Peaky Blinders [Season 5, Episode 4]

— You know, it's a pity. I was looking forward to killing you.
— You're at the back of a long queue.

Forbidding is forbidden to us. We can do anything. Nothing can stop us.

Young she is, when she's barefoot on the cobbles.

— The nature of the deal is explained in my proposal. I've booked you a suite at the Midland Hotel. If you need anything in this city, just mention my name.
— So you want to impress me, Mr Shelby?
— Also in the envelope is a cheque for five hundred pounds for your wife. She can use it to buy a black dress, rent a black horse with black feathers, to pull a black carriage with your body in it, should you break the terms of the white flag. Now, please, enjoy the city it's my honour to represent.

— We should postpone our war.
— Your brother left me a hand grenade.
— He sends his apologies. You left me land mines.
— For which I too apologies.

— My name is Brilliant Chang.
— Brilliant Chang is dead.
— Perhaps. Sometimes I wonder, "Is this heaven?" Doesn't smell like heaven... so I would say I have survived.

— Well, then, at least throw away your opium. It's that that causes the visions. Just... throw it away. While it's there, it's a temptation. How much have you got left?
— Seven tonnes.
— Seven tonnes?
— Yeah. I'd hate for it to run out, Ada.

— Well, who would've thought I'd be doing business with fucking Gypsy Catholic scum? ... Aye, but you're OK.
— Yeah, I'm only OK until I'm not OK. Then I'm really not.

It wasn't the blue stone, Tommy. It was you. It was you.

His name was Frederick. All we ever did was talk, Arthur. He just listened. And now he has no face. He as ugly on the outside as you are on the inside.