"All of this. You've had it coming for years."
The final act for the Peaky Blinders is upon the family. New political parties rising, new enemies, new friends and even family turning into enemies.
Who will make it out alive?
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In Charlie's yard, everyone was waiting for Polly and Tommy to get back, "Just play nice, yeah?" Lola asked and Michael nodded
"The train to London leaves in an hour. Arthur, Lola, Michael you're coming with me." Tommy said
Michael shook his head, "Tommy, I have to take Gina to the hospital today."
"A week ago, one of our most trusted men was killed by Jimmy McCavern. The man we're going to speak to in London is establishing a relationship with Jimmy McCavern." Tommy said looking at Michael, "So, cancel your appointments, and Ada can take Gina to the hospital."
"Cause that's what women do," Arthur said
Lola looked at him, "Say that again. I dare you. Say it I'll fucking hit you with something."
Tommy looked at Michael and said, "Clean that shit off your shoes before you get in my car. Polly, you go to the hospital and speak to Aberama Gold. You tell him there is a strategy in place to avenge the death of his son, so not to do anything rash. And take with you the heartfelt condolences of the whole family."
"Why me?" Polly asked
Lola chuckled and said, "Because he fancies you. He even cut his hair."
Tommy nodded, "Exactly. And the smell of your perfume might help ease his pain."
"Tommy, I'm 45 years old today," Polly said
"45 years old and still breaking hearts. Curly organize a wagon to take Bonnie Gold's soul to heaven. Isiah, fetch his boxing gloves from the gym to burn with his body. Michael, turn the Bentley around. We have a train to catch." Tommy said
Lola hit Arthur around the head as he started to laugh, "And don't forget to wipe that shit off your shoes."
Charlie threw a rag at Michael, "Just start the car and drive." Lola said
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"So, what's the strategy?" Michael asked as they walked up the stairs
Tommy pointed to him, "You can smile." He pointed to Arthur, "You don't smile." He pointed to Lola, "You-"
