>Tommeh lights a fag>"Arfah, I've made a deal with the dread lohd Lucifah">drinks a bottle of whiskey>"we provide 'ihm with the damned souls of the racist scumbags we off, an' he givesh us Hellfoi'e powersh">Arthur starts beating a man who rubbed shoulders with him as he was walking past>Tommeh has smoked a pack of fags already, as he gets flashbacks to the tunnels>Michael runs out of the Garrison to restrain Arthur, covered in coke>"there's a devil inside of me" starts playing>the man is left with no face as Arthur starts praying to the Lord>"ain't no use Arfah, we're playin' for the otha side now">Tommeh bows his head down as he lets out a sigh before looking up at the sky>"our hearts died in those tunnels; our souls just took a while to be damned">"only our bodies remain; and now they'll be purified by tha fires a' hell">suddenly, Mosley with a platoon of Wolfenstein Nazis marches down the street, gunning down everyone darker than an icecube while raping a ballet dancer>"Mr. Shelby, I am certain that you shall be assisting me in the genocide of all Non-Anglo-Saxons, now shan't you?">"roight" says Arthur>"now lads, is time to make good on our arrangement">the Peaky FOKIN Blindahs turn into Ghost Riders>Tommeh pours a bottle of whiskey on top of his flames>gets a flashback to the tunnels as he puts a Hellfire Shotgun to his temples>"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH">Alfie's watching from afar, mumbling and counting his 30 shekels
