The Sea Hawk Page #9

- Can you identify yourself?

- Yes, of course.

There's something the matter.

We're stopping too long.

My lady, I'll have to ask you

to identify yourself.

- Certainly.

- They told me outside you were alone.

I'll have to see your papers, too, sir.

I just came in

on the Madre de Dios, Officer.

- I wasn't expecting to go to London.

- That's unfortunate, but...

My uncle, Don Alvarez, sent him.

- A special mission.

- I'm sorry, my lady.

My orders are no one goes through

this gate without a pass.

Officer, I'm on a special mission

for Lord Wolfingham.

Here.

See for yourself.

Very well, then.

Sorry to have delayed you.

Drive on.

When we get inside the grounds...

drive straight to the guardhouse

at the main entrance, and drive fast.

- Don't worry. It'll be all right.

- Geoffrey, darling.

I love you.

In the coach. Officer of the guard!

In the coach. Capt. Thorpe.

Arrest him. Open the door.

Am I in some danger, Officer?

Your pardon, Doa Maria. I thought...

- What's the trouble, Officer?

- He isn't here.

- Where is he?

- There must be some mistake, sir.

He was in here

when we entered the castle gate.

Doa Maria, where is Capt. Thorpe?

Captain Thorpe?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm talking about the man who rode

with you from Dover to this castle.

By what right do you question me?

Guard, close the door! Drive on.

Officer, I want you to station guards

at all entrances leading to the queen...

and order an immediate search

of the grounds.

- By whose authority?

- Lord Wolfingham's.

You'll have his written orders soon.

Just one moment, Maria.

Inside, please! Quick, please!

Search every corridor in the palace.

Sergeant, take your men

and go through the left wing.

Now, mind you,

Capt. Thorpe is not to get to the Queen.

Put him under arrest

and take him to the North Tower.

These are Lord Wolfingham's orders.

This way, lads.

The rest of you men, follow me.

- Are you in danger?

- Until I see the queen.

I'll help you.

There's a private corridor to the queen.

Capt. Thorpe, did Carl come back?

Carl always comes back. He's at Dover.

The door's straight ahead.

The first corridor to your left. There.

Delay them as long as you can.

What do you want?

- We have an order to search your rooms.

- Search our rooms? What for?

I'm sorry, Miss Latham,

but I can't take time to explain.

Either you open the door or we break it in.

Break that door in,

and the queen shall hear of it!

The queen will hear of it if we don't.

Very well. Break it in.

Guards! Stop him!

Have you nine lives, Capt. Thorpe?

Surely by now

most of them must be used up.

I was expecting you, Captain,

but not alone...

nor in a Spanish uniform.

You should be wearing it.

Perhaps I shall one day.

You have some dispatches for me?

I have some dispatches for the queen.

I'm afraid I shall have to ask you

not to disturb Her Highness.

That's very thoughtful of you, milord,

but I think she'll wish to be disturbed.

These dispatches bear the seal of Spain.

You won't be as lucky this time

as at Panama.

Stop it. Stop it, I tell you!

Your Majesty.

Lord Wolfingham.

One less enemy of England.

Read these, Your Grace.

Secret dispatches

from Phillip to Wolfingham.

Proof of their plans to send an armada

against England.

Captain Geoffrey Thorpe.

In recognition of your valiant services,

I pronounce you a knight of the realm.

Rise, Sir Geoffrey Thorpe.

Accept by my hand

the homage of your country...

and the gratitude of its queen.

And now, my loyal subjects,

a grave duty confronts us all.

To prepare our nation

for a war that none of us wants...

least of all your queen.

We have tried by all means in our power

to avert this war.

We've no quarrel with the people of Spain

or of any other country.

But when the ruthless ambition of a man

threatens to engulf the world...

it becomes the solemn obligation

of all free men...

to affirm that the earth

belongs not to any one man...

but to all men.

And that freedom is the deed and title

to the soil on which we exist.

Firm in this faith,

we shall now make ready...

to meet the great Armada

that Phillip sends against us.

To this end, I pledge you ships...

ships worthy of our seamen.

A mighty fleet

hewn out of the forests of England...

a navy foremost in the world...

not only in our time...

but for generations to come.

To England and the Queen!

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