All language subtitles for Stalkked.byy.a.Prince.2021.720p.WEB.h264-KOMPOST

No!

Please!

I just want to go home.

Please!

I won't tell anyone.

Please.

You got to be kidding me.

Good morning.

- Hey.
- Oh.

You okay?

Yes. I'm fine.

I'm just a little
over-caffeinated.

I saw you were answering
work e-mails

at 3:00 in the morning
last night.

Again.

I thought I was dreaming.

Alyssa, you've been
serving yourself up

some awfully vanilla dreams.

You deserve cookies and cream.

I'm fine.
I'm just a little off-schedule.

Maybe try to grab a power nap
after work.

We've got that launch party
tonight.

We're going to need your charm
meter set to a solid 9.8.

Hmm. That's tonight?

I was hoping that I could
conk out on the couch

with a bowl of cornflakes.

What? You're not still moping
about what's-his-name, are you?

It's been weeks.

We need to get you
back out there.

Please don't make me beg.

Fine. You win. You always do.

Who knows?
You might even meet a celebrity.

Isn't that our job?

If I'm tired,
I am going home early.

Just be ready by 8:00.

You're always late.

(phone ringing)

(chuckling)

Okay. All right.

- Jack?
- Okay. Stand back. Over here.

Jack?

Will you get back, please?

Jack, do you have any comment
about your brother?

- What has he said to you?
- Jack, could you just turn--

Any plans on settling down soon?

Is there someone special
in your life?

It's nice to see you all,
but I can't talk.

- Duty calls.
- What's going on?

I did say we should have taken
the service entrance.

And miss the photo-op? No.

We mustn't disappoint
the public, Taffer.

Rule number one
when visiting abroad.

Every move must be chronicled
and whispered of.

This is a treasure hunt,
and we are the treasure.

They're like a pack of bloody
hyenas, clamoring for the kill.

Good. The louder they bark,
the more positive my press.

What's next on the gauntlet?

Lunch with the vice-mayor
and city dignitaries.

- The vice-mayor?
- Mm-hmm.

You have a phone interview
with Radio France at 4:00.

We can do that from the room
if you like.

Then a gala event this evening
at the Vanguard Hotel.

Keep the interview
and skip the gala.

I'm feeling a touch of jetlag.

It's a launch event for a brand
you've endorsed, sir.

You're the face, if you will.

And?

They're partnering with
one of your top charities

and making
a hefty public donation.

Well, please ensure that
my tux is pressed.

Already taken care of.

Who knows, Taffer?

Might not be
a complete waste of time.

I might just meet someone new.

Ah.

(sighing)

(groaning)

I'm late, I know. I apologize.

Let's just move past it.

Rachel, I've been waiting here
for 20 minutes.

What did I just say?

- Don't you look nice?
- Oh, you look nice, too.

Tell me it wasn't us
who came up with that slogan.

I heard it was that guy
from GRE.

Tonight we're strictly
public relations.

Someone needs to get that guy
a thesaurus.

I know.

Oh, hey.
The slogan looks fabulous.

(chuckling)

Uh, brown-noser.

Part of the job is...

knowing when to fib.

- I know.
- You're getting it.

Especially when you're hunting
for a promotion.

Look who just walked in.

Alyssa:
Wait. Isn't that--

Prince Jack, Earl of Northshire,
sixth in line to the throne.

But first in line
to my royal-watching heart.

He is even glossier
than his magazine covers.

Rachel: Forget touch-ups.
They've been toning him down.

Didn't think he'd show tonight.

He never shows up
to these things.

Wish me luck. I'm going in.

Rachel, you're married.

This one's not for me.

(clearing throat)

Oh, my God.

♪

Jack, this is
the alluring young lady

I was telling you about.

Alyssa Banks, Prince Jack.

Prince Jack,
the exquisite Alyssa.

Charmed.

Hi.

Oops. I just remembered I left
my phone at the coat check.

I'll be right back.

I'm so sorry about that.

I don't know if she thought
she was doing me a favor

or playing a prank on me.

No, please.
No apology necessary.

I wish I had a friend around
who would speak so highly of me.

Your reputation precedes you.

What did she say?

Only the right things,
I assure you.

Now, Alyssa.

I believe
that's of Celtic origin?

Really? I thought it's from
Who's the Boss.

No. Actually,

if my fading memories of Oxford
don't deceive me,

"Alyssa" means "noble woman"
in the Gaelic tongue.

Wow. And what does "Jack" mean
in the Gaelic tongue?

Now, that's a very good question

that deserves
a fascinating answer.

But first, can I get you
a drink?

Yes. I'd love a drink.

Now unfortunately, all they have
is this designer vodka.

I'd complain,

but apparently they're making
a hefty donation

to one of my charities, so--

Personally, I thought
it was a tad inappropriate

to send alcohol to a school

filled with
underprivileged children,

but no one really listens to me.

I'm just the figurehead.

My brother Timothy,
he's the business one.

I guess that makes me
the rapscallion.

- Vodka is fine.
- Perfect.

(laughing)

We'll take another martini,
my friend. Thank you.

Thank you so much.

- Cheers.
- Cheers.

(glasses clinking)

- So, Alyssa...
- Mm-hmm?

what brings you here tonight?

Well, Jack,

my very annoying, pushy
but well-meaning friend Rachel,

who you just met
before abandoning me.

She forced me to come.

But I'm also a publicist,
here to represent my firm.

Hijacked by high society.

I see we have that in common.

I suppose we do, yes.

I'll tell you what.

Want to vent a little about it
away from all of this hoopla?

Mm-hmm. Yeah. I'd like that.

Then follow me.

Rachel:
Alyssa?

You two, together? Hot babies.

Jack:
So, Alyssa,

tell me more about yourself.

Well, like I mentioned before,
I'm a publicist by trade,

working my way to
a corner office,

and I've spent most of my life
in the city.

Yes. Miraculously unattached,
somehow.

Yeah. I just got out of
a serious long relationship.

My sympathies. What went wrong,

if you don't mind my asking?

We just started drifting apart.

And if I'm being honest,
one day I came home

and he was in bed with
one of my clients,

and that kind of put
the nail in the coffin.

(sighing)

Cheeky bastard.

I'm not sure "cheeky"
is the word I would use exactly.

No, but how short-sighted of him

to risk losing someone like you.

Well, I seem to have a habit

of attracting risk-takers.

True love is precious, and it
should never be gambled with.

Sadly, it often takes
a broken heart or two

to learn that lesson.

Sounds like you've had
a few bad bets of your own.

Yet here we both are,

back at the table, willing
to try our luck once again.

(glasses clinking)

Right over there
is my favorite place to eat.

I'll have to check it out.

Your Highness?

Time to go.

Yes. I'm so sorry,

but I have a prior engagement
that simply cannot be avoided.

Can I see you again?

Some place quieter,

away from all the paparazzi
and people.

Yeah. I would like that.

Splendid.

What's the best way
to reach you?

(phone buttons beeping)

My number.

Nice to meet you, Alyssa.

Nice to meet you, too, Jack.

See you soon.

(laughing)

(sighing) I thought that night
would never end.

I can't stand those galas.

I'd rather spend a night
in the stocks.

You seemed to be enjoying
yourself well enough, sir.

(exhaling)

She was an enchanting
little thing, wasn't she?

I'll send you her info.

Find out what you can.

Yes, Your Highness.

Ah.

There you are.

I am going to go wash
the taste of that cheap stuff

that they were serving
out of my mouth.

I'll see you in the morning.

(sighing)

Ah.

(phone vibrating)

What?

I'm calling with your weekly
reminder, dear brother.

Are you my nursemaid now,
Timothy?

Will you sing me softly to bed?

Have you taken them?

Taking what?
You'll have to be more precise.

Taking my time? Taking care?

Taking a hard right turn?

Your pills, Jack.

Are you taking your pills?

Of course I am.

Promise me.

(pills rattling in bottle)

There you are. In like Flynn.
Consider me anesthetized.

Thank you, Jack.

You know I love you.

Susan loves you.
Mother loves you.

We all miss you.

The feeling is mutual.

(dial tone sounding)

Of course I'm taking my pills!

Bottoms up, beautiful.

See you soon.

(sighing)

♪

So, what are you planning
on wearing on your big date?

I'm thinking saucy serving wench
meets posh princess.

(chuckling)
I doubt he's even going to call.

But I was thinking
lady-in-waiting.

At best, a baroness.

Mmm. Leaving room
for social climbing. I like it.

Just remember, you might hail
from Connecticut,

but you're still royalty to me.

Oh.

By the way,
obviously I'm rooting for you

and want you to get married

and have
many blue-blooded babies,

but if the moment presents
itself

and it doesn't feel weird,

maybe you could talk up KLC
a bit.

Imagine if we got him
to switch reps.

The two of us
would be running this place.

Nothing obvious.
Nothing obvious.

Just, you know, something
to keep on the back burner.

(phone vibrating)

- Is that him?
- I don't know.

Hello?

Jack:
Hey there.

Um, hi.

Is it him?

Uh, how nice to hear from you.

Jack:
Am I calling at a bad time?

No. Not at all.

We just seem to have
a bad connection.

My bars are dropping
like flies over here.

- Flies?
- I don't know.

Jack: I was just calling because
I've been thinking of you.

Oh.

Jack: This might seem
rather bold of me,

but I'm only in town
for a short while

and I'd quite like to
make the most of it.

Are you asking me out?

Jack:
I suppose I am.

- (squealing)
- Okay. Uh, yeah.

Let me just check my schedule.

Ooh. You are in luck.

I have
a last-minute cancelation.

Jack:
Splendid. How does brunch sound?

It sounds like the meal
between breakfast and lunch.

What are you doing?

So, um, when were you thinking?

Jack:
I was thinking how about now?

Excuse me?

Jack:
Look out the front window.

Oh! Hi.

(laughing nervously)
Um, yeah. That sounds great.

I will be down in one second.

I'll see you soon.

Rachel, how does he know
where our office is?

I'm sure he knows
how to use the internet,

or how to order someone else to.

I'll bet he knows how to give

all sorts of
interesting commands.

- Rachel--
- Go.

You've got six more seconds
or I'm getting a divorce,

learning to slouch
and going down there myself.

Do I slouch?

Go.

Uh, okay.

Jack:
What?

I like your glasses.

They help me hide
while out in the open,

rendering me
completely unrecognizable.

You disagree?

No. Not at all.

You're like Superman
and Clark Kent.

I'll take that as a compliment.

- Next time I'll wear my cape.
- Mmm.

That will really complete
the look.

Enjoying the view?

It's just feels so strange
being driven around by a prince.

(laughing)

Well, just pretend I'm

a slightly overpriced chauffeur.

I'll try.

We're almost there.

(scrumming)

- Jack, over here.
- Jack?

Is this all for you?

Possibly.

There might also be
a few pop stars

laying low by the pool, though.

Ah, our third wheel.

You shouldn't be traveling in
the city without a guard, sir.

Your brother would not approve.

Well, you should do a better job
keeping tabs on me then.

(reporters clamoring)

Photographer:
Right here!

Thank you. Thank you.

- Get back.
- Jack! Jack!

Who's the new mystery girl?

Jack, please!
Any comment on the girl?

(light jazz playing)

Where is everyone?
The place looks deserted.

Well, I called in a favor
to ensure our privacy.

- This is all for us?
- Jack: No more distractions.

Just us.

Please.

Alyssa: Thank you.

Jack: All right.

What about your personal life?

It must be hard to find balance.

Well, I don't know that I've
ever had a personal life.

From the moment I was born,
I've been under scrutiny.

And to the public,
I'm duty-bound

to present a picture
of nobility, stiff upper lip.

The truth is... all families
have their problems.

It's just that ours
they refer to as scandals.

I think I read
somewhere in a tabloid

about a feud with your brother.

Don't believe
everything you read.

No, we have our disagreements,
but it's no Game of Thrones.

It's mostly just
petty arguments.

You know, who gets to sit in
front for group portraits,

who uses which vacation house,

stupid gossip, things like that.

Hmm. So, means
you don't have a dragon.

Only on our coat of arms.

It must be so fascinating to be
a part of such history.

I can barely trace my family
past my great-grandmother.

Sometimes tradition is a trap.

At the moment,
I'm much more focused

on what lies ahead of me.

Can I tell you a secret?

Yes. I am PR -
gossip is my trade.

Well...

♪

What do you think?

I think your secret
is safe with me.

Can I share another?

I'm all ears.

More champagne?

Oh, no. I shouldn't.
(chuckling)

I'm starting to
feel a little, uh...

bubbly.

This is a bad thing?

That depends.

- On?
- If you like bubbles.

Um, where is the bathroom?

It's just down the hall.

Taffer will show you.

Thank you.

End of the hall on your left.

Thanks.

♪

Can I help you?

Just checking in.

Jack: Uh-huh.

Spit it out, Taffer.

She seems like
a very a nice girl, sir.

Don't they all.

Ah...

Well, this has been
really wonderful,

but I should be
getting back to work.

Wh-- so soon?

Well, we've been here for hours.

It's just...

there was one last thing
I meant to show you.

Is it a dragon?

Close.

Please...

do me this honor.

Right this way.

(horse whinnying)

(chuckling)
You have got to be kidding me.

You're not afraid
of horses, are you?

No. I adore horses.

Good. Well, come on then.

This is so beautiful.

I thought you might like it.

I only wish
I didn't have to leave soon.

You're leaving? When?

A few days' time.
Back to Northshire.

Duty calls.

I want you to come.

Jack...

Don't you want to?

We only just met.

Is there someone else?

No, no.
It's nothing like that.

Look, I would love to share
an adventure with you,

but I can't just up and leave my
whole life at a moment's notice.

Alyssa, let me spoil you.

Let me help you take a break
from all that for a while.

I really like you, Jack,

but like I told you, I just got
out of a long relationship.

So, there is someone else.

No, there isn't, I swear.

It's just promised myself that I
would take things slow,

and taking plane
across the Atlantic

is just a bit too fast.

I'm so sorry I gave you
the wrong impression.

Nonsense.

You only
strengthened my resolve.

Driver, take us back.

Jack: Now, you stay.
I'll go around.

Oh, thank you.

(sighing)
That was so fun.

Yes, it was.

Now, Taffer's going
to take you home.

I, unfortunately,
have a call I need to attend to.

Oh, okay.

I'll phone you tonight.

Take care of her.

Yes, sir.

♪

Taffer: We've arrived, miss.

Oh. Thank you.

It's Taffer, right?

That's right.

Apologies if I'm overstepping,

but you seem
to really like Jack.

Yeah, I do.
Is that all right?

Of course. It's...

You should know there's
a lot of extra baggage

that goes along with a person
in His Lord's position.

It's not for everyone.

I'm not really sure if
you're giving me a warning

or offering me advice.

No. Nothing like that, miss.

Just make sure you
keep your head about you.

Don't get dazzled by the glitz.

Thanks.

♪

(exhaling deeply)

Don't you disappoint me.

(phones ringing)

So?!
Tell me everything!

Well, it was fun
and we went on a carriage ride.

Like Cinderella?
Did he take you to the ball?

No, there was no ball,

there was no giant pumpkin,
no glass slippers.

Hmm. I guess that's still
reason enough... to marry him!

Stop.

Did you kiss?

Oh my God, I bet his breath
smells like mint julep.

- Was there any tongue?
- A little.

(gasping)
And then you left?

You left his sight?

Well, I had that late meeting
with Thompson Management.

What?
I would have covered for you!

I needed the commission.

Alyssa, if I were you, I'd
already be back at his hotel.

Well, okay.

(sighing)

Unbelievable.

(retching)

(breathing heavily)

(sputtering)

Sir, I...

(breathing heavily)

What bone are you choking on?
Spit it out.

Taffer:
Are you feeling all right?

Peachy. Why?

Taffer: I haven't seen you
take your meds recently.

Timothy has raised concerns.

(tapping feet)
Oh, are you here to diagnose me?

Shall I open up and say, "ahh"?

I'm no doctor, but I do have the
ear of the royal physician,

who informed us, unequivocally,

how dangerous
it is to taper off unsupervised.

You're getting
obsessive again, sir.

Taffer,
your job is to protect me,

not to patronize me.
So, go. Leave my sight.

I said...

go!

(huffing)

♪

Happy?

(door closing)

(pill clattering)

- Look at this.
- What?

(whispering:)
Rachel, oh my God.

According to the press,

you're half Goldilocks,
half gold-digger.

The poor wrong girl
with the right rich guy.

Only interested in
the family jewels.

This is so not good.

Are you serious?
This is awesome!

No one cares what they write in
those blurbs. You're famous.

I'm never wanted to be famous.

I just wanted a nice guy to
cuddle up with on a rainy day.

Well, that's basically
what you've got,

except this one
can knight people.

Or is that just the Queen?

I don't know.

When are you seeing him again?

Well, he did mention
about flying back home

to close up some country
chateau for the season.

Back to some isolated estate
in the English countryside?

Sounds like a fairy tale.
Tell me he invited you.

I mean,
he might have hinted at it.

Okay, I am booking you

for a touch up with
my stylist tomorrow morning.

Nothing fancy. Just a rinse and
some thermal skin rejuvenation.

Okay, Rachel, no. I'm not--

No no's. This one's on me.

(sighing)

(phone vibrating)

Not today.

(keyboard clacking)

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

Chuck:
Alyssa, hey.

Uh, I was just, uh,

you know, wondering
how you've been.

I'm doing good.
Thanks, Chuck.

Great, great. Um...

I was just, you know,
reaching out and...

Well, we didn't really end on
the best terms and, uh...

I just wanted to
let you know that...

I still care about you.

And I don't want to
lose you from my life.

Well, you kind of made that
choice for both of us.

I'm not trying to
excuse any of my behavior--

Good.
I'm glad we're on the same page.

I was just hoping that maybe
we could meet for a coffee

or something soon.

Catch up a little?

Shouldn't you be busy
with your new girlfriend?

Chuck:
It's not like that, Alyssa.

I'd just like to see you.

Nothing serious.

Just talk things out.

Chuck: I don't know.
I'm pretty busy.

Chuck: Please? Um...

Just one conversation.

Okay. I don't know.

Maybe we can meet for
coffee some time.

That sounds nice.

Okay, well, I have to go.

Okay, great.
Um... talk soon.

Bye.

♪

(glass shattering)

(keyboard clacking)

(phone vibrating)

(phone continues vibrating)

(phone vibrating)

Hello?

Please come downstairs.
Let me take you to dinner.

What?

Chuck:
I couldn't wait to see you.

I'm here now.

(sighing)
I don't know, Chuck.

It's just too much.

Just come talk to me.

Okay, fine.

But I'm not going to
dinner with you.

I'll take it.

I'll be out in a minute.

I'll be waiting for
you down here.

(sighing)

♪

Jack: Hey, Chuck!

Do I know you?

Aren't you--

(sighing)

Alyssa: Chuck? Chuck?

(grunting)

I come from a long line
of conquerors, Chuck.

It may seem like a lot of
pomp and circumstance now,

but I assure you, our origins
are carnage incarnate.

You awakened
my territorial instinct.

She's mine.

(Jack sighing, exhaling sharply)

(phone ringing)

(phone vibrating)

(phone continues vibrating)

(phone vibrating)

Chuck, I don't know what game
you think you're playing,

but it's not funny.

Don't bother calling me back.

This was a mistake.

(sighing)

(buzzer sounding)

(exhaling sharply)
Really?

Jack?

How did you find me?

Followed my heart.

What is this?

Just a token of my devotion.

Oh...

I know we've only just met,

I know this may seem reckless,

but I can't stop
thinking about you.

Come back with me to Northshire.

My family has a getaway there.

It's quaint, away from
the press, the cameras.

It will be just us.

It's where I can show
you the true me.

I am really flattered, I am,

but I have a job and
I have responsibilities.

Well, I already took the liberty

of calling your
co-worker Rachel.

She's agreed to cover for you.

You spoke to Rachel?

Come with me,
just for a few days -

a stolen moment in time.

Okay. Yes.

- Thank you, Taffer.
- No worries, sir.

- Thank you.
- Of course.

Is this all for us?

Jack: But of course.

And there's plenty of
Champagne on board.

Alyssa: Ooh...

- After you.
- Thank you.

♪

You call this quaint?
Is this where you live?

Or are you taking me
on a museum tour?

Jack: Not live; summering.

In America, I suppose you'd
call it going to the cottage.

You have horses?

Jack: Once upon a time.

They're all gone now,
along with the staff.

Now, it's just a deathtrap
waiting to crumble.

We stay clear of it.

Gotcha.

Wow.

♪

Grandad used to take us here to
go hunting when we were kids.

It hasn't gotten
much use since he passed.

The press stopped
watching it ages ago.

It's so beautiful.

Yes, it is.

Come.

This way.

(chuckling)

Here we are.

This is amazing.

I'll leave you to settle in.

How does a cocktail
later on sound?

Sounds wonderful.

Splendid.

Wow.

(phone dialing)

(phone beeping)

♪

No way.

(phone dialing)

(phone beeping)

Come on.

(phone dialing)

(phone beeping)

(exhaling sharply)

♪

(gasping)

Sorry.
I didn't mean to startle you.

I came to fetch you
for that drink.

Everything all right?

Mm-hmm.

Were you planning on
wearing that as a hat?

Uh...

Oh. N-no.
I-I got distracted.

But I found something.

What did you find?

This earring.

That's odd.

Is that blood?

- Blood?
- Yeah.

No, that looks
more like rust to me.

Likely dropped by some careless
member of the cleaning staff.

And you know what they say -

the cheaper the trinket,
the darker the tarnish.

Come.

I've set up a surprise for you
outside in the garden.

Follow me.

Now, we're almost there.

You're doing great.

All right,
you can open your eyes.

Oh, Jack...
This is amazing.

Jack: You like it?

Alyssa: It's beautiful.

Good. Please join me?

(sighing)

To trans-Atlantic travel

and life's grand adventure.

To adventure.

I cannot believe
that you grew up here,

running these halls,

through such opulence.
My childhood was spent

exploring a twenty by twenty
foot backyard in the suburbs.

Growing up,

I had no idea how
ostentatious this all was.

I just thought of it as home.

Truth be told, I spent a lot
of lonely hours out here,

out hiding in those woods,
no one searching for me,

no one willing to play my games.

I don't believe you.

I bet you were the
most popular guy in school.

Hah!
You're thinking of Timothy.

No, I was the, uh...

the shy one,
prone to poetry and mood-swings.

I only blossomed later on -

a hard-fought climb.

And what made you change?

- Change?
- Mm-hmm.

For heaven's sake,
I wasn't about to change.

To suit the whims of whom?

No, what I finally learned
to do was accept who I was -

a person of powerful emotions,

a man of complicated desires.

What desires?

The usual.

Am I boring you?

Oh, no. Uh...

I'm just still
adjusting to the time change

and possibly it could be...

all this the vermouth.

Why don't we call it a night?

I'm sure you'll be right
as rain in the morning.

Oh, no.
We're having so much fun.

We have all
the time in the world.

I'll walk you to your room

because, above all else,
I am a gentleman.

Thank you for
a wonderful evening.

It was just the beginning.

Well...

until tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

♪

Night.

Night.

♪

(sighing)

♪

Goodnight, my sweet princess.

Jack?

Anybody?

Huh. Jack?

(exhaling sharply)

Hello?

(exhaling sharply)

Now, which way to the kitchen?

Taffer: Can I help you, miss?

Oh, yeah. Hi.
I'm trying to find the kitchen.

I wanted to make
Jack some breakfast.

Is that the way we came in?

Sorry.
This place is one big maze

and all the doors
seem to be locked.

Apologies.
Some of these old doors

still have automatic
locking mechanisms -

a security measure
from the wars.

In case the villagers
rose up and attempted a coup.

Oh, right.

I haven't had the chance
to stock the kitchen yet.

If there's anything you need,

you have only to ask.

Well, is Jack up?

I'm afraid the Prince is a
notoriously late riser.

Oh, that's too bad.

It's such a beautiful morning;
I wanted to go on a walk.

Well, if you like, miss,
there's a pub not far from here.

They serve a mean
devilled kidney, I'm told.

Yeah. Tell me more.

I'll draw you a map.

Word of warning, though - mind
you don't stray off the path.

It's easy to get lost
around these parts.

Okay, so which way do I go?

- Just around there.
- Okay. See you soon.

(branch snapping)

♪

Good morning.
Bit early for a pint, isn't it?

Morning. Are you open?

Ehh, just about.

What can I do for you, love?

You wouldn't happen to have
working Wi-Fi by chance?

We do.
It's 7-2-5-4.

Perfect. Thanks.

7... 2... 5-4.

- (phone beeping)
- Great.

I'll take a coffee, please.

One coffee.

(phone chiming)

(phone ringing)

- Thanks.
- (phone ringing)

(phone vibrating)

(phone continues vibrating)

(phone ringing)

You are staying in town, then?

Yeah. I'm staying at
the estate up the road.

So, you're staying
with the royals?

Yeah. I probably
shouldn't have mentioned that.

He really likes his privacy.

I'd be wary, miss, I were you.

Some strange stories
from that place.

What do you mean?

Well, he's been a little--

(gasping)

- Oh...

I'm-- I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.

No worries.
I'll fetch another.

Um, no, no.
That's okay.

I-I should be going.

♪

(exhaling sharply)

Where are you, my sweet?

(car approaching)

(car doors opening, closing)

Timothy.

Of course.

(inhaling sharply)
Okay.

- Timothy!
- Jack.

I didn't know you were coming.

The press has laid
siege to Kensington.

I'd thought this might
be a more peaceful setting

for Susan and the kids.
I trust we're not intruding.

No. Your timing is
impeccable, as always.

Taffer and I were
just about to go hunting.

I thought you had to stop
after that PETA campaign.

Water under the bridge.

Susan, look.
My brother's here.

Hello, Jack.

This is a surprise.

Hi, Uncle Jack!

Hello! Ah, yes, apologies
for the scheduling snafu.

I hadn't realized you
planned on using the estate.

Well, we're happy to have you
here; the more the merrier.

Actually, I was just
about to depart.

My companion and I were going
to tour the countryside.

- Ah...
- Companion?

- Just a girl I met.
- And she's going hunting?

With you and Taffer?

She's American.

Ah, of course.
Children!

Let's get washed up and settled.

Jack, where's
all the staff gone?

I sent them home in advance.

I thought it might be nice

to spend some time
alone for a change.

Right. Just you and your
companion and Taffer.

- How grand.
- Indeed.

I guess you'll have
to carry your own bags.

Right.

(sighing)

♪

♪

♪

(gasping)

Taffer:
Miss, is that you in there?

You shouldn't be in here.

This old stable
hasn't been used in years.

The slightest breeze could
send it tumbling down on you.

Sorry.
I just couldn't help myself.

You've been gone a long while.

The Prince will be worried.

Come along, miss.

Best not keep
His Highness waiting.

♪

♪

Damn it!

- (knocking)
- Jack: Alyssa?

Can I come in?

Uh, yeah, just one second.

I missed you this morning.

Oh. Um, I went for a walk.
I was looking for you.

Well, this dress
belongs to my mother,

but I thought it might suit you.

Are you going somewhere?

Oh. Um, no.

I'm just doing
some reorganizing.

Well, Taffer told me you
did some exploring today.

Find anything interesting?

No, not really.

I've been thinking of you.

Is everything all right?

You're shaking like a lamb.

No,
it's just a bit drafty in here.

Perhaps you dressed
inappropriately

on your little excursion today

and caught yourself a chill.

Yeah, that must be it.

Well, when you're ready,

Taffer will be just
outside the door.

Uh, ready for what?

Supper, of course!

My brother has paid us
an unexpected visit.

It's my chance to show you off.

Your brother is here?

The heir apparent himself.
See you soon.

♪

Damn it.

♪

Susan: Will your friend
still be joining us, Jack,

or should we get
started without her?

She's coming.

I'm sure she just wants
to look perfect.

You know how intimidating
it can be for the lower class,

supping with royalty.

Jack!

He's just trying to get
a rise out of us, darling.

Ignore him.

I, for one, am famished.

- (footsteps approaching)
- Ah, here we are.

Smile, dear.
Remember your manners.

Timothy, Susan, it's my
pleasure to introduce you

to my friend, Alyssa.

Alyssa,
that's my brother Timothy

and his lovely wife Susan.

- Charmed.
- That's such a lovely gown.

Oh, thank you so much.

It's really nice
to meet you both.

No chef on the staff
this evening,

so I took the
liberty of preparing

my semi-famous
stew and dumplings.

Everyone, dig in.

Yes, apologies for the fare.
We don't always eat like kings.

So, how long have
you two been dating?

Not long. It's been
sort of a whirlwind romance.

Timothy: Where did you meet?

At an event in New York.

Does your friend speak
for herself, Jack,

or are you practicing
your ventriloquist act?

(clearing throat)

Um, Jack is right; it really
was love at first sight.

Oh.

Hey!

Mum, she took the tablet
and she won't give it back,

and it's my birthday!

Can we please go
one day without an episode?

(sighing)

Now, you both have one.

The password is 1-1-9-2.

Children!

Such a little miracle,
parenthood.

Maybe, one day,

I'll be lucky enough to
find out for myself.

Alyssa...
are you okay?

Yes. I just...
have a pain in my stomach.

Would you excuse me?

Of course. Just down
the hall and to your right

Alyssa: Thank you.

(breathing heavily)

(Taffer clearing his throat)

"Please help me."

(sighing)

"Call the police."

This was extremely ill-advised.

There are children here,
innocents.

You'd place them all in danger?

What is going on here?
Am I a prisoner?

Please, just open the door

and you will never hear
from me ever again.

We both know that
can't happen, miss.

Once the prince
has seen his brother off,

he will explain everything.

Please...

Please just let me go. Please.

Please let me go. Please.

I am no ally to you, miss.

My loyalty is to the Crown.

She seems quite nice,
if a trifle soft-spoken.

Do you imagine this
one might linger awhile?

What is that supposed to mean?

I think what Timothy means

is it would be nice for you to
finally settle down, Jack,

perhaps provide your nieces

and nephews some
cousins to play with.

Settle down to a life
of waving to buffoons

from the backs of Bentleys?

Please, just run me through now.

You can spurn your duties
all you like, Jack,

but you won't turn
your back on this family,

I won't allow it.

You think you have a choice?
You think I have a choice?

We are the culmination

of ten centuries of
bloodlines, brother -

cousins to King Henry,
to Mad King George!

And you want me to be normal?

Settle down and sire some heirs?

Timothy: Your lifestyle
is unsustainable.

You can't be the tabloids'

favorite man-child
forever, Jack.

Let's see how far you get
without the Crown's support.

♪

(straining)

(banging)

(straining)

(exhaling sharply)

(exhaling sharply)

(faucets squeaking)

(exhaling sharply)

(breathing heavily)

♪

All set?

Yeah.

Jack: I've never be enough!

Not for you, or mum, or grandad.

You always treated me
like an embarrassment!

For Pete's sake, Jack,
you're acting like an animal!

This is precisely why we hid
you away in the first place!

(screaming)

I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!

You don't have the stones!

Stop!
You're acting like infants!

Look at me, sir!
Are you all right?

I'm fine.

Clearly I'm not respected here.

Taffer, you dropped this.

Taffer: Sir, I, uh...

(breathing heavily)

Alyssa?!

What in God's green
earth is going on here?

♪

(chattering)

(children giggling)

♪

Come on.

(dialing)

(breathing heavily)

Come on, come on, come on.

(line ringing)

(phone vibrating)

I'm sorry,
I just need to take this.

I'll come find you.
Hello?

Rachel? Rachel, it's me!

Alyssa, where are you?

I don't really know where I am,
okay?

Jack, he took me to this castle.

- What?
- I'm in England, and I...

I found a body.
Please, you have to help me!

- Where are you exactly?
- Please!

(static on the line)

Alyssa? Alyssa!

(dialing)

No, no, no, no, no!

Jack:
Alyssa!

Where have you gone off to?

(whimpering)

Alyssa?

What are you playing at?

Whatever it is you think you
might have seen,

let me assure you.

There is a perfectly rational
explanation--

(grunting)

(groaning)

You're trying my patience!

♪

I just want to talk to you,
Alyssa.

♪

(Jack sighing)

Don't disappoint me.

I wanted you to be special,
Alyssa.

Worthy of my attentions.

Do you want to stay nothing
but common?

There is nothing common
about me, Jack.

And I would never be with
a deranged lunatic like you

just to end up
in a place like this.

(shouting)

(breathing heavily)

(menacing laughter)

You know, these old castles

used to have a room,

far below.

Deeper than any dungeon.

They'd call it an "oubliette."

A place you would put those
you wished forgotten.

I don't have any dungeon
to put you in,

but I know how to dig a deep,
dark hole.

No one will ever find you.

No one will even look.

♪

Jack (recording): I know how
to dig a deep, dark hole.

No one will ever find you.

No one will even look.

(phone chiming)

How many women, Jack?

How many bodies are in
that stable?

Did you just bring me here
just to kill me?

Did you really think that your
sparkling personality

would be enough?

For me?!

I am a prince.

I order flapjacks
from girls like you.

Are you trying to hurt
my feelings?

I learned how to deal with
people like you

a very long time ago.

Before you die...

I will torture you slowly.

I will make you watch

as I drain every last drop.

Listening to you talk

is torture enough.

Be careful, Jack.

Your public is watching.

(tablet chiming)

No... No!

(screaming)

♪

Go.

Run!

♪

(screaming angrily)

♪

(Jack growling)

(breathing heavily)

Taffer: Sir, it's time
we stopped this madness.

Taffer, give me your gun.

Give me your gun.

You would betray me?

After everything
we've been through together?

My family raised you up
from nothing!

It's my family I'm thinking of,
sir!

How much this would
destroy them,

once the truth gets out.

I'm done covering for you.

You need to do the smart thing.

And what might that be?

We'll obtain the finest
legal counsel.

Negotiate with authorities

and arrange for you
to surrender yourself.

We'll ensure they take into
account your mental state,

ensure the sentencing is just.

You would see me rot
in some cell?

This is for your own good.

Yes, I suppose you're right.

This is the only way forward.

I won't leave your side, sir.

I'll be with you every step
of the way.

You've always been so loyal,
Taffer.

So devoted.

(sighing)

It's going to be all right.

You'll see.

We'll find you the best--

(groaning)

Thank you for your life
of service.

♪

You've been relieved.

♪

♪

(grunting)

Please.

(phone chiming)

Please. Please.
You've got to help me.

Please, please!
You need to help me!

Please, you need to call
the police!

Please!

Give me your keys.
Give them to me!

Okay, okay!

I'm so sorry!
I'm so sorry, I didn't know!

♪

Children? Timothy?

Darling, you look like
you've seen a ghost.

What's the matter?

Timothy, it's your brother.

Alyssa (recording):
Be careful, Jack.

Your public is watching.

- (phone chiming)
- Jack: No.

No!

(crashing, screaming)

Susan:
You need to do something.

You need to stop this.

♪

Mummy, what's going on?

It's okay.

♪

Alyssa?

Alyssa!

Jack!

What did you do?

Where's Taffer?

What have you done?

You knew.

You've always known,

you just chose to pretend,

to focus on what mattered
to you.

Protecting the facade
of the family.

Please, let me help you.

You can't help me!

My heart's gone rabid.

I've got nothing inside,
just this...

- this rage.
- Listen to me, Jack.

Whatever's happened,
whatever you have done,

you're still my brother.

Let me help you.

I've tried so hard to keep...

No one can help me.

You're just a witness now,
aren't you?

- Testimony to my depravity.
- Jack, I...

(gunshot firing)

(panting)

(grunting)

Shh...

It's all right, brother.
It's all right.

It was only a matter of time
before you turned on me.

Out of love, I have spared you
that betrayal.

That shame.

(raspy breathing)

♪

♪

♪

(breathing heavily)

(breathing heavily)

(gunshot firing)

Alyssa?

Where are you running to,
Alyssa?

Who do you think is going
to help you?

Save you?

I'm the sovereign of
these lands.

Every soul for thousands
of yards,

they bow to me!

(gunshot firing)

Alyssa?

Where are you running to?

There you are, my darling.

(gunshot firing)

♪

(yelping)

(groaning)

(breathing heavily)

♪

♪

(leaves crunching)

(grunting)

Please, Jack.

Don't make me do this.

Why?

Why? All I wanted to do

was adore you.

To give you my heart.

Perhaps seek your hand.

You wanted my hand?

I only had honorable intentions.

I'm falling in love with you,
Alyssa.

You may be charming, Jack,

but you are no prince!

- (snarling)
- (gun firing)

(gasping for breath)

Apologies, sir.

My duty's to the crown.

(sobbing)

(panting)

♪

Reporter: More now on
the shocking revelations

that have rocked the Royal
Family.

Prince Jack, Earl of Northshire,

known globally for his
humanitarian works,

as well as his high profile
romantic exploits,

was captured during a live
broadcast

appearing to confess to a series
of brutal crimes

including kidnapping and murder.

Rachel: All right,
back it up, everybody.

- Back it up.
- (paparazzi clamoring)

Alyssa, is it true you killed
the prince and his bodyguard?

- Rachel: No questions!
- Reporter: Come on!

What's it like making out with
the mad prince?

- Rachel: No comment!
- Gotta give us something.

Did he call your princess?

♪

(sighing) It is so good
to be home.

How does it feel being famous?

Rachel, I never wanted
to be famous.

Why do I keep on picking
the wrong partner?

What about me?
I could be your partner.

We could start our own firm,

and turn this newfound fame of
yours to our advantage.

I think that could work out
splendidly

(giggling)

Rachel: What do you think,
should we take our brand global?

Alyssa: I think after everything
that's happened,

it's best to keep things
domestic.

For now.

Rachel:
Good call.

♪