Personality Quiz: Which Member of the Shelby Empire Are You?

Sit in a dark room and map out a three-month plan to bankrupt them.

Gather the boys and pay them a visit with some "Birmingham medicine."

Invite their leader to tea to see if they are a useful ally or a dead man walking.

Invite them for a very long, very confusing negotiation over a bottle of rum.

Irish Whiskey, neat. I have thinking to do.

Whatever is strongest and comes in a bottle I can break if needed.

A gin cocktail—something elegant but with a kick.

Rum. High-proof, pungent rum. And maybe a bit of bread.

The sheer scale of my own ambition and the "black shuck" in my head.

The ghosts of the past and the fear that I’m losing my mind.

The weight of keeping everyone in this family from killing each other.

Thinking about the "crossing of the line".

A perfectly tailored three-piece suit and a heavy overcoat.

Anything rugged, dark, and practical for a fight.

High-fashion silks, furs, and a look that says "I own this street."

A long coat, a wide-brimmed hat, and a beard that has seen some serious things.

I give them a job to focus their energy—keep them busy, keep them useful.

I grab a drink with them and tell them we’re the same, for better or worse.

I give them a harsh reality check; there's no room for weakness in this business.

I tell them a confusing story about a goat and a tailor that makes them question their life.