All language subtitles for Wolf Hall 2015 S01E05 Crows 720p BluRay HEVC x265 BONE.srt - eng(2)

Sir John.
- Majesty, welcome.

'Twas my hap, riding here.

It's never too late, you know.

You should marry again,
have another family.

Perhaps you'll find a bride
while you're here with us.

Francis Weston.

I believe your gentlemanly
touch is required.

Perhaps we should make a
noise. To wake him naturally.

Someone laugh?

Yes, do that, Tom.

I wasn't asleep.

Just resting my eyes.

This is no time to be shy.

Tell Cromwell what
Henry asked you.

He asked me if I would
look kindly on him.

If he wrote me a
poem, for instance.

I said I would.

Good.

But if he attempts
anything on your person...

Scream.

What if nobody comes?

Don't scream.

Pray.

Out loud.

Something that will appeal to His
Majesty's piety and sense of honour.

I'll get my prayer book.

I'm sure I can find
something that will fit the bill.

Thomas Cromwell!
Secretary to the King!

Show your colours!

Tell him to let us in before
I show his arse my boot.

Well...

How do I look?

That's why he
sent you, isn't it?

To see if I really am dying.

He used to call me his flower.

When my first son
was born, it was winter.

There were no blooms to be had.

He gave me six dozen roses.

Made of the purest white silk.

Over the years, I have given them to
those who have done me some service.

We...

Will you let the
Princess Mary visit me?

What harm can it do the king?

Chapuys has written
to the Lady Mary.

Saying that he could
get her out of the country.

Never.

I answer for it with my life.

What does Henry imagine?

Mary returning with an army,
touring about all his kingdom?

It's laughable.

I answer for her intentions
with my own person.

Your own person has
a lot to do, Madam.

Guaranteeing this, answering
for that, you can only die once.

And when I do,

I will set Henry an example

for when his own time comes.

Do you think about
the King's death a lot?

I think about his afterlife.

Ah.

How is Boleyn's daughter?

She lost the child, I'm told.

I know how that is.

Hmm.

She and the King have
hopes of another child soon.

Particular hope,

or general hope?

I thought she always
confided in you.

I do hope there is no rift.

Well, is she...

She said nothing still!

Of course, the wise woman says
nothing until she feels the quickening.

Yes.

She's been wrong before,

but yes.

Does the King know?

You should tell him, he
might knight you on the spot.

I suppose it's to be expected.

She was with the King
for much of the summer.

And when he wasn't with her,
he would write her love letters.

And sent them by the
hand of Harry Norris.

My lady, I must leave you.

But you are usually
such a good listener.

The window was open.

He was such an innocent.

What kind of monster
would do such a thing?

Perhaps he got up on
the ledge somehow, and...

And his paws slipped.

Paws slipped? Paws slipped?
- Get away, Mary!

No, yes, I've
re-baptised my fool.

Well...

The King's daughter is
almost a dwarf, isn't she?

The French'll have a
shock if they ever see her.

They'll have a shock.
- Yes.

I know they're trying for a match
between her and the Dauphin.

While my own daughter...

I told you to go to France
and negotiate her marriage.

But you said you were ill.
- I was ill.

You're never ill!

Unless you want to be!

And now the French
laugh behind my back.

The French never
intended a match.

It's as if my daughter
had never been born.

As if Katherine was still Queen.

As if I didn't exist.

I won't let them make
a royal match for Mary.

I want you to visit her.

Take one of your handsome
young men with you.

She's never had a
compliment in her life,

it shouldn't be
hard to seduce her.

You want me to compromise her?

Hmm.

Do it yourself if you
want. I heard she liked you.

All that's needed is for her to
make a fool of herself in public

so she loses her reputation.

No.

No? No?
- Shh!

What?

That's not my aim.

Those are not my methods.

I know you're talking
to the Seymours.

You think it's a secret.

But nothing is secret from me.

I can't believe you put your
money on such a bad risk.

There was a time, madam, that
you would listen to my advice.

Let me advise you now.

Drop your plans and schemes.

Put down the burden of them.

Keep yourself in quietness
until your child is born.

For Jane.

She's a distraction, that's all.

Let it run its course.

Pretend that you don't even see...
- He'll never abandon me!

Never!

Since my coronation,
there is a new England.

And it can't subsist without me.

I'm warning you.

Make terms with me, Cromwell.

Before my child is born.

I hear you're going to put all the
nuns and monks out on the road?

Monsieur Chapuys,

wherever my commissioners
go, they meet monks and nuns

who come to them
begging for their liberty.

And after the scandals
I've heard, I'm not surprised.

Monks selling broken meats
from the last supper to the poor.

Young novices being visited
in their beds by older monks.

They claim they're
living the vita apostolica,

but you didn't find the apostles
feeling each other's bollocks, did you?

Tell your master, I mean good
religion to increase, not wither...

I won't tell my master
lies, I tell him what I see!

And I see discontent.

I see famine before the spring.

You're buying corn from
the territories of the Emperor.

This trade could be stopped.

What could your master possibly
gain by starving my countrymen?

Well, he would gain this,

they would see how
evilly they are governed.

Henry begins by
mocking the Pope.

He will end up...

...embracing...

...the devil.

Eustache.

What's happened?

What is this?

I have news from Kimbolton.

Queen Katherine...

She has only one or two days
to live and I don't want to hurt her.

Thomas, I don't want her to die
alone without anyone who loves her.

And I'm afraid the
King won't let me go.

Will you let me go?

It will be a kindness to let her have
a visit from Ambassador Chapuys.

Why?

So he can entreat with
her more conveniently?

Her doctor suggests, madam, that
she will very soon be in her grave!

She'd fly out of
it, shroud flapping,

if she thought she
could cause me trouble.

Your Majesty,

the Emperor may
be a fond nephew,

but he won't keep up a
quarrel for a dead woman.

This could mean the end to
the threat of war, a new era.

Ambassador Chapuys...

Ambassador Chapuys has never
acknowledged my wife as Queen.

Until he is prepared to
bow before her publicly,

there will be no
diplomacy with that man.

At last, God...

Not before time.

She's very much looking forward
to seeing her younger brother.

Aren't you, dumpling?

And I share her impatience.

It has been a long enough wait.

I suppose we must expect
the country to mourn for her.

She was once given
the title of Queen.

Mistakenly.

Majesty...

Do you wish the body
brought to St Pauls?

We will lay her to
rest in Peterborough.

It will cost less.

She sent me a letter.

I don't want it. Get
rid of it, will you?

Richard Rich says the King
wants Katherine's plates and furs.

We tried to point out that if
she was never in fact his wife,

he has no right to her property.

Oh, he'll have the furs.

I commend unto you
our daughter, Mary.

Beseeching you to
be a good father to her.

And lastly,

I make this vow...

That mine eyes desire
you above all things.

If I had been with you, I
could've put you out of danger.

I'd have...beaten with
a... With a blanket!

Oh, thank goodness that you...

If I'd been here...
- Leave it!

Please, my husband.

I'm not harmed.
- My Lady.

Let me drink this.

Oh, this was a good piece.

Yes, what is it?

Water must be kept at hand.

And a woman appointed
on every rota to check that

all the lights are
being extinguished.

I can't imagine how
this could've happened!

First, this is a household
matter, and not within your remit.

Second, she was in no danger!

Third, I don't know who lit
the candle. Four, if I did...

I wouldn't tell you.

Five, no one else
will tell you, either.

If, as it may happen,

some person visits the
Queen after the lights are out,

then it is an event over
which we should draw a veil.

Some person...

Some person for the
purposes of arson,

or the purposes
of something else?

Lady Rochford...

Jane.

When the time comes to unburden
your conscience, don't go to a priest.

He'll give you penance.
I'll give you a reward.

How much does the lordship of
Ripon bring in to the Archbishop?

A little over £260, sir.

How much does
Southwell bring in?

A scant £150.

Hm! I thought it would be more.

Majesty.

In the tournament today...
- Hmm.

If you should run
against my son, Gregory,

will you forebear
to unhorse him?

If you can help it.

We can't help
what we do, really.

When you're thundering
down at a man, you can't chat.

It's a very rare event,
you know, Crumb,

to bring down your opponent.

If you're concerned about what
showing he'll make, you needn't be.

He's very able.

I don't really mind
what showing he makes.

I just don't want him to be...

...flattened.

You can't come.

Rafe is back.

I have to talk to him about
some abbeys he'd been surveying.

And there's my papers.

Richard will be
here to represent me.

This is my first joust.

The Vatican has given Henry
three months to return to obedience

or the bull of excommunication against
him will be distributed through Europe.

The Emperor's fleet is set for
Algiers with 40,000 armed men.

The Abbot of Fountains has been
systematically robbing his own treasury.

Parliament opens in a fortnight.

The King says you're
a credit to my house.

And you are.

Some years ago,
before you were born,

I met an old Portuguese
knight in Venice.

One of those men
who made a career of

riding to tournaments
throughout Europe.

I don't know, for
what it's worth,

he said the secret to jousting
was to sit easily in your saddle,

like you're going
out to take some air.

'Carry your lance loose
until the very last moment.

'And above all else,

'defeat your instincts to...

'...survive.'

Well, you're ready.

You look good.

Thank you.

A present.

You have to guess.

St Apollonia's teeth.
- No.

Teeth from the comb
of Mary Magdalene.

St Edmund's nail pairings.

Tip them in with the rest.

The man must
have had 500 fingers.

What else?

A prior at Maiden Bradley claims
he has a license under papal seal

allowing him to keep a whore.

Westminster Abbey bought
the bones of a dead elephant.

Now, tell me what
they want with...

Gregory.

It's the King, it's...

It's Henry.

He's dead.

Ah.

Tournament hadn't begun.

The King was running towards the
ring and the horse just went down.

No one was near.
No one to blame.

Master, if this is true...

Whoa, whoa.

If he is dead,

should we escape now
before they block the ports?

Fetch Fitzwilliam.

Move! Move!

Move! Move! Move!

Fetch a mirror to his lips!
- It was tried!

What do you mean,
leaving him lying here,

untouched by Christian hands!

By God, Cromwell,
you're a dead man!

My Lord Norfolk! My Lord
Norfolk! Where's the Queen?

On the floor.

Er, I told her myself.
My place to do it.

Well, she warned
you to be obedient.

Now she's regent,
your days are finished!

No! No! No! No
woman would be regent.

Me! Me!

Gregory...
- Brought the master treasurer!

Thank you. Thank you.

The Princess Mary. If she falls
into Boleyn hands, she's dead.

We have to get up country
before this news does!

Go fetch William. Go quickly!

Sir, Mary's keepers are Boleyns.
What if they won't yield her?

Then, she's dead.

If we let her fall into
the hands of the papists,

they'll set her up as
Queen, then I'm dead.

There'll be civil war.

I don't know how this could...

A woman cannot rule,
Cromwell! A woman cannot rule!

Oh, my God! Oh, my...

The King's breathing!
The King's breathing!

Long live the King!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! Come on!

Come on! There you
are! There you are!

There you are! Do you
see me? Do you see me?

That's it. That's it.

Long live the King!
- Move away! Let him breathe!

Let him breathe!
Let him breathe!

How many men can say, 'My
only friend is the King of England'?

You'd think I have everything.

But take Henry away...

I don't know, Crumb.

You're not without
support, you know?

Forgive my scepticism.

I mean, you would have support,

should you need it
against the Boleyns.

Well, why should I need that?

Queen and I are perfect friends.

Forgive my scepticism.

This support...

Sir Nicholas Carew
says he thinks...

...you're an easy
fellow to get on with.

Does he?

Perhaps...

Perhaps you
should dine with him.

What would have happened, Crom,

if the King had not recovered?

Anne would have
all to rule herself.

Though she'd have a
fight with her Uncle Norfolk.

Between the two of them,
which one would I back?

The lady, I think.

Let the lady be regent,

and the Boleyns will
walk on our backs.

And your head
will be on a spike.

But of course, that will
come to pass anyway,

if she gives Henry a son.

My Lord...

I pray,

the whole of England prays

that you will never joust again.

Why not geld me
while you're at it!

That would suit you,
wouldn't it, madam?

The child had the appearance of a
male, and of about 15 weeks' gestation.

What do you mean
'the appearance of'?

I only repeat the words of the doctor.
- Oh, get away with you, woman!

You've never given
birth! What do you know?

There should have been
a matron at her bedside!

But, oh, no.

You Boleyns must all crowd
in whenever disaster strikes.

I see that God will not
give me male children.

If a king cannot have a son...

If he cannot give
stability to his realm,

then it doesn't matter
what else he can do.

The victories.

For just laws.

For famous courts.

Nothing.

It seems, to me,

that I was dishonestly
led into this marriage.

How, dishonestly?

It seems to me I was seduced.

Practised upon.

Perhaps with charms...

With spells... Women
do such things.

And if that were so,

the marriage would
be null, wouldn't it?

He sent her a purse, the King.

Christ knows how much was in it.

What did she do?

She sent it back. And
the letter he sent with it.

Well, she didn't open it.

But before she returned
it, she kissed the seal.

Kissed it? What
genius possessed her?

Now Henry's walking around

talking about the
virtuous and chaste Jane.

What do you say to that?

The game's changed, Cromwell.

Now that Anne has failed again,

it's possible that Henry
may wish to remarry.

As long as the King holds
by the present Queen,

I will hold by her, too.

So you have no interest
of your own in this?

I represent the
King's interests.

That's what I am for.

My Lord Bishop, I hear
you're leaving us for France.

We shall miss you.

I went down to Putney.

Or to be accurate, I sent a
servant. I learnt things about you.

You've killed a man.

Not in this jurisdiction.

Do your worst, Stephen.

Put your men on the road,
lay out money, search Europe.

You'll not find any talent I
possess that England cannot use.

That lad you knifed
in Putney died.

You did well to run, Cromwell.

The family had a noose for you.

Your father bought them off.

What?

You see?

I know things about your
life you don't know yourself.

I am disturbing you?

Eustache.

No, I was just remembering...

Sit down.

The Cardinal used to tell
people that I was an orphan.

Or else that...

I don't know.

I was Irish. Recently
escaped from prison.

He said it was wise to
deceive others about your past,

even if there was
nothing to conceal.

But I was wondering whether
it's possible to deceive oneself.

About what?

Something you believed about

your life.

Who you are.

What you are.

You attended the funeral?

No, I refused to.

She was not buried as a queen.

I hear the concubine wore yellow
to celebrate Katherine's death.

She thought her passing
would change her position.

So it may, but perhaps
not in the way she thinks.

There's talk about
this Semour girl.

May I meet her?

And here I thought you'd
come just for my company.

The lady you refer
to is called Seymour.

And I am surprised you'd
take such an interest.

I would have thought
you were more interested

in which French
princess Henry will marry,

should he dissolve his
current arrangements.

Cromwell, you told
me that was a fairy tale.

You have expressed
yourself a friend of my master.

Tell me you won't
countenance a French match.

I have influence on
King Henry, Eustache.

But I do not claim
to govern him.

To succeed with Henry you
have to anticipate his desires.

But then,

if he changes his mind,

you stand out there.

Exposé, huh?

It's Anne you should fear.

She's desperate and dangerous.
Strike first before she strikes you.

Remember how she
brought down Wolsey.

Perhaps, you should
come to mass at court.

Cromwell? So you knew
this was going to happen.

After all this time avoiding her,
avoiding having to acknowledge her.

Well, this will get
back to the Emperor.

Let's hope he will understand.

It had to be done, Eustache.
- Why?

Princes do not think
as other men do.

Now that you've acknowledged
his second marriage,

now, if he likes...

...he can let it go.

And the Boleyns
closed around him?

Poor fellow.

Looked as if he was
being carried off by slavers.

He didn't know what country
he was going to wake up in.

No more do I.

Let's go.

Find a crust to gnaw on
somewhere. Leave him to it.

Cromwell?

My master, the Emperor,
hopes you will look kindly

on a Spanish match
for Princess Mary.

You presume too much, Chapuys.

Do not presume to know
my policy, Ambassador.

Oh, so, this was all a
bargaining tool, was it?

Your Majesty...

You bow to my wife, and
then you send me the bill?

I have not forgotten

how I helped your
master against the French.

He promised me territory.

Next thing I hear, he's
making a treaty with Francois!

The Emperor treats
me like an infant!

First he whips me, then he
pets me, then he whips me again.

Well, tell him I
am not an infant!

And tell him to keep out
of my family business!

First he tells me
how I should marry,

then he wants to show me how
to deal with my own daughter!

I demand a profound
and public apology!

I don't know what I am
supposed to apologise for.

I come here in good faith,

I am tricked into meeting
that creature face to face,

and then I'm attacked by Henry?

He wants my master. He needs my
master. And instead, he plays these games?

Please, peace. We
will do the apologising.

Let him cool down.
- Yes, but...

Never fear. We will keep the talks...
- Cromwell!

I know what you've done.

You have gone
too far in this matter.

You've made him
promises, haven't you?

Well, you have no authority!

You have put my
honour in jeopardy.

What do I expect?

What would a man like you
know about the honour of princes?

You've told them you have
the King in your pocket.

Don't deny it!

You would train me up,
like one of your boys?

Have me touch my cap when
you come down in the morning

and say, 'How do you, sir?'

Well, I really believe
you think you are the King

and I am the blacksmith's boy!

Don't you?

Don't you?

God preserve Your Majesty.

And now,

will you excuse me?

Cross your wrists.

Like this.

Get it in the water.

Keep your wrists crossed.

Confuses the pain.

I trust a lesson
has been learnt.

You are not a gentleman born.

You should not meddle in
affairs of those set above you.

His Majesty may be pleased
to bring you into his presence...

Come, Wolsey!

We are fetching you to hell!

And Beelzebub is
expecting you to supper!

But you should always
remember who it was

that placed you where
he could see you.

From now on,
remember who you serve.

I shall profit from this lesson.

I assure you, sir.

See you do.

And so, Majesty,
if it please you,

look favourably on the
Emperor's overtures.

We beg you.

For the sake of the realm
and the common weal.

Well, if it's for the good of
the common weal, then...

I shall begin negotiations
with Chapuys.

I suppose I must swallow any
personal insults I have received.

Other topics will not
be open for discussion.

The Emperor has discussed
Mary with his own counsellors.

He'd like her married
to his own relatives.

I will in no wise suffer
her to leave this country

until her behaviour to
me is as it should be.

Myself, I'd go up country,

and if she would
not sign the oath,

I'd beat her head against the
wall till it was soft as a baked apple.

Thank you for that,
My Lord Norfolk.

Her mother's death
is still raw with her.

I have no doubt that she will
see her duty in these next weeks.

Oh. How pleasing to hear
from you at last, Cromwell.

Are we to assume that this
newfound reticence of yours

relates to yesterday's events?

When His Majesty,
if I do recall correctly,

administered a
check to your ambition.

Thank you again,
My Lord Wiltshire.

There'll be no foreign
match for Mary.

That is final.

Will you walk with me?

I wish we would go
down to the wield one day.

Talk to the iron masters.

I've had various drawings,
mathematical drawings and advices

concerning how our ordinance
can be improved, but I...

I can't...

I can't make as much
of it as you would.

That's because...

Well...

Because you are
my right hand, sir.

So, shall we go down?

You and I.

Meet the charcoal burners.

Of course.

But not this summer, sir.

I think you'll be too busy.

Yeah.

I cannot live as I
have lived, Cromwell.

You must free me from it.

From Anne.

Perhaps she and Harry Percy...

They were good as
married, weren't they?

And if that won't run,
you know I was, erm...

I was on occasion with...

With Anne's sister, Mary.

Perhaps, having
been with kin so near...

Anyway.

I trust in your
discretion and your skill.

Be very secret.

Does not Mistress Seymour
have the tiniest hands?

Doesn't she have
the tiniest hands?

Does she not have the whitest throat?
- Shh.

Has she not the wettest
cunt you've ever groped?

All right, that's enough.

Cromwell's spies about.

They talk about the Queen.

'They'?

Weston. Brereton.
Sometimes Norris.

Go on.

The Queen needs to
conceive another child.

Quickly.

And they say that Henry cannot
be trusted to do the deed, so,

one of them has to step
in and do him a favour.

Have they come
to any conclusion?

Well, they wouldn't
really do it. None of them...

It's just talk.

So, do they come
to any conclusion?

I think it's every
man for himself.

Well, I'm sure you're right.

Sounds like idle talk.

I don't think it will be
necessary to use this.

But thank you, Rafe.

Trouble is, Thomas, the
King wants a new wife.

Fix him one.

I didn't.

And now I'm dead.