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- This plague that has come upon us

is a punishment from God.
We're all sinners

and God is displeased with us.

Whether we live or die is
entirely in his hands.

You've come back
from Paris.

So we are once more allies
with the French.

- And we are both officially
at war with the emperor.

- Do I have my divorce?
- I have arranged

to send 2 young lawyers to meet
the Pope at Orvieto near Rome.

I am appointing Cardinal
Campeggio as my official legate.

Once the sickness of your country
abates, you will travel to England

and together with Cardinal
Wolsey, constitute a court

to decide upon
the merits of the case.

- Norfolk has sent me.
- But Norfolk hates me.

- There is someone
he hates even more.

- He wants you to
help us destroy Wolsey.

More, if you are not for me
now then you are against me.

The King now dines with Norfolk and
Boleyn. They are my bitter enemies

and if you do not help me,
then you help them!

Thomas Tallis,
we love your music.

- Stay a moment.
- Why me?

- When I looked at you and
saw a light around your head.

- My sister!
- What's wrong?

- I can't breathe,
stop the carriage.

Stop the carriage!

- Lady Anne is ill.
For the love of God.

Save her life.

- You know what you've done
child? You've risen from the dead.

Now you can see the King again.
It could be just as before.

- Thank you. Thank you God.

- You think you know a story.

But you only know how it ends.

To get to the heart
of the story,

You have to go back
to the beginning.

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- Your Grace... His Eminence,
Cardinal Campeggio.

- Ah! Lorenzo, my old friend.

- My dear Wolsey.

- Come.

- Your Grace must
forgive my incapacity.

God has given me gout,
as a great trial.

- Now...

His Majesty is very keen

that the legatine court
be set up straight away

to determine the case
for his annulment.

- Indeed, indeed.

I have the Pope's written commission
to decide upon this matter.

And from my decision,
there can be no appeal.

And yet...

If your Grace
had some water.

- Water!

- Mixed, perhaps,
with a little wine?

- And yet?

- You and I are
old friends.

And we are both men of
the world, Cardinal Wolsey.

I even have a son
who travels with me.

- And so?

- His Holiness wishes
to satisfy the King,

however difficult
that might be.

But for all our sakes

would it not be better
if you and I were to try

and persuade his Majesty
to give up his divorce?

Surely his passion
for this...

girl, will alter
and fade with time,

as all such passions
inevitably do.

- I fear your Eminence may have
proceeded here in ignorance.

Let me make certain things
plain to you.

If you do not grant
the King his divorce,

papal authority in England
will be annihilated.

Now you should remember that
the greater part of Germany

has already become
estranged from Rome,

the same thing
could happen here.

It would mean the total
ruin of the Kingdom.

- Is there any danger
that they could declare

your marriage valid?

- Wolsey has assured me that the
Pope has already decided in my favour.

The trial is just for
the sake of appearances

and a way of
appeasing the Emperor.

- Then we can start
planning the wedding?

- Yes.

Yes, my love.

Also for the sake of appearances
there is something else.

For a while I shall have to
share Catherine's table.

and sometimes her bed.

- Her bed?!

- It's nothing!

My lawyers have
just advised me

that to do otherwise
might risk countersuit.

I could be seen to be acting
against her conjugal rights.

- You think its nothing to go
back to bed with your wife?!

- What do you think
is going to happen?

- What usually happens!

- How little you trust me!

- I trust you!

I love you!

- Catherine is not to
blame for this. Nor am I.

But the fact is, Excellence,
we broke God's law,

for which there can be
no dispensation.

You understand how deeply this
touches my conscience

and how quickly
I need it to be resolved?

- I do.
I sympathize

as does his Holiness.
Naturally.

But his Holiness also
suggests to your Majesty

another possible solution.

- I have already made it plain to
your Eminence that his Majesty...

- No, no, no. Prego.
This is not the same, my friend.

This is a solution, which should
very much please his Majesty.

- What is it?

- His Holiness is aware
of the Queen's great piety.

She herself has spoken of it. Her love for
the Mother of God, for the saints and so on.

And he wonders if
her Majesty might be persuaded,

like Jeanne de Valois,
the sometime wife of Louis XII,

to abdicate
her marriage

and retreat to a nunnery.

- What do you think,
Wolsey?

- It would certainly
expedite matters.

It would save us
the pain of a trial.

And, since
it would be voluntary,

it couldn't offend
her nephew the Emperor.

And moreover,

it would afford her Majesty
an honourable retirement.

- You will put this
to her right away!

- Majesty.

Will your Majesty at least
consider the proposal?

- I will give you
my answer in due course,

after I have spoken with
the King, my husband.

Father, will you hear
my confession later?

- Yes, my child.

- Your Majesty.
- Your Eminence.

- Your Majesty.

I beg that you yield
to the King's will.

- And what is his will?
- As his Eminence proposes:

that you join a religious
community of your choosing

and take a vow
of perpetual chastity.

- You speak to me of chastity?!

Have you not a mistress
and 2 children, your Eminence?

- Your Majesty is entering the
third period of your natural life.

You have spent the first 2 setting
a good example to the world.

With this single act, you could put
the seal on all your good actions.

- Please rise, your Grace.

It is not seemly
for a man of your dignity

to be seen to beg in public,
whatever the cause.

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- So. You talked to Campeggio?
- Yes.

I told him I could
not give him an answer

without your Majesty's
permission.

- And what answer will you give him?
- I will tell him the truth.

- Catherine! All the world now agrees
that your marriage to me was unjust.

Even you must
acknowledge it!

So unless you agree to take the
veil, I shall have to force you.

- Do I have your permission
to talk to Campeggio?

I will not speak to him
if you do not want me to.

- My Lady.
- Lady Anne.

- Master Cromwell.

Do you... Do you have
a message from the King?

- I think we understand
each other.

A mutual friend, a Mr. Fish,

now living in exile in Holland
has sent me a gift for you.

- What is it, Master Cromwell?

- "The Obedience
of the Christian Man,"

by William Tyndale.

It contains many good
criticisms of the papacy

and of the arrogance
and abuses of priests.

You'll find it
most illuminating.

But always and ever be cautious
as to whom you show this.

You must know it might be
accounted heresy even to possess it

and Wolsey is still keen enough
to prosecute heretics...

as we are called,

who embrace the true religion.

- I will

and God bless you,
Master Cromwell.

Wait.

Please will you give this
to the King...

with my love.

- My Lady.

Come here.

Chicken...

Ch...

Good chicken.

Shh... Shh...

Don't run away!

Got ya.

- You never even
told me your name.

- Jane.

- Jane.

Why did you leave the court?

When your sister died...

- My sister is still
here, Thomas Tallis.

She hasn't left me.

She can't leave me.

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You can see her
too, can't you?

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- I came all
the way from London.

And I really want you
to come back to court.

- Why?

You liked my sister more
than me. I could tell.

- I want to marry you, Jane.

- In nomine Patris et Filii
et Spiritus Sancti. Amen.

What is it you wish to confess?

- Father, I wish to tell you
about my first marriage

to Prince Arthur,
his Majesty's older brother.

- I know of it. Go on.

- He never knew me.

I swear to you,
under the sacramental oath.

I was intatta e incorrotta da lui
come venne dal ventre di sue madre.

- I want to be clear:

you say you were untouched and
unviolated by Prince Arthur,

as when you came
from the womb of your mother?

- Yes, Father.

- So you came to the King's bed
a virgin, intatta e incorrotta?

- Yes, Father.

Father, I say in all humility,

I cannot accede to your request.

I am the true and legitimate
wife of his Majesty,

therefore your proposal
is inadmissible.

Come what may,

I will live and die in that
vocation to matrimony

to which God has called me.

- I understand.

- Furthermore,

I give you permission to break
the seal of the confessional

and tell the whole world
what I have told you!

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- Henry wants you
back at court.

You are his sister
after all.

- How can I return while he
flaunts himself with his slut?

I would be seen to be approving
of his ridiculous liaison.

- Margaret, you and I must stay in the
King's good graces or we are nothing.

Let him marry
who he wishes.

- That was always your
philosophy, wasn't it, Charles?

So very cynical.

Is that why you keep company
with that devil Boleyn?

- You liked him enough once
when he helped us back to court.

Or were you just
being cynical?

- I didn't see
all of his game.

Now I do. I despise him.
- So do I!

But I hate
Wolsey more.

It's a marriage
of expedience.

- Rather like ours?

- No. I loved you.

- You don't know the
meaning of the word, Charles.

You can love,

perhaps, for a year
or a month, a day...

even for an hour.

And in that hour

I do believe you love
as well and deeply...

as any man.

But after that hour,

you love not.

You love another

and then another.

Your love...

is most generous
where it is most hurtful.

- Margaret.

- Don't play the fool, Charles.
It doesn't become you.

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- Eminence.

- I need to see
Cardinal Campeggio.

- Forgive me.
My father is indisposed.

In any case, there is nothing
further he can do for the time being.

He has sent some
reports to Rome

and must await
the eplies from his Holiness.

And in the meantime,

my poor father
needs to rest

and restore
his strength.

- Lady Anne.
- Good evening, lady Anne.

- There is the Mistress Boleyn?
- Yes. There she is.

The girl for whom the King
would sacrifice his marriage to

a most gracious & loving Queen.
- I have tried to argue him out of his course

but I swear an angel descending
from heaven would not dissuade him.

Do you think they have taken
things to the ultimate conjunction?

I have received a petition from the Dukes
of Suffolk and Norfolk and Lord Boleyn,

saying the divorce has

the overwhelming support of
the people of England.

- As your Eminence
would quickly discover,

if you stepped outside
these doors and saw the people

that is a manifest lie!

On the contrary.
The people love their Queen

and they have
every reason to do so.

Do excuse me.

Wolsey.

- Her Majesty
has refused the offer.

- Are you surprised?

- However, Campeggio tells me
that the Pope is prepared

to consider
legitimizing any children

that you might have
with Mistress Boleyn,

whether you are
married or not.

- Are you mad?

You're going to have
to do a lot better than that.

- Forgive me,
Ambassador Mendoza.

I am new
to this court.

Who are these men
talking with the King?

- Lord Rochford is
the father of Anne Boleyn

and Norfolk is her uncle.

Like the Duke of Suffolk,
they are Wolsey's sworn enemies

and everyone at court knows it.

They would stop at nothing
to bring him down.

- Yet the King still loves him?

- Not so much
as before, perhaps.

But the Cardinal should
never be underestimated.

- May I know what you think
of the King's matter?

- It is no secret that
the Emperor is outraged

at the King's behaviour
toward the Queen.

And I can tell you,
in strict confidence,

that he has written
to his Holiness

demanding that the matter be
settled in Rome, not here.

- He would not seek to interfere

in any other way?

- In what way?

- Well, if the Queen
were to be renounced,

might he consider military
intervention on her behalf?

- He has not said so.

- Has anyone asked him?
- No.

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Not yet.

- Your Majesty.
- Margaret...

- Not her!
She's not worth it!

She's a cheap nothing.

Open your eyes!
Look at her!

Look at yourself!

- Look to your own marriage.

How are you?

- Burning.

Burning with
impatience.

- My Lady, Archbishop Warham

and Bishop Tunstall
are here to see you.

- My lords,

I understand that you are among
my council for the legatine court.

As honourable men;

whose first duty is to God and
your conscience, you are welcome.

Has the King sent you?
- Yes, your Majesty.

- We must discuss
your brief.

I have nothing against his Majesty,
whom I love with all my being

only against his advisers

and a certain woman whose
ambition would ruin a kingdom.

- Madam,

we are not here to
discuss a brief, or any such.

- But...

- We came here
to report, Madam,

that rumours of plots against
the life of his Majesty are abroad

and plots against
Cardinal Campeggio.

If any such plots
were to be successful,

then clearly both you
and your daughter

would be suspected
of involvement.

- I cannot believe the King would
give credence to such rumours,

since he knows, as you know,

that I value my husband's life
even much more than my own.

- Madam?
There is yet another complaint.

That you are flippant and show
yourself too much to the people.

That you rejoice in their acclaim,
smiling, nodding and waving at them.

Therefore we suppose
that you hate the King.

- Why should you suppose that?

- Because Madam,
you don't accept

that all this time you've
been living in sin with him.

And even when the truth
has been revealed,

you refuse to accept
the King's gracious offer

to retire to
a religious house.

- Ah, that again!

I have answered
for that already:

God never called me
to a nunnery.

I am his Majesty's true
and legitimate wife.

- Madam, for
the love of God...

- Yes! For the love of God!

As you yourself
once professed, Archbishop!

You told people that
you knew my case to be true.

So what changed your mind?

Hmm?

Was it Wolsey?

Tell me, do you prefer
your place

in this Earth rather
than your place in Heaven?

- You have not answered
the charges.

- Sir!

I consider it hard indeed
to be charged

and accused by my own lawyers!

Where is the justice in that?

I will speak to you no more but
you will not act for me.

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- Catherine,

why do you go on
denying me justice?

You're so heartless.

So full of hatred.

I can't persuade myself
any longer that you love me.

- I do love you.

I've never ceased to
love you. You know that.

- I don't know it.

Perhaps you should be kept
away from our daughter...

in case you start
poisoning her mind against me.

- How can you say
these things to me?

After all this time. After all
that we have meant to each other.

- I'm only asking you
to be reasonable.

- I am being reasonable. It is
you who will not be reasonable.

- What is it
you really want, Thomas?

- Want?
- In life?

What do you want?

- I don't know.

Travel, I suppose.

Adventure. If I could.

- Travel?! Where would you go?
- Have you not heard?

Sea-discoverers to
new worlds have gone.

Cabot to Newfoundland,

others to America,
the Indies.

Some speak of
China and Cathay,

the fabled lands of Marco Polo.

But where would you go?

- I'd set out here...

but the hair is a forest
of ambush and snares.

But the brow
becalms us,

when it's smooth
and plain,

the dark pools of the eyes
are dangerous to our ship,

for to be drawn into them
would be shipwreck.

The nose like
the first meridian,

directs us down to the Islands
Fortunate, the swelling lips.

I would
anchor here

and hear
the sirens' songs.

Then sailing on,

past the glorious
promontory of chin.

We may encounter
some islands,

as we travel down
towards your India.

And we pause
at the Atlantic navel.

Where the current
carries our pilot on.

To another forest.

Where many are shipwrecked.

And no further ever get.

- I have a new motto.

- What is it?

- You'll have to find it!

- Where is it?

- On a piece of ribbon

hidden somewhere.

- Is it...

Here?

- No!

- Down there?
- No.

- Is it down here?

- I can't wait
much longer.

- You won't have to.

- Mmmm...

- Your Majesty...
There are fresh delays!

No one can see Campeggio!

- Where is it?
Tell me!

- What if someone
is deliberately stalling?

Delaying things?
Making excuses?

- Campeggio?

- No. No someone else.

Someone much
closer to you.

- Ah! I'm touching it.

Ainsi sera,

grogne qui grogne.

- That's how it's going to be!
Let them grumble.

Someone much closer
to you.

- I want to ask you,
frankly, about Campeggio.

Do you trust him?

Do you think
he's compromised?

Who knows, perhaps he's getting
a pension from the Emperor.

- As I know it, Lorenzo is
the least prejudicial of men.

And he has suffered personally at
the hands of Charles's soldiers.

When they entered Rome
they ransacked his house.

I don't believe he has
any love for the Emperor.

- Then why is he
delaying the trial?

- There are some technical
matters that need to be resolved.

That's all.

There is nothing for your
Majesty to be concerned about.

- God damn it! It's not
Campeggio at all! It's you!

You're the one
delaying things!

You've gone cold
on this divorce.

Perhaps you never believed
in it in the first place!

You lied to me.
Pretending to be on my side!

- Majesty, I swear
before you and before God,

on my honour I am
your most humble servant

and there is nothing on Earth I covet
so much as advancing your divorce.

To bring it to pass
is my continual study

and my most ardent desire,

for which I am ready
to expend my life,

and my body, and my blood,
so help me God!

- Come your Grace.
Don't be so dismayed.

You understand
my impatience.

I know
it's not you.

I trust you.

I've known you
a long time.

Come, let's talk
of other things.

- By God's body,
Master More.

Indignatio
princeps mors est.

- The anger of
the prince means death.

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- Majesty.

- I want you to go
to Rome Mister Cromwell.

I want you to force his fucking
Holiness into submission,

if necessary by
telling him that

if he does not grant me
my fucking annulment,

then England will withdraw
its submission to Rome,

and I will withdraw
my allegiance to him.

And make sure he knows
this is no idle threat.

I mean it! And I will do it
if he does not satisfy me.

Send in the Duke of Suffolk!

- My Lord Duke, the King summons you.
- Charles!

I have a task
for you.

I want you to go to Paris
and seek out King Francis.

Question him closely
about Campeggio.

Ask him what kind of
dealings he's had with him?

What kind of man he is?
Is he honest?

Does he have
any ambitions to be Pope?

And does he have any secret
dealings with the Emperor?

- I'll leave at once.
- And Charles!

Ask him about Wolsey.

I want to know everything
he knows about him.

You understand?
- Mmm hmm.

- I want to know whose
side Wolsey is on.

- Sir Thomas?

- Most gracious
sovereign lady.

I have brought
Bishop Fisher to see you.

I believe he can offer you
true and devoted counsel.

- Thank you,
Sir Thomas.

- Majesty.

- Please.

- Lord Bishop.

Are you certain that
you wish to act for me?

You must be aware of the dangers
and difficulties you may face.

I would understand if you would
prefer peace and tranquility.

- Gentle Madam, what peace
or tranquility can there be

without justice
and the love of God?

I have studied the case
against you very carefully.

They will no doubt
press the fact

that the Pope's dispensation to
allow you to marry the King

was technically faulty
and therefore invalid.

But the obvious way
of resolving

any such technical deficiency

is not to declare
the marriage null and void

but to issue fresh and
more perfect dispensation.

In any case,
the continuance of so long space

has rendered
the marriage honest,

and the principle
of Supplet Ecclesia

"Let the Church provide"

has itself made
good any defects

in the Pope's
dispensation.

- Then you suppose we may win?

- We may win the argument, yes.

But I cannot pretend
that it will avail us much.

We shall still try.

Be of good cheer, Madam.

For we are on
the side of the angels.

Hearts are trumps.

- What is it?

- I've heard from Cromwell.

He was eventually allowed
access to the Pope,

but wrote in desperation.
- Why?

- He doesn't believe Clement
will do anything for me.

He said... "It might be
in his Pater Noster,

but it's nothing in his creed!"

He means the Pope might pray
for me to solve my problems

but he won't personally commit
to doing anything about it!

Show.
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Show me.

- Yes. We entertained the Pope's
legate as he passed through France.

And I spoke personally
to Campeggio.

He was very careful.

But even in the few words he spoke, I thought he dissembled.
- In what way dissembled?

- I think he shows one face
but conceals another.

He has been asked to deal with
a matter he secretly despises.

So my advice

to the King,
my brother

is to not put
too much trust in any man,

in case he should
be deceived.

- And would you say
the same of Cardinal Wolsey?

- I have nothing
against his Eminence.

- Of course not.

But what do you think his
attitude is towards the divorce?

- As far as I could tell, he
wanted the divorce to go through

because he has
no love for the Queen.

At the same time...

- At the same time?

- It is also my impression that he has
marvelous intelligence with the Pope;

they understand
each other.

And also with
Cardinal Campeggio.

Therefore, if he has such understanding
with them and they are not themselves minded

to advance
the King's matter,

then to speak frankly
to you, I think the King

should take a closer
interest in it himself.

That is my advice.

- Majest�.

- Where has he going?

- I'm sure to service
his latest mistress.

- Why would he have
to do that

when he has such
a beautiful wife?

- You should ask him,
Monsieur.

- Don't you ever want to pay him back?
- Of course.

Always.
I'm a woman.

- Then go to
bed with me.

- If you like.

But tell me first.

How is your
beautiful wife?

- She...
- She's just like me, non?

You have affairs
and she ignores it.

To make love
for revenge or pain...

What is that?

It hurts the mind
and the soul.

It shrinks. Oui?
Vous comprenez �a, Monsieur?

The soul grows smaller

and perhaps
it even dies.

- Your Grace.
- Your Grace.

- Leave us.

The trial
is coming.

- Indeed
your Grace.

- I want to make it
plain to you again.

If you refuse to
grant the divorce,

you will provoke a marvelous
opinion against the Pope,

against the papal courts
and against the papacy itself!

- I am obliged to
the Holy Father,

to seek truth
and justice in this matter.

And that, your Grace,
I will attempt to do,

as God is my witness.

- You still don't
seem to understand.

So let me spell
it out for you.

If you fail to find
in favour of the King,

you will lose the King

and the devotion of
his Realm to Rome

and you will also
utterly destroy me

and that
I cannot allow!

- I totally understand.

You must have faith,
Cardinal Wolsey.

- God help me.

My Lords,

it has become obvious that
Wolsey is severely compromised

and he no longer enjoys the affinity
he used to share with his Majesty.

The King is suspicious
of his first minister

and we should encourage
those suspicions.

- It is time to bring him down.
- Here is a pamphlet.

You see it mocks his period in
office as a time of pride, waste,

repression
and ineffectual policies.

It's ready for distribution.

- We shall call for the immediate
arrest of Wolsey and his agents,

the impounding
of all their papers

and a thorough examination
of his administration.

His corruption will be exposed
and treason guaranteed.

All that remains, Boleyn, is for
your daughter to prove to the King

that all his suspicions
are justified.

- And then...

the Cardinal will be naked to
his enemies.

- To England.
- To England.

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- Christ!
- Sorry. Sorry.

I'm sorry.
- Dog!

- In nomine Patris
et Filii et Spiritus Sancti.

Amen.

I declare this legatine court,

commissioned by his Holiness,
Pope Clement,

is now in session,

and all that is said here
is said under oath

and in the presence
of God Almighty.

I call upon his Majesty
to speak first

as to this matter.

- Your Eminences know well
what cause I have to be here.

It concerns some scruples
I have regarding my marriage,

which prick my conscience.

I have consulted widely to
discover the truth

and I have read in Leviticus

that it was against God's law,

and a sin, for me to
marry my brother's wife.

Your Eminences,

I am not the only one who questions
the validity of my marriage.

All of my bishops share my doubt

and they have signed a petition
to put the matter to question.

- My Lords, I tell you now,

I never signed my name to
any such document.

And if it appears there...

- The court has not invited
you to speak, your Grace...

- If it appears there
then Bishop Tunstall

wrote it without my consent!

- The King has the floor,
sit down sir. Sit!

- Well, well. I'm not going
to argue with you now.

After all you are but one man.

As for the main issue,
if I am asked

why I waited so long to bring
this question to trial,

I shall answer truthfully

that it was the great love that
I bore for her Majesty,

which prevented me doing so.

It is I myself who bare
all responsibility,

for my conscience,
which troubles and doubts me.

Gentlemen of the court,

I ask for one thing and
one thing only.

Justice.

- In a moment the court will
call upon the Queen's Majesty

to reply to
the King's statement.

But first I must tell the court

that the Queen has sought
through her advisers,

to question the competence of
this court to try her case.

Further she questions
the impartiality of her judges.

And finally, she contends
that this matter is already

in the hands of a higher
authority, namely the Pope

and therefore can
only be tried in Rome.

Now, as to the first matter,

Cardinal Campeggio and I
can confirm that we have

the necessary authorization
from his Holiness

to try this matter here.

Further, we reject
any notion of prejudice

on our part

and will continue to try
the case here

as we have been appointed.

So, I call upon her Majesty,
Queen Catherine,

to address the court.

- My Lord.

Sir.

I beseech you
for all the love

that has been between us,

let me have
justice and right,

give me some pity and compassion,
for I am a poor woman, and a stranger,

born out of
your dominion.

I have no friend here
and little counsel.

I flee to you as head
of justice in this realm.

I call God

and all the world to witness
that I have been to you a true,

humble and obedient wife,

ever comfortable
to your will and pleasure.

I have loved all those whom
you have loved, for your sake,

whether or not
I had cause,

whether they be
my friends or enemies.

By me you have
had many children,

although it has pleased God
to call them from this world.

But when you
had me at first,

I take God
as my judge!

I was a true maid,
without touch of man!

And whether or not it be true,

I put it to
your conscience.

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- Now what
is she doing?

- Catherine, Queen of England!

Come back into the court!

Come back into the court!

- Perhaps your Majesty should
turn back! You're being called.

- This court has no meaning for
me. Therefore I will not stay here.

- Catherine, Queen of England!

Come back into the court!

- She spits
in the face of papal law!

She holds
this court in contempt!

Your Majesty.