Alfie Solomons, the crime boss of Camden Town and King of the Jews: estranged from his wife, his empire crumbling and ravaged by war, he makes a deal with the devil, and nothing is the same again.
Covering his years of involvement with the Birmingha...
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Peaky Blinders scene from Series 6, Episode 2. Timestamps; - Netflix 22:43 - 30:08 - BBC iPlayer 22:39 - 30:04
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Tommy peered at his reflection in the car's rearview mirror, his leather-gloved hands creaking as they tightened their grip on the steering wheel. Odd droplets of water from the recent evening rain slid down the windshield, and the car's chilly interior caused his breath to fog the mirror.
"How much is a tonne?" he mumbled to himself.
He cast a glance to the Garrison pub and started the car.
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The Mansion / Margate / 6.57am
Malka, wrapped in her dressing gown and absentmindedly fidgeting with her teardrop diamond necklace, entered the drawing room. "What are you doing here?" she asked. "Should you not be dead or hiding in the Rockies?"
Tommy, examining a taxidermied raven encased in a glass dome, turned to scrutinise Malka as she walked past him to settle into her armchair. He inhaled sharply and made himself comfortable on the chaise longue opposite her. After a moment of pensive thought, he regarded her with a concerned eye.
"While in America, something changed," he began, retrieving his cigarette tin from the inside pocket of his dark navy blue suit jacket, which he wore for the second consecutive morning. He moved the cigarette back and forth between his lips to prevent it from sticking, then lit it and inhaled deeply before exhaling the smoke.
"I never intended to go through with our devised plan," Tommy confessed.
Malka, appearing unamused but also unsurprised, remained silent, waiting for Tommy to continue.
"My original plan was to isolate Michael and monitor him using our influence in the Boston prison, arrange the trade between the IRA and Nelson, and by the time Micheal was released, I would already be up a mountain with my wife and children."
Malka ran her tongue over her teeth, glaring at Tommy, who notably omitted the name Solomons from his designs.
"And when Michael did find you?" she queried.
"With a lucrative business between our families, I'm sure his wrath would be replaced with a practical self-interest. Over time, any bad blood would dilute, but if not, then he would have to make a choice: live with his enemies in luxury or seek revenge and lose everything."
Malka scoffed, lit a cigarette and tossed the pack back onto her end table dismissively. "So this is all to teach a boy a lesson?"
