a certificate. Whatever it is, I'll get the drinks in and I'll wait for you. Arthur Shelby: Fuck's sake. Thomas Shelby: Yeah. All them bullets that missed. It's funny Arthur. It's funny is what it is. So don't you fucking weep. Arthur Shelby: Weep. Thomas Shelby: When everyone is taken care of financially I'll 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. That would be a cruelty to me and to them. By the time people know the truth, I will be gone. Arthur

Episode 5 (6.5)

Hayden Stagg: Apologies for the initial misunderstanding. Thomas Shelby: My brother dealt with it. [Hands Stagg money]. For the care you took. Hayden Stagg: Even though I succumbed to temptation? Thomas Shelby: Part of the reason my brother is back dealing with it, is down to you. You spoke to him. Hayden Stagg: As a comrade. Thomas Shelby: The beating is still owed to you. Hayden Stagg: Do you still do that kind of work yourself, Thomas Shelby, MP. Thomas Shelby: Mr. Stagg, you see, I could use men like you. I have friends, that are in need of guns. Soon there will be a shipment of Thompson submachine guns, coming here from Boston. I need you to unload and store those weapons. There will also be ammunition, like this. [Hands Stagg a bullet with his name on it]. You have a good look. And I need you to take better care of the guns and ammunition than you did of the powder. You understand? Previously, all of my import and export went through Belfast docks. Now we're dealing with Boston,

Episode 5 (6.5)

Thomas Shelby: You know, the thing is Mosley, you're right. You're right, she doesn't deserve me. She doesn't deserve what I am. She doesn't deserve what I will become. Jack Nelson: What will you become? Thomas Shelby: Truth is, I belong here at this table, with fuckers like you. She doesn't. For all I try to hide it... [scoffs] I'm just one of you. Could there be a sadder ending, eh? [Drinks whiskey]

Episode 5 (6.5)

Michael Gray: I have consulted my mother. Priest: Your mother is dead. Michael Gray: Nonetheless, I've consulted her. And, yes. When I'm released, it is my intention to kill Tommy Shelby.

Episode 6 (6.6)

Arthur Shelby: Her name was Elizabeth Gray. She was my Aunt Polly. My Aunt Polly. Captain Swing: Vengeance is for the Lord--. (Arthur shoots her). Arthur Shelby: Not in Small Heath, it ain't. Rest in peace, Pol.

Episode 6 (6.6)

Thomas Shelby: Speak to me. Speak to me, Michael Michael Gray: You killed her. Thomas Shelby: Polly made her own choices, Michael. Michael Gray: 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. Thomas Shelby: Polly was half of me. Still visits me in my dreams. She'll visit me no more. (Tommy shoots Michael).

Episode 6 (6.6)

Alfie Solomons: I smell the smell of roasting Irishmen. Oh yes, hello. 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 smoke and fat, I now own half of Boston. So, out of respect for my restored authority, put the fucking cigarette out now, Tommy. Thomas Shelby: Hello, Alfie. I heard it was a good wedding. Alfie Solomons: Ya, 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 fucking hate me, they waved with their hankies. Justice. And housekeeping. Long overdue. Yeah, look at that little cunt ascending, he is ascending to the heavens. Right in front of us. Before our very eyes. And I can see with this eye. I'm not blind. This eye is the eye of a dead man. Dead men can through life li

Episode 6 (6.6)

In the bleak, midwinter.

Episode 6 (6.6)

The eleventh hour. Armistice. Peace at last. Peace at last.

The Immortal Man

All of us dead. Except for the one who wants to be dead. I should’ve come back when you told me to, Ada. I confess to you sister. I killed our brother, Arthur. It wasn’t an accident. It wasn’t an act of mercy. I killed him because I was full of booze and rage. And I had a moment when I could have spared him. I killed me own brother. ‘Cause I wanted to be free of him. I promise you sister. I promise, Arthur. I promise, Ruby. From this bad will come some good.

The Immortal Man

Give my car to Johnny Dogs. My wine to the Garrison Pub. My horses to someone who’s no work for them. My bullets to someone who’s no names to write on them. And my guns to someone who has no use for them. Once. I nearly I got fucking everything. But nearly doesn’t count. But throughout it all, I had me family. We are reunited now. In whichever place will have us. Burn my body. Let the ash blow. I am free.