All language subtitles for Peaky Blinders 4x05 - The Duel

If the Italians win,
they're not leaving.

They're coming
and they're here to stay.

The intelligence services in London
sent seven officers to Birmingham.

At the top of their list is
Ada Thorne.

Alfie Solomons runs the fighter.
He says it's money for nothing.

That there is the Southern Counties
welterweight champion.

Name the day, Mr Shelby.

Stop drinking whisky,
switch to stout,

then go and see a doctor
about that baby.

Make sure Tommy keeps
that Friday free.

Tell him
I have an appointment for him.

You've agreed to give up Tommy...

..to save my life.

# Take a little walk
to the edge of town

# And go across the tracks

# Where a viaduct looms
like a bird of doom

# As it shifts and cracks

# Where secrets lie
in the border fires

# In the humming wires

# Hey, man, you know
you're never coming back

# Past the square, past the bridge

# Past the mills... #

Shoot out his tyres.

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But remember, I fire the final shot!

# On a gathering storm comes
a tall handsome man

# In a dusty black coat
with a red right hand

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# Red right hand

# Red right hand... #

Stay inside, love!

Come on!

Go. Go. Go!

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Come on!

It's all right, love. It's all
right. Come inside. Come inside.

Stay inside, don't come out.

Get away from the window.

Right, stay inside and stay down.

Everyone, stay indoors, stay down!

By order of the Peaky Blinders!

Come on!

Come here.

Which way?
Which way did he go?

You sure?

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Oi!

Luca.

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- No!

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Hey, I know you own
the cops in this dirty

fucking town, but you'll be dead
before they get here!

Come on. Me and you, Tommy, come on!

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Enough! I said enough!

I said enough! Now get out of it!

Go on. Enough!

What the fuck are you doing here?

Saving your life.

Or his. I'm a police officer, Tommy,

I'm a fucking police officer,
right? Doing my duty.

Stopping all this!

There's three bodies
need cleaning up.

No. Enough.

Tell the people
who live in these houses

that they are free
to go about their lawful business.

Tell them that
the rule of law has been restored.

Haven't you heard, Tommy? Hey?

Soldiers are coming.

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Do you know, I remember
the very first time

you head butted a policeman.

And after you got your OBE
from the King,

I didn't think
there'd be a next time.

What do you think
you're going to tell Arthur?

I'll tell him the truth.

They're here.

So. What the fuck
happened today, Tom?

We all heard -
shooting in Artillery Square.

Yeah, there was.

Today I killed three men.

Now our enemies are down to eight.

I suppose they, er, I suppose they
took you by surprise, did they?

No. I knew they were coming.

Just after Christmas, I received
a letter from Luca Changretta...

..offering to spare my son
if I gave up Tommy...

..and I gave Tommy up.

Because that was the plan that
Polly and I agreed on.

I knew that Luca would want
to pull the trigger himself,

so I used the set-up as bait
to bring him here.

You're a fucking idiot, Tom!

Look, I didn't get Luca but I got
three, all right? That's it.

That's what happened.

Come here, you.
Aye, but he's right, ah.

I mean, I thought you'd gone soft.

So you got three?

Yeah, I got three.

Well, I'll drink to you, Tom,
you mad bastard.

Pretty soon you'll...
You're going to get the shakes

when your blood cools down.
Let's go and get a drink.

Dad? You got three what?

I got three shillings
for a two shilling horse, my boy.

You come with us, eh?

You want a drink, Lizzie?
I've had a hard day.

I don't drink whisky
or gin any more, Tom.

Why not?

Because they say it harms the baby.

Yes, it can only be yours.

That day by the canal

when you were fucking
somebody else in your head.

Except it wasn't her
who got pregnant.

Have a seat, Lizzie.

All right, I know a woman, Lizzie...

You know lots of women, Tommy.

If you don't know this already,
you don't know me -

I'm keeping it.

Who's going to run
my fucking office?

You'll find somebody.

Well, you'd better put a fucking
advert in the paper, then.

I'm not laid up yet.

You'll not go to work with
a child of mine inside of you.

Fuck, now my hand shakes...

It's OK, Tom. We'll be OK.

All this death, Lizzie.
Fuck, let's have some life, eh?

I got three.

I know, Tom.

One of them point-blank.

A baby. A little you and me.

Point-blank, Lizzie.

And he looked up at me.

You'll get an allowance...

..every week, from the company.

Business is booming.

We'll, erm, buy a nice house, eh?

Come on, I'll drive you home.

I'm just looking.

Hm?

- Fuck!
- Linda?

Arthur, you scared me to death.

Linda, oh...

Linda, I need you
to save me...again.

You're drunk...again.

I'm drunk again.

I am drunk again.

I need you to save me.

Tell me what you said to me
this morning.

Tell me. Tell me again.

Tell me, say it. Say it.

Tell me.

We will be back in our garden

before the time comes
to plant anything out.

Just one winter.

Just one winter.

Come to bed, Arthur.

They're coming, boys.

No! No! No fucking way!

You've never eaten hedgehog,
Michael?

I'm getting back in this car.

Michael, you're number two
on Luca Changretta's hit list.

Yeah, and I'll stay in a hotel.

You stay in a hotel,
I'll know where you are,

so will the people who take
you there,

so will the people
who work in the hotel,

and hotels don't move around.

They don't even know where
they'll be tomorrow.

They follow the Patrin
and the crows.

And if anyone should
come for you, Michael,

the Palmers and the Boswells
will put up a fair fight.

Take your medicine.

- I'll take them.
- Your painkillers...

The healers up there
will heal you much quicker.

Fucking witches, the lot of them.

Show some respect, Mr Gray.

They have agreed to welcome you
on account of your blood.

Take your medicine, take the gun.

I won't be able to contact you,
so you phone me.

We'll make a plan.

Tommy says it won't be long.
Then we'll be free.

You might learn something.

Tell them your grandmother was
a Gypsy princess,

name of Birdie Boswell.

You're royalty up there, Michael.

Is that true, Mrs Gray?

What? Don't I look like royalty?

Now that you mention it, you do.

I've been cooped up
in Small Heath too long.

I can smell spring in the air.

Do you know a longer way back,
Mr Gold?

I know ways back
that would take forever.

Get in, Your Majesty.

# When your work is over

# Your day is done

# Put down your hammer... #

I thought you were a busy woman.

Do you have time for this?

Is it a buck?

It is a buck.

Good. Bucks taste better.

In the smoke I'm 16 again.

You know, when the police were after
him, our dad used to take us out.

We'd be gone for days,
living on what he caught.

Oh, do you have a sharp knife?

I heard you have second sight.

I heard that you speak with
the dead.

Yes.

Your wife is often around you.

She watches you.

Is she watching me now?

No.

Your family were healers?

Yeah, a long time ago.

Came back
when I put my head in the noose.

It's like putting your head through
a window and seeing the whole world.

Give me the rabbit...

..and the knife.

You know, Polly,

I believe it's you
who's kept Tommy Shelby alive

all these years.

Oh, we've kept each other alive.

But I didn't just put my head
through that window...

..I climbed through it.

First I thought it was madness,
but no.

When you've put your head
out of that window

you can do anything you want,
cos there are no rules...

..cos there are no risks.

Now give me the knife.

Now, come here.

I can do whatever I want...

..whenever the mood takes me.

And you are a strong,
handsome man...

..and this is a beautiful
place in the world...

..and it is this time...

But let me
make one thing clear, Mr Gold,

I just gave Michael
a little speech

about how no-one would know
how to find him...

..but you'd know how to get him.

If any harm comes to Michael,

you shall have me as your enemy.

And none of your knives can kill me.

Do you understand?

Oh, I understand.

Tute's a rinkeni moola. Abri.

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Mr Solomons?

Hm!

My little cousin was born blind,

but 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 were blessed with
the gift of sight,

that we spend, you know,

at least half an hour of our day
with our eyes closed

so that we may, well, we may
better understand the, er...

..the darkness and also to
increase our donations and that.

What time is it?

29 minutes past eight. Right.

Well, then I have...I have
another minute to go, actually,

but you, er, you can begin.

Go on.

I'm Luca Changretta.

Oh, yeah, I know who you are.

You are a bit of a failure,
aren't you?

You come all the way over here
to this country

in order to kill Tommy Shelby,

but, I mean, well,
he's not dead, is he?

- So...
- No.

- No.
- He ain't.

How much time have I got left, mate?

Ten seconds, nine seconds,

eight seconds...

..five, four, three, two, one.

Right, hello. How can I help you?

I have a proposition for you.

Hmm, yeah, it's... I already know
what you want, yeah,

but I just want to hear you
say it out loud

so I can check
how ridiculous it is.

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OK.

We hear there's going to be
a little fight, you know,

a boxing match,

between your boy and Tommy Shelby's
boy, in Birmingham.

Yep.

And the whole Shelby family's
going to be there.

And you, Mr Solomons,
you too will be there.

That's it.
I'll tell you what, right?

Here's a gift, it's free -
a souvenir of your visit here.

Goodbye, trot on.
Down there is Bonnie Street.

You know, they say
you are a smart guy.

You already know what
we want before we say it.

That's funny cos now

I believe I know what you want
even before you say it.

So, you going to taste it?

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Damn fucking straight, mate,

otherwise you wouldn't still be
thieving my oxygen, would you?

Because I have 200 barrels
a month, yeah,

cleared by your people,
distributed through your teamsters.

Thing is that people want gin
these days.

Well, the exit is still out there,
right, on Bonnie Street. Yeah?

You're fucking crazy, you know that?

200 barrels, ah?

What do you think, cousin?

But also I want some cash...

..bung work. That's why
I've broken it down here -

a list of costs pertaining
to the assassination

of a dear friend, all right?

Now, a normal dispatch,

well, it's, you know, £500 cost.

But you're going to have to add
another 100 to that

because Tommy Shelby, like me,
is from an oppressed people,

and I need you to put another
tonne on top of that

because his brother is a fucking animal

and he will come after me.

And then you will need to put
another 100 on top of that

because, well, you are
a fucking wop, mate, hmmm?

And you.

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- And then we've got to deal

with the ugly business,

which I've been
incredibly clear of before.

I will need another £500,

because, like I stated, Tommy Shelby

is a very, very good friend
of mine.

Total...

..is down there in black
and white, all right? Crack on.

It's OK.

Mr Solomons, I'm going to be
very fucking clear with you.

I don't need you to kill anybody.

I have people that I trust.

So, you're going to take my boys

and you're going to bring them
to the ring as seconds.

Well, in order to
qualify as my seconds

they would first have to qualify
as being Jewish.

Yeah?

And in order to do that, they would
have to replace their natural

Italian fucking arrogance with

a Jewish air of absolute certainty.

See, my good friend Thomas Shelby,
he will know the difference.

These days, back in the old country,

a lot of the, er, you know,

the Jewish people, they, er...

..they are having to pass
themselves off as Italian.

Right, well, you will have to
add another tonne on to your bill

for being a cunt, mate.

All right?

You will bring my men to Birmingham?

You will circumcise them.

You will have to circumcise them
because the Peakys will check.

Yeah?

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OK. Any other request, eh?

200 fucking barrels,
we have a deal.

Nah.

What going on? Oh, well.

I said we have a deal.

Aye, you've just made a deal
without negotiation, didn't you?

Yeah, Tommy Shelby was right
about you, weren't he?

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Ada Shelby?

No.

She was armed when we
picked her up, sir,

so we strip searched her.

- That'll be all.
- Yes, sir.

I apologise, Miss Shelby,

the Territorials
can be over zealous.

Your men watched.

Then they will be reprimanded.

They won't see Saturday.

A naked woman, alone,

making threats
against the entire British Army -

a significant
indicator of character.

I'll turn my back while you dress
and perhaps we can talk.

I have a dossier on each member
of your family.

I know your family's
extraordinary history.

Ah, fuck you.

I also have a totally blank page
on which together

we can write your family's
immediate future.

You rehearsed your speech -

significant indicator
of a lack of confidence.

- What rank are you?
- Colonel. May I turn...?

Not unless you want to get blinded.

I'm sorry.
This has got off to a bad start.

What is "this"?

Three days ago you were seen
at a meeting

for the Stetchford Communist Party.

You were then seen talking
to a woman called Jessie Eden.

Turn around.

I'm leaving.

And you can burn this. It's history.

Ada Shelby.

A person of interest and under
the surveillance of Special Branch

since you joined the Birmingham
Communist Party in June 1919.

I'm no longer a member
of the Communist Party.

I know. Irrelevant.

Most of the more active subversives

shed their official allegiances
to avoid detection.

Look, OK, let me explain it to you.

I'm no longer a member
of the Communist Party

because I'm no longer a believer
in the cause of socialism.

Now, open that door!

So, in the past,
you were blinded by love.

No, blinded by faith.

I believed people deserve
justice. They don't.

So, you've arrested me because
I had a drink with Jessie Eden.

Whisky with ice for you,
and a beer for her.

I met Jessie Eden to settle
an industrial dispute.

Head of acquisitions.
So, you've swapped sides.

If you know what I drink,
you know what I do for a living.

Mrs Shelby, you must understand
that these are extraordinary times.

A general strike is certain,
an attempted revolution perhaps,

soldiers on the streets very soon.

They're already drilling.

And here stands you,
a woman with her foot in both camps.

Potentially very useful.

Useful to who?

Maybe you should ask your brother,
Thomas.

Put some fucking effort into it,
son.

The fight is in two days.

Get used to the reach.

Get used to the long arm on him.

Just get under it!

That's it, under his body.

Talk to me
about Colonel Ben Younger.

What about him?

He's just made me a proposition.

You're in my chair.

He said you knew about it.

And, remember,
I know when you're lying.

Ben Younger was an officer

with the Warwickshire Yeomanry
in Flanders.

The only cavalryman who could
ride a fucking horse.

I was strip searched.

Two soldiers watched.

I'm sorry, Ada.

The arrest was so the neighbours
would see and word would go round.

Younger is all right.

Younger came to me for help.

He's been given Birmingham.

"Given Birmingham" by who?

By Churchill, by the fucking King,

by people who want to stop
a revolution.

No-one's laughing any more, Ada.

The Home Office is making
provisions.

This is part of those provisions.

And how is Tommy Shelby OBE
going to stop a revolution?

Jessie Eden has accepted
my invitation to dinner.

Ah. Of course!

I'm sorry,

Tommy Shelby is going to
stop the revolution with his cock!

It's not her the military
are interested in,

it's the people around her.

They're people like you used to be,
like Freddie used to be.

People who want an armed revolution.

If I get Jessie Eden's trust...

..she gives me
the nose of the instigators...

..I give 'em up to the Crown forces.

Tommy, Tommy, sweetheart...

..why would a man
whose medals rust

at the bottom of the Saltley canal

want to help the British military?

Because I've been offered three
five-year contracts

to supply military vehicles
to the British forces

in India, Ceylon,
Singapore and Burma,

total value - £2 million.

And there'll be no
strikes in your factory

because Jessie Eden will be
in your bed.

Tommy, this can only happen
if you're still alive.

I'm planning on staying alive.

If I'm dead, you can all go back to
being what you were.

The British Army came to me, Ada.

I said, "Why not?"

They'll put that on your grave, Tom.

'Tommy Shelby - "Why not?"'

Are you going to help me or not?

Other way round.

Will they want music, Charlie?

We have that gramophone

we found abandoned inside
that gentleman's car.

No, they don't.
Tommy said they're here to talk.

Charlie, Curly, this is Jessie Eden.

Jessie, this is my Uncle Charlie
and my...whatever Curly is.

This is actually lovely.

We were just wondering
if you'd like some music.

No, we weren't.
Actually, Jessie likes music.

Don't go to any trouble.

No, Curly, go to some trouble.

Go on, then.

Right...

Don't I get a choice?

I want an opinion. Try it.

I don't really drink gin.

Then you're perfect.

My gin is for women
that don't really drink gin.

Your gin?

Let's drink to something.
You choose.

To the revolution.

Why not?

- To the revolution.
- The revolution.

Right, well, since I invited you
for dinner, I thought I'd cook.

These two beauties were shot
this morning

by a poacher friend of mine
on Lord Packwood's estate.

I thought you'd like that.

And these here, these were
stolen from under his trees.

Mr Shelby...

..I came to talk business.

Yes, so did I.

Wage cuts withdrawn,

parity between
men and women guaranteed.

You can instruct your members
to return to work tomorrow.

And all I have to do in return

is tell you everything
I know about socialism.

That's what your sister said.

You don't like your gin?

It's OK.

It's OK?

What do you want to know
about the cause?

I'm approaching the current
political crisis

as I would approach a horse race...

..assessing the runners
and the riders.

Now, the favourite is, of course,
the King's horse.

But the King's horse was also
the favourite in 1913,

when Emily Davison
threw herself in front of it.

You know the names of suffragettes.
I'm impressed.

Everyone laughed at them at first,
but now look -

women with serious faces everywhere.

When I study a horse race,
I study form.

And then the other horse,

the one who wants to beat
the King's horse...

Let's call her Dangerous, shall we?

..she's no form.

That's what makes her so dangerous.

Russia. Isn't that form?

No, the Russians aren't like the
English. We're beer, they're petrol.

That's why I invited you
here for dinner.

I'm guessing you know people...

..people that want to make
this fight real,

with guns and ammunition.

So, before I place a bet
on who's going to win,

I need to know how strong
they are...

..how serious they are.

Your concern is that
if the unthinkable happened...

..you would find yourself on
the wrong side of the barricades.

Well, as you can see,

my natural side of the barricades
is the same as yours.

And, as you know, I once believed.

But the war changed you.

Yeah.

The man I loved couldn't speak
when he got back.

Not one word.

I've said very few true words since.

The men who blew the whistles
in France are our enemy.

And you count yourself among those
who want a real fight?

I do.

Well, well.

Yes. Not just in my dreams,
in the day now.

And you're not alone.

I am not alone.

Well, well.

I have researched you.
We have researched you.

You have never been
a friend of the Government.

They have used you.

And I imagine you have
found out already

that no amount of money allows you
to pass through the steel sheets

that separate class from class.

Yes. Yes, that I have learnt.

Men like you would terrify them -

a man better than them
at what they do.

Would I change the odds,
do you think?

It's all wound up, Tom.

Er, you just put the needle on
and let it spin.

And there are some popular records.

Mostly romantic.

Thank you, Curly.

Food's nearly ready.

Let's eat before we dance, shall we?

So we're going to dance?

I think so.

I swear to God.

I swear to God.

She gave me sixpence
and she sends me to the shop

for margarine, eggs and bread.

And I came back...

With a top hat and a coconut?

That was all our money
we had for the whole fucking week

and my mum beat me
with a fucking frying pan.

Why the hell did you buy a top hat
and a coconut?

Cos I thought she deserved it.
I thought we all did.

And I could never understand
why people like us

only had bread and fucking lard...

..and I wanted to be different.
That's what I wanted.

And you are.

Well...

When I showed you that photo
of Greta Jurossi,

your face changed.

She wanted everything
to be different -

the whole world.

As do I.

Shall we have some more music?

You were married but she was killed.

Bye-bye Blackbird reminds you
of your sweetheart, eh?

Yes.

Right, fast or slow?

Better be slow. I'd better just sit.

I'm drunk.

Come on.

# I'm a young girl
and have just come over

# Over from the country
where they do things big

# And amongst the boys
I've got me a lover

# And since I've got a lover
I just don't care a fig... #

Will you help us, Tommy?

Soon. Soon.

Arrange a meeting with
the appropriate people

and I'll be there.

Vinny, come on, boy.

Get over here, you lazy bastard!

Here, want some of that?

The, er, room is clean, Mr Shelby.

Right. Lock it all down.

All right, boys, lock it down.

No weapons! No admission
if you've any weapon.

Go on!

Go on!

Arthur!

- Can I open the book?
- Right, open it up. You!

Gentlemen.

Now, you listen to me, you put all
your money

on the gold, you hear me?

It's fucking fight night.

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Come on, boys, and place your bets
with me, Honest Johnny Dogs.

The only show in town, by order
of our special constable brothers,

the Peaky fucking Blinders.

Bonnie boy. Here we go, boy.

Bring out that fucking tiger.

Go on.

Tiger's already out.

Fair enough.

Bonnie.

Mr Shelby will give you
a 20% cut

if you put Goliath
down in the fourth round.

Been caged up too long, brother.

If the women are going to have fun,
so am I.

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