“That shit’ll rot your pipework.”

“You’re gypsies, right? So what do you live in, a fucking tent or caravan?”

“The Americans want it sweeter.”

“Aberama Gold: Who the fuck are you?

Alfie Solomons: Who the fuck am I?”

“Big fucks small always, actually. There is a fight going on out there between big and small. Big will fuck small.”

“Thomas Shelby: Stay and watch the fight, Alfie.

Alfie Solomons: No, you’re all right. I already know who wins, don’t I?”

“He is of mixed religion, therefore he is godless.”

“Luca Changretta: I’m Luca Changretta.

Alfie Solomons: Oh yeah, I know who you are. You’re a bit of a failure, aren’t you? You come all the way over here in this country to kill Tommy Shelby, but… I mean, well, he’s not dead, is he?”

“Alfie Solomons: Come on, Tommy, there is an honorable reason now to pull that trigger, so what…

Thomas Shelby: Alfie! Alfie, look at me!

Alfie Solomons: Fucking get on with it!”

“Fucking hell, it smells of pig round here, don’t it? Definitely not kosher.”

“Right, well, you gotta ask yourself seriously, though, you know, did I even want to piss and shit indoors, or was I actually born, you know, to defecate in the fields and the outhouses?”

“These bastards only understand one language.”

“Yeah, weakness behind the eyes. Didn’t blink too much, all right? You smell of smoke, and coal, and horses.”

“’Cause your people, your class, and my religion is quite similar actually, because you just cannot wash it out, right, because it, it come out your mother’s tits.”

“I hear that you’ve got Italians, mate. You got a kestrel for them and all?”

“I, my friend… I am the uncle, and the protector, and the promoter of that fucking thing right there, in whose shadow nothing good nor godly will ever fucking grow.”

“In the end, it’s God who pulls that fucking trigger anyway. We don’t get to decide who lives and who dies, Finn. Not us. You just have to flick a switch.”

“Men don’t have the strategic intelligence to conduct a war between families. Men are less good at keeping secrets out of their lies.”

“Ambition for respectability doesn’t make you a saint.”

“Aunt Pol, when I was Michael’s age I’d killed a hundred men and seen a thousand die. If you want to scare that kid away forever, carry on how you’re going. If you want him to stay, let him come.”

“Five for peace, two for truce, one abstention. Let’s get on with the war.”

“I’m not a traitor to my class. I am just an extreme example of what a working man can achieve.”

“Did you know that madness sets you free? Otherwise, we’re just peasants obeying the law.”

“My fury is a thing to behold.”

“Politics is deliberately making things better for some people by deliberately making them worse for others.”

“It has always been about the explosion. From the beginning. The bang. The outrage.”

“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.”

“There’s business and there’s love.”

“There is no rest for me in this world. Perhaps in the next.”

“We’ve kept each other alive. But I didn’t just put my head through that window. I climbed through it. First I thought it was madness, but no. When you’ve put your head out of that window, you can do anything you want. Because there are no rules. Because there are no risks.”

“When my judgment comes, I’ll be the one that’s laughing.”

“When you’re dead already, you’re free.”

“When there are no rules, women take charge.”

“A good man needs to hold out sometimes.”

“Every man, he craves certainty.”

“I find the more obvious vices the easiest to resist.”

“Fortune drops something valuable into your lap, you don’t just dump it on the bank of the cut.”

“Instinct’s a funny thing.”

“I imagine being shot by a woman hurts the same as being shot by a man. Just a bit more shameful.”

“I have made arrangements with men I trust. If I should die, then you will die, know that.”

“If you apologize once, you do it again and again and again. Like taking bricks out of the wall of your fucking house.”

“Those of you who are last will soon be first. And those of you who are downtrodden will rise up.”

“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.”

“Men always tell their troubles to a barmaid.”

“Who wants to be in heaven, eh? Who wants to be in heaven when you can be sending men to fucking hell?”

“I don’t need a knife to stop me telling secrets given in confidence. It is a matter of honor.”

“An agreement is not the same thing as an assurance.”

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

“In all the world, violent men are the easiest to deal with.”

“Killing a man affects the heart.”

“It’s business, Grace. And bad, bad business it is, all round. And I’m scared, Grace. I’m scared for you. I’m scared for the baby. And this is how I am when I’m scared. It is unfamiliar to you but not to me. I can fucking be scared and carry on. And it’s not pleasant to look at and no joy to be around.”

“Never give power to the big man.”

“Sometimes the women have to take over. Like in the war.”

“Rule one, you don’t punch above your weight.”

“You’ve told me about her, like a gentleman, now kindly behave like a gangster again.”

“You strike when your enemy is weak.”

“Babies don’t have principles.”

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

“If you pull that trigger, right, you pull that trigger for a fucking honorable reason. Like an honorable man, not like some fucking civilian that does not understand the wicked way of our world, mate.”

“Good taste is for people who can’t afford sapphires.”