Elizabeth

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And so shall be saved

from mine enemies!

The waves of death

have closed about me!

The cords of hell

have encompassed me about

and the snares of death

have overtaken me!

The cords of hell

have encompassed me about

and the snares of death

have overtaken me!

In my tribulation I call to the Lord

and cry to my God

and He heard my voice

cry out His temple...!

Move back! Clear the way!

Move back!

Keep in line, woman!

By order of their gracious Majesties,

Queen Mary and King Philip,

we are come to witness the burning

of these Protestant heretics

who have denied the authority

of the one true Catholic church

and of His Holiness the Pope.

Let them burn for all eternity

in the flames of hell.

Benedicat te Omnipotens Deus Pater,

Filius et Spiritus Sanctus.

Benedicat te Omnipotens Deus Pater,

Filius et Spiritus Sanctus.

Benedicat te Omnipotens Deus Pater,

Filius et Spiritus Sanctus.

God bless you, Master Ridley!

For the love of God, friends, help me!

I burn too slowly!

Help them!

For God's sake, help them!

Your Grace, the Queen is with child.

They should've consulted me

before they rang the bells.

Is it true?

She has ceased to bleed, her breasts have

some milk, and her stomach is swollen.

Is it true?

The King has not shared her bed

for many months.

He has a repugnance for it,

as lately Your Grace has for mine.

Norfolk...

Your Majesties,

this is most wondrous news.

Indeed.

We do thank God for this,

our most happy condition.

We must also thank His Majesty

for this event

which is nothing short of a miracle.

What news, my Lords,

of the rebellion against our authority?

Sussex?

Madam, it is safely dispatched,

thanks to His Grace.

Sir Thomas Wyatt and the other leaders

are already dealt with.

If they had succeeded,

these Protestants and heretics

meant to place your sister

upon the throne.

There is no proof

against the Lady Elizabeth.

- She is plainly guilty.

- What need is there of proof?

If she remains alive,

there will be plots to raise her

to the throne.

Ambassador?

I agree with His Grace.

She is a heretic.

She must never be allowed to succeed.

But if she...

If she were brought properly to trial,

she would not be found guilty,

and we would be condemned.

She has friends in Parliament.

My sister was born

of that whore Anne Boleyn!

She was born a bastard!

She will never rule England!

Your Grace will find some proof

of her treachery. I am most sure of it.

It was so fast!

May I join you, my Lady?

If it please you, sir.

My Lady!

My Lady!

Princess Elizabeth!

Princess Elizabeth!

You are accused of conspiring

with Sir Thomas Wyatt and others

against Her Sovereign Majesty

and are arrested for treason.

I am commanded to take you hence

from this place... to the Tower.

Remember who you are.

Do not be afraid of them.

My Lady.

Prisoner to the steps.

I cannot confess to something

I did not do.

Your denials are in vain.

You knew of the rebellion, Madam.

It is plain enough.

Where is your proof?

It was to your advantage.

You must let me see the Queen...

You despise the Queen,

and the Catholic faith.

I am a true and faithful subject.

I attend Mass...

You pretend! But in your heart...

What's that? What say you, Madam?

Speak up!

Madam, if there is some small truth

in these charges,

however innocently or unknowingly

you did proceed,

you had best confess.

I ask you

why we must tear ourselves apart

for this small question of religion.

Catholic, Protestant...!

You think it small,

though it killed your mother!

We all...

We all believe in God, my Lords.

No, Madam,

there is only one true belief.

The other-heresy.

Madam, you are cold.

I do not need your pity.

Accept it, then,

for my sake.

Thank you.

I shall not forget this kindness.

Tonight I think I die.

Madam.

No...!

Save me! Save me!

I am Your Majesty's most humble servant.

Come here.

Closer, so I might see your face.

When I look at you

I see nothing of the King.

Only that whore-your mother.

My father never did anything so well

as to cut off her head.

Your Majesty forgets

he was also my father.

Why will you not confess

your crimes against me?

Because, Your Majesty,

I have committed none.

You speak with such sincerity!

I see you are still a consummate actress.

My husband is gone.

They have poisoned my child.

They say it is a tumour.

Madam, you are not well.

They say this cancer

will make you Queen, but they are wrong!

Look there! It is your death warrant.

All I need do is sign it.

Mary, if you sign that paper,

you will be murdering your own sister.

You will promise me something?

When I am gone, you will

do everything in your power

to uphold the Catholic faith.

Do not take away from the people

the consolations of the Blessed Virgin.

When I am Queen

I promise

to act as my conscience dictates.

Well, do not think to be Queen at all.

You may return to your house at Hatfield,

but you will remain under arrest

until I am recovered.

Thank you, Your Majesty.

No...

Feed her to the wolves.

Let her see what they are like.

She is just a child,

and yet still you piss yourselves!

Your Grace,

Protestants are returning from abroad.

Yes, and have made plans to massacre

every Catholic in England.

There would be butchery indeed

if such a plan were even conceivable.

They say Walsingham

will return from France.

Walsingham is nothing!

Be sure he does not.

There is so little beauty in this world,

and so much suffering.

Do you suppose

that is what God had in mind?

That is to say, if there is a God at all.

Perhaps there is nothing

in this universe but ourselves

and our thoughts.

Think before you do this.

If you must do it,

then do it now.

And without regret.

But first think carefully

and be certain

why it needs to be done.

Look out there.

There is a whole world waiting for you.

Innocence

is the most precious thing you possess.

Lose that and you lose your soul.

...et Spiritus Sancti...

Amen.

Father...

- Sir William!

- My Lady...

There was nowhere else

we could meet in safety.

Listen to me carefully.

All things move in our favour.

Many of our friends

are returning from exile.

But these are most uncertain times

and your life remains in danger.

You must therefore say nothing

and meet no-one

whose visit may compromise you.

No-one?

No-one. Not even Lord Robert.

- But he is a trusted friend.

- Child, listen to me. Please.

You are most innocent

in the ways of this world

and we must do all we may

to guarantee the security of your throne.

Now there is someone

I do wish you to meet.

Monseigneur Alvaro de la Quadra,

the Spanish Ambassador.

Why do I...

My Lady,

I bring a message.

The King of Spain is enraptured,

and offers you his hand in marriage.

My sister is not yet dead.

Her bed is still warm.

His Majesty finds it already cold.

You must sign it.

For the love of God, sign it.

Will you leave your kingdom to a heretic?

He then said that this King

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