I can charm dogs. Gypsy witchcraft. And those I can’t charm I can kill with my own hands.
If it was heaven, what would I be doing here?
You have your mother’s common sense but your father’s devilment. I see them fighting. Let your mother win.
You have to choose who you’re more afraid of. The Peaky Blinders at exactly 11.43, or Section D at some point in the future. If you make the wrong choice you won’t see 11.44.
Whiskey is good proofing water. It tells you who’s real and who isn’t.
Nobody works with me. People work for me.
Men like us, Mr Shelby will always be alone. And what love we get, we will have to pay for.
He’ll wake up. Granted he won’t have any teeth left but he will be a wiser man for it.
You know, gentlemen, there is hell, and there is another place below hell.
Today, it will be me dead or you. But whoever it is, he’ll wake up in hell tomorrow.
To make sure your dog obeys you, you have to show it the stick once in a while.
Rum’s for fun and f*****g, innit? So, whisky, now that… that is for business.
