All language subtitles for The Royals s02e10 The Serpent.eng

- 'You did!'
- 'Admit you did it!'

'I did it.'

I've been chasing this
moment for so many years.

I know in my heart this
monarchy can be relevant,

inspiring and visionary. I truly do.

'Too many good people have been lost

for us not to make things right.'

I listened to Liam's speech.

He's so clearly Simon's son.

My son is going to enjoy the
same life that you have.

And once I marry the
King, I'll be Queen...

and you'll be irrelevant.

You said you killed my brother. Why?

I was asked to take control
of a manned aircraft.

I was offered a sum of money to do it.

I took the money and I
scuttled the aircraft.

I never would have done what I done to
your brother if I'd known it was him.

Cyrus told me to kill Alistair.

- Liam!
- You tried to rob us!

- You said to trust you!
- Stop!

I know who killed your father!

'Joystick, I have a problem here.'

T Hawk 4, can you repeat, please?

'Joystick, I'm in a rapid descent.
Please confirm.'

Go again, T Hawk 4. You're breaking up.

'Hawk is unresponsive.
Approaching 8,000 feet.

7,000.

Five...'

(Explosion)

(Baby cries)

Prince Robert.

Would you like to meet your
new brother and sister?

Your Majesty?

Your Majesty?

I was thinking about the day
Liam and Eleanor were born.

No-one knew we were having twins.

We kept it to ourselves.

Those are the secrets we used to keep.

(Gunshot)

Liam... Liam!

Liam!

It's not easy to watch.

Show me.

Before I show you this, I
want you to know something.

No matter who I've been
or why I came here,

I told you you can
trust me, and you can.

- And so can Len.
- Princess Eleanor.

(Clicks switch)

I'll be right outside.

(Door shuts)

Open this door! Jasper, open
the door and let me out!

He trusted him!

We all trusted him and
he slaughtered him! Why?

Open the door! Open it!

(Liam sobs)

Princess?

Where's Imogen?

She said she had to go.

Uh, she also said thank you.

If you're looking for
the diamond earrings,

I told her that you would insist.

Good... I would have.

Do you think she'll be okay?

Starting over all by herself?

Are we speaking about
Imogen or a princess?

Imogen, of course.

I think she'll be just fine.

She's strong.

This world can't beat her.

(Door shuts)

If you've come to eat him,
he hasn't been born yet.

Are you really going to have the baby
and his mother sleeping in your room?

Just the baby. And
possibly a sexy au pair.

The mother can fend for herself.

You mean the Queen.

I didn't plan it like this.

And what about your cancer?

How soon will we have to bow
to the little son-of-a-maid?

Look, whatever plot or ruse or
conspiracy you're crafting...

I'm not. I'm done with all that.

I just came to... bring you this.

It was Robert's.

He loved it more than life itself.

I hope our new king loves
it as much as he did.

I won't be attending the King's Cup.

I've got another engagement.

- What engagement?
- I'm getting married.

Right here. Have to
make things official.

Shame you can't attend.

I'd rather attend an execution.

In many ways, one and the same.

Do you really expect me to believe
you're going to accept all this

without a fight?

Becoming the Dowager Queen,
deferring to my legacy?

Fighting got me nowhere.

Rather, it got me here.

To this place.

One and the same.

Going somewhere?

To New York.

To see Ophelia.

Children shouldn't have to
pay for their parents' sins.

What?

For a moment I thought I
saw the man I married.

The man I loved.

Father trusted him.

He told me I could turn to
him if I needed anything.

Like a father figure.

Yeah. Me too.

If we go to the authorities
and they make a mistake,

he could disappear forever.

- I promised my father justice.
- I know you did.

We need to be smart about this.

We need a plan.

You found it.

And now someone has to tell her.

I'm thinking about
repainting that wall.

Starting over like Imogen.

I love you. You know that?

Why? What happened?

Stop! What?

Dad's killer. It was Ted.

- Ophelia's father? Ted?
- Yeah.

Len...

- Come on. It's OK.
- Let me go!

How? Why?

I don't know why. But
he'll pay for this.

- We're coming up with a plan.
- 'We'? Is James involved?

Jasper.

I know you have trust issues.

I know people have failed
you, including Jasper.

But he wouldn't stop until he
found the truth. And he did.

We'll make this right, Len.

And then what? Once all this is over?

Who's going to be left, Liam?

We will. You and me.

- They don't get rid of us.
- We get rid of them.

- The King's Cup.
- A football match?

The first annual football
match dedicated to the late,

thanks to you, King Simon Henstridge.

20,000 spectators.
Pre-disposed to violence.

Especially considering our
current royal climate.

Millions more watching from home.

A video tribute to the late King.

A speech made by the Queen herself.

We'll display our own presentation,

commemorating this...

- 'You killed her, didn't you?'
- 'I did it.'

They'll finally be accountable
for your sister's death.

Wait. There's more.

The Queen smoking a joint.

The King doing blow.

And so many other wonderful moments

from our inspiring and
noble royal family.

They may not make it out alive.

I'll be tried for treason.

Better than being tried for murder.

It's revenge.

I once asked Dominique if it's justice
her father wanted or revenge.

We just got our answer.

What kind of revenge?

They have footage from the palace.
Hidden camera stuff.

Courtesy of Ted Pryce?

They plan to show it tomorrow
at the football match.

They want to disgrace you at
an event to honor your father.

Dominique says she heard
them talking about Robert.

It was Ted who had him killed.

- Are you sure?
- Yeah.

- She said that?
- She's getting out.

She doesn't want any part of it.

- It's why she told me.
- And you believe her?

I do.

- We should cancel the event.
- No!

They'll just keep going.

It'll never stop unless we stop it.

- Meaning what?
- Ted.

- We need to end this.
- You mean kill him.

Liam, you're talking about
taking a man's life.

Even if it's justified, you can't
come back from that. Ever.

Ted Pryce killed my father and my
brother with malice in his heart.

Get me close enough to that
sonofabitch, I'll kill him myself.

Your Majesty.

What does Team Helena want now?

Team Helena has been defeated.

And with Lucius gone,

I thought maybe Team Cyrus may
need my particular set of skills.

All of them.

Moorefield?

You scared the shit out of me.

I'm hiding from the princesses.
The jig is up.

The what?

The ruse. The scheme.

They know I've been seeing them both.

Well, you can stand down.

Cyrus is expecting a son

and plans to reinstate the
right of primogeniture.

Stand down?

His first born son is going
to inherit everything.

The jig, as you say,
is now officially up.

Hi.

Just say it. Then you can go.

I like Maribel.

It's OK.

I can't blame you... I'm apparently no
longer the future Queen of England

and she does like anything with
boys and... sometimes with girls.

I like Maribel.

But I don't have feelings for her.

I have feelings for you.

Oh... (Chuckles)

And as an anti-monarchist,

you are so much lovelier now that you are
not the next in line for the throne.

So, you, uh, you want
to get out of here?

(Giggles) Okay.

Thank you.

There she is. My beloved.

Does this look like the day you
dreamed about as a little girl?

You mean the day I
would marry Brad Pitt?

No. This doesn't look like that at all.

The minister will be here shortly.

Good. Then we have time
for you to sign this.

What's this?

Just a few things I'm going to
need to make this marriage work.

Nothing says true love like
a wife who blackmails you.

As always, your discretion
is appreciated, Doctor.

Ah. My daughter's security detail.

What is it?

The crowd for tomorrow's
match could be volatile.

The people who support the monarchy are
clashing with the ones... that don't.

I bet they are.

What else?

Your Majesty... should watch this.

And then we should speak.

In confidence.

(Text alert)

A love born in trust and faithfulness.

Do you, Cyrus Henstridge, take this...

I do. Wrap it up, Padre. I
want to consummate this bitch.

By the power vested in me... By me...

..um, I now pronounce you man and wife.

You may kiss the bride.

Go ahead and turn away.

But much worse things are going to happen
to that mouth of yours, as you know.

I'm going home to pack my things.

No. You're staying here.

From now on, whatever you
need will be provided.

So make yourself comfortable.

And while you're at it, you might try
spitting out the future King of England.

You got what you wanted.
Now hurry up and earn it!

Apparently Ted planted hidden
cameras in the palace.

And now they have us at our worst.

Speaking of cameras...

It's fine. I looped the
feed in this zone when I...

Oh, when he tried to rob me.

The video hack will be
easy enough to block.

That won't stop him broadcasting
the footage elsewhere.

Like social media. Why hasn't he already
done that? What's he waiting for?

Us.

Oh, great!

Some security detail you two are.

I invited Her Majesty.

Mr. Stewart wants to
publicly humiliate us,

create chaos and use
it to his advantage.

Fine. If they want a public
tribunal, let's give them one.

What are we doing about Ted Pryce?

We need to keep him close.

But whoever does it
will be in jeopardy.

He's a psychopath and will be armed.

- I'll do it.
- No. I'll do it.

What else?

We need complete access to the stadium.

We are the royal family. Who
has more access than us?

(Phone rings)

(Continues ringing)

What kind of sick joke...

(JEFFREY) 'You don't know anything
about anything, Mr. Pryce.

Do you understand that now? You are
not safe. You are not comfortable.

You're certainly not
absolved of your sins.

You will go to that stadium,
you will monitor that family,

and if anything goes wrong, you
will personally execute them.

That's not asking too much,
considering your history.'

After tomorrow, I want out.

'There's no way out of this, Ted.

You made your pact with the
Devil a long time ago.

Deviate from this plan, and I'll be
on the first flight to New York.

You see, I can kill
family members too.'

Hm. Have a seat. Drink?

- No.
- Of course.

I want to talk to you about Ted.

When he lost his wife,
when he was grieving,

- I may have provoked him.
- That's not true.

I was incredibly inconsiderate
and unkind to him.

You're incredibly inconsiderate
and unkind to me

and I didn't kill anyone.

Can you just let me apologize for
something for a moment? Please?

(Sighs)

I was frivolous with that man's grief.

And I've been sitting here,

drinking... and feeling
like I'm to blame...

for the loss of your
father and your brother.

You were just a dick, Mom.

The guy's a modern-day Jack the Ripper.

- Or Grand Duchess.
- Exactly.

You just said some words, Mom.

I'd rather you shout at me than stab
me twice and leave me for dead.

I'm with Liam. It's not your fault.

Thank you.

There's something else.

Tomorrow, if we fail and they succeed,

remember that I love you.

Because I do.

We know that, Mom.

And we won't... fail.

Get some sleep. Maybe
don't drink so much.

Yes, I just said that.

Mom...

When you get in the car with
Ted, don't be nice to him.

If you are, he'll know
something's wrong.

I wrote the book on deception
and facade, my son.

- I think I'll be fine.
- OK. 12 o'clock.

Liam?

I know you miss your father, but...

this is the right way to do this.

Yeah.

I know.

It's time.

It's time.

(Exhales)

(Door opens)

I never got to say thank you before.

For what?

Finding the evidence. Not giving up.

I just want to make sure you're
okay with everything for tomorrow.

If their plan works,

one of us could die tomorrow.

And if our plan works, I'm
officially in the family business.

I want to avenge my father.

I want Ted to pay.

But if we do this, they could kill him.

I don't know if I can
go through with it.

I don't know if I could live with that.

I'll be there. With you.

I appreciate what you've done for us.

But once this is all over,

I need you to leave and not come back.

I can't see you any more.

It's too hard.

Okay.

Okay.

Your father was a man who
believed in the truth.

He'd want you to know the truth.

And son, I'm always
here if you need me.

'That's it. You're doing so well.'

Now just take a nice deep breath.

- In through your nose.
- (Cries of childbirth)

Okay, breathe. Well done.

- (Knock at door)
- Liam? It's time.

Liam?

We have a situation.

Liam. What are you doing here?

There's been a change of plans.

Big day.

Your father would have been proud.

Why did you do it, Ted?

- Look...
- Don't move.

- Liam, whatever you think you know...
- I saw you!

Have you asked yourself
what happens after this,

after you pull that trigger?

My family's avenged.

What about you?

- I consider this justified.
- (Phone vibrates)

If I don't answer it, they'll
go after Ophelia. Protocol.

(Phone continues to buzz)

Okay?

Hello.

One moment.

It's for you.

- Who is this?
- 'Liam.'

Please do not do this.

'I know you're in pain and I
know that you want revenge,

but you don't want it like this.

There's something happening, Liam.

The people, they believe in you.
Don't you see it?'

This is exactly what
Dad wanted all along.

'It's who you thought you
couldn't be for him,

and for the world.

But if you do this, Liam,
if you pull that trigger,

that is when you are
really failing Dad.

And that's when we all lose you.

And I can't afford to lose you, Liam.
I can't.

Please!

Say you won't do this.

Tell me you'll lead us
all out of this, okay?

Liam? Okay?'

Okay.

The car's waiting. We need to go.

You will find that taking a
life is an unbearable weight.

Every second. Every minute.

Every hour, every day,

a constant reminder of what you did

and how you did it.

You can't hide from it.

You can't erase it.

And you can't take it back.

Use mine.

Tell them there was a struggle.

Call it an act of self-defense.

It's just a lie. We all live with them.

You asked me why I did
the things I've done.

I'll tell you. You know that
fire, that hatred you feel?

The one fed by anger and
vengeance and retribution?

I called it justice. But it wasn't.

It was merely retaliation.

And that fire never goes
out, no matter what.

It just consumes you.

It just burns you up.

A video is going to play during
your father's dedication

that documents Dominique
Stewart's death

and the many other sins of your house.

So from where I'm sitting,
you have two choices

and they're both fairly grim.

You either pull the trigger
and be judged for it,

or you step outside this vehicle

and face the world as that video plays.

There's a third option.

You're not the only one with a video.

Interesting.

But if you fail...

You should be more concerned
with the alternative.

What becomes of you if I don't?

And the world sees what you've done?

But you can't be certain
of that, can you?

You step out there, the chances are
pretty good that you'll be accountable

for what your family's done.

Someone has to be.

(Cheering)

(WOMAN) I love you, Liam!

Excuse me. Thank you. Thank you.

Princess coming through.

(Cheering)

(ANNOUNCER) Ladies and gentlemen,

please show your support for His Royal
Highness, Prince Liam Henstridge!

(Tapping on door)

Geez, Rambo. Did you
kill the poor schlub?

Maybe.

- Hurry up. We're running out of time.
- Very helpful, thank you.

(ANNOUNCER) And now, a dedication
to King Simon from his son,

His Royal Highness,
Prince Liam Henstridge.

Time's up, son.

Don't call me 'son'.

(Feedback)

We're in.

We push this button and the
world will know Ted did it.

I'll do it.

I can do it.

What you see of our family...

is pretty much what
we allow you to see.

But I promise you, what you're
about to see is the truth.

On my father's grave.

(Exhales)

(Cheering)

(Crowd gasps)

(Crowd gasp and shout)

You should go.

After him! He's getting away!

(Clamor)

Tell Ophelia not to miss me.

(Baby cries)

Ssh. Ssh.

Excuse me, Your Majesty.

You need to see this.

- (Baby continues crying)
- Ssh.

(TV) 'Police are struggling
to contain the violence

after CCTV footage showing the
late King Simon's killing

was somehow broadcast over
the stadium's screens.

A man believed to be associated with
the Palace's own security forces

has been attacked.

Reinforcements are being...'

Announce the birth of my son.
Maybe that will appease them.

Yes, Your Majesty.

So it was Pryce!

Figures.

Did he finally stop crying?

Prudence!

Prudence!

Prudence!

Prudence!

Prudence?

Prudence is gone. And so is her child.

I married her! You're no longer Queen!

The man who married you
was my gynecologist.

Rachel had them switched.

Team Helena.

But you can't just kidnap her!

Oh, I can assure you, she
went quite willingly.

But the pre-nup agreement!
She wanted this!

The pre-nup agreement
was Prudence's idea,

designed to lower your guard.
Clever girl.

Also... Team Helena.

You manipulated her!

You said you were done fighting back,

and then you take my son?

Why would you do that?
In the name of what?

Alistair Lacey.

You take away my future.
I take away yours.

Enjoy cancer.

(Muted clamor)

Well done with Cyrus, Rachel.

My pleasure, Your Majesty.

Now, then...

My son is the rightful
heir to the throne

and Simon's DNA will prove it.

Let's make things right.

Get me those bones.

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