Original subtitles

[Elizabeth] What use am I to you?

And perhaps you see a useful playing piece here?

This risks everything-- my life...

my neck.

I am not to blame for your thoughts of me.

You spoke love in word and flesh.

[Mary] The Lord Protector cannot sell Boulogne

without the say-so of the king.

And yet he has.

This country is in tatters because of that man.

[Kett] Now the faith of this isle is denied

by the same men that half starve us.

Kill all gentlemen!

[Henry] We think this an attempt to kidnap the king.

[Gardiner] Or kill him.

Why does he want to kill me?

[Dudley] Princess Elizabeth,

I have a warrant for your arrest.

You can't treat me like this.

I'm a-I'm a...

A what?

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[bell tolling]

[door unlocking]

They say you are refusing to speak.

Do you wish me to have you tortured?

I'd prefer you not to.

[Somerset] No.

Tell me the truth.

My truth is no use to you, brother.

Believe me.

But I look forward to you hearing it.

At my trial.

♪ ♪

[falcon squawking]

♪ ♪

[squawking continues]

[horse nickers]

Do you know what he wanted to do to me, Uncle?

He's still refusing to speak.

I thought he liked me.

And my sister Elizabeth. I thought they both did.

I thought they loved me, even.

We're only questioning your sister.

As we are a great many, trying to find out what it was--

To what extent I was conspired against?

Yes, I well understand it, Lord Protector.

I just realize I was wrong.

I thought the people loved me too.

[Somerset] When they're still in the grip

of the old religion, universal popularity

is quite the steep ambition.

Especially if you insist on reforming them.

They're not reforming. They're rebelling.

They are slitting the throats of the nobles.

They hate us. We're hated.

They hate me.

♪ ♪

Skin it.

Sire?

Pluck its feathers out one by one

whilst it's still alive.

♪ ♪

[falcon screeching]

Like everyone does to me.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[singers vocalizing]

♪ ♪

[door clatters open]

Am I to wait another week or so,

or are you to finally take my examination, sir?

In what subject?

Whatever it is you please

to give me fright enough to answer in.

Fright?

I am to intimidate you into answers?

Is that not how these examinations work?

[Dudley] I don't know.

Never done one like this before.

You've never had to force answers

from an unwilling person's lips?

No, I have. Just never...

...like this.

I fear this is a battle of wills, Your Grace.

I hope I'm fit for it.

I doubt I am.

I do apologize for the delay.

It was so that I could bring you this,

from the lips of someone... unwilling.

This is not Kat's hand.

[Dudley] No, taken down in another's,

as dictated by her.

I'm afraid her hands were busy.

That is her confession.

Confession is for a crime, sir.

What crime was--

Bearing witness to a man who,

every morning, half-dressed,

burst in upon the second in line to the throne.

A man prepared to cut her dress to shreds

in front of his own wife.

To coo, to flirt, to boast,

to be a man ten times more bold and reckless

than the bold and reckless man I myself took him for.

And this all... with witnesses.

What was not witnessed, Your Grace?

If that is the question being asked of me,

then the answer will be disappointing.

Why? Will I be disappointed in you if I hear it?

There have been rumors, of course, gossip,

but, uh, believe me when I say that they and you

have actually crossed my mind very little

before I was sent here.

And why were you sent here, sir?

Ah, now,

why has it taken you so very long to ask me that?

Was not my brother happened upon by Sir Thomas Seymour?

And his dog shot?

Yes. And for what purpose?

How can I answer for a madman

or a villain or whatever he is?

How can I answer for a man I barely knew?

Barely knew?

I clearly barely knew him.

For these are not the actions of a man I recognize.

I'll never call you a liar, my lady...

- [Elizabeth] Good. - ...until...

I have to.

Tell me, sir, what I'm accused of.

The responsibility lies with you

to prove what I have done.

But you have yet to even tentatively

accuse me of ought.

Is it that you're a coward?

Or is it that you came unarmed to this fight?

Fight?

[Elizabeth] Fight, sir.

Fight. I did not misspeak.

Have you come unarmed?

Or have you some arsenal of evidence?

I'm looking for it.

Present it to me now, please.

As you quite rightly said, my lady,

this is not my first time taking a, um--

what did you call it-- an examination.

And what my experience has taught me

is that I must first ascertain all the facts

and then try to read the story that they write for me.

So here are the facts that I have at present.

Sir Thomas wished to kidnap the king.

Sir Thomas wished to marry you.

Who told you such a thing?

So do you see the story?

It seems to be one of an ambitious, reckless man

who conspired with his young mistress,

the second in line to the throne,

to depose the king.

That is an incorrect reading.

So is it that Kat Ashley lies and slanders you?

Again incorrect.

Perhaps you're illiterate, sir.

Or is it that you're a fool?

I am not, sir.

Well, then...

to find this other story,

I will need more facts.

[tense music plays]

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Ones that prove him guilty?

[Dudley] Or ones that prove you innocent.

Unfortunately, though, it does seem that...

that cannot be true of both of you.

So tell me what you need me to know.

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Sir Thomas...

...acted inappropriately with me at times...

...whilst I lived here.

The Lady Catherine was sometimes unaware,

sometimes partook.

My mistress, Kat, had nothing to do with it.

And I...

I did as I saw fit at the time.

At the time?

At the time, yes.

At the time, I did as I saw fit.

There is... no denying that.

And then...

And then?

[Elizabeth] After Lady Catherine's death,

Sir Thomas came to me, proposing marriage.

Let all know that I sought approval.

And I had no knowledge of what would come next.

Mm-hmm.

- [Elizabeth] My feelings-- - Are irrelevant.

And if he has done as I've been told he has...

...Sir Thomas is a man of much wit

but little judgment...

...and is befitting of naught but death...

...if he has done as I've been told he has.

♪ ♪

Have I proved my innocence, sir?

You told me what I needed to know.

My lord, my lady, help me!

I beg you.

[rider] What is wrong, woman?

[peasant] It's my child. He's sick.

[horn blares, all shouting]

- Protestant bastards! - [screams]

[peasant] Bloodsucking cunts.

No! Please! No!

- Please, no! - [horn blares]

[peasant] Take her stuff. Take her stuff.

- Got to get out of here. - Hurry up.

Run, run, run, run.

[both gurgling]

[crows cawing]

♪ ♪

[Henry] A man on the fucking council

rises up against the king, so is it any wonder

that the man in the field thinks he can also?

For Thomas relaxes in the Tower as we speak.

One does not relax in the Tower.

Believe me.

I would like to see some justice,

both up in Norfolk against the treasonous rebels...

If there are no men in the field,

then where on Earth will you get your supper?

...and in the Tower with the traitor

currently residing there.

What did Lady Elizabeth say?

That he's guilty.

Henry,

let us grant a wish of yours.

Lord Dudley, go to Norfolk and mete out

Henry's lusted-after justice.

I'm still considering your other request.

I will let you know what I decide.

It was not a request.

Yes, it was.

Sirs.

[Dudley] You send me to deal with the rebels?

Are you mad, man? Send Henry Grey. Send--

[Somerset] Lord knows I wouldn't mind Grey losing

a couple of limbs or indeed his head.

But I fear it will send the wrong message.

I need it stopped, and you will stop it.

- This is a sign of trust-- - Thomas is in the Tower.

- Yes. - No, no, no, no, no.

- This no little thing. - I know that.

This is not your little brother who you'll be allowed

to scold and then send on his way.

They want him charged. They want him for treason.

- He's been a fool. - He's been a villain!

He is a villain. Can you not see that?

Are you blinded by arrogance as he's family

or by your inability to have ever been wrong?

Or is this-this love?

Is this what love looks like coming from you?

He'd see you dead.

You know that, right?

He tried to kidnap the king.

Who knows what went on with the princess?

Oh, Elizabeth? She's a child and a flirt--

Yeah, and quick, quicker than you know,

quicker than she knows.

And believe me, all was not well there.

Oh, if you've got anything less than the truth

from her, that is your failure, sir.

You are far more use to me crushing rebellions

than negotiating with children.

I would I could ride north and swing a sword

rather than stay here.

Then you go. It'd be best you did.

You're the one they all blame for them anyway.

[Somerset] Me, not the king's religious reforms?

[Dudley] No, you.

I know your intention was to appease,

but you instead stoked every fire

and ended up with no one happy and a country that's ablaze.

So go do what you do well.

You do not do this well.

You do not see what a situation you are in.

You're a fool to send me. I'm the only one who backs you.

I don't need your backing.

I'm the Lord Protector and the king's uncle.

- You must listen-- - No!

You must obey!

♪ ♪

So be it, my lord.

Show mercy to the rebels.

That's an order.

Another one? Jesus, what a day.

[horse whinnies]

What?

You wish to say goodbye to her?

Do you mind?

Very much.

Send the guards away. She's free to go now.

I'll meet you at--

I better barely notice your absence. Go.

- Where's he going? - Do I answer to you, son?

No.

♪ ♪

[door clatters open]

What happened to you?

I'm actually rather hurt my father didn't tell you

of my glorious takedown of the rogue.

What rogue?

The rogue.

Sir Thomas? He did this?

He tried to kidnap the king.

Who knows what he was trying to do--

I do. I was there.

I stopped him.

By providing myself as a wonderful distraction.

This may look like a beating, but don't be deceived.

This was a mighty sacrifice from Sir Two Eyes here.

Well, one and a half, but...

[soft music plays]

I wouldn't cry for him.

♪ ♪

What tears do you see?

I see sadness.

[Elizabeth] And what is that to do with you?

I believe I'm allowed the privacy of my own feelings

if kept within my own head, Robert.

- Grant me that. - I'd grant you anything.

I don't have to like it, though.

My own home was turned into a jail.

- No one has told me-- - The guards are to leave.

♪ ♪

Have you heard about the rebellion in Norfolk?

This man, Kett, and his peasant army

rising up against the new religion?

I have been a prisoner, not asleep.

You hadn't heard of me, of this.

You're short with me.

Well, forgive me.

You don't deserve it.

Imagine being the receiver of treatment that was undeserved.

♪ ♪

My father's been sent to crush the rebellion.

I and my brother follow.

I came to tell you this.

- What? - [Robert] Farewell, Princess.

No, Robert, wait, you can't leave like this, please.

♪ ♪

Look at this.

He doesn't deserve it. He hasn't earned it.

I hate that you give it to him.

I hate that he's done this.

I fucking hate to see it.

♪ ♪

[door clatters open, slams]

♪ ♪

[indistinct whispering, giggling]

[indistinct chatter]

It is an extreme move.

Christ, you say that.

But then again, it is an extreme thing

that has been done.

We call for the execution of Sir Thomas Seymour, Sire.

We have talked to many about his deeds

and uncovered a fair number--

Thirty-three.

Yes, 33 charges, in fact.

Not least, his trying to carry off Your Grace

- the night he-- - I was present.

And his behavior with your sister Elizabeth.

I will not hear your slander against my sister.

What, uh--what do you wish to do, Your Majesty?

I wish to take my cunting bath.

A bath that cools with each second

I am forced to listen

to your black, stinking, bottomless misery.

What does the Lord Protector say?

Oh, we came to you first, for you are the king.

The Protector cosigns my orders.

Grey.

For it to be done,

it would need both our signatures?

Yes. It would.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

You expect me to sign this?

It is your duty as the Lord Protector

to sign the orders of the king.

♪ ♪

But if you no longer wish to be the Lord Protector...

- It's treason. - We don't know what it was.

[Gardiner] Whatever it was,

it was not the method of reason.

You expect me to execute my brother now

for being unreasonable?

Sirs, I have every sympathy, but--

This is a strange time to develop

a sense of humor, sir.

And a strange time for you a spine.

The king quakes in his bed at night

because of your brother's act.

We have rebellions across the country.

We have a war in Scotland,

and you're concerning yourselves with this?

Exactly why we cannot afford weakness.

[Somerset] Weakness?

Not now. Not at this time.

♪ ♪

[Henry] Well, look at that, sir.

Seems as though we're all capable of it.

♪ ♪

[door slams]

♪ ♪

I want a horse.

[servant] My lady.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[usher] The king is busy, Your Grace.

I must speak with him.

♪ ♪

Stop, Your Grace. Stop.

[Elizabeth] Leave us.

Forgive me.

I so craved to see you, I didn't mean to intrude.

- [door clicks shut] - Edward, I've upset you.

I wanted to show you as I am.

I hoped you would continue to have goodwill towards me.

You may stand.

[Elizabeth] I promise I did not conspire against you.

I knew nothing of Thomas' plans.

I saw the Lord Dudley's report

of his talk with you.

Though whether we believe it to be true is another matter.

I would never marry without your permission

or blessing, Edward.

[Mary] You've been a fool, Elizabeth.

You might have stayed with me at Framlingham

and avoided all of this.

I tried to warn you,

but you refused to heed my counsel.

Must you rub in the salt?

You are too headstrong.

There's always a price.

[Edward] Well, for his crimes against brave little Arrow,

my Uncle Thomas should least spend his life in the Tower.

He will not die?

I told the Lord Dudley that if the man had done

as I was told he had, threatened Your Grace--

- He shot my dog. - And if he did so...

- [Edward] He did. - ...then he should die.

[exhales sharply]

Traitors deserve death always, no matter who they are.

[soft dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[chuckles softly]

♪ ♪

The Lord Dudley will be unamused

when he returns.

Not for long.

The Lord Dudley always finds something

to be mildly amused by.

We need to find a strong new voice to lead us.

We need to present the better alternative to the king.

Are we not grown men,

each with a strong enough voice of our own?

Is that not what the bloody will asked for

in the first place?

Moderation, if-if you can believe it,

was actually the original fucking plan.

Yes, yes, but perhaps

men are immoderate and rule by committee.

[Henry] Oh, who- who do you suggest?

You know full well who I'd suggest.

What have we achieved under this Lord Protector's regime?

The war in Scotland. The peasant rebellion.

The desecration of a faith.

Who is to blame... for all of that?

And who would help... stop all of that?

- You offer-- - As long as you listen.

[Mary] As long as you don't interrupt, I will.

[laughter]

[Gardiner] Broken churches and unhappy people.

You would guide the king and unite the kingdom.

You offer me the Protectorship?

You were his daughter,

after all.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[Dudley] You Robsart?

[Elizabeth Robsart] We were pleased to hear

we were to receive you, sir.

- Sirs. - [Dudley] Pleased or not,

not a lot of choice you had about it,

but, uh, we will endeavor to behave ourselves.

"Kill all gentlemen," that's what's been said.

Robert Kett will hang.

[Amy] And his followers?

Gaggle of peasants, mainly.

We are to show mercy.

Quite the gaggle, near 10,000, I've heard.

Or is it more now, Father?

[Dudley] I'm afraid I'll be following the orders

of the Lord Protector and the king,

not your daughter, Robsart,

as insightful as her military strategy is.

They are peasants, Amy,

half-starved and incited by religious change.

Are the king's reforms incitation?

Clearly, they have been.

You question my orders?

You were told to show mercy.

I do not question that.

The men plowing the fields seek to murder us.

The Lord Protector says we are simply to tell them not to

and allow them to go back to their plowing?

Since when have you had an opinion

on the Lord Protector?

You're allowed to have one, but I'm not?

Amy. Amy.

Both of you.

We have guests.

Um...

what do you make of the Lord Protector's policies?

I believe he's doing...

rather well.

[laughs]

[Robert] Sorry, um,

I want to introduce myself,

but I realize you know my name.

[laughs]

No, but I haven't heard your voice.

I'm relieved to learn you're not a mute.

[laughs] No, I, uh-- I'm quite the opposite.

You move on quickly.

[chuckles]

Oh, no, it's happening again.

[Amy laughs]

[suspenseful music plays]

♪ ♪

[door latch clatters]

[door creaks]

[door slams]

You tell all that I keep you back.

And yet here I am again...

...forced to come to you.

"Forgetting God to love a king

hath been my rod or else nothing"--

It's not finished.

The choice is not between God or king.

It's both, but you loved neither.

What conclusions you draw

without ever hearing my testimony.

What did you expect it to be, a confession?

I wasn't expecting it to be poetry.

[Thomas] Are you mocking me, sir?

[Somerset] I haven't come all this way to mock you.

But you just can't help yourself...

...until my trial.

There's not going to be a trial.

- I don't understand. - There won't be a trial.

As I said, I don't understand, not that I cannot hear.

I don't understand why.

- Why? - They've questioned your men.

[Thomas] What?

They've questioned your accomplices.

What-what men? What men of mine?

Men you corrupted to let into the Palace

of fucking Whitehall, Thomas.

They've spoken with them.

And the answers they found led to more and more with others.

So my question is,

what were you planning on doing, sir, with the king?

Well, it doesn't seem to matter now, does it?

Seeing as there's not gonna be a trial.

They've questioned the Princess Elizabeth.

[Thomas] So what am I being charged with?

You're not being charged.

You've been found guilty.

What am I being found guilty of?

Treason.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

And now they're calling for your...

♪ ♪

Who did?

All of them.

[Thomas] What?

The council? Even Henry Grey?

All of them.

Well, the king, the king will never allow--

No, the king has signed it.

♪ ♪

Well, you must be very pleased,

having poisoned every man against me.

You need to see you are not the one

that's being plotted against here.

You have to talk to me, Thomas.

♪ ♪

[Thomas] You are not gonna convince me of my own guilt.

Is that this game that you're playing here?

Want to try and-try and turn me against myself?

What a cruel trick to play against a condemned man.

And you're gonna be the noble one, then?

Poor put-upon Lord Protector,

whose brother conspires against him.

- No-- - [Thomas] What am I?

Am I Cain in this parable

that you've got going on in your head,

and you're-you're, poor, poor,

poor, innocent Abel?

But actually, let me remind you--[laughs]

Let me remind you that Cain killed Abel,

so actually, you're Cain.

You're Cain!

Not that it matters.

Because either way, you win.

You win because you always do.

What are you gonna do?

- Hmm? - What?

Well, sorry, brother, do you mean to let them execute me?

♪ ♪

Yes.

What?

Thomas, it will hurt me every day

that you could not live your life... with measure

- or humility. - What are you talking about?

[Somerset] But please, Thomas, do yourself the honor

of accepting your sins...

No, no, no, no, no. No, no, no, no, no.

[Somerset] ...and try to console yourself...

[Thomas] What are you saying? What is this?

...and prepare your soul for a better afterlife--

What are you talking about?

What is this?

What are you saying?

[Somerset] I will see your child is taken care of.

And I will see as many of your servants

into my service as I am able.

♪ ♪

[door slams, latch clicks]

♪ ♪

[door clatters open]

You-you called us?

I want witnesses.

[Somerset exhales shakily]

[door slams]

[Henry] Oh, Jesus.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music plays]

♪ ♪

[breathing heavily]

[door latch clatters]

[door creaks]

[door slams]

[bell tolling faintly]

Already?

I've written a message for the Princess Elizabeth.

You'll deliver it to her.

It's in my shoe.

You're to deliver it. Promise me.

- As a friend. - [guard] Sir.

Promise me. Promise me.

Show some fucking respect.

While this is still attached to this,

I'm still the lord high fucking admiral.

Lady Mary.

Forgive me, I--

You are on the way to your brother's execution.

I know. I will not keep you long.

H-have I wronged you also?

[Mary] Some would call lies a wrong.

Clearly you do not.

I have done--

What you deem necessary. I understand, sir.

You are not the first nor, I fear, the last man

who acts as you do.

You have held all the cards to your chest,

sure that you are the only one capable of holding them.

And look where they have now fallen.

Look at the damage that you've done.

I thought you a wise man.

When you came to Framlingham,

I was quite overwhelmed with relief

to see you would guide my brother

and that you would permit me to live as I saw fit.

I thought you respected me. I thought you clever.

In fact, I thought you a friend, sir.

I did you too, actually.

And do friends set spies upon one another?

As you mentioned, my lady,

I'm expected elsewhere.

[Mary] In what role will you attend the execution?

As a brother or as Lord Protector?

[Somerset] As Lord Protector.

The world would not allow me to be both.

[Mary] No, it would not.

But it will me,

be both,

sibling and Protector.

In fact, it has been asked of me.

Your council have asked me

to take over from the present man, from you.

For they believe you a man that is compromised.

And I suffered enough ill treatment

at the hands of my father that I will not stand by

and watch Edward suffer the same.

I believe your brother is waiting for you, sir.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[door latch clatters]

[Somerset] Sir, you must come with me.

[Edward] What-what is this? - Come on.

[Edward] I'm not to be disturbed.

What is going on?

[Somerset] Your sister Mary plots against us.

♪ ♪

You're no longer safe in the palace.

We must get you somewhere safe, out of her reach.

♪ ♪

[boy] Father, you sent for me?

♪ ♪

Who's this?

[Somerset] My son, Sire.

You must go to Norfolk and take this to John Dudley.

You'll have to ride as fast as you can.

You ride all the way. You take this to John.

- To John. - I need him.

Tell him that.

I'm sure he'll be pleased to hear me admit it.

All will be well,

as long as you go very quickly.

I will.

♪ ♪

He's my cousin.

Yes.

His name's Edward also.

[Edward] Named after me?

[Somerset] No, named after me.

As were you, actually.

[door clatters open]

I thought you'd like company.

I'd rather be alone, Mary.

No one would rather be alone.

♪ ♪

[Somerset] Come!

♪ ♪

[crowd clamoring]

♪ ♪

He didn't even come to watch.

♪ ♪

[peasant] Get down on your knees!

You can make your last confession.

Just get on with it.

♪ ♪

You'll keep your promise?

Richard, you'll keep your promise?

He wants me to deliver a message.

He's got a letter.

In his shoe.

[crowd clamoring]

[grunting]

♪ ♪

Do it! Just do it.

♪ ♪

[crowd shouting]

♪ ♪

Still the fucking lord admiral, are you?

♪ ♪

[bell tolling]

Well...

...I suppose it is done by now.

What cannot be cured

must be endured, Elizabeth.

I shall endeavor to remember that, Mary.

It was a proverb worn as an old stone

when I was your age.

Younger, even.

When I was out in the cold,

sent to serve you.

But even then, I cared for you.

You used to love to hold my hand.

[Elizabeth sniffles]

[Mary] You still can.

I'm not a child. Please don't treat me as one.

Yes, I do well know that now.

I'd like to be alone.

[Mary] Our father forced me to disown my mother.

He sent a man

who threatened to bash my head against the wall

until it was like a boiled apple.

So I confessed...

...to being an unlawful child of incest.

I, too, have done deeds and said things

in order to keep myself safe.

They will sit heavy on your heart

the rest of your life.

I do not bring comfort, Elizabeth.

I cannot.

But I bring the truth.

Because one of us should.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[Dudley groans]

♪ ♪

All the luck, that boy.

[Robert laughs]

[Dudley] You gotta hand it to the peasants.

They put up--

♪ ♪

[Elizabeth Robsart] My lord.

Edward?

♪ ♪

[Edward Somerset] My father,

he said he needed you.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

You see the man below me?

He rebelled against your king.

The same fate awaited you all for rejecting the true faith.

But you have been granted your mercy.

You owe your lives not to men like Robert Kett

but to the Lord Protector.

Thank God almighty for the Protector's mercy.

- Hang them. - What?

[Dudley] Hang them!

[crowd shouting]

Hang them all!

♪ ♪

[rebels scream]

[crowd screaming]

♪ ♪

No!

♪ ♪

[birds cooing]

[horse chuffs]

Robert.

What?

He, um...

[horse chuffs]

...he did it.

- [Amy] What? - He hanged them.

The rebels?

[Robert] He hanged them.

We were told to show mercy, and he just...

[laughs] And this makes you sad?

How? How?

You saved us.

You saved us all. You--

I'm so-I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry, my lord.

Pl-please don't tell my father

or, worse, my mother.

Please don't tell anyone.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[footsteps tapping]

[Edward] Is this my prison?

[Somerset] Don't be ridiculous.

[Edward] Because of what happened?

Your sister Mary has decided--

[Edward] They don't you trust you

because of my Uncle Thomas.

It seems I am to blame for both his life

and his death.

Why did you sign it?

Why did you?

[hooves clopping faintly]

Thank God.

John Dudley.

[horse chuffs]

My friend,

I hate to admit it, but you were right.

You're the only one who backs me.

I'm sorry for Thomas.

And I'm sorry for this.

For what?

Whether or not you believe it,

I am come to save you from yourself.

And in turn the country, the council,

and the king from you.

Do not make me force you into custody.

♪ ♪

We'll walk together.

Hmm?

The former Lord Protector and the new one

as old friends.

A friend would not do this.

A friend would have listened.

♪ ♪

My duty is to my king and my realm.

You, of all men, should admire it.

♪ ♪

Are you my savior?

I am anything you want me to be, Sire.

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

♪ ♪

[door clatters open]

♪ ♪

[Dudley] Ah.

Your brother did tell me that you had attempted this.

I, uh, admit I struggled to believe it, but...

[laughs]

Well, you've all been very busy, haven't you?

♪ ♪

[Mary] He put his own brother to death.

How can the council be expected to trust that?

[Dudley] They can't.

But they can trust me.

[tense music plays]

You've declared yourself head of the council?

Well, with the king's backing.

I actually thought it best to...

ask first.

Why? Does any man here object?

♪ ♪

Off you go.

♪ ♪

[door slams]

♪ ♪

I can't stay.

They say after what happened,

I should not stay in your service.

My Lord Dudley said...

...as if I could have stopped ought.

I did not betray you, Kat.

For they tried to blame it all upon others, upon you.

But I did not.

They put me in a cell.

[dramatic music plays]

Whenever the tide came in,

so did the rats.

♪ ♪

You could hear them coming.

I swear I felt the ground shook,

there were so many.

♪ ♪

I said nothing that was incriminating.

Whereas I said nothing

before I was handed a dictation of your confession.

I had said not a word.

♪ ♪

I didn't know what would become of me.

♪ ♪

Nor did I.

♪ ♪

[door clatters open]

[Dudley] Rob?

Princess Elizabeth.

Lord Protector.

Brother.

This is Kett.

[dog whines]

[dog panting]

Kett's a good subject.

Are you a good subject, sister?

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

We will all leave you.

♪ ♪

[dog whining and panting]

♪ ♪

The Lord Protector says you are to be trusted

and that all of before was from bad guidance and that--

None of before was because of fault from you.

Of that, I'm sure.

♪ ♪

Thomas wrote this.

The night before.

It is addressed to you.

I have not read it.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[Elizabeth] Last words of a traitor?

♪ ♪

They are none of my concern.

♪ ♪

[melancholy choral music plays]

♪ ♪