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Previously,
on "The Spanish Princess"...

Poor thing,

climbing under the sheets
with my cadaverous brother.

CATHERINE:
I understand now what
it took for us to marry.

Your cousin, Edward of Warwick,
was executed.

On your own mother's
command.

You blame my mother for this?
Blame your own.

We can shame the Spanish
into sending the rest
of the dowry once--

Once the child
is with child.

The Infanta's ladies
will be married

to high-ranking
Tudor men

so she's certain
of your loyalty,

or else you will be
tossed out from court.

ARTHUR:
Don't come any closer.

You can't, Your Grace.
It is the sweat.

I told you the Tudor curse
would grip you
and your children

when you let Teddy
and your own brother
die on that scaffold.

We will see
if you are with child.

Pray God you are.

MAGGIE:
What will happen
to her now?

I do not care
what will happen to her.

[ orchestra playing ]

[ slow-motion bell tolling ]

QUEEN ISABELLA:
"Daughter, if God has not
graced you with child,

you are to return to Spain,

but only after
your dowry's repaid

and your marriage portion
of the prince's lands

settled on you
from my own hand.

Your mother."

[ tolling continues ]

The litter has arrived,
highness.

I didn't send for a litter.

My lady, the king's mother
sent it

to carry you
to the funeral.

Why would God
take him from us?

He sends us another.

Please...

try and eat something
before we leave.

AMBASSADOR:
My lady, the king's mother,

a day so...

[ speaking Spanish ]

Sí.

And I hope you bring happier
news, Ambassador.

The unpaid half of
Catherine's dowry, perhaps?

Oh, uh, no, my lady.

Uh, I come to tell you that,

uh, Catherine,
Princess of Wales--

"Dowager Princess of Wales."

We say, "dowager," for widow.

She thanks you for
the beautiful litter,

but she prefer
to arrive, um...

de otro modo.

And how exactly does
she prefer to arrive?

In a gilded chariot drawn
by the horses of St. Mark's?

[ bell tolling ]

Bless you,
Princess Catherine!

Bless you,
Princess Catherine!

Bless you, princess!

[ chatter fades ]

God bless you,
Princess Catherine.

Arthur is in our hearts.

[ weeping ]

[ tolling continues ]

God bless you.

Bless you, princess.

Bless your husband.

God bless you.

God bless you,
Princess Catherine!

HARRY:
Princess Catherine.

Your loss has endeared
you to the people.

They share your grief.

They didn't know him.

My own grief is,
defiled with guilt.

I wasn't very kind
to my brother.

[ priests chanting ]

Princess Catherine,
may I lead you in?

[ chorus singing ]

[ armor clanking ]

[ snap echoes ]

[ music playing ]

[ wailing ]

[ Rosa wailing ]

What in heaven's name
are they doing?

They are keening,
my lady.

This is the tradition
in Spain.

We're not in Spain.

They must stop.

No. Let them wail.

[ keening continues ]

[ music playing ]

You prefer a mule
to a litter made
especially for you?

A mule was good enough

for the mother
of our Lord, my lady.

Is this your way of
sending us a message?

Are you to be a mother?

Your condition is
an affair of state,

and under
our agreement--

My condition is...

unclear.

Ergo, so is your standing
in this court.

You are no longer
Princess of Wales.

But, if you're
carrying a son,

you will be lady
mother of the king,
just like me.

God willing.

[ musicians playing ]

[ overlapping chatter ]

MAGGIE:
Come along, then.

Come and play
with your brother.

The people are afraid.

They say the sweating sickness
that took Prince Arthur

is back to end
the Tudor rule.

How much longer
will they feast upon that?

Until the line of succession
is clear, my lady.

Spain insists we pay
the widow's jointure,

a third share
of Arthur's lands

promised in the marriage
contract, and we must
return the dowry.

The boy is barely
in his grave, and all they
can think about is gold.

Unless that girl
is carrying an heir,

our alliance
is in shreds,

and every York
who ever had a claim

will be raising men
against me.

I'll hasten Meg's
marriage to Scotland.

That will keep
one hostile camp
at bay, at least.

People speak of the color
in her cheeks.

They say she is glowing.

She always glows.

We should
start sewing now,

little hats...
[ speaking Spanish ]

Rosa, she will tell us
when she knows herself.

Let me get you
some wine, highness.

I never would have
allowed Arthur to roam
free around Ludlow

if I knew there was
an outbreak of the sweat.

I didn't "let him"
do anything.

He was a man grown
with a wife.

You sent your own children
away to protect them.

-After Arthur fell ill.
-How fortuitous.

This is your foul harvest.

Don't try to lay it
at my doorstep.

[ conversing in Spanish ]

Children...

something sweet
will soothe your pain.

CHILD:
Yes, please.

Now, let me see
if I have this right.

You must be Ursula.

I am.

Which means you
must be Reginald.

Yes, I'm Reggie.

Highness.

Highness!

[ panting ]

You've had
your courses for days,

but you do
not tell anyone.

I do not understand.

My mother writes that
I must return to Spain.

Tell me, Lina, what will
happen to you if we did?

To Rosa
or any of my household?

-I have--
-It will be a modest life,

not the one your parents
planned for you.

Plans must change
sometimes.

Arthur dreamed that
England might be ruled,

as in Camelot.

It was
a beautiful dream,

for you to be
the queen, for us
to marry nobles,

but now
we are awake.

I am a Spanish princess,

sent by God to marry
the future king of England
and bring peace,

and that's
what I shall do.

God would have me
wed Prince Harry.

But you are
his brother's widow.

It is impossible.
It is forbidden.

Not if--
Not if I'm a virgin,

if my marriage wasn't--

It was not consummated.

But it was.

But think, Lina.
Did you see us?

Was anyone in that chamber
except Arthur and myself?

Forgive me, highness,

but you were heard,

not just by me,
but by Lady Pole.

And what did you
and Lady Pole hear?

Some noises
of pleasure.

I did try to please him,
but we did not lie together.

I won't be passed around Europe
like a collection plate,

handed off
to France or Austria.

No. I came here to forge
an alliance with England,

and that is what I'll do.

Only then can I
protect my household.

Don't you see?

There is no going back
for any of us.

Do you even know
if he wishes it?

Do you wish it?

I cannot stay here
with the queen.

I will take
the children home.

Maggie,
you must make peace.

You know
our children have been
interviewed by Wolsey?

What?

He asked if we'd had
any visitors at Stourton,

any cousins from abroad,

what the talk is
at our table,

what banners
we keep in the house,

and whether
you write letters.

We've done nothing.

They are children.

And so was Teddy,

and that
didn't save him.

Make your peace.

There is
nothing more dangerous
than a grieving monarch.

Henry feels God
has crossed him,

so he looks for others
that do the same.

A snake bites not because
it's been stepped on,

but because it might be.

Children,
you all just gather
your things, please.

Everywhere, there's talk.

Outside, the people
talk of our demise.

Inside,
they talk of enemies.

In France, mercenaries
are being gathered
against us as we speak.

What did Maggie Pole
say to you?

Did she speak
of her Plantagenet cousins?

She still refuses to
attend my confinement.

Is it all my fault?

Is there a curse on us,
and am I to blame?

[ shushing ]

Shush.
Just be quiet.

All right.
Come, come, come.

[ shushing ]

Now, now.
Now, now, now, now.

Come. [ shushing ]

No. No.

No, God loves us.

God loves us...

as we loved Arthur.

-[ shushing ]
-[ sobbing ]

[ bell tolling ]

[ overlapping chatter ]

[ indistinct conversation ]

HARRY:
I'm actually worse than you,
right?

Yeah.

Princess Summertime.

You're the only
sunshine round here.

-[ chuckles ]
-Bit soft, really, so...

Don't tell Charlie.

[ laughs ]

I was hoping I might see you.

I wanted you to have
something of Arthur's.

It's fine work.

Thank you.

My mother herself
never uses a crossbow.

She cannot bolt it--

I should expect not.
She's just a woman.

She cannot bolt it
on horseback,

and she likes
to ride into battle.

What?

My mother fought
a battle while I
was in her womb.

Wild women in your country.

They wail in public,
and they fight in battle?

It's unnatural.
My lady grandmother

says that the wise woman
finds strength

within her
God-given role.

My mother's role
is God-given.

She's anointed
by the pope.

Her weapon
is her horse.

He's an Andalusian
stallion,

16 hands,
with white socks.

He can break a man's neck
with one kick.

I want one.

I'd ride it
straight into France.

My mother is also
skillful with a sword,

and she taught me well.

King James of Scotland has
settled his headquarters

on the borders
at Ladykirk,

where he's just built
a beautiful church.

Ah, come now.

He's an educated man.

He speaks
several languages.

Well, then, I wish him
the plague in all of them.

My dear child,
that is how every woman

feels about
her husband at first.

You know, I was
married 12 years old.

I'd only had
one monthly course,

just one,
before I was with child.

And that child
was your father.

You must do your duty,
just as I did,

for your father, for me,

for poor, dear Arthur.

You must wed to keep
the country safe.

[ bird squawking ]

I will see
my baby brother born.

No one will deny me that.

Oh, what is
that infernal noise?

[ bird squawking ]

[ sighs ]

Hmm.

This sword is blunt.

They both are.
We wouldn't want you
cutting yourself.

Oh, I could
still hurt you with this.

You may have swords and spears,

but you can conquer nothing
without mosquetes.

[ both grunt ]

Mosquetes?

And cannons.

Well, we have cannons.

Have cannons.

The city walls of Granada
crumbled under cannon fire.

Oof!

The Moorish sultan
wept as he left.

Weeping like a woman
for what he couldn't
defend like a man.

Weeping like a Moor

who sees he is not fighting
on the side of God.

-[ both grunting ]
-[ swords clashing ]

Quietly.

[ taps ]

[ sword tip scraping ]

What, have you had enough,
Princess Summertime?

[ squawking ]

You fight almost
like a real soldier.

I am every inch
the soldier...

[ cloth rips ]

And commander.

And I have my own ideas
about our military forces.

I'm going to have
a foundry that makes
impenetrable armor.

Oh, all armor
has weak spots.

Here.

[ giggles ]

Here.

Here.

-[ squawking ]
-What is this display?

You dare swordplay
with the Tudor heir?

-Eh, is that...
-HARRY: Uh...

I think she's
talking about me.

I mean both of you.

Well, it was only in fun.

You are not to blame.

It's natural for
a young man to caper.

You, put that down,
and come with me.

[ parrot squawks ]

And would somebody
take this thing

to the menagerie,
where it belongs?

Come along.

Vamonos.

Ah, England versus Spain,

mano a mano.

I will not raise arms
at you, my lord.

Well, I command it.

You're in my country now.

-[ slice ]
-[ Lina gasps ]

[ laughs ]

[ Lina gasps ]

No, Your Grace.

What?

[ scoffs ]

Oh, God.

In England, widows
don't handle swords,

much less a widow
carrying a prince
in her womb.

You do know, I presume,
the basic signs if
you're with child?

Oh, yes, my lady.

The--The belly swells like
a great piel de sapo,

the melon.

No. The early signs,

disagreeable stomach,
tender breasts.

My stomach is often
against me, as I
fast on Wednesdays,

and my bosom
is always tender.

I'm trying
to help you, child.

I must know if you have bled
since Arthur's death.

Surely we should have
your news by now.

When my brother died,
I didn't bleed for four months,

so it's hard
for me to know.

I hoped you'd be
like your mother,

wise and brave
as a man,

but now I see you're
your father's daughter,

as tricky as a fox.

I have no talent for tricks,

and I have
no news for you.

[ scoffs ]

What are these boys
of England?

One so weak,
and the other, ay! [ laughs ]

[ conversing in Spanish ]

[ gasps ]

Maybe not.

Now Arthur is dead,

we don't know
what will happen.

[ music playing ]

[ sighs ]

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

[ door opens ]

[ panting ]

Where were you?

I...

Taking Dominus
to the tower.

You said before
that Lady Pole

believes our marriage
was a--a true one.

Yes.

Then she needs to understand
she is mistaken.

I have no power to make her
doubt her own mind.

She cannot contradict me
if I am to marry Prince Harry.

But did Harry
speak of marriage?

He likes me.

He wrote me
those love letters.

Well, once you're
sure the match is
in the prince's pleasure,

it will be time
to speak to Lady Pole.

If you speak too soon,
you may make waves
against yourself.

Ourselves.

Ourselves.

[ music playing ]

[ men conversing nearby ]

Hello again.

I hope
my lady grandmother

didn't speak
too harshly to you.

[ chuckles ]

She's not used to,

well, girls like you.

I do not grieve
as they expect,

and then I feel
that I am wrong
for being as I am.

I feel the same.

I'll teach you
how to play my grandmother,

but you will teach me...

-Sword fighting?
-No.

I am much better
at that than you,

-and I always will be.
-[ chuckles ]

No, um,
you will teach me...

I'll think of something.

I will sleep.

You may tell me
in the morning.

[ buoy clanging ]

I knew Arthur's death
would affect you
the most, darling boy.

The soul of a poet
is easily bruised,

but it will heal
with time.

You will make an excellent
Prince of Wales.

And you have
another brother
on the way.

Does that not
soothe you a little?

Does that
cheer you, hmm?

Catherine.

Did you know
her mother has a horse

that can kill a man
with a single kick?

Break his neck clean.

[ music playing ]

Fresh air is tonic
for us both.

My last look at the world
before so long in darkness.

Your confinement
will pass swiftly,

and then you will
be back into my arms
with our newborn son.

My mother said that I
should guard my heart,

that Arthur
didn't belong to me,
he belonged to the throne.

He sits beside
a greater throne now.

She lost two sons,

both destined to be kings.

So many destinies cut short.

Henry, was it worth it?

Did so many people
have to die

so that you
could hold the throne?

[ sighs ] We've had
15 years of peace,

and I would
do it all again

for England and for you.

We have much
to be grateful for.

Three children grown,

one more
soon to be with us,

an alliance
sealed with Scotland.

And our love
all these years.

Hold that to your heart.

It will keep you strong.

[ laughs ]
Excuse me, Your Grace.

We carry water to warm
the Infanta's bath.

Yes, she told me.

[ stifled giggling ]

Shh, shh, shh, shh.

He's ready.

[ chuckles ]

Tonight, you will tell him.

You may take the evening
for yourself.

[ musicians playing ]

CATHERINE:
You ready?

[ chuckles ]

There. Look. See?

So many little seeds.

They grew
in the garden of paradise.

God spread the seeds
all over the Earth.

You must eat all of them,

because you never know
which one came from paradise.

[ scoffs ] Well, you can
be sure of one thing,

that none of them
came from Scotland,

which is far
from paradise.

-[ Mary laughs ]
-Come.

Let's play
hide-and-seek.

[ giggling ]

MARY:
One, two, three...

[ overlapping chatter ]

It was him, then me.

-[ laughter ]
-Yes.

I like here.

In England
or this tavern?

Here, tavern.

[ chuckles ]

Such a strange country.

And they lock up their feelings,

but mix freely
with each other in the taverns.

The Moor, too,
can be free here.

Well, the Moors
are free in Spain.

Not to worship,
but to live, at least.

I speak to men of ships.

They talk
of la Inquísición.

Moors who would
not be Christian,

they leave Spain,
or they die.

[ speaking Spanish ]

What do you mean?

The inquisidores,

they kill
the musulmanes--

men, women, niños.

I have no news
from mi familia,

but I think
I can never go back.

Ni ahora, ni nunca.

You could convert.

My parents did.

Lina, you no hear me.

The inquisidores
no care.

You look like Moor,
like me,

you go back, you die.

We make lives here now.

[ scoffs ]

You sound like the Infanta.

The Infanta will stay?

No.

Nothing is certain.

Nothing.

Una cosa si es segura...para mi.

[ musicians playing ]

[ singsong ]
Where are you?

You look thin.
Are you eating?

I'm always eating.
You know that.

You are one of those
for whom food and good wine

do not alter girth.
Lucky fella.

Where are you?

For heaven's sake, Mary,
she's right there.

-Found you!
-[ laughs ]

-Again!
-That's enough now, Mary.

Grace,
please put her to bed.

Yes, Your Highness.

CATHERINE:
If Your Graces will permit,

I wish to retire myself.

HARRY:
Really?

I will spend
some time at prayer.

Very well.
We bid you good night.

-Oh, there's our Moor, eh?
-Oh, hey.

Trying to slip the traces?
[ laughs ]

Lina...estos son mi amigos.

They learn for me,
uh, English.

Oh, uh, you speak-a
the English good,

little brown sparrow?

I speak English
perfectly well.

[ laughing ]

Oh, he's very good,
is Oviedo.

Is good, no?

I buy the drinks.

You want a...

Oh, I'm dying
for a piss. Ahh.

OVIEDO:
...in the circle, no?

The Infanta
is expecting me.

Lina, stay.
These are friends.

We mix free,
like you say.

I am of
a royal household.

I can't
mix free with--

[ soldier belches ]

with soldiers.

I-I'm sorry.

I must go.

[ priests chanting ]

[ buoy bell clanging ]

Hello.

I was at prayer.

And I'll wager that you
were praying for a boy.

But I am always
praying for a boy,

our blessed Lord,
Jesus Christ.

Today, I watched
a flock of birds

flying home in a giant V
shape in the sky, swifts.

They migrate here
from Spain to mate...

and I must follow them.

I don't want you to go.

My mother
is already planning
my next marriage,

though in God's eyes...

it will be
my first marriage.

Your first? How so?

I-I won't speak against
your late brother.

[ laughs ]
What do you mean? Did--

Wait. Did he
do something to you?

No, Arthur didn't
do anything at all.

Because he--

Because he couldn't.

[ laughs ]

Oh, poor old Arthur.

I always thought
he was a rose petal.

No, I do not want
to shame him.

No, no, you haven't,
and you're not.

It's not his fault.

I simply
wanted you to know

before I journey
back to Spain.

But don't you see?

If you are still a maid,

then, Catherine,
I can be your husband.

You may marry the prince

that you wrote
love letters to all along.

Will you have me?

I--

-Harry, I--
-No, Catherine,

I will raise you up,

you--you and all of England.

You will be my princess

and--and my queen.

Harry, is it possible?

I will tell my father
that he must get permission
from the pope,

and then
we will be married.

[ laughs ]

He wants to marry me.

He will go
to ask the king,

and if he agrees it,

I must bring over
Maggie Pole.

If Harry is for you,
she cannot stand against you.

No, the king
would need permission
from the pope.

It will take time for
a letter to reach Rome,

and if she should speak
against me in that time,
then I would be undone.

This is the only way
you'll make a marriage
to a nobleman,

as your parents
wished for you.

We must do this
for all our household.

[ bell tolling ]

Ooh. I have a cramp.

Should I call the physician?

Mm.

HARRY:
Father.

Lady Mother,
are you well?

The child is heavy,
nothing more.

What is it, Harry?

I would like
your blessing to be wed.

As Prince of Wales,
my match must be in service
of our country.

Well, who would
you have, Harry?

Princess Catherine.

She's not with child,
and the alliance must be--

Harry, you must
wed a maid.

You know that.

She didn't lie with Arthur,

so she is intact.

Arthur couldn't
do his duty by her.

Father, I would
like to marry her.

England is in turmoil,

and this will see off
any challengers to the throne.

You and your sense
of duty warms me.

But papal dispensation
is required, I know.

But I believe
the pope will give it
in the circumstances.

We shall speak more fully
about this as we--

-[ winces ]
-Lady Mother?

-[ hisses ]
-Lizzie?

The child is
coming early.

-Henry!
-Are you certain?

[ gasps ]

-Come on.
-[ groaning ]

Stoke the fire.

KING HENRY:
Quickly. Help us, please.

-Here.
-[ groaning ]

Grandmother,
is everything all right?

[ shushing ] Come on.

-You've done this before.
-Is it always like this?

-Henry, go.
-No!

Henry, stay with me.

I'm here, my love.
I'm here.

-Henry, it is not right--
-I'm staying!

-[ Elizabeth screaming ]
-Unlace her.

Very good, my lady.

MEG: Father,
what's happening?

[ Elizabeth screaming ]

-MEG: Father?
-The ropes.

Yes, here.

Where is
her physician?

Aunt Maggie.

Dear cousin, I'm here.

No. Why is she here?

You asked for her,
my love.

She hates me!

She will ill-wish my child!

Would you take this son
away from me as well?

-No, Lizzie.
-MEG: Please, don't--

-Stay back.
-Will that be enough for you,

Maggie Pole,
two sons for one brother?

Two brothers, Lizzie,
yours and mine.

Get out! Get out!

[ screams ]

Go! Go back
to Stourton.

She doesn't
want you here. Go.

[ wails ]

No, Lizzie, Lizzie,
now, now. Now--

MEG: It's going to be
all right, Mother.

-[ wailing continues ]
-Mother.

[ fading chatter ]

Do you think he's asked
his father yet?

What if he
does not agree?

Highness.
A message from the prince.

He says his father
will agree it.

[ laughs ]

Lady Pole.

Princess Catherine.

I just wanted to thank you
for all your kindness at Ludlow.

Arthur was
like a son to me.

I would have done
anything for him.

And Arthur was like
a husband to me.

He was a husband to you.

Not--

Not a true husband.

It is a tragedy,

but our marriage
was never consummated.

I heard you
in your bridal chamber.

Your own lady heard you.

We made sounds
of pleasure, yes,

to cover our embarrassment.

But I am as I was
the day I landed
here in England.

What are you playing at?

Arthur himself told me
you lay together.

Of course he did.

We agreed
that we would--

We hoped that things
would change

and, in time,
he would be able...

I ask you
to accept my word,

accept it and support it
if asked to do so.

Who would ask such a thing?

The king, his mother.

Oh, no.

Please tell me
you're not planning
what I think you are.

Harry and I
wish to be married.

[ gasps ]

So you've lost your husband,
but not your ambition.

I warned you against that.

But I will remain here
in this country

and fulfill
God's destiny for me.

And the family
may inquire about
my first marriage.

This family don't inquire.

They extract
the answer they want.

And if the truth
is asked of me,

my answer will support
whatever keeps my conscience

and my head
attached to my neck.

How else do you imagine
I've survived this long
in this vipers' nest?

[ screaming ]

The ropes.
Get the--

-The ropes.
-Yes, here.

Brace this.

Oh, God.

And tie it off.
There.

[ gasping ]

-[ wails ]
-Head.

Oh, yes. Yes.

Oh, yes.

[ wailing ]

[ panting ]

Bring the child to me. Here.

Yes.

What is it?

Is it healthy?

Is it breathing?

[ blowing ]

MEG: It's a girl, Mother.

[ murmuring ]

Baby child.

[ speaking Latin ]

ELIZABETH:
She's dead, isn't she?

She's dead.

I'm so sorry.

-I want to hold her.
-Shh.

[ Meg crying ]

Come.

I will be with Arthur
before night falls.

No, Mother.

I have to take
our baby girl to Heaven

and reunite with Arthur...

and see my brothers.

Do not talk
like this, Lizzie.

Tell Maggie...

Tell her I'm sorry.

No. No,
I am the king,

and I command it.
[ kiss ]

You will be well

and live a long
and happy life
with me, Lizzie.

[ wails ]

Meg,

Meg, go fetch
your brother
and sister.

Go now.

-[ kiss ]
-[ moaning ]

[ panting ]
Harry.

Harry!

Harry!

Harry!

There has never
been another for me.

You are
my one love, Lizzie.

Henry! Henry!

[ voices whispering ]

I am your brother.

The darkness covers us all.

Brother, no!

Please! Please!

[ screams ]

[ moans ]

[ shushing ]

[ moans ]

How are we now,
my lady?

-[ gasping ]
-[ shushing ]

I would be alone
with you, Henry.

Go. Go.

Leave us, please.

[ Meg yells ]

Mother!

He cannot marry her.

What?

If Harry marries her,
the Tudor line ends.

No more boys. No kings.

No kings. He cannot--

He cannot--

Stop now.

Hush now.

You are delirious,
my love.

[ indistinct whispering ]

What?

Why would you
say that?

Why would you say
such a thing?

Please, promise me...

or the shadow
that hangs over us

will cover us all
in darkness.

Mother.

Lizzie?

Lizzie?

Lizzie.

[ running footsteps ]

Father.

[ sobs ]
Mother!

[ Mary crying ]

I will pray that Lady Pole
will keep her silence.

I must write
and tell my mother.

"Dearest Mother,

I write to tell you
that I am not with child."

[ speaking Latin ]

CATHERINE: "Indeed,
there was no hope of it,

as I am as our
beloved Virgin Mary was..."

[ weeping ]

"and still a maid."

"It means another match
for me is possible,

and Harry has declared
his interest.

Will you give
your blessing to us?"

[ bell tolling ]

[ chorus singing ]

[ weeping ]

[ tolling continues ]

[ slow-motion bell tolling ]

[ singing in foreign language ]