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[Diane] Previously onThe Serpent Queen...

[Henri] I will ride out at the head of my troops.

You will have the highest authority in the land...

just till I'm back.

He will need more funds if he is to keep fighting.

That was your triumph, Your Majesty.

Your strategy-- well, yours and Madame's.

[guard] The king has asked not to be disturbed.

Not by me.

By anyone, madam.

I see.

[Henri] Is it too late for us?

It is never too late.

My family came up the same as yours,

through hard work.

You can trust me.

Sooner or later, they'll see

that you're no different

than the rest of us.

A king who doesn't fight with his men...

-I said that's enough! -[Pierre] ...because he'd

rather be fucking his whore!

He is your king,

chosen by God.

That makes me God's choice.

Or God's whore, if you like.

[all gasping]

Forgive me.

I did it for you.

You are forgiven.

Who will rid me of this woman?

I will do as you ask.

I will search Mary's chambers for you.

Go fetch your mistress a shawl.

What the fuck do you think you're doing?

[footsteps]

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[music builds]

[dark music plays]

♪ ♪

[unidentified hissing]

[gasps softly]

[snake hissing]

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

I knew you'd come.

[Catherine] Of course.

You poor thing.

You must be hungry.

You will need your strength.

I would rather you had me released.

Released?

I'm afraid that is not within my power.

You're in far more danger than you realize.

I went to Mary's chambers because you asked me to.

Are you certain of that?

And you wouldn't make such an accusation without proof.

Something in writing, perhaps.

[tense music plays]

You don't read. [clicks tongue]

A significant disadvantage, you'll find.

What is this?

I don't understand.

Well, what don't you understand?

I thought that we were friends.

And we are.

But everyone has their role to play.

♪ ♪

Now, come on.

Hurry, eat up.

You really must be hungry.

Now, where was I?

Oh, yes.

When Diane was not in my husband's bed,

she spent her time indulging her addictions.

[dramatic string music plays]

♪ ♪

[Angelica] You are a vision, Madame.

So beautiful, so youthful.

You are flattering me.

Why would I do that?

Because...

like it or not,

our fates are now intrinsically entwined.

What about my inner beauty?

There.

[Diane sighs]

You may continue.

Thank you.

Took us more than a year to find you.

In my experience, when royalty starts dropping off,

it's best to make yourself scarce.

So how can I be of service to you?

Madame de Poitiers has sought to replace me

ever since the day I arrived in France.

I can abide it no longer.

Well, that seems to be a matter for your husband.

Well, my husband has never seen reason when it comes to Diane.

Why should he start now?

My real concern is, she blinds him to his duty as king.

I see.

So you wish to banish Madame de Poitiers

for the good of France?

Does that surprise you?

People mock his authority.

And from what I understand,

that can be a dangerous pastime.

I heard what happened to that unfortunate tailor.

Marques was his name, was it not?

It was.

[Ruggieri] I'm sure you cannot fault Diane alone for that.

-Why not? -Well, he was hardly

the first tailor you've seen murdered at court.

Or did Sebastio die for the good of France as well?

Are you accusing me of something?

Of course not.

I simply wish to remind you

that there will always be a price for what you want.

Simple question is,

what are you willing to pay?

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

I dreamt that Diane died.

How did she die?

I pushed her out of a window.

[Ruggieri] Then what?

Then Henri died.

Then you already know the price.

That is a price I am not willing to pay.

We'll see about that.

♪ ♪

Give him a bath.

And find him somewhere to stay.

I'll find my own way, if you don't mind.

Like always.

[Catherine] As it turned out,

I was not the only one

conspiring to improve my station.

Now that your grandfather is no longer with us,

all the responsibility for the family estates falls to me.

Hm. Well, I'm sure you honor his legacy.

Piece of advice:

never let a man do a job

that you can do better yourself.

They're a simple species.

God intended for us to guide them.

[chuckles softly] Yes, Grandmama.

You wanted to speak to me?

Yes.

Please.

You are here for a purpose, hm?

I think you feel it too.

Yes. To unite all of Catholic Europe

once I'm Queen of France.

Precisely.

I've never understood why we are such enemies

with the Holy Roman emperor.

Nor I.

[laughs] I am so relieved

to hear you say so.

Once you are married,

the emperor might be persuaded

to support your claim on the throne of England.

But King Henri holds many personal grudges.

[exhales]

Well, he has not even set a date for my wedding.

Yes.

But there is one specific tool

that can be used to persuade King Henri

of almost anything.

What is it?

Leave that to your uncles.

[knock on door]

Enter.

Madame de Poitiers,

you are looking as radiant as ever.

Can we have some, uh, privacy?

Oh, you can ignore her.

She's deaf and dumb.

[Cardinal Guise] How charitable of you.

[Diane] To what do I owe the pleasure?

Well, we're here on behalf of our niece, Mary Stuart.

[Diane] I am sure she's grateful for your protection.

Well, she's now of marrying age

and very, very eager to wed--

I am... most...

eager.

Her excitement is such, she forgets her place occasionally.

Not uncommon in the young.

[Cardinal Guise] The poor thing fears the king

has forgotten her betrothal to his son, the dauphin.

These days, it seems as if the king cares more

about a bottle of wine than his own country.

No disrespect intended.

In any case, I promised her

that you would be the one to remind him.

Better only make promises you can keep.

[Cardinal Guise] I'm sure we can come to some arrangement.

Is that why your brother is here?

To intimidate me.

Didn't think it was possible to intimidate Madame de Poitiers.

It is not.

[Cardinal Guise] It's the furthest thing from my mind,

I can assure you.

It's just that Mary is the rightful Queen of Scotland

with a claim on the throne to England.

This marriage has the potential to turn France

into a global superpower.

Uh, Henri may not see the importance of this,

but I'm sure you do.

[Diane] I cannot help but notice that this marriage

will also put the Guises one step closer to the throne.

That's just a happy coincidence.

I'm sure.

What about you?

What do you have to say for yourself?

Ah... well, it is my intention

to be a fine wife,

a fine dauphine for France, and above all,

a shining example of the one true Catholic faith.

Sounds like fun.

And yet I still wonder what it has to do with me.

How do I... put this delicately?

Well, put it indelicately.

This game of influence you play...

No one does it better.

And I'm sure it must grow, ah, wearisome

relying only on your feminine wiles.

[Francois] A woman of your intelligence whose advice

the king has followed time and time again.

And yet he's never even given you

a place on the Privy Council.

[Cardinal Guise] The point is...

I can offer you a modicum of security.

Ah.

What do you have in mind?

Well, the bells of France belong to the church.

On the day of the wedding, they will sound

from every single steeple.

So I propose a tax,

paid directly to you.

One ducat for every chime.

That's a lot of ducats.

I'm sure you'd like to provide your daughters

with some semblance of the independence you never had.

You do remember your daughters?

Make it two ducats,

and I will consider your proposal.

Madam...

it never pays to underestimate you.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

Thought so.

Two ducats a chime?

Not bad.

I've always hated church bells.

Either someone's getting married or someone's dead.

Either way, a soul is lost.

[Louis] Therefore, if we're all in agreement,

the Treasury will make a payment

to address the seepage along the Seine.

Agreed.

You're starting to drink like your father

and your brother before you.

I finally see the appeal.

[Louis] If there's no more business,

I think we're done here.

Actually, there was one thing

I wanted to discuss.

Where was it?

[door opens]

Ah, Madame de Poitiers.

What are you doing here, Diane?

I have some business I'd like to discuss with the council.

What business?

There's the small pressing matter

of the dauphin's wedding.

Why are you so concerned

about when my son is to be married?

I cannot help but nurture love wherever I find it.

[Louis] Forgive me, but this is barbaric.

I mean, are we really in the business

of marrying off children?

That's precisely the business we're in.

While I'm sure Madame feels for the girl's aching heart,

it's got to be her uncles who force the issue.

I don't see anyone being forced.

Do you see anyone being forced?

As Madame says, the children are very much in love.

I think that's pretty obvious.

And as moving as I find my cousin's

newfound concern for matters of love,

the Protestants are disgruntled as it is.

This is not the time for a dauphine

perceived first and foremost

as a deranged convent girl.

N-no... no offense to you personally, of course.

[stuttering] The other children

have always appreciated Mary for her religious guidance.

[laughs] It is my humble duty.

Oh, God. I-I think my point is made.

Francis,

perhaps when you have finished your education,

we-we can revisit the matter.

What does school have to teach a king?

Henri learned everything he needed to know from his father.

And you.

Shall we consider the matter closed?

No.

No?

No.

But Henri,

this is what I want.

[Henri] Well, this is not what I want.

Francis will wed when the time is right.

And when will that be?

-[glass shatters] -[screams and gasps]

When I am good and ready!

[breathing raggedly]

God damn you.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

Well put, Your Majesty.

Shame.

Tough luck.

It appears we overestimated your influence.

Plan your wedding.

Henri will not oppose me.

Good shot.

Diane doesn't love me.

Do you really believe that?

I doubt she ever did.

I don't want the same thing happening to Francis.

Fucking Mary...

leads him around like a dog.

Then forbid the union.

If it were that easy.

It is.

It isn't too late.

And have the Guises accuse me of taking sides?

Or the fucking Bourbons.

Privy Council barely functions as it is.

Perhaps if you had an impartial advisor

on the council,

someone to restore balance.

Yes, well, my father banished the only impartial advisor

France ever had.

And Montmorency loved you like a son,

and you him.

If you were to call him back, he would return.

I know he would.

Write to him...

under my name.

In the meantime,

there may be a way to put a stop

to Diane's wedding preparations

without being seen to take sides.

Deliver this to Montmorency.

-[Louis] Ah. -[Antoine] Mmm.

[footsteps approaching]

[Antoine] Your Majesty, how lovely to see you.

As keepers of the royal accounts,

you can reject any withdrawals from the Treasury

if they violate the dictates of the national budget.

Is that not true?

In theory.

The king has imposed a new set

of financial restrictions.

Call them austerity measures, if you like,

to secure the future of France.

[Louis] "Any requests for funds

"considered entertainment or festivities

may be rejected."

I see.

Did, uh... did you put him up to this?

The king is his own man.

No, of course he is.

Never one to be swayed by a woman.

It's clear we have no choice

but to send a message rejecting Madame de Poitiers' request.

It is out of our hands.

Isn't that right, Antoine?

100%. Shame, though.

I love a wedding.

I'll leave the rest to you, shall I?

It appears the Bourbons may have found a friend

in you after all.

[Catherine] Hm.

What are you reading?

Uh, Ephesians 22.

"Wives, submit yourself to your husbands...

[both] "As you do to the Lord."

[chuckles]

My years in the convent

weren't entirely wasted.

Hm. Well,

I'm relieved to hear it.

So... you and Francis are to be married.

'Tis God's will.

I hope so.

You know, when Francis talks, he--

Ah, yes. [laughs]

[imitating stutter] M-M-Mary.

But it is my belief that God afflicts his favorites.

Yes, he stutters.

[Mary] Well, not always.

You see,

so it is with his manhood.

Wh-I... I don't understand.

So no one has told you?

[Mary] Told me what?

It has been our fear for some time now

that Francis cannot have children.

It was the same with his uncle.

You would have gotten along well with him.

As you say, God afflicts his favorites.

Why are you telling me this?

Because according to the terms of your engagement,

if the marriage is childless,

you forfeit your sovereignty over England and Scotland.

My--

well, my uncles never told me.

That's because you were a child when they arranged it.

But I thought you should know now.

You see, when I first arrived in France,

I found myself a political pawn

for those around me.

In truth, I was lucky to survive.

And I would hate the same thing

to happen to you.

So all I'm saying

is don't rush into anything.

[tense music plays]

Uh...

Uh, thank you for this...

warning. I...

I will not forget your kindness.

Excuse me.

♪ ♪

[child reading aloud]

You're a hard man to find.

I didn't think anyone was looking.

Thought you were dead.

Interesting setup you've got there.

Nothing to do with me.

I just chop the wood.

You can go.

No message?

No.

[Mathilde] Hm.

The work is shoddy.

I practiced.

[Aabis] Not enough, apparently.

You're not gonna cry, are you?

Don't let her bully you.

She talks a tough game, but she's soft really.

[Aabis] Take these out.

[Matisse] Thank you.

You're a bit rough on him, aren't you?

Needs to learn.

Free in the middle of the day?

Doesn't Madame need constant attention?

She's busy planning the wedding.

[Aabis] Ah.

It's for you.

I'm sure it's worth more than you make.

No thanks.

Work's steady enough.

Does Diane know you're here?

I do what I want.

Is that what you think?

Oh, don't worry. You're still my favorite.

[Aabis] You really don't know what you've done, do you?

You crossed Catherine.

She won't forget.

I'm not afraid of her.

Maybe you should be.

She sent for Ruggieri.

He's here?

Well,

I don't believe in all that.

It's just a bit of show, if you ask me.

Oh, I hope you're right.

I don't want to see anything happen to you.

Why, do you miss me?

Maybe a little.

Don't be stupid.

-Someone will see. -[laughs]

Do you really think anyone cares what we get up to?

What's happened to you?

You seem changed.

Just enlightened.

Don't you see people like us are expendable?

Our lives can end with a shift in the breeze,

and no one would even notice.

Who can blame us for getting what we can out of it?

It all ends the same way.

And to think, a short while ago,

it seemed the Guise star was on the rise.

With the engagement broken,

we might suggest a new bride for the dauphin.

Why not Elizabeth,

Mary's cousin?

An alliance with the Protestant Queen of England.

God, that would piss them off.

Wouldn't it? [chuckles]

I've always said Catherine was the clever one.

You never said anything of the sort.

Well, I'm saying it now.

You know, Father once said your greatest gift

was to shift with the breeze.

Father is an idiot and quite possibly a pederast, so...

don't care what he said.

I am told my request for funds have been denied.

I'm afraid so, madam.

It is with my deepest--

-Deepest regret-- -[Diane] Shut up.

Course.

The dauphin is getting married.

We must spare no expense.

Well, we'd love to help, but the Treasury may not

be touched for festivities or entertainments.

Therefore, there can be no wedding.

Austerity measures, you see.

I told you to shut up!

Now listen, you fucking maggot.

This is a royal wedding.

And there was a royal decree.

-King signed it. -[Louis] You see,

madam, it is quite out of our hands.

A royal decree?

Indeed.

We had nothing to do with it.

We were merely following the king's orders.

The king's orders, you say?

Now... tell me, Antoine,

whose idea was it?

[garbled] Catherine's.

[Diane] Obviously.

I've always said she's not to be trusted.

[door shuts]

Fuck off.

[Mary whimpers]

Something seems to be troubling you.

I do not want to get married.

Of course you do.

I've-I've changed my mind.

What gave you the idea your mind has anything

to do with it?

You're a woman, for fuck's sake.

Yes, but I will not be a childless crone

without influence!

[sobs]

Sorry. [crying]

Why don't you tell me what this is all about, huh?

Why can't you marry the dauphin?

[strained] Because of...

because of Francis' problem.

His problem?

Yes, his problem. His problem with his--

His?

His--

his royal member.

Apparently there's a family condition,

and if we don't have children,

then Scotland will revert to England, and--

[Diane] Where did you hear that?

I can't say.

[dramatic music plays]

Actually, I think I have an idea.

The door!

[knock on door]

Enter.

May I?

What a long journey it has been, cousin.

Do you think it's wise to cross me?

[Catherine] I am not crossing you.

In fact, I don't see how you come into it.

This is what Henri wants.

He does not believe the marriage is a good match.

[laughs] What is God's name

does Henri know about a good marriage?

Oh.

You poor thing.

You still believe he could love you,

after all these years?

Can it be true?

[laughs]

It's pointless.

Henri will do as I say,

as he always does.

Not this time.

You still don't understand.

Henri and I fit together.

It's simply the way it is.

People can change.

Can they?

Are you quite sure about it?

I don't think I've ever seen it.

I know you think

Henri would have been a better man with you.

You may well be right.

But what you fail to understand

is that Henri does not want to be a better man.

We could have been friends, you and I.

We have so much in common.

Except sentimentality.

That belongs to you alone,

and it will crush you.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

Is it true you have decided to call off the wedding?

My son's not ready to be married.

Mary will make a man of him,

as I have you.

Is that what you've done?

You're angry with me.

[Henri] I was a boy

when you first came to me.

You've kept me a boy

to suit your needs.

Would you really have had it any other way?

[chuckling softly]

I have loved you the only way I know how.

The only way I was permitted to.

If my love has been twisted by my frustration,

and I have done you harm...

I cannot bear the thought.

If that is the truth, Henri...

You must send me away.

Do you understand?

You must find the strength to do that...

For us both.

[Catherine] Henri, what is the meaning of this?

[Louis] What exactly is going on?

Madame de Poitiers has business to discuss.

[Diane] Yes.

The wedding of the dauphin will go forth as planned.

[Louis] Uh, wh-what about the royal decree?

[Diane] A new royal decree makes exceptions

for the dauphin's wedding.

[Cardinal Guise] Wonderful. Wonderful.

It'll be a day to remember--

and may I suggest

we invite as the honored guest of France

the Holy Roman emperor of Spain.

Are you out of your mind?

I-I see no reason

why those of the same faith cannot break bread together.

I'm sorry, is this a schoolroom suddenly?

Wh-why is a child speaking?

Because she speaks wisdom.

Didn't we just fight a war against him?

Fought and won, by the way, while you had your feet up.

The truth is, the Holy Roman emperor also sees the wisdom

behind a closer relationship.

He has intimated he would support a claim

on England and Scotland now that the wedding is to occur.

A united Catholic Europe.

Under your deranged niece? Are you mad?

I-I-I won't have you speak of my betrothed like that.

Ah, ah, ah, shh, shh, shh.

Right, sorry. So not only is the dauphin

to marry a religious fanatic,

we are to welcome the man

against whom both you and your father fought multiple wars,

who locked you and your brother in a tower for three years

where God knows what happened to you,

all in the interest of starting a war with England?

And ruling Europe from France.

Excuse me, my mistake.

You're the one who's fucking deranged.

Must be that mother of yours.

It is Henri's decision.

[tense music plays]

♪ ♪

Times change.

We have no choice but to change with them.

Catherine, please.

I beg of you to see reason.

You have anything to add?

Only that I wish the couple every happiness.

If you will please excuse me.

You are most kind.

Thank you, Mother.

-[Mary giggling] -[Cardinal] Congratulations.

[Mary] Thank you.

Madame, what do you have in mind for our wedding, hm?

Bells.

[Catherine] You see, it was not Diane

who was the cause of my unhappiness.

It was the weakness of the man I loved.

[Ruggieri] Tell me something you remember of the dream.

A detail,

something vivid.

There was a sash

around his chest.

What color was it?

I can't be sure.

[Ruggieri] You must be.

Green.

Perhaps it was green.

It was your color,

not Diane's?

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[page] His Excellency the Holy Roman emperor,

Charles V, and his sister, Eleanor, the Dowager Queen.

France!

[chuckles]

It's been too long.

-Come on, sister. -All right.

[indistinct mutterings]

[Eleanor] Good to be back. Yes.

[Charles V groans]

Madame de Poitiers.

There are those who bet against you.

-Not me. -Mm.

I didn't know you were a betting man.

Only when the outcome is certain, my pet. Hm.

-Hello, Grandmother. -[Eleanor] Oh, my darling boy.

You've gotten so grown up and regal.

Well done, you.

You just need to work on that mustache,

and then you'll be very distinguished, hm.

-[Cardinal Guise] Your Grace. -[Francois] Welcome to France.

[Charles V grunts]

My luggage carts got stuck in a ditch.

Will you very kindly see to them?

Thank you.

Otherwise, I shall be totally naked

for the festivities.

[Diane chuckles]

[Charles V] Now, who is this strong young man, huh?

[Francis] Your Grace.

[Charles V] Ah. Huh.

Feels good to play king,

does it not, hm?

Your grandfather always enjoyed it.

[chuckles]

Don't worry.

You'll get used to it.

Ah. Mary.

My ethereal angel.

I think you are the reason I'm here.

Are you not?

Welcome, Your Most Sacred

Caesarean Majesty.

You honor the thrones of France, Scotland,

and England.

We have much to discuss.

The things we may do together.

-Yes. -[Charles V chuckles]

And the Italian... bride.

I have heard tales of your cunning.

But word had not reached me

that your beauty rivals your brain.

I think you are the one I have to watch.

Are you not?

On the contrary.

It will be I... watching you.

What a charming idea.

And where is the king?

He's indisposed at the moment.

Oh, is he? Shame.

But he always was a shy boy,

even when I bounced him on my knee.

Unlike his brother. Oh-hoh.

Shall we?

[Diane] Mm-hmm.

Christ, he's revolting.

Still, that went well.

Glad to see you have him exactly where you want him.

How about you shut the fuck up?

Are you gonna get his luggage, or shall I?

[door opens]

You called for me, Father?

[pats bed]

Come, Francis, come.

[clears throat]

Auspicious day.

Indeed.

Today you become a husband.

[Francis] I-I'm aware.

Let me give you some... words of wisdom

that my father gave to me...

-[Francis] Don't-- -...when it was my wedding day.

[Francis] Don't worry. They told me what happens

at night with Mary and--

[Henri] Yeah, yeah.

There's more to a good marriage.

Even when Mary is your wife...

you do not need to obey her every wish.

Yes, you must be your own man.

If you're gonna be ruled by anything,

let it be your own mind.

Do not be ruled

by a woman.

[laughs]

Francis.

This is no joke.

But Diane is a woman.

And she does everything for you.

She even invited the Holy Roman emperor even though he--

Don't you speak of things that you do not understand.

[Francis] I'm--I'm just saying. I'm just saying,

you'd be so lost without her.

Everybody says so.

Do they?

[Francis] Look, there's no shame

in giving in to the woman you love.

In my case, M-M-Mary will be my wife.

And it'll be my honor to serve her.

[soft dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

Was there anything else, Father?

No.

Off you go.

My old friend.

[laughs]

Henri.

It's good to see you.

I never thought we'd find you.

Where have you been all these years?

[scoffs] More places than I can remember.

Have a drink with me.

Oh, uh,

no.

Maybe later.

You haven't turned into a fucking Protestant, have you?

I'm just trying to take better care of myself.

You've arrived just in time to see my son getting married.

Yes. To the niece of the Guises.

[Henri] Mm.

I heard.

What do you think of the match?

I don't know the girl, but from what I understand,

she's a zealot.

She's young.

Often a dangerous combination.

On the contrary.

She has new ideas,

a claim to England.

A united Europe.

Shared interests with the Holy Roman emperor.

Whom you entertain as a guest?

What would my father say, eh?

Your father would have rather seen you on the execution block

than consorting with the Holy Roman emperor.

[Henri] And you?

What do you think?

I think this wedding,

and an alliance with the Holy Roman emperor,

will ignite unparalleled

religious strife in our country,

a complete societal breakdown, if it doesn't get us crushed

by the mighty British Navy first.

There are factors you do not understand.

On the contrary, I think you are the one

who doesn't understand.

Hasn't he done you enough harm already?

'Cause if you think he's coming here for any reason

other than his own advantage,

you're even more of a fool than your father suspected.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

I'm sorry.

I'm old. I, uh...

seem to have forgotten the art

of telling people what they want to hear.

You're right.

You are old.

And for that reason,

I will forget everything you just said.

But after the wedding, I want you to return

to wherever it was you came from.

It was a mistake to call you back.

Help yourself to a drink.

We both know you will sooner or later.

[Mary] Ugh! [gasps]

Forgive me.

No need. No need.

Wh-what's your name?

Clare, ma'am.

Clare.

From now on, you will be Mary,

to honor the Virgin Mother.

Yes, ma'am.

You may continue.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[knock on door]

[Henri] May I?

Of course.

Our son gets married today.

I didn't heed your advice,

and I should apologize.

What for?

You're not angry?

Of course not.

Will you joust in the ceremonies today?

Well, I hadn't thought to, no.

Will you...

for me?

Will it please you?

It would please me to see you

as you were when we first met.

Yeah.

Wear my colors...

for luck.

Then you're really not angry?

Of course not.

Enjoy our son's wedding day.

Henri thought he wanted the truth.

What he really wanted was absolution.

So I gave it to him...

the only way I knew how.

[overlapping bells ringing]

[indistinct chatter]

[page] Their Royal Highnesses,

united by God in marriage.

[cheers and applause]

Ah, the happy couple.

[chuckles]

I see great things ahead for both of you.

[Louis] We, uh... we wish you all the best.

[Mary] Ah. And I pray you will be spared God's wrath,

as I pray for all Protestants.

No need to bother on our account.

Though that does sound rather thrilling.

Do you think he's very strict?

I do hope so.

[Antoine] Mm.

Beautiful ceremony, Madame.

Mm.

Did you hear the wedding bells?

Yes, I did indeed.

I will expect my taxes to be collected promptly.

[Cardinal Guise] Any debt I owe you

does not diminish the happiness I have for my niece.

[Diane chuckles]

Traitor.

[Aabis] It's not her fault.

She had a bad childhood.

Mine wasn't exactly a bed of roses.

You don't see me switching sides.

-[Antoine] Aren't you jousting? -No.

How will you get any rest

without beating someone almost to death?

Actually, the king asked

to take my place in the joust with De Lorges.

Henri?

[cheers and applause]

I'd like you to do something for me.

Play to win.

Don't go easy on me.

[dramatic music plays]

♪ ♪

[chuckling]

Henri was always my favorite.

[music building]

[horses snorting and whinnying]

[metal clangs]

[Diane sighs]

Well done. Very good.

[indistinct chatter]

No, you insult me.

I told you to play to win,

no matter the outcome.

You consider that an order

from your king.

[De Lorges] As you wish.

[music builds]

♪ ♪

[Henri] Ah!

[cheers and applause]

Tell him to stop.

Tell him I saw it in a dream,

that he dies on this course unless he stops now.

Tell him.

[Mathilde] Page!

Did you tell him?

[Mathilde] I told him precisely.

Once more.

Once more.

[gasping and screaming]

[screams]

You killed him.

Accidents happen.

[Rahima] No.

W-with you, they-they happen too often.

You are evil,

just like they all say.

And-and I have let myself be led astray.

I pray for forgiveness.

[laughs]

Oh, come on.

No one's watching.

There's no point in pretending to be a pious little mouse

when you're willing to maim a servant girl

and steal from a queen.

You said we were the same.

And we are.

[dramatic music plays]

Cut her rations by half.

[guard] Yes, Your Majesty.

♪ ♪

[door slams]

Are you sure you picked the right girl?

Rahima will do what I expect.

I have every faith in her.

[children chattering indistinctly]

Good.

Because if you don't take care of this soon...

Mary will certainly find her own way

to remain Queen of France.

[dramatic music plays]

["Boys Wanna Be Her" by Peaches playing]

[singer] ♪ You've got them all By the balls ♪

♪ Causing waterfalls Stonewalls, bar brawls ♪

♪ Climbing stalls At concert halls ♪

♪ To you they crawl Body sprawl ♪

♪ Smoking Pall Malls Close call, stand tall ♪

♪ Doll, you make them Feel so small ♪

♪ And they love it ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ The girls wanna be her ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ The girls wanna be her ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ The girls wanna be her ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ I wanna be her ♪

♪ Yes I do ♪

♪ Listen up, listen up Listen up, voices scatter ♪

♪ Listen up, listen up Listen up, voices scatter ♪

♪ Listen up, listen up, Listen up, voices scatter ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ The girls wanna be her ♪

♪ The boys wanna be her ♪

♪ ♪