Isiah, take point.
Look lively.
CHARLIE: Right,
      there's your lanterns.
Where the fuck are the Chinese?
All right, Charlie.
 COUGHING
Arthur, it's Chang!
Christ!
Get over! Get over. Get over!
I knew we shouldn't trust these
 fuckers and their fucking lanterns.
BULLETS RICOCHET
If it's the police, hold fire.
Chang, where's the stuff?
          Where is it?
They didn't look like police.
          Smelt of gin.
They said they were taking the opium
        on behalf of the King.
Then they saw your boat coming.
So, were they Italian?
Were they Italian?
              Irish.
Irish, I think...
Oh, fuck.
Fuck! Charlie,
my gun. Give me the gun.
Give it up, that's it.
Listen. Listen to me.
They're Titanic boys out there,
             right?
They're out of Poplar.
In the war, they were very capable.
Very capable soldiers.
So was I.
I was a fucking
      capable soldier, too.
Hey! Hey, you fucking bastards!
Arthur! Arthur!
Stop firing! Arthur, they've gone.
To any of you still alive,
you do not fuck
with the Peaky fucking Blinders!
