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- Passed out. - Who was?

I did.

Got to the bed...

...and then...

Blank.

Total failure. Terrible embarrassment.

Why are you crying?

Don't you know?

No, of course I don't.

I was...

...the first.

My father's will is clear.

But, Your Grace, the Princess Mary will restore your realm to popery.

She is my sister.

It is the duty of a Christian king to set aside the prejudices of the blood

in favour of the greater good of God and country, or else...

For our life on earth is short, he will answer for it at the seat of judgement.

Have you a draft of this devise?

"The Lady Jane and her heirs, male,

"the throne of England, Ireland, France."

Yes.

Yes.

Oh, John.

Your Grace?

I want this to be over.

I want the Privy Council called and a small force ready

to take Princesses Mary and Elizabeth as soon as this is countersigned.

Please!

Please, now? Please! Can we?

Yes.

Yes, let him die.

So, where are they? The Mayor and his aldermen?

Oh, I sent word we were unwell.

And I told them to give all the food away to those people on the road.

All, all away.

Who is this woman?

I mean, I don't know who you are.

No more do I.

All right.

- What do you want? - What do you mean?

- If you could have any wish? - Love, to be with you.

No, no, not for us.

Well, if I could have anything, I would wish...

...our country to remain true to the faith of God as revealed in the Scripture.

Good.

Then, it's done.

Now, my turn.

- Go on, ask me. - What?

What I want.

- What do you want? - I think you know.

I want a world where men aren't branded because they can't grow their food.

Go on.

Well...

...it's done.

What else, then?

Death to all bishops, cardinals and popes.

An end to their power over men and women's souls.

It's done. And the power of kings, dukes and princes over their bodies and minds.

Done.

A world where the comfort of a few is not bought by the misery of many.

And where children are not beaten and cajoled but loved and nurtured.

Where men shall live in peace on God's earth.

Where every man and woman might feel half, a quarter...

...the merest speck of what I feel for you.

- Then, it's done. - It's done.

- It's... done. - It's done.

Now, my love, was that so hard?

What on earth is going on?

Mrs Ellen.

Yes...

...a most unfortunate occurrence.

An accident. You see, what happened was...

- We've forgotten something. - What?

- A real shilling. - What?

A shilling really worth a shilling.

No, no... Please!

- Don't! - Jane!

- What does your father want with us? - Don't know.

He must have some reason why he wanted us to marry, some...

...some scheme.

Don't know. Why do you ask?

Because he frightens me.

Because I love his son.

I think... his deeds are not his nature.

Guilford, nothing can ever justify what he's done.

Not even if what he is doing is to keep your new church safe from popery?

Guilford...

...must it always be like that?

Can the strong never be good?

Who knows?

- Are you strong enough to go? - Go where?

Away. Beyond their reach, where their touch can't tarnish us.

Would that be strong?

You see...

...I just don't think our parents...

Yes?

...will let us stay like this.

You have in your hands...

...the King's will.

- You say to sign it might be treason? - My Lord, I merely...

His will,

without which we shall see his realm restored to popery!

And all the offices and sacraments and rites of his most holy Church

restored to the Mass priests and the conjurors of Rome!

Not to mention, my Lords, the properties.

Will anyone say treason once again?

Winchester.

Thomas Canterbury.

My Lords, we should call the King's two sisters to his bedside.

You mean they're gone?

- Both of them? - Yes.

Mary to Norwich. Elizabeth, we don't yet know.

- But surely we must turn back now? - Now we have no choice but to go on.

But, Dudley...

...obviously the Princess knows, so you can't possibly...

- Exactly. Mary knows. How? - Somebody told her.

Somebody who can tell her everything... if she succeeds.

Our boats are burnt, ma'am. There's no turning back.

My Lord...

...the King is dead.

Long live Queen Jane.

- So, then, we will. - Oh, yes, we will.

- We'll fly. - We'll fly away.

At last...

We will be nothing... nobody...

...each other's.

Who are you? What do you want?

I told you, they're asleep. They can not be awakened.

- My Lady Jane. - Who calls for her?

- You must now come with us. - Who sent you?

My Lords...

...with regret, I must announce the death of His Majesty, King Edward VI.

But let us not forget, even at this time...

...our joy at his virtuous life and the care he took

to keep his realm free from the intrigues and blandishments of Rome.

Shortly before his death, the King made a declaration,

which has been witnessed by his Council and marked with his great seal.

And, my Lady, His Majesty named Your Grace heir to his crown.

- "Your Grace"...? - All those who would deny your claim

or fail in all ways to defend Your Majesty, even unto death,

shall be judged as traitors.

- Long live Queen Jane! - Long live Queen Jane!

Queen Jane.

Walk, Jane.

I can't. I won't.

Jane, walk!

Your Majesty will try the crown?

- This isn't mine. - It is, Your Grace.

- It is not my right. - Then whose right is it?

- Your Grace will want to see it fits. - I don't. I can't.

And if it suits Your Majesty.

- And so it does. - And so it does.

- Now another shall be made. - Another? Why?

To crown your husband's head as well.

Guilford!

Take me out of here!

My Lords, the Queen desires that you withdraw.

Wake me, wake me!

This is a nightmare! Wake me!

- He wants to make you King. - Who does?

Your father. This is what he wants, for you to be his puppet and me yours.

I didn't... I had no idea.

You swear?

Well, of course I swear! What do you take me for?

What am I to do?

You said that I should seek to cure the commonwealth.

Then you said nothing's to be done and let's fly away.

Before we met I could feel things deeply, but I didn't think.

- You thought, you studied. - I know, but...

- Jane, we're like a coin. - How?

With a head on one side and a lion on the other. Heart of England.

And one side alone is worth nothing, but together, we might stay untarnished.

The strong can still be good.

I couldn't care less if I'm King, but I want you to be Queen.

Now, my love, was that so hard?

- My Lord Northumberland. - Your Grace.

- You have told us we are Queen. - By your late cousin's will.

And we may issue our commands, and it is your duty to obey them?

Of course, Your Majesty.

Well, then...

We want...

I want...

...a real shilling.

By the grace of God, and the will of his late servant Edward,

of the most blessed memory,

be proclaimed Jane,

Queen of England, Ireland and France,

with all the royalties and pre-eminences to the same belonging,

Defender of the Faith, Supreme Head of the Church.

Where's Princess Mary?

Mary has sent a letter.

- She proclaims herself Queen. - That's no surprise.

Indeed not, but it does require an answer.

- Do you mean a letter? - No, an army.

How quickly could you raise a force for Norfolk?

- Depends how large. - My Lord, that does seem...

To arrest one woman with dubious title to the throne...

Well?

Three days.

My Lords.

My Lords, this is a list of our commands.

We wish first for you to call a Parliament

to repeal the laws relating to the branding of unfortunates forced into beggary.

Instead, two, we command the return of all the lands and properties,

which our uncle liberated from the monasteries,

for the use and cultivation of the common people... in perpetuity.

And third, we wish a school to be endowed.

It will teach the children of the poor, not by beating or cajolement,

but by love and nurture.

And we put its founding into our father's care...

...who will commence this stewardship at once.

And fourth...

What's this?

It is your commission for your father, ma'am, to lead your army into Norfolk

to repel the traitor Mary.

What?

- The Council's decision was unanimous! - This is no decision!

- Your Grace, the Council considered... - It is not "the Council", it is our Council.

It has not considered how I feel.

You are our father. We have important work for you to do.

We would like him... We demand that he remain with us.

For we have need of him.

- Jane! You see, unless you agree... - This is absurd!

Who else do you propose should lead...?

- I told you my father was honest. - Yes. So?

So let him prove it.

Send him to defend your throne.

Ask him.

My Lord...

...I will sign this if the words "our father Henry, Duke of Suffolk" are struck out

and "our well-trusted councillor, John, Duke of Northumberland" put in.

I am your servant, ma'am.

Then, I wish you Godspeed.

"I can...

"I can control him.

"He can be controlled."

- What do you mean? - I mean... you stupid girl!

Foolish, wilful little girl!

But after all...

...we are the Queen.

Guilford, listen to this.

"He has sent me to bind up the broken-hearted,

"to free the captives

"and open prison doors."

Why not?

Release.

Sir Thomas Holcroft, arrested with the Duke of Somerset for treason.

Release.

Go on.

The Mayor of Norwich, incarcerated by my Lord Northumberland...

Of course, release.

Your Grace... with all respect,

I must insist...

Masters, you are free, by orders of Her Majesty Queen Jane.

His Excellency, the Spanish Ambassador.

Your Grace.

Your Excellency. We regret we only have a moment...

It has been several days.

- More important matters were calling. - Why, of course, Your Grace.

My people live in poverty and misery. Their need is the greater.

- There's the matter of the wardrobe. - Yes, I see.

I see.

- Mistress, what is this? - My Lord, this is the Royal Wardrobe.

- Yes, but why...? - The Queen is giving it away, my Lord.

What?

To warm the wretched and to clothe the comfortless, my Lord.

Your Grace.

This is the Under-Treasurer of your Privy Purse.

I'm from the Royal Mint, Your Grace.

It's our shilling.

It's for Guilford Dudley.

Take me to my brother.

Desertions, in their hundreds!

Overnight they melt away and no one joins, whatever pay we offer.

- The Council must send reinforcements! - I'll go and see them. They're in session.

It was so foolish, Guilford.

Whoever thought that he should lead a force to Norfolk?

They will hate him there.

- Jane, come with me. - Where to?

- Council Chamber. - I must get dressed.

Love, there isn't any need.

All gone?

All gone.

All those great lords and bishops

with their solemn pledge to serve me even unto death.

- Nine days. - You should have kept the keys.

So now we're really on our own.

Now we're really ruling England.

What do you want?

I want...

...no branding for the starving.

Happiness and comfort.

- Peace. - It's done.

I want no popes, no cardinals, no parents who abuse their children.

Then it's done.

I want...

I want this to be over.

Done!

The Council have met at Baynard's Castle.

They have pronounced Northumberland a traitor and Princess Mary, Queen.

What a relief.

Look...

Look, I...

Look, Jane... I ought to say...

Father, may we go home?

Father, may we go home?

I will...

I will... try to make amends.

The proverb says, "A wonder lasts nine days,

"and then the puppy's eyes are open," so what happens on the tenth day?

- Jane Dudley. - Yes.

- You must come with me. - She'll need some things.

Indeed.

No! No!

- Jane! Jane! - No! No!

I will not!

I will not! I will not!

Well...

...still...

...they didn't find our shilling.

- Receive the traitor, John Dudley. - You must follow me, my Lord.

I am sorry.

God save Queen Mary. God save Your Grace!

These are my prisoners.

Honest men, incarcerated by my brother's officers.

But, by the grace of God, and in the name of His son Jesus Christ,

they are prisoners no more, as no man shall be,

if with honest heart he spurns all heresy...

...and does confess the true religion!

Reprise for those who return to Rome.

Well, then...

...hail Mary.

What?

Guilford, where are you?

Love?

Why, Guilford!

- You have betrayed me. - How?

You will imperil your soul for a few more years of life!

It doesn't look so miserable when you're about to lose it.

A living dog is better than a dead lion...

...you may find.

- I wasn't very good at it, you see. - What do you mean?

I misjudged the men.

I misjudged you.

- How so? - Do they let you see her?

No.

Who'd have thought the black sheep, the most prodigal of prodigals,

would find a love so simple and so pure?

You see, what I believed was that a man,

without the intervention of priest or pope,

can look on God and say, "Lord, here I am."

But...

...how can I look Him in the eye...

...when I can hardly bear to turn my face to you?

Why did you shame me, Guilford?

It's not your fault.

Perhaps it showed a want of prudence...

...but you are very young.

You will both be tried, you know, in a few months' time, I think,

when things have cooled,

and naturally you will be condemned to death.

But, of course, I have the power of reprieve,

which at present I intend to use.

- With no conditions? - If you promise not to usurp me again!

Your Grace, I am covered with the deepest shame and guilt

and can only throw myself on your great...

Now, now, now.

Now, that's enough of that.

I want to show you something.

Philip, Prince of Spain, son of Charles the Emperor.

The portrait is by a Signor Titian.

Why, it's a... a good picture.

Yes.

You married in the first flush of your youth.

You're lucky.

Now you must go. I have ambassadors to see.

- There is one further mercy... - Say nothing to change my mind.

My husband...

You didn't heed my warning, little cousin Jane.

- Your Grace, His Excellency. - Of course.

So, then, Excellency, is there any news?

The Emperor is delighted

with the prospect of his son being honoured with your hand, Your Grace.

Then tell him I am delighted, too.

- May I ask, was that the young usurper? - Yes, it was.

Your Grace, the Emperor is not delighted that there remains within your realm...

I have told Your Excellency, no.

I thought...

...you see, I wondered,

now that we're together, how on earth are we going to fill the days?

- She loves him. - What?

I saw her looking at his portrait,

and I saw me looking up at you.

- I can't believe it. - What's that?

We're here together, safe.

- You're mad! Where are you going? - I'm not mad.

- Where are you going? - All right! I'll tell you.

I'm going to Leicester, and then to Coventry.

And from there to London, where our main force...

...will join up with the rebel armies from Kent and from Devon.

My love, don't go.

Just leave it as it is. We're alive.

So England has a Spanish king, so a bitter woman is made happy,

and we are alive!

No.

No, there cannot be a Spanish king on the English throne.

- Henry, I don't believe... - I owe it to our daughter.

- You can't mean to restore Jane to... - I owe it to my daughter!

She has need of me.

To your horses, quickly!

What's happening?

Can't tell.

There's a lot of soldiers out there.

Must mean some of the rebels have reached London.

I just can't bear not knowing.

I overheard the jailer say you could see the fires from Southwark.

And he spoke of a great duke that rode from Warwickshire.

- This is madness! - No, it isn't.

- It has a logic to it. - What?

It is your father making his amends.

Your Majesty, His Highness Prince Philip will set sail the instant he learns

there is no threat of further civil discord.

Or, more accurately, no longer any focus for such discord.

Such as one now inhabiting this tower, ma'am.

Ma'am, I cannot put it any plainer.

If you want to marry Philip, Jane Grey and her husband must both die.

Your Grace, I am just the message bearer.

So, Excellency, I...

Tell me, I wonder if these children would be less a threat

if they embraced the true religion?

Less.

So, is there any news, Sir John?

The Duke of Suffolk was arrested by the forces of the Crown

two hours ago at Temple Bar.

I am sorry.

Who did the rebels call for? Did they call for anyone?

Yes, my Lord. They shouted for Queen Jane.

Jane Dudley, Guilford Dudley,

you have been found guilty of high treason.

The sentence of the court is that you, Jane Dudley,

be beheaded within the precincts of the Tower.

And Guilford Dudley, that you be taken from that place to Tower Hill,

where your head shall also be struck from your body.

"The soul takes flight to the world that is invisible,

"but there arriving, she is sure of bliss."

- This is the Queen's confessor... - Jane!

- Guilford! - You promised to be silent, sir!

Why, Dr Feckenham.

- So, you remember me. - Why have you brought him here to me?

To help you to decide if the next time you leave this room will be the last.

Which it will be, unless I can persuade you to renounce your heresy.

She promised! No conditions!

That was before your father led an insurrection in your name.

Will you talk to me?

There isn't any point.

How many are the sacraments?

There are two, the sacraments of baptism and of the Last Supper.

No, there are seven.

The sacraments of baptism, confirmation, Eucharist, penance,

holy orders, matrimony, and last unction.

Then, tell me, in what scriptures find you that?

Then, tell me, how may a Christian come to God?

By believing in His name and by no other means.

- What? Is nothing else to be required? - No.

Speak of the sacrament of Eucharist.

Do you not receive the blood and the body of our Lord?

- No, I do not. - Did not our Saviour say...?

Our Saviour said, "I am the vine, I am the door."

Was he the vine? Was he a door?

You are right, my Lady, and the Queen is wrong.

I'm sorry?

How can I... How could I score across a faith so pure and firm and resolute?

At such a time, indeed,

there is no point.

But I promise you, I will be with you to the end.

If at any time...

Otherwise, we shall not meet again.

No. No.

We shall not.

For, unless God turns your heart, you shall burn in hell for all eternity.

I have done all I can.

He came to me first.

Without your strength, I'd never have been able to stay firm.

Stay firm? For what?

For the sake of my immortal soul.

- Oh, yes! - And for the sake of our nine days.

To keep their memory untarnished...

...unbetrayed.

They brought you here and told you to be silent,

in the hope that I'd think they had broken you.

But they got it wrong.

I'd never have been able to stay true without you here.

So without each other, we'd both be alive this time tomorrow.

Oh, but we will.

We will have taken flight to the world that's invisible,

where we're sure of bliss.

- Where we will dwell in paradise. - Yes.

Please...

...for an hour.

Whatever may happen to their souls, in the flesh, they have just a night left.

What harm to leave them for a while?

So, then, we will.

- Oh, yes, we will. - We'll fly.

- We'll fly. - Away beyond their reach.

- So far... - That their touch can't tarnish us.

And at last we will be...

Nothing.

Nobody.

Each other's.

Only this time,

forever.

My Lady.

Let them.

Next time I see your face, I want it for eternity.

I promised you and I repeat my promise.

Up to the end.

Tell me... Please, I want to know.

Your husband was taken from his room

by the Lord Lieutenant of the Tower...

...through the Bulwark Gate,

followed by the sheriffs, up to Tower Hill.

He was led through all the people...

... to the scaffold steps.

Just three or four.

And when he'd climbed them, he turned...

... held the rail, and addressed the people, asking God's forgiveness.

Took off his hat and coat,

and his collar,

and forgave the executioner,

who told him to step upon the straw before the block itself,

and placed his head within the crevice of the block.

And when he was ready, threw wide his arms.

And the headsman's axe came down.

It was a single stroke. He can have felt no pain.

God will requite you for your kindness, sir.

Do you forgive me, my Lady?

- Willingly. - Please stand upon the straw.

Kneel, please, my Lady.

Lay you down.

Where... where is it? Where is it?

What... what do I do?

Guilford.

And now, Your Grace?

Ma'am.

I am going to meet my husband...

...with whom I am in love, you see.

"The soul takes flight to the world that is invisible...

"...but there arriving, she is sure of bliss...

"...and forever dwells in paradise."

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