All language subtitles for The Spanish Princess 1x04 - The Battle for Harry.TBS.en-en

Previously, on "The Spanish Princess"...

If God has not graced you with child,

you are to return to Spain.

Are you to be a mother?

My condition is unclear.

Unless that girl is carrying an heir,

our alliance is in shreds.

God will have me wed Prince Harry.

It is forbidden.

Not if I'm a virgin,
if my marriage wasn't...

It was not consummated.

You were heard by Lady Pole.

If the truth is asked of
me, my answer will support

whatever keeps my conscience
and my head attached to my neck.

If you are still a maid, then,
Catherine, I can be your husband.

Lady Mother?

The child is coming early.

I will be with Arthur
before night falls.

If Harry marries her,
the Tudor line ends.

No more boys.

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The king is dead.

Why else would he miss
his own wife's funeral?

No one saw him at the abbey,
and they haven't seen him since.

God hates the bloody Tudors.

He's killing them, and punishing
the lot of us for their sins.

We know someone's mustering in France.

I've got my ideas on it.

But whoever it is, they're
forming a great army

to get a York back on the throne.

We heard they need men
here to join, and I say

the time is right...

You will tell my lady
the king's mother...

everything they said.

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Henry.

Henry...

it's been a month.

You need to eat,

and you need to bathe.

The people think that you're dead.

My spies tell me so.

The city is a tinderbox.

Not everything is neatly ordered

like your printed page, Mother.

The people fear you have abandoned them.

You must show them that
you're strong and well,

insist that our allies flush out

this faceless man who
musters against us in France.

And why is that Spanish girl still here?

She has no child.

We must come to terms with Spain

and what to do with her.

Harry wants to marry her.

- What?
- He wants to marry Catherine.

And people like a royal wedding.

I'll write to the pope for dispensation.

Harry cannot marry her.

She's his brother's wife. It's a sin.

She says she did not lie with Arthur.

Oh, she lay with him.
I know that for a fact.

These are lies, wicked lies.

You don't think your spies
tell you what you want to hear?

Arthur's dead.

Would you make him impotent as well?

The Tudors, unable to
produce a male heir?

We'll be called weak.

Henry.

I don't know how you
ever came to England

knowing you might never
see your mother again.

I know it sounds foolish,

but I'm afraid that she's...

that she's cold down there.

In Spain...

we have bullfights.

We call them "the
festival of the brave",

because the bull is sacred, a deity.

When I was small,

there was a bull of such
strength and courageous heart

that people came from
all over Spain to see him.

He was called El Rey.

The finest matador was
picked to fight him,

and in the ring, El Rey was gored

once, twice, three times...

but he did not go down.

The fight continued late into the night,

but El Rey wouldn't die.

As the sun came up,

the matador was so exhausted,

he had to be carried out.

But El Rey stood there,

broken and bleeding,

but for six days, he refused to die.

On the seventh day,
they summoned my mother,

and she pardoned him.

You are El Rey.

You are wounded,

but you remain standing.

Yes, I stand...

for you.

And soon, we will be husband and wife...

God willing.

You think he will marry her?

Shh! I've told you not to talk

about their marriage
until it is official.

Lord Stafford says that
the prince falls in love

with a different girl each week.

Perhaps Lord Stafford
speaks about himself.

He burns for me.

You said you had given him up, Rosa.

I want to, but I don't know how.

You are just tied up in
a big, fat knot, because...

Why is it a fat knot?

Whatever it is, you
are just tied up in it,

because when the Infanta marries Harry,

you'll have to wed an ugly Tudor
man or lose your place with her.

Oh, so will you, if any of the
English lords will still have you.

Uh, tell the Infanta I am on an errand.

Rosa!

Good to see you, too.

You may sit.

What news of His Grace, the king?

The king still mourns his queen.

- Parliament grows restless.
- Everyone does.

In my parish, there's open talk now

of supporting a York
claim, should it come.

- I've heard the same.
- Enough. The kin...

Uh, forgive me, my lady.

I was detained.

The king has such a mighty heart

that when it breaks, it
threatens to shatter the kingdom.

He will return from his grief,

but in the meantime, we
will appoint a regent.

Oh, finally, a plan.

So, who will it be?

Me.

Stafford, have three garrisons stationed

in the boroughs to quell any unrest.

Let us hear no more talk of Yorks.

And all of you will contact
any friends you have abroad

to discover the name of our tormentor

who's raising this
unholy army against us.

Then we'll press Spain for the gold...

Spain does nothing for us,

except send us a barren, lying harlot

and expect us to pick
up her laundry bills.

No, I will deal with
Spain and the princess.

My lady.

The king tells me you
have some devil's notion

that you will wed Prince Harry,

which is impossible, as
you are his brother's widow.

I am a maid.

Our marriage was not consumma...

Yes, it was.

I have eyes and ears all over England.

I know if someone sneezes in
Dorset or trips in Northumberland.

The boy who brought you your
firewood in Ludlow, he was mine,

as was the girl who scrubbed the floors.

Everything that happened
there came back to me.

Except the things they could not
see, unless they see through walls.

I admit...

there were some acts that we...

engaged in for our pleasure.

But Arthur couldn't...

I am a virgin, as I was
when I first came to England.

You, do you swim in the
same sin as your princess,

or will you tell the truth?

It is true, my lady.

You were married many months.

You ask me to believe that there were

no natural acts between man and wife?

It saddened both of us.

And all the time we wondered
if you were with child,

you said not a word.

I wanted to protect my husband's memory.

Then the queen died,
and there was no time

- for Harry and I to...
- Oh, get out.

Perhaps my lady has forgotten

we are within my rooms.

Get out. You and your Spanish
harem will leave my palace.

I am the Dowager Princess of Wales.

You cannot simply throw me out.

Yes, I can, and have.

The king will not allow it.

The king is indisposed, and I am regent,

which means that from
now, I am the king.

What have I done?

I've put us on the streets.

We have nowhere to live.

For now.

The king told her you
were to marry Harry,

which means that he does not oppose it.

Lady Margaret's anger is a
sign that you are winning.

She has drawn her
sharpest sword, Highness,

and here you are,

unbloodied and alive.

I cannot ask Prince
Harry to speak out for me

while he and his father are grieving.

It would be unseemly.

Let me ask at court about
a place for us to stay.

In every battle comes a moment

when you think that you're beaten.

It is he who continues
the attack who wins,

and we always win.

Hey hey!

Right. Better that.

Let me show you how to throw.

Harry, may I have a moment?

Yes, of course, Lady Grandmother.

There is a rumor that this Spanish widow

has set her sights on you,

which is, of course, unthinkable.

We cannot let so valuable
a princess go to waste.

We need the Spanish treaty.

If we don't keep her,
France will grab her,

and then fat King Louis would have

all that Spanish gold to use against us

or to push me from my throne,

when I inherit it from Father.

It may be Louis who
musters men against us.

"If a man shall take his brother's wife,

"it is an unclean thing,

and they will be childless". Leviticus.

"If brethren dwell together
and one of them die

"with no child, the wife of the
dead shall not marry a stranger,

"her husband's brother
shall take her as a wife

and perform the duty of
a husband". Deuteronomy.

No.

I mean, I...

I'm happy that you know your scriptures,

but there are better choices for you.

There are other princesses to wed.

There weren't for Arthur.

The Spanish alliance was our Holy Grail.

- Has something changed?
- Mm, she is bespoiled.

She has lied to you.

You don't think I would
know it if she had?

Or do you think your intellect
is sharper than my own?

No, of course not. It...

Well, then we are agreed.

You see there, Lady Grandmother,

sometimes different roads
can lead to the same castle.

Lord Thomas.

Lady de Cardones.

How may I be of service?

The Infanta and her retinue

wish to find lodgings
outside of the palace.

Oh, dear.

Uh, well, I can inquire
about apartments,

but I assume you will soon
be sailing back to Spain?

We are staying here in London.

Ah. Well...

in that case, Durham House will suffice.

It's on the Strand, owned by the church.

Foreign dignitaries have
stayed there during visits,

so the Infanta will be right at home.

Fresh fish!

The Infanta not go back to
Spain if her husband be dead now?

It is not up to us to decide.

Good. It's small and easy to guard.

The Infanta will hate it.

Then we live here.

We marry.

I carry you,

just like I did when you were ill.

We have the babies here.

The baby Saalik...

and the baby Roushana.

Don't you mean baby Magdalena?

Ah? S�.

Beb� Saalik and beb� Magdalena.

Oh, Maggie.

Uncle Richard.

Your Grace,

Sir Richard Pole and
Lady Margaret are here.

Your Grace, we are deeply
sorry for your loss,

and we share it.

I loved her as you did, Your Grace.

Lizzie and I were...

When all is said and
done, she was my cousin,

and I am broken at her passing.

Tell me, Lady Pole...

are these the robes of your confessor?

Seek an audience with your priest.

You will find no absolution here.

If you had not so distressed
her in her final hours,

she might still be with...

Aunt Maggie, Pole, I heard
you had returned to us.

We are sorry for your loss.

We feel it deeply,

but, uh, summer is ahead,

and I hope my marriage will
provide warmth and cheer

to England when she so badly needs it.

Marriage?

I am to marry Catherine,

secure our treaty with Queen Isabella,

and then produce an heir so we
may have succession and stability.

But...

is it agreed?

Why else would I say it?

Congratulations, Your Grace.

The wedding will be set for June.

If we can assist with the
preparations in any way.

And we will be, uh, sure to
congratulate the princess.

That will prove difficult.

It seems my lady grandmother
has risen above her station

and sent her from the palace.

Please do as your grandmother sees fit.

We have pain enough
without having a family war.

Of course, Father.

But nothing need prevent you writing

for the papal dispensation
when you see fit.

Attend to Meg, Lady Pole.

She is soon to leave for Scotland

and needs a mother's
help before she goes.

She has been denied that...

so you will have to suffice.

Do you see now how destinies are
only meant for men in England?

No, Meg, never think it or believe it,

or it will become the truth.

You must hold your
courage and your strength

and fight for what you want.

Safe travels north.

I hear it's even colder there than here.

It's colder there than everywhere.

Meg, your father has asked me

to ready you for your departure.

Did you know that Catherine has been

thrown out of the
palace by my grandmother?

I'm not sure that's
any business of mine.

Come.

She's gone, the Spanish girl.

I take it that no letter has
been written to the pope as yet?

Every time I open my eyes,

I learn the lack of Lizzie over again...

and hear the words she
spoke upon her deathbed.

And what were they, Henry?

What is this?

From the emperor?

How long have you had this?

Tell them to take my
things inside quickly.

R�pido!

It's just talk.

We have had 15 years of peace.

No one would now turn
their coats to York

to wade through blood again.

My lady.

I've learned the name of our tormenter,

the phantom challenger
raising men in France.

Edmund de la Pool,

your own wife's cousin.

May I see?

De la Pool?

My wife has had no contact with him.

It appears that he is being sheltered

by the Holy Roman Emperor
Maximillian himself,

who will not hand him over,

despite the king's
entreaties that he should,

because Maximillian fears
that we would kill the rat.

Of course we would, the
last York heir standing.

We must build our armies to
withstand a York invasion.

An assault against the throne,

backed by the wealth
of the Hapsburg empire.

My lady, the treasury is depleted,

and our war chests are empty.

I'm sure you all know Edmund Dudley,

who has served the
city as a gifted lawyer

and is now the Speaker
of the House of Commons.

He shows his loyalty
by offering his services

to find ways to fill our coffers.

There are places to cut spending,

but that alone will not yield
the kind of revenue that we need.

We will raise the taxes
on the most popular items,

like wool and leather,

and we shall create new fines

for things like dogs in church,

singing in the street,
and impersonating the king.

All ideas that will be effective

at stirring resentment on the streets.

If it's soldiers that we need,

why not begin by conscripting those

who came here with the Spanish princess,

in lieu of half the
dowry that was never paid?

Not in lieu, in part
payment, and a small part.

Thank you.

It will do...

quite well.

No, don't put them on display.

I will guard you, Highness.

We are very near the street.

Will people say I am unwanted

and have been sent away in disgrace?

They will say the king's
mother is a battle-ax,

and they will love you even more.

You are right.

I will trust to God that
this is all within His plan

and that Harry will soon come to me

and Lady Margaret will
find husbands for you both.

The Scots king wants us

to wear matching white
damask for the wedding.

I hope he does not expect us

to match every day, like demented twins.

Did you ever see your
mother's wedding dress?

Red, for war.

Your grandmother wanted to
tear it off her with her teeth.

Would you find it for me?

We could use it for
a red trim to my own.

I'm honoring my mother.

Aunt Maggie,

will it hurt,

after the wedding?

The night?

I will tell you

what your Aunt Cecily told
me on my wedding night.

It hurts a little at first.

Then it feels quite nice.

You will be here when it
comes time for me to leave?

I wouldn't miss it for all
the heather in Scotland.

Enter.

Your cousin Edmund is in Flanders

marshaling men against the king.

Well, I-I have not seen or
spoken to him in over a year.

Thank God. If he contacts you,

you must tell the king at once.

His Grace is stricken,

and his mother would
make enemies of us all.

Look how she banished
Princess Catherine,

even though Harry
lays claim to her hand.

Yes.

No one is safe.

Your Grace.

Good evening, ladies.

Forgive me. I...

just happened to be passing.

You were at court when I
was sent away, were you not?

My father didn't want me to make a fuss.

Grandmother is a curmudgeon,

but, uh, she will come around.

This is a curious hour
to visit, Your Grace.

I was preparing to bathe.

Well, don't let me stop you.

Well, it is cozy here.

The furnishings are cheap and shoddy.

It is beneath my station.

There was a brawl in the street.

Yes, well, it's lively.

I got into a scrap just
around the corner from here,

and when the fellow realized who I was,

he, uh... he wet his drawers.

You won't be here for long, Catherine.

Only for as long as the king
wishes to sit in his dark room.

We are all sitting in the dark.

All of us must wait.

Very well, my lord.

Welcome back, my lord.

Bring him water.

My lord.

What kept you out so late?

There was a privy council meeting,

You should have been there.

You have not placed her
out of my reach, you know.

The future of this kingdom rests on you.

You must be at every meeting.

I'm disinclined to do your bidding

when it risks this country's future.

How do you think Queen
Isabella will react

when she learns her daughter
is treated like an outcast?

I simply sought to save her reputation.

She cannot be here in the palace

with so many men around when she is...

Shining far more brightly than you do.

It is unseemly.

Until this awkward question is resolved,

the princess must live
far from the court.

I think you would have
her rot on the Strand.

Don't be ridiculous.

Durham House is perfectly adequate.

She expects her luxuries.

Your brother's death robs
her of her entitlements,

so now she comes to you instead.

My handsome boy, you are my prodigy,

my stupor mundi.

You haven't been yourself
since your mother's death.

I'm afraid you're vulnerable...

and this girl sees it.

It's late.

You should rest, Lady Grandmother.

Her husband die, and
now she take his brother?

What game does she play?

What makes you think it's a game?

You play a game as well?

No. Uh...

but I came here to say

what happened between us,

it cannot ever...

Because you like the gold plates?

You heard the Infanta.

I have a duty to my
parents and to Catherine.

So there will be no more...

or...

this.

Oh!

Bless you, my lady.

Bless you, my lady.

Bless you, Princess.

Come on. We're going hunting.

Shh. Wait.

There.

No, hold back.

You'll scare them, and
they'll break too soon.

That bird was young, easy sport for you.

Maybe that's how you prefer it.

Not at all.

If it doesn't have a
full fighting chance,

then there is no test of skill.

And you are skilled, aren't you?

Should we... Should we ride back?

How are you finding the gelding?

He is very fine.

I should dearly love a stallion as this.

Oh, you would like him as a gift?

It will be a marvelous gift,

were you to offer him.

You don't have anywhere to
keep him on the Strand, do you?

So I suppose that's another target
for you to set your sights on.

Now we have four birds each.

We are equal.

Highness.

"The pope would have
to grant a dispensation

if you were to wed Prince Harry.

Do you have one?

I imagine not.

So take your widow's
jointure, and return to Spain.

By my hand, your mother, the queen".

I'm not coming home!

That will not be my fate!

I will be queen of England!

You sent for me, my lady?

I did, yes.

Come in, child. Sit with me.

This is a new vintage.

We can try it together.

I expect your husband's told you

that your cousin is a
traitor to the crown.

- I have had no contact with him.
- I know.

He's been rabble-rousing
against our house for years.

But I'm prattling.

I find these newer spices
rather hard on the stomach,

but you must try one of these little
orange things covered in sugar.

They come from Italy, but
they're none the worse for that.

Thank you.

The Infanta,

Meg tells me you don't like her.

It is difficult for me to like her,

given what was done to bring her here.

The sugar gets everywhere.

You dined with her and Arthur

every night at Ludlow, didn't you?

And he was conducted nightly
to her room, as I instructed?

We made sure that he was.

So they were married
both in word and deed,

happy in the marriage bed?

I did not go inside.

We granted them their privacy.

But we can agree that they were lovers.

I cannot say.

I did not bear witness to it.

Well, her confessor tells me

that you helped her
ladies with the linen.

Were there any signs upon the sheets?

Oh, come on.

You're a married woman.
Don't let's be coy.

I have told you all that I observed.

All that you observed?

All that you've fabricated
since my grandson's death.

You and that harlot and her
painted lady will be our downfall.

If she seduces Harry and
marries him upon this lie,

it is a sin against the Lord, our
God, and you will burn in Hell!

Your cousin was a traitor.
Are you one as well?

I am an honest woman, which
is more than can be said

for half the people in this palace.

I have told you all that I
know, and that is all I will say.

You will leave this palace,

and you will never be
admitted here again.

Guards!

Lady Pole is barred entrance

from any royal residence
from this day forth!

Get her out!

Come to the tavern tonight.

Maybe I will let you hold my hand.

I can't.

The Infanta is at Mass.

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Speak English.

My Spanish tongue offends you?

Or perhaps today it's my Muslim heart?

I have a duty.

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At least I will sleep
in a bed in a castle,

not a barn with horses.

I am called to Westminster
to join Tudor army.

Oviedo, please.

What do you want from me?

I want you to say yes.

Would it really have been so hard
to have given her what she wanted?

She is poison, and it
hurts me to give in to her.

It would have kept our family safe.

Your horse, my lady.

Are you not coming with me?

I have duties for the king,

and I need to try and mend
the damage you've done.

Godspeed to Stourton.

Where are we?

This is the wrong way.

We're going the wrong way!

Who are you?

Guards!

Stop him!

- Go! Come on!
- Guards! Guards!

In there.

No, this is a house of
sickness, I cannot go in.

I will not!

Tell Margaret Beaufort she
will not get away with this.

Edmund.

It's been too long, Cousin Maggie.

I'm sorry about the disguise,

but the Tudors mean to have my head.

It is true, then.

You would take the Tudor crown.

And I need your help.

You must visit each
of our cousins in turn,

all those still loyal
to the house of York,

and speak to them in person, no letters.

- Tell them I must bring...
- I will tell them nothing.

I have children I would
like to see grow old.

Maggie, our family ruled this land

long before Henry Tudor
stole the crown from us.

It is your birthright as a Plantagenet.

My birthright is a diet
of betrayal and of grief.

I am sick of others asking me to
risk my life for their political gain.

You think I cannot overturn the Tudors?

Just because you think
your cause is the right one,

it doesn't make you
any different from them.

Then you're against me.

I am neither for nor
against you, cousin.

I wish only to be left in peace.

Don't contact me again, Edmund.

May God have mercy on you.

My wedding dress is finished, Father,

so I will be leaving.

I had the seamstress sew in red trim

from my lady mother's wedding dress.

You do understand why you're here?

Yes, my lady. We are for...

English army.

Yes, conscripted, which means you serve

the king of England
now, not the Infanta.

I've seen you speaking with my grandson.

I hear you're a gifted crossbowman.

It is prince who has the gifts,

sharp eye, brave heart, quick...

But he have other things to learn.

For example?

He doesn't know when to give up?

I've been studying Spanish.

I thought it might come in useful,

and it has, as I've
understood your impertinence.

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You have wisdom for a soldier.

I watch and listen.

Do you, indeed?

Perhaps you could
watch and listen for me

in places where I cannot.

How could Aunt Maggie not be here?

She promised that she would.

Meg!

Don't go, Meggie.

Is it a very long ride?

Yes, long and bumpy and cold.

I'm only here to make
sure you're really going.

One day, you'll visit,

and I'll make you eat sheep's stomach.

What is it?

Don't let anyone poison
you against your own heart.

Go well, Scrapper.

All hail the king!

God go with you, Meg.

Be strong for England,

and be happy for yourself,

my queen of Scotland.

Guard her well, Thomas.

With my life, Your Grace.

Now, we look to the future.

Tonight, we shall have a feast...

a celebration, even.

Highness, they sent you back Dominus,

and there is a letter from the king.

I am invited to the palace
to dine this evening.

The king has something to announce.

His Royal Highness, the king!

Please, be seated.

Please, sit down.

Grief is an ocean...

that drowns everything...

breath, appetite...

even faith.

I have been away from you,

beneath the ocean...

searching for something to cling to...

and I have found it...

England.

She is the finest
kingdom in all of Europe,

and I will stop at
nothing to keep her safe.

And I can think of
no better way to do so

than with a royal marriage,

a treaty of flesh and blood

that will make the rest of Christendom

bow to us...

and not just for a generation...

but for generations to come.

As my wife died...

she made one last request of me.

And I have wrestled with her request...

and I have decided that I will honor it.

I will take Princess Catherine
of Aragon to be my wife.

To a nursery full of sons.

A nursery full of sons.

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