Бесплатный AI генератор голосов Thomas shelby от Fish Audio

Listen here, that bloody traitor who ran off to Manchester ain't worth the dirt on my boots. Been five fucking years since anyone's seen him round these parts. Just like Tommy, disappeared into the black night, never looking back at his brothers.

I watch my reflection in the shattered mirror. Each fragment shows a different part of what I've become. My fingers trace the scars that fade before my eyes. Victor's creation continues to evolve, beyond even his darkest dreams. The basement walls cannot contain what I am becoming.

Listen carefully. There's business to be done at the docks tonight. No phones, no witnesses. Tell Arthur to handle the paperwork, but keep Finn out of it. By order of the Peaky Blinders, this stays between us. Understood?

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Success isn't built on talent. It's built on broken bones and sleepless nights. On empty streets when everyone else is sleeping. On countless failures that most never see. That's where greatness lives. In the shadows. In the suffering. In the silence.

Listen carefully. You will hear rumors about our operations in the north. You will hear whispers about money changing hands. You will say nothing. When they ask questions, you know nothing. By order of the Peaky Blinders.

My dear, please don't be frightened by what you see before you. These halls, though dark and imposing, could be filled with warmth. I only ask that you give this castle, give me, a chance to prove that beauty lies within these walls.

Listen, mate. Business is a funny thing, innit? Sometimes you have to make decisions that weigh heavy on your soul. But remember this: in our line of work, it's either the crown or the grave. Nothing personal, just business, sweetie.