Peaky Blinders

— Happy or sad?
— Sad.
— Okay, but I warn you; I'll break your heart.
— Already broken.

Whiskey is good proofing water. It tells you who’s real and who isn’t.

— You think I am a whore?
— Everyone's a whore, Grace. We just sell different parts of ourselves.

You have your mother’s common sense but your father’s devilment. I see them fighting. Let your mother win.

Lies travel faster than the truth.

Dear Grace, I write without malice. I learned long ago to hate my enemies. But I've never loved one before.

— I love you.
— And there it goes, Grace. Away it goes...

May you be in heaven a full half hour before the devil knows you’re dead.

You don't parley when you're on the back foot.

In France I got used to seeing men die. I never got used to seeing horses die.

One thing I have learned is that you and I are opposites, but also just the same. Like an image in a mirror. We hate people. And they in turn hate us. And fear us. Before the day is over, your heart will be broken just the same as mine. Men like us, Mr Shelby, will always be alone. And that love we get we will have to pay for.

In pubs sometimes people say things and sometimes it’s the whisky talking. It’s hard to tell which is which.

— The one minute. The soldier's minute. In a battle, that's all you get. One minute of everything at once. And anything before is nothing. Everything after nothing. Nothing in comparison to that one minute.
— Didn't you get enough minutes over there?

She’s in the past. The past is not my concern. The future is no longer my concern, either.

Intelligence is a very valuable thing, innit, my friend? And usually it comes far too fucking late.