You want me to write this down? Do you want me to write you a f***ing letter? Me and Arthur can’t write it down, because they haven’t invented the f***ing words.[to Lizzie]
There is God, and there are the Peaky Blinders. This is Sparkhill, we’re in Small Heath. We are much, much closer at hand than God.[to Mother Superior]
The Russians have made contact. We have to get used to how these bastards operate. For them, family is a weakness and they go after them. For me, family is my strength.
The problem, right, between rum and gin, is that gin, right, it leads to the melancholy. Whereas rum incites violence, it also allows you to be liberated from your self-doubt.