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Gloriana

Alleluia

Gloriana

Alleluia

Gloriana

Alleluia

Alleluia

Did you sleep well?

Not particularly.

Did you?

Not particularly.

Duchess, there are some very
curious-looking shrubs over there.

Would you be kind enough
to explain them to me?

Shrubs are my speciality, sir.

Oh, Albert, we must get
married as soon as possible.

I agree.

But I have to go back to Coburg first.

I wish I were an ordinary woman...

..and you could take me
back with you to Coburg.

..and carry me over the
threshold of the Rosenau.

But you are not an ordinary woman.

You are a queen.

And before the wedding, there are
things that have to be decided.

- But everything I have is yours.
- That's exactly my point.

It's yours.

I do not want to have
to ask you for money

each time I wish to
buy a... handkerchief.

But I have a palace
full of handkerchiefs.

- Why are we running away?
- I don't want Mama to see us.

She will think this is all her doing.

But this isn't about pleasing
her or anyone else, is it?

The only person I want
to please... is you.

- She's not there.
- Ssh.

Have you kissed her yet?

That's er... none of your
business. That means you haven't.

No, wait. You have!

My little brother has
had his first kiss.

So, now the real work begins.

Fortunately, Victoria
is most impressionable,

so you will have no difficulty
in moulding her to your views.

I hope I will be a good husband to her.

Any man can keep a woman happy
if he pays her enough attention

and keeps his other women out of sight.

No, the important thing now
is to establish your position.

Indeed? This is the moment to
settle your household, title,

and, above all, allowance.

You won't be bringing
any money of your own.

I'm quite aware of that, Uncle.

Forgive me for being
a little late, Ma'am.

We do not usually meet
so early in the morning.

There is something I must tell you.

Yesterday I had a conversation.

A very...

satisfactory conversation.

- I'm glad to hear it, Ma'am.
- So, you do approve?

You think I'm doing the right thing?

As you've not yet told
me who you spoke to,

or indeed what you spoke
about, it's hard for me to say.

I have asked Prince
Albert to marry me...

..and he has accepted.

Then he is as wise as he is fortunate.

Allow me to congratulate you, Ma'am.

Forgive me for interrupting,
but I just heard the happy news,

and I wanted to lose no time in
congratulating you, my dear niece.

If you will excuse me, Ma'am...

Please stay a moment, Lord Melbourne.

We should discuss my nephew's allowance.

When I married my poor, dear Charlotte,

I was awarded an income
of �50,000 a year.

Er... yes, an income which, if I'm
not much mistaken, Your Majesty,

you continued to draw in the 20
years since Princess Charlotte died.

Albert will be expecting nothing less.

Why should it matter?

Surely, I have enough for both of us?

Are you going to tell her, or shall I?

You wouldn't dare!

Wouldn't I?

I'm not your subject yet.

Mama... Albert and I have some news.

My little Drina, is it really true?

I am so happy.

I always told you Albert
would make you a fine husband.

I couldn't have chosen
better myself, Mama.

The Baroness says the wedding
is set for the tenth of February.

In the Chapel Royal.

What a handsome couple they will make,

walking down that aisle,
like a fairy tale.

- I see nothing but trouble ahead.
- Why can't you admit

that the Queen and Prince might
care for each other, Mr Penge?

While you indulge in fruitless
speculation, Mrs Jenkins,

I have duties to perform.

I've already had Mr Francatelli here,

telling me that six weeks
is not long enough for him

to create the wedding
cake he has in mind.

Rome wasn't built in a day.

Anything good is worth waiting for.

It's a cake!

Six whole weeks.

I know.

But then we will be together for ever.

Victoria, I hope you will be
able to sort out the matters

about which we spoke.

My household and my position.

Why do we have to talk about money now,

when I am not going to
see you for six weeks?

I will miss you so much.

Imagine I'm kissing
you here, around your neck...

..and how often I want
to kiss you when I return.

Until the wedding, dear sister.

- If she invites me.
- Oh...!

I expect there'll be a lot
of visitors coming over.

German visitors.

First rats and now an
infestation of Coburgs.

I feel like a chapter
from the Book of Job.

Even if one of those Coburgs is
the Dowager Duchess and her dresser?

Is this really necessary?

Surely, whom I marry is my decision?

Of course it is. Nevertheless,

we do need the approval
of the Privy Council.

Uncle Sussex.

Such a delight to see
my favourite niece.

Since we last met, I have
declared the intention

of allying myself in marriage

to Prince Albert of
Saxe-Coburg and Gotha.

I hope that God will bless this union

and render it conducive to
the interests of my people

as well as my own domestic happiness.

Before I congratulate you,
Ma'am, may I remind you

that the Sovereign may
not marry a Roman Catholic

without forfeiting the throne?

The Prince's Uncle,
Leopold, became a Papist

when he became King of the Belgians.

How can we be sure that Prince
Albert is in fact a Protestant?

How can Wellington be so wicked?

He knows quite well that
Albert is not a Catholic.

The Duke is a Tory, Ma'am.

I suspect he means to use the Prince
as a stick to beat my government.

He knows very well,

the one thing the people hate
more than a German is a Papist.

I'm sorry to say this may
not be a popular match.

What is wrong with being German?

If you go back far enough,
my entire family is German.

Public opinion is not
known for its logic, Ma'am.

I don't want to marry to
curry favour with my subjects.

Indeed, but as their Queen, you
must expect them to have opinions.

We must fix Albert's allowance. I
want it settled before he returns.

- I will take the bill to Parliament.
- And he must have a title.

Can't you persuade Parliament
to make him King Consort?

I'm afraid, Ma'am, if the people
get into the way of making kings

they might get into the
way of unmaking them.

English, brother, English.

As they say there, he that
pays the piper calls the tune.

Ja sehr gut.

Then they can pay for the
roof, which is leaking.

- Nothing is settled yet, Father.
- Nonsense, boy.

You are marrying the Queen of
the richest nation in the world.

And I think there will be some
crumbs from her table for Coburg.

Come on, gentlemen, please.
Let's have some order.

How many more German princes are there

hoping to grow fat on Britain's
public purse, I wonder?

I say let the Prince
learn to be an Englishman

on 20,000 a year.

Furthermore, can the honourable
member assure the Commons

that His Serene Highness will
not be given an English title

which allows him to
sit in the other place?

We cannot have Germans
running the country!

I thought I was going to have
to beg for mercy there, Albert.

I wish things could still
be decided at sword-point.

No title and only 30,000 a year?

Lord M, Uncle Leopold was
given almost twice that.

Unfortunately, Uncle Leopold did
not spend that money with discretion.

What do you mean?

Well, I believe there
is an actress, Ma'am,

whose household is
paid for by your uncle.

That is shocking.

At least I know Albert
doesn't have any secrets.

No. No.

Well, that usually comes
later, Ma'am, but no.

- I know Albert is different.
- I'm sure, Ma'am.

I told Albert I would settle
this. How can I explain?

I'd suggest you tell him that the
Parliament that he admires so much

needs to be coaxed
rather than commanded.

My dearest angel, I am counting
the hours, minutes and days

until I see you again.

I know this is not all
you wanted, my love,

but after all, what else
could you possibly need

when you are my husband?

And you will never want for
handkerchiefs, I promise.

It seems Victoria wants
me but her people do not.

You are too sensitive.

It is not you they object
to, but the idea of you.

I want to be her husband,
but I cannot be like Dash,

always running at her heels,
waiting for her to throw me a treat.

I need not tell you that, since we left,

all my thoughts have been with you.

That your image fills my whole soul.

Even in my dreams I never imagined
I should find so much love on earth.

But it is essential, my dearest,
that I have some title of my own.

And an allowance that means I
am not always the poor relation.

I just hope he
is going to be happy here.

The Prince is most fortunate, I think.

Why is he asking for money and
titles when he will be your husband?

A young man should not have
too much money at his disposal.

Look at Prince Ernest.

What do you mean?

Nothing, Ma'am.

Gee up!

It's my last night, Ernest.

I really don't have time
to be gallivanting with you.

Regard tonight's excursion
as part of your education.

What colour will it be, Ma'am?

Princess Charlotte wore gold
brocade, if I remember correctly.

But this is my wedding.

Have you decided, Ma'am,
who will give you away?

It can't be Uncle Leopold.

The Duke of Wellington would think
it were a Catholic conspiracy!

There is the Duke of Sussex.

He is so very eccentric.

You know, the last time I saw him
he was wearing a skull cap and rouge.

Better a bit of rouge than a
mistress and a clutch of children

on the wrong side of the blanket.

I think I would like my
wedding dress to be white.

Ernest. Ernest.

- This is a house of ill repute.
- No.

Think of it as a university... of love.

- But such things cannot be taught.
- You'd be surprised.

Spend an hour in the
company of Gretchen here

and I promise you that our dear
little cousin will thank you for it.

Also...

..eins, zwei...

..drei.

Did you know that Uncle
Leopold has a mistress?

An actress.

Here in London.

She even has a child.

Does he? At least your father gave
up his mistress when he married me.

Papa had a mistress?

I'm afraid the Baroness has failed
to teach you about the ways of men.

Do you think that Albert has a mistress?

Albert? No.

- Not yet anyway.
- Mama!

Danke, Gretchen.

Lord Melbourne, did you know
that my father had a mistress?

Madame St Laurent? Oh, yes.

I believe they were quite
devoted to each other.

Really?

The Lord Chamberlain.

May I congratulate you, Your Majesty.

I want a small affair with a
wedding breakfast afterwards

here at the palace.

Royal weddings usually take
place in the evening, Ma'am.

In the evening?

It has been the custom that the
courtiers put the royal couple to bed.

They were more direct times, Ma'am.

As to the ceremony itself,

I think, in the circumstances,

you might want to omit the
line about obeying your husband.

And then there are your bridesmaids.

I have made a list of suitable girls.

Prince Albert is very concerned

the girls should come from
families of unblemished reputation.

But your attendants must come
from the aristocracy, Ma'am.

Do you find this amusing, Lord
Melbourne? Forgive me, Ma'am.

I think you might make the Lord
Chamberlain's task a little easier

if you were to reduce the number
of bridesmaids from 12 to... six.

Or to four?

Not bad, eh?

Not bad at all.

When I have my own establishment,
I'll need someone at my side.

I'm sure you will.

Wouldn't you like to start again?

It's too late for that.
This is the life I've got.

I have... responsibilities.

Victoria?

Mama.

I saw her once.

Afterwards.

I was playing in the
park at Bad Homburg.

And she was watching
me from the terrace.

And so I waved and she
put her finger to her lips

and she stayed there,
for as long as I did.

When I looked up...

..I could see that her cheeks were wet.

Why did you never tell me?

Perhaps it was easier to believe...

..that she did not love us...

..and we had each other.

And now you have Victoria...

..and she will never leave you.

Do you know how much I envy you?

And how I will miss you?

When you two have finished embracing

like a couple of foolish
Maedchens, the carriage is outside.

You may be about to marry the
richest woman in the world, Albert,

but I can't afford to
keep my horses waiting.

Uncle Leopold.

Victoria.

- Your Majesty.
- Uncle.

Cousin.

Do you find me much changed?

Had you not been sitting
on your throne, I...

..I would not have known it was you.

Might I suggest we start
the ceremony, Ma'am?

I'm going to make you
a Knight of the Garter.

A title?

- I thought that was not permitted.
- This one is in my gift.

I was made a knight on the eve
of my wedding to poor Charlotte.

It is a great privilege.

It is the very
highest order of chivalry, Sir.

- Are you one too, Lord Melbourne?
- No, Sir.

But of course you have a
seat in the House of Lords.

Is Mr Penge wearing a new
shirt? He looks uncommon smart.

He made me polish his silver
buckles again this morning.

He said they weren't shiny enough.

Mr Penge, I am entrusting the
Coburg servants into your care.

Please make sure they
are treated with respect.

Of course, Baroness.

I have been thinking about our
honeymoon all the way from Coburg.

A week away from all this. I long
to be alone with you. Really alone.

If only it could be a week, but I'm
afraid I can only spare two days.

Two whole days?

I know you are disappointed, Albert,

but you must not forget I am the Queen.

That is unlikely.

Ma'am,

Your Serene Highness, may
I present George Anson,

who will be acting as
your Private Secretary?

At your service, Your Serene Highness.

I wonder, Mr Anson, what
you've been doing before now?

I've been working for
Lord Melbourne, Sir,

helping him with his correspondence.

And a capital job he's done of it
too. I shall be sorry to lose him.

Victoria, you know I would have liked
to have... chosen my own household.

I know, Albert, but it is better
for you to have an English advisor,

someone who understands our ways.

Please excuse me, I am
tired after my journey.

We've hardly spoken to one other.

I thought that was the
English way of doing things.

I think you are being peevish, Albert.

Peevish? This word I do not understand.

Perhaps, I should ask my new
secretary to translate it for me.

- Now you are being rude.
- No.

No, no, I am being honest, Victoria.

All the promises we made before I
went to Coburg have come to nothing.

I have a title, but I do not
have a seat in the House of Lords.

I have money, but not enough to
be independent, and now I find

I am to be supervised
by Lord Melbourne's spy.

I think you are right. You
are tired after your journey.

I don't think I want
to play with you today.

Is he going to find himself...

..an actress, like Uncle Leopold?

You said that came afterwards.

Don't listen to an old
cynic like me, Ma'am.

I believe the Prince to
be a man of true feeling.

Really?

I...I thought that you
did not care for him.

Oh, I didn't mean to give
you that impression, Ma'am.

I think he will make
you an excellent husband.

But if that is your concern, then
you should tell him the truth.

You always say the truth is over-rated.

I do, Ma'am.

But then I was not happily married.

Albert.

Albert!

Your Majesty.

Why does the allowance
mean so much to you?

Is it so that you can keep a mistress?

Is that what you think of me, Victoria?

How can you be so foolish?

The only woman I want...

is you.

Will always be you,
but I cannot sit idly

and wait for you to smile at me.

I am not asking you to.

Then, please understand that all
I've asked for is so that I could

have something of my own:

my own position, my own freedom.

The chance to... do something good.

They won't give you the
funds Uncle Leopold had

because he is still drawing on them

and he's spending them on actresses!

It's not funny.

No. No.

When I marry you tomorrow, it
will be as an ordinary woman.

And I will promise to love, honour...

and obey you.

Obey me?

But I am your subject.

You will be my husband.

And you, Liebes...

..will be my wife.

We've been replaced, Lord Melbourne.

That's as it should be.

Fraulein Hilde. Hm.

Wedding bells. I must go.

Hilde.

How I wish you could
have answered my letters.

You wrote to me?

Every week for a year after you left.

I received no letters.

What did they say?

The things that a young man would say...

..to the woman that he dreams of.

I would like to read those letters.

Mr Penge, we're going to be late.

The Prince's party has
already left for the chapel.

The bells are ringing!

Mr Penge!

No diamonds.

God save the Queen!

Hallelujah

Gloriana

Hallelujah

Gloriana

Surprised he didn't cross
himself when he came in.

He even walks like a Papist.

But what a profile!

Hallelujah

Gloriana

Hallelujah

Gloriana

Hallelujah

Hallelujah...

Albert, wilt thou have this
woman to be thy wedded wife,

to live together after God's ordinance
in the holy estate of matrimony?

Wilt thou love her, comfort her,

honour, and keep her in
sickness and in health,

so long as you both shall live?

I will.

Victoria, wilt thou have this
man to thy wedded husband,

to live together after God's ordinance
in the holy estate of matrimony?

Wilt thou obey and serve
him, love, honour and keep him

in sickness and in health, so
long as you both shall live?

I will.

With this ring I thee wed...

..and with my body I thee worship...

..and with all my worldly
goods, I thee endow.

In the name of the Father and
of the Son and of the Holy Ghost.

Amen.

I pronounce that they
be man and wife together.

Hallelujah

For you, Mama.

It's a shame about your allowance,

but I'm sure Victoria will be generous.

If you would give up your
actresses, she wouldn't need to be.

Give up my charity
work? What a suggestion!

And what will you do now, William?

St Chrysostom is waiting for me
in the library at Brocket Hall.

I have been neglecting him of late.

You were needed elsewhere.

The Queen wishes to see you, My Lord.

Congratulations, Ma'am.

I have never seen you look more radiant.

You once told me...

..that when I gave my heart...

I would give it without reservation.

Yes, I remember.

And you were almost right.

Almost, Ma'am?

I shall never forget.

May I kiss the bride?

Goodbye, Lord M.

Goodbye, Ma'am.

It suits you.

The Queen wants these set
in wax before they fade.

Don't you want to get out of here
before you fade, Miss Skerrett?

Hello.

Do you want anything?

Some...

Madeira perhaps?

No, thank you.

I'm not thirsty.

- No Madeira?
- No Madeira.

Victoria.

Albert.