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GARDINER: So who
was the murderer?

WRIOTHESLEY: You are
seriously accusing Lord Cromwell?

NORFOLK: He was
no lord in those days.

Do you know what I think?

We're better off
without cardinals

and proud old prelates
such as we used to have.

Now the archbishop here -

at least he conducts
himself humble-wise.

You can tell by his countenance
that he spends his time at prayer

instead of browbeating
noblemen, plotting their downfall,

wrangling and cheating
and embezzling,

all of which were
daily proceedings

with Cardinal Thomas
Wolsey. My Lord Norfolk, your...

Yes, and promoting false
knaves to positions of trust,

soliciting bribes, falsifying
deeds, bullying his betters,

consorting with conjurers,

and generally thieving,
lying and cheating,

all to the detriment and
ruin of the commonweal

and the shame of the King!

For shame, Thomas!

He's an old man.

NORFOLK CHOKES

Anne of Cleves, Majesty.

Hmm.

And this is how she
stood before you?

Yes. As she is.

Well, look, my Lord Norfolk,
is she not well and seemly?

Mm.

Tell me about her.

Um...

She was brought up piously.

I believe she speaks
no language but her own.

Not even French?

Well, our envoys say
she has a good wit,

and I am sure she
will learn our tongue

as soon as she
puts her mind to it.

And of course, we will be
able to make music together.

If she does not know the
words to English songs,

I'm sure she will know
them in other tongues.

In Germany, as
far as I understand,

great ladies do not
have music masters, sir.

A lady there would lose
her good name by singing,

or dancing. Oh.

Then what shall
we do after supper?

NORFOLK: Drink?

They are great drinkers, the
Germans. They are known for it.

They say the
same of the English.

My wife and I will hunt.

We will enjoy the pleasures
of the chase together.

What?

I believe she rides.

I am not sure she shoots.

They don't hunt, either?

What do they do all day? Sew?

And pray.

LAUGHTER

By God, she'll be grateful for
you for taking her out of that place.

Yes, she will.

Her life must have
been a trial, bless her.

She will find our
ideas quite different.

NORFOLK: Cromwell!

Come, my lords.

This will not do. Shake
hands like Christian men.

On the subject of Christians,

your man Riche -

Chancellor of Augmentations,
he calls himself -

says that Thetford
Priory will go down.

It will not go down, sir,

because the
priests of the priory

pray for the souls of my
ancestors who are buried there,

and they will pray for them
as long as this world endures.

I want that understood.
Tell him, will you?

As long as this world endures.

That's a lot of
prayers, my lord.

That's a lot of prayers.

It will be conveyed to the Lady
Anna by the straightest route,

Your Majesty. She has already
begun her journey to London.

Her cousin.

The Duke of Bavaria.

It appears to me that our
friendship with the German states

might be further strengthened
if we made a match

between him and Mary.

If I have to sacrifice
myself for England,

cannot my daughter?

If I am to breed for the
nation, why cannot she?

MUSIC PLAYING ON VIRGINAL

My lady, Cromwell is here.

PLAYING CONTINUES

PLAYING ENDS

Duke Philip of Bavaria, my lady.

The King would
like you to meet him.

With a view to what?

With a view to marriage.

Duke Philip is a well-made man.

Fair, dark eyes.

Not unlike your lady
mother's colouring.

That does not weigh.

And he's no Lutheran.
Don't let anyone tell you he is.

I never let anyone tell
me anything, my lord.

What we can't have
is any late retraction.

You say yes, you'll meet him,

and then at the last
minute, you say no.

That would embarrass the King.

Yes.

No.

Yes, it would leave
him embarrassed.

No, I would not do it.

I have sworn to be obedient,
as you so often remind me.

Well, the King
is a tender father.

He would never force you into a
marriage with a man you cannot love.

He forced my cousin Meg
Douglas out of marriage

to a man she swore
she would die for.

Philip has told the King
he will make no demands.

He takes you for friendship's
sake, to further the alliance.

SHE BEGINS PLAYING

Does he speak English?

Only German.

Others will interpret.

SHE STOPS PLAYING

INDISTINCT CONVERSATION

HENRY: She permitted
it? CROMWELL: She did.

Which is a good sign, by God.

She never permitted
any of us to kiss her.

You have not the rank.

I am assured by Cromwell
that she will be conformable.

He always gives me that assurance,
yet nothing ever comes of it.

Lady Mary will do as
you command, sire.

She's given me that
assurance. But in Europe...

..they are claiming the
marriage is made against her will.

They think I would
enforce her? Yes.

I just... I wonder
if it's wise...

..to let her leave
the kingdom, sire.

The Emperor still
threatens the Duke's rule.

If the Duke should fall,

Mary will always be a
rallying point for your enemies.

You see, Your Majesty?
Your daughter will never marry.

Cromwell breaks every
match proposed for her.

I wonder why.

I'm bringing Anne of
Cleves overland to Calais.

I want you there with
Fitzwilliam when she arrives,

paying reverence on my behalf.

In Calais?

Am I to cross? Mm-hm. Write
to me the minute you see her.

Make sure she knows who you are.

Be kind. Be patient, Gregory.

Make sure she has the
things that she likes to eat.

She'll want ready money. I'll
give you a purse of 50 sovereigns.

And do not embark for home

without checking that all
of her train's debts are paid.

I want Anna looking to us for
anything she needs. Company...

Excuse me. My, um, head aches.

What's that? He's jealous.

He wishes you would
send him to Calais, not me.

Why would you?

He's an idiot.

No, he's like a son.

He's anxious to please you.

Give him a kind word, Father.

This pretended alliance
between France and the Emperor.

Neither man dare turn
his back on the other.

It is not friendship,
but its opposite.

All the same, their
league has endured

longer than we could imagine.

We have few
friends in either court.

You especially.

You have few friends, Cromwell.

If my service has incurred
their malice, I count it well.

It was done for
Your Majesty's sake.

Are you sure about that?

I think it is because
of what you are.

They don't know
how to deal with you.

Likely not.

Your Majesty must realise...

..they want me displaced
so that you and your kingdom

may be the worse advised.

That's why they poison
your mind against me.

So...

..you would recommend...

..if I hear you have
exceeded your office,

or that you have slacked my
instructions or reversed them,

that I should ignore the rumour?

I would recommend you talk to
me before you believe anything.

It is a long time now
since I first saw you, Tom.

It is.

More than ten years, sire.

Is it? Mm-hm.

I remember our first interview.

Suffolk did not know
what to make of you.

I knew, though.

I saw your sharp little eyes.

You told me not to go to war.

"Never fight," you said.

"You can't afford it."

Skulk indoors like a sick child.
It will be good for the Treasury.

And I thought to
myself, "By St Loy,

"this man has some
stomach. He has some gall."

I trust I did not
offend. You did.

I overlooked it,

as a ruler sometimes must.

I am greatly altered
these ten years.

You, not so much.

You no longer surprise
me like once you did.

I do not think you
will surprise me again,

considering all that you
have said and done...

..some of it miraculous,
I will not deny, Tom.

You have worked beyond the
capacities of ten ordinary men.

But still I miss the
Cardinal of York.

Still I miss Thomas Wolsey.

I am bested by the
Cardinal's ghost.

CHATTER IN BACKGROUND

LADY ROCHFORD: How do you
like the new Queen's Maids-of-Honour?

They seem very young.

Oh, that's you getting older.

The maids are the usual age.

Who is this?

Catherine Howard.

Norfolk's niece.

Succulent little thing.

I think we've had enough
of Norfolk's nieces.

I sent her away
because she looks 12,

but they swear
she's of sufficient age.

Here she is again.

A simpler maid I never saw.
Her mouth's always hanging open.

But she has no
mother, bless her.

She was but an infant
when her mother died.

A soft word, my lady.

I'm not a monster, my lord.

I wonder who paid
for what's on her back.

That cloth did not come from
the old dowager's wardrobe.

And those rubies - did they
not once belong to Anne Boleyn?

SHE LAUGHS

That got your attention.

Send her away.

Again?

What do I say to the Howards?

Say what you like.

Just make sure she doesn't show
her face here again until the King

is safely married.

Sir.

My lord, I have decided to
make speed to Rochester

and greet the bride
in my own person.

Why, sir?

It will only be a day or
two before she arrives.

I want to nourish love.

Your Majesty, with all respect,
was this not aired in Council?

It was your Councillors'
earnest prayer that Your Majesty

spare himself the journey and
that you greet the Queen in London,

and you were pleased to accede.

Can I not change my
mind, Wriothesley?

In London there will
be music and ordnance,

and we shall not speak a dozen
private words to one another

before we must ride back,

and then it will be hours before
we have a chance to be alone.

No. I want to surprise her...

..and gladden her heart and
bid her a proper welcome.

If you will be advised
by me, sir... But I will not.

You have many strengths, Crumb,

but you are no
adept in courtship.

She'll hardly be
off the ship, sir.

Think how shamed she will be
if she cannot appear at her best.

And she may well, of
course, be overwhelmed

by Your Majesty's presence.

That is why I must go!

I will spare her anxiety.

She will be working herself
up toward great ceremonies.

I will go in disguise.

It is what a king does.

You cannot know, Cromwell,
because you are not a courtier born.

I know it is not what
we agreed, my lord,

but a bridegroom
must have his caprices,

and disguising
always brings pleasure.

The dowager, Katherine, she
would pretend she did not know me.

Of course, she did but play with me,
because everybody knows the King.

May I ask what disguise
Your Majesty means to adopt?

Ah! A Russian nobleman.

With great fur boots.

A shepherd, then.

Or perhaps...one of the Magi.

Perhaps, sir, just...
Just go as a gentleman.

A gentleman?

Of England?

A gentleman with no name?

Yes.

Very well.

I shall be ruled
by Lord Cromwell,

as all the foreigners
claim I am.

Christ. Well, we
did what we could.

You are afraid that he will
find her not as reported?

Because for sure she will
find HIM not as reported.

She's expecting a
full court reception.

That's what her people
have prepared her for.

In Cleves they know nothing
of this sort of childish carry-on.

Make speed to Rochester,
Call-Me. Warn her.

The King will come on
the river with a small train,

no heralds, no ceremony.
Anna must be ready.

He'll enter her chamber.
She must appear...

..astonished and delighted.

Well, it could be worse.

At least he's not going to
wear his Turkish costume.

HENRY: I am greatly
altered these ten years.

You, not so much.

You no longer surprise
me like once you did.

I do not think you
will surprise me again.

DOGS BARKING

Gregory. What
are you doing here?

Henry is on his way
back from Rochester.

And Wriothesley? Had he
warned Anne? Was she ready?

She was warned,
she was not ready.

Why didn't you stop
him from going, Father?

You're his Councillor.

Sit. Tell me.

The King came in, masked,

dressed in some
outlandish costume,

but she was looking
out the window.

They were baiting a
bull in the courtyard,

and she cast a glance
over her shoulder and then...

..turned back to the sport.

I suppose she didn't believe
a prince would come in secret.

The King bowed low...

..and addressed her,
and still she didn't turn.

I think she took him for...

..I don't know what, but he stood
there with his hat in his hand.

He seemed uncertain
how to proceed.

Until her people swarmed
in and alerted her.

And then she turned and
she realised who he was.

As Christ is my Saviour,
Father, the look in her eye...

..I will never forget it.
Nor, I think, will the King.

She recoiled from him.

He could not miss it.

Did you tell her he was old?

Fitzwilliam says she is as good a
woman as we will find in Europe.

But I don't see how she
will undo that first moment.

And?

He has said nothing.

Cromwell, we have not
had the papers from Cleves

about the Lorraine
marriage, the pre-contract.

It was stated emphatically that
the lady would bring them with her,

but it appears she did not.

Even the least suspicious
man would ask himself

why they have still
not shown them.

I cannot proceed.

I cannot marry until I am sure

she is clear of
all past promises.

Majesty...

I find her nothing so
well as she is spoken of.

Fitzwilliam...

..wrote from Calais,
praising her outright.

Well, I have not yet
seen the lady, but...

No, you have not seen her.

You and I have both been
at the mercy of reports,

so you cannot be blamed.

When I encountered
her yesterday,

I tell you I had much
ado to master myself.

A great outlandish bonnet!

And her height, and stiff
as she is, I thought to myself,

"I am to marry the
Cornhill Maypole."

CROMWELL CHUCKLES

And I believe she
had painted her mouth,

which, if true,
is a filthy thing.

Well, her attire
can be changed, sir.

Her complexion is sallow.

When I think of Jane...

..so white and clear.

A pearl.

Well, I think this will
be the journey, sir.

All those long, tedious
hours with a baggage train,

the delays, and then...
then the voyage from Calais.

As for the papers,
I cannot guess

why the ambassadors
have not brought them.

But we know there's no pre-contract,
and the parties were not yet of age.

You said yourself
it's no great matter.

It is a great matter

if I think I am married
and find I am not.

FANFARE

I hear there was an upset
at Rochester, Cromwell.

Oh?

You know more than I do.

So I do.

High time you admitted it.

FITZWILLIAM: God,
is there no help for it?

He's seething inside. I
know him from childhood.

The papers are an
excuse. He dislikes her

or he is frightened of her.
But mark this, Cromwell.

I will not be stuck
with the blame

just because it was I who
was sent to meet her at Calais.

Listen, no-one is
seeking to blame you.

It's his own fault,
if there is fault.

Rushing about the
countryside like a lovelorn youth.

NORFOLK: So, Cromwell,
he wants to get out of it, I hear.

Let's be clear, my lords.

The King of France and the Emperor
are together seeing in the New Year.

They have not been
so close in our lifetime.

They have a fleet
and funds to attack us.

Our forts are still building.

Ireland is against us.
Scotland is against us.

If we're not to be
overrun this spring,

we need the princes
of Germany on our side,

either sending forces to our aid

or engaging the enemy
so that we can defeat him,

or force a truce.

The King needs to
make this marriage.

England needs it.

He agreed to it. He signed up.

He can't jib now. I agree.

I agree with my Lord Suffolk.

The King has gone
too far in the matter.

He was convinced before
that she was free to marry,

and she seems a good
enough woman to me.

Oh, she seems a good enough
woman to you, does she?

Perhaps you do not understand
the requirements of a prince!

HENRY SHOUTING OUTSIDE

..I wanted my diamond!
Why is my diamond not here?!

Put on my wig.

Come on, we're late.

Going to be late. Sadler!

Where is my Lord Essex?

He is supposed to escort her.
He is late. What will she think?

Cromwell, you fetch her.

I'm not worthy, Your Majesty.

You are if I say you are.

What? ALL: Late!

What's the hurry?

Well, dark mornings,
ice on the path.

Needless to imperil
oneself. Cromwell.

Is Cromwell going for her?

Won't she be insulted, Majesty?

She must know that he's
a common shearsman.

Oh, get on, get on, Cromwell.
What matter who does it?

I tell you, my lord, if it were
not for fear of driving her brother

into the Emperor's arms, I would
not do what I must do this day

for none earthly thing!

Benedicti. Sitis a Domino,

qui fecit mundum ex nihilo.

Amen.

Deo Gratias.

ALL: Gaudete. Gaudete.

Gaudete.

CHATTER

HE WHISPERS IN GERMAN

You are Lord Cromwell.

Thank you for escorting
me this morning. Mm.

And thank you for the
cakes. A taste of home.

Have you visited
my home? I have not.

We were much misinformed

about your English,
your grace. Very good.

I have a long journey
and a good tutor.

I was hoping for letters at Calais,
but there was nothing for me.

Oh, the posts are very
bad at this time of year.

I myself am awaiting
news from our ambassadors

in France and Spain.

Ah, yes.

To know whether the
friendship continues.

I know it is, um...

..unkind to wish for war.

But I know that my brother Wilhelm
would be very happy if the Emperor

and the French King
would fight each other again

with their fists and teeth.

Yes. Certainly their
discord is our harmony.

CLOCK TOLLS THE HOUR

A gift for you, Lord Cromwell.

Me? From Duke Wilhelm,
to thank you for your efforts.

Oh, my.

DOORS OPEN

LIMPING FOOTSTEPS

Gentlemen, you will be pleased
to know that despite the fact

that I still have not received
the paperwork that I requested...

HE PANTS ..I have sent the Queen

her morgengabe,
as I think you call it.

A gift in accordance with
the custom of your country.

We will let you have the
written details of its value.

And a gift from
Cleves, Your Majesty,

to celebrate your new union.

How like you the Queen?

I liked her not well before.

I like her much worse now.

Her breasts are slack.

Her belly has loose skin on it.

When I felt it, it
struck me to the heart.

I had no appetite for the rest.

I do not believe she is a maid.

Oh, Maj... Majesty, she's never
strayed from her mother's side.

CROMWELL: What did Anna say?

Nothing.

Her English disappears
when convenient.

I'm hardly going to bring
the men in to interpret.

You like her.

I do.

She keeps her own counsel.

Sets us a good
example, don't you think?

Our view is he lay on her
and put his fingers in her.

C'est tout.

FITZWILLIAM: The King says
she has displeasant airs about her.

You might talk to her
chamber-women and see if they're

washing her well
enough. You talk to them.

This was your gamble,
Cromwell. If I promoted the match,

it was with the King's full
permission and encouragement,

and this Council's.

Yes!

And now it's me
getting the blame.

Harry says I should have
stopped her at Calais.

I wrote saying she
was like a princess.

Well, she is.

Is it for me to feel her duckies
and write home my opinion?

NORFOLK LAUGHS There is...

NORFOLK: Get out!

Interrupting the Council!

There is news
from Wyatt in Spain.

He says that he has driven a wedge
between the French and the Emperor.

Apparently, he accused the
Emperor in front of his whole court

of being ungrateful to our king.

The Emperor then, of course,
flew into a rage and said,

"How dare your master
use that word, ungrateful?

"That charge cannot be
levelled against an Emperor

"by the envoy of some poor little
island full of heretics and sheep.

"An inferior person, a king,
cannot expect gratitude.

"The Holy Roman Emperor
is set above mere kings.

"Their natural
position is at his feet."

RICHE: I'm sorry, I
don't... I don't understand.

Why does that drive a wedge?

In insulting our king, the
Emperor insults all kings,

including his ally,
the King of France.

FITZWILLIAM: By
Christ, that was well done.

Wyatt may have started a fire

that will burn their
peace treaty clean up.

We may yet be able to
sleep safe in our beds.

NORFOLK: Then we won't need
your German friends, will we, Cromwell?

And Henry won't
need this marriage.

Your man Wyatt aids his country,

but works contrary
to your purpose.

Thank you, Christophe.

DOOR CLOSES

Can you save him?

From this marriage?

How often do you get the chance
to change the map of the world?

Perhaps once in two or three
generations. Can I free him?

Can I free him?
It's not impossible.

But to let that
chance slip away...

I should be here with you.

Richard is with
his new family now.

Call-Me is...is just jealous of
anyone you esteem above him.

Richard Riche is a
tissue of ambition and...

And Fitzwilliam...

I thought he was your friend,

but now I am not so sure
that he can be trusted.

He will see you blamed if it
will deflect blame from himself.

You serve me better where
you are, Rafe - with the King.

So what shall we do?

What can we do but as
Cicero says - live hopefully,

die bravely.

Cromwell!

Thetford Priory.

Yes, my lord.

You've shut it.

I have.

That's my country.

I told you, my
forebears lie there.

My father lies there. Flodden
Norfolk, they called him,

named after the battle.
Now where is he to go?

It's an insult to
the Howard name.

My father must be
prayed for, damn you!

Your old dad, why don't
you let him take his chances?

You dare hold me in contempt?

I'll have your guts,
you filthy ingrate!

What were you, hmm,
when you came to court?

Wolsey owned the
shirt on your back.

Now you stir yourself and you show
your gratitude to me and to the King

who have done so much for you!

You keep your hands
out of my affairs,

and you take your fucking Germans
and you kick them out the door!

The whole Council
approved that match!

You signed it, Thomas Howard.

You did, as well as I!

As for that lady, the King
couldn't get her here fast enough.

I tell you, he wants to be free.

Have you not seen
him looking at my niece?

He cast a fantasy to Catherine
the first time he ever did see her.

If you want power, why
don't you get it like a man

instead of pandering
your fucking nieces?

What? What?!

CROMWELL BREATHES DEEPLY

God rot you.

Was that wise, sir?

He takes such pride
in his ancestors.

I don't think he'll forgive
you for turning them out.

Norfolk, he may be
a brute, but he's right.

You told the King that
without the Germans

he was destitute of friends,
which was true, but now...

..the alliance is melting away.

Henry will be courted again
by France and Emperor both.

I don't think Norfolk has disclosed
all of his dealings with the French.

I believe they made overtures
of friendship that were...

I will not say hidden.

Entrusted to the
Duke and not to you.

They hate you, sir.

And Norfolk -

he encourages them.

Didn't I advise you when the
Boleyns came down, "Break Norfolk"?

I said, "Break him, whilst
you have the chance."

FOOTSTEPS

I have a matter to put to you.

It is a matter of some gravity.

Come here with me
and close the door.

Sir! Sir, you must
see this at once.

It's a copy of a letter
from Ambassador Castillon

to the French King.

I, um, I put a man in his train.

Now Castillon says that King Henry
means to take the Privy Seal from us

and give it to Fitzwilliam.

That he'll cast you down
from your office as Vicegerent

and raise up Bishop Tunstall.

I received your summons.
What is it? What's happened?

Well, I...

I've just come from the
King, straight from the King,

and I have news. Good
news for the both of you.

I hope you'll think so. Come in.

Come, sit with me.

Sit here.

As you know, ever since
I've been Master Secretary,

I've tried to be with
the King's person.

But always, I'm
wanted at Westminster,

so you know what
my life has been.

With the King's permission,
I'm now going to divide my duties.

From now on, you
two will share the task.

Each of you will be
Master Secretary.

You'll split your time, so if
one of you is in Westminster,

the other will be with the King.

You'll both be made knights.

You'll both be
raised to the Council.

You know what I have
made of this office.

Nothing eludes it.

Nothing is beyond it.

From now on,
everything starts with you,

and with you, everything stops.

Rafe. Yes.

And I am to be made
Lord Great Chamberlain,

Chief of the Household.

The Earl of Essex died
last night, and, well, I'm...

..I'm to be given his title.

THEY LAUGH

When I left the King -
before I came here...

..before I told my household -

I wanted to tell you first.

Master.

To have your blessing.

I wanted to tell my old dad...

HE CHUCKLES

MIMICS: "What, Put-An-Edge-On-It
has been made an earl?"

Just to see his face.

But everyone I wanted to tell...

..is dead.

KNOCK AT DOOR

Mm-hm.

Gregory. Father.

Bess has something
she wishes to tell you.

What is it, Bess?

I will leave you both.

Catherine Howard
has left the court.

She's back at
Lambeth with Norfolk.

I know.

The Queen was
glad to see her go.

But the Queen
doesn't understand.

Understand what?

He visits her.

The King.

He stays with her until late.

His barge comes
back after sunset.

The Howards believe
that he might marry her.

And who is to say that he will
not? Do you have any proof?

I was bidden to a piece of work.

It was handed to
me out of malice.

It was something of Jane's.

Jane, my sister.

It was her girdle
book, her little prayers.

I was told to take this
and to pick her initials out.

I said, "I will not.
I will not do it.

"I am Mistress Cromwell.
I am not some servant."

The next thing that I see,

Catherine Howard is
wearing it at her waist.

And it is not the first
gift that she has had

that belongs to some lady
better than she will ever be.

Could you have
another child, Crumb?

I think you could.

You are of common stock.
Common men have vigour.

I thought I would get another
son from this marriage.

But there is no
sign God intends it.

Can we not pay her off?

HE SIGHS

We might write to
Cleves this moment.

You could write at my
dictation as we once used to.

My eyes are not
what they were, sir.

We could offer her
a settlement, sir,

but I don't know how
much we would need to find

to placate her brother.

And I do not know how to
salvage Your Majesty's reputation

if you were to
renounce a lawful match.

I imagine it would be
hard to hold your head up

before your fellow princes.

Or come by another wife. I
could come by one tomorrow.

Yes.

Most likely some papist.

And then I would
wish myself far away.

Come sit with me.

Put your papers to one
side. Come, sit down.

Do you remember the day
we rode down to the Weald

to see the ironmasters and find
out new ways of casting cannon?

Those were brighter days.

Jane did not like
me to leave her...

..but she knew that we had
long planned the excursion,

and your lordship's press
of business being what it is,

and the duties of a king
being what they are...

..she did not ask me to forbear.

Mm.

I said to her, "It will be
only two nights or three,

"and we will take
it at our ease.

"We shall listen
to the birdsong.

"We shall ride, like knights of
Camelot, through the woods.

"We shall enjoy the sunshine."

But when I think about it...

..I recall we never made
that journey, did we?

Into Kent? No.

But it was projected.

Let's say we did, sir.

Let's say the ironmasters
gave us their best welcome.

Opened their minds to us...

..showed us all their secrets.

They must.

No-one could keep
their secrets from me.

It is no use to try.

RAFE: The King
would not elevate you,

make you Lord High
Chamberlain, Earl of Essex,

if he meant to destroy you.

Have I not taught you, Rafe?

Have you not read it in the Book
Called Henry which I wrote for you?

Never say what
the King will not do.

Sir Rafe!

Is my Lord
Archbishop on his way?

Er, we're not expecting him.

My Lord Bishop, are
you on the Council now?

Imminently.

We'll see how long
that lasts, shall we?

Anyone want to make a bet?

Well, our numbers are
down, but shall we begin?

We don't sit with traitors.

Tear out your heart and
stuff it down your throat!

Get his arms.

Get his arms!

Hold him!

KINGSTON: My lord!

My lord, you must come with me.

I'll walk by your side and
lead you through the crowd.

CROMWELL BREATHES HEAVILY

GARDINER: Adieu, Cromwell.

You give me my title, Stephen.

You have no title.

It's gone.

You are no more
than God made you.

May he take you to his mercy.