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-So, what do you think?

-Oh, I don't know what to say.

I-- I love it.

-Uh, no.

No.

It's for, um-- Iz-- Izzy.

It's her 18th and I wanted to
get her something sp-special.

I-- Didn't I mention that?

Abigail, I'm so sorry.

I really thought--
You're joking.

Very funny.

Totally useless, eh?

This bloody comedian.

-Thank you, sir.

-Yeah, give it back.

-Your Majesty.

Your sister, Princess about
would like to see you.

-Uh, no.
I-- I have to finish this.

-It's very important.

-Yeah, state businesses.

Look, I'll catch up
with her later, OK?

-Course, sir.

-Anyway.

Uh, we, uh-- We should--

-Yeah.

-Maybe if you rang in advance, I
might be able to pencil you in.

-Are you kidding?

-I'll make sure he sees you
as soon as he's free, ma'am.

-God!

Everything about this place
is just so totally fake.

-Ma'am.

Just a minute, ma'am.

-Shut up!

I tried my brother, but
he's far too important

these days, so
you'll have to do.

-Your Royal Highness?

-You cut my friends
off the list.

-Uh, yes, ma'am.

Only a few.

I'm sorry.

How many would you
like me to reinstate?

-Stop that!

My birthday list has helped
me see how things really are.

-All right.

Well, how can I help?

-In just under 36
hours, I'm supposed

to become a fully paid up
member of this little club.

But you know what?

I don't like what it stands
for, I don't like what it does,

I don't like what it's
trying to make me become.

So you tell my brother that
I'm handing back the keys.

My HRH.

I don't want it any more.

And here, you can
have it in writing.

-All right.

Very well.

They'll get on with it
as soon as they can.

[THEME MUSIC]

-You're sacking me?

-Absolutely not.

No.
No one's being sacked.

-Well, you said the
princess doesn't

want me to work for her anymore.

-No one's being sacked.

It's just time for a change.

A change of, um-- of direction.

And, as sometimes
happens, not everyone

can fit in to that new plan.

-But we're so close.

She cried and I held her hand.

We had a connection.

-Right.

-Can I see her?

-No.

-Why not?

-Let's talk about
what opportunities

that we can now offer you.

-She won't see me?

I get it.

-Natalie.

-I get it.

-She's done it before.

I'm sure she'll do it again.

It's part of the package.

-Do we tell the king?

-No.

No, he doesn't need
to know about this.

I'll put some of the
names back on the list.

The ones that won't throw
up in the Ming vases.

That should do the trick.

I'll, um-- I'll let you get on.

-Hello.

Uh, those are the
letters, the memos,

and an itinerary for
your trip tomorrow.

-Thank you.

-And, uh, Major Brooks called.

About 10 times.

Tongues will wag.

-Yes.

Thank you, Lucy.

[PHONE RINGING]

-Nothing, nothing, nothing!

-About what?

-Me renouncing my HRH.

I told Ian to make
an announcement.

-Aw, Iz.

Chill.

-I don't want to chill, George.

I just wanna be taken seriously.

-Join the queue.

-It's different with you.

-Is it?

I spent most of my
life being patronized

and treated like a prized plum.

-Because you are, George.

No offense, I--

-Yeah.

Because of course, I haven't
thought any of this through.

I mean, giving up your HRH?

Are you insane?

What are you gonna live off?

What are you gonna do?

-Get a job.

Be a real person.

-Yeah.

You might wanna try that.

Actually, I can
just see you working

behind the tiller of
whatever they're called.

Some supermarket.

-Least I wouldn't
be pissing my life

away at other people's expense.

-Izzy.

You have got to stop
reading "The Guardian."

-So come on.

Tell us.

-I can't.

We just-- We've had
a tiff, that's all.

-Uh, you don't have tiffs
with Princess Eleanor.

Not without losing
a leg or something.

-I thought you said you
two were inseparable.

You said you were
like soul mates.

Like looking in a mirror.

-Yeah, we were.

We are.

-Right.

So what's happened?

-You mix up her
Armani with the Dior?

-Actually, I know too much.

Yeah.

I know her secrets, and
they can't stand that.

You get too close, and
you become a danger.

-And the Oscar goes to!

-I'd like to thank the
princess, me mother, our kid.

Ruby.

-You don't know what
you're talking about.

You don't know anything.

I'm off.

-Listen, listen, listen.

Vals.

So, I've got you a
seat opposite me,

and there's security looking
out for people filming,

so you have to be
careful with it, yeah?

So none of that.

And just, like, just-- just
be smart about it, Vals.

You know.

-Yeah, course.

-So I'll do my speech.

And just don't get
too wankered, Vals.

Just-- I just need
you straight for this.

It's important.

-Oh, hi.

You look so good.

-Hi.

-Hey.

Uh, you've been ringing me and
I've been brushed off my feet.

You OK?

-Yeah.

Yeah.

Actually, there was something
I wanted to talk to you about,

but, um, now's not the time.

-OK.

-You look as though, uh--

-Well, I'm just waiting
for the king, so.

-Yeah.

Right.

Sorry.

I know about your book.

-And on this, the eve of my
becoming an adult, I cannot,

in all conscience, I will
not continue to be part

of and support an institution
I no longer believe in.

An-- An institution that seems
to have no place in a world

striving to offer
equality for all

whilst it cocoons itself in
a-- a bubble of privilege,

prejudice, and primogeniture.

The monarchy is--
it's out of date.

It's out of touch.

Which is why I, and any right
thinking person in this country

today, should
seriously ask, is it

not time that the United
Kingdom became a republic?

[CHEERING]

-Well, she did like
the DJ, apparently.

Do we know who filmed this?

And where is Princess Isabel?

-We've been trying to
get in touch with her

since she left the
palace last night, sir.

Her mobile's switched off.

We'll keep trying.

As soon as she
answers, security will

be able to get a
rough fix on her.

-Anything else?

-I've heard calls from
all the nationals,

ITN, Sky News, BBC, Al Jazeera.

It's feeding time at the zoo.

-We don't comment?

-Absolutely not, sir.

-Well, I shouldn't have--
Did anyone see this coming?

Did I-- Did we do anything
to-- Abby, what do you think?

-I think you need
to talk to her, sir.

She listens to you.

-Mm.

OK.

Well, thank you.

Hey, well, that's
Princess Isabel for you.

Keeping us all real.

-An-- An institution that
seems to have no place

in-- in a world striving
to offer equality

for all while it
cocoons itself--

-There, Iz?

You saw that, when I
zoomed in on striving

for equality for all?

I totally think that
pinged it right up.

-Do you know what
I've just thought?

They will come for me.

They are gonna find me.

They'll get you too.

They've got spies and shit.

-What are they gonna do?

-And will the palace
comment on it?

-I doubt it, ma'am.

It's definitely her,
and it's recorded.

Hard to deny it, really.

-Well, we should say something
to make us look supportive.

-I thought of some quotes
for tonight's standard.

Yes, she may have a point about
the sexism of the Constitution,

but this is not the way to
air, et cetera, et cetera.

-Yes.

Well done.

But that's obvious stuff.

There's a much better angle, if
only we can properly place it.

For example, who
wrote the speech?

-Well, I'm presuming the
princess wrote it, ma'am.

-Oh God, no.

Major Brooks.

We know the princess wrote it.

That pain in the ass teenager
in every chippy whine.

I'm suggesting that we
get the papers to ask

if somebody else
might have written it.

Let's say, the king
might have written it.

-Right.

Words he couldn't say
himself, so he got her to.

I.e., his way of saying
he'd like you to take over.

-Got there in the end.

[RINGING]

-Excuse me.

-Abigail again, I take it.

Why does she keep ringing you?

-I have no idea.

-It's irritating.

I'm sorry, ma'am.

You see how annoying it is
when you ring, and ring,

and ring and the other person
just never gets back to you.

-How'd you know?

-I took a copy
from your computer.

-You broke into my apartment?

Simon--
-Woah, woah, woah!

You're not gonna get all
indignant on me, are you?

Because I sort of thought
that my territory,

you know, the, "how
could you" stuff?

-I know how you feel.

How you feel for him,
and where that puts me.

-I can't talk here.

[MUSIC PLAYING]

[RINGING]

-So what are you gonna do?

-I don't know.

What would you do?

-Simon, it's just
something I toyed

with while he was
the Prince of Wales.

I'm not writing it now.

I'm not interested in
anything like that,

and I don't know what you
think it says about you.

I mean that's--
that's just crazy.

Simon.

Don't tell him.

Please?

[KNOCKING]

-Sorry.

Sorry.

Don't want to get in the way.

Um, but the King wants you.

-Have you, uh, seen Nat?

-Why, what she's done now?

-Oh, nothing.

And I mean nothing.

All her stuff's
still in her locker,

but the Princess has
got a new dresser

and no one's seen her
for ages, and I rang

and her phone is dead.

Well maybe she right,
maybe she knew stuff.

-This is one paper.

-But it's the first.

It's nonsense, of course, but
it's a superb story for them

and tomorrow's
papers will follow.

-Well, so we starve
them of oxygen.

If I issue any
kind of rebuttal--

-You're fueling it.

You ignore them,
you're fueling it.

-Turn on ITO now.

IAN: Oh, great.

NEWS ANCHORMAN:
So far, the palace

has failed to make a statement
regarding the Princess'

comments at her birthday party.

At one stage, the
Princess stumbled

as she attempted to
evade a photographer.

As she got to her feet, she
held the palm of her hand

up to a news camera
to reveal the word,

"imposter" clearly
written across it.

-Why is she doing this to us?

I mean she looks like
she's completely lost it.

-Sir, with the utmost respect,
I think that may be the case.

-What do you mean?

-Sir, it looks to
me, and I suspect

it looks to a lot of
people, as if she's

having some sort of breakdown.

-We know she's had some
drug problems in the past,

and her drinking
seems a lot heavier.

Maybe-- Maybe a
statement to that affect.

Focusing more on that might
take the heat off what she said.

-You want me to
say that she's mad?

-No.

-She's mad for saying
this is all ludicrous.

Really?

She's a scared and
confused little girl

who needs our support, and,
you know, she's my sister,

and where in the
bloody hell is Abigail?

-Right here, sir.

Sorry.

-They want me to release a
statement saying that Izzy's

having a breakdown and
that she's lost the plot.

-Right.

-Right now--

-Lost the plot?

-Right now, Princess
Isabel is a liability

to herself and to you, sir.

She needs to realize that her
actions have consequences.

It's a smack on the wrist.

-We give her an excuse
for her actions.

We give you a chance
to kill the story.

-Sir, I am not trying
to hurt the princess.

I'm trying to
protect all of you.

-You need to speak to
her before you release

any kind of statement or we
don't know what she would do.

-Sir.

Princess Isabel's reactions
we could deal with,

but we need to act decisively
if we have to scotch this story.

-If this turns into
a national debate,

it could jeopardize everything.
[KNOCKING]

-Yeah.

Peter.

-She left the bar in a cab and
got out at Battersea, which

correlates with the
mobile call you made.

Unfortunately, we can only
narrow it down to about one

of 20 streets.

-So she's in someone's house.

Then someone must know.

-Yes, sir.

And we'll find her,
but it takes time.

-Yeah.

-Sir.

I've taken the liberty
of preparing this.

Now, if we want to make the
first edition, we need t--

-Hold on.

[PHONE RINGING]

-Izzy.

It's me.

Listen.

Uh-- Uh, just call me as
soon as you pick this up.

Lots of love.

[PHONE RINGING]

ABBY (ON PHONE):
Hi, Simon, it's me.

Um.

Well, uh, just wanted to
see how you were, really,

and um, if you wanted
to talk, so call me.

Any time.

-This should just make
the first editions.

Good night, sir.

-Iz.

Iz.

Izzy.

Wake up.

-What?

What?

That's ridiculous.

-I know.

-Vals, I'm not mad.

-I know you're not mad.

-Shit.

I told you they'd come for me.

Have you got your phone?

They think I've lost it.

They're the ones who are
gonna bloody lose it.

-Amuse the world.

-At the moment.

Although she'll to
the highest bidder,

she says she'll need
the money if she's

to come off the civil list.

-There's always the risk
she'd turn to the press.

-And what's the story?

-Why she isn't mad, but
why all her family are.

It's an expose.

Every tiny detail.

Color of your underwear.

You name it.

-We should've-- I
should've spoken

to her before I
released a statement.

You were right.

And now she's got us all
running around in circles.

I don't know why-- Why
do I listen to you two?

-I stand by my concerns
about the princess, sir.

-Yeah, yeah.

I bet you do, what with
your medical training

and degree in psychiatry.

I can't believe anyone
would ever bloody doubt you!

Damn it!

[KNOCKING]

-We found her.

-It was dark, so she
couldn't be sure,

but there was a fan parked
outside the cold store.

-Bastards.

-And she only got a fleeting
glimpse as they stuck her in,

but she swears it was
Nat in between two

guys in black suits.

-Oh no.

She knew too much, didn't she?

She knew too much.

-It's bizarre, because
I've always thought of Izzy

as a sort of art history,
sociology sort of a girl.

Who would've thought she
actually had a brain?

-Indeed.

-But it's getting tiresome now.

All this stuff about republics.

It's becoming a
liability to me as well.

She needs to be quiet, and now.

Any ideas?

-Well, nobody can find her.

I mean, I-- We can't risk
playing with the press again,

and what with them keeping
tabs on the people--

-Yes, I know all that.

It's all a bit above
your station, isn't it?

Hm?

Well, I'll go and sort it
out all by myself then.

Thanks.

Brilliant.

-Ma'am.

-Look, I-- I won't tell anybody.

OK?

I just read the book and
I-- I was-- I was shocked.

You know.

A bit disappointed.

I won't tell anybody.

According with these people.

You know, you-- you work
here too long and you

start thinking and behaving in--

-Yeah.

-This stuff Princess
Isabel's saying,

it's quite close
to the bone, eh?

-Yeah.

-You know, I really can't work
out if Princess Eleanor is just

in one of her moods, or
I'm just being paranoid,

or-- how about we just quit?

-We quit?

-Yeah.

Just leave.

Set up together, public
relations or something.

I mean the shed-loads of
money in corporate PR.

-Thomas Brooks.

What do you think, sounds so
old money, don't you think?

We could-- could write the
rest of the book together.

I've got stuff on The Princess
that will make your ears bleed.

What do you say?

-Yeah.

Yeah, sure.

Why not?

-Yeah, right.

-What?

I just-- Look, you surprised me.

-No, don't

-No, it-- it could work.

I haven't thought
about it, but maybe00

-Abby, please.

Don't pity me.

God, woman!

-I wasn't!

-You know, because if
I'm wasting my time here,

ad you're just going to
humor me, then you know--

-I am not!

-Then I will go
to the King and I

will tell him what
you've done, yes?

-No!

Simon!

No!

-Is she here?

-Majesty.

Yes, she's-- Izzy!

-Mummy?

-This, um-- this
business with Izzy.

It-- it's upsetting.

What can I do for you?

-Actually, it was Izzy I
wanted to talk to you about.

-Really?

I'm struggling to
see how you could use

her misfortune to
your advantage.

-Oh, God.

You've got to stop her.

Rich is just,
being soft on Izzy.

-And I'm not?

-Well, you know what
this family needs.

She's getting dangerous, mummy.

She needs you to control her.

-I mean, you did what you
did because you had to.

That's the problem, Rich.

What it does to us,
what it takes from us.

It's ironic, actually, because
everyone thinks we have

everything but, actually,
we have nothing.

We have nothing, we have nothing
of any value because it steals

our choices and our
purpose and our reality.

I mean, haven't you ever
wanted to just walk into room

and know that people like you
because you're nice, Rich?

And you are, you're really nice.

All because you're a laugh,
and you're really funny,

and you are funny.

But--

RICH: Oh, Izzy.

-They just like you
because of your family.

I mean, haven't you ever
just been desperate?

Like, really desperate
to be denied stuff,

and just to be told to shut
up and just make mistakes,

and learn hard lessons,
and be friends with who you

want to be friends
with, and love.

Just love who you really,
really want to love.

That's all I ever wanted.

-Jenny from F divisions said
that Nat went into Princess

Eleanor's apartment
one night and saw her.

-What?

-In the act.

-I don't think The
Princess ever did it.

-But then I spoke to
Billy from the west gate,

and he said it was
much worse than that.

-He-- worse?

RUBY: Nat was there, too.

-No.

-You don't know half of it.

-What?

It's true?

-Oh, it's more than true.

If I tell you, I could be
putting you in danger too.

Come and see me later.

-Tomorrow's papers will all
lead with the same story

about the princess.

In addition, we have several
new stories for television

and radio which
examine her comments.

[INAUDIBLE] in Radio
4 is running a poll

on the future of the monarchy.
-Yeah, OK.

All right, thank you.
There's lots of bad press.

We get it.

Izzy's shattered.

She just needs time with us.

-I think her condition
is worse than his.

-Yes, Dr. Ian.

Thank you.

-I have talked to a doctor, sir.

-I asked him to.

-Dr. Hooper, sir?

-Oh yeah, course.

Dr. Hooper the family doctor.

Dr. I'll Give You Some Pills
and Keep My Mouth Shut.

-Richard.
-Ian.

Go away.

I don't need any more
of you right now.

-Yes, Your Majesty.

-God.

That man.

Sometimes.

I know he means well,
but sometimes he dr--

-He's worried about Isabel.

-Look.

I'm not having Hooper
examining Izzy.

It'll just freak
her out even more.

-Yeah, he feels
exactly the same way.

In fact, he thinks the
most important thing

is to start treatment
as soon as possible.

-Treatment for what?

He hasn't even seen her.

-He knows her.

He's known her all her life.

-Yeah, but he hasn't exactly
examined her, has he?

-Yes, but he's seen the footage.

-He's well aware of her
problems in the past,

and he's very clear
on her problem now.

-Which is?

-Dr. Hooper feels that
Isabel is displaying

all the symptoms of AAS.

-Oh.

An acronym.

Now that's bad.

-Acute Anxiety Syndrome.

It's completely treatable.

Intensive one on one therapy.

The security of a
fixed environment.

Inpatient care.

That's what she needs.

-Yeah.

Like she's going to agree
to that in a million years.

-She needs to be asked.

And if she won't--

-You'd make her go?

-For her own good.

-You want to section
your own daughter?

-We want to help her, Rich.

-He doesn't think it
would take too long.

Maybe a few weeks.

-Oh, now that's handy.
Just 'til the coronation's over.

-Oh, no.

That-- That's not fair.

That's not right.

-George can you believe this?

-This is for Izzy.

She needs proper
medical attention.

-From Hooper?

Well, I'm not-- I won't have it.

This is ridiculous.

I need to talk to Abigail.

-You need to talk
to your family.

-No.

Let's get Abby in here.

Let's see what she
has to say about this.

-Stop acting like you're the
only one that cares about her.

-She needs us, doesn't she?

Not to be locked up in
some bloody nut house!

-Oh, and you can look
after her, can you?

With everything else
that's going on?

And you know exactly what's
going to make her better?

She needs to be in
a place of safety.

That is your responsibility
as her brother.

That is your duty as our king.

-You can't just barge
in to see the king.

Now stop it!

-Somebody has to talk
some sense into him.

-We have a duty to the king.

We have a duty to this family.

-Don't, Ian.

-I'm sure you've got a
wonderfully developed sense

of morality that lets you
see just what is right

and what is wrong, but
I'm fighting-- fighting--

to protect my king, and, god
help me, I'm struggling too.

But he has to make the right
decision for all of us.

Simon.

-Hi.

-Hello, all.

Getting a bit-- isn't it?

-Yes, well, uh, we'll
get there in the end.

Would you excuse me?

-Sure.

-We can't talk here.

I need to see you
outside the palace.

We can switch off our phones,
just talk, work it out.

Just let me have one more
chance when this isn't all

flying around our
heads, you know?

And we can just--
we can just talk.

-You'll always
choose him over me.

-No.

No, you don't know that.

You-- OK, tonight.

Bottle of red.

I'll come over to yours.

We'll work it out.

-OK.

Tonight, yeah?

-Yeah.

-Maybe she just needs
her family around her,

and maybe I'm just trying
to make the picture fit

because it's convenient right
now to have her out of the way

because she's being
a pain in the ass.

One knows she's been more
than a pain in the ass.

Yet, I don't know.

Would everyone be really
telling me to do this

if the coronation wasn't
just around the corner?

Or am I just scared of admitting
that she's-- she's really sick,

and-- and she needs help.

You know, the truth
is, I just don't know

about putting her in a hospital.

Sectioning her.

I mean, it's too--

-Dr. Hooper, good to see you.

-I have no idea what the
right think to do is.

-Your Majesty.

Princess Isabel.

-Izzy.

-Hello, ma'am.

-No, uh, Isabel.

Please.

-Would you like a drink?

-Yeah, um, a vodka.

-Good idea.

Abi?

-Uh, I think I should go, sir.
-Uh, no.

No.

Stay, please.

-No, I-- Really, you
should, um, be alone.

-Rich?

-Izzy.

I want to help you.

Dr. Hooper wants to help you.

And to do that-- to do that
most effectively, honey,

they need to get
you to a hospital.

-Hospital?

-Izzy, listen.

-Your Royal Highness.

-No, no, no.

-No, we really do
want to help you.

-What?

Shut up!

No.
-Listen to me.

-No, Rich.

-This isn't easy, but
it's gonna be fine, OK?

-Rich.

-I promise you.

-No!

-Just trust me.

-No, I don't trust you, no!

-Hey, everyone, just--
Everyone just stay here.

The quicker we do
this, the better.

Iz.

Iz, I would never, never
do anything to hurt you.

You asked me to help you,
and that's what I'm doing.

I swear.

These people can
make you feel better.

Izzy.

I love you so much.

Please. you have to help me.

You have to trust me.

-Natalie saw something
she was never, never,

never meant to see.

She saw the king.

-Right.

I don't understand.

-Not King Richard.

King James.

-Right.

Yeah, I don't understand either.

-She saw King James
two weeks ago.

-He's-- He's alive?

-In a coma.

Medically induced
by MI5, just shortly

after he told the PM
he wanted to abdicate.

He's through there,
on wires and drops.

-Never.

-Well, it's-- It's
like something

out of a horror movie.

Go look for yourselves.

[SCREAMING]

-You're alive.

-You idiot.

-Yeah, Jimmy, you idiot.

Course she's alive.

-I got kind of bored
of Princess Eleanor.

She's so '80s.

So I got myself a
job on the outside.

I can't tell you who with, but,
uh, she's got her own perfume.

-Oh, really?

-Yeah, well we didn't really--

-King James.

Crazy.

-Yeah.

See you around.

-I just wanted to check
that you were, you know, OK.

That must've been so hard.

-Yeah.

Hardest thing I've
ever had to do.

-God.

What a life we have, eh?

-Yeah.

You know, I hate it.

I promise you, the
things it makes

you do, the person
it makes you into.

Sometimes I think I hate
it so much, I think--

-What?

-Ugh.

No.

-Come on, Rich.

Talk to me.

You know you can
tell me anything.

-Well, sometimes I--
sometimes I don't-- I

think I don't wanna
do this anymore.

I think you would be better.

I think I'm not up to it.

And then I think,
don't be an idiot.

You know, you got a
great team around you,

some special people.

Some very special people.

Yeah, and then I think,
just grow up, Rich.

[PHONE RINGING]

RICHARD (ON PHONE): Abi.

-Your Majesty.

RICHARD (ON PHONE): Hi.

I, uh, I need to see you.

Do you have any
plans this evening?

-No sir.

-I just wanted to say, well,
thank you for being there.

Um.

Look, um, during-- during all
this, I've only-- You know,

when I'm panicking, I--
I'm always-- I always

find I'm asking for you.

I mean, you know, Ian's
great, and he's brilliant,

and he's very clever, and
he'd kill for this family.

Freak.

Um, but I-- I don't want you
around just to advise me.

I want you beside me.

Always.

I-- I think I'm-- I think I'm
struggling to see you as staff.

-Right.

-Aw, come on, Richard.

Ah, for god's sake.

I think-- I think I love you.

I love you.

[KNOCKING]

-Your Majesty.

-Yeah?

What?

For crying out loud?

Yeah, David.

Uh, what is it?

-It's Princess Eleanor, sir.

She'd like to see Ms. Thomas.

Urgently.

-Quite a good read.

Loved me.

Very Cruella.

And aren't you
devoted to my brother?

Sweet.

And he rather liked
you too, doesn't he?

I always thought you were
rather plain, but there you go.

And that's rich, being
all modern and trendy.

Staff.

Really.

-What is it that
you want, ma'am?

-Mm.

Down to business.

Good.

I like that.

Well, obviously if the king
gets one whiff of this,

then you and he
are finished, but I

intend to make sure he doesn't.

Your secret's safe with me.

I want you to do me one
teensy little favor.

-OK.

-He tells you things, and I
want to know what they are.

You're going to tell me what
he's up to, what he's thinking,

what he's thinking of thinking.

I want you to work for me
whilst working for him.

-You want me to betray him.

I can't.

-You've already
done so, Abigail.

I only want to
keep an eye on him.

Make sure he's not
going to muck it

up more than he's already doing.

-You do want to go on seeing
His Majesty, don't you?

-Go and have a little
think about it.

Well, what's to think
about, really, but.

Goodbye.

Major Brooks.

Just as I was beginning
to worry about you.

Oh.

My mother was very upset about
the death of Lord Maybridge.

It's most unlike her.

Made me wonder a little bit.

Can you dig out some
of the old home movies

from when I was little?

-Yes, ma'am.

-My heroic soldier
triumphs again.

Well done, you.

-Ma'am.

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