All language subtitles for The.White.Princess.S01E03.BDRip.X264-REWARD

Jasper: Previously
on "The While Princess"...

Elizabeth:
Your smile is almost convincing.

My face aches from it.

Our boy must claim his kingdom

or the dangers
will be even greater.

Did you write to Francis Lovell?
Order him to kill the King?

We said that
we would come against him,

what else did you
think that meant?

Jasper: They say
Henry is cursed by God.

He brought
the sweating sickness.

Has anybody sent help
out to the people?

Some of your soldiers
are changing sides.

- Henry: To who?
- King Warwick!

(shouting)

He's done nothing wrong!
Teddy!

Lovell has fled to Burgundy.

Jasper may form the envoy.

He doesn't have a wife
to miss him or anyone to pine for.

You must smelt iron
in your blood,

if you are to be a queen
and lead our house to victory.

- Kick it down.
- If only we could work together,

we could be a king
for England.

Lizzie: I have learned a way
lo work my will on Henry

to help us win.

(theme music playing)

(groaning)

- Is he coming, Lizzie?
- I'll get Lady Margaret.

(panting)

(grunts)

Burgundy has not responded.

We have no indication
that she'll receive them if they go.

And she's still
pirating our ships.

Bishop Morton:
Your Grace, the Duchess knows

your uncle
as a commander of armies.

Perhaps not the best choice
for a peace envoy.

Strange is loyal
and will serve you.

But Jasper is a man of war.

- (door opens)
- Cecily: My Lady, the King's Mother.

Bring me good news.

(groaning)

Maggie, I don't
want him to come out.

(breathes heavily)

There is a curse.
He will die, Maggie.

What curse?

Please, get me my mother.

She made it with me.
She will know what to do.

Quickly, ale to dull the pain.

Please, get me my mother!
(groaning)

Elizabeth: To my
sister-in-law in Burgundy.

We need your help
for freedom.

My Lizzie is two months
in her confinement

and he will not let me be
with her.

His mother killed my boys
in the Tower.

He slaughtered
your brother Richard

on the battlefield,

and now he locks
Edward Plantagenet,

the York heir, in the Tower.

If you are a York,

rise up with us against him
and wage war.

(Lizzie breathes deeply)

(Margaret praying in Latin)

I am afraid.

Push harder, Lizzie.

Please, get me my mother.

Open the shutters,
I need daylight.

Just do what
Lady Margaret says.

(screaming)

(sighs)
My son is still not born?

I should have gone to her.

Or is my mother right,
she is trying to kill him?

Elizabeth has requested
that she attend her,

bull have said that
she cannot.

They say Burgundian women

are all
pleasure-loving nymphs.

We are not sailing there
for pleasure.

But the wind peaks for Henry.

The Duchess is sister

to dead King Richard
and King Edward before him.

You'll need to keep
your wits about you.

Well, you may keep
your armor on,

but I shall revel
in whatever sins they offer me.

(Lizzie moans)

(grunts)

They say they need
to toss her in a blanket

- to loosen the baby.
- No.

You will not do that.

But she isn't
pushing hard enough.

Lizzie, listen to me.

(Lizzie moans)

You must push this baby out

or you will
be made to suffer as I was.

(moaning)

I can't. (sobbing)

When I gave birth to Henry,
I was just a girl.

I thought I would die
from the pain.

But I knew it was my destiny
and my child,

- if he would live...
- (moaning)

...would be King
of England

because God wished it.

(sobbing)
My boy will die.

Do not say that.

The child will live.
Do you hear me?

You will give us the heir
that Henry needs

to save him from his enemies.

Do you understand?

(sobbing)

(moaning)

(screaming)

(grunting)

(screaming)

(crying)

- Thank God!
- You can.

Yes, yes, he's here.
He's here, Lizzie,

I can see him.

(grunting)

Oh, he's here.

- (sobbing)
- (baby crying)

Oh, praise God, praise God.

(ha by crying)

(sobbing)

Give him to me.

(grunting)

(grunts)

Ah!

(grunts)

Margaret: Henry!
(panting)

He is here, Henry.

Prince Arthur.

Henry!
No, you cannot go to her!

She is in confinement!

I can'! believe he's real.

He is satiny.

- But he is strong though.
- (door opens)

You see?

(whispering)
Lizzie, what did you mean about a curse?

Nothing.

Let's not think of it.

(footsteps approaching)

(baby cooing)

Henry.

Come in and see him.

He is a boy.

(gasps)

There's no mistake?

No.

(chuckles)

He is perfect.

And you are radiant.

(chuckles)
May I take him?

(baby babbling)

He'! '

I am a father.

Thank you.

For your efforts
lam in your debt.

Will you send
my mother to see me now?

Yeah.

Henry: Here.

Feed him until he is strong.

- (chuckles)
- (baby gurgling)

Why aren't the bells ringing?

They should be ringing
out the news.

And light the bonfires!

And Teddy, Lizzie?

Will you ask him
to free Teddy from the Tower?

Of course I will.

I have delivered on my bargain,

now he must give
something in return.

His happiness will help us.

(music playing in distance)

Duchess.
From England.

Now I have two.

What does it say,
Grand-crying?

Alors, my Rettie.

This one...

is from the
Dowager Queen of England,

called Elizabeth.

And she says I must make war.

And this one...

is from the new king,
Henry Tudor,

who bids me peace.

(blows raspberry)
Go.

Jasper Tudor
and Lord Strange?

I take it you refused them.

I did not reply.

But my spies tell me
they're sailing anyway.

The very man
who led the Tudor army.

You must stand with Elizabeth
and fight them.

You cannot sit back
any longer, Duchess.

Cannot, Francis?

So you would tell me
what to do now,

just as England seeks to?

Just because you failed
to kill the King

while you were standing
right beside him.

My choice...

is to remain a thorn
in Henry Tudor's side.

As I've been doing
for so many happy months.

Which is why I grant you
safety at my court.

If they come,
I will refuse to see them

and then they will go.

- Ah, Mary.
- (both speaking French)

My step-mother has not
mourned her brother King Richard.

She will not even speak of it.

She thinks that she can hide here
and the world will stay outside.

Well, she is wrong.

The time has come
to be a York,

and take a stand.

Did they hurt you?

- I tried to come to you.
- Mother.

Look.
(chuckles)

(sighs)

A boy.

God's ways are strange indeed,

but He answers
Lady Margaret's prayer.

He answers mine.

He is my own dear boy.

He's perfect.

Cecily: Did you hear
how loudly she screamed?

I thought she would
split open.

(chuckles)

Cecily, would you fetch me some wine?
My throat is dry.

And Lizzie sounds
rather hoarse as well.

Guard your heart,
my Lizzie.

The child is not your own.

He belongs to the throne.

And never forget what the red
in that rose stands for.

Your family's blood.

Your lover's blood.

Richard is gone now, Mother.

All that there
is now is Arthur.

Arthur.

Well...

A new royal name a! last.

(smooches)

Perhaps now we have the boy

who will bring back peace
to England.

Half York, half Tudor.

He is only Tudor.

And he is not just a boy.

He is my son's heir
and heir to the throne of England.

Of that there is no doubt.

Oh, there is always doubt,

Lady Margaret.

For I once had two boys

who were destined
there themselves.

Nothing is ever certain.

Or can you read the future?

Mary:
Here comes the English fools

hoping to make peace.

(chuckles)
They look so tired and miserable.

Duchess Cecily:
Wouldn't you be, Mary?

Coming from a Tudor court?

Mary: And still no
satisfaction when they get here.

Perhaps we will make
use of them

for sport though, no?

(woman singing indistinctly)

Jasper:
Don't be fooled by her.

She's formidable
and quite the politician.

(speaking French)

Lord Strange:
She is a Maximilian in charge.

Jasper: It's his wife Mary
who has the lineage's daughter

to the late
Charles the Bold,

but as you would expect
when there's a York around,

it's the stepmother
who really holds the power.

Most say she ruled the Duchy

long before her husband
passed away.

(woman giggling)

I wonder what he died of.

The christening
must take place at once.

Whatever doubts
the people have will be forgotten

when they see
God smiles on you.

They cannot wait till
Lizzie's been churched

It is not the custom.

And she has no function
at the service.

What is important

is that England knows
you have an heir.

And your enemies will find
much stonier ground

in which to seed dissent.

I will consult with Lizzie.

You»

you are taking counsel...

from your wife?

From somebody
who knows the will of England.

She is mother
to the child.

Unless I am mistaken.

It is good of you to take the time
to see us, Your Graces.

Well, you have come
all this way.

(snaps fingers)

Would you take some wine?

We have so much to drink.

You have lost something,
My Lord?

The Duchess doesn't join us?

Duchess Cecily: She doesn't wish
to lay eyes on the man

who beat her brother
to an early death on Bosworth Field.

With respect, Duchess,

without a death
the battle wouldn't end.

Jasper:
We are sorry for her loss.

And to you too,
Duchess Cecily.

We commend his soul to God.

How good of you to say so
after all this time.

- Let's move to business.
- Jasper: No.

We will respect the Duchess
and her grief.

Our business may come later,
when she's ready,

if you will grant us leave
to stay until that time.

Mary: Maximilian?

(speaking French)

Wait here?

I can think of worse things.

Do you like to play,
Lord Strange?

Play? Mmm.

What kind of games?
(chuckles)

My children love
sword fighting

and they can never
find opponents.

Ah, well.

If they don't mind losing...

Ah! (chuckles)

I wasn't-- uh, I wasn't ready.

Philip.

Boys are so impetuous.

Why must it be Winchester?

For the christening?

I cannot be so many days
away from him.

I have said your mother
may come with us.

- She is godmother.
- (sighs)

- This time she is really going, Lizzie.
- And I am not.

I have commissioned
his own badge for him.

The red rose
and the white combined.

A sign of our new unity.

I'd hoped for your approval.

(scoffs)

Our mothers will no! give it.

I think they like the war
between them.

But you do not?

Now that I have given
you a son,

will you release Teddy?

I cannot while I am away
from London.

Then when you return?

Please, Henry, he's terrified.

- I will consider it.
- He is a child.

- You would not wish it on Arthur.
- I said I will consider it.

And lake a view.

Bring the child.
We are leaving.

If you were
to christen him in London,

I would not have
to be apart from him.

The priest will come on your
40th day to sanctify you

so you can return to court.

Please take care of him.

(Arthur wailing)

(bells ringing)

(giggling, chattering)

Ahem, Duchess.

Leave us.

Your court is very beautiful.

I thought when I returned
to England

I'd be happy to leave
Europe well behind me.

I miss the light.

But the light
is not why you are here.

Enough playacting.

Please relay your message
from your king.

King Henry sent a gift.

As a token of his friendship.

A sovereign--
a coin of solid gold,

and the King himself
is rendered on the front.

Perhaps he fears his reign
will be so short,

he must have permanence.

The King feels
most confident in his reign

and would have peace
with Burgundy.

He wishes to return
your trading rights

and forge new alliances
between our nations.

Oh.

So, now it hurts him
to lose his gold and ships,

he finds it in his heart
to be our ally?

When Henry was in exile,

you tried to hand him
to your brother for execution.

You cannot be surprised

that when he won the throne
he sought to punish you.

No, not surprised.

He spent his life
in brothels and in cow-sheds.

What would he know
of politics?

(chuckles)

Or pain.

Who has he lost?

I have lost
three brothers,

and a father and a husband.

This war has cost him nothing.
(sobbing)

I cannot bear it.

Being parted from him.

The King said that
he would free him,

when Arthur
has been christened?

And I will do everything
I can to see that he does.

And when I am blessed,
we will go to the Tower immediately

and visit Teddy.

Thank you.

What did you mean?

About a curse?

I know you meant it.
I'm worried, Lizzie.

It is nothing
that would hurt Teddy.

It was on whoever killed
my brother in the Tower.

We laid a curse that their
male line would die.

So, if it was
at Lady Margaret's orders

that my brother's life
was taken, then--

Lizzie.

But no harm
will come to Arthur.

No harm will come.

You said yourself
he is strong.

He's strong.

(churched)

(Bishop speaking Latin)

(crying)

(Bishop speaking Latin)

(Arthur crying)

(Bishop speaking Latin)

Dowager Elizabeth.

Please come with me.

(bell tolls)

(lock turns, door opens)

Maggie: Teddy! Teddy!
Come here. It's all right.

(door closes, locks)

Maggie: It's all right.

I am sorry we have
not come to see you, Teddy.

I had a baby boy
and Maggie helped me.

I had little baby Arthur.

Can we go now, Maggie?

I'm so sorry you're here.

We are trying
to bring you home.

Cousin Lizzie
will be queen soon.

And she has (old the King
that you shouldn't be here.

Because it's a mistake.

(sobbing)

And when you are free,
we shall go

and live together
somewhere quiet

in a little house

far away from kings
and castles.

Well, you'll be
home soon, Teddy.

I promise.
(crying)

I love you, sweetheart,
I love you.

Take me home.
Please, take me home, Maggie.

(indistinct chatter)

(soft music playing)

We know for certain
it was Elizabeth.

She wrote to Lovell
in a plot to steal your throne

and put the boy
Edward Plantagenet upon it.

Now that your son
is safely in the world,

you must imprison her.

She will have spread her web
to Burgundy already.

No doubt
she's exhorting war.

Surely she has nothing
she can offer (hem,

while I now have a son
to bargain with.

Jasper will impress this
on the Duchess.

He will win her to obedience
with the benefits of trade.

Just have faith in him.

I will have faith in God
and God alone.

Mortal men must earn it.

(Lizzie panting)

- (Arthur crying)
- Give him to me!

Give him to me.

I have been practicing.

I am lo be a married woman.

John Welles.

He's Lady Margaret's
half-brother,

so he's very close
to the throne.

He's rich and very handsome.

He smiled at me
through the whole christening.

Lady Margaret says
I'm to have him.

Does he have a say in it?

Where is our mother?

Perhaps you should ask
your husband.

(Arthur crying)

- Lizzie: Henry.
- (crying continues)

He cried throughout.

- I suppose that's what they do.
- It is.

Where is my mother?

She is locked up in a dungeon.

My mother proved she was behind
the Lovell plot to kill me.

She wanted Teddy on the throne,

and for that reason,
I cannot set him free.

My enemies
require a figurehead.

He would be snatched
and made to be that symbol.

You said that
you would release him.

You promised me you would.

I said I would consider it
and take a view.

You must listen
far more carefully

to what people say
if you wish to be a queen.

You will not leave her
in a dungeon. I forbid it.

If she is to be kept away from me,
then house her in an abbey.

Put her in retirement,
if you must.

Let it be Bermondsey Abbey,
at least there is a garden.

Prepare for your coronation.

I have ordered it.

(sighs)

(counters applauding)

No, That's-- that's--
this line here, that's out.

- That's out.
- No, it wasn't.

This is out.

You lost the paint.

You should have told me that your friend
is such a marvelous court jester.

Oh, he's no friend of mine.

But (hen,
I think you know that.

I'm sorry for my clumsiness.

I did not mean
to cause you pain.

Will you walk?

I thought you would
be celebrating.

My spies tell me
Henry has a son.

So, you know, then,
that Henry's position is much stronger.

There will be alliances,

a betrothal for the Prince.

And, uh...

should we choose
a French princess

and make our peace with them?

And France is the enemy
on our doorstep,

and so you would wage war
on us with them.

But if we are
already fighting you,

what difference does it make?

You are decided then?

I have no love of war.

But I cannot like your king.

You do not know him.

And you have too strong a mind

to let the past
or old scores sway you.

Henry won at Bosworth fairly.

In fact,
he was the outside chance.

I think that he has you
to thank for that.

I was by his side
throughout the battle

and since he was a child.

I am heart and soul for Henry.

I would give my life for him.

What does he do
to inspire such loyalty?

When he has a goal,
he does not waiver.

He was brave in exile,
he is strong.

He has greater loyalty
than any man I've ever known.

Then he would make
someone a very fine dog.

Duchess.

I know that you have
Europe on your side

and that you do not
need England.

(sighs)

I'm not a politician,

or a lawyer.

I don't have clever words.

I am a man of war,

and while I have not lost
my kin to it,

I've lost my life.

- The good years when I should have--
- What?

I cannot bring
your brothers back.

But if we strike out
for peace,

then we can see that no one else
you love is stolen from you.

(sighs)

This is to be our home?

King Henry shows mercy on you.

You will pray for four hours
a day and see no visitors.

What about my daughter,
Princess Elizabeth?

She is no longer
your daughter,

but King Henry's queen
on Sunday.

Air and exercise
may be taken in the garden

for one hour
at dawn and sunset.

I don't think I should like
lo be queen.

The clothes are all too ugly.

I should be much happier
as wife to John Welles.

It is a love match, anyway.

Deliver this to my mother
in Bermondsey Abbey.

Ned will help you.

She will tell us
how to help my cousin.

But, Lizzie,

shouldn't we find a way
to help Teddy ourselves?

If we were caught,
it would be worse for him.

I have tried and failed.

My mother is our only hope.

Elizabeth: Come on my loves,
no more apples.

They'll give you
a stomach ache.

Ned. Ned, I've seen her.

Come on, my loves,
let's go inside.

You sent for me?

Yes-.

I am not yet recovered
from my child-bed.

Inn-

You are thankful?

For the coronation?

That I shall take you
as my queen?

I would be thankful
if you freed my cousin

from the Tower
and let my mother be with me.

I have said why I cannot.

Then you cannot ask me
to be thankful.

What will be my role
when I am queen?

- Your role?
- And what will I do for you?

It is a test.

You mean to prove you know
more than I do how to rule.

- It is a question.
- I! is a jibe.

You compare my efforts
to your father's

or the old York king,
your lover.

(exhales)

Everywhere I look around me,
nobles conspire against me.

Servants slip
each other notes.

They smile into my face
and then behind me draw their knives.

Well, that is what
it is to be king.

My father had the same thing,
as did Richard,

from you and Lancaster.

And (hose who killed
my brothers in the Tower.

Well, it is more
than I can bear each day.

Waiting, wondering
if I'll live till supper.

Wondering if our son will live.

Well, why did you
slaughter Richard

if you do not wish
to be king?

Because I had been trained
to do it all my life.

There was no
other life for me.

No other choice.
My life had been decided

from the moment I was born.

You must have heard
my mother speak of it.

She felt I had a destiny

from the moment
that she had me.

I was to be the king for her
because she dreamed of power.

Perhaps you
cannot understand

being told your whole life
what you are,

with never any chance to think
about it for yourself.

I sometimes wonder
what I would have been.

What I would have chosen
had my life been ordinary.

That is what my life
has been as well.

A puppet for my mother's
own ambition.

It was her who craved
the throne for me.

- I would have settled for a man--
- A man you loved.

(Henry sighs)

I don't ask that you love me
in the way that you loved him.

But I had hoped you may have come
to have a tenderness.

At least.

A kindness, even.

And would that be
enough for you?

You don't want someone
who burns to be with you,

who would ride
across the battlefield

just to hear your voice?

Inn-

do not know.

I have never had it.

What have they done to us?

We are their creatures.

At least your sister
will be happy.

- John Welles is a good man.
- What can we do, Henry?

What can we do?

I know you cannot love me.

I know it is beyond
what you can give.

I only ask that you do not
plot against my life.

At least spare me
that humiliation.

(chuckles)

But of course, you cannot
even promise that.

(children playing)

Bridget.

Come along.

(chuckles)

- Look at your sisters.
- (giggling)

Lizzie:
Dear Mother,

please send word that you are safe
and well in Bermondsey Abbey.

Teddy is still in the tower
and Henry refuses to release him.

I need your help
and guidance.

Your daughter, Lizzie.

- There's very little York about him.
- (chuckles)

I think he has
my mother's eyes.

I'm glad we can
be friends at last.

Now that you have Arthur,

you are joined with us.

And any threat against Henry

is a threat
against our boy as well.

And I can see how much
you care for him.

And tomorrow,
you will be Queen of England.

(indistinct chatter)

Lizzie, the message came
to Ned from your mother.

It was recited.

She says that
you should go to her.

That she will bribe a monk
to let you slip into the abbey.

On my coronation day?

She says you must
write to Burgundy

and say they must bring war.

- But, Lizzie...
- How will that help Teddy?

Or your baby Arthur?

Elizabeth:
Tell my daughter

if a letter came from her,
the Queen of England,

Henry Tudor's own wife,

(hen she would persuade
the Duchess.

Tell her to remember
who she is--

descendant of the
water goddess Melusina,

and a true, white York.

Tell her that I love her

and I miss her

and I need her.

Crowd:
God save the Queen.

(bells tolling)

You are
the Queen of England now.

Do you feel different?

I feel as though
I've aged a thousand years.

(chuckles)

I wonder if he'll feel the same.

If he does succeed me
to the throne.

My enemies may see to it
that he does not.

Don't say it.

Never say it, Henry.

What have you decided?
Will you see your mother?

She has paid a monk
to let me in.

But if you make him angry,
if he catches you--

He will not let poor Teddy
out in any case.

But he has to.

Maybe if he learns
to trust you?

Now that you are queen,
maybe he will want

- to make you happy.
- How can I know what to do

now I have Arthur?

If my mother brings an army,

how can I choose
between my mother and my son?

I don't think
you should go, Lizzie.

But if I don't,
when will I see my mother?

Will I ever see her again?

Your Grace.

Mary: Oh.

- Lord Strange, oh, you look most sad.
- (sighs)

There was no game
that you could win?

They are your children.
We are your guests.

- Of course I let them win.
- Mary: Oh.

Poor Lord Strange.
(chuckles)

Come.

If it makes you feel better,
we will have one race.

And you will at least
win something.

I wouldn't want you
to exhaust yourself.

I believe that I can
ride one race.

We go to the far tree
and come back.

(speaking French)

(speaking French)

I assume
she is an expert rider.

- Never beaten.
- (chuckles)

Come, let's leave them
to their blood sports.

Shall we walk again?

Tell me, Jasper...

what would you have done
with all those years,

had you not been
at war or out in exile?

Who knows?
Another life.

You have regrets.

You would have liked to marry.

It didn't seem to be

God's plan for me.

Of course there are
whore-houses,

but a true companion,

someone you can trust
and grow with...

There was someone I loved.

But it wasn't meant to be.

(sighs)

You surprise me,
Jasper Tudor.

You are not
who I thought you'd be.

(monks singing)

Elizabeth:
Tell her that I love her

and I miss her

and I need her.

There's still time.

You are a handsome man.

There is still life ahead.

Perhaps a York and Tudor union
might grow to be a fashion.

Damn them.

They have my Cecily.

And now they take
my Lizzie, too?

Is this Your work?

I will not have it.

Damn them.

Damn them.

Damn them all to hell!

- (whinnies)
- (gasps)

(Mary groans)

(gasps)

Mary?

(speaking French)

Mary?

(sobbing)

Can you move?

Maxmilian:
Help me to carry her inside.

- (sobbing)
- Come here, come here.

(sigh
They

Her back is broken.

Will she live?

What? No.

(sobbing)

(Maximilian sobbing)

Enough.

She is gone.

She's gone.

(crying)

(sighs)

lam sorry for your loss.

You said no one else
would die.

If there's
anything I can do...

Gel out.

You are not welcome here.

I said get out!

(music playing)

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